Unnamed dandelion story

>Day pedo in Equestria

>you are anonymous the fillydfondler

>and you are on the hunt

>"and I shiggy and I diggy and I love me some filly"

>you sing along as you go your merry little way

>now that you think about it it is kind of stupid to go on a hunt during the night

>all the good little fillies are fast asleep

>but you want bad fillies

>naughty naughty fillies

>your singing is interrupted by a sweet voice

"Gee mister that is some funny singing tehehe"

>you turn your head

>jackpot, a little fluffy pony child

>...with antennae

>"...what are you?"

"Dandelions name is Dandelion"

>the small pony smiles at you

>which is clearly a mating signal

>but nothing is this easy

>"...you're not a copper are ya m8?"

>Dandelion cocks her head

"What's a copper?"

>D'aaaw

>but one can never be too carefull

>Dandelions gaze travels down south and her eyes get as big as plates

"Gee mister what is that? It looks so interesting"

>oh right, you forgot to wear any pants, fancy that

>Dandelion starts inching closer to your crotch with her antennae

>"whoa, easy there loverboy, you have to buy me dinner first"

>Dandelion looks up at you

"But Dandelion is a girl"

>bueno

>but no, this is most likely a setup

>you keep the filly away from your tugstring

>"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't let you do taht uhh... Dandelion was it?"

"Noooooh let me have a loook"

>even her whine is omega cute

>dammit this is starting to get difficult,m this kids got spunk and determination

>you are not going to get caught

>execute plan: Usain Bolt

>you turn around and start running

"Wait up"

>oh damn, she's running after you

>"Oi! Don't follow me you twat!"

>The filly gasps and stops

"You used a bad word!"

>that seems to distract her long enough for you to loose her

>luck is smiling on you tonight

>and then you crash into a policepony and get a ticked for indicent exposure

>what a night

 

>Day another pedo day in Equestria

>or night, seems like you once again stayed up too late and missed the whole day by waking up at 8pm

>you are currently pondering on what to do when you hear a knock on your door

>who might that be, hopefully a little filly who has gotten lost and wants a place where to crash for the night, and then things lead to cuddles and sexual things

>as you open the door you are greeted by the little purple fuzzball of cute that you ran into a few nights ago

"Hi mister!"

>the foal, Dandelion if you remember correctly greets you with a happy smile on her face that makes your pedo react

>the foal seems to notice your attire, this time with pants, and seems somewhat sad about this fact while going aaawwwww

>is this nigga serious?

>"And what might you be doing in here little miss?"

>fingers crossed that her reply will be "you" with some heavy class bedroom eyes

"Dandelion came to play with you again mister"

>awww, how precious

>no need to tell her your name, mister sounds good and arousing

>"Well, umm, do come in" you say and the little hairball trots into your house

>this is way too easy

>this must be a plot

>there must bu bugs and surveilance cameras and whatnot all over your house and the pony version of Hansen must be watching you like an eagle, waiting for you to slip and fall

>bloody hell you need to be on your top behaviour

"So mister, what were you doing in here before Dandelion came to see you?"

>"Well Dandelion, I was just about to dance"

>It is no lie

>it is a great excersize plus having good dancing skills makes it easier to prey upon underage sentient creatures

>you could be their dance teacher, you could dazzle them with your skills etc.

>Dandelion claps her hoofs together excitedly

"Show me show me!"

>"A show eh? I hope you are ready for this, since"

>you insert your finger into your collar and with one smooth move unbutton all the buttons of your shirt and rip your tie off

>"It's going to be quite"

>you remove your shirt from your pants and pose fabulously and show off your hairless, shiny muscular greek goddes body and your pants that are hanging lower that are legal

>even one more millimeter and your weiner would be grazing the room with its precense

>because of course, you do not prey upon underage girls with a fat hairy body, since their views on human beuty are screwed up by media anyways

>you grab some hair gel and in one sift motion style your hair to stand up like a male models

>"dazzling"

>you finish this by posing and letting your oily body glister in the lights of your house

>Dandelion claps her hoofs together and sits back to see your show, smiling innocently and with wonder in her eyes

>you put on some music, by none other than Robbie Williams, and tkae yoru beginning pose

>and then you dance

>fluid motions

>you can move your hips better than any top bitch at any nightclub

>all of yoru movements are absolutely fabulous and fluid

>your whole being oozes with the raw essence of sex and fabulous

>gay men from all over the world would cream their pants if they ever saw this

>all the women would unleash their niagra falls if they ever were to witness this show

>all the lights dazzle off of your oiled perfect body

>Dandelion stares at you in daze

>her gaze makes you move more erotically

>you finish with a pose that would knock anyones socks off and then some

>you are sweating now, and your body feels euphoric

>Dandelion jumps up and claps very loudly

"Oh wow mister that was the best dancing Dandelion has ever seen"

>you sit down and unbutton the first button of your trousers to send your aura of eroticness all across the room

>Dandelion seems to fiddle with her hoofs a bit

"Umm... Mister, could you, you know, teach Dandelion how to dance?"

>you look at the foal

>her eyes are pleading you with such intensity that you can not say no

>and by doing that you can save this situation

>that dance of yours got a bit too... steamy... for your own good

>you shall fool ponyhansen by now teaching the kid to dance, the perfect save in your mind

>"Yes, I shall teach you, and make you the best dancer there is!"

>Dandelion seems really happy at this and gives you a hug

>think unsexual toughts, think unsexual toughts, think unsexual toughts

>you get back up and put on more music, this time a bit quieter

>"The first thing that I am going to teach you Dandelion, is taht you need to use your hips. Move them, use them, make them make all the men fall before you"

>you show Dandelion some moves

>she akwardly moves her hips around and suprisingly quickly seesm to catch on

>given that you have no idea how to make ponies dance on all fours so you have her standing on her hind hoofs

>now that you take notice of it, this fillys got some killer hips

>she's going to grow up as one of those mares that make stallions instaboner when she just walks around

>whooo boy is it getting a bit warm in here?

>"That's very good Dandelion"

>she seems hapy at yoru praise and smiles at you with a wholehearted huge smile

"Does Dandelion now try to move her hoofs like you did mister?"

>"Yeah, go ahead"

>Dandelion starts to mimic you a bit

>and then you realize just how sexual this dancing of yours is

>she's moving her hips and her butt in no ways a filly of her age should present and move about

>her hoofs are trailing along her small body, rubbing and brushing against various places

>oh sweet jesus your dick sprungs into life

>you guickly grab a pillow to cover it with

>"Ok Dandelion you can stop now"

>but Dandelion does not seem to hear you

>she is in a zone

>dancing, sweating, panting, letting out some noises of arousal... is she getting off at this?

>your answer comes in the form of a dancing filly dragging her hoofs across her body in a very sensual manner while biting her lip and having some very hazy eyes and a face of sexual pleasure

"Mmmmmhhhhhhhh"

>shit, you have to stop her

>this would deffinetly not look good if someone saw this

>"Ok Dandellion you can stop now"

>she does nto seem to hear you and keeps on beating a major cocktease

>"Dandelion please stop"

>it's almost like she can't hear you

>her hoof is starting to trail very down sou-

>"OK STOP"

>you shoot to the record player and shut it off while holding the pillow to your crotch

>Dandellion turns to look at you, sweating and breathing hard huskily

"Haah haaah, wow dancing feels good..."

>yes... dancing...

>"Hahaha yes but make sure you do not dance too much because that ummm makes you sick and stuff"

>you are sweating a lake in here

>"Oh it looks like it is getting really late how about you just go on your way Dandelion he he"

"Ok, goodbye mister!"

>Dandelion walks out of the door and you let out a breath you did not even realise you were holding

>but then you catch Dandelion speaking to herself as she walks away

"Dandelion can't wait to show everypony her new dancing skills"

>you shoot out to the door

>"Dandelion don't s-"

>the little critter is nowhere to be found

>the rest of the night you are very very paranoid and go trough every horror scene in your head that could transpire when that little filly shows off her dancing and tells everyone you taught her to do it