---Anonymous Shorts and Prompts from the Fingerbang and Humanized Threads--- A mixed grab bag of greentexts that don't have a place anywhere else. Entries are of varying quality, lewdness, and subject manner in order to preserve their unpredictable and spontaneous conception. Last Edited: 1/13/2019 (#264-#235 Finished) ------------------------------------------------- #264- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/33298124 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33375003 In the alternate timelines created by Glimmer, what do you think happened in the Human World? One common thread would be BitchShimmer coming through the portal at the same time, but what would happen after? The mirror wouldn't have been moved to the Crystal Empire, for one, so she'd end up in Canterlot more often than not. What would she do in Sombra Wartime, or when Nightmare Moon rules? >>33380141 >When it all came down to it, Sunset wanted to rule. >Whether it be through might or mind controlled teens, that was her end goal. >Even when she was in a school full of lower lifeforms, she still felt that drive to be the queen bee. >So when she returned to Equestria to see it cloaked in eternal night and heard rumors of rebellions against the tyrannical Nightmare Moon, she was struck with the perfect way to get what she always wanted. >To be loved and lorded as a true princess would be even better than being feared, and what better way to achieve such a thing than to liberate Equestria from its night time rule? >She would seek out the rebellion, cease control, and lead them to victory. >And when she struck down this alicorn of the night, and Celestia was no longer in the picture, who else would the ponies turn to other than the one who rescued them? >The Hero Princess, Sunset Shimmer. >She rather liked the sound of that. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #263- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32606594 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33276275 >She always wondered why Anon was missing her hints. >Started to talk to him more as the school year persisted. >Made it clear she was going out of her way to try to hang out with him. >Anon just went about his daily business. >The bedroom eyes went flying over his head. >Sunset just figured he was playing hard to get and noticed how awkward and clumsy he got around her. >The more he pretended not to like her, the more she wanted to break him. >Her cheeks started to get sore from how much she smiled at him. >She could see him trying not to smile back. >She gave him the bedroom eyes and that's all it took to bring a smile out of Anon. >Doesn't know what his deal is but getting a girlfriend will surely get him to knock it off. >Just a couple of kisses on the lips should do the trick; he'll soften up in no time. >Sunset knows she drives him crazy. >And Anon can't escape her during the day... she always finds him. >Both she and he know very well what's going on after a while. >Sunset's gonna go in and make a move tomorrow morning because it's the last day of school. >She sleeps well. >Wakes up and finds that school has been canceled due to a blizzard. >Sunset's face when this becomes clear to her is pic related. ~~~ >>33285649 >Equestria is a utopia >You really want to go there >One day - finally - you're transported there >So long, gay Earth >However you land in the world of EqG >It's a utopia - kind of >Everything is reversed >There are no chads and incels, no thots and feminism >The model industry is realistic, but so is beauty >Girls are embarrassed of being curvy ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #262- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/33216214 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33227411 >You get teleported to Equestria >It's EqG world >It's a parallel universe EqG in which everyone's naked >You only wear clothes during special occasions ~~~ >>33231039 >It has been a year since Sunset Shimmer was kidnapped by that biker gang. >There's no telling what they've done to her now that all this time has passed >Fast forward the clock to right before EqG 1 >Pony Shimmer appears through the mirror. >She's wearing a leather jacket >The students think it's their sunset shimmer and start welcoming her back but think she's tough as nails after being with that biker gang for so long >She picks up on this and becomes the top bully bitch >Meanwhile the real Shimsham is with the bikers >Only Celestia knows the dangerous truth and wants to pay the bikers in cash to get the genuine Sunset the back ~~~ >>33235617 >Sunset and Rarity are in the spa. >Both in bikinis, all seems well until they start stretching and arching their backs. >Rarity takes it as a challenge to see who's tits are bigger. >She slips out of her bikini top not caring if there are any guys around to see. >Sunset accepts and slips out of her bikini top. >They compare nipples and get into a heated argument about what about them counts blah blah blah >This leads to them stripping all the way naked in front of everyone and somehow leads to kissing >If it weren't for this, Hasbro would have had to greenlight the idea ~~~ >>33253716 >The mane seven head to a ski resort like aspen or some shit >Not Camp Everfree, an actual luxury resort with lodges and shopping malls >There's a spa which can have a gimmick where Gloriosa stays away from it fuck, I actually want her to be re-introduced >Rarity and Sunset go to the spa with bikinis on and all >There's also a shelter for wounded or sickly woodland animals where RD and FS go to, and RD is bored of the place but decides to stick around Fluttershy and bear through the tour of the place because she respects her as a friend. Insert loyalty and kindness reference here. >Pinkie is throwing a party at her cabin and invited all of her friends, and Twilight and Applejack happened to arrive early. >Then the blizzard strikes, and it's so bad that it knocks the power out, even the backup generators. >Now the girls have to use fire somehow to keep warm and they can only obtain it by working together. >Fire of friendship. ~~~ (Why are there multiple #261 threads?) >>33156765 And someone flooded the whole board at an extremely fast pace with what I'm assuming was a bot of some sort. After checking the archives, I found that it reached speeds from a new thread every couple of seconds to 3-5 new threads each second. https://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/type/op/start/2018-11-11/end/2018-11-12/ Go to the very highest number page of this archive link and work your way back to see what I'm talking about. ------------------------------------------------------ #261.555- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/33188656 ------------------------------------------------------ ~~~ >>33194555 >Shimmer is a wise elf second in command to Santa. She hears the kids' wish lists and tells them about things they didn't tell her about and says that Santa told her. >Rarity dyes her hair white and proclaims self to be Mrs.Claus. Talks in an old lady voice and tells the kids to be generous to each other. >Fluttershy gathers reindeer. >Applejack builds sleigh with RD's help and RD gets to be Santa's super fast messenger. >Pinkie Pie decorates the place and makes up a bunch of reindeer games for people to play and sings all of the songs. >Twilight levitates the "flying" reindeer. It's perfect. What more do we even need? >>33206941 The girls can all be elves. Spike can be Rudolf the reindeer. Tara and Pinko are decorative elves. RD and AJ builder elves. Sunset and Twilight smart elves. Fluttershy the shy elf and Celestia as Mrs.Claus and Big Mac ~~~ ---------------------------------------------------- #261.55- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/33168833 ---------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33171876 >Rainbow Dash takes a sip of the big gulp soft drink. >"One time, back in middle school, I did a mile run in gym class in 5 minutes... in the rain!" >Applejack takes the straw and sips from it. "About a year ago, I worked on the fields all day in the mud in the rain for seven hours straight." >Rainbow Dash squints at her and sips from the straw again. >"Oh yeah? Well one time, I had just gotten finished working out, and I was all sore from lifting weights, and then the neighbor's dog attacked me as I was walking home on a super cold January day and I had to wrestle the dog to the ground. It was a 120-pound rottweiler." >"Ah went into the woods on a camping trip once." Says Applejack, sipping from the drink again. "It was during the really snowy season. Ah only had a tent and some flint and steel to start a fire with. Ah ran into a mountain lion when searching for food. Killed it with mah bare hands, cooked it and ate it." >Rainbow Dash aggressively snatches the soft drink and takes a gulp from it she made sure was larger than the gulp Applejack took. >"I went mountaineering in the countryside in sub-zero temperatures, and I got mauled by a bear but I survived and shot it with a rifle I had. Then I treated my wounds with what little I had and dragged myself basically without any supplies at all for 200 miles back to civilization." >Applejack takes an even bigger sip from the straw. >"Ah took a wrong turn in mah pickup truck one day and drove off a cliff. Tumbled down a thousand-foot drop and mah truck exploded at the bottom of the cliff. Then ah had to fend off against a pack of coyotes in the middle of the night and killed all ten of 'em the crossed the desert for days finding the nearest town with water." >Rainbow Dash grabs the drink and gulps again. "I swam straight across the Pacific Ocean and fought a vicious Bengal tiger named Tony after being stranded on a raft. Then I survived three shark attacks and..." >The girls soon start sipping the melted ice cubes. ~~~ >>33180378 It's a Christmas special, so I'd say it would make more sense if it were a longer one with a full plot to it. >>33180743 (>>33180378) I think it could fit in a whole hour. >Humane six getting ready for Christmas >Get letter from Santa >He says he can't come to town early and can only visit when it's Christmas Eve >Noticed a lot of kids in town are sad and depressed and don't believe in him >Wants them to use actual magic to prove to them that they are loved (>>33165022) >Fluttershy talks to local deer and gets them to fill in for reindeer. Twilight levitates them so they "fly". (>>33165053) >Sunset reads the kids minds while dressed like one of Santas elves delivering messages form him about what he "knows". >AJ and RD do the sleigh thing. >Rarity and Pinkie Pie do the decorations. >Whole special is just them going around and cheering sad kids up and trying to get it all done in time and bonding as friends. >Moral is it's good to bond over doing nice things for others and each other. >Other subplots with other characters can happen too. I dunno, something cute you can show to your kids. ~~~ --------------------------------------------------- #261.5- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/33156575 --------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33156864 If you could write an EQG Christmas special what would it be and how would you keep it able to be greenlighted by Hasbro? >>33157162 >greenlighted by Hasbro Simple. Come up with a completely new villain using major elements from previous villains. Give them a mediocre at best motive for being bad and a convenient magic device that suddenly exists because you wrote it. Have the humane six doing something, maybe going to a big event where villain is. Add in dry quips emphasizing their characterizations. Have them interact with villain, have villain do something to them that almost defeats them. Just kind of make the humane six undo it somehow, doesn't really have to make a lot of sense. Villain transformation and/or rainbows optional. Throw in a flimsy moral of the story at the end, maybe redeem the villain with it. Sprinkle a Christmas theme over the whole thing and congrats, you're ready to help Hasbro make more money. They'll pretty much have to say yes. >>33164539 The humane six try to "prove" that Santa is real to little kids by setting up something with actual magic and making their holiday that much more special. No villains, just a lighthearted, innocent challenge they take on together as friends who care about others in their community. >>33165053 I want to say something about Shimmer dressing up as Santa because she can read the kids' minds and guess what they want for Christmas, but I'm not sure how well that would work because she's not a fat old man. Applejack and Rainbow Dash can help build a mini version of Santa's village or maybe his sleigh. Probably his sleigh since his village is supposed to be a the north pole. Rarity could be Mrs. Claus. ~~~ >>33162242 >You will never spend a cold winter night in a warm room with one of the girls wearing something like pic related. ... >The sky outside is a grayish orange, you can barely see the snowflakes falling. >Don't touch the glass of the window, it will freeze your fingertips. >You stay next to Starlight on the side of the bed. >Sipping microwaved eggnog and hot cocoa as you watch stand-up comedy specials on TV in her room. >She sits beside you, cozied up in her snuggie hoodie or whatever these things are called. >Whatever they are, they're very soft to the touch. >She lent you a spare one she had. >The heat having been turned on in the house with this thing wrapped around you put you in just the right comfort zone. >You chuckle with Starlight every time the comedian on the screen says something funny. >Even making offhand jokes about the commercials. >And how silly they all are when they try to convince you to call the number on the screen and open your wallet. >"Hey you have your phone? What time is it?" "Time to get a watch." >"That's not fair, I left it downstairs!" She smiles warmly. >She fixes the thick hood over her head and scoots herself back into the pillows on her bed. >You take another sip. >You both sight happily and snuggle against the pillows on the bed together in your little dinosaur hoodies. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #261- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/33138740 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33141489 "Eenie meenie miney mo..." >She swings the bat and it slams into Flash's head. "Take it like a champ, Flash!" >She shouts as she lifts Lucille with a sickening slurp off his head. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #259- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32966592 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>33079382 >If we changed CHS's dress code such that select turbosluts are *forced* to dress like skanks and leave them aroused all day, wouldn't that burn them out as well? >>33080701 >The additional rules to the dress code >1. Twilight Sparkle is not allowed to wear a bra in school >2. Twilight Sparkle is REQUIRED to have her cleavage and belly button showing at all times >3. Twilight Sparkle is only allowed to wear panties if it is a string thong that is also REQUIRED to be showing at all times >4. Twilight Sparkle is REQUIRED to have her thighs exposed at all times >5. Twilight Sparkle is only allowed to wear ONE article of clothing of her choice on her upper body as long as it does not violate any of the above rules >6. Twilight Sparkle is only allowed to wear ONE article of clothing of her choice around her waist aside her optional string thong as long as it does not violate any of the above rules >7. If Twilight Sparkle violates this dress code, her grades will suffer the consequences and cannot be raised back up, AND Twilight Sparkle will be forced to strip completely naked on the spot Typing this made me hard, fuck this is hot ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #258- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32911439 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32955240 Is Scilight a turboslut? >>32957213 No. And it would have been epic if she was a mad scientist type who discovered magic and tried to harness it out of greed or want for power. We could have used a Twilight that was an actual villain from the start. Not some shy girl pressured by "friends" into being bad. >>32957486 >Ending of Rainbow Rocks. >It shows Twilight detecting magical energy after the defeat of the Dazzlings. >Twilight as a character is mad crazy and hellbent on gaining power through science. >She creates her same device that absorbs magic, but with bad intent. >Fast forward to the beginning of Friendship Games. >Starts off the same here too, with Twilight being in a mysterious hoodie, but she's only genuinely looking to steal magical power she detected. >Does some snooping around and finds out that she looks exactly like a girl whom everyone at CHS loves and respects. >Assumes that this must be a her from a separate universe and it has something to do with magic, and she'd be right. >Takes advantage of this and goes to visit CHS impersonating Horse Twi. >Scene introducing the FG competition pretty much stays the same. >Twi brings the device with her, locates magic in M6 and steals it but while actually meaning to. >It's not until Sunset contacts the real Horse Twilight when it's discovered that Sci-Twi is an imposter, but it's too late and she escapes. >M6 find out that other Twi goes to Crystal Prep, the school they're about to face off against and think she did this because of the competition. >Call Horse Twi, but she starts not responding because of the time warp like in the original. >Competition starts. Set at Crystal Prep. >M6 can't pony up, but the shadow five can and beat CHS even harder than usual. >Do some plot convenience shit that would inevitably happen with these movies, and it starts to work. >Until Sci-Twi empowers the shadow five just enough to defeat the mane six. >Then Sci-Twi absorbs all the magic once again with her device, now that her pawns are done being used. >Now the M6 are defeated entirely and Sci-Twi is victorious, and she starts beating the shadow five to get revenge on them and takes over Crystal Prep. >Now Crystal Prep is under Midnight's control and ready to take over CHS. >Shadow five turn to the good side and want to help M6. >They retreat to CHS to find Horse Twi coming through the portal having just got the messages. >New magic source enabled, await Sci-Twi and her newly gathered evil forces as they approach Canterlot High. >They can defend now. >Sci-Twi didn't plan this, and a magical battle takes place between the 2 Twilights. >Midnight Sparkle vs. Alicorn-powered Human Twi with her friends helping. >Good Twi wins but then realizes that Bad Twi was only bad because of her classmates being shit to her after the shadow five admit to being bitches to their Twilight. >Amends made, end, roll credits. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #256- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32756167 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32762033 >Be Anon, the brilliant but lazy teenage homemade drug manufacture. >Defently not legal, but so far it's your proudest achievement in life. >Your magnum opus: Magic Numbing Opioids. >Or: Magic Pain Pills! >You find it hilarious when Twilight tries to make it by herself. >Except for that one time she almost blew up your apartment. >But hey, shit happens. >Speaking of Twilight she is currently watching (along with almost everybody else) a rerun of some 80's cop show. >It looks good, but your priorities are elsewhere. >Like playing with Rainbow's hair while she's sleeping on the floor next to you. >You're lost in her multicolored hair to notice a buttery yellow hand also be twirling said hair around. >"She's so peaceful when she sleeps." Says Fluttershy to no one in particular. >You look over to Rarity, who is about to pass out in Applejacks lap. >Everyones relaxed and happy. > You're in heaven right now. ~~~ >>32836925 >Rainbow's Dad is out of town >Dash invites everyone over for another sleepover >Including inviting Trixie for Anon's sake >While there, they play truth or dare again >Dash dares Anon to do a striptease for them >Before he begins he looks at banana hush and says sobering along the lines of "aren't you gonna look away/leave the room?" >Yellow quiet stands up looking offended and storms off teary eyed >Anon and friends follow to see if she's okay >WTFdidIdo.docx >Shyest Flutter rants that she's a grown girl with sexual desires too, and she's sick of being treated like a little kid Hurst because she's more innocent and shy when it comes to sex than the others >Anon does a kiss of her >Everyone gives them some alone time >They do minor sexual activities >Anon learns that Golden Silent can be pure and lewd at the same time ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #255- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32606594 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32724129 “Oh fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” >You are Anon Y Mous, a senior student of Canterlot High. >The empty halls almost become a blur as you sprint down them. >Your heart is pounding inside your chest alongside your lungs. >Fear motivates you to keep moving. “Gotta… make it… to the library. I can… hide out there.” >You wheeze out to yourself between the gasps for air you desperately needed. >One of these days you’re going to have to learn how to not think out loud. >The doors to the library are just ahead, down the hall coming up on your right. >Almost home free. >You kick it into maximum overdrive as you approach the turn, but just as you do, a familiar purple face steps out of the hallway. >”Hey Anon, what’s the big hur-“ “FUCK OUTTA MY WAY PURPLE!” >You skid past Twilight almost sliding into the opposite wall and damn near bowling the honor student and her books over in the process. >With the brakes applied and the collision averted, you accelerate down the hall, the library doors dead ahead. “Yes! I made it.” >Sweet freedom. >Sweet asylum. >Sweet oxygen. >As you’re halfway down the hallway the illusion of safety is soon shattered. >”WHERE IS HE?!” >Oh god, that voice, she’d caught up. >Your trashcan obstacles did not work as well as it had on TV. >”Oh, hi L-“ >”ANON! WHERE!?” >”Oh, I just saw him head down that hall.” “DAMMIT PURPLE!” >You look back and instantly regret it. >Staring you down is the fiery yellow eyes, of one Limestone Pie. >She is also still covered in your spaghetti lunch. >looking the angry Pie sister in the pasta covered eyes, you shriek girlishly, as you gun it through the library doors. >Cheerilee must still be out to lunch at the checkout desk, the whole library really, is currently empty. >Thinking fast, you dash into the fiction section shelves. >Placing yourself behind a shelf parallel with the doors, you peek over the books and wait. >All you can do now pray that all those hours in Metal Gear are about to pay off. >Limestone soon stomps inside after, she scans the room. >”I know you’re in here Anon!” >Limestone begins making her way to the fiction section as well. >You should be fine, as long as she doesn’t get too close. >As quietly as you can, you try to stay out of sight and weave your way further into the row of shelves. >You’re able to avoid her gaze, but eventually, you hit the last row. >Well, looks like this is the end. >It was a fun ride while it lasted. >Everyone has to get off at some time you suppose. >You just wish you could have gotten laid first before being mutilated by one of your own classmates. >Limestone is closing in fast, her sauce covered hands are about to be around your throat any moment now. >You cower in the back of the library and wait for Limestone to make the final turn before she see’s you. >”Games up, dweeb, you’re gonna pay for what you did.” >She’s mere seconds from locking onto you when a voice rings out from near the entrance. >”Limestone Pie, just what are you doing?” >Limestone swivels around, a loose noodle slipping from behind her ear, and landing on a nearby copy of Hitchhiker’s Guide. >”Ms.Cheerilee, I- I wa- >”Tracking pasta all over my library?” >”No, no I was look-“ >”I don’t want to hear it.” >Cherilee gets behind Limestone and begins escorting her out. >”Now, I want you to head to the gym, take a shower, and wear your PE uniform for the rest of the day." >”But I-“ >The door was shut before she could finish “Jesus fuck, that was close.” >”Yea, tell me about it, Limey sure was upset with you, 'Non.” “I don’t blame her bu-“ >You swear you jump a few feet when you realize someone was actually responding to you. >Standing next to you with a smile, as always, is Pinkie Pie. “Do you always have to do that, Pinkie?” >”Do what Nonny?” “Sneak up on me like that?” >Pinkie cocks her head in a confused manner. >”Sneak up on you? But I always come here after I eat to read comics.” >It’s just now you notice the Garfield compilation book held between her hands. >Suites her, you always preferred Calvin and Hobbes yourself. “Never mind Ponk, guess I’m just a little high strung right now.” >”Yea, Limey can be a teensy weensy scary sometimes.” “Sometimes? Honestly, I wonder how you two are even related….All of your sisters for that matter.” >”Oh that’s easy silly, ya see when a momma and poppa love each o-“ >Her birds and the bees talk is cut short with your hand cupping her mouth. >Who would have thought you actually learned something useful from Twilight in these last few years as friends. “I meant just how different each of you is from one another.” >Removing your hand so she could speak, she again looks confused. >”What do you mean? We're not that different.” >You don’t think your face could deadpan any harder, which is a real shame, because you know it’s completely lost on someone like Pinkie. “Whatever you say Ponka.” >Pinkie simply shrugs and goes back to the comic she was reading. >Sighing in defeat, you begin to weigh your options in your head. >You could try to find her later and apologize personally, but knowing Limestone, you’d be extremely lucky to avoid a pummeling before she lets you get a word in edgewise. >Poor Cheese Sandwich, you heard he transferred out of state after the balloon incident. >You never looked at latex the same way again. >Waiting out the storm was another option, although rather foolish. >The longer you waited the more enraged she would become. >Not to mention give her more time to think on her inevitable revenge. >You really screwed the pooch this time. “How am I gonna get out of this mess?” >Thinking out loud again, idiot. >”Yea, you really pulled a goof earlier Nonny.” >Pinkie giggles as you think back to earlier today. >Flashback to just under an hour ago, you had just got your tray filled with fresh spagets and were making your way to your usual table. >Pasta day son, ohhhh yea! >Norman, Flash, Macintosh, and Zephyr were all already seated. >You and the guys had all started hanging around Junior High, still good friends to this day. >On the way to your seat, however, your eyes had wandered towards the rather great and plump posterior of Trixie Lulamoon. >She was leaning over a table, discussing something with two girls sitting there. >Pretty sure they were her bandmates. >Her skirt today was almost skin-tight, and not to mention short, you swear you could see her panties poking out from your angle. >Maximum unf. >She could use you as an ass-istant any day. >Caught up in your hormones instead of your footwork, you ended up walking right into another nearby table, the impact sent your lunch sliding off the tray. >You looked down to see a freshly pasta’d Limestone Pie. >Say something dammit. >You tried to apologize, but being the sperg you are, you messed that up too by blurting the first words to come out of your mouth in panic. “Sorry! I was busy staring at that ass..” >You absolute idiot. >At this moment flight or fight kicked in hard. >You were out the cafeteria doors without a second thought. >”Oh, I almost forgot!” >Pinkies sudden outburst dragged you out of your memory. >”Maud and Limestone’s Birthday blowout is this weekend!” >That’s right, the Pie family usually held one party for two sisters at a time, seeing as how each date was only a month or so apart from another. >”Here,” >Pinkie grabs an envelope from out of her hair and hands it to you. >”Maybe you can patch things up with Limey then?” >Huh, that’s actually not a bad idea. >Public event, plenty of potential witnesses. >It’s the best shot you’ve got, neigh, the only one if you hope to fix this. “Thanks, Pinkie.” >You stuff the invite in your pocket. >”No problamo Non!” >Pinke smile’s back. >Cherilee shushes the girl from a few rows over. >She’s currently bent over with a rag, attending to a sauce stain on the carpet. >”Sorry, Ms. Cheerilee.” >Pinkie whispers in the librarian's direction. >Pinkie’s expression turns a bit more sultry when she turns back to face you. >”And maybe you can work on Maud too, eh loverboy?” >Her eyebrows wiggle suggestively. “I-I er…uh… “ >You groan in protest. “I don’t know why I thought telling you about that was a good idea.” >”Because I keep my pinkie promises.” >She goes through the hand motions gleefully. >”And, I’d trust someone like you with her.” >Before you can respond, Pinkie begins skipping off to the front desk to check out her book. >You stand there deep in thought. >Okay, maybe you should back things up a bit. >For a while now, you’ve been quite enamored with the rather quiet Pie sibling. >The older one. >You didn’t always feel this way about Maud, but about a month ago that all changed, with a rather interesting encounter in a malfunctioning elevator. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #254- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32606594 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32609501 >anon is a huge fan of this female singer that has gotten famous recently he’s basically her number one fan however the singer keeps her identity hidden and no one knows who she really is. As it turns out [insert mane 7 name here] is actually the singer and has a crush on anon all while learning how much of a fan he is of her now she has to battle with the fact that he’s in love with her singer persona and not her. >>32612529 >They say a girl that sings lyrics this explicit shouldn't be allowed to have a beautiful voice >But she persists, whoever she is who goes under the persona of Jana Alabama or Jana for short >Singing online releasing songs she wrote herself, about things she isn't socially allowed to do in real life without being called certain things by the public >Jana is extremely frustrated >She sings about having passions inside that will never leave her because it's "not appropriate" >Finds it funny how her fans listen to her and hear her out when they just hear her beautiful singing voice on her records >But holy fuck does Jana sound like an angel you've never heard >Listen to every piece of music she's ever made >Notice some references in her songs that match your hometown >Jana later sings that she's the same age you are >Your friends love how obsessed you are with Jana, meme on you about it >They joke about how she could be someone from the school, you joke too but it's a serious hope on the inside >Jana talks about a "boy from her school obsessed with her and she fucking loves it" >The joking intensifies but still no one knows who Jana is >She has such a strong and beautiful voice on the mic >Start talking at girls at school more to try and identify anything in their voices you recognize >Who is this wild girl you're in love with? ~~~ https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1530/89/1530892630592.jpg >>32611847 I want to steal a kiss or touch Luna when she's sleeping. >>32635059 >Wait until she's completely asleep >Go up to her and start untying the strings on her bikini >She almost starts to wake up but you're careful and do it gently little by little >Loosen top, bobs start to open >Double nip slip >You touch her softly, but barely touching her to not wake her up >Luckily she's a heavy sleeper >Run your thumbs around on her nipples for a minute >Think about getting your phone out the take pictures and stuff so it'll last longer >Rummage through pocket to get your phone out to take a picture with Luna's bikini top wide open and her tits all the way out >A gust of wind blows by and makes her nipples get erect >Fuck, that's hot >Not paying attention and drop your phone right onto her lap >She wakes up, realizes what's going on and starts screaming and slapping you >End up arrested and no longer allowed near the swimming hole >No one wants to hang out with you anymore >End >>32643222 >Every summer the principal and vice principal of CHS go to the beach in July >None of the students ever saw them in anything but their formal clothes >You're one of the guy students at the school and figure out which beach they're going to >Make arrangements, plan out routes, save up enough gas money >You're soon on your way, vacation underway >Want to see Celestia in a bikini if she's going to be wearing one >You already think she looks sexy in those regular formal dress clothes from just the shape of her body >Hardly shows anything past her neck, wears a suit-jacket, non-tight regular pants, no skin showing except her face neck and hands >But there's nothing she can do about her VERY womanly body that's impossible to hide the VERY womanly features of, no matter what the fuck she wears, no matter how hard she tries to conceal it all. >You MUST see her in a bikini, so off you go >Drive in your car for some hours until you reach your destination >Get out and start scoping >Fuck, this place is big >People everywhere and you're already scoping some neat ass and tittes from random stranger girls next to their boyfriends already >Still no celly to be found >Set up base and start looking >You just know she's gonna appear somewhere >You scope out tons of the other girls at the beach but still no principal bod >Start to give up hope >See an ice cream parlor and spend some money on a couple of cones waiting >this place is big and you didn't think about that >You practically gotta search for miles to find a person at the same resort >Fuck that, you wanna go home now >It's hot as shit and you're tired >Then all of a sudden >"Anon? Is that you?" >That's Celestia's voice >Turn around to find her, wearing a t-shirt and towel around her waist >Still unable to hide dat form she's got >And with her is Luna, the vice principal of the school and Dean Cadance of that other prep school with snooty students "Oh hey, didn't expect to see you here," you say >Luna goes "hmph" and walks away while Cadance introduces herself to you >You realize you didn't plan on talking to them and just scoping them out >But here you are, so might as well strike up some bullshit stories you came up with >You went to train to be a dentist the other day, and it went badly >Met a couple of college students >Left your part-time job recently so you could find a better summer job >Basic lies >"That all sounds interesting. Would you like to join us all?" Asks Celestia. "You mean like come with you?" >"Always room for one more." >"Yeah. Come on, we are sitting not too far from here." Says Cadance >You had only planned to look at them from afar in secret >Do you go with them or not and just go somewhere where they can't see you and spy on them and take pictures? (Thread votes take pictures) >You turn down Cadance's offer to come join the group hoping they won't notice you stay >Whatever they don't even care >Go about the day on the beach >Hating the heat and wishing you were dead, what a fun time >Soon find a good spot where the principals can't see you, from inside a hotel lobby window. >It's a miracle you actually found a spot like this >They can't see you but you have a good view of them, there's like no one else in here to see what you're doing AND it's fucking air conditioned in here AND there's free food being handed out at the front of the buildings near where the restrooms are >You could stay here all day >And there she is, Principal Celestia >White T-Shirt on top, towel wrapped around legs >You know her bikini is underneath >It's so easy to make out the form of Celestia's tits with the shirt on >Cadance is the first to strip >Pulls her shorts down and her blouse up >You rarely even saw this lady before but she's got some curves, damn >Luna's walking around in a black T-shirt and bottomless except- holy shit she's wearing a thong bikini! >Even from this distance, it's easy to see her asscheeks jiggle with each step as she goes across the sand >Celestia sets her things down and gets ready to undress >Fuck yes, get your phone out >Maybe she'll suntan and untie the back of her bikini, and you'll get a shot of her nipple or something with your phone if you time shit right >For obviously research purposes only >Masturbatory research >Celestia lifts her shirt up >Oh shit! Oh fucking yes, it's everything you imagined but even better >Wait why is she putting it back on? >All three women look in the direction of some fat guy >He's in a trenchcoat and fedora, not hard to tell he was creeping on them in BROAD DAYLIGHT >Celestia Luna and Cadance give him dirty looks, take their things and move away from him >They leave your field of view, but he's following, they'll surely go further >FUCK >THERE'S EVEN OUTLETS HERE TO CHARGE YOUR PHONE ~~~ >>32651667 >Be Anon >Go to CHS >Full of fucking retards everywhere >Friendship hippie fucks all around >Muh friendship >Muh tolerance >The world needs differences >Be only sane person at school >Proceed to lunch >The same 7 fucks are doing a song and dance >It's like this every week >You want to transfer schools >You even pleaded that you to be homeschooled to no avail >This time they vanished some retarded fish frog to another dimension or some shit >One of 7 fucks steps onto lunch tables twirling and stomps on your tray >Your. Motherfucking. Spaghetti. >Immediately, you shove at her calves, causing the girl to fall over and smash her ribs on the table >Everyone stops dead in their tracks and looks over >The girls stop singing >The girl who stepped on your food, who now lay on the ground, writhing in agony looks up at you >"W-Why...*sniff*?" >You bend over "Because I hate kids" you state with a smile >You leap onto the girl and start viciously slapping her face "YOU STUPID FUCKS DO THIS SHIT EVERY WEEK" >Everyone looks terrified >One of the other 7 fucks scream for someone to stop this but no one does "YOU STUPID, PINK-HAIRED, ANIMAL LOVING, FUCK-FACE... WHY DO YOU MAKE ME HURT YOU!?" >The girl is bawling her eyes out >Your slaps leave a tinging red shade on her face along with the smear of tears coming from her eyes "STUPID, STUPID, STUPID DUMB CUNT, WHY DON'T YOU GO MAKE LIKE A TREE AND FUCKING DIE IN AUTUMN!" >After that day, there was never another dance number, a lesson of friendship, or hint of queers in the hallways >You are held as a God to everyone who hated it >Lifeisgood.exe End. ~~~ >>32663043 >You walk into the coffee shop and stand in line at the counter >You were a bit depressed this morning and you couldn't figure out why >You had a fairly good job >Enough money to keep you comfortable >a nice apartment >What more could one need? >You knew of course >A girl >You were so lonely >But you could never ask a girl out >You were way too shy and autistic for that >You get to the front of the line and see quite the dime piece at the counter >She had thick, rather messy green hair and freckles >Her nametag read Wallflower Blush >"Can I take your order, sir?" >You snapped back into reality at the sound of her sweet, quiet voice "O-oh um yes." >You tell her your order and she gives you a cute little smile >It sent a wave of butterflies coursing through you >"What's your name?" >The butterflies were about to burst out of your mouth "U-um Anon. Anon E. Mouse." >You cringe in embarrassment as you see her write the name on your cup >She wasn't trying to get to know you, she was trying to get the name for your order >You awkwardly smile and go to the other side to wait for your coffee to be finished >God you were so autistic >She called your name and handed you your fresh coffee >"Did you go to Canterlot High by chance?" "Uh yeah. How'd you know?" >"I used to go there too. Got kicked out after an... ahem... incident." "Incident?" >"Uh never mind!" >She laughs awkwardly >You both sit there awkwardly for what seems like forever >You hear wallflower mumble something "What?" >Her cheeks go crimson >"I-I was just asking if..." >She mumbles again "A little louder." >"You want to hang out after my shift!?" >She yelled it far louder than she intended to and instantly put her hands on her mouth >You never thought a face could turn such a deep red "Uh, sure! When do you get off?" >She says in a whisper quieter than a church mouse >"3 pm." "Then it's a date." >You put your hand on your mouth, your face now as red as hers "I-I mean not a date-date, unless you want it to be hahaha." ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #252- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32436165 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32502455 >Monday in Equestria >You are Vice-Principal Luna >You are tucked under your sheets, with several fans circulating what remains of the cool night air >An alarm reminds you that it's 11:00 AM >And it's also the first day of Summer Vacation! >A hybrid chuckle-yawn slips past your lips as you stretch to wake up >Sliding out of bed, you saunter your way downstairs into the kitchen "No work and no students for two whole months!" >You exclaim to no one as you pour yourself a mug of joe >Sure there was administrative paperwork to handle, but you can worry about that later in the day >All that matters now is your coffee "And that pizza I ordered before I took my post-wake-up nap should be here right abou-" >DING-DONG "Perfect!" >You skip towards the door, stopping to grab a small tip from your change jar by the door >As you do so, you realize that you look a bit... frumpy >Your hair is a mess, and your pajamas are a VERY long shirt that hangs off one shoulder and barely covers your knees "Eh, it's summer. Who cares?" >You open the door, ready to receive your greasy breakfast of champions >"Here's your p-Oh, heya VP! You look amazing!" >Oh no. >"Say, this isn't like one of those videos where you invite me in to give me a tip, right? I mean, your order did say 'extra-sau-GRRK!" >In one swift move you jam five dollars in his mouth, relieve him of your nosh, and slam the door shut. >Anon coughs outside as he spits the money onto the floor >"Hey wow! Twenty bucks!" "Dang it... I was going to use that at the arcade later." >Then you hear another knock. >"Uhh, so is this a 'no' on the special tip?" >You lock the door and speak through the mail slot. Leave my porch or I'm sending my dog after you. >Anon scrambles as he leaves the stoop >"I'll see you when you order delivery again, my love!" >As he gets in his car, you open your phone and call up Peezter Robo to try and get Anon fired. >Sure, it's a bit of an overreaction >But this pizza is too delicious for you to avoid it all summer. >Monday Afternoon in Equestria >You are Headmistress Cadance >You're taking a nice cruise down the boulevard in your wheels when you see a crudely painted sign >"CAR WAZH, FIVE DOLLAR$", it reads "Aww, it's so great to know kids still try to raise money on summer break!" >Deciding to humor them, you pull into the parking lot to get your car washed >"Hello Sir, or Madam, would you like a car wash today?", a familiar voice drones out to you >You angle your sunglasses down to peer over the top of the lenses >Sure enough, it's Shining Armor, reading off his palm again >Well, at least he's kind of a kid. Sort of. "Hello, Shining. Trying to raise money for some new video game?" >He does a quick look around before he lets out a sigh >"Actually, my friend just got fired this morning, so I'm helping him earn some gas money so he can get to an interview tomorrow." "Aw, that's so nice of you! How many customers have you had so far?" >Shining giggles for a moment then recomposes himself. >"I think you're our... third customer today? We would have had more, but Anon's sales tactics are a bit agg-" >"SHINY! WHAT DID I TELL YOU IS THE FIRST RULE OF CAR WASH?", a green young man barks as he approaches your car >"Always Be Selling", Shining winces a bit as he replies >Quickly, the other young man gets close enough for you to recognize "Hello, Autonomous. How's your day been?" >"I've been good Miss Cadenza." Autonomous looks back and forth between you and Shining >"But YOU could use a good car wash!" >You nod "That's kinda why I'm here." >Anon nods enthusiastically in reply >"OF COURSE! WE OFFER ONLY THE BEST RUBDOWNS ON ANY CHASSIS, AND MY FRIEND HERE SPECIALIZES IN THE OLDER MODELS.", he announces with a wink >Shining Armor turns red and starts to back away, but Anon grabs and wrestles him onto your windshield, trying to rip off Shining's shirt "Woah!" >"Ease up man, c'mon!" >"NEVER! THE CUSTOMER DEMANDS PLEASING!" >None of you notice as a police car sidles up beside you... >Early Monday Evening in Equestria >You are Principal Celestia >And it's Poker Night, one of the most important days on your calendar this month >Next to the Cheese, Cake, Cheesecake, and Whisky Convention in two weeks, that is "Sombra and Chrysalis are going to get their wallets drained tonight!" you say to your mirror with a grin >They got their butts handed to them every week, but they always got cocky around the start of summer for some reason >Locking up, you hop in your car for a drive across town to Sombra's Apartment >You drum your fingers against the wheel The light at 3rd always takes forever, you grumble >'Tap-tap' goes a finger on your window >On reflex, you swing the car door open hard enough to knock them to knock your assailant to the ground >You grab your phone to call 911 >"Ugh, Principal... whyyy?", groans the man you knocked down "Anonymous?" >Making a left on 7th, you get onto the freeway as you make your way towards Anon's house >Sombra was okay with waiting to till you showed up, but both Chrysalis and yourself were miffed with having to wait. Haven't been late to a single game in five years, you know? >"Sorry." "It's fine." >You shift lanes to be closer to the upcoming offramp "So, what's with the daisy dukes?" >Anon looks down as if noticing his shorts for the first time >"Oh. Well, I was delivering a pizza to Miss Luna." "Dressed like that?" >"No!", he shakes his head, "I had a uniform! But when I got back to the shop, my boss fired me for 'harassing' someone. I treated Peetzer Robo like a temple. Then, when I was trying to raise gas money with a car wash, some cop mistook me and my friend for sex workers! Do I look like a sex worker to you?" >You pull off the freeway and make a left "Just a little," you smirk. >Anon chuckles as you pull up in front of his house >"But hey at least I can sleep at home tonight, right?" >Gingerly, you pat his shoulder "That's the spirit, Anne. Now fuck off; I've got poker to win and you left a wet spot on my seat." ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #251- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32342658 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32393857 >You tightened the grip on your knife >Your stomach rumbled >Half from hunger, half from the stench that was coming out of the garbage cans you were hiding behind for the last hour >Being an orphan living on the streets of Manehattan was tough >For up until now you managed to feed yourself by finding something edible in the trash or stealing >But you just couldn't take those foul leftovers anymore >And local butcher promised to make a meal out of you if he is to catch you once again >And upon trying to scavenge surrounding neighborhoods you found out that local packs of street kids weren't too kind to your green ass >You probably should have tried to stick to one of those gangs, but you were too young, too weak, and really bad at communicating >But here comes your salvation >A female figure going down the alley towards you >She was wearing some summer dress >Long purple curvy hair was falling from under her sun hat and gently swayed as she walked >Her shades reflected setting sun >She looked almost alien, women like that in this dirty place >You gulped >She was getting closer, click-clack of her heels resonating through the alley >Easy target, right? >You were going to pounce in front her, point your knife at her and tell the bitch to give you her money >Then you will be able to get some real food >Maybe you can even bribe your way into one of those gangs! >Yeah, piece of cake. Let's just hope she is not gonna faint right away >Your hands were really sweaty >You took a deep inhale >Okay, it's time! >You jumped in front of her, knife in your extended arm pointing at the woman >She stopped, looking almost confused, facial expression was hard to read because of those damn shades on the third of her face "G-give me your money!" >You shouted, your voice almost betrayed you >Your hand was shaking >Shit, calm down man, you are the one with the knife >Woman tilted her head to the side >Now you were sure she looked confused >She raised her hand to her face to lower her glasses and get a better look of you >Her eyes were of a deep, mesmerizingly blue color "Excuse me?" >Shit >This wasn't going as planned "I said give me your money if you don't want me to shank you, bitch!" >She furrowed her brow >Oh no, it wasn't going well at all >Was she going to call for help? >Or start running? >You didn't think that far >Woman, however, did something you didn't expect at all >She took a step forward, her hand rising >You started to lean backward "Wha- step back bit-" SMACK! >Stars filled your vision, pain shooting through your cheek >That bitch just bitchslapped you >And either her hand weighted a fucking ton or you were really light >Because that punch send you stumbling into the trash cans, your knife flying from your hand in the opposite direction >As you were lying on the ground counting stars, the woman didn't seem stressed at all >Elegantly picking up your knife, she put it in her pouch "I think I'll be keeping it, young man" >Saying this, she started walking away as if nothing happened >Fuck >Your cheek was burning, tears filling up your eyes >You fucking failed >Didnt get any money >Got bitchslapped by a woman >And the only memory of your father that was the knife was taken away from you, now in the pouch of that scary female walking away from you >Tears running down your burning cheek weren't from pain now >You wanted to die >You let your head fall to the side >Near the end of the alley, the woman actually stopped, then turning and walking inside some building >Great. You lost her >Now she is probably gonna tell whoever is inside that building about you and they will run out and kick your ass from here >You won't be able to scavenge around this alley any longer >And those kids in surrounding neighborhoods will rip you to shreds >Fantastic. Might as well go and nosedive from the bridge right now >You sobbed >No >Fuck this >At least if you were going to die, you will get back your knife before that >Doesnt matter how you will wait for that woman to come out and stick your teeth into her if needed >Yeah, that's the plan >For now though, you will just lay here for a bit >You needed to lick your wounds, both physical and soul ones ~~~ >>32415410 >Rainbow Dash, a tough athlete girl from up north, attends a Miami concert in her own different timeline. >First time visiting this city, not used to how hot it always is. >Comes in her favorite black lightning bolt mark T-shirt with the midriff neatly cut away. >Fit, slender and curvy body is quite a sight to be seen. >She turns down any guys that approach her let alone try any advances on her. >If anything she's looking for another lesbian to fuck in some motel. >But that's gonna have to wait. Miami is a hell of a city. >The night before the festival starts, RD gets drunk and passed out in her motel room. >Next morning, she wakes up face up on her bed. >Her favorite shirt has been cut open with scissors. >Shorts and spandex pulled to her ankles. >RD sticks a finger between her nethers and pulls it out. >That's definitely cum. >RD looks around to see the whole place turned upside down, anything valuable is gone. >The room door is still wide open. >Broken on the inside, she begins to angrily sob on the bed, swearing to seek out and murder whoever did this to her. >Just then the phone rang. >She picks it up, fixing to call the cops after telling this person to fuck off. >"Hello?" She says. >"I saw everything that happened to you." A voice says. "I know this probably the worst day of your life but you have to listen to me. I can help." >"Who the fuck are you?" >"Don't worry about that until later. All you need to know is that I might know who did this to you." >"Why... why didn't you call the cops you piece of shit?!" >"There was nothing I could do to stop them. There were too many. And the cops can't help either of us, you need to trust me on this." >"Is this some kind of a sick prank?" RD says with tears down her cheeks. >"No. You have to trust me. There is more going on than you think." >"Well what the fuck is going on?" >"Look underneath your bed. I left a couple of things for you." >RD hesitates at first but then looks under. >Pulls out a hatchet ax, a handgun, and a piece of paper with an address. >"What the fuck is this?" Says RD. >"Take them. They're yours now. Meet me at that address at that time and I'll introduce myself so I can help you take your revenge. Don't say the address over the phone, because they're listening." >"Who's listening? What's going on? I'm calling the cops!" >"No! Don't! Right now you need to get out of there! They know I'm calling you and they're surely coming back! Get off the phone now and go to that address, I'll meet you there." >"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" >The call ends with a dial tone. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #250- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32256225 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32313542 >One lazy afternoon. >Things are going a bit slow, and boring... so Mary decides to roll up a fat one with the boys. >She starts to get so fucking high that she's looking at kites next to her while 20 miles underground. >Starts to get surrounded by weed clouds and stuff. >They cluster around her and start tickling her. >She has no idea where she is or what the fuck(ing) is going on. >The clouds tickle her under her clothes, and Mary starts to feel really good between the legs. >The weed clouds repeatedly brush up and down her skin, mostly her thighs. >Mary feels extremely warm and falls into a massive puddle of warm water. >She falls asleep and wakes up hours later. >... >Wakes up for real now. >Her top is scrunched up at her shoulders and her skirt at her hips. >A stream of semen leaks out of her vulva, and she looks around to find that whoever was just here left. >She clumsily gets up and wanders around crying. >Desperately looking for whoever was just on top of her. >She finally finds him, he willingly comes forth. >She walks up to him with tears in her eyes. "Wait... I wanna do it again so I can really feel it, maaaan!" >"What?" He looks at her confused. >"What's the point of fucking if you don't remember it?" She pulls him into a nearby room. >He shrugs. >They both get completely naked and fuck completely sober. >She smiles and stares him directly in the eyes as they kiss. >Something, something, something they both cum and the story ends whatever. Happily ever after. ~~~ >>32323072 >It's really hard. >Being in charge of a school. >Celestia wanted to party in her teenage years and college. >But too busy. >She stayed a virgin too despite how attractive she was. >Some religious beliefs. >Was a huge mistake that can't be corrected now. >Celestia has grown far past her twenties. >Her hourglass body widened from years of sitting and working and living off of a poor diet. >No longer as young looking as she used to be. >The roaring twenties are a thing of the past. >The partying spirit in her that never got a chance to come out is with those years, and pretty much stays there. >Now unbelievably still a virgin, Celestia throws herself into her work. >Crunching time even though she has the whole day to get shit done. >Is super productive even for a principal. >Because she's channeling tension. >None of the students can tell and think she's just strict. >But all she really needs is to stop carrying her virginity on her shoulders. >But she's mostly around teenage students all day. >Contains herself and does nothing at all because that shit ain't allowed, and she can't do shit with the teachers either. >Celestia finally accepts that she is entering the phase of her life where no one finds her attractive anymore. >And she's in a position where she can't even ask about it without facing much reputation-crushing backlash until she retires in a couple of decades. >She feels like she's too old to party anymore, but not old enough to not care about losing her virginity. >And she's a school principal. >This fucking sucks. >You are Anon. >Former juvenile delinquent in his early twenties who finally went back to high school because he needs a high school diploma to get a job he wants. >But god damn are you stupid, it's the reason you got held back then flunked out in the past. >Got caught up in some bad shit after that for a couple of years, went to rehab for a bit, got clean and started turning your life around. >Start new life out of state and choose CHS to get your diploma because it's the easier school. >Start year off confident. >A month or two later and you're failing every class. >It's like you know even less than you did before. >Principal Celestia is concerned, calls you to her office. >You don't even fucking care anymore. >Maybe you'll just leave and never come back. >You've made money in other ways in the past. >But maybe you'll give this one last shot just to see if you can plead for a second chance at that diploma and the "easy" way out of your situation. >"Yes hello, Anonymous. Come in." Celestia locks a gaze on you. >"So you have been having trouble with your academics, I see." Says Celestia. "Yeah." >"So what seems to be the problem." "I guess I'm not very bright. I am trying, I really am." >"I see you are. Would you like for me to sign a tutor to you?" "Ah uh, well I guess I'd pretty much need to. I've always been a little slow with school work. My real strength is labor and stuff." >You scratch the back of your head. >Celestia gets a look at the muscles on your arm. >She is reminded of a few guys she thought were cute when she was your age. "Tutors didn't really help me before though. It's just like taking notes a second time." >"Would you still like one?" "I'm not sure if it would help me." >Celestia gently strokes her outer thighs under her desk. >"Is there anything you think could help you?" ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #248- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/32115378 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ https://cdn2.desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1520/63/1520630677718.png >>32123599 >College. >Saturday night. >Rarity dresses up nice and heads to a party. >Arrives there early at 9pm, starts chatting it up with the nearby boys. >Instantly starts drinking wine. >Outside the window is a giant crab trying to get in. >Says it knows one of the boys. >The night progresses. >Rarity begins to question whether this night is going to keep going well. >Starts trying to guess which one of the boys is the one the giant crab knows. >Exits the house and goes to the backyard pool, now a little drunk. >A couple of thirsty boys follow her. >Keeps chatting it up with them. >"So you like lacrosse huh? You ever play?" >Just some normal conversations. >Suddenly, the giant crab hops the fence. >Rarity stands up quickly and goes back inside. >But doesn't leave the party so she can hang out more. >Gets drunker. >Dances with some of the guys. >They grind on her ass. >The giant crab is outside the window trying to push its way in. >Can't. >Crabby no crabbing. >Rarity goes to the other room and takes another swig of brandy. >Everything's getting hazy now. >The boys at the party want to chat with Rarity more and more. >They know she's getting fucking smashed. >She reaches the point where she can barely walk in a straight line. >Starts kissing up on one of the boys telling him how he's handsome. >Does the same thing with another boy minutes later. >Both guys kindly walk Rarity back up to the upstairs room. >Meanwhile, one of the windows on the first floor is broken by something. >Upstairs, the bedroom door is locked. >Rarity is stripped naked and spitroasted by the two guys and drunkenly enjoys every second of it. >Passes out. >. >Morning. >Rarity wakes up with her dress sloppily put back on. >She hears a growl. >Knows what this means. >Jumps to her feet right before a crab claw can snip her arm off. >Pulls out a knife from a dresser drawer and faces off against the crab. >Battle ensues for 10 minutes until Rarity kills the crab in the shower. >Not today. ~~~ >>32180807 >You groan as Applejack doubles her efforts plunging her cock deeper and harder with each thrust >She's getting close you can feel her dick start to pull up inside your asshole as it flexes preparing to deliver her seed >You're ready "Plow my fields Applejack harder." >You moan in encouragement >"Gonna sow my seeds in yer dirt Anon" >Yes, let them grow >You feel her mighty apples slam against your own one final time as she hilts inside your colon >You whine as she shoots load after load into your body filling you deeper >Finally she pulls out shooting one last load on your lower back before falling back groaning in pleasure >You quickly turn around and suckle on her tender apples and thoroughly clean her shrinking member as it rests on your face >After lovingly kissing her now clean head you lay next to her and coo when she wraps her strong arms around you >She puts her mouth to your ear >"Appuls" >She whispers in your ear >You tear up >You've finally got apples in your core FIN ~~~ >>32185387 >These three princesses are looking for trouble. >Trouble with each other. >Walking into the bedroom showing off as much of their assets as they can. >They each want to win. >Trying to intimidate the other opposing princesses by displaying how attractive their bodies are. >And on the edge of the bed sits Anon. >Giving them a command to oil up. >They do so and then get started. Cadance, Celestia and Luna. >Three waifus competing in a wrestling match to see which one wins the day. >Only one will walk away Victorious. >Who will face off first? ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #247- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31990534 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>32001360 >Monday in Equestria >You are Vice-Principal Luna >Your sister is out sick for the day, so you're filling in for her >You delegated the morning announcements to Ms. Cheerilee so that you could drink your coffee in peace >And dear lord you are bored Guhh. How DOES she pass the time here? >Rarely anyone is sent to the office, and the paperwork is so small that you usually don't start till after lunch Hmm... >You lock the door, taking a quick look around to make sure no one is nearby. >Coast clear, you hop onto the desk and undo the top button to your shirt I'M PrinciPAL CelesTIA!, you proclaim to the empty room >You giggle as you do a small hop to the floor I JUST LOVE being a rOle model for my STUDENTS! >Your giggle becomes a full laugh as you leap towards the windows LUNA plEASE, hOW will the CHILdren like you if the BLINDS are always dra-AH! >You drop below the sill and fix your shirt >There's a man floating in the air >"I didn't think I could be more in love with yo-" >THUNK >"CRAP!" >You hear leaves rustle and branches snap >Terrified, you lean out the window to see if the flying man is okay >But instead, you see a green man tangled in a tree Oh, it's you. Anonymous, I hope you realize you have detention? >"But Vice-Principal Luna, he was helping me test my new drone!" >A purple figure steps out from behind the tree Anonymous is in Miss Sparkle? >"I'm sorry ma'am, I needed a place to test my drone's carrying capacity, and Anon said you wouldn't be upset if we used the faculty lot!" >You heave out a sigh, forcing yourself not to be upset It's alright Miss Sparkle. I'll send Leo with a ladder and scissors. >"I KNEW YA LUBBED ME, BP!" >You couldn't have grabbed the emergency whiskey faster if you tried >Monday in Equestria >You Are Vice-Principal Luna >You like getting to work early because you're certain the sun is out to get you >And there is a car in pulling into your parking space >A green beetle, with rusted brown chrome Ugh, again? I THOUGHT he would have learned by now. >You stomp up to Anonymous's car, grinding your teeth hard enough to turn coal into diamonds >You slam the roof as you close in ANONYMOUS, I HAVE TOLD YOU TI-oh my goodness >In the car is not Anonymous, as you thought, but instead a young green girl >And she is on the verge of tears >"I'm s-sorry. This is my f-first d-day a-and I d-didn't know" >"Good one, Luna", you think to yourself I'm so sorry, I thought you were somebody else. I'm Vice-Principal Luna, and you are... >"W-wallflower B-blush.", she stammers out, tears subsiding >You gave her directions to the student lot, and then spend the early morning showing her around the school >She's a bright young girl, if not a bit skittish. Kinda reminds you of yourself at a young age >With school about to start, you walk her back to her car to grab her books And here we are, back at the student lot. If you have any other questions, don't hesitate to come visit my off- >"I'VE GOT A QUESTION!" >Oh boy; coming in on rollerblades, it's the green one you can't stand Good Morning, Ano-nymous? >He doesn't seem to register you being there, coming to a stop in front of Wallflower >"ARE YOU TRYING TO STEAL MY GIRLFRIEND AGAIN, SIS?", he declares while thrusting his finger at you You're his sister? >Wallflower sighs and rolls her eyes >"No, I'm not! I haven't 'stolen' any of your girlfriends! Plus she's the Vice-Principal for crying out loud!" >"THEN EXPLAIN JUNE!" >"SHE WAS OUR BABYSITTER, AND SHE LIKED ME BETTER ANYWAYS!" >You slink back to your office while the two siblings argue about you, leaving them by Wallflower's car >You heave a sigh as you slide into your office chair >Why doesn't this ever happen to Cadance? >Monday in Equestria >You are Dean Cadance >Your favorite musicians are Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and Captain Beefheart >And there is a white moped in your parking space >Well, less in your parking space and more behind it, really >It's kinda blocking you in Whose moped is this? you wonder aloud as you get closer >When you get close enough to touch it, a man in a trench coat and a pantyhose facemask leaps between you and the bike >"HAHEHA! THIS IS MY HOG, SWEE- aAAAAAAAAAAA! >You rip your mace out of your bag and spray him in the eyes >"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIII" >He lets out a girly shriek as he hits the asphalt, ripping his mask off and crying >The moped falls onto his foot, the pain pulling his hands from his face >Wait a second, you know this green molester Androgynous? What are you doing? >Nearby, you hear some bushes rustle >"Oh right, that scream was my cue!" A voice says from the bushes nearby >Walking out from the bush is one of your students, Shining Armor >"WALK BY ACTING NONCHALANT", he loudly reads off his palm as he approaches >When he gets near your car, he stops, still looking into his palm >"H-hoe dare you, You F-friend? Fiend? YOU FIEND!" >He looks from his hand at the two of, a smug expression of heroism on his face >This is quickly replaced by shock when he sees his moped on the floor >"My baby! Anonymous, I thought you said you were going to help me get a date with the Dean!" >He pulls the moped off of Anonymous and helps him to his feet >A date? >"Bro trusssst me, the molester/hero trick always works on old-AH GOD THE WIND STINGS MY EYES" >You open your car and grab a bottle of water, handing it to Anonymous, You know boys, I have some paperwork I forgot to grab> Could you please be gone by the time I get back? >Shining Armor turns cherry red and salutes you as you turn to walk away >"Ma'am, yes ma'am!" >Free from his hands, you hear the moped fall back onto Anonymous's foot >"OW! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE INTO COUGARS, SHINING? WHY?" ~~~ >>32020614 >Pinkie and Anon were enjoying a quiet lunch together in the school's cafeteria. >Pinkie locked eyes with Anon as she slowly slipped a banana into her mouth. >Anon put down his sandwich and stared at Pinkie with confusion and disgust. "What the fuck are you doing?" he asked. >Pinkie responded by pulling the intact banana out and giving him a wink. >Anon scowled at her as she started to slip the banana back into her mouth. >Then he jumped to his feet with fury in his face. "Eat it like a normal person, dammit!" >As soon as he said that, Rarity, who was sitting at the table behind Anon, stood up and conjured a warhammer made of diamonds. >She spun around and smash the weapon against the back of Anon's skull causing him to fall onto the table in front of him. >As soon as his body made contact with the table, Pinkie used her power to make it explode. >Anon shot through the roof where Rainbow and Applejack were waiting. >Rainbow used the momentum of her super speed to give Anon a flying kick while he was still airborne. >The kick sent Anon towards Applejack who balled up a fist and pulled her arm back. >When Anon reached her she gave him a mighty uppercut shooting him into the stratosphere where Twilight and Sunset were waiting in their angel forms. >They blasted Anon with beams of magic energy, shooting him back down and into the middle of the school's running track. >Fluttershy commanded some critters to pull Anon out of the crater and onto the grass where the all the girls were waiting. >They all looked down at Anon whose clothes were torn, charred, and covered in dirt. >"AW! Dangit! We couldn't kill him! He's not even bleeding!" Pinkie said with a huff. >Anon blankly stared into the sky past the girls lingering faces and coughed out a puff of smoke. "You all owe me a new sandwich." ~~~ >>32031751 https://cdn2.desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1520/78/1520786193182.jpg "So guys, when I was down the shop today I saw a dressing gown whilst buying clothes for my gal. Anyone got any critique? What'dya think?" "Posting it in here since this seems like the most relevant topic." >>32031779 https://cdn2.desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1520/78/1520786518695.jpg "Yep. Her name is Cherry Sundae. She's based off of an OC pony." >>32032017 >Be Cherry Sundae, one wasteland horse, a mercenary for hire >Daily life isn't a struggle like it is for some others, but I don't let myself become complacent. Laziness leads to death out here and I'll be damn sure I don't die to some raider >One day whilst doing my job, one of the local celebrity stallions takes notice of me, showers me with affection and attention. I can't help but give in and let him into where he wants to be >The sex is amazing, his feathers simply astounding, and the fact that he chose me! Just everything about him is perfect >He's going to go out on an adventure, so I follow. More sex, more fun, more danger, but its all worth it because I'm really falling for him >Life isn't perfect, here in the wasteland, but with my lover, it feels like we could make the perfect life for ourselves >Run into a zebra, who speaks in riddles and rhymes. Says something about "Hoobedy doobedy doo, a human I make of you!" >Zebra then blows some dust on me, but my lover beats him to the floor. We continue on our day, not sure what the fuck just happened but whatever. It wasn't poisonous because I'm not hurting or feeling ill in any way. >Go to sleep in my lover's hooves, happy as can be ... >Wake up the next day, something doesn't feel right >I can't feel my horn, nor my tail >My magic isn't working and all I can see is black >There's a loud humming, though there's no way of figuring out what it is. I now realize that my hooves feel... odd... and I can't move my legs, any of them! Or my neck! >I can feel my body, but I can't move it >Panic! >Time passes, nothing seems to happen, occasionally I feel like I'm being lifted and moved around but nothing really changes >All I can see is black >The constant darkness is both numbing and terrifying to me, I don't know what the fuck that zebra did, but I can't even hear my lover anywhere >Finally, the moving me around from place to place stops, I don't know where I am, but I think I'm at the end of the line >I thought I was at the end of the line... I thought wrong >My whole world is upside down now, even though I can't see, I can feel it >I keep banging on something. It feels like someone is taking me... up? >Now the noises have stopped, there's heavy breathing. Celestia damn it, what's going on!? >I can hear the sound of a knife on cardboard >I can see streaks of light! >I can SEE! >N-no... no... no no no. >Some large creature, taller than even a bloody bear, is staring at me with a smile >Is this it? Is this how I die? Eaten by some bear thing? >The bear thing takes off shackles that hold me down, stopping me from fighting... only, their removal doesn't change anything >He looks happy, excited and almost... caring? >Oh god what is going on! What is happening to me?! >I'm now sitting down and... OH GOD, IT JUST KISSED ME >Recoiling in horror at the thought, I... I can't move still, I can't recoil. It's looking at me with a smile "Hello, Cherry." >... >It knows... >It knows my name "I've been so excited to meet you, babe." >BABE?! >Now I'm scared. Where's my lover?! "Come here doll, let's get you sorted out." >Oh goddess what now? Celestia, Luna! HELP! >No help comes >It takes me to a cubical... and... oh, its a shower? >The bear thing showers me, powders me and smiles at me >I'm starting to enjoy the loving care and patience. Then it hits me. I can stand! I can stand up! I'm not completely paralyzed! >The warmth of the shower is so relaxing... >Hey, wait, what was that? >Get your hoof out of there! >That's better! Gosh, that's rude, shoving hooves in places uninvited! And worse, I feel a lot fuller now *Pomf* >Wait, why am I on the bed? >What are we going to do on the bed? "Mmmm, Cherry. Oh yes." >I realize now as he spreads my legs and bends them back against my chest >I have been turned into a sex doll >Two or three weeks have passed >My new lover has been taking adequate care of me, for now >Today he brought me new clothes! I'd been wearing the same ones for a little too long, I agree >Snuggling up in all of my new clothes was so much fun, and pictures! >Maybe being a sex doll ain't so bad after al-WAIT, THAT'S MY ASSHO- Editor's Note: See https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31990534/#32032330 for more Cherry Sundae. ~~~ >>32049468 >Wake up one morning >Seems darker outside than usual >Especially for 7 am >Open your eyes and find something is blocking the sunlight coming from the window >It's pinkie pies massive tits >"Wakey Wakey nonny" >She titslaps you as you lay in bed >You squirm out into the floor "Pinkiiiieee!" >"You know you like it!" ~~~ >>32102324 >Some foreign but well-off country. >Fluttershy never imagined a better life for herself until she found out about the portal. >Graduated from high school just a couple of years back. >Didn't think about getting a job but found some sturdiness in working as a worker in some dude's mansion. >Long story short, all she had to do was be really pretty and she could be there. >One of her friend's sisters, Marble Pie, got talked into doing it as well. >But they both learned what else they'd be doing when they signed the contracts. >The reason why none of the other girls who looked into it never fully applied because they could talk their way out of the awkward situation of the owner standing there and kindly encouraging the signature of the documents. >Marble and Fluttershy weren't very good at negotiating. >Their signatures went onto the paper. >And after that, the next couple of years of their future was set in stone whether they liked it or not. >Fluttershy and Marble have the job of tending to the mansion's owner. >Just around the house, but mostly in the bedroom. >There's no need to detail exactly what happens, but the girls tend to shower and tidy themselves up after they're done with their duties. >The times when they did this lost their spark over the years. >Both Fluttershy and Marble became unhappy with their lives. >They want to leave, but the contracts hold them in place at the mansion indefinitely. >Neither girl remembers this being in the contract, but it apparently said that all along. >Though Fluttershy knows she read the whole contract and would have remembered seeing that. >Sad part is, knowing her, she would have been pressured into signing anyway. >Now they're stuck here. >Under some local government mandate that reinforces the contract's power over them. >Unconditionally. >Fluttershy and Marble are required to be available to their master whenever he is around. >They later find out that he recently got a seat in the government. >One day, Fluttershy notices a small gap in the fence in the backyard garden. >It's probably just big enough to fit through, but people are watching her right now. >They go to bed during the night but so does Fluttershy when her master calls her. >She thinks of a plan. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #246- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31862991 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31917408 >It was over >Her tears were staining your collar, and a bit of her hair was tickling your nose >You wouldn't let her go yet. If you did, who knew when you'd hold somebody else? >Past her, rain pattered the only window in her kitchen >In the past, you'd looked out this window a million times, and now... for the last time >For a second you remember the loneliness of watching rain by yourself >You squeeze her a little harder >"Anon I want to say some words, I want to say some words but I can't say them..." >You know the words >Everyone knows the words >Usually, they're said BEFORE the mutual breakup >Despite your determination to remain steadfast, a little moisture blooms on your eyes "I know the words." >You hold for as long as you can, a minute that feels a lot shorter >And then you let her go >And put on your shoes >And walk to the door of her crappy apartment >And you stand on her step so that she's eye level with you, like all the other times you said goodbye, I'll see you soon >She follows, rubbing one elbow, fruitlessly rubbing away the red from her face "Goodbye Rainbow Dash." >She shakes her head, fighting more tears "Goodbye, Dashie." >She shakes harder, her hair a tangled rainbow of sadness "I love you." >Before she can throw herself in your arms, you turn and walk into the rain ~~~ >>31950560 >There is a bridge crossing a river, located just on the outskirts of the city. >You walk across it almost every day, but you seldom take the time to really look at it. >It’s just part of your daily trek home. >Occasionally you stop for a minute or two, leaning on the guardrail and watching the dark water flow between the pillars of reinforced concrete below. >It’s usually dark by the time you make your way home. >The bridge is devoid of traffic and everything is touched by the warm orange light of the overhead street lamps. >So you immediately notice the girl with the rainbow-colored hair sitting on top of the guardrail. >She has her back turned to you; her legs are dangling over the edge. >Her head hangs low, her sight apparently focused on the rippling waves far below her feet. >Shit. >You’re pretty far away from her, about 10 seconds of solid sprinting, by your judgment. >If you’d call out to her now and she decided to jump there’s no way you’d reach her in time. >So you keep walking, your hands in the pockets of your jacket, trying to maintain your speed and—for fuck’s sake—not succumb to your instincts and start running. >Your heart’s beating so fast you can hear your blood in your ears. >Your vision seems to shift and blur, making you see nothing but the strands of colorful hair just out of your reach. >You keep walking. >After what feels like minutes of focusing on your breathing, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other, you’ve closed the distance and are only a couple of meters away from her now. >She turns her head with a sudden jerk, a ragged breath of surprise escaping her. >You stop dead in your tracks. "H-hey... " you weekly try to calm the terrified girl, holding up your hands in a placating gesture. >She doesn’t answer. >Her head jerks back to the water, and back to you. "What are you doing?" >No answer. >Although you still haven’t moved since she saw you—with your hands still dumbly held up in the air—you’re probably close enough to rush her now. >If she started to let go you’d probably be fast enough to pull her back. >Probably. >Fuck, you still don’t want to risk it. "What’s your name?" >The girl turns to look at you again. >She’s not crying but you can see the red in her eyes. >You can see the messy strands of coiffured hair hanging around her face. >Her expression is entirely devoid of emotion, as if—inside—she has already gone through with what she’s attempting. >"... go away," she finally mumbles, her meek voice coming out as nothing more than a dry whisper. "I’m not going away," you reply quickly. "If I go away now you’ll die." >"I want to die, are you missing something?" >For what it’s worth, you saw her start to push herself forward even before she was fully executing the motion. >By the time her thighs leave the guardrail you’re already sprinting. >Reaching out to grab her—any part of her or her clothes you’d be able to—you can just feel the fabric of her hoody at the tip of your fingers. >Her name is Rainbow Dash. >You learned so later, at the police station. >She’s a high-school student. >They couldn’t tell you much more. >She didn’t appear to be suicidal, from what they could gather. >You sit on one of the benches at the station, a Styrofoam cup of steaming coffee next to you. >It tastes bad; the flavor is all but burned away and replaced with nothing but bitterness. >They offered you some doughnuts from the break room, but you didn’t want any. >It feels like you’ll throw up if you try to eat something. >The words of the officer are still playing in your head. >You shouldn’t take it too hard, he had said. >You did everything you could have done, and they were grateful to you for getting involved as much as you did. >You shouldn’t blame yourself. >Taking another sip of coffee, the beverage doing nothing to help the cold knot in your stomach, you look at the clock on the wall. >Almost 10:30. >They asked you to stay a bit longer, just in case any more questions would be coming up. >And, frankly, because they didn’t think you were in a state of mind to just walk out of here. >You can’t really argue. >When they came and told you, you didn’t understand. >You kept asking if you could see her; you wanted to make sure she’s fine yourself. >It took a few minutes until you got it. >You still haven’t. >Not really, if you’re honest. >"Sir?" >The officer from earlier is back, holding another form for you to fill out. >"If you could just fill in your contact details on this so we know how to reach you. Just in case something comes up." >You nod, taking the piece of paper off of him. >"And then I’d like to call you a cab to bring you home. This is a list of numbers you can call"—he hands you another piece of paper folded into a small brochure—"including, should you feel you need it at all, a contact for psychiatric counsel." "Thanks." >Your voice comes out much weaker than you thought it would. >Filling in your data and handing the form back to the officer, you drain the last of your coffee and follow him to the front desk. >You’re still a bit shaky on your legs but you try not to show it. >He’s about to pick up the phone when you stop him. "Is it okay if I walk?" >He musters you, the note of concern in his eyes not lost on you. "I feel it’d do me better to clear my head some." >Also the thought of riding in a car makes you nauseous again. >"Alright," he decides after a few more seconds, "straight home, understood?" "Yes, sir." >"And do make use of those contacts if you need them." >The night air is cool on your face. >The wind is blowing through your jacket, leaving you with little protection against the cold. >You’re on the bridge again. >You don’t really know why. >All you know is you couldn’t go home. >You’re leaning over the guardrail, watching the rough waves crash around the pillars below. >The street lamps still shine their orange light on everything, seemingly unfazed by what happened. >You stand in the same spot as before, letting the images flash through your mind again. >The weight of her body slowly shifting as she pushes forward. >Her shining heir catching the glow of the surroundings, sparkling in a million colors as the wind rushes through it. >Her name was Rainbow Dash. ~~~ https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1512/59/1512591225332.png >>31969509 >Pone Rarity is go flying through the air. >Pinkie thought her pony counterpart was somewhere else. >then there she was in rarity's arms. >Well this is bad. >Pone rarity kicks her hooves before falling to the floor. >Sprains hoof. >The others gasp. >"ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! I'm so sorry!" Says pinkie. Pone rarity holds back years but says she's alright >But her foreleg doesn't look alright. >Taken into the hospital. >Given treatment for a sprained hoof and foreleg. >She lays in the bed. >Human ponk goes up to her, hair deflated. >"So sorry, again." She says moping at the floor. >Human rarity is right behind her. >Giving her a disappointed look. >"Are you feeling okay?" she asks her pone self. >"I'm better." pone Rarity answers. "All is forgiven. it was an honest mistake." >She then thinks to herself. >"It would be nice if I had a glass of water right about now." >Before human Rarity can answer, both pinkie pies immediately appear with one glass of water each. >Rarity can get used to this. >Starts to get the two pinkie pies to do more things for her. >Hilarity ensues >Pinkie and pinkie are rushing back and forth getting all sorts of things for pony rarity even though she can use her horn magic to levitate shit. >No one asks her if she can still do that or not. >Her hoof soon gets better but she still plays it off like it still hurts. >Pinkie and pinkie are having fun being assistance to Rarity. >Human rarity catches onto this and starts to pretend she's falling ill. >Gets pampered too. ~~~ >>31974959 >You are Anonymous >And your life is unusual sometimes >You've been asked out by your longtime stalker, Pinkie Pie >She said that if you agreed, she would stop trying to steal your underwear during gym >It's not much, but it's a start >So it is that you're sitting across from each other at a local diner >You had planned to make this a quick in and out >But then Pinkie said something that absolutely blew your mind "Now hold on a second." >You raise a hand and wipe the milkshake off your upper lip >Putting on a suspicious glare, you scowl "Rewind. What?" >Pinkie Pie giggles and clasps her hands >"Oh Nonnapuss, you're so goofy with your catchphrases." "None of that right now, Pinko; what's the deal with your superpower?" >"Well, you know how I can store things in my hair like Gizmo Man from the Super Globetrotters?" >Your glare deepens, but she waves you off with a smile and a singsong tone >"Anyway, I found out that not only can I store THINGS in my hair, but I can store PEOPLE too! See, watch." >Pinkie flags down your waitress >She's a dumpy, middle-aged, wearing years of hard work in a diner >"Excuse me, could you check to see if I have anything stuck back here?" >The waitress sighs and leans closer >Winking at you, Pinkie shuts her eyes tight >And that's when her hair snaps to life >With the hiss of hair moving and a lewd 'slorp!' sound, the waitress is gone in an instant >Your eyes widen as the strange girl throws her arms wide >"Ta-da!" "Pinkie, you-" >Wetting your lips, you struggle to find the right words >She's strange! >She's weird! >She's- "Hey, Pinks?" >A slow smile spreads across the girl's face as she rolls her shoulders >"M'yes?" "Why do you look like you're smuggling melons in your shirt?" >"I thought you'd never ask!" >Grinning from ear to ear, she leans over and whispers >"It's an extra perk of my superpower. I get to borrow boobies from girls in my hair!" >Rocking back on her rump, she flutters her eyes at you >"So, Nonny. Tell me. Do you like big and busty girls, just, like, me? Or do I not 'stack up' quite yet? Because I could change that. I could change that SO easily." >Gulping, you cough and avert your eyes ever so slightly "That, uh, it's a really neat trick, Pinks. But, you probably shouldn't go around, you know, eating people with your hair. Especially not to get a couple cup sizes." >"Oh?" >Pinkie wets her lips and leans forward again, putting her newfound cleavage on full display >"Why's that, Nonnallama?" >Sweat beads on your forehead as the weight of her gaze pulls down on you "Because people have lives and you're basically abducting them." >Pinkie gives that a moment of thought and then bobs her head >"Okie dokie." >Wait >That's it? >Pinkie starts rummaging around in her hair and then shoots you a teasing smile >"You sure you don't want to try them out first? They feel reeeeeally good!" >And that is how your very unusual, bizarre relationship with Pinkie Pie began. >you and Pinkie cross paths with a female mugger while walking home >after some back and forth, the mugger loses patience and goes in to give you a bit of a poke with her knife >Pinkie throws herself in front of you to shield you, turning her back (and hair) to the assailant >slorp >the knife clatters on the ground as you open your eyes to see your guardian angel >"I hope it's okey-dokey with you, Nonny, but I'm gonna keep her in there for a while. She's gonna be super ticked off when she gets out! And besides..." >she steps back, revealing herself to now be an E-cup >"You like my boobies big, don't you Nonnapuss?" >You're still in a bit too much shock from the near-death experience for her words to fully register, though "Pinks, you... saved me." >instinctively, you go in for a tight hug >"Ooh, I did, didn't I? And I used my superpower too! Does this mean I'm a superhero now? Should I get a costume? Maybe Rarity can make one for me. With lots of chest room. And what should my name be? The Hair Avenger? No, that's silly. What about..." >Pinkie's voice trails off in your mind as you keep holding her >You never thought a girl like her could make you feel so safe >also goddamn her tits feel nice ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #244- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31691699 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31700169 >Trixie always wanted to have more power at school. >Even snuck into the principal's office once and tried to impersonate Celestia. >Tells all of the students "attention students: it is now mandatory that everyone attends the great and powerful Trixie's magic show this afternoon" >Everyone looks at each other puzzled, this is very unlike their principal to suddenly be like this. >But this works. >The real Celestia is confused when she sees all the students going to the school auditorium. >She was outside doing something when Trixie snuck into her office. >What are they doing? >Has to fish out the students going there and herd them back to their classes. >Goes to the auditory to find a befuddled Trixie wondering why the seats aren't filling up. >Tells Trixie "My office. Now!" >Trixie throws a smoke bomb and disappears off of the stage. >Her parents are called. >Told to come to the school. >Celestia is sending people around the school looking for Trixie and searching a little herself. >Trixie sneaks into Celestia's office again and calls her own parents. >"We're sorry. It looks like your daughter wasn't actually involved. We are closing early today to settle this. Please pick up your daughter right away." >They come to the school and drive Trixie home. >Don't even find out what really happened until later that night. >The other students learn about this later in the week. >This was the real disappearing act all along. ~~~ https://cdn2.desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1515/66/1515669257718.png >>31708418 >Be human Rarity >Get home from dealing with more mystical "friendship" adventures with musical numbers and interdimensional portals >You know, normal Thursday >Head to Sweetie Belle's room to check up on her >See this What do? >>31711745 "Sweetie, this is unbelievable!" >"Uh oh..." "I can't believe you would do something so... disgusting! It's positively dreadful, darling!" >"But you do this sort of thing all the time, Rarity!" "Nonsense. When was the last time you saw me smoke?" >"Wait, -that's- what you're mad about? Not the, you know..." "Of course not, darling. I couldn't care less about what you do with your body. But that... thing is going to ruin the curtains and upholstery!" >"But Rarity, it's not even-!" "No buts! Hand it over." >>31711782 Is that a vape pen she has? >>31711807 Looks like it to me, it's just not one of those faggy oversized "muh Clouds" one that you normally see hipster sucking on. >>31726633 >Sweetie Belle has picked up this habit for the past few months >She bought a vape pen recently >First it was a little one, now it's the thing the size of a water bottle >Rarity barely knew about this >All Sweetie told her was that she was keeping up with the newest trends >Rarity thought it was fashion trends >Wonders why Sweetie started wearing a fedora >"Darling are you sure that's in?" >Sweetie thinks Rarity is talking about the vape bottle she has that looks like a flask of alcohol >"Trust me, practically all of the rising underground is doing it. It's about to be BIG!" >Rarity starts wearing fedoras >Adds them to her fashion lines >Creates a new trend of fedoras for women >It's actually not bad if it's done right >Sweetie Belle buys the stuff from the new trend >Most popular vaper in her group of friends >Rarity finally starts to notice what vape pens truly are >Like weeks later >She matches up to Sweetie Belle's room and tells her no smoking in the house >Sweetie is caught in bed with two boys >Thinks Rarity is mad at her for getting drunk every weekend and fucking guys from college >No it's the fucking vape pen >Rarity thinks it's messing up the curtains or whatever the fuck >Forces Sweetie to get rid of all her vape stuff >Sweetie thinks it's the whole style >Rarity says "it's out of style" but only means the vape pens to protect her home decor >Sweetie Belle thinks that since Rarity said fedoras are out of style then it must be true >Because of the fashion industry and rarity being a thing >Both fedoras and vape pens get less popular >Now people have turned to other shit >No one gives a fuck about vaping or fedoras anymore >tfw it was all because of Rarity and Sweetie misunderstanding each other >>31727270 >Years go by. >Fashion trends come and go, but it's entirely because of Rarity and Sweetie Belle doing all of the shit that they've done. >One day, Sweetie was drinking out of a shoe. >Cherry limeaide. >Rarity walks up to her and gasps. >"Sweetie, what on God's green earth are you doing?" She slaps her hands onto her cheeks and widens her eyes. "You'll stain the inside!" >"Oh, come on!" Sweetie Belle replies. "Why does it even matter that the inside is stained?! No one will see it anyway." >"No buts! Hand it over!" >"But Rarity!" >"No. Buts!" >"This is MY shoe!" >Rarity eventually gets Sweetie Belle to hand it over. >This is when Sweetie Belle misses the good old days when she was dealing with Vape and Vape accessories. >The old days when fashion was simpler. >... >Months later. >The new trend has arrived; lampshades on the head in public to show that you're fun and like to party. >Sweetie is at the mall with her friends. >Rarity walks up to her after appearing out of thin air. >"Rarity what the fuck?" >"No fucks! Hand it over!" >"I'm 26!" >"No! Fucks! Hand over the lampshade before you get light bulb radiation poisoning." >"That's not even a thing!" >Rarity soon wins and gets the lampshade. >Hangs it over her windowsill since that's the new home decor trend. >This fucking family. >>31744882 >Years later, they're in their early 20's. >Rarity and Sweetie Belle compete in selling their clothing merch. >They can use any means for gaining a fanbase whether it be magazines, TV, the internet, anything. >Who eventually wins and why? >>31745724 >Sweetie Belle teams up with other CMC and makes YouTube channel and other social media accounts >Starts getting in touch with the younger generation and building a stupidly loyal fan base >They're all easily brainwashable children >Starts doing all sorts of toxic trends and shit to get views and more fans >Most popular on site >Sells merch more than Rarity because the kids are stupid and will buy anything from their idol >There are also more of the kids >Less older people with critical thought of why they should buy something >Rarity can't compete; too mature >Sweetie wins, no contest >>31746264 >Sweetie wins... at first >Then, one day, Sweetie goes too far >Puts one of her new line of hats on a dead guy she finds during a walk or some shit >Account gets a strike against it for that sort of shit >Her fuck-up goes viral >Fanbase cut in half within a week >Remaining half of fanbase is as hardcore stupidly loyal as it gets >But is just slightly too small to keep giving her the edge against Rarity ~~~ >>31733150 >Luna is nocturnal. >Her skin is also pale as all fuck. >Sleeps all day and only goes outside in the dark of night. >Her sister Celestia is tan and spends time outside all day every day. >Celestia gets laid more than Luna because of this. >Luna gets jealous. >Wants to figure out how to tan her skin when she's only awake when there's no sunlight. >Desperately tries to save up for a tanning booth. >Later hears that those things cause skin cancer. >Scratches out that idea. >Looks up at the moon one night. >Remembers that moonlight is just reflected sunlight. >Takes up moonbathing instead of sunbathing. Does it work? >>31734206 >Luna finds a nice moonbathing spot >On an abandoned beach where no-one goes, especially at night >No people around, so she strips completely naked for an even tan and lays down, letting the moonlight hit her >Doesn't actually do anything, but she swears to herself she can feel the moonlight on her >Feels like something is happening to her skin >Checks herself out in the mirror after a week of this >Doesn't have a "before" picture, but she's certain her skin is a fraction of a shade darker >Both the belief her skin has darkened slightly and the increasing comfort with stripping naked in what is ostensibly a public space boosts her confidence >One night, a guy happens upon her on the beach >Instead of covering up, Luna asks if he's there to moonbathe as well >>31747331 >Luna soon realizes that there is more to life than getting laid >She can do so much at night with the amount of free she has >Decides to start going surfing >It's night surfing so everything is a little dark >But Luna found a good use for the moonlight instead of her using it to try and tan her skin >She uses it to see her way around the ocean ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #243- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31495403 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31592274 >Principal Celestia welcomes the new students to the school. >One of them is some 20-something-year-old dude who got held back tons of times and came back after some time to finish school. >He just wants to get his diploma so he can get a decent job to sustain himself. >But he doesn't know shit. >Not disciplined at all. >Never does his homework. >Failing literally everything, just name it. >Principal Celestia just so happens to think this guy is kinda cute. >Scratch that, she thinks he's really cute. >Knows how desperate he is. >Really can't afford to have him come back again and again, but still wants him to graduate. >Sees through the school private internet connection that the computer he accesses goes to almost nothing but porn sites. >Gets wind that he said he'll totally tap her if he got the chance but is convinced that this is just dumb wishful thinking. >She calls him to her office one day. >Maybe they can help each other out here. >He sits in the chair and can't stop looking down at Principal Celestia's chest. >She doesn't care, this is the direction she's about to take this in anyway. ~~~ https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1426/70/1426701182338.png >>31593761 >"Ok Anon, Trixie will see you at the Natatorium after school!" "But I have a thing with Rainbow Da-" >As you were about to say to Trixie that you promised Dash that you will watch the soccer team's scrimmage after school, Trixie swiftly ran across the hall to her next class. >Great just great... >You can't say no to Dash because she'll obviously gonna kick your ass >Aswell as Trixie because she made people's lives a living hell according to your peers >You're dead meat >But both of you aren't even close she just spurted out that she wanted you to join her on her swimming practice. >You'll probably just tell her after school that you will probably won't make it. >Too much shit to handle on my plate right now. >You'll deal with this later because right now you spazzed out for at least 3 minutes in the halls not noticing that you're tardy for your next class. "Shit." ~~~ >>31602748 >He almost made it to the end of the year. >No Nut November was a success. >Halfway through December was an even bigger success. >It was starting to look like he was going to pass the chastity test. >With flying colors. >Halloween was the first challenge for him; those Dazzlings tried to convince him to go to a party with them. >He was the tallest, most muscular guy there. >Who couldn't even remember how they talked him into going. >But there he was with Sonata grinding up against him. >Everyone wondered why he left so early, but it didn't matter to them after another minute. >They probably didn't even remember many days and then weeks later. >He had started to participate in No Nut November as an entry training type of deal. >Something to sync up with and build a tolerance. >Of course, Sonata had told the other Dazzlings about how he didn't want to dance with her at a party. >They both do and don't like it when a guy plays hard to get. >Ready to strike back at a moments notice whenever they get the chance. >But those chances became slime and far and few between. >Scarce little instances in isolation from inconvenience. >Aria was the only one to see him on Black Friday. >"Come to the changing room with me." She told him, holding bags of new outfits across the length of her arms. >He denied, knowing what awaited in those otherwise empty changing rooms. >He knew where she wanted this to lead. >Left the mall, steering clear of the sin that was trying to break down his walls. >The cult leader a few days before Halloween warned him about this. >Witches ready to take his chastity away as soon as they sensed him beginning to gain it. >It's a risky game. >Very risky game to play when his pride is only living day by day as he almost goes crazy on the inside. >Can't easily hide what he's feeling, queasy in the knees when he tries to lie but restraint is key. >This is where it gets hard, two ways. >But surrendering isn't on the plate, he'll keep pushing until... well there isn't supposed to be anything after the 'until'. >That's not an option, but here he is in December, made it through the past month remembering when he felt like crumbling but thundered to the finish line... so far. >Now here he is, Christmas is right around the corner, and the three sirens tantalizing him with something he must never have. >Now the party is a New Year's party, and he's starting to feel like retreating away into his room and get drunk like a true 22-year-old should. >He's holed up at the store buying eggnog when they approach him once more. >Acting like this is the beginning of a porn flick. >Adagio was obviously told. >She has that grin, the grin that tells him that something is brooding inside that head of hers. >Here it goes, it begins. >Aria and Sonata beside her, looking at him put the eggnog in the cart. >"You coming to the New Y-" >"Yes!" He answers abruptly. "All my friends are there!" >They didn't care how abrasive his answer was. >The prize is on their minds, and they're just waiting for the payoff to happen for all the time he outsmarted their advances. >He won't stay chaste for long; they let him go to checkout and wander out into the cold of the winter day. >Keeping in mind all the times he pushed them away. >How no one of them could corner him because he was that much stronger and could escape too easily. >He always was the tallest most muscular guy around. >The Dazzlings, as a result, always wanted him more than anything more after he showed them the challenge it took to take him. >But he doesn't know what far the girls will actually go. >He expects them to give up but their determination only grows with difficulty he gives. >The Dazzlings know this, not seeing any comparison of the presents they get on Christmas morning to what they're going to get from him at the New Year's party. >Meanwhile, he sits alone on Christmas day drinking eggnog like he always does, looking forward to seeing his bros at the party. >A day goes by. >Another day. >And another day still. >Oh look, the party is tomorrow. >He knows that he's going to make it to the new year. >These Dazzlings got nothing on him. >Absolutely nothing. >But oh boy are they going to try, he could see it in their eyes every time they spoke. >It was slightly ominous to an extent but he ignored it. >They will never take away his chastity, the cult leader will have every reason in the world to be pleased. >Every reason to be proud, that one of his students had such a great challenge of resilience. >Today is the day of the party. >The guy brings his eggnog proudly, waltzes through the door with a big smile. >Starts chatting with his fellow strongmen. >They all heard about the Dazzlings trying to jump him multiple times. >They laugh, knowing he's wrestled guys almost twice their size and won. >Some almost urge him to just go through with it and get with one of them, but are reminded upon him declining that he's taken a pledge of chastity. >Not only this, but this is his house. >He's the one throwing the party and was the one who went out to get himself some extra eggnog for the holiday cheer and depression that ensues once the worst month starts up in but a few hours. >This is gonna be a long cold ride. >Party continues... 3 hours until midnight. >2 and a half. >2. >Now we're in business. >Fellas getting drunk together and partaking in basic dialogue and conversation amongst one another. >And he starts to become reclusive when he sees the Dazzlings whispering to each other. >He never even saw they come in. >Had complete control of the situation until he missed their entry. >Should have caught it. >Usually does. >But this time was different, to his dismay. >They got into his house and he didn't see it. >Hopefully he'll see it when they leave. >He doesn't like the looks they're giving him. >And they know he doesn't like seeing it, making sure to be three of the last people there at the party. >Of course, New Year's culminates into a great night for everyone. >The ball drops on TV behind Anderson Cooper and NotKathyGriffin. >The bands play All Star. >The security guards have the crowds under a giant fucking microscope. >Such a wonderful time, hoo-hah the whole world works. >The Dazzlings were whispering things to each other as people started to leave. >The guy managed to get his bro to eavesdrop for him before leaving; they're planning to drink the last of his eggnog out of the fridge to get revenge for him turning them down so many times. >This is where he draws the line. >He's not letting them take his eggnog. >They can tantalize him all they want, but he doesn't want to give them the luxury of having even a small victory for their sinful ways. >In a last move of desperation, he rushes to the fridge. >First to check on the eggnog. >Then to drink the rest of it so the Dazzlings have nothing to get him back with right before leaving. >And boy, are they the last people there besides himself. >Only four people in this house now. >Everyone else is at least a mile away at this point. >They all look at him before going to the fridge to take a look. >He just stares at them with a smug grin on his face, ready to retreat to his room with nothing valuable left downstairs. >He has one last cup of the eggnog in his hand just to cheekily drink it right in front of them before it's all gone. >This is the first time the Dazzlings stood right in front of him the whole night. >Just realized that they didn't dress up in any fancy clothes, just put on their regular outfits due to the fact that they didn't come here for the sole intent to party. >At least not in the same way as everyone else. >"Looking for something?" He giggles, making sure all three of the Dazzlings watch him chug down the last of the eggnog. >They just stand there quietly, watching their plan blossom into action. >He starts to get confused. >Really confused. >Like... dazed and confused. >He says... "What you so happy about?" >"Nothin'" Sonata reaches into her top and pulls out a mistletoe from her cleavage. "Hey, you forgot to spend Christmas with us." >"No... I didn't. I spent Christmas sad and alone because that's how the meme works." >"Well it's time to make up for that." Aria steps forward, ready to grab his thick arms. >Of course, he's able to push her aside with no problem the first time around. >But the dazed and confused feeling isn't getting any better. >What the fuck is going on? >The empty eggnog container lies on the floor. >Now with obvious fumes of more than just the eggnog rising from it. >Well it's impossible that they fucked with his eggnog. >He didn't even open it until after they came in... whenever that was... >... >When did they come in? >Even though he didn't know the first time, the thought about when the Dazzlings entered somehow slips even further away from him as Sonata wraps her arms around him. >"You're taking the Vodka pretty well." Compliments Aria. >What the fuck is she talking about? >Adagio moved to stand behind him in case he turns around to make a run for it. >All the Dazzlings have to do is wait. >"Congrats, you made it to the new year without having sex with anyone." Adagio starts to give him a shoulder rub. >She feels how tones he is, and it's making her only more assertive with her advances. >The more this guy exists in their arms, the more their hands want to do. >Especially when he panics and breaks free for a brief moment. >He's going to need to make it to his room stat. >"What did you put in my eggnog?" >"Don't worry about it, it's not surprising you already forgot what Aria said." Adagio's arms go back around his waist. "We just need a little something from you." >All of the memory of what his cult told him is blurring, he can hardly comprehend what is occurring. >He turns to run but the girls pull him back again. >The mistletoe is in Aria's hand now; she holds it above his head as Sonata hugs him from the front. >"You made it to January." Adagio murmurs from behind. "But it won't be through January." >The cult means nothing to her. >It means nothing to any of the Dazzlings. >All they care about is what they want. >And all they want for Christmas is him. >He tries to call out but no one's around, his strength meaningless when his brain and body can't coordinate. >The room spins, and he's soon almost falling to the floor. >Now the Dazzlings help him stand up more than his legs do, but at a certain cost. >At least the cult never said a damn thing about kissing. >Sonata's lips mash with his but there's still hope. >He made it two months but it's about to be much longer. >They can't unlock his door. >All he has to do is break free, make it upstairs in a dash, beating them away with whatever strength he has left and the cult's word holds strong. >Sonata's voice tickles him as she kisses him, she locks him into her arms. >Adagio reaches around from behind and grabs him by the junk. >Sonata deepens the kiss and slides her hands along his back, letting her large breasts push against him. >Adagio feels him start to become erect in his pants, fingers desperately looking for the fly to undo. >Aria reaches down her own pants with one hand, and her free, cleaner, hand keeping the mistletoe above the others. >Enjoying what she sees, enjoying watching Adagio's hands dive past the boxers and make him jump abruptly in place. >Adagio wears an extremely thirsty expression now. >She lets Sonata back him and her up to the kitchen counter, kissing the back of his neck, breathing down it like a velociraptor up against its prey. >He knows he can't give up, he's stronger than these three for fuck's sake. >Well, not when he's drunk as fuck. >Shitfaced drunk, he manages to push Sonata off by a fluke, now hard as a diamond as Adagio stimulates him. >Doesn't even bother pulling his pants or boxers back up yet; too inebriated. >Stumbles with his erect dick out flinging around like a wacky waving inflatable armed tube man, he falls to the floor a few steps from the stairs. >He's free, and now tries to make his boner go away before hiding because he's drunk and incapable of rational thought. >Rolls onto his back to find the Dazzlings slowly walking after him, ever so calmly. >He has a whole flight of stairs to climb. >Adagio smiles and chuckles to herself. >The other two girls do the same. >He looks up in terror, backing away from them on the floor, barely managing to pull his pants all the way back over his protruding cock. >Adagio locks the front door and closes the blinds. >He's on the first couple of stairs now. >Sonata undoes the front of her top, licking her lips. >She pulls her top to the side and yanks down her bra to free her nipples. >Aria slips out of her vest and pulls her top down too, not even having a bra to pull down with it. >The strongman on the stairs can only get harder in his sloppily pulled up pants, the Dazzlings have gained the upper hand this time. >Right as Adagio begins to undo her own clothes, he snaps and makes a surprise break for it up the entire length of the stairs. >His pants fall down in the process, prompting the Dazzlings to stare at his ass as it runs away from them. >Making them want him only twice as much. >They'll stop at nothing now, but they do not run after him. >He thinks he got a head start at the cost of all of his energy, and now he's in his room slamming the door. >There is no energy left within him. >Only just enough to make that lock click so quickly after the door is closed. >His heart now beating out of his chest. >Lungs heaving, every ounce of him praying that the Dazzlings are gonna be leaving. >The muffled voices approach the other side of the locked door. >"So how exactly did you get one of his spare keys?" Asks Aria. >"Don't worry about it." Adagio replies as the click of the lock fill the room right as the strongman retreats to the closet after sliding the window open. >That was pretty much the last rational thought he's going to have tonight. >All three fo the Dazzlings storm the room, instantly noticing the open window and looking out of it. >"No footprints in the snow." Infers Adagio as she points over to the closed closet doors. >The doors are pulled open, and low and behold, there he is on the floor surrounded by coats and stuff, hands between his legs trying to make his erection cease. >Six hands grab him and stand him up out of the closet. >They walk him over to the bed before the door is slammed and locked for a second time. >The same is done to the window. >The light is turned on almost as much as the Dazzlings are. >The blinds are closed and the New Year's fun really begins. >He tries to wrestle himself free even though he knows full well he has nowhere left to run to. >Too clumsy and dizzy to even grab his own pants before Adagio pulls at them. >Powerful thighs pin his legs down; they fail to kick. >Adagio's gloved hand, having learned from a few minutes ago, knows how to reach under and get to the erect member even faster this time. >Girl doesn't even realize she's drooling a little. >Not sure if she's more thirsty or more hungry. >She'll quench both in due time; Adagio lets Aria and Sonata hold him down by the arms atop the bed while she pulls his pants down with only one hand. >The other hand stroking a long shaft, the movements making her own loosened top fall down from her slim upper body. >Sonata captures his arm between her thighs to restrain him and keep her own hands free. >His fingers are pulled up into her skirt and mashed against her increasingly moist panties. >She's inflicting all the arousal she can on him, making up for all the time he hid it. >Fuck this cult bullshit. The Dazzlings always get what they want in the end. >His pants now bunch up at his ankles, like the tops of all three girls at their waists like jumbled belts of fabric. >They lean down into him, body heat shared as their upper arms brush past each other's bare, swaying breasts in front of his face. >All looking down at the member they ambush. Rushed him into his room until he had no energy left or anywhere to escape to. >He can't even sit up being pinned to the bed this much. >Sonata gives him another kiss on the lips as Aria lifts his shirt up his body. >He feels Aria's hands grab everywhere on his muscles, all of them useless when he's weakened by alcohol. >Aria interrupts Sonata's kissing, jutting her face between the two of them and snatching the mistletoe from Sonata's hand. >Reclaiming what she held before, Aria kisses him even deeper than Sonata was. >Makes the back of his head sink into the sheets, slithering her tongue into his mouth. >She grunts and gropes his pecks with desperately horny hands, in more heat than Arizona in the middle of Summer. >He feels her basically lick away at the inside of his mouth, swapping saliva with him with the taste of Vodka shared between two tongues. >She doesn't want to go easy on him, he's held off from her for too long. >Now she traps his right arm between her thighs, as Sonata does the same to his left. >Aria leans over and keeps on kissing him, breathing directly onto his face with her scent filling his nose. >Loosens her belt and lets her pants slip down from her waist. >It slips further as she aggressively hounds on him from on top, sucking his face as she begins to involuntarily moon the closed blinds. >Sonata forces his fingers past her panties and into her vulva underneath. >He tries to pull away but she's not letting him regain any semblance of purity. >She and Aria let the last of their own clothes fall off their bodies before sitting the guy up and holding him against their nude torsos. >They plunge him into a state of arousal and an impossible-to-deny want for more. >His arms are mostly freed but his hands remain caught between legs. >Now enveloped in two nether regions with no hope of pulling the trembling fingers out. >Aria and Sonata take turns giving him competitive kisses on the lips and lick the sides of his neck as he watches Adagio shed the rest of her clothes off. >Adagio watches Aria and Sonata rip his shirt apart as she sits there helplessly in their grasp. >They fondle his body as he's made to fondle them between their legs. >Adagio doesn't feel the need to stroke his dick anymore, she had an idea that will help things last longer. >He doesn't even think to slip his hands-free after they're slippery enough from juices to do so, his brain is spinning but not enough to not comprehend what the Dazzlings are doing to him next. >Adagio puckers up her lips as Aria and Sonata use the little string on the mistletoe to tie it around his neck. >He doesn't exactly hear what Adagio says to him, but she essentially tells him something about kissing under the mistletoe. >Adagio's sultry voice floats first into his ears, then vibrates through her lips onto the underside of the shaft. >It twitches upon contact, which makes Adagio kiss even deeper. >Now Sonata and Aria hold his arms still as they start to try to flail around... try to. >Adagio lifts her own ass into the air and mashes her lips onto the rod of meat against her face. >Her arms lock around his waist as though they were her legs. >Running her tongue along the rim of the head, sending shocks through his body. >He can barely move now, only feeling her breath against his tip as the lips resume their smooching where they left off. >It's making him go crazy down there, Adagio playing with her food before she puts it in her mouth. >Her full, luscious lips gliding along that underside, unable to resist planting a kiss everywhere they touch. >And that moaning she's letting out is only speeding up his journey to the climax. >He feels her voice on his shaft. It makes him buck his hips upward without trying. >Like playing with a tuning fork. >Adagio takes a free hand and reaches down to her own crotch. >Giving herself another reason to moan louder. >Aria lets her pants fall past her knees, getting off with his hand trapped between her thighs. >She and Sonata watch each other while taking excited glances down to where Adagio's mouth does its gentle work. >He breathes heavily as he watches the siren edge him closer. >Tries to shut his legs after her poofy hair tickles his inner thighs, but that only makes it tickle more as her head rests between his legs. >Spreading his legs more only gives Adagio more room to move her head around. >There is no escape. >"I guess Dagi's going first?" Asks Aria. >"Looks like it." Sighs Sonata. >He can't hold back. >Adagio's lips pounce on the entire underside of his shaft; there's no escaping this. >The other two Dazzlings hold him close to keep him in place. >There's a little bit of melodic humming coming from Adagio before she starts making herself come closer to cumming. >It turns to soft but amorous moans. >Unable to find a tune from being so unsteadily excited. >She presses her chin into his balls, smearing her lips and tongue up from the base to the tip, but only on the underside where it counts the most. >Then does the same to just the tip where it counts even more than the most. >Adagio is all about this man's manhood, putting it under her full authority. >Shoving her face into it with the taste taking her into a state that makes her gloved hand do things to herself down there she would never have thought to do otherwise. >Her own legs shiver, despite Adagio being on her knees. >Upon the soft bed. >The sheets moistening with the evidence of lovemaking. >Aria and Sonata keep their lips glued to his, now doing what could best be described as a three-way kiss. >Their tongues invade his lips even more easily this time. >His once strong body fails to break free, pinned to the damp and heated sheets that collect the collective scents of the Dazzlings and their relentless revenge. >He tries to speak, to plea to at least not be made to cum, but his lips cannot form words with Aria and Sonata kneading them with their mouths. >Their tongues hold his on either side, two cats got his tongue. >No way to voice an objection, he is at the full mercy of Adagio's lips on him. >There's no way she won't set him free with any self-dignity, not after being ignored for so long. >She goes all in, sensing his desperate bargain for her to stop in the whimpers against Aria's and Sonata's lips. >She knows how close he is, soon pushing him to the point where the slightest touch will send his cock exploding with seed. >Mercilessly planting a kiss on the sensitive tip. >He begs without words, knowing she has all the power to officially make him worthy of excommunication from the cult, if he weren't already. >She plants a longer kiss anyway, ignoring his cries like he ignored her. >He's breathing so fast, coated in sweat. >Hoping that she will have mercy since she dragged this out for so long. >But that notion shatters after Adagio makes her decision from staring at the drip of precum on the tip. >She tastes it, wanting more from where that came from. >Adagio traps the head with her lips wrapped around it. >Wanting nothing more than the most gentle of movements to decide this guy's fate. >Her tongue rubs along the tip inside her mouth and he thrusts his hips forward, losing the control he never had in the first place. >No, Adagio is not going to swallow. >Hot bursts of semen follow one another closely, frequently. >Coating the inside of Adagio's mouth. >Filling it like crippling defeat fills the strongman. >Adagio holds the massive load in her mouth, retaining two months worth of cum to sit herself up with. >She straightens her back. >Grabbing her petite breasts and squeezing them in a fit of arousal as the taste makes her climax herself. >She doesn't weakly fall onto him. >She hammers herself onto him hard enough to make the bed creak and slide across the carpet. >Aria and Sonata make way, holding the mistletoe above his head as Adagio grabs the side of his face. >Leans down and delivers a kiss of metaphorical death. >Mashing into his face and forcing his own load into his own mouth. >This makes Adagio's eyes light up with the glow of cloud nine. >She loves watching his inebriated gaze go blank then into a full-blown panic as the cum dribbles onto his face. >Aria waits until Adagio manages to scoop some of it back out of his mouth with her tongue. >Adagio sits up and puts her hand behind Aria's head. >Shares what she gathered with the other girl as Sonata goes into him next. >They start to feel each other's bodies up as the night slowly drags on. >The sounds of making out is the only sound to be heard from his room for god knows how long. >Aria and Sonata soon go back to holding his hands down with their thighs as they kiss their lips all over Adagio's bare body. >Adagio hugs their heads against herself, stroking their hair as they pull away for a second and let strings of his load bridge from Adagio's erect nipples. >Sonata puts two fingers in Aria's mouth, letting the other girl suck on them for a moment before pulling them out and slipping the same fingers past Aria's other lips. >They both do this to each other for some time until they get each other off once again. >His bountiful load the perfect lubricant. >Adagio locks her legs around his waist and lets the still erect dick pass between her vulva. >It slips in and finds itself in a hot pocket of moisture that makes Adagio moan every time it's touched. >She humps and she grinds on top of him. >He's still conscious, witnessing everything happening to him on top of him. >Adagio just happily sighs now, making him cum inside of her with a few more thrusts and her legs locked around his waist like a giant vice. >Her thighs keeping his wild hips from jolting at all. >The climax only rocks his body from the inside without him able to express it through moving. >All the cum should be out by now, what with everything Adagio has done up to this point. >Now, the strongman is completely limp everywhere except for his dick. >The Dazzlings move him around at their own will. >Aria slips her pants off of her ankles and rides him next. >She yelps quietly after feeling how big he truly is, putting his hands on her sides as she starts to hop up and down with his dick inside of her. >The bed starts to squeak again. >Adagio and Sonata kiss him all over his exhausted body as Aria works out another load from him. >Sonata leans back as Adagio enviously locks her cum drenched lips onto her nipple. >Right above the guy. >By the time he cums once again, he falls unconscious. >From a combination of many guessable things. ~~~ https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1507/36/1507369364213.png >>31624954 >Starlight Glimmer has her usual three-scoop ice cream at the mall. >Her outfit looks exactly like pic related. >It's no surprise her breasts jiggle with each step she takes. >Rarity, Applejack and Rainbow Dash are following her around making sure she learns the ways of human life as opposed to being a unicorn. >They're all surprised how brazen Glimmer is for wearing such a low cut top in public. >If they assumed that she knew better, it would have been like she was trying to show off her cleavage to the whole world on purpose. >But it's not like they're complaining; it's a pretty nice view. >The best part is that Starlight doesn't even know why everyone keeps glancing at her tits. >She just thinks everyone's being extra friendly to her in this strange new world where people wear clothes more often for some reason. >The tower of ice cream suddenly topples over and lands right in the crevice of Glimmer's luscious cleavage. >The chilling cold of the ice cream sends shivers through Glimmers body, and she gets goosebumps all over. >Her three friends take her to the women's washroom; no one else is there. >Pour some water on her chest and begin wiping away the ice cream that got on her. >Glimmer's shivering; they all group hug her for warmth. >Start groping her tits as they get the last of the ice cream off. >Glimmer assumes this is normal but is getting nervous anyway. >Her top is so low cut that her nipples slip out a little whenever the other girls scrub at the damp shirt. >It only tempts them more, they start putting their hands directly onto Starlight's skin and squeeze her breasts. >Glimmer blushes as hands reach further under. >Their fingers start playing with Glimmer's erect nipples, having been freezing cold from the ice cream. >Starlight Glimmer is told that they're just warming her nipples back up. She's not sure if she believes it. >Especially after she feels someone tugging downward at the front of her pants. >...Are they kissing her? >Glimmer believes the little story she's being told less and less. >They're putting their hands on her shoulders, reaching under her shirt there and pulling her bra straps to the side. >Glimmer is almost certain she can feel light kisses being planted on the side of her neck as she's backed up against the wall. >A hand feels her abdomen where it's bare and her bellybutton is showing. >The hand goes underneath the bottom of Glimmers shirt and curiously feels around the surface of her skin, gently rubbing up and down the sides of her abdomen underneath the green top. >Glimmer is starting to panic but hears thirsty whispers of assurance in her ear. >That was definitely a kiss on the side of Glimmer's neck. >There is definitely someone undoing the front of her pants. >That hand going up inside Glimmer's top strokes her along her back now, sneaking its way to the back of her bra. >"W-wait..." Stammers Glimmer, now shuddering with hands groping her all over her skin and body. "What do m-my p-pants have to do with this?" >No response now. >Glimmer's bra is unhooked in the back, the loose shoulder straps being pulled down her shaking arms. >Hands passionately massage and fondle her breasts. >It only encourages the other girls even more when Glimmer sways her hips to move away as the top of her pants is slipped down from her waist. >"...G-girls?" Glimmer fumbles over repeated words. "What... do m-m-my... my pants... have..." At a loss for words, her panties in plain view. >Starlight Glimmer is gently pinned against the wall with six hands dismantling her lewd outfit and feeling up her smooth body. >Heart beating out of her chest for all the hands to feel ever so faintly. >They momentarily infiltrate the panties; Starlight jumps in place sharply as the fingers reach further, and further, and further under. >Glimmer can tell how much the other girls get excited once they reach her between the legs. >Excited on their end, but nervous on Glimmer's end. ~~~ https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1514/50/1514502264855.jpg >>31627780 >hey Anon i need your honest opinion >how am i looking? >it's my new dress for my next concert, i ordered it from Rarity >she said it's the newest trend but it feels to revealing for me >i mean it's the same as i'd put two strings of cloth over my tits >so what do you think? >>31631188 >Octavia says this is totally inappropriate to have so much showing. >But she's forced on stage like this anyway. >Feels extremely uncomfortable being dressed so indecently in front of her audience. In front of her fans. >Performances fill the audience seats a lot faster in this outfit. >Tickets sold out instantly. >Octavia's tits are the main attraction now. >She still plays her cello every show but she knows everyone came to see her body. >Octavia demands she wears something that covers her body more. >She gets cold on stage when she's trying to play her cello. >Can't focus and keeps messing up. >Manager only gives a fuck about money, forces Octavia to keep appearing in the skimpy excuse of a dress with two strings on her tits and no panties. >Inevitable nip slips become the highlight moments. Octavia's exposed legs, hips, and abdomen the appetizers. Her cleavage, her heaving breasts, catching all eyes. >Her years of musical talent mean nothing. >This is the only way Octavia can pay the bills but this pays her well. >Slowly starts to accept it but still plays her cello every show for a while. >Has to stop playing every minute or so to adjust her attire and keep the strings covering her nipples. >Covering her nipples the best they can, that is. >One late night, Octavia just completely surrenders. >Lets her nipples slip all the way out on stage and keeps playing. >Gets lost in the music and finishes the whole song before covering her exposed nipples back up. >Can't leave the stage yet; encore. >Starts the song again. >Grand finale. >She stops playing mid-song; no one was listening anyway. >"It has been an honor and a privilege playing you all these years." Octavia bids her cello farewell then sets it down to the side. >She's still not even wearing any panties; not allowed to. >Octavia turns her chair to face her audience, faces the music. >Stands up, messes around with her stringy, revealing dress by moving it around and pulling at it until it falls to her ankles. >There goes the last of her dignity; she doesn't care, it won't be missed. >Her legs shiver. She sits back down in the chair. >Her legs shiver only slightly less. She spreads them and starts stroking her clit. >Her free hand plays with her exposed tits. >The crowd is in love. >Octavia arouses herself before them. >She wants to cum, she's going to cum for them. >Feels it building up. Her fingers suddenly slippery with fluids. >The audience applauds when Octavia moans and throws her head back in climax. >It lands on the stage in front of her. Roses land on top of it. >Octavia learns to get used to this. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #242- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31334360 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31463566 >me and Rainbowdash, partners on a school project >I go over to her house >We both take off our shoes at the front door and head up to her room >"Well, this is my room!" >I've never been in a girls room before >She flops on her bed and takes off her backpack >I shut the door behind me and sit down on the floor >She looks at me awkwardly >"Uhh what are you doing Anon?" "I was sitting down..." >"On the floor? Just sit next to me here." >She pats the bed right next to her "I uhh... I'm okay here." >She looks at me even more questioningly >"Is there something wrong with sitting here? Or do you just prefer the floor?" "I.. I've just never been in a girls room.." >She raises her eyebrow >"Really?" >She smiles >The full realization that we're alone hits me >I start to get a boner just looking at her >Her rainbow hair >her tight athletic body >her short shorts >her small rainbow socks >socks... what about the situation made me think of her feet? >"Anon!" >She's staring at my raging boner >"You're just a pervert aren't you?" >She stands up and makes a move like she's going to kick my balls >Instead she stops and places her foot on my jeans >Right above my dick >"What kind of guy gets a boner just from walking in a girls room?" >She starts moving her foot up and down the shaft. >"Honestly it's pretty pathetic.. I kind of feel sorry for you." >I'm getting even harder from her teasing; if only she'd take off her sock. >"This is probably the farthest you've ever gotten.." >She bites her lip >"Take off your pants" "What?!" >"Just do it!" >She's taking off her socks >I end up taking off my pants, its all or nothing now >"Scoot closer to the bed but stay on the floor, take off the underwear too." >I oblige >She starts rubbing her feet against my shaft and my balls >Her feet are so soft >She's rubbing the head of my dick between her toes >I can't take it >I grab her feet and push them together and start fucking them >"ANON!" >I shoot hot cum all over her feet. ~~~ >>31477379 >You are Rainbow Dash and you are bored out of your mind >It’s the beginning of third period >Economics >Jesus, how boring >And the worst part is that none of your friends have this class with you, so you can’t even shoot the shit with them >The teacher stands in front of the class and clears her throat >”Before we get started, we have a new student that I’d like to let introduce himself. I trust you will all help him get settled in during this transition. Slavoj, would you like to come up and here and tell everyone a little bit about yourself?” >Slavoj? >What the fuck kind of name is that? >Probably a foreign exchange student or something >”Oh yish, I will come up now.” >Huh, that came from behind you. >You turn to look and see a very old, very overweight, and a very greasy man with a sweat-drenched grey shirt and sweatpants getting up from a desk in the back row >The fuck? >This dude is, like, literally 60 years old, at least >How is he a “new student”? >He waddles on over to the front of the room >It seems you’re not the only one who’s confused; the entire classroom, including the teacher, looks visibly uncomfortable >The man clears his throat a with very loud, mucousy cough that makes you literally cringe >He begins talking >”Yish, my name is, zat is, Slavoj Zizek, as instructor of ze economics had previouzly sdated of the first but not the lastd name. I am here to Canterlot Educational Inztitution for learning, zat is, ze acquirement of knowledge and thinking and so on and so on.” >He sniffs >The entire time he talks, he’s fidgeting like crazy and spittle is flying from his mouth. He sounds like he’s talking with a mouthful of water. >”Now, in continuation of zat theme, I am sixteen-year-old American male child with ze interest in cultivating new economic princibles into my greater underzdanding.” >He rubs his nose >Also, did he just say he’s sixteen? >”Overall, in ze summation of ze previouzly stated ideas, I wish to have good learning experienzes as well as social mobility, zat is, the integration with so-called American culture, and so on and so on. Through zis, I will become true student of ze economics. Zank you.” >He waddles back over to his desk and sits down >”Uh, t-thank you, Slavoj, that was very articulate.” >Teacher awkwardly tries to transition into lesson while you (and half the class) are staring back at the new “kid” >He pays no mind, as he’s pulled out a notebook and is scribbling away furiously >On his desk is a stack of economics books, none of which are the class textbook >Is this guy just a homeless schizophrenic or a sexual predator? >Should you be reporting him to the administration? >You’ll have to ask the girls at lunch >You are Slavoj Ziek and your first day at Canterlot High is going very well >You had the opportunity to study economics for a lengthy period of what human perception defines as “time” >And you got to introduce yourself to a classroom of impressionable youth who subconsciously crave your moral, intellectual, and philosophical guidance >Oh, and you’re sniffing a line of cocaine right now in the bathroom >Sniff >That’s some good shit >After emptying your bowels in one of the toilets without flushing it, you leave the bathroom after not washing your hands >You look at your schedule >Huh >Looks like this period is allotted for “lunch” >Can’t you just eat in class? You were planning on having a nice bowl of cornflakes in your World History class >Oh well; you can just eat your cereal in the cafeteria then >As you walk in, you see a shitload of students gathered at tables and eating and socializing >My gott, why does this school have so many students? >Your brain almost explodes as you try to quantify the sheer magnitude of ideological indoctrination that happens in this building every single day >The ideology must be challenged >You squeeze your way into a seat at a table with what appear to be sports team members, perhaps of the famous American handegg variety >You slide off your sandals and remove your socks, plopping your greasy, malodorous feet on the table, knocking away several trays and spilling a couple drinks >The students at the table have all gone silent, staring at you with an equal mixture of anger and disgust >You pay them no mind; no one reacts well to having their ideological preconceptions of social behavior violated so flagrantly >You pull out your trusty toenail clippers and start doing with them exactly what their name suggests >One of the handegg players seated on the opposite side of you stands up >Judging by his relative attractiveness and optimal seating at the center of the table, he is the so-called “Alpha Meathead” >He’s glaring daggers at you right now >Foolish indoctrinated American student, you will soon learn to rid yourself of ideology >”Dude. What. The. Fuck.” >He practically spits the words out >Silly you! In your cocaine-fueled stupor, you forgot to consider that one of the chief ways people respond to ideological challenges is outright violent hostility >Wait... >Oh fuck ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #241- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31191873 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31204365 >Octavia invites you to her place to have a romantic home dinner. >You have been dating for nearly two months. >Her voice is soft and elegant-like when she plays her cello. >Only problem is that her roommate and best friend is practicing for her gig. >Octavia has told her to turn it down multiple times. >You don't mind it, but Octavia looks like she reached her limit. >She moves from her seat again. >"Please pardon me again love." >You hear her stomping up the stairs. >Then a door slams open above you. >"OI, ARE YE FUKING DEAF CUNT?!' >lolwut.jpg >"Jeez calm down Octy." >"CALM DOWN?! CALM DOWN?! I FUKING TOLD YE TO TURN DOWN THIS SHITE!" "Ok, ok," >"I SWEAR VOINYL, IF I DON'T GET THIS YANK'S DICK TONIGHT BECAUSE OF Ya STUPID SHITE, I WILL FIND A WAY TO SHOVE THIS FUKING SPEAKA UP YA WHITE ARSEHOLE!" >Door slams again and hear her gently walk down the stairs this time. >"Sorry about that, love. Now tell me again how you think my voice is music to your ears." ~~~ >>31209552 >TFW no Appul gf that preys on virgin city slickers. >>31209659 >"And Ah knows just how to reel them in like fish." >A poorly made sign is on top of the barn house. >Free vidya gaems. >"Hey Pardner you want the new Call of Battlefield?" ~~~ >>31244172 >You walk into the auditorium. >Everyone's getting ready for the pep rally. >All the mane 6 are here to attend and all the other school cliques. >You sit down wanting to go home. >This fucking sucks. >You never went to any after school activities or do anything but drag yourself to school every morning. >You have nothing to be excited about. >You just want to go home and go to bed. >Maybe you could have slept on the bleachers if it weren't for all the noise. >Whatever it'll be over in like an hour. >The pep rally begins. >Football team parading around in front of everyone. >Cheerleaders following them. >Marching band playing, the crowd cheering all around you. >Plug your ears. >How are half of these students not deaf? >Notice something across the gym. >There's this one girl not standing up and cheering like the rest. >You recognize her. >It's Fluttershy. >She's just sitting in her seat with lidded eyes and a cute frown. >She looks so... bored. >You notice her friends whispering over to her probably saying to try and enjoy the pep rally, but Fluttershy stays the same. >She sulks in her seat. >You find some kind of beauty in a girl who acts to aloof in an exciting situation. >But you yourself aren't too thrilled about this pep rally. >30 more minutes into the pep rally and you already forgot about it. >Waiting for it to be over. >But then suddenly, you see Fluttershy looking straight at you. >You look back, and she visibly sighs then casually waves to you. >Something about her feeling the way you do. >Just like that she's a lot more pretty to you. Because she's now relatable. >You stand up as if you're leaving the gym to go to the boy's room. >You might have just left at this instant maybe sooner, but now you want to see what's up with Fluttershy. >She probably thought you were leaving before you stopped at the door and turned back to look at her again. >She doesn't hesitate to stand up too so she can follow you. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #240- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/31053604 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31051019 >Be me. >Read your comments and suddenly I'm deep down the rabbit hole. >Imagine Sunset "bullying" Anon. >Accosting him in dark corners of the school to give him noogies (hand jobs where she just leans down and heatedly murmurs 'noogie noogie noogie..!' at his dick) >Sometimes she gives him a swirly (blowjob) while frantically fingering herself, her nails digging heavy lines in Anon's thighs. >Every once in a while she even gives him a wet willy (riding him cowgirl), but all the time, when her mouth's not wrapped around his cock anyway, she whispers to him. >"You gonna cry, Anon? What are you gonna do about it? Come on, cry, you little baby. Lemme see those tears..." >Anon always gives up his thick, milky tears to Sunset's bullying. >Then she steals his lunch money. >>31048029 I want the mane six to punish me for my perversion by ganging up on me and bullying my dick until it cries. >>31053619 >"There he is!" Rainbow Dash calls out. "The last male!" >All of the mane seven dart their eyes in your direction as your cover is blown. >RD has too much of a good eye. >You just got here the day before, into this women-only colony called Camp Everfree that hasn't seen a male for at least a year or two at this point. >All the other men had escaped. You’re the new one. And you’ve been spotted by the young women who own this territory. "Please, no." You make an attempt to dart away from the imminent introduction to the campers. >You can't run away this time, Dash is much faster than you are. She tackles you to the ground and holds you there until her friends come to her assistance. >Try to squirm away from Rainbow's light body. >Applejack jumps in and grabs your arms. Fuck, she's strong. >The other five crowd around you momentarily and grab ahold of your flailing arms and legs to overpower you. >All of them restrain you to the ground and wrestle you onto your back in a semi-reclined sitting position with your head resting on Applejack’s abs. "No! No, let go of me!" >"So you're the male they sent." Twilight looms over you aside her friends Sunset and Pinkie Pie. "I-I'm not a male! Let me go! You have the wrong-" >You squeak as you feel a hand reach over and grab your crotch. >"Oh, he's a male alright." Applejack confirms with her fingers fondling your jewels. “He’s packin’ somethin’.” >Can’t squirm away no matter how hard you try; the other girls start to touch you too. Rarity undoes the front of your pants before Pinkie Pie and Applejack yank them down your thighs. >”Oh my, look at that bulge!” Rarity gasps. “You’re gonna give us a lot of seed, won’t you?” >You keep resisting against their combined strength, but they all hold you in place. >It’s fascinating how these grown women barely understand how penises work. They’ve really been deprived for quite some time. “Leave me alone!” You plead. >”Why should we? You have a dick, something we’ve been looking for since two years ago.” Pinkie Pie tells you with a grin growing on her face. >”We like ya, and we want ya.” Applejack pulls your shirt up over your face and head, uses it to tangle your hands together as she holds them. >”Damn.” Sunset blushes. “You’re pretty toned for someone who sits around all day. Got that man muscle privilege.” >”You must be really strong...” Pinkie whispers into your ear. “Really really strong. It took a lot of us to get you, didn’t it?” She licks the side of your face. >This sends you into another fit of resistance, which gets you nowhere. You’re already pinned and getting your clothes stripped off. >Rarity pulls your boxers off of your hips and reveals your 7-inch dick to all of her friends. They all thirstily glare at it. Watching it flop around as you struggle to break free, which only enhances their thirst. >They take turns grabbing it and playing with your junk, laughing at how you’ll never be able to hide it in a speedo. >”Oh my gosh! I can’t believe you have to live with THIS thing between your legs!” Sunset teases. “I bet you can’t even fit into a thong with that thing!” >”Wait, it gets even bigger when you play with it, right? Why isn’t it hard yet?” Twilight impatiently asks. >”You have to MAKE it hard, silly! Remember?” Pinkie tells her. “These males are so easy to turn on. Watch. Fluttershy! You know what to do.” >Without further warning, Fluttershy creeps between her friends with a lewd smirk and pulls her top down. >She squeezes her bare breasts with her hands, and you caught too much of a glimpse of it. >Pinkie grabs your limp shaft and strokes it up and down. The feeling sends a shock through you, and you feel yourself start to become erect right in Pinkie’s hand, having no way to hide it. >”It’s getting bigger! It’s getting bigger!” Pinkie laughs maniacally as you turn bright red in the face. “His dick’s growing!” >”Oh yeah!” Rainbow Dash licks her lips in a predatory fashion. “Ain’t nothing you can do about it, huh?” >”Wow, you really are easy to turn on!” Applejack laughs. “She only showed you her tits and you’re getting hard.” >You desperately grunt to get out of their hold, take back whatever dignity there is left. But they’ve already won; you’re at full mast. >”We did it! We made it stand all the way up!” Twilight nearly drools as she starts to take her shirt off. >”You men are so weird but so sexy.” Rarity puckers her lips a bit. “Now get over here!” >She shoots her tongue into your mouth. The other girls start whooping and cheering as you fail in breaking free of the deep kiss. >”Oh I bet this really arouses you.” Rarity gazes down at you. “You’re such a pathetic thirsty little animal. You can’t even control your own body.” She grabs your erect dick and rubs it some more. >”You’re our property now, drone.” Rainbow Dash gives you an insidious smile as she pulls her shorts down. “Get ready to be bred like a motherfucker.” >Sunset begins to undress too. “Swine!” She grabs the side of your abdomen, making you squeal in reaction. >The mane seven proceed to take turns having their way with you, confirming that you have the ability to release semen. >”Keep going! Make him cum all over himself!” >There’s collective laughter that drowns out your desperate groans for escape. >”Dumbass can’t control his own big lumbering genitals. Anyway, who wants to go first?” >All of the mane seven slip out of their panties and take turns pinning your pelvic area to the grass with their own bodies. >Using your attempts to thrust them off of you to stimulate you even more into climaxing again. And again… and again. >... >You’re allowed to keep your clothes on afterward. But you’re not allowed to leave the camp. >The girls are free to try and make you aroused whenever they want. and if you get hard around any of them, they’re free to respond to it however they see fit. >With thirsty smiles on their faces. >This should go well. ~~~ https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1507/88/1507885133925.png >>31150878 >Glimmer getting absolutely destroyed online by 13 year-olds using cheap tactics while Sunset rages on her behalf. >"What!? He spawn-killed you from across the map AGAIN?! Gimme the mic, I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind!" >Frustrated herself, Starlight hands the headset over to a scowling Sunset. >She hears the usual mix of adolescent and adult male voices and clears her throat as she reads the kill feed. >"Hey, you," She begins interrogatively, squinting to read his screen name. "Poonslayer69, do you get some sort of thrill from spawn-killing low-level players?" >Before she even finishes, the party chat goes silent, save for the faint sound of wheezing. >"Hello? Can anyone hear me?" She ventures. >>31157026 >Poonslayer69 threatening to SWAT Sunset's apartment if she and her friend don't show bobs. >Sunset tells him to fuck off. >20 minutes later. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AoLm0p8o8Xk >>31159013 >You arrive home after a Friday night Halo 2 LAN party. >Brings back good childhood memories. >As you get closer you see a lot of flashing red and blue as you walk home. >Oh fuck. >There is a shit ton of police and SWAT vehicles outside with officers training their weapons towards the apartment building. >You go to the nearest cop. "Excuse me, officer, I live here what's going on?" >"Apparently, some crazy bitch stabbed her poor friend to death then threatened to blow up the entire apartment complex." >The cop said still pointing his handgun towards the entrance "Holy shit, my girlfriend and her friend are in there! Are they okay?!" >"We're doing everything in our power to make sure everyone is safe, but for now I need you to stand ba-" >The entrance door opens up with your horsegirl gf Sunset in handcuffs with an annoyed look on her face. >Followed by her other horsegirl friend Starlight who looks like a five-year-old who was told that his puppy ran away. >You hear an eep in the crowd. >Wait a minute you know eep anywhere. >You turn to see Fluttershy wearing her pajamas. >Which makes since Fluttershy lives only two blocks away. >"Oh my goodness oh my goodness, A-Anon do you know what happened? Why is Sunset under arrest?" >Tears are running down her face. >You hug her so she can calm down. >Bless her little heart. "I have no idea Flutters. I just got back here. I'm sure it's a misunderstanding." ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #239- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30953801 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>31000698 >Space is getting a bit cramped at Sweet Apple Acres >They don't have enough room to plant the trees to keep up with demand >Buying land to expand isn't going to be easy; it's all owned by farmers who need it to grow their crops as well >There's one exception, however >Anonymous's family lives on a sizable plot of land right next to hers, and they haven't grown anything since their grandparents got too old for it >If they could get access to that land, they'd more than double their growing area >She heads over to discuss buying their land, but Anon's dad says that he has no intention of selling >The land has been in their family for generations >If the Apples want their land, they'll need to be part of the family >When AJ is confused, he claps a hand on her shoulder and explains >He wants her to marry Anon >He wants grandkids eventually, and Anon seems far more interested in video games and shitposting on 4chan than dating >AJ doesn't know how to respond, but before she can, he calls Anon down to meet her >"I was just talking with Applejack here, and she was wondering if you'd like to accompany her to the carnival. Right, Jackie?" >After a moment of confused hesitation, she slowly nods >It's not like going to the carnival with him is some kind of contact or anything... >She should at the very least explore her options... ~~~ >>31011339 >12:00 AM >4 hours to go >Today's the day. >It had finally reached this point. >You were going to propose to your girlfriend: Sunset Shimmer. >You've been planning this out for weeks >Right down to the most minute of details. >You're jittering with excitement. >It's been making it harder for you to stay focused on your work. >Only a few more hours to go. >You enter some numbers into a spreadsheet >You've got a feeling today is going to be great. >2:30 PM >1 hour and 30 minutes to go. >You're Sunset Shimmer >Currently waiting for your "toy" to show up. >A ring at the door signals his arrival. >You open the door and let the man waiting outside into your home. >You enjoy these "visits" >From your lover. >You have more than enough time until Anon comes home. >You've been doing this for months. >Usually when he's at work. >And he'll never know. >You set an alarm to give you a heads up on when he'll get home. >You and your lover go into your bedroom to have a little fun. >A few shipments arrived ahead of schedule at your work. >Making it so you get out of work a little bit early. >You clock out and leave the building. >You get into your car. >Things seem to be going your way today. >Getting out of work early gives you a lot more extra time to finish up your preparations. >Like picking up the ring from the jewelers. >You start your car up and shift into gear. >You leave work and head to the jewelry shop in town. >You can hardly wait. >3:00 PM >You're Sunset. >Currently getting fucked senseless by your lover. >His throbbing member slips deeply into your awaiting pussy. >It elicits a moan out of you as you feel him deep inside of you. >He grabs you by your hips, and thrusts in and out of you, slowly gaining more speed. >You can't help but gasp as you get penetrated. >His cock fills your tight cunt perfectly >Unlike Anon's >But you can't focus on that too much >For your lover locks lips with you and grabs your breasts. >He squeezes them >Causing you to arch your back in pleasure. >You can feel a familiar feeling rising in your loins. >Your lover is feeling it in his as well. >It doesn't take much longer for the two of you to reach your climax. >You wrap your legs around his torso as he slams his member as deep as it can go inside you. >You feel his hot semen fill your womb with each twitch of his dick. >This sends you over the edge, and you climax with a scream. >The two of you are panting as you lock lips. >You feel his member slowly slip out of your pussy. >His cum drips out of your pussy. >After a couple of minutes of rest you look at your lover. "Ready for round two?" >You see his member hardening again. >Unbeknown to the two of you a car pulled into the driveway as you climaxed. >3:15 PM >You pull into your driveway. >An unfamiliar car sits in the driveway. >It sends up red flags in your mind. >You shut off your car and get out quietly. >This is suspicious. >You walk over to the car and look inside. >Doesn't look like any car your girlfriend's friends would drive. >You decide to check the house now. >You slip your hand into your pocket to retrieve your house keys. >You silently walk up to your door and slip the key in. >It unlocks. >You step inside. >You take your coat off. >Nothing seems out of place >Except for the slight thumping noise coming from further inside the house. >You silently creep towards the sound. >As you get closer, you can hear the sounds of moans and moist slapping coming from your bedroom. >You can tell it's Sunset by the pitch. >Your mind is running to a bad conclusion as you can do nothing but press on to the bedroom. >You can make out the sound of a man's grunts along with the previous sounds from the other side of the door. >Thinking of the worst possible scenario, you step back from the door before swiftly kicking the door open. >What lies on the other side of the door both anger and surprise you. >Sunset with a guy mid thrust inside her. >A look of terror washes over Sunset's face. "What the fuck!?" >A rage flows inside you. >How could she >After all you two have been through >She cheats on you. >Your brain can't fully process what you're witnessing, and you turn around and start walking away in response. >You've been betrayed by the one person who you loved the most >Sadness and anger washes over you as you grab your coat, and fling it back on. >The small box you had gets launched out of one of the pockets in your coat, and it flies in front of the couch. >The sound of Sunset running towards you as she yells "Wait!" >You don't fucking care anymore. >You open the door of the house and step outside. >Before slamming the door, you say one final thing. "You fucking whore." >The thud of the door slam echoes a little. >You get back into your car and get out of there as fast as you can. >You just needed to go anywhere but there. >You stand in shock in the living room. >You were caught. >You've fucked up big time. >You should have never done any of this >But you did >And now you're paying the consequences of your actions. >What have you done >You let your urges take control of you. >And you've hurt Anon >You sit down on the couch in a daze >Feeling overwhelmed, you lay down. >That's when you notice a little black velvet box sitting on the floor. >Oh no >Please don't let it be that. >You grab the little box off the floor and open it. >What lies inside makes you feel terrible. >A golden ring with your cutie mark emblazoned on top of it in precious gemstones. "What have I done." That phrase keeps repeating over and over in your head. >Miles away from Canterlot. >You are miles away from any people. >The long winding dirt road you're on seems to go on forever. >But instead of continuing on down the road, you get an urge to stop. >You pull off the road and shut off the car. >You think that some fresh air would help you some, so you get out of the car >With a sigh, you crumple down onto the ground. >Your heart hurts ~~~ https://cdn2.desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1401/47/1401478396738.jpg >>31016807 >Raindow swung the axe down, grunting as the impact ran up her toned arms and her opponent flew away from her, split in twain by her mighty blow. >Blowing out a heavy breath, she set the axe down on its head, leaning on the haft as she wiped her brow with a towel draped around her neck. "Half a cord. Heh. Beat that ThunderLAME." >Turning her back on the clearing littered with the bodies of her slain 'enemies', she rolled her shoulders as she walked back toward her small cabin. >Setting the axe against the wall, she pulled the door open and stepped inside, rubbing the excess sweat from the back of her neck and chest with her towel before casting it into the corner. >Plucking at her drenched shift, she pulled it off after a moment and cast it aside as well. >She ran a hand absently through her short, tangled hair, cursing softly as her fingers caught a snarl. She plucked more gently as she made her way over to her small bed. "Hmmm. Hmmhmmhmm..." >Rainbow plucked a few rough shirts from the floor, sniffing them lightly before grimacing and tossing them onto other piles. She had a system. The ones that weren't in piles yet were the ones that might be okay. >Finally settling on one that didn't remind her too badly of a stable, she pulled it on before looking around. "Thank the Gods Flutters is coming home soon. If she was gone any longer I might actually have to do some laundry." >Cracking a grin she wasn't sure was brought on more by her being saved from the laundry or the savior, Rainbow plucked her harness up from beside her bed. >Giving the cracked and worn leather a slight frown, she slipped it over her head, wriggling into it with little difficulty. >Much to Rainbow's chagrin. >Looking herself over, she could at least say the leather crisscrossing her chest accentuated what little she had to work with. >With a sigh, she pulled her swords off the rack hanging next to her bed, sliding them into the crossed hilts behind her back. "Get used to it, Dash. You finished growing a long time ago." >She sniffed as she checked the hilts over her shoulders, snatching at them and pulling them half from their sheathes a few times to make sure the draw was smooth. >The forest between her out of the way cabin and Cloudsvale proper weren't exactly dangerous, especially with Flutters and her friends doing their work, but you never knew. "Maybe something nasty decided to crawl out of its hole, and I can get some REAL action." >Rainbow's earlier grin came back with a nasty edge. In one swift motion, her swords leaped from out within their sheaths, their curved edges shining in the flickering lamplight. >Her mother's swords, really, but hers now. She glanced over to the ladder leading to her small attic before slipping her swords back away. "Guess I better get that wagon up here if I wanna eat this week. Thunderlame... I'm comin' for ya...~" >Cackling roughly, Rainbow burst out her front door, legs pumping and bunching beneath her as she leaped fallen logs and low bushes, arms catching low branches to swing her through the air. >Several pairs of eyes watched her progress toward the village. Some with indifference, some with malice, and a single pair with love. >One pair of eyes grunted with the mouth attached to them, rubbing its great furry head against a slim tree. A bark-covered hand reached down to rub the underside of it's muzzle before fading back into the greenery. >The bear was used to its duty, and it ambled off after the swiftly disappearing Rainbow. To the forest's edge, no further. His friend needed his strength, his tenacity, and his help. >As he ambled after the oblivious girl, several more pairs of eyes slipped back into the darkness. >Not today. >Rainbow burst out into the low fields surrounding the village, running full tilt for all the world as if an army was on her heels. >Several farmers half-rose from their toil before recognizing the characteristic mop of hair of their resident roustabout, settling back down to their work with a few rolled eyes and grumbles. >Rainbow paid them little mind, cutting across a field to a few half-hearted shouts and leaping the drainage ditch to land on the single road running through Cloudsvale. "Ah, the wonders of civilization..." >Rainbow chuckled, slightly out of breath but not slowing in the least as her sinewy limbs ate up the ground before her, making for the largest building in town. >Finally slowing as she approached the town's inn, and general center of activity, she slipped around the back while absently noting a bit more activity than usual. "Huh, did I forget about a festival or something? Maybe a caravan came in..." >She slipped the bolt on the back door with practiced ease, striding into the bustling kitchen beyond it and calling out. "Hey, Maddy! Get your lump to hitch up the wagon, will ya? Got your firewood ready up at the cabin." >A flour bedecked head popped up from the long table in the middle of the room, pinning Rainbow with a scowl. >"No time for that now, girl. Town meeting in a bit. Everyone's to come. Not surprised no one bothered to trek all the way out to let you know. Barely part of the town as it is, out in the woods and up to who knows what?" >Rainbow bristled silently, reminded again why she spent so much time away from town. She knew better than to snap at the woman, though. Her husband basically paid her bills. "Yeah, too busy getting into trouble to settle down in town like a nice girl." >Maddy's head snapped up, hearing Rainbow's muttered comment. >Rainbow was surprised to see less of the woman's usual scorn in her expression. There was a touch of something she wasn't used to, and it actually gave her pause. >There was fear in Maddy's eyes. >"You don't joke! You don't joke about that now, girl! Just, just get out front and listen to the mayor you little chit! Just, listen." >Rainbow nodded slowly, confusion keeping her mouth shut as she made her way through the kitchen and into the inn proper. >Maddy WAS scared. And if Rainbow had to guess, it was as much FOR Rainbow as it was OF her. >She was used to that edge of fear brought on by Maddy not understanding a girl like Rainbow. >Anything that didn't involve cooking, cleaning, getting married and popping out a few brats was foreign to Maddy. Most of the village women, for that matter. >Different was scary, and Rainbow was sure different. >Shrugging aside the old wounds, Rainbow strode across the strangely deserted inn floor and out the front door to see a milling crowd of villagers, more trickling in from the various lanes even as she watched. >Down the raised porch that the inn sported, the grizzled village elders could be seen in a half circle around a tall man that stood with his back to the rail, talking to him animatedly. >She gave the man against the rail an appraising eye, as she always did. Clad in chainmail with a brilliant lightning bolt striking through a pair of angelic wings emblazoned on his tabard, Soarin' cut a commanding figure. >Vice-captain of the legendary Wonderbolts, regional commander of Equestria's military, he was second only in her eyes as the greatest hero the country had. >Spitfire was number one, of course, and didn't that stick in the old biddies around town's craws. >As interesting as it was to see the man, it meant trouble. Soarin' was a man of the people, but he didn't make visits like these for no reason. >Rainbow slipped off the porch, landing softly and filtering into the crowd. >Rainbow watched silently as a broad-shouldered man stepped out of the inn, striding over to the elders and speaking with them for a moment before turning to Soarin' and slapping him on the back. >Unlike their usual interaction, Soarin' didn't let out a laugh and slap him back. He slowly shook his head and extended his hand, shaking it quickly before striking up a discussion. >'Soarin's all business today.' Dash thought, watching Tempest Twist, the town's mayor. His expression darkened, and he glanced out over the crowd as Soarin' spoke. >Rainbow's eyes widened as his gaze fell on her with an unreadable expression before turning back to Soarin' and nodding. >They both turned around, facing the gathered throng in the town square. An elder stepped up behind the two men, placing a glowing hand on each of their shoulders, then stepped back. >Tempest coughed into his fist, and a blast of sound swept through the square, making several people jump, including the mayor. >Rainbow chuckled lightly at the sham. Tempest made that same 'mistake' before every one of his speeches. >"Sorry, sorry all. Confound that sonorous spell. Wouldn't use it if my little village hadn't grown so big and strong I have to shout myself hoarse to be heard." >Typical pandering. Rainbow sighed. Maybe this wasn't going to be as interesting as she'd thought. >"That being said. Just because we've gotten big and strong doesn't mean we need to throw our weight around, right? Wouldn't want anyone to say we were bullies, right?" >That bit caught Rainbow's attention. She didn't think she'd ever heard the mayor espousing anything but rapid expansion into any territory he thought they could hold. >But that sounded decidedly like a word of caution. >"Soarin' tells me there've been some rumblings to the west. Our forest's not so quiet as it's been these last few months. Goblins roaming around and the like." >"W-what?" Rainbow blurted out, her comment thankfully washed away in the murmurs of the crowd. >Rumblings in the forest? Rainbow certainly hadn't noticed anything, and she lived there, for fuck's sake! >Her thoughts were interrupted when Soarin' stepped forward beside the mayor, his usually kind if boisterous voice's edge cutting through the murmurs of the crowd like a knife. >"It's true. There've always been a few goblins wandering around in pairs and trios. They hunt the forest just like anyone else. But bands of more than ten have been spotted moving about, and these goblins don't just have bows. They have spears and axes, and the look of which they mean to use 'em. Something's stirred 'em up." >Soarin's words were met with silence before a voice spoke out among the crowd. >"But, they're just goblins! Spindly little things, you know? Who's scared of them?" Murmurs of agreement sprung up in the crowd, but another thunderous cough from the mayor cut them off. >"Think so, Gust?" The mayor picked the man out with little difficulty. It wasn't just bluster that he knew every man in his village by name. He leaned over the railing slightly. "Still be thinking that when you're surrounded by a dozen of 'em, only to get hamstrung by the one you never noticed creeping up behind you because it was just a 'spindly little thing'? You a knight now? Got some fine armor to protect you holed up in that sprawling firetrap of yours?" >The man opened his mouth angrily, but as his neighbors slowly edged away from him and the mayor glowered down at him he seemed to think better of it. >"S'pose I might be in a bit of trouble if that came to pass." Gust said slowly, his brow furrowed, and the mayor leaned back from the railing with a nod. >"Well, that's the only way they fight, so that's the only kind of trouble you'll find. We've got two options here, folks. We can get every man worth his salt to gear up and sweep the forest, drive them goblins out, find their holes and rid the forest of 'em for good." >The citizens seemed a bit confused by this, as it was essentially the opposite of the advice the mayor had been offering, but he wasn't done. With a somber look over the crowd, the mayor continued. >"We'll lose people that way, though. Maybe just a few, maybe far more than we can afford. It won't be bloodless, that's for sure. In my mind, we can't afford to lose a single man." His gaze locked in on Gust again and he smiled grimly. >"Not even you, ya idjit." >Sparse laughter filtered through the crowd, but it was obviously strained. >"No, best we take the second road, which is to leave them be. We grow enough food, have enough trade, we can let the forest lie for a bit. Import our meat, kill a few more cows the next little bit, buy our lumber from Ponydom over the way there." >Aggrieved murmurs rose up from the crowd, Rainbow's among them. There weren't many of them, but she wasn't the only one that lived in the forest. >"I know!" Tempest roared. "I know some of you'll be givin' up your homes. I know lumber and meat ain't cheap!" He turned to Soarin' and gestured him forward, and the man took the rail again. >"Equestria isn't blind to your plight. Subsidies will be set aside. Taxes will be eased. An engineer corps has been dispatched, and in two weeks they'll be here to erect homes for the ones abandoned." >Soarin's eyes seemed to gaze over the roofs of the village to the forest not so very far from them. "And perhaps a wall." He said softly, before blinking in surprise as his words were still broadcast to the crowd. >Alarmed murmurs sprung up among them before the mayor stepped forward and slapped Soarin' on the back again. Hard. >"There's the Soarin' we all know! Slipping a bit of humor into a sour situation! Ha!" Scattered laughter met the mayor's guffaws, slowly growing to a genuine squall of mirth. >Rainbow was silent. Her eyes stayed on Soarin', whose eyes had strayed back to the forest, narrow and pensive. "Yeah. Great joke Soarin'..." >Rainbow moved to leave the square. That load of wood seemed not so important at the moment. Her home... There were things she couldn't leave behind there. >And a friend that had no idea what she was walking into making her way there. >"Hold!" >Instinctively, Rainbow stopped. She looked over her shoulder to see the mayor's arm stretching out, his finger pointed directly at her chest. >"Rainbow, don't make trouble. Anything in your house can be replaced. I'll give you a place in my own house until a new one can be built. Stay." >Rainbow cocked her head before turning to face the mayor, fists on hips. "Well, you know? That might have held more weight with me if anybody had actually told me about this little meeting in the first place." >Tempest gulped audibly. REALLY audibly. His voice was still amplified by the spell. >Before he could reply he was spun around by an apoplectic Soarin'. >"Is this true? You didn't warn her even though she LIVES IN THE FOREST?!?" Soarin's face was a mask of rage. Rainbow had never seen him like this and was shocked again when Soarin' twisted a fist in Tempest's shirtfront and pulled the bigger man onto his tiptoes. >"You left a citizen to fend for herself in this time of danger? Tempest, we will have words about this..." >Knocking Soarin's hand aside, Tempest took a step back. >"She was coming into town today anyway! To deliver wood! We couldn't waste a runner when she was coming in anyway..." Tempest started off strong, but as he spoke the words came out weaker, and he snuck a furtive glance in Rainbow's direction. >To find her glaring directly at him. "Settin' aside the fact I might have been late getting the wood together, not likely I know, but anyway... Could you also not spare a runner for the Druids? Fluttershy's coming home today." >Tempest's eyes narrowed before a look of dawning horror overtook his face. >Rainbow didn't waste another word. In a moment she was at the edge of the plaza, and the next she was gone. >Rainbow ran. >She ran as hard as she could. As hard as she ever had. In a flash, she was across the fields and into the forest's edge. >She thought she might have seen a surprised brown face rear back from her as she hurdled the rough stone wall dividing the fields from the trees, but that was a problem for another time. >Her mind swirled with two facts as she dipped and rolled past obstacles. >'Goblins in the forest. Fluttershy in the forest.' >But Fluttershy was a druid, right? The forest was a druid's home before any goblin. >Fluttershy was a druid IN TRAINING. Green as leaves. Scared of her own shadow. >Rainbow grimaced and pushed herself harder. Fluttershy needed her. She knew it. Fluttershy always needed her. >She saw the trees thinning and looked around, surprised to see the familiar woods around her home surrounding her. Was she here already? >Snapping her swords out, she rolled around the side of her cabin, coming up in a ready stance, eyes darting around to take in her surroundings. >House, still there. >Wood pile, still stacked haphazardly in the clearing. >Fluttershy in her funny leafy green dress sipping a cup of tea on her porch. >Oh. >Rainbow collapsed to her knees before sliding backward to land on her butt with a jarring thump. Her sword tips dug into the ground to keep her from falling back completely. >Her mother would have killed her. >"Rainbow, are you all right? You seem awfully tired. How about some tea? It's very restorative." >Fluttershy's soft voice washed over Rainbow, calming her roaring heartbeat and loosening the noose around her throat. "Dammit Flutters, you know I hate tea." >Rainbow sat in her kitchen, nursing a steaming cup as Fluttershy dithered about, clucking her tongue at the state of the house. >"Really, Rainbow? Two months without a single wash?" >Rainbow waved a hand in her general direction tiredly, taking another sip from her cup. >Fluttershy's tea was... Better. Two months in the woods seemed to have improved her technique quite a bit, and her fatigue seemed to be draining away as fast as the liquid in the cup. "It's fine, Flutters. Who's gonna complain if I smell a bit? It's just sweat." >Fluttershy gave the girl an odd look and took an involuntary step back. >"You HAVE been washing... Other things. Right?" >Was her nose wiggling slightly? "Flutters! Come on! Eww! I haven't forgotten how to bathe. Jeez. More importantly, are you alright?" >Rainbow looked the taller girl over carefully as she was regarded in turn. >"Of course I am, Rainbow. Why wouldn't I be?" >Taller, and heavier. Not in a bad way, though. That extra weight seemed to know JUST where to go, Rainbow thought with a slight growl. >"Umm, Rainbow?" >Snapping out of it, Rainbow looked Fluttershy in the eyes. "Well, there's the fact that the woods are apparently crawling with goblins!" >Rainbow flung her arms wide, expecting Fluttershy to shriek in horror, but all she got was a pensive frown. >"Oh, yes. Well, they don't seem to mind me, and they avoid Harry." >Rainbow quirked an eyebrow. Two months really HAD made a big difference. "That big lug still around? Oh, actually, I think I saw him on my way here. You finally bond with him?" >Fluttershy giggled softly. "Oh, no. Harry's just my friend. Angelus is the one I bonded with, just like I told you." >With that, she reached into her infuriatingly deep cleavage and pulled out a struggling, gasping white rabbit by the scruff of its neck. >Fluttershy leaned in to nuzzle the little fellow, then jerked back with a giggle as tiny claws flashed through the space her face had just occupied. >"Oh! You're feisty today, aren't you my little Angel?" >Rainbow shuddered slightly at the sight of her arch nemesis. How a druid couldn't tell the difference between a bunny and a demon, Rainbow would never understand. "See, this is why I worry about you, Flutters. Lakes has an eagle for a partner. Mossy has a freaking tiger." >She gave Fluttershy a look, but the girl just quirked an eyebrow. "You, have a Rabbit." >Fluttershy waved a hand in the air before plopping Angelus down in her lap, where he promptly bit her. Fluttershy winced slightly before reaching down and stroking the animals back slowly. >'An evil fucking rabbit I'm convinced would rather kill and eat you than help you.' Rainbow thought as the beast slowly released its grip on her thigh. >"Now Angel, we agreed. No biting when I'm not in my armor, or no meal. That's your lunch you just took out of me." Fluttershy's tone was slightly exasperated, but Angel just looked up at her and slowly nodded. >Fluttershy gave Rainbow a pained smile and laughed weakly. >"Angelus is very fierce, Rainbow. If it came to it, he'd be more than adequate protection. Not that I'd ever want him to put himself in danger like that." "I'll... Take your word for it, Flutters. Don't bother with the cleaning though. Apparently, I'm moving into town. Tempest's house, even. Movin' up in the world, heh." >Fluttershy's face clouded over before giving Rainbow a pained look. >"It's really that bad? The goblin problem? You're going to give up your home?" >Rainbow gave a weak laugh. She waved a hand above her head, looking around the sparse cabin. "It's just stuff, Flutters. Just a place. I was gonna leave eventually, anyway. Ponydom to join up, Canterlot to train, then the world with a lightning bolt on my chest." >Fluttershy nodded slowly. She'd heard the plan often enough. She'd agreed to leave the forest behind once she was far enough along in her training just to help 'The Plan' succeed. >But she couldn't help but watch Rainbow's eyes wander to the loft. She knew Rainbow was lying to herself if she thought there was nothing important to her here. >"Just... Put it on, Rainbow, then we can go." >Rainbow sighed, rolling her neck lazily and ending up looking at Fluttershy with tired eyes. "I can't, Flutters. I haven't earned it. Plus, illegal? I can't wear the symbol before I'm a 'bolt. It'd be like... Wearing the sunburst without ever stepping in a church." >Fluttershy tapped her lip for a few moments then shrugged. >"So wear it inside out." >Rainbow scoffed. She rolled her eyes. She opened her mouth to make a witty retort. >And couldn't think of anything to say. "Uh... Maybe that would work?" >Fluttershy made a shooing motion toward the ladder before settling back into her chair and stroking Angelus' back softly. >Rainbow nodded, ascending the ladder to the loft slowly and moving forward to kneel in front of the lone heavy chest against the back wall. >Rubbing the latch, she flipped it up after a few moments and lifted the lid. Inside was a tabard with the Bolt and Wings emblazoned boldly across the front. >She slowly pulled it out, laying it to the side and patting it gently with a soft smile. She had a lot of memories of that piece of clothing. Mostly staring at it as opposed to her mother's disappointed face. Or crushing her own against it on the days her mother came home after a long tour. >Next came out the matching leather greaves and vambraces. They looked like leather anyway. Rainbow had seen her mother block a sword's edge with them, and no damage had been down to the unmarred surface. It hadn't saved her arm from being broken, but she hadn't been CUT, anyway. >Rainbow set these aside as well, pulling out the last piece in the chest. >The dull green mail slithered through her fingers until she found the sleeves, pulling the surprisingly light shirt out of the chest. >And just like she remembered it, there was the same winged lightning bolt the tabard sported. >Shrugging, she flipped the coat inside out and stared at the dull metal staring back at her. "Son of a bitch..." >Rainbow tightened the last strap on the greave and stood up, twisting back and forth and bending this way and that. >The chain mail fit her like a second skin, allowing almost total freedom of movement. >Which was very weird. "Flutters, mom was bigger than me, right? That's not just some 'kids perspective' thing, right?" >Fluttershy tapped her chin for a few moments. >"I think you might actually be taller, but her shoulders were MUCH wider. Also her bust." >Rainbow ground her teeth for a moment, taking her time to get back on the subject at hand and away from idle fantasies of strangling her best friend. "So, why does this fit me so well?" >Fluttershy stared at Rainbow for a few seconds, seeming to process something before shaking her head with a sigh. >"Rainbow, you understand the armor of a Wonderbolt is heavily enchanted, right? That suit of armor is probably the most magical thing in all of Cloudsvale. Well, you said Soarin' was in town, so maybe not actually. I'm sure part of the enchantments function is making it fit well." >Rainbow stared at the girl before cracking a sickly smile. "Sure, sure. Duh, right? 'Course it's magic shape-shifting armor. Uh, you know, maybe I should just..." >"No Rainbow. You wanted to wear that armor, and I'm sure your mother would have wanted that, too. Now, let's go back to town, say our goodbyes, and get this plan of yours in motion." >Fluttershy leaned forward, hands on hips, and stared into Rainbow's eyes. The intense emerald gaze seemed to bore into her soul. "Gah! Hey! You promised not to do that anymore!" >Fluttershy blinked, breaking eye contact and blushing heavily. ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #238- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30863056 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>30870358 >"Deep in thought again?" Norman asked Anon as they walked home from school. >"About the work, or about Rarity?" Norman asks after Anon nods in response. >Anon scoffs defensively, and Norman laughs a bit >"Hey, I get it. She's pretty hot, dude. Gets into your mind." >As the two walk, a storm starts brewing in the sky above Canterlot. >"Well, I gotta get back home before the storm gets too bad. See you later!" Norman said, running off to his house. >Anon darts off back home and Norman rushes into his room. >But underneath Norman's shelf in his modest room is a tiny button, which he presses. >A gap opens in the floor and Norman climbs down. >The gap leads into a room full of futuristic tech and advanced monitoring equipment. >Norman then inputs a code into the monitor with the holographic keyboard, and a camera feed of downtown Canterlot appears. >Anon soon runs into view, and is struck by lightning and falls to the ground unconscious. >Smiling contently, Norman softly says to himself: >"See you soon, Lightning Man." ~~~ >>30888682 >Camp Everfree is still open between summer and Halloween. >You are Anon, one of the regular campers still going to Everfree. >You’ve been here all summer and stayed to avoid going to school. >Along with Norman, Flash, Timber, Gloriosa, Sunset, Fluttershy, Applejack. >You’ve always had a crush on Sunset. >One of the best things you like about camp is Sunset. >She’s so fucking amazing, it’s sad she never really noticed you all summer long. >But she still kind of knows you though. >If it weren’t for avoiding school, you would have stayed at Camp Everfree for Sunset. >Timber Spruce and Gloriosa Daisy run the camp and it’s been pretty fun to be honest. >Flash Sentry was the hotshot who the girls went to before they even thought of you. >Norman was always off to the side but was still cooler than you in a couple of ways. >Ever since it was time to go back to school, some students were given the option to stay at camp until November. >This caused Twilight to go back because she wouldn’t miss school for the world. >Rarity wasn’t a fan of the outdoors and Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash definitely didn’t want to miss Halloween. >Both of them love trick or treating and can’t live without it. >RD likes the tricks the most and Pinkie likes the treats the most. >But you and the others stayed. >Timber couldn’t go back to Canterlot High with Twilight, but she gave him her number right before departure. >Sunset stayed because she wanted to get to know Gloriosa better after teaching her an important lesson about friendship. >And because of that, Flash stayed, because he knew that his chances with Twilight were pretty much shot down at this point, and he was already with Sunset in the past anyway. >He wants to try and get Sunset back, but he finds Timber getting more luck with her attention than he is. >Applejack wanted to stay so she can get experience living in the wilderness, also Fluttershy wanted someone to protect her when she planned to get to know the animals of the forest more. >Norman just wanted more of the free food, probably. >... >Anyway it’s been several weeks and Halloween is right around the corner. >Everything’s been going well for the camp. >Especially now that there are fewer campers to take care of. >But not everything’s been going right. >Gloriosa has recently been getting angry at Timber for a project he wants to do in the forest. >Timber wants to cut down a few trees to build a brand new log cabin for the camp. >He wants to use it as a haunted house for all of the Fall campers to have fun in once they arrive. >Then he’ll just start using it as a regular cabin as an addition to the camp. >But this doesn’t sit well with Gloriosa, or Fluttershy either who wants to protect the trees and the animals that live in them. >Gloriosa thinks the idea is reckless but Timber says he’s going to do it anyway. >It’s around the start of October when Timber heads into the woods with an ax. >But he comes back not long after because it starts to rain hard. >He says he’s going to go back every day until he gets enough hours of clear skies to chop the trees down in peace and drag the logs back to camp. >He literally promises before going into his own cabin. >The rain lasts all the way into the night. >It is a dark and stormy night. >You’re lying awake in bed because you can’t sleep. >Really stressed out. >All you can hear is the rain falling on the roof. >Suddenly you hear a knock on the door. >You’re very hesitant, but you get out of bed and answer it. >”Hey, Anon.” Sunset says to you, drenched in rain as you open the door. “Sunset!” You gasp, startled. “What are you doing out here in the rain?” >”I’m... locked out of my cabin.” She explains. “What? Locked out of your cabin? At this time and when it’s raining this hard? But why?” >”It’s a long story.” >A flash of lightning and loud thunder startle you again. >You’re really jumpy tonight. >”Can I stay in here for a while?” Sunset asks you. “Oh, uh, sure.” You accept, trying not to look at her bra through her soaked shirt. >After Sunset comes into the room, you close the door looking outside in case there is someone lurking around. >You just feel like there’s someone else out there. >”Thanks, Anon. I really appreciate this.” “It’s no problem, really.” >All of a sudden, you hear a bloodcurdling scream coming from the direction of Timber’s cabin. >But it’s not Timber screaming, it’s Gloriosa’s voice. >You and Sunset rush over to the scene where the other campers rush to too. >The door is open and you all go inside. >Gloriosa is covering her face and still screaming, soon falling to her knees. >But that’s not the horrible part of this. >On the bed, you see Timber Spruce, covered in blood. >The ax he was going to use to chop down the trees is lodged into his chest, and there’s obviously blood splatter everywhere. >But that’s not even the most terrifying part of this. >On the headboard of the bed is a name written entirely in blood by finger. >It reads: "ANON" >Your gut wrenches and you feel the room sink away from you. >And everyone turns to face you with horrified expressions. “It... it wasn’t me!” You stammer in defense. “I was just in my cabin sleeping!” >You need to get this sorted out fast. >... >”It’s true!” Sunset steps forth. “He didn’t do it! I was just with him! He was in his cabin sleeping!” >Everyone looks at her after spending a few seconds looking like they were going to attack you. >You exhale, knowing how lucky you were to have Sunset come to your door at just the right time. >”You were sleeping?” Flash asks, skeptical. “Yes! Sunset was there to witness. I wasn’t anywhere near Timber’s cabin. I’m not even able to get in.” >You were actually laying in bed awake, technically not sleeping. But you’re definitely innocent to this atrocity. >”He and I were just talking five minutes ago. Then we heard you screaming and came over with everyone else.” “Whoever wrote my name in blood wants me to take the blame for them.” >”Well they can’t be from the outside if they know you.” Gloriosa says with tears in her eyes. “Whoever it is has to still be on camp grounds!” >There’s chatter. >Fluttershy is speechless, Applejack says they’re probably lurking in the shadows. >Everyone’s soaked in rain, so Sunset already being wet doesn’t stand out. >It’s hard to go back to sleep afterward. >Copper Top, the nearest possible cop has to come in the middle of the night and Gloriosa explains to her what she knows happened. >She questions you, Sunset and everyone else. >You answer honestly, luckily not having to include whether or not you were legit asleep, not that it matters at this point. >The rain stops in the middle of the night at some point. >You and everyone else are tired as fuck by the time the sun rises. >Try to get some sleep in. >Everyone meets in the dining hall by noon. >Gloriosa stands in front of the group next to Copper Top. >She’s obviously been crying and looks extremely distressed. >”It’s been decided that we have to stick together and keep a close eye on each other for the rest of our time here.” Gloriosa announces. >”Everyone who was present during the crime taking place MUST stay in the camp. No one is allowed to leave.” Copper Top adds. >There’s gasps and chatter. >”But why?” Asks Flash. “Can’t we just go home?” >Copper Top shakes her head. >”I’m afraid that’s not an option. This campground is officially a crime scene. And every single person who could be a possible suspect must remain on camp grounds until we get enough folks up here to conduct a proper investigation.” >Now everyone looks worried. >”Are you saying we’re all suspects?” Applejack asks, shocked. >”Until we have a good lead, I’m afraid so. Everyone who was present must be considered until we’re able to find clues.” >”Well how long is that gonna be?” Norman says. >”I made a call down to the station earlier this morning. They’re getting a crime scene investigation team over here as we speak.” >”It’s going to take them a while to get here.” Says Gloriosa. “Since they’re so far away from this camp.” >”So as for right now, from this moment on, everyone is to remain in sight at all times. No one leaves the camp.” Copper Top concludes. “The team should be here in an hour or two.” >The meeting is ended and everyone has to travel in a group now. >Well shit. >... >You sit with the others around an unlit campfire in mid day. >Everyone’s trying to calm down and come to terms with the situation. >Whatever happened to Timber, the cops who will be here soon will find out. >Gloriosa goes back to her office again and again to check the phone. >Copper Top keeps an eye on all of you as you sit around in a circle. You’re sitting in between Sunset and Applejack. >”Once again, I’m so sorry we thought it was you at first.” Applejack apologizes to you again. “Sunset happened to come to your door at the right time.” “None taken, Applejack, And thank you so much, Sunset. You pretty much saved my skin there by getting locked out of your cabin.” >”I guess fate has a special way of rewarding the innocent ones in the end.” Says Sunset. >Damn you wish that were actually true in real life. >”Ah sure hope it won’t be too much longer till they get here.” Applejack sighs. >”Yeah.” Says Sunset. “I didn’t know this camp was that far away from any big police station. Then again that’s not surprising.” >Not quieting down, you sit by the campfire and patiently wait for the cops to show up. >You’re still a little shaken up about how whoever did this wanted to frame you of all people. You’ve never even done anything bad to anyone here at camp. >Whoever did this is a sack of shit. >They not only murdered someone but tried to make all of the blame go to you by writing your name on the bed with the victim's blood. >This is some crime show tier shit. >But who is it? >”Well this isn’t how I planned to spend this fall.” Sunset eventually says to you. “Yeah. I’m just glad that whoever did it didn’t come for the rest of us.” >”Well clearly whoever did it had a problem with Timber.” Applejack infers. “And they wanted to get away with it too. It’s still scary to think they could still be running around somewhere around here. People like this can get dangerous when they’re close to getting caught. Ah hear about it all the damn time.” >”Do you think it was someone from the camp?” Sunset asks. “If you ask me, it probably had to be if they already knew my name and that I was going here.” >Slowly, you look around at everyone else sitting near you. >It could be any one of them. Any one of them. >But your eye is drawn to Flash, who was looking at you right before you started looking at him. >At this moment, Gloriosa comes over. >”Okay I’m going to need to ask you a few questions.” She says. “First, who was the last one to talk to Timber? I need to get answers for the nice policewoman.” >”Ah spoke to him yesterday about possible alternatives to building the cabin out of wood he was planning on chopping down.” Applejack answers. >Sunset answers next. “I spoke with him... two days ago, I think. It was about some personal but unrelated stuff.” “I talked to him at lunch a couple of times.” >After everyone answers, it turns out that Fluttershy was the one who last talked to Timber. >She talked to him very late last evening, at the door of his own personal cabin. >”What was it you and Timber talked about?” Asks Gloriosa. >Fluttershy is very hesitant to answer, and she almost looks like she’s going to cry. >She’s normally a bit less timid than this, but it’s still not surprising considering a murder just happened. >”Um... well Applejack told me that Timber wasn’t going to try to build the cabin out of scrap from around camp materials. I told her to go talk to him about that beforehand because I was too scared to do it myself.” >”You were too scared to talk to Timber?” >”Y-yes. I didn’t want to try and hurt his feelings or tell him his dreams are bad things.” >”Well what about when you DID talk to him? Was this right after he got back or a little bit after?” >”A little after. I was so worried about the animals who made their habitat in and around the tree, and I wanted to save them so badly that I wanted to make one last try to talk him out of it. It took me a lot of bravery to go talk to him.” >”And what did he say?” >”He told me that trees fall in the woods all the time, especially when there's storms.” >”And then you left?” >”Yes.” >”And what time was it when you left?” >”I-I don’t know. It must have been between seven or eight.” Fluttershy squeaks. >You know there’s no way Fluttershy could have killed him. >She cares about the animal life with all her heart but cared about Timber’s just as much. >Plus you know she’d never muster up the strength to swing that ax. >Or the stomach to do it either; it’s Fluttershy. >She’s too gentle for that kind of stuff, she wouldn’t even be able to do it. >How is she even a potential suspect? >”Hello!” Copper Top calls over from the office with a phone in hand. >”Are they here?” Gloriosa asks. >”I... got some bad news.” >”What is it?” >”The rainwater from last night made the ground very weak and slippery, and long story short there has been a major landslide in the mountains the teams had to drive through to get here. The roads are unusable.” >”Completely unusable?” >”I’m afraid so. About 20 something feet of mud and fallen trees. Ain’t no one using that road for a while and there are no other roads anyone can use.” >”Are you telling me we’re stuck here? And no one else can come to us?” >Copper Top nods solemnly. >Now you feel even worse. >The rule had been made clear that no one is allowed to go anywhere near Timber’s cabin except for Copper Top. >Gloriosa makes everyone sit in the mess hall again. >The room is quiet and you feel uneasy looking at any of the other kids in there. >Lean on the table still feeling pretty terrible. >Try not to make eye contact with whoever possibly did it. >You begin to go over it all in your head, and you can tell you’re not the only one thinking about this. >”Hey Anon.” Fluttershy comes to sit next to you. “Hi.” >Sunset is sitting on the other side of you. >You and her basically started sticking together ever since she cleared your name. >You did want her to hang out next to you someday but not like this. >”I really don’t want to sit alone. I’ve been having a really bad feeling that it could have been... s-someone in here... that did it.” Fluttershy stutters. >”I got that feeling too.” Says Sunset. “Though I don’t like jumping to conclusions, but it’s not impossible that it’s true.” >”Well, um, I don’t normally come up to people and just talk to them, but I just want you to know that it wasn’t me.” “It’s okay, I really don’t think it was you. I’m not going to see you that way.” >”But that’s just it.” Fluttershy says to you. “I was the last one to talk to Timber, so of course everyone’s going to think I had at least something to do with it.” “What? That’s nonsense.” >”Maybe for you, but I’ve been getting some mean looks and I know it’s because I was with Timber last. I don’t want anyone to think i did it.” >”Well I don’t think it was you.” Sunset assures. “That’s not at all like you. Don’t worry, I still have your back.” >”Thanks, Sunset.” >”I’ll even help you get your story straight to tell to the police. If that’s allowed, of course.” Sunset offers. “Like, when the whole team of investigator people gets here, whenever that is.” >”You’d do that?” >”I know you might have trouble keeping your composure, so it’s really the least I can do.” “Are you sure that’s allowed?” You ask. >”Well they’re all letting us talk to each other, aren’t they?” Says Sunset. “And Fluttershy obviously isn’t the culprit. It really doesn’t hurt to help her voice her side of the story to the cops.” >”And they will most definitely ask me first since I saw Timber last.” Fluttershy adds. “That pressure alone makes my mind go blank.” >”See? This is understandable.” “I just hope no one thinks something bad about this.” >”Don’t worry, we’ll just change the topic if anyone walks by.” >Sunset turns her head to face Fluttershy. >”Just start from the beginning of yesterday.” >”O-okay... are you going to do the hand holding thing where you see my thoughts?” >”No, because the purpose of this is to get you to tell the story properly to someone who won’t read your mind.” >”Okay.” >Fluttershy begins to tell her part. >... >The day before. >Late morning. >Fluttershy is sitting on a log moping. >”Heya there, Fluttershy!” Waves Applejack. >She stops. >”Eh, is somethin’ wrong?” >Fluttershy doesn’t answers and stares at the grass in front of her. >”Is the thing with Timber still botherin’ ya?” >”...Yes.” >Applejack sighs and sits down next to Fluttershy. >”Alright look, sugarcube. A understand you have some strong feelings about the trees and nature and all that. I ain’t sayin' you’re wrong to feel that way.” >”Oh, I know. But Timber still isn’t going to listen to me.” >”Well he is going into the wild where no one owns any of the trees. It’s really his business whether or not he cuts some down for building purposes.” >Fluttershy sniffles and tears up. >”But I know what you’re thinkin'. That it doesn’t mean that those squirrels and birds need to lose their home.” >”It’s just not fair to them.” Fluttershy says. “And Gloriosa and I are the only two who care enough to try and make him change his mind but he doesn’t want to do it.” >”That’s cause siblings almost never listen to one another in things like this. And you... you didn’t exactly make a convincing argument why he shouldn’t do it.” >Fluttershy sighs. >”I know. I’ve never been good at arguing. I can never stand it.” >Fluttershy thinks about trying to talk to Timber again. >But she knows she won’t have anything new to say. >”Well listen, I don’t disagree with your cause, even though I’ve myself chopped down trees.” >”That was different. It was in your own yard and there weren’t innocent animals living in it.” >Applejack smiles. “That’s true, but you know what you did just now?” >Fluttershy falls silent. >”You argued a point. And you were right too, it was just a tree in my yard. It’s not the same as a tree in the wild. There weren’t any squirrels or nothin' in that tree, at least not that one.” >”Well it’s not like Timber’s going to care about the difference between a yard tree and a wild tree. He just wants to gather wood.” >”That’s where it gets difficult, Flutters. If you truly do believe in somethin’ you gotta really fight for it. Though... ah don’t think that’s your type of thing.” >”No...” >”Applejack rethinks things to herself. >”Ah want to come up with a way to help you, but it really can’t be done without you puttin' your foot down a little and standing up for yourself.” >”Are you saying... you want me to help you help me?” >”Something like that. Yeah, I can help you, but it can only work if you help yourself too. You can’t just go on being scared of arguing, Fluttershy.” >Fluttershy sits with Applejack for some more time until Applejack talks her into talking to Timber again. >After this agreement, they stand up so Fluttershy can go and find Timber. >She’s not feeling as bad as she was before, but still has a feeling inside that this is going to end up with Timber still cutting down trees. >But Applejack keeps edging her on, telling her not to be afraid to voice her opinion more strongly. >After Fluttershy finds Timber, who’s about to hike out into the woods, she approaches him as Applejack waits from far away. >”T-Timber?” Fluttershy says. >”Oh! Fluttershy, how’s it going?” >”Um... sort of great.” >Fluttershy twiddles her thumbs. >”Hey uh, I’m glad I caught you.” Timber says. “You see, I know that you and I haven’t seen exactly eye to eye on this. I was wondering if... we’re cool.” >Fluttershy is at a loss for words. >She didn’t anticipate this. >”Um... I y-yeah... b-but you see...” >Her voice trails off. >”Awh it’s okay Flutters. You can trust me, the squirrels in these woods are more than just poor little things that won’t find anywhere to go if their tree is gone.” >”Y-yes, well... when I said that yesterday, I didn’t mean like they couldn’t ever find a new home. It just takes them a little bit of time to make a new home.” >”They can handle it, trust me. This stuff happens in nature a lot.” >”What if they have babies in there?” >”They’ll know how to get their young out if they know something’s wrong, I’m sure.” >”You’re SURE?” Fluttershy unintentionally raises her voice just a little. >She covers her mouth. >”Eep! I’m sorry!” >”...What?” Timber looks at her, confused. >”N-nothing!” >With that, Fluttershy scampers off. >”Fluttershy wait! Is everything okay?” >... >”Why did you run off like that?” Applejack tells Fluttershy, having seen the whole thing. >”I’m sorry! I just can’t do it. He talked first and I didn’t know what to say and... and...” >Fluttershy slumps down on her bed. >”Those poor animals are going to lost their homes and I’m not brave enough to save them!” >”Fluttershy...” Applejack pats her friend on the back. >”It’s okay, Applejack. You don’t have to try and get me to be assertive anymore. No point in wasting your time.” >”Come on now, sugarcube. Ah don’t wanna see you moping around right before we go into the wilderness alone together.” >Fluttershy stays reluctant for a bit before Applejack decides to go talk to Timber herself. >”Alright, well ah guess I’ll go talk to him for ya!” >... “So you really did have a lot of trouble confronting him.” >”It’s not my fault. I’ve always been this way. I wish I could change it but I can’t. And because of that, I ended up talking to him again... later and now I was the last person to have seen him.” >”Well, how did the second conversation go?” Sunset asks, suddenly hesitant. >Fluttershy starts blushing an awful lot. >”Um... it w-went basically the same. He said the squirrels would be fine and I agreed to stop worrying.” >She twirls her hair. >”Hm...” Sunset ponders. “Maybe I’ll have to ask Applejack how her conversation with Timber went. Just so we know more.” >Fluttershy nods and backs away. Sunset’s giving her a weird face. >You’re really confused right now. “Come on, Anon. Let’s go talk to Applejack again.” Sunset says to you. >Fluttershy stays behind at the table you were originally sitting at as you follow Sunset. >Applejack is conveniently on the other side of the room. >Then again, everyone was told they had to be in here, so... “Hey, Applejack.” You and Sunset greet. >”Howdy.” >”Uh, can I ask you something?” Sunset starts. >”Sure thing.” >”When you talked to Timber about the thing Fluttershy was having trouble with, what did the two of you say?” >Oh, that.” >”It’s just for information. Maybe we could get a lead on whoever possibly wanted to frame Anon.” >”Sure but, can’t you already do that thingy where you touch people and see what they’re thinking?” >”Oh, right.” >Sunset prompts for Applejack to take her hand and starts looking over what happened in her head. >... >The day before. >Applejack just got finished talking with Fluttershy yet again, and he’s walking around looking for Timber. >She sees him down by the peer with Flash and Norman. >Norman looks pretty calm but Flash doesn’t look too happy about something. >”Heya.” Applejack goes up to them. >”Hi, Applejack.” Timber says. >”Uh, I’m not interrupting anything here, am I?” >Flash crosses his arms. >”Nah, in fact, Flash and Norman were just on their way to build a campfire.” Timber answers with a barely noticeable grin. >Norman puts his hand on Flash’s shoulder and they go elsewhere. Applejack can overhear Norman say “just forget it, man”. >”What’s up?” Asks Timber. >”Ah wanted to talk to you about your whole wood chopping escapade you’re planning on having today.” >”Ah, really? You or anyone else wanna come with?” >”Er, not exactly. I feel like I might as well cut to the chase and say this is regarding Fluttershy.” >Timber deflates. “Oh.” >”But hey, ah just wanna let you know that I personally have no problem with cuttin' down trees. Heck, I do it all the time.” >”Yeah, I get it. Fluttershy’s the one who... well, you know.” >”Yep, ah see we’re on the same page. But I’d like to propose an idea.” >”An idea?” >”Something that will make us all happy.” >Applejack starts telling Timber about a plan to use old scrap metal and already used wood to build the haunted house cabin out of. >Timber seems less on board with it the more Applejack talks about it. >”So what do ya think?” >”Eh... I dunno.” Timber says, scratching the back of his head. “It’s a great concept, but I highly doubt we have enough scrap material around here to make a whole building out of. Let alone strong scrap material.” >He pretty much declines and Applejack accepts the fact that he’s going to do this no matter what. >”Alright, well thanks for listenin’. She says to Timber as he walks away.” >... >Sunset lets go of Applejack. “So what did you see?” >”Well, Timber pretty much said no to Applejack’s idea.” Sunset says as Applejack nods. >”Ah saw where he was comin' from but it didn’t seem like he was really trying to consider it. Which struck me as odd.” >”Can I ask you about Flash?” Sunset brings up. >”What about him?” >”He looked pretty angry when you walked up to Timber. Do you have an idea why?” >Applejack shakes her head. >”Nope. Ah never even thought about it until just now.” >Sunset looks over to where Flash is sitting. >Sitting alone, he has his head down. >Sunset squints at him. “Alrighty then.” ~~~ (Editor's Note: This short is heavily edited. The goal was to strike a balance between comedy and readability. Was it worth all the time I spent? I dunno.) >>3092459 >It sometimes really boggles your mind how people of such differences can exist as you stare at one of the more prettier girls, if not the prettiest girls in school, Rarity, bending over a little and giving you a clear view down her cleavage hole >Not as big as Fluttershy's but wow are they round and perky >In fact, wherever you seem to look all you see are prime examples of the female and male form >And then there's you, pot belly, skinny noodle arms, fat thighs, and bad posture, hunched over a bit like a mongoloid alien >Which is how you feel most of the time; you're the bottom of the barrel in a school surrounded by ten out of ten's >"...did you have something to say?" >You instantly blush and start sweating as you remember you were still glued to Rarity's honk-able funbags, and quickly look up at her "No, no I was just lost in thought because I was having such a deep thought concerning this group assignment" >Don't give an awkward smi— oh great too late, and you forgot to brush this morning >...Ok, you were too lazy to brush >Rarity looks at you a bit funny, a look you're pretty much used to by now. >In fact, you're overjoyed it's not plain-out disgust, and you start to imagine a life together, getting married, and growing old together >"You have deep thoughts about corn farming?" >Fluttershy cracks a little smile and blushes a little. >As you notice it, and you're torn whether to gush over how cute she looks or to feel like crap because you made yourself look like an idiot again >To be honest, it's such a daily exercise that you feel like nothing at all, especially not from something this mild. >And you're not that disillusioned that you believe could ever get a girl like Fluttershy. >You'd rather not depress yourself from wanting the unattainable >But sweet Principal Celestia in a babydoll would you love to sink right between those huge mammaries and never be found again "I guess there's just nothing else you know... to think about and uhh... I dunno" >Oh, real smooth you motherfucker, no wonder all your friends exist on a Chinese cartoon website >"Well it's nice to know you're taking this seriously darling, but next time you might want to look at something other than my..." >The words leave your mouth before you can stop yourself "Tits!" >You instantly look like a deer caught in headlights as you realize what you said. >And that you may have used a bit too much volume >Fluttershy also goes wide-eyed at your little outburst and Rarity frowns, gutting the same ol' knife deep into your heart every other girl does any time they interact with you >Which is only exclusively during group assignments >You don't really approach them and they don't approach you at all >Not that you'd have any place to even do it, to begin with. You're aware of how inferior you are compared to practically any other guy in the school >Rarity glances down at her bosom and looks back up at you with a sour tinge >"...yes, there, other people might misunderstand you rather easily" >Both her and Flutters are now blushing since you shouting out "tits!" might've drawn some attention to the group >As they discuss something together, you try to blend into the background like always you do >You make notice how cute each of their blushing faces looks like... so attractive and feminine >Not for fap material, though, I mean your classmates are hot and all but the internet has hardcore pornography. Why limply jerk it to some social media picture of them in a swimsuit when you can watch an equally hot girl being strapped to a table and machine-fucked until she pisses herself and passes out from too many orgasms? >Besides you'd rather use these fond memories of them for other kinds of fantasies DAMMIT YOU WANT A GF SO BAD WHY DOES NOBODY LOVE ME I'M A NICE... ok yeah, you can't really blame them >You're not a bad person in your opinion per se, just really lacking in everything compared to all of the rest >You crack a little smile after drawing a piece of corn with a meme face onto the presentation piece about corn >While writing "BEHOLD, CORN" under it you're snapped back to reality by Fluttershy's voice and then Rarity's >"Uhm... can you hear us Anonymous?" >"Anon honestly, stop doodling and pay attention" >Yeah, I already did, to your tits "Y-yeah sorry, I was lost in thought, h-hehe" >"We were talking we should continue this at my house today after school, is that ok with you?" "Oh yeah, sure" >Wait what, at Rarity's house? >The rest of the conversation passes in a complete daze as you're completely consumed by the thought of going to a grille's house >And after not doing anything special, just casually getting properly prepared to go over: cutting and filing your nails, brushing your teeth with an instant-whitening toothpaste, shaving again, washing yourself, even using that male hair conditioner your mom bought, re-applying deodorant, even some aftershave and you're ready to go >And after the first step out of your house, you wonder for the rest of the way to her house if you overdid it >And importantly, if they can notice >After the manual walk to her house, you push the doorbell button and wait >And soon enough, Rarity opens the door >"Oh" >Oh? >"It seems Fluttershy is going to be late, after all. She called me earlier and told me she's having some trouble with her pets and that she might be late. Come on in Anon, I trust you brought over the printouts you were supposed to?" >You nod "Yeah" >You step in, trying your best to not let on how absolutely scared shitless you feel right now because you're going to be alone together with Rarity >Yet at the same time you feel extremely, extremely lucky >She leads you to her room, all the while you take notice how pleasant her whole house smells, how her parents are away, or maybe it's whatever feminine scents she's giving off as you walk behind her and that ass you've been staring at constantly, oh sweet lord and some guy will, or already has, fuck that thing? Hot damn you're depressed again because it'll never be you >But damn it looks good, your emotions are a rollercoaster between sad and happy >After sitting down and getting the stuff out, a silence falls to the room as the two of you work on your own pieces of paper and stuff for the group presentation, or whatever it was again. You're too busy wondering if this was all arranged by her and she's going to confess having animalistic feelings of raw lust towards you before pushing you to the bed and riding you dry and confessing her undying love for you, or if Flutterboobs is honestly just late >No wait, what if it is Fluttershy whose got feelings for you? Honestly, their whole group consists of one girl after the other so hot you can't even put it into words, so any one of them would be the best >Although you do have a few favorites... no wait, why are you even thinking of something so impossible, you gotta stop this kind of self-torture; are you some kinda mental masochist? >You really hope not >"Darling?" >Oh yes, call me darling in bed and spank my ass with a riding cro- "Uh, yeah, Rarity did you need something?" >She smiles a bit and it's the most beautiful smile you have ever seen, 10/10 would fall in love with instantly, and oh god, are you sad and deprived of any interaction with the opposite sex to react that way >"You really do like to be lost in your thoughts a lot don't you?" >They're my only friends "I guess...sorry" >"Kind of like today, when you were staring at my womanly assets" "O-oh, I were, I was completely out of it so no worries, I didn't even notice them or anything I was looking at," you say, sweating and red-faced >"Anon, be honest with me. Besides earlier today, this is the almost the thirtieth time I've caught you staring at that particular area of my body" "Uh-huh" >That's right, keep a calm face while trying to remember if the window to her bedroom was too high to jump out from, and plan how you can escape her house if needed to >"Now, I'm not so dumb as to not know what's going on in the heads of many boys of my age. I'm quite aware how much they like to sneak a peek but-" >Why do you feel like crying? No eyes, do not water up! Stop it! There is nothing to cry about in here, why are you feeling like a guy about to be rejected when you haven't even asked the girl out to begin with! >"If you could at least be a bit more sneaky about it... it's quite... creepy to be honest" >Ah yes, "creepy." >You already knew that it's what most girls think about you, yet it still hurts to hear it in person— wait did she... "A-are you saying that it's ok? To look?" >She has a stern look on her face that's going straight to the fap folder in your brain >"Yes, with moderation. You're practically drooling most of the time" >Wow, does your face feel hot right now "...I'll uhmm... keep that in mind" >Your voice sounds a bit weaker than normal and oh great you looked right down at her tits again >You look back up and find her with an unimpressed look on her face as she sighs >"Let's just get back to work" >Oh wow, you could fall for her right here and now. That is the most understanding a female person has been towards you, and especially with such a touchy subject like this >You rest back and let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, and in the process, your hand ends up sliding under her bed and coming into contact with something >So you grab it and pull it out without giving it a second thought >You hear Rarity gasp in shock as you hold up a floppy huge Bad Dragon dildo, at least twice the size of your own cock and fashioned with a knot. >Time seems to move in slow motion as you notice it has a bit of something caked on it, and then you look between it and Rarity, who is now reaching for it >That has been in Rarity >Rarity has been using that in her hole or holes >Every bad dragon porn video you've seen suddenly gets replaced by a Rarity™ version where she's doing everything you've seen on the wonderful world of internet porn >As you get hard, Rarity manages to grab it, allowing time to resume its normal pace >Rarity is obviously embarrassed, clutching against herself as it pushes up against her tits oh sweet lord jesus >"ANON BEFORE YOU-" "That's so hot." >Both of you pause >That was not supposed to come out >"Anon did you just-" >You quickly get up, forgetting all about your obvious tent "I'm gonna go masturba-TO HOME! Home I am going yeah bye!" >You don't even notice her eyes glued to your crotch as you quickly escape her house, but just as you're about to reach the front door, Fluttershy opens it >So you accidentally grab her boobs, quickly pull your hand back, and let out a shriek. You then quickly slip past her and start running away, hearing Rarity call out to you >But you're too shocked and overjoyed about discovering Rarity's perverted side and getting to grab boobs. You make sure to keep in mind how it felt all the way to your house and also during your vigorous fap session while looking at Bad Dragon pornography >And then afterward feel depressed about girls using toys twice or three times the size of your own cock, losing even more confidence in your ability to ever being able to sexually pleasure a woman >Not that you had much to begin with >And just as you're about to past out from exhaustion you suddenly became aware that any other guy would probably have stuck around, or even managed to talk themselves into having actual sex with Rarity, and feel like drinking bleach once again ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #236- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30644750 ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ >>30763025 >-ah- Hello there, sister mine. You look surprised. >Firstl-mmmmMMMMMMMMMM!... we /must/ commend your ability to pick a suitor. He’s an absolute splendid gentleman. >Even better in bed, even! Truly, you’ve outdone yourself this time. >But that must be the ca-SE, sister. We can’t be too certain you knew /just/ how marvelous he was, and remains to be. >Becau-au-au-ause… ~ah! He must not have had the…(huff).../attention/. >Do not confuse our words sister; you are a beautiful, magnificent, and truly inEXOrable lady that most men would-urgh-... /KILL/ to have as a wife. >It strikes me that you must not have been much...more. >~Oh! >mmmmmm…. Such a strong, sumptuous man… and a cock to match. >One which seems to get even more so as we’ve… continued. >What’s that you ask? Have we done this before? >Sister, this is not even the first time /tonight/ he’s ravaged my insides. >We -honestly- would have guessed you’ve seen us, both about the castle, even when the three of us are all present. >His “subtle” glances towards my, unf, chest, the way I’ve seen him peek at my rear... >Why, I believe he even entered our chambers to gawk at us whilst we bathed. >The gall! We almost let him take us right there. >We are aware of my reputation as the “amorous princess,” given the nature and time of most /intimate/ relations... >It was not hard to see how much he needed this. >Seeing him squirm in his own dreams, watching him imagine plunging himself into our supple derriere... >When we let him gaze upon us for the first time, we were certain he would tear through his garments. >He certainly tore us out of ours. >We surrounded his member with our teats, and the rest is history. We remember seeing his bulging tip -just- emerge from between the-- >~AH! We th-thiink he does t-too... >It is easy to understand your teary gaze, sister. You fell in love with this man, his charm, his clear appreciation for you... >It must be hard knowing he dreams of our figure, and how to make them /his/ every night. >Sister, if you wanted what he was obviously ready to offer, you ought to have acted sooner. >But, with how we’ve treated him? He most certainly wouldn't return to an amateur such as yourself anytime soon. >Our throat has acted as a nice cocksleeve for him. His musk has been close to enchanting, sister mine. Intoxicating, and it drives our nethers /crazy/. >How voraciously he grabs us, and thrusts without a care... >The simple act of walking has been more difficult since we’ve begun. >Oh, we must...be… ~aaaaaah! >mmmmmmmmmmm…….. Oh!.... That… was our…. /ninth/ orgasm of tonight. >Given the pace he seems to have currently taken in ramming me, he must be close, too. >Mmmmm…. If only you knew how consistent his fat loads were. >If you stick around-d-d-d…. You might see his /fourth./ >You wouldn’t want to cockblock your beloved husband… would you? ~~~ ------------------------------------------------- #235- https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/ ------------------------------------------------- ~~~ https://cdn2.desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/mlp/image/1501/33/1501332449161.png >>30617888 We need a green of this. >>30614663 She's rich but performs sexual favors with the butlers and cooks for free to keep them loyal. >>30623698 Decided to make something of this. >Rarity rests on her hammock in the summer hear, at twelve noon. On the back patio of her mansion. >Wine in one hand and a small fan in the other which she waves at her face to cool off. >The radio is on so she can listen in on the stock market news; there are a lot of winnings coming her way. >Another 100,000 dollars, then another 350,000... >A couple of smaller additions to her stockpile of invested millions. >She watches her servants do work in the house, cleaning everything up, all that kind of stuff. >"Yoohoo!" Rarity calls for them. >Both of the servants come rushing out. >ButlerAnon and CookAnon. Each of you come out. >They immediately fix their eyes upon Rarity's light grey bikini that barely hold on to her body. >Rarity watches them slowly get hard as they ask if there's anything they can help her with. >The thing is, to please herself, Rarity never got herself any special toys to store anywhere. >She thinks those are for casuals. >Instead, she decided to make do with something a little bit more. >Something in addition to your pay. >"I'm feeling very hot today." Rarity tells the two of you. "I need you to cool me off." >She purposely spills a little bit of her wine onto her chest, the top of her bikini becoming soaked and transparent. >"I also need you to clean the wine off of me." >Her grin tells you enough about where this is going. >Both of you hop onto the hammock on either side of your millionaire mistress, on either side of her. >Rub her shoulders a little, pulling out the sunscreen after about thirty seconds. >Rarity sighs gratefully as she feels your hands go from gliding around her smooth shoulders to sneaking their way to her cleavage. >She pulls each of your closer after your fingers slip under both her bikini top and bottom. >Undoing all of the knots and letting the cloth fall away from her body. >Rarity's spirally hair brushes against your hands when they rub the back of her neck with a dab of sunscreen on your palms. >Spread it to her back, her abdomen, her breasts, her hips. Her entire heated body under the Summer Sun. >Gotta cool her off. >She tells you that you need to cool off too, and curiously undoes the fronts of your pants. >Both of you do what she wants and pull your pants down, letting your dicks flick out for her to fondle as you lather her naked body with sunscreen. >The best part of this is that she still always pays the two of you anyway even after all of this. >For being her personal fuckbuddies. >Take turns kissing her, but you don't need to take turns fingering her pussy. Do it at the same time. >Making her moan with multiple hands stroking her. >Rarity whispers about how pleased she is. >She pulls the two of you closer on the very strongly supported hammock. >ButlerAnon facing Rarity from the front while CookAnon faces her from the back. >Rarity lets you two lightly slap some more sunscreen onto her and basks in your hands grabbing her bare skin all over, blushing profusely. >ButlerAnon's hands squeezing her breasts and CookAnon's hands squeezing her ass. >Rarity swings her hips around with your hands groping her. She strains lovingly. >Her nude body radiantly glistening in the sun, >Curves moving against your hands, Rarity falls forward. >Her elbows planted onto the surface of the hammock, her lips unable to resist kissing the tip of the dick on front of her face. >She slinks her ass back into the dick behind her, now in a complete doggy style position. >"Well go on." She says to you. >Rarity's lips wrap around your solid shaft as it slips in. Both front and back. >Her tongue grazes along the underside of ButlerAnon's dick, and the moisture of her pussy helps CookAnon's dick slip its full length in with ease. >Both of you can feel how excited she is. >Penetrating the lady from both ends of her body, spit-roasting her harder more than the sun could ever roast her once you get the thrusting going. >Rarity knows how to grind herself against your cocks inside of her. >Lips pressing down onto the skin and shaft every time you go in or out. >The two of you hold her in place on her hands and knees between you. >Already starting to sweat partially from the heat. But mostly because of you grinding your meat into Rarity's moist holes. >Breathe more heavily and feel your hearts begin to race; Rarity takes the two of you with such passion. >Her hair bounces back and forth with each thrust. >Grab her swaying breasts and squeeze them some more while plowing her from behind. Her ass jiggles each time you thrust. >Keep Rarity's hair out of her face at first, before she insistently moves your hand to her body instead. >She wants her hair to fly everywhere and hang over her face for the rough passion she wants. >The walls of her mouth and the walls of her pussy stimulate your cocks generously, making each of you get closer to climax together at the same time. >Her moans only further arouse the two of you; her body shaking and twisting around between your synchronized thrusts. >Rarity immerses herself into the taste and feeling of your dicks, rolling her eyes back as juices begin to leak from her pussy. >She shivers from intense excitement, heating up even more than she was before you two came out to please her. >The wine stained bikini lies to the side of the rocking hammock. >It's going to have to wait a little bit longer before being picked up. >Rarity raises her ass a little more as she feels you both begin to succumb to your arousal. >She lets you push your entire lengths in, releasing streams of cum deep into her womb and down her throat. >Listen to her swallow it all down before letting out a long groan of satisfaction. >A groan that says "you two have done well". >Let your dicks slip out with mixtures of cum and saliva on one member and mixtures of your cum and her cum on the other. >Rarity turns around and falls to her back like the lady she is, presenting her slippery, glistening front to the sky above. >A slight stream of cum dripping from her reddened vulva onto the hammock, leaving a dark wet spot. >She licks the last of the ButlerAnon load from her lips and swallows it like the rest. >Rarity's majestic hair covers most of her face, but she makes no attempt to brush it out of the way. >Rather it staying wild for as long as she's on her back between the two men. >She grabs your hands and makes you lather some more sunscreen onto your palms. >You go back to grabbing and fondling her naked body. She asks you to wipe away the remaining cum leaking from her pussy with your finger and put your finger to her lips on her mouth. >Do so without hesitation; Rarity's thirstily juts her tongue onto your thump and pulls it into her mouth. >Licking everything off before you could hope to pull your thumb back out. >Both of you are still very erect, and Rarity wouldn't pass up the opportunity for the world. >"Let's see how many times you can last this time around." She softly gasps with her breasts rising and falling with each excited breath. >Rarity spreads her legs and welcomes your re-entry. >She tilts her head back for a second mouthful of meat to feel thrusting against her tongue. >She couldn't wait to feel the two of her best servants inside of her once again. >Coating her outside with sunscreen and coating her inside with load after load. >Each time she makes you cum, Rarity gets a little bit louder with her moans but more exhausted. >But it's the exhaustion she loves to feel. >And from no one else but ButlerAnon and CookAnon. >The hammock surprisingly holds tight to the palm trees, rocking violently to the fun occurring atop. >All afternoon long. >The lady uses her servants to pleasure her body on a hot summer afternoon. >She takes your dicks and takes your loads with a great desire for more each time. >Hands groping her curves and mounds. Long shafts pushing in and out of her, giving her more cum to intake. >Rarity's absolute paradise. >Lying sprawled out between you, using your bodies just as much as you're using her body. >The time to rest finally comes, and you pour the rest of the wine all over Rarity's body. >Her body is extremely sleek and coated in all kinds of moisture from the past half hour or so. >And her temperature has reached something like a fever pitch. So sweltering hot on a Summer's Day. >The cold wine and a couple of ice cubes makes Rarity shiver. Her smile grows wide as she shuts her eyes. >It gives her goosebumps, forcing her nipples to become erect. >Rarity quietly moans again as the feeling of her pleased body finally being cooled. >Breathing heavily in the afterglow that finally sets in. Her eyes roll back in happiness and she sighs on her back as the cool breeze soothes her. ~~~