Title: Opt.2: The Royal Plot Package by Anon Author: FrankHogs555 Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/FLb9eYJd First Edit: Friday 24th of January 2014 05:31:52 PM CDT Last Edit: Friday 24th of January 2014 05:31:52 PM CDT Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)15:20 UTC-5 No.15872978 Replies: >>15873016 >>15873119       >Be Anon.     >It's the slow season for work so you browse /mlp/ when you have time.     >Start reading the "story time!" thread.     >Read the different options.     >Well of course most will pick option 2.     "This OP is fucking gay! Who has time to think of this faggy shit?"     >Who are you talking to?     >Why didn't you think of this faggy shit first?!     >Fucking casual.     >Hear Beefy man knuckles knock on your door.     >Stride to the door and look through your peephole.     >It's a guy,easily seven tall garbed in the all too familiar attire of the Demonic delivery service...Fed EX.     >Open the door       1/?   >His hat is covering most of his face >He wordlessly thrusts a clipboard and pen into your chest. >The fuckers jacked man. >You sign it without looking at the print and shakily hand it back. >Pretty weenie bro. >He two-wheels a giant box into your home. >Big enough to be a sofa. Did you order a sofa? >He exits your home, slamming your door on the way. >you inspect the box. >Sender:dickscore >you laugh at the absurd sender name. >the box jiggles a bit >somethings inside. >you rush to your kitchen and get a knife and go to work on the tape >the box bursts open and packing foam floods your floor. >hey Anon want some Celestia sprawled out on your floor with that packing foam? >Hahaha-ha... >Wait. Wut.   what do /mlp/?     Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)16:48 UTC-5 No.15874291 Replies: >>15874393 >>15874420 >>15874449 >>15875435       >You stand there in silence.     >The Sun-princess is here in your one-bedroom apartment.     >Out cold.     >Your anus clenches up     >Knees weak, Palms are sweaty-     >Palms.     >The knife!     >Sweet tits on a Dolphin, what if you cut her, you autistic cunt-nugget?!     >Making fucking played-out 8-mile jokes in this situation.     >Faggot.     >you set the blade down on a end table and quickly move to inspect the Royal pony's body.     >You gently clear packing foam from her regal figure.     >your hand brushes alongst her ribcage.     >Her fur is soft to the touch.     >like warm satin.     >you trace a finger over her cutie mark hypnotized by her image.     >she lets out a low moan, and kicks her right hind-leg a bit.     >you move to her wings which have been unfurled,since she came out the box.     >you let the feathers slide in between your fingers.     >They feel like soap suds in terms of softness.     >and her scent! She smells of fresh Vanilla and, maple.     >Unf     >....     >What were you doing again?     >....     >.....     >Right!     >Checking for damages.     >You give a more detailed inspection.     >She has a wad of tape slid around her necklace.     >If you're careful you can cut it and peel it off.     >You stand and go to retrieve the knife.     >Damn these pants are tight.     >Still, that thread shit was for real?     >you pick up the blade and turn back to the princess.     >She has an eye opened and is staring at you.     ".....well.Shit."         Damage control /mlp/!     what do?   _________Hopeitsatrollend________ Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)17:23 UTC-5 No.15874990 Replies: >>15875063 >>15875173 >>15875241       >>15874420 #       >You sweat profusely     >The gentle aroma of Vanilla and maple is replaced with that of dirty olive garden cookware.     >You both continue this contest of silence.     "Fuck you goddamned ninjas!"     >You attempt to throw the knife past her.     >you move your arm with the speed of the matrix.     >She is sitting up now, still staring.     >...Where's the knife?     "where's the knife?"     >she quietly points a golden shoed hoof to your mid-section.     >HA HA. OH WOW.     >It's lodged in your hardened manly meat loaf.     >You and the princess both laugh before you pass out from shock and blood loss.     >Celestia panics and breaks down your balcony door to seek help.     >A obese woman power walking notices her and the white pony goddess poofs away in a showy cloud of glitter and guitar rifts.     gameover.jpg       BAD END _______________________Ohthanklunaandcelestia_____________________   Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)18:21 UTC-5 No.15876152 Replies: >>15876203 >>15876232 >>15876310 >>15876332       >>15875543 #         >You drop the knife and take to your knee.     >You begin to sweat.     "m-my l-l-lady.."     >Your inner Lamar calls to you     >"You betta untuck dem nuts and add some bass to your voice Beeitch!"     >You nod in understandment to his advice.     >Celestia rises from her packing foam bed and stands to full height.     >Your inner Lamar goes on.     >"Also, get rid of that yee-yee ass haircut and, you might get some bitches on ya dick! Niggaaaaa~"     >He fades back into the ether of your mind.     >fucking gta v.     >You look up to the sun pony.     >She gently smiles and turns around, flashing her marebits.     >You grin excitedly.     >Your dreams are coming true!     >It's like starring in a Bolding story! Almost...     >you rush to unbuckle your jeans.     >It took little time but, Op's rules kicked in like a boss!     >pants hanging around yourankles you shuffle to your prize.     >Yea nigga. You go commando in dis bitch.     >just ignore the...uh.. faded dookie stains though.     >black and white flash in your vision.     >oh. Princess Celestia just bucked you. ow.     >you lay on the ground,back pressed against the wall wheezing.     >shithurts.jp...     >FUCK THE JOKES.     >The pain is mind-blowing!     >You better not cry!     >"Where is this place you have spirited me to?! Speak pink,hairless creature!"     >She trots forward and leans down.     >Her horn is an inch from your eye.     >"Or else."         Balls in your court /mlp/   Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)19:05 UTC-5 No.15876865 Replies: >>15876955 >>15877038 >>15877045       >>15876332 #     >>15876310 #       >you close your eyes and summon your inner Lamar.     >"Well?! Speak or I shall-     "You betta move that horn from my fizzace or getcha ass smizzacked BEEITCH!"     >You reach up and forcibly move her horn     >The Princess is visibly confused and, backs away a few steps, not breaking eye contact.     >despite the pain, you rise to your feet.     >The smell of Chef Boyarde emanates from your pockets as, you pull your pants back up.     >"W-who or what are you..?"     >she's a tad calmer, but still shaken.     >Now would be a good time to talk to her cal-     "BOBBY BIGDICK UP IN DIS BITCH! NEEYIGGA!"     >Fuck maybe this was'nt such a hot idea.     >Celestia wobbles abit before collapsing.     >She must be exhausted.     >OP's rules come to mind again.         what next /mlp/?   Anonymous 01/24/14(Fri)19:51 UTC-5 No.15877763 Replies: >>15877828 >>15877830 >>15877831 >>15877873 >>15877881       >>15876955 #       >You slowly approach the Alabaster goddess.     >poking her body a bit you, decide it best to move her to your bed.     >you mutter a little apology to her before you try to lift her.     >Naturally you fail. Why?     >Well Lamar isn't exactly brock lesnar. Pair that with your swelling purple hoof-mark caved in chest.     >Fucking hell.     >you settle for just dragging her instead.     >You really should've swept up those toe-nail clippings.     >After a solid hour of dragging the sun pony to your room and placing her in your bed you sit down beside her panting.     >your Inner Lamar calls to you.     >"Forum Gangstas Nigga, BLAZE UP!"     >Time for a doobie snack.     >you reach into your nightstand and brandish your favorite bong.     "Good ol Rainbow hash."     >as you prep the smoking utensil, you brandish your laptop and refresh the story time thread.     >HA HA. OH WOW.     >Some faggot is doing a story about princess celestia coming to his apartment.     >His anon lodged a knife in his cock.     >What brand of faggot writes this shit?     >......cough..     >you bring a lighter up to your weapon of grass destruction.     >Oh baby it stinks so good.     >you glance at the sleeping Royalty     >You snicker and blow your smoke into her muzzle.     >Her face contorts a bit, but she remains asleep.     >Thirty minutes pass of you second-handing Celestia, until she begins to stir.     >"mm..wha..huh?"     >She sits up and scans the room.     >Her eyes have a nice pinkie pie color.     >"buh-bobby bigdick..?"         /mlp/ what next?     RPP 01/24/14(Fri)21:01 UTC-5 No.15879136       >Celestia wobbles off of your bed.     >She's zig-zagging into your possesions man!     >There goes your fine china cupboard,and priceless jade egg.     >When did you obtain these?     >It'll be worth it for that sweet vanilla maple butt.     >unf.     >"my head is swimming...!"     >Celestia giggles and starts to dance.     >It reminds you of that nude CWC Gif.     >you watch amused and high as all hell.     >Stoner fuck.     >you spins and spins, then comes to a halt.     >Her eyes are half-lidded.     >She looks like Forest Whitaker.     >She plops down swaying.     >"I WANT ANSWERS...!!!...and cake. Lots of cake."     >She giggles.     >Fucking canterlot voice.     "Well shit...I think I got some doritos or something man..."     >you sound like Shaggy.     >You stand up and stumble to the kitchen,celestia following close behind...sorta.     >She's resumed her spinning dance once more.     >her tail is knocking flatware and appliances over.     >fucking AOE.     RPP 01/24/14(Fri)21:49 UTC-5 No.15880005 Replies: >>15880056 >>15880127 >>15880238 >>15880292       >>15879136 #       >Eventually you and Celestia sat down to eat.     >Your highs came down as well.     >She ran you through the riot act into the wee hours of the night.     >Anonymous, Human, Earth etc..     >Fortunately she doesn't recall your explosion of pasta earlier, or know why she's here.     >You know though, and that's a secret you will take to your grave.     >She was stunned at the realization she would never get back to her little ponies and, turned various colors of gray.     >You didn't bargain for all this.     >You just wanted to sex up a Pony man!     >Sounds weird when you say it like that.     >When she was satisfied with the who,what and where she took to lounging on your sofa.     >She just sits the head hung low, while you watch tv, play games and surf the net.     >You have to do something.     >Even Inner Lamar is getting worried.         What do /mlp/?     RPP 01/24/14(Fri)22:27 UTC-5 No.15880736       >>15880292 #     >>15880127 #         >You look over to Celestia from your laptop.     >She lets out a quiet sigh, still staring at the floor.     >Fuck this. You're not inept anon! Get a smile on her face Anon! Go!     >You hear the instrumental for "I got the golden ticket" play somewhere.     >You head into your kitchen and open your cupboards.     >Fuck yeah! Chocolate cake mix go!     >You preheat the oven and fetch the ingriedients.     >Amongst all the noise you fail to notice Celestia turn in your direction sad, but curious.     >you hum the lazytown cake song as you combine everything into a bowl.     >you whisk it all together with righty.     >Strong Faphand is best hand.     >You pour it into a tin and put it in the oven, and set your egg timer.     >You feel giddy. You know this will work.     >Inner Lamar chimes in.     >"You ol sensitive kind-hearted ass nigga! You gon make me wanna suck yo dick!     >L.D can be a bit weird at times.     >Time passes, and eventually the timer beeps.     >Removing the sweet fluffy confectionate from its metal prison you set it on a plate to cool.     >master Chef on deez hoes!     >A few minutes pass and you cut a generous slice from it.       1/2   RPP 01/24/14(Fri)22:59 UTC-5 No.15881408 Replies: >>15881501 >>15881538       >you place the plate in front of celestia.     >Her wing twitches but otherwise,nothing else.     >Almost,just a little more.     >You turn on your Tv and go through your DVR.     >You bring up a recorded MLP: Fim episode from season 1.     > It was when Twilight and her friends went to the Gala.     >The Theme begins to play.     >It catches Celestia's attention.     >She looks from the tv to you and back.     >"Anonymous...What is the meaning of this..?"     >You stare at the playing episode.     "This where I know you from. You originated from a show called my little pony friendship is magic.     >She stares at the screen as well.     >Her and Twilight are greeting canterlot nobles.     "Another Human. A Female. Named Lauren Faust created you for the sole purpose of entertaining children."     >Your bluntness could club someone to death right now.     "but-"     >She breaks her gaze and directs it towards you.     >"...but..?"     >You look to her and smile.     "Most if not the entire world has grown to love you."     >She blushes and turns a bit lighter,but then grits her teeth.     >"Then why leave me here?! Who is that other Celestia?!"     >She's standing now poised to pounce on you.     >You sigh.     "I wish I could give you an answer Princess, but I don't know what to say. You're here and real to me."     and you love her.     >wait. you said that last part out loud. Jackass.     >She stares in shock, face crimson-     >Crimson. Holy shit her colors back!     >She finally sits down. Head hung low again but a small smile adorns her face.     >She looks to the tv.     >Fluttershy is hulking out about the animals.     >She chuckles softly,and leans down to bite the cake.     >She has tears in her eyes,while she chews.     >"itsgh...goof."       aww /mlp/ you sensitive fucks. what next?   RPP 01/24/14(Fri)23:46 UTC-5 No.15882449 Replies: >>15882511 >>15882648 >>15882744 >>15882772 >>15882842       >>15881501 #     >>15881560 #     >>15881538 #       >You slide down next to her and watch the episode together.     "I'm glad you like it."     >She finishes her treat and neck nuzzles you, her demeanor improving.     >you rake your fingers across her back gently.     >she gasps softly and tenses up.     "besides, there's nothing sweeter than you Princess."     >You give her horn a gentle peck.     >"Nngh...!"     >She shudders,and leans into you.     >you look to her concerned.     "Shit! You okay Princess?!"     >She pants, her face flushed.     >You can hear the end credits theme.     >She's looking at you.     >She's vulnerable.     >You've fapped enough to that sex scene from monsters ball to know what's next.     >"Anonymous..."     >You can smell the chocolate on her breath.     >Your heart is thumping,there's a lump in your throat and your head is hazy.     "Y-yes Princess?"     >She shuffles a bit and closes her eyes.     >She trails her nose along your neck, her warm breath flowing across your skin.     >You stifle a moan.     >"Did you truly mean it?"         go /mlp/. but ask yourself this. Do you want it like this?   RPP 01/25/14(Sat)00:25 UTC-5 No.15883267 Replies: >>15883313 >>15883355       >>15882511 #     >>15882648 #       >She slides a hoof over your lap brushing against your clothed manhood.     >she slides her tongue tip across your earlobe.     >Inner Lamar is cheering you on.     >Dammit you want this.     >Or rather penis does.     >But not like this dammit!     >Fuck you R Kelly.     >You put a hand on her neck.     >She leans back confused.     "I do...but let's wait a bit Princess."     >She stares at you.     >"I thought you loved me anonymous.."     >You do!     "I do!"     >She pushes herself onto you,and you both tumble onto the ground.     >She lowers her body onto yours.     >The heat feels amazing.     >Her horn glows and your shirt comes off.     >She slowly starts to lick your nipples.     >Her tongue is working delicate patterns around the areola.     "Nnnn..noo.."     >Your toes curl     >she blows on the wet spots     >"Your body betrays your mouth anon.."     >She begins kissing your neck.     >You start to moan more.     >"It's why you choose option 2 after all.."     >She's slowly trailing up to your mouth.     >WHOA WHOA WHOA.     >What did She just say??         /mlp/.....something ain't right. What do?   RPP 01/25/14(Sat)00:57 UTC-5 No.15883833 Replies: >>15883903 >>15883918 >>15883935 >>15883971 >>15884061 >>15884438       >>15883446 #     >>15883413 #     >>15883393 #     >>15883387 #     >>15883355 #       lol how lucky was that?         >Despite your red giant fighting to escape from its denim purgatory you resist the urge to drill Celestia.     >You try to focus amongst all the pleasure.     >All you can think of is your childhood and watching cartoons.     >That Johnny Bravo. What a card.     > Of course! The monkey!     >You immediately rocket your arms up and ball up your fists.     >Celestia has noticed the sudden movement, and ceased her erotic actions.     >"W-what are you doing?     >with a deadpan face you lean up to look at her.     "The monkey."     >You immediately start swinging your arms up and, down.     >It resembles that retarded dance Chao do in SA2.     >It's super effective!     >Your beefy man strength gently pummels the Alicorn off you.     >She's standing.     >She. Is. Pissed.     >"You FOAL!"     >You stop your imitation of a stroke victim and scuttle behind your armchair.     >"You picked option two!! WHY WON'T YOU TAKE ME!     >She stomps. it leaves cracks.     >"WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME LIKE YOU LOVE HER?!"     >Shits getting freaky yo.     >"why...?"     >She slumps to her rumpand looks at you with tears in her Green eyes.     >"Just...tell me why anonymous...?"         /mlp/ what do?   RPP 01/25/14(Sat)01:28 UTC-5 No.15884424 Replies: >>15884500 >>15884958       >>15883971 #     >>15883918 #       >She begins softly weeping.     >you grimace and slowly ease your way around the armchair.     >you tiptoe to Celestia and kneel down.     >You take her in your arms and whisper to her.     >she puts her forehooves around you a softly sobs.     "It's okay Celly. It's okay..."     >She sniffles.     "But this situation begs for exposition."     >"Dis fancy talking nigga puttin on airs! Haaaaa~"     >Bad time inner Lamar.     >L.D quiets down.     >Celestia sniffles.     >"Okay..what do you want to know?     >She hiccups   RPP 01/25/14(Sat)02:02 UTC-5 No.15884958 Replies: >>15885031 >>15885061 >>15885067 >>15885103 >>15885264 >>15885302 >>15885343       >>15884424 #       >You rub your chin.     "Okay. What do you mean by "love you like I love her?     >she turns her head away rosy cheeked, but still sobbing.     >you cup her muzzle and lead her eyes back to yours.     >she has puppy dog eyes.     >"Please don't hate me."     "I'd never hay-"     >Celestia erupts in green unburning flames.     >The flowing aurora mane turns limp and sickly green.     >your breathing quickens.     >that soft satin coat is now a chitinous ebony Carapce     >the delicate gold shoed hooves are now perforated and jagged.     >You are frozen in...well you can't really describe what you feel.     >your hand is still cupped around her face.     >her hooves slowly make their way to your wrist.     >She softly kisses the palm of your hand.     >"I am not Celestia."     >her deep Green eyes look into yours.     >"I am Chrysalis."     "...."         What next /mlp/.   RPP 01/25/14(Sat)02:45 UTC-5 No.15885525       >>15885103 #     >>15885067 #     >>15885061 #     >>15885031 #       >You lick your lips and take a deep breath.     >It's the fucking queen of the changelings.It's always been.     >The reason why shit has been so random. So silly.     >Inner Lamar wasn't Lamar at all.     >If you had to form a hypothesis it was your subconscious telling you to wake up via means of a character you were recently familiar with.     >....     >Were you always this articulate?     >Perhaps the fact you possess such self-awareness is proof you aren't some insectoid equine puppet.     >but then again that also proves something else.     >You aren't awake either.     >"Anon...?"     >she nuzzles your cheek.     >Her skin is soft yet firm. Does that make sense?     >This all feels so real.     >you take her face in both your hands.     >You smile. but the creeping fear is building.     "Let's start over. I'd like to introduce myself I'm anonymous. Anon for short.     >you release her face.     >She blinks twice.     >she then gives you a toothy grin.     >"You may address me as Chrysalis."     >you both chuckle.     >She moves a little closer to you.     >"Is it always this easy?     "It is when you can sympathize with someone."     >you look at each other for a long moment.     "One other thing I have to know...how did you know about the thread?"     >She freezes up.     >"I-uh...I-"     "Chrysalis. It's okay. I won't hate you. No matter what.     >she looks into your eyes for deceit,and exhales.     >"I saw it on your laptop...when you came to Equestria Anon.."     "...What? I don't understa-"     >"You didn't pick option 2 Anon..you picked 1."       well shit. what now /mlp/?     RPP 01/25/14(Sat)03:55 UTC-5 No.15886401       >You make a fish-face, opening and closing your mouth at this revelation.     "....ah....uh.."     >The changeling queen averts her eyes and continues to talk.     >"You wrote down in the thread you would "pick option 1 so as not to taint your Alicorn waifu"."     >She scowls at the thought of Celestia being referred to so affectionately.     >"You were dumped into Equestria after that I presume. Unfortunately.."     >she rubs a hoof on your chest.     >"I was sent flying from canterlot..and landed on you hooves first."     >That's why it only hurts...you never actually felt the buck earlier itself.     "Then why try to fuck me?! I would've been sent home if I had or did anything sexual with a pony!     >She giggles.     >"I'm not a pony technically."     >ooh. damn.     >Loophole.gif     >"If you like I can take a more comfortable form for you to be intimate with.     >you cock an eyebrow.     >A pillar of green flame erupts underneath her.     >She is now pinkiepony.     >your manhood and balls recede into your body.     >you are now a ken doll.     "........"     >changelings should not into /mlp/       what do /mlp/?   RPP 01/25/14(Sat)04:23 UTC-5 No.15886730 Replies: >>15886743 >>15886767       >>15886457 #     >>15886451 #         >She falls back laughing at your reaction, returning to her original form.     >Trollsalis.jpg     >She sits back up,and wipes a tear from her eye.     >That's how it is huh?     >You clear your throat and look downwards feigning a blush.     "you could take any form you want true..."     >you lean in.     >she stops laughing and studies you.     >you cup her cheek.     "But why would I want anything else when I have you right here as yourself.     >Her eyes are dinner plates.     >you lean in and slowly kiss her cheek.     >A wild Billy Joel appears!     >Armed with a mighty Gee-tar He plays "just the way you are".     >How did he get here?     >Nigga you dreaming.kinda.sorta.     >Chrysalis is visibly aroused now.     >She looks about ready to pounce..         Oh boy. prepare your loins /mlp/. What do?     RPP 01/25/14(Sat)04:43 UTC-5 No.15886907 Replies: >>15886955 >>15887034 >>15887051       >>15886666 #     Holy shit.       >She's breathing quite hard now.     "Chrysalis."     >you put your hands on her shoulders.     "You don't ever have to hide yourself or pretend to be anyone else. I like you for you. Forget Celestia. I'd take you over her anyday."     >Her eyes water.     >you move your hands and stand up.     "That being said-"     >You unzip your pants.     >Your cock bursts through like porky pig at the end of a looney tunes cartoon.     >He looks pissed.     >More veins exposed than frieza's final form.     10%ofmypower.jpg     >Chrysalis is panting again.     >She looks from you to your red hulk.     >You cock-slap her.     "Go-go-Gadget dick."     >You smirk before you feel your legs begin to buckle.     >Chrysalis has taken you into her mouth with speeds that would give Rainbow Dash diarrhea.         well /mlp/ you did it. now what?