- >Drink off-brand bleach
- >Wake up in r63 Equestria
- >None of the mares will even give you the time of day
- >Not that you can blame them, with all the massive ponyshafts that are always on display
- >Just leaking candy-flavored (or so you've heard) spooge all over the place
- >You can't help but watch the pretty ponies getting mounted all over town
- >You're more than a little bit jealous
- >The only one who will listen to your whining at the bar is a minty-green unicorn stallion
- >You tell him you just don't understand what all the fuss is about
- >He tells you he wouldn't mind showing you, if you'll just follow him back to the alley
- So you follow him out, not even noticing the signal he flashes at the rest of the patrons
- "See Anon? They're not interested in you because you can't compete."
- >You're hardly listening to him, more focused on the thick, fleshy tube that's hanging out of his sheath
- >You've seen marshmallow horsecocks all around town but you haven't had a chance to get a good luck at one
- >He's clearly enjoying the attention, his formerly limp member hardens and starts to drool
- >You lean in and take a deep whiff of his pulsing balls
- >It's as musky as you would expect, but with sweet minty undertones
- >He can tell you like it
- "Go on, have a taste"
- >A quick lick couldn't hurt anything right?
- >He shudders as you run your tongue over his head
- >Of course it's fucking delicious, why wouldn't it be?
- >Discarding your remaining dignity, you wrap your hands around his base and shove the shaft in your mouth
- >Apparently he's a pretty sensitive guy, it doesn't take much teasing with your tongue before you're choking down delicious candy semen
- >You pull away and lie back against the wall, he stands over you with a grin
- >He's going limp but still spurting, your jeans are probably going to be ruined by the pool of thick horsecum that's gathering in your crotch
- "So now that you've had a taste, you want the main event?"
- >You're not sure what exactly he means, but you nod anyway
- Can't be that bad, right?
- >He tells you to stand, so you do
- >He tells you to walk over to the stack of crates, so you do
- >He tells you to remove your pants, you hesitate, but they're already a mess so you do
- >Your boxers are soaked through, so you go ahead and take those off too
- >You're licking your fingers clean when he tells you to turn around
- >He tells you this will only hurt a bit, you start to ask what when he jumps on your back
- >You lean over the stacked crates and shudder as he enters you
- "Oof, you're a tight one"
- >You're glad that at least he's got your spit for lube
- >And he's nice enough to jerk you off with his magic
- >Well, it's not so much of a jerking as it is a light teasing
- >Still, anything to distract you from the pain of penetration
- >Although now that you've had a chance to adjust to it, it's really not so bad
- >His rhythmic pounding is actually kind of nice, and the warm pre he's pumping you with feels pretty good
- >The two of you climax simultaneously, he fills you up while you spray a larger than average load from your swollen, purple cock
- Wait, what?
- >You collapse against the wall, he sits next to you, panting
- >You just stare at your cock, it's not nearly as big as your new friend's, but it's definitely larger than normal
- >Plus your erection isn't normally deep purple
- >You turn to the unicorn to ask him what's going on when you notice that the two of you aren't alone
- >How long have these stallions been watching, anyway?
- >The bartender speaks up
- "You're looking pretty confused, kid. The long and short of it is you're becoming one of us."
- "Well, not exactly one of us. We're here to make sure you come out right"
- >He turns to the unicorn beside him, the only mare in the gang
- "If you would be so kind as to get us started, ma'am"
- >She nods her head, her horn glows brightly
- >You hardly notice the glow on all the stallion's cocks because you're too busy focusing on the wonderful pressure that's being applied to your own
- >A slight tickle on your massive horseballs is all it takes for you to spray yourself in the face
- >Blinded, you cry out and fall on your side as the ponies in front of you moan and grunt obscenely
- >You try to wipe the cream out of your eyes, but your efforts are fruitless
- >You're peppered with a warm, sticky torrent as the stallions unload on you
- >Rope after rope of thick, delicious spunk coats your body makes it harder and harder to move
- >You're practically glued to the ground at this point
- >The tingling electricity running through your skin is making it hard to think
- >Not to mention those beers are starting to catch up with you
- >You decide maybe you'll just go to sleep in the little cocoon the ponies were nice enough to provide you with
- >As the darkness overtakes you, you hear the muffled voice of the unicorn mare asking the men if they're up for another round
- >You awaken the next morning, feeling refreshed but drenched from the hard rain that's washed you clean
- >Passing out in an alley on the night before a storm? You must have gotten pretty hammered last night
- >You check your reflection in a puddle
- >Your mane is a mess but otherwise you're looking great
- >You give your firm, earthpony flank a shake to confirm you've got it going on (of course you do)
- >You thought you had some errands to run in town, but nothing comes to mind, so you wander around briefly before settling on a bench
- >It's not long before you're interrupted by a handsome stallion clearing his throat
- "If you don't mind me asking, what is a pretty lady like yourself doing alone in the rain?"
- >His horn glows as the umbrella he was wearing on his back floats up and over you
- >He's an attractive unicorn, off-white coat and a fancy raincoat
- >When you don't answer, he asks if you would be so kind as to join him for breakfast
- >Apparently he's just finished work on a dress and he needs a model for a show this weekend
- >You tell him you've never done anything like that before, he's shocked because a pretty mare like you will be perfect for his pretty dresses
- >You're not sure about that, but you are pretty sure you're gonna go crazy if you can't get this guy to fuck you

