Fingerbang: The Equestria Girls and Humanized Thread #235- Derpy

>>30549640
Derpy is for lewd

And now I get to wait and figure out who will be next waifu to make, hahahaha!

>>30549640
Waiting for NaOH

5th for anon is a literal incubus.

>>30550225
im stillwaiting for stoker

>>30550701
Shit, didn't see the thread was already dead
Well idk Anon, 2 (you)s in over a week doesn't really...
You know.
Wouldn't call that 'good', at all
Maybe I'll write it at some point, if my muse feels like it

I wanna do a eqg version of samurai cop but I don't think I'd survive it

>>30549661
This

Previously on Lightning Man...

>>30549312 (You) #
>You set the ivory beauty down on the table, before realizing something.
>You've got super strength
>If you're not careful, you could literally fuck her to death.
>Time to take this nice and slow.
>”Come and take me, Anon!” She begs, tired of waiting.
>Slowly and lovingly, you insert your girth inside her, earning a sharp gasp from her.
>You get a slow pace going, making her moan and gasp more and more.
>Music to your ears.
>You decided that since you've got control over her in this intimate encounter, you use your hands to lovingly rub her breasts.
>”Oooooh, Anon, it feel so…..goooood~” Rarity moans out, too encapsulated to say anything else.
“Anything for you, my princess~” you reply, starting to pick up the pace.
>The tightening and fluctuation of her pussy’s walls indicate she's going to climax soon.
>Throwing caution to the wind, you make a few final thrusts before she's driven over the edge.
“ANOOOOOOOOOON!” Rarity screams as she climaxes, her juices leaking out.
>Since Rarity’s a master of her body, she made sure that you finish soon after, your dick spurting out loads of baby juice into the condom.
>A loud moan escaped your mouth, making Rarity smile somewhat goofily at you.
>”Oh daddy, who knew you could be so gooooood~” Rarity moans out, stroking your ego.
“Anything for you, princess.” You reply, cuddling up to her.
>The two of you lie there for a few moments, enjoying each other’s warmth, until you realize you need to be back in class.
>”Do you really have to go?” Rarity sadly asks.
“Yeah, sorry love.” You reply.
>”Well, here's some clothes and a hall pass to excuse your lateness.” She hands you.
>Once you get dressed, you give her one last kiss, promising her a part 2 in the future, and set off back for biology.

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>>30552026
Pastebin here: https://pastebin.com/ipQjVbTF

>>30552030
Lauren you are drunk go home.

>>30552030
Let me know how that DC Super Hero Girls show turns out.

Long update incoming!

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>>30552026
...

>Your name is Killian.
>And you have been given a mission from God.
>It was easy to tell that the world changed forever when Lightning Man caught those bank robbers.
>His display of unrivaled strength, speed and power certainly amazed all.
>How the public swooned.
>The citizens fell in love with their caped hero, seeing the future being made.
>They saw a bright, hopeful future with Lightning Man as their noble guardian.
>But you saw different.
>You saw a future of weak, feeble humans, relying on Lightning Man to resolve even the most minor of inconveniences.
>Then, when the human race is at its weakest, Lightning Man would decide that he is the best suited ruler of Earth, and would soon enact his own Regime.
>The humans are weak, feeble-minded, and unable to make society progress.
>The humans would be trapped where they are now, too amazed by Lightning Man to bring about the next grand feat of human accomplishment.

>>30553286
>Your mission was realized when you were laid off from AllenTech, and the military technology project you were working on was dissolved.
>It was an advanced Exosuit with armor powerful enough to withstand tank rounds.
>Its weapon arsenal went from a prototype filament cord to an array of rockets, from nerve gas to miniguns.
>It would have had rockets on the hands and boots to allow travel in the air.
>Lastly, it would have had an advanced computer AI that would display loads of information right on the suit's HUD.
>It would have been beautiful.
>But now it's all scrap.
>CEO Daniel Allen decided that now that we have Lightning Man, we don't need expensive military contracts.
>It's to be scrapped soon.
>It was so close to being completed!
>Lightning Man has made everything you have ever worked for in life completely moot.
>Lightning Man has made you jobless and homeless.
>Lightning Man is your nemesis.

>>30553294
>But you're not going to take it.
>You are not going to idly sit by as you see the future crumbling.
>You are not going to let Lightning Man destroy what mankind has achieved.
>It is your duty as a member of mankind to preserve the future of your species.
>You have to do what's best for your fellow humans.
>Even if they won't agree with you.
>You still know the codes to the AllenTech warehouses.
>You still have access to the Exosuit's blueprints.
>You have a mission from God.
>You are going to complete the Exosuit.
>You are going to kill Lightning Man
>And you are going to save the human race.

Day 109

>With no bottom in sight, you fell endlessly through a dark void.
>Suddenly, a soft surface appeared beneath you, and your head fell backwards as you gasped for air.
>Your back twitched as you struggled to regain balance.
>Immediately your eyes shot open and you grabbed your chair as you sat up straight, clutching your chest expecting your heart to stop any moment.
>Just your imagination, you thought as you attempted to get your bearings.
>The cozy interior of the living quarters were illuminated with in a dim glow from some unknown source.
>The pale parquet which covered the floor was nicely accentuated by the dark ebony walls encircling the room.
>On one end were large windows giving you a nice view of the starlit cosmos outside, flinging past you at impossible speeds.
>On the opposite side were eight doors, all but one containing you and your crew's personal quarters.
>You hadn’t actually set foot inside your own in months.
>Too much to think about.
>The last door lead outside to the endless corridors of the ship.
>This room was a nice change of pace in contrast to the metal gray industrial feel of Excalibur's guts.
>Not that this ship was built for comfort anyway.

>>30553318
>The familiar sound of gas being decompressed redirected your attention towards Rainbow Dash’s quarters as the pilot stepped out rubbing her eyes.
>She stretched an arm into the air while catching a yawn with the other, scratched her cheek and slowly looked over at you with half-closed eyes and a groggy expression.
>After standing outside and surveying the room for a few moments, she silently walked over to a couch on the other side of the table in front of you and dropped down, landing heavy among the soft pillows.
>Her head fell onto the backrest, staring into the roof.
>”What are you doing here?” she said after a few moments, her voice rusty after hours of inactivity.
>You realized you were sitting kind of awkwardly on the edge of your chair, like you were ready to run, so you slouched down into its comfortable embrace and sighed.
“Had a bad dream.” you answered stoically.
>Rainbow Dash forced her head upright, but didn't say anything.
>You noticed she wasn’t wearing much other than a t-shirt which seemed five times her size, hanging loose around her torso and reaching down to her knees.
>It looked more like a nightgown than a shirt, but knowing her style she probably bought it that big on purpose.
>Her hair was a jumbled mess, like someone had dropped a paint bucket on her head and she hadn’t bothered cleaning it up.
>To top off the look, her eyes were darkened to the point where she looked like a wandering ghost.
“Rough night?” you asked, only to get a scoff in response.
>”I never had any fear of heights..” she answered after a while. “...but this is somethin’ else.”
“it’s been like three months.”
>”I know right!” she exclaimed and sat upright, gesturing with her hands. “The worst part, I don’t think it’s gonna improve any time soon.”
“Yeah, I get you.” you sighed, sliding further down into your fortress of comfort.

>>30553324
>A few moments of relaxing silence passed by, but your condition didn’t improve much.
>You were still tired, and hadn’t slept properly in weeks.
>Somehow you couldn’t get yourself to sleep in your own chambers.
>There was still a lot to do around the ship.
>Not only that, but you could never shake the feeling something wasn’t right at all.
“Hey, Dash…” you asked into the wind.
>You got a grunt as confirmation she was still awake, so you kept going.
“Remember that incident at Sweet Apple right before we left?”
>You didn’t get an answer, but you improved your sitting position once again and saw her looking at you, so you knew you had her attention.
“Those guys, I could never figure out who they were. I never saw that symbol again anywhere.”
>”We agreed not to talk about it again, you know.”
“We’re a bajillion miles away from home, I doubt they would send people looking for us up here.”
>”Not even time-traveling space agents?”
>You gave her a dumb look, but Rainbow Dash kept the same stoic expression she had since coming out here.
“Anyway, I haven’t heard from home since we left, and I’m starting to worry…”
>”And you think these mysterious people have something to do with it?”
“I dunno, but if that thing was all over the news, and still they were the only ones on the scene, who knows what kind of an influence they have.”
>”Look dude, what would anyone have to gain from cutting ties with us? And why are you telling me all this now?”
“Well…” you said, your arms dropping limp over your knees when a vague feeling of hopelessness washed over you. “You’re one of the very limited selection of people I know who’s seen these people that I trust, and I don’t want to be lost out here without anyone taking my side if it turns out to be true.”

>>30553329
>You both sat there for a moment in silence.
>Finally, Rainbow Dash got up from the couch and headed towards the exit.
>”This really isn’t the right time. I’ll think about it, but right now I need some caffeine.”
>The door to the ship hissed, then hissed again, and she was gone.
>Either signals took far longer than anticipated to reach back home, or someone had been screwing with the transmissions.
>That someone could either be a force of influence back on earth…
>Or someone on board wasn’t telling the truth.


Day 116

>”No, pull that one!”
>The plug was firmly secured in its slot, and no matter how much force you applied to it, it wouldn’t budge.
>You sheepishly put your foot up against the wall and let your whole body weight hang against the plug in an effort to increase the pressure.
>Much to your surprise, the plug immediately let go, and you were blinded by an explosion of sparks and lightning rods shot out of the pegboard.
>You found yourself soaring across the floor for a few short moments before you came crashing down on your back, knocking the air out of your chest.
>In between your coughing fit, you heard Applejack’s concerned shouts coming up the stairs, and her face appeared above you, looking confused and uncertain what to do.
>With a weak grin you held up the now toasted plug and half-chuckled, half-coughed at her.
“I got it…”
>The engineer seemed to calm down a bit and you laid there catching your breath as she examined the component.
>She carefully took it in her hands and stared at it up close before tossing it over her shoulder and shrugged.
>”Busted.” she said and got up to her feet. “I reckon we’re gonna have to install a new one.”
“I’ll have you know it wasn’t easy getting that out of there.” you said mournfully while staggering to your feet.
>Applejack's lack of concern for your well being wasn’t surprising to you.

>>30553336
>She hadn’t changed at all since you were teens, and in some way, you appreciated that.
>At least she was honest about her emotions instead of pretending to care.
>You knew that when it mattered, she would be there for you all, and not get hung up in small things like being electrocuted or choking in an alien atmosphere or burning up during re-entry.
>You laughed to yourself at the thought.
>”You alright there, Anon?” Applejack asked and turned towards you.
>”Don’t… worry about me.” You waved an arm dismissively at her while rubbing your back with the other. “What’s our next move?”
>”The plasma combustion chamber won’t stay stable without the circuitry crutch, so we’d better start restorin’ this thing right away. C’mon!”
>Like a whirlwind, she flew down the stairs and left you literally covered in burnt dust and toasted fabric.
>It didn’t take long for you to regain your bearings and head after her.
>You dreaded to think what a ‘plasma combustion chamber’ would do if it ‘destabilized’, so listening to your engineer was the smartest thing you could do right now.
>She had never failed the Excalibur before, and you doubted she’d fail her now.
>Halfway down the stairs, you noticed the engineer silently standing above a strange cylinder near the back wall.
>You sensed a dark cloud hanging over her as she stared down into the empty tank.
>This had been going on for quite a while now.
>Every solution you and Fluttershy had attempted to cheer her up had ultimately failed.
>The only thing which seemed to work was keeping her mind busy with working, but she hadn’t taken a break in days.
>Not only her, but you had noticed the same symptoms on some of your other friends as well.
>No contact with HQ also meant no contact with family members.

>>30553341
>At this point, you were almost certain that was the root of the problem, even though nobody wanted to admit it.
>If this kept up, you dreaded how things would end up.
>You ran down the stairs and past Applejack, smacking her in the shoulder lightly in order to bring her back to reality.
“Come on!” you encouraged her. “We’ve got a Combustion thingy to fix!”
>Her face seemed to light up, and after tightening her ponytail, she sprinted ahead of you, leading the way to the spare parts chamber.


Day -6519 (Day 161 of the year 2018)

>”It was right here! I swear!”
> The empty clearing rested easy beneath the tree crowns and the dull, hot summer morning.
>Not a single drop of dew was left, as it all had disappeared and drifted to the deep blue sky above.
>The absence of clouds allowed the sunlight to pierce through the atmosphere, the only refugee from its rays being in the protective embrace of the apple trees.
>Applejack looked around the area with a sentinel’s gaze, her hands resting firmly on her wide, muscular, denim-covered hips.
>The contrast from yesterday was remarkable.
>Even in your sleep-deprived haze you could still see how well they covered their tracks.
>”Sorry, Dashie, but I ain’t never saw nobody come down ‘ere last night. Let alone a… rotatin’ thingemadoohickey.”
>The unkempt and tall grass would have left marks from all the heavy equipment the mysterious people brought with them, let alone the centrifuge from the aircraft, but now it didn’t seem like anyone had been here in months.
>You probably would have thought it was a dream by this point if Rainbow Dash hadn’t been at the scene with you.
>The two of you watched Applejack shrug empathetically and wander off between the trunks back to her chores.

>>30553344
>Once gone, Rainbow Dash lowered her shoulders in defeat, and you walked up next to her.
“I guess we’re at a dead end now. Except Miss Cupcake yesterday, nobody seems to have heard about this.”
>”I bet they covered it up.”
>Rainbow Dash kicked the grass in frustration, and somehow managed to hit a rock which went flying across the clearing, nailing a trunk on the other side with a hollow smack.
“Well, what are you gonna do… I really don’t wanna get into trouble with these guys. Besides, if the government wanted to cover this up, my experience tells me it’s best to leave it be.”
>You clapped Rainbow Dash friendly on the shoulder, attempting to cheer her up.
>As you looked up at her though, you got the feeling she didn’t need it as much as you thought, as her face had taken on quite an indifferent expression.
>”Oh well.” she sighed, staring up at the endless sky. “It was a pretty cool date though.”
“Well I… date?”
>”Race ya to the barn!”
>Before you could question her, she was gone into the shadows of the orchard, a trail of leaves gently floating to the ground left behind in her wake.

>You stood there for a moment while waiting for your brain to recharge.
>You hadn’t slept well, and suddenly everything seemed to fling past you quicker than you could react.
>All around you, the crickets chirped, and an occasional bird or two swooped far above, singing songs of solemn solitude.
>With the same lack of ocular movement, the hand you had suspended in the air in front of you slowly made its way back to your side, hanging loose from your shoulder as a gentle breeze ruffled your hair.
>You sighed in tune with the wind, and found yourself submitting to a certain sense of mellowness.
>You would miss these times in the future, you thought, fooling around with your friends without a care in the world.

>>30553352
>”Things are always in motion” you remembered Fluttershy would occasionally tell you. “Like the trees in the forest and the squirrels preparing for winter, you just have to accept change and keep going.”
>You and Rainbow Dash didn’t happen upon Sweet Apple acres just to investigate yesterday’s incident.
>This week was the last week of the semester before summers tides of heat washed over the hemisphere.
>Every year since you moved here, you and your six friends had held an end-of-semester-party to commemorate another successful educational year.
>Or, Pinkie Pie insisted on hosting one that is.
>In her defense, they were pretty good parties.
>You didn’t really think too much about how it would be like when it all came to an end.
>Yet, here you stood.
>You hadn’t really talked to your friends about the future.
>They didn’t yet know that they probably would never see you again.
>In your pocket, your hand clenched around your letter of admission which you for some reason had kept on you since you got it.
>’A prodigy’ they had called you.
>Where you were going, people weren’t known for returning back home for most of their career.
>But it was an opportunity you couldn’t pass up.
>’The Millenia Galactica’ project had asked for you by name.
>It was an opportunity for you to partake in something bigger than yourself, to help humanity in ways you couldn’t help your own sorry ass.
>But as long as you could leave knowing your friends were happy, that was all you could ask for.
>You had to make sure Rainbow Dash kept quiet about that mysterious organization before she got herself into some kind of trouble before you could help her.
>After clearing your mind you set on after Rainbow Dash, bracing yourself for your third exhausting run this week.

>>30553356

>”Where ya off to in such a hurry, Anon?” you heard a bright voice call out to you from in between the trees.
>You slowed down from your sprint and looked around the orchard, trying to find the source, but to no avail.
>You stood awkwardly in the middle of the road, not too far from the main barn of the farm, scanning the area before noticing a pink ribbon poking out from the branches.
>When entering into the shadowy embrace of the trees and looked up into the tree crowns, you spotted a little girl in a bright yellow tee and a short pair of jorts hanging upside down by her feet from one of the branches.
>Her childish face had an innocent, curious look, framed in by her abnormally long hair cascading down towards the ground like a bright red waterfall.
>Her signature ribbon still sat firmly on top of her head, like it was a part of her.
>In one quick motion, Applebloom grabbed the branch and swung herself around, landing safely into the soft grass.
>She dusted off her hands and turned her attention to you, wiping her forehead with her wrist.
>”Are ya gonna answer me or stare some more?” she asked, placing one hand on her slim hip.
“Oh sorry, I was just…” you fumbled with your words, still befuddled by finding her there. “Have you seen your sister?”
>The girl nodded energetically and motioned towards the old beat up shack on the far side of the farmhouse which acted as Applejack's workshop.
>”She n’ Dash headed up there, said she was showin’ her some projects or somethin’ or other.”
>You thanked her for her help, and was just about to set off again when…
>”Anon, wait!”
>Turning around, you noticed the redheads eyebrows converging upwards in a worried expression.
>She stared into the ground, seemingly having trouble forming words.
>”Is… Is it true yer leavin’ town after summer?”
>You made your way over to her, crouching down to her eye level.
“I’ll probably be gone by next week actually. I’ve got some important things to do.”

>>30553363
>”You’ll look out for my sis, won’t you?”
>Perplexed by her question, you sat there like a question mark.
“I mean… I’ll do my best, but I’m not sure if I’ll see her again for some time.”
>”Some strange men came to our house last night. I got scared so I went up to my room, but I think somethin’ weird’s goin’ on.”
>You patted her shoulder to comfort her, trying your best to hide how this new information shocked you.
>It seemed like whatever happened last night, Applejack was perfectly aware of it.
>You couldn’t recall the last time she had lied to you, but if she did hide the truth, you had no doubt she had a very good reason to.
>”But you’ll be there for her, right? You always have.”
“Of course I will.” you answered, giving the girl a warm smile.
>This seemed to comfort her enough, and with a grin and a pat on her head, she gave you a hug before disappearing into the orchard..
>Just as you got back up on your feet, you noticed a certain familiar silhouette making its way up the main road from the farm gates.
>Purple strands of hair flowed behind her as she cheerfully waved a hand at you.
>Behind Twilight followed three others, the rest of your merry group.
>You smiled, waved back, and waited for your friends to catch up before heading towards the main barn together.

>>30553367
>Walking along the dirt road, you found it hard to keep conversation with the others, and chose to walk a few steps behind by yourself.
>Applebloom was right, something was definitely off.
>It seems as though whoever those people were last night, they were so determined to keep it a secret they supposedly threatened the local farm.
>You didn’t know exactly what they said of course, but you imagined they could pull something like that off.
>The strange part was that the Kingdom was widely known around the world for being transparent with its actions and operations.
>An agency operating like this wasn’t very characteristic of the Monarchy, so you suspected that these people acted outside of government jurisdiction.
>Now the question remained why they would want to keep a discovery like this a secret.
>Of course, a lot of questions remained, but one at a time.

>During your walk you kept mulling over the events of the past twelve hours.
>They seem to have had a greater effect on you than you thought, and it didn’t help that Rainbow Dash was the only person you could turn to either.
>You were considering talking to Applejack about it, but it could bring about more trouble than you could handle right now.
>However, if there were any person in this world you could trust, it would be her.

>>30553371
>”Anon?!”
>The voice snapped you out of your deep thought, and in front of you, all four of your friends were looking at you with concerned expressions.
“Uh… Yes!”
>No reaction.
“No…?”
>Twilight planted her palm into her face and sighed in disappointment.
>”We’re getting set up at the usual place in the orchard.” Rarity parroted. “Would you be a dear and get Applejack for us?”
>You hastily nodded before they suspected you lost yourself again.
>You watched your friends make their way down a side road before turning your attention towards Applejack’s workshop.
>If you were to confront her, now would be as good a time as any without the others around.
>With heavy determined steps, you made your way towards the old shack, this time hopefully for some answers.

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Sorry for the spam, I swear I'm done now. More to come in not too long hopefully.

>>30553299

...

>You're Anon again.
>The teacher was going to say how late you've been, but you just hand him the note, and he lets you sit down.
>”Some bathroom break, huh?” Dash asks.
“Uh...yeah.” You reply.
>Class ends about fifteen minutes later, and the teacher assigned a page of homework for tonight.
>You and Dash go to lunch together, talking about what's been going on recently.
>”So, BIG game this Saturday! Soccer game vs Crystal Prep!” Dash says excitedly.
“That's great! I'll be sure to be there!” You reply happily.
>She goes on about how Crystal Prep is gonna be creamed in soccer, and how she's been preparing all season.
>That is, until she remembers something.
>”Hey, you're helping out Fluttershy at the animal rescue tonight, right?
“Yep.” You reply.
>”Wanna hear a secret?” She asks, leaning in closer.
“Uh…sure.” You say, even though you probably shouldn't.
>”I think Fluttershy has a crush on you~”.

>>30553712
“Sure thing, Dash.” You say, incredulously.
>”I'm being serious, dude! She wanted to ask you to Homecoming earlier this year!” She defended.
“...Really?”
>”Totally! She was gonna wait until you were at lunch to ask you!”
“That must've been when I was in the nurse’s office for that really bad bruise.”
>”Yep. That was the last day before the dance, too. Poor Flutters was crushed.”
“So...why are you telling me this?”
>”Because she's my friend, and she deserves to be happy.”
>...This could create some problems.
>Twilight, you're not worried about.
>She made it clear you two are gonna be on the down low with your relationship.
>Rarity, however, might want to go legit.
>If Fluttershy finds out that her crush was stolen by one of her friends, she'd be devastated.
>...You'll be sure to clear it up with Rarity when you two have time.
>When you're at the Animal Shelter, you'll tell Fluttershy you like her too, but wanna think about some things before going into a relationship.
>Man, first work as Lightning Man, then these girls.
>Who knew your life would get so stressful in one week.

>>30554108
>At the lunch room, you find your usual table with the girls.
>You sit in between Rarity and Rainbow Dash.
>Rarity bats her eyes at you, which thankfully Fluttershy doesn't notice.
>Things go normally, until you notice something about Pinkie Pie.
“Hey, is that a Lightning Man shirt?”
>”Hm? Oh, yeah!” Pinkie responds happily.
>The shirt seems to be a size small, so it hugs her breasts rather fondly.
>”Everyone's wearing these shirts! Showing our hero Lightning Man some gratitude!” She chirped.
>Now that you notice it, a lot of students are wearing shirts with Lightning Man’s signature bolt symbol.
>In the same colors of your costume.
>All sorts of kids from the nerds to the jocks are wearing the Lightning Man shirts.
>”Ah dunno, something still doesn't seem right about him.” Applejack replied, maintaining her skepticism.
>”Right!? Lightning Man’s too powerful to just let roam free!” Rainbow joined in.
“He rescued orphans from a burning building today. He seems ok to me.” You defend.
>”I agree with Anon. If Lightning Man wanted to commit an act of terror, why doesn't he just do it?” Twilight added.
>You just hope you don't end up driving a wedge between friends with your work.

>>30554297
>You try to divert the conversation by talking to Fluttershy.
“Hey, anything in particular we’re doing at the shelter?” You ask.
>Her face brightens up, in a really cute way.
>”Oh, we’re gonna make sure all the cages have food and water, let the animals outside to run around, and clean up some of the area.” She went on.
>You listened intently, enjoying how happy she was.
>Poor Fluttershy had practically no friends outside this circle, so seeing her happy makes you...kind of warm inside.
>She stopped talking and started a blushing a bit, causing you to realize you were staring at her a bit.
>Pinkie giggled, and soon went back to her food.
>With nothing else to do, you lean over to Rarity and whisper:
“Hey, can we talk about something in private?”
>Her eyes go half lidded and she responds in a sultry tone:
>”Of course, Anon~”
>You lead outside the lunchroom, and she immediately throws her arms around you.
“So, was what we had...a one-time thing?” You nervously ask.
>”Well, I was hoping not.” Rarity responds.
“Well, I kinda wanna...call it off for now.” You say, earning a disappointed look from her.
>”Was it because of me?” She asks sadly.
“No, of course not! It's just that...I've got a lot going on in life right now, and I want to think about it before we do...that again.” You say, somewhat meekly.

>>30554463
>She takes her arms off you and smiles warmly.
>”I can respect that. Too many times I've had a relationship ruined because they rushed into it.”
>You sigh in relief, glad you didn't upset her.
“I'm not saying we’re done, I just want a pause. For a while. I need to sort things out in my life first.”
>”Just promise me one thing:” Rarity says, coming closer.
“A-and what's that?” You ask.
>”Stay cute for me.” She says, planting a soft kiss on your cheek and going back into the lunchroom.
>You're about to back in as well, but Norman sneaks up on you and taps your shoulder.
>”How's life, hero?”
>You sigh.
“Not only do I have to constantly leave school to go do my work as Lightning Man, but now I have three girls into me, and I need to figure out which one I can go out with, if I can at all!” You blow off.
>Norman puts his hand on your shoulder, reassuringly.
>”Nobody said being a Superhero would be easy, Anon. But the fact that you're willing to sacrifice your own personal pleasure to ensure that the people of Canterlot live to see another day, it speaks levels about your character!”
>”A less characterful person would've used their power for personal gain. But if those girls knew that you use your power only to help, you'd be adored.”
>Smiling, you share a brotherly hug with Norman.
“Thanks, man. I don't know what I'd do without you.”

>>30554597
>Norman eventually breaks the hug, and gathers his bags.
>”Well, I gotta get to Harshwhinny’s early. You know, Teacher’s Aide and all that.” He reminds.
“Well, see you later!”
>”See ya, Anon!” Norman says before running off.
>Soon after, the bells rings, and everyone heads off to class.
>Flash forward to you walking to the Animal Shelter after school, having texted your mom already.
>She gave you permission to go, and she's glad you're doing some community service.
>Truth be told, you're kind of looking forward to this.
>Not just because of the cutie, but because it's nice to spend time with your friends outside of school.
>Mayne that's why mom let you stay out.
>When you're halfway there, you get a text from Norman.
>”Explosion at AllenTech Warehouse”
>Come on, not now.
>Fluttershy will be destroyed if she thinks you lied to her.
>Sighing to yourself, you quickly change into your Lightning Man costume and fly off towards Downtown Canterlot.

>>30554776
>Soaring through town, you easily find the warehouse, due to the billowing smoke in the air.
>You land on the ground, and go to one of the police officers at the scene.
“Any casualties?”
>”Nobody was hurt, Lightning Man. However, one person is still in there. We have yet to find him.” The officer replied.
>While glad no one was hurt, you pushed aside the rubble in the entrance and went in to look for that one person.
>Rummaging your way through, you take note of the warehouse’s contents.
>Weapons, gear, gadgets, and other military-related stuff.
>You also take note that they've all got the same tags on them: To Be Scrapped.
>So strange, they all seemed like they were new.
>Some weren't even finished yet.
>Why scrap something you just built?
>Your search continues until you get to a large empty space.
>It's marked as “The AllenTech Military Exosuit.”
>Before you could fully process what this meant, you're met with an extremely powerful punch, throwing you against the wall fifty feet away.

>>30554859
>You hit the wall so hard you ended up leaving an Anon-sized indent.
>You also got the wind knocked out of you, so you had to lie on the ground for a moment to regain your breath.
>Your immediate first thought:
“Damn, that hurt.”
>You get up, and see the missing Exosuit is being piloted by an unknown person, probably the “person still inside”.
>Yeah, that went well.
>The unknown thug made their way outside the warehouse, albeit somewhat clunkily.
>The police open fire on the Exosuit, which doesn't have any effect.
>The man in the Exosuit brings up his hand, preparing to bring it down on them.
>You immediately spring into action, shooting towards the back of the Exosuit, pushing him out onto the street and away from the officers.
>”Looks like you've got some fight in you, Lightning Man!” The man taunted, getting up and turning towards you.
“To be fair, rescuing cats from trees doesn't give me the chance to practice my fisticuffs.” You reply, somewhat clumsily.
>The man responds by picking up a car and throwing it at you, driver still inside.
>Not wanting to hurt the person inside, you catch the car, and place it down back on the road.
>However, the man took this opportunity to boost up to you and punch you again, sending you two blocks away.
>Skidding on the road you anchor a hand into the asphalt to steady yourself, as you see the man readying for another attack.

>>30555035
>As he charges forward, you immediately recognize a weakness in the suit.
>You fly forward and grab the metallic chest of the Exosuit and unleash electricity upon the suit.
>As you expected, the massive electrical overload fried the suit’s mechanics and electronics, leaving the man defenseless.
>Or so you thought.
>He managed to get one last swing in before he completely lost control.
>It was a pretty good swing, too, as you were knocked unconscious by the punch.
>The last thing you hear is the man managing to escape with the suit, then you fade away into blackness.
>...
>”Come on, just one look!”
>”Private Anderson! It's not a good idea to piss off Lightning Man.”
>You feel yourself coming back, still lying on the street.
“Ugh, how long was I out?” You ask, rubbing your temples.
>”Uh, about 45 minutes.” the first officer replies.
“Well, did we get an ID and motive on that guy?”
>”Well, his name’s Killian, former employee at AllenTech until he was laid off three days ago.” The officer explained.
>”And he kind of...got away.” The second officer said nervously.
“With the Exosuit?”
>They nod.
“Ah, man…” you groan.
>”We’ll put out a search on this guy, you just keep patrolling Canterlot.” The officer says.
“Alright, I'll get to it.” You say, before shooting off into the sky.

Gonna have more stuff out later

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>You feel your heart flutter as his hand touches your face.
>A boy is touching you!
>And a cute one even!.
>He lifts his hand from your mouth and leans close to your ear.
>"There will be alcohol, ok? But Don't. Tell. Anyone. Ok?"
>The feeling of his breath on your neck makes you shiver.
>How is he doing this to you?
>You manage a nod and he pulls away.
>"Good
>As the two of you exchange phone numbers, the bell rings.
>"Looks like it's time for class."
"Y-yeah."
>"I'll pick you up around 8, ok?"
"Ok!"
>As the boy leaves, you feel a light flutter in your chest.
>Could this party be what you were hoping for?
>For one night you could let yourself free. Act like a normal teenager.
>Experience night life.
>And...love.
>"Ms.Sparkle, wait wait wait."
>...
>...

>>30556407
>"I'm sorry?"
"Ms.Sparkle, I don't mean to sound rude or indignant but...what does this have to do with anything?"
>You see Twilight's eye twitch and you immediately regret your interruption.
"Sorry..."
>"Mmmm. Mr.Footnote, the dominoes are merely being set into place. In time you will see them fall...you will see the tragic extent of my failings."
>Twilight leans closer to you, and you hear the shackles clink as the chain is pulled taut.
>Her eyes convey a fury that is only held back by mental and physical restraints.
>"And Do not. Interrupt Me. Again."
>You shrink back into your seat in a futile attempt to make yourself a smaller target.
"Right. Right. I'm sorry. Ahem. Please continue."
>She stares at you for another minute before slowly sitting back down, her eyes not leaving you.
>"Good. Now-"
>A loud buzzer rings throughout the room.
>You hear the door behind you slide open, and two large guards flank Twilight in a matter of seconds.
>You recognize one as the guard from the other day.
>He pins down Twilights forearms with one big hand.
>The other one kneels down
>He glares at her with visible disgust as he grabs the chain and yanks it hard.
>Twilight yelps as the shackles dig into her wrist and she falls to the ground..
"H-hey!"
>You rise out of your chair, only for the other guard to extend his hand in front of you, blocking you from taking another step.
>"Stand back, son. We're taking her back to her cell. Your little session is done."

>>30556413
>Twilight slowly gets up onto her knee as she tries to stand up.
>The guard from yesterday smirks as he tugs the chain again, causing her to fall flat on her face.
>You stand there in shock as you watch Twilight slowly rise up once more, blood slowly dripping from her nose.
>She sits there, breathing heavily from her mouth, as she shakily gets onto her feet.
"Y-you can't do that! That's not right!"
>The guard from yesterday looks torward you, his face twisted in anger.
>"Yeah? Why not? What rights does this...monster have? This bitch gets whatever is coming to her."
>He yanks the chain towards the ceiling, dragging Twilight up to her feet.
"I can report you to the warden for this!"
>Both of them look at each other for a moment and then burst into laughter.
>"Oh yeah? Who's word do you think she will take? It's ours against yours, kid."
>The guard puncuates this by jabbing your chest with his finger.
>"Only reason warden is entertaining these little sessions is because she sees some sort of profit in it."
>The other guard nods at this.
>"One word from us and she'll end this."

>>30556431
>Twilight turns to look at you through her hair, now cascading over her face in tangled knots.
>She looks...sad?
>The guard from yesterday turns to the other one.
>"The story is she tripped on the stairs. Got it, Silver Star?"
>The guard named Slver Star nods in response and the guard from yesterday turns to leave.
>"Show the kid out."
>Silver Star motions for you to follow him as the guard from yesterday leaves, with Twilight in tow.
>Twilight follows, but stops as she reaches the door.
>"I'll see you tomorrow...Footnote."
>Her speech is slurred due to her bloodied nose, but you were more focused on her gaze.
>You can't help but feel...something...when you look into them.
>Not hypnotizing but...
>Enchanting.
>You hear the guard mumble something from outside the door before Twilight is violently tugged away.
>Silver Star watches the two leave and then turns to you
>"C'mon, Son. I'll see you out."
>...
>...

>>30555172
>You did a few rounds over the city, before realizing that you were supposed to be at the Animal Shelter two hours ago.
>Assuming the police have this under control, you touch down near the shelter, quickly change into your normal clothes, and notice you've got a few bruises on you from your battle.
>You just hope that they won't be noticed and go inside the shelter, named Paw2Paw.
>The receptionist inside just points you in the direction of where Fluttershy is, which you follow.
>You find Fluttershy in the open field behind the building, tending to the dogs.
>She doesn't notice you immediately, as she's busy with a Collie.
>As she's doing that, you manage to catch a glimpse of her panties.
>White, with pink hearts.
>Cute.
>Deciding to get her attention, you call out to her:
“Sorry I'm late, Fluttershy. I got held up with something.”
>Fluttershy turns around and her face lights up, following with a light hug.
>”Oh, good! I was worried you wouldn't show up!” She said.
“Well, I hope I didn't miss too much.” You reply.
>”Nope! I was just getting the doggies some exercise.” She chirped.
>For the next thirty minutes, you and Fluttershy play with the dogs, making sure they get the activity needed to stay healthy.
>Every time you glance at Fluttershy, her warm smile always has an infectious effect on you.

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>>30556625
Really loving these. Keep it up, guys.

>>30556625
>After a while, you help Fluttershy gets all the animals back into their cages for the night.
>It's during this when you take a better look at the shelter.
>The paint is chipped, some of the tiles are cracked, and some of the cages are rusted.
>It's kind of depressing, really.
>”I really liked having you here, Anon.” She says, with a genuine tome in her voice.
“So did I, Flutters.” You reply, earning a giggle from her.
>”I sometimes have Rainbow Dash, Twilight or the other girls here to help me out here, but tonight was...different.” She said.
>”I feel different around you, Anon. I feel...safe around you. Like you could protect me from the world.” She continues, a blush forming on her face.
“Well, Rainbow Dash did tell me you had a crush on me, so-”
>”She WHAT!?” Fluttershy screamed, nearly dropping the Terrier in its cage.
>”She promised not to tell!” She continued, clearly upset.
“So...it's true?” You ask, trying to be gentle.
>Fluttershy just sighs defeatedly and nods.
“Well, if it make you feel any better...I like you too, Fluttershy.” You say, putting your arm around her.
>”R-really?” She says, looking up at you.
“Of course! You're the cutest girl in school!”
>She blushes at that, and her response is a gentle kiss planted on your lips.

>>30556719
>Deciding to do her one better, you pull her in by her waist and plant a deep, loving kiss, which she quickly sank into.
>Her arms found their way around your neck, holding you gingerly, clearly loving every second of this kiss.
>After a few moments, she pulls away from you, a light blush on her face, and tries to pull your shirt off.
>But when she does, you remember your bruises from your battle with Killian, and Fluttershy gasps at your bruises.
>”Oh my gosh, Anon, you're hurt!” Fluttershy says, covering her mouth.
“I'm fine, Flutters. Really!” You insist, but to no avail.
>She drags you to the shelter’s infirmary, where she insists you get on the examination table.
“I feel fine!” You continue, as she searches through the drawers for something to treat you.
>After a while, she puts on some bandages with lotion on your bruised areas.
>”Now, you have to be extra careful not to get hurt anymore!” She says in a very motherly way.
“I promise to be careful.” You say.
>”Good, now come with me.” She says, taking your hand and leading you out back.

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>>30556438
Nice to see you again m80.

>>30556625
Flutters a qt

>>30556794
>Outside, the sun has gone down, leaving the sky lit only by the moon.
>You two lie down on the ground, looking into each other's eyes, stargazing.
>Fluttershy, with a new hunger in her eyes, climbs on top of you and starts kissing you again, with more lust in her.
>She continued her assault on your mouth until she got up and removed her tank top, revealing a light pink bra.
>At this point, you start to get worried.
“Hey Flutters, aren't we moving too fast?” You say nervously.
>”Don't worry, we’re not gonna go all the way tonight.” She says.
>”It's just that...I want you, Anon. I want to feel you. I want to rub you. I want to stroke you.” She replies, with a sexual hunger in her voice.
>”Please...just let me have you~” Fluttershy says, rubbing your chest.
“Can you promise me one thing, though?” You ask.
>”Anything, Anon.” She says.
“Can we...just be friends after this? At least for awhile.” You say, trying not to hurt her.
>”...why not?” She asks.
“I've got a lot going on in life, and I've got a lot to figure out, and you're such an amazing girl, and I don't want to rush into it.” You say.
>”oh...alright.” She says. “But tonight...you're mine!” She says, quickly diving in for more kisses.

>>30556806
That's a universal truth, Anon

>>30556890
>After peppering your face with kisses, she gets up and sways her hips in an adorably sexy way, as she first tugs down her skirt, revealing the panties you glimpsed before.
>Her bra and panties were removed soon after, revealing her completely nude form.
>You never thought Fluttershy of all girls would perform a striptease for anyone, but you got superpowers after being hit by lightning, so it seems anything is possible.
>Fluttershy possessed a very curvy body, with luscious hips and bountiful breasts.
>With a blush on her face, she twirled her body for you, showing off her entire form.
>”Like what you see~?” She asks, posing some more.
“Absolutely!” You say, with the tent in your pants becoming more prominent.
>She struts her way over to you, and starts gingerly undressing you, slowly and lovingly.
>Soon after you're as naked as the beauty before you, and she positions herself so that her honeypot is right above her face, and your length is right below her face.
>”I, uh, wanted to try the “69”.” Fluttershy says, with some nervousness in her voice.
“You ok, Flutters?” You ask.
>”Oh yes, it's just that...you're so big!” she says.
>Girl knows how to make you feel good.

>>30556959
>Taking initiative, you crane your head up and take a long lick of her snatch, eliciting a loud, lewd moan from Fluttershy.
>Trying not to be outdone, she takes a few licks of your cock, eliciting some moans from you.
>You two continue your act, with you grabbing her thighs and plunging your tongue deep inside her, causing her to scream out in pleasure.
>Her pace quickens, as she uses her hands to assist in your servicing.
>As you're licking her clean, you can feel her walls begin you contract, signaling she's close to finishing.
>”Ah...ah...ooooooooohhh~” Fluttershy moans loudly, as her love juice spills out into your mouth, which you greedily slurp up.
>While you're close to climaxing, you take the time to grope her breasts as she's stroking you off.
>”I can tell you're close, Anon~” she says in a sultry tone.
>”Cum for me, Anon. Cum for mommy~”
>That sentence alone drives you over the edge.
>Your seed spurts out everywhere, which Fluttershy manages to slurp up some of.
>”You taste kinda salty, Anon. You need to eat more pineapples!” She giggles.
>God damn this girl is great.
>”Thank you so much, Anon. Tonight was so worth it.” Fluttershy says, cuddling up to you.
>You cuddle back up to her, knowing you have to go home in about fifteen minutes, but you think time with Fluttershy is time well spent.

Previously on FBTMH: https://pastebin.com/NrDyCxj4

>Sunday afternoon.
>You got out the shower, drying your hair.
>The sun is beaming through the window, shining up your room.
>You plop yourself on your computer chair, stretching your legs out.
>Before you got in the shower, you called Trixie about your date with her.
>Even though she responded calmly, you knew she was excited about your call.
>Today is a nice day to do a lot of things, but Trixie wanted to spend the day at the arcade.
>You never took her for a gaming type, but knowing how competitive she gets, you can probably understand why.
>She agreed to meet you at your house, so that's cool you don't have to travel.
>She'll probably be here any minute.
>Maybe you'll play a game or something before she arrives.
>You turn on your computer an-
>Ding dong!
>Speak of the devil.
>You throw on a shirt and head downstairs.
>The bell is still ringing.
>You rush to the door, each ring becoming more and more irritating.
>God damn it, Trixie.
>Finally, you swing the door open and Trixie is standing there with a smug look on her face.
"Don't you ever get tired of fucking with me?" You step to the side and motion her to come in. "Make yourself at home. I'll be ready in a minute."
>"It's not nice to keep a lady waiting." She walls past you, making her way upstairs.
"Whoa whoa." You grab her wrist to stop her just shy of the second step. "Why upstairs?"
>"Well you said make myself at home, so Trixie is going to your room." She begins walking up again and your grip tightens, making her stop once more.
"Why my room?"
>"Is there something you gotta hide from me up there?" She lets herself free and walks upstairs.
>This girl, man.
>You know she's gonna make fun of you once she sees your room.
>With nothing you can do to stop her, you follow her to your room.
>Once you enter, you see her looking around.
>She notices all the game posters hung around the room.
>All the little video game characters figurines around your computer.

>>30557356
"Well. You seen my room. Go ahead. Make fun." You stand there, waiting for the insults and mocking, but to your surprise, it was quite the opposite.
>"Well at least you have some good taste in stuff, Glasses Kid. More than half of these games is what I also play." She keeps looking around, looking mostly amazed.
>Oh, well okay then.
>Wait, what!?
>Trixie. THE Great & Powerful Trixie is that into video games?
>There's no way you can believe that.
>She stares at your computer screen and notices the Overwatch shortcut on the desktop
>"NO WAY!" She blurts out. "You play Overwatch as well!?"
>Really!?
>Looks like she does know a bit about the games you play.
"Uh. Yeah." You snap out of your thoughts to answer her question. "I was about to play a couple of games before you came."
>You realize she's not even paying attention to you, as she already on your PC and playing a match already.
"Trix. What are you doing? Ain't we supp-" You noticed that she picked the worst person you can possibly pick on attack.
>Widowmaker.
"Uh, Trix." You try to get her attention. "I don't think Widowmaker is such a good pick for this situation."
>You continue to watch, and she is doing great with Widow.
>Hitting shot after shot. Not one missed.
>You can't believe your eyes.
>In a matter of minutes, they win the match.
"Wow, Trix." You're honestly amazed. "You're very good at this game."
>"No need to tell Trixie what she already knows."
>That causes you to chuckle a bit.
"Well let's get going. It's very nice out and we got the whole day."
>"Just one more match." Her eyes is glued to your computer screen.
>She is really focused on that game.
"Well alright. Again, make yourself at home."
>You exit your room and leave Trixie to her lonesome.

>Minutes later, you come back to your room.
>Trixie is still on your computer, gaming away.
"You must really love this game." You put a glass of water by her side. "There you go, Trix."
>She keeps on with the game, taking a sip of the water.

>>30557369
>You sit down right next to her and watch her play.
>She's surprisingly good at this game.
>Even though she's not the best support player.
>Everything else is great.
"Hey, Trix." You speak up. "Don't you think we should go and leave soon? I don't want your plans to go to waste."
>"One more game, Glasses Kid." She response to you while her eyes are glued to the screen.
>You shake your head as you continue to watch.
>As you watch, the match goes really fast.
>Trixie's team wins in 5 minutes.
>That was the fastest game you ever saw.
>"Yes!" She yells out, jumping out the seat. "That beats my record for my fastest win!"
>Finally, she exits the game.
"Ready to go now, oh Great Trixie?" You say in a sarcastic tone.
>"Why of course, Brat with Glasses." She finishes the glass of water, then punches your arm lightly. "And that's Great & Powerful to you."
>You shake your head with a smile on your face, allowing Trixie to exit your room.
>Before you leave the house, you grab two bottles of water for the road and meet Trixie outside.
"Hey Trix. Catch."
>She turns to you and you underhand the the bottle to her, but for some reason, it goes higher and further than you expected.
"Oh shit!"
>Trixie looks up at the bottle flying in the air.
>Keeping her eyes on it, she backs up a little and jumps into the air.
>She reaches her hand out and the bottle lands perfectly in it.
>You could not believe your eyes.
>You knew she was athletic, but damn.
>She then lands perfectly on her feet, keeping her balance.
"Trix." She looks at you with the bottle in hand, getting ready to open it. "Do you play baseball or football or something?"
>She shakes her head as she takes a sip of water.
>"Why you ask?"
"Because that catch was amazing! I know guys on the football team that can't do that."
>As you finish your sentence, she gives you one of her famous smug faces
>Oh no. Here we go.

>>30557375
>"Why of course it was amazing." She says with the most smug attitude you ever seen. "This is Trixie you're dealing with."
>Of course, you seen that one coming.
>You let out a chuckle.
"Let's go, Trix." You unlock your car and open her door for her.
>After she gets in, you step into the driver's side and start your engine.
>Listen to that baby purr.
>Trixie looks around and she can't contain her excitement.
>"I can't believe I'm in Booker Bale's car!" She squeals like a fangirl. "This is so great!"
"Is it also powerful?" You jokingly say.
>She lightly punches your arm while giggling.
>That also brings a chuckle out of you.
>You drive out the driveway and start cruising down the road.
>Trixie decides to break the silence.
>"So Glasses Kid. How come you never told me who your parents are? Trixie bets that if the whole school finds out, you'll be one of the most popular kids in school."
"Well. If I do that, people will ask me all sorts of questions and beg me to meet them. My parents nor I don't need that kind of attention."
>Trixie ponders a thought for a moment before speaking up.
>"If Trixie was famous like your mother, I would love all the attention it came with." She says with a conceited attitude.
"Well that's because you love to be the center of attention," You stop at a red light. "but I don't think you'll like it with the paparazzi on your ass. Filming and taking pictures of every single thing you do."
>After your words, Trixie blushes a little.
>Probably thinking about the paparazzi taking a picture after her getting out of the shower or some shit like that.
>"Hmm. You're probably right, Glasses Kid. Maybe not that kind of attention then."
>You laugh a little.
"See? No one wants their personal lives invaded." You drive into the parking lot and park in the spot nearest to the entrance. "Well. We're here, Trixie."
>Outside is the biggest arcade in the country.
>Everyone comes to this place to game, eat, drink. You name it.

>>30557385
>The best thing is, is that it's teens friendly, even though there's a bar inside.
>"Hey! Brat with the Glasses!" Trixie yells out to you. "Hurry up!"
>You turn the car off and start walking towards the entrance.

>Minutes later, you're walking with Trixie and she's pointing out all the games that she said she'll beat you in.
>She really is confident in her skills.
>Finally, she pulls you to a fighting game machine.
>Marvel VS Capcom 2.
>Wow this is a old game in such a modern place.
>"Come Glasses kid!" Trixie is already at the machine. "I want this to be the first game you lose in."
"Are you sure, Trix? I mean I do have this game in my house and I practice a lot."
>"So do I. I won't lose to you!" She says with so much passion in her eyes and voice.
>You both enter your change and start picking your characters.
>You go with Psylocke, Akuma, and Jill
>She goes with Psylocke, Sentinel, and Magneto.
>"Before we start," Trixie speaks up. "how about we make this a bit more interesting?"
"You mean like a bet? What you had in mind?"
>"We'll play a first to five. Loser does what winner says for a whole day."
"Alright. It's a bet. Let's start."
>FIGHT!
>You start with Jill while Trixie is starting with Mag-fucking-neto.
>You begin by comboing Trixie's Mags with Jill. Air combo into a Hyper LV1.
>Trixie comes back with Psylocke's assist, lifting Jill into the air so she can begin destroying your Jill.
>The infamous Magneto infinite.
>You have no choice but to watch you get your ass kicked.
>Trixie is moving her fingers so fast on the buttons.
>"Oh he so pringles! Where your curleh mustache at!?" You hear someone yell in the background.
>Just like that, Jill is kill.
>A few minutes and Trixie takes the first win.
>After a few games, it's 4-3 with Trixie leading.
>She wasn't lying about practicing.
>She got all three of her characters while you have one lonely Cyclops.
>You manage to avoid her attacks while building up your meter for supers.

>>30557398
>It looks like you got a crowd around you, hyping the matches up.
>You continue to do your thing and that's build up meter.
>Trixie's Magneto comes out.
>She plays aggressively while you keep your distance.
>You throw in some projectiles to lower her health.
>Finally, you chip out her Magneto, taking out the little health he had.
>"We just got a real match! Let's go!" People are screaming in the arcade.
>People aren't even playing games.
>They are just around you and Trixie, watching you two go at it.
>Finally her last character comes out; Psylocke.
>Trixie is so focused on winning.
>This time, she stays back to keep her distance.
>You have to be careful
>One mistake can cause you the whole match since your cyclops is almost done for.
>This is gonna be a close match because Trixie's Psylocke is about the same health as Cyclops.
>You're not about to let it end here without giving her a fight.
>Trixie begins by doing what you were doing, and that is build up meter.
>She starts throwing projectiles to throw you off, but it doesn't phase you.
>Both of you got enough meter to finish each other off.
>You decide to push your luck and rush Trixie down.
>She noticed and does a great block and punishes you for it.
>She lifts you up into the air and begins her air combo.
>It's all over for you.
>DP Heavy int-
>Trixie dropped her combo!
>"DAMN IT!" Trixie yells out
>Everyone is on their toes, getting more excited as the match goes on.
>Trixie is all over the place now.
>She can't even concentrate on the match.
>Dropping her combo must have messed her mindset up.
>After analyzing her play-style now, you find an opening and rush in.

>>30557405
>A ground combo into your Hyper LV1
>MEGA OPTIC BLAST.
>With that, you and Trixie are 4-4.
>"ANONYMOUS! OH MY GOD! Oh my god!" Someone yells from the top of their lungs.
>The whole arcade is jumping up and down, talking about how much of a good match it was.
>Too bad this wasn't the last match.
>This is where it all matters.
>You take a look at Trixie and notice she is contemplating about something.
>Probably on how she dropped that combo at such a crucial time of the match.
>"Good job, Glasses kid." She speaks up while looking at the screen. "This is the final battle."
"May the best player win, Trixie."
>"I plan to."
>The rematch starts now.
>FIGHT!

And that's it for this update. As always, I'll try my best to get you more if wanted. Feedback and criticism is welcome.

there's way too many damn greens in here at once. not complaining though, but I do wish each first post in each new thread had a pastabin link to the previous stuff.

>>30557356
Not gonna lie all the "you was never gonna..." type stuff makes Anon sound like a nigger. I don't know if anyone's pointed this out yet or if it's been fixed since I just started from the top, so I figured I'd bring it up.

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>>30557415
First I just wanna say welcome back, man. Really missed you.
I am really enjoying this green. Good pacing and the action scenes are fun. I don't really know how to pin point exactly what you're doing right in words, but keep doing what you're doing.
Can't wait to see the next update.

>>30557034
Why don't you want to make a pastebin of this? I just started reading and I want to start from the beginning.

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Still waiting for Yellow

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>>30557462
This, pretty much.
JSA if you're reading this, is there a pastebin for your SciTwi story?

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>>30558148
Here is some yellow

>>30558176
Not yet. I'll make a pastebin once I've got more stuff/edited what I have

>>30558203
Awesome. Thanks.

>>30558201
niiiiiiiice

>>30549784
Which characters are good candidates?

>>30553318
wait, hol' up, I just got to Day -6517 and, did these guys get cryo-frozen or something?

>>30558148
this

>>30558036
Here you go, man: https://pastebin.com/wjCHSi4h

Tell me what you think when you're done!

Since actual WW thread went down, I'm gonna just bring it up here.

Tomorrow I'm probably going to get the save for the current Waifu Wars roster and put it up on a site for download in case anyone's interested in actually coaching their waifu and wanting to do 'testing'.

I'll hopefully have more out this afternoon

>>30558201
U got blu?

>>30559177
It's gud fàm

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>>30559487
Oh boy I can't wait. You're so based for doing this.
>>30559736
Looking forward to it.

>>30560387
gud blu, I will smash

>>30560387
unf~

>>30557415
Loving this story, continue.

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Hannibal Lecter or not, Twi a cute.

Here's a green I just finished in the Wardrobe Malfunction thread.

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

>>30561281
>Luna is the only one who can give you an A, and she REALLY doesn’t want to be here. What really doesn’t help this time is that the air conditioning broke because of course it did.
>She’s so tired as she steps up to the board, letting her shirt ride up again and reveal the rim of her panties as her loosely put on pants fall slightly.
>Use this to picture Luna wearing nothing but the panties on. Oh, the things you imagine.
>”So, uh, which page were we on last?” She asks.
>You’re the only student in the class, again.
“I dunno.” You passively answer after seeing that there’s a few minutes left of class.
>Luna sighs. “Are you just saying that because you want to go home?” Her own eyes are half closed.
“…Yeah.” You decide not to lie.
>”Well, you’re not the only one. I probably want to leave more than you do.”
>Luna yawns and starts to write on the chalkboard again.
>You have a great view from behind of her lower back, her pants riding low enough to show the frilly black panties underneath.
>Staring straight at the only real reason why you come here. The only real reason why SHE has to come here.
>Oh wow, she’s starting to sway back and forth. Luna must be on the verge of collapse.
>”I… can’t believe we have another three weeks of this shit.” Luna yawn-talks. “Are you even like… going to college?”
“Nope. Don’t even know what I’m gonna do with a High school diploma.”
>”Well that’s some bullshit.” Luna is very clearly so done, trying to say this quietly enough for you not to hear but fails.
>She reaches her arms up to stretch as she’s facing you.
>Het top rides up enough for you to get a glimpse of her bellybutton and the shape of her hips. The image of her topless in your head is much more accurate now, you’re sure.
>Why does she even have that little belt if it doesn’t do anything? Is it for style?
>Oh god, you just want to rub your face all over her belly for some reason.

>>30561290
>You hear a snapping sound followed by slight clattering. And Luna doesn’t seem to notice it.
>But you instantly figure out where it came from.
>The front button of Luna’s pants came off. It no longer keeps her fly from slowly coming undone and further loosening her pants.
>Luna continues to walk around the classroom, now erasing all of the stuff on the chalkboards.
>Now more of her panties are showing each time she reaches up to erase something.
>The light burgundy top failing to span all the way down to Luna’s waist to cover up her smooth blue skin, or the laced edges of the panties that hug her waist.
>Just a little bit more and you’re sure you’re looking at Luna’s ass cheeks. You have to cross your legs again, harder than before.
>Oh god, they’re falling down even more the more she reaches up and walks around.
>”Alright, listen.” Luna faces you and stretches again. “There’s like… two minutes of class left, and I’m just not feeling it.”
>You watch her belly button stretch with her arms raised, and the front of her jeans have slid down to her thighs to the point where the entire undergarment is visible.
>Luna has a little bit of trouble waking up to you with her slipping pants keeping her legs from moving as much. Your heart is racing.
>”But I don’t wanna come back here tomorrow, or the day after or really for the rest of the summer starting now. So here’s what we do.”
>She reaches high up right next to your face to the overhead projector that happens to be located right above your head.
>Her exposed skin almost touches your cheek, and you notice the jeans falling far enough where they’re almost halfway down her thighs. But again, Luna doesn’t seem to notice or care.
>”You gotta promise not to tell anyone.”
“I promise.”
>”I’m gonna give you the test now. And you’re gonna pass it. And you can leave and I can leave and we can pretend that we kept holding summer sessions while staying home or something.”

>>30561298
>You feel a little stunned by this.
“What do you mean? Is this allowed?”
>”Nnnnnope!” Luna responds. “But fuck it, I don’t give a shit anymore. I’m tired of all this. I wanna sleep. And I know you wanna go home too.”
“Okay, well can I tell you something?”
>”Sure.”
“Your pants are falling down.”
>”Are they?”
>By now, Luna’s jeans are mostly scrunched up right above her knees. Her black panties wide out in the open as Luna’s arms are still reached up towards the overhead projector.
>Her hips and waist completely in full view with only the frilly panties covering Luna’s privates.
>”Eh.” Is her only response to this. “I thought I was starting to feel a draft down there.” She makes no attempt to pull the pants back up.
>This is when you get really hard.
>The overhead projector is turned on.
>”Let me get the packet with the exam in it.” Luna waddles back to the front of the classroom with the pants struggling to stay at her knees.
>You watch as her ass cheeks giggles as her hips sway with each step.
>To your actual surprise, Luna does pull the pants back up to cover herself. But it was a half-assed attempt; half of her ass peeks out once more after she bends over to fish out the exam papers from her bag.
>The jeans fall right back down, weakly holding on. The overhead projector shows instructions of how to fill out the exam.
>Luna tells you the instructions and stands right next to your face again.
>”But listen, I’m just going to give you the answers and you fill in the bubble, okay?”
“Uh, wow. Okay.”
>”But a favor… hold my pants up, will you?”
>You do so, grabbing one side of Luna’s jeans and pulling it up to the strap of her panties. Dragging it mostly into a decent place.
>”I know this is probably making you go wild but I just can’t deal with anything right now.”
“Understandable.” You get to full mast.

>>30561310
>Luna leans her hips into you, and you hug her waist in a way that her pants failed to. Your arm pressing against her soft ass.
>She’s reaching up to the overhead projector again. Her belly rising and falling each time she breaths, right next to your face. You realize that you can’t write anything down with your arms around her waist.
>”You wrote down your name and all that, right?”
“Yeah.”
>”I’ll just go ahead and fill in the bubbles for you. It’s not like the scanning machines can tell the difference anyway.”
>You’re resting your cheek against Luna’d mostly exposed skin, feeling her warm body breathe against your face as you hold onto it to keep her pants up.
>So this is what it’s like when someone stops giving a fuck.
>It’s so hard to resist the urge to kiss Luna right next to her bellybutton. Her skin smells like blueberry scented lotion.

>>30561318
>You feel her voice vibrating her body a little as she starts to voice out the answers to you.
>Feel your arms start to grow tired as they hold Luna’s pants up. You can feel your shoulders becoming weak, but you can also feel Luna begin to sway back and forth from her fatigue.
>They’re too lose to keep covering her panties up, and your eyes get drawn back to their frilly edge over and over again.
>”So that’s how we find the derivative of X.” Luna continues. “The answer is C.”
“Mhmm.”
>Your head is starting to float around in Luna’s presence. Your own hands lowering from your arms being up for so long; at least 20 minutes now.
>The weight of your tired arms is making her jeans slide down to reveal more of her panties. Luna notices this time… cupping your face in one of her hands.
>”Let me just… fill in the rest of the answers for you.”
>She fills in the bubbles.
>A couple of minutes pass, and Luna still very tiredly reads the questions to you as though she’s enjoying this while also looking forward to going home and going to sleep.
>She reaches up to mass with the overhead projector again.
>You rest your head against the side of her body and feel her skin. This is the point where it would be extremely sudden and awkward if you did it out of the blue. But Luna lets you use her hip as a pillow.
>She sighs as your hand begins to wander, and she leans forward and sticks her rear out, letting the rim of her jeans slip down her ass cheeks a bit.
>And Luna gives you an “oops” that you could hear she didn’t really mean.
>Her hip is leaning into you even more, almost pushing you to the side and off of the desk.
>Almost done with the answers.
>”Congratulations, you got this one right…. and you got this one right.” She names them as she fills them in for you. “Looks like you’re passing this class for the summer.”

>>30561325
>Now the palm of your hand slides along the smooth surface of Luna’s ass every time you reach to pull her pants back up. Helping her stay decent according to the school dress code as she helps you pass for the summer.
>You keep sneak feeling up her ass with every tug. And once you her the waist of her jeans back in place, you just hug her for a few minutes before letting her pants fall a little more. More deliberately each time.
>She allows your fingers to glide along the rim of her exposed panties, probably too tired to care enough about you not pulling her pants up into place this time. You’re starting to touch her down there instead.
>And Luna slowly shakes her hips.
>Now every time you pull the pants up, they fall down because of her movement, and she moves your embrace along with her swaying hips. You don’t want to let go of her warm, curvaceous body as more and more of it gets exposed.
>”Last couple of questions. I know you can do it.”
>Luna bands over completely now, and your hands stay on the sides of her abdomen, feeling her skin in a more and more grabby hug.
>Press your cheek against the side strap of Luna’s black panties. The texture glides against your face.
>You want nothing more than to slip these panties down by “accident.”
>”Whew…” Luna straightens her back and stretches her arms up again. “It’s actually refreshing to feel this breeze.”
>Her top rides up above her bellybutton again, and your hands explore her body along her skin. Admiring her hourglass shape.
>There’s a slight hissing sound from your palms grazing across her skin, surveying Luna’s exposed hips as she keeps her arms up despite not needing to do anything with the overhead projector.
>She’s just waiting for you to finish fondling her. Her hands lock together and she takes them behind her head with a cute groan.
>”Ugh, It’s so hot in here.” Luna reaches down and starts airing her body out with her shirt.

>>30561334
>You catch several glimpses up Luna’s shirt, finding that her bra matches her panties.
>Luna’s jeans are halfway down her thighs now, and she’s not trying to pull them back up.
>”Looks like it’s time for me to check your answers.” She bends over again, swaying her ass from side to side to tease you. “You mind to keep airing out my shirt?”
>Respond by grabbing the bottom of her shirt and flapping it around as she’s bent over.
>Her shirt starts to hang higher and higher on her body, and your curious eyes are encouraged to peek under into the gab between her shirt and her chest. Luna bent over facing away from you letting your arms wrap around her waist again.
>Her loose pants fall to her knees. She sighs.
>You continue to look up along her body.
>Feel her shake back and forth as she takes the pencil and erases hard on the paper. But the eraser isn’t on any markings; she’s erasing the same spot on the side of the page.
>Letting you watch her boobs jiggle from side to side under that bra cradling them.
>Begin to plant a few loving kisses onto Luna’s hip, tasting her sweet skin on your lips, then your tongue. Luna breathes a little more heavily as soon as she feels you doing this.
>Lets it go on for over a minute before standing back up.
>She finally pulls her pants back up, pretending not to have realized. The zipper is all the way down, and the pants don’t stay at her waits even for a second after Luna lets go.
>You try to assist her, but her pants aren’t staying up with the zipper all the way undone. And neither of you can seem to recall how to zip it back up — oh well.
>Luna walks over to the front of the classroom, letting her pants fall as she strides away from you. Those ass cheeks, then those thighs, then her knees. Those clingy black panties hugging her waist on the sides and her nethers underneath.
>This sight brings out mercy in a man. Your member nearly flies out of your pants.

>>30561341
>Luna faces you, hands perched on the teacher’s desk behind her. She leans on it by her rear and raises her arms again. Stretching all the way backwards right in front of you.
>Spreading her legs as soon as her pants gently fall to her ankles.
>Luna leans back, and back and back.
>You watch her bellybutton stretch and her back arch. The mounds of Luna’s breasts mostly covering her face, rising and falling with each breath.
>That bottom bridge of Luna’s panties… can span wide enough to cover up her vulva lips that slowly slip out on either side.
>Still, Vice Principal Luna retains the pants around her ankles; she can’t even reach them with her arms unless she bends all the way over and bends her knees to grab them.
>”Why don’t you stand up in front of the class?” She lifts her head to see you.
>You obey the Vice Principal. Rising to your feet and letting the solid bulge in your pants stay in plain sight. For all the imaginary class to see.
>”Come here.”
>Walk up to Luna as she gets back onto her feet and opens her arms for a hug.
>You embrace her with her arms wrapping around you this time. First with your shin on her shoulder, then with your noses booping one another, then with your lips locking. You slightly taste blueberries from Luna’s mouth.
>As you slide your hands up and down Luna’s back during the kiss, you feel something come undone through her shirt with a light snap. It was the back of her bra.
>”Oops.” Luna takes your hands from around back and brings them to her face.
>You softly cup her jaw in your palms with another kiss. Then your hands move to Luna’s shoulders, where you feel her bra straps under her shirt slip to the edges of her shoulders, then to her upper arms.
>Luna excitedly giggles, smiling after a third kiss. “Oh my~ my bra’s coming apart.”
>A fourth kiss.

>>30561345
>”It happens.” She continues before stretching and yawning again.
>You help her shirt ride even higher on her torso this time, running your hands up and down her flat belly, then her curved sides, then her lower back where your hands venture down to the cushion of her ass.
>Hands inspecting her underwear as Luna’s hands make their way to yours. Sets your member free with a little bit of fiddling with the front of your pants and boxers.
>”A-ah…” Luna jolts her hips forward and looks down.
>You peer down too to find that her panties have gotten caught on the edge of the desk.
>Luna takes a small step forward, stretching the panties as they stay caught on the desk by the side.
>You look down into the panties as they are partially stretched away from her body, eyeing the top of her slit you can see in the gap between fabric and flesh.
>Assistance is asked for… and assistance is given.
>Luna lifts herself up onto the desk, slowly sitting onto it as her panties get inevitably dragged down from her waist. Her pussy coming into view, already dripping with a little bit of moisture.
>She sits all the way up onto the desk, the bottom ridge of her panties rolling up into a knot.
>”My… my privates…” She says to you, now sounding horny as she does exhausted.
>You pull her in the opposite direction… off of the desk.
>The panties are yanked back up to her waist, but the bottom of them is too rolled up to cover anything and just gets caught between the side of Luna’s pussy and her inner thigh.
>Meanwhile, both of her inner thighs are on either side of your waist. You raise your knees high to step over her scrunched up pants.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you off.” You pull Luna in the direction of off of the desk.
>Pulling her crotch straight into your pelvic area. Luna’s vulva lips kissing the tip of your dick before enveloping it down the shaft. The feeling of you penetrating Vice Principal Luna’s tender nethers makes you clench your own ass.

>>30561352
>You yank and pull, getting Luna to slide further off of the desk with her panties being stretched more than they’re supposed to go and making her top ride up her abdomen again as it gets caught onto the desk as well.
>Thrust Luna into your personal space as she thrusts herself in the same manner and direction.
>Luna’s shirt can’t cover her body the more the desk pulls it up. The shirt is pulled up past her limp, dangling bra that tumbles and slides around on her bosom, failing to cover her nipples.
>Luna’s nearly bare torso gets slid off of the desk and rests on the now tearing panties and stretches top like a hammock. Your efforts to pull Luna off by thrusting continue.
>Luna’s bra falls away from her bouncing breasts and dangles from the side of her body. Your hands clench the sides of her ass as you plow the Vice Principal like Summer’s ending tomorrow.
>Luna…
>Oh, Luna.
>Oh, Vice Principal Luna…
>Her clothes fell away, couldn’t stay on as she let her soft, warm, limber body slowly free itself from a prison of malfunctioning clothing. As she let her faithful student’s helping hands touch that body everywhere he could.
>That student is about to cum, he’s saying so. Through a grunt, he lets Luna know that his load is coming. Luna lets out a lustful moan and locks her legs around your waist. Luna lets her breasts jiggle and sway back and forth as you thrust with everything you have.
>Her top scrunched up at her chin, her pants scrunched up at her ankles, with nothing covering her naked twisting body in between them other than her tangled panties hopelessly trying to cover her most private places.
>Your load rockets into Luna, rushing up to her womb as she remains stretched out on her back and her clothes trembling in orgasm. All just for her summer student.
>The storm of the climax lasts for what you hoped was forever.
>The two of you get immensely fatigued and end up not minding falling asleep together atop the desk. Too tired to care.

The End.

>>30561359
Already read it in the other thread but good job with this one.

>>30560387
Nice

>>30558849
Sorry if it wasn't clear enough, but those sections are sort of flashbacks to the past. I'm jumping back and forth between the past and present to reveal some plot points for later.

>>30557034
>As much as it hurt, you had to get up and get your clothes on.
>Fluttershy whimpered sadly in response.
>”But...it’s so cold without you.” She said sadly.
>You hug her gingerly in response.
“You've got my phone number, Flutters. Just text me.” You say.
>She smiles at you again, before going to get her clothes on.
“See you at school tomorrow!” You yell to her.
>She waves goodbye from the shelter, and you run off.
>Soon you're at home, throwing your backpack in your room.
>”How was the animal shelter?” Your mom asks.
“It was surprisingly fun.” You respond.
>”...You know, it's really great that you're making more friends.” Mom says, with a genuine tone.
>”I know how rough it's been without Dad, but after he was taken from us, you really distanced yourself from everyone.”
>”But these people...Norman, Fluttershy and others, they'll help you if you open up to them.”
>”I'm just...so proud of you for trying to reach out to people. Seeing you socialize makes me so happy.”
>You can't help but smile at Mom’s praise.
>She gives you a warm hug, which you gladly return.
>It feels really warm, and you two hold for a while.
>After a while, Mom separates and says:
>”Well, it's getting late and it's a school night. Shower in the morning, and have a good night.”
>Smiling, you undress and go to bed.

>>30561359
>>30562026
THE END IS JUST ANOTHER LIE

>>30562297
>The next morning, you're fresh out of the shower with your backpack, heading to school.
>You remember that Applejack invited you over to her place this afternoon.
>All for helping the southern belle in a time of need.
>Anything for a friend, you say.
>...Maybe you could score with her?
>You DO have a mean streak going.
>No no no, you've got enough on your plate as is.
>Plus, you're gonna have to let down the other girls inevitably.
>That's gonna suck.
>”HEEEEEEEEY NONNY!” You hear a distinct voice call to you from across the street.
>You turn and find none other than the party girl, Pinkie Pie.
“Hey, Pinkie!” You respond, smiling.
>Man, you realize you've been smiling a lot recently.
>Which is a good thing.
>”Heading to school, huh?” Pinkie asks, bouncing along beside you.
“Yep, same as you.” You reply.
>”So...how was Fluttershy last night?”
“Huh?”
>She was in a super good mood last night! Must've been because of you!”
“Oh yeah, helping out at the shelter was really great.” You reply.
>”Well, be sure to save some of yourself for the rest of us!” Pinkie giggles.

>>30562374
What does his green not ending have to do with me???

>>30562390
>You two talk some more on the way to school.
>You tell some jokes to her, and she giggles a bunch.
>It's pretty cute.
>Plus you love the way her boobs jiggle when she bounces along.
>After a while, you start wondering if she's doing it on purpose.
>As you're going to school, you come across a construction site where you had your battle with Killian.
>Luckily, little damage was done, so the cleanup is relatively small.
>You and Pinkie pass by a rickety looking scaffold.
>As she passes by, the scaffold finally tips over, right on top of her.
>Pinkie looks up right before and gasps in fear and surprise.
>Using a combination of your strength and speed, you catch the scaffold right before Pinkie is crushed.
>But trying to hide your powers, you try and exert some level of exhaustion in lifting the scaffold, despite the fact that you could easily toss it aside.
>Pinkie was cowering beneath you covering her head, but realizing she's not dead, she looks up to see that you saved her.
>Some construction workers “help” you replace the scaffold, as they frantically apologize.
>”Wow Nonny, you're so strong!” Pinkie swoons.
“Well, you saw me arm wrestle Dash earlier this week.” You respond.
>”Yeah, but you lifted an entire scaffold! No one else at school could have done that! You're amazing!” She continues.
“Oh, come on. I've been working out, that’s all. No big deal.” You say, trying to seem humble.
>”No big deal!? You saved my life!” Pinkie screamed.
>Then, she grabbed you by both sides of your head and pulls you in close, with a blush on her face.
>”You're my hero, Nonny~” Pinkie says, before jumping into your arms and deeply kissing you.

BAMF

>>30562648
Is that a bump?
Why would you bump 20 minutes after someone posted?
I'm so confused.

>>30562527
>Pinkie doesn't hold anything back when she's making out with you.
>Her arms are wrapped around your head, and her legs are wrapped around your waist.
>As well as her tongue furiously invading and exploring your mouth, her hips are grinding on your midsection.
>As much as you enjoyed this attention, you had to pull her off of you.
“Pinkie, we’re in public!” You remind her.
>“Aaaaaand?” She replies cheekily.
“And what we’re doing is better suited for privacy.”
>”So? Everyone gets to see how grateful I am that you saved me!”
“Well, how about this: sometime during P.E. at school, we sneak off and...have fun~?” You suggest.
>”No no no no no! It has to be- *gasp* I have an idea! I'l throw a party tomorrow night! Everyone will know how you saved me!”
>The idea does appeal to you.
“Alright, but promise me that you'll...thank me in private.” You say determinatley.
>”Ooohhhh, fine! But I get to choose where!” Pinkie finally agrees.
>You're kind of scared of where she’ll choose, but it's fine.
“Hey, since this is gonna be a reward, I saw that we try and make this a one time thing.” You say.
>”Alrighty! Anything for my big, strong, sexy hero!” She swoons, taking you by the arm.
“Well...looks like school is gonna start soon.” You say, leading her to school with the party girl wrapped around your arm.

>>30562741
Oh fuck yeah now we're getting somewhere.

>>30562975
What do you mean?

>>30563090
Lewd ponka party sex

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>>30562741
Is there going to be more tonight or is that all for now?

>>30562687
wait for the infinite fingerbang end

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>>30557398
>"We'll play a first to five. Loser does what winner says for a whole day."
I like where this is going.

Holy shit, these threads are still around?

>>30564862
Where do you think we went Anon?

>>30564883
I dunno. I did some stuff for the thread shortly before I stopped watching about three years ago. I came back out of curiousity and saw it. I'm amazed it's still around.

Did things get better after S3?

>>30564957
>Did things get better after S3?
Depends on your taste. A lot of people consider both 4 and 6 to be really strong seasons, and if you happen to be a Rarifag, every season after 3 is gonna have a few solid episodes you'll love.
If you're a ponkfag though you'll be better off with suicide, fyi.

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50Yellow, get your juicy dick back in here!

>>30565127
He ded senpai.
n-no homo

>>30565127
>>30565136
He'll just eventually turn up like he always has before.

>>30563402
I'll continue this tomorrow. I've got a busy schedule.

Remember, first Applejack, then Pinkie

>>30565288
Sounds great

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Small update inbound!

Previously: https://pastebin.com/vrxqd0z8

>>30565616
>With a careful grasp around the flimsy door handle, you slowly opened a crack in the entrance and announced your presence.
“Hello?”
>The dry wood walls and hay-covered floor of the shack dampened the acoustics, and your voice quickly disappeared into the room.
>When you didn’t get any response, you opened the door further.
>It didn’t move much further, however, as it struck something heavy behind it and stopped dead in its track much faster than you anticipated.
>A racket of metal came crashing down, and you winced as you endured the tremendous amount of noise generated from the debris, and you stood there hunching behind the door until a circular plate rolled around the corner and came to a standstill in front of you.
>You opened your eyes slowly and looked around, only to be met by a mess of wires and pipes sprouting from a central table, and several different metal objects laid sprawled across the floor.
>A clear path had been carved through the oxidized junk, and at the end of it stood two people staring at you with wide eyes.
>You leaned against the entryway for a few moments before realizing what was actually going on.
>At the other end of the room stood Applejack and Rainbow Dash facing away from each other while looking at you with worried expressions.
>In a hurry, you cleared your throat and leaned against the nearest support beam.
“Hello ladies.”
>”You alright, sugarcube?” Applejack inquired, completely ignoring your attempt at being funny.
>You dusted off your jacket and nodded before navigating over to the two girls, stumbling over heaps of what seemed like mostly useless machine parts.
“I knew you had a passion for engineering, AJ, but I never realized it went this far.” you stated, accidentally slamming your toes into a particularly heavy part and grabbing hold of a table to support yourself.
>Rainbow Dash grabbed a hold of your arm and helped you get back on your feet again.

>>30565624
>”What are you doing here?” she asked once you had stabilized.
“Was about to ask you the same thing.”
>Rainbow Dash looked at you for a second, then pinched her bridge and sighed.
>”Alright, let’s cut the fake shit, let’s talk about the UFO.”
>Applejack looked at her with a surprised expression, and it seemed like she grew more uncomfortable.
>She started fidgeting with the end of her braid, aggressively tugging on the red ribbon at the end.
>You were pretty shocked about how she went straight to the point, but this was the purpose of your visit too, so you decided to go along with it.
>”I ain’t got no clue what y’all talking about, honest!”
>”You had a giant silver spinning disc in your backyard and a bunch of creepy guys with rifles, I find it pretty hard to believe you didn’t see anything.”
>”You do realize I’ve got almost a hundred acres of land ‘round here, right?”
“Please, AJ, just talk to us about this, I know you’re aware of this. I already talked to Applebloom.”
>This seemed to catch her off guard, and she became completely silent.
>The farm girl slowly turned around and leaned onto a nearby workshop table, sighing to herself and closing her eyes.
>You and Rainbow Dash didn’t say anything, and let Applejack take her time.

>>30565630
>After a short while, she turned around and crossed her arms.
>”Alright, don’t y’all go fucking talkin’ ‘bout this to anyone, y’hear me? This is serious.”
>Both you and Rainbow Dash nodded in sync, and Applejack steeled herself before continuing.
>”I never did see this aircraft thingy, but they did come to our front door in this black truck. They call themselves Homefront, had all matching suits and everything.”
>You raised an eyebrow.
>The name ‘Homefront’ was completely new to you, and you couldn’t think of anything related to it.
>Your partner in crime seemed just as perplexed about this new information, but you didn’t say anything.
>”They didn’t say much, only that if we talked to anybody ‘bout the events in our orchard that night, our family would face some pretty serious consequences.”
>You covered your mouth and started pacing around.
>Everything that Applejack said just confirmed all your suspicions, and things just seemed more and more grim to you.
>Rainbow Dash also seemed pretty shook up about this.
>”So now y’all know why i couldn’t tell anyone about this stuff.”
>”You know, I wish I hadn’t asked.” Rainbow Dash groaned and sat down on a bucket on the floor.
>”It’s not that we’ve got some information to leak, but the fact that someone like that can stand up and threaten my and my family’s livelihood… I’m scared, honestly.”

>>30565635
>You sat down with your back against Rainbow Dash’s, scratching your neck.
“I really think there's just one thing to do about this situation.”
>You felt both of your friend’s gaze pierce you in the back, and you turned halfway around while throwing your hands in the air.
“Well, we have to be quiet about it!” you stated as if it would be obvious.
>”You just wanna forget about it and let them do what they want?” Rainbow Dash spoke up.
“You want to go up against someone like this? Be my guest, but remember you’re endangering your friend’s family business in the process.”
>The room went quiet, and you turned back towards the wall.
>After a few moments, you bounced back on your feet and put a firm hand on Applejack’s shoulder, looking deep into her eyes under the rim of her hat.
“I promise.” you vowed. “These people will not get away with this. But right now, there's nothing we can do except keep quiet. One day when we have more information on these guys, I’ll be by your side and help you to take these sons of bitches down.”
>Applejack nodded, a determined look on her face.
>For now, Homefront had silenced you, but if you had anything to say in the matter, this wouldn’t be the last time they had to deal with you.
>You had a plan brewing, even though it was a slow burn.
>It was pretty obvious that Homefront concealed important information about the nature of the universe, but to what extend you were unsure of.
>But until then, you had an end of semester party to attend to.
>After taking a vow of silence among yourself, you, Rainbow Dash and Applejack made your way to the clearing, determined to enjoy your last week together with all your friends.

>>30565624
>>30565630
>>30565635
>>30565639

The rest will come in the near future. We're closing in on the end of this chapter, but until then, thanks for reading.

>>30562741
>You drew the attention of other citizens as you made your way to school with Pinkie firmly wrapped around your arm, with a deep, loving kiss every now and again.
>Soon, you two arrive the crosswalk in front of school.
>”Carry me, hero!”
“What?”
>Before you could properly respond, she jumps into your arms bridal style.
>You stumble a bit at the sudden weight, as you held the giggling girl in your arms.
>The light turns green and you cross the street with the pink girl wrapped around you.
>When you get to the other side, you set Pinkie down gently.
>”What would I do without you, Hero?” Pinkie says, gently rubbing your chest.
“Well, come on, classes are gonna start soon.” You remind her.
>”Oh yeah, there's something I need to give you first!” Pinkie beams.
>Before you could ask her what it is, she reaches under her skirt, tugs her baby blue panties down her legs, steps out of them, and tosses them to you.
>”That’s to keep you ready for tomorrow night!” Pinkie says.
>You hastily stuff them in your backpack, as she giggles.
>”Well, see you at lunch, Hero~” Pinkie says as she skips off, allowing you a glimpse of her pink rear.
>...You're really starting to like how your life has been going lately.

>>30565947
>Halfway through the day, you get a text from Norman.
>”Heard you fought some guy in a mech suit yesterday.”
“Yeah, almost had him. He got away.” You reply.
>”Got any leads?”
“Name’s Killian. Laid off from AllenTech earlier this week.”
>”Revenge plot against AllenTech, sounds like.”
“Looks like it.”
>”Anything else?”
“I almost got him when I used my electricity against him. Almost fried his suit.”
>”If I were him, I'd get some insulation put in to protect against that.” Norman analyzed.
“Good idea. You sneak into the computer lab during lunch and find out where Killian could find insulation in Canterlot. I'll zoom out during lunch to check the areas you find.”
>”Sounds like a plan.”
>”Mr. Anon, no phones in class.” Ms. Cheerilee reminds you.
“Sorry, Ms.” you say, stuffing your phone in your pocket.
>But now you've got a plan.
>Hopefully you can find Killian before he causes more damage and destruction.
>But you've gotta make sure no one sees you leave.
>...You'll figure it out later.

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>>30550861
ok maybe "good" was the wrong term.

Lets try "It was my fetish."

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>>30565645
>We'rr closing in on the end of this chapter.

>>30565645
Loving this so far man

Come on NaOH, where are you man?

>>30567236
I am jonesing

Got Fire Pro World today.

Pros:
Game runs fine on laptop.
I can make more detailed waifu edits.
People can download the Waifu Wars edits via workshop and actually tweak them if they have the game.

Cons:
Current Laptop cannot handle playing and streaming/recording World so it's not a game I can run Waifu Wars off of.
Too early in access to know what else is going to happen.
Extremely big game window also makes it hard to stream/record and notice other stuffs.

We'll be sticking to FPR for probably a few years, at least until the game gets easier to run or I get a better laptop.

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>>30558148
>>30565127
>>30565127
>>30565198
I am still around, taking a break by video games for a bit. What do you guys want? Skinny jeans anon, Flutterbully, Christmas in July? And no, my dick isn't an option.

Here is some Flutters while you guys think about it.

>>30567528
>Christmas in July
I vote this one since it's still July for another week or so.

>>30567528
Skinny

>>30567528
Skinny Jeans

>>30567528
Wuts flutterbully?

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>>30567528
Flutterbully!

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>>30567692
It goes by another name, Playing Their Game, where Anon is picked on by Fluttershy and somewhat by Twilight, and it ensues a downward spiral from thereon.

>>30567536
>>30567563
>>30567587
>>30567783
So far, two for skinny jeans, one on the Christmas story and one for Flutterbully. Unless anyone wants to toss in their vote, I'll get to work on finishing up Anon's problem with RD before the Christmas theme one and finally continuing with Anon's clusterfuck. I'm going in order by the time that people voted.

>>30566145
>At lunch, you're hiding in a storage closet, waiting for word from Norman.
>You're all suited up and ready to go, and you just need somewhere to go.
>It would be really awkward if someone were to come in right now and find Lightning Man himself.
>After a few minutes, you get three addresses from Norman.
>”Check these places out. Ask them if any insulators were recently stolen, or bought in large quantity.” Norman texts.
“On the job.” You reply, zooming out of the school and into the sky.
>First address is the local Home Depot.
>You swoop down and go inside.
“Hello, citizen, may I speak to the manager?” You ask the first employee you see.
>”Yeah, uh...he's right over there.” The employee awkwardly replies, pointing to the office in the back.
>You thank them and head back, knocking on the door gently before entering.
>You find the manager laid back in his chair, looking over papers.
>”Talk to my receptionist before- LIGHTNING MAN!” He says, jumping to his feet.
“Yep, that's me.”
>”If this is about employee complaints, I can assure that-”
“Don't worry, you're not in trouble.” You assure.
>”Well then, how can I help you?” The manager asks.
“I'm tracking down a criminal I recently ran into. Have any insulators recently been stolen or bought in large quantity?”
>”Nope, sorry.” The manager replies.
“That's alright, at least no crimes have been committed here.” You say.
>For some reason, he gets a lot more nervous.
>Note to self: investigate later.

>>30568032
>The second location proved just about as fruitful.
>You were kinda getting worried you’d come up empty handed.
>You've gotta find Killian.
>Third location: warehouse on the outskirts of Canterlot.
>Looks like the manager is right outside.
>”Hello, Lightning Man!” He greets warmly.
“Hello, sir! May I ask you a few questions?” You ask.
>”Go right ahead!”
“Thanks! See, I'm tracking down this criminal, and I need to know if any insulators were recently stolen or bought in large quantity.”
>”As a matter of fact, yes. An older man came in last night with a huge cart, and bought as many insulators could fit in the cart.”
“Great! What did he look like?”
>Well, he had kind of a long face, brown eyes, brownish-gray receding hair, and some wrinkles on his face.”
>He went on, describing the man.
“This ought to help a lot! Thank you, sir!” You say, before flying off.
>When you get back to Canterlot High, you zoom back into the storage closet and change back into your normal clothes, right before the bell rings.
>As you're walking down the hall, you find your way to Norman.
>”I hope your search came out well. Vice Principal Luna caught me in the computer lab. I had to tell her I was looking at porn!” He complained.
“Don't worry, it did. I got a description of someone who could be Killian.” You report happily.
>”Great! Send the description to the Canterlot Police after school, so we can track Killian.” Norman instructs.
>”Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got an appointment with the principal.” Norman sulks, then leaves.

>>30568264
>You make your way to your next class, Algebra.
>You take your usual seat next to Fluttershy.
>”Oh, hi Anon!” She greets.
“Hey Flutters, how was lunch?”
>”Eh, business as usual. Where were you? Why weren't you at lunch?”
“Oh, I had to help Mrs. Harshwhinny with something.” You lie.
>”Oh, alright then. Pinkie sure did miss you.”
“Huh?”
>”Pinkie was smitten at lunch! She kept going on about how you're her hero and how you saved her life.” Fluttershy explained.
“Yeah, she was...grateful, to say the least.”
>”I guess so, because she announced at lunch that she's throwing a party in your honor, tomorrow night at Sugarcube Corner!”
“Why there? Why not at her house?”
>”Oh right, you didn't know. Pinkie LIVES at Sugercube Corner.” Fluttershy says.
“Huh. I guess that explains her love of sweets.” You say, earning a giggle from Fluttershy.
“...You're not jealous, are you?”
>”About Pinkie “rewarding” you? Not at all! She's grateful you saved her life, and she wants to show her thanks!” Fluttershy beamed.
>You sigh in relief.
>Don't want to cause tension between friends.
“Hey, speaking of showing thanks, I'm visiting Applejack’s place after school.”
>”She talked about that! About how you kept the entire class from seeing her undies.” Fluttershy said, smiling.
>”It would've been so embarrassing for poor Applejack. The entire class would've laughed at her, and then it'd spread online, and soon the whole school would know, and then-”
“Then it's a good thing I was there!”
>”Yep! First Twilight, then her, now Pinkie! You're a really handy guy, Anon!”

>>30567970
Flutterbully

this thread has a disturbing lack of NaOH

>>30568528
You have a disturbing lack of brain cells.

>>30568434
“Well, glad to be friends!” You say, feeling kind of cheesy.
>Fluttershy smiles, and class starts.
>Soon after, you get a text from Rainbow Dash.
>”Yo dude, where were u at lunch???”
“Helping Mrs. Harshwhinny.” You respond.
>”Damn. That sucks”
“It went over fine.”
>”Whatever. I need to tell u something.”
“Well, what is it?”
>”Lightning Man fought this huge guy in a mechsuit yesterday. Tore up Fourth Street real bad.”
>”Anyway, Principal Cinch from Crystal Prep threw a hissy fit, saying “Lightning Man is too dangerous to have in Canterlot”.”
>You're gonna assume that was with a mocking tone.
“So what does that mean?”
>”Means the soccer game is pushed back a week.”
“Damn. Sorry to hear about that.”
>”Don't be. I get more practice in, and I get another weekend without Crystal Prep.”
“Well, gotta go now. Talk to u later.” You text to Dash.
>”What was that about?” Fluttershy asks.
“Soccer game.”
>”Ah.”

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>>30568528
BUILD WALL

>>30568554
>Cut to the end of school, where you're waiting for Applejack to come out.
>You texted mom beforehand, and she's perfectly fine with you staying out with friends.
>Hopefully Canterlot can stay crime-free for one day, so you can be polite to your hosts.
>”Howdy, Anon!”
>You turn to see Applejack descending the stairs of the school, smiling warmly at you.
>”Glad to see you waitin’ for me!”
“Well, I wanted to talk on the way there.”
>”About?”
“Anything, really. Just like friends do.”
>Applejack chuckles and leads on.
>”So, what do you normally do after school?” Applejack asks.
“Nothing much, really. Just go home and play video games.”
>”That's it? Don't you have friends?”
“Just Norman. He's not always available.”
>”Darn. Well, good thing you've got us!”
“Yep, I feel like my life has changed for the better!”
>Applejack can't help but smile at your optimism as you continue.

>>30568698
>After a while, Applejack speaks up again.
>”Look, ah know I've been sayin this a lot but...thank you, Anon.”
“Come on, I told you, I was just helping a friend!”
>”Ah know, ah know, it's just that...I'm not always as strong as I look. If the class had seen mah undies, I would've died of shame from all of them laughin’ at me.” She sulks.
“Well, good thing that was avoided.” You say, putting an arm around her supportively.
>”Ah hope I'm not bein’ too dramatic, Anon. After ah heard Pinkie nearly died today, ah though I was bein too dramatic.”
“Don't worry about it, just trying to help.” You say.
>You two continue along, until Applejack gets a flash of inspiration.
>”Hey, since Big Mac’ll be around, you should totally arm-wrestle him!” She says excitedly.
“...Huh?”
>”Anon, your match against Dash was nothin’ short of amazing, and Big Mac’s the strongest guy at Canterlot, so it'll really be a match for the ages!” She cheers.
“I dunno, I think he's a bit above my league.” You say, trying to hide the fact you could easily crush him.
>“Nonsense! Even if ya lose, it'll still be a great match!”
“...Alright.” You agree.
>”That's the spirit!” Applejack cheered.

>>30568770
>Soon, you arrive at Sweet Apple Acres, and you can't help but admire the scenery.
>The rolling hills of apple orchards in the open country makes for a really beautiful scene.
>”Come on, dinner’ll be ready soon!” She says, dragging you along.
>You two enter the house, and you're immediately met with the smell of apples.
>Right after, a dog came running up to you, sniffing you while wagging its tail happily.
>”That's Winona!” Applejack says, as you pet the happy dog.
>”AJ, is that the boy you keep going on about?” A young voice calls from the dining room.
>”Apple Bloom! Mind yer own business and help set the table!” Applejack shouts back, blushing madly.
>You two go into the kitchen and see an elderly woman sitting st the head of the table, and the younger girl helping Big Mac set the table.
>You take your seat next to Applejack, with Apple Bloom and Big Mac opposite of you.
>The plates are set with slices of Apple Pie, steaming hot.
>”Ev’ryone, please bow your heads in prayer.” The woman instructs.
>You're not normally religious, but you're their guest, so you bow your head.
>”Dear Lord, please bless this food we're about to eat, please bless the company we keep, and please bless the day to come. Amen.”
>”Amen.” Everyone says, and you begin eating.

>>30568879
>You take your first bite of your Pie...
>...holy shit this is good.
>You dig into your pie as their conversations turn to you.
>”So Anon, how long have you been a friend of AJ’s?” Apple Blood asked.
“About a week now.” You respond after swallowing your Pie.
>”A week and AJ’s invitin’ you over?” The girl responds incredulously.
>“We’re really good friends.” Applejack says, interjecting.
>”Ah think you LIIIIIKE him!” Apple Bloom teased, causing Applejack to blush a bit.
>”Apple Bloom, don't tease yer sister.” The elderly woman scolds.
>”Sorry, Granny Smith...”
>It got kind of quiet after that, so you decide to speak up.
“Hey, this Pie is really good!”
>Granny Smith smiles in pride.
>”Can't beat the homemade touch!” She beams.
>”Say, Anon here could probably beat you in arm wrestling!” Applejack says to Big Mac, who raises an eyebrow at you.
>”Really?”
>”Yup! After dinner, you two should totally go at it!
>You've decided that if you beat Big Mac, it could set off some red flags.
>So you're gonna lose.

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>>30568941
>Apple Blood

>>30569340
Apple ***BLOOM

Fucking autocorrect

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>>30568941
>Apple Blood

>>30567528
>>30567970
Jeans!
Also, pastebin?

>>30567970
I'd like to see flutterbully

>>30566664
Yeah, that's more believable
I'll try to write a quick something someday, idk, nothing too big because yanderes are hard to write
But I have like 20 planned greens/to finish tho, so that won't be until a while

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>>30568941
>Apple Blood
I didn't realize that Apple bloom was starting her edgy teen phase.

>>30567970
Flutterbully pls

I've been getting a lot into EqG lately and just watched Legend of Everfree for the first time, count me on board these threads now.
A question: what is everyone's thoughts on the romantic subplots they keep trying to throw in? Personally I think they're really fucking stupid and forced to all hell, especially the shallow interactions with Timber in LoE and Twi being really uncharacteristic. It made me cringe more than anything I've ever seen in this show before

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>>30570280
>thinking this is an actual eqg thread

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>>30570280
Well this is my opinion on it all, but here it is:
I really didn't like the shoehorned in romances.
It really took away from the plot for me and just made the movie a little less enjoyable. I don't really care about Timber or SciTwi as characters, but the romance the writers threw in there didn't even need to be part of the movie. Not to mention how spontaneously it happened or how cliche it felt. I wanted the characters to do more cool summer camp stuff or something. They could have gone into an innawoods adventure. They could have fended off against Filthy Rich trying to turn the camp into a spa (though that would have been pretty cliche too but still an improvement from TimberTwi at least). There were a ton of things that they could have done with the camp itself, but nah, there's some magical cave somewhere with magical geodes that Gloriosa is using for some misguided villain plot that friendship defeats her with and talks her out of.
I have a feeling that the writers or whoever keeps doing this are only doing this same type of thing over and over again because it's proven to get them some sales, so they do it again with new characters so they know they have a formula that at least a lot of people watched as well as a new toy to sell.
It's stuff like this that really reminds me that Hasbro is a toy company and the movies are mostly for little girls and are supposed to help sell the toys. I feel like it's hopeless to look into the subplots as deep as we often do, because we're expecting too much from movies like this. Sure it's meant to entertain to an extent too, but the main objective is to sell toys. So that's where the bulk of the focus is going to go, and everything else just gets half-assed because those parts aren't going to rake in more money if they're focused on more.
Anyway, that's what I think.

>>30570442
Not a bad point, but I disagree. Nothing's stopping the writers from putting more thought into the scripts they write. Shouldn't take up that much time.

>>30569804
Enjoy
https://pastebin.com/Y6VUhdVF

>>30570815
I thank you sir Anon

...f a g.

>>30570495
Then why haven't they?

>>30570442
Pretty much this

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>>30568941
>>30569340
>>30569438
>>30570088

>mfw I have to write an emo AB >green now

>>30569438
I'm actually ashamed at how hard I laughed at the filename

Anyone know of any Cop Anon stories? I feel like a SWAT cop or /k/ommando type character would make for some interesting interactions with the girls.

>>30572927
Do it.

>>30570320
not this time

>>30557415
"Here you go, oh Great & Powerful Trixie. A Sundae fit for someone as amazing as you." You force yourself to stay that sentence as you place the foot long dessert in front of her.
>Trixie looks up at you with the biggest grin she's ever given anyone.
>She grabs the spoon from your hand and goes to town on the sundae.
>You sit across from her, trying to figure out what happened in the last match.
>How can you drop the combo you perfected so many times?
>How did you fuck that up and lose the match?
>You run your hands on your face, letting your loss run through your mind.
>Now you're Trixie's servant for the rest of the day, as she calls it.
>This is gonna be something.
>Trixie is really amazing at that game.
>To be honest, it looks like she'll be great in other games as well, with the way she played today.
>She is enjoying that Sundae to the fullest.
>You can't help but smile at her.
>Looks like she is having a good time.
>Even though you lost, you're having a good time as well.
>It's always good to get out the house and do something with friends, no matter what you do together.
>The sound of the spoon dropping on the bowl makes you look up and see that Trixie is done with her dessert
>"That was amazing. Thanks for that, Glasses kid." She speaks after she wipes her mouth with a tissue.
"No need to thank me. You deserve it. Who knew you were that good at fighting games. Speaking of which. How did you get into games anyways? You don't look like the type to be a gamer or something like that."
>"Oh that? I guess it was all the stuff that happens in games. Like magic and stunts that you don't normally see in real life, and with Trixie wanting to be a magician, I guess that kind of stuff pulled me into gaming."
"I don't think I follow you." You say with a confused look on your face.
>"I guess what Trixie is trying to say is that, since magic is nothing but tricks in the real world, I can escape that by playing video games, where it is real."

>>30576557
"You must really love magic, huh?"
>"It's so fascinating. To be able to levitate stuff, teleport, read minds. Makes Trixie wish more and more that magic was real."
>You let out a chuckle which causes Trixie to get a bit upset.
>"And what exactly is so funny?" Trixie arches an eyebrow.
"Sorry Trixie. I just find it funny that you're like this. I never seen you so passionate about anything. I find it kind of cute."
>Trixie's face turns a deep red as she turns her head to hide it.
>"S-shut up! Don't think that lets you off the bet." She stands up. "Now let's go. There's something else I want to do in here. Follow me, servant." She smirks at you.
"Fine, fine." You stand up and begin walking aimlessly.
>A few steps and you feel something jump on your back.
>You stumble forward, almost losing your balance as you feel arms wrap around you.
"Damn it, Trixie. At least warn me when you do that."
>She lets out a giggle as she clings on to you, wrapping her legs around your waist.
>"No thank you. Now let's go to where I want to go. Forwards, servant!" She points ahead, back towards the arcade.
"You want me to carry you there!?" You blurt out.
>"Yes! Trixie doesn't feel like walking anymore. No back talk, loser." She sticks her tongue out at you and laughs.
>This little...
>No choice to obey her every command.
>You're not gonna go back on your word, so you begin walking around the arcade as Trixie gives you commands.
>"To the left."
>To the left it is.
>"Slight right."
>You does as she tells you, like you even got a choice.
>"Now keep going straight."
>A look ahead shows you a big stage with 2 gigantic screens on the wall.
>On top is a big sign.
>Dance Dance Revolution it reads.
>"Here, here!" Trixie shouts as she jumps off your back.
"This game? I didn't know you were a dancer, Trix."
>Trixie just stares at the screens, amazed.
>You see a crowd of people around the stage, apparently watching a match going down.
>On the stage is two people playing.

>>30576565
>One is a average looking dude.
>The other is a guy with braids, a piercing on his nose, and really tight pants that looks like women's pants.
>In a flash, the guy with the piercing is declared the winner.
>Average looking dude walks off the stage, with the look of defeat on his face.
>"Oh yeah, baby!" The pierced guy yells out to the crowd. "Another win for Johnny Steps!"
>Everyone is amazed and begins to talk about Johnny.
>"This guy is so skilled." One kid says.
>"I don't think anyone can match the awesomeness that is Johnny Steps." Another girl says, looking all love-struck.
>Johnny Steps looks around in the crowd.
>"Who else wants to step on the stage with the one and only Johnny Steps!?"
>Who the fuck does this guy think he is?
"Let's go Trix. We don-" You look to your side and notice that Trixie disappeared.
>"Woo! Another victim for Johnny Steps!" The love-struck girl screams out.
>You look at the stage and see that Trixie is on the stage with the guy.
>Trixie, what are you doing!?
>"A girl? This should be a cinch for Johnny Steps. Try not to get embarrassed when you lose, little girl."
>"You're the one who's gonna be embarrassed when you lose to the Great & Powerful Trixie!" Trixie replies back.
>Ah. Third person speak. You love it.
>Both of them ready themselves as the game chooses the song at random for them, on the hardest difficulty.
>And the song is...
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7JUvmzvFpgU
>BEGIN!
>Trixie and Johnny begin dancing their asses off.
>Both of them not missing an button.
>They are moving their feet so fast, that you can't even keep up.
>You look at the score and notice that Johnny is leading by a little bit.
>"GO JOHNNY!" Everyone starts chanting.
>The chants echo throughout the arcade.
>As the match continues, Trixie steps it up, not breaking a sweat.
>With that, Trixie takes the lead in the matter of seconds!
>Everyone is shocked to see the score change so quickly.
>Trixie got this in th-
>Wait a minute...

>>30576574
>You start to see Johnny trying to trip Trixie and throw her off her rhythm.
>Trixie notices a bit too late and starts to lose her balance, but she regains her composure and gets back in the game.
>"PLAY FAIR, JOHNNY!" One guys yells at him.
>Johnny is sweating bullets, trying to keep up with Trixie's happy feet.
>He slips on his two feet and falls on the ground.
>Everyone laughs at him and change their attention to Trixie.
>She is killing the dance floor.
>With that, she puts up an impressive score and wins the dance off.
>"Winner! Player 2!" The game announcer shouts out.
>Everyone starts cheering for Trixie.
>"G.A.P.! G.A.P.! G.A.P.!" The chants continue for a good minute.
>Trixie looks at Johnny laying on the floor.
>"Who's embarrassed now, little boy?" Trixie laughs and leaves the stage to return to your side.
"That was awesome, Trix! You totally kicked that guy's ass!"
>"He had it coming. No one talks in third person, but Trixie."
>That's why she challenged him?
>You're not even gonna question it.
"Glad to beat that guy, Trix. What you want to do now?"
>"Well. Trixie would like to go home now. I'm beat from winning too much." She gives you a smirk.
>You laugh a little.
"Alright, Trixie. You're the boss."
>As you begin to walk, you feel Trixie grab your arm to stop you.
>"No no no. You know the deal." She motions you to turn around.
>Oh no...
>Well you have to comply to her wishes.
>You turn around and bend your knees to lower yourself.
>Trixie wraps herself around you for another piggyback ride.
>Lifting her up, you walk to the parking lot and find your car in a flash.
>You unlock the car and Trixie gets off to go in the passenger seat.
>You start your engine and drive out the parking lot.
"How did you like the day, Trix?"
>"It was great. Thank you for taking me out, Anon."
"Anon, huh? It sounds nice when you say my name for once."
>"Don't get used to it." Trixie looks out the window.

>>30576589
>It looks like she's trying to tell you something, but she can't get the right words out, so you try to get it out of her.
"Something on your mind, Trixie?"
>Trixie continues to look out the window, but says something under her breath.
"What was that?" You try to listen closely.
>"Why?" She whispers.
"One more time, please.
>"WHY!?" Trixie yells out in your ear, making you startle a bit.
"Why what, Trixie?"
>Why don't you have strong feelings for Trixie?" She says in a weak, defeated voice.
"Trixie. I told you already. It's my feelings for Twilight also.
>Trixie scoffs at the sound of Twilight's name.
"I know you don't like Twilight, but she is my friend." You keep your eyes on the road. "And besides, as I said before. I have feelings for the both of you. I know it sounds messed up, but I can't choose either of you right now until I'm 100% sure of my choice. I hope you understand, Trixie."
>"What's so great about Sparkle anyways?"
"Do you really want me to list off the pros of Twilight right now to you?"
>She says nothing and goes back to looking out the window with a dejected look on her face
>You let out a sigh as you pull over in front of her house.
"We're here, Trix."
>More silence from her as she opens the door to get out.
>Before she gets out, she does something she never did before.
>You feel her wrap her arms around you, bringing you in for a hug.
>This feels weird, but warm and sincere.
>You return the favor as she lays her head on your shoulder.
>"Thanks for everything, Anon." She speaks. "I had a lot of fun being with you."
>She breaks off the hug, flashing you a smile you never really seen before.
>You let out a smile as well.
>She gets out your car and walks towards her door, giving you a wave goodbye.
>You return the favor and drive off home.

>Later that night.
>10:30pm to be precise.
>You're in your room, thinking about your day with Trixie.
>It really was fun to hang out with her.

>>30576596
>It's very rare that you ever see Trixie showing emotions like that.
>Normally she's more of the tsundere type.
>You lay in your bed facing up, watching the ceiling fan rotate to the max.
>Silence is filling the room, making it calm, and a bit creepy.
>Maybe you should speak to Eatos about your day.
>You sit up and do the technique to summon her.
>The whole atmosphere begins to change with each second passing.
>Everything is now frozen and Eatos appears at the foot of your bed.
>"Good evening, Child." Eatos speaks up, flashing you a warm smile.
"Hello, Eatos. Good evening to you too."
>"Looks at you had a great time."
"Yes, I really did it." You let out a smile. "It was honestly different than what I thought it would be."
>"And why is that?"
"It's just that. Trixie was different than what I thought she'd be. I didn't know she was that into games, but she told me the reason why."
>"Yes the magic thing. I'll tell you what though. She is dedicated to her gaming because of it."
"She really is. Can't believe I lost."
>Both of you let out a chuckle.
>"She really is a sweet girl."
"Yeah. I guess she is."
>Eatos puts her hand on your shoulder with a serious look on her face.
>"Please don't do anything to make those girls hurt on your own foolishness. Promise me you won't."
>You look into her eyes and see she means business.
>Will something happen if you do hurt Twilight or Trixie?
>You don't want to find out.
"I promise, Eatos. You have my word."
>"Good. Now. Let's get down to business."
"Huh?"
>At the moment, Eatos snaps her fingers and transports the both of you to the gateway between your worlds.
"Why are we here?" You ask, looking around confused.
>"I want to do a little test with you. I need to find out something."
"Is there anyway I can help then?"
>"Just react like you would normally do."
>Before you can say something, Eatos snaps her fingers and a huge heart appears with 0% reading on the middle of it.

>>30576607
"W-what is this?" You point at the big heart in front of you.
>"This is a heart monitor. I'm gonna read your heart rate by showing you a couple of things." She says as she makes a chair appear. "Please sit down."
"But why?"
>"You'll find out soon enough. Now. Let's begin. Face straight."
>You don't question her anymore so you do as she says.
>She starts off by showing you a hologram of your parents, close together.
"Mom. Dad." You smile at the sight of them.
>The heart monitor's percentage rapidly increases to 100%
>"Looks like you really love and care for you parents, Anonymous."
"I do. They're everything to me."
>Eatos ruffs up your hair while giggling as she makes up another hologram.
>This time it's Rainbow Dash.
"Ah. Dash."
>The monitor goes down to 80%.
>"Looks like you care and love the rainbow-haired girl deeply."
"Yeah, I do. The most loyal friend I ever had in my life, but I don't like her like that."
>"I understand. Now. Let's change the setting on the monitor. Monitor! Go to love mode!"
>Love mode?
>Oh no. She doesn't mean...
>Before you can say something, Twilight's hologram pops up in front of your face.
"T-twilight..."
>The oversized heart shows 50% on it's screen.
>"Only half, huh?" Eatos stares at the screen.
"Y-yeah..." You say with a weak voice.
>"Understandable. Next."
>Twilight vanishes and in her place comes the magician, Trixie.
"Trixie..."
>This time, the screen doesn't move at all.
>"She's half too, I see."
>You don't say a word as Eatos steps to your side.
>"Still can't choose, huh, Child?"
"No. I'm sorry."
>"There's no need to be sorry. You can't help your feelings. It looks like your heart still can't choose yet."
>A word doesn't come out your mouth as you open it, as you keep staring at the monitor screen.

>"I will tell you this though. You must choose one. If you don't, then both of them will be devastated. You don't want that, now do you?"
"Of course not! They don't deserve it. Neither of them do. That's why it's so hard..." You're on the verge of tears. "I don't want to hurt one of them by choosing the other. That's why it's so hard to choose."
>"No crying. You're stronger than that." She looks you straight in your teary eyes as she wipes away any tears that has fallen. "It's better do to hurt them like this than to ignore both their feelings forever. Whoever you don't choose, will get over it in due time."
>You look back in her eyes.
>Her eyes are filled with passion and trust.
>You wipe your eyes and give her a bright smile.
"You're right. Thank you for believing in me."
>"Anytime, Anonymous." Eatos goes next to the heart monitor. "Now. I have one more thing to show you. Care to play along for me?"
"Of course. Anything for you."
>Eatos giggles and sets the monitor to friend/family mode.
>"Ready?"
"Yes!" You face straight ahead again just like last time.
>To your surprise, it wasn't a hologram.
>In front of you right now, is none other than your guardian angel, Eatos.
"Eatos..."
>The monitor skyrockets to 100% in a flash.
>She looks at the screen in shock.
>It looks like she can't believe what she is looking at.
>You stand up and go to her side, looking at the screen with her.

>>30576624
>"100%? Is this true?"
"Yes. It is. I love you, Eatos, and I also care for you.
>Her eyes become teary as she brings you in for a hug, and you return it.
>"Thank you, Anonymous. None of my other children I helped showed me this much love and kindness."
"They should have. You are amazing in every way."
>She gives you a big smile as she breaks the hug.
>"That means a lot." She wipes her tears from her eyes. "Now that that's over, let's return you home. I know you are exhausted after today."
"Yeah I guess I am." You let out a yawn.
>The both of you laugh after that.
>"Have a good night, Child."
"The same to you, Eatos."
>With that, she transports you back to your room.
>You flop in your bed, waiting for sleep to take control of you.
>...

Hope you enjoy this update. Sorry about the 2 short posts, as I miscalculated the character count. I'll try to bring more asap.

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>>30576639
Sure did enjoy it, Purp. Really invested in this story so far, it's probably one of my favorite ones right now. See you next update.

>>30576815
>>30576639
This. Looking forward to what happens next.

NaOH dónde estás cabron, te necesito.

>>30574922
Please don't reply to obvious bait

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>>30493993
>It’s 3:40 and you’re sitting on the field near the school.
>You have been waiting on the soccer pitch for the last half hour, still expecting Rainbow Dash to show up.
>Maybe she bailed and thought that what you said back in the hallway was nothing but shit.
>You look at the empty parking lot, then at the cars passing by the school.
>Maybe she bailed?
>”Yo!”
>You turn around and see Rainbow waiving at you. What trails right behind Dash is her friends, all awkwardly trying to look away from your general direction. You approach them with caution, wondering why they are here.
>”I know, you’re wondering why they are here. It’s because they have something to say to you.” She moves aside and watches them try to make eye contact with you.
>”I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable.” Rarity apologizes with discomfort.
>”And I’m sorry for getting touchy with you.” Pinkie chimes in.
>”And I’m sorry for treating you like cattle.” Applejack throws out her countryism.
>Fluttershy stares at the ground, but forces herself to look up.
>”And… I’m sorry for--”
“I’m the one who should be apologizing.”
>All of them look at you in shock.
“I’m sorry for the way that I acted with each of you. Being a dick that didn’t properly thank you, smashing your window, driving a wedge in your family, and most of all, making you cry back in the mall.”
>None of them know what to say, so you break the ice with them.
“Everyone’s at fault here.”
>”Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Rainbow Dash declares for her friends. “I swear, they way that they acted, and the way that you acted is just weird. All because of a pair of jeans?”
>”But you need to see him wear them!” Pinkie defends her irrational behavior.
>”It’s just divine to view him model such a pair of fabric.” Rarity goes on.
>”It is a sight to see, Dash.” Applejack follows along.
>Fluttershy mumbles something while hiding behind her hair.

>>30577438
>implying fingerbang is the bait paradise

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>>30577440
>About to sleep.
>Checks /fb/ one more time.
>Yellow updates.

>>30577440
Why is Fluttershy apologizing?? She did nothing to be sorry for!

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>>30577440
Aww yes, Fifty's back.

>>30577440
Love it

>>30577440
This is the part where they >rape him as a group, right?

>>30569340
>>30569438
>>30570088
>>30572927

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Deg7VrpHbM

>>30568941
>Once the pie is all eaten, you and Big Mac take seats opposite each other, getting ready for the match.
>Apple Bloom counts off, and the match is on.
>Big Mac unsurprisingly puts all his might into it, which you resist only slightly, allowing some leniency on his side.
>You try to make it appear that you put some extra effort in to push the arm over to his side some, exerting some pretend effort.
>As expected, Big Mac eventually pushes your arm onto its back, signaling your defeat.
>Apple Bloom cheers for her big brother, as you wring your wrist for show.
>”Ah, shoot. Don’t get too upset about it, Anon. Big Mac’s stronger than most adults.” Applejack says reassuringly.
>”Good game, Anon.” Big Mac says nonchalantly, reaching a hand out to shake yours.
“Good game, man.” You say, returning the handshake.
>”Now that you two are done arm wrastlin’, don’t you gotta be leavin’?” Granny Smith asks.
“Well, I’m not expected home for another half hour, so I can stay a little longer.” You respond.
>”Oh good, ‘cause I wanna show you somethin’.” Applejack said, dragging you outside.
>As you’re being dragged out, you can see Apple Bloom making faces at you two.
>Applejack drags you through a bunch of trees, until eventually you two reach a clearing by a river.
>It’s all very picturesque setting, and you can’t believe places like this still exist in our modern world.
>Applejack lies down on her back on the grass, so you do the same.

>>30579379
>https://pastebin.com/Y6VUhdVF
“It’s really nice out here AJ, but why’d you bring me out here?” You ask.
>”That was hooey, Anon.” She replies bluntly.
“Huh?”
>”Pinkie kept goin’ on about how you saved her by protecting her from a scaffold, and those things are mighty heavy. So if you could hold up a scaffold, y’all could have easily beaten’ Big Mac in arm wrastling.” Applejack analyzed.
>You’re left speechless, kind of surprised by her analysis.
>”Listen, y’all don’t have to let Big Mac win to protect his ego, Anon. He’s pretty tough, like that.” Applejack said, smiling.
“Well, I thought it would’ve been rude to beat him in his own house.” You joke, causing her to laugh.
>”Where’ve you been, Anon?”
“What do you mean?”
>”You’ve been goin’ to Canterlot High as long as the rest of us, but you’ve always been so secluded. Why haven’t you tried to make friends with us earlier?”
“I dunno, I guess… I just thought you were out of my league.” You say, sheepishly.
>”Shoot, Anon, I never think of anyone as “below me”, all you had to do was say Hi to us!” She smiled.
>”You’re nice, funny, intelligent, helpful, and really fun to have around! Ah know for a fact that the girls would’ve loved havin’ you around when we were younger!”
>You can’t help but blush at the constant praise.

>>30579486
>Then she got quiet and looked down.
>”...The real reason ah got so worried over by pants...is because it happened before.”
>You turn to her, listening carefully.
>”When ah was a freshman, ah split my jeans in the hallway between classes.”
>”Everyone laughed at me, and this was before ah had the other girls as friends, so ah just covered the hole with my hat and run away, mah face burning red with shame.”
>”Ah was the laughingstock of the school for the next week, but that’s all in the past now.” She finishes, smiling warmly at you.
“Damn, never knew you’ve been through that.”
>”Yep. Guess we all’ve got some troubles in our lives.”
>She pauses, looking down, then looking up at you, with a loving warmth in her eyes.
>”Ah’d like to say one last time: thank you, Anon, for savin’ my dignity.” She says, and then pulls you in for a deep hug.
>You return the hug happily, enjoying the warmth of the moment.
>She even has the faint smell of apples.
>It seemed like the moment could go on forever, when she leans in and whispers:
>”Wanna see more of me?”

>>30579301
you started it.

More in a bit

>>30579558
>You cock your head in surprise and interest.
>Applejack then stands up and slowly unbuttons her shirt, revealing her green bra, as well as her finely toned abdomen and C-cup breasts.
>You must have been gaping a bit, because she giggles a bit under your gaze.
>”Like what ya see, huh~?” She said, trying to be seductive.
>Swaying her hips a bit, she slowly unbuttoned and tugged down her worn jeans, revealing matching green panties, and well-toned legs.
>Applejack lies down next to you, touching your face gently.
>”Ah know I’m not as sexy as Rarity, and I’ve never actually...done this sorta thing before, so ah just wanna see what feels good, and not go all the way.” She explained, somewhat nervously.
“Sounds good. I've got some ideas, but I kinda want us to stay friends for a while after this.”
>”Is it because of Pinkie?”
“Kinda. I've got a lot going on in my life, and I don't want to rush what we have.”
>”That makes a lot of sense, and ah respect your maturity.” She beams.
>Looks like the streak continues.
>”Now, you gonna take of your clothes, or am ah gonna keep waitin?” She says, so what impatiently.

>>30580579
>Not wanting to keep her waiting, you hastily strip off your shirt, pants and shoes, leaving you in just your boxers.
>”Gee, Anon, who knew you were so built!” She says, eyeing you up and down.
“Like I said, I've been working out lately.”
>”Well, it sure is paying off.” She says, then pulling you close to her for a deep kiss.
>It's a bit rough, but it's still very enjoyable.
>You put your hands in her waist while you two are making out, gently swaying her a bit.
>Her hands find themselves wrapped around your head, pulling you even closer in.
>After a few moments, you noticed Applejack was grinding her hips against your leg, clearly enjoying herself.
>Your stiffening member must have prodded her some, because she pulled away from you, biting her lip and eyeing your body up and down.
>”Gettin’ excited, aren't ya?”
“Beautiful girls tend to do that.” You reply, running your arms up and down her back.
>”Then strip me, hot stuff!” Applejack invited.

>>30580719
>Taking her up on her invitation, you reach around her back to unclip her bra to free her luscious mounds.
>...But it took some time.
>After some fumbling, you manage to unclip her bra without damaging it with your strength, and your eyes are met with quite the prize.
>Her C-cup breasts fall freely as Applejack blushes a bit.
>They also have freckles on them, which is pretty cute.
>”Like what ya see?” She asked.
>In repose, you gently suck on her right nipple, eliciting a gasp from the country girl.
>You use your left hand to fondle her left nipple, causing her to gasp and moan in a very lewd way.
>”No-now don't get too carried away, Anon. Ah wanna last long enough to enjoy everything.” She managed to get out.
>Pulling away, you continue to fondle her breasts as you plant kisses up and down her toned stomach.
>It's clear she's never done this before, as she's squirming and wiggling her body, signaling her immense arousal.
>As you get to her panties, you plant a gentle kiss where her pussy hides, and you're immediately met with the area dampening.
>Damn, she's really getting into this.

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>>30581200
What an update to come home from work to.

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>>30549640
I want to cum inside EQG Rainbow Dash. I want to listen to her squeals and moans as my cock goes in and out of her. I want to grab and squeeze her tiny breasts, suckle her nipples, and fondle her pale blue butt. I want to slap her ass and yank her multicolored hair hair while I rut her senseless. But most of all, I want to cum inside EQG Rainbow Dash.

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>>30581881
Get in line buddy.

>>30581881
Yeah, you and half of this board.

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>>30581881
>her wings flaring while you fill her womb to the brim
>Her raspy voice screaming your name
>Asking, begging, ordering you to give her a child

>>30581990
Giggity.

>>30581200
Hot

>>30581932
>Slapping a old fad
get out

>>30581200
>Taking things to the next level, you gently tug down AJ’s panties, revealing her honeypot with something of a bush.
>Her blush only deepens as she’s exposed in her fullest to you.
>”N-Now, ahm not like Rarity, so y’all can...be a lil rough with me~” AJ manages to get out.
>You still gotta be careful with her.
>Don’t want to grind her bones to dust.
>By grinding her.
>You take Applejack in your arms, then set her down on the grass as she giggles.
>You strip off your boxers, allowing her a moment to take in the view.
>”Shoot, Anon! If ah ever need a fire hose, know ah know who to go to!” She says admiringly.
>Your ego can’t take much more of this.
>Fit to burst.
>Taking the initiative, you get down on your knees and grab her thighs, causing her to gasp sharply.
>”Come on already, ahm not gonna- Ooooohh~” She says, but is interrupted by you dragging your tongue up her honeypot.
>Her body writhes in pleasure as you dig your tongue into her, swirling it around.
>Applejack grabs your head to keep you licking her, as you try to not literally drown in her pussy.
>You grip her thighs somewhat tighter, trying not to hurt her.
>Soon, her gasps and moans increase, until she unleashes her torrent of lovejuice.
>As your face is coated in AJ’s juices, she lies back, panting, exhausted from her experience.
>You greedily lick up all her residue, and she steadies herself by getting on her knees.
>”Hope ah didn’t overwhelm ya, Anon.” She pants, recovering.
“Well, you almost drowned me when you forced my head in, but other than that, I’m good!” You joke.
>”Well, sit back an’ relax, ‘cause now it’s your turn!” She says, crawling closer to you.