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# Pen Pal -Chapter 4-

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1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UG2aZa4jlCc&feature=relmfu
3. >Canterlot Castle!
4. >Boy howdy was it shiny!
5. >You casually stroll up to the front gates of Princess Celestia's spire, two guards standing before you.
6. >You straightened out your sweater, and walked up to them.
7. "Howdy boys! Lovely day isn't it? Boy, isn't this weather just dandy! Mmm, Mm!"
8. >They say nothing.
9. "Say, I was wondering if you two would be so kind as to let me pass by you and go visit the Princess. I got me a favor to ask her, and it'd be the bee's knees if I could saunter on in and talk her up a bit."
10. >More silence.
11. "Swell, swell. Alright, well I'm just gonna go in now. Kay?"
12. >Nothing.
13. >"Alright then. Bingo Bango!"
14. >You strut past them and enter the royal throne room.
15. >Celestia sits on her throne, daintily sipping on a cup of tee with her magic.
16. "Morning Princess! What's the haps?"
17. >She raises her eyebrows at your sight, and smiles at you.
18. >"Well hello there, Anonymous! How are you this fine day?"
19. "Not gonna lie to you, doll. I'm in a bad way. A reeeaaal bad way."
20. >"Oh my, really? How bad?"
22. "How bad? How BAD? Your highness, allow me to count the ways."
23. >You pull form behind your back a shoe box, filled to the brim with letters and envelopes.
24. "Ma'am, there is someone in Ponyville that will NOT rest until I die of pure anxiety and fear."
25. >"What do you mean?"
26. "Whoever the culprit, they have been sending me letter after letter after VILE DISGUSTING LETTER. It's not swell, Princess. Not swell at all."
27. >You pop open the box and pull out a letter, clearing your throat.
28. "Dearest Anonymous: You sadden me so. How long must I wait for your loving embrace? How long must I wait to finally feel your hands run through my mane, to feel the soft pecks of your kisses along the nape of my neck? I wish to know you, Anon. To feel you-"
29. >"Anonymous, it seems to me that you simply have a secret admirer."
30. "-deep within my waiting, puckering POON."
31. >"What."
32. "There's more."
33. >"There's,,, there's more?..."
34. >Nodding, you continue to read the letter to the Princess of the land.
35. "I will not rest until I have you alone and in bed with me, our bodies intertwining in a glorious, very sticky mesh. Please, Anon, I need your monkey penis in the general vicinity of my vagina. For serious, it's urgent."
36. >You fold the letter up and place it in the box, pulling out another one.
38. "Dear Anonymous: I have enclosed a picture I have drawn of the two of us sexing it up in a field of gum drops and happiness. I also sprayed it with my perfume, because I just KNOW you'll love it."
39. >You show the picture to the Princess.
40. >It's drawn in crayon.
41. >And it's mainly stick figures.
42. >Your stick figure has a massive shlong.
43. >"That... is crude."
44. "Princess, as you can see I have a VERY serious problem on my hands. I need your help, and I need it quick."
45. >Celestia gives you a calm, serene smile.
46. >"Of course. What is it you need of me?"
47. >Dropping to your knees and extending your arms to her, you cry out.
48. "Sanctuary!"
49. >You tear up a bit, but they are strong, manly tears, so you don't feel any shame that a dirt red would only feel.
50. "If you could find it in your heart to let this class act stay in your castle for a while to let this thing die down, I would be ever so grateful. That, and it would be the cat's pajamas!"
51. >Celestia ponders this, and smiles back to you.
52. >"Of course dear. Whatever you wish."
53. "Really? Aw thanks, doll, you're digging my jive!"
54. >You can't help it, you've got to hug her.
55. >You embrace her out of gratitude, and you can feel Celestia lovingly hug you back.
56. >Wow, this was turning out to be just fine and dandy!
57. >But then, your nose...
58. >...it... smells something...
59. >Something familiar...
60. >...perfume...
61. >...
62. >...
63. >Oh god.
65. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_b4WaiX4A_Q
67. >It all made so much sense now.
68. >The frequency of the letters.
69. >The way they always found you.
70. >The sheer amount of perversion found within.
71. >The culprit couldn't have been somep0ny in Ponyville.
72. >That would have been too obvious.
73. >No.
74. >The one behind the walls and walls of smut had to be somep0ny with an eye on everything.
75. >One that was pulling all the strings.
76. >A drop of sweat streaks down your forehead.
77. >You look up slowly, at the eyes of your beloved leader.
78. >Her eyes gleamed down at you, a sly, snake-like grin on her face.
79. >Her tongue darts out of her mouth, licking her lips.
80. >"Now then, what was that about my waiting, puckering poon?"
81. >No.
82. >No no no.
83. >Not her!
84. >You break away from the princess and begin to run out of the castle, but are stopped when a magic field grips your body.
85. "You crazy broad! You psycho dame!"
86. >"Now now, Anonymous, there will be plenty of time for dirty words once I take you to the sex dungeon."
87. "You're not taking me anywhere, toots! Let me go!"
88. >She floats you over to her and she gets inches from your face.
89. >Her eyes are wild and filled with primal lust.
90. >"We have such sights to show you."
91. >For the first time in your life, you truly know what fear is.
93. ~END~

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UG2aZa4jlCc&feature=relmfu >Canterlot Castle! >Boy howdy was it shiny! >You casually stroll up to the front gates of Princess Celestia's spire, two guards standing before you. >You straightened out your sweater, and walked up to them. "Howdy boys! Lovely day isn't it? Boy, isn't this weather just dandy! Mmm, Mm!" >They say nothing. "Say, I was wondering if you two would be so kind as to let me pass by you and go visit the Princess. I got me a favor to ask her, and it'd be the bee's knees if I could saunter on in and talk her up a bit." >More silence. "Swell, swell. Alright, well I'm just gonna go in now. Kay?" >Nothing. >"Alright then. Bingo Bango!" >You strut past them and enter the royal throne room. >Celestia sits on her throne, daintily sipping on a cup of tee with her magic. "Morning Princess! What's the haps?" >She raises her eyebrows at your sight, and smiles at you. >"Well hello there, Anonymous! How are you this fine day?" "Not gonna lie to you, doll. I'm in a bad way. A reeeaaal bad way." >"Oh my, really? How bad?" "How bad? How BAD? Your highness, allow me to count the ways." >You pull form behind your back a shoe box, filled to the brim with letters and envelopes. "Ma'am, there is someone in Ponyville that will NOT rest until I die of pure anxiety and fear." >"What do you mean?" "Whoever the culprit, they have been sending me letter after letter after VILE DISGUSTING LETTER. It's not swell, Princess. Not swell at all." >You pop open the box and pull out a letter, clearing your throat. "Dearest Anonymous: You sadden me so. How long must I wait for your loving embrace? How long must I wait to finally feel your hands run through my mane, to feel the soft pecks of your kisses along the nape of my neck? I wish to know you, Anon. To feel you-" >"Anonymous, it seems to me that you simply have a secret admirer." "-deep within my waiting, puckering POON." >"What." "There's more." >"There's,,, there's more?..." >Nodding, you continue to read the letter to the Princess of the land. "I will not rest until I have you alone and in bed with me, our bodies intertwining in a glorious, very sticky mesh. Please, Anon, I need your monkey penis in the general vicinity of my vagina. For serious, it's urgent." >You fold the letter up and place it in the box, pulling out another one. "Dear Anonymous: I have enclosed a picture I have drawn of the two of us sexing it up in a field of gum drops and happiness. I also sprayed it with my perfume, because I just KNOW you'll love it." >You show the picture to the Princess. >It's drawn in crayon. >And it's mainly stick figures. >Your stick figure has a massive shlong. >"That... is crude." "Princess, as you can see I have a VERY serious problem on my hands. I need your help, and I need it quick." >Celestia gives you a calm, serene smile. >"Of course. What is it you need of me?" >Dropping to your knees and extending your arms to her, you cry out. "Sanctuary!" >You tear up a bit, but they are strong, manly tears, so you don't feel any shame that a dirt red would only feel. "If you could find it in your heart to let this class act stay in your castle for a while to let this thing die down, I would be ever so grateful. That, and it would be the cat's pajamas!" >Celestia ponders this, and smiles back to you. >"Of course dear. Whatever you wish." "Really? Aw thanks, doll, you're digging my jive!" >You can't help it, you've got to hug her. >You embrace her out of gratitude, and you can feel Celestia lovingly hug you back. >Wow, this was turning out to be just fine and dandy! >But then, your nose... >...it... smells something... >Something familiar... >...perfume... >... >... >Oh god. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_b4WaiX4A_Q >It all made so much sense now. >The frequency of the letters. >The way they always found you. >The sheer amount of perversion found within. >The culprit couldn't have been somep0ny in Ponyville. >That would have been too obvious. >No. >The one behind the walls and walls of smut had to be somep0ny with an eye on everything. >One that was pulling all the strings. >A drop of sweat streaks down your forehead. >You look up slowly, at the eyes of your beloved leader. >Her eyes gleamed down at you, a sly, snake-like grin on her face. >Her tongue darts out of her mouth, licking her lips. >"Now then, what was that about my waiting, puckering poon?" >No. >No no no. >Not her! >You break away from the princess and begin to run out of the castle, but are stopped when a magic field grips your body. "You crazy broad! You psycho dame!" >"Now now, Anonymous, there will be plenty of time for dirty words once I take you to the sex dungeon." "You're not taking me anywhere, toots! Let me go!" >She floats you over to her and she gets inches from your face. >Her eyes are wild and filled with primal lust. >"We have such sights to show you." >For the first time in your life, you truly know what fear is. ~END~