"Anon's Corruption: Part 8 - Laughter 2 (Clop)"
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Created on: Friday 9th of November 2012 01:20:49 PM CDT
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>That evening you set out for Sugarcube Corner.
>Inside you’re more bubbly than a sasparilla shake!
>This will be the first party you’ve gone to that was thrown by you, for you!
>Now you get to see what a Pinkie Pie party is like firsthand!
>It’s gonna be great!
>You and Fluttershy arrive together to find that Twilight, Applejack and Rainbow Dash have all arrived already and are mingling with other guests from Ponyville that have been invited.
>And of course, the pink party queen herself is already handing out drinks and snacks.
>A banner hangs from the ceiling with the words “Welcome to Equestria, Anon!” written on it.
>It’s touching, and a piece of you feels not so far away from home anymore.
>Fluttershy notices that you’re taken aback by the welcome placed before you.
>”I mentioned to the girls that you were feeling kinda down. I hope you like it! It’s so that you don’t feel so homesick. Hopefully we can show you that p0nies can be people to you too...”
>You’re not quite sure what she means by that, but you think the intent behind it is touching.
>You enter the party proper, and Pinkie Pie greets you and announces your arrival.
>The ponies outside of the mane six stare at you with a mixture of expressions, ranging from disgusted to confused, and some outright sexy.
>Those big eyes express so much emotion, and “bedroom eyes” means a completely different thing to a p0ny.
>The idea though fills you with disgust though.
>These are p0nies. Equines. A.K.A non-human.
>You aren’t planning on staying here long, and have no intentions of shacking up with a horse.
>You aren’t a horse! You’re a p0ny! And what’s wrong with p0nies!
>They aren’t human.
>So? Neither’s Spike!
>...
>The p0nies at the party are now staring at you, as you have an argument with the voice in your head.
>Typical Saturday night for Pinkie Pie...
>Pony Pinkie Pie gets on her drumkit and gives you a rimshot.
>This... isn’t... how it... went...
#WARNING: CONTROL SUBSERVER UNSTABLE
#ABORT
>It is later.
>Rarity arrived fashionably late, looking what you think is “dolled up” for a p0ny.
>Alcohol has been flowing for a couple of hours now.
>Pinkie makes a great punch, but the alcohol content is nothing like what it is on Earth.
>Applejack and Rainbow Dash have been trying to outdrink you.
>They never stood a chance.
>You can’t say that in the present though.
>Yes. This is a memory. And you’re interfering again!
>The ponies, even while drunk love to play party games, and soon, however unwise it is, you’re playing pin the tail on the p0ny.
>Usually drunk people rely a lot on their sight for balance, and being blindfolded does not help.
>But quadrupeds are much more stable than humans, and they manage to walk in a relatively straight line.
>Well, all except for Applejack.
>She just misses the target completely and walks into the next room.
>That brought all your new friends out in uproarious laughter. Especially Pinkie Pie.
>I do love to laugh!
>It was nice to see some things were the same on this side too.
>Eventually the party starts winding down and it’s just down to the mane six and you.
>Ooh! This is where we get to play human games!
>Somehow Twilight was able to research certain games from Earth, and Pinkie had done her best to recreate some of the more simple ones.
>You all played Monopoly first.
>It was a special p0ny board with Equestria related names from the different cities.
>You used chocolate coins as currency, since they looked so much like real bits.
>The ponies didn’t really understand capitalism though and were constantly asking,
>”But X my friend! I can’t charge her to stay overnight at my place!”
>You facepalmed constantly during that game.
>Fluttershy sat next to you the whole time, sometimes leaning on you.
>You think she was a little intoxicated.
>Needless to say, you won. But you shared the chocolate anyway.
>You split the coins equally.
>Pinkie scarfs down hers all in one go.
>She didn’t even take the wrappers off.
>She moves the chocolatey mass from side to side in her mouth...
>And produces an origami swan from the foil on the coins.
>I remember that trick! It’s easy when you know how!
>Rainbow Dash finds that hilarious.
>”Isha... isha little Fluddershy! HAHAHAHA!”
>She falls over laughing.
>Aaaaand she’s out.
>”That gurl always wus a lightweight. *hic*” Applejack comments.
>She really doesn’t look much better herself. But with a name like Applejack, you think it better to NOT impugn upon her drinking skills.
>Fluttershy has taken to leaning on you constantly now, and you find yourself idly petting her mane.
>She looks up at you with the most adorable drunken smile.
>Her eyelids droop halfway closed and her lips seem to purse ready for something, when Pinkie announces the next game.
>It’s Twister!
>Of course, instead of hands and legs, the spinner has labels for front and hind hooves.
>It’s not difficult to translate.
>You, Twilight, Applejack and Fluttershy are on the board.
>Rarity said she didn’t want to get her dress crumpled, and would be in charge of the spinner.
>Pinkie is off making some late night snacks for you all.
>Rainbow Dash is still sawing logs in the corner.
>Well that’s fine by you, except due to a number of unlucky spins, you’re now practically mounting Fluttershy.
>Your legs are either side of her hind legs, and your hands are either side of her shoulders.
>Your torso is draped in between her wings, which are standing to attention, fluttering slightly. 
>You assume this is to help her balance. This game doesn’t really translate well for pegasi.
>Twilight has kind of saved you though. Her head is between your crotch and Fluttershy’s plot.
>She seems to be breathing heavily. And sniffing your crotch.
>It can’t be helped. It’s a game of Twister afterall.
>”Front right green!” Rarity commands.
>This is where your human reach and dexterity comes into play.
>You remove your right hand from its current colour and flip yourself over, reaching up and back to land it on the colour you require.
>Unfortunately this places you face to ass with Applejack.
>Your breath tickles her most private places.
>She turns to you with half lidded eyes.
>”Well shucks, sugar. All you needed to do was ask...” She says in a dangerously sultry tone.
>Nope. Discomfort levels reaching maximum. Bail out. ABORT, ABORT.
>You “accidentally” lose your footing and fall down on the mat.
“Oops. Clumsy me!” You sheepishy add.
>In an instant Fluttershy is standing over you.
>”Oh Anon, are you ok? Are you hurt?”
>She starts feeling your body for injuries, her hooves prodding a little south for your tastes.
>You remove her probing hooves from your person and address her.
“I’m fine, Fluttershy. But now we’re both disqualified.”
>”T-that’s ok... I’ll just sit here with you...”
>True to that you sit on the sidelines, watching the showdown between Twilight and Applejack.
>Fluttershy leans into you again, and you pet her mane.
>It’s so smooth and silky. It’s not like an animal’s fur. She obviously takes care of it like a person.
>No, not like a person, like a p0ny.
>Or maybe it’s better to say like a sapient?
>These p0nies are as human as you can get. They play games, they make dresses, they work.
>It’s unfair to think of them as animals, but you can’t get it out of your head.
>Is this what Fluttershy meant by what she said earlier?
>You scratch behind her ear in absent thought.
>Her right hind leg starts tapping the floor.
>”Ooh! Let me have a go!” Pinkie Pie exclaims.
>Soon she’s on your other hand, tail wagging and hoof tapping too.
>She has an extremely satisfied look on her face.
>Fluttershy has her eyes rolled back in her head, and tongue hanging out.
>You think she’s had a bit too much to drink.
>The Twister match ends in Applejack’s victory. She’s more flexible than you thought.
>”I’ll win next time, Applejack! I’ve got a lot of studying on Twister tactics to do when I get back home!” Twilight promises.
>”Heh heh, I’ll give you a rematch anyday, sugarcube!” 
>Applejack seems to be a flirty drunk it seems.
>You stop scratching ears at Pinkie’s request, since it’s time to get the next game out.
>Pinkie reaches for a bottle of sasparilla and drains the bottle in one gulp.
>She then gets everyone to sit in a circle and places the bottle in the middle, lying on its side.
>Oh no. You know where this is going.
>Yay! This one’s fun!
>It is with humans. Not with p0nies.
>Don’t be a big prudey-pants! P0nies are just as good as people!
>...
#WARNING: STABILITY COMPRIMISED 
#UNABLE TO RESOLVE
#REPAIR MANUALLY OR MENTAL LOCK WILL BE SEVERED
>Pinkie explains the rules.
>”So Twilight says that this one is really popular with humans of Anon’s age! We sit in a circle and spin the bottle! Whoever the bottle lands on, we have to kiss! Sounds fun, doesn’t it?”
>”So you mean there’s a chance we have to kiss a monkey?!” Rarity exclaims, aghast.
“Well gee, thanks, Rarity. I’m right here, you know.” You say, mockingly.
>”I didn’t mean it like that, darling. It’s just... You know, beastiality!”
>The irony is not lost on you.
>Fluttershy jumps up in between you and Rarity.
>”Anon isn’t a monkey! He’s as equine as any of us here!” She screams.
>This is the loudest you’ve heard her so far.
>She has an angry look on your face the likes of which you couldn’t even conceive could belong to such a sweet natured p0ny.
>Rarity is visually taken aback by the outburst and clears her throat and touches up her mane before replying.
>”I’m sorry, dear. I apologise. Let’s not ruin the night, shall we? Let’s start the game.”
>Fluttershy backs down, but continues staring daggers at Rarity from your side.
>She wraps her forelegs around you in a possessive hug.
>It kinda feels good to have somebody batting your corner.
>You stroke her mane to try to help calm her down.
>”Ah’ll go first!” Applejack proudly announces.
>She spins the bottle and it lands in between Twilight and Applejack.
>They glance at each other, blushing when Pinkie Pie chimes in.
>”Not Twilight, silly! The rules say whoever the bottle points to!”
>Twilight and Applejack stare at each other confusedly, then follow the direction the bottle is pointing.
>The bottle is pointing into the corner of the room where Rainbow Dash has finally woken up from her impromptu nap.
>”Huh, wha? Why’re you all lookin’ at me like that?” She says, groggily.
>”Boy howdy, I’m gettin’ me a piece o’ that apple.” Applejack says, tilting down her hat.
>She gets a running start, and pounces at Rainbow Dash just as she realises what had happened.
>The two go tussling in the corner, tongues vying for dominance, just like one of their many competitions.
>They both have heavy blushes on their faces, and their tails are lifting.
>It looks like those two will be out of the games for a while now.
>The circle of remaining participants closes up, and you notice a wet patch where Fluttershy had been sitting.
>Did she have to pee and was too embarrassed to speak up?
>You avoid the wet patch as you scoot over to your place in the circle.
>”Ooh! Me next!” Pinkie shouts, and spins the bottle before anyone can protest.
>The bottle lands on Rarity, who opens her mouth to say something, but is cut off by a pink invader’s tongue.
>Pinkie gives her a huge kiss with a comical smack sound effect at the end.
>Rarity simply sits there, stunned, with a thousand yard stare in her eyes.
>”Who’s next?” Twilight asks.
>”I-I’d like a go... If that’s ok with everyone...” Fluttershy whispers.
>She gently nudges the bottle, which turns to you.
>Oh no.
>You know where this is going.
>Oh please god no.
>She turns to you, with a bashful smile on her face.
>She’s blushing like crazy, and hiding half her face behind her mane.
>You can’t back down now...
>You lean into her, and she closes her eyes and puckers her lips.
>You dodge swiftly to the left, and peck her on the cheek.
>She opens her eyes, betrayal evident in them.
>Oh god she’s trying to break your heart.
>For the love of all that is holy, DO SOMETHING.
>You lean into her and whisper, 
“Later.”
>This instantly perks her up it seems, as her wings shoot out from her sides.
>She does that a lot really.
>She smoothes them down and lies them flat on her back, though they seem to be twitching, threatening to spring out again.
>Twilight gets Rarity, and takes a page out of your book, pecking her on the cheek.
>They still both blush intensely.
>Rarity spins the bottle and gets Twilight. She returns the favour, except she kisses Twilight’s horn, which shoots some sparks out the tip.
>You swear you saw a faint blue glow around the bottle when it was Rarity’s turn.
>Well it’s no matter. You’ve all had a go, and Pinkie announces the next game.
>Seven minutes in heaven.
>”We spin the bottle again, and whoever you pair up with has to go in the closet with you! You get to do whatever you want in there!”
>Fluttershy’s wings shoot up again and almost hit you in the face.
>”W-whatever we want?” Fluttershy asks, leaning forward eagerly.
>”Yep! That’s what my research says!” Twilight beams proudly.
>You’re about to correct them when Fluttershy spins the bottle.
>She spins it with a surprising amount of force, especially compared to the last time.
>Round and around it goes, and everyp0ny awaits the result with baited breath.
>Slowly it comes to a stop on...
>You.
>Of course.
>Was there ever any doubt.
“Now, Flutter-“
>You can’t say anymore because of a yellow Pegasus who has her lips locked to yours.
>She smells so sweet, like lemon sherbet and flowers...
>She hovers in front of your face, and with surprising strength manages to make you stand, and walk to the closet.
>She shuts the door, and kisses you even more forcefully, her slippery tongue searching for an entrance to your closed lips.
>You push her away and hold her at arm’s length.
>”W-what’s wrong, Anon? We’ve only got seven minutes!” She says, breathlessly.
“I... I don’t want this, Fluttershy. I’m not ready to make out with a horse.”
>She looks angry at this comment.
>”I’m NOT a horse! I’m a p0ny! And... and you promised...”
>Her face turns from anger to sadness, and you can see tears welling up in her eyes.
>No! You just want to make p0nies happy! Don’t cry, Fluttershy!
>You bring her in for a hug.
>She resists slightly, but then relaxes into it, and starts crying on your shoulder.
>”I j-just wanted to s-show you that p0nies are j-just as good as humans...” She sobs.
>”Don’t you like me?”
>You’ve only known this girl a couple of days.
>She’s a nice sort. So very kind. She was the one who offered up her house when you had nowhere to stay.
>She’s definitely cute. Those big blue eyes – they’re the type you could get lost in.
>But she’s got four legs. And a tail.
>And yet she still plays Twister with the best of them...
>You’re so confused at this. You just hold her close for now.
>You stroke her mane like you have all night. Her sobs come less frequently now.
>After a while you place her down.
>You sit down yourself, with your legs either side of her.
>With your back to the wall you resolve to make this girl happy.
>No, not girl. Mare. Filly. Friend.
>She’s vulnerable and she needs you.
>You pull her close to you and she places her forelegs on your chest.
>You place your hand under her chin and bring her in for a kiss.
>She closes her eyes again, and this time you do too.
>That wonderful sweet smell fills your senses again and makes you relax.
>The sensation of tongue on tongue, exploring alien mouths is all that you can focus on. 
>Her flat teeth, with missing canines interest you immensely.
>She is similarly exploring your extra teeth that she doesn’t have.
>She runs her tongue over the points of your canines, almost daring them to draw blood.
>You bite down slightly, and she squeals with delight.
>Your hands stroke past her mane, and explore her slowly rising wings.
>Her fur is so short and fine, it’s like stroking velvet.
>Your left hand stops at her wing, individual fingers stroke through her feathers, ruffling them.
>She fidgets in response, her tail flagging.
>Your right hand moves past the base of her left wing, moving further down to her cutie mark.
>You trace circles there, eliciting even more cute squeals and squeaks.
>You can make her happy like this. You can’t bring yourself to fuck a p0ny, but this mare deserves your attention.
>She’s done nothing but dote on you since you’ve got here. Without her you’d be stuck in the wilds of the everfree forest.
>She breaks off the kiss, and turns around, presenting herself to you.
>It’s completely different from anything you’ve ever seen before.
>Her anus is surrounded by tight muscle, forming its own ring that is raised from the rest of her skin.
>Her vagina is “upside down” to you. If you laid her on her back though, it’d look like any other human woman’s except for one thing.
>It’s winking at you.
>Her winking is the rhythmic opening and closing of her lips, and the occasional poking out of her clitoris, which is otherwise hidden.
>You... You don’t know if you can do this.
>She’s leaking marejuice all over your chest now. It smells like honey.
>”P-please...” She begs.
“Fluttershy... I don’t know if I’m ready for this...”
>She looks over her shoulder to you.
>She says nothing more, her eyes say it all.
>She’s pleading with you silently through her stare.
>You can’t resist it. You can’t see her unhappy.
>You lower your face into her folds, and start lapping away.
>Her juices are amazingly sweet and tart, nothing like anything you’ve ever tasted before.
>She moans softly in time with your licks, squeaking when her clitoris pops out and pokes your chin.
>You start trying to catch it when it makes an appearance and lick it as much as possible.
>She likes that a lot. You can tell from her wings trembling with delight.
>You place your hands either side of her hips and pull her lips apart.
>She moans, and you can see where her clit keeps hiding.
>You place your lips there and create a seal. You suck it out of hiding and start licking.
>She starts thrashing around, wings flapping and creating strong gusts of wind in your small, confined room.
>You don’t stop though, you can tell she likes it.
>Her front legs give out from under her, and her chest is on the ground.
>”I-it’s too much! S-stop! I’m gonna... I’m gonna...”
>You give a long, slow lick that makes her give a drawn out high pitched squeal as your reward.
>She came, long and hard.
>You use a trick that you picked up from one of your first girlfriends.
>You keep your suction up, and leave your tongue touching her clit.
>It’s a little known fact that for human women, so long as you don’t move or remove your tongue when you make her cum by her clit, she can have multiple orgasms.
>It seems the same is true for these p0nies.
>You hold it there for another couple of seconds as she plateaus again.
>She tenses up and squeals, as her pussy splashes your face with some more honey as it contracts around nothing but air.
>Once more, after a few more seconds this time, she squirts again. This time her convulsions are weaker, and so is the pleasure.
>You let go of her clit, and she falls limp, satisfied.
>Of course, all this left you with a massive whyboner.
>But you’re not planning on fucking a p0ny today.
“Did you like that, Fluttershy?”
>”Yes...!” She squeaks out.
“Good. Let’s get you cleaned up and join the others.”
>”N-no! Wait!” She says, as she springs up with some unknown well of strength.
>You were pretty sure you just took it all out of her. 
>”Y-you haven’t cum yet. It’s not fair.”
>She truly is such a thoughtful p0ny.
“It’s ok, Fluttershy. I’m... I’m not ready for you to do that.”
>”N-no! I’m going to make you feel good!” She stomps her hoof for emphasis. It’s not really intimidating, since it sounds like a sack of marshmallows hitting a pillow.
“No, really. It’s ok Fluttershy.”
>You start to get up.
>”You sit right back down mister!” Fluttershy says sternly.
>She’s gazing at you with frightening determination.
>You are betrayed by your body, as it refuses to listen to your commands.
>It does as she says and sits right back down.
>”Now you sit right there and enjoy this.”
>She uses her mouth to try and undo your belt, and fails. She paws at it with her hooves as well, to no effect.
>”Undo this belt.”
>You do as she commands.
>”Undo your trousers and take off your underwear.”
>You do as she commands.
>Your boner is set free, exposed to the cold air. 
>Fluttershy stares at it intently, examining it closely.
“F-fluttershy... Stop, please...”
>You still can’t move your body the way you want it to, and it takes massive effort to even talk.
>She ignores your pleas and engulfs your rod in her mouth.
>Your member does what it was programmed to do, and sends pleasurable signals to your brain.
>So long as it’s a warm, wet place, it doesn’t care too much.
>There’s a cute girl on the end of your penis. Human, mare, it doesn’t care. It can’t tell the difference.
>But you can. 
>Her dextrous tongue swirls around your shaft, culminating at the tip of your urethra as she makes her upstroke.
>On the down it spirals around your dick, overloading your senses.
>Up and down she goes, effortlessly bringing you to the brink of ecstasy.
>You pant and groan. Your hands grasp for anything to hang onto.
>If this keeps up, you’ll blow your load right in her mouth.
>She shows no signs of stopping though, and upon seeing you squirm even dares to speed up.
“F-fluttershy! No!”
>You scream these words as you climax, painting her throat white with your seed.
>She laps up every last drop, savouring it.
>With a pop she lets you go.
>”S-salty! You humans are... SALTY!” She says, excitement plain on her face.
>Salt. It’s like a drug to them. Horses love salt.
“Fluttershy... please let me go... We should get back to the others.”
>”Yes, Anon. You can get up now.”
>Her spell is released, and you clothe yourself once more.
“Please don’t tell anyp0ny what happened here, Fluttershy. I’m not a horsefucker...”
>”O-ok, Anon. I won’t.”
>You both head out of the closet to whoops and cheers.
>It seems they heard at least some of what went on.
>It seems that Rainbow Dash and Applejack had their own little seven minutes in the corner, judging from the fluids that coat their muzzles.
>Rarity looks at you in a completely different way to what she did before.
>”I had no idea you humans were such sexual dynamos! Most stallions never last longer than a minute! I can see why this is one of your earth games!”
>You laugh at her jokes, but it’s hollow.
>The party continues on for a little longer, but it’s been dampened for you.
>The mane six laugh and joke, just like they did before.
>And Fluttershy rests her head on you again.
>But you can’t bring yourself to look at her.
>You just got raped by a p0ny.
>That tends to suck the laughter out of things.

>”You fool! What have you done? You’ve RUINED EVERYTHING!” Discord screams at you.
>You pick yourself up off the floor.
“It was worth it for my friends.” You respond.