Title:           The Alien and the Harlot II
Author:          EM9
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First Edit:      Friday 30th of May 2014 06:27:46 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 30th of May 2014 06:27:46 PM CDT

>You wake up groggy
>You want to get up but you don't know what to expect when you go upstairs
>Maybe she's still up there
>Maybe she's waiting for you
>An awkward conversation is sure to follow after last night
>Channeling your inner beta you lie on the bed in your guestroom doing nothing
>You're being silly
>This is your house anyway
>You fling open the doors to the master bedroom
"Hey, hello?,"
>She's gone
>You check your watch
>Noon thirty
>Shes long gone
>Gone like white people in the NBA
>Gone like sitcoms
>She's gone
>She took the bits on the nightstand the covers she slept under neatly tucked back in
>You spent an hour together at the most just taking care of her
>You must be some sort of faggot for not hitting that
>Turning to leave you spot a carefully scralled letter on the inside of the door
>[I don't know what you are or where you came from but your the nicest-]
>There are several crossed out words here
>pony
>thing
>colt
>The word she went with was
[-stallion I've ever met I'm sorry about crying, I promise I wont next time]
>Next time?
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>She tries to keep herself from throwing up
>Another deed done he threw the bits at her hooves before leaving
>He only paid 5 bits after she blew him but she's too busy trying not to throw up after being violently throatfucked to notice
>The colt that picked her up earlier ruined her mane
>When she woke up today it smelled of lilacs
>She had a smile on her face, looking in the mirror one last time before she left
>Now back to her corrugated house she smells of cum and she can already see dirt building up on her hooves
>Stomach rumbling again it pained her to think it'd be a while before she could eat again
>At least she had one good day this week
>The bits the stranger gave her were generous but had to go to pay off debts around town
>There would be no more rest for her for a while
>Wiping away tears she prepares herself
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>You wonder what she's doing right now
>Your unsure why but you can't stop thinking of her
>Maybe she's taking the day off
>Maybe she resting up in her cute little box
>Maybe it's a bad thing you can't stop thinking about a prostitute
>You really should just stop while you're behind
>You went to work today at the company you built
>You still have 3 hours till punchout time but fuck it you own this place
>Leaving work out the front door you walk three blocks in the wrong direction
>Contemplating whether or not you should turn around or just buy a house on this side of town you stop by the market to buy another bag of apples
>Interesting conversation you have with the apple pony
"Those apples?"
>Eyup"
"I wanna buy some"
>"Eyup"
"40 coins for the bag?"
>"Nope"
"50 then?"
>He looks deep in thought before responding
>"Eyup"
[Apples aquired]
>Deciding the most efficient way back home is going to the outskirts of town and definitely not looking for someone you set off
>Hoofsteps come closer to her
>Another customer to attend to
>You look where you saw her yesterday nothing to be found
>No box either so she must of came back for it
>Long winding trail behind you you don't know what to do
>To think you took off work early for this
>You're an idiot
>It was stupid to think she would just be here if it was convenient for you to advance the story
>You have to find her!
>Quest received
>[Find ?]
>You stand awkwardly waiting for something to tell you where to go
>No glowing trail
>No hoofprints
>No sign
>No GPS
>You'd go home and google the quest but no internet
>You look everywhere but find nothing
>Stopping at Sugarcube corner you grab something to eat
>You're kind of getting tired of looking for her
>Like looking for that one stealth unit the enemy hides in the corner of the map in annililation games
>It's time to give up
>"Hiya Anon"
"Pinkie?"
>The pink mare bounces up to you with your order
>"Who else would I be silly?"
"You're not even supposed to be in this story"
>"Since when does anything make any sense here"
>She has a point
"Oh nevermind, have you seen a mare with hair like this and eyes like these?"
>You gesture to brown frosting and blue rock candy respectively
>Ponko gets a shit eating grin
>"I didn't know you were into that kind of thing anon"
"That's not an answer"
>"hahahaha she's staying under the bridge anon"
>Under the bridge?
>You passed over it twice now looking for her
>[Quest update]
>You run through town at ludicrous speed letting your inner Soni- I mean Flash flow through you
>You hit warp speed on the final stretch barreling forward you cross the transwarp barrier and for a second you feel like you are everywhere at once
>shifting back into normal space you come to a Stop after much effort your shoes leaving a skidmark in the road comedically bursting into flames
>Heh
>One day you'll research these cartoon physics
>You come around one last corner before you come to an empty spot of land
>Oh fuck she meant the other bridge
>Ludicrous speed, Flash, Transwarp, Flaming skidmarks, and you're there
>Out of breath you glance around the corner and see a familiar "Niggerfaggot" glue box
>She must be here somewhere
>Looking in her box there she is curled up and dirty
>Her mane full of spunk, you can't actually see it but you nose tells you to trust him
>She's tired and doesn't notice you right away
>She looks up gasping at your presence
>Neither of you knows what to say
>You were right this was gonna be awkward
>You open your mouth but nothing comes out
>You're not entirely sure if it's because you don't know what to say or can't say what you want to
>"I um, what are you doing here?
>What are you doing here?
>You didn't really think this through
>All you thought of all day was her and here you are and now what?
>Are you gonna tell her you love her or something?
>You don't even know her name
>This was a bad idea
>While you're busy monologing she continues speaking
>"I um, thank you for last night"
>She stares to you remembering last night, remembering what it felt like to sleep in a bed
>Remembering what food tastes like that isn't rotten
>Remembering looking at herself in the mirror
>She wants to cry but she made a promise
"It's nothing-"
>You remember the bag of apples slung across your shoulder
"-hey you want some?"
>-Crunch-
>-Crunch-
>She eats the apples whole, tail swooshing as she eats
>Finishing another she speaks
>"Why are you being so nice?"
>I have a whiteknight inside me that is bent on helping people at the cost of ruining my own life
>Still her question gives you a good chance to counter
"Why did you assume I wouldn't be nice?"
>Taken aback by your question she doesn't quite know how to answer
>"It's just, I've never seen one of, I don't even know what you are"
>Her eyes look to you, unsure whether the answer she just gave you was adequate
"Human, I'm a human"
>-Crunch-
"What's your name anyway?"
>Swallowing the last apple she looks down kicking her hoof into the dirt
>"Does it matter?"
"To me.."
>"It's Morning Glory..."
>Such a cute name
"So why are you doing... this?"
>You watch as she mentally recoils from PTCS
>Post Traumatic Cock Syndrome
>"I-I don't want to talk about it"
>That's okay
"That's okay"
>You sit next to her talking unsure where this two way interrogation will end up
>"You never did answer my question"
"Why I'm being so nice?"
>Silently she nods ushering you to continue
"I used to be homeless too"
>She sparks up surprised at your statement
"I've got some pretty sweet scars but I'm fine now"
>Mildly gesturing you show yourself off to the mare
>You do well for yourself
"You could be like me too you know"
>"No I can't"
>Your not surprised by her pessimism but it hurts to hear none the less
>She's been in pain for a while now and she blames the world for everything
>You weren't any different
"You don't understand do you?"
>You really don't
>"I don't have my cutie mark"
>"I don't have a special talent"
>"Every stallion I take I beg that a cock doesn't show up on my flank"
>"I hate this! I sell my soul piece by piece and I still don't have enough bits to eat every day!"
>As she speaks to you her voice gets louder and louder
>"I hate myself!"
>"I-"
>Her rant is cut off by a hug
>No one hugged her
>You could tell by how she reacts her hooves wrapping around your torso
>Your shirt gets wet from tears
"It's gonna be okay Glory?"
"Why don't you stay the night at my house again?"
>She squeezes your torso tightly to answer your question
>You help her clean again this time taking extra time to file her hooves
>You spend the night consoling Glory making sure to not make her uncomfortable
>You both sleep in the same bed back to back
>And your back never felt warmer
END CHAPTER II