For shits and giggles. Oh, and for Murphy as well. http://pastebin.com/u/MurphysPastebin
PONYGONE LOVE: http://vocaroo.com/i/s1vP0uIZtbse
 
>”Murphy, are you sure you know what needs to be done?” Celestia asks once more.
“Sure do, princess, I just need to go up there and make Luna feel better.” Says him, pushing up his green cap.
>”Excellent! Be on your way now.” Celestia waves him off.
>Murphy is the new court lute player, with his own brand of songs and tales.
>While it wasn’t exactly welcomed warmly, it wasn’t turned a cold shoulder as well.
>Since no guests or any other occasion was on today, Celestia decided he could help cheering up her dear old sister.
>As for why she was upset, that is a whole another story.
>About a certain human and their sexual tendencies.
>Anywho, back to Murphy.
>He knocks on the door once, and waits for the princess’ reply.
>It goes silent for a while, before a faint voice is heard behind it.
>”Wh-who is it?”
“The lute player, princess, I’m here to entertain.”
>Another moment of silence goes out, before the door unhinges.
>”Enter.” The princess commands him.
>He raises his lute, and enters the room with a single pluck.
>A chord goes off, and it simply echoes across the room.
>It was grand and spacious, unlike the Anons’ quarters.
>”So, what song do you play?”
“Any kind, mistress, just name it.”
>”Hmmm, do you have anything that lets me get to the bottom of this?”
>Murphy is stunned for a second, trying to process what she had just said.
>Luna points at her tail repeatedly.
>Murphy’s brain goes to work.
>kissukissudesudesugiveherthedicku
>OH.
>Time to work his two fetishes.
>He nods once and strums his lute again.
>And he goes to work.
 
http://youtu.be/mDYNuD4CwlI
Do you believe in anal, in a young mare's butt
How the anal can free her, whenever it starts
And it's anal, if the anal is poo-py
It makes me forget about your sag-flat booby
I'll tell you about the anal, and free your sphincter
But it's like trying to tell a stallion 'bout hair critter
 
If you believe in anal don't bother with vag
If it's just bad anal but no tights or gag
Just go and end the facial with a smile
It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your hooves start clopping and you can't seem to find
How you got there, so just blow your mind
 
If you believe in anal, cum along with me
We'll runt until morning 'til there's just you and me
And maybe, if the anal is right
I'll meet you tomorrow, it better stay tight
And we'll go runting, baby, up till two
How the magic's in the anal and the anal's in you
 
Yeah, do you believe in anal
Yeah, believe in the anal of a young mare’s butt
Believe in the anal that touch your gut
Believe in the anal that can set you free
Ohh, talking 'bout anal
 
Do you believe like I believe
Do you believe in anal
Do you believe like I believe
Do you believe, believer
Do you believe like I believe
Do you believe in anal
 
>He ends the song, and looks to the princess.
>It is her turn to be shocked, looking over Murphy with some degree of fear.
>”No! I meant this!” Luna turns over and shows Murphy her entire plot.
“Ooookay, I think I see the problem here, princess.” He could barely speak.
>Murphy silently unzips his pants.
>Unknown to Luna, Murphy’s fetish is anal and rape.
>Unknown to him, Luna had a gum stuck to her tail.
 
>Murphy gently rubs the end of his penis on Luna’s road less taken.
>He did it ever so gently, while distracting her by rubbing her tail.
>However, Murphy did not see the gum that plagued Luna so much.
“Princess, how about an instrument to satisfy you?”
>”I do not know why you’d word it that way, but do go on.”
“Very well, as you command…” A big wide grin arches over his face.
“I will play you… My flute.” Murphy readies his penis.
>In a flash of a second, he shafts Luna with his pride and power.
>Luna shrieks out in pain, and begins to struggle immediately.
>”Player, what are you-“
>Murphy holds both of her legs in place, just to avoid getting kicked.
>He keeps on thrusting, ignoring the slew of insult and threats.
“Looks like I’m having my own moon landing here!” He shouts. “Gah, it’s so tight! Is it vacuum?”
>Murphy reaches out and hugs Luna close, making sure to grab her horn.
“What’s wrong princess? Let’s investigate this crater!”
>Murphy shouts again, only ravaging the lunar princess harder.
“I believe I need to plant my flag here…” Murphy whispers, reaching his climax quite quickly.
>He also notices how Luna had gone suddenly silent.
>Her warm liquids were all over his legs, was that normal?
>Murphy neared his end, and finally released all of his load inside.
>He slowly pulled out, but something stopped him.
>Something else pulled back on him!
>Murphy looked down to see some sticky substance all over his penis.
>It certainly wasn’t Luna’s, or his.
>Is that a gum?
>Horror etches over his face, not before him noticing the crazed look Luna had.
>He was in a sticky situation.
 
Hah.