- >You are anon in equestria
- >A well known author on earth but not so much in ponyville
- >You sometimes struggle for money
- >You live in a small shack outside of sweet apple acres
- >It has tree logs as walls and a straw rooftop, inside the shack is a small kitchen with one small table and a small living room
- >its a small house...
- >You sit at the table ready to eat the breakfast you managed to scavenge
- >You break a piece of your stale toast
- >You feel as if you're forgetting something
- >Hmmm... oh SHIT!
- >You're late for your appointment with twilight
- >You grab your stale toast and your coat and begin to head out
- >Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit
- >You know that when your late it fucks with her head
- >You're late almost every time
- >You bring her a copy of your latest writings, she absolutely loves your writings and she admires you
- >Sometimes a little too much
- >You arrive at her house
- >Your reach out to knock on the door
- >Once you touch it, it opens slowly
- >You see her on the couch
- >Legs in the air
- >She has stockings on
- >As you stumble closer, spaghetti begins to pour from your pockets
- >You see a picture on the couch in front of her
- >Its a picture of you
- >She soaking wet
- >Clopping to your picture with her tongue out and all
- >ummm...T-twilight
- >"Oh, mmm hey anon you're early"
- >She's still moaning
- >(Early? Im like 15 minutes late..)
- >But Im like,what?, 15 or 20 minutes late...
- >She lets out a long moan and and arches her back
- >Ughhhhhh she tilts her head back and you see her eyes are rolled back
- >Ummm...I'm just gonna leave this book right here
- >You put the book down and turn to leave
- >You hear the swishing of her juices
- > Ew.
- >The door glows and closes shut
- >"Wait dont go yet"
- >More spaghetti
- >"You're usually 30 minutes later so I simply just pushed my clopping time back 30 minutes but you came early"
- >Even more spaghetti
- >You're frozen standing there
- >staring
- >She gets up still dripping wet and walks past you
- >She picks up the book and grabs your hand and pulls you toward the couch
- >Her hand is still wet
- >She opens the book and skims through it
- >"Wow anon one of your best"
- >She closes the book
- >"I wanna know what it feels like"
- >You don't like where this is going
- >H-how w-w-what feels?
- >"A rut from a human anon, I wanna experience it and you're the only o-"
- >No
- >"But yo-"
- >No
- >"Anon please!"
- >She starts to tear up
- >You're starting ooze marinara sauce
- >Twilight im just not comfortable with that
- >"Is it because of how I am?"
- >What do you mean
- >"My need to be organized"
- >What?! No its not that!
- >"THEN WHAT IS IT?!"
- >I JUST CANT!!
- >"I see"
- >Eeyup
- >"You should go anon"
- >You mad
- >"No anon"
- >You sure
- >"Go anon"
- >You turn to leave
- >You hear her sniffling
- >You open the door and walk out
- >Its 9:00 am now
- >your walking back home
- >What the hell just happened?
- >You walk home thinking if it would be that bad to just...
- >To just give her what she wants
- >All this confusion
- >You need some rest