Reversed Gender Roles Equestria

FUKCING DONG RING!

>You are Anon
>And you're in the middle of horseland
>As you have been for some time now
>The first few years were... interesting, and eventually you decided to settle down with a few famous mares
>Who knew Fluttershy would be the alpha?
>Although Twilight did crush on you, her newfound powers and lifespan made her hesitant to herd up
>Afterall, why open yourself up to the pain of loss so early in your immortal life?
>So you had a whole mess of foals
>got into wrasslin' matches with your daughters
>secretly taught your sons CQC
>[Big Boss Intensifies]
>And life continued on normal and comfy
>Well. As normal as a herd of ponies who fished and occasionally ate a whole cow could be
>And yet something was amiss.
>Oddly enough, being tied as the personification - or ponification, I guess - of an element does strange things to a body
>And around your middle age, you realized
>Your girls, the loves of your life... just... didn't age.
>Although they weren't ascended alicorns, they just would not age
>Grow old with you
>...die with you
>It was bittersweet for everyone involved
>The greatest group of friends equestria ever knew, immortalized - literally
>Yet, you would slip away
>Twilight did eventually join your herd
>And, partly for pomp and circumstance, partly for some millenia-old shenanigans, so did the Diarchs
>You were still able to give the three of them foals, though they had to be a bit ...gentle
>And so life went on for you
>The human-inherited 'jagged smile' was all the rage when some of your sons went into modeling
>Some of your 'coltish ramblings' turned into actual, useable inventions
>The slap-chop revolutionized kitchens across Equus
>Your foals had grandfoals
>Although you couldn't wrassle with them quite as hard, you still enjoyed having them over for lazy summer days

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time for l-lewd

>>28634415
>And when you were bedridden with age and diseases nopony could treat, you were still able to see the small coat fuzz of one of your great-grandfoals
>Though, it was terribly hard to focus by then
>And you were constantly so... cold
>A little while later, and you knew IT was close
>That THE END was soon upon you
>Your wives knew it too, and you were able to say goodbye
>Goodbye to everyone who mattered
>Goodbye to everything you had left to do
>The comfortable weight on your chest became just a bit too heavy
>The light, a little too dim
>Your arms were so hard to move.....
>And so, surrounded by those whom loved you dearly, by those who would never know the touch of death
>those you have given your everything to
>You smiled
>Let out the softest, longest exhale of your life
>You felt your heart spike with a little pain, then finally rest...
>
>
>BUT YOU DIDN'T DIE.


"Have you seen him?"
>"Ma'am, no Ma'am. I have not seen the highfather since he went into your chambers last night, ma'am."
>You flick your tail in concern
>Oooh, this is going to be bad, you can just feel it!
>And you still have to tend to the wallaroos and the bugbears and-
>"EEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAA-"
>Everypony's ears perk up at the shill scream
"THERE! He has to be-"
>"GUARDSMARES! QUICKLY-"
>As one your group gallops over to where the-
>"NOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH~"
>"HOO-AH!" One of the earthpony guardsmares slams her shoulder into the door, busting it right off it's hinges
>Oh dear
>Twilight won't like replacing that
>The guardsponies fill the doorway, moving with purpose and fearlessness
>You lead the charge from behind!
>Still after all these years, you just...
>....well. You're *there*, right?
>A-and they're trained to take care of things like this
>"-so hard, colt. Damn."

>>28634430
>O-oh. You were daydreaming again
>You lift off, hovering over your guard
>To the untrained eye, it looks like the poor butler was cleaning some of highfather's armor and it fell on him
>To the curious, one could say it even looked like one of the gauntlets was reaching out for the colt
>But you knew better
"O-oh. Well, everypony makes mistakes-"
>"Still, Ma'am. This colt shouldn't ha-"
>You give the sargeant a look, and she hushes up
"Everypony. Makes. Mistakes. Now, how about you mares escort him to the gardens and calm him down, hmm? I think Rosebud told me the leaves were changing last week, so it should be nice and calming."
>The Sargeant looks at her mares, before opening her mouth again. "Ma'am, I don't thi-"
>Oh bother
>You always get the fresh recruits
>The ones that want to prove something
>The ones that think being assigned to you is a punishment of some sort
>What was it Dash said? Because 'your days are as scary as running out of crackers for tea time'
>Well.
"I wasn't offering an opinion, soldier."
>THAT straightened them up
>"Ma'am! Sorry Ma'am!"
>You nod, and wait for them all to file out
>And you wait
>....and you wait
"Mister, I've got enough patience to coax a turtle out of his shell."
>[soft rustle]
"That was a mean joke. I know you call this 'spooktober', but, Nightmare Night isn't for another few hours yet-"
>[mild clinking]
>You facehoof softly
>Your colt just loves his dad jokes
>Fine. It'll make him happy...
"....don't you play DEAD on me-"
>[RATTLING INTENSIFIES]
>As one the suit of armor stands up, shaking violently
>So violently that bits of it start to fall off
>You'd be scared if you didn't know from decades of experience that he's laughing hard
>[RATTLING CALMS DOWN A BIT]
>It brings a smile to your face as well
"Hmmm. Did you have fun?"
>The bleached skull of your husband looks at you, grinning
>Well. More than usual
"First day?"
>He nods
"...That wasn't very nice-"
>[Explanatory Rattling]

>>28634442
".....well, I guess it does get some of the new recruits flirting with him, but still! We have enough great-great-great-grandfoals-"
>Your husband waves his bony hand at you, and you squint
>He recoils slightly
"And WHERE is your voice crystal?"
>His grinning skull looks away
"...you were *that* eager to spook somepony that you forgot your crystal?! What would've happened if somepony saw you?! They'd think Twilight was playing Faust!"
>Anon's shoulders droop, and you sigh
"Come on, let's get you back to your room and get your glamour on-"
>[Rattle]
"Well, you should've thought about that before shaking your armor off."
>[Rattle Rattle?]
"...I mean, I suppose"
>[RATTLE]
"Ok! Ok, but, I get your lap at lunch."
>Your husband nods, and you giggle, flying up to place a soft kiss on his forehead

>"Better?"
>You grimace
>The crystal rests on your hyoid bone - acting like a voicebox should
>But until you get used to it, it just feels like you need to clear your throat
>Which is a problem, because for all intents and purposes you don't have one
>...muscle memory's a bitch
"Yeah, yeah. Thank you, sweetie~"
>You reach down and run your skeletal fingers through Fluttershy's mane, and she smiles softly
>"Now put on your glamour-"
"Hmm. Do I have to go physical too, or-"
>"Yes."
>She stomps her little hoofsie, which will never stop being cute
>"I-I'm sorry for being so demanding, but, I called lap for lunch and I don't want to just sit on your bones-"
"Well there's *one* bone you don't mind sitting o-"
>"Anon!"
>Aww, there's the scrunch
>You roll your non-existant eyes and smile
"Alright, alright. Visual AND Tactile, just for you my sweet~"
>You swivel on your seat, facing your dresser mirror
>Reaching down, you clasp on your right bracelet-
>Suddenly, skin
>Mmmmm you have a sudden desire to rub lotion all over it
"Does it look good?"

>>28634449
>Fluttershy hovers over your shoulder, nodding. "Yep. Even has that cute little pockmark on your shoulder-"
"Ugh. I told Twilight I wanted that removed-"
>"Honey, it gives you character!"
"Hmph. Well, as long as it's not flickering - last time the gryphons showed up and Twi's bracelet ran out of power-"
>"Y-yes. We want to avoid that. Though, why did you start moaning 'degobah system'?"
>You have a minor kek
"N-nothing, dear. Human thing."
>Reaching down you clasp your left bracelet, and a little shock ripples across your glamour
>It's quick, and you don't feel the effects at first, but soon
>... it's like things turn *on*.
>You feel full and heavy
>You feel yourself naked
>You feel the seat under you now
>Your sight isn't just *there*, now, you've got the blinders of... flesh? That's the best way to describe eyes that you've come up with
>And... it's a little cool in the room
>You run your fingers against your face, enjoying the feels once more, the sensations of life
>or, "life"
>The scent of your cologne, of your bedroom
>The scent of your wife
>You shudder slightly
>Oh, you just had a wonderful feel
>That feel when your wife's hot breath tickles the back of your neck
>Her wet lips press, then abandon your neck
>"Mmm, better. Momma likes meat on those bones-"
>You playfully reach back and ruffle her mane - this time with soft, warm fingers
"Yeah, yeah. It's about lunchtime, isn't it?"


>"N-nay! Nay!"
>You sigh softly as Fluttershy wiggles on your lap
"Moonmoon, love, I can expl-"
>Luna stomps her hooves, throwing a minor tantrum
>"NEIGH! 'TIS MOON-DAY, I GET THE LAP!"
>You reach out to cup Luna's muzzle, but she scrunches away
>Ooo, she mad
"Luna, I did this to myself, and Fluttershy had to bail me out-"
>Fluttershy keeps wiggling slightly, and you pat her head
"Forgive me?"
>Luna's ears are still flat
>Ooooo she still mad
>"...'twas truly a fit of coltish whimsy?"
>You and Fluttershy nod

>>28634462
>She mumbles something about not living with or without stallions, but begrudingly leans into your hand
>There we go
>Good pon
"Tell you what. Tonight, you can be big spoon, how about that?"
>Luna murmurs into your hand, and you take that as a yes
>"Well. Now that Lulu's calmed down, shall we eat? The pasta salad's getting cold."
>Celestia smiles sweetly at her pouting sister, taking their seats at the table
>Lunch was...
>...something fleshbags did
>You didn't need anything but calcium nowadays, so, for every meal you let one of your mares sit on your lap and be fed by you
>Yes, they are spoiled.
>Luna takes the seat right next to you, resting her head on your shoulder
>"Awww."
>"Be silent."
>Rarity giggles, starting to tuck into her salad. "But darling, it's adorable~"
>A dark blue aura grabs Rarity's bowl and starts moving it away from her fork
>You chuckle
"Foals, please. Not at the table."
>As if on cue, most of your herd groans out "Yeeesss daaaaaddd"
"That's what I thought. So-"
>Fluttershy leans back against your chest, and almost on autopilot you fork a couple noodles and bring them to her open mouth
"-how goes the decorations? I want velvet and dark fabric this year - it's easier for me to blend in."
>"Oh, love, not the grim reaper again-"
>You point fluttershy's fork at Rarity
"Hey. That's a classic!"
>"Yeah, but with Twi's enchanting you could probably be anything! Oooh! Even one of those spoopy skellingtons from DREAD."
"Ponk, really? A flying skellington from tartarus."
>Pinkie bobs up and down on her seat, smiling wide. "Think of it! Skreeing around from place to place-"
>You fork another few noodles and feed them to Flutters, your other hand rubbing her side
"Yeah, but remember the last time I played a more... active costume?"
>Everything was fun and games until skeleton-dad exploded in laughing arcane fire
>DOOMRIDER
>You're *still* missing your left little toe nub
>....I'll find you one day, you bony bastard

>>28634377
>DONG RING
>Who where?

>>28634475
>Pinko sighs. "Fiiine, play it safe."
>"Well, safe-r, Pinkie pie. And good afternoon, everyone!"
>Twilight trots in behind a floating shield of paper, stacking them to her side as she sits down
"Honey, you know I don't like work at the table-"
>*nom*
>"I know, love, but trying to reconcile the Zebrican refugee crisis with the Minotauren's refusal to allow in any more is ju-"
>*nom*
"-mm, aren't they building a Labarynth to stop the flood?"
>"Yes, and that's a whole other issue when our own traders get caught in it-"
>*tink* "MMMMF-"
>OH SHIT
"Fluttershy?! Oh no, did I hit your teeth?! Baby, I'm so-"
>As you lean over to check your wife, she leans up and kisses you on the lips
"...sneaky horse."
>"This is what thou deserves for having a harlot on thy lap."
>Grinning, you lean over and boop Luna on the cheek
"Don't be so salty, love."
>"Anyway, getting back on topic. Celestia and I are working on this, so we should be done by dinner. Luna and Pinkie are working on decorations and atmosphere; Rarity's on costumes and design. AJ and RD aren't here because they're working on the sets-"
"Awh. I was wondering - shouldn't they be done by now?"
>Twilight looks at you flatly
"...really? Still?"
>"You know how they are, dear." Celestia hums. "Some rivalries just don't die out-"
>You laugh and Celestia pauses before groaning softly
>The dad jokes are strong with you
"So, what. Rebuilt it two, three times now?"
>"About that. All that's left is seeing who'll escort you, sending out the family invites, and then having a nice, wholesome Nightmare Ni-"
>Not with a bang, but with a wimper, a scroll appears on the table
>It's a very special scroll
>It's made out of water and honey
>Solid, yet flowing
>"O-oh. Again?" Fluttershy sighs
"Hey, Celly said it. Some rivalries don't-"
>"Anon." Tia warns
"-fiiine. They're hard to bury."
>You fingerguns across the table... to crickets
>well fine then
"Let's see what cousin Discord has to say."

>>28634512
"Blah blah blah, long-standing chaos tradition, blah blah blah-"
>"So is he coming again this year? Oooh, will he turn into the candy?! I liked that year-"
"-Pinkie, that was hilarious yet terrifying. I hope not."
>You muse as you read the scroll
>A few years back Discord decided to crash Nightmare Night - like he did every year - but instead of 'foalnapping' someone or letting out a 'zombie virus' - or even just changing the decor, he decided to just show up
>As the candy
>...and he told nobody
>..... you have a minor kek as you remember foals' stomachs literally screaming "why did you eat me whyyyyy"
>Aaah. Good times.
>The therapy bills, not so much.
"da da da... oh. Here we go."
>You clear your throat, doing your best impersonation
"-and so, I thought I'd be less playful and more challenging. You've been taking the top spooky award far too often, so I've decided to steal the judges this year! The top spooky will be the one who can get through my NINJA WARRIOR OBSTACLE COURSE OF DOOM-"
>"Eeee yaaaay~! This sounds like a LOT of fun!"
>"Blast it. I guess function over form for this year's costumes-"
>"A course? Where in tartarus would he build a course?"
>"Oh...oh bother. I hope it's not t-too scary."
"...lava, spike pits, traps...he seems to be going all out this year. Please stop by no earlier than 6PM tonight for the festivities to begin."
"'P.S. Don't do the grim reaper again, Anon. It's such a tired trope-' IT'S A CLASSIC-"
>The scroll takes this moment to dismorfigurify, drenching your lappone in pine needles
>"Eeep! Awh, now I'm all fresh-scented..."


>NIGHT FALLS
"Hon, are you ok?"
>"I-I'm fine, allfather!"
>THE NIGHT, one of your great-odd decendants, paddles out from the pond under the spinning platforms, the "OUT" sign flashing above the course

>>28634577
>She gets back to shore and does a whole-body shake, drying off pretty quickly
>You'd be jealous if you still had to take baths
>Polishing your bones is the new showering
>"So how many does that make?" Dash inquires, fluffing herself up to get the last moisture out of her wings
"Well. About a third of the guard, all of our grand-odd-foals-"
>"They are *not* odd!"
>You roll your eyes
"You know what I mean. All of you, save for Luna, because she's taking care of the night, and Rarity."
>You smirk, glancing at rara as she frowns up at you
>"Darling, they're in no danger - and as far as I'm concerned, it's not worth ruining all my hard work."
"'Sexy Vampire' was a lot of work?"
>"Well dear, the cloth turns red wherever anypony else touches it-"
"Aah. Neat enchant."
>"Mmmm. Something's on your mind."
>You sigh
"Yeah... I'm just wondering if I should participate, or if I should just let everyone else have fun."
>"Anon! It's for the title! The Spookiest Pony in all the land!"
>A VERY fluffy and VERY dry RD perches on your shoulder, cooing softly. "Y-you have to! My Stallion's not second-best, and-oooh~"
>Fingers through the tuft
>Gets 'em every time
"Sometimes it's good to let someone else be a hero, Dashie."
>"Don' like that nam-"
>"Ah think it's just ahh-dorable~"
>You lean back and try to hush Applejack, but she just dodges your hand
"Apolo, don't you start shit. Dashie-"
>"Hey!"
"-is a wonderful name and you should come over here and snuggle up. I think Indiana Jane is up next."
>You feel an applebutt plant itself next to your side, and you wrap your arm around her. "Th' mare or-?"
>You nod towards the stage as a pony in a costume trots onto the starting line
>"...this won't end well."
"Nope!"
>"But will she do a flip like Dash?"
>With a sharp peep Dash hops onto your other shoulder, starting to swipe at RD
"HEY! No! N-"
>Rainbow Dash leaps from your shoulder onto Applejack, and the two of them begin to wrestle
>Again

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>>28634611
>You sigh, watching Indiana pone make it past the first few obstacles
>But the swinging "logs" get her, and she goes down
>"OUT" reads the sign
>The crowd gives her a polite round of applause, and the next contestant steps up
>Everypony seems to be enjoying this, but
>Why does it seem bothersome to you?
>Why is it just... *wrong*?
>hmm.
>Costumes, sure
>Events, ok
>Festivities... fine
>What is i-
>"Boo!"
>Twilight bumps into the back of your head, snapping you out of your thoughts
"THAT'S IT!"
>"N-no, you were supposed to be surpri-"
>You turn your head completley around, planting a soft kiss on the nerd's lips
>She is both happy and revolted
>You stand up, rolling your shoulders
>"Eeeuuhh... uh, Anon?"
"No time, love. I've got to go spook some fuckboys."

Gun culture.
The natural enemy of rape culture.

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>>28634646
>Three hours
>It took you three hours to prepare
>But your body is ready
>To save this holiday (and to get the trophy, cause at this point why not?) you've abandoned everything
>Your mares
>Your friends
>Your clothing
>It was time
>Picture VERY FUCKING RELATED
>You slam the last carton on the table and stand up
"Let's roll."
>You make your way, glamourless, through the castle
>When anypony approaches you you begin [RATTLING] as hard as you can
>The fact that you can bend your arms and legs in terrifying ways makes everypony who would've greeted you this morning with joy and love run in fear
>Now *that* is proper parenting
>You shimmy on up to the platform, the colts giving you distance, the braver mares not letting you cut infront of them until you touch them
>And they feel how cold your skelly is
>And they realize it's not a costume
>The OUT sign flickers on and off about a dozen times as mares dive out of the way
>Skellington Dadnon is here, and he's here to WIN
>You walk through the spinning plates
>You walk through the rolling logs
>You walk over the more... difficult traps, ones that look like they'd actually hurt
>Over the spike pit
>OVER THE LAVA
>C A L C I U M S U R P L U S

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>>28634663
>"Ah carry a gun b'cause Ah do not wish t' become a victim."
>"Also, Ponyville's gun laws are buckin' awesome."

In honour of that one Anon that asked for it.

>You are Crusader Anon
>And you’re bored as all hell
>Seriously, fuck this noise.
>So you've gone to get work from the only horse in the area that would give you any.
>It’s even in that little forest all the other horses were scared of.
>It’s too bad that didn't stop Anna.
>Stupid fucking Italian horse breeds.
>Who’s idea was it to breed stubbornness into them?
“You don't have to come. It’s not like any of the little pones will corner me in this forest. They’re way too scared of it.”
>You trudge through the underbrush, advancing like water in a river.
>Anna…
>Not so much.
>”Anon! Wait up! I have to keep you safe from the monsters that inhabit this foul forest.”
>You think of all the Heretics that you had slaughtered.
>She was with you.
>Why the hell does she act like this?
“I’m completely safe! I killed that big scorpion-lion with no difficulties when I was last here!”
>”That was just a manticore! What if you ran into an Ursa! Or a pack of timber wolves?”
>You would deadpan her, but at the moment, you didn't want to give her the slightest chance that she might catch up.
>How did your trusty riding horse turn into this?
“I would be fine. I’m one of God’s chosen warriors, he would never let me down. Not like you've been doing.”
>You hear an audible heavy sign.
>Pouringsaltintothewound.Bloodofsacarensonthewalls
“Just go back home, you’re only going to slow me down.”
>”If you get hurt, who will save you? You’re just a stallion.”
>You smack your mailed hand into your helmet.
>She audibly gasps, and you suddenly feel her flying over your head in an effortless bound.
>To face off against a chicken.

>>28634730
>She stares hard at it, maybe to get it to go away.
>You just stand there dumbfounded by the sheer fact that she jumped over you.
>Also because she's turning to stone.
>But, that's minor.
>Oh, wait.
“Sweet baby Jesus, covered in BBQ sauce, and dipped in pig lard.”
>Zecora told you what to do in this situation.
>Just kill the fucker.
>And so you did.
>Just a little poke to the throat with your pointy metal stick of destruction.
>Huh.
>That was easier than you thought it would be.
>Anna collapses onto the forest floor, breathing hard.
>”See Anon! I saved your life! I even killed the Basilisk with the sheer will of my mind! Just for you!”
>You clear your throat and gesture to you blade.
>She gasps.
>”Did you accidentally hurt yourself, Anon, baby!?”
>You sign hard.
>Today was a Chicken day.
>Because you ate that thing you killed.

>>28634715
>At the end of the (quite laughable) obstacle course is a small, inconspicuous door
>Which, you of course, kick down
[RATTLE RATTLE]
>"AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaanon there you aaaaaare~!"
>'Cousin' Discord floats over to you and places two snickers bars into your eyesockets
>You rattle gently at this, but use them to 'look' around
>The judges are... passed out drunk
>There are a few foalnapped, uh, foals, but they're having fun coloring on the walls and eating the furniture, so, that's fine
[RATTLE]
>"I know you have your voicebox in - I can see it-"
"Tch. And here I thought you'd let me have my fun."
>Discord smiles at you and you, of course, return it
>Your head is a fucking skull, you kinda have to
>"So?"
"Eeeh. 7/10. What's going on this year?"
>A few of the fillies chase a colt around the livingroom, completely oblivious to the two adults. "Well, I just... it seems we don't ever hang out outside of holiday events, and I miss my favourite chaotic neutral buddy~"
>He noogies your skull, which does nothing
>But it's the thought that counts
"Well... I can't be too miffed, I mean. All you wanted to do was hang out-"
>"It's so LONELY in the 7th dimension. All we have are banshees and toupees outside."
>You stop his bitching by resting a bony hand on his shoulder and stare at him hard with your snickers eyes
"Tell ya what. Let's go fake some high-profile deaths."
>Discord smiles. "R-really?"
"Really. Bonus points if we can get the kids in on it."
>"I'd like that, friend. We don't have to tell the ponice when we're done, do we?"
>You tilt your head back and let out a hearty [RATTLE], which Discord soon joins
>A small child runs between your legs, laughing gleefully
>She doesn't realize the door is still open, and starts spinning out into the incomprehensible void
>And that's how this spooktober story ends.
>Because some times
>Some crimes
>go slipping through the cracks

>>28634785
>Let's go fake some high-profile deaths
I knew Discord was behind this.
He'll give them back on Halloween, right?
Right?
By the gods I miss them.

>>28634785
Reposting because it was requested in the last thread.
---
“Sunset let’s be reasonable about this.”
>Sunset however was not even paying attention to any of the words that were coming out of your mouth.
>Her skirt and panties followed the rest of her garments until she was completely naked.
>If any more blood went to your dick you may actually loose cognitive function.
>Her body was perfect in almost every way.
>Smooth skin, perky tits, hips
>DEM HIPSSSS
>”Anon, I want to be clear about this. So that you don’t run into this problem again.”
>Closing the distance between the table where you still lay strapped down she climbed onto it.
>Her hair fell down as her face came to a stop just a few inches from yours.
>You could feel just how warm she was when she pressed herself against you.
>”I didn’t do everything to become your girlfriend to just let some other girls have their way with you.”
>Leaning in she bypassed your lips and gently nibbled on your ear.
>Her hot breath washing over it as she did.
>”Right now, I could do anything I want with you, I doubt you would stop me either.” She almost purred.
>She was right.
>Coming back to her nose pressed against yours she stared deeply into your eyes.
>”But I’m not going to.”
>You didn’t even notice but your arms, which had been freed griping her waist.
>”I may have wanted to protect you from them for selfish reasons. But even I know that something like this.”
>She emphasized her point by rolling her hips making you groan.
>”Is something special, something that should be done when two people are in love.”
>With that she hopped off the table.
>You kinda missed the warmth of her body, not that you’d admit it.

And done. Pastebin will be updated eventually. Glad to be backish, friends.

>>28634805
M-maybe. Probably. Possibly.

Still looking for a few more Crusader Anon requests.

>>28634827

>Without wasting any more time she began undoing the straps which held you down.
>”You see Anon, if there’s one thing that Twilight taught me, it’s that playing the long game makes the win all the better.”
>Bending down she began picking up her clothes.
>Giving you a nice glimpse along the way.
>You might be okay with the long game thing.
>”Now get dressed. Cause were going on a date.”
>A date with Sunset Shimmer, a girl who could have taken advantage of you but instead chose not to.
>A girl who actually wanted more than just a quick screw.
>You’re okay with that.

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>>28634785
Thank you for this green. Spoopy fun and family, what more could anyone ask for.

It's a fucking green party up in here.
This is great.

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This thread is 7spooky9me.

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>>28634832
>dagobah system
You cheeky faggot, made me spit my drink out.

>>28634837
Anon and his horse building a stable.

Then Anon forces the horse to sleep in it because she keeps getting in his bed with him.

Other mares think that she's getting a hardcore human version of "sleeping on the couch" treatment.

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>>28634860
>skelly story that isn't at all RGRE
>humie story that forgets that RGRE stands for Random Gender Roles in EQUESTRIA
Yep, a real fuckin party.

>>28635291
>Write things my way, you guys
>What? No, I won't contribute myself
>Just do what I want
>Like, just do it

>>28635426
An objection based on how well a story fits the theme of the thread is always worth considering. And in this case, it has some merit.
I think in some cases it could be overly technical (Reverse Gender Roles in Equestria Girls seems perfectly fine to me).
And once a story has been posted, complaining about it seems kind of pointless anyway,
but an opinion is an opinion and it's not invalidated just because it places an implicit demand on someone else, especially in a context where these demands are expected anyway.

>>28634851
Hmm, I feel like Shimmer got Anon too easily.

>>28635291
>Not RGRE enough is back

>>28634860
The Greens never end.

>>28635450
True, true. But a complaint given without any attempt at a solution is nothing more than whining. His opinion, however valid, was not given with the intention to fix the problem he had observed; but simply to bring everyone's attention to the negative aspects of the thread. Much like a grumpy younger sibling or resentful mother-in-law, his pointing out what was wrong was for the sole purpose of lowering the overall enjoyment for all those around him. Had the complaint been meant to be constructive, it would not have been presented with such harsh sarcasm.

>>28635666
Satan confirms

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>>28635739
That is because there is no solution to the problem.
The stories are posted, there is nothing anyone can do about that.
The stories aren't shit, they just don't belong here.
If I didn't like them I'd just ignore them like that shit Monster Hunter or Crusader Anon story.

>>28635666
Satan confirms RGRE is immortal
Dark magic and/or soul-selling may be to blame

>>28635291
I hate to agree with this autistic faggot but I hate that shitty bratz/monster high ripoff that is EH.

>>28635810
see >>28635758
the only change was the addition of the last sentence. maybe refresh the page next time before you respond to a post

>>28635822
Maybe say what you mean, or better yet stop thinking every dissenting remark is a debate or criticism.
Not every comment has to kiss the dick of writefags, sometimes they write stories that belong elsewhere, sometimes they write shit stories.

Either way you being a tender assed fuckboi helps no one.

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>>28634415
>>The first few years were... interesting, and eventually you decided to settle down with a few famous mares
>>Who knew Fluttershy would be the alpha?
I am already happy with this.

>>28634415
>>So you had a whole mess of foals
NOW I'M VERY HAPPY WITH THIS.

>>28634577
Oh god that's brilliant! DISCORD YOU CRAZY BASTARD, I LOVE YA!

>>28635923
>>28635931
>>28636161
1 post is enough, friendo.

>>28636188
Not if you're a writefag.

>>28636188
I made two of those.

And you can't tell me what to do, faggot.

>>28635450
Its a Halloween story, I say its pretty on topic. Skelly dad is great.

>>28636238
We're all chill here, brah. No need for the rudeness. Let's talk about sexist horses.

>>28634475
>"Yeah, but remember the last time I played a more... active costume?"
>>Everything was fun and games until skeleton-dad exploded in laughing arcane fire
>>DOOMRIDER
I wanna read that story.

>>28635814
>people still think this
When is the last time you've even heard of monster high anon?

>>28635291
What do you want in a story then?
Show us how to do it right by writing a good one.

>>28634851
It's readable, keep going.
Anon is a bit of a puss puss here, it feels like he should be able to solve his problems.
If your problem is you're beating away girls with a bat, you can solve it by literally beating them with a bat.
Failing that, arson.

>>28634737
I like it.
I bet Anon and Zecora would do well crusading together, each on their own horse of course.

>>28634832
Was fun.

From the previous thread.}

>"Dad... no he is here, No dad, he is fine, just let me..."
>You are Anon and you are snooping as usual the purple nurple that it's your obsessed marefriend.
>You just went to make a some sandwiches and this happends.
>Always fucking it up without her knowing.
>Dash has a roasting fest every time Twilight opens her mouth.
>But the sick burns will be later.
>"Yes Mom, he is...HE IS REALLY REAL, OK!?"
>Wow, looks like someone is getting pissed.
>"YES, he is in the kitchen, making..."
>"No dad, he is not...He is not...HE IS NOT"
>He looks like an angry Chihuahua.
>An overgrow purple Chihuahua.
>"COULD YOU BUCKING LET ME FINISH!?"
>How does she do that with her eyes?
>Purple mist?
>"YES!!, I'M A FULLY GROWN MARE, LIVING WITH MY COLTFRIEND, BEING A RULER OF EQUESTRIA AND A HERO OF THIS BUCKING LAND"
>Your sides can't take this much more.
>"YES, THERE IS NOT PROBLEM"
>"YES, I HAVE A BIG CASTLE"
>"YES, YOU CAN COME HERE- wait what?"
>Your sides are now lifting up.
>"I mean, yes...No wait!"
>"hello... Dad?, mom?"
>Your sides have left the atmosphere.
>Twilight put her crystal back and lies on her chair.
>That same chair that still smells like sweat, candy, sex and fire.
>"I've bucked up"
>Porchlight says as she brings a hoof to her face.
>The same reaction from when Spike found you both banging in here.
>Spike found out what you were doing on her office.
>You both came so hard.
>His little comfy chair was never the same.
>But you've learn your lesson.
>You don't let the magic horn jam land on anything that it's not disposable.
>Hmm.
>Your sides came back just in time...
>Now
>"How i'm gonna tell Anon this?"
>Worry became to appear on her face.
>Now...
>How are you going to impress your In-Laws?

>>28636499

>"And then i took her book and slam it on the table"
>Her typical, even though charismatic, but strong laugh rang in the house.
>Her story this time had Moon Walker in it.
>Maybe just to ends meet.
>Ms. Moon Walker, always with problems.
>At least that's what Sweet essence told you.
>That reminds you that maybe it was time to talk to her about-
>>"Haha, mom, you always with you over the top stories"
>"You know that my stories are always real"
"Like that time in college?"
>A little touch of red is showed on her face.
>"Love, i swear that i didn't know it was your dorm"
"Then, why did you knew where did i hid my clothes"
>Boos can be heard from the other side of the crystal transmission.
>>"He got you ma"
>"Aw, shut up, ya little brat."
"Now now, there is not time for that"
>Time to make something of this.
>You hear the opening and closing of a door through the magic device.
"Who was that Twi?"
>>"Eh..."
>A little of a rustling can be heard.
>Nothing.
>"Twilight?"
"Twi, are you ok?"
>...
>"Twilight Sparkle!"
>Your dear wife yells to the crystal.
>A big colty "Eep!" can be hear from the other side.
>Aaaaaand.
>An Avalanche of books is heard.
>Always with the books.
>But that's what makes her special.
>You remember her with always books in tow.
>Playing with her Smarty Pants that you bought for her.
>That bright and nerdy smile of her, as she was teaching Smarty about basic magic.
>You still have the magic hologram you took from that event.
>Keeping it hidden is was always easy.
>>"YES, YES, I’m here, what's up Mom?"
>"We asked you who was there"
>>"Ah, it was Anonymous"

>>28636511
>...
>What?
>...
>"Who is Anonymous?"
>Indeed, you give a look at your wife.
>Time to information scavenger.
>There is a clear sight of annoyance her face.
>Suck it up filly, you need this information.
>>"He...He is just a friend"
>...
>That's a lie.
>>"A friend..."
>"Yes, a friend?"
>>"Ye-"
>"A friend with a slit?"
>>"Ye-NO!"
>"A friend with a slit in your room"
>Oh dear.
>This is getting-
>>"No he doesn't have slit!"
>"Oh, but she has a clit!, i told you Night Light, your daughter is a carpet muncher"
"Oh Velvet-"
>"I told you that she was always colty, no mud in the house, no drinking, no stallions coming home, no fights in school"
"Velvet-"
>"Even with the help of the most marely mares in all of Equestria, she turned to be this...this..."
"Velvet, she is a princess an a hero of Equestria-"
>"I doesn't matter if she is the queen of Griffonstone, if she is a clit-"
>>"Dad, is everything ok?"
>You can't hear your daughter through you wife's babbling.
>"-Shining is even mareli-"
>>"You always bring Shining up; I'M A BUCKING PRINCESS OF CELESTIA SAKE!!"
>"You can be CELESTIA HERSELF, BUT YOU ARE STILL A CARPET MUNCHER"
>>"GO BUCK-"
>OK!, TIME TO ENTER!
"Now now, honey"
>You grab your wife by her shoulder.
>A gentle squeeze is given.
"There is not need to for that"
>"But your daughter-"
"Is a princess of Equestria, national hero and an adventurer; Do i need to say more?
>She looks at you.

>>28636515
>She is still furious.
>If she continues, the couch is where she goes.
"Now, Twilight, who is Anon"
>You can still hear her breathing.
>>"He is just a friend that lives with me"
>You wife tries to speak.
>Your hoof that was on her shoulder is now on her mouth.
>That's right filly, now you are in control.
>Time to check your daughter.
"Oh, it's a male, Is he in the room?, can we talk to him?, how is he?, Is he alright?, Does he needs any help?"
"Of course he does, he needs the best he can get, and what is better than a princess"
>The next answer and the way she says it will be the key.
>How do you know that?
>Cause you are Night Light.
>>"Dad... no he is here, No dad, he is fine, just let me..."
>Oh my Celestia, she is calm, she is stable.
>...
>Oh my gosh, he is real.
>OH MY GOSH, SHE HAS A COLTFRIEND.
>MYBABYISGROWINGUP!.JPEG
>GRANDDAUGTHERSSECURED.GRANDPA
>This is so good!
>"I call that malarkey"
>>"Yes Mom, he is."
>"Is he like that Thunder light, you imaginary-
>>"HE IS REALLY REAL, OK!?"
>Defensive and angry, just like her mother when she was her age.
>But you detect something else.
>"If he is so real, then let us talk to him, i want to know my new son!"
>>"YES, he is in the kitchen, making..."
"Twilight, did you make him go to the kitchen?"
>>"No dad"
"Are you making him do your will?"
>>"He is not-"
"Why is he in your kitchen then, are you abusing of your power?"
>>"He is not-"
>A scary thought cross in your mind.
>>"Did you stole a stallion from his family? sorry but i-"
>Your dear loving wife says with a snarky comment.
>Guess who won a place in the couch?
>>"HE IS NOT"

Green, so much green...

>>28634737
Ha, it looks like Anna became not just a pony, but rgre overprotective one... any suggestions about how she looks?

>>28634645
Wait, where was a story like that? L-link?

>>28636529
>"Sorry but i have to be the one who corrects that kind of attitude"
>The couch is too much for her, then a chair is good.
>>"COULD YOU BUCKING LET ME FINISH!?"
>Oh...
>Looks like some pony didn't liked that.
>"You little bugger, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!; A MARE-!?"
>The smell of ozone is filling the air.
>Looks like you will have to use that.
>"You can't tell me what to do, you-"
>You cast a spell on her, the mute spell you used on the room of Shining when he had sleepovers works perfectly.
>You move your still yelling wife.
>Looks like she realized what you did.
>Ok, time to defuse the second bomb.
>>"YES!, I'M A FULLY GROWN MARE, LIVING WITH MY COLT FRIEND, BEING A RULER OF EQUESTRIA AND A HERO OF THIS BUCKING LAND"
"So you don't have any problems in house?"
>"YES, THERE IS NOT PROBLEM"
"Haven't been in your new house, is it big?"
>"YES, I HAVE A BIG CASTLE"
"Can we come to visit to know your new house and coltfriend?"
>"YES, YOU CAN COME HERE- wait, what?"
"Perfect dear!; Wewillbetherein2days, iwantteawiththecakethatwewillbuy, itwillbeyourfavorite;weloveyouhoney,bye!"
>You lift up the crystal and finish the call.
>>"I mean, yes...No wait!"
>Well, looks like the waters are starting to change.
>Lifting up yourself from the couch, you walk towards your room.
>The gentle walk of your wife is heard along the way.
>She had been perfectly quite for a little time.
>You are preparing yourself to lay down.
>...Hmmm
>Who could be Anonymous?
>You hope that he makes you TwiTwi happy.
>You can't help but to feel a bit sad, but at the same time, happy.
>Someone choose your dear daughter to be with her.
>But if he makes her happy then...
>Why she didn't tell us about him?
>You lay on your bed with you mascara and hair-net.
>You have to keep yourself beautiful.
>Maybe you and he could go to a spa...
>Maybe exchange recipes...

>>28635545
I never really got why "Not RGRE enough" is considered such a bad thing.

Half the stories in these threads have basically zero relation to the thread topic at all, and probably fit better over at AiE.

The other half totally avoid any sort of real consequences of the cultural and social reversal, and just play it off with "cute ponies aren't meant to be taken seriously. Here, have yet another futile attempt at manliness by an obviously feminine character that Anon easily puts in her place."

>Or read or...
>You feel a nudge on your side.
>Your wife is pointing to her mouth.
>Oh right.
>You teleport her to the chair of her office with a pillow and bed sheet.
"Night night, baby"

Sleepless post is hard post.
Give me feedback, i need to improve.

>>28636549
>Or read or...
>You feel a nudge on your side.
>Your wife is pointing to her mouth.
>Oh right.
>You teleport her to the chair of her office with a pillow and bed sheet.
"Night night, baby"

Sleepless post is hard post.
Give me feedback, i need to improve.

>>28636551
>>Half the stories in these threads have basically zero relation to the thread topic at all, and probably fit better over at AiE.

Eh, I see a lot of stories here where the RGRE aspects are subtle, instead of blatant. Both can work and are good ways to go about it.

Herdanon, if you're there I just want to say that I enjoyed parts of your story.
Pencil is right, you can't please everyone.
Although your story wasn't the best but there's potential there.
Just keep working at it.
Work at improving.
One day, you'll make it.

got some ideas rattling around in my noggin, but having trouble getting them sorted into something coherent.

>Anon is a business partner with the Spa Ponies
>He talks them into helping him open up a bathouse
>They talk him into being a masseuse

>There are Hot Springs in the woods near Ponyville that he wants to use for it.

>But they may be just inside the borders of the Everfree
>And ponies are afraid to go there
>But Nightmare Night is coming up
>Perhaps the spookiness can be leveraged to help with a grand opening.

>Twiggles says that the springs are rumored to be magical
>also haunted

>Fluttershy says she's never seen any ghosts, but that the water is lovely
>Turns out that she's the only pony who's been using them.

>>28635666
Satan's number on the one that posts crusader stories.

>>28636561
>>28636575
> Feedback
Maybe I'm dumb, but it took me 3 posts to understand who the fuck was talking to who.
First post :
> you are talking about Dash like she was currently present in the room
>"he look like a purple chihuaha" imply that another stallion than Night Light is involved - guess that was a "she"
Then from second post you switch point-of-view to another character without telling it.

Once again, maybe I'm just a retard who has grown to dependent to the "Be Anon / Pone" convention, but I was confused as fuck for the 3 first posts.
Otherwise the story itself seem good, but I always like stories where Pone must introduce her coltfriend Anon to her family.

>>28636575
>>28636760
it is rather difficult to follow who's saying what and what's going on.

>>28636561
Dialog was a bit confusing, if you don't know how to transition from speaker to speaker, try using
>Be [person/pony]

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>>28636770
>Be [person/pony]
>>Be [person/pony]
>>>Be [person/pony]
>>>>Be [person/pony]

>>28636796
Was it something I said?
To clarify, I meant
>Be person
or
>Be Pony
Not the best way to indicate who's pov is being used but it helps.

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>>28636799
Death is preferable to bepone
Bepone is what yaks do.

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>>28635291
>REEEEEEEEE STOP POSTING THINGS I DON'T LIKE REEEEEEE

>>28636812
She should dress up as a Soviet officer for Nightmare Night.

>>28636956
Aren't you supposed to dress up scary for NMN?

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>>28637014
No.

>>28637014
What's scarier than communism?
>>28637017
Oh. That.

>>28637017
I'd do a clown mayor mare, just so I can say honk when I cum inside.

>>28637023
>What's scarier than communism?
nothing http://coub.com/view/1lk13

>>28636956
Okay

>>28636561
English isn't your first language, is it?

I like the ideas and intention, but the actual execution is sloppy. Tons of grammatical and spelling errors paired with a very confusingly structured story in general.
I'd say to continue, but work on your English more.

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>>28637017
HONK!

>>28636575
Yeah, it is a little hard to understand sometimes, but I worked my way through it.
The important part is that (unlike SOME writefags) you actually finish the whole story. This looks like a really interesting concept, and I need to see how it turns out.

>>28635903
>"kiss the dick of writefags"
>all this impotent rage
kek keep it coming

>>28636551
It's not that the complaint isn't valid, it's the SPIRIT of the complaint that bothers people. It offers no criticism, doesn't suggest how to make the story better or address what made the story bad, and is just a "fuck you" to the author. It isn't even an "it's bad, fix it". It's just an "it's bad".

Every writefag is doing something for the spooktober, so I've tried too
> Anon's house is actually haunted; he just attributed the poltergeist shenanigans to magic bullshit
Probably gonna do more of that idea, and make it much more rgre


>"Hi, Anon, wanna go with us on a Friday Sis's night? Games, Pizzas, everything as usual?"
"Sorry, Dash, my roommate Misty is making a parmigiano salat today and really, really wanted to try it out with me. Maybe tomorrow?"
>"Mi... wait, who?"
"Oh, my new roommate. Tho at first there was misunderstanding and we both argued about who own that place but in the end we shared, and Misty Sky is a cool bro... sis, whatever. And she is better at cooking than..."
>"Wait, wait just a second. Light blue mane, white coat? And her left wing..."
"... is weaker than her right one, yes. Do you know her? We can go and have fun together then!"
>"I... did. She left us month ago before you appeared in a flying accident"
"...is that a 'no'?"

>>28636812
I really want Seashell/Bombshell to have a subtle Russian accent now.

>>28637017
I JUST SHIT MY PANTS

>>28637630
Shit, I'm sorry.

>>28637630
A+ don't you quit on me now

>>28637637
Kiss the purple cute, throw a moon pie at Luna when you see her again and then scream, BEGONE SATAN, HELLO SHAMU!

>>28637659
I'll that part I'm just letting pencil post.

>>28637669
Alright, are you okay? Your missing a word and punctuation in that sentence.

The thing that baffles me the most about our shitposters/whiners is their arrogance. "Get out of MY thread" "Stop posting things I don't like" "You aren't welcome here, so get out". Their sense of entitlement to this thread is unbelievable. They think that they get to decide, that they speak for all of us. And when they don't get their way, they default to the "sucking writefag cock" temper tantrums. Are there actual, literal children on this board, or is this latest generation just complete trash? Because I can't see a 35-year-old acting like that. inb4 etc etc

>>28637682
Get out of my thread.

>>28637669
Um, first I need to flesh it out (pun intended), make more of it, make more rgre and probably draw smthng to go with it. So go for it, didn't wanted to interrupt you. Just to see how anons will react before going deep in it

>>28637639
Russian girls the cutest one

>>28637669
Oh, and purplesmart pon is not for crying and stealing her colt, she is for snuggling

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>>28637701

>>28637678
I rushed it, sorry.

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>Be Twilight .
>You are finally got away from Celestia’s… lesson.
>When you walk outside the door you find Anonymous and Luna both asleep leaning on one another.
>”Well Twilight, it would appear Luna and Anonymous have been getting along.” Celestia says resting a wing on your back. Soon after she leans down and whisper in your ear. “I’d be careful, if your not Luna maybe doing the things I taught you.” She then leans back and giggles before walking over and waking Luna.
>”Come now Luna we must get back to the castle.” She says shaking her a bit.
>Soon both Luna and Anonymous are awake.
>”Ah, yes let us go sister. Oh and-“ Luna turns around gives Anonymous a quick kiss.”Thank you for keeping me company Anonymous. Feel free to visit Canterlot any time.” She says with a wink before trotting out.
>You stand there in shock at what just happened.
>Did Luna just hit on your coltfriend right in front of you!?
>She just out right kissed him!
>You look at Anon.
“Are… are you already herding with other mares?”
>You ask trying not to cry.
>You JUST got a coltfriend and he’s all ready looking for some other pony.
>This kind of thing is something both ponies talk about before doing.
>Did you do something wrong that he has to get another mare already without you?

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>>28637760
>Be Anon.
>You just woke up and were kissed by a pony that’s not your marefriend INFRONT of your marefriend.
>This is not good!
>Why did Luna do that!?
>Was it a joke?
>Now Twilight’s going to-… cry?
>”Are… are you already herding with other mares?” She ask tears forming in her eyes.
>It takes you a minute but then you do the first thing that comes to mind.
>You wrap your arms around her in a hug.
“Twilight you’re the only mare I need. I wouldn’t dream of cheating on you.”
>This shocks her, but after awhile she leans into the hug.
>”T-Thank you Anon.” She mumbles in your shoulder.
>The two of you stay like that for what seems like forever until Twilight let’s out a yawn.
“How about we head to bed.”
>You offer still hugging her.
>”Sure, that sounds good.” She says, and you go to let her go but she stops you. “A-Actually could you, um, carry me?” She ask giving you puppy dog eyes.
“Sure, but you’re going to have to tell me were to go.”
>You and Twilight navigate through the huge castle and eventually get to her room.

>>28637772
>You place Twilight down in bed and go to leave the the room next door that you assume is the guest bedroom.
>You leave the room and quietly close the door trying not to disturb her.
>As soon as you do you turn to walk down the hall and are surprised by a purple unicorn.
>”Oh, sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I was just heading to the kitchen for a drink. “ She apologizes.
>You just look confused at the random unknown unicorn in the hall.
>”Oh, I’m so sorry. My name is Starlight Glimmer, Twilight’s apprentice.”
>”You must be Anonymous. Twilight told me about you. “ She says, holding her hoof out to you.
>You shake her hoof.
“Nice to meet you Starlight.”
>The two of stand there for a moment in silence.
>”Well, I’m going to get that drink. It was nice meeting you Anon. “She says walking away.
>You just walk into the guest room.
>Looking inside you see a small bed and a desk.
>Well small to you, to a pony it’s probably huge.
>You take off all your clothes except for your underwear and place them on the desk before going to bed.
>You lay awake for a bit thinking about how your day’s gone.
>Eventually after awhile you go to sleep.

Ok, another update done. Remember I need feedback if you don’t like something in the story so I can try to make it better. Thank you for reading.
>>28637717
Not yet

>A relatively famous stallion unicorn survived a week in the frozen wastes of the north without any supplies
>He eagerly tells the story of how he survived to anypony who asks him
>Brings gender politics into the discussion out of left field
>"The weather was horrible. Earth ponies are tough, and pegasi can control the weather, but I was neither of those. I had only a hooffull of spells under my belt, and none of them had anything to do with survival. But it wasn't the biting cold, the lack of food, or the lack of shelter that was the hardest part. The hardest part was being a stallion. I had to try harder than anypony else to show that I was just as capable as any mare."
>Has nothing at all to do with his survival
>Ponies eat it up

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>>28637488
Holy fuck, I forgot that game existed. Thanks for the reminder durnk.

>>28637781
I got a question, the pastebin seems to start rather abruptly,
> take one last look at the nervous mare before stepping outside.
Is part of it missing or is it supposed to be like that?

>>28637627
Actually, it's not even "it's bad"
it's "This has nothing to do with the thread topic and thus doesn't belong here."

You can point out something like that without additional justification. You don't need to try to "earn" people's respect by trying to teach the author an English class. If someone posts a story that's obviously off-topic, it's rational and justified to point out "Hey, dingus, that's off-topic."

Honestly, as much as I like the stories, I also think it's important sometimes to remind everyone that the thread actually does have a specific theme, and if you want to post a story here, it's your responsibility to make sure it fits the theme. If you fail at that, you should be prepared for a grim reminder.

>>28637781
http://pastebin.com/Q7W22fjw
>>28637807
Yes, i didn't save the first post because I'm a fucking moron. If someone knows how to find it I'd appreciate it.

>>28637807
This is the greatest story ever told. I'm going to go back to this story whenever I start to lost my faith in humanity.

>>28637860
http://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28340407/#28348073
I assume this is it?

>>28637868
SS13 just has an assload Pun-intended of great stories.

>>28637886
Yes, thank you so much!

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>>28637682
>"Get out of MY thread" "Stop posting things I don't like" "You aren't welcome here, so get out"
Who said that?
Only complaint I saw in the thread was about the EQG story, and maybe I don't read RGRE enough but I haven't seen a EQG story here before.
Easy to assume that this is a pone thread when every other story has been pone, and we have a thread for everything EQG and Sunset Shimmy.
People are allowed to not like thing.

>>28637987
You're right, I'm sorry. I was being too harsh.

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>>28638123
Did.. did an Anon just apologize...?
Oh god, why the fuck is there a pig floating past my five story window?! AAHHHH, THERE GOES THE FABRIC OF REALITY. GOOD FUCKING JOB ANON.

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>>28638192
don't ruin the moment you stupid fuck

>>28638192
welp that does it. pigs and monkeys are flying , satan is skating his way to work and im pretty sure i just became a monkeys uncle.

>>28636468
Silly Durnk, I like the stories.
I just think the subject of stories should fit the thread.
I'd say the same thing about a story about pone prison, good or bad.

>>28638192
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>>28638318
Was downloading tons of pics off Derpi while wasted. I thought it was funny, afterwards.

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>>28638318

>>28638318
I'm waiting for when ".gif.gif" becomes meta enough that someone posts ".gif.gif.gif"

>>28637797
did that happen?

>>28636402
Just yesterday when I saw the monster high thread on /co/

and dont even try to pretend that EqG is nothing more than a cash grab by hasbro.

>>28639237
Friendship is magic is a series of 22 minute commercials for plastic molded toys catering to young human females between ages 5-11. What is your fucking point?

>>28639645
the king of RGRE has spoken, writefags are only allowed to write what he deems worthy
only blatant reversed gender roles in EQUESTRIA is allowed now
any deviation will be met with swift bitching and complaints until order is restored
and god help you if you deviate from any of the above guidelines

>>28639695
I kinda regret bringing up un-RGR prompts.
Didn't think that people would go so far.
I wonder if this is how Jesus feels.

>>28639695
I for one embrace our new autistic overlords.

pabstbane: http://pastebin.com/4FTQmPf8

>You are Rararara . . . and did he just sniff the air?
>HEKNOWS.scroll
>You clamp your immaculately styled, fabulously luxurious, causes colt’s to swoon-
>SWOON!
>Ahem . . . you clamp said tail down harder than . . . oh by Luna’s starry mane it’s hard to think.
>You can just smell the raw . . . masculinity . . . pouring off of him.
>You have no idea how Twilight has managed to stay ‘friends’ with this exotic Adonis.
>”I . . . I would owe you one hell of a favor.”
>ANDIWOULDLIKETOSPENDTHATONDICKINGS
>Your legs quiver a bit as you struggle to keep yourself from winking.
>You glance sidelong at Dash.
>You’re fairly certain you haven’t seen her wings spread that wide since she hid inside the stormcloud that made up part of the stallions locker room shower.
>You don’t even need to look at AJ to know that she’s probably leaving a stain on the floor right now.
>That frame, so perfectly proportioned . . . his hair, oh god he’s running those scandalous looking things through it.
>He smiles at you, and as his lips part, the pointed fangs of a predator poke out at you, gleaming so brilliantly.
>Your breath hitches in your throat, but you don’t want it to.
>You force yourself to breathe in, and allow the scent of his unwashed body to flood your nostrils.
>The scent creeps up inside your head, and floods your brain in a mixture of desire and pleasure that makes you go weak at the knees.
>Your eyes roll back a bit, and you stagger forward, almost fainting.
>Powerful limbs flash down and seize you, hoisting you into the air, pressing you deeply into the source of it.

>>28639733
>You coat is painted into a dull grey by the grime that coats him, but you hardly care.
>Even the filth that cakes him makes him seem more noble to you.
>You see the concern in his eyes, so sparkling and bright.
>His lips move, and you see their soft shine, and wonder what joy it would be to press your own against what must be like the tenderness of silk woven from clouds.
>Words may have been spoken, but all you hear is a haunting melody that draws the essence from your soul. Indistinct, and echoing, all you know is that you desperately want to say yes to whatever it is this creature asks.
“Yes . . .”
>You whisper in a breathy, soft tone.
>He smiles again, and by Celestia, it puts your heart in your throat to see it.
>His countenance is like that of a king, regal and dignified, regardless of his sullied garments.
>Bloodied but unbowed, a warrior prince.
>Yes . . . you quite like the sound of that.
>He will be your king, and you his queen.
>Every mare will be envious of your prize, and every stallion will be cowed by his sheer presence.
>And every night, you will retire to the highest tower in the kingdom, and he will ravish you senseless, his-
>”RARITY!”
>You flinch at the sound of your name.
>You attempt to twist to face her, but find yourself awkwardly constrained by a set of warm . . . oh dear.
>Free of your fugue state, you find yourself clutched tightly to Anonymous’s chest, while he looks down at you with an expression of serious concern.
>”Are you sure you’re alright miss Rarity?”
>You don’t know whether to be flushed with embarrassment, or to just be regular flushed.
>You cough daintily into your hoof.
“Ahem . . . sorry. Yes, I’m quite fine.”

>>28639748
>Several sets of eyes bore into you.
>One angry, one confused, and several envious.
>You’re lowered to the floor gingerly.
>You meekly skirt him as you head for the door.
“I’ll ehh . . . get to work on that new outfit if you’ll follow me?”

>You are Anon, and you’re pretty sure that you should go.
>The white one took a step toward you, stumbled, and nearly fainted.
>You managed to catch her, but . . . that seemed to really bother the other tiny horses.
>Seems when you snatched up their friend, that fear turned to anger.
“Are you okay?”
>She manages a weak “yes . . .”
>Her eyes flutter, and you can feel the heat of her body even through her coat as her face flushes.
>Ooh, man.
>She doesn’t seem well.
“I think Rarity here should get home, she doesn’t seem well.”
>Applejack and Fluttershy seem to be frozen, bodies rigid, stuck in a fight or flight pose.
>You can tell by the wing extension on Rainbow Dash that she’s about to rabbit out of here.
>You question Rarity again, trying to reassure her friends that she’s in fact, quite safe.
“Are you sure you’re alright miss Rarity?”
>You say it in your ‘talking to small children and scared animals voice’.
>Her cheeks turn bright red, and her pupils shrink to pinpricks, with what you assume is terror.
>”Ahem . . . sorry. Yes, I’m quite fine.”
>You gingerly lower her, doing your best not to scare anyone else any further.
>She slips around you, managing to stammer. “I’ll ehh . . . get to work on that new outfit, if you’ll follow me?”
>The tone in the room is decidedly hostile . . . and as much as you’d like to stay and watch over Twilight, you don’t want to ruin things with her friends.

>>28639726
now our overlord is comparing his plight to jesus
we must create a religion which will spawn crusades to purge the lands of all threads nonRGR
repent ye sinners for his armies will scorch your lands and convert you to his peaceful ways

>>28639785
DEUS VULT

>>28639779
>As you back out of the room, you bow meekly, trying to look as harmless as possible.
>You turn, following the little marshmallow horse down the hall, her squiggly, curled tail bouncing up and down as she went.
>Must be the tiny-horse equivalent of an up-do, like eighties big hair.
>Still, the color of deep lavender was lovely.
>Maybe you just had a soft spot for things that were purple.
>She glances back at you, and turns red again.
>You snap your head to the right, and flush yourself.
>Shit . . . she just caught you staring at the horse ass Anon . . . that’s not cool.
>They’re already acting like you want to eat them . . . now they’re gonna think you’re a sexual predator . . . predator.
>Wait, that makes it sound like you rape predators.
>Predator sexual predator.
>That would make you a predator . . . that’s also a sexual predator.
>None of these things are good Anon, not if you’re trying to make friends.
>You follow along in silence for a while, avoiding eye contact as she looks back at you a few times, to make sure you aren’t perving on her.
>Not that you’d perv on a miniature horse.
>Yeesh, you weren’t that desperate.
>Well, you were that desperate, but you still had the self respect to say no.
>Alright, you’re still lying.
>You lost your self respect in a game of cards during your freshman year of college.
>Look, you weren’t gonna fuck that horse.
>That was the takeaway, even if the reasoning was a little foggy at the moment.

>>28639806
>You realize that you’ve walked a good deal of the way from the hospital, trailing behind ‘Rarity.’
>Still not entirely over the horse names.
>You work up the courage to break the silence, in an attempt to at least make it less awkward.
“So, Rarity, do you live far from here?”
>She does a startled half jump and stumble, catching herself.
>”Why, I, yes. I do. Umm, quite close.”
>You groan internally.
>She definitely thinks you’re a creep.
>Asking about where she lives . . . yeah, that was a good way to open this conversation.
“Sorry, not to . . . ergh . . .”
>You facepalm.
“Thank you. For . . . well, everything, really.”
>You round a corner and begin walking up to what looks like an oversized carousel with windows.
>The sign out front says ‘Carousel Boutique’, so, yeah . . . nice observation captain obvious.
>She coughs and mutters something.
>”N-no trouble.”
>The doorknob glows as she pulls the door open, gesturing for you to enter.
>A kind gesture, holding the door for you, though, you suspect it was simply because she didn’t like the notion of you staring at her ass as you held the door for her.
>You’re not a degenerate! Really!
>The inside is . . . bigger than you expected. The ceiling is tall enough for you to stand, with plenty of headroom.
>Probably the most headroom of any building you’d been in so far.
>You might even go so far as to say, max headroom.

>>28639821
>The lights click on as the small white equine has to push past you to get in.
>Whoops, don’t block the door.
>You quickly step out of the way, and look around at all of the small furniture, and tasteful throws.
>It was . . . well, rather tasteful.
>I mean, you were expecting a girl named Rarity who lived in a boutique that was a clothes designer to have a bit more of a frilly, fru-fru pad.
>It’s flashy, no doubt, but there weren’t any stupid words like “Love, Home, Family” written on the walls, there were a minimum of throw pillows, and you didn’t see anything pink.
“Nice place you have here.”
>She turns scarlet again.
>Riiight . . . that’s not menacing at all.
>You feel like a mobster in a bad eighties movie.
>Hopefully Twilight could smooth things out between her friends and you at a later date.
>Especially after they were so generous in offering to house and clothe you.
>Pretty loyal friends.
>You found it admirable.
>”Ehm . . . if you feel the need to freshen up, the bathroom is upstairs, on the left.”
>Rarity seems to have disappeared off into a backroom.
>You glance down at yourself.
>You look like you walked off the set for a Tide commercial, where you played the ‘before’ actor.
“Thanks.”
>Maybe it’s just when they see you . . . your alien-ness unsettles them.
>Such thoughts are best reserved for contemplation when on the can or in the shower, you conclude, and head upstairs to clean up, because by god you needed it.

>>28639834
>You are White Pride Equestria Wide.
>By which you mean Rarity. Of course.
>And there’s nothing racist about being proud of your coat color!
>It’s not like you were bragging about being a unicorn . . . that’d actually be racist.
>You shudder a bit, as you imagine your guest stripping . . . climbing into a bath, and scrubbing himself down . . . all over.
>You slap yourself, physically this time.
“Keep. It. Together. Darling.”
>You rub your stinging cheek.
>Maybe a bit too much force in that . . . but you’ve gotten your wits back about you.
>That colt . . . eugh. Whenever you felt his eyes on you . . .
>Then the voice . . . the smell . . . oh by Luna’s buttered teats . . .
>You literally couldn’t stop yourself from rubbing up against him as you walked in the door.
>Like an animal in heat . . . you’re ashamed of yourself.
>He’s been nothing but an upstanding stallion of virtue and character.
>Even if he is a walking heap of sex appeal with only two legs . . .
>You hear the water kick on upstairs.
>Pipes wheeze and rumble as the air flushes out of them.
>. . . it had been a while since the guest bathroom had been used.
>. . . it had been a while since ANY of the ‘guest facilities’ had been used.
>Ponyville was a small working town, and colts seemed to like working mares.
>While your fashion sensibility and immaculate personal grooming would have made you a smash hit with the fairer sex in a cosmopolitan center like Manehattan, it was surprisingly hard to get a date in this little town.
>You let out a little sigh while you levitate over a bolt of high thread count black silk.
>All the colts around here pined for mares like AJ and Dash . . . Pinkie pulled more dick than a urologist.
>You sublimate your sexual frustration and lack of maresculinity into what is shaping up to be quite a fine design.

>>28639847
>You’ll need his exact measurements when he gets done, but, knowing a colt, especially one ‘that’ filthy, he’ll be in there for quite some time.
>You hum yourself a little tune as you compare varying thread count materials, and different shades of cloth for the trim.
>The faintest red stripe around the lapel would be dashing, daring even, but almost in a way that’s a bit . . . too aggressive.
>It’d look fine on a colt, but on his massive frame, it’s just a bit intimidating.
>No, a classic, refined looking suit would do him well.
>You’d have to get a look at his pants though, it’d been awhile since you’d done work for a minotaur body shape, and his knees went the other way . . .
>In the end, you settle on a magically fortified blended fiber material in matte black for the pants and jacket, and a plain white silk button down to go beneath it.
>You’re debating on whether or not the tie should be green or red when you hear the water shut off upstairs.
>You probably had another fifteen minutes to decide, and begin your preliminary cuts before he made it downstairs.
>You hum to yourself, trying to figure out which would better match his eyes.
>”Hey.”
>You spin about with a start, to find yourself staring at . . . him.
>Hmm. That’s a lot of not fur or clothing.
>You’re suddenly rather sad that you went with the oversized, plush cotton towels for the guest bathroom.
>Spiky, coltish wetmane. Saving that image for later . . .
>He seems . . . embarrassed?
>Right, you’re staring.
“Ah, Anonymous. That was . . . quicker than I was expecting.”
>He smiles at you, but, can’t hold eye contact for more than a second.
>”Umm, well, here I am now. I . . . ehh . . . I would have put my clothes back on, but that would have defeated the purpose of the shower.”
>He grins sheepishly. Or, he grins wolf-in-sheep's-clothing-ly.
>Canines.
>You shudder.

>>28639785
Someone has called for the Crusades to begin?

>>28639865
“Yes, understandable. I do need to take your measurements, that is, unless you don’t want these clothes to fit you.”
>Professionalism mode, engage!
>He nods. “Right, well, where do you want me?”
>In bed, on top of you-
>CRITICAL SYSTEM FAILURE: PROFESSIONALISM MODE DISABLED.
>You chuckle nervously, as he looks at you with some confusion.
“Over here darling, just stand on the platform while I get your measurements.”
>Well, at least you didn’t say it out loud. He only thinks you’re insane.
>He stands, and takes a T pose as you levitate your measuring tape around him from a respectable distance of the complete other side of the room.
>You gather the measurements of his barrel, shoulder, neck, inseam . . . though he jumps a bit at that one.
>He coughs to try and conceal the little hop he did when you measured the circumference of his thigh.
>”So, umm, about earlier . . .”
>OhsweetCelestianosparemywrechedsoul.TIFF
>”I’m sorry-”
“I’m sorry-”
>You both blurt out at the same time.
>You both look at each other with the same confused expression.
>You both start laughing at the same time as well.
>”Alright, I’ll bite, you first.”
>Crap. And he was doing that nice laugh of his too . . .
“Ehehe . . . well, back at the hospital-”
>He holds his . . . hoof with wigglers on it up.
>”No, I’m the one who should apologize. I know I’m alien, and large, and . . . well, smelled pretty ripe. I didn’t really think that it would cause such a stir. I didn’t mean to frighten anyone. I’m harmless, really!”
>He smiles warmly.
>Oh you sweet innocent child.

>>28639873
What part of Deus Vult didn't you get?
Was it the Deus, or the Vult?

>>28639878
>You pause for a moment, to actually think about what you’re thinking about.
>Metacognition was always Twilight’s thing, but you’re allowed to develop as an individual every now and then, right?
>Not everything -has- to be dresses and suits, right?
>Right. At the moment, you have a soaking wet, towel clad exotic stud standing before you, with your magic wrapped firmly about his thigh.
>You can quite literally sense the rippling cords of muscle barely contained by a thin layer of smooth, furless skin in your aura’s grasp.
>And yet, you weren’t a drooling, gibbering mess like you were at the hospital.
>. . .
>Yeah, you’re still not Twilight.
>No idea why, but whatever it was about him that was driving you nuts isn’t there anymore.
>He’s cute for a . . . whatever, definitely, but you don’t want him to bend you over the nearest piece of furniture right this second.
>You resume with your measurements, making sure to get his glutes and calves right so it could accentuate his features in all the right ways.
“That’ll be it dear, please, the guest bedroom is upstairs, last room on the left.”
>He says something in acknowledgement, but you’re too busy being the best Celestia damn dress/suit-horse this two bit town has ever seen to do more than nod.
>It’s strange, almost as if some other force had taken control of you, compelled you to find him irresistibly attractive.
>Twilight had done that thing with the want it need it fiasco a few months back, maybe there was something like that afoot?
>But then why had it stopped once they got here?
>So many questions, so few answers.

>>28639900
>Your deep, deep thinking is interrupted by a twin combo of startled shouts, one clearly male, one clearly . . . not.
>Wait . . . was Sweetie staying with you this week or . . .
>Sheeeeeit.
>You hear the clatter of hooves on the stairs as Sweetie Belle practically prances down, with the widest shit eating grin you think you’ve ever seen stretched across her little filly face.
>”Heyyyyyy Rarity . . . I uhh . . . bathroom . . . shower?”
>She’s staring off into the distance with that dopey eyed smile of a filly who just found her mom’s playmare stash.
>This night literally can’t go any worse.
>You let your head bang against your work table.
>This is not going to go over well with your parents.
>You hear the downstairs bathroom door lock and click, and do your best not to hear anything that comes after that.
>Phrasing . . . by Celestia the phrasing . . .

Alright you lot, that's all I have for now. I'm 'back in the saddle again' so to speak, now that I have my legs back under me and my lungs back in me. Still have a shitty job unloading trucks, but at least I can write in the time I have off now that I'm well again.

Comments, criticism, and all that is encouraged, I wrote this bit in a rush because I was so off my game for a while.

>>28639925
Amphatanon!

>>28639925
Why do you put yourself down so much.

You're my favorite writefag, for real. Especially now, since you're alive again.

>>28639925
>shitty job unloading trucks
Me too Amphetanon

>>28639695
>>28639733
>>28639726

Ok.

I haven't checked this thread in a while and so I was catching up today and I read about a discord for this General in a previous thread. Does anyone got an invite link for it?

AMPHETANON WHAT

BUT YOU ARE KILL

>>28639925
I'm expecting hot Rarity X Anon sex, my good sir.

>You are anon
>You were invited to luna's birthday party
>It was horror themed
>Ponies largely can't do horror
>But being nice, you aren't bringing it up to anyone other than luna
>Somehow she appreciated the horror from your world while other ponies tried to get you to seek therapy.
>Throughout the party you seen a fair number of changelings, and changeling costumes, and a changeling in a changeling costume
>You assume that there are a few cool ones that luna invited... or they are here to soak up the good vibes, so you say nothing

~Later~

>You hand luna her gift, realistic foam swords from god of war and a wall mount
>She loved watching the memories of you playing it, something about how she can relate
>That's when hell broke lose
>All the changelings covered the exits, undoing their costumes
>Gasps are heard
>You lean into luna
"Are they for real or are they just fucking with me?"
>"What do you mean"
"I mean... are they putting on a show scaring the other ponies, or what?"
>Chrysalis has transformed from the changeling wearing the changeling costume to her normal form
>"How could you assume that?"
"To be fair, they weren't even hiding... I thought they were cool with you, hell that one there gave you the crystal vampire fangs"
>You point to the one by the second window closest to you
>They see you pointing and luna looking and enthusiastically waves at you
>You both wave back
>"We... we no longer know. We did not invite them, but some of them are..."
>Its at this moment that chrysalis flips the table with the cake
>OH SHIT SON THE SUN IS PISSED
>Cakeater and bugbutt are squareing off
"So, none of this was planned?"
>You see a tear form in luna's eye
>"I knew I wouldn't get much, but now i'll get none of my cake"
>You take inventory, you brought it with you, and you are going to get to do something you were hoping to do for a long time
>You look to luna
"Hey, luna, how about I get you a quasi second present?"

>>28640895

>She looks up at you confused

>"What?"
>You start down towards the fight, breath deep and yell
"ALRIGHT, ENOUGH OF THIS SHIT"
>Everyone is silent
>They make way for you, celestia and chrysalis just look at you
>As you get closer, your stature, your walk, or just your face makes both rulers back down a bit
>You grab chrysalises horn
>She tries to cast a spell, but you twist your wrist enough to get the point across
"You are coming with me"
>You start to drag the now very concerned christalis away
>She tries to say things and resist, but you got her by the horn
>As you get closer to leaving, celestia speaks up
>"Wa... what are you going to do to her anon?"
>Not even looking back to see her reaction you just raise your voice a bit
"I'm going to fuck the evil out of her"
>Everyone shut up again
>Bugbutt stumbled but realiseing you got her horn, quickly keeps moving
>Twilight regains composure second
>"ANON you CAN'T do that"
>You look back and smirk
"Not with that attitude you can't"
>Once you get to the door, you turn to the guard
"We need lube or olive oil, I don't care which"
>She scrunches and asks
>"How much"
>To which you reply
"All of it"
>...
"And water, bring a pitcher or two every hourish"
>You turn to the changelings
"As for the rest of the changelings left here, you see the cake?"
>They all nod, having no clue what to do about their leader
"Replace it, exactly as it was, and bring in 4 more horror themed ones, he'll ask luna what she would like to see on the other cakes"
>You turn to celestia
"AS FOR YOU, make sure luna has had her fill before you inhale them"
>You drag the bug butt out of the room
>You dig the bar out of your pocket
"You know what this is?"
>"N-no"
>First words out of her in a while
"This is a slow release energy bar that should give me days of energy and quickly repair any... strain I put on my body immediately"
>You eat the whole thing

>>28640901

>Zecora can be trusted to not bullshit you, but if it worked on humans is an entirely different story
>You see chrysalises eyes go wide
>They are pretty
>This will be fun

>Be Twilight sparkle
>After anon left everyone was in stunned silence, the guard went to get them lube
>The changelings and luna started talking with a few going off to what you assume is the kitchen
>Celestia just stood there
"Um... celestia, you all right there?"
>She snapped out of it
>"I DO NOT INHALE CAKES"
>She is red faced
>Yea shes ok

>Be luna
>Tis your birthday
>Twas a bit, queer, but when all's said and done, it turned out great
>Looking at anon through the shadows, you see he took the vile queen to tia's room
>BEST BIRTHDAY EVER
>"So... let me get this straight, you want a red velvet cake with strawberry filling, shaped and decorated on the outside as a hyperrealistic teenage celestia?"
"If thow can do it twood be marvelous"
>The changeling knowing what the cake would look like, and do when cut into got a smile on its face
>"Won't be easy but will be doable"
"And thank you for the fangs, they are lovely"
>The changeling smiles and flies off.
>Off in the distance, you can hear a VERY loud moan
>Yea, best birthday ever

~Later on, cakes made and delivered, and a shortage of olive oil later~

>You found a cake that celestia had problems eating at all
>To that changelings credit, what you tasted of it got them a job as royal cake maker, you can always use another one as they are forever overworked
>You bet pinkie pie the title of 'duchess of gluttony' if she would sensually eat the backside of the celestia cake and say things to make tia... uncomfortable
>"Oh CELESTIA you taste amazing"
>Tia looks absolutely uncomfortable being anywhere near her, but because of the splatter shield is only by that cake, she needs to eat hers near by it
>"OH look princess, the intestines are gummy?"

>>28640906

>As pinkie says that, the whole belly of the cake gives way...
"You are really good"
>"I'm glad you enjoy it"
>You and this cake making master have been hitting it off for a while
>Turns out she owns a local cart selling most her goods at cost or almost at cost
>The feelings that ponies give as gratitude more then feed her
>You hear the sounds of ponies vomiting and look toward what pinkie is doing
>Like a dog, laying in the strawberry filling, ripping the heart apart
>You smile even more than before
>The other cakes are far less messy and don't need to be in the splatter shield area.
>One is a castle, old, medieval that looks like it has seen better days
>Another is of the stars, and is themed this way by some edible that when bitten into lights up a bit, you see ponies mouths twinkling,
>The original that has most of the 'classic' horror monsters from movies you watched with anon
>The now grotesque celestia cake
>And right next to it, banana and buttercream, celestia's favorite, so she leaves the other ones alone so others can enjoy them too.
>"AAAAAAAAAAHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
>There goes another one
"How many was that?"
>"13 so far... how long can he keep that up for?"
"We have no idea, however anon burst out laughing when twilight told him mares are lucky to have a stallion that lasts more than 15 seconds and is ready to go more then twice a week"
>She just whistles
>"Wonder if he actually can fuck the 'evil' out of her

~Later still, cakes eaten, vomit cleaned up, celestia creeped out as much as can be~

>Tonight was a glorious night
>You partied till ponies literally started to drop
>And you invited many of your friends over for a sleepover
>Cakenbake, twilight, rainbow, apple, fluttershy, rarity, and the duchess of gluttony... pip was too young to really attend and anon was... indisposed
>As you are all talking amongst yourselves, you hear a yell from outside your door
>You quickly get up and peek outside

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>>28639925
>Filly's first crush

>>28640907

>"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM"
>"Removing the, ehhh, evil, *splooch*
>"Helllp meeeee"
>your sister backs away, you notice winking, and shut your door.
"Well, that twas..."
>You are interrupted by a knocking at your door
>You open it and see a shy tia with a pillow in her mouth
>"Luna, anon is defiling my room, can I perhaps join you?"
>You deadpan at the pillow
"Was that from your room?"
>Celestia nods with eyes going wide
>Wanting to look cute has turned against her
"Leave the pillow at the door and you can come in"
>She does, and she takes up a seat on the bed next to you, opposite cakenbake who may just be both of yours favorite changeling ever
>The silence is palpable, till tia speaks up
>"Well... I'm no longer the biggest ruler in equestria"
>This shocks you all, but twilight is first to the draw
>"Did he... you know... cum that much?"
>Everyone is imagining it now
>Celestia was fast to dispel that thought
>"No, well... yes but not the way you are thinking"
>Before someone could ask what way she continued
>"She looks like me after I ate 100 cakes just to see if I could"
>Everyone looks toward the door, only you know what that was like, every step she took jiggled, the chins were countable, and the heart was telling the body FUCK YOU with every step she took
>You quietly pray for chrysalis to be in good health
>Evil as she may be, you don't want her dead

~36 hours after anon took chrysalis to celestia's room~

>Be celestia
>A few hours ago, you let a messenger for the changelings out, christalis was in disposed, unable to move due to exhaustion and mostly due to just how big she has gotten...
>Anon literally stuffed her full of love, and then crammed some more love down her throat
>Your bed is ruined, and the floor surrounding the bed
>Anon also knew where you hid your toys and how to use them...

>>28640914

>Must ask him about that later on
>But you fear right now anon may have literally fucked the changeling queen to death.
>And he has the gall to be the big spoon next to luna while you clean this mess up.
>Well, the maids will do most of the work
>On the horizon you see the changelings are blotting out the sun
"Chrysalis, I see them, they will be here in about 20 minutes"
>"Good, tell me when they are at the castle, I need time to prepare"
>Oh my god this is going to be the biggest corpse you ever removed from your room.

~They arrive~

>You go into the defiled remains of your once grand room
"They are here"
>With that said, the most blinding green you have ever seen hit your eyes
>You back out, fearing you are now blind
>AND as quickly as it started, it ended
>As you are trying to readjust to your now blind eyes... hey there is some light
>YOU CAN SEE
>FUCK YES ALICORN HEALING FACTOR WOOOOOO WOOOOOOO
>You close your eyes till you think they are adjusted
>You hear a clopping, someone is coming closer
>You look around, and there...
"Who are you?"
>"What do you mean who are you? I am Queen Chrysalis"
"Really?"
>"Do you think i'm lying"
>The voice doesn't have the condescending tone it use to
>It also sounds... almost bubbly
"Look in the mirror"
>She does as you told
>"WHO THE FUCK IS THAT, is that ME, IS THAT ME?"
>You know she is mad... but something is off
>You can't quite put your hoof on it
>...
>AH
"So anon really did fuck the evil out of you."

>>28639847
>by Luna’s buttered teats
kek

>>28639847
>Luna's buttered teats

Yes hello I'd like to know more.

>>28639925
So, Sweetie's got some schlick material now?

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>>28640906
>>Off in the distance, you can hear a VERY loud moan
oh my

>>28639106
>"Pinkie."
>"Pinkie, what are you doing?"
>"Pinkie."
>"Pinkie stop."

>>28640916
Your English and sentence structure need work.

>>28640951
>>28640968
>At some point in the past, there was an incident involving Luna's teats and butter
>It was so significant that it cemented the phrase "by Luna's buttered teats" as a synonym for "by God" (or similar phrase)

>>28641042
>"Nuh-uh, Nonny~ I'm using my earth pony strength to wear down this floor and demonstrate that I'm an ideal mate."

>Ponies doing innocuous, silly things around Anon that he later learns are feats to show off their potential as a mate

>>28637781
That moment was really cute.

I'm happy to see we're finally getting some Glim Glam in our stories.

>>28641444
>trips

>>28636575
Storyboard the conversation out, both sides at the same time, one with anon hearing it and reacting, one from the parents side, and separate them.

Because everyone more or less talks with the same voice, and largely the same words (there is no rarity darling or fancy, there is no dash douching it up, there is no apul hiking it up or pinks talking to fast, this is just 3 normal ponies.

either have
twi:"Woot woot im not gay mom IM NOT GAY"
twimom:"OH NO SHEZ A CARPET MUNCHER"
bigpapatwi:"You sleepin on the couch now"

or

>Twilight furrowed her brow
>"I AM NOT THE GAY MOM"
>Scoffing at what her daughter said
>"BUT YOU ARE, YOU KNOW IT TO BE TRUE"
>You have had enough of this shit
"You are on the couch now"

Either way works, either way is a pain in the ass to not be repetitive, but both are borderline necessary if you want to have a conversation like this.

>>28641582
>>Twilight furrowed her brow
>>"I AM NOT THE GAY MOM"
>>Scoffing at what her daughter said
>>"BUT YOU ARE, YOU KNOW IT TO BE TRUE"
>>You have had enough of this shit
>"You are on the couch now"
I would read this story.

>>28640916
Loved it

>>28637781
Twiggles a cute.
>>28639925
Yusssssss.
Flustered pone cute pone.
It's the sweat, isn't it?
>>28640895
>Fucking with the food
>You dun goofed, filly.
>>28640916
More when?
Ponk gobbling Celestia's organs was adorable.
>>28641424
>Luna tried to improve dairy production
>Created a spell to make butter come out instead of milk
>>28641653
>Twilight is fighting with her parents
>"I'm not gay!"
"Are you sure? You've been fucking a man, that's a pretty big part of being gay."
>[BLUSHING INTENSIFIES]

>>28639925
Didn't Anon leave his sweaty, pheromone-soaked clothes in the bathroom? Is Rarity going to realize, half an hour later, that Sweetie Belle still hasn't left the bathroom?

>>28641720
>Ponk gobbling Celestia's organs was adorable.
I kind of like the idea of Pinkie consuming a confectionary effigy of somepony on a regular basis.

>>28641743
>She left
>but she took his clothes to her room

For the love of god.
I know that i've fuck it up with my story, but, jesus.
I'll be back with my story once i get actually better at writing and spelling.
Fucking, i feel dirty just giving such a sloppy job.
I am the person who wrote the story of Twilight and her parents.
I will not show my ugly face until you have something worthwhile.
Something well written, arranged, rated and executed.
Excuse me to have wasted your time.

PS Data.
I did not write the story of Princess Luna's birthday.

>>28641055
Not going to lie, few of my fingers got caught in something a few days ago, nothings broke, but at first they were fine, tward the 5th post it was a just get this finished kind of deal, I'll probably give it a once over before I continue it, if enough changes, I'll repost it and what I continue.

>>28641720
Was going to write her eating all the cake out from the inside, her turning to celestia and saying 'look I'm you' with strawberry and half eaten organs strewn about. Will likely add that in a revision.

>>28642024
>I did not write the story of Princess Luna's birthday.
I did, what would fix your story is simple, I laid it out here
>>28641582
All that was bad with it was how confusing it was to read 3 different ponies having a simultaneous conversation, you fix that and its good enough to go.

>>28642024
I'm just a fuck up, i know it.
It's just that, i don't feel good just giving this.
Even if i put it, it just can't compare to the others.
I feel we deserve better than a bad misspelled history.
I will be back, but with something that it's good, even if the promt is shit or not RGR enough.
Good going with that Luna story. Wish you the best.

>>28642241
Just, bye.

>>28642241
>>28642024
Don't you dare stop.
I liked the twilight and her parents thing.

>>28642024
>>28642241
>>28642250
>literally who

>>28642024
Please, no. Don't leave, your story is good!

>>28642241
nonononononononononoonnono dont you fucking leave damnit! COME BACK YOU NIGGER!

>>28642040
>>Was going to write her eating all the cake out from the inside, her turning to celestia and >?>>saying 'look I'm you' with strawberry and half eaten organs strewn about. Will likely add that in a revision.

>"You're inside me now."

>>28642550
want to go for a more im wearing your skin and insane opposed to potential double entendre with that one.

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Damn ziggers are stealing our colts and polluting our children's minds with their 'bip-bop' music or whatever they call it.

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What's she so nervous about, RGRE?

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>>28642780
The zigger corrupting her little sister.>>28642779
She probably wants to turn her into a racemixing dyke.

>>28642780
She just found out that her herdcolt isn't related to her. How will she get pure Apple foals now?!

>>28642780
Someone just found out that she cries sometimes when she masturbates

>Farmgirl FemAnon shows up along with a few other Anon's
>She starts hanging around Sweet Apple Acres a lot.
>Helping out on the farm.
>Helping Granny cook.

>Mares are amazed, and jealous, when she actually manages to catch Big Mac's attention
>Nopony that isn't an Apple can get him to say much more than "Eeyup" or "Eenope"
>And suddenly this apelien girl can get him to have a full conversation?
>What is her secret?!

>>28637868
There is a very well done dramatic reading of it somewhere

I linda want the applebloom beat Ånon story to continue

>>28643273
Fucking autocorrect

>>28643248
No, femanon is a trash character.

>>28643248
So when does she start hitting him?

>>28643273
>Be Linda in Equestria
>You and one of your friends, Anon, are both in a land of magic miniature horse-people
>You have both done the obvious thing
>You started a band
>Since you can't be a Blue Man Group as a two man group, you've recruited some locals to help.
>There's this tiny yellow howdy horse called Applebloom who is now your drummer
>Anon gets to be a singer because he's a woman to the ponies
>He wanted to play the triangle but it was agreed that he would overshadow the rest of you too much if he did.
>And you're on the guitar
>Songwriting is basically picking a random song from your phones and writing it down using those weird music symbols
>You tried writing your own songs once
>ONLY ONCE
>Nobody wants a repeat of what happened when you did that.
>You suppress a shudder.
>Rest in peace, little horsies.
>Anyway, your group is getting to be popular, when you play at Sugarcube Corner, the local nightclub, it's usually packed full
>Well, you're going on stage now
>Let's rock these ponies

>>28643248
The secret is handjobs

>>28643312
I've seen good Femanon greens before. Why are you so bitter about it?

>>28643497
I haven't.

>>28639925
Keep going you undead fuck. We want moar.

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ShittyOCPoner LIVES!

DRAWFAGS ARE PROPELLER IMMUNE I TELL YOU!

LET MY AUTISM FLOW!

HE WHO CONTROLS THE AUTISM CONTROLS THE UNIVERSE!

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>>28643777
HOLY TRIPS CONFIRM

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>>28643782
forgive me for being so late with this crapola.
Some anon wanted more shitty oc's can you guess who they are?

>>28643777
THE HOLY TRIPS GIVE LIVE TO THE WRITEFAGS, COME HOME ALL YE DEAD!

>>28642978
Anon must fix this problem for the cute Apple horse.

>>28643800
Plug the tearducts.
>>28643777
>>28643782
>>28643791
Neato.

>>28642291
This.

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>>28643805
>Sempai noticed

Gimme some SSTH blurbs

Anyone feel free

>>28643863
>Gradient sockhooves
>No 100" wingspan and 1000000 mile horn with matching horn ring
>Black, gray, white, yellow
3/10 would only allow succ

I love her! Thanks!

>>28643497
Your lying.

>>28644239
*You're
Seriously, it's not that difficult!

>>28644315
I do it out of spite, and that key doesn't work that well.

>>28643381
I know you didn't originate it, but I still love the term "howdy horse". It makes me smirk a bit whenever I read it.

>>28643777
God and Satan confirm never-ending Greens. THIS IS IT, LADS.

>>28640204
Ha, fuck you guys I load trucks.
Gues we're enemies. The cargo wars

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>>28643863
I really, really like your designs of pons

>>28644830
The neck bend is a bit much. Great otherwise.

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>>28637639
Subtle as heck


Found anon who did one of the first Shy-ish BombShell design and promised him to do that pon. Because Bomb is a concept and we can play with her design as much as we want. And his pon was a qt

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>>28644845
Oh, and the first of the "Shell"s from Coolkiddo. Sweetie too, maybe too sweet

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>>28644856
>>28644845
>>28644830
These ponies need more belly for the rubbin'.

>>28644845
You styled her hair!
Why did you style her hair?
Is she going undercover?
Did she forget to not style her hair?
I'm confuese.

>>28644830
Anorexia can be cured.

>>28644830
>That neck
Ow. Other than the neck, it's fantastic, pen! Looks wonderful!

>>28642780
She found out she can you only clap with her knees.

>>28644845
>>28644856
Cute af famalam.
Some top stuff right here.

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>>28644840
>>28644973
Loooong poooon (But yeah, found some over the top nightwing poses and overdid them)

>>28644896
That's one of her first mane styles from anon

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>>28643782
Time for propeller to level up...

>>28644830
>tuft

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>>28643782
>>28643795
>>28644732

>>28644973
>SSTH fights other ponies by slamming her neck against them like a giraffe

>>28645001
>loooong pooooon
>long poon
>pony has long poon for long horsedick
this makes sense

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>>28645228

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>>28644167
>>28644830
Thanks
I'm a minimalist
simple and elegant
Function over form

Still need some ssth blurbs

here is LaP's for example

>>28645650
I saved all of them, 9 pons at that moment

Remind me to get the other stories binned, but this is more spooktober shorts involving Anon asking the girls for advice on what to wear, featureing Flutterbutter!

>You brush aside a few loose flowers and smile down at the roots you've found.
>These are just what Angle would love!
>Moving over to the little wicker basket Rarity had made you, you reach over and bite into the handle of a shovel when you spy a famlier pair of shoes.
>"Hey Flutters."
"Eep!"
>Falling back on your back in fright you try to slow your heart beat breathing fast and hard.
>Before you can pull yourself up you see Anon's concerned face over your own, "Ah jeez, sorry Flutters didn't mean to spook ya, but hey tis the season right?"
>You know your not supposed to get mad at colts, but ooooh that Anon!
>You can feel your nose scrunch at the whimsy you can feel coming.
>Pointing to the sign post near the gate you see Anon look to read; "Danger, Mares at Work."
"You can get hurt you know!"
>A hand is offered to you and Anon tilts his head at you with a smile, "Think ya can forgive me?"
>Still the things we do for friends...
>Reaching up you wrap your hoof around Anon's and nod, you can feel your cheeks brighten as you feel the warmth coming from Anon's hoof spiders.
>So this is what Dash was talking about when holding hooves with a colt.
>It's...nice.
>Oh!
>Anon easily helps you up with a small pull.
>So strong!
>You brush off the dust and wiggle your wings to collect yourself before Anon offers you the shovel, "Here, thought you might want this back."
"Oh, thank you Anon...what brings you to my cottage? If you don't mind me asking?"
>Kneeling down once more to scrap away the dirt you begin to unearth the root.
>"Well you know how Nightmare Night is coming around right?"

>>28645953
>You freeze as the previous Nightmare Nights come to mind, shivering internally and externally you peek over at Anon through your bangs, don't be scared now!
"Y-yes?"
>Nailed it.
>Anon scratches his head and sits down beside you as he sighs, "Well I've been at a lost on what to be, I don't want to dress up as something that everyone would laugh at you know?"
>Oh, well that would make sense...
>"So I figured I'd ask you about it!"
>What?!
"Uh, um, Anon, I well I'm not really good at Nightmare Night..."
>Anon reaches over and gives you a gentle punch in the shoulder, ow...
>"Don't be like that Shy! I'm sure you've got some ideas I could use! Really I've asked some of the others and I just wanted a range of options to choose you know? Not all of them really fit you know?"
>Oh costumes? You could definitly help with that at least!
>You start to work the root back and forth to loosen it from it's home
"Well, it might not be really scary, but you could maybe go as Catcolt, or um the Tuexedo Colt!"
>Anon stares at you slowly blinking at your suggestions.
>You can feel your insides start to shivel up, oh why did you reveal your powerlevel like that?!
>"I don't know what any of that is, but I'm willing to learn what they are."
>Oh you're going to need to hide in your cottage and ne-huh?
"Y-you want to learn about them?"
>Anon simply nods at you, "Yeah that way I can really stay true to character you know?"
>Oh!
>OH!
>This is great!
>Now if only this darn root would come loose!
>You give the root a few more tugs, yet the herb stays stubborn in the ground.
>Pouting at it you see Anon reach over and give a sharp yank on it.
>With an explosion of dirt that you close your eyes for, Anon offers the root to you, "Figured you could show me once you got this."
>...
>So this is what it feels like to fail as a mare...
>Sadly you know this feel often...
>Still at least Angle Bunny will enjoy this, and you can introduce Anon to the wonder of Neighpone!