Why Boycotting is a Bad Thing.

Backstory: In the middle of one of the May 2013 FR threads, people have been voicing about how they were tired of how the shitposting to story ratio was off the charts. Nebulus suggested that the writers should give FR threads a break, so that we would be able to write more stories for when we would make a comeback. Someone else suggested a boycott, and everyone(besides a few writers, Alex, Neb, and me) shot that idea down. Hours later, i noticed people posting stories, and decided to post again. As of May 27, 2013, Neb and Alex have not posted a story. A moronic Anon decided to verbally scream "Aren't you supposed to be boycotting?" To Neb, and later, the rest of the writers, including moi. I was joking around and said that boycotting was the same thing as masturbating(Yes, it's a shit joke). He continued to say his basically a meme phrase which started a chain of Anons and writers talking about jacking off to their hearts content. The stories here are basically my response, though everything in the first one, dialouge wise(besides me getting shot and dying) actually did happen in some way, mostly through the FR threads of /mlp/ on 4chan. Not sure about everyone else, but I actually "Boycotted" a lot, to the point where my dick is staring to hurt. Please shut up, "boycott" man.

 

Boycott story #1:

>It's been 1 day since the incident.

>All the writers had started boycotting.

>Except in this realm, boycotting means masturbating your own brains out.

>They all mastrubated to their hearts content.

>But it wasn't enough...

>Time change...

>Be legofreak.

>You are at home, masturbating to Fluttershy.

Oh...Fluttershy...

>Hear a crash and a window brakes.

>A guy jumps through the window.

>"AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE BOYCOTTING?!"

>You nod.

>You're still jacking off.

I-I'm doing it right now.

>The stranger shakes his head.

>"NOT GOOD ENOUGH!"

>He slaps your face.

Ow...

>"Shut up."

>He pulls out a bottle.

>"Don't stop until you boycott into this."

>You finish and drop only drips of cum.

>"I.NEED.MORE."

B-But...I already boycotted 6 times today.

>He pulls out a gun.

>"NOT ENOUGH!"

>He shoots you in the head.

>You fall over, dead.

>The end.

 

Boycott story #2:

>Be legofreak.

>You and all of the other writefags are trapped in a basement, forced to boycott.

>Boycott meant masturbating, so all of you complied at first.

>There is cum everywhere.

>On the floors, on the walls, on the ceilings, on Fluttershy, on your kidnapper, outside, everywhere!

>It's starting to fill up the room as if this were a flood.

>You are starting to tire out, due to lack of energy. and the fact that cum makes you move slower if you're engulfed in it.

>You never did have stamina.

>At least you were able to keep "boycotting" with the others.

>Well, except for Noel.

>He boycotted so much the first time that he ended up dying, freeing the Anons.

>He will never be forgotten.

>You arms are starting to hurt, and the cum is up to your neck.

P-Please...let us go...

>You get slapped.

>"NO. BOYCOTT MORE."

>You scream and let out more juices.

>Now the cum is up to the bottom of your lip.

Please...I won't make it...

>The man laughs.

>"AREN'T YOU SUPPOSE TO BE BOYCOTTING?!"

>You hear the others moan.

>Oh no.

>They're finishing.

>You're the shortest out of all of them, so this will be bad.

>Their juices start to combine, gradually filling up the room.

>It covers your mouth and nose.

>You all start to float.

>You gasp for air.

>You start sinking.

>Sadly, you could not swim.

Guys...I'm not gonna make it...don't...forget...meh...

>You are fully engulfed in the cum, slowly drowning.

>You close your eyes, embracing your fate.