"Changeling Family Snippet 1"
By Pogoman122 (https://pastebin.com/u/Pogoman122)

URL: https://pastebin.com/A81vNZuS
Created on: Saturday 7th of November 2015 01:11:21 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Sunday 25 of October 2020 10:27:24 AM UTC


    >You are Anonymous
    >Not the best name your parents could have given you, but it was better than something like 'Cameron' or 'Jimmy'
    >Anyways, you are Anonymous
    >...And you fucked a Changeling
    >Don't get all shocked and pissed off by it, Changelings are just like ponies in bed
    >They bite a bit more...
    >But that's not the point
    >You fucked a Changeling, and the Changeling had a kid
    >You two argued about it for ages before she left, and dumped the kid on you
    >Now, it wasn't just a normal human baby, nor was it a bug pony foal
    >Nope. It was like a satyr creature, with its lower half being a Changeling's hind legs
    >She can stand up and walk just as any normal person could, but it didn't stop her from being a bit awkward around ponies
    >So here you were, a 39 year old Anon with a 17 year old half-human half-changeling teenage daughter
    >Not that you minded
    >You loved the girl to death
    >She could be a bit rebellious sometimes, and commonly sulked about not having a mother
    >But Kylee was a good bug-human daughter, and cared about you dearly
    >She often berated you for drinking too much when she came back form her friend's house...
    >"Daddy! You need to stop drinking that stuff, your liver's gonna go out any day now if you keep at it!"
    >You grumbled and took another sip of the apple cider in hand
    "Nah... I'll be o-kay. Don't you worry none."
    >Kylee plucked the nearly empty bottle out of your uncoordinated hand and stuck it in one of her leg holes
    >You sat in your recliner, dozing off for a second before realizing that your bottle was literally gone from your hand
    "Hey... Wait a minute... Kylee? Where'd my drink go?"
    >The satyr whistled as she walked away, the bottle still stuck in her leg hole rattling as glass clacked with chitin
    >You grumbled and leaned back in your chair, annoyed by the disappearance of your favourite drink