- >You are Anonymous
- >You have been invited to Diamond Tiara's Cuteceañera, courtesy of her father, Filthy Rich
- >You sit in the corner, drinking non-alcoholic punch while a group of fillies peer over at you, snickering
- >Feels bad, man
- >There's a dance floor filled with ponies
- >The pink one is trying her damnedest to hang out with every little gathering she can squeeze into
- >The door to freedom is across all this, mocking you
- >You're getting bored fast of your current situation
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- winning post: (spike the punch)
- >A grin spreads on your face as a devious idea crosses your mind
- >You're going to spike the punch
- >In a party full of children
- >And no, you don't mean dunking a tiny, purple dragon-thing in it
- >You reach into your pocket and withdraw a small flask you keep hidden away
- >You tip-toe over to the punch bowl and empty the entire thing into it
- >You sit back at the table and watch as more and more party-goers refill their cups
- >The ponies are starting to sway and act silly
- >Even the pink one is starting to feel the affects of the alcohol
- >After all, she's had more punch than anyone here
- >You could probably get away with anything right now
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- winning post: (Start an orgy.)
- >Arise, boner
- >You feel a tightening in your pants as you watch some of the fillies tumble into each other, exposing their young, supple vags
- >The pink one stumbles into a room off to the side, probably to get her bearings
- >One of the fillies touches herself, confused as to why she's feeling the way she does
- >You decide it's time to get this party really started
- >With no chaperones in sight, you make a beeline straight for the little prissy princess herself
- >"A-Anon, wh-what's going on? What'rrrrre you doi-MMPH?!"
- >You press your lips to hers in one, quick motion
- >Your hand trails its way down to her nethers
- >She squeaks in surprise, before moaning for you to continue
- >The other children watch in awe, as they see this new party game unfolding in front of their eyes
- >Pretty soon, they join in, awkwardly mimicking your ministrations on the birthday girl with each other
- >It's an orgy in here, and none of the participants are of age
- >You glorious sick fuck
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- winning post: (Convince Pinkie to suggest Spin the Bottle to the party.)
- >You drop the task at hand and head over to the room Pinkie is currently in
- >Your sudden dismissal causes Diamond Tiara to throw a fit
- >You left her hanging, and now she's trying to get it on with that Silver Spoon filly
- >You enter the room and see Pinkie lying on the ground, looking sick
- "You okay there, Pinks?"
- >"Mmm, anon. I feel all weird and tingly-wingly. I think it was the punch."
- "Yeah, whatever. Hey, I thought you might want to arrange a spin-the-bottle game for the kids. They're getting pretty restless out there."
- >She manages to prop herself up and follow you into the main room
- >Her jaw drops when she sees what's going on
- >"HEY! They've started without us!"
- "What a bunch of scamps"
- >She trots over to try and get things in order
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- winning post: (Strip naked, hoist Diamond Tiara over your head, and run out screaming "FOR THE CELESTIAL ASS!")
- >Without warning, you begin to strip yourself of your clothes
- >Off comes the shirt, the pants, the tie, the swank pair of boxer-briefs that kept your junk safe
- >A shoe flies over and hits some spotted colt in the head
- >You rush at Diamond Tiara, throwing her friend off in a fit of hysteria
- "FOR THE CELESTIAL ASSSSSSSS!!"
- >You shout like a mad man, holding the pink filly above your head and run out the door with no destination in mind
- >Your jog finds yourself in town square, amongst the merchants and shopping ponies
- >In this brief moment of clarity, you notice they're all staring at you
- >Rather disgustedly, I might add
- >You hold a panting Diamond Tiara above your head
- >You're completely naked
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- winning post: (Drop the pone and jump through a window)
- >Nervously you drop the filly
- >You search around desperately for a nearby house
- >There!
- >You run across the packed square and fling yourself through the window of the house
- >Usually you'd jump out a window from inside, but fuck that logic, you're Anonymous
- >You look around at the pleasant home you've just defiled with your naked presence
- >Pictures of some mint green unicorn fills the walls
- >Across from you, a startled yellow mare with a pink and blue mane stares at you
- >You stare back
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- winning post: (Run to her, suplex. The watch TV. Ultimate Spidercolt just aired.)
- >She stares at you
- >You stare back
- >She stares at you
- >You stare back
- >She-
- >Fuck repeating monologue, you charge at her with all the ferocity of a boar with a hard on
- >Which you're currently sporting
- >She shrieks in terror as you lift her above your head, turn, and smash her into a kitchen table
- >You get up to see she's not moving
- >You poke her with a stick for good measure
- >No, not that one
- >You plop yourself down on the sofa and turn on the television
- >Ultimate Spidercolt is on, your favorite
- >You hear a commotion coming from outside
- >Shut up, the best part is coming
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- winning post: (Pretend you're a window salesman and how this is proof these are shitty windows. Assure her that with your windows there is no chance of a naked lunatic such as yourself would never be able to leap through again.)
- >The episode ends
- "Goddamn, I love you, Spidercolt"
- >You wipe a tear from your eye as you get up from the sofa and make your way back to the kitchen
- >You put on your best business voice, and address the still lifeless pony
- "Listen, ma'am, this is proof that these windows are weak, and just about any naked lunatic sporting a boner could just waltz right up and jump right through them"
- >She lies there, unmoving
- "But I assure you, that with my windows, that shall never come to pass! Anonymous boner-proof glass is here to help! With our patented design, not even the hardest of erections could pierce our glass! Now all yours for three easy payments of $29.99!"
- >She doesn't respond
- >Giving up this game of talking to dead horses, you shrug to no one in particular and look around the house for something else to do
- >You don't see much
- >The ruckus outside is getting louder
- >Jesus fuck, can't a crazy naked guy get a little peace and quiet around here?
- >The noise is starting to draw on your patience
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- winning post: (Shit, it's the fuzz. Use the backdoor and go to Twilight's.)
- >Fed up, you finally look out the window to see several golden-armored ponies trying to push back a crowd as they make their way up to the house
- >How the fuck it took them an entire episode of Spidercolt to make it this far, you'll never know
- >Fookin' pigs
- >You jet out the backdoor, ninja your way through several alleys and up to Twilight's house
- >The giant tree stands triumphantly, and your own wood salutes it
- >You pound on the door hectically
- >Twilight opens it and you go tumbling in
- >"Anonymous! What are you doing here? And why are you naked?!"
- >How do you explain this, or do you?
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- winning post: (Scream and start hip thrusting at her while making jazz hands.)
- >"Well?"
- >She's expecting an answer?
- >Well shit, you're going to give her one
- >You let out an ear-piercing shriek
- >Her ears hug her head as she tries to deafen them further with her hooves
- >You begin hip thrusting in her direction, slowly moving closer and your boner hits the air with a gusto
- >Your hands begin to move all on their own, shaking to some rhythm only they can hear
- >Her eyes get wide and she starts to scream, matching your own in a symphony of chaos
- >You're getting closer
- >You can almost feel the heat of her breath on your cock as she backs against the door in horror and starts to quake in fear
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- winning post: (Run inside and kidnap Spike)
- >You stop everything you're doing
- >Twilight looks on in confusion and fear as you run upstairs and find Spike sleeping in his little doggy bed
- >On a whim you grab him and dart back down the stairs
- "I'm kidnapping Spike" >you declare while your hips thrust in random directions
- >"You're WHAT?"
- >Now to plan a course of escape
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- winning post: (Take Spike to Rarity's and teach him your ways of seducing mares.)
- >You get ready to action yourself out of the tree house
- >Only to run out the door like a civilized human being
- >Who just so happens to be naked and kidnapping baby dragons
- >What the fuck, man?
- >You make your way over to Rarity's boutique, crashing through the door at supersonic speeds
- >Well, average speeds for a human who's been running about all day doing random crap for the sake of appeasing his boredom
- >"Just a second~" Rarity calls from upstairs
- >You place Spike down and slap him awake
- >"H-Huh? Anon? What's going on? Why are you naked? Where am I?"
- "No time to explain. I'm going to teach you in the ways of seducing mares."
- >He fully wakes up when he figures out where he is
- >"R-Really?!"
- >The excitement is his tone and his innocence is enough to make your boner twitch
- >Thankfully he doesn't notice it
- >You hear rarity trotting down the stairs
- >Where to start?
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- winning post: (1) Cut a hole in the box 2) Put your dick in the box 3) Have her open the box)
- >You quickly explain your plans of total mare domination to him
- >He nods his head vigorously, blushing as you go on
- >"O-Okay anon, if you say so"
- >The both of you quickly go to work finding a box and some scissors
- >He's a little hesitant
- "Don't worry, buddy. I'll be right there with you"
- >You both sheath your rock hard cocks in lidded boxes
- >Rarity finally makes her way to the main room
- >"Oh, Anonymous, so glad to see- SWEET CELESTIA! What happened to your clothes? A-And why do you have a box covering your privates? Spikey-wikey, you too?"
- >You and Spike look each other in the eyes
- >"We got you some presents, Rarity!"
- >"Really? That's, um... nice? Listen, I'm not sure what's going on, but-"
- >The two of you lift the lids off the boxes and present your presents to her
- >She gasps, lifts a hoof to her forehead, and faints in the middle of the shop
- "Told you. The ladies just die for this kind of thing."
- >"Wow, I never knew! What now, Anonymous?"
- >There are now two fully erect bros standing in the middle of a boutique with an unconscious mare in front of them
- >This can only go so many places
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- winning post: (leave and go get a slurpie)
- >One of those places is to the local Mare-Mart
- "See you around dude, I'll let you take it from here. I've got some mad thirst after running around all day"
- >"B-But Anon, what do I do?"
- "Just use your imagination, dude. I'm sure you've learned something from all those books Twilight has lining the walls of the library"
- >You make your way out of the boutique and down the street
- >The store bell rings as you enter, walk up to the dispenser, and grab yourself a nice, cold slurpie
- >At this point, none of the ponies are really commenting on your nudity
- >You make your way up to the cash register
- >"That'll be 2 bits, please" the cashier says in monotone
- >You seem to have misplaced your wallet
- >And your pants
- >You suck gingerly on the straw as she looks up at you with a half-bored, half-irritated expression
- >Wat do?
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- winning post: (punch the bitch and run out)
- >You stare at her
- >She stares at you
- >You stare at her
- >She-
- >This shit again?
- >You bring your fist back and ram it into the face of the mare behind the counter
- >Her teeth go flying as she falls into a pile of magazines behind her
- >You get the fuck out of the store, slurpie in hand
- >The customers just look on in awe as you book it down the street
- >Where to?
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- winning post: (Go check of rarity)
- >You stop halfway to wherever the hell you were going
- >You suppose it wouldn't hurt to check up on Spike and see how he's handling the Rarity situation
- >You hoof it back to the boutique and peek through the door to see what shenanigans are taking place inside
- >You see Rarity with bows in her mane and lipstick smeared on her face
- >You also see Spike forcing his dick in her mouth
- >Looks like it took a couple of tries, but he finally managed to get it
- >Way to go, dude
- >You slurp in silence
- >Should you interrupt (possibly to join in), or leave to do something else?
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- winning post: (Join. Join. Yes. But first finish the slurpie.)
- >You decide to join in
- >Sluuuuuurrrp
- >You decide it would be better to finish off your slurpie, first
- >Gotta get hydrated
- >You step through the door and announce your presence
- "Heya Spike. Looks like you managed to figure out what I was getting at"
- >He turns to look at you with a smug grin on his face
- >"Yeah dude, it's totally awesome"
- "Mind if I join?"
- >He puts his finger to his lip in thought
- >"Alright, just so long as you remember I got first dibs"
- >Sweet
- >You walk up and place yourself behind the white mare
- >Which hole? Hole at all? Oh, the options
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- winning post: (Run to your Ford RS200 and rush to Celestia's castle like a madman, stopping for nothing along the way. Burst through the front doors, straight into the throne room.)
- >For the second time today, you deprive yourself of sweet horse pussy
- >You run out the front door, as if in a trance, and hop in your Ford RS200
- >How the fuck you got a car to Equestria, you'll never-
- >Fuck your shit, nigger
- >You speed off to Canterlot Castle, running over a few ponies on the way
- >You pull up to the castle, performing a badass spin park next to the stairs
- >You hop out and rush past the guards, bursting through the doors with reckless abandon
- >You make a beeline straight for the throne room
- >Boy, you have no fucking clue what you're going to do once there, but you're going to fucking do it whether she, or anybody, likes it or not
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- winning post: (Make a quick stop by Luna's room and give her a kiss with your slurpee breath)
- >You make a quick detour to a hallway leading to Luna's room
- >You kick open the door and stride up to her bed
- >She blearily removes her night(day?) mask and looks up at you
- >"A-Anonymous? What art thou doing in our royal bedchambers at this hour? And with no clothes, for sister's sake"
- >You throw caution to the wind, grab her by the jaw, and plant a kiss upon her beautiful lips
- >It lasts for a second, but seems like an eternity
- >"Tastes... like cherries..." she gasps through reddening cheeks
- >You stay for a second longer, staring into her round, shining eyes
- >Before turning around and exiting the way you came, back to the throne room
- >You still have no idea what you're going to do once you get there
- >It can't be good
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- winning post: (Hips thrust your way to Celestia while shouting loudly "Fuck Everything!")
- >Your hips start to thrust in a familiar motion as you make your way to the throne room
- >In your head you hear a symphony that causes you to thrust and dance in tune
- >Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line
- >Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it all the time
- >You begin to loudly declare your frustrations to the castle
- "Fuck everything! FUCK EVERYTHING!"
- >You continue to yell out the same phrase several times, louder and louder until you get to the gilded double doors
- >You thrust them open with your pelvis and slide your way up to the throne
- "FUCK EVERYTHING!" >you shout one, final time before finding yourself in front of her majesty, the qu- princess
- >"Anonymous! Just what is the meaning of this?"
- >Well shit, you hadn't prepared a statement to make once you got here
- >You're now standing buck-naked in front of the princess and her personal guards
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- winning post: (Ignore her. Sit on the throne)
- >You ignore her perfectly reasonable question as you shove her aside and sit on the throne in all your naked glory
- >It's good to be the king
- >She just stares at you, unamused
- >Her guards turn and eye you warily
- >What is your first commandment, oh king?
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- winning post: (Tell the guards to arrest the sisters)
- >You clear your throat
- >All present stand at attention to hear what you have to say
- "Guards, arrest the princesses"
- >They stare at you, unmoving
- "I am the new king now!"
- >Celestia just raises her eyebrow at you
- >The guards turn to look at one another, before setting their eyes back on you
- >No one makes a move
- >Well shit, this wasn't going as planned
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- winning post: (Run back to Luna's room. Ask her to marry you.)
- >Fuck it
- >Being king is so uncool
- >You jump up and run out of the room, confused eyes following you out the door
- >You turn and run down the hallway to Luna's room
- >You burst through the doors again, fully erect
- >Boner at full mast
- >Sporting the hardest wood ever
- >Did I mention you're still naked after all this time?
- >Luna rises from her slumber for the second time today
- >"What is it now? We demand to know why thou keepst interrupting our beauty sleep!"
- >You get down on one knee next to her bed
- >Her eyes widen when she sees the serious expression on your face
- >"Anon, what-"
- >You stop her with a finger to her lips
- "Luna, will you marry me?"
- >The look her face changes several times, from emotionless, to dumbstruck, to shocked
- >"Anon, I..."
- >You stare pleadingly into her eyes, so full of passion
- >"I... yes!" she blushes "Yes I will marry you!"
- >She throws her hooves around your neck in a makeshift hug from where she lies
- >Nigger, you just became the happiest man in the world™
- >Now, how do you fuck this up?
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- winning post: (Have Anthro children)
- >You can't resist the temptation
- >You jump in her bed, positioning yourself on top of her
- >She looks up at you with bedroom eyes
- >She should, you're in her fucking bedroom, after all
- >You tear aside the covers and roughly insert your astronaut in her moon crater
- >You can't even begin to describe where the hell you came up with that analogy
- >You thrust your five hour erection into her for all it's worth
- >You should have contacted a doctor
- >Nine months later a beautiful ugly little anthro thing is born
- >Half way between what anyone considers sexy
- >Fuck your life, Anon
- >You fathered the cancer
- End
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- Winning posts to continue and change protagonist from Anonymous to Macho Man Randy Savage
- Extra scene: (do the dinosaur)
- >You hold your precious newborn child in your hands
- >This calls for a celebration
- >You drop it on the floor, walk out the door
- >You and the nurses all do the dinosaur
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- >You are Macho Man Randy Savage
- >You're sitting at a little table outside of a coffee shop in Canterlot
- >Rarity goes on and on about some new line of dresses she's making
- >Your muscles want to crush something
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- winning post: (Ask her how she got her cutie mark)
- >You speak in a rough tone
- "Rarity. How'd you get your cutie mark?"
- >She blinks, cut off from her train of thought
- >She goes on to explain the story of how she got three little diamonds on her flank
- >You half-heartedly listen as you crush a few cubes of sugar between your biceps and sprinkle it in your coffee
- >Decaf, absolutely disgusting
- >This mare is a talking machine
- >You see some snobby unicorns trot by with their heads held up to the sky like chickens
- >It's making you hungry
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- winning post: (Defeat luna and win the the Equestrian Wrestling Federation (EWF) belt)
- >You stand up from the table, shaking it with the motion
- >"Darling, going somewhere?"
- "I've got some business to take care of"
- >You leave the coffee shop and the dressmaker behind, headed for the castle
- >You burst in through the front doors and head to the throne room
- >Surprisingly, Luna is awake at this time of day, having tea with her sister
- >"Oh, Randy! What brings you here?"
- "I've come to challenge Luna to a smackdown"
- >You roll your shoulders and sniff
- >"Ch-Challenge us?" she looks at you confused, before a confident grin appears on her face
- >"We accept. Be warned, fair Savage, we are not going to go easy"
- >A month goes by
- >Light shines down from the stadium ceiling
- >You're facing Luna from across the ring
- >You're pumped
- >You're going to win this
- >But how?
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- winning post: (Odin grants you godlike powers. You have this now.)
- >You flex your muscles in antici-
- >Suddenly you feel your body tingle
- >A power like no other fills your body from head to toe
- >Odin has granted you power
- >And you're going to use it
- >The crowd goes wild as the ref gets the fuck out of the way
- >You and Luna stride up to the center of the ring, and slowly start to circle it
- >You clash
- >Sweat drips from both your brows in an epic lock
- >But you have the advantage
- "OH YEAH!"
- >You shout and throw her against the ropes, taking her out with an arm bar with your first blow
- >She hops back up and starts bouncing on her hooves
- >How long will you let this continue? How are you going to finish it?
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- winning post: (Public anal devestation.)
- >The match continues with you trading blow for blow
- >Except there's no trading going on
- >It's all you
- >Pretty soon the crowd goes silent as you continue to wail on Luna with all your god given strength
- >Not that you needed it
- >This has become less of a match and more of a training session, courtesy of you and a punching bag
- >Luna can barely stand as blood drips from her nose
- >Her eyes are looking in two different directions now
- >You decide to put her out of her misery with one, final move
- >You get up on the corner pillar, jump and slam into her like a savage
- >You stand and place one foot on her bosom as you flex your muscles
- >The ref goes in for the count, taking way too long to count to three before he relents
- >You are Macho Man Randy Savage
- >And you are the champion of the Equestria World Cup
- "OH, YEEEEEAAAAAHHH!"
- >And how shall you celebrate this victory?
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- winning post: (Skin Luna, wear her hide as a pelt, and storm the castle to overthrow Celestia.)
- >You bask in the glory
- >But is it glorious enough? Not nearly!
- >You take a hunting knife from the back of your tights and begin to skin Luna of her hide
- >The crowd gasps in shock as you sling the bloodied coat over your shoulders
- >You march out of the stadium, Lunacape trailing listlessly in the wind
- >You break down the doors to the castle
- >Fuck, those doors go through a lot of abuse with you around, don't they?
- >You march right on up to the throne room
- "Celestia. I have beaten your sister in mortal combat. AND NOW I'M COMING FOR YOU, NIGGER!"
- >Celestia drops her tea cup she had been sipping on for the past month in horror as she sees her sister draped around your shoulders
- >"Oh, Luna..." she looks up at you with pure malice
- >It's time for the match of the century
- >You get ready for the attack
- >There may not be any fans in here, but you can hear their cries of encouragement all the same
- >You're going to kick some flank
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- winning post: (Get sicked punked by Celestia. The end.)
- >You get sicked punked by Celestia
- >Whatever the hell that means
- >Sick punk'd? Sick punch?
- >You're pretty sure it has something to do with your nuts
- >And OP just forgot his mixer
- >le kak
- >You go down, power fading from your body as you implode from the stinging of your genitals
- >Guess not even the Savage can fly too close to the sun
- End 2