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[CYOA] Your date goes horribly wrong

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  1. >You are Anonymous
  2. >You are currently having tea with Lyra
  3. >But you keep checking your watch
  4. >You have a date with Applejack tonight
  5. >Nothing can fuck this up. Nothing.
  6. >Right?
  7. >She doesn't seem to want to let you go
  8. >How should you distract her?
  9. -----------------------------------
  10. winning post: ("Oh my god, it's the HANDS BEAST! A CREATURE COMPOSED ENTIRELY OF HANDS!")
  11.  
  12. >You think of a plan
  13. >Desperately you come up with the most asinine thing you can think of
  14. "Look!"
  15. >You point in some random direction
  16. "It's the hands beast! A creature composed entirely of hands!"
  17. >Thankfully, it only takes the "look" and point part to get her to turn her head
  18. >The moment she does, you book it
  19. >You're running down the main street for several minutes before you stop to catch your breath
  20. >You have a good ten minutes before your date at the appointed place
  21. >Should you pick up flowers, or be early?
  22. -----------------------------------
  23. winning post: (Yeah, might as well get some flowers.)
  24.  
  25. >You make a pit stop by the market place
  26. >You find a stand selling flowers
  27. >It's run by three shaky mares
  28. >They tremble even more as you approach
  29. >You order a bouquet for your date
  30. >They won't stop trembling in fear
  31. >They don't even answer as you wave your hand in front of their faces
  32. "Helloooooo?"
  33. -----------------------------------
  34. winning post: (Grab a rock, turn around quickly and throw it with great force at whatever threatening entity is clearly standing behind you.)
  35.  
  36. >Your eyes widen
  37. >Something obviously must be startling these mares
  38. >And it sure as hell isn't you
  39. >You bend down to grab a misplaced rock next to the stand
  40. >Almost as if in slow motion, you turn, swing your arm back and throw the stone with all your might
  41. >The rock strikes the creature standing behind you with great impact
  42. >Enough to make a sound
  43. >"OW!" the creature yells in pain
  44. >It is a pony, simply waiting in line to get some flowers for himself
  45. >He now sits, rubbing his head in pain
  46. >"What was that for, you jerk?!"
  47. >"The horror!" the three mares scream in unison
  48. >Well shit, looks like it was just an innocent bystander
  49. >The mares are now quivering even more violently than before
  50. >You still don't have your flowers, and now you're causing a scene
  51. >You see a guard making his way towards you in the distance
  52. >Fuck fuck fuck
  53. >Wat do?
  54. -----------------------------------
  55. winning post: (Yell moran freeman, take another guys flowerss, and book it.)
  56.  
  57. >No time for this shit
  58. >You decide to confuse everyone in sight in the best way you know how
  59. >By yelling at the top of your lungs
  60. "MORGAN FREEMAN!!"
  61. >"Who?" the stallion behind you asks, while still rubbing his aching head
  62. >You run over to a random pony, take the flowers right out of her bag, and book it to your date
  63. >"Hey!" she calls out
  64. >"I actually did put those in my bag!"
  65. >References
  66. >You make your way to your agreed meeting place
  67. >Looks like you're right on time
  68. >You see her waiting for you in the most beautiful dress you can imagine
  69. >How should you approach her?
  70. >A guy's gotta be suave, doesn't he?
  71. -----------------------------------
  72. winning post: (Run up to her and carry her princess-style. Then keep running until you tire out.)
  73.  
  74. >You decide to make a grand entrance
  75. >You go running up to her at full speed
  76. >"Oh, Anon! There ya are. Ah' was worried y- Anon, what are ya do-Ahhhhhh!"
  77. >You sweep her up in your arms like a princess
  78. >Without a moment's hesitation, you start running
  79. >Running as fast as you can
  80. >And you ran, you ran so far away~
  81. >Before long, you start to tire out
  82. >You stop, heaving, trying to catch your breath
  83. >Somehow you've made it to a more high class part of town
  84. >"Well shucks, Anon, that's some way to win a gal's heart"
  85. >"Ah'm starvin'. How 'bout you set me down an' we go find a nice restaurant nearby?"
  86. >You silently agree
  87. >Unfortunately, all the diners are named in fancy
  88. >And you sure as hell know you can't afford any of it
  89. >Lest you desire to go hungry for the next few days
  90. -----------------------------------
  91. winning post: (Go to a strip club.)
  92.  
  93. >Where should you take her on your first date?
  94. >Where oh where?
  95. >How about a strip club!
  96. >Jesus fuck, these tears are salty
  97. >Unfortunately, you have no experience with women outside of a place where they remove their clothes for money
  98. >Without hesitation, you lead her to the fanciest schmanciest strip club in town
  99. >The Silver Whorse
  100. >The moment you get inside, the booming music threatens to deafen you
  101. >There are mares dancing on poles whilst business stallions cheer and throw bits at them
  102. >"This sure is... a might strange place to have a date, don't ya think, Anon?"
  103. >She's nearly shouting over the loudness of the music
  104. >She doesn't look too pleased
  105. >How do you warm her up to this place?
  106. -----------------------------------
  107. winning post: (with a lapdance by a mare dancer.)
  108.  
  109. "I know what'll liven this date up!"
  110. >You grin and give her the most confident look you could possibly give a girl you brought to a strip club for your very first date
  111. >"An' what might that be?!" she covers her ears and yells back at you
  112. "A lap dance!"
  113. >She looks at you as if to ask if you're serious
  114. >"A WHAT?!"
  115. "A lap dance!" >you say enthusiastically
  116. >You motion one of the strippers not currently performing over to you
  117. >You whisper in her ear and point at your girlfriend while slipping her a decently sized pouch
  118. >She raises an eyebrow, shrugs, and takes Applejack to a room in the back
  119. >There she begins dancing, removing the unneeded clothing in a seductive manner while shaking her plot in AJ's face
  120. >AJ just stares in some mixture of horror and amazement as the mare shakes everything she has in an attempt to turn her on
  121. >You sit in another corner, growing hard yourself
  122. >Damn, this is hot
  123. -----------------------------------
  124. winning post: (Start fondling yourself.)
  125.  
  126. >You begin to touch yourself while watching this private dance take place
  127. >You're rubbing your nipples and stroking your dick through your clothes
  128. >AJ just looks between you and the mare with the widest eyes anyone could possibly manage
  129. >"A-Anon, Ah' don't think you understand what Ah'm in to..." she says shakily
  130. "Nonsense, I can see you're loving this!"
  131. >Before she can say any more, the mare dancing for the two of you offers to let you partake in some strange, recreational drug that'll make the night so much more fun for the both of you
  132. >"Ah' dunno..."
  133. >The mare holds a couple of strange tablets in her hoof
  134. >What could possibly go wrong?
  135. -----------------------------------
  136. winning post: (Take it, then suplex AJ)
  137.  
  138. "Sure!" >is all you can manage, before roughly swiping one from her hoof and swallowing it with reckless abandon
  139. >Before long, colors start to appear in your vision
  140. >Shit is sooooo cash
  141. >For some weird reason, you feel like suplexing AJ
  142. >So you do
  143. >Before she can protest, you grab her by the waist, swing her over your head, and slam her into a nearby table
  144. >There's a horrifying crunch
  145. >Whether by her or the table, you're not sure
  146. >She just lets out a groan, obviously not expecting you to go full retard on her
  147. >Without warning, you grab the other pill from the shocked stripper's hoof and shove it into AJ's maw
  148. >She swallows it without trouble, and her eyes start to bounce around in her skull like pinballs
  149. >"Woaahhh" she moans
  150. >Looks like the effects are starting to take hold
  151. >Now, you have the whole night ahead of you two
  152. >What first?
  153. -----------------------------------
  154. winning post: (Tell her to check em)
  155.  
  156. >You put on the best Patrick Bateman face you can muster
  157. "Check 'em"
  158. >"Wha?"
  159. "Check 'em" >you say again, pointing at nothingness
  160. >It seems she can now see what you see, or, at least, is seeing her own thing
  161. >"Holy apples! Look at that get!"
  162. >You are now breaking the fourth wall
  163. >Ponka Poonk would be proud
  164. >You're both staring at the post only you can see before the stripper speaks up
  165. >"Uhh, yeah... I'm just gonna leave now"
  166. >She's walking away
  167. >This shit shall not pass
  168. >Or shall it?
  169. >You have so much to do tonight
  170. >And you're only just getting fucked up, after all
  171. -----------------------------------
  172. winning post: (With AJ's help, hogtie the stripper mare and start molesting her.)
  173.  
  174. >You wink at AJ, then motion to the mare leaving the room
  175. >It seems she gets the message
  176. >From out of fucking nowhere, she pulls out her rope
  177. >Where was she hiding that thing?
  178. >You'll be sure to check her for more hiding places later
  179. >Thoroughly
  180. >Without so much as a grunt, AJ swings the rope and catches the stripper by all four legs
  181. >She can barely let out a peep before she's yanked back and hogtied, rope binding her legs and mouth
  182. >She looks up at the two of you in fear, as you descend upon her with malicious grins
  183. >You begin to molest the mare
  184. >You and your girlfriend, what a pair
  185. >The mare lets out a moan as you dig your fingers deep into her cunt
  186. >AJ unties the gag only to shut her up with a kiss before she can scream
  187. >This is getting fun
  188. -----------------------------------
  189. winning post: (Sneak out of the strip club and go to Sweet apple acres.)
  190.  
  191. >Before you can get much further, you hatch a devious plan
  192. >Actually, you have no fucking clue what you're thinking
  193. >You grab AJ by the hoof and lead her out of the strip club
  194. >Behind you, you hear the stripper mare whining in protest as you leave her tied up in the back room of a shady place where many drunk and horny stallions are bumbling about
  195. >You bring AJ back to Sweet Apple Acres
  196. >"Mmm, Anon, Ah'm sure feelin' a might right aroused right now" she giggles
  197. >"So what're we doin' here? Gonna "hit the hay" if ya know what Ah' mean?"
  198. >Good point
  199. >What are you doing here?
  200. -----------------------------------
  201. winning post: (Take more drug)
  202.  
  203. >Well, what better way to spend a night
  204. >Than getting so fucked up you can't pee (see?), pee straight
  205. "I know what you lot have growing on your farm"
  206. >You wink at her mischievously
  207. "Why don't we try something a bit more mellowing?"
  208. >She looks at you hazily and smiles
  209. >"Well ain'tchu quite the party animal?"
  210. >She leads you around the farm house towards the back where a small crop of "notapples" grows
  211. >You stumble up to the weed and yank at it with your bare hands
  212. >AJ giggles as you struggle with the plant
  213. >Before long, you two are smoking a bowl in her living room
  214. >The rest of the house is sound asleep
  215. >AJ's stomach growls
  216. >Oh, right, you never took her out to dinner
  217. >Now she's really getting the munchies
  218. >And so are you
  219. -----------------------------------
  220. winning post: (Cook her a nice dinner and converse over candlelight.)
  221.  
  222. >Nigger, you're going to cook!
  223. >You shout in your brain to no brain cell in particular
  224. >You're pretty sure no one is home
  225. >No one has been home for a long time, you think
  226. >You jump up from the sofa and head to the kitchen
  227. >You start taking out pots and pans, oil and herbs, and all sorts of shit
  228. >But there's one problem
  229. >What the fuck are you even going to cook?
  230. >You open the fridge and see everything
  231. >Everything forever
  232. >Into eternity
  233. >Into the void
  234. >You're stoned out of your gourd
  235. >You crank the burner up to eleven
  236. >Time to get creative
  237. -----------------------------------
  238. winning post: (Cook Apples for dinner! They don't even need to be cooked!)
  239.  
  240. >Awww shit, you're going to cook some apples!
  241. >You throw some fresh apples on the stove
  242. >You stare at them as smoke rises up
  243. >The fuck are you doing? Those are apples!
  244. >JUST. APPLES.
  245. >They don't need to be cooked, silly fuckwad
  246. >You bring out a large bucket of apples and plop them on the table in front of you and AJ
  247. "I made it myself!"
  248. >"Oooh!" she says, taking an apple and biting into it
  249. >You're such a fucking five star chef
  250. >"Anon, these apples are kinda warm. An' are they burnt on the bottom?"
  251. >She inspects the apples carefully
  252. >Shit, your cover is about to be blown
  253. >ABORT ABORT
  254. >Plan of action, WAT
  255. -----------------------------------
  256. winning post: (oh shit. you forgot to praise kek today)
  257.  
  258. >You panic
  259. >Any excuse to get her not to notice your shitty cooking
  260. >Your shitty "not cooking"
  261. >OH
  262. >MY
  263. >GOD
  264. >You forgot to praise the almighty Kek today!
  265. >You slap the apple out of her hoof
  266. "NIGGER! I mean, Applejack!"
  267. >She looks at you as if she were staring at nothingness
  268. "We forgot to praise Kek!"
  269. >She blinks several times before it finally dawns on her
  270. >"Oh shit, sugarcube! We can't be havin' that!"
  271. >The two of you rush out to the barn where you keep the bronze statue of your lord and savior, Kek
  272. >You put on your white hoods and start dancing around it, chanting shit you don't understand
  273. >"Ooga booga! Fried chicken!"
  274. "Kek is god! Kek is love!"
  275. >Suddenly the two of you kick open the barn door
  276. >You get on the floor
  277. >You vigorously do the dinosaur
  278. >Your god is pleased
  279. >Now what?
  280. -----------------------------------
  281. winning post: (finger Applebloom while she's asleep)
  282.  
  283. >"Now what?"
  284. >It seems Applejack mirrors your sentiments exactly
  285. "Now? Now we have some fun"
  286. >You grin deviously
  287. >She does the same, swaggering up to you and loosening her saddle
  288. "To Applebloom's room!" >you shout with glee
  289. >AJ nearly falls flat on her face as you rush out of the barn and back into the house
  290. >You stomp your way up the stairs and open the door to the little filly's bedroom
  291. >You tower over the bed and the sleeping filly in it
  292. >Carefully you remove the blanket keeping her warm
  293. >She shivers a bit
  294. >You run your fingers down her young stomach and to the petite snatch between her legs
  295. >Softly you begin to prod and poke at her entrance
  296. >She moans in her sleep
  297. >You slip a finger in and she squeaks
  298. >"Anon, what're you doin' ta mah sister?" AJ asks, looking at you sternly
  299. >Well shit, you didn't think of a reason why you would molest a small filly
  300. >You just wanted to
  301. >And no one can fault you for that
  302. >Still, you need to give AJ a good reason before she bucks your teeth in
  303. >What could you possibly say to make this seem alright?
  304. -----------------------------------
  305. winning post: (cum and start farting)
  306.  
  307. >Without warning you begin to fart
  308. >Loudly
  309. >The sound of it wakes Applebloom up
  310. >She stares up at you before returning her gaze to your hand, finger deep inside her young honeypot
  311. >Oh god, the spaghetti
  312. >Involuntarily, you begin to cum, hard
  313. >Your pants grow a noticeable, sizable wet spot where your dick is ejaculating with great force
  314. >Cum starts to leak through the fabric of your pants
  315. >It now flows freely, like a brook, traveling down your leg and pooling at your feet
  316. >Somehow, meatballs have also found their way amidst your sauce
  317. >Well shit, this is embarrassing
  318. >"Applejack, w-what is he doing?" the young filly asks in terror
  319. >"Ah' dunno, Applebloom, but ya best get out of here if ya want to survive yer childhood!"
  320. -----------------------------------
  321. winning post: (wait. if kek is god doesent that make lel satan?. if so offer applebloom to lel in exchange for ultimante power)
  322.  
  323. >You manage to push aside the fettucini alfredo long enough to come to your senses
  324. >This must go on no longer
  325. >Your autism spikes and you lift the terrified filly in victory
  326. "KEK IS NOT THE ALMIGHTY. KEK MUST DIE!"
  327. >"Anon! What in tarnation are ya sayin'?!"
  328. >Even Applejack is offended by your statement
  329. >You feel sick to your stomach, but you know what must be done
  330. "LEL IS THE ONE AND ONLY. LEL REQUIRES SACRIFICE. LEL SHALL DEVOUR THE WORLD!!"
  331. >Applejack and Applebloom gasp in shock
  332. >"That's crazy talk, Anon!"
  333. >You don't care
  334. >You just want one thing
  335. >One thing to drive away the pain
  336. >You want power
  337. >Ultimate power
  338. >You rush back out to the barn, kicking over the statue of Kek
  339. >You drop Applebloom, grab a chicken, rip its head off, and draw a pentagram in blood
  340. "OH LEL, DEMON OF DEMONS, I SUMMON THEE TO THIS WORLD! ANSWER MY CALL!"
  341. >The barn glows with ethereal light
  342. "I OFFER YOU THIS SACRIFICE! IN LEL'S NAME!"
  343. >You slam Applebloom into the center if your unholy ritual, gutting her with a nearby pitchfork
  344. "GRANT ME ULTIMATE POWER! BESTOW UPON ME YOUR DIVINE ENERGY!!"
  345. >You feel your body becoming hot
  346. >Every nerve in your muscles spikes and pinches in agony
  347. >You fart and cum extra loud as you're finally filled with the power of Satan, lord of darkness, LEL
  348. >You are a disease upon this world
  349. >You are...
  350. >TOP LEL
  351. >"Anon, nooooooo!"
  352. >Applejack trembles in your sight
  353. >The world is yours
  354. -----------------------------------
  355. winning post: (Give sentience to Wynona, she tells everyone what Big Mac did with her and a jar of peanut butter in the barn.)
  356.  
  357. >You are all powerful
  358. >And as your first act of divinity
  359. >You shall bestow upon their family dog
  360. >SENTIENCE
  361. >You burst through the barn doors, walking over AJ
  362. >You find the little pooch barking at you angrily
  363. >You point your palm towards it, sending out a beam of power, encasing the dog in light
  364. >Within seconds, the spell is over
  365. >Winona tries to bark, but instead words come out
  366. >"You fucking kunt, I'll bite you in the wanker, m8"
  367. >She stops in surprise at her new form of speech
  368. >"I... I can talk, I can! Bloody 'ell, this changes everything!"
  369. >She runs off into town, informing the townspeople of what Big Mac does to her late at night with the family sized jar of peanut butter he gets at ClopCo for amazing prices
  370. >Applejack stares at you in disbelief
  371. >"D-Dogs cain't talk! It tain't possible!"
  372. -----------------------------------
  373. winning post: (>Neither are these dubs!)
  374.  
  375. "NEITHER ARE THESE DUBS!" >you bellow
  376. >You point your palm towards the apple mare and shoot your spaghetti lightning in her direction
  377. >It hits her with great impact, sending sparks through the sky
  378. >In mere moments, the light fades, and standing in front of you are two Applejacks
  379. >They look at you in shock
  380. >"Y-Ya'll just went full doubles!"
  381. >The 4th wall collapses in on itself
  382. >Pinkie out of fucking nowhere
  383. >"What have you done?! There's a balance! A BALAAAAAAAANCE!"
  384. >The sky tears open in a massive wound
  385. >Not even Scruffy can stop this
  386. -----------------------------------
  387. winning post: (TIME-SKIP BACK TO THE START AND ROMANCE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM PONIES.)
  388.  
  389. >It's all over
  390. >The tear in the sky grows wider and wider
  391. >It soon swallows everything up
  392. >With a loud belch, you find yourself sitting at a table in front of Lyra
  393. >Casually sipping her tea
  394. >Wow, that was a fucked up nightmare you just had
  395. >You look at your watch
  396. >It's almost time for your date
  397. >For some strange reason, you're feeling not quite right about the whole thing
  398. >Leaving this beautiful mare in front of you for another
  399. >You want to romance them both
  400. >B-But how? You're so god damn beta, you can't even hold onto your superpowers without destroying the world and time skipping
  401. -----------------------------------
  402. winning post: (Grow Mr. Fantastic arms and pull both mares to your side.)
  403.  
  404. >Your sacrifice to LEL in the previous storyline has not gone unrewarded
  405. >Your arms begin to stretch in a super heroic fashion, resembling that of Mr. Fantastic
  406. >Your left arm need not go very far to bring Lyra sliding up next to you in her chair
  407. >Her eyes go wide as you snuggle her up next to you
  408. >They never leave the cup in front of her
  409. >Your other arm stretches past city hall and towards your meeting place with AJ
  410. >Ponies stare in awe at this weird thing making its way through town
  411. >Your hand latches on to what you assume is Applejack, and pulls her back to your side
  412. >Surprise, you dumb, blind-armed fuck!
  413. >It's Twilight
  414. >She's smiles at you seductively and greets Lyra with a wave of the hoof
  415. >"So Anon, I see you're finally up to letting me study the... "finer" parts of your anatomy?"
  416. >She swirls her hoof on your chest
  417. >Lyra sets her cup down and looks over at you with bedroom eyes
  418. >Well shit, looks like you're going to be late for that date
  419. >And your fingers are going to be tied up all day
  420.  
  421. Finger fetish end