Living with Spaghetti Sparkle 1
 
INTRO MUSIC:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5kUEtF4p5X8
 
Previous Chapters:
http://pastebin.com/u/bettyspaghetti
 
LW/Spaghetti Sparkle is an interactive story. Check it out here:
http://spaghettisparklechan.deviantart.com/
 
>today you'll be checked out of the hospital by your fiancee, Twilight Sparkle
>feelsgoodman.jpg
>she's been acting really funny the past few days
>you know why, of course
>she's in heat
>deep in heat
>she can barely walk straight when you're behind her
>she just wants to fall over and get some
>it's quite flattering actually
>she doesn't seem to be this receptive to other males
>her devotion to you is unparalleled
>as is her creepy factor
>so it goes
 
>you're loaded onto the train to Ponyville in your new rockin' wheelchair
>you're going to be brought to your own warm bed at home and be tended to by a registered nurse for a few days
>surprisingly, Twilight isn't upset by this development
>she knows you'll never make a move on some random filly or anyp0ny for that matter
>it's good to know there's some trust in this relationship
>however, Twilight has become even more protective of you ever since your injury
>she appearantly had a tiff with Fluttershy while you were asleep
>Fluttershy tried to kiss you
>she claimed that it would: "wake you up to see your fiancee sooner"
>what a bullshitter
>it seems like Twilight and Fluttershy's friendship is in tatters
>you're going to have to do something about that
 
 
>When you're alone in the train compartment, Twilight tries to jump your bones
>her hoofs have gripped your head and she's forcing her tongue in your mouth
>it's all pretty nice actually, except for the pain in your gut
>Twi:"I need you... NOW. I can't wait. I has to be N.O.W.!"
>she's shuddering as she says every word
No Twi, we can't. I'm in a wheelchair right now and besides, it hurts to even think about moving my hips.
>her horn glows
>Twi:"What if your hips moved on their own?"
>*sigh*
No. We're not doing magicsex. No!
>she horn's glow fades
>Twi:"D-damn you Anon...*sniff*"
Can't it wait just a little longer?
>Twi:"NO! IT CAN'T! Look..."
>she grabs your phone with magic and opens her DeviantART from your favorites
>she scrolls to her latest DeviantART journal
 
http://spaghettisparklechan.deviantart.com/journal/ANON-WOKE-UP-300490159
 
>Twi:"See? This is what it feels like to be in... heat."
Wait. Wait. Wait. Twilight, could you stand here for a sec?
>she moves into position
>you roll yourself behind her
>her tail twitches about one inch higher than it was before
>you move to her front
>it goes back down
>you move behind her again
>it's up again
You're doing that on your own!
>Twi:"NO! I swear to Celestia it's instinctual! THAT'S how bad I want you right now.
Even if we did something, remember what happened last time we were on a train.
>Twi:"oh yeah..."
 
>you look both ways, as if you're about to do something devious
>you are
Hey Twi, if I... use my hands... will that be okay?
>Twi:"*sigh* I guess, but I really just want to be filled up with your cum right now."
>she puts a hoof to her mouth
>Twi:"Wow, that was really... blunt... I'm sorry. Yes, your hands will do nicely for now, but... I'm not sure if it will cut it later."
Here, sit down next to me.
 
>If you didn't know better, you'd think your fiancee was broken
>what is usually a gentle leak from her marehood is now a raging torrent
>she's making an unbelievable mess
>this compartment will never smell the same
>you try to constrain yourself to shallow strokes, you don't want Twilight to get too excited too early
>she likes it deep
>you like to tease
>Twi:"Anon... just--there we go mmmMMmm~ WAIT! Don't pull out again that's-- why are you doing this to-- MEEEEeee~"
>you go in with your other hand to give her a belly rub
>Twi:"Oooh~ This is n-NEWw~ I'll have to--- ah~?"
>she magics over a scroll and begins to write something down
>push deep into her slick entrance more every time she tries to write a word
>Twi:"A-Anon!! Quit it, I'm trying to-- GYA! MMmmmmM! I can't-- ANON!"
>she looks at you with a death glare
>you stop the festivities for a moment
>Twi:"I'm trying to write something Anon, give me a--"
>you push deeper than you've gone before this session
>this time with three fingers
>she melts
>Twi:"HHhhnnngng~? I'll w-write it LAAAAA--ter~"
 
 
 
>after you've made her cum for the third time, you've both found a comfortable position for long term fingering
>you limped out of your wheelchair and sat on the train-seat
>Twilight lays on her back, head on your lap
>you have your hand situated where the action is
>Twilight, every now and then, begs for a kiss
>you always give it to her, but leaning down causes you pain
 
>she cums for a fourth time
>fuck janitors, this is going to need a squad of sanitary technicians
>or maybe Twilight will just use magic-- yep that's what she's doing, okay
>Twi:"Thanks Anon? I really needed that..."
Come here, ow
>you lean down and give her another kiss
>the pain is unbelievable and you scream into her mouth
>she giggles and screams into your mouth in response
>fucking Spaghetti Sparkle
 
 
 
>she cleaned up her ejaculations, but there still lingers the smell of her sex
Twilight, honey, it smells like an orgy in here
>Twi:"I know~? Isn't it great... DOES IT GET YOU HOT??"
>she stares at your pants
No. No. No. Well... yes. But! That's not important! We need to cover our trial here. Do you have a spell that masks smells?
>Twilight is staring at the bulge in your pants
>she's not paying any attention
Hey! Twilight! Eyes up here! I'm not just a piece of meat. Look at my face, damn it!
>her drooling face slowly makes its way up to yours in a kiss
>trance-like, she pulls away and looks at your pants again
>that's it, your fiancee is broken
 
>your phone rings
>it's the nurse mare who was supposed to be staying with you for a few days while you get better
>she's crying
>you can barely make out what she's saying
>you hear something about a murder threat and pictures of her kids
>sounds serious
>she's not going to be able to look after you when you get home
>instead, another registered nurse will be taking care of you
>Fluttershy
FLUTTERSHY!
>Twi:"Fluttershy?"
Fluttershy...
 
>Twi:"FLUTTERSHY? She's the temporary nurse??!! No way. Not happening. We're getting you another nurse."
She's the only one not tied up with anything right now.
>Twi:"But... I can't... no! She's not allowed to live with Anon before me, even it's just for a day!"
Well then, how about I move in with you right now? No furniture hauling, no planning, no nothing!
>Twilight faints
 
~~~END OF PART 1~~~
 
Spaghetti Sparkle's version of events:
http://spaghettisparklechan.deviantart.com/journal/coming-home-with-anon-300685481