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Reversed Gender Roles Equestria

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Oblivious
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>tfw I got a day off for reasons I have no idea about
Fantastic. Incoming Wrestler Anon green.

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>"...onymous...ake up..."
>You could hear a mare's voice calling out to you.
>It sounds sweet, like a cherry on a stack of ice cream scoops.
>"Anonymous, wake up!"
>It calls out to you again.
>There's a slight rumbling.
>A heavenly pegasus mare covered in white robes and light is drifting slowly towards you, hoof outstretched towards you.
>"Come on, Anon! Wake up for me!"
>She calls to you again.
>You feel some shaking.
>"You're gonna be late for the promo, Anon!"
>An earthquake in your dreams, perhaps?
>Suddenly, your eyes snap open and you bring your head up, before you bump full force into a furry wall.
>When you meant by "furry wall", you meant Cheese.
>And when you meant "bump", you meant "violently banging your face into Cheese's snout".
>"O-Ow, Anon! That hurt, you know!"
>You look at him and you blink your eyes just to make sure you still weren't dreaming of an angel and heavenly light.
>Cheese was rushing around, packing various items and clothing you didn't know he had.
>You looked around, and saw that you were in your apartment with Cheese.
>That was strange.
"So... How did I get here? I remember falling face first and sleeping the moment I went through the curtain."
>He stops for a moment and gives a blank stare, as if processing and thinking of an answer to your question.
>"Daneighlle Brein. She gave us a lift over to the apartment and helped me carry you upstairs."
>Mental note: Thank Daneighlle Brein for being the realest mare out there.
>Cheese suddenly springs up and returns to the rush he was occupied in.
>"We need to get you to the stadium, quick! We need to shoot a promo for tonight's taping, quick!"
>The gears in your head turn slowly, until it quickens and you realize what's happening.
>You jump up from your bed and quickly rush into the shower.
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>>27841265
>You were again in the same room they used to shoot the promo you and Cheese debuted in.
>You could make out a minotauress in the back napping, a voice behind the set practicing lines and vocalizing, and a pegasus floating around, carrying wires and cables.
>"Sorry about this, again. We really cannot control when creative finalizes their booking. Good thing it's really simple, though."
>The same mare from before was checking her clipboard for details on the promo.
>You and Cheese nod.
"It's fine, really. It's not like we have any other job to do than this."
>Cheese nudges at your side and clears his throat.
>The mare continues glancing between her clipboard and you two, before speaking again.
>"We'll have Anonymous over here, being interviewed by Reneigh Young. I assume you colts know her."
>You and Cheese nod affirmatively.
>"Cheese, you will interrupt and demand that Anonymous gives you a match. Add any wager you might want to put up."
>Cheese grins mischievously at the thought of wagering anything to make the match more exciting.
>The mare brings up her watch and nods at you two.
>"We're starting in 20 minutes. We're readying up everypony."
>She briskly walks outside of the room.
>"I'll go hound the food bar outside, alright?"
>Cheese pats you on the back and just as quickly follows the mare outside the room.
>You sit on a chair near the set and start flipping through your phone, hoping to see your favorite writefag update her story on /mlh/.
>You swear that she was around since before you started lurking.
>As you laugh to yourself, watching as an anonymous poster get a gorillion replies for saying that they wouldn't fuck a human, you feel a quick tap on your shoulder.
>You look up from your phone to find a fairly toned minotauress grinning and eyeing you.
>You're a bit bothered by the fact that your time to yourself was interrupted.
>"Hey there. You're Anonymous, right? El Incognito?"
>You slowly nod and shift in your seat to get more comfort.
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>>27841265
Holy shit, new thread with immediate green!
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>>27841273
>"I-I'm the Horrible Heifer, one of the biggest newcomers. My name's actually Belle."
>Heh, cow Belle.
>The Horrible Heifer.
>Where have you heard of that name before?
>Horrible Heifer...Heifible Horrer...Heirrible Hofer...
>Oh! The Horrible Heifer, one of the latest call-ups from the developmental show.
>"I'm a pretty big fan. I think you're pretty great in the air, doing all those spots."
>You blush a bit underneath your mask a bit.
"Oh, uh...th-thanks! We don't see a lot of males doing flippy shit, so I decided to be one of the few. Gotta...you know...revolutionize male wrestling, you know?"
>You smile awkwardly and shrug.
>You didn't expect to already have fans within the back just from your first day.
>The mare from earlier comes back to remind you of the time.
>"Anonymous, we're starting in five minutes. Oh, I see you've met the Horrible Heifer. She'll be your new mixed tag team partner after a few weeks."
>What!? Who the hell is in charge of creative!?
>The Horrible Heifer clears her throat and fidgets a bit in place.
>Oh, you were talking to her.
>Spit it out, woman! These incredulous reaction images don't post themselves, you know!
>"Oh, uh...do you want to talk some more and hang out later after you shoot the promo? We could share tips on executing moves and the like."
>You absentmindedly agree so you could return to your phone.
>"It's settled, then? After you shoot the promo?"
>You nod and Belle walks away, grinning madly.
>Cheese trots up to you, staring at the cow walking away.
>"Wasn't that the Horrible Heifer? What's she doing here?"
"Fan. Complimented me. Asked me to hang with her after doing the promo. I agreed."
>He looks at you skeptically.
>"So basically you accepted her shoddy date proposal? Anon, you're an idiot."
>'Shoddy date proposal'?
>The hell did he mean by that?
"No, no. She just wanted to hang with me. Nothing else. Purely unromantic."
>Cheese lightly punches your side and chuckles.
>"Whatever. We're starting any time now."
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>>27841277
Okay, that was a quick 3-post update to the wrasslin' story. Pretty short, awaiting any feedback and bully.

Pastebin updated as always:
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>>27840883 #
Original poster here. Surprised someone took that oneshot green and did anything with it.

>Anon and Mac go back to being just friends.
>Mac isn't entirely on board with this arrangement.
>Anon keeps trying to set him up with other colts.
>Problems though:
>Anon keeps going for guys who HE thinks are gay. Frilly feminine boys who like shopping. Completely outside Mac's tastes.
>Gay on Earth=straight in equestria, leading to some awkward conversations when they ask about where the rest of Mac's herd is…
>Even worse, Mac isn't really all that over Anon.
>Anon goes to the bar look to get laid as well…
>Jealous Mac is jealous. ACCIDENTALLY knocks over stools with mares on them, spills drinks, the like…
>Starts getting clingy, possessive, protective, wants to spend more time alone with him and becomes more physically affectionate.

I may or may not be shell shocked. Happened with me and an old friend who came out. Was SUPER awkward after a while. We don't talk anymore.
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>>27841294
She came to say hi and it's a date already?
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>>27841539
well, I wrote it mainly with the idea of HH/Belle being someone who thinks that hanging out with the opposite sex automatically means dating. And Anon describing what happened in an entirely flippant way to Cheese as him not really caring about HH/Belle
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Would you fuck a cow?
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>>27841591
Having a waifu with four stomachs without four anuses to accommodate is a poor tactic.
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>>27841294
fuck me, I'm unsatisfied with the output. I'm going to have to rewrite this in the pastebin and come back when I'm finished scrapping and rewriting.
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>>27841591
Jesus God YES.

>Knocking up your minotaur waifu.
>Her begging you to stay, thinking you're gonna take off.
>"I'm sorry I didn't use protection! I didn't think it was possible!"
>Promising to stay with her, even if she doesn't have a herd.
>Rubbing her back after a long day at the quary.
>Her trying so, so hard to pamper you.
>Taking her fat, swollen breasts into your hands, relieving the tension with a gently, loving milking.
>Arousing her by taking a sip.
>Railing her on the couch, then kicking back at the part to watch Mino-sports with her.

Honestly, who wouldn't want best waifu?
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>>27841591
cowgirls are cute, but dragon girls are cuter
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>>27841648
Also awesome waifu.
>Anon is kidnapped by dragon WAIFU.
>The plan is to ransom him back to Twilight for a mountain of gold.
>The two fall in love in the meantime.
>Giant, 3 story dragon girl and taller than average ape person.
>Turns out dragon WAIFU doesn't horde gold…
>She hordes Hyperspace Hyperwars miniatures.
>She's got the good, old stuff too! Vintage figures they don't even make anymore!
>Date night usually consists of them going into town to buy more miniatures.
>One day dragon WAIFU becomes crestfallen because tfw no HMD is big enough for your dragon cooter.
>Anon hugs her claw and says he'll always love her.
>Comes back one day from the store to find an empty chamber.
>Finds a tiny, blushing shortstack dragon.
>She got rid of all her miniatures so you could be together.
>All except for one, anyways…
>It was the one you painted together.
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>>27841693
oh my goodness
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>>27841693
I greatly enjoy BIG dragon ladies.
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>>27841693
My heart has a boner
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>>27841640
Good. Because it felt like it skipped over things.
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>>27841591
Am I doing this right?
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>>27841591
>>27841778
What the hell do you search to find these?
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>>27841789
https://e621.net/
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>>27841778
Yes
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>>27841797
And we insist bronies aren't Furries…
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>>27841815
We are whorse fuckers who like to rich the cow
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>>27841693
>not helping her amass a greater horde
>not finally getting her big enough to crawl inside and wriggle for her ultimate pleasure
you're not thinking creatively
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>>27841845
>Micro/Macro play
Big pone thread is the other way, friendo.
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>>27841693
couldn't she just give her figures to Anon, so that way they're not hers anymore, she shrinks, but her treasures are still around?
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>>27841909
STOP TRYING TO FIND LOOPHOLES. YOU'RE RUINING THE SWEETNESS.
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posting the only good minotaur art
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Hey, I did a new thing.
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>>27841845
>Be Anon
>Be laughing hysterically.
>There's a tiny dragoness with a blushing face who says she's your girlfriend.
>Her face is bright red, and you swear there are tears in her eyes.
>"Anonymous!" She shouts, "I am QUEEN SPINES of the Green Mountains, and as your master you will stop--!"
>This just makes you double over in laughter as she tries to strike a commanding, lordly pose.
>She comes up to your knees.
>She grits her teeth in anger and embarrassment, and starts pounding on your chest.
>"THIS. IS. YOUR. FAULT. YOU. BUTTHEAD!"
>Honestly, it tickles. This is absolutely ADORABLE.
>Reaching down, you surprise her by picking her up and holding her face to face.
>Your arms wrap around a fat, plush rump, while her tail dangles over your interlocked hands.
>She gives you her best "Raging Dragon Queen" face.
>"I will breathe FIRE on you, slave!"
>You didn't think you could kek any more than you were.
>You did.
>Redder than ever and shaking with rage, you see her take a long, deep breathe.
>Uh Oh…
>Might've gone too far here…
>*BURP!*
>A tiny puff of cold fire roles over your face, and is gone in an instant.
>You and dragon WAIFU just stare at each other.
>Tears start to form in her eyes.
>"I did it for you, you jerk…" she says, choking a bit as tears start to trail down her cheeks.
>Ah geez, you went too far.
>You feel your heart sink as she begins to cry in earnest, hiding her face on your chest.
>"I just wanted to be with you…" she sobs.
>You gently cradle her, rubbing her soft spines with a free hand.
"I'm sorry baby…I went too far."
>She sniffles again, looking up at you from your chest.
>"I gave them away..." She says through red eyes. "I got rid of ALL of them for you!"
>She starts crying again, and you take a seat on your bed.
>After a few minutes she peters out, her face still buried in the fabric of your shirt.
>She always did say she liked the smell.
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>>27841947
AWW SHIIIEETT
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>>27841945
What is it?
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>>27841945
What is new thing? I want it.
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>>27841643
>Weird society rules in Equestria
>If a mare in a herd gets pregnant before the Alpha, she's kicked out
>If a herd consists of one mare and one stallion, it indicates that the stallion isn't invested in it or doesn't have as much to lose, making a pregnancy risky (stallion abandons mare in favour of a better herd)
>Mare equally relieved and confused when Anon makes it clear that he's staying with her
>Ponies see this as Anon having chosen an Alpha and it indicates that he's looking to expand his herd
>Or they see it as something wrong and think that the mare is threatening Anon so that he stays (since stallions almost always leave in similar situations)
>I don't actually know anything about horse behaviour
Feel free to disregard everything after the 3rd or 4th line if this prompt is too autistic for RGRE.
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>>27841945
>It was night in Canterlot
>The sun had hidden itself behind the Unicorn Mountains, and it's light had gone with it
>In it's place the moon and the stars had appeared, their soft, comforting glow combating the otherwise crushing darkness
>It was a clear night, a still night
>Not a sound could be heard in the capital of the world
>Even the wind, as ever-changing and spontaneous as a child's whim, stood still
>Tonight the heavenly bodies seemed to glow with a puzzling intensity, as if the stars themselves were pondering something of great importance
>It was late in the city, and the moon was at its apex
>Most were tucked away safely in their beds, resting until the great sun once again peeked over the mountain tops
>But there were some that still lingered in this darkness, beings that had business that needed seeing to
>Princess Luna, Lady of the Night, strode through the royal gardens of her castle with a purpose
>Just like her moon and stars, she had an odd intensity about her on this night
>The alicorn's jaw was set, and her eyes were slightly narrowed
>Her wings, usually tucked loosely against her sides, looked like they would spread out at any moment
>Even the air around her seemed tense and dutiful
>Her pace was quick as she walked through the gardens
>While most would have paused to marvel at the exquisite beauty laid out all around them Luna kept her head held high and her eyes forward
>Now was not the time for leisure
>She had something to see to; something that she could no longer ignore
>"Are you sure that we need to do this, my lady?"
>From behind the princess a small figure looked up at the moon with its golden, glowing eyes
>There was a nervousness in those eyes, a quiet concern that bordered on fear
>"I mean I'm pretty sure that the two of them are just friends from what I can tell..."
>Princess Luna slowed her unrelenting pace to look over her shoulder
>The mare staring back at her stood not half of her height
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>>27842014
HAPPENING
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>>27841945
Is it about best pone?
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>>27842014
>Her appearance was slightly scruffy, her mane, tail, and fur a little too wild and unruly for its own good
>A pair of bat ears, listening alertly for any sounds, adorned the mare's head
>On her back were a pair of bat wings, which she was shifting against her back every few moments
>This was a creature that was not regularly seen in Canterlot, though her kind had seen a resurgence in the land over the last few years
>The mare standing before her was an Thestral, a Child of the Night, a Fanged One, known by most as a bat pony
>This Thestrals name was Echo, also known as Icky by her friends, and she was the personal hoofmaiden to the Princess of the Night herself
>Luna raised an eyebrow at the young, fidgety mare
>"Is everything alright, Echo? You appear to be nervous," she remarked as the two of them made their way past a line of statues
>Echo let her large, leathery wings shift against her sides once more as she frowned
>"I'm not... NERVOUS, Princess," she said slowly. "Not exactly."
>Luna nodded in understanding before she once more fixed her gaze forward
>"You have nothing to worry about, my Thestral. We simply going to look into his dreams to see if there is anything questionable in them."
>Long, sharp, white fangs flashed in the moonlight as Echo bit her lip
>"But don't you think that this is going a little overboard, Princess?" she asked. "Like I said I think that the princess and him are just good friends..."
>"I disagree with you, Echo," Luna said, not unkindly. "I know my sister well enough to know that something is going on between those two, even if they themselves do not realize it."
>Luna looked up at her moon, her expression hardening
>"My sister means to court this young man. Perhaps not now, but eventually she will attempt it, this I am sure."
>Leaving the gardens, both Echo and Luna made their way into the castle proper
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>>27842035
>best
>pone
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>>27842057
>The light of the moon continued to follow them, shining through the stain glass window peppered throughout the castle halls
>Echo's eyes darted around the halls, searching nervously for any wandering eyes
>Though what they were about to do was not in anyway illegal it was frowned upon, very much so, and if Princess Celestia heard what the two of them were doing it there was a good chance that she'd find herself out of a job, or at the very least receive the chewing out of a lifetime
>"But do we REALLY need to root around his dreams?" she asked. "Isn't there some other way to see if he's a super villain in disguise or a blob monster or a gold digger or something like that?"
>Though she didn't turn her head to look at her hoofmaiden, Luna found herself smiling
>"I'm afraid that me must do this, my dear," she insisted. "If my sister is to court this human then I must see the true measure of his character."
>Luna's eyes narrowed slightly as she and Echo turned the corner
>"Though it is easy to conceal one's true nature whilst they are awake it is another thing entirely to do so while asleep. I do not want my sister to be caught up in the schemes of some scheming stallions that doesn't truly love her. So I will go in this stallion's mind, this Anonymous, and I shall see his true self. Only then will I name him brother-in-law."
>"But--"
>"That is my final thoughts on the matter, Echo. Now come, we are nearly there."
>A frown wormed its way onto Echo's face, though she kept her mouth shut as Luna led her through the labyrinth of halls and corridors that made up the castle
>The halls were barren save a patrol of passing guards
>Though Echo didn't particularly approve of her highnesses methods, she knew that if they were going to be doing any dream invasion now was the perfect time to do it
>"With our luck somepony's going to find out about this," she muttered sourly, letting the tips of her wings drag against the ground.
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>>27842092
>"We are in my domain, young thestral," Luna called over her shoulder, making the bat pony nearly jump out of her fur. "Not a single soul will see us unless it is my desire that we be seen. Ah, it appears that we are here."
>Both the thestral and the alicorn stopped in front of a door
>As far as doors went in Canterlot castle it was a rather plain door
>Well-built and held upon a sturdy frame of oak, but it wasn't anything special or grand
>What WAS special was the being lying beyond this door
>Behind that was Anonymous's room, where the young man was hopefully sleeping
>"Now you're SURE that you need to be this close to get into his dreams?" Echo asked as Luna cocked her head to the side
>The princess was staring at the plain door in puzzlement, as though she was seeing something that Echo couldn't
>"How odd... I had just thought it an anomaly but it truly appears that there is some sort of interference around him," she murmured, scratching her chin. "Perhaps it is something that comes naturally to his kind? If is by some other means I can honestly say that I have never seen it before..."
>Echo's eyes darted from her highness to the door
>"Princess? Is everything alright?"
>Blinking, Luna looked over at her hoofmaiden
>"Hum? Oh yes, I have everything well in hoof," she assured. "I was simply musing to myself."
>"Are you sure that you need to be this close to the door?" Echo repeated. "Are you sure that you can't just do this back in your chambers?"
>"Unfortunately I cannot," Luna admitted with a shake of her head. "There appears to be... something blocking my ability to dreamwalk with this young stallion at any long distances ."
>Echo's nose scrunched up
>Her chest puffed out and, for a moment, it appeared that she might start yelling, but better sense took over and she simply released it with an explosive sigh
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gay anon in rgre song


My neighbors ask me why I'm limping down the way
And who that fellow was that came by yesterday
I quickly turn my face before I start to blush
Cause frankly there is nothing I can say

I've always had a thing for pushing the extremes
And I've just got a thing you won't find in the magazines
This molded silicone has got me begging please
Give me more of what I really need

[Chorus 1]
Cause there is no cock like horse cock
Send your asshole into shock
You need horse cock of course-cock
Grab the lube and slam the day away

[Verse 2]
My shaft is quivering, my balls are turning blue and
I think of drinking in a foot or even two
My favorite stallion that I keep in my top drawer
Slip it in and out be dripping goo

[Chorus 2]
As I take more cock, horse cock
Shut the door and turn the lock
Is your cock a horse cock?
You will never hear me say your name

Cause there is no cock like horse cock
Rub my dick inside a sock
Don't stop now, horse cock
Stretch out my insides and make me pray
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>>27841947
aww

he better give her some INTENSE loving after that
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>>27842155
>>27841947
Aww

>>27841819
Nice
>>27842143
Wut
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>>27842136
>"Horse feathers..." she muttered, blowing a lock of her mane out of her face. "I hoped you weren't going to say that..."
>"This will only take a few moments, Echo," Luna promised, extending a wing and patting her on the head with it. "Now, please watch over me while I conduct the spell. You may also wish to take a few steps back as well."
>The thestral did as she was asked, taking few hasty steps backward
>With a small nod, Luna once again turned toward the door
>Widening her stance she took a few deep breaths
>Her ethereal mane and tail, both of which were gently swaying as if caught in a breeze, began to whip back and forth
>The tip of her of horn glowed as she let her magic flow through her, more and more magic building up with each breath
>Soon she could feel it in her very veins, sharpening her senses and making the air around her crackle with energy
>The constellations in her mane began to shine brightly as her gaze narrowed
>She could feel a resistance; a bubble that was stopping her from delving into her prey's mind
>She squared her withers, channeling more and more magic to the tip of her horn as she pushed against this bubble
>"Come on you blasted thing," she muttered. "Give way. Shatter."
>Luna closed her eyes
>The constellations in her mane grew brighter and brighter until Echo, who by this point had backed up as far as she could, had to shield her face from the light
"Break."
>Luna's eyes snapped open, white and glowing with power
>The puzzling, unseeable barrier around her target finally gave way and, not wishing to waste anymore time, Luna quickly let herself be pulled into the ether
>For a few moments all that she, at least the her that was there, could see nothing
>There was only black, unconquerable darkness
>But then, a moment later, there was light
>Anonymous's mind, which had been unseeable to her just a few moment's prior, shined like a beacon right in front of her
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>>27841947
>You two sit alone together in silence, you gently rubbing her back as she wipes her face off on your shirt.
>This is absolutely adorable.
>"You really got rid of them?" you ask.
>She bites her lip and looks up at you, nodding nervously.
>"Mhmm...you remember Moondancer? From the hobby shop?"
>Oh yeah, spaghetti horse!
>God she's a weirdo...
>"S-she paid me a couple thousands bits for all of them..." she turns around and points towards the door. "I put the gold o-on the pile."
>She actually did it, didn't she?
>That's really sweet of her!
>"I was g-gonna maybe go buy you that Blue Skinz army you wanted, b-but I was worried I'd wanna keep them and then get big again."
>She looking up at you nervously, gauging your response.
>You gently stroke her cheek.
"Why would you wanna be so young though?"
>Seriously, she TINY yo!
"I figured you'd wanna be an adolescent or something."
>She clicks her claws together, avoiding eye contact.
>"I...I am."
>She starts fiddling with the fabric of your shirt.
>"I was always this short, b-before I found minis."
>You can't help but snigger.
>Tiny Dragon Waifu responds by hitting you on the chest again, her face lighting up in embarrassment.
>You stop immediately, looking away in shame.
"Sorry..."
>You two sit in silence for a moment, until you feel her ruffling around with your shirt.
>Looking down, you can see that she's unbuttoning your shirt.
>"I wanna have sex." She says, looking determined.
>You laugh a bit, which only causes her to work faster.
"What? Honey, I think we should--"
>"NO!" She interrupts, standing on your thighs so that you're face to face.
>"I'M your ALPHA, and I wanna have sex, so..." she tries to push you on your back.
>She succeeds in nearly falling backwards off the bed. You manage to catch her by the rump.
>Undeterred, she starts pushing hard against your bare chest.
>"G-get...on...your...back!" she commands as you take your shirt the rest of the way off.
>"You are my PRISONER!"
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>>27842198
>inb4 she gets assaulted by a laundry list of horrors and atrocities hes seen
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>>27842201
>>"I wanna have sex." She says, looking determined.
Well nobody can say she isn't straight forward.
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>>27842136
>"There you are..." she muttered, quickly making her way toward the light. "Now, I simply need to--"
>"A-Ah~"
>Luna blinked
>Looking around, she noticed that she was no longer in the ether
>Thick, aged stone walls surrounded her
>In the corner there was an open window that was letting sunlight pour into the room
>On the floor there was a rug, worn but well-made and every well cared for
>She appeared to be in a bedroom of some sort
>"Might I be in Anonymous's dreams?" she mused aloud. "Strange, I hadn't even--"
>"YES~! Taste your princess!"
>The hair on the back of Luna's neck stood on end as a loud, breathy, HUNGRY moan filled the air
>"Hmm~ Just like that beloved. Yes~ Deeper~"
>Ears perking up, Luna's eyes snapped over to the other end of the room
>Sitting there, by an unlit fireplace, was a rather large wood-framed bed with a black canopy hanging above it
>Lying in that bed, wearing nothing more than a smile, was Anonymous
>Usually something like that wouldn't have phased Luna
>She was the Princess of the Night and Walker of Dreams; she had seen far, far worse and far, far weirder protecting the dreams of her ponies
>What got to her, made her eyes widen to the size of dinner plates and make her body go ramrod stiff, was the bed's other inhabitant
>"Do you feel that, my love? Do you feel my magic--ah~! Do you feel my magic stroking thy rod? Does it feel good my love?"
>"L-Luna..."
>SHE was lying in that bed, lying on her back blushing and moaning like some bitch in heat as Anonymous tended to her marehood with his lips and tongue
>For a few moments she just stood there, slack-jawed
>A blush, sharply contrasting with her coat, came to her cheeks and began to make it's way down her neck
>"What... I thought... Why would," she stuttered, only to jump as her dream counterpart let out another needy moan
>"Thy tongue," her imitation gasped, her eyes hazy. "Yes, use thy tonu--A-Ah~!
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>>27842233
wew lad
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>>27842233
Hey now.
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>>27842233
fug the princess
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>>27842233
Please continue
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>>27842233
>Luna took a nervous step backward, both confused and horrified
>She tried to turn away from the scene before her but found that she couldn't
>It was as if she was rooted to the ground
>She couldn't even look away
>Her dream counterpart was panting slightly as Anonymous began to suckle at her teats, taking one of the sensitive nubs of flesh into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue, and sucking hard
>"Ye GODS!" the Luna on the bed moaned, her back arching as her hips gently bucked. "YES!"
>With a wet pop, the human licked his lips before leaning over to her other teat
>Mouth slightly parted, he began to gently roll the fleshy nub in between his teeth
>His tongue, though thin and short from what Luna could see, began to diligently tease the skin
>Her counterpart's breathing hitched as her eyes slowly began to close
>There was a look of delight on her face, a look of absolute pleasure that forced Luna to look away
>Through the shock and embarrassment that was rooting her to the ground she could feel something else
>This other feeling, this raw emotion, was leaving her feeling uncomfortably warm and was threatening to steal her breath away
>"This was a m-mistake," she muttered to herself, squirming in place. "E-Echo was right. I should have never--"
>The bed creaked and her dream counterpart let out a scream
>Without hesitation, Luna's head snapped up
>Anonymous's hands were playing with her rump now
>She could see his slender fingers digging, stroking, pinching, and tugging at her flesh
>His movements weren't commanding or frantic; they were slow, loving
>There was a small, happy smile on the man's face, as he licked and suck, joy dancing in his eyes
>He picked her rump up slightly, kneading her cutiemarks as he planted a tender kiss on her lower belly, then in between her teats, then on the nubs of flesh themselves
>The Luna on the bed let out a throaty giggle, pressing one of her hooves against the young man's head
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>>27842307
this is what you get luna

this is what you get for invading dreams
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>>27842201
>She shouts through gritted teeth.
>Complying, you lie down on your back, arms stretched out as she stands over you victorious.
>Panting and a bit sweaty, she stands on atop your chest, victorious and panting.
>She turns around and gets on all fours as she starts fiddling with your belt.
>This gives you front row tickets to marvel at her boodacious booty.
>A diet of Dewritos and a sedentary lifestyle has some advantages, right?
>Her tails swivels back and forth as she grunts in frustration.
>"Stupid...derpy claws...AHA!" She shouts as she manages to undo your belt.
>Pulling it off, you can't help but smile as she holds the belt above her head, triumphant.
>"You are my PRISONER, and I am your WAIFU, and there's nothing you can do..." she says as she unbuttons your pants.
>"to stop meeeeeee~!"
>You take advantage of her distraction to sink your hands into her rump.
>It's soft and smooth, and reminds you of snake's skin.
>Spreading her cheeks wide reveals her dripping pussy, her tail twitching automatically as you puff a burst of cold air on her nethers.
>She freezes in place for a moment, sweat dripping down her brow as her claw slips beneath your undergarmets.
>"O-oh geez..." you hear her murmur.
>Taking the initiative, you reach down and flick your underwear down the rest of the way.
>Your cock, which had been straining against the fabric, pops out to stand at attention.
>It also smacks dragon waifu in the face.
>She falls back rump first onto your chest.
>Sitting up, you can see her leaning over to stare at your erection.
>She appears to be biting on one of her claws nervously, and turns around to look at your face.
>"Y-you know what?!" she says, attempting to strike another authoritative pose. "I-I've changed my mind!" She says, crossing her arms and looking away from you.
>"B-better to make you suffer, your coltish desire driving you insane!" She laughs nervously.
>You two look into each others' eyes.
>She shivers with nerves.
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>>27842307
Where do I start reading your stuff? Do you even have a paistbin?
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>>27842307
Shit, L&P green. I can pick this up later, yo. You finish up!
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>>27842330
Shit, didn't mean to interrupt your green! I can come back to this later!
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>>27842351
Fuck. Thought the first one didn't go through. -_-
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>>27842330
And then he held her down and wrecked her and they lived happily ever after.
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>>27842307
>"Yes~ Please your princess. Please her~"
>Getting a good grip on his hair, she slowly began to push him lower and lower down her belly
>"Please her~"
>Luna could see hunger in Anonymous's eyes as he gazed upon her marehood
>Her dream counterparts arousal could be seen as clear as day
>Her lips, puffy and slightly parted, glistened in the sunlight
>Luna's nostrils flared
>She shivered a musky, heady scent filled her senses
>As Anonymous lifted her up by her rump once more Luna could clearly see a flash of pink that contrasted sharply against her dark blue coat
>The Princess of the Night looked away once more, blushing heavily
>She could feel a heat building up in between her legs, begging for attention
>"No, NO. I mustn't," she muttered, shaking her head. "My sister means to woo this stallion. I cannot--"
>"A-Aha~"
>Luna's gaze began to travel back toward the bed but she forced it to the floor
>She couldn't stay here any longer
>She needed to leave
>She needed to get out of here before she did something that she'd re--
>"Oh by my STARS~!"
>She couldn't help it
>Though everything in her was screaming to keep her gaze on the floor Luna looked up
>Anonymous had her rump high in the air, keeping her firmly in place with his hands
>He was lapping at dream-Luna's lips, cleaning the arousal from her
>He was staring into her eyes as his tongue slide along sex
>His gaze was smoldering, bewitching, hungry
>Her dream counterpart, though moaning and panting as if she didn't care who would hear, was staring up into the human's bright green eyes
>Luna's gaze dropped as she saw this
>Even from here she could hear the lewd, wet sounds of the human's tongue teasing, tasting her
>Her dream-self let out another moan, wrapping her back legs around Anonymous's neck
>Luna's gaze flicked to those thick, powerful legs as they tightened, securely holding the human in place
>Anonymous let out a quiet moan suddenly
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>>27842416
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>>27842416
Princesses should have healthy thighs.
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>>27842416
>A sudden movement caught the flustered princess's eye
>She looked down at Anonymous's lower body
>She could see his cock, hard and wet with his own arousal, throb needily
>There was a dark blue aura around his manhood, slowly stroking it in tune with his licks, she couldn't help but notice
>Luna took a nervous step forward, not able to force herself to look away
>As the magical aura reached his tip Anonymous let out another moan, his hips bucking
>Luna bit her lip as she watched a bead of pre leak from his tip and fall to the bed
>The heat between her legs was becoming unbearable
>Her eyes roamed the human's slick, engorged cock, drinking in every vein
>Her thoughts began to turn away from leaving and her sister
>"I must... I need to... I can't..."
>The dream-Luna let out another moan, legs twitching as Anonymous toyed with her clit, rubbing his lips and tongue against it
>Luna clutched her back legs, biting her lip even harder as she felt a wetness trickling down her leg
>Her gaze wandered up to Anonymous's arousal-stained face
>The human looked so happy between her legs, so content
>As if that was the place where he was meant to be
>Luna took another step forward
>Her dream counterpart's belly was heaving, eyes half-lidded
>Her wings were extended as far as they could, spilling off the bed
>Her mane and tail were encircling her lover, keeping him close and caressing his sweat-soaked, hairless flesh
>A stab of envy faced through Luna
>She tried to force herself to look away again but her gaze would not budge, so enraptured as she at the scene before her
>She could almost feel that tongue and those lips, playing with her, loving her, worshiping her the way that she deserved
>The Princess of the Night let out a quiet groan of frustration and need as she rubbed her back legs together
>Her gaze snapped back down to the human's cock and, with a look of hunger in her eyes, she licked her lips
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>>27842483
>"He does seem to be enjoying himself..." she muttered to herself. "He wouldn't even notice if I..."
>The tip of her horn glowed as she took another step forward
>At that moment she was invisible to Anonymous and to the apparition that so looked like her
>She was an observer, only able to watch, not touch or interact
>For now
>All thoughts of her sister left Luna's mind as she let the magic flow through her horn
>The room around her shifted and shimmered as the dreamscape began to bend to her will
>She could feel herself being pulled over toward her dream-self
>Luna closed her eyes tightly, letting more and more magic flow through her
>For a moment it felt like she was flying without the use of her wings
>An instant later she could feel the soft linens of a bed against her back
>Her head was resting against a pillow and her wings were dangling off of what felt like a bed
>Her rump was hanging in the air, firmly held in place by a pair of hands
>Luna's eyes snapped open and, breathing hard, she looked up
>Anonymous was looking down at her
>Before the realization struck her something smooth and wet dragged itself against her marehood from bottom to top
>"H-Horse a-apples!" Luna blurted out in a very unprincess-like manner, her eyes widening as Anonymous slipped his tongue in between her lips. "B-Buck..."
>She squirmed, wiggling her hips, her grip around his head tightening as his tongue delved deeper and deeper into her
>Though it was just a little thing she could feel it rubbing against her walls, teasing and tickling her in ways that she hadn't felt in many, many years
>Luna bit her lip as she gently lifted her hips, grinding herself against the human's face
>"Yesssss," she hissed. "Just like that~"
>Her horn once again glowed
>A spark of magic leapt from the tip and landed on Anonymous's arm
>It then traveled up to his shoulder and down his chest, toward his stomach, until it finally reached his groin
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>>27842527
>The human twitched as he felt the magic reach the base of his cock, his eyes widening as he felt it grow and thicken and expand
>Luna let out another moan as he felt his fingers dig deeper into her flanks as she used her magic to give his length a teasing stroke
>He gasped, looking down at her in confusion even as he continued to lap at her flower
>His hips bucked as she used her magic to give him a squeeze
>"L-Luna."
>A growl escaped Luna's throat
>"I don't believe that I gave you permission to cease thy actions," she said, using her magic to gave him another stroke
>Anonymous's face contorted in pleasure as she teased his head
>He moaned as his cock jumped, slapping wetly against his belly as his body tensed
>He tried to use one of his hands to reach down to touch his member
>Luna, with another growl, forced his hand back against her flank with a spell
>"Lick," she snarled. "NOW."
>Anonymous, with a pitiful whimper that sounded like music to her ears, began to once more lap at her marehood
>"A-Aha~ Yes. YES!"
>Luna twitched as she felt her body tensing
>She could feel that familiar ticklish sensation building up in her belly, making her lightheaded
>Her marehood squeezed his tongue, wanting, no DEMANDING more
>It wasn't enough; she needed more, she needed him inside of her
>"ENOUGH!" Luna shouted, not longer able to take it
>Her breathing was ragged as she released Anonymous's head and pulled herself away from that delightful little tongue of his
>She forced her wings against her sides with a growl, rolling over so that she could get up on shaky legs
>Her mane and tail were whipping around her body, the constellations in them gleaming brighter than the sun
>She flicked her tail out of the way and looked over her shoulder at Anonymous
>"I... I want... In me... Get..."
>She tried to slow her breathing, tried to calm the pounding in her chest, but couldn't
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>>27842558
>A whine escaped her throat as she stared back at her new lover hopefully, giving her rump an inviting shake
>Almost immediately Anonymous's snapped to it
>The human was breathing heavily as well, his hands opening and closing as his cock throbbed in the open air
>Luna could see the hunger, the need in his eyes
>She bit her lip hard enough to taste blood as she watched a bead of precum fall from his tip and onto the bed
>"Anonymous... Please..."
>Her horn glowed, with with a spell she roughly yanked the human to his feet
>She could see that he was going to line up with her perfectly
>Fill her up, please her, love her
>Anonymous took a step forward, placing his hands on her hips
>A low growl escaped his throat as his grip on her tightened
>The feeling of his fingers digging into her coat caused Luna's front legs to give out from under her
>"Yes!" she cried as her face was buried in her pillow. "Oh stars above YES!"
>She could feel Anonymous's rubbing the tip of his cock against her glistening lips, parting the folds to reveal the pink underneath
>Her back legs gave way as the feeling sent sparks up and down her body
>He was pressing himself against her firmly
>Just a little more and he'd--
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>>27842601
>"PRINCESS! MY LADY! LUNA!"
>Luna's eyes snapped open as a sharp, searing pain erupted from her flank
>She yelped, launching herself into the air, both front and back legs frantically kicking
>She hovered in the air for a few moments before gravity, a cruel and unforgiving mistress, brought her crashing down to the cold, hard, and oddly wet stone floor
>"WHAT?! WHO?! WHY?!"
>Frantically looking around, noticed that she was no longer in that room with Anonymous
>She was in the hallway of the castle, and her servant Echo was standing not three feet away from her with a hoof raised in the air
>"Echo!" the alicorn growled, a dangerous glint in her eye. "What is the meaning of this?! I thought I told you that I was not to be disturbed?!"
>The Thestral, seeing that her lady was less than happy with her, took a few nervous steps backward
>Upon closer inspection, Luna notices that the bat pony was red in the face and refused to look her in the eye
>This only caused to anger her further as she climbed to her hooves
>"Echo, you will look your princess in the eye and you will--"
>A certain smell wafted up to Luna's nose, causing her mouth to shut
>It was a very particular smell; a smell that was unlike any other and instantly recognizable
>It was the smell of a mare's arousal; and not just any arousal
>A blush came to Luna's cheeks as she looked down at the puddle of liquid that she had fallen into
>"Y-You were making all of these noises, my lady," Echo whispered, forcing her to strain to hear her. "Saying... things while you bucked your... your hips. I was worried that the human was doing something to you..."
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>>27842558
>>"Lick," she snarled. "NOW."
that deserves a bite
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>>27842623
>Blue pone is blue beaned
Pottery
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>>27842623
>It all came rushing back
>The sounds, the smells, the feeling of his hardness spreading her open
>And then an image can to mind, one which hit Luna in the stomach like a kick
>It was of her sister
>Her wonderful, loving sister who's stallion that she had just indulged herself with
>Stolen
>"Horse apples..."
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>>27842631
A fitting punishment.
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>>27842632
An idea that I got from this comic:
https://derpiboo.ru/298985?scope=scpe6a10145f2e4c0bfca7746b2ec93eaf6932121fe8

It's gonna be a couple of chapters long I think. This is a rough, rough, ROUGH draft of the thing--I'm thinking about putting it on my fimfic account-- so tell me what you think.

What things need added, what you want in it, etc.
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>>27842623
Blue becomes red.
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>>27842698
As long as it has the same ending as the comic, I'm up for it. Get it, up for it? What I'm saying is that AnonxBest Princesses gets me hard and I would like to read a story about that.

Looks good so far. It's got the seeds of comedy and drama, so I'm on board. If you wanted to push this past a few chapters and really run with it, I promise not to complain.
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>>27842698
It was pretty clop heavy and while that would explain Luna's change of attitude I'd like to see her actually becoming romantically interested in Anon and not just being 'Leds fug'.

Dat final panel, though.
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>>27842698
Oh boy, yes please.
This is way to cute. Would be nice to see how Anon's feeling are towards both princesses, as of now it seems that even though Celly like him, Luna has Anon's preference. So that should count for something.
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>>27842527
>Luna finds you dreaming about her and replaces the dreamself with the real self
LaP how? my most niche and highest order fetish? I love you.
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And now we commence the dragon fugging.
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>>27842866
I'll plunder her dungeon
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>>27842916
Excuse you, that's MY dungeon to plunder.
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>>27842952
Fight me
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>>27843068
Unf. Stallion fight.
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>>27843068
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>>27842623
>You are Anon, taking a nice stroll in Canterlot square.
>A poster on a nearby wall catches your eye.
>"MISSING: HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MARE"
>Who the fuck is "Echo"?
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>>27843091
>speak up
>everyone else goes quiet
It's just like real life
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>>27842866
At a movie, there will be fuggin' when I'm done.

Side question: do dragons have cloacas?
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>>27843831
no
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>>27843831
Stop.
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>>27842698
>a wild LaP appears!
>with... with just... oh god, alla this
>11/10

I would like some extra 'moar' with my moar, please.
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>>27843852
Stop what? The cloacas?
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>>27841234
How can Vinyl talk if she's mute?
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>>27843831
If we have realistic horse vag, cloaca on dragons should be fine.
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>>27843898
Her vocal cords sewed themselves back together upon the sight on Anon's semi-nude body. She opened her mouth and spoke her first words since the accident: "Get back in the kitchen, colt!"
And then they rutted.
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>>27843899
>dragons
>realistic
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>>27841277

>minotits
I fully support this course of action.
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>>27841648
>spoiler
I'll take Lies for $1000, Alex.
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Why no delicious catbutt?
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>>27844038
I dunno
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>>27842335
No. No pastebin. I sell you story. Gib monies, I send to you. $20.00 I sell to you. Good price. Special price for you.
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>>27841947
Fill her hoard up with kids as recompense, then as a family go out, and GET THE FIGURES BACK!
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>>27842335
http://pastebin.com/u/LaPsbin
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Sorry if this is shit, everyone. I've been sleeping like shit for the last couple of weeks and it's making writing difficult. This is just a one-shot I decided to write.


>You are Anon
>You woke up in the woods a few days ago and managed to wander into a village.
>Thing is, the village is full of horses.
>Tiny, unnaturally-coloured horses.
>You thought it was cute at first; somebody had set up a big ol' mock village for their pets to play in.
>That was until the horses stopped acting like horses and started acting like intelligent creatures.
>They whinneyed and knickered at each other as though they actually understood - like they had a spoken language.
>Two days ago, you were convinced that you were hallucinating.
>Yesterday, you were pretty sure that you were in a coma instead and this was all a dream.
>Today, after two days of sleeping on the hard ground, you are willing to accept that this might actually be real.
>You are Anon, and you are currently trying to sell your shirt.
"C'mon, who wants it?"
>You wave your shirt around, trying to gather attention.
"It's a really nice shirt, everybody. I bought it on sale at Walmart for ten dollars."
>A couple of horses stop to look at you, but most of them turn around and just walk away.
>........
>.....horses don't wear clothes.
>Fuck.
>This is the worst.
>"Whiiiirrrhrhhuhruhuh!"
>A horse noise captures your attention.
>Six horses stand before you, each standing next to each other in a line.
>You got a white horn-horse, a purple horn-horse, a blue wing-horse, a yellow wing-horse, an orange horse-horse, and a pink horse-horse.
>Do THESE horses want the shirt?
>Do horses eat shirts, or is that goats?
>Fuck it, they're close enough.
>Maybe purple horses with horns eat shirts.
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>>27845300
>You give your shirt a nice wave and hold it out by the shoulders, giving each of these potential customers a look at what you got to sell.
"It's plaid. A nice red plaid. You see these buttons?"
>You grab your shirt by the collar with one hand and fiddle around with the buttons on front with the other.
"Real plastic. You guys eat plastic, right?"
>God, you feel weak.
>You ate a bunch of plants and leaves, but they don't seem to be doing too much in ways of nutrition.
>You can't really focus that well, and you aren't 100% sure of what you're saying right now.

>The white horn-horse breaks formation and walks closer to inspect your goods, despite all the other horses neighing and stomping their hooves at her.
>It?
>Her.
>Yeah, you can see EVERYTHING on these horses.
>It's been a long 3 days, so you had nothing better to do than look at horse pussy.
>You're reasonably sure you have a handle on horse biology; the females are more circular and the males tend to be a bit more boxy.
>Quicker than your tired-ass brain can respond to, the white horn-horse horn-glows your shirt right out of your hands and brings it close to her face to inspect it.
>Finally, a sale!
>.....
>Wait, fuck.
>What do these horses use as currency?
>Do they even HAVE currency?
>Fuck's sake. You just gave away your shirt for free, didn't you?
>This shit's the worst.
>The orange horse walks up to the white horse and makes quiet horse noises at her.
>The white horse's ears go all floppy and she hands the shirt back to you.
>Fuck!
>You really thought you had something there.
>Goddammit.
>The six horses all form a circle and make a bunch of horse noises at each other, occasionally poking their heads up to look at you.
>The blue one starts staring, so you wave at her; she immediately pulls her head back into the circle of horses.
>It's just a few seconds longer until they break away and walk over to you.
>They all stop about three feet away from you, except for one.
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>>27845316
>The blue one you waved at trots smartly over to you and does that weird horse-laugh where they pull back their lips and bear their teeth.
>After that, she bats at your chest with a blue hoof.
>She doesn't stop.
>Why is she rubbing you?
>Half-delirious, you decide that the best course of action is to pull the blue horse into your lap and hug her.
>Fuuuuuuck, she's soft.
>All that not food you were eating suddenly catches up to you, and you pitch sideways and fall unconscious.

>You are Twilight, and you are shaking your head at this pitiful display.
>You'd received word about a strange minotaur in town, but you didn't think it sounded too dangerous.
>Just an hour ago, a bunch of concerned ponies informed you that the minotaur was a prostitute, and you decided to investigate.
>This town is too nice to have prostitutes!
>Ponyville has a poor enough reputation as it is thanks to all those disasters that strike (some of which you may or may not have a hoof in on)
>What you saw nearly broke your heart.
>The creature, eyes glazed over, was sitting in the middle of town, flaunting his body for everypony to see.
>He was clothed from head to foot except for the torso-cloth he was waving around - trying to drum up business, you guess.
>What a poor state he was in.
>The first thing he did when he saw the Elements of Harmony was to show off his lingerie.
>But you know what to do.
>You'll take him home, give him a bath, cook him a nice meal, and let him sleep in your bed!
>Rainbow laughed at you when you said all that and called you a dyke.
>In the end, Rainbow Dash offered him bits for his service and he gladly accepted.
>Belly-to-belly rutting?
>2lewd4you.
>You all walked away to give them a bit of privacy.

And then they fucked.
End.
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>shellwaifu wen?
Soon.
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>>27841693
>Giving up your minis
>Ever
FUCK NO
>>27841591
Fuck the cow.
Do it now.
>>27841277
MinoBro Aquired.
>>27841845
Acceptable choice.
>>27841909
Also acceptable.
>>27841924
FUCK YOU, LOOPHOLES IS JUST ANOTHER WAY OF SAYING INGENUITY.
ALSO WHY ARE WE SHOUTING?
>>27841945
Give thing.
>>27841947
Sad story is sad.
>>27842092
>Mind invasion
Anon needs to smack a bitch
>>27842698
Bitch still needs smacking.
But good story.
>>27843898
She's not mute, obviously.
>>27845329
Acceptable.
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>>27841376
>We don't talk anymore.
Sounds Sad
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>>27845329
That was good man. Just your writing style had me laughing the whole way. If anything I just wish there was more.
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>>27845582
>acceptable
I can handle that. Frankly I'm glad I managed even that.

>>27845662
Well heck, Anon. That's sweet of you to say.
>writing style
I tried to go back to the way I wrote a few months ago. I think that's why my new stuff has been lacking. You're a pretty cool dude for noticing, Anon.
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>>27845784
AA, hon, you left your trip on the counter again!
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>prompt:
>Anon teaches a pony how to swim
>Anon is the sexy swim-instructor who the pones he teaches sometimes pretend they aren't learning so that Anon holds them tight against him in the water
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>>27845830
Sorry mom! I'll hang it up next time, okay?
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>>27845329
This is good. It deserves more.
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>>27842330
>Grinning, you grab ahold of Dragon Waifu before she can manage to jump off of the bed.
>Sitting up as quick as you can, you pounce.
>She gasps as you sink your hands deep into the plush of her rump.
>"N-Nonny, wait~!" she manages to sputter out as you drag her across your waist.
>She interrupts herself as she slides over your cock,which is left glistening with fluids when it slips out to rest between the cheeks of her rump.
>Leaning forward before she can respond, you plant a kiss squarely on her lips.
>This is your first real kiss together.
>Other times in the past you would deliver a peck on her giant dragon snoozle, but this is the first time she was ever really able to kiss back.
>She was still as your lips met, almost falling back off your lap had your fingers not been intertwined with hers.
>After a shocked moan you can feel her hot dragon breathe sinking into your mouth.
>She begins to return the kiss, hesitantly at first before passions begin to rise.
>You begin grinding yourself against her rump, earning another startled gasp from her.
>Eventually she manages to force your lips apart, though reluctantly on both your parts.
>"P-please, Nonny, it's not gonna--" she begins and ends abruptly.
>Once freed from her lips, you begin kissing and licking the nape of her neck, while your hands and fingers begin to trail towards the moist patch between her legs.
>Dragon waifu silent leans over your shoulder, her hot breath streaming down your back.
>Before she can bring herself to react again, you reach your arms down around her legs and hoist her tiny dragon body up.
>Aligning yourself with her moist slit, she gives one last word of protest.
>"Nonny!" She sputters out nervously, her eyes flitting between yours and the cock aligned between her legs.
>"P-please, i-it's not gonna work! Just, l-lemme down?" she pleads, cheeks red with embarrassment and arousal.
>You feel several droplets hit the tip of your penis.
>Grinning, you comply.
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>>27845914
Thank you Anon, perhaps later when I'm not half-asleep.

>>27845918
Yes, more dragon-waifu. You're doing well, Snippet.
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>>27846088
FUCK
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>>27846118
Go to bed.
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>>27845918
>>She was still as your lips met, almost falling back off your lap had your fingers not been intertwined with hers.
hhhnggg
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>>27845918
HAPPENING
https://derpibooru.org/1137610
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>>27846260
The hand holding in this is what really gets me.
So good.
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drump
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What happened to the goosebumps story? And why hasn't he update his paistbin?
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>>27847134
I've been waiting for that one, too. It's been a little while, who was writing it again?
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>>27842321
"This is what happens Luna! This is what happens when you peer on a stranger in their dreams. This is what happens Luna!"
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>>27847169
I don't think he had a name
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>>27847223
Hey that's not true, I have a name! It's a shitty name, but still. Anyway, I've been busy. Classes, an acting gig, and traveling to the con tomorrow didn't leave me much time for writing in the past while. Hopefully next week I'll get to sit down and write some of the stuff I've been brainstorming.
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>>27847261
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Figured I’d try out a fresh green, sorry if it’s a bit odd, I felt like doing something different. Thanks for all the feedback and I’ll try to work on some of my flaws in writing green, and thanks to all who had fun reading the other green I wrote. Anyway, tell me what you think and I hope you all enjoy this!
………………….
>Be Topaz Legraze, private investigator in Manehatton, and be utterly and remorselessly bored
>You were currently studying in your joke of an apartment on 75th Avenue, poring over some old books on faraway lands whilst your decrepit living quarters crumbled around you
>Tons of undone dishes, boxes of pizza and foreign food, no organization, a bathroom that perpetually leaked and dripped, causing an annoying sound to pervade the room, and of course the solitary, small bed in the corner where you garnered your few trophies and possessions…
>Yup, you were a mare who had seen her day
>You weren’t old or anything, but you knew that in this world, a mare gets one shot
>And you blew it
>You had everything… you had decided to be a rookie Ponice officer to clear the air of years of stuffy and headache-inducing study at Miskaequinic University in Baltimare, and had loved every second of your fresh occupation
>You had solid money, adventure, comradery, and most of all…
>Plenty of colts willing to jump on you and plant it in you like it was the Equestrian flag
>But nope, not anymore, stupid you had to ruin for yourself
>You grumbled and pushed your greasy, unwashed black hair away from your face, minding not to prod your sensitive horn
>You then did what you always do when you feel down
>Be a real mare and grab one of several candy cigarettes from your coat pocket, and let it hang out of your mouth as you nibble and suck on it absent-mindedly
>You can taste the sugar and salt on your tongue, and your fatigued nerves relax a little
>So there were no cases today…
>Maybe tomorrow?
>Pft. Get real.
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>>27847834
>Most of the stuff you did now was just scrounging to get by
>People sent you to do filly work because they felt bad for you
>You can almost perfectly mimic their voices in your head:
>”Oh, my colt lost his doll. Do find it please!”
>”Oh, can you stop by and paint this fence? I have to do it, but if you’ll take ANY work…”
>”Please, please Ms. Legraze come help! The mail-mare got herself stuck in a tree again!”
>Ugh
>So now you scraped to get by, living meagerly and watching all the fine colts go by, herding with mares who had power, bits and prestige
>You sunk your head into your book
>Maybe it’s just time to go to bed…
>It WAS pretty late…
>CRASH
>”Topaz! I need you on this one- HAHAHAHA tell me that that’s not for you.”
>You look over to see your-
>AHEM
>”Secret toy” was laying out in the open, and you quickly throw it under your pathetic bed nearby
“Yeah, it’s good to see you too, Quartz. Was the force getting too much meat for you to handle?”
>Your old Earth-pony friend cracks her stupid grin, but it quickly fades
>”No, I got something that’s actually important.”
>You frowned
>It must be serious if they need you to look at it
>You were always a mini-prodigy with detective work, (hence why you try to get by as a P.I.), but your old boss said she never wanted to see you again even if Celestia commanded her to
>Your friend, with her scarlet coat and aqua mane, is looking at you expectantly
“Well, not like I was doing much. Let me grab my things. We’ll talk on the way.”
>You straighten up your mangy brown coat, grab your favorite hat and bag of saddlebags, and you both set off on your way
>The streets of Manehatton are abundant with an acrid humidity, and the city that never sleeps is alive and well despite it and the lateness of the evening
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>>27847840
>Going about their lives, stallions with mares all around them, each vying for a spot in which to secure their livelihood, fear of rejection ever latent in their eyes, as they became oblivious to all else but their own struggles in a world so skewed, as the stallions played with their lives and hearts like a colt’s dolls…
>Maybe you needed to get out more, you were getting bitter
“So what’s the deal? I didn’t expect you to seek me out…”
>”Yeah, look… I’m sorry we haven’t been able to talk recently, the chief has been working me to the ground, and I know things haven’t been easy since-“
“Yeah. Let’s not talk about that.”
>You had screwed that case up so badly
>Your boss used it as an opportunity to “put you in the street like you deserve”, and you had to spend a year down at Trotham Asylum as you kind-of lost it for a bit
>You can’t even remember what you saw that did that, but ever since then you’ve been jumpy, always feeling something sinister and ethereal tail you regardless of what you tried to do
>So you made yourself a Private-I, and hoped you could get by doing what you loved
>You wish
>”-but look, I need a tracker for this case, and a good one. I knew there was one mare, one friend who I could trust.”
>Your old partner turns and pats your back
“Thanks Q. You always knew how to watch a sis’ back.”
>”Uh-huh. Save the thanks for afterwards though, this case isn’t like anything I’ve dealt with. Could get ugly.”
>You pass the rest of the brisk walk in idle conversation, and find that the site of the incident is only a few more blocks down
>You both take a rickety old elevator, heaving with ancient magic that strained its chains into a cacophony of screeches, and reach the sixth floor
>You both come to a stop at room 66, where a ruckus and fuss are clearly being made over the police presence
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>>27847844
>Inquisitive fillies tried to play detective in the hall outside, as if they could somehow solve the mystery like a ‘big mare’
>You wave to them awkwardly and they proceed to tug at your jacket, spewing questions of all sorts, until Q awkwardly waves them off, sending them scampering for some other way in
>You open the door at the guardsmare’s nod and find a scene that leaves you rather uneasy…
>You see a surprisingly well furnished room of extremely traditional adornment, with looks straight out of the 1800s, books and research of all sorts scattered about, and a lavish bed tucked neatly into a corner
>Clearly the occupant was at least somewhat well-off, and the books on both the floor and many shelves show they had esoteric interests, with some of the noteworthy titles including:
>’Non-Equinopedian Geometry… Daemonology and Witchcraft of the great Kerdann… Dark Magic in the Pre-Equestrian Age… the works of Hoe and Mistress Minosanny…”
>Your mind quickly going to work to figure out what happened as Quartz elaborates
>”Yeah, so, we were called over here by the stallion, whom is the one talking to Cuffly over there in the corner… He called us telling us about some intruder, and we could easily hear signs of a struggle on the phone, and now we arrive here, and everything looks orderly! Cept for her, of course.”
>She points to an older, refined-looking mare sprawled out on the floor in the center of the room, seemingly sleeping and holding a globe close to her chest, almost spooning and cuddling it on the floor
“What’s wrong with her?”
>”We’re not sure. Can’t get her to wake up. Seems to be perfectly fine otherwise, even the doc was confused as she doesn’t seem to be using fluids, magic or anything like normal. Even weirder though, is that she seems to cuddle anything that’s close by her, and NOT let go of it for the world. We had to grab a crowbar to get Cuffly out of her grip when she got too close.”
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>>27847834
yiss
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>>27847852
“And this isn’t some stunt for the stallion to get attention?”
>”Oh, don’t be such a sourpuss. Just ‘cause you have trouble with stallions doesn’t mean they’re all teat-hungry bit-diggers…”
“See, you say that… but…”
>”Can it. Save the musings for the colts to gossip about. Now, what’re you thinkin’?”
>Hm
>Seems the mare in question had a thing for the occult, the eldritch, the odd
>Dark magic isn’t some filly’s carrot gun
>That stuff can do some serious damage
>And there doesn’t seem to be a sign of a struggle…
>It would make sense if the mare was fooling around with dark magic and it backfired, while the stallion in the corner lost its marbles over having to witness it, but it just seems too…
>Convenient
>This whole place had a fetid, Stygian vibe to it
>The walls, the decorations, the furniture, the placement of everything without a magical trace of dark magic left in the air…
>Something was very wrong here
>And it gave an anxiety you couldn’t explain
“Let me talk to the colt.”
>”If you want to, seems the delicate thing lost its marbles, but I guess wouldn’t hurt to try. Cuffly, you want to move over?”
>The ponice-mare in question turns around, recognizing you now
>”Hey, I din’t know the old QT team got back together! You back on the force?”
“Not exactly.”
>”Cryin’ shame. Feels like the boss is making us bust our flanks just to keep the city’s head above water… You were such a good tracker too…”
>You trot past her, and approach the wide-eyed stallion sitting, curled up on the bed with a blanket around himself in all but his face, shivering and glancing about like something is lurking just beyond his view>“-C-C-Can’t run. I-it’ll find me. I’m next. I NEXT! Please just wake up…”
“Hello there fair sir, I’m Investigator Legraze of the-“
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>>27847863
>”HAHAhaha! You c-can’t stop it, silly mare! The one who sits in the Veil, sleeps beneath, spooning the dark, the one that Tirek himself dreads, whose dreams fester with abominable-“
>Lot of vocabulary for a colt
“And where did you these things? Sir, please-“
>You steady the stallion with your hooves as one of his manic twitches nearly sends him off the bed
“Just try and calm down. I can assure we’re all tough, chest-fluffed mares who can handle and protect you from whatever ‘thing’ is coming for you. But you have to talk and work with me-“
>”-blind as bat and fierce as Tartarus, the mare with a thousand young, second oldest of the Elders, that sinks its fangs into all that bathe in its sickly glory, and so it comes to torment all! As he predicted-“
“He?”
>”Yes HE! The one! C-C-“
>The colt began to seize up as it pointed to a black book on the floor
“Somebody get the doc. He’s having colt hysteria, it’s bad.”
>You pick up the book in question however, and it immediately feels wrong to the touch, it’s leathery composition both familiar and frightening
>You look back up at the stallion to see its mouth open, legions of snakes and insects pouring forth from it, as it’s spine makes a sickly crackle as it is ripped to pieces by an utterly diabolical-
>”Topaz!”
>WHA-
>You look up to see the stallion appearing as normal again, being attended to by the kindly old doc
>What the buck was that?!
>You take a swig from your hidden cask of cider to steady yourself as Quartz comes to your side
>”You alright? You kind of blanked out there for a minute and started shaking like one of your fits-“
“I’m fine.”
>”You been taking that medicine from Trotham Asylum?”
“I said I’m fine. Just, tired… musta blanked for a minute.”
>”If you say so sis. So what’s that?”
>You look inside the book
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>>27847879
“ ‘The Ponenomicon, by the Mad Saddle-Arabian Ahoof Alhazred.’; It’s signed off from a library in Ponyville. From none other than Princess Twilight’s castle.”
>”Really?”
“Yeah. Thing is, this book wasn’t taken out by her.”
>You point to the mare on the floor, who was now being tended to by a ditzy colt nurse
>”How do you know that it wasn’t Mrs. Cranee over there?”
“Simple. A. This hoof print in the back is hers, but she didn’t stamp it. It lacks the same ridges in the skin-“
>”That she has, since she’s an old mare.”
“Exactly. B. This mare couldn’t have read it, as her bookmark is sitting on the table.”
>”What if she just got done?”
“Can’t be. This book was checked out earlier today, just a few hours before this incident supposedly happened.”
>”So somepony took the book out in her name and brought it here? It could be possible, but they’d really have to hurry and catch the train perfectly… But why?”
“I think this is staged to cover up a third party. Because see this candle?”
>You point to the old-timey candle on her desk, as it burned brightly, illuminating the apartment
“It’s still going. And it’s been going since before you got here right?”
>”Yeah…”
“So… Uncontrollable or accidental dark magic would destroy any light in the room. But this shines. And since there’s no magical trace of dark energy in the room, it tells me that either it wasn’t used at all…”
>”Or the user was too skilled in it to leave behind any evidence.”
“Exactly. Which means they’re still out there?”
>”You going to Ponyville tomorrow to investigate then?”
“Don’t have much choice. It’s the only lead right now, but this room should continue to be examined.”
>”Agreed. I’ll get someone on it. Let’s get out of here for now, we’ll let the others make this sure this gets locked down. Don’t want Yellow Presses getting a hold of this one. Not after she-“
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>>27847890
>She knew what she meant to say
>That mare humiliated you when you went to Trotham, publishing your incident as a sensationalized attack on the Ponice force
>Rotten blue-beaned bitch
>You both exit the building, as you flip another candy cigarette out and begin to suck on it
>”Look, you should go get some rest before you go. Sorry if this ends up being a dead end case, or worse…”
“It’ll be fine. I’ll get it done. Thanks for getting me in on it.”
>”If you say so…”
“What?”
>”Just. I’ve got a bad feeling about this one actually, and I just hope it doesn’t turn into something dangerous.”
“Can’t be all bad.”
>”I just… Feel uneasy. There is some force at play that we don’t know yet. It feels weird. I might try and get somepony to team up with you on this one since I’ll be unavaila-“
“If you can’t do it, send no one. I’ll go on my own.”
>”Just give them a chance. I’ll send them by your place at nine AM, and maybe you can see how it goes.”
“I’ll ditch them quick.”
>”Just give it a shot. And T?”
“Yeah?”
>”Take care of yourself.”
“Yeah. Good luck out there.”
>You awkwardly depart from your old friend, and slink back to your apartment
>You throw open the door, then close and lock it, and with a sigh throw yourself down on your creaky, unwashed and cheap bed
>You hear your stomach rumble, but you ignore it
>You can barely afford food anyway, and you doubt there’s anything in the fridge besides booze
>And you didn’t feel like drinking right now
>You look over at your alarm clock, which reads 3:33
>Ugh
>You give it a slap, and it changes back to the actual time
>2:31 AM
>You hate how you alarm clock sometimes showed 3:33 randomly
>Buckin’ annoying
>You strip down all your clothes, and curl up in bed, grabbing your tiny second pillow to cuddle, pressing it close into your thick tuft as you nip at its corner, pretending to be nibbling on some colt’s ear affectionately
>Sigh
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>>27847900
>You just wanted a colt to cuddle with
>Just one to herd with, and spoil and love
>But who would want a gross mare like you?
>You drift off into dark dreams…
………………………
>You awake to the sound of knocking
>You glance over, giving your faulty alarm clock a pre-emptive smack to change the time to normal
>9:02
>Shit
>You quickly stumble out of bed and scramble to at least get yourself, (never mind the train-wreck of a room), to be presentable
>You manage to get little done, and although you look slightly better, you still have that ‘I just fucking woke up face’ as you eventually open the door
>”Hi there. Topaz, right? Q sent me to work with you.”
>In front of you was a large, bipedal ape-being with a suit and tie, and prominent bulge where-
>She didn’t
>”My name’s Anon, it’s nice to meet y-“
“SHE SENT A COLT TO WORK WITH ME?! WHAT KINDA BUCKING JOKE IS THAT?!”
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>>27842698
I like it, would read more
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>>27847834
>candy cigarettes
How adorable.
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>“SHE SENT A COLT TO WORK WITH ME?! WHAT KINDA BUCKING JOKE IS THAT?!”
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>>27845918
>Several things happened as you let go.
>First and foremost, your waifu fell right on top of your cock,
>You slid right into her, aided by the veritable stream of girl-cum she'd been dripping on top of your cock.
>Secondly, you heard a high pitched shriek.
>Now, you've heard dragon waifu mad in the past.
>After you were first kidnapped, an entourage of knights from Euqestria had tried to "Save" you.
>Really though, it boiled down to re-kidnapping you, with demands for free sex after the fact.
>Your love had shown up in all of her vicious fury.
>Incidentally, as she flew over head, breathing fire and incinerating all of the ponies in her way, you had caught sight of her cooter beneath her tail.
>That was when you knew she was the one for you.
>Dragon waifu REALLY wasn't expecting that.
>Thirdly, You felt the incredible sensation that is Dragon Pussy.
>It was warm.
>VERY warm.
>Dragons are, by nature, hot blooded creatures who survive in the volcanoes of the mountains of Equestria.
>Every so often the dragons will go on migration to these pools of magma, where they will socialize with others in their Eldrich ways if they are adults, or in lesser ways if they are youngsters.
Dragon pussy, as you came to discover, is VERY, VERY HOT.
>As she sank down onto your cock, she shrieked in a way you'd only thought possible for a banshee.
>You'd dick was absolutely overwhelmed by the heat.
The base of your cock, as well as your balls, were sudden;y coated in a thick, musky scent as fluids began to drip out of her and onto your cock.
>She had orgasmed.
>The two of you sat there, panting for a good long while.
>Her face was red as the sun at sunset.
>You could barely breathe. It felt as though you were being strangled in the lungs and heart.
>Later on, you'd realize that this was what love felt like all the time.
>But that wasnn't now.
>"Anon!!" She shrieked, trying her hardest to look angry at you. "T-that's not--"
>Her vagina clenched down hard on you.
>You orgasmed.
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>>27848162
I'm too tired and drunk to go on.
I will finish tomorrow though, I promise.

I have a terrible habit of not finishing shit. I don't know how. I wanna finish Mac and Family, but I feel like I've written myself into a corner. I don't know how Shukaku does it...
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>>27847914
Been playing dark corners of the earth? I like it.
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>>27848197
Filler. Think of boring everyday situations and just stuff contextual shit in there. Seriously, try rereading some of his greens.
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>>27847914
FUCK I LOVE ELDRITCH TERRORS AND ABOMINATIONS FROM THE VOID.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsW72KIOd8U

>anon doesn't have anything to do with the eldritch shenanigans
aww

MORE
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>>27847914
I'm reading it, I like it. I'm not sure why since I can;t put my finger on anything in particular that I like, but I just plain like it.
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>>27847879
>>You pick up the book in question however, and it immediately feels wrong to the touch, it’s leathery composition both familiar and frightening
>>You look back up at the stallion to see its mouth open, legions of snakes and insects pouring forth from it, as it’s spine makes a sickly crackle as it is ripped to pieces by an utterly diabolical-
spooky as fuck

at first i thought it was going to be a silly little horse story but that doesnt strike me as something silly
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Did that one changeling story ever get finished?
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>>27848543
Snippet is kill
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>>27848556
rip
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Femanon always gets shit on in RGRE- having to change to fit the new society's norms and whatnot. How about we just have a team-mom Fem being herself and still attract colts with her pleasant attitude while mares around her wonder how such a beta female can be so smooth?
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>>27848614
nah
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>>27848614
>"Hey, green bean!"
>Hmm?
>You look down to the tiny rainbow pony
>Was she referring to you?
>"Yeah. Talking to you!"
>She was!
>What a pleasant nickname she gave you!
>"I see you eyeing Caramel like he's a hot piece of meat. Stop that. He's mine, you got that?"
>What is she saying?
>Oh well, it doesn't really matter
"Oh. OK! I got this, umm, Blue McSpeedy!"
>That's a good nickname, right?
>Her eyes widen and tears start to well up
>"Y-You, you meanie!"
>And she runs off
>Oh, dear
>Was there something wrong that you said?
>Now you feel kind of bad for making the poor thing cry

Obliviousness is amazing on all genders
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>>27848674
>Rumors start to spread
>"Rainbow got utterly roasted by Fem!"
>"No way. The one that makes peanut butter crunches?"
>"That one! Mare, I heard she had Rainbow blubbering on the ground and then spit on her!"
>"Woah. Didn't know she had it in her."
>Fem is seen as a complete thug
>All she wanted to do was to make horsefriends
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>>27848297
Humans are best eldrich abominations.
>>27847914
I like it, please keep going.
>>27848197
Keep at it, snippy
>>27848674
>>27848767
Aww, so cute.
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>>27848614
>not putting Femanon through an emotional meat grinder.

buddy...where do you think you are right now?
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>>27848881
Shit would undoubtedly be leagues harder for a woman in rgre than for a man.
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>>27848881
>Day femanon in RGR Equestria
>Cute ponies are cute.
>Thunderbro Lane is over again to hang out.
>You watch the xbox together, both longing for the day when Equestria finally gets the technology to repair your television.
>Man you miss vidya.
>You deserve this though.
>Your friends always warned you this would happen.
>But you didn't listen.
>"FemAnon, don't be a consolefag, one day you will be stranded on an alien world without a television and then you will regret it."
>You wish you'd listened to them.
>If you used a P.C. you could just play your games on some spare royalty.
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>>27848297
It's pretty blatantly a reference to the changelings, most likely Crysalis. Or some OC donut steel changeling Queen.
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>>27849178
At least partially, anyway. He left room for interpretation throughout most of it. Presumably for our OC big bad, who is apparently some kind of mad seer.
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>>27841693
Yes daddy
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I want to see a story about an anon that knows about reversed gender roles, so he decides to act like a male version of jeanette from VtM: B
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>>27849246
>VtM: B
wut
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>>27849253
One of the biggest semen demons in the entirety of video games.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QqNlJ-K4d-0
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>>27846338
>Hand-holding.

Of course you people loved that part you FUCKING degenerates!
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>>27849841
I'm actually a romantic at heart.
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>>27849908
celestia has a snek smile.
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>>27849246
>>27849271
>wanting a malk anon
>wanting a fishmalk at that
better clans exist
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>>27849980
That is a snek smile.
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New idea,

>anon is transported to equestria with his little sister
>anon has a REALLY STRONG big brother instinct, multiplied ten times over ever since he doesnt have the support of his parents
>Little fem anon is too young to understand the gravity of the situation theyre in
>she like 4 or 6 (depending on the writer)
>something something RGRE
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>>27850050
>Be Anon in Equestria.
>Little pony bites you and run off cackling.
>Be VampireAnon in Equestria.
"Vaht ze fuhk vas zat? AH AH AH AH"
>Why are you talking like this?
"Goddamnit Anon, fix your voice."
>Off in the distance you see a town
"Vun building AH AH AH"
"Tvo buildings AH AH AH"
>You turn away from the town and just look at the ground as you walk
>When you arrive you find the town is run by magical ponies
"I fvucking hope these vuns aren't biters too"
>"Hi!
>One of the ponies has come up to you.
>It's black with red racing stripes and a spoiler strapped to it's back
>"I'll show you around town if you get this crap off of me"
>"You'vve got a deal"
"Vun sticker AH AH AH"
"Two stickers AH AH AH"
>"You don't need to count them, just get them off of me"
"I'm not doing it bvy choice. Evher szince one ov you poniez bit me zis schit haz been happening."
>"On second thought, I'll show you to the horsepital first and then we can deal with my problems. Yours sound much worse."
"Tvank you, lets do zat"
>The unsightly pony leads you through the town
>As you go you have an urge to count the ponies.
"Five ponies AH AH AH"
>You really hope these ponies can help you.
>This shit got old really fucking quickly.
>Something something RGR enough

>>27849980
>>27850073
I want to hug sneklestia.
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>>27849980
>>27850073
Serpentia
The three races are venomous, constrictors, and Quetzalcoatls
Celestia is a big, strong, venomous flying snake
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>>27850317
With a cute widdle snek snootie and cuddly tumtum.
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>>27850320
All the cold-blooded sneks want to cuddle Anon, he's so warm!
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Assassin Anon, gets teleported to Equestria because reasons.
Works for Pinkie Pie in the morning
Carries out royal decree from the Princesses at night
Eliminates "trouble" targets.
Anon now has to use skills from the female assassin book.
All of this is nonlethal.
Anon is confused.
Something something RGRE.
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>>27850864

>Anon has to learn seduction like female assassins back on Earth
>Is confused when they don't actually wand him to have sex with targets in order to get closer to them.
>'Assassination' in RGRE just means pranking ponies instead of killing them
>Anon's bosses hear about what he expected this to be like and are horrified that human females force males to do stuff like that.
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>>27849908
that feel
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>>27850864
>Be Assassin Anon in Equestria.
>Elite hired killer.
>Back on earth there wasn't a target you couldn't handle.
>You personally killed the leader of Seal Team Six after he turned traitor for Al Ibaba.
>Recruited by the leader of the horse nation, Princess Celestia.
>Deployed under her trusted underling Pinkie Pie.
>Your mission:
>"Bake some alien cakes for me or something."
>"I'm hungry enough to eat like forty, so make as many as you can."
>"Bro I know you got this."
>"Yours, Princess Celestia."
>This will be your hardest mission yet.
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>>27850909
Oops sorry I thought this was AiE
>>27850894
>>27850864
>Anon is revered and reviled as capable of doing ANYTHING to get the job done.
>Just make sure you are clear about what it is you want done.
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>>27850864
>"Kill Haytler."
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>>27850932

>Anon is ordered to assassinate a Saddle Arabian terrorist leader as his first mission.
>Is confused when Celestia freaks out about killing his target.
>
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This thread reminds me of when that guy posted a picture of Main six interlocking tongues saying:

"This is technically not lewd"
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>>27850994
>"Ah'm not so sure about this, Twi."
>"It's not gay if the ovaries don't touch. Right?"
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>>27850909
>Be assassin anon,
>Assnon
>After 3 days of trekking, you finally see a small village.
>Thank the heavens, you're thirsting to death.
>You drag yourself towards the village, slowly losing conscience.
>Are those horses?
>That's it, all your life training to be the ultimate being of stealth and death,
>and you're going to die hallucinating colorful horses.
>You black out

>You awake to the sound of hospital instruments.
>Mm~ is this assassin heaven?
>So warm and fluffy.
>Warm and fluffy?
>You jump up surprised, your finely honed body slipping into practiced motions.
>You hold something against you, reaching to your back for the hidden pistols
>Where the hay are your pistols
>What the hay
>What The BUCK
>BUCK
"BUCK!"
>Why can't you swear?"
>You hear stomping feet behind you
>Horse apples, you forgot to check your surroundings
>Looking around you see
>see...
>Colorful hor, no, ponies.
>Reminds you of that kid's show.
>My little something
"Back the buck off! I can kill this... this pony in 700 ways."
>You feel something.
>Your assassin senses are buzzing like crazy.
>What is it?
>Where's the danger?
>"Hello anonymous,"
"Who the hay said that!?"
>"Causing a ruckus only 15 minutes into hospitalization?"
>A white bright horse walks into the room
>You shield your eyes from the light immediately, the fruits of your training
>You gotta learn after all those stun grenade sessions with mom
>"I seem to have underestimated you"
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>>27851009
I don't think ovaries would be touching in any case.
Unless they plan on ripping them out and handing them to each other.
God, maybe that's how pones reproduce?
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>>27851009
Right.

Don't touch clits though either.
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>>27851022

>Anon gets captured
>implied brainwashing because he can't swear anymore

Continue
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>>27851022
Continue
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>>27851024
>ovary earrings
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>>27851022
>Anon is hired by Celestia to kill the gosh-darned you-know-what hole who made it so she can't swear
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>>27850100
Okay, what's the hook here other than society seeing it like a woman taking care of her little brother here?
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>>27851082
>The "almost but technically not a MILF" appeal
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>>27851022
>Be AssNon
>Why the hell is a horse talking to you?
>For the love of god, can it turn down a bit?
>Calm down Anon, keep it distracted.
"How do you know my name?"
>Keep it occupied with conversation.
>"I have my methods"
>Horseapples, she's being skittish on the details.
>"I must say, you have quite the record. Anonymous. Or should I say..."
>That's not a good silence, why is she stopping her sentence halfway?
>"Anon 46805872"
>Horseapples. Horseapples! HORSEAPPLES!
"What does that even mean?"
>"You know exactly what it means Anon 46805872. Please, would you kindly sit"
>BUCK
>You fall to your knees, releasing your hostage. Your hands resting on your lap, head bowed.
>Don't move.
>Don't blink.
>Don't breath.
>Wait.
>Just like mother taught you.
>Because You love Mommy, and Mommy loves you.
>And it has to HAS TO show.
>You hear somebody choke back a sob but you dare not raise your head.
>Not unless mother instructs you to.
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>>27851097

>brainwashing confirmed

YEESSSS!
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>>27850973
>"I can't believe you did that Anon!"
"You TOLD me to assassinate her!"
>"And DID YOU!?"
"Yes!"
>"What did you think we wanted you to do!?"
"You TOLD ME to kill her!"
>"With LAUGHTER. Kill her with LAUGHTER!"
>...
>Be Anon.
>You may have fucked up.

Alternate ending:

>"Why didn't you just send Pinkie?"
>...
>Be Celestia.
>You may have screwed up.
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>>27851103
Brainwash is trash tier and you should feel bad for liking it.
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>>27851123
this.
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>>27851123
>>27851133
Oh lighten up, I was referencing AA's Filly anon story.
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>>27851123

You wouldn't be mad if it was Anon doing the brainwashing rather than being the victim
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>>27851097
>AssNon
I don't know why I laughed so hard.
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>>27851160
>You wouldn't be so mad about it if you were the victim
FTFY
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>>27851161
Glad you liked it.
Always thought AssAssin was a l-lewd profession.
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>>27851160
No, I would still be miffed. Brainwashing in general is just a poor plot device.
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>>27851160
brainwashing is trash
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>>27851180
Sorry you didn't like it I guess?
Will try harder next time.
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>>27851189
There had better be a next time.
That means post more stuff
>>27851180
In general it is.
Just one of those things that's hard to do well.
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>>27851200
Bioshock did it great.
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>>27851216
Yeah, but we're not Bioshock, are we?
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>>27851216
Would you kindly not speak of Bioshock?
It hurts to think of atlas.
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>>27851226
>>27851216
Write us some Bioshock level quality RGR green, would you kindly?
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ITT: Passive-Aggressive critisism
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>>27851235
impossible, now we have the idea we'd be reading and second guessing every action that has a set of words behind it.
>Anon please, give me a hoof with these groceries would you?
>you help the purple pony with the bags of shopping, after all you're a helpful guy
even though bioshocks getting remastered you cant get the same magic of the soul crushing realization that you've been a slave all along.
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>>27851335
I really love your comment. But next time, I'm kinda hoping you'll write something with a little more quality and relevance to the conversation.

I mean, you don't have to or anything, it's just that some people might be worried that you're wasting their time.
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No hurt/comfort?

>"Moonie."
>You don't say anything.
>"Moonie, please."
>Please what?
>Please go away.
>Go away and leave you to your moping in bed.
>Arms wrap around you from behind and you feel yourself being pulled into Anon's chest.
>Dammit.
>Anon's upped the ante in comfort.
>He's just going to be upset with you when this doesn't work.
>No wonder your roommate always used to leave you alone when you were being miserable; you just make things worse for everypony.
>What a useless pony.
>Just leave, Anon.
>Leave and let Moondancer dream.
>"Let me in, Moondancer."
>Anon presses a kiss into the tangled, oily mess you call a mane and gives you belly long, slow strokes.
>Despite yourself, you being to feel a little bit better.
>He's not leaving.
>He isn't cringing away from your however-many-days-unwashed mane.
>He's not getting fed up that you feel miserable despite his help.
>The dragon claw constricting your heart loosens its grip a little bit, and the relief you feel is palpable.
>He cares.
>He really cares.
>You feel a smile grace your face and you grab Anon's hand with your forearms.
>Anon responds with a chuckle, and he kisses your head again.
>It feels good.
>REALLY good.
>"Wanna take a bath?"
>You nod and feel the back of your head rub up against his chest; he feels it too.
>He slides out of bed and drags you with him, standing upright and pulling you into his embrace.
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>>27851590
Wash that pony.
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>>27851590
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>>27851590
time for a hardcore bath.
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>>27851711
Hardcore like porn or hardcore like death metal?
>Anon violently rubs the soap against Moondancer's coat while headbanging and yelling gibberish in an exaggerated deep voice
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>>27847834
>Miskaequinic

Hmm. Tell me little pony, have you seen the yellow sign?
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>>27851590
daww
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>>27851773
>Gibberish
You focken wat m8?
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>>27851174
made me chuckle
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>>27845329
>you will never accidentally whore yourself out to a pony

Why live.
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>>27852251
Because Horseland doesn't have male suffrage.
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First frame: Bomb Shell splashed with water and almost crying, mares walking by laugh and whistle with mocking "haha, bomb shell EXPLODED near that stallion"
Second frame: same, but how Anon have seen that: she's wet and sexy, like from TV commercial, with droplets slowly moving through the air and jealous mares whistling "ha ha... bombshell exploded near that stallion..."
Third: anon holds his chest, almost unconcious from 3rd grade hnngg and sudden desire to become pony fucker

In case if I will not change my tablet screen till the end of next week and will not start to finally draw normal pictures again in digital for that thread.

More Shell when?
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>>27852414
Soon. Whether it's a one-shot or not, I don't know.
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>>27852414
i needs it
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>>27851773
can it be both?
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>>27852510
>Anon roughly pounds moondancer while aggresivly shampooing her mane.
Ì ̕͡A͘͘͞M̷̡̨͢ ̢̧͜͏͡P̡̀͟͢͝Ú҉R̵̀͢É͘͟!̵̴̀̕͠ ̷̷̛͟͝I͏͟ ̡̧̀A̸̶͢M̧̛͘ ͟͏̵͠T̵̶R̴̨͘U̴̢͡͏̛E͜҉!̷̢͞͝ ̸̢I̡̕͏̧ ̕A̸͢͝҉M͏̀ ͘͜͞À̧L͘͜͠L̴̵̡̧͜ ͘̕Ờ̷͢V̴͘̕É̀R̴̶̨ ̴̶̨͘͟Y̧̛͟͞O̵͏̵̧͘Ú̢͡!̕͟ ̸҉I͢͏̧̀ ҉A̛͏̵̛Ḿ̶̀͢ ̷̨̧́͜L̶̴̢͡A͏҉͡U̵̶̴͘͠G͢͞H͡!̢͠ ̵̢͘͡҉I҉̶͜͠ ͟͝͡A҉̷̸Ḿ̸͟͡ ͜͡͞S̶̴͘͡M҉̀͢I͏̴̛́͏L͏҉̴̕͢E̸͘!̷͟ ̀͘Į͞͞͝ ̡̧͘A͘Ḿ̶͠҉͘ ̨̧̛̀T̛͡͝͠H̢̛̕̕͠E҉̶́ ̴̨̢͠E̛A̶̵͟͠R̨̀҉̡͝T҉̵H͢ ̵̛̀͘Ḑ̷̡͘͞È̵͡͞F̧̢͜I̛͡҉L̀̀͡͞E͜͠D̸̴͝!̸̴̨̢͡

>Be Moondancer.
>The alien colt is weird but you can't resist the HMD.
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https://derpibooru.org/1195499

>Anon's house comes with him to Equestria
>Curious ponies try to figure out what all his appliances are for
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>>27848674
This is cute
I need more
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>>27851082
Would he be like the male version of the "Mega Milk" chick?
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>>27851097
Slasher? Izzat you?
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>>27851097
>>Because You love Mommy, and Mommy loves you.
>>And it has to HAS TO show.
Anonfilly in RGREquestria when
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>>27853110
no
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>>27853110
literally never.
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>>27853113
>>27853130
That was a reference to the anonfilly thread those two lines came from
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>>27853110
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>>27853147
Nobody cares about your shitty threads internal memes. Go back there if you want to play that fuckery.
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>>27853201
What? It's not a meme. I was saying that he took those two lines from some other faggot's post in the anonfilly thread.
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>>27853271
Samefaggot here. Forget I said anything, I don't want to get into an argument over something stupid and insignificant.
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>>27853301
NO
NO FUCK YOU
I WILL REMEMBER EVERYTHING AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO STOP ME
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>>27853301
Just go back to your thread and take your shitty concept with you.
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>>27853516
oh no
I fucked up

>>27853523
The shitty concept was brought here though. I don't even think there's an anonfilly thread right now anyway.
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>Mares doing things for Anon because they think colts are incapable
>From chopping firewood to doing the math skill test on the back of a lottery ticket, everything is an uphill battle for Anon
>This ends when he finds out where the worst offenders live and pisses on their doorsteps
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>>27845329
>You'll take him home, give him a bath, cook him a nice meal, and let him sleep in your bed!
>not feed him a bowl of eggs
I am disappoint pluggo. U should know better.
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>>27853767

>implying the mares won't think Anon is into them and simply marking his territory
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>>27853767
>It ends because mares are now too busy masturbating
>Anons pheromone packed piss has sent all the mares into early and extreme estrus
>mares are fucking everything
>Pegasus are fucking lamp poles and shit
>Princesses come over to investigate perverted town
>Go into estrus
>Only anon can cure it because that's how it works.
>Don't worry about the specifics.
>Princesses have to get Anon hard
>Can't do it
>Until luna puts his gun into her vagoober
>Anon has a /k/ boner that can not be satisfied
>EVERYTHING gets fucked
>If it has a hole, he fucks it
>if it doesn't, he makes one.
>Runs away to lands unknown in search of things to fuck
>Anon is remembered for his insatiable fucking
>Fathers warn their fillies that Anon will fuck them
>Little do they know, they're Ok with it.
>Father is actually cucked
>The wife got preggers cos Anon
>I don't know what i'm doing anymore
>But anyway, luna got off to the gun so she didn't get pregnant.
>Peeing on door steps is illegal now.
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>>27853825
Like a bear
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>>27853845
10/10 i came
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>>27853845
You...uh, doing okay there?
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>>27853845
>/k/ boner
Kek
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>>27848614
I always liked the idea of a lesbian anon flipping ponies.

You got that the anon is exotic, and exotic enough to make many ponies consider it just for the sake of 'why not just once'
You have a world where, in almost all headcanons here, the gender disparity is at least 3:1 if not up to 7:1 so even in non rgre stories lesbinaism is either the norm or cant really be frowned upon much without retarded laws or anti gay headcanons coming into play.
Then, and lets be 100% real here, even if a woman went to equestria, if they ever wanted to get off again, they would be going female, as a male is a 2 pump chump who id done for the day, cant get it more then 2/3 the way in on their own, and in useable length, smaller then average humans.

So, In comes a fem anon, she is exotic, in an rgre story she would likely be everything they are looking for in a colt, along with extras like they are actually interested in what you are doing, if out outright excels at it.
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>>27847914
You got me interested. I'd gladly read more.
Moar dark/spooky atmosphere and Ponenomicon pls.

>>27851097
This is interesting too.
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>>27853845
>"...and then they kissed."
>You put aside your quill and gaze proudly at what you just wrote.
>You can't WAIT for Princess Celestia to read your latest chapter of "Nightfall Twinkle and the Green Ape"!
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>>27853845
>vagoober
iv'e heard this several time but it made me belly laugh this time.
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>>27853767
That's not an uphill battle. That's being too autistic to accept help for anything.
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>>27853963
its autistic to no accept help for anything? damn. i knew i was autistic but this outs it on a completely different level.
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>>27853963
The ponies are as relentless as they are patronizing.
>"C'mon, Anon, let me do that math skill test. I know math and logical thinking is hard for colts."
>"Hand over the axe, colt, you'll just hurt yourself. What you need is a mare in your life to help out with this sort of thing."
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>>27854081
im looking to be entertained not pissed of.
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>>27854081
I would enjoy shutting them down hard.
>"Hand over the axe, colt, you'll just hurt yourself. What you need is a mare in your life to help out with this sort of thing."
"Too bad that will never be you."
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>>27854186
"Let me know when you see a real mare then."
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>>27854186
>Anon leaves swathes of disappointed and sexually frustrated behind him just by going through his daily routine
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>>27854186
>Behind the two of you, a group of mares start hollering
>"Yo! Twi just got roasted by, a, Colt!"
>>"OOOOOOO-"
>Today was a "sick disses, sis- erm bro" day
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>>27854081
>>27854108
> Anon starts coming up with things to do that ponies have difficulty with
> In the park with Applejack
"Oh shoot, the frisbee landed in the tree. Let me just climb up there and throw it down to you."
> "Don't you worry your pretty little head none, Ah'll get it for you."
> Appulhorse scrabbles at the base of the tree, but can't get up
> Gradually gets more and more frustrated, but reassures you that she'll get it
> After 30 minutes, she sighs
> "Lemme get one of the girls, they'll magic it down or something."
"Ah, thank you Applejack, you're a big help."
> Wait until she's gone
> Climb up and get it
> She and Twilight come back
"Oh, don't worry, I got it. It wasn't that high up, anypony could get it if they tried."
> Applejack stares at the ground, red-faced
> Twilight looks unsure about what's going on here
> "Well, alright then. If you ever do need my help, just let me know."
> She leaves
> Applejack pulls her hat down over her face in embarrassment
> You sit down next to her and Pat her neck
"Who's a silly pony?"
> "Anon, it was too high, you coulda got hurt!"
"Jackleapp, you didn't answer my question. Who is, a silly pony?"
> She sets her hat back on and glares weakly at you
> "You are!"
"I am literally built for climbing. That is why I have these totally awesome hands. Now, one last time, who is a silly pony?"
> You return her glare
> She tries to keep it up, but you're better at looking angry
> Applejack drops her gaze
> "Ah guess Ah am."
> You pull her into a tight hug
"Yes you are! You're a good pony too, but sometimes you go too far trying to look out for me."
> You can feel her blushing against your cheek
> "Uh, thanks Anon. Ah'll try to work on that."
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>>27854364

Nice one, Anon.
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>>27854364
That's cute.
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>>27854364
this was nice. thank you anon.
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>>27854483
>That jeep wrangler
Fuck i love AMERICA.
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>>27854364
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...

I swear this has been done before: http://pastebin.com/Jm9G3sTP line 1750 and after
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>>27854569
> Humans are for tree climbing
It seems like a fairly common scenario for playing up species based differences.
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>>27854364
>I want Applejack to call me "hun" and try to open a pickle jar for me
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>>27854762
>It seems like a fairly common scenario for playing up species based differences.
I guess.

I just meant to say that almost exactly that has been done befo in this thread. Wasn't saying what the other one was bad or anything, just drawing attention.
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>>27854784
In fact we need more applehorse. Gentle southern "let me care for you" sexism is better than than run of the mill "colts can't do shit" sexism.
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>>27854811
I'd like to see more tree-climbing Anon. Mares would see him as a nature-y, "free-spirited" kind of Anon who innocently spends his care-free afternoons climbing trees and playing around in fields of tall grass, maybe laying on his back watching the clouds go by and guessing at what they look like. Like that girl you had a crush on 10 years ago that always had a smile on her face and saw nothing wrong with wasting the day away having fun.
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>>27854762
humans are for persistence hunting
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>>27854851
But in reality he's just going about his day? Retrieving things from trees since he's the best at it, inspecting his grass to find traces of DINNER, looking at the sky to get an idea of the weather and the time?

He's not really some hippy free spirited bernie cuck, he's actually just a landscaper, that's not very well known because he works for a company out of town and his boss doesn't talk about how they have a colt doing hard work?
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>>27854869
>Twilight rears up on her hind legs, balancing with her forelegs spread out protectively in front of you.
>"No, you gals!"
>She stumbles for a moment, but regains her balance when she rests the back of her head on your crotch.
>"Anon isn't for sexual! He's for persistence hunting!"
>The small crowd of mares in front of you and Twilight remain unimpressed.
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>>27852414
>4th Supersecret panel. Anon fucks bombshell through a wall and every mare who mocked her couldn't watch away with a mixture of horror/envy and arousal as Anon plows B.S for more than 10 mins. already
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>>27854884
>Mares think of him as an innocent, untouched-by-the-corruption-of-the-world, "too good for this damned earth" sort of character
>He reminds older mares like Harshwhinny of her first fillyhood crush and coltfriend
>Most mares think of him as "untouchable" and none of them want to be responsible for "corrupting" him
>Anon is just going about his day and has no idea
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>>27854889
I love silly and awkward Twilight. This thread tends to demonize her too much.
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Is YOUR WAIFU worthy of the box, rgre?
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>>27854918
She has her heart in the right place most of the time.

ugh I'm cut between wanting to write about gentle southern Applejack or silly and awkward Twilight.
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>>27854935
My waifu spends most of her time in the pregnant box.
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>>27854869
>Pony drops her purse at the sugar cube corner
>Leaves
>Anon sees and picks up her purse, calls after and follows her
>She is scared at the BIG GUY following her
>Arms outstretched
>No matter how far she walks, he's always behind her
>She runs, really fast, and really far
>Anon follows at a fast walk
>She runs far away from town
>Huffing and puffing, she slows her running
>She looks behind while she rests
>After a while Anon is right back behind her
>She DODGE darts again
>Getting further before resting
>She rests a minute, but the AYY is behind her again
>She runs again, putting all her energy into it
>Eventually she can't run anymore
>She simply collapses in the grass, and feels too dizzy to continue
>She sees the Alien walking to her
>She can't do anything, she rolls on her back
>He stands over her
>"Please..."
>She pants
>"Please.... do-dont eat me."
>She huffs out with the last bit of her energy
>Anon just looks at her confused
>"No, you just dropped your purse."
>He puts the bag on her
>She looks at him flustered and frowns
>"RUT ME ALREADY!"
>"Later, i have an appointment with another mare in 30."
>Anon walks back the 10 miles in an hour.
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>>27854944
why not both
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>>27854949
kek
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>>27854949
"Here's your purse, ma'am."
>The mare sputters and looks between you and her friends.
>"It-it isn't a purse! It's a murse!"
>She snatches the "murse" back from you.
>"A mare-bag!"
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>>27854972
Come back to see me tomorrow, Anon, and you will find me a graveyard man with green for you.
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>>27854997
I AWAIT
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>>27855027
HE COMES
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>>27855027
>loose-mane applejack
Yes please.
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>>27853079
Sheeeit. [INDEX] in RGREquestria when?
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>>27855325
NO
I READ THAT
YOU FUCK OFF

I'd rather have Anonfilly
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>>27855373
>anonfilly
No, YOU fuck off.
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>>27855373
Oh come on, anon. Do you talk to your [MOTHER] with that mouth?
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There was a prompt for this last thread or so, thought I'd deliver a little.

> Be Anon, enjoying a late breakfast with your marefriend
> You suppose it's dinner for her, but French toast is always good
> Out of the corner of your eye you see two of the waiters gossiping, their eyes drifting towards you
> Luna's ears twitch
> You smile and reach for her hoof
"Something the matter, dearest?"
> She blushes at the hood holding, and you give it a squeeze
> Luna smiles a bit at that
> " 'tis nothing, I was but pondering what dreams to bestow upon certain worthies."
> You give her hoof another squeeze
"Aww, you're so sweet I could just eat you up!"
> Her eyes gain a slightly predatory light
> "There shall be time enough for that later, dear colt. It may be that some preparations wouldn't go amiss, though."
> She signals for a waiter, maintaining eye contact with you
> You lean forward, propping your head up on your palm, grinning
> Truth be told, you could gaze into her luminous eyes forever
> The waiter coughs uncomfortably off to the side
> "How may I help you?"
> Luna licks her lips
> "We require a bottle of syrup for private consumption. Return with it and bill the meal to my account."
> "Yes, your majesty."
> As the waiter passes behind Luna, he glares at you
> Once he is away, your grin widens
"Private consumption? How lewd, moonbutt."
> "I know thou art, but what bearing hath it upon my character?"
> She sticks her tongue out playfully
"Cute. Pardon me, dearest, but nature calls."
> Luna ruffles her wings
> "By all means, heed thy call and return swiftly."
> You stand up and make your way over to the bathroom
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>>27855458
> You never thought you would miss men's rooms from Earth, but population ratios are tricky things
> Urinals flat out don't exist, and the stallions' bathroom has fewer stalls to make space for a couch and a condom dispenser
> You were surprised that the two additions were largely unrelated
> Case in point, one of the waiters is lying on the couch, hoof dramatically draped across his forehead
> You ignore him and walk into a stall
> Just as you unfasten your pants, he speaks
> "I know what you are doing, gold-digger!"
> You sigh
"Considering I am standing in a stall, there is about only one thing I could be doing."
> You block out all sensation and focus on unlocking all your chakra
> After a breathless moment, you feel at one with the universe
> "How dare you p-pee when I am talking to you!"
"Sorry, I like my bladder more than you. Now, be sure to raise your voice and tell me exactly what you think about me."
> "YOU'RE A DARNED GOLD-DIGGER, TAKING ADVANTAGE OF OUR PURE, SWEET PRINCESS! YOU S-SL-STALLION OF LOOSE MORALS!"
> You do a little jiggle, then pack everything back up
> You open the stall and ignore the irate colt on your way to the sink
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>>27855469
"Would you say you all feel that way?"
> You can see his livid face in there mirror
> "YES! WE ALL THINK YOU ARE A SCOUNDREL!"
> That's when the bathroom door blasts off its hinges
> Your sweet, murderous marefriend stands on the threshold, eyes blazing, mane writhing, a small thundercloud shooting lighting around her rather fetchingly
> Your pants get a little tight
> She takes a deep breath
> The stallion's eyes widen
> "HOW DAREST THOU SPEAK TO OUR BELOVED SO? RECOUNT THY WORDS LEST YE BE FORCED TO RECOUNT THY TEETH, FOR FATE DOTH DECREE THAT THEIR NUMBER SHALL DECREASE!"
> Gods, you love that horse
> The stallion grovels before her
> "I- I didn't mean, um, my deepest apologies, you really are a cute couple?"
> Luna stares him down imperiously
> " 'Tis not I that thou shouldst humble thyself before."
> The waiter slowly turns to you, lowering his head in a fearful bow, but his eyes still held resentment in their depths
> Delicious
> "My apologies, M'lord, I spoke rashly. I now see you are an upright stallion, beyond reproach."
> You smile benevolently at him and pat his head
"Don't worry, we all make these little mistakes. Just be sure to be more respectful...of others in the future."
> You stride past him, Luna backing up to let you out of the room
> She hovers her wing protectively around you as you return to the table
> "Art thou well? Never did I imagine that colts would be so graceless as to shout libel at thee."
> You give her neck an appreciative pat and sit down
"I'm afraid I must have encouraged him in some way. I must say, though, you were quite striking when you came to my rescue."
> She blushes prettily at that
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>>27855477
> "Verily? It might be that I was a touch too forceful, but I could not bear to hear such vile language directed at so fair a stallion."
> You look down at your slightly cooled breakfast
"Hmm, it seems the experience has driven away my appetite. Shall we retire to your rooms?"
> Luna nods sympathetically
> "Of course, let us not spend a moment longer here."
> She deposits the cost of the meal and takes the bottle of syrup in her magic
> The two of you are undisturbed on your way outside the restaurant
> You walk beside her in the cool morning air
"You know,"
> She turns her head towards you
> You lean down and whisper in her ear
"Your display of mareliness back there has awoken quite a different appetite."
> Luna shivers for reasons quite unrelated to the temperature
> "I pray that I shall be enough to sate it, though it may be many delightful hours in the course of accomplishment."
> You kiss her cheek
"Aww, you always know what to say to make me happy."
> "That is ever my endeavor."
> Gods, you love this horse

The end.
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>>27855484
Cute.
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>>27855484
More!

Also, deadpan Celestia or Cadence.

>Cadence looks up from her tea to find thunderstorms brewing in the middle of Canterlot.
"Oh joy, Auntie Luna must be out with Anonymous again," she says dully.
>Then returns to tea as lightning cracks.
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>>27852736
I wonder what she thinks the middle pole is for
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>>27855484
oh fuck me that was super cute.

I've always wondered what sexual stuff the colt is responsible for. Do mares brag about the number of colts who licked their clit, or do mares get a "but colts NEVER do that!" moment when Anon goes down on them?
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>>27855603
She thinks it's like the teacups ride and it makes you spin faster.
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Anyone have that paste where Anon is trying to dig a hole, but Applejack keeps coming over to try and do it for him because RGRE?
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>>27852736
>Two settings: Sun and Moon
>Sun setting is like a gentle hot tub
>Moon setting spins and sloshes the occupant around and gives the impression of being on a water slide
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>>27855682
http://pastebin.com/u/LaPsbin
Diggy Hole.
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>>27855682
LaP pastebin
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>>27855708
>>27855714
Thanks.
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>>27853079
I tried to forget that happened man, what the fuck?

Now i gotta break open my fresh bottle of bleach, thanks.
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>>27855484
I wanna say not RGRE.

But my heart wants more cutie luna.

She's best princess.

>tfw no Luna to shoot with
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>>27855919
>mfw I nailed three ground squirrels with three rounds a few days ago
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>>27855933
>those dubs
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>>27855933
>tfw live in a commie country and can't shoot the furry fuckers eating my fucking vegetables
>tfw had to use my Air rifle instead.
>tfw fucker ran away and will probably be back tomorrow.

I hope the lead pellet kills him, gotta hit the eye next time.

I should buy a 1000 fps air rifle and shoot squirrels. Maybe a .22 long barrel with sub sonic ammo.
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No! Bad /k/! Talk about guns somewhere else! You're gonna attract Texans!
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>>27855987
EVERYTHING'S RGRE IN TEXAS
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>>27855987
Too late y'all, we're already here. Yeehaw!
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>>27855965
That sucks, man. I've been shooting the furry little bastards since I was six years old. Always getting into the family garden.
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>>27856003
>The inane amount of swole-swole juice Applejack consumed has left her with more...masculine features
>Applejack is now a RGRE trap
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>>27856003
>Macintosh
>thinking he can lift anywhere near as much as a Mare
That's adorable. Wrong, but adorable.
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>>27856084
With that much muscle, these two should just be immobile masses of flesh, unable to do anything. In addition, if the same logic applies to the rest of their body, then birthing foals would be impossible, as the child would literally be unable to crawl out and die of asphyxiation. Full control over vaginal wall contractions have no meaning if the loosest you can go is equivalent to a 2 inch PVC pipe.
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>>27856138
>the child would literally be unable to crawl out
>implying they wouldn't have swole foals
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>>27855987
What's wrong with Texas?

>>27856065
Yea i know, the laws really suck sometimes.

I need to find out how quite a .22 can get without a suppressor, and if at that point it can still do damage at about 20 yards.

>>27856082
trapplejack sounds great. I gotta draw this. But what would she wear to cover up her vageole, and instead make it seem like she has a set of balls?

>>27856084
This image almost makes me puke, it's just a tumors mound of 'muscle' it's not even muscle, looks like CANCER.
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>>27856198
>what would she wear to cover up her vageole

The premise is that she looks masculine, not that she's a legit transsexual.
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>>27856195
Their wombs would be graveyards.
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>>27856195
Nope, the only way you can extract the foal is through a C-section, but with all that muscle fiber being cut through, do you really think that it's gonna be a pretty recovery process? Plus, having a C-sections prevents the offspring from receiving the bacteria necessary for a strong immune system. Even if the mother survives, I don't think the child wont lead a healthy life. I mean, hell, I actually like strong chicks, but there's a limit, man.
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>>27856231
*will lead*
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Look, guys, it's just a funny picture. Can we stop talking about dead babies now?
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>>27856231
You're one of those dicks who watches an action movie and keeps saying "that's not how it would happen in real life" aren't you?

You always ruin the movie and nobody likes you. You don't deserve to feel good about yourself because everything you do is wrong.
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>>27856204
>legit transsexual
That would mean she would be chopping her, whatever the female to male equivalent is.

I was just working with a trap who knows he's a trap premise. Not an androgynous jack.
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>>27856246
I had an older brother.

HE DIED AS A BABY.

Now i'm the oldest. life has a way of working out in the end.
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>>27856252
>cut out her ovaries and tape them below her clitoris
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>>27856251
Don't tell me you're actually defending that picture.
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>>27841234
is it <i>really</i> righteous to ask a sub-alicorn to cook for itself???

whatever its metabolic state.
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>>27856275
I'm defending being able to shut the fuck up and not turn every little thing you don't like into a big deal, you jackass.
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>>27856294
><i>
Fuck off newfag
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>>27856251
>>27856295
>"Woah, this guy's making statements I don't like!"
>"I'm gonna get mad at it because it bothers me when I could've just ignored it! Wow, anonymity really helps me with being more toxic than what I'm replying to!"
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somebody do something with this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nRJB036ev2Q
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VWgsdexkv18
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>>27856251
>>27856295
>>27856318
>>27856337
Shut the fuck up, everybody dies in the end, nobody cares.
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>>27856370
There's too much patriotism and I haven't earned American citizenship yet so no.
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>>27856251
>>27856295
>>27856318
>>27856337
>>27856384
Get a room you faggots.
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>>27856385
>too much patriotism
what kind of faggot are you?
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>>27856370
Amoeba had a war story, but since he's not writing anymore someone else will have to do something.

>>27856385
>Too much patriotism
Shut up Bernie, you lost.
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>>27856463
>Amoeba
Looks like we know who he really was.
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>>27855477
> RECOUNT THY WORDS

It's actually "recant". To "cant" is to talk, so recant is kinda an "undo".
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>>27856489
>Looks like we know who he really was.
An American?
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>Anon will never find a proper job in RGRE.
>Employers will not give them an opportunity in any post, not only because of his gender, but because of his complete lack of magical abilities.
>His unending pursuit for a stable source of income drives him to the entertainment industry in Manehattan, where he will discover how to apply his natural skills honed from years of shitposting on 4Chan into introducing an unheard-of form of entertainment into Equestria.
>Stand-up comedy acts.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n450GmN2Yfk
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>>27856554
I liked this one better

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0d1P77VkKA
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>>27856557
>tfw always idolized America above every other country
>tfw still do
>tfw it's going to shit for exactly the reason the other nations went to shit

I wish i could afford to immigrate. I'm working hard to gather enough, and blow this socialist shit hole.
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>>27856585
we can still save it! some how.

which socialist shit hole do you live in?
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Damn does it feel good to be free.
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>>27854913
>through a wall

Why is there a wall at his way of giving B.S the best, wildest and longest rut of her life that Equestria has never seen before but watching right now in envy? Or did I missed something here?
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>>27856195
MOTHER
I HAVE ARRIVED
WITNESS ME
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Shit, I'm stuck between writing either more happy-go-lucky Fem or a Bomb Shell green. I'll let you guys decide, but for now, sleepytime junction calls.
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>>27856547
I want to rape that smirk off Twilight's face.
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>>27856853
BOMB
SHELL
GREEN
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>>27856890
This desu senpai.
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>>27856613
200% FREEDOM
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>>27856968
>Implying Equestria runs on a democracy
More like 5% parliament, 95% absolute rule
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>>27856981
America was never meant to be a democracy. We lost our beautiful republic.
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>>27857013
this.
we were a contitutional republic and know were becoming another socialist shithole.
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>>27854948
>"Umm, Anon, I don't want to be a bother, but the box is too small. My tummy won't fit" says Fluttershy while looking at the floor, as she had done something wrong.
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>>27856981
>Be princess Celestia
>Luna brought you a new thing
>It's like a minotaur except less furry
>It tells you to democracy
>"Hey, go democracy"
"Wuts democracy?"
>"Democracy is democracy."
>Sounds legit
"Attention ponies, today we are going to democracy"
>Ponies all line up to vote
>Many of them try to vote for you, but you bat their pencils away from the box with your name whenever they try
>Luna is now president
>Now she can deal with all that politics while you go do something fun for once
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Edited my crappy rushed scene.
http://pastebin.com/y4nLFngq
Alright, I changed a shit ton of stuff in that scene that I rushed and nearly completely changed it to a slightly less shit scene. Gonna eat some waffles mixed with melted chocolate, cheese, and corn flakes.
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>>27857204
Post it.
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>>27857262
Eh sure.

>>27857204
>Cheese pats you on the back and just as quickly follows the mare outside the room.
---
>Shooting the promo was quick; everything went smoothly as they should.
>You stretch your arms upwards and yawn.
>Cheese chuckles.
>"Still exhausted from our last match? I kinda understand though. You took nearly all the spots."
>You nod to Cheese and stretch your back.
"Yeah, man. We didn't have any cooldown inbetween them. First time I actually tried out mostly aerial moves in a match."
>"But hey, it worked, didn't it? Everyone loves you. You're cheered, even though you're a heel."
>You grunt in agreement.
"Kinda wish that I could do technical works too for the crowd. I know that got me over in the independent scene."
>Cheese stops and looks at you.
>"Gonna change and take a shower. Might take a while. You with me?"
>You shake your head at Cheese.
>"Alright, I'll go on ahead. You, uh, go hog the food table or something. See you later."
>Cheese hurries on to the locker room, leaving you alone to yourself.
>Now what?
>A rumbling in your stomach confirms your next action as you move to the food table.
>It was large and full of different kinds of food.
>Sandwiches here, brownies there, buffalo wings just over there, fruits near.
>You couldn't begin to think of the budget they probably had misplaced to put such a banquet of food on a table.
>You begin picking up grapes, apples, and sweets and stuffing your face with them.
>The sweet taste of fruits and sweets were captivating.
>The apple was crunchy and refreshing; each bite into the apple renewing your vigor.
>The grapes, however, were sweet and sour; the individual grapes like bombs of tang.
>The brownies couldn't get any more divine; the stringy caramel and slightly bitter dark chocolate brings you home.
>It was as if you found an oasis of taste in a desert of canned goods.
>You wonder how you could go back to instant ramen and canned meat.
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>>27857299
>A tap on your shoulder brings you out of your delicious reverie.
>"Hey, there."
>The hand that tapped you on you shoulder spun you around 180 degrees.
>In front of you is a minotauress roughly the same height as you, if not taller, and a lot muscular than you would expect from a cow.
>And by whatever cosmic deity you believe in, she is intimidating.
>"It isn't everyday that we get to see something as exotic as you are."
>You're unsure if it was you, but you could hear a bit of emphasis on the word "exotic".
>She's smiling and for a second, you swore you saw those muscles flex a bit.
>"The name's Belle, also known as the Horrible Heifer. Technical wrestler and all that jazz. Big fan of yours, by the way. High-flying colts are very uncommon here. The minute I saw you, I was hooked!"
>She's got her left hand planted on the wall, right beside your head.
>"Hey, why don't I give you some lessons on submission wrestling, huh? I can teach ya a thing or two about holds, y'know."
>You glance around and it seems that she's got your options covered.
>If you make a sudden move, she could just as suddenly step in front of you, or grab you.
>You silently curse the food table for being in a corner.
>"Of course, I know a lot about keeping someone reeeaaaal tight..."
>This is getting very uncomfortable for you.
>There's a muscular minotauress that has you trapped.
>You want to leave right now.
>You really, really want to leave right now.
>But you can't. You're trapped, dimwit.
>So the next best thing to do is to fight, isn't it?
>What can you use to hit her right now?
>You glance to the food table.
>Of course.
>"So, what do you say--"
>You snap your eyes shut and begin smacking Belle with a banana you grabbed.
>Each hit crushing the banana.
>She backs away and clutches at the banana peel on her face.
>She's dazed, and her vision is obscured by the peel.
>Taking this opportunity, you swiftly kick Belle in the groin and high tail it out of there.
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>>27857303
>Not without taking a few brownies and kicking Belle on the abdomen.
"Sorry, but I'm not interested!"
>You sprint as fast as you can to the locker room.
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It's pretty short, but eh. It's still somewhat better than the rushed scene.
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>>27857310
Where the fuck did my name go? Anyways, that's the new, not-retconned, scene.

Pastebin is up there, but still:
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>>27854935
Your herd gets you a husbandu box.
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>>27854972
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>>27857735
Fuck off back to /b/ with your stale, and also human, memes.
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>>27856582
the beast is gay. Only way to make it better is to set him on fire.
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>>27856968
Applejack is absolutely the most patriotic pony in Equestria.
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>>27857751

did you just call an image macro a meme you fucking noob lord.
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>>27855919
>Hold your breath as you pull the trigger
That Anon is fucking retarded, it actually makes me upset when I hear people give bad advice to others about shooting.
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>Anon brings mare over for dinner
>Mare is convinced that it's a date
>Accidentally serves her Anon's food - a dish that has meat in it
>Mare can't turn it down - the colt probably slaved over the stove for HOURS
>Takes a bite of the meat, fighting the urge to vomit
>....it's actually pretty good
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>>27858072
This is what happens when you post pictures of niggers. Page 8.
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Thread is so quiet, what happened?
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>>27858719
Everyone died
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Noo, not the writefags!?
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>>27858728
Let's get a couple of prompt bumps down here.
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>>27858719
cruise accident
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>>27858747
male stripper non in clothes are lewd rgrequestra
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>>27858728
I am writing and working. I hope to have this story done within the next thread, assuming it isn't rushed.
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>>27858768
There are no strippers in RGREquestria, only wearers.
>Is that Anon!? Why is he wearing that suit.
>Oh Celestia, he's putting on that tie in public?

>Be Anon
>As you put on your blazer, the mares around you fall to the ground.
>Silly ponies, it's not naptime yet.
>What's that smell?
>It's always there when you put on your blazer.
>Time for a new one you guess.
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>>27857310
Wow, Anon's a dick alla sudden.
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>>27858990
Yeah. Punching and knocking moos over.
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>Anon can't get a job anywhere.
>No one will hire a colt alien with no cutie mark.
>Anon is also tried of being babied by mares.
>Always wanted his own business.
>Notices that horses don't have porn.
>Anon makes Equestria's first porno studio with himself as the headliner.
>Could go full lewd or cute lewd depending on setting.
>Like Anon holds hooves with two mares at once. Also known as DHH (Double Hoof Holding) in the pony porno biz.
>Twilight's face when horsbando is selling himself... while also secretly his biggest buyer.
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>>27859308
Since woman here usually have to do a lesbian scene for people to notice them, does that mean Anon has to Hold hands with a stallion?
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>>27859308
>Anon discovers pony porn is terrible
>Like each porno is like a minute or two long at most
>Complains
>Ponies dismiss him as not understanding sex
>"Of course it's that length, dummy"
>Anon is put into remedial sex ed lessons
>Flunks them due to species differences
>"Anon dear, whyever would you think there isn't a bone in your boner? It's right there in he name after all."
>"I swear, how does a colt get as old as you without knowing sex has to happen during estrus?"
>Ponies decide he is just too pure a husbando
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>>27859308
Source?
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>>27859476
Twilight's sex ed could be actually informative.
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>>27859476
Green about anon being grossed out by pony sex facts when?
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>>27859583
>Horse sex
>Grossed out
Immersion broken.
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After being invited to dinner by Cadence, Anon is violently ill due to the pony's food containing various inedible substances to humans.

After vomiting his significantly stronger stomach acid and dissolving a hole through the table, he passes out cold.

Cadence is panicking like mad: she, against the advice of her husband and staff, cooked the meal herself. And now Anon is unconscious, possible 'dead'.

She tries to cover up her mistake by puppeteering Anon's unconscious self through Canterlot, as she tries to covertly get him to a hospital.

...Easier said than done.
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>>27859908
Like those comedies where they try to fake the dead guy being alive by throwing voices, moving arms and shit?
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>>27859916
Weekend at Nonnys
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>>27857303
>Many hardcore wrestlers have a signature weapon
>Anon's is a banana
>too hardcore for Ponies, someone might slip on the peel
Cue monkey puns from commentators
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>>27859476
but, horses dont have bones in their benis either. and show pones barely even have bones at all, so don't try and tell me that they might have one.
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>>27860313
Do I look like some kind of pony veterinarian to you?
No, I'm the fucking guy who defines the universe.
They have bones because It's funny.
They also are made of marshmallow and do not have any bones at all in a different scene.

>Be Anon in ponyland
>Some pony was getting all up in your face
>So you kicked him in the nads
>He went flying away into the distance, like ponies often do when punted.
>Later you find out he broke his dickbone
>Wait, ponies don't have bones
>They are made of marshmallow
>You know this because Twilight cut Pinkie Pie open to prove it
>If it was anyone other than Pinkie she cut open, you'd be worried.
>But good ol' Pinks can take pretty much anything and come back laughing
>You suspect she's similar to that white princess one you met who looked really weird whenever you saw her in your peripheral vision
>All tentacley and covered with eyes
>You're just assuming the weirdness in your peripheral vision is because magic, like much of the rest of the things around here
>You shrug and take another bite of Pinkie
>She's like a marshmallow that never runs out
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>>27860450
>Mares are literally made of marshmallow
>They're almost invincible, able to shrug off most physical injuries, and nearly immune to disease
>Stallions, however, are flesh and blood
>Their bones can break, they bleed, they suffer terribly from illnesses
>This is why mares are considered the dominant sex, while stallions are treated as glass princes
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>>27859583
I had to learn real-life horse sex facts, Anon. I hope you appreciate that.
Pony size: waist-height. If Anon is kneeling, a pony's head comes up to about neck-level.
I noticed that I use "turn to face" a lot. I really need to figure out a better way to say that Anon's looking at somebody else.

>You are Anon.
>You're lying on your back, enjoying the post-picnic springtime weather with your two best friends, Twilight and Applejack.
>Twilight's got her head resting on your shoulder and your arm wrapped around her body and the two of you are watching the clouds go by.
>Applejack is sprawled out on your other side by your head.
>The tiny horse had wanted you to rest your head on her belly, but you were too heavy for her.
>You think she was more embarrassed than she was disappointed when it became clear that it wouldn't work out well for her.
>Twilight points her hoof towards a patch of whispy clouds, looking as though they were swept across the sky with a broom.
>"That one looks like a Cirrus cloud!"
>It sure does, Twilight.
>It sure does.
>You enjoy a brief moment of silence before Twilight spots another group of clouds floating into view.
>She points to a big, fluffy clump of clouds that are a bit lower to the ground than the last ones were.
>"And those ones look like Cumulus clouds!"
>Jesus Christ, Twilight.
>The mare tends to take the fun out of these "imagination" games.
>But then again, she seems to enjoy herself a lot when you and her do shit like this, so you're more than happy to let her play the way she wants to.
>God, you love spring.
>Not too hot.
>Not too cold.
>Not mosquitos like the summer.
>No hard ground and chilly puddles of water like the fall.
>You take in a deep breath through your nose, loving the smell of spring wildflowers.... and get an olfactory gland full of something foul.
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>>27860674
>You sniff once more (gentler this time; no need to blind your nose with the stench) and discover that it's coming from Applejack.
>....it smells like piss.
>Did Applejack piss herself right next to you?
>She better not have.
>With Twilight distracted by identifying the clouds, you discreetly turn your head to see what Applejack's up to.
>You're met with a facefull of orange horse ass sitting on top of puddle on your fucking picnic blanket.
>This nasty bitch just pissed all over your stuff!
>You poke her rump with an index finger.
>Soft, plump, but backed by an almost obscene amount of muscle.
>In short: she has a tight ass.
"What the fuck, Applejack? Why did you pee on my blanket?"
>Applejack jumps a little bit at your poking and turns to face you.
>She's got a blush so bright that you can practically feel the heat from way over here.
>"O-oh, whoops."
>Whoops?
"Seriously?"
>You sit up and scootch away from Applejack, shoving Twilight away from you so that you don't accidentally sit on her.
>Applejack stands up and turns to face you, not looking at ALL sorry.
>She doesn't even look a little bit embarrassed.
>If anything, she looks turned on.
>Is this how she's going to drop a weird piss fetish on you?
>She's not going to buy you dinner and talk you to while you're relaxing together in bed?
>>"Oh, honey, can we try something different tonight?"
>Nothing like that; not from Applejack.
>This is probably her idea of subtlety.
>"Sorry, partner. Ah was..."
>She licks her lips and quivers slightly.
>"...thinkin' of something else."
>This IS how she's dropping her fetishes on you!
>Man, you are not prepared for this.
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>>27860700
>Twilight, on the other hand, doesn't seem to be concerned at all that Applejack just peed all over you things.
>Doesn't she know how long it's going to take to get the smell of horse piss out of your blanket?
>Jesus, you aren't even sure you want to touch this thing now that it's tainted by AJ's idea of a good time.
>You know what? She probably doesn't know; you haven't seen a single mare take care of her own laundry since you arrived here in Equestria.
>Theses fucking ponies.
>The purple pony in question is pretty busy right now - sniffing the air and walking around in tight circles.
>Are they drunk?
>Are YOU drunk?
>Why are they DOING this?
>The sound of hooves on grass grabs your attention - that nice stallion from the clock shop has come to visit. You don't know his name, so you call him Doc Brown.
>He has no idea what fresh hell he's walking into.
>The poor, brave bastard.
"Hey, Doc! How's it been?"
>The brown stallion ignores you, not sparing a single glance as he marches resolutely towards Applejack.
"Doc?"
>CHOMP
>"Ahh~!"
>What the fuck?!
>Doc Brown gets one good bite on the back of Applejack's neck before you shove him off.
"What are you doing? Stop that!"
>First a horse pisses on your blanket, and now another one is biting your friend.
>Why are ponies such assholes today?!
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>You kneel down and knee-walk over to your orange friend to check for damages.
>Her fur is coarse (but soft), but you don't have time to enjoy the sensation as you dig through her fur to see if that bite left her bleeding.
>"Ah-Anawn?" gasps Applejack, pushing her body against your hands.
>She's a lot stronger than she looks, and she nearly shoves you over and onto your back.
>"Puh-please... Mmmm~"
>What a little fucking weirdo.
>You do a quick check on Doc in case he decides to bite you next.
>Doc is on the ground, wriggling and kicking his hooves ineffectively.
>Aww.
>Serves him fucking right.
>You-
>Applejack extends her long, disturbing horse-neck under your arm and shoves her face into your armpit, wriggling around and just generally having a gay old time.
>Something clatters over around Twilight and you turn to face her, worried that something's going down with her too.
>Twilight's still spinning in circles, but now she's made a mess of her lunch.
>She's kicking over plates of food, and she's using her magic to topple over the picnic basket.
>What is her problem today?
>A sudden shove brings you back to the present - Doc Brown's face is less than 6 inches away from your own.
>Startled, you fall backwards and get a good look at what he's doing.
>His floppy horse dick is out of its sheath, and he's trying to line himself up with Applejack.
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>>27857969
You're supposed to hold breath as you shoot fampai. This army marksmanship technique.
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>>27860720
>No, sir.
>Not on YOUR picnic blanket.
>Not today!
>You stagger to your feet and give his face a firm smack.
"Hey, no! No! You get out of here!"
>Despite how weird the situation was, you still had a few expectations.
>Doc bursting into tears and running away was not one of them.
>Why the fuck did he just try and mount Applejack in the middle of your goddamn picnic?

"Twilight?"
>Twilight stops ruining your homemade lunch and looks up at her.
"You wanna tell me what's going on here?"
>Twilight stares at you with glazed-over eyes, responding with only by whipping her tail back and forth.
>Oh, no.
>The whatever-the-fuck got her first.
>You crawl over to Twilight and try to ignore Applejack pawing at you as you leave her side.
"Twilight."
>You grab your purple friend's face with both hands and force her to look you in the eye.
"What the actual fuck is happening here?"
>Again, you still had a couple of expectations.
>And again, Twilight shoving her lips onto yours was not one of them.
>Twilight has the element of surprise on her side and manages to shove her tongue in your mouth.
>She wraps a hoof around your neck when you try and pull away, deepening the kiss and moaning loudly.
>Jesus, she sounds like a bitch in hea-
>.....
>No fucking way.
>Twilight talked to you about this, but you thought she was fucking with you!
>What kind of sapient, intelligent species goes into heat?!
>You grab the forearm wrapped around your neck with both hands and slowly pull her off.
>....but you're promptly interrupted by Applejack shoving her face into your armpit again, knocking you to the ground.
>For fuck's sake; really?!

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And then they fucked.
End.
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>>27860732
Extended epilogue:

>You are Time Turner.
>The human colt calls you "Doc Brown" and you have no idea why.
>You don't really want to raise a fuss, so you haven't bothered to correct him yet.
>He always struck you as a reasonable type, if a bit of a Janefilly.
>Not reasonable enough to SHARE, though.
>Estrus hit the local mares especially hard this year, and you were out shopping when the smell hit you.
>You'd been passing by Sweet Apple Acres and thought to yourself, "Timey Wimey? You're a pretty cute colt. You have a nice job, you're independent, and nopony thinks you're a slut. Why not see if you can't find yourself another nice mare for your herd this year?"
>And lo and behold, you found none other than Applejack and Twilight Sparkle just over the hill.
>Twilight was a bit "ehh" and could stand to lose a bit of weight.
>Some colts think that chubby mares are cute, but you aren't one of them.
>Applejack, though, was a different story entirely.
>You could cook a hayburger on those thighs of hers.
>You'd eat it right off her rump, too.
>No hooves, colt!
>Mmm!
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>>27860756
>Anon didn't seem to be doing anything important, and you thought this might be a chance for you to one-up him.
>You know, show him who's the head bastard here!
>He tried to get rid of you, but you were going to show him why all the other colts didn't buck with you!
>After you got Applejack in your herd, you were going to spread the MEANEST rumours about him.
>He'd go down to the spa to get his hooves done and AALLLL the stallions would laugh at him behind his back.
>Oh, he'd be MISERABLE then.
>...but your plans changed when he smacked you.
>How could he?!
>That hurt!
>You were too afraid to try anything with Applejack after that.
>Anon made it clear that he was the dominant colt here, and you high-tailed it before he and his herd did anything more to you.
>You don't really know what you'll do the next time he sees you.
>Oh, you HATE when another colt outranks you.
>Now you can't say ANYTHING about him without him chasing you away from your herd!
>This is the worst.


pastebin: http://pastebin.com/WCiyd9eE
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>>27860759
You went too horse.
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>>27860799
No. I need to go deeper.
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https://derpibooru.org/1111246?scope=scpeec3778fdbfa49938e30434d21fb8290b8ff97eeb

>Luna flirts with stallions by telling them that kissing her cutie mark makes wishes come true
>Anon, still new to magic, is caught between believing her claim and wondering if she just wants his dick
>He decides to experiment for science
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>>27860890
If kissing her ass grants wishes, then fucking her must do something.

>tfw you will never spank luna to take her magical powers
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>>27847852
looks like someone caught the cuddlebug
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>>27860808
Deeper into horses? Okay but that sounded pretty ambiguous

>Before the end of the first day of heat season Anon smacked nearly everypony in Ponyville for trying to jump on him or on his mindless-and-smelly-at-least-for-now Applebooty and Bookwormy dear friends
>Now is seen as dominant male by every colt and mare in Ponyville
>Anon is not happy because all colts now are trying to scheme a plans of slapping or booping him or throwing a pillow at him to take his high position and mares
>And mares are trying to decide who is alpha in a "newly formed big Anon herd" behind clueless Anon back by doing cute horse fights
(which are not very cute irl btw)
>Anon just trying to stay away from everything while saving purity of Twiggles and Appl (much to their disapproval)
>Maybe even try to learn what exactly is going on from non-pone Ponyville residents like Spike or Zecora
>more horse stuff
>NEEEEIGH
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>>27861123
>twilight and apples getting put into forced chastity
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>>27861172
>twilight hugging you as tight as she can and crying because she can't get her release
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>>27861123
"Why does everyone want to fuck my best friends?!"
>This is super weird.
>Much like when things changed suddenly back on Earth, you panic and bunker down.
>You grab Twilight and Applejack and decide to wait this out.
>These two mares can tell you what's going on when they're in a state of mind to string more than two words together.
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>>27861199
Considerind how, when and where everything started, they'll probably try to get their release from Anon only and by any means. Which doesn't sounds good for Anon at all: one pone way too strong and second way too magic-y
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>>27860026
>Anon is banned from primetime wrestling for unnecessary brutality
>Goes to work as an enforcer for the Marefia underworld
>Feared as a psycho sadist for his liberal use of the vinegar and water spray bottle and the rattling can with rocks in it
>The worst though is what he does to stool pigeons
>brushie brushie
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>>27861253
Nah, he was cool with it. The next two weeks were spent sexually exhausting Twilight and Applejack. They'd do their best to treat him to a romantic night out, but Applejack fucked up their restaurant reservations. Twilight saved the day by enlarging her tub and lit some candles; the sort of shit she read that colts liked. Anon thought the romantic crap was for them. It takes them a while to learn that they ALL wear the pants in the relationship.
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>Smiling at your “date”, you sipped your glass of fresh grape juice. Yummm grapey.
>Go figure that Celestia would hog all the wine for herself and serve her subjects fucking grape juice during the gala.
>Mid gulp however you felt, what was most definitely a hoof, hit you smack dab in your left shin.
“Fucking cunt waffle!”
>”Oh dear! Are you alright gumdrop?”
>Your date feigned ignorance as you hissed in pain and clutched your aching leg.
“Not at all spunk bubble dear, I’m just fine. Probably kicked something under the table, here let me check.”
>Leaning down you looked underneath the tablecloth and saw Yearlings tail swishing back and forth off her seat.
>The vindictive side of you won as you griped it and gave it a good little yank.
>Not enough to hurt her, but just the right amount to earn a satisfying “Ouch”.
”You okay up there? “
>“Just peachy.”
“So how’s your writing coming sweetheart?”
>You tried to remain as sincere with your expression as you could, your smile betraying you however.
>Her last few books have been falling in the ratings ever since yours came out.
>For every book she put out, you had two or three to steal the spotlight, a fact which irritated the pony.
>To be honest you were elated whenever you saw the ratings.
>”Oh honey, you know me, I always ensure my writing is top of the line. Wouldn’t want mindless poop to saturate the market.”
>”Eh-hmmm language please.” A random mare on Yearlings right remarked.
>”Go buck yourself.” Was the response Yearling gave.
>”Well I never!”
>”Oh I’m sure you never got any you dried up old prune.”
>With a huff the older mare jumped out of her seat and walked away.
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Hay errybody.
This is the next section for the First Impression Prologue, found here. http://pastebin.com/grFxJqKR

>A fatigued sigh escapes your lips as the sound of Canterlot Castle’s bell chime finally and at long last floods your throne room twelve glorious times.
>Even the ponies lined up on your red velvet carpet and beyond look relieved to be free for a while, even if their own sheer numbers were the cause of the wait.
”Please take a number from the bailiff!” your strong voice echoes as they began to shift in place, “We will resume court soon, preferably within the hour!”
>The line of various earth ponies, pegasi and unicorns ark around and pass by a male guard in gilded armor, his charming smile easing many a grouchy female face as each one took their respective number cards to mark their place in line before going on their way for lunch.
>That was sounding beautiful right about now.
>You hadn’t eaten breakfast and you were really starting to feel it.
>Day Court was a way for you connect with normal citizens on a more personal level without all the bureaucracy, to hear their grievances firsthoof and educate them on recently altered laws or rulings; it was something you enjoyed, even if the process could be tiring.
>Unfortunately, between this, balancing the books, babysitting your precocious sister AND setting some familiar ground rules with some fresh recruits, you didn’t exactly have time to grab a bite to eat.
>As you watch the ponies attending the court filing out of your throne room you find yourself feeling relieved that only the ones who’d come before twelve could return afterwards, purely in the interest of you EVENTUALLY leaving your chair at the end of the day.
>Even with that little rule, there were still quite a few left.
“… How many of them would you say are—“
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>>27861389
Oop, shitty timing. Go ahead Heli.
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>>27861389
>”And that’s when I said.. I said… what was I saying again?” Your date slurred in your direction.
>Yearling was drunk.
>Off of grape juice.
>Not wine or liquor, but plain old grape juice.
>Something is seriously wrong with this world.
>”Hey bucker, I asked you a question!”
“You were saying that your next work was going to ruin me and get me back in the kitchen where I belong.”
>”Yeah that!”
>Sitting in one of the larger couches settled around the rather large ballroom, you were dealing with a clearly inebriated Yearling.
>Ponies were happily dancing around, having fun, talking.
>Feeling a small weight on your shoulder you prepared for whatever Yearlings newest attempt to mess with you was.
>But her sleeping form leaning against your side was not what you expected.
>She almost looked like a normal pony, and not a cunt with no redeeming qualities.
>Tresses of her hair framed her face, a single strand waving lightly as she inhaled softly.
>It was almost… cute.
>”Psst Anon.”
>Looking up there was Twiggles, holding a key with her magic.
>”You should get her upstairs. Princess Celestia had a room prepared for you.”
>Mouthing a thanks, you picked up your “date”.
>At least she was light.
>Walking in the direction that Twilight pointed you in you let out a yawn yourself.
>Might as well hit the sack as well.

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>>27861406
No worries, I only had a quick two posts. The floor is yours.
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>>27861411
>>27861395
>>27861389
You motherfuckers. Just when I was about to go out and buy shit from the market.
c-continue please :>
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>>27861416
Thanks brah, I'll take a look at it in a sec.

>>27861395

>”Seventy… -one.” A nasal voice interrupts precisely from out of sight, the swishing sound of a scroll being swiftly rewound on your right reaching your ears.
>Ugh, it’s going to be a long afternoon.
>You’re going to need some sugar for this.
>You rise as elegantly as possible from your plush seat of honor, turn, and leave through the rear door, exiting the throne room in the same way that you did earlier in the morning, and with the same company.
>It wasn’t very strange for you and the light yellow unicorn to eat meals together.
>In fact, it was almost routine until just recently, when you’d changed the avenue of your food breaks to suit a certain newcomer.
>Her hesitance was… disappointing, but you understood, and you couldn’t exactly force these things.
>Friendship, that is.
>Or trust.
>As harmless as Anonymous had been since he arrived there was still so much that wasn’t known about him, so many mysteries.
>About his culture, about his body, his personality, everything.
>Things were simpler when he was an unfamiliar and dangerous monster hidden away in the dungeons, and not a gentle, intelligent being with thoughts and feelings, and a smile.
>How ironic.
>Another weary sigh leaves you as you turn towards the royal family’s personal kitchen and connected dining room, your secretary’s gaze examining you in your peripheral.
>You had to be prepared for anything, but that didn’t mean you needed to be rude or cruel.
>He’s been nothing but cordial since he woke up; he wasn’t a villain until proven otherwise.
>You would continue to see him AND continue to invite your trusted inner circle, at least until you could confirm his safety and put him in a place that was a little less… less Canterlot.
>Until then, business as usual, preferably light on the ‘business’ and with extra ‘delicious cake’.
>Goodness, but that smell.
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>>27861389
>>27861395
>>27861406
>>27861411
The fuck is it with you guys and having a writefag pile up?
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>>27861427

>You’re sure you’re wearing a stupid smile as you cross the dining room and nudge your way through the swinging kitchen door to find two small, freshly made, double-layer cakes taking up space on the corner table inside, each in their own individual little glass cases, just like you were hoping.
>Just like you were expecting.
>Perfect.
>These little beauties were part of a plan a day in the making.
>They were specific orders, a touch more sophisticated than your usual: ‘I want sweet frosting and I want spongey sugar-bread and I want you to smash them together, Butterbean’.
>They were to be finished as close to noon as possible and warm on arrival.
>One of them was your secret weapon.
>The lone other soul in the kitchen, a beige and slightly pudgy mare wearing a poofy cooks hat, turns to face you as you light your horn and quickly shift both items into your magical grasp along with an unspecific number of plates.
>”No hello? Not even a thank you for playing along with your unhealthy addiction? TWO cakes?” she remarks cheekily.
”Sorry BB! Tight schedule. Thank you!” you respond genuinely, flashing her a small smile and turning to exit before pausing and adding a quiet, defeated: “Don’t tell Luna…”
>”Mmmmhm.”
>As you reenter the small dining room you find Eggnog sitting at one of the tables, the records for the morning’s day court sprawled out in front of her to consider.
>You can feel the smile on your face spread as her little snout begins to wiggle curiously, sampling the air as you approach her.
>Your secretary wasn’t particularly fond of cakes, or sweet things in general for that matter.
>As her slightly boney frame might insinuate she was more of a ‘fruits and veggies’ kind of mare than an ‘Element of Laughter’ kind.
>So, when it did come to cake, there was only one sort she truly enjoyed, and she enjoyed it with a passion.
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>>27861421
Will do.

>>27861431
The green, the GREEEEEN

>>27861435
>It was one of the kinds your brilliant mind (and to an additional extent, Butterbean) ‘just so happened’ to place in your care this afternoon.
>For the last few days this has been the spot where you two parted.
>Not today.
>Today you have a secret weapon.
>”Is that… is that carrot cake?” Eggnog asks, turning to acknowledge you with shining eyes.
>Her little sniffer wiggles again.
>”… with cream cheese frosting?” she adds hopefully, her eyes locking on to one of the objects in your aura, “… And pecan bits…”
>Her eyes lid slightly, already imagining all of the naughty, naughty things she’d do with it if nopony was watching.
“Hmm? Oh, this?” You answer innocently, doing your best to smooth your face into only mild interest, “Yes, I believe I remember Anonymous mentioning that this was one of his favorites, so I decided to surprise him with some today. It’s a little big for one pony, but, well, he’s bigger than a pony, isn’t he…?”
>You watch as the hope on her face suddenly dips.
“Oh, don’t-… don’t YOU like carrot cake? Maybe you should come along? I’m sure he would share some with you if you just asked him. You two have barely met, and I’m sure he’d appreciate the extra company...”
>The little yellow pony’s face scrunches slightly, brows knitting in annoyance as she catches on.
>”Ahh, well, maybe If I wasn’t so busy.” she says, turning away and looking back over the scroll in her care, her usual excuse, “But as it stands I’ve-I’ve got lots of work to do and I’m not even really hungry so I think it would be best if you just went along on—“
>Guuuuuuuurgle~
>…
>You might have snickered.
>You’re almost positive you can see the steam flying out of her ears as her little tummy immediately betrays her.
>You can’t see her face, but you know it must be beat red.
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>>27861452

>”W-well! I’m obviously suffering from some intestinal distress so I think I’ll head to the infirmary to-to—“
“Ohh, come on Eggnog! He isn’t all that intimidating, is he? You’ve met him before, it isn’t like he’s going to bite you. Come on, come with me. Once you’ve spoken to him a little more up close you’ll understand. I know you two could be the best of friends if you just try.”
>The unicorn’s head droops slightly, ears still hanging low.
>She’s thinking, weighing her options.
>While you were confident that she was intelligent enough not to count paranoia or lizard-brained fear as reasonable objections, it was now that you found yourself reconsidering your previous discussions detailing his possible physical capabilities, as well was he diet.
>Especially his partiality to meat.
>After a while, surprisingly, she lights her horn and furls the scroll on the table before turning back to you.
>She looks… anxious, troubled, but seemingly accepting.
>You can feel your heart jump slightly at the unofficial reply, your faith in the both ponykind and the possibility of Anonymous being able to successfully integrate into society improving dramatically.
>That is, until she spots something behind you, and it her face turn instantly to subdued distaste.
>”There you are, Princess! I’ve been looking all-huff! Nopony new exactly where you were so I-I had to…” the purple unicorn pants as she explodes into the dining room, her saddlebags bursting to the brim with books, scrolls and inkwells clattering incessantly together.
>Buck you running sideways.
>It’s Twilight Sparkle.
>As in ‘previously of Canterlot but now of Ponyville’ Twilight Sparkle
>”Sorry I’m so late! I had to catch the late train after Applejack threw Rainbow Dash into a-… well, never mind, it’s not important. I hope I’m not intruding on lunch!”
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>>27861452
Fair enough.
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>>27861460

“Of course not!” You reply hastily, trotting forward just a bit to meet her, “I knew you would be coming along in your own time. I always have room in my schedule for my most dedicated pupil.”
>Sweet sun you COMEPETELY forgot she was coming and you have NO ROOM in your schedule for her.
>At least, not for a 1-on-1 meeting like you probably promised.
>Horseshoes, and she probably came all the way from Ponyville for-for… whatever it was you were supposed to doing!
>Okay okay, relax.
>Why is she here?
>Remember, THINK.
>”Were you just about to sit down? I bought a sandwich and some cookies on the train, so maybe we could-Oh…”
>Her eyes shift slightly, catching sight of the small yellow pony sitting just behind you in the short wooden chair.
>The change in her demeanor is unmissable.
>”… I didn’t see you there. Good afternoon miss Cream…” Twilight ‘UM, the rulebook says!’ Sparkle greets curtly, the same edge of hostility present in her voice as on her addressees’ face.
“Sparkle…” Eggnog ‘Uhum, ACTUALLY, the OFFICIAL guidelines clearly state!’ Cream returns with just as much warmth, turning around a moment after look at… nothing, nothing else, a blank wall at the end of the room.
>Welp, there goes your clever strategy.
>Whatever you were doing on your break now, if Twilight was there then your secretary probably wouldn’t be.
>This is all the time you have today as well, and the Sun Times’ and Canterlot Dailies’ rarely ever reach Ponyville.
>Twilight probably had no idea about what had happened to the statue garden, LET ALONE what you were hiding away on the third-floor.
>Well…
>If Ponyville really was to be an option, maybe it would be wise to introduce him to somepony from there, and who better than your own personal student?
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>>27861471

>In fact, now that you’re thinking about it, it would be an excellent way to gauge the effect of his company on ponies who had no idea he’d ALSO emerged from a terrifying gale of ruin and mayhem before descending on a defenseless colt.
>It would be in-house, and in a mostly controlled environment.
>Alright, you can roll with this.
>It was… you could call it a friendship test.
>Or, something.
“Yes, Twilight.” You respond, winning her attention back from your aid, “I was just about to sit down to lunch and check up on a… foreign dignitary, who ran into a little trouble and got himself injured on the way.” You begin, noticing in your peripheral how Eggnog’s ear swivels toward you on ‘foreign dignitary’, “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we talked about the-the… your book on friendship!” you say, ending your response a little too loud.
>HER BOOK
>SHE’S WRITING HER FIRST DRAFT
>Good show, brain!
>”Oh, um… sure? That’d be fine?” Twilight responds, a questioning hint to her voice from your outburst but nothing more.
>”Well then, shall we depart? I’m quite hungry.” Eggnog pipes up casually from your left as she strolls by, her afternoon report hovering at her side.
>Oh?
>That’s interesting…
>You were sure THAT boat would sink after Twilight showed up; even your student looks a tad surprised at her readiness to tag along.
>You didn’t know exactly what had caused the sudden change in your assistant’s attitude, but considering the small glimpse you catch of her knowing smirk as she passes by, you have a feeling you know why.
>Well… if that’s what it takes to turn your party of three into a party of four, then so be it.
>The more the merrier.
>Hopefully.
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>>27861476

>Both you and your student chat as the three of you traverse the long halls and climb the necessary staircases, and you note on the way from passing wall clocks that the detour from the throne room to the kitchen had cost you a little under eighteen minutes.
>Twilight tells you about the simple adventures and mishaps she’s been dealing with in her rural little town, and you give her brief details about the qualms of the citizens from day court.
>You’re sure to keep out how many of them were also curious about rumors of a ‘mysterious minotaur’ in the castle being linked to certain recent ‘front page’ property damage for obvious reasons.
>Unlike miss Cream, she would be going in fresh and mostly ignorant.
>Shortly after you climb the second staircase and pass a familiar pair of double doors—the ones you’d emerged from not six hours prior after sleeping for the previous eight—you come to the final room, nestled tactically between the end of the corridor and your own, tucked away where nopony without prior knowledge was likely to go snooping.
>The doors that end your journey to Anonymous are strangely normal considering what they hide from your eyes; same dark brown wood, brass handles and windowless frame as all the other bedrooms on your floor.
>Before you reach out to knock you pause, imagining what was waiting for you on the other side, preparing yourself for the inevitable.
>You know it won’t it won’t quite live up to the intensity of actually being in front of him, but you try anyways.
>You form in your mind a towering silhouette with thick but flexible limbs, with muscle that pooled noticeably under his furless flesh when strained, willing and ready to propel his powerful body at a moment’s notice.
>You try to recreate the spell his focused eyes inflict as they pierce into you, follow you wherever you go, acute even in the calm.
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>>27861484

>You attempt to remember his mellow, coltish voice, powerful and stirring even when whispering, even when right next to you, or maybe even right in your ear.
>You envision the glimpses of teeth he flashes between his soft lips when speaking, and try to remember the slight quiver that starts in your stomach whenever you see their rounded points, readying yourself for the strange feeling.
>You recall his fragrance, and attempt to leave the alien notes in his scent behind for the more comfortable, recognizable prickle his masculinity lights in your nose and head when you breathe him in, fill yourself with his heady, potent male aro—
>”Princess?”
“H-Hm?” you hum distractedly, your brow rising as you turn to regard your two troubled companions.
>You were still standing before his entrance, your hoof floating just slightly off the ground.
>”Are you feeling okay Princess Celestia?” Twilight asks, eyeing you with concern, “You were breathing a little hard, and your face was turning red. Do you need to sit down?”
“W-what?” You reply dimly, the vague and slightly telling visions in your mind vanishing in an instant with the return of embarrassing, complex reality.
>You can feel your face heating up but you’re not entirely sure why, and that makes you even more flustered.
“Oh, I wasn’t – I mean, I’m not—“ you stammer defensively, your eyes bouncing between the doors and your company when a new voice intrudes in you conversation.
>It was the one that you were imagining just a moment ago only to realize, now, that even in memory you couldn’t quite replicate how hauntingly sweet it sounded in your ear.
>”Hello? Is… is someone out there? Is that you, Celestia?” A muffled but smooth voice asks through the barred passage with an ounce of caution, calling out for one of the few trusted companions they had in this entire world by name.
>Your name.
.
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>>27861494

“Yes, dear.” You blurt out without thinking, cringing immediately afterwards.
>Both overly affectionate AND on the old-fashioned side; you feel bad, but for a moment you pray to any cosmically powerful entity that might be watching—and also isn’t you—that he relapses back into amnesia and immediately forgets your awkward greeting.
>Despite your inner flagellations, you swear you hear him sigh gently in relief on the other side before the door lock clacks and the left shutter falls inward just a touch, just enough for you to know that it was open to you.
>He never opens it all the way, and for good reason.
>You take the lead for your little ponies, nudging the open door a little farther with your cheek and slipping inside.
>His room is slightly different than the others, and not just because of the owner.
>Unlike yours for example, which was populated by only a bed, a small writing desk, a dresser, and a personal mirror and a personal bathroom, his had these and more; a small dining table and three matching chairs sat slightly beyond his custom bed, and nestled in the two corners opposite you were a tall icebox and personal stove respectively.
>These bedchambers weren’t really designed to be lived in like a house, so space was a little short.
>Still, it had served him well enough over the past few days that he never complained, and it was only temporary.
>As you walk further inside another stark difference catches your attention, that being the light.
>Or rather, the lack thereof.
>Where both of your royal purple curtains would be thrown open to greet the afternoon sun, both of his have been drawn almost entirely closed and block much of it out, setting his room in a delicate gloom.
>You hated asking him to do it, but when a large portion of your populace could fly to third story heights it seemed like keeping them open was only asking for all of your hard work to go up in smoke.
>”Good afternoon.”
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>>27848614

>Hey guys lets have a general where we reverse gender roles!
>Now lets take the gender that WASN'T shat on and continue not to shit on it.

Seriously. Here's your (you)
But come on, you can make better bait.
I know males are biologically designed to protect females but If you continue I will post stats on how gals have it better then guys.
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>>27861500

>The sound of his robust voice from so close almost makes you jump.
>He’s standing right behind the door you just pushed open, his forward-facing eyes centering you and only you in all of his attention, trained on your subtlest movements, your every breath.
>It’s shocking how easily you left him out of your initial observation of the room, because now that you’re face to face he’s literally the most principle thing on your mind.
>You can already feel your heart strumming.
>Neither the bandage cradling his wounded head nor the time you’ve spent with him thus far have done much to dull the utter enormity of his presence on your senses.
>The silky whisper of his makeshift clothing as he moves past your still body is a roar next to the loud thud of your companion’s hoofsteps as they enter his domain.
”Good afternoon, Anonymous.” You say, more out of instinct than sentiment, wading farther into his small home to make room for the others as you set your sweet cargo on his table, “You’ve met miss Cream as I recall? I’ve also brought Twilight Sparkle. She’s a good friend of mine.”
>Egnogg takes small, careful steps, whipping her head back and forth until the catches clear sight of him.
>Your aid gives him a nod that almost looks like a bow as she sets her scroll on his dresser, staring at him timidly as she moves to enter further, breaking eye contact only when she bumps snout-first into one of his empty chairs.
>She was doing better than you thought she would for a second meeting.
>Twilight, on the other hand, has stopped sharply and decisively halfway through his arch, scanning him up and down with wide eyes.
>You see her visibly flinch as he turns to regard her, her ears twitching in distress before slowly drooping.
>Well, it looks like his ‘reputation’ doesn’t add much to the equation at all; ponies that had never even seen him before were still MUCH more unnerved than curious.
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>>27861510

“Twilight?” You begin, trying to get her attention.
>You do, but it appears your words take a moment to register.
>You smile at her reassuringly, motioning with your head for her to enter.
“Come inside. It’s impolite to stand in somepony’s doorway.” You continue, lifting the chair on the side farthest to the entrance with magic and scooting it out of the way for you to sit down.
>Anonymous, a creature of somewhat similar size, does the same, moving a pony-sized chair on your right around to sit on the opposite side with the other one, leaving two seats for each unicorn.
>In this time Twilight hasn’t moved or said a word, choosing instead to bounce uncertain looks between you and the only other quadruped in the room, as if an earth pony has just sprouted wings and everyone was ignoring it.
>The silence is becoming unusual, and Anonymous appears to be troubled by her hesitance to get any closer.
>Maybe just tugging her along without saying anything wasn’t… the brightest idea you ever had, but you weren’t expecting her to completely lock up.
>You didn’t want to insult Anonymous, but maybe it would be better to take her somewhere else and explain things first.
>You shift your weight forward slightly, moving to stand but stopping when you here a derisive chuckle from an unexpected source.
>Eggnogg, who’d approached the human nearly close enough to reach out and touch him and more than close enough for him to do the same, sneered at your dazed pupil, making sure to get her attention with the action.
>”W-what’s the matter, Sparkle?” she asks, clearly nervous herself, “I know you spend a lot of time cooped up, but I thought with all the books you supposedly read you’d at least be able to IDENTIFY a male when you see one.” She continues, successfully mining hints of a frown out of your apprehensive student.
>Anonymous shifts behind her, and the little yellow unicorn is ACTUALLY shaking now.
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>>27861522

>You know because the little curls in her white mane and tail exaggerate every tiny movement.
>”I-I know it can be i-intimidating interacting with the opposite sex, but it isn’t like he’s going to bite you...” she teases, half-mirroring your earlier statement to her.
>You can you just about make out Twilight’s pride being damaged by that little remark.
>She takes a single step forward, and then another, the fear present in her eyes slowly being overridden by a mix of embarrassment and indignation.
>You can tell she wants to say something but she never does, instead heading on to occupy the chair between Eggnog’s eventual seat and your own on the ground.
>You secretary shoots you a clever smirk as she takes her seat, clearly satisfied from getting her licks in AND successfully breaking the ice, saving the situation in one fell swoop.
>If you were a different sort of Mare you’d kiss the little genius full on the mouth.
>”Well…” Anonymous replies, clearly amused by her antics and sensing the tension lifting from the room, “Not unless you ask…”
>”Hah… haha… ?” Eggnog laughs cautiously, returning his smile in bits and pieces as she tries to decide whether he was joking or not.
>If you were honest, you couldn’t quite tell either.
>He said it so casually, so matter-o-factly, that all of the possible meanings were clogging up your brain.
>Even Twilight seems surprised that the being in front of her was capable of flirting, and in such a come-hither, masculine voice.
“Yes, well,” you begin, clearing your throat and looking around the room for any clue as to where his clean utensils might be, “Now that we’re all seated, I brought us a little snack. Anonymous? Can you tell me where your silverware is?”
>Eggnog immediately reaches across the table, unsurprisingly singling out the light brown and white confection to un-lid first.
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>>27861530

>Twilight shakily repeats her action, doing her best to keep her eyes on the small cocoa-colored cake in front of her instead of the imposing biped towering over the small table even while sitting on the ground.
“Oh—“ Anonymous replies, quickly shifting backwards and then standing to his full height.
>Everypony in the room freezes for a second at the sudden change in his stature.
>You think you can even hear Twilight’s breath catch in her throat.
>”… Sorry, I’ll get them. I, uh, I think I have some tea as well?” He continues, skirting around your back and heading to his dresser.
>He pulls open the top drawer and reaches inside to pull out a clawful of silverware, scouring the rest of the small place before opening the others and searching them as well.
>After a while he spots something in the third drawer and reaches inside to pull out another clawful of teabags, returning and setting his findings on the table a moment after.
>He moves much more deliberately now, more slowly than you know he’s capable of.
>He tries to hide it, but you see him examine each of your expressions as he divides the forks and knives.
>Next, Anonymous crosses by his stove and takes a dry tea kettle in hand, retreating a moment to his bathroom to fill it at the faucet before returning and placing it on a cold burner.
>After he gets the fuel to light he takes his place back at your side, setting himself down as gently as possible.
>”I-I, um – I was… wondering…” Eggnog mumbles, turning and scooching the small glass cake stand clutched between her hooves closer to Anonymous, “The princess brought this, and um… for YOU, I mean, and… um… I was j-just wondering if-if—“
>”Oh.” Anonymous interrupts, silencing the unicorn with a sheepish grin, “No, thank you.”
>Eggnog’s brow knits in confusion, her eyes straying upwards to find his own only to break away a moment after.
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>>27861538

>“I’m sorry, I know I’m being picky, but I don’t really like carrot cake.” He says apologetically, turning his attention to you, “I mentioned it to Celestia, but I guess she must’ve forgot. It’s not a big deal, though? I love chocolate.” He continues, peering at the small cake in front of the other unicorn.
“Ah, of course! How silly of me. I’m sorry, Anonymous. Sometimes in all of the hustle and bustle things just slip my mind. Oh – Twilight dear? Do you recognize this silverware? They’re the spares from the dining room. They’re actually real silver, and look at the markings. Aren’t they nice?” you ask the lavender unicorn casually, the heat in your right cheek multiplying exponentially from the feeling of your secretary’s unreturned glare burning into the side of your head.

Alrighty, that's it for now. The next section will be a direct continuation. Pretty much no time will pass between now and then, I just wanted to stop somewhere decent and get out what I had. Thoughts, questions, critiques, etc. Pastebin is here, and updated.
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>>27861558
Nice

So did anyone make it to con this weekend? I saw a bunch of people with scarves and actually met a couple of artists from the draw thread.
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>>27861558
i really like it so far
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>>27861411
>>27861585
Lookin' good on your end too Heli. I was waiting for some goosebumps Anon.

>>27861585
Thanks for reading man, glad you liked it.
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>>27861476
I love how much Celestia is pulling this out her ass when Twilight comes by.
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>>27861585

I along with 35% of my generation live with my/there parents. No way to get a ticket without reveling my power level.

I don't know about you, but I like not having my power level being known.

And worse yet my local con happened this year already.
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>>27861585
Meh, I can make it only to con's in my country because of many good reasons, comrade. At least I have visited most of them (mostly as a part of the con's team)
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>>27861799
That sucks, trust me when I say though there are far worse things out there than revealing your true power level. I would say you should try going to one, I thought it was fun.
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>>27861558
I fucking love your green, the writing style, the setting, the characters.
Full homo, man.
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holy shit

why do the massive dumps of green always happen as soon as i look away
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>>27862032
Maybe if you look away more offen there will be too much green one day? Even things like Bomb Shell or continuation of forgotten by many cripple mare
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>>27861411
I like it, it helps show how close some emotions are love and hate. And how eazsy they can become the other

It's like fear and hope
To quote Terry Pratchett
"Welcome to fear, said Moist to himself. It's hope, turned inside out. You know it can't go wrong, you're sure it can't go wrong...But it might."

Keep up the green
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“Who’s a silly pony?”
>”Anon I swear I will hurt you, I don’t care if you’re a colt or not.”
“Who’s being a silly little pony?”
>”For land-sakes I’m a grown mare.”
>Picking up the farmer pony you settled her in your lap.
>You were in the middle of the park, relaxing on a bench when the farmer strode by and said hello.
>”Let go o’me! Set me down dang-nabbit!”
“Is the pony having a bad day? Here I’ll make it better.”
>Flipping the pony over you put your palm against the delicate fur of her tummy-tum and began moving it in a slow circular motion.
>”Noooo.. stop it… you dang… snooore.”
>Sometimes you wish you understood whatever it was that they said, but their language just didn’t make sense to you.
>On the bright side they all enjoyed their pets.
>Everytime you did this you always got a gift basket the next day, so in your mind your little petting sessions were greatly appreciated.
>The farmer pony was out for the count, her eyes were closed, soft snores emanated from her.
>You really love this place.
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>>27862153
I'm glad you like it and I should have a lot more written in the next few days.
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>>27861530
>>”Well…” Anonymous replies, clearly amused by her antics and sensing the tension lifting from the room, “Not unless you ask…”
>>”Hah… haha… ?” Eggnog laughs cautiously, returning his smile in bits and pieces as she tries to decide whether he was joking or not.
kek
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>>27862080
Bomb Shell Tomorrow. I was kidnapped over the weekend, so, I have to make up for that this week.
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>>27862655
>Bomb Shell Tomorrow
HABBADING
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>>27862655
>tfw no gripes of wrath
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>>27861714
"The masterful machinations of our brilliant ruler's mind are a mystery to simple ponies like us."

>>27861956
a-anon pls i blush
I'm glad you like my stuff man. Sometimes I agonize over the smallest, dumbest details so much that it's nice to hear about people enjoying themselves and really thinking about what I wrote. I appreciate it, really.

>>27862537
[nervous laughter intensifies]

>>27862655
If you didn't want me to put you in the cellar then you shouldn't have laughed at one of my jokes that one time in the fifth grade. sorry about all the hair by the way, i ran out of ranch dressing

Also, ready for more blondehorse any time.
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>>27862080
Don't remind me. I'll go back when it's ready.

>>27862655
>>27862686
IT'S HABBADING RIGHT NOW, BOYS!

>You feel like garbage
"Augh...Damn."
>Your head throbs as you blink the sleep out of your eyes
>What happened last night?
>You look around, and you're glad to find that you're at least in a bed
>Your bed
>...The best bed
>Shit, you're tired
>You vaguely remember downing an entire bottle of Gryphonian whiskey...and that's it
>Screw it, you'll find out later
>You pull off the covers and sit upright to stretch, joints popping as you go through a range of motions
>Oooh, that's good
>Aaaand judging by how much it stings to try looking out of your window, it should be midday at this point
>Whatever, it's a day off anyways
>With much effort, you drag yourself out of bed and make way for the kitchen
>Coffee's just a bunch of bullshit; what you need is time...
>...
>...and a lot of water
>Yeah, you're going right back to sleep after this
>"Mrrrrrr."
>The hell was that?
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>>27862885

>You turn to the noise and find a little pone on your couch
>A pretty one, too
>Pegasus, little shell with a fuse for her butt mark, 9/9 would buy as a plushy
>The mare's all tuckered out, and she kicks her hoofsies every once in a while in sleep
>She doesn't snore, and instead mumbles something about donuts every once in a while
>Wow, that's cute
>But the question is: How did she get here, on your couch?
>You try again to remember more of what happened
---
>'Eat my ass, Big Mac, ya fruity bastard! I'll show what I can do with this pineap-'
---
>Yeah that's enough of last night
>So, there's a mystery mare on your couch, and you have a half-day to burn
>Think, Anon
>If you're the chick who was completely smashed last night and woke up finding a qt3.14 on your couch, what would you do?
>Play victim?
>No, that's too fucked up
>Yell at him to get out?
>But you can't bring yourself to scream at the little horsey
>Snuggle with him?
>Ehh, that sounds about right
>You slowly sit down on the couch and bring the mare onto your lap and entangle her in your arms
>Japanese schoogirls, Batman, she's soft
>Burying your face into her mane, you take a whiff
>Huh
>She smells like a bakery for some reason: Like bread fresh out of an oven with other hints of sweetness
>Well, then again, you don't see any oceans near Ponyville, so maybe that's where she works
>"Huh whuh?"
>Oh, she woke up
>>
>>27862903

>As of right now, you are the definition of regret
>Mare, why did you get drunk last night?
>Ugh, you probably did something dumb while sloshed- you do stupid things everyday even without alcohol
>Wait
>Why are you so...comfy right now?
>You wriggle around, and there's something wrapped around you
>As much as that evidence leads you to believing you ended up in Minuette's dungeon again, her meat locker isn't this warm
>And it definitely doesn't breathe on your head
>Oh no
>It's much worse
>You crack open one eye, expecting to see some spooky scares
>Except there wasn't any
"Huh whuh?"
>It's a regular living room- no whips or hot wax whatsoever, no ma'am
>The bondage on you is just...limbs
>And that means...you're next to a colt
>>
>>27862914

>Nevermind, it got worser
>Because that means you did a bad
>Lil' Sea Shell went out and bedded a colt!
>Most likely against his consent!
>"Morning."
>HE STILL DOESN'T REMEMBER! QUICK! EXPLAIN YOURSELF WHILE BEING SMOOTH AS A CUCUMBER!
"AH, BU-BUH, ERM EHHH-"
>THAT'S THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF EXPLAINING YOURSELF!
>"Woah, there. You alright?"
"I-AHH I'M SORRY I WAS ALIVE I'LL GET THE NEAREST NIPPONE STEEL TO COMMIT SUDOKU-"
>And then everything stopped
>Because it feels like Elysium behind your ears
"Sweet strawberry jam, that feels good."
>"Mmhmm."
>Whatever that colt's doing, it's helping you relax
>And you want more
>"All calmed down now?"
"Err, yeah. I think."
>"Good."
>The good feeling stopped, and you whine in protest
>He chuckles at your frustration
>"There'll be more later. Now, let's figure out what happened last night together."

That's it for now.
>>
>>27862930
That was pretty great man. Bombshell is gold for cute.
>>
>>27862930
She is adorably innocent and totally cuddleable.
>>
>>27849908
>>27849980
I would fuck it
>>
>>27862155
I like this
>>
Horses have prehensile lips.

Discuss.
>>
>>27863593
Does that mean they do that weird anteater face when giving a BJ?
>>
>>27863593
We already know that here. Where do you think you are?
>>
>>27863623
It means there's a whole new venue for mares trying to impress/flirt with Anon.
>Mares try to tell Anon that better lip control means better oral skills

>>27863633
True, I should have thought better than that. Then again, mad oral skills haven't come up in RGRE threads in a long time (unless it's about Anon being good at licking horse pussy)
>>
>>27861890

I've been on this ride since pre-October 2010.
I've seen the Zam...

But maybe next year I can catch my local con. I don't think this fandom is dying anytime soon even if the first burst of excitement has.
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>>27854869
How in the world did Humanity, Fuck Yeah end up in this thread of all places?
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>>27862930
I want to pet that mare.
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>>27859562
>>27859476
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>>27864123
"Twilight, that's messed up."
>"What do you mean, Anon? I can perfectly assure you that the shape of my genitals allows a corkscrew fashion of penetration blah blah science blah blah."
>You sigh and press your palm to your face
>Pointing to the mildly discomforted audience of colts, many of which are subconsciously covering themselves after Twilight's cringe-inducing speech, you ask
"Does anyone, anyone here have a," you flail your hands at the morbid collection of data, "whatever the hell kind of dick this is?"
>Zero raised hooves
>You can hear a disappointed "Oh." from Twilight
>Today was a "We don't blame you for having a dick more freaky than the resident alien's" day

Something something RGRE I'm going to bed papa LaP
>>
>>27856669
>>27856687
>>27856692
>>27856699
>>27856712
>>27856721
>>27856734
>>27856752
>>27856793
>>27856834
>>27856861
Holy fuck, I feel sorry for whichever board you were meaning to post in. This is samefagging brought to the next level, Jesus Christ.
>>
>>27864271
What
>>
>>27864271
aww shit! I missed something good didn't I!?
>>
>>27864271
>Implying this was all from one person
>Implying I didn't take part in that mass of faggotry along with several other geniuses
>>
>>27864271
It wasn't same faggotry at all.

It was just /pol/ and /int/ discussion. Also some /k/ mixed in there.
>>
>>27864350
So it was multiple people, who all have the same writing style, all who mistake this as /int/, and all who deleted their posts after they found out. And all posts, except one, has a reply by someone else.

Sure.
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>>27864391
>Doesn't know it was deleted for being off-topic
>Thinks it was deleted by the posters themselves
>>
>>27864271
>>27864302
>aww shit! I missed something good didn't I!?

Same
>>
>>27864425
The mods, in multiple of years I've been here, have never removed a single post besides porn. /mlp/ janitors don't delete posts for being off topic. If they did, 90% of the threads right now wouldn't exist. Fuck off newfag and go back to /int/'s cesspool.
>>
>>27864479
If you don't want to believe me, go ahead. I can assure you that I didn't delete my opinions in that mass of faggotry.
>>
>>27864479
>The mods, in multiple of years I've been here, have never removed a single post besides porn
>calls someone else a new fag

You don't have to lie Anon, it's ok if you're new.
>>
>>27864520
Hey, you know what's funny? Every post there is about 2min apart, not deviating more than 40sec.. You know what else is funny? >>27864505 and >>27864520 are about two minutes apart.
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>>27864537
OK.
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>>27864544
You can literally go into paint and do that in a minute.

>Screencap so other people can judge
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>>27864573
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>>27864573
last
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>>27864537
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>>27864612
Okay, let's say that you two are different people (even though I still doubt it.). What's with the long stream of posts, all which look like they were meant to be posted in /int/, and all of which were deleted. Not to mention the 'about 2min apart' thing.
>>
>>27864612
>Hurr durr you could've changed the theme in a few minutes
Schizophrenic Anon in RGRE when?

>>27864586
Now >>27864663
>>
>>27864670 > >>27864652
>>
>>27864652
Go to the archive and read through them and you would understand what happened.

And the reason i was taking a while with posts then and even now, is if you look at my tabs you can see a lot of them.

I am on /o/, /k/ and other /mlp/ threads while i post.

It's really not complex.

Also i'm writing green for some threads, so there's that too. And also i exist outside of a computer and sometimes i go take a piss, or grab another drink.

It's honestly very simple.
>>
>>27864701
I'm not saying 2min is long. I'm saying that 2min between ever post seems a bit too coincidental, and leaves enough time to post something else.
>>
>>27864728
If /o/ wasn't slow right now, i wouldn't be bothering with this.

First off, they're not two minutes apart. Some are less than a minute, some are more.

But ignoring that, in order for it to be one person, one person was responding to themselves multiple time, with different opinions and personalities.
>>
>>27862155
And then Anon tapes a picture of an orange over her cutie mark, which caused many ponies to get very hysterical because cutie marks don't change.
>>
>>27864302
Check out the deleted posts here.

http://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/text/27856861/
>>
>>27865957
Also
>>27864573
>>27864584
>>27864593
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