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Lil' Anon X Babs (Dick in a box)

By: IngloriousWritefag on Sep 8th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 5.91 KB  |  hits: 60  |  expires: Never
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  1. >Day Ba-dow-dow in Equestria.
  2. >You are Lil' Anon, devious monkey child of Manehattan.
  3. >The universe displayed its true colors on the day you were sent here.
  4. >A boy barely out of diapers being thrown into a world of magical talking horses.
  5. >You'd appreciate the humor of it all in the future.
  6. >Not now though.
  7. >No, now is a time for mischief.
  8. >And boy do you have a plan in mind.
  9. >It's your dear Bro Bab's birthday today.
  10. >And you are going to prank her so good.
  11. >It's a long walk to the Hugbox, a Arcade/Pizzeria type place that the foals of Manehattan absolutely adore.
  12. >The walk is made all the more uncomfortable by the consistent scratching of cardboard against Lil'er Anon.
  13. >It's gonna be so worth it.
  14. >Just to see Bab's face.
  15. >The nice front mare puts a stamp on your hand.
  16. >A big pink smiley face.
  17. >An orange mare you recognize as Bab's mother ushers you to one of the back rooms.
  18. >A long table is set out, pizza, soda, cake, all that good shit.
  19. >Someone puts a party hat on you.
  20. >"Alright Anon, just sit your present over there and you can join with the other foals."
  21. >Shit fuck ass tits.
  22. >You didn't consider this.
  23. >A table is set up, covered in a mass of presents, all for Babs.
  24. >Your box is easily the biggest.
  25. >Quite the confidence boost, is you do say so yourself.
  26. >You awkwardly set the box down on one of the corners before you work Lil'er anon back into your pants.
  27. >Fuck.
  28. >You've got to think of something.
  29. >Babs finally takes notice of your presence there and waves you over.
  30. >She's saved your seat, right next to her.
  31. >Bitch actually values your friendship.
  32. >Almost makes you feel bad for your dick being her present this year.
  33. >Almost.
  34. >"It's about time yous showed up Anon. Was gettin' worried."
  35. >She adopts a sudden look of nervousness.
  36. >"Not like I like yous, or nothin'."
  37. >Cute.
  38. >You don't recognize the filly you're sitting across from.
  39. >Her bow is pretty fuckin' cute though.
  40. >Some birthday shit goes down.
  41. >You stuff your face with the greasiest pizza horses could make.
  42. >Pretty bitchin' cake.
  43. >All the way from Ponyville, or so you're told.
  44. >Inglorious never got invited to birthdays, so he doesn't know jack shit about parties.
  45. >"Alright everypony, go ahead and get the presents from the table."
  46. >Huh.
  47. >Well that makes it easier.
  48. >One sneaky ass maneuver later and your dick is back in your box.
  49. >"Aw shoot Applebloom. This is pretty pretty."
  50. >The bowed filly you weren't familiar with got her a pretty green bow.
  51. >This Applebloom girl goes about fixing the accessory on Bab's head.
  52. >It looks...Nice.
  53. >Wait.
  54. >Wait what're you doing Lil'er Anon?
  55. >You're like eleven or something.
  56. >And you're getting a hard on for a horse.
  57. >She does look pretty cute in the bow though.
  58. >Shit
  59. >"Oh man guys, this is real sweet o' you."
  60. >Some other fillies, Pink and Silver respectively, got Babs' what appears to be a horsie make up kit.
  61. >Without asking for permission they begin to doll up your dear bro.
  62. >Eyeliner 'n shit.
  63. >I don't fucking interact with females, so just insert whatever makeup turns you on when applied to an underage horse.
  64. >Once they're done Babs looks very much different.
  65. >There was a lot of feminine beauty to be displayed, that you never really picked up on before this.
  66. >As confused as you are, your cock seems to know just what it likes.
  67. >Looks like it's your turn to present your present.
  68. >Babs is beaming at you.
  69. >Boner stahp.
  70. >Your crazily confused cock is throbbing at the site of Babs.
  71. >You practically waddle over to her, box held at your crotch.
  72. >"Oh watch'ya get me Anon?" She asks, smiling down to your present.
  73. >The mass of foals surrounding you are also quite curious.
  74. >This was a bad idea.
  75. >Before you can abort, Babs opens the box.
  76. >Rather than reeling back in disgust, she looks quite confused.
  77. >"What... What is it?" She asks, dumbfounded.
  78. >Oh right.
  79. >You're a strange monkey boy.
  80. >With strange monkey boy anatomy.
  81. >This is good.
  82. "It's uh... It's a candy. From my world."
  83. >She looks up at your skeptically.
  84. "You suck on it."
  85. >No way she's going to by it.
  86. >Mistaking that fleshy vainy rod for candy?
  87. >She'd have to be dense as fuck.
  88. >"Wow, I didn't know you brought anything from your world!" She's smiling at you again.
  89. >Wat.
  90. "Well, uh.... It's not exactly from my world... I just uh, remember the recipe. Yeah. Yeah me and my mom used to make it."
  91. >Great lie, Anon.
  92. >You did it.
  93. >Oh god what is she doing.
  94. >Without another word, she dips her head into the box and begins to suck on your crazy underdeveloped monkey dick.
  95. >You bight back a moan of pleasure.
  96. >Your first sexual encounter is with an underage horse.
  97. >At her birthday party.
  98. >In front of her friends.
  99. >And her family.
  100. >With only a poorly wrapped card board box to hide your shame.
  101. >Holy fuck.
  102. >Babs isn't making it easier on you.
  103. >Her freshly lipsticked lips glide along your cock in a painfully quick rhythm.
  104. >There's no real technique to her motion, but it's pleasurable none the less.
  105. >The ponies around you seem curious, but by no means suspicious.
  106. >You're trembling in pleasure at this point.
  107. >Something in you doesn't want to take the chance of this ending without you getting your rocks off.
  108. >You gently put your hand on the back of her head , guiding her along.
  109. >You look down to see her makeup has smeared, a few tears welling in her eyes through her concentration.
  110. >Bitch has to know what's happening right now.
  111. >There's no fucking way she couldn't.
  112. >All too quickly you blow your load.
  113. >A jet of prepubescent boy-goo fills Bab's cheeks to the brim, and she swallows like a champ.
  114. >She pulls herself out of the box and reattaches the lid.
  115. >A nearby napkin does well to clear her face and lips of anything that could give you away.
  116. >She's wearing the brightest smile you've ever seen on her.
  117. >"That was some present, Anon." She goes to your side, and gives you a tight hug.
  118. >Followed immediately by a kiss on the cheek, much to the giggles and gags of the foals behind you.
  119. "I... I'm glad you liked it."