Title: The Anon-mated Toilet Author: minion_of_Lulu Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/4JZ5UTVr First Edit: Saturday 14th of September 2013 01:11:47 PM CDT Last Edit: Saturday 14th of September 2013 01:11:47 PM CDT >You wake up and start your day just like any other. >Once again, you hear that knock on the door. "Uhg..." >You make your way towards your door and open it up. >Sitting at your feet is a basket filled with Twinkies with a note attached. >You don't bother reading it and just carry the treats inside... >...towards your closet filled with more baskets and more Twinkies. >At first the treats were delicious, but after a while they grew stale on you. >Then a thought occurs to you. >The gears in your mind starts churning, and you are blessed with one hell of an idea that will change your life forever. >You grab a sheet of paper and begin your preliminary sketches, which turned into diagrams and blueprints. >Over the next two months, you plan, gather materials, and bury more of Fluttershy's gifts in a hole. >Everything begins to fall in place until you have completed your greatest achievement to ponykind. >Before you stands your "Automated Toilet". >It's designed to clean the pony after they "Do their business", but in reality it is just an outhouse with you in the hole while being crapped on by a pony's delicious droppings. >Just one bit for use, for that pony who can't seem to find a place to go. >Make money and enjoy a treat. What's more not to love? >On one fateful night, you decide to put your plan into action. >Through the power of cartoon physics, you are able to carry the structure, dig a hole and a service tunnel to a secluded location, and make the underground place you'll be in hospitable all in time for sunrise. >Once you're situated, you play the waiting game. >And you wait... >And you wait... >And you wait...until you hear your first bit fall into your jar. >"One bit for such a clean outhouse? Oooh...steel." >A cream-colored plot covers the hole above you. >A bit of grey tail shows coming from her rear. >You are sure that this pony is the mayor of this town. >Her moist marehood and protruding puckerhole tense up as she gets comfortable. >"So futuristic." >She must be backed up. >Your mouth waters just thinking what this mare would let out. >That tight mare pussy of the mature pony begins to relax. >A nice drink will do for now. >Placing your mouth a few inches below her lower lips, you close your eyes wondering what delicious nectar this pony will give. 'Maybe it's coffee? Lemonade? Maybe some good ol'...' >Your thought process ceases as you hear a moan come from Mayor Mare. >There was silence, and then you feel it. >A warm, familiar liquid hits your tongue. >You smile internally when you gulp down her sweet tea. >It's surprisingly cold for it coming out of a living pony. >The torrent continues for about 10 seconds before slowing to a trickle. >She sighs. >"And I don't even smell it. This thing is amazing! But...where's the tissue?" >You never thought this through, but an idea quickly comes to you. >You pinch your nose and slightly cover your mouth. "[ENGAGING AUTOMATED MOIST WIPES]" >"Huh? Automated moist wi...OH!" >You dive into her muff and lick her slit clean, making sure you get every drop of her sweet urine. >That just manages her other juices to bead up down there. >You lick her a few more times then stop. >You don't want this to go too far, this is for their sweet excrement, not sex. >She sighs and gets up. >You cover up the hole with a sheet of metal and sit down. >"Wow, and nothing left! What kind of magic is this?!" "[THANK YOU AND COME AGAIN]" >"Oh...I definitely will." >The mayor of Ponyville walks out. >When the door shuts, you sigh to yourself and sit back on your comfy beanbag chair. "So it's not just Flutterbutter. These ponies piss and poop food from my world." >Another bit falls into the jar, clanking with the first. "Well...guess it's time for work." >You put on your robotic voice. "[WELCOME.]" >You pull back the slit with hunger in your eyes. >A pink mane falls onto your face. >You push it to the side to find two teal eyes staring at you. >The mare pushes her face into the hole and the pony smirks at you. >"Hey there, Anon."