Wardrobe Malfunction General: The Revival

>>30525472
What if you an Luna got well with each other during your freshmen year.
>Your peers call you the vice principal's ass kisser.
>Well they're not exactly wrong.

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>>30525472

Glad to see this is back!

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>>30525472
Hey I remember this thread

>>30525520
Anyone got the old pastebin?

>>30525689

I tried looking for it, but either the /mlp/ archives don't work for me or I end up just not finding it.

I think it was eaten by the internet.

>>30525472
>Luna nekkid innawoods
Skinny-dipping in the lake?

>>30525472
Holy fuck EQG Luna gets my dick going like no other
>shorts
>boots
UNNNNFFF

>>30526208
And not to mention she is mature.

>>30526208
Perhaps some kind user will make a Green detailing her journey back to camp after getting lost, while losing articles of clothing along the way...

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>>30526431

I am severely tempted to illustrate this, but I don't want to burn out on doing multiple MLP drawings again.

>>30525807
I started writing that story, but it's more ENF, so I'm not sure if it quite fits the theme of the thread.

>>30527162
It's fine by me! The more the merrier!

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This is what I feared. Bumping.

>>30525472
plow her.

>>30528718
Fucking how is this role playing?

>>30528756
Because it's summer and these retarded children don't know the difference in RP and a prompt.

>ask if she's okay in a cheeky way

>>30525750
https://pastebin.com/WMC8N5ue
Here is one.
https://pastebin.com/SWZdxg8d
Here's two.
https://pastebin.com/PT9jmCuV
And three.

>>30525505
That's fraternization, and most schools have policies against it because it's fucking creepy as hell.

>>30525472
>Vice Principal Luna called you into her office.
>She said she didn’t suspect you were involved, and was just wondering if you knew anyone who might have been.
Then why did you call ME in specifically, bitch

>>30531427
She needs the D.

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>>30530688
Yeah, it's a good thing I didn't end up in a relationship with one of my hot teachers in middle or high school

What kind of weirdo autist would I be then

>>30531427
Because we need a greentext to happen

>>30527083
I've got a basic Four image outline to simplify things for you

1: panels with clothed Luna, loses shirt by sliding down hill, no bra.
2: Luna's shorts tugged down by branch
3: Luna's panties snapped on rock
4: Luna nekkid

>>30532715

I'll think about it. Right now I have other stuff I am obligated to draw.

>>30532905
Ah, gotcha

I really don't want to have to keep bumping this thread

>>30533538
If you want, I could write something for this thread.
Could give the prompt a try, but it would probably have ultra-porn-logic and the plot will make little to no sense.

>>30533567

I say go for it.

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>>30531444
shh not too loud
you might make him angry

>>30533727
Kek

>>30533567
You're talking about a world where magical unicorns and pegasi come to our world and plot to destroy everything but the day is saved using the magic of friendship

I wouldn't worry about making sense

I say go for it

>>30533623
>>30533893
Alright, give me a bit and I'll see what I can come up with for you guys.

Bumperino

I'm just here for the sexy blue principal lady desu

>>30530688
>Not wanting to fuck your hot vice principal who is in her late 30s to early 40s.

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>>30525472
I'll give this a try if it stays up till Wednesday.

>>30537271
We'll hold you to it. Everyone get to posting best vice principal

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>>30537271
I'll try to keep this thread alive

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>>30537868
I want to snuggle best Vice Principal

I'm not the other Anon who said he was gonna write but, here
Mobilefagging so bear with me
>>30525472
>What should you do?
"Don't worry vice principal Luna I'll cover it up for you!"
>"Thank you, Anon! I need my hands to do paperwork!"
>Spring out of your seat and go up to her!
>Press your crotch agains hey ass checks
>Rip her pants a little more by accident
"Oops"
>"It's okay don't worry about it just don't let anyone see."
>You hotdogging her as she bends over looking for another file
>Dick between the cheeks
>Start to hear something else ripping
>It's her panties
>"Oh goodness, it's a good thing you're here to block the view"
"Just doing my job miss"
>Feel your cock hit bare skin
>oh fucking fuck

>>30539397
10/10 beaulfitul writing please continue

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>>30525472
Ooops! I think I ripped my pants again!

>>30539542
First Applejack, then Celestia, now Luna. It seems to re a recurring theme at Canterlot High

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>>30539552

Celestia's pants fell down.

Do one for Ms. Cheerilee.

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>>30539586
>that guy right in front of her pussy...

That's the look of someone who is going to get pussy this close only once in his life.

>>30539626

Pretty much.

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>>30539573
You illustrated this, remember?

Who would be the hottest teachers in Canterlot High?

>>30539666
Probably amazon principal Celestia

Status of satanic trips: witnessed

>>30539677

Why is that?

>>30539682
>Why

That glorious ass of course.

>>30539703

Why else?

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>>30539682
Gee, I dunno

>>30539665

Oh yeah, forgot about that.

>>30539781
Got a hint for what your next image is gonna be like?

>>30540686

I'm working on other drawings at the moment, but I would like to tackle the VP Luna prompt.

>>30540772
You just gonna draw one, or wait for an anon to write a green?

>>30540806

I might draw one, but if a greentext makes it more enticing, I'll draw that.

>>30539397
Moar please.

Get bumped

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Bamp

>>30525510
RIP for never being finished.

>>30542154

I couldn't find a finished narrative.

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Night bump.

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>>30533893
>>30533623
Sorry about the delay, got busy with uni and stuff. I should have the entire story ready to post in one go sometime this afternoon.
Just stay alive until then and I'll have it all ready for y'all.

>>30543748
Page 8

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So, who does this thread want to be the victim for the next prompt:

Rarity
Rainbow Dash
Twilight Sparkle
Pinkie Pie
Sunset Shimmer
Trixie

>>30546075

I'd like a Sunset one, a character apart from the Mane 6. Adds variety.

>>30546075

Cheerilee.

>>30546075
Let's give trixie some love

>>30546075

Granny Smith

>Her blouse pops open, allowing her giant floppy tits to slam into the sloppy joe mix, spraying several students with the brown meat sauce

>>30546134
I left Cheerilee of f the lost, as she's been done already

>>30546540
um

no

>>30546540
>That mental image
Christ dude.

>>30546540

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

>>30546547

When was she done?

>>30546608

Write It Right did one last year: https://pastebin.com/PT9jmCuV

>>30546125
How would a former pony handle nudity taboos, anyway?

>>30546848

I think it can be handwaived. Magic, don't have to explain shit, etc. etc.

>>30543748
Where are you, writefag?

I think plan right now is to make a prompt for either Trixie or Sunset Shimmer, and then a prompt for Gloriosa. Any other suggestions?

>>30549502

None from me.

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(I should really re-do this picture sometime)

>>30549502
Now it's just a matter of who'll make that first move...

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>>30548985
I'm still here.
Alright, so earlier, I wrote a little something for /fb/, and then I had to go to class, and then I got SUPER tired, and I actually ended up expanding this story to be longer with a sex scene at the end, so get ready for that at this point. I’ll just go ahead and post what I have so far. If you wanna see the thing I wrote for /fb/, it's here: >>30546662 (It's pretty much just a sex scene that I'm going to use as a blueprint for the sex scene of this story here)
>>30549502
If it works for you, I already have an idea of a Trixie Wardrobe Malfunction story to write already. It involves Rarity too. Should I just do that after this since there isn't a more fitting thread to post it in?

>>30551535
Aaaaaanywho...

>Summer school.
>You have always been one of the delinquent kids, but find yourself to be the only one sitting in this classroom.
>Guess who’s teaching this summer math class?
>None other than Vice Principal Luna.
>All school year long, you’ve had these fantasies about her, things you’d like to do with her.
>It’s almost like it was worth it to be kept in here for an hour every two days.
>”Alright, uh, class. Turn to page 20 in your book…s and we’ll get started.” Her tone is bored and exhausted… but airy in the sexiest way.
>You’re just sitting here thinking about how smooth her voice is.
>But thinking even more about how smooth her bare skin is.
>Hiding a boner in your pants, you turn to the page.
>It’s hard to follow along with the lessons each day you come in.
>The chalkboard in the classroom is really high up because of reasons, and Luna has to reach high up in order to write at the top of it because she’s not vey tall.
>And every single time this happens, the bottom of her top rides up her body to expose some of her abdomen, and occasionally the black panties underneath her jeans.
>She either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care. But you’re highly considering taking photos or video every time this happens.
>It’s not much compared to porn on the internet, but fuck it, this lady is physically in your real life. Proximity is admittedly a guilty plus.
>Luna is never enthusiastic about teaching summer classes, let alone classes with one student. You know she’s been praying for you to not show up each day so she can go home and get some sleep.
>It’s widely known at CHS that she likes to sleep during the day and stay up all night.
>This goes on for years… until eventually, you find yourself in an extra summer class after your grade has graduated.
>No, you’re not being held back, but you have to get an A in this math class in order to never have to go to high school again.

>>30551539
>Luna is the only one who can give you an A, and she REALLY doesn’t want to be here. What really doesn’t help this time is that the air conditioning broke because of course it did.
>She’s so tired as she steps up to the board, letting her shirt ride up again and reveal the rim of her panties as her loosely put on pants fall slightly.
>Use this to picture Luna wearing nothing but the panties on. Oh, the things you imagine.
>”So, uh, which page were we on last?” She asks.
>You’re the only student in the class, again.
“I dunno.” You passively answer after seeing that there’s a few minutes left of class.
>Luna sighs. “Are you just saying that because you want to go home?” Her own eyes are half closed.
“…Yeah.” You decide not to lie.
>”Well, you’re not the only one. I probably want to leave more than you do.”
>Luna yawns and starts to write on the chalkboard again.
>You have a great view from behind of her lower back, her pants riding low enough to show the frilly black panties underneath.
>Staring straight at the only real reason why you come here. The only real reason why SHE has to come here.
>Oh wow, she’s starting to sway back and forth. Luna must be on the verge of collapse.
>”I… can’t believe we have another three weeks of this shit.” Luna yawn-talks. “Are you even like… going to college?”
“Nope. Don’t even know what I’m gonna do with a High school diploma.”
>”Well that’s some bullshit.” Luna is very clearly so done, trying to say this quietly enough for you not to hear but fails.
>She reaches her arms up to stretch as she’s facing you.
>Het top rides up enough for you to get a glimpse of her bellybutton and the shape of her hips. The image of her topless in your head is much more accurate now, you’re sure.
>Why does she even have that little belt if it doesn’t do anything? Is it for style?
>Oh god, you just want to rub your face all over her belly for some reason.

>>30551541
>You hear a snapping sound followed by slight clattering. And Luna doesn’t seem to notice it.
>But you instantly figure out where it came from.
>The front button of Luna’s pants came off. It no longer keeps her fly from slowly coming undone and further loosening her pants.
>Luna continues to walk around the classroom, now erasing all of the stuff on the chalkboards.
>Now more of her panties are showing each time she reaches up to erase something.
>The light burgundy top failing to span all the way down to Luna’s waist to cover up her smooth blue skin, or the laced edges of the panties that hug her waist.
>Just a little bit more and you’re sure you’re looking at Luna’s ass cheeks. You have to cross your legs again, harder than before.
>Oh god, they’re falling down even more the more she reaches up and walks around.
>”Alright, listen.” Luna faces you and stretches again. “There’s like… two minutes of class left, and I’m just not feeling it.”
>You watch her belly button stretch with her arms raised, and the front of her jeans have slid down to her thighs to the point where the entire undergarment is visible.
>Luna has a little bit of trouble waking up to you with her slipping pants keeping her legs from moving as much. Your heart is racing.
>”But I don’t wanna come back here tomorrow, or the day after or really for the rest of the summer starting now. So here’s what we do.”
>She reaches high up right next to your face to the overhead projector that happens to be located right above your head.
>Her exposed skin almost touches your cheek, and you notice the jeans falling far enough where they’re almost halfway down her thighs. But again, Luna doesn’t seem to notice or care.
>”You gotta promise not to tell anyone.”
“I promise.”
>”I’m gonna give you the test now. And you’re gonna pass it. And you can leave and I can leave and we can pretend that we kept holding summer sessions while staying home or something.”

>>30551547
>You feel a little stunned by this.
“What do you mean? Is this allowed?”
>”Nnnnnope!” Luna responds. “But fuck it, I don’t give a shit anymore. I’m tired of all this. I wanna sleep. And I know you wanna go home too.”
“Okay, well can I tell you something?”
>”Sure.”
“Your pants are falling down.”
>”Are they?”
>By now, Luna’s jeans are mostly scrunched up right above her knees. Her black panties wide out in the open as Luna’s arms are still reached up towards the overhead projector.
>Her hips and waist completely in full view with only the frilly panties covering Luna’s privates.
>”Eh.” Is her only response to this. “I thought I was starting to feel a draft down there.” She makes no attempt to pull the pants back up.
>This is when you get really hard.
>The overhead projector is turned on.
>”Let me get the packet with the exam in it.” Luna waddles back to the front of the classroom with the pants struggling to stay at her knees.
>You watch as her ass cheeks giggles as her hips sway with each step.
>To your actual surprise, Luna does pull the pants back up to cover herself. But it was a half-assed attempt; half of her ass peeks out once more after she bends over to fish out the exam papers from her bag.
>The jeans fall right back down, weakly holding on. The overhead projector shows instructions of how to fill out the exam.
>Luna tells you the instructions and stands right next to your face again.
>”But listen, I’m just going to give you the answers and you fill in the bubble, okay?”
“Uh, wow. Okay.”
>”But a favor… hold my pants up, will you?”
>You do so, grabbing one side of Luna’s jeans and pulling it up to the strap of her panties. Dragging it mostly into a decent place.
>”I know this is probably making you go wild but I just can’t deal with anything right now.”
“Understandable.” You get to full mast.

>>30551554
>Luna leans her hips into you, and you hug her waist in a way that her pants failed to. Your arm pressing against her soft ass.
>She’s reaching up to the overhead projector again. Her belly rising and falling each time she breaths, right next to your face. You realize that you can’t write anything down with your arms around her waist.
>”You wrote down your name and all that, right?”
“Yeah.”
>”I’ll just go ahead and fill in the bubbles for you. It’s not like the scanning machines can tell the difference anyway.”
>You’re resting your cheek against Luna’d mostly exposed skin, feeling her warm body breathe against your face as you hold onto it to keep her pants up.
>So this is what it’s like when someone stops giving a fuck.
>It’s so hard to resist the urge to kiss Luna right next to her bellybutton. Her skin smells like blueberry scented lotion.

So this is going to continue how it is here. I'll be back tomorrow (for real this time, I don't have class) to finish it. I kid of have to write tomorrow anyway because I'm also writing other stuff (which I am going to update in a little bit).

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Hurry back, cock-tease.

>>30551535
Go right ahead! This thread could use more content, anyway

>>30551559
This is great. Keep going.

The thread has been saved!

Is it tomorrow yet?

Somebody plz make another green text to help pass the time!
It could be gilf granny smith or whatever, just make something happen!

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>>30551539
>>30551541
>>30551547
>>30551554
>>30551559

>>30553546

OK.

>Be Anon
>On a tropical beach with the waves gently lapping at my feet
>"Heya Anon!"
>Turn to see Applejack standing next to me in a red and green bikini
>"I need y'alls help in applyin' some sunscreen, can ya give me a hand?"
>She turns around and starts untying her bikini top
>Frantically pick up suncreen bottle
>Bottle suddenly starts beeping
>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
>Wake up from dream and curse bitterly
>Check clock for time
>It's 5 minutes to First Period
>Panic, leap out of bed, trip over pants
>Throw on Crystal Prep uniform
>Sprint out of house, no time for breakfast
>Run down sidewalk to see Crystal Prep Academy ahead
>Bell sounds, you stop sprinting. Aw crap, class started.
>Slow from sprint to a job, see the front gate guarded by Dean Cadance
>Shit, if I'm caught being tardy again it'll be CURTAINS for me
>Well... not really. Just detention, but detention sucks
>Circle the perimeter of the school's stone and iron wall for ways to get over
>Spy a girl jumping at the wall as you round the corner
>She has purple hair with a magenta streak in it
>Wears thick glasses
>Aha! Possible teamwork opportunity!
>Run up to the girl
>She spins towards you in surprise, skirt flutters around her thighs
>You catch the briefest glimpse of a sliver of panty as her skirt settles back down
>"A-Anon! What are you doing here?!"
>Explain how you're late and you don't want detention so you're gonna scale the wall
>The girl says her name is Twilight, she was up late experimenting and missed her alarm
>Doesn't want to ruin her perfect attendance record
>You say we should work together to scale this wall, two people can easily get over it
>Twilight points out the decorative spikes lining the wall
>Will be tricky to get over without hurting yourself

>>30553868

>Twilight snaps her fingers, digs into her backpack and pulls out a length of rope
>"If you help me climb over, I can tie the rope to something so you can climb over!"
>Nod and stand against wall, hold hands together to give her a boost
>Twilight approaches, slings the length of rope over her shoulder and prepares to put her foot in your hands
>She hesitates and blushes
>"N-now no peeking!" she says as she tugs at the hem of her skirt
>You nod, despite the fact it's probably going to happen anyways
>She puts her foot in your hands and you hoist her up
>She teeters as she is raised up to the wall level, sticking her leg out for balance
>Decide to be bold and sneak a peek at her undies
>Carefully look up and see directly up Twilight's skirt
>White cotton panties, little pink books pattern with pink lace trim. Pink bow in the front.
>Incredibly nerdy, go figure. Still pretty cute though.
>Twilight still teetering, trying to hoist herself onto the top of the wall
>She grabs the base of one of the vertical wall spikes and plants a foot on the wall
>You sense her about to look at you so you jerk your eyes away from her be-pantied mound
>She looks down at you, blushing slightly. "Remember, no peeking!"
>You nod, still looking away
>She removes her other foot from your hands and manages to bring it over the top of the wall
>Then she slides her torso between two of the wall spikes, sitting on top of the wall
>Her skirt is pushed up by the wall spikes, and she struggles to tuck it down between them, fidgeting while straddling the wall

>>30553880


>Suddenly Twilight slips, starts to slide off the wall towards the school side
>You hear a slight ripping sound, and then a thud followed by an "OOF!"
>"Hey, are you OK?"
>You hear a timid reply "I um... I j-just..."
>There is a brief silence, then what sounds like several jumping attempts by Twilight
>A minute passes, though it feels like an eternity waiting for that rope
>She speaks from the other side of the wall "L-look, I'll tie this rope to this hydrant so you can c-climb over! I g-g-gotta go!"
>The end of the rope is flung over the wall and you catch it
>You hear her run off frantically.
>Huh. Well at least you can scale the wall and sneak off into class.
>As you climb over the top of the wall, you see why Twilight ran off
>Her panties got caught on a wall spike, skewered probably when she straddled the wall between two wall spikes.
>The pink bow flutters in the wind, like a flag of conquest
>You gingerly remove the white panties adorned with little pink books
>The lacy waistband has cursive writing embroidered onto it: "Knowledge is power!"
>You snicker to yourself: so is the knowledge that Twilight is running around campus with no undies under her little skirt
>Descending the wall onto the other side, you hide the rope near the fire hydrant it is tied to
>You bring the panties to your face and take a long sniff
>Oh goodness gracious, she smells like vanilla and roses. An almost intoxicating scent.
>You gently fold the undies up and slide them into your pocket.
>The thought of Twilight running down the hall, her skirt swishing back and forth, flashing her pale purple cheeks every other second...
>Today is going to be a good day after all.

>>30553887

Fini.

>>30551535
Wait a minute...
>Gif with weird shapes and patterns.
Alex?

>>30553909
Well he did say he was the guy who wrote the other thing in Fingerbang and that was obviously Alex.

This is great.

>>30551559
For fucks sake just lick her belly right now.

>>30554800
The green text just needs alittle bit more time to cook
Just bear hug her waist into yourself while she's in your hAndZ

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>>30556457
i swear to god, this fucking thing is driving me nuts

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>>30556827

Sorry about that. I only noticed it when I posted it. Also the eyes are really wonky.

The thumbnail looks OK though. :V

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Bumping

When will the Luna green text be completed?
We tried so far, and got so hard
But in the end...

>>30557739
Hopefully soon.

>>30539397
Is this one over already?

>>30557739
It will, I'm about to finish it off and I won't allow myself to sleep until I do.

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>>30525472
>when she bent over, the seat of her pants split wide open, revealing her frilly back underwear to you.
I want that with Gloriosa, but with plain white Hanes.

>>30558367
are you by any chance the "i love my gloriosa" bumper from the Gloriosa threads?

>>30539586
That's a BIGG Celestia.

>>30552040
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>>30553763
>>30554800
Here's the rest.
>>30553909
Yes, it's clearly me.
>>30551559
>You feel her voice vibrating her body a little as she starts to voice out the answers to you.
>Feel your arms start to grow tired as they hold Luna’s pants up. You can feel your shoulders becoming weak, but you can also feel Luna begin to sway back and forth from her fatigue.
>They’re too lose to keep covering her panties up, and your eyes get drawn back to their frilly edge over and over again.
>”So that’s how we find the derivative of X.” Luna continues. “The answer is C.”
“Mhmm.”
>Your head is starting to float around in Luna’s presence. Your own hands lowering from your arms being up for so long; at least 20 minutes now.
>The weight of your tired arms is making her jeans slide down to reveal more of her panties. Luna notices this time… cupping your face in one of her hands.
>”Let me just… fill in the rest of the answers for you.”
>She fills in the bubbles.
>A couple of minutes pass, and Luna still very tiredly reads the questions to you as though she’s enjoying this while also looking forward to going home and going to sleep.
>She reaches up to mass with the overhead projector again.
>You rest your head against the side of her body and feel her skin. This is the point where it would be extremely sudden and awkward if you did it out of the blue. But Luna lets you use her hip as a pillow.
>She sighs as your hand begins to wander, and she leans forward and sticks her rear out, letting the rim of her jeans slip down her ass cheeks a bit.
>And Luna gives you an “oops” that you could hear she didn’t really mean.
>Her hip is leaning into you even more, almost pushing you to the side and off of the desk.
>Almost done with the answers.
>”Congratulations, you got this one right…. and you got this one right.” She names them as she fills them in for you. “Looks like you’re passing this class for the summer.”

>>30559112
>Now the palm of your hand slides along the smooth surface of Luna’s ass every time you reach to pull her pants back up. Helping her stay decent according to the school dress code as she helps you pass for the summer.
>You keep sneak feeling up her ass with every tug. And once you her the waist of her jeans back in place, you just hug her for a few minutes before letting her pants fall a little more. More deliberately each time.
>She allows your fingers to glide along the rim of her exposed panties, probably too tired to care enough about you not pulling her pants up into place this time. You’re starting to touch her down there instead.
>And Luna slowly shakes her hips.
>Now every time you pull the pants up, they fall down because of her movement, and she moves your embrace along with her swaying hips. You don’t want to let go of her warm, curvaceous body as more and more of it gets exposed.
>”Last couple of questions. I know you can do it.”
>Luna bands over completely now, and your hands stay on the sides of her abdomen, feeling her skin in a more and more grabby hug.
>Press your cheek against the side strap of Luna’s black panties. The texture glides against your face.
>You want nothing more than to slip these panties down by “accident.”
>”Whew…” Luna straightens her back and stretches her arms up again. “It’s actually refreshing to feel this breeze.”
>Her top rides up above her bellybutton again, and your hands explore her body along her skin. Admiring her hourglass shape.
>There’s a slight hissing sound from your palms grazing across her skin, surveying Luna’s exposed hips as she keeps her arms up despite not needing to do anything with the overhead projector.
>She’s just waiting for you to finish fondling her. Her hands lock together and she takes them behind her head with a cute groan.
>”Ugh, It’s so hot in here.” Luna reaches down and starts airing her body out with her shirt.

>>30559115
>You catch several glimpses up Luna’s shirt, finding that her bra matches her panties.
>Luna’s jeans are halfway down her thighs now, and she’s not trying to pull them back up.
>”Looks like it’s time for me to check your answers.” She bends over again, swaying her ass from side to side to tease you. “You mind to keep airing out my shirt?”
>Respond by grabbing the bottom of her shirt and flapping it around as she’s bent over.
>Her shirt starts to hang higher and higher on her body, and your curious eyes are encouraged to peek under into the gab between her shirt and her chest. Luna bent over facing away from you letting your arms wrap around her waist again.
>Her loose pants fall to her knees. She sighs.
>You continue to look up along her body.
>Feel her shake back and forth as she takes the pencil and erases hard on the paper. But the eraser isn’t on any markings; she’s erasing the same spot on the side of the page.
>Letting you watch her boobs jiggle from side to side under that bra cradling them.
>Begin to plant a few loving kisses onto Luna’s hip, tasting her sweet skin on your lips, then your tongue. Luna breathes a little more heavily as soon as she feels you doing this.
>Lets it go on for over a minute before standing back up.
>She finally pulls her pants back up, pretending not to have realized. The zipper is all the way down, and the pants don’t stay at her waits even for a second after Luna lets go.
>You try to assist her, but her pants aren’t staying up with the zipper all the way undone. And neither of you can seem to recall how to zip it back up — oh well.
>Luna walks over to the front of the classroom, letting her pants fall as she strides away from you. Those ass cheeks, then those thighs, then her knees. Those clingy black panties hugging her waist on the sides and her nethers underneath.
>This sight brings out mercy in a man. Your member nearly flies out of your pants.

>>30559117
>Luna faces you, hands perched on the teacher’s desk behind her. She leans on it by her rear and raises her arms again. Stretching all the way backwards right in front of you.
>Spreading her legs as soon as her pants gently fall to her ankles.
>Luna leans back, and back and back.
>You watch her bellybutton stretch and her back arch. The mounds of Luna’s breasts mostly covering her face, rising and falling with each breath.
>That bottom bridge of Luna’s panties… can span wide enough to cover up her vulva lips that slowly slip out on either side.
>Still, Vice Principal Luna retains the pants around her ankles; she can’t even reach them with her arms unless she bends all the way over and bends her knees to grab them.
>”Why don’t you stand up in front of the class?” She lifts her head to see you.
>You obey the Vice Principal. Rising to your feet and letting the solid bulge in your pants stay in plain sight. For all the imaginary class to see.
>”Come here.”
>Walk up to Luna as she gets back onto her feet and opens her arms for a hug.
>You embrace her with her arms wrapping around you this time. First with your shin on her shoulder, then with your noses booping one another, then with your lips locking. You slightly taste blueberries from Luna’s mouth.
>As you slide your hands up and down Luna’s back during the kiss, you feel something come undone through her shirt with a light snap. It was the back of her bra.
>”Oops.” Luna takes your hands from around back and brings them to her face.
>You softly cup her jaw in your palms with another kiss. Then your hands move to Luna’s shoulders, where you feel her bra straps under her shirt slip to the edges of her shoulders, then to her upper arms.
>Luna excitedly giggles, smiling after a third kiss. “Oh my~ my bra’s coming apart.”
>A fourth kiss.

>>30559121
>”It happens.” She continues before stretching and yawning again.
>You help her shirt ride even higher on her torso this time, running your hands up and down her flat belly, then her curved sides, then her lower back where your hands venture down to the cushion of her ass.
>Hands inspecting her underwear as Luna’s hands make their way to yours. Sets your member free with a little bit of fiddling with the front of your pants and boxers.
>”A-ah…” Luna jolts her hips forward and looks down.
>You peer down too to find that her panties have gotten caught on the edge of the desk.
>Luna takes a small step forward, stretching the panties as they stay caught on the desk by the side.
>You look down into the panties as they are partially stretched away from her body, eyeing the top of her slit you can see in the gap between fabric and flesh.
>Assistance is asked for… and assistance is given.
>Luna lifts herself up onto the desk, slowly sitting onto it as her panties get inevitably dragged down from her waist. Her pussy coming into view, already dripping with a little bit of moisture.
>She sits all the way up onto the desk, the bottom ridge of her panties rolling up into a knot.
>”My… my privates…” She says to you, now sounding horny as she does exhausted.
>You pull her in the opposite direction… off of the desk.
>The panties are yanked back up to her waist, but the bottom of them is too rolled up to cover anything and just gets caught between the side of Luna’s pussy and her inner thigh.
>Meanwhile, both of her inner thighs are on either side of your waist. You raise your knees high to step over her scrunched up pants.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you off.” You pull Luna in the direction of off of the desk.
>Pulling her crotch straight into your pelvic area. Luna’s vulva lips kissing the tip of your dick before enveloping it down the shaft. The feeling of you penetrating Vice Principal Luna’s tender nethers makes you clench your own ass.

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>>30559122
>You yank and pull, getting Luna to slide further off of the desk with her panties being stretched more than they’re supposed to go and making her top ride up her abdomen again as it gets caught onto the desk as well.
>Thrust Luna into your personal space as she thrusts herself in the same manner and direction.
>Luna’s shirt can’t cover her body the more the desk pulls it up. The shirt is pulled up past her limp, dangling bra that tumbles and slides around on her bosom, failing to cover her nipples.
>Luna’s nearly bare torso gets slid off of the desk and rests on the now tearing panties and stretches top like a hammock. Your efforts to pull Luna off by thrusting continue.
>Luna’s bra falls away from her bouncing breasts and dangles from the side of her body. Your hands clench the sides of her ass as you plow the Vice Principal like Summer’s ending tomorrow.
>Luna…
>Oh, Luna.
>Oh, Vice Principal Luna…
>Her clothes fell away, couldn’t stay on as she let her soft, warm, limber body slowly free itself from a prison of malfunctioning clothing. As she let her faithful student’s helping hands touch that body everywhere he could.
>That student is about to cum, he’s saying so. Through a grunt, he lets Luna know that his load is coming. Luna lets out a lustful moan and locks her legs around your waist. Luna lets her breasts jiggle and sway back and forth as you thrust with everything you have.
>Her top scrunched up at her chin, her pants scrunched up at her ankles, with nothing covering her naked twisting body in between them other than her tangled panties hopelessly trying to cover her most private places.
>Your load rockets into Luna, rushing up to her womb as she remains stretched out on her back and her clothes trembling in orgasm. All just for her summer student.
>The storm of the climax lasts for what you hoped was forever.
>The two of you get immensely fatigued and end up not minding falling asleep together atop the desk. Too tired to care.

Fin.

>>30558367
I had more of a skinny-dipping thing planned for Gloriosa

>>30559130
10/10 sleepy Luna is best Luna

>>30559130
Amazing. Just amazing.

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>>30558590
Yes

And I'm still holding out for lewds and nudes of her. Like her boobs slipping out of her Crystal Ball dress.

Should I post the Gloriosa prompt in this thread, or have it as the OP in the next thread

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>When you unknowingly finger a clotheshole

>>30559130
>Writes great smut of both princesses now

>>30559754

Maybe save it for the next thread? The WM threads tend to be fragile.

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>>30559754
A Gloriosa-themed wardrobe-malfunction thread? All my yes.

>>30560490
She's got this.

And the Luna green is 10 outta 10, would cum again

>>30560490
But what about her clotheshole?

Just imagine Gloriosa trying to damage control while hear clothes just fall apart infront of all the campers.

she's screaming internally

>>30559130
FUCK

>>30561801

They sure did.

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>>30561762
I want to see Gloriosa's big boobs just slip out of her dress in this scene.

>be Anon
>at school
>in summer
>because fuck everything
>well mainly fuck the chemistry teacher who flunked you, but yeah fuck everything else too
>so many other things you could've been doing this summer
>like going on that class camping trip
>ok maybe not that, shit sounded pretty lame
>aside from the neurotic camp counselor turned forest demon that apparently tried to sentence everyone to eternal camping-related damnation
>actually yeah that sounds better than summer school sign me up
>but seriously everyone at CHS seems to accept all this magic shit as commonplace now
>like how no one cares that the school has a goddamn portal to a magical horse world on its front lawn
>and resident magical horse girl Sunset Shimmer can come waltzing through it butt-fucking naked and nobody even-
>wait what the fuck
>here you are, seated at the steps of Canterlot High, staring at one of the hottest girls in school in all her glory, and she's apparently oblivious to it all
>wat do
"Uhhhh"
>an intelligible response would've been nice but your brain is still processing
>your boner is way ahead of you in the response department
>still the sound of your voice was enough to get Sunset's attention as she had taken a few steps from the statue before meeting your gaze
>she notices you staring and looks down at herself, realizing far too late that wherever that portal had taken her, her clothes hadn't made the return trip
>blushing furiously, she covers her bare breasts and and lady bits with her hands and darts back through the portal
>or she intended to but instead was met with a faceful of solid concrete
>that looks like it hurt
>and now it looks like she's unconscious
>and also still naked
>and somehow there's no one around to deal with this shit but you
>because fuck everything

First time greener here. Worth continuing?

>>30562155
dont ask

just do

Completely random question: do you all think Gloriosa often goes about camp commando?

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>>30562307
Only when she skinny dips.

>>30562673
fug

>>30562155
>hey
>hey Anon
>wat do
>shut the fuck up boner
>ignoring your carnal teenage desires, you check to see if Sunset is okay
>she's not fully unconscious, but she's definitely dazed
>probably a concussion but she'll be fine
>you glance back at the statue giving it a tentative poke
>yep it's still a statue
>back to Sunset
>yep she's still naked
>despite you being the only sorry mofo stuck in summer school somehow, this was still a public area and if anyone spotted you with a semi conscious naked girl they'd probably get the wrong idea
>or right idea
>boner I said shut the fuck up
>definitely gotta move her somewhere out of sight
>carefully you loop your arms underneath her armpits and drag her toward some bushes
>never realized how hard it was to avoid accidentally feeling up a girl while dragging her this way
>gonna keep that in mind for future reference
>goddammit boner
>once you make it behind the bushes she starts to come to
>come to her senses I mean
>still looked a little dazed tho
"Hey, you alright?"
>"Ugh, what happened?"
"I guess, um, you recently decided to become a nudist and then you smashed your face into the side of a statue?
>for the second time she realizes how very naked she is
>frantically (though not as frantic as the first time (possibly due to the concussion)) she tries to cover herself, settling on a couple loose branches from a nearby bush
>" What - how - wait, the portal!"

>>30563412
>yeah, that thing
"So uh, I don't know how the magic portal thing is supposed to work, but right now it's kinda just a statue."
>Sunset brought her palm up to her forehead
>aaand there goes the branch that was covering her breasts
>not now, boner
>"Ugh, I forgot I told Twilight I wouldn't need the portal for the rest of the week! She probably shut it down as soon as I went through!"
"And you forgot to bring clothes because...?"
>she looks down and her face reddens again, but this time just she sighs and lazily drapes an arm over her breasts
>"We don't normally have clothes on when we go through the portal from Equestria. The portal just sorta makes them."
"Oh. Right. Horses."
>"Ponies."
"Close enough. So what, your magic portal customs agent couldn't be bothered handing out clothes today?"
>"I don't know! This never happened before! Look, whatever the case is, I need some clothes.
>she pauses for a second and bites her lip
>fucking hell that's hot
>I know boner, I know
>"Mind if I borrow some of yours?"

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>>30563455
>"Mind if I borrow some of yours?"
liking this so far, anon, dont stop

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>>30525472
I MISSED YOU

>>30563455
>fuck
>look at her, man, she looks so vulnerable, and desperate for help-
>and naked
>yes boner, and naked
>you can't just tell her no, can you?
"Uhhh no."
>oh I guess you can
>"No as in 'no you don't mind' or 'no you won't'?"
>you look down at your outfit consisting of a simple t-shirt and blue jeans
"Sorry, I don't think it does us any good to both be half naked. Why don't I just go find some clothes and bring them to you?
>"How long do you think that would take? You don't think someone would spot me by then?
"There's hardly anyone else here. Hell I'm only here because the chemistry teacher hates me!"
>"Didn't you blow up her desk during chem lab?"
"That was accident! Mostly. But that's not important. Summer school hours are already over so it shouldn't be hard for me find something and bring it back here before you see a soul."
>Sunset did not look convinced

>>30564035
>"Wait, how long have summer school hours been over? "
"About 15 minutes."
>"Oh no! That means Rarity's fashion show starts in less than an hour!"
>...a fashion show
>who the fuck cares
>"Aspiring fashion designers from all across the state will be there competing for best fashion line."
>so it's a fashion...competition
>that is somehow even worse
>"If she wins, she gets a full scholarship to one of the most prestigious fashion schools in the country!"
>hold on
>there are fashion schools?
>magical horse world has the right idea
>fuck clothes
>that's just dumb
>also what does this have to do with anything?
>"I promised Rarity I'd be there to root her on. I know it means a lot to her."
>damn Sunset you're a good friend
>your priorities might be fucked up right now, but you're a good friend
>"Do whatever you can, Anon, but hurry! I can still make it"
>yeah this is dumb now
>even your boner is over this shit
>and yet you are suddenly overcome with the urge to help this poor horse girl
"Don't worry Sunset Shimmer, I got this."
>heroic_gloriosa.jpg
"Also where would be the best place to find clothes?"
>"Well, most of the rooms where they keep uniforms will be locked... Oh, the gym! There will probably be a few teams still at practice. If you can get into the locker rooms I should have a spare pair of workout shorts and a shirt in my gym bag!"
>finally you're getting somewhere
>Sunset tells you her locker number and combination
>you head to the gym

>>30562673
No where near bushy enough

>>30563889

And we missed you. <3

>>30562673
>That pube shape
Gloriosa really fucking hates Jews, huh?

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>>30564461

I'm sure it was just the product of a shaving... thing.

>>30564148
How's your latest image coming along?

>>30559130
Very nice work anon!

>>30564068
>you get to the gym
>thankfully it was still open
>then you realize that you just agreed to break into the girls locker room
>how devious
>then you twist the handle of the door leading to to the girls locker room and it's also open
>okay so you're not exactly breaking in
>still fairly devious
>you cautiously turn the corner to the dressing area
>the coast is clear, so you locate Sunset's locker and enter the combination
>wait was that last number 38 or 83?
>you don't have much time to remember as you start to hear voices approaching the door
>fuck
>just try both of them you idiot
>you try the first one
>no good
>you hear the door opening and a group of chatting girls enter
>fuck fuck fuck
>you fumble around with the lock but finally enter in the second combination
>those girls are just around the corner
>not having time to do much else, you empty out Sunset's locker and shove yourself into it, hoping you don't make any noise in the process
>you shut the door just in time
>from the slits in the door, you can see a group of 4 girls dressed in tennis outfits reaching their lockers
>thankfully none of them seem to notice anything out of the ordinary
>also they're getting undressed
>hey there boner fancy meeting you here
>you can't help but watch as they strip out of their uniforms to reveal their lean, sweaty bodies
>fuck
>you notice the green girl, Lyra Heartstrings, is wearing a tiny white thong
>holy shit she wears a thong under her skirt to play tennis in
>what a slut
>also you need to start watching CHS tennis matches
>you have to remind yourself that now is not the time to get caught masturbating in a locker
>there's probably never a good time to get caught masturbating in a locker
>fortunately you only have to endure a couple more painfully erect minutes before the girls finish changing and leave

>>30564035
>>you can't just tell her no, can you?
>"Uhhh no."
>>oh I guess you can
Top kek
This is great

>>30565320

I haven't started. I've been busy working on other stuff.

>>30565829
more?

>>30565829
>you wait another minute in silence just to be sure no one else is coming
>also to let blood flow redirect away from your dick
>you know what maybe another minute
>okay you're good now
>you quickly open the locker and step out
>you bend down to grab Sunset's gym bag off the floor
>and find yourself staring up at a pair of mint colored legs, leading up to a short pink skirt
>and from your vantage point, a neatly shaven green and white landing strip as well
>boner, I can tell you're conflicted at the moment
>on the one hand, you happen to be staring up the skirt of a girl going commando
>on the other hand, there's a sense of impending doom telling you to retreat for fear of sudden impact
>given the option, retreat sounds really good right now
>"PERV!"
>you narrowly avoid a kick that would've been potentially devastating no matter where it landed
>you grab the bag and promptly book it the fuck out of the locker room
>pleasedontbechasingme pleasedontbechasingme
>you look back
>"Get back here you pervert!"
>fuck she's chasing me
>it's not that you're out of shape or anything, but up against an actual athlete you're not going to be running nearly as fast for nearly as long
>still you sprint past the other three girls on your way out of the gym
>you burst through the gym doors and immediately force them shut, pressing your back up against them
>you scan your surroundings for anything you might be able to block the doors with
>...nothing
>oh come on there's always something lying around to block a door with
>nope
>fuck everything
>you decide to forget about the doors and keep running
>or you would except for the bag you're carrying being partially caught in the doorway
>and of course these doors lock from the outside
>FUCK EVERYTHING

>>30567499
RUN

>you can hear the rapidly approaching footsteps of all four girls now
>you're about to get jumped by a group of athletic girls you just saw naked
>this was not a fantasy you needed to live out right now
>with a heave you are able to pull the bag free
>you might have heard a ripping sound coming from it but you didn't have time to worry about that
>those girls will be on you in seconds so you'll really have to haul ass if you're gonna make it to the front entrance of the school before they catch you
>but you're already winded so fuck that
>you run to the first door you see that looks like it might be unlocked
>it is
>bout fucking time something went your way
>you make it inside just before the gym doors barge open
>you wipe the sweat from your brow, fortunate to finally have a moment to collect yourself
>"Anon!"
>until you trip over a broom and fall face first into the uncomfortably familiar bosom of Sunset Shimmer

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>>30567517
wew lad

thats pretty lewd

>>30567517
>hello boner my old friend
"Sunset!? What the -"
>You are cut off by a voice coming from outside the door
>"Hang on, I think I heard something!"
>you panic
>well first Sunset dislodges your face from her chest, then you panic
>you frantically search for an escape route, but there are none, because you're in a janitor's closet
>you grab Sunset by the shoulders and whisper-shout at her
"Quick we gotta hide!"
>Sunset, to her credit, looks very calm
>still naked, and now extremely annoyed, but calm nonetheless
>which probably should've let you know in advance that shit was about to get real
>all of a sudden Sunset pushes you up against a wall, grabs you by the face, and sticks her tongue down your throat
>fuuuuuuuuuuuu
>okay your brain just flatlined
>anything you could've been thinking right now is lost forever
>your dick on the other hand is on full alert
>in fact Sunset might've noticed because she just planted her knee firmly up against your crotch
>uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
>you might've heard the closet door open
>you might've seen the beet red look of embarrassment and shock on the face of Lyra as she caught Sunset Shimmer rounding third base with a guy whom Lyra must have assumed was some random, lucky schmuck
>you might've felt Sunset's sigh of relief after Lyra abruptly slammed the door shut without saying another word
>you might've noticed all of those things, but you'll never know for sure, because that was 5 or 6 seconds worth of brain function you can never have back
>Sunset pulls away from whatever magical horse deathlock she had you in
>uuuuuuuuuck
>okay your brain is sorta working again
>maybe

>"Anon? Anon? You okay?"
>you look at Sunset
>Sunset is staring at you, looking concerned or something
>"Sorry Anon, I probably should've given you a heads up, but hey it got rid of Lyra, right?"
>uhh
>"Besides, maybe now she'll back off the whole creepy stalker vibe she's been giving me."
>uhh
>"I mean I know she has a girlfriend, but I think she's got this weird obsession with horses and hooves, and ever since she found out I was from Equestria, she won't stop bugging me to take her there. Says she wants to 'know what it's like to be ridden'. I can never tell if she means that literally or if it's a euphemism for sex."
"Sunset."
>"Yeah? "
"Clothes."
>you lift up the bag of clothes you got for her
>"Oh, right. Thanks. "
>she smiles sheepishly as she takes the bag from your hands
>Goddamn she's cute
>Lyra might be on to something with this whole wanting to fuck a horse thing
>or former horse, in this case
>"Anon? "
"Sup."
>"You got the wrong bag."
>she pointed to a name tag on the side of the bag labeled "Heartstrings"
>oops

>>30569110
>despite the apparent mix up, Sunset starts going through the bag for something useful
>"Don't worry, I think I can...wear...this."
>she pulls out the tennis outfit Lyra had on earlier
>"Why is it so sweaty?"
>well ya see I must've grabbed her bag by mistake right after she stripped her clothes off right in front of me
>or at least that's what you would say if your brain had recovered to full mental capacity
>it hasn't yet, in case you were wondering
>"Jeez, it's practically still warm. What'd you do, snatch it right off her back? No wonder she was chasing after you. "
>not exactly but close enough
>Sunset sniffs at the dress and recoils a bit, but shrugs and slips it on anyway
>"Better than nothing I guess"
>somehow Sunset managed to make the transition from fully naked to mostly clothed look incredibly sexy
>must've been the little shimmy she did to get the skirt part to drop past her waist
>that's when you notice the tear along the side of the dress from the hem up to the waist, leaving a noticeable portion of her hip exposed
>it probably doesn't help that the dress barely reaches Sunset's mid thigh
>not so sure if this is better than nothing after all
>"Shouldn't there be a pair of shorts to go with this?"
>you shrug
>judging from this being Lyra's bag, probably not
>"Oh. Ew."
>Sunset reaches into the bag and pulls out the thong Lyra had on under her uniform
>you were wondering where those went
>"Sorry, there's no way I'm wearing this."
"Huh wait why not?"
>"Look I know I may have different standards on clothing since I used to be a pony and all, but I am not about to wear anything that was up someone else's butt."
>she makes a strong argument
>which she somewhat negates when she takes a quick sniff of the offending garment
>goddammit Sunset stop doing this to me
>she scrunches up her face and tosses the underwear back in the bag
>finally, she pulls out a pair of tennis shoes and slips them on
>"I guess this will have to do for now."

bumping for more

>>30569646
also, making some drawing of sunset in a tennis outfit in the near future

>>30569646
>you watch from behind as Sunset carefully cracks open the door to peek out into the hallway
>you notice how that outfit which already shows a lot of leg rides up even more when she leans forward
>you recall from casual observation that tennis skirts aren't very good at concealing things
>they tend to sway and flow with every slight movement
>that's why you usually see female tennis players wearing shorts under them
>Lyra is just a huge slut
>also looks like she's a size or two smaller than Sunset
>basically Sunset was gonna need a change of clothes asap
>"The coast is clear. Let's go."
>she grabs you hand
>heh, lewd
>and leads you out into the hallway
>"Come on, we'll have to hurry! If we catch the next bus we should be able to make it on time."
>okay cool where are we going again?
>oh right, dress girl's fashion thing
>you forgot about that
>you'd love to keep forgetting about it
>but let's face it, you're hooked in deep now, motherfucker
>if Sunset said "hey Anon let's go to (insert location at the end of the earth)" right now you'd be right there with her
>this train has no breaks
>this ship has set sail
>there's no getting off Shimmy's Wild Ride
>if there's another metaphorical mode of transportation out there, then you're on it
>Destination: Waifu City
>Population: Sunset Shimmer
>there is a downside to this though
>it means that you're gonna have to go to a Goddamned fashion show
>because fuck everything

>>30571540

>>30572698

>>30572094
>be Sunset Shimmer
>you've had quite a day so far
>had tea with Twilight and Starlight in Equestria
>come back to find out the portal malfunctioned somehow
>the portal is closed and your journal is at home so you can't contact Twilight to fix it
>got caught without clothes and bashed your face into the school statue
>probably gave yourself a concussion
>woke up to a guy offering to find you clothes
>hid behind a patch of bushes that had too many gaps to properly hide behind
>didn't notice until the third car that drove by honking at you
>snuck into the school and hid in various supply closets until Anon stumbled into you
>faked a makeout session to run Lyra off
>might've made poor Anon jizz his pants

>now that you have a minute to think back on it, if it hadn't been for Anon you'd probably be running around town, getting yourself into increasingly embarrassing situations, trying to find some clothes or a way home without being spotted
>you appreciate that this whole time Anon hasn't complained or acted weird or tried to cop a feel -
>intentionally
>you think
>but still, you barely know the guy, aside from that time the school had to evacuate everyone and call in the bomb squad because of a prank he pulled
>okay the point is that he's been a big help when he didn't have to be
>you owe him big time
>you thought maybe that impromptu kiss would make it up to him somewhat
>can't really tell though
>certainly took care of that boner problem he had
>anyway, you'll figure out the best way to pay him back later
>right now you just want to make it to Rarity's fashion show before she starts presenting
>it's a shame you don't have time to go home and change first but maybe Rarity will have something you can wear when you get there

>>30573584

>>30573606
>be Anon
>you and Sunset reach the front steps of the school just in time to see a bus getting ready to pull off
>it's probably the last bus of the afternoon too
>because that's just the kind of day it's been
>Sunset takes off running
>also she still has some sort of magical horse death grip on your hand
>so now you're running
>like you said before
>it's not that you're out of shape
>really
>it's just that you don't like running
>but do like the way Sunset's skirt flutters and shifts in the breeze as she runs though
>so there's that
>you make it to the bus on time
>you're mostly just glad you didn't trip and fall
>based on Sunset's grip, you're convinced she would have physically dragged you the rest of the way instead of stopping
>you notice the awkward glances from passengers at the state of Sunset's dress as you board the bus
>Sunset finally releases your hand as you take a seat next to each other at the back of the bus
>Sunset pulls at the hem of her dress as she fidgets in her seat, trying to keep as much of herself covered as possible
"So uh, you wanna stop at your place to change out of that?"
>"No time, we're running late as it is. Hopefully Rarity has a dress I can change into at the show."
>ah yes
>the fashion show
>is it too late to go back and get beat up by Lyra and her tennis friends?
>at least then you'd have an excuse not to go
>"What's the matter, Anon? Wishing we could stop somewhere so you can change out of those pants?"
>wait what
>you look towards Sunset, who has a mischievous grin on her face
>she points down at your crotch which has a damp, dark spot where your boner once had its tent pitched
>oh
"Uhhh guess I forgot about that."
>Sunset leans in closer to you
>she grabs a hold of your hand
>"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you blew your load off of a kiss."
>then she starts guiding your hand towards her own lap
>"But only if you don't mind returning the favor."
>WAIT WHAT

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>>30574978
>>"But only if you don't mind returning the favor."

>>30574978
>okay where the fuck did this come from?
>you can only stare in shock as Sunset guides your hand between her legs
>as she does, the back of your hand covers the very short distance between the hem of her dress and her dripping wet pussy
>Jesus Christ she's fucking soaked down there
>did she just go into heat or something?
>is that even something humans do?
>is it even something horses do?
>upon contact, Sunset lets out a soft, stifled sigh
>well fuck, your hand is already down there you might as well do something with it
>you turn the palm of your hand towards her, gently massaging the sensitive area
>she let's out another sigh, more like a moan this time
>you look around at the other passengers to see if anyone is looking your way
>not yet
>that could change real quick if you keep this up
>eh, yolo motherfuckers
>you start running your middle and ring fingers up and down her slit
>you can feel the moisture draining from it
>this time she lets out a very low moan
>you could've sworn it sounded like a horse's whinny
>somehow this continues to go unnoticed by other occupants
>the excitement of knowing you could get caught at any moment is starting to get your adrenaline pumping
>Sunset leans back in her seat as you continue to massage her womanhood
>oh god she's doing that lip biting thing again
>you try not to get distracted but she's just so fucking hot when she does that
>you feel a familiar sensation building in your own lap
>auxiliary power is online
>all systems are go, captain
>you also start to feel a little bit worried
>you lean over and whisper to her
"Sunset I think we're gonna get caught."
>she responds in a short, breathy tone
>"Don't think. Just do."
>she then leans closer to you and takes the opportunity to shove her hand down your pants
>fuck
>no turning back now

>>30575665
>you hasten your rhythm as she grabs a hold of your throbbing member
>you begin to let your inner fingers sink into her slit, using the rest of your hand to cup her like a...
>like a squishy, sexy bowling ball
>hey you never claimed to be good at painting mental pictures
>you're apparently a little better at the physical aspect of it though as Sunset buries her face into your shoulder and lets loose a deep, gutteral moan
>not to leave you feeling neglected, she starts stroking your cock, using the residue from your closet encounter as lube
>fucking hell
>yeah, both your asses about to be caught now
>at least you'll get to remember this one
>together the two of you start to get a rhythm going
>back and forth, up and down, in and out
>each stroke compels the next to move faster
>at this point your eyes are clinched shut and you don't give a flying fuck about who is watching you
"Oh God, Sunset!"
>"Anon I'm almost there! "
"Ah fuck I'm gonna - I'm gonna -"
>"Anon! Anon!"

>"Anon wake up! We're here!"
>aw hell no
>don't tell me
>don't you fucking dare
>you open your eyes
>you look over at Sunset who is tapping you on the shoulder as she gets up from her seat
>a fucking dream
>fuck fucking everything

>>30575680
>a fucking dream
Holy shit anon, please continue, this is perfect so far.

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>>30575680
>dream

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>>30575680
>tfw i´ve had this kind of dreams only to be woken up by someone by accident

>>30575713
>>30575717
>>30575787
>>30576058
>Plot twist: Sunset fell asleep too and had a similar dream, but Anon was naked.

>>30570659
Yes, please. With a very short pleated skirt. Please.

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>>30546540
yes

>>30575680
I actually had a dream where i kidnapped a bunch of people i didn't like and was in the process of impaling them in my front yard. Then i wake up as the stake is about to go into one of their asses.
I was pissed.

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>>30575680
>fuck fucking for fucking ever
>okay maybe fuck wasn't the appropriate language to use in this instance
>this is more like the absence of fuck
>this was like abstinence
>celibacy even
>ah fuck that those words are too complicated
>you're really mad is what you're trying to say
>you barely say a word as you get off the bus and head into the venue of the...ugh...fashion show
>Sunset sidles up to you as you walk through the doors
>probably trying to conceal the tear in her dress
>she better not think her seductive horse magic is gonna work on you now though
>because it won't
>you're really mad remember
>anyway, you look around the place
>Crystal Preparatory Academy
>you don't know much about the school outside of the friendship games rivalry and the fact that snobby rich parents send their snobby rich kids there to learn how to be better snobs
>perfect place to host a pretentious fashion based competition for high school students
>you and Sunset follow the fancy signs down the fancy hallways to the fancy gymnasium where you see contestants making final adjustments to their outfits or ensembles or whatever
>"Sunset! You made it!"
>you see a group of Sunset's friends gathered near the back of the gym
>the pink one - Pinkie Pie - pretty easy name to remember - waves you and Sunset over to them
>"Sorry I'm late, girls. I've had a pretty rough day."
>the sporty girl, Rainbow Dash, gives off a smirk
>"Yeah well you're not the only one."
>the girls part from their semicircle formation to reveal Rarity, who is a sobbing wreck at the moment
>you and Sunset share a look
>"So uh, what did I miss?"
>you get the feeling that a long day just got a lot longer

>>30578555
>Rarity looks up from her hands
>mascara flowing down her face as the quiet girl - Fluttershy? - tries fruitlessly to wipe Rarity's face clean with a cloth
>"It-it-it's a dis-dis-disaster!"
>Rarity dropped her face back into her hands, further smearing the makeup that Fluttershy was unable to clean off
>as you stand there looking like a fish out of water, Sunset goes over to console her sobbing friend
>"Everything is gonna be alright, Rarity. Tell me what happened."
>"S-some stupid girl STOLE ALL MY DESIGNS!"
>"What? How?"
>"I have no idea! It shouldn't even be possible! B-but somehow she has exact copies of all the dresses I brought here, right down to the stitching! And I. KNOW. MY. STITCHING. when I see it!"
>the country girl, Apple-something-or-other chimes in
>"What I don't get is where those copycat dresses even came from? That girl didn't have any of them with her when she first got here. It's like she had 'em stored in some secret room somewhere."
>Sunset still looks like she doesn't quite understand
>"Can't you tell someone about this? Like the judges, or Dean Cadance?"
>"Even if we did, the girl already presented first. I reckon the judges would think Rarity is the one who copied her!"
>"Wait, Applejack, the presentations already started? It doesn't look like anything is set up yet."
>"Sugarcube, this is the auxiliary gym. The show's goin' on in the main gym over there."
>Applejack points to a row of double doors on the left
>hey wait this is the auxiliary gym?
>this shit is huge
>jesus christ how big must be main gym be?
>"Rarity is supposed to go on soon, but if we can't get this all sorted out -"
>"My future will be ruined! RUINED!"

>>30579142
>Pinkie Pie offers Rarity a tissue, which she takes and blows her nose into as loudly and dramatically as possible
>"There there, Rarity. We still have plenty of time! Twilight and her Crystal Prep friends should be back with the dresses from our music video shoot any minute now."
>"B-but Pinkie, those dresses - while still fabulous - were for a music video! A fashion show has a completely different set of standards!"
"Yeah, for starters, anything worn at a fashion show can't be remotely functional for anything else."
>suddenly Sunset and her friends are all looking at you
>fuck you said that out loud didn't you
>yeah you did
"Kidding!"
>okay at least they're not looking like they're gonna beat you up still
>you hope
>the rainbow haired one walks up to you all antagonistically
>"So Sunset, who's your friend?"
>Sunset thankfully vouches for you
>"Oh! Girls, this is Anon. Anon, meet Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity
>Rainbow gives me the 'I've got my eyes on you' hand gesture, but other than that, you receive a fairly warm welcome

>>30579186
>be Sunset Shimmer
>be trying to understand how this could've happened
>be failing
"Rarity, do you remember showing your dresses to anyone before today?"
>"Not a soul! Not even Sweetie Belle was allowed in my studio while I was working. This morning when I arrived was the first time I've taken them all out of their bags since I finished, but there's no way she could've reproduced them in less than one afternoon! It's simply impossible!"
>Pinkie leans into view from a seemingly impossible angle
>well, impossible for anyone but Pinkie Pie
>"Not unless she recently discovered a way to magically reproduce clothing from scratch in an instant."
>Pinkie Pie you are a genius
>"Tee-hee, I know!"
"Pinkie I didn't say that out loud."
>"Oh, um, never mind!"

>be Anon
>be very confused right now

>be Sunset again
>you finally have a working theory, but you'll need a couple of things before you can prove it
"Pinkie, you said Twilight was on her way here?"
>she nods
"Okay, let me know as soon as she gets here."
>"Okie dokie lokie!"
"In the meantime, does anybody know where this copycat dressmaker is now?"
>the girls scan the room before Rarity points her out
>"There she is! The girl who wants to ruin my career before it even begins! Suri Polomare."
>you see her exiting the main gym, looking very proud of herself before she heads for the auxiliary gym exit
"Girls, you hold tight until Twilight shows up. Anon, come with me."
>"Huh wait what now?"
>you grab Anon by the hand and lead him towards the exit
"You and I are gonna find out exactly what this Suri Polomare is up to."

>>30579347
please continue.

>>30579347
You have my undivided attention.

>>30579347
>be Anon
>be confused still
>you were just in a room with Sunset and her friends
>the same friends that Sunset regularly solves problems and beats up bad guys with
>and yet here she is
>solving problems with you instead of them
>you don't get why-oof
>fuck she just stopped walking
>and you just bumped into her
>and she had just leaned over
>and now your crotch is pressed up against her ass
>she turns and whisper-shouts at you
>"Anon!"
>you put up your hands defensively
"Sorry I wasn't paying attention!"
>"Funny, you couldn't keep your eyes off me before. What happened?"
>a fucking cockblock dream happened, that's what
>you know she's just teasing but still
"What did you stop for?"
>she points around the corner
>you peer around her and see a door marked 'Storage Closet'
>"She just went through that door. I have a feeling she's hiding something in there."
>A few seconds later, the door opens and Suri walks out
>followed closely by a meek-looking turquoise-haired girl
>"She's coming this way! Hide!"
>no problem Sunset
>if by 'hide' you mean 'let me forcefully shove you into this girls bathroom'
"Hey, ease up with the pushing!"
>"Quiet!"
>you and Sunset wait silently in this extravagantly decorated restroom -
>seriously does every inch of this fucking place have to scream 'we're pretentious tryhard douchebags, yay us!'
> - while you wait for Suri and her assailant to pass by
>Sunset peers out the door and gives you the all clear
>as you exit the restroom you fail to notice the loose thread from Sunset's dress caught in your belt buckle
>as she increases the distance between you, the thread stretches and pulls from the seam along the back waist of the dress
>until it snaps, separating the garment halfway around the back and exposing half of Sunset's bare ass
>"Aw come on!"
>I'd love to
>pfft shut up boner

>>30581033
>after everything the two of you have been through today, you can't help but burst into laughter at this latest mishap
>red faced, Sunset grabs the torn ends of her skirt and holds them together with a fist
>"Shut up Anon! "
"Hey I didn't say anything."
>me neither
>boner for the last time shut the fuck up
>"Look let's just get inside that closet before they come back."
"If we get caught, should we make out again? Worked the last time."
>"Anon..."
"Hey, do you think those two were making out in there?"
>"Will you grow up? Honestly I'd have been better off bringing Pinkie Pie!"
"...So would you two have made out in there?"
>"Ugh!"
>Sunset practically slams the door open and you both walk in, shocked by what you see
>"What in Equestria...?"
"I know, right? Their storage closets are bigger than our whole faculty break room! The fuck are they trying to prove?"
>"No, Anon! The dresses!"
>oh yeah
>there's a shitload of dresses in here
>stacks upon stacks of dresses, lining the floor, hanging from every pipe and pole and shelf within arm's reach
>Sunset picks one up to examine it
>subsequently letting the tattered half of her skirt fall to the wayside
>"Any of these look familiar to you? "
"Uhhh maybe?"
>hard to tell when you're too busy staring at Sunset's glorious ass cheek
>she must've noticed because she tosses a dress at your face
>"These all look exactly like the dresses all of those designers are presenting at the fashion show!"
"Huh. You think maybe she swapped them all out with fakes?"
>"Even if she could've done it without anyone noticing, that's still a crazy amount of work. I think I have an idea of what's going on, I just need to be able to prove it."

>>30581468
>proof?
>there's a fucking closet full of the other contestants' dresses
>you could just alert whoever is in charge, get Polocunt disqualified, and be on our way
>but hey you're not the brains of this outfit so whatever
>as Sunset rummages through all this shit looking for...something, you notice that the dress she smacked you in the face with is probably about her size
"Hey since we're here, why don't you change into one of these? I won't look this time, I promise!"
>Sunset shakes her head
>"No, if Suri saw me wearing one, she'd know we were in here. We can't risk it."
>but you'll risk getting caught by staying here to look for some mysterious macguffin?
>towards the far side of the 'closet', you notice a small table with a sewing machine on it
"Wish I knew how to sew. I could've just fixed up what you have on."
>as you approach it, Sunset glances over and quickly blocks your path
>"Anon, I'd stay away from that if I were you..."
"Dude, chill, it's a just sewing machine."
>"It's also glowing."
"Oh. I'm guessing they don't normally do that?"
>before either of you could tell what was happening, the damaged ends of Sunset's dress begin to glow the same color as the sewing machine, eventually starting to pull the entire dress - along with Sunset - towards it
>"Anon..."
>well shit

>>30530062
>pastebin #1

is that the end? did the story die?
I need more

Bumperoni

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>>30576188

hey guys >>30570659 here, currently doing that drawing i said i was gonna do
still gotta fix some anatomy issues and fix the perspective a bit, but i wanted to let you guys know that im delivering this thing soon-ish
also, any feedback is ´ppreciated

>>30583481
A little early to tell but looks promising, can't wait for the finished product

>>30583481

Definitely getting the hair right.

>>30581991
>guess it's not just a sewing machine
>Sunset tries to resist whatever crazy magical forces are acting on her, but dice
"I got you!"
>from behind her, you wrap your arms around her waist pulling her to safety
>or trying to pull her to safety
>failing to pull her to safety
>okay you know what
>you take it back
>you are out of shape
>because you are pulling as hard as you can and you are still losing a tug of war with a sewing machine
>you don't actually know what will happen if she gets pulled into that thing
>you don't intend to find out either
>eventually the threads of the dress begin to pull apart, gradually unraveling at the seams
"Sunset what the fuck is happening?!"
>"I don't know!"
"Is it almost over?!"
>"I don't know!"
"Is there anything you do know?!"
>"That you need to shut up and pull!"
>okay fine
>with one last desperate heave, you pull
>"Actually Anon I think we're good now - ahh!"
>and you fall flat on your back with Sunset crashing down on top of you
"Ha! Take that you stupid machine! Haha...ow."
>the back of your head smacked the floor pretty hard there
>doesn't matter you won
>sort of
"Hey Sunset we won right?"
>"Oof...define winning."
"Not getting eaten by a crazy magical killer sewing machine."
>"Then yeah I guess we did."
>Sunset rolls off of you - you resist the urge to whimper in protest - and stands to her feet
>"I don't think it was going after us though."
>you lift your head up off the floor in time to see Sunset - once again very naked - holding up a previously torn and ragged looking tennis uniform, now completely whole and in pristine condition
>what even is the fuck
>also you just had Sunset lying naked on top of you a second ago and you didn't realize it
>everything be fuck
>at least you get to watch her do that shimmy she does as she puts on the dress again
>your head hurts
>sleep is now

So aside from Gloriosa, who do you all want to be the subject of a WM Prompt?

>>30585465
Lemon Zest.

>>30583758
>be Sunset Shimmer
>good news is you've mostly uncovered the mystery of the duplicate dresses
>neutral news is you need to get back to the girls asap
>bad news is Anon is unconscious
>first priority is to get you both out of here before Suri gets back
>you open the door and unceremoniously drag Anon's limp body out of the room/closet/whatever
>you pull him around the corner in the direction opposite of the gym, stopping a reasonably safe distance away
>because you are so not dealing with getting caught right now
"Anon! Anon wake up!"
>you gently pat him on the cheek until he begins to stir
>"Mmm Sunset you're best pony..."
>aww that's the first time he properly called you a pony instead of a horse
>never mind the fact that you are neither at the moment
>"Muhhh I wanna ride..."
>sexual innuendo?
>"into da sunset..."
>double entendre and sexual innuendo?
>"...wit yooooou"
>aww it's just an incredibly corny pun
>that's kinda sweet
>but seriously wake up
>you tap him a little harder this time and he finally wakes up
>"Huh what hey Sunset did we get eaten?"
"No we didn't get eaten. Now let's go. I need to get back to my friends."
>"Oh sugar, I'm afraid you won't be going anywhere, huhuhuhm'kay?"
>you turn to see a very smug looking Suri Polomare staring at you
>"Pfft what's she gonna do, fashion us to death?"
>Anon shut up
>what you don't see are the long strips of glowing fabric slithering along the floor around you
>before you can react, the fabric wraps itself around your wrists and ankles, as well as Anon's
>"Well fuck it looks like she is gonna fashion us to death"
>for Celestia's sake, Anon

>>30585670
>"Well fuck it looks like she is gonna fashion us to death"
Kek. Please don't stop, I'm loving this green so much.

Senpai my dick is hard.

So hard.

>>30585465
Trixie (remember?), then Gloriosa.
Other than those, maybe do Ms. Cinch...

>>30585670
>be Anon
>be bound and gagged alongside Sunset
>and not in a fun way
>this crazy bitch and her magic cloth have dragged you back into the storage closet
>and by the way this thing is probably closer to a storage warehouse than a storage closet
>just saying it's kind of excessive
>anyway you think the bitch is about to start monologuing
>"Now let's get one thing perfectly clear, m'kay? I don't know why you've come here, nor do I care. All I know is that I came here to win, and having you two blab about my special means of production would complicate that. So let's just make sure that doesn't happen, heheh m'kay?
>fuck this bitch is annoying
>why couldn't you have run into a sensibly themed villain who just wanted to take over the world or steal lots of valuable shit
>Mrs. Mackey over here wants to use otherworldly magic to cheat at a goddamn high school fashion show?
>the fuck is wrong with you woman?
>"mmmf, mmfm!"
>the sound of Sunset's muffled shouts is kinda hot
>boner I swear to god
>"Sorry hon, I didn't catch that. You'll have to speak up, m'kay?"
>the fabric around Sunset's mouth glows and loosens
>"You have to stop this! Equestrian magic is very dangerous in this world. If you don't control it, it'll corrupt you - oomf!"
>the gag re-tightened around Sunset's mouth
>"Oh-hoho, but I do control it! I control it well enough to know when interlopers like you try and meddle with it! Oh, did you think I wouldn't know that you used MY machine and MY threading to repair your little dress? Did you think it was okay to use someone else's belongings for your own personal benefit without permission? Well it's not! M'kay?"
>hello, Kettle?
>yes Kettle, this is Pot
>I was just calling to let you know
>you're black
>"Luckily, by doing so you led me straight to you! So now I don't have to worry about you interfering. Now if you'll excuse me, my future awaits! Hehehem'kay."

>>30587150
Well, one Anon said they would be writing a Trixie green featuring Rarity, so I'm assuming that's being done atm

>>30587334
It's back!

>>30587334
>right now you want nothing more than to see Sunset smack that bitch down
>but first things first, you need to escape
>you noticed Polofuck didn't give you a chance to speak like she did with Sunset
>but that also meant she didn't bother re-tightening your gag
>which meant you had the opportunity to work it loose while she was monologuing
>with some skillful tongue action - and you have to restrain yourself from making jokes about your own tongue action - you are able to force the fabric down to your chin
>your hands are still bound behind your back and your feet bound out in front of you
>same goes for Sunset, who is still gagged on the opposite side of the room
>you lay on your side and roll your way over to Sunset
>you shuffle up to your knees in front of her and motion for her to lean closer
>trying not to make this any more awkward than it needs to be, you bite down on the gag from the side of her face, working it loose enough to drop to her neck
>"Thanks. Think you can untie my wrists?"
"Worth a shot. Lie down on your stomach."
>she does so, and you lean down to start biting at the knots securing her wrists
>while trying not to think about how close your face is to her ass
>after a few good tugs, you realize how much tighter these knots are compared to the gags
>and also how each tug causes her skirt to ride up more and more
"Dammit this isn't working."
>"What about my legs?"
>you look toward the bindings at her ankles
>the knots are all on the front side
"Fuck...turn over."
>she complies
>and just as you feared, her skirt has ridden up well past her crotch, putting her pussy on full display to you
>and you were about to be eye level with it
>Jesus H. Fucking Christ
>I feel your pain boner, I do
>would now be a bad time to make that joke about tongue action?
>FUCK YOU BONER

Sunset just cannot win

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Anon's boner just can't win.

i just love how anon´s boner is almost sentient and ready to pun

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>>30583481
>>30583724
>>30583734
hey guys, got another update, this one should give a better idea of the whole thing, perspective and anatomy are mostly fixed, again, if you have any feedback, that´ll be greatly appreciated

>>30590491
Every time I look at that shirt I can't help but think it's just been painted on. Not a bad thing at all though.

>>30590529
i'll give it some depth when i colour it along with some extra details

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aight, final update for tonight, this is a reaaaaally rough idea of the colouring, gotta fix some vectors before giving it the final and real color

any thoughts?

>>30590642
Fantastic work so far. You really nailed Sunny's skin color and squiggle.
If I have one concern it's that eye placement sees a little off, but given this is a wip you're probably working on that right now.

>>30590664
>nailed Sunny's skin color and squiggle.
whenever i do something sunset related i know her color scheme is all over the place so i try my best to make it as best as possible

>eye placement sees a little off
yeah, wasn't really sure about this at the beginning, but now that i see it next to a sunset reference it's pretty obvious the eyes are smaller, not really sure about the position thing, gotta experiment a bit with it to be sure
maybe it'll fix itself once i make them bigger, also her missing eyelashes may have something to do with it

>>30590642
>>30590664
The eye placement looks like a perspective thing. It's kind of at a weird angle but otherwise it looks fine

>>30588236
>okay you can deal with this
>just close your eyes
>now bend down
>and imagine your mouth meeting Sunset where the sun don't shine
>fuck you can't deal with this
>it's just such a pretty looking puss though
>the nice natural patch of red and yellow hair helps accentuate her perfect pink -
>"Anon! Focus!"
>oh you're extremely focused
>just not on the right thing
>but she's right
>gotta get outta here
>maybe once you get her untied you can give her a quick celebratory kiss on the lips
>either pair of lips would suffice
"Okay I'll be honest, I'm not gonna be able to do this without making it weird. Is there anything else in here we can use?"
>"How would we even reach - wait. Anon, do you remember what it was that triggered that sewing machine the first time?
"You mean when it tried to eat us? All I remember is wanting to use it to fix your dress."
>"That gives me an idea. But first I really wish I had a dress that was made of this fabric used to tie us up!"
>before you know it, your bindings begin to glow and unravel, the fabric spooling itself into thread as the machine summons it forth
>wow that was a lot easier than when you almost got eaten
>come to think of it, Sunset has almost gotten eaten twice in this room
>I already know where you're going with that, stop it

>>30590730
>the nice natural patch of red and yellow hair helps accentuate her perfect pink
goddamn son. Keep this going, you're doing God's work.

>>30590642
do yourself a favour m8 >>30555499

>>30590730
>now freed from the freaky free-floating fabric, you take a moment to stare at this glowing sewing monstrosity at work
>shit was like something out of an old school Disney movie but had the potential to go Final Destination on you real quick
>it was unsettling as fuck
>you look back at sunset
>Sunset is already onto her feet, straightening out her dress
>"I can't believe that actually worked."
>she extends a hand and helps you up to your feet
"I can't believe that thing hasn't shredded us and sewn us back together like human flesh dresses yet."
>"Dude. Ew."
"I have an overactive imagination."
>also kek Sunset just called you dude
>"Yeah, well, let's just get out of here before it does that."
>you grab Sunset's hand as she turns to leave
>l-lewd
"Hang on. Poloslut said that dress you have on led her right to us. How do we keep that from happening again?"
>"You think she can track down anything that was run through that sewing machine?"
"It's a solid guess."
>"Anon I hope you aren't planning on having me run around a school naked again, because that's not happening."
>the thought hasn't crossed your mind, but now...
"No not at all. Look, you stay here and I'll go find your friends. We'll come get you and then you guys can blast Polotroll into last season's fashion trends."
>"No, if she comes back before you do, she'll just set a trap and then we'll all be caught. It's better if I'm with my friends so we can be ready for her, just in case."
>she pauses to take a look around at the wide assortment of outfits
>"There's gotta be something in here that wasn't sewn together by that machine."
>you look around the room
>then you look down
"Well..."

>be Sunset Shimmer
>you can't believe it actually happened
>Anon finally let you borrow his clothes
>yeah you definitely owe him big

Bump 2

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>>30557739
this meme now has a somber underlying meaning

page 9 is no place to be.

>>30591589
>be Sunset
>be having a hard time getting around in Anon's clothes
>it's not that Anon is a big guy, but his clothes are baggy and his belt doesn't have enough notches to tighten securely around your slim waist
>as a result, the pants sag quite a bit if you're not holding onto them
>having to clutch at your pants every 5 seconds makes sneaking around difficult, but you manage
>you make it to the hallway leading to the gym entrance without incident
>only to have to duck back around the corner as you spot Suri standing outside the doors
>crap
>you take a moment to consider your options
>you can confront her, try one last time to talk sense into her, and when that fails (because it will) you can provoke her into causing a scene and forcing her hand
>the problem with forcing her hand is that you have no idea how powerful she is or show desperate she is to hold on to that power
>you might not be able to stop her without all the girls' help, and you're not sure Twilight is here
>she could also tie you up immediately and prevent you from doing anything
>you can try luring her away from the doors, but you'd need a distraction, and you're not comfortable with using Anon as bait, even if he'd be willing
>not after all the two of you have been through today
>no, what you needed was a way to get to the girls without having to go through Suri
>"psst! Hey Sunset!"
>you turn around to find Pinkie Pie standing right behind you
"Pi-" you have to cover your mouth to keep from shouting "What are you doing here?"
>"Remember when you told me to tell you when Twilight got here? Well, Twilight's here, so since you're here, I'm here to tell you she's here! What are YOU doing here? And also why are we hiding?"
"I promise I'll explain everything later. Where are Twilight and the girls now?"

>>30594539
I swear Ponk got her stealth training from Batman and Snake.

>>30594552
Silly Anon, Batman and Solid Snake got their stealth training from Ponk!

>>30594709
What about naked snake and big boss?

>>30595056
Ponk

>>30595056

Big Boss taught Pinkie Pie, obviously.

>>30594539
>"They're in the dressing rooms getting ready. We better hurry because we're going on stage soon!"
"Wait. We? But -"
>before you know it, Pinkie is pulling you down the hall in the opposite direction of the gym entrance
>"This way is faster. C'mon!"

>be Anon
>be sitting around in your boxers in a storage closet full of dresses, waiting for a girl wearing your clothes to save the day from an evil fashionista and her magic sewing machine
>not exactly how you would've envisioned this day going, but yeah
>beats having to sit through a fashion show
>you start to hear footsteps approaching
>Sunset?
>No, the tennis shoes she's wearing wouldn't be making this much noise
>you wait to see if the footsteps continue down the hallway
>nope, they're getting louder
>fuck
>hey wait, this is your big chance
>take out Polohomo here and now
>Sunset and her friends don't have to lift a finger
>you get to be the hero and everyone gets to go home in appropriate clothing
>now you just need a blunt object to smash over her head
>not that you couldn't totally take her 1v1
>but that bitch has magic
>you need an equaliser
>and you know just the thing
>as the footsteps grow closer, you glance over at that accursed sewing machine
>you grab it and stand beside the door, raising it high over your head
>the door opens
>hey wait that's not Polowhatsherface fuck abortabortabort
>"AHH!"
"AHH!"
>aaand crash

>be Sunset
>you follow Pinkie several hallways down to the Crystal Prep dance studio
"Pinkie, this is halfway across the school. Why would the dressing room be setup here?"
>"That's because this ain't no stinking dressing room, bacon-hair."
>for the last time, your hair looks nothing like bacon
>you trace the source of the offending voice to a blue haired girl you remember from the Friendship Games, Indigo Zap, flanked by fellow CPA students Sour Sweet, Sunny Flare, Sugarcoat, and Lemon Zest
>"Ladies and... more ladies, welcome to the War Room."

>>30595056
Naked Snake IS Big Boss.

It goes from The Boss to Big Boss to Ponkers and Solid Snake.

>>30596229
she either killed/knocked THE fuck out of twilight or polobitch

>>30596598
shit, i meant, he

>>30596229
Hey man, if this thread dies you should move over to fingerbang. You should also consider Fimfiction, I bet it would do good there too.

>>30596984
I'm mean sure if he wants his story to die seeing as fingerbang is a greentext graveyard. Honestly seeing as Sunset is the focus of the incident/story he could move it to the Sunset thread, by doing that he wouldn't be fighting for attention like in FB.

>>30596598
More likely Coco, since she was following Suri around earlier.

>>30596984
Thanks I'll consider it

>>30596229
>be Anon
>be really glad you avoided smashing that turquoise haired girl in the head
>be equally glad that you didn't avoid smashing that sewing machine into a thousand pieces on the floor
>that was very satisfying
>fuck yeah breaking things
>you look back to the girl recoiling in fear
"Oh jeez, sorry! I thought you were - wait weren't you in here with Polofallacio earlier?"
>"Well she's my boss, so -"
"So you're working for her?"
>"Yes, as an assistant - but I only run errands and fetch her coffee! She used to have me make dresses, until she found that enchanted thread..."
>wait so it's the threading that's magic?
"Hang on, you're telling me you didn't help her make any of these fake dresses?"
>"Um...these aren't the fake dresses."
"Wha - but the original dresses were at the - if these are the originals then that means -"
>you glance over at Sunset's discarded tennis outfit
>the one that was repaired by that machine
>which apparently gave Polowhore some sort of power over it
"If all those dresses at the fashion show are the fakes..."
>you need to find Sunset
>like right now
"Come on, we gotta go!"
>the girl calls out to you as you rush out the door
>"You're really going out in that?"
>you look down
>at your boxer shorts
>oh, right
>because fuck everything

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