Title:           A long hard night
Author:          WallMixer
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/VHrVxU9f
First Edit:      Tuesday 27th of December 2016 09:52:19 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 22nd of January 2017 10:16:39 PM CDT

>you are on /mlp/
>You wish you could be the little mare
>"Who's dick do I have to suck to become a pony?"
>You hit post
>Hours pass
>You don't get an answer
>You go to bed in disappointment
>you fall asleep thinking of how much your miserable existence could improve if you where the cute little pony
>you are woken up by a light in your face
>you try to sit up, but find that something is holding you down
>your eyes adjust to the light, and you realize that it's your phone
>whoever is doing this pulled up PTG and highlighted your post
>You realize that no one is holding your phone
>"Fuck, even in my dreams I can't be the little pony"
>someone chuckles off to your side
>You turn your head and see a dark blue unicorn standing next to your bed
>"Wrong on both counts. You are not dreaming, and you can become a cute little pony"
>"Really? You’re going to turn me into a pony?"
>He gives you a grin
>"Why yes, and I'll answer your original question. you have to suck my dick to become a pony"
>You think for a moment...
>"Will I be a mare?"
>"Yes"
>"I'm in, no homo"
>"excellent" He says as he climbs on to your bed
>He props his hooves on your head board
>His long equine shaft hangs in front of your face
>"Open wide"
>You open your mouth obediently
>You feel your head pulled upward as he lowers his groin into your face
>you wrap you lips around his cock and begin to suck
>you feel the member harden as it is pressed deeper into your throat
>By the time your chin touches his balls he has gained at least three inches and is now rock hard
>You choke and sputter as the shaft of flesh cuts off your air supply
>"mmmh, Trouble breathing?"
>He Laughs as he back out, he stops when you can just barely suck air past his horsecock
>"well, now that your warmed up lets pick up the pace"
>He jams down hard, at the same time your head is pulled upward
>His cock descends deep inside of you, your mind is starved for Oxygen
>You start to black out when he suddenly pulls back, this time to your mouth
>"Still having trouble, don't worry you'll get used to it. Catch your breath, but don't stop sucking"
>You inhale trough your nose, catching a big whiff of horsecock with every breath you take
>You suck on the tip of his dick, working your tongue around his flare
>You can taste the salty drops of pre emanating from his urethra
>You can feel your tongue changing, becoming larger and less muscular
>as you run your tongue under his shaft you notice that your canines have flattened
>The sent of a large stallion in your face was becoming harder to resist
>You pull your head up taking his cock as far into you as you can
>Your muzzle bumps into his crotch and you immediately drop your head back down stopping just as the tip exits your throat
>You pump your head up and down as fast as you can
>Your entire body tingles as your new fur grows
>You feel your fingers and toes fuse together
>Your arms and legs grow shorter as a tale begins to grow under your flank
>you moan with pleasure as you own dick recess into you
>finally he shoots his hot load down your throat
>Your body shudders as the effects shoots through it
>what’s left of your hands and feet quickly meld into hooves
>You feel the joints rearrange and your legs spread wide into the air
>the tip of your dick, now sticking out of a mostly formed horsepussy shoots off one last goodbye ejaculation before becoming your new clit
>you drop your head on to the pillow
>he backs himself off of the head board as you try to catch your breath
>You look up at him smiling
>"well, want to try to make two little ponies tonight?" you ask him with a wink
>"I'd love to"
>You open your legs as wide as they can go
>You feel his tip pushing past your new set of lips
>Just then I hear my alarm going off
>You open your eyes
>Damn it, your all alone
>You roll out of bed and look around
>where is that darn... what were you looking for
>You turn to the alarm clock on the nightstand and tap it
>You shake your head "another boring day, in my boring life, alone."
>You check your reflection in the mirror
>You have bed mane, great
>You hold the brush in your hoof and try to turn your mane into something somepony would find acceptable
>you look at the book you have propped up on the night stand
>"How to have a Little Pony"
>You sigh
>Why did stallions have to be so hard to come by?