Rainbow Dash Thread

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>>28326556
Rainbow dash must nom her wings to fly better.

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>>28326556
>What is it?
Socks.

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cute

>>28326556
A mirrior

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>>28326609

For some pony who hates losing, Dash sure handled that well. Though honestly, Fluttershy was never really shown to actually be better than her

>>28326556
>Deez nutz
Somebody kill me...

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>>28327588
Was surprised to see Dash step aside too honestly

>>28326556
I didn't bring her anything. She's a fictional character.

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>>28326556
A obstacle course

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When will she get her moment to shine?

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>>28328702
When a writer who isn't complete garbage at his job gets to write an episode about her.

>>28328702
In fanart.

>>28328739
Did you say fart?

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>>28326556
This is the best thread on /mlp/

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>>28329794
I have made a mistake. I have failed Rainbow Dash.

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Welp, I'm later than ever to the party, Spazz is dead or something and I had to download a different rip.
I'm a bit surprised, didn't you like the episode, guys? Sure it wasn't Dash's best episode and, well, after MMDW2 literally every episode is good by comparison for me so I'll never be objective again, but I think she was really nice in today's episode.

>>28328702
>When will she get her moment to shine?
Something like when she saved the Wonderbolts and Rarity's lives in Sonic Rainboom, and she was praised for it? Or maybe something like when in the S5 finale it was confirmed canon that her first Sonic Rainboom literally saved the future of Equestria?
This season might be disappointing, and it having her worst episode ever is a fucking bummer, but that's not a reason to forget the good things Dash has done.

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>>28329836
You know what you have to do.

>>28326556
>What is it?
Muh dick.

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It seems Dash values winning a little less now. Her telling Fluttershy and Pinkie to simply have fun when they were representing Ponyville, her team, was pretty cool, especially given how serious AJ and Dash were about it.
Even the Equestria Games training wasn't at that level, though there was less to do there.

Her passing on the spotlight was also something different, has there been a previous episode with a moral along those lines, or on the lines of winning?

>>28329964
I want to see more of this crown

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>>28330381
>Her passing on the spotlight was also something different, has there been a previous episode with a moral along those lines, or on the lines of winning?
Well, it wasn't exactly the same regarding passing the spotlight, but Dash's attitude in this episode about winning makes perfect sense after Rainbow Falls. So either the writer was lucky or, unlike that other bastard two weeks ago, she actually cared to watch some episodes.

>Fluttershy: Oh, Rainbow Dash, you don't have to choose us. I know you love to win, and you should go with the team that surely will.
>Rainbow Dash: I know now who I should've been loyal to.
>Spitfire: Good choice. Always stick with the winners.
>Rainbow Dash: Ponyville. Because it's not just where I live, but it's where my friends are. The ponies who really care about me, whether I can help them win a race or not.

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We're getting quite a bit of Apple dash moments this season

>>28326556
A horse dildo, so she can stop being a total cunt.
No pic because.

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Just done another Dashie doodle.

Attempted 30 minute art challenge, but failed. (Took 35 minutes start to finish).

>>28332198
Nice one

>>28331195
Applejack took a break from yelling at her all the time.

>>28329964
>Something like when she saved the Wonderbolts and Rarity's lives in Sonic Rainboom, and she was praised for it? Or maybe something like when in the S5 finale it was confirmed canon that her first Sonic Rainboom literally saved the future of Equestria?

Sonic Rainboom, Sleepless in Ponyville, Wonderbolts Academy, etc.

Boop

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>>28334339
Don't hurt your tailbone!

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>>28327588
>For some pony who hates losing, Dash sure handled that well. Though honestly, Fluttershy was never really shown to actually be better than her

This was a bit strange because unless I'm mistaken, the only time Dash really lost was when they were trying to make Pinkie and Fluttershy have fun again.
She didn't seem to mind losing there, which surprised me, but as I recall there was a bigger goal in mind so she might have thrown the game to please Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, so they'd not only enjoy it but also play.

Maybe the sport being relatively new meant she didn't mind too much either.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0DePfvqFlw

>>28330381
Best crown is still her gala circlet

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I adore the way she uses her wings

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>>28336695

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>>28336695
It would be really cool if someone were to make a smooth, endless loop of this.

That was a good episode.

>>28330686
I'm not seeing how that really relates to winning here in this case Spoonfeed me

>>28336686 so much this as well as her showing off her agility.

>>28329774
more or less

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>>28336950
Dash knew Cloudsdale had the best team. Spitfire asked her to join it, thinking Dash would want to be in the winning team. But eventually Dash decided to stay with Ponyville, even if that would mean she wouldn't win.

Dash put her Loyalty above her desire to win. Since she essentially learned that winning isn't the only thing that matters, I guess that it makes sense that now she can value other things too, like "having fun". At least that's how I see it.

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>>28336865
I tried. I'm not happy at all with the result, the cut is too obvious and I'm afraid I don't know my video editor enough to make something better. But, well, posting it anyway.

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>>28337890
Second attempt. I tried a different trick to do the loop and I think it looks (slightly) better. But I fucked up the colors. I'm done.

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>>28330269
Why not just keep trying to succeed? Saving that part for the end of mlp .

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>>28329243

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>>28339824

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>>28339835
FTFY

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>>28339859
They're both equal T+b_=h

>>28327588
>>28335979
>>28336080
That's what I'm talking about. Were none of you surprised how well Dash took the loss here considering her reaction there?

Dashbump

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not exactly related, but I just found this playlist and it has a lot of musical gems
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL_uA02Za2ctM2pN-dUskmZRDWy7xoQOc_

Mobius?

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>>28342203
Nice.

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found a dead body
Decided to just walk away
Think some dogs are eating it now

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Fresh edit for your lewd collection.

>>28343664
Link the original? Can't find anything to do with that image

>>28343706
What is derpiboo?

>>28343740
As I said, I can't find it...

>>28343740
>derpiboo

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>>28343761
Srsly, Anon.
derpibooru.org/THE_NUMBER_IN_THE_FILENAME

>>28337890
>>28338157
It's a valiant effort senpai. It's the background that's the main issue, I figured it would be a problem so it'd need a little editing first before a perfect loop

>>28343706
Here's the link to the nsfw version.
https://www.derpibooru.org/1241993?scope=scpe518b7c63305522ae9243c508a9b1256acf5e54a2

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>>28337163
I don't know, I'm not sure it was so much "other things" in general rather than loyalty to her friends and her Home, which is one of her strongest traits. She does write at the end that if she ever had to choose between winning and her friends, she'd choose her friends, so I took that more as a Loyalty thing.
She's a Winner by nature, even in the Derby Race that was her goal and she was only supposed to be the help there.

This was a team thing though, if she thought Fluttershy was better than her, then it would result in a win for Ponyville, which is her Home.and her team. Also as some post mentioned above, they were all pretty new to the sport, maybe Dash wouldn't take it as lightly if it was something she was experienced with, like some of the sports in Fall Weather Friends

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>>28344139
Thank you Anon.

>>28344213
Sorry, I reread what I wrote yesterday and I think my summary was a mess. To be clear, Rainbow Falls was about Loyalty, not about winning, and the moral was about Loyalty only.
What I tried to say, and I failed, is that if winning was The Most Important Thing for Dash before RF, and she learned that her Loyalty was more important, *maybe* she could have learned that there are other things, besides her Loyalty, that are more important that wining too.
It's too much of an assumption, but I think it makes sense.
Also,
>in the Derby Race that was her goal and she was only supposed to be the help there
And she was proved wrong. I mean, she fucked up because she wanted to win too hard. If she had done exactly the same in this episode, that would have made both episodes essentially the same, and completely pointless. I think that the fact that this episode aired after TCBTP, and that she didn't repeat the same mistake here is definitely something good.

I mean, I know wining is part of her personality, I like her competitiveness and I don't want to see her "lobotomized", but I really think her change in this episode was actual character development and not an attempt to destroy her personality, if that's your concern.

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>>28344599
I'm just discussing Senpai, I absolutely loved the episode.

I know things went south in TCBTP, it was more just brought up as a recent example of her desire to win. I don't think it's quite the same as Buckball Season though, the lesson there was more how carried away all three of them got when it was never about them in the first place. If her Cart didn't give up she still would have ultimately won. I'm not sure it really did much to lower her drive to win overall to apply here.

In either case, whether Fluttershy or herself was playing, the goal would be a win for Ponyville. Well at least, initially, until both AJ and Dash realised that pushing Pinkie and Fluttershy that way wasn't really the right idea, and having fun is just fine, so I think I'm seeing your point about Rainbow Falls there if I'm understanding you right. It might have assisted her in not further pushing Pinkie Pie or Fluttershy to just win and instead do what they do.

But on a more personal level, she herself said it was humiliating to lose to Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, though she didn't seem all that flustered by it as she has seem to have done in the past.


Before someone jumps on me about Overwatch, I don't even play it, I just like this art piece

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>>28344848
>Senpai

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>>28344928
Senpai being wordfiltered has basically led me to just type out senpai now. It's strange, I don't even watch anime and it'd be less effort on my part too but here we are

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>>28344848
Ow. My bad, I understood that it was something you didn't like, that's why I was trying to "defend" it more than just, idk, talk about it. Also, yep, her speech on the train is what I was referring to with my digression about Rainbow Falls.

The fact that she didn't seem flustered after losing to Pinkie and Fluttershy was in fact unexpected, but it happening right after her speech means that she really meant her words, which I think is great.

And, well, technically being gracious in defeat is something she has never learned, and I admit that thinking Rainbow Falls' events could lead to this is a huge assumption. But after the episodes teaching Dash not to brag about her victories, I'm pretty sure that an episode teaching her to be gracious in defeat would've been painful, so I'm totally OK with that episode not existing d-e-s-u.

I've never played Overwatch, but these crossovers look cool.

>>28343424
kewl

>>28334717
carlos gtfo

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*zap*

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>>28342405
Sorry for not updating in time. But aside from the typical excuses, the next "scene" is already over 6900 words long and might be 3/4 done. I honestly don't know how this happens. I feel like I need to cut it, but I'm afraid to drop something cute or mess with the continuity.

I might finish it tomorrow, but I can't make any promises. If you want I can drop it in two parts to keep from cloggin the thread. Here's a cute Dash to make up for it.

>>28326556
>What is it?
A one-year subscription to Horns, a pornographic magazine exclusively featuring Unicorn mares in seductive poses.

>>28350492
Don't worry about it being too long
I enjoy every word

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>>28350492
>6900 words long
Dear God, mobius, you deserve a statue of something as a gesture of appreciation, that sounds great. Don't worry about clogging the thread, man, I'm sure it will totally worth it. Can't wait for it.

>>28350625
>>28350492
>>28350667
What these guys said. Don't worry about it man

>>28350492
mobius. If rainbow came to equestria looking for a husbando and I was first in line, i'd swap my place for you. You deserve her more than I. Godspeed Mobius

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>>28345723
>the episodes teaching Dash not to brag about her victories
MMDW?

I don't remember her precise words on the train, but I never got the feeling they corresponded to her handling herself in defeat, unless you meant the goal was simply to make Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie happy again, so winning was unimportant.

But even in that case, the episode gave the impression that Dash and Applejack weren't doing as well as Pinkie and Fluttershy from the getgo rather than just towards the end there. Dash said they swept the floor with them

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Do you think Dash goes for flights with no real destination? Just a chill journey taking in the breeze and enjoying everything around her as others go about their day.

I mean a long distance flight perhaps quite far away, further than the reaches of Ponyville where she might bump into a Pony or two, find something interesting and then just fly back and get on with her day.

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>>28351543
Fug, I was completely missing the point, sorry. I get it know, I think.

I was thinking of her loss only as a game loss. That's why I was talking about playing for fun and shit, Dash loses but she doesn't think losing is a big deal, the end. But that's only the half of it, I was completely missing that her loss actually means that Fluttershy is better than her, and Dash doesn't care about it. Obviously that has absolutely nothing to do with the Rainbow Falls lesson I was talking about, and usually something like that would have been too much for Dash's pride, so yeah, her outstanding sportsmanship comes out of absolutely nowhere.

I'm fucking dense, I don't know why it took me so long to get it. But, still, I keep what I said yesterday, I don't want an episode à la MMDW humiliating Dash until she accepts that sometimes other ponies are better than her. Maybe the fact that that episode doesn't exist is bad writing, or bad continuity or whatever, but we've seen worse, so I'm still totally OK with skipping it and jumping right to this.

>>28352001
I'm pretty sure random flights, naps, weather control, and hayburgers are her only daily concerns.

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>>28352002
Kek, it happens love, don't worry about it.

I'm not sure I even understand what your line of thinking was before though, even only as a game loss Dash has shown to think losing is a big deal. Maybe not as much now since as you say, in Rainbow Falls her priority wasn't to win, but I think she still retains that passion for it due to her competitive nature.

Honestly thing about it, I reckon the sport being new to both of them is what meant Dash wasn't all that fussed in this case. Fluttershy surprised her but she seemed to have a knack for it, Dash didn't even know what it was until earlier that day. Also I've not seen Fluttershy really exceed at many sports, so Dash must have been proud of her too, given her performance in Buckball.

And again, the long goal was to win for Ponyville, in Fall Weather Friends she didn't seem too hung up on every victory Applejack had, rather just the overall picture

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>>28352001
Or just having quiet moments to reflect about things from time to time? If it happens it's all offscreen nobody cares about her character anymore. It's a big disappointment of the season and I don't believe it will get better.

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>>28352049
Actually, since I was so wrong, I think I need to rewatch the episode before keep on talking about it. I'm not sure if I want to overanalyze it tho, I'm not liking many episodes this season and this was one of the ones I liked, so I'd rather keep it that way.


>>28352001
It isn't much of a confirmation, but in Sleepless in Ponyville it looked like she was flying without going anywhere in particular. Well, it was just a scene, and it was really short, but I think it looked like she was doing it.
In my headcanon, she does it often. She probably uses her workout routine as an excuse, and she practices some of her tricks on her way. But when she arrives at a nice place, far from Ponyville, she takes some time for herself. Maybe watching the sunset, or the sunrise. Thinking about her day and the future, but also fantasizing about her next adventure and the next villain she and her friends will face. Maybe she'll even take a detour on her way home, flying through mysterious zones, trying to have a quick adventure or just to discover something new like Daring Do would do.
Meh, I don't know. But I see it as a completely "intimate" moment, much like Big Mac thoughtful moment in Brotherhooves Social, too "personal" to use it in an episode unless there's a really good excuse for it. The only good excuse I can imagine would be sharing that moment with Scoots, in one of those sisterly bonding moments, but Scootaloo would need to fly, and that seems unlikely, so I don't expect to see something like this on the show. But, well, that's what headcanons are for.

>>28354246
>"N-no homo."

>>28354246
Cute for a lesbian pic.

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>>28354246

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>"Thanks a ton Dr. Mous, I'll be sure to watch out for that,

"Great, just try to stay away from the hay burgers, alright?"

>"Sure thing! Have a good day!"

>You close the door slowly begins the noticeably pudgy stallion as he staggers out, applying the lock before tidying up a bit.

>He had come in with severe abdominal stress, which you discovered to simply be a case of bloating.

>You prescribed him some medicine for relief and advised that he drink some more water and less soda before sending him on his way.

>Your next patient should be here any moment though, so you have to hurry to get the room ready.

>Adjusting the thin paper sheet covering the table, you throw away a number of disposable coverings and medical tools, pulling out a fresh set for the next pony.

>Finishing with a few minutes to spare, you sit in your backless chair and draw out your clipboard, looking at the next patients information.

>Quickly glancing over their paperwork, you fall into your old habit of thinking aloud.

"Hmmm, looks like this mare is in very, very good heath. Quite a few broken bones and bumps, but that's certainly no reason to see a dietician."

>Idly flipping to the next page, you scan the top corner for the patients name along with other information.

>Reading over the paper, you do a double take when you see the name of your next patient.

"Wait a minute, no way. Is that-"

>Sounds of a scuffle emanating from the other side of the door draw your attention, cutting off your sentence.

>"Miss! You can't go in there yet!"

>"Yeah, I totally can! Watch me!"

>There's a short period of silence followed by a loud slam against your door, rattling the room.

>Another period of silence is observed before you hear a slight scuffling and a quiet knock on the door, followed by the soft voice of your head nurse.

>"Dr. Mous, one "Rainbow Dash" is here to see you."

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>>28356330
>Standing from your chair and crossing the room you gently undo the lock and fling the door open, staring at the two ponies before you.

"Thank you Mrs.. Redheart, I'm ready to see her now."

>The nurse turns and saunters back to her desk, grumbling something about "stubborn rainbow donkeys"

>You stare down perplexedly at the rainbow maned pony who was already brushing herself off.

>You attempt to welcome her into the room but she's already flapping past you, plopping down on the table and crossing her arms with a huff.

>Following her in and grabbing your clipboard you take a seat in your chair and roll over to her, glancing over her information one final time.

"So then Mrs. Dash, it says you're here a-"

>A loud groan cuts you off mid sentence, followed by a huff that echoes through the room.

>The blue pony stares at you full of exasperation, shaking her head.

>"Listen Doc, I appreciate your help, but I don't need it. I'm a lean, mean, flying machine. My diet is perfect, just like always!"

>You stare quizzically at her for a moment, glancing back down to your clipboard.

"Mrs. Dash, if you don't have any dietary issues, what exactly are you here for?

>Rainbow Dash growls at you a second time, staring down at the floor and frowning.

>"Spitfire says that I eat too many cupcakes…"

>"But what does she know anyways? She doesn't have to deal with all of Pinkie Pie's care packages!"

"Mmhm. How many cupcakes do you do you eat on a weekly basis?"

>"Oh, normal stuff. Like 20 or so, I gotta keep thin and awesome you know?"

>You don't even bother explaining to her the affects of cupcakes on your system, you've come to terms with the extremely poor dietary habits of these pastel horses.

"And I take it you exercise frequently at least?"

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>>28356334
>Rainbow Dash grins at you, flexing her forearm.

>"Oh yeah, all the time! No one flies faster than I do!"

>You grimace, jotting down a few notes on her papers.

>Dash squirms anxiously in her seat, tapping her hoof on the table.

>"So? I'm doing perfectly, right?"

"Well, I certainly can't say your diet is optimal."

>Dash frowns again, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly.

"But I really don't see any pressing issues currently, so I guess you're fine."

>Dash looks back to you, a new light of hope forming in her eyes.

>"So, if I'm all good can I go now?"

"Well yeah, but I really can't expre-"

>"Yeahcoolthanksdoc!"

>The mare speeds out the door, leaving many startled nurses and patients in her wake.

>Leaning out the door, you only find a hallway that appears to have been visited by a tornado, leading to an open window at the end of the hall.

>You can do nothing but shrug your shoulders and lean back into the room, readying it for the next patient.

>Picking up your clipboard you flip to the next page and read over the next patients name.

>"Pinkie Pie, mare, 26. Complains of unexplained sugar rushes."

FIN

>>28356341
Been awhile church . That was fast but cute. Just like dash

>>28356341
Nice. It was somewhat different from your previous stuff, and the formatting was weird, with all those line breaks, but reading your green is always a good thing.

>>28356341
I just realized that this looks really weird. I c/p'd it from /gtpone/, so the spacing is a bit of. This was done for a labor day thread, but i figured you guys might like it.

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>>28353999
>I'm not sure if I want to overanalyze it tho
Yeah I fully understand you there m8. It's all good

>>28352038
>hayburgers
Where's this come from?

>>28353513
>of the season
Has she done it much before in previous Seasons?

>>28359303
>>28359402

Both these pics just make me want to pet her wings.

I just dropping by to let you guys know that your Waifu is the worst pony and the cause why the show is garbage now. you all sucks as much as you shit waifu.

Have a nice day

>>28362342
That is a very fluffy Dash.

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>It has colossal legs and an annoyed, annoying anus, which is fitting. Rarely have colossal legs reminded me more of the eyelashes of a squidgy robotic camel.

>Its horse pussy is as flawless as an exemplary, queer bashing, which has been cooking cleverly like a magical, fleshy moon (pound it!).

>Naturally, it has all the wealth of a jew, which once swam absentmindedly. There is nothing like a jew that once swam absentmindedly.

>Lest not forget the nasty, naughty feel of a narrow nose cleverly nuzzling.

>Mother likes its colossal legs. Auntie likes its fitting anus.

>It is an absolute pooping!

>Adoration. What she gave you was certainly a form of that, through her light huffs and hidden smiles that seemed to carry your day from dawn to dusk as lightly as the stray feathers she left behind from her preening.

>You chuckled, even now, as she had thought such an act a loss of useless feathers, that you had so gingerly collected to store as a treasure of your own, a memory of time passed and love shared.

>She hadn't been too keen on the idea, certainly not on the little bell collar that sat abandoned in the corner, yet was scuffed from secret use.

>But you loved her little, fairy-like behavior, the warm lump that wiggled under your blanket when a thunderstorm was accompanied by the creaking of old wood.

>And certainly, her makeshift nest she had so proudly claimed was her own territory, that was made from your couch cushions and discarded pieces of paper.

>She was the little, sweet bundle of cyan that drifting through your dreams each night. And as the world began to fall to night, that familiar ball of warmth crawled under your arm.

>You couldn't help but sigh.

>>28363349
Cute. I welcome you (new?) writefag

>>28363423
If you want me here, sure.

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I think I have a problem.

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>She flashes you an excited grin before she rolls on her side and tugs the zipper with her muzzle.
>You watch in fascination as the Wonderbolt violently tries to disrobe.
>It was happening…again.
>For the second time in your life you were about to have sex with the girl you love.
>It was easy to think about, but difficult to comprehend.
>It was much more than a mutual activity, it was an opportunity to bond, to learn, to directly give and receive pleasure.
>To uncover the most intimate details and deep-rooted feelings.
>To bare yourselves completely in front of one another without fear.
>And it was about as close as you could get to expressing exactly how much you loved her.
>Dash impatiently pulls on the stubborn zipper underneath her chin, unknowingly displaying her attractive contours.
>As far as you were concerned, she was model materiel on a bad day after crashing in a mud puddle.
>But this was on a whole other level…
>Her suit fit like a glove and squeezed her fur against her body, highlighting the defined lines of her athletic chest and slender stomach
>The suit stretched across her powerful hind legs and sunk into the valley in between.
>Two small mounds bulged obscenely outwards, the stark contours of her mammaries complete with pinpricks for her nipples.
>No wonder she was the hottest-selling poster girl for the Wonderbolts.
>She struggles on, indifferent to her power over you.
>Your eyes trail farther south to the dark spot between her thighs…
>”A-Anon?”
>You metaphorically yank your hand from the cookie jar and see her looking at you with a sheepish blush.
>She diverts her gaze before confessing something embarrasing.
>”M-maybe I should s-shower first, I’ve been flying all day an-and…”
>You rush over and give her a kiss, showing her that she was still desirable to you regardless of how presentable she felt.
>You pivot on her face until you can see her zipper.

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>>28364138
>Dash takes advantage of the interesting twist on the familiar as she shows her relief with a soft coo.
>She spreads her fore legs so you can work unhindered.
>Her muzzle smacks noisily at yours as she fruitlessly attempts to satiate her unending appetite for your taste.
>’Feta-marinara’ was the most prominent flavor for obvious reasons, but you weren’t disappointed, you like leftovers.
>Her uniform was thin and gelatinous, almost like a wetsuit. It was supposed to keep her warm at high altitude and cool on hot, humid days.
>What is wasn’t supposed to do was keep you from touching her.
>The zipper soon gives way to your imposing willpower and you pull it down quickly.
>Her suit splits open under tension to reveal swirled and matted fur of her chest.
>Almost immediately you realize what her more sensitive nose did a moment ago.
>The smell of Dash sweat and BO hits you hard…she must’ve been afraid that you’d think she smelled.
>Hadn’t she learned by now?
>Her zipper gets down to her belly button area before it gets hung up on itself again.
“Mmh!”
>You let out a frustrated grumble and Dash giggles into your mouth in response.
>The combination of her unique scent and free-styling tongue made it too much to bear.
>Answering the call for immediate gratification, you temporarily abandon her zipper and your hand infiltrates between her suit and side.
>Wings puff out in response as your nimble appendages snake around her body and dig into her sweaty fur.
>You crawl up on the bed next to her, maintaining your perpendicular interception.
>Your hand swims through the humid environment and comes to rest at the rear of her wing root.
>Feathery appendages harden, making it uncomfortable for her to remain on her side.
>You anticipate her discomfort and pull her to your chest and scoot to a more spacious area of the bed.
>Your teeth clack painfully together when you plop her down, and you recoil a bit.
“Sorry Dash! You okay?”

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>>28364152
>She peeks one eye open at you with a slight grimace, her cheeks flushed pink. Her tongue runs across her front teeth before she cracks a smirk.
>”Heh, I’m better than okay.”
>You smile back.
“Well let me uhh…kiss it and make it better.”
>You quickly lean in before she has an opportunity to laugh at your cheesy remark.
>Your hand moves behind her neck and coaxes her to turn towards you as suddenly drops her nose into your homing pucker.
>It was a deliberate move that gave her time to speak.
>”You don’t have to make up excuses to kiss me you big…mmm…”
>She doesn’t dodge the second time and you don’t miss.
>Her fore hooves hook your neck to hold you.
>True to your word, you focus your puckered lips on her front teeth, placing pointed, sucking pecks along her upper row and gums.
>You diligently clean every remnant vein of tomato sauce as she giggles at the sensation.
>One hand was squeezing the back of her neck, but the other was searching farther south, a fact you didn’t realize until you heard her moan.
>It was sandwiched between Dash’s half-inch long fur and an the insulation of her suit making it unbelievably hot and humid.
>You were tempted to steal a peek to see if she was actually steaming, but her lips were more tempting.
>She gives off a short moan and spreads her hind legs as she feels your hand move between them.
>You really should tell her to be careful with that kind of behavior, it wasn’t good for your cardiovascular health.
>Pressing onwards, you feel her teat mush out of the way of your digits.
>For some reason you just loved the cute little furry globes attached to your favorite mare.
>Your heart rate increases as you curl your fingers to scratch at the base of the fatty mound. Her sweaty nipple tickles your palm.
>After pecking as many teeth as you could, you break the slobbery embrace to see a bit of humor in Dash’s magenta eyes.
>”I like it when you get creative.”
>You crack a smile.

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>>28364159
“I’m only creative because I have no clue what I’m doing.”
>Her eyes trail down to the imprint of your hand on her teat underneath her uniform and you follow.
>You suddenly felt a bit shy now that she’s actively watching you grope her.
>Hopefully she doesn’t think it’s…
*lick
>Her wet tongue flicks the tip of your nose and hot breath follows shortly after.
>“Heh, that’s okay…”
>Ears splay back and she tries to suppress her smile.
>”…just do whatever feels good.”
>That you know how to do.
>”But hurry up about it.”
>The hunger in her eyes was very real and you decided not to starve her any further.
>You move to lay next to her so you can nibble on her nape…a distraction for your migrating hand.
>She lets out a shaky breath and instinctively turns her head the other way to let you reach more of her sensitive neck.
>Your hand is well past her teats now, following a more restricted and sweatier pathway to her nether bits.
>Her neck was new area and you made sure to thoroughly explore it.
>You made contact with the short blue fur a few inches below her mane in an open mouth kiss.
>Sealing the area with your lips, you swirl your tongue around in a small circle.
>A hint of saltiness occupies your tongue…evidence of a light coat of sweat from low altitude flying.
>…screw the toaster thing you should be a detective.
>”Mmmmmmh…”
>She rolls her head back to stretch her neck muscles under your kiss—letting out a soft moan.
>That must mean she likes it.
>You finish her swirly and repeat farther up.
>You can feel your hand’s path getting narrower as you home in on the intersection of her legs and tail.
>You spread your fingers across her muff. She grunts and curls into your touch, abdominals flex and her hind legs press against the bed to push her crotch into your hand.
>”R-right there! It’s…i-itchy.”
>It seemed like the area was prone to itches, especially in her restrictive environment.

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>>28364167
>You could only imagine how itchy your balls would get if you spent a day of hard activity in a wetsuit.
>Your fingers dig into the damp fur and you scratch around, giving her the consideration demanded by your empathy.
>You temporarily abandon her nape and pull back to watch with a smile as her eyes squint shut in satisfaction and she bites the tip of her tongue.
>Your fingers snake to the crevices of her hind legs and you make sure to fire off every coiled nerve in the sweaty channels.
>Returning the center of her muff, you dig past her fur above her pubic bone and roughly stimulate the skin underneath.
>She lets off a few more little grunts as you finish relieving her itch.
>Finally satiated, she lowers her midsection back down and regains her composure.
“You alright Dash?”
>She peeks an eye over at you and races to come up with a response.
>”W-what? I’ve been itching at it all day but my hoof doesn’t work through the outside of the…”
“Dash…”
>She stops and looks at you wide eyed.
“…you don’t have to make up excuses to ask a favor.”
>Her blush deepens at the sound of her own words from earlier being repeated to her.
“Besides…I know how great my fingers are.”
>She does that cute thing where she tucks her muzzle and ears and looks up at you.
>”Heh, y-yeah they are pretty go-oooooah!”
>Her fore hooves tuck and hind legs shoot straight out.
>It really was ridiculous how sharp the line to her erogenous zone was.
>Whether she was really sensitive, or simply wasn’t expecting it, your middle finger in the corner of her crevice makes her arch her back and let out a sharp cry.
>You almost surprise yourself at the shock of suddenly fingering your mare.
>You’d never felt her with your fingers before.
>You weren’t really into surprises, but you have to admit it was a bit fun to watch her go from cosy to screaming in pleasure in a heartbeat.
>Besides, it’s about time to get the show on the road.

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>>28364177
>You roll the pad of your finger around in a small circle at the top of her opening.
>The movement works past the furry lips and into the naked, slimy flesh between.
>Her hind legs kick away, halfheartedly trying to escape the sudden overload of stimulation.
>”Goooohoho Anon!”
>You move back to her neck as you feel her wing harden underneath you.
“You’re really sensitive you know.”
>Her eyes stay shut.
>”I-I am no-aaa!”
>You slide your other arm under her neck and pull her opposite shoulder into you, kissing her flushed cheek.
>You dig for gold in the small pocket at the apex of her folds, instead you find her muscular nub buried in-between impossibly soft, wet walls.
“Heh, didn’t catch that.”
>Your adorable pegasus was struggling for breath as she abandons her ego and tries to rub her pleasure button against your finger.
>Your heart was about to beat out of your chest but you couldn’t die yet, you just started.
>”Keep it!…R-right-hhhhng!”
>This was fun.
“Do you want stay here…”
>You add some pressure on her clitoris and it slips past your pad in a wink, legs buck in unison.
>Your finger slides farther down her folds until her walls of hot wet flesh taper off into a pit.
>She stretches against her uniform to spread her legs even further, the added tension sandwiches you finger a bit deeper into her.
>”Aaaagh!”
“…or here?”
>You curl your finger inside her canal for emphasis and you feel her entire body tremble.
>Your lips move to plant a swirly kiss behind her jaw as she struggles to decide between the greater of two pleasures.
>She knows she can say both, right?
>“No!”
>No?
>She turns to look at you, forcing you to break away from her neck. Her faced is flushed with fresh beads of sweat.
>”I-I want *huff…y-you.”
>Despite her rather mushy confession, she doesn’t blush further as her amorous eyes shine with desire.

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>>28364184
>It was kind of heartwarming that she’d sideline her own pleasure for you.
>Really heartwarming.
“O-okay.”
>You do your best to swallow your nervousness as you pull your finger out of her hole and rub the outside her squishy jello-like lips.
>She props herself up on one hoof to unbutton your shirt while one of your hands continues to rub away at her composure.
>Teeth undo the bottom button of your polo rather quickly, but the second one gives her trouble.
>The heat and humidity between her crotch and suit was so intense it was like sticking your hand in jacuzzi water.
>A quiet schlicking noise emanates from between her legs as your gyrating fingers get more excited.
>”Ghh!”
>Dash’s muzzle yanks down and she presses the side of her face into your belly in an attempt to handle the stimulation.
>The button that was between her teeth…was still between her teeth.
>You look down to see a few snapped threads trailing from your shirt.
>What was with this mare and tearing your clothes?
>Not that you minded, but…
*thwp
>Dash spits out the button and it gets lost somewhere across the room.
>“Dude!”
>You focus on her face to see her frustrated features.
>”Take it easy! I wanna have some fun too you know!”
>As if on cue, another shudder racks her body, courtesy of your hand.
>You can’t tell whether it made her mood better or worse.
>What you do know is that as good as it felt for her, it was keeping her from doing what she wanted.
>Reluctantly, you decide to play it safe and withdraw your digits from her slippery region.
>She takes a deep breath and makes eye contact as your hand emerges from underneath her suit for the first time in a long time.
>Your mare’s evaporating wetness and the relative arctic environment of the room made your appendage feel cold, but you distract yourself by unbuttoning your shirt for her.

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>>28364202
>Dash just sits there and looks on, her flustered look replaced with a lustful one as she watches you disrobe.
>Her legs slowly come back together, the ghost sensations of your fingers make her hind hooves twitch periodically.
>You slide your arms out from your shirt and barely have time to toss it aside before her muzzle goes to your crotch.
“I got it…”
>Your words fall on deaf ears as she works her furry muzzle underneath your fingers, clasping your zipper between her teeth.
>Right as you pop the button she yanks the zipper down, the feeling of the pressure of your pants being released spurred you to free yourself even more.
>Dash awkwardly rolls over to lay on all four hooves as you shimmy out of your pants and underwear at the same time.
>She crawls forward until she can hook one warm fore hoof around your abdomen, her muzzle points towards your midsection and you can feel her breathing deepen.
>Oh boy.
>As you struggle to get your waistband lower, she follows with a pointed muzzle, waiting for the first bit of your member to reveal itself.
>But she turns back to you before she can see anything, an inquisitive look on her brow.
>”Did you shave your hair or something?”
“Y-yeah.”
>You’d trimmed up earlier this morning in anticipation of what you were doing now.
>”I…I like it.”
>Awesome.
>Your erect member finally frees it’s confines and slaps the back of her neck.
>She pins her ears and snaps back around to confront her assailant.
>She pauses for a moment when she sees it.
>You feel embarrassing heat rush to your face as she brings a hoof to gingerly hold your bobbing shaft.
>She takes special care to let only her soft frog contact your delicate skin.
>She’d never actually gotten a chance to really see you before, the last time you two had fun, it was pretty dark and she likely missed all the details she was soaking up now.

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>>28364213
>You’re afraid saying anything would make her feel pressured, so you hold your tongue as she holds your member.
>Eventually, your hand reaches out to scratch her rump through her uniform, the action demands a reaction and she snaps out of her trance.
>However, your self-consciousness doesn’t get a break as she goes to sniffing around your crotch.
>She moves your member side to side as she works her muzzle around you, you twitch a bit when she pokes her nose under your balls.
>The fact that she was attracted to your musk was actually relieving, after all, you like the way she smelled too.
>It was just the fact that she was so overt about it, it just made it feel so…awkward.
>Obviously this was something that was unique to her species or culture or maybe just her, so you make no effort to distract her.
>She withdraws and angles your member right at her lips, sniffing at the droplet of pre-cum at your tip.
>The plethora of colors that adorned the back of her head were on display and you try to see if they followed the ROYGBIV acronym you learned in 5th grade science class.
>You quickly deem the task far too difficult and instead close your eyes and focus on the hot breath blowing across your sensitive head.
“Whoah!”
>Your heart suddenly lurches and your eyes shoot open to get your bearing.
>Dash has her hooves around the base of your member and her tongue is splayed out across the smooth skin of your tip in a slow lick.
>Her tongue retreats—leaving a glistening coat of her saliva on your pink head.
>She quietly smacks her lips as she evaluates your taste.
>From behind you can see the corners of her mouth tug up in a smile.
>She eagerly leans back in and starts at the base of your shaft.
>Unable to tear your eyes away from your treatment, you prop yourself up and stare on as Dash goes to work.
>Her tongue slips between her hooves and promptly escalates to your tip.

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>>28364224
>She rapidly repeats the motion—thirstily lapping at your shaft like it was her favorite popsicle on a hot day.
“Ahhhh Dash.”
>Out of the corner of your eye you see her tail happily swish across the recently unmade bed.
>She works her way around the nearest side before pinning the top of your head to your belly with her hoof.
>Her actions leave your underside completely exposed to her and she starts licking along the spongy tissue all the way down to your balls.
>She quickly finds out the bottom is far more sensitive than the top as you uncontrollably twitch and moan.
>A surprisingly girly giggle surprises you and she makes no effort to conceal it.
>Your positive feedback makes her shift position again. Both her hooves move to opposite ends of your member and spread it out across your abdomen.
>She wasn’t exactly sure how to make you feel any better, but that wasn’t going to keep her from trying.
>She rights herself completely to give her muzzle the best angle and leans in with a grin.
>A few perpendicular licks near your base collaterally wet the edge of her hoof.
>Then she chomps down on it with soft lips as if she were eating a hot dog the wrong way.
>Her tongue swirls around the spongy tissue as she applies a surprisingly strong amount of suction and tugs.
“Ngah!”
>Your toes curl and eyes shut as her hot, wet, sucking kiss fires off every nerve it covered.
>You see her prismatic tail swim across the sheets—happy that she was making you feel good.
>Her seal finally breaks and she separates with a loud pop, a red circle of flushed skin glistens under a liberal amount of her spit.
>She moves farther up and repeats the process, all the while paying close attention to every bit of physical and verbal feedback you were providing.
>Her technique was interesting but surprisingly stimulating.
>Whether it’s due to her inexperience or a different set of cultural practices you don’t know.

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>>28364234
>You avoid dwelling on it and lay your head back to enjoy your Dash-style blowjob.
>The feeling of placing your complete trust in her to handle you at the moment you felt most exposed and vulnerable was indescribable.
>You were putty in her hooves and she knew it, but instead of using that to her own advantage, she only sought to find new ways of pleasuring you.
>All the above, combined with the knowledge that she had more sharp incisors than you made her simple oral activity the ultimate trust exercise.
>Hooves and a warm mouth shelter you under her caring embrace as she lathers you up in an expression of her love.
>Her long, pink tongue trails a few more affectionate licks above the three red circles on your under-shaft, subduing the inflammation with a million felt tastebuds.
>She lifts her hoof off your tip just enough to slide her muzzle under and experimentally kisses your head.
”Oh…right there!”
>Excited at your verbal approval, she removes her hoof completely and kisses the area again, kneading the loose skin with soft lips.
>Gathering confidence from your twitching legs, she takes some of the sensitive tissue between her teeth in an extremely mild bite and pulls it away from your underside.
”Aaagh!”
>The action pulls your member off you and a drop of pre drips from your tip onto your belly.
>She releases you and moves her muzzle underneath your re-tempered member.
>Her tongue swipes below your bellybutton to gather your escaped fluid before moving down to slobber over your recently shaved pubic area.
>One fore hoof was pulling at the inside of your thigh and the other was right below your ribs for stability.
>Her fuzzy cheek and jaw nudged your manhood out of the way as she licked lower and lower.
>Her tempo had been fairly steady over the past few minutes but the clear liquid that just came out of you seemed to have a latent effect.
>Like catnip…or RedBull.
>Her tongue gets a bit bolder as she really starts getting into it.

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>>28364246
>She makes it to your base before diverting.
>Wet muscle slicks into the crevice of your balls and thigh as your musk starts to drive her crazy.
>She moves onto your sack and tugs on your loose skin the same way she did on your tip.
>You feel the presence of her erect wing a foot above your closed eyes…but mostly you feel her tongue.
>She avoided concentrating her attention in any one area, opting instead to explore around the foreign sex organs of her mate.
>It only seemed hot when she was the one grunting in pleasure, so you try your best to keep quiet.
>…But your best only goes so far when your opponent’s an energetic, young, horny pegasus mare.
>She licks anything and everything that made you twitch, pausing only to kiss off drops of pre on your tip.
>The assault of hot breath, spit and fur continues for the better part of the next minute until you begin to fear an early finish to your romantic evening.
“Dash…”
>She gives your head a final lingering lick before turning her flushed cheeks and dilated eyes to face you.
*gulp
>A long string of saliva stretches between her chin and your spoiled member.
>She breathes deliberately through a half open mouth, hungry eyes lock unwavering onto yours.
>Holy shit.
“I-isn’t that getting u-uncomfortable?”
>You shakily point to her Wonderbolts’ outfit that you never finished unzipping.
>She weighs her decision carefully.
>”Y-yeah…help me out.”
>For a second you thought she was about to say ‘no’ and go back to her dessert…which would’ve promptly been creme covered desert.
>Jumping at the opportunity to last longer, you sit up out from under her and she does as well.
>You do your best to ignore the fact that your wetted erection was completely visible as it obnoxiously slapped against the sides of your thighs.
>Dash just spent some quality time with it…no need to feel embarrassed now.
>She stiffly flaps and shuffles a bit closer to your helping hand.

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>>28364256
>You hold her shoulder and reach down to her belly as she patiently watches your movements.
>The zipper comes completely undone on the first try and Dash looks up at you with a blank stare.
>All the earlier frustration and resentment at the simple clasp manifests as laughter as you both crack up at the situation.
>”HAHAHAHAHA! What the hay! Just like that?”
“Ha-yeah…I guess it had something to do with sitting up.”
>She doesn’t dwell on it long, and before you know it she’s got one foreleg already free of the binding fabric.
>You help her out of the other one as she holds onto you for support.
>It was just as annoying and clingy as you thought it’d be.
>Now for her wings.
>Unfortunately her excitement made the situation much more difficult, and the last thing you want to do is hurt her gorgeous appendages.
>Dash realizes this too and grabs the leading edge of her wing to pull it to her side.
>You watch in amazement as she manages to fight the resistance of blood flow and fold her erect structure.
>She looks over to you for help once she gets it to her side and the message is instantly clear.
>You pull back the fabric around her wing hole to make it big enough to slip it through.
>It gets half-way out before she hands off control of her tensed wing to you and switches to pull on the loose suit material.
>Her wing was insanely strong and you have to brace against each other to keep it subdued.
>Knowing how sensitive they were you were afraid to hurt her, but she doesn’t seem to mind as she concentrates on freeing the last of her pinfeathers.
>”Th-there.”
>She makes eye contact and you release her wing.
*pomf
>It unfurls in a flash and slaps your face pretty hard.
>You actually heard your jaw pop.
>You fix your hair before noticing a sheepish smile on your mare.
>”Heh, uhh…sorry about that.”
>Even if she’d broken your nose you wouldn’t be mad at her.

>>28364265
>You lean in and kiss the tip of her muzzle before repeating the process with her other wing.
>Your teamwork finally releases her and you do the honors of peeling back the uniform from her sweaty-smelling torso.
>She sighs and leans into you in relief, her muzzle hooking over your shoulder in a thankful hug.
>”Ahhhh…you have no idea how h-hot that thing gets.”
>Oh you probably do.
>Finally on the home stretch, she tries to stand up before losing her balance.
>She flushes a bit at her artificial handicap and tries again, this time you help bear a portion of her weight by throwing an arm under her damp midsection.
>You grab the edges of her uniform and yank it down her rump impatiently.
>She shuffles on her hooves to rebalance after every tug, but otherwise stays motionless and quiet.
>You get it down to her tail before pausing to confront the simple problem.
>You hook a finger underneath her hot, sweaty dock and pull it away from it’s home.
>She tries to twitch it back and her rump shoots away from you reflexively at the alien sensation.
>You pause for a second and let her lean back into your touch—attempting to dispel any fear you that she didn’t want you to touch her there.
>You repeat the process with minimal twitching, this time you run your finger up until you hit her colors and pull her tail hair through the hole in her suit.
>Gently, you pull the suit past her nether bits and you peek over her rump to glimpse strings of her sex fluid snapping back towards a softball sized wet spot on the fabric.
>You’re suddenly overwhelmed by a musk that could only be the result of trapping a days worth of sweat and an hour’s worth of excitement against her furry genitals.
>And damn did it turn you on.
>You’re strongly tempted to give the area more attention…strongly tempted…but you didn’t want to keep Dash bound any longer.
>One final pull brings the suit to her hooves and you pick up each hoof to remove it from the leg tubes.

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>>28364271
>Excited that your mare was finally bare, you drop the uniform at the side of the bed as Dash’s slobbery muzzle makes a bee line for your lips.
>You bring your arms around her and she does the same as you fall onto your back.
>Dash lays her rear down across your belly and your naked bodies revel in each other’s touch.
>Hot sweat transfers from her body onto yours and it evaporates off her back in an invisible steam.
>Any hint of dinner and had long since been washed away by copious salivation, leaving only natural flavor of your mare.
>Sloppy eating habits from her earlier crotch buffet had left her muzzle slick with the smell and feel of cold spit.
>…A fact you take advantage of as you greedily manifest your lust for her body.
>You struggle to keep your head from swirling at the sheer intensity of her encompassing presence.
>As you both lap at each other’s maws, your hands run through the sweaty fur of her back.
>You drag your fingers against the grain of her hair, aerosolizing an invisible mist of Dash sweat that wafts down to chill your arms, legs, and any exposed areas of your face.
>All of her hooves clutch tightly to you as her tail brushes your legs and she inches her butt cheeks lower and lower down your stomach.
>You felt a bit of reservation in going straight for the kill, especially after all she did for you.
>As hard as it was, you use your superior strength to lift her above you by her shoulders.
>She cranes her neck down to lay her drooling tongue on your lips as she tries to pull herself back down.
>Her eyes were glassy and focused on your mouth, she had one thing on her mind.
>It takes a moment for her to snap out of her loving haze but she finally makes eye contact.
>You wordlessly communicate that you want to stop and she rolls off your belly with a frustrated huff.
>Anything that didn’t involve her mouth on a part of your body was something she didn’t want to do.
>She’ll be thanking you in a minute though.

>>28364286
>She huffs but ultimately complies as you guide her to lay back against your pillow in a belly up orientation.
>You had no idea why she was in such a rush, at this point the inevitable was going to happen, why not prolong the fun?
>You position yourself perpendicular to her prone form and give her a sincere smile.
>Her blush was completely abandoned in favor of a heated fluster.
>”Augh. Hurry up already I’m about to explode here!”
>You’ll make her explode alright, you’re just going to take your time about it.
“Not everything’s a race Dash.” You say as you lower yourself onto her.
>You hold her fore legs aside and kiss the thicker area of her chest, savoring the salty flavor of her longer breast fluff.
>You repeat the swirly method you used on her neck, giving her two spit-slicked tornado nipples.
>She doesn’t get it…but she shuffles her back into the pillow a bit more, the disappointed look wiped off her face.
>You chuckle inwardly and continue lower.
“Sometimes it’s nice to take things slow.”
>You nose digs into her sensitive belly, the scent of her hot sweat and spicy body odor fills your lungs.
>Lips tease her ticklish belly with kisses, slowly changing her attitude about the activity.
>She giggles as bit as your kisses get longer and wetter.
>You feel a nub poke your cheek and promptly move to give it attention.
>Her abdominals flex when you flick the little ‘outie’ belly button with your tongue as her giggles turn into laughter.
>You move on to keep it from becoming a tickle session.
>The next stop was her teats.
>You waste no time picking a fatty mound to fill your mouth with.
>You were beginning to get a hint of her concentrated musk from earlier, and it takes some serious self control to keep from diving in to it’s source six inches away.
>That would be unprofessional.
>After all, you were the one teaching her to take it slow.

>>28364293
>Your hands move to grab her hind legs and spread them apart for easier access to her mammaries.
>Your tongue circles the fur on her mound and you suckle on her nipples, briefly wondering if she had any milk.
>Unfortunately she was dry, but you make a mental note to try again when she goes into heat.
>Blue globes jiggle as you bounce back and forth between them, trying to even out the amount of attention they both received.
>They may not exactly be sensitive, but they had to have some nerves in them right?
>She may not understand the reasoning behind it, but you hoped your passionate kisses helped her realize just how special they were to you.
>It didn’t seem like she minded before, at least she never mentioned it, but the the last thing you want to do is disappoint her so you keep it short.
>You finish playing with her nipple and plant a long lick in the salty gap between her pocket-sized globes.
>Traveling even father south you begin to get more feedback from your mare as her legs and abs tense up.
>The fur of her muff gradually got a good inch longer than the short fur that covered the rest of her body…not quite as long as her chest tuft, but pretty close.
>Focusing in to examine it, you see that the whole area was matted and knotted in a swirly mess.
>Spreading her fur with two fingers, you see that her normally pink skin is red and splotchy from irritation.
>It was the pony equivalent working out in compression shorts with a massive, unkept bush.
>Poor girl…no wonder it was so itchy.
>You do your best to right the wrong that had been done to her.
>Baring your teeth, you nibble on her skin and effectively start combing through her longer hair with your teeth.
>”Mmmmmmm…”
>She lets out a sigh of content as you fulfill her unspoken desire.
>Her legs hold their position without your coaxing and her cooperation allows you to hook your arm around her thigh and scratch at any remnant itch.
>”Ngh.”

>>28364314
>Sharp musk sat dangerously close to your nose, but right now your mare needed you to stay where you’re at.
>You move mid way up the crevice of her leg and test the waters there.
>A green light from her body prompts you to dig deeper, you’re teeth can’t quite reach her skin because of the angle so instead you bite on her fur and pull gently on her follicles.
>One of your hands mirrored your mouth in her other leg crevice.
>The other continued to comb through the mess of her muff.
>”Agh.”
>Quiet little grunts escape your pegasus as she experiences a different kind of pleasure.
>Releiving an itch can feel pretty good too sometimes…especially if it was close to something felt pretty good all the time.
>Your nibbling and scratching works down opposite sides of her pubic bone and meets in the center.
>Your mouth takes over and nips at the shallow meat attached to her skeletal system.
>”Aaaagh!”
>Much to your surprise, the area has a sweet tang on top of the sweat.
>You had to really dig to find it, but it was there.
>Must be some kind of shampoo or athletic powder or something.
>”Ghhg!”
>She rocks her hips back into you in search of more stimulation.
>At some point you’d made the transition into lover territory.
>Your nose was now hanging just over the edge of her fun bits, her musk was chipping away at your resolve like an army of burly lumberjacks.
>You’d kept your eyes closed the whole time with the intentions of rewarding yourself with the sight of her bits when you finally progressed far enough.
>The fact that you couldn’t see them was the only reason you hadn’t completely lost control yet.
>Eight fingers and a few thumbs stimulate tortured nerves of her muff while your lips nibble on her long wet fur.
>Hind legs kick and she lets out more frequent cries of pleasure.
>Something warm and wet dabs the tip of your nose, but you can’t make out any details.
>”Gaaah! Anon!”

>>28364321
>Legs buck again and she rocks her pelvis against your teeth.
>That’s it.
>The last straw.
>In an instant you hook your hands around the inside of her back thighs and pull yourself over and into the source of her scent.
>Your upside down orientation forces your nose into the crevice of her sweaty cheeks and you can’t help but sniff deeply at your mare’s numbing musk.
>The raw, wet smell of your horny mate combined with an unbreathable flight suit gave her genitals the most pungent odor you’ve ever sampled.
>As much as it should’ve been a turn off, it wasn’t.
>The signals that your nose sent your brain made connections and spawned urges you normally wouldn’t have.
>The accelerated brain function made you feel a bit light headed as the room spun around you.
>Part of you says ‘don’t weird her out,’ but a much larger part told you to have at it.
>After all, she’d done the same to you a moment ago.
>Your heart sprints as your open mouth presses in to satisfy your primal attraction.
>You press your lips gently onto her puffy, slippery folds and your slick tongue easily penetrates her defenses.
>Dash’s back arches and she lets out an ear shattering cry.
>You sense her plothole twitch somewhere in the same crevice your nose is buried in.
>”Naaaaaagh!”
>Somewhere amidst the static in your head, the sensations on your face, and the pounding in your chest, you register…sweet.
>A sweet taste…like those caramel hard candies, but with a bit of salty tang.
>Your brain cuts off all other input for a minute to process the new information.
>Your first conclusion is immediately rejected on grounds of ‘it’s too good to be true.’
>But a second appraisal only confirms the first.
>Dash’s privates tasted like candy…except, better…
>…zero calorie and not as bad for your teeth…
>Holy shit.
>Why didn’t anyone tell you about this?
>…
>Time out.

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>>28364324
>You raise your head from her nethers and look back wide-eyed at her sheepish attempt at composure.
>You had the intentions of sharing your discovery but suddenly forget what you were going to say.
>Thinking is hard.
>Dash’s head was in a different place entirely.
>”A-anon…isn’t it a b-bit…uh, d-dirty?”
>Dirty?
>Your chest flutters as you look down between her legs and pull one fold aside with a thumb.
>She winces as her sensitive canal get’s exposed to the cool evening air.
>Azure fur, luscious pink walls, and an active little nub…and wetness…lots of wetness.
>Just what you’d expect.
>No dirt, disease, additives, or…artificial sweeteners.
>Only natural products of a young, healthy, horny, and recently virgin pegasus…completely safe to consume in large quantities.
>You lose yourself in the sight of the gorgeous organs that made your mare a mare.
>You catch yourself when you start leaning back into her wafting musk and remember her concerns.
>You look back to her with the same stupor on your face.
>It depends on how you define ’dirty’…but by every metric you knew of, her crotch was pristine.
“N-No…”
>That’s about the best you can do.
>Her blush had since consumed her whole face, heck, even her nether lips were blushing a bit.
>The lack of blurring sheltering darkness was taking it’s toll on her nerves. She was really struggling with all of this exposure and attention.
>She keeps her hooves tucked nervously as she tries to stammer out a response.
>”I-its just…s-stallions don’t usually d-do that sorta th-thing.”
>That just didn’t make any sense.
>What are they all gay or something?
>Even a day in a sweatsuit didn’t render her nethers inedible…it just…fermented them…like a fine wine.
>Your beautiful mare squirms nervously in your hold and shamefully keeps her eyes from meeting yours.
>The sight of her in discomfort helps you find calming words in an instant.

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>>28364335
“Dash…”
>You wait until she makes eye contact, the timid squiggle never leaving her mouth.
“…I love everything about you. You have nothing to worry about, you’re very clean down there.”
>She audibly gulps as she takes what you say to heart.
“This is just as good for me as…uh, it was for you…probably better…so don’t think I’m forcing myself.”
>You feel her relax a bit as she processes what you said.
>You may not understand each other’s little quirks, or why she was turned on by one thing and not the other, but you did understand one thing very, very well.
>You loved each other.
>And as such, every action was orchestrated solely for the benefit and of the other.
>This relationship wasn’t about personal gain…it never had been.
>Despite this, Dash’s lingering concern for you forces her to come up with another excuse.
>”I-I don’t want to f-finish…yet…”
>Something about her statement didn’t sit right.
>She’s used the same excuse the last time you had sex.
>At the time it was cute and heartwarming, but in hindsight it just seemed…off.
>This time, her tone held a touch of fear.
>Ironically it was like she was afraid the fun would end too soon, like she wasn’t sure she could go again…wait.
>Your brow furrows in concentration.
>She was pretty new to this whole thing so maybe…
>Laying across her belly you turn to look her in the eye.
>You feel no remorse in temporarily abandoning her butt to talk with her.
“You know you can finish more than once right?”
>She gives you a deadpan look, slightly embarrassed at the topic of the conversation.
>Her answer comes hurriedly despite her charign—hoping to pass the information as quickly and shamelessly as possible.
>”Well…y-yeah…a few mares can if they l-like use magic”
>This was interesting.
“No I mean your body can go again…right after your first.”
>”I-I’ve heard Cloudchaser talk about it, b-but it’s only happened to her once…she says.”

>>28364349
>Dash lacked the confidence you had in your assertion.
>Her experience with her hoof on her free time obviously left much to be desired…though she didn’t know that yet.
>Was she in for a surprise.
>You crack a mischievous smile and feel a blush form on your cheeks.
>She just gives you a confused look in return.
>Don’t worry love, it’ll all make sense soon.
>You spring into action and maneuver around to her rump.
>Modesty tries to force her legs shut and she has to remind herself that it’s only you that’s seeing her secrets.
>You stop when you’re looking up at your pent up mare from behind.
>The multiple colors of her tail converge right above a light-pink, wrinkled donut of skin.
>Every bit of exposed skin glistened with wetness.
>The rainbow flicks under your intense gaze—trailing a bit of her crystal clear lube from her anus to the bare underside of her dock.
>Millimeter azure fuzz spans the short distance to the next crevice in her geography.
>Her pink innards were hidden by blue fuzzy lips.
>The bottom corner of her fatty puffs leaked a trail of fluid which got lost in the wet spot that covered most of her eye candy.
>The attention made her a even more uncomfortable as she shuffles her hind legs.
>Her clitoris pokes out from between her gap and you hear a quiet whimper.
>You realize the dynamic must be similar for her too.
>Here she was, immobilized on her back with erect wings, literally cornered on her bed, with the mouth of a hungry predator inches from her most vulnerable area.
>She had to pretty much trust you with her life to let herself get into this situation.
>Of course, she did trust you with her life.
>It never occurred to her that it was even possible for you to hurt her—and it wasn’t…but her subconscious instinct was sounding the alarm.
>She may not know where it was coming from, but it made her jittery and nervous.
>Overcome by a strong yearning to quell her fear, you move in and place a hand on her wet muff.

>>28364357
>Turning your head a bit to the side, you take advantage of your wider tongue and place a slow, encompassing lick across her tasty folds.
>”Aaghaaaaah…”
>Wet hairs uniformly align with your direction of travel as her swollen lips mush down and split a bit under your pressure.
>You revel with joy as you feel her body relax in response to your subliminal message.
>You were going to pleasure her, not hurt her.
>The combination of your hand and hot breath between her legs shielded her sensitive area from the relatively cooler air of the room.
>It gave her the sense that she was being sheltered and protected by her tamed predator.
>You had her absolute trust, and with that came certain privileges.
>”Ohmygosh…aaaah!”
>Her hips buck hard and her glutes twitch out of sync as you french kiss her nether lips.
>She tries to escape the overwhelming pleasure, but fails miserably.
>Your tongue passes a half-inch past her jiggly folds and bottoms out in the fleshy pocket at the apex of her crevice.
>You pretty much lose consciousness as you’re overcome with an intrinsic and insatiable appetite for anything with her musky smell or taste on it.
>You alternate between prying at the nub with your tongue and digging around her protective clitoral hood to gather her rich flavor.
>It was a very complex environment.
>Female mechanics were infinitely more sophisticated than yours—a fact you didn’t appreciate until you attempted to navigate your mare.
>There was much more than just a hole. Her two unsuspecting labia peeled back to reveal her clitoris, urethra, vagina, and countless angles and crevices of sensitive, muscled wall.
>Her frequent winking, the flexing of her walls, and the constant attempts of her elastic lips trying to close her up again made the environment a dynamic one.
>And you weren’t even technically inside her yet.
>As if that wasn’t enough, her taste played games with you too.

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>>28364360
>The little pocket you’d been digging in was ripe with sweat and the natural metallic tang of flesh that had never seen the light of day.
>Her clit itself was almost just as sharp…but the closer you got to her canal, the sweeter she got.
>You push your tongue in as deep as it’ll go, following the trail of salty caramel.
>”Oooahhh!”
>Her opening lacked the matrix of nerve clusters she had elsewhere, pleasure came mostly from knowledge of the intimate act in itself.
>She trembles in shock at the new sensations you coax out of her.
>”Ngaaaaah!”
>You’d need a longer tool to reach anything of value, but she seemed to want you there anyways.
>Lips pass her folds and you seal them around her sloppy opening.
>You apply gradually increasing suction on her canal—hoping the biological straw led to more sweet nectar.
>”Goaaaaahahahaaa!”
>Your attempt is largely unsuccessful because the ’straw’ dead ends in a vacuum.
>Her walls hold a flex—like she’s trying to push something out for you.
>You circle the tense hole a bit just in case she had a surprise waiting, but a fluttering movement suddenly startles you.
>You pucker and kiss off of her to look down at the distraction.
>Her dock was having some sort of seizure, the colors of her tail fluttering and blending in a blur of movement as it fought against the spring mattress.
>What the hell was…
*sput
>A quiet squelch is your only warning before her legs kick and a string of hot fluid escapes her canal to close-line your nose.
>The unexpected ejection startles you, but fascination quickly concentrates your attention back on her.
>Her spot her slightly out of focus face creased in a grimace of pleasure as her mouth is open in a silent cry.
>Despite her lack of vocals, a Dash-gasm was a loud and violent experience.
>Her wings seized along with her dock, feathers rapidly batter the sheets.
>Hind legs tremble and fore legs tense as her entire system gets rocked with contractions.

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>>28364383
>You knew it felt good, but you still find yourself wishing you were between her arms to comfort her.
>Your position demands a compromise and an soothing hand goes to circle her belly as she breathlessly rides her orgasm.
>Invisible musk fills your nose as her clit splits the top of her folds in another contraction.
>Her second spit is much weaker and arcs a clear string from the bottom of her folds onto the edge of her dock.
>Remnant contractions succeeded only in making her slathered crevice drool more.
>”Ahhhhhh…mmm…”
>Her rigid spine finally relaxes and you feel her soft belly breathe out a relieved coo.
>Your eyes cross to see the string on your nose was still connected to her.
>Experimentally you wipe it off with a finger and taste it.
>Part of you was excited at the possibility that her cum was a new substance entirely, but it was identical to her sex lube.
>The fact that her body somehow made this stuff was unbelievable.
>It wasn’t disappointing at all…it just gave you a sweet incentive to get her off.
>Not that you needed an incentive to begin with.
>She get’s no respite as you quickly clean up as much of her residue as you can.
>Her in-perceivably short refractory period passes at some point and you quickly start working her up again.
>”Hnnnng.”
>You get a few exasperated responses from her as you force her nerves to fire off into the afterglow of her orgasm.
>You finish disposing of her evidence and go back to exploring her anatomy.
>Halfway between her canal and her clit was her urethra.
>”Anon-aah!”
>The small pinhole provided a fun challenge for your tongue as you work as much of your tip into it as you can.
>”Naaagh!”
>Her bucking leg takes her by surprise, she fully expected to taper off after she came.
>You return to her clit and and stimulated it with a few sloppy kisses before working your way out.
>You nibble your way around both her lips before licking at the base of her slit.

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>>28364390
>With the source of her sweetness depleted, you resign to following the overflow.
>Your tongue traces the trail down her perineum and stops to circle her taunt plothole.
>You were glad to see her stellar hygiene standards applied everywhere as you come upon a clean slate on which to express yourself.
>Normally, such an action would make her buck away from the strange sensation, but at this point, she did’t care.
>Contact with her naked skin only makes her try to open up more.
>After you lather the outside of her tasteless donut, you move to lap at the puddle of lube that had pooled in the pit of her dock.
>One hand moves under the small of her back while the other holds her tail out of the way.
>The combination of your efforts open her up enough to get your tongue under the short protrusion of her spine.
>She shudders at shakes in your grasp, moaning as you stimulate an area she didn’t know was sensitive.
>With her nethers finally clean, you pull back and look at what you’ve done.
>Your mare was little more than a puddle of fur and feathers with a few legs held awkwardly in the air.
>Her butt was covered in your spit—it’s hair a matted and lumpy mess.
>She looked at you with an open-mouth smile and rosy cheeks, nostrils flared with each breath and her submissively folded ears complemented loving, thankful eyes.
>You love her so freaking much.
>You return her smile and crawl up to her face…stopping to plant a parting kiss dead-center on her still twitching sex.
>Magenta eyes follow you, silently confessing their love as you slide into position over her.
>Hot Dash breath warms your face as she locks her eyes on yours and tries to control her breathing.
>As soon as you get close enough she leans in to steal a soft kiss from your lips—indifferent to where they’d been a moment ago.
>It wasn’t anything like her slobbery assaults from earlier, it was much more sensual.

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>>28364393
>You wrap her up in your arms snuggle closer to her warmth as you match her kiss straight on.
>Your noses rest against each other and share each other’s air in an intimate display of mutual comfort and trust.
>This was as still as she’d been all evening, but your tuned senses picked up countless cues from her body—most of which she didn’t know she was displaying.
>After half a minute of your squeaking kiss, you have enough data points to plan your next move.
>One hand goes back to her rump before tracing up her dangling hind leg.
>You hook the crevice of her knee and pull it up.
>Her leg automatically opens up and her other one goes straight in anticipation of the next event.
>She moans softly into your mouth as you position your hips over hers, your tortured member suddenly aching in response.
>You pull off her with a pop and peck the tip of her sweaty nose.
>Dilated, amorous eyes pry open your emotional floodgates as her happy giggle goes straight to your heart.
>You take a deep breath and lower your member into her sea of wet fur.
>She gasps but maintains eye contact as you grind the base of your member against her hot folds to refresh it’s layer of lubrication.
>You let out a satisfying grunt of your own as you feel sexual contact again for the first time in a while.
>You scratch your sudden itch on her messy sex, your testes ache for release.
>Spurred on by your promise to make her finish one more time, you reposition your hips to prod your tip at her entrance.
>Hearts race and you swallow a final lump in your throat.
>Despite your previous experience, you can’t help but notice Dash seems really nervous.
>Her mouth is pressed in an anxious squiggle and her eyes search your face for comfort.
>The painful throb of overwhelming lust instantly yields to the ache in your heart and you slam on the brakes.
>Your famished sex drive was no match for the power of your empathy.

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>>28364402
>The whole point of this was to make her happy, there was no way you were continuing until you were one hundred percent sure that’s what she wanted.
>Heck, she could call the whole thing off right now and you’d be okay with it.
>…You’d have a painful case of blue balls, but it’d be a profitable trade for your mare’s comfort.
>Remembering how you calmed her before, you lean forward and pull away from her hips.
>She was elated that you read her mind and whimpers of joy squeak from her cuddled form.
>Mouths hover next to each other with enough of an overlap to pass breaths freely.
>Her eyes bore into yours as she inhales your whisper of comfort.
“I love you more than anything in the world Rainbow Dash…”
>She chokes up on a lump in her own throat at your emotional expression.
>You could swear her eyes were starting to water.
>A yearning whimper escapes your pegasus as she struggles to get closer to you.
“Shhhhh…shhhhh…don’t strain yourself…I’ll do all the work for you…shhhhh…
>Your nose strokes the side of her sweaty cheek and she lets out a coo and melts in your arms.
>Her nose steadily takes in your scent as you migrate to her ear.
>You find yourself choking as your swelling heart threatens to make you cry as well.
>The furry flap twitches as you whisper her a final message.
“You’re mine and I’m never going to love another as long as I live…”
>Simple words seem to possess a magic of their own as the puddle of pegasus in your arms rocks with indescribably powerful emotions and attachment to her human.
>You hold her close as she finds renewed vigor.
>Tendrils of her deep rooted drive to mate snake up around the corners of her mind and begin to pull her down into a deep pit of lust.
>You patiently wait as you experience her whimpers turn into nuzzles, her nuzzles turn into licks, and her licks begin to rock her body.
>When she finally lowers herself to dab your member with her drooling folds, you spring into action.

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>>28364409
>You withdraw from your hug just enough to nuzzle your nose against hers and look into her eyes.
>Coming to terms with your fluttering chest, you slowly push your hips forward and Dash’s struggle to stay open.
>You quickly realize that you hadn’t softened a bit during your interlude.
>Dash stays relaxed as the diamond-hard member between your legs lances her engorged labia and your head flares just underneath her lips.
>The grinding hadn’t been necessary, there was more than enough lubrication to slip painlessly into her canal.
>”Nnngeeee!”
>Her chin tucks to her chest and her ears fold from their half-forward state as she squees in pleasure, her hind legs instinctively stretch as hard as they can to open herself up to you.
>Inch by inch you disappear into her feverish body, the counterintuitive slow penetration was worth every second.
>Not only was Dash more comfortable that way, it was also much more pleasurable.
“Aaaaagh!”
>Your teeth grind together as the tightness of her canal pulls back on the skin of your shaft and exposes your slick glans.
>The flare you had when you entered her finally recedes only to have another one take it’s place.
>”Goaaaaaaaaoh…”
>More of your weight leans onto her as you finally bottom out, the audible indication of a penetrated sex squelching against your crotch goes unnoticed to the near-unconscious mare.
>”Ooooooh…Anooon.”
>You give the top of her snout a kiss before leaning back a bit.
>One hand anchors you to her tuft of chest fur, the other holds her raised thigh against your stomach.
>Her other leg was centered under your butt and her hips were canted to give her maximum exposure to your pleasure granting penis.
>You fight a shudder and slowly begin thrusting into her.
>She soaks up every intimate sensation without any hint of reservation.
>Folds slobber on you as you begin to pick up speed, stimulating the deep tissue of her innards.
>”Ooooooooagh!”

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>>28364427
>Her tail flicks against your butt cheek as if somehow connected to the countless nerves inside her.
>The cheap mattress begins to squeak in rhythm at your repetitive motions.
>You were so hard, her canal had a hard time guiding your member.
>It maintained its inclined angle even when you were buried, the result was that you created intense friction between her deep walls.
>You used this to her advantage and make her scream in pleasure as her vagina is forced to bend around you.
>”ANOOON! AAAAAGH!”
>A few more stimulating thrusts bottom out near the end of her canal to the sound of sloppy squishing.
>Shudders suddenly overtake her body and she surprises you with her second climax.
>Dang, you need to get better at pre-empting those.
>You continue thrusting to build her up as much as you can before she drops off the cliff.
>One. Two. Three.
>”NUUUGH!”
On your fourth thrust, her first contraction hits her and the geometry of her canal changes ever so slightly.
>Her hot, pure liquid spurts half way down your half buried shaft and coats your balls.
>Her toned abs flex and her body curls around your junction.
>You short a circuit somewhere and force her body to malfunction as she tries to evacuate the remaining contents of sex glands onto your hilted shaft.
>You have no idea where she stored all that juice, but you weren’t about to question it.
>The next few thrusts glide like glass on ice and her entire body temporarily shuts down.
>Before she can fully finish cumming, you loop your leg around her tense straight one and plant your knee to lock the other in it’s inclined fashion.
>With your position secured, you lean forward to prop yourself over her body in an instinctive, dominant position.
>One hand braces against the mattress while the other moves to her fluttering wing.
>Her beautiful face is frozen shut with pleasure and you lean down to nuzzle next to her brow.

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>>28364435
>You struggle to keep from yelling into her ear as her velvet canal milks your member.
>You resume thrusting and plant a few kisses along her forehead and crown.
>Her lubricant production tapers off to a comfortable mean but you never feel her contractions go away completely.
>Her body didn’t know what to do. Commands coming from her crotch and wing conflicted with the scattered ones coming from her brain.
>The result was a twitching, drooling mess of a pegasus that could do little more than breathe and process pleasure.
>You couldn’t ask for anything more.
>Your apparent success bolsters your remaining stamina and you pick up your pace again.
>Your sole aim was to make her feel as good as possible in the short time you had left.
>Laying your belly on hers, you manage to match up the angle of your throbbing erection with the angle of her canal.
>The result was frictionless penetration…which is normally less than desirable…
>…except when it gets you the extra half inch of depth needed to barely graze her cervix.
>You avoid slamming into it out of fear of how sensitive her unfamiliar part was.
>You’d never considered yourself big by any means, but her biology was optimized for normal equine mating…which included a longer penis, but also a less efficient mounting position.
>In the end, your flexibility won the day and allowed you to give your mare the experience of her life.
>You hilt again before gently nudging deeper into her.
>”GAOOOOOHOHOOOO…AN-!”
>You could just…
>”NGH!”
>…barely…
>”MPH!”
>…reach….
>”GAAAHG!”
>Your slippery head bobs across her inner donut very lightly before you run out of length.
>Dash lets out high pitched, airy squeals of primal pleasure.
>You can’t begin to imagine what she’s feeling right now, but you can’t imagine how it’s possible to feel any better.
>Your breathing gets shakier and shakier and your arms and sides begin to tremble.

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>>28364456
>Before you can question what’s happening, you suddenly become aware of a massive pressure building behind your shaft.
>Your hand barely continues to stimulate her wing as your other gives out and you collapse on top of her tucked form
>She retains just enough coherence to unfold and take you into her furry embrace.
>Her muzzle hooks over your shoulder and hooves dig into your back.
>Realizing her wing rubs were like a drop in the ocean, you squeeze her tightly with both arms.
>You bury your nose in her mane and nudge into her a few more times as you struggle to contain the dam of pressure in your groin.
>The precipice quickly approaches and you rush to find her inner donut for the finale.
“AAAAAAAAAAGGGH!”
>You can’t hold back any longer as your long-awaited orgasm finally hits you.
>The darkness behind closed eyelids sparks and flashes as nearly every neuron in your brain fires.
>Pure joy floods through you as the dam collapses and hot syrup rushes down your tube.
>You struggle to keep your urethra aligned with her slick cervix as your autopilot assumes control.
>Your shaft and head swell as you ejaculate a long, viscous string straight through her cervical opening.
>You clutch your mare as you body refuses to breathe.
>The second contraction is just as powerful as the first and more of your virile semen shoots into Dash’s uterus.
>A third and fourth hit you with similar affect and you revel in the primal satisfaction of inseminating your mate.
>You float with your mare on a cloud made of happiness as your testes finish expelling their contents.
>You didn’t need to see the results to know that it was by far the biggest load you’d ever had.
>The only thing you can register from your partner is that she’s having a similar experience.
>Finally, a sweeping calm washes through you to gently extinguish the burning lust that had carried you to this point.
>You snap out of your high to find yourself staring down at Dash’s fluttering eyes.

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>>28364471
Hurry up faggot I need to sleep but I want to read too

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>>28364471

>She struggles to hold your gaze as her third, reactionary orgasm finally lets her go.
>You take the moment to catch your breaths and process what just happened.
>You prop yourself up to take some weight off her but make no effort to pull out your still throbbing, but numb member.
>That was more than just an orgasm…more like a spiritual bonding or something lofty like that.
>Whatever…not important.
>Your head hurts and all you want to do is cuddle your pegasus.
>What was important was that whatever it was, it was something that both of you…and only the both of you shared.
>She gazes up at you with tired eyes, incapable of doing anything besides nonverbally expressing her love.
>How could you not kiss a face like that?
>You peck her sticky lips and pull away to the sight of a soft smile between rosy cheeks.
>The knowledge that you were able to make her happy gave you a satisfaction that rivaled the more physical one you just experienced.
>You become distinctly aware that the soft bedding, silence, and darkness in the windows makes for the perfect nesting place for you and your mare.
>In your dazed mind the concept of your feathery mare and a nest just makes sense, so you move to make it happen.
>An uncoordinated hand reaches out to turn off the lamp and the room plunges into near-total darkness.
>You lay sideways and curl towards her heat.
>A roaming hand finds the blankets and you pull them over the both of you to trap the shared warmth.

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>>28364530
>Shuffling is kept to a minimum, but she manages to find your lips in the darkness to give you one final gratitude-filled goodnight kiss.
>She was still wet from sweat and reeked of body odors, but that only made her sticky form all the more comfy as you burrow your fingers and face into her fur.
>She submits and consolidates herself into a small ball of love against your chest, her ever-present wing draped across your back.
>Flickering firelight from your dinner table candles burn down and ultimately extinguish.
>The smell of sex and hot breath pulls your eyes shut, and you both drift off in each others warm embrace.

FIN for now

Comments, criticisms, pointers, etc. appreciated. If anything seems off let me know, It was a lot to proof and I probably made some mistakes.

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>>28364542
SHID

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>>28364542
Muh heart.

Also, if this is going the direction I think it is.

>Dash finally gets comfortable enough to brag about Anon.
>But her inner virgin is still kinda there.
>She thinks 4-5 orgasms a session is normal, and that all stallions preform like a human
>Everyone else's face.

>>28364572
This. I really want dash's friends to find out.

Rarity noticed before didn't she? And shes quite the gossiper...

But for now, take a break mobuis. You deserve it after writing the best erotic Rainbow Dash scene ever...

>>28364542
Why is your grammar and sentence structure so shit? You cut everything into these fragments that oversimplify green texting itself. It's supposed to be quality over quantity, not "let me smash my fist on a keyboard and see what happens." Have you read what the other two writers on here have posted? Or do you just assume that because this cancer thread drools over anything that's posted, that you're some sort of godsend that has better writing abilities than anyone on the board?

And I know that everyone will jump on this, get mad, tell you that your writing is perfect and beautiful, but you need to know truthfully that it isn't, that you need to stop trying to write these long fucking stories and fix the way you write in general. After you've done that, write as long a green as you want.

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>>28365114
no need to be a dick about it

>>28365114
Perhaps you should give better advice? All you said is he writes bad... I'm sure he's gonna be able to get better from that

>>28365114
Still jealous that our thread actually has good write and draw fags and yours doesn't? Sorry about that....

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>>28364542
Damn mobius, that was beautiful. Even during a 10/10 sex scene, you managed to make it not just about lust, but love. Maybe it's just that I'm a romantic, but I think it was absolutely perfect.

>>28365114
So are you suggesting I cut details and compound sentances? How do you think I should 'fix' my writing? I realize greentexts are traditionally short and to the point, but I don't sit in front of the keyboard thinking of how I can drag things out longer.

>>28365776
Don't respond to b8 m8. The writing is more than passable from a technical standpoint. There are errors here and there, but it's not often enough to subtract from the story. And greentext format isn't meant to be as neat and proper as normal writing.

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>>28366006
Don't listen to this guy, mobius. This is exactly how writefags get worse, is ignoring it when theres a problem. I'm sure I'll immediately get called bait by one of your fanboys who think every little thing you do is perfect, but you do have some issues in your green, just like every other writefag on this board. The only difference is that for what ever reason, any kind of critique you are given seems to be called b8, even when it isn't. Rosenkreutz had some issues in the Applefag thread, they told him, and he improved and now makes fantastic green. Church wrote some really horrible green at first, so we ripped him a new one and now he writes some amazing stuff. I've personally seen the both of them offer up constructive criticism, and you never even replied. Don't listen to people like >>28366006 and >>28365137 , youll totally ignore all the issues you might have
>inb4 one of your fanboys calls me b8
I do kinda like your green, but it still needs work, just like most writefags.

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>>28326556
>>Dash has just seen the gift you bought for her and she loves it.
> >What is it?

>>28366006
Thanks, but I can't ask for feedback then blow it all off. If he's got something constructive to say then I'd like to hear it.

>>28366201
I can't control what other anons post. If that's what is bothering you then bring it up with them. I'm not the one talking you down, but I still don't see anything in your post that provides input on my writing style.

>>28366534
You should just stop writing.

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>>28366534
I didn't say anything about you not posting, I said you shouldn't listen to them which is something you can control. I would offer valid input, but I've seen you time and time again disregard it. Even the original post that started this whole thing, while rude, offered a few points which you didn't even listen to because the message wasnt nice. I've seen two different fantastic writefags offer up help, and you didn't even reply. If I did offer you help, it wouldn't be the first time, and it certainly wouldn't be the first time you ignored me. That's your biggest issue, not even your writing but your inability to change at all.

>>28364542
>>28365333 sums it up nicely
Loved it

>>28364572
>Herds are also a thing in addition to horse stamina.
>Other ponies want in on what Dash and Anon have.
>Anon says "lol fuck that" to the idea of polygamy.
>Dosn't want any other ponies, and wants Dash to himself.
>And just like that, he won Rainbow's heart forever.

>>28365776
>>28366534
Why are you so dense? Reread what you wrote. It's not that you made a few grammatical errors or some word confusion, everything you write is so wordy and awkward sounding, and I've seen your writing since you've started posting here, there's no improvement, no additional details, you literally just saturate in these complements, which I'm sure 50% of them are you samefagging, and the rest don't help you improve. Read the whole green you just posted aloud. No one would speak like that, narrator or otherwise.

>>28368118
It would help if you point out what is wrong with the writing rather than saying "It's shit I don't like you git gud skrub".

Example.

>>28366534
I noticed that for a good stretch near the end, all the descriptors you used for Rainbow were either She, Her, or Rainbow Dash. Don't be afraid to mix that up. Stuff like "the prismatic/colorful/chromatic pegasus, your mare/pony/pegasus, etc" is all viable.

There were a few lines that were worded awkwardly or in a way that didn't fit the mood. IE "Hot syrup". Shits hilarious, but not really fitting in an intimate scene.

As for grammar and spelling, put your work into a text-to-speech program and listen to it being read back to you. If the bot stumbles over some awkward grammar or says a misspelled word, it's very noticeable, and thus, easy to catch and correct. I'm not the best at grammar so I can't really point out specific mistakes.

Damn good story though. I've not been this interested in a Dash fic for some time. I'm eager to see where it goes.

As with all criticism, take this with a grain of salt. This is all for fun, not profit after all.

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>>28364542
Welp, this was fun. I was entertained. Could've been shorter, but meh.

Typos:
>pegasai
>you’re apartment
>left to you’re imagination
>Her faced is flushed
>frees it’s confines
>to it’s source
>Traveling even father south
Father South is a drunkard.

>”It’s special cuz of your special some pony doofus.”
My special some pony doofus. A missing comma?

Opinyunz (and more typos):
>gave her genitals the most pungent odor you’ve ever sampled
Dangerously close to the crusty cunt meme. I don't mind it myself, but the wording could be more roundabout.

>furry genitals
Man. Why. I have to confess I've visualized them this way more than once in my fantasies, but I prefer it when the fur fades out and gives way to bare skin towards the bum line. If it's your thing, so be it. Don't change it just because of me.

>try again when she goes into heat
Possibly pointless. Hormonal mediation from the ovaries suppresses lactation even in presence of prolactin. But there could be a small peak in potential milk production right after ovulation (comes at the end of estrus) and at the opposite interval of the cycle when progesterone levels fall. I doubt it really does anything in reality, but it could in fiction.

>combing through her longer hair with your teeth
Oh boy, Anon'll be coughing up blue hairballs in the morning.

>recently virgin pegasus
>”I-its just…s-stallions don’t usually d-do that sorta th-thing.”
Huh... Even if you can rationalize this, the bit about the stallions is pretty unnecessary anyway.

>down there
Wrong direction.
>Modesty tries to force her legs shut
These are anthropomorphisms. A horse pony would use the tail. Just one of my pet peeves.

>on her back with erect wings
I was wondering how this was possible. I'm still wondering. Also
>wingboners
I'm not a fan of them, to be honest. Do pegasi die when they get accidentally aroused in flight?

>>28368892 cont.
>digging around her protective clitoral hood to gather her rich flavor
I now wonder if lovely prismatic pones can have a little smegma up there as horses irl sometimes do.

>muscled wall
>muscled
Not the best qualifier to descibe it.

>pleasure came mostly from knowledge of the intimate act in itself
Holy shit, a bit of uncommon realism in clop. Surely I'm not on /mlp/ right now.

>Her dock was having some sort of seizure
Fun fact: The vaginal opening would contract, the anus clench, and the tail twitch, all semi-rhythmically in unison. In fact, most of the muscles of the pelvic floor would. This happens to stallions, anyway, when they cum, because their muscles are so powerful they pull the tail down visibly despite their not being connected exclusively to it and antagonistic muscles acting against it. I doubt it would be visible in a mare even if she managed to reach this kind of orgasm, because the muscles homologous to the ones stallions use to ejaculate are considerably weaker and smaller and have a different function. I don't think this is what you were going for, but here's your recommended daily dose of the more you know.

>The fact that her body somehow made this stuff was unbelievable.
She probably has a fully developed prostate. She better sport a fetching rainbow mustache in two months.

>urethra
>The small pinhole
Again anthropomorphism. An equine pony would have an equine urethral opening. Where's your consistency? You give her an equine pussy, from what I could gather, yet a human urethra. Tut, tut.

>did’t
typo

>donut
I commend you on your masterful restraint in resisting using the silly portmanteau. Unless this is a typo...

>it’s
It's its.

>refresh it’s layer
You know what's wrong here.

>testes
Medical terms are pretty hot. My fetish. Thumbs up.

>your head flares
Yeah, that thing can really burn.

>>28368899 cunt,
>her velvet canal milks your member
Shit. You were doing pretty well. I really wanted to say how impressed I was that you managed to avoid many silly clop clichés. I'm genuinely disappointed. Never mind.

Frankly, I didn't care much for the transcervical ejaculation. You obviously put quite some effort into trying to make it work, and it might work pretty well for someone who's not me, but it didn't work for me. Maybe that's because I know the cervix is like a little volcano. You need the urethral process, which touches to the external os, the crater, and the glans fossa, which seals it off around it. And even with all this, the stallion often fails to align properly, and even if he succeeds, a lot of the semen ends up in the vagina anyway. Only the cervical canal gets filled to an extent, sometimes it gets past the internal orifice. Reality has this way of being utterly unspectacular sometimes. And don't let me start on how no one knows whether this works in miniatures. My willing suspension of disbelief failed miserably. Oh well.

I probably sound negative, but my experience of reading this was mostly positive, despite my dislike of this explicitly prosaic style of smut that leaves pretty much nothing to one's imagination. That's something. I guess it's different enough from the rest of what's produced on this board to register as interesting.


>>28365114
Ah, you and your unwarranted vitriol again. It's starting to become a recurrent theme. I didn't mind the style. It has more variety to it than your typical /mlp/ clop, which tends to be built on nothing but participial phrases and clause-as-clauses. Here you can find other structures besides those, and it feels more balanced overall.

Shit, my posts are full of actual sentence fragments. They are an excellent device in the hands of those who can wield it well. So not me.

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>>28366785
My main focus in response to critique has been to work on characterization and dialogue. I don't always get a chance to check back on the thread after I post, and until three weeks ago I only had access to wifi on weekends. If I've ignored any feedback and seem aloof, it's because I actually don't get a chance to read it. I have nothing but respect for the other writefags here and Church's stuff was what inspired me to try writing to begin with. I realize this is a responsibility on my part if I've requested feedback so I'll start checking back more frequently.

This anon's >>28365114 reply was not a dismissal. Sentance and grammar structure is a broad topic; when I analyze my writing in this contex it seems to me that my sentances are too long and detailed. He had a different angle >>28368118. That's why I asked.

That being said, perception is reality and it's your decision whether to believe me or not.

>>28368118
Noted. Thanks for being so understanding.

>>28368546
I didn't realize it got more generic near the end, thanks for pointing it out.

I had actually just fried some waffles for dinner so that may have had an affect on word choice, but I'll make a mental note to watch the metaphors.

I never thought of that before. I'll definately use it for anything to come.

>>28368892
I'll definately keep any future scenes shorter if there are any.

Typo's corrected.

I tried to make the distinction that her situation wasn't a normal one which was emphasized by her attempt to shower first. Also, my mindset was focused on showing how the heat of the moment can make normally off-putting things tolerable or even enjoyable. I tried to use the 'infatuation' aspect as a backdrop to contrast their more potent love. This applies to your comment on her clitoral hood as well. If it seems too raunchy I'll ease off.

When it comes to the fur/no fur thing I don't really have an opinion either way. It's more realistic the way you described so I'll probably go with that option.

The more you know...

Forgot that hair falls out.

I was trying to make her sound nervous, but I'll reword anyway.

Thanks for catching that.

In my mind they stick out to the sides not straight up. Thus the awkwardness when she shifted from her side to back. Another thing I'm indifferent to, but the concept's already pretty ingrained in the story.

Noted.

Also noted.

I actually referenced a pic on mare anatomy and made the conscious decision to put it where it's not supposed to be. I don't like anthropomorphism, but at the same time I'm afraid of making her too similar to a horse. I need to standardize though so I'll think of other ways to get that point across.

Cliches checked.

Damn son. You know more about horse pussy than google. I'll modify it, but the general concept just seems too appealing to abandon. If I'm the only one who thinks that way I'll change it.

Thanks to the both of you for taking the time to write all this up.

>>28370872
Not the anon(s) you were talking to. While most of those last posts were legit criticism, and you definitely should follow those advices, I really think you shouldn't change your headcanon.
These ponies aren't horses, are talking creatures with spherical heads and impossibly large eyes, who only vaguely resemble real horses, so any assumption about how their genitalia work is as valid as any other. You can, and should, try to avoid clichés to make your writing better, but please don't make your green a story about fucking a real horse.

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This was a really risky game Dash was playing, wasn't it?

Word of her at the Spa could have easily got out in a town as small as Ponyville

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>>28373419
>Word of her at the Spa could have easily got out in a town as small as Ponyville
Well, that kinda already happened, so it couldn't get any worse than that. Dash should apologize to the Crusaders, at the end of the day they made her a favor.

Are you rewatching old episodes or are you catching up the season? Skip 28 Pranks Later if it's not too late for you.

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>>28364152
>>28364138
Eyyy, someone else numbers their RD folder.

>>28326556
Dragon dildo

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[TenochtiCon Cont]

>You sail slowly to the floor outside the elevators trying to collect your thoughts.
>Anonymous.
>You'd thought you were dealing with some terrible creature who lurked in the shadows feeding off A. K. Yearling's reflected glory.
>You were gonna expose the fraud for what he was and send him back to whatever crack he crawled out of.
>With your own hooves if he got feisty.
>But now...he seems like nothing more than he'd said.
>He's just a lost alien who wants to make a connection here.
>To have a place and ponies who like him.
>You blow your bangs out of your eyes.
"I mean...who doesn't?"
>You're still firmly convinced that what he's doing is wrong, but you can't help but feel that if he'd been better treated when he arrived maybe things would be different.
>And he seems pretty cool too.
>You sigh and mutter under your breath.
"So what's the answer?"
>You absentmindedly take out your box of cupcakes and begin to eat one.
>"Rainbow Dash!"

>>28375641
>You look up in surprise at the familiar voice coming from the cosplayer who just walked up.
>By all rights it looks like a Minotaur.
>A Minotaur who's dressed as one of the robed guards from Daring Do.
"A...Anonymous?"
>The Minotaur makes shushing gestures.
>"Yeah, it's me. Don't be so loud. Just call me Anon when we're out, okay?"
>You peer closely at his costume and walk around him slowly.
>Wow, if you hadn't already seen Steamyzotl you'd hardly believe the quality.
>Even up close its hard to tell he's not a real Minotaur.
"Hey...aren't you trying NOT to seem like a monster?"
>Anon shuffles you into an elevator as the doors open.
>The doors slide shut separating the two of you from a group of wide eyed ponies backing away.
>"I am a monster, Rainbow Dash. At least to these folks."
>He shrugs and leans against the wall.
>"I've tried to accept it."
>You snort at him.
"Well, duh some ponies are gonna be scared if you go around dressed as a Minotaur."
>"You're not scared."
"Yeah, 'cause I could totally take you! You're not the first thing to think they're too monstery to get brought down by a Pegasus."
>"Human"
>You look at him bewildered.
"What?"
>"I'm a Human. It's what I am. Or Man if you like."
"Um..."
>You can't help but giggle.
"...that's, um, that sounds intimidat-"
>"Oh shut up!"
>The elevator nears the lobby. Things are so much slower without wings.
>"So...you've fought monsters?"
>You lead the way out the doors and across the swarming lobby.
"You know it! All sorts of crazy stuff comes out of the Everfree forest. Sometimes you get really bad stuff like dragons and Hydras. Even Discord, but he's cool now."

>"Wait...what?"
>You stop and turn to look at him.
"What?"
>He gives you a long look before speaking.
>"You aren't lying...are you?"
>You toss your head smugly and use his sleeve to pull him through the spa entrance.
"Nope. S'all true. Discord's a total bro now."
>"Um...Rainbow Dash...you don't happen to work for...Princess Celestia. Do you?"
>You rummage in your saddlebags for your ticket envelope.
"Well I do NOW, of course I'm only a reservist, but I hope soo-...HEY!"
>Anonymous had taken off running back across the lobby.
"What the hay is going on?"
>You take a moment to cinch your bags tightly closed and adjust your hat and costume.
>You then lightly open your wings and spring into the air.
>He yells and slips to the floor as two seconds later you rocket directly in front of him.
"Dude, running from a Wonderbolt? Ha, you'll have to try harder than that!"
>You land in front of him and offer your hoof to help him up.
"Why are you running away?"
>He looks up at you, then turns his head away to mumble softly.
"Um, Anon it's really loud in here...I can't hear-"
>"I got scared! Alright? I just...I mean...you're a Wonderbolt? I thought you meant something else."
>Now you're really curious.
>You flap and pull him to his feet.
"Take a look for yourself. Here's my ID."

>>28375684
>You toss him the glossy rectangle.
>It's amusing and a bit frustrating that he checks it over more thoroughly than the event staff here.
"Look, I wanna know what's going on with you. I've told you I'm cool and I'm not gonna freak out and be a jerk so what's got you so spooked?"
>He looks around and leans in close to you.
>"Not here. Whew...I'm glad you're not...I mean, let's go to your spa. Here. You left the tickets after hitting me with them..."
>You can hear his voice relax a little despite the mask.
>"...we can talk there."
>You stuff the envelope into your saddlebags.
"Awesome! Thanks! Now let's go. There's other stuff I want to do today too."
>Now why would THAT make him look depressed?
>You'll figure it out later.
>Right now you've got more pressing questions and a Sauna, soak, and massage waiting up ahead.
>You bite his sleeve and pull him through the crowd again.
"You'll see, Anon. This is better than you think."
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>"Sir, you'll have to take off ze costume..."
"Anooon! Just take it off!"
>"Leggo! I didn't think this through...aargh!"
>The sight was not pretty.
>Anon struggling to hang onto the bulky robes half pulled off by your own yanking and flapping.
>His head and arms seem trapped in the fabric pulled over his head as the rest of his pale body jumps and struggles wearing only some kind of short, white leggings.
>"Sir, I assure you zat our staff perform to only ze highest standards, and do not prejudice to ozzer species."
>The young stallion watches your struggle with an amused detachment.
"D'you hear that? They...Don't...CARE!"
>Anon finally gives in and let's you pull it off the rest of the way.
>You toss the bundle to the attendant and turn to Anon with a smile.
"There, see? Not so bad is-?"
>Your smile freezes on your lips.
>Despite his imposing size and strong looking limbs Anon stands there slightly hunched over with his arms wrapped protectively around him.
>You know that wide eyed look of barely contained panic.
>Fluttershy would understand.
>You flap over to gently put a hoof on his bare shoulder wincing slightly when he jumps.
"Anon? It's cool, okay? Nopony's going to hurt you..."
>"Certainly not, Herr Anonymous. Here is your robe. Ve have many patrons of unique physiology and ve pride ourselves in catering to zeir needs."
>His shoulders remain tense, but he takes the robe.
>"Okay...I'm okay. Just not used to this."

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>You tie on your own fluffy terry-cloth robe and try to maintain a cheerful air.
"Alright! Let's hit the sauna!"
>Anonymous slips on the robe as the attendant coughs gently and nods toward the human's little shorts.
>"The underwear stays on, Pal."
>His tone brooks no argument.
>You quickly follow the eye-rolling attendant and motion for Anon.
>Humans are weird.
>Down a beautifully appointed corridor that looks like the wood chased stone hall of some forgotten temple, you're brought up to a series of heavy, wooden doors.
>With a tug on the handle the attendant pony pulls one open letting a flood of damp, hot air into the hallway.
>You land to quickly shimmy out of your robe and hang it up before grabbing a nearby towel and trotting inside.
"This looks perfect!"
>Anonymous follows you in tying a towel tightly around his hips and watching in every direction.
>The attendant seals the two of you in the mid sized room.
>"Wow, this really is pretty nice."

>Even Anon's discomfort has a hard time standing up to the decorative might of this resort.
>The hexagonal room has three tapering tiers of hardwood benches all clustered around a large brazier of heated stones.
>The smooth, high quality wood is inlaid with crushed jet and bits of turquoise.
>The heavy brazier is a steel monstrosity with gold leaf shining brightly even in the dim light from accents of tribal symbolism carved throughout.
>A wooden bucket of water with a steel ladle sits next to it, and the whole room has the heavy heat of an oven in a rainforest.
>And best of all you have it to yourselves.
>Anon takes a seat as you toss your towel over next to him and trot up to the brazier.
>You spot a small bowl of crushed powder and use a tiny spoon to sprinkle some over the hot stones.
>Immediately, the room is filled with tropical floral scents.
>Their wild aroma combines with the splash and hiss of water exploding into steam as you ladle a few scoops onto the stones.
>Anon leans back hooking his arms over the bench behind him and takes a deep, sighing breath as the heat and moisture roll through the room spreading the exotic fragrance.
>You grin as you replace the tool and return to climb up on the bench.
>Nopony can resist relaxing in a sauna.
>You tuck your hooves in and settle comfortably on the wood with a sigh of your own.
>"Thanks, Rainbow Dash."
>The quiet words almost too low to hear still reach you.
>You reach out to swat his arm.
"Hey, don't sweat it. I had an extra ticket anyways."
>That quick bark of laughter rings out again into the roiling steam.
>"Ha, yeah. I see what you did there. Yeah, the ticket. I do appreciate it."
>Are all humans this confusing?
>The comfy warmth is just barely not enough to stifle your curiosity. And something from earlier was still bothering you.
"Hey, Anon. We're away from ponies now so...what was that about in the lobby? You know, about me working for Princess Celestia?"

>>28375742
>Anon sits forward and starts fiddling with his fingers.
>"Ahm...you may not know this, but outside Canterlot's realm it's pretty well known. Have you ever heard of Celestia's Anti-Monster special forces?"
>Now it's your turn to burst out laughing.
"Her what?"
>He turns to look at you with a grave glint in his eyes.
>"She keeps you ponies in the dark a lot, but think about it. Surely you've noticed the weird things happening the last few years."
>This gangly alien is serious!
"What weird stuff? C'mon Anon! Anti-Monster special forces? I'm in the Wonderbolts. I think I'd have heard of them."
>He quickly shakes his head.
>"No, really though! Think about it a second okay? Look, a few years ago things started going nutty. You can't tell me you haven't noticed any of it!"
>You know Anon had some bad experiences in Equestria, but he's starting to sound crazy.
"Noticed what? What, are you saying the Princess is going around taking out monsters?"
>He nods.
>"Sure, the ones she can't control anyway. Folks are getting real antsy about her climbing power outside Equestria."
>What in Tartarus?
>"C'mon, you mentioned it yourself earlier! Discord is a total bro now, right? You said that! It all started with her sister finally being set free. One of the most legendary and terrifying creatures of the ancient past just suddenly reappeared and works for Celestia! Then the same thing happens to Discord! Sombra's empire reappears and she annexes it immediately! That giant monster thing appeared destroying everything and then, BOOM! Big flash of light and he's gone! Don't you see? Celestia's forming an army of unstoppable monsters that only she can control! And these are just the ones too big to keep quiet! How many lesser monsters, things like me, do you think she's recruited or eliminated? I don't want to be on that mare's radar!"

>>28375756
>You stare at the wide eyed human completely unable to form words.
>The twisted logic and half truths have seriously warped this guy's already dim view of pony society.
>You suddenly realize just what it means that Anon has no real idea who you are.
>He seems to be waiting for your response.
>A small headache starts forming behind your eyes as you try to think how to handle this.
"Anon..."
>You take a very deep breath.
"You've got it all wrong."
>He shakes his head.
>"She's got you ponies so indoctrin-"
"Anon! Just listen for a sec, okay?"
>He looks annoyed, but he stops.
>You open your mouth, but suddenly realize you have no idea what to say.
>Do you just tell him about yourself and your friends?
>Twilight? The Elements of Harmony?
>Would he even believe you?
"Anon...lemme...I want to think about this for a bit..."
>"Starting to come together, isn't it?"
"No! I mean...some of these things are...related. But I think...I KNOW it's not some big conspiracy from the Princess!"
>He adjusts his towel with a touch of anger.
>"Rainbow Dash, things like these don't just happen. If you've got some insight I'm happy to hear it, but blind faith in your Alicorn Empress is not a good argument."
"Ever heard of the Elements of Harmony?"
>You don't think they're a secret. They're in a library book for pony's sake.
>"The what?"
>You toss some more water onto the stones and turn to look at him with a smirk.
"Only the most awesome magic artifacts in Equestria!"
>You take a breath and collect your thoughts.
>If you explain well he should see there's nothing to fear.

More to come. Thanks for reading! Comments and criticisms are appreciated as always. DragonCon was amazing. I got that Filly Dash sticker in a blind box of swag.

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>>28375793
Anon's perspective on Celestia is really interesting, can't wait for Dash's reveal. Good green, I'm enjoying it a lot. Keep it up, Rosen.

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>>28373778
>Well, that kinda already happened
Gabby Gums was writing crap about everypony though, I think most of them let a lot of that go. Some of it was fabricated anyway.
She looked so peaceful in the Spa, without worry and in her comfy robe

I've seen the episode. My issue with it is the synopses ruined most of it.

>>28375793
Intresting, I like this

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Dumping some of my 161 picture folder, not all.

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>>28377307
Well, she actually freaked out when Gabby Gums published the story "my life is officially over", "I'm a laughing stock!". Maybe she was overreacting and no one actually cared too much about it, or she was serious, and since the harm was already done, being caught again wouldn't make a difference. The former would make me happier, but either way she no longer had a real reason to hide her visits to the spa.

Anyway, I'm still not totally OK with that scene. I mean, I think it's nice when Dash shows her tender side. Pic related was absolutely adorable. But there was something in the spa scene that was a bit awkward. The way they did it, it was *almost* like if they were trying to suggest that Dash is actually the girliest pony and her whole character is just a facade. I mean, of course she can be brash AND like girly stuff, but for some reason it felt too much like a confession, not as much "I like this" as "this is who I really am". I really hope I'm just misinterpreting it and they won't try to play that card.

At least she was really cute in that robe. It's something.