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Living With Colgate: A Sticky Situation

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>If it weren’t for the perpetual freezing temperatures of winter, you would feel like years had passed since you came to live with Colgate.
>You’ve really settled in here.
>It took no time at all for the two-story thatched roof house you share with her to truly start feeling like home.
>The place is warm and comfortable, and always smells minty fresh like the pony it belongs to.
>It goes without saying that /Colgate/ is another significant factor in sharing a house with Colgate.
>She’s your best friend, a mare that was there for you when no one else was.
>In a town teeming with ponies who couldn’t care less about your presence in Equestria, she was the one exception.
>You met on a snowy street outside of Ponyville Central Park.
>Her shiny blue eyes stood out amidst the chaos, fixed on you while the rest of the crowd kept their eyes glued to the pavement.
>She was fascinated by you, and you by her.
>One thing led to another, and before the day was finished the pair of you were roommates.
>Now, just over one month later, you’re inseparable.
>Literally.
>On this morning, you wake up to find Colgate’s hoof superglued to your crotch.
>No, not the crotch of your nightclothes. Her front left leg is tucked into your waistband, and stuck to your body with an excessive amount of glue.
>”I HATE to wake you, Annie, but….”
>You can only look from Colgate to her hoof, and back again, completely lost for words as you pull yourself into an upright position in bed.
>It’s a bit of a struggle to process the situation, much less respond to it.
>She’s giggles nervously in a feeble attempt to break the tension, while wrenching her hoof backwards in an equally feeble attempt to break the literal tension.
>Unsurprisingly, she fails and it hurts like hell.
>”D-don’t be mad! This isn’t what it looks like.”
“HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?”
>”Don’t worry! I can explain!”
>She pauses, her eyes darting around the room.
>You raise an eyebrow.
>”Promise you won’t be angry?”
“No.”
>”I did it on purpose.”
“WHAT?”
>”Are you angry? You said you wouldn’t be! You swore to me! You made a blood oath, you heretic!”
“YOUR HOOF IS GLUED TO MY MAN PARTS!”
>”Well, THAT part was an accident! I just wanted to be glued to you!”
>You try to calm your breathing.
“I’m not going to question any of this anymore. Just PLEASE tell me you have a way to undo this. Please.”
>Colgate bites her lip.
>”It’s magic superglue, Anon. It’s, um… It’s designed to… vanish after… 24 hours.”
“Fuck if I’m waiting that long. We’re going to Twilight’s. Now. And there’s no way I’m going out on the street like this.”
>”Understood!”
>You clench your teeth, preparing mentally and physically for the teleport.
>In only a few short minutes, you’re standing before Twilight in her library, who thankfully claims to know a glue-dissolving spell.
>You pull down the front of your pants as much as you can while trying to maintain some small amount of dignity.
>Twilight lowers her head and touches her horn to the spot where you and Colgate are connected, closing her eyes while the sparkly glow of her magic envelopes the area.
“Careful, now!”
>The purple unicorn, confident in her magical abilities, just rolls her eyes at you.
>The mass of glue starts to bubble before your eyes, moving and reshaping itself, but instead of freeing itself from your nether regions, the blob just re-solidifies with Twilight’s horn in the mix.
>”You have got to be kidding me.”
>Before you can stop her, Twilight jerks her head backwards.
>Of course, the magic glue does not let go, and you all topple over each other onto the floor.
>The three of you are now all fused together, and laying on top of each other in the most uncomfortable position imaginable.
>You can only hope no children are watching.
>”Um, Colgate? What kind of glue is this?” Twilight asks, with a hint of uneasiness.
>”Magic superglue!”
>”Magic superglue?” Twilight shouts. “Where in Equestria did you get magic superglue?”
>”Shh, this is a library.” Colgate reminds her.
>”It’s just that, this stuff is VERY illegal. It was supposed to have all been destroyed a thousand years ago. The creation of this substance requires some seriously powerful dark-magic.”
>”Oh, Twilight, stop. You’re making me blush!”
>You’re finding the librarian’s tone during this conversation extremely unsettling; you’re almost afraid to ask.
“What’s so bad about magic superglue? It will let go after 24 hours, right Colgate?”
>”Oh, yeah!” Twilight says hysterically. “It will let us go… IF IT DECIDES TO! Until the glue makes a conscious decision to unstick us, we’re stuck!”
>Upon hearing this, you are filled with a burning rage, but you’re in too much of a vulnerable position to be starting any fights.
“…Is this true, Colgate?”
>”Welll, I can’t one-hundred-percent guarantee we won’t be stuck like this forever, but that wasn’t my intent, I promise!”
>Her ensuing innocent grin is accompanied by a squeaky noise like a dog’s chew toy.
>Twilight calls for her assistant, who falls onto the floor laughing at your circumstance and takes lots pictures before finally agreeing to help.
>”Spike!” Twilight says angrily. “Can you please put away that camera and fetch me my old copy of ‘Embarrassing Ancient Ailments and Surprisingly Sticky Substances: Volume 3’?”
>”Surprisingly sticky? Is that the one you keep hidden under your bed?”
>”NO! It’s on the shelf over there between volumes 2 and 4!”
>The baby dragon pushes a ladder over to a very tall bookshelf and climbs to the top.
>He reads aloud as he scans through the dusty spines. “Embarrassing Alicorn Accidents, Embarrassing Anatomy… Here! ‘Embarrassing Ancient whatever and blah blah Sticky Substances’ by Prancer the Premature.”
>He takes the thick volume from its place on the shelf and places it on the floor between your legs so Twilight can read it.
>You can feel your patience slipping away while she reads.
>The room is silent except for your foot tapping and the occasional turning of a page.
“Well?! How do we get rid of this shit?”
>Twilight brings a purple hoof to her face and lets out an exasperated sigh.
>”Anon, we appear to have only two options. The glue can only be dissolved with dragon-fire it seems…”
>Colgate blinks.
“What’s the second option?”
>”Well, we can still wait to see if the glue lets us go after 24 hours like Colgate claims.”
>Colgate makes eye contact and gives you a toothy smile.
>“You can handle being attached to me for 24 hours, right Anon?”
>You look from Colgate, her hoof tucked into your pants, to Twilight, whose horn is also firmly attached to you.
>The decision is easy.
“Spike! Torch my junk!”
>Princess Celestia sits in her bedchamber, sipping a hot cup of tea and enjoying some smutty romantic fiction.
>The last thing she was expecting was a delivery from Spike in Ponyville, but something materializes above her nonetheless.
>It is a thick blob of magic glue, which falls out of the air and permanently attaches itself to her ass.

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>If it weren’t for the perpetual freezing temperatures of winter, you would feel like years had passed since you came to live with Colgate.
>You’ve really settled in here.
>It took no time at all for the two-story thatched roof house you share with her to truly start feeling like home.
>The place is warm and comfortable, and always smells minty fresh like the pony it belongs to.
>It goes without saying that /Colgate/ is another significant factor in sharing a house with Colgate.
>She’s your best friend, a mare that was there for you when no one else was.
>In a town teeming with ponies who couldn’t care less about your presence in Equestria, she was the one exception.

>You met on a snowy street outside of Ponyville Central Park.
>Her shiny blue eyes stood out amidst the chaos, fixed on you while the rest of the crowd kept their eyes glued to the pavement.
>She was fascinated by you, and you by her.
>One thing led to another, and before the day was finished the pair of you were roommates.

>Now, just over one month later, you’re inseparable.
>Literally.
>On this morning, you wake up to find Colgate’s hoof superglued to your crotch.
>No, not the crotch of your nightclothes. Her front left leg is tucked into your waistband, and stuck to your body with an excessive amount of glue.

>”I HATE to wake you, Annie, but….”
>You can only look from Colgate to her hoof, and back again, completely lost for words as you pull yourself into an upright position in bed.
>It’s a bit of a struggle to process the situation, much less respond to it.
>She’s giggles nervously in a feeble attempt to break the tension, while wrenching her hoof backwards in an equally feeble attempt to break the literal tension.
>Unsurprisingly, she fails and it hurts like hell.
>”D-don’t be mad! This isn’t what it looks like.”
“HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?”
>”Don’t worry! I can explain!”
>She pauses, her eyes darting around the room.
>You raise an eyebrow.
>”Promise you won’t be angry?”
“No.”
>”I did it on purpose.”
“WHAT?”
>”Are you angry? You said you wouldn’t be! You swore to me! You made a blood oath, you heretic!”
“YOUR HOOF IS GLUED TO MY MAN PARTS!”
>”Well, THAT part was an accident! I just wanted to be glued to you!”
>You try to calm your breathing.
“I’m not going to question any of this anymore. Just PLEASE tell me you have a way to undo this. Please.”
>Colgate bites her lip.
>”It’s magic superglue, Anon. It’s, um… It’s designed to… vanish after… 24 hours.”
“Fuck if I’m waiting that long. We’re going to Twilight’s. Now. And there’s no way I’m going out on the street like this.”
>”Understood!”
>You clench your teeth, preparing mentally and physically for the teleport.

>In only a few short minutes, you’re standing before Twilight in her library, who thankfully claims to know a glue-dissolving spell.
>You pull down the front of your pants as much as you can while trying to maintain some small amount of dignity.
>Twilight lowers her head and touches her horn to the spot where you and Colgate are connected, closing her eyes while the sparkly glow of her magic envelopes the area.
“Careful, now!”
>The purple unicorn, confident in her magical abilities, just rolls her eyes at you.
>The mass of glue starts to bubble before your eyes, moving and reshaping itself, but instead of freeing itself from your nether regions, the blob just re-solidifies with Twilight’s horn in the mix.
>”You have got to be kidding me.”
>Before you can stop her, Twilight jerks her head backwards.
>Of course, the magic glue does not let go, and you all topple over each other onto the floor.
>The three of you are now all fused together, and laying on top of each other in the most uncomfortable position imaginable.
>You can only hope no children are watching.
>”Um, Colgate? What kind of glue is this?” Twilight asks, with a hint of uneasiness.
>”Magic superglue!”
>”Magic superglue?” Twilight shouts. “Where in Equestria did you get magic superglue?”
>”Shh, this is a library.” Colgate reminds her.
>”It’s just that, this stuff is VERY illegal. It was supposed to have all been destroyed a thousand years ago. The creation of this substance requires some seriously powerful dark-magic.”
>”Oh, Twilight, stop. You’re making me blush!”
>You’re finding the librarian’s tone during this conversation extremely unsettling; you’re almost afraid to ask.
“What’s so bad about magic superglue? It will let go after 24 hours, right Colgate?”
>”Oh, yeah!” Twilight says hysterically. “It will let us go… IF IT DECIDES TO! Until the glue makes a conscious decision to unstick us, we’re stuck!”
>Upon hearing this, you are filled with a burning rage, but you’re in too much of a vulnerable position to be starting any fights.
“…Is this true, Colgate?”
>”Welll, I can’t one-hundred-percent guarantee we won’t be stuck like this forever, but that wasn’t my intent, I promise!”
>Her ensuing innocent grin is accompanied by a squeaky noise like a dog’s chew toy.

>Twilight calls for her assistant, who falls onto the floor laughing at your circumstance and takes lots pictures before finally agreeing to help.
>”Spike!” Twilight says angrily. “Can you please put away that camera and fetch me my old copy of ‘Embarrassing Ancient Ailments and Surprisingly Sticky Substances: Volume 3’?”
>”Surprisingly sticky? Is that the one you keep hidden under your bed?”
>”NO! It’s on the shelf over there between volumes 2 and 4!”
>The baby dragon pushes a ladder over to a very tall bookshelf and climbs to the top.
>He reads aloud as he scans through the dusty spines. “Embarrassing Alicorn Accidents, Embarrassing Anatomy… Here! ‘Embarrassing Ancient whatever and blah blah Sticky Substances’ by Prancer the Premature.”
>He takes the thick volume from its place on the shelf and places it on the floor between your legs so Twilight can read it.
>You can feel your patience slipping away while she reads.
>The room is silent except for your foot tapping and the occasional turning of a page.

“Well?! How do we get rid of this shit?”
>Twilight brings a purple hoof to her face and lets out an exasperated sigh.
>”Anon, we appear to have only two options. The glue can only be dissolved with dragon-fire it seems…”
>Colgate blinks.
“What’s the second option?”
>”Well, we can still wait to see if the glue lets us go after 24 hours like Colgate claims.”
>Colgate makes eye contact and gives you a toothy smile.
>“You can handle being attached to me for 24 hours, right Anon?”
>You look from Colgate, her hoof tucked into your pants, to Twilight, whose horn is also firmly attached to you.
>The decision is easy.
“Spike! Torch my junk!”

>Princess Celestia sits in her bedchamber, sipping a hot cup of tea and enjoying some smutty romantic fiction.
>The last thing she was expecting was a delivery from Spike in Ponyville, but something materializes above her nonetheless.
>It is a thick blob of magic glue, which falls out of the air and permanently attaches itself to her ass.

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