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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Darkness.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well a dimly lit room anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your senses come to you like you've been jarred from a deep sleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like you're on some kind of sod-like soft grass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But the last thing you can recall is drifting to sleep on your crumb covered bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Alcohol better not have led you astray? again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But as you roll yourself over, you notice it's synthetic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pushing yourself up you notice the source of the light.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your trusty cellular device of choice; screen on full brightness emitting an attractive glow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Instinctively you reach out for your digital second-life.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Glancing at the screen you see it's open to a notepad.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Groggily you scan over the words that you don't remember typing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;'Congratulations Anon Y. Mouse! You've been selected by the Interdimensional Council of Sensible Chuckles for a social experiment most lulzy. We understand that you&#160;??</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your reading is cut short by the sudden onslaught of light; instinctively you recoil, locking your phone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Who? Wait, what!?... Are? You?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A feminine and half-familiar voice chirps out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As your eyes adjust to the searing light you meagerly sputter out.</span><br />&quot;I'm a-a-a-&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A human!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her voice cuts in, stating the subjective obvious.</span><br />&quot;Well yes. I mean?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your brain tries to process what to say next as you blink the blurriness out of your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What you're greeted by could only be described as the result of some sleepless drug addled trip manifesting itself as reality.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A mint green pony standing in the doorway across the room staring at you in much the same way you were staring at her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On que you both mutter to each other.</span><br />&quot;No f-b-ucking way?&quot;<br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You blink hard trying to comprehend what the hell?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is this hell??</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No. What the heaven?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is going on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're Lyra Heartstrings, and your favorite Little-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ok, not so Little-</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Human just popped into existence right on your bedroom floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This was just like so many crappy self-insert fanfics you've clopped to?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But only this was real life, your life? HOLY CELESTIA YES!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait? He's in your room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nervously you glance around the little box of sad horse stuff you spend 70% of your time in&#160;? alone -.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Incriminating MLH posters, those poorly fan-made figures of Anon among your other lesser faves, your completely messy bed which hasn't been washed in? too long?. Oh no?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What would a stall? ummm? man? like him think of you after being dropped into your marecave?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait, play it cool hay-for-brains? Maybe he just won't notice his surroundings?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh never mind, no, he's looking around.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;I'm so screwed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe I should say something?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go to speak, but before you could open your muzzle he's speaking to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, so, ummm, sweet as rig you've got there Lyra. I can call you that right, that's your name?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's gesturing toward your gaming tower with his? hands.</span><br />&quot;Oh, heh, yah that old monster? I mean yah it'll run Fallout Equestria <span class="nu0">4</span> at like 100fps ultra?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your honestly shocked a male would ever be interested in computer stuff? but</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hold the sun back for a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He knows your name? which means?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look back at him, much harder than before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He wasn't in his trademark suite, and his hair was more than a little ruffled, but that was certainly the Anon you knew and loved.</span><br />&quot;You're name is Anon? Anon. Y. Mous. Right? And yes? you can call me Lyra, Lyra Heartstrings.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So this is how you guessed, judging by her posters and other spergy-horse stuff.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Somehow, just as you knew her from the MLP show and fandom, they had a similar show and probably fandom here in horse-world?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dimensions man, shit made your brain hurt to think about too hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you know, those poorly repainted human figurines looked an awful lot like? you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ok, ok? don't focus too much on that? lets just play this cool and see where this all goes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just now, as you're really beginning to observer her room, does the smell of it hit you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Musky? and lonely? with hints of mint air freshener? It's giving you a partial chub damnit!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pushing certain thoughts away for the moment you can't help but marvel at her impressive computer setup.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Albeit there's a certain amount of pone refuse around it, chip bags, a few empty bottles, and the air filters certainly haven't been dusted ever?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd definitely game on dat doe.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If it only had a keyboard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it was a pretty good distraction from the much larger questions, and something both of y'all could certainly relate to.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Also a real Fallout Equestria game, now that you HAD to see, and PLAY!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But anyway she asked you a question? and it's taking you a while to reply.</span><br />&quot;Yep, that would be me, but really, Anon is fine, or Mr. Mous? that always had a cool sound to it? but ummm, no, just Anon.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yep, definitely not losing any spaghetti at all here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Engage damage control.</span><br />&quot;So you were talking about Fallout Equestria <span class="nu0">4</span>? Mind, you know? showing me? I kinda always wanted to play a FO:E game.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seemed a bit nervous as you asked, and a little more than sheepish to turn the machine on.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ummm would you really want to play ~that~? I mean it's kinda really violent, and well would a guy??</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She trails off, tail swishing nervously as she approaches you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It takes a moment, but it finally clicks in your mind.</span><br />&quot;Stallions in Equestria really aren't really bitches are they? For real? I mean really.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can see Lyra wince just a little bit at that, but she recovers pretty fast, and gets a little closer to you than she needed to while trotting to her computer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;hopping up to her swivel chair, she rotates over to you, who've gotten comfy sitting on her soft floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What? You thought mares wouldn't be the one expected to do everything for the stallion? There's like three stallions for every four mares? and well, us mares gotta be tough, and smooth, and hardworking? and stuff? to get one.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give her a deadpan stare.</span><br />&quot;So stallions are bitches here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't even break, beautiful golden, eye contact.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Stallions are bitches man.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raise an eyebrow and give her a sly look.</span><br />&quot;And you ain't no batches' mare are yah.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She actually smirks a bit at that one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Heh, does it look like I am?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take a second look around her comfy little bedroom.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But while you do that the whirl of fans and gentle hum of capacitors charging grabs your attention.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's sitting in her chair in a very pony fashion, not at all like the Lyra meme you'd come to know her by, horn glowing, obviously doing some sort of verification to log into her PC.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A moment later her screen flashes to a familiar looking home screen with tons of little icons, likely mostly for games.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So Fallout Equestria 4 you said?&quot;</span><br />&quot;My attention, you've got all of it.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Lyra.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be several hours later.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be blasting your way through some glorious 1440p raider den with your new real life companion Anon back seat captaining you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He couldn't exactly play himself, you didn't have a non-magic controller? and you're pretty sure they didn't make one that would work with hands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But he was having a helluva blast just asking you to explore.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you had to admit you hadn't had this much fun in months? well not at lease since they had that one fan mod which let you bang the radio host in graphic detail.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yah that was a good mod?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just like the one that made all the characters naked humans?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh Luna damnit mind, don't go there, not now!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But your damn sexless body was betraying you, and these sweats were getting awfully hot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But what would Anon think if you took them off? It was natural for ponies to go around with nothing on? but maybe he didn't know that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was only one way of knowing?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly a raider mini bail-fire bombs you from point blank killing both you and the raider in magic green fire.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Holy crap that was cool! They even have mini bail-fire nukes!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon's behind you, cheering at the ultra-violent death like some kind of little filly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn he's cute when he does that?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stupid brain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But science!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take the opportunity to exit out of the game.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's time to start actually addressing some of the minotaur's in the room? oh like that one human who happens to be in your room.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You swivel around to him, and hop down, letting your tail swish against him for the briefest of seconds, before promptly sitting down next to him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take note of how he freezes a bit, when your tail brushes him.</span><br />&quot;Sooo Anon? You knew me from a show right? Kinda like how I know you from one?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yah My Little&#160;? &quot;</span><br />&quot;Pony?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;you cut in again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yep that one. Fourth generation? don't ask about the other generations.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let your curiosity go about that one, more staying focused on your earlier thought.</span><br />&quot;And? if I told you that you were my favorite human from the show?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He chuckles a bit to himself before stretching his legs out on your floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'd ask if you had any porn of me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your face turns red near instantly as hundreds of fap pics flash before your mind's eye.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So I'd take that as a yes?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake off as much of the embarrassment as you can.</span><br />&quot;Well that wasn't? exactly what I was going to ask? I mean, well. You're my favorite human? but who's your favorite?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;you can't even say the last word, anxiety choking you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you don't need to, he understands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without a real pause he turns to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well you of course? but I always thought you were kind of? you know? with Bon-Bon? I mean that's what the whole fanon around you thought.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're taken aback a bit by this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Bon-Bon was just your best girl friend, and well best friend period.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you'd never DONE anything. Just got drinks, talked, and ok, maybe once kissed just because you'd never kissed anyone before, and she wanted to show you what you were missing? But definitely nothing sexual!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake your head violently, flinging your messy mane all over your face.</span><br />&quot;No, no, no? we're just friends! And you, well, you're not with your best friend either? Right?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now it's his turn to be shocked and appalled.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What, of course not! I mean we once compared our dicks, but not in a, like, sexual way. Where'd you get this idea from!?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Anon, do you really want to know??&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know you gotta show me?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I just have to warn you? some of it's really poorly drawn.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Heh, you know I'm gunna show you some shit now too.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well it's a deal then.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hold your hoof out to Anon, and he seems to get the gesture immediately, but not in the way you thought.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Instead of bumping your hoof, he grasps it in his hand and shakes gently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shake back, blushing somewhat at this first real touch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He seems to be feeling your hoof up a bit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You both let go awkwardly before you jump back up to your computer? and brace yourself for maximum embarrassment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And be red as a tomato.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But also be laughing your ass off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You'd never imagined yourself staring in gay porn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not least of all with so many of your acquaintances and relatives.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But damn those mares sure liked to draw you with a big juicy horse cock.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And Lyra was right, there were certainly a lot of poorly drawn ones, but mixed in were the occasional good ones.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You kinda liked the idea of having a massive horse dick?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though Lyra already admitted that she liked the &quot;monkey anatomy&quot; pictures a lot more than the &quot;normal&quot; ones.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could see her constantly glancing down at your crotch like the lusty little mare she is.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you couldn't help but notice the mysterious wet patch on her sweat pants she was making so much effort to nonchalantly hide from you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you were starting to get tired of all the gay porn of yourself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wonder if this is how Chad Thundercock feels when he's going back through all his sex tapes?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ahhh anyway you had your end of the bargain to keep up? somehow?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stretching yourself out in a way that totally wasn't attempting to tuck your boner into your waistband, you poke Lyra in the side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Of course she made the cutest &quot;eep!&quot;, but that's beside the point.</span><br />&quot;Well anyway I've seen enough of myself getting dicked in the ass by horse cock for one lifetime? How'd you like to see some of your *ahem*&#160;?fan art'?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could see her ears twitch as her face turned a bit more rose than before.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I-I thought you'd never ask!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wow was she a bit more excited than you thought she should be.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But one thing first? You wouldn't mind if I-we-um maybe?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She mumbled off into incomprehensible squeaks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were legitimately curious.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She'd just spent the past half hour showing you all sorts of pictures you can only guess she's fapped to.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What could make her embarrassed anymore?</span><br />&quot;I wouldn't mind if we? what?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks away, but takes a deep breath, obviously bracing herself,</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shutting her eyes tight she turns back to you, and gasps out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mind if we take off our clothes!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now it's your turn to turn rose red.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's just I'm so hot, and ponies don't normally wear clothes so much, and umm, ummm, I want to see the real you? and maybe you ummm want to see the real? me?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just damn? she's got some courage.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you ain't about to deny that kinda offer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well not at least without some kinda catch anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just notice she's still got her eyes closed tight, and has been holding her breath.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Heh, damn cute horse powers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You got a sly idea.</span><br />&quot;What are you joking!?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see her literally deflate before you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ok, maybe you were a little bit of an ass there.</span><br />&quot;We're just going to skip the whole making out part!?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly her eyes are wide open, surprise plastered on her nervous face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Probably shoulda started out with suggesting to kiss? but whatever, were getting there!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't bother to hold up any longer, rather making your intentions clear by slowly moving your face closer to hers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's breathing heavily, but so are you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her breath smells a little stale, like she hadn't brushed in a day? perfect?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Heh.. wait!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You pause, giving her a curious look.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;J-just let me, let me get some gum? my breath?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Is perfect?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wha-&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take the initiative, and close the gap, awkwardly smashing your lips against hers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your lips don't quite line up on her muzzle like human lips would, but with a minor tilt of the head, you fix that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After her minor shock wears off she gets into it in only the way a spergy pone could; passionately.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She practically falls off her chair on top of you as your tongues find their rhythm.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's not very practiced, but nor are you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her mouth has a rather present taste. Somewhat sweet, somewhat musky, and not minty in the least.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hooves are rubbing up and down your chest and arms, and you can't keep your hands out of her soft, messy mane.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a few more moments you both pull away, panting.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Heh, so? yah? total how I imagined it would be.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Same.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's resting on top of you, and you can feel the heat irradiating from her body, and a certain sogginess against your crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She makes a prolonged motion, rubbing her crotch against yours as she magics her sweatshirt off.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The motion is killing you, but not quite as much as the sight of her disrobing on top of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Next thing you know she's hopped off you and is beginning to wrap her sweatpants in her golden magic grip.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your fully aware of the wet patch between her legs, but then again, that is what she is sort of waving in your face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But before you're treated to the full show, she turns around, giving you a little</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahem~&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh, yah, right, deal and stuff.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rip off your shirt, revealing your all too average bod? which Lyra was now rubbing down with her hooves.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Did you know you're just like I imagined? some artists want to make humans all hairy and stuff?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not that the sudden physical attention wasn't a little awkward for you, but you had sort of seen the fan art of you that practically gave you a full fur coat.</span><br />&quot;Ummm yahhh.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You return the affection by scratching along Lyra's back, eliciting a prolonged moan.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was obviously enjoying your scratching more than her attempts at belly rubs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Bet the humies fantasized about rubbing human belly just as much as the bronies did? Well, let her live out her fantasies? that's what you're here for anyway? right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lets not question that just yet?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Lyra.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And oh my Celestia his belly IS soft! And squishy! But not too squishy!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could only imagine some of those other monkeybuckers on /mlh/ creaming themselves right now if they had this opportunity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hell you were just about creaming yourself right now.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But he wasn't here for just your pleasure? right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lets not think about that one hay-brain!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He took his shirt off, and you were leading this one? here's nothing.</span><br />&quot;Well ummm? hope I'm like you? imagined?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around, cover your face, and hope for the best.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a single magical tug, you pull off you sweatpants, revealing your winking mess to your Little Human.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Silence?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And more silence?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Was this bad? did he not like what he saw?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Did he expect monkey bits instead of your boring old mare bits?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You force yourself to turn around, and see him? just staring? like he was looking into the void.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;C-can I? touch it- I mean you?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His voice was more than a little shaky.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But his question couldn't have been better to boost your confidence.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around.</span><br />&quot;Nope!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You say with a smug smile.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He puts on the cutest little pout.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But why?&quot;</span><br />&quot;First you've gotta show me yours, then you gotta show me your porn of me~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He seems to take a second to process that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well first parts easy.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without much fanfare he rips his jeans off to your absolute delight.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now it's you who's staring into the void of his fully erect hot monkey dick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just want to lean forward and taste it? would it taste like your custom dildo and lube set??</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ah gotta get those thoughts outta my mind? I've got the real thing right here!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ahem. Eyes up here?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your face shots up to meet his eyes.</span><br />&quot;Heh, sorry? just like I imagined is all.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Same here, but you're making me feel like a god damn porn star or something?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well maybe you are to some~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yah, yah, keep the hooves and moth, and whatever else to yourself for a second, and tell me what one of those are.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He gestures to one of the small rectangular ports on the front of her computer tower.</span><br />&quot;What, a UCB port?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now he's practically laughing?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What did you say?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;No, you can't be real, can you? Don't tell me that stands for Universal Cereal Buss or something?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raise an eyebrow.</span><br />&quot;And what if that is what it stands for?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Now he's literally dying, rolling on your floor? which you should probably vacuum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's muttering something about&#160;?fucking horse puns'? Whatever?</span><br />&quot;So yah got some porn of me or should we just buck now?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He stops rolling and looks at you with what you could best guess were his bedroom eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well as much as I'd like to skip the foreplay, we have a deal? and this is always my favorite part of the clop fics I read anyway?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He reaches into a pocket of his jeans and retrieves a keyring with what looks like a little UCB flash drive on it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without hesitation he picks himself up, and plops down on your chair.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hope he doesn't notice the marecum stains on the fabric?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Or maybe you do hope he notices.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well he's gotta notice the smell anyway?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damnit brain, you're killing me.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's got the device plugged in, and you both can tell your machine recognized it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Talk about a deus ex machina?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But now he's got a problem? I'm the only one who can navigate the computer.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And he knows.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Say? wanna hop up on �my lap?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't even need to think about that one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Carefully you relax your back against Anon's belly and chest, letting his dick rest up against your vag.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't ignore the warmth of his monkey member against your winking marehood?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And he seemed to be fidgeting a bit too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So yah, anyway can you navigate to the folder pic, then pone, then 34, then well? Lyra?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure thing? but first you gotta pay the toll.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gyrate your hips a bit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Toll?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You twist around, and kiss him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He had his turn to surprise you, now it was your turn.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This time around you both knew better what to do.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As your tongues twirled, you let your hips rock a bit, peppering his dick with your winking clit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn, you could just coat his dick with your cum?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But first.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You break the kiss, and navigate to the aforementioned folder.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you're greeted with over a gigabyte of, well, yourself? in every kind of position.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Be Anon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And hot damn are you really being grinded on by Lrya as she peruses your clop folder of her?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her curser hovers over an image, and it expands.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's actually one of the few SFW images you have. It's of her and Bon-Bon from ~that one scene~</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/1147463</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I-is this why they think I'm gay for Bon-Bon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well partially? the fandom had a lot to do with that too yah know? kinda like with me and my friends? and family.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yah your right? so got any of Bons and me fucking?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn she's getting a lot more comfortable around you? but you know you get that way when you share your porn of each other I guess.</span><br />&quot;Just keep scrolling down? and I hope you can handle some really badly drawn stuff? and some really weird stuff.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just turns to you and deadpans.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Like this isn't strange enough already?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yah, nah? don't ask me to eat out your ass then.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ewww, why'd you bring it there?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She mock paws at your face with a hoof while wiggling her hips into yours.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her scrolling stops on a rather poorly drawn image of her and Bon-Bon, just the thing y'all needed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/1066952</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He face scrunches up as she looks over the obvious product of a hyper sexual teenager.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But our bits don't even look like that?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Humanization? That's kind of like what woman bits look like? but also the proportions are all fucked up.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ha, tell me about it. Plus, we'd totally want to stare into each other's eyes if me and Bons were to buck.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of the hands you have around Lyra's belly slowly sinks to teat level.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel her body go a little rigid as you caress a hardened nipple between your thumb and forefingers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She scrolls further down to a rather apropos pic of her on a bed commenting how weird boobs are.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/1009502</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let your fingers take in the supple texture of her teat juxtaposed against the firmness of her nipple.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know? when you think about it? boobs are kind of weird.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly she turns her head around and licks your own nipple? and then begins suckling on it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gotta admit, it feels kinda good.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But she breaks off after a second.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Heh, sorry?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She says through a blush.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Just another? you know? fantasy.&quot;</span><br />&quot;You know I'm gunna have my tongue all over you? and that sorta did feel? nice.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Satisfied, she happily scoots her rump a bit more, letting her clit work it's winking magic against your dick some more.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She continues to scroll until she reaches a rather well drawn one of her being rammed from behind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/1173829</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Save for the cutie mark and color, it looked very similar to one she had on her hard drive.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Needless to say she copied it over to her desktop.</span><br />&quot;See something you like?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh just ideas and stuff? you know?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel her marecum beginning to drip down your own thighs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were half tempted to finger a bit up and taste it for science? but you'd have much more from the source soon enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's continuing to scroll through countless hours of artist's blood, sweat, and cum until she finds another that sticks out to her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was a pic of her and Bon-Bon in a bar.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They were pleasuring each other with their hooves under the table.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/937448</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Now that! That is what I call porn! Just when I though humans couldn't do a proper pony love scene.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Well I wouldn't call most of your human porn very arousing for me either?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's gyrating her hips some more, and rubbing her back into your chest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her mane is actually kind of ticklish against your chin and neck? in a very erotic sort of way.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No doubt you both were gaining some new fetishes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And you know, I never even thought of using our rear hooves like that in a bar? Though it would be kind of dirty? I like it~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She saves that one.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The next one she clicks on was obviously drawn by someone who absolutely failed at coloring.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was of Lyra spreading herself? only her inner walls were the same color as her coat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/1098430</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You don't really think my insides are the same color as my coat? do you?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Does a bear shit in the woods?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Maybe in your world?&quot;</span><br />&quot;No. I know your insides aren't mint green.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give her teat a little squeeze for punctuation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ha, good. I was afraid I'd have disappointed you there.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Frankly I'd be worried if your vag was green? That can't be healthy.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She was near the end of your folder before her curser landed on a comic.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was one of her getting royally finger fucked? One of your faves? even if it wasn't anatomically correct.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;https://derpiboo.ru/1212706</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes darted over it as she leaned forward to read it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Wow?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel her clit winking faster as she read it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;C-can we try that?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You let your fingers trail a little lower so they were over top her clit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give it a little rub, eliciting a small moan.</span><br />&quot;I'd be disappointed if we didn't.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You give her clit another little circular rub, and suddenly you feel her tense in your arms.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A small deluge of thick fluid rushes from her pussy, completely soaking your dick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hips gyrate and grind on your dick as her clit winks wildly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Damn she might just send you over the edge if she doesn't stop soon.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Instead she simply turns around so she can better grind on you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wrapping her hooves around you she madly grinds against your dick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cum is slathering your dick and belly as she continues to viciously grind.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's obviously out for your own pleasure now, and perhaps a second orgasm of her own.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck, the pressure of her mare cum coated teats against your dick is just too much.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a loud groan you shoot your load between your bellies.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hey gyrations peak in near rhythm, releasing yet another deluge of marecum down your dick and thighs.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Mere seconds later her rigid body relaxes in your grasp, and her forelegs droop to your sides.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;T-that? that was so?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's lost the words to describe the sensation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't even bother trying to articulate the feeling into words, rather opting to just hold her close in each other's shared afterglow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sure enough you'd both need to clean each other up, rehydrate, and continue?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But that's for tomorrow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think you can see the sun beginning it's journey up the sky outside her window.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's already about asleep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without worrying about each other's mess, you merely carry her into her, thankfully quite large for a pony, bed.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Throwing the covers over the both of you, she snuggles into you like some kind of living, breathing body pillow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Love you Anon?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Love you too Lyra~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Soon sleep takes you both.</span><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><span class="co4">&gt;In another dimension not too far away?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A grandfather and his grandson sit in front of a TV hooked up to Interdimensional cable.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Rick! H-he didn't even, you know? read, read the note we left him? How's he supposed to, you know, know he's gunna have to send a report back to his dimension?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;*Buuurp* Don't worry bout it uhh Morty. He, he's already agreed to it by getting all squanchy with that unicorn girl.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;B-but, what if he, ughhh, well you know? doesn't agree?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Look, Morty, didn't he r-read *burp* the first line. The blah blah blah about a lulzy social experiment. He shoulda known thereda been some kinda catch for the pone poontang. You-you don't just get to go to ughhh other dimensions and fuck around all you want Morty. There are consequences, real life decisions?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I-I don't know though Rick? it just seems kinda wrong? Like why did we have to watch all of it?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;WE didn't Morty! Y-you just didn't get up and *Buuurp* leave now did you? You coulda gotten up at any time and left Morty, but you didn't. You stayed right there in that seat? Probably too embarrassed of your boner!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What! No! I? I was just waiting for you to leave.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Me? Leave this kinda hot interdimensional action!? This is usually the stuff you gotta pay for! I just bet you wish you were that horsefucker Morty! Getting that hot ponetang.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;S-shut up Rick, your sick!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Bitches I know! Wubalubadubdub!</span></div></div>




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