Title:           Flexi-Pone by Scribble
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Thursday 22nd of May 2014 10:20:21 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 22nd of May 2014 10:20:21 AM CDT

Flexi-Pone
By Scribble
 
>Be Anon, only hooman to ever set foot in Equestria.
>You feel so lonely here, friends... Well, it's not like you had any back on Earth, anyway.
>You speak to some ponies from time to time, but they're always much happier walking away from you, than up to you.
>These thoughts are always there, alwa-
"Hellooo!"
>You shake your head slowly, looking around.
"C... Can you help, me?"
>You look down, a creamy pone with a pink and green mane? Weird.
>What's weirder is her body, contorted into Celestia knows what shape. Were ponies supposed to bend that way?
"It's starting to hurt..."
>She looks up at your helplessly, her blue eyes watering up.
"P... Please?"
>You crouch down next to her, grabbing her hoof.
>She let's out the cutest fucking gasp you've ever heard, her body tensing up more.
"Just hold still..."
>You move her foreleg from behind her head, getting her stuck in another position altogether.
"Ahhh~! Other way!"
"S.. Sorry..."
>You move her leg around the other side of her head.
"Geeze... How'd you even get like this?"
>She whimpered in response.
>You manage to get her hind legs fixed, which she quickly spreads out, trying to loosen the muscles.
>You swallow hard, her legs spread like that give you a perfect view of her marehood. Was that...? No, come on,         Anon, it's just hot out today...
 
"Thank you... So much, uhm... Hyooman?"
"Anon."
"Thank you, Anon!"
>She tried to stand up, her limbs quivering, still screwy from her contortion.
"I hate to keep asking... But... Can you help me.. Again?"
>She manages to sit up off the ground, her chest sticking out towards you, her back curved in, her hind legs still spread wide.
>Not now, boner.
"S.. Sure..."
>God damnit, boner, not now...
"Can you carry me home? It's not too far!"
>She looks so cute when she's like this...
"I... I can pay you, I just.. I don't think I can walk home."
"You don't have to pay me, little.. Uh... Horse?"
>She puffed out her cheek
"Blossomforth!"
>Touchy...
"You don't need to pay me"
>She looks somewhat surprised, but stays quiet.
>You roll her on her back, you pick ponies up like this, right?
>She tucks her hooves up to her chest, an awkward smile crossing her face, as she closes her legs her tail lying across her belly.
>Is she... Blushing?
>You pick her up, and swear you hear a little gasp.
"Are you alright, Blossomforth?"
"Y.. Yeah! You just picked me up too fast..."
>She scoots closer to your chest, is she.. Smelling you?
"My house is that way, Anon!"
>She points down a road, leading a bit away from Ponyville.
 
>It doesn't take you long to get to her home.
>She reaches out toward her door as you hold her, the tip of her hoof barely touching the wood as she paws at it.
>You wonder if her hoof is as soft as it looks.
"Uh, here..."
>You push the door open for her, causing her to blush in embarrassment.
"I.. I guess that works, too.."
>There's that cute blush again. It makes her look smaller in your arms.
>You see her move her mouth, she's... Dying something?
>You see her eyes widen, her face flush even more.
"Anon!"
>Her squeak draws your attention back.
>You look down and see your hand gently rubbing over her soft, plush belly.
"I... I'm really ticklish... Please..."
>You pull your hand away slowly, just as she lets out a gentle breath.
>Even her breath smells sweet.
"S... Sorry.. I didn't mean to, I just kinda."
>She shook her head, "I... It's fine.."
>You feel her wings push against your hands.
>Didn't that mean something?
>You shrug and carry her inside.
 
>Blossomforth looked at you curiously from the couch.
"How do you keep your balance like that?"
"I uh..."
"Do you fall over a lot?"
"Well..."
"Do you have a marefriend?"
"I uh..."
>Wait, what?
"What did you as-"
"Tea! C.. Can you make tea, Anon? I have some that relaxes muscles!"
>She hugged the pillow tighter
>Her wings pushed against the couch, twitching.
"Yeah... I can make some..."
>You get up and walk into the kitchen.
>She mutters
"Figgot likes tea, too."
 
>You finish the tea and bring it out to her, holding the cup out to her
"How uh.. Do you hold this?"
>She giggles and takes the cup between her hooves, lapping at the top of the drink with her tongue.
>Welcome back, boner...
>You watch her drink for a few minutes, that tongue would feel so nice on your...
"Hey, Anon.. Uhm... I still feel a little sore, could you maybe... Massage my legs a bit?"
>Your heart nearly stops
"U... Uhm, sure...?"
>You gently rest your hand on her hind leg, just a few inches from her perfectly sculpted flanks.
"Wow..."
>You admire the supple flesh
>how can this pony have an ass this nice?
"You uh... Feel really tense.."
>She giggled as your hand hesitated
"You do, too..."
>She scoots back a bit, bumping your hand with her flank
"I... It's really tense, here..."
>You're surprised your pants haven't begun tearing
>Is she doing this on purpose?
"Anon? I.. Is something wrong?"
>You start to notice how sweet her voice sounds
>It's so innocent, so cute, so... Loving
"N.. No... Let me just..."
>You slowly knead her right flank, squeezing a bit.
>Your hand covers part of her cutie mark.
>What's her talent, anyway? Flowers or flexibility?
"H... How's this?"
>She doesn't hear you
>Her eyes are closed
>Her lip is quivering under that gentle bite from her teeth
>You feel her tense up a bit more
"Mmmfhh..."
>You feel her scoot back against you, inching your hand closer to her marehood.
"A... Anon?"
 
>She looks back at you, panting gently.
>With that blush, is there blood anywhere else in her body?
>A bit of sweat trickles down her forehead.
>Her mane is a mess, strands sticking out all over the place.
"A.. Anon... I... Mmfh.."
>Is this really happening?
>She hugs the pillow
>Wait... Not that...
>She gently bites down on the corner, staining it with her drool.
>You move your hand closer to her winking slit
>Her body tenses up a bit, but her legs spread wider.
>Your index finger brushes against her slit.
"A... Ahh~!"
>Her tail springs up.
"W... Wow..."
>Her marehood is soaking the cushions under her.
>You being to pull back.
>Maybe you shouldn't...
>She's so innocent
>So cute..
>So...
"A... Anon...?"
>You look down at her
>A bit of drool connects her lips to the pillow
>Her eyes look heavy
"F... Fuck me..."
 
>She turns around to face you, a drunken blush staining her cheeks.
>She pants heavily, wiggling her flank side to side, grinding her hips against the cushion under her.
"A.. Anon... Just let me..."
>She gently paws at your bulge, letting out a needy moan.
>You see her other hoof work between her legs, rubbing her dripping folds desperately.
"This stupid...."
>She puffs out her cheeks as she fumbles with your zipper
>You're too stunned to do anything but watch her frustration build.
>She lunges forward and bites your zipper, pulling down, hard.
>Her hooves work your boxers down, exposing your throbbing member.
"T... Thank, Luna!"
She presses her muzzle to your length, taking a long inhale.
>You see her shiver, her mouth hesitating momentarily, before she carefully licks up the side.
>So... Hot...
>She begins lapping at your length, making her way up to the tip.
"Mmaaah~!l
>She flicks her tongue as she reaches the head.
>Damn it, why is she just teasin-
>She takes the head into her muzzle, nibbling and suckling on it like a little foal.
>You nearly blow your load right there.
>She moves down more, forcing your length into her throat.
"B... Blossomforth!"
 
>She pulls away slowly, looking up at you with those beautiful blue eyes.
>You feel her gentle breath brushing against the tip of your member, as she swallows hard.
"A... Anon..."
>She moves back a bit, the strand of saliva connecting her lips to your member breaks and lands on her chest.
>She lies back on the sofa, spreading her legs as wide as she can.
"P... Please?"
>She looks up at you, pleading.
>You finally lean forward, causing her to let out that cute little excited squeak.
>Her eyes grow wide as the tip of your member brushes against her folds.
>She squirms against you, covering her mouth with her hooves.
>She shuts both her eyes tight, but occasionally takes a peak through one of them.
"C.. C'mon!"
>You begin pushing inside, moaning as you feel her tight walls eagerly pull you in.
>Her voice cracks; she sounded like a little filly.
>She arches her back, fuck she's flexible.
>You push your member all the way in, hilting her.
"Ohhh~ A.. Anon!"
>You grab her hips... So soft... Warm...
"H... Hang on, Blossomforth..."
>You wonder if she's really as flexible as she seems.
>You lift her hind legs off the couch, her back bending easily, so her chin rested on the sofa.
>Holy shit...
>You begin to thrust into her.
>With each thrust she squeaks.
>Every pump, her wings flare out a bit more.
>Her walls are so tight, so hot..
>You thrust harder into her.
>You won't last like this...
 
>Blossomforth squirms under you, bucking her hips against your thrusts.
>You feel her thrusts go out of synch with yours.
"A.. Anon! C.. Cum inside me!"
>Your fingers dig into her plush flanks, cupping her cutie marks.
>You're so close.
>Each thrust she tightens her walls around you, allowing you to pull out less.
"B... Blossom... Forth.. I'm..."
>She squeezes your member with her marehood as hard as she can.
>You feel each individual muscle ripple across your length.
>You cry out as you hit your climax, filling her marehood with your seed.
"Ahhh~! A.. Anon!"
>This doesn't stop her from slowing down.
>She keeps clenching, determined to milk each and every drop of your seed.
>She cries out again, louder this time.
>You feel a new wave of warmth wash over your member.
>Her cum mixes with yours, running down her legs and between her flanks.
"A... Anon~"
>She's panting heavily.
>You've never felt this good before
>She pulls herself up, resting her hooves against your shoulders to keep herself upright.
"T... That was a... Amazing, A.. Anon!"
>She purrs softly, leaning forward to press her lips to yours.
>She tastes just as sweet as you thought she would.
>She pulls back, a drowsy look crossing her face.
>She wiggles her hips, sighing happily at the full feeling.
>she leans in close to your ear, Tickling you with her breath.
"I... Love you, Anon..."
>She nuzzles your neck and fights to keep her eyes open.
"I... I love you too, Blossomfoth..."
>You wait for her to respond.
>To hear that cute squeak.
>You smile softly as you hear her steady breathing.
>She's fast asleep in your arms.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!"
>You rummage through her pantry, finding a few boxes of tea.
>You start to make it
>How do ponies make this with hooves?
>You look back to the living room, Blossomforth is twitching a bit on the couch.
"You alright, Blossomforth?"
>She suddenly freezes
>You see her neck move a bit, like she's trying to catch your eye.
>She relaxes
"Y.. Yeah! I'm good, thanks, Anon~ y.. You're really nice!"
>She giggles nervously
>Her voice squeaks a bit
>Damn she's adorable.