Pen Pal -Chapter 1-

Penpal -Chapter 1-

 

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>Sunny days!

>Lots of smiles!

>Friendly ponies!

>Life was good.

>You've been here in Ponyville for only a short time, about a month now, but already you were taking to the townsfolk fairly well.

>"Morning Anon!"

"Morning Cheerilee!"

>"Hey there Anonymous!"

"Hey, Doctor Hooves, nice to see you!"

>"Hi Anon!"

"Pinkie Pie, wazzaaaaaaap?!"

>Yup.

>Living the dream.

>You walk through town, a skip in your step and a song in your heart.

>"Hi there, Anon! Are you coming to the library for our reading sessions next week?"

"You know it Twi! Wouldn't miss it for anything!"

>You give her your finger guns.

>She giggles.

>Priceless.

>Yep, everything was going your way.

>You even had a house!

>A nice little cottage, next to Fluttershy's place.

>You skip up to your porch and open your door when you feel something under your foot.

>Oh? What's this?

>A letter?

>Oh happy day!

>Picking up your letter with a beaming grin on your face, you unravel it and begin reading.

 

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"Dearest Anonymous, how are you? I'm great! I'm just writing you to see how you are. Are you well? I sure hope so!"

>Oh golly gee, this letter was starting out SWELL!

>Smiles all around!

>You clear your throat and continue.

"I would just like to let you know that I've been admiring you from afar! And let me tell you, I'm liking what I see!"

>You blush.

>Aww. You had a secret admirer. How quaint.

>Maybe they heard that you were such a good checkers player!

>You were SO good at checkers.

>Some might even call you the best.

"I want you, Anon."

>Oh my, an invitation?

>Joyous day!

>You hope it's to another spa day with Rarity. You just ADORED the sauna.

"I want you to bury your human fingers DEEP inside me."

>Oh well that's just swell!

>...

>Wait.

>You peer a little closer to the letter.

>Huh.

>That's weird.

>You could swear that whoever wrote this letter to you was asking for you to partake in vigorous lovemaking with them.

>But that would be silly!

>You don't have sex with ponies!

>You're a person, stupid.

>You shrug.

>Maybe it was a typo.

"Once you're done, I want you to lap up all my slick juices."

>Okay, hello, what?

>What?

>You laugh nervously to yourself.

>This... this was getting strange.

>Maybe... maybe it was another typo?

>A typo on a written letter.

>Sure.

>Cautiously, you continue.

"I've wondered what a human tongue feels like, as it explores deep within my regions."

>Your face contorts into a rather shocked and disgusted expression.

>You?

>Providing oral pleasure to a horny and willing mare?

>Yuck-o-rama!

>You just weren't digging this pony's vibes at the moment.

>The letter continues.

"Maybe after our session, you and I could play checkers-"

>Oh happy day!

"-on my plot."

>Oh fucking NO.

"Until next time, Anon. Love,..."

>You desperately look for a name.

>There isn't one.

>Whoever wrote this letter was keeping their identity a secret.

>You drop the letter and stomp on it a few times.

>Sex with horses?

>The thought disgusts you.

>You clap your hands and walk into your house.

>This must have been some sort of prank.

>Yeah.

>That's it.

 

The Next Day

 

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>You rise from your bed, stretching as you greeted a new day.

>Oh, how you feel SO refreshed!

>You leap from your bed, and get ready for the day.

>Shower?

>Check.

>Fresh batch of clothes?

>Check-a-roony.

>Buttered toast?

>You now it!

>Another letter at your doorste-

>...

>You stare at the letter at your feet.

>Your eyes are unblinking.

>No.

>No that must just be the one from last night.

>Except it's back in its envelope.

>And had a pink bow on it.

>...

>You nervously lift the letter into your hands and open it.

>You catch the scent of perfume wafting from the envelope.

>...what was that smell?

>It.. it WAS, perfume... right?

>Right?

>You read the letter to yourself.

"Dear Anonymous, you got my letter! Yay! I hoped I sent it to the right address, and it looks like I was right! I hope you aren't having second thoughts about me. I realize I may have been... forthcumming in the last letter."

>She spelled it with the word "cum."

>Oh god.

"So, for now, I would like to take our new found relationship slower."

>Relationship?

>She wrote paragraphs about your tongue being all up inside her.

>How is that a relationship.

>You shake it off.

"To start, how about I share a little about myself to you?"

>Oh well you can't see anything wrong with tha-

"I like big throbbing MAN MEAT being jammed inside my eager and waiting MARE POON."

>The noise that emits from your mouth is one that could easily be described as a mix of "UUUUUGHGHGHWHAAA?" and "NNNNNIIIIIII!"

>You don't know how to spell that sound.

>But you made it, none the less.

"Maybe you could even place it in my rear? I hear that's a big thing from where you come from.

>No.

>SO much no.

>You crumple the letter and toss it into the fireplace of your house.

There's no fire, but it burns anyway.

>Hopefully, that would be the last letter you get from this creepy stalker.

>You would be wrong.

 

~END~