Title:           Chadhasgreen
Author:          DerpyDubs
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First Edit:      Monday 8th of February 2016 12:45:15 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 8th of February 2016 12:45:15 PM CDT

>>be stallion
>>super gay
>>super huge crush on chadhunkbuster the sexy hoofball eighthback for the local team, Solid Stallions
>>tfw he's no homo
>>would never date a guy like you
>>even if you were cute and moderately hunky goy yourself
>>cry yourself to sleep every night
>>until you were chatting up your magical girl friendo who was versed in the ways of the arcane and memes
>>she said she could turn YOU into the little filly
>>this was your chance, you could be CHADhunkbuster's little filly!
>>Surely, you would be transformed into a super adorable, stallion killer if you were gender swaped
>>He would die before not marrying you and not fucking you in the asshole every night until you both died at the same time
>>Not in the vagina tho, that'd be weird
>>You'd make sure he'd 'save himself for baby makin' or some crap like that
>>but if you turn yourself into the magical filly, you wouldn't be able to hang out with your other super cute and handsome gay friendos
>>who you sometimes banged, but in a no homo way
>>Should you become the little filly and win over your crush's heart?
>>Or stay the sexy beast you were and live your life in a true and honest way?
 
>...
 
>>Day 4
>>Chadhunkbuster still doesn't know I'm not a filly
>>He was impressed by my muscles, so I told him I worked out
>>I'm worried he's catching on though
>>Especially after that time I played some hoofball with him and his blokes after school and I broke one of their legs in a tackle
>>eh...fillies do that all the time
>>don't they?
>>Day 5
>>omigodomigodomigod CHADhunkbuster ASKEDME OUT!!!
>>Ok calm down girl, you're gunna scare him off if you don't play it right
>>Got myself the sexiest dress my sister owns, and ready to kill this date
>>Ooh, I hope Chadhunkbuster doesn't notice anything
>>wish me luck <3
>>Day 7
>>Chad found out
>>Oh god my dreams of being his baby maker are dead
>>He called me a faggot
>>And he teased me with one of those gang signs those guys do with their lips
>>Like...licking them?
>>I'm pretty sure it means to fuck right off
>>So I ran out crying like a little bitch
>>Cried in meme magic mare's crotch for hours
>>Got wetter than my pillow usually does when I cry into that
>>I told her all about it
>>Asked her to turn me into the little filly to get a second chance with chad
>>She told me to wait it out for some reason
>>reasoned for a little bit
>>...
>>feelin better now
>>I think she's right
>>I guess I'll wait
>>I'm trying to avoid chad in the meanwhile
>>He caught a glimpse of me tho, when I was going from class to class
>>His eyes were lidded like...angrily? It looked that way
>>I think
>>anyway, that's all for now, diary, just trying to find ways to dry up my tears
>>and mascara
 
>...
 
>>You asked your bros a few times about what you should do, as well as magic meme girl
>>They all said they like you better as a big, handsome stallion
>>Maybe Chad would too?
>>It'd be the only thing you haven't tried you guess
>>Short of becoming sailor mare
>>Well...it's worth a shot you suppose
>>At least you can change your entire identity later
>>Or kill yourself, that works too
 
>>So, you decide to wait up after one of the more low key hoofballer games
>>For some reason, Chadhardcock was left to himself that night, all the other guys must have been tired as fuck after the game
>>So, you stalk him for a little bit, intercept him before he could get too far
>>"Oh hey, you're that guy who was hanging out with us before, huh?"
>>oh god he remembers
>>you're gunna die of embarrassment
>"Y-Yeah"
>>"Got somethin on your mind?"
>>You feel all fidgety now
>>And real shakey
>>This was a bad idea
>"N-Nah, not really dude."
>>You feel like a bad liar
>>"You wanna hang out tomorrow? SuperBroncobamsportstournamentpun is gunna be on, huh?"
>>eyes all wide now
>>Starting to blush a bit
>"U-Uh, sure I guess."
>>"Cool, we can have lunch before the other guys get there too, in case ya wanted to help me make the ribs and shit."
>>"You're good with cooking, right?"
>>You can feel your cheeks burning with rage.
>"U-uuuhh...sh-shoor."
>>"Great, see ya then!"
>>Chathoofbutt starts walkin off all casually
>>You're just standing there now
>>Did he ask you out?
>>Nah, he just wants help makin his ribs
>>Probably
 
>>Dear diary
>>Not gunna kill myselfyet
>>Good day
 
>...
 
>>You are now dreaming
>>And in this dream, you are at Chadhadribs' place
>>You follow him around a bit, but it's all weird and wavy
>>He pulls out some finished ribs and sets them on the counter
>>You find yourself drawn to them for some reason
>>You lower your head and press your lips against the sweet ribs flesh
>>They were hot, tender, stiff
>>You dreeeeew your tongue across the curved surface of the rib and moan in ecstasy
>>"What's goin on?"
>"O-Oh nothing, these just taste amazing."
>>You give them another long, sultry lick, following up with a peck against the bone tip of the slimy, saucy rib
>>You pull back and sigh in deep satisfaction
>>But when you look down, what you saw wasn't a rib
>>And when you looked up, you could see Chad's face contorted into a look of pleasure
>>Feel the blush on your face
>>Feel that hoof pressing the back of your head
>>Pulling you back down between his legs
>>Into the warmth
>>"D-Don't stop," he moans desperately
>>You open your mouth slowly and slide your tongue forward again
>>Ready to lick up the length of the-
>>Alarm clock
>>Reality crumbling
>>You lift your head off the pillow
>>God damn it, it's not even a weekday
>>Stupid clock
>>You spend the morning with your dick in your hooves.
 
>...
 
>>You finally got to Chad's place, hours before the game, just like he said.
>>Arrived in a hoodie and jeans, trying to be as casual as possible.
>"Sup Chad"
>>"Ah, sup man, thanks for comin early"
>>He leads you through the door and into the kitchen, where you two start to prepare the snacks for the game
>>Nothing special, all of the fatty, sticky, gooey food you'd expect at any hoofball game
>>You two chat it up a bit while you glaze ribs and stir cheese
>>It's kinda funny how you know a little more about the home team than Chad does
>>He is from out of town though, so whatever
>>Seems like a chill time anyway, nothing out of the ordinary
>>Chad's friendos are running late
>>Coming from another party or something
>>You two crash on the couch for now, pop in Fags of Autism 3: Kill Yourself
>>Just wasting time now
>>Fragging noobs felt pretty good
>>Especially when you topped the leader boards more than Chad did
>>Practice payed off
>>"Shit man, just got a text, they're still busy. Assholes"
>>You look at your watch
>>Game time should be soon
>"Yeah, they're gunna miss it."
>>"Huh?"
>"Game's at 3, isn't it?"
>>"Uh...no? It's eh...5 today."
>"K"
>>"Wanna crack open a six pack in the mean time?"
>"K"
>>moar time passes
>>fragging noobs starts to get harder
>>missing like most of your shots
>>don't even care, feels like you're kicking ass
>>finish the third crushing defeat in a row
>>"Ah fuck, think I had one too many"
>>You feel fine, and you both had the same amount
>>You look at your bottle
>>Empty
>>huh
>>"Wanna watch a movie instead while we wait for the guys?"
>"K"
>>Pop in Space Battles
>>Crack open another bottle or two
>>Notice Chad putting his foreleg around you
>>Err...on the back rest
>>That's just a thing guys do, right?
 
>>About halfway through the movie now
>>Check your watch real quick
>"Uh...those guys comin? It's almost game time."
>>"Huh? Oh yeah, game...what're you talking about, it's at 7."
>>wat
>>Maybe you're drunker than you realize
>"Bros're still comin, right?"
>>"Yeah sure, hey let's get to those ribs before they get cold, huh?"
>"...K"
 
>>Now you're slightly dizzy, warm, sticky, and huddled right up against Chad's side
>>You guys watched another movie, and now you're just starting the third in the series
>>Feels like you've been here a while now
>>Almost feel a headache coming on
>>Those shots didn't really help that very much
>>You start to lick your hoof clean of hot wing sauce
>>Kinda hard since it's really stuck in the grooves, so you really work at it
>>In the corner of your eye, you notice Chad lookin at somethin
>>You glance over at him
>>He's staring
>>At least he was before he snaps his head back toward the screen
>>"Heh, dude, we got napkins in the kitchen if you need'em."
>>uh
>>K
>>You get off your ass and start to waddle into the kitchen
>>With limited success
>>You find the napkins, after a few minutes of dizzy searching and grab a few
>>While you were rubbing up and down, you glance at the microwave sitting just next to the napkins
>>Holy shit, it's already 10
>>We missed the game entirely!
>>God damnit
>>You slunk your way back to the TV room and shout out loudly
>"Chaaaad! Your bros are asholes! Think they washed the game somewhr'elshe!"
>>Chad looks over, squinting at the light of the kitchen behind you for a few seconds
>>Eyes suddenly go wide
>>"Oh fuck man, that'sh right!"
>>He makes a big show of checking his phone
>>"Shit man, they dished us! Someone else hadda bigger party r somthn"
>>Is his phone even on?
>"Fuck man, what time wuzzat?"
>>"Uh...was like, 4:30 man, right 'fore the game, shed he hadda fondu"
>>4:30?
>>Wait a second
>>Chad's friends...
>>Are totally fucking dick bags
>"Dude, ya need t'get better frenz"
 
>>"Whaaaaat? There cool as shit! u git dashit outta her"
>>You dump yourself into the couch next to Chad
>>Well, mostly
>>Your head landed on his thigh
>>Man, he smells pretty...weird.
>>You think if they're so cool, they wouldn't have ditched without warning
>>But you forget to say that
>>Instead you just say
>"jus fukum, you dunneed dat shit. Immer, there not, sho mebe yoo shud jus hangout with me"
>>You grumble for a few moments, rolling around in your spot
>>Shit, no matter how you lay, your neck was killin ya
>>Maybe if you just
>>Slide forward a bit
>>Ah, there we go
>>With your neck resting on his thigh, you could lay down more easily
>>You look up at Chad and blow a raspberry
>>Chad finally changes his expression from dumbfounded to pouting
>>"Well, whatever, mebe...shutup"
>>You laugh a bit
>>Think for a bit
>>Just realized it's really dark outside
>"Hey Chad, it's fukin late, I shud get home"
>>"Hey wait hey wait!"
>>Chad's putting his hooves on your muzzle
>>"Noh way you can git home like dis. You shud jus...sleep here tnight, kay?"
>"K"
>>"You cn have muh bed if ya wan"
>>Shit that's nice of him
>"Thanks bruh"
>>You start to try and get yourself up off of Chad's lap, but you flop down onto the floor in an uncomfortable position
>"Fuuuuuuuck"
>>"Haha! Dude, lemme help ya."
>>Chad picks you up and tucks himself underneath your foreleg
>>He drags your ass upstairs to his room
>>Apparently he was loaded and could afford an entire house to himself in school
>>It gets pretty hard to think about
>>Especially as you land on soft, comforting mattress
>>And you feel something nice and warm press onto your back
>>Damn, it's getting hard not to just fall asleep
>>Maybe you should ask chad for a-
>"Shnrrk"
>>And with that, you were out like a light....