X = New Story

>Who are we? Why are we here? What created us? Where do we go when we die?
>All questions that have no easy answer. But in this bizzaro world know as /sad/, at least one of them has an answer.
>Thanks to constant bitching, and crying of easily triggered mangina anons, the kinetic energy accumulated from their constant booty blasted anuses was so great it created a second Big Bang known only as the "Big Bitch" causing this mad world to be born.
>A parallel world to the satyr-verse almost completely identical to it...almost.

X

>Yuzu skips happily along the sidewalk of Canterlot as she hums a happy tune to herself.
>Passing a large with child Dawn she waves "Hey Dawn!" 
>"Hi!" She waves back with a hand as her other is placed atop her distended belly as an Anon comes walking up and kisses her.
>Without batting an eye she continues to skip forward as she passes Darcy and Pogo making out on a bench as Yuzu smirks and yells "Quality time with family?" She asks as Darcy replies with a thumps up.
>Passing them, she turns into an alley and skips by a large collection of bunny girl satyrs rubbing and grinding all over another anon as they pepper him with kisses as they all tear off their clothes.
>Finally reaching her home, she enters in and passes an Anon on her couch "Hey dad!"
>"Hey Yuz." She heads to the fridge and brings out a can of V8 before jumping onto his lap and hugs him as he rubs her leg, "How have you been sweetie?"
>"Been good." She replies as the Anon gets a little more bold and begins to rub In-between her legs 
>"Want to feel better?" He asks as she coos
>"Oh you know it."
>Today was a /sad/ day

X

>be ariana
>live with mom for 10 years
>shes 30x bigger than you
>basically fend for yourself
>she deems you a runt who will never grow
>dumps you on some bald guy named "dad"
>hes only like a foot taller than you

X

>Gasping softly, wiping the spit from your lips, you close the door.
>With red cheeks, you just stare at him, smacking your lips as you eye his feminine ass.
>Maybe it's the liquor, maybe it's the raging hard on you have, or maybe it's the fact you haven't had sex in weeks...
>But you're about to disappoint your parents.
>Not with the man on man sex, oh no.
>Lowering Snapshot's panties, and they ARE panties, you feel yourself getting more turned on.
>With his cheeks fee, you breathe heavily, lifting him so he is bent over the bed.
"Fucking... gay.... fuck."
>You start groping his ass, letting your fingers sink into his cushion.
>For a skinny guy, his ass is surprisingly plush.
>Grinning, you grope that soft booty hard.
>Humping your pants lightly, you finally reach down and unzip your fly.
>His pretty femboy ponut, unprotected.
>Sliding two CLEAN fingers into your mouth, you lick them a bit.
>Pulling them out, you poke Snapshot's anus.
>You tease it, pushing in slowly.
>He doesn't show any signs of waking up or even noticing what's going on.
>Feeling cocky, you slide them in quickly, getting all the way to your knuckles,
>The guy finally lets off a almost whisperl-ike whimper.
>You finger him for a couple more moments before pulling out.
>Pressing your cock head against his boy pussy, you grab his hips.
>Fuck, he's pretty.
>Prodding and teasing, you ease your cock in, grunting as you lean over Snapshot.
>Pushing your hips forward, you are taking more and more of his ass.
>This god damn slut must play with his ass a lot, you don't even have to struggle that much to get the thickest part of your cock in.
>Hearing the party outside, you decide to make this a quickie.
>You start thrusting, pumping your cock in and out of his ass, making the bed creak.
>Moving your hand up to grip the bed, you fuck this little teases butt good.
>Your cock is wrapped by his ass, filling his honeypot with your long sausage.
1/2

>Grunting and moaning, you continue to use Snapshot like a fleshlight.
>You only slow down when you hear a weird ruffling noise.
>Coming to a pause, you pull out, worried someone is in here.
>Looking to Snapshot, you grin, seeing a creamy white puddle dripping onto the floor.
"Slut..."
>You re-mount him, pushing your cock back into the heavenly hole.
>Grabbing his hands, you place them on the bed.
>You gasp, getting close to your finish.
>Holding your pace, you whisper out.
"Come one... come one... N-NNNNGH."
>As you cum, you keep thrusting, wanting to ride this orgasm out as long as you can.
>It makes a wet squishing noise as you slide your jizz in and out of Snapshot's ass.
>Slowing down, your little exercise finally catching up with you, you stop to catch your breath.
>Looking down, Snapshot is still out like a light.
>Grinning in sick satisfaction, you pull your cock out and put it back into your pants.
>Sliding the trap's panties back up, you give his ass a few more gropes.
>Cleaning up a bit and wiping your sweat off on the blankets, you leave Snapshot in the room, closing the door.
>No one is paying attention to you as you leave.
>An absolutely perfect fuck.
2/2

X

"H-Hey, stop, I already told you I'm a boy!"
>"Pssh, nice try, lady, but nobody's going to fall for that line with hips like those."
"But I am, I can prove it!"
>"Enough! I'm done listening to your delusions. Just make it easier on yourself and accept that you're now the newest addition to Great Father's personal harem."
"Are you insane?"
>"It's the highest honour to be deemed worthy or bearing His offspring, you should be pleased."
"Pleased? You kidnapped me!"
>"If you're done arguing, I can have the handmaidens sent in to bathe and oil you in preparation for-
"What if I refuse?"
>"Well... you don't have a choice, but I suppose if you proved unsatisfactory we'd have no option but to throw you into the breeding pens and let the warrior caste have their way with you instead."
"Warrior caste?"
>"Oh yeah, most young males are assigned to be soldiers, but only the higher ranking ones are allowed to purposely reproduce though. The rank and file troops are instead allowed access to the breeding pens during off-duty hours where they can burn off some of their excess energy and frustrations with the concubines deemed unfit for the more selective harems."
"So if-"
>"Basically if you ended up there, you'd spend most of your time getting gangbanged by upwards of six horny, muscular guys at a time for around sixteen hours a day, every day... Except holy days of course." 
"And that's... bad?"

X

>everyone in canterlot knew about the pale-haired satyr who wore the pretty, flowing dresses. 
>she was sweet and kind and demure, and always greeted strangers with a soft smile.
>not everyone knew her secret.
>you're a traveling salespony, selling shitty magic-powered vacuums that were out of date.
>you notice the cute satyr, entranced by her exotic tan. 
>you make eye contact, and she smiles, giving you the prettiest fuck-me-eyes youve ever seen.
>youre sure your horse wife wouldnt mind a little fun, and you approach her, oozing as much charisma as possible.
"hey, hows it going miss?" 
>she puts a hand to her plush lips, laughing sweetly.
>you imagine your cock sliding in slowly, her big eyes looking up at you as you cum deep in her throat.
>gulping, you feel yourself stirring, erection sliding out of your sheath.
>she notices rather quickly, and offers a close by hotel. 
>holy shit, her willingness is hot.

>once shelling out the bits for a day-use room, you and the satyr head up, taking in the cheesy red-heart themed room.
>she pushes you onto the bed, and you only stare up as she climbs onto your chest.
>ohh fuck, youre so ready for facesitting with this cutie.
>she slowly pulls her skirt up, cute white panties growing visible.
>her half-hard cock peeks out at you from the top of her undies.
>the realization dawns on you as he holds your muzzle open, and his head slides in on your tongue.
>ffuck its so soft and warm.
>"d-dont bite," he whispers breathily.
>it slides in slowly, giving you time to breathe.
>it barely reaches the back of your throat when he hilts his cock.
>slowly he begins to fuck your mouth, and you ease up and find that you really dont mind it.
>you work your tongue against the bottom of his shaft, his pace picking up.
>he twitches and moans as he grabs the back of your head, rubbing his thumbs against the inside of your ears. 
>one more small spasm in your throat before he cums hard down your throat, keeping you firmly on his cock.

X


"*ROARS.*"
>"Huh? I'm just going to Cottonball's."
"*Two roars.*"
>"Honest!"
"*Series of roars followed by pointing to her room.*"
>"Oh my god! What is wrong with the way I'm dressed?!"
"*COMMANDING ROAR*"
>"UGH! I hate you!"
>Manticore pulls out a pudding pop and canned laughter fills the studio.

X

>(“From a young age we are taught two things, one, our place in this world, and two, the teachings of our Great Father. In our warren that spans many miles we each have our own roles to fulfill. As for me, I’m what you call a patroller.”) 
>The sea of green grass ripples like waves as the wind blows a cooling breeze against the young bunny-girl satyr’s face. She takes in a pleasant scent and closes her eyes before hearing a yell “Hey! Flatfoot!” 
>Broken from her daydream the young bunny-girl satyr replies annoyed ”What do you want Clover?!” She asks as another bunny-girl hops over landing with a loud thud.
>”Breaktime is over, time to get back to patrol.”
>”Ugh, fine.” She sighs getting up and fixing her olive green uniform, limbering up she cracks some bones and fixes her matching beret. Taking a deep breath, she leaps forward and into action. 
>Her massive padded white feet pick up momentum as the bunny satyr girl follows behind. As they run through the clearing, other bunny satyrs emerge from the grass and follow.
>What was a team of two becomes a squad of twenty as they run in a singular purpose to a wooded area. Ducking, leaping, and sliding through the never ending bark, they reach a sharp incline before coming to a stop.
>One of the bunny girls squats down with labored breath as her teammate comes up and unscrews a canteen “You’re doing good rookie, just remember to breathe through your nose and not your mouth.”
>Making no reply the tired bunny greedily grabs the canteen and gulps down the water before stopping to cough as some of the onlookers laugh.
>Not far off Flatfoot and Clover look over a partially drawn map together, Clover produces a crudely fashioned pencil and scribbles the incline on to the map. “There, now we know what’s past this forest. Should we see what’s on the bottom of this incline?”
>”No it’s too dangerous. We’ll head home and come back next week with the proper gear.”

>Clover nods as she heads back and whistles “All right pack it up ladies! We’re heading back to the warren!”
>The morale of the squad was lifted upon hearing they would be returning back, it wasn’t uncommon for patrols to last weeks but that wouldn’t be the case today.
>The journey back was long and hard, but spirits still ran high as everyone was happy to just go back home. Upon reaching the edge of the warren, all the girls give shit eating grins and run happily to their home completely out of formation.
>Like a band of giggling school girls, they all gossip, and snicker as they hurry down the halls to their living quarters.
>Taking a sharp right turn, they enter the showers. Forming a line they undress while walking and tossing their dirty fatigues into a large hamper.
>One by one the showerheads turn on as the bunny girls let the steamy water pelt their petite figures. One thing all patrollers share in common was slender forms and tiny busts, much needed requirements for squeezing through cracks and crevices during patrols.
>The water slides down each of their curves as they slowly run their hands along their bodies, taking special care to clean every neglected nook and cranny over the days out on patrol.
>Relief quickly set in as they felt clean for the first time in what felt like an eternity. As the different bunnies lather and rinse, Flatfoot exhales happily walking out of the shower room. Her tight little silver short shorts sway from side to side as she walks down the hall. 
>Passing burrow after burrow, she reaches one and swings the large wooden door open entering her room. Tossing her towel to the side she goes over to her bed and crawls on it before resting on her back and sighing restfully.
>It wasn’t long before a familiar throbbing returns, she winces a bit rubbing her thighs together before her hands slowly make their way to her shorts.

>With little moans and groans she massages her clitoral area back and forth, rubbing large lumps of flesh against the fabric of her shorts.
>Not satisfied, she quickly shimmies down her shorts to her knees and plunges three fingers into herself. Slow panting quickens to steady gasps as she teases her entrance in and out, in and out.
>Nearing completion she bites her lip and squeezes her legs together before moaning out an orgasm. Her pussy contracts in vain without any male to milk but comes to a crawl as she half asses sliding back on her shorts.
>Idly playing with herself, she leans on her side and gets comfy as she slowly drifts into sleep “I’d give anything to be a breeder.” She mutters before resting.
>Today was another day for Patrol Team 6.

X
>(“The Warren”) Was a catchall term for the homes in which a bunny was raised, but in truth there were many warrens spread throughout the land. Some were better at a task than others, for this particular warren was great at two things, solider and food production.
>It is often joked among the citizens that the secret to raising a good solider is a steady diet of good home cooked meals, but the truth is a little more mundane.
>As the sun rises along the land the clashing of steel and the forceful grunts of men can be heard. Training began bright and early for the males of the Eastern Warren. Instead of textbooks and sacked lunches, the boys would ready their wooden swords and shields before heading off to the outskirts of town.
>Today was an introduction to steel weapons led by Captain Olive Branch, a fierce and skilled solider with a thick faded black coat and matching beard. Though starting off as an ordinary foot solider, his talents with a sword quickly raised him through the ranks.
>With such qualifications, it was a seriously lopsided match as the young kit against him wildly swings his sword. 
>In the crowd a short young rabbit tries to get a better look at the fight, his silver fur muddies as he takes to crawling on his knees and between the powerful legs of one of his seniors.
>Standing up, he comes to about waist high of the male he crawled under and smiles triumphantly before being grabbed by his ears and tossed to the back of the group “Damn it Runt, get out of my way.”
>Back to the action, using his shield Olive deflects the attack and pushes in, ramming the poor boy in the chest and sending him flying backwards onto the ground.

>Before he can even finish his coughing fit the dim sword tip points to his face, “You’re leaving yourself to wide open, keep the shield to your chest so you don’t get it caved in like that again.” Taking a step back, he addresses the crowd of hopeful kits and bucks “Fighting with steel swords and shields is nothing like the training you’ve been doing with your wooden sticks and stones. This boy here was supposedly the best in your lot and he went down in minutes.”
>”That’s not fair! You’re the Eastern Captain, of course I was gonna lose!” The wounded rabbit yells trying to save face.
>”Hahahaha, do you think a blade cares what rank I am? What matters on the battlefield is skill, not pride, not rank. If I let my title get to my head, I could end up on the ground just as easily as you.”
>His words sour the mood a bit as the class takes a moment to sink it in. During that time Olive walks away as the rest of the trainers begin class. As he heads for town he is called to “Hey!”
>He stops and looks back to see a ragged and muddied young boy clutching a wooden sword and shield. Olive smiles and turns fully around to face him, resting his arm on the hilt of his sword “Hey Carrot, wanna grab a bite?”

>Silverware clinks and clanks in the background as Olive hungrily downs a large steamed veggie stuffed croissant in several bites. “Oh yeeeeah, I’ve missed home food so much.” He comments beard full of fallen crumbs and vegetable pieces while rubbing his stomach. Carrot sits across from him, food untouched and a small scowl on his face.
>”Stop stalling Olive! You have to hurry up and train me!”
>”We are training, rule number one, always start the day with a great home cooked meal. Ah, I envy you, getting to spend your days at home and eating all this delicious food, what I wouldn’t give to have that life again.”
>”You say it like it’s the greatest thing in the world, I hate being here and living with the wet nurses, I want to be a solider like you.”

>”Trust me you don’t want to be out there, even if you COULD do it. It sucks.”
>”Well its no better here.” He pouts as Olive smiles 
>”Let’s just agree that the grass is always greener? Ok?” Getting up, he does a bit of stretching before looking to Carrot “All right, lets begin your training.”
>”Um, Olive? You may want to clean your beard first.”

>Far from the open and accessible training grounds from before, Olive and Carrot find seclusion behind a large stone building. The rows of clotheslines add an arena type feel as the assorted sheets and clothing waft in the breeze. 
>Carrot readies his practice sword as Olive does the same, focus and determination on both their faces Carrot lunges forward. Discarding his shield, he uses both hands to strike from the right and slams into Olive’s shield.
>Sword in hand Olive returns his attack with one of his own as he slashes from above, Carrot jumps back and uses the sword like a spear, aiming for the small opening in his chest.
>Realizing what he is trying, Olive brings back down his shield and protects his opening, deflecting the sword away before going in for his own attack. Carrot smirks and jumps over his sword, kneeing Olive in the face and sending them both crashing down to the ground.
>”Oh honey suckle melon berries! That hurt!” He yells almost offended sitting up and holding his now bloody nose.
>”How did I do? Did I win?” Carrot asks excitedly getting on his knees and sitting upright.
>”You won alright; you won the biggest rabbit-hole award.” He winces trying to clear his sinuses. 
>Suddenly a feminine voice calls out “Carrot! What did I tell you about practicing in the clotheslines!?” The two look back to see a well endowed bunny girl satyr wearing a modest white button up blouse, and long black skirt. She takes a moment to look at Olive and smiles before running over “Olive!” She happily yells before going over to hug him “I’ve missed you.”

>”Haha, there there, its fine. I missed you too Blue.” He replies stroking her chestnut hair as she sniffles a bit.
>Fixing herself, she looks at the two of them “Cmon, I’ll fix you two some lunch.”

>In the kitchen, Blue preps some carrots and fills a pot as she talks with Olive. Not far off Carrot sits at the table annoyed and watches them before getting up “Excuse me.” He states before walking away.
>Blue watches as he enters his room and sighs sadly, “Olive, I think you should talk to him.”
>”About what?” He smiles helping himself to an uncooked cob of corn.
>”He’s been saying…treasonous things lately.” He stops chewing and looks at her before swallowing “I keep it to myself because I love him, and don’t want him to hurt him but I think he wants to overthrow Great Father.”
>”Tsk, you had me worried there for a minute. Great Father encourages friendly sparring, its not treason to want to beat him.” 
>”Still, the way he talks sometimes, it just worries. Please just talk to him, you’re his brother, he’ll listen to you.”
>”Fine, fine, I will. But after lunch, I’ve been dying to have some of your home cooking.” He smiles.
>In Carrot’s room, he does squats in the corner while looking at a painted portrait of the green man known as Great Father, “I’m gonna kill you.” He says to himself as he squats away. 
>Today was another day in the Eastern Warren.

X

>Little League cooks bacon for you as you sit at the table and read your paper.
>Suddenly Home Run comes around the corner sporting some tight black spandex shorts and equally tight small top. 
>She prances around in the getup right in your line of sight as you give a passing glance before going back to reading. 
>Just like her mother, no wasn't in her vocabulary as she then crawls into your lap and rests her small rump on your crotch "Whatcha reading daddy?"
"Home, what did I tell you about.."
>It's then you're hit a very Freudian scent, she was wearing the same perfume her mother wore. 
>Your dick twitched just a bit as she gives you a ("just fuck me") lip bite but you quickly slide her off.
"Ok off you go now, run along."
>"Oh cmon dad!" She whines as Little League comes up and slides the bacon onto your plate.
>"Oh cmon sweetie, let her just sit on.." She sniffs around before sniffing your crotch and looking towards her daughter "You little tramp, get your own perfume!"
>"No! It's wasted on OLD ladies."
>"Why you little, go to your room! No breakfast for you."
>"Fine! I like making oatmeal anyway because it keeps me regular unlike your constipated stomach."
>"I'll have you know I'm taking supplements for that!"
"Can you guys not fight for literally anything?"
>Little League gives an annoyed hmpf and places a hoof on you "Fine, we were supposed to have SEX anyway." She grins looking to Home as she puffs her cheeks 
>"Go have your lackluster sex, he's gonna think of ME anyway!"
>"Our sex is so amazing we sell tickets to watch it on the Internet!"
"HONEY!"
>Today was a some people aren't meant to be parents kind of day

X

>At the patio area in the back of the Satyr Highschool, a small group of girls all sit around Ariana and talk as she quietly produces a large silver anal plug.
>Glimmer notices immediately and looks at it in awe, "Is that a butt plug Ari?"
>The large monster girl blushes a bit and softly nods as she extends it for Glimmer to hold.
>The massive plug had to be held with both hands as she marvels at its girth and length "Wow, this thing must have cost a fortune." She adds before passing it on Hope
>The already small in frame Hope looks more so holding the giant butt blocker as she looks at it in disbelief and utters "I thought this was a traffic cone. What kind of creep gives his daughter a butt plug that big?"
>To which Glimmer gives a miffed scoff "Ariana's culture is deeply rooted in ceremonial practices and customs. How DARE you be so intolerant of her culture."
>Ariana bashfully twiddles her thumbs and blushes before replying in her deep femmy voice "Actually, my dad just got this for me because he wants to train my butt for more rough play sessions."
>Glimmer's face flushes as she looks down "I.incest could be part of the culture, ah, I guess."
>Today was a giantess kind of day

X


>Yuzu and Lewdzu sit across from one another at the breakfast table and prepare their assorted meals. Yuzu not being the least bit fazed at her doppelganger self wearing the skimpiest of nightgowns, awkwardly opens a cereal box and pours the chocolaty dry puffs into the bowl.
>Lewdzu runs her fingers along her open cleavage and over her voluptuous breasts before smirking boastfully “You know dad came to visit me after putting you to bed last night.”
>Yuzu listens intently with a smile on her face ignorant to her tone or intent before replying with cheeks puffed full of cereal and milk “Hmm?”
>”Oh yeah.” She brags, “I rode him for hours last night, why do you think he’s not here right now?”
>Yuzu sees in mind’s eye her other self getting a piggy back ride from her father before feeling his back and going to bed. “Oh, is daddy all right?”
>”He’s MORE than all right, I made sure of that.” She states to which Yuzu envisions her caring for her dad in bed.
>”Ok.” She states to which Yuzu angrily slams her hands on the table, causing her large boobs to jiggle and almost fall out of her gown.
>”We had sex! SEX! Why does that not make you jealous?! He FERTILIZED my eggs!”
>Yuzu has trouble visualizing that, as she instead sees the two doing some night gardening and burying some chicken eggs.
“Zuzu, what did I tell you about trying to antagonize your younger self? You know we didn’t do anything last night.”
>”Sorry dad.” She smiles before running over to give you a hug and then skipping off as you go to sit by your much more innocent, daughter.
“Hey sweetie? Sleep well?”
>Today was a living with two of the same daughters kind of day

X

>Bonbon happily packs her bag with her assorted belongings in the living room before tossing it onto her flank. "Now you two try to get along while I'm gone ok?" She smiles as you and Gumdrop stand side by side. 
>To which Gumdrop sways forward and back in that way that kids idle when impatient "We will mom."
>"And Anon, I know Gumdrop can be a handful but you gotta go easy on her ok?"
"Yeah, I get it sweetie."
>She draws you in for a hug and grips you tight before turning her attention to Gumdrop. "I love you both."
>With that she walks over to the door and heads out as you and Gumdrop both wave her goodbye.
>As she becomes lost in the town crowd the two of you head back in and close the door. Locking the deadbolt in place and looking at one another. 
>Your heart thumps in your chest as your stomach boils over in anxiety.
>Gumdrop herself felt shivers overcome her body and her tail slightly raise up and down. A soft moist clenching could be heard, but felt like thunderous convulsions in her burning canal.
>She gulps down her building saliva and exhales a bit as she leans in.
>Taking that as a go you lean in the rest of the way and press your body against hers. Running your hands up along her thighs giving them a squeeze before going under her shirt. 
>At the same time she buries her face against your chest and rubs her leg against yours, deeply kissing you every chance she gets.
>In two motions you undo her bra and you both pull away, she quickly pulls her shirt off as you fidget your pants off. 
>Literally sweeping her off her hooves, you carry her to the couch and plop her down as you crawl on top of her.
>With baited breath you share a deep look in your eyes before you begin to greedily slurp and lick her breasts.
>Surprised she moans out and massages your hair between her fingers as you fondle her breast with one hand, and her drenched pussy with the other.

>Her hooves grind against the couch as she tries to bear it, but her breath quickly hastens as she can feel herself edging.
>Nearing your limit yourself, or at least your limit of waiting, you pull back and flip her on her stomach.
>Positioning her on her knees, you grip your slippery manhood and align it just right before plunging it into her.
>She grits her teeth as you begin to violently thrust into her, making her clench her hot folds around you like a vice.
>You dig your fingers deep into her and ram like there is no tomorrow as she yells out "Oh! Oh fuck me!"
>Though she meant it figuratively, you still thrust all the same before feeling the end nearing.
>Instinct has you hilt into her as deep as possible before you ejaculated your load into her. 
>Letting out several twitching bursts before finally coming to a stop.
>Completely exhausted and satisfied, you both rag doll on the couch, resting atop one another as your dick twitches against couch and her winking horse pussy pushes out your seed.
>A huge smile in disbelief, she pants "That was the best sex we've ever had."
"Well we waited 2 weeks so it better have been."
>"Oh my god, seriously."
"Yeah, I know."
>"How long is she gonna be gone again?"
"1 week."
>Today was the start of a week of sin

X

>Snapshot and Leaf come dragging each other into the hotel room as Leaf takes one last swig of the leftover alcohol in the bottle before carelessly dropping it onto the floor and sniffing Snapshot’s hair, “Mmm, you smell so gud sweetheart.”
>”Haha, thanks. I use rose scented conditioner.”
>”I luv roses.”
>”So I can tell.” He smiles as he sets her down on the bed, she then begins to kiss him and run her hands down his slender waist and tries to take off his shirt.
>Snap pulls away and cleans his lips as she begins to strip before going spread eagle on the bed, “Come on.” She slurs “Lets rub petals.” She drools as she massages her clit and Snap clears his throat.
>”Um, Rose dear? I uhh…I don’t think you understand why I brought you here.”
>”Huh? What other reason is there for two girls to come to a hotel? Cmon, don’t be such a bitch, lets fuck.”
>”Rose, you’re a very attractive, and alluring young woman, but well, I’m gay.”
>”Yeah? So am I, what do you want a cookie?”
>”No, um, I’m gay for men, and men only.”
>”But I thought only men can be gay for other men?”
>”I am a man.”
>”Look, I’ve had like 2 maregaritas, just put it in Laymen’s terms for me.”
>”Good night Rose, it was really nice talking to you.”
>”Fine, whutever, just don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” She yawns annoyed before rolling over and cuddling up in bed. Today was a its hard to pick up chicks kind of day

X

>Its Saturday night at the old highschool, and hundreds of ponies pack the stands for the big hoofball game. Away from all the lights and action, the band geeks ready their instruments for the pregame show.
>Among them Treble fixes her bow as Clef passes by her, with a toothy grin he quickly sneaks over and uses a finger to hook on her bow and pull it from under her collar. “Haha!” He celebrates as Treble gasps before turning around and snarling.
>”You jerk!” She snaps giving him a few hard smacks as he tries to back away.
>”Geez Treble cut it out!”
>”You cut it out! Everything is always a game with you! You’re so annoying!” She growls before walking away and going back to fixing her bow.
>”Damn, you’re sister HATES you.” A nearby stallion comments to Clef as he tsks.
>”Yeah, she can be a pain sometimes but she’s usually cool.”
>Everyone readies their instruments and heads to the door before heading out. On the hoofball field, the band stands at attention a moment before beginning their intro.
>Halftime came and went, and with the game done, the band plays the exiting music as the players leave the field.
>The assorted band members all talk over one another as they head back to the music room. As they all put away their instruments, one stallion slams his locks and looks towards Clef, “So you going to that party at Chunky’s?”
>”Free pizza, hell yeah I am.”
>”Cool.”
>Clef looks over to Treble and smiles “You going too?”
>”Huh? Oh, no. I’m just gonna go home.”
>”Ah cmon Treb, that’s no way to live.”
>”Maybe for you, but I’m happy just relaxing at home.” She replies with that posh, well educated tone she got solely from her mother.
>”Well, suit yourself; I’ll bring you back some pizza.” 

>At their home, Treble swings open the door and breathes out in relief before cracking some of her bones to limber up.

>She walks past the expensive leather couches and up the steps to her room. She knew well by now that it would be at least 2 hours before anybody was home. Her mother was out late at one of the many events she played at, and her brother could never leave a good party. 
>It was one of the few times she had peace and quiet, and she knew exactly how to spend it.

>On her bed, she lays a pristine white towel atop her sheets and reaches down under for a box. Opening it, she sets a bottle of lube and beads down on it. Afterward she unbuttons her blouse and lets it drop to the floor before crawling onto the bed, on her pre-made blanket of towels.
>In the kneeling position, she begins to generously apply lubricant to the beads before applying some to her hand and reaching around to gently coat her butt hole.
>Lubed up, she lays on her back and readies the beads. She leans to her right and guides the smallest of the beads to entrance.
>Using her middle finger she firmly presses inward, her anus swallows it whole as she begins work on the next one.
>As she focuses on inserting, the door downstairs opens as Clef makes his way in, holding a box of pizza.
>He walks up the steps to his sisters room but before he can open it, he hears a buzzing with soft moaning. His heart races a mile a minute as he slowly crouches down to peek into the room. 
>From the small keyhole he gets a full frontal view of Treble pressing a vibrator against her vagina with one hand, and massaging her breast with the other. All the while she lets out little squeaks of pleasure as she grinds against it.
>”Oh, oh Clef.” She moans to herself as Clef’s balls drop and dick rises. He gets on his knees and sets the pizza to the side as he uses one hand to prop himself against the wall and grips his dick.
>By now his body has supplied more than enough lube, as he begins to stroke heavily and watch intently.

>Treble trembles with each tease in and out from the vibrator “Oh Clef, Im gonna, gonna..” She trails off before leaning to the side, pressing the vibrator tightly while slowly pulling out the beads. “Ah!” She calls out as the largest bead crowns out, clenching shut before the second largest one begins to make its way out.
>She grits her teeth and shivers as she quickly pulls them out, causing her to unleash a torrent of secretions, staining her legs and sheets as she pants.
>Not long after Clef joins her and cums onto the siding of her door. Exhausted, he wobbles upright and picks up the box before going to his room.
>Today was the start of something awkward.

X

>Anon gets a surprise harem for his birthday. 
>They were paid extremely well for their services since Anon isn't the most handome, brightest, or charming of the bunch.
>In fact, the only reason that they were hired because Anon is 24, a kissless virgin, and is quickly on the path of becoming a hikkimori.
>The girls are told that Anon has some truly outlandish tastes, but should persevere since they were paid upfront.
>By the time Anon arrives, they expect to have to do something like watersports or creepy specific roleplay involving pickles and clown shoes
>But it turns out that Anon just sits down and wants to cuddle them individually and talk about his feelings
>There's no sex at all, rather, the girls find out that Anon's a sensitive person who doesn't get out much
>Everyone gets a turn cuddling everyone 
>When it was time for the girls to leave, Anon was left with a kiss on the cheek from four girls (Kaos frenched kissed him because she had to draw the sappy line somewhere) and all of their phone numbers.

X

>At the gym, Alex and Pogo walk side by side and head directly towards the treadmills. Alex limbers up before getting on the track and starting it up. Pogo lags behind a bit and glances at her swaying butt before getting on himself.
>He looks over to her and smiles as she happens to look at him and nervously chuckles “What?” She asks as he slowly cranks up the speed
>”Nothing~” He teases before the two go back to jogging.
>After the warm up, and after wiping down the equipment, the two head over to the weights. Alex towels off before taking a swig of her water bottle and sets it down by the leg press.
>Getting into position she does a few test lifts before locking it in place, “Hey Pogo, mind loading me up?”
>”Yeah sure, how much?”
>”Lets start with 220.”
>”Ok.”
>He loads it up and gets into his spotting position as Alex begins. She paces herself as her legs bend in before pushing out. The whole time he admires her sleek, sensual form as sweat rolls down her legs and face. Beads of sweat pool into large beads on her stomach as she makes small grunts, and groans.
>Pogo gets into a less compromising position as he can feel a tent that’s going to be pitched. He breathes out and tries to fan himself but still has to get a good look at that gryphon camel toe. 
>”Hey Pogo? You still there?” Alex grimaces as she continues her reps.
>”Huh? Yeah.”
>”You wanna help with situps after this?”
>”Uh, yeah, I guess.”
>”Cool.”

>Finsihed with the leg press, Alex secures it and sighs before getting up. Pogo wipes it down for her as she hydrates “Thanks Pogs.”
>”Don’t mention it.” He smiles as she heads over to a small empty corner and gets on her back. At her side, Pogo comes up and goes over to her paws and holds them down.
>Alex breathes in and exhales before starting her sit ups, Pogo can’t help but take in the situation as Alex works out.

>He looks at her plump little butt and toned legs and begins to chub up, not being able to take it anymore he swallows his reservations and leans forward.
>Firmly holding down her legs with his arms, he heads straight for her honey pot and takes a lick from the bottom to the top, pressing on her clit before giving it a small flick.
>Alex lets out a gasped moan almost in pain as she quickly looks down to see Alex all up in her pie, “P.P.Pogo! Wh.what the fuck do you think you’re doing!?” She shout whispers as he looks up at her with an almost pathetic pout.
>”I’m sorry Alex, I just can’t help myself, you’re so beautiful.”
>”What is this a porno you moron?! G.get back up before somebody sees us!” 
>Pogo sighs sadly as he begins to do what he’s told, but takes one last parting glance at her wonderful body and notices she’s almost drenching the floor. It was then his fathers words echoed in his head, (“Sometimes a girl needs to be lead to get anywhere with her. You can’t do that by always listening to her, just be confident, and be nice, but don’t be a push over.”)
>He nods to himself and tries his best to be cool, and confident as he smiles to Alex “T.this is a really quiet place, w.we’ll be fine.” He states before slowing going back down on her. 
>He repeatedly laps up her juices running down her womanhood, swallowing down the tangy flavors of sweat, and vaginal fluids. It wetly smacks as he finds himself going in deeper, and deeper, running his tongue along her walls while sucking and rubbing her folds together.
>Alex presses her legs together and curls into herself almost in pain as she scrapes the ground with her claws. “Pogo, p.please stop. I’m..I’m gonna...”
>With the flood gates opened, she lets out an aroused moan as she ejaculates onto the floor, and on his face.

>Pogo laughs a bit as he cleans his face a bit, “Sounds like you liked that.” He comments going back to licking her pussy. This time he simply cleans her up with his tongue before drying it clean with a towel. Alex rolls over and picks herself before avoiding his gaze and walks to the showers as he smiles and waves “Same time tomorrow?!”
>Today was a day at the gym.

X

>be ariana
>only 15, __ tall already
>most colts ignore and show no interest in, but puberty showed up anyway.
>differing cultures between ponies and arimaspi drastic enough to be separate worlds.
>kids have literally run away from any offer of friendship
>urges still linger within 
>form a plan
>budding stallion gets anonymous note asking to meet behind the school after the last bell
>doesnt suspect, heads out
>doesnt find anyone, suddenly blacks out
>wakes up to ari, freak out
>she tries to calm him, no avail
>fits him with a snug gag, and he quiets down at the threat
>she carefully straddles him, he can't help popping a boner at her warmth
>tries fucking at first
>he is enjoying it, her velvet insides making up for looseness.
>she can't enjoy it enough, switches to grinding her clit against his cock
>finally her pleasure grows, trying to deliver more pleasure but not kill the tiny stallion.
>all at once it washes over her, fluids dripping into him as she lifts herself up. 
>he passes out, shooting his own load on her inner thigh and his own stomach, mumbling pleased sounds
--
>he wakes up clean and safe behind the school, hours later

X

>Adjusting your cap, boldly branded with a golden PI on the front, you look down at your daughter.
>The curly haired princess bounces happily beside you, her favorite "cocksock queen" shirt lifted slightly by your spawn growing in her womb.
>She probably liked it because she takes it literally, fancying herself the alpha mare in your herd.
>Nodding, you silently beckon her to follow as you make your way deeper into the crystal palace.
>Reaching the outside of her little mare cave in the wing she shares with you, her presence is quickly confirmed by her guard patrolling the general area.
>More of a skeleton crew, honestly, as she does not have, nor attempts to have any real importance in the empire politics.
>The guards silently salute the two of you as you pass, allowing you to stealthfully enter the room.
>Inside, amidst the bit of mess sits the neet princess, Dagger. Your niece, herd member and cocksock.
>Her attention is focused on some online racing game, leaving her ignorant to your presence.
>Slowly, you and Cotton make your way closer to the girl, until finally you're so close you can smell her.
>Despite her lifestyle, the satyr is rather well kept, thanks to the efforts of her assistants.
>Even her cute, lazy mohawk is barely ruffled, the strands keeping to the proper side of her half-shaven head.
>In a fluid motion, you vault over the couch, taking the now flailing satyr by the shoulders and forcing her onto the coffee table.

>"AHH!" she screeches as she thuds against the surface. "Uncle 'Non? What are you doing?"
"Surprise ponut inspection, sweetie. Try to relax."
>The pudgy satyr takes a deep breath as her tail lifts and her hands seek the controller, intent on not loosing her game.
>You won't make it easy for her.
>Gripping the base of the large plug in her rear, you give it a rough tug, causing Dagger to let out a breathy moan.
>Slowly, the rubber slides from her obsidian flesh, glistening in the dim lit den.
>As hoped, the tight ring of muscle holds a gentle gape, waiting for further use.
>Slipping a few fingers into the warm hole, you spread her wide, exposing her innards to the light.
>The young satyr doesn't fight as her rear is carefully scrutinized by her uncle and cousin.
>Satisfied that Dagger has kept herself properly clean, you pull your fingers out of her before lining yourself up and sieZing the girl by the haunches.
>In a single, fluid movement, Dagger is pulled from her stomach, and into a sitting position in your lap, her tight ring snuggly fitting your throbbing erection.
>Giving a few pumps of your hips, Dagger warms up a little despite herself, causing her wink audibly.
>Cotton Candy takes this as her cue, burying her face into her cousins groin.
>"U..uncle Anon! Please! I'm, ah, a little busy!"
>Your response is a firm thrust, releasing a small gush of fluid into her cousins waiting mouth.
>With a small grunt, and a gritting of teeth, Dagger goes back to her game, even trying to continue in vain to hold up her conversation on mic.
>Her friends, as is normal of pre-teen girls, giggle and joke amidst mixed conversation, some discussing the difficulties of being a cocksock, and some wishing to become one.

>Thankfully, her friends by no means take it easy on her.
>Every twist and turn Dagger makes is accompanied by a shifting of weight, each bump accompanied by a squeeze.
>It quickly grows to be too much, pushing you ever nearer your edge.
>As Dagger approaches the end, neck and neck with other racers, she begins clenching hard in anticipation.
>Her warm anal walls squeeze you like a vice, preventing any action save for holding her belly and thrusting desperately.
>Releasing into her in heady spurts, the warm sensation combined with Cotton's ministrations forces Dagger over the edge.
>Though she crashes at the last second, she finds it hard to care, far more concerned with riding out her orgasmic high, plastering her cousins face with thick, off-yellow mare cum.
>As you come down, you pull the satyr from your softening member and lay her beside you to catch her breath.
"Good job, sweetie." You begin. "You passed your inspection."
>"Th..thank you, sir." she grogily mutters.
"I'll see you at dinner. Have fun with your game, alright?" you tell her, standing to go.
"See you, Daggy!" Cotton Candy echos, planting a gentle kiss on Daggers ponut, leaving a lipstick mark as she does. "Later."
Sitting back up, Dagger is quick to pop her plug back in, holding her uncle Anon's seed inside like a good girl.
"Sorry about that, girls. Anyone up for another race?"

X

>"C'mom, let me give you a great big honking pair of titties."
"For the last time, no!"
>"Why not?"
"I'm happy how I am!"
>"But doesn't having a hot, tight little pussy sound nice?"
"I. Am. Happy. Like. This."
>"Ugh... fine, I guess I'll just have to find some other- Now, Anon!"
"Wh-"
>Snapshot's struggles and protests were of no use as the mad doctor's henchman swiftly threw a bag over his head and bound his arms behind his back."
>Smiling, Tonsils made her way out from behind her desk and trailed a finger up the restrained boy's chest as Anon kept him pinned to the table.
>"I'm sorry it had to come to this, but you'll enjoy being a slutty little girl with a great rack, trust me."
"Mmph!"
>"What's that? You say I should show Anon just how grateful I am for his assistance? Hmm... well he has been a very good boy lately."

X

>"Wow, your daddy has a big dick."
"Damn, you got that right."
>"But if that's your mom and dad, then who's holding the camera?"

"Come on, haven't you heard of a tri-pod?"
>"Oh yeah, you're right. It's probably-...wait, did I just hear my Mom!?"
"Oooo...yikes."
>"But where's my-OH GOD!"
"Woah, dude, they're double stuffing my mom..."
>"TURN IT OFF!"

X

Boobzu regains consciousness with no recollection of what just happened right as Anon is performing chest compressions on her.

>"A-Anon, you pervert!"
"What? No, this is... I'm saving you!"
>"Yuzu sits up and slaps Anon across the face before hurriedly covering herself with a towel.
>"Do I look like I need saving to you?!"
>"Seventeen year old Anon gains a reputation as somebody who molests defenceless women.

It's just like one of my Chinese cartoons.

X

"What, tonight? The night which marks ten years to the day since that group of teenagers were killed by that axe wielding maniac? A night with a full moon and with recent sightings of Ol' Greg in the area?"
>"Come on, Anon, don't be chicken. Tell you what, if you come along I'll let you touch my boobs."
"This seems like a really bad Idea."
>"All fun things sound like bad ideas if you think about them too much. What if Mistake lets you touch her... uh, well what could maybe one day become boobs if she ever decides to give puberty a try too?"
>"Hey!"
"Hmm... Well I do love boobs."

X

So I got bored and tried to write a short but I ended writing myself into a corner but I don't really want it to go to waste and it's too disjointed for /sat/ so I'll just post the concept.

"Why are we visiting your friend in a town that smells like gym socks and spoiled eggs?" Simmer questioned nervously as he put up his sweatjacket hood.

"That's on a need to know basis." Blare adjusted her sunglasses. "Suffice to say though, you might want to keep questions like that to a minimum. This chick's a bit...yeah."

Simmer rolled his eyes. "That doesn't do much to calm my nerves, Blare. I just find this whole thing a bit sketchy. And not just because you and that bald pony with the missing teeth referred to each other with code names. What did you say you needed to borrow?"

Finding themselves at the door that held the sign 'Smile! You're on camera!', Blare cleared her throat. 

"Mostly just some herbs and spices I can't get at the market. Uh, exported. We've got a trading system. Top notch quality. Now put those glasses on, *Dormouse*." Blare checked both her sides and popped the collar of her trenchcoat. "We don't want to give her any ideas."

"W-wait, ideas?"

"Just wait by the side of the door."

Her claw buzzed the doorbell. Within a few seconds they heard a series of latches and locks coming undone. Blare gulped and took a deep breath.

The door parted and revealed a satyr in a scuffed up lab coat and latex gloves that driffed with miscellaneous fluids.

"Forest Fire! Why isn't this a pleasant surprise!" Tonsils wiped her gooey hands over Blare's trenchcoat; the older satyr took no heed to the drake's uncomfort.

"H-Hey Bleeding Heart. I've got the stuff you want." Blare wrinkled her nose and produced a crumpled sheet of paper to give to Tonsils. 

How she managed to manufacture something more oderous than the air outside was something Blare hoped to never find out that day.

Tonsils took the paper by its corners and mumbled as she read through it. 

"Hmm. According to my schedule, you were suppose to be here over a month ago. Care to explain why you never came? I had to donate a whole bag of deer kush to some Anonymous charity or something."

Blare was about to give a half-hearted answer but a sudden scoff interrupted her.

"We're here to get drugs, Blare? Seriously?" Simmer threw up his hands. "I thought you were planning to break out some surprising world class cooking skills with the talk of spices and herbs and all that!"

"Dormouse," Blare screamed underneath clenched teeth, "shaddup!"

But Tonsils eyes perked up. "Hang on one moment," Tonsils said lookng over Blare. "Is that..Simmer! Is that you I see over there?"

Simmer squinted through his glasses and gasped once he saw her. "M-Miss Tonsils!?" He reeled back. 

"Oh so it is!" She gave a triumphant clap with a devilish grin. "I thought I recognized that girly voice of yours!"

"Why are you here a-a-at a place l-like this?"

"Wait," Blare said, "hold up. You know her Squeaks?"

"She's our school's nurse," he mumbled. "I-In my high school."

Tonsils chuckled. "Why of course, though the meetings are quite rare since he's one of the fresh meat-I mean specimens-Gah! Freshmen, dear me."

Blare took off her glasses in dismay. "No shit? My dealer works in the same school of my sidekick?"

"H-Hey!"

"Listen, children," Tonsis took off her gloves before fixing her hair. "You're becoming a teensy bit too loud and I don't want the wrong ears to pick up this incredibly incriminating conversation. So why don't I invite the two inside while we talk business, hm?"

And that's the end. Feel free to speculate what spooky adventures go on in Tonsils' apartment.

X


>"You b-bitch," mumbled Blare, fighting with all her might to remain conscious even as the peripheries faded into blackness.
>"Oh hush, nobody really needs a gallbladder anyway, you'll be fine."
"Uh, you sure about that?"
>Tonsils turned to Anon and shrugged.
>"I dunno, maybe. I know humans can do without one so there's at least a fifty-fifty chance they'll be fine. Now be a good boy and turn up the music."
>Doing as requested, Anon obediently cranked up the dial of the boombox sitting on Tonsils' desk.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_1mN5mb7I4 
>The mad doctor turned back to her two latest patients and grinned, flicking her surgical mask up over her mouth and nose.
>"After all, it wouldn't be good practice to have our two sleeping beauties waking up prematurely and screaming the place down, now would it? Just what would the neighbours think?"
"Huh, what was that?"
>Tonsils looked back at Anon and winked at him.
>"I said I'm going to have to give you a special little bonus in addition to your regular cut, lover boy."

X

>their tale is at its core a love story.

>Tonsils sighed wistfully as she deftly performed an abortion on her latest patient, a young sphinx that'd got herself knocked up and couldn't bring herself to tell her parents.
>"Fetus masher," she said, holding her hand out for nurse Anon to hand her the requested implement.
"Fetus masher."
>A moment passed, the sound of wet squelching filling the operating room as the world's greatest doctor continued the delicate procedure.
>"Man... you ever think what it'd be like if we had kids?"
>Anon's eyes widened slightly at the unexpected question.
"Us? As in you and me?"
>Tonsils chuckled.
>"Of course, silly, who else?"
>Anon wasn't entirely sure how to respond.
"Well I mean I suppose it'd-"
>"Womb plunger," interrupted Tonsils, requesting another piece of equipment."
>Anon cleared his throat.
"It'd be... not too bad I guess."
>Tonsils smiled dreamily beneath her surgical mask.
>"Yeah, it'd be so awesome being the one getting the abortion for once."
>Anon cringed, having known her long enough to know she was entirely serious.
"...Yeah, okay, if you say so."
>"Just my luck, huh? Always the abortionist never the abortee."
"Can we maybe not talk about this while-"
>Tonsils sighed again.
>"You and I would have such beautiful dead babies together, I just know it. They'd probably have your eyes and... Oh crap!"

>Anon jumped slightly at his partner's sudden outburst."
"What's wrong?"
>Tonsils facepalmed, covering herself in a mix of blood, placenta and dead baby chunks.
>"I just remembered, this wasn't the one wanting the abortion, this is the one who needed her ear syringing."
>Anon hurriedly threw the surgical sheet off of the patient, revealing not a teenage griffon, but instead a mare that looked to be in her early thirties.
"Oh man, what-a-mistaka-to-maka, huh?"
>Huffing in annoyance, Tonsils stood up and took off her latex gloves, throwing them in the vague direction of the trash can.
>"Damn it, now I remember! That griffon skank who couldn't keep her legs closed is my four o'clock appointment, not my midday. Crap, You know how excited I get when I see a baby bump. Guess I jumped the gun a little."
>Anon groaned.
"So what are we going to do? Baby murder's probably not a slap on the wrist offence here and there's no way sleeping beauty there's going to keep quiet about this even if we offer her a thirty percent discount."
>Tonsils remained silent for a moment, pondering her options before looking at her accomplice with her best seductive gaze.
>"Oh, if only I knew of a big, strong man that could carry a sack weighing, say, eighty pounds down to the lake this evening and dispose of it in a way that nobody would ever know about. I'd give a guy like that anything he wanted!"
>Anon frowned.
"Why me? You're the one that murdered a baby, killer."
>Tonsils simply bit her lower lip and giggled.
>"Anything," she repeated.
"Ugh... fine.

X

Tonsils top pickup lines when trying to get Anon in the mood.

>"Lets have an unplanned pregnancy together."
>"I need a fresh semen sample... but I'm all out of vials."
>"Hey, baby, you want to get unhygienic together?"
>"Yo, how's your penis?"
>"Don't get mad, but I may have slipped a couple of Viagra into your coffee."
>"My battery powered boyfriend is broken so how about you and me become you in me."
>"Lets breed, baby!"
>"You be the chief of medicine and I'll be the naughty nurse who really needs a pay rise."
>"I'm going to need to see you in my office... sorry, I meant orifice." 
>"Ha ha, that wasn't a flu shot, it was a double dose of bull shark testosterone, dummy. Feel horny yet?"
>"Man, performing sex change operations always makes me wet."
>"Doctor Anon, please report to the air hockey table in the break room."
>"You ever find it funny that incisions look like vaginas? Like... I'm cutting vaginas into people whenever I operate on them... Wait, what was I saying? Man, I'm so wasted right now."
>"I love you, baby. Lets grow senile and incontinent together."

X

>"Anon!"
>You look up from your bowl of cereal, hearing your partner in crime call your name from somewhere outside the room.
"Yeah?"
>"Anon, Anon, Anon... Anon, Anon-"
>You gulp down your final mouthful of Cheerios before groaning in annoyance.
"What already, Christ?!"
>There's a brief moment of silence before Tonsils addresses you again, this time in the sweetest voice she can muster.
>"Can you come here for a minute, darling?"
>Something about how she said that made you suspicious.
"Why? You better not be waiting to jump out and inject me with something weird again."
>"Of course not, I just need to show you something. I'm in the morgue downstairs, hurry up."
>Sighing, you reluctantly get to your feet and begin to make your way out of the room.
"You better not have given another Labrador a boob job."
>You hear a bout of laughter as you make your way to the stairwell.
>"As if! Not after how rude the owner of the last one was even after I said I was sorry."
>So not a dog.
>Surely it couldn't be...
"Oh god? Please tell me it's not another aborted fetus marionette show."
>The mere memory of the last 'show' still gave you nightmares.
>"No, just hurry up already, this is important.
>Picking up your pace a little, you round the corner and make your way into the makeshift morgue the two of you had built to house your more squishy of merchandise.
>There you see Tonsils standing over the body of some recently departed pony.

>"Can you see the problem here, Anon?"
>You take a moment to glance over the cadaver, which as far as you could tell was in pretty good condition.
>You shrug. 
"Nope, you've got me. I can't see anything wrong with the stiff. Why, what'd you do to it?"
>Tonsils crosses her arms over her chest and tuts.
>"Nothing... Well not yet anyway. The problem is this body is our only body."
>You glance around the room, just now noticing the distinct lack of dead things that it usually contained.
"Oh, bummer... You mean-"
>"That's right," she interrupts, "We're dangerously low on supplies."
>You take a deep breath and sigh one again.
"Okay, so what do we do?"
>She frowns at you.
>"First you tell me how you let our stocks dwindle so low. I mean what're we supposed to do if a buyer comes along looking for a new heart or set of kidneys?"
>You're momentarily taken aback by the accusation.
"Me? It's not my fault you haven't 'accidentally' killed any of our patients recently!"
>Your companion scoffs.
>"Well as chief procurement officer I'd have expected you to get a handle on this little situation before it became so serious."
>You grunt in frustration.
"Whatever. What should we do now?"
>Tonsils looks up at you with what you immediately recognize to be her scheming expression.

>"Yeah, about that. I have an idea, but it'd require you to do me a itty-bitty teeny-weeny little favor."
>You give her a blank stare.
"I'm not killing anybody to harvest their organs."
>"Huh? N-No of course not!"
>You're not buying that look of clearly feigned shock for a second.
"That was what you were going to say, wasn't it?"
>She holds her hands up in surrender.
>"Okay, okay, plan B it is then if you're going to be such a baby about it."
"Ugh... Let's hear it."
>She grins.
>"We, by which I mean you, go grave robbing again." 
"Hell no! Not with that cop with the pink afro on the lookout. The fucker nearly nabbed me last time as it is and you can bet all the graveyards are under surveillance now after what happened."
>She pouts.
>"Please?"
>You shake your head.
>"Pleeeease?"
"No."
>Closing the gap between the two of you, Tonsils throws herself against your chest and looks up at you with tearful eyes.
>"Please, oh please go grave robbing for me!"
>Resist, Anon, stay strong.
>"Would you do it for an Anon snack?"
"N-No."
>Uh oh, looks like she's seen your resolve weakening.
>"What about two Anon snacks and a lap dance?"
>You groan in defeat.
"Fucking... fine, damn it!"

X

"You know, you're free to leave any time you want."
>"W-What... really?"
"Oh yeah, if you can make it to the edge of the forest before I catch you, I'll totally let you go home to your family."
>"That's it? I just have to make it passed the tree line?"
"Sure, I'll even give you a thirty second head start!"
>In an instant, bunny satyr races off as fast as her hybrid legs will carry her, hopping over ditches and fallen logs with ease.
>She's almost made it, her goal in sight, she can see the trees beginning to thin and the light from the edge of forest.
>She's neither seen or heard a trace of her pursuer in almost ten minutes and is thinking that perhaps she's lost her trail.
>With no more than thirty feet to go before she slips beyond the bounds of the forest, something launches itself out of the canopy above and lands on her back, forcing her to the ground.
>Now, so close to her goal that she can practically taste her freedom, her tormentor leans down and licks her neck, savouring the taste of her sweat and fear.
"Aww, poor thing, so sad that you almost made it." 
>Bunny whimpers slightly as she feels the other girl gently nipping at her long, velvety ears with her dreadfully long canines.
"To come so close just to fail at the last stretch."
>The manticore girl laughs as she feels her prey struggle beneath her in a futile attempt to escape.
"My, aren't you a feisty little morsel. I'm going to have so much fun with you."

X

>It was after school at ("Drake University") Aka, the shitty dragon Highschool in the shitty dragon neighborhood.
>Still, it was the only place you could really hang out with your pal Muddle.
>He leans up against graffitied wall, arms crossed and his usual permanent scowl across his face.
>Angry at the world, or perhaps at just not getting laid. Either way, he was always pissed about something.
"So you hear about that new Crystal Fantasy game?"
>"Yeah, looks pretty cool."
"Totally, you gonna get it?"
>"Probably."
>With that the conversation lulls as he resumes frowning at the world. 
>Pal probably wasn't the best word, more like situational acquaintance. 
>Still, he was a good talk about games most of the time.
"You wanna hang out behind the library?"
>"Nah, I gotta take my stupid brother home."
"Again? Didn't you do it last week?"
>"Yeah but my mom is being a pain and wanting me to do more."
>As he finishes his exposition, a smaller reddish brown drake hybrid comes walking up and nervously gauges the crowd before almost whispering to Muddle "Muddle? Can we go home?"
>"Gah, don't you have more homework to finish?"
>"N.no, I already did mine for the day and.."
>"Whatever." He cuts him off annoyed "Let's go home then."
>He walks away pissed as his lil brother meekly waddles behind. 
>As the two go off into the distance you raise an eyebrow and scoff.
"Man, Muddle is kind of a dick to his brother."

>It's Taco Tuesday as you and Muddle walk through the open rundown cafeteria.
>Though lunch has long since ended.
>Still, the two of you head to a random empty classroom and just sit as the school pays for your excuse to have central air.
>A small bead of sweat runs down your forehead as you exhale.
"You got anybody for your school dance?"
>"No. You?"
"No."
>The faint humming of the magic fluorescent lights whir in the background as you wait for a custodian to kick you out.
>Suddenly the PA system comes to life as the booming voice yells "Muddle report to the principals office! Muddle report to the principals office!"
>"Huh?" He asks to himself as you both look towards the ceiling.
>Muddle's little brother sniffles in random bursts as a lusty argonian secretary dabs his tears away.
>You and Muddle are side by side as you both get lectured by the Principal. "I am disgraced that a dragon would dare to abandon his own kin! Such a disrespectful act will not be tolerated again in my school!"
>After he was done droning on, the three of you walk out as Muddle snarls at his brother "What the hell I wasn't supposed to walk you home today!"
>"Y.yes you were, mom said you were gonna do it today and you said ok."
>"I don't remember that!"
>"Well y.you were playing games and.."
>"Gah I hate having to walk you home! You should be old enough to do it on your own!"
>You walk on the side a few feet away trying to give as much privacy as you can and contemplate walking away. 
>"Hey Anon, I'll see ya later. I gotta walk my stupid brother home."
"Oh yeah sure go for it, I'll see ya tomorrow."
>You glance down at the meek little dragon boy walking obediently in step before going your own way. 

X

>You sit on your shared bed, calmly reading as you wait.
>The steam flows from beneath the crack of the nearby door, roiling in the cool air of the bedroom.
>After some time, you hear the shower shut off, followed by several minutes of rustling and the clacking of hoof on time.
>Setting down your book with a smile, you lean back as the door opens.
>From within the bathroom steps a tall silhouette, obscured by steam.
>She steps forward with an intentionally sultry gait, giving you a good view of her.
>At just under nine feet tall, she towers over you, her curvy body adorned with numerous pieces of jewelry.
>Golden bands on her horns, caps on her cloven hooves, beads made from precious stones woven into her silky brown hair, and oh so many bangles, bracelets and piercings.
>Most notably, rings through both human nipples, a short chain dangling from a clit ring, and a fine leather collar with a single attachment point.
>Clothed otherwise only in scant layers of sheer silk, the goat girl slowly begins to slowly move and gyrate her body, picking up speed into a full dance.
>She moves and sways to a silent song in her head, keeping a steady rhythm as she shows off her young body, frequently moving her hands down her sides or across her breasts.
>Her numerous adornments glint with her movements, producing a dazzling display, and each turn flashes the large, silver and sapphire buttplug planted firmly in her rear.

>Aided by her natural caprine balance and agility, the arimaspi hybrid displays a degree of grace one would never expect from such a large creature as her dance becomes increasingly complex.
>Finally, however, your not so little girls dance comes to a close as she takes a small bow before flashing you a smile.
>While most of her face is hidden behind her lengthy bangs, you can feel her gaze scanning, more than anything, for approval.
"That was wonderful, Arie." you tell her with genuine enthusiasm.
>The giantess smiles with glee, her enlarged, gold capped canines glinting with an unintended menace.
>"I'm glad. I worked hard on it." she says, offering you one of her blunted claws.
>Sad to see it end, but eager to move on, you grab the digit, letting her help you to your feet.
>Pressing your face against her trim belly, you take in the delicate, floral aromas of her shampoos mixed with her natural earth scent.
>Dropping down, you feel her lithe, powerful muscles flexing beneath a layer of pinchable chub.
>Further down, beyond Ariana's waistline, you enjoy the light, velvety fuzz on her udder.
>For a moment, you cup the object, fairly small on her body, kneeding the perky, mottle toned flesh, a gasp signaling your daughter's approval.
>As you sink lower, the potent musk of her need wafts into your nose, encouraging your efforts.

>Snaking an arm behind one of her powerful thighs, you plant your face into Arie's moistening sex whil your hand find hold on the dangling chain above you.
>Keeping her close, using the chain as a guide, you grope her perk rump as you plant small kisses along her delicate folds and inside her thighs.
>Slowly but surely, you can feel her body begin to twitch under your ministrations as you push her every closer towards orgasm, but refuse to let her over the edge.
>Satisfied with your work, you stand, chain still in hand as you slowly turn her back towards the bed.
>She looks down at you, her crimson cheeks betraying her need as she awaits your orders.
>With but a gently push on her belly, you answer, and she allows herself to fall back onto the massive bed.
>You waste no time.
>Freeing your turgid length from your pajamas, you generously slather your shaft with lube.
>Spreading Ariana's waiting slit, you spot your target. Glinting right below her clit sit a gem studded rod of stainless steel, about the size of your index finger.
>Giving the retrival ring a gently tug, it readily slides from the satyrs urethra.
>Another squirt of lube in hand, you gently slide a finger into the small hole.
>Ariana moans with quiet satisfaction as you massage her interior, carefully rubbing the lube into her.
>Teasing for several minutes, you manage to work the goat girl into a state of restrained squirming as she once again dances on the edge of orgasm.

>Finding her suffering satisfactory, you remove your finger and look at you.
>She meets your smile, knowing what's to come as you line yourself up, and she gives an eager nod.
>With a single slow by constant push, you slide your way into your little girls tightest hole.
>Pausing for a moment to let her adjust, and to enjoy the incredible snugness and warmth surrounding you, you simply take in the moment.
>Gold shimmers from behind Ariana's bangs as she meets your eyes, smiling, enjoy being able to be so close to you.
>Placing your hands on her thighs, fingers digging into her thick pelt, you pull back slightly.
>Her body resists your retreat as she lets out an audible "Mmmmph".
>In turn, she accepts your return thrust eagerly, drawing now silent gasps from her.
>Quickly gaining pace, balls slapping against her wet sex, the fire hot, vice-like hole saps your energy like a blizzard saps heat.
>Ariana, submitting to her extacy, roughly tweaks her breasts as her moans become ever louder, slowly degenerating into a mix of animalistic bleats.
>Once more at her edge, the satyrs hips begin to thrust slightly, her size making your affections difficult.
>Taking tight hold of her clit chain, you pull roughly, sending a jolt of pain through her spine and over the edge of orgasm.
>In her passions, she wraps her legs around you, pulling you roughly into her deepest depths, the sudden squeezing pushing you over the edge yourself.

>Pleasure flows through you in waves as her urethra milks your seed, your balls churning to deposit as much as they can give into her waiting bladder.
>Each time it seems over, one more wave hits you, again and again until overstimulation has you teetered on the line between pleasure and pain.
>With a loud, satisfied sigh, you pull out, the hole quickly closing itself.
>Setting her urethral plug on the night stand to be cleaned, you crawl towards your daughter.
>She doesn't resist as you pull the loop of her collar, bringing her into a short, loving kiss.
>Looking into the glint of gold beyond her bangs, you both smile as your daughter brings you against her large body, cuddling with you.
>"I love you, dad."
"I love you to, Arie."

X

>You are Floppy Hopper of clan Fuzzybuns.
>You beat the nearly fifty to one odds and were born a male, and thus were chosen to become a guard at a young age.
>Though you're a competent warrior, you're not big, strong or impressive enough to be granted your own small group of females.
>What makes matters worse is that you're currently under orders to stand guard outside the Great Father's personal harem for the next several hours.
>You stare at the wall opposite you and try to tune out the muffled sounds of pleasured moaning coming from the opulent room behind you.
>This was the worst kind of torture!
>To be tempted by what you were constantly denied.
>You told yourself that one day you'd become a renowned fighter and be granted your own females, but when?
>You'd never even seen a girl naked except in your Neighponese cartoons.
>Being a guard sucks.

X

"Look at that shit, just look at it!"
>You state pointing at the pristine white jacuzzi, the two gruff plumber ponies ignoring your squeeing as they wrench and screw it into your bathroom.
>Derpy looks on somewhat puzzled but smiles all the same "Well I dont fully get it but you really seem to like it." 
"Just you wait, you'll see the appeal when its installed."
>After the plumbers were done, you paid them and saw them out as your family gathers around the new jacuzzi.
>Melody runs her hands across the edge "What is it?" She asks as Misty steps in and sits herself on the makeshift seat and sighs happily.
>"I dont know what it is, but I can tell Im gonna like it."
"Its called a jacuzzi." You state entering the bathroom "And its the universal sign of cool."
>"Can we try it daddy?" Melody asks as you place your hand on Derpy's fine rump.
"Maybe after me and your mother. But dont get your hopes up, we may be in there a while."

>Derpy readies the couch for the kids as you fill the tub, giving them some pizza money, she heads over to the bathroom and closes the door behind her.
>"Is it ready sweetie?"
"Yeah just about. We just need to wash you off."
>She cocks her head in confusion and raises an eyebrow, "Why? Wont we just wash off in the jacuzi?" 
"Honey, a jacuzzi is for relaxing, not showering. Now come here."

>After a nice hose down, the two of you slip into the water as she gets comfy. "Its so nice and warm!"
"It gets even better."
>Pressing a button, you turn on the aquajets and can see her eyes sparkle "Wow! Thats so cool!"
"Yeah, its pretty cool." You reply with a cocky grin.
>"No wonder you wanted this hahaha!"
>She dunks her head into the water and blows bubbles along with the machine as you just look on slightly annoyed.
"Derpy, you're kind of doing it wrong."

>After she was done having her fun, she emerges from the water with a cough and a laugh "That was amazing!" She states before getting out of the water, "That was totally worth getting rid of our second shower."
"Yeah." You sigh.

>As Derpy dries off you look at the ceiling, hearing the door open she closes it as you hear the water wade. You look back down and see Ding sitting across from you completly topless. 
"Ding! Get out!"
>"But dad, I want to take a bath with you like we used to."
"You're 16 Dingaling, you're too old to be taking a bath with your dad." 
>"Why not?" she asks as the water waves across her slightly pale breasts.
"Many reasons, cmon, off you go." You shoo 
>"Oh cmon daddy, I promise I wont make a mess." 
"No."
>"Pleeeeeease?" She begs leaning forward, inadvertantly pressing her boobs together as you inhale firmly.
"Dingaling...you can stay."
>"YAY!" She cheers with her bucktooth smile and raising her hands in the air as you cut her off.
"But please, put on my shirt."

>Dingaling sits happily in the jacuzzi wearing your damp shirt as you just look on from the other side awkwardly.
>It had been a long time since you had given her a bath but she did grow as a woman, even if she kept her lovable innocence to not see why it was inapropriate for the two to share a bath.
>"I did really well on my test dad."
"Oh yeah? Thats good."
>"And what about you dad? What have you been up to?"
"Oh you know, nothing much."
>Silence fills the room as the two of you just sit in the water. "So do you want me to wash you first?"
"We dont really do that in a jacuzzi."
>"Oh? Well what do we do?"
"We just kind of sit here and talk."
>"Oh! So its like the beach!" 
"Yeah, kind of." You reply as she gets up and turns around, exposing her little butt to you as she crawls out of the bath. "Where are you going?"
>"Be right back~" She replies
>A few moments later the door swings open as Misty and Meldoy come in wearing swimsuits and slip into your jacuzzi.

>They all sit happily next to you and talk as the door swings open as Ding comes running in wearing a two piece and holding a very large bucket "And now we have sand!" She yells before pouring a giant helping of dirt into the water.
>You just sit in the quickly muddying water and give a pained smile. Today is another day with your cute daughterus.

X

>"Radiance, mother says to stop looking at your mirror and come for dinner right now or else she'll tell the chefs to take yours back and ground you."
"Damn it, Dawn, don't you think I want to? I've been stuck staring at myself for almost four hours and I'm feeling woozy from hunger... but I just can't pry myself away from my glorious visage!"
"Daddy says you're too vain and I heard him telling mother that he's starting to think you're gay."
"Gay? The girls literally line up to catch even a glimpse of me. I'm not gay, I'm gorgeous!"
>"Daddy thinks-"
"I don't care what he thinks when this is his fault to begin with! Curse you genetics! Why must I be so radiantly resplendent?"

X

>Ariana sits on a log and sighs longfully looking out into the woods. Lost in her thoughts she doesn't catch the slight stirring in the bushes. 
>From the grass emerges Kimmy and Mera as they walk to the side of their much larger sibling, "Hey Ari, what'cha doin all the way out here?"
>"Oh you know, nothing." She replies with her slightly booming voice.
>"What's wrong? You can tell me." Kimmy asks sitting next to her.
>"I dont know...dont you ever want to get out of here?"
>"Not really." She answers frankly, "I have everything I could ever want, here."
>Gently placing her hand along Ariana's large thigh, she rubs her reassuringly as Ariana locks eyes with her. "Kim." 
>Without saying another word Kimmy stands to be at eye level with her, running her hand along her face, she leans in and kisses.
>With little pecks of affection she works her way down from Ariana's face, to her chest before pulling her shirt off.
>Taking a massive breast in each hand, she gives them a firm squeeze while roughly sucking on them one at a time, Ariana moans as her breasts flush red from the excitement while holding on to her dear sister before Kimmy forcefully pushes her onto her back.
>She lands with the force of a small tree but shows no signs of discomfort while Kimmy kicks the log to the side and goes right for her legs. 
>Spreading them apart, she positions herself as though about to penetrate but instead crawls over the mountain of woman before her. Resting herself over her boobs, she begins to remove her own shirt.
>Using her now free garment, she ties it over Ariana's eyes and gives her a quick kiss on the lips "No peeking." She whispers before walking around to her legs, placing a hand on her knees before going to spread her legs apart.
>Mera coils herself in between Kimmy's legs and stiffens herself, becoming a penis like appendage to their chimera body.


>Prodding Ariana’s entrance, she slowly inches Mera in inch by inch before coming to a hilt. Ariana gasps as Kimmy begins to rapidly thrust in and out of her, rippling her flesh as Mera coils to expand her walls before scraping herself against her more sensitive parts.
>Ariana pants and gasps as she takes the barrage, nearing her limit she digs her hooves into the ground and scrapes her fingers against the ground.
>With a loud moan, she orgasms with a thunderous tremble of her legs. Kimmy slowly pulls out and sits on her butt as Mera coils around to her front, “Good job Mer.” Kimmy commends before licking her little sister clean.
>Mera shakes off the excess fluid and blinks a few times, “Anytime.” 
>Kimmy staggers up weakly before walking over to Ariana’s side and extend an arm out to her “I dont care where you go, just promise me that I’ll be there with you. Ok?” 
>Ariana grins removing the blindfold and reaches for her, grabbing hold she then pulls her down and onto her breasts “Deal.” She states before locking lips with her.
>Today was a very close sisters kind of day.

X

>"But daddy, I don't want share with her!"
>"Me neither! Yuzu's a total bitch!"
"Enough! You two girls are going to sit there and kiss until you learn to get along or else both of you are grounded for three weeks."
>"But-"
"No buts, I've had it up to here with your constant bickering. Now kiss, and so help me if I don't see tongue involved."

>Murmur leans in close to her half-sister, her hand cupping her cheek.
>She frowns and speaks in a low hiss, not wanting their father to hear.
>"Just so you don't go getting any ideas, I'm only doing this because daddy said so."
>Yuzu sneered.
>"Oh, you think I want your dirty whore lips anyway near me? Who knows what kind of stuff you've been doing with that disgusting mouth of yours."
>Murmur Grunted in annoyance, her eyes narrowing dangerously at her sibling.
>"Says you, the one who uses black lipstick to hide her herpes."
>"I don't have herpes, you bi-"
>Anon looked up from his newspaper from the other side of the sofa.
"Not hearing any kissing. Would you prefer to be grounded."
>Both girls continued to glare daggers at one another.
>"You'd better not try to grope my boobs, pervert."
>"Why, you worried I'll damage your implants?"
>"I'll damage you if you don't shut your face."

X

My empire started with naught but a single daughter-wife. From there, my loins forged a mighty harem the likes of which the world had never seen before. Every member of that harem my own flesh and blood, an extension of myself stretching far and wide across the land. Years of providing for every one of them, both as caring father and loving husband, and earning their unwavering devotion in return.

And yet you think to come before me and speak of ambitions. What do you know of ambition? You seek to claim my empire as your own. To claim in a moment what I had spent a lifetime creating. Do you truly believe you are entitled to such a thing? Are you truly so afraid of failure, of achieving nothing in your life, that you would rather claim my achievements rather than seek your own? I had taught my son to be ambitious, not a coward.

You may very well slay me this day. You may take from me this day not only my life, but my lands, my lovers, and my legacy. Yet, in spite of that, all you will have achieved is slaying a single man. Your "ambitions" that you speak of, do you truly have the strength to carry them out? Or will your weakness get the better of you? Show me your resolve. Prove to me that you are my son.

X


>"Your rule is at an end, old man. Today is the day that I-"
"Shut your face, Damien, you self-important twat! Can't you see I'm trying to father you some more sisters here? What, are the five concubines I gave you not enough all of a sudden? Let's get one thing straight here, boy. I rule this kingdom. Me. Not you. One day, many years from now, I may choose to grant you all that I have, but not today. You're still young and foolish and have no idea what it takes to hold our people together."
>"I-"
"You think ruling is all about power and orgies, well it's not... You come in here with the sword I gave you and dare to threaten me in my own home? Well go ahead, try and kill me. It should be easy for you, no? After all you're young and strong and I'm just an old lecher if many are to be believed. Though be warned, I've fought all my life to get where I am today, and along the way I got damn good at it. No matter. Strike me, I'm unarmed."
>A tense moment of silence passed between father and son as the other occupants of the room, the breeders had hurried into a corner to avoid the seemingly inevitable violence to come.
>After what seemed like an age, Damien took a step back and lowered his head in submission.
"That's what I thought. Seventeen years old and you're still nothing but empty threats and vain posturing. Come back when you have the balls to challenge me for real, but until then get out of my sight."
>Anon watched as his eldest son made a hasty exit, his expression unreadable.
>After a minute or so, one of the braver of Anon's harem approached him and knelt respectfully before him.
>"Please don't be angry at brother... He is just having a crisis of faith in your divine rule."
>Anon chuckled and ruffled the girl's hair.
"Angry? I'm not angry, I'm proud. Damien was born prematurely and nobody expected him to survive his first night. Bollocks to that I said, just look at him now. I told them that that boy was a fighter, and I was right."
>"Great father?"

X

22 June, 2016

>It was super hot
>No, not the sexy sort of hot, like, the uncomfortable kind
>Having an orgy in the Royal Palace seemed like a damn fine idea on paper, but Celestia and Luna weren't keen on upkeep and hadn't installed air conditioners in the older, less frequented rooms
>Not to mention the smells, oof!
>All those satyrs knocking horseshoes in one room certainly produces an odor
>Mostly sweat, some urine, and twenty pounds of tits and ass
>There were bodies everywhere!
>Satyrs had to be careful not to get their vajiggers or their pinkle winkles mixed up into someone else's funholes
>Some passed out from the heat after a few rounds
>Others were insatiable and kept going right into the night, armed with a gallon jugs of water
>You're pretty sure the last two developed a game of some sort on who could get the other to cum the hardest
>No one knows who won since they left wobbly, dehydrated, and plenty stickier than when they came
>Heh

23 June, 2016

>But he needs a loyal praetorian guard made up of his strongest and most skilled sons.

>"Psst, brother!"
>The elder guard remained stoic, silently staring at the wall at the opposite side of the corridor.
>"Hey, hey, psst!"
"Ugh, what now?"
>"So we've been guarding this door together for a while now, huh?"
"What of it? It is the Great Father's will."
>"Yeah, no, I totally get that and I think it's super cool that we get to guard His harem. I was just wondering.. uh-"
"Well? Spit it out."
>"How much are you getting paid for this? We're on the same wage, right?"
"Pay? We are blessed to serve the Great Father, that is our pay."
>"Oh... but what about benefits and perks?"
"I get first pick of the captives and extra rations, same as any other guard."
>"Yeah, but I heard Great Father bestowed a special favour upon you after you caught that minotaur trying to steal from the treasury a few years back."
"Our divine patriarch saw fit to grant me a concubine of my own for each year of loyal service."
>"Cool... cool... so that means you've had it, right? Sex I mean. What was it like?"
>The elder guard sighed.
"Why must I always be the one to babysit the newbies?"

25 June, 2016

>"I was ok with you wearing that ridiculous getup since this is at my place and not the gym, but I will absolutely NOT feed you on a good day, and that pose isnt helping."
>"B.but Alex-Senpai, you must pour your protien packed load into my mouth so that I may grow big and strong!"
>"Im all for gay chicken like anybody, but this is too gay."

X


>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YriFxX9Buoc
>Your eyes snap open as you're rudely awoken from your slumber.
>Checking the clock on your bedside table, you see it's almost two o'clock in the morning.
>How kind of your teenage daughter to let the entire neighbourhood know she was heading out.
>As the engine revs become still louder, you find yourself yelling impotently, knowing you'd not be heart.
"Yuzu, for god's sake shut that thing up this instant or you're in for the spanking of your life!"

>Ten minutes later and no sooner had you just been able to drift off to sleep again than you were awoken by an ungodly racket, this time from the room nextdoor.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvLgmxSs-s4
>It was Murmur, your other daughter.
>Seems like she'd brought a boy home with her yet again and was trying to hide the sound of creaking mattress springs by disguising it with so called music.
>Damn it, you just want to sleep.
"Murmur! Hey, shut up in there and turn that crap down right now! I know what you're doing in there, young lady."
>You wait for a second but receive no reply.
>Cursing to yourself, you pull the blanket up over your head and try to block out as much noise as possible.
>Raising two teenage daughters that spent most of their time fighting and trying to outdo one another was exhausting.
>Those two girls of yours need a mother figure in their lives pronto.
>Maybe you'd head out tomorrow and see if there were any attractive thirty something mares in any of the local bars that had low expectations and would settle for a guy with two kids and two prior failed marriages already.

X

>Snarling, Kimmy scowls at her soon-to-be step-mother as Mera slithers over her shoulder and flicks the air with her tongue, tasting the tense atmosphere that was plain for all to see.
>"You heard me, take Bunny out for a walk so me and your dad can have some grown up time together like a good little girl, and don't lose her or let her run off or you'll be the one to replace her."
>Mera hissed as Kimmy unsheathed her claws, neither fond of being spoken to in such a way.
"You can't tell me what to do just because you're bigger than me, Lenora! You're not my mother and that's not how it works!"
>The Manticore child chuckled.
>"Actually that's exactly how it works. Oh, and aren't you forgetting something? Come this time next week and I WILL be your mother... legally speaking at least. Now do what I say so I can mark that hot hunk of man you call daddy as mine!"
>From the corner of the room huddled amidst a pile of discarded laundry, Cottontail watched fearfully as the two other girls squared off against one another.
>She didn't dare to guess who'd win if it actually came to blows, but judging by the bristling of fur and warning growls that reverberated throughout the room, neither were planning on backing down any time soon.

>Meanwhile in the livingroom you sat and watched TV, utterly oblivious to the storm brewing upstairs.
>You don't even want to go into how hard it was to hook a TV up and get a decent signal in the middle of the Everfree forest, but right now all you care about is that your team is up three points and the two most important girls in your life seem to be getting along just great.
>They'd even been spending girl time together up in your daughter's room!
>That bunny satyr was a little strange though, especially the way she followed your fiancée around like she didn't have a choice.
>Oh well, live and let live. 

X

>"B-But what if the other kids laugh at me?" Asked Ariana in an unintentionally booming voice.
>Kimmy shrugged.
"Then they'll laugh, so what? Why bother with what they think when there are so many others who'll support you no matter what?"
>Looking at her hooves, Ariana seemed unconvinced.
"Chin up, everything will be fine. You're a big girl after all!"
>Ariana smirked.
>"F-For you."

X

>Back from your usual 3 mile walk/jog, you undress and toss your sweat drenched shirt and shorts into the hamper as you pass Ariana reading on the couch.
"Hey sweetie, I'm gonna take a shower. You want to get some takeout for dinner?"
>"Y.yeah dad." She answers in her usual bashful tone as you smile.
"Great, then let me power through this shower and we'll go."
>"T.take your time." She stutters as you walk up the steps.
>A few moments later the shower runs as she waits a moment. Feeling it's safe she quickly lifts herself up and hurries to the hamper.
>Grabbing your shirt she presses it to her face and takes a powerful inhale before giving a calmful sigh.
>She glances to the side and sees Kimmy. They just stare at one another before Kimmy extends her hands out and gives a small snarl "Well cmon! Don't hog it all!"

X

>Leaf hasn't reached legal age yet, so no sex allowed
>Or it is, but you're screwed if anyone finds out about it
>She keeps cockteasing you when you meet each other, even in public areas
>Leaf just makes sure to do something that only you will notice

X 

>Freckles tries to hide her blushing embarrassment as she walks in front of her brothers in her underwear. Though she couldn't go all the way she settled for a loose top and white undies.
>She awkwardly gets in between Muddle and Gargle as they play games and tries to get their attention "H.hey, you wanna watch a movie?"
>To which Muddle sneers "Gets your gross cellulite butt out of my way. I'm trying to clear this boss."
>Freckles just hangs her head in shame and waddles off.

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You come home one night after a long night's work, head straight for bed but as you do you hear strange noises coming from your daughter's bedroom. You ease the door open slowly, already suspecting what you're going to find. She's sitting on her bed, laying back on her pillows. She has her hand between her lavender colored thighs, panting hard as she plays with herself. She's blushing hard.

"That time of the year again?" You say softly. She eeps loudly and quickly stops. "Oh, hi daddy. I was just..." 

"Don't worry sweetheart, it's perfectly natural." You give her a smile, followed by an uncomfortable silence. You roll your shoulders a bit before adding "Well... try to keep it down. Good night honey."

"Wait, dad! Could you..." she tapers off, biting her lip, you see her move her legs ever so slightly, trying to give you a better view of what awaits you.

"Honey... we talked about this." You sigh, step inside and give her a quick peck on the head. God, she even smells like her mother. "I'll see you tomorrow."

You head back to your bedroom as quick as you can, you don't want to hear what else she has in mind. You're a good father, you tell yourself. You won't entertain these preposterous ideas that are trying to slip their way into your head. You keep telling yourself that, as you try and ignore the erection in your pants.

It's morning, you're in the kitchen making breakfast. You still find yourself missing bacon & eggs even after all these years. But on account of the distinct lack of meat in the pony diet, you've had to adjust. Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Glimmer stepping into the kitchen. 

"Morning Daddy!"

"Hey sweety. Sleep well?"

"Eventually..." she answers, but with a mock pout. "It was very rude of you to leave me wanting like that."

"Sorry Glimmer, but you know your mother wouldn't approve."

"Well..." she leans up close to you, her small hands rubbing up and down your back. "Luckily mom had to go do a few errands, so it's just you and me."

You sigh and roll your eyes, "Okay. Right here?"

"Yes, daddy, please! I've waited long enough." She leans up against the dinner table and props up her tail. You walk up to her slowly and trace your hand up her soft thigh, playing with the edges of her labia. "Dad! No teasing!"

"I just want to make sure you're all warmed up." You whisper, leaning close, nibbling her ear.

"I've been warming up all night, please just give it to me." She pleads to you, you feel her lips grasping at your fingers. You feel her slickness and know she's ready.

"Okay honey." You pull open your bathroom and slide into her in one stroke.

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You jump in bed, panting loudly, confused for a bit. It's still dark. You look over to the bed-stand and see that it' 4 am. Everyone is still asleep. Twilight turns over to you, awoken by your jump and asks "What's wrong?"

"uh... nothing, go back to bed. Just a.... bad dream."

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"Uh, Mistake, did my daughter put you up to this?"
>"Sure did, mister Yuzu's dad, sir!"
"Okay... why?"
>"She said that you said that you wanted to start dating again, and that she'd much rather have me as a step-mommy than one of those 'cheap bar skanks' you've been bringing home."
"Hey, they weren't cheap! If anything they were classy bar skanks. Besides, when I said I wanted to start seeing women again I was sort of meaning somebody a little older, not to mention legal."
>"I can make myself look as old as you want!"
"Sorry, but the answer's no. You're a very nice, pretty girl, but it'd be too weird to date somebody so much younger than my daughter."
>"Huh? I'm three months older than Yuzu!"
"Oh... sorry, I just assumed that... nevermind."
>"What, it's my boobs, isn't it? Damn it, they're not that small!"
"N-No of course not, it's just because you're lying on your back and the lighting's bad that's making them look smaller. Your breasts are great, really."
>"Don't patronize me!"

>The creek of the bedroom door swinging open caused the both of them to look up as Yuzu walked in staring at something in her hands.
>"Daddy, can we order a takeaway tonight, I-"
>The bat-winged girl's eyes widened as she looked up at the sight before her, her best friend forever and her father caught seemingly in the act as she lay spread bare before him.
>"W-What? Daddy, you pervert!"
>Jumping back with such speed that he didn't at any point seem to actually travel through the space occupying where he was and where he now stood, Anon threw his arms up and shook his head vigorously.
"I never touched her, I swear!"
>Yuzu's eyes narrowed.
>"Then why is she so... so moist?"
>Mistake blushed slightly, hurriedly sitting up and closing her legs.
>"I was just really feeling it!"
>Anon glanced to the girl on his bed then back to his daughter.
"I don't get it, why are you mad? Your friend said she only did this because you told her to."
>Yuzu crossed her arms and frowned yet deeper.
>"Yeah, but I'd intended for her to transform into somebody closer to your age. I'd never have suspected you'd be the kind of guy to go to bed with her like she is."
>On the bed, Mistake pulled her t-shirt down to cover herself as her friend gestured at her.
>"I mean look at her, she looks like an eleven year old."
>"Hey, I'm almost sixteen!"
>Yuzu rolled her eyes as Mistake glared at her.
>"Well it's true. It's why that weird stallion keeps offering you candy if you follow him to his house."

>"And what's with the slutty cheerleader outfit? I thought you were saving it for Nightmare night so we could be a matching pair."
"Come again? No daughter of mine is going to parade herself around begging for treats dressed as a slutty cheerleader!"
>"Oh, but you're perfectly fine with Mistake wearing it and exposing herself to you while rolling around on your bed like a cat in heat? You're a scumbag, daddy."

"Now go to your room and think about why that's no way to speak to your father, young lady."
>"Sir, should I-"
"Not you, Mistake. You stay."
>"Huh?"
"While you're a little younger than I'd have liked, all this arguing has given me a rage boner, the most powerful form of boner there is." *
>"So that means-"
"Call me coach, and convince me why I should let you on the cheerleading squad."
* Technically a murder boner is stronger.

>"S-So this is where I lay my eggs and leave, right?"
"Pardon?"
>"That's what sex is, right? I lay my eggs and then you fertilise them once I'm gone."
"Okay, get out, I've changed my mind."
>"But why?"
"Having sex with you would be like telling a five year old that Santa isn't real.It's like... You know it'll happen eventually, but you're damned if you'll be the one to do it and steal their innocence."
>"But-"
"No buts, just leave."
>"Aww."
"By the way, do you have any older sisters?"
>"Yeah, about six-hundred."

>she squats over the bed for a while, making constipated faces and grunting with effort as she tries to lay eggs
>after a while she gives up and drops down on the bed panting, having accomplished nothing other than working up a sweat and drenching the sheets in urine

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