Trap Tickler 52 (trap/crossdressing pony thread #63): Fair Winds

First eep

>>30009240
You just know he saw more than he should have seen

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PRINCESS! Princess here! Kiss the princess! Only 10 bits to kiss this genuine, real, and totally legit, princess!

>>30010783
OUTTAMYWAY

I'm going to kiss the everloving fuck out of that princess

>>30010830
He'd eep pretty loudly

>>30011242
>He
Hahah, you big goof, the sign says princess

I'm going back in

>>30011287
Oh, ok then... what's she the princess of?

>>30011587
It doesn't say, but I'm sure it's something really princess-like

God, she's hot

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>>30011918
Hot

>>30011674
Would lewd

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>>30008477
Fair Winds edition you say.

>>30013299
Would cum inside

>>30010783
I'd shrink him

>>30014068
It's always micro, isn't it?

>>30012598
Would you touch it?

>>30015246
Yes

>>30013299
He looks so sexy

So why is Goldie so manly?

>>30017073
Because he's the golden stallion

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>>30017073
>>30017479
because he has the powerrrrrrr
>manly eep's

>>30017881
What power?

>>30018317
To accessorize and coordinate outfits like nobodies business

But I have the power to shrink him and put him down the front of my pants

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What did he mean by this?

>>30018326
and then what?

>>30019120
Try and keep a straight face all day

>>30019137
Hopefully he will be manlier after this, right?

>>30019366
He will definitely cum out a changed man.

>>30019391
Eep

>>30010783
Assuming nopny is stupid enough to think that's a "real" alicorn princess, I'm sure a lot of stallions would want to kiss a cute mare regardless.

>>30020719
Now dress that green pony into a cute dress

>>30020952
And if they find out... just dress them up as well

>>30021285
>"SOYLENT PRINCESSES ARE STALLIONS!"

>>30021322
Nonsense

What is Goldie's secret to manliness?

>>30023097
This>>30021891

>>30023534
So he transfers the manly I guess

>>30024057
Yes, now Mac is a sissy

>>30024649
I guess that explains orchard blossom

>>30025654
God this is cute

>>30025654
He looks like such a kind pony

>>30026750
Would you pick out flowers with him?

>>30027239
Yes, I'd do it romantically

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>>30008477

Well: If you want more of Fair Winds and military antics, feel free to come on over to Captain's CYOA,

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>>30028335
Whoop, almost forgot a link
>>30028298

And to pay for this post, here's another Fair.

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Rarity

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>>30028458
You're

>>30028458
>>30028500
>Not trap horse
Get this shit out of here

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>>30028500
giving

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>>30028506
Let me finish.

>>30028512
me

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>>30028546
ideas

>>30028562
Seriously, would be better off compiling all this into one image

>>30028562
Would be neat to see Spearie or Brainy in these outfits

>>30028458
>>30028500
>>30028512
>>30028546
>>30028562
I kinda want to see green involving these and spearie and/or brainstorm

>>30029515
First:
>Rara thinks it would be a good idea to dress spearie up as a lamb for a few days
Second:
>Rara puts Spearie in a pretty warm, white, fluffly dress
>Also puts Brainstorm into a simple yellow dress
>Suddenly Rara casts a spell on Brainstorm that slowly encases him into a big egg
>Poor Brainstorm tries to resist but can't
>Ends up trapped in the egg
>Feels his dress get more frillier and poofier by the second
>Tries hatch out but can't, and is told that he will be in there for a couple hours before the show
>Rarity finishes by shrinking the egg that Brainstorm is in, and then putting him in Spearie's clamshell for Spearie to rest on and incubate, along with the eggs for all the other backup dancers
>Poor spearie has to rest with all the eggs moving about before the show
>As Brainstorm hatches out, it is revealed that he is in a very super frilly dress and is small as a chick
>After the show, he is put back into an egg and has to be like this for the whole 2 weeks
Third:
>Rarity Shrinks Spearie to tiny bug size and then encases him into a cocoon on the ceiling
>Once the show starts, he comes out transformed into a butterfly pony
>After the show, Rarity puts him back into a cocoon, telling him that he must do this for the next week or so
Fourth:
>Spearie shrunk and turned into tadpole pony which during the show transforms into a frog pony
Fifth:
>Brainstorm is walking around one day when suddenly the Breezie who almost married him and the Bee pony see him
>He gets stung and turned into a beautiful little Rose Pony, as the 2 fight over him and make him even more pretty and flower like in the process

>>30028903
>>30029515

What did you think my ideas were?

>>30029638
Lewd

>>30030893
>>30030934
what's his name?

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>>30031502
Spring Breeze. My lil' babbu.

>>30031816
Would tickle

Why can't trap horses be real?

>>30032548
Because they're perfect

>>30033156
Well damn

>>30032548
Because you are

>>30031816
I want him

>>30014068
the stallion is not for shrink

>>30035563
awww

>>30036116
If they get too small, you end up losing them. It's just how life works

>>30036332
Not if you're careful

>>30036724
Time to invest in a magnifying glass, anon

>>30010783
yeah, I'd kiss "her"
on the taint

>>30036870
>tfw no tiny trap to put in a tiny dress and tie up in dental floss and examine under microscope and teasing them about how tiny they are

>>30038337
meant to say Magnifying glass, but I guess you can make them tinier and use thinner string

>>30038337
>not adjusting the microscope to look up his skirt while reassuring him it's for science

>>30038457
On the subject of science, you could just use an eyedropper to inject a sperm sample into him, or on him, and see what happens

>>30038516
A ruined dress is what happens

>>30038609
Not if you inject it inside them, maybe bug sperm along with bug eggs just to see what happens

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>>30039296
>ovipostion

>>30039842
But it's for science

>>30040218
>Not lightly fondling his crotch with the loose fuzzy ends of a q-tip """for science""" while he squirms
pleb

>>30040362
Just how tiny is he?

>>30040634
Half a centimeter tall is good. Small enough to be absolutely adorable and helpless, and still big enough to see his face blushu and sheath twitch through a magnifying glass as you tease him

>>30040672
>Barely ant sized
>Probably would be scared if any insect were close to him
>His squirming when a creepy crawly or flying thing comes anywhere near you and him

>>30040859
tease him gently until he's able to get rid of that pent up energy

>>30040910
... so where will he sleep?

All this tiny pony talk is making me want a tiny trap horse now, but maybe dolly sized

>>30041643
Sounds better

>>30043131
I'd let him put a spell on me

>>30043455
What spell?

>>30043887
his dick

>>30020719
How would Spearmint or Brainstorm feel about a kissing booth? I don't now why, but those two are the most fun to put in these situations.

>>30044487
Brainstorm would be like "NO! DO NOT WANT!!!", but it's all in his head and he knows he has to.

>>30044487
I'd kiss them

>>30044256
What if it's too smole?

>>30044726
It will only be a minute

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Would you touch?

So, which trap horse would you kiss /ttg/?

>>30047549
Goldie

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>>30047549

>>30047910
Would you give him your manliness?

>>30048326
He has more than enoigh

>>30049009
I guess you're right, he is pretty manly

>>30049485
What is his secret to manliness?

>>30049988
Why thank you

>>30049988
He looks like cutie, I'll take him

>>30046413
That's a pretty long time.

>>30050809
Enough to get your money's worth

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>>30051866
Who is this green horse?

>>30052452
my oc

>>30052495
He's cute

>>30052495
He's pretty green

>>30053829
Looks cute

>>30055734
What are they giggling about?

>>30056136
You not wearing a dress

So what's the best dress for trap?

>>30057077
Maid outfit, it's maid for them

>>30058437
so true

>>30047916
Would hire on the spot

>>30057962
Why is shining so cute in a dress?

>>30060426
Because he has a pretty nice feminine charm to him

Eep

A nice trap horse has the thiccest butt?

>>30061817
Yes, nice trap horses usually have extra thicc butts

>>30062146
Meant to say "which trap horse has the thiccest butt"

>>30062279
Big mac has a big one

Eep

>>30062438
You mean Orchard Blossom

>>30062279
Spearie

>>30063831
What did he see?

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What did he mean by this?

>>30064870
That you should drink out of him, but becareful

>>30065250
That sounds way too lewd

>>30062279
Brainstorm also has a nice ass

>>30066036
I think of lewder

>>30064870
Don't get drunk with him

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A lewd trap is good, too.

>>30068021
I'd touch that dick

>>30067935
What if I want to though?

>>30068818
Use non-alcoholic drinks

>>30069366
That's no fun

>>30069944
Well, Glitter is just a foal

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Linked because he's standing

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>>30071427
>implying we haven't seen ponies on two legs in the show before

>>30071758
This horse seems like a cute horse

>>30068021
>those piercings
E-eep

So where would /ttg/ take a trap pony to on a date?

>>30073998
A trap club

>>30074241
Do those exist?

>>30074793
I hope

Eep

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What is Goldie responding to?

>>30077224
Send nudes or you aren't manly!

>>30077860
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>>30078274
Damn, that's manly

>>30079573
It really is a manly ass and giant manly dick

>>30079011
I'm going in dry

>>30080559
Be gentle now

>>30077860
He's already nude though

Remember when we actually had green last thread? that was nice, what happened to that?

>>30081778
They gave up

>>30081778
How about a green with Sweetie Belle "helping" Feather Bangs.

>>30082674
Or Feather Bangs getting into girly clothing

>>30083093
And turning gay

>>30076581

>>30077224
Why he's in this thread if he's manly

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This episode has given me more ideas.

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>>30086551
damn, i have to catch up with this

>>30086551
cute

>>30086551
>That yellow dress
>Two Piece
>TWO PIECE

>>30087388
It's a nice dress

>>30086551
Spearie and brainstorm in these dresses when?

I left one month and thread is the same
wow

>>30089535
Well, until we get that greentext author from last thread back, maybe we will have green

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Dusk fidgeted nervously.

As the minutes ticked by during the lecture, his eyes glanced periodically at his backpack, making sure that it's zipped up and its contents tucked away out of sight.

Wouldn't want anyone to see *those* clothes.

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>>30090139

Ever since the nasty breakup he'd suffered with Brenda Sentry, and the latter disappeared from his life without even picking up her stuff from his room, Dusk's life had gotten... Strange. Rainbow Blitz, his roommate, dropped out of college entirely to dedicate his life to partying it up in the shared flat. Dusk's own grades began to suffer, plunging from the perfect 100's down to low 90's -- An unacceptable dive by Dusk's standards.

The drop in Dusk's grades wasn't necessarily Blitz's fault. Dusk's own room was relatively soundproof, built up in old-timey bricks instead of flimsy drywalls, and Blitz took care to shout down any of his guests that got too rowdy after 11 PM. In fact, a small part of Dusk actually enjoyed seeing Blitz enjoy life to its fullest -- Bringing cute girls over, rubbing elbows with small business owner types that were way too old to be attending college parties but nonetheless provided a drunken chance at networking...

No, it was the nasty breakup. Something in Dusk still longed for that blue-haired tomboy and her calloused fingers around his throbbing cock.

On one night, precisely six months two days after the breakup (Dusk kept count), the shared flat was booming with more of Rainbow's guests. Dusk had just finished one of his pre-allocated one hour study blocks and heading outside to grab a can of soda.

And that's when *it* caught his eyes.

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>>30090166

In the corner of his room sat a cardboard box full of Brenda's stuff. Her perfume-scented purse, clothes, shoes...

Dusk found himself drawn to it.

Slowly, he peeled the packing tape and unloaded the contents on the floor. With the box emptied, he ran his fingers through the pile of stuff. Some were small, others were provocatively lacy, and Dusk even recognized the small excuse of a skirt that Brenda wore the night they fucked in the school parking lot.

That night, dressed in his ex's slutty clothes and privately dancing to the thumping beat, Dusk had the best orgasm he's had in a long time.

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>>30090186

"Dusk," intoned Professor Harshwhinny firmly, breaking Dusk out of his trance-like recollection.

"Y-yes?"

"Eyes on the board, mister. You don't get to slack off on lecture just because you're the math competition champion of Canterlot College. It's disrespectful and..."

Professor Harshwhinny adjusts her blazer, straightening it out.

"...Unprofessional."

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry."

With a loud "hmph," Harshwhinny turned and went back to the lectures.

"Now, continuing where I left off--"

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>>30090199
When the lecture finally finished, it was dark outside. After saying goodbyes to his classmates, Dusk headed to a remote part of the campus where he knew there'd be empty bathrooms. All he had to do was lock himself in a stall, get changed, and step outside.

In public.

Dressed like a girl.

With people watching.

This was a mistake, Dusk thought to himself, getting cold feet. He should just go straight home and forget about the plan. Sure, hardly anyone would be out in the parking lot at this hour, and he'd be wearing the baggy sweaters he brought with him, but he dreaded the prospect of being recognized.

Being recognized by people he knew.

Dusk's knees grew weak at the thought, and desperately wanted to change course back to the parking lot, where he could just get in his car and drive back home. Throw the stupid clothes away like he's been meaning to for the past month or so.

And yet, Dusk found himself walking closer and closer to the remote bathroom, as though on autopilot.

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>>30090271

By the time Dusk reached the bathroom door, he was practically running.

Doing a quick rundown of the bathroom and making sure that he was alone, Dusk locked himself in the handicapped stall, and began to strip. Rapidly.

I guess I've been wanting to do this badly for a long time, he thought to himself.

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>>30090298

With his clothes piled precariously on one of the metal railings, Dusk fished out the first item from his backpack -- two pairs of panties, one purple and one white. After deciding on the purple pair, he slid them on slowly, feeling the fabric running across his cleanly shaven legs.

With the lewd knickers pulled halfway up his thigh, he spread his leg apart and cupped his scrotum. Then, just like the instructions said on an imageboard he frequented, he gently pushed the family jewels back towards the abdomen, before pushing the shaft down and over the empty sack. Pulling out a strip of band-aid, he taped everything into place with his shaft still pointing backward.

When he pulled the purple panties up all the way, the lack of package actually looked rather convincing. The base of the shaft and scrotum tapered into an outline that faintly resembled the beginnings of a vagina.

"W-wow.." Dusk muttered. "That's kinda... hot."

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>>30090344
As his arousal grew, Dusk felt his confined shaft hardening and growing backward towards his butt. He felt an involuntary squeeze of precum moistening the bottom of his panties. Dusk felt like an aroused whore with slick nethers.

Taking deep breaths to calm himself, he pulled out the next item from the backpack -- A padded bra. As much as he wanted to tape up his chest for the faux cleavage, Dusk just didn't have the excess flesh to pull that off. It took a lot longer to work the ridiculously tiny hooks, but after several minutes of grunting and stretching, he finally had fake boobs.

Next came on the blouse. It was a little tight around the chest but flared out around his waist, giving him a fake hourglass look. In fact, the hem of it ended at the waistline, ending just below Dusk's bellybutton. A bare strip of flesh separated the blouse from the waistband of his panties. Dusk ran his hands down his body slowly, from his fake boobs, to the bared pelvic area, and over the flat groin area. The sensation was exhilarating. Dusk felt light-headed as another dribble of precum oozed out involuntarily. He could practically feel the thumping heartbeat in his eyeballs.

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>>30090387
Dusk felt... sexy. Confident. Irresistible. He desperately wanted to drop to his knees and rub one out on the spot. Stuff his hand down his panties and rub the confined, tucked away shaft like a girl would with her clit. Feel the spurts of cum splashing against the bottom of his panties like female ejaculate would. His breaths quickened at the thought.

"N-no... Not yet, Dusky..." Dusk moaned quietly to himself as he slowly stroked up and down the length of his confined shaft. "I-I need to leave before the janitors start showing up."

Reluctantly, Dusk pulled his groping hand away from his crotch and pulled out the rest of the clothes from his backpack. A pleated purple skirt, high heeled boots, and a waist-high jacket. This time, Dusk put on the rest of the ensemble hurriedly. He didn't want to explain himself to a janitor on what he's doing so late at night and why he's dressed like a girl bound to a dance club.

After stuffing his guy clothes in the backpack, Dusk straightened out his skirt. Despite its mid-thigh, he felt more naked with it on than he did wearing nothing but the blouse and panties. The strange contrast of insulated lower legs and draft around his butt added to the strangeness. He felt the need to keep patting down the back of his skirt, even though nothing back there had been lifted.

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>>30090413
After one final check, Dusk slowly opened the stall's door. He peeked outside and found nobody else.

The bathroom echoed with click-clacks of his high heels. The involuntary sway of hips from walking tip-toed made Dusk feel terrified, sexy, embarrassed, turned on, and just about every other emotion he could think of.

After making some practice struts, Dusk made his way to the mirror and stared at his handiwork.

The illusion was passable. The snug-fitting top and somewhat voluminous pleated skirt betrayed the complete lack of ass or hips of Dusk's physique. Dusk's naturally narrow shoulders and Padded bra he wore made his upper body look feminine enough at a glance.

Dusk turned around, presenting his rear at the mirror. He still couldn't believe how naked he felt *down there*, despite the generous coverage provided by the thick pleated fabric. The entire getup wasn't slutty per se, but comfortably hugged just the right places and exposed just enough legs to spark the imagination of the viewer.

Dusk swayed his hips at the mirror, feeling the skirt wave a little and exposing just a tiny bit more of his thighs. Dusk's heart fluttered. His legs shook. He could *feel* the blood pumping through his eyeballs. His inner thighs rubbed against each other, slick with repeated excretion of precum.

Is this what girls mean when they say "feeling sexy?" Dusk wondered.


"Ma'am?" A burly janitor interrupted Dusk's private show. "This is the men's bathroom."

Dusk let out feminine squeal in terror, his already-thumping heart threatening to jump out of his throat.

>>30090447
You interrupted it, cunt

>>30090434
Please don't le>>30090434
leav>>30090434
leave us on a cliff hanger

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>>30090434

Dusk ran his hands down the back of his skirt, tugging it down a little. Celestia, why does it have to feel so damn short?

The janitor tilted his head.

"Huh, don't speak the language, eh? You must be one of them exchange students."

He pointed at one of the urinals.

"Men's. Penis. Cajones."

Then in an absolutely vulgar gesture, he made a stroking motion at his crotch, miming a massive phallus. He gave Dusk an overtly sexual smirk. "Unless of course, you were looking for a good time..."

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>>30090490

Dusk said nothing. He fought the urge to speak, as revealing his gender right now seemed incredibly unwise. He stood his ground with his legs clamped shut, flushing furiously.

The janitor slowly walked circles around Dusk, smiling and nodding appreciatively.

"Not bad, not bad... Although you're too skinny for my taste."

Suddenly, Dusk felt his skirt being slowly lifted up from behind.

Dusk wanted to scream. He wanted to twirl around, give this pervert a good kick in the groin, and run like hell. This was a stupid idea. Stupid! Why did he even choose to do this? What, jerking off en femme in private wasn't enough for him? Now he was getting checked out by a sick pervert while dressed in this ridiculous getup---

It dawned on Dusk that his dick was painfully hard with arousal.

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>>30090506
The janitor's calloused hands begin to gently pat Dusk's ass, and Dusk found himself leaning into the grope involuntarily. He clenched his eyes shut and bit his lower lip, moaning softly. This was so perverse, so depraved...
And yet, it felt so good.

"Oh, you're a thirsty little slut, aren't ya?" Grunted the janitor. "Too bad about your ugly, skinny ass, or I would've ravaged you by now. You see, I prefer my women a little... thicker."

He pulled his hand away from Dusk's butt before giving a good slap. A loud *thwack* rang in the confines of the tiled walls, followed by a high-pitched moan from Dusk. Much too feminine.

"Run along now, and don't come back" said the janitor. "Next time I see you, I'm gonna have to 'punish' ya for tresspassing."

Dusk shuffled outside, his legs shaking.

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>>30090536

The rapid click-clocks of his heels echoed against the empty campus buildings. Some students, whose classes had just ended, gave casual glances at Dusk.

Finding a lunch table, Dusk headed straight for it. His cock was throbbing. The bottom of his panties were sopping wet with precum. The lewd, callous touches on his butt replayed over and over inside Dusk's head.

He needed release.

Quickly taking off the backpack, Dusk sat down on the table, his legs spread wide. He didn't have the time to check if anyone else was around. He didn't care if anyone watched. He wanted people to watch.

He needed this NOW.

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>>30090560

Hiking his skirt up all the way to his chest, Dusk stuffed one hand down the front of the moist panties. He began running his fingers up and down the bound shaft, rubbing it furiously like a clit. He gasped moaned like a whore as he picked up the pace. He was so close. Just a little more, and--

The most vulgar orgasm Dusk has ever experienced rocked his petite body.

His knees buckled and began to shake. Guttural moans escaped his throat as his diaphragm flexed and warped on its own. Thick globs of cum pulsed and oozed out of Dusk's bound shaft, soaking through the panties in a lewdly dark purple splotch. Dusk fell backward, convulsing with his knees up as more spurts of cum coated his crotch.

"H-holy shit..." Dusk stuttered finally, panting like he just ran a marathon. "Th-that was.... Amazing."

Dusk laid there for a moment under the stars, enjoying the afterglow.

>>30090575

More coming later.

>>30090631
Can't wait

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>>30090575

>>30090451
Rude.

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Will you show them?

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>>30090575

Some moments later, Dusk sat upright, still wearing his outfit. The cum coating his crotch made him feel like a used slut, like he had been just fucked and discarded by that gropey pervert janitor.

Dusk patted himself down, assessing the damage. Despite the violent full-body orgasm, his clothes were spared of any unwanted bodily fluids. Well, except for his purple panties. Dusk peeled off the soiled panties, and when the curiosity got the better of him, gave the moist fabric a lick. It tasted strange and inexplicable, nothing close to what erotic literature portrayed them as. But it was not entirely unpleasant.

Dusk sighed. Mere weeks ago, he was keeping his crossdressing in the private confines of his room. Now here he was, sitting on the lunch table in full femme with his skirt hiked up to his waist, and licking his own cum off of his panties.

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>>30091727
He pulled out his boxers and used it to wipe down the cum on his crotch and legs. Surprisingly, his band-aid taped tuck stayed intact, keeping his unwanted jewels out of the way. Dusk wiped himself down as much as he can before fishing out the white pair of panties from the pack. He slid them on and pulled his skirt back down to a proper length. Then he wrapped the soiled purple panties in the boxers, rolled it up, and back into the backpack it went.

As he made his way back to the parking lot and to his car, he felt a little more confident. He didn't mind when he merged paths with a female student briefly, and she sniffed the air, clearly noticing the scent of Dusk's recent sexual release. He didn't mind when a lone male student stared from behind, obviously checking him out. Dusk added more sway to his hips, feeling his shaft tighten against its fabric prison with renewed arousal. He even dared to pretend to adjust his skirt while walking, only to hike it up a little higher for the male student's enjoyment.

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>>30091736
Dusk felt exhilarated. As much as he enjoyed staring at girls' butts on his way to classes during the day, he found that being oogled at was almost as exciting, if not more. He loved the feeling of predatory gaze glued his behind.

And in this dimly-lit setting, none would be any wiser of his true identity.

I could get used to this, Dusk thought to himself.

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>>30091744
When Dusk finally reached his car, there was some awkwardness as he tried to figure out a way to enter his car without flashing everyone. Even at this hour, a tiny trickle of students poured out of various buildings, probably forced to staying in their classes and labs to the last hour by particularly time-strict professors. Best not offend any of them and get the campus security called on him for indecent exposure.

Finally, seated in his car, Dusk began to notice the peculiarities of doing everyday things while wearing a skirt. His skirt was too short to get between his pantyclad ass and the driver's seat. Every time he shifted his weight, the tucked tip of his shaft rubbed against the fabric of the seat, sending shivers up his spine and teasing more of his precum to dribble out. Dusk kept his legs shut as he started the vehicle -- feeling the urge to protect his modesty just in case someone had the funny idea of looking over at him at a stop light.

If anything, Dusk was pleasantly surprised by his high heels not getting in the way of driving normally.

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>>30091868
[Ding ding ding]

"What the..."

Dusk glanced down at the dashboard. Empty tank warning.

"Shit," he muttered. How could he have forgotten?

This was bad. In the low-light setting he was passable. But in a bright-lit fluorescent lamp covered gas station, there was no way in hell he'd pass. He'd get strange looks, maybe even harassed...

"Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit!"

There was no time to change. There was a gas station coming up on the next intersection, and Dusk didn't want to risk having to call the tow truck while wearing this get-up.

Clenching his teeth, he made his way to the brightly lit gas station. Predictably, it was full of people.

"Oh, Celestia," he cursed.

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>>30091886
Dusk cut the engine next to an unoccupied pump as far away from the others as possible. Staying still in the dead-silent car, he took a deep breath. A faint scent of cum tickled his nostrils, reminding him of the earlier "release."

Great, Dusk thought to himself. Anyone who gets a whiff of me is going to think I'm a freshly-fucked slut... IF I'm lucky enough to pass as a girl in this blinding light.

Holding his credit card in one hand, Dusk reluctantly opened the front door. He felt his chest pounding with nervousness. Slowly, he swung his legs to the side, letting himself out legs-first like he's seen other girls do. Once he stood up, he brushed down the back of his skirt, making sure that it stayed down.

The feeling of complete exposure came back to him, as though he was putting on a skirt for the very first time. He wanted to tug his skirt down, but the zip-up waist band wasn't quite elastic enough. Dusk made his way to the pump's pay kiosk, his legs hobbling. He noticed one or two heads turning towards him, mostly guys of his own age, no doubt checking out this "girl" dressed for clubbing.

Being oogled at nonetheless excited Dusk in an oddly nervous way. He felt his cock throbbing with arousal, fighting to break free of the tuck.

>>30089468
Who gets what?

>>30092054
Spearie will probably have what that green mare is having, Brainstorm might get what the center gets

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>>30091910
Standing in front of the kiosk, Dusk kept his legs clenched shut. The last thing he needed was for his boner to spring free and pitch a tent in his skirt for everyone to see. But the increased pressure and gentle rub against his precum-slicked inner thighs made it throb even harder.

"I-I need to do this quickly," Dusk muttered to himself. "Just... Pump it up and go. Yeah."

But when Dusk swiped the card at the kiosk, it blared a red X on its display.

[Out of order! Please pay inside]

"Oh, for fuck's sake!"

He really didn't need this right now. Being stared at from afar in the dark was one thing, but having to interact with someone up-close like this?

In a fit of nervousness, Dusk's credit card tumbled out of his shaking fingers.

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>>30092427
"Fuck!"

Without thinking twice, he bent over quickly to grab his card. It took a couple more tries for his shaking fingers to grasp the flimsy plastic piece with Dusk having to bend over at the waist with each try.

Once the card was finally in Dusk's hands, he straightened up, his face flushed red.

Shit, Dusk thought. I forgot about the skirt.

Dusk ran his trembling hands over the backside of his skirt. It was hiked up scandalously high from bending over a couple of times, with the hem riding high enough to reveal the bottom part of his panties. Quickly, Dusk readjusted himself. He felt light-headed.

With uneasy steps, he headed slowly towards the convenience store attached to the gas station. As he strut past the row of occupied pumps, a suited man not much older than him gave him a wide smile and a wink.

Oh great, thought Dusk. He watched me bend over. I probably ended up flashing him, too.

Dusk felt his pace quicken exponentially. Why was he getting off on this?

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>>30092443
Pushing that thought aside, Dusk stood in line in front of the register as one person after another paid for their share of fuel. The line progressed painfully. Dusk found himself constantly glancing to the side to make sure nobody was trying to take a picture up his skirt, and occasionally catching someone with their eyes glued at his butt.

Dammit Dusk, you're going mad with paranoia. Nobody's gonna take a creepshot of you, so just chill out.

The girl standing in line behind Dusk leaned in, sniffing lightly. Dusk froze, taking a whiff himself. The unmistakeable odor of sweat and cum hung very lightly around him.

The girl let out a growl of disapproval. "Slut," she muttered quietly.

Well, Dusk thought. At least that's marginally better than not passing.

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>>30092455
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Dusk was at the front of the line.

"Sup miss," said the clerk. "How may I help you?"

Dusk mumbled, clenching his throat and trying to sound as feminine as possible.

"M-mmm, twenty bits on the last pump, please..." He wheezed out, not sounding feminine at all. Shit.

"Gee, miss," replied the clerk, taking Dusk's card and swiping it. "You don't sound to well. Caught the cold or something?"

Quietly, Dusk nodded.

With the receipt signed, Dusk left without saying another word, and hurried over to his car.

"Fuel up, and get out. Fuel up, and get out." Dusk muttered to himself repeatedly as he pulled the nozzle out.

"I saw you from back there," said a stranger.

Startled, Dusk whirled around, his back to the car. It was the man in a suit, the same one that gave Dusk a wink earlier.

Not wanting to say anything, Dusk whimpered like a cat.

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>>30092466
The man walked closer. With his back glued to the car and his legs covered scantly in a short skirt, Dusk felt trapped and vulnerable -- And it turned him on something fierce. He felt his panties and inner thighs slick with fresh dribbles of precum.

"I saw you," continued the man, "bending over, pretending to pick something up, and taking your sweet ass time doing it." He was inches from Dusk now, his feet spread apart in such a way that he almost straddled Dusk's clenched shut thighs. Dusk's heart thumped against his chest in a mix of panic and arousal.

"Saw the wet spot, too." The man grinned. "Smack middle in that puffy vagina of yours. You get off of flashing strangers or something, love? Does it get your little pussy soakin' through those cute little panties?"

Dusk's face went pale. His knees buckled, forcing him to lean on his car for support. The friction hiked his skirt up, revealing a frontal glimpse of his sopping wet panties, the moist fabric doing little to hide the tucked base of his shaft that looked all too similar to the female public mound.

"My my," the man chuckled. "You're just dripping with excitement, aren't ya?"

He leaned in, his lips inches away from Dusk's earlobes.

"You know, if you come with me back to my place, I won't call the cops on you for indecent exposure. But if you don't--"

Suddenly, the man sniffed. Then sniffed again.

"Ahhh," he said, straightening up. "Been with another boy tonight, eh?"

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>>30092480
He chuckled, shaking his head.

"That's too bad, I don't like used goods."

Grinning, he reached over and squeezed Dusk's foamy breasts. His grin faltered.

"Used goods AND fake tits?"

He pulled his hand away in disgust, leaving Dusk panting and flushed.

Suddenly, Dusk felt his cheek light up with a loud "thwap." Stars danced in his eyes.

"Let that be a lesson to you, cheap whore," said the man. "Don't you EVER seduce a gentleman with cheap tactics and fake goods."

With that, the suited man stomped back to his car and drove off.

Dusk pulled the nozzle and capped the tank before hurriedly crawling back inside his car. His face burned with pain where the man had slapped him. He could hear his heartbeat thumping in his ears.

But most of all, Dusk's loins burned with arousal. He couldn't help but slowly rock his hips back and forward in the seat, wanting to rub his confined shaft against something. Anything.

No, he can't do this in the car. The seat will stain.

Dusk started the engine, and drove off.

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>>30092497
Outside his house, Dusk had a hard time parking his car, and it had nothing to do with arousal.

Well, the gentle rub of his already stiff member didn't help with the focusing, but every street around his place had been filled up with vehicles of various makes.

Dusk cursed under his breath. Today was one of Blitz's "throw the biggest party possible" days, and he had forgotten all about it. He had nowhere to change to his normal clothes, and he was about to walk into a crowd of people dressed like a girl.

The only hope Dusk had was to hope that everyone was drunk enough to not notice him and slip past unnoticed.

Readying himself, Dusk pushed the door open and swung his legs out. Standing up outside, he brushed himself down, making sure that nothing's exposed. Then, leaning back inside, he pulled his backpack out from the passenger seat.

Someone walking past Dusk whistled at his bent-over figure. Dusk quickly got up, readjusting his skirt and reminding himself not to bend over with a skirt on. As arousing as it was, he didn't want a repeat episode of what happened at the gas station, sending the wrong message to someone by unintentionally flashing them.

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>>30092514
With his backpack secure on his back, he began to walk slowly to his place. The streets were dark, lit only by the occasional street lamps that sat too high to provide any meaningful illumination.

In the darkness, Dusk felt his confidence flooding back in. He put more sway to his hips, feeling his skirt swish against his bare thighs. Once in a while, a late night jogger or someone walking their dog would pass by, giving Dusk a hungry look.

For the second time tonight, Dusk felt sexy and in charge. He wielded his body with confidence, swinging his hips to and fro like a model walking down the runway.

That confidence, however, faded somewhat as he reached his house.

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>>30092525
Soft thumps of music leaked from the inside the place, just loud enough to be heard if one knew where the sound came from. The unusually sturdy brick construction of the place blocked out most of the unwanted sounds, letting Blitz and his friends party it up without bothering the neighbors.

Dusk took a step towards the driveway.

Would they be drunk enough not to notice his arrival? Is it dark enough inside for him to pass as someone else for a while as he sneaks into his room?

Dusk took another step, his legs shaking.

Suddenly, a rainbow-haired guy burst out of the front door, talking loudly on the phone.

"--Yeah yeah, just make a right on that street you're on right now and look for the house with the red roof. You might have to park far away though, the place is packed--"

Dusk, taken aback by Blitz's surprise appearance, didn't have the wits about him to walk away or hide from his roommate.

>>30092534
"Hee-e-e-y cutie," Blitz said, noticing Dusk standing dumbfounded. "Going somewhere? We're having a party tonight, you should totally join us!"

Dusk tried to shake his head, but Blitz was already upon him and tugging on his arm. The rainbow-haired roommate reeked of alcohol.

"So, what's your name?" He asked.

Dusk breathed a sigh of relief. Blitz was too drunk to recognize him.

"M-mmm, I'm..." Dusk tried his damnedest to sound feminine, almost choking himself. "I'm Twilight."

"Twilight, pretty name." Blitz stammered, not even bothering to introduce himself. "Come on in, it's going to be fun!"

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>>30092541
The place was, much to Dusk's relief, dimly lit. A disco ball spinning wildly provided the only illumination in the kitchen, somehow cleared of the bulky dining table and full of dancing people.

It had been almost an hour since Dusk made it back to his room unnoticed, dropping off his backpack and tidying himself up.

His "outfit" stayed on.

Dusk wasn't quite sure why, but he felt more comfortable in them as time went. He got used to the swishing skirt around his bare thighs and learned to pick up objects without flashing anyone -- though the feeling of draft around his butt persisted. As he grabbed a drink from the kitchen and sank into the couch, his legs naturally crossed, protecting his modesty. Nobody noticed him, questioned him, or otherwise gave him hostile looks. When Dusk caught a guy or two checking him out, he merely smiled. He even gave them a wink on occasion.

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>>30092548
Blitz stumbled into the kitchen.

"Twilight!" He shouted, grabbing Dusk by the arm and pulling him up. "Come on, dance!"

Dusk did a twirl, letting the hem of his skirt flare around his waist. Hoots and cheers sounded from the impromptu dance floor. Dusk felt sexy, confident in his steps. He let his roommate guide him to the floor before being let loose in the crowd of people.

And let loose he did. He danced the night away, feeling up strangers and letting strangers feel him up in turn. He felt hands groping over him, stroking his neck, creeping under his skirt... Dusk closed his eyes and moaned, enjoying every moment of it. He shook his hips to and fro as he felt his body pressed against others.

A boy, slightly younger than Dusk, walked up behind him and joined their hips together. Dusk did the same kind of dance he'd seen when he used to masturbate to "wild club" footages, shaking his butt and grinding up and down against his partner. The boy in turn ran his hands up Dusk's thighs, creeping towards his painfully erect and tucked-away member.

Panicking a little, dusk took the boy's hands and guided them towards his butt instead, letting his fingers run along the line of his panties. The boy responded in kind, running his hands up to Dusk's waist and bunching his skirt up before letting it fall back down, briefly exposing his panties to anyone who bothered to look.

Feeling very, very daring, Dusk pulled up his skirt a little higher, letting the hem fall just below his buttocks. Every sway of his hips, every twirl he made, drew more and more attention as he lost himself in the sexual ecstasy. Despite the girly clothing he wore and the lewd twirls meant to let others a peek at his panties, he felt like an apex predator, wielding his sexual prowess like a weapon to be feared.

>>30092562
Dusk shuddered, suddenly feeling light-headed. He felt like he could cum at the slightest touch against his quivering member. It was too much, too quick. He felt his chest pounding wildly.

Dusk had to step away before he made a mess on himself. Or worse, on someone else.

He hobbled away on shaky legs, his knees almost giving out from the sexual rush.

Blitz waved him over, patting his hand on his lap.

"Hey Twi, I liked your dance," he grinned. "I couldn't save you a seat, but you can sit on my lap."

Dusk rolled his eyes. He knew Blitz could be a bit of a sleaze with the girls, but he didn't quite realize just how much. Dusk sauntered over nonetheless, planting his rear firmly on Blitz's lap.

Blitz leaned into Dusk's ear.

"So Dusk, how are you enjoying your night?"

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>>30092572
Dusk froze. Blitz knew all along?

Blitz chuckled quietly at the silence.

"Dusk, I may be drunk out of my mind, but I'd recognize those glasses and hairdo anywhere."

Shit.

Dusk said nothing.

"Don't worry," Blitz whispered. "Your little secret is safe with me. In fact..."

Dusk yelped as Blitz gave his butt a firm squeeze.

"You look quite cute in that getup."

A rush of arousal ran up and down Dusk's spine as Blitz gently stroked his thighs.

"This might be the booze talking, but you've seen my browsing history. I don't mind dickgirls, and this particular one sitting on my lap right now--"

Blitz pulled Dusk closer to him, his hand probing up Dusk's skirt.

"--I'd totally bend her over my bed."

>>30092607
Dusk moaned, his eyes rolling backward as Blitz's hand groped Dusk's tucked member. He began stroking his confined shaft up and down like a clit, sending jolts of pleasure down Dusk's spine.

He's had enough.

Pulling Blitz's hand out of his panties, Dusk turned around, straddling Blitz's thigh and arms wrapped around the roommate's neck.

"I-I'm not gay," he blurted out.

"I know," Blitz responded.

"I'm not..." Dusk took a shuddering breath as he began to rock his hips back and forth, rubbing his crotch on Blitz's thigh. "I'm not going to kiss you."

"Fair enough," Blitz grinned.

"I'm just... H-hah~" Dusk let out a loud gasp, eliciting looks of jealousy from the guys around him aimed at Blitz. "I just enjoy looking sexy in public. And I r-really need *this* right now..."

>>30092613
Dusk buried his face on Blitz's neck, breathing heavily as he rocked his hips harder and harder, furiously rubbing his panty-bound member against Blitz's muscular thigh. Dusk took off the waist-length jacket, tossing it aside haphazardly.

As far as everyone else was concerned, that douchebag Blitz was getting lucky yet again with a girl. A girl dressed in a tight fitting blouse and a short pleated skirt just barely long enough to cover her shame.

The thought of what this might look like to others drove Dusk even wilder. He was practically thrusting into Blitz's leg, moaning and gasping rhythmically.

"B-bite me," Dusk whispered against his better judgement. "Nibble on m-my neck." It was a favorite turn-on of Brenda's.

Blitz complied without saying a word, kissing and gently nibbling at Dusk's neck.

"I-I thought I said no kissing~"

Dusk's words ended in an upwards inflection as Blitz sucked a hickey on Dusk's neck.

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>>30092628
He felt pressure building up in his loins, his head dizzy and overwhelmed with arousal. His kneels begin to buckle and shake wildly. Dusk continued to rock his hips harder, straining his panties to the point of tearing.

And then, Dusk came.

A definitely male groan escaped Dusk's mouth briefly before Blitz latched it shut with his own lips. Dusk moaned and wailed into his roommate's mouth, his body shuddering and legs flapping in and out. Spurts of hot cum spewed out from his trapped member, quickly soaking up his panties and flowing down Blitz's thigh. Dusk's hips bucked involuntarily, sending more waves of pleasure. The wild fluctuations of his diaphragm made it almost impossible to breathe.

"Lucky asshole," someone whispered, shaking their head at Blitz. "The night's not even over and he's already got a girl rubbing her snatch on him to the finish."

With the wracking orgasm subsided, Dusk breathed hard through his nose, but kept his lips locked with Blitz. It was the best orgasm he's ever had in his life.

Blitz pulled his lips away, much to Dusk's disappointment.

"Sorry about the no-kissing rule," Blitz smirked. "But you were about to be found out when you... Yo know." He blushed uncharacteristically. "You were moaning like a dude, dude."

"I uh, thanks for that I guess," muttered Dusk quietly, still panting from the exertion. "I... I'm sorry about your pants."

Blitz shrugged.

"Eh, it's suffered through worse."

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>>30092639
Blitz lifted up Dusk, his hands planted firmly on his butt. Dusk clung onto the roommate like a girl, his legs wrapped around his waist and hugging him tightly.

This is incredibly gay, Dusk thought to himself.

But somehow... he felt safe in Blitz's arms.

"Here, let's get you washed up and find a new pair of pants for myself."

"T-take me to my room," Dusk blurted. "I... I've got pants that might fit you, and I could use a change of clothes myself."

"Ah, done dressing up as a girl for the night?"

"I... not really," Dusk grinned mischievously. "I've got slightly more revealing outfits in the box, and I wanna put them to good use before the night's over."

Blitz chuckled, gently squeezing Dusk's butt.

"That's my Twilight."

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>>30092658
Aaand that's it.

https://pastebin.com/k3PQeAq6

>>30092684
Was a good read

So what is probably the weirdest kink you would do with trap horse?

>>30092684
that was hot.

>>30092684
Do you have a public crossdressing fetish or something? not that i mind of course, that was a really sexy story

>>30094786
Yum

>>30092684
Do you have another place where you post stuff?

>>30095997
Yes, but i'd rather not spoil that one with my rather embarrassing sexual desires stuff. :^)

>>30096986
ok then

>>30096986
Well, do you draw?

>>30096986
Oh, it can't be too embarrassing.

More frills, more thrills

>>30098449
My other stuff's relatively tame, it's the CD/Trap things that I don't want associated with me. I'll be writing here every now and then though, since dressing up irl in the dark is a thing of mine.

>>30098921
Do you have any pony OC's? If so, what are their names?

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Brainstorm.

>>30098944
I don't have an OC per se, never thought to make one

>>30099034
He looks cute

>>30099277
Well, do you have any CD/trap artwork that you could post here?

Trap horse is for tickle

Eep

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>>30093871
hoof holding

>>30098944
See>>30099034.

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are eqg traps allowed?

>>30102630
I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to >>30092684

>>30102645
>>30102803

At this point, anything is allowed, for all I care.

>>30102645
Ok

This place went from slow threads of pony trap reposts to shitty humans and equestria girls
100% dead now.

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>>30103428
>still caring about muh >no hooves
Horse or not, trap is a trap.

>>30103428
At least other people are posting stuff

>>30102468
I'd hold Aero's hoof

>>30093871
Small animals in their clothing.

>>30104982
Why small animals? Why not make another trap smaller and put it in their clothing?

>>30105015
Small animals are more unpredictable. It's more fun this way.

>>30105333
You could always shrink and teleport a trap into the clothes of another trap, so the shrunken sissy can be all confused and surprised

Girly colts are the best of colts

Something strange is going on with the site.

>>30107173
Damn Russians

>>30105820
Hot

>>30107173
We need girly colt meme magic to help

>>30107197
Leave coffee cream out of this

>>30107173
It's not wearing a dress

>>30108720
That's a pretty nice dress

I'm going to cuddle mitch's OC

>>30109019
Why?

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How did this happen?

>>30110954
Prostate cancer

>>30111237
Goldie is too manly for cancer

>>30109477
Because he's cuddly

>>30111237
Don't you cancer him

Precious pretties

Boop

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Will you touch his bulge?

>>30113952
Yes

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What happened to that writefag we had for one thread?

>>30116201
He died

>>30115619
I want him to milk me