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Rarity
 
>Be Anon
>It was early
>The kind of early where the sun still wasn't going to be up for another hour or so
>You knew that as soon as it did rise most ponies would be up and about, but for now most were asleep, tucked safe and sound in their beds
>Unfortunately for you, you couldn't be tucked safe and sound in your bed, no matter how warm and comfortable it was
>You needed to get up and get ready to go out for some stupid thing with Caramel and his friends up at Canterlot
>When he was talking about it you had spaced out, but you were pretty sure it was some kind of candle festival
>It wasn't your kind of thing by a country mile, but your little horse friend really had his heart set on getting up and going
>He was also one hell of a crier, and you had no desire to deal with that shit
>Not today...
"Goddamn Caramel..."
>Rubbing your face with a hand, you lifted your head up from your pillow and looked around your dark bedroom
>Other than the quiet breathing of your bedmate, everything was quiet and still
>Sitting up, making sure not to stir your wife, you threw the royal purple silk covers off of your body
>The cold night air swooped down onto your defenseless, naked body, but you ignored it, swinging your legs over the side of the bed
>You sat there for a few moments, grumbling to yourself as you rubbed your face
>You had to go...
>You promised Caramel...
>If you weren't at the trainstation on time he was gonna come around here tomorrow and he'd throw a hissy fit...
>Sure, this was gonna fucking suck, but Caramel didn't bitch when you made him go to that Hyperspace Wars tournament last month
>...
>He DID bitch--he bitched a lot actually--but he went
>And that's what you had to do too!
>Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and mentally prepared yourself for the long, boring, and no doubt trying day ahead
>After making yourself as ready as you could be, you pushed yourself off of your giant, wonderful bed as quietly as you could
 
>You then looked down at your still sleeping wife, who had the covers over her head like usual
"See you later, hon," you whispered
>Your wife, still asleep, said nothing, so you began to make your way toward your closet
>You had no desire to ruin Rarity's 'beauty sleep' as she called it, so you were gonna have to look forward with blindly grabbing shit from your wardrobe
>Hopefully you didn't pick those banana-colored khakis Thunderlane got you for horse Christmas...
>You HATED those things...
>You had almost made it halfway across your room, ready to arm yourself for today's adventure, when an unseen force wrapped around your middle
>Before you could so much as blink, you were pulled back into the bed
>The covers were thrown back over your body while your face was pressed into something furry and warm
>A tired, slightly annoyed hum filled your ears as a pair of hooves wrapped around your head
>"And where are you sneaking off to at such an awful hour, dear?"
>You felt your wife nuzzle the top of your head
>Lifting your face from your chest, you saw her looking down at you with half-lidded, sleepy eyes
>Her usual pristine fur and mane were just a bit messy, and you could see a bit of drool running down the side of her face that she had neglected to wipe away
>Underneath the covers, you could feel her tail covering your legs with a tactical flick
"Go back to bed, hon. I was just going to go to that thing with Caramel up at Canterlot," you whispered
>Rarity blinked slowly, both of her hooves lightly caressing the back of your neck
>"Oh? Yes, the candle festival, I had forgotten," she murmured, trying, and failing, to hold back a yawn
>You waited for her to let you go, so that you could get up and be on your merry way, but she made no move to do so
>In fact, you could feel her trying to gently, but firmly, press your face back into the fur on her chest
 
>Thinking that she just needed a bit of affection before she went, you wrapped your arms around her barrel, using your fingertips to scratch her back
>Rarity let out another hum, wiggling closer to you
"I'm sorry if I woke you up, hon," you whispered
>Your wife leaned down and gave your cheek a peck
>"As you should be, you absolutely ruffian of a stallion," she murmured back. "Here I was having the most wonderful of dreams when my gem decides to abandon me."
>You couldn't help but snort, a small smile coming to your face
>This silly horse...
"I'm sorry, but I guess we gotta get up there nice and early so we'll get everything we 'need'."
>Rarity let out a 'harrumph'
>"Honestly, that stallion, making you all go up there at this hour when the festival doesn't start until mid-morning..."
>She gave you another kiss, on the forehead this time, before shaking your head
>You were about to say something, when you got a faceful of tuft as your wife pressed your face back into her chest
>"Bad enough that he comes around here trying to steal my merchandise when he things I'm not looking, but now he steals my hot water bottle."
"I've told you a million times, he wasn't stealing those socks," you said, holding back a yawn of your own. "And I don't prefer being called a hot water bottle, thank you very much."
>A low chuckle escaped your mare
>She bent down and rubbed her nose against yours, a small smile on her face
>"Forgive me, darling. I was simply pointing out one of your many, many positive features."
>You snorted again
"Yeah, I'm sure you were," you said, giving her tail a playful tug. "Now could you please get up? If I don't hurry up I might miss the train up there."
>For about a minute Rarity said nothing, just looking down at you
>Finally, she let out a sigh, reaching up with a hoof to stroke your hair
>"I'm sorry to say that I must decline, dear," she said
>You could feel your exhaustion creeping up on you
 
>It threatened to close your eyes, forcing you to shake your head like a dog
"Come on, hon. Quit messing around and let me get up," you said. "If I'm not there soon Caramel's gonna throw a hissy fit."
>You tried to push away from your wife but she held firm
>For a little marshmallow horse half of your size, she was a good deal stronger than she looked
>"I hope you'll forgive me, my gem among gems, but I must once again refuse," she said, giving you a kiss in the neck. "I'll not be parted from my stallion, or his body heat."
>Your frown deepened
"Come on, I promised him that I'd go," you said, trying to wiggle away
>Unfortunately, your tired wiggles were no match for your wife's magic
>With a simple spell, you were pressed back against her
>To make matter's worse, she wrapped your lower body with her back legs, effectively trapping you in the bed
>"Thankfully I made no such promise," she said with a dainty sniff. "So I think I shall keep you here with me so that we may get the proper amount of sleep."
>To show that she wasn't kidding around, she rested her chin on the top of your head and her tail wrapped itself around your leg
>You wiggled one last time to see that you were trapped
>Dammit...
>Caramel was gonna give you shit for days...
>All of the fight left you with a sigh
>You went limp against your wife, who smiled a victorious smile
"I'm tellin' him you're the one that made me stay home."
>Rarity giggled
>"That's quite alright. If that colt decides to give me any guff I shall give him twice as much," she huffed
>The tip of her horn glowed
>You tensed as you felt an invisible force wrap around your cock, giving it a few strokes
>"Rest assured that I will also see that you are properly compensated for your future grief, my love," she said, giving your balls a gentle squeeze
>Your hands snaked down to her rump and you gave it a squeeze
>Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and savored your mare's smell
"You better."
 
 
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Sunset, Fluttershy, >no hooves
 
 
>Be Anon
>It was a friday afternoon, and you were making your way toward Sunset's house
>Mrs. Harshwhinny, the old cunt, had decided to give you all a class project that was due by Monday
>You had all, of course, complained
>Two and a half days was nowhere near enough time to get this shit done
>...Well, it WAS enough time, but why couldn't you get a fucking month to finish it like with most teachers
>Harshwhinny wasn't usually one to give a shit about her student's pain and suffering, but you all had bitched so much and so hard that she finally relented
>She wasn't going to give you more time for the project, but she could allow you to pick two other partners to get the thing done
>And, since the other two people that you trusted in your class NOT to fuck around and fail this stupid project were Sunset and Fluttershy, you had taken it upon yourself to ask to join their group
>You might have accidently ran over Thunderlane in the process, and you had been forced to smack Roseluck on the side of the face with your biography book, but you managed to do it
>So there you were, your backpack laden with books and supplies, walking down the street
>This wasn't the first time that you had been grouped together for a project with Shimmy, so you knew the route to her house well
>And, since she only lived a block or two from you, getting there was a piece of cake
>Now if only this projector was as easy...
>You couldn't help but grumble to yourself, keeping your eyes glued on the sidewalk
>This shit was gonna take the whole weekend, even with two other people helping you
>It also helped a lot that Sunset was some kind of genius, which meant that you were pretty much guaranteed an A, but even so you didn't want to do it!
>The weekend was about having fun!
>It was about hiding in your room, shitposting and playing video games between jerk off sessions!
>...
>And the other, normal things the horse-people did around here...
 
>Walking up onto Sunset's front porch, happy to be out of the harsh ass sun, you gave it a knock
"Hey Sunny, it's me!" you called
>Not waiting for an answer, you opened the door and stepped inside
>While a bit cooler indoors, you still couldn't help but wipe the sweat on your brow
>Jesus, you'd think she'd have some fans in here or something...
>"Anon? Is that you breaking into my house?" someone called from the kitchen
"Yeah, it's me," you replied, tugging at your shirt to get a bit of air moving around you. "What the hell's wrong with your air? It's like a million degrees in here."
>"The power went  out on my street. I think someone hit a powerline."
>You frowned
>Fantastic...
>Hopefully your laptop didn't die before it comes back on then...
>Slipping your bag off your back you rolled your shoulders
"Hey, is Flutter's in here yet?"
>"Yeah, she's in the kitchen with me!" Sunset replied
>Cocking your head to the side, you listened very carefully
>Though it might have been your imagination, you heard a very quiet "H-Hello Anon"
>Yep...
>There she is
"Good. Do you guys have everything set up in the living room like usuall?"
>"Yep, why don't you go and take a seat on the couch? I'll bring you something to drink."
>You perked up
>You could use something to drink...
>Walking was thirsty work after all...
"Alright, thanks!" you said, making your way toward the direction of Sunny's living room
>Upon entering said living room, you saw that it hadn't changed at all since you had last been here
>A old, worn couch sat in the middle of the room with a just as well-worn coffee table sitting in front of it
>This coffee table was stacked high with books, cardboard paper, and even a printer
>Making your way toward the couch, you took a seat
>Yep...
>Just as springy as ever...
>Oh, and look at that, a candy bar wrapper stuck between the cushions
>...And a bra too, apparently...
>And were those panties...?
 
>Giving your head a bit of a shake, and trying to ignore the heat rushing to your cheeks, you unzipped your backpack and began pulling out everything you had brought with you
>Books, your computer, scissors-- both left and right, because you weren't cruel to lefties-- a couple of stick of glue, and your notes
>As you were busy with this, you could hear both Sunset and Flutters coming in the room
>"There's my favorite guy," Sunny chirped, walking over and placing a drink right in front of you. "So, did you bring everything?"
"I got everything you asked me to," you replied with a nod, reaching deep into your backpack to see if you missed anything
>You knew you had fucking sharpies in here...
>And not just the black ones either
>All of the colors, even that silver color that was usually so fucking hard to get...
"Hey, so I was wondering what we were gonna do for the writing part of this? I know last time that Harshwhinny was a real pain in the ass about everything, even the font, so I-I-I..."
>Lifting your gaze from your backpack, you looked up at both girls standing in front of you
>You blinked owlishly when you noticed that, for some fucking reason, both Sunny and Flutter's were topless
>T.O.P. L. E. S. S.
>No shirt, no bra, nothing
>Their boobs were just out for the world to see
>Your eyes widened, your heart leapt to your throat, and you were pretty sure you could feel your balls tightening
>Since it was so hot in here, the girls were sweating just like you
>You could see sweat dripping down their toned stomachs, their arms, and their breasts
>Especially their breasts
>"Are you okay, Anon?" Fluttershy asked, bending down to look at you in worry. "You're looking a little red."
>Your eyes snapped up to Flutters face, then at her tits, then to the ground
>Now...
>Over the years, you liked to think that you had seen a lot of tiddies
 
>Back on Earth, you had acquired almost ten terabytes of porn that you had stored on a mega hard drive that you hid under your bed
>When you had appeared in horseland, you had seen horse tits, minotaur tits, you once even tried to find the tits on a full grown dragon
>Even here, in this weird pocket dimension, you had gotten a girl or two to show you her sweater puppies
>Very quietly and discreetly mind you
>You might have been a alien super-degenerate, but you knew how the guys around here liked to destroy people's images, especially the sluts
>All that being said, Fluttershy's boobs weren't the biggest that you had ever seen
>But Jesus Christ surfing on the back of a grumpy asian man were they fucking close
>They were huge, easily bigger by a half even Sunset's beautiful double D's
>Each breast was very nearly the size of your head, with two slightly larger than average areolas planted smack dab in the middle of them
>They were perfectly shaped, blemish free, and, incredibly, didn't seem to have all that much sag
"I... um... I'm... I'm fine," you said after clearing your throat
>"Are you sure?" Flutter's asked, placing a hand on your forehead. "You look a little woozy."
>You forced yourself to look up into Shy's face
>NOT her tits
>Her face...
>Her face...
"I'm fine," you told her, doing your best to smile. "I frog just jumped in my throat is all. All I need is a drink of water and I'll be fine."
>Flutter's boo--BROW! HER FUCKING BROW! furrowed
>"Are you sure?" she asked. "If you don't feel good because of the way over here Sunset or I could get you a cold compress and you could lie down for a little while."
>Your eyes darted down to her chest before you wrenched it back up
"I'm fine. I'm fine. I just need a bit of water," you said
>Though she didn't look too assured, Fluttershy stood up to her fully height
>It was just like you thought...
>They barely had any sag in 'em...
>How the hell was that even possible...?
 
>As Flutter's stepped out of the way, you quickly reached over and grabbed the cup of ice water in front of you
>Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Sunset grinning
>Unlike many of the girls at CHS, Sunset knew where you had come from
>Twilight had sent many, many letters to her about you, since the bacon-haired girl had been tasked with keeping an eye on you
>She knew that you weren't an ordinary guy, and , because of Twiggles, she knew a LOT about you
>Your libido and appreciation of the female form most among these
>It had tickled her to no end getting you flustered and red-faced, knowing that she could do pretty much what she wanted and you wouldn't get her into trouble
>You had been groped, hugged and groped, nuzzled and groped, and on more than one occasion you had your lunch cookie taken when you weren't looking
>...And groped
>And, at that moment, Sunny was staring at you like a shark that had smelt blood
>"I don't know, Anon. Maybe you should lay down for a bit," she said, taking a few steps toward you
>You could see her breasts jiggle and sway
>Your toes curled at the sight, and you bit your lip
>Oh sweet Jesus...
>Help your nigga out...
"I-I'm fine. Really," you said
>Sunset's grin only grew
>"Come on, don't be like that, Anon. I know how hot it's out there. Heck, me and Fluttershy needed to let the ol' girls breath to keep ourselves from melting," she said, using her biceps to mash her tits together
>You could feel your stomach doing flips as you struggled to keep from dropping your glass
"It's n-not that bad in here," you said as both women drew closer
>"Oh, don't be like that, Nonny," Sunset said, giving your shoulder a nudge. "You can be the Trixie-girl all you want, but you're still a guy."
>Before you could protest, she plucked the drink out of your hands and placed it back onto the table
 
>"Come on, it's cool down in the basement," she said, grabbing your hand. "I got a cot down there. You can rest there until the air conditioner's back on."
>She yanked you to your feet, and before you could pull away she reached down and grazed your groin with a hand
>Your breathing hitched and your knees buckled
>Sunset, being "helpful" wrapped an arm around you to keep you from falling
>"Look at you, you can barely stand," she said, tsking. "Well, that does it. Come on Shy, grab his other side. We'll get him down there in a jiffy."
>Fluttershy, with a resolute nod, wrapped your arm around her shoulders and hoisted you up as she reached down and grabbed your water
>"Don't you worry, Anon, we'll have you feeling right as rain soon."
>Both girls slowly but surely "helped" you out of the living room and into the kitchen, where you knew that the door to the basement was
"Really girls, I'm fine," you insisted, trying to wiggle away from them. "I just need a minute to--"
>"Ah, ah, ah, none of that Nonny," Sunset said, discreetly giving your butt a pinch. "I'm not having you faint on my watch."
"But what about our project?"
>"We have all weekend to do that. What's important now is to make you feel better."
"I'm fine."
>"No you're not. Fluttershy, could you get the door for me?"
>The basement door was open and the light was turned on
>The girls, both making sure that you couldn't wiggle out of their grasp, all but dragged you down the stairs
>The whole way you half-heartedly tried to free yourself, but it was no use
>Seeing big, beautiful, sweat-soaked boobs bouncing in front of you, Sunset's strategic groping, it was all too much
>You had lost the moment Sunny saw that blush on your face...
>In no time at all, the three of you were at the bottom of the stairs
>"There we are!" Sunset said, giving you a few more quick strokes when Flutter's wasn't looking. "It's nice and cool down here!"
>She wasn't kidding either
 
>Unlike upstairs, the basement was shockingly cold
>It must have been like forty degrees down here
>Such a big shift in temperature was a bit of a shock to your body, and because of this you almost immediately found yourself shivering as a result
>"Oh my, now he's shaking," Flutter's said, rubbing your forearm with her hand
"I'm f-fine."
>"Him being cold is better than him being hot, Flutters," Sunset said. "We can fix that a whole lot easier. Now come on, lets get him onto that cot."
>True to her word, there was a cot sitting in the corner of the basement
>It was unfolded and dusted with a few hard slaps to the mattress, and you were sat down upon it
>"There we go!" Sunset said, bending over you so that one of her nipples was almost in your mouth. "How do you feel now, Nonny?"
>You resisted the urge to lean up and wrap your lips around the nub of flesh
"Like I'd like to go back upstairs please."
>Sunset chuckled, sitting down at the foot of the bed
>"Fluttershy, I think I have an idea on how to keep Nonny here nice and comfortable down here."
>Fluttershy, rubbing the the back of your hand with her thumb, looked at her friend
>"Really?" she said
>Sunny nodded
>"Yep," she said, giving your leg a little pat. "We can share our body heat with the poor guy until the power comes back on. That way we won't have to bring blankets down here."
>Sharing body heat...?
>What the hell was she...
>...
>Oh jeez...
>A blush exploded across your face
>Fluttershy, coming to the same conclusion as you, blushed as well
>"Are you sure we should do that, Sunset?" she asked, shifting her weight from one leg to another before looking down at you. "I-I don't want to make Anon uncomfortable..."
"Actually, you really--"
>"Don't be silly, Shy," Sunset interrupted. "Anon here is a big ol' cuddle bug. Trust me, I know from experience."
>Without warning, Sunset scooched up onto the cot, swung her legs up over the edge, and laid down right beside you
 
>The cot was on the smaller side, so she was forced to press herself against you as close as possible
>The bacon-haired girl did this without hesitation, wrapping her arms around your neckand pressed your face between her tits
>All of the air left you at once
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck..."
>Sunset giggled
>"You love it," she whispered, giving your ear a nibble before looking up at Fluttershy. "Come on, Flutters, I'll take this side and you can take the back. Make sure to get as close to him as you can too, we don't want him catching a cold down here now, do we?"
>You mind was swimming
>With each breath you took the smell of sweat and peaches tickled your sense
>Sunset's breasts were heavy, trapping your face in between her cleavage
>Your cock strained against your pants, digging into Sunset's belly
>Sunset just smiled, tenderly rubbing your back
>"There we go. See? The second you have your arms around him he's as calm as can be. Come on Shy, there's plenty of room."
>There was a pause before you could hear Fluttershy walking around the cot and sitting down
>You, nuzzling your face as deep as possible into Sunset's tits, barely noticed when she slowly sat down onto the bed
>What you DID notice when you felt her press her titanic tits against your back, wrapping an arm around you
>...
>Fuck it
>Giving both of Sunset's tits a quick kiss--which she seemed to enjoy very much-- you spun around
>Fluttershy let out an "eep!" as you buried your face into her tits, letting out a groan as you did so
>Again, sweat tickled your nose, as did the smell of vanilla and lavender
>Smooth, perfect skin was all around you
>You could feel Fluttershy's heartbeat
>Her breasts were even heavier than Sunny's
>Perfect to play with and motorboat...
"Hmmm...."
>Whatever tension you still had in your body disappeared\
 
>You wrapped your arms around Flutter's and pulled her close, closing your eyes and letting all of the sensations you were experiencing sweep you away
"Poppa's home..."
 
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>Be Fluttershy
>You could feel your face growing warmer and warmer the longer you held Anon
>Or the longer HE held you, since he was holding onto you awfully tight...
>You could feel Anon rubbing his face against your boobs
>Each time you felt the stubble on his face brush against your bare flesh you shivered
>As big as they were, your boobs were awfully sensitive
"Oh g-goodness," you whispered, your toes curling as a bolt of pleasure raced up your spine
>Tearing your gaze from Anon, you looked over at Sunset, who was grinning like a cheshire cat
>"Told ya he was a cuddle bug," she said, shameless reaching around and giving the tent in Anon's pant a stroke
>Anon groaned, and you had to bite your lip hard as you felt him begin you lick your breasts
"O-Oh my..." you murmured, reaching down and giving his head a pat
>You could feel a heat growing between your legs
>Almost as if he knew you were getting worked up, Anon managed to wrap his lips around your nipple and started to suck hard
"O-Oh!" you squeaked, eyes crossing
>Anon groaned again and Sunset chuckled
>...
>You had a feeling that you weren't going to get your project done by monday...
 
 
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Strawberry Sunrise
 
>She poked at your bags, mumbled to herself
>"I can't believe that they'd make a stallion carry THOSE! If that isn't abuse I don't know what is!"
>You frowned, looking around you to see if some little horse had stuck something on you when you weren't looking
>It was probably Rainbow again trying to be funny
>Fucking Rainbow...
"What? What are you talking about?" you asked. "What's the bad thing I'm holding?"
>"Those THINGS of course," the little mare said, poking at one of your bags
>Your frown deepened
>Gently placing all of your bags into the ground, you grabbed the bag and opened it up
>When you did so your two dozen apples stared back at you
>...
>Well not STARED
>You knew apples couldn't see
>You knew that obviously used some kind of echolocation system to get around
"What, these? They're just apples..."
>Strawberry looked up at you with sad green eyes
>"You poor, poor stallion," she murmured, shaking her head as she gave your leg a pat.
>Before you could ask what the hell was wrong with your apples she scooped up your bags and began carrying them inside her house
"Hey!" you barked, following the mare inside. "Those are mine, thank you very much."
>Strawberry looked back at you and smiled sadly, but said nothing as she led you into her kitchen
>It was a compact little space
>Not exactly modern, but a lot nicer than the one you had back home
>What was odd about it though were the strawberries
>They were everywhere
>Tiny strawberry plants were sitting on the windowsill
>There were jars of strawberry jams on the countertop
>A dozen baskets of strawberries were sitting on the kitchen table
>There were even strawberries etched on the oven mitts hanging on the oven
>As you stopped to take all of this in, Strawberry herself set all of your bags down onto the table
>Nose crinkling in disgust, she picked up your bag of apples, holding them at hooves' length
 
>"I can't believe that Applejack keeps hawking her trash fruits to poor, single stallions like this," she said. "She may as well just dump week old trash into a bag and sell it ponies. It'd be just as good."
"Trash? They're just apples, you crazy horse," you said watching as she walked over and...
>...Bumped your apples into her garbage can
>...
>Alright then...
>Your eyebrows furrowed
>Adorable tiny horse or not, you'd kick this little horse's ass up and down this kitchen!
>You spent four bits on those fucking apples and just just pitched them!
>FOUR!
>You opened your mouth, ready to tear into the horse, but before you could she walked back over and gave your leg another pat
>"I know you didn't know any better, Anon," she said with a heartfelt smile. "Even though she looks like a no good hick, that Applejack is a sly dog. She talked you out of your heart-earned bits and gave you TRASH. But don't worry, I'm here now."
>Walking over to her kitchen table with your empty paper bag that had held your apples in tow, the little mare grabbed a basket of strawberries and upended them into the bag
>...
>The mild annoyance that had been building up in you dissipated
>You knew for a fact that strawberries were a heck of alot more expensive than apples
>Unlike their earth counterparts, the strawberries back here lasted a whole hell of a lot longer and could take more of a beating
>The problem was that they were a lot harder to grow, for reasons that you couldn't discern because you weren't a farmer
>And the crazy horse in front of you just bumped what must have been fifty bits worth of strawberries into your bag
"...Are those for me?" you asked
>"Of course," Strawberry replied, neatly rolling the top of the bag before walking over and setting it down with all of your other food. "It's the least I could do after all the trauma you've suffered from having to eat those apples."
>Walking up to you, the little horse gave you a smile
 
>"Now come on, let's sit you down so you can rest after your ordeal. You poor thing..."
>Unfurling a wing, the mare wrapped it around your hand and all but dragged you out of the kitchen and into what looked like a living room
>You, confused as to what the hell was happening, barely offered any resistance as the pegasus sat you down
>"Don't worry about Applejack the next time you go into the market," she said, hopping into your lap. "I'll make sure to go with you so she doesn't try to make your taste in fruits as horrible as hers."
>Leaning toward you, the little horse gave your cheek a nuzzle
>She unfurled her wings, wrapping them around your shoulders
>"I'll have to keep an eye out the whole time, but I'm sure I'll be able to beat her away, big guy," she said, wrapping her hooves around your neck and slowly pushing you down onto the couch. "The problem is that Applejack is the kind of mare that would stalk a poor stallion at all hours of the day to force feed you trash, so I'll have to keep a REALLY good eye on you."
>The moment your back touched the touch and your head was resting on a surprisingly soft pillow, the pegasus laid herself on top of you, resting her chin on your chest as she looked up at you with her bright green eyes
>"It'll probably be best if you move in with me. Or maybe I should move in with you, because you're a big ol' colt and you're house is already sized up."
>She wiggled up a bit so that she could nuzzle your chin
>"It might be a little hard getting used to sleeping together, and bathing together, and you making me breakfast every morning, but I'm sure the two of us will adjust. It's a better alternative than eating APPLES forever, right?"
>You blinked owlishly as the little mare let out a sigh of contentment, wiggling on top of you to make herself more comfortable
"I... um... what?"
>Strawberry chuckled, reaching up and giving your head a pat
>"Don't worry, Anon. You've seen the light. Apples have no more power over you anymore," she murmured. "Just like me."
 
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>Be Applejack
>Something was... wrong
>Your snottle was scrunching and you had no idea why
>It felt as if somepony had just thrown away two dozen perfectly good apples for no good reason
>...
>Sweet Celestia...
 
 
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Celestia
 
>Be Anon
>You were sitting in an outdoor patio to some very fancy restaurant having yourself a grand ol' time
>Not only were you eating some of the best sea food that you had ever tasted in your life, but you were spending time in the company of none other than the great Fleur de Lis
>Apparently her and Fancy had had a bit of a falling out, and the supermodel found herself without a stallion
>While such a thing would have ruined most ponies lives it was barely a even a thing for her
>Fleur could have her pick of pretty much any stallion she wanted
>Luckily for you she seemed to like tall, green, weird looking guys, and had taken a shine to you the moment the two of you crossed paths at the castle
>And you could tell she had brought her A-game with her today
>A new dress, perfume that you were pretty sure had aphrodisiacs in it, her mane and tail were trimmed and styled
>Since the two of you had sat down the unicorn had also flirted with you at every opportunity
>Saucy double language, heated looks, playing hoofsies under the table
>If you weren't such a fucking spaz you were sure your heart would have already been stolen
>But, as of that moment, you were just trying to remember to use full and complete sentences and NOT talk with your fucking mouth full
>Thankfully, you were succeeding on both fronts
>...Mostly
>"So, Anon, it must be awfully stuffy up in the castle," Fleur said, sipping on her wine as you ripped apart a lobster like a savage
"Oh, it's not that bad once you get used to it," you replied, tearing the lobster's shell in half so you could get at it's succulent meat. "Most of the staff are nice. Both of the princesses are pretty great too. The only one that's kind of a dick is Prince Blueblood."
>Fleur giggled as if what you had just said was the funniest thing in the whole world
>"I've heard rumors about him, my dear, and if even half of them are true it's no wonder why the prince cannot find himself a mare."
 
>You were about to shove half of the lobster meat into your mouth when the supermodel leaned forward and placed a hoof over one of your dirty, butter soaked hands
>"Still, isn't the castle a little too cold for a stallion such as yourself?" she asked, her tone becoming huskier and her eyes becoming half-lidded. "Wouldn't you rather live somewhere--though just as fine and extravagant-- smaller?"
>She leaned forward just a hair more, licking her lips
>Blushing, you tried to lean your head back, only for an invisible force to stop you
>Your eyes snapped up to her horn to see the tip glowing
>Oh jeez...
>"You know, my mansion is a good deal smaller than the castle," Fleur continued. "However, there are quite a few rooms that are empty, and with Fancy gone I feel like my home needs a stallion to brighten it's halls."
>You tensed when you felt something brush against your leg
>It was her tail perhaps, or maybe her leg
>"So, if castle life ever becomes too troublesome, don't hesitate to--"
>One moment everything was fine
>You were just sitting there, hungry and flustered, listening to a really hot horse try to work her way into your pants
>The next second though...
>Wew...
>That was a fucking doozy
>A great big white blur zoomed across the patio
>It was so fast that no one had time to react
>You most certainly didn't have time to duck as it made it's way toward you
>You also weren't able to dive out of your chair as you felt two strong hooves grabbing the back of your shirt
>"DKJFNDKJNKJNK!"
>You were yanked out of your chair and sent flying out of your chair at such a high speed that your stomach felt like it had found a new home in your toes
>In the span of two seconds, you found yourself two hundred feet in the air, looking down at the city
>Which would have been wonderful if not for two things
>One: you were being stolen and all of that good ass seafood was gonna go to waste
>Two: you were scared of heights
 
>Especially heights that were high enough to kill you
>And this was DEFINITELY high enough to kill you
>When the shock and confusion of the situation that you found yourself in finally wore off, you got to experience that kind of pants shitting terror that only came along once in a blue moon
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
>Your scream was so high pitched that dogs could hear it, and if you hadn't just used the bathroom you would have ruined this suit three ways from Sunday
"PutmedownputmedownputmedownputmedownohgodI'mgonnafuckingdie!"
>You flailed like you've never flailed before
>The air whipped around you as you looked around, trying to find a way to get back to the safe, solid ground
>This, unfortunately, made you realize just how HIGH you were, which only made you panic harder
"SweetfuckingChristI'mtooyoungtobeafuckingpancake!"
>You flailed some more, trying to grab onto something
>Luckily, your hands brushed against something soft and furry
>As fear crazed as you were, you had no idea what this soft and furry thing was, but that didn't stop you from grabbing it
>You grabbed onto the thing like your life depended on it
>Somehow, you even managed to wrap both legs around the thing, hugging it as tightly as you could
>This caused your face to come into contact with something that felt and looked an awfully like fur
>You barely noticed it however, so busy closing your eyes and praying to everyone that'd listen
"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohsweetgod!"
>You didn't notice as your kidnapper slowed down their frantic pace
>You also didn't notice that you were flying toward Canterlot Castle
"Idon'twannadieIdon'twannadieIdon'twannadiepleasepleaseplease..."
>With a few flaps of her wings, your kidnapper was able to navigate the two of you toward a balcony, where the door just so happened to be open
"FUCKINGHELPMEDAMMIT!"
 
>With an aerial skill that would have leave you impressed if you had been in the right state of mind to be, your kidnapper swooped down toward the balcony
>Just as she was about to crash into into the door frame and closed her wings, using the momentum she had already gathered to propel you both into the room
"Mommmmmmma!"
>Unfurling massive, white wings, your kidnapper slowed you both to a screeching halt
>Your face was forced into her tuft as you both fell to the earth
>You braced yourself, your asshole puckering
>This was it...
>This was the big end...
>You didn't even have time to burn all of the porn you had hidden into your room...
>You let out a grunt of surprise as you hit something soft and springy
>A bed instantly came to mind, but how could that be?
>Realizing that you were no long flying, you began kicking and wiggling like a madman, trying to get out from under the not insignificant weight pinning you to whatever you were lying on
>Your kidnapper giggled, and with a bit more furious wiggling you were finally able to see them
>"Hello there, Anon," Celestia said with her usual gentle smile. "Fancy meeting you here."
>You stared up at the princess with wide eyes
"I, what, how, why, who--YOU KIDNAPPED ME!"
>Celestia, wrapping her wings around you, leaned down and rubbed her nose against yours
>"Don't be silly dear, I was just politely telling my little ponies to stay away from what's not there's."
>She let out a sigh, rolling the two of you over and wrapping her hooves around you
>"Now why don't we just lie here for a few moments? You seem to be shaking, and I can't have my favorite human catching a cold."
"I'M NOT COLD!"
>"Shussshhhhhh. Cuddles..."
 
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>Be Fleur
>You, along with half of Canterlot, were watching as Princess Celestia took of with your date
>Your nose scrunched hard as you slouched in your chair
"That's not bucking fair..."
 
 
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Twilight Sparkle
 
>Be Anon
>"Ten bits."
"Five."
>"Eight."
>"Three."
>You were standing in front of Bonbon's candy stand
>You and the little candy horse were in the middle of a battle of wits
>To the winner would go the spoils
>To the loser would go shame
>"You're not paying three bits for a pound of caramel, Anon."
"And I'm sure as shit not paying ten bits for the stuff either."
>Bonbon's eyes narrowed
>"Why don't you just go back to your kitchen and start making sandwiches like a good colt?"
>Your eyes narrowed as well as you placed your hands on the edges of the cart and leaned toward the little horse
"Why don't you go be a power bottom with your butt-buddy Lyra you filthy lesbian."
>The two of you leaned toward each other until your noses were nearly touching
>"Eight bits."
"Four."
>"Seven."
"Five."
>Growling, Bonbon slapped her cart so hard that the whole thing shook
>"Six, and I swear to Celestia if you try to make me charge any less you'll WISH you had a mare protecting you right now!"
>Your eyes narrowed down to slit
>For almost a minute, you stared at Bonbon, looking into her very soul
>Finally, after you found no weakness or self-doubt inside of the little mare, you stood up to your full height and slapped the cart
"Sold! Now give me my caramel you sour patch flavored dyke!"
>Grumbling to herself, Bonbon reached under her counter and pulled out a small knife, reaching for a block of caramel
>You grumbled as well, reaching into your pocket for five bits
>It was too fucking much for caramel, but you could never get Bonnie to go lower than that
>Unfortunately...
>At least she seemed just as unhappy about the whole thing as you...
"Put it in the wax paper. I don't want that shit sticking on everything."
>"I know, I know. Do you think this is the first time I've done this? Bucking fussy colt..."
>You watched as a block of caramel was weighed, wrapped, and slapping right into the table in front of you
 
>Grabbing the block and checking to see if it felt like it weight a pound--you wouldn't put it past Bonbon to fuck with her scales in someway--you grunted your thanks before putting your caramel away and turning around...
>Only to bump into a tense-looking and wide eyed Twilight Sparkle
>She was looking up at you with a blush
>Her wings were twitching and ruffling, as if she were ready to take off into the air
>She also couldn't seem to sit still, shifting from side to side
"Oops, sorry about that Twi, I didn't see you--"
>"This is mine!" Twilight all but screamed. "This is my stallion!"
>...
>What?
>All around you, ponies stopped what they were doing to look at the princess
>Her wings gave a little flap as dozens of eyes settled on her, but she continued to look up at you
>"This is my s-stallion and nopony else's!"
>You opened your mouth to ask what the hell she was talking about, only for the princess to dart forward
>Before you could so much as blink, she reached up with a hoof and grabbed you by the balls
>You could tell that she was trying her best to be careful, but even so she smack her berries with a little too much force
>A pained grunt escaped you as you bent over from the pain
>"These are m-mine!" she said, hefting your balls as she looked around the market. "And they'll a-alway be mine!"
>As you bent forward a little more, reaching down with your free hand to cup your boys, Twilight must have took your pain for something else, because she smiled and gave your cheek a quick nuzzle
>"This is my stallion to love and cuddle and r-read books with as much as I want!" she said, guiding your head toward the crook of your neck." He's going to live with me as love me and we'll have five or six beautiful foals together!"
>Twilight's expression hardened as she continued to look around
>She forced you to move a bit closer toward you while wrapping a purple wing around you
 
>"H-He's my big, beautiful stallion, and if anypony wants to t-take him away from me I'll turn you into a frog! Or worse!"
>She bared her teeth at a group of mares, who took a few nervous steps backward
>"Nopony else can have him but me!" she continued. "Me and only me, and if anypony has a problem w-with that they can... they can f-fight me right now!"
>You let out another groan as Twilight squeezed your jewels just a bit too tightly once again
>Your knees wobbled, and you very nearly fell over
>Thankfully, Twilight was able to sling you over her back, keeping you from eating the dirt
>"W-Well? Is anypony going to challenge me?" Twilight demanded, her voice cracking. "B-Because if you do I'll r-really beat you up! I mean it too!"
>Utterly baffled by what they were seeing, not a single little horse could do anything but stare at the princess in confusion
>Twilight stomped a hoof, looking all around her to see if anyone would step forward
>When no one did she seemed to relax, a small smile coming to her face
>"G-Good! Now I'll t-take my stallion home so we can s-snuggle and hold hooves in my b-bed!" she said, puffing up proudly.
>She then looked over her shoulder at your in pain and confused ass
>"D-Don't worry Anon, I'll be the best wife I can be, I p-promise," she said, making you more comfortable on her back
>You let out a groan
>Twilight giggled to herself excitedly, looking around the market one last time before making her way toward her castle
>The citizens of Ponyville watched her leave silently, their mouths opened slightly
>Finally, Pinkie Pie, who was sitting by the town's fountain, pipped up
>"Whoo! Good going, Twilight! You snuggle Nonny's brains out!"