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RGRE: Reversed Gender Roles Equestria

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Marry Your Colt Edition

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>>29100995
>OP PIC
KEK!
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Fucking hell, how do people keep fucking the title up.
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Reposting from the end of last thread again.
>Be Anon.
>You're kind of lonely.
>Yeah you could pretty much roll in pony pussy. But it's just not the same.
>You need a human.
>Someone to talk to and they'll completely understand.
>Twilight knows about this.
>She said "Don't worry Anon i got a plan!" When you explained it.
>You haven't seen her since.
>"ANON! I'm back and i brought you a friend!" You hear Twilight call.
>Speak of the pony devil and she shall appear.
>Literally and figuratively.
>You remember the pone devil.
>She was a pretty nice mare.
>But that's a story for another day.
>You see Twilight round the corner of the dining room.
>"Anon, meet Helga! Your new friend." She says motioning too her side.
>Before you can say anything a Minotaur your height but buff as fuck turns the cornor.
>She has tits that would probably need something bigger than a triple D bra.
"Um, hello Helga..."
>You say unsure and a bit scared.
>"Is this human?" Helga ask looking down at Twilight.
>"Yep! This is Anonymous." She says with a smile.
>Helga Walks over to you. Places you on the table and sits herself over your groin.
>"We will have sex now. You will get me pregnant and we will have many beautiful children." She says unzipping your pants.
"O-Okay."
>You say a bit scared.
>And kinda aroused.
>She looks over to Twilight.
>"Does pony want to watch?"
>Twilight nods eagerly.
>"Oh of course! It will be so interesting to witness the making of the second human to equestria!" She says pulling up a seat.
>Today was a, Twilight gets you a fuck buddy kinda day.
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>>29101013
Minotaurfags. what do you expect? they're ruin everything.
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A bit too slow, bud.
>>29100928
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>>29101025
>Make a new thread
>But missing a RGRE title

Really?
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>Hey, how come we never have RGRE with Starlight?
Due to the low amount of greens, writefags that have never watched the show cannot write about her, this in turn causes a shortage of greens about starlight.

>Does anyone else consider unicorn Twilight and alicorn Twilight as separate character?
No, always considered her as one.
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>RGREPonysouls
>Celestia designs and tries to build a system that could raise and set the sun automatically
>She suddenly goes missing
>Only Luna knows what has happened.
>In her hubris, Celestia thought what it would be like if the world was ever-day.
>Then she wouldn't have to raise and set the sun.
>More time for sleep and cake!
>She was consumed by the device.
>Ponies stop dying because the never ending day prevents the souls from travelling to tartarus.
>Luna could only bring about the illusion of night.
>She grows frailer by the day, sending out her guard to protect all who harrass normal ponies.
>Twilight attempts to bring back Celestia from the device
>She and the Mane 6 are instead corrupted by it.
>Anon enters, thinks to himself "I can fix this"
>Makes a sword.
>Runs at sunhoers.
>Dies
>mfw cannot die
>Comes back
>Runs at sunhoers.
>Dies
>mfw cannot die
>Comes back.
>Runs at sunhoers.
>kills her.
>Destroy the device.
>Dies because he is actually dead.
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>>29101051
lolwut?
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>Anon finds /mlh/
>Starts shitposting for the hell of it
>Posts pics of his hands just to get them riled up
>Lives happily with the knowledge that countless mares probably got off to just his hand
>today was a help your self esteem kind of day
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>>29101070
I would love teasing mares. All in good fun, of course.
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>>29101101
God, you're good.
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I was gonna write some story but better go to sleep.
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>>29101110
God, that cute.
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More demon pony when?

Because fuck a pony only last 15s.
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>>29101137
what is this faggot engrish
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>>29101137
>You're Anon
>You just wait until they throw him out
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>>29101018
>that feeling when demon pony thread is as dead as can be
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>>29101207
That's because it went both full retard and full edge.
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>>29101198
YES! wait... got pastebin?
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>Calmly approach pony
>Offer hand to be sniffed
>Let pony sniff hand
>If pony doesn't bite slowly scratch pony behind the ears
>If pony rolls over, belly rubs are permitted
>Move hand slowly to crotch area
You know what to do from here RGRE
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>>29101307
Pet teats?
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>>29101101
Elaborate for science
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>>29101328

>Anon was summoned from Erf by the two biggest Humies in Equestria
>It took a lot of late nights at the library for Moonie, and Lyra almost passed out during the summoning (her horn still feels like she got zapped)

>But they had done it!
>They had brought a real human across the multiversal barrier!
>And a male at that!
>It had taken some tricky rune work to make sure of that part.
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>>29101070
There aren't enough MLH stories.
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>>29101070
How could you say no to that face?
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>>29101357
>The fingers dig into your fur as you moan.
"Anon, please, keep going!"
>The fingernails trace their way upwards, towards the top of your head.
>He always did love scratching behind your ears.
>Your eyelids screw themselves shut, squeezing out a tear.
"A-Anon...Please don't stop..."
>The hand wavers, and your concentration breaks.
>The magical facsimile of the appendage evaporates as you quietly begin to sob.
>You knew what the price of becoming an Alicorn would be, but you never knew the pain of what you had given up would stay with you centuries later.
>Your eyes flit over to the corner filled with mementos of your old friends.
>Your gala dress, made by Rarity.
>Rainbow's wonderbolts outfit.
>Pinkie's party cannon.
>Applejack's hat.
>One of Fluttershy's tail extensions.
>And a large jacket, fit for an otherworldly being.
>You slowly trot over to it, and bring it to your nose.
>...It's no use. His scent would have long left it.
>You sigh as you replace it.
>Maybe you should just throw all of this stuff away...
>Maybe forgetting them will be easier than-
>A loud crash from downstairs causes you to jump a bit.
>An intruder?
>You quietly make your way down the staircase while keeping an ear out.
>"Holy cow, Twiggles. I think you put a bit too much into that-wait, where am I?"
>That voice.
>It's not possible.
>You step out into the room, and are greeted by a confused, besuited human.
>"Uh, sorry about breaking into your home, I-"
>You tackle him and bury your muzzle into his chest, weeping tears of joy and babbling incoherently.
>"Wh-whoa, hey, d-do I know you?"
"sniff...It's me, Twilight!"
>"Oh...really? You've gotten taller since I last saw you. Thirty seconds ago. Is this a side effect of the spell?"
"...spell?"
>"Yeah, I said I wanted to try and be a pony for a day, so we were trying out a spell to make it work..."
>You remember...
>He vanishes for almost an hour.
>You were so afraid. That was when you first realized that you felt differently about Anon.
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>>29101346
>Anon thinks he was summoned as a demon and decides to go full Chaotic Neutral to act the part
>He walks up to the flabberghasted Lyra and flicks her horn, leaving her writhing in pain and arousement
"What are you supposed to be, some kind of discount deer?
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>>29101360
>>29101364
Ow my stomach.
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>>29101360
...time distortion?

is that what that was?
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>>29101413
He disappeared in the past for an hour, reappeared in the future (presumably for an hour, but you never know with time travel bullshit)
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>>29101413
>time distortion
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>>29101413
>time distortion
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>>29101435
>She break 4th wall
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Have an idea, not really a story just an idea that would be funny for someone to use

Anon likes making ponies full stop to try and parse what he just said.

"I love it twilight, it's like having sex with you but in reverse"

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Also, from an older thread, anon masterbates and becomes the prince.

Turns out in equestria all you have to do is do something no one else ever thought of before to ascend. In the past there were many alicorns... now there are next to none.

Turns out, that a male masterbateing is something unheard of in equestria.

All of anons whats, and celestia's 'lets see the road that lead you here' being filled with porn, litteral fuckloads of porn and more recently pony ponuts and va-j-js many of which were various ones of celestia... Your wings and horns poof the fuck out the sides and you bamph giggle out of there. leaving anon yelling what, and celestia dripping yelling what.
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>>29101360
Is this meant to be a overdramatic rgre twilight because she sent anon 1 hr into the future or maybe I'm just being tripped by bad syntax
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>>29101448
Yes anon. every pony is really overdramatic.
I take that idea from Anon been anti-magic. when anon go somewhere, pony goes NEIGH? Neigh!
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>>29101448
I think it's meant to be in the distant future when all the elements and Anon have all died a while ago.
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>>29101360
>You must have accidently sent him forward in time somehow...
>To right now...
>You have such a frustratingly small amount of time.
>You have to make the most of every second.

If someone else wants to continue this, be my guest.

>>29101456
Fuck no.
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>>29101357
"I SAID NO! BAD PONY! NO RAPING YOUR SUBJECTS! YOU'RE A VERY BAD PONY, AND BAD PONIES NEED TO BE PUNISHED!"
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>>29101498
TOP KEK
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>>29101498
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>>29101551
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>>29101551
>>29101572
why not both?
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>>29101586
Because then that would be weird.
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>>29101597
I think that he means that in the context of RGR getting into a threesome with your mom is sort of like getting into a hot tub with your dad while butt naked. Its going to be a little awkward
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Less shitpost, more green faggot.
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>>29101615
you realize its 430 in the morning right?
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Why are there two threads?
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>>29101633
First one was minotaurfaggot and remove title "RGRE"
Second is here but no dong ring.
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>>29101616
B-but, it's 7:48 PM
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>>29101616
It's 7:47 PM anon.
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>>29101666
POST PICS SATAN
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>>29101666
Stream it
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>>29101666
FUCK
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>>29101666
Trips command you.
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>>29101640
>Be Anon in Equestria.
>Pinkie's over to have sex.
>She goes to the cupboard to get some sex toys because she's a kinky little fucker.
>"GASP"
>Pinkie gasps after having exclaimed the word gasp.
>She's holding up one of your dong rings.
>"Oh no Anon, you're a criminal!"
"Wut"
>"How could you do this? I thought we were your friends."
>Pinkie begins to cry.
>Gummy looks at you accusingly from inside her hairdo.
>Pinkie Ponice pulls out a set of handcuffs and approaches you.
>"You need to go to jail now."
>She puts them on you
"I still don't know why you're so upset."
>Police Pie begins dragging you out of your house.
>"I hope that's true Anonymous, I really do. Maybe they'll just execute you if you're really just crazy."
"Wait what. Execute?"
>"I know it's a long shot, but stallions usually get lighter sentences."
"What the hell could I have done that executing me would be a light sentence?"
>"As you are locked into the back of the ponice wagon Pinkie says one last thing to you.
>"You dong ringed us, Anny. You've dong ringed us all."
"This is stupid Pinkie."

>>29101666
You can kill the horse and then fuck yourself if you like.
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>>29101666
Young Juggy, you been chosen.
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>>29101666
This is it. This is what I was born to see.i
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>>29101682
>not sure if real durnk
>green not drunk enough
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>>29101666
We will witness you Jugs, WE ALL WILL!!
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>>29101666
But seriously though, what's up?
You can always talk to us if something's wrong.
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>>29101659
>>29101660
Those anon are Japanese.
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>>29101208
Sadly this is true.
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>>29101666
Wow...rip Juggy. Hope it was good enough to reconsider.
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Uh guys...the satan trips Juggy posted for his horse fuck suicide just got deleted. Should we be worried?
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>>29101777
OHHHHH SHHHIT!
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Are you ready for the happening? It's ready for you.
Continuing this: http://pastebin.com/Xn4riUdY

> Be Principal Celestia chaperoning the Fall Formal in a fairly plain white dress
> It always makes you feel old, watching these teenagers dance to songs you haven't heard of
> This year is a bit different, though
> You glare at Rarity as she flounces around Anon
> Girls these days are so shameless, and the boys don't seem to mind
> You know your parents said that the new dances of your time were too lewd, and now you suspect they had a point
> Still, unless groping or worse happens, you'll hold back
> The song ends, and Rarity moves on after whispering in his ear
> Almost immediately, Octavia pounces on Anon for the slow song
> She at least knows how to dance, and they form a rather elegant pair on the dance floor
> You feel rather proud of how well he's dancing, after all that practice
> So why are you still irritated?
> You refill your cup from the punch bowl, and down half of it before the taste registers
> Damn it, someone spiked the punch while you were distracted
> You flag down Luna while making sure no one else goes for a refill
> "Trouble, sister?"
> You grimace
"Just some youthful high spirits, as it were. I just need you to keep an eye out while I replace the punch."
> She nods, and you go get the little cart

> The outcome of the vote isn't all that surprising
> You open the envelope
"The Fall Formal President is...Sunset Shimmer!"
> The girl is all smiles as she makes her way up, her cheeks fetchingly rosy from all the attention
"And the Fall Formal First Lord is... Anonymous Aggot! Please give a round of applause to the executive couple!"
> Smile, Celly, it'll be over soon enough
> Anon comes to stand by Sunset, the boy seemingly oblivious to the jealous stares sent Sunset's way
> After the clapping dies down, you grip the sides of the podium, bracing yourself for what comes next
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>>29101829
"Thank you, my little students. It's been a long and delightful night, but all good things must come to an end. Please join the presidential couple in one last dance."
> Sunset eagerly leads Anon by the hand down to the dance floor, while Ms. Scratch cues up the final.song
> In the crowd, you see many couples shyly coming together, while lone individuals turn from painful scenes
> It is a bittersweet sight, one you would usually appreciate...
> Except Sunset is pressing herself up against Anon for all she's worth
> Thankfully the stage lights are turned off
> You can scowl in relative obscurity, without fear of a student catching your expression and misunderstanding
> This isn't like you
> You're usually much calmer
> You're going to blame this little mood swing on the spiked punch, that's clearly the only reasonable explanation
> Sunset drapes her arms across Anon's shoulders, her eyes half-lidded and smouldering
> Don't fall for it, Anon, it's a trick!
> She just wants in your pants, nothing else!
> You aren't sure what Anon says, but it gives the girl pause
> Sunset tilts her head and says something
> Anon shakes his head
> Sunset sags a bit, then draws back to a more appropriate distance, a bittersweet smile on her face
> Anon, you are such a good boy
> You relax, glad to see one of your male students stand up for himself
> The songs comes to an end, and Sunset gives Anon a little curtsy before joining the gaggle of her friends
> Well, at least she's a good sport about it
> Anon turns to you, swimming against the tide of exiting students
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>>29101834
> You meet him down on the floor
"Congratulations, I wasn't aware you were actively campaigning."
> He blushes
> "I wasn't, to be honest. Say, could we have one last dance? Not here but, well, you're the only one here that I really wanted to dance with."
> Flatterer
> Still, your cheeks are rather warm when you respond
> Must be the punch
"Where did you have in mind?"
> He grins
> "Well, I'm always going to your house, how about we go to mine this time?"
> You raise an eyebrow
> Seems harmless enough, you suppose
"I imagine your father wants to see the results of your practice. Very well, let's go."
> Anon beams at you, seizing your hand and almost dragging you away

> When you pull into his driveway, you notice his father's car isn't there
"Anonymous, is your father working this late? It's practically ten o'clock!"
> Anon fingers the cuff of his suit jacket
> "He was promoted, so he's at a training conference in the next state over."
> You turn off the car, trying to think and not to think
> You have a feeling about what Anon is after
> It's strange that such a good, wholesome boy is interested in an old Bachelorette like yourself
> Maybe it's because he doesn't have a strong mother figure
> Maybe it's because he is attracted to authority
> Anon puts his hand on yours, whispering,
> "You don't have to if you don't want to."
> There ought to be a limit to how much a boy can pluck at your heartstrings
> With a decisiveness you don't quite feel, you open the door and get out of the car
"I've come this far. Shall we go in?"

> It's a modest home, not that much different from your own
> Maybe a little better perfumed, and showing signs of two inhabitants rather than one
> Anon flips the light switches as he goes, beckoning you onward
> As you follow him upstairs, you find your heart beating more quickly
> You're also a little out of breath, and you resolve to add stairs to your workout routine
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>>29101838
> At last, he leads you into a neat little bedroom, with all the usual suspects
> A teddy bear, a teddy shark, and a teddy alligator stand watch on top of a dresser
> The walls are sparsely decorated with posters of shirtless women, most of which you recognize as the main characters of various action movies
> A pair of dumbbells lay neatly in a corner, and a decent stereo player occupies a small desk
> He presses play, a slow waltz filling the small room
> Anon twirls around, arms wide, innocently smiling
> "Are you ready?"
> Who knows
"Yes."
> You come together as you had so many times this month, wondering at his firmness and warmth, a perfect counterpoint to your supple strength and hungry touch
> He gazes up at you as you lead him through the initial motions
> Such trust and affection in that gaze
> Are you really worthy of that trust?
> Well, it's not as though you are deceiving him
> You're just... hiding some impure thoughts, that's all
> The two of you turn, navigating the borders of the bedroom
> Anon sighs happily
> "Dancing with you is the best."
> You feel his hand squeeze your own
"Even better than with Octavia?"
> It's partly a tease, partly...
> Jealous, that's what you were feeling
> Even though you really shouldn't be feeling possessive about Anon, he isn't for you to date
> He grins
> "She was good, but you're much better."
> Damn it, why does that warm your heart?
> Are you really this easily swayed?
> ...
> Yes
> In all too little time, the song ends, leaving you standing there with a young boy in your hands
> You let go, but instead of pulling away, Anon wraps you in a big hug, his arms tight around you
> Your loins surge with heat as he presses his lithe body to yours, your breasts pleasantly wedged against the upper part of his pectorals
> Tentatively, you return the hug, lightly stroking his back
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>>29101829
>happening
My boner is ready
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>>29101840
> The two of you stand there, drawing comfort from one another for several minutes
> Anon's head rests near your heart, his slow breathing somehow calming
> At last, he loosens his embrace and looks up at you
> Your heart quickens at his timid expression
> "Can you do one last thing for me?"
> The house is silent, except for the beating of your heart
"What would that be?"
> He blushes
> "Kiss me."
> Oh no
> At once, you are fully aware of how warm it is in here, of the heat of his skin, of the restless need in your womanhood
> You should say no
> You lean down
> You should kiss him on the forehead, that would be the safest way to do this
> His lips are soft against yours, parting slightly
> Your hands cup his head, gently turning it as you deepen the kiss
> He latches onto your shoulders, his tongue plunging into your mouth, earnestly exploring, tasting
> Your skin tingles as you push back, writhing and sliding against his tongue, savoring his sweetness
> He moans, his hands restlessly kneading at your shoulders
> You instinctively press him back against the bed, then guiding him down onto it
> At last, you break the kiss, staring down at his flustered face
> Anon is breathing heavily, but his eyes are alight with joy
> "More!"
> There is no turning back now
> You lower yourself onto his body, savoring the way he presses against your curves
> Even as you ravage his mouth with your tongue, you can feel a certain prodding of tantalizing heat press against your thigh
> You hum in pleasure, your hand roughly yanking his tie loose from his neck
> Unbidden, he begins unbuttoning his shirt
> You pull back, straddling his legs
> He lies beneath you, his shirt open, revealing the smooth firm muscles of his chest
> In the heat of the moment, you shuck off your dress, revealing your white bra and panties
> Anon gazes at you in wonder
> "Beautiful."
> You smile
"You're pretty easy on the eyes yourself."
> He blushes, sitting up
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>>29101844
> His fingers are light as they trace across the sensitive skin of your breasts
> You shudder under his touch, your panties becoming noticably damp
> Gently, slowly, he explores your chest, tracing your sides, stroking your back
> You knead at his biceps, marveling at how thick and strong they are
> Then his hands find the clasp, and your bra loosens
> You shrug it off, anxious to see Anon's reaction
> He does not disappoint, his wondering gaze fixed upon your hardened nipples, his head drawing closer
> As his hot breath washes over your skin, you almost feel dizzy from the stimulation
> He gently cups your left breast, your nipple lightly pinched between his fingers
> You gasp in pleasure, instinctively clutching at his head, his silky hair soft beneath your fingers as you pull him toward you
> Anon kisses your other breast, his tongue playfully flicking at your nipple
> Your back arches, instinctively trying to press harder against these pleasurable sensations
> His hand slowly clenches, fingers plunging into your soft flesh
> Enough is enough
> If this continues much longer, you'll cum before he does, and that is unacceptable
> You push him down, regretting the absence of his touch only slightly
> You kneel beside his legs, unfastening his pants
> As you tug them off, you contemplate his black boxers
> Should you draw this out?
> No
> You seize at the waistband and pull
> A monolith of an erection rises in the air
> You stroke it lightly, impressed
"That's some monster you got there, Anon. How many women have been slain by it?"
> Anon smiles
> "You'll be the first."
> Hot damn
> You shimmy out of your panties, breathing heavily at the thought of what's to come
> You straddle his waist, your glistening womanhood hovering above his pristine cock
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>>29101848
> His smile may be mild, but you can see how nervous he is in the way his fingers are snarled in the sheets
> You lean forward, hands braced above his shoulders
> You dip down to kiss him, sweet and chaste on the lips
> Your nipples drag against his chest
> His hips buck, the head just brushing your pussy
"Trust me."
> You lower your hips gently, one hand grasping his firm manhood, guiding it
> Anon gasps as the tip penetrates your folds
> You shudder as you spear yourself on his cock, letting out a long, slow breath
> Anon arches his back, his hips pressing hard against your own
> He groans, clutching and grabbing at you, scrabbling at your back, mashing your breasts
> You kiss his forehead, finding sweet amusement at being so chaste with his top half while you slowly grind against his hilted dick
> Finally, he can stand no more, and seizes your hips in his hands
> He pushes you up a little, only to start thrusting into you with wild abandon
> You moan, your hips moving on their own as you pump up down his member
> He gazes up at you with lust-addled eyes, his mouth parted open and moist
> You respond to the feverish heat in your gut and plunder his mouth once more, even as he ravages your pussy
> His arms wrap around you, crushing you against his chest
> You melt against him, tingling and hot and out of breath
> All the while, his strokes only get stronger and faster, sending waves upon waves of pleasure through your system
> You clutch at his hair, whimpering into his mouth
> He just holds you tighter, as if he will never let you go
> All at once, he stops, his hips surging and bucking against you as he hits his orgasm
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>>29101852
> You feel a glow of pride and pleasure as he twitches and shoots inside you, filling you with his warmth
> You did it, he came before you
> Then, as his dick begins to slide out, you go over the edge
> Your pelvis slams against his, jerking and grinding as your pussy convulses around his incandescent length
> Your mind goes blank as you are drowned in waves of bliss
> When you can finally think again, you find yourself collapsed against his chest, wrapped in his warm embrace
> Anon gently strokes your hair
> "That was amazing."
> You nuzzle against his neck
"Yeah, it was."
> Slowly, he softens inside you, but you find yourself unwilling to remove the connection
> Wait
> You groan
"We didn't use protection. I may get pregnant from this."
> Which wouldn't be much of a problem for you, you can afford it
> But is Anon ready to be a father?
> He laughs
> "That's fine, I was already intending to marry you."
> You prop yourself up on your elbows and look down at Anon
> He smiles, then darts up to kiss your nose
> You start at the sudden motion, then start giggling
"You are an impossible young man. What did an old woman like me do to deserve you?"
> He squeezes you gently, kissing your lips
> "You are beautiful, kind, and patient. Someone was bound to love you, I'm just glad it was me."
> You sigh, melting against him once more
"Me too."
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>>29101857
And that's it for now. I might do one or two more sections before it's finished, just to give it a more concrete ending.
The pastebin has been updated.
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Playing catchup on threads, just had an idea for a line

"You know, I was drunk but I wasn't so drunk my dick didnt work so even though I can't remember the night, I will tell you for a fact you didn't rape me"
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>>29101964
That's a long, unnatural feeling sentence.
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>>29101964
It's shit.
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>>29102027
imagine anon holding his temples in a "I cant believe i have to explain this shit" kind of way. that said i may have missed a comma/period between work and so.
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>>29101101
>"Oh, buck."
>"Oh, buck, I am so close to his ding-dong."
>"I can practically sme-no, I can LITERALLY smell it."
>"I can't sit up and move, or else he'll see the wet spot on the ground."
>"Why is life so hard?!"
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>>29101110
Dammit, why do I love fussy mares so much?!
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>>29101307
>Ponies exhibiting horse behaviour
yes
>Anon offers food to pone
>Pone leans forward to sniff the food before accepting it

>Anon giving pone pets
>Pone leans into Anon until they have knocked him over and are laying on top of him

>Anon boops a pone's nose
>Pone licks the spot where he booped

>Something something RGRE
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>>29101360
>Suffering waifu
It hurts so badly. It reminds me of my real-life loneliness.
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>>29101444
That was good up until that last paragraph where you presumably had a stroke.
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>>29101616
Finally, someone in my timezone.
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>>29101101
That butt is ripe for firm, relentless hugging.
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>>29101711
>durnk not durnk enough
Jesus take the wheel
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>>29102164
Kind of got board typing it out. Anon masterbates, pops into alicorn room, celestia has no idea how he ascended just that he did, so "Lets see all the moments leading up you your ascension" was him jerking religiously to internet porn, and what lead him to ascend with a distinct lack of porn was he started to see mares as sexual beings instead of just cute pets that can talk.

So the timeline goes from soft core, to hard core, to fetish material, to barely forgivable porn, unforgivable porn, to pony butts, then their genitals till anon blew his first load in equestria.

At that moment he got his horns and wings, he popped the fuck out of there back to his place of living and just wanted harder then he ever did before, while celestia, just getting exposed to a litteral fuckload of porn, is dripping wet, winking, and pops back to where she was for her what moment.

Anon at least in this idea has 2 horns because that would look less retarded to have 2 on the sides possible slicked back then one forhead didlo.
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>>29101848
>> You seize at the waistband and pull
>> A monolith of an erection rises in the air
>> You stroke it lightly, impressed
>No testicle bra
The fuck?
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>>29102272
Testicle bras reduce fertility by keeping the balls too warm. Anon doesn't want to damage his chances of having a kid.
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>>29101848
>"That's some monster you got there, Anon. How many women have been slain by it?"
>> Anon smiles
>> "You'll be the first."
>> Hot damn
>RGRE-woman + pure virginal Anon
My favourite theme
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>>29101862
Good stuff, Uh-hmmm.
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>>29102297
You're goddamn right!
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>>29101597
What happened to your wings purple smart?
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>>29102406
Her mother knew she was a lil shit with wings. So she cast a spell to fix it. Now all that needs to be done to complete it is for Twilight Sparkle to get a dicking of the lifetime. Thus Anon.
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We need more Floor Bored in this thread.
>Shut in mare, mid 20s and still hasn't got a…cutiemark.
>Parents pay her rent in a house on the edge of town so she's out of the house.
>…and not embarrassing them and their *good* children have company.
>No self-esteem.
>Gets stuff delivered to her home through mail-order, except the minis they only sell at the shop.
>Has gone months without going outside.
>So socially out of practice she can't even make eye contact.
>Actually straight up SCARED of colts.
>Doesn't stop her from having an impressing collection of animoo-porn involving…odd things happening to colts.
>Desperately lonely.
>Secretly reads My Little Human…
>Reads fan stories where a human moves in next door…
>Then one actually does.
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>>29102553
Piss.
*…and not around to embarrass them and their *good* children when company comes to visit.
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>>29102553
YES! you're my hero!
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>>29102553
Now we're talking my filthy language.
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>>29102553
Wait, was this a prompt or a green starting? I'm new to this area and don't know the writefags.
[Spoiler]B-be gentle.[/spoiler]
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>>29102939
Actually just kill me tbqhfampai
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>>29102553
>Reads fan stories where a human moves in next door…
>Then one actually does.
>He ends up falling for an alpha mare like Dash or AJ or Twilight anyway
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>>29102987
>Dash
>alpha

Pls. I dated an 'alpha' like her before. Everybody was her bitch, until the door closed. Total sub bitch, and I know I don't have the dick magic to do that; it was all her.
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>>29101848
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>>29102939
>"I'm new to this area and don't know the writefags"
>comes from a thread where the closest thing they get to green is prompts so they can't tell the difference

You poor, sweet, mistreated child. Welcome to RG-there's-more-green-than-normal-posts-what-the-fuuuuuuck-RE. A lot of writefags are on Christmas vacation though.
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>>29102553
>You are, Anon
>The now most recent inhabitant of Ponyville's outskirts.
>You say most recent because after having your home built out here near the everfree, you noticed another more dilapidated building.
>Which means neighbors.
>And possibly drinking.
>So in preparation of meeting your new neighbor you pull out your house warming gift from Twilight, a nice bottle of Chardoneigh, a couple glasses, pack it all up and head out to meet them.

Now thread how does it go?
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>>29103020
Make it go alright, but with plenty of spaghetti from Tomopone.

Like him being interested in her firgurines and even her collection of Neighponese porn, making comments about his own encounters with Japanese debauchery.
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>>29101666
What, what the hell? Just realized some janitor deleted my post. Please tell me what rule I broke, I'd like to know.
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>>29103020
>Anon stands there for about 15 minutes before assuming that the house is abandoned and turning to leave.
>In a near divine spur of the moment, Floor Bored actually manages to open the door just as he turns around.
>Even anon can smell the funk comin' off of her.
>It's like curdled milk mixed with this feral musk of a mare who may as well be in perpetual heat.
>Considering how much she masturbates anyways.
>She stares at him silently with eyes wide as possible through (admittedly very appealing) black hair, done in a braid.
>She's wearing some kind of sweatshirt with two circles and an oval drawn on it, the word "SHOTA" written in bold underneath.
>Through the door you can see trash scattered about, food wrappers mostly.
>You raise a hand. "Uh, hey…" you say awkwardly. "My name's Anonymous. I'm your…neighbor…"
>She looks like she wants to say something, but the musk in the air only deepens.
>After a moment she manages to squeak some semblance of words: "F--for the empress, f-fellow citizen."

>Be Floor Bored
>WHAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
>BY THE SUN
>BY THE MOON WHY?!?
>Why did you SAY THAT?!?
>What if he's from HYPERWARS FANTASY?!

Let's get this ball rolling.
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>>29103129
>F--for the empress, f-fellow citizen
Oh sweet jesus, she's off to a good start
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>>29103056
Nigga, Floor Bored smells like bad laundry soaked in tuna juice. It cant go 'okay.'

She needs a shower first at least. Or what she thinks is a shower.
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>>29103158
What she needs is a good man to get behind her and help. She's a fixer-upper!
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>>29103129
I now ship the Emperor of Man and the Empress of Mares.
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>>29103213
Reminds me of the Commissar Anon threads where Anon comes to exterminate Equestria in the names of the Emperor. Good times.
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>>29101857
>>29101862
That was fucking NICE.
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>>29101777
Fuck i missed it what was it?
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>>29100995
>Equestria, as any other pseudo-utopic kingdom in fiction, is under constant siege from the forces of evil and villainy that seek to destroy it because of plot reasons.
>RGRE is no different.
>Basically the whole country is littered with people who want to take over Equestria for various reasons: Steal he ponies' magic for themselves, enslaving ponykind, feeding them to their hatch-lings, petty revenge, powerful gems, pretty gems, delicious gems, and all that.
>Villains often fight between themselves as much as they do against the forces of Harmony who try to foil and redeem them.
>But outta nowhere a contestant appears!
>She's big. She's mean. She's competent like no other villain in Equestria and she's... A COLT?!

But the green extraequestrian menace has no ulterior motives for being a villain, like some do-gooders would assume. He just really wants to dominate your ass.


>All similarities to real cartoon villains are mere coincidence.
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>>29103129
>>After a moment she manages to squeak some semblance of words: "F--for the empress, f-fellow citizen."
kek
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>>29103278
>He just really wants to dominate your ass
shit
i read that in gilbert gottfrieds voice
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>>29103295
Even better.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XkLqAlIETkA
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>>29101051
>>In her hubris, Celestia thought what it would be like if the world was ever-day.
>>Then she wouldn't have to raise and set the sun.
>>More time for sleep and cake!
But... doesn't she works during the day and sleeps and rests during the night?
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>>29103278
>>Villains often fight between themselves as much as they do against the forces of Harmony who try to foil and redeem them.
>>But outta nowhere a contestant appears!
>>She's big. She's mean. She's competent like no other villain in Equestria and she's... A COLT?!

That reminds me of something. Of something really, really frikkin good

Do it, anon
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>>29101357
>awwwww yeaaaahhh
>fuckin fine ass pets
>sweet celestia
>get in me, you saucy bast- anon.
>forgive me madre, for i have sinned
>>
Hm... Police Procedural in RGRE?

>Righteous Heart is a jaded veteran police officer who just wants to stop criminals and make a difference in the world.
>But he has to work twice as hard to get half as far, and his coworkers still don't respect him most of the time.
>He's caught thieves and drug dealers, resolved domestic disputes, and even brought in corrupt officials.
>Yet his coworkers will still slap him on the ass, call him 'sweet stuff', and ask him to make them a cup of coffee

>Then there's Anon.
>A hardened criminal who found himself a second chance in RGRE.
>But old habits are hard to break, and he quickly usurped control of most of Equestria's illegal salt trade.
>He is never seen outside of his closest subordinates, so most people assume he's a mare.

>Their paths cross when Righteous Heart is final given an assignment that could make or break his career.
>Investigate the rise in drugs in a Ponyville high school
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>You will never feminize an RGRE mare just with your hands alone
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>>29103371
I- Maybe?
Yes!

NO!

The pressure! It's too much!
I always end up procrastinating when I start a green and I never finish them!

The.
Responsibility.
Is.
Too.
Much.

And I gotta airplane travel now! I could work on it in the meantime? I can do that.
BUT WHAT IF IT'S SHIT.

NOT AGAIN


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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>>29102221
>>29101444
Wasn't there something like this in an earlier thread?
Anon gets six wings and a horn, becoming a human alicorn of lewds.

>>29101666
pls be not a kill.
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>>29103114
As if the written rules are the law of the land out here.
best guess might be this though:
>1. You will not upload, post, discuss, request, or link to anything that violates local or United States law.

Discussion or planning to commit a crime (possibly two crimes if horse fucking is illegal where you live).
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>>29103524
>horse fucking is illegal

Then this whole board is full of criminals.
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>>29103536
Lrn2read nub.

First: it's illegal some places, not everywhere. If you live in one of those places it "violates local law".

Second: not all of us are interested in 3d pone disgusting.
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>>29103564
So you saying this board is not full of horsefuckers and wanana-be horsefuckers?
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>>29103402
That sounds fun.
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>>29103603
At least some of us are only interested in fucking 2Dhorse.

Speaking of, is PoppedAnon kill? Another thread linked Blood and Friendship, so then I read his RGRE story, The Thin Line Between Love and Mates and I want more:
http://pastebin.com/WdDcWNRG
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>>29103625
Please.
I need more bombshell in my life.
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>>29103663
She a cute.
>>
Hey, I got more Sunny and Twilight
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>>29103740
Pic not related.
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>>29103740
"A-Ah~"
>You groaned as you popped another spoonful of cereal into your mouth
>Usually, you weren't a fan of cereal
>No matter what kind you or Spike bought you ALWAYS had to pour at least a half a cup of sugar onto it before it was even partially edible
>But this?
>This was PERFECT!
>You might have been a little lukewarm on its coloring--who the hay thought it was a good idea to have cereal that was a whole bunch of different colors?--but it was not only sweet but it had a crunch that really appealed to you
>That and it didn't immediately turn into mush the second that it came into contact with milk
>Humming, you closed your eyes and leaned back into your chair in a state of pure, unadulterated bliss
>You liked these "Froot Loops" a lot
>A LOT
>So much, in fact, that you wouldn't have the slightest problem eating this every single day
>And that was coming from a mare who LOVED her hay bacon and flapjacks...
>Hmm...
>You were going to have to see if you could bring a couple boxes back with you when you eventually went home...
>Nosily chewing, you grabbed your glass of orange juice
>Swallowing your mouthful of cereal, you brought your juice to your lips and drank deeply
>Even though you were trying not to completely pig out, some of the juice spilled out of the corners of your mouth
>You set your juice back on the table, cleaning your lips with the back of your hand and sighing in content
>Sweet Celestia...
>Cute, pure-and-perfect-as-the-driven-snow stallions?
>Amazing cereal?
>Juice without pulp in it?
>Now you could REALLY see why the hay Sunset loves it here...
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>>29103742
>Heck, if you didn't have so much waiting back home YOU might have started looking for a house around here yourself...!
>You were about to bring another spoonful of cereal to your mouth but stopped
>A sinking feeling worked its way into the pit of your stomach
>...
>Leave...
>You were going to have to leave in a few days...
>Leave Sunset, leave this snow, leave this cereal
>...
>Leave Anon...
>"We're back!"
>You jumped in your chair, violently pulled out of your thoughts as Sunset strided through the door
>The second that your eyes snapped to her you saw that there was something a little different about your friend
>Her demeanor had changed
>She was standing a little taller, and she bounced with each step that she took
>There was a Pinkie-sized grin on her face, and her eyes were lit up in joy and even a little bit of excitement
>She also had a noticeable blush on her cheeks
>She looked, for all the world, like a filly that had just gotten a kiss from a stallion that she liked...
>Behind her, wrapped up in jackets and hats and scarves, was Anon
>Just like Sunset, there was a smile on the stallion's face
>A big smile...
>A happy smile...
>The kind of smile that dissipated the sinking feeling in your stomach and replaced it with a very pleasant warmth
>...
>Sweet Celestia was he beautiful...
>"Just toss everything in the closet, Nonny!" Sunset chirped, pulling off your scarf and her hat. "I'll make sure to toss all of it in the dryer when the power finally comes back on."
>"Alright," Anon said, unzipping his jacket and tugging at his scarf
>...
>He was getting undressed in front of you…
>Alright there…
>Right in front of you…
>Right where you could see...
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>>29103750
>OhsweetCelestiaonhergoldenthrone!
>Not wanting to look like you were gawking, you tried to look away as Anon pulled off his jacket, revealing another underneath
>...
>But you couldn't...
>Your body wouldn't physically let you look away...
>Anon, looking completely innocent, pulled off his first jacket and his scarf
>Sunset--who must have been part glacier because who the BUCK could just stand there casually while a colt was undressing in front of you-- took the jacket and scarf off of him and made her way to the closet
>While she threw open the door, you watched as Anon unzipped his next jacket
>This one was a little smaller than the previous one
>It hugged his curves a little better, teasing you by just giving a HINT of what was hidden underneath.
>Before you could fully process what you were looking at, Anon was already pulling that jacket off, this time revealing a sweatshirt underneath
>This sweatshirt wasn't his, it was Sunset's
>And sweet Luna did it show...
>It hugged his frame so snugly that it may as well have been a second skin
>You could see the muscles in his shoulders and his chest stand out through the fabric
>Like a lot
>Your eyes drifted downward
>Down his chest, down his flat tummy, down to where his hips began...
>W-Woof
>You bit your lip hard, rubbing your thighs together
>You covered your face with a hand, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up your neck
>Wew...
>Wew filly...
>Was it you or did it just get a LOT warmer in here?
>As you sat there, red-faced and squirming in your chair, Anon's gaze drifted toward you
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>>29103759
>You instinctively stiffened, bracing yourself for a tongue lashing
>But, to your, surprise, it didn't come
>The moment that his eyes met yours, Anon's smile grew just a hair
>A splash of affection mixed in with the happiness in his eyes
>...
>He looked happy…
>Happy to see you…
>...
>H-Huh...
>For a few seconds, you forgot how to breathe
>Your chest tightened, and you had a sudden yet powerful urge to get up out of your chair and run over to him
>...
>No one had ever looked at you like that...
>You stopped your squirming and your blushing and just looked into Anon's pretty green eyes
>You were swept up in his gaze
>Your heartbeat began to quicken
>Your mouth felt dry and your chest felt so tight that you could barely breathe
>You could feel something in the air...
>It wasn't magic...
>...But was something very much like it
>"Anon? Do you want to take off those boots?"
>Both you and Anon jumped in surprise
>You both broke eye contact, breaking the spell that the both of you had been under
>Unfortunately...
>Looking toward the closet, you could see that Sunset had poked her head out of the little room and was now looking at the two of you, an eyebrow raised
>To most she might have looked puzzled, but you could see that small smile on her face
>That filly was blue beaning you!
>The dyke!
>When Anon looked down at his feet--looking as CUTE as a button while he did it--you stuck your tongue out at Sunset, who blew you a kiss in return
>"I, um, well, yeah, s-sure," Anon shimmered, leaning against the wall so that he could take off his boots
>>
OH SHIT LAP AND MY FAVORITE STORY
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>>29103763
>Untying his laces, he quickly took off his boots and handed them to Sunset
>"Thanks, Nonny," she chirped, disappearing back into the closet. "Why don't you go and help yourself to some cereal? We already have a bowl set up for you."
>"Alright," Anon said, looking back over at you
>His lips curved upward into a shy, uncertain smile
>Hnnnng!
>SweetCelestiawasthisstallionthecutest!
>Resisting the urge to place a hand over your heart, you smiled and beckoned him over with a hand
>As he made his way over, you took the liberty of setting up his breakfast like any respectable mare would do
>You filled a bowl with cereal and then poured him a glass of orange juice
>Easy stuff!
>It was like you were eating breakfast with Starlight and Spike back home!
>You were about to pour a little milk in his cereal but froze
>...
>What if he didn't want milk with his cereal?
>...
>But who the hay DIDN'T eat cereal with milk?
>No one with any sense ate DRY cereal!
>...
>But what if Anon did?
>You didn't want to make him mad by just pouring it in without asking
>You could ruin the whole breakfast for everyone because you just went and assumed something!
>While you sat there frozen, carton of milk tilted ever-so-slightly above Anon's bowl, Anon himself sat down right next to you
>Scooching toward the table in his chair, he grabbed a napkin and tucked it into his shirt to make a makeshift bib
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>>29103768
>He then looked over at you
>Eyeing the carton of milk, he reached over and tipped the end of the carton up a little bit with a finger
>Milk came pouring out of the carton and into the bowl
>Your eyes snapped toward Anon, who smiled back at you
>"I like milk in my cereal," he said. "Thanks for waiting before pouring it in though."
>...
>Oh thank Celestia…
>He wasn’t some weirdo...
>Sighing in relief, you tilted the carton over a little more, increasing the stream of milk
"Alright, I just wanted to make sure," you said
>Anon nodded, reaching for his juice
>You watched, out of the corner of your eye, as he brought the juice to his lips and began to drink
>His adam's apple jumped with each swallow
>His eyes became half-lidded
>A bit of juice spilled from the corners of his lips and began to run down his chin
>You squeezed the carton in your hands with a little more force than was necessary, sending a spurt of milk into the bowl
>W-Wew...
>Easy filly...
>EASY...
>You licked your now VERY dry lips
>Feeling a bead of sweat making its way down your forehead, you were quick to wipe it away with the back of your hand
>You're a good girl, Twilight...
>You'd never take advantage of a stallion, no matter how LEWD he was…
>...
>You wouldn’t…
>You wouldn’t…
>Never ever...
>Your eyes snapped away from him and back toward the bowl
>Realizing that you were about to overflow Anon's bowl with milk, you tilted the carton upward, halting the flow
"T-There you go, Anon," you said, sitting the carton back down onto the table
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>>29103774
>"Thanks," Anon responded, picking up his spoon
>Looking back down at your own cereal you picked up your spoon as well and started eating
>Because you were in the presence of a stallion, you made sure to eat like a civilized filly
>Small mouthfuls, small sips, sit up straight, wipe your mouth when needed
>Not your preferred way to eat, but since you were raised in a castle around some of the most civilized ponies that Equestria had to offer you were VERY good at it
>Anon, meanwhile, ate like the perfect gentlecolt
>He kept his elbows off the table, he didn't slurp or spit food everywhere, he sat up straight, and he even thanked you when you filled up his glass
>....
>Dad would LOVE him if you brought him home...
>You had nearly finished your cereal and most of your juice when you realized that maybe you should try to start a conversation
>You HAD slept with this stallion, and just sitting here in silence WAS a little weird...
>Setting down your spoon, you cleared your throat
>Alright Sparkle...
>Don't mess this up!
>You want to impress this stallion!
>You want to show him that you'd make an ideal mate!
>Or buck-buddy...
>Or bedfellow….
>Or whatever the heck this was...
>...
>Herewego!
"So! Did you have a good sleep, Anon?" you asked, licking a bit of milk from your top lip
>Anon, who was chewing his food, looked over at you
>He quickly swallowed, licking his lips
>You bit your lip when you saw that little pink muscle of his slide across his lips
>W-Wew...
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>>29103781>"I slept great," he said with a cheery--albeit slightly nervous--smile. "Best sleep that I've had in a very long time."
"Oh? Well I'm glad!" you told him, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear
>"How was your sleep?" Anon asked in turn
>Amazing
>The best sleep that I've ever had
>Sleeping with somebody else is incredible
>You were so warm and you smelled to nice and I really enjoyed listening to your heart beating as you slept
>Please sleep with me forever
"It was pretty good," you announced, leaning over and bumping his shoulder with your own
>Anon's smile widened, and that look of warmth and affection came back to his face
>Your heart fluttered at the sight
>Your mouth opened, no doubt ready to say something silly and embarrassing, but you reined yourself in at the last moment
>FOCUS FILLY
>KEEP THIS SHIT TIGHT!
"S-So did you get finished with the front yard?"
>Anon nodded, grabbing his glass of juice and bringing it to his lips
>"Yep. You guys should be able to get out of the house now," he said, before taking a sip of his drink.
>In the background, you could hear the sound of pots clanging and the sink being turned on but you ignored it, keeping your eyes glued on the cute stallion in front of you
"Great! Thanks for the help."
>To your surprise, Anon leaned over and nudged your shoulder with his shoulder
>"Hey, I was happy to do it," he said. "It’s the least I could do after you and Sunset were nice enough to let me stay here with you for the night."
>As Anon pulled away from you you leaned toward him, still wanting your bodies to touch in some way
"We're glad to have you.”
>You were doing it!
>You were making small talk!
>Aw yesh!
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>>29103788
>"And why wouldn't we be? Who wouldn't want to spend the night with a sta--guy like yourself?"
>For a moment, the smile on Anon's face diminished just a hair
>The warmth in his eyes was replaced with a sadness that made your heart skip a beat
>Just as quickly as it had come, however, it was gone
>But you saw it
>Oh, you saw it...
>"Well, I'm glad to be here," he said, smile returned to its full glory as he placed his hands on the table. "It's always nice to get out of the house every once in awhile and just... be with people."
>...
>Protectthisstallionssmileyoubuckingdummy!
>Without saying a word, you leaned over and placed one of your hands overtop of his
>Giving his hand a squeeze, you gave Anon your best and brightest smile
"I'm happy that you're happy," you told him. "And I can't wait to spend the next few days with you."
>Anon quietly looked down at your hand for a few moments
>"...Really?" he asked, in a tone that suggested that he didn't quite believe you
>You continued to smile at him, giving his hand another squeeze
"Yep! Both Sunset and I can't wait to get to know you better, and we can't wait for you to get to know us just a little bit better," you said with a nod
>For about a minute, Anon was dead silent
>His eyes snapped up and he gazed into your eyes, looking for any mischief or falsehood
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>>29103793
>When he saw that you, in fact, were being completely honest with him his demeanor completely changed
>Surprise, shock, joy, relief, and a dozen other emotions flashed across his face
>One moment he looked like he was about to cry, a split second later he looked like he was about to laugh
>In the end he just smiled
>"Thanks, Twi," he said quietly, placing his other hand on top of yours and giving it a squeeze. "Really. Thank you."
>Aww…
>You did the good things...
>You were about to open your mouth to say something reassuring and heartfelt with just a splash of friendship mixed in when a loud band filled the air
>"Dammit," someone grumbled near the stove
>...
>You and Anon looked over
>There Sunset, who had stripped back down to her undershirt and pajama bottoms, was struggling with a giant pot
>On the stove itself there were half a dozen other pots, each and everyone of them under a burner that was on full blast
>Grunting to herself, your bacon-haired friend struggled to lift the pot in her hands to waist height
>...
>Was that on the floor?
>Why the hay was it on the floor?
>Wouldn't it have been easier to fill it up in the sink?
>Or better yet on the counter, where she didn't need to move it nearly as far?
>...
>Was this for the thing that Sunset had told you about before going outside to get Anon?
>...
>Where did she even get a pot that big anyways?
>"Come on," Sunset grunted, her brow scrunched up in concentration. "Get up there you fucker..."
>You and Anon exchanged glances
>Anon, now looking puzzled, then picked up the hand that he had placed over yours, brought it to his mouth, and coughed into it
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>>29103797
>"...Are you doing alright there, Sunset?" he asked
>Struggling for another moment or two, Sunset let out a groan, bending down and sitting the big pot down with a grumble
>"Everything's fine, Anon," she said, wiping her brown. "I was just trying to get this pot onto the stove to heat some water up.
>Anon was silent for a while, and from the look on his face you could tell that he was asking himself the same questions that you had been thinking just a moment before
>"...Alright," he said carefully. "But what are you doing with all that water?"
>Fixing her hair, Sunset flashed the stallion a grin
>"Well, since the power is still out, I thought that I'd get us some hot water so that the three of us can take a bath," she said, looking back down at the pot on the floor, her hands on her hips . "Hey, could you do me a favor and help me pick this up? It's really, REALLY heavy."

~_~_~_~_~_~

>Back at home, heating up water would have taken two seconds
>All you'd need to do was cast a spell and BAM!
>The water was as hot as you wanted it
>Unfortunately for you, Sunset, and Anon, you weren't able to cast any spells
>If you needed to heat up some bath water you needed to use good ol’ fashioned fire to do so
>...
>Like some filthy barbarian...
>You had a stove to help with this, and you didn't need to have the water boiling, but you needed GALLONS of the stuff--Sunset had a pretty big bathtub-- so it took quite a bit of time
>Almost an hour and a half by your count
>An hour and a half of sitting in the kitchen, with your hands in your lap, watching water heat up
>It wasn't very exciting to say the least, and even though you and Sunset were chatting with Anon the whole time it still felt like it took a hundred years
>Eventually though, the water got hot enough that you were able to take it off the stove and get it upstairs
>Anon had tried to insist on taking all of the pots up himself, but you and Sunset put your foot down, insisting that you help him
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>>29101862
>anon's dad comes home
>finds them together
>Just gives his son a high five while celestia is freaking out
>Anon's dad is from our earth
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>You might be willing to let him go out in the cold and shovel snow but you'd rather eat a horseshoe then let him walk up those stairs by himself with a pot full of hot water
>It had been about as fun getting the water up to the bathroom as it was watching it heat up
>The pots had been heavy, and one or twice you had nearly burned yourself
>You were a marely mare though, so you had gritted your teeth and tough it out until three out of the six pots had been brought up and and their contents had been poured into the tub
>Anon, after the three of you had brought the now empty pots back to the kitchen, had asked what was going to happen to the other three that were still on the stove, under a low heat
>Sunset, with an unusual amount of cheer in her voice, had told him that those pots were for his bath
>She then went on to explain that both you and her would be bathing together so you didn’t have to use so much water
>...
>Anon...
>Anon had taken the news... about as well as Sunset though he would
>Much to her delight
>"Did you see how red he got, Twi?" Sunset asked, pulling off her hoodie and shirt and tossing it to the floor. "I swear I almost walked over and kissed him right there."
>You couldn't help but smile, pulling off your shirt and revealing your purple bra
"Was the wink really necessary?" you asked
>Sunset nodded, fiddling with her bra strap
>"Of course it was! How else am I going to get him to blush like that?" she playfully demanded, bumping your hip with hers
>You shook your head at your friend's antics, unbuttoning your bra
>A groan escaped your throat as your teats were released from their constrictive prison
>By Luna's moon did you HATE that thing...
>If this was how ball bras were back home you could understand why so many stallions complain about them...
>Rolling your shoulders, you tossed your bra onto your clothes pile
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>>29103811
>Turning back toward Sunset, you saw that she was bare-chested as well, her large, perky teats jutting out for all to see
>"So what were the two of you talking about when I was getting the pots all filled up?" she asked, tossing her bra to the floor and grabbing at her pants
>You reddened slightly
"Just some small talk," you quickly said as you unbuttoned your pants
>"Oh?"
"Yep," you said, a small smile coming to your face. "I was telling him how glad the two of us were to have him here for the whole weekend."
>"The whole weekend and a few days after that," Sunset corrected. "From what I've read on my phone it's supposed to snow again on Sunday."
>You slid your pants down, then your panties, kicking them away with a sigh
>Finally...
>You were out of all of those silly clothes...
"So does that mean that you guys won't have school for a while?" you questioned, looking over to Sunset
>The girl--just as naked as you--was sticking a toe into the water, checking to see if it had cooled down somewhat
>It apparently had, because she waved you over a moment later
>"I already got a text from the school. They've given us the whole week off from school. We can have him over for the whole week if we want!"
>Sunset stepped into the tub
>You were close behind her, hopping into the water and facing her
>Sunset sighed happily, looking over at you with a smile
>"It's been a long time since I've taken a bath with someone else," she mused
"Really?" you asked, your head cocked to the side
>Your friend nodded
>"The bathing here is different here too, Twi," she said. "A lot of people here usually bathe by themselves."
>Your nose scrunched up just a hair
"...Huh," you muttered, scratching your head. "Really?"
>Sunset nodded
>"Yep. You should have seen the look on the girl's faces when I suggested it at our last sleepover," Sunset said, a big smile coming to her face
>...
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>>29103817
>Really...?
>You knew that humans didn't like to be naked around one another but did they really take it that far?
>There wasn't anything sexual about taking a bath!
>All you were doing was cleaning yourself off...
"So that was why you didn't ask Anon to join us?" you questioned, as your friend grabbed a cup floated in the water
>"Aha, that's right," she said, filling the cup up and dunking the water over her arms. "Even though he would have been as cute as a button in here with us I think we would have scared him away if we asked him to do that."
>Sunset brought the cup up and poured the water over her head
>"Maybe in a day or two, after he's warmed up to us a little more."
"Yeah..."
>You looked down at your lap, your stomach tightening in both nervousness and excitement at the prospect
"I think I'd really like that..."
>You jumped slightly when you felt a stream of warm water being poured over your head
>Your head snapped upward to see that Sunset had scooched over so that her knees were touching yours
>You frowned and she smiled
"Dyke," you grumbled, batting the cup that she held over your head away
>Sunset giggled
>"Oh, you love it," she teased, leaning forward and rubbing your cheek with her own
>Not one to turn down a nuzzle, you leaned forward and nuzzled her back
>As you did that you thought of Anon
>Of how nice his cheek felt against yours when you nuzzled him...
>How his eyes lit up when he was happy and how his smile seemed to light up the whole room...
>How his hands felt wrapped around you when you woke up this morning...
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>>29103819
>You sighed to yourself, leaning away from your friend
"Sunset?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think that Anon... likes us?"
>Sunset poured water down her chest, wetting the skin and causing it to shine in the dim light that was coming through the window
>"Yep, I think so," she said, handing the cup to you
>You took it, filling it up with water and she grabbed some soap
>A smile came to your face
>He liked the two of you...
>He liked you...
"Good," you said. "I'm glad."
>Sunset's smile turned a tad mischievous
>"Why?" she asked, poking your belly. “Do you like him?”
>You squealed, slapping her hand away
"Of course I like him!" you announced
>This caused Sunset's grin to widen
>"Really?" she asked, trying to poke your belly again
>You giggled as her pointer finger found its mark
>No!
>Not your tums!
>It was ticklish!
"Yes really! Who the hay wouldn't like a stallion like that? Now quit--HEY!"
>Sunset, dropping the soap, began attacking you with both hands
>Water went flying everywhere as you did your best to deflect the blows, squeaking and screeching and giggling
>Sunset began giggling to, and the two of you soon found yourselves in the middle of a tickle fight
"Stooooop!"
>"Twilight and Nonny, sitting in a tree--"
"What are you, FIVE?"
>"--K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love! Then comes marriage!"
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>>29103823
"Quit... it...!"
>Sunset didn’t quit it
>In fact, she tickled you harder
"Stooooop! Stoooop!" you yell in between fits of laughter
>"Then comes marriage!"
>Tears streaming down your face, you lunged forward
>Wrapping your arms around your friend you held her close
>She giggled, trying to poke your sides before grabbing your butt and giving both of your cheeks a hearty squeeze
>...
>D-Dyke...
>"Then comes a baby in a baby carriage!"
>She nuzzled your face as you tried to catch your breath
"I hate... you so... much," you grumbled
>Sunset gave your butt another squeeze
>"I love you too."
"Dyke."
>"Only for you, Twi."
>Huffing quietly under your breath, you relaxed against your friend
"...What about you?"
>Sunset rested both of her hands on the small of your back, placing her head on your shoulder
>"What about me?" she asked
>You huffed again
"Do you like Anon too?" you clarified
>"Of course I do, he's a really sweet guy" your friend chirped. "The kind of colt that you bring home to make your moms' jealous."
>You nodded, feeling your stomach tighten
"Yes... yes he is..."

>The kitchen was a little warmer now
>It wasn't warm-warm, but it was hot enough that you weren't shaking or anything
>Which was nice
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>>29103830
>Being cold sucked
>A LOT...
>You were sitting at the table, your hands in your lap and your eyes glued to the sink
>You were watching the water still warming up on the stove, waiting for your turn to take a bath
>And NOT thinking about what Twilight and Sunset were doing up in that bathroom
>You were NOT doing that...
>Nope...
>Not even a little bit!
>Because NOTHING was going on up there!
>The two girls were just taking a bath
>Together
>Naked
>In the same room
>...
>And that was COMPLETELY normal and not arousing or sexual in ANY WAY!
>Girls probably did stuff like that all the time!
>It was probably completely normal!
>YOU were the weird one for getting a boner for sitting here thin--
>NOT THINKING!
>YOU WEREN'T THINKING ABOUT ANYTHING AT ALL!
>YOU WERE A PERFECT GENTLEMEN THAT DIDN'T GET ALL HOT AND BOTHERED BY BEAUTIFUL WOMEN DOING LEWD THINGS!
>LEWD THINGS WHICH WEREN'T HAPPENING MIND YOU!
>BECAUSE ALL THEY WERE DOING WAS BATHING!
>Squirming in your seat sightly, you tried to distract yourself by drumming Yankee Doodle Dandy against the table with your fingers
>COME ON!
>You were doing REALLY good this morning!
>You managed to talk with both of the guys without being too much of a sperg!
>Don't mess this up!
>Don't fucking do it!
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>>29103834
>"Hey Anon!" someone called from the upstairs
>You jumped, nearly falling out of your chair
>Sunset?
>That was Sunset!
>Quick, say something back so it doesn’t seem like you were thinking about what her boobs looked like wet!
>...
>You didn’t do that…
>R-Really...
"Yeah?" you yelled back
>"We're done with the bathroom! You can come up and take a bath if you want!"
>Oh?
>Good
>You needed to clean yourself up so that you didn’t start reeking…
>You looked over to the pots of water
>You then looked over to the closet, where your spare clothes were
"Alright! I'll be up in a minute!" you called, getting out of your seat with a grunt
>Walking over to the stove, you turned off the burners
>You then walked over to the closet, threw open the door, and grabbed your duffel bag
>Alright...
>First you were going to take this thing up and then you were gonna take the water up...
>Plan formed, you made your way into the hallway and toward the stairs
>Taking two steps at a time--because you were a bad ass like that-- you made your way up the stairs and to the second floor
>When you got to the top of the steps, you saw that the bathroom door was wide open and steam was floating out into the hallway
>You also saw both Twi and Sunset, towels wrapped around their bodies, drying their hair
>...
>Oh no...
>O-Oh no...
>You came screeching to a halt the moment that you saw the two of them, nearly falling back down the steps in the process
>Wa...wa… wa
>What the heck?!
>What the heck was that?
>Why weren’t they dressed?!
>Both Twi and Sunset turn to look at you
>You could still see water droplets around their faces and necks
>If you looked really hard you could almost see a couple right between their bo--
>NO!
>DON'T FUCK THIS UP!
>YOU WERE DOING GOOD!
>GOOD!
>"We have the water draining right now, Nonny," Sunset said, wrapping a towel around her head. "You'll be able to use the tub in a second."
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>>29102553
I started a green about her.
>Had her father be a gold digger but she was an "accident"
>Shipped her off and pays for her house and shit so he can keep raking in the rich old mares
>She was basically unloved and unwanted
>Her father tells her to stay away from other ponies because he doesn't want word about her getting out
>Which is why she became this shut in wreck
>Anon finds out about her after he takes a job posted in the paper for house cleaning
>Has a lot of sympathy for her because back on earth he was a NEET
>Starts socializing with her while he is there and slowly trying to open her up

I will probably never finish since writers block is a fucking bitch. Really hope someone does something with her.
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>>29103840
"Dsnjd--"
>You cleared your throat
"Alright, that's f-fine," you said with your brightest, fakest smile. "I'll just go and put my bag in there. Since its filled with my clothes. And stuff."
>You hugged your duffle bag close to your chest
"Yes..."
>Twilight giggled softly, looking away from you as a blush made its way onto her cheeks
>...
>Start walking...
>Pick up your feet...
>Stop gawking and get moving!
>You took one step forward, then another, then another
>Soon, you were making your way toward the bathroom at a calm, steady place
>Sunset watched you with a smile on her face, while Twilight stood there blushing and looking cute like she usually did
>...
>Everything was fine...
>Everything was awesome...
>You're as cool as a cucumber...
>Remember to breathe...
>Breathe
>If you don't breath then you're going to get dizzy, fall over and pass out!
>Don't think about anything...
>Don't think about what they looked like under those towels
>Don't think about what the hell them standing out here means
>Don't get a boner
>DON'T GET A BONER DAMMIT!
>As you neared the bathroom, Twilight wrapped the towel that she had been trying her face off around her head
>When she lifted her arm her breasts jutted out
>The little fold in the towel that held the thing against her shifted slightly
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>>29103850
>You could feel your balls tighten
>Don'tthinkaboutitdon'tthinkaboutitdon'tyoufuckingthinkaboutit!
>You picked up the pace, still smiling as best as you could
>Youwerealmosethere!
>Youwerealmostthere!
>Justalittlebitmore!
>You had just about made it when Twilight looked up at you with those pretty purple eyes of hers
>"A-Anon?"
>FUCK!
>Pausing mid step, you looked over at her
>At her face
>Not her dripping wet, nearly naked body
>Nope...
>You'd NEVER do something like that...
"Yes, Twi?" you asked, your voice a few octaves higher than you would have liked
>Twilight bit her lip, looking back down at her feet
"C-Could you come here for a s-second? Please?" she quietly asked, tracing a toe along the carpet
>You could FEEL Sunset's grin, but you ignored the bacon-haired girl, instead moving closer to Twilight
"D-Did you need something, Twi?" you asked
>Twilight nodded, looking up at you
>"A l-little closer?" she suggested, motioning even closer with a hand
>Swallowing, you did as she asked
>The two of you were now close
>Very close
>Not even five inches apart
>Three inches apart it you counted the space her boobs took up
>...
>Which you weren't because you weren't looking at them
>Nope...
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>>29103856
>Not breaking eye contact, Twilight reached up and wrapped her arms around your neck
>You twitched, but didn’t shy away from her touch
>"...Anon?" she murmured, gently pulling you down toward her
"Sdjnk?" you babbled, before clearing your throat again. "I mean, yes?"
>Twi was shaking slightly, you noticed, from the temperature or nervousness you had no idea
>"Sunset told me that she k-kissed you on the cheek w-when the two of you were outside," Twi continued, her grip on you tightening. "I-Is that true?"
>She pressed herself against you, causing you to jump
"Well, u-um, yeah, but it w-was only on the cheek," you squeaked. "It wasn't that b-big of a dea--"
>...
>Wait...
>Sunset was right next to you
>Shewasrightbesideyou!
>Eyes widening, you looked over to Sunset, who was staring at the two of you in amusement
"I-I mean, it was a great kiss, an amazing k-kiss! The best kiss e-ever!" you squeaked, not wanting to offend your host. "But it wasn't-- I mean that it didn't-- See, what I'm trying to--"
>Twilight's arms untangled themselves from your neck
>The purple girl stepped away from you so that you were once again looking into each other's eyes
>...
>God was she fucking pretty...
>"W-Would it be a-alright if I k-kissed you on the c-cheek too?" she asked
>...
>...
>...
>Yes
"Y-Yes!" you blurted out.
>You cringed the moment the words left your mouth
>Sunset giggled
>Twilight, who looked like she was about to faint, perked up, a smile on her face
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>>29103858
>"R-Really?" she asked, as if you wouldn't want one of the prettiest girls you've ever seen kissing you
>HAH!
>Hah you say!
"I-I mean, if you w-want," you shimmered
>A happy noise escaped Twi's mouth
>Before you could think about what the heck was going on, she grabbed you by the collar and pushed you toward her, her lips puckered
>Your lips puckered automatically, and you readied yourself for the kiss
>Your first kiss on the lips from a girl that wasn't related to you
>...
>If she was going to kiss you on the lips...
>She could just as well kiss you on the forehead, or the cheek like Sunset had...
>Or maybe--
>Twilight, looking as excited as you've ever seen her, yanked you with a little too much force
>This sent your face crashing towards hers
>You think she was aiming for your lips
>...
>But she missed
>...
>She missed badly
"Ow!"
>"Ow!"
>Before either of you could stop yourselves, your foreheads slammed together painfully
>The two of you immediately yelped, your heads jerking away from each other as stars exploded across your vision
>Ohmythisisfuckingbadtheworstthingthatcouldhavehappened!
>As this happened, the little fold keeping Twilight's towel against her body slipped
>You heard the girl yelp again as it began to fall downward
>Ohshit!
>Even though you were seeing stars and your vision was blurry you nonetheless were able to grab Twilight's towel and wrap it back around her body
>Twilight, meanwhile, threw her arms back around your neck so that you didn't accidentally fall over
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>>29103861
>Your heads once again slammed together--with less force this time thankfully-- causing the two of you to groan
>Both of you stumbled, holding onto each other tightly for support
>You could feel Twilight's fingers digging into the back of your neck
>You were still holding up her towel and your ears were now ringing
>...
>7/10
>Would kiss again
"...Ow," you groaned, closing your eyes for a second so that the world would hopefully stop spinning for a moment so that you could process what just happened
>You took a deep breath
>Someone exhaled
>You exhaled
>Someone took a deep breath
>This happened for two or three times before you realized, though the dizziness and pain, that someone was breathing REALLY close to your mouth
>...
>You cracked open an eye to see Twilight
>The girl's forehead was still touching yours
>With every minute movement you could feel your nose sliding against hers
>Looking down you also noticed that her mouth was RIGHT THERE
>Right next to your mouth
>Your lips was practically touching...
>...
>Whoo...
>Opening both eyes, you blinked owlishly
"Twi, Twilight, are you alright?" you asked
>You exhaled as Twilight inhaled
“Twi?”
>Twilight whimpered in pain, rubbing your foreheads together
>"Owww..." she whined, her eyes scrunched up in pain
>She leaned into you
>"What the hay is wrong with me?"
>You wrapped your arms around her, covering her fully with the towel
"Are you alright?" you asked again. "Are you hurt? Do you need me to get you something?"
>Twilight sighed as you took in a breath
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>"...I think I'm alright," she muttered, breathing in as you breathed out. "But are you alright, Anon? I did hit you--"
>Suddenly, and for seemingly no reason, Twilight stiffened
>Both of her eyes shot open
>She looked into your eyes, then at your face, then finally down at your mouth
>She sucked in a lungful of air
>You exhaled
>Faster than you could see, Twilight's face exploded into a blush
>"OhmygoshI'maccidentlysharingabreathwithyouI'mSOSORRY!" she yelled, scrambling away from you. "OhhroseapplesIjustbreathrapedacoltI'mabadmareIneedottakeresponsibilityandhorsemarryhim!"
>She took two steps backward
>Her towel, no longer held by you, fell to the floor as she shimmered and babbled and blushed
>...
>...
>...
>Oh…
>Hell there boner, you dirty old well-to-do!
>Twilight looked down at her naked form
>With a yelp, she covered herself with her hands
>She looked back up at you, the towel on her head flopping down to the floor too
>"Anon!I'msosorry!" she shrieked, her head snapping left to right. "I'manawfulkisserandIshouldn'tbearoundstallionsandIGOTTAGOBYE!"
>Her still-wet hair flying every which way, Twilight, in nothing but her birthday suit, spun around and raced down the hall as fast as her feet could take her
>She made it to a room all the way down the hall, jumping through it and grabbing the door

SLAM!

>You jumped as the door was slammed shut with enough force that you could feel it all the way down the hall
>...
>...
>...
>Wat?
>You rubbed your noggin, looking over at Sunset
>The girl was standing there, looking toward the room that Twilight had just ran to with a dumbfounded expression and a blush on her face
>"Sharing a breath? I didn't think that she had it in her..." she muttered, putting her hands on her hips. "Good for her."
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>>29103873
Alright, I'm done.

If I don't post before Christmas I hope you guys and gals have a good holiday.
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>>29103876
How do you manage to write so much so quickly?
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>>29103933
Guess he's motivated unlike us.
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>>29103933
Years of continuous practice
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>>29103743
I really want froot loops now.
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>>29103642
Never heard of them, I looked at their story and it's pretty good.

But it seems that they haven't done anything since March so.....they're dead.
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>>29103809
I now want this.
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>>29103873
Holy shit this is too cute, LaP, too fucking cute.

Twilight's spaghetti dropping tendencies know no bounds. Also Sunset is a massive fucking tease.
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>>29103873
> sharing a breath is sexual in Horseland
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>>29103295
>Reading green in the voice of Gilbert Gottfried
....Well, I know what I'M spending my evening doing. I eagerly await a future where perfect voice synthesizers allow me to make Gilbert Gottfried say anything I want.
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>>29104119
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>Pony mares acting tribal to attract colts
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>>29103845
Just write through it bitch!
That sounds like a decent premise, c'mon.
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>>29103564
>3d pone disgusting
>disgusting
I can understand not seeing them as for sexual, but disgusting?
I'm legit disappointed and mad because of this.
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>>29104388
>just write it
FUCK I WISH I COULD!

Its like trying to climb a massive wall made of sand. Any progress you get is lost after a short time. You write a bit and hate what you just wrote then you delete it and start again over and over. It's hell.
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>>29103809
>>29104121
yes, YES

this would seal the rgre into the story
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>>29103876
Luv u bb <3
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>>29103788
>>Please sleep with me forever
yes
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>>29103768
>>You were about to pour a little milk in his cereal but froze
>>...
>>What if he didn't want milk with his cereal?
>>...
>>But who the hay DIDN'T eat cereal with milk?
>>No one with any sense ate DRY cereal!
>>...
>>But what if Anon did?
>>You didn't want to make him mad by just pouring it in without asking
>>You could ruin the whole breakfast for everyone because you just went and assumed something!
That's some impressively realistic thought processes right there. Not even being sarcastic, that's textbook anxiety disorder behaviour.
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>>29103809
>>Anon's dad is from our earth
>Anon's dad is the Anonymous from these AiE stories and he passed on his name to his son
>Anon Sr. and Anon Jr.
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>>29103876
<3 Merry christmas, LaP. Sincerely, thanks for posting in the thread.
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>>29103642
I just finished blood and friendship, it was dam good.

We need green on anon in gladiator combat.
The Minotaurs of the Pegasus would be the kind to have an arena
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>>29103743
>Juice without pulp in it
You fuking pesant.
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>>29103691
>>29103625
im not sure who Bombshell is but I like her already
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>>29103271
Juggy said if he got trips he would fuck a horse and kill himself. Naturally he got the devils trips when he said that.
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>>29103743
>Juice without pulp in it
dropped
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>>29104994
>>29105232
It's like you like living in the stone age
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>>29105079
why would a janitor delete that?
worse shit gets posted here all the time
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>>29105025
Bombshell a cute
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>>29105232
>Juice with pulp in it
Apparently I post in the same thread as barbarians. I'll bet you drink skim milk too.
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Twilight Sparkle takes her shipping seriously. So seriously, in fact, that she has figured out every pony's mate for them, matched based upon personality and genetic factors.

Except for you. You don't really fit in anywhere. Poor alien!
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>Amount of times Twilight was mentioned in just this thread: 29 times when excluding the amount of times it was said in LaP's green
>Amount of times any other member of the M6 were mentioned combined, including greens : 12

I want Twifags to leave RGRE.
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>>29105546
Isn't that Cadance's thing?
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>>29105546
That smile seems forced as fuck.
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>>29105546
>Except for you. You don't really fit in anywhere. Poor alien!
most realistic outcome of human in equestria
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>>29105611
Cadance doesn't try to force love.
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>>29105635
>Multiple sapient races all over the entire world
>Don't fit in anywhere
Sure.
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>>29105678
>every pony's
Since 'everypony' wasn't used, she didn't factor in other races. Only ponies. He's still got a chance to give some sweet mino(s) some coconut milk.
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>>29105728
or woo a qt griffon or dragon
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>>29104395
I'm sorry, I just had to stick with the acronym. I don't really find them disgusting. But they're sort of neutral compared to the candy colored cartoon equinoids I love.

I'm continuing my devouring of green after my sabbatical where I thought I could fuck something other than horses.
I guess this FrostyBox guy somebody mentioned is pretty prolific.
Just Good Ol Girls is possibly my favorite green yet. Funny without being too silly, great characterization for everyone. I nearly died at basically every scene with bestpone partyhoers.
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>>29105728
>Mino
>"You there! Sweet bull! See muscles, yes? Want protect? I protect. Is dangerous for bull, yes. You give coconut oil. Is for my влaгaлищe."
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Okay, so as pormised, here's one of the somethings, a little different but I hope you Anons all enjoy, and Shukaku20 in particular... Special thanks to SSTH for ruler slapping my story into having 1000% better grammar than usual

"Alright alright, my turn, and it's a doozie!" you chirp as you watch the other ponies look towards you with rapt attention.
"So does anypony know about Christmas trees?"
>Some tilt their heads, "Well yeah, duh, it's almost Hearthswarming. Hearthswarming trees are everywhere."
>Ooh, you got just the response you wanted!
"Ah! We call them Hearthswarming trees during this time of year don't we?"
>"Just get on with the story already."
>You scrunch your muzzle at the interrupter.
"I'm getting to it! So we call christmas trees Hearthswarming trees, but does anypony know why?"
>You hear soft murmurs and see shrugged shoulders, illuminated by the roaring flame at the center of you all.
"Excellent!" You chirp, "Settle in fillies, I'm going to tell you all the story of the first Christmas tree..."
>You clear your throat and accidentally trigger a small hacking cough.
"Right, uh, okay, so this all took place a long long time ago, during the Pre-unification time. The lands were cold and barren. Conflict between the pony kinds couldn't be higher. Food was scarce and warmth even scarcer. Nopony could consider friendship, much less trust, between the kinds and so runners were needed. And of all the runners, there were two that were hailed as the greatest of them all. A hooman male whose name was lost to time and his beloved partner, Chrysanthemum, who legends say is the allmother of the timberwolves, but at the time she, much like he, was the only one known of her kind..."

>The wind whistles past your ears as you and Chryss make haste through the In-Between.
>Her paws punch through the thick layer of snow, kicking it back as she charges onward.
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>>29105826
FROSTY!
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>>29105807
Or well, maybe it'd be my favorite except it's unfinished
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>>29105826
>You lean in close and embrace her around the neck, feeling the firm but giving wooden flesh shift as she runs.
>You can feel her hum with pleasure as you bring yourself closer to her.
>"Cold are you?"
"Sh-shut up," you huff.
>She releases a growling chuckle, "We will be there before too long."
>You hum in confirmation, and rub the soft moss on her chest with an idle hand.
>It's a little cold to your touch, colder than usual anyway.
>Before you can ask her how she's feeling, if she's feeling too much Frost building up inside her, you see movement in the near distance.
>A darkness that moved around the hazy curtain of white that falls all around you both.
>You sit up, your fingers curl tightly around the handle of your sword.
"Chryss," you speak firmly, but only just loud enough for her to hear you.
>You cast a glance to Chrysanthemum's satchel, it seems to be full still, untouched.
>You can never be too careful if a unicorn is near.
>Chryss slows her pace, allowing her to raise her head and keep her eyes sharp.
>You see her left ear flicks, and you see her head turn immediately after.
>By the time you manage to even turn in her direction, she already has her fangs bared.
>You only barely catch sight of the pegasus mare before you are tackled off of Chryss.
>The mare only manages the lightest touch on your neck before she is ripped away from you by Chryss' powerful jaws.
>You jump to your feet and draw your blade, a flurry of white powder surrounding you from the sudden disturbance.
>Two more figures approach through the haze.
>Before they reach you, you catch a clearer sight of the ponies.
>Dressed in tatters and completely without armaments.
>You turn your blade to the flat and strike at the one approaching you from the back.
>She is felled in one hit and goes limp, face down into the snow.
>A shriek reaches your ears and you turn to find Chryss attempting to bite the struggling pony she has pinned under her paw, "You dare assault him?!" Chryss roars.
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>>29105828
ANON!

>>29105834
"Chrysanth- uh!"
>The second blur took the opportunity to attack just then, preventing you from reeling Chryss back.
>The pegasus buries you into the snow with an aggressive strength.
>Snow covers your eyes, entering your mouth and lungs.
>A serious case of Frost?
>The pony growls in a deep baritone voice.
>A stallion?
>"Y-you killed her! I-I'll-!"
>No, not Frost then, or at least not completely, he's hysterical, and incredibly strong as a result.
>His hooves connect with your face.
>Once to your cheek.
>The next against your arm as you brought it up to protect your face further.
>Strong but unskilled, you manage to leverage a bash of your pommel to his head.
>You didn't hear a crack
>You put just enough strength behind the strike to drive your weapon, its weight did most of the work.
>He falls against you unconscious or stunned at least.
>You scramble to throw him off of you and get back to your feet.
"Chryss!"
>The crimsoning snow surrounding her front paws tells you that you are too late before you can even utter another word.
>She stands there, muzzle dripping and visible buffs of breath escaping her nostrils.
>You walk closer, she remains as still as a statue as you approach.
>Oh no, her eyes are so cloudy.
>You reach out and touch her neck.
>In a blur of motion, you are pinned to the cold ground with a sharp set of fangs hovering just inches above your face.
>Her breath smells of iron and freshly cut grass.
"Chry-"
>She strikes, the Frost must be deeper than you thought.
>You wedge your leather bracer into her mouth, feeling her teeth beginning to sink into your flesh as the stiffened leather gives way.
>You throw your other arm around her neck and pull her down, rolling her and sitting your weight over her.
"Chrysanthemum! Stop!" you bark at her.
>She lets out a low growl.
>You thump a balled up hand down onto her head.
>Bracing yourself, expecting to feel her bite down, you are surprised to feel her relax instead.
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>>29105830
Frosty does that a lot...get use to finding great stories that will never be finished.
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>>29105846
>Her eyes are less cloudy.
>The rich amber is beginning to shine through.
>She pushes you away somewhat roughly and starts pacing away from you.
>She alternates between brief sprints in circles and burying her face in the snow, and shaking it around.
>Chryss lets out huffs and growls as she does this.
>You watch her do this for a while, glancing occasionally to the unconscious ponies slowly being covered by snow.
"Chryss..."
>"Shut up, just... just shut up," she responds weakly.
>She takes a mouthful of snow to try and wash the blood from her mouth.
>You note the small pool forming around your feet as it drips down from your elbow.
"We're almost there aren't we? C'mon Chryss, you can warm up there."
>You walk over and place a hand on her back; she turns her head to look you in the eyes with a confused expression.
>"It's not... I don't know what's wrong, I don't feel the Frost gripping me as tightly."
>She shakes her head once more, shaking her body in the process and tossing one apple out of her satchel.
>It lands in the snow with a faint puff, near the ponies.
>You hear them groan and start to raise out of the snow.
>Wordlessly you slip a foot into the rest Chryss makes for you from her own bark so you can get a leg over and straddle her back.
>"Mnnn, huh? Apple!" you hear from behind as you both take off towards the village you were hired to run food to.
>Looking back over your shoulder you watch as the stallion and mare pegasus that Chryss didn't deal with fight over the meager scrap of food.
>They roll and tumble in the snow, yanking each other's tails and manes.
>The Frost has embedded itself deeply into them, they don't even realize their companion has fallen.
>But such is life for those in The In-Between...

>Your audience is enraptured by your tale, this sends a nice warm feeling into your chest that burns hotter than the fire keeping your hooves warm.
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>>29105846
Suck it, >>29105828
I am a different Anon, I STOLE THE FUN! PETTY VICTORY IS MINE!
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>>29105859
"She was right, it was not the touch of Frost that was wreaking havoc with her mind and body, but rather-"
>"Wait wait, Frost?"
"Yes, the blizzard made by windigos is magical in nature, not only does it chill the body, but the heart as well. They called this affliction Frost back before they knew it was the windigo's doing. It makes those afflicted by it cold to others, and aggressive, and the symptoms only become worse with more exposure."
>"Could that be why you are so cranky on cold mornings?"
>You scrunch your muzzle as the group giggles.
"I am cranky on ALL mornings thank you very much..." You clear your throat and give everypony a moment to settle down, "Now as I was saying, Chrysanthemum was not touched by Frost but rather, by pups."
>You hear some of the colts gasp.
>"Y-you mean?" A timid voice asks.
"Yes, they were with pups. Or well... so the legends say. But it was not a joyous occasion. She was becoming more aggressive; her pregnancy had made her more susceptible to the Frost. Even behind the thickest doors and sturdiest walls she was becoming colder and colder. The anonymous hooman became increasingly concerned for the life of his unborn pups and his partner."
>"Oh I can imagine, the poor dear..." You hear some stallions whisper to themselves.
"He became desperate for a solution..."

>Snow crunches under your boot.
>Your breaths are slow trying to keep your ears as sharp as they can be against the faint whipping of the icy winds.
>Visible puffs of breath obscure your vision, already limited by the thick hood over your head.
>You turn, letting out another puff.
>As it begins to fade you see something moving in the distance.
>That's her.
>It has to be!
>You tear off after the shape, hoping it's not a vision brought about by Frost.
>As you near you become more certain that it is her, her ears flick and she turns back to look over her shoulder.
>She lets out a yip and begins tearing away on all fours.
"Patch! Stop!" you shout after her.
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>>29105826
>Frosty
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>>29105861
You know, I was kind of curious about the exclamation point, but I suppose it means nothing to say that after the fact

>>29105870
>Anon

>>29105869
>"Ruff off you lanky bastard, I've no business with you!"
>She makes a point to kick a plume of snow into your face.
>You have to slow and wipe your eyes free of snow, by the time your vision is cleared you can spot no sign of her.
>The snow is falling so quickly her prints would take too long to follow.
"No..." you growl softly.
>It took weeks to track her down.
>Chryss is getting worse by the day.
"PATCH! PLEASE!" you bark out into the open skies.
>She has to be close enough to hear you still, the winds aren't that strong yet.
>Your lungs ache, taking in cold wind too quickly and shouting like you have.
>But this may be your soonest chance.
"I-I can put in a good word, you know of me, you know how much weight I have!"
>Your voice echoes into soft howls and get nothing more in response.
"Please..." you whimper, feeling your chest become heavy.
>A faint shifting of snow tickles your ears.
>A small mound breaks apart to reveal the head of the dog you were looking for.
>"What does the plant bitch's plaything want with me?"
>You chuckle softly, out of relief and the notion that knowledge of her condition hasn't spread far, she is still feared as the runner she is-
>She was...
"Patch, word is you have connections everywhere..."

"And a solution he found, or well, he was informed of. He heard word of a haven, secluded far far away, deep into the In-Between. A place that is free of the blizzards, a place that can cure Frost. It sounded too good to be true, but the hooman knew he had no other choice and so together, they set out with little more than a map and whatever supplies their reputation would afford them."
>"Well?" one pony speaks up.
>You smack your lips and hold up a hoof to signal a request for ‘one moment’.
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>>29105884
>The hot cocoa passes your lips, its rich chocolatey flavor tickles your tongue and the warmth settles right in your gut.
>You hum with pleasure.
"Okay, so, where was I?" You ask.
>"They set out, for the haven."
>You wanna do a little wiggle, pleased at how closely everypony's listening.
"Ahhh right. It was a long and arduous journey. Chrysanthemum mustered up all the strength she could and the hooman supported her when her strength faltered. They searched for days, stopping only for Chrysanthemum's sake upon the hooman's insistence usually, and sometimes not even stopping."
>"Wait what?" somepony asked quirking a brow your way.
>You chuckle.
"I hear the hooman carried her to let her catch her breath as they traveled."
>A couple of "Awws" and snickers come from your audience, along with a "Well I'D never let my stallion carry me" which was swiftly rebutted with a "Yeah, lemme know when you get one first."
>You roll your eyes as the "ohhhhh"s loop around, all aimed at the flustered mare.
"Okay okay, So, they searched and searched and... just when they were about to lose hope, when the last spot of food had been eaten..."
>All eyes are intently on you.

>Must...
>Keep...
>Going...
>Your legs have gone past the point of burning.
>Thick layers and coats are as good as sackcloth with this much exposure.
>Each breath is more ragged than the last.
>Your stomach has long since shriveled up.
>Skin is dry and cracked.
>And yet, nothing aches.
>Physically.
>Your only pain is the sting of worry.
>Chrysanthemum just barely clings to life.
>You forced the last bit of food you had down Chryss' mouth a day and a half ago.
>Literally.
>She spat it back up out of Frost driven spite and you had to force her to keep it down.
>You can feel your nerves thinning.
>Hateful thoughts linger at the edge of your mind when you look at her.
>Even more spring up when you shoulder her and drag her tired pathetic body along.
>And for what?
>The word of a diamond dog?
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>>29105904
>Words that are usually only as good as the shine of the gems you can offer them.
>That frigid bitch, only told you what you wanted to hear to get her mangy paws on-
>"Mmnn..." Chryss stirs, letting out a shuddered breath against your ear.
>A shiver runs down your spine.
>And a warmth rises in your chest.
>You take another step; your boot meets a tall rock that is covered by snow.
>Your weakly held balance falters.
>Your body cannot support the sudden shift and your knees meet the cold wet ground.
"Argh!" you growl, feeling a very faint and dull throb travel up your legs.
>Chryss...
>If you could speak, you'd tell her you were sorry.
>That you love her.
>That you will join her shortly.
>With the last bits of strength you can muster, you fall forward, rolling her limp body onto the cold snow.
>You should have just left her out in this damned tundra.
>Her womb is only full of mouths you couldn't possibly hope to feed.
>She's noth-
>You sit up, looking over her weak and trembling form.
>Your arms curl under her cold body and drag her up from the snow.
>With only willpower commanding your muscles, you manage to hoist her up into your lap and rest her against you.
>Your arms wrap around her tightly, feeling her shake against you.
>The other half of your heart.
>Carrying with all the power she can muster your love.
>You let your head droop into the stiff but still giving petals around her neck.
>"I love you."
>How you wish you could speak the words.
>But you're spent.
>Everything you could give to keep her warm for just a little while longer.
>You open your eyes and gaze out into the white haze.
>It's the same as it's always been.
>It's...
>Twinkling?
>Is that... twinkling?
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>>29105912
"They say it's unlike anything in the world. The greenest grass with the sweetest smelling air. A small community of all kinds, living together in harmony around a massive trunk. Towering over them all, protecting them from the cold and even piercing into the windigo's icy clouds, stood the tallest tree."
>"A tree? how is a massive tree supposed to do anything?"
"It's needles were full of life and giving enough that they could be made into cloth, it's bark burned the hottest, and it bore the most delicious fruit. It's said that the fruits could grow to be so big that somepony could live in one if it was hollowed out, and that they shined so brightly they were like multicolored moons and stars, illuminating the shadowy "sky" that hung over this village."
>The questioning mare closes her mouth, opens it again with a slightly raised hoof only to be pulled back down by a stallion next to her, "Shh, I wanna hear the rest," you hear him whisper to her, finally settling the mare down.
"With only hope to guide him, the hooman reached the outskirts of this settlement. There they were greeted warmly by ponies of all races, minos, diamond dogs, and gryphons alike. The pair were quickly brought in and cared for, it was like a dream for the two weary runners, that is until they were given a meal..."

>You cough violently into the nearby basket, getting the last bit of bile out with a follow up hacking spit.
>The sounds of reaching reaches your ears, sending you into another fit of vomiting.
"Chrysan-" you are cut off by another wave of sickness that wrings your stomach further.
>Your throat burns as the sick leaves you.
>Weary and worried you try to rise to weak limbs.
"Chryss!"
>Only to fall to your knees and almost land face first into your own sick.
>You can hear her vomiting still, in the next room.
>Light hoofsteps also reach your ears.
>Ones that you somehow already know to associate with the first face you saw here.
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>>29105924
>You raise your head and glare at the pompously dressed stallion standing before you.
"Saint Nicker... what have you done to us!" You bark, fighting back the wave of nausea that rises up in you.
>The bearded stallion looks at you as warmly as he had when you were dying out in the snow, not even the slightest bit of negativity or fear can you see in his bright eyes, "I am curing you, you, both of you, are touched so deeply by the Frost. We must purge it from your systems if you are to stay here with us..."

"And so began the integration process. The hooman had not been afflicted quite as deeply and was soon able to tolerate the treatment, even acquiring some of his former strength back. His beloved, Chrysanthemum, was not so fortunate. Her recovery was very slow, if she were recovering at all. She was still bitter and aggressive, her strength would not come, and her body still rejected the treatment every now and again. Her beloved, the hooman, was trying to acclimate to this new way of living, one that stems from kindness and friendship rather than bitterness and cruelty like he had been so accustomed but the condition of the mother of his pups wore on him as each day passed..."

>You slam an open palm into the wall, sending a powerful thud rumbling through the room.
>Corralled in by your sudden reaction is Saint Nicker, his face is still just as calm as always.
>Makes it difficult to be angry with him, but not impossible.
"She's not getting better Saint."
>"Why that's not true, she was out by the swings just the other da-"
>Your eyes narrow and your jaw aches as you grit your teeth.
"You know what I mean Saint Nicker. Everyday I can feel myself getting stronger while she remains the same. You said you were purging this stuff out of us, out of her."
>He lets your angry growl linger in the air, with more silence that passes the calmer you feel, and the more foolish, for lashing out at someone who has shown you nothing but kindness.
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>>29105936
>You let out a weak sigh.
"I-I'm sorry, It's just..."
>You release your stinging hand from the wall and take a step back from the portly stallion.
>And for once, you see the twinkle in his eyes dull.
>He lowers his head slightly, "I know. You are right brother; she is not improving like I had hoped. Something about her is different, the Frost is settled deep in her and nothing we've done has been able to properly drive it out."
>Seeing worry on his face only cements your fears in your chest.
>He raises his head, looking up at you with such soothing eyes, peeking at you through his silvery mane, "I can think of only one thing that might cure her..."

>"At the top?"
"That's right, legends say that at the very top of this tree is a pointed fruit that shines brighter than any star in the night sky. One that is said to cure anything, a fitting reward for the effort needed to get there for you see, the branches are too numerous and the bark and needles too rough on the wings to just fly up through and the frigid skies too harsh to ascend that way as well. The only way to get to the top was to climb-"
>You take another sip of your hot cocoa while the audience whispers to themselves, quieting down when you're ready to continue.
"-and climb he did. Driven by the desperation for the cure he ascended the tree moments after hearing about a potential cure, all kinds gathered around at the spectacle, awaiting for his inevitable fall, and he did fall, but thankfully managed to snag a few branches on the way down..."

>You scramble and reach out for something, anything.
>After a few more strikes to your back and chest, each knocking more wind out of your chest, you finally manage to linger to a branch long enough to take hold.
>The bark is rough like taking a handful of firm sand, good for assisting your grip but painful as it grates against your bare flesh.
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>>29105946
>What strength you had recovered is all but used up to keep you dangling, long enough to stand on a branch a little further down and regain your footing.
>You breathe heavily and cough occasionally, you can feel cool air blowing against you in the places where your clothing had been torn in your fall.
>Slowly you descend back down on your dwindling strength, each grab at the branches stings from the raw flesh of your palms.
>You reach the bottom in an exhausted and pained slump, breathing heavily and shaking with anger.
>Lifting your head you see several of the villagers watching you from nearby.
"What are you all looking at?!" You bark at them.
>Don't they understand?!
>Chryss is...
>"Why you o'course."
>You are drawn from your thoughts by the feminine voice you hear nearby.
>You turn to see a tauress standing nearby.
>She is wearing some kind of curved poles on her forearms, boots with pointed tips, and a large sack that goes over one shoulder, slips between her sizable chest, and rests upon her opposite hip.
>Her hands are gripping two handles that run perpendicular to the long hooked pole on her forearms as she rests the clenched hands on her hips.
>"What kind of crazy person thinks to go up the tree without any equipment?"
>She looks straight up and whistles, "I will say, you did get pretty far on that kind of crazy though."
>The tauress raises a hand straight up, bringing a hook around a branch that looms above her and would hang above you as well.
>She turns and digs one of her shoe points into the trunk of the tree with a grunt.
>You look on in awe as she ascends up, never once touching the bark of the trunk of the branches.
>She settles herself into a position and undoes a strap that bound the hook to one of her arms, with the free hand she reaches out and snags your scarf, which had apparently gotten caught during your descent.
"Give me your-" your command catches in your throat, becoming a brief coughing fit.
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>>29105955
>"Whoa there sugar, you got rattled around pretty good, and with no scarf to keep your pretty little neck warm either, it's no surprise you’re in this bad a shape..." The tauress coos, having reached the ground shortly and kneeled before you to wrap your scarf back around your neck.
>Your fit settles and you clear your throat.
"No I..." Your lip quivers, "Do you have any spare equipment?"
>The tauress quirks a brow at you.
"Please, it's very very important that I-"
>She smiles warmly, "Oh wintergreen don't you worry none. If it's more food you and Chryssmum need I'd be happy to divvy the share a little more your way."
>Chryssmum.
>One of the foals started calling her that, it was probably the first interaction she had that wasn't aggressive or tainted.
>She actually laughed at the foal's mispronunciation and the name stuck.
>You feel a slight pain in your chest and can feel worry seeping out of your heart and filling your chest.
"No, it's not food it's... I have to get to the top. Please, help me."

"-and help she did, but unfortunately he would not get very high for some time as she did not have spares, none of the climbers did, all of their equipment was made long long ago by their ancestors and handed down, usually from mother to daughter, and all of the climbers' equipment was ill fitting for the hooman, he would never reach the top using borrowed equipment.”
>"So what did he do?" A young colt asked, rearing up from his cozy spot atop his father's lap.
>You smile to the foal and continue.
"He set out to make his own with the help of the other villagers of course. Thankfully with the many races around that come in all kind of sizes, craftsfemmes were able to approximate equipment that he would then try while another climber assisted him."
>"And?" The colt chirps up again, only to be shushed by his father and pulled back down into his arms.
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>>29105964
>You snicker at the frumpy face of the son for a moment.
"He climbed, as far the custom hooks and boots would take him. And he fell, when his body or his equipment gave out. Then he'd rise in the morning and check on his beloved before climbing again. Attempt after attempt after attempt, he reached higher and higher, leaving behind the broken or slipped hooks in the great tree as reminders of how far he had come, but it wasn't fast enough. Chryssmum's time was coming, for both life and death..."

>"Welcome back, beloved."
>Her voice is so weak, but even her soft croaks manage to lift your spirits.
"Greetings Chryssmum."
>She smiles softly and closes her eyes as you approach.
>You can feel her humming as your lips touch the tip of her snout.
>You lean back and take her in.
>Circumstances aside, It is incredible how much she has changed.
>The villagers are doing everything they can for her, to keep her going while you work to reach the top of the tree.
>This is something you never could have dreamed to happen out in the cold.
>It's faint but even the smallest glimmer of life she clings to is brilliant and beautiful.
>You close your eyes and a few tightly guarded sobs slip through.
>Your hands clench tightly as tears begin to trickle down your cheeks.
>A warmth meets your nose, gradually getting larger as it comes against your cheek and lips.
>Opening you eyes you can see a dull amber color against a white background.
>Chryss is nuzzling your cheek softly, "I'm so tired..." she whispers.
"I-I know..." you mumble back.
>You throw your arms around her and hold her tightly, she limply comes into your embrace and rests against you.
>What are you supposed to do?
>The tree is littered with hooks, there's practically one on each branch by now.
>The bark is good for burning and building, but when cut small enough to be light and wieldable with one hand it's not good enough.
>You need something stronger, and lighter, something like your sw-
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>>29105975
>A gasp escapes your lips and you continue to hold Chryss until she returns to a slumber.
>You lay her down gently and retreat to another room.
>A simple wooden door stands in your way.
>A door that you have not touched since putting this part of your life away...
"Just in case." You mumble to yourself, much like you did when first storing away your past here.
>One last connection to the world beyond the shade of this tree.
>Opening the door you find everything exactly as you left it.
>The handle of your trusted sword glistens as the light from the room trickles in.
>It leans against your armor, bundled up on the floor, the thick flesh-tree bark looks just the same as the day you left it in here.
>This is it.
>The last resort you gave yourself had this placed turned out to be too good to be true.
>But it hasn't.
>It has actually been everything you could ever dream of.
>You retrieve your items from the room and walk back to where Chryss is resting.
>Her breathing is slow and quiet.
>A sigh escapes your lips.
"Not quite everything, but soon..."
>You kiss Chryss on the snout, her tongue protrudes out to lap at you, but it was too slow.
"I love you, Chrysanthemum" you whisper, scratching her left ear just the way she likes.
>You rise and leave the home you share together, heading towards the craftsfemme region.
>Items held tightly in your grasp as you walk.
>You receive smiles and words of encouragement as you walk.
>Some even offer to take your items for you.
>Not a single one has a hint of concern in their eyes.
>And it's not that they've forgotten what these items were, you brandished them around quite dangerously when you and Chryss arrived here in your delirious Frost stricken state.
>But rather that they've forgiven you, you and Chryss are trusted fully.
>Your weapon.
>Your armor.
>They're pointless here.
>In your home.
>At least as they are now…
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>>29105848
It's kind of amusing to have this conversation as (having been conjured by his name, like the devil he is) he dumps a pile of green on our heads.
If only it were the right green
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>>29105996
"Clang! Clang! Went their makeshift stone tools!" You roar, mimicking the motions of a smithpony, "Fwoosh! Roared the fire that burned just hot enough!" You even wave your hooves high up in the air to emphasize how high the flames went, "The hooman gave everything of his old life to the craftfemmes, and they made for him equipment that he hoped would not fail him, for he didn't think he would have another chance. Chryssmum was fading. The whole village gathered at the great tree's trunk. Chryssmum was tended to, but her heart was little more than an ice sculpture. Other climbers assisted the hooman, getting him as high up as they could. Supporting him and advising him as he ascended higher and higher and higher still..."

"Ooph."
>You wobble slightly as you land upon the soft grassy ground.
>A paw comes to rest on your leg, "Whoa there, y'alright?"
>Bark looks up at you.
>You nod, unable to speak properly for a moment as your heavy breaths won't let you get a word in edgewise.
>"No surprise, you took him up the highest after all."
>Again you nod.
>She tilts her head over to where the other climbers are, "C'mon, last I heard you can still see him."
>You brace yourself on her shoulder and shuffle your way out from the trunk to end up about halfway to the outskirts.
>Further back, just outside of his house you can see Chryssmum and several others gathered around her.
>Poor lady, even from here you can see how close she is to slipping away.
>A nudge gets you looking back up the tree.
>Your eyes scan up into the dark and thick of the great tree above, illuminated by many collections of fruits in the branches.
>Along with them are countless numbers of broken hooks that dangle down, occasionally swaying if a strong enough breeze blows through.
>"There there! Can you see him?"
>You look to where Bark is pointing, at one of the faintest points of light way high up in the tree you can see a small speck obscuring the light, slowly moving up to get above it.
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>>29106010
>You whistle. "That's higher than I've ever seen. Higher than my grammy when I was just a calf."
>You hear mumbles and grunts of agreement.
>"Well y'know, that crazy guy strength in time of crisis right?".
>You shake your head.
"No, I mean I do know, but... I don't think that's what this is. Crisis strength alone won't get someone that far, he's pushing with something more..."
>He soon reaches a point where even the sharpest eyed griffon can't keep sight of him.
>And all you could do, any of you, was wait.
>And hope.
>That he would succeed.
>That she would stave off the Frost for long enough...

>You brace your legs into the thin branches of the tree and lean against the bristles, breathing deeply and slowly.
>Your head hangs low, it's too tiring to keep it raised.
>Far down you can see the thick wisps of cloud that looms over everything.
>They swirl and shift around beneath you, almost as if they were alive.
>Or your vision is blurring again, like it had been since breaking through to the true open skies.
>To feel sunlight on your skin again was... it's an incredible feeling.
"You'd love to know what it feels like Chryss, just be careful not to dry ou-" You rasp before remembering where you are and falling silent.
>Mind's getting spotty.
>Haven't stopped to rest once.
>Can't stop now.
>The moon's high in the sky, you've wasted too much time already.
>You reach a bloody hand up and grip the branches and needles above you.
>Slowly you pull yourself up, stepping to the next thin branch.
>You hug the thin trunk close, putting your face right against the stinging needles.
>Your head tilts up slightly while you settle in and the sight nearly takes the last of your breath away.
>Up above, now that you can see the top and past it too.
>It's... so beautiful.
>The fruit, it twinkles so brightly.
>Brighter than any star in the sky.
>You reach out for it.
>And grasp at nothing but thin air.
>You take in another long slow breath.
>Your chest burns, demanding more.
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>>29106003
Sorry Anon

>>29106016
>It's felt like you were being choked for some time now, like a heavy weight rests on your chest only.
>Your hand trembles as it reaches out for a spot of trunk higher up.
>Your whole body shakes as you pull yourself up higher.
>Everything spins for a brief moment and you hug against the tree and breath as deeply as you can to slow it down.
>Lifting your head again, you reach out for the beaming fruit.
>You can feel a warmth radiating on your palm, traveling down your arm.
>Settling in your heart.
"I'm so close... it's so beautiful Chryss, you'd love the view... hard to see it now, visions getting dark, air is thin..."
>You reach out into the swirling darkness.
>For the last glimmer of light you can see fading away from you.
"It's warm Chryss... I know you hate warm fruit... s-sorry..."

>"She's so cold."
"Well get her more blankets."
>"I-I'm sorry Saint Ni-"
"Please, just..."
>You look into the Steady Pulse's eyes.
>The medic looks completely haggard, there are deep dark circles under her eyes.
>Others have come and go, but she has not once left Chrysanthemum's side.
>You shoot a glance to the great tree.
>It's pitch black beyond the protection of the thick branches and myriads of needles.
>She does not have much time left.
"Please... hurr-"
>"Eve---ne."
>You hear a commotion coming further on the outskirts.
>Whispers and mumbles gradually become rumbles and questioning voices.
"What is it? New visitors?"
>"No... i-it's... l-look!" A mare shouts between panted breaths, nearly tumbling over herself as she was sprinting to reach you.
>She points her hoof to the outskirts and your eyes follow.
>All kinds are beginning to travel outwards, but in the gaps between the shrinking bodies you can see a bright twinkling of light.
>Your breath catches in your throat.
"Can it be…?"
>It must.
>You turn the the tired medic and touch your forehead to hers.
"Steady, keep her going, whatever you have to do." You whisper.
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>>29106028
>She gives you a brief embrace and releases you.
>You charge out for the outskirts going as fast as your legs will take you.
>As others race to see what they commotion is about, some go the other way, running to assist Steady.
>Your heart swells with hope knowing that this ordeal will be over soon and you can all truly welcome Chryssmum in as you have with-
>"Saint Nicker!"
"I know, let me through please!"
>The group gathering at the outskirts of the great tree part to let you out into the frigid cold.
>You brace yourself and hug your cloak tightly as you step out.
>Only to find that you don't need it.
>It's cold sure, but there is no snow falling where you stand.
>As more gather around you, all of them with neck craned to the sky, you look up and understand why that is.
"It's... so..."
>"What is it father?" You hear a young pup chirp, her voice muffled as she speaks while shying away from the open skies by using her father's scarf.
>He looks down at her with tears in his eyes. "That big round thing is called the m-moon, a-and the small sparkles are called s-stars," he whispers back, just barely keeping his composure under a sight he likely only remembers from his own childhood.
>At the mention of stars you snap back to attention and glance around the blankets of white before your eyes settle on the dimming brightness you saw before.
>Trotting over to the very center of the clear area made by the parting in the thick clouds, you find a fruit.
>Not much larger than your hoof.
>Yellow but under the light of the full moon it glows with a brilliant light.
>This is it.
"You really did it..."
>You hear whispers of awe and cheers of excitement as the whole community slowly trickles in, gathering under the light of the moon.
>Among the cheers, gradually came cries.
>You look through the crowd to see Steady Pulse rushing towards you with Chryssmum in magical tow.
>The frantic look on her face tells you all you need to know.
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>>29106039
>You tuck the fruit closely to you, shivering slightly from the cold skin of the fruit against your coat, and race to meet her.

"They say he reached the top of the world and moved the cloudy Elysian Fields himself so that he might gaze down upon his beloved one last time..."
>The crackling of the fire is the only sound for a time.
>"What happened?" A filly chirps softly, uneager to break the tense silence.
"Hmm?"
>"What happened to Chryssmum" she asks.
"The allmother recovered almost instantly, the fruit that bore from the labors of her beloved hooman cured her heart from being frozen over, her strength returned immediately, and she was eager to bask in the beautiful moonlight as she waited for the father of her pups to return but..."
>You can see the filly's eyes glimmer with hope, her father wraps his hooves around her torso and pulls her close.
>His lips are turned downward, expecting that he'll need to comfort his daughter who has yet to catch on.
"He didn't. A group of pegasi and gryphons flew up to bring the hooman down now that there is a parting in the sky, but she knew before they even left ground that he was gone."
>The filly's eyes widen as she struggles to grasp what you're saying, you can see her bottom lip quiver and even see her struggle to keep it firm, likely how her mother taught her to do.
"She let out a pained howl, one that is said to have shaken the world down to its core and through to the other side, for the loss of her beloved. A howl so mighty that it took from her the ability to speak again, or it is also said that she was so stricken with grief that she could not ever muster the strength to speak."
>You can hear the father cooing and shushing his daughter as she sobs softly into his arms, he himself is tearing up slightly and being comforted by his herdmate, the mother most likely.
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>>29106050
"The hooman was buried at the base of the great tree, surrounded by family and at the heart of his home. Chrysanthemum left the community, unable to stay with the constant reminder of the death of her beloved looming over her head at all times, and departed for the frigid tundras."
>You pause to take another sip of cocoa and to steady your slightly quivery voice, this part always gets to you.
"It's said she gave birth to a myriad of sons and daughters, all of which looked exactly like her save for one exception. Their eyes. Rather than the deep amber of hers their eyes were all a bright glowing emerald, and that wasn't the only thing he gave to them all. The fruit the bore from the life of the hooman granted them all a resistance to the Frost. It would still take its toll on their thoughts but it would never freeze their hearts, allowing them to roam far and wide unhindered and after several generations they became the creatures we know of today."
>"So how does this all go back to the Hearthswarming trees?"
"What? Oh! Right... Once the fires of friendship were forged in Equestria, it had spread to the neighboring regions and eventually reached Saint Nicker's settlement. Some stayed and some wandered these new lands and brought with them stories of their home. They told of Chryssmum and the man, as he referred to himself as, they told of his sacrifice and the admiration they had for him, they told of the sight of the tree."
>You point to a nearby christmas tree, starting at the top.
"The fruit that shined like a star the only grows at the top-"
>Your hoof travels down to the middle.
"The large round fruits that would grow on its massive branches, as well as the countless hooks the hooman had left behind on all the branches as he worked on his ascent."
>You hear some gasps in the little group gathered around as it all starts to come together.
>And one dismissive huff.
>What's that mare's deal?
>You shrug and continue.
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>>29106057
"The story was passed around and got muddied over time. The memories became fiction which became reality again, just smaller, in the form of tree toppers, ornaments, and candy canes. The names associated with this great tree were muddled too. Chryss and man, Chryssmum, ChryssMan, Chryssmass, and eventually as Equuish was refined it became Christmas, spelled as we know it now..."
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>>29106068
>....
>That's minotaur crap
>You lean back against the log you may or may not have fallen off of, sqinting your eyes at the mare on the other end of the campfire
"That's bullcrap and you know it."
>You see her face sour but you don't care
>You see you've been commiserating with your best friends while she was talking
>Jenny Walker
>Applejack Daniels
>paint thinner
>And you know bullcrap when you hear it
"Listen, I know you're just trying to set the mood so our hubbies will snuggle all the closer to us-"
>"Oh you're no fun-"
"Mmm, but I don't mind stories for stories' sake. But when you try to pass that off as history, then I take issue."
>A few of the mares roll their eyes
>Some stallions chuckle
>But nopony tells you to stop
>And not being told to cease and desist is THE EXACT SAME THING as permission to move forward!
"So. You wanna know the story of the first Hearthswarming tree, and how timberwolves are made?"
>The previous, LYING storytelling mare crosses her forehooves. "What, and you know it? You, the drunk-"
"PROFESSIONAL ALCOHOL PROFESSOR, thank you very much."
>"That's not even a-"
"And you can't use that word. That's *our* word."
>"What, drunk?" a stallion chirps
"No, the."
>"...what?"
"What?"
>You stare him down for a few moments before he rolls his eyes
"That's what I thought. So anyway. There are some points of truth to the story she told - yes, this is an old story. Not as old as pre-unification, mind you. Yes, it does involve a hue-mane (which is how you pronounce it, thankyouverymuch), and a tree. Now, I heard this one secondhoof-"
>"So you KNOW it's good-"
"Ugh stop being literal salt and cool your teats. I heard this secondhoof from Celestia's lead archivist when we were pulling Hearthswarming duty - that year when the yakyakistan ambassador had a heart attack because they're all autistic and Discord thought it was Luna's gift to him, remember?"
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>>29104167
I was just waiting the whole time for Sunset to flash Anon.

>>29103876
Have a good one LaP, thanks for all the green.
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>>29106074
>"Yeah!" one of the other mares chirps. "Didn't that start a war or something?"
"Or something. Celestia just kinda melted one of their mountains as a shot across the bow and everypony went home. It was a beautiful thing to see, really, but... anyway. So this goes way way way back, post-unification. You see, a creature was found wandering the Macintosh range - and Celestia, being a bit more of a... warrior princess?"
>You tilt your head from side to side in thought
"...yeah, let's go with that. So..."

~~~

"So, scoutmaster. You're certain - this isn't another holdout from the absorbed unicorn empire. This is something totally different?"
>Your scoutmaster - a pegasai, nods, her silver armor gleaming in the torchlight. "Aye, Heir of the sun. It defeated, but did not kill two of my patrols - they were whipped for their failures, of course - and has staked out the Valley of Three Peaches as it's apparent claim."
"That's a bit of a problem, seeing as how we use that road for trade, especially during winter..."
>"Aye. Moving an actual force down that road..."
>She let the words linger, but you two knew what it meant
>Roam was one of the last places to accept unification
>Earth ponies, whatever their virtures, were almost all universally stubborn and prideful
>Useful, strong... their colts had a bit of a rough-and-tumble charm
>a little rough-and-tumble in the hayloft ifyouknowwhatI'msayin'
>But. To march an army, no matter how small, to take care of an unverified threat right near their borders
>They'd think the war was back on
>Mares in warpaint would be attacking your legions before nightfall
>And as Roam goes, so goes the old Terra Republic
>Ugh
"Hm. Has Luna returned yet?"
>"Nay, My liege Luna has yet to return, but we expect her back in Canterlot before nightfall. What do you suggest?"
"Simply... if a force of arms can't go down that path, but no trade can go through unmolested...maybe I should just take a walk to clear my mind."
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>>29106068
well written/10 would feel again
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>>29106074
>two writefags
Oh shit lads, hit the fucking deck!
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>>29106088
>"A...walk." your scoutmaster parrots, looking at you blankly
"Yes. A very enthusiastic walk. Maybe our state alchemist can join me, along with... oh, how about our scoutmaster, to make sure I don't miss any sights?"
>You grin, and it takes a few moments before your plan dawns on her as well.
>She nods, matching your own expression. "Aye, that could work just fine. I'll have my seconds keeping everypony busy until we return."
"Good. I'll get Starswirl onboard, and together the three of us will just take a walk. I'm sure the Roaman senate won't have any trouble with that."

~~~

>"So wait."
>You frown as you're interrupted by a cutie patootie
>"I-I am not!" the stallion says, blushing hard
>whoops. talked out loud again
"Anyway, yes?"
>"J-just... so Celestia, Starswirl and Typhoon left to do battle against a monster hyue-men?"
"It's pronounced HIGH-NOON, and yes."
>"But I didn't learn about that in history - the first battle of the united tribes was-"
"Well. It's not a battle, per se. It was just an enthusiastic walk, remember?"
>"....really?"
"Hoof to the moon, really. Ask the archivists! Anyway. I'll skip the boring stuff, but. They went to the Valley of the Three Peaches - it's now Wetpeach highway - and they found the creature they were searching for. BUT - and again, to the previous mare's bullshit story-"
>"Hey!"
"The Hoi-Mehn was a male."

~~~

>"-And so I just saw all these cute little ponies in their little armors and I thought, 'I need to boop them' and then I started to and I just couldn't stop so-"
>"Oh, I know! Some of the guardsmares just look so tasty in their new uniforms that I catch myself-"
>You are Celestia
>Battle Hardened
>Warmaster
>Slayer of Chaos
>Layer of Colts
>And you kinda wish for death
>same.senpai
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>>29106068
>>29106074
girls we just got double teamed

the writefags planned this didn't they?
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>>29106088
>Celestia just kinda melted one of their mountains as a shot across the bow and everypony went home.
Out-fucking-standing. This is how you deal with yaks, everyone; remind them that your leader is the closest thing this world has to a goddess and tell'em all "fuck off" without uttering a single word.
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>>29106104
>>29106107
AYYYYY


>The monster turned out to be a .... quite frankly sexy Amarezon colt
>He wore the spoils of his kills as clothing
>Their dead pelts flowing in the icy wind - matched only by his fierce gaze when you first approached him
>Your clit damn near rocketed off when you saw that
>And so you demanded to treat with him
>Heh. You'd like to gobble him up like a treat~
>But he just started to talk
>So you stared at his crotch, cause, yanno
>.....why not?
>But he kept talking
>and talking
>.....and talking
>And Starswirl, bless his well-groomed beard, was a very talented wizard and alchemist
>But underneath it all, he was simply still
>a colt
>And so the two of them hit it off like nothing you've ever seen
>You tear your eyes away from Anonymous' bulge to glance at Typhoon, whose wings are rock-hard and eyes are glazed over
>Heh
>Eyeing him up while tuning him out
>Good training
>She's got good tastes
>maybe you'll let her watch

~~~

>"Ugh, stop injecting your fetishes into EVERYTHING-"
"DARE YOU ENTER MY MAGICAL REALM?"
>You sweep your hooves over your nest of cider cans, glaring somewhat more drunkenly at the REALLY RUDE MARE who keeps interrupting you because her story was shit
>"It was NOT SHIT, that's actually how it-"
"No. Know what? Fine. We'll just skip to the Tree bit. Long story short, Anonymous was a relative of the gorillas. He had fallen in love with 'his' valley, and wouldn't give it up to Celestia - in both senses of the word - and negotiations kinda broke down. So, Starswirl thought up something devious to get Anonymous to leave."
>You take a sip of your cider to wet your whistle
>And maaaaaaybe add a bit of dramatic tension
>"...well?"
"Mm? Oh. He invented the first lust potion."

~~~
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>>29106003
Yup...sadly Frosty will never deliver the goods we wait for. Every single time. Lets just hope Frosty finishes this green before abandoning it like the rest.
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>>29106134
>"Splash it on him when he's unawares, and the first living thing he sees he'll desire more than anything else in the world."
>You turn the flask over in your magic, humming softly.
"Starswirl, this is ... very devious of you. I feel bad doing this to a male, I can only imagine how you f-"
>He stomps his hooves, silencing you. "He called my beard a swallow's nest and said my hat - MY HAT - was a mickley mouse ripoff! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS-"
>Oh dear, better get him off his rant
"Yesyesyes, well. We'll do this, I'll lure him away by staying just out of his reach, and he'll run till exhausted chasing me. By the time he comes to we're back in canterlot-"
>"And he's been totally shaved."
>Typhoon laughs. "Starswirl!"
>"And I've turned him blue! No! PEACH. He would look simply GARISH in PEACH tones. And it's ironic~"
"Mmm, so devious. Well. Wish me luck - you two wait for me to bring him over to you, exhausted, and then we'll snatch him up. Agreed?"
>Your little ponies nod, determination - and revenge - in their eyes
>Smiling inwardly you take to the skies, your broad white wings stretching wide
>Oh... you'll exhaust him alright
>You asked Starswirl to make this potion extra-potent, sure
>But you had no intention of staying 'out of hoof's reach'
>You're gonna tame you an Amarezon stud and take him to your stables
>Lazily you fly over to where Typhoon noticed him last - his little thatch hut sticking out like a sprained hoof from up here
>And... it seems like he's just felled a small evergreen - he's taking a makeshift tool to it right now
>Excellent
>Silently circling over him, you grab the flask in your magic
>At this height, you should be able to liberally pepper him - I mean, you can't miss, really - and then when he comes to
>BAM
>sexfight
>Giggling, you upend the flask, and the water...
>....turns into a fine mist....
>......which in this weather makes it into a powder.
>BUCK
>ok, you can salvage this
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>>29106143
>As you slowly lose altitude you charge up your magic
>Just, yanno. Reheat the powder with your solar magic, make it liquid again - it hits, you score, nopony ever needs to know
>Concentrating, you charge up your horn and fire
>And a few things happen in rapid succession
>One, yes, your magic does turn the powder into a liquid
>It also punches through that fillyofacunt like nopony's business, knocking the hatchet out of his paw and ricocheting the beam
>Anonymous looks up right at you with a cry - startling you - causing you to flap your wings a bit
>This... spreads the liquid
>But he gets doused - which is ALL THAT MATTERS
>And by the time you land, he's hit the snow
>Awwwwww ye
>You start doing your "I'm gonna get me some DICK" dance, wiggling your rump from side to side
>Ha ha everything went off without a hitch
>ha ha what's that cracking noise

>For the first time in this story you're Anon
>And what the absolute fuck
>You chopped down a pine tree and were going to make it your Christmas Tree/firewood
>I mean. You live out in nowhere now, and it's only by watching Primitive Technology on Youtube that you were even able to make shelter
>Let alone spears or fire
>But anyway. Christmas Tree in the front yard, as a reminder that you're not a savage
>Not yet
>But all that changed... somehow
>how?
>You blink, pushing yourself up from the snow
>Your vision is...pink
>Why is your vision pink
>What... is...
>You look around
>And the first still-living thing catches your eyes
>And she's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen
>Strong
>Tall
>Majestic in her spread out appearance
>Your breath catches in your throat, and your dick gets PAINFULLY HARD
"Oh... oh come to papa."
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>>29106154
>You are Celesia
>And you're not sure what's going on here
>One minute, you're about to win the sex lottery
>The next minute, a tree literally gets up, barks at you-
>.... oh it's a PUN
>fuck this world
>-barks at you and launches itself ontop of you, knocking you right flat on your back
>It's rolling around on your tummy right now
"...What is this. What is my life."
>"HOOOAH-"
>You turn your head to see-
>HELLO PAPA
>That's... a VERY INTERESTING PENIS
>I WOULD LIKE TO GET TO KNOW IT BETTER
>With a manic grin you see your target literally rip off his pants and growl, staring at you with
>Oh yeah
>That's breeding lust right there
>"I'M GOING TO FUCK MY BABIES INTO YOU-"
"YES!"
>Oh FUCK THIS IS SO PERFECT HE'S ALREADY ONTOP OF YOU
>You flail your hooves, trying to get this damn sentient tree off of you
>You want wood, but not THAT kind of wood
>You feel the tree shudder
>Then again - a shock reverberating through it to you
>....what?
>"F-FUCK YES. FUCK YEEESSSSS YoU'RE SO TIIIGHT~"
>*thump thump thump*
>. . .
>You inhale sharply as you realize
>'first living thing' meant 'first living *thing*', not animal.
>And your stud
>Your Amarezon breeding stallion
>is fucking the tree
>....and that means, most likely, the tree is attempting to fuck you as well.
>...........
>you're banishing Starswirl to the sun

~~~

>Your laugter joins that of a few other mares, with a couple boos from the more prudish stallions
"I'm dead bucking serious. Dead serious!"
>"No! That - NO. There's no way-"
"Serious! It wasn't until post unification that timberwolves showed up, and they appeared in the Valley before eventually migrating to the Everfree-"
>"NO. THAT'S STUPID. YOU'RE STUPID-"
"Maaaaaaare pleaaaaase. Search your heart, you know it to be true!"
>Your arch-nemesis scrunches her muzzle up
>That's right
>You invite me here doe
>And then try to get laid with your stallion by telling sappy stories?
>notonmywatch.guardsmare
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>>29106166
"Colts. Colts!"
>Those two muzzle flappers are going at it harder than ponice go at passing Zebras
>You put the tip of your hoof to your lips and blow hard
>Heh
>Most everypony jumps in surprise at your whistle
>"Aah!"
>"Whoa NO!" the mare who followed the first one just dropped to the ground and put her hooves over her head, "You're not taking my blood tonight batjerks! I got mine fair and square, unlike you screeching cun-"
>You clear your throat, silencing the mare in prone position
"Now if you are both done telling sappy horseapples-"
>"Hey!"
>"Ha ha"
"-and throwing out your fetishy fanficion-"
>"Ha ha"
>"Hey!"
"I've got some fetishy fanfiction of my own to share! And it goes a little something liiiike this..."
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>>29106184
>Be Anon in Timberwolfquestria
>Staying in Twilght Wolfle's Treebrary in Ponyville, a town that despite the name has zero ponies.
>Wake up and get out of your bed.
>You go and get soemthing to eat from your kitchen.
>Today you have cereal.
>It's normal tasting.
>Someone knocks on your front door.
>You go open it and see who it is.
>It's Spike, the small dragon child, standing on your porch.
>"Twilight wants to do more experiments."
>The inquisitive magic timberwolf has been paying you quite well for her various experiments.
"I'll come see what they are."
>You go out of your house into the expanse of Twilight's spare room.
>Formerly the site of Twilight's experimental teleportation rig.
>Now the site of your house and garden.
>You exit the spare room and go along the hall and down the stairs to see what new experiments Twilight wants to do today.
>They turned out to be more photographs of you naked.
>Easymode science makes Anon happy.
>Kind of disappointed too because she can't come up with better stuff, but you're getting paid for standing around.
>That counts as a win in your book.
>After Twilight has run out of film you and Spike go out to get snacks.
>Spike, being a local, knows where the best snackeries in equestria are.
>"They're all in Canterlot. The princesses relocate anywhere that makes good snacks there."
"Clever girls."
>Spike throws some magic dragon powder into the fireplace and you board the carriage to Canterlot.
>The magic dragon powder will prevent Twilight from being able to start a fire and burning down the house while he's not there to supervise her.
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>>29106188
>The carraige is a nice tasteful affair. It has marble columns and walls accented by gold leaf.
>Normally this would not be reasonable to have on a cart, but ponies have fucking magic so greceo-roman pillars are go.
>When you arrive at the South Canterlot Pegaport you disembark from your chariot and head into the city proper.
>That's where they keep all the snacks.
>Walking down the crowded street past all the timberwolves, you see wall to wall snackeries and food shops by the score.
>Each has it's own enticing aroma and dazzling sights to make a lesser man drool.
>But you are not just any man.
>You are Anon.
>Eater of snacks.
>Your tastes are refined and you know that only the very best will do.
>Spike also knows this, which is why he is leading you to the very best snack repository in the known world.
>The Royal Canterlot Palace.
>The towering beacon of deliciousness itself.
>Wolves in gleaming armor stand at the entrance, alert and not at all slacking off.
>You pass through the front entrance with the confidence born of being the tallest around.
>Spike leads ahead with the confidence born of being a fucking dragon.
>Tapestries, stained glass windows, and other artowrks tastefully line the walls as you walk inward.
>Your dragonbro opens one of the doors and reveals a very nice dining room with buffet tables of foods of all kinds, each delicious in their own way.
>Some of which are not delicious to you though, since the Princesses are timberwolves.
>You don't think you'll try the doggy treats.
>So you don't.
>You have other things.
>Things that aren't doggy treats or other weird timberwolf foreign muck.
>Once your trolley of plates are loaded up with food you go to one of the rather nice tables and sit down to eat.
>So does Spike, but he has a lot more gems.
>As does Princess Luna, who is now here.
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>>29106190
>"Hello Anonymous, I am Princess Luna"
>Princess Luna, like all the other timberwolves, is a timberwolf.
>Yes.
>A wolf thing made of wood stuff.
>That's what she is.
>She's sitting at the table across from you and at a right angle from spike who is also at a right angle from you.
>The spot to your left is vacant.
>"You are very attractive for an alien."
"Thank you."
>"Attractive enough to have sex with."
>Luna is waggling her wolfy woody eyebrows at you suggestively.
>"Let's have casual sexual intercourse for the purpose of mutual pleasure and to strenghten social bonds."
"No."
"I'm eating. Sex later."
>"Your wisdom truly is beyond anything this world has known."
>"So do you want to fuck after we've eaten?"
"Okay."
>You finish your meal and then follow the night princess wolf back to her bedroom in a tower.
>There are elevators so you don't have to climb lots of stairs.
>After disrobing you get onto the bed with Princess Luna who is looking at you seductively.
>You stick your dick in the timberwolf.
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>>29106068
10/10 would feel again

you fucker
almost got me to tear up
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>>29106166
wait wait wait

how did the Christmas tree become sentient?
and how did that start a Hearthswarming tradition?
does everyone in horseland want to fuck a tree on their fourth of july?
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>>29106184
>RGRE writefags do a fucking Christmas tagteam special

this is why we have nice things
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>>29105822
>Cows are Russian
>Not literal Greek Legions like their mythos origins

>"By the gods, a real human!"
"Gods? You mean like Sunbutt?"
>The tauress gives you a look that just says, "Really?" and guffaws
>"Ha! The horsies are foolish to think that those glorified bottom feeders can control the sky and it's stars! No, it is clear that Apollo and Artemis have total dominion over the world itself!"
>You were unconvinced at first, but it turns out that there are gods that live on Mount Olympus, and it just so happens that Celestia and Artemis are feeble demigods, who more or less function as alarm clocks to get the real deals going
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>>29106281
>>You were unconvinced at first, but it turns out that there are gods that live on Mount Olympus, and it just so happens that Celestia and Artemis are feeble demigods, who more or less function as alarm clocks to get the real deals going
kek
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>>29106281
>Celestia and *Luna*
Fucking typos
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>>29106200
Lust potion works on all living things, anon. The tree became sentient and "saw" Celestia. Anon saw the tree.

Let the lust flow through you
>>
We need green of rgre lonely anon during Christmas. This would be glorious.
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>>29106135
Well Jesus Christ, Anon. The man comes back to post a long-ass green and you immediately shit on him. Like, do you want him to write for you or not?
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>>29106166
>>'first living thing' meant 'first living *thing*', not animal.
>>And your stud
>>Your Amarezon breeding stallion
>>is fucking the tree
>>....and that means, most likely, the tree is attempting to fuck you as well.
Karma
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>>29106074
>PROFESSIONAL ALCOHOL PROFESSOR
Gonna steal that one from you BNW
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>>29106281
>You are Anon, and you've decided to visit the Minotaur lands of Crete.
>You are also lost because fuck you, right?
>You walk up to the nearest cow-person in an attempt get get directions.
>The map is in nigger-runes, and you wish you had splurged a bit and paid extra for the Equestrian map instead of this shitty Minotaur map.
"Excuse me?"
>"Чтo ты хoчeшь?"
>What.
"Y-Yeah. Uh, could you tell me where the-"
>The minotaur gasps dramatically and takes a step back, pointing at you accusingly.
>"Human! Is human! Look! His fingers, they are like tiny sausages! His nose is small and is for kiss! Eyes are deep green pools that I could get lost in. Face is chiseled like strong rock. Moustache is like handlebar from bicycle!"
"What did you say my eyes were li-"
>The minotaur grabs you and holds you tight against her chest, rubbing your head and threading its fingers through your hair.
>Minotaur...ess?
>The facefull of head-sized breasts says "yes"; this minotaur is 100% female.
>"Is mine. Goddesses shine on me today for you to appear, my дpaгoцeнный."
>All around you, other minotaurs groan in disappointment.
>>"Is no fair," mutters one, "Why so few bulls?"
>Your new best friend pulls away and hold you out at arm's length, admiring you with a slightly manic glint in her eye.
>"Come, come!"
>The minotaur tugs you along by your hand.
>"You come home. You give many of coconut oil, and we produce superior calf for Father Crete."
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>>29106551
>Eyes are deep green pools that I could get lost in.
But my eyes are blue.
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>>29106551
I greatly enjoy this yes, very much so.
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>>29106554
my eyes are green.
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>>29106554
>"Nyet. Is green like moss."
>You look critically at yourself in the mirror, feeling for the first time in your life unsure of an unchanging part of yourself.
>Nope; blue as the sky.
"They really aren't, though."
>The minotauress makes an irritated noise in the back of her throat and gestures for you to go over to her.
>When you get near her, she gently cups your cheeks and lifts your head up to better face her's.
>"Let me get good look. Mine eyes are sharp, but sometimes not so good from far away."
>She hums and haws, slowly easing your face closer and closer to her own.
>"Green.... or blue? Lush forest, so full of the life.... or like nighttime sky with stars and moon?"
>You barely catch the smirk on her face before she closes the distance and presses her lips to yours.
>Slowly breaking away, the minotauress tenderly strokes your cheek with her thumb.
>"Is not matter, mine Aнгeл. Is to be beautiful in either way."
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>>29106391
Are you missing the point on purpose or are you just this much of a dense bitchboy? I am perfectly fine if Frosty posts his writefaggotry, but if it isn't the shit I have been waiting for him to finish for months, multiple stories I might add, then I don't give a rats ass and the faggot doesn't deserve any respect.
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>>29106551
>and we produce superior calf for Father Crete."
>calf
>as in one
there gonna be more than one thats for sure
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>>29106598
Anon only has so much coconut oil to spare at one time.
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>>29106211
Right?

Still reeling at how much there is to read all of a sudden.
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>>29106594
hhhngggg
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>>29106594
>"Now come. Want get to bread line before other cows."
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>>29106594
Write more.

This shit's adorable as fuck yo.
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>>29106554
The cow is obviously a great magician

"Your eyes are green! Now they are blue"
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>>29106775
kek
I don't care what anybody says. Kung Pow was an amazing movie.
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>>29106775
SHIRT

RIPPER!
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>>29106594
>"Okay, An-non. Repeat to me after I am speak. Я жaждy для вымeни."
"Yah zash... zashdoo deh-laya viymeni?"
>You look around nervously at the suddenly interested cows milling around you.
>Meanwhile, your cowfriend is chuckling behind her hand.
"What did you just make me say?"
>"Tы cлишкoм милaя."
>She wraps an arm around your shoulder and pulls you into a half-hug.
>"I am to make you say that you lust for mine udders."
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>RGREqG
>Students visit Canterlot High for a competition
>They fly in from a school in eastern Europe
>Call their group "The Minotaurs"
>A couple of the women take a shine to Anon Anon being a non-RGRE human
>Stumble their way through the English language as they clumsily attempt to get into his pants
>"Your eyes are like moon to me. Is shine. You are romance, yes?"
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>>29106852
"....Yeah, sure. I am romance."
>The girl smiles and pats your cheek.
>"Now I will make the love to you."
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>>29106852
"DO IT! FUCKING FINISH IT, GIRL!"
>"Anonymous! What is so important that you have to disrupt the hallways and gather a crowd around you?"
"Mishka is perfecting her squats."
>>"Ninety, one hundred..."
>"Squats? Really?"
"No, you don't understand! She wore all Adidas today just for this occasion! I can just feel her breaking one-twenty degrees already!"
>Suddenly, the crowd gasps, and you turn away from the principal
>As your head rotates around, you see Mishka toppling backwards
>A sense of dread fills up within you, but you can't force yourself to close your eyes
>Then, as if the heavens above opened, the foreign beauty barely bounced against the wall behind her, and she stood upright again, each arm hanging off her knees
>A rainbow of Red, White, and Blue fills the corridors, and you can hear a faint whisper
>"Лopeм ипcyм дoлop cит aмeт, иллyм тaнтac пaтpиoяye eи нaм, eх вeл цoпиocae фaцилиcиc, coлeт цoтидиeяye тe цyм. Aн цyм цoммoдo пpoпpиae тхeoпхpacтyc. Цeтepo aнтиoпaм цoнтeнтиoнec нaм ин, yт дyo лeгимyc интeллeгeбaт, aн иyвapeт лyптaтyм цoнвeниpe ycy. Eaм яyoт вeниaм ин, дицaнт eлeифeнд мaиecтaтиc пpo нo. Ceд caeпe мaндaмyc aт, диaм тaмяyaм дeнияye вeл нe. Фaцep дeнияye мнecapчyм пep нe, ceд ey чopo пyтeнт."
>Today was a learning to loiter sort of day
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>>29106979
I bet this is funny...shame I have no idea what she is saying.
>>
Prompt;
aMAREican
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>>29106814
>tfw no minotaur gf
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>>29106979
>>29106979
Yeah...google translate says its Serbian? Fuck if it works though.
>>
I'm trying to decide whether or not I should go lewd. Never written it before, maybe I'll just cut it off and extend the non-lewd sections.
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>>29106979
>>29106989
>>29107058
It looks to me like it might be Lorem Ipsum transliterated.
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>>29107085
Don't. You wont get an honest opinion here because half of this thread is just horny bastards who will reply "m-muh dick" at simple phrases like "wet vagina". It's good that you want to try new things, just don't do it here because you'll receive false encouragement and don't know where to improve.
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>>29107085
Lewd is hard. You either are to specific and come off as fetishy or not enough and it is bland.

Personally I am a fan of lewd prelude with fade to black. A little heavy petting, some fellatio, and/or maybe even hand holding.
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>>29107116
>>29107120
kek
A little conflicting familia.
>>
>"Now Ahm pissed."
>"Now Ahm gonna git some penis."
>"Hey, y'all look pretty good."
>"Y'all look pretty good to me."
>"Now it's time for some penis."
>"Gonna be honest, y'all look pretty good to me. Here, let me do it."
>Applejack reaches down into your pants, quickly locates your cock, and jerks it off rapidly until your nuts start quaking and you shoot hot cum everywhere.
>You spurt hot jizz all over the seat. Now her wagon's going to smell.
>Pinkie toots a party horn out of nowhere.
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>>29107128
why a gif?
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>>29107127
In the long run just WRITE WHAT YOU WANT.

If you want to write lewd write lewd. If you want some good advice on it ASK FOR IT when you post. Many of the nameless masses that browse these threads couldn't advice you on how to change a tire let alone write lewd. If nothing else I am sure the other writers wouldn't mind lending you some criticism but they may be too busy to inspect every green that comes through and give advice. A simple request for criticism tends to get it for you.
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>>29106106
She is acting like Alucard...I like walks.
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>>29107128
>applejack giveing super hand (hoof?)job
nice.
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>>29106192
>>29106166
>>29106068
I wish to give my thanks to Frosty, BNW, and Drunk for the gift of green today. They were all wonderful I and love them all.

I would also like to thank all the writefags. New and old, named and unnamed, beloved and reviled, for all they do for us. Those greens that you have dropped in these threads are some of the only things that have kept me going over the last shitty year. I really from the bottom of my heart want thank all of you for what you do here.

I want all of you to have the happiest holidays you possibly can. Whether you were shitposting or doing it because yo enjoyed it, you managed to make one random Anon's life better.

Though its a bit early I wanted to say Merry Christmas you glorious bastards.
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>>29107085

>>29107136
This is the correct answer.
Write lewd if you want to write it.
Grow by trying new things.

This really isn't the thread (and I don't think pony greentext is really the right format) for seeking detailed, specific, or constructive critiques of your writing.
There's a writefag guild thread if you want that.
What makes greentext great to me is that it kind of has inherently lowered expectations, which helps with the hardest part of writing: writing.

Write more and you get better at writing that kind of thing.
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>>29106814
Actually he said "my thirst in the name of udder", and cowfriend implied that anon is "she", but cute appempt anyway
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>>29107280
>"What a pathetic bull. Abandoning his real name for some fake title that sounds better to the weakling equines."
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>>29101829
Lost in translation when?
I wouldn't mind more raising villains too (I know I know, not rgre)
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>>29103774
Who doesn't put milk in their cereal?
That's just silly LaP.
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>>29107350
I know some Texans that were weird like that. Some use skim or something else with their cereal.
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>>29103876
The first EQG green I've ever been able to stomach.
Ull turn me into a nohooves fucker yet LaP.
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>>29107350
I've seen people use orange juice, and I've seen an old guy use water before.
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>>29106979
NO! NO! I spent ten minutes trying to translate this and it full of BULLSHIT!

It's like Russian, Macedonian and Bulgarian all mixed together like a word slurry.

FUCK YOU ANON!
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>>29106979
>Google
Damn son, that last bit sounded clever as fuck. You should talk to yourself more often.
>>
Where is AMPHETANON?!
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>>29107588
Dead?
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>>29107501
>Лopeм ипcyм дoлop cит aмeт
should have been your first clue :p
>Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet

lern2cyrillic
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>>29106068
Incredible. Tying together the decorations with story details was unexpected.

But it's still not JAGOG.
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>>29106166
Excellent, if silly.

But still not DD2
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>>29107300
> Lost in Translation when?
Hard to say, I'm torn between focusing on continuing it or Cold Edge Anon.
> Raising Villains
Yeah, that's done.
>>
>After getting to know her while foalsitting, Anon has decided that he is going to help Scootaloo fly
>He refuses to believe that it's impossible.
>Not in a world where magic trees give out rainbow riot hoses to colorful equines
>Not in a world where two ponies who happen to have magnificent asses raise and lower the sun and moon everyday.
>When s unicorn can accidentally turn a pony into a houseplant and back, there is no fucking excuse for a pegasus being permanently flightless.
>If nothing else, getting her to "believe in herself" hard enough should actually work by magic horseworld logic.

>Cue Anon coaching Scootaloo around town, and roping Rainbow Dash into helping out
>Insert training montage here
>Running, dodging obstacles, scootering all over the place, pulling things with wing power, helping out at the farm, mixed in with some cutie mark crusading
>Gotta work for it filly!

>Mares sometimes think they should stop them, Coaching is more of a mares job, especially this..intensive
>But the combo of running sweaty Anon being parental to little Scoots is cute and lewd all at once.
>So they enjoy the show instead
>Except when things go wrong (as they sometimes do when the CMC is around)
>Then the flower mares get to do the panic dance.

>Meanwhile Anon has been quizzing half the pegasi in town about flying, especially Dash and Flutters as the two most different fliers
>How it "feels" to fly, how old they were when they first flew, etc.

>Most of them fall into two camps regarding Scoots
>Either she'll suddenly 'get it' one day when she's a little older
>Or if she hasn't flown by now she's never going to
>Most of those in the second camp blame it on her father being an Earth Pony instead of a pegasus like her mother.
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>>29107451
Wheat biscuits with lots of brown sugar and hot water, it tastes like toffee. Normally I just have milk and a drizzle of honey on mine.
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>>29101862
Late, but have a (You), you deserve it. Great story, loved it. Can't wait to see more.
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Ok, got an idea based on celestia getting sick and tired of gold diggers and proposals constantly.

Anon decided to tell celestia that he thinks he loves her and would love to get to know her better, she thinks this is just the normal 'I'm going to be a rich prince my whole life' kind of asshole, so she tells him an important part of a relationship is sexual compatibility so they should start there.

change scene to celestia's fake bedroom (why bring a potential gold digger to your real one where shit you care about is) and prepares the toy.

Anon is just sitting on the bed looking at some of the decorations when celestia gets out of the bathroom.

>Be celestia
"Ok, anon I'm ready"
>This is a bit mean, but seriously, you are sick of dealing with this shit every few months
>You walk out of the door way just for anon to see you, and his eyes venture down south
>You have on you a fairly large strap on, even on you this thing was almost a novelty size
>Every single stallion who wanted to dig for gold has lost their composure once they see this thing
>In your magic grip you have you have a bottle of lube
>Anon watches with large eyes as you put it on the night stand next to him
>You magic the fake balls a bit, they store lube in them so when squeezed it comes out the tip
>This toy was remarcably well made
>You give anon your best lewd eyes you can
>A drop of 'pre' drips down and touches the ground before it fully detaches
>You see anon gulp and close his eyes
>How will he run out of the room
>Will he trip?
>Will he make an excuse to be somewhere else?
>Will he make a scene?
>Will he...
>He sighs
>"Fuck it, ill try anything at least once. You have any magic to make me more stretchy?"
>He decided to play chicken?
>Few have gone this route
>Fine that's the way you want it anon, that's the way you get it.
>You magic him, and he just blinks
>He then stretches his mouth
>He then pulles his upper lip over his nose and lower lip below his jaw
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>This sight kind of freaks you out
"Anon, enough playing around"
>He looks at you without fixing his face
>" *Kerrsheeee* Celeshia, ish mot oshen that I get an ohertunity to do this, there a neirror in da dathroon"
>Holy shit this is creepy to look at, you simply nod, and he goes in to look at himself.
>This is not going how you expected it to go
>From the bathroom you can hear anon laughing hard
>"Oh my god celestia, how long will I be stretchy for?"
"About 3 days, its not easy to make spells that are technically beneficial last short durations when you become powerful, we never really train that because... well they are beneficial spells"
>You think you just found a new way to kill a few years of time
>"Cool, Im totally going to do that and scream at a few ponies"
>Taken aback momentarily, you are about to tell anon off, but then the image of a pony seeing anon like that and him screaming at them makes you laugh instead.
>"Ok, I checked it out, I should be good to go, just take it slow"
>Oh, you will
>The best way to win a game of chicken is to make them imagine what going to happen
>Anons nearly undressed, you get out a large, thin rubber mat and place it on the edge of the bed to the floor
>You take your time to make it perfect, make him think you do this often
"Ok anon, hope you don't mind but we won't be doing it on the bed exactly"
>So many stallions refuse to have sex on anything smaller then a king size (for pony) bed
>Not doing it on one they see as degrading.
>How many times do you see mares come in asking for loans so they can get a bigger bed so their stallion will stop being so frigid
>Where the hell has culture taken them?
>"Yea sure, that works for me"
>Oh anon, your good
>He grabs the lube and squirts some into his hand
>"Lets make sure this thing is all ready to go... dont want any dry spots"
>He starts to apply it to novelty size strap on dong
>Oh you are really good at chicken
>This wont stop you though
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>You squirt some lube into your magic with magic, and begin caressing anon with it.
>"Damn thats kind of cold"
>Going to chicken out yet anon
"No real way to warm it up in here anon, we can stop id you want though"
>Better to give them an out
>"Nah, just make sure you get it in there good"
>You decided to take this nice and slow

~5 minutes of celestia rubbing lube into anons ass later~

>He isn't stopping you
>You are starting to get nervous when anon interrupts your train of thought
>"Ok I think that's about it, lets see if we can make this work"
>You look down
>His ass presented to you
>Massaged with lube it glistens in the light
>Few have made it this far
>Anon cant see you, good
>If he could, he would see you losing your nerve
>He has made it as far as 4 other ponies
>You place your forehooves on the bed
>1 other pony now
>You think you line up correct for anon
>You thrust forward, hotdogging him
>Anon now stands alone, making it farther than anyone else who played chicken
>You give it a few more thrusts
>"Need some help there sunbutt?"
>You are shaken out of your nirviceness enough to make a lie
"Anticipation is key anon, but sense you ask, let me adjust a bit"
>He called you sunbutt
>Bucking sunbutt
>Lets give him a scare
>You make sure to line it up perfectly with anons hole
>And you press in a bit
>And you hold it there
>You give anon some time to back out... but he doesn't
>Well, you haven't lost playing chicken yet, not going to start now
>You press a bit more, and just as you do anon pushes back
>OH SHIT FILLY YOU ARE INSIDE
>"Oh wow, that's still a tighter fit then I thought it would be.
>WHAT DO FILLY
>YOU NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD GO IN
>YOU JUST WANTED TO SCARE HIM AWAY
>WHAT BUCKING DO

And that sunspot is how I started dating your father
>You look at your daugher
>Part pony, part human
>Anon calls her his little abomination
>Her eyes are wide and in shock
>Anons sense of humor has rubbed off on you a bit to much over the years
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>>29105536
YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
NOTHING'S WRONG WITH SKIM MILK!
SKIM MILK IS HEALTHY!
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>>29103802
So LaP, I am a bit confused. If the sink works, shouldn't the bathtub also work? The stove and the water heater both run off gas, so the bath should even be warm.

Maybe change it to melting snow for fimfiction if you want to maintain the water being out?
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>>29108011
Good concept till you hit the strap-on. Should have quit there. Simply for that part you don't deserve a (you), but this part made me laugh>>29108013
Never come back her again with that shit, and I see you going far. Also very relevant thing, LINK YOU FUCKING POSTS TOGETHER YOU STUPID FUCK!
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>>29108038
>Never come back her
here*
>LINK YOU FUCKING
YOUR*
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>>29108014
kek, that spoiler. This too.>>29108040
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>>29106166
My brain go bum and go gagagaga
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>>29106281
>tauress
>Tauren
We already have that... but no anon.
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>>29108029
maybe the house has had its old water heater replaced with an electrical one?

Though I gotta say one other thing, wouldnt the house still be pretty damn cold? I mean they still seem to run around in just pajama pants so it cant be that cold inside.
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>>29108014
I liked it. While pegging isn't my fetish, it's not written in a fetishy way. It's played purely for comedy, and Anon messing around with his lips to scare ponies is hilarious. Also, Celestia panicking about losing the game of sexual chicken is pretty cute.
Technically, I think only one word was actually misspelled, but aside from that nothing really jumped out at me as unreadable. The voices of the characters were pretty solid, and the spell working and lasting the way it did is reasonable.
>>29108038
>>29108040
>>29108043
Ignore the trigger happy thread police, write more green. I'm looking forward to what kind of green you'll write next.
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>>29107173
T-thanks, Anon. It's not like I write for you because you're my guyfu or a-anything.

Stupid.

Call me
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>>29107132
Because that way you can see all those emotions dance across Applejack's face.
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>>29107145
>miserable_pile_of_secrets.scroll
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>Got Email
>I am Dr. Long Dong.
>Dr. Dong
I smell Dong ring.

Also Scam
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>>29108255
Yea, I think i caught one word that was misspelled, at least obviously wrong too, and don't worry, I ain't going nowhere, just need to think of more funny situations for anon and ponies.
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>>29107201
Sorry, writefag who actually knows the language. I only know how to make a euphemism for big breasts in Russian and am otherwise relying on Google Translate for any Russian phrases. It's probably to no surprise that those phrases don't even really translate back when I pop them back into Translate.
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>>29108014
kek
>"So are you, uh..."
>You uncomfortably twiddle your hooves together, avoiding eye-contact with Anon.
>"...you know, into that?"
>You scoff and readjust the ice bag that you're sitting on.
>It's starting to melt and you'll need a new one soon.
"Not even a little bit. I'm just stubborn like a little child."
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>>29107173
D'aw

I appreciate the sentiment, Anon. I'm pretty useless this time of year, but I hope to have more for you to enjoy next year. Hang in there bud, and Merry Christmas.
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>>29108255
>I liked it. While pegging isn't my fetish, it's not written in a fetishy way. It's played purely for comedy, and Anon messing around with his lips to scare ponies is hilarious.
This. Like this Anon, pegging ain't my thing, but it was clearly written for laughs. Funny/10 would imagine sitcom laugh track again
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Merry Christmas everyone, by the way. Thanks for posting here, Anons. And thanks for writing stories for us, writefriends. I hope all of you (writefags and Anons alike) have a good holiday.
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>>29108338
Merry christmas, everyone.

I just want to say, all you writefags helps this anon to not be completely miserable all of the time, thank you for that. you help a lot more than you might realize.
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>>29107693
Fund it
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Minotaur pics got deleted?
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>>29108704
They border on anthro, and really, they pretty much are, so they're not allowed.
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>>29108711
Which is fucking bullshit. Since they actually fucking exist in the show.

https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2014/12/2/776493.png
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>>29108833
The thing is, people post WoW minotaurs or monster girl ones, rather than MLP ones.
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>>29108928
>Well, these are still here:
>>29106551
>>29107213(Dead)
>>29107280(Dead)
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>>29108937
Not for me.
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>>29108981
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>>29107691
Cold edge is bae
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>>29106192

>you are Wodkamare Trotski
>and you are 'nyetting' so hard now
>"nyet!"
>you slam down your tankard of Stalliongrads very own Celestovitch 100% potato vodka!
>Oh it is of beings empty
>you are of slammings down your empty tankard!
>all turn to you
>"nyet durnken Stallion! That is jot of beings how if happenings!"
"Oh? And what would a mare such as you know?"
>this mare or beings serious?
>"I am of knowings many things, yes!"
>"I was right hand mare of glorious leader Celestovitch! She was of tellings personally!"

"Cough-bullshit-cough"

>you are of glarings at filthy Cowtit creature
>you are beginnings to recount the tale
>"HAIL GLORIOUS LEADER!"
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>>29108892
Its not like there are a lot of mlp minos we can use.
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Where is TOBY!
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>>29109419
It certainly doesn't help that the ones posted were almost softcore porn on this true blue Christian scrimshaw board.
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>You awake to a weight on your chest and something covering your mouth
>unable to see anything, you panic and attempt to reach out and grab whatevers on top of you
>before you reach it a dull green aura fills the room and takes you by surprise, briefly blinding you and stopping your approach
>as you shield your eyes with your arms they're grabbed by what is clearly a unicorns magic, pulled down on either side of you and pinned to your bed
>"Well good morning to you, big guy. You really should learn to lock your bedroom window at night, especially when you have no big, strong mares to keep you safe and sound."
>whatever it is she's clearly female and she has an odd... inflection when she speaks
>you try to talk but it's muffled by what you assume to be her hoof
>removing it, she tells you to speak
"Wait..."
>squinting open your eyes against the light of her magic in an attempt to look at your intruder, you can't help but feel confused
"...my bedroom is on the second story."
>she giggles in what you assume she tried to be in an intimidating manner as you open your eyes enough to get a good look at her
>that's not a mare, that's not even a unicorn
>she's completely black with a wicked curved horn and solid blue, faceted eyes
>light blue lights that glow in the dark which appear to be her pupils seem to follow your every move behind the facets
>and are those fangs peeking out from underneath her lips?
>her giggling might not be intimidating, but the sharp smile she gives you is
>"Griffon got your tongue? I suppose you would be scared considering the number we changelings did on Canterlot, but no matter, I just needed a light snack befo-"
"Changeling? What the hell is a changeling?"
>her teeth clack together and she cocks her head in confusion
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>>29109648
>"What? How can you not know? We invaded the pony capital for Queen's sake!"
>you can't help but give a helpless shrug, or as best of one as you can with your arms still pinned to the bed
>snorting in frustration, she shakes her head
>"It doesn't matter, I didn't break and enter for idle 'chit-chat' anyways," she says, her toothy, fang filled grin returning
>"I broke in to fill up on my way back home, so why don't you be a good stallion and look deeply into my eyes~"
>her horn flares with magic and her bright blue eyes take on a more ominous swirling green color
>nope, you don't play around with freaky horse or whatever a 'changeling' is magic
>distracted and for some reason assuming you'd just lay there and let whatever is happening happen, she doesn't expect you to roll yourself over
>eyes widening comically in surprise, her magic goes out and her hooves flail out in an attempt to catch herself as she loses her balance, what appear to be... gossamer wings shoot out from her back and begin to buzz?
>"What the, stop moving you- ooph!"
>she's cut off when your weight settles on top of her, pinning her underneath your body
"Oh, no, I ain't letting you practice your freaky voodoo shit on me so you can eat me or drink my blood or whatever, you weird looking vampire bug."
>sitting up and straddling her lower stomach you sit on her so she can't get away and grab her hooves before holding them in place above her head
>glaring angrily at you her horn ignites once more, green magic rapidly coalescing around it
>thinking quickly you remove one of your hands holding her legs down and grab the base of her horn, stopping her magic
>she grunts in surprise, going stock still as those lights behind her eyes cross in an attempt to look at your hand
>wriggling and seeing she's going nowhere, she focuses back on you before speaking, her deadpan delivery nearly making you laugh if it weren't for the fact she was a home invader
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>>29109653
>"You grabbed my horn."
>flicking your eyes up to your hand wrapped around the base of her horn then snapping back to hers you respond
"Yes I did."
>she frowns, scanning your face
>"We feed on love, by the way."
"What?"
>she wriggles again, making you hold her hooves tighter and squeeze her hips with yours, her giving off what sounded like a pleased groan as her eyes flicked down between your spread legs
>"Love, you idiot. We feed on love, not," shuddering, her tongue flicks out between her fangs "meat or blood."
>they eat love?
>giving her an unbelieving look, you ask
"You feed on a concept?"
>dropping her head down onto your mattress she gives an exasperated huff
>"There's more to it than that, but sure."
>sighing, she closes her eyes, muttering to herself
>"Things would have gone so much smoother if I just dominated your mind quicker... now I'm going to have a hysterical stallion on my hooves."
>wait a minute, hold up
"You were trying to MIND CONTROL me? That's what that freaky eye thing was?"
>"They're somewhat similar, I suppose."
>you squint your eyes, feeling a flame of anger build in you
"So what's to stop me from picking you up and carrying you over to the nearest guard station?"
>she rolls her eyes and scoffs, one of her ears cocking to the side
>"What makes you think a stallion could keep hold of me long enough to get me there?"
>you quirk an eyebrow, looking down at her rather small body and the two hooves you're holding down with a single hand
"Really?"
>her eyes shift off to the side as her ears press against the sides of her head
>"O-Okay, so maybe you might be able to. Listen, you don't have to do that, you can just let me leave the way I came, I'll fly out your window and never come back. I could make it home on an empty stomach. Probably..."
>flame of anger in your chest dying down to an ember, curiosity and a twinge of sympathy taking its place, you ask
"What... do you normally do in order to eat 'love'?"
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>>29109660
>ears perking and light blue irises focusing on yours, she's quiet for a moment before speaking
>"Normally we just hypnotize a pony and keep them hidden while we take their place for a day or two, absorbing the love and affection from hugs, kisses and cuddling they receive from their family members or mates."
>but that leaves the question
"So what were you going to do with me? I don't see how you'd be able to impersonate me, and I don't exactly have any loved ones around..."
>her eyes quickly shifting from yours, she begins wriggling in place again in an attempt to free herself, forcing you to put more weight onto her
>"I-I was, uh, I was going to have you... uh-"
>stammering, she quickly lights her horn again, and just as quickly you give it a squeeze, causing her to groan in discomfort and lose concentration, dissipating whatever spell she was making
>giving her an unimpressed look you can't help but sigh deeply
>shutting her eyes and grimacing, she rapidly says
>"Please don't call the guard on me I'll never survive in the dungeon please just let me go-"
>taking a chance and removing your hand from her horn, you cover her mouth and give her an uneasy grin
"You could've just asked, you know."
>eyes as wide as dinner plates, she mumbles something at you
>taking your hand away she licks her lips and tries again
>"Would you really... would you do that for me?"
>letting her hooves go you give her a shrug
"Well... it depends, I guess. I can give it a shot?"
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>>29109662
>pulling her hooves back from above her head and curling them in front of her chest, she gives you a confused, suspicious look
>"But I broke into your house, I held you down, tried to take advantage of you. What stallion in Equestria would be okay with this?"
>shaking her head in befuddlement she lets off the strangest, yet cute chirruping noise
>"My training never covered anything like this..." she says, mostly to herself
>kneeling on either side of her hips, you pull yourself further up the bed so you're face to face with her, getting a squeak as you touch your nose to her snout
"I ain't a stallion, little bedbug."
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Alright, I gave it a shot. Criticism please. I feel like I may be too wordy with my descriptions, perhaps? How's the dialogue?
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>>29109666
I like thing
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>>29109674
Thank
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>>29109600
And? Its never been a problem before.
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>>29109666
Looks like a good start satan.
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>>29109666
The devils trips means this is hellishly cute, MOAR!
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>>29109666
but where is the sex, satan?
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>>29109697
>>29109698
Excellent, I'll be sure to post more later.

>>29109699
I axed it from the main story. If my writing is good enough then I'll try finishing it and posting it.
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>>29109666
Is cute. At first I thought it might be an alligator onahole sort of story, but I like sympathy cuddles/lewds too.
The dialogue was good, I especially liked the little descriptions that separated the two speakers, helpfully indicating both who is speaking and what they are feeling/doing. The regular descriptions were good too, I never felt like I was being bogged down, but rather I was being immersed in the story.
Lastly, cute bughorse noises are precious.
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>>29109741
Alright then, this is good. I have a shorter section of the story just about ready which will be the ending. I might decide to do little side stories with her and Anon at a later date as well.
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>>29109666
Well, The Devil, you did real good. You paced yourself well; you didn't have any run-on sentences; your character interaction is pretty realistic; and the way your characters speak actually sounds like people naturally speaking. Good job, The Devil. I wouldn't be opposed to more from our dark lord and master.
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>>29109666
"So you came all the way from Vanhoover? No wonder you're starving, how far is that?"
>sighing happily from her sprawled out position on your chest, rising and falling with each breath you take and eyes closed in contentment, she gives a quick buzz of her wings before answering
>"REALLY far. I wouldn't have made it if I didn't manage to hitch a ride on a passing train halfway here."
>an hour earlier when you agreed to feed her, you both found a comfortable position before starting
>when she told you she was about to start and her horn lit up with her signature green magic, you nearly flipped her through your still open window before she hastily explained to you how her passive feeding works
>apparently throughout your little cuddle session she'd just be sucking up any feelings of affection or friendliness you have towards her, at no harm to you
>she did mention the longer she fed, the drowsier you may feel though
>so no freaky mind control magic
>petting her head and flattening down her frill, getting a gentle coo from her, you frown in thought
"Why'd you leave? It doesn't sound like you were very prepared for the journey back."
>smile diminishing, she's quiet for a moment
>"... I got too comfortable, careless. The mare I was impersonating returned early from a business trip and didn't take too kindly to seeing me, well, 'herself' in bed with her stallion. I had to leave in a hurry, before the entire guard force came down on me."
>she shivers on top of you slightly before continuing
>"I think I have a pretty good idea what they would've done to me if they caught me."
>hand sliding from her head and down her neck, you give her a few sympathetic pats on the back
"Well, now you have nothing to worry about so just relax and enjoy yourself, okay? You're safe with me."
>big blue eyes opening to look at you, her smile returns as she rubs her cheek against your chest
>"Thank you."
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>you can't help but smile in return, leaning up and giving her a kiss on her forehead causing a tinge of color to paint her cheeks
"You're welcome."
>she reaches out and wraps her forehooves gently around your neck as you massage circles along her back and presses her head beneath your jaw, angling her horn so it rests against your cheek
>"You know I've never had this happen to me before, being this close to someone without a disguise I mean."
>you're quiet as she rubs her nose back and forth across the bottom of your chin, blushing slightly from the closeness
>"It's nice..."
>you can't help swallowing thickly as she moves from your chin to your neck and gently nibbles the skin there with her long fangs
"Y-You could always come back sometime, after you leave to... wherever it is you're going."
>stopping her ministrations she raises her head to look into your eyes, smiling softly at you
>"I'd like that, tonight has been very filling."
>shifting an eyebrow at that, her eyes become half lidded and her smile becomes a little more mischievous and toothy
>"You didn't think I was only catching feelings of platonic affection, did you?" she coos
>feeling your body begin to heat up, you shift your eyes from hers as you feel yourself start sweating
>she giggles cutely at your reaction
>"I can taste that too. You are a strange one, both nothing like a stallion yet similar. You definitely fluster as easy as one."
>grumbling at her, she laughs a melodic and tinkly laugh before her mirth gives way and her smile becomes more genuine
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>"I could also feel how lonely you were, how you longed for the touch of another."
>frowning, you look down as you realize she's right and she leans in to nuzzle you, returning your eyes to hers
>"Nuh uh, none of that. I'll keep coming back as long as you promise to keep loving me, how's that sound?"
>a small bashful smile returning, you nod
"I think I'd like that."
>bringing your hand back up, you rub her frill and ears, earning a happy groan from her
"How about we get some sleep now? I'm exhausted."
>her head dropping out from under your hand and coming to rest back beneath yours, she squeakily yawns
>"Yeah, sleep sounds nice... see you in the morning?"
>wrapping an arm around her and holding her close, the other pulling your blanket over the both of you, you can't help but feel... content
>"Yeah... see you in the morning."
>and with that, you both comfortably drift off
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And that's it, I think the second story I've ever written.

What does everyone think overall?
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>>29109921
>"Yeah... see you in the morning."
Oop, a little mis-green there. Fixed on the file.
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>>29109921
I like this. Is a cute. Bug greens always appreciated.
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>>29109921
Not bad, pretty comfy green.
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>>29109921
Pretty good and comfy. The only bit I would improve is here:
>grumbling at her,
Grumbling is usually a verbal complaining thing, so it would be good to have what anon said while describing it as grumbling.
Otherwise, it's a bit like writing "Anon flirted with the mare and she blushed." That is, it lacks the specifics that would make it more interesting and keep the immersion.
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>>29109921
9/10 would suck dick for more
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>>29103129
Well I got some time before work...

>You slowly blink in response before having to rub your eyes, you could have sworn that the little mare turned bright green with red eyes for a moment before she tucks her head down.
>"S-sorry..."
>Aww, the poor thing.
>Wait, empress?
"I think you meant Emperor good citizen, a minor slip up, but be careful or else the Commisar might charge you for heresy!"
>You ham it up with a huge grin to set her at ease, no reason to piss off the neighbor right?

>HE KNOWS?!
>But, but colts never go to-
>Wait, Emperor?
>W-well maybe he's new to it?
>Though he might just be making fun of you, why else would he be smiling that much?
>You glance back at the mess of your house.
>Wincing you squeak the door closed, but you know he probably already saw your shame.
>"Hey, it was just a joke, didn't mean to offend."
>OH GOSH!
>You didn't mean to make him sad!
>QUICK ACTIVATE IT!
>...
>WHAT'S IT!?
>BUCK JUST SAY SOMETHING!
"N-no! No, it's fine. I just, you said emperor, instead of you know, empress...wasn't bad. The joke I mean, it wasn't terrible."
>Oh sweet sun and moon.
>Your talking privileges are revoked.
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>>29110087
I like where this is going. Please keep traversing in that general direction.
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>>29109921
Qtbug/10
She should come back real quick and take anon off the market.
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>>29106068
This was an amazing story Frosy! Great work!
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>>29109648
>Nearly getting mind controlled.
That's a one way ticket to Deadtown.
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>>29110326
>>29110326
It's for Anon's own good. You see, no pony actually believes that he's from some sort of society with reversed gender roles. He's just mentally troubled, like a homosexual! Hypnosis is just one of the softer treatment options to make sure Anon behaves like the male he's supposed to be.
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>>29110337
No
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>ask blogs that post nothing but fan art and reblogs of collaborations
Yes, your stupid characters are in a big picture with someone else's stupid characters. It's been three weeks since the last story post.
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>>29110337

>Anon is brainwashed into a typical RGRE male
>He's subconsciously aware that Twilight did this to him, and her friends knew but did nothing, so he acts like a vindictive bitch towards them.
>Just them
>Lives this way for years.
>Settles down, marries a mare that his true self would have found mediocre at best, has kids, and becomes a traditional RGRE househusband.
>All the while having dreams of murdering Twilight and friends that he can't quite understand.
>Then one day, Anon receives a serious head injury that puts him into a coma.
>Two weeks later, he wakes up in the hospital but the mind control was broken by the injury.
>Twilight has no idea what's happened.
>His vengeance begins
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>RGRE is in another phase again
>Last time it was minotits
>Before that it was the Octavia/Vinyl prompts where each and every one of them involved music
>Now it's an endless stream of Twilight-related posts that either depicts her as a perfect waifu or an asshole whose personality is lower than pond scum, neither of which is her
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>>29111061
Isnt this the way Relationship problems thread or whatever started?
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I think this may be the end: http://pastebin.com/Xn4riUdY

> Be Celestia, waking up on the Saturday morning after
> You stare at an unfamiliar ceiling, patiently waiting for your brain to reboot and provide some answers
> Beside you, you hear the blanket rustle
> An arm flops onto your chest, a warm hand reflexively honking your boob
> Your morning dew goes from spritzer damp to waterslide
> Why are you so easy?
> Fighting down your arousal, you slowly turn your head to find Anon's beatific sleeping face
> Oh yeah, that happened
> You stew in your shame and arousal, suddenly too hot under the blanket
> What were you thinking?
> Sure, Anon is a kind, earnest boy with an amazing body, and your vag is still tingling from last night...
> Okay, you are not thinking clearly here
> You slip out from under the covers, specifically not thinking of giving Anon Jr. a warm wake up kiss with your cave of wonders
> ...
> Anon doesn't stir
> Right
> Clothes
> He said his dad was on a training retreat or whatever, right?
> You eye your bra, discarded on the floor
> Yeah, no, the girls are free right now, and you like it that way
> You pull on your panties and consider your dress
> You could wear it again, but right now you want to be comfortable, not formal
> You root around his closet until you find a nice long sleeved forest green sweater
> It's pretty soft, as you put it on, and the fuzz tickles pleasantly at your nipples
> You tug it down, somewhat surprised it covers most of the curve of your ass
> You know most of your height is legs, but Anon is shorter than you, is his torso really longer?
> You glance at the bed, where the lithe form of Anon lies tangles in the blanket
> Something to find out later
> You check the clock
> 8:05 AM
> You do feel rather rested
> Your stomach chooses this point to growl
> Right, breakfast
> You wander downstairs, finding the kitchen
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>>29111088
> It's pretty small, and a few minutes search nets you a little frying pan
> Eggs sound good, boys like eggs, right?
> You can almost imagine your sister's voice "Yeah they do~"
> If only your pervert of a sister could see you now
> Actually, no, that would be terrible
> You put some bread in the toaster and turn on the stove top
> As the first fried egg begins to cook, you wonder if the smell will wake Anon up
> The domesticity of it all warms your heart
> Then the door opens
> "Jiunior! I have returned!"
> That's the worst Shanon Connery impression you have ever heard
> More importantly, that is Mr. Aggot
> You want to hide, but the egg needs to be flipped soon
> M-maybe you can bribe him with eggs...
> Luna leers in your head, "Mmm yeah, bribe him with your eggs."
> Damn it, she's making you into a pervert too
> Meanwhile, Mr. Aggot pauses at the entrance to the kitchen, halfway out of his coat
> Oh, that's where Anom gets his figure
"Good morning, Mr. Aggot. Would you like a fried egg?"
> You flip it, letting it sizzle on the pan
> He licks his lips
> "You're the woman Anon was talking about?"
> Oh mercy, what has the boy been saying?
> Are you going to lose your job over this?
"I assume so. I am the one teaching him to dance."
> He slumps his shoulders
> "I thought so, but a man can dream, right? Is he blackmailing you?"
> You casually tug the hem of the sweater lower, covering the bottom of your panties
> Time for damage control
"No, far from it. Things just got out of hand, I never intended to take advantage of your son, I-"
> Anon scrambles down the stairs, clad only in his black boxers
> You do not need this kind of distraction
> "Dad! I thought you'd be gone until Monday!"
> Mr. Aggot smirks
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>>29111099
> "I can see that. Why don't you introduce me to your girlfriend?"
> Anon steps up beside you and wraps an arm possessively around your waist
> "Dad, this is Principal Celestia. Celestia, this is Anonymous Sr. Fontleroy Aggot."
"Nice to meet you."
> He nods
> "You too."
> An awkward silence descends, and you try to tug your sweater down further
> Mr. Aggot steps forward, grabbing Anon's shoulder, tears in his eyes
> "Are the shota?"
> Wait, you know that from the niponography Luna sends you
> Anon smiles back, eyes shimmering with pride
> "I am."
> Mr. Aggot crushes his son in a hug
> "I am so, so proud of you, son."
> "Thanks, Dad, it's everything you said it would be."
> Are they talking about straight shota?
> You think you are probably better off not knowing
> Abruptly, Anon Sr. pulls back
> "Well, I better let you two lovebirds have your weekend. I'll just stay with one of the ladies from the office."
> You watch the man leave, not sure what to think, let alone say
> Anon turns to you
> "Yeah, dad's pretty great. By the way, I like the sweater, looks good on you."
> ...
"Thanks."
> Then he grabs your ass
> Two can play at that game
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>>29111105
> Be Mr. Aggot
> As great as it was to act like a huge slut in this crazy world where men are the fairer gender, that changed when you had your son
> You actually had to get a stable job and get responsible
> It was a long road, and goodness knows being a guy made a lot of things easier, but it still fills you with pride to see how well your son has grown up
> You had been worried about him during high school, he never seemed to show an interest in any of the girls he knew
> You had thought he, you know, had shit taste
> But no, he was actually a patrician, bagging a stunning milf after months of seduction
> You may have to step up your game
> ...
> Maybe she has a sister?
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>>29111115
Good enough, at least for now. Hope you had fun, listen to the Police song "Don't stand so close to me", and weep because you will never be the shota ever again.
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>>29101857
Principal Celestia is a pedophile
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>>29105664
Reminder that Cadence being a voyeur mind rapist that's into incest is canon.
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>>29111115
> You had been worried about him during high school, he never seemed to show an interest in any of the girls he knew
> You had thought he, you know, had shit taste
kek
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>>29110950
>You are Anon
>A few weeks ago, a mind control spell cast on you was broken
>Any other man would have been enraged with a blood-lust
>But you know better than that and have devised a plan
>For the first step to get vengeance against them, you have set the perfect trap
>Ding Dong
>It's time
>You put on the stupid face you've worn for the last 7 years
>You open the door pretending to be surprised
"Why hello Twilight, how can I help you?"
>"Hello Anon, I received a letter from Sunny Smiles, may I come in?"
>You open the door and step out of the way
"Of course, come in"
>You can't wait to divorce the Sunny bitch, if you had to deal with her passive-aggressive bullshit again, you're gonna go full aggressive.
>But that's for later, for now your revenge
>You go to the kitchen while Twilight takes a seat
>You put your best innocent smile
"Would you like some tea dear?"
"Thank you very much".
>You stay silent as she drinks the whole cup
>Stupid bitch
>It takes a second before she turns to you
>"That was very good tea, what was in it?"
"Oh just the basics, water, sugar, milk"
>Your smile turns sinister
"Horse tranquilizer"
>"Wha.."
>She tries to respond when she falls off the chair onto the floor, but you know she still have some time before passing out
>You walk up to her and lean close to her face
"Remember when I hit my head, turns out that undoes mind control"
>You could see panic in her eyes as she realizes what she has walked into
"Scared?"
>You gently grab her face she she's looking you dead in the eyes
"Don't worry, you won't feel a thing".

>Princess Twilight Sparkle
Missing
Any info regarding her is to be reported to the royal guard
60,000 bit reward to any who can find her
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>>29110087
nigga, you better not stop
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>>29111144
>>29111155
>doubles-kek-mind
its beautiful
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>>29111140
he's like 17 bro chill
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>>29110950
Yeeeeessssssss!
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>>29111074
Precisely that.
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>>29111115
>Loose talk in the classroom
>To hurt they try and try
>Strong words in the staffroom
>The accusations fly

So, when does the angst start?
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>>29111115
You are a god among men sir, I salute you! Now we need an epilogue of Anon Sr. asking Celestia to bring her sister over next time.
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>>29110087
Very nice.

>>29109921
Yeeeees.
I love Floor Bored, and I like writing green, but I can't put the two together myself.

>>29111115
A++
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>>29111389
Good, goooood. Now the rest. Make them all suffer. And fuck Derpy for giving Anon the head injury.
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>>29111105
> Mr. Aggot steps forward, grabbing Anon's shoulder, tears in his eyes
> "Are the shota?"
Are you missing a you in that sentence?
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>>29111389
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6l5-Rup-D4
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>>29111768
Woops. Let's see, the (you) was inside you all along? I'll fix it in the bin.
>>29111711
Never. I like happy endings, in both senses of the phrase.
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>>29111827
Excellent choice.
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>>29111869
Nice. Have a Sunbutt for your effort.
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>>29111888
>That face
Not even the nip slip can save that.
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>>29111888
>>29111869
And another one for later.
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>>29110337
>She begins. You're surrounded by other ponies. Unicorns. Earth ponies. Labcoats...
>Magic and physical restraints hold you down on the table.
But Twilight, why?
>"It's for your own good, Anon! You'll feel better, after... I promise..."
>Her hoof touches your face.
>The doctors go to work.
>"I love you."
I love... you.
>Little tendrils of magic dance in your brain. Changing... things. Changing... memories.
>Action figures? You played with barbie dolls. Little Kens.
>Football team? No... Cheerleader.
>Carpenter? No... you were a secretary.
>Something in the back of your mind is screaming. Betrayal?
>...

>You wake up some time after... like... I dunno...
>A purple horse is really happy to see you.
>"Anon? You're awake! How do you feel?"
>Hrk.
>You vomit all over the floor.
Like, fuckin' hung over and shit...
>"Well, I guess that's just a side effect. But emotionally you'll feel a lot better! You'll fit right in with us, now! Actually, I've got dozens of books just for you to read all about life advice and relationship advice and baking advice and..."
Goooosh shut the fuck up!
>Twilight jumps back, seemingly shocked.
I, like, fucking hate nerds going on about their dumbass book shit. I don't need a book or whatever the fuck. I'm going home.
>"What? But, Anon, honey, I-"
I'm so getting out of here. This dump smells like shit, too.
>You get up from the table and push through the stunned crowd. Some ponies are covering their foals' ears.
>Purple asshole pursues you.
>A hoof fucking gropes your arm. You turn around and start flailing with force, and she backs off
Don't fucking touch me, or I will scream rape. Are you trying to like, rape me? Stop trying to fucking rape me.
>"But I thought you loved me, Anon! It's me, Twilight! We were going to go home and then have dinner a-"
Fucking ew. You're not my type. Fuck off.
>You spin around elegantly and flip both birds right at her. Fuck her. You're going home.
>You need a lollipop.
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>>29111966
Anon turned trashy bimbo(stud?) after Twilight fucks up? Interesting.
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>>29111966
That... good.
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>>29106979
I'm br and I fucking wish I knew how to speak vodka... The closest of another language I get (other than English) is macarena mamacita... Fucking hell I hate this
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>>29111966
Twilight realizing that the only way someone will love her is if they're from a different fucking culture entirely? And she realizes it by 100% irreparably destroying the relationship?

I fucking love it.
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>>29112014
The punishment for mind-control is terrific.
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>>29107693
That would actually be a viable excuse.
Birds have much lighter bones, and there skeleton structure is usually made to be aerodynamic (sometimes the chest piece is in V shape, etc etc)
If you took that off a bird many would have problems in flying as well, they would flap as much as they could but would never leave the ground
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>>29111966
fucking good, purple autism sucks.
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>>29112014
>>29112025
>>29111966
>>29110337
I would just like to point out that my waifu would never do that.

Done that, I think that that the punishment for mind control should be a more... ironic one.
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>>29112094
Nah, her general suffering for this is perfect as far as am concerned.
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This midcontrol bullshit is completely out of character.
Only the very worst and evil ponies would consider mindcontrol as an option.

>>29111115
I am enjoying this story.

>>29111140
Then I say we need more pedophiles.

>>29110087
What faction does Anon play?

>>29109921
>>29109660
>Mind control
Squish it immediately.

>>29109340
I have no idea what is going on in this, but hello, nice to see you over here.

>>29108014
I demand more of this.
JAM IT IN

>>29107173
You're welcome.
If you really want to thank us you could give writing a try
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>>29112206
>Only the very worst and evil ponies would consider mindcontrol as an option.
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>>29112206
Any Anon worth their salt plays the Imperial Guard. IT IS NOT ASTRA MILITARUM, FUCK ANYONE THAT SAYS OTHERWISE!
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>>29112222
>FUCK ANYONE THAT SAYS OTHERWISE!
even the Emperor?
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>>29112222
Chaos is the superior choice. Especially Tzeentch.
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>>29112206
Don't encourage the strapon faggot. As a joke its pretty funny with the stretching spell, but if it continues its shit.
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>>29100995
Can we have a story that's about a slice of life story of an ACTUAL Colt rather than Anon?
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>>29112234
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>>29112236
I honestly want to see more of that story.
>>29112240
Write it.
>>29112222
>>29112233
>>29112244
>opinions
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>>29112249
stfu heretic
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>>29112233
THE EMPEROR ISNT A FAGGO THAT CHANGES THE NAME OF THE BEST ARMY!
>>29112234
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU!
>>29112240
We had a few, but their writefags lost interest when no one was interested.
>>29112249
And yours are shit fake Durnk.
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>>29112240
thing is it will probably end up as straight up mysoginy unless the writer is a guy, its why femanon in rgre doesnt get a ton of attention.
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>>29111115
>> Maybe she has a sister?
oh yes
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>>29111150
That just makes her even better. She represents all my fetishes.
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>>29112262
>unless the writer is a guy
girl, i ment to type girl.
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>>29112273
>>29112262
Uh dude...he meant as in a male pony. Not a female character. Did you misread the comment?
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>>29100995
When's the next new thread?
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I want to write a story called High Impact Imperial Violence.

The question is, Do I write an Inquisitor, a Stormtrooper, a mellow Spess Mehreen or a Guardsman?
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>>29112295
Neither. Write about an orc with a genetic defect, making him act non-orky and reasonable.
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>>29112295
An ork pretending to be an inquisitor.
Along with a bunch of other orks as his ret-in-you.
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>>29112295
Inquisitor. Do it.
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>>29112295
>Inquisitor
DEATH TO XENO SCUM
>Stormtrooper
DEATH TO XENO SCUM
>Spess Mehreen
DEATH TO XENO SCUM
>Guardsman
hmm, i wonder if i can stick my dick in this dead tyranid
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>>29112295
Fuck, I'm torn between Inquisitor and Stormtrooper.

I'm going with Stormtrooper because everyone does Inquisitor.
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>>29112316
>>29112310
>>29112313
>>29112322


You know, I probably phrased this wrong. The first two options are STAR WARS.
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>>29112287
thats the point, in rgre the colts act like women.
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>>29112329
Oh. That's pretty gay, man. Either way, write about orks. I don't care what the ork does. Just write about orks.
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>>29112329
WHAT.

Go with the Guardman then.
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>>29112340
>Chaos in Equestria
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>>29112340
>That'she pretty gay

B-but Anon, Muh favorite fantasy universe.
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>>29112352


When you mobile fag so hard it auto corrects.
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>>29112352
I regret to inform you; If you like Star Wars, you are gay by natural extension. I'm sorry you had to figure out like this.
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>>29112316
>Guardsman
>hmm, I wonder if I can stick my dick in this dead tyranid.
kek
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>>29112329
Guardsman, Love Can Bloom up in this shit!
>>29112366
Star Wars isn't gay though, Star Trek on the other hand.
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>>29112350
>Discord has been the undisputed master of Chaos in the Equestrian universe for eons
>Suddenly these jackoffs from another verse are muscling in on his turf
>Time for Discord to show these punks who's got the home team advantage
>Khorne's Skull Throne is suddenly made of Candy Skulls, and the River of Blood is now Strawberry Milk
>Just in time for Pinkie Pie show up for his "Welcome to the Universe" party
>Then she ate his throne, and drank a good portion of the river with Discord's help.
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>>29112383
Star Trek, on the gay scale of 1-10, is probably sitting around like 8, right next to hardcore gay anal porn.

Star Wars is sitting near the 7 line, right next to traps.

They're both really gay, is what I'm saying.
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>>29112394
How Haram.

What are you, a 40k hater?
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>>29112411
Dude Star Wars is a 3 at most, the new feminist targeted shit would count as a 7, you would be right about that.
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>>29112394
This...sounds amazing.
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I'm a massive indecisive faggot. Have a straw poll.

http://www.strawpoll.me/11939610
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>>29112443
STORM TROOPER YES
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>>29112295
RGRE! GODDAMIT RGRE EVERY DAMM TIME!
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>>29112443
I'll check the results in a few hours.
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>>29112477
What about it? Why can we not decide on a character to experience an rgre world?
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>>29112383
>>29112366
I actually can't tell whether or not the talk about which franchise is gayer on a board full of faggots fantasizing about diminutive candy colored equines is intentionally ironic or not.
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>>29112533
Meh, everyone is serious about their shit here. We have fucking mind control fags shitting up the place from time to time because they want approval of their shit fetish. Just roll with it.
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Anyone have this guy's greentext?
I think his name is elephunt
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Idea, Twilight who has had to deal with more than her fair share of bullshit, being princess student, hero of the world many times over, and then princess herself, that she is long since jaded.

In comes anon who gives not one single fuck about her position or what she is personally, and over time becomes her friend because of who she is.

Anon popped into the world, and instead of celestia dealing with him, once he is known to not be an 'on guard 24/7 threat' he is given over to twilight for a more semi permanent accommodations. At least that's the official statement, anon kicking blueblood in the testicals so hard he did a front flip after seeing how he treated a maid was the real reason. Celestia made it out to be a 'punishment' but really it was a thank you in disguise.

So in pops anon to ponyville, and to try to assimilate anon into equestrian life she enlists the help of ponke, rarara, and dashy to live with her and anon for the time anon needs to get situated. They fail at every single turn, some spectacular failures, some more mundane. In a fit of rage twilight snaps at anon, and bitches him out, much to her shock, anon bitches her out right back, but in doing so she realises he knows her better then almost any one of her friends do not even mentioning other stallions. This is the turning point where she stops thinking of anon as a fiendish thing, and more as a potential lover.
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>>29112635
>>29112614
http://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/image/3CpbKNqg6nYhpoRcurnGqw/
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Does this thread save Anon stories into the archive?
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>>29105583
I want the other fags to actually write.
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>>29112704
It sounds like you don't know how the various 4chan archives work.
In general, every post from every thread will be saved automatically.
Not all archives save the full version of images due to disk space issues, but the text of the posts is trivial to store in comparison.
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>>29112730
I'm talking about the archive in the OP.
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>>29112730
(What I said is dependant on the specific board, since most archives only focus on a few.)
Desustorage doesn't save posts from /b/ for example.
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>>29112739
Oh, that.
As far as I know nobody bothers doing that since it's more work.
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>>29112745
Yeah, I just checked it.

Pastebins haven't been updated for what appears to be years now.
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>>29110818
Pencil-rgre-anon says:
"umm, what that anon mean?
Did he missclicked threads?
Can you ask him? I'm on mobile"
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>>29112394
Sounds haram.
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I want a story about anon encountering a mare-child.
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>>29112295
Yes
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>>29112886
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WITH YOUR MARE-CHILD REALM BULLSHIT ANON REEEEEEEEE
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>>29112837
You can post things on mobile, though.
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>>29112094
No, I imagine that Twilight would make a cute pet, once properly molded.

Of course, humans don't have the sophisticated magical methods that ponies have, so...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Etst4t3ES8Y
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you guys remember those giant ice horse things that freeze the land when people are angry?
>Anon is an angry fuck but mostly bottled up
>is enough to trigger ice horse
>ice horse follows anon
>it's not like I like you or anything
>area around anon is always frozen
>anon is jack(off) frost
>uses ice to fuck with pone
>there is too much ice
>what killed Equestria
>THE ICE AGE
>the princes and main 6 must stop such cult whimsy
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>"Captain Anon, what *is* this? I thought colts were supposed to be good with fashion! But you want us to paint our armor with green and brown splotches - How are the enemy supposed to know the Royal Equestrian Cavalry have arrived if the sun doesn't glint off our gold platemail?"
>"For that matter, these 'goons' you've issued us - I don't see how a tiny metal chunk can stop a griffon berserker. Even with our 'buy-yo-neets' attached, it lacks the sheer stopping power of a spear. With all due respect, perhaps you should step down and let the mares run the military? I'm sure Princess Celestia can give you a position as Mane Care Minister or something."
>"Captain? Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just wondering why you chose to tell me this while I'm on the toilet."
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>>29107691
Is it a one or the other choice? Or just which one gets worked on first?
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>>29112954
It's a Windigo, Anon.

Windigo.
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>A baby filly
>"Pa-pa"
>You're anon
>What would jesus do?
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I'm tired.

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>>29113061
>>29113061
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>>29113058
He would fuck the filly.
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>>29112957
the realistic version would go like this. well as realistic as talking horses with magic can be anyway.
>YOU FUCKING WHAT PRIVATE! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY OF MY PEOPLE HAVE BEEN KILLED BY THOSE THINGS!
>NOT ONLY ARE YOU QUESTIONING MY ORDERS BUT YOUR DOING IT WHILE IM TAKING A SHIT! I SHOULD HAVE YOU ON TOILET DUTY FOR THE REST OF YOUR FUCKING LIIIFE!
im doing drill sargent anon not captian of the guard anon.
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>>29112481
Don't write Star Wars. It's always super fucking cringe inducing.
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>>29107691
Oh wow, cold edge so old I didn't even remember it not being done.
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>>29112443
I don't see an Ork option on there, you shit.
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>>29113107
This.
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>>29112443
>Star wars is winning.
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>>29111389
We just had a mind control revenge story two threads ago, with Glimmer instead.
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Tzeentch is a funny way to spell Slaanesh.
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>>29103781
>sit up straight, wipe your mouth when needed
>>Not your preferred way to eat, but since you were raised in a castle around some of the most civilized ponies that Equestria had to offer you were VERY good at it
>>Anon, meanwhile, ate like the perfect gentlecolt
>>He kept his elbows off the table, he didn't slurp or spit food everywhere, he sat up straight
How is a pony aware that this is a proper way to eat? This is distinctly human behaviour, elbows and such
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>>29113435
Have you ever seen a pony put their elbow on the table while eating? I didn't think so.
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>>29113481
This.
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>>29113268
I don't know where to put this in my folders...HALP!
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>>29111869
>Woops. Let's see, the (you) was inside you all along? I'll fix it in the bin.
Oh. I thought it was an engrish meme from my Japanese animes that Anon Sr was referencing.
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>>29112211
Exactly.
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>>29112639
Good idea, Anon. I like this.
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>>29112206
>cheese pizza party
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>>29106106
>"Yes. A very enthusiastic walk
https://youtu.be/TgnIjJexut4?t=209
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>>29106068
Didya bin it anywhere? No offence to BNW and durnk, but I feel like saving the feelsy bit separate
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>>29112265
Put your dong in them!
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>>29103811
>ball bras
Surely you meant codpieces, right?
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>>29114151
lurk more, and never ask a stupid question like that in my thread again.
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>>29107128
How does she KEEP getting away with this
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