Title:           Why You Should Never Print Your Stories
Author:          minion_of_Lulu
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First Edit:      Tuesday 12th of March 2013 07:07:54 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 12th of March 2013 07:07:54 PM CDT

>Go in for a follow-up interview.
>This job is practically yours.
>Nothing is gonna break your stride.
>"So, Anon. I see that you are very qualified for this position."
Thank you, sir. I am eager to become a valued member of this company.
>"Is that so?"
>Tosses down a bundle of paper in front of you.
>The title on the top makes your stomach drop.
>"Mind telling me what this "Lulamoon Rape Protection" is all about?"
>Start to sweat.
Uh, h-how did you find this?
>"I have my sources."
>Start to blush.
I-It was something I did in my spare time...when I was younger. I wasn't thinking. It was a momentary lapse of judgme-
>"Making excuses now?"
No! Nothing of the sort.
>The interviewer smirks.
>"Do you want this job?"
>Nod.
I'll do anything for it.
>He smirks.
>"Well then."
>He reaches down.
>Hear the sound of a zipper.
>Walks out and shows you his stallion sized dong.
>"You want to write about raping ponies...then start sucking like you're this Fluttershy you write so much about."
>You have two choices.
>Leave and never look back.
>Or give into the pressure and do this for the job of your dreams.
>You can't go back to being a loser, this will move you up the social ladder.
>You open your mouth.
>Close your eyes.
>Taste his Big Mac attack on your tongue.
>It could be worse.
>At least you won't be homeless.
>But now, you're sucking off some guy, all because of
>Fucking Flutterrape.