Living with Spaghetti Sparkle 17
 
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>AJ:"What ya doin' there Anon? Lockin' the door?"
Yeah. Why?
>Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie and Applejack laugh at you
>AJ:"Yer so paranoid Anon."
Oh shut up!
>RD:"hehehe *hic* he just wants to protect his 'princess' hheehehe"
Maybe I do!
>PP:"Oh Anon... there's no burglars in Ponyville!"
You know what? FINE!
>you unlock the door and open it up
I'll just leave it like this. Better?
>AJ:"You should prolly close it."
It's never enough with you mares!
>you slam the door with all the force you can muster
IT GOOD NOW??
>*crash*
>PP:"*giggle*"
What?!
>Pinkie Pie points at the door behind you
>it's fallen off of its hinges and is laying flat on the ground
FUCK!!
 
>you're walking Applejack home
>you haven't separated from Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie yet
>you didn't drink much so your buzz is wearing off at this point
>Applejack is tipsy at this point, as she can hold he liquor like nop0ny's business
>Rainbow Dash is a different story
>she's completely smashed
>Pinkie Pie is trying to hold her upright, but it's difficult with hooves
 
>it's mid autumn
>the leaves are beginning to fall in earnest now
>or, at least they would if the ponies didn't control the weather
>you'll get to see Twilight in her cute little scarf more often from now on
>yesssss
>a stray leaf falls from a branch and into your open mouth
GCKK*cough* PHfff phhhs EW!
>RD:"HEhhehe What was that??"
Stupid leaf!
>RD:"LEAF??!!"
Yeah leaf. What?
>AJ:"LEEEAF??!!"
What?
>PP:"LEEEEEEEEEEEAFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!"
Leeeaf?
>RD:"Yeah! The Running of the Leaves marathon! It's tomorr-ACK *cough* *cough*"
>PP:"Whoa nelly! You okay Rainbow?"
>RD:"MMmmm... N-NO! BLEKKCCHH!"
>this is the first time you've ever seen Rainbow Dash vomit
>she can usually hold her liquor
>Applejack follows suit after smelling the vomit
>there's a surprising amount of undigested apples in there
 
>PP:"Ewwww! This calls for... DRASTIC MEASURES."
>Pinkie Pie uses her head and neck hoist Rainbow Dash up and catapult the vomiting pony onto her back
>PP:"I'll see you later Anon! I'm gonna take some super duper looper secret passageways back home. Ciao!~"
>before you can even think about it, they're gone
>now you're left with a vomiting orange pony in the middle of the night
>AJ:"Anon... please HELP M--BLEEEAHHH"
I'll carry you. Is that okay?
>she wipes her face with a hoof and nods her head
 
>so her hat wouldn't fall off, you wore it on your own head
>the silliness of it all put a grin on her face
>it kept her mind off of the vomiting
>that's good
>especially since she's in your arms now
>you're careful to not carry her like you would Twilight, since if you did you would be touching her mare-parts
>however, this makes it far more uncomfortable for Applejack
>AJ:"Tch... Anon--ow--could you hold me a--ouch, jeez--could you hold me a different way?"
Um... no?
>AJ:"You know how I don't like hearin' no for an answer. And I can tell yer lyin'"
Uhh...
>AJ:"Just... her you go."
>she uses her free hooves to push your hand onto her ass
>it's warm
>and supple
>and--NO!
>THIS IS CHEATING!
>right?
>apparently your expression just broadcasted all of your internal emotions
>Applejack reads you instantly
>AJ:"Oh! I'm... I'm sorry Anon. I didn't mean to... I mean, I am a little horny but I hope that won't... oh gosh. It doesn't mean anything! Okay?!"
>...
You ARE honest Applejack, aren't you?
>AJ:"I'm serious! I don't find you attractive it's just... I'm just confused. You've been so nice an' all."
Why thank you, m'lady.
>her haunches get warmer and begin to get wet
>AJ:"Hehhe watch yourself with that mighty gentlemanly behavior. It'll get you somewhere."
I already am somewhere.
>AJ:"Oh... I didn't mean... gosh I'm such an idiot."
Baka.
>AJ:"What now?"
It means idiot in Japanese. Twilight says it all the time.
>AJ:"...That's a... hoot n' a holler?"
>you notice Applejack's ass become far less warm and bone dry
>Weeaboo turnoff status: GREATU SUCCESSU
 
>you reach Applejack's mansion
Whelp, here we are!
>AJ:"Thanks for taking me home."
Oh, no problem.
>AJ:"It's a good thing I don't live back on the farm. You've been carrying me for another good five miles."
That's a relief.
>...
>AJ:"I'm sorry about earlier. I really meant what I said though. You have been so nice to me an' all. Can I tell you a secret?"
>you nod
>AJ:"I owe you more than you think. You helped me get off the farm with yer... heh... 'new fangled pasteurization' of cider. It really helped me out. More than you know."
>she looks solemn
>AJ:"Back there... Ah was... abused..."
>You crouch down and sweep her into a hug
>you hold her as she lets it all out
>AJ:"*sniff* Ah've never told nobody about this... I've only had mah sister to confide in... an' *sob* you saved her Anon!"
What?!
>AJ:"Yeah... with the pasteurizing of the cider, I was able to move away with lil' Applebloom before she... *sob*"
>...
It's all going to be okay from now on.
>...
It's all going to be okay. You have me and Twilight and Rarity and Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy and, of course, your sister. We're here for you.
>the tears are gone
>she's asleep in your arms
 
>you carry her to the door
>it's unlocked
>you walk in, unopposed
>you hear a bark
>SHIT
>you make a mad dash to the first couch you see and deposit Applejack there
>you get the fuck out of there
 
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>you're back home
>the front door is still busted
>you place it standing up where the door should be hinged
>that'll keep the cold air out
>yep
>you creep through the living room, as to not wake Fluttershy or Spitfire
>you notice something amiss
>Spitfire isn't on the ground anymore and has moved to the recliner where Fluttershy was
>on the ground next to  the recliner are a bunch of pillows
>one of them has an expertly drawn Fluttershy face on it
>DECOY!
>WHERE IS SHE??
>fuck it, you run into the kitchen
>she's not in there
>you're in full rape paranoia mode
>fuckfuckfuckfuck
>AH HA!
>she's probably in the bedroom
>hiding
>watching
>waiting
>you make your way up to the bedroom
 
>Twilight's sprawled on the bed, sleeping
>she has your phone resting on her chest
>she must have been chatting on skype or something
>the light is still on
>you look around for traces of Fluttershy
>before you begin your search in earnest, you've already found her
>she's in the closet
>Twilight never closes the closet
>there's a little crack where you see Fluttershy peeking through
>the crack is large enough that you can see that she's masturbating
>god damn it
>fuck it, you're drunk
>you might as well give her a show
 
>you turn back around
>Twilight's hind legs are still spread wide
>you unzip and drop your pants
>before you take off your underwear, you lean in close to Twilight's pussy and take a whiff
>you wish you hadn't
>now your boner is uncomfortably hard in your underwear
>after you slip them off you go back in for another smell
>she's been trying her level best to keep it clean, you can tell
>but she's just so horny all the time it's virtually impossible
>she smells like a cross between her natural musk and axe body wash
>axe body wash?
>you're going to have to have a talk with her about that
>one thing you notice is that Twilight is dry
>it's not that she's not horny, you can tell by her puffy lips
>she must have been frigging her marehood like crazy while you were gone
>you pick your phone up off of her chest
>yep, skypechat
>according to the chatlogs, Twilight swore up and down that she would never cheat on you despite how many people there were urging her to do so
>that's your mare!
 
>you walk away to the bathroom to grab the lube you and Twilight used in Canterlot when she was a virgin
>you pour a healthy dose onto your member
>let's do this
>you climb over top of Twilight and use your had to guide your penis towards her pinkish-lavender folds
Get ready for a rude awakening... heh...
>you tease her outer lips a bit, just to make sure she's not faking being asleep
>you know she wouldn't be able to resist at this point
>finally, you press yourself into her with no resistance
>the lube makes it easy
>soon enough, you hilt yourself and press up against her womb
>Twilight's hind legs wrap around your waist, preventing further movement
>her eyes flutter open
>she gives you a toothy grin
>Twi:"Congratulations, you just awoke sleeping beauty with a--- mmmMMmm~ kisss."
But I didn't--
>she bucks her hips against yours, making you kiss her womb again
>Twi:"Oh~ I think you did~"
 
>as usual, she lets you set the pace
>you decide to take it slow this time
>she's drunk and you don't want to upset her stomach
>you feel every texture she has to offer within her inner walls
>every time you push, she moves just a little bit further up the bed
>her mane is a bit disheveled, covered in sweat
>Twi:"Thanks... ung... for using the lube. I was a little worried."
So you weren't asleep?
Well... I did fall asleep but... *huff* oh that feels good *huff* I woke up when you got home.
>that explains how Fluttershy got in the closet
 
>eventually, Twilight gets tired of the slow gentle Anon
>Twi:"I... ahn... Anon... you're not hitting my womb hard enough. Could you...?"
>you pull your hips back until the head of your penis is just nestled between her outer lips
>...
>Twi:"...yes..."
>you plunge back in and hilt yourself with great force
>Twi:"Urp...*gulp* uh..."
>...
>you look around, confused
>Twi:"Never mind! Keep going!"
 
>you ravage Twilight with long, deep strokes
>however, you try to keep yourself as close to her body as possible
>you have no idea what kind of show Fluttershy is getting behind the closet, but it's probably not the kind you would see in a porno
>your mind is more focused on Twilight's face than anything else
>her reaction to each and every penetration is priceless
>Twilight really seems to like intromission (initial penetration) so you tend to punctuate every 15th stroke or so with a full withdrawal and reinsertion
>while this happens, you slide down and give her a quick little kiss
>you finally feel like you understand what Twilight likes the most
>Rainbow Dash had no such quirks
>she was the more traditional 'rut until you pass out' type
>fuck tradition
>Twi:"A-Anon... I think I'm getting close!"
>her horn glows
>her glasses float over to her face
>she gets a good look at you with her vision unblurred
>she looks down and sees you pumping in and out of her
>just knowing that she's looking at the action sets you over the edge
>her hindlegs wrap around you and make sure that you plant your seed where you're supposed to
>not that you need any guidance
>shot after shot of your cum coats her insides
>the moans she makes are guttural and intense
>it's as if she's surprised
>needless to say, she's cumming from the sensation
>Twi:"I love you so much Anon!"
I love you too.
>she reacts by clenching even harder
>...
>eventually the fanfare dies down
>you're still pumping in and out of her
>you decide to go deep one last time, shocking her
 
>Twi:"Urp...*gulp* uh..."
>she slips away and gallops toward the bathroom
>you hear ungodly sounds emanate from behind the bathroom door
>well, at least her hangover won't be so bad
>she returns
>Twi:"O-okay... where were we?"
We were at the part where you brush your teeth.
>Twi:"Riiight..."
>she gallops off once again
 
>you quickly get up and open the closet doors
>you hoarsely whisper,
Get out!
>she's too shocked to move
>you still have a boner, although it's slowly deflating
>it's slick with you and Twilight's cum and a little lube
>it's pointing right at Fluttershy's face
GET OUT!
>FS:"O-okay!"
>she gallops off before Twilight returns
 
>you go to the bathroom to brush your own teeth and get ready for bed
>as you walk in, you see Twilight laying on her back in the bathtub with her flank in the air
>Twi:"Anon! No!"
Are you okay, Twi?
>she looks deep in concentration
>her forehooves are pressing in on her stomach
What are you doing?
>Twi:"I'm! ...*mumbles*"
No seriously, what are you doing?
>Twi:"Mare stuff."
Twilight...
>Twi:"*sigh* FINE... I'm... queefing."
WHOAH TMI TMI!
>Twi:"It's just... I have to do it upside-down because... I don't want your essence--your cum-- to drip out. I always do it in the bathroom so you don't have to see."
You do this EVERY time?
>Twi:"Eventually, yes. You DO rut me like crazy and pump me full of air."
>she blushes
Okaaay... well... I'll just be over here. Brushing my teeth.
>she's already in deep concentration again
 
>you can hear her mumble while you brush your teeth
>Twi:"yesyesyesyes.therewego."
>and then you heard it
>a long gurgling queef echoed throughout the bathroom
>for the first time in a long time, you throw up in the sink
 
~~~END PART 17~~~