>Look Anon!! A Flying Saucer!!!
 
>As soon as you turn away from pinkhorse to search the sky, you feel your pants get violently pulled to your feet.
"Pinkie what are you...AGH! AAAAH!"
>Her hooves pull your anus apart to an absurd degree, before pulling herself up into your body.
>You frantically grasp at her fluffy pink tail in an attempt to stop her, but she seems to have preemptively buttered herself up.
>You have no choice but to watch helplessly as the the tail is sucked up into you like a spaghetti noodle.
>For almost a whole minute you stand still, not knowing what to do as you feel your innards contort and twist as Pinkie makes herself comfortable.
>Finally, you hear a muffled "Lets Go!" from your colon, and feel a swift kick from within.
>Your legs begin to carry you forward without your input, only changing direction when you receive more kicks from Pinkie.
>After tripping over a few ponies and spending about 5 minutes walking into a wall, you arrive at your apparent destination: Sugarcube Corner.
>Mrs. Cake smiles up at your terrified and confused visage.
>"Oh, Anon! How lovely to see you! Would you like something to eat?"
>You feel one of Pinkie's hooves reach up from your esophagus and push on the roof of your mouth, tilting your head back and opening your mouth.
>"One human sized cake, of a serving size proportional to my body size please!" says Pinkie, voice echoing from within you.
>Mrs. Cake chuckles and pulls out a large cake box and holds it out to you.
>Two pink hooves reach through your maw to grab it, pulling into your body.
>"Thank you! When my brothers cross the sea of stars to lay siege to this waste of a habitable orbit, I'll make sure you die last!"
>"Oh, well I'd appreciate it!" Mrs. Cake waves a hoof to you as a swift kick to your coccyx sends you moonwalking through the front door.
>Once you're clear, you hear Pinkie's chipper voice from somewhere below your liver.
>"Sorry Nonny, Mrs. Cake put me on a diet!"
>Fucking Ponies.
 
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A portal has opened leading towards Equestria right in front of you.
 
Due to hawking radiation it is only small enough for a object slightly bigger than your thumb to pass through and it will completely radiate away in less than 30 seconds.
 
What do?
 
>"Unfortunately, even with all of our powers combined, we'll only be able to create a small portal, and only for a small amount of time. "
>You frown at Celestia's news.
"How small? And how long will it stay open?"
>"It will be about half the diameter of a bit, and will only stay open for about 30 seconds. "
>This was supposed to be your big chance to communicate with another world, and the terms were unworkable.
"Princess, even if they are able to send a message through, what could we possibly learn about their world?"
>She smiles and puts a reassuring wing on your wither.
>"We can learn more than you realize, Twilight. Curiosity, kindness, a readiness to give of oneself. You underestimate the power of first words, however small they may be. "
>She quietly takes her place by Luna and Cadence for the spell.
"Wait, should we wait for them to say something, or should we attempt to communicate first?"
>You feel your stomach turn as you fret over how your first impressions might be taken.
"W-what if we don't say anything, and they think we're stupid? Or what if we say something first, and they get offended at our presumptuousness? O-or-"
>"In times like this, perhaps it is best for you to listen to your heart. "
>Celestia's words make you pause. You sit down and think for a moment, before finally coming to a conclusion.
>You dictate a short letter to spike, and roll it up into a tube. Taking your place by Celestia's side, you offer her a nervous smile before locking your eyes to the space ahead of you.
>She chuckles at your nerves before calling out the order to begin to Luna and Cadence.
>The four of you focus your spells on the air in front of you and give it all you've got.
>After a short while, the spot in front of you explodes into light, and a small hole into the other world opens.
>You quickly launch the letter into the hole with a pencil, so that they can respond as quickly as possible.
>Now all there's left to do is wait.
 
 
>And how excruciating that wait was. Each second was more painful than the last.
>You turn to Celestia after about five seconds, fearful of having missed your chance.
"What if there's nobody near the portal, or what if we opened the portal in the middle of space, or-"
>"Twilight, look! " Luna shouts excitedly, pointing at the portal.
>It begins to glow brightly as an object from the other side prepares to emerge.
>You hold your breath as you see a pale cylinder emerge, but you're confused when it doesn't fall to the ground.
>As you look closer and discover that it isn't your letter, you're surprised when it stands straight out.
"What the-"
>Cadence face flashes with recognition, and she looks away with a blush.
>"Oh my, they're, uh, eager to meet us... "
>Luna looks over at cadence with annoyance.
>"Certainly you aren't suggesting that this is a stallion-"
>She's interrupted when the...thing...twitches and fires a small glob of white fluid at Celestia's hooves.
>A deafening silence falls upon the room for the remaining 5 or so seconds of the portal's life.
>It finally, thankfully, becomes unstable and collapses, severing the...thing...and dropping it on the floor, where it begins to leak blood all over the tile floor.
>No one wanted to be the first to speak, so Celestia settled for silently walking away.
"Wait, I don't...Do we try to make contact again, or...?
>She turns back to you with a confused, bewildered look on her face, eyes flitting across the room as she searched for something to say.
>"...I think we've learned all that we need to know about that world."
>She turned back around and slowly walked away, shaking her head.
>You looked over to where Luna and Cadence once stood, only to find that they had left as well.
"I guess Celestia was right about first impressions..."
>You levitate the...thing...into the nearest trash can and head out to meet your old canterlot friends for lunch.
>You decide it'd probably best if you kept this particular story to yourself, though.
 
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You've got the DHX pony animators at gunpoint. They'll animate a scene of ponies for you in exchange for their lives. Anything you want, as lewd or edgy as you want. Or just plain old cute ponies doing cute things.
 
Describe the scene you want them to animate.
 
Twilight is reading a book on her bed. The room is the bedroom from the treebrary, but you can see the tree castle through the window. She hears a knock on the door, and goes to see who it is. It's fluttershy. She's normal, save for the fact that her left eye is always facing the camera to look at the viewer. She asks twilight if she has any scrimpton. Twilight says that she's never heard of scrimpton and asks what it is. Her wings are gone from this point forward, with no explanation. Fluttershy asks what scrimpton is, and insists that she's never heard of it before. Twilight has spike, who stands in a standard promotional pose without moving, send Celestia a letter asking what scrimpton is. When the camera returns to fluttershy, her wings are now also missing. As twilight and fluttershy continue to ask each other what scrimpton is, a knock is heard at the door. It is celestia, with an extremely baffled look on her face. She merely says "Scrimpton?" When the conversation comes to her. A knock is heard at the door. It's rarity. She wants to know if twilight has any scrimpton, because she used all of hers up powdering her hats. Twilight asks rarity what scrimpton is. Rarity asks fluttershy. Fluttershy says that applejack might know, and goes to get her. Rarity brews some tea for everyone, and they have a chat about how they heard that scrimpton us a lovely vacation destination this time of year. Fluttershy reenters with applejack in tow, who's cutie mark is now just the word scrimpton. Twilight asks applejack about scrimpton. Applejack asks fluttershy. Fluttershy says that applejack might know, and goes to retrieve her. The girls have a lovely chat about how DNA evidence exonerated the accused serial killer Scrimpton of his crimes. Fluttershy returns with applejack, who's cutie mark is the first applejack. Applejack asks applejack about scrimpton. Applejack asks fluttershy. Fluttershy says applejack might know, and leaves to retrieve her.
 
~FIN~
 
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>"Anon you are a kind and caring person and I have no feelings of animosity for you whatsoever"
 
 
"Why were you always such a bitch to me, then?"
>"Lyra loves humans. A lot, anon. She's been trying to hide it, but when you aren't around, you're her favorite subject."
>"She spent almost a decade trying to find proof you existed. Hunting pre-celestian artifacts, renting time at the canterlot observatory. "
>"I tried at every step to convince her to stop looking. That you didn't exist. To give up on her dreams."
>"I told myself that it was for the best, that she was on a wild goose chase. But then you showed up. "
>"I wanted her to see that you weren't what she expected. That you were bad, and that she'd be better off if she forgot about you. "
>"I was scared, anon. I still am. I see the way she smiles when she's around you. I felt so jealous. She hadn't smiled like that in years."
>"I wanted her to smile like that for me again. It hit me like a ton of bricks this morning. I tried so hard to make her give up. To make her quit on everything she had worked for."
>"I had worn her smile down, slowly. Day after day, year after year, being told that your wasting your time. It took a toll. A toll I don't think I can repay, Anonymous. "
>"I'm afraid that I can't make her happy anymore, anon. I'm afraid that she's going to wake up one morning and realize how I've hurt her.
>"I'm afraid that she'll think that she deserves better. And I'm afraid that she's right, anon. "
>"I'm going to talk to lyra in the morning. "
>"I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. But I need you to promise me one thing. "
>"I want you to protect that smile. Don't make the same mistakes I did. "
 
 
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>"I must say, Anonymous, you look quite fetching in your new outfit!"
>You grunt angrily through your gag as she admires her work.
>She chuckles lightly as you try once more to free your arms from the laced-up vinyl binder that imprisons them.
>You can't even stand up since the binder is tied to the ankles of the thigh-high high-heeled boots she's stuck on you, forcing you to stay in a kneeling position
>You had woken up like this after sipping some presumably roofied tea.
>"Is something the matter, dear? Is everything fitting comfortably?"
>She punctuates her words by tightening the laces on your corset, eliciting a pained groan out of you.
>The tightness of the article forced you to take sharp, shallow breaths.
>"Oh Anonymous, you little tease, you had to know it would come to this eventually? You couldn't expect to strut your delicious feminine body around town without anypony taking notice?"
>She traces the tip of her hoof around the curve of your dick beneath the silky panties she tucked it in.
>You squirm and try to close your legs, but the spreader in between your thighs prevents that.
>She laughs at your pathetic state.
>"If only the girls could see you like this Anonymous...Enough dawdling, I've been waiting for this moment since I've first laid eyes on you."
>A sense of dread falls on you as she wraps her hooves around your neck and pulls in close, staring lovingly into your eyes.
>She brings her muzzle in...
>And starts giving you Eskimo kisses.
>"Oh dear, Anonymous, what would the ponies say if they saw you behaving so lewdly?"
>You cock an eyebrow as she gives you a snootleboop and starts nuzzling you again.
>"You're enjoying this, aren't you? You're no better than a common gutterwhore. No, you're worse! A whore would demand payment first!"
>She licks the tip of your nose as you pull your best 'are you fucking kidding me?' face.
 
 
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>Anon sits down with his magical notebook for another night with his new girlfriend
>He's reasonably certain that he's gone insane, but w/e
"Hello? Twilight, are you there?"
>After a few moments, elegant cursive writing appears in the book
>"Anon! It's so good to see you again!"
>"Well, not 'see' exactly, but you know what I mean."
>"I missed you."
"I'm sorry, but I had to visit my family down in Texas, and I'd really like to avoid explaining the notebook that I'm dating to them."
>"*giggles* I know what you mean, I told my friends about you and they haven't stopped making fun of me ever since!"
"Well we don't have magic here, so I'm less worried about ridicule than getting thrown in a loony-"
>"Hey, um, Anon..."
"How did you interrupt me in text?"
>"I was thinking, you know...when other couples are together for as long as we've been they usually...do sex together..."
"That's kind of hard to do through a notebook, Twi."
>"Mmm, I bet it's real hard~"
>....
>"T-through the notebook..."
"What are you doing?"
>"I heard that sometimes some couples who are apart for a long time will write sexy letters to each other and...
>"...M-masturbate to them. But we can write to each other at the same time, so maybe we can..."
>"M-m-masturbate together?"
"Why are you writing like you're stuttering? It's text, just write what you want to say."
>"Sorry, I thought it would be cute."
"It probably would be in real life, but it's kind of annoying in text."
>"...I want to see you."
"I want to see you too. I'm sorry if I opened the wound again."
>"It's okay, I'm working on it! I've almost got it figured out, but for now, do you want to try masturbating with me?"
"Sure, why not?"
>"I had fun at dinner tonight~"
"So we're just going straight into it?"
>"Shhh, don't break character!"
"Uh, yeah dinner was nice. Almost as nice as dessert will be."
>...
"~"
>"I can't wait to take a bite~"
>"I wrap my forelegs around your neck, and press my muzzle against your lips."
"Wait, what?"
 
>"It's a kiss, Anon I'm kissing you. I know you said you were a virgin, but you have to know what a kiss is, right?"
"Not that, the forelegs and the muzzle thing. What are you talking about?"
>"...Oh no..."
"Oh no what? What's going on?"
>"I forgot to tell you before...It's probably even worse that I have to tell you now when your penis is in your hand."
"My penis is still in my pants, Twilight."
>"What? We were supposed to be doing it together! I'm over halfway to happytown and you haven't even bought your ticket yet?"
"Just tell me what you were supposed to tell me, Twilight."
>"I'm not technically a human like you, Anonymous."
"What? Technically?"
>"In my world, there aren't any humans. Instead, the planet is shared by multiple sapient races. Griffons, Dragons, Minotaurs, and Ponies like me."
"You're a pony? Like, a tiny horse?"
>"I'm a Unicorn, to be specific. There are also Pegasus Ponies and Earth Ponies."
>A series of doodles depicting the three species of ponies appears on the page
"Oh my god."
>"I'm really sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Anon...b-but I'm still the same person you fell in love with, I promise!"
"This is a lot to take in. First I had to accept this magical penpal stuff, and now this?"
>"I'm so sorry, Anon. Please..."
"I need a minute Twilight."
>Time passes agonisingly slow for Twilight as she stares at the painfully blank page
>Tears well up in the corners of her eyes, but she quickly wipes them away
>She didn't want to risk Anon seeing them if they fell on the page
>Finally, his words burn themselves into the page once again
"Okay, I just finished googling what a horse vagina looks like. I'm one thousand and ten percent on board
 
 
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>"Uh, hey Twi? Yer horn's been glowing fer a few hours now. What's going on?"
"Oh, yeah. You know how me and Anon are dating?"
>"Yah mention it at every possible opportunity. Yeah, Ah know."
"Well, after a particularly rough session in the bedroom..."
>She leans over to AJ and whispers into her ear
"Seeeeeex"
>"Ah figured."
"I realized that I didn't really know all that much about how to...um...do that sort of stuff..."
>"Ah'd've never guessed."
"Shut up. So, in order to be a better lover for Anon, I've decided to approach the issue with science!"
>"...Meaning?"
"I've magically extracted Anon's consciousness from body, sealed it in my horn, and am now running a litany of sexual simulations on it to learn the best way to please him! So far, he's orgasmed 457 times."
>"W-what the buck, Twilight!? That's sounds-"
"458."
>"-that's absolutely twisted! Yer crazy!"
>Twilight waves her hoof dismissively
"Oh, please. Anon certainly isn't going to be complaining the next time we're in bed together!"
>She leans in close and lowers her voice once more
"I'm going to put his...p-penis in my mouth."
>"...Ah'm calling the pol-"
"459."
 
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>Rainbow and AJ have the same voice actress
>Which means that their minds are connected somehow
>Applejack is carrying a basket of Apples back the the house when the sudden sensation of meat surging through her bowels causes her to fall forward and send the apples flying
>She lies face-first in the dirt, rocking back and forth with the rhythm of the rough anal fucking that she's experiencing
>She looks back to confirm that there is indeed no stallion on her back
>Her hole is closed up tight, the only thing happening under her tail is the quivering and clenching of her anus as it tries to deal with the imaginary intrusion
>She sighs wearily as she pulls herself onto her hooves
>She can't help but bounces herself forward and back a little bit to compliment the stallion's thrusting
>She didn't want to judge Rainbow or her preferences in bed, but she really wishes that Rainbow Dash want such a butt-slut
>AJ staggers her way behind the barn, props her upper body up against the wall, and shoves a hoof between her legs to show her neglected nethers a little love
>She smirks as she feels RD's walls contract around their guest at the surprise simulation to her slit
>The faster Dash cums, the sooner she can get back to work
>She isn't looking forward to the gross, gooey sensation of seed sloshing around inside her for the rest of the day, though
>Dashie likes to keep it inside as long as possible, for some reason
 
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>Meet a topcute Earth pony
>Take her home
>Have passionate intercourse with her
>The little squeaks she makes when you bottom out are adorable
>Get close to climax, start to pull out
>She pushes back to swallow your dick
>"W-what are you doing?"
>Tell her you're pulling out to not get her pregnant
>Her eyes widen
>"What? Why? Did I do something wrong?"
>Just say that you don't want to get her pregnant
>She's really upset
>"Why would you have sex with me if you didn't want to have a foal?"
>She still won't let you pull out
>After you tell her that you thought she was cute and that you wanted to feel good together or something, she shakes her head
>"Y-you can't just put it in an Earth pony and not give her a foal! None of the stallions pay any attention to me, I'm not as pretty as the other ponies..."
>She slowly starts to ride your dick, and her thicc thighs are too powerful to stop
>"I-I've waited so long for a foal of my own, a-and you're gonna give it to me!"
>Well shit
 
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>You hear a loud noise as you're getting out of the shower, and wrap a towel around yourself to investigate
>Ozone tickles your nose as you round the corner into the living room and discover some unexpected guests
>One is a small, colorful unicorn wearing a brown jacket and a weird set of goggles, but the other is the one that catches your eye first
>A tall, pale, winged unicorn with the image of the sun across her flanks and an aurora borealis flowing gracefully in place of her mane and tail
>They both look your way and smile before the smaller one speaks up
>"Ah, here he is. This is a human! While their needs exceed something like a cat or a dog, their sapience more than makes up for it. He'll practically take care of himself."
>The tall one moves in close and looks you over
>"He's quite the handsome creature, isn't he? This furless skin is very exotic."
>"You'll have to make sure you keep him clothed; they generally don't like being naked, and they can get sick when it's cold out."
>The pegacorn nods as she circles around you
>"You won't have to potty train him or anything, he should already know what to do. Right?"
>You blink
>Oh, she's talking to you
>It's weird to suddenly be addressed like a person after they were just talking about you so impersonally
"Uh, yeah, I know where to shit."
>The taller leans in front of you and frowns
>"Language, dear."
>"Don't worry about that too much, Princess. Our records indicate that he's very docile and agreeable; he'll be a real sweetheart once he gets used to you."
>Princess touches the tip of her hoof to your towel
>"Do you mind if I take a look?"
>You tighten the towel around your waist, and the unicorn chuckles
>"Like I said, they don't like to be naked. Let's head to the next world and check out the rest of your options."
>Princess nods and steps back as the unicorn lights her horn
>"I almost feel like I've made up my mind already."
>She winks at you as they both vanish in a flash
>What the fuck was that about?
 
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>When Earth conquered Equestria, Celestia was quick to surrender
>They were no match for the might of Earth's technology; there was simply no option but to negotiate peace, even if it meant ceding land or resources
>But she had underestimated her foe's desires
>Several years have passed since then
>You're Anonymous
>You run a farm for rehabilitating horses
>Every since that portal opened people keep bringing you their pony slaves
>They think they can be fixed after their mind breaks, but you just turn them away
>You're a horse guy, you deal with real Earth horses
>Even if you knew the first thing about alien pony biology, one look in their lifeless eyes let you know that there wasn't any going back
>One night, somebody decides that they aren't going to give you the chance to say no
>A windowless van screeches to a halt on your property and the occupants push a nearly horse-sized pony out into your yard
>They're all wearing black face masks, and they've got weapons
>They point one of them at you
>"Put her name on the paperwork as 'Checkers.' She threw a shoe pulling a cart, and her leg healed wrong. And keep your mouth shut. If you tell anyone that she's here, we'll be back."
>The vehicle speeds off into the night as quickly as it came, and you examine your new charge
>Her fur is pure white, but a little dingy from being dirty
>She has a long, pink mane that seems to shimmer every now and again with blues and greens as well.
>On her flanks is a large emblem of the sun, but it's somewhat faded
>The most unusual part of her appearance, aside from her size, is both the horn on her head on the wings on her back
>You had always thought that they had either one or the other, or neither
>Leaning down to look more closely at her face, you see the same vacant expression that every broken pony wears
>A pin has been pushed through the base of her horn, disabling her magic permanently
>Apparently a ring wasn't enough to cut it for this one
 
>The scars across her back and sides lead you towards her rear
>They grow denser across her flanks, and there's a cluster of them right in the middle of her sun
>It takes a moment for you to realise that what you're looking at is the remnants of past brands
>Many, many, many brands
>She doesn't resist at all as you look under her tail and confirm your suspicions
>Poor girl
>You may not know much about these ponies, but you know that treating them like this ain't right
>She has no reigns to lead her by, but she immediately follows you upon command
>Her gait is light, practised, and precise; like it's being reproduced by a machine
>You wonder how many beatings it took for her to memorize it so well
>It doesn't take long for you arrive at the stables, and you quickly lead her to a vacant stall
>As soon as she step inside and the door closes, she simply stands behind the gate and stares forward
>She makes no effort to explore her space
>This is probably the first time she's actually had more than the area of a closet to herself
>You shake your head as you start heading back to the house
>It's very late, and you and 'Checkers' are going to have a long day tomorrow
 
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>'Gelding' is just the Equestrian word for a transsexual female rather than a castrated male like on Earth
>Gelding Grotto is a small tribal enclave where the colts are all raised as fillies
>Twilight and friends have to go to Gelding Grotto for adventure purposes
>They bring Anon with them because self-insert
>Anon is amazed when they arrive
>Nothing but beautiful mares as far as the eye can see
>And they're all fawning over him
>It isn't innocent, either, the lust is readily apparent on their faces as they stare
>The thirst is real
>It makes sense; in a society comprised entirely of females, they'd need to breed with males from the outside
>It's a nice change of pace
>The mares in Ponyville barely gave him the time of day
>As he basks in the sudden influx of female attention, he can't help but notice that his friends keep giggling and snickering for some reason
 
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Why don't you just go back to playing your little video games you stupid loser. As if a hot girl like Shimmer would ever want to talk to you.
 
>Anon decides to prove her wrong
>Puts a quarter in the DDR machine
>...and then another seven when he realizes it's two bucks per play
>Chooses Butterfly by Smile.dk
>He's absolutely killing it, getting a nearly perfect score
>He's drawn a small crowd, who are cheering him on
>But all Sunset sees is a nerd flailing around on a tiny stage
>She rolls her eyes and leaves to meet her friends at the food court
>When she gets there, Anon is dancing on their table
>He's set up a PS2, and old CRT, and is stomping around on one of those shitty plastic mats that came with the home versions of DDR
>Her friends are all clapping and cheering as his score goes up
>She groans in frustration and leaves
>She has to piss anyway
>While she's sitting on the toilet, all she can hear is muffled Smile.dk and frantic stomping from the stall beside her
>Her eye twitches
>She decides to call it a day and head home
>She passes Anon stomping away to the beat multiple times
>It's like he's around every street corner
>There's no escape when she gets home, he's already there, tap-dancing on her last nerve
>Something snaps inside of her
>She grabs him, throws him on the bed, and straddles him
"If I fuck you, will you please just stop dancing!?"
>He opens his mouth to respond, but she pushes her mouth against his and shoves her tongue in his mouth before reaching down to undo his pants
>Fuck it, she'll just wear him out until he's physically incapable of fucking dancing
 
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>Anonpone becomes a member of the Royal Guard
>He's a total pussy who couldn't fight his way out of paper bag; the only reason he joined was to get to the mirror
>He wants to be a human, just like in his cartoon show for little colts
>The portal is open for a brief moment, and he jumps in immediately
>For whatever reason, he's still a pony
>Fuck
>And the portal closed behind him, and probably won't open again for another century or something
>Double fuck
>And nobody can understand him for some reason, and think he's a stray animal
>Triple fuck
>While on the run, he happens across Sunset Shimmer, who of course speaks horse
>She lets him stay with her, on the condition that he pretends to be her pet around other people
>He's not to happy about it, especially the leash he has to wear when they go outside
>But Sunset is actually enjoying it quite a bit
>The idea of having an intelligent being as her pet kinda turns her on a little
>The fact that everyone except her sees him as a dumb animal ignites a furious blaze in her panties
>She starts to treat him more and more as an actual pet, and there isn't really anything he can do about it
>She's literally the only person who understand him; she's all he has
>It's either be her pet, or compete for scraps on the streets with stray dogs and cats
 
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>Be Anon in Equestria
>Finding work was difficult at first
>But you quickly learned that having hands opened particularly lucrative lines of business
>It's late; you're leaning against a wall by an alley, waiting for your Jane
>You spot a nervous-looking Starlight Glimmer heading your way, and you smirk
>As she approaches, you turn towards her
"Hey there, beautiful! You look like you've had a rough day! Need some help relaxing?"
>She glances around to make sure nobody's looking, before looking back up to you and nodding
>You jerk your head towards the alley and head in, and she reluctantly follows
>You unlock the metal door leading to your place of business and sweep your arm out emphatically
"Here we are! Mi Casa Su Casa~"
>It's little more than a dirty supply closet with a mattress on the floor, but it provides the privacy your clients desire
>You plop down on the mattress as she shakily steps into the room and closes the door
"So, what'll it be? Ear scratches? Belly rubs? Maybe a little half 'n half?"
>She scratches her foreleg and swallows hard
>"D-do you, um, do you maybe do b-boops?"
>You try your best to conceal your disgust
>You fail
"You have to pay to get booped?"
>She furrows her brow in frustration
>"D-do you do them or not!?"
>You shrug
"I'll do just about anything for the right price."
>She tosses a small purse of coins towards you, and you catch them
>Feeling their reassuring heft, you smile
"It's a pleasure doing business with you, miss~"
>She feebly smiles and approaches you
>Only to be stopped by the door slamming open
>"FREEZE, PONICE!"
>She nearly jumps out of her skin as she spins in place to the officer in the doorway
>"W-what? But I-I didn't-"
>The officer holds up a pair of cuffs and a magic suppressor
>"This is a sting operation, ma'am. We caught everything on tape."
>Glimmer's withers sag, and she turns towards you with questioning eyes
"Don't worry, missy, I'm sure there are plenty of ponies who'd love to boop you in jail."
 
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>You appear in Equestria
>Right in the middle of Diamond Dog territory
>You're immediately tackle, subdued, and chained up
>After changing hands and hooves between slavers of various races and backgrounds
>Finally you end up at the end of the chain and are purchased by your final owner: Applejack
>She's nice and treats you well
>But she expects good work out of you
>If you slack off or try to leave the farm unaccompanied, she zaps you with the collar that the slavers put on you as punishment
>When you try to convince her that treating you this way is wrong, she gets confused
>You aren't a pony
>Or a griffon
>Or a yak
>Or whatever
>She likens zapping you to rubbing Winona's nose in her piss when she goes to the bathroom inside the house
>None of the other ponies seem to feel any differently on the matter, either
>Her family is just as ready to put your in your place as she is; the only real example is Applebloom who sometimes help you sneak out to hang out with her and her friends
>But she still doesn't really seem to think of you as a person; sometimes she just needs some muscle and they like your stories about Earth
>The rest of the mane six are just as disrespectful of your rights as they are
>They don't hit or demean your or anything; to an outside observer they are pretty nice
>But you're still Applejack's property to them
>Any attempts to argue against that notion usually ends with Twilight reciting the precise legal definitions of slavery
>Slavery is illegal in Equestria, but since you weren't one of the species listed as 'sapient, willfull beings' in the laws, those protections didn't apply to you
>Not even Celestia thinks any better of you
>You had hoped that her centuries of wisdom and incredible empathy would save you, but your hopes are dashed when you hear her refer to you as 'Applejack's pet'
>Eventually you give up hope of ever leading a free life
>Your situation isn't exactly ideal, but isn't so bad, really
 
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>Twilight invites you to a dance
>When you go to pick her up, you find that she's wearing a fucking wedding dress
>When you point out this fact, she unleashes a tidal wave of spaghetti
>In situations of stress, such as extreme embarrassment, most people are subject to what is known as the 'fight or flight' response
>In this situation, 'flight' would be to either find another dress or not go to the dance
>Instead, Twilight chooses 'fight'
>She doubles down and insists that you're just behind the times of fashion, and that she's just wearing a white evening gown
>After helping her stuff her enormous, voluminous skirts and petticoats and long, flowing veil into the backseat of your car, you give her ample opportunity to back down on the way, but she insists that everything's fine
>When you arrive, she looks so embarrassed that she's both on the verge of tears and vomiting, but she is absolutely adamant about having a good time with you
>Despite the stares
>And the whispers
>And the laughter
>You manage to meet up with some of her friends to try and plan some way to turn her evening around and make her happy, but those plans have to be made piecemeal over the course of the evening
>You don't want to leave Twilight alone for too long
 
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>Anon heads to the town square to buy some appuls
>When he arrives, he finds Starlight Glimmer locked in a stockade with tears streaking down her cheeks
>A sign hanging above her declares her crime to be Masturbooping
>A small crowd is gathered around her, jeering and insulting her, calling her a slut, whore, etc, etc
>Every now and then someone will come up and boop her while telling her that she loves it and that she's disgusting
>Glimmer alternates between deep, racking sobs and low throaty moans
>She affirms every insult thrown her way
>Yes she's disgusting
>Yes she's a whore
>Yes she loves being booped by dozens of strangers in public
>Every now and then her tail lifts and a steam of yellowish fluid squirts out of her backside as she cums
>Anon turns around and heads home
>It's too early to deal with this shit
 
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>You are Fluttershy
>You stop by Twilight's castle to drop off a book that you had borrowed
>Twilight is slowly petting and comforting a shellshocked Anonfilly
"What's wrong? Is she alright?"
>Twilight kisses her on the forehead, and turns to you
>"She was playing with her pet Mr. Noodle, and apparently he was feeling kind of...hungry..."
>Your eyes widen in shock
>You knew that there was going to be trouble when she chose the python that was nearly twice her size to be her pet
"O-oh my goodness! Is she going to be alright?"
>Twilight nods
>"I had put a couple of spells in her back when she first became a filly for safety's sake. I don't seem so overprotective now, huh?"
>Anon simply whimpers in response
>Poor girl
"I'm so sorry...how did you stop it from happening? Did you have to hurt Mr. Noodle?"
>An awkward silence fills the air
>"...I had to go to Canterlot over the weekend on Royal Business. This was the first time I had ever left her alone, and this happened on the day I left..."
>...oh...
"But...if you weren't here to save her, then how did she escape?"
>She scratches the back of her head
>"The same way that food normally gets out after being eaten..."
>Anon shudders, and mumbles under her breath
>"The squeezing...the squeezing..."
>...Eww...
 
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>You are Anon, and also a fresh arrival in Equestria
>After being made to go through the special immigration procedure designed for the many Anons that come through, you're told that in order to qualify for temporary living assistance you have to agree to adopt an Anonfilly
>You reluctantly agree, your paperwork is stamped, and you're given a filly and sent on your way
>Filly is pretty hostile, calling you a faggot and insisting that she's a grown-ass man who can take care of herself
>That's fine by you
>You just took her on so that you don't have to sleep under a bridge
>True to her word, she does mostly look after herself, but you're usually ready to help her out when her hooves fail her
>After a few weeks, you notice that filly is beginning to act strange
>She keeps jumping up in your lap, flicking her tail at you, staring at you from across the room, etc
>While you're eating cereal one morning, you get a knock at the door
>It's Princess Twilight wearing a tie and holding a clipboard, with a Ponice officer standing behind her
>"Your filly contacted us about the molestation."
>Your heart nearly jumps out of your throat
"W-what! That's horseshit! I haven't molested anyone!"
>"Exactly."
>You blink
"...what?"
>She tucks her clipboard into her saddlebag and returns her focus to you
>"We don't really know why, but Anonfillies seem to have a psychological need to be molested. I'm just one mare, okay? I can't molest all these fillies on my own! It's up to their guardians to pick up the slack!"
>You blink again
"...what?"
>Did you have a stroke or something?
>She sighs and rubs her forehead
>"Okay, look...this was clearly a misunderstanding, so I'll give you another chance. You have forty-eight hours to fiddle your filly or I'll have you arrested. Have a nice day."
>She trots off, and you stare after her
>Your eyes slide over to the officer, but she just shrugs
>"Don't look at me, this shit's just as weird to me as it is to you."
 
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>Ever since the the portals were first created, Earth and Equestria became culturally and economically connected
>This hasn't been great for Equestrian business
>Sweet Apple Acres is struggling
>Apples from Earth are cheap and plentiful, the Apple family can't compete as they are now
>If they could expand and increase production, they could hold their own, but the land prices have skyrocketed due to massive human corporations buying it up for their own needs
>Applebloom has grown up into a young mare in these trying times, and she's had to watch the family struggle
>She feels useless; she isn't strong enough to be a great help around the farm, and even if she was it would be too little too late
>But there is still a way that she can help
>She heads to local extradimensional export office
>The woman behind the counter smiles at her
>"Hello dear, is there anything you-"
"I want to sell myself into slavery."
>The woman cocks an eyebrow
>After a few minutes of assuring her that she's serious, the woman goes to get the necessary paperwork
>She's young and healthy; she'll sell for a pretty penny
>And her virginity will probably make her even more valuable
>Hopefully it will be enough for her family to expand
 
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>You are Anon and you live in Equestria, but you still try to stay in contact with the folks back home
>You're about to head through a portal to spend Thanksgiving with them when your marefriend Twilight tells you to have a good time
"Are you sure you don't want to come? We can just tell them you're a friend. That's technically not a lie."
>She waves you off
>"I'd really rather avoid causing any trouble for your family. Besides, I get you all to myself for the rest of the year."
>She rubs her stomach and frowns
>"Besides, I've been feeling a little nauseous lately. I think I'll skip the feast-based holiday this year."
>You give her a quick kiss and head through the portal into the brisk autumn air on the other side
>Within the hour you're at your parents house catching up and regaling them with stories about Equestria
>As the sun drops ever closer to the horizon, a knock at the door sounds out as everyone is winding down for bedtime
>It's Twilight
>She looks scared and nervous, but she plasters on a huge fake smile
>"H-hello! I'm, uh, a friend of Anon's. From Equestria, obviously. Can I come in?"
>She's invited inside, shrugs off her saddlebags, and makes a show of greeting everyone
>When she comes to you she tells everyone that she needs to talk to you in private and drags you away
>"Are you sure your parents wouldn't be supportive of an interspecies relationship?"
>You sigh
"I don't know, I'm just assuming that they feel the same way that most people feel."
>She bites her lip
>"What if something came up, something that removed any and all doubt that you had sex with a pony?"
"What are you talking about?"
>She looks away and rubs her stomach again
>The realization hits you like a ton of bricks
"Oh...s-shit..."
>Meanwhile, your father peeks into Twilight's saddlebag and reads the spine of the book inside
>OF HOOVES AND HIPPOGRIFFS: A GUIDE TO A HEALTHY CROSS-SPECIES PREGNANCY
>"Aw, shit..."
 
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>Anon wakes up to find a very young Anonfilly in his room
>She's just barely above Anonbabby age, and she doesn't remember anything
>Unfortunately for Filly, Anon is a basement-dwelling NEET with no friends
>After raising her for a year, she's foul-mouthed, rude, and with a terrible attitude
>She's also picked up some unusual quirks from her sheltered development
>She doesn't like meeting new people and buries herself in videogames and pirated movies and TV shows
>She only goes outside when Anon or his family makes her, and runs back inside as soon as she possibly can
>She literally thinks that her mother is Anon's Twilight plush and constantly cuddles and hugs it, often rushing to it for comfort when she gets upset
>Eventually a portal to Equestria opens up and sucks both Anon and Filly in
>Twilight found out about Filly and brought both her and her 'dad' over
>She's appalled at how poorly Anon has raised her, and insists that they have to undo the damage before either of them are allowed to leave
>Anon is forced to enroll in a parenting course, and Twilight takes Filly under her wing to teach her some manners
>Filly refuses to take the lessons unless her 'mom' can be there
>The whole time Twilight is trying to teach, she's being stared down by a dirty, dead-eyed plush of herself with a silicone vagina shoved up the back of it
>Maybe she can get Anon banished to the Moon for this?
 
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>Anon lives in the EqG universe
>He's also not exactly the most masculine guy around
>The only thing keeping him from being a straight-up trap is the fact that he doesn't wear women's clothes
>Even then, he gets mistaken for a girl sometimes anyway
>Fluttershy has a massive girl boner for Anon
>He's pretty much the living embodiment of her fetishes
>She desperately wants to become his mistress, dress him up in fetish gear and lingerie, and fuck him raw with a horsecock strapon
>But she's way too shy to ever talk to a boy about lewd stuff; the idea of talking about her heavy fetish stuff nearly paralyzes her
>But that doesn't stop her from trying
>In the worst possible ways
>She walks up to Anon with a firm, confident glare
>It fades almost immediately
>She stutters and stammers and shakes as she desperately tries to force her words out
>Eventually she gives up, thrusts a small gift bag into his hands and flees, leaving a trail of spaghetti in her wake
>He peeks inside, and is confused at what he sees
>Some kind of small, curved, plastic tube with a little padlock on it
>He shrugs and puts it in his backpack
>He'll just put it with the other strange gifts that she's given him over the past few weeks: the leather dog collar and the long, pink, silicone mushroom
>At least he's getting some use out of the webcam she gave him
>Now he can skype with his friends!
 
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>Anon is carrying a bottle of magic
>He trips, shattering it on the ground
>That patch of dirt just so happens to be Pear Butter's unmarked grave; her and Bright Mac were making a late delivery in a storm and were buried in a mud slide
>She pulls herself out of the ground with her partially decomposed forelegs
>Most of her brain has rotted away, so she's operating on very basic instincts and what few memories haven't oozed out of the back of her cracked skull
>Anon is wearing a yellow shirt
>Her husband is yellow
>Therefore, Anon = husband
>She just woke up, meaning that it's time to preform her wifely duties for her beloved spouse
>Dragging one of her back legs behind her by the one ligament that has yet to rot away, she staggers her way on top of the fear-paralyzed Anon and starts having sex with him
>Her movements are slow and clumsy on account of the fact that she's literally a zombie, but she manages to guide his terror-boner into what's left of her vagina
>The slick mud that entombed her now serves as lubrication as she gently bounces in his lap, maintaining eye contact with her one barely-functioning eye
>She tries to whisper dirty talk and encouragement into his ear, but since the speech center of her brain was eaten by worms a long time ago, she resorts to gutteral groans, moans, and grunts
>She manages to extract a couple of horrified and confused ejaculations from him, she pulls off of him and goes in for a kiss
>Since her lips are long gone, she basically just ends up rubbing her teeth and jaw bone against Anon's face
>Now that she's fulfilled her duty to her husband, it's time to make breakfast for the kids
>With a bit of difficulty, she manages to turn herself in the general direction of Sweet Apple Acres and staggers off
>Anon stays frozen in place, staring up at the sky
>Nobody can ever know of this
 
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>Be Anonfilly
>You're playing Ogres and Oubliettes with Chrysalis as the GM
>She railroads you through the character creation and basically forces you to build a filly character
>You can't even escape into fantasy
>You're fighting your first enemy: a low level goblin
>Unfortunately you critically miss and injure yourself, and the Goblin finishes you off
>Well that was a short game
>As you go to leave, she stops you
>Her evil grin sends chills down your spine
>She informs you that the goblin is sparing your life, in exchange for your body
>The goblin climbs on top of you and begins raping you
>You fail every ludicrously high stat check that could have possibly prevented it
>She then goes on to describe the rape in graphic, lurid detail
>When it's finished, he drags you back to his camp to share you with his friends
>More failed stat checks, more disturbingly detailed descriptions of how your body is being defiled
>They decide to keep you as a broodmare and brand you with their tribal insignia before locking you up to use you again in the future
>However, the construction of your cell is so flimsy and the goblins so incompetent, that escape is trivial
>Once you have enough distance between you and the camp, she happily informs you that you've escaped, and that your adventure can continue
>However, the goblin brand will permanently debuff your speech and barter skills as long as it's visible
>She also informs you that you're pregnant with a goblin child
>The magically-enhanced pregnancy will progress quickly over the coming days, causing negative effects as your stomach swells
>You don't really know how to react
>You don't seem as shocked as the other players, however
>Shining Armor, Spike, Big Mac, and Sugar Belle are all flabbergasted
>They nervously resume as Chrysalis describes your party reuniting and lays out the town you've all arrived in
>You have a feeling that you're going to be playing a very different game than everyone else
 
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>Be Anon, someone is knocking at your door
>You answer it, and Pinkie bursts in
>"Slumber party!"
>The other girls follow, and you sigh
"I wish I knew that I was throwing a slumber party, but I'm pretty sure my dad would call me gay if he found out I threw seven girls out."
>Sunset frowns
>"Pinkie told us that you invited us over for a study group."
>Pinkie giggles
>"I lied!"
>She grabs her clothes and tears them away, revealing a tank top and a pair of sleep pants beneath
>You have no idea how she hid a pair of pants under a skirt, but whatever
>Rainbow crosses her arms in annoyance
>"Since we thought we were coming here to study, none of us brought our pajamas."
>Pinkie grabs onto Dash's clothes
>"Then you can just wear your undies!"
>She rips her clothes off as well, revealing the pair of boy shorts and sports bra beneath
>"Hey!"
>She almost looks like she's just dressed for a hot day or something
>Rarity gasps
>"Pinkie, what on Earth are you doing! You can't just-"
>Rip
>Rarity is literally wearing lingerie
>Lacy panties and bra, stockings, and garter belt
>The only reason you can't see her nipples through it is because she seems to be wearing something over them to stop them from bleeding through her shirt
>"PINKIE!"
>You avert your eyes for her sake
>Everyone else realises that Pinkie is serious, so they all hesitantly start undressing
>Except Applejack
>She covers her body protectively
>"Uh...I ain't...exactly wearing nothin' underneath..."
>Twilight raises an eyebrow
>"I had to help out around the farm today, alright! I always sweat through!"
>Pinkie smiles
>"Aw, that's okay. People sleep naked all the time!"
>And then she pounces
>As she begins undressing the poor girl, you scratch the back of your head uncomfortably
"I'll just...go put on my pajamas..."
 
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>You are Anonfilly
>Anon is normally a ginormous faggot, but he just invited you over to his place to get fucking plastered, so he's cool right now
>He keeps a steady stream of hard liquor and beer flowing into you
>He's measuring them both out carefully, and at one point you see him do some math on paper before he gives you your booze
>He must be trying to make sure he doesn't overwhelm your little filly liver
>How considerate
>Whatever, soon enough you're absolutely hammered
>In your drunken haze, you notice that he hasn't had anything to drink yet
>He's just watching you with an empty wine glass next to him
>You ask what's up
>He smirks
>"Oh, I'm planning on getting buzzed off of what's gonna come out of you when those beers finally catch up to you"
>The fuck is he-
>Your aching bladder causes you to squirm uncomfortably, and you freeze
>Oh
>Oh God damn it
>His smirk widens
>"Right on cue."
>He sets the wine glass on the coffee table before picking you up and holding you over it
>You should never have trusted a faggot to not pull some gay shit on you
 
>You're still Anonfilly
>You've reached something of an understanding with Anon
>He enables your alcoholism, and you enable his degenerate piss-drinking fetish
>You had started by just pissing into a glass, but it didn't take long for him to start drinking straight from the source
>You didn't like it, but you didn't have much of a choice
>What are you supposed to do?
>NOT drink exorbitant amounts of alcohol?
>You arrive at his house, and he announces that he's going to try something new
>Fuck
>He pulls a cloth off of some strange contraption
>You see a sawhorse, some tubes, and a large glass bottle
"What the fuck is this?"
>"I call it the filly still!"
"That doesn't exactly answer my question."
>He flips over a chalkboard with a diagram explaining everything
>The first thing you notice is that you're tied down onto the sawhorse with a tube coming out of the back of you
>He gestures towards the illustration
>"First, food and drink enters the filly from the front, they're processed by her diligent and hard-working kidneys into urine, which is stored within the bladder. Then, once filly's little bladder is swollen to bursting, the valve on her catheter is opened, allowing her to relieve herself into this large glass vessel. By alternating feeding, providing water, and providing alcohol, a delicious golden ambrosia can be brewed for my private reserves!"
>...
"I'm not letting you strap me into that thing."
>He laughs
>"Oh sweet little filly. You already consented when you entered my home."
 
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>Anon used to be a pony
>A member of the Royal Guard, to be more specific
>He was usually stationed outside of the room with the EqG mirror in it
>This was a bit of a problem for Sunset Shimmer
>She had big plans for that mirror
>After a relatively simple seduction, she convinced Anon to allow her access to the mirror
>When she was ready to go through, she made sure to bring him along
>She needed someone to do the heavy lifting
>When they arrived on the other side, the nature of their relationship changed almost immediately
>He became little more than a slave to her; being bossed around and controlled, and being forced to service her sexually with little chance of any reciprocation
>All throughout, he was subjected to psychological and physical torment in order to make him more malleable
>After months of this hellish treatment, she decided that she didn't need him anymore and ditched him in a neighboring city alone with only twenty dollars and the clothes on his back
>Years later, Shimmer has been totally reformed
>Her and her friends are on a trip out of town and stop for a bite to eat at a fast food joint, but she's shocked when she sees Anon behind the counter
>He's been struggling to adapt and survive in this alien world, and his time as her slave has left him a little broken
>He's too skittish to make friends, and her domination of him has made it virtually impossible to have a normal relationship with any other woman
>When the girl's efforts to help repeatedly fail, they decide on an unorthodox solution
>Sunset is going to become his mistress again
>But this time, she's going to build him up instead of break him down, and show him a more gentle and loving side of domination
 
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>You're walking into town with your waifu
>She's pulling a cart behind to carry your things
>She's very helpful like that
>Every now and then she squirms and adjusts the yoke around her neck for comfort
>She moans weakly into the bit in her mouth that prevents her from speaking
>You reach out and gently scratch along her jawline, and she lovingly nuzzles into your hand
>She's so affectionate
>You run your hand down her neck, over the thick, faux-leather saddle with your name stitched into it, and over her delicious rump
>You squeeze her cutie mark playfully before sliding your hand inward
>As soon as your hand moves behind her tail, it flips out of the way to reveal what was previously hidden
>One of your most important rules for her was that she had to be ready to lift her tail for you, no matter where you were or who was watching
>Her clitoris is winking at a brisk pace, and there was a rather generous amount of glistening fluid between her gulping lips
>How unfortunate; she still had about three days to go until her next orgasm
>Your eyes move up so that you can see what you came back here to check
>The buttplug is still buried within her
>A rope is tied around a loop on the base, which comes straight back and is tied off on the cart she's pulling
>The rope's length was carefully considered
>Long enough that it wasn't yanked out as soon as she starts pulling, but short enough so that it exerts a constant force on her asshole as she walks
>You give the rope a few light tugs, causing her to grunt and a few drops of fluid to fall from her lips on both ends, before you pat her flanks and allow her to lower her tail again
"We should be arriving soon. There's quite a few things that we're running low on back home, so we're going to be out and about for quite a while."
>Her blush deepens, and she nods
>You smile and scratch behind her ear appreciatively
>She's such a good pony
 
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>There's a fetish brothel just outside of town
>After hearing how high the pay is, you've decided that you want in
>You're small and twinkish, so the only role they have for you is as a sub
>It pays better than the doms anyway, so you go for it
>They give you your 'uniform' (a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, and nothing else) and then you're sent upstairs for your 'interview'
>You basically have the job, but the Madame gets to try out all of the fresh meat
>You open the door to find her standing in front of her desk with a girl on her knees beneath her, eating her out
>Oh fuck, that's your sister Fluttershy!
>You're both embarrassed to be caught by each other in this seedy place
>The Madame's eyes light up when she hears that you're siblings
>She hooks her arms behind you both and gently presses your nude bodies together
>She has you rub, touch, and kiss each other, telling you that if you don't want to do it, then you can just quit
>You can't turn down the money, and neither can Flutters
>She's probably doing this for the shelter or some shit
>It culminates in you having to stick your cock in the space between her thighs and vulva and thrusting until you cum
>The Madame grabs a short chain and padlocks one end to your collar and the other to Fluttershy's
>She says that you are now 'the twins'
>Nether of your names will be used by the staff, and you will be treated as one person
>She grabs the middle of the chain and leads you both out to the main floor with the customers and guides you into a cage, much like the others that have men and women gyrating within
>She says that you'll just be giving the patrons a show today; you'll start taking customers you tomorrow
>She makes sure to let everyone know that you're siblings before leaving
>You hesitantly slip your tongue into her mouth and squeeze her breast as patrons gather to watch
>You only have to do this until your first check
>Then you can quit, buy your graphics card, and pretend this never happened
 
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>Moondancer is a filthy NEET, and Anon is her brother
>She lusts after him immensely
>Whenever she isn't masturbating to incestuous fantasies of him, she's writing those fantasies out on the internet on an incest fetish forum
>A forum that she recently discovered Anon is a frequent browser of after she snuck onto his computer and checked his browser history
>She's delighted when she reads his username and realizes that he is usually the first person to comment on her smut
>He also frequently references his sister, and how much he wants to fuck her brains out
>She starts trying to encourage him to go for it, giving him pointers on how to approach her
>Other members chime in as well; some encourage him and tell him about their own successful experiences, others warn him about how he could tear his family apart
>Finally, Anon says he's going to do it
>He's going to try and fuck his sister
>Moondancer is nervous and excited
>She cleans her room, scrubs herself nearly raw, and lights a few candles before laying back with a book and trying to act casual
>He never comes into her room
>She peeks into his room on the way to the bathroom, and he just says hi before going back to his game
>When she returns to the forum, he's made up some bullshit story about trying to cop a feel and playing it off as a joke when she got mad
>Her heart sinks
>It's not going to happen
>Fuck
>She buries her head in her arms and whimpers
>There's no way in hell she can approach him about this
>She can barely order food over the phone without spilling spaghetti
>Being an awkward NEET was pure suffering
 
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>You are Anon
>You and the EqG mane 7 play a game of Truth or a Dare with the understanding that everyone is going to pick 'dare', and that it's going to get very lewd
>First dare is for Fluttershy
>She has rub herself for thirty seconds and then lick her fingers clean
>Next dare is for Rarity
>She has to open her shirt and use a vibrator on her nipples for a minute
>Then Rarity has a dare for you
>You have to lay back and let her sit on your face for a minute
>You do, and she grinds against you and digs her fingers into your hair
>You jump slightly as you feel someone touch your dick through your pants
>After what feels like more than a minute, she finally pulls off of you
>Everyone has a weird look on their face
>Whatever, you were the last person dared, which means it's your turn
>And boy, do you have a doozy of a dare for-
>Suddenly Sunset blurts out that it's her turn, and that she has a dare for you
>You have to strip, let her tie you down to the couch, and tease you for five minutes
>That sounds pretty...involved
>Whatever, you can use that to justify daring her to let you fuck her in the ass
>Soon enough, you're tied down, and her fingers, lips, and tongue go to work putting you on edge
>It's already very stimulating, but the fact that you can't resist at all seems to somehow enhance the sensations
>The other girls are staring on and squirming with arousal
>Some of them are sneakily masturbating
>Having all of these horny women surrounding you in this totally helpless state, combined with Sunset's teasing, has your dick furiously erect and begging for release
>Release that doesn't come
>A period of time that the girls claim to be five minutes passes, and you're untied
>As you rub your wrists and try to collect your thoughts, Twilight stammers out that it's her turn
>The fact that you're losing your dare again doesn't annoy you this time
>Instead, it sends a shiver of excitement down your spine
 
>She says that you have to let her put the vibrator up your ass for five minutes
>If you cum before your time is up, then you have to give up your dares for the rest of the night
>You're so on edge from Sunset's treatment that there's no way you'll last that long
>Especially since the idea of losing control for the rest of the night has your cock throbbing in anticipation
>You nervously bend over the couch as Twilight begins lubing the toy up
>You're slightly scared about what the girls are going to do with you after this
>But that fear is only serving to turn you on even more
 
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>You're Anon
>Your favorite shirt has gone missing
>When your shit goes missing, you usually find it in your little sister Twilight's room, so that's where you go
>She's currently downstairs, so you have free reign to search for it
>And snoop a little while you're at it
>She's always sneaking into your room, so you feel a little justified
>Lifting up her mattress, you find both your shirt, as well as a pair of boxers that you didn't realize that you had lost
>Why is she so weird?
>When you grab them, you find a small notebook hidden under them
>Assuming it to be her diary, you pick it up so that you can hopefully gain some insight on her odd behavior
>You pause when you flip it over and see the front cover
>She's written your name on it and drawn a heart around it
>You nervously open it up and start skimming through the contents
>It's all about you, and her incestuous feelings towards you
>She writes out little diary entries about cute little things that you did, and how sexy you looked, and how gross and guilty she felt for thinking of you like that
>As time went on, that guilt seemed to subside, if the list of possible baby names is anything to go by
>You're pretty disturbed
>The horrifying ride only speeds up as you turn the page and find that the fuck fiction that she wrote about you
>'I swallowed nervously as he slowly undid his pants, pulling out his weiner. It was a dark crimson spire, covered in blue and purple veins, coming to a point with a leaking hole at the end.'
>...what?
>Does she know what a penis looks like?
>'He sexily told me to lay down, and I did, and he pulled my pants off. I bit my lip as he kissed me on my clitoris, and moved up to kiss my belly button, and then my nipples, and then on my lips.'
>You frown as you flip the page
>She isn't exactly the most accomplished wordsmith
>'his c̶ c̶o̶ d̶i̶c̶ c̶o̶c̶k̶ his penis throbbed as he lined the tip up with my peehole'
>WHAT
 
>'he pushes it all the way inside in one movement, and I moan loudly. Kisses me on the mouth and neck, he whispers how much he loves me into my ear. He thrusts steadily into me for over an hour while playing with my clitoris.'
>Jesus Christ, does this girl know anything about sex!?
>'He was getting close. He was panting like Clover on a hot day.'
>Come on Twi, leave the dog out of your perversions
>...now that you think about it, you realize where she might have gotten that horrible description of your dick
>'I dug my fingers in his hair and whispered in his ear:'
>'let it out~'
>'with a manly grunt he pushed all the way inside and started peeing'
>...no...
>How can the smartest girl you know he this stupid?
>'I winced as he filled my bladder all the way up, and then some'
>This girl is probably going to have some fucked up fetishes once she figures out how everything works
>'we snuggled together as he kissed me and told me how beautiful I am, and we fell asleep holding each other'
>Well at least it all worked out in the end, or whatever
>"A-anon?"
>Shit
>You look up to see a horrified Twilight in the doorway
>You're both frozen in place for a few moments before you finally break the silence
"Look, Twilight-"
>"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry. Please don't hate me, I-I didn't mean-"
>You stand up, and she flinches as you reach out to gently touch her shoulder
"I don't hate you, okay? I'm not mad. I'm more upset about how...biologically inaccurate...this is."
>She's silent for several seconds as her face is consumed by a deep blush
>She swallows nervously
>"C-could you teach me?"
>...
>"..."
>...
>"...I...It was a joke, I'm sorry, I was just, I-I mean-"
>You push the notebook into her chest
"J-just tell Mom that you need to take a sex ed course at school."
>She nods weakly
>She looks like she's about to cry
>You slide past her awkwardly and shuffle quickly back to your room
>Meanwhile, you're cursing the traitorous half-chub straining against the front of your pants
 
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