Title:           Day Spooning in Equestria by Sclodyon
Author:          Cloptopia
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First Edit:      Tuesday 1st of October 2013 02:03:01 PM CDT
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Title: Day Spooning in Equestria
Author: Sclodyon !!RqLaeUv1K/E
Category: Clop
Source: N/A
 
>Day Spooning in Equestria
>You are Anon
>You are walking down the narrow streets behind Sugarcube Corner, when you spot a dark sillouhette up ahead.
>As you draw closer, you see that the tall figure is Silver Spoon's father, who is leaning over the back porch of the bakery
>You try to steer away from him, remembering Twilight saying something a while ago about the Spoon family's nasty 'activities'.
>A dark hoof appears infront of you, halting your progress. You turn to face its' owner
>Mr. Spoon eyes you up and down, tensing your lean shoulders and nodding
>Finally he speaks, looking dead into your eyes.
"Yes, you'll do nicely".
>You look at him, confused, and with a twinge of anxiety in your eyes
>You go to speak, but he raises his hoof to your mouth, silencing you.
"Don't speak, just listen."
>You nod slowly, Mr. Spoon's iron shoe beginning to cut your lip slightly.
>He shows a faint smile, before releasing you from his strong grasp.
"Good. Now, Mr. Anon, I have a small...business opportunity for you."
>He stares intenty into your eyes.
"You see, my daughter, Silver Spoon, has been having a bit of...trouble recently."
>You finally muster up the courage to speak.
"T-Trouble? What kind of trouble?"
>Mr. Spoon looks away, breaking his stone gaze. His eyes glance up to the dim night sky.
"Well, you see, ever since my wife and I invested in Sugarcube Corner here, Silver Spoon has started to gorge herself on the bakery's produce. And
 
what with that Babs Seed bullying her and her friends, she's fallen into such a state of disarray that she's taken to locking herself in her room with
 
boxes of chocolates, and cake, and--".
>You speak up once again, regaining your confidence.
"So...she's getting fat?"
>Mr. Spoon steps towards you intimidatingly, but as quick as his rage had built up, it fell to a stern look. He stared at you once again.
"Yes. And I want you to do something about it."
 
>Your eyes widen as Mr. Spoon speaks.
"You want...me to do something?"
>He sighs.
"Yes, Mr. Anon. You. We've tried everything; stopping her from going out, locking her in her room, nothing works! She always finds a way down to
Sugarcube Corner."
"Well, what could I possibly do to stop her?"
"We need someone like you Anon. Someone who is rather unknown in Ponyville. An outsider.
>You turn to face him dead on.
"You still haven't said what I need to do."
>He turns away from you, and starts to walk down the street. He turns his head to the side, and calls out.
"You'll figure something out."
>You start to walk away, bedazzled.
"They always do." Mr. Spoon added.
>Those last words sent a shiver down your spine.
>You get a fucking move on to the Spoon residence, your heart beating at the thought of what Mr. Spoon would do to you if you didn't.
>You turn right down a lane, and soon you are facing the grand residence of the Spoons.
>You approach the red wooden door, and raise your now shaking hand to knock.
>You knock three times, and strangely the door unlatches softly and opens.
>No one is inside.
>You take a step inside the house.
>You take a look around the bottom floor, the kitchen, dining and living area.
>No one is home.
>You start to walk toward the door, but as you begin to leave you hear the faint sound of chewing and slurrping coming from upstairs.
>You close the front door.
>You start to climb the carpeted stairs, and with each step you take the noises become louder and louder.
"Silver...Silver Spoon?"
>No reply. As you reach the top of the stairs, you see a dim light come from a door next to you.
>You gently push open the door, to find the source of both the light and the noise.
>Holy fucking shit.
 
>Silver Spoon is sprawled across her maroon mattress, her body fat sagging down from all angles. In her hooves she holds a single piece of rich
chocolate cake, which is drenched in creamy sauce. The sauce had dribbled down her hooves, and into her plushy lap. Silver's legs were spread
wide apart, revealing every inch of her vagina. The chocolate sauce began to crawl down towards her pussy, and as her clitoris began to wink and
pulsate the sauce crept further and further, until some fell inside of her. She began to moan and rub her vagina, which was now winking at an
incredible speed.
"Silver Spoon!? What are you--"
>She cuts you off.
"Can it, boy. If you're not too busy licking my father's shoes, come give a mare a hand."
>Your hands begin to tremble, your thoughts dashing from the concequences of what you are about to do.
>Fuck it.
>You immediately begin to pull down your pants, your hands still trembeling.
"That's it...that's it."
>You launch yourself onto Silver Spoon, your hands steadily gripping her legs, and wrenching them apart even further. You lick your lips before
lapping up the sauce off of Silver's lap, and slowly begin to massage her pussy with your hands. She lets out a groan, before gripping the back of
your head with her hoof, and pushing you deeper into her.
"Yes! Yes! Oh..."
>Your member starts to harden at the sound of her audible pleasure, and as the liquid chocolate melts further into both Silver's clit and your mouth,
Silver starts to push deeper and deeper, moaning harder and harder, until a white trickle of cum oozes down from her vagina.
>You look up to see a panting Silver Spoon, who smiles hazily at you.
>Your member grows larger and larger, pulsating much like Silver's clitoris.
>You look her dead in the eye.
"Time to burn off those extra calories!" you shout.
>Silver lets out a surprised gasp as you ram your throbbing penis inside her, and begin to pound away at her.
 
>She starts screaming wildly, her clit clenching and unclenching your penis with each successful impact with her soft marshmallow rolls
>You grab hold of her, and start pounding more rapidly.
>You notice Silver's tongue lolling out the side of her mouth, and her eyes closed.
>She groans each time you slam forcefully into her.
>Her pussy feels like velvet, so soft and succulent.
>The bed begins to creak, but you carry on fucking the brains out of the obese pony, her body fat vibrating like jelly.
>Finally, after several minutes of erratic screaming and fucking, you cream inside of the pony. Silver Spoon gives out one long, low pitched moan as
you pull out of her.
>You stand up in front of her, when you realise something.
"I am so fucking screwed."