MLP/Incestuous Relationships Thread

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>>29945632

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>>29945632
Cousin Cadance is top unf.

>>29945648
THICC
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>>29945632
I would nickname her the love doctor.

Moar candyass

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>>29945632
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>Cousin Cadence knows in her heart that she and Anon are meant for each other
>Risks everything from Anon rejecting her to being confronted with the severe social taboo that incest brings with it
10/10 waifu, would love and cherish for the rest of my days.

>>29945648
What is that lump in her shirt? Is that her breast? Her elbow? It doesn't look right.

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>>29945632

>>29945632
>>29945648
>>29945676
>>29945694
Sauce?

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>>29945648
>>29945656
>>29945676
>>29945694

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>Your tomboyish little sister will never claim she's just climbing into your bed to make you feel safe from the raging storm outside, even though you both know she's the one who's afraid
>She'll never calm down when you start massaging her well-toned back
>You'll never get a contented purr out of her when you start rubbing lower and lower
>You'll never hear her let out a lustful moan and whisper "Oh, fuck yes" when you start kneading and groping her muscular bubble butt

>>29945691
Looks like she's pulled her arms inside the shirt and is getting ready to take it off.

>>29945632
>Cousin Candy will never hotdog Anon to relieve her cousin's needs.

>>29945825
oh my

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>"Dumkopf, ve need to have more white babies, anon!"
>"Vhat about zat do you not understand?"
"maybe the fact that we're cousins, you crazy foreign bint
>"But I have already gave you ze pamphlet on inbreeding und birth defects. Ve have nothing to vorry about!"

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>>29945884
>bitching about it
>not having over a dozen white babies with her

>>29945884
>>29945894
>Not wanting to breed your hot blonde German cousin.

>>29945884
We need a full out story of aryanne x anon.

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>"The bath is ready"

>>29946064
You know a flat chested Flutterbutter is pretty cute.

>>29946120
That's also like a 10 year old Flutterbutter.

>>29946127
She looks even younger than that.

Too cute for sexual.

>>29946138
Loli Flutterbutter is for hugging not fugging.

>>29946138
>>29946178
but what would you do if she was AGGRESSIVELY sexual

>>29946182
>Tiny baby sister Flutterbutter doesn't really know what "sex" actually is, but she knows that grown-ups like it a lot and it makes them pay lots of attention to each other
>And if her older brother does the sex with a woman... then he won't have any time for her!
>But what if she could fool her brother into thinking that she's an adult...
>Cue Fluttershy playing dress-up with her mom's clothes and bugging Anon to carry her around, all while loudly proclaiming inappropriate things about sex with Anon

>>29946182
>>29946216
She is for hugging NOT fugging.

>>29946230
apparently she thinks very differently

>>29946216
That's both adorable and mortifying.

>>29946216
>Fluttershy spends the day happily being carried around the house and telling anyone who stands still long enough that she and Anon are having sex
>Anon thinks it's hilarious
>He never lets her live it down

>>29946271
what a true big brother would do

>>29945648
I bet Candy's ass feels amazing inside and out.

>>29945656
I bet she tries to do lewd stuff to her younger cousin Anon in public.

>>29946216
>Also proclaims that they are already married
>Not just engaged, but she's already claiming her position as his wife.
>The adults think it's cute and funny
>She's dead serious.

what happened I am lost

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>>29946417
>tfw had older girl cousins who would chase me around trying to tickle and kiss me
>tfw 7 yr old me would do anything to avoid being caught
>tfw never know what I missed out on

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>>29945894
>>29945913
There needs to be more green where Anon is the perverted one that takes the initiative for a change.
I get that making the girl the one that initiates the incest and is otherwise bold or aggressive in displaying her feelings might be easier and more palatable to read, but come on guys, the premise that the girl is all over Anon while he rebuffs her isn't really funny anymore, it's frankly very over used by now.
Where's hormonal Anon getting a little too hands on with his sister?
Where's the Anon that actually wants to fuck his cousin repeatedly?
Where's Anon sneaking into his sister's room at night?
Where's the dubcon?

>>29946978
but when guys do it its rape

you shitlord

>>29945676
WTF is wrong with her ass?

>>29945825
>muscular
>bubble butt
pick one.

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>>29946988
>Not taking your sister by force so she doesn't get stolen by some Chad.
Do you really love her?
But seriously, I know you're joking but a lot of things can be done without making Anon into a rapist. Here watch.

>Be Anonymous, and you really want to fuck your sister.
>Like, this goes beyond just fucking to satiate your lust.
>It's like both your heart AND your dick want to do her.
>Every time you watch her work hard on her fashion stuff, or be a good big sister to Sweetie Belle, you get this urge to just pounce her.
>Is it the hormones? Or something else?
>You know every guy in school has their eye on Rarity, and you completely understand why.
>Those not too large breasts...
>That healthy amount of tone.
>Those hips and supple ass...
>She's a goddamn 10/10
>Which is why you feel annoyed when they bring her up in their ratings of the girls in school constantly.
>Which IS why, right now, when it's just the two of you home, you decided to just lay it all out; if there's one thing that's clear is that no one, and you mean NO ONE is good enough for your sister.
>There's a loud thud as you slam your hands against the wall, trapping the slightly shorter Rarity against it.
>"A-Anonymous? What is the meaning of this?"
"Today at school... the hell was that with Noteworthy?"
>"I beg your pardon?" She glares at you.
>You press on.
"I saw him putting the moves on you."
>You grit your teeth.
"And you didn't shoot him down."
>Rarity scoffs and crosses her arms. "It was just a bout of harmless flattery, however I do not understand why it matters to you who I choose to converse with."
>You say nothing for a moment, simply taking in the features of her beautiful face.
"It... irks me. I get this bitter feeling in the pit of my stomach when I see you laugh around guys."
>"Hmph, is my happiness something so vile to you Anonymous?"
"No, I just want you to laugh like that with me... and only me."
>"A-Anonymous!?"

>>29947292

>You run a finger lightly over her blouse.
"Call it jealousy, call it possessiveness..."
>"Anonymous, s-stop." Rarity stands stock still, not meeting your gaze any longer. "I'm your sister..."
"And it tears me up that you are."
>You cup her lithe chin and make her face you as you force her to meet your gaze.
"Call me sick, say that I'm mad, I don't care, when I look at you... I just want to make you mine, the thought of you with anyone else is revolting beyond words..."
>You draw closer, but she faces away, a hand now on your chest.
>"Please, Anonymous... don't do this to me... let me go..."
>You chuckle, though because of your arousal, it comes out a little too throaty and deep.
"Rarity, I'm not holding you or anything."
>You gesture to the open space to her left that she could just walk away through.
"You can walk away."
>"B-But..."
"But what? You think I'm gonna throw a fit? You think I'm going to harm you if you refuse me?"
>She remains quiet.
"As much as I don't want to see you that way, you're still my sister, I'd never hurt you, even if you broke my heart. So go ahead if you want, I won't stop you."
>You watch her intently as she glances between the opening and your feet.
>For a moment your heart stops, the possibility that she'll actually walk becoming a high possibility.
>But despite her awkward shuffling in place, she doesn't move.
>You smile.
"I'm happy, I really am."
>You run your hand through her face, she recoils slightly, but not completely.
>"A disgusting beast like you... if I... If I don't do this then Sweetie might be in danger."
>Your face scrunches up in disgust.
>Also hurt.
"I'd never, the hell do you take me for!? It's you and only you that does this to me."
>With your hand back to cupping her chin, you close the gap and press your lips to hers.
>The kiss, even though carrying your feelings, is awkward at first.
>Partially because Rarity does nothing besides hug the wall with her back.
>At least momentarily.

>>29947299

>As you were about to call it quits, she finally shows some life by leaning into it.
>It makes your heart soar.
>Soon enough, she parts her lips slightly, allowing you to deepen the kiss.
>Between the kissing she pulls back often to say a few words through teary eyes.
>"W-We can't."
>"Ahn~, please, stop this."
>"This is wrong."
>However despite her words, her body presses closer against yours, as she wraps her arms around the back of your neck.
>As if those words were for trying to convince herself rather than dissuade you.
>By the two minute mark, you have moved down from her lips to the nape of her inviting neck, her perfumed scent filling your nose as you do.
>"A-Anonymous please, that might leave a mark..."
>That's exactly the idea.
>Rarity is yours now, and you hers, while nobody would know it, you still want to make a point to the world that she's taken.
>You give her a playful nibble causing her to let out a short high pitched moan.
>You smile as you feel her arm move to her mouth, no doubt she did not expect herself to make such sound.
>You finally break apart from your, now slightly shaky and disheveled, sister.
>Her cheeks are a burning red color that no amount of makeup could hope to match, her eyes having a hard time meeting yours.
"I love you."
>"You idiot, you brute... You foolish... dog. I should report you to the authorities..."
>She says this, yet does nothing to run away, or to show the displeasure to match her words.
>You smile and brush away one of her stray tears, an action you notice she doesn't resist.
>You have no clue how this will go from here on out, but as long as you have Rarity, you feel like this can work.

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>>29947304

>Alternate End
>You shake your sister to get her attention, she's daydreaming.
>She stirs and comes back to reality.
>"Anonymous?" Her cheeks flush "Do you need something, darling?"
"Geez Rarity, really? I've been calling you for five minutes now, I'm going to go ahead and pick up Sweetie Belle from practice now, okay?"
>"O-Oh, of course, come back soon."
>You stare at your sister for a moment, she keeps avoiding your gaze.
"Everything alright?"
>"Yes, yes, of course, just something on my mind, don't dwell on it, on the way home, could you bring back a light snack?"
"Okay. Sure"
>"Thank you."

>>29947304
A bit too rapey for my taste.

>>29947311
Kek.

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>>29947304
I'm getting vibes of that one "dominant" anon from this.
Keep going.

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>>29947328
>A bit too rapey for my taste.
Which is why I wrote that alternate end: so if people like you didn't like thing, you could just assume it was a lewd Rarity's incestual fantasies about her brother, and retroactively remove any rapey feelings it might have.
Heck, with that in mind the thing reads like a trashy forbidden fruit romance, like Rarity is the protagonist of her own Otome game while being surrounded by pretty boys that treat her like garbage, this being the possessive brother route.
Heh, I must be a genius.
But seriously, it's worth a try to break off from the lighthearted "Girl likes Anon. Anon is reluctant or doesn't want to" dynamic most of the green has, there's a lot of different kinds of feelings you can inject into incest.
Happy.
Sad.
Dark.
Lots of approaches for green too, remember that one short about Anon raping a mute autistic Vinyl? That was pretty gud, and Onii-chan's Rainbow Dash green is about as much of a serious approach to the topic as these threads are gonna get with every other writefag pretty much dead.
>>29947353
I was just doing an example, wasn't planning on writing more, sorry, senpai.
>that one "dominant" anon
Source? I'd like to read about that one, even if it might not be related to incest.

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>>29947395
I don't have it on me currently. It's a good read though, /r/I got it to to be posted ITT

>>29947304
youre gonna right more............right?

>Be Anon.
>You are at aunt Velvet's house for Heartswarming like every year.
>Unlike every year your sister, mom, uncle Night, and cousin Twilight are not here.
>They had to all leave for personal business and you didn't want to go because it was boring.
>Also because you're a teen.
>They wouldn't be back for three days.
>Aunt velvet was having no worries about drinking as normal.
>As you were playing with a GBA that you got for heartswarming in the guest bedroom, aunt Velvet was downing her 9th cup of REALLY hard eggnog.
>Aunt Velvet was drunk.
>She is a really horny person when she get's drunk.
>She knows there is a teenage boy sitting in the next room.
>She knows at that age boys will fuck anything with a little bit of incentive.
>You draw your eyes away from your GBA as she walks into the room and right up to you, a smirk and half lidded eyes.
"Hey aunt Velvet, Need my help with something?"
>You asked saving your game and turning it off.
>She sits down at the end of the bed her legs tucked under her.
>"You know non, you've REALLY grown into your body~"She says looking you up and down.
>Your face heat's up.
"Thanks auntie."
>You say hoping she was just being nice.
>"Have you had sex yet non~?" She ask starting to getting up and walking to the sid of the bed.
>You feeling scared slide a bit away.
>You hadn't been laid yet.
>You didn't really like many of the girls at school exempt for a girl named Applejack.
"N-Not yet, why?"
>She slings herself onto the bed wrapping a arm around you.
>"Do you want to~"

Page 10 bad, morning anons

>>29947829
>Showing loli nip slip on a Christian board.
M A D M A N
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Also, incoming Rarity green.

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>>29947856
>Rarity manages to catch the eye of a renowned fashionista, after learning the clothes she was wearing were her own design.
>She gets invited to a high society party, something she's only dreamed about, filled with influential people in the world of fashion.
>Obviously she must go, she needs to, she can't very well pass up such an opportunity; networking and making connections would be a giant boon for her future in this industry.
>Sure, she's only 17, but regardless, even the possibility of shadowing or becoming an intern to a big name is enough to still go.
>Though she can't very well go alone.
>And she needs someone of age to accompany her, so that means one of her friends is off the table, she can't very well take one of her parents either... They mean well, but they certainly aren't folk that would fit in high society.
>That only leaves her older brother Anon.
>He... He'll have to do.

>The party's fancy.
>Though neither of them are old enough to drink.
>Getting Anonymous to wear a suit and tie properly was a chore and a half.
>Before Anonymous could remark how much older everybody was, Rarity shot him down and made him promise to be on his best behavior.
>Soon enough he disappears and goes straight to the food, leaving her at the mercy of all the older ladies and gentlemen of fashion.
>It certainly wasn't bad, she enjoyed it immensely and was learning a lot.
>She's really doing it! She's even been complimented on her clothes; about the air of maturity around them and their amazing seam work.
>But then...
>"Hey Rarity, how much longer? I'm sorry, but after being hit on by 30 cougars I think I'm at my limit."
>Anon mixes in with that opener.
>"Oh, and who might this tall drink of water be?" One of the ladies asks.
>"Anonymous; Rarity's plus one." Anon introduces himself.
>"My, girls these days bloom so early."
>"E-Excuse me?" Rarity stammers.

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>>29947860

>"No need to be shy dear. Tell us, where did you first meet?"
>"At the hospital? W-wait what about this summer's lineup?"
>"Oh, there's a story behind such a meeting I imagine."
>"N-Nothing of the sort, ladies."
>"Hors d'oeuvre, sir?" a waiter asks a bemused Anonymous, to which he kindly replies "No, thank you."
>The talk about fashion turns into probing Rarity for details about her "beau", much to Anon's amusement, since this is clearly the best entertainment he's getting from the party.
>"Is he your muse for some of your designs?"
>There's a back and forth between a slightly embarrassed Rarity and some excited women.
>Finally Rarity recomposes herself.
>"I'm sorry for whatever misunderstanding this might have caused, but Anonymous isn't my boyfriend."
>Rarity could see the disappointment in each pair of eyes, their attention was waning too.
>She had to do something, or else she'd lose her chances!
>She panicked.
>And hooked her arm around Anon's
>"W-We are above such fickle things, Anonymous is not my boyfriend, he is my fiancé." She looks up at a frozen stiff Anonymous. "Are we not, my darling Anonymous?"

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>>29947866

>Her brother remains quiet, but a stealth pinch to his side brings him back.
>"O-Of course we are sis- I mean - Of course, honey."
>A flood of "my my~" drowns the classical music around the group.
>Because of this, the rest of the party was spent pretending to be a couple of young lovers.
>There was lots of arm-locking, pet names, and "couple" talk with other, older, couples.
>There may or may not have been a chaste kiss, in private - because high society does not behave like the common rabble and suck face in public - to further sell the lie.
>Yes, to sell the lie.

>In the end nothing much came from Rarity's 15 minutes of fame among her peers in fashion.
>No connections, just acquaintances that will possibly forget her face, and never meet again.
>No possibility to shadow under an established designer.
>She went through all that and the only thing she got out of it was not very sisterly feelings for her brother.
>Experiencing her dream date with him, on purpose or not, does that to a girl.

>>29947869
God damn it Rares.

>>29947292
>>29947299
>>29947304
>>29947311
10/10 Really good depiction of Anon making the first move.

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>>29945632

>>29947900
MADMAN!

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>>29947860
>>29947866
>>29947869
That was super cute.

>>29947900
L E W D

>>29947866
>"Tell us, where did you first meet?"
>"At the hospital?"
>"Oh, there's a story behind such a meeting I imagine."

my fucking sides

>>29947829

>No cute little sister to buy clothes

>>29947900
>Anon? what are you----Ah NO!
God i need this.... youre so tight sugar~
>NO St-Ah NOT SO ROUGH YOU RAPIST!
If you didnt want this you wouldve been screaming for help..
>.............just dont cum inside

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>>29947829
>>29947999
Nice trips

>Following her around on a shopping spree.
>You look like a lumbering giant next to her tiny frame.
>Hunting for the best deals and sales, her tiny little feet make a pitter patter sound as she goes to and fro.
>Being forced to give constructive opinions every time she comes out of the dressing booth, or else you feel the wrath of her weaponized pout of disappointment.
>The helpers almost have heart attacks at her sight.
>Boxes and bags pile on, but thankfully her pieces are small and easier to carry than a full grown woman's.
>"Okay big brother, now it's your turn."
"My what?"
>She stands in front of you and points condescendingly, which looks ridiculous when she's so short.
>"Clothes. Big brother, you need to get new clothes, yours are so last decade, you need to look more handsome and dashing, I know just what you should wear to bring it out."
>This public display of cuteness makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you feel the hungry gazes of the milfs, cougars and Ara Aras~ that came out of the woodworks once they believed to have sniffed the scent of a young fatherly man.

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>>29947900
>>29948169
>Sugarcoat's attitude and sharp tongue ultimately chase away her friends
>In her arrogance, she doesn't even realize that her popularity is plummeting until there is some kind of social event and Sugarcoat is left all alone with no-one wanting to go as her date
>Her former friends/associates ask her (rather rudely) where her date for said social event is, fully expecting her to have come up empty-handed
>Deus Ex Machina happens and her older brother (and former Crystal Prep student himself) Anon shows up at that exact moment to pick her up from school
>"...him! He's my date!"
"Excuse me?"
>Her friends look suitably impressed and start tittering amongst themselves like a bunch of old nans
>>"An older man? My, my, Sugarcoat."
"Bitch, I'm 23."
>>"Hmph. How unpleasant. Sugarcoat, I do hope for your sake that he's at least good in bed."
>Sugarcoat nervously glances back at Anon; Anon looks very unimpressed with her.
>"Y-Yeah, of course."
"Goddammit, Sugar."
>"Th-that's right, darling, s-say my name."

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>You sneeze. Loudly.
>Christ this cold is killing you.
>Probably literally, in a minor way, too, now you think about it.
>You're sweating through your shirt, although leaving the safety of the covers means you'll freeze.
>So, in essence, fucked either way.

>You shiver, and pull the sweaty cloth tighter about your person.
>You blame fucking Dash.
>"Hey Anon, lemme grab a swig of your soda!" She'd said.
>"Don't be lame," she'd said.
> Wily blue bitch only started sneezing and hacking up a lung after she'd covered the damn mouthpiece in saliva.
> Fucking Dash.

>You interrupt your own thought process with a bout of coughing, and through it barely hear the door open.
>Fluttershy creeps in, arms bundled with assorted goods.
> You see she's somehow keeping a tray on top of the pile, and judging by the steam rising off the top you can only hope she doesn't spill it.
>On her, or you.
>"A-Anon," she squeaks.
"Over here, Shy. Where you left me." You beckon her over, trying to use your voice as a beacon.
> She teeters over to your desk, setting the pile down over your work.
>"I brought soup. A-and blankets, and some damp cloths for your head."
>Oh that sounds nice-- wait
"You did put the damp and dry things seperate, right, 'Shy?"
> You hear a panicked gasp, as your sister tries to separate the dry from the damp..
>.. without taking the food tray from the top.

>You hear a crash and a yelp, and you're upright in bed.
>The cold's already getting to you.
>Fluttershy's sat there on the floor, looking panicked as she tries to wipe hot soup from herself.
>It's not very effective as far as efforts go.
>You quickly cross the room in the weird swaying steps only a fever can get you.
>You stare at your little sister for a minute, before grabbing some of the wet cloths from the pile
>You wipe at her face and shoulders, trying to sooth the angry reddened skin.
>You wipe away the noodles from the soup.
>You sniff.

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>>29947866
>>29948265
Shit like this will never not be great.
What is it with this setup that makes it so good my dudes?

>>29947860
>>29947866
>>29947869
Loved it. Very cute.

>>29948239

>This public display of cuteness makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you feel the hungry gazes of the milfs, cougars and Ara Aras~ that came out of the woodworks once they believed to have sniffed the scent of a young fatherly man.

Inb4 rarity get jealous at the first woman that dare to talk with her big brother

>>29948302
>TFW no big sis Flutters to take care of me when I am sick.

>>29948302
"Chicken Noodle?" You ask
>"Mmhmm." She replies sullenly, seeming to shrink into herself.
"Hey, I appreciate the effort."
>You frown at the pink sundress she's wearing. It's practically soaked through with soup.
"You're gonna have to get out of that."
>She looks shocked, before standing slowly, and beginning to pull the dress over her head.
>When did she get such long legs?
>When did she get HIPS?
>You stare with rapt attention at the impromptu strip show, before remembering yourself.
"NOT IN HERE." You cry out.
>She blinks at you, a noodle still stuck to her forehead.
"I meant l-like.."
>Oh great, now YOU'RE stuttering.
"Out in your room. G-go change there."
>Because otherwise you'll ogle her throughout like some sort of creep.

>She seems to deflate, and she nods mutely, before quickly picking up the bowl and tray and shuffling out.
>Good job, Anon. Not only are you a sister-ogling creep, you're also an asshole.
>You sneeze.
>God fucking dammit.

> A short while later, after you've changed the sweaty bedding for the fresh blankets Fluttershy brought up you wrap yourself in a dressing gown and sit at your desk.
>You eye the mountain of work that's been brought home daily from your teachers by Fluttershy.
>She's too good for you.
>TO YOU.
>You shake your head at the mental slip up, and put it on the fever that's been creeping into your brain over the course of the day.
>You grab the top most booklet from the pile and flick it open. Sequences and series.
>Great.
>You get to work.

>"Anon, are y-you w-working?"
>Oh shit, that's her equivalent of yelling.
>You slowly turn in your chair, creaking slowly as you go.
>Shiiiiiiiiiiiit.
"Would you believe me if I said no?"
>She fixes the Fucking Stare on you.
>Blue eyes meet your green, and you try.
>You really do.
>But she wins out.

"Ok, ok, I'll cut it out."
>"Bed. Now." She points, still glaring daggers at you.

>>29948544
So what's the age difference is Anon younger?

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>>29948511
I've got this Applejack one instead if you'd like more sister "healing".
https://pastebin.com/wS8Y1ZfT
Warning: shoddily written southern accents everywhere.

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>>29948569
The age difference is just a year, and Anon is the younger of the two.

>>29948544

>You shuffle over to your bed, removing your gown.
>"H-how am I going to keep you from trying to work every time I leave t-the room?" She asks, frowning. Then she smiles.
>She clambers in next to you.
>She curls up around you, throwing an arm over your damp chest, and a leg over yours.
>Brain, this is boner, we're taking control.
>BELAY THAT ORDER, PRIVATE.
"Yo-you'll get sick, too!" You try and put as much foreboding in your tone as possible.
>"Oh, that d-doesn't bother me."
>Shy's sort of the type that would hug a mangy mutt if it would make it feel better.
>She hugs you tighter.
>There's a moment of silence as you internally panick.
>Never have you wished more for erectile dysfunction.
>"You're w-warm. Boiling, even." She frowns, pink hair drooping over her eyes briefly. She removes a hand from your chest, running it through her hair.
>The sweat causes it to stick together, leaving her face, for once, entirely unobstructed.
>You think very unbrotherly things.
>No one should look that good without makeup.
>Especially your older sister.
>Didn't she mention offers to model for some of Rarity's friends?
>She's staring at you.
>"A-Anon?"
"Yep. Haha, that's me. Just, being here. All cool. Well, warm but I'm cool internally." Oh shit. The stammer's been replaced by rambling.
>You are so fucked.
>"Y-you're so strange, sometimes." She rests her head above your heart again.
>Can she hear how hard it's pounding?
"Sorry." You croak out.
>"I d-didn't say it was a bad thing, Anon.." She trails off, lightly tapping you with her nails.
>She always did like to fidget.
> She shifts, and her leg brushes against you.
>More accurately, the dukedom of Little Anon.
>She freezes.
>"O-oh." She mutters.

>>29948720
>Just a year
Shame

>>29948720
>She shifts, and her leg brushes against you.
>More accurately, the dukedom of Little Anon.
>She freezes.
>"O-oh." She mutters.
Ground control to major Dong.

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>>29948720
Keep going.

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>>29948720

>You stare dead ahead.
>This is it.
>This is how you die.
>Not that Shy herself will kill you.
>It's more you'll an hero because holy shit you sick fuck you think of your sister that way
>"Y-you think I'm pretty?"
>What.
"Kind of a- yes, Shy." You frown. She hasn't moved, but her leg isn't touching your member anymore.
>And surely that's a good thing, right?
> Still, a part of you is disappointed.
>Surprise: said part is your dick.
>"O-okay." She nods against your chest.
>Then she's moving.
>No, shit, you can't let her just lea--
>And she's leaning over you, straddling you.
>Her knees are pinning your arms down, practically nailing your hands to the bed.
>Fuck she has bony knees.
"S-Shy. 'Cha doin'?"
>"W-would you like to kiss a pretty girl, A-Anon?"
> Holy shit, this is not working out like you thought.
>This is not going how you thought at ALL.
"I mean, who wouldn't, right? Not me. Wait. Wouldn't.. not.. double negative..Look, w-what I'm saying is I like girls. Pretty ones. Yeah."
> yousayingilikedudes.jpeg
>She opts to shush you with her lips.
>This is entirely new to you.
>Not just the kissing your sister part, but for some reason the only girls you've dated have been.. thin lipped, to say the least.
>Her lips are full, and soft and entirely pleasant.
>A shock runs through you, from the base of your spine to your feet and back up again.
>A soft tingle runs up your nethers as your sister grinds her ass clumsily into your dick, breaking the kiss.
>It strikes you you've never seen Shy with a guy.
>You gasp at the sudden contact.
>"A-am I doing it right?" She bites her lip, looking at you with worry.
>No, what you're doing is very wrong, and we should stop.
>No, this goes against God and probably several other deities.
"Y-yeah, Shy. That was amazing."
>She nods, and shudders slightly. The effect isn't unpleasant in the slightest to your dick.
>She's shivering, and folds over to hug your chest again.
>"A-am I a bad sister?"

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>>29947900
Eh, that pic wasn't that good, got a better one?

>>29949024
A-Anal?

>>29949024
>Woman, at the minute you're winning Sister of the Year award for the next century.
> This is assuming somehow the feedback from your dick doesn't reach your head and somehow kill you.
>You're not a scientist.
>"Anon?" She's looking at you, rosy-faced and shivering.
"No, Shy. But if you are, we're bad together." You give her a small smile, which she copies.
>She chews her lip again, and you stare, transfixed.
>You really wouldn't mind biting that lip for her.
>You realise there are a lot of things on Shy you wouldn't mind biting, or tasting in some way or another.
>You feel a flush that isn't entirely fever blazing hot on your face, and you breathe slowly, trying to think.
>"B-bad together.." she muses, eyeing your pinned down form. You nod once, not really being able to do much else.
>You shudder, partly from the cold, and partly due to your arousal.
>If you weren't so weak right now you could turn the tables.
>But at the minute, you're kind of working off your sister's good graces.
>The floor is her's, so to speak.
"Stupid question; but we're not telling anyone about this, right?" You frown.
>Her eyes go wide, and she shakes her head vehemently, a bang covering one frightened eye.
>"Oh, h-heaven's n-no. I-if anyo-anyone found out we'd be--"
"Let's not think about that right now."
>She nods once, before looking at you with a small smile, and a nervous glance down to your abdomen.
>"Y-you know, Anon.. m-maybe you could use a shower."
>You ARE covered in sweat and the room temperature air is enough to somehow chill you to the core.
>It's like being outside in the winter.
"Shy, if I tried to shower I'd fall on my ass."
>"That's why.. why I'd like to h-help."
>Boner no.
>Boner YES.
>Your dick pulses and Shy giggles, adjusting herself from side to side. "I t-think someone e-else likes that idea."
>Between your sweat pants and her thin shorts there isn't a whole lot between the two of you in terms of layers.

>>29949159
I wish I could take the credit for this,
friend, but I can't. I'll be back soon; it's not ogre yet.

>>29949159
>>29949188
I meant if Flutterbutter is going to let Anon do anal.
But I can't wait for your content too.

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>>29949188
It's never ogre.

>>29922385
>>29922500
I'm a sappy romantic myself. That was a great story! I loved it. Thanks for pointing it out famalam.

Canocorn, if you're still out there, thanks for sharing.

>>29949173
Nice work so far Anon. I hope there is more.

>>29949188
Hey ApA! I'm looking forward to your return.

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>>29947999

>"how about this one?"

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>>29949214
>I meant if Flutterbutter is going to let Anon do anal.
Oh, uh... whoops.
...
H-Hi, everyone~

>>29949238
I reached that point where you realize that the personality your character developed wouldn't allow them to follow the plot you had planned out. I miiiight have had to re-write everything once or twice.

>>29948302
>>29948544
>>29948720
>>29949024
>>29949173
Keep up the good work, friend. I'll step back now. Your greentext is really good.

>>29949253
M A D M A N
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>>29949325
>Bank robbery

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>>29949238
There's more, I'm writing as I go. Sort of like this.
>>29949269
Thank you kindly!

>>29949173
>And besides, you bathed together when you were kids.
>Not like that is anything like this situation.
>Kind of like saying 'We play with paintball guns all the time, we're thinking of a gang driveby for funsies.'
>You weren't exactly trying to bang eachother as kids, thank God.
>You're pretty sure your parents would at least have rethought their 'open parenting' plan if that happened when they were a bit more.. attentive.
"So, how are we doing this shower deal?" You ask, fighting to control your stammer.
>The last time you saw Shy anything close to naked was years ago.
>Right now your cock is perfectly held in place by her ass.
>Shy rolls off of you.
>Your dick protests mightily.
>She holds up a finger, and if she's gone to check on Angel right now you may explode.
>You hear the sound of water on tile from down the hall.
>You have decided your sister is an angel sent down to both torment you, and be as nice as a being can physically be.
>"C-come on, Anon, the water should be hot by n-now."
>Oh shit this is actually happening.
>You've read enough shitty doujins to know where this is going.
>You've never even HAD sex before.
>"A-Anon."
"Coming," you mutter, standing slowly.
> She rushes over to support your frail frame, and you two slowly make your way down the hall.

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>>29949413
>>"A-Anon."
>"Coming," you mutter, standing slowly.

>>29949413
>Steam already rises from beneath the door frame, and you wonder exactly how hot the water IS at this point.
>Sometimes your sister makes some poor choices. For example, riding her brother's dick.
>Hey-o!
>Oh yeah, the shower.
>You're suddenly filled with some trepidation, and the two of you stand there, looking lost.
"So yeah. How are we doing this?"
>"W-w-well, first of all we take off our clothes." She stammers, biting a nail as she looks between the pair of you.
>You bite down on the sarcasm rising through you.
>No shit you both need to take your clothes off.
>"I t-think I should g-go first. Y-You'll f-freeze waiting f-for me." You notice your arms are wrapped around your chest feebly trying to keep heat in.
>This is fucking happening.
>Shy looks at herself as though unsure of where to start. She reaches down, grabbing the hem of her baggy shirt and pulls it up over her head.
>You watch, as a slim stomach is revealed. Then a slightly protruding ribcage.
>Then a pink bra. Complete with butterflies.
>Sort of similar to those you're feeling in your stomach.
>Cheesy, but true. You're nervous.
>Then she unbuckles her belt and pulls down the shorts slowly.
>They seem to struggle to move over her hips, but she tugs and tugs and eventually the shorts come down.
>She nimbly steps out of them.
>She's stood there in her patterned bra, and gray panties, looking unsure of which hurdle she wants to overcome first.
>"S-shall I take off my bra now, o-or?"
"What--" You clear your throat. Now is not a good time to sound like a pre-pubescent boy about to scope his first look at tits."Whatever you're comfortable with, Shy."
> You try to smile reassuring, although between the fever, and the blood locking your dick ramrod straight you're having trouble STANDING.
>Higher brain functions are slowly ceasing.
>"C-could you help me with my bra? M-my h-hands are sha-shaking." She looks away from you.
>shit.

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>>29949541
>Her hands are shaking? YOU'RE shaking. You gulp, taking in a breath for resolve and head over.
>You stagger over, using the nearby counter as a support.
>"I-it's a d-double c-clasp." She explains.
>You have fuck all idea of what that means.
>Fumbling a little, you steady your hands.
>This is how bomb defusals must happen.
>With poise.
>With grace.
>With dignity- Holy shit this is tricky. Okay, pull once, then..
>No.
>Okay, try from THIS angle..
>"J-just p-pull twice, An-Anon."
>You pull away from her back, then push the hooks out from the clasps.
>Shy shrugs her shoulders, letting the bra straps fall down her arms.
>You blink as she presses herself against you.
>You can feel the bra falling from her breasts.
>Her bare chest pushes against yours, and you can feel slight protrusions where her nipples are hardening against you.
>"Anon." She moans lightly, pulling your mouth towards hers for a kiss.
>Her hand tangles in your hair, and tightens, keeping you against her mouth.
>Not like you're going anywhere.
>She runs a hand down your burning body to your crotch, grabbing at the flesh she finds there.
>You moan into her mouth.
>She steps back, breaking the kiss with a light trail of saliva connecting you for the briefest moment.
>She hooks her thumbs into her panties, pulling them off quickly.
>You eye the small cluster of hair on her pubis, like light pink frosting.
>And you have a sudden desire to eat cake. Fantastic.
>You decide to try something.
>You kneel down and eye her pussy with the air of a man who knows what he's doing.
>You gently place a kiss on her pubic hair, before trailing down.
>Each kiss produces a squeak of pleasure from your sister.
>"W-what are you d-doing?"
> Her questions turn to a moan as you reach her lower lips.
>You kiss the small bud at the top, and she quivers.
>Her hand grabs at your hair, and you hear her murmur "S-shower, n-now."

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>>29949761
YES

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>>29949269
>character development
Oh, really! Well, that's not necessarily a bad thing. It could provide an opportunity for a "two steps forward, one step back" scenario. Challenging the reader's perception is a good thing unless it steps so far out of established character that the suspension of disbelief is broken.

>>29949173
>on newest Flutter green
I agree 100%. Please continue.

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>>29947304
oh my

>>29949917

>What? Again? I`m not made of dicks and orgasms you know. Once a week should be enough for anyone, you Jezebel.

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>>29949214
>anal
the worst

>Anon in Equestria
>Is part of a happy pony family along with his sister Lyra
>Supposedly they're fraternal twins
>Yeah right
>Anon isn't stupid, twins tend to be the same species as each other
>He's obviously adopted
>Which is good, or else it would be weird that he faps to his sister
>One day during her estrus cycle she goes to take a shower and Anon sneaks into her room
>Her sheets are stained with her fluids
>Fuckin' jackpot
>She comes back earlier than expected and catches him with his nose in her sheets and his dick in his hand
>She doesn't know how to feel
>Anon tells her that he was adopted, and that they aren't really related by blood
>She doesn't need much more convincing than that
>She had always secretly known
>They fuck like animals throughout the rest of her estrus until their parents catch them
>Anon protests their anger and says that they shouldn't have lied to him about being adopted
>"Look, Anon, I have no idea why you look the way you do, but regardless of your species, you definitely came out of my vagina. Right after your sister did. If you don't believe me, we took plenty of photos."
>Anon calls her bluff
>Regrets it immediately when she drags out a hidden photo album
>Oh fuck, she's not lying
>OH FUCK, THAT MEANS LYRA REALLY IS HIS SISTER
>SHIT

>>29949024
FUG

>>29949844
>Anon in Equestria
>DONG DING
>Who where?
>Open door
>See >>29949844
>Close door
>Cry in the bathtub

>>29950107
"...you know, in all fairness..."
>Your mother glares at you.
"...being a different species was a pretty good reason to think that I was adopted."
>"I suppose I can admit that, but that doesn't excuse anything."
>Lyra, who had been silent until just now, piped up.
>"So what you're saying is that he shouldn't have cum inside, right?"

>>29950242
I can only imagine the sound of a hoof being applied liberally to the face.

>>29949761
"Shy, I need to get my sweatpants off."
>Without a fucking moment's hesitation she yanks them down.
>"D-done." She says proudly, before sliding open the shower door.
>She grabs you by the dick, and steps in.
>On one hand, ow.
>On the other hand, this is surprisingly hot.
>You're talking about the shower.
>What else would you be talking about?
>"O-okay, first let's c-clean you up." Shy says as she grabs some lotion or another from the alcove shelf.
"W-wait, why me first?"
>"B-because we're here to c-clean y-you. A-anything e-else that h-happens is just a b-bonus." She gives a smile that practically melts your heart.
>And warms your dick.
>We are reaching super critical capacity, Cap'n.
>She works her fingers into your shoulders, turning you around so you face the wall and she's facing your back.
>You smell honey in the lotion, and you rest your head on the wall.
>The cool stone soothes your headache slightly.
>You let her rub small circles into your back, before she turns you around and starts rubbing at your chest.
>"O-okay, t-tell me if this h-helps.." She gains a look of intense concentration, before kneeling down.
"Tell you if what hel-" You finish with a yelp as she takes your dick in her mouth.
>This is new.
>It's warm, and wet and you can feel her tongue hesitantly stroking your length.
>Throughout it all, she keeps her eyes locked on yours, occasionally breaking contact to focus on what she's doing.
>That is to say, you.
>She bobs her head, lips sliding over you and creating a jerking sensation.
>You watch your sister, hair plastered to her scalp, teal eyes locked onto yours as she spit shines your cock.
>You feel a building pressure at the base of your shaft, and you know what's coming.
"Shy - " You're interrupted by a groan as she lewdly slurps away. "- I'm close already."

>>29950471
L E W D

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>>29950107
>Anon protests their anger and says that they shouldn't have lied to him about being adopted
>Look, Anon, I have no idea why you look the way you do, but regardless of your species, you definitely came out of my vagina. Right after your sister did.
Why the hell did this give me such a giggle?

Also interesting idea, we need to start incesting across dimensions.

>Be Anon in Equestria
>Due do your parents dabbling in dank rituals and forces revolving around repeating digits that they could not possibly fully understand, their "bundle of joy" came in a set
>Your fraternal twin, Femanon, came out a regular pony
>And you? You came out looking nothing like one
>Ponies were baffled, for a few years
>Then they forgot you even existed, save for the ponies in town that had to deal with you everyday
>They were an accommodating sort, come on, besides ponies you have a whole other bunch of creatures, being a pariah would be ridiculous
>But mares don't even see you as something to be fucked
>They just don't
>In fact, the only genuine female attention you get comes from your mom and twin
>You resign yourself to dying a virgin and alone, every night dreaming of that sweet horse puss
>In your teens, during Femanon's estrus, she just comes out and says "Hey titty sprinkles, I'll let you stick it in me if you promise not to tell."
>Oh boy! Wait, what's the catch?
>"No catch, I mean, it's estrus, I get to scratch this itch of mine and you get to actually feel a vagina, win-win. Take it or leave it, you won't catch me this horny again."
>Femanon, like you, is a perverted deviant, only instead of wanting to fuck horses - because she herself is an equine - she wants to sample non equine dick
>The terms are acceptable
>You smash that twisted sister puss
>Human anatomy meets little pony anatomy
>Sister ends up getting fucked into a stupor
>When parents return, they wonder why Femanon's all wobbly and can barely stand
>She becomes addicted to the HMD
>It only escalate from there

>>29950567
Does have potential.

>>29950567
>Anon keeps his >superior human stamina
>Fem decides right then and there that this is HER dick and she will straight up fight any mare who tries to take it away from her

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>>29950567
>"Hey titty sprinkles, I'll let you stick it in me if you promise not to tell."
I don't know why this line made me laugh so hard.

>>29950471

>She looks at you quizically, muttering something around your meat before nodding and determinately redoubling her efforts.
>Her head pistons forward and back, and you take a minute to be impressed.
>You mean, it's not like she's seasoned in this.
>Your dick begins to spasm, and despite it not being the most brotherly of gestures, you grab her head and begin thrusting.
>There's a sound of light protest before Shy just seems to go along with it, eyes closed.
>Pleasure erupts from you, and you moan as you send your load into her mouth.
>She opens her eyes, making sure you're watching.
>She seems unsure.
>She fucking swallows it.
>You've been told this is a sign of love in many cultures, and from the way Shy's looking uncertain of herself, you're sure this is one of them.
>Your head droops, before you lift it to look her in the eye. She's flushed.
"Thank you, Shy."
>"N-no problem, Anon." She smiles at you, love in her eyes.
"Let's get you washed u-" You frown as your vision tilts.
>No, you're tilting.
>You slam into the wall, and frown, blinking.
>You feel like there's no strength left in your legs.
>"Anon?" Shy asks, quickly supporting your form, and cupping your face.
"I'm.. fine. Sorry, I'm just not feeling great suddenly."
>You sort of also feel like a stereotype.
>Haha, typical man, cums then wants to sleep.
>Except it feels like your body is actively trying to shut down.
>"I-it's fine. L-let's get you b-back to bed." Shy steps out of the shower, retrieving two fluffy towels for the pair of you.
>She helps you dry off, and climb into some clean basketball shorts and a shirt before kissing you on the forehead and disappearing.
>Probably to get changed.
>You curl up in bed, feeling drained.
>You've decided your sister is a succubus. It's the only explanation.
>You lay there, debating on what you've done.
>You're happy to note that it wasn't just sex. You do genuinely still love your sister. Even if that love has.. other levels to it.

>>29950683

">She fucking swallows it.
>You've been told this is a sign of love in many cultures"

What is the difference between spit and swallow? That shows if she likes or loves you.

Whats the difference between swallow and gargling? One is love and the other is just showing off.

>>29950567
moar

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>>29950683
>The door creaks open, and you crack an eyelid open to watch Shy dart under the covers, wrapped up in fluffy pyjamas.
>She spoons you again, somehow fate has decided Ye Are Little Spoon.
>You're okay with this.
>You're okay with a lot right now.
"Sorry I didn't get you to finish, Shy. Hell, I didn't get you to start." You frown into your pillow.
>Shy wraps her arms around you, and breathes in the honey scent of lotion.
>"I-it's ok, Anon. I h-had fun. Y-You can j-just owe me." She giggles.
"Owe you?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. Sort of a useless gesture from her vantage point.
>"F-for next time," she clarifies, poking you in the side.
>Next time. You smile. There's going to be a next time.
>You cough up some phlegm, and frown. Damn that hurt.
"Alright, I owe you for next time... lover." You try to put a purr on the last word, but it's more of a slurring effect with the state you're in.
>She jabs you in the side lightly and you wince.
"Ow." You whine.
>You both lapse into silence.
>There's nervous tapping on your side.
>"A-Anon, you s-still l-love me, r-right?" she mutters into your hair.
"Always have and always will, Shy." She hugs you tighter.
>And with that, you both fall off to sleep.

>It's the next day.
"I told you you'd get sick, too." You mutter at the lump in bed next to you.
>"I-I know I j-just thought I-I'd -- " your sister is cut off by a loud sneeze, and she shivers, wiggling into the covers.
"Your soup hot enough?" You ask, frowning.
>"Y-yes, thank you, Anon." She slurps at her vegetable soup.
>Fucking vegetarians.
>Which you did.
>You, Anon, fucked a vegetarian.
>Also your sister, but hey.
>So you're kind of fucked up.
>And maybe she is a little bit, too.
>But you love eachother.
>And that's what counts.

Fuckin FIN.

It took me damn near seven hours to write that.
Time to sleep now. Night night, /mlp/.

>>29950683
more?

>>29950833
good night.

>>29950833
That was very, very good. Thanks Anon.

>>29950616
>I don't know why this line made me so hard.
ftfy

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>>29950605

>After the cycle ends Fem and her friends talk about how long they managed to go cold turkey
>The first to crack gets the honor of being the recipient of all the slut jokes until next cycle
>It's kind of a penis measuring contest, only there are no dicks here, they WERE there briefly before, though
>"I rutted the moment estrus came"
>"Shut up you, jumping on coltfriend cock doesn't count. I lasted two days."
>"Aaah, I didn't make it past the first this time, honestly that guy really knew which buttons to press, that should be illegal"
>"I guess you holed yourself up at home again huh Fem? What's the score at now? Winner since we went through first estrus? Seriously, just come out and admit you munch carpet"
>"Now wait just a minute there girls, I know the look of a fulfilled mare when I see it!"
>"Did you finally take the flare?"
>"..."
>"What was that?"
>"Anon's cock! It's amazing!"
>"Anon? You mean that guy that lives with you? That huge guy that you call "twin"?"
>"You don't understand! His dick, girls, oh my gosh, his dick! It just kept going and going and going..."
>"Talk sense!"
>"15 seconds, 30 seconds, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... he just kept rutting until my legs gave out under me and then he still kept going"
>The mares all suddenly find their throats parched and Fem gets this thousand yard stare
>"Have you ever felt orgasm after orgasm just coming one after another while you're barely even conscious? I think I had an out of body experience at one point, like I could at last truly see..."
>The mares bite their lip
>"Had I known his dick went beyond a different shape, I'd have rutted him sooner..."

>Word spreads around about the hot monkey dick
>Everyone calls it a hoax
>Until witness account of Anon rutting a mare by the lake came out
>Sketch artist depiction of her face during
>Since nobody actually believes they are related, it isn't an issue
>But that day when they got home, they received a grim reminder: parents can still go apeshit over this

>>29949761
hhhnggg

>>29950833
I need a quick paste or a pic of the story put together, stat!

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>>29950833
BEST
I'd like to see you write more.

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>mfw I have a hot sister and still get off to this thread

>>29951199
You better not waste this opportunity Anon, go get em.

I want to fuck cousin Bonnie

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>>29950833
>more Fluttershy lovin
Yessss this pleases me

>>29951228
I actually wasn't around for that, got a link?

>tfw most greens end after sex
>tfw there's no stories about a happy family with Anon and (Relative) down the road

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>>29951150
>They can have all the fun of incest without any of the social consequences!
Their family still know, the ones involved in his delivery and obvious news report still know, if ponies have family records, the law will know, it's just that like pretty much everything else, Anonymous just became yesterdays news and as the years passed ponies just swept it under the rug and stopped seeing it as a legit thing.
Anon and Fem are the kinds of happenings that the news media does a special about years later.
>[Tonight on Manehattan News with local news anchor Extra-Extra: a documentary special on the mysterious cross species twins that left Equestria stumped 17 years ago, our very own team of correspondents have sought out and interviewed those involved as well as reached out to the family and twins Anon and Femanon themselves. How have they grown? How are they doing? This and more, at eleven.]
>Thirty minutes past eleven.
>"His dick, like oh my gosh, his dick! He's like a sex God, sure Princess Celestia can raise the sun and Princess Luna can raise the moon, but Anon does things that you wouldn't even believe!"
>"Please cut that from the interview! Fem, is just joking! Right Fem?"
>"Can it Anon, the world needs to know! Your dick should be worshiped! B-But nobody else gets to actually use it alright!? His dick belongs to me, ME! I'm his twin, Anon belongs to me so hooves off to everyone! I only accept genuflection and donations as a form of worship!"
>Anon is seen face-palming hard on camera.
>[You heard it here first folks, 17 years and this mysterious twin pair has been having illicit sexual relations. This is Extra-Extra from Manehattan News saying "incest is best, but your sister to the te-" Oh HA HA Typewriter, very professiona-] https://youtu.be/bfaITehDRdA

>>29951407
kek

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>>29951270
I mean, this is pretty much a thread about the incest itself so sex or the characters assuming it is usually the end game.
I mean, the only way to make a story past that point interesting would be to throw in a bunch of legal related drama and more drama about relations and genetic scares depending on just how related they are. Or to shift the focus into the kid and the day to day problems of a child while Anon and (Relative) take a backseat to it all and at that point incest stops being the focus.
That actually requires quite a bit more effort or skill on part of the writefag, and sure you can skip all that but then you'll have just about the most generic slice of life green with a incest gimmick where nothing actually happens and goes no where which at that point you could just keep writing smut or cute one shots instead.

Stuff like what happens after is usually just a few posts long sometimes one as to not draw it out

>>29951534
OR

or
pregnancy

>>29951534
Really wish that one off last thread of Fluttershy telling her friends she got knocked up would get picked up to be a full story.

>>29947481
Need more drunk auntie sex

my new favorite series of threads

>>29951259
Sadly there was no full green of Bonnie.

>>29952090
Oh, shit, got a screenshot of what was made at least?

>>29952115
No. I would if I could.

>>29952128
Oh well, I guess I'll just we get lucky to see some now then, find out what I missed.

>>29952115
>>29952128
Come to think of it there was a small green that never got finished.
The idea was that Bonnie was two years older than Anon and they grew up with each other.
One part was that she invited him to baking competition and the grand prize was $1000 where if they win they're were going to split the prize money.
They got third place where it's a free dinner at a fancy French restaurant.

>>29952177
This sounds cute.
I wish someone could do it.

>>29949253

Little sister rarity teasing her big brother anon when?

>>29951596
Always

>Be Anon in Equestria
>You're in Canterlot and meet some nice Unicorns, Twilight Velvet and Shining Armor
>After a nice conversation, you tell them that they're a cute couple
>They laugh and correct you: they're actually mother and son
>You're surprised, you can tell that she's older than him, but she doesn't look that much older
>Not to mention that you detect some strange chemistry as well
>They invite you back to their place, and you agree
>When you get there, they sit very close to you, touching you often as they speak in suspiciously sultry tones
>You nervously laugh and ask if they're about to invite you to a threesome
>They correct you again
>It won't be a threesome: you'll have sex with her, and then with him, but they won't have sex with each other, since that would be wrong
>The entire time you're with her, Shining coaches you on her sexual preferences and her sensitive spots
>You get a similar treatment from Velvet while you're with Shining
>They make a lot of physical and eye contact, sometimes even holding hooves and nuzzling
>Then comes the grand finale
>She lays on her back with you on top of her while Shining mounts you from behind
>He shuts down your attempts to control the pace by grabbing onto your hips and making you mimic him
>When he thrusts into you, you do so into her, the same being true for the back stroke
>The metaphor couldn't be more perfect
>You're a condom
>Not to prevent disease or pregnancy, but to prevent incest
>They lavish your face with kisses and licks, but their smouldering, lustful gazes rarely leave each other
>At one point they briefly drop the pretense and kiss deeply and passionately before forcing themselves to pull away and refocus on you
>After a few minutes of this, he finally buries himself deeply into you and lets go, setting off a chain reaction that ends with you and his mother coming as well
>After the three of you clean up, they eagerly ask you to come back again soon while staring hungrily into each other's eyes

>>29952862
Gay and cucking? You sir, are in the wrong thread.

>>29952942
I don't think a threesome counts as cucking.

>>29953029
Still gay.

>>29953029
>>29953051
And not wanted here. Carry on elsewhere if you aren't actually going to go through proper incest, just for the sake to be gay.

>>29952177
Green of this please?

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>>29945632

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>>29954744

>>29954744

>No, Sonata. I am not buying you the Analhilator 3000 for your birthday. There is only so much latex in the world.

>>29954786
>"Oh yeah I am going to ask Nonny."
>"You're seriously going to ask your great-grandson?"

>>29949024
>yousayingilikedudes.jpg
Big, beefy Anon desperately pretending he doesn't want big bro Shining's dick when?

>>29954799
>"Betcha I can convince Nonny to make a mold of his ding-dong for me!"

>>29954744
>"Yes, this sweater is Anon's. Yes, I know it smells like him. If you want one so badly, go ask your grandkid to give you one."

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>>29945632

>>29945632
"Candy why does your mug say 'best mom' ?"
>"Not yet but, it can change if a certain 8 inch green appendage of a cousin I love is inside me."
"You're as subtle as a truck full of explosives hitting a firework factory.

Continued from Last Thread:

>You take Fluttershy into a bedroom, it didn't matter which one. The two of you wanted...NEEDED this.
>Laying her down on the bed, you lean in and start sucking at the closer breast, caressing her other one gently.
>Fluttershy moans. "Anon..." Sure enough, milk starts leaking into your mouth.
>Damn, that actually tastes amazing. Your brow furrows as you think of all the wasted nectar from earlier.
>As you give her huge, milky breasts the attention they deserve, your sister reaches down and takes a hold of your throbbing shaft again.
>She moans in delight as she starts running her soft, gentle fingers over your hard pole.
>You start to think about how she might feel when you're inside her. The thought pokes at your mind until you can't take it anymore.
>With a smirk, you flip the two of you so she's sitting in your lap, your cock resting against her, showing off just how deep you're about to be in her.
>She looks down at it wide-eyed. Biting her lower lip, you hear her murmur, "Oh my...will it fit?"
>"Not getting cold feet, are you Flutters?" You tease.
>Fluttershy pouts and reaches beneath her skirt, moving her panties aside. "It's my first time, brother...go easy..."
>You smile and pull her toward you, allowing you to position at her entrance. She whimpers and lightly grinds against your tip.
>You start sliding yourself into her. Warmth begins to wash over your shaft. Its a tight fit, REALLY tight. You kiss her neck and whisper. "Relax, sis. It will go smoother."
>She moans in response and you feel her loosen ever so slightly. It's still tight, but you feel confident enough to slide yourself in the rest of the way.

>>29955672
>You bury yourself to the hilt in one quick, smooth motion. Fluttershy half-moans, half-screams as her hymen is plowed through by your cock.
>You lean in and kiss her on the lips. Her eyes widen and her hands grip your shirt tightly as her body squeezes your shaft, getting used to the feeling of you inside her.
>After a minute, you feel her relax, she kisses you back before pulling away and giving you the happiest smile you've ever seen.
>"I...I really got to lose my virginity to my beloved big brother..." she says, wiggling her hips and moaning as you move around inside her. "It's so wonderful..." she adds on.
>"We've only gotten started, my dear sister." You say, smiling. You hold her hips still and start to gently thrust up into her.
>Flutters moans, one of her hands moving to her abdomen, undoubtedly trying to feel you inside her. The other goes to your shoulder, pulling you toward her breasts again.
>Accepting the invitation, you reach up and grab both of her breasts, pushing them together until her nipples are able to touch.
>You take them both into your mouth at once and start suckling. You need to keep your hands in place to keep them in position, but it's sending your sister into immense pleasure if her moans are any indication.
>With the position decided, you start to thrust a little harder, Fluttershy's moans increasing in volume alongside the pace.
>"A-Anon..." she moans out weakly. She continues to let you suckle at her nipples, the sweet taste of her milk almost seeming to fuel your thrusts into her.
>Suddenly she seems to tense up, a long, loud moan escaping her lips. You slow down a little bit. "Flutters did you already-?"
>She leans into you, kissing your neck and whimpering, "D-don't stop Anon...not until you're satisfied, too."

>>29955681
>At that, you flip the two of you over, laying her on her back. You use your new position to make longer, harder thrusts into Fluttershy, who grabs onto the bedsheets and moans out your name over and over.
>The image of your sister writhe in pleasure beneath you is burned into your mind. This is a sight you never want to forget. Your thrusts continue to increase in tempo, and you notice her tense up in orgasm a second time.
>Soon you feel yourself getting close, your thrusts reach a frantic pace as your body decides that it can't hold back any longer.
>With a deep moan, you bury yourself into your sister and feel yourself loose your seed into her. She lets out one last moan before you collapse next to her, pulling yourself out slowly.
>Fluttershy whimpers lightly as you leave her empty before pulling herself close to you, resting herself on your chest.
>Her nipples leak one or two drops onto your shirt as she looks up at you, smiling.
>"I love you so much, Big brother..."
>"I love you, too, Flutters." you respond, pulling her up into a loving, tender kiss.

Not a lot, but its something.

>>29955672

"The two of you wanted...NEEDED this."

Twiliiiight!! Science....No, wait. Magic have gone too far this time.

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>Be little kid anon.
>Be walking to school with your twin sister Scootaloo.
>Sun is shining, birds chirping, all that shit. School is kinda boring, but life is good.
>The town's soccer pitch is in your path, you notice some teenagers playing.
>Oh shit, Rainbow Dash is there. Hopefully Scoots doesn't noti-
>"Oh shit, it's Rainbow Dash!"
>God damn it.
>No way will you be able to drag your stubborn mule of a sister away in time. If one of you is late, both of you get shit, so you might as well stick around.
>You run up to the fence, notice your sister literally drooling in admiration after Rainbow Dash scored a goal.
>You really don't get it.
>Eventually the match ends, so you can finally leave.
"We can make it in time for the second period if we take a shortcut through the woods, Scoots. Come on."
>"Fine, whatever." Her carefree attitude has gotten you into trouble countless times, but that's what makes her fun to hang around.
>Halfway through the woods, there is no sign of civilization. No cars, no people, nothing. Just you and your sister, chatting about stupid shit.
>SNAP
>That sounded like someone stepping on a branch behind you.
>You both turn and look, which you immediately regret.
>Two big dudes, wearing fucking suits and black masks like they just came from a bank robbery.
>Both of you just back away slowly, too scared to say a word.
>The guy on the left is holding tape. "Don't resist and you won't get hurt."
>Scoots takes the initiative and pulls on you, and you both start running.
>Within seconds, she trips and falls.
>She's crying hysterically at this point. One of the guys catches up and starts taping over her mouth.
>Fucking fuck, this is serious shit. Your instincts stop you in your tracks and your heart is beating like crazy.
>You want to run, but seeing your sister getting manhandled like that starts a fire in your soul.
>The guy just punches you in your gut and everything goes black.

I haven't seen many traumatic greens in these thread, so here goes.

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>"Anonymous! The rope! Crap- Grab on!"
>You look at your sister, behind your cover as bullets wiz past the old stone work.
>Who would have believed that the other people after the treasure were a bunch of armed dudes with British accents?
"I know that look! We're gonna do something stupid aren't we..."
>"Ha! When do we not bro!?"
>You slam a fresh magazine into the pistol you've procured from one of your "rivals" and take a breath.
>Daring finishes tying the noose.
>"Alright, on three, we use this thing to jump to the platform below."
"If I get shot again, I swear to God, Daring..."
>"Oh please, when did that ever happ- oh right, at the island..."
>You pop out of cover and shoot haphazardly, causing your pursers to step back to avoid it.
>"Three!"
>Daring dashes from the fallen pillar next to your wall and you follow suit!
>You rush to the edge, Daring catching one of the protruding statues with the rope.
>You grab the damn thing and swing for dear life!
>You can feel your sister's athletic buns pressing into your crotch as the gun fire continues.
>Not NOW BONER!
"YOH SHIT!"
>Bullets start flying around you again!
>You two complete the pendulum arc with both of you firing back.
>"Let go, NOW!"
>Trusting her instinct on this you do as you're told.
>Your heart almost bursts through your chest as you see how deep the gap goes.
>Two seconds after, you hit the ground running.
>Daring takes point as you run to the darkness of - what you hope - is the next room.
>Little did you know, that the floor would give out and take you two on a surprise slip and slide of hard stone...

>>29955801
>I haven't seen many traumatic greens in these thread, so here goes.

If this has rape in it and doesn't end at least on a good note, I will end you.
Otherwise, keep going, I want to see some sibling bonds through traumatic events.

>>29955481
DOOD

>>29955801
Im liking it already

>>29955801
Go on

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Remember Grandma 'Nata's tiddies? I sure do. Thanks for being patient with me. I had some trouble writing this part, so let me know if I fucked up too hard.

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>The door to your apartment bursts open and slams against the wall with a loud -BANG- that shakes the dishes in their cupboard all the way in the kitchen.
>You wince at the thought of the doorknob breaking a hole in the wall; not because you care about the apartment, but because your landlord still has his grubby little paws all over your security deposit.
>Sonata looks upset as she watches her sister stomp around angrily, so you reach out and rub one of her shoulders..
>Adagio stomps into the kitchen, too angry to even consider bothering to remove her boots at the door.
>That was one of the rules you had while the sirens were staying with you - no shoes in the house. Mama didn't raise no barbarian.
>Adagio is waiting for you by the time you reach the kitchen.
>She's standing in the middle of the room, facing away from you with her arms crossed.
>Despite her small frame, she manages to look very intimidating.
>You...
>...aren't 100% sure it would be a smart idea to confront the orange girl now.
>Maybe you and Sonata can go do something else until she's cooled dow-
>Sonata places her palm on your chest and pushes you back, maneuvering herself so that she's standing between you and a very pissed-off Adagio.
>" 'Dagi?"
>Oh Goddammit, Sonata.
>This isn't how you wanted to die.
>Adagio spins on her heel and gives you and Sonata the angriest glare you've ever seen.
>"Sonata," she shrieks, "I cannot be-LIEVE you! Of all the stupid things you could have done-"
>Adagio stalks forward menacingly, fists clenched at her side and bared teeth STILL being way too pointy.
>Sonata, ideas of bravery and putting herself between her great-grandson and a hungry lion forgotten, frantically tries to make a backwards retreat and escape her sister's wrath.

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>>29956000
>Unfortunately, the linoleum floor of your kitchen doesn't offer very much in the ways of traction against her socks.
>Sonata slips and slides with almost every other kick, which cripples her attempts to put more space between her and Adagio.
>Without much space between her and you to begin with, it doesn't take much time for Sonata to back up into your chest.
>The poor siren nearly jumps out of her skin at the sudden contact with you, and she would have lost her footing if you hadn't reflexively wrapped your arms around her waist.
>Sonata frantically grasps at your wrists, trying not to slip loose.
>As Adagio advances on the two of you, she beings adding exaggerated hand gestures to her tirade.
>"-of all the idiotic things you could have said!"
>You can't help but notice the way that Adagio's boots leave smears of wet mud wherever she steps and send little pebbles dancing across the floor.
>Goddammit, angry Adagio is just the worst.
>First she slams the door into the wall, and now she's making a mess of your floors with her big dumb boots.
>Fuck this.
>If she thinks she can have a tantrum in YOUR goddamn house, then she has another thing coming.
"Easy, easy," you shout, holding one hand out in a placating gesture, "Calm down! Who is this 'Sunset' chick, and why is it bad that she knows we're related?"
>Adagio stops her tirade and stares at you for a few seconds, breathing hard but not saying anything.
>With a groan, she walks over and sits in the nearest kitchen chair, bringing her hands to her head and rubbing small circles into her skull as though your question had given her a headache.
>"It's bad, Anon," she growls, closing her eyes tight, "Because now the last person we wanted to know there was another siren..."
>She opens one eye and glares at Sonata, who squirms uncomfortably in your arms.
>"...knows that there's another siren."

>>29956007
>You furrow your brow, remembering the scene from the liquor store.
>There had been no problem with keeping their identity a secret then; why was there a problem now?
"So?"
>Adagio plants her hands on the table and and makes to stand up, but stops herself half-way through and relaxes back down in her chair.
"I remember you guys telling me that person in their right mind would ever believe you if you told them that you were a bunch of magical sea-monsters from horse-land. What does it fuckin' matter-"
>You make a vague flapping gesture with your free hand (the other one being firmly claimed by Sonata) towards the front door before wrapping it back around your great-grandmother, to her relief.
"-if Jane Doe off the streets knows your secret?"
>Adagio launches to her feet so quickly and so violently that she nearly sends the chair she was sitting on tumbling away.
>"Because that wasn't some Jane Doe, Anon!" she shouts, planting her hands on the table and leaning forward, "That was Sunset Shimmer!"
>That name means literally nothing to you.
"Who?"
>The silence that follows is so all-consuming that you can actually hear your florescent bulbs humming.
>"Who?!"
>By the look of outrage you received was amazing.
>It was as though you slapped Adagio right on the vagina.
>"She's... she..."
>The anger seems to drain from Adagio all at once.
>She drags her chair back over from behind her and sits back down, slumping forward onto the table.
>Whatever piss and vinegar that had been spearheading her head of steam is gone now, and the absence of it seems to have left her exhausted.
>"...She's someone... you have no idea who she is."

>>29956011
>Adagio collapses onto your table, arms outstretched and cheek pressed against the faux-wood surface.
>"Anon, Sunset and her friends know about sirens. They know how dangerous we can be if we're in possession of our gems, and now she's suddenly introduced to a siren who wasn't there before. She doesn't KNOW you're our grandkid and that you've ALWAYS been here; she'll just think that Aria, Sonata, and I have found a way to bring more sirens in from Equestria. And if we can bring ONE siren in, we can bring ONE-HUNDRED sirens in."
>Adagio smooshes her cheek against the table.
>"She's probably freaking out right now, trying to figure out how to deal with a mass siren invasion."
>Well, that doesn't sound good for you.
"What in the world would happen if they caught you? What, would they torture you or something?"
>"What?!"
>Adagio launches herself up into a sitting position and stares at you with her mouth gaping open.
>"No! Anon, they're kids! They'd just do that... that friendship laser beam at us in the hopes that it'll undo whatever hypothetical siren-summoning magic we supposedly have."
>She clutches at the necklace - now bare of her gem - that she still wears around her neck.
>"And now that we don't have any Equestrian magic to protect us, I have no idea what that thing'll do to us. It might do nothing; it might make our heads explode. I have no idea what'll happen, and I don't want to take that risk."
>For the first time since you've known her (all four days), Adagio looks scared.
>"Anon, my sisters and I have to avoid Sunset and her friends at all cost."
>Adagio slumps forward once more, and her head hits the kitchen table with a dull -thunk-.

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>>29955692
FUCK
i need it man

>>29956018
>Sonata, whom you were holding against your chest this entire time, pushes your arms away from her and goes over to comfort her sister.
>" 'Dagi? I know I messed up, but it's not that bad."
>Adagio unsticks her cheek from the table and turns to face Sonata.
>"I mean, Sunset and her friends know what we look like, right?"
>Adagio nods against the table.
>"Right..." she mumbles
>"And it was only Sunset who got a look at Nonny, right?"
>Adagio furrows her brow and hums.
>You can almost see the gears in her head turning.
>"Right," she says, sounding a bit less hopeless.
>Sonata smiles and starts to bounce on her toes in excitement.
>"So it's not like her friends know what he looks like or anything, right?"
>A small smile tugs at the corners of Adagio's mouth, and she pulls herself up into a sitting position.
>"Right."
>"None of them know who Nonny is, what he looks like, or where he lives," Sonata chirps, "Or that we're even staying with him! All we gotta do is lay low here until we can leave, and we won't get caught! Right?!"
>Adagio stands up, sending her chair sprawling for real this time.
>"Right!"
>Sonata cheers and pumps her fists.
>"Right!"
>They both turn to you, and Adagio beams.
>"Right, champ?"
>Their smiles falter at the look on your face.
>You must have looked as uncertain as you felt.
>"Ch-champ? We can stay, right?"
>...
>"Anon?"
>This has gone from "my wacky magical grandmothers live with me and they want my babies", to "my grandmothers are cartoonish villains who now have a hit on them that a bunch of school children will try to carry out".
>thelaughterstops.png

>>29946182
turn her down, as always?

>>29956040
"C'mon, Dick Dastardly," you say, waving Adagio and Sonata out of the kitchen, "We're gonna go to the living-room to talk. There's a fuck-tonne of backstory you aren't telling me."
-----------------
>You all take your usual places around the coffee table, and then Adagio and Sonata begin to tell you their story.
>And brother, shit got real.
>"It all started about 8 months ago..."
>It starts out with a bit of backstory on this 'Sunset Shimmer' girl, who's from Equestria; just like your grandmothers are.
>They shot you a pretty dirty look when you asked if Sunset Shimmer was a siren, and insisted that she was "a horse" instead.
>More than that, they told you in greater depth about Equestria; about their home.
>They explained that when an enormous explosion of Equestrian magic had lit up the sky, they knew that this was their chance for power; maybe even to go home.
>"No more having to eat Taco Bell when it's Sonata's turn to make dinner! Just delicious fish, straight from the ocean!"
>Adagio was practically salivating at the thought.
>Sonata just crossed her arms and childishly stuck her tongue out at Adagio.

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>>29955801
>You are in what feels like the trunk of a car, hands and feed bound, bag over your head.
>You've been there for at least an hour, though it's hard to tell.
>You spent the first half of that time crying like a little bitch, but eventually the tears stopped flowing.
>The only thing you can hear is the rumbling of the car and your own hyperventilation.
>You have no idea where Scootaloo is, which is stressing you out more and more with every passing minute.
>Eventually the car starts slowing down and making frequent turns, giving you morbid relief while you get tossed around the trunk.
>The car stops completely, and you finally hear the sound of door slams.
>The trunk opens, the guy picks you up and starts walking.
>He takes you down a flight of stairs, pulls the bag off your head, and rips the tape off your mouth with no regard for the skin beneath it.
>That fucking hurt, but you don't dare say anything.
>The masked fucker loosens the rest of your restraint and literally throws you on the floor of what looks like a basement improvised into a jail cell.
>"Nobody will hear you down here except for us, and I suggest you don't annoy us with any pointless screaming."
>He shuts the door and leaves you in the cold, damp, and badly lit room.
>"N-Nonnie?"
>The mother of all reliefs washes over you.
>"Scoots?" You can barely keep your tears back.
>There she is, sitting in a fetal position on a bed in the corner of the room.
>Eyes red from crying, hair completely messed up, and unconfident stuttering, you've never seen your rowdy tomboy sister like this.
>The weight of the situation threatens to overwhelm you as your heart rate increases and a wave of dizziness washes over you.
>The utterly frightened look on her face as she watches you stumble like an idiot gives you the realization of a lifetime.
>She's counting on you. For what, you don't know exactly, but there is one thing that you do know. You have to be strong.
>You have to be strong, for her.

>>29956067
>"They tried to summon their harmony magic so that they could stop us in the gym and take away our only chance for a smooth getaway."
>A rare vindictive smile makes an appearance on Sonata's face.
>"They stood there, hand-in-hand, and shouted for everyone to hear that we were evil and that they were going to stop us," said Sonata, "Absolutely nothing happened, and it was the funniest thing I'd seen in decades."
>"We were so close, too," continued Adagio, "The Battle of the Bands had been going so poorly for Sunset's friends; from petty disagreements all the way up to sabotage."
>Sonata decided to throw in her two cents right about then.
>"The school didn't like Sunset yet 'cause of what she did before, and everyone assumed the worst when she tackled Rainbow Dash."
>Adagio nodded.
>"The school hated Sunset... The Rainbooms hated each other... Not even that purple loser could make them focus enough to overpower us."
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>About an hour later, the story is coming to a close and the sirens are finishing up their explanation.
>You managed to squeeze just about every detail you could think of from them; from their magic gems to how they even managed to join a school function if they weren't enrolled in Canterlot High.
"...so they defeated you with the power of music?"
>Adagio covers her face with both hands and smothers a groan.
>"And friendship."
>When you don't say anything for a long few moments, Adagio parts her fingers and peeks out at you with one eye.
>You're giving her a look that says "are you fucking kidding me?", and she knows it.
>"Don't look at me like that!"
>Adagio groans miserably and brings her legs up, keeping her face covered as she curls them against her chest.

>>29956068
Oh shit, am I interrupting? Sorry, friend, I'm right near the end.

>>29956089
>"We would have won right then and there if Sunset hadn't crawled up on stage like a rat out of a street gutter."
>Sonata sighs and leans against Adagio.
>"What did she have that we didn't?" Sonata asks, equally miserable.
>Adagio snorts.
>"A 9-inch cock between her thighs, probably."
>Sonata giggles and elbows her sister.
>"A new one," she adds, "Daily."
>Shots fired.
>You watch as the two sisters have a well-needed giggle m8.
>Adagio is the first to recover, wrapping an arm around her sister's shoulders and pulling her close.
>"...and after that, our gems broke and we couldn't sing any more."
>Couldn't they?
>That phrase tickles the ol' memory banks.
"The first day we met - Aria said that was why she didn't think that singing for me would work."
>"Well... that's only half-right," says Adagio, nodding in confirmation, "We can sing, Anon; we just can't cast spells and use our voices to ensnare humans."
>"Yeah, what 'Dagi said," chirps Sonata, "Since we were using song-magic, those gems were connected to our voices. When they broke, well..."
>Sonata looks like she's struggling to find the word she wants, so Adagio speaks up instead.
>"It felt like my wedding night back in 1307, when I married Thizo 'The Throat-Fucker' Gilis."
>You wince in sympathy, and Adagio nods.
>She pinches part of her throat and starts making raspy, choking noises.

>>29956011
>>It was as though you slapped Adagio right on the vagina.
kek

>>29956101
>You sigh and lean back into your chair.
"This is some pretty heavy shit you two are dumping on me."
>You can't believe they actually tried to take over the world.
>How fucked up is that?
>You stand up from your couch and begin pacing, trying to come to a decision.
>Adagio disentangles herself from her sister and stands up, grabbing Sonata by the hands and tugging her into a standing position.
>She and Sonata walk over to you.
>"Look, kiddo," she says, placing both hands on your shoulders, "I promise that this is gonna be worth it. You just gotta trust us."
>You think back to the hugs you got from Sonata.
>The soup that Adagio made when you were hungover.
>The amazing ass that Aria had.
>Grandma 'Nata's tiddies.
>...
>Son of a bitch, FINE.
"...so how soon can Aria make it back home?"
>Sonata looks absolutely tickled pink.
>"We can stay?!"
"Yeah, well..." you grunt, wondering just how quickly this is going to come back and bite you, "...you're family."
>You didn't expect the hugs that came your way, but they were just the thing you needed after a day as long as today.

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Teaser for the next part:

>Aria shows off her custom-made vibrating dildo that's mapped to Anon's dick.
>Her sisters "ooh" and "aah" appreciatively.
>"We're taking things a bit more slowly, Aria," says Adagio, "I don't think Anon would appreciate us groping him after all that."
>A looks like her sister just pissed in her cereal.
>"...what?! You mean I wasted almost 800 dollars?!"
>Arai angrily undoes her belt and tugs down her pants; underwear and all.
>"Fuckin'.... get me my leggings, Sonata. I paid for this, dammit, and I'm going to use it."
>"Why do you want your leggings?" asks Sonata.
>"I want Anon to know what I'm doing. I'm gonna remind him that he fits perfectly inside of me."

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And that's it. This part was pretty heavy on the exposition, but things'll be back to normal after this. I hope you guys liked it.

Onichansfables, are you going to update soon or is life in the way?

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>>29956129
>that teaser
my sides

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>>29956068
>She's counting on you. For what, you don't know exactly, but there is one thing that you do know. You have to be strong.
>You have to be strong, for her.

Hang in there little Anon

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>>29956135
Yeah man. Finding a job, finishing school, having a job. It's a lot shit right now. I have about one post worth of content right now, and I am definitely not posting just that.

Besides, we have a decent amount of green going for us right now. I'd feel more inclined if these threads were going a month long like they were awhile ago, but we've been pretty consistent recently. Trust me, when I have an update ready you guys will be the first to know.

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>>29956068
>It's been hours. If it wasn't for the clock in your room, your sanity would surely be in jeopardy.
>You had sat down next to your sister right after being thrown into the dungeon, and she hadn't let go of your arm since.
>You couldn't think of anything to say to break the tension in the atmosphere. She seemed to be calmer, so this was fine for now.
>The thumping sound of boots walking down the stairs caused both of you to flinch involuntarily.
>As the door started creeping open, you both pulled closer, not knowing what else to do but to take comfort in each other's presence.
>"This is your food for today. If I come back tomorrow and see you haven't eaten, there's going to be consequences."
>The guy, still keeping his creepy mask on, left as quickly as he had entered.
>You reluctantly pulled away from your sister to inspect the food tray he had laid down on the table in the middle of the room.
>Two glasses, a water bottle, and a bowl of thick, disgusting-looking oatmeal.
"C-Come on, Scoots." You tried (and failed) to sound cheerful. "We better eat."
>What commenced was the most awkward meal in your life. Neither of you said anything, rather focusing on forcing this demonic slop down your throats with your fingers.
>After fifteen long minutes of this, Scoots wordlessly goes back to her corner, taking the same position as before.
>Knowing what to do, you sit back down next to her. Instead of holding your arm, this time she just leans her head on your shoulder.
>"Nonnie, are we going to die?"
>You were not prepared for this. You were not prepared for any of this.
>Words failed you and your heart started beating faster. Scootaloo seems to have noticed your discomfort, as you noticed a guilty look form on her face.
>"Sorry. That was a stupid thing to ask."
>Her attempt at giving you a remorseful smile was surprisingly successful at calming you down.
>Content in your current position, you both simply remained in each other's grasp for the remainder of the day.

>>29955069

>Its like a tiny wrinkled zucchini. I`m pretty sure the dude is supposed to be hard when you use the mold.

>Wow, Aria. You`re like an expert on dicks.

>...Uh, thanks, i guess.

>I guess Adagio was wrong when she said you were turning into a sexless old spinster.

>She what? I`mma shove her spiky boot up her ass.

.............................................

>Hah, Aria is busy, Adagio is busy. I get a free meal. And i can get nonny to myself for mold practice. Sonata, you are a genius.

>We are still in the room, you stupid slag. You better make use of that free time because after i have Aria bite the pillow and assert my dominance. I will get you and no dick replica
or analhilator will compare to what i will do to your ass.

>Wow, suddenly it got hot in here. I wanna join the fun too.

And thats why Anon had to burn the new couch.

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>You are Adagio, and you and your sisters are all laying around in your bedroom; AKA Anon's guest bedroom.
>"So why are we doing this, Adagio?"
>And Aria will not shut up.
>You've explained this to Aria plenty of times, but she keeps on asking.
"Because bad shit might happen if we get caught, and Anon's the only one who can go outside."
>"And what do we do now, great leader?"
>Aria makes sure to add a sarcastic inflection on "great leader".
>Just like she always does when she acknowledges your authority.
"We wait until the house humans tell us that we own our new place."
>Aria throws a pillow at you and it hits you in the face.
>"No! I mean, right now! Why are we just laying around?"
"Because," you say, trying not to sound annoyed, "we're waiting for Anon to get back home with the groceries."
>Sonata nudges you with her foot to get your attention.
>"Do you think he'll get my Froot Loops?"
"Was it on the list?"
>"Uh-huh."
"Then probably."
>There's a long, blessed silence, then...
>"Adagio?"
"Yes, Aria?"
>"...I'm bored."
>It's like taking care of a bunch of children, you swear to Celestia.
"Look, just..."
>You cover your face with you hands and sigh deeply.
"...tell us about your trip."
>Aria doesn't miss a beat before speaking up.
>"It sucked. The bankers were dumb, the house humans kept trying to sell me shit we didn't need, and the dildo place-"
>Excuse you?
"The dildo place?"
>Aria sits up and leans against the wall.
>"The dildo place."
>Sonata chooses this moment to throw in her two cents.
>" 'Dagi? Do WE have a dildo place in the city?"
>You don't even dignify that question with an answer.
>Aria gets to her feet and marches over to that big bag she had brought back with her.
>She reaches in and tugs out a big package.
>After wrestling with the wrapping and the cardboard for a minute, Aria spins around and proudly presents her treasure.
>It's a big package.
>Ba-dum-chss.
>"Check it out! I had this vibrating son-of-a-bitch custom-made, girls."

>>29956544
>She brings it closer to you, and you give it a curious examination as Sonata scoots forward to see it better.
>"Cost me nearly $800."
>You whistle appreciatively.
"Aria, I know we have tonnes of cash, but do you have to do spending it on things like vibrating dildos?"
>Aria scoffs and sticks her hand back into her bag, pulling out a bottle of lube, some leg-straps (presumably to keep that thing from falling out), and a bunch of AA-batteries.
>"It was expensive because I had it gave them some very specific measurements."
>...oh, Celestia, you can see where this is going.
"Aria..."
>Your sister just grins at you.
>"Measurements and a couple of reference photos."
>Dammit.
>Aria describes the various features this thing has (including a 2-year warranty), and you and Sonata "ooh" and "aah" at all the right moments.
>36 vibrating features is pretty impressive, you'll give her that.
>"I swear," says Aria, smiling lovingly at her phallus, "I'm going to have this thing stuffed up my pussy whenever I'm around Anonymous."
>She plays with the wireless remote and nearly drops her vibrator when it starts bucking and kicking in her hand.
"About that, Aria."
>She ignores you in favour of tracing her hand over the ridges and veins.
"We're taking things a little bit more slower with Anon. I'm not sure he would appreciate it if you teased him like that."
>Aria looks at you as though you just told her that fish-monster-Christmas had been canceled.
>"Wh-what?!" she shrieks, "You mean I wasted nearly $800?!"
>You shrug.
"Guess so, tiger."
>Aria scoffs and a familiar angry scowl scrunches up her face.
>"No, no, no," she says, fumbling with her belt, "Fuck that."
>She shoves her pantes down and kicks them into a corner, now clad in only a shirt and her socks.
>"Sonata, help me find my leggings!" she shouts.
>Sonata gets to her feet and starts rummaging through Aria's drawer.
>"Which one?"
>"The purple ones!"

>>29956544
w-what is happening

there is even more what is this

>>29956547
>While Sonata looks for her leggings, Aria busies herself slathering the dildo with lube.
>Sonata jumps over your legs and rushes over to Aria, happily presenting the balled-up purple leggings.
>"Found'em!"
>"Ah~"
>Aria slowly slides the length of the dildo into her folds, hissing and trying to relax as the fake cock stretches her.
>"Ooh... It's bigger than I remember him being..."
>After a few moments of huffing and puffing, Aria slides the entire thing inside of her.
>"N-Now Anonymous will ALWAYS r-remember that he f-fits inside me like a..."
>The phallus slides out of her, and she pushes it back in with a moan.
>"...like a glove."
>She's blushing pretty badly, and the hand she uses to take the leggings from Sonata is shaking visibly.
>"Th-thanks, Sonata..."
>It takes a few tries to get the leggings on because the dildo kept sliding out.
>Sonata eventually volunteered to hold it against her crotch while Aria slipped her new pants on.
>You don't know if it was by accident or on purpose, but Sonata seemed to have a case of butter fingers today.
>That vibrating thing didn't stay in place under Sonata's watch, and Aria was left slightly breathless when she finally tugged those leggings over her plump ass and secured them around her waist.
>You can see the outline of the dildo through the leggings, as well as the straps that are hooked around her waist keeping it in place.
>"Hoh-kay," gasped Aria as she fumbled with the remote control for the vibrator, "Let's g-give this baby a r-ride."
>You hold out a hand to stop her.
"You're really gonna try that here?"
>Aria nods.
>You quirk an eyebrow and smirk.
"In front of your sisters?"
>Aria blushes a bit, but nods.
>"I wanna know if it works. Maybe I need to retu-"
>CLICK
>"Sonat-aahhh~"
>Aria reaches out to grab the remote from Sonata, but instead she falls to her knees and grasps at her crotch.
>"So, girls," purrs Sonata, "Wanna see if she can handle all 36 settings?"

>>29956550
I decided to write and post the next part immediately.

>>29956560
>"N-Nooo~" warbles Aria, falling to her side as Sonata presses another button.
"...lemme see that thing, Sonata."
>Sonata tosses the remote to you and you spy a dial labeled "intensity."
>An audible buzz fills the room (as well as your purple sister's moans) as you twist the dial all the way to maximum.
>Maybe waiting for Anon to get back home won't be so boring for Aria after all.

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>You are Anon, and boy are these groceries heavy.
>You twist the doorknob with your pinkie fingers (which you're pretty sure is now sprained) and nudge the door open with your butt.
"Girls!" you shout, "I'm back! Help me put these things away!"
>You strain your ears to listen, but nobody answers.
>All you hear is a suspicious buzzing.
>"A-Anon'mus!"
>Aria comes stumbling out of the siren's bedroom, hitting the far wall and falling to her knees.
>You drop your groceries and rush over to the purple siren.
>What in the world is wrong with her?
>Is she sick?
>Hurt?
>IS GRANDMA DYING?!
"Aria?!"
>She tilts her head up and makes the l-lewdest face you've ever seen.
>...now that you're this close, you're noticing a lot of new things about her.
>For one, her face is beet-red.
>Second, she's sweating like a motherfucker; looking more like that morning you had sex than anything else.
>Three, she smells like a whorehouse.
>"A-Anon! I-I need help~"
>Aria reaches out with shaking arms and weakly grasps your shoulders.
>You grab her by the sides (just under her arms) and try to lift her.

>>29956572
>When you get her to her feet, you notice that the buzzing has grown louder.
>Oddly enough, it's coming from her crotch.
>Surely, with these things considered, you can't be blamed for looking down, right?
>And holy Moses, Aria is absolutely soaked.
>Her entire crotch is a darker shade of purple than the leggings around them.
"Aria? Why do you-"
>"F-Fuck me!"
>Your attempt to make discussion with your purple roommate is cut tragically short when she grips you with surprising strength (considering her situation) and pulls you into a desperate kiss.

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And that's the story of how Adagio and Sonata lost their battery privileges.
This is absolutely canon and is exactly what happened after Aria got back home.

>>29956572
>I decided to write and post the next part immediately.
NICE

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>>29955692
>you bury yourself into your sister and feel yourself loose your seed into her

>>29955481
I witnessed you, a bit late, I admit. But witnessed all the same.

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>>29956584
>You are Anon, and it is several hours later.
>You and the sirens are all cuddled up on the couch, watching a movie.
>The lights are off, and blankets are covering everyone.
>You are sitting in your one-person couch, and Adagio and Sonata are sprawled out on the longer sofa.
>Aria has planted herself firmly in your lap and is happily munching on Sonata's box of Froot Loops while the blue girl watches sadly.
>Sonata looks at you as though she were a puppy and you just kicked her.
"Don't give me that look," you say, tightening your arms around Aria, "what you did to Aria was mean."
>Sonata 'harumph's and crosses her arms.
>"I can't believe you'd treat your own grandmother this way, Nonny..."
>Aria wriggles her bum around in your lap and swallows her mouthful of artificially-flavoured fruit cereal.
>"I don't think so, Sonata," she rasps, her throat still sore from nearly two hours of non-stop noise-making, "Anonymous is a bit of a putz, but he's treating ME just fine."
>She counts off with her fingers.
>"First one he had sex with, first one he had a sensual bath with-"
>You interrupt her with a pat on the thigh.
"You were barely conscious for most of that bath, Aria. And I only did it because I didn't trust Adagio or Sonata to wash you up properly."
>Aria shrugs and stuffs another handful of dry cereal into her mouth.
>"You touched me 'down there'," she insists, spraying wet chunks of Froot Loops all over your carpet, "It counts as a sensual bath."
>Aria twists around and pats your cheek with an expression that you could almost call fondness.
>"You did good, Anonymous. Remind me to give you a handie later."
"...shut up and watch the movie."

Okay, for real, I'm done.

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>"Anon, who was that girl just now?"
>"W-What do you mean "girlfriend?"
>"Anon, what about me?"
>"Who cares if I'm your sister! That girl doesn't deserve you."
>"Anon... am I not good enough for you?"

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>>29956755
>you will never have a clingy Chrysalis sister
>you will never impregnate her after coming to terms with your feelings for her
>you will never freeze when she makes a comment about this only being the first child you two have
>you will never start a huge family with Chrysalsis

>>29956423
>And thats why Anon had to burn the new couch.
Did it get ruptured by Adagio's spiky boot so that the stuffing came out?

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>>29956823
>Years down the line

>>29956829

The forensics could only hint an "Unknown organic residue"

>>29956736
I love their cute friendship dynamic!

>>29956852

Years later:

>Hah, you thought you were fucking mommy, but it was me, Timmy.

>Oh god, was i fucking you yesterday too?

>Nah, that was Claudia...I was fucking mom looking like you yesterday.

>Hah, you suck, Timmy. I was mom yesterday.

Changeling Incest is confusing.

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>>29956406
>Twelve long hours had passed, and you were dead tired. You fell down on the other bed across the room, yawning heavily.
"I'm going to sleep, Scoots. G'night."
>"Wait."
>She sounded apprehensive. "My bed is further from the door. Besides..."
>Awkward pause.
>"It's really cold in here."
>Another awkward pause. You sat upright on your bed, waiting for her to continue.
>"Could you... sleep over here?"
>Your heart jumped. Coming from the fiercely independent and confident Scootaloo, this was not a request to be taken lightly, not that you would have considered responding negatively.
"Sure."
>A thin sheet and a hard mattress, this was hardly a bed worth its weight in dirt. But somehow, being next to Scootaloo made it bearable.
>Facing away from each other seemed to be the polite thing to do in this situation, but you couldn't avoid your backs touching without falling on the floor.
>"Why didn't you run away after I fell?"
"I... couldn't. I saw what they were planning and I couldn't leave you alone."
>Scootaloo turned around and started sobbing against your back.
>I'm sorry. Y-you shouldn't be here, it should just be-"
>You turned around to face her. You didn't really know how to approach this, so you just blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"I'd rather worry about you here than worry about you at home."
>At that, she was again at the verge of tears. You wondered if you had said the right thing.
"Besides, I'm the one who suggested the forest path."
>"But... I'm the one who made us late for school."
>And there you saw it, a chance to lighten the mood.
"No, this is mom's fault for having us in the first place!"
>She paused for a moment, then let out a light-hearted giggle.
"Good night, Scoots."
>Before you had a chance to turn away, you sister gave you a quick kiss on the cheek. "Good night, Nonnie."
>Before drifting off to sleep, you briefly considered Scoots' first question. Did you regret not running when you had the chance?
>No. No you did not.

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>These are your sisters for the rest of your life.
>Wat do?

>>29956939
I should stop this here for today, since it's getting late. I have a pretty good idea of where to go with this green, so I'll continue tomorrow if people are interested.

Also, there's a distressing lack of humanized Scootaloo artwork.

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>>29956985
>if people are interested.
People are interested, come on.
It's pretty good, get some rest, we'll be here waiting.
>there's a distressing lack of humanized...
That's actually becoming a very common saying in these threads.
Also, I know, right?

>>29956878
Thank you, friend. I'm trying to keep it light-hearted considering the text-dump I just posted.

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>>29945632
Just imagine a older sister or cousin Rarity with this outfit.

>>29956547
>but do you have to do spending it on things like vibrating dildos?"
>do you have to do spending it
FIX

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>>29956736
kek this is great

and so far aria is still a shit

>>29957757
FUCK
Thanks for pointing that out. I really ought to stop rewriting sentences starting from the middle. Shit like this slips past me all the time (as I'm sure this thread figured out a while ago)

>>29957803
Thanks Anon, I'm glad it's entertaining. And yeah, Aria is a shit right now. She's like a tsundere, only without the part where she actually likes the person she's being terrible to. She'll have her moments.

>>29957178
>Cousin Rarity will never model her clothes for you
>She will never have any problems with stripping down to her undies in between outfits
>She will never be in the habit of not wearing a bra

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>>29957849
Yesss

>Big sister Rarity will never love cuddling you a little too much
>She will never get you to sit on her lap whenever you read or watch TV
>She will never insist that you sleep in bed with her when your parents are away so that she can keep an eye on you better
>She will never tell you that cuddling feels better if neither of you are wearing shirts

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>>29957988
that sounds pretty cozy actually

>>29957988
>you will never use big sister Rarity's breasts as pillows

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>>29956949
Lick and dick all day every day.

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>>29957849
>>29957880

>She gives you a slow spin, causing the hem of the long satin shirt to flutter, letting you catch a glimpse of those healthy legs.
>"How is it? Tell me, tell me."
"I don't knoooow cous, maybe something a bit more... revealing?"
>"Well, this number is quite a bit too reserved for this day and age, good call darling."
>She begins to undress right in front of you.
>Pulling the top over her head, exposing her perky breasts before bending over and dropping the pants.
>Boner: thank you for the meal.
>She goes back into her closet for round four.
>She comes out wearing something that shows more skin.
>Too little skin.
>"What do you think? I just love how this sweater not only accentuates my breasts but also has a little piece to show some cleavage and it's long enough to also be a ski-"
"2/10, no kneesocks."
>"Anon, please, I'm pretty much perfect right now, what could possibly be a better outfit? I demand you show me"
>She pulls you into her closet and starts showing you piece after piece of clothes.
>You scoff indignantly at it all.
>You tell your cousin to strip and she does so.
>All of it.
>She's so indignant at the prospect that she's being out fashioned that she drops the panties as well, exposing a small lewd tuft of purple hair above her slit.
>"Alright, darling, dazzle me."
>You pull out a pair of kneesocks and make her wear them.
>10/10
>"Anon!? What's the meaning of this?"
"It's naked kneesocks Rarity, the supreme sleepwea- nay, the supreme outfit that every woman should wear all the time."
>She looks over herself in the full body mirror.
>"I feel unrestrained, yet so vulnerable... but these socks provide me such comfort..."
"Now imagine how it would feel to sleep like that, feeling your sheets wrapped directly on your skin while you have these complicated emotions, that... is the true power of naked kneesocks."
>"H-How salacious. Anonymous, you have done it again darling, you truly see in these unassuming pieces what I myself fail to."

>>29958192
>"I now need to test this. Come, Anonymous! We're going to take a nap together!"

>>29958192
unf. I love it

>>29958192
oh yes

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>>29958218
>>29958222
>>29958231

Everything is better with kneesocks!

>Rarity always asks cousin Anon for his second opinion.
>Kneesocks is always the answer
>"But Anonymous, that's ridiculous, I'm already wearing kneesocks."
>...
"Then long gloves! They are clearly kneesocks for your arms!"
>"Darling, you are a genius!"