Title:           [FR] The Mailmare (COMPLETE)
Author:          Hipparion
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First Edit:      Sunday 12th of June 2016 01:21:17 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 12th of June 2016 01:58:00 AM CDT

>Day yawn in Equestria
>You feel getting out of bed today was a bit harder than previous days.
>You're currently half way through the triple S when you hear a knock at the door.
>Odd.
>Fluttershy and the rest of the girls were away in Canterlot, confidential business, they said.
>The knocking continues.
>You sadly saunter down the stairs, peeved you haven't been able to shower yet and someone had interrupted your daily ritual.
>You finally reach your door, after tripping on a misplaced dragon dildo, stepping in feces of unknown origin, and knocking over some of your famous spaghetti from the night before.
>At this point, you were much more than peeved.
>You swing open the door, ready to get the confrontation over with so you could start off your day the right way.
>Derpy stands before you, donned in her mail-mare uniform, holding a letter.
>Fug.
>Uniforms were your fetish.
>While trying to think of a way to get the letter without cumming on her hooves, she begins the conversation.
>"Hello, Mr. Anonymous!"
>Her eyes darted around, scanning you, even though her eyes always seemed to be facing opposite directions.
"Um... Hello, Ms. Derpy, is that letter for me?"
>She gave you a big smile, and began to speak once more.
>"I believe so, Mr. Anonymous!"
>Quite the conversationalist, she was.
>Though, that was hypocritical, coming from you.
>She just happily stared at you.
>You stared back.
>Her yellow eyes were... comforting to gaze into.
>They made you feel like you were in a warm place, with no cares in the world.
>You felt at home when you looked into them.
>Well, technically, you were at home.
>You snap yourself out of your little monologue and motion to the letter.
"So... I-is that letter for me?"
>Shit you already asked that.
>"I believe so, Mr. Anonymous!"
>Shit she already said that.
>This is getting nowhere, Derpy didn't seem to mind though.
>Honestly, you didn't really mind either.
>Especially with her in that little outfit...
>After about two more minutes of the most awkward staring contest ever, with shaky hands, you go for the letter.
>Derpy drops it from her mouth with a smile into your hand.
"T-thanks, do you know who sent it?"
>She snatches up the letter again, and with a cute look of determination, reads you the envelope.
>Fuck, it took you about 6 minutes to build up the courage to take the letter, not to mention the time wasted looking into her eyes.
>Well, you wouldn't say "wasted."
>"Hmmmm... It seems this letter is from Canterlot."
>Oh?
>That caught your attention.
>You were kinda spacing out...
>Staring at her cutie mark...
>Damn.
"May I see it?"
>"Of course!"
>She's so enthusiastic about the simplest things.
>You tear open the envelope, and fold open the letter.
>As you begin reading, you notice Derpy still standing infront of you, smiling.
>The letter is nothing special, just Celestia asking for some more letters from you.
>A status report if you will.
>You fold up the letter, and look back to Derpy.
>Still staring at you with those golden eyes.
>Still standing there with that uniform...
>And that...
"Your ass is superb..."
>Spaghetti overload.
>If you could see your pockets right now, you know for a fact enough of mother's spaghetti is being launched from your pants to end world hunger on Earth and Equestria.
>How the fuck could you let that slip out?
>"I'm glad you enjoy the view, Mr. Anonymous."
>Uh, crisis averted?
>She gives you a little shake, and with a smile, walks towards you.
>The spaghetti has stopped, and now you're just confused.
>Derpy struts in, still shaking her wonderful pony butt.
>You know exactly where this is leading, and you are...
>Um...
>The thought of intercourse with ponies was still alien to you.
>However...
>You had to cave at somepoint.
>You weren't getting back to Earth.
>You didn't really want to give your pony virginity to Fluttershy.
>Or your actual virginity...
>Derpy though....
>In that uniform...
>Certainly tempting.
>Derpy flops down onto your couch, giving you...
>Uh...
>Bedroom eyes?
>You're pretty sure those are bedroom eyes.
>Probably bedroom eyes.
>They look sexy either way.
>Yeah, you're going all the way tonight.
>With a pony.
>You take your seat next to Derpy, ready for some hot mail mare roleplay action.
>You tell her some of your favorite fetishes.
>Uniforms, butts, etc.
>Derpy tells you hers.
>Sex in the missionary position, food play, and bondage.
>Great.
>She ties you to a chair.
>You don't really know what this had to do with mail mares, but you still went along.
She leans in for a kiss.
>Your lips lock.
>Her eyes widen.
>You had no idea you were that good.
>"Oh, Mr. A-anonymous, I gotta go! I still have more mail!"
>She quickly takes her mailbag and flys away, leaving a trail of letters behind her.
>You were at full mast too.
>Fucking tease.
>You hear someone else enter.
>"J-jackpot."
>Looking over, you see a Fluttershy with a face full of rape.
>Good thing you were okay with fucking ponies now, right?
>R-right?
>Penis is currently flacid.
>Fuck.
>Looks like you're gonna be.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
The end.