Stories submitted by anonymous writers from threads 11 through 20 are collected here. Table of Contents 7264294 11390801 7264844 7265217 7301519 7350508 7854135 7910706 8898967 9928060 9776012 9951101 9925928 10277200 10398684 10473417 10476473 10513383 10624430 10690122 10902285 11092776 11096589 11208034 11295314 11311810 ----------------------- 7263859 Day Squiggletail on Earth >be Rarity >reading the newspaper while having breakfast >moved here to set up new branch of Carousel Boutique >things are going well, except for one thing >a knock at the door, you sigh and trot over >it's Anon again >"Are marshmallows your fetish?" >he is holding a large bag of the spongy confection >"They are certainly not! However," >you levitate the bag into your room >"I shall confiscate these before you do anything... strange with them." >"Oh alright, Rarity." >he forces a smile >you slam the door in his face >then, after making sure he's gone >you rip open the bag and start gobbling up the marshmallows >five minutes later, the bag is empty >you start sobbing to yourself >what have you become, Rarity? >can't even be honest with yourself >all because you secretly wish that you were >Fucking Anon ----------------------- 7264294 Day Her Hair Smells Like Apples on Earth >be Applejack >a knock at the door >that's weird, you think >nop0ny ever knocks at your door >maybe it's Anon? >heh, keep dreaming Applejack >regardless, you trot on over to open it >your eyes widen as large as plates >holy hay, it IS Anon! >"Hey Anon! W-Whatcha up ta?" >"Oh, hi Apple-something." >"Is there anythin I can do ya for?" >you wink at him suggestively >"And I do mean, ANYTHIN..." >Anon scratches his head and smiles awkwardly >"Err, sorry about that. I might have mixed up your address with Fluttershy's" >your ears droop sadly as you point him the right way >"That's great! Thanks a lot, Ms. Apples!" >he quickly runs off to guess your friend's fetish >you sigh and close the door >face it, Applejack >nop0ny will ever like you >you are nothing special and you talk funny >munch on some apples while watching TV >alone and forgotten, as usual >something wet drips down your cheek >you ignore it and keep eating >being Applejack is suffering ----------------------- 7264844 Day Rainbro on Earth >be Rainbow Dash >a knock at the door >you open it and find Anon >"Are you ready for an awesome day?" >he pulls out a pair of tickets to watch a NASCAR event >you awkwardly try to hold his hand the whole time, but fail >then, you two have lunch at an expensive floating restaurant >you chat idly about your plans for the future, and so does he >in the afternoon, you play racing games at the nearby arcade >you let Anon win a few rounds just to see him smile >then, as the two of you are walking home >Anon thanks you for coming with him >he had planned the day for Fluttershy, >but NASCAR, seafood and games aren't her fetish >a tear rolls down his cheek as he speaks >you pat him on the back encouragingly >"Is it me? Why won't she love me." "Anyp0ny would be lucky to have you." >you tell him that you'll help him guess Fluttershy's fetish >you force a smile and walk him back to his apartment >then, when you finally return home >you retreat to your bed and cry yourself to sleep >you know who he loves, but you can't help loving him >sadpony.jpg ----------------------- 7265217 Day Purplesmart on Earth >be Twilight >no knock at the door >of course there isn't any >Anon is already inside your room "Thanks again for volunteering, Anon!" >"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" >he mumbles something through the gag >probably how humans say, "Sure thing! Anything for best pony!" >you blush at that >best pony might be a little much >though it's definitely true, of course "Now let me start on some experiments I've been waiting to try!" >Anon shakes his head and struggles >but he has been properly restrained >for science, of course "I shall begin the examination." >you concentrate your magic carefully >one by one, you remove his clothes >first, his shirt >then, off goes his belt >next, are his pants >until only one piece of clothing is left "My, my. You are a very lovely specimen, aren't you?" >"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph! >you blush at those words >you're pretty sure that's how humans say, >"Let's have sexy times, best pony!" "That's a bit risque, but I like that!" >you lick your lips as you approach your prey >he screams in pleasure as you rut until he passes out >today_was_good_day.jpg ----------------------- 7301519 Day Office Pony On Earth >be unicorn pony, female >crossed over to find work >now working as an office pony >still not used to wearing clothes >but better than being stared at >some of these humans are creepy >meet a stallion at the office >works in IT, a unicorn pony too >seems smart and nice but shy >keeps to himself most of the time >a few weeks later, manage to befriend >slowly opens up about himself >one day, sends an email with a link >instructions for an illusion spell >how to look like a human girl >wants to know what I think >not sure if should trot away >or try kinky human stuff >Celestia knows how long it's been >wat do? ----------------------- 7350508 > My name is Lenny Heartstrings. > I am a single male unicorn. > My special talent? Well, let's not talk about that. > Currently, I work in the IT department for the Company. > I'm just your average pony trying to get by on Earth. *click* > That's right. > I'm a pony on Earth. > Now, let's see what's on the news. *click* "Thousands of ponies and humans homeless after major typhoon hits" *click* "Parents call out for more stringent gun and magic control" *click* "High levels of pollution spark anger from Canterlot residents" *click* "Pony inc. plans to cut more jobs after declaring financial losses" *click* "CES 2013 - A smartphone designed for ponies on the go" *click* > Perhaps, you would ask, "Why are we ponies here on Earth?" > "How did we cross over to this world from Equestria?" > "What happened in the great Human-Pony World Wars of the 1900s?" > "And why did ponies and humans choose to co-exist?" > Yes. Those are all very good questions. > But that's not what I'm going to talk about today. *click* > My name is Lenny Heartstrings. > And I'm here to tell you my story. "Hello, Lenny." > "Yes, Ma'am?" "Close the door behind you." > "Yes, Ma'am." "Do you know why I called you in my office?" > "No, Ma'am." "Good." > The human girl behind the desk smiles at me. > She is the young, sexy director of this branch. > Her word is law around here. Anything she says, goes. "You're a good pony, Lenny. A good pony for the Company." > "Thank you, Ma'am." "And as such, you deserve to be rewarded." > She pulls out a saddle from her drawer. > I swallow nervously. My heart begins to beat faster. > She licks her lips, walks up to me and places it roughly on my back. > "Uh, M-Ma'am?" "I'm going to take you for a ride!" > Without warning, she jumps up on my back. > I can feel her weight. She is actually pretty light. > She starts stroking my mane with her delicate fingers. > I whinny in surprise. They are so soft and gentle. > Then, she begins stroking my neck. "Enjoying yourself, Lenny?" > "Y-Yes, Ma'am!" > I blush as she starts stroking my side. > Her fingers are amazing! She knows just where to touch. "That's a good pony..." > She takes one hand and starts scratching behind my ears. > Then, with the other, she slowly pushes a finger into my mouth. > I suck on it greedily. She giggles as I tickle her with my tongue. "Oh, my! Aren't you a lively one~" > She leans forward and presses her chest upon my back. > I begin panting heavily as I feel the softness of her breasts. > Then, I hear the sound of something drop on the floor. "Oops! Seems like I dropped my shoes." > She stretches out her feet for me to see. > Stockings. She is wearing the sexiest pair of black stockings. > And then, she starts rubbing between my hind legs with her toes. > Oh, Celestia! That feels too good! > "M-Ma'am! I-I'm sorry! I'm-" > I wake up with a start. > After blinking a couple of times, I realize that I'm in my room, > Alone, sticky and feeling somewhat violated. > I plant my hoof upon my face and wait for my urges to subside. > Five minutes later, they still don't. I sigh and get up. > Better take a quick shower before leaving. > The last thing I need is to smell like sad and lonely pony. > In the bathroom, I stare at the mirror for a moment. > "My name is Lenny, and today is a good day!" > The pony in the mirror just raises an eyebrow in response. > Well, whatever. I finish my morning rituals and get dressed. > After breakfast, I pack my saddlebag and head off to work. > The morning train is tightly packed with commuters, as usual. > At the next station, a young highschool human girl gets on. > She gets pushed by the other passengers and her behind lands on my face. > I instinctively take a whiff. Oh, Celestia! She smells good! > She notices my heavy breathing and backs away. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Mister! I didn't see you back there!" > I quickly clear my throat and try to act natural. > "N-No problem, Miss!" > I turn to the window so she doesn't see the stupid smile on my face. > The rest of the ride is uneventful. Soon, she gets off. > I sigh at my reflection on the window. > My name is Lenny Heartstrings. > And I have a teeny little problem. > I have a thing for human girls. ----------------------- 7854135 >Day Mint Pony on Earth >Be Lyra Heartstrings >Nothing I love more than humans. >Invite friend over for dinner >Afterwards, show him my prized collection "Wow! I didn't know you collected figurines!" >He starts looking through the shelves full of tiny humans. "Huh? Doesn't this look like Rachel from accounting?" >Smile at him cheerfully. >Never been good at magic myself. >Except for this one little spell I worked on. >His expression changes from confusion to horror as my horn glows. >*ZAP!* >And in that instant, he is frozen stiff and shrunk to the size of my hoof. >I take the little human and brush his hair with a tiny brush lovingly. >He stares back with eyes frozen in horror. >But that's alright. With time, those eyes will dull with despair. >Play with him and little Rachel until I get bored. >Put them both on the shelf with the others. >Time for bed. No more tears, only dreams now. >Nothing I love more than humans. ----------------------- 7910706 >Day Dentist Pony on Earth >Be Minuette >Got license to practice on this side >Opened clinic, business is booming >Life is pretty good >But something is still missing. "Hey Mini! You closing for the day?" >"Yep, just let me lock this thing-" Here, let me help." >You smile as the male human fiddles with the lock >This person was a good friend >"Thanks a lot! You doing anything tonight?" "No, not really." >"Why don't you come over for dinner?" >And there was something special about him "Alright. I guess I can come over tonight." > "That's great! See you at seven?" >I'm definitely getting it tonight. "You got it, Mini." >I smile at him brightly. >He blushes bright red in response. >Night Dentist Pony on Earth >Be Minuette >It is past midnight >Your friend finally wakes up "Oh, my aching head-" >He tries to stand up, but can't >The human is bound to the chair with ropes >"Good evening, sleepy head~" "H-Huh? W-What's going on!?" >"Finally awake? I thought I was going to get started without you~" "Get started? What the hell are you talking about?" >You smile and adjust the dentist chair downwards >"Time to open up. Say 'ahh'~" "M-Mini? Why are holding those-" >You interrupt him by forcing his mouth open with your dentist tools >He mumbles incoherently as you admire his perfect pearly whites >"Your teeth are just as pretty as I remember them~" "Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" >"I hope you don't mind if I take a few of them for my collection~" "Mmph!? MMPH! MMPH!" >"Oh, thank you! You are such a great friend!" "MMPH! MMPH! MMPH!" >"Now just relax... this is only going to hurt, well, a whole lot, really~" >You smile at him with eyes full of love. >"After all, I can't use anasthetics if I want to remove them undamaged~" "MMPH! MMPH! MMPH!" >Tonight was a beautiful night. ----------------------- 8898967 >Wake up >Be a pony >Take two steps >Die by human germs >Bad End ----------------------- 9776012 >be the Great and Powerful Trixie >touring Earth >visiting city called "Vegas" >the humans are friendly >you've invited a couple of your more enthusiastic fans to your dressing room >a pair of nicely muscled human males, pleasantly exotic-looking >they grin stupidly and ask if you'd like to "party" with them "The Great and Powerful Trixie would be pleased to celebrate with you." >they start pulling "party favors" out of their pockets >one has a smallish plastic baggie of white powder >the other is rolling a crooked-looking cigarette >you think you heard vague rumors about this kind of thing ... >next morning >your head really, really hurts >you also realize you're lying in a bed between your two "fans" from last night >that's not all you realize, either >you can't remember much of what went on >except that you enjoyed it a great deal >one of them wakes up. "Heyyyyyyyy" >you cuddle wordlessly with him >he's rolling another of those cigarettes >it was a stoned Trixie day ----------------------- 9925928 >Be a pony >Be on Earth >Take two steps >Die by human germs >Bad End ----------------------- 9928060 >be Celestia >spend months watching humans on Earth >decide you and Moonbutt and the Elements of Harmony will go to Earth and help the poor suffering brutes >create magical portal to Earth >exit somewhere in North America in close vicinity to a parking lot in some large city, late in the afternoon >humans are staring >one human male in particular is scowling, walking all the way around you and back >he takes off his eyeglasses, wipes the lenses, puts them back on again >he keeps opening his mouth as if to begin speaking, then closing it again >he frowns and covers his mouth with his hand "Hello." >all the humans stare at you astonished >there is dead silence >even the birds stop chirping >"You speak?" says the scowling one. "Yes. And we're here to help you." >he narrows his eyes further at that. "Oh, are you?" "Yes. We've been observing your planet's wars and strife, and we believe we can teach you a better way." >"So, basically, you're here to take over, because we're a bunch of stupid savages and we can't take care of ourselves, is that what you're telling me?" "What? No, I--" >"This 'better way' wouldn't happen to revolve around us doing manual labor for you, would it?" "I--" >"Lady, I was born at night, but not last night. What's in this for you?" "We just want to help--" >"You speak to us as though we were stupid children, but we do have eight thousand years of recorded history to guide us. There's always a catch, and most every invader poses as a friend of the people." "We've seen your people suffering, and we just wanted to help you overcome your violent tendencies--" >"That's part of what it is to be human. I don't know how to be anything or anyone else." "But it doesn't have to be this way--" >"We're doing fine. There's chaos in the Third World but there always has been. The industrialized Western nations are already making a better future." "More technology? You'll just use it for war." >"And if we do, it's because we have free will." "There is another way." >"Not for us. We are warriors, conquerors, hunters. We take what we need." "You could live longer lives, in peace--" >"Only the dead know peace." "Your world is threatened by ecological imbalance, by nuclear war--" >"We'll be fine. And I'll tell you something else." "What?" >"We have reason to think we're on the verge of a technological breakthrough. We may be about to unlock the puzzle of faster-than-light travel." "You mean--" >he bared his teeth in a terrible grin. "Yes. We're going to the stars. And we're going to bring fire and sword. We will make all the galaxy, all the universe, our own, or we will die trying." "You can't be serious." >"It's our manifest destiny." >you look at him, pain obvious on your face, shaking your head. >"Do you wish to try to stop us?" >his grin grows wider, and a terrible light appears in his eyes >"Will you fight me yourself?" >"Show me your power, witch! Bring your lightnings! I'll dance with them!" >"Show me your champions, your brave knights? Who'll clash steel with me?" >"Who'll gouge with me? Who'll spill their juice? Whose candle will I fart out?" >he rolls up his sleeves and advances. "Give us a good fight, won't you?" >you retreat from him, fear and confusion evident on your face >he stops >and he places a hand gently on your cheek >and speaks softly and clearly >"You don't understand us at all. If you've been watching us, watch us longer. Come back in a few years." >"Come as visitors and we will greet you as honored guests. But if you come as conquerors, we'll fight you to the last, and you'll get to be queen of a radioactive cinder." >and he turns and walks away >then stops and turns his head >"I recommend that you go back before it gets dark. This park is dangerous at night." >you look at Luna and the Elements >you walk sadly back into the portal, and motion wordlessly for them to follow >today was an educational day ----------------------- 9951101 >be the Great and Powerful Trixie >touring Earth, visiting Vegas >still partying with your fans >some of the "drugs" they have offered you made you nervous and paranoid >others made you feel disoriented and unfocused >make a private note not to try this stuff again as you don't find it that pleasant >nice of them to offer, though; you know these things are expensive >one of them is kissing your neck again >"You're so beautiful," he whispers >"But could you please put on your..." >the other one begins snickering >"Robe and wizard hat?" >not the oddest request you've heard since you came to Earth "Do you like my stage outfit so much, then?" >"Oh yeah, definitely." "Okay, I put on my robe and wizard hat--" >both of them are convulsed with laughter >you suppose it's the "drugs" they've been consuming >one of them puts his hand on your flank gently "Just a moment. I'm not finished," you say, putting on the cape >"You have to finish," one of them says, nodding vigorously. "Okay, I've put on my robe and wizard hat..." >they both whoop with laughter again >it was a bash.org day ----------------------- 10277200 >day 23 on Earth >you're Lyra >you didn't expect humans to be be so big >your hosts say that in this world, ponies and horses are considerably larger >but this is a minor detail, you think >you roll onto your back and make puppy-dog eyes at a passing human >he takes the hint and begins rubbing and gently poking your tummy "squeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" >with his hands, which are almost as large as you are >this is the most wonderful experience of your life >it was a giant hand fetish day ----------------------- 10398684 “Another day, another dollar…” You say as you open the door to your house and walk in. Putting down the paper bag you’re holding for a special someone and quickly taking off your red pizza delivery jacket, you quickly hang it up and rub the front of your head to try and relax your brain. It was a rough day to say it lightly, delivering pizzas to snotty customers who either claimed it was made wrong or that it was cold. The only thing you could do was smile and nod while at the same time hiding your sour feelings for them. The only upside to everything was that your boss was a very understanding man and your co-workers were able to sympathize with you. “Could be worse I guess, I could be alone and miserable…” You say as you kick off your sneakers and wiggle your toes happy to be able to move them more freely. As if on cue, you hear the sound of mini clopping hooves running from the kitchen area and to you, quickly bringing a smile to your face. Running towards you is a small little creature with a curved horn and a pair of dragonfly like wings on its back. Its black bug like skin along with its curved horn and buggy wings is something that would unnerve you a bit, if it wasn’t for its big emerald eyes and cute smile. The creature in question is a being called a changeling and supposedly she was the queen of them. Her name is Chrysalis and if it wasn’t for her you would most likely own a few pets that you would talk to when you were home, making you go crazy. “Ahhh, you made it home! I thought you were running a bit late today.” She said in a very happy tone as she ran towards you, before she clings to your leg. Her voice was something you were not used to hearing for the longest time before she arrived. The way she talked was like she had two voices colliding with each other endlessly. The first voice seemed to carry the tone of a woman at the peak of her young age while the second seemed to carry a more insect-like tone to it giving her voice a rather hollowed out and somewhat evil. It was different to say the least, but you always had an interest in things that were different. The changeling wasn’t very big either and was about the size of a common house cat, yet still just as cute as one. Bending your body over you put the bag on the floor and picked her up for a quick nose kiss. “Sorry I’m late Chrissy. I made an extra stop to pick you up something today.” You say as you rub your nose against hers and give her a small smile. “Ohhh what did you get me? What did you get me?” She squeaks with excitement as she wiggles out of your grasp and ran up your arm, before sitting down on your shoulder and looking down at the brown paper bag on the floor. Turning your eyes down as well, you notice the bag is slightly open, showing a bit of pink near the bottom of it. Thankfully not all of it is noticeable, leaving the little changeling guessing. “Calm down, calm down, I’ll show ya. I bet you’ll love it.” You say as you bend back down and pick up the bag. “Are you going to feed me some love?” She asks you as her eyes remained locked on the bag. Hearing her say feeding her love made you think back to when she first appeared in your house sad and lost. After you managed to calm her down and let her know you weren’t a threat you learned that she was supposedly banished by two princesses to a land full of war and strife where love was hard to find. You questioned it for sure, but considering she’s a talking bug, anything could be possible. Thankfully she’s been very cheerful on having your company and also provides good company for you in return since you were kind enough to take care of her for the time being. “Maybe,” You tell her as you grab a small heart shaped cookie from the bag and hold it up for her to grab. “You did get me love!” She squeaks as her eyes go wide and her curved horn lights up in a green aura, before she tugs at the cookie with an invisible force. That *magic* as she calls it, brings up another memory for you. When you first found her in your house, approaching her was neigh impossible considering she was scared thinking you would end up hurting her because of how she looked. That fear was accompanied with her lifting stuff up and throwing it at you for about ten minutes before she got very exhausted. Your first reaction to being attacked was to call the pest control for help, but once you heard her voice you realized you were either going crazy, or that you had a very interesting house guest on your hands. After letting her get tired, you approached her and though she feared for her life, you only offered her a bit of help. After that day she became very attached to you, always happily sticking by your side after a stressful day at work. “Bakery’s always put passion into their baking. Until I find another source of love for you that’s just as cheap, these will keep you alive.” You say as you move your hand up to her face and give her chin a soft rub. As you rub her, you hear here small wings flutter a bit, filling your ears with a soft whistling sound thanks to the holes in them. You always wondered how she could fly, yet even with her wings she always loved to be picked up by you instead. “Alright, time for some video games.” You say out loud as you head for your staircase with your PC in mind for some enjoyment. “What game you going to play today?” Chrissy asks you with a mouthful of cookie before she swallows it and looks to the bag for another one. “Think I’ll play some Fallout today. Hmm? Already done your cookie? You got to ask for the next one.” You say to before you give the bag a small shake to signal another dozen are waiting for her. “I can please have another one?” She asks you as she nuzzles your cheek in hopes it would win you over. You really don’t need to her ask you but you love it every time she nuzzles your cheek when she asks you for something. You know none of her nuzzles are real affection but just getting her to do it gives you a keen sense of power over the supposed queen. Reaching into the bag as you start up the stairs, you pull out another and once again her magic grabs it away from you. Listening to her munch away at it, you open the door to your room, flick on your light, and look around for a few seconds. Your room isn’t what you would call clean. Dirty clothes litter the floor along with a few pizza boxes and soda cans. At the far side of the room rests your rather bulky TV that has an xbox360 that’s been collecting dust for ages it seems and right beside it is your brown dresser that has a bunch of odds and ends scattered across it. Looking towards your bed in the corner you notice the sheets are coming off the mattress, the blankets are all bunched up and a few areas are stained with white and green splotches. “You really should clean your room human.” Chrissy says to you a bit annoyed that the human she’s living with, is a complete slob. “I’ll clean it tomorrow since I don’t work.” You reply back as you turn for the computer desk beside your bed. “Humph, if you say so,” She answers back not at all convinced you’ll actually do it. You won’t clean it either. Ever since you moved out of your parents’ house you’ve enjoyed the no rules policy a little too much. Always order out, never do laundry for weeks on end until you can’t even take the smell or Chrissy gets moody, and even let the dishes stack up over the sink. “You promise you wouldn’t kill the cazadors this time?” She asks you with a worried tone after she got traumatized, watching you kill a cave full of bugs for a helmet. “Don’t worry I’ll run away if I see any for you. I don’t want you to get upset at me again.” You tell her as you hit the power button and wait for everything to boot up. “Thank you.” She simply replied as she starts to flutter her wings so she could rest on your head. For some reason she always found your head to be the most comfortable when she was either watching TV with you or simply watching you play some video games. You don’t mind it, heck you find it very cute when she flops her body on it, letting her legs hang to the sides. You kind of wished she stopped eating on your head every time you give her something to snack on, but since you shower before bed you don’t bother with it. “Alright, let’s smack some bitches!” You say with a big grin on your face as you click on the Fallout icon and begin. **** “Watch out for the fire ant!” “You won’t get mad if I kill it right?” “It doesn’t have wings so go for it!” “Roger!” **** “Awww, why did you destroy the army of robots? Don’t you want your own little army to do your bidding?” “I want the bad guy ending.” “How does destroying your own army of followers get you the bad guy ending? You would think it would be better.” “You’ll see Chrissy.” **** A few hours pass by until you feel the need to eat a very late dinner. Saving the game and closing the window, you hear your little companion give off a yawn, signaling it was later then you thought. Turning your eyes to the bottom right of the screen you notice is was just after eleven o’clock, meaning you’ll likely skip dinner for the night. “Can I have a bit more love before we sleep?” Chrissy asks you giving her eyes a quick rub. “Hmm, I got to save a few cookies for you for tomorrow.” You tell her stretching your arms out. “I mean the better love.” She replies nuzzling her cheek into your head. “Ah, you mean that kind.” You say with a sly grin on your face. With those words spoken the mood quickly shifts from a happy mood to a more serious one. You can’t believe you almost forgot about feeding her before bed. After she became infatuated with you she started holding onto trinkets of yours that held great value to you. Not just the value but rather heart filled memories of your parents. You really don’t know why but when she seems to hold on it, she always seems to be more energetic and good to go. You don’t question it but you’ve found a way to get the best out of it. Getting up from your seat you walk to your nearby oak dresser and unlock a little jewelry box that holds a 3-digit code. Clicking the last digit into place you open it up and feel the little bug on your head getting anxious to have it. “Which one do you want Chrissy?” You say in a quiet tone as you notice a golden locket containing a picture of your folks and a wedding ring you found at a beach some time ago. Before the box used to be full of small wallet size pictures of different families, wedding brackets from your many trips to the beach, and other little trinkets that seemed to carry some kind of energy that kept the little changeling alive. A good portion of them were swiped from purses and bags left unattended but you knew every item stolen was worth it. Noticing you only has a few left gave an automatic mental reminder to get some more. “The ring,” “Interesting, I thought parent and son relationships had more love in them.” You say as you reach down for it. “Are you trying to imply my parents don’t love me as much?” “Not at all, the locket has lots of love on it that will keep me full for a few months at the least. I’m just saving it for when you feel like having a long night. The ring is about your size isn’t it? Can we please start?” You hear a bit more of an anxious implication in her voice as she informed you of her desires. “So what does tonight get me?” You ask wanting to know just how much fun you’ll have. “Anything you want, but you need to bring more cookies home tomorrow as well.” “How many,” “Just a dozen,” “That’s reasonable. You got a deal Chrissy. Would I get a discount if I screwed you in your form as you are right now?” “You would fornicate with me as I am? But I look too repulsive for sex in this form.” “That’s your opinion. I’m just making the love last longer with you. Wasn’t it you who said you use more energy when you transformed when we first organized our little deal?” “You…are correct. Very well, since I’m not transforming I’ll save the ring for another night and take the rest of the cookies instead. They have enough love to last a few days.” “Good. Besides I’ll probably love what you do for me anyway.” “There is no love in our exchange human. Only real couples can share love in a bedroom. We are merely two beings exchanging our services for each other’s needs.” “You make it sound so heartless Chrissy. I always thought when you had gotten off, thanks to my superior fingers, you were happy.” “That’s me enjoying the feeling. That’s not love.” “If you say so,” Closing the box and locking it back up you turn around and head back to the desk to grab the bag of cookies for her. You really didn’t want to do much with her for the night regardless. You mostly just want her to give you one of her interesting versions of a hand job. “How do you want me to service you for the night?” She says to you as you sit on your bed, letting her jump off your head and move to your side. “Just a quickie tonight, I’ll take a…hoof job as you call it and maybe a blow job on top if you’re feeling…generous.” You say the last word very loosely knowing she would most likely barter for the extra. “Humph. Very well, I need a moment.” She answers back before you noticed her lift up her black hoof. Much to your surprise there is no extra bartering. The next second you heard the sounds of skin shifting and bones crackling as each little hole in her leg moves closer to each other to make a perfect circle for you. The sound was displeasing but it was interesting to watch her body shift around like it did. “Shall we?” You say to her as you lay your body on your bed and reach for your belt buckle. “At your leisure,” She replies back to you, watching patiently for you to strip down. It only takes you a moment to undo the belt, pop the button, and unzip your jeans. A quick boxer shuffle after and you let your semi hard erection pop out for her to work with. One the essentials are taken care of, you remove your sweaty shirt and discard to the ever growing pile of clothes on your floor. “At your leisure,” You say back to her in a slightly mocking response. The changeling ignores you and moves her body between your thighs ready to serve. “Not going to sit on my gut so I can return the favor?” You say with the sole intention of wanting to play with her backside. “Why would you want to look at my body like it is? It’s unappealing.” She answers back stopping herself before she can even begin. “You’re too insecure about your real appearance. I want to try something new rather than screw some fake imitation of a girl I like.” You say to her feeling a bit insecure about your own words. When you first made the deal you would always ask her to take the form of a girl you had a crush on in your high school days, or simply one of the pizza customers that would try to seduce you for a free pizza. Sadly the strain on the transformation spell for Chrissy was very hard on her. While she was able to transform into a regular sized female, the fact she was growing about ten times her size, used a lot of energy in its own right. You wished you knew the finer details about her and why she is so small but what can you do about it? After all, you’re just a simple human housing a miniature, walking, talking bug that seems to live off of love and affection. Thinking about it, maybe you were trying to be a bit more consistent of her plight and masking it for trying something new. “Are you dozing off on me?” Chrissy speaks up feeling a bit nerved you went very quiet on her. “Sorry, was just thinking of something. Come on, get on my stomach.” You reply back to her as you extend your arm outward, and rest your hand on her blue silky mane. “Are you sure you want to do this while I’m still in this form? I rather not,” You can hear how insecure she is about letting you see her backside like it was. “Don’t be like that. Besides when you give me one of the hoof jobs before, your transformed hand goes back to your regular one and you don’t complain then.” “That’s because I’m not in this full form. Besides when I transform into a human and then transform a part of my larger form back into my own body, it actually drains lots of energy out of me.” “I recall you telling me this once.” “Sometimes I wonder if you remember everything.” “Was that a crack at this morning Chrissy?” “You did almost forget your pants.” “I was tired.” “And your boxers,” “Very tired,” “Even your shoes?” “Let’s just start.” “Did I hit a nerve?” You can sense a bit of arrogant pride behind her last words and brushed it off as best as you can. Not answering her back, she took it as her sign to stop talking and starting relaxing you. Moving her body forward she crawls onto your abs and lays her hard, cold bug like body down. Her chitin midsection rubs against you making you feel a bit nervous but you ignore it and lock your eyes on her rear. At the corner of your eyes, you notice the changeling looking back at you with a rather embarrassed look. “I don’t see anything wrong with your little butt Chrissy. I think it looks cuter this way.” You say to her as you move your hand up her side and plant your main finger on her tailbone and rub it slightly. “Hmm,” She responses as her butt rises up a bit as well as making her tail twitch and brush slightly against your arm. “Heh, already getting a bit worked up, seems you’re a bit more sensitive back here in your proper form.” You tell her as you move your other hand up and rest it against her leg. “I’m not used to it that’s all.” “I’ll have to change that slowly over time.” Moving your other hand to her other leg, you outstretch your fingers and press them into her crunchy, yet plausible skin, gently massaging it. You can feel a bit of an odd oily substance on her but you’ve always noticed she had a slightly odd touch to her. “Mmmm...” The changeling coos softly as her butt arches a bit and her back legs fidget slightly. “It’s a shame I didn’t play extra for a ride. Seeing how sensitive your butt is, it would have been cute hearing you enjoy it.” You tell her as you start to run small circles with your thumbs. “Don’t push your luck human.” “How about you just get started on your end?” You say to her realizing your dick isn’t getting sucked or stroked. “As you wish,” There’s no emotion in her voice as she lifts your erection up a bit. “Pft.” A wet sound fills your ears as you notice the changeling’s fork like tongue slather greenish goo on the edges of the hole, mostly use as a lube for you. It doesn’t weird you out, in fact you’ve even seen it when she transforms for you. Even when the exterior of her body is changed, her interior boy stays the same. Moving your thumbs up to her little list, you spread her lips and look inside and see her green flesh. “So this end is green as well.” You say out to her opening and closing it in an effort to tease her. Despite her blackish skin her flesh and insides are green in color. As you continue to look at it you feel your penis get wrapped around the slathered hole. “Enjoying the view back there?” Again there was no emotion in her voice. “Sorry, I just find it fascinating how you’re green on the inside.” You reply back as you bring a thumb back to lick it, before you move it back and rub the inside eager to have fun. “Nnh,” She moans softly realizing you don’t plan on taking your time with her tonight. “I love how you have the same pussy as a normal female.” You tell her as you move your thumb down lower. “Same clit and everything,” You finish with planting your thumb on her clit. The changeling lets out a small gasp as she notices you going right for her sweet spot, making her tail stand straight up and her legs fidget even more. “Wish you weren’t as dry as sandpaper,” You add feeling just how dry she is. “You always warm me up beforehand with your tongue.” She replies biting her bottom lip feeling your thumb rub against her tender area. “Shame my tongue can’t reach you. Wouldn’t matter anyway, I’m having more fun kneading you right now,” You tell her noting that even if you moved your head forward a bit, you would be short mere centimeters. “Mmhm!” She replies as you move your other thumb down to her clit and rub both sides of it. “Don’t forget about me Chrissy. Or are you enjoying it too much to return the favor.” You tell her getting a bit annoyed your dick isn’t getting stroked. “Hard to think straight when you do that to me, I’ll make you eat those words human,” She stammers out as her hoof finally starts to move on you. With a soft sigh you get yourself a bit more relaxed as your hardened erection finally gets attention. As she slowly starts to stroke it, you feel her forked tongue lick the tip, almost making you laugh at how ticklish it is. It doesn’t stop you though as you move your thumbs to her fleshy walls and start to feel a bit of wetness starting to show. “Will you be able to suck it with your size?” You ask her not taking your eyes off her insides. “No, it’s too large for my current size.” She answers as she opens her mouth, letting her fangs shine in the light briefly before wrapping her lips around a side of your shaft. “Ahh, I can feel your fangs brushing against me.” You say a bit nervously as the feeling of teeth travels up and down slowly on you. “Does it bother you?” She asks pulling away for a second. “No. I kind of like it actually.” You tell her as you move your fingers back and forth on her hips. “Then I shall continue,” You feel her butt wiggle a bit to slightly adjust herself before you feel the same feeling you did previous. You attempt to open your mouth to give her a sarcastic remark about how willing is she for a queen, yet your better judgement tells you to remember those fangs cut easily bite your dick off. Directing your eyes up a bit, you see a new hole to play with and bringing your thumb back to your lips to lick it. As you lick it you taste a bit of her arousal and wince a bit. It’s not a flavor your very keen about. For you it has a taste of really sour lemons and always gives you a cold shiver down your spine. It always takes a few long minutes to get used to, especially when you pay extra to enjoy her body more. You don’t mind it though, as long as you can put the taste behind your mind and have lots of love to give her, you get all the sex you want. “Still can’t use to my arousal can you?” She says to you picking up her stroking speed while eyeing the head of your dick, getting an interesting idea. “I’ll get used to it one day Chri-ah!” You start to tell her but stop instantly as you feel something new. You’re not fully sure what it is but your mind is telling you that she is using her tongue to press down on the tip of your hole. It feels unnerving and very strange as it moves back as forth, almost how your thumbs were teasing her before. “God Damn that feels…different.” You stammer out never feeling anything like that in your life. Before you can really enjoy it, she stops and pulls her tongue away, turning to look at you with a devious smile, “Mhm seems you’re the one having a hard time doing your end of the bargain now.” She tells you as her hoof moves to the tip of your erection before she starts to turn it slightly. “Ahh fuck!” You feel your back arch up from the slimy hoof twisting just under the head. “Maybe I’ll make you cum and be done with it,” She says, her words oozing with confidence, “Considering you seem too preoccupied with returning the favor.” You know you deserved that for earlier. Every time you would try to poke at her, she would poke back just as hard. “Sorry,” You simply answer back almost feeling like you’ll cum any moments. “Sorry? Sorry for what?” Her twisting motion goes faster. “Fuck! I’m sorry for complaining! Chrysalis stop! I don’t want to cum too quickly!” You beg at her feeling yourself start to climax way too quickly. “That’s better,” She replies as her hoof slams to the bottom of your shaft and stops moving. You quickly catch your breath from what just happened. Before she started to make her point you barely felt anywhere close to cumming. Sadly thanks to your deal with her she managed to learn a few things about you and the human anatomy. “Now how about you stop whining and return the favor?” She says as she grinds her ass into your stomach to get her point across. You give her a slightly sour look but say nothing and get ready to please her. This time you’re done teasing her and plan on getting right to it. “You want it that badly now do you?” You tell her as you get the full length of your thumb wet. “I’ll give it to you then.” Using your other hand you pull one side of her slit open and push your wet thumb deep inside of her. “Nngh!” she replies caught off guard by your actions. Thankfully she’s a bit more wet so you didn’t hurt her very much. Feeling the thumb pleasure her, she clenches her muscles around it so she is able to feel every last bit of it inside of her. Thankfully she starts to stroke and lap at your erection again making you happy. Looking at where you’re fingering her, you notice a green coat of her fluids coating your thumb, making it easier to pleasure her without any resistance. The little bit of your thumb that doesn’t go inside of her but has the fluid on it, already starts to harden up from the cool air in your room. Every now and then you hear her moan softly into you as her back legs shift slightly so they don’t get too tired from standing too much. Most of the time you watch her bluish tail bob and weave a bit, sometimes brushing against your hand. You rather have her cunt up in your face but you get what you asked for sadly. Eventually you get a bit bored of thumbing her pussy but you quickly notice the other hole right above it, ready to be treated. You say nothing to her as you move your free hand off her side and move your thumb to her little butthole. The second it finds its mark, you notice her tail flick upward a bit but thankfully she doesn’t stop working you. You frown not getting a proper response and try a different tactic. You had her fidgeting when you played with her clit before but now that she’s more aroused, you look forward to her fidgeting again. Her eyes open suddenly as she feels your thumb slipping down her slit while your other thumb starts to slowly massage her butthole. “You’re not making thi-ngh~” She says quickly knowing where your thumb is heading but freezes up once it makes contact. She would rather have your thumb anywhere else but there. She feels it at the bottom of her slit, the spot where she’s wettest, slowly starting to moisten up more and more. You can feel her body trying to enjoy it without her stopping but you feel your hoof stopping and her tongue not doing anything for you. “I bet I can get you off first Chrissy.” You tell her with a smirk. “Nngh…You’re going to play like that, are you?” Her voice is shaky but proves she up for your little challenge by moving her hoof back to the rim of your dick. “Maybe,” You tell her as you feel her soft folds trying to clench your thumb. “Or maybe not,” you follow up by moving both thumbs away from her giving her a rather empty feeling. “Sometimes you can be evil human.” You can hear how annoyed she is by your actions. Judging from how her legs are fidgeting and how warm her pussy is you can tell she’s getting very close. “Maybe I’ll make you beg for it.” You tell her as you give your knuckles a quick crack. “You’re pushing it,” You hear a bit of frustration behind her words as you feel her hoof twist slightly. That feeling of almost instantly cumming again quickly returns as your body tenses up. “You know I love pushing your buttons. Maybe if you ask nicely I’ll finish you off.” You tell her moving your hands behind your head. Suddenly you hear the familiar sound of skin shifting and bones cracking. Looking to the source you notice her free hoof has a big enough hole to stroke you off with. “Return the favor and I’ll double the fun for you.” She tells you as you watch her hoof glide over to your erection. You just smile as her first hoof goes to the bottom of your shaft while the second takes its place at your head. Thankfully your dick is already slimy enough that she doesn’t have to wet her second one. “How can I say no to that? Maybe I should be nice and get you off first.” You tell her as you move your fingers back to where they belong on her. "It would seem wise to do so. I could concentrate better on making you happy." There's a hint of eagerness in her voice as you give her the idea of getting her off first. While you meant it to only tease her some more, you actually liked the idea of a better hoof job. "Then I'll do it. Relax for me.” The changeling obeys your words and slides her hooves off your erection and let them rest under her head. You quickly miss the feel of her slimy hooves but you know it will be worth it after she’s happy. “I’m very close so don’t waste time.” She tells you giving her little butt a slight wiggle under your hands. “If you say so,” You don’t even take a slow approach for her. Quickly putting one thumb to her swollen clit and the other to her butt, you slowly push your thumb into it. Even though she’s managed to learn a weakness about you, you’ve done the same and learned hers was her butt. The nights you paid for anal you could tell she enjoyed it much more than anything else. “Ssssssssssssshit,” her words are hollow yet you knew she wasn’t expecting that. Her whole body felt hot from it but it felt nice to enjoy something without having to return the favor…for the time being. You say nothing else and decide to stay quiet. The only thing you hear for the next few minutes is her moaning softly from pleasure and her wings fluttering from time to time. You wish you could stick your dick in her considering her interesting scent is making your ignored erection twitch and shiver for attention. “Fuck…just a bit more…” you hear her ever so slightly as her body shifts a bunch to signal her climax was nearing. It didn’t take long, a few more playful thrusts with your thumb and some rough massaging on her clit before she cums on your thumb with an exhausted sigh. You give her a few extra seconds of treatment to make sure she enjoys every last second of it pull you pull your thumb out and stop massaging her. Pulling your wet thumb away you noticed it coated in an even darker green slime that almost reminds you of Gak. “You’re a messy girl you know that right?” you tell her giving your hand a quick shake, making the bug cum fall to your chest. “Your fault for working me up so much,” She tells you as she comes out of her relaxed state and puts your penis back in both her hooves. You could have sworn you heard your neglected penis scream for joy once her hooves went back to their rightful place. Arching your hips upwards a bit, the changeling resumes her end of the bargain. Closing your eyes to enjoy it more, you let your imagination run wild a bit. The image that triggers in your mind is a human sized Chrysalis sitting on top of your erection, grinding against it in a playful manner. Reaching for her ass you grip both cheeks with your sweaty hands and began to rub them. As if reading your mind, the changeling starts to move your dick around like she would grin against it if she was in full size. In fact she was doing such a thing. She knew using magic would drain her energy faster but she always loves playing with your mind when the chance arises. A quick flash of green in her eyes and a flare of her horn and you fall into a lucid trance. You feel a slight buzzing in your head but dismiss it as a small headache. What is really a simple hoof job in real life is turning into real sex in your mind. “Does my human enjoy his end of the bargain?” Your imagination speaks to you as you almost feel her starting to bounce on your erection. You know very well it’s just your imagination being active but you can’t help feel like it’s almost real. “More then you know…” The words escape your mouth without you even realizing it. “What would you like me to do?” She asks you as you feel her slimy cunt rise up a bit of only her folds are wrapped around the head of your dick. You only answer back with a deep, relaxed sigh. “Maybe this,” You feel her body slam down on you letting a wet slap echo throughout the room. “I want that…” “Then it’s all yours…” You feel the changeling start to build a rhythm up until her pace is quick yet slow enough for you to enjoy the almost out-of-body experience. Everything around you seems to fade away. The only thing you see is her. The only thing you feel is her. You feel like your body is floating in a dark void and the only source of light is on top of you, giving you what you desire. Every slap of flesh and chitin hitting each other sends a pulse of energy throughout your entire being. Sadly you wish you could enjoy it more but the familiar feeling of a hoof hole twisting around your head starts to get to you. Just the combined feeling of screwing her and getting a hoof job is mind boggling. If your mind wasn’t being fucked with, you would have thought you the main character in some cheesy Japanese doujin getting treated very well by the writer. “Ch-Chrissy, It’s too soon! I’m going to c-cum!” you stammer out feeling the sex start to finally get to you. “Good,” Her words echo in your skull as everything shifts faster. The sex picks up at those words. The illusion rides you so hard that you feel like your pelvis is going to break, while the real changeling simply strokes the corona of your erection. It doesn’t take long and once you cum. “Ah, there we go.” The changeling coos as a stream of ghostly fluid flies above her head before it lands on it. She gets a bit peeved that your seed landed on her perfectly combed mane but knows she’ll get bathed afterwards. Your penis twitches a few more times letting off smaller spurts until it simply drizzles out and slowly deflates. You feel a bit more simulation as her hooves move off your penis but only cold air is your friend afterwards. Your mind instantly breaks out of the trance like set you were just in. As you get free from it the last few minutes have gone blank in your mind and you don’t remember anything. Whatever happened to you made your body happy and your mind rather hazy. It’s a bit worrying for you considering it’s not the first time you’ve seemed to suffer a slight case of amnesia during sex with your changeling. You want to question her about it but something always stops from bringing it up. “God…that, was, perfect…” You say as the buzzing finally stops in your skull and the peaceful image of you hugging your little house mate fills your head. “Hmm, that’s interesting.” The changeling says quietly, almost going unnoticeable by your ears. You didn’t see it thanks to her body being turned away but her eyes flashed a dark green before she spoke up. “What’s interesting?” You ask her breaking out of your reverie. “Nothing human, I was just lost in my thoughts for a moment.” She replies not looking back at you. “If you say so, How about I hit the shower and you hit the sink?” You say to her as you choose to ignore her and rub your forehead a bit to try and remember what happened in the last few minutes. “You go first. I need a few more moments.” She tells you as she stares at the wall with a slightly confused look on her face. Your initial gut instinct is to talk to her and ask why she became kind of distant so suddenly. “Alright, I’ll get the water nice and warm for you.” You say as you get up and finally let your leans fall to the floor before you kick them into a nearby pile of clothes. Giving your nuts a quick scratch you turn for the door and head out. Once you leave the room, you head for the bathroom to run the sink water for her and the shower for you. As you leave, a small smile appears on the face of the changeling still staring at the wall. “Humph, this human is easier then Shining Armor was to corrupt. I save so much more energy when I don’t transform into miserable sacks of flesh.” Chrysalis says to herself as her eyes flash a dark, green color and she stares at the white ceiling above her head. From her point of view with living with you, you just were another being that could easily be corrupted. Getting you to accept her was rather easy considering you pretty much let her live with you because you were *different* All she really had to do was do a bit of hypnosis everything to work for her. For the longest time it was meaningless sex that tightened her connection with you but tonight was a new step for her. There was love starting to come from you that was almost enough to be out of a stable living condition and closer to the level of starting a hive. Turning her head from the ceiling and to the little lock box on the dresser, she knew the trinkets inside could keep her alive for a good long time. It was real affection one could only find in the comfort of touch that truly fed her. While she was happy to start feeling real affection from you, it still made her wonder… “It’s odd though I actually felt real love from him while in this form…Though I save energy, he can’t possibly love me like this. No one’s ever loved a changeling in their natural form. Our form is shunned by way as: Ugly, repulsive, disturbing, and so on.” She pauses for a moment as the sound of running water is heard from across the hallway. It would be something for her to really think about for sure. If a bi-pedal fur-less ape like you could love a miniature, talking bug then maybe there truly is a first time for everything. She still didn’t believe it, but she sure felt it. “Hmm, maybe I’m not as ugly as I think I am.” She says quietly to herself with a content smile on her face as she slowly gets up and flutters her wings to fly towards the sound of water. ----------------------- 10473417 "Yeah, I think my idea for adding lights in the hive was a-" >You watch the changeling female in front of you have a horn go right through her left eye. >She let's out a small scream and twitches. The horn retracts an you watch the body fall to the ground. >Your girlfriend Chrysalis is breathing heavy with green blood drippin down her horn. Her eyes are prin pricks just straing right at you. >You heart pounds crazy in fear on what she will do to you. Also you oddly have a huge erection. >She licks a bit of blood that went down her muzzle. She smacks her lips as she taste the blood of her enemy. >"Anonymous... Do you want to go for a walk?" >You carefully answer her slowly. "Yes..." >She smiles and runs her head against your chest smearing green blood all over your shirt. >"Maybe after our walk we can go to my chambers and have some... Fun" >She let's out that last word as she licks your neck and ear. >Her fangs brush against your neck. She goes and walks ahead of you. >"Come on Anonymous, lets go." ----------------------- 10476473 >Day Religion on Earth >You are eating a nice breakfast of granola when someone rings the doorbell. >Takin one more bite, you get up and answer it. >It was a familar face. >"Hey there sugarcube. I just wanted to see you today to tell you about Jesus Christ. He's a-" >You slam the door in her face. She knocks a few times and you can hear Applejack calling your name. >The crunchy sounds made it easier to drown her out. >Your door starts to rattle and then flys off its hinges. >Applejack walks up to you and untied her neck tie. >"Church. This Sunday." >You slurp up the milk that remained. "Okay." >Her attitude changes and she thanks you an wishes you a good day. >You pick your teeth and spit out a granola. ----------------------- 10513383 The adventure to 7Eleven >You walk down to the local 7Eleven to get yourself a big gulp since you're a champ like that >You go down the isles and look for a treat to compliment your massive drink >You feel like you should get a big bag of doritos since you got a metabolism of a greek god and you can endure the aftereffects of eating all this junk >You collect all of the needed items on your list then head towards the cashier >As you place the heart stoppers on the counter you reach for your wallet >A sudden breeze caresses your spine and left you somewhat paralyzed >The world around you goes black as if it were melting away >Through the dark abyss that you now stand in a most peculiar glimmer of light appears in sight >You hear a voice in your head >"Hm?! Oh?! Hi there mister! What brings you here in this dimensional rift?" "I uhh... I'm here to get some drinks?" >"OO, I love all types of drinks especially the kinds that have different types of colours in them" >The voice is that of a female and she doesn't want to stop talking whatsoever "OH HEY!" >You interrupted her long tangent of words that hold no real value >The voice abruptly stopped and only replied "Huh?" I'd love to hear the rest of the whatever you were talking about but I have to get back to my dimension. Do you know the way back? >"Why of course I do! Just close your eyes and think of talking flowers!" "T-talking, what?" >"Talking flowers! You know, the kinds that can speak?" Oh well, uh, yeah...okay. >You think for a moment and suddenly a vivid picture of a sunflower in a strange shade of pink appeared and it spoke "Goodyfruity as a tootie!" >The overwhelming darkness faded away as the 7Eleven appeared once again What the mother of fuck? >You again reach for your wallet and a strange bolt surged through your body >Then a sudden pain in your crotch >You felt something >Something move on its own >It tore right out of your pants and you now face a small little pink pony >The cashier fainted and you were left in shock >Not only did your favorite pair of pants rip but a flippin' pony came out! >You came ponies! "Wait, WHAT?!" >"Oh, hi again mister!" Was she...? "Were you the voice in my head?" >"You got that right. Wowzers, you sure are smart." >She looks around to find that she is now surrounded by isles of candy >After the massacre of all the chocolate in the store you are again confronted by the pink horse >"Welp, I'm all done. Thanks for the treat!" >And just like that >She just >Well >Disappeared >You look over the counter to see that the cashier is still out cold >You look around to see if anyone is looking >You grab another couple dozen Big Gulps and fill 'em up with all sorts of sugar inducing substances and leave the store >You hold up your pants and think I guess I have a case of the Mondays. ----------------------- 10624430 >Looking into her eyes, he slowly caresses her small teats. >Octavia lets out a shrill moan as his hands begin to move across them. >"Pat, please, I need to be inside you." >She pulls out her three nine-inch dicks and bends him over "No! Please! I poop from there!" he screams, trying his hardest to break away from her grasp. >She rams all three cocks into his ass and begins thrusting with high velocity. >"TAKE IT YOU WHORE!" she scream, thrusting harder and harder as he tries his hardest to get away. >Pat claws at anything to get away: Sheets, pillow, the bedside; anything will do at this point. >Her dick burrows deeper into his ass, widening his hole further. >"OH CELESTIA! PAT, DON'T STOP! I'M... I'M... CUMMINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!" >In a fell instant, she fills him up with gallons of semen which he begins throwing up. >She pulls out her flaccid dicks and throws him a towel as he quietly weeps. >"Clean yourself up. You're a mess." ----------------------- 10690122 >Equestria turned to shit so you found that there was a quantum singularity found under a sparkly rock that's found near the crystal pond >You wondered aimlessly around the Everfree to find the legendary rock only to come faced with a giant manticor guarding it >"STOP, What is your purpose here!?" I-I uh. Well y-you see? >You gave him a fierce glare and the creature fell back >You continue your journey and find the mystical rock >You looked at it for a moment >You slowly pull your hoof over it >SUDDENLY >The rock was glowing with intense bright yellow lights >You stumbled backwards and hit your head on something hard >You woke up to the sounds of cats and dogs chasing one another and see that there are tall grey building surrounding you >Fluid staines and trash all over the place >You see that there was a creature leaning over to a large container of a sorts scavanging for something >You walk closer to the strange creature and it suddenly takes notice of your presents >"Duh Fuck!?" >It takes out a sharp metal object and lundged towards you >Still in shock you couldn't move >The creature jabs you numerous time in the neck and you eventually fall to the floor >A pool of blood surrounds you and you are now dead and shit >"Das how we do it in the hood! You fuckin' chupamacabra horse lookin' motha fucka!" ----------------------- 10902285 >Be P to the A to the T >Living all alone, no family >Then one day you suddenly find >A really nice pony, she's in a bind >A sweet, grey mare with a classical theme >You hook her up, if you know what I mean >Then one day, you suddenly discover >Some weird shit going down, that she tried to cover >That cute cashier from the store? >She doesn't work there any more >That other girl who always flirted with you? >She seems to have disappeared too >All around you girls left and right >Seem to go away in the middle of the night >So you question Octavia, and she smiles wide >A creepy smile, her head cocked to one side "I love you hun, can't you see?" "Those women were getting between you and me" >So now you know, you can't run away >You're new marefriend is yandere http://vocaroo.com/i/s1HDpJOYSlbm ----------------------- 11092776 >day chemistry on Earth >you are a pony >and you have pony cancer >and you're going to pony die >and you want to take care of your pony wife and kids >so you use your madd pony science skillz >and make and sell illegal pony drugs >you make a lot of money, which you put away for your wife and kids after you're gone >oh wait, you don't die >also, your wife and kids are afraid of you now because you sort of turned into a drug gangster >they leave you >foreveralone.jpg >bad pony end ----------------------- 11096589 >“I’m used to this, there is no need to stress.”, I tried focusing, “This isn’t the first time, c’mon. And Dionysus is waiting.” > I actually always hated the cover name of his. Surprisingly the human and pony world shared much of the same ancient lore. So this Unicorn decided to take the name of an old world God. It didn’t fit. >Except, they were both fat. > An older pegasus behind me seemed to grow impatient, “You going or not boy?” > I blinked, “Ah yeah, sorry about that.” I mumbled back before stepping through the magic detector. > The humans seemed to have a huge hard on for anything magical, not only was it absent in their world, it seemed to also work exceptionally well there. So well actually that there has been an exodus of Unicorns. They got payed way above the Equestrian average and to be honest, the human world was more... fun. This prompted Celestia to heavily regulate their coming and goings as well anything magical quitting Equestria. I didn’t care though, I didn’t work in that sector anyway and was an Earth Pony. > Since the magic detector didn’t find anything I continued my way down towards the Portal. One could easily see it from afar. It was huge, standing at least five meters tall, an impressive sight. It was set inside a huge opalescent gemstone and the Portal was of a similar colour. In front of the Portal were the metallic structures allowing everyp0ny to come and go. Due to its size there were three ways to go through the glittering curtain. Two on the left, just big enough for ponies to enter, and one on the right which was reserved for humans. > I started to go towards the lower left entrance. Not that it was of any importance, they all led to the same destination, but I didn’t like heights and with my cargo I didn’t want to risk tripping. > While walking I would try to stealthily check my saddlebags. Inside them where several packs of Equestrian Salt. Since it’s method of production is unique to Equestria humans never got to know it. While it just induced slight dizziness and general well being in ponies, it turned humans more energized, willing to obey, and it also raised their libido. The only problem they had was it turned them addicted to it. And since Magic was involved, not fulfilling it had... disastrous results for them. Most humans started to bleed from their eyes, something about their metabolism starting to drain it’s natural salt reserves in hope of getting a shot. Soon after that their perspiration stops working leading to a slow and painful death if not treated right. > Serves them right. > So far the mortality rate was high and stopping taking it is virtually impossible to them. Obviously the humans tried to regulate it. But it has no smell, passes through most detectors and can be neatly hidden in baggages. > The only problem is production, you need concentrated Rainbow. Very hard to find. > So hard that you need to pass through quite some shady places to get it. Happily I knew somebody. > So here I was in front of the Portal. My fifth time passing through it, and thus making this my third visit. > As I passed through I noticed something odd. Humans stopped coming to Equestria, and I was the only one going right now. With a really bad feeling I jumped into the portal. > Through conservation of momentum I sprung out of the other side, landing heavy-hoofed. > “Phew, finally done”, I sighed in relief. > I looked up, only to stare down into the barrel of what I believe was a Colt .45 > “Fuck.” ----------------------- 11208034 >You were finally free from prison. >Seeing those envious eyes staring at you, you stared back with confidence. >Waiting for you on the other end was your friend, Rainbow Dash. >Unlike all the other 'friends', she continued to keep your spirits up. >Even if you were a bit of a rebel. And still are. "Rainbow, thanks." >No explanation was needed. A simple embrace conveyed everything. >"No. I'm thanking you for not snitching." >Both of you walk in the sunset. >"So, about that heist..." ----------------------- 11295314 >Day Endsville on Earth >Be Pinkie Pie >All of your friends are too busy to hang out with you >Get depressed with hair straightening and thoughts about cutting yourself >Enter meteor from outer space >Crashes at your feet, sending you flying back >Inspecting the resulting crater reveals a giant crater >Some slimy gigantic cyclops brain sits in the crater >A tentacle squirms towards you face >You growl, causing it to retreat >It doesn't like pony brains anyways >Big brain thing starts talking, asking about friends >You like friends >Big brain thing starts singing >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGFVlyzhFqA >Round up your human friends for brain guy >Turns them into zombies >Now you have friends forever who always want to be around >The entire town is now zombies, except for your own super best friend >Enter Anon >You lead him to the big brain thing >"What the hell is going on?" asked Anon >Big brain thing sucks his brain out >Now even your super best friend is here forever >Suddenly big brain thing starts screaming and melts >It reforms with the shape of Anon >Turns out, Anon is 2edgy4him "I'm sorry for trying to turn you into a zombie friend, Anon. Is there anyway I can repay you?" >"Yes. Bring me... Some brains." >Today was a 2edgy day ----------------------- 11311810 >it's your day off >you are named Frank >you're a human, oddly enough >and today you've loaded up the Bag of Evil and headed to the pistol range in the Frankmobile >it's a couple of towns over >you get to the range and they know your name >you hand over your membership card, pay for one hour of range time and get a couple targets and a couple boxes of .22 ammo >you put on your safety glasses, put on your earmuffs, and take a B-27 "Paul Bunyan" target out to the range along with your bag >you set up the target and run it out to 33 feet, which is ten meters >you've decided that you're going to warm up with the .22, by doing the old Mozambique drill over and over >two to center mass, one to head, over and over, fast >then get out your prized old Colt Gold Cup >well, that's odd >in the lane adjacent to you is a pony standing on her hind legs, slowly and carefully loading mags for what appears to be a Glock >she's a smallish pegasus, well shorter than you even standing upright, pinto-patterned with brown patches on white >brown mane done up in a bun, and pretty blue eyes, cutie mark of a yellow shield in a yellow ring >she's using one of those "Q-targets," like Federal agencies use for their qual courses >you generally don't see those unless it's someone who works for a Federal agency >you'd heard about the ponies, but had only seen a few at a distance around town >you hadn't been under the impression that ponies were into guns, but-- >wearing earmuffs isn't exactly conducive to conversation anyway >her--you're pretty sure she's female--earmuffs appear to have been made custom to fit her, or at least to fit pony ears >likewise her goggles, which wouldn't fit properly on a human head >you press the button to run your target out >and start loading magazines, while your target stabilizes and stops bobbing up and down >you hear her begin shooting >you wonder how she does that, not having fingers >but enough mental chitchat >you put the mag in the pistol and rack the slide, put on the safety, and take up the low ready stance >then present the weapon, focus on the front sight, line it up with center mass, press the trigger twice, POP POP >immediately go up to the head, focus on the front sight, press the trigger, POP >squint at the target >goddamnit, you missed the X-ring on your second shot again. It's just a hair out into the 10 ring, to the right >you need more practice. you've been slacking. >specifically you know it does that whenever you press in too hard with your thumb as you're gripping the pistol. >so you present the gun again, thinking consciously about how each of your fingers is putting pressure on the grip and the frame. >Front sight. Press. POP POP, POP. POP POP, POP. >Change magazines. Hit the slide stop. POP POP, POP. POP POP, POP. >you pause for a moment. no more have strayed out of the X-ring, at least. And the heads on these targets don't have scoring rings >but you can see some of them off-center again, again to the right, in the head >goddamnit >in a real gunfight this wouldn't matter, but this isn't a real gunfight, this is practice, this is about precision >you want to do this perfectly, you want the bullets to go exactly where you point the front sight, nowhere else >Load mags again. Rack the slide again. Hand over hand, thumb over thumb. Low ready stance again. >Present the weapon again. Front sight, press. Front sight, press. Front sight, press. >POP POP, POP. POP POP, POP. >After a while you can't see the X-ring any more. Your shots have torn most of it away, one tiny shred of paper at a time. >A similar ragged hole is taking shape in the center of the head. >A few more of your shots go an inch wide of the mark, this time at four o'clock. >You know that means your grip isn't consistent, you're squeezing the gun too hard while you pull the trigger. >Focus, dammit. >you work your way through the .22 ammo, the missed shots slowly declining in number, the ragged holes in the target's X ring and head growing >you call the target back to hang up another, and run it back out to 10 meters >You're getting ready to throw the target away. >You hear a feminine voice. "You're good." >It's her, the pegasus mare. You glance at her target. >At seven yards she's having a bit of difficulty keeping them all in the white part of the target. >You smile. "I practice." >"My name's Gold Star, by the way." "Call me Frank." >"I'm very pleased to meet you." "Likewise, I'm sure." >you step back to the lane, and begin thumbing the fat heavy brass cartridges into the magazines for the Gold Cup >you loaded them yourself last night on a reloading press in the spare bedroom >"Oh, gosh. Is that a Colt?" "Yeah. The real thing." >"Does it kick?" "Yes. But you get used to it." >"I hate to ask, but I'm trying to qualify, and--well, it wasn't made to be held with hooves." "Doesn't Equestria have its own firearm designs? I always wondered about that." >"We're not a warlike people. When we do fight, it's mainly unicorns who do the heavy lifting, with magic." "So you don't have firearms at all?" >"We have 'Illuminators' Powder.' It's only used for fireworks and mining. I think it's the same as the stuff you call 'black powder.' No other explosives, and we never used it for war." "Ah. So--what are you doing here, then?" >"Equestria's government is forming a border patrol, along the lines of the US government agency." "Right down to issuing firearms?" >"There have been some unfortunate incidents. Human gangs raiding for infant foals, that they try to sell as pets. Smuggling of gems, magical artifacts, even narcotics. Some of the incidents have gotten ugly." "I hadn't heard." >"We are trying to keep it out of the papers. Oh, and you didn't hear it from me." "Of course." >"So," and there's a bit of an awkward pause, "Could you give me some pointers?" "Sure." "First things first. I assume you read the manual, and they showed you how to load and unload it. You've been shooting it." >"Right." "And you know the safety rules, I'm sure--always assume the weapon is loaded, check it anyway, always be aware of where it's pointing, never let it point at something unless you're ready to destroy it right now, don't touch the trigger until the weapon is aimed at the target and you're ready to shoot, and be sure of what you're shooting at and what is behind it." >"Right." "Next thing is, where are you focusing your vision as you shoot?" >"Excuse me?" "While you're shooting. What are you looking at? The target, or the sights, or...?" >"I'm looking at the target, I guess." "Ah. Look at the front sight while you're shooting." >"Not the target?" "Trust me. Look through the notch on top of the rear sight and focus your vision on the front sight." >"Okay." "Also... well, I'm not sure how you are manipulating the gun, but try to hold it in such a manner that you're exerting steady force on it while you operate the trigger. If you squeeze the gun too hard, it'll throw your shots off." >"Okay." >"I recommend that you take a deep breath, relax, aim, take up the slack in the trigger, then fire. It's the way they trained us in the Army." "Now try again. Let me watch from behind you so I can see a bit more." >She loads the Glock again and holds it in what seems to you to be a variant of the old Isoceles stance >given the way her limbs are jointed, she probably couldn't do a Weaver stance very well, you think >she brings the gun to eye level and you see her take a deep breath, then BLAM >a hole appears just adjacent to the "Q" in the center of the target "Much better. Do it again, just like that." >there is another pause, then BLAM >it's not on the Q, but it's close "Good. Like that." >She gives you a very pleasant smile over her shoulder and nods. >so you step back into your lane, and load and lock the big old Colt >Front sight, press. BOOM. The pistol jumps satisfyingly in your hand. >you see the neat round hole appear in the X-ring >Front sight, press. Front sight, press. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. >After a few mags the X-ring isn't there any more. You do usually shoot better after warming up. >You switch to shooting at the "8" at the top of that scoring ring. BOOM. BOOM. Soon there's a palm-sized ragged hole there, too. >You look around for a place to shoot the last three or four mags. The head is always good. >Though you are really going to have to remember to draw a little circle in the center of it to focus on or something. >BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. >Slivers of paper float down from the target as your bullets enlarge the hole. >You retrieve the target, clear the pistol, put both handguns back in their cases, and put the cases and the mags back into the Bag of Evil. >And you turn to find Gold Star watching you raptly, and smiling. >You throw away your targets, and you take a few minutes to collect your brass. >She looks at you with a puzzled expression. "I reload them." >"Want mine?" "I would, but I don't own a .40. Thanks, though." >you step out of the range, and remove your safety glasses and earmuffs >her voice is softer, now that she doesn't have to shout. >"Have you thought about instructing?" "I never thought of myself as qualified for that. Every Wednesday night here they've got an informal match. You could find twenty guys who are better than I am, easily." >"Maybe. Not everyone is willing to teach us, though." "No?" >"I think they may have a mental image of us as harmless, happy, cute little creatures who would never harm anyone, or even use force to defend ourselves." "You think so?" >"...and our value system makes it hard for us. Not everyone can accept it. Even the Royal Guard relies heavily on magic for nonlethal techniques." "But since the change..." you raise an eyebrow. >"Yes. A lot has changed for everyone, in both our worlds. And we have to adapt." "It must be hard." >"We do value harmony, peaceful resolution of disputes, maybe more than a lot of human cultures do. Violence doesn't seem to come naturally to us, compared to some other species." "Like us?" >"Like you. Like the Griffons, the Diamond Dogs, and the Minotaurs." "And it's not politically feasible to have Equestria's new agency staffed only by them, right?" >"Very good. And when I met the Princesses, they did remind me that we pegasi have a martial tradition that's millenia old." "That's a start, at least." >"How do you... how do your people deal with it?" "You mean..." >"Combat." >you look at her for a long, long time >no, not at her >past her >and the memories come to you, unbidden >the clatter of automatic weapons fire >the stutter-thump of the autocannon, the shriek and roar of artillery >the roadside bomb blasts that always came with no warning >the screams of the wounded >you remember the "Thunder Run" to Baghdad >when your battalion ran out of diesel and had to halt and form a defensive position while you waited for the fuel trucks >and the Iraqis had counterattacked that night and you'd fought for your lives with pistols and bayonets and sharpened E-tools in the driving rain >you remember one patrol in Anbar Province >and the roadside bomb that had wounded two men in the Hummvee at the front of the column >and the Iraqi woman with the bloody rags in her hands, who wouldn't stop screaming >the bloody rags that were actually bits of a child, torn apart in an instant by fragments from the roadside bomb >and she screamed and screamed, and thrust the bloody bundle into the face of your company medic over and over >as if he, or anyone, could put the lumps of bloody flesh back together again >and you finally had to prod her away with the muzzle of your M16 >the things that come back to you when you let yourself think about your two tours in Iraq >"Frank?" "We find that finding other things to focus on, afterwards, is the coping mechanism that comes most naturally to us, if that's what you mean." >"I think I see." "The key is to find something that's constructive, I think. Some men turn to alcohol, or drugs, to try to numb themselves. Some come to enjoy combat and sign up for tours again and again, or sign up with a private military contractor." >"And you?" "That's awfully personal, isn't it?" >"I didn't mean--" "It was just a joke. It's okay. I work long hours, and I have my hobbies. I try not to brood about things. That makes it worse." >"So, would you consider coming to Equestria, as an instructor?" >you ponder this "Sure. I'll keep it in mind." >"Seriously. Mention my name as a reference. Gold Star." "Thanks." >"And do you know where you can get a cup of decent coffee around here?" "That, I can help you with. There's a place just a couple blocks from here called 'Donut Palace.' Good coffee, better pastry." >"Well, I have to watch my diet. I can't get too fat to fly." "Of course. I'm getting a bit hungry myself. Would you like to walk with me? I can show you the way." >"Sure!" >it was a day of surprises ----------------------- 11390801 >Day Equestria Girls Premiere >Walk around the town >Pass by the movie theater >A huge line for the first show >Most are parents with their daughters >But the remaining third make you cringe >A bunch of grown men and stallions are in line >They cheerfully chat loudly >Arguing about their favorite characters >Some even start singing songs from the show >Then, you hear a familiar voice >You slow down and look around >Huh? Isn't that Fluttershy? >She is wearing a green sweater and a fedora >Oh god! She is looking this way! >"Hey, Anonymous!" she cries >You sigh and walk up to her "Uh, hi, Fluttershy." >"Are you here to watch the movie too?" >She lowers her eyes and blushes >"Y-You can sit beside me, if you like..." "Nah, sorry. I'm just passing through." >"Oh, I see." she says, clearly disappointed "Why do you want to watch this movie anyway?" >Fluttershy smiles nervously >"W-Well, I guess it's alright to tell you..." >She lowers her voice to a whisper >[spoiler]Humans are my fetish.[/spoiler]