Incestuous Relationships Thread

>>30876674
cutes

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Haha

That OP pic ain't lasting long.

>>30876716
>You and Cousin Dash will never be around the same age with only a month age difference.
>You will never be childhood best friends because of that.

>>30876716
W E W L A D
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>>30876716
>Pink nipples
Nop, that's not how EQG colors works

>>30876716
What a way to kick things off

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>>30876674

Given the theme, here's a gift.

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>>30876674
The MSM laughed when conservatives said gay "marriage" would lead to social acceptance of incest.

>>30876723
>>30876748
>>30876755
>>30876760
fug
i missed it

>>30876776
This is weird yo.

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Was it incest?

>>30876846
>Cousin Rainbow will never show her small breast to you after a bet.

>>30876835
Nude dash.

>>30876846
>A pony version of your sister will never replace your regular sister and eventually drag you into horse world

>>30876835
>Anon is Rainbow Dash's dad
>Dash has been acting out in school and her grades have tanked
>The school suggests therapy, and Anon agrees
>Dash puts up argues and insists that she's fine, up until he leaves her alone with the therapist
>"You've got to help me, I want to fuck my dad. No, I NEED to fuck him. I want him to stick it in balls deep and cum straight through my cervix. I want him to hold me and cuddle me as his sperm fertilizes me. I want him to keep me perpetually pregnant until I hit menopause. I can't sleep unless I sniff a pair of his underwear while masturbating. I stole a used condom out of his bathroom trash can and drank it. Help me!"
>The therapist stares blankly
>He's gonna make a killing off this girl

>>30876887
Oops, didn't mean to quote anyone

>>30876887
>"She's a nymphomaniac anon"
Just like her mother

>>30876887
bretty gud.

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>>30876887
FUCK. Now I really want a Dash breeder story.

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>>30877076
Shhhhhut the fuck up, stop drawing attention to things.

>>30877076

They delete the one with rainbow dash

>>30876674
Huh, figured Dash would be the smallest, in the show she had a definite "spunky runt" look as a filly.

>>30877125
Is your monitor tilted?

>>30876674

Pinkie is wearing pants in that pic?

>>30877172
She's not standing straight, but is at least Twi's height and taller than both Pinkie and Rarity.

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>You will never take care of your homeless sister

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>Your older sister Rarity will never get too much into Daft Punk after listening to them the first time.
>A week after saying "I don't know why people listen to computers." pretending she doesn't like it.

>>30877413
How is this incest related?
Or you're just posting something you like and shoehorning a pone character like those Soulsfags?

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>>30877446
DYEWTS?

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>>30877537
I know that's from the movie, I'm asking why is it incest related. At least add something like fucking his brother for Daft Punk tickets.

>>30877563
>Fucking his brother
>>>/hhh/

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>>30877570
You got me.
Fucking typos man

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Jeff pls

>>30877563
Sometimes I just don't want to go to straight to fucking. Is it so wrong I want some romance or fluff first?
Also
>fucking his brother.

>>30877585
Try the Octavia thread. I heard he is writing a green.

>>30877586
I'm with you, I just typed the first thing that came to my mind.
A great example of a romance story is Issues' >green before he fucked it up just to get more (You)s

>>30877413
>Rarity would be the type of person where she does something once and claims she knows it.

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>no qt blind little sister that will always love you

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>>30876776
>tfw this and the little sister thing are like, the only two cyoa's with incest as a possible core theme
>tfw this one is tainted by /r9k/ tier faggotry.

>>30877076
As far as I know posting actual porn in a safe board was always a 3 day ban. Unless the pic was mistakenly deleted (not actually porn) by a janitor or subtle enough to be an accidental post, it's unlikely that anyone got away with posting them.

Of course, it wouldn't surprise me if the people occasionally dumping porn use proxies or just ban evade.

My suggestion is just don't post porn directly here. If you have some to share, do what we do in the EqG edit threads and post an imgur or derpibooru link to the nsfw version.

>>30876921
No, she's an obsessive electra.
The best kind of electra.

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>>30877970
>Only a blind girl could love you
Sounds about right

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>>30877183
>She was hoping for a quick ride on Dadanon's lap before school, but she ran out of time and ran out the door like that, just sweater, socks and shoes
>You had to spend your lunch break delivering pants and panties to her at school

>>30878275

>Daughter pinkie enjoy sitting on Dadanon's lap when they're watching pinkie favorite cartoon
>Pinkie also enjoy not use pant or panties at all inside her house, only a warm sweater

>>30876869
I think I had a nightmare about something like that when I was a kid

>>30876887
>dadAnon is listening from the door
>he knows what he must do

>>30876954
Me too, Anon.
Keeping my daughter permanently pregnant is so much my fucking fetish that it hurts.

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>You will never be the only one of your brothers who didn't run away from home to escape your alcoholic and abusive mother
>She will never hold an extremely tight grip over you, monitoring just about everything you do when she can, even forcing you to sleep in her bed
>Anytime you start to have enough of the constant misery she puts on you she will never breakdown and beg you not to leave her, that she can change
>This will never actually work out well for the first few weeks where she really does seem to get her drinking under control
>She will never have one particularly bad day at work and tell herself that she needs just one shot to sooth her nerves
>She will never come home after about a dozen shots, her towering figure stumbling into the house
>You will never break down crying in the corner of your room when you start hearing "Anon! Come here!...I said come here you worthless shit!", that small dash of hope and love you'd began to regain for your mother instantly shattering

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>>30878595
> forcing you to sleep in her bed
Sorry, you lost me there. O horrors. O flashbacks

>>30878661
Wouldn't be incesty if she didn't have easy nightly opportunities to drunkly molest you, now would it?

>>30878672
Sorry, associations forced sleep with parents in my head is beyond repair. If my mom was hot though, but I was too little then.

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>>30878690
You know you can't just leave it at that anon, it's story time.

>>30876674
>Anon molds his young daughter into his personal onahole.
>She is always happy to please her papa.
>He tells her to start inviting her five friends over one at a time so that he can start expanding his little harem of per-pubescent cuties.
>His daughter thinks it's a great idea.
>Sex with Papa is so much fun, her friends will love it!
Who's the daughter?
What order does he claim them?
Is this a good prompt?

>>30878700
Not much of a story. We bought a countryhouse, we went there for the first time for whole holidays and there were only two beds. One for grandma, one for me, mom and brother. I was, like, 4 years old and he was 2.
And them mom became old before I even started to care about this

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>>30876674
NIGGERLIGHT

>>30878774
This. White is official canon.

>>30878775
Is it really? I thought she was officially grape.

>>30878800
I failed to google it, but right before eqg there was an advertisement video from hasbro where schoolgirls were dressed as mane6 and doing some toys or movie promotion. The blackest they got is Rarity with dark brown hair, otherwise they were all white. maybe someone still has the link.

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>"Look daddy, my old Halloween costume still fits!"

>>30876887
Writefags? Please?

>>30879237
2wet4me

>>30878723
AJ.
Pinkie (They're cousins, after all), Fluttershy and Twilight (Easily convinced shut-ins.), Rarity (swayed by doing what her friends are doing, Dash.

>>30876674

What mane6 would have daddy issues?

We can discard twilight because she have a hot for her brother

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>>30879800
Applejack

>>30879800

Pinkie pie and maybe Fluttershy

>>30876887

Still waiting for more

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>"Oi Anon! Ye faakin' black an' tan loving doras, wey 'aven't ye taken ahp arms against them Limey faakin' bastards yet? Are ye even me cousin or are you some lost at birth Limey caife?"
>"Ahp the ra anon! Ahp the ra!"

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>Cousin trixie will never make you her little cyka blyat

>>30880786
Not this shit again.

>>30880728
Uh, t-toppa' the mornin?

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>>30880786
You are doing it wrong

>>30880799
t. Capitalist pig

>>30880898
Blyat you fucked up

>>30879933
>Anon had to leave town for years because of reasons
>If he comes back, it's only for a short visit before he leaves again.
>All his kids have a bit of a complex about it, but AJ is hit the worst.
>Mac was old enough, and Bloom young enough, that they could cope with it better.
>Anon is back for longer than usual this time
>AJ desperately wants him to stay, and decides she knows just how to convince him.

>He finds her in his bed, the scraps of cloth she's wearing leave little to the imagination.
>This should not expand dong...
>She tries to be suave and seductive, but almost immediately it becomes apparent that she's on the verge of tears.

>>30878595
>Drunken abuse.
Yeah that hits too closely. I'd still read it though.

>>30880964
The penis in my heart is erect.
Please, continue.

Bamp

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>>30877183

Nah, probably wearing a bikini to easily remove later when they arrive to the beach. This is another pic from the same artist and the continuation of this one would buy me a ban.

>>30882981
That is one fuckin' 2K wallpaper

>>30882981

Fluttershy: collect seashells
Applejack: swim?
Twilight: Only read a book, I guess
Pinkie pie: Build a sandcastle
Rarity: Will only want to take a sunbath(you need to convince her to not go topless)
Rainbow dash: Some beach sport

>>30883244
>Rainbow dash: Some beach sport
It's volleyball, Anon. I'm not even sure you tried.

>>30883244

>(you need to convince her to not go topless)

She is still young, don't be a dick with her

>>30883450
... Yeah, actually, I see very young girls going topless often, though usually just around the house.
What's the cut off age though? I think it's like 5 or 6 when girls are expected to remain clothed at all times.

>>30883503

Nine for my sister.

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>You will never be an Appul
>You will never take a liking to that peaches girl the next farm over
>Appuls don't like peaches
>Appuls especially don't like you spending time with that peaches girls, eating peaches
>The fear that the two of you might get married, move away, and eat a lot of peaches terrifies your whole family
>Something must be done, and of course the answer is to show you how much better Appuls are
>They bake Appul pies, fritters, sauce, applewood smoked sausage, etc.
>It doesn't do anything, you're still eating millions of free peaches with that no good peaches girl
>Drastic measures must be taken
>You wake up one day with your sister Applebloom pulling her panties over your face Bane style as she rubs up against your pants
>She will never eventually leave, giving you a bad case of blue balls you can't relieve because of your other sister calling you for breakfast
>She will never be wearing an apron, and nothing else, giving you a perfect view of her lean, tan lined body
>You will never go through the whole morning with a painful, unsatisfied stiffy
>When you finally have a moment to yourself you will never run into the bathroom to relieve yourself, only for Big Mac to barge in with a French maid outfit and start cleaning
>When you leave you will never be confronted by your sister, telling you she'll help you get over your urges so long as you promise to stay away from that Peaches girl
>You will never agree
>You will never still hang out with the peaches girl afterwards and eat you a lot of peaches

>>30877970
>"Big bro? Is the ceiling fan broken again?"
>Fap fap fap fap fap fap
"Yeah. Don't worry, I'll 'fix' it in a jiff."
>"You're so dependable, I don't know what I'd do without you!"
>Hnnnnggg
>"Oh hey, it stopped! Nice work!"
>You'll give her a high five after you wash your hand

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>>30883539
>>When you finally have a moment to yourself you will never run into the bathroom to relieve yourself, only for Big Mac to barge in with a French maid outfit and start cleaning

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>>30880728
Tiocfaidh ár lá, col gaolta.

Some incest stories I've found that don't think are in the pastebin collection yet:

(Mother Pinkie Pie)
https://pastebin.com/f661VLwB

(Twilight Sparkle/Velvet)
https://pastebin.com/46ACZqfq

(WIP Aunt Coco)
https://pastebin.com/K5M2RyY3

Don't know if they were posted here originally or what.

>>30884290

>(Mother Pinkie Pie) https://pastebin.com/f661VLwB

This was really nice

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>>30883539
>That Peach girl.
It's all I could imagine.

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Lad with latest luna and celly green might use this

>>30884965
What?
Also, what's happening in that picture? My first thought is that Luna and Dash are together, but Luna is looking in on an imposter making love to her mare. The Luna/Celly bit makes me think maybe it's Celestia doing the deed.
If so, there's about to be an asswhoopin'!

>>30885053
The one where Celestia adopted Anon, and in second update Luna failed to cease his nightmares and had to come and hug him manually. I thought the image is more or less related if he ever thinks of adding lewd

>>30885053
Luna watches someone's dream where she is imagined to be with someone.

>>30885093
>that's pretty hot

Who would be the best daughter, and why?

>>30884290
while we're at it here's a few that also aren't up

Sonata mom + Anon
https://pastebin.com/HzgrKC8U

Aria aunty + Anon (sequel to the one above)
https://pastebin.com/xP7ahXd2

Adagio aunty + Anon (also a sequel)
https://pastebin.com/zWiGQNF2

>>30884864
Me too.

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>>30882981
i want to do unspeakable things to these girls

>>30885212
I still say apple bloom. just imagine snuggling her

>>30876674
This is going too far.

>>30885229
This gives me a bonner and deeply saddens at the same time. Except for second, that one just saddens.

>>30886385
What did he mean by this?

>>30886385
>Your pregnant daughteru walks into your room.
>She's nearly naked except for a garter strap on each leg, holding a series of vibe controls leading into her.
>One garter reads "Mommy".
>The other reads "Baby".

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>>30886873

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>>30886873
No. Just, no.

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>>30886873
I think this is the point where you should reconsider this from the very beginning

>>30886920
Considering it from the very beginning is kind of the point.

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>>30886939
This pun almoxt fixed it

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>>30886873
Wew

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>>30887777
WHY DO I ALWAYS GET GET'S WHEN I BUMP THE THREAD!!!

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>>30887803
Because the universe hates us.

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Why is she giving you this look?

>>30887931
>"Pa, don'tcha think 5 generations inbred is enough?"
"No. Spread 'em."

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>>30887941
>leaving your daughter not pregnant
>ever

>>30887997
I don't know how you got that I'd leave any of my daughters empty wombed from that.

>>30882981
Do you have it/can post it somewhere like imgur?
Can't find it myself, even on certain booru's.

>>30888157

Check the pixiv account of that artists.

>>30888157

Not same anon, but here

http://i.imgur.com/hcgjjGI.jpg

>>30888761
man, that's not even my thing, but the slight tummy pudge and inklings of breast development on pinkie are pure HNNG material

>>30888817
it truly is a strange style, different ages kind of blended together, bodily proportions being mostly realistic along large swaths of the body but more and more petite towards the extremities and then huge heads

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Am I the only one here who'd rather have a nicely aged cougar-aunt on my dick than some preteen?

>>30888897
Considering the vast majority of content is mother, aunt or older sister, clearly not.
But I'd much rather a daughter or niece.

>>30888897
nah it's roughly 50/50

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Time to make everyone in this thread uncomfortable with a "what if this was humanized" comment.

>>30888942
it says something that that would make it worse

>>30888942
Joke's on you. Cock nursing is my fetish.

>>30888948
Anon fucking his daughter right out of the womb? What's so bad about tha-
>Cadance and Shining leave you to look after the baby
Holy shit, Anon is a cuck!

Or wait, if he's the biological father would that make Shining the cuck for raising her? Or maybe! Shining and Anon are married and Cadance is the cuck for giving up her foal to an adopting gay couple! Or would that make all of them cucks?

Someone here is a cuck and I'm going to get to the bottom of it!

>>30888761

>that little chubby pinkie

top cute

>>30888897
I would, but I'd prefer anon to be the preteen in that context

>>30888897

Preteen anon and preteen (insert humanized pony sister) would be the best choice

>>30889122
we do need more presexual puppylove

>>30888897
Things younger than me make me uncomfortable.

>>30888897
Who's the artist?
Also, DAMN that peachbottom
Is there any good milf/mom greens recently?

>>30888761

Bathtime with daddy would be the favorite time for those girls

>>30890410
>You're taking a shower
>suddenly one girl jumps in and jams the plug into the tub
>As the water fills the tub, five others leap in
>you are surrounded by slippery wet bodies all giggling and chattering and grabbing various bath products
>there isn't even room for you to sit down as they all try to have a bath together. Pinkie makes room for the others by standing up right underneath you
>She wears your dingdong as a hat, drooping down over her face. "Haha, look! I'm an elephant!"
>best sextuplets ever.
>some kind of pun on sextuplets

>>30888942
Disgusting.

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>>30888942
> someone deliberately put this into her head

>>30888942
We've already had a full green about just that

>>30890767
>Grandpa Night Light like 'em young
I'm so sorry.

>>30890795
Well thanks, I need 2 litres of whiskey and king size bucket of ice cream because of this.

Would you fuck "cousin orchard blossom"?

>>30890882
That's a stupid question, we'd fuck anything. I won't even open the spoiler.

>>30890907
Well, almost anything.

The qualifications here are
>Be of the opposite sex
>Be a relative

>>30890927
>be the opposite sex as a requirement
fag

>>30890927
I thought being thread-related was obvious

Your threadly update of trash shit is here, nigs.
https://pastebin.com/gXd8n4Em

>Sunday
>4 days into your relationship with Lilly
>Your romantic relationship, anyway
>Your sibling and friendly relationship has been going strong for years
>The two of you are sitting on the couch, enjoying each other's company
>Your arm is draped over her shoulder, and on your own rests her head
>"HEY CHAMP!"
>You and Lyra nearly jump out of your skin, and the two of you cling to each other for dear life
>Of course it's only your dad, but that doesn't make being snuck up on and sharted at any less startling
>"Your mother and I are going to the movies in a bit, take care of your sisters for us, alright?"
>As the man of the house, your dad expects it to fall on you to protect your sisters, even though Daisy is still the one in charge
"Uh, sure thing, dad. But would you mind turning down the volume relative to your distance to me?"
>"Hehe, okay kiddo. By the way, you sure are hugging your sister pretty tight. Make sure I don't have any 12-toed grandkids, alright?"
"I duh buh huh WHAT?!"
>"Dad, what the Hell?!"
>Lily jumps off of you to the other end of the couch
>"Are you joking?! I mean, even if you are that's not cool!"
>He simply laughs and shakes his head
>"I'm just playin'," he says as he walks toward the door
>"I'm sure you two will use a condom, right?"
>And with that and another laugh, he's gone
>You and Lily exchange looks and sigh
>"He's right, though"
"Uh, he is?"
>"Yeah, I mean, eventually we are gonna have to worry about, using protection, right?"
>Your palms are sweaty
>Your throat is suddenly dry, and you find speaking to be becoming difficult
"Uh, I didn't really think about that. I mean we'd only need that if we, uh, you know."
>"Oh."
>That's all she says as she hangs her head down and hugs the pillow
>"Yeah, I knew we wouldn't need it soon, but I guess it was stupid of me to think we'd ever do that, right?"
"No!"

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>>30890989
You will never have a cool dad who encourages fucking your sister

>>30891118
>he will never constantly encourage the two of you to develop romantic feeling for each other
>it will never work, and the two of you will never quickly start experimenting with each other as you reach puberty.
>it will never eventually blossom into a full-blown romantic relationship by the time you're in high school
>you will never not tell anyone in school that you're siblings so that you can openly act as a couple

>>30890989
>>You and Lyra nearly jump out of your skin
wot

>>30890767
>Look how far I can slide...

>>30892540
>Lyra will never jump out of your skin.

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>>30888897

>>30890432

More please

>>30893500
>"Look! It's bigger than my foot!"
>"No it isn't"
>"Check it out!" "No way!" "It's not bigger'n mine!"
>All six girls scramble to press their tiny feet up against your rapidly growing manhood
>you'd be turned on more if you weren't paranoid of a kick to the balls

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>No little sister Diamond Tiara to be lovely bullied

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>>30895514
>No bully little sister that secretly loves to be led around by her leash

>>30896137
i saw "led around by her snatch" and I had a hilarious mental image

>>30896137
>>30896150
Why not both?
Get your little sis a nice clit piercing, and use it to attach her leash.

>>30896137
OH MY

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>Be anon
>You will never live in a fancy, rich household with your sassy little sister
>You will never get to receive an allowance to spend your money on for yourself
>or your sister
>Your sister and you will never pool each other's money together and spend it on kinky shit
>You will never have bedroom fun with your sister and with all of your new toys and gear
>You will never have fun with each other's toys outside of the bedroom.
>You will never get sassed by your sister the whole time

>>30896154
OH YES

>>30896202
>>You will never get sassed by your sister the whole time
Just crank up the vibrations man.

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>>30896202
>Save up allowance to get your little sister a remote controlled vibrating silver butt plug with a diamond embedded on the exposed end
>You'll have to remember to thank her best friend for the wonderful birthday present idea

>>30896230
>"Anon, I'm not going out there with THAT leash ~unf."
I don't want to hear anymore back talk, honey.
*snapping fingers*

>>30896154
ow
I was just going to get her in the ol' g-spot stimulator grip and lead her around that way

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>"Just because I invited you to my gaming group doesn't give you the right to act like a little perv! How do you think it looks to my friends when my little brother keeps staring at my friend's tits!"
"How was I supposed to know she was going to dress in a chainmail bikini!? With hooters like those it's a wonder I could focus at all! Besides, it's your fault anyway, you insisted everyone dress in character for your oh so fantastic homemade setting!"
>"I never thought she'd play a barbarian! God, Fluttershy can barely squeek out a sentence in English much less death threats and war cries!"
"You shouldn't have made the Amazons wear such slutty armor!"
>"It's a legitimate difference of culture and it makes sense given the context!"
"Trix, what sort of climate facilitates the adoption of metalic swimwear? They're in the middle of a tundra, how the hell does that make sense!?"
>"Because their bodiy heat is increased from the tantric mating rituals passed down to them by the Bear Empress, God, Anon, keep up!"
"That's still doesn't make-! You know what, fine. If you insist on defending your artic harlots so much, why don't you switch characters? Be a barbarian. Considering the little amount of material your working with, I wouldn't be distracted in the slightest."
>"Hey! My costume looks awesome!"
"Oh I wasn't talking about your costume."

>>30897376
kek

Go on.

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>>30897376
>"Fuck you, we're in a new campaign! I always play the Wizard, you know that!"
"Let Twilight have a go at it! Or are you unable to admit this campaign setting you worked on is a garbage fire from Sperg City."
>"I...I don't even have the money for the materials!"
"Just borrow Fluttershy's costume. I'm sure it'll be easy to make adjustments to your sorry build."
>"Alright, assmunch, you know what...deal. If I get through the entire campaign with my barbarian without dying, you give me your allowance for the next month and do my chores for the next two!"
"Hmm...agreed. But if you lose, or decide to abandon character for any reason at all, you get to be my personal thrall for the month."
>"Deal! You just wait and see. At the end of this campaign you'll be begging for mercy from Trixie! The Great and Powerful! Bwahahahaaa!"
"You're so insufferable..."

>>30897376
>>30897391
I demand more geeky Trixie

>>30897391
More when?

>>30898074
Never.

>>30890989
>snuck up and sharted at
you got a weird dad, dude

>>30897376
nice.

>>30897376
>>30897391
Nice seeing a legit Trixie prompt instead of the usual russian stuff.

>>30898859
Yes

>>30898859
Shame it's just a prompt.

>>30898859
As the usual Russian Trixie poster I do something maybe once every few months. I must have really left an impression on you, eh?

>>30898969
It's not that I think it's shit or anything. It's just that I can't think of anything Trixie related besides the russian stuff.

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Page 8 bump, better safe than sorry.

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Big dump incoming.

https://pastebin.com/aenqVpGr

>>30788712
>The door slams shut, the echo resounding throughout the otherwise silent room.
>You hadn't forgotten the implications of yesterday's events, you just assumed that Luna had raised the issue as a joke to piss off your mother.
>But no, she just left the two of you alone in the most secluded room in the palace, 'leaving you to it', as she worded it.
>The low rumbling of the outer, stone door confirms that they are indeed gone.
>Looking at your mother, her back still turned to you, you gulp.
>You're supposed to perform the concubine initiation ritual... with your mother? Right now?
"Err... you know, this isn't really necessary..."
>"Anon, sit down."
>She didn't even turn to look at you. No hesitation, no sigh, nothing but a clear, simple order.
>Meaning this is not a time for you to talk back.
>You sit on the edge of the bed, the emptiness of the room giving you no other option but that or the floor.
>"That servant girl cannot be your first concubine."
>You give her your straightest confused look, covering up your stress.
"W-why?"
>"The nobility expects one of their own to get the position. If a lowly servant receives it instead, you will make enemies of them, BUT..."
>You jolt upright as she reaches a hand down, her finger lifting your chin to make eye contact, face looking sternly at you.
>"...if *I* get it, it would be par for the course. Not a single soul would dare object."
>You have no response to this logic, but you can't get over how wrong this would feel.
"But... to demote my own mother to mere concubinage for my own gain?
>The thought of such betrayal sickens you to the point of shaking.
"After you have ruled for so long, and so well? I just can't."
>At this point, you would have expected her serious persona to break with a smile and a hug, but to your surprise, she only seems to get more serious.
>"You are far too accommodating."

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>>30900380
>You look up, shocked, but she doesn't waiver.
>"Do you know why we marry so closely within family, while the commoners do not?"
>You pause, not actually knowing the answer.
"Because... they have many equals, while we do not?"
>"Not quite."
>She sits beside you, staring blankly at the other side of the room.
>"Our traditions contradict theirs by design, to remind them of their place."
>You notice her demeanor changing, her hand resting on your leg.
>"Your subjects have gone a long time without such a reminder."
>Neither of you follow this up, the mood in the room suddenly drastically different.
>Was it always this hot in here?
>Your mother finally breaks the silence with an uncharacteristically low and sultry voice, leaning into your side.
>"Anon..."
>She snakes her hand under your garments, directly stroking your inner thigh while breathing into your ear.
>"Break their traditions with me."
>You jump on your feet, the chaotic mix of doubt and arousal swirling around in your head becoming too much to bear.
"Mother, I-"
>You choke upon turning to look, her robes now loosened to show a narrow strip of skin down the middle, along with a bare shoulder.
>The setting Sun casting a ray of light on your mother through a window, she leans sideways on the bed.
>"You must always be prepared to act without regard for others, for the greater good."
>She makes a show of flicking some hair behind her shoulders.
>"Case in point; my sister will need a firm hand, for her own good as well as yours. Show me that you have it."
>You pause again, your heart well on its way to cracking open your ribcage.
>Your own mother. Would your reputation survive this?
>Taking another look down your mother's exquisite body, your other head chimes in, pointing straight up at the ceiling.
>You let slip a moment's depravity, enticed by the thought of seeing more.
>Surely it wouldn't hurt to... test your authority a little, right?
>You take a deep breath, steeling your nerves.
"S-strip."

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>>30900385
>The stone slab locks into place behind you, almost trapping the bottom of your skirt.
>This door is by far the creepiest thing you've ever seen in your life.
>"Well, then..."
>Your blue-eyed mistress turns around to face you, unbearably smug grin on her face.
>"You didn't think I could make this happen, but I did."
>She walks towards you, backing you up against the wall, sensually stroking your hair.
>"Are you ready to hold up your end of the bargain..?"
>Blushing furiously, you sidestep her.
"B-b-but... we don't know what they're doing in there..!"
>"Really?"
>The princess chuckles dismissively.
>"My sister would murder every soul in the palace if she thought an assassin was amongst them, this really isn't outside the realm of possi-"
"T-that's different..!"
>She rolls her eyes with a sigh, walking towards a shabby-looking wooden door on the wall to your right.
>"Peasants..."
>She opens the old door with some effort, showing the outside world on the other side.
>She steps out. "Follow me, then."
>Looking out the door, there's an narrow pathway built along the walls, leading to the outer side of the room you just exited.
>"Watch your step and don't look down."
>You gulp as you look down, seeing a fall that would surely kill you.
>You squeal as the royal grabs your hand, giving you a rare, reassuring smile.
"O-okay..."
>Walking along the ledge with the princess pulling you forward, you finally reach one of the barred windows of the royal chambers.
>"Usually only workers come here to decorate the palace..."
>You don't envy them.
>"But I used to come here as a child to spy on my sister and-"
>She pauses, her grin looking labored for a fleeting moment, before pointing you at the window.
>"Just take a look."
>You slowly lean your head into view, immediately stunned by the image.
>The image of the queen, dropping her robes in front of her son.
>You crouch down without hesitation, blood pumping like never before.
"N-no way..!"

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>>30900395
>The order had barely escaped your mouth before your mother stood up and threw off her robes in one, swift motion.
>Sitting back down, she goes further, removing all her bracelets, amulets, hair binders, and earrings, throwing everything in a pile on the floor.
>Your nostrils flare, witnessing an entirely new side of your mother, both in spirit and body.
>As often as you've bathed together, you've never seen her *this* naked.
>You scan her over again, getting ever more excited by her free-flowing hair and those massive...
>Freezing as your eyes lock on the gorge between her mammaries, you get another urge to explore the extent of your authority.
>Her message was clear. You can order anything.
"Be still."
>Proud of yourself for managing to not stutter, you reach out your hand, grabbing a handful of the warm, fleshy protrusion.
>You start sweating as your hand sinks in, the nipple pushing against your palm.
>Your mother doesn't even flinch, she just looks down, staring at your bulge.
>"You look uncomfortable."
>Her head turns back up, highly suggestive look on her face.
>Your pupils lose and regain focus in a heartbeat's time, a surge of determination flowing through you.
>To hell with the peasants and their sensibilities. The crocodiles can have anyone who objects.
>You hastily remove all your clothing, throwing it into another pile on the floor, eager to get on with this.
>Standing before your mother as naked as her, she stares down your erection, but otherwise does nothing.
>"What should I do with it, your majesty?"
>Oh, right, you're supposed to be in charge here.
>You try to think of something, only recalling that encounter with your aunt's hand.
>Is there something else that can be done with it..?
>Cursing your lack of imagination, you decide to just order something vague.
"Uhh... surprise me."
>She gets off the bed and on her knees in front of you, glint in her eyes as she breathes on your erection.

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>>30900408
>"As you wish..."
>You stare in awe as she inches her head closer, unbearably slowly.
>Really..? With her mouth?
>That's genius. Never in a million years would you have thought of that.
>"Surprise it is, then."
>Just before contact, she pulls her head away and arches her back, raising her frame.
>Grabbing your sides with her hands, your mother leans her chest into you, burying your erection deep inside the depths of her fleshy crevice.
>Having made sure you stay in place, her hands release you, instead using them to squeeze her breasts together while rhythmically moving her body up and down.
>Barely managing to not fall over, you gasp in shock as well as pleasure.
>Your hands find your mother's back, allowing you to compose yourself.
>That's another thing you'd never have thought of yourself.
>Just how deep does this scarab hole go?
>The surprise quickly wearing off, you begin meeting her motions with your hips, pushing her back into you.
>Thrusting into the surprisingly accommodating crevice, you pick up speed as your eyes wander downwards.
>Flawless skin obstructed only by wild strands of multi-hued hair greets your eyes, her back curvatures forming an hourglass shape more apparent now than ever.
>Which goddess should you even thank for this?
>Thrusting harder, you notice her adding a third dimension to her movements.
>Playing it safe, you decide to just thank all of them in an inwardly screaming prayer.
>Outwardly, only a series of grunts escape as the intense feeling shoots through your spine, this time lasting over several spurts.
"Hrrnnggg..."
>You take several steps back, your fluids forming a bridge between you and the top of your mother's rack.
"S-sorr-"
>Wait, no.
>The hell are you apologizing for?
>Your mother is on her knees in front of you, hands behind her back, awaiting further orders.
>Clearing your throat, a scandalously indecent idea crosses your mind, the sticky string still persisting between you.
"Clean up this mess... servant."

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>>30900420
>A moment's surprise shows on your mother's face before settling into a lustful grin, eyeballing your nethers.
>"With what, your majesty?"
>She licks her lips.
"Yes."
>She picks the slimy bridge up off her rack with a finger, hooking it on her tongue as she gets on all fours.
>The string gradually disappears into her mouth as she crawls closer to your rapidly growing member, your heartbeat again hastening.
>Millimeters left between her outstretched tongue and your tip, she stops and looks up, shooting you a playful glare.
>A drop of sweat runs down your forehead, your usually generous patience suddenly nowhere to be found.
"D-do it..!"
>Sitting on her knees in front of you, she grabs the base of your shaft and starts circling your head with her tongue.
"Ahhh... whoa."
>Varying her act, she goes deep and pulls back, sucking on your head and releasing with a loud pop, before again focusing on the tonguework.
>It feels great, but nothing's really building up, it's still too soon.
"A-alright... stop."
>She dislodges and looks up, curiously tilting her head at you.
"Get on the bed."
>Standing up, she sits on the straw mattress, letting her back fall with a thwump.
>"Oh dear~"
>Looking at her spread legs, you see your own mother presenting her body to you, to do with as you wish.
>You release a deep breath, the sheer impossibility of the situation still not fully settled in your mind.
>Is this what power feels like?
>No.
>No matter how much you take advantage of it, this 'session' wasn't by your initiative.
>Neither was the coming marriage to your aunt, not really.
>Even your possessions, your title, everything you own, all of it inherited.
>It seems as if all the choices you've ever made, all your earthly and unearthly possessions, your entire being is laden with someone else's imprint.
>You sit down on the bed, silently looking over your shoulder, seeing your mother patiently awaiting your word.

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>>30900434
>Your dear mother. Wielding the power of the gods, she could have disposed of you long ago and ruled for life.
>Or she could have made you her puppet, ruling from the shadows through your perpetually coerced approval.
>Instead, here she is, familiarizing you with your authority in the most extreme way you could possibly imagine.
>Who could ever doubt your divinity, when you were birthed by such a goddess amongst men? Least of all you.
>You glance at your palm, remembering the feeling of fingers wedged around your erection, then at your birthplace.
>What is that, even? It looks weird, kind of like a vertical mouth.
>Does that mean it has teeth?
>You gulp, clueless as to where to start.
"Just, uhh... do... yourself..."
>She raises her eyebrow at you, smirking widely.
>You break the eye contact with a blush, finding a spot on the floor to stare at.
>Great job, killing the mood with some vague nonsense.
>"If that is your wish..."
>Wait, what?
>Your head snaps to attention, hearing elevated breathing in the room.
>True to her word to do as you command, she had indeed found a way to do herself.
>With a hand, and three outstretched fingers, rubbing a single spot.
>So obvious in hindsight, but again, you doubt the idea would have come to you by itself.
>"Aahhh~"
>You freeze on the spot as a lurid moan follows her now more vigorous movements, almost loud enough to echo off the walls of the empty room.
>Looking more intently, you notice an occasional leg twitch, but the calm, lustful expression meeting your eyes makes its purpose obvious.
>She's egging you on. She wants you to do something.
>She wants you.
>You stand off the bed and move in front of her dangling legs, leaning your hands on her knees, pinning them down with your weight.
>Watching intently as your mother continues her self-satisfaction, your level face turns brighter in expression and color alike.
"Go on..."

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>>30900444
>Your voice seems to kick her gears into motion, gasping as her hand works faster on herself, her legs getting more restless by the second.
>"Hnnff..."
"Yes..."
>Leaning forward, your hands slide halfway up her legs, a strangely alluring smell hitting you suddenly.
"You like that..?"
>Her entire body now squirming beneath you, it takes most of your weight to keep her in place.
>"Y-ye... ye-"
"Then stop..."
>She freezes in place, filling the room with the most unbearable silence, before reluctantly retracting her hand.
"...and allow me."
>Her hand no longer blocking your view, you can see the stark difference.
>Swelled up and glistening, her folds seem to speak in a language of jerks and quivers, communicating to you an invitation.
>"Unggh~"
>You lean down and run your tongue right over the sweet spot without a second thought, her anatomy providing a perfect runway from the bottom to the most sensitive top.
>Her reaction almost throws you off, but you clamp your arms around her legs, wrestling her lower body down.
"By the gods, be still."
>You suppress a chuckle, the difference between your own climax and hers seemingly day and night.
>"Sorry... g-go on..."
"Heh, ordering me around, are you?"
>You flick her nub with your finger, causing a yelp.
>"S-sor-"
"I'll let it slide."
>You lean back down, breathing on your target.
"You deserve it."
>Again clamping her feet in place, you stick out your tongue, running a couple of circles around her button, before taking an exploration trip into her folds.
>"Hnngh-ahhh~"
>No teeth. That's certainly a relief.
>Getting a somewhat less extreme reaction, you decide to alternate your efforts between top and bottom, your thumb being a useful secondary device.
>"Aaaannnhhhhff~"
>Your tongue finding her nub for the fourth time, her legs squish your head with considerable force while a hand finds the back of your head, a loud moan filling the room.

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>>30900454
>The vice grip slackens, allowing you to finally raise your head.
>Your eyes widen upon noticing her hips still squirming slightly, your mother looking completely exhausted.
>You lick your lips, admiring the scene of your mother's usually dignified demeanor shattered into a thousand pieces by a few strokes of your tongue.
>This. This is power.
>You sit on the bed beside your mother, your desires now absent, strangely replaced by a sense of contentedness.
"Damn, mother, is it always this intense?"
>"Y-your majesty..?"
"Drop this act, that's an order."
>She sits up, barely suppressing a chuckle.
>"What? I have no idea whatsoever of what you-"
"I have a crocodile pen, and I'm not afraid to use it."
>A silence created between you, you wonder if you went too far, before your mother lunges at you, pinning you on the bed with a grin, running her fingers over your sides.
>"Fine! You asked for it!"
>Her fingers all prick at you like spears, leaving you a helpless, writhing mess on your back.
"HAHA, stop! I am-pfft... p-pharaoh!"
>"Sorry!" She shows no mercy, continuing her assault. "Was that not an act?"
"N-not fair!"
>You take the easy way out, rolling off the bed with an undignified thud, praising the gods that nobody else is witness to this unbecoming display.
>Your mother sits gloating on the edge of the bed while you return to her side, ending once again in her arms.
>"You have made me proud, Anon. Now I know you are ready."
"For what, pray tell?"
>"Rule, marriage, all of it. If that is still your desire."
>Your mind wanders back to your predicament with your aunt, the best way to handle her now appearing obvious.
"Thank you mother, sincerely."
>You lean into her, returning the hug.
"I owe you everything, yet I fear I cannot repay you just yet."
>She raises an accusatory eyebrow, harking back to her lesson of pragmatic ruthlessness.
"...which I will insist on, by the way."
>She huffs mockingly, jabbing at your ribs.
>"Do you require more practice, 'prince'?"

>>30900462
That's that for this thread. Fairly depraved by my vanilla standards, but I liked writing this.

you know I wasn't super gripped by this egypt thing, but I fuckin am now. bossing your mom around is weirdly extra hot

>>30900462
>>30900500
I'm not usually all that big on mother-son, but this expands dong.

>>30900500
>Stops before the fucking
DO MORE FAGGOT, MY DICK NEEDS THIS, NO, DEMANDS THIS!

>>30900500
Gotta love your dedication.

>Be Scilights son, also be really fucking depressed
>Mom's never home, too busy with work
>Suddenly, she comes back with a strange girl claiming to be your sister, both acting clingy, moving awkwardly and talking funny
>Grandma even shows up neighing and walking on all fours
>Turns out ponyAnon had similar problems, and decided to disappear
>forever
>Its was over a week until ponymom even noticed he was gone
>resulting in a crazed horsefamily to seek you out and try to get you to come back with them
>no matter what it takes

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>>30900380
>>30900385
>>30900395
>>30900408
>>30900420
>>30900434
>>30900444
>>30900454
>>30900462
>this story
>all these Celestia pictures I've never seen before
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

Testing my connection with this post.
I've managed to access 4chan via the University but I have to post on 4G.
Only realised a couple hundred words into this update I'm writing.
Also it's way more dramatic than I thought it would be. Hopefully it's not a deal breaker.
Why am I such a sucker for backstories goddamnit.
https://pastebin.com/gH2QNhdh
It's this story, if anyone remembers it.

>>30902291

>
>...
>You're awake.
>Huh.
>No, like, you're awake without being woken up.
>You're awake//before//being forced out of bed by your sisters.
>That's not normal.
>That's never happened before.
>Why are you so not sleepy right now?
>You have to check your phone, what's the ti-
>It's 11AM.
>FUCK.
>You leap out of your bed, flinging your covers across the room and pivot to bolt out your door.
>No one in the kitchen or living room.
>Did no one manage to wake up this morning!?
>You slam open Adagio's room door to find-
>Nothing.
>What?
>Sonata and Aria... also nothing.
>Huh.
>So they did go to school?
>How did they get there?
>You check your phone again, and now that you scroll through your notifications you finally see the text they left behind.
>So they got a ride, huh.
>A small part of you is dissapointed.
>Not that you didn't drive them to school, really.
>You've begged them some days to not force you awake.
>You're usually more than happy for them to get rides.
>But today you were gonna talk about the incident on the way there... hopefully get stuff patched out.
>Looks like they didn't wanna talk about it.
>You sigh.
>Not much you can do about it now.
>You make yourself some breakfast and had back to your room, opening your blinds to let some light in.
>Your computer boots up and you get to work, relishing the quiet hours you have to yourself before your sisters get back home.
>Looks like you spoke too soon.
>Your phone's ringing.
>Why is your phone ringing?
>...
>It's the school.
>Joy.
>Did they find out your sisters did the thing yesterday?
>No, they couldn't have.
>They aren't that good.
>What the hell is this about?
>Part of you really wants to leave this to voicemail, but...
>You pick up.

>>30902524
"Yeah, hello?"
>["Good Morning sir, am I correct in saying you're the parental guardian of Aria Blaze?"]
>Parental?
"Well, n- yes. Yes, I am."
>Can't be bothered to correct them.
>["Right. Pardon me for calling you in the middle of the day, but would it be possible for you to come to the school within the next hour or so?"]
>What.
"Excuse me?"
>You stand up, leaving your room and pacing in the hall to try better brace yourself for the next part of this phone call.
>["Aria has been... excused from class for the rest of the day. The principal will have you in their office to explain and there will be an email sent to you, but as it stands Aria needs to be escorted home."]
"Excused? Escorte- what? Wait wh- fine. You know what, fine. I'll be there. I'll be there in 30 minutes."
>["Thank you sir. She'll be in the front office when you arrive."]
"Alright, thanks. Bye."
>The woman on the other side hangs up, leaving you with three high pitched beeps before the line cuts and you're brought back to your homescreen.
>You reel your arm back and fling your phone into the couch, sending it on a dead-set trajectory for the Narnia in the cushions.
>Standing up straight again, you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose.
>What the hell, Aria?
>Locating your keys, you flop into your car and get it running.
>You drive there in silence, not being in the mood for any of your playlists.
>At least there's no traffic on the roads at this time.
>Once the school comes into view, you can't help but roll your eyes.
>Going into that place a second time really doesn't appeal to you.
>You stop in the empty parking lot, taking a second to calm yourself for whatever's going to be said in there.
>You're hoping you can just grab Aria and leave, honestly.
>Despite it all, you can't help but snicker a little bit.
>Weird to be on the other side of that call, for once.

>>30902530
>Way back when you were the one getting into trouble here, you remember your great aunt or uncle would have to drive down and get you home.
>Seems like an archaic system, but truth be told if they didn't do it you'd have been in the back of a cop car a whole lot more often.
>You walk through the school doors, head past the reception area and enter the small side office where misbehaving students are kept.
>Aria's sitting nervously on the fake leather couch, arms at her sides and legs pressed tight together, trying to make herself look as small as possible.
>As you walk in she take a peek at you through her bangs, immediately looking away once she realises it's you.
>The lady behind the front desk hears your footsteps as you walk in, glancing up from her paperwork before jumping in her seat a little.
>"Ah, you're - I see, yes. I uh -"
>She shifts her eyesight away from you and clears her throat before continuing.
>You know that look.
>She recognises you.
>Seems as if she didn't really realise who you were when on the phone.
>Makes you wonder if she worked here back when you attended, or if she's just heard the stories.
>"If you'd please take a seat with your d- sister, the principal will be right out to see you."
>Yeah, not doing that.
>You didn't manage to scrape a pass from this hellhole so you could sit here like a good boy and have a meeting with that hag.
"If it's all the same to you, ma'am, there are things I need to do today. I'm just going to take Aria and leave."
>She looks visibly confused and tries to stop you.
>"But sir, the principal would like to speak about the behaviou-"
>You turn around and gesture for Aria to get up and head out with you, cutting the lady off.
"You said you'd send an e-mail, right? Just give me the details then."

>>30902537
>The two of you leave the office and head out into the parking lot, Aria heading for the back seat of your car like she did yesterday.
>You stop her, opening the passenger side door and walking around the car to your own seat.
>It's a silent affair, neither of you having said a word thus far.
>In all honesty you do kinda want to bite her head off for this, but just as you were about to, memories of your uncle screaming at you in the car came flooding back.
>You'd rather not put anyone else in that sort of situation.
>Driving out of the parking lot and onto the road, you open up your window and light a cigarette.
>You've made it a rule to not really smoke in here, but something tells you the talk once you get back home is going to be stressful enough to warrant a pre-smoke.
>Getting into your garage Aria hops out the car almost just as fast as she did yesterday, power-walking into the house.
>You enter after her and stop her just short of getting into her room.
"Wait."
>You lean against one of the walls, trying to keep yourself as relaxed as possible.
"Mind telling me what that was all about?"
>Aria clings at her bag more, clenching her jaw and looks toward the floor.
>You can practically see the thoughts rushing through her head.
>You won't deny that there's a very large part of you right now that just wants to hug her because you hate it when she gets like this, but you refrain.
"Sonata told me about yesterday, you don't have to talk about that part. What happened today?"
>Your sister looks up at you, looking at you in the face for just a second before breaking eye contact again.
>Looks like she knows no matter what she says, you're going to get angry.
>"I- ..."
>You stay there, just waiting for her.
>Give her as much time as she needs, as long as she comes out with the truth.
>"After yesterday. I wanted... I wanted to make sure that - that they were..."
>Oh boy, you can see where this is going.

>>30902546
>Aria tightens her grip on her bag more, steeling herself and standing up straighter.
>"I went to meet them in the morning break. I - after yesterday they probably thought we'd been suspended or somehow caught, so I went to make sure they knew they weren't going to get off that easy."
>You can't help but wince.
>"By the time I got there, sure enough just about everyone in their friend group knew what happened, along with how some mystery old dude showed up and stopped the fight."
>She pauses, breathing shallow and closing her eyes for a moment.
>Aria's not a stranger to confrontation, and can usually take arguments and screaming matches as if they were nothing.
>She's quick on her feet, to an annoying degree.
>She has no problem with catching you out on a technicality and flipping your entire argument against you at the drop of a hat, normally.
>But that's only when she herself doesn't believe she's in the wrong.
>Once she knows and understands she's fucked up, it suddenly becomes a whole lot harder for her to speak.
>Reminds you of how she was like this all the time back in the day.
>"They got cocky, and since there were about 7 of them there, things got... out of hand."
>Aria exhales deeply, a hint of grimace showing on her face.
>"We got caught, and the three girls from yesterday acted like I had just given them all those bruises right then. I got taken in and... yeah."
>The both of you stand there, not entirely sure of what to do or say next.
>You're glad she didn't try hide anything from you, at least.
>But the one thing you just//had//to ask.
"Why... why would you go back there."
>She squints her eyes, confused.
"Aria, why did you need to go back to those girls? If you'd just let it go, maybe the-"
>"Let it go? What, and they would have just//stopped//? Are you actually serious right now?"

>>30902553
>You push off of the wall, standing upright and looking her directly in the eyes.
"I'm warning you Aria, not with that attitude right now. You're on thin ice."
>She scoffs, nearly rolling her eyes but not actually doing it so that you can't call her out for rolling her eyes.
>She knows how much it annoys you.
"What I'm saying is you could have just let it slide, why is that so hard to understand? Yes, her and her friends might be a little rowdy for a couple days, but that shit blows over within the week! There was literally no reason to go back there and - for Christ'ssake - antagonise them!"
>Aria drops her bag to the floor, placing her hands on her hips instead and donning a more confrontational stance.
>She begins her counter argument, walking closer towards you as she continues speaking.
>"And then what, Anon? Right, it would blow over in a week, and then then what would they do the//next//week, huh? Never touch us again? Leave us alone? As if."
>You run a hand through your hair, trying to find the words to get your point across.
"No, I - look, I get it. Bu-"
>She cuts you off before you can continue, getting more up in your face.
>"Do you though? You may think you've got it all down because you 'did this all before' and you 'were in the same situation', but I don't think you have any idea what it was like after you left!"
>You back up a little as Aria continues getting louder.
>"Once you and the seniors were gone, people realised no one in school knew you anymore, and that 'Anon's middle school sisters' were fair fucking game! Every person you cheated, wronged, and lied to came directly to us to get their - revenge, or whatever!Thank God Adagio was mature enough to deal with most of them at the time, 'cause Sonata and I would mostly just take it!"
>Her voice cracks in parts of her screaming, and you can see her eyes and lips curling up, trying to hold back any sign of tears.

>>30902557
>"You got into the wrong crowd, Anon. That was on//you//, and once you left us you dragged//us//into it!"
>You take a step back, shocked and at a loss for words.
>As soon as she finishes speaking she covers her mouth with her hands as if to try take back what she just said.
>"I- I'm so- I didn't mean it like that. I didn't mean to say - I mean-"
"Got into the wrong crowd? That was my problem? My problem? Listen to me, Aria. I don't know what you've heard from who, and I'm not going to ask. But you'd best think twice before you, who barely remembers our goddamn parents, talks to me about what did anddidn't 'go wrong' or 'who's problem it was'."
>You take a few steps towards her, backing her into the wall and keeping her there.
"I try let you think what you like. Same with your sisters. I will, however-"
>Her back sinks harder into the wall as you press her into it, lowering your voice and speaking mere inches from her face.
"NOT stand for//anyone//trying to tell me what did and did not happen, and who's fault it was. I understand now that leaving you here to live more or less on your own hurt you. I was never the brother I could have been, I know that. That's why I'm here now.I'm not going to leave you alone again, not ever. But just in case you forgot, Aria."
>Lifting yourself off the wall, you give your sister a little room to breathe before finishing.
"I//am//still the same person from 5 years ago, as much as I hate it. And there are certain subjects on which you should//not//test me."
>There'a a long and heavy weight in the air with neither of you speaking a word, Aria not daring to meet your gaze.
>As much as she's trying to hide it, muffling any sound she makes, you can see tears falling down her face and onto her jacket.
>You look into the empty room, slowly processing everything that was just said, as well as trying to calm yourself down before you say anything further.

>>30902560
>You hear fabric slide against the wall as your sister falls slowly to the ground, curling her legs up underneath her.
>The last things you said, along with the stress of the last few days...
>Not to mention the last few years you didn't know about.
>Probably didn't trigger too many happy memories.
>You know you should apologise, but right now your head is swimming in just as many thoughts.
>Sighing, you make your way back to the garage door.
"Get yourself something to eat and head to your room. I'm going for a drive."
>The door slams and the house is silent.
>
>
>...
>Finally having calmed down, you look around the room and see your bag where you left it, just outside your bedroom door.
>Wiping off some tear and snot residue from your face, you crawl over to it and fish your phone out.
>Two hours have gone by.
>Your chest hurts.
>You can't breathe properly.
>You just-
>Wiping off your face again, you get yourself onto your feet and head to the bathroom.
>Wow, alright, let's not look in the mirror again Aria.
>You turn on the hot water, wiping your face properly and blowing your nose.
>Been a while since you cried this hard, huh.
>Been a while since you cried at all.
>These clothes feel icky.
>First you wanted out of them just 'cause of the fight, and now there's dried tears on it too.
>You lift your jacket and shirt off in one motion, leaving you in nothing but your bra up top and discard your clothes in the laundry.
>Still sniffling every now and again, you make your way to the kitchen and get out some random leftovers Sonata has.
>You take the food and your bag to your room, slamming your door as hard as you can once you get in.
>You try take a deep breath but end up coughing.
>Anon has a rule about slamming doors, so you can't do it when he's around, but when he's gone it's what you do to calm down.
>At least, a bit.

>>30902609
>You consider taking out your schoolwork, but honestly all you can think of doing right now is lying down.
>Dragging your feet along the carpet, you make it to the bed and fall face first onto it, crawling over to the centre.
>Once there you flail around haphazardly to get as many covers on you as possible before you feel comfortable.
>You try close your eyes, but you can't get yourself out of your own head.
>Anon's words come back to you, no matter what you do.
>What he said.
>What you said.
>You bite your cheek as you feel new tears forming in your eyes, trying your damnedest not to let that happen again.
>Trying your best to just focus on calming down, it seems to work, at least for the most part.
>You've never really seen Anon that angry.
>Well, you have, but it's never been directed at you.
>You never expected an argument to get more tense past the screaming part.
>Once he started moving towards you, your body just...
>Gave out.
>Every word he spoke, you could just feel his breath.
>He's never been that close to you before, not ever.
>The hairs on your neck rise just thinking about it again.
>You weren't sure if he was going to hit you, or grab you, or just-
>A kind of vulnerable feeling you don't even get while being beat up by other girls at school or your sisters.
>It's different.
>More... instinctual.
>There's a fear there, but also a certain - something else?
>"I'm here now. I'm not going to leave you alone again, not ever"
>Not ever, huh.
>As much as he scared you throughout eveything... that part.
>It was nice.
>To hear it from him.
>To finally know you've got your brother back.
>Back to stay.

>>30902627
"A... non."
>You slam you eyes shut, closing them as tight as possible once you snap back into your right state of mind.
>No, not again, Aria.
>Not now, of all times.
>After all of that, this can't be the first thing that you go to.
>You didn't even notice it happening, you were so caught up in your own head.
>The heat pulsing out from between your legs, how you've been grinding into your bed this entire time.
>It's like this every time.
>Why-
>Why are you like this?


That straight up took me like 3 and a half hours to write, if not more. Really fallen out of the writefag game, man.
Suns coming up so I'm gonna have to leave you there guys. I just really really wanted to get to SOME semblance of kinky shit in this story before I stopped writing for the night.

>>30902902
>YWN be JOnon
>YWN teach your daughter the family business of dressing like a tramp and posing fabulously

>>30902902
I want to raspberry her bare belly.

>>30902902
I remember that being used as the inspiration for the second part of this green from a few threads ago. Pretty good fap material.
Shame the link in the paste doesn't work, but the other picture is... nice.

http://pastebin.com/pTAqfjD6

>>30876846
What movie is this from?

>>30902643
Thanks fám, I appreciate the green

>>30902643
Looking forward to some kinky Anon x sister Aria action.

>>30902643
holy shit, I thought you were gone man. Nice to have you back!

>>30902902

I want a little scootasister

>>30902902
>You will never go camping with your little Scootasister and share a tent
>You will never molest her in said tent

>>30904063
>>30904081
hnng
>You think Scoots is letting down her tough facade when she crawls into your bed
>When you finally ask her about it, she isnt scared, she's just horny as fuck

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>>30900500
drop the pastebin to this in /mom/, some of us might not know this is going on

>>30904375
Oh damn, I hadn't thought of that. Will do.

>>30903098
Me too. She would make a long adorable laugh and then, tired from laughing, smile back waiting for a hug

>>30902557
>- for Christ'ssake
spacing
>- revenge, or whatever!Thank God Adagio
spacing again
>>30902560
>what did anddidn't 'go wrong'
spacing
>"I try let you think what you like
try to*

>>30905051
>"I'm not too bony to cuddle, am I, Dad?"
"You're perfect, sweetie. But I'd cuddle you even if you were made entirely of cactus"
>Then you dressed her as a cute cactus-girl for halloween

>>30905427
>dad
Aaaaaaand you broke the mood

>>30905427
Do you get her one of those dildos with the soft spikes to wear underneath as well?

>>30905510
I was on the fence but i thought it would help
>>30905581
scoots would definitely be a soft-nubbles-dildo kind of girl. she'd make the best sounds when you push it in and out

>>30905736
The entire conversation before was about her being a little sister, where the hell did you get the idea that "dad" was wanted in it? Also yes, she would squeak just like a tiny chick when filled with dildo.

>>30905736
>scoots would definitely be a soft-nubbles-dildo kind of girl. she'd make the best sounds when you push it in and out
Daddom is the best.
Daughterus need structure in their lives.

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Best daughteru

You know what was a good green?
Appulmom.

>>30905973
sweetie pie, those are cute and all, but wearing something that snug all night long can't be good for your vaginders.

>>30905973
I want to give her a piggyback ride.

>>30906413

Don't worry. She probably sleep naked

>>30907742
she will if she's MY daughter

>>30907742
>"Remember Daddy. High temperatures harm male virility. Keeping the house cold and sleeping naked leads to healthier babies."

>>30908003
"That's great, honey, but when you press your cold foot up against my junk, that tends to wake me up"
"I didn't say stop"

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>You've bought your daughter the top-of-the-line prosthetic limb she's always wanted
>It's not like the regular ones that look like a regular leg, but can't take any more than a brisk jog before the shell starts cracking
>And it's not like the athletic ones she wears for track that look like nothing more than oversized paper clips
>This one's the perfect blend of function AND fashion
>Wear it comfortably all day, and still be able to take off in a full sprint at a moment's notice
>She's seen it plenty of times in her catalogs and knows it's expensive as all Hell
>And she feels she's morally obliged to pay you back any way she can, even if it's in the most immoral way possible

>>30909835
How about you fuck off with your cripple fetish shit.

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>>30909865
Why so hostile anon? Let the faggot post his stupid shit. It's not like anyone here is going to write it after all.

>>30909955
>Anime girls
>Tweening animation

Whatever the source of that gif is, all three of them end up taking enormous monster cocks in all their holes, don't they?

>>30909969
I've no idea myself, but from what I've seen in the same style it's a safe bet.

>>30903109
If I had to guess, I'd say you are referring to this paste, specifically.
https://pastebin.com/9A7YGiCG

A final installment wit the mother would be nice.

>>30909865
jeez it's not like he's fucking the stump. this isn't cripple fetish, it's waif fetish

>>30909865
>Comes to the an incest thread on a board where everyone wants to fuck a horse
>Gets triggers by dumb prompts because they're not completely vanilla missionary with the lights off shit
Fucking normalfags mang

>>30909835
Add believably by making it the ol' orphan Scootaloo trope who's been rescued off the street by Anon.
>Sex is all she had to give to get by when she was alone, trading sexual favors for scraps of food and sips of water.
>Now this nice man has given her more than she's ever had.
>It will take so much to pay off, she fears her body won't be able to handle it.
Depression ahoy!

>>30910789
We can go more depressing!
>Anon left town after things went sour with a highschool sweetheart, but now he's back to resolve things, only to find out the girl has died.
>In his search for information, he discovers she actually gave birth to a baby girl nine months after he left, and the girl was orphaned shortly after when the mother died in a car accident which also cost the child a leg.
>That's when he stumbles upon tiny, starving, amputee Scootaloo in a back alley, dried cum on her clothes, and a dead look in her eyes.
>It doesn't take a genius to realize she's his, and he tries to make up for all the suffering she's endured in his absence.
>She looks so much like her beautiful mother...

>>30909865
RGMAnon pls go back to RGM.

>>30910840
This needs to be written into a full story.

>>30910859
DON'T SAY THAT NAME.
DELET THIS.

>>30909835
>>30910789
>>30910840
>>30910883
Agreed, it will be heart wrenching, heart warming, sickening, sweet, and all around beautiful in a tragic sort of way.

Had to cut off suddenly, back for Shitlander 2: The Shittening

>>30890989
>She jumps again and glares at you
"Sorry, it's just, it's not stupid to think that but, why now? I mean we've been dating for what, four days?"
>Her eyes turn to the floor, a thousand yard stare piercing the carpet
>"I guess I thought all the time we knew each other before then would count for something, like we could skip ahead a bit, but, I guess I was really dumb for thinking that, huh?"
>You scoot closer to Lily, and start reaching over like you intend to hug her
"Yeah, it was pretty dumb," you say as you start prodding her ribs with your fingertips
>"Ah, Anon, stop", says Lily as she tries to block your attacks
"Dummy dum-dum thinkin' like a dummy dum-dum."
>As you continue your tickle assault on your sister, she tries to overthrow you and stop laughing, both to no avail
>As it happens, however, your leaning over to maximize your reach caused your center of gravity to shift and no longer be above the couch, but above the floor below
>In other words: you falling, nigga
>As you go down, so you take Lily with you
>She lands on top of you, knocking a bit of breath out of you, but not much because she's light and it wasn't a very large fall
>When the two of you make eye contact again, you both laugh
>Your laughter fills the room and possibly the whole house, with neither of you really remembering why you were so worked up
>Of course you do remember, but it's not in the front of your minds
>As you gaze into each other's eyes, Lily leans down for a kiss, and you gladly reciprocate
>As the two of you lock tongues for what has to be the 20th time in two days, you find your hands drifting lower on your sister's sides
>As they approach her supple hips, you raise them up
>Lily stops and lifts her head up for a moment
>"What's goi-AH!"
>With a loud smack, you grabbed two heaping handfuls asscheek
>You begin to knead and squeeze them, rolling them around in your hands
>"Oh, that is NICE, keep going."

>>30890989
>You and Lyra
Is that supposed to be >you and Lily?

>>30911214
Go on.

>>30911214
Don't you fuck off now. Finish this segment

>>30911214
>Fucking leaves again when its getting good
>Drip feeds individual updates
FUCKING GET A DUMP PREPARED AND DO IT ALL AT ONCE, OR DONT DO IT AT ALL!

>>30911836
This

>tfw no sister Starlight Glimmer stories

>>30892540
>>30911437
oh fugg :DDDD it is supposed to be Lily

>>30911442
>>30911480
well shit i didn't know there'd be a demand
more today, I promise
>>30911836
>fucking leaves again when it's getting good
>when it's getting good
>getting good
well that's a first for me

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>>30912351
>you will never go to the beach and eat ice cream with your big sister Glimmy

>>30912779
>u will never be cucked by fiddy niggers bcuz ur sister loves some fiddy niggers

>>30912351
>You are Starlight's brother
>When she decided to go crazy and turn into a megalomaniacal villain, you were her guinea pig
>Your cutie mark was still missing in action, you think she threw it into a river or something
>How that even works, you haven't the foggiest
>You had managed to escape, and had successfully managed to hide from her for years
>Life was miserable without purpose, but your hatred for Starlight kept you going
>You lifted your head off of the pillow every morning out of spite
>Starlight eventually tracked you down
>She's changed, she says, she wants to make things right, she says
>And she's right, she has changed
>The mare standing in front of you isn't really your sister anymore; she's a completely different pony
>Your dick takes that thought a little too literally
>Now you have to dodge Starlight's tone-deaf attempts to make nice over almost a decade of misery while fighting your incestuous lust
>She isn't even using experimental magic on you anymore and she still found a way to fuck with your head

>glimmershit
please, not here, it's enough that it's everywhere else you look on this board

>>30912862
Come on, man. She might be a shit character and is currently the no. 1 janitor approved cancer on this board but it doesn't mean we can't have greens with her. Not like we'll anything more than that anyway.

>>30912883
It wouldn't be that bad if the shit prompt wasn't a damn pone version. Its pretty clear that this is a humanized thread. Just have her go crazy cultist like normal.

>>30912928
>this is a humanized thread
It isn't. That's just the most often setting. Pone stories show up every other thread.

>>30912950
And its annoying as shit, which is good that they don't show up that often. Why they always do when Glimmerfags show up though is a question I am morbidly curious about the answer to.

>>30912862
>A main character gets a lot of attention
SHOCKING!

>>30913003
Hi glammer jammer defense force

>>30912977
I'd love to see some humanzied Glimmer green desu.

>>30913010
No, dumbass, it's common sense. You say she gets too much attention while apparently forgetting the fact that she's a main character.

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>>30913003
>glimshit
>main character

>>30913019
That could be fine, maybe just have be a crazy religious nut or something. Or the old commie sister breaking prompts.

>>30913075
>she's shoehorned in with the main characters
that's what you meant to say, right?

>>30913082
Or just have her act like her current self in the show and EqG special instead of her old crazed nut self.

>>30913077
Well she kinda starts to gather her own sonderkommand as if they will supercede mane6 as elements of harmony someday.

One of the reasons I follow this thread. Every once in a while we get some nice green, and the other half of the time is some niggers providing free entertainment. God bless you fags.

>>30903215
>>30903752
>>30903823
Cheers guys, gonna try not leave you hanging again. No promises though.
>>30905402
Yeah, they're fine on my laptop, but sending them to my phone fucks up the spacing and results in the connected words. Thanks for pointing it out.

>>30902643
>No normal person should feel this way after crying their eyes out for the last two hours.
>After a fight like that.
>Much less about their own...
>Their own... brother.
>Admitting it to yourself makes you quiver.
>It's wrong.
>You know that.
>But you can't help it.
>Your body can't stop.
>You bury your face in your pillow in an effort to control your breathing and calm your heart currently beating into your ears.
>Snaking a hand out of your duvet cocoon and bringing it down past your stomach, you ever so slightly lift the hem of your pants and underwear.
>Sliding your hand down just a little bit further, you feel your face flush can't help but start panting into the pillow again.
>It's so hot.
>You can practically feel it beating.
>Dripping onto your hand and soaking into your panties.
>You hate that you're this turned on by him.
>You hate how every nice familial gesture he makes towards you gets you so hot you want to jump his bones.
>Every time you watch something together.
>When he cooks for you.
>When he asks you how your day was.
>When he's reading or sleeping and you stare at him too long.
>You can't help but feel this way.
>Slinking back into your room, covering yourself up and pleasuring yourself for the next half hour.
>You shut your eyes again, groaning into the pillow.
>No one's home, you suppose.
>And it's not like this'll take care of itself.
>If it's just you, and no one knows, why is that so bad?
>You start moving your fingers again, further down past your mound over your slit.
>Pushing down with your middle and ring finger, you spread yourself open and reflexively pump into your bed again.

>>30915138
>Squeezing your thumb under your hand, you find your button and slide past it a few times, coaxing more liquid to pool into your hand with every stroke.
>Continuing to do that, you press your middle finger down through your folds and insert the first knuckle into yourself, feeling your walls contract around it, clenching and squeezing for more.
>It's at this point you have to lift your face out of your pillow and the puddle of drool you'd made on it so you could breathe.
>Shallow and erratic, your panting is the only sound in this entire house.
>You start sweating underneath the covers as every second your body gets hotter, but you can't bother to care about it.
>Moving your thumb faster and pushing your finger further inside you is all you can think about.
>Up to the second knuckle, you find yourself still wanting more.
>Pushing your ring finger in as well, your walls clench harder and faster, your knees shaking a little the deeper you go.
>Your vacant hand moves up to your chest, cupping a breast from under your bra and pinching your nipple between two fingers.
>A surge of pleasure runs through you, but it's not nearly enough to satisfy your urge.
>You move your hand inside you faster, grinding into it at the same time to reach as deep as possible.
>Thoughts of your brother flash through your mind every so often, with you imagining him here.
>If he was on top of you.
>Or if these were his fingers.
>His tongue.
>Every second long fantasy makes you shiver and gasp, any sembelance of shame having vanished from you.
>You play with yourself more aggressively, pulling on your nipple and pressing into your clit to bring yourself closer to your peak.
>Knowing the house was empty you stop controlling your moans, giving into your desire and being as loud as you want.
>You feel sweat on your back and your thighs becoming sticky with your own juices, reaching the point of no return.