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Opt.2: The Royal Plot Package by Anon

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Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)15:20 UTC-5 No.15872978
Replies: >>15873016 >>15873119
>Be Anon.
>It's the slow season for work so you browse /mlp/ when you have time.
>Start reading the "story time!" thread.
>Read the different options.
>Well of course most will pick option 2.
"This OP is fucking gay! Who has time to think of this faggy shit?"
>Who are you talking to?
>Why didn't you think of this faggy shit first?!
>Fucking casual.
>Hear Beefy man knuckles knock on your door.
>Stride to the door and look through your peephole.
>It's a guy,easily seven tall garbed in the all too familiar attire of the Demonic delivery service...Fed EX.
>Open the door
1/?
>His hat is covering most of his face
>He wordlessly thrusts a clipboard and pen into your chest.
>The fuckers jacked man.
>You sign it without looking at the print and shakily hand it back.
>Pretty weenie bro.
>He two-wheels a giant box into your home.
>Big enough to be a sofa. Did you order a sofa?
>He exits your home, slamming your door on the way.
>you inspect the box.
>Sender:dickscore
>you laugh at the absurd sender name.
>the box jiggles a bit
>somethings inside.
>you rush to your kitchen and get a knife and go to work on the tape
>the box bursts open and packing foam floods your floor.
>hey Anon want some Celestia sprawled out on your floor with that packing foam?
>Hahaha-ha...
>Wait. Wut.
what do /mlp/?
Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)16:48 UTC-5 No.15874291
Replies: >>15874393 >>15874420 >>15874449 >>15875435
>You stand there in silence.
>The Sun-princess is here in your one-bedroom apartment.
>Out cold.
>Your anus clenches up
>Knees weak, Palms are sweaty-
>Palms.
>The knife!
>Sweet tits on a Dolphin, what if you cut her, you autistic cunt-nugget?!
>Making fucking played-out 8-mile jokes in this situation.
>Faggot.
>you set the blade down on a end table and quickly move to inspect the Royal pony's body.
>You gently clear packing foam from her regal figure.
>your hand brushes alongst her ribcage.
>Her fur is soft to the touch.
>like warm satin.
>you trace a finger over her cutie mark hypnotized by her image.
>she lets out a low moan, and kicks her right hind-leg a bit.
>you move to her wings which have been unfurled,since she came out the box.
>you let the feathers slide in between your fingers.
>They feel like soap suds in terms of softness.
>and her scent! She smells of fresh Vanilla and, maple.
>Unf
>....
>What were you doing again?
>....
>.....
>Right!
>Checking for damages.
>You give a more detailed inspection.
>She has a wad of tape slid around her necklace.
>If you're careful you can cut it and peel it off.
>You stand and go to retrieve the knife.
>Damn these pants are tight.
>Still, that thread shit was for real?
>you pick up the blade and turn back to the princess.
>She has an eye opened and is staring at you.
".....well.Shit."
Damage control /mlp/!
what do?
_________Hopeitsatrollend________
Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)17:23 UTC-5 No.15874990
Replies: >>15875063 >>15875173 >>15875241
>>15874420 #
>You sweat profusely
>The gentle aroma of Vanilla and maple is replaced with that of dirty olive garden cookware.
>You both continue this contest of silence.
"Fuck you goddamned ninjas!"
>You attempt to throw the knife past her.
>you move your arm with the speed of the matrix.
>She is sitting up now, still staring.
>...Where's the knife?
"where's the knife?"
>she quietly points a golden shoed hoof to your mid-section.
>HA HA. OH WOW.
>It's lodged in your hardened manly meat loaf.
>You and the princess both laugh before you pass out from shock and blood loss.
>Celestia panics and breaks down your balcony door to seek help.
>A obese woman power walking notices her and the white pony goddess poofs away in a showy cloud of glitter and guitar rifts.
gameover.jpg
BAD END
_______________________Ohthanklunaandcelestia_____________________
Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)18:21 UTC-5 No.15876152
Replies: >>15876203 >>15876232 >>15876310 >>15876332
>>15875543 #
>You drop the knife and take to your knee.
>You begin to sweat.
"m-my l-l-lady.."
>Your inner Lamar calls to you
>"You betta untuck dem nuts and add some bass to your voice Beeitch!"
>You nod in understandment to his advice.
>Celestia rises from her packing foam bed and stands to full height.
>Your inner Lamar goes on.
>"Also, get rid of that yee-yee ass haircut and, you might get some bitches on ya dick! Niggaaaaa~"
>He fades back into the ether of your mind.
>fucking gta v.
>You look up to the sun pony.
>She gently smiles and turns around, flashing her marebits.
>You grin excitedly.
>Your dreams are coming true!
>It's like starring in a Bolding story! Almost...
>you rush to unbuckle your jeans.
>It took little time but, Op's rules kicked in like a boss!
>pants hanging around yourankles you shuffle to your prize.
>Yea nigga. You go commando in dis bitch.
>just ignore the...uh.. faded dookie stains though.
>black and white flash in your vision.
>oh. Princess Celestia just bucked you. ow.
>you lay on the ground,back pressed against the wall wheezing.
>shithurts.jp...
>FUCK THE JOKES.
>The pain is mind-blowing!
>You better not cry!
>"Where is this place you have spirited me to?! Speak pink,hairless creature!"
>She trots forward and leans down.
>Her horn is an inch from your eye.
>"Or else."
Balls in your court /mlp/
Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)19:05 UTC-5 No.15876865
Replies: >>15876955 >>15877038 >>15877045
>>15876332 #
>>15876310 #
>you close your eyes and summon your inner Lamar.
>"Well?! Speak or I shall-
"You betta move that horn from my fizzace or getcha ass smizzacked BEEITCH!"
>You reach up and forcibly move her horn
>The Princess is visibly confused and, backs away a few steps, not breaking eye contact.
>despite the pain, you rise to your feet.
>The smell of Chef Boyarde emanates from your pockets as, you pull your pants back up.
>"W-who or what are you..?"
>she's a tad calmer, but still shaken.
>Now would be a good time to talk to her cal-
"BOBBY BIGDICK UP IN DIS BITCH! NEEYIGGA!"
>Fuck maybe this was'nt such a hot idea.
>Celestia wobbles abit before collapsing.
>She must be exhausted.
>OP's rules come to mind again.
what next /mlp/?
Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)19:51 UTC-5 No.15877763
Replies: >>15877828 >>15877830 >>15877831 >>15877873 >>15877881
>>15876955 #
>You slowly approach the Alabaster goddess.
>poking her body a bit you, decide it best to move her to your bed.
>you mutter a little apology to her before you try to lift her.
>Naturally you fail. Why?
>Well Lamar isn't exactly brock lesnar. Pair that with your swelling purple hoof-mark caved in chest.
>Fucking hell.
>you settle for just dragging her instead.
>You really should've swept up those toe-nail clippings.
>After a solid hour of dragging the sun pony to your room and placing her in your bed you sit down beside her panting.
>your Inner Lamar calls to you.
>"Forum Gangstas Nigga, BLAZE UP!"
>Time for a doobie snack.
>you reach into your nightstand and brandish your favorite bong.
"Good ol Rainbow hash."
>as you prep the smoking utensil, you brandish your laptop and refresh the story time thread.
>HA HA. OH WOW.
>Some faggot is doing a story about princess celestia coming to his apartment.
>His anon lodged a knife in his cock.
>What brand of faggot writes this shit?
>......cough..
>you bring a lighter up to your weapon of grass destruction.
>Oh baby it stinks so good.
>you glance at the sleeping Royalty
>You snicker and blow your smoke into her muzzle.
>Her face contorts a bit, but she remains asleep.
>Thirty minutes pass of you second-handing Celestia, until she begins to stir.
>"mm..wha..huh?"
>She sits up and scans the room.
>Her eyes have a nice pinkie pie color.
>"buh-bobby bigdick..?"
/mlp/ what next?
RPP 01/24/14(Fri)21:01 UTC-5 No.15879136
>Celestia wobbles off of your bed.
>She's zig-zagging into your possesions man!
>There goes your fine china cupboard,and priceless jade egg.
>When did you obtain these?
>It'll be worth it for that sweet vanilla maple butt.
>unf.
>"my head is swimming...!"
>Celestia giggles and starts to dance.
>It reminds you of that nude CWC Gif.
>you watch amused and high as all hell.
>Stoner fuck.
>you spins and spins, then comes to a halt.
>Her eyes are half-lidded.
>She looks like Forest Whitaker.
>She plops down swaying.
>"I WANT ANSWERS...!!!...and cake. Lots of cake."
>She giggles.
>Fucking canterlot voice.
"Well shit...I think I got some doritos or something man..."
>you sound like Shaggy.
>You stand up and stumble to the kitchen,celestia following close behind...sorta.
>She's resumed her spinning dance once more.
>her tail is knocking flatware and appliances over.
>fucking AOE.
RPP 01/24/14(Fri)21:49 UTC-5 No.15880005
Replies: >>15880056 >>15880127 >>15880238 >>15880292
>>15879136 #
>Eventually you and Celestia sat down to eat.
>Your highs came down as well.
>She ran you through the riot act into the wee hours of the night.
>Anonymous, Human, Earth etc..
>Fortunately she doesn't recall your explosion of pasta earlier, or know why she's here.
>You know though, and that's a secret you will take to your grave.
>She was stunned at the realization she would never get back to her little ponies and, turned various colors of gray.
>You didn't bargain for all this.
>You just wanted to sex up a Pony man!
>Sounds weird when you say it like that.
>When she was satisfied with the who,what and where she took to lounging on your sofa.
>She just sits the head hung low, while you watch tv, play games and surf the net.
>You have to do something.
>Even Inner Lamar is getting worried.
What do /mlp/?
RPP 01/24/14(Fri)22:27 UTC-5 No.15880736
>>15880292 #
>>15880127 #
>You look over to Celestia from your laptop.
>She lets out a quiet sigh, still staring at the floor.
>Fuck this. You're not inept anon! Get a smile on her face Anon! Go!
>You hear the instrumental for "I got the golden ticket" play somewhere.
>You head into your kitchen and open your cupboards.
>Fuck yeah! Chocolate cake mix go!
>You preheat the oven and fetch the ingriedients.
>Amongst all the noise you fail to notice Celestia turn in your direction sad, but curious.
>you hum the lazytown cake song as you combine everything into a bowl.
>you whisk it all together with righty.
>Strong Faphand is best hand.
>You pour it into a tin and put it in the oven, and set your egg timer.
>You feel giddy. You know this will work.
>Inner Lamar chimes in.
>"You ol sensitive kind-hearted ass nigga! You gon make me wanna suck yo dick!
>L.D can be a bit weird at times.
>Time passes, and eventually the timer beeps.
>Removing the sweet fluffy confectionate from its metal prison you set it on a plate to cool.
>master Chef on deez hoes!
>A few minutes pass and you cut a generous slice from it.
1/2
RPP 01/24/14(Fri)22:59 UTC-5 No.15881408
Replies: >>15881501 >>15881538
>you place the plate in front of celestia.
>Her wing twitches but otherwise,nothing else.
>Almost,just a little more.
>You turn on your Tv and go through your DVR.
>You bring up a recorded MLP: Fim episode from season 1.
> It was when Twilight and her friends went to the Gala.
>The Theme begins to play.
>It catches Celestia's attention.
>She looks from the tv to you and back.
>"Anonymous...What is the meaning of this..?"
>You stare at the playing episode.
"This where I know you from. You originated from a show called my little pony friendship is magic.
>She stares at the screen as well.
>Her and Twilight are greeting canterlot nobles.
"Another Human. A Female. Named Lauren Faust created you for the sole purpose of entertaining children."
>Your bluntness could club someone to death right now.
"but-"
>She breaks her gaze and directs it towards you.
>"...but..?"
>You look to her and smile.
"Most if not the entire world has grown to love you."
>She blushes and turns a bit lighter,but then grits her teeth.
>"Then why leave me here?! Who is that other Celestia?!"
>She's standing now poised to pounce on you.
>You sigh.
"I wish I could give you an answer Princess, but I don't know what to say. You're here and real to me."
and you love her.
>wait. you said that last part out loud. Jackass.
>She stares in shock, face crimson-
>Crimson. Holy shit her colors back!
>She finally sits down. Head hung low again but a small smile adorns her face.
>She looks to the tv.
>Fluttershy is hulking out about the animals.
>She chuckles softly,and leans down to bite the cake.
>She has tears in her eyes,while she chews.
>"itsgh...goof."
aww /mlp/ you sensitive fucks. what next?
RPP 01/24/14(Fri)23:46 UTC-5 No.15882449
Replies: >>15882511 >>15882648 >>15882744 >>15882772 >>15882842
>>15881501 #
>>15881560 #
>>15881538 #
>You slide down next to her and watch the episode together.
"I'm glad you like it."
>She finishes her treat and neck nuzzles you, her demeanor improving.
>you rake your fingers across her back gently.
>she gasps softly and tenses up.
"besides, there's nothing sweeter than you Princess."
>You give her horn a gentle peck.
>"Nngh...!"
>She shudders,and leans into you.
>you look to her concerned.
"Shit! You okay Princess?!"
>She pants, her face flushed.
>You can hear the end credits theme.
>She's looking at you.
>She's vulnerable.
>You've fapped enough to that sex scene from monsters ball to know what's next.
>"Anonymous..."
>You can smell the chocolate on her breath.
>Your heart is thumping,there's a lump in your throat and your head is hazy.
"Y-yes Princess?"
>She shuffles a bit and closes her eyes.
>She trails her nose along your neck, her warm breath flowing across your skin.
>You stifle a moan.
>"Did you truly mean it?"
go /mlp/. but ask yourself this. Do you want it like this?
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)00:25 UTC-5 No.15883267
Replies: >>15883313 >>15883355
>>15882511 #
>>15882648 #
>She slides a hoof over your lap brushing against your clothed manhood.
>she slides her tongue tip across your earlobe.
>Inner Lamar is cheering you on.
>Dammit you want this.
>Or rather penis does.
>But not like this dammit!
>Fuck you R Kelly.
>You put a hand on her neck.
>She leans back confused.
"I do...but let's wait a bit Princess."
>She stares at you.
>"I thought you loved me anonymous.."
>You do!
"I do!"
>She pushes herself onto you,and you both tumble onto the ground.
>She lowers her body onto yours.
>The heat feels amazing.
>Her horn glows and your shirt comes off.
>She slowly starts to lick your nipples.
>Her tongue is working delicate patterns around the areola.
"Nnnn..noo.."
>Your toes curl
>she blows on the wet spots
>"Your body betrays your mouth anon.."
>She begins kissing your neck.
>You start to moan more.
>"It's why you choose option 2 after all.."
>She's slowly trailing up to your mouth.
>WHOA WHOA WHOA.
>What did She just say??
/mlp/.....something ain't right. What do?
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)00:57 UTC-5 No.15883833
Replies: >>15883903 >>15883918 >>15883935 >>15883971 >>15884061 >>15884438
>>15883446 #
>>15883413 #
>>15883393 #
>>15883387 #
>>15883355 #
lol how lucky was that?
>Despite your red giant fighting to escape from its denim purgatory you resist the urge to drill Celestia.
>You try to focus amongst all the pleasure.
>All you can think of is your childhood and watching cartoons.
>That Johnny Bravo. What a card.
> Of course! The monkey!
>You immediately rocket your arms up and ball up your fists.
>Celestia has noticed the sudden movement, and ceased her erotic actions.
>"W-what are you doing?
>with a deadpan face you lean up to look at her.
"The monkey."
>You immediately start swinging your arms up and, down.
>It resembles that retarded dance Chao do in SA2.
>It's super effective!
>Your beefy man strength gently pummels the Alicorn off you.
>She's standing.
>She. Is. Pissed.
>"You FOAL!"
>You stop your imitation of a stroke victim and scuttle behind your armchair.
>"You picked option two!! WHY WON'T YOU TAKE ME!
>She stomps. it leaves cracks.
>"WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME LIKE YOU LOVE HER?!"
>Shits getting freaky yo.
>"why...?"
>She slumps to her rumpand looks at you with tears in her Green eyes.
>"Just...tell me why anonymous...?"
/mlp/ what do?
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)01:28 UTC-5 No.15884424
Replies: >>15884500 >>15884958
>>15883971 #
>>15883918 #
>She begins softly weeping.
>you grimace and slowly ease your way around the armchair.
>you tiptoe to Celestia and kneel down.
>You take her in your arms and whisper to her.
>she puts her forehooves around you a softly sobs.
"It's okay Celly. It's okay..."
>She sniffles.
"But this situation begs for exposition."
>"Dis fancy talking nigga puttin on airs! Haaaaa~"
>Bad time inner Lamar.
>L.D quiets down.
>Celestia sniffles.
>"Okay..what do you want to know?
>She hiccups
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)02:02 UTC-5 No.15884958
Replies: >>15885031 >>15885061 >>15885067 >>15885103 >>15885264 >>15885302 >>15885343
>>15884424 #
>You rub your chin.
"Okay. What do you mean by "love you like I love her?
>she turns her head away rosy cheeked, but still sobbing.
>you cup her muzzle and lead her eyes back to yours.
>she has puppy dog eyes.
>"Please don't hate me."
"I'd never hay-"
>Celestia erupts in green unburning flames.
>The flowing aurora mane turns limp and sickly green.
>your breathing quickens.
>that soft satin coat is now a chitinous ebony Carapce
>the delicate gold shoed hooves are now perforated and jagged.
>You are frozen in...well you can't really describe what you feel.
>your hand is still cupped around her face.
>her hooves slowly make their way to your wrist.
>She softly kisses the palm of your hand.
>"I am not Celestia."
>her deep Green eyes look into yours.
>"I am Chrysalis."
"...."
What next /mlp/.
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)02:45 UTC-5 No.15885525
>>15885103 #
>>15885067 #
>>15885061 #
>>15885031 #
>You lick your lips and take a deep breath.
>It's the fucking queen of the changelings.It's always been.
>The reason why shit has been so random. So silly.
>Inner Lamar wasn't Lamar at all.
>If you had to form a hypothesis it was your subconscious telling you to wake up via means of a character you were recently familiar with.
>....
>Were you always this articulate?
>Perhaps the fact you possess such self-awareness is proof you aren't some insectoid equine puppet.
>but then again that also proves something else.
>You aren't awake either.
>"Anon...?"
>she nuzzles your cheek.
>Her skin is soft yet firm. Does that make sense?
>This all feels so real.
>you take her face in both your hands.
>You smile. but the creeping fear is building.
"Let's start over. I'd like to introduce myself I'm anonymous. Anon for short.
>you release her face.
>She blinks twice.
>she then gives you a toothy grin.
>"You may address me as Chrysalis."
>you both chuckle.
>She moves a little closer to you.
>"Is it always this easy?
"It is when you can sympathize with someone."
>you look at each other for a long moment.
"One other thing I have to know...how did you know about the thread?"
>She freezes up.
>"I-uh...I-"
"Chrysalis. It's okay. I won't hate you. No matter what.
>she looks into your eyes for deceit,and exhales.
>"I saw it on your laptop...when you came to Equestria Anon.."
"...What? I don't understa-"
>"You didn't pick option 2 Anon..you picked 1."
well shit. what now /mlp/?
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)03:55 UTC-5 No.15886401
>You make a fish-face, opening and closing your mouth at this revelation.
"....ah....uh.."
>The changeling queen averts her eyes and continues to talk.
>"You wrote down in the thread you would "pick option 1 so as not to taint your Alicorn waifu"."
>She scowls at the thought of Celestia being referred to so affectionately.
>"You were dumped into Equestria after that I presume. Unfortunately.."
>she rubs a hoof on your chest.
>"I was sent flying from canterlot..and landed on you hooves first."
>That's why it only hurts...you never actually felt the buck earlier itself.
"Then why try to fuck me?! I would've been sent home if I had or did anything sexual with a pony!
>She giggles.
>"I'm not a pony technically."
>ooh. damn.
>Loophole.gif
>"If you like I can take a more comfortable form for you to be intimate with.
>you cock an eyebrow.
>A pillar of green flame erupts underneath her.
>She is now pinkiepony.
>your manhood and balls recede into your body.
>you are now a ken doll.
"........"
>changelings should not into /mlp/
what do /mlp/?
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)04:23 UTC-5 No.15886730
Replies: >>15886743 >>15886767
>>15886457 #
>>15886451 #
>She falls back laughing at your reaction, returning to her original form.
>Trollsalis.jpg
>She sits back up,and wipes a tear from her eye.
>That's how it is huh?
>You clear your throat and look downwards feigning a blush.
"you could take any form you want true..."
>you lean in.
>she stops laughing and studies you.
>you cup her cheek.
"But why would I want anything else when I have you right here as yourself.
>Her eyes are dinner plates.
>you lean in and slowly kiss her cheek.
>A wild Billy Joel appears!
>Armed with a mighty Gee-tar He plays "just the way you are".
>How did he get here?
>Nigga you dreaming.kinda.sorta.
>Chrysalis is visibly aroused now.
>She looks about ready to pounce..
Oh boy. prepare your loins /mlp/. What do?
RPP 01/25/14(Sat)04:43 UTC-5 No.15886907
Replies: >>15886955 >>15887034 >>15887051
>>15886666 #
Holy shit.
>She's breathing quite hard now.
"Chrysalis."
>you put your hands on her shoulders.
"You don't ever have to hide yourself or pretend to be anyone else. I like you for you. Forget Celestia. I'd take you over her anyday."
>Her eyes water.
>you move your hands and stand up.
"That being said-"
>You unzip your pants.
>Your cock bursts through like porky pig at the end of a looney tunes cartoon.
>He looks pissed.
>More veins exposed than frieza's final form.
10%ofmypower.jpg
>Chrysalis is panting again.
>She looks from you to your red hulk.
>You cock-slap her.
"Go-go-Gadget dick."
>You smirk before you feel your legs begin to buckle.
>Chrysalis has taken you into her mouth with speeds that would give Rainbow Dash diarrhea.
well /mlp/ you did it. now what?

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Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)15:20 UTC-5 No.15872978
Replies: >>15873016 >>15873119

    >Be Anon.
    >It's the slow season for work so you browse /mlp/ when you have time.
    >Start reading the "story time!" thread.
    >Read the different options.
    >Well of course most will pick option 2.
    "This OP is fucking gay! Who has time to think of this faggy shit?"
    >Who are you talking to?
    >Why didn't you think of this faggy shit first?!
    >Fucking casual.
    >Hear Beefy man knuckles knock on your door.
    >Stride to the door and look through your peephole.
    >It's a guy,easily seven tall garbed in the all too familiar attire of the Demonic delivery service...Fed EX.
    >Open the door

    1/?

>His hat is covering most of his face
>He wordlessly thrusts a clipboard and pen into your chest.
>The fuckers jacked man.
>You sign it without looking at the print and shakily hand it back.
>Pretty weenie bro.
>He two-wheels a giant box into your home.
>Big enough to be a sofa. Did you order a sofa?
>He exits your home, slamming your door on the way.
>you inspect the box.
>Sender:dickscore
>you laugh at the absurd sender name.
>the box jiggles a bit
>somethings inside.
>you rush to your kitchen and get a knife and go to work on the tape
>the box bursts open and packing foam floods your floor.
>hey Anon want some Celestia sprawled out on your floor with that packing foam?
>Hahaha-ha...
>Wait. Wut.

what do /mlp/?


Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)16:48 UTC-5 No.15874291
Replies: >>15874393 >>15874420 >>15874449 >>15875435

    >You stand there in silence.
    >The Sun-princess is here in your one-bedroom apartment.
    >Out cold.
    >Your anus clenches up
    >Knees weak, Palms are sweaty-
    >Palms.
    >The knife!
    >Sweet tits on a Dolphin, what if you cut her, you autistic cunt-nugget?!
    >Making fucking played-out 8-mile jokes in this situation.
    >Faggot.
    >you set the blade down on a end table and quickly move to inspect the Royal pony's body.
    >You gently clear packing foam from her regal figure.
    >your hand brushes alongst her ribcage.
    >Her fur is soft to the touch.
    >like warm satin.
    >you trace a finger over her cutie mark hypnotized by her image.
    >she lets out a low moan, and kicks her right hind-leg a bit.
    >you move to her wings which have been unfurled,since she came out the box.
    >you let the feathers slide in between your fingers.
    >They feel like soap suds in terms of softness.
    >and her scent! She smells of fresh Vanilla and, maple.
    >Unf
    >....
    >What were you doing again?
    >....
    >.....
    >Right!
    >Checking for damages.
    >You give a more detailed inspection.
    >She has a wad of tape slid around her necklace.
    >If you're careful you can cut it and peel it off.
    >You stand and go to retrieve the knife.
    >Damn these pants are tight.
    >Still, that thread shit was for real?
    >you pick up the blade and turn back to the princess.
    >She has an eye opened and is staring at you.
    ".....well.Shit."


    Damage control /mlp/!
    what do?

_________Hopeitsatrollend________
Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)17:23 UTC-5 No.15874990
Replies: >>15875063 >>15875173 >>15875241

    >>15874420 #

    >You sweat profusely
    >The gentle aroma of Vanilla and maple is replaced with that of dirty olive garden cookware.
    >You both continue this contest of silence.
    "Fuck you goddamned ninjas!"
    >You attempt to throw the knife past her.
    >you move your arm with the speed of the matrix.
    >She is sitting up now, still staring.
    >...Where's the knife?
    "where's the knife?"
    >she quietly points a golden shoed hoof to your mid-section.
    >HA HA. OH WOW.
    >It's lodged in your hardened manly meat loaf.
    >You and the princess both laugh before you pass out from shock and blood loss.
    >Celestia panics and breaks down your balcony door to seek help.
    >A obese woman power walking notices her and the white pony goddess poofs away in a showy cloud of glitter and guitar rifts.
    gameover.jpg

    BAD END
_______________________Ohthanklunaandcelestia_____________________

Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)18:21 UTC-5 No.15876152
Replies: >>15876203 >>15876232 >>15876310 >>15876332

    >>15875543 #


    >You drop the knife and take to your knee.
    >You begin to sweat.
    "m-my l-l-lady.."
    >Your inner Lamar calls to you
    >"You betta untuck dem nuts and add some bass to your voice Beeitch!"
    >You nod in understandment to his advice.
    >Celestia rises from her packing foam bed and stands to full height.
    >Your inner Lamar goes on.
    >"Also, get rid of that yee-yee ass haircut and, you might get some bitches on ya dick! Niggaaaaa~"
    >He fades back into the ether of your mind.
    >fucking gta v.
    >You look up to the sun pony.
    >She gently smiles and turns around, flashing her marebits.
    >You grin excitedly.
    >Your dreams are coming true!
    >It's like starring in a Bolding story! Almost...
    >you rush to unbuckle your jeans.
    >It took little time but, Op's rules kicked in like a boss!
    >pants hanging around yourankles you shuffle to your prize.
    >Yea nigga. You go commando in dis bitch.
    >just ignore the...uh.. faded dookie stains though.
    >black and white flash in your vision.
    >oh. Princess Celestia just bucked you. ow.
    >you lay on the ground,back pressed against the wall wheezing.
    >shithurts.jp...
    >FUCK THE JOKES.
    >The pain is mind-blowing!
    >You better not cry!
    >"Where is this place you have spirited me to?! Speak pink,hairless creature!"
    >She trots forward and leans down.
    >Her horn is an inch from your eye.
    >"Or else."


    Balls in your court /mlp/

Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)19:05 UTC-5 No.15876865
Replies: >>15876955 >>15877038 >>15877045

    >>15876332 #
    >>15876310 #

    >you close your eyes and summon your inner Lamar.
    >"Well?! Speak or I shall-
    "You betta move that horn from my fizzace or getcha ass smizzacked BEEITCH!"
    >You reach up and forcibly move her horn
    >The Princess is visibly confused and, backs away a few steps, not breaking eye contact.
    >despite the pain, you rise to your feet.
    >The smell of Chef Boyarde emanates from your pockets as, you pull your pants back up.
    >"W-who or what are you..?"
    >she's a tad calmer, but still shaken.
    >Now would be a good time to talk to her cal-
    "BOBBY BIGDICK UP IN DIS BITCH! NEEYIGGA!"
    >Fuck maybe this was'nt such a hot idea.
    >Celestia wobbles abit before collapsing.
    >She must be exhausted.
    >OP's rules come to mind again.


    what next /mlp/?

Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)19:51 UTC-5 No.15877763
Replies: >>15877828 >>15877830 >>15877831 >>15877873 >>15877881

    >>15876955 #

    >You slowly approach the Alabaster goddess.
    >poking her body a bit you, decide it best to move her to your bed.
    >you mutter a little apology to her before you try to lift her.
    >Naturally you fail. Why?
    >Well Lamar isn't exactly brock lesnar. Pair that with your swelling purple hoof-mark caved in chest.
    >Fucking hell.
    >you settle for just dragging her instead.
    >You really should've swept up those toe-nail clippings.
    >After a solid hour of dragging the sun pony to your room and placing her in your bed you sit down beside her panting.
    >your Inner Lamar calls to you.
    >"Forum Gangstas Nigga, BLAZE UP!"
    >Time for a doobie snack.
    >you reach into your nightstand and brandish your favorite bong.
    "Good ol Rainbow hash."
    >as you prep the smoking utensil, you brandish your laptop and refresh the story time thread.
    >HA HA. OH WOW.
    >Some faggot is doing a story about princess celestia coming to his apartment.
    >His anon lodged a knife in his cock.
    >What brand of faggot writes this shit?
    >......cough..
    >you bring a lighter up to your weapon of grass destruction.
    >Oh baby it stinks so good.
    >you glance at the sleeping Royalty
    >You snicker and blow your smoke into her muzzle.
    >Her face contorts a bit, but she remains asleep.
    >Thirty minutes pass of you second-handing Celestia, until she begins to stir.
    >"mm..wha..huh?"
    >She sits up and scans the room. 
    >Her eyes have a nice pinkie pie color.
    >"buh-bobby bigdick..?"


    /mlp/ what next?


RPP 01/24/14(Fri)21:01 UTC-5 No.15879136

    >Celestia wobbles off of your bed.
    >She's zig-zagging into your possesions man!
    >There goes your fine china cupboard,and priceless jade egg.
    >When did you obtain these?
    >It'll be worth it for that sweet vanilla maple butt.
    >unf.
    >"my head is swimming...!"
    >Celestia giggles and starts to dance.
    >It reminds you of that nude CWC Gif.
    >you watch amused and high as all hell.
    >Stoner fuck.
    >you spins and spins, then comes to a halt.
    >Her eyes are half-lidded.
    >She looks like Forest Whitaker.
    >She plops down swaying.
    >"I WANT ANSWERS...!!!...and cake. Lots of cake."
    >She giggles.
    >Fucking canterlot voice.
    "Well shit...I think I got some doritos or something man..."
    >you sound like Shaggy.
    >You stand up and stumble to the kitchen,celestia following close behind...sorta.
    >She's resumed her spinning dance once more.
    >her tail is knocking flatware and appliances over.
    >fucking AOE.


RPP 01/24/14(Fri)21:49 UTC-5 No.15880005
Replies: >>15880056 >>15880127 >>15880238 >>15880292

    >>15879136 #

    >Eventually you and Celestia sat down to eat.
    >Your highs came down as well.
    >She ran you through the riot act into the wee hours of the night.
    >Anonymous, Human, Earth etc..
    >Fortunately she doesn't recall your explosion of pasta earlier, or know why she's here.
    >You know though, and that's a secret you will take to your grave.
    >She was stunned at the realization she would never get back to her little ponies and, turned various colors of gray. 
    >You didn't bargain for all this.
    >You just wanted to sex up a Pony man!
    >Sounds weird when you say it like that.
    >When she was satisfied with the who,what and where she took to lounging on your sofa.
    >She just sits the head hung low, while you watch tv, play games and surf the net.
    >You have to do something.
    >Even Inner Lamar is getting worried.


    What do /mlp/?


RPP 01/24/14(Fri)22:27 UTC-5 No.15880736

    >>15880292 #
    >>15880127 #


    >You look over to Celestia from your laptop.
    >She lets out a quiet sigh, still staring at the floor.
    >Fuck this. You're not inept anon! Get a smile on her face Anon! Go!
    >You hear the instrumental for "I got the golden ticket" play somewhere.
    >You head into your kitchen and open your cupboards.
    >Fuck yeah! Chocolate cake mix go!
    >You preheat the oven and fetch the ingriedients.
    >Amongst all the noise you fail to notice Celestia turn in your direction sad, but curious.
    >you hum the lazytown cake song as you combine everything into a bowl.
    >you whisk it all together with righty.
    >Strong Faphand is best hand.
    >You pour it into a tin and put it in the oven, and set your egg timer.
    >You feel giddy. You know this will work.
    >Inner Lamar chimes in.
    >"You ol sensitive kind-hearted ass nigga! You gon make me wanna suck yo dick!
    >L.D can be a bit weird at times.
    >Time passes, and eventually the timer beeps.
    >Removing the sweet fluffy confectionate from its metal prison you set it on a plate to cool.
    >master Chef on deez hoes!
    >A few minutes pass and you cut a generous slice from it.

    1/2

RPP 01/24/14(Fri)22:59 UTC-5 No.15881408
Replies: >>15881501 >>15881538

    >you place the plate in front of celestia.
    >Her wing twitches but otherwise,nothing else.
    >Almost,just a little more.
    >You turn on your Tv and go through your DVR.
    >You bring up a recorded MLP: Fim episode from season 1. 
    > It was when Twilight and her friends went to the Gala.
    >The Theme begins to play.
    >It catches Celestia's attention.
    >She looks from the tv to you and back.
    >"Anonymous...What is the meaning of this..?"
    >You stare at the playing episode.
    "This where I know you from. You originated from a show called my little pony friendship is magic.
    >She stares at the screen as well.
    >Her and Twilight are greeting canterlot nobles.
    "Another Human. A Female. Named Lauren Faust created you for the sole purpose of entertaining children."
    >Your bluntness could club someone to death right now.
    "but-"
    >She breaks her gaze and directs it towards you.
    >"...but..?"
    >You look to her and smile.
    "Most if not the entire world has grown to love you."
    >She blushes and turns a bit lighter,but then grits her teeth.
    >"Then why leave me here?! Who is that other Celestia?!"
    >She's standing now poised to pounce on you.
    >You sigh.
    "I wish I could give you an answer Princess, but I don't know what to say. You're here and real to me."
    and you love her.
    >wait. you said that last part out loud. Jackass.
    >She stares in shock, face crimson-
    >Crimson. Holy shit her colors back!
    >She finally sits down. Head hung low again but a small smile adorns her face.
    >She looks to the tv.
    >Fluttershy is hulking out about the animals.
    >She chuckles softly,and leans down to bite the cake.
    >She has tears in her eyes,while she chews.
    >"itsgh...goof."

    aww /mlp/ you sensitive fucks. what next?

RPP 01/24/14(Fri)23:46 UTC-5 No.15882449
Replies: >>15882511 >>15882648 >>15882744 >>15882772 >>15882842

    >>15881501 #
    >>15881560 #
    >>15881538 #

    >You slide down next to her and watch the episode together.
    "I'm glad you like it."
    >She finishes her treat and neck nuzzles you, her demeanor improving.
    >you rake your fingers across her back gently.
    >she gasps softly and tenses up.
    "besides, there's nothing sweeter than you Princess."
    >You give her horn a gentle peck.
    >"Nngh...!"
    >She shudders,and leans into you.
    >you look to her concerned.
    "Shit! You okay Princess?!"
    >She pants, her face flushed.
    >You can hear the end credits theme.
    >She's looking at you. 
    >She's vulnerable.
    >You've fapped enough to that sex scene from monsters ball to know what's next.
    >"Anonymous..."
    >You can smell the chocolate on her breath.
    >Your heart is thumping,there's a lump in your throat and your head is hazy.
    "Y-yes Princess?"
    >She shuffles a bit and closes her eyes.
    >She trails her nose along your neck, her warm breath flowing across your skin.
    >You stifle a moan.
    >"Did you truly mean it?"


    go /mlp/. but ask yourself this. Do you want it like this?

RPP 01/25/14(Sat)00:25 UTC-5 No.15883267
Replies: >>15883313 >>15883355

    >>15882511 #
    >>15882648 #

    >She slides a hoof over your lap brushing against your clothed manhood.
    >she slides her tongue tip across your earlobe.
    >Inner Lamar is cheering you on.
    >Dammit you want this.
    >Or rather penis does.
    >But not like this dammit!
    >Fuck you R Kelly.
    >You put a hand on her neck.
    >She leans back confused.
    "I do...but let's wait a bit Princess."
    >She stares at you.
    >"I thought you loved me anonymous.."
    >You do!
    "I do!"
    >She pushes herself onto you,and you both tumble onto the ground.
    >She lowers her body onto yours.
    >The heat feels amazing.
    >Her horn glows and your shirt comes off.
    >She slowly starts to lick your nipples.
    >Her tongue is working delicate patterns around the areola.
    "Nnnn..noo.."
    >Your toes curl
    >she blows on the wet spots
    >"Your body betrays your mouth anon.."
    >She begins kissing your neck.
    >You start to moan more.
    >"It's why you choose option 2 after all.."
    >She's slowly trailing up to your mouth.
    >WHOA WHOA WHOA.
    >What did She just say??


    /mlp/.....something ain't right. What do?

RPP 01/25/14(Sat)00:57 UTC-5 No.15883833
Replies: >>15883903 >>15883918 >>15883935 >>15883971 >>15884061 >>15884438

    >>15883446 #
    >>15883413 #
    >>15883393 #
    >>15883387 #
    >>15883355 #

    lol how lucky was that?


    >Despite your red giant fighting to escape from its denim purgatory you resist the urge to drill Celestia.
    >You try to focus amongst all the pleasure.
    >All you can think of is your childhood and watching cartoons.
    >That Johnny Bravo. What a card.
    > Of course! The monkey!
    >You immediately rocket your arms up and ball up your fists.
    >Celestia has noticed the sudden movement, and ceased her erotic actions.
    >"W-what are you doing?
    >with a deadpan face you lean up to look at her.
    "The monkey."
    >You immediately start swinging your arms up and, down.
    >It resembles that retarded dance Chao do in SA2.
    >It's super effective!
    >Your beefy man strength gently pummels the Alicorn off you.
    >She's standing.
    >She. Is. Pissed.
    >"You FOAL!"
    >You stop your imitation of a stroke victim and scuttle behind your armchair.
    >"You picked option two!! WHY WON'T YOU TAKE ME!
    >She stomps. it leaves cracks.
    >"WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME LIKE YOU LOVE HER?!"
    >Shits getting freaky yo.
    >"why...?"
    >She slumps to her rumpand looks at you with tears in her Green eyes.
    >"Just...tell me why anonymous...?"


    /mlp/ what do?

RPP 01/25/14(Sat)01:28 UTC-5 No.15884424
Replies: >>15884500 >>15884958

    >>15883971 #
    >>15883918 #

    >She begins softly weeping.
    >you grimace and slowly ease your way around the armchair.
    >you tiptoe to Celestia and kneel down.
    >You take her in your arms and whisper to her.
    >she puts her forehooves around you a softly sobs.
    "It's okay Celly. It's okay..."
    >She sniffles.
    "But this situation begs for exposition."
    >"Dis fancy talking nigga puttin on airs! Haaaaa~"
    >Bad time inner Lamar.
    >L.D quiets down.
    >Celestia sniffles.
    >"Okay..what do you want to know?
    >She hiccups

RPP 01/25/14(Sat)02:02 UTC-5 No.15884958
Replies: >>15885031 >>15885061 >>15885067 >>15885103 >>15885264 >>15885302 >>15885343

    >>15884424 #

    >You rub your chin.
    "Okay. What do you mean by "love you like I love her?
    >she turns her head away rosy cheeked, but still sobbing.
    >you cup her muzzle and lead her eyes back to yours.
    >she has puppy dog eyes.
    >"Please don't hate me."
    "I'd never hay-"
    >Celestia erupts in green unburning flames.
    >The flowing aurora mane turns limp and sickly green.
    >your breathing quickens.
    >that soft satin coat is now a chitinous ebony Carapce
    >the delicate gold shoed hooves are now perforated and jagged.
    >You are frozen in...well you can't really describe what you feel.
    >your hand is still cupped around her face.
    >her hooves slowly make their way to your wrist.
    >She softly kisses the palm of your hand.
    >"I am not Celestia."
    >her deep Green eyes look into yours.
    >"I am Chrysalis."
    "...."


    What next /mlp/.

RPP 01/25/14(Sat)02:45 UTC-5 No.15885525

    >>15885103 #
    >>15885067 #
    >>15885061 #
    >>15885031 #

    >You lick your lips and take a deep breath.
    >It's the fucking queen of the changelings.It's always been.
    >The reason why shit has been so random. So silly.
    >Inner Lamar wasn't Lamar at all. 
    >If you had to form a hypothesis it was your subconscious telling you to wake up via means of a character you were recently familiar with.
    >....
    >Were you always this articulate?
    >Perhaps the fact you possess such self-awareness is proof you aren't some insectoid equine puppet.
    >but then again that also proves something else.
    >You aren't awake either.
    >"Anon...?"
    >she nuzzles your cheek.
    >Her skin is soft yet firm. Does that make sense?
    >This all feels so real.
    >you take her face in both your hands.
    >You smile. but the creeping fear is building.
    "Let's start over. I'd like to introduce myself I'm anonymous. Anon for short.
    >you release her face.
    >She blinks twice.
    >she then gives you a toothy grin.
    >"You may address me as Chrysalis."
    >you both chuckle.
    >She moves a little closer to you.
    >"Is it always this easy?
    "It is when you can sympathize with someone."
    >you look at each other for a long moment.
    "One other thing I have to know...how did you know about the thread?"
    >She freezes up.
    >"I-uh...I-"
    "Chrysalis. It's okay. I won't hate you. No matter what.
    >she looks into your eyes for deceit,and exhales.
    >"I saw it on your laptop...when you came to Equestria Anon.."
    "...What? I don't understa-"
    >"You didn't pick option 2 Anon..you picked 1."

    well shit. what now /mlp/?


RPP 01/25/14(Sat)03:55 UTC-5 No.15886401

    >You make a fish-face, opening and closing your mouth at this revelation.
    "....ah....uh.."
    >The changeling queen averts her eyes and continues to talk.
    >"You wrote down in the thread you would "pick option 1 so as not to taint your Alicorn waifu"."
    >She scowls at the thought of Celestia being referred to so affectionately.
    >"You were dumped into Equestria after that I presume. Unfortunately.."
    >she rubs a hoof on your chest.
    >"I was sent flying from canterlot..and landed on you hooves first."
    >That's why it only hurts...you never actually felt the buck earlier itself.
    "Then why try to fuck me?! I would've been sent home if I had or did anything sexual with a pony!
    >She giggles.
    >"I'm not a pony technically."
    >ooh. damn.
    >Loophole.gif
    >"If you like I can take a more comfortable form for you to be intimate with.
    >you cock an eyebrow.
    >A pillar of green flame erupts underneath her.
    >She is now pinkiepony.
    >your manhood and balls recede into your body.
    >you are now a ken doll.
    "........"
    >changelings should not into /mlp/

    what do /mlp/?

RPP 01/25/14(Sat)04:23 UTC-5 No.15886730
Replies: >>15886743 >>15886767

    >>15886457 #
    >>15886451 #


    >She falls back laughing at your reaction, returning to her original form.
    >Trollsalis.jpg
    >She sits back up,and wipes a tear from her eye.
    >That's how it is huh?
    >You clear your throat and look downwards feigning a blush.
    "you could take any form you want true..."
    >you lean in. 
    >she stops laughing and studies you.
    >you cup her cheek.
    "But why would I want anything else when I have you right here as yourself.
    >Her eyes are dinner plates.
    >you lean in and slowly kiss her cheek.
    >A wild Billy Joel appears!
    >Armed with a mighty Gee-tar He plays "just the way you are".
    >How did he get here?
    >Nigga you dreaming.kinda.sorta.
    >Chrysalis is visibly aroused now.
    >She looks about ready to pounce..


    Oh boy. prepare your loins /mlp/. What do?


RPP 01/25/14(Sat)04:43 UTC-5 No.15886907
Replies: >>15886955 >>15887034 >>15887051

    >>15886666 #
    Holy shit.

    >She's breathing quite hard now.
    "Chrysalis."
    >you put your hands on her shoulders.
    "You don't ever have to hide yourself or pretend to be anyone else. I like you for you. Forget Celestia. I'd take you over her anyday."
    >Her eyes water.
    >you move your hands and stand up.
    "That being said-"
    >You unzip your pants.
    >Your cock bursts through like porky pig at the end of a looney tunes cartoon.
    >He looks pissed.
    >More veins exposed than frieza's final form.
    10%ofmypower.jpg
    >Chrysalis is panting again.
    >She looks from you to your red hulk.
    >You cock-slap her.
    "Go-go-Gadget dick."
    >You smirk before you feel your legs begin to buckle.
    >Chrysalis has taken you into her mouth with speeds that would give Rainbow Dash diarrhea.


    well /mlp/ you did it. now what?

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