NEETpone #3

>>30337099
First for moondancer best NEET

>>30337099
A real WEEb would know it's Japaneighse!

>>30337099
We demand a DJ pon3 and NEETpone 3 crossover!

>>30337224
>Vinyl
>NEET
How even? Maybe KRD's Vinyl.

>>30337224
Vinyl may have shitty living conditions in an apartment, but a party animal who has a job DJing isnt exactly NEET

More Agoraphobia.

>ow
>Anon just kissed your eye.
>Eyes aren’t for kissing.
>Or are they? Do humans kiss eyes to show affection?

>...

>Wait, hold up.
>You were Flood Bored.
>FLOOR BORED.
>Eternally kissless virgin.
>And Anon just kissed you.

>...

>Nope, you didn’t know how to handle this situation.
>Were you supposed to kiss his eye back?
>Maybe give his chin an eskimoo kiss?
>And were you really sure that just happened? Maybe your eye got in the way and he was trying to do something else.
>Maybe kisses meant something entirely different to humans!
>That must be it. Humans probably kissed each other the same way your mom used to kiss you when you were a little filly.
>There was nothing romantic or sexual about this, and you definitely weren’t going to feign injury to take advantage of Anon’s idiosyncrasies.

>>30337340
>Meanwhile, outside of Floor Bored’s mind, you were Anon, and she hadn’t moved for a good minute and a half.
>You had your chance, and you blew it.
>You’d come to terms with your colossal fuck up, and now you were just waiting for the fallout.
>Would she ask Princess Cadence to find her a new roomie?
>Would she just never speak to you again?
>Best case scenario you’d both just never speak of it again and everything would return to normal.

>...

>You were starting to get bored.
>That was when you remembered you still needed to clean her shoulder.
>This time you’d be more careful.
>You grabbed your Q-tip and lightly dabbed it into the isopropyl.
>With a feather touch you started disinfecting her wound.
>She stayed still the entire time.
>Occasionally you’d glance at her face, and each time her brow was more furrowed.
>You wondered what was going on in her mind.

>>30337347
>Meanwhile, inside Floor Bored’s mind, you were Floor Bored.

>...but at least Neighntendo announced two new Maretroid games.
>You’d been waiting for ages for a new Maretroid game, and no, Friendship Force didn’t count.
>Hopefully this time Samoose wouldn’t be as much of a whiny bastard as he was in Mother M.
>Either way at least AM2R got finished before it was C&Ded, so you had that going for you.
>You wondered if Anon would be interested in the Maretroid games.
>He usually preferred those CRPG games.
>What was that one he really liked?
>He kept asking you to play it with him.
>”Chrono Zigger” or something like that.
>Maybe that’d be a nice way to spend some time with him.
>You always wanted a nice, NEET coltfriend.
>Somepony to hold you, cuddle you, kiss you-

>Wait, hold up.

>You were forgetting something.
“Quick, brain, how long have I been day dreaming?”
>”It’s been a good five minutes now.”
“What’s happening outside?”
>”Anon just finished wrapping your shoulder in toilet paper.”
“Why would he be doing that?”
>”You don’t remember?”
“No?”
>”Long story short, Anon kissed your eye.”

>>30337361
>Meanwhile, outside of Floor Bored’s mind, you were Anon again, and Floor Bored was acting weirder than usual.
>Her cheeks had puffed out.
>Her tail was whipping around like crazy.
>And she was wiggling like a worm trying to find its way off a burning sidewalk.
>Her wiggling was doing something to you downstairs, but you couldn’t think about that right now.
>You’d seen this before, she was panicking.

>”WHAT DO YOU MEAN ANON KISSED ME?”

“Floor, you OK?”

>”You kissed me!”

“Er, yeah. I’m sorry about that. I thought after what you’d said… Nevermind, it’s stupid.”

>”You! You kissed ME!”

“I just said that, yes.”

>Her wiggling intensified.
>Now that you thought about it, your dick felt really comfy right now.
>Like it was sandwiched between three warm, soft, wet pillows.
>It was like how you’d imagined a boobjob would feel, but fuzzier.

>”Somepony kissed ME!”
>”D-d-do you know how long I’ve fantasized about this?”

“Err… I think I’m older than you, so yes, I can ima-”
>And that’s when it happened. You came inside Floor Bored’s belly button.

>>30337369
And that's it for now.

Paste: https://pastebin.com/seqpsP4c

Bin for those just joining: https://pastebin.com/u/AntikytheraPastes

>>30337242
Who's KRD?

>>30337442
KinkyRainbowDash
You can find his art on Derpi, does lots of encasement and orgasm denial stuff, especially with Vinyl and Dash. Some of it being self bondage.

Seems like the sort of stuff a depraved neet might fall into.

>>30337460
Edging seems to be a common theme here, so yeah, I can see that.

>>30337472
>Your NEET roommate will never rig up a life support system.
>She will never put herself in strict self bondage while you're away.
>She will never have a vibe teasing her so you can give her the most explosive orgasm when you come home and find her.
>You will never come home and not notice she's missing.
>She will never be stuck and edged for two weeks until the smell creeping from her room makes you investigate.
>You will never clean her up, and refill her food and water supply.
>You will never leave her tied up and edged.
>You will never tell her she's perfect just like this as you use her mouth.

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>>30337538
It's green so its something.

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>third thread

>>30337573
I wasn't trying to make a story.

>>30337573
>It's green, so it's something.

>>30337369
>You came inside Floor Bored’s belly button.
wat?

>>30337606
She came on his back. He came on her front. It's like Star Wars, it rhymes!

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new thread, new me. got any requests for me to draw out?

>>30337697
Floor Bored sitting on Anon's lap while he cums in her belly button, of course.

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>>30337697
This with NEETpone and Anon?
maybe not...

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>>30337737

>>30337697
>>30337910
Porn.
Like, a full comic of neet fucking.
I demand it.

>>30337697
Sleepy neetpone cuddling a Anon body pillow
either crying or smiling poner depending on the type of feels you want to give me

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>>30337772
kerchoo, here u go!

>>30338126
>NEETbook
I kek'd

>>30337935
You should call Alcor then...

>"...but at least Neighntendo announced two new Maretroid games."

I wonder what's Floor Bored's thoughts on Super Mario Odyssey

>>30337697
Floor bored trying to steal little league's hat

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>>30338126
That's really qt, thanks Nonny!

>>30337910
You know you wanna do it.

>>30338540
what kind of degenerate do you take me as?
cum in belly is a tad much, but floor sitting on anon's lap. that's actually unf material

>>30338581
It can be implied.

Also, you're on /mlp/. I assume you're super degenerate.

>>30337697
Neet sitting in a puddle, trying to act casual.

>>30337697
NEET pone getting mad at normies

>>30338838
>>30337697
THIS DRAW HER REEEEEEE'ING AT NORMIES, PLEASE!

>>30338196
>"You mean Super Mareo Odyssey?"
>She has a cutie mark of her own red hat.
>Always needs to save Prince Peach from the Koopa Queen.

>>30338196
>Super Mareio

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>>30337949
here you go!

>>30339301
That's adorable.

>>30339301
Cutie 3.14

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Last thread there was a great pic of NEET pone in this pose disliking the heat, I really liked the art style so decided to use it as reference for some practice.

>>30339465
Top cute

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>>30338515
she didn't try. she succeeded. not much effort on this one but at least i colored it

>>30339465
>>30339477
This

>>30339465
UHH FLUFFIER

>>30339486
Thanks m8. I love it

>>30339465
nice. really like the detail you put into the fur. not like my style where I lazily slap something on the screen and call it a day.

>>30339465
You did much better with the greasy hair this time.

>>30337269
Its not just "isn't exactly neet" its full blown not-neet
>No education, employment, training
This pony is employed

>>30339465
BELLY BUTTON <3

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>>30339301
>>30339465

>>30339486
Sad Little League hurts my soul
This is blasphemy

>>30339723
To be fair the last time reading greens gave me the kind of boner that kept me coming back to a thread was Little League. The last NEETpone thread was on the level, so my dick is hopeful.

>>30339851
Got a link to the greens?

>>30339917
This archived thread
>>30288585

>>30339943
I meant greens about Little League.

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>>30338692
boom here you go!

I'll get to the other requests tomorrow after work, especially that reeee at normies request.

>>30337193
CARTOONS FROM GLORIOUS NEIGHPON!

>>30340024
Oh man, that was years ago. You need someone who keeps track of pastebin better than I do. In the meantime see what the writefags do itt. My dick has been happy with this concept so far.

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>>30340074
Not that anon, but please do keep up the good work.

>>30340074
Sooo... what's the puddle? How aroused should I be here?

>>30340458
Amniotic fluid.
She'd rather waddle to the bathroom and give birth in the tub than go to the hospital, way out in public.

>>30340493
>Amniotic fluid.

Dude gross

>>30340593
Yeah, but gaining a desperate neet daughter to do lewd things to isn't.

>>30340601
Let's do a crossover with the incest general!

>>30340822
Yes.

>>30340074
We now need a version of that rainbow dash thinkpad photo with Floor Bored.

boop

>third thread in and faggots are already shitposting about piss, satyrs and incest
I just want helianon to finish his story

>>30341408
>Third thread in, and there's already a thread cop declaring anything he doesn't like to automatically be a shitpost.

>>30337379
Your story started out great but it's getting silly now m8
Quality > Quantity

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>>30339301

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Having fun is for normies!

>>30339465
the art style is that of the original artist that made her, so ye, it's as to-model as you're gonna get.

>>30341420
I told you guys I wasn't a good writer. What'd you expect?

>>30342614
I was expecting that you're lying about not being a good writer out of your humility.

Good job with responding to that critique by the way.
That was sarcasm. Anon gave you a tip how to improve and explained why it applies to your situation. He did it so you could become a better writer. Instead of accepting that criticism and thanking him for it you get defensive. That's not a good attitude if you want to improve.

>>30342693
I'm not really looking to improve. I just wrote for fun.

But fair enough. I appreciate that you guys care.

>>30342614
want me to pick your story up Anon?
Just shill me your ideas on discord and we can all shitpost there
https://discord.gg/DqYRcP
s-shitpost with me pls?

>>30342725
Hey, stop trying to snatch other people's stories and just go write your own.

>>30342749
>stop trying to snatch other people's stories
>implying i haven't written my own in the past and even in this thread
hey, stop trying to not let me help a fellow writefag

>>30342749
You stop being a cock.
It kills generals by driving content creators away.

>>30342725
>>30342759
You stop linking discords.
It kills generals by sucking content creators into a circlejerky kool kids klub.

>>30342796
>content creators
>implying they aren't like kleenex - when you take one away another shows up

>>30342813
Spoken like someone who's never contributed in his life.

>>30342796
This won't be a normal circlejerky discord, more or less like a writefag helping writefag thing really.
I'm not encouraging a real circlejerk, just more or less trying to help those who want to create anything for the thread to actually get to the point where they feel like they can post anything
This isn't to hurt the thread, this is to help it
>>30342813
>no writefag is at all valueable
what the fuck
>>30342828
this

>>30342853
>This won't be a normal circlejerky discord, more or less like a writefag helping writefag thing really.
>I'm not encouraging a real circlejerk, just more or less trying to help those who want to create anything for the thread to actually get to the point where they feel like they can post anything
>This isn't to hurt the thread, this is to help it
Sadly, that's how most general killer discords start. A place just for writers or artists to hang out and help each other, and it just devolves into a place where they're hanging, then an exclusive little place separate from the thread itself where they isolate themselves.

>>30342813
>>30342828
>>30342853
Listen up newfags: "content creators are like kleenex" was a comment made by one of our glorious mods after Scruffening (rogue janitor banning all sorts of threads). It happened in 2014 I think? Anyway, the point is that kleenex is an old, dank meme and you've been memed.

>>30342921
Thank you captain!

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>>30342921
>merely pretending

>>30342921
>newfags
>reffering to a years old post and expecting everybody to remember it otherwise they're a newfag
Ya hora es Anonymous.

>>30342614
But the firsts chapters were great anon.
It's just that last one was a bit... idk, it doesn't fit with the rest of what you wrote, the pace is all wrong.
It started as super cute and unf, with a bit of humor here and there, and that last chapter is 'lel meme xd' with capslocks and the two of them simply sperging like autists, with everything happening so fast and dramas flying at mach 3.
It would've been fine if your whole story had been that way, and I wouldn't have read it, but I'm sure some other anons would've liked it.
The main point was, take your time and stick with what you've been doing since the start, because it was great.

You can also simply pick up from nowhere, you're not forced to keep going with this one story. If you want to write a top meme comedy fic then just make one from scratch.
Or don't, but don't expect people to keep up with you if your story goes in five different directions at once.

>>30343070
The problem with the story is the earlier pastes weren't paced correctly. They ramped up the awkward too fast, and then I had no idea how to write them more awkwardly to match the situation.

If I were to do this over I'd try to give them more space to decompress and process what's happened to them.

>Pushing the couch onto the curb you wiped the sweat off your brow.
>Thankfully the street was deserted so you would avoid the embarrassing questions about what exactly made the couch look like it was hosed down.
>You tried salvaging the thing, but it was a lost cause. The newest stains and the ones she hid by Floor flipping the cushions made you reconsider some previous opinions about mare.
>She was dirty, antisocial, and masturbated way too much.
>”Anon, is that you?”
>Turning towards the familiar voice you found the sweater wearing mare you met earlier today.
>Her name was… Monster Danger- no that’s not right.
>Magic dong… no, definitely not. I mean who would name her daughter that?
>God almighty playing tetris did you suck at remembering names.
“Ah hi there-- uh Moonie.”
>Please let that be at least in the same hemisphere as her name.
>Her face grew red, probably out of anger at you not remembering her name.
>She was going to yell at you wasn’t she?
>”You’re funny, no one’s ever called me that before, but I like it.”
>Thank god.
”Good, so what brings you to my neck of the woods?”
>Now sporting a somewhat shy smile she pointed to the small house that sat right beside your apartment building.
>”I live there.”
>You never really paid any attention to your neighbors.
>Looking at her home, it looked a bit worn down. The grass was overgrown and looked like it needed a good mow, the vines were also creeping up the sides and would probably start messing with the structure soon.
>Her property value was going to plummet if she didn’t start taking care of the-
>”So- do you want to come in and have some tea?”

>>30343310
>After the day you’ve had, some tea sounded like a great idea.
“Sounds good to me.”

>The apartment door slamming closed woke you up effectively.
>And you were having such a good dream.
>Groaning you rolled off the bed, landing expertly on your hooves despite the grogginess.
>Years of practice were finally paying off.
>Yawning, feeling dehydrated as heck you headed out of your room to get something to drink.
>…
>Why does it feel like you were missing some important fact-
>WHAT THE BUCK!
>Where was the COUCH?
>Were you robbed? This was supposed to be a relatively safe neighborhood. That’s what the brochure said.
>What if they were still in the apartment? Waiting for you to let your guard down.
>They would overpower you and have their way with you.
>Your neighponese comics were right all along.
>Dropping to the ground you felt the cool floor against your tummy.
“I know you’re here.”
>You weren’t scared at all, those fighting games taught you about the secret arts of hoof to hoof combat.
>...
“You can’t fool me. Well if you think you’re just going to have your way with this pure mare you got another thing coming.”
>Your apartment remained silent, save for the clock on the wall ticking away.
>These colts were good-
>But what if it was a bunch of mares.

>>30343319
>Sure you didn’t swing that way, but they wouldn’t care in the least.
>If there were two of them they could easily overpower your small petite frame and make you do whatever their perverted wiles willed.
>Hearing the noise of a droplet hitting the ground you looked for the source.
>Is that drool?
>Did YOU just drool at the prospect of being taken advantage of by two mares?
>Maybe you should lay off the comics for a little while, they were giving you some really naughty ideas.
>Low crawling to the window you raised your head to sneak a peek over the edge to the outside.
>They probably had a lookout out there, making sure that the coast was clear-
>THERE!
>Standing just underneath a streetlamp you could make out two silhouettes.
>Wait- isn’t that Moondancer?
>Was she in on it?
>Was that why she befriended you, all a plot to let her friends have their with you?
>She was talking to somepony, of that you were sure.
>Just how many ponies were plotting on taking advantage of your purity?
>Oh wait, that’s just Anon.
>The fear was replaced with relief, Anon might’ve been a weirdo, but he wouldn’t do that-
>Sure he did do that thing, but he wasn’t all bad. You think.
>Jumping to your hooves you squinted at their forms in the darkness.
“Just what the hay are those two doing out there at this time of night. Don’t they know there are weirdos prowling the city streets!”
>Moondancer pointed to her home and said something to Anon.
>You really wished you watched that instructional video on reading lips, it would have definitely been beneficial right now.
“Darn it, I can’t make out what they’re saying.”
>Anon nodded before following her.

>>30343328
“No Anon! She’s planning something evil, she’s going to tie you up in her rape dungeon!”
>The probability of her having one might have been miniscule, but it was still possibility.
>Looking around frantically you prayed for the ponice to show up and stop this- this- whatever this was!
>Both their forms disappeared into the home, leaving the street empty.
>Why wasn’t anypony doing anything to stop this!?
>Somepony had to stop this…
>Swallowing loudly you turned towards the door.
“Looks like it’s up to you Floor, you have to brave the evil that lives beyond the confines of this place to save an all too naïve colt.”
>Gathering all your courage you walked to the apartment door.
>Hoof mere inches away from the handle you hesitated.
>This was the first time you were going outside in forever.
>Feeling yourself shaking slightly, you willed yourself to open the door.
>This wasn’t the time for hesitation, you had a colt to save.

Pastebin's updated: https://pastebin.com/ygqNS8VN

>>30343304
Oh yeah, I get 'why' you did it, it's something many writefags do when they start out.
The thing is that you don't 'need' and shouldn't feel the need to force awkwardness, or feels, or humor or lewd or whatever.
Especially if it doesn't fit with the rest of your story.
You're also not working on a novel, you can have multiple timelines and multiple anons and multiple FBs, you don't need to make everything follows whatever you wrote before and shit. You can add 'Two hours later' and no one will give much of a fuck.
Unless something really big happens in there, mind you.

If you want to write an awkward situation, but were busy writing and preparing some feels or a romantic situation, then don't force yourself to add that awkward shit to the romance.
Just write another story about that awkward situation.

I'm just saying tho, you can do whatever you want with your green. I'm just giving my honest opinion.

>>30343350
Enjoying the heck outta your green so far.
>floor acting childish
That's actually pretty cute

>>30343350
Please continue. I want to know what will happen to the couch... and of course the couch pony.

>>30340858
what photo of rainbowdash?

>>30344922
https://derpibooru.org/243670

>>>30340109
>little leage
w-were you there for my story Anon

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Spotted this banner at the top of the page, and instantly knew that it belonged here.

>>30345889
Thank you, Anon.

>>30345214
Requesting this ponified with floor bored

>>30337369
Are we going to get more soon ?

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So I stumbled across this thread and I thought it would be appropriate to post this little sketch here

>>30346310
Nice~
Could we get an uncensored version? With crotchtits?

>>30346310
PUFFY VULVA

http://imgur.com/SKJNHaT
Here's uncensored, no crotchtits but I'll see what I can do.

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>>30337099
I want to steal Moondancer's sweater and sniff the sour, pungent, and musky armpit areas.

>>30346135
Gonna take some time to think about where I want to go with it. Make better updates than the last one. Maybe give it a week?

>>30347143
what is that image

>>30347425
Shit looks gross

Trypophobia's a bitch

So uh
When do we get some green of someone taking advantage of Floor's autism to use her like a cocksock or to grind on against her will?

>>30348895
I want to train Floor Bored as my obedient, needy little slave.

>>30347420
A week?
Thread won't last that long.

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bamp

>>30340458
Piss probably. There's no way she'd cum that much, and considering how thick marecum is it wouldn't form a puddle like that anyway. Maybe she ran out of bottles to piss in.

>>30337369
More when?
I'm dying to know what happens to Floor Bored's belly button.

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>>30350191
ew
thas gross

>>30350191
I'm not sure you understand just how many times she came.
She's been in that puddle for quite a while now.

>>30350191
>marecum
marejuice*
ftfy

>>30350322
She may have came many many times in it, but it's still going to be mostly piss.

>>30350322
>>30351033
guys please not this again

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>>30351033
Oh boy, here we go with this goddamned argument again...

>>30351033
Nah. Pretty sure it's semen.

>>30350191
>>30350322
>>30350516
>>30351033
>>30351282
Please shove this tired old argument up your ass, and contribute actual content, or else fuck off.

>>30351433
Kinda my fault since I drew it and probably shouldn't have if it was gonna provoke this pointless argument. Rip.

>>30340493
Isn't a considerable portion of amniotic fluid fetal urine, especially in later stages of pregnancy? I think I'm starting to see a pattern here...

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>>30351033
GO AWAY

>>30351054
>>30351433
>>30351551
The point is she's filthy, horny and so ronery. And she masturbates so furiously and often that she ends up asleep in her own juices..(In my mind it's a mix of cum and piss). The point is that's what she smells like, and that's what she makes her surroundings smell like.

wheres the green tho

>>30351551
Don't be sorry. It's hot.

>>30351033

>Maregasm
>Mostly piss

Being this delusional in the year of our lord 2010+7

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>>30351551

You posted content, so you're okay. You're only responsible for what you create, not how ass-clowns interpret it.

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>>30352520
>trying to stir up shit that's already settled on the bottom of the cesspool using the strategy of the pot calling the kettle black while posting with an obnoxious name on

7/10... might actually succeed in baiting some retards

>>30349895
Then I'll make the next one and it'll continue.

TFW it's not piss, or marecum, it's menstrual blood

>>30352791
Ponies don't menstrate

>>30352998
Nor do they talk, own shops, have a functioning system of government, build cities out of clouds, lift objects with their minds, or throw parties. What exactly is your point?

>>30353024
b-b-but muh realismz

>Be Anon
>Coming home from work
>You open a door to your apartment
>Contrasting to the air of outside, a smell hits you
>A smell you are used to already
>A smell with which you clothes stink
>The smell of marecum
>Or marejuice
>Or is it marepiss
>Or horsepiss
>or semen
>You come in and close the door behind you
>You try to ignore the smell, but something isn't right
>The smell is too intense to just be the ambient smell of the apartment
>Sniffing intensively you let your nose lead you
>Your nose leads you to Floor sitting in a puddle of fluid with ears pressed to her head
>She rubs her neck with her foreleg
>Awkward smile on her face
>"Uhhh... Sup......"
>Your eyes wander behind her to see a screen with a desktop and a few instances of browser in taskbar
>And cursor in the lower right corner of the screen
>iseewhatyoudidthere.jpg
>You notice the fluid on the keyboard
>And on the mouse
>And you see it soaking her panties
>Not from the puddle
>You make eye contact and establish dominance
>Of all the questions you want ask, one suddenly start bothering you the most
>The one that you will probably never ask
"I really wonder if this if marecum or marejuice? Or maybe it's marepiss? Or actually horsepiss?" or maybe even semen"
>Did you just...
>Did you...
>...fucking say it?
>While maintaining eye contact?
>She backs off and her expression changes from embarrassment to mix of surprise and anger
>few seconds pass
>"W-W-WHAT THE FUCK D-DID YOU JUST SAY?!?!"
>you fucked up
>"YOU ARE BEYOND FUCKING PERVERTED YOU..."
>you turn around and run for the exit
>"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING?!!"
>better run, better run
>faster than Floor Bored
>She tries to run after you but slips in her puddle and hits the floor with a juicy thud
>You hear her groan in pain but you waste no time as she recovers
>You hear hooves clacking and swearing when you slam the door from the outside
>You run
>No matter where

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>>30355483
this is good but it is not sufficient green

>>30355483
0/10, didn't consider the possibility that the puddle is menstrual blood

>>30356145
This is a bad meme.

>>30355483
>anon sees her lying in a huge puddle of her own juices with porn proudly on display
>wonders out loud what the fuck it is
>"REEEEEE HOW DARE YOU! YOU BUCKING PERVERT!"
>is forced to run away as Floor Bored tries to physically attack him

You're making Floor Bored out to be more psychotic than neet-ly.

>>30356436
>You're making Floor Bored out to be more psychotic than neet-ly
thats ok to me, I want more comedy than feels

How the fuck can mudpone even work the keyboard anyways?

>>30357212
Dexterous hooves? Special keyboards? Fucking magic?

>>30357219
>Mudpone
>Magic
Also those keyboards need to be huge for hooves to operate them.

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>>30357234
Tirek already proved that earth ponies have their own type of magic. Hell the fact that they can hold things with their hooves proved that.

>>30357249
So they grow plants with their hooves to press on the keys for them?

>>30357280
Or they put their hooves over the keys and use that mysterious force that lets them hold items to push down the keys instead. Or maybe they have dildo keyboards that they shove up their vag and control with precise muscular contractions.

The point is that you shouldn't worry about it because in the long run it doesn't matter.

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>>30357290
You.
I like you.
Also bump.

>>30357290
Fucking. This.
Some things just don't need to be over-thought.

>bump
Moonie a cutie Edition

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>>30352761

>trying to stir up shit

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didn't get a chance to thank the artist for drawing my request last thread, so i will repost it here as thanks! very cute drawing. seeing neetpone deliriously happy is always nice.

>>30359338
hmm, never realized how curvy them hips are till now
how wonderful

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>>30359338
No prob, sugar plum

I didn't want to post this just yet, but thread seems to be a lil dry. This is a small part of a big drawing I'm working on. Supposed to be on floor's monitor screen cuz she fantasizes about anon and likes to draw out her fantasies.

Haven't forgotten the other requests, just been busy with work. Rip.

>>30359492
That's clever, I also like the idea of NEETpone being a hobby artist.

>>30360106
What would she draw?
Porn of herself getting fucked by her roommate Anon?

>>30360220
>What would she draw?
Homestuck fan art.

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>>30360254

>>30360220
Since anon's like the only human in equestria. Human & pone porn would be rare so I wouldn't doubt if she did try poorly drawn hentai of her getting filled with anon's seed.

>>30359338
>>30359492
I suppose a picture is worth a thousand words. Tried my hand at writing a sweet relationshippy short. A continuance of the previous >>30292364

Life and Trials of NEETpone
https://pastebin.com/kc87hds9

And here is the new story:

NEETpone, Girlfriend
https://pastebin.com/yg0yhy9n

Greentext:

>"Ah - ah…!"
>Floor Bored, blushing bright red, is squirming under the merciless march of your fingers
>You run them up and down her sensitive tummy, rubbing her belly, while your other hand scratches behind her ear
>She wears a goofy smile, tears of happiness (and ticklishness) streaming from the corners of her eyes
>Her legs tremble, hooves pressed into the cushions of the couch, the pleasure overwhelming
>Soft fur glides under your hand as you bring it up along her side, drawing out a fit of giggles
>Her ribs protrude less now; she's approaching a more healthy weight now that you're helping her make better food choices
>More fresh food and less packaged junk, though she'll still eat instant noodles every now and again as a comforting snack
>"You like that?" you ask, going back to scritch the sensitive spots around her belly button
>She nods, stammering: "M-Mmhm!"
>She's still very shy about talking, but you've been trying to help her vocalize her wants and needs
>Her ability to make eye contact is still poor, but even now as you cradle her head in your lap you see her making attempts to steal a glance at your face
>You lean down to kiss her on the forehead, petting her mane
>You're proud of her - she's been making a lot of progress
>You don't expect her to ever really fully graduate from NEETdom
>She's so anxious, so averse to social interaction, you're not sure if she'd ever be happy being forced into the constant socialization that other ponies take for granted
>Right now you're just glad that she's taking steps to live a healthier existence
>She's eating better, she's reading again, she's drawing little doodles

>>30361010

>She's even exercising with you, but only within the confines of the apartment
>The prospect of a gym or even just running outside terrifies her
>Fortunately you've shown her some bodyweight routines she can do in the comfort of home, which she's been surprisingly eager to perform
>It helps that you offer the incentive of a full-body massage after she's finished her workout
>"You did a great job today," you say, as she promptly buries her face in your crotch. "Your press-ups are looking much stronger."
>Compliments still seem to confuse her, but you're both working on it

>Hygiene has been one of the more difficult challenges
>She honestly seems to prefer being greasy and smelly
>"D-Do I smell bad?" she'd stammered during the first month, when you'd first suggested that she might occasionally shower
>You actually quite like the way she smells, even when her musk can be a little overpowering
>"It's just good to clean yourself up every now and again," you'd told her. "It's healthy."
>"What's the point in washing off if I'm just gonna get dirty again?" she'd asked
>Eventually you managed to convince her to shower once a week
>She seemed more amenable to the idea when you said that you'd shower with her
>You were shocked by how violently she was shaking the first time you climbed into the tub with her
>She'd clung to you like a wet rag, dragging you to the floor of the tub, until you both were lying in a wet tangle, awkwardly cuddling while the water washed over you
>It was dark, as she'd insisted that you shower with the lights off
>You could just feel her trembling, her face pressed into your chest, as you gingerly soaped down her coat and worked shampoo into her mane and tail
>It was warm, she was soft, and the experience was oddly meditative
>You weren't sure why she was so frightened, and no coherent answer was forthcoming when you tried to ask
>Instead you focused just on keeping her calm, cleaning her, whispering encouragement in her ear

>>30361029

>After you'd finished with her hair, you'd gently rolled her onto her back, cradling her from behind
>Her breathing grew labored as your hands pressed down over her stomach, soaping up her belly fur, her thighs
>You'd kneaded her little crotchtits, massaging the soft mounds and running your thumbs over her hard nipples
>She'd moaned, her legs twitching, while you kissed down her neck, warm water raining softly on you both
>"Good girl," you'd whispered in her ear, eliciting a shiver of pleasure down her spine. "You're doing such a great job, Floor."
>By the time you'd finished rinsing her of soap, she seemed to have calmed down somewhat, though she was still shaky
>Your efforts to clean her led you naturally to her rear
>With just your hands and warm water you'd bathed her marepussy and asshole
>In the darkness you could feel her winking against your fingers, her clit pulsing against your palm
>"Almost done," you'd said, only to feel her twist against you
>"No," she protested. "M-More… please."
>You were continually surprised by the extent of her libido
>It seemed like she was always ready to go, no matter the circumstances
>Heck, in your first week together she'd even gotten turned on when you were helping her get rid of all the piss bottles in her old apartment
>She couldn't explain it to you coherently, but there was something about seeing you handle all her old piss that made her start dripping all over the floor
>Her spontaneous leaking was another challenge you'd have to address, if that was even possible
>But of course you'd seen to her needs, picking her up and fucking her right there in the middle of her apartment
>She was so light, it was easy to just hold her with both hands and support her while she clung to you
>Despite being underweight her ass was still round and soft, molding to your fingers while you'd gently bounced her on your cock

>>30361036

>She'd whimpered and moaned and cried so loudly that the old couple downstairs had pounded on the ceiling in an attempt to shut you up
>By the time you finally finished inside her, she'd ejaculated four times all over your legs, making an utter mess of the floor
>You'd looked down at her, into her glazed eyes, her face plastered with a dreamy smile
>"No more peeing in bottles, okay?" you'd said
>"O-Okay," she replied, nodding, but the message didn't really stick
>It wasn't until you "helped" her pee that she really broke that habit
>This had involved holding her up in the bathroom and having her aim her piss into the toilet
>Eventually this process evolved into her just hugging you while she peed on her own
>It was certainly extreme just how absolutely attached your new roommate had become to you
>You wondered at times if this was unhealthy, if you were not some kind of enabler to encourage this level of dependency
>It occurred to you, however, that with your involvement it was possible to introduce Floor Bored to healthy, functional everyday habits
>Once she'd mastered them, you could slowly wean her off your assistance until she was able to do things independently
>This had worked remarkably well with the piss problem, as after only two weeks you stopped stumbling into bottles of yellow liquid hidden in your closet like some kind of buried treasure
>…Or offering
>"Floor, you have to stop doing this. I don't want your pee," you'd said, perhaps too harshly, after digging out the third bottle
>She'd started crying, but only quietly, covering her face out of both shame and embarrassment
>"I'm sorry," she'd said, "I-I'm sorry, I thought… Oh…"
>You'd hugged her. "It's okay," you'd replied. "You thought what?"
>"I… I just thought…." she said eventually, through sniffles, "I mean, I pee on you all the time…"

>>30361044

>"That's fine," you'd said. "During sex it's fine. I just don't want to find your pee in my closet. If you need to go, just go in the bathroom. You don't need to use bottles."
>It was after that occasion that you'd suggested "helping" her urinate, and it had worked wonders
>Now she pissed on her own, and you didn't have to hold her hoof the whole time
>You'd applied the same strategy to showering, and it worked for her in the same way
>After that first time in the dark bathroom, when you'd finished rubbing her needy clit to another leg-shaking orgasm, you'd given her a final rinse and helped her climb out of the tub
>Once you'd toweled her off, she had emerged looking surprisingly sleek
>Her pale coat glistened, her long mane was glossy and black
>Her hair was absolutely everywhere; poor Floor kept blowing it out of her face until you tied it back for her
>"Isn't it nice to be clean every once and awhile?" you'd asked her
>"It feels weird," she'd said, looking at her shiny hooves with equal parts amusement and bewilderment
>Nevertheless, she joined you once weekly thereafter for a thorough cleaning, and after a month she was even showering on her own once in awhile
>Nowadays she's becoming more and more independent, and you're happy that you were able to help her
>She can clean herself, she uses the bathroom properly, and she can now even cook things slightly more complicated than instant noodles
>Even so, she never seems to get tired of receiving your affection
>Whenever you lie down to rest she'll always lie beside you or on top of you
>She'll nose into your armpit and just stay there for as long as you let her
>Many hours pass where neither of you say a single word, just enjoying each other's company
>Frankly, you wouldn't have it any other way
>Sure, she's still twitchy, she's still shy and secretive, she hangs on you all the time, but she is also supportive and surprisingly fierce in her loyalty

>>30361054

>And she's working hard to fix the things that have held her back for so long
>Even if she never leaves the apartment, all you want is for her to be happy, safe, and healthy
>She mutters something into your crotch
>"What was that?" you ask
>Laboriously, she lifts herself up, wrapping her forelimbs around your midsection, pressing her face into your stomach
>You feel her kiss your shirt, the pressure of her lips light on your stomach
>"Thank you," she says quietly. "…for everything. Thank you."
>"You're welcome, Floor."
>You pat her on the head, suddenly at a loss for what to say
>You've never been with anyone who's tried this hard for you, who's taken all the energy you've given and turned it into something positive
>It's a new experience for both of you
>"I… I mean it," she continues, clearly forcing herself to speak. This seems like something she's been thinking about for awhile. "I've never felt this good before. About anything. I always want to be with you."
>Her voice is strained, and she's trembling from sheer nerves, but she managed to get it all out
>And her courage gives you all the words you need
>You pull her up into your embrace, hugging her tightly
>"I love you, Floor Bored," you say. "I wanna be with you, too."
>Her eyes are wet as she buries her face against your neck, her body shaking hard while you hold her
>You run your hand up the back of her head, curling your fingers into her sweaty mane
>She smells wonderful, her natural mare smell, perhaps even sweeter now that you've lived with her for awhile

>>30361060

>"You smell nice," you say groggily, heady from the closeness with her, this feeling of intimacy and trust with Floor Bored
>"I'm all sweaty," she says. "S-Should I shower?"
>"Nah," you reply. "I like it."
>You kiss her on the mouth; her eyes flutter closed, and immediately she shoves her warm tongue deep into your mouth, as is her way
>You don't mind at all
>She might have her idiosyncrasies, but you love them
>You love every part of her
>Even though she's a smelly NEET pony, she's the best girlfriend you could ever ask for
>And you want to keep being the boyfriend she's always dreamed of having
>You hold Floor Bored, kissing her, as the afternoon sun dips closer to the horizon, and the light of the afternoon spills orange and gold over you both

_______________________

THE END

>>30361071
That was really good, thanks fäm. Warmed my cold, lonely heart.

>>30361071
Fuck that was cute.

There's gonna be more right? Like finally getting her out of the house?

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>>30361071
Fuck man, that was great. Hot and cute.

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>>30361071

A true god among men.

Thanks for the heartwarming green.

Looking forward for more like this.

>>30361071
>tfw you will never have a relationship like that

>>30362574
Picture is almost as cute as the green.

>>30361071
Nice work, Anon. Nothing better than shy awkward pone gf who smells and pisses on you during sex. I'm not kidding, either

>>30362574
Shit, I thought that was some kind of parasitic fungus taking over the snail.

>>30361071
I dont know if I could handle a relationship where another being relied on me that much. It seems like it would be extremely stre-
>"I… I mean it," she continues, clearly forcing herself to speak. This seems like something she's been thinking about for awhile. "I've never felt this good before. About anything. I always want to be with you."
>Her voice is strained, and she's trembling from sheer nerves, but she managed to get it all out

Fuck it. Sign me up.

>>30364155
nice dooblose and bump

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>>30361036
>there was something about seeing you handle all her old piss that made her start dripping all over the floor
the

>>30361071
Cute and boner inducing.

>>30366144
another nice dooblose and bump

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>>30361071
such a swell of emotions. Absolutely loved it.

uh

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>>30368351
that background makes my eyes hurt

>>30361253
>>30361963
>>30366128
>>30366144
Thanks for reading, I'm glad you enjoyed.

>>30361588
>>30362574
I think venturing outside is where I would go next if I write another part.

>>30363576
Don't give up hope! Perhaps someone is out there who needs you as much as you want to be needed by her. You just need to find the conditions under which meeting such a person would be possible.

>>30368351
Thank you, I've found that I'm inspired by drawfriends more often than not. I really like your depiction of Floor.

>>30363643
>>30364155
I agree. There is something endearing about being shy and charmingly unkempt. I also like the idea of someone being emotionally vulnerable, desperately desirous of a chance at romance, and when given that chance by someone complementary to herself, she blossoms into a even more wonderful version of herself, her affections are requited, and she is able to love and be loved in return.

This would be a boon as much to the person receiving that chance as the one giving it, as the latter is seeking someone who he can truly help with his love, someone who needs it and will rise to meet it, and together form a lasting bond. To my mind this is perhaps the ideal form of love, one that many pursue but ultimately end up giving energy to someone that does not truly appreciate it and squanders it, or the obverse, a lonely person ending up with someone who promises love but instead only reinforces the qualities that made one feel so desperate, alone, and unloved to begin with.

I think in a relationship you have to be aware of what your partner's weaknesses are and how to work with them to support them as they tackle those problems. You can't just force them to change, but at the same time there may be demons they can't face alone, they need someone with them. Your job is to figure out what they are and how to help. As the person being helped, it's your job to recognize that you need assistance and be open to receiving it, and that even though ultimately you must be the one to conquer your own problems, what was once impossible can become possible when you accept help from someone who cares about you.

This ultimately boils down to trust, real trust, which is rare and also beautiful. I think that's what I like most about this concept of NEETpone magically finding love. The trust simply occurs spontaneously because Anon needs her and NEETpone needs him. It's wild and improbable but a fantasy I think that's worth indulging in. But enough rambling.

>>30369347
You're putting way more thought into it than I do. I just like nerdy girls and would love to fuck a nerd girl pone. And because I can't do that I'm happy to jack off to these greens.

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Neety Bump

>>30370098
>filename
i dont know, you're not even on a bed

>>30370112
Yeah I know, but Im far too lazy to change it.

>>30370098
You know what we're gonna do on the bed...

>>30369336
>I think venturing outside is where I would go next if I write another part.


>Finally gets her out and about.
>Learns why she was practically forced into hiding.
>Ends up having to deck some asshole to set the record straight to everyone.
>Anon end up having to spend the night in the county lockup for assault.
>But Flor can't be left out on her own yet...

I want to read this and what happens next so bad.

>>30370253
>>30370098
I will rub her hooves

>>30370523
That's very sweet.

>>30370523
Would you kiss them too?

>>30370528
thanks, i want to help her relax
>>30370535
of course!

NEEERDS

>>30371370
No u, u r th nurd

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for what reason does neetpone fear cleanliness

>>30372336
The smell helpS keep other people away. You don't go and talk to someone who smells unless you really have to.
t. NEET

>>30372483
on the off chance you go outside, and use public transportation, can you perhaps shower before so you don't stink up the bus like feet and shit?

>>30372336
As an actual NEET its because there is no reason. You get used to the smell and the feel of being dirty and you dont leave your house so you dont have to worry about what others think. You come to associate the feel of being dirty with being comfortable and safe. Being clean makes you smell and feel completely different and for me this caused anxiety issues.

Basically imagine it as a security blanket that you have to strip off every time you need to get clean. Then it takes days for you to find it again.

>>30372488
I regularly shower myself, dont find being sweaty enjoyable and its the easiest way to clean up after fapping.

>>30372520
Can i get like 4 pictures of your room, one from each direction for research purposes

>>30372520
>>30372483
I can understand that, thanks for your explanations.

>>30372520
>>30372336
I'm just lazy as fuck and wait way too long to do it again.

Bump?

what would an embarrassed Floor say after being caught doodling say, this >>30368351
cough cough for research

>>30373751
i doubt she'd be able to formulate a response at all
>"O-OH, ANON!"
>*furious clicking*
>it doesnt work
"...what is that?"
>"i-it's uh, i-i... i u-uh-"

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more effort on this drawing than my usual stuff.

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>>30374106
Fucking YES
That's amazingly well done! You spoil us with this detail. So fucking adorable too!

>>30374106
Cute. Are those her piss-bottles by the trashcan?

>>30374145
maybe..

>>30374106
Wow, that's absolutely adorable, I love all the little details. And Floor is super cute

>>30374106
And it turned out more anthro than usual.

>>30372520
I remember during my NEET days of 3-4 years I never liked the feeling of being dirty. I showered almost everyday cause it felt calming. I wouldn't bother brush my hair or shave for long periods but I'd still shower. It didn't make me feel any more comfortable the few times I had to go outside though....
Its weird though, I'm technically not a NEET anymore but I still feel like one.... I mustered up the courage to return to college and just finished my first semester but still feel as useless as ever. I'm tryin' super hard though. I'm making software for one of my professors from the time teaching myself programming over NEET-hood and am getting as involved as I can to try and turn things around. That worthless feeling I'd have every single day for those years won't leave though.

>>30374106
Do her legs look broken or is it just me...?

>>30375094
She has big ol' NEET thighs, they obscure her hocks, and she's nervous so her legs are pressed together, making her look bow-legged.

>>30375094
It's not a simple thing to attach quadruped metatarsal bones directly to human thighs.

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>>30374140
>>30374230
thx :)
>>30374796
yea, can't be helped :^)
>>30375094
its always after I'm done with a drawing that I start seeing flaws. kinda looks like the thighs don't connect with the rest of her legs. I still gotta work on placement. rip

bonus drawing: floor goes to a hair salon for the first time trying to pretty her self up for anon but because shes so antisocial, she can't say anything but watch in horror as they cut her hair too short. it'd make for a awkward funny green. too bad I cant write stories.

>>30375637
Holy shit that's cute

>>30374106
>that switch
>those bad dragon dildos
Noice

>>30374106

>that /sip/

Nice.

>9

>>30375637

NEETpone's Day Out
https://pastebin.com/GZ2YeXsJ

Greentext:

>You are Floor Bored, and you fear you've made a terrible mistake.
>You'd been living with Anon for a few months now and you wanted to do something special to show him your appreciation
>Maybe cooking him something delicious, or drawing him a nice picture
>But after trashing a few sketches and spending some discouraging hours in the kitchen, you'd fallen into depression
>You were afraid that nothing you made would really be good enough for him
>You were still just a NEET, after all
>It seemed the whole point of your existence was that you'd never ever be good at anything whatsoever
>Sure, you'd been making a lot of progress lately - you tried to remind yourself of this
>But it still weighed on you, all those years of masturbation and depravity, of being useless, you couldn't just erase those experiences from your mind
>How could someone like that - like you - deserve to be in a relationship? Deserve to be happy?
>There were so many ponies out there who had gone through so much worse
>Your boring life was absolutely pathetic by comparison
>You'd never met them, but you were sure they were out there somewhere
>Any of those ponies deserved to be in a relationship much more than you did
>They deserved to be happy, not you
>You couldn't even cook a proper meal, or speak articulately, or do anything normal ponies do every day
>Just bathing and not pissing into a bottle were accomplishments for you
>What could you possibly do for Anon that wasn't completely laughable?
>You tried not to show it to him, but every day the anxiety gnawed at you
>The fear that eventually you were going to mess up, or that you would just become too much of a burden, and Anon would rightly leave you behind
>He was so kind, and so loving, and you were trying so hard to be a better mare for him
>But in the long hours when he was out working or buying food, you found yourself reverting to some of your old habits

>>30378231

>Lying in your room in the dark, not moving, not eating
>There were still times you felt sluggish, afraid, isolated
>You had a feeling Anon could notice that something was wrong, but you weren't sure
>You wanted so badly to tell him, to communicate to him your fears and anxieties, but you didn't know how
>So you'd spend hours trying to brainstorm ideas for ways to show him how much you cared about him
>You'd stare at yourself in a mirror, or at one of the pictures you took of Anon while he was sleeping, or roll around in a pile of his clothes, and remind yourself that you were worthwhile, that Anon loves you and that he isn't going to abandon you
>And even while your confidence in your own abilities remained nonexistent, for perhaps the first time in your life you didn't want to just give up
>You wanted to keep trying until you succeeded, and you kept telling yourself you would find a way for your goal to be possible
>Which is how it eventually occurred to you that you could rely on somepony else to accomplish it for you instead
>You had been staring at yourself in the mirror, when you'd fixated on your long, tangled mane
>Surely this was something you could fix, with just a little courage
>With your heart pounding, you'd gone on the Ponynet to find a hairdresser just a few blocks away
>You'd then spent hours looking at manestyles, almost giving up multiple times as the sheer variety overwhelmed you
>It also hurt to look at all these stylish, put-together mares
>These were fashion models, ponies so different from you they might as well have been a different species
>You tried not to think about it like that, but it was hard not to compare yourself to them
>What would Anon even like?
>You could've asked him, but that would've ruined the surprise
>You knew he liked your hair, he buries his face in it all the time, but you wanted it to be better for him
>It was so messy, so rough, so unstylish
>You'd brushed it maybe a handful of times in your entire life

>>30378245

>Eventually you settled on some simple styles, and printed these onto a few blank pages
>One day, while Anon was out working, you steeled yourself to make the journey
>You'd already taken a few small trips outside, but never on your own
>Anon had encouraged you to take a few steps out onto the sidewalk, and then down the street, but you'd never gotten much farther than a block away from home
>Every time, your heart had started pounding, your vision had begun to swim, dizziness had swept over you, and you felt only an unrelenting sense of impending doom
>It was only once you were back home on the couch clinging to Anon that you were able to relax and return to any sense of normalcy
>Could you even go through with this? Was this even the right thing to do?
>So paralyzed by fear and self-doubt were you that you almost didn't even leave the building
>Three times you walked down the outside hallway before retreating back to your apartment to hide
>But you shrouded yourself in protective layers, preparing yourself like a sort of NEET-stronaut for the journey into the outside world
>Baggy hoodie, check
>Picture of Anon, check
>Hoof-full of bits and printout of manestyles, check
>You'd washed your face but not your hair; you weren't sure what proper hair etiquette was expected by hairdressers
>You just assumed that she'd want to see it in its natural state, not all wet
>With your hood drawn up tight around your face, fully enclosing your head, you finally forced yourself to step outside onto the sidewalk
>The noise and activity was immediately oppressive, weighing on you from all sides
>Celestia's sunlight shone down hot upon you, mocking you from the heavens, illuminating you for all to see
>You were convinced that ponies were staring at you, that their passing conversations revolved around making fun of you, that any snatch of laughter was directed toward you
>But you just kept your head down and kept moving, trying to block it all out

>>30375637
>its always after I'm done with a drawing that I start seeing flaws
i thought i was the only one
i hate that shit

>>30378261

>Your heart was pounding, you felt sick, the fear only kept building
>You were terrified that you would somehow miss the salon, even though it was just a straight shot east from your apartment
>In your mind you'd rehearsed what you'd say dozens of times
>It was going to be quick and efficient; no one would ever know that you're a barely-functional NEET who's spent most of her life huddled in a ball on the floor
>You're so focused on running through your script that you almost walk past your destination
>Luckily you see the spiral of the barber's pole out of the corner of your eye
>You take a deep breath, and push your way inside
>The bell rings, announcing your presence, the sound like a lance stabbing you in the chest
>A unicorn mare sits behind a cashier's desk, reading a magazine
>When she looks up at you, you feel like you're gonna puke
>"Mornin' honey," she says. "How can I help you?"
>Your throat closes when you try to speak
>Everything you were going to say falls immediately out of your head
>You wander over to the desk as if in a dream, your tongue trying but failing to form words
>"Please… hair… cut," you finally say.
>"What was that?"
>"H-Hair… please."
>You motion toward your head.
>The unicorn regards you coolly, chewing a wad of gum
>"Girl I can't see no hair."
>"O-Oh…"
>Your hooves are shaking wildly as you fumble with the hoodie's drawstrings, before remembering that you just need to pull the hood back to loosen it
>The unicorn lifts an eyebrow when your mane flops out, covering your face in a dark curtain
>She lets out a low whistle
>"Dang," is all she says.
>A casual admonishment, but to you it is a powerful condemnation
>Feeling your eyes water, you fight back tears
>You tepidly back toward the door, but already the mare is motioning for you to come back
>"C'mon now, let's get you shampooed honey. I'll sort you out."
>Her tail swishes as she walks back deeper into the salon

>>30378271

>You pause for a moment, pulling Anon's picture from the pocket of your hoodie
>It's one you snapped of him while he was dozing on the couch
>He was only wearing boxers, and from the right angle you could see his balls
>It was too perfect to pass up
>Staring at his crotch and his peacefully sleeping face relaxes you, just a little bit
>You eventually manage to stumble into the salon proper
>A few other mares are getting their manes and tails cut, lounging on raised beds while hairdressers snip away
>You ignore them, ignore the shadow of yourself following along the mirrored wall, and find the unicorn waiting for you in the back
>She directs you to lie on a bed adjoining a deep sink
>It's uncomfortable, and you feel a wave of panic as the sink's hard enamel grips the back of your neck
>The panic worsens when the unicorn invades your personal space, digging her hooves into your mane as she draws it into the sink
>"You good?" she asks, turning the water on to full blast
>"U-Um…."
>She seems to mistake your mumbling for assent, and proceeds to vigorously wash your oily mane
>You close your eyes tight, fighting back the rising panic
>Anon, blessedly, enters your mind
>The memory of him washing your hair in the shower, as he does once a week now
>His arms around you
>Kissing your neck
>You think of that time when he'd sat back in the tub, and let you come up between his legs
>How he'd let you take his cock in your mouth, how it had pulsed against your tongue
>How blissful and relaxing it had been, hearing nothing but his moans and the soft patter of water, feeling his thighs press gently against your ears, his hand on your head while he dumped his cum down your throat
>"Ay, you hear me? You good."
>You realize that the unicorn has finished washing your mane
>When you open your eyes you see her staring down at you, still chewing her gum

>>30378285

>Gingerly you roll off the bed, shakily getting up on all four hooves
>"Sorry, I get you with the hose?"
>You look back to see what she's asking about, and it feels like the bottom of your stomach drops out
>The cushion is utterly soaked in marejuice
>Even from here you can smell it
>You consider bolting right then and there, but you force yourself to look in the unicorn's general direction
>"It's f-f-fine," you say
>Good save.
>She just nods and carries on over to her station
>You discreetly try to wipe yourself off before she beckons you over
>"So whatchu want?" she asks, after she's settled you on the elevated bed and thrown a big cloth around your neck
>Your brain struggles with the question, but then you remember the printout of manestyles you brought
>You reach into your pocket and pass over what you believe is the sheet
>"One… one of these, please…"
>The hairdresser looks at the printout for a long minute, her lips pursed, eyebrow arched
>"Girl I know we all lookin' for a man, but I just cut hair."
>When she returns the photo of Anon, you want to scream
>"S-S-Sorrrryyy…" you try to say, but it comes out as an unintelligible mumble
>Fortunately the unicorn is already sizing you up in the mirror
>"I ain't a miracle worker either, but ya know, anythin's possible," she says. She bunches up your mane on both sides of your head, evaluating some aspect of your coiffure that you can't discern.
>"Once I'm done with ya, you'll be a regular heartbreaker," she continues. "You'll see."
>You try to muster some kind of protest, try to affect the fate of your hair in some measurable fashion before it's too late
>Instead you just sit there helplessly while the unicorn begins snipping away at your mane
>You sit there, trembling, watching yourself wide-eyed in the mirror as bits of you are removed, falling onto the cloth and the floor

>>30378300

>Vaguely you are aware of your hairdresser trying to engage you in conversation, something about a big wedding in Canterlot, but you can't focus on what she's saying
>Eventually she just starts yelling things at another hairdresser across the salon, and their conversation becomes the background noise to your fast descent into despair
>Why did you do this? Anon loved your hair the way it was
>Now it's getting hacked all to pieces
>He's not even going to recognize you anymore
>Stupid, you're so stupid
>This whole thing was a mistake, an awful mistake
>You should never have left the apartment
>You didn't need to do this at all
>Should've just secretly pissed into the ice cube tray and left it at that
>Now Anon was going to see what an idiot you really are
>He would realize what a terrible mistake he was making, see that you're completely irredeemable
>Fat tears roll down your cheeks, and you close your eyes to block them out
>You don't even want to look at yourself anymore
>You don't want to see what you're becoming
>When the unicorn nudges your shoulder, you take it as a sign that she's finished
>Gracelessly you roll off the bed, your hooves clopping on the hair-covered floor
>It's everywhere, all your beautiful oily smelly hair, it's all gone, strewn all over the ground
>"Whaddya think?" your hairdresser asks. "Pretty great, right?"
>"It's… it's… bundertiful!" you gurgle, unable even to form words properly
>You have no idea what your mane looks like, and you keep your head down as you follow the unicorn back to the front
>Your head feels light and cold
>If you didn't feel hair occasionally brushing against your forehead, you'd think you were shaved bald
>It's horrible, it's terrible
>This is the worst you've felt in months
>A wave of dizziness washes over you as you start to hyperventilate, breathing quick and shallow

>>30378310

>"That'll be five bits honey," the unicorn says, after she's rung you up. "You want some product or anything?"
>Tip, tip, how much do you tip?
>She didn't do a good job, why would you tip?
>You have to tip, don't you? It's required, isn't it?
>It's too hard to think, you have to get out of there, your heart is racing, you feel like you're gonna die -
>"T-Thanks, you too!" you say, a strangled cry as you throw a bunch of bits at her
>The bell jingles as you rush outside
>Out on the sidewalk you take some deep gulping breaths
>A mistake
>You feel faint, and nauseated, and you almost pass out, slumping against the barber's pole
>Your mind wanders, insensate
>Anon's dick…
>You hug it tightly, clinging to Anon's giant spiral penis, gnawing on the shaft
>Everything's fine
>Anon is here
>His cock shall comfort you in your time of need
>Mindlessly you hump the pole, feeling the panic attack temporarily subside
>Your breathing becomes shallower, your heartrate slows slightly, and gradually you feel your senses return
>Anon...
>The sounds of the city flood in around you
>Some ponies are giving you odd glances as they walk by
>Quickly you throw your hood back over your head and stagger off westward, back toward your apartment
>You have to get home, you just have to get home
>Everything will be fine once you get home
>It won't be, your mane is absolutely ruined -
>That doesn't matter, you tell yourself, you can cry about that later
>For now you just need to get home, get away from all these other ponies
>Then you'll be safe again
>Hurriedly you rush down the sidewalk, trying not to bump anypony, trying, impossibly, not to be seen
>You don't want anyone to look at you
>You don't want Anon to see you
>You just want to hide in your room and never come out

>>30378321

>Breathing hard, choking back sobs, you stumble into your apartment building and down the hall
>Your hooves fumble with the keys, some bits clatter to the floor, but you're too out of it to care, you leave them where they fall
>Once you manage to open the door, you slam it shut behind you and gallop into the room you now share with Anon
>Not even bothering to turn on the lights, you throw yourself onto the bed, under the blanket, curling up around the pillow that smells like him.
>And you cry.

* * *

>You are Anon, and it's been a long day
>The odd jobs you get vary between boring and exceptionally trying
>Last week had involved the tedious effort of digging up and replacing signposts throughout the city, something to do with a new royal name-change
>Today you'd been tasked with helping the city event planners put up decorations for some kind of upcoming wedding parade
>For hours you'd had to endure the shrieking of three pompous, bickering stuffed-shirts who apparently could not agree on the "aesthetic" they wanted to convey
>You were glad to have it behind you now, and just happy to be going home
>Coming home to Floor Bored is what it made it all worthwhile
>You couldn't wait to hug her, maybe play some games, who knows
>If she just wanted to cuddle, you would be all too pleased to oblige
>There was something very soothing about holding her and petting her mane
>And lately she'd been even more clingy than usual, though you're not sure why
>You're worried about her, even though she insists that she's fine
>As you approach your apartment, you feel a flash of concern when you see a few errant bits lying by your door
>Your unlocked door
>"Floor?" you call, as you push your way into your apartment
>No response comes, but you can see the door to your room is closed
>The glow of a computer is visible, coming out from beneath
>You knock on the door, but she doesn't answer
>"Hey, I'm coming in," you say
>When you step through, the room is dark

>>30378332

>Bathed in the dim light of her screen is Floor Bored, huddled on your bed
>She lies with her back to you, facing the wall, her hood drawn up around her head
>"Hey…" you say. "What's wrong?"
>When she says nothing, you come around to where she's facing
>Immediately she pulls her hood down over her face, trying to hide
>You kneel down beside her, gently reaching out to touch her side
>"It's okay, Floor. You can show me."
>Gingerly you reach to pull off her hood.
>She resists at first, pulling away with a groan
>But eventually, trembling, she lets you take the hood off
>You can see immediately why she's hiding
>Her mane has been chopped short - layered nicely, clearly done by a professional - but far, far shorter than the mess that once adorned Floor Bored's head
>She looks away, at the ground, eyes tearing up, her body shaking under your hands
>Without her hair to hide behind she must feel completely exposed
>"Hey…" you say, giving her a smile
>You put your hand on her cheek, brushing her shortened forelocks to the side, before leaning down to kiss her on the mouth
>"I like your haircut," you say, after you've broken away.
>Even in the dim light you can see her blush
>"R-Really?" she stammers
>"I love it. I can see more of your cute face now."
>Her head dips down, and she smiles a little, before letting out a choked little sob
>"I… I wish I had my hair back..."
>"Don't worry," you say. "It'll come back."
>"I'm sorry, I just... I just wanted to look good for you. I'm sorry..."
>"You don't have to apologize," you reply. "I'm impressed you went out and got your hair cut. You did that just for me?"
>She nods, smiling tearfully
>Her hooves are resting nervously in her lap; she lets you take one in your hand
>You kiss her again, and pull her into a close hug, resting your chin on top of her head, her newly-shortened mane
>"I'm proud of you," you say. "And I love you, Floor. Whether your hair is short or long, that's not gonna change."

>>30378344

>She presses her head against your chest, ear searching for your heartbeat
>She's tense in your arms, but you can feel her relaxing a little while you pet her
>"It's really brave of you that you went outside," you say. "Do you wanna talk about it?"
>"No..."
>"How about I make you some noodles?"
>"…Okay."
>You lead her by the hoof into the kitchen, and have her sit by the counter while you boil some water
>Spicy hay noodles are still her favorite comfort food, and you always have some on hand for when she's having a bad day
>While you're waiting for the water to heat up, you rummage around in your bag
>It's been a few months since Floor Bored moved in with you, and you wanted to do something special for her
>The difficulty has been in figuring out what exactly to give her
>You know how important her privacy is to her, and how she still keeps parts of herself partitioned away from you
>You didn't want her to feel like you were encroaching on her personal space
>But at the same time, you wanted to encourage her
>"So ah, I got you something today," you say, as you pull out your gift. "It's secondhand, but the guy said it should still work fine."

>>30378351

>Floor Bored's eyes widen as you hand it over: a "gently-used" tablet, stylus, and nibs
>"I just saw some of the art you were working on in the trash, and I thought it was really good. So I figured I'd give you something you could play around with."
>She stares at it, running her hoof over its plastic exterior
>At first you worry you made a mistake - but then she's hugging you, squeezing you tight, pressing her face against your stomach
>"I love you," she says in a rush. "I love you."
>"I love you too, Floor!"
>The water boils; you pour it into the styrofoam cup
>For the first time in weeks Floor is smiling, a real smile, even more visible now that her mane is short
>Happily she slurps down her noodles, getting broth absolutely everywhere
>Once she's finished she jumps up to give you a kiss with her spicy hay breath
>You don't mind - you're just glad she's happy.

_____

THE END

>>30378360
m-muh heart
anon you're gonna kill me man

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>>30378360
This hit my chest pretty hard anon.

>>30378310
>Should've just secretly pissed into the ice cube tray and left it at that
lol

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>>30378962
tfw im not into piss but i love neetpone and everyone else is into piss including the writers
pls stop pls

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>>30379095
WOAH HEY THATS NOT ALLOWED

>>30378360
very nice
>>30378999
I'm not into piss, mang. I just thought that was exceptionally funny.

>>30379095
Enjoy your vacation, Anon! Don't get sunburn!

>>30378360
I loved every bit of this. thanks so much for taking tthe time to write this. :)

time to crank up photoshop once more

>>30374959
Have faith anon. we're all gonna make it brah

>>30379355
>we're all gonna make it
lmao no the grand majority of us are going to die alone and sad or kill ourselves
anons doin a good job of getting out of this toxic lifestyle tho good on him

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>>30378231
>>He was so kind, and so loving, and you were trying so hard to be a better mare for him
D'aww

>>30378360
this was fantastic, good job anon
never felt a feel this strong in quite a while

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>>30378360
Haha, holy FUCK was that painful to read, she's so hilariously awkward and anti-social. But man was the ending cute.

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>>30378344
super good stuff yo!

>>30380159
Don't cry poner

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>>30380159
I want to sneak up on crying neetpone and surprise her by shoving my dick deep inside that sweet neet snatch

>>30378231
>Just bathing and not pissing into a bottle were accomplishments for you
To be honest, being a girl and being able to successfully piss into a bottle without getting piss all over the place takes skill and is quite an accomplishment.

>>30381566
True, but it's also a waste of good piss that could be running down my balls and legs.

>>30381575
That's pretty disgusting fampai

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>>30381575
stop

>>30381653
b
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>>30378414
>>30378684
>>30379636
>>30379578
>>30379657
Thanks for reading it friends, I hope in some way it was cathartic.
>>30378962
For when you want to order whiskey neet.
>>30381566
That's really a great point. Floor probably wouldn't even realize that, but she's practiced enough that she's mastered the art. I don't know how excited she'd be about that revelation, but it goes to show that she can do whatever she puts her mind to.
>>30378999
I apologize, when I'm writing I just try to go with the flow.
>>30379265
I'm very happy you enjoyed it, you've inspired me a lot with your art. I really appreciate all the work you've done, it's great to see it.
>>30380159
Thank you, Floor Bored is a fun character to work with. Feel like she's helping me express some things for which I've been looking for an outlet. Great art, too.

>>30381575
True, but sometimes she'll have to piss when you're not around. You can always pour her piss-bottles down your balls and legs later.

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>>30381575

This guy gets it.

>>30378310
>Should've just secretly pissed into the ice cube tray and left it at that
Wouldn't that make all the ice cubes turn yellow?
Is that Anon's fetish?

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>>30381575

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So what other fetishes/kinks do you think floor has?

no piss. There's enough discussion over that as it is.

>>30384196
If we go by some of the old art, she's apparently into exhibitionism, though only in places where no one's around

>>30380159
Floor Bored is not for sad.
That's a cute drawing, man.

>>30384501
he made floor bored, he can draw her doing whatever he wants and it's canon.

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>>30384196
holding hooves

>>30384615
could definitely see that getting her all hot and bothered

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>>30380159
alright, which one of you dirty infidels hurt her

>>30384196
probably an insatiable need to steal anon's underwear and sniff/masturbate with them

>>30384196
impregnation

>>30384196
Butt stuff

>tfw your brother is actually a NEET
I returned home for some time and every time I go out with my dad to do whatever he just says home with the same reason every time "it's a bother to go out" and locks his door

>>30387376
It's his life to waste

>>30386505
You know if she compulsively masturbates she's mixed it up with some anal masturbation. Squirters usually get off on that. Though she'd probably have anxiety about taking a dick up her ass out of fear she's not clean enough - crippling fear of getting shit on Anon's dick, even though she totally gets off on the idea of being fucked that way.

>>30387761
>out of fear she's not clean enough
Nothing that can't be fixed by just shoving the shower hose up there and letting it run for a bit before pulling it out and squirting all the water back out, then repeat until the water is no longer brown.

>>30388142
That won't get rid of candida infections inside, or tinea infections outside, not to mention bacterial infections. Doing this might even exacerbate such things.

>>30388256
Well, it's probably not gonna make your asshole sterile, but then again that's not gonna happen, so if you're that anal about it you should probably just avoid anal sex period.

i'd worship floor's pony ass every day. hopefully that would cure her of any butt-related insecurities she may have

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>>30388256
I'm pretty sure that in the heat of the moment she probably won't care about the hygieneic issues and she'll be like pic related.

herbivore poop is just mainly composed of vegetation and is way less dangerous then say dog poop and has by comparison a better smell?

>>30388968
>butt-related insecurities
I keked