[ / / / / / / / / / / / / / ] [ dir / agatha2 / animu / arepa / ausneets / tacos / vg / vichan / zoo ][Options][ watchlist ]

/pone/ - My Little Pony

All things pony, spoilered R34 is allowed (18+).
You can now write text to your AI-generated image at https://aiproto.com It is currently free to use for Proto members.
Name
Email
Subject
Comment *
File
Select/drop/paste files here
Password (Randomized for file and post deletion; you may also set your own.)
* = required field[▶ Show post options & limits]
Confused? See the FAQ.
Expand all images

Rules and Info: https://8ch.net/pone/rules.html - Archive: https://8ch.archive.horse/pone/ - USE THE CATALOG: https://8ch.net/pone/catalog.html - Hate Spoilered Images? https://8ch.net/pone/spoilerscript.html

File (hide): 0578581a22cc8fb⋯.png (59.99 KB, 632x840, 79:105, new pone 1.png) (h) (u)

[–]

85a5a8 (4)  No.314072>>314227 [Watch Thread][Show All Posts]

It's been too long since I wrote a greentext story. Give me some suggestions for ponies, and I'll write some smut for you guys.

Pic not really related. She's a pony I drew for this thread. She needs a name.

11df47 (1)  No.314073>>314074 >>314216

teenage fluttershy learns how to masturbate


85a5a8 (4)  No.314074

File (hide): fb61f156f4d8f11⋯.png (148.31 KB, 424x243, 424:243, oh okay fluttershy.png) (h) (u)

>>314073

Sounds good to me. I'll probably post something in a day, if not several hours from now.


82f612 (1)  No.314075

Celestia enjoying being submissive.


eb02c3 (1)  No.314078>>314206 >>314223

Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo drink the milk out of Rarity's teats as a late night snack while she's sleeping.


228d9f (1)  No.314206>>314215 >>314223

>>314078

We could use more of this tbh. Way to little teat sucking going around.


71f361 (2)  No.314215

>>314206

Add "non-consensual," "incestuous," and "somnophiliac" to that and you have one wild set of kinks.


71f361 (2)  No.314216

>>314073

I can only imagine that it would be an intensely embarrassing experience, and since it is teenaged Fluttershy, she would already be on the ground with all of her animals. This story could get really twisted.


0a0aef (7)  No.314223>>314224 >>314226 >>314258 >>314291

File (hide): d1bd16408212f9a⋯.png (160.92 KB, 852x1024, 213:256, scootabelle riding.png) (h) (u)

>>314078

>>314206

>"Just face it, Sweetie Belle. This sleepover is a bust."

>Sweetie Belle instinctively goes to respond, her mouth hanging open as she tries to come up with some sort of a response.

>You wait a few moments.

>Sweetie's shoulders slump and she lets out a long, defeated sigh. "Maybe you're right, Scootaloo. I guess I never realized just how little there actually is to do at my sister's house."

>You let out a sigh of your own and sit down next to your friend, joining her in her despair. "No board games, no toys to play with, and your sister won't even let us get into her workshop to try on outfits and makeup and stuff."

>"Rarity is a grown-up, she doesn't have time for anything like that." Sweetie says bitterly.

>You just stare at the wall, soul-crushing boredom consuming your very being.

>Sweetie Belle shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Scootaloo. I really thought tonight would be amazing. It's so rare that we get to do stuff together, just you and I. We always hang out as the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and that means Apple Bloom is along too."

>"Which is totally awesome!" you chime in.

>"Yeah, it's great!" Sweetie wholeheartedly agrees. "But when Bloom got grounded for the incident with that bull, I thought it would be really cool to just have a sleepover with you. I just didn't realize that I would be staying with Rarity tonight…"

>Sweetie looks devastated. You can't help but place a comforting hoof on your crestfallen friend's shoulder. "It's okay, Sweetie Belle."

>She huffs. "I guess we could just go to sleep. The sooner we do that, the sooner this night is over."

>"We could…but I'm not tired. Are you?"

>Sweetie vigorously shakes her head.

>Your mind grasps and reaches for something…ANYTHING to do.

>Suddenly, it hits you.

>"Hey, we could always go see what's in the fridge…"

>A small, mischievous small creases Sweetie's face. "Hmmm. Yeah, Rarity didn't say anything about staying out of the kitchen. And sometimes she keeps good ice cream on the top shelf…"

>That's all you needed to hear. You take off for the kitchen like a Wonderbolt, and Sweetie follows close behind, both of you giggling in anticipation of the sweetness to come.

>You glide across the smooth tile floor of the kitchen, almost tripping along the way but not even caring.

>Must. Have. Ice Cream.

>Strawberry, mint, fudge, rocky road, cookie dough, anything sounds amazing right now!

>You reach the fridge, leap up and grab the handle in your teeth, and pry that bad boy open, salivating at the thought of the cool dairy goodness that shall soon be gracing your tongue.

>The light inside of the fridge shines down on you like the light of the heavens themselves.

>You scan the contents of the fridge…

>And find nothing but an old bottle of mustard, a half-empty jar of pickles, and diet shakes.

>Row after row of diet shakes.

>Diet shakes in fridge, diet shakes in the freezer, even diet shakes in the crisper drawer.

>The fit, healthy smiling mares that grace the front of every can stare down at you, a million eyes piercing your very soul, taunting you, mocking you, and condemning you to an existence devoid of the simple joy of ice cream.

>"Oh…Oh no…" comes a pained groan behind you.

>You whirl around and glare at Sweetie Belle, your eyes wordlessly demanding some sort of explanation for this outrage.

>"I forgot that my sis is on her new diet…She isn't having anything but those shakes for the next month." Sweetie murmurs, too ashamed to meet your gaze.


0a0aef (7)  No.314224>>314225 >>314226 >>314230 >>314291

>>314223

>You collapse to the floor as the twin forces of disappointment and boredom crush the life out of you. "Nothing to do, nothing to play with, and not even anything sweet to eat…" you sigh.

>Sweetie goes silent for a while. When she finally does speak, it's in a small, timid voice that's almost impossible to hear. "That's not entirely true…"

>You look up at her. "What did you say?"

>She's blushing. With some effort, she manages to raise her eyes and give you a furtive look, speaking with a bit more conviction this time. "I said that's not true. There is something sweet we could have."

>You raise your eyebrows. "Yeah, what is it?"

>She chews on her lip, clearly weighing some sort of decision carefully in her mind. "Do you promise not to tell anyone?"

>Your eyebrows raise even higher. This just got interesting. 'What do you mean? What kind of sweets are these?"

>"Promise you won't tell anyone else first."

>You blink a few times. "Uhhh, yeah. Sure. I promise, I guess."

>Sweetie looks at you with dead-serious eyes. It's like she's weighing you, judging you.

>Finally, she nods. "Alright, Scootaloo. As long as you promise not to tell anyone."

>"Of course. Now where are these sweets?" You question eagerly. "Why all the secrecy all of the sudden?"

>Sweetie just turns and starts walking. "Just follow me." she commands.

>You have no choice but to do as she says.

>Your confusion becomes even greater as she starts making her way up the stairs and turns the wrong way down the hallway.

>She's not headed to her room.

>She's headed to…her sister's room?

>You silently watch as Sweetie Belle carefully opens the door to Rarity's room, and slowly pokes her head in.

>Once she's taken the scene in, she opens the door further and enters, silently waving you in as she does.

>Just what have you gotten yourself into?


16685a (1)  No.314225


5a8a9f (2)  No.314226

>>314224

>>314223

Are you telling this from the perspective of Scootaloo? I am royally confused.


5a8a9f (2)  No.314227>>314229

File (hide): fd56c00ef601213⋯.jpg (100.32 KB, 1280x720, 16:9, bubbagum.jpg) (h) (u)

>>314072 (OP)

Oh btw, I am officially dubbing ur pastel OC… Bubble Sweets!

She makes… bubblegum.


0c9eb3 (2)  No.314229

>>314227

Shut the fuck you up you cunt


0a0aef (7)  No.314230>>314231 >>314291

File (hide): 2125696ff4a4116⋯.png (415.48 KB, 1100x849, 1100:849, rarity asleep.png) (h) (u)

>>314224

>Your adrenaline surges as you creep into the room.

>Sweetie Belle's sister Rarity is sleeping peacefully on the exquisite four-post bed in the middle of the room. You can see the gentle rise and fall of the silk sheets as she breathes slowly and steadily.

>You tense up and resolve to move as quietly as possible.

>You always knew Rarity was a fussy pony, to say the least. Staying the night at her house has only reinforced this perception of her tenfold in your mind.

>You don't want to imagine what kind of punishment awaits you if you disturb her "beauty sleep."

>"Well, here we are." Sweetie Belle says in a jarringly loud and casual voice.

>"Sweetie!" you hiss. "Keep it down, you'll wake her!"

>To your shock, Sweetie just throws her head back and laughs. Very loudly.

>You cover your eyes with your hooves, grit your teeth, and wait for the furious fashionista to storm out from under the covers and murder you both for disturbing her rest.

>Nothing happens.

>You cautiously uncover one eye.

>Sweetie Belle is grinning broadly at you. "It's alright, you can be as loud as you want."

>"B-but…how?" you stammer out.

>"My sister takes this special potion from Zecora to help her sleep. Has been for years. It works great, but once she's out, she's really out. She'll sleep through anything!"

>You cautiously raise your voice. "So I can talk like this?"

>"Yep."

>You glance over at Rarity.

>No response.

>"What if I talk like THIS?" you call out at the top of your "inside" voice.

>Sweetie nods.

>"HOW ABOUT THIS!?" you shout.

>No response from Rarity.

>You start gigging uncontrollably, and Sweetie joins in.

>"This is awesome!" you cry.

>"I know!" Sweetie replies.

>Once you finally settle down, you find the presence of mind to get back to the task at hand. "So where are these sweets, Sweetie Belle?"

>Sweetie grins and starts heading for the bed. "Alright, check this out."

>She hops up onto her sister's bed and creeps forward until she's level with Rarity's face. Then, she takes a corner of the silk covers in her teeth and slowly begins pulling it back, uncovering more and more of the sleeping pony's form.

>With one final jerk, Sweetie removes the covers entirely and throws them on the ground.

>Rarity shivers a bit, but otherwise remains fast asleep.

>"Come have a look, Scootaloo!" Sweetie beckons.

>You gingerly step forward, still fearing that the slightest misstep will wake Rarity, and more than a little confused about what Sweetie is doing. "Does your sister have a stash of candy in her bed or something?" you ask quizzically.

>Sweetie giggles. "No, no. The sweet stuff is in there."

>She points with her hoof towards her sister's…lower body?

>You were trying to avoid looking to be polite, but now that Sweetie is directing your attention, you can't help but notice some of her sister's features down there. After all, she's lying on her back with her hind legs spread wide, so everything is pretty much on display.

>And what a display it is.

>Her grayish, rubbery vagina lips are a nice contrast to her white coat, and the way she's laying means that they're parted ever so slightly, giving you just a glimpse of the fleshy pink passage within.

>Her asshole looks tight, prim and proper, just like you would expect from a lady.

>Most fascinating of all are her teats. You marvel at the two little lumps with big, puffy, gray nipples crowning them. They're so different from the tiny, flat bumps you have down there.

>Your wings flutter involuntarily and you can feel a bit of heat on your cheeks. You've never been this close to an adult's private place before, and it's fascinating.

>Sweetie Belle's giggling breaks you from your trance. "See anything you like down there?"

>You quickly back away, tucking your wings back at your side with some difficulty. "N-no! I was just curious, honest! Now where are those sweets?"

>Sweetie gives you a sly grin. Then, to your shock, she actually climbs on top of Rarity's stomach and situates herself directly above her own sister's nether regions.

>"Like I said, it's right here." She says teasingly.

>"I…I don't understand. What are you talking about, Sweetie Belle?"

>You watch with fascination as Sweetie begins deftly massaging one of Rarity's teats, swirling the frog of her hoof around it until it stiffens up and then tugging on it gently, the soft flesh flowing like water through her grasp.

>"That sleeping potion that Zecora makes for Rarity has an interesting side effect. Enchanted goat's milk is one of the main ingredients. It's great for helping you sleep, but it's also good for something else…"

>Sweetie gives a particularly firm tug on Rarity's teat and you watch in disbelief as a spurt of off-white liquid erupts out and puddles in a crevice of the smooth, silky sheets.

>"When you're under the influence of the milk, it makes you give milk too."


0a0aef (7)  No.314231>>314240 >>314276 >>314291

File (hide): 1eb80ac2914577d⋯.png (Spoiler Image, 1.78 MB, 2754x4092, 459:682, rarity spread.png) (h) (u)

>>314230

>What.

>…

>What.

>You shake your head and blink a few times to make sure you're actually seeing what you're seeing.

>"Sweetie Belle…" you intone carefully, "…did you seriously just milk your sister?"

>Sweetie smiles nervously and nods.

>"And…and this is what you were talking about when you said there was something sweet we could have."

>Sweetie frowns. "Look, I know it's kind of weird-"

>"Kind of weird?" you cut in.

>She sighs. "Yes, okay. It's really weird. I know. But please, Scootaloo, give it a try before you judge. I promise, it tastes so good. Better than any ice cream."

>For a brief moment, you actually find yourself intrigued. Could it really be as tasty as Sweetie says it is? Even if it's not, the thought of exploring those intriguing crotchtits more thoroughly is not entirely unappealing…

>You shake your head vigorously to banish those thoughts. This is wrong and you know it! "She's your sister, Sweetie Belle! You can't do this." you argue.

>Sweetie Belle just shrugs. "Is it really worse to do it with my sister than with some random stranger? The way I see it, it would just go to waste otherwise. And trust me, you do not want this stuff to go to waste."

>"Yeah but…it's weeeeird" you lamely retort. The temptation is coming back now, and you can feel your wings starting to flutter again despite yourself.

>"Pleeeeease?" Sweetie begs, giving you her most devastatingly sweet and adorable face. "As a friend, won't you please at least try it? You can lick up that little bit on the bed if touching Rarity is weird for you."

>Nothing in Equestria can resist Sweetie Belle when she deploys the cuteness, and you are no exception. You groan in frustration as you realize you've been beaten.

>"Ugh…fine." you grumble. "I'll try that little bit that spilled on the bed. But we don't talk about this with anyone else. Ever."

>Sweetie Belle pantomimes zipping her lips shut.

>You gulp nervously and approach the bed.

>You can see the little puddle of milk lying on the bed now. It looks like an oasis in the middle of a barren, silk desert.

>You glance up at Sweetie once more. She's smiling hopefully, her sweet face framed by the firm twin peaks of her sister's lovely udders.

>It would be a pretty funny image, if you had the ability to appreciate it right now.

>But no, right now your entire world is focused on that little puddle.

>You summon your courage, take a deep breath, close your eyes, and stick your tongue out.

>In a moment, you've lapped it up.

>You remember reading something about wine tasting once. You try to imitate that, swirling it around your mouth and letting it pool on your tongue.

>All at once, you find yourself in a world of amazing flavor.

>It's rich, sweet, creamy, and delightfully warm.

>Holding it on your tongue for a few moments reveals a kaleidoscope of delightful undertones. You think you can taste hazelnuts, cake, berries, and too many other things to catch with such a small sample.

>Your whole mouth is alive with a symphony of decadent tastes, and you almost feel ashamed to end it when you finally swallow it down.

>You open your eyes.

>"Well, what do you think?" Sweetie asks, her voice brimming with anticipation.

>"That…was awesome!" you cry out.

>You can see the stress rolling off of Sweetie Belle's shoulders, like a great weight has been lifted. "Really?! You really like it?"

>You nod eagerly.

>Sweetie gives you a knowing smile. "Well then," she purrs as she massages her sister's teat. "There's plenty more where that came from if you want it…"

>You are far past hesitating any longer.

>You practically leap up on the bed and situate yourself between Rarity's legs. You can smell the subtle aroma of her private place from here, and it draws you in even closer.

>You glance up at Sweetie for guidance.

>She catches your meaning and wordlessly demonstrates, wrapping her lips around the hard nipple and suckling gently, pawing at the pillowy titflesh with her hoof to stimulate milk production.

>Soon she's groaning in ecstasy as she slurps down spurt after spurt of her sister's finest vintage.

>You can't wait any longer to join in.

>You situate yourself in front of Rarity's free teat and delicately take the gray nub between your lips.

>You can feel it growing and stiffening as you swirl your tongue around it, and soon it's grown to an appreciable size.

>Following Sweetie's lead, you start to massage the fleshy base of Rarity's teat, feeling the soft, yielding flesh beneath your hoof.

>You suckle and suckle, softly at first, but with increasing confidence until finally, it happens.

>The first squirt of Rarity's milk coats your tongue in its creamy goodness.

>You're in heaven, and the night has only just begun.

It's 4 AM and control of my life has been lost. Will be back tomorrow to write the exciting (?) conclusion.


0c9eb3 (2)  No.314240

>>314231

You better be back fucker


42c4e5 (1)  No.314258

>>314223

>Row after row of diet shakes.

>Diet shakes in fridge, diet shakes in the freezer, even diet shakes in the crisper drawer.

God, I know that feeling. Luckily, when my wife is on that diet I can just go around the corner and get a beer. This is some fine-ass green, by the way.


0a0aef (7)  No.314276>>314277 >>314291 >>314292

File (hide): 28cb6b957ac1c91⋯.jpg (Spoiler Image, 328.39 KB, 717x896, 717:896, rarity breastfeed.jpg) (h) (u)

>>314231

>You suckle greedily, doing everything you can to get as much of this amazing stuff in your mouth as quickly as possible.

>You glance over at Sweetie. Her eyes are closed as she eagerly enjoys her late-night snack. You can from the soft humming sounds she's making that she's loving this every bit as much as you.

>The slurping and popping sounds made by two thirsty fillies are the only sounds to be heard in the room.

>Then, a low moan resonates through the bedchamber.

>That didn't sound like Sweetie Belle.

>Fear grips you once more as you wonder if this finally managed to wake Rarity up.

>You glance at Sweetie, but she just winks at you. With some hesitation, she releases her sister's nipple from her lips long enough to explain. "Don't worry, Rarity talks in her sleep sometimes. She won't wake up."

>Reassured, you both get back to suckling.

>You lose yourself in the rhythm, the rise and fall of her elastic nipple between your lips punctuated with regular squirts of delightful sweetness.

>Something about it feels so right. All of your cares and troubles are washed away. You're no longer struggling through Sweetie's crummy sleepover. You're right here, where you belong.

>"Yes…drink up, my lovelies…" comes a dreamy voice.

>You panic for just a moment before remembering what Sweetie Belle said. Rarity's just talking in her sleep.

>"Yes…Momma wants you to grow up so big and strong, just like your father…"

>Sweetie emits a muffled giggle and rolls her eyes.

>"My charming…handsome…prince."

>All at once, you feel a strange, warm, wetness on your belly.

>Milk is dribbling down your chin, but you don't think it got that far…

>You glance down and realize all at once that as you leaned in to feed on Rarity's teats, you unwittingly pressed your stomach against her lower lips.

>And she has really been enjoying this.

>You instinctively pull away, but that just allows the aroma to hit you.

>That intoxicating, heady scent…

>As if the deliciousness of her milk wasn't enough, now the scent of her marehood is filling your mind with a hazy cloud of desire.

>Rarity truly is a feast for all the senses.

>Before you even have time to process what you're doing, your hoof is reaching out.

>It comes to rest on her hot, smooth lips, and you idly trace it along her separation, your mind awash with curiousity, desire, and a thousand other emotions you can't even identify.

>The sleeping grown-up draws a sharp breath and shivers under your touch,

>"Oh, my prince…you are a naughty one…" she murmurs.

>You look up at Sweetie Belle. She's completely lost in the moment as she gorges herself on her sister's product.

>As transfixed as you are with the sopping-wet pussy you're feeling up, you don't want to miss out on that either.

>Luckily, you quickly realize that you don't have to compromise.

>You lean back in at a slightly different angle that allows you to milk her even as you play with her slick vagina.

>You suck the gloriously erect teat back into your mouth and begin drawing out more ambrosia as you explore more of her pussy with your hoof.

>You slide it up and down and side to side, experimenting with the soft, rubbery give of the lips below you.

>Rarity tenses up with each movement, and each shudder of pleasure brings a more intense spurt of milk into your greedy mouth.

>You keep going, fully aware of the feedback loop you seem to be causing.

>When the fleshy nub of Rarity's clitoris protrudes out, you circle it firmly, drawing a rattling cry of pure delight from the sleeping mare.

>"Oh my prince! Ravishing me even as your little ones feed…so scandalous…"

>Your strokes intensify.

>Milk is practically gushing into your mouth at this point. You can't keep it all down. It's rolling down your chin and matting down Rarity's pristine white fur.

>Sweetie Belle is still chugging along. She's clearly had some serious practice at this.

>You just wish she'd shared it sooner.

>You're not an expert at this by any stretch of the imagination, but the tone of Rarity's voice tells you something big is coming soon. It's manic. Ravenous. Like she needs to set something free.

>You do the only thing you can. Schlick her with all your might and try to gulp down the practical deluge of milk filling your stomach.

>"Ahhh…AAAAHH! Yes! YES! Breed me, my prince! Fill me up with your regal seed! My womb was made for royalty. Pleeeeease!" Rarity yammers wildly.

>All at once, the dam breaks.

>Rarity convulses wildly. Her teats flood your mouth with a heaping helping of creamy goodness even as her dripping pussy contracts mightily against the phantom prince inside of her.

>Sweetie Belle lets Rarity's teat out of her mouth, gasping and panting needily as her sister anoints her face with spurt after spurt of pony milk.

>Looks like tonight wasn't so boring after all.


0a0aef (7)  No.314277>>314291 >>314292

>>314276

---————————————

>The next morning, you and Sweetie Belle are sitting at the table awaiting breakfast.

>You chat idly about school, the weather, movies…normal stuff.

>It feels a bit strange after what happened just last night.

>Sweetie Belle made sure to swear you to secrecy once again after you were finished, especially since you had fiddled with her sister's filly folds.

>So really, there's nothing else to talk about.

>Not until next sleepover, at least.

>Rarity sashays over to you, carrying two plates with hashbrowns and toast and two big bowls full to the brim with milk and cereal.

>She's in a particularly cheery mood today.

>"Eat up, darlings!" she says in a sing-song voice.

>"Thanks Rarity!" you and Sweetie say in unison.

>Rarity bows humbly. "It's the least I can do after you two were such angels last night. Be sure to drink the milk so you can grow up big and strong!"

>You have to suppress a snicker at that. If only she knew she said the same thing last night…

>You grab a spoon and dig in to your cereal.

>It takes a couple of bites for you to realize that something is…odd.

>You take another spoonful of cereal and really pay attention to the flavor this time.

>The cereal seems normal enough but the milk is strange.

>And yet, it seems familiar.

>You manage to get just a spoonful of the milk without any sugary cereal in it. You slurp it down and carefully analyze it.

>Rich, creamy and super sweet, with hints of nuts, cake and berries.

>Your eyes go wide as realization dawns on you.

>You look up at Rarity.

>She's headed back to the kitchen, but as she goes, she looks back and gives you a strange smile. "We really must have you over again sometime soon, Scootaloo."

>She gives you a wink and turns the corner, setting off to continue preparing for the day.

>You stare down at the table.

>A thousand questions are rolling through your mind, but one stands out above all the rest.

>You wonder how soon you'll be able to have another sleepover at Rarity's.

END


725763 (1)  No.314291>>314301

File (hide): 0582769798ead34⋯.gif (314.36 KB, 1000x1357, 1000:1357, 1295432__safe_artist-colon….gif) (h) (u)

>>314223

>>314224

>>314230

>>314231

>>314276

>>314277

SHE KNOWS SHUT IT DOWN

Nice job op this was good shit


e18059 (1)  No.314292


0a0aef (7)  No.314301>>314304 >>314306

File (hide): b88c568682ea52c⋯.png (302.03 KB, 700x606, 350:303, scootabelle hug.png) (h) (u)

>>314291

Thanks. I'm not actually OP, I just really loved the prompt and figured I'd take it since OP is apparently a nigger. Feel free to suggest more, I'll write something else if an idea catches my fancy.


9f2dad (2)  No.314304

File (hide): 3f5f4bfac6044c4⋯.jpg (Spoiler Image, 172.95 KB, 1124x900, 281:225, 1105885__explicit_grimdark….jpg) (h) (u)

>>314301

That was a good story! It's not even my fetish, but I still enjoyed it immensely.

I know ballbusting isn't everyone's cup of tea, but here's an idea just in case: While impersonating Cadence, Chrysalis has fun abusing her royal guards.


2ddf38 (1)  No.314306

>>314301

Well if OP is who I think he is based on his art style, he's had some shit come up.


85a5a8 (4)  No.314319>>314347 >>314685

File (hide): 9ec26ad4c86fa1e⋯.gif (171.09 KB, 255x199, 255:199, You mean there are people ….gif) (h) (u)

>Fluttershy looked around anxiously as she entered her cloud home

>"Hello?" she called out, but received no response. "Good. Nopony's home."

>The teenage pony had just returned home from school after collecting a secret package from her friend, Rainbow Dash.

>"Have fun!" Rainbow Dash had winked as Fluttershy slinked away awkwardly, knowing full-well what Fluttershy intended on using the material for.

>Locking her bedroom door behind her, before dropping her saddlebag onto the fluffy which floor, Fluttershy let out a soft sigh. She was finally home free, and could finally unwind after a long day of hard work. Gone were her concerns about homework, or the upcoming flying test.

>The filly laid on her bed for several minutes to collect herself, her wings splayed out across the surface of her bed. She looked down at her saddle bag and slowly undid the buckle before removing the large envelope that Rainbow had given her. Inside was a magazine depicting various stallions engaging in acts of self-pleasure that would land Fluttershy in deep trouble with her parents if they found out.

>"Just for one night, and then back to Rainbow Dash," Fluttershy told herself as she placed the magazine on her bed, flipping through the pages.

>A welling flame began to bellow inside of Fluttershy's stomach as she found a rather artistic image of a stallion laying on his side, testicles drooping down the side of his leg as he ran a hoof along the length of his spotted shaft. Her normally flush cheeks began to redden, a small bead of sweat appearing on her brow as her hoof trailed down towards her lower belly.

>"What did Rainbow Dash say again? Get comfortable, experiment, then find the small 'button' down there?" Fluttershy breathed heavy as she felt the heat radiating off of her crotch. "Oh my…."

>Fluttershy flipped the page to a scene of a more boyish stallion licking the end of his, well, you know what. Being so young and inexperienced, Fluttershy didn't normally think about such uncomfortable things.

>A small jolt ran through the pegasus as she pulled one of her lower 'lips' to the side, a wet squelch filling her ears as she began to experiment with her body. Each movement seemed to fill Fluttershy with a newfound sensation that she'd never felt before; pleasure? Fear? Joy? It was almost like a mixture of all, as well as none. Fluttershy was now laying on her back, left hoof pressed against her wet crotch, right foreleg holding the magazine in front of her face. Fluttershy was far too meek to look down at her own dripping sex at this time, and opted to simply feel her way around this strange new world of hers.

>"Oh…," Fluttershy blushed ever deeper as the tip of her hoof brushed over her 'entrance' for the first time. "I feel almost like… I want to be… filled?"

>There was a sort of absent feeling between Fluttershy's legs as she began to slowly massage the muscular entrance of her marehood. Rainbow Dash had said something about using 'toys' to enhance the experience, but Fluttershy wanted to learn to crawl before she could trot.

>Slowly, the young pegasus began to trail her hoof along her moist slit, occasionally plunging the tip of her appendage into her entrance. A strong pressure slowly began to build up inside of Fluttershy, but she still hadn't found the 'button' Rainbow Dash had mentioned several times before.

Turning several pages of the magazine, Fluttershy came upon an informational article explaining the finer points of 'self-pleasure'. The pages showed a scientific graph of the average marehood, and specifically pointed to a large heart shaped part referred to as a 'clitoris' which was located just above the small hole over the entrance. Trailing her hoof upwards, Fluttershy felt a massive jolt of pleasure enrapture her as she made contact with the swollen cluster of nerves.

>"Goodness!" Fluttershy gasps. "T-That felt amazing!"

part 1 of ?

sorry about the delay, and thanks to the one anon who decided to pick up the slack


9f2dad (2)  No.314347>>314685

>>314319

Yes! this looks great thus far.


85a5a8 (4)  No.314685

>>314347

>>314319

sorry about the lack of updates will post something before long


e9273c (1)  No.315268>>315312

Write a story about Scootaloo and Rumble sneaking inside one of the Sweet Apple Acres's barns to have their sweet time together while Apple Bloom's spying on them.


72d29f (1)  No.315312

>>315268

This but add Apple Bloom getting caught and it turning into a threesome. Unless that goes without saying.




[Return][Go to top][Catalog][Screencap][Nerve Center][Cancer][Update] ( Scroll to new posts) ( Auto) 5
29 replies | 12 images | 17 UIDs | Page ???
[Post a Reply]
[ / / / / / / / / / / / / / ] [ dir / agatha2 / animu / arepa / ausneets / tacos / vg / vichan / zoo ][ watchlist ]