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# Eppy-Natural Habits

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1. >Night Quickie in Equestria
2. >Be Anonymous
3. >You awake to the sound of your alarm buzzing
4. >It buzzes like a busy bee and you consider the context to be all too familiar
5. >Hopping out of bed, you go about the morning routine in no real hurry
6. >Checking the calendar, you note that it is the 22nd
7. >These doubles, no mere coincidence, mark the yearly migration of the elusive moth ponies
8. >You grab your camcorder, a small film camera, and several blank tapes before loading up your backpack
9. >Within minutes, you are set to hike and film this most incredible of occasions
10. >The journey starts at half past four as the sun overhead begins to sink
11. >You know the light bothers moth ponies and that migration often happens under the cover of darkness
12. >It takes approximately an hour to reach a fine spot in the shady forest as you finish creating your nest in the tree
13. >From up here you are sure you will get the finest pictures
14. >You play the waiting game for some hours until only the moon is left to illuminate the sky
15. >A screech in the distance alerts you to the presence of bat ponies
16. >While generally harmless in nature, some bat ponies like to interfere with moth ponies
17. >You are unsure why, but you hypothesize that some ponies are just bastards to each other
18. >The sounds of the night begin to fill your ears and you wait with patience unlike anyone before you
19. >Your equipment states the time to be 1h15 before the first sign of larger movement catches your attention
20. >In the gloomy night, you see silvery wings beat dust into the air as the first of the moth ponies arrive
21. >Excited in the most professional way possible, you begin recording and steady your pocket camera
22. >The migration of shimmering moth ponies is a sight to behold
23. >Everywhere you can see is filled with shiny, dusty scales and the sounds of moth noises resonate in the cool air
24. >Nature, being her traditionally cruel and unusual self, calls upon this otherwise peaceful event to be interrupted
25. >From one corner, you can see bat ponies occasionally screeching at straggling moth ponies and spooking them
26. >Now and again, a bat pony would nip at a moth pony until it panicked and bumped into another
27. >The bat ponies get a good laugh from the cause of the normally docile moth ponies and you record every second of it
28. >For science, of course!
29. >SCIENCE!
30. >One particular bat pony with a green mane and a grayish body dives upon a moth pony not too far from your treetop post
31. >You quickly grab the camera and fix it on the spectacle
32. >From your position, you watch as the bat pony pins the moth pony by her hind wings
33. >The bat pony appears to be fairly young, a little puny in overall stature, but spunky nonetheless
34. >Her unkempt mane and tiny fangs make her look even cuter as she attempts to be taken seriously
35. >The subject being pinned by her would appear to be a female moth pony due to her antennae shape
36. >The moth ponies coat has a vibrant red colour to it and it is lined with white fuzz and wings
37. >You decide to name the bat pony "Mean Green" and the moth pony "Sprinkles" for the purpose of cataloging
38. >As you take notes, the bat pony begins the cruel ritual you have seen once before
39. >Mean Green starts by licking the face of Sprinkles with her obscenely long tongue
40. >She slowly slithers it into the terrified mouth of her victim with a grace that is wholly natural
41. >Sprinkles attempts again to flee only to have the weight of the larger Mean Green push her back to the earth
42. >You stand in awe at natures terrible and awesome might
43. >Before you know it, Mean Green's back knee is grinding roughly between Sprinkles' thighs
44. >You zoom in as Mean Green forces her wicked tongue deeper into the unwilling moth pony
45. >Without warning, the bat pony takes her dominant seat upon the face of Sprinkles and looks smugly with her
46. >A pleasant squeak signals that Sprinkles has, in fact, given into her bat pony aggressor
47. >Even from this far off the ground, you can hear the sound of wet lapping while Mean Green gyrates over Sprinkles' muzzle
48. >An increasing pitch, almost musical in sound, rings from Mean Green's throat as she bobs her hips up and down with ruthless ambition
49. >A final popping screech blasts from the forest floor before Mean Green removes herself from Sprinkles
50. >You get a good look at the bat pony slickness dripping from the distraught moth pony's chin before Mean Green circles around
51. >She quickly presses her crotch into Sprinkles' tired maw again as she positions herself to feed on the moth pony's nectar
52. >You watch as Mean Green's long, greedy tongue burrows quickly into Sprinkles' folds and twists about
53. >The sound of mothy squeaks and whimpers echo in the night as the bat pony brutally devours her prey
54. >You count as many as four orgasms are forced upon Sprinkles in consecutive fashion until the fangs of Mean Green drip with golden moth pony honey
55. >Finally getting up, you watch as the bat pony takes flight and disappears out of frame leaving behind the battered and exhausted form of a well-used moth pony
56. >Having witness the act of a bat pony eating a moth pony in their natural habitat fills you with a sense of pride that only a true artist can attest to
57. >You will surely be the envy of your nature filming buddies back in Ponyville when you release this amazing video, you think
58. >With a smile and a spring in your step, you make your way back home as the morning sun begins to shimmer on the horizon
59. >It was a documentary kind of day!

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>Night Quickie in Equestria >Be Anonymous >You awake to the sound of your alarm buzzing >It buzzes like a busy bee and you consider the context to be all too familiar >Hopping out of bed, you go about the morning routine in no real hurry >Checking the calendar, you note that it is the 22nd >These doubles, no mere coincidence, mark the yearly migration of the elusive moth ponies >You grab your camcorder, a small film camera, and several blank tapes before loading up your backpack >Within minutes, you are set to hike and film this most incredible of occasions >The journey starts at half past four as the sun overhead begins to sink >You know the light bothers moth ponies and that migration often happens under the cover of darkness >It takes approximately an hour to reach a fine spot in the shady forest as you finish creating your nest in the tree >From up here you are sure you will get the finest pictures >You play the waiting game for some hours until only the moon is left to illuminate the sky >A screech in the distance alerts you to the presence of bat ponies >While generally harmless in nature, some bat ponies like to interfere with moth ponies >You are unsure why, but you hypothesize that some ponies are just bastards to each other >The sounds of the night begin to fill your ears and you wait with patience unlike anyone before you >Your equipment states the time to be 1h15 before the first sign of larger movement catches your attention >In the gloomy night, you see silvery wings beat dust into the air as the first of the moth ponies arrive >Excited in the most professional way possible, you begin recording and steady your pocket camera >The migration of shimmering moth ponies is a sight to behold >Everywhere you can see is filled with shiny, dusty scales and the sounds of moth noises resonate in the cool air >Nature, being her traditionally cruel and unusual self, calls upon this otherwise peaceful event to be interrupted >From one corner, you can see bat ponies occasionally screeching at straggling moth ponies and spooking them >Now and again, a bat pony would nip at a moth pony until it panicked and bumped into another >The bat ponies get a good laugh from the cause of the normally docile moth ponies and you record every second of it >For science, of course! >SCIENCE! >One particular bat pony with a green mane and a grayish body dives upon a moth pony not too far from your treetop post >You quickly grab the camera and fix it on the spectacle >From your position, you watch as the bat pony pins the moth pony by her hind wings >The bat pony appears to be fairly young, a little puny in overall stature, but spunky nonetheless >Her unkempt mane and tiny fangs make her look even cuter as she attempts to be taken seriously >The subject being pinned by her would appear to be a female moth pony due to her antennae shape >The moth ponies coat has a vibrant red colour to it and it is lined with white fuzz and wings >You decide to name the bat pony "Mean Green" and the moth pony "Sprinkles" for the purpose of cataloging >As you take notes, the bat pony begins the cruel ritual you have seen once before >Mean Green starts by licking the face of Sprinkles with her obscenely long tongue >She slowly slithers it into the terrified mouth of her victim with a grace that is wholly natural >Sprinkles attempts again to flee only to have the weight of the larger Mean Green push her back to the earth >You stand in awe at natures terrible and awesome might >Before you know it, Mean Green's back knee is grinding roughly between Sprinkles' thighs >You zoom in as Mean Green forces her wicked tongue deeper into the unwilling moth pony >Without warning, the bat pony takes her dominant seat upon the face of Sprinkles and looks smugly with her >A pleasant squeak signals that Sprinkles has, in fact, given into her bat pony aggressor >Even from this far off the ground, you can hear the sound of wet lapping while Mean Green gyrates over Sprinkles' muzzle >An increasing pitch, almost musical in sound, rings from Mean Green's throat as she bobs her hips up and down with ruthless ambition >A final popping screech blasts from the forest floor before Mean Green removes herself from Sprinkles >You get a good look at the bat pony slickness dripping from the distraught moth pony's chin before Mean Green circles around >She quickly presses her crotch into Sprinkles' tired maw again as she positions herself to feed on the moth pony's nectar >You watch as Mean Green's long, greedy tongue burrows quickly into Sprinkles' folds and twists about >The sound of mothy squeaks and whimpers echo in the night as the bat pony brutally devours her prey >You count as many as four orgasms are forced upon Sprinkles in consecutive fashion until the fangs of Mean Green drip with golden moth pony honey >Finally getting up, you watch as the bat pony takes flight and disappears out of frame leaving behind the battered and exhausted form of a well-used moth pony >Having witness the act of a bat pony eating a moth pony in their natural habitat fills you with a sense of pride that only a true artist can attest to >You will surely be the envy of your nature filming buddies back in Ponyville when you release this amazing video, you think >With a smile and a spring in your step, you make your way back home as the morning sun begins to shimmer on the horizon >It was a documentary kind of day!