Canter U: Day 25 Thursday

>You alarm rings.

>Snooze.

>Your alarm rings.

>Snooze.

>Your alarm rings.

>Snooze.

>Your alarm rings.

"Dammit, Anon! Shut that thing up!"

>Spike's covering his ears with his pillow.

>Might as well.

>You get up out of bed and check your regulars...

>Your friend out at Texas A&M was tagged in a picture of his dorm hall.

>He's got some cutie dormmates.

>And not just the girls.

>Your youtube suggests for you to watch Pewdiepie.

>You would rather poo, and die.

>Fuck you Youtube.

>E-mails.

>From the Enrollment Office?

"The deadline to transfer out of any of your breadth courses

is this Sunday! Please visit the Registrar's Office at any time

before Sunday at 9AM."

>You start giving it some thought.

 

A. Transfer out of Psych.

B. Hold off on it for now.

 

>Egh... maybe not.

>Discord's a great professor, and Pinkie's really fun to sit next to.

>You close your laptop and get showered.

>Hoodie, v-neck, jeans...

>Actually, this sweater looks better with these pants.

>Hmm... you have a sense of style?

>You head out of the lobby... as Shining Armor walks back into your hall.

>Damn, brah, he looked mad.

>And on his heels...

>Twilight.

>You recognize that face.

>Colon three...

>She's smitten?

"Huh what? Oh... g'morning Anon! What's the RA's name?"

>You bid her a good morning...

>And as you're about to ask her what was up wi-

"Hoowee... that was a close one!"

>Fluttershy follows AJ out of the hall almost sweating.

"He almost found out, Anon..."

>This is what happens when you steal.

 

>You put some force in the ground and press forward, and the force you applied to the ground propels you forward because of the angle that you applied it with.

>And using that... you made it to Physics class!

>A lot of loud chatter occurs before the professor starts lecture.

 

A. Notes

B. Twilight

C. AJ

D. Fluttershy

E. Goof off/ nap.

 

 

>Midterm's... eventually.

>But you can't stop paying attention.

>You've already payed money for this class.

>Or rather... your mom did.

>You get out your calculatorphone and your notebook.

Rarity: Hello Anon. Did you hear about the theater production that the Canterlot Theater Troupe is putting on tomorrow night? Would you like to go? Guys pls respond

Colgate: I use Sensodyne... I used to use Crest, but my teeth started getting a bit more sensitive. :P

>You do some practice problems, as AJ looks over your shoulder and points to one of your logical steps.

>You explain a little bit to her.

>Teaching a subject means you're damn good at it.

>Hopefully you didn't teach her wrong.

>Why didn't she ask Twilight?

>You look over at her... she's drawing hearts in her notebook.

>Oh boy.

>Class ends, and you have some good notes.

>Twilight dashes off somewhere... and the two other girls walk with you to bio lab.

>Vibration.

>A snapchat from...

>Femanon?

"How do I look today? <3"

>Actually pretty cute... she's got a scarf on.

>You're greeted by Scarra or whatever the fuck his name is.

>And he explains the lab.

 

A. Work on lab

B. Fluttershy

C. Applejack

D. Korean

E. Slack off.

 

>You mosey on over to Applejack, who's waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose.

>Back in the game and you know.

"Howdy, Anon..."

>She sounds sad.

"Ah... got a call from Granny Smith..."

>Oh here it comes...

"Ah'm not sure if ah can go here next quarter. Money's... pritty tight 'round the farm..."

>Aww...

"Aww... sh-shucks Anon... ah-ah'll be back to visit!"

>You reassure her that you're sure the farm will put out enough money to put her through next quarter.

>Christmas is around the corner... and that means Apple Pie? Thanksgiving, Christmas. whatever.

"T-thanks, sugarcube."

>She cheers up and smiles and gets back to work.

>Doing labs while sad is a horrible experience.

 

>You shiggy out of class with the rest of the crew.

>2 hour break.

 

A. Dorms

B. Lunch.

C. Library.

 

>Colgate and Redheart finish their labs consequently... and join up to your party.

>It's lunch time.

>You text the B-team.

Vinyl: Sure thing! I'll bring Tavi!

Octavia: ... I found Vinyl.

 

>You head over to the dining halls.

>Good thing your meal plan has you all covered for the rest of the quarter.

>You all swipe your cards and get in line for...

>OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK PIZZA AAAAA SHIT

>You jizz in your pants or whatever.

>'sgud...

>'srellygud

>I'm not letting you talk to all of them... that'd be too easy.

>Plus, they're all busy stuffing their faces with the magic 'za.

 

A. Science team

B. Health team

C. Music team.

D. Sex daydream with pizza.

 

>You turn to the two music girls.

>Octavia's dressed in a really clean grey sweater... and Vinyl in a white hoodie.

>She put her glasses on the table though.

"wat thup, Anon?"

"Vinyl... chew your food."

>She swallows the cheesy goodness.

"Didja like my set last night? I tried something new."

>Didn't notice...

>Your pause leaves her mouth open, and... pizza bolus is in there.

>You tell her how it was pretty cool.

"Yeah..." she swallows. "I love doing birthdays..."

"So... that's where you were last night?"

"What? Didja miss me?"

"N-no... b-baka."

>Vinyl smiles and chews her food at Octavia who then lightly shoves her back.

 

>You head over to physics lab.

>Your favorite arguing bitches are here...

>This time about... boys?

>Twilight likes boys?

>No way.

>Well, there was the deal about this morning.

"ermagerd harry styles"

>More like Hairy Dick.

 

A. work on lab.

B. Twilight

C. Trixie.

D. Slack off

 

 

>You do something different.

>You delivered.

Guys I did two verses.

My rewrite.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1D6MvpFz7GX

My freestyle.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1vL4ic5ln8F

 

>Trixie looks at you puzzled.

"Wow... you are the most niggerest of niggers."

>She totally sucks your dick or whatever.

>Not really.

"So, Anon... I see you're climbing up the ladder?"

>Not really, you didn't play too much yesterday.

"Silver 5 still? Weakling."

>Twilight jumps in.

"Gold 3? Weakling."

>You snigger because you're a nigger.

"You could never beat me though, Anon... I'm the best."

>Kbitch.

>You go back to working out prob-

"I'm serious... pick any champ for me to use... and I'll still beat you."

>Kbitch... later.

"After class. I'll meet you in A building."

>Oh jeez.

 

>Psych class! How could you even think about transferring out?

>Pinkie's actually late... and comes sliding in from the left.

>And you get a face full of her ass, as she moves into the seat to the right of you.

>Doublenice.

>Discord talks about sex or someshit.

 

A. notes

B. Pinkie

C. goof off/nap

 

"Wow... Nonny! I didn't know you could rap!"

>I can't.

>You tell her how I had a phase as a freestyle rapper in sophomore year.

>You were taking AP European History, and your teacher was a cool guy.

>And let you study whichever way you wanted to.

>There was this white kid who was really into getting high and making rhymes... so he suggested you guys study through freestyle rap.

>Your rap game took off into the sky. And you rapped about everything.

>Then... it all changed. You stepped off your game.

>Femanon wasn't impressed.

>Your rhymes felt old and dead.

>You stepped up off your rappin. Most of your friends thought you were a hasbeen.

>But... they're all gone now. And you're in college.

>You spent $15k just to earn you some knowledge.

>Now you're back.

"Wow, Nonny. Can I sing a hook for you?"

>Umm... sure?

"THIS IS THE TALE OF CAPTAIN JA-"

 

>You're back in your dorm room... and it's still pretty early.

>Sorry... that jump cut woulda been funnier in an animation.

Comedic use of cuts seems to be something I find really funny. I did it in my verse.

If you skipped over it like a pleb.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1D6MvpFz7GX

 

A. Vidya

B. Study

C. Lobby

D. Gym

 

>You get halfnaked and suit up in your shorts and thermal longsleeve.

>Makes you feel like a real Army cadet.

>hooah army beat navy ya

>You invite Applejack...

>Because you can't seem to find Rainbow anywhere.

>Odd.

>Applejack comes out in some short spandex and a large white T-shirt.

"Ready ta go, partner?"

>Oh shit... what if you can't keep up?

>Phew... it's cold out here.

>You don't wanna run. You're gonna hurt something.

>Or something.

>Or I just wanted to give you a chance to...

 

A. Small Talk

B. Business Talk

C. Bidniz Talk

 

>Hell, I practically wrote AJ as a slut.

>Kinda.

>Why did she have sex with you anyway?

Love to see you write your way out of this one NBS-enpai

"Heh, why ya askin' that sugarcube? Fancy yerself another roll in the hay?"

>Um. Duh.

"Talk to me after the workout... I get real riled up after some good old-fashioned physical activity.

>She smirks and walks in front of you, tossing that southern booty like it was a half rack of ribs into a bucket of dry rub.

"Or... are ya just gonna miss me if ah go?"

>Oh... damn... has she talked to Granny Smith about the financial situation?

"She hasn't said ennehthin yet...."

>Aw... well, hopefully this plot point will develop more.

>You made it to the gym.

>You two initially start out by running.

>Then you do some legs work.

>Apparently, farmwork takes a lot out of your legs?

"Eeyup. It can get pretty tough out theyr."

>She grunts as she finishes off her squats.

"Hoo doggy... ah'm tired... let's call it a day?"

 

A. Push her.

B. Keep making gains by yourself.

C. Call it a day.

 

>You tell her to keep going! You and Rainbow Dash go harder.

>Not the first time you've said that, eh?

"Shucks Anon... now ya got me feelin' all weak."

>Bitch, you're gonna make her feel it ALL WEEK.

>GAINSBOROUGH GAINS BRO

>You work arms.

>You have her burn out on a weight she can normally do.

>She stops lifting.

>You lower the weight and have her burn out.

>She stops lifting.

>You keep this pattern going until she can do the amount of reps equal to the amount of weight she's lifting.

>Now it's your turn.

>That shit works. You feel the burn.

"Come on, Anon! Y'all gotta push it!"

>You're actually doing a pulling lift, you dumb hickory cunt.

>After working arms, you guys do another round of cardio, then play some basketball.

>One miserable pickup game later, you guys take turns running suicides.

"Woo! Ah feel like ah could harvest a whole orchard right now!"

>You're feeling pretty hype too.

 

A. PUSH THAT BITCH TILL SHE DIES

B. Stop working out.

C. Keep working out by yourself.

 

>Death by gains.

Why do all my spinoffs involve Applejack dying?

>You figure it's hie time to call it a workout.

>You pack up your shit and head out the gym doors, Applejack following closely behind.

>You're feeling tired... but you're feeling guuuuuuud.

"So... about wut ya said earlier..."

>Applejack grabs you by the sweaty collar.

"Are ya still game, sugarcube?"

>No. Not at all.

>You pull her close to you as you're teaching your tongue how to swim.

>That was a really hot kiss.

>Despite anyone in or around the gym, you've been !'ed.

>Applejack grabs your hand and leads you around the dorms... to the Walk of Shame.

>The trees have almost lost most of their leaves, but you go further into the deciduous forest that surrounds the dorms.

>Hell, for all you know, the camping trip was probably in these woods.

>You find a good place in the fallen leaves.

"Mmm... c'mere..."

>Applejack pulls you close and takes you down to the ground slowly, kissing you as you two make your way down...

>The kisses are wet and sloppy... just like your sweaty garments that you two press against each other as your lips perform their intricate dance.

>But sweaty clothes are really cold...

>So you take them off.

>In the middle of winter.

>Cold.

>She's moaning into the kiss.

>That's new.

>New moan, yeah?

>Pneumonia.

>Cool.

 

>How do you keep warm in the cold?

>Sex, that's how!

>Your fingers are freezing...

>So you jam them in her pussy as you share body warmth, via mouth.

>Well, maybe not jam. That'd hurt.

>You slide your fingers slowly deep inside her, feeling the Apple juice accumulate.

>Her cheeks are burning up, burning up, for you baby.

"Ah'm wetter than a little girl watchin' the Jonas Brothers."

>Odd how that didn't kill your boner.

>That's right, you've got a penis! Did you forget?

>It's currently fucking the soil, through your boxers.

>Fuck this gay earth.

>You get in between Applejack's legs, and slip out of your boxers, and out sproings your cock.

>Applejack looks up at you, biting her lip.

"Go for it, sugarcube..."

>You slide it in faster than y'all can say sarsaparilla!

>Or... at least spelling it.

>She winces at the immediate contact.

>Her vaginal biometrics recognize the spectral aura that your penis emits.

>Target acquired.

"Hynnn...."

>Her expression turns from that worried sad cute look to the "hey I'm happy that I'm having sex" face.

>Ahegao can happen later.

>Your dick is knee deep in the apple juice poose, and each in and out makes you shudder.

>The cold weather and the grazing of wet flesh against your dick could give you goosebumps.

>You give a random goose a fist bump.

>Goosebump.

>Missionary has never felt so good.

>But what kind of missionary are you?

 

A. Christian

B. Feminist

C. Dog.

 

>You harness your inner Wino nonono...

>Winona's a girl.

>spoilerdoge.jpg

>You flip her over, and she positions herself on her fours.

>You preach to that bitch about how to be a bitch and a dog and a dogbitch.

>Didn't quite get that?

>You're fucking doggy style now.

>You have a lack of seeing her face.

>And so... you won't get a lot of me writing about that.

>This isn't porn...

>You're watching a back and cute hair. No view of rockin tits, no view of her ahegao face, hell, not even a decent view of you fucking her.

>Your dick just kinda slides in, can't see it though.

>Oh... but it feels amazing! She can back her ass up like the best of em.

"Mmm... make me a dog, Anon!"

>Lol, y'know how in sex when you say some weird shit that makes sense in the moment, but not anywhere else?

>Don't lie to me, you know know, permavirgins.

>You spank her on the ass once, causing her to let out a groan as each thrust rocks her body.

>Her swaying breasts add momentum to your fuckery.

>The crunching of leaves coming from your hardcore sexing is turning you on.

>Applejack turns around with that cute sad beggy face.

"Anon... make me cum..."

>BITCH HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT I'M NOT SOME KIND OF PSYCHIC GENIE

>You vary your speeds here and there, and take heed to her voice.

>Not usually ever this high... She usually sounds like a confident and strong girl... she sounds cute and weak now...

>implying those are correlated

>You feel her clench a bit, and the Applejuice makes its way onto your thighs...

>You pull out... and into the asshole!

>ANON NEVER QUITS! ANON NEVER LOSES!

>The first thrust is so tight, and her cry of pain/pleasure is a decent combo enough for you to cum in her asshole.

>You clean the both of you up with your shirt. It'd make more sense for you two to walk back into the dorms with YOU the topless one.

>Odd how you're logically sound after awesome sex.

>You're not wearing this shirt... not for a while.

>You stand up and Applejack gets dressed.

"Hoo boy... ah needed that."

>You walk slowly out of the wooded area.

>Who knows what the fuck's lurking or growing in there.

>Back along the brick road.

>A small breeze blows by... pretty cold.

>Applejack snuggles up against you on the way back.

"Ah don't wanna hafta leave, Anon..."

 

End Day 25.

Day 25 Summary

Apple waifu points up!

Theater date booked tomorrow!

Rapper skill up!