Vinyl Part 4: Nony B Goode (Clop)

>The morning sun shines through your window to reveal you sleeping in your bed while sponing the guitar.

>As you open your eyes, memories of yesterday afternoon make their way into your head.

>After you finished your sandwich, you spent the rest of the day playing guitar and drinking.

>At some point in the evening, you decided to make love to the instrument, and brought it to bed with you.

>Everything after that is a haze of drunken forgetfulness, but your dick hurts, so it must have been fun.

>You get up shakily from the bed and head to the bathroom for your morning routine.

>You can't be lazy today, you got shit to do.

>You need some clothes, some food, and an amp for the guitar.

>Luckily Celestia gives you a government grant due to you being an endangered species.

>You head downstairs after getting dressed and pour yourself a bowl of Khorne Flakes when you notice what looks like a note on your table.

>You pick it up and open it to find two things taped to it.

>A neon orange pill, and a strand of electric blue hair.

>The note only has two words: "Take this."

>Now you've never been one to take drugs, alcohol is your vice of choice.

>But knowing who is telling you to take the pill, you feel compelled to obey, lest you displease her.

>You take it and indulge yourself in your bowl of cereal.

>A few minutes later, you still don't feel anything, and decide that maybe the pill doesn't actually do anything.

>The floating purple hippopotamus agrees with you.

>Someone knocks at your door, so you an the hippo go over to it and open it up.

.>A two headed Fluttershy with snakes for hair and scales stands before you.

>You will forever be traumatized by the sight you saw this day, but right now you're too high to care.

"What is it Bananahush?"

>The freak in front of you hides it's faces behind it's manes, and mumbles.

"What's that? I can't hear either of you."

>"*mumblemumble*..found your fetish so can we *mumble*."

"No, I'm not having sex with you again."

>Four eyes stare at you.

>"B-but I found your fetish! You're supposed to love me!"

"You didn't find my fetish, and I don't love you."

>The monster narrows it's eyes at you.

"Besides, I only did what I did yesterday because Vinyl told me to. Maybe you should go talk to her."

>"Great idea! I'll tell her I want your hot monkey dick again.!"

>She runs next door and heads inside while you have a conversation with the grass.

>Even though Vinyl thinks you're a worthless thing to be used for her pleasure, you hope that she considers you HER worthless thing.

>Sure enough, a few minutes later, Fluttershy walks back out looking dejected.

>She's also spouted another head out of her ass.

>You giggle like a little girl and grab your jacket to go shopping.

>At the market, you're wondering if that pill you took is ever gonna kick in when a voice grabs your attention.

>"Oi shithead! Your mom is so fat that when she jumped for joy, she got stuck!"

>You look at the offending watermelon, who has the biggest shit eating grin on his face.

"Don't talk about my mother like that you fucking vegetable!"

>"What, does the truth hurt? I'll have you know I fit my entire head in your mama's ass one ime."

>You grab the watermelon and chuck him into the hippo's mouth.

>(The melon actually hit Lyra on the back of the head and knocked her out, to Bonbon's dismay.)

>Just as you prepare to eradicate the rest if the melon's family, a voice behind you asks:

>"Uhm, Anon... Are you... Okay?"

>You turn around and see a large  book with legs, sporting a purple mane.

"Hey Twilight, you trying to get a leg up on reading?"

>You and the hippo dissolve into a fit of laughter at the joke, but the book seems perplexed.

>"Wha.. ? No, I just wanted to ask you if.. If...."

>Spaghetti starts to seep from between the pages.

>"... I wanted to know if you would let me study your anatomy more.. Thoroughly?"

>She has a hopeful tone in her voice, and you don't want to disappoint.

"Alright Twilight, you can study me."

>"Realy? That's great, we could head over to the library and- Oh Celestia what are you doing.

"Silly book, I'm getting naked so you can study me!"

>You fling your shirt behind you, and it lands on Fluttershy's head.

>She promptly faints in ecstasy while you remove your pants.

>Twibook is looking completely freaked out (you don't know how you know that... You just do.) and she's trying to get you to follow her as other ponies start to stare.

>Of course, following her would be pointless, because you just noticed Carousel Boutique, and remembered that you needed to but clothes.

>You run into the shop dick in hand, your hippo companion close behind.

>Rarity gasps in shock as she sees you.

>You also gasp in shock, because there is a giant marshmellow in front of you.

>You fucking LOVE marshmellows.

>"Anonymous, what are you doing, acting like such an uncouth brute in MY store?"

"Ha, you sound exactly like my friend Rarity mister Marshmellow, except she wouldn't like it if I ate her.."

>Rarity shrieks as you pounce on her and try to take a bite.

>You are promptly lifted off your meal by Twibook and placed on the ground with magic.

"What are you doing Twilight?! I'll share the marshmellow, I promise!"

>Rar:"Twilight, darling, would you be so kind as to inform me about what is going on with Anon?"

>Twi:"I don't know Rarity, when I saw him earlier he was acting weird and attacking watermelons."

>While they continue to talk about what is 'wrong' with you, you browse some of Rarity's items untill you happen upon a kilt.

>You immediately put it on and model it for the hippo.

>He approves of it, even though it's a little short on you.

>Doesn't matter, you're keeping it.

>You walk around the store for a while, and head outside to investigate the voices you hear.

>Said voices turn out to be Bonbon, explaining to Lyra why she just woke up with an exploded melon on her head.

>Something taps you on the shoulder and you turn around to see Flutterfreak.

"What now Fluttershy."

>"Oh.. Umm.. I just wanted to tell you that even if you don't want me, I still love you, and i'll do my best to win your heart."

>She looks at you with her big teal eyes. All 6 of them.

>You look back, realizing for the first time that maybe there is more to Fluttershy than being a creepy stalker. Maybe she does care.

>Then the head aticking out of her ass blinks and the moment is runed.

>You decide that youve done enough shopping for the day, and set off for home with your new kilt.

>You'll come back for food once the ponies have products that don't insult your mother.

>Fluttershy follows you all the way home, but when you walk into the house you slammthe door in her face.

>"Ow!...O-okay then, i'll see you tomorrow my love... If, if that's okay with you..."

>Unbeknownst to her, you didn't hear that, because you just blacked out and fell to the floor.

 

>You are now Octavia.

>You've just seen Anon walk into his house wearing nothing but a skirt many sizes too small for him.

>You look over your shoulder at your roommate, who's eating a late breakfast.

"Did you give one of those pills to Anonymous this morning, perchance?"

>Vinyl looks up from her meal.

>"Mhm."

"And I suppose you had someone filming him the entire time?"

>"Mhmm."

>You sigh and rub your neck with a hoof.

"And why would you do that?"

>"It's fun to watch."

>This is the fifth time this year she's drugged someone and filmed it just for fun.

>As far as you know, Anon is the only person she's done it to that she doesn't actually hate.

>For a p0ny who's career has made her a famous social icon, Vinyl doesn't really get along with other p0nies.

>She also can't stand it when they natter on about how good her music is.

>You suspect that might be why she likes Anon, despite how she treats him.

>He isn't a p0ny, and you don't think you've ever heard him say one good thing about her music.

"Well, you better hope he's okay by tomorrow, because he's supposed to be playing at the music festival tomorrow."

>The blue maned unicorn finishes her breakfast and levitates her plate into the sink.

>"He'll be fine, It's not like I gave him five pills like I did with Roseluck last year."

>You shudder as you remember that week.

"Fair enough, i'm going to go practice for tomorrow, I would appreciate it if could remain quiet for the next few hours...?"

>Vinyl shrugs.

>"I guess I could, I have some work to do on my turntables for tomorrow anyway."

>You nod at her and head off to your room, already thinking of the peice you're going to play.

 

>You are Anon again.

>And for the third morning in a row, you wake up with a headache.

>Only this morning you are lying on the floor, and you are seemingly weraing nothing but a.. Skirt?

>You look down.

>Yup, definitely a skirt.

>You rub your head as you get up, wondering what the hell happened yesterday.

>You remember taking that pill, and you remember going out to buy food, clothes, and an amp.

>You seem to have come back with no clothes, no food, and no amp.

>Nice work Anon.

>Luckily, when you got the house, you had stashed away sole non perishable food and an extra set of clothing.

>Looks like you're eating Trixies for breakfast today.

>They're exactly like Twinkies.

>Only blue.

>You head upstairs and break open your ceiling panel to get at your supplies, and after getting dressed, you eat the snack cakes.

>Grabbing your guitar, you head downstairs and resolve to go out and buy an amp before the festival this afternoon.

>You open the door, walk out, and trip over something yellow.

>You do all you can as you fall to protect your instrument, but the cost is that of your head bouncing off the ground.

>Ow.

"What the hell are you doing Fluttershy?"

>"Oh! I'm so sorry mister... I was just about to knock and you just walked out and tripped over me...."

>Fluttershy looks down at the ground and kicks at it with a hoof as you glare at her.

>"... Is tripping over me your feti-"

"NO IT ISN'T!"

"Okay..."

>You get up and dust yourself off, then pick up the guitar and head for the music store without a word.

>Fluttershy, of course, doesn't take the hint and follows you.

>The next few hours are a part of your life you would rather forget, as you spent it fending off Fluttershy's constant advances while trying to make a purchase from a jaded p0ny who seemingly didn't understand your dialect.

>Eventually, you managed to buy an amp, mooch lunch off of Fluttershy, and make it to the music festival without being late.

>After explaining the setup you needed to the sound technician p0ny, and finding out you were the last act of the show, you look around and spot Vinyl and Octavia talking to each other behind some stage equipment and electronics.

>You head over to them.

>Octavia smiles when she sees you, Vinyl just looks at you expressionlessly from behind her glasses.

"Looks like i'm going to be the last to perform tonight... No pressure eh?"

>You chuckle nervously as Octavia pats your shoulder.

>"Don't worry so much, i'm sure you'll do fine. Besides, with those hands of yours you can't be any worse than us ponies!"

>You grin at her attempt at reassuring you.

"No, I guess not. Are you playing alone, Octavia, or are you part of a string quartet?"

>The gray pony frowns a little.

>"I am part of the latter, however, my companions have yet to show up, and I am starting to wonder if they ever will."

>Vinyl's ears perk up as her roommate says that, and she gives her friend a nudge.

>"Maybe you should go look for them, they might just be lost."

>She's staring pointedly at you as she says this, and you get the idea.

"Yeah Tavi, they might be looking for you too."

>Vinyl nods at you from behind Octavia as the cellist starts to walk away.

>"Perhaps you are right, I shall go have a look."

>Once you are alone with Vinyl, she raises herself on her hind hoofs and pins you against the electronic equipment.

>Spaghetti and boners everywhere as she runs her tongue along your jawline towards your ear.

>"I want you to do something for me, and it's going to be risky."

>You stare at her, but you can't read anything due to the glasses hiding her eyes.

"W-what do you want me to do?"

>She lowers a hoof to your crotch, and starts to rub your boner through your pants as she smiles.

>"When I go on stage, you're going to be hiding under my turntable, and while I play my set, you're going to be eating me out."

>Holy shit.

>She wants you to eat out her pussy in front of hundreds of other ponies.

"Are you sure? I mean, what if we get caught?"

>A grin crosses her face as she presses against you.

>"It's gonna be dark enough that no one will see, you could probably be up there instead of me and no one could tell the difference. In fact, that gives me an idea..."

>You don't know what the idea is, but you aren't sure you're gonna like it.

>Vinyl continues to rub against you as she leans in to whisper her idea.

>Your eyes grow wide and you shake your head nervously.

"I don't think I can do that V-vinyl."

>She takes her hand off your crotch and smacks you.

>Anger flares up in you and you open your mouth to complain.

>Before you can, however, Vinyl has removed her glasses and is fixing you with an intense stare.

>"I don't care whether you think you can do it, I told you to do it, so you will, understood?"

>You bow your head submissively, embarrassed that you took pleasure out of being abused.

"Yes... I'll do it."

>Vinyl smiles at you.

>"Good boy, now, rub my hooves, they're sore from standing around all day."

>You nod and kneel down, taking one of her hooves in your hands.

 

>A short time later, the festival begins and the p0ny have a huge celebration, with drinking and eating and dancing.

>You don't do much, just hang around backstage and drink while you wait for the show to start.

>Fluttershy found you at one point and asked if playing the clarinet was your fetish.

>She wasn't playing it with her mouth.

>After several excruitiating hours of being exposed to Fluttershy the show finally starts and she is kicked from backstage.

>Several acts go by, and you form an opinion that for a species without fingers, they play those instruments pretty damn good.

>Octavia's group is met with a standing ovation, and finally, it's Vinyls turn.

>From your place inside her turntable, you see the lights around the stage fade to darkness, to be replaced woth strobe lights and general rave paraphenalia.

>Once the stage is in total darkness and silence, Vinyl comes out from backstage and takes her position behind the table.

>With her lower body inches in front of your face.

>You can't see anything, but if the smell is anything to go by, she's excited at what's about to happen.

>The silence seems to go on forever until...

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TuJgO8tJayw

>Strobes, lasers, pyrotechnics, all go off at the same time and the party is on.

>You nervously fidget untill Vinyl nudges you with her hoof.

>That's the signal.

>You lean forward, grab her flanks, and plunge your tongue into her wet folds.

>Tastes like electric blue raspberry.

>Gnarly.

>You work your tongue inside her, making sure not to let all those cunnilingus lessons with your bitch of an ex go to waste.

>Her clit is winking furiously, so you take it between your lips and roll it between your teeth.

>You feel Vinyl tense up and her knees almost give out as your face  is covered in her juices.

>You smile from your position under the table, now confident that you won't be caught, and redouble your efforts at pleasuring the DJ.

>For the next several tracks you continue in this vein, even going so far as to pull Vinyl's tail and lick her ass.

>By the time the track you've been dreading is up, you can feel the unicorn shaking with effort at staying up.

>At the conclusion of the track all the lights go out and silence falls.

>Vinyl collapses down next to you, and you can almost hear her grinning.

>"My turn..."

>You reluctantly get up and she takes your place under the table.

>After Vinyl had her idea, she made sure the last three tracks playing would be in near utter darkness, because you would be the DJ.

>And she would be sucking you off.

>You unbutton your pants shakily as you look out over the crowd you know is out there.

>They seem to be collectively holding thier breath as they wait for the next song.

>As Vinyl's hot lips engulf the tip of your diamond hard cock, you hit play, and sound roars back into existence.

>You spend the next ten minutes trying not to fall onto the turntables as the white unicorn wraps her tongue around your cock and dextrously strokes it.

>She alternates between using her tongue and deepthroating you, dragging her teeth along your shaft lightly every time she pulls off.

>Somehow you manage to last till the end of the set, at which time you shoot your load directly down Vinyl's throat.

>As the light's go out once again, signaling the end of the show, you quickly switch places with her and the turntable is rolled off the stage.

>As soon as it's safe you leap out and head straight for the stage entrance, where a stallion is waiting with your guitar.

>If he has anything to say about why your shirt is wet and smells like sex, he witholds it.

>Several other musician p0nies are setting up thier stuff on stage to provide you with a band.

>Excellent.

>You will now finally enact a childhood dream.

>As the announcer p0ny calls out your name, you head out on stage with your guitar and grab the mic.

"Alright then... Well, this is an oldie.. Well, it's an oldie where I come from..."

>You signal and start to play:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=S1i5coU-0_Q

>When you're done playing all the p0nies stand in stunned silence.

>You think you hear someone in the back row shout "HEY MCFLY" seconds before the crowd breaks out into cheers and and whoops.

>Feeling like a badass, you walk offstage, where Vinyl and Octavia are looking at you with thier jaws hanging on the floor.

>You wink at Vinyl as you pass next to her, and you hear her speak behind you.

>"Damn... I guess he really does know what good music is..."

>You can't help but grin.

>Today was a rockin' day.

 

End Part 4