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Reverse Gender Roles Equestria

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"Porn dumps kill threads" edition

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Twilight is not a sunhat tipper. She's a gifted mind who thought she was too good to hang out with plebs, because she had better things to do. She probably has the biggest Trixie (Chad) potential out of the Mane Six.
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We A L I C O R N M I L K now?
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>>30538505
Most nutritious
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>>30538591
They look very soft and squeezable.
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>>30538353
>being this beta
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>>30538353
No wonder I couldn't find the thread.

Learn to make OPs before you go an do one yourself, asswipe.
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>>30538841
If RGRE doesn't work just type "Reversed" famalam.

Not op btw.
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>>30538846
He didn't even bothered to link the previous thread.

It's common decency/general-making 101.
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>>30538853
Emergency thread creation.
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>>30538865
here we go again
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>>30538865
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I need all the greens with overly aggressive and possessive mares
Fluff or smut, or even comedy idc
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>>30538865
THICCC
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Nice milk themed thread. But now we get into the important questions, such as which alicorn has the best tasting milk?

Keep in mind Cadance is married and Twilight is still growing into her alicornhood.
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>>30538841
Just highlight it.
/reversed? gender roles equestria|RGRE/i
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I really want a pic of Celestia wearing MEGAMILK bootyshorts with big full teats seen straining against the fabric between her legs.

I should post this in the draw thread.
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>>30539161
Post a link when you do, I need to fill up my cereal bowl.
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>>30539207
I'm sure it'll get filed under 'pics that'll never be made.'
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>>30538892
I want to massage and rub Dash's tiny teats to make them grow until she's practically a leaky, grumbling faucet.
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Previous Thread:

>>30518187
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>>30539233
>Constant sexual stimulation out of season can fool a mare's body into thinking she pregnant.
>Dash loves the no-strings relationship she has with you and won't ever give it up.
>Hell, there's been no downsides at all! Kinky sex whenever she wants, a mister whose practically a sister, and no sharing.
>But she's felt off recently. Like literally her center of gravity is off.
>And there's the odd pressure on her lower belly.
>Eh. Probably nothing.
>One day while relaxing on her back, Dash looks down at gets a shock.
>Her teats, which were once just nipples on her lower belly, have gotten to the size you'd see on an expecting mom.
>But her still flat belly rules that out.
>What the fuck is going on?!
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>>30538353
What happened to the last thread? Only 336 posts, did it fall off page 10 or did mods do something?
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>>30539328
it's still in the archive, so it probably fell off in the middle of the night.
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>>30539316
>Rainbow is equal parts embarrassed and shamefully aroused when you milk her, making the problem go away for a few days.
>This is a problem ponies would expect out of like Rarity or Fluttershy, not a marely mare like Rainbow!
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>>30539335
>fell off
This never happens. Who let this happen? Are Australians being lazy fucks or did gookmoot finally ban them?
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>>30539102
Celestia's milk is probably sweeter because of her sugar intake, Luna's is probably a lot healthier for you, but doesn't have as much taste.
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>>30539102
>Celly
Thick, creamy and a little sugary. At that perfect "put you to sleep" temperature. Cures minor illnesses and can even slow aging if consumed often enough (a trait shared by all alicorns) Faint hint of whatever sweets she was eating that day.
>Luna
Impossibly smooth. Not as thick as Celestia's, but still thicker than normal. Refreshingly chilled and can invigorate even the most exhausted drinker. Rich creme flavor.
>Cadence
Normal texture and temp, but so rich in nutrition that you could sustain someone (or an alicorn foal) on a single mouthful a day. Flavor is indistinguishable, but it invokes loving and nostalgic memories.
>Twilight
Slightly watery, but so charged with magic that a single gulp will leave you wired for hours. More of a fizzy flavor than milk. Good luck getting any normal stuff, though. Twilight's fascination with her body's changes have lead to more than one experiment on herself. You're more likely to encounter self-made dairy products like various yogurts or ice creams than anything if you dare to ask.

>When you go back an realize that you just wrote stuff about princess boob juice
I need to leave /mlp/ and not come back
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>>30538452
>>30538505
>>30539102
>>30539161
>>30539316
>>30539522
Not RGR
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>>30539335
>>30539388
it's because the discussion in this thread belongs in other threads. this is no longer an RGRE general, but a lewd/fetish literally this time. see: breastfeeding/milking thread now. here's an attempt to bring it back on-topic:
how do stallions in RGRE, who are supposed to be the primary caretakers, view the task of breastfeeding foals? do they nag the mares to do it often enough, or to eat the right things until the foal is weaned?
could mares flaunt their tits at stallions, along with their hips, to show that they'd make good mothers, and the stallion wouldn't have to worry about them feeding them often enough?
"suck my tits" or "drink my milk" or something similar could probably be an insult when used by one mare on another, implying that you're so weak she takes pity on you.
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>Be Anon
>It was that time again
>The bad time
>And not the bad time during the night when you try to figure out how to make a hangman's knot without looking it up
>No...
>This was worse
>Much, much worse...
>"Come on, you're doing great, Anon! If you knead the bread a little more it'll be PERFECT."
>You were standing in a kitchen
>You had a lump of dough in your hands and a bowl of flour next to you, and you were kneading said dough with all of the fineness of a man who just couldn't quite find a fuck to give
>"No, not like that, Anon. You gotta be a bit more gentle with it. Look, watch how I'm doing it."
>Did you also mention that you were wearing an apron?
>Because you were
>It was frilly and pink and had hearts all over it
>The thing was also tiny--only going down to your belly button--and it did nothing at all to shield you from all of the flour, eggs, dough, and whatever else you had been working with today
>"Like this, Anon. Squeeze and flick. Just squeeze and flick."
>Spike was standing next to you
>Well, not standing exactly...
>Since he was such a tiny little lizard, he was forced to stand on top of a stool so that his stubby little arms could reach the counter top
>While this would have usually been HILARIOUS, you were so fucking giant that you had to bend down like some kind of idiot so you could work your dough
>To anyone watching, you were sure it made a startling contrast...
>"You're doing great, Anon," Anon voice said behind you.
>You snorted, looking over your shoulder so that you could look at the one that had dragged you into this kitchen
>Motherfucking Princess Twilight "these wings aren't just a phase dad" Sparkle
>The princess was sitting at a table, as she had been for the last three hours
>Sitting around her were the results of both your and Spike's culinary skills
>His looked fantastic; the kind of food that you'd see in a magazine
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>>30539594
>how do stallions in RGRE, who are supposed to be the primary caretakers, view the task of breastfeeding foals? do they nag the mares to do it often enough, or to eat the right things until the foal is weaned?
It's up to the mare to feed the foals if she's available, but it's the stallions responsibility to make sure the mare eats right to produce milk, and to make sure there is enough milk or a viable substitute stored if the mare isn't available all the time. He becomes the micromanager when it comes to the foals.
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>>30539594
Who the fuck do you think you're fooling? It's because of porn spam threads, retard.
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>>30539538
>>30538452 is RGR.
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>>30539522
there is literally nothing wrong with milking your mare

it promotes a healthy and intimate relationship
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>>30539669
>Perfectly browned bread, salads, sandwiches, pancakes that looked like they'd melt in your mouth on the first bite
>And then there was your shit
>Bread that had been burned so that it looked like a hockey puck
>Pancakes that could have beaten someone to death
>A plate of cookies that were so foul they seemed to drink in the light of the room
>A bowl of soup that looked like swamp water
>And you weren't even going to get into your cookies...
>You eyed everything on the table, before looking at the princess
"I think you and I have a different definition for the word great," you said, giving your dough a squeeze before slamming it into the counter
>Spike huffed
>"Gentle, Anon, gentle," he said. "You don't want to upset the dough."
"The dough's not some fucking high school goth kid. It's dough," you replied
>"Anon, language," Twilight gently chastised. "And if I were you I'd listen to Spike. I've never met a better cook in my whole life."
>Spike puffed up in pride at the statement, finishing up his dough with a flourish and tossing it into a bowl
>You, however, weren't so moved
"That's all well and good, but why the hell do I need to learn this shit?"
>"Language, Anon," Twilight said, hopping out of her chair and making her way over toward you. "And you need to learn this because it's important for a stallion like yourself."
>"Yeah!" Spike said, tossing a wet towel over his bowl and pushing it away. "The best way to a mare's heart is her stomach after all."
>"That's right," Twilight said. "It's important for stallions to be able to prepare delicious, healthy meals for his herd and children."
"Really?" you said, tossing your ball of dough into the air before letting it fall onto the table. "Well, unlike ponies, we human's don't need to do any of that, since, you know, we drive our kids out of the nest right after they're born to they can fend for themselves."
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>>30539669
>Spike, the master chef, teaching Anon how to be a kitchen colt

Yes.
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>>30539695
You're right
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>>30539594
Yeah, I can agree with teats and hips having special meaning. The mares with the biggest teats win, but only to an extend. If a mare has enormous teats (think, say, Fluttershy having teats the size of what you would expect to see on Celestia), the that would be unattractive. Stallions would see hips&teats that are too big, and the message they get is that the mare is only good for providing foals and won't be able to work and provide for the stallion and their child.
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>>30539669
>"You're doing great, Anon," Anon voice said behind you.
My god. There's two of them. Ponuts everywhere will never be the same.
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>>30539806
>and the message they get is that the mare is only good for providing foals
Perfect, I'll take her.
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>>30539806
Unless we're getting into Milky Way territory I don't think things like the back problems meme would apply to an equine body type.
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>>30539756
>For a moment, Twilight's eyes lit up
>The tip of her horn glowed, and with a pop a piece of parchment and a quill appeared out of thin air
>Oh here we go...
>You braced yourself as the alicorn opened her mouth, ready for the barrage of questions
>Thankfully, Spike, ever your little nigga, cleared his throat
>This caused Twilight to pause
>Gears started to turn
>Critical thinking was applied
>The smile on her face slowly but surely turned into a frown, and her nose scrunched up like it always did when you made up some bullshit story
>"Anon..." she said
>And there we go...
>Too her only a couple of seconds this time...
"What? It's a good way to weed out the weaker kids," you said, turning your attention back onto your dough. "No one gets all that hurt; except all of the kids that get taken by wolves I guess..."
>"Horse apples," Spike said, coughing into a claw
>Your gaze flicked up to him
"Why don't you go and horse apples yourself another loaf of bread or something, smart guy?" you said, sticking your tongue out at him
>Spike giggled, grabbing another bowl and sliding it over to you
>"I think you kneaded that enough, Anon," he said. "Now we just need Twilight to..."
>Twilight perked up
>"Oh yeah. Give me a second."
>The tip of her horn glowed
>Both you and Spike watched as her purple aura surrounded your bowls
>"You know, most ponies need to wait hours for their bread to set," the little dragon said
>You snorted
"Yeah? Well I get around all of this nonsense by sexually harassing ponies at the market until they give me things to eat."
>That tactic worked a little better than most people would think
>Once, you even managed to get a cooked turkey from flustered gryphon
>You had thought it weird that a bird cooked another slightly smaller bird, but you HAD eaten like a king for a couple of day
>Eventually, Twilight's aura disappeared from the bowl and the alicorn smiled
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>>30539756
>Anon hates cooking
>Anon acts all cutey and lovey dovy to the one that forced him to cook
>Acts like they did it for her and gives her the worst food imaginable so she will eat it
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>>30539838
>Fluttershy, with her big teats and wide hips, thought that the only way she could lose her virginity was to hire a prostitute (also known as a stallion of the night), but then Anon came along.
Dammit, now I want to read something sappy where Anon looks through ponies' perceived ugliness.
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>>30539883
Anon is the worst house-husbando ever. I'll bet he doesn't even bring his horse-wife/wives their slippers and pipe as soon as they get home from work.
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>>30539880
>"There you two go. Now just put the finishing touches on your bread and I'll have it cooked up in a jiffy!" she chirped
"Yeah, let's get this over with I guess," you said, pulling the towel off your bowl and looking down at your bread
>It looked fine for now, but you knew not to get your hopes up
>Every time Twilight used her magic to cook your grub something screwy happened, as all of the carnage at the table showed
>You must have looked upset, because Spike places a claw on your shoulder
>"Hey, I'll be fine this time. You did everything you were supposed to," he said
"Yeah, but I did everything I was supposed to on the last dish, and the dish after that, and looked what happened there," you replied, shrugging.
>"Aw, come on, it's not that bad, Anon," Twilight assured
"If It wasn't that bad you wouldn't have almost broken your teeth trying to eat that donut I made, Twi."
>Twilight opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it
>"...At least you're starting to get better?"
>You gave the mare a look
>She giggled nervously
>"Welllllll, why don't we go ahead and see about that bread huh?"
>"Give me a second and I'll put the dough on pans," Spike said, quickly hopping off his stool and scurrying across the kitchen
>In a matter of moments, he had a pair of pans in his claws and he was climbing back into the stool
>Dropping both balls of dough into the pans, he gave Twilight a thumbs up
>"Alrighty, do your thing Twilight!"
>"Alright!" the alicorn said, the tip of her horn glowing
>Two beams shot from her horn, hitting the balls of dough
>There was a hiss, then a puff of smoke
>When the smoke cleared, you saw that Spike's bread was perfect
>Perfectly browned and a perfect circle, with a dorky little heart carved into it
>Yours on the other hand...
>You could feel an eye twitched as you looked down at the smoking, black... thing in front of you
>Twilight and Spike looked as well, one exasperated and one confused
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>>30539973
Love slice of life RGRE
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>>30539973
>"How...?"
>"Oh Celestia, not again..."
>The three of you stood there in silence for a good minute or two
>...
>Goddammit
>Clearing her throat, Twilight gave your ass a little pat
>"Well... lets just hope you get into a rich her, A--HEY!"
>Frowning harder than you've ever frowned, you turned around and picked the princess up
>In her surprise, Twilight kicked and flapped her wings, but you made sure to hold onto her nice and tight as you made your way over to a corner in the room and sat down
>"Anon, what are you doing? Put me down!" a flustered Twilight said
"No," you said, staring at the corner resolutely. "This is your fault for making me do this shit so we're suffering together."
>"It's just cooking!"
>Your eyes narrowed down to slits
"It's a big deal when you have to do it for hours just to find out you're a giant fucking Sweetie Belle," you hissed
>Twilight frowned
>"Language."
>You growled
"We're. Sitting. Here. Dammit."
>Spike, looking at you, shook his head
>"Hyoo-mans are weird..."
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>>30540033
Alright, I'm done
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>>30540033
Silly nerd hoers
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>>30539950
i think there are already some greens about that. if not in RGRE, then in AiE.
good luck finding them tho.
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>>30539594
Or scary thought, the stallions do the feeding.
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>You and your pals stumble out of the bar and onto the sidewalk one by one, hooping and hollering loudly as you egress.
>"Nooo, that's not truuuee! Shut up you-you big.... dumb!" Caramel laughs out, swaying.
"You are dude, you so freakin' are!"
>"You best be careful. If ah was fixin' tuh take advice on who was queer'r not, ah'd be hard-pressed tuh find more of an expert on the subject than ol' anon here," Big Mac sneers.
>Your group 'Oooo's loudly at well-timed diss.
"Ohhh, fuck you! Fuck you right up the face!"
>"Thanks fer the offer, but ah ain't inta' guys."
"Then maybe you should stop hammering Applejack you repress'd, country-azz bumpkin!" you slur.
>Another round of hoots at your retort, this one louder and seasoned with a slew of southern-flavored insults slung in your direction.
>The six of you continue with this sort of back and forth for three blocks before something catches your attention.
>A haggard-looking salary-mare trots quietly on the other side of the street, keeping to herself despite your loud volume and the shared direction your group had been heading in for the last minute or two.
"Oh shit boys, target sighted!" you cry loudly enough for both here and them to hear, tapping the big red one on the neck to gain his attention.
>The business mare turns her ears toward you but continues on their merry way, likely desensitized to your meaningless shouting and unaware that she had just been centered in your autistic crosshair.
"Okay shuddup you faggoos," you instruct, swinging your hand at them, "I'm gonna get us laid."
>Caramel shakes his head frantically.
>"Oh buck, what're you gonna do? Anon, don't do anything cr---"
"AYY GUUURL."
>Her head turns just a smidgen and your friends flinch.
"Yeah you! It's all you, baby!"
>She turns her head all the way this time, fitting herself with a nervous smile.
>She waves at your group sheepishly.
>"Oh buck, shut up you idiot! You're gonna get us RAPED or something," Caramel laughs out.
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>>30539880
>"Yeah? Well I get around all of this nonsense by sexually harassing ponies at the market until they give me things to eat."
>>That tactic worked a little better than most people would think
>>Once, you even managed to get a cooked turkey from flustered gryphon
FANTASTIC
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>>30540109
They mercifully don't have nipples, but this is a fairly strong possibility in EqG. Like women, men can lactate with the right kind of constant stimulation. It's said to be useful if the mother dies, and there are cases of it happening in places like Africa.
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>>30540033
>>"Well... lets just hope you get into a rich her
>get into a rich her
Freudian slip?
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>>30540146
>Anon lands a 20 on his seduction roll
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>>30540146
>>30540182
>you will never sexually tease and fluster a cute little griffoness until she fluffs up
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>>30540200
I like to imagine that fluffing up is much more intimate than a pony poofing up their chest tuft. Making a griffoness so flustered that she fluffs up is like making someone cum in their pants.
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>>30540264
If fluffing up also keeps the purpose of trying to look big and intimidating to whatever is triggering your fight or flight instincts, then that has some weird implications for griffon courtship.
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>>30540113
more
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>>30540313
>griffon courtship is usually forceful and rough, at least in the beginning when securing a mate
I accept this.
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>>30538353
>Do a porn dump on Friday.
>Stays up until Sunday.
>No more porn.
>Thread killed on Monday.
/mlp/ mods everyone!
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>>30540113
>You ignore him, even going so far as to cup your hands around your mouth to spite him and focus your volume.
"Damn girl you are FINE. And I'm not talkin', fuckin'... CUTE, like all fuzzy rainbow horses are, I mean FINE. 'Call you for a rematch the next day' fine, you know what I'm sayin'!?"
>The mare's calm walk is disturbed slightly at that last statement.
>She begins to look around, as if she's trying to confirm that there isn't another mare directly behind her that was the real focus of your attention.
"Nuh uh! Don't look around! You know who I'm talkin' to!"
>The salary-mare swallows and attempts to speak, failing multiple times to offer a rebuttal to your heckling.
>"Oh my gooood," Caramel whines, hiding his smirking face behind his hoof, "shut up, ACTUALLY shut up, now."
>The white and blue stallion on your rear right snickers and lifts the can in his hoof to his mouth, chugging the contents before slamming the tiny thing into the ground.
>"Woo! That tie would look a lot better on the ground!" he joins in drunken stupor.
>There's an awkward pause as the lot of you consider his statement before he chimes back in.
>"You know, cuz you'd take it off! Uhh, before we had sex!"
>"Soarin!?" Caramel exclaims incredulously.
>You smirk and cup your hands back up to your lips.
"I would hit ALL THE WALLS, sweetcheeks. I'd do things to you that your momma WISHED your daddy did for her. I would tune you up so good that the ponies in the magazines you hide in your closet would blush!"
>"Yeah!" Soarin cries energetically, "what he said!"
>A smile slowly begins to creep up onto the little business mare's face.
>A real one this time, a confident one.
>Her back becomes a little straighter, head a little higher.
>Her tail swings comfortably behind her with the slight shake of the hips she was now adding into her walk.
>"What... the actual buckin' hay is goin' on right now," Mac mutters, wide eyed.
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>>30540500
daww
thats pretty cute her getting all happy and confident
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>>30540528
Do not be a tease anon, make raw fucking with the salary mare behind the dumpster cuz that how you roll
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>>30540545
>make raw fucking with the salary mare behind the dumpster
>behind the dumpster
fuck that nigga im taking her home
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>>30540545
>>30540572
She's one of those poor, cute little mares you sling over your shoulder and carry home for some intense, all night screwing.
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>>30540500
10/10
Would proposition mare in street while drunk.
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>>30540033
>Anon isn't actually terrible at this.
>He leaves residual anti-magicness on whatever he's working on that screws up Twi's magicking it done.
>If he was cooking in Pinkies kitchen, with actual ovens and shit, everything woudl work out fine.
>It might not be a stupidly cute as Spike's loaf with a little heart on it, but it would be edible.
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>>30540698
>>30540572
>>30540545
>You guys all enthused about wanting to do that to the mare.
>Meanwhile i'm sat here imagining myself being on the recieving end of that sort of attention from mares.
I will never be randomly flung onto the back of a qt horse after being catcalled, taken to her home and ridden until i walk bow-legged for a week.
I never had that desire before this moment and i already want to kill myself.
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>>30540789
Yes, I want this.
>A group of drunk, rowdy mares will never convince you to follow them home, where they proceed to fuck you until you can't feel your legs
>The next morning, you will never reassure some upset tiny baby poners that they did -not- rape you and that you are -not- going to go to the police
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>>30540817
>not fucking them again in the shower now that they don't have whiskey clits and getting your revenge on their sensitive mare bits
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I want to sexually tease a princess. I don't care which one; whichever is most easily flustered and is also most likely to try and awkwardly pursue a relationship with me.

>>30540033
I know how to make a damn good pizza. I'd seduce a mare with my cooking so fucking quickly, you have no idea.
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>>30540782
>Implying twilight isn't fucking up his cooking on purpose
>Implying that's why she didn't mention finding a rich herd.
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>>30540833
>I want to sexually tease a princess.
Me too, Anon. Me too.
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>>30540500
This is interesting.
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>>30540833
>>30540864
>you will never
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>>30540833
>whichever is most easily flustered
Twiggles is still a huge sperg from her unicorn days. It would take no effort to rile her up whether or not you're dating her.
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>>30540879
>Go to a family dinner with Twilight because she wants to show off to her parents that she's no longer turbo pathetic for being a lonely virgin as a princess.
>Everything goes well.
>Too well.
>Time to ruin it.
>Slip a hand under Twilight's lusciously thicc rear.
>No one is sure why she squeaked or suddenly started sweating bullets.
>But you and her know.
>The good ol' two in the pink, one in the stink.
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>>30540879
I like to think she'd be less typical spaghetti and more like being a wannabe who thinks she's hot shit but everyone just feels embarrassed for her.
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>>30540500
rip writefag
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>>30541015
Well the obvious solution there is to play along with her, or get even crazier so you take the heat instead.
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>>30541120
>get even crazier so you take the heat instead.

>Hoist Twi above your head in public.
>And GRAB HER BY THE PUSSY
"SEE THIS?! THIS IS MINE! THIS IS WERE MY BABIES COMES FROM! NO ONE ELSE CAN HAVE ANY, BECAUSE ITS ALL MINE! MINE FOREVER!"
>Twilight actually has a heart attack. It's only thanks to her hardy alicorn self that she's not in the hospital after that stunt.
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>>30539676
So pretty much how stay-at-home Dads are IRL. Wife uses a breast pump to leave breast milk for the husband to feed to the baby.
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>>30540924
>The good ol' two in the pink, one in the stink.

>Not using 2 hands
>Not giving her "The Minivan" - 2 in the front, 5 in the back
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>>30540493
I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing that they don't give a fuck anymore.
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>>30539679
When a thread is removed by mods, its not archived, its outright deleted, rgre fell off page 10, with the new rgre being made 2 hours after the last one died,

>>30539594
Have to respond just because people constantly guess wrong why the thread has so little conversation or green now, i'm not responding to anything beyond this spoiler as it always turns into a thread long bitchoff when I do.

no, it's not that it's not rgre discussion, its that people who write literally can not discuss what they write in thread without autism and bitchfits all round.
imagine lap telling us in thread that he was going to do an eqgrgre story, how fast would the thread have ground to a fucking halt?

So apparently the writers only really talk among themselves anymore before they make and dump stories, and they sure as fuck cant do it in thread or on board because of the people who sperg hard.
so its stay in thread with the spergs or find somewhere else to talk.
I use to love talking cannons and world building in threads, but something changed months-yearish back and autism found its way in, starting with johneybgoode making a great story, but all people could ever talk about was a supposed shit fetish that even at the time I could not see where they were coming from, and this is after reading everything in his fucking pastebin and the faggots that bitched him out never fucking left of had the decency to go down the road or take that step of the chair.
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>>30541834
>When a thread is removed by mods, its not archived, its outright deleted, rgre fell off page 10, with the new rgre being made 2 hours after the last one died,
Yes...? Why are you telling me something I already know?
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>>30541788
>>30540493
All the porn images were properly culled, but the thread being in the archive means it fell off the image board, the fact it took nearly 3 hours for a new rgre thread to be made should show more than anything how little activity there was.
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>>30541864
It might have something to do with it being an early morning on a Monday, think of that? Not to mention only a few people tend to make the threads, everyone else just waits until ones made.
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>>30541886
I want to say yes and no.
I have been in the threads when mods out right deleted them, and people made a new thread immediately even when it was late night/early morning on a weekday

I honestly thing the discussion ended and everyone watching the thread, all 106 of them posting at the very least, never noticed it went tits up.
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>>30541851
Thought you were talking about the porn that got spammed in the thead not other threads being made to spam porn.
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>>30541907
are you implying we should go back to talking about nightmare moons moon colony
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>>30541947
a moon colony that has a different culture then current equestria, and has potential interesting culture clashes with the characters involved, sounds interesting.

see that there, its not only about the threads main theme, but a new element that to my knowledge has not be tackled, 20-30 threads ago people were telling someone who wanted to write a luna/nmm looking luna centered rgre story to fuck off to the luna thread
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>>30541981
>people were telling someone who wanted to write a luna/nmm looking luna centered rgre story to fuck off to the luna thread
>"""people"""
I can guarantee you it was one autist that severely needs to be euthanized for the betterment of humanity.
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>>30541989
well aware and wish I could get the poll style id implemented across 4chan as a perk for paying for the pass just so I could confirm if it's just one faggot or if is just a deep seated cancer that is killing the thread.
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>>30539880
>Too her only a couple
Took*
>Once, you even managed to get a cooked turkey from flustered gryphon
from a* flustered
>eaten like a king for a couple of day
days*
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>>30540033
>Anon's food turns out shitty because he doesn't cook it with love...or baking powder
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>>30542602
How can you cook something with love when you're dead inside
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>>30538353
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>Anon is a Gordon Ramsay tier career chef who doesn't like to be compared to mama's home cooking
>hfw RGRE
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even: write story
odd: make VN
0: drink more till i pass out.
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>>30542866
Execute order 66.
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>>30541325
>Wife uses a breast pump to leave breast milk for the husband to feed to the baby.
>Implying you wouldn't get your mare to milk herself all the time for sexy reasons, child or no child.
(I would love to make a mare breakfast using her own milk.)
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>>30543216
I wonder if it's considered kinky in horseland. Cows are sapient so it takes away that unspoken ick factor about consuming something from a person, and mares probably aren't self-conscious about their teats in the way human women are.

>Anon is completely erect and noticeably excited.
>His wife is confused, because it's just a mundane freed source of food.
>Not that she's complaining, it's an easy way to get her husbando in the mood.
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>>30542866
Even dubs demand a story.
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>>30543301
>Mare assumes it's some sort of food fetish, like how some ponies get off on covering themselves in chocolate or tubs of jelly
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>>30543301
nips are still erogenous anon
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>>30542866
Good thing, cuz we both know that vn wasn't going to happen.
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I SUMMON THEE, POPPEDANON!
COME FORTH AND FILL OUR ROTTING MINDS AND BLOATED CORPSES WITH THE HORSEWORDS CRAFTED IN THE PITS OF HELL!
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Looks like my internets working again, quick post now, when I know it's stable ill post what I wrote, 21000 so far characters of unadulterated autism

just a bit that I thought was funny

>Your heart sinks
>No
>No
>No
>NO
>FUCKING NO
>GOD ABOVE CELESTIA IF YOU EXIST LET HIM CALL ANYONE ELSE
>'Unlock cadance and shining armor - 10000000'
"CELESTIA FUCKING DAMNIT DO MY PARENTS HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING I ENJOY"
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>>30542823
>Anon meets the pony Gordon Ramsey
>They both have a shouting match, cussing each other out on their food
>Pony Simon Cowell comes in disturbed by the tone deaf and uncreative insults used and starts cussing them out about it as well
>Huge crowds of ponies gather to watch the spectacle
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>>30543615
>tfw poppedanon is dead
>yet another writefag to add to the obituary lists
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>>30543584
Is this the >no hooves VN?
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>>30539538
People like you need to die
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>>30543216
Baby formula is a thing.
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>>30540493
Mods don't give a fuck unless someone reports it. They don't come here unless someone calls them.
Some faggot made a thread on /qa/ to bitch about us having porn. Then porn was deleted.
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>>30544371
God, the fucking reddit fags ruin everything.
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>>30541834
Don't fear the reaper, Anon. Nothing lasts forever, and every great city inevitably falls for one reason or another. Be like the balding young man who embraces his baldness rather than try to hide it under a hat.
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>>30544371
>>30544514
The person who is writing the reports isn't doing anything that bad. They're just warning RG** not to allow this porn because people will destroy their /mlp/

What do you expect with this many degenerates in one place?
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>>30543216
>>Wife uses a breast pump to leave breast milk for the husband to feed to the baby.
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>>30543301
>>Cows are sapient
I can imagine Anon milking a cow and then later on getting chided for being so flirty and overly-forward.
>"You keep milking cows like that, colt, and ponies will start thinking you're a slut. Daisy already won't stop bugging me to give her your address."
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>>30542823
But Gordon loves mama's home cooking.
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>>30544836
"Did you give it to her? A foursome sounds hot."
>"..."
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>>30545070
>A foursome sounds hot.

Anon, your hands don't count as 2 people.
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>>30545086
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>>30543216
Then it is discovered that Mare Milk is rich with a protein Anon would usually get from eating meat.
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>>30543911
>>30543615
I'm not dead, but my coworker's dad died so I've had to cover her shift alongside my own.
Horsewords on Wednesday.
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>>30539305
Thanks
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>>30542823
>>30545014
This.
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>>30545197
aw shit
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>>30545086
Roseluck and Lily too, fool.
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>>30544836
>That scene in season 1 where Twilight milked cows in the middle of the night to get milk for the Ursa Minor.
>Hearing the cows surprised to be woken up to being magic milked.

Was that the equivalent to a ghost bj or hand job in rgre?
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>>30545197
please don't give up writing it. your hoers-story may be the one to finally redeem TF as a legitimate presmise in AiE/RGRE
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>>30545985
It won't. Too many people hate far too passionately.
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>>30545918
Wouldn't the news have had something like "Princess' protege Twilight Sparkle magic-rapes 10 cows in middle of night to save town from rampaging ursa" the next morning?

I mean, they couldn't give consent, and it's a mare raping "mares", so it would probably be considered REALLY creepy.

>"Twilight Sparkle: Savior, or Dyke mass-rapist? More at 11."
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Little mares are so damn perfect for picking up and cradling, I wouldn't be able to stop myself.
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>Be Anon
>Be out in Sweet Apple Acres
>Like you did with most mornings, you were helping Don Granny beat some protection money out of some trees
>Since most of the trees, obviously either of very stubborn Irish descent or some kind of greasy horse-tree Italians, were tough nuts to crack
>They didn't want to give up their apples
>Fortunately for you, the Don wasn't against you using a bat to get what the family needed
>So you did what you could one swing at a time, all the while wondering if today was going to be the day when someone tried to knock the apples from your branches
>You could only hope you guess...
>"Anon, there ya are!"
>You grunted, swinging your bat as hard as you could
>When you had first started doing this, nine times outta ten a swing would hurt you more than the tree
>But, after doing this for hour after hour, you knew just the sweet spot
>The end of your bat connected with the trunk of that poor, defenseless tree--a store owner by the look of him-- with a satisfying crack
>You watched as the tree swayed violently
>You could also hear the tree scream...
>"Anon! Do ya got hum in yer ears, I'm talkin' ta ya!"
>You looked away from your victim and turned toward Captaino Applu
>Behind her was her sister, lil' Applu, and her friends Sweetie Belle and...
>And...
>The thing one...
>You took a deep breath, resting your bat on your shoulder as you wiped the sweat from your brow
"Is there something you needed boss?" you asked
>The Captaino nodded
>"Yeah, I was wonderin' if ya could help me with somethin'."
>From the look on the Captaino's face, you had a feeling that whatever you were helping with wasn't going to be particularly fun
>Not as fun as beating up trees anyway
>Still, she was a made mare and you weren't, so you had to shut your mouth and do what she said
"And what's that, boss?"
>Captaino Applu frowned, looking back at her sister and her sister's friends
>Turning back toward you, a bit of bashfulness colored her features
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>>30546247
>"Well, um, I..." the mare began, rubbing the back of her head. "The lil 'uns here have a couple o' questions that they'd like answered..."
>You turned fully toward the group beside you, eyebrow raised
>A twinge of suspicion pricked the back of your neck, but you made sure to ignore it
"Oh?"
>The Captaino nodded
>"The... um, well, ya see, usually when the girls here have a question they go an' ask Big Mac, but since yer here and stallions are better with the young 'uns I'd figured I'd bring them to you."
>You turned your attention to lil Applu and her friends
>They were all staring up at you hopefully, bright, innocent smiles on their faces
>If only they knew what was really going on...
>You squatted down and motioned the fillies forward
>They eagerly did so as you sat you bat onto the ground
"So what do you little munchkins wanna know?" you asked
>"Can ya tell us about sex, Mr. Anonymous?" Applebloom asked
>"Yeah! Tell us about sex please!" Sweetie Belle cried, her voice cracking
>Your eyebrow raised a little higher
"Sex?" you said, your gaze flicking back toward your captaino, who refused to look at you
>"Yeah! We're 'bout ta learn sex ed in class an' we wanna know EVERYTHIN' beforehoof so we can get a really good grade on it," lil' Applu said
>"We wanna show everpony else that the Crusaders known ALL about sex!" the... other one said, puffing her chest out
>...
>What was her name?
>You swore you knew it...
>It started with a S...
>Swirl?
>Skippy?
>Something like that?
>"I've been tryin' ta ask Applejack about it all day but she won't tell us ANYTHIN'," lil' Applu said, giving her sister a dirty glare. "So she brought is ta ya!"
>Scratching your chin, you looked down at the baby horses for several seconds
>You then looked back over at the captaino
>She was looking at you with a pleading expression, both hooves pressed together
>'Please help me' you could see her mouth to you in horse-Italian
"Hmmm... So you kids wanna learn about sex then?"
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>>30546329
Story theme
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydrtF45-y-g
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>>30545197
Really glad to hear it, so far what youve written is great
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>>30546187
>News Headlines
kek. have a (you).
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>>30546329
>The Crusaders nodded
>"Nuh-ha."
>"Yep."
>"If you don't mind."
>You hummed to yourself, collecting your thoughts
"I guess I can tell you a little about sex then," you said, sitting down in the dirt
>The Crusaders let out a cheer, and your captaino let out a sigh of relief
>Without prompt, the fillies crowded around you and sat down, their eyes wide and their ears perked up
"Lets see... I guess we should go ahead and start from the beginning huh?" you said to yourself.
>You looked up at the sky, your eyes narrowed
"First, I guess, a mare and a stallion need to have an interest in each other. That interest can be physical, it can be one likes a character trait of the other, or the way they talk, or laugh, or a million other things. What's important is that both parties have some kind of interest on the other. You get me?"
>The fillies nodded
"Next, when there's enough interest, a mare usually--but not always--goes up to the stallion and tries to get to know them. They can do this by becoming their friend, or talking, or even taking them on a date or something along those lines. You all still with me?"
>Once again the girls nodded
>Behind them, you could see your captaino nodding to herself with a smile on her face, looking at you in approval
"After, that if there's still an interest, both parties do what they can to grow this interest. That usually means spending more time with each other, maybe having out with the other party's friends or even family."
>The Crusaders nodded, all of them leaned toward you, completely enraptured with what you were saying
"If both parties grow close enough, then they might start having a sexual relationship with each other. Now, all of this can happen in a timespan of a few hours or years if you're unlucky, but in the end most ponies are looking toward this end."
>"But what happens in the sex part?" the... other one said.
>You looked around the apple orchard before leaning toward the girls
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>>30546458
>They leaned toward a bit as well, practically squirming
"Well... a lot of times a mare will take the stallion back to her apartment or house--or their apartment or house, if they already live together. They might have gotten a nice dinner together or watched a movie or something like that. But when the mare gets him home she'll usually take him into her bedroom and..."
>The Crusaders leaned so close to you that if they had been just a little bit taller their snouts would have been touching your face
"And then... THE STALLION BITES THE MARE'S HEAD OFF!"
>The fillies drew back with a help
>Your captaino, who had been all but beaming, looked gobsmacked as you hopped to your feet
"HE BITES THE MARE'S HEAD OFF AND OPENS UP HER CHEST," you yelled at the top of your lungs. "AND THEN HE LAYS EGGS IN THE MARE'S TUMMY! AND AFTER THAT HE TAKES THE MARE OUTSIDE AND BURIES HER IN THE GROUND!"
>The fillies look beyond horrified, but you don't stop there
"AND AFTER TWO OR THREE MONTHS THE MARE'S EGGS CATCH AND ALL OF THE BABIES DUG UP, POOPING AND PEEING EVERYWHERE!" you shouted, wiggling your fingers at the fillies. "YOU'RE ALL EGG BABIES! ALL THREE OF YOU! AND YOUR MOMMAS RIPPED YOUR DAD'S HEADS OFF! I KNOW, I WAS THERE!"
>This was the final straw for the fillies
>"AH! RUN GIRLS!" lil Applu screamed, spinning around and taking off down the row of trees
>Her friends were quick to follow, both of them screaming at the top of their lungs as they ran as fast as their little hooves took them
>Watching them go, you stood up to your full height and placed your hands on your hips
>You looked at Applejack, whose jaw was nearly touching the ground
"That's why I'm not allowed to be a thousand feet from the schoolhouse."

~_~_~_~_~_
>Be Big Mac
>After clearing out the north orchard, you decided to go back to the house for a glass of lemonade
>The day's work was nearly done, and you found yourself humming a tune as you neared your house
>You could go to the spa today...
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>>30546541
>You had a voucher, and you HAD been working your tail off...
>But Thunderlane DID want you and the fellas to take a quick trip up to Canterlot for a shopping spree...
>As you pondered what to do as soon as the last barrel of apples was put in the barn, you made your way up the front steps of your porch
>Instead of seeing your dog, as was usually the case, you saw Anon
>The giant green stallion was sitting in a far too small box
>On this box, in your sister's horrible hoofwriting, were the words 'darned idget stallions box'
>You paused, looking at Anon with a raised eyebrow
>Anon just looked back at you calmly
>"Whatever you're thinking, I do kind of deserve this," he told you, pulling out a flask from his pocket, opening it and taking a sip. "And it was worth it. Really, really worth it."
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>>30546583
Alright, I'm done
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>>30546583
>not a clever human
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>>30546591
Ah, there's the LaP I was introduced to with "Diggy Hole". Well done, LaP Well done.

Sorry for interrupting you at >30546413. This DYEL shall attempt 10 pull ups as penance.
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>>30546198
I see you are also a man of fine tastes.
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>Get free stuff in pony MMOs from thirsty mares.
>But it sucks playing with Twilight and a few other irl friends because they white knight you whenever possible.
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>>30546900
>Go onto voice chat for the first time
>Get dead silence for 10 seconds while the mare players try to think of a response that won't make them sound like they're specifically reacting to you being a guy
>"Oh, neat."
>"Huh."
>"S-So are we, uh.... are we still d-doing that dungeon thing?"
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>>30546106
Not as much as they did last year.

Had he tried to post his story then, he'd have been REEEE-ed off the thread before the second update hit.

Hell, our resident autists would probably have tried to do the same with anyone who asked for more.
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>>30546900
>Lead tuftbeards and 12 year old fillies on in video games for free stuff.
>Don't even keep it for yourself.
>Give that stuff to your marefriend.
>The sheer salt when your victims see all the shit on her could poison a whole lake.
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>>30547033
>word gets around that you're doing it
>people hate you now
>try to keep you from groups
>just open up voice chat and ask them if questing/raiding with your low, silky-smooth, masculine voice makes it all worth it
>they silently accept you
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>>30547033
>MMO Auction house whoring.
>Lead a mare on with husky voice chat and generic stallion model pics from poneGoogle.
>Have poor autist mare bid huge on the cash auction house from something you want.
>She wins and gives it to you without a second thought. She doesn't care she just blew 1000 bits on a virtual item.
>Thank her with a porn pic you got from one of your marefriend's bookmarks, then openly trade that item to your marefriend for nothing.
>The outrage is unreal.
>Laugh as you become what you hate.
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>>30546541
>>30546541
>YOU'RE ALL EGG BABIES!

my sides
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>>30546541
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>>30547113
easy there Lucifer.
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>>30546591
Never chsnge man, you are amazing. Never did I expect in my wildest dreams for Anon to end up in the box. The story istelf was hilarious and you should be proud.
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I've been wondering, did that picture of the Cow Tipping girls ever get finished/posted?
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>>30547001
>that one /r9k/ mare who screams for normie chad sluts to get out REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>30546198
>>30546695
>Being cradled by a slightly larger being causes a mild soperific effect in ponies.
>It's thought to be instinctive reaction dating all the way to pre-tribal days, toensures parent and foal develop a healthy bond and to help orphaned foals quickly assimilate to a new family.
>Anon just so happens to be the correct proportions for most ponies to be effected when picked up by him.
>As it makes him the ultimate snuggle buddy, nopony seems to mind.
>Months later, half of equestria subconsciously regards Anon as one of their parents.
>Go to him with their problems, listen to his advice, almost start a crusade when a gryphon accidently scratches him, crawl into his bed when they wake up from a nightmare before luna can arrive, etc.
>Anon's surprisingly okay with being the kingdom's collecive dadmom, citing that ponies are for "hug" and not "fug".
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>>30548410
So you're saying he'd have to marry one of the princesses, Equestria's moms?
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>>30548520
> Celestia and Luna get some seriously mixed signals
> On one hoof, he is a stallion of their stature with phenomenal patience and caring for the little ponies
> There's a sense of common cause, of a certain kinship
> Celestia is still taller than him, and begins to think of him as a cute, reliable younger brother
> Luna is slightly shorter, and begins to think of him as an admirable older brother
> One summer day, they join him and other ponies for a holiday on the beach
> They were not prepared for the sheer muscular definition he was hiding under his clothes
> The little ponies are unaffected, because Anon is projecting some serious dad aura
> Hawaiian shorts and a smudge of sunscreen across his nose the little ponies are too short to reach
> The royal sisters don't know where to look
> My Little/Older Brother Can't Be This Hot
> Meanwhile, Anon gets worried because the princesses can't seem to relax, even when they are supposed to be on vacation
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>>30548410
I want to cuddle cute poners who are biologically programmed to like cuddling me. I would never not hold a pony.

>>30548520
I like to imagine that since they've got a new parental figure in their lives and are already in that particular mindset due to Anon's largeness, they start subconsciously thinking of Celestia and/or Luna (who are already pseudo maternal figures to begin with) as Anon's partner(s). I mean they've got mom, they've got dad, and your parents ideally love each other and are married, right? Cue ponies trying to get Anon and the royal sisters to hook up.
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>>30548751
fund it. I don't care how much. just. fund it.
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>>30548762
>I want to cuddle cute poners who are biologically programmed to like cuddling me. I would never not hold a pony.

whenever me and pony are going the same direction i would pick the pony up and use pony as a fast travel petting device
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>>30548751
>> They were not prepared for the sheer muscular definition he was hiding under his clothes
fug
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>>30548762
>Well, there's Mom, Dad, any other herdadults, Day Princess Mom, Night Princess Mom, and Human Dad
>I guess Twilight and Cadence are big sisters/aunts?
Long story short, ponies have strange ideas of family.
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>>30548410
>>30548762
Would you cuddle a tsundere marely mare?
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>>30548798
Also, guess it's time to shill collective shit that's on my bin because reasons.
https://pastebin.com/DEiT2qFg
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>>30548802
ye
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>>30548802
Preferably one who would inevitably accidentally call me "dad". It's like calling your teacher "mommy" only worse.
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>>30548830
>Rainbow is beyond mortified that she just called you "daddy" while you were carrying her around.
>You just let a predatory grin come to your face and slowly unzip your pants.
>That won't be the last time she calls you daddy.
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>>30548802
>>30548822
This is the cutest canon for Dash.
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>>30548887
>She can't call her own dad "dad" anymore because just the word is enough to arouse her. She has to use something formal like father or sire. How embarrassing.
>Stupid pseudo Oedipus complex...
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>>30548907
Tsundere in the streets cuddlebug in the sheets is best Dash.
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>>30548922
its electra complex anon
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Do we have any good tsun dash in the bins? I know Eph wrote some.
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>>30548922
>Rainbow gets really loud and hammy during sex. Like, bad hentai quotes kinda hammy.
>And you've accidentally conditioned her to mimic a woman in bed.
>With both of those combined...
>None of her friends or your neighbors are really sure what to think about the time a window was left open, letting everyone hear marely Rainbow squealing like a loli and begging "Daddy" to fuck her into a coma.
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**prompt**
anon arrives in questria just before S1e1
decides to stop the "biggest mistake" in show cannon
runs out racing the rainbow laser, saves nightmare.
all the while screaming "that's my horse"
mean while NM gets saved by some weird ape/stallion thing and now it's proposing marriage.
you guess it's a fair reward for saving your royal life.
...
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>>30549159
lurk for a few more threads. read some greens. you're clearly very, very new here.
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>>30549159
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>>30548957
>Tsun in public
>Dere in private
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>>30549280
>Tsun in the streets
>Dere in the sheets
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>>30548247
>That one 12 year old filly with a mic who is convinced Anon is a mare using a voice synth and never ever shuts the fuck up about it whenever Anon is online
>Anon has only ever heard a handful of words from from the filly that aren't swears
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>>30548816
why don't you write anymore?
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>>30548816
>you will never be called 'dad' by cute ponies
>you will never be called 'dad'
why must you hurt me like this
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>>30549471
I wrote a singular thing that's at the bottom of the bin. All the rest is (mostly) Frosty's. It says so at the start of literally every paste.
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>>30549536
>>you will never be called 'dad'
S-stop.
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>>30548789
Relax, Anon.
Take away the internet and horrific financial situations this world imposes on +99.999% of humanity, and most of us would quickly get a decently passable "male underwear model" physique.

Facial looks aren't quite as easy, but muscle definition wouldn't be hard in a world where you only have to work ~6 hours a day, the average lower pay jobs still pay enough that you can afford your own home/living expenses, and still have a decent amount of extra disposable income. If Pinkie (who works like 6 hours a day as an assistant baker/cashier in a ho-dunk town's pastry shop) still can afford lavish parties every few days, you'd be able to afford healthy food, a gym membership (with Bulk Biceps as a workout buddy/PT), plenty of physically active hobbies, and still have income to spare.
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>>30549317
>that one time her dad came in and took away her computer privileges because she was being too loud and swearing too much
>and everyone on the chat heard it
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>>30549317
I'd make my profile pic (I can only assume you're >implying that this takes place in the chat of some sort of online game due to the context) of me playing with a mare riding my dick (tastefully angled so you can tell what's happening, but can't see any genitals).

And I'd change the profile pic to different pictures with different (half-removed) clothes every week or two.

That way, there's no denying that some stallion out there regularly games while riding his marefriend.
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>>30541362
I think they would notice you suddenly wearing their daughter like a glove.
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>>30549850
Their first clue was when Anon would open and close his fand and make Twilight's mouth move like a puppet. Their second clue was when he drank a glass of water and threw his voice to make it seem as though Twilight was saying something.
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>>30546541
>Twilight comes to AJ's after hearing what happened, profusely apologizing for allowing Anon to read about Changeling emergency hive repopulation methods.
>The records from the Pre-Unification days documented rare cases when queens would take the appearance of a stallion to seduce mares, lay eggs in them via an ovipositor, kill the mares, and allow the eggs to hatch inside a large supply of raw (if less-healthy) sustenance in leu of love.

>AJ is horrified to find out that even was a thing, and that anon wasn't just lying. (HRW the poor colt must have thought that's actually how pony reproduction works... and she punished said confused stallion who simply didn't know any better!)
----
I know, I know. Edgy shit is edgy and shit. Please forgive me for my turbo-autism (I was compelled to share the random thoughts drifting around in my head).
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>>30549904
On that day a star was born…
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>>30549927
>Velvet is proud that her daughter scored a hot alien stallion into butt stuff (most stallions don't want anything to do with a mare's butt, because they think it's gross) and isn't at all afraid of others finding out.
>Night Light is shocked that his best chance at a son-in-law (and getting his beta mare of a daughter into a herd) is a total weirdo.
>He must never never allow his daughter's stallion to meet his friends among the Canterlot Nobility.
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>>30549773
>Accidentally leave your mic open once.
>Of course, it's right before you and your marefriend fuck on the bed just feet away from the PC.
>What started as perfect joke and shlick material for the listeners turns sour quick.
>It's not the quick porno audio they were expecting, but a slow and almost hour long lovemaking session.
>Who knew listening to 45 minutes of quick, quiet breathing, faint bedframe squeaking, and barely audible "I love you"s could cause instant depression?
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>>30549019
Envy, probably
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>>30550108
>>Who knew listening to 45 minutes of quick, quiet breathing, faint bedframe squeaking, and barely audible "I love you"s could cause instant depression?
kek
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>>30550108
Please stop that. It hurts too much
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>>30550108
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>>30550108
>lonely mare just sitting there listening to the whole thing through her headset
>her face when
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>>30550108
>And on that note, the rest of the game mares learned that the squeaky voiced mare was an alcoholic midget living with her dad. And she began giving recipes away for booze drinks while crying a little bit.
How would Anon and mare react?
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>>30550108
>Never again did Moondancer catch another kissless virgin joke on Realm of Ruincraft.
>But know all her friends are asking her for stallion advice.
>How the hell should she know what to do? Her hyooman is the one who made the first move.
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Would Equestria be a paradise with all those qt waifus just waiting for a male to choose them with hope and excitement?

Or would Equestria be a hell, with all those mares seeing you with the mare you chose, deep sadness and yearning being seen in their eyes as you watch the hope and happiness inside them slowly wither away and die?
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>>30549986
>hfw he finds out that Anon is already infamous in Canterlot.
>He just didn't know that Anon was the one they were talking about.
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>>30550379
This is why herds are a thing.

Because sadpones need hug and fug too.
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>>30550383
>"Twiggles and I did this routine at the Celestial Theatre last tuesday, we brought the house down; or I suppose the ensuing riot did that…"
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>>30550379
Literally this >>30550395

There is nothing awful even concept than sad poners.
Protect those smiles with your life, because even worst pone is still pone.
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>>30550449
There is wisdom in those words
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>>30550330
>At the very end, after they stopped.
>"Hey, Anon?"
>A pause, then a deep "Hmm?"
>"Do you think... Do you think a pair of nerds like us will make good parents one day?"
>"Mmm. I dunno how good a dad I would be, but you..."
>The quiet sounds of lips meeting.
>"... You'll be an excellent mom, that I know. You're a mare I would be proud to have children with."
>A giggle. "You mean foals?"
>"Bah. Tomato, tomahto."
>A pause. "Anon, I think we're ready. Do you... Do you want to start a f-family with me?"
>A gasp, then a pleased hum. "Moondancer, I would be honored. I'll go see a doctor first thing in the morning for a compatibility spell."
>"Good. My next estrus is in just two weeks. I love you, Anon. You make me the happiest mare on Equis."
>A sniffle, and a wet male laugh. "And I, you, Moonie. You don't know how much it means to me, to have a family again."
>Another sniffle.
>Oh wait.
>That's you...
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>>30550395
>>30550449
You aren't enough for the numbers of sad, despondent and lonely little mares in Equestria. There's much too many.
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>>30550449
>There is nothing awful even concept than sad poners.
What are you trying to say here?
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>>30550478
>>A gasp, then a pleased hum. "Moondancer, I would be honored. I'll go see a doctor first thing in the morning for a compatibility spell."
>compatibility spell
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>30550487
Shut up retard. Get pissed at something that matters.
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>>30550483
*There is nothing more awful, even in concept, than sad poners
I edited because it sounded stupid and forgot to finish editing.
Sad batpone had me rattled.
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>>30550480
Pic related (old but accurate)
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>>30550480
>not doing everything in your power to make all sad mares happy
>not passing on the torch to your offspring so that they can succeed where you failed.
>not making Cadence look like an embarrassment for all of the love you shared with despondent poners
It sounds like you don't care enough to me.
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>>30550487
Mad because no satyrs or possibility of satyrs as a result of messing with nature?
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>>30550527
Neither? Just go the DnD route of humans, like dragons, being able to reproduce with just about anything.
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>>30550521
Well I AM very apathetic and dead inside.
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>>30550480
>>30550521
>not trying to bring in more anon's for the poor mares.
You just need to trust that equestria is not so cruel as to put the same waifu loving anon together, or that the new anon can learn to let her go.
Having an obscure waifu is perfect for this situation.
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>>30550572
>obscure waifu
but anon, how do you know that she doesn't already have a hoersbando?
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>>30550478
it's everything i'll never have.
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>>30550478
>not getting horsemarried
heretical degenerate.
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>>30550449
>"You're huge! That means you must have huge cakes! Cut and Slice!"
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>>30550804
>Cut and Slice!
Redundant
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>>30550824
Is this bait? Or is there some meme I missed?
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>>30550833
newfag detected
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>>30550480
>Anon saw the world, and that it was sad.
>Too much for one anon to fix.
>Two paths lay before him.
>To give the stallions of the world a collective boot to the flank to be less horrible.
>Or to rip the cosmos asunder and let the horde of thirsty anons pour into Equestria.
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>>30550848
No I got the doom guy quote reference, its just the fact that >>30550824 pointed out the "Cut and Slice" part as redundant even tho the original quote is as well, redundant.

I skim over everything that is not >green and was just wondering if there was some joke I missed where pointing out stupid things like that is the thing to do.
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>>30550857
>and thus, LaP's most dangerous lay universe is created
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>>30546591
I read this all imagining anon in a pinstripe suit
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>Ponies were pretty cool with your wanderlust, at first.
>You were bigger than them, and only an annoying few didn't understand you were different.
>That was, until you came down with a debilitating fever, jaundice, and naseau.
>It turned out ticks were your most common foe in the Everfree.
>Because of course they'd have them here too.
>This time they lost the battle, but won the war.
>One of them gave you a long thought dead disease.
>This was thanks to you not having adaptions ponies developed to combat it.
>Since then, everyone in town treated you like a delicate waif.
>It was one thing to deal with a few white knights, but you couldn't boop the whole town!
>Sexism wasn't something you could just brush off with everyone against you.
>You hated how smug and relieved Twilight acted after ponies "finally started listening".
>Ridiculous!
>You've come back with bruises and worse without complaints.
>You got one life-threatening disease, and everyone thought you were made of glass.
>Sure, you nearly died ...and your friends had to go on a big, stupid quest to cure it, but aside from that!
>It didn't give them the right to gang up and stop you every time you tried to sneak out into the Everfree.
>The outdoors were your passion!
>You tried telling Dash how it was like being unable to fly -- that it was killing you, but you ended up having to explain to the panicked pegasus that it was only figuratively doing so.
>You just wanted things to go back to the way they were.
>But how?
>You'd have to prove yourself in some crisis and save your friends at this point.
>Too bad there hasn't even been a stray monster since this whole fiasco.
>Surely the friendship map would go off?
>Not a single blip from it in six months.
>It didn't even give hint that this was putting a strain on your friendships.
>Fine.
>If you couldn't find a crisis; you'd make one.
>You grinned with mischief on the mind, and slathered a chunk of your fish into the large pool of ketchup on your plate.
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>>30551218
>>It turned out ticks were your most common foe in the Everfree.
>>Because of course they'd have them here too.
I refuse to accept this. Ticks, and by extension mosquitoes, do not exist in Equestria.
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>>30551273
I dunno. They already have some objectively horrible creatures like parasprites and cockatrices. Some shitty bloodsuckers would fit right in the roster. If anything they'd probably have magical fantasy ticks which are awful in their own way.
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>>30551273
>In a twist, there's a gut-flora or common bacterium in humans that's highly toxic to blood-feeding organisms in Equestria.
>In an ironic twist, Twilight has to work out a way to save the world's populations of detested blood-suckers from a growing, human-sourced plague.
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>>30551218
PLEASE TELL ME THERE IS MORE
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>>30551273
I second this.
Pegasi especially would be eaten alive by small insect parasites if they existed like they do on Earth.
Pegasi lived for at LEAST a thousand years in the clouds, never venturing to the ground except rarely to trade with other ponies.
Thus, they'd have virtually no exposure to said parasites, and so they would have literally ZERO defenses against them.

Lastly, the show indicates that anything dangerous in Equestria has to be big, flamboyant, easily noticed, and obviously threatening at first glance.
FFS, even when the TREES or VINES are out to kill you, they're massive with angry faces and forebodingly black all over.
If there were anything like our ticks or mosquitoes, they'd either be incapable of transmitting illness (and removed with a simple wipe of the forearm), or as big as a Mastiff.
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>>30551218
>>You grinned with mischief on the mind, and slathered a chunk of your fish into the large pool of ketchup on your plate.
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>>30551308
I'm sorry. It's just a prompt, but I may write something based off it later on.
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>>30551307
Now THAT would be funny.
Equestrian illnesses would be incapable of affecting Anon, meanwhile, the bacteria inside Anon act like super-aids to parasites that try to feed off any matter from his body. (Obviously Chrissie would be safe, due to feeding off love, but ticks/leeches/mosquitoes/etc are dropping left and right.)
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>>30551322
It depends on how long these parasites have been around, and whether the mutations to deal with them have been around since the three tribes' common ancestor. If that's the case, then they'd be a little worse off than their grounded cousins but not overtly so.
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>>30551326
Please do
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>>30546900
Obviously you have a second account that you give all of the good shit to.
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>>30549921
Your autism is forgiven. Go in peace.
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>>30551218
just eat two pounds of whatever would be pony cyanide in front of the whole town
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>>30551322
>ticks & mosquitoes as big as a Mastiff.
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>>30551971
at least i can see them coming

anything that big can't sneak up on me
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>>30551986
Mosquitoes, maybe, but not ticks.
Thats almost even worse.
>strolling through everfree
>you hear a noise
>like a dozen of tiny buzzsaws
>mosquitoes
>they swoop in like a bloodsucking luftwaffe
>you run
>suddenly
>from top of the trees
>its raining ticks
>roused be the commotion
>they cling onto you, slowing you down
>insect stukas swarm you shortly after
>you black out
>ponies find you next day
>pale with blood loss
>whole body swelled from mosquito bites
>rolling on the ground like a madman from the itching
>with severe case of malaria and meningitis
>it was remember to bring your repellent kind of day
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>>30550330
Don't do this to me, Anon. I can't stand to see sad ponies. I want to hug them all.
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>>30550480
That's a bunch of bullshit lies, Anon. I'll rub my faces on -all- their tummies!
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>>30550487
I know you're upset that you'll never (NEVER EVER) start a family with a pony, Anon, but there's no reason to shout.
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>>30551971
>Giant mosquitos
What is this, Dwarf Fortress?
The trick is to be so drunk that the mosquito is immediately overcome with nausea upon drinking your blood.
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>>30552123
Gotta live DF man, crazy shit happens all the time.
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>>30552664
Yeah, but if you know what you're doing, the crazy shit becomes pretty trivial. That uninvited guest becomes something you quickly forget about as long as you ensure there's no path between the underground and the fortress. Even sieges are defeated pretty easily by a hall full of traps. I think the craziest thing that happened to me (and I'm using the word 'crazy' pretty lightly) that I couldn't prevent was that one time a werebeast bit one of my dwarfs (after politely taking care of an ambush for me) and a full moon hit right as the bitten dwarf was in my dining hall. After about an hour, my fortress was populated entirely of weremice.
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>>30539522

Wildcard: Chrysalis gives milk, too.

It's thick, black as pitch, and it smells like honey with a hint of something...chemical. It's taste is also like honey, with a slightly bitter aftertaste. One swallow will make you feel strong, alert, horny as hell and extra-aggressive for many hours, and you will crave more for days after the effect finally wears off. Weaning off of it isn't easy, either.

But drink it often enough for long enough, you begin to change into something both more and less than human, and a perfect slave to the will of the Queen of the Changelings..
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>>30551218

>You figure out how to brew Poison Joke into something with about 70% alcohol with the power of SCIENCE!
>And Zecora. And Twilight's library.
>It's a glowing blue liquid that smells like cinnamon and nail polish remover mixed and it mutates whatever it touches like a motherfucker.
>You drink a half-gallon of it in front of the entire town while ponies gasp.
>other than a slight case of near-fatal alcohol poisoning, you're alive and now your piss and blood is horrifically mutagenic to everything Equestrian, including the ticks and mosquitos.
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>>30551334

>Anon's human love is like heroin to Changelings
>Chrissie is hooked through the bag on it
>She's ashamed of her weakness and being brought so low by her addiction to Anon, it's just not marely, dammit!
>Their weird relationship has her going away for days at a time to try to kick her habit, and then coming back desperate and begging for her fix
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Anon has a herd
Lyra is the alpha
Lyra feels like top mare because in the herd are all manner of not ponies and high ranking mythical and previously thought to not exist creatures.
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>>30553089

>Anon's herd includes a shortstack cloud-gremlin femme, a highly submissive minotauress, a couple of griffons, and...something from Neighpon.
>With tentacles. Lots of tentacles.
>Lyra is Alpha and likes human movies.
>Lyra loves dressing herself up with the Minotauress like Master Blaster with herself as the Master (of course), or leading the cloud gremlin around on a leash for fun walkies.
>Anon is highly amused by the reactions of other ponies to his family.
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>>30553069
>Mane 6 + 1 gets a notification of a friendship problem
>They learn about the addiction and stage an intervention
>Cue drama that ensues from said intervention.
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>>30553047
neat
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>>30553220

>"On a very special episode of My Little Pony..."
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i want to give my waifu a wing massage
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>>30550478
That was quite lovely. Brought a tear to my eye.
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>Octavia and Anon hook up and shag.
>NSA fun
>Anon wakes up a few days later with an itchy rash
>Octy shows up on his doorstep with a sheepish smile and a printout. "Uh...you should get tested."
>Octy gave Anon pony clap, along with half the single stallions of Ponyville and even some of the mares.
>Many ponies still treat Anon like HE'S the slut for sticking it in the walking fire ship, frustrating Anon, and there's a real double standard for the mares she infected
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>>30553437
thats what the faggot gets
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Doing a moon thing.

>You are Phoebos, youngest of The Clan, first of your name. Phoebee to your friends.
>The time has finally come for your first hunt. You must take down one of the many dangerous beasts that inhabit the local biome to prove yourself as a true mare, an alpha predator, and successor to the great All Father.
>There are no rules. No limits. You could take down one of the small, helpless sheep that aimlessly flit about the lunar landscape. Your mouth waters as you imagine your canines clamping against its throat, blood filling your mouth as its breathing slowly stops. No one would say a word. But that would not do for one such as yourself.
>Far larger and deadlier prey awaited you. A certain species of Ursine, a creature of darkness that would send the feckless terran ponies from the feeble world of Eques scurrying in blind terror.
>But your kind were of much hardier stock. While the terrans danced in their transient sunlight and feared the shadows dancing at the edge of it’s reach, your race thrived in the everlasting twilight.
>You spot it. The Ursa Lunar is over 40 feet tall, it’s skin shimmering translucent blue gossamer. They are solitary, only congregating for their mass rutting season when Equus and Luna are in perigee. You look up into the sky and smile, a sharp canine glinting in the reflected light as you recalled it was nearly full Equs, when the sun waned and the moon grew in power. Ursas were not the only species whose libido was affected. This would definitely be a memorable Lunar Secession Celebration for you...
>As your prey approaches the edge of the flocks pasture, you gave voice to the words of power etched above the mantle of every nursery in Cradle.
“I AM THE NIGHT!”
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>>30553605
I LIKE
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>>30542823
From what I've seen Ramsay doesn't have anything against home cooks; he hates professional chefs who can't into professionalism and amateurs who don't have the balls to follow through.
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>>30553605
I liked thing
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>>30553605
>>30553709

Yes. This thing is good thing.
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>>30553605
>Pastebin https://pastebin.com/SHnmX2br

>The Ursa looks up in surprise as you charge down the slope. Your vorpal blades lash out as you mumble in old Enochian. You nimbly dodge it’s swipes, it’s fur ripped open as it comes into contact with the tears in space. A lesser being would have imploded, but the Ursas seem to share some aspects your kinds eldritch heritage.
>Tentacles lash out from the space in front of you finish the couplet, entangling your foe. You cockily move in for the kill, only to be struck from the side.
>Stupid Phoebee! You smash against a stone fence, breath driven from your lungs. The Ursa rips the remaining tentacles like tissue paper, sending them retreating back to their dungeon dimension. You cough and weeze as you try to ready a spell but to no avail. You can’t chant, your magic feels muffled, like when you snuck beyond the edge of the biome field into hard vacuum. It tickled.
>You reach for your saddlebag, gripping your most prized possession in your teeth. It’s a blade. A small dagger carved from a strange material, but covered in familiar runes. It was given to you by the All Father himself before you departed on your hunt. It was said the dagger was what sent him to Equestria in the first place, whatever that means. How could a dagger send you anywhere? It feels comforting as you grip it, like it knows where it truly belongs. You bare your fangs and growl. The Ursa bears down on you.
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>>30549286
>tsun in the streets
>dere in the sheets
>yan in the basement
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>>30550339
>she's really not even sure how it happened
>one moment she's bitching in chat about how Blizzard cucked everyone again
>the next there's some weird, green, alien stallion bending her over the back of her chair
>ten minutes and seven orgasms later he finally blew his load, bumped her hoof, said "good game, bro", and left without even giving her his name
>it's been close to a year since then and she still has no idea who he is or how he gets in to her house
>but hey, he's into anal, knows his way around a kitchen, and doesn't mind cleaning up from time to time, so it's a net win, right?
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>>30540500
God dammit. Would you please finish your damned story? Please?
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>>30550108
>Set Moondancer in your lap at the PC, dick firmly jammed on her.
>Slowly fuck her during a raidboss.
>Go faster the better she does.
>All of Moonie's friends think her breathy exclamations "Ohhhh buck yeah~!" and "Unf~ so gooooood" are just her really getting into the fight.
>Speed up even more.
>Now the sound of wet sex can be heard over the mic.
>A few teammates stop, puzzled by the sound. They get wiped by the boss
>Keeps happening until Moondancer is going solo.
>She kills it just as you nut with the force of a fire hose.
>Everyone realizes what was going on when she screams "YES! PAINT MY GUTS WHITE YOU BIG FUCK!"
>Not only did she get rutted the entire game, she gets all the loot because the team got distracted by the noise and killed.
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>>30554235

POSITIVE SKILL REINFORCEMENT!
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>Be Anon
>It was market day, a time to restock your dwindling supply of alcohol, cheesy puffs, and other, less essential things
>You were in the middle of a rigorous haggling session with Ponyville's local grumpy horse and lesbian Bonbon
>And by that you meant you had your pants down and were shaking your ass in her face
>"Anon, I don't know how many times I need to see you that this does nothing more me," grump horse said in that bored, flat voice of hers
"I don't care. I'm gonna keep doing this until you give me those caramels for five bits."
>"Ten."
"Five."
>"Eight, and that's the lowest I'm going."
"Bullshit," you said, dropping it like it was hot, before jutting your ass at the mare, forcing her to jerk her head back. "Five, or neither of us is going to get anything done today."
>Bonbon's eyes narrowed
>You could see it in her eyes that she wanted to tell you to fuck off
>Unfortunately for her, she knew that you weren't some limp-dick sally that went back on a promise
>No...
>You'd keep shaking what your momma gave you until she closed her stand up for the night if you had to
>You've done it before, and you were more than happy to do it again
>Her nose scrunching up, Bonbon sighed
>"Fine. Just pull your bucking pants up and give me my bits you whorse of a stallion."
"I'm not a slut if I don't put out," you said, bending down and pulling your pants up with practiced ease. "I'm just a tease."
>"Yeah, well get your teasing flank outta here before I call the guard. Again."
>Works every time...
>You quickly reached into your pocket and pulled out a handful of bits, slamming them into the stand's countertop
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>>30554292
>Frowning, Bonbon took them and handed you your candy, which you took with a smile
"Pleasure doing business with ya," you said, stuffing the candy into your pocket
>Bonbon's frown deepened, and she made a gesture with her hooves that were you pretty sure was the horse equivalent of the middle finger
>Not that you gave a shit or anything...
>Cause you got your motherfucking candy...
>Stepping away from the cart, you looked around the marketplace for your next victim
>Across the street, you could see the gryphon that sold the town its meat sitting at her little stand trying very hard not to look at you
>Even from here you could see her feathers puffed out and her beak scrunched
>And we have a winner...
>Grabbing all of the food and what-not you had collected thus far, you began to make your way across the street, all the while wondering what'd you get
>A roast might be nice...
>Or maybe you could get some fat and bones and make a little something with that...
>If this little bird was particularly flustered today you might even be able to get a couple of really nice stea--
>"Hey there good looking, you miss me?"
>A shiver ran up your spine as a raspy, overly loud voice made its way to your ears
>You paused mid step, and as you stood there, eyes widening, you could feel hatred building up inside of you
>This kind of hate wasn't natural in the human body
>It was too concentrated, too pure
>It was almost like you were pulling the hatred from the earth just to feel it the moment that voice hit your ears
>In a matter of moments, you could feeling it welling up in your stomach, spreading out to your extremities
>Slowly, you turned around to see a certain grinning blue pegasus with a rainbow mane
>The hatred concentrated, and very nearly felt solid in your stomach
"Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu," you growled, channeling every bit of that hate into your voice
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>>30554321
>While the ponies walking around you flinched at your tone, many looking at you with worry and even a little bit of fear, the one that you had unleashed your malice on seemed completely unaffected
>"Yeah, it's me," Rainbow said, puffing out her chest. "I was just flying by and I saw that your flank looked pretty fat this morning, so I thought I'd some over and say hello."
>She gave you a wink
>"You're welcome."
>You said nothing as she began walking around you, poking around at the bag in your arms
>"Whatcha got here, hot stuff? Food for after the two of us rut later today?"
>You could feel the heartbeat of the earth
>The trees sang songs of silence and sadness
>On the wind, you could hear a single word
>H A T E
>"You know, I was talking to Rarity the other day and I heard you had a little fun with her in the showers," the pegasus continued, rubbing herself against your groin as she circled. "I didn't think you were into those kind of mares, big guy, but I hope you at least gave my sis a good time."
>You watched as Rainbow's mouth moved, but you couldn't hear a single word she said
>All you could see was her big mouth opening and closing, like a drying fish that was gasping for the air that would never come
>"I'm kinda wondering when you're gonna throw this girl a bit of cock too," Rainbow said. "I know, I know, you're probably just a bit nervous to ask somepony like ME to dirty dance, since I'm so awesome and all, but there's no need to be shy big guy. The Dash will give you a night to remember, you don't have to worry about that."
>Stopping in front of you, the pegasus winked, producing two tickets from under a wing
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>>30554345
>"I'll tell you what, I got two tickets to some fancy-shmancy play up in Canterlot. Why don't I come over at like five and take you up there so we can have ourselves a little fun?" she offered, waving the tickets at you. "I'll take you out to dinner, you'll wear something nice, and at the end of the night I'd milk that cock of yours dry. How's that sound?"
>You tried to open your mouth to say something, but when you did no words came out
>Dash must have taken your silence as approval, because her smile widened just a hair
>"Great! I'll see you in a couple hours, hot stuff," she said, giving you a wink before brushing past you. "Make sure to get ready early huh? I don't want to wait around for you for half the night because you can't get your hair just how you like it."
>Rainbow then extended a wing and gave you a slap on the bottom
>This was a hard slap; the kind of slap that would have had you leaping into the air and yelping in any other case
>But your rage had you rooted to the earth like a tree
>It flowed through you, filled you to bursting
>You knew no fear, no hunger, no weariness
>At that moment, you weren't even human
>No...
>You had ascended
>Slowly, you looked over your shoulder at the retreating pegasus
>Your expression must have been death itself, because the ponies around you took a few hasty steps backward, some ponies even hiding behind their carts
>It took a few moments, but when you could finally get your mouth to work your spoke
"You fucked up."

~_~_~_~_~_~

>Be random garbage pone
>You were making your way around town, humming a little tune to yourself as you dumped any full garbage cans you found near the street into the cart you were pulling
>It was just a little after lunch time, and your shift was starting to wind down
>As you tossed a couple of garbage bags into your cart, you wondered what you'd do with the rest of your day, as well as what your stallion was going to make for supper tonight
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>>30554369
>You hoped that it was carrot casserole, since you and your herd had been eating leftovers for the last three nigh--
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
>You very nealy jumped out of your horse shoes as the sound of very frantic, very angry screaming filled your ears
>Your head whipped to the side to see that Anonymous fella running at you at full hilt
>The hyoo-man's eyes were wild, and his features almost looked demonic
>Upon closer inspection, you noticed that he was carrying Rainbow Dash over his head
>Just like the hyoo-man, the pegasus was screaming her head off, a look of very real fear etched on her face
>you could see her wings flapping frantically, trying to get away, but Anon's grip around her barrel was absolute
>Ohbuckingshit
>Eyes widening, you desperately tried to unhitch yourself from your cart
>Stallion or not, you weren't stupid enough to stand in front of an angry giant
>You liked living, thank you very much
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
>"SOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEPPPPPPPOOOOONNNNNNNNYYYYYYYY HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLPPPPP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
>When Anon was just a few feet away, you finally managed to unhook yourself
>Yelping, you hit the deck, covering your face with your hooves
>Anon, roaring like a Ursa Major, leaped over you, eyes glued to the one of the empty garbage cans you had just sat down a few moment's prior
>Just as his feet touched the earth, he reared back before sending Rainbow crashing down
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>>30554387
>You lifted your head up just in time to see him throwing her face first into the trash can
>A mighty clang rang out, and the garbage can bent outward as the now twitching pegasus was forced inside of it
>...
>Okay then...
>Anon looked down at Rainbow for a second or two, before silently spinning around and going back the way that he came
>You watched him go, both confused and a little concerned
>Thankfully, after a few moments, you heard a voice come from the garbage can
>"So... was that... a no... to the date... then?"
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>>30554235
>>30554247
>Why Moondancer gets hyper focus the closer she is to orgasm, you have no idea. But you do know it's fun.
>Fuck Moondancer while she's playing a shooter.
>Edge her so close that just breathing on her snatch would send her over.
>Every salty mare in the lobby calls her a shameless aimbot.
>Take the mic and shit talk the whole lobby as you slowly get ready to burst.
>The REEEEEEEEE you get only makes your dick harder.
>Finally let Moonie cum just as she pops her tactical PoneNuke.
>You pop your tactical nut in her womb.
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>>30554392
Alright, I'm done
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>>30554401
DO NOT BE MEAN TO COLOR PONE
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>>30554401
Needs more Bon.
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>>30554450
color pone is trash and decidedly not a pure maiden
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>>30538523
kek
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>>30554450
You're waifu a shit.
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>>30554516
>>30554541
I'll do awful butt things to both of you
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>>30554579
>>30554585
are the silvanus links giving anyone else a 404?
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>>30554579
>>30554585
>Celestia and Luna
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>>30554401
Classic LaP...
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>>30554401
kek. Thanks LaP
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>>30554450
Color pone is the most loyal pone.
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>>30554874
But she sold her friend into slavery.
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>>30554874
Literally sold her friend into slavery
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>>30554874
Of all the poners, Rainbow would be the one to appreciate a monogamous partner the most.
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>>30554891
>>30554903
>Writers in charge of being consistent.
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>The rear door suddenly pops open, and you scramble to toss your lit cigarette onto the ground and smother it.
>A familiar grey mare in a dark black clerical robe slides out into the opening and turns to find you there, your foot splayed to the side awkwardly to hide your deed.
>”Oh! Anonymous, I didn’t know you were here,” she says, surprised.
“Uh, yep,” you say, nodding, “just, uh, gettin’ a little fresh air before I head in.”
>She smiles, but you don’t miss the way her snout begins to wiggle.
>You cough and slide your foot back into a less suspicious position at your side, hoping that your little friend came along with it.
“You just getting started with the drive?”
>She peers at you for a moment before reaching back through the door and yanking a black garbage bag through the arch.
>”Mmhm,” she hums in a chipper manner, “that nice young mare from Sweet Apple Acres just came in with the surplus. I was about to set up the tables.”
>The little pony grunts as she heaves the bag of junk up over her head and tosses it into the large black bin on the other side of the back stoop.
>She places a hoof on the lid like she’s about to close it up, but she doesn’t, glancing back at you instead.
>You smile at her, taking in her expectant look artlessly.
>She grins back and shakes her head.
>”Littering isn’t a sin,” she says, “but that other habit of yours is swinging a little close to gluttony – in my professional opinion, of course.”
>You peer at her dumbly for several seconds before chuckling and pulling back your foot to pick your dead butt up off the ground.
“I was gonna’ throw it away…” you mutter as you approach the can.
>”After I was gone, I’m sure.”
“Yeeeeesss, after you were gone,” you reply in a huff.
>She looks pleased with herself as you toss the tiny roll into the dumpster.
>”All the kids think they can pull a fast one on old, uncool miss Rosary, but they never factor her IRON NOSE into the equation!” she says, jamming a hoof at her snout.
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>>30554566
>implying that's a deterrent
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>>30554932
>”This old gal was BUILT to sniff out the misdeeds of troubled youths!”
“Ohhhh, I’m a ‘troubled youth’ now, am I? And is that BRAGGING I hear?”
>You smirk at her as the two of you close in on the back door.
“Sounds an aaaawful lot like Pride – in my unprofessional opinion.”
>The mare scoffs and slaps a hoof against her breast, jiggling the moon-and-sun pendant hanging around her neck.
>”Unprofessional is right! After all, I’m not lauding my own talents – quite the opposite! I’m merely acknowledging the wisdom and grace that Our Lady Faust demonstrated in creating me to serve her good will so expertly,” she proclaims.
>”Perk of being a part of the clergy, young stallion; I know ALL the loopholes.”
>You snort, a wave of genuine laughter rippling up from your chest.
>She twists her face in an effort to hold back but cracks up with you all the same.
>After she’s had her fill she takes a tall breath and regains most of her composure, turning to you.
>”Well, you coming in?”
>She taps the back door with her leg and a long sliver of old, dry, blue paint slips off the crumbling door.
>She doesn’t even notice.
>”After we were done doling out the food, me and the girls were going to break out miss P’s old playing cards,” she says, the excitement already present in her eyes.
“Oh yeah?” you say, “Found the ones you were missing?”
>The grey mare deflates slightly.
>”Well… no,” she replies, “but that’s okay.”
>She shrugs and beams up at you.
>”Don’t need all the cards to play Go-Fish. Heck, that just makes it more exciting!”
>The two of you laugh again and finally step inside the building, setting out immediately to complete the task you were assigned.
>The Monday Mass goes as well as it always does.
>A scant handful of ponies pass into the church, file quietly into the old, creaky pews, hoof through the dingy pamphlets and listen to Miss Rosary’s ‘Moon’ portion of the two-day weekly sermon.
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>>30554944
>At the end of mass, the less well-off ponies – which is to say, most of them – walk through the rear of the building to the back.
>The group lines up, and one by one receives the surplus food donations that the church managed to scrounge together this week.
>They collect what they can, exchange pleasantries with the sisters, and then leave.
>You were a little short again this week, so not all of the ponies could get what they needed.
>They rarely fault any of you for it, though, never raise any trouble or anything.
>’Maybe next time’ they say, and head off to do their business.
>When all non-staff have gone, you and the sisters (but mostly you and Rosary) trot around the building and do your best to spruce things up.
>Clear away cobwebs, sweep and mop, fix serious structural issues with duct tape – that sort of thing.
>Come three o’clock, Rosary and the other sisters kindly usher you to the front door to give you your pay for the week.
>Rosary counts out each every single Bit closely and in front of you.
>The coin is sparse around the church, sure, but that isn’t the reason she does it.
>She does it purely for your sake, to make sure you get everything she thinks you’re owed.
>The little mare in her patchwork black robes hands you the money without a single hint of regret or hesitation in her eyes, every single week like clockwork.
>The measures you’ve started taking to return her the funds in one way or another are getting extravagant, as are the COUNTERMEASURES the crafty minister has begun to employ to nullify your efforts.
>You don’t even try to give everything back; that’s the worst part.
>You need the money badly, just about as much as they do.
>Whether it’s the sparsity of work, your species, your gender, or just your shit personality – you don’t know – but steady employment has been hard to come by.
>The odd jobs you’ve managed to snag all over town are helping make ends meet, but that’s just about all you do.
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>>30554891
>>30554903
>I like to blow things out of proportion and hang onto them for years like some kind of mentally troubled jealous ex
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>>30554958
>There isn’t any wiggle room for maintenance at your place, let alone replacements or, dare you even think the words, recreational spending.
>Your current budget only flies if you categorize your dangerous nicotine addiction as ‘food’.
>Things used to be worse.
>But the sisters were always there for you, looking out for you when you needed it most.
>Hell, you used to LIVE with them before you got started renting your little hole in the wall on 3rd.
>Working with them for so long probably gave you a lot of credibility in the ‘not going to murder you and then drain you of your life fluids’ department with the townsfolk.
>Their kindness and understanding might actually be why you’re still alive right now – with a door to lock and a bed to sleep in, no less.
>For all those reasons and more do you find yourself in the same place every start of the week, helping with whatever they needed you for.
>By the time the next Sunday morning rolls around you’re out of your bed bright and early, preparing to head back in.
>This time you’re smarter about it, though.
>You get your morning death stick sorted ON THE WAY, instead of once you get there, saving you time and protecting you from any waggling hooves.
>You enter the church from the alley door like usual, greet the ladies, set up the space donation food for easy dispersal, and play about in the background while Rosary wraps up her sermon.
>When the usuals finally start lining up to collect their pittance, you’re surprised to see Rosary waving you in from a side door, attempting to usher you closer.
“Uhh, alright… can you ladies, uhh?” you trail off as you roll up your apron and gesture at the waiting ponies.
>The other sisters, most of whom were senior to Rosary by literal decades, wave you off without a second thought.
>”Go on dear,” Prim Patience warbles out through her old mare shakes, “we’ve got everything taken care of.”
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>>30554970
>”Exceptin’ who’s gonna wear that cute little apron now that you’re gone,” Miss Cauliflower chuckles out in what is probably the closest thing to racy joke that any of the tame mares could muster; Miss P. gives her the eye for it, too.
>You roll your eyes and leave them with the congregation, quickly crossing the room and slipping through the side door to meet Rosary on the other side.
>”We’ve got a bit of a problem…” she says the moment she sees you, “I’m sorry to do this to you, but I really need a hoof this time.”
>You wave a hand at her apologetic expression, hoping to ease her mind.
“Don’t sweat it, what do you need?”
>She scuffs her hooves on the ground.
>”Well, uh… you know those two young boys from last week? The ones who were going to volunteer for school credit?”
>’Dim, lots of cologne, limp-wristed, big hair’ – your brain checks off in remembrance.
“Yeah, what about ’em?”
>”They just called in sick. Both of’em did, just now. At the same time…” she says, frowning at the ground. “in the same phone call...”
>You return her an unhappy grumble at the news, allowing her to continue.
>”I was gonna have them out front today. You know, selling those donated cookies we got from the mayor?” she says, and you nod.
>”But now we’re a little low on hooves, and I was wondering if maybe you’d step in for them?”
>She flashes you a troubled but hopeful smile, one you return instantly.
“Definitely,” you reply, “let’s get started. Where we going, what’re we doing?”
>A look of relief crosses her face.
>”O-Oh! Uhh, well, it’ll just be out front. We got the cookies and tables all ready, we just gatta’ carry’em out there. Prices and such are taped to the table already.”
>She turns to walk down the hall, beckoning you to follow her.
>”There’s, uh, there’s one more thing…” she adds hesitantly.
>You trot up to match her pace and peer at her inquisitively.
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>>30554977
>”We appreciate everything you do for us here, Anonymous,” she says, grinning up at you, “us and the congregation both. But, uh, well, seein’ as this is gonna be something official that our ‘organization’ is taking part in with the mayor, we were gonna have those boys dress the part, if you follow?”
>She motions to her old black robe and realization dawns on you.
“Ohh, you want me to wear…?”
>”Yes, just this once,” she clarifies, “just so that the folks who aren’t usual faces around here get the idea that it’s for the church right off the bat, you know? If you don’t want to it’s okay. I won’t force you or anything,”
>The little mare searches your face for a moment, cautious, even if there wasn’t much need.
>You weren’t exactly the spiritual sort back home, and you’re pretty sure they have an inkling of that fact, but you didn’t mind suiting up.
>If anything you enjoyed the thought.
>Made you feel a little more like ‘part of the gang’.
>You express those thoughts to her on the way to the broom closet.
>”You… you sure? You don’t mind?” she asks.
>You shake your head and the little mare breathes a sigh of relief, even gains a little hop to her step.
>Once you reach your destination she throws open the small door, pushes some mops aside, and yanks a beat-up cardboard box out to inspect.
>Inside it are various bits and bobs of clothing and other such religious garments, most of which you’ve never seen before.
>She brushes most of them aside to get at the bundle of black robes at the very bottom, pulling one out for you to see.
>it’s similar to the ones that she and the other sisters wear, but with a few specific differences.
>They’re longer for a start.
>The ‘gowns’ cover much more of the body overall, both around the hips and the front limbs.
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>>30554891
>>30554903
Twilight committed genocide against a bunch of Pinkie Pies but I don't see anybody saying she's a bad waifu because of it.
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>>30554961
kek
>"Celestia above, you sell -one- friend into slavery and you never hear the end of it."
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>>30554993
>There are additional pieces clothes-pinned to the main body for ease of packing and keeping them together, and the extra items consist of rarely-seen pony-pants, and something that looks suspiciously like a Nun’s habit.
>”We’ve had these old things boxed up for almost two generations! You know, in case we got any boys on the team.”
>You smile a wary smile and lift one of the hoods up to examine it.
“Yeah, they kinda’… look like they’re from a few generations past…”
>Rosary flashes you a confused look before turning back to the clothing.
>”Whaddaya’ mean?” she says, “These are pretty much identical to the newer ones by my knowledge…”
>She cocks her head, examining the robe portion more closely.
>”Might be a snug fit, though. You are on the big si-si—aye-aye-aye, ooo, okay! Stop talking Rosary....”
>She hastily shakes her head.
>”What… what was I saying? Can’t remember. Ehehehe…”
>You flash her a puzzled look and she lets out a bit more nervous laughter.
>”S-Sorry, sorry. I wasn’t, uh… IMPLYING anything. I know how the fellas are all super keen on their figures these days,” she says, waving a hoof haphazardly.
>You click your tongue and reach out to take the bundle of clothing still in her other hoof, placing it back in the box which you then lift into your arms.
“Watch the door for me, okay?”
>”Oh yeah, of course. Sure,” she says, “nopony’ll come in.”
>You slip into the broom closet and set the box down at your feet.
>”Uhh, thanks again. For everything,” she says as you close the door.
>It takes a minute or two for you to compare sizes in the relative dark of the closet, but eventually you decide on which of the outfits is the biggest, strip away most of your clothes, and attempt to put it on.
>’Snug fit’ was an understatement.
>Compared to humans, ponies could be deceptively large.
>You’ve even seen a few that might match you pound-for-pound and height-for-height if you rounded a little – and a lot of them were mares.
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>>30555003
>continues to act like a crazy deranged ex
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>>30555007
>The ponies these little robes were designed for were of no such stature.
>They fight you every step of the way.
>You thought the pants would be the worst part, and they certainly are bad, but nowhere near as tight as top-most portion of the robe.
>The torso piece hugs your chest for dear life, practically choking the breath from your lungs.
>Pony withers weren’t much like human shoulders either, which also posed a problem.
>Your arms barely fit into the foreleg sleeves.
>Once you finally laced your limbs through, the shoulder portions hiked your upper arms in an awkward manner.
>Frustrated, you eventually try to force the clothes to give way a little.
>Just a little, just so you have some room to move around.
>Eventually, the fabric does give.
>Just… not in the way you were hoping.
“Shhhhhhhhhit, fuck me,” you hiss angrily under your breath, whipping your head around to examine your shoulders.
>”P-Profanity,” a female voice mumbles meekly on the other side of the door.
”Sorry,” you mutter, only half meaning it.
“There may, uh… be a situation. With the clothes.”
>”Oh dear… did they rip?” she replies, and you feel a weight lean in on the door.
>Your heart strums for a moment when you think she might open it, but she doesn’t.
>Not like it matters much; sans the tears, you’re pretty much done.
>Even if you weren’t sure you wanted to be seen like this.
“Kinda…”
>You open the door and slowly step out into the light, allowing her to see you.
>Rosary’s eyes noticeably widen.
>Everything around your hips and chest are going slightly numb.
>The sleek black clothing squeezes you like a vice in every which-way, accentuating areas you’d rather keep UNaccentuated.
>You have an overwhelming desire to cover your groin with your hands.
>The tears in the lining on the shoulders are fairly uniform but extremely visible, each one revealing the skin on the peaks of your shoulders to the open air.
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>>30555017
>Practically the only thing not strangling you right now is your black and white Nun habit, which actually fits quite comfortably - especially compared to everything else.
>The minister raises her forehooves and clasps then in front of her mouth.
>”O-Ohhh… oh I… I see…” she whispers.
>Her following silence wears on your confidence a tad.
“Shit,” you curse, twisting around as much as you felt safe to in an effort to examine yourself.
>”Language.”
“How bad is it?”
>Rosary cocks her head at you.
>”Ohh, it’s not… ‘bad’, per se… just a little messy. I’m sure it’ll be fine, it doesn’t need to be perfect…”
>She twists her face into a more optimistic expression.
>”Being vain is a sin, ya’ know? Right? Hahaha…”
>You suffer an unpleasant shiver as a slight breeze passes by you and tickles you in more places you’d like to think about.
“Let’s just… do this, okay?”
>”Yes! Yes I agree. Let’s just do this fast and get it over with! Here, I’ll carry the tables, you meet me out front. Deal?”
>You don’t much like the idea of leaving the maturing mare with any of the heavy lifting, but you also don’t want to test your luck with this getup any more.
“Deal…”
>You walk, or maybe more like ‘waddle’, through the halls back toward the front of the church, separating from Rosary about 2/3rds of the way.
>The breathiness of your clothing becomes infinitely more worrying the second you step outside and onto the dry grass.
>The minster follows close behind you, weighed down with boxes and other supplies that you do your best to relieve her of each time she returns.
>In less than fifteen minutes everything is set up on the grass and ready for you; tables lined with cookies for you to sell, and a chair waiting to support your dangerously taught ass throughout the ordeal.
>”That should be all of it,” the grey pony says as she swipes a fetlock across her brow.
>”I’m gonna head back in to help the girls. You… think you’ll be alright out here?”
>Her ears dip and she drops her gaze.
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>>30555029
>”You’re independent – I know. But it’s okay if you’re feeling nervous. I’m sure Miss P’d be happy to come out here with you if you wanted her too. She sits through the whole food drive anyways. I can go and get her, it’ll only take a sec.”
>You smile and shake your head.
“If I haven’t been mugged in the dark outside my apartment,” ‘yet’, your brain helpfully chimes in, “then it isn’t going to happen on the sidewalk in front of a church in broad daylight.”
>She doesn’t look all too happy about your decision, but she starts back toward the church all the same.
>”Well, okay…” she replies, “just be careful. And if ya’ need anything, don’t be afraid to ask. We’ll be right inside, okay?”
>You nod again and wave, coaxing a smile back onto her face.
>The morning passes slowly, and you get few visitors to your little cookie stand.
>You optimistically reason that it’s because of the time.
>When noon begins to approach and more ponies start appearing on the street, you stand up from behind the table to try to communicate a more active mood to possible customers.
>It might be working.
>You are getting a bit more attention now.
>Ponies occasionally linger on the other side of the street and peer at you through the corner of their eyes, debating with themselves on whether or not to approach.
“It’s okay!” you call out to one with a friendly wave, “you don’t have to pledge your soul to Dagon or anything; they’re just baked-goods!”
>The caramel-colored pegasus mare spares a quick glance at her gal pals before moving to cross the street, chuckling.
>Her friends trickle in line behind her, following her lead.
>”That’s a relief,” she replies.
>You put on what you hope is a charming smile and motion at the table near your hip.
“I’ve got cookies, here. Delicious and only MOSTLY sin free, so there’s still a little fun in ’em. All proceeds go directly to the church and, uh… keeping us alive for one more day.”
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>>30555045
>You grin wider to que her in to your joke, and she actually laughs again.
>Smooth as silk.
>”Welllll… I guess if it’s for a good cause…” she reasons slowly, turning to fish her wallet out of her hip bag.
>Her friends do the same, and you feel a hint of pride well up in your chest.
>You and the mares iron out their selections and pricing for a moment before you dole them out their purchases.
>It might just be the leftover embarrassment you were still enduring from wearing this getup, but it feels like their eyes unnaturally stick to you through the entire transaction.
>Especially when you aren’t looking directly at them.
>Each time you turn back to one, her eyes dart back up to your face from where they used to be.
>Usually somewhere lower.
>By the time all the boxes of cookies and bits have properly exchanged parties, each of them looks oddly satisfied to be in possession of their new – if you were honest – overpriced sweets.
>You catch the pegasus mare wandering her eyes again, this time a touch more blatantly.
>She smirks.
>”Do you do this often?” she asks, “sell the cookies, I mean.”
>You have to think for a moment to offset the new wave of self-conscious you were now experiencing.
“No… not really…?”
>You pause to think again, desperately trying to keep up the charade that you were actually a functioning member of society who could hold a conversation.
”Uhh, but the church does all kinds of other stuff! To raise money, I mean. And not just for themselves, for charity too. The old girls are pretty active.”
>You chuckle.
“You should see Miss P. when she gets goin’. Nobody believes a pony in a walker can move so fast until they see it with their own eyes.”
>The group titters pleasantly and exchanges looks with each other.
>”Well, that’s very nice. But I was a bit more interested in what ‘you’ specifically were up to,” the caramel mare replies.
“Uhh… me?” you reply dumbly, flashing them a confused look.
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>>30555057
>They watch you and wait for your reply, grinning confidently.
>Wait…
>Is this…
>Are you… flirting right now?
>Your brow jumps and the self-conscious boogeyman reemerges.
>You pass a quick look down at your clothes –which were practically a second skin at this point – and have the sudden desire to slip back behind the table where the price tags and tablecloth might better cover you up.
“Uhh, well, I help out around the place when I can…” you mumble, trying to sound unaffected.
>”That’s very kind of you,” she replies, “maybe you could tell me more about it some time?”
>She does it again.
>Her eyes dip and then swim back up.
>Slowly.
“Uhh, well, maybe if I’m around again?” you respond weakly.
>There are more ponies approaching your stand now.
>You weren’t really paying much attention to it before, but now that you were a touch more sensitive to the prospect, you were beginning to notice that most of your customers –prospective or otherwise – were female.
>And they were ogling you.
>You were wearing a skimpy, tight nun outfit, and they were ogling you.
>Some of them did it right in front of their husbands too, if much more subtly.
>At first it was a little overwhelming.
>The wandering eyes took their toll on your confidence more than once, especially in conjunction with all the quick math you had to do to make sure you weren’t stiffing any of them.
>After a while, though, it started to get easier.
>The boxes moved faster, the conversations came and went with ease.
>Even their sneaky eyes became easier to weather.
>You actually managed to slip a smart line in here or there, bouncing some of their confidence back at them.
>It felt great, and time began to pass more quickly.
>But eventually it all ended.
>You were done.
>You knew you were done, because the boxes of sweets were all gone.
>That’s never happened before – properly ‘finishing’ a money-making effort that the church was hosting.
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>>30555065
>You lift the metal box holding the bits from your sales so that you can wrap up the tablecloth, and it feels heavy.
>Really heavy; you almost can’t lift it with just one hand.
>The ponies keep trickling in, even though it’s quite apparent from your cleanup that you’ve finished doing whatever it is you’re doing.
>The sale is done but they just keep coming.
>Looking to talk to you, maybe.
>But more importantly, looking to spend money on something you literally couldn’t sell them any more of.
>Suffice it to say, you’re in a bit of a daze from the sudden success of the day when Rosary finally trots back out into the yard to check on you.
>Her face scrunches with worry when she sees what you’re doing, and she wastes no time in approaching you.
>”What happened, sweetie?” she asks carefully, “what’s wrong?”
>After being leered at so much over the last few hours, you can’t help but notice that her eyes don’t stray from your face for a single second while she speaks, not once.
“I’m, uh… we’re, done.”
>”W-What?” she replies, uncertain.
>You snap the last of the table legs into position, lean down, pick up the tiny metal box you set down nearby in the grass, and hand it to her.
>She jerks in surprise when she realizes its true fullness, the box sinking close to the ground in her hooves before she lifts it a bit higher.
>”Wa-howie! That’s h-heav-…”
>Her eyes widen with realization.
>”… you… it’s all gone?” she says slowly.
>She motions at the barren, folded up tables, dubious.
>”You’re… done? You sold it all?”
“Yeah,” you reply plainly.
>The look on her face is difficult to describe.
>She eyes the box for several seconds, looking past the exterior to acknowledge its contents, the raw meaning of the money you’d just handed her gradually dawning.
>She looks like she’s going to cry...
>”I can’t believe…” she whispers.
>She turns to you, her expression quickly ramping into a bright, brilliant smile.
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>>30555075
>Today our Lady is good!” she cries giddily, “and it’s all thanks to you! Ohh, I don’t know WHAT you did, but I can’t even begin to-to-to – ohhhh goodness!“
>The little grey mare fiddles with the box of money for a moment, trying to figure out what to do with it.
>Eventually she turns and holds the box up for you to take, her grin still splitting her face.
>”Okay! Okay. You just take this – I don’t wanna steal your thunder! – and bring it in to the girls to show ’em! I bet they’ll be so surprised that they’ll, ahahaha! I don’t even know what they’ll do!”
>You shrug and reach down to take the lockbox from her hooves, matching her explosively pleasant mood with your expression as best you can.
>The minister squirms in place, brimming with energy that her little earth pony body can’t seem to expend fast enough.
>Eventually she chirps with laughter and whips around, rushing back toward the church as fast as she can.
>”I can’t wait!” she cries happily, “I’m gonna tell ’em myself! Ooo, I can’t wait! I’m sorry!”
>She leaves you there, too absorbed in her reverie to turn back even if you called out to her, which you didn’t.
>You were still stewing in the aftermath, piecing together your epiphany.
>Your eyes cut across the yard to fall on the building that Rosary eventually vanishes into.
>You scrutinize it, examining every broken banister, gnarled stair, cracked window and patch of sun-chipped paint.
>You look upon the beaten sun-and-moon emblem in the front yard as it sags low toward the ground, the stake propping it up warped and splintering.
>You watch the last few hopefuls exiting the side of the building, empty-hooved after another short food day.
>Finally, you drop your head to look upon the Bit-stuffed box held closely to your chest.
>—and so too at the bit of skin-tight black clothing covering said chest…
>These pitiful days of the church mares looking after you and picking up your slack are over.
>It’s time to give something back.
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>>30555091
>Now you could finally be useful for something in your new, miserable life, and you could do it by helping the ponies who mattered most.
>They deserved more.
>Which is good… because you have a feeling that things are going to start getting better around here.
>A LOT better.
>You’ll make sure of it.
>You shift the heavy metal box around in your arms and set out toward the church.
>And you smile.
>You smile a triumphant, hopeful, gleeful… cunning, devious, WICKED smile.
>Praise Faust.
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>>30555007
>Anon remains silent
>Ponefriend continues to dig herself deeper
>"I mean, there's nothing wrong with being on the large side! Plenty of mares like that body type! N-Not that I mean that they fetishize it or anything, I just mean that some mares have particular tastes, and that's okay. Which isn't to say that you're fa-large enough for those types of mares to be interested in you, I just.... I just... Hmmm..."
>Ponefriend makes a whining noise, covers her eyes with her hooves, and hopes for the best
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>>30554904
Probably true but the same could be said about loyalty to the herd.
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>>30554995
That's because Pinkie Pie is literal garbage. One of her is more than enough.
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>>30555065
>“Uhh, well, I help out around the place when I can…” you mumble, trying to sound unaffected.
>>”That’s very kind of you,” she replies, “maybe you could tell me more about it some time?”
>>She does it again.
>>Her eyes dip and then swim back up.
>>Slowly.
>“Uhh, well, maybe if I’m around again?” you respond weakly.
Anon, no, don't show weakness. The mares will eat you alive.
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>>30555120
nice story
I rike.
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>>30555094
I like thing. Awkward Anon being ogled by mares is always fun.
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>>30555094
That was a really cute story, I liked it.
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>>30555010
>Fluttershy wants that yandere HMD.
>Dash warns her not to let crazy stick its dick in her.
>They were together for a couple of years, and it turns out Anon is just as vindictive and neurotic an ex as he was a boyfriend.
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>>30555215
says who
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>>30555215
That sounds great. I could form an unhealthy obsession with some mare, and all the other lonely mares and fillies would see that and be all "I wish a stallion loved me that much"

Meanwhile I'm going through my marefriend's mail to make sure she isn't talking to any other stallions, and angrily demanded just who the fuck this "dad" is anyway!?
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>>30555094
That was a little bit of alright. Pastebin?
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>>30554995
Pinkie deserves genocide
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>>30555094
I try to avoid stuff with even a hint of dogma. Man was it strong with this green. However, I figured I'd give it a shot and I ended up liking it. World building and character presentation was good. Dialog felt forced in the beginning but balanced out toward the end. Good job. Keep it up.
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>>30555003
This was over a book too, she sold her friend into slavery over a fucking book
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>>30555640
>samefagging
Sad!
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>>30555646
>mimicking Orange Drank in Chief

Have some respect for yourself.
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>>30554401
Fucking noice
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>>30555692
He's the president of the United States of America, have some respect for the position and office.
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Poppedanon, you got horsewords for us when you get off work?
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>>30555719
He's a piece of shit from Jersey who treats the presidency like a low rent reality show. Fuck that guy and his Euro whore wife.
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>>30555692
>Orange Drank
God, I love orange Kool-aid. The only flavor superior to that is cherry. All that lime flavor and blue raspberry flavors can go fuck themselves.
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>>30555906
>t. Hillary voter
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>>30555003
>>30555640
>>30555646
>implying
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>>30553764
>You rend and tear. Bite and rip. The blood splatters against your muzzle. There are no sounds, only the dance. Your pulse rushes in your ears, keeping the beat to a sonata only the two of you can hear. Everything is electric, your senses heightened, your pupils reduced to slits from the high. You can feel the fabric of reality itself thumping in time. But all too soon, the dance ends.
>Be Deimos. Demi to your friends. Older sister to little Phoebee. You are sitting on the edge of town, waiting for your sis to return. You feel a presence beside you. A warm hand caresses your mane.
>”Hello there, my little one.”
>You look up at the towering stallion.
“Will she be okay?”
>”That’s tough to say. You know how my little Bee is. She feels she has something to prove. It’s tough being the youngest Princess.”
>Your father continues to caress your head as your state into the wilderness.
>”All of you are our children and we love you so much, but I know there is pressure on our foals not seperated from us by the generations.”
>A shadow crosses his eyes as he recalls all the hardships encountered while he and Selene tamed the wild moon. Through sheer magical force turned a dead rock into a home. Controlled it’s very orbit to regulate the climate in defiance of Celestia's will.
>A shadow looms over the horizon. You welcome it, for you are the night. All Father lifts his head, marvelling at it’s size. He smiles.
>”But you know little one, sometimes that feeling of pressure is what allows us to do impossible things.”
>You join your father in welcoming your sister home.

And that's it I guess. Wanted to explore the moon culture everybody made for a bit.
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>>30556546
but there needs to be more

not enough writefags wrote about it and the only other one that did is kill already
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>>30556566
this
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>>30556546
Updated paste bin. There's my other stuff in there too.
>https://pastebin.com/SHnmX2br
Hope someone enjoyed my thing. This isn't my trip, I just use the name of whatever story I post. Haven't written for RGRE in a while, but the moon setting just seemed too cool not to touch.
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>>30556716
It is too cool to leave untouched.
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>>30556106
Why is it that the only people who care about Hillary anymore are the dyed in the wool Trump fags? If you want to get down on your knees and suck some old man cock, just do it. You're a grownup; no need to justify your faggotry by bringing up the bogeyman.
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>>30556546
That was good. I too would've like to see more but nonetheless it was good. As one of the Anons who helped shape the lore we all contributed to I say, Thank you.

>>30556566
>not enough
Indeed. I'm quite proud of Moon Pony/Culture lore that was created. I wish we had more green and that I had more time to write some.
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>>30556743
Oh shut up and quit whining. Trump and Clinton aren't RGRE enough for this thread.
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>>30556716
Oh hey, you were the one who wrote that casting couch short with Photo Finish a while back. Been looking for that.
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>>30556762
kek
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>>30556762
Bernie was never a contender, anon. It's time to let it go.
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>>30557002
Bernie isn't RGRE enough either.
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>>30556546
>The moon ponies is under constant threat of the moon man.
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>>30557002
Not going to lie, it took me a second to realize who you were talking about. The election was about Bernie for about 2 weeks and then he gave up.
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>>30557134
the moon man you say?
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>>30555555
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>>30556743
>You're a grownup; no need to justify your faggotry by bringing up the bogeyman.
That's literally what you're doing though
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m-moon?
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>>30557314
Really shouldn't bother with them.

https://youtu.be/1DTXO0J3ir8?t=5m18s
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>>30557641
MOON!
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>>30557719
I remember watching this. It was at that point that I realized we were living in a dying civilization that is past the point of being saved and all I can expect from the future is hell on Earth.
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>>30557777
That attitude is what lets them win.
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>>30557798
not him

by the point we became aware, they had already won, regardless of how much effort we even have at our disposal

its literally the reason we are here in this board trying to escape
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>>30557798
Hey man, nothing short of bloodshed can even slow this down. I'll be there with a rifle in hand when it all goes sideways, fully prepared to fight and probably die miserably and horribly in a bloody pointless war that will get us nowhere.
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>>30557810
Get a job, or a side job, buy a gun and train with it, get one that uses the same ammo and is not registered.

What the shit hit the fan don't worry about the lives of other, secure yourself first, and they help only those you can trust.

Learn how to grow your own food and live off the land, field guides are cheap.

There will come a time when words are over, most communists are true cowards, they won't stay in a fight that doesn't favor them, so fight as dirty as you can.

Pyracantha makes a great defensive system, especially as Tanglefoot or in a pitfall, wounds from the thorns quickly become very infected.

Never allow yourself to give up hope, America can still be saved.
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>>30557845
Literally none of what you posted helps save civilization, it helps you save yourself and only yourself.
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>>30557848
Then instead of being ready to fix thing when the time comes, kill yourself and spare everyone the bitching.
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>>30557854
you are talking to at least two people

and none of that fixes things
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>>30557777
Where did it all go so wrong?
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>>30557868
you won't get the chance to "protect" anyone

also this isn't rgre, let alone /mlp/
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>>30557868
I don't think you fully appreciate just how bloody and vicious it would get if it came down to violence. People would be getting executed in the streets because they didn't share the same political beliefs, on both sides.

But yeah,
>>30557893
this guy is right.
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>>30557893
>>30557921
Why don't both of you just say what you really mean.

"I'm too lazy to save my own life, even if someone came to me right now and offered to help if I even gave a 25% effort I wouldn't do it."
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>>30557937
You are clearly retarded so I won't waste anymore effort beyond this responding to you.
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>>30557937
your projection with a side of confusion

i could and will, i just don't suffer illusions of grandeur, like you
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>>30557977
seriously i'm all for /pol/ but your just trying to kill the thread aren't you?
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>>30557997
once you admit to shitposting because, "writefags are asleep" is the point you need to think about what your doing

go to bed
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>>30554345
>so I thought I'd some over and say hello."
come*
>>30554369
>finally get your mouth to work your spoke
you*
>>30554392
Awwww LaP, we love you too.
>>30554396
Unf
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>>30558030
your strange form of shitposting has failed anon
its time to go to bed
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>>30557816
I hope I can at least make it a month into the conflict when it happens. I can't even begin to imagine how utterly sad and broken I would be if I got shot and had time to realize I only lasted an hour, or a day as I bled to death.
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>>30557773
Every day I find lovely Nightmare Moon pics.
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>>30558123
I wonder what would have happened if right after NMM appeared a stallion in the audience just shouted out "you're beautiful" or something. Would she have completely stalled in her villainous speech or lost her composure?
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rip in piss you rgre
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>>30551971
How would that work with ticks? Real ones embed their mouth parts in your skin, and it's not designed to come out.
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>>30558186
>You are NMM
>You were mid speech when this delightful specimen of masculinity walked right up to you on those oh so long legs of his
>You couldn't sense a trace of fear on him
>He had a strange look upon his flat face
>One you had not seen directed at you in so long, that you found yourself doubting that you were truly in the waking world
>It was only his words that prevented you from sinking into a sudden panic at the thought that your freedom was an illusion, that you were still trapped within your prison.

"Take me with you, my beautiful Queen."

>All thoughts came to a sudden halt
>You would have worried about having a silly look on your face, but your brain was too busy rebooting to think about that.
>It was a command and a desperate plea in one.
>You couldn't have imagined that flirting tone underlying it all.
>Whatever you were saying suddenly seemed so unimportant

>You are random background pone
>And your night just got even weirder than it already was
>The scary mare just froze in place for a bit midsentence, then turned herself and Anon into a glowy sparkly shadow cloud thing and zoomed off towards the Everfree.
>Everypony is freaking out.
>You have decided you are going to bed, and hoping everything is normal when you wake up.
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>>30557977
>>30557997
>>30558030
>mod will deleted this but leave up the gender pronouns arguing autists posts derailing the drawthread
Oh well, not like it wasn't a shitshow to begin with
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>>30558186
>>30558445
>plan for revenge placed on hold in wake of sudden male attention
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>>30558445
>In a secret bunker under Canterlot, Cadence feels a disturbance in the force
>A surprisingly good one, considering what Celestia had told her was likely to happen.
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>>30553674
>Ramsay doesn't have anything against home cooks
That's not true at all, I once saw GR's twitter account permaban a guy trying to get his opinion on a simple hotdog he made at home!
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>>30554566
Show 'em boy
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>>30556716
>Shiny is a gamer colt
>Cadence is the Trixiest of Thundercunts and plans to get rid of his minis so he can be a normie

Why are they getting married again? When Nerdalis is right there?
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>>30558824
it's just a joke comic
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>>30558440
It does come out, just when they get their fill.
They balloon quite a bit while doing so too.
>An adult female tick can increase her size up to 100 times her original weight while feeding! https://www.sergeants.com/pet-health/fleas-ticks-and-pest-center/ticks/

So, yeah, Mastiff sized tick would grow to the size of a car, and probably would be able to succ ALL of your blood. Also, it probably leave lovely hole wherever it decided to dig in.
All in all, ticks the size of a Mastiff would work better if its the size they grow up to after feeding. That would put them at the initial size of a hampster, or more appropriately, a big tarantula, seeing as they both are arachnids.

Now, the mosquitoes.
seeing as they are big, their needles would be big too, around the size of big medical needles they use to take your blood. Being this big could also result in them not needing to use blood-thinning saliva, meaning no itching inflammation that would make you swell like a balloon. Small mercies, I suppose.
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This entire thread has been one big long buildup to an Aristocrats punchline. Here's hoping the next one will be better.
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>>30558570
>a guy
>you are blocked

i wish GR had responded with a joke
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>>30558445
>delightful specimen of masculinity

So this Anon is super feminine by our standards.
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>>30558512
>NMM still has bits of awkward-around-colts Luna in her
>Despite being confident and powerful, she still feels inexplicably flustered around stallions giving her attention
>Nearly has a panic attack when Anon reaches over and holds her hoof
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>>30559748
>Anon walks up and puts his hands on an increasingly nervous Nightmare's withers.
>"My Queen," he starts slowly, "I say this with all the respect a goddess of your stature should be afforded, so please pardon the crudeness..."
>He leans in closer, and Nightmare can smell the testosterone and arousal pouring off him.
>"... But I'm going to put so many babies in you."
>The Queen of the Night sputters and blushes so red it can be seen through her fur.
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>>30559748
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I LIKE WHERE THIS THREAD IS GOING
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>>30558824
https://pastebin.com/UMnZH7ch
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I want to brush my hands along Nightmare Moon's pretty face
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Huh, given today's news on >>>/mu/74039151, I wonder how an emo pone would handle the news.
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>>30558570
Is that fucking toothpaste?
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>>30560792
Just another reason for me to become an alcoholic
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>>30560597
>"No. You don't understand. I'm evil.."
"Shhh. No. You are misunderstood My Queen."
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>>30560792
>You cancel all your plans for the rest of the day
>Spend the rest of it cuddling and consoling her
>Listening to the discography while she tears up
>Even though you don't have the same connection to the singer as she does
>You have answer questions about life and death
>"Anon," she begins, hugging you tighter, "I don't want to see you die."
"We all have to die someday. We should make the most of the time we have together."
>"No, I mean I want to be the first of us to die."
"What? Why?"
>"I don't think I could live in a world without you."
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>>30561538
Stop.
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>>30561538
>tfw listening to this
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDGk-BIAKDk
>tfw listening to it makes simple things like this hit much further out of its league than it should
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>Moon

SUNNED
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>>30561802
Absolutely not. I will milk the moon for all its worth
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>Be Anon
>It was late at night, and after spending an hour or so looking at yourself in your bathroom mirror wondering about just how worthless it all was, you found yourself lying in your bed
>You had your covers pulled up to your neck, and you were staring up at your bedroom ceiling
>Unfortunately, it was too dark to see any cracks, but you passed the time imagining you were staring into the abyss
>And, like always, that motherfucker blinked
>You had just about been ready to close your eyes to try to sleep when you heard something
>It was very quiet, but you could hear something making its way up the stairs
>You immediately sat up
"Satan, is that you?" you called
>Whoever was making their way up your steps paused
>You cocked your head to the side
>It was probably one of the flower sisters again...
>Those horses always broke in on Mondays to steal your socks when they thought you were asleep...
>"U-Um, Anon? It's me, Fluttershy," someone called
>You frowned
"Fluttershy? Are you sure?" you asked
>"Y-Yes, it's Fluttershy. I promise."
>Hmm...
>It sounded like Flutters...
>But every dummy knew that demons, especially Satan, could change their voices
>And that red motherfucker wasn't getting you
>Not fucking today...
>"Can... Can I come up please?" "Fluttershy" asked
"What for?"
>There was another pause, and in the silence you could just make out the quiet flapping of wings
>A moment of two later, you could hear someone twisting the doorknob to your door
>You watched as you door opened, revealing a very nervous and non-demonized Fluttershy
>In the darkness, you could see the little horse shuffling in place, her wings twitching at her sides as she snuck glances at your face
>"I-I was wondering if I c-could s-s-sleep with you please," she muttered
>You looked the pegasus up and down, causing her to squirm even more
"And why do you want to do something like that?" you asked. "In fact, why did you break into my house in the first place?"
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>>30561814
Moar pone timeouts? Yes please.
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>>30561814
>Not that you really cared
>What was this tiny little bird horse gonna do?
>She had all the ferocity of a Canadian
>Fluttershy flinched, and she lifted her gaze from the floor to look at you
>"I didn't b-break into your home. I m-mean, I did, but not t-to do anything bad," she insisted, taking a few quick steps into the room. "I was just, um..."
"Just what?" you asked as she trailed off, trying to hold back a yawn.
>Flutter's looked back down at the floor
>"I was just, um..."
>She trailed off again, looking for all the world like she wanted to run for the door
>You resisted the urge to sigh
"Fluttershy, get your yellow fanny over here and speak up for Christ's sake," you said, motioning her over with a hand
>"U-Um, no thank you. I t-think I'll just--"
"I wasn't asking. Get your butt over here before I get out of this bed."
>With an 'eep!', Fluttershy scurried over to the side of your bed
"Good, now tell me why you broke into my house at--"
>Squinting, you looked at the clock hanging on the wall across the bedroom
"--two thirty in the morning?"
>Flutter's blue eyes snapped up to your face before they snapped right back to the floor
>"W-Well, I was t-thinking this morning a-about how hard it m-must be to you to sleep a-alone like this," she murmured. "I-I'm a mare, and I d-don't think I could stay in a b-big, lonely house like this a-all by myself..."
>After a minute or two, she finally worked up the courage to look at you
>"S-So, I t-t-thought that I'd ask you if y-you wanted me t-t-to keep you company tonight," she said, shimmering so badly that you could barely understand her. "If y-you want me t-to go that's f-fine. I'll understand."
>You said nothing, just staring down at you
>...
>You know...
>You probably should call the cops on this little horse, or at the very please throw her out...
>She DID just break into your house with the intent to do lord knows what to you...
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>>30561891
>And it sure as hell didn't have anything to do with snuggling, you were sure about that...
>Your eyes narrowed
>You then let out a hum
"You know, coming here was pretty brave for you, Flutters," you said
>Fluttershy mumbled something under her breath, not daring to look you in the eye
>You scratched your chin, before grabbing one end of your blanket and tossing it off of you
"Come on. Get on up here before I change my mind."
>Almost immediately, Flutter's perked up
>"Really?" she asked
>You nodded, patting the empty space beside you
"Come on. Possible would-be rapist or not, I may as well humor you."
>Letting out a squeal, Flutter's hopped up into your bed
>You both had to shift around a little, you watching out for her twitching, flapping wings, but eventually you both found yourselves in relatively comfortable positions
>The little horse had her muzzle buried in the nape of your neck, one wing wrapped around you
>You had both of your arms wrapped around her barrel, both to keep her close and to give you the ability to throttle her if she WAS actually Satan here to steal your soul
>...Or whatever the hell Satan would steal from you
>The red fuck
>"I-Is this alright?" Flutters asked. "Are you c-comfortable?"
"As comfortable as I can be," you said, closing your eyes
>And you weren't lying either
>Demon, rapist, or whatever the hell Flutter's was, she was pretty damn warm and soft
>She almost smelled very faintly of vanilla
>This caused you to hold the mare a little closer
>She let out a coo, nuzzling your cheek as you closed your eyes
>This wasn't so bad you guessed...
>Sure, it was a little annoying that she had to do this when the night was almost over, but maybe you'd actually be able to get some sleep in what little night there was left...
>Sighing to yourself, you were about to let the inky blackness of sleep swallow you whole when you felt Fluttershy shift
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>One of her hooves reached over, and before you could even guess what she was doing she gave your ass a little pat
>It was so soft that if you hadn't been lying in bed that you probably wouldn't even have noticed it
>But you did
>And because you did you found your eyes snapping open
>Letting go of Fluttershy, you sat up and looked down at the pegasus, who looked like she had just got caught with her hoof in the cookie jar
>She tried to open her mouth to say something, but it just morphed into another 'eep' as your eyes narrowed
"You fucked up."

~_~_~_~_~_~_~
>Be Fluttershy
>You were in Anon's livingroom
>It was very dark, and very quiet
>You were sitting in a box in the corner, and on your head was a dunce hat that had the words 'bad pony' on it
>After you had given the human's flank a little pat, he had carried you all the way down here, set you into the box, and told you you couldn't leave from the spot until the sun came up
>You, of course, only shook your head, not wanting to get in any more trouble than you already were
>...
>At least Anon put a pillow in the box and gave you a blanket so you could sleep...
>Frowning, you nuzzled yourself into your VERY uncomfortable bed
>You were going to have a stern talk with Rainbow tomorrow...
>T-The butt...
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>>30561972
Alright, I'm done
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>>30561972
So do we get side poners now LAP-senpai?
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>>30561979
>>30561972
I really wanted it to be pony Satan.
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>>30562010
Pony Satan slapping Anon's butt when
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>>30561954
that was cute

>>30561972
that wasnt
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>>30561891
>You said nothing, just staring down at you
at her*
>or at the very please throw her out...
Wat? How did you mix up please with least*?
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>>30561979
Damn it i was expecting flutters to win and not touch his butt un-consensualy, because her story was after rainbow

Lap why?
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>>30562097
She probably gave all her friends stallion advice before making a move herself.
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>>30562129
Pretty smart.
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>>30562129
yeah then why have flutters last and not rainblow?
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>>30562138
Because Fluttershy was too timid to punctually follow the narrative structure and took her sweet time enacting her struggle snuggle plan. Rainbow got impatient, of course.
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>>30561972
Fluttershy is too sweet and kind for that treatment.
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>>30562689
Fluttershy will never learn unless you punish her for ass-patting behaviour. Today is an ass-pat, and tomorrow she's got a hoof down your pants groping your balls in the middle of the market.
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>>30562812
this is a bad thing?
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>>30562911
It is (for her) when every white knight and thin skinned stallion in the vicinity starts calling her creepy and a molester.
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>>30560597
The princesses are literally perfect. I wouldn't want anyone but one of them if I made it to Equestria and I'd probably die sad and alone because of it.
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>>30563031
I'm now thinking of a scenario where a pony you friendzoned understands this, ans so she works extremely hard until she ascends to princesshood in an attempt to win you over.
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>>30562923
>Fluttershy's confidence training kicks back in
>Gets kinda grabby
>Shoves her face into your crotch in front of everyone
>Without warning, her vision has suddenly shifted from Anon's groin to a sideways view of the ground and pain is blooming in her cheek
>A pissed off mare is standing over her and angrily demanding to know why she's touching you like that
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>>30562911
That's how you end up in flutterrape anon.
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>>30561979
How about some more of the only good Lero story next? Please?
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>>30563055
I would be really fucking upset if some la-la lesbo horse did that to my waifu. What's so bad about having her face stuck into my crotch, anyways?
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>>30563031
poppedanon where are the horsewords?
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>>30563049
Now that's dedication.
>mare you passed on comes to your house one morning and knocks on your door
>open it to see she's as tall as Luna now, with wings and horn
>shyly asks if she's good enough for you yet
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>>30563084
Nothing. But the white knights and thin-skinned stallionists have a problem with it, especially if they aren't aware that you're fucking each other.
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>>30563065
>only good Lero story

I kind of want a marital rape story where Dash is sick of his weird blowjob hang-up and forces Lero to cum in her mouth. Mostly just for autistic catharsis if I'm being honest. Seriously what was the author of Xeno thinking with that shit?
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>>30563107
>Thinking
>Implying
You are giving that guy too much credit methinks.
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>>30563107
Wait, did Lero in the original story seriously not like cumming inside of Rainbow's mouth? Like, that was a thing? Why did he have such reservations?
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>>30563147
Because
>le chivalrous knight
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>>30563147
Probably this >>30563151

Even though she wanted it, and there's this simple concept of letting a girl know you're about to cum so she isn't caught off guard. It really makes him come off as a patronizing cunt in retrospect.
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>>30563107
I think in one of the spinoffs he ended up with Rarity, and she basically held him down and made him finish in her mouth. I think he cried like a little bitch.
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>>30563205
Based Rarara. I have to read it just for that scene.
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>>30563205
>I think he cried like a little bitch.
Haha, what.
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>>30563185
So he was all "no I won't cum in your mouth, I think that's degrading for you"?

>>30563205
This is why Rarity is top waifu. She'd take you out to romantic dinners so fast your head would spin.
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>>30563107
I still want an RGRE-meets-Xeno story where the usual surly and unapologeticly masculine Anon knocks up a few mares and settles in Ponyville for "A bitchin life of mare puss and cute babby poners" before the meet. Bonus points if he's not made of tissue like Lero.
I might be sort of an asshole for wanting a near bash fic, but shit man Xenophilia just makes me mad.
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>>30563266
LaP has one that is doing that, he just hasn't updated it recently.
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>>30563266
LaP was pretty much doing that iirc.
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>>30563261
I think they'd all be pretty great. How could you choose which mare assuming they were even interested in you?
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>>30563266
LaP was writing one. Think he got sidetracked by other stories. Would like to see him pick that up again, or get some more Page Anon.

>>30563220
>>30563242
>>30563261
Found the chapter in the spin-off.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/98472/22/divided-rainbow/twenty-early-anniversary
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>>30563261
Yeah, pretty much. It's been a while. I don't think he ever directly stated his full reasons out loud in clear terms, (probably because he would get called out on it if he did) simply that he really didn't like doing it and so she didn't push him on it.
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>>30563266
Lero was a pretty non-character, but fuck were the romance and sex scenes great.
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>>30563266
>but shit man Xenophilia just makes me mad
It's really fucking annoying.

>>30563301
God, I hope he continues that.
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>>30563301
kek what a faggot. So he'll go down on Rarity and lap up her juices, but when it comes to cumming in her mouth and filling her with jizz, he nearly cries because of how "disrespectful" it is? Oh my god, Lero is just the worst human who could have ever been sent to Equestria.
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>>30563266
Because I'm particularly mean, I want to see one where a portal opens between RGRE and Xenoverse. Thing is, both Anon and Lero have the same herds.

>Anon has a normal resistance to pone magic and shenanigans rather than being made of paper.
>RGRE ponies aren't giant assholes to non-ponies.
>Twilight got a start on her dream of a large family and had her 2nd foal not long ago.
>Lyra had one, and plans on another later.
>Even Rainbow, who didn't want to be a mom caved and is a few months along with her first.
>The meeting between worlds is met with uneasiness and questions no one wants to answer. That's for both sides.

I really like the ideas behind Xenophilia, but the execution gives me a raging hateboner.
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>>30563383
>>Twilight got a start on her dream of a large family and had her 2nd foal not long ago.
>>Lyra had one, and plans on another later.
>>Even Rainbow, who didn't want to be a mom caved and is a few months along with her first.
the perfect life
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>>30563383
>>RGRE ponies aren't giant assholes to non-ponies.
This. Problems on the show are solved via friendship lessons, Twilight is the princess of friendship, and Celestia preaches love and tolerance. How the fuck did that stretch all the way over to "Ponyville is for ponies" and those three bee-pones making life difficult for Lero purely out of spite? And fuck me, there weren't even all that many aspects of reversed gender roles in that story outside of mares being expected to make the first move, herds existing to protect the stallion, and Lero's friends being offended on his behalf when a mare off the streets asked him what he was doing out of the bedroom.
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>>30563401
I just want a family who loves me.
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>>30563436
A big one? At least eight foals per mare? You'd definitely have the space and money for it.
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>>30563452
Enough to make me feel fulfilled, like I've finally accomplished something worthwhile in my life. Raising a child (without fucking them up too badly) and making someone happy sounds pretty good to me.
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>>30563531
It sounds excellent, Anon.
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>>30563301
Jesus. You guys weren't kidding. You have to wonder how he developed such issues.

>Lero's punishment in Tatarus will be cumming inside succupony mouths for eternity
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>>30563633
I can see that qt latching on and never letting go. I bet she doesn't get male attention very often.
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>>30563633
>heart shaped frog

I swear I'm not into hoof/foot stuff.
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>>30555094
Sexy Nun Anon. Good stuff.
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>>30563664
What about heart shaped clitorises?
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>>30563687
Incredibly unf worthy when you factor in winking.
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>>30563709
>every wink is a little heart popping out at you
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>>30563664
Hooves are neat. I still hate feet, though.
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>>30563712
>Every wink peppers you with lewd kisses
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>>30563742
Its like she wants to drown my dick in loving kisses.
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>>30563758
And every one would cause her to shiver from the spikes of pleasure.
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>>30563742
its so adorable i just want to pinch it
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>>30563742
Is she activating the shutter button for the camera with her cooter?
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>>30563892
That's some impressive control.
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>>30563633
She a cute
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>>30563917
I wish there was more of her.
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>>30564126
for what purpose

its only page 5
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>>30563742
Heart clits are the best clits.
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>>30564133
they wanted to make/prove a point
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>>30563687
>>30563742
>>30564161
its like theyre popping out to greet you and give a hello kiss
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>>30564181
They're so fuckable...
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NEW THREAD
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>>30564317
With BATS
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>>30564328
BATS WITH PUFFY VULVA
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WHERE IS NEW THREAD
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JUST TAKE IT YOU FUCKING BUMS

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>>30564462
>>30564462
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