[VAR] AiE oneshots

        1. [AiE/REQUEST]        Ode to Sunbutt                          (line 8-167 )

        2. [AiE/REQUEST]        Creepy Campin'                          (line 173-361 )

        3. [AiE/REQUEST]        A shitty oneshot                        (line 366-468 )

        4. [AiE/REQUEST]        Anonymous has sex with Angel Bunny      (line 473-578 )

 

 

 

Posted anonymously:

 

Celestia is coming to P0nyville and Anon wants to do something special for her.

So he plays her a song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E11YVjBcbqo

Now every one is pissed at him for disrespecting their monarch.

Celestia's reaction is up to you.

 

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>Day oneshots aren't serious in Equestria.

>You are Anonymous.

>Only human in Equestria.

>And you had a thing for Sunbutt.

>At first, you were a bit confused about wanting to do it with a pony.

>But then you shrugged and life moved on.

>You had given up your hopes of ever getting together with the pretty pony princess.

 

>Untill last week that was!

>You heard from Twilight that, once a year, the princess came to Ponyville to raise the sun for the summer sun blablabla

>You sort of zoned out after that.

>The princess would come to town!

>This was your chance to shine.

>You only had one shot at this.

>Preparation would be everything on this mission...

 

>Day summer sun blablabla.

>You're still Anonymous.

>And are you excited!

>Today would be the day.

>The day you'd declare your love to Princess Celestia.

 

>Right now, you were in town centre watching the parade.

>Luckily, being six foot tall gave you a perfect sight of your soon-to-be lover.

>Everypony, you included, was throwing flowers at the chariot in appreciation for the solar goddess.

>Pfft, amateurs.

>You had prepared yourself for this.

>It'd cost you quite a few bits and Roseluck had to order them in from out of town, but you managed to get your hands on a beautiful bouquet of Solar Roses.

>These flowers were named after the princess herself and they most certainly matched her in beauty.

>Long white roses with faint rose stripes in them...

>How could she not love you after receiving such a beautiful gift?

"Princess! Princess!" you shout, whilst jumping up and down.

>Some of the ponies gave you annoyed looks.

>Screw them, soon enough you'd be living in the royal castle.

>The princess turns towards you and gives you a smile knocking you off your feet.

>You throw the bouquet at her.

>Unfortunately for you, the bouquet weighed just a bit more than the single flowers you'd been throwing at her.

>It smacks her in the face and for a moment, the entirety of the town becomes quiet and everypony turns to look at you.

>Shit.

>Luckily enough, the princess quickly regains her composure and takes her former position in the chariot again.

>She stares at you with a cold gaze before she signals the guards to move on with the chariot.

>No stress, Anon.

>You could still fix this.

 

>A short while later, the parade had come to a stop at the shrine that had been build for the ritual raising of the sun.

>The princess had left the chariot and mounted the stage to speak to her loyal subjects.

>"My dearest subjects, I thank you all," she looks at you specifically when saying that," for such a warm, warm welcome."

>"If there are no further objections, I will now begin the ritual raising of the sun," she chuckles.

"I OBJECT!" you shout out, earning you the attention of the entire town once more.

"Uhm... I mean... I'd like to.. uhm... I prepared something for you, Princess."

>"Oh..."

>She smiles once more, though it seems a bit pained.

>"Well... I'd be pleased if you'd show us, Anonymous."

"Ready, Pinkie?"

>"Ready, Nonny!"

>Out of nowhere, she donned herself a guitar and began playing

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E11YVjBcbqo

>You weren't going to question how she played the guitar, much less where she even pulled it from in the first place.

>You had to focus on the lines you'd been rehearsing for the past few days.

 

"Hey there baby, whatcha doin' tonight?

I don't wanna drink and I don't wanna fight

Now we're together, I got something to say

And it won't come out in the usual way"

 

>By now, the entire town was already giving you the stink-eye.

>Screw them, no way back now!

 

"You can turn me on at your will and you're so willing now

It's like we've just begun

You keep turning me on"

 

>Somewhere in the background you hear a mare shouting "Oh, the horror! The horror!"

>Pfft, drama-queens.

 

"You say you wanna do it in a public place

You keep turning me on

Out in the park or in outer space

You keep turning me on

 

Cops and robbers up against the wall

Janitor's closet in the back of the mall

Tied to a table wearing nothing at all

You keep turning me on

 

There's no weird way to be with you

And I'm so glad I found you

It's not the only reason

You keep turning me on"

 

>At this point, half of the town had left in disgust.

>The other half had fainted or were feverishly blushing.

 

"You're like the wind blows

You're like the grass grows

As the river flows

Like a mother knows

 

You knew it right from the start

You were my secret heart

You riled me up to sing

And got me pissed at everything

With a heart so cold

Though I'm growing old

You've me by the soul

And I'll do what I'm told

Because you bang my gong

Yeah, you keep turning me on

 

Thinking of you when I'm by myself

You keep turning me on

I know you're out with someone else

You keep turning me on

 

You're such a bitch when you're in heat

Taking all comers and not being discreet

You're a big liar, and you're lying to me

You keep turning me on

 

I don't care who, or where you been, or what you did

You're with me now

All your mad tirades and the games you play

Doesn't matter, 'cause I love you anyway

 

I'm so happy and I wanted to say

That you keep turning me on

You keep turning me on

You keep turning me on

You keep turning me on

You keep turning me on

Night and day

You keep turning me on

You keep turning me on"

 

>Loudly panting, you put the microphone down.

>You were absolutely exhausted.

>You hopefully look up and-

>You saw the princess walking away from you in disgust, making an effort to stomp her hooves as loudly as she could.

>You hang your head down.

>You'd failed.

>Your entire plan... Days and days of preparation

>All for naught.

>You feel a hoof lifting your head and before you even understand what was going on, you felt a warm, moist sensation on your lips.

>Pulling back in shock, you see a dark-blue alicorn standing in front of you.

"Princess Luna?!"

>She silences you by placing her hoof on your lips.

>"Thine tale accompanied by these rhythmic melodies..."

>"They have rekindled the fires of passion we deemed buried in the past..."

>You look at her from top to bottom and shrug.

>Hey, at least it was still a princess.

>Today was a sloppy seconds kind of day.

 

 

 

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For AiE thread 666

Posted by CYOA_AiE:

 

To all writers in AiE I'd like to challenge you all to write a story about Anon and whichever ponies at a campfire telling ghost stories. Anon can tell them about ghost stories from back home and they can tell him their ghost stories. I'd LIKE to see what you guys would write for "The Headless Horse" back story since it was never really told in the show.

 

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>Day number of the beast in Equestria.

>You are Anonymous.

>And you are sweating.

>A lot.

>Your shirt sticks to your skin and you reek worse than Dash after one of her work-outs.

>Or just like Dash in general for that matter.

>Seriously, that mare needs a bath.

>Unfortunately, your dislike of Rainbow's natural odor only distracts you from the load on your back for a short while.

>You groan as you begin to march uphill.

"Fucking ponies," you mutter to yourself.

>"Did ya say somethin', Anon?" a southern drawl asks.

"No, AJ. Wasn't me."

 

>"Oh, Anonymous, dear, I'm certain if I speak for all of us when I thank you for carrying our camping gear."

"Yeah... sure... whatever, Rarity," you pant in between raspy breaths.

>Half of the stuff on the cart you were pulling belonged to Fashion Marshmallow herself.

>Why couldn't they all just pack like you?

>Two bottles of cheep booze and a pillow.

>Seriously, it's a camping trip...

>What else could you possibly need?

 

>At this point, you're certain that your face matches the surface of the sun quite closely in both color and temperature.

>It's not like you offered yourself as a packing mule.

>It was a simple case of drawing the shortest straw.

>Though you were still certain Dash had cheated her way out.

"Lazy dyke."

>"Now I know I heard ya say somethin', sugarcube," Applejack says whilst turning around.

>Fuck, did you say that out loud?

>You shrug.

>Dash -is- a lazy dyke.

"Must've been a bird, AJ."

>She looks at you intently before just shrugging it off as well and returning her attention to the road ahead.

>She probably knew you were lying, but this incinerating heat must be starting to get to her as well.

 

>You keep marching deeper and deeper into the forest with Rainbow Dash leading the way.

"Are... we... there yet...?" you wheeze out.

>Your throat was dryer than the Sahara dessert or whatever equivalent these ponies had for it.

>"No, we're almost there, dude," Dash replies, swooping in the air and fluttering right in front of you, almost as if to mock you.

>You throw her your dirtiest glare but considering the fact that you're baring a lot of resemblance with a tomato right now, it probably didn't came across as intimidating as you were hoping for.

 

>Luckily enough, Cyan Speedy was right and after about five minutes of marching through hell, you finally reached the campsite.

>An open clearing, right next to a stream of water.

>You drop the cart with a precise amount of zero fucks given.

"Unload it yourself, I'm going to sit in the creek for a bit."

 

>You take of your shoes and step into the water.

"AAahhhhhh~"

>You let out a content sigh as the cool water flows past and underneath your aching feet.

>The water barely reaches your knees, so you decide to sit down in the stream for a moment and catch your breath.

>Not even half a second after you had made yourself comfortable, an ear-piercing shriek reverberates through the entirety of the forest.

>"ANONYMOUS! What do you think you are doing?! Those are silk shorts and I'll have you know that―"

>You dunk your head under water, literally drowning out Rarity's whining.

>You could not deal with this right now.

"Goddamn ponies," you curse them once more, safe under the embrace of the water.

>A couple of bubbles filled with profanity make their way to the surface.

 

>When you burst through the surface of the water again, Rarity had already stopped her complaining.

>You thank whatever god is looming over you for that.

>Probably Celestia.

"Thanks Sunbutt, I owe you one," you say, giving the sun a wink.

>"Gosh darnit, Anon, will ya stop talking to yerself already?"

>Oops.

>

 

>A few hours later, you were all sat around a campfire.

>As cliches order you to do so, you were all roasting marshmallows on a stick.

>And sloshing booze.

>You were all doing that as well.

>AJ and RD were already leaning against each other for support and Rarity had a faint blush on her cheeks.

>You look at her.

>Then at the stick she was holding.

>Then back at her.

>"Anonymous, dear, whatever is *hic* the matter?" she asks with a bit of a slur in her voice.

"I... I don't know. I-Isn't this like cannibalism to you?" you ask, already too far gone to care about social restrictions.

>Heh, as if you had them in the first place.

 

>She looks at you, confusion clearly readable on her face.

>"Is this one of your human things again, Anon?"

"Yeah, sure, let's call it that."

 

>"Alright, you guys," Rainbow suddenly speaks up, "I've got an idea."

"Hope you didn't hurt yourself to much with that."

>You look to your side to see Rarity having trouble to contain her snickering.

>"Oh haha, hilarious, Anon. No, really, we're not just going to sit here and drink all night, are we?"

"I dunno, that sounds pretty good to me... What'd you had in mind, Speedy?"

>"Legend has it that this very forest is the home of an ancient spirit..." she begins her tale.

"Ooh! Spooky stories, count me in! Alright Dash, show me what you've got," you say before taking a large gulp from your bottle.

>"Okay then," she smirks, "I hope you've brought some fresh underwear, Anon."

>"This is the tale of the Headless Horse."

 

>"This story goes back a long, long time. Over a thousand years ago, when Nightmare Moon was still on her rise to power."

>"Back in those days, a village used to stand on this very forest."

>"A village like any other. It might as well have been Ponyville for that matter..."

>"Princess Luna had grown sick and tired of people worshiping her sister and completely neglecting her efforts."

>"And she was not the only one... Hushed whispers traveled through the town of ponies gathering at night."

>"Nopony knew what they were doing, but it couldn't be any good."

>"What could be happening at those gatherings that they required the veil of darkness to cover them?"

>"And so, one night, the loyal subjects of the solar princess decided to stay awake throughout the night to see if any of the rumors were true."

>"Hours and hours of observation had passed and nopony had seen anything unusual."

>"All, but one."

>"A stallion, who's name now long lost in the ages, saw dimmed light burning through the windows of a house on the edge of the town."

>"He know he should go alert the rest of the town about this, but his curiosity got the best of him."

>"And so, he sneaked towards the house and listened to the voices through the window."

>"And the things he heard..."

>"The rumors had spoken of groups of ponies worshiping the night but what he heard was far, far worse..."

>"Inside, plans were being discussed about how they would assassinate the princess of the day and how the night eternal could begin."

>"His devotion towards the solar ruler got the best of him and he stormed into the house."

>"He was outnumbered and overpowered but he did not go down without a fight."

>"He bucked and he bit and he struggled..."

>"He did all that lied within his reach to stop the heresy."

>"And not without success."

>"When they finally were able to tie him down, they all looked down on the body of a unicorn with a shade of dark blue."

>"The silence that hung in the air did not bode well..."

>"A soft muttering began among the group of night-dwellers and though he could not hear what was being said, the tone in which they spoke was undeniable the same."

>"Fear. They were terrified. Whether it be of the stallion himself, or of what he had done, he did not know."

>"But they were absolutely struck with a paralyzing fear."

>"After a while of hushed muttering, eventually one of them spoke up saying that "she would tell her"..."

>"Not a minute after that, a piercing light filled the room."

>"The princess of the night herself had come to witness the sights."

>"When she saw the body of the stallion lying in a puddle of blood, she broke down in hysterical sobbing."

>"Some say the pleadings sounds of her weeping would be enough to drive any being insane."

>"The stallion that had been struck was no less than royalty."

>"It is said, that on that night, just for the tiniest of moments, the moon itself turned jet black."

>"Some are still convinced that that was the very moment were Princess Luna lost herself and turned into Nightmare Moon."

>"Mad with the grief of her lost lover, the Princess lashed out her anger on the stallion."

>"She buried her horn through his skull and tore of his head and in his last moments of consciousness, he heard himself being cursed."

>"UNTIL THOU COMPLY TO NIGHT ETERNAL, THOU WILL SUFFER AN ETERNITY OF DAMNATION! I BOUND THEE TO THIS VILLAGE, OH MORTAL ONE, UNTIL THY LEARNED THE GRIEVE WE WILL LIVE THROUGH UNTIL THE END OF TIME!"

>"And so, the legend of the headless horse came to be."

>"The clopping of his hooves loudly resounding through the streets at night..."

 

 

"Wait... That's it? For real? That's a little kids' tale, Dash. If that's true, why doesn't Luna just lift the curse now?"

>"Yeah, pffft," she blows a raspberry, "as if you've got anything better..."

>You intertwine your fingers and loudly crack the joints.

"Well alright then, Dash, because you asked so politely I'll tell you a real horror story..."

 

"Once, there was a man... uhm, a pony, yeah..."

"Once, there was a pony hiking through the woods, who, after a long day walking, was in the middle of an immense forest. One much like this."

"It was getting dark, and he had lost his way hours ago. So, he decided to just keeping walking in one direction hoping to come across a road or something."

"After what seemed like hours, he came across a cabin in a small clearing. Realizing how dark it had grown, he decided to see if he could stay there for the night."

"He approached, and found that the door was left unlocked. Nobody was inside. The hiker lied down on the single bed, deciding to explain himself to the owner in the morning."

"As he looked around the inside of the cabin, he was surprised to see the walls adorned by several portraits, all painted in incredible detail."

"Without exception, they appeared to be staring down at him, their features twisted into looks of hatred and malice. Staring back, he grew increasingly uncomfortable."

"Trying his best to ignore the many hateful faces, he turned to face the wall, and exhausted, he fell into a restless sleep."

>You halt a bit, building up a dramatic pause.

"The next morning, the pony awoke — he turned, blinking in unexpected sunlight."

"Looking up, he discovered that the cabin had no portraits."

"Only windows."

 

>"Pfffftt, t-that's it? That wasn't scary, Anon," Dash boasts.

"Really? Why is your wing wrapped around AJ, then?" you chuckle.

>She blushes deeply, quickly retracting her wing from AJ's back.

 

>AJ stands up and stretches out.

>"Alright y'all, ah'm calling it a day here."

>Dash quickly follows in her wake.

>"Yeah, I'm going to hit the hay too. C-Can I crash in your tent, AJ?"

>"As long as ya don't snore too much, sugarcube..."

>And with that, the party of four had halved in size.

 

"So, just you and me left, Marshmallow."

>"You know, Anon..."

>She scoots right next to you and gazes at you with half-lidded eyes.

>"I really didn't like you ruining those shorts I made for you..."

>She puts one of her hooves on your upper leg and softly begins stroking it up and down.

>"Perhaps you should take them off so I can inspect them for damage..."

>Her hoof now comes dangerously close to your private area.

>Your member was already fully prepared for action.

>You'd never considered Rarity to be the one for a quick tumble in the hay but you weren't about to complain...

>Quickly, you rise to your feet and pull down your pants, exposing yourself to the fashionista.

>Her horn shimmers as she levitates the shorts off.

 

>Then she turns around and walks closer to the fire.

>"Hmmm, the fabric seems fine and my stitching of course—"

"Ahem," you cough, trying to regain her attention.

>She turns around, now face to face with your throbbing manhood.

>You waste no time and grab her muzzle, placing it over your erection.

>She looks up at you in shock with your member still firmly placed in her mouth.

>Then she shrugs and begins to bob her head up and down.

"Aw yeah, gurl"

 

>Today was a 'went better than I expected this morning' day.

 

 

 

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Posted anonymously:

 

Shitty one-shot idea

 

>Ponies discover Anon

>Anon is so spergtastic that he is too nervous to speak

>Anon also has Irritable Bowel Syndrome.

>This condition is compounded by his nervous nature

>He tries to speak for the first time, but farts instead

>Everyone is at first shocked, until they think that's how he communicates

>Suddenly everyone farts or makes farting noises when talking to him

>Anon tries desperately to tell them that he can talk, but the spaghetti is strong with this one

>Continuously farts

>The ponies think he's strange, but still like him regardless.

 

 

Then comes the meeting with the princesses

 

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>Day flatulence in Requestria

>You are Anon

>And right now, you're ordering a double BigMac with extra fries

>Or that's what you're trying at least

>If only you weren't such a social cripple

>"Have you made your mind up yet, sir?" the black lady from behind the counter asks

"I-uhm- I-I-..."

>You were beginning to sweat, you knees shaking underneath the pressure

>Why was this always so hard for you?

>So many things to chose from...

>Oh no, did that lady behind you just sigh?

>Oh God, they're all looking at you

>You can feel their eyes burning straight into the very core of your being

>Your heartrate begins to spike

 

>Calm down, Anon

>Deep breaths

>Just articulate clearly

"I w-w-"

>"Out with it, kid!" she suddenly barks at you

"Aaaaaah"

>Flailing your arms wildly, you run toward the toilet stalls

>Slamming the door shut behind you, you lock yourself in one of the stalls

>Your intestines rumble in discomfort

>Oh, it hurt so bad

>Stress always worked itself out on your stomache

"Aagghhhh"

>Groaning in pain, you clutch your stomach

>You sit there in the stall, folded over, waiting for the pain to subdue

>Maybe some cold water on your face would make you feel a bit better

>Hesitantly opening the stalldoor, you step outside and towards the faucet

>What you failed to notice was the fact that one of your shoelaces had become untied

>Stepping on the remainder of the lace, you lose your balance only to stumble forward where your face becomes intimate with the sink

>You fall to the floor, the buzzing noise of the TL-light slowly fading away as you lose conscience

>...

 

>Slowly, your vision begins to come back to you

>Wearily blinking your eyes, you begin to take in your surroundings

>This... This wasn't McDonalds.

>Sitting up straight, you note that your surrounded by lush greenery all around

>A forest?

>How the hell did you end up in a forest?

>Well... sitting here and waiting wasn't going to bring any answers

>Getting up, you begin walking in a direction chosen at random

>After all, what's the worst that could happen?

>...

 

>"Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh"

>How the hell did you end up here of all places, Anon?

>When you'd reached the edge of the forest, you saw a small town in the distance

>As you made your way over there, you began to take in several things

>The houses were quite small here, first of all

>And where were all the people?

>But that wasn't exactly what worried you

>What /did/ worry you however, was the pink pony screaming right in front of you

>Yes.

>That is exactly what it sounds like.

>A pink pony

>Talking

>To you

"Mmmhhhhh~" you try to stiffle the moans of pain

>Your bowels felt like they were on fire

>Why? Why did this have to happen to you of all people?

>"I've never seen anything like you before! And I know everypony in town! My name's Pinkie Pie, what's yours?"

>Oh god, the words

>It seemed as if she wouldn't stop talking

>Wait, did she just ask your name?

>Well, there's no harm in answering her, right?

>But then you recall the sassy black lady from MacDonalds yelling at you

>Oh no

>There was a familiar pressure building in your rear

>Please, if there is a God out there don't--

*PFFFTTTTT*

>There was no stopping this cloud of gas from escaping your bowels

>Your face matched the color of the sun rather closely

>The pony's face scrunches up

>Oh no, she'd make you the laughing stock of this entire place

>"Oh! PPFFBBLLRRRTTTT," she mimicks by blowing a raspberry, "that's a really cool name!"

>"Come on, PFFBLRRTTT! I'm going to introduce you to my friends!"

>Before you could tell her your real name, she was dragging you along through town

>Well... It's not like you /needed/ to correct her, right?

>Maybe you could just stay quiet for a while

>Your bowels sure seemed to appreciate that thought

 

 

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Posted by Gadget:

 

You are Anonymous in Equestria.

You are forced to spend a whole week with your least favorite pony with a speaking role. How would you make it bearable.

You cannot leave, ignore, or abuse the pony.

 

Now write a one/multiple post story about it.

 

 

Well, it's sort of mandatory to hate Fluttershy, right?

 

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>Something warm and wet assaults your toes, bringing forth a slightly tickling sensation.

"Oh, Rarity, I didn't know you were into -that-," you softly moan.

>You weren't expecting to be woken up like this, but you certainly weren't about to complain.

>The ministrations on your foot halt and a weight takes place onto your chest.

>Puckering your lips, you lean forward to kiss the most pristine mare in all of Equestria.

>Slowly opening your eyes, the first rays of sunlight begin to edge into your peripheral vision.

>Your vision clears itself just in time to see a large, dripping wet tongue drag itself over your face.

 

"AH GODDAMNIT!"

>Shoving the dog out of bed, you yell at the top of your lungs.

"Fluttershy, keep your goddamn stinking animals out of my room!"

>Well, technically it was her room.

>But your house got destroyed by the latest parasprite infection, so she had to take you in.

>When you receive no reply, you wildly flail your limbs around until your blanket falls off the bed.

>Not bothering to put on any underwear, you march down the stairs and into the kitchen.

>Aha, there was the culprit!

>Feeding her animals...

>You had no doubt in mind that she was plotting her next devious scheme.

"Fluttershy!"

>Her body tenses up and she falls to the floor, not moving a single muscle upon impact.

>Aha, the 'fainting goat' maneuver.

>She'd try to pull that stunt one too many times on you now.

"I thought I told you to keep your animals out of my room."

>No reply.

>She was playing hard today.

"Oh... You're 'unconscious', huh?"

>You even did the little air-quotes.

"Okay, I get it..."

"Guess you won't mind me playing with Angel Bunny then, will you?"

>He was always her favorite. She'd certainly react to that.

>Before the rabbit could go anywhere, you'd already snatched him by the ears and lifted him up so that he was eye-to-eye with you.

>Still no response from Fluttershy.

>Okay, time to step this up a notch.

"Guess you won't mind me -petting- Angel then either, right?"

>If that didn't got her to respond...

>You softly begin to stroke his fur.

>In return, he stops squirming around in your arms.

>Goddamnit, why wasn't she doing anything?

>Trying to figure out what to do next, you kept petting the small rabbit in your arms.

>Huh...

>He was actually kind of nice when he wasn't acting up.

>And so soft too. Then again, he got bathed three times a day.

>His fur softly tickled the nerve-endings on your fingers.

>He seemed to enjoy your affection as well as he leaned in on your touch.

"We both got to suffer from her, don't we?" you ask your newfound friend.

>He rubs his head against your hand in reply.

>You had to admit, you kinda regret not having done this earlier.

>He was so soft. And cuddly. And warm.

>Looking down, you shamefully note that you're sporting quite the erection.

 

>But you just woke up!

>That's normal. You're not weird or anything.

>Angel too seems to have taken notice of your enlarged member.

>Despite how you'd expected him to react, he doesn't seem perturbed in the slightest.

>If anything, he seems... excited at the sight.

>He suddenly breaks the contact with your hand and hops down on your lap.

"Wow there, little buddy. I think we shou—"

>That sentence never got finished on the account of a small rabit dryhumping your shaft.

"Wow! What do you think you're—"

>He certainly seemed to find it enjoyable to interrupt you.

>You can't suppress a small gasp as his small tongue began lapping at your glans.

>Okay, rational thoughts, Anon.

>A small bunny is sexually getting you off whilst his owner is blacked out next to you.

>And yet the only thing that seems to register is how -amazing- he is at this.

>You throw your head back in your neck and let loose a moan you didn't even realize you were holding back.

"Don't stop... Please, don't stop..." you moan out.

>Far sooner than you were willing to admit, the throbbing of your member increased and you know you were close to release.

>Angel as well seemed to take note of this and stopped his oral ministrations.

>Looking down, you see him crawling his way up your abdomen, only to lower himself down slowly moments later.

>He wasn't...

>Lifting his little pompon tail up, he comes to rest with his sphincter softly pressing against your member.

>You gulp audibly, unsure of what to do next.

>Angel decides to take matters into his own paws as he begins to lower himself on you even further.

>The sensation you felt was indescribable.

>Despite the fact that he could barely fit a third of your length inside him, you'd never felt heavenly bliss like this before.

>Gently, you give a small thrust upwards with your hips, causing him to squeak in reply.

>He quickly regains his composure though as he begins to press back against you again.

>His incredible tightness, combined with the soft pulsation of his warm innards stimulating you brought you towards your climax again in no time.

>Just before you could feel yourself about to burst, you throw your head back and let out a guttural moan.

>The pressure became overbearing and with one final thrust upwards, you filled up Angel Bunny with shot after shot of your seed.

>Loudly panting, you ride out the high that your orgasm had brought forth.

>With a plopping noise, Angel Bunny lifted himself of your member and jumped on the floor.

>Seemingly ignoring you, he skips towards a small hole in the wall.

>Raising his tail, he looks back at you over his shoulder and gives you a wink.

>At the same time, his sphincter clenches and a small drop of your semen drips onto the floor.

>He skips into the hole, leaving you to sit there in the kitchen, cum dripping from the tip of your rod onto the floor, an unconscious Fluttershy still lying next to you.

>Shaking your head in disbelief, you walk back upstairs.

>You needed a goddamn shower.

 

You never said I couldn't abuse their pets...