Ponies Aroused by Anon's Physique 5

>>30309576
>CA
This fucking story, jesus

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>and then it died with no new content or posts
this thread cant exist without at least one dedicated writefag or preferably a drawfag.

>>30312106
>riggy

>>30312106
Enjoy the moments you have together, because nothing lasts forever.

I'll be writing more today. Gotta finish up some work first.

>>30312789
>rag

>>30314829
Hurry

>Johnny Bravo
Top kek

>>30316454
I know right?

i hate fat people. why?

the smell.

>>30316529
>smell
Smellfag

>>30314829
Still waiting.

Maybe someday I'll get fit

Not even overweight anything, just... average. Little bit of chub.

>>30317454
>Post pic.
I used to think of myself that way. I never worked out and ate whatever I wanted and because I wasn't fat I thought I was in ok shape. I was actually skinny fat, which is terrible.

Don't waste a day. Getting fit, or even just improving yourself a little, is worth it.

>>30317454
>>30317626
m-me too.

>>30316454
I need more Johnny bravo anon.

>>30314829
Please I need it

>>30316228
>>30316545
>>30317911
Writing in 30 min

>>30318985
my dick is hard and I'm ready to read

>Celly will never slap your ass in public

>>30317626
>post pic
But I don't wanna be a /soc/ cam whore. 5' 11", 185-190 lbs. I really like eating whatever the hell I want. I think the fact that poor eating habits and NOT becoming a 250+ lbs tub of lard kind of enabled my dietary habits.

>skinnyfat
I think that describes it. Slight bit of gut pudge, but that's about it.

>>30318985
Writing now.

It's gonna be starting from where the pastebin left off: https://pastebin.com/g3pEPwz2

>>30319261
>She's getting defensive, which is a sign to change your technique.
>The whole point of tough love is to make sure they feel loved at the end of it, you don't want to just bully her into submission.
>She doesn't seem to budge when talking about herself.
>You'll need to use some leverage.
"While that may be true, it seems Anonymous is at least worried about you."
>A twang of guilt rolls across her face.
>"It's not like I ask him to help me. He just does it..."
>You squint your eyes.
"Which is awfully nice of him, but don't you think you might be taking him a bit for granted?"
>She doesn't respond
>You try to look into her eyes, but she looks away when you do.
"Well? C'mon Floor Bored, you gotta open up!"
>She shakes her head.
>"I don't need to do anything. You're not gonna force me to talk, I barely know you!" she says defiantly
"You don't need to know me! We both know Anonymous and he's the one we're discussing, right?"
>She shakes her head.
>"Anon! AN - NON. Stop calling him by his full name, it's frustrating!" she shouts, gritting her teeth.
"Frustrating?"
>"Yes frustrating! Just..." she takes a deep breath and lowers her emotional state, "Just be quiet, please. I don't want to talk."
>This isn't going well. She seems pretty good at dismissing you.
>You'll need to find more leverage.
>Something occurs to you.
"I need you to talk. Besides, you owe me big time."
>Floor shakes her head and looks down at you from the corner of her eye.
>"For what?"
>You pretend to rub your chin.
"Well, for stealing my first kiss, for one."
>Her eyes widen.
>"F-First kiss?"
>You nod
"Kind of a big deal, kissing a stranger without consent. Seems like you were a lot more willing to open up to me back then..."
>She hops in front of you and stops you from walking.
>"Okay! Okay! I'll do what you ask. Just... don't walk around telling ponies that, please!" she begs, "I can't even imagine how much cringing this would cause me in the future..."

>>30319381
Ah yes, the tried and true guardsmare's technique, blackmail.

>>30319381
>You nod triumphantly.
"So you'll actually talk to me on this subject instead of ignoring me?"
>She nods again.
>"Yeah..." she says, anxiously rubbing one of her forelegs against the other.
>She stares at the ground in a sort of mope.
"Excellent. That's all I ask."
>She taps a hoof nervously against the ground.
"So now you've gotta tell me why you don't respond when I say Anonymous is worried for you. Spill it."
>She shrugs.
>"What's there to spill? Plenty of folk are worried for me."
>You shake your head.
"And what are you doing about it?"
>She shrugs again, looking down at the asphalt.
>"I dunno..." she says dismissively
"That's not really an answer, Floor. I need something better than that."
>She suddenly stamps her hoof.
>"Well what do you want me to say? 'No'? Is that it? You want me to admit that I sit around watching anime all day? That I never leave my apartment because I'm fucking scared of other ponies? Or that Anon is the only sentient thing that I talk to regularly? Is that what you want me to say?!"
>You're not shocked by the outburst, you've seen it plenty of times before.
>It's the floodgates, as they call it in the corps. Cadets often get put under so much pressure the divulge their entire life story in one breath. It's actually a very good sign.
"Yes." you say plainly as she pants for air, "That is exactly what I want you to say."
>Her breathing slows, and she slinks back into a less aggressive stance. Any ponies that were startled by her outburst have now continued on.
>Once again the two of you stand quietly in the market as the crowd brushes past.
>You can see her panting mouth beneath her messy bangs. Her eyes hold small wells of held back tears from her emotional discharge.
>That was the tough.
>Now you can give her some love.
"So let's talk about this stuff, huh?" you say softly, "Let's go take a seat.
>The two of you wander to the side of the market where a green park bench faces the crowd.
>Floor quietly sits next to you

>>30319468
>There isn't a lot of chatter at first, but that's to be expected.
>Still, you want to see if she'll start the conversation first.
>"Now what?"
>You smirk
>Like clockwork.
"Now we talk. Look, I'm sorry I had to bring all that up. It was the only way to get you talking."
>She doesn't respond at first.
>However, after a long delay she finally gets back to you.
>"It's okay, I guess. Anon would always talk to me non-stop until I joined in the conversation. You just took the quicker route."
>That's Anonymous for you. He has the patience of a saint and the tact of a brick.
>You think over the topics that have been presented to you all at once.
>You decide to start with a big one.
"Are you really scared of ponies?"
>She nods silently.
"Any particular reason why?"
>She swallows nervously
>"I'm not exactly up to par when it comes to the average pony..." she says slowly, "The way I dress and act barely enough to get me through basic interactions, and that's more than enough for me."
>You blink a few times.
"So you are scared of other ponies because you're afraid they'll judge you?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, no. I know that ponies will judge each other no matter what." she admits, leaning her head on her hoof, "That's not the problem."
>You raise your eyebrows.
"So... what IS the problem?"
>She looks up at the ponies as they pass by.
>"The problem is... they're right. Those split-second judgments they make on me are absolutely right."
>What?
"I don't think I understand..."
>She looks at you with a melancholy expression.
>"Look at me, what do you see? A pony who's got it all figured out? Don't make me laugh..." she says, leaning back, "The first thing you think is, 'Damn what a trainwreck. She doesn't take care of herself.' and you're 100% right."
>She sighs.
>"I don't care about myself. I just wanna go home and watch some shows, or play video games."
>You have a hard time processing what she is saying.
"But, wait, what about aspirations? Everypony has a dream!"

>>30319617
>She chuckles and looks back down at you.
>"Dreams? Of course I've got dreams, but they are impossible."
>You puff out your chest.
"Nothing is impossible if you work hard towards it, Floor Bored!"
>She shakes her head again.
>"No, I mean, it's literally impossible. I can't be a powerful witch, or a famous boxer in some crazy circuit, and I certainly can't marry all the fictional characters that I've fallen for over the years..." she says looking up at the sky, "All those dreams are impossible."
>You squint your eyes at her.
"Those... those aren't really dreams! Those are fantasies. I'm talking real, honest to goodness, existing-in-reality goals and aspirations!"
>"Reality just makes me upset. There's nothing good about reality."
>Her lack of passion feels incredibly foreign to you.
>What is life if you're not pursuing something, even something small?
"But... what about Anonymous? He's part of reality, right?"
>She looks down with a serious expression.
>"Sure... but he isn't my reality. He's just happens to be part of it."
"What do you mean, YOUR reality?"
>She sighs again.
>"You ask a lot of questions."
"Only because I want you to answer them. So please; elaborate."
>She rolls her eyes and adjusts her sitting position.
>"I'm stuck with the body I have, and the mane I have, and the eyes I have, and the habits I have..." she lists, "My reality is a shitty one, where I can't get off my ass, and I always look like trash. I'm not a very attractive mare, and I certainly don't have any desirable talents. What's the point?"
>Her arguments are strong, but only because she's made them so.
>You can't let it slide with such a broad dismissal of everything you stand for.
"Reality is all you've got! All your problems can be circumvented if you try, ya know? You can change how you look, style your mane, learn new things, hell you could even change all your habits with time."
>She doesn't look at you while you talk.

>>30319754
>You start to get a bit antsy.
"Your current reality is only the way it is because you allow it to be so! You don't invest any time into making yourself better."
>She runs a hoof through her mane, pushing some of her bangs behind her ear.
>You can't help but feel tremendously sympathetic towards this mare.
>It isn't easy getting yourself out of a rut, especially one this big.
>But if you could just get through to her... maybe you can help.
"Besides... I think you're too hard on yourself. Underneath that messy mane is a pretty cute mare, if ya ask me."
>She glances down at you with a softened expression.
>It appears your kinder words have seeped into the cracks you've left in her armor.
>"R-Really?"
>You nod.
"Yes. And THAT is reality. You need to embrace what you have, and invest effort into making your reality better everyday."
>You smile up at her.
>Generally you're not the overly smiley sort, but maybe brushing elbows with Anonymous so much this week has made you value their power a little more.
"Fantasy and escapism are fine and all, trust me I've had my share, but you can't let your life get away from you." you say tenderly, "You need to put time into what's really important; You!"
>She looks down at you, her normally nervous demeanor replaced with a more comfortable one.
>"You sound a lot like Anon, you know that?"
>You shake your head.
"Well, common sense is common sense. I am definitely not Anonymous."
>A curious smile grows across Floor's face.
>"N-No. You're not..."
>You nod.
"If you let me, I'd like to help you actually get back on your hooves. Not just for you, but so you can repay Anonymous for all he's done for you so far."
>She thinks it over for a moment before finally nodding back.
>"Okay." she responds shyly, a little guilt coming over her, "S-Sorry for stealing your first kiss."
>You feel yourself blush and scratch the back of your head.
"Erm, well. Don't worry about it." you say, "You owe me one, alright?"
>She nods slowly
>"Alright."

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>>30319849
I'm passing out in my chair, so that's all for tonight.
Sorry I haven't been as personal or attentive as I usually am. I've got a lot on my plate at the moment.
If you're in the United States, don't forget this Sunday is Father's Day! If you've got a Pop, give em a call.

Okay, I'll be on to write more tomorrow. Goodnight O'hana

>>30319849
master manipulator

>>30319849
Ah but her reality is that she's unable to change her habits and any change forced from the outside exists only as long as the outside force
I swear at this point I've had decades to refine my skills at dodging personal responsibility.
It's funny how understanding your problem can sometimes make it worse rather than better.

>>30320078
Between pets and incompetent family members the excuses come up with themselves.

>I'm the only one around to care for the dog so I can't be out for more than two hours on a job
>siblings may need extra musclework or child supervision at the drop of a dime because they can't schedule for shit, and I can't mentally allow my schedule to screw them over
>elderly parent may need an emergency errand run or services to be called for them, can't do that if I have a life
>online game group might come together for a session for the first time in months, don't want to ruin that by suddenly being unavailable
>can only visit my good friend once every week if that, don't want to never see him again because I don't have the time to

It especially hurts when I'm told my unemployed-for-three-years bank account has more money in it than any of my siblings, like I'm not only the biggest shitbag for not contributing outside of occasional housework and aforementioned examples but also that I'm the most well-off and have the biggest safety net for doing "nothing". Is it my fault, is it everyone else's, both? If both would fixing my half fix the others'?

I honestly don't know how I keep going guys. I'm not /fit/, a complete NEET, gots da 'tismz, and with aging parents and pets mortality is taunting me.

>>30319865
Don't worry Riggy, take your time. We'll keep this thread up and running.

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>>30321288
Joutou da!

>Be Anon.
>Be fit.
>You weren't always fit though. You used to be a scrawny little beta.
>What started out as an attempt to get girls soon turned into an obsession, and after a couple years you were starting to get the aesthetics you desired.
>That was some time ago and now you're living in a alternate dimension or something. Instead of humans, there's talking ponies.
>It's not like you still lifted for girls but it was kinda disappointing.
>Ponies don't really care much for fitness. About 50% of their diet seems to be junk food and they never seem to get out of shape.
>It must be something to do with horse metabolism or something.
>There's no gym around you that really works for creatures your size, so you've been forced to improvise.
>Two buckets filled with concrete and a long pipe connecting them was the best you could think of, and while primitive, it did help you keep what gains you already had.
>Recently you've been trying to find a good replacement for it. You need something heavier, or something with adjustable weight.
>You were currently sitting outside your house where you normally lifted. The near perpetual sunny weather makes it great.
>Ponies would occasionally stop and watch what you were doing but most didn't understand it. They would sit there watching you put it on your shoulders and just squat up and down and assume there was something wrong with you.
>Today was shoulders, and once again a pony that was passing by saw you was watching in confusion.
>"Um, sir. Can I help you with that?" Said the unfamiliar pony.
>It was a white pony with a purple mane. She had little bags hanging over either side of her back and her butt mark was of some blue diamonds.

>>30322062
"What?" You say, putting the bar down.
>"Well dear, you seem to be having some... trouble holding your buckets up."
>Ohp
"No, I'm just trying to lift it up, I have to let it down so I can lift it again."
>It was always weird explaining lifts to ponies.
>"Oh. But why?"
"It's just exercise."
>"Well if you want to exercise you should try (pony equivalent to yoga)."
>Internal disgust.
"No, this is a different type of exercise. This is for building muscle."
>"But why would you need to build muscles, you already have plenty."
"Yeah but if I don't do this then they'll go away."
>"That's just silly, dear."
"Well ok then, I have to get back to it."
>Annoying little horse. Too bad they don't get things like this, you'd kill for a gym buddy.
>As you continue with the second rep she continues to sit and watch you. Just watching you, with a sort of judgmental look on her face, as though she thinks you're doing it wrong.
"Can I help you?" You ask annoyed.
>"I'm sorry but I just can't wrap my head around this. Lifting heavy things counts as exercise?" She says as she trots up to you and sits in front of your bar.
"Yes. It makes a person stronger and can make your muscles grow."
>"But why would someone want bigger muscles of all things? Most ponies exercise to lose a little weight."
"Well I'm trying to gain weight. Now if you'll excuse me I'd like to get this done before noon."
>Picking up your bar again you prepare to start pressing as she watches.
>"So if this makes you stronger, then how strong are you?"

>>30322068
>Your nostrils flare in frustration for a moment.
"Right now I'm strong enough to lift this bar up, I used to be stronger but I haven't had any heavier weights so this is the best I can do."
>"So if you had more weight do you think you could lift it?"
"I don't know. Probably."
>"Well you've piqued my interest. Let's find something heavier for you then. Let's see... ah hah, lift that." She says pointing to one of the many big boulders around the outskirts of this town.
"You don't seem to get it. I can't lift giant rocks. You can only increase the weight by so much at a time."
>"Well see, lifting that thing hasn't done you much good has it?" She says smugly.
"Alright if you're going to stay here all morning and watch me do this at least be quiet so I can concentrate."
>She looks offended at that, letting out an angry "hmph" as you pick up the weight and try to ignore her.
>As you begin this set she still sits and watches you, just stating at you, almost in deep thought.
>As soon as you put the bar down she starts again.
>"I've got it. If it's just a little weight you need let me hold on to it while you lift it."
>You're no expert but you doubt she counts as 'a little weight'. You'd guess she weighs about 30 to 40 lbs at least, and although you used to ohp a lot more than that it would still be a big increase.
"I don't think that would work."
>"Trust me dear, just lift it up while I hold on to it here." She says while putting her front legs over it, holding it under her armpits... or leg pits, whatever.
"I don't know, you could get hurt if I drop the bar or something." You say to her as she starts up at you from her place on the bar.
>"Nonsense. Now either lift it or admit that this whole thing is waisted effort."
>This is the first time a pony has actually been confrontational about your lifting.

>>30322080
>However this is the first time one has offered to help in any way, so you'll take it.
"Alright then. I don't want to get sued when this goes wrong." You say as you pull of your shirt. She seems a little surprised by that.
>You lift up the bar as best you can. It's noticeably heavier, hard to lift even.
>Getting bar up to your chest brings you face to face with the pony, surprised by how close you two now are. You'll never get over how big their eyes are.
>She seems almost as flustered as you but then you realise the awkward situation just holding her there is making.
>You push the bar up over your head with as much as force as you can muster, causing her to eep in surprise.
"One."
>Letting the bar return to your starting position you see she now has an excited expression on her face, but not giving her anytime to start talking again you lift it back up.
>Your view consists of her face, then her belly and then her face again.
>She seems shocked that you were able to do it at first, but now that you're a few reps in she seems to be staring at your body.
>Your delts feel like they're on fire, and you're working up a sweat.
>You're starting to slow down now that you have only a few more reps left. Holding her at eye level, you try to catch your breath.
>"Getting tired?" She asks, this time with concern and not just mocking you.
"A little." You say as you begin to push her up, a lot slower this time.
>The veins in your shoulders are swelling, the sweat glistening on your brow as you bring her down. You know you only have one good push before you're done.
>This is the feeling you've missed for so long. Pushing yourself to your very limits. It's a good feeling.
>Preparing yourself for that last burst of energy you notice the pony in front of you do something strange.

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>>30322086
>She very noticeably inhales, closing her eyes and letting out a ragged, soft moan as she exhales.
>Did she just smell you?
>You stand there confused about what has just happened. It takes her a moment to notice that you're not moving anymore and she opens her eyes to see you staring at her with a shocked expression.
>"Oh um, are you finished dear?" She says as her face goes from white to red.
>Any strength you had for one last rep was just leeched from your body by this proper speaking parasite.
"Yeah, I think I'm done."
>You say that as you put down the bar, causing her to land lightly on her butt.
"I think I'm going to go inside now."
>As you turn to go she tries to stop you, saying; "A-are you sure you don't want to try again. How do expect to get stronger if you give up so easily?"
>You're not swayed as you step into your house and close the door behind you, locking it.
>Looking out of your blinds you see her standing in your yard talking to herself.
>"Compose yourself Rarity. Not all stallions like the forward approach."
>She stands there for a moment until she sees your shirt laying in the grass. She uses her magic to pick it up and buries her face in it.
>You've never felt more violated.
>She looks around before folding the shirt neatly and putting it in her bags and walking off towards town.
>Maybe you should work out in the back yard from now on.

>>30322097
And that's all I've got for now. I'm no riggy but this thread deserves to live.

>>30322105
You've got my interest, hope to see more.

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>>30322097
WHEW!

>>30322105
yus please, I could see this go places

>>30322105
I like flustered pones

>>30322068
>>"Well if you want to exercise you should try (pony equivalent to yoga)."
YOU BUM WRITEFAG

>>30316454
You should read the Hunter one
>MUH DICK

>>30322449
>>30322359
>>30322291
>>30322114
Glad you liked it.

>>30322464
Yeah I spent a few minutes thinking of pony related play on words but nothing worked. I'm not clever.

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>>30319849
That feel when you've been morning star in this type of situation before.

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>>30322105
I fucking love it.

>>30322105
>>30319849
Cool day ever

INCOMING!

>>30324309
What the fuck is going

>>30324627
Just... same thing.

bub

>>30322994
I would suggest the pilates pun "ponylates", as I'm too lazy to think of more applicable equestrian terms to pun with in the span of ten seconds.
>>30323580
Pone-mommas need more HOO Johnny Bravo

>>30328364
Kill yourself you autist

>>30322097
Anon needs to stop being a faggot and enjoy that pone's company.

>>30323580
>Bravo lost virgin from a pony

boop

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>>30320078
Very true, Anonymous. However you'd be surprised how much someone can change on a basic personal level with the right help.
You've actually picked up on a subtle theme, and I give you kudos for empathizing so well!
Thank you for reading!

>>30320431
I don't know why nobody has responded to you yet, Anon, but don't give up! Don't you ever give up on yourself.
I know how it feels to be surrounded by a cage of responsibility, but in the end you are the most important person in your life.
You need to, in my opinion, find something for yourself. You need to take steps to help yourself and get promise back in your life.
Being unfit simply means you have the opportunity to get fit. Being unemployed just means you have the opportunity to search for a job. Taking the plunge and working through it all will help you more than you know.

If you can start pushing forward and carving a place in the world for yourself, then maybe your siblings can take it as an example. I'm sure your friend will be able to find the time to hang with you regardless of schedules, trust me. As for everything else, you just gotta roll the dice on that one. Life will only improve if you push for it. If you always do what you've always done, you'll always be where you've always been.

I'm rooting for you, Anon. Don't give up on yourself. I won't give up on you.

>>30321288
Thank you. I'll be writing today, so I'll do my best to pay your back ten fold!

>>30322105
That story is wonderful! The fake innocence that Rarity gives off is adorable, I can't wait to see more.
And don't try to be a 'Riggy', just be you, Anon. You have a lot to contribute, and a lot of Anons agree with me.

>>30323082
You and me both, Anon. I'm glad you can relate, it makes me feel like the characters are somewhat believable.

I'll be writing in a little while! Thank you for waiting.

bamparu

>>30329893
but wrestling already arouses me

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>>30331336
>wrestling
B-b-but, i love police.

Writing now!

>>30319849
>You let out a sigh and relax a little.
>Getting her to agree to letting you help her was the biggest hurdle. You can't help someone against their will, at least in this case.
>She sits quietly next to you, anxiously tapping her hooves against the wooden bench.
>In this moment you actually take a long, calculated look at her.
>For an earth pony she is a little shorter than average. Her coat is a bit heftier than other ponies, most likely due to poor grooming.
>Her mane is solid, shiny black. It's quite long, lazily tied into a pony tail which creeps down to the small of her back.
>It appears she just a touch thicker than the average mare, but that doesn't surprise you. You know for a fact she doesn't exercise, so it's no surprise she has a little pudge.
>She spots you inspecting her out of the corner of her eye.
>You expect her to ask you why you're staring, but instead she just looks away again; Her face becoming more flushed as she does so.
>She really isn't the confrontational sort.
>You look back to the market crowd as they wander by.
>Ponies of all sorts wander about the stands, inspecting the goods as they pass.
>You ought to get shopping soon, too.
>"Um..." Floor weakly pipes up.
>You turn to her as she clacks the tips of her front hooves together.
"Hmm?" you hum
>"How are you going to, you know, help me?"
>You tilt your head.
>That's actually a pretty good question.
"Well..." you say, leaning back on the bench, "I'm going to teach you how to be self sufficient, and push you to be your own mare."
>She looks down again.
>"But... how?"
>You shake your head.
"First things first... you can't be relying on Anonymous's Sunday visits anymore." you start
>She nods quietly, still looking down.
"But, if I only come on Sundays then nothing will stick..." you say to yourself.
>Getting a mare like her out of the apartment will be tricky to say the least.
>To actually make progress you'll need to visit her at least once a day.
>Initially, of course.

>>30332543
I just realized something that means I've gotta go ASAP.
I'll try to post tomorrow instead. Sorry, something slipped my mind. I'll come back as soon as I can.

>>30332725
See ya later riggy

Thanks for the green

>>30332725
Don't worry Rigster, we'll hold down the fort till then.

>>30332725
Good Night... oh and good night myself.

Whew

So I used to love this thread but hadn't seen it came back. What stories have been finished in the last... year?

>>30334159
Thread only came back somewhat recently, and currently we have Riggy writing, and one other writer who's as of yet unnamed, but promising.

Has there been a decrease in this threads art?

2 months ago it feels like we had a lot more new drawings.

WHA

>10
Not today.

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>>30334507

>>30341309
>Massage
Oooooooooooo

>>30341309
I enjoy this pone, what is their name?

>>30342736
Straight Edge
I don't know

>>30342736
Pugs Punny

>>30342736
Peacherine

>>30342736
>>30343127
https://anontheanon.tumblr.com/search/peacherine
This one is correct.

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>>30343127
>>30343182
That even BETTER

>>30340501
>Bon-Bon
>My dick says yes
>She wants it
>My dick is thrilled at this idea
>She called me a whore
>Dick is angry!!
>Dick will make you suffer for this sacrilege!

I hope rigg rog got through his personal conflict okay, I was really hoping for moar story :(

New EP is coming.

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What muscles are best for winning over pony waifus and why are they legs, delts, and abs?

>>30348718
>Implying traps and lats don't top the list
A poner would appreciate a good back.

>>30348734
Ponies appreciate all good bods.

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>>30346304
It's all okay now. Just had some family matters to sort out, but nothing bad. Thanks for your concern.

I'll be writing later tonight, and I'll actually get some dang progress done. Sorry for blue balling a few days ago. That was my forgetfulness.

>>30350273
No rush riggy, we believe in you.

>>30348718
>tfw krillin is married with a 10/10 wife and child and brolly is just a crazy jobber

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>>30352732
>10/10 wife and child
Yeah, Marron was pretty cute.

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>>30319754
>"Nothing is impossible if you work hard towards it"

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>>30350273

>>30348718
>>30352732
Top kek

>>30352775
Krillin wants pictures

Pictures of spider man

>>30332543
>You sigh.
>Are you really up for this?
>Just a week ago you were avoiding Anonymous as much as possible, and now you're going out of your way to help his mess of a friend.
>The entire reason you even started talking with him in the first place was because it was your job.
>But as you sit here now, sitting next to the fidgeting Floor Bored, you feel a dim flicker of a nostalgic feeling.
>For the first time in awhile you feel needed.
>And it will get you more info on Anonymous... probably.
>You're sure that Floor probably has some dirt on him.
>So it works out for everyone involved.
>Even if it means you'll be spending your afternoons with Floor.
>You'll need to figure out how to squeeze working out into all of this... Floor is probably not ready for the gym.
>You return back to the question posed before.
"I'll stop by after work each afternoon." you say after a long silence, "That way I can ensure you're getting better and not reverting back to your old self."
>She nods slowly, staring at a crack in the concrete.
>You pat her lightly on the back, making her let out a little squeak of surprise.
"Don't worry, we're not just gonna get rid of who you are! Just gonna tweak some habits, you know?"
>She lets out a deep breath.
>"Okay..." she responds.
>It seems her lips have been sealed once more.
>You'll need to find a way to get her talking down the road, for now you've made good progress.
>And besides, Anonymous will be back any minute now. You've done your part for today.
>The sun has crept up in the sky, and the day feels much warmer than it was this morning.
>You fan yourself a little as you begin to heat up.
>Time to take off the jacket, you think.
>You stand up off the bench and remove your jacket, carefully tying it around your waist with your mouth.
>You let out a sigh of relief and hop back on the bench.
>It feels good to have your shoulders out again.
>Wasn't Floor wearing a sweatshirt too?

>>30354942
>As you turn to check you realize that Floor is staring at you.
>If you can call it staring. She has moved so close to you that you can nearly smell her shampoo.
>She looks directly at your chest and has cornered you against the edge of the bench.
>You're getting a few flashbacks to that accident from last night.
"F-Floor? You're pretty in my personal space right n-"
>"Is that a 'Hoof of the Dragon' tank top?" she interrupts with great assertion.
>She prods the dragon insignia on your chest.
>You feel your cheeks burn as you look away from her.
"What? No... I just bought this to workout in because it looked cool."
>She shakes her head.
>"No way! These things need to be ordered from the 'Jeet Pone Do' fanatic catalog. There was only a limited set, so there's no way that anypony would be selling it."
>The tingling heat in your cheeks begins to grow
"I-I really think you're mistake-"
>"No way! The insignia is actually embroidered right into the fabric! On BOTH sides. Those babies will never crack or fade!"
"Floor I-"
>She crawls onto your back making you flop around on the bench.
"FLOOR"
>She pulls the tag out from behind your neck.
>She gasps with great exaggeration
>...actually it might just be genuine excitement
>"It IS that limited run! It says right here: '36/100, 40 year anniversary collection'. There's no way you could get this thing without snagging an order minutes after their release."
>She pauses for a moment as you struggle to get your legs in the proper positions to push her off.
>"Wait... so does that mean..."
>Her larger stature and unexpected weight as crippled your ability to lift her off. Your legs can't get into position in time.
>"Morning Star, are you a Kung-Fu movie fanatic?"
>You finally get your hooves beneath you and push up, knocking her off your back.
>You respond as you shoot upward
"N-No! Of course not! I could never be into those Spruce Knee flicks, way too nerdy. I prefer something a bit more-"
>"I never mentioned Spruce Knee."

>>30355108
>You freeze.
"Y-Yeah, but I everypony knows who Spruce Knee is."
>"But 'Hoof of the Dragon' is a cult classic that had a really restricted release. Only those really in the know would buy a tank top for-"
>You stick a hoof in her mouth.
"Shush! Would you please stop this?" you quietly plead.
>"Quai shoe bru shanna schtop et?" she responds, your hoof still in her mouth.
>You pull your hoof from her mouth.
"What?"
>"Why do you wanna stop me? That definitely is a 'Hoof of the Dragon' tank, and you definitely didn't end up with it by accident."
>Nod dismissively
"I know. I know." you say impatiently, "But it isn't usually recognized, alright?"
>She tilts her head.
>"Well why would you buy such an expensive piece of fanfare just to hope nopony notices it?"
>You feel your blush grow again.
"B-Because it's embarrassing! A grown mare watching old Kung Fu movies, it's ridiculously childish!" you bark
>She shakes her head.
>"And yet you still wear the merchandise?"
>Your face feels like it's on fire.
"Yeah, well..." you stammer, "I-It's hard to explain!"
>She folds her forelegs.
>"Oh yeah? How so?"
>You glare at her.
"You seem awfully talkative all of a sudden. What happened to the shy little mare I was talking to a second ago?"
>She shakes her head.
>"Are you going to answer my question or not?"
>You sigh and scratch the back of your neck.
"If the ponies at the barracks knew I watched those cheesy movies I'd never hear the end of it. I need to keep up a reputation you know?"
>"So you do like them?"
>You look at her strangely serious face and pause.
"I... I love them." you admit quietly.
>A small grin grows on her face.
>"So do I." she replies.
>Your blush burns again.
"Even 'Hoof of the Dragon'?"
>She nods slowly.
>"Especially 'Hoof of the Dragon'."
>You can't help but smirk a little.
"No kidding..." you say softly
>She smiles through her bangs and leans closer to you.
>"We have a lot to talk about."
>Somewhere deep down a nerdy part of you has reawakened.

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>>30355263
>Oh no, not hoof of the dragon!

>>30355263
You really know how to charm a guy.

>>30355263
Would what Morning is trying with Floor really work Riggy? I have someone in the exact mindset of floor who really needs help.

>>30356558
It really depends on the willingness of the person in question. Floor here is already kind of willing to do it because she likes Anon.

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>>30355263
very good as always. keep it up rig

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Will the ponies like if I have thicc legs like Venom Snake?

>>30355263
Looking forward to more Riggy.

>>30359200
It's more about the glutes. Big glutes are an indicator of thrusting power, they'll pick up on it.

Anyone here actually workout?
Is this thread motivation for any of you?

bempo

Damm, the new EP is SAD!

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>>30362685
>when you watch the American schedule because you want to have one thing that you can consider yourself patient with
Guess I'll know what you're talking about next week?

which mare pumps the most iron

>>30364105
Rarity.

o-OH! I thought you said "has the most iron pumps". Probably one of the mares from the Hooffields and McColts episode, they were built.

>>30362685
I KNOW RIGHT?!

>>30364105
>>30364445
That remind me... rock.

>>30364105
I like the idea of rarity being secretly mega fit

>>30365910
>>30364445
Iron pumps would give Rarity some pretty sturdy legs. We did see her mighty kick in S1. I could see her secretly training

>>30366700

>>30367756
Quit that.

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Trixie's ass and the Tactics Ogre OST helped me overcome my exercise-induced panic attacks. Thanks, Trixie.

>>30367778
no

>>30367142
>I could see her secretly training
she also seems to know some form of combat, so rarity definitely has some secret

>9

>>30355263
>You are Anon
>The market seems to have gotten even more packed since you left.
>It's the fresh spring air, you bet. Makes ponies want to go out on their day off.
>You took a long walk around the city in the crisp air and enjoyed the sensation of warming up as the day went on.
>But even as you enjoyed the sunshine you felt a little anxiety.
>You know that Floor has a hard time with other ponies, and Morning can come off a little strong when you first meet her.
>Morning seemed confident in her 'tough love,' but you can't shake the feeling it could go the wrong way.
>You carefully navigate the crowd, being especially careful not to knee anyone as you walk through.
>At least you're back now. You'll make sure Floor hasn't closed herself off completely.
>You are pulled from your thoughts when you finally see the familiar ponies.
>Floor stands by Morning's side. With a little apprehension Floor finally begins to talk to the sales pony behind a stand before slowly sliding bits across the table to him. The stallion slides back a plastic tub full of strawberries.
>Morning grabs the container and drops it into the basket.
>You can't make out much more than the top of Morning's mane and ears. The crowd is just a bit too tall.
>Morning picks up the basket and places it on Floor's back.
>The two of them enter into the flow of ponies and begin to walk by you.
>They don't even notice you as they continue to converse.
>"...but I thought he didn't know how to use a Bo staff yet." Morning protests, her eyes slightly squinted as she looks towards Floor.
>Floor shakes her head with a knowing smile.
>"He learned how to use one in the second part of 'Hock of Steel', but he didn't master it until when he trained under master Feng Reg in 'The Final Shogun'." Floor says excitedly, matching Morning's gaze.
>Morning smirks and nods.
>"I guess that's true. He did use a Bo staff sparingly in a couple other movies." Morning says, placing a hoof under her chin.

>>30371061
>More Riggy updates
Aww yiss.

>>30371061
>They wander right past you as they continue to converse.
>You stare at them for a moment, just taking it in.
>They continue to walk away from you, chatting away with little concern for the ponies around them.
>Floor never hesitates as she enters the large crowds, and she sticks close to Morning's side.
>As they chat you notice something that warms your core.
>Floor is smiling.
>Not like when you're being nice, or when she is making seductive remarks.
>No.
>She is just smiling.
>Naturally.
>As she listens to Morning's next response, her grin remains steadfast.
>From an outsider's perspective, Floor would seem like a messy pony hanging out with her best friend.
>They wouldn't see a cold, anti-social mare that would rather be in bed or playing video games.
>Because she is participating. She is actually participating.
>You follow behind them, but don't intend on catching up just yet.
>They aren't done with the shopping yet.
>You quietly watch as Morning makes Floor chat with the local farmers and fish mongers. Morning even gave Floor the bits to pay for everything on her own.
>When it came to buying things on her own, Floor would always go to the same convenience store down the road and have a limited conversation with the clerk.
>But now she is idly chatting with the grizzled working ponies of Canterlot.
>And you have Morning Star to thank for that.
>You shake your head with a smile
>Whatever that 'tough love' was, it sure works wonders.
>They make every stop as you continue to stay out of sight until the very end.
>When you finally caught up with them you still needed to recapture their attention by tapping their shoulders.
"Looks like you got it all, huh?" you say with pride.
>Morning smirks up at you after turning around.
>"Sure did. And she did it all by herself."
>Floor kicks up some dirt.
>"I-I wouldn't say alone, but... I did it." she says, anxiously looking up at you through her bangs.
>You can't help but beam at the two little ponies.

>>30371313
God that's cute.

wumpa bumpa

>>30373355

>>30374281
Quit.

>>30374459

>>30374495

>>30374495
>>30375522
If you stop, I'll write.

>>30375562
Then by all means

>>30375562
If you did we wouldn't have to make all these soulless bumps.

Also, no way I'm letting a thread this cute die to the Glimspam.

>>30376727

>>30377621
Plz stop?

>>30322097
>Chest day.
>You were in the backyard this time.
>After what happened the other day it would probably be a good idea to keep a lower profile.
>It was overcast and kinda humid today, and the breeze let you know that it was going to rain soon.
>But you weren't about to let that stop you from lifting. You had recently built to your best approximation, a power rack.
>It looked shabby, but it worked. It had two thick boards that ran parallel to each other that you could lay the bar on.
>You could also do dips on them so that was great.
>You set your bar up and slid your small bench underneath it.
>Since you can't increase the weight you're forced to increase the volume. Like by a lot.
>You tried german volume training but that didn't help much. So you were just lifting as much and as fast as you could while keeping good form.
>You could get a decent pump but it just wasn't like lifting heavy.
>You were thinking about maybe making a new bar with bigger buckets, but you hadn't got around to it.
>You were just finishing your first set, after what seemed like a couple of minutes of pushing it. You felt it more in your tris than your pecs, but you've got quite a few more sets to go.
>After you finished that set you sat on your bench catching your breath. That's when you heard something.
>"Heelloo?"
>It was coming from what sounded like the front door. And it sounded like the same pony from the other day.
>You went through the back door and through your house to the front door, all the while hearing patient, yet persistent knocking.
>Opening the door you see her, the fancy white pony. This time with a box sitting next to her, about the size of a pizza box but taller, and wrapped in paper and a bow.
>"Oh hello dear, I thought for a moment you weren't home." She says.

>>30378201
"Yeah I was busy doing something."
>"Well I won't take much of your time then, I just came by to give you something."
>Using her magic she lifts the box towards you. Grabbing it you notice it smells like perfume. Kinda nice, but weird.
>"Well... open it."
>You do so, kinda dreading what it could be. You're pleasantly surprised when you see shirts inside.
"You bought be me new clothes?"
>"Made you new clothes, dear. I noticed how much of a sweat you worked up the other day and I thought to myself, 'how can I help this masculine, this rogue stallion, deal with the rigors of his intense physical training?' And then I came up with these."
>Holy shit she's got issues. She's not even awkward about it either, it's like she talks like that all the time.
>"Hurry and try them on, I can't wait to see how they fit." She says excitedly.
"O-ok." Is all you can think to say.
>She sits there watching, unblinking, as you remove your shirt and try on one of the new ones.
>It's tight. It basically clings to your skin, but not in an uncomfortable way. It's sort of stretchy.
>"As you'll notice it breaths much better than you're other shirts, and the fit is much more flattering to your physique."
>She playfully winks at you as she says that last bit.
"Yeah, it does. Uh thanks. I haven't really been able to find many clothes that fit me around here."
>"You're very welcome dear, like I said I try to help all of ponyville's residents feel welcomed."
"Ok, well... thanks again. Bye."
>As you try to close the door a hoof stops you from doing so.
>"Well I know you're busy but can I at least arrange for a time to see how the shirts perform?" She asks from the small space that's still open from the door.
"You mean like a work out?"
>"Yes." She says flatly.

>>30378220
"Uh, well, I'm kinda working out right now if you want to watch..."
>You regret the words as soon as they leave your mouth.
>"That would be perfect! I could see how they hold up under those strenuous conditions." She says as she walks into your house.
"Well follow me to the backyard then."
>Walking through your house you can see she's a bit surprised. It was a little messy, probably messier than she was used to.
>"I should introduce myself, I'm Rarity, owner of ponyville's local boutique."
"I'm Anon, uh, ponyville's only human."
>"You have a lovely home Anon." She says, with just a hint of uneasiness.
"Thanks. Sorry about the mess, I wasn't expecting company."
>You can tell she can't stand it. Maybe this would be the way to scare her off. Clothes laying around, dirty dishes, and the couch cushions messed up.
>You decide to lay it on thick and make up a story about a roach problem when you turn around to see your living room clean.
>The couch cushions fluffed, the clothes folded and put in a neat pile, and the dirty dishes, cleaned and a magic aura carrying them to your kitchen.
>"I suppose with your busy schedule it would be hard to keep a house this size clean, but I'm always happy to help where there's a need." She says with a glowing horn and without a hint of smugness or sarcasm.
>Well that backfired.
>You thank her again as you lead her out the backdoor and over to your bench.
>She looks at your handiwork and asks if it's safe.
"Yeah I've been using it for a couple months now. It hasn't dropped on me yet."
>Laying down on the bench you decide to start over since your last break was so long. You never like to go longer than a minute.

>>30378235
>Picking up the bar you begin lifting it while she watches. This time she has the excuse of the shirts. You suspect tbat was the whole reason she made them, although she does own a boutique...
>You go for a couple of minutes before finally stopping. That's when she walks up to you and places her hoof on your chest.
>You're about to move back when she removes it herself.
>"Not sweaty at all. And that's even with how warm you are at the moment."
"Yeah, but I don't really sweat this soon into the workout anyway."
>"Is it like the other day, you just need a little more weight?"
>You know where she's going with this.
"Yeah..."
>"Hmm, well I suppose there's only one thing we can do. Could you pick it up again?"
>As you do so she does what you were expecting. She climbs on to the bench, and straddling your core, rests herself over the bar.
>This puts a noticeable amount of weight on it, but it has the unwelcome outcome of her sitting on you staring into your eyes.
"H-hey, I don't thin-"
>"How does that feel? Heavy enough?" She asks, cutting you off.
"Yeah it's heavy but I don't know if this is such a good idea."
>"Don't be silly Anon, we won't know how good the shirts are if we don't break them in." She says this, all the while staring down into your eyes. It's pretty awkward having her sit on you like this. She's very soft.
"Well, ok."
>You start to raise the bar. It's heavier now, not as heavy as you used to lift but definitely more than you've done recently.
>"How's that feel?"
"It's, pretty good."
>It actually feels great. You don't even mind having the pony on you that much anymore.
>"Do you want me to put more weight on it?"
"Sure." You say, almost excitedly.
>She grins as she leans into it more. The grin turns into a smile as you grunt to lift it, pushing it high up, and carefully bringing it down to your chest.

>>30378270
>You can feel the heat coming off of you as you move the bar and the pony to and from your body.
>"Do you like that Anon?" She asks, breathing a little heavier, with sweat forming on her brow. Strange, she must be pushing down harder than you thought.
"Yeah I do." You answer, not even thinking at this point.
>As soon as you say that her horn starts to glow, as does the bar and you feel the weight increase a lot. Too much even.
>Instead of struggling to push the bar up you have to struggle to keep it from coming down on you.
>Your eyes go wide as you realise it's still getting heavier. All the while Rarity is hovering over you biting her lip with her eyes closed.
"Rarity. Rarity stop!"
>Suddenly her eyes open and she uses the same magic to lift the bar up off of you.
>"Oh, I'm sorry dear. I must have gotten a little carried away."
"You almost took my head off!"
>"Well look, you worked up a sweat." She says as she feels your chest again.
>She right, but still.
>"I'm sorry, I should be more careful. I'm not exactly used to using magic this way." She says with a slightly regretful tone.
"Well it's ok I guess. That was a pretty good set up until the end."
>"Heh, yes I think it was." She says as she lays on your chest.
>This revelation is made by both of you in awkward silence.
>"Well, I had better be going now. I'd hate to over stay my welcome."
>As she gets up and steps off the bench you stop her.
"I've got like, four more quick sets. Can you stick around until I'm done?"
>Happily she gets back on top of you and levitates the bar into your hands.
"Try not to crush me this time though. Let's maybe avoid using magic unless totally necessary."

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>>30378295
>"Of course dear, and I'll try not to get so worked up this time as well."
"Ok, but you have to stop calling me dear all the time."
>"Alright, Anon." She says as you begin to lift her again.
>As awkward and frightening as this whole situation was, you think you finally found a gym buddy. Albeit kind of a weird one.
>And her magic could come in handy when you need a spot.
>You figure that as long as she doesn't smell you again it should be fine.
>Just as the thought occurs you hear her taking an extra deep breath, holding it in before slowly letting it out. Could it have been...
>Nah, it was probably just because she's pushing on this bar. Yeah, that's it.

>>30378337
Back and biceps next time, followed by leg day, and then rest day. If this thread lasts long enough I'll get it all written and posted.

>>30378337
I love it

So is this thread actually /fit/?

>tfw looking at pone pictures inbetween sets today

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>>30378337
Thank you writer.

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>>30378337
By all means

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bump

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>>30378337

thank you kindly, Mr. Author.

>>30378337
That was weird, like what the fuck is wrong with your Rarity wrong, she would never be that straightforward and physical.

>>30380918
I can imagine Pinkie doing that, but Rarity? No way.

>>30380918
Well yeah, and there are no humans in the show. It's just a story, if we didn't deviate from the show you'd just be reading episode transcripts. In this story she gets off on muscles. That and I hate writing pinkie pie.

>>30381221
Why didn't you just use random OC name pony?
>deviate from the show
I don't want some bullshit interpretation of canon characters, nobody does. Your logic is fucking stupid.

>>30381249
Ok. You don't have to read it if you don't want to.

>>30378337
It's cute, but your Anon is a complete non-character. He's a flat doormat.

>>30379216
>>30380043
>>30380189
>>30380745
Glad you liked it. I may do more but I'm a better lurker than a writefag
>>30381702
Yeah I know. Any ideas on how to improve it? I'd like to add more of your typical AiE stuff but I hate memes.

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>>30382014
>I may do more but I'm a better lurker than a writefag

>>30382014
I dunno about these memers but I'm having a blast reading your story

It seems like something Rarity would do with a social outcast as long as no one important was watching.

>>30383622
This. I can see where the others are coming from when it comes to Anon, who is more like a reaction to Rarity's antics moreso than a character, but I also understand that you haven't been given enough story time to properly flesh him out yet. As for Rarity, I dunno, she seemed fine to me.

>>30385712
Thanks for the new WP

Waiting for riggy to keep this thread alive.

>>30386952

>>30387987
Bad.

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Todd

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>finally got up to lmao 2pl8 diddly
I'm starting to become a big boy

>bump

>>30392073
Now, while it is good to bump with some fresh green, that doesn't really make the grade. I'm not trying to be a harsh critic, but I'm calling it as I see it.

page 9

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I've been picking up overtime hours at work to cover some bills, but I'm working a normal shift today so I should be writing in the evening.

Thank you for keeping this place bumped.

>>30393613

>>30393827
Gracias.

>>30394428

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>>30390174
congrats. makes me wonder what ponies would do in place of a deadlift. i suppose if we're being realistic ponies would just do a lot of 4-legged squats and carries/drags. but cartoon physiology expands their repertoire a little bit. wing-ups, for example. and bulk doing a bench press for some reason

>>30371313
>...
>'Operation Reform Floor Bored Log'
>'Entry 1 - Day 1'
>'Acting Supervisor: Morning Star, Royal Guard Second Class'
>"Operation RFB begins today and I have taken every precaution to ensure things go properly."
>"I will be keeping this Log updated in order to track all progress and properly debrief to overseer Anonymous at later dates."
>"Though this is technically not a Royal Guard operation, I will treat it as though it is one."
>"These entries will be short and to the point."
>"Today I met with the target, Floor Bored, at her apartment. After explaining the situation to overseer Anonymous he gave me her spare key."
>"I let myself in to find her eating uncooked ramen from the packet while watching some sort of animated show about a pony and their dragon maid."
>"After an immense amount of coaxing I managed to get her off the couch and helped her clean her apartment."
>"She did not do as much as me, but she did help. This is good progress for the first day of an operation."
>"The show was also surprisingly good."
>'-End of Entry-'
>..
>'Entry 2 - Day 5'
>"I have forced Floor Bored to keep her apartment clean everytime I come to visit. Each time she leaves a piece of trash I make her pick it up immediately without any assistance. I did allow her to do it between episodes of another show. This improved the success rate immensely."
>"She has also started to open the door for me when I visit in the evenings. This is a good sign for things to come."
>'-End of Entry-'
>...
>'Entry 3 - Day 9
>"Today marks a milestone in Floor Bored's reintegration into society. She surprised me by cleaning her apartment before I arrived, and even had the decency to put on actual clothing."
>"She still neglects her hygiene and refuses to clean her mane properly, but this is still great progress."
>"She cleaned so that we would have more time to watch anime together."
>"We then spent the remainder of the visit watching a bizarre show with muscular stallions"
>'-End of Entry-'

>>30398241
>'Entry 4 - Day 13'
>"I reported to overseer Anonymous about the great progress made with Floor Bored."
>"He suggested using the fact she wishes to watch anime together as leverage."
>"The perfect carrot at the end of a stick."
>'-SIDE NOTE-'
>"The princesses have been visiting Anonymous in the garden more and more often the past two weeks. After overhearing a conversation about the 'importance of living in the moment' I believe that the princesses have taken my advice in actually conversing with him in a significant manner. Only time will tell."
>'-End of Entry-'
>...
>'Entry 5 - Day 15'
>"After two weeks I decided that it was time to start getting her out of the apartment."
>"I used the leverage overseer Anonymous suggested, and made her actually wash and comb her mane."
>"To do this, I promised to 'binge watch' an entire series with her in one night. Some dramatic show about immortal ponies on a train? It was all very confusing."
>"Her mane wasn't done very well, and she was still a bit messy. However, she was more than presentable."
>"I took her out for an evening walk where we chatted about the shows she recently showed me. They have proven to be intriguing so far."
>"She really lights up when speaking about them, too. Maybe she would appreciate a piece of merchandise from that dragon maid show. I do get my paycheck soon..." [REDACTED]
>'The previous statement has been redacted for being off topic and not essential to the operation.'
>'-End of Entry-
>...
>'Entry 6 - Day 22'
>"Floor Bored answered the door today fully clothed with her apartment entirely cleaned."
>"Needless to say, this progress is immense. It is hard to believe she is the same pony."
>"I asked why she only ever ate ramen, and she revealed she did not have enough money to buy real food unless Anonymous provided it to her."
>"I treated her to tacos in celebration of her progress."
>"She likes spicy sauce salsa the most." [REDACTED]
>-End of Entry-

>>30398408
>'Entry 7 - Day 24'
>"Today was the day I promised to 'binge watch' an anime with Floor Bored. She instructed me arrive later than usual and wear my pajamas."
>"She let me in her clean apartment with her much healthier mane tied back, a little like mine often is."
>"I had no idea that there were so many episodes to this anime, and it went deep into the night."
>"She fell asleep on my shoulder around 2am."
>"I did not move to wake her until the final episode finished at 2:30 am"
>"Just to fulfill my obligation to watch the WHOLE series with her, of course."
>"My debt repaid, I sent her to bed and left for home."
>"Her snores sound like little squeaks, and she kicks a lot in her sleep." [REDACTED]
>"Not as much as she drools though." [REDACTED]
>"The show was good too. I'm excited to discuss it with her later." [REDACTED]
>'-End of Entry-'
>...
>'Entry 8 - Day 28'
>"Today marks the first four weeks of the operation, and Floor wanted to prove how far she had come."
>"Without overseer Anonymous or I she traveled to the market on her own and purchased some groceries."
>"She wore a nice sweatshirt, showered, and combed her mane before going out."
>"She even cooked dinner for us to enjoy."
>"However, her limited funds meant she could not provide much. The meal was nothing more than baked sweet potatoes and butter."
>"It was still delicious."
>"I'm proud of her all the same." [REDACTED]
>'-End of Entry-'
>...
>'Entry 9 - Day 34'
>"Floor previously requested I check out a book about cooking for her."
>"I retrieved a book on the basics from the castle library."
>"She jumped with glee when I got it to her."
>"Her hugs are really warm." [REDACTED]
>'-End of Entry-'

>>30398542
>'Entry 10 - Day 35'
>"Today's visit was a strange departure from previous visits."
>"She spent the entire time painstakingly taking notes on every page of the library book I provided her while I played some sort of dating simulation game."
>"She assured me the game is worth the time investment."
>"When she's reading she leans over the book and chews her pen. Perhaps some slobbish habits aren't so bad, so long as they're charming too." [REDACTED]
>'-SIDE NOTE-'
>"I observed Princess Luna lying her head in overseer Anonymous's lap while they spoke early yesterday morning."
>"It appears their progress is also going well."
>'-End of Entry-'
>...
>'Entry 11 - Day 39'
>"I provided a loan of 50 bits to help Floor's recent interest in learning how to cook, under the condition that she purchase her ingredients alone."
>"She left and returned with her ingredients within an hour. Her progress is incredible."
>"She used the knowledge she learned from the library book to cook dinner for both overseer Anonymous and I."
>"I have been letting her see Anonymous more often now that she has grown independent from him."
>"He is always smiling around her." [REDACTED]
>"So am I." [REDACTED]
>"She made spaghetti with vodka sauce and garlic bread."
>"It couldn't have been made better."
>"After the meal, she cleaned everything up as overseer Anonymous and I drank cider. She insisted she do it on her own."
>"She washed the dishes, hung the towels, wiped down the tables, and took out the trash."
>"Overseer Anonymous was beaming the entire time."
>"She has become so independent, what does she need me for?" [REDACTED]
>'-End of Entry-'

>>30398635
Guard poner sad because losing friend now :(

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>>30398661

>>30398635
>'Entry 12 - Day 43'
>"Floor has started requesting going on evening walks more often."
>"We walked through the city talking about the various games we played and shows we watched."
>"It has been good to have somepony to enjoy such nerdy passions with."

>"We walked deep into the summer night, and even went into a bar for a round of cider on me."
>"She didn't realize, but a few stallions were looking at her." [REDACTED]
>"Who could blame them? [REDACTED] She's been taking great care of herself lately."
>"She looks beautiful." [REDACTED]
>"She gave me a hug under the streetlight outside of her apartment and thanked me for being there for her this past month and a half."
>"After she entered the apartment I realized how independent she has become."
>"She goes shopping on her own, walks around on her own, and even goes to bars without a second thought."
>"Does this mean the operation was a success?"
>"Does this mean the operation is over?"
>'-End of Entry-'
>...
>'Entry 13 - Day 45'
>"Floor has asked me to join her on a trip to the market. Not out of necessity but out of preference."
>"She has shown no signs of anxiety as we wander through the crowds, and-"
>------
>"What are you always scribbling in that notebook?" Floor inquires
>You blush and shut the log before stuffing it back in your bag.
>The two of you are standing at a farmer's stand and Floor has finished purchasing a head of lettuce.
"Oh, it's just a journal I have been keeping lately." you respond quickly.
>Floor tilts her head at you, her healthy mane shining in the morning sun.
>Her bangs effortlessly shift across her face.
>You feel your face get hot as you look up at her.
>"Huh, I guess I've only seen you do it once or twice while I'm around..." she begins, scratching her chin, "Do you use it to save your progress?"
>She smiles down at you as she references the dating simulator game you've been playing with her.

>>30398784
Oh man. I thought all I needed was princesses being sweet on Anon.
HOW WRONG I WAS

>>30398784
>You smirk at her.
"You know you can't save while hanging out with somepony." you respond, your knowledge of the game beginning to rival her own, "So what's the lettuce for?"
>The two of you start walking as you chat.
>"Well, I still don't have much money, but I have a few salads I'd like to make." she says proudly, "I want to see how far I can stretch a bit."
>You nod at her resourcefulness.
"That's a good idea, Floor. If you need some extra cash you know I'm good for it." you offer.
>She shakes her head.
>"Nah, that's fine. I'd rather do this on my own budget."
>You smile at her as she smiles back.
>Suddenly the two of you walk into something.
>You bump into a pair of tall unicorn mares who drop their iced coffees as you collide.
>"What the BUCK," one of them exclaims.
>You stand back up immediately and help them back up.
"I am so sorry! We weren't looking where we were going..."
>As the mare stands up she grumbles at you.
>"Well you SHOULD be sorry, that coffee cost me 6 bits and if you think I'll just let you get away with..."
>The mare looks you up and down before pointing.
>She turns to her friend.
>"Isn't she that little mare from the gym?"
>You squint your eyes at them.
>The other mare has a look of sudden shock.
>"Oh my GOSH! She totally is! The one that always looks angry while she lifts."
>You're starting to understand who these ponies are.
"Oh... you're those cardio mares from my gym." you say as you come to the conclusion, "Look sorry about the mess, I'll pay you back for the coffee-"
>"Honestly, you'd think a mare as fit as her would be a little less clumsy." one of the mares jabs.
>You sigh.
>"Well she IS rather short, so maybe she can't see ponies coming."
>You feel their comments start to weigh on you.
"Hey now, that's uncalled for..."
>The first mare shakes her head.
>"No, making us drop our coffees is uncalled for," she begins
>She looks you up and down again.
>"I thought you only dressed like this at the gym..." she says with venom

>>30398784
Running into a bit of writers block Rigs?

>>30398882
I would have preferred a story about zen gardener anon and his hijinks with the royal sisters but good green is good green.

>>30398927
Hmm, not anymore no. What makes you say that?

>>30398912
>You feel your blood boil a little.
"W-What?"
>The mare shakes her head and addresses her friend.
>"I mean, I knew she wasn't trying to bring in any stallions the whole lifting thing, and the short mane, but she could at least wear something decent."
>You can feel your blood boiling.
"Hey now, those are fighting words ya know? Back at the barracks you would get a hoof across the cheek for that." you say, widening your stance.
>One of the mares blows a raspberry at you.
>"Oh please, you're so sensitive. You wouldn't lay a hoof on me if you knew the connections I have."
>You feel yourself sink a little.
>It's true, most ponies in Canterlot have wild connections.
>And assaulting a civilian would, of course, cost you your guard position.
>You have too much to lose.
>You hang your head in defeat.
>"That's what I thought, now I'll be taking those 12 bits please."
>She levitates the latch off your saddle bags and tosses the items inside into the dirt.
"H-Hey!" you protest as she finally gets the coin purse out.
>She pours 12 bits into her bag before tossing the coin purse into the pile of your belongings.
>"You're lucky I don't take more for threatening me like that." she says in a condescending tone as you attempt to gather your things.
>You take extra care to brush the dirt off the log you've been keeping.
>You swallow your rage and quietly put away your belongings as the two mares start to leave.
>"So are you a bitch professionally, or is it more of a hobby thing?" suddenly pipes Floor's voice.
>You turn as quickly as the two other mares as Floor stares at them with a blank expression.
>"Um... excuuuuuse me?" responds the unicorn, approaching once again.
>Floor shakes her head.
>"Oh, I'm sorry, I was asking about your reasons for being an unbearable bitch. Like, is it just a passing interest or more of a burning passion?" Floor retorts with intense sarcasm.
>The mares look her up and down.
>"And who are you supposed to be?"

>>30398999
>Floor shrugs.
>"I'm Floor Bored, a friend of that earth mare who you just basically robbed."
>The main mare squints her eyes at Floor.
>"I was just collecting a debt, that's all. You're lucky we didn't take it from you as well."
>Floor nods.
>"Okay, true, but why did you need to be cunt about it?" she says innocently, "I mean, if it's just in your DNA I suppose it can't be helped."
>The two mares make small gasps at Floor's strong language."
>The second mare tilts her head as she starts to recognize Floor.
>"Wait, you're that shut in pony from the apartment complex down the road, aren't you?"
>Floor's face starts to turn a beat red.
>The first mare speaks up.
>"Oh yeah, that dirty little mare the used to go to the convenience store outside of our gym." she says harshly, "I guess you finally found a bar of soap, huh?"
>You start to stand, your anger rising.
>"Honestly, why should we care about the words of a mare that can't even take care of herself. I mean honestly, you expect me to be threatened by a slob like you?"
>You get to your hooves, ready to start shouting.
>Your blood prickles inside your limbs as you prepare to unload.
>But Floor retorts calmly instead.
>"Well, I guess the same could be said about you. Why should I care about the words of a useless rich girl that hasn't done jack shit with her life." she responds in a monotone voice.
>The mare scoffs.
>"I have done plenty with my-"
>"Let me stop you right there, barbie. Living in Canterlot doesn't mean anything. I mean, for crying out loud, we ALL live in Canterlot. So don't give me that bullshit."
>Floor's tone and vulgar vernacular hits extremely hard. You have never heard a pony speaking such eloquent filth.
>The mare tries to speak up again.
>"I'll have you know I have a career in-"
>"Honestly, I don't give a damn. I don't care about anything you say, because you're just a waste of space." Floor begins.

>>30399067
>"You're just a bitchy mare that runs on a treadmill three times a week and starves herself to attract some rich cockhead of a stallion who couldn't care less about your shitty personality as long as your ass is tight and you call him a big man to fight off his insecurities."
>The mares sit back in shock as the torrent of obscenities and insults begins to flow from Floor's mouth at full speed.
>"But you haven't found that cockhead stallion, so you're probably wondering why he hasn't come around yet. Why hasn't that prince charming with a bit purse the size of a chariot swept you off your hooves like you're princess Celestia herself? Could it be your pitiful excuse for a personality, heavens no. You've just got an image to keep up, right?"
>Ponies start to turn towards the conversation from the crowd, their faces painted with confusion as they eavesdrop on the filthy insult that Floor painstakingly weaves together.
>"So maybe that coffee is the result of a cheat day from your diet, because you're trying to 'treat yourself' instead of realizing maybe, just maybe, you're way too much of a cunt for anypony, even an insecure buttfuck of a stallion, to want to deal with. That includes myself, by the way."
>The mares have recoiled beyond measure, trying to piece together a response.
>"Y-You dirty little p-piece of filth." she stutters in response.
>Floor lifts her chin.
>"Yeah, I'm a little messy, but that doesn't mean you can step all over me, and especially not over Morning."
>At the mention of your name your ears perk up.
>"This mare is worth more than the two of you combined a thousand times over." she says pointing at you
>Floor starts to walk towards them, making them step away from her slowly.
>"So get your arrogant, callous, pretentious, pompous, overly malicious, and undeniably disgusting asses away from us, you irrelevant WASTES. OF. MY. TIME."
>Floor has them leaning back as her presence pushes them back.

>>30399163
>A pocket of silence has fallen over the surrounding crowd as Floor stares down the two unicorns.
>She stares with an intense expression of contempt.
>You sit to the side as she stands up to the two bullies without so much as a shudder.
>After a few seconds she stamps her hoof.
>"WELL? Get the FUCK out of my sight!" she shouts.
>The mascara the two mares were wearing drips down their cheeks as the dart away, overwhelmed by the slew of insults they had to endure.
>As they disappear down the road, Floor turns back to look at the crowd.
>The grizzled ponies behind the counters all seem to nod at her, a sign of approval.
>She nods back and approaches you.
>"Are you okay, Morning?"
>You beam at her.
"Okay? Floor that was incredible! You totally shut them down!" you say, pulling her in for a hug, "That was the most amazing thing I've ever witnessed!"
>She holds you close in the embrace.
>"Y-yeah?"
"Yeah!" you respond happily, "I-I just froze up, I didn't know how respond to that. But you did it without breaking a sweat!"
>"W-well, when you're always fighting ponies online you get sort of good at insulting them..."
>You hold her tighter.
"Well that was beyond brave. You've come so far!"
>She really has.
>After that display, you know she could make it on her own.
>
>So where does that leave you?
>Before you can sink into your thoughts, Floor speaks up.
>"U-Um, can we leave n-now?" she stutters.
>Her whole body begins to shiver in your arms.
>You push her away and look into her eyes as tears stream down her cheeks.
>Her eyes what's going on?"
>She continues to shiver as the tears get larger.
>"Th-That was t-t-terrifying." she says, sniffing her runny nose, "I was so scared the whole time..."
>You softly smile at her, wiping away a tear.
>You let her lean into you as the two of you walk away from the market.
"C'mon, I've gotcha. Let's go home." you say, leading her out as she quietly sobs.
>Maybe there's still some use for you yet.
>As long as you're there for her

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>>30399226
Okay, that's all for tonight folks.
I hope you enjoyed tonight's updates. I'll see you all soon.

>>30399246
yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
great update as always, rig. glad you got some off time and got to enjoy it hopefully :) there isn't any rush to get back, if no one else I'll keep the thread bumped for you :)

RIGGY, MY MAN.

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>>30399246
Jeez Rig, you spoil us.

>>30398241
>>30398408
>Kobayashi's Dragon Maid
>JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
>Baccano!
Nice to know that Floor Bored has good taste.
>>30398999
>>30399067
>>30399163
And she spits hot fiyah, so that's why she likes spicy sauce salsa the most.
>>30399246
Damn Rigs, nice way to show two streams of progress at once. Morning's going to have to recognize those warm fuzzies though, one does not simply spend a month and a half daily with someone and not grow a significant emotional connection towards them.

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>>30399246
Even better.

>>30399246
So now its Floor X Morning. I dig it. Also she's come so far.

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>>30309576

>>30401225
whoops i thought nobody posted this.

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>>30401220
>Floor X Morning
>X Yuri
What the fuck is this?

>>30401232
>tfw you think you know where Riggy's going with the story to keep it """""""thread related"""""""
>tfw don't want to post the idea because you don't want to feel like you spoiled anything if you happen to be correct
I don't claim to be an author last thread I green'd for died after my final post but I can see a few different ways that Riggy can have both straight or gay relations in the story if he wanted.

Unless I got the point of your post wrong, in which case I'll just kys myself for not knowing what that particular reaction image implied in combination with your post.

>>30399246

Aw yiss, mothafuckin ponies.

Great work as always Rigatone.

>>30399226
Nice.

>>30399246
Holy shit Rigger, this is fucking fantastic.

>>30406383
>anthro
>taco shell ears
haha, what?

>>30406405
Everyone mentions the ears. Everyone

>>30406383
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOODS

>>30406383
unf

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>>30408089
>dat chest hair

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I train because when I die I want to ask God why he put me in a world with 0 pony waifus and only dumb hoes, a world where fatphobia is taken as a real term by people, a world where no one values nattiness anymore. I'm going to ask him, and if he says some dumb shit I'm going to whoop his ass.

>>30409188
Lift the world bro.

>>30409188
>>30409280
Lift the object God made that he can't lift.

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>"Why do you lift, Anon? You're getting 2swole2control..."
"Well Thorax, to enact mortal wrath on anyone I want. I'd punch you so hard you died if I didn't really want you to sit on my face, you fucking twink bug."

>>30411519
1 you madman

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>>30411519

>>30413284
Lets get off of page 10 guys.

Bump for rig

movie looks preddy gud mayne

>>30415367
I was pleasantly surprised. After the first zero-effort trailer I was worried, but it actually looks notshit.

>>30415367
if people hate the trailer just to be contrarian and hipster, would it be moreso to actually like it? the whole thing was eyecandy, and the furry didn't have much spotlight at all.

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>>30415367
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIv_ConaZ1c

>>30417215
>mfw

>>30418518
Bump

>>30399246
Good stuff sir.

>>30417215
I found my fetish inisde THE MOVIE!

Weird question. Why ponies aroused by anon's physique?

Does that mean ponies like Human's skin?

>>30420979
Ponies can't get enough of the muscles.

>>30420979
They're little degenerate skinnies and we love them. Also >>30422381 It's the same concept as liking horse muscles, except it's a human so it's exotic for them.
Splash

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>>30423046
Splash

>>30399246
I can just feel this is going to end in some nasty lesbian romance and it's going to kill my interest in either of them.

>>30424702

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Beefy femanon bump

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>>30425860
Uhm...

>>30424702

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Something I've been working on. It was gonna be a 4 panel comic.
>Anon rips off his shirt
>Rarity gets flustered
>Rarity comments about his physique
>something special happens
I don't think I'll finish but if someone wants to continue from this, that would be awesome.

Photoshop file for anyone interested.
https://my.mixtape.moe/oxfamw.psd

It's a blazmo-bizzidy-bump

is riggyrag the only writefag keeping this thread alive? is that the only writefag still posting more than short greens?

>>30432002

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>tfw you keep lifting harder and harder every day and still don't have a gf
I'm waiting for the International Girlfriend Grant Foundation to send me my gf

>>30432890
Lifting for girls is often an unfruitful endeavor. You should be lifting to make girls feel self conscious about themselves.

>>30433574

>>30434458

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>>30432890
changing the way you body looks isn't the magic elixir to landing yourself a girlfriend. you have to change yourself, and lifting is one way.
lifting teaches you more than just form, it teaches you discipline, the rewards of hard work, being reliable enough to see a plan through, and when you've actually internalized these things instead of constantly looking ahead to some vague prize of a girlfriend to validate your existence, then you will experience the kind of internal change necessary to bag yourself a girlfriend.
the old masters were right: it is not the destination, but the journey. that is why you walk the path of iron. PRs are little more than mile markers of the eternal path, and once you realize that not only is your journey endless, but you alone walk it, only then will people want to join you, but not before.

>>30432890
Don't give up if you're feeling down. Giving up is for sad cunts, and you ain't no sad cunt. Keep lifting harder, and be the sickest cunt around.

Goodnight thread, I wish you luck on your gains

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>god created the universe
>god created man, gave the capacity to love to man
>god made you real but forgot to make your waifu real
>god forgot to make you a soulmate

>tfw you're training for the day that you fight god and knock his teeth out for forgetting to create your waifu

>>30432890
I know your feels.

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The gym is my gf
I don't need no thotties

>>30439268

>>30428649
I'm not artist anon.

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bump

Check it guys, I'm gonna lift this thread all the way up to the top of page 1

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bump

>>30445088
Story about a pony being aroused by instagram style fit femanon, good or bad?

Exercise Made Easy

>>30446404

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bump

>>30448033

Final bump before Rig must save the thread.

>>30450193
Still extremely busy, but I can get writing tomorrow night after work.

>tfw you have half an idea for a story but it's only half an idea for a story

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>>30451658
who cares, if you can get something out go ahead. we'll take anything, also happy murica burger day

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>>30450674
Take your time, mang. Quality trumps quantity every time. Enjoy yourself, you've earned it.

Bemp

Bumpo

>>30454196

>>30450674
I'm sorry everyone, I'm too worn out right now. My boss scheduled me for a 9 hour shift on the damn 4th of July. I've been trying to write for days now, but I haven't had a day off in 8 days.
I'll do it tomorrow for sure, I have a regular 9 to 5 and it's a rest day.

Sorry for the blog post and my absence. 50+ hours a week is a productivity killer.

>>30456429
Don't worry riggy, we've just kept the thread up and going while you were busy. Get some much needed rest, buddy.

Hope everyone enjoyed their Froth of Julies yesterday, even if you aren't Merkin.

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>>30309576
This captain anonymous story is incredible

Thank you

>>30456429
Oki.
>>30458587
Y-you too
>>30459187
I know right?

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>No gf while doing push-ups about sex

>>30460901
>I'll fuck you while doing push-ups
Wait how.