Gabby thread

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>>28856790
>best
Nah, but very much fuckable.

>>28856790
Who?

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A-am I not as cute as her Anon?

>>28856828
>Roleplaying

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>>28856838

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>>28856838
fuck off rulefag

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>>28856838
>writing prompt is roleplaying

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>>28856838

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>>28856838

The true Mary Sue of MLP.

>>28856790
Would she get along with Nyx? Their personalities are the same.

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>I'll just leave this here
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>>28856828
"No but you would make a good hate fuck."

>>28856790

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>>28859521
>e621

>>28859521
>e621
Fucking furfags.

>>28859521
I would.

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>>28861071
>>28861049
>people who jack off to cartoon horses disgusted at people who jack off to other cartoon animals
good memage

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>>28856838

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>>28856795
Gabby is the only good griffon in the show.

>>28861093
(You)

>>28857016
>He doesn't know what the difference is between a prompt and a fat greasy man roleplaying as a female is
>>28856902
>>28856982
>>28857086
>>28857149
>>28861109
>Roleplaying furfags triggered: the series

>>28856790
>>28857163
>>28859233
>Nyx has a light cyan blue headband
>Gabby has a light cyan blue scrunchy

CONFIRMED

>>28861183
Fucking kill yourself.

>>28861183
what are you doing here? are you here just to shitpost whatever'll get you most replies?

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>>28856838

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>>28856838
>>28861247

>>28861093
Indeed...

Well, it could have been a good thread

>>28861270
I never knew saying "roleplaying" triggered so many. Truly a great and bountiful fact of information has been bestowed upon me this day

Is /mlp/ the 4th autistic board behind /v/, /b/, and /pol/?

>>28861280
Nigga I just want cute pictures of griffons. I literally don't give a fuck about anything else.

>>28861288
Well I did too until the roleplaying started.

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>>28861270
It still can be. You guys just seriously need to learn to not respond to bait. Here, have some Gabby.

>>28861340
I honestly can remember who this cutie is. If it wasn't the Griffonstone episode, then I probably missed it.

>>28861426
HAHAHAHAHA. it wasn't

>>28861340
Yes, and now that I've seen five minutes (since I've not watched an mlp episode since season 2), I can safly say that she is pure sugar in griffon form

I want to snuggle her so badly now...

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>>28859521

>>28857163

Wut?
Gabby is pretty much the exact opposite of a Mary Sue.

>>28861435
Which episode? The Pony Games one? I missed the entire second half of the season due to a deployment

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>>28861597

If you had spent half the time you spent typing out that post to figuring out which episode she's in yourself, you would have had the answer already.

And no, I'm not going to spoonfeed you.

>>28861558
Wait a second, if a pony got tattoos on their flanks, what would happen when they got their cutie mark?

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>>28857163
>appears in one episode
>isn't a flawless character
>mary sue
I know I took the bait, but whatever.
>>28861340
Let's get back to that. All of my good pictures of Gabby have already been posted (there aren't many), and we definitely need more.

>>28861899
It would look really bad, like a tattoo on top of another tattoo. Keep in mind that ponies and griffons have fur, so they can't be tattooed like humans can.

>>28861766
Thanks fag.

>>28861903
I'd draw more of her

If I wasn't shite at it

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>>28859521

>>28861903
>extremely friend-able
>excellent at everything she tries

Mary Sue.

>>28862689

>A Mary Sue is an idealized and seemingly perfect fictional character, a young or low-rank person who saves the day through unrealistic abilities. Often this character is recognized as an author insert or wish-fulfillment.

So no.

DYEWTS?

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>>28856828
WRITEFAAAAGS!

>>28859521
m-moar

>>28861183
>being this new
Fuck off nu-/mlp/, no one likes you, not even after the second scruffening

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>>28856838
finally found the perfect response to this

>>28856790
>You been in Ponyville for over a year now, and this is the first time you've seen a cute griffon who is not a complete douche bag
>Another mail carrier like Equestria's favourite cross-eyed horse, this cutie griffon flies all over town, delivering letters and packages, helping the good folks of Ponyville, and all the while being happy, perky and cheerful all day long
>And now, you want to fuck her badly
>No, really. Everytime she flies overhead, Anon Jr always tries to burst out of your pants like a chest-buster from Alien.
>Whether or not she's the only friendly griffon you've seen since coming to Equestria, or if it's her bubbly personality, you don't know.
>All you want to do, right now, is to breed the fuck out of her
>And, since she's so eager to help people, getting her back to your place shouldn't be a problem

>>28865573
>this new
>doesn't know that there's been a sticky specifically addressing roleplay AND shitty greentext prompts

>>28865896
>As luck would have it, the cutie griffon is browsing through the stalls in the town's market
>She seems to be interested in some jewellary, as you came up behind her and said...
"Hi there!"
>The griffon looks up at you, and gives you her happiest smile
>"Hi there to you too!"
>"That's five bits please"
>You reach into your pocket, and took out five gold coins to give to the seller
"I've got this one."
>The griffon squees adorably, as she takes her new pendant, and places it around her neck
>"Ooooh, thank you, thank you! That was soooo kind of you!"
>She holds our her talon hand to you
>"I'm Gabby, by the way. And you are?"
>You take the offered hand, and kissed like a gentleman
"Anon. Anon. Y. Mous"
>Gabby blushed from the kiss
>"Oh my! Hehehe...I'm flattered, Anon. But, I do say that you're the first of your kind that I have ever seen! Are there are others like you in town, or anywhere else for that matter?"
>Well, unless someone else back home also had the same idea as you did of drinking magical bleach...
"Sorry, Gabby. I'm the only one of my kind here. By Equestrian law, that makes me an extremely endangered species"
>Gabby gives you a look of saddness and concern
>"But, that's so sad, Anon! Don't you ever get...you know? Lonely sometimes?"
>You give the griffon a smile, a pang of guilt hits you in the stomach for what you are about to say next
"Well...Sometimes maybe. That's why I always go out everyday, walk around town, talk to the people I meet..."
>You give Gabby a gentle boop to her rounded beak
>You've also noticed that her beak is not sharp and pointed as like the other griffons
"...Make new friends..."
>Gabby giggles, as she swishes her tail and flaps her wings happily
">I know, that's so true! That's why I always go out everyday and help anypony that I find! It's always good to make new friends, wherever you are!"

>>28865953
>You grin at her, rubbing the back of your neck, as your conscious is screaming at you for tricking such a nice and innocent looking griffon into having nasty and sweaty sex with you
"Actually, funny you should say that Gabby. Because...Well...I do have a...erm...problem that maybe you could...er...sort of...help me with?"
>Gabby is almost bouncing on the spot
>"Really! What kind of problem?"
>You glance around, as the town's ponies are going about their business, completely oblivious to you and Gabby
"Well...It's...kind of personal..."
>Gabby is almost pawing at your jacket
>"Awww...It's okay. Whatever it is, I'll be glad to help!"
>You just heard your conscious calling at you from a distance
>"You're a total, fucking cock Anon! A real fuck-up, you hear me!!!"
>You mentally lob an empty beer bottle at your conscious, as you proceed with you "master plan"
"That's really sweet of you, Gabby. But...Maybe we shouldn't discuss it here in the open. We can talk about it back at my place, okay?"
>Gabby grins and nods at you
>"Okay!"
>And, on a bright and cheerful day, you were leading possibly Equestria's one and only decent griffon onto a sick and depraved journey of no return...

>>28865994
>To say that your one bedroom flat is a complete shit-hole would be putting it mildly
>Gabby was looking around the disaster zone, as she gingerly navigates over the detritus that covers most of the floor and furniture
>"I...think I know what you problem is..."
"It's not the mess, Gabby. I'll show you what it is..."
>You hold the door open to your bedroom, where its nice and clean, and smells a lot nicer than the rest of the sty
>Yeah, you cleaned out out her bedroom, opened a window, and changed the sheets, just for the sole purpose of fucking a griffon. Mama must be so proud of you
"...In here"
>Gabby gives you a wierd look, tilting her head almost at ninety degrees
>"The problem is...In you bedroom?"
"The problem is not the bedroom itslef, Gabby! It's...well...It's...me"
>Gabby gives you a dubious look, as she slowly walks towards the bedroom
>"...Okay...?"
>You pull the door to, but not locking it, as Gabby gives the bedroom a once over
>"So...What's the problem, Anon?"
>You sit on the front edge of the bed, next to Gabby
"Well...It's this..."
>You unzip your pants, and out pops Anon Jr, standing tall and proud, and ready for action!
>Gabby looks at your cock with a bewildered, if not slightly curious look
>"...Okay, so what's wrong with it?"
"Well...Everytime I see you flying past, it swells up big and hard"
>Gabby looks at you, with a genuine worried look on her face
>Was she really as innocent and naieve as she looks?
>"Maybe you should go and see a doctor?"
>You shake your head, as you coax Gabby to sit in front of you
"I think...Because you're the reason for this unusual swelling...I think you're the only one who can fix it"
>Gabby looks at your cock, giving it an intent look
>"How?"
"Give me your paw"
>Gabby lifts her talon hand to you, where you gently take it by the rest, and place it on your cock
>"Wow...It's warm..."
"It sure is...Now...Wrap your claws around it, and move it back and forth..."
>"Like this?"

>>28865994
no anon dont do it do it

>>28866064
>Gabby grips your shaft a bit too tight, causing you to wince
"Ow...Not too hard!"
>"Oh, sorry! Like this?"
>She eases her grip, and by God does her paw feel so good around your cock
"Yeah, much better...Now...move your paw back and forth...Gently like"
>Gabby gives you a nervously smile, as she slowly moves her paw back and forth on your cock
>"Does it feel better now?"
"Mmmm...Yeah...It's getting better, thanks to you..."
>Gabby giggles nervously, and focuses on the task at paw
>"Erm...Anon...The swelling is not going down..."
"That's okay, Gabby...You're doing great...Keep going...Oh God..."
>Suddenly, Gabby stops as she shrieks in fear
>"Anon! It's starting to leak! What do I do?!"
>You look down, and saw that precum has started to dribble out and over Gabby's paw
"Ooh...Right, Gabby, it's not serious, but I need you to lick it, right now"
>"Lick it, right now?!"
"Yes!"
>Gabby swallows nervously, as she slowly leans forward and opens her beak, her thin bird tongue darting out gently, and barely touched the tip of your cock, before lapping up the pre
>She winces from the taste
>"Yuck! It tastes bitter and salty!"
"You're doing great Gabby, keep doing it"
>She was a bit hestitant, but then she relaxed a little, as she begins to lick your tip with her tongue, whilst working her paw on your shaft once more
>Okay, it's official, Griffon tongue on cock feels fucking great
>And now, to knock it up a notch
"I don't think your paw is doing much to reduce the swelling...I think, if you were to put it in your mouth..."
>By now, Gabby got used to the taste of cock and cum, as she takes her paw away
>"Okay, but I really think you need to see doctor about this..."
>She opens up her beak, and slowly begins to move her head down onto your cock, feeling your shaft sliding across her tongue, and down into her tight throat
>Shit! She has no gag reflexes?!!

>>28866094
>"Okay, but I really think you need to see doctor about this..."
lel

>>28866094
>She took the whole thing in her throat, her beak pressed firmly against your crotch, as she looks up at you to see if she is doing it right
>You caress her face with your hand
"You're really doing great, Gabby....Fuck...Now...Like you did with your paw, move your head and forth, gently like, and suck on it whilst doing so..."
>Gabby closes her eyes, and begins to move her head up and down on your shaft, whilst working her throat muscles on your cock, the rounded tips of her beak gently stroking on the top and bottom sides
>You squeeze your eyes tightly shut, the unknown pleasures of a beakjob taking you to places you never thought possible...
>...In fact, it was almost too good...
"Shit...Gabby, something's about to come out, and you'll need to swallow it, okay? You're doing fantastic, by the way..."
>You open your eyes, and saw that Gabby was giving your a puzzled look, before she slips your cock out of her throat
>"Why do I need to...IIIIEEEEEE!!!!"
>Gabby squeals out loud, as your plaster her face with your thick, rich spunk
>She tries to fend off the bombardment with her paws, turning her head away as rope after rope of semen was splattering all over her
>Panting in absolute bliss, you look at Gabby, and the poor griffon was litterally showered in your spunk
>"...I'm leaving now..."
>In a disgusted huff, Gabby turns and heds towards the door. But, with lightning reflexes, you block her way
>"Anon..."
"Okay, I'm sorry! I don't why it did that...But, I want to do something...extra nice for you"
>Gabby raises her brow, your semen dripping off from her feathers
>"Really?"
>You give her a grin
"Yeah, really. Look, why don't you use my shower to clean yourself with, and then I can show something that you're really going to enjoy"
>Gabby thought about this
>"Okay...But, no more yucky stuff, Anon. This wasn't nice nor pleasent for me"
>You led the grumpy griffon to your shower, which is a good chance to give Anon Jr a break

>>28866142
>A good shower, and a thorough drying down later, a clean, yet grumpy Gabby is now lying on your bed
>"So, what's this thing that I'm supposed to enjoy?"
>You start to strip yourself down
>Gabby almost hisses at you
>"Anon..."
"Trust me, just lie on your back, and spread your legs"
>Still curious, Gabby did as she was told
>"Like this?"
"Wider"
>"Better?"
"Much better"
>Butt-naked, you climbed onto the bed and move your head between Gabby's thighs
>Whether or not she wasn't enjoying the show so far, her wet pussy seems to say otherwise
>You keep a firm grip on her legs, as you give the now startled griffon a mischevious grin
>"Wha...What are you going to do?"
"Just returning the favour..."
>You leaned down, and give her clit a quick lick, causing the griffon to cry out
>"ANON!!!!"
"It's okay, honey, just sit back and enjoy the ride..."
>You begin to work your tongue all over her dripping sex, giving it all the attention it deserves
>Yeah, she tasted a bit too sour for your liking, but she did take both barrels to the face though
>"Anon...Stop! I can't...do...THISOHFUCKOHFUCK...ooooooohhhh..."
>You dived you tongue into her love hole, and lucky did you find her sweet g-spot on the first go!
>You pulled out for a moment, giving the griffon a wicked grin
"Really? You want me to stop right now?"
>Gabby pants softly on the bed, her body shaking from pure pleasure and bliss she must be feeling, and unable to respond
>She hasn't came yet, but she must be close
>You started back in again, this time giving her pussy a really good seeing to, as you tongue alternates between her twitching clit and her tender g-spot
>In almost no time at all, her entire body tensed up, as warm, sour-tasting liquid hits the back of your throat
>"IIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!...*GASP* GASP* Ohfuckthatwasfuckingamazingfuckfuckofhyummyyumyum..."

>>28866181
hot

>>28866181
>You lifted your head, leaving a tail of sweet griffon liquid from her pussy to your tongue, as you look at Gabby, with the fucked-stupid look on her face
"So...How was it?"
>Panting breathessly, Gabby looks at you, and gives you a smile
>"That...That was...Amazing..."
>You grin at her eye, as you position yourself between her legs once more, but this time your hard cock poised in front of her dripping pussy
>Gabby was smaller than you, and therefore her face came up to your chest, as she feels your cock touching her sex
>"Anon...What are doing?"
>You nuzzle the adorable griffon, as you stroke your cock all over her pussy
"Sorry, Gabby, but I think this is the only way to reduce the swelling..."
>Gabby tries to push you off, but the effort was so pathetic you weren't sure if she was playing around, or if she was really trying
>Anyway, you didn't care anymore, as you press your cock against that delicious, slick love tunnel, and feel the head starting to slide in
>"No...We can't...We musn't..."
"Yes, we can, we must, and we will..."
>"It...It hurts..."
>Suddenly, you feel something blocking your cock, and suddenly you realised that you're pushing against her hymen
>You kissed her on the beak, whilst caressing her face with your hand
"Only for a little while, my honey bird. But, soon you're going to love it, more than anything else in the world..."
>Gabby winces a little, tears falling down her cheeks as she looks you in the eyes
>"Better than ice cream with hot chocolate fudge?"
>You give her a grin, before kissing her gently again
"Way better than ice cream..."
>Gabby closes her eyes tight, as she prepares herself
>"...Okay..."
>You wanted to make this as quick as possible, and therefore with one hard thrust you tore her hymen apart, and slide your cock all the way in
>Gabby was crying and sobbing loudly, her claws digging hard into your back, where you felt your blood trickling across the skin
>"Owieowieowieowowowowowow...It hurts, it really hurts!!!"

>>28866217
>You cooed and comforted Gabby, stroking her feathers with gentle caresses as she sobs into your chest
>Soon, the sobbing started to stop, and you could feel her heated breath on your chest
"Okay?"
>Gabby nods her head
"I'm going to start slowly, tell me when to stop..."
>Holding onto her, he slowly begin to move your hips, feeling your cock sliding back and forth inside of her
>She was still clutching onto your shaft like a steel vice, but you could its grip loosening as Gabby is starting to relax a little
>Meanwhile, Gabby was still in a lot of pain, but now pleasure was beginning to build up, and she started to groan softly
>"Mmmmm...this is yummy...Owie...but...mmm"
"Faster?"
>Gabby nods her head
>You started to put some speed into your thrusts, and before you know it you can feel and hear the bed headboard banging against the wall
>"Ahh...Ah...Ah...mmm..."
"Mmfff...Aah...unnnfff..."
>*Thud* *Thud* *Thud*
>*Creak* *Creak* *Creak* *BOING!!!*
>"What was that?!"
"Bedsprings...Oh fuck...Here we go..."
>Feeling her nice and relaxed, you started go faster and harder than before, buring your face into the top of Gabby's head, grunting and snarling from the exercision
>Gabby raised her voice from cute groans and moans to almost loud and ear-splitting screeches
>"OWIEOWIEOWIEOWIE...ITHURTSITHURTSITHURTSSOGOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!"
"Ohgod...Gabby...Oh Gabby..."
>"DON'T STOP!!! PLEASE ANON, DON'T STOP!!!!"
>And then, all of a sudden...
"FUCK!!!!"
>Slamming your cock in for the final time, you blew your load right into her virgin womb, causing Gabby to squeal with fright
>"ANON, WHAT IS THAT??!!! I CAN FEEL SOMETHING HOT GOING INTO ME!!! IS IT THAT YUCKY STUFF AGAIN??!!! IS THAT WHAT I CAN FEEL GOING INSIDE ME????!!!!"
>You shush and cooed, gently caressing the griffon, as Gabby panicked and tried to get you off of her
>Eventually, she stopped altogether, and simply held onto you, as you pumped the last few threads into her full womb

>>28866259
>Gently, you slowly pulled yourself out, and getting comfortable you spooned Gabby in your arms, the little griffon cooing and purring contently, whilst semen was leaking out from between her legs
>"So, Anon...Did that fix the problem?"
>You pressed up against her, your flacid cock smooshing up against her buttocks
"What do you think?"
>Gabby giggles, and turns around to nuzzle your neck
>"You were right, that was WAY better than hot chocolate fudge on ice cream..."
"Mmm hmm..."
>Gabby looks you in the eye, and with a love-glazed haze she leans in, and opens her beak
>You grinned, and soon your mouth was locked in her peak for a passionate, tongue lashing makeout that lasted over a minute
>You lay on your back, so Gabby can rest her head on your chest
>"So...Same time tomorrow?"
>You give Gabby a grin, as you caress her face
"Tomorrow? Give me ten, and we can go again!"
>Gabby squeals with glee, and nuzzles your chest
>"I love you, Anon..."
"Heh, and I love you too, my little honey bird"

And, that's all for now, ladies and gents. Right now, I need breakfast and shower, so I hope you folks enjoyed my little tale. Peace out all!

>>28866282
neat

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canon nyx

>>28856790
She is far better than Purple Dipshit and Useless Yellow

>>28866282

Eh, not really. Was hoping for some Gabby stuff, not this Anon stuff.

bump for best bird

>making her a crusader
Really lessens the significance and impact of fate binding them together through their marks as it did. I understand making babs one, since it was probably before the higher-ups really knew what they wanted to do with them, and she's family, but to make a CMC mark for the hyperactive stranger they knew for one afternoon was lame. That was a bad ending.

>>28859521
W O U L D

>>28866094
anon, you should have eaten pineapples you dum dum

>>28866282
it was shit/10, would not read again

>>28866282
why can't /gabby/ get a decent writefag?

>>28869162
That hint of a smile as Gilda fondly remembers being a wide eyed naive youth

>>28869212
anon, the CMC were offering their services to help ponies get their cutie marks, such as that kid that dug up dinos. Yes she did get some special treatment from the CMC along with that similar cutie mark design thing with the trophy, but that was because, of course, she was good at many things. Also, Babs lives in some city, and the CMC wanted her to start a CMC group there, so it would make sense that they would want gabby, as a newfound gryphon member, to start a CMC group in gryphonstone if any other gryphons wanted to try it out.

>>28869212

Babs picked up more crusaders back home in Manehattan or wherever she's from, one of the episodes mention it when the CMC get a letter from her.

The CMC will always share a special bond, but the "crusader brand" isn't unique to them.

I wish to summon a writefag with these dubs

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>>28873422
OH FUCk

>>28873422
I'm at work. Give me 10 hours

>>28865920
>being a rulefag
>ever
There is only one greasy neckbeard without a girlfriend in this thread mate.
(you)

>>28873515
Alright, thank you
and please don't make it like that recent green.

>>28873592
[Spoiler]I've got an idea for slowburn romance. Anonpony okay?[/spoiler]

>>28873804
Well now you've ruined it

>>28865577
>troll.me

Love it.

I wanna get grabby with Gabby

I just can't believe it took 6 seasons to get a halfway decent griffon character.

>>28873804
slowburn? as in romance that doesn't involve anon breeding her birdbrains out on the same day that anon meets her? as in marriage?

bump for when writefag returns

>>28873804
Yes please

>>28873804
>Anonpony
>Roleplaying

writefag, come back pls

I don't want this thread to ded

Alright, I have a couple of things to do before I can get started writing, but let me tide you over with some lewds I had a friend write. Again, this is NOT my story, just something I had on hand.

>You roll your head from side to side, your neck joints popping with every flex
>Four legs only go so far as you stand idly at the cashier of Pone-Mart waiting for the last customers to make their rounds before you close up.
>Today has been especially hectic and tiresome really
>But not because of any additional work on anypony’s end
>Its actually because of a far more… Annoying problem

>Yes, yes, the old estrus conundrum
>While any other stallion not shackled to a job could simply mount a mare in heat
>You’re stuck here getting a good wiff of every drop of eau du naughtie slicking up the floor
>Half a day you’ve been standing around at full mast, aching for some sort of stimulation

>And it certainly doesn’t help that half of the mares today were here to pick up cucumbers, carrots, and daikon radishes
>You shudder at the thought of a mare handling one of those thick as sin root vegetables
>Not only because of the sheer girth
>But because of how utterly HOT it would be if she just said those simple words
>”Hey there big boy,-“
>>”How much do I owe you?”

>Your apron does little to quiet the errant slap of your girth beneath you
>Thankfully, the surprise of a sultry fantasy being shattered instantly lets you owe that odd fleshy slap to a harmless bump against the register
>You dab your brow with your fetlocks and reassess the situation
“I… Uh… What?”
>Before you stands a female griffon, grey feathers tied back into a short but perky pony tail
>And instead of the standard avian scowl they all seem to usually have, she has a beaming smile that warms the heart
>Better still, she isn’t sticking up the floor with bodily juices, unlike most of the mares that have been through here

>>28876448
>The griffon simply blinks once and points to the assortment of papers and strings she’s trying to purchase
>>”How much for all of this?”
“Oh, OH! Uhh… Hold on, I just need to-“

>In your clumsy panic, you manage to knock several papers down onto the ground, sending them sliding haphazardly across the floor
>Holy moley, you despise when paper does that
>Designed with great care by the pony devil, intent on making dropped papers the most sublime of annoyances.

“Shoot! Sorry, ma’am!” you quickly shout as you dive towards the scattered papers in an effort to save them from their sticky, sultry fate
>Unfortunately, it seems your customer was intent on reacting similarly to you, also leaping towards the scattered papers on the market floor
>The two of you pass harmlessly over one another, your chest brushing against the back of her wings, and-

“WOAH!”
>It appears you forgot about one key aspect of your anatomy.
>A dripping, rock hard one, you might add
>It seems that while your barrel passed perfectly over the griffon, your cock couldn’t help but hook onto her wing greedily, dragging the glans over the perfectly soft and downy feathers of a griffin
>Sweet Celestia, it’s softer than a Pegasus for sure
>The sensation causes you to almost groan longingly, but you manage to grit your teeth and stifle it into a piddly grunt.

>Sadly, because of your massive hook now embedded in the crook of her wing, your momentum is shot and you collapse onto the griffin’s back, your dick enveloped in a soft and warm nest of feathers.
>The new sensation passing over your head causes an involuntary spasm in your balls, and a trail of precum works its way out, mucking up her feathers
>If only you could just turn it off like a tap

>”Ow! Oh no! Are you okay?”
“Euuuhhhh… I-I’m f-fine! Are you okay?”
>”Oh geeze! I feel something warm and sticky! Is that blood?”

>>28876463
>A flush shoots straight to your face, threatening to rob your dick of precious blood
>With utmost grace you calmly explain to her
“NO, NO, IT’S FINE! I’LL CLEAN IT UP, JUST DON’T LOOK.”

>Nice.

>Instead of heeding your carefully selected words however, she cranes her head back to her side and comes face to face with your thick member, still aching for release
>Here comes the part where they scream and slam you with a sexual assault suit, you think to yourself
>As you mentally prepare to be railed relentlessly by Bubba in prison for your sexual deviancy, a curious thing happens

>Instead of the screaming, crying, protesting, and arresting
>You hear only a simple, and inquisitive
>”Woah. Has that been there this whole time?”

>Without really thinking, you blurt out
“Lady, it’s been there all day, you have NO idea.”

>”That must be awful! How can I help?”
>What?
>Wait.
>WHAT?!

“Help? Y- I- Huh?”

>She gets up from under you with little effort, causing you to roll onto your back
>Exposing your throbbing shame
>”My name is Gabby! The CMC told me that my destiny was to help ponies, and I intend to live that to its fullest! How can I help?”

“H-Help?”
>Your mind wanders to oh, so many satisfying places
>She could use those talons of hers to apply some greatly needed ministrations
>She could quench that burning desire of yours with her skillful tongue
>Or she could submit to your primal urges and let herself be ravaged entirely
>You wipe a bit of drool from your mouth and reply simply
“I-I’m good… Really…”
>WHAT?!
>YOU IDIOT
>LITERALLY
>ONCE IN A LIFETIME
>NO

>She takes this opportunity to scoff at your pathetic self anHELLO-

>You feel a set of warm digits wrap around the base of your shaft, massaging it lightly
>”I don’t think this is what somepony who is ‘good’ looks like…”

>>28876471
>…Is this rape?
>This is KINDA rape, isn’t it?
>Her thumb trails up the bottom of your shaft to the medial ring, and she begins to rub in a small circle right at the bottom
>”Now… How should I help you…”
“T-The hands are fine! Really!”
>Oh geeze
>Your eyes frantically shoot to the clock on the wall
>Five minutes to shift end
>Please
>PLEASE nopony show up!

>Your eyes refocus on the predator lovingly massaging your meat
>And as her hands begin to move up and down, squeezing your now expanding flare and using her other talon to milk you like a cow
>You feel a pressure begin to build in your balls
>This release has been a long time coming, and you’re going to spend a long time cumming for sure

>But just as you begin to reach your edge, she stops, allowing your dick to bob in the air, free of her talons
>”Wait a second… Can we actually get my shopping done first? I really wanted to get that stuff packed up and ready to go”

>Inside, you’re crying
>Weeping bitter tears
>And outside
>Your dick is weeping too

>You shakily stand, and check the clock again
>Two minutes
>With a somber expression, dead to the world and all the horrors it holds
>You scan each of her items
>Beep
>Beep
>Beep

“That’ll be 43 bits, miss Gabby.”
>Several gold coins skitter across the table, and in the moment you are distracted, you don’t see the grey furball tackle you to the floor behind the register

“Woah, geeze, hey! Easy!”
>”Part of helping ponies means getting serious about it!” she states as she uses her immense griffon strength to position you on your back again
>This time though, her ass grinds against your chest, matting your fur
>This has now exited the realm of ‘could be a bit rapey’ and straight into ‘hot as all hell’

>>28876479
>You part her cheeks, revealing that beautiful pinkish grey pussy, but before you get into it you check the time again
>Like the ball dropping in Manehattan on new years
>You gaze at the clock’s hands click into place
>3…
>2…
>1…

>With your freedom, you dive into a musky and wet prison, where the only tool of escape is vigorous tongue lashes
>Every fold, every crease
>And every drop is lapped up by your tongue
>Hours upon hours
>Days upon days
>Hell, weeks of sexual frustrations spell themselves out as your tongue dances within her folds

>Downstairs, you hear a moan escape from your griffon partner
>”I better step up my helpfulness! I’m being outdone, and that’s not part of my destiny!”
>With that, she then begins to employ her tongue, drawing it up the length of your shaft and wrapping it around your medial ring.
>A few passes up, down, and around, and she takes the length into her mouth

>You have to admit, it’s a little terrifying feeling a razor sharp beak resting right in the space between your balls
>But it the heat of lust, it only eggs your efforts on.
>For every moan that escapes your partner, that’s less of a chance her beak might give you some unneeded holes.

>But alas, as pleasing as it is to be locked in this give and take position, you can fee a primal urge surge up
>It might be the frustration of weeks without a partner
>Or it could be the intoxicating scent of the market floor that you and Gabby are writhing on
>But these scents fill your head with one thought – dominance
>Your hooves find themselves around her hips, and you pull your member out of her mouth
>She has but a moment to ask you “What are you-“
>Before you press her chest into the estrus soaked floor

>>28876489
>So many scents assault your nose
>Tens of mares, all in need of a mate
>And the smell of pine sol in aisle three
>But your resolve is bolstered, and you mount your partner fully, your cock fully hardening and slapping into her pubic mound
>You pull back slightly, and allow your flare to line up with her entrance before pressing into her hips, slowly and deliberately

>Each sensation arrives with staggering force
>The feeling of her lips parting around your dick
>The subtle bumps and grooves that stretch to accommodate such a foreign penis
>And of course, the sublime sound of your balls gently slapping against her clit as you bottom out

>From here, you remain sheathed fully in your partner, and appreciate her contractions and twitches
>You sigh, and wrap your hooves around her hips, relishing the pleasure of such enveloping warmth

>And then you begin to pull out, feeling those same bumps and grooves massage your shaft’s ring and veins
>From here, your pace begins to build
>While it was engrossing to enjoy the slow and methodical push and pull of intercourse
>It can only go for so long before you begin to thirst for more

>Soon, the quiet breaths of a griffon and pony mating begin to erupt into more vulgar and raunchy pants and moans, echoing through the now recently closed store
>Your pace quickens further, and your balls begin to slap against her soaked crotch, playing a symphony of pleasure
>And all this, Gabby holds her head up high
>”I’m… I’m going to-“
>Her moans grow higher pitched, and her paws flex
>As for you, you feel a familiar pressure builing up again
>Only this time, there will be no stopping for any party involved.
>You don’t know why, but you bear down on the griffon below you, pressing her into the ground and grinding her into the sticky floor with every erratic thrust

>As you reach your peak,
>Gabby cries out in pleasure
>”A-Always glad to h-help!~”

>>28876496
>Her pussy grips your cock, as if to milk it, and this sensation sends you over the edge
>You succumb to your hormonal desires, and you press into her hips fully, going as deep as you can
>You feel your head flare as you pump string after string of sticky, pent up, wage slave cum into her depths
>You continue to thrust, riding out the pleasure as best you can
>Even though your dick is aching, you continue your motions, pistoning into her and falling victim to your own natural instincts to eke out every solitary drop of cum from your body
>With every thrust, a glob of thick spunk spills onto the floor, adding to the day’s sticky residue, and Gabby can only shudder at the sensation

>The two of you lie on the floor, your bodies covered in filth from previous patrons, and your crotches covered with filth from each other.
>You remain lodged in her as long as possible, but after a while, Gabby stretches and gets up, causing your softening dick to pop out of her
>The last bits of cum drip unceremoniously out of her gaping pussy, and she stretches her back legs out
>”Do you feel better now?” she asks, still a little rattled from your relentless pounding

>You weakly roll over and look at your cum soaked apron and workstation
>No quips
>No snark
>Just a simple
“Y-Yeah. Thanks.”

>”No problem!” she grins, giving you a thumbs up
>”I’ll be leaving now, mister! Have a great day!”
>She marches out of the store humming a tune, with your cum still dripping from her nethers
>You weakly wave goodbye and get to work cleaning… everything.

[[End]]

>>28876448
>>28876505
thank you for not forgetting about us, writefag.

>>28856790
Why do you like her?

>>28876651
she a cute and is best gryphon, gildafags BTFO. Also, had a good episode and character development despite the hyperactive autism.

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>>28876823

>Intersection, the rather uncleverly named city on the border of Equestria and Griffonstone.
>A monument to multicultural success, commerce, and the marriage of disparate ideas.
>Also a bureaucratic nightmare for anyone who happens to deliver mail, like you.
>With two countries, five address systems in use, and a metric fuckton of packages to deliver. As a rule of hoof, you find yourself always needing works, always overworked, and frankly a little bit exhausted.
>But its worth it, because you are the single best mail-deliverer in the whole damn office. You don't always top the scoreboard, but your unique mixture of skills makes you ideal for the task.
>Sorting through the bureaucratic mess of paperwork, isolating the address in question, and speedily zipping off with your natural endurance is the perfect sort of mixture of busy work and actual problem solving.
>And you're easily the top deliverer, not a single creature that's tried their hoof has been able to touch your current record of 66 packages.
>Admittedly, you think as you swoop through a cloud-bank as you lazily list back to the office after your final delivery run of the night, it was an easy day, but you had given it your all and it had paid off.
>Even today, being a bit slower, you had managed to nail 36 and snub Gladys for her douchey trick of topping the scoreboard with 35 packages.
>You had been delivering a piano and those were stupidly easy to mess up, so you had gone a bit slower. So sue you.
>Regardless, you're literally AND figuratively floating on air as you come in to land in the office, trotting in a bit and giving a flourish of your wings as you hand in your clipboard tallying up your results, packages wise, and then take a moment to grab some water while they update the board.

I've never done greentexting before, so I'll just throw this up in chunks as I get it done, I guess.

>>28877123
>As you enjoy your aquatic refreshment, you notice a couple of your fellow workers whispering amongst themselves, looking over at you and then back at their small cabals.
>Yeah, you get it, it's been a slow week. It's not the freaking end of the world.
>You focus in on your drink instead of the constant chatter seeming to surround you more than ever.
>Part of the problem is that you don't really click with most of the ponies around here.
>Or ponies in general, really. You're a bit too 'griffon-y' for them, though they'd never out and out admit it, ponies being what they are. You did grow up in Intersection, so you got a lot of griffon in your life from a young age.
>Unfortunately, you aren't quite tough enough to overcome preconceived notions that griffons are VERY quick to blurt out at the drop of a hat when it comes to dealing with ponies.
>It's really not a big deal, most of the time.
>Your eyes sweep back over to the scoreboard and you scroll up it. Gladys is near the bottom, thank goodness, she can't ACTUALLY keep up with you and all.
>Wind Rider did pretty well today, 30, packages. And there's you, at the very top... no wait.
>You're at number 2 with 36.
>...who the hell is Gabby?

>>28877129
>You frown as you look around at everyone, who appears to have started snickering at your reaction to being displaced.
>Embarrassment forming, you quickly make your way out of the center of the crowd and try to see if you can see anyone new.
>It's got to be an error or a prank or SOMETHING. 44 packages is the type of deliverer you would have noticed, and no one can learn Intersection's streets quite so quickly. No one.
>You make your way up to the front desk and look at your manager in earnest, a bigger unicorn with a bulky build and a bushy beard.
"Hey, Dispatch, who's this Gabby chick?"
>You can't keep a heavy tone out of skepticism out of your voice, something approaching 'check the numbers again, dude'.
>"New griffon, got transferred from the Griffonstone office. They say she's the best."
>His condescending tone has been noted.
>You harrumph but turn around to leave the building.
>Work's over anyway. Time to relax for the rest of the day. You work hard for a reason, and its not to hang around forever at work.
>You've got an apartment to get back to, a book to read, and an evening to enjoy.

>>28877142
/r/ moar

>>28877752
DAY 2
>You're shocked. Stunned. Flabbergasted. You're so surprised you lost your thesaurus.
>What the hell. 50 packages. A nice even number to destroy your years of work learning the streets of your home.
>And finally you see the creature in question who has destroyed your whole life's purpose.
>She's disgusting.
>She's vile.
>She's hideous.
>She's... not bad looking, in that 'girl next door look', which is admittedly a bit of a chance from the usual 'you'll be waddling home after our date' look that most griffons shoot for.
>Her plumage is relatively muted, but something about her screams energetic colors at you, maybe the fact that she's babbling at someone about helping them find their purpose.
>You circle around the small crowd of your toady coworkers starting to circle around her and make your way up to Dispatch.
"Dispatch there's..."
>"Don't even start," the gruff unicorn cuts you off, all too aware of your objections. "I checked the numbers twice. She took every package she signed for and she signed. And she received six customer compliments for yesterday."
>You wince at the mention of customer compliments.
>That's... three times your best.
>You're always in a hurry and you don't have time for things like politeness, as you've told Dispatch again.
>If this Gabby keeps this up you're going to have to do more customer service training and you may end up assaulting someone.

>"Oh, it was nothing!" You hear a high pitched tone insist. "I'm just starting to get to know the city. It's really interesting and all, but SO hard to find your way around when you don't know it. My wings are KILLING me!"
>That condescending bitch.
>You've been taking it easy lately since the post office has had a small dip in packages but no longer.
>Oh no, tomorrow she would see, she would see just how good a delivery pony you could be.
>Like your father before you, you will be an UNSTOPPABLE FORCE!

>>28876837
kek

>>28877900
DAY 8
>SHE CAN'T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS.
>Your bloodshot eyes pore over the map again and you pick up the calculator to tap the numbers again, then consult the record books.
>She could be a Friendship Games ranked flying if what she's saying is true.
>And you have no choice but to believe it, since every incident report is filed perfectly, precisely how long she kept it, how long she spent flying, when the package was delivered.
>Every witness you've called upon has agreed with her version of events.
>It's insane.
>Is she the spawn of Celestia and the Speed Force or something? Plus like a cat and bird somewhere, you guess.
>You feel a little bit bad about pestering Dispatch about this so much.
>In your defense, you didn't know what corner of Tartarus this hellspawn had emerged from since he banished you to the records room to check for himself.
>The worst part about all of this? How sickeningly adorable it all is, with comments like "Happy to help!" and "They gave me some delicious cookies!" scrawled in every notes box, the sort of thing the sane bureaucrat pony ignores in favor of breathing.
>You're legitimately not sure if she's just this pure or if there's some Marechiavellian scheme here to make her an unassailable force inthe office politics.
>Not that she needs it, given how quickly the sycophantic among the office staff have clung fast to her, leaving her no times when she's alone at work.
>It makes it incredibly difficult to observe her.
>N-not that you're like, staring or anything.
>Scrutiny is different than stalking. R-right?
>You've gone too deep in to stop now. This bird delivered 82 packages toda- yesterday at work. You're not about to call it quits.
>Whatever her secret is, you'll figure it out, you'll make it work, you'll BEAT HER.
>Whatever it takes.

>>28877914
DAY 14
"More packages."
>You mutter it quietly as you look back at your packages.
>If you can take eighteen packages at a time you can beat her assuming the wind shifts favorably between three and four p.m., which there is a sixty-eight percent chance based upon the Weather Guild's listed forecast and the natural winds blowing in.
>Then all you need is to plot the path of least distance as you fly and you'll be golden, ready to set a new, FAR SUPERIOR package record in one day.
"More packages."
>86? You'll do one hundred and twelve!
>Assuming you can manage a basic marathon pace as used by the current record holder.
>Easy enough.
>Finally you've met your optimal package number and have a rough path that you figure you can improve by half or so with careful map-reading while you fly.
>You run towards the ledge and leap off, ready to soar into the sky.
>It is in that moment that three things occur to you.
>First and foremost, that you have twice your body weight in packages.
>Second, you forgot to sleep last night and haven't been eating enough food.
>And finally, you may have been letting a simple little work competition get the best of yourself.
>Welp.
>Lessons learned.
>With a sigh, you feel the wind rushing through your mane.
>So this is how you die, weighted down by a retarded number of packages in an unsuccessful attempt to be the best.
>Are their worse ways to die?
>Probably not.
>You start to close your eyes...

>>28877928
>And then immeidately widen them again as you see a grey streak flash right by you, moving too fast to see.
>And in the next second, you feel an incredible force against your pack, like a meteor got turned around the wrong way and is awkwardly running back to space.
>There's a shot of pain as your back arcs up and you feel something incredibly strong underneath you push, wings flapping at a hurricane pace as it struggles to lift, lift, LIFT.
>And slowly, you stop falling.
>And even more slowly, you start rising up, trapped by the strap holding your parcel bag in place but not in any position to care.
>Gradually, you are lifted slowly back up to the ledge and carefully dropped on the ground, with the griffon depositing herself next to you for a second before she collapses, huffing with exertion.
>Great! It's not enough for her to ruin your life, now she has to fuck up your suicide.
>Gradually you look over at her and say in a weak voice that you can't wring the sarcasm out of.
"Gonna be hard to top the scoreboard like that."
>She looks back at you, eyes fluttering as she struggles to stay conscious.
>"W-what scoreboard?"

That's all for tonight. More tomorrow, probably.

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>>28876676
Gilda is best griffon, gtfo

>>28877937
Looking forward to it m8

I remember when thinking of a griffon would lead to imagining something along the lines of a badass mythical creature

not some teenage catbird who wants an ass mark

best

>>28880629

>>28877964
#rekt

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http://derpibooru.org/1270370

>>28881972
h-hot

>>28859521
Did anyone else recognize the artist just by the cropped paw posted here?