
Wolves and Their Antics in Ponyville
  
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		The tale of <Name>, the wolf
 
A CYOA
 
>Be wolf
 
>Just moved into Ponyville from far away
 
>It's your fist day
 
>It's around noon and you've finished moving in
 
>You didn't have much stuff anyway
 
>Notable points of interest are a library, a farm, a bakery, a boutique and town hall
 
>It would be a good idea to go out and familiarise yourself with your new home and the townsfolk
 
 
 
>Suddenly you want to go to the spa, to relax
 
>You were told that there was one around, and you ask a local where it is
 
>You find the spa with relative ease
 
>You are greeted by a pair of blue and pink mares
 
>You hand them a few bits and head towards the bathing area
 
>In there is an orange pony and a blue pegasus
 
 
 
>Out of nowhere you are feeling really horny
 
>You think erotic gay thoughts
 
>Your dick is now hard as diamonds
 
>You feel like you want to boast to everyone about it
 
'Hey guys! Guess what guys, guess what?'
 
>The orange pony turns around
 
>'Now whadda y'all think yer doin?'
 
'What do you think I'm doing?'
 
>'If that's what yer thinken of ah don't go that way'
 
>Turns out this wasn't the gay bath house
 
>You look at the sign and it says that is is the opposite room
 
>Looking back, perhaps this wasn't the best idea to spend the day, and half of what little bits you have
 
>You are feeling hungry though