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>>41118180
>Date 1: The BIG First Date.
>”Oooh, Anonymous! I really like that tie.” Compliments Rarity as you anxiously rest yourself into the cushioned bench of the corner booth.
>You smile.
>”I certainly hope I didn’t stress you out by picking a date so soon.” She continues.
“Oh I’m fine. I’m fine. Just a bit nervous.”
>”It’s quite alright, darling. We don’t have to go too in-depth with conversation this time if you don’t want to.”
>Now you finally look up at Rarity.
>The vibrant light blue top she has on spans all the way up to her neck, luckily not showing even a bit of her cleavage.
>This really makes things easier for you.
>Though Rarity’s shoulders are completely bare and this top’s “arm holes” basically just imply it’s a backless top from what you can tell.
>And her lovely busty chest is still tightly accented by the front of that top anyway.
>Rarity’s smooth perfect skin alone is enough to get you feeling some type of way.
>”The menus are right over here, dear.” Rarity pulls one of them out of the slot next to the table’s bottle of ketchup.
>You already know you’re just going to get yourself a simple burger and lemonade if they have that here.
>Saves time and effort… if they have that here.
>”Is this your first time being on a date?” Asks Rarity.
“Yeah.”
>”Alright, then. Well I’m sure you’ll have the hang of it by the end of tonight. It’s perfectly normal to be nervous, darling.”
“How many times have you been on a date?” You don’t bother putting into question whether she’s ever been on a date at all before.
>”A couple of times.” She responds.
>The conversation quickly turns into favorite things ping-pong.
>The standard topics might as well be bouncing off of the table between the two of you.
>Favorite movie, favorite color, favorite type of music, etc.
>Of course Rarity would enjoy watching that movie The Devil Wears Prada, why wouldn’t she?
>The fork in Rarity’s hand is neatly pinched between her fingers after your food finally arrives.
>The pasta she had ordered gets twirled into the fork’s hold very neatly.
>You can’t help but watch how Rarity does this with her hand so well.
>Even her very movements make you feel like a slob in comparison.
>”If only skipping gym class were an option.” Rarity casually complains before taking another sip from her drink. “I don’t believe students should be *forced* to work up a sweat if they’re already healthy enough as they are.”
“You’re saying there isn’t anything at all you find fun about gym class?”
>”Maybe if our uniforms weren’t so tacky. But then again, I don’t want to imagine something that looks better getting sweat all over it. I prefer everything stay as clean as possible.”
“Well the uniforms are more about function instead of appearance.” You ride along with the topic Rarity herself started.
>”Oh, I still understand that. But I would say the function of the uniforms we have doesn’t compare to a full elastic body suit.”

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>>41122946
>Rarity goes on to rant about aerodynamics and wind resistance, and which fabrics allow more air passage so loose arm and leg holes wouldn’t be as necessary.
>Mentally redesigning the school mandated gym uniforms into her own rendition she thinks would both work and look a lot better.
>”But I digress.” Rarity concludes. “I couldn’t imagine the toll that would take on the school’s budget.”
“Yeah, I was wondering about that.”
>”I suppose it’s just one of those things I can’t help but daydream about. While being forced to play dodgeball and rock climb.”
“I guess I can’t blame you for not finding those things fun.” You build off of it. “Wouldn’t be fair to assume everyone should like that. I actually used to hate rock climbing.”
>”You did too?”
“Heights make me uneasy.”
>”Oh, TELL me about it!” Rarity’s voice grows enthusiastic as her eyes lock with yours in full agreement of what you just told her.
>You begin to feel warm and fuzzy inside having found something you and Rarity connect over so closely.
>It feels so great to completely agree with her about how you feel about heights, even if it is probably more common than you’re mentally giving it credit for right now.
>The way she calls you “darling” on occasion begins to sound more and more personal.
>Like you’re listening to her gradually getting used to you in real time, through the sound of her voice.
>You had started this date off quietly and non-talkative.
>But you can’t even remember any of those moments now that you’ve really starting to vibe with Rarity.
>Notice that you’re clearing your plate off faster than she is.
>If it were a race, you just won and she’s still on the home stretch.
>But by the time the two of you go on to talk about your favorite animals, barely a crumb of food is wasted.
>Probably because the two of you only got small dishes to eat; you had settled for a salad due to the burgers here looking too big for your nervous self to finish all the way.
>Both of your voices don’t go above the volume of the voices of anyone else in here amongst the restaurant chatter.
>Rarity seems really good at keeping you at her level in a way.
>As in, getting you to speak up if you were too quiet (and probably would have gotten a loud guy to quiet down if that were the case).
>She politely prompts you to talk more about yourself.
>”So would you say playing a sport in gym class is more fun than playing it officially after school?”
“At least the after school part is optional.”
>”You raise a fair point, darling.”
“Maybe I just have more fun doing it in class where I have nothing else to do anyway.”
>”What would you do somewhere you’d *rather* be that isn’t at school? Something less active?”
“Honestly? Yeah. I’m not super into sports once I have an option to be somewhere or not.”
>”Ah, then it looks like we fall on the same page.” Rarity warmly responds with a smile.

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>>41122949
>You can tell she’s actively trying to make you feel as comfortable as possible, but you appreciate that a lot.
>You’ll choose this over being a nervous wreck any day.
>It’s so fulfilling to know that right now, you’re comfortable talking to a really attractive girl, on a date with her.
>The you from a week ago would have never guessed this would happen.
>Part of current you is still in utter disbelief that this is happening to you.
>But the rest of current you is enthralled to have this happen to you.
>You can’t believe you’re starting to initiate the topics you and Rarity bring up together next, even long after you’re done with your food.
>This has given you a massive boost to your confidence, this night. This date.
>You’ve never felt so… on top of your own personal world.
>Going on a date with a hot girl, with it happening outside of your fantasies.
>This is really really real, and you can’t believe how much your nervousness about it has shrunk.
>As soon as the two of you got the ball rolling, you’re talking for almost a full extra hour before it gets a little too late for Rarity to be out with a boy.
>”Well since we both seem to enjoy casual walks outside, how about we choose the park for our next date?” Rarity suggests.
“Our… next date?” You stare at her. “You really mean that?”
>”I really enjoyed getting to know you a little bit tonight, Anon.”
“I enjoyed getting to know you too, Rarity.”
>You and her take and almost synchronized deep breath together.
“So uh… how’d I do?” You ask.
>”Hm?”
“How’d I do for a first-timer?”
>”You did wonderfully, darling.” Rarity tells you. “I think you’ll learn everything you need about how to treat a lady on a date after we meet a second time.”
>There’s a short pause.
>”I have to say, I’m really starting to like you a lot.”
>Rarity’s really starting to like you a lot.
>The effect of her saying that courses through your body little by little the more you think about it.
>You can almost sense her… legs opening up in the future.
>A little ashamed that your mind is now going there after all of the intricate and platonic conversation the two of you just shared.
>But the mere newfound POSSIBILITY of getting laid with Rarity in the future drops into your mind, weighing it down and dragging it into the gutter.
>Seeing the light at the end of the tunnel of virginity is even more promising than you imagined.
>A hot girl like *Rarity* being down for you?
>You better prepare to keep yourself maintained almost as dedicatedly as she does.
>Maybe that’s a great way to better yourself…

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>>41122952
>Maybe something like that was Rarity’s intention, except in a less skip-to-third-base kind of way:
>She agreed to go on a date with you to your surprise, so you’d get at least some experience with a girl of her caliber instead of never gaining any experience at all.
>The latter might have happened as far as Rarity is concerned… a rejection could have sent you into a state of never wanting to ask a girl out again from fear of re-experiencing rejection.
>And you’d have never learned anything about how to treat a lady.
>Rarity’s probably doing this to give you a chance to actually gain experience and work your shyness and awkwardness out.
>As a sort of a favor to help you get more comfortable around girls and the idea of dating them.
>”Is everything alright, dear?”
>You return to the immediate reality right in front of you.
“Oh yeah, I’m fine.”
>”I suppose you really like me a lot too?”
“A lot.”
>Rarity responds with a quiet giggle.
>The two of you pay for your food and soon leave before it gets too dark outside and late on the clock.
>But not before you’re reminded of your own libido-driven nature while sitting at the table talking to Rarity.
>You can’t help but notice the slight bumps poking through made by what are undoubtably Rarity’s nipples.
>This makes you instantly visualize what Rarity’s breasts would look like if made bare in front of you.
>Now that you have this frame of reference.
>Many times before the two of you stand up, you pray Rarity didn’t catch you glancing down at her chest.
>And throw all the non-sexual bonding you just shared with her into question.
>As she soon leads you out the door, not only do you have confirmation that Rarity’s top is indeed backless, but direct confirmation that Rarity is indeed braless.
>The smooth perfect skin of Rarity’s bare back you’ve never seen this much of before mesmerizes you so.
>You can stare as much as you want as long as she’s walking in front and facing away…
>Swinging her hips, part of her beautiful hourglass figure she has been naturally blessed with.
>And when you’re standing outside the restaurant together, you notice the chilly night air has sided with your horny hopes.
>It’s getting easier to see Rarity’s hardening braless nipples poking out through her top…
>If she ever did notice this happening to her, it wasn’t until after both of you got into your cars and left separately.
~

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>>41122995
>Dates 2 and 3: The smaller ones.
>The smaller ones that happen before a monkey wrench is thrown into everything.
>But date 2 had a lot more important things said, and they all started coming out in a way you didn’t expect.
>First, you meet Rarity at the park on a cool late morning this time.
>She’s wearing another blue top, but this one is one of her tops you recognize from school.
>And it’s one of those tops that isn’t designed to go up to her neck this time.
>The upper front is low cut enough to show a bit of Rarity’s cleavage.
>This is the first thing you notice when you walk up to her.
>Level 2 sure is gonna be a lot harder than level 1.
>”Oh you absolutely must see some of the locations I’ve memorized here!” Says Rarity with her hand already gently gripping your wrist and pulling.
>The wrist gripping soon turns into hand-holding as you and Rarity take a stroll through the large park full of grassy fields and scattered trees together.
>You tingle a little to the feeling.
>Holding Rarity’s hands like this.
>Locking fingers.
>Rarity cutely swings her hand locked with yours forward and back
>”The trees here look absolutely gorgeous during the spring, darling. Don’t they?” Rarity peers up at the flourishing cherry blossoms.
“Yeah, they’re pretty.” You respond..
>You can see that Rarity is wearing a bra this time.
>But now her top shows her cleavage.
>Her tight skirt shows off her shapely behind.
>Your eyes struggle to stay on her face while she’s talking to you.
>But despite your hormonal nature, you manage.
>But Rarity’s hourglass curves tempt you when you are lucky enough to find her facing away from you.
>”So how do you feel now?” Asks Rarity as she leads the way down a gravel path past a few more cherry blossom trees.
“What do you mean?”
>”Not as nervous this time?”
“Not at all, actually. Yeah.”
>Rarity blinks with a kind laugh. “I knew you’d come out of your shell sooner rather than later. I could see it in you. You’re a lot more sincere than other boys. That’s what I like about you.”
“I just try my best to not screw things up.”
>”It’s a shame that trait isn’t as common anymore.” Conveys Rarity, squeezing your hand just a little bit tighter. “So many boys out there nowadays seem to be preoccupied with trying too hard in different ways. What I like about you is that you simply stayed yourself.”
“I wouldn’t know what you mean by that. I don’t talk to a lot of people, not even other guys so much.”
>”Let me put it this way, darling.” Starts Rarity. “I’ve noticed that a number of guys are either artificially nice, or artificially mean. And they think their motives can’t be figured out, but it becomes clear after talking with them for a while. It takes a little bit of intuition, but it’s eventually easy to tell if someone’s putting up an act, so to speak. I’m not mad at boys for it, but it does usually feel insincere.”
>You think back to the restaurant.

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>>41122996
>Where you, having previously expected rejection, figured you wouldn’t even try to make the date go in any direction except wherever Rarity wanted it to go.
>But then didn’t want to ruin the moment when Rarity agreed to share a date with you a date with you.
>The two of you are sitting at a park bench together now, letting the gentle flower petals falling from the cherry blossom trees flutter down and ever so delicately land on both of you.
>As birds chirp not too far away and a distant lawnmower hums in the further distance.
>”What lots of boys don’t realize is that us girls know exactly what’s going on. They’re *trying* too hard to influence what our next decision will be. Whether it’s to say yes to a date with them, or to believe we have more in common than we actually do, or to eventually have sex with them which is the end game in lots of cases.”
“I see.” You just let her continue, not saying much right now.
>”We may not read your minds, but we can read your actions. We can read where your eyes go. We can read contradictions in stories about oneself. And it feels rather offensive when a boy assumes I’m not able to read those things and proceeds as though I’m entirely clueless.”
>She sounds like she’s about to call you out for leering her; you knew she’d probably have noticed but didn’t want to say anything to not ruin the first date.
>Maybe you’ll just own up to it now and let her tell you thanks and goodbye and let that be the end of this.
>Then you can let the fact you went on a date and a half with Rarity get you some new buddies in school who sympathize with you for trying.
“Yeah, about that.” You scratch the back of your head. “I’m really sorry about kind of doing that the other night. When I was looking down at… you like that. I should try to have more self-control.”
>Rarity nods and looks over at you. “That right there, that’s what I like about you.”
“Huh?”
>”You didn’t even wait for me to address it myself. You didn’t try to see if you could hide the fact you did that. You’ve proven that you’re too honest with me for that. And *that* was only the icing on the cake.”
“I uh, had a feeling you’d know.” You genuinely admit.
>”This is the thing about you, Anon. You’re not *trying* incredibly hard to persuade me, or hide your honest missteps from me. I understand that boys will be boys and the can’t help it sometimes, but it kind of ruins it when you try to *hide* it like we don’t know. There’s nothing wrong with being imperfect in that regard as long as you’re willing to admit it. As long as it’s not excessive as well.”
“You mean… excessive staring?” You don’t even know how you’re going to allow this date to fall through and be the last anymore now that Rarity herself sees something in you you didn’t expect.

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>>41122998
>”Absolutely. But you not only moderate yourself, but you entered this without over-reaching expectations. You didn’t go out of your way to try to convince me you’re the best possible guy for me… you actually listened to me, and then interacted more naturally.”
>You begin to feel more and more amazing on the inside hearing Rarity say all of this about you, especially so after doing exactly what she described and entering this without many expectations.
>”Darling, I don’t think you understand how refreshing that was. Going on a date with a boy like you.”
>It was at this point when you realized that you were doomed to go on a third date with Rarity.
>But you know what?
>You really wouldn’t mind that at all.
~
>On date 3, Rarity begins to complain more about the guys whom she describes as “artificially mean”.
>After having described the guys who are artificially nice a week or two ago at the park, and contrasted you from them.
>Actually nice guys who care for real don’t call themselves nice guys who care; they don’t have to.
>But now mean jerks are the brief topic, the ones with so much self-pride for a multitude of reasons.
>Who either never got rejected and are full of themselves and think they can act however they want around women and it won’t matter.
>Or got rejected too many times and turned themselves into a metaphorical fortress who constantly proves they’re not swayed by women.
>Or some compromise between the two…
>Each are equally sad.
>But this topic didn’t last long, and Rarity eventually just takes you clothes shopping with her.
>The two of you are at the mall now, and Rarity is wearing her off-white top that still shows an amount of her cleavage especially if she leans forward.
>If any of the further conversations you’ve had with Rarity so far have indicated anything, it’s that she only dresses the way she does because she’s… just dressing.
>Girls just like to play around with their own style, and they don’t see their own bodies in a sexual way like boys do.
>So it doesn’t really register with them as much as it does you when a girl wears something that shows off her cleavage.
>Same goes for short skirts, tight lowriding pants, etc.
>Talking to Rarity enough has helped you realize this to a degree you hadn’t before all of this, since she’s super into clothing and style.
>You almost wanted to assume that she showed herself a little bit just to test you, but you figure that would be foolish to assume.
>Rarity is currently taking you throughout department store after department store.
>Now confident in your opinion about her style enough to ask you what you think about different outfits she tries on before buying them.

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>>41122999
>”I always felt red looks too gaudy on me.” Comments Rarity. “Light blue accents me better, would you agree?”
“Light blue and light purple.” You tell her, three of her shopping bags in your hands that will bear the weight of them down the next few aisles.
>”Oh, it’s so splendid that you’ve been paying attention!” Rarity expresses her enthusiasm. “Are you sure you don’t want to shop for you next? I can help you pick out outfits that work best for you.”
“I don’t want you to have to spend money on me.” You politely decline. “But I’m more than happy to give a second opinion on your outfits you want to buy yourself.”
>You’re looking forward to seeing Rarity in more and more different lewd outfits, lots of which show off a lot of skin.
>As Rarity *encourages* you to look at her body.
>And there’s a reason why you’re thinking about it this way this time.
>In truth, you’ve been hoping this whole thing you and Rarity started together would eventually lead to intimacy.
>Whether that’s a month down the road, or a year down the road, a girl as divinely sexy as Rarity would be absolutely worth it.
>You started off jacking off right before each date to clear your head of any sexual thoughts, so you wouldn’t be glancing down at Rarity’s body like the closeted pervert you’re still somewhat convinced you are.
>At least after the way you’ve still been thinking about Rarity and the outfits she wears.
>But then you remembered what she said, the thing about trying too hard.
>Maybe it’ll help you more to stop jerking off so much, because it might condition your mind to remember all of the places it went to while doing that *right before* a date… while on the date.
>Maybe it’ll help your genuineness more if you just build up your natural resistance to horny thoughts by taking the brunt of it and learning to mitigate them all directly.
>So now, you haven’t beat your meat in almost an entire week now, solely to let your true self come out so you can surprise-discipline him.
>It’s making all of the outfits look even BETTER on Rarity, plus it might make you perform a lot better if you two ever do have sex.
>And if this doesn’t work out, you’ve got endless new mental images to fap to for years to come.
>Which might take your mind off of being so *into* other girls more than they’d be comfortable with.
>But that part is after this point this starts feeling like a massive reach in logic.
>Nevertheless, watching Rarity’s sexy body grace the fabrics of countless nice looking outfits that showcase the beautiful curves and softness of her body has made this mall-date feel like it lasted a lot shorter than FOUR HOURS.
>Lugging around all these shopping bags just feels like a workout for you, and your heightened arousal-encouraged testosterone helps you enjoy this too.
>You’ll be honest, you LOVE dating Rarity.
>But you can already tell she’s not going to put out any time soon.

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>>41123000
>Even outside of what you’ve hear her say about guys expecting girls to put out, she doesn’t give off the vibe of easiness at all, which shouldn’t have been hard to tell.
>But honestly?
>That is perfectly okay.
>You’re starting to really like being around Rarity in a non-sexual way.
>She’s helping you improve yourself.
>You’re showering a lot more often, you’re styling your hair, you’re being more social, you’re becoming the type of guy you wished you’d become.
>All due to Rarity’s guidance.
>After the mall date ends with you helping Rarity haul her shopping bags into her car, she already has intentions to date you a fourth time.
>She REALLY likes being around you, and conversing with you, and watching how genuine you display your demeanor as.
>She respects you because you *actually* respect her despite your horniness you’ve kept bottled up even since the beginning.
>And everything’s great.
>And if this eventually leads to sex down the road in this relationship, then hell fucking yeah.
>You already know you’d stay interested in Rarity even after that, which you assume was something she might have been concerned about regarding your motives as well.
>Going off of a bit of what she’s told you.
>Rarity wouldn’t want to date a guy who’s only in it for sex and would stop pretending to be interested in her and the things she’s passionate about the next day after they finally sleep together.
>You can perfectly see why Rarity would see that as not only disingenuous, but also just straight up disrespectful.
>Honestly, you wouldn’t want a girl doing that with you either.
>Relationships are a team effort built on trust and honesty.
>And that’s what you and Rarity have started together here.
>Would be a shame if some new event derailed this.
~
>Before the fourth date, Rarity suggests that the two of you are finally ready to meet eachother’s parents.
>This is how you know she’s actually getting *really* serious now.
>She hasn’t even decided where the two of you are going to go yet, but you’re going to meet her at her house to pick her up and drive her while she decides with you where you two want to go.
>And while you’re there, you can meet Rarity’s mother.
>…
>In the living room of the place, Rarity’s mother, Cookie Crumbles, is currently engaged in her usual session of yoga.
>Dressed in recently cleaned clothes and resting her yoga mat atop the recently cleaned carpet beneath it, Cookie takes deep breaths and once again makes her muscles and tendons leans just like how they were when she was younger.
>she missed feeling this loose, after so many years of being on tight schedules and, on occasions, tight budgets.
>Cookie misses being a teenager.
>No responsibilities, slim, limber, full of energy and hope in her eyes for the future, much less stress over things that actually matter in life…
>She could go on and on about how she misses when she was in high school.

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>>41123002
>Yoga and just stretching and exercise in general is the perfect way for her to unwind and forget about her long history of adult life so far.
>Her smooth lotioned-up skin softly glows in the afternoon light shining through the window, illuminating her vibe as she slowly breathes in and out.
>stretching her arms, stretching her legs, stretching her core as her beep breaths relax her more and more.
>Cookie Crumbles has entered her zen zone.
>Mind falling away from not only the worried but also the logic and reasoning of the real world as she only does the tings that make her body feel… good…
>It’s like revisiting an old friend: her past self.
>Her easy-going past self who was more flexible and energetic.
>Cookie Crumbles has indeed been a little bummed out about letting her figure go a little bit after so many years of adulthood, but that’s just something that comes with life as one gets a little older.
>She’s read tons of articles on the internet about it… it’s perfectly normal for both women and men to go through.
>One of the most common remedies for stress and losing shape Cookie had sen popping up was simple exercise and yoga, along with eating healthy foods every day, which should be an obvious answer.
>And so, Cookie Crumbles bought herself a yoga mat, started up a few sessions of smelling the flowers while revisiting her teenage self in spirit.
>And now here she is achieving a transcendent state where there is neither suffering, desire, nor self of self.
>Feels like 1991 again as all the memories of what was going on in Cookie’s life at the time come rushing back into her mind as she stretches her body in serene silence.
>…
>To this very day, you STILL haven’t waxed your carrot for a while now, having been prolonging the little thing you’ve been doing.
>You’re standing outside after having received a text from Rarity that a fashion agency had contacted her and needed her to attend something right away, so she’s going to be running late.
>But she left the front door unlocked for you.
>With this, you enter her house, eventually finding your way towards the living room as a woman’s voice calls out to you, having heard you entering.
“Hello?” You answer. “Rarity told me I can come inside to wait.”
>”Oh you must be Rarity’s boyfriend! I’m Cookie Crumbles, Rarity’s mother. You can come right on in! I don’t mind.”
>You weren’t prepared to meet Rarity’s mother so soon, but here it goes.
“Hi, I’m-“ You begin before the sight before you ambushes your curious eyes by surprise.
>Cookie Crumbles likes to do yoga.
>Loosen up her muscles and stuff.
>And she also likes to wear yoga pants along with a clingy tank top.
>Thing is, this tank top must be from when she was Rarity’s age.
>At her own age, Cookie Crumbles’s body has become really *really* developed.
>As a fully grown and proven fertile adult woman having to work with such an ensemble of completely developed assets and features.

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>>41123005
>No teen-sized bra could hope to properly fit over Cookie Crumbles’s massive soft boobs over-filling up the front of that improperly fitting tank top from ages ago.
>Rarity had certainly inherited her hourglass form from Cookie Crumbles.
>Almost two decades of non-stop slowing adult lifestyle has thickened this woman’s body out.
>Widening her hourglass shape.
>Packing lots of cushioning onto her buttcheeks wrapped up in those tight leggings.
>The slight but obvious muffintopping going on around the waistband of her leggings teases more of Cookie’s softness to you.
>Her smooth arms and shoulders are also noticeably thick and soft to the touch.
>The thin spaghetti string straps on Cookie’s shoulders pressing into that soft skin are the only things keeping those heaving fully developed adult breasts from spilling all the way out into the open.
>Cookie’s bountiful swaying breasts overstuffing her stressed lowcut tank top boast more deep busty cleavage than her teenage daughter Rarity could ever hope to.
>All of this *body*… wonderfully clothed in an outfit just a little bit too small for keeping these wide soft curves from letting their sexiness shine through without intention.
>Cookie asks you if you’re okay but you can’t process her words at first.
>All you know is that you want her soft fertile womanly form on top of your trembling body…
>Pinning you down on the floor under Cookie’s soft curvy body weight~
>”Are you okay?” She repeats.
“I’m fine.”
>”I see Rarity has good taste in boys.” Cookie says to you.
>She’s too into her zen zone to register the nature of anything she’s saying or doing.
>All she knows is that she’s been feeling like her early 20s again for the past 20 minutes.
“I’m just waiting for Rarity to come back.” You melt a little.
>”Oh I know.”
>You anxiously clench your fists behind your back, unable to think any more clearly than Cookie in her overly relaxed state.
>”You look tense.” Cookie observes your awkward posture. “Would you like to join me?”
>You say no in your head.
“I’d love to.”
>Having answered on your behalf, your stiffening member begins pushing against the inside of your underwear, as any guy would have the same happen.
>”Well get on down here, dear. I could use a hand with a few of these positions.”
>She doesn’t notice your rapidly growing erection bulge you’re feeling intensifying and thinking for you.
>Walk over and begin lowering yourself down to the floor with Cookie Crumbles.
>Your jittery caution cycles through countless emotions at once, unable to find the right one.
>Because Horny is throwing everything out of balance; struggle against it as your member threatens full erection inside your underwear.
>Cookie greets you as you become eye-to-eye with her, eagerly welcoming your presence into her personal space…

All for now. Will make a paste in due time.

>>41123008
God damn this looks promising. I’ll await your next update closely.

Updates will slow down this upcoming week because I'll be out on a work trip. I plan to have an update out tonight, though.
>>41123008
Good update! I appreciate the time taken to establish Anon's chemistry with Rarity, gonna make it sting even more when he goes after her mom

>>41123008
Very nice

>>41121033
>”I just want to kiss you and lick you and touch you and-”
>”Careful, Pinkie. If you keep talking about his body like that, poor Anon will think that’s the only thing you like about him! He’s such a sensitive soul, you know.” Sunset slyly reminded Pinkie, gently stroking your hair to accentuate her point.
>Pinkie’s eyes widened in shock and her hands flew to cover her mouth, making her impressive tits bounce a bit from the sudden movement.
>”Oh, no, no, no! That’s not true at all, Nonny! There’s a ton I like about you beyond just your body! I swear! I pinkie promise!” She worriedly promised you.
>You take a moment to catch your breath now that you’ve been given a break from your little wrestling match.
“Really? ‘Cause Sunset’s right, you’ve been talking an awful lot about my body.” You remind her with a slight smirk.
>The girls aren’t so shallow as to throw themselves at the first guy they see with a nice body, you know that.
>It might be mean to put pressure on her like this, but your ego is riding high right now and you’d sure like to hear more about how great you are.
>Besides, Sunset started it.
>As usual.
>Pinkie holds your head and presses her forehead against yours.
>”Really, really, really! Do you wanna hear when I realized I had a crush on you?” Pinkie asked you.
>That gets your attention.
>The sex and stuff is fun, but you’re always down for some tender confessions.
“Yeah, sure.” You answer her in a more gentle tone.
>Pinkie takes a deep breath and gets herself situated on your lap.
>Your manhood’s pressed up against her plush stomach and comfortably squeezed between her thighs.
>”Well, I remember how you looked super worried about fitting in at school when we first met. I really should’ve given you a proper Canterlot welcome on your first day, I’m super sorry I couldn’t find you!”
“I already told you, it’s all good. We found each other eventually, that’s what matters most.” You assure Pinkie.
>”I know, I know, but that’s not the point! Sunset said you’re a really cool guy, so I knew I had to get you to come out of your shell! And I’m really glad I did! You’re really funny in your own special way, you got along with the girls so well, and you were always so polite to the Cakes when you visited Sugarcube Corner! They told me you’re one of their favorite customers!” Pinkie continued, easing up on her grip and softening the tone of her voice.
“Really? They said that about me?”
>”Yep! Mrs. Cake really likes how you call her ma’am, she said more teenagers should be like you!”
>The Cakes are such nice people, they deserve your best manners.
>”At first, I thought I liked hanging out with you because you’re a super-duper friend, but…”
>Pinkie blushes a bit, giving you a very rare look at her shy side.
>”...When I saw you smile for the first time, I just kinda froze up and thought… ‘wow, Anon has a really pretty smile’.”

>>41123574
>You can’t help but blush.
>Pinkie gets all flustered at how you smile at her, proving her point.
>”And then I just couldn’t stop thinking about you! I’d think about how you smile and laugh all the time! Every time you say I did a great job making your milkshake at Sugarcube Corner, I’d get all warm and gooey inside! Remember when you said my new skirt looked cute? That’s all I could think about the whole weekend!”
“Well, you are cute! You’re super cute, Pinkie! Especially when you giggle, it’s super infectious!” You compliment her.
>Pinkie succumbs to a fit of flustered giggles.
“I’m really glad you pushed me to be your friend. Your relentlessly optimistic attitude really rubbed off on me. If it weren’t for you, I’d be in a worse place, for sure.”
>”Aww, you really mean that?” Pinkie graciously asked you.
“Of course! You did the impossible and gave me something to look forward to every school day!”
>You could see Pinkie’s heart grow three sizes before she gave you a tight, loving hug.
>”Oh, Nonny, you’re such a sweetheart!”
>”Isn’t he?” Sunset prodded her.
>”Hey, you wanna know something embarrassing?” Pinkie whispered to you.
>Where’s this going?
“Uh… Sure?”
>Pinkie awkwardly laughs.
>”Remember the time I split my pants when showing you the dance the girls and I made last year?”
>How could you forget?
>The sound of her shorts ripping could’ve been heard for miles.
>You’ll never forget the sight of her white panties patterned with red hearts.
>It was a suffocatingly awkward moment for both of you, but you both laughed it off and ended the day on a good note.
“...Yeah?”
>”...I did that on purpose to get your attention.” Pinkie admitted.
>You couldn’t help but laugh in response to this revelation.
“What? Why?”
>”It worked for Rarity!” Pinkie claimed as she pointed over at the still naked Rarity, who gave her a shocked expression.
>”What happened between Anon and I was not because I was trying to get his attention!” Rarity reminded her, faintly embarrassed.
>”I know! But since Anon’s such a helpful guy, I kinda thought he’d leap in to rescue me and we’d get even closer! I spent, like, an hour picking out the perfect underwear for it!” Pinkie tried to argue her point.
>”She’s got a point, you know.” Sunset jokingly said to you.
“I mean, I’m flattered, I guess, but you really didn’t have to, though! I was already paying attention to you! I already cared about you a lot!” You insist with a laugh.
>”But it worked out pretty well, didn’t it?” Pinkie grinned, wiggling her hips for emphasis.
>You shudder at the stimulation, making Pinkie even more satisfied.

>>41123576
>”To think I would intentionally destroy my own clothing for his attention…” Rarity muttered indignantly.
>”Nah, you’d just strip naked and beg.” Applejack sarcastically agreed with a grin.
>As Rarity shot her a shocked look, Pinkie sheepishly giggled at you.
>”But now that we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, you’ll get to see my underwear all the time!” She cheered.
“Oh, really?” You ask her, intrigued by her offer.
>”Totally! I mean, we’re both super into each other’s bodies, why shouldn’t we hang out in our underwear when we’re together?”
>You feel like you should protest against an idea like that, but it does sound like fun.
“...You know, that’s actually a pretty good point.” You admit.
>”Ooh, you know what we should do? We should bake together wearing nothing but aprons and our underwear! That way if we get all messy, we can just lick it off each other!” Pinkie realized.
“That sounds like fun! You’ve always got such fun ideas~” You flirtily compliment Pinkie.
>She wiggles her body happily and nuzzles into your neck.
>”Thank you, Nonny~” She happily sighs.
>”See how fun this is?” Sunset asks you two before standing up and addressing the girls.
>”New rule: you have to tell Anon when you realized you had a crush on him before you’re allowed to touch him.”
>”Boy, this just keeps gettin’ more intense.” Applejack gently laughed.
>”How romantic~” Rarity sighed.
>”Oh boy…” Twilight awkwardly chuckled.
>”Uuuuuggghhhhh.” Rainbow loudly groaned to signal her annoyance.
“You’re not gonna get better at this romance stuff without practice, you of all people should understand how important practice is.” You cheekily remind her.
>”Don’t worry about Rainbow, if she wants to miss out on your sweet loving because she’s too proud to admit she gets all weak in the knees when you smile at her, it’s her loss.” Sunset teasingly assured you, getting Rainbow to stand up and point an accusatory finger at her.
>”You’re doing this on purpose! You’re trying to get me to be all girly and submissive!” Rainbow shot at her.
>”There’s nothing wrong with telling Anon how you feel about him, and we’re all gonna have to do it. I’m kind of looking forward to it, actually.” Fluttershy tried to calm her down.
>Fluttershy’s one of Rainbow’s oldest friends, she can calm her down better than anyone else.
>Rainbow hung her head and let out an annoyed snort.
>”...Fine, whatever. Being the closing act gives me more time to prepare, anyway.” She cooled off.
“That’s the spirit! There’s nothing you can’t do, Rainbow!” You flirtily compliment her.
>”Just focus on fucking Pinkie already!” Rainbow directed you, trying to hide her arousal.
>”Now THAT’S a good idea!” Pinkie agreed right before diving back in, taking advantage of your relaxed grip on her to pin you to the floor and go back to making out with you.

>>41123578
>You’ve adapted to being a Pinkie wrangler, so you firmly fasten your arms around her supple body and return her kiss with equal force.
>This time, it was a real fight to determine who’s mouth would serve as the ballroom for the fiery dance between your tongues.
>Pinkie’s back to grinding her desperately aroused pussy against your crotch.
>Her boobs roll across your chest with every thrust like the world’s most attractive rolls of dough.
>Her hands go back to exploring as much of your body as possible without sacrificing her grip on you, from combing through your hair to dragging her fingers across your waist.
>She’s breathing so rapidly.
>It’s like Pinkie’s a rabid animal trying to tear open a bag of gummy bears.
>If you were only going off of what you can hear, that’s what you’d think she was.
“You’re awfully touch starved, aren’t you~?” You softly gasp to Pinkie once you can separate your tongue from hers.
>”You have NO idea~” Pinkie purred, licking your cheek again.
>You manage to flip Pinkie onto her back, run your hand down from her supple chest, down her soft stomach, and stick your index and middle finger deep inside her pussy.
>She loses the ability to wrestle with you as you plant your fingers deep within her, getting the lewdest gasp you’ve ever heard from her in response.
>Almost your entire hand is soaked in her love juices.
>You withdraw your fingers from her cunt torturously slowly, making her arch her back up as she groped her chest.
>You loom over Pinkie, lock eyes with her, and lick your fingers.
>...What the fuck.
>Her pussy actually does taste like bubblegum.
>Pinkie snickers at your surprised reaction.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, Pinkie. If you always taste this good, I might just get addicted~” You flirt with her.
>”I’m already addicted to you, Nonny~” Pinkie flirted back with a grin.
>She licks your neck, making you shudder at the lewd sensation.
>”I’m thinking up all sorts of fun recipes with you~”
>She gives you a brief but passionate kiss.
>”Nonny-pops…”
>Her hands explore your back.
>”Anony-mousse…”
>She leans into your ear.
>”But you’re the sweetest, tastiest treat of all~”
“Aww, you’re the sweetest thing here, Pinkie~”
>You kiss her back, lining up your cock with her needy pussy.
“You ready?”
>”I’ve been ready for MONTHS.” Pinkie gasped, licking you again.
“Alright, here we go…”
>You hold Pinkie tight and sheathe your staff inside her.

>>41123582
>Pinkie reacts by locking her arms and legs around you and suppressing her scream of pleasure by locking her lips onto yours.
>She literally takes your breath away when you kiss.
>Once you two are united, you move as a singular being.
>Your hips move together.
>Your tongues dance together, now more unified than ever.
>It’s no longer a battle for dominance, it’s a frantic but loving dance.
>You don’t know what to do with your hands, there’s so much Pinkie to savor.
>Your hands fit so nicely on her waist, but she’s moving too fast for you to keep up with.
>You try to dig your fingers into her hair, but that jungle on top of her head threatens to trap your hands forever.
>”Smack her butt, she really likes that.” Sunset whispers to you.
>Pinkie rapidly nods while continuing to make out with you, accompanied by a muffled “Mm-hm, mm-hm!”
>Well, who are you to deny what a lady wants?
>Your hands slide down her back to find her butt, happily shaking for your handling pleasure.
>After indulging in the sensation of her fine ass in your hands, you raise your right hand up, form it into a palm, and firmly bring it down onto her cheek.
>”Ooooh!” Pinkie giggled, constricting you in her grip even tighter.
>”Do it harder! She can take it!” Sunset pushed you, gripping your shoulders again.
>Was this all a scheme to keep you beneath Pinkie as you two went at it?
>Eh, there’s worse places to be.
>Pinkie’s trying to somehow raise her ass for you to toy with some more while continuing to ride you.
>You smack her ass again.
>Pinkie quivers in your grip, biting your lip surprisingly forcefully.
>A warm liquid coats your dick and gushes down onto your pelvis.
>”Y-You’re really good at that~” She shakily says to you.
>You gently massage Pinkie’s butt some more before smacking her again.
>She’s trembling in arousal again.
>When she parts from the kiss to get another gasp of air, she’s panting like a dog in the summer heat.
>This separation doesn’t last long at all, she’s determined to feel as much of you as possible.
>Each smack of her butt gets her further and further up the wall.
>Her soaking wet pussy constricts around your dick like she’s trying to milk you, and only gets tighter every time you slap her ass.
>Pressure’s building down there.
>It’s happening again.

>>41123586
“Pinkie, I’m getting closer.” You whisper to her after managing to pull your mouth off of hers.
>”Do it, do it, do it! You already made me squirt!”
>Here it goes.
>With your mouth locked onto hers, you grip her ass with all your might and thrust into her one final time.
>At long last, you give Pinkie Pie a creamy filling.
>With every spurt of icing from your love stick, you sink into the floor and release the pink girl from your grip.
>Pinkie holds her cheeks as a wide, goofy smile covers her face, her eyes rolling into the back of her head in ecstasy.
>”Aaahhhhhhhhh~” She moans in delight, relaxing her beautifully plump body down onto yours.
>It doesn’t take long for you to empty your load.
>You lie flat on the carpet, feeling your strength diminish by the second.
>Pinkie snuggles into your shoulder and gently licks your cheek again.
>”So good, so tasty~” She whispers contently.
>You smile at her and plant a loving kiss on her forehead.
>”Aww, that was so sweet, I think I just got a few cavities!” Sunset giggled.
>You hear her make her way back over to the punch bowl Twilight prepared for you for this very eventful evening, but you’re more focused on cuddling Pinkie.
>She wiggles happily in your embrace as your hand cheekily slides down to her ass again.
>”I wish I could leave you two lovebirds like this, but you’ve got a flock of lovebirds waiting for you, don’t you, Nonny~?” Sunset reminded you, slipping the cup of the mystery juice by you.
>Pinkie clings onto you a little tighter, knowing her time with you tonight is drawing to a close.
>You look up and see Sunset surveying the small crowd of nude girls hungrily eyeing you and Pinkie on the floor.
>Twilight, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rainbow, and Rarity.
>Each showing their arousal in different ways.
>Twilight’s laying on her stomach and looking you over, but how rigid her hands are on her chin give away the fact that she’s trying out a pose she saw in a book or something.
>Fluttershy’s showing a little more boldness, brushing her hair behind her ear and working up the gusto to spread her legs a little bit.
>Applejack’s clearly not used to this “trying to look enticing” stuff, judging by how awkwardly she’s folded her arms behind her to push up her chest.
>Rainbow’s arms are crossed and her face is scrunched up, showing she’s still annoyed about being put at the back of the line.
>Rarity’s trying to reclaim her image as a sexy seductress by laying across the carpet and batting her eyes at you.
>”Now, who’s been a good girl tonight~?” Sunset teasingly asks the group.

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>>41123592
lmao poor dashie
Though she kind of completely did it to herself

>>41123630
Stunning, any more of her?

Anchor for the anon coloring the bottomless humanized Fluttershy.
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https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2019/3/23/1992885.png
(NSFW, obviously)

Requesting that this sketch of bottomless humanized Fluttershy is colored. Be sure to expose her genitals.

Reference for color and painting style (also NSFW):
https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2013/6/1/338611.jpg

And this is how the original artist would draw female genitals in the similar pose and from the similar angle. (WARNING: NSFW, anthro and hyper)
https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2019/2/3/1952001.png
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Or, if you want to finish it yourself, here is the incomplete painting (it too is NSFW):
https://files.catbox.moe/oepn57.png

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>>41124053
https://pomf2.lain.la/f/a4ctkuyx.png
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>>41123592
Damn sunset really does have them lined up and thirsty for it doesn’t she? Anon’s dick and balls are going to be so drained by the end of the night that they’ll need a week to recharge.

>>41124416
A little uncanny but surprisingly hot

Why do you guys like this vapid thread?

>>41124416
Amazing, thank you so much you've made my day!

>>41122989
>>41124877
Why are you butthurt? Can’t you filter threads?

>>41124975
It doesn’t seem like Derpy knows how to filter threads at all…

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>>41124994
Sad, but also kind of hot.

>>41124483
>Anon’s dick and balls are going to be so drained by the end of the night that they’ll need a week to recharge.
And then another sleepover can happen right after

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>>41122915
I absolutely adore this Flutter's art, she looks so cute. Makes me want to read something wholesome

>>41123630
>>41124416
Damn, 4chan strips out the prompt info, these are real nice sfw.. any chance to upload these 2 to pomf or catbox?

>>41125568
My pool of unwritten ideas is already a mile deep but shockingly light on ones involving Flutters
What's a cute idea for a fluffy Flutterbutter story?

>>41125894
Mating season comes for Fluttershy's animals in Spring, but for some strange reason, Fluttershy herself also feels a burning heat in her loins and an irresistible call to "mate" with Anon, spurring some surprisingly forward behavior towards him.

Hello, Fingerbang. I don't believe I've ever posted here. I have some cover art for a story in the works, and I can post it here when it's done, but I'm not certain if it would be appropriate. The cover art shows a nice angle at two pregnant women, and they're the focus of the story.

Does anyone want to see it, I guess?

>Pinkie got to go 2nd
My heart can rest easy.

>>41125948
>but I'm not certain if it would be appropriate
If it's that Carnifex pic of Adagio and Applejack as super preggo with veins and each with the "linea nigra" around their navels, then I doubt anyone here would be into that lmao.
I'm just being honest.

>>41125957
Alright. I probably shouldn't post it then.

Damn, I guess I shouldn't go around looking for more places to mention it, but I really don't have much else to do until the artwork's finished except to wait.

>"linea nigra"
That is the medical term, sir. It's Latin for "dark line" is all.

>>41125963
Pregnancy thread is two blocks down.

>>41125963
Well good luck with the wait.
>It's Latin for "dark line" is all.
I know.

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>>41123592
>best pony isn't dead last
Cosmic Basedhole strikes again.

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>>41125666
Sure thing, Satan.
https://pomf2.lain.la/f/jz3q8lo4.png
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https://pomf2.lain.la/f/q7cmc9da.png

Anypony truly based know where to find the thumbnail source? Can’t find anywhere on derpi and would love help /)

https://youtu.be/W6HKOI6AB30?si=_70rQ3Q-6w2ic4z-

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>>41126360
Blessings to you anon

>>41125666
what’s the prompt info?

>>41126423
Seconding

>>41126423
>>41126502

parameters

score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, score_5_up, score_4_up, detailed, beautiful, (RAW, photo, realistic, irl, high res, <lora:Photo 2 Style SDXL_LoRA_Pony Diffusion V6 XL>:1.2) BREAK
equestria girls-ified, equestria girls series, blue skin, rating_questionable, princess luna, vice principal luna, equestria girls, female, solo, solo female, alternate version, bedroom eyes, breasts, clothes, crepuscular rays, dark, desk, draw me like one of your french girls, eyeshadow, g4, high heels, high res, legs, looking at you, makeup, open mouth, pants, pinup, pose, prone, sandals, seductive, sexy, shirt, shoes, sideboob, lying down, skintight clothes, yoga pants, long sleeves, legs in air, seductive pose, sideass, looking over shoulder, dimples of venus, stupid sexy princess luna, stiletto heels, dimly lit, long sleeved shirt, luna's office, commissioner:branagain
Negative prompt: blurry, painting, figurine, vector, wrinkles, uncanny valley
Steps: 30, Sampler: Euler a, CFG scale: 7.5, Seed: 3019128137, Size: 832x1216, Model hash: ac006fdd7e, Model: autismmixSDXL_autismmixConfetti, VAE hash: 235745af8d, VAE: sdxl_vae.safetensors, ADetailer model: face_yolov8n.pt, ADetailer confidence: 0.3, ADetailer dilate erode: 4, ADetailer mask blur: 4, ADetailer denoising strength: 0.4, ADetailer inpaint only masked: True, ADetailer inpaint padding: 32, ADetailer use inpaint width height: True, ADetailer inpaint width: 1024, ADetailer inpaint height: 1024, ADetailer version: 24.4.2, Lora hashes: "Photo 2 Style SDXL_LoRA_Pony Diffusion V6 XL: 19f2fc550f8d", Version: f0.0.17v1.8.0rc-latest-276-g29be1da7

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Im loving the greens, obviously the sleepover is great but the Rarity and Cookie Crumbles is loking really good, also Im waiting for the Harshwhinny one, she is one of my favorite so the anon that js making it please keep writing.

I love all of the writefags and I want to fucking hug you all for what you do

>>41126675
I feel the same way about the active readers

>>41100047
>You wonder how you would handle a situation like that
>If you had a friend who was being very competitive and getting upset like that, what would you do?
"That must have been difficult to deal with..."
>Commenting as she nods before saying, "Well, I did somehow manage to calm Sunset back down... So there's that."
>You talk a bit more about games, but the conversation trails off and dies as you end up awkwardly sitting there in silence
>Mrs.Harshwinney decides to see if someone wants to swap with Fluttershy and practice talking with you next
>You expect nobody to volunteer, but Moondancer seems eager to
>You're nervous about it because of how she was trying to push Mrs.Harshwinney to demonstrate how to ask you to be her boyfriend
>The reason you were nervous seems to be completely right with the first thing she says
>"I know Harshwinney told us we shouldn't just ask you to be our boyfriend right away..."
>She said before Mrs.Harshwinney interjected
>"Which I said for good reason. Please stick to a normal conversation topic."
>Moondancer seemed unsatisfied with this
>"You said wed need to hang out for a while, and go on a first date first, right? How would we do all that here in the club room? Couldn't I just pretend I did all that since it's just practice anyway?"
>Mrs.Harshwinney huffs and scowls at her
>"We aren't completely restricted to staying in the clubroom, and developing your abilities to socialize normally and talk with him like a normal person is very important."
>"But Mrs.Harshwinney!"
>Moondancer pouts cutely while Mrs.Harshwinney stands her ground
>She's got really dorky glasses with tape in the middle, a short ponytail that looks like a grandma tailored it for her, but a sweater that nicely shows off her sweater puppies
>Even the first two points have a kind of charm to them
>If this were outside the club and she asked you to be her boyfriend, you'd probably say 'yes'
>It's not like you have extremely high standards in that regard
>Though you don't know why she seems so adamant about this
"If you don't mind me asking... Why are you so rushed to have a boyfriend?"
>You'd also definitely noticed that everything they've done has revolved around that, but that's a question for another time
>She's caught off guard by you directly asking that
>"Well... We all want a boyfriend, but I'd might as well tell you why I'm so impatient about it..."
>Moondancer says while fidgeting and staring at the floor
>"My parents... They've been pushing me to get a boyfriend, and I've kind of... Told them I do, and they want proof of it. I keep putting it off, but..."
>She shouldn't have lied about it, but she probably felt too cornered about it to think rationally about it
>"So... Do you think you could be my boyfriend? So I'd really have one?..."
>You're tempted to just say 'yes', but Mrs.Harshwinney would likely scold you for it
>Marble speaks up even if softly

>>41127218
>"I-if he becomes your boyfriend... Then... What about us?"
>Moondancer looks to the other girls with a look on her face like she feels guilty
>"He-He doesn't have to be my boyfriend for real... It's just practice, right?! He could practice with me and all of you too, right? Just practice would be enough to get my parents off my back if I just..."
>Not tell them it's just practice
>Though you feel some doubt about if it'd really be practice or if she means it
>Mrs.Harshwinney looks conflicted as the other girls seem exchange glances with each other as well
>"I mean, I suppose if it's just part of our club activities and practice... I don't know I might have to think about it more. Though don't try to make Anon do anything he's uncomfortable with, and let's keep it PG."
>Moondancer sees the opportunity to make her case more and takes it
>"Otherwise you wouldn't be able to demonstrate for us either if only one of us could have him act as our boyfriend. It has to be all of us, just for practice and demonstration. Not for real."
>Mrs.Harshwinney nods now seeming fully convinced
>"Okay, but don't neglect trying to sociolize with him more normally as well. It's not just important for a relationship before you start dating, but afterwards too."
>Moondancer takes some deep breaths before addressing you again
>"Let's try this again, would you be my boyfriend, please?... You'll give the rest of us a chance too, right?"
>The way she asked made you feel absolutely compelled to say 'yes'
"Well, uhhmmm, yes. Yes, I will. To both."
>Moondancer blushes a deep crimson and seems overjoyed and overwhelmed
>She was no doubt expecting that answer and yet still unprepared just the same
>It seems like she might pass out
>Moondancer also starts stammering extremely flustered before saying anything coherent
>"Just for practice purposes! Just for practice purposes! I don't know if I'm really prepared for a boyfriend! Just practice!"
>You try to calm her down
"Yes, of course, just practice. No serious commitment or anything, and I'll help you with your parents. Even if we aren't seriously dating I'll help you with your parents anyway, I can only imagine how stressful it must be being pressured by them like that."
>Moondancer seems to calm down a bit though still blushing profusely
>She then quietly gives you the most sincere 'thank you' you think you've ever heard in your life
>You seriously don't know what her parents are like, but you're feeling very nervous about meeting them
>After a bit of thinking about it you realize she's gone as quiet as you
>"Maybe it'd be best if we swap out again."
>Wallflower volunteers and swaps seats with Moondancer
>She hesitates and stammers a bit before Mrs.Harshwinney tries to prod her to talk about herself
>"I'd like to know more about you though..."
>She says before nervously bombarding you with questions

>>41127223
>"Where do you live?", "What's your favorite color?", "Who are the patriots?", "What's your birthday?", "Do you have any siblings?", "What are your parents like?", "Where's the milkman?"
>You're overwhelmed by them and lose track of which ones to answer
>Though the 'favorite color' one stands out
>Mainly because Wallflower is so green
>Kind of similar to yourself, and you do like the color green
>Yet you're unsure if saying that will make her think you're just saying what she wants to hear
>As for some of the other questions...
"Maybe you could come over to my place sometime..."
>Wallflower's face turns a deep red as she replies, "I'd really like that..."
>You're not sure why, but she really doesn't seem to want to talk about herself
"How about yourself? Is your favorite color green? Maybe your favorite food?"
>She looks away and fidgets while stammering
"Maybe is there something you like to do?"
>They continue like that, and Mrs.Harshwinney steps in
>"We've talked about this, you need to provide your own input into a conversation. It can't just be talking about him."
>Wallflower whimpers and whines a bit before answering
>"I uhmmmm, I like gardening..."
>So cute...
"That sounds like a fine hobby."
>You don't really know anything about plants, but you can picture her tending to a flower bed
>"You, you said I could come over to your place, right?..."
>She sounded really nervous yet excited when asking it
"Yeah, I'm not entirely sure when, but let's find a time soon when you can come over."
>She excitedly nods before going quiet again
>Mrs.Harshwinney moves things along again
>"Who hasn't gone yet?"
>She thinks for a few seconds before looking to Marble
>"Marble, how about you now?"
>Marble meekly nods before swapping spots with Wallflower
>She starts with an introduction
>"I'm Marble Pie... I live on a rock farm with my family... Hardly anyone is ever around besides my family..."
>She pauses in thought before continuing
>"As Harshwinney mentioned I'm homeschooled, but I joined this club because Pinkie recommended it..."
>Marble looks up at you and down again
>"Honestly, it's been fun having friends like this, and I really hope I can spend some time with you, too."
>You nod with a smile listening to her, and she blushes adorably
>She blushes deeper before continuing with a shaky voice
>"A-about the whole choking thing..."
>You jump startled because you never would have thought she'd bring that up
>"It's not like I want to get hurt... It's just that my family really values strength. I'd like it if you could act strong, maybe a bit dominant... Especially if you're ever around my parents..."
>Imagining them as super strict and strong mountain people makes you wonder something
"Do they also try to pressure you to get a boyfriend like Moondancer's parents?"
>She shakes her head

>>41127226
>"They usually don't pay attention to me... They're typically too busy with my sisters, especially Pinkie. They feels she's a trouble maker and are always trying to bring her in line with what's normal for our family..."
>You own parents are rather hands off with you as well
>Though you'd say because you've always been very well behaved, and they don't expect you to get yourself into any trouble or do anything wrong
"Does it bother you at all?"
>"Not really... I actually kind of like not being the center of attention. Though even if may parents give Pinkie a hard time she's a very good sister."
"Would you like it if I came over some time?"
>She seems unsure
>"I would like it... But... If you do my parents will likey rope you into helping with our work... I'm not sure you'd really be ready for that with how physically demanding it is..."
>What is a 'rock farm' anyway?
"I don't think I've heard of a rock farm before."
"It's basically a mine... We just call it a rock farm because we only mine rocks and everything else is a farm, so calling it a 'rock farm' makes it fit in more..."
>She'd been seeming more comfortable as she talked, though she blushed and got nervous again
>"Although my parents haven't been pushing me to get a boyfriend... I'm sure they'd be happy for me if I did..."
>Fidgeting while rapidly looking up at you and back down again
"Just practice, right?"
>You say going along with what's been said about it
>"Right... Right, just practice..."
>She says sounding a little disappointed saying it
>You feel a blush on your own face and feel flustered at the idea she wants you to be her boyfriend for real
>After some awkward silence Mrs.Harshwinney announces the end of the club session
>"I think that's enough for today, are we going to be here for lunch tomorrow?"
>They have lunch here too?
>That sounds fine
>You nod along with the others
>Moondancer comes up to your side and presses herself into you clinging to your arm
>"You said you'd come over to my place first... So please... Come with me?"
>The others look like they want to object, but don't have the nerve to
"I'll make sure it's alright with my parents first, and then I could go..."
>Saying while a part of you hopes they say 'no' because it feels a little sudden
>"Okay, go ahead and call them."
>She says sounding more and more bold as she insisted on you coming home with her
>You pull out your phone and call your mom's phone
>Picking up before long your mom greets you
>"Hey, is something wrong? Usually you'd be home by now."
"No, I'd just joined a club and made some friends... Is it alright if I visit one of their houses?"
>Moondancer fumes a bit about being called a 'friend', but there's no way you were going to say 'girlfriends'
>"That's fine, just don't stay out too late."
>"C-can he stay the n-night?!", Moondancer butts while practically out of breath heaving with excitement
>"It's a girl? Hi, I'm Anon's mom, who's this?"

>>41127233
That's this update. I'm thinking of his time with them after school would mostly consist of going over to their places. With Wallflower being an exception for the reason she's said where she's more interested in going to his place and inviting herself over besides when Anon brings her over knowingly. Mrs.Harshwinney would be the most likely to actually take him on a more traditional date.

>>41127241
I’m really liking it so far

>>41127233
Damm, Moondancer is thirsty girl. It's interesting how Marble was able to speak so much in one go, unusual picturing of her in the stories, I like that. And it went, well, natural for such setup. Good work.

I'll have an update out later tonight, updates will slow down this week. If it was up to me, I'd write full time.
>>41126675
Aww, I wish I could hug you too! It's readers like you that reply to our updates that really make it all worth it!
>>41127233
Good update! Like the natural way each of the girls got introduced, looking forward to what Anon will get up to with them outside of school
>>41124024
I'm gonna be honest, I've been having fun humbling Dashie lol
>>41124483
Only a hand as careful and meticulous as hers could have organized this whole sleepover!
>>41126004
Good to know my taste is appreciated!

>>41124877
>>41122989
I HATE HORSES AND PONIES

>>41123592
>Thank goodness you have Sunset making your evening easier.
>You’d be struck with the worst case of choice paralysis of your life if you were on your own in here.
>Look at you, having trouble picking which girl to have sex with next.
>First world problems.
>Sunset’s eyes pass over Rarity, making her sink dejectedly.
>She skips over Rainbow, who’s putting a lot of care into looking like she doesn’t care.
>Her gaze falls upon Applejack and Fluttershy, completely ignoring Twilight.
>”Hmm, choices, choices…” Sunset murmured with her finger on her chin.
>Fluttershy whimpered needily, inching closer to you.
>”Careful, Flutters: good girls are patient~” Sunset reminded her in a sing-songy tone.
>This gets a very annoyed groan from Rainbow for having caught that stray.
“Sunset, be nice.” You remind her as you cuddle Pinkie close.
>”I’m only looking out for you, dream boy! Someone as loving as you deserves nothing less than the perfect girlfriends!” Sunset defended her actions.
“From what they’re saying, it sounds like they’ve been plenty patient already. I can’t help but feel like you’re having a little too much fun with all this.” You gently accuse her.
>”Ugh, exactly!” Rainbow frustratedly agreed.
>”Now, now, it’s true that these girls would have revealed how you make them feel earlier if it was up to them, but it would’ve been so clumsy and awkward! These girls might look like they’ve got it all figured out, but they’re total dorks when it comes to romance!” Sunset rebutted, eyeing Twilight in particular.
>”I’d hardly consider myself a ‘dork’ in that regard…” Rarity huffed.
>”It would’ve been even worse if you tried to organize all this by yourself! You’re way too much of a paramour to pick just one of these girls!” Sunset turned to you.
“Because I didn’t think I’d have to! I thought I’d be lucky to go home tomorrow dating any of you!”
>”Well, it’s like you said to Rainbow: practice makes perfect!” Sunset chipperly reminded you, stepping behind Fluttershy and Applejack and placing a hand on their shoulder.
>”Come on, which of these lovely young ladies do you want to get busy with next~?”
“Sunset-”
>”There’s no wrong answers! And you’ll get both of them tonight!” Sunset reminded you.
“I know, but there’s, like, psychological stuff to picking which of them goes first!”
>Both of them really want to be the one you pick, but they’re having trouble expressing that.
>Applejack’s so used to appearing tough and reliable that she doesn’t have any experience with making herself all ladylike to attract a guy.
>Fluttershy, on the other hand, doesn’t have much experience with making herself the center of attention at all, much less the attention of a boy she likes.
>With a grin, Sunset pushes the two girls closer to you.

>>41127977
>”Oh, but can’t you see how bad they want you~?” She provokes you further.
>You sure can see.
>Fluttershy’s sitting on her hands to stay within Sunset’s rules, but she’s leaning forward and shakily breathing, staring deep into your eyes.
>Applejack can’t maintain eye contact like Fluttershy can, surprisingly.
>Her little strategy is to sit back and present her toned, muscular body to you so you can go to her, saving her the trouble of coming to you.
>Both of them look so needy, a side of them you’ve never seen before.
>”Ooh, this is a toughie!” Pinkie whispered to you.
“What about Rarity or Twilight? How come you’re leaving them out?” You ask Sunset.
>”Rarity got a little ahead of herself and didn’t wait for her turn, don’t you remember?” Sunset reminded you, making Rarity harumph.
“Well, yeah, but-”
>”As for Twilight, she can have her turn next, so long as she says the magic words~” Sunset grinned.
>Twilight’s losing the ability to protest.
>She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.
>She glances between you and Sunset, her mind a swirling vortex of emotions.
>Twilight’s arms move to cover herself up, feeling even more self conscious now.
>”U-Uh…” Twilight manages to stammer out, staring down at the floor.
“Twilight, seriously, it’s okay. You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. We’re all here to have a good time, right?” You try to comfort her.
>”But this is how she gets more comfortable expressing herself! Once she bridges that gap, she’ll be having all the fun she wants!” Sunset argued.
“She can do that at her own pace, trying to shove her out of her comfort zone isn’t gonna help.”
>You see Twilight relax a little bit, grateful that you’ve taken some pressure off of her.
>”Alright then, let Twilight do that. In the meantime, you can tell these two admirers of yours which one you’d rather have first~” Sunset redirected your attention, softly pushing Applejack and Fluttershy closer to you.
>They’re both so nervous, and trying so hard to be sexy.
>The two girls are kneeling right beside you, only an inch away from making physical contact.
>Pinkie tightens her grip on you, planting a few more kisses along your neck and collarbone.
>Sunset teases them further by playing with their hair.
>”Don’t leave these poor girls hanging, new boy~” She grins.
>”Would you rather play with the adorable animal lover?” Sunset asks you, running her hand across Fluttershy’s cheek.
>Fluttershy gently shivers at the stimulation.
>”Or are you more into the rough-and-tumble farm girl?” She continues, lightly tugging on Applejack’s hair.
>She bites her lip to muffle the sound of her arousal.
>Her hands travel down to their back and push their heads closer to yours.
>The soft, hot breathing of Applejack and Fluttershy makes goosebumps spread across your arms.

>>41127980
>”Guess I better get up!” Pinkie dismissed herself, rolling off you and giving you one last kiss.
>With a much better look at your nude form, your two candidates freeze up even more.
>Their lascivious gaze burns into every inch of your body, getting you at half-mast without the aid of Twilight’s mystery juice.
>Applejack’s grip on her knees tightens and Fluttershy licks her lips.
>You can’t choose one over the other.
>They’re both so pretty.
>And so willing.
>You’d have considered yourself lucky to date either of them, but you never thought you’d have to choose between them.
>If you pick Fluttershy, Applejack will think it’s because she’s not as feminine or ladylike.
>But if you pick Applejack, Fluttershy is gonna take your quasi-rejection even worse.
>You sigh and turn your eyes back to the incredibly smug Sunset, still firmly holding the two girls in place.
“Come on, Sunset, this isn’t fair. If I’m gonna be dating more than one girl, I shouldn’t be picking favorites.” You say to her.
>”See? You’re too much of a sweetheart! This is why you should let me run the show! Applejack, you’re up.” Sunset declared, pushing the farm girl on top of you and tugging Fluttershy back.
>The weight of Applejack’s toned body catches you off guard, making you wheeze a bit as she adjusts herself.
>While she eagerly runs her hands from your stomach to your cheeks to sate half a semester’s worth of lust, you can hear Fluttershy pout at not being the lucky girl to have you next.
>”Aww, cheer up, Flutters! You’ll get to share your first time with Anon tonight! Maybe you could use the time between now and then to think about how you’ll tell him when you realized how dreamy he is~” Sunset advised, teasingly massaging her shoulders.
>Fluttershy gently nods, feeling a little better.
>It always wounds you to see her upset.
>”...Is it my turn next?” Fluttershy carefully asks Sunset.
>”We’ll see!” Sunset chipperly answers before bending down and leaning in your ear.
>“That was the right answer, by the way.” she whispers before retreating with Fluttershy to watch the show.
>”Gosh, this is really happenin’.” Applejack nervously chuckled, getting used to both of you being naked and on top of each other.
>You can’t blame her for being nervous about all this.
“You know, we don’t HAVE to go all the way tonight if you don’t want to-”
>”Anon, you have any idea how many restless nights I’ve had to endure ‘cause I couldn’t stop thinkin’ of you?” Applejack asked you.
“Uh…”
>Applejack’s face draws closer to yours.
>”I’ve waited long enough.”
“Well, okay, then.” You shakily respond.
>”The walls in our house ain’t soundproofed, and my room’s right between Big Mac and Apple Bloom, so it ain’t no easy task puttin’ out the fire you lit in my loins~”
>Applejack’s masturbated to the thought of you before.
>Man.
>This sleepover’s the gift that keeps on giving.

>>41127985
>Applejack collects herself and sits back on your lap.
>”But I suppose I should be tellin’ you when I realized I fancied you before we get to the fun stuff, huh?”
>Her firm ass fits so nicely on your lap.
>Don’t think about that right now, though.
“I mean, all of this is fun stuff, but, yeah, that’d be a good idea.”
>Applejack gently laughed at your little remark.
>”...It’s gonna sound childish.”
“Don’t worry about that, I’m not gonna think any less of you.”
>”You sure?”
“Of course! No matter what you’ll say, you’ll always be the same farm girl with a heart of gold to me.”
>Applejack smiles at your assurance.
>”Okay, here goes… I guess the first thing that made me like you was… I dunno, you never made me feel dumb.” She admitted.
>This gets your attention.
>You sit up and give her a concerned look.
“Come on, I’d never do that to you.”
>”I know, I know, it’s just…”
>Applejack sighs.
>The room falls silent around you two.
>”...I always had a tougher time than most gettin’ to grips with some of the advanced stuff in math or science classes. Whenever I was in a group project, my partners would get tired of explainin’ stuff to me and just do my part of the work. It always made me feel like I was too stupid to keep up with my classes.”
>Her gaze falls downward, her stetson covering her shame.
>”That’s part of why I was so hesitant about asking you for tutoring. After Sunset and Twilight have been talkin’ up what a decent guy you are, I was worried you’d get sick of helpin’ me, too…”
>Her head tilts back up to face you with a gentle smile.
>”But I’m mighty grateful for how helpful you’ve been. Even after how long it took me to grasp some of the complicated stuff, you never lost faith in me. It made me want to study even harder to prove your faith in me was well-placed.”
>”When I got my first quiz back after you started tutoring me and found I got the first A of my life, I could’ve cried tears of joy.” She admitted with an unusually shy smile.
>You give her a heartwarming smile in turn.
“Aww, AJ-”
>”An’ I know what you’re gonna say: ‘I was just helpin’ you become the person you always were’, ‘Twilight would say the same about you’. ‘You were always capable of gettin’ good grades’, but none of that woulda happened if you weren’t always so kind to me. I know it wasn’t easy to tutor me, but it means the world to me that you stuck with it.”

>>41127991
“I feel like you’re hyping me up a bit too much. Canterlot High’s a great place from what I’ve seen, I’m sure plenty of other students would’ve made great tutors for you.” You try to humbly downplay her praise.
>”Maybe, but I doubt Granny and Big Mac would like ‘em as much as they like you. They wouldn’t have been as good-lookin’ as you, either.” Applejack chuckled.
>She knows her family better than you do, so you’ll take her word for it.
>Her southern accent adds a really nice flair to how she compliments you.
>”And they wouldn’t’ve been so insistent on helpin’ out around the farm, too.”
“Hey, you and Big Mac made it look like so much fun!” You jokingly reply.
>”Yeah, and it almost killed you.” Applejack snickered.
“Nuh uh, I’m built tougher than that. Plus, it gave me this body you’ve been admiring all night.”
>”I suppose I can’t argue with you there.” She admitted with a smile, rubbing your chest for emphasis.
>Her hands might be rough and calloused from years of farm work, but she’s still got that feminine touch that you’ve wanted to feel for so long.
>”But y’know what really made me like you as more than just a friend?” She asked, taking on a more serious tone.
>Applejack gulped, preparing herself to admit whatever she’s been so worried about telling you.
>”...Y’know those big stuffed animals they always got at the county fair?”
“...Yeah?”
>”When I was a little girl, I’d always try to win one every time the fair came to town. I’d use up all my allowance on that darn rigged ring toss game, but I couldn’t ever win one.”
>Damn carny games.
>They’ve taken far too much of your own money in the past.
>”I grew out of stuffed animals around middle school, when I started takin’ on more responsibility around the farm.”
>Her breathing gets a little more shaky.
>The emotion of the moment is getting to her.

>>41127995
>”But… When I got that A back, and I waited to show you until you came over to my place for dinner, when we hugged…”
>Applejack takes a deep breath.
>”...You felt like what I always imagined those stuffed animals feel like.”
>She wipes a tear from her eye while smiling widely.
>”You’re just so reliable and handsome and warm and… I dunno, when we hug, I always feel like everything’s gonna be alright.”
>Now it’s your turn to get all misty-eyed.
>Such a tender moment, it almost makes you forget you two are naked.
>And you just fucked two of her closest friends.
>In any other circumstance, you’d feel like the biggest asshole in the world.
“Aww, Applejack…”
>You sit up and gently wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her into a hug.
>Applejack gently laughs and gratefully returns the hug, burying her face in your shoulder.
>The two or three tears of joy that built up in her eyes drip down onto your skin.
>Her hair’s got a certain roughness to it, but it’s still really nice to gently brush.
>She doesn’t need all those fancy hair products that Rarity uses.
>You gently trace along the curves of her back muscles, making her smile.
>”Y’know, most guys ain’t attracted to girls with a firmer build.” Applejack says to you.
“Lucky me~” You grin at her, showing her body more appreciation.
>You two share a gentle laugh before Applejack gazes into your eyes.
>”I’ve wanted to do this since I got that A…” She whispers.
>Her eyes slide shut and her lips find yours.

If this were more than a self insert harem story, I'd write in more psychological stuff about how Anon feels more comfortable around girls than guys because of all the bullying and abuse he suffered at his old school, and how the bullies at his old school controlled him through fear vs. how Sunset controls him through love. Oh well.

>>41128008
That’d be a pretty deep story. I can’t relate but it’d be a great read.
>>41128000
Very nice wholesome applejack buildup, I love it!

>>41128008
You could write an epilogue about anon starting families with all 7 of his wives and have him reflect on that.

>>41128458
cute

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>>41127233
Nice Im loving it, It have two of my favorite girls: Wallflower and Harshwhinny but I cant say no to Moondancer and Marble. Keep going anon, this story look really promising

>>41123008
We're ready for the next update, Grey!

>>41128458
Damn that’s adorable

>>41123008
>Rarity not only gives Anon a chance at a date.
>But gives him actually really useful dating advice.
>He turns around and lusts over her mum the second he meets her in her own house.
Kek this is fucking gold. Please don’t let Rares find out.

>>41127233
>"I'm Moondancer, and I'm uhhh..."
>She clearly wants to say she's your girlfriend, but can't get the words out to your mom
>"Nice to meet you, but I don't think I can let Anon stay over unless I meet your parents first. Just a safety thing, hope you understand."
>Moondancer nervously nods even knowing your mom can't see that
>"O-of course!"
>"Anon, honey, be back before eleven, okay?"
"Okay, Mom."
>"See you when you get back, and have fun."
"Thanks, Mom."
>She then ends the call
>Mrs.Harshwinney looks worried
>"Make sure to behave yourselves."
>She said as it seemed like you were about to leave with Moondancer
"Of course, I won't do anything to get us in trouble.", you say to reassure her
>Mrs.Harshwinney gives you a look like, 'it's not you I'm worried about'
>Moondancer pulls you along with her while giving rushed goodbyes to her fellow club members
>She explains that she lives within walking distance and guides you while clinging to your side
>Arriving it looks like a rather plain house in a good neighborhood
>Without any delay she takes you into her house
>"I'm home, and I've finally brought my boyfriend!"
>She says before bringing you in front of her so you'd be front and center
>Her parents come in from the dining room, and actually look like very kind and sweet people
>Moondancer's mom speaks up first
>"That's wonderful, sweetie. He looks cute~."
>Saying in an almost teasing tone while looking you over
>Her dad chimes in next
>"I'm hoping you could make some regular friends too, but it's good you've got a boyfriend like you wanted. See, you could do it if you set your mind to it."
>They don't really sound like they'd been pressuring her to get a boyfriend
>Moondancer quivers and shakes behind you like she's embarrassed
>"Well, he's here! No need to doubt me now!"
>Saying defensively before tightly hugging you from behind
>Her chest pressing into your back forcing a heavy blush from you
>"We didn't doubt you, sweetie, it's just normal for any good parents to want to meet their daughter's boyfriend."
>The mom responds sounding a bit hurt to be accused of doubting her
>"So, how did you meet?"
>The dad asks inquisitively with great interest
>You give your best answer
"I met her when I joined the club she's in. It's a club for shy people who want to overcome their shyness."
>After saying that they both look at you more intensely, and their gaze makes you nervous
>"We've never heard of this club. What's it like?"
>Maybe you shouldn't have mentioned the club
>You definitely don't want to say it was a bunch of girls like her talking about how to get a boyfriend until you joined
>To avoid this getting really awkward you're going to need to bend the truth a little
"She has other friends there too who are like her. Mrs.Harshwinney is the advisor to the club and does her best to help them."
>Her parents look happy with that answer

>>41129551
>"That's even better! We were mostly just worried about her being unable to socialize. Knowing she has friends really helps put me at ease."
>The mom says as her dad agrees with a nod
>This really does beg the question
"So, were you not pushing her to get a boyfriend?"
>Moondancer squeezes you so tight it nearly cuts off your ability to breathe
>"We just wanted her to have friends really, it was Moondancer who insisted she'd get a boyfriend."
>Seems like she wasn't completely honest with you, as well as her with her parents
>"C-could we go hang out in my room now?"
>Moondancer says anxiously obviously wanting this conversation to end
>"I think we'd like to have a talk with him in private, if that's okay with you."
>Her dad says somewhat sternly
>She lets go of you and backs off sheepishly
>"Oh... Okay...", she says with resignation in her voice
>Sheepishly slinking away looking like she already assumes some kind of defeat
>Her parents come up to you much closer and start whispering with you
>"Did she force you in any way?"
>The mom asks
>"Are you really her boyfriend?"
>You feel like there's not point in not coming clean
"Well, I am her boyfriend and she didn't force me, but I became her boyfriend today... She wasn't really being honest when she said she had a boyfriend before..."
>Whispering this they understand but are definitely disappointed with their daughter
>"What about the club? Is that real?"
>The dad asks you
"Yes, that is real. I don't know how long she's been a member of the club, but it's obvious to me they're all very tight knit there. So I'd say she's been friends with them for a good while."
>The mom looks like she wants to press you further
>"Sorry to be like this, but my mother's intuition tells me there was more about the club you were avoiding saying."
>She's spot on with that, and just looking at her you know your reaction gave that away
"I'm not 100% sure about it, but I think they were mostly talking about how to get a boyfriend with each other before I joined rather than being less shy about anything else..."
>They both look like they actually expected that answer
>"Again, we're sorry about grilling you for answers like that, and our daughter isn't mean anything bad with the dishonesty."
>Her dad explains before continuing
>"She had a friend before, but when she moved away they lost touch with each other and Moondancer took it hard. She'd missed graduation last year because she wasn't going to classes, but now with online classes it seems she's back on track..."
>His voice trails off with worry for her
>"I don't know if you'll stay her boyfriend or not, but even if you don't keep dating could you stay friends with her? Help her graduate and open up more? I know it's asking a lot, but..."
>You don't think he needs to say more
"Of course. I'll do what I can."
>The mom tightly hugs you and profusely thanks you while swinging you around

>>41129554
>You can definitely tell where Moondancer got it from feeling her chest against you, but you wouldn't dare react to this the wrong way
>She sets you back down before long, and they let you go to join Moondancer in her room
>"Make sure to leave the door open.". the dad calls out to you before you get out of earshot
>Leaving the door open like they said you see Moondancer sitting in front of the tv with a dvd of the original Star Trek on the menu
>She's got a collection of the whole series next to her
>Moondancer motions for you to sit next to her, and she leans on you when you do
>She then starts it up on the first episode of the show
>You'd heard a lot about it, but you hadn't really sat down and actually watched the OG Star Trek before now
>Besides Moondancer's body pressed against you, watching the show with her like this feels pretty wholesome
>She cuddles into you as you both got comfortable and settled into watching together
>At one point her mom brings in some chicken nuggets and veggies for you both to eat
>You make sure to thank her for it and Moondancer follows your lead with it
>Her mom seems to really appreciate that and doesn't seem used to being thanked like that
>You eat the dinner together while continuing to watch
>After it's done you insist on taking the dirty dishes to the sink and rinsing them off before putting them in the dishwasher
>It didn't take long and you were back with it only paused for like a couple minutes
>Moondancer seems sleepy as it goes on and seems like she might fall asleep leaning on you
>It wasn't much longer before it was getting late, and it was time for you to go
>Moondancer grabs your arm as you're getting up
>"You'll come over again soon, right?", she asks with a very insecure tone
"Of course, we've got that whole collection to watch, right? Plus more?"
>She smiles and nods before letting go of your arm
>You say your farewells and mention you needed to be back before eleven to her parents as you head out the door
>They insist on driving you home, and that way they'll get to meet your parents at the same time
>You accept since that sounds perfectly fine
>You get in the back of their car while they sit in the front, and you head off
>Giving directions you get to your house in no time
>Heading in your parents are there to greet you, and they see who you brought right away
>They introduce themselves and let you head to bed while the two pairs of parents talk it out
>You don't go too far and eavesdrop a bit
>Her parents give you glowing praise for how you behaved at their place, and your parents reassure them how good a boy you are
>With that you feel content you don't have anything to worry about with their conversation and get ready for bed
>You plop down in bed feeling excited about what might happen tommorow
>It becomes a bit hard to go to sleep, but eventually you head off to dreamland and wake up the next morning

>>41129556
That's all for now. Thinking Wallflower next for the next after school segment.

>>41129560
Can’t wait for more wallflower content!

>>41129556
Nice, the idea of seeing Star Trek wirh Moondancer is really cute, and Wallflower being next is somthing that I really like, I will wait for the your next batch of greens

>>41130389
Unf

>>41128458
So sweet I got diabeetus

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Idea;
Gilda x Remedials Teacher

>Transfer student from Griffonstone
>Rainbow Dash's best friend
>Tough kid with a soft center
>Cadance personally assigned her a remidials teacher with the best of intentions.
>Unfortunately, her love magic had discharged in the wrong way as she met with her making her suceptible to her base urges and giving her a sudden "growth spurt".

>Route 1 - Cadance's love magic had accidentally discharged upon sensing Gilda's love-starved heart, and the sudden emission had focused on a desire for a romantic and physical desire for love.
>Now there's a constant sexual tension between the tsundere Gilda and the remidials teacher that just wants to teach her.
>Gilda is unable to focus with her urges in the way, and can't decide whether to sock him or suck his dick.
>And the tough girl attitude is gradually being overwritten by her primal urges, making her desire to "suck" outweigh the "socking".

>Route 2 - Cadance had actively tried to use her love magic to open Gilda's heart to love and affection, but accidentally made the latter TOO open.
>Now Gilda is more concerned with "studying" the hapless teacher rather than her remidials studies, uncaring of the feelings being inappropriate.
>The rough and thuggish former Griffonstone student is openly flirting and teasing with the older teacher, making lewd comments and offering to suck him off with others (aside from maybe Rainbow Dash) not taking the aggressively horny teen seriously.

Thoughts?

>>41131116
Wouldn’t mind some Gilda content but there’s definitely better art out there to use. Gilda X gym teacher would be hot too.

>>41131116
This pick my interest, Im more for the Route 1 but either one is good for me, I would read it

>>41131116
Magical setups are shit.

>>41129556
>Your morning routine goes like usual despite how eventful yesterday was
>You get ready for school like usual and head out
>School itself starts like normal, at least until the halfway point when you go to the clubroom for lunch instead of your usual spot
>You take your lunch into the clubroom to find everyone else already there
>They were clearly interested in how things went last night with Moondancer and were asking her questions about it
>Mrs.Harshwinney notices your arrival first and doesn't approve of your lunch
>"The cafeteria food is garbage, Anon. You should be eating better."
>She said before blushing slightly as she offered and alternative
>"I could make your lunches from now on."
>This drew the other girls attention to her instead of Moondancer
>Flutthershy asks, "You know how to cook? If it's okay... Could you teach us how to cook for a boy too?"
>Mrs.Harshwinney blushes deeper before she answers
>"You don't have to be a master chef for that. You just need to know what he likes and... Make it with love..."
>She sounds really embarrassed to say that last part as she trails off and averts her eyes from your direction
>Then everyone's eyes were on you...
>They of course wanted to know what kind of food you like
>You have a burger and fries on your plate
>Though that's because you'd say that's the best the cafeteria has
"I'm not an especially picky eater... I'm sure just about anything you want to make for me will be fine, and it'd be rude to not show appreciation for the effort you put in..."
>Trying to be polite didn't exactly satisfy them
>They'd rather hear something specific to make
"I can't exactly eat five lunches either... Though maybe you could just try making something simple."
>You suggest as Mrs.Harshwinney interjects
>"I was just thinking I'd make you a healthier sandwich, and make sure you get plenty of veggies."
>She looks you over again before getting closer
>"You definitely aren't as healthy as you could be. Let's make sure you get some exercise too."
>Mrs.Harshwinney cradles your cheek in her hand as she looks into your eyes with concern on her face
>Marble comments on it, "Uhmmm... Mrs.Harshwinney?... You're acting more like a mom than a girlfriend..."
>Mrs.Harshwinney blushes a deep crimson before returning to her seat quickly
>"N-not that I should be acting like his girlfriend anyway! He's a student and I'm a teacher!"
>She's extremely flustered and embarrassed about it
>Fluttershy tries to help her calm down
>"It's fine to do that here, Mrs.Harshwinney. You're just demonstrating for us, right? We won't let you get in trouble for something like that."
>Mrs.Harshwinney does calm down a bit but remains flustered
>"You really think so? It's fine to act like I'm his girlfriend?"
>The other girls back Fluttershy up and reassure her they think it's fine
>"I wasn't trying to act like a mom though... It is important to look after his health if you love him..."

>>41131879
>She says defensively as the other girls drop the subject
>You realize you hadn't been eating your lunch because you were too distracted by everything going on here
>It's cold now, but you quickly eat it before lunch ends
>All of you quickly scurry off to your classes knowing you'd see each other again soon after school
>Your classes seem to go on forever as you anxiously await going back to the clubroom
>Mrs.Harshwinney is especially occupying your mind right now
>She's a very responsible teacher who has seemed to always have your best interests at heart
>Looking after you and making sure you didn't get picked on or anything
>Now you wonder if she was more interested in you than you thought
>Was it the other girls who made her start thinking that way about you entirely, or was there a spark like that already there?
>You really aren't sure
>Though she definitely isn't bad looking
>Sure she's significantly older than you too, but there's something about it that makes your chest feel tight
>A part of you just wants to give in to being hers no matter if it's okay with the rules or not
>Not that you think you should just say that to her
>You're even less sure how she'd react to you saying something like that to her
>Then end of school eventually comes and you head back to the clubroom
>You arrive last again and the girls are discussing cooking from before
>Mentioning online cooking shows they'd heard about and other cooking guides
>While also reassuring Mrs.Harshwinney it's fine that she's not a master chef like they assumed earlier
>When they notice you arrive they stop what they were doing to focus on you
>Fluttershy asks you, "We'd heard from Moondancer how it went last night, but let's heard from you too."
>You get your thoughts together how to describe it before answering
"I thought it went perfectly fine. Her parents were nice and friendly. We watched some OG Star Trek together and had a nice dinner. It was a very nice and wholesome time."
>Looking at Fluttershy and then the other girls they react like you didn't quite describe it the same way as Moondancer did
>Though none of them look like they're about to explain how your story of how it went differed
>Mrs.Harshwinney then called everyone's attention to her
>Before practically giving a lecture about what dates are supposed to be like
>What kind of places are appropriate date spots, what you do there, and all that
>She stressed the idea that going to your houses is meant to come later rather than the first thing you do if it's a serious relationship
>Yet none of the girls seem to want to go to public places like Mrs.Harshwinney suggested much, and still prefer the idea of you coming to their houses
>Well, except for Wallflower
>Who again expressed her interest in your house
>In fact she seems very intent on coming over to your house tonight

>>41131881
>Eventually the club draws to a close with them continuing to discuss how to best spend time with you
>Wallflower jumps to your side and clings to you
>"I'm coming home with you! I know you'll say yes, you said I could earlier!"
>You can't deny you did say that
"Sure..."
>Responding as she pulls you out of the clubroom with her and out of the school before being forced to let you lead because she doesn't know the way to your house
>When you get there you go in with her still clinging to your side
>Your parents don't really react to Wallflower as much as you'd expect and just greet you like normal
>You take her to your room and start up a co-op Mario game to play with her
>You're playing that when you realize she hadn't asked her parents if she could come over before doing it, and hope she doesn't get in trouble for it
>After a while you have to go to the bathroom
>You let her know before going, and come right back
>Yet she seems to be gone when you get back
>She's not sitting at her controller, you look around the room, and don't see her
>You head back out the room and head to the living room where your parents are
"Did you see where the girl who was with me went?"
>They look at you oddly
>"Isn't that her right behind you?"
>They ask before you turn your head back to look
>Nobody there
>They chuckle a little
>"Oh, I see, it's like a little game or something. Oh, you kids."
>Your dad says as you're genuinely confused
>Heading back to your room you try looking for her again to no avail
>You sit at your controller and try calling to her come over and continue playing the game with you
>Nothing
>It seems like she must have gone home or something
>You hope you didn't do something to upset her
>Feeling down you just get ready for bed and go to sleep
>Though in the morning you wake up having trouble breathing
>Your face is being smothered by something
>Fully waking up you realize your face is buried in Wallflower's chest
>She's in bed with you holding you in her arms pressing your head between her tits
>"Are you noticing me now, Anon?"
>You face feels like it's on fire with how hard you're blushing
"I-I thought you went home! Where were you?!"
>She frowns before answering
>"I was with you the whole time!"
"Why didn't you just continue the game with me when I invited you to?!"
>She averted her eyes as her resolve crumbles and she mumbles something inaudible
>"Either way, I want you to make it up to me!"
>Wallflower says as you're unsure what she means
"Of course I didn't meant to upset you! W-what would you like me to do?"
>Asking her as she grins wide
>"Let me come over whenever I want."
"Yeah, of course you can."
>You say wondering why she'd think you wouldn't let her come over
>She holds you tighter and presses her lips to yours quickly before pulling back
>Blushing profusely herself like she's surprised she did that
>Then letting go of you and letting you get out of bed

>>41131885
>You get changed in the bathroom to avoid changing in front of Wallflower
>Though while there her words about having been there the whole time repeat in your mind
>You didn't change in the bathroom last night when you changed into your pajamas
>Without thinking about it much harder you get ready for school and head down for breakfast
>Wallflower sits with you at the breakfast table like it's perfectly natural
>Your parents are looking at her somewhat oddly though, and you can't tell what they're thinking
"I-is something wrong?"
>You ask them knowing there's plenty wrong with it, but what will they say
>Your mom is the first to speak up
>"Aren't you a little old to be sharing a room with your sister?"
>You're floored she'd say that and you drop your fork
>"I'm not his sister!"
>Wallflower says before your dad comments
>"If you weren't then that'd make sharing his room even worse, but..."
>He says as he thinks hard before continuing
>"I'm sure I'd seen you a lot before, I'm not entirely sure I remember where or when, but it doesn't feel out of place seeing you, and you being here feels natural."
>When Wallflower realizes what he's talking about she looks like a deer in headlights
>"I was just kidding! I'm his sister alright! His loving, doting big sis!"
>She says before pulling your into her arms and cuddling you affectionately
"W-Wallflower!"
>You say in a startled and embarrassed voice
>Your parents chuckle and seem amused like you are just a little brother being embarrassed about an overly affectionate big sister
>"Well, get ready for school you two."
>Mom tells you as Wallflower keeps holding you close
>"Of course, Mom! I'll make sure to take extra good care of my precious little bro!"
>This is all a bit much for you, and you're definitely confused about why she's just leaning into acting like she's your sister so hard
>You quickly eat the rest of your breakfast even while restrained by Wallflower's arms as your parents push you to go to school with your 'sister' before you'd be late
>Once out of the house you're dying to ask her what that was all about
>Though the more badly you want to ask the more the words get stuck in your throat and you have trouble actually asking
>You definitely don't want to talk about what happened there with the other club members
>If you were to retell the story you think you'd stop at saying you played some Mario together
>Anything after that would be way too awkward to talk about
>You have to say something
"Uhmmm... Wallflower?..."
>Asking as she nearly jumps out of her skin knowing what you want to ask about
>"Let's just... Pretend that didn't happen. I didn't think things through and ended up playing along just to avoid things getting a whole lot more awkward than it already was..."
>You have a lot more questions about it, but it'll certainly be easier to leave it at that for now

>>41131889
Here's Wallflower's major debut. Next place to visit in the evening I'm thinking would be the rock farm.
Also Twist intro at lunch

>>41131889
So, Wallflower have the memory stone powers or whats the deal?

>>41131965
What I was thinking for it isn't supernatural, but maybe a bit of a stretch.
His parents had seen her following behind him and hiding from being seen (stalking him) before without knowing who she is or realizing what she was doing. After Anon went to the bathroom she becomes paranoid about him ignoring her and hides from him, which makes it a self fulfilling prophecy. His parents see her hiding behind him and avoiding his gaze when he looked behind him when he's looking for her and thinks it's some kind of hide and seek thing. Then when she acts like she lives there they come to the conclusion she's family with her being green like Anon making her coincidentally seem to have family resemblance. She plays into being his sister because she was terrified of them thinking about it any harder and realizing what was really going on and where they'd seen her before.

>>41131896
I like Harshwhinny and how she's coming around and wants to help the girls. Of course Moon Dancer would be sneaky to try and get the first evening session. And she eats chicken nuggets, too, just like me. What a qt.

>rock farm
nice
excited to see Twist
>>41131965
She's just entirely forgettable, and always cursed to be that way, it seems. I think it's funny. I like big sis Wallflower.

>>41123008
>"I'd love to."
lel. This fucking Anon is too honest for his own good. Hope Rarity didn't hear that. She already knows he likes to ogle.
>>41128000
>AJ left the teddy bear note
never saw it coming, honestly. I thought for sure that was gonna be from pinkie or flutters.
Well, this ain't the farm, and she doesn't have to be quiet here. I think AJ is gonna knock Anon out with pussy faster than you think up of a countryism (cause I can't.)

>>41131116
Since she's already the delinquent type, is Gilda under the effects of corrupted love magic the type to casually offer to suck someone off?

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Story Idea;
>Older Gilda
>Trashy single mom of a thankfully functional high schooler from a one-night stand.
>Still friends with successful Rainbow, who is also still single.
>Also friends with Gabby and Silverstream, who make sure to check up on her and her son as his aunt's/step-moms.
>Abrasive beer-drinking soccer mom who retained her looks despite being otherwise out of shape.
>Cadance, who sees Gilda as "the one who got away" for not being able to do anything to avert her single mom status years ago, meets with her to use her love magic.
>Unfortunately, a part of Gilda reverted back to her high school self in wanting to get laid and starts eyeing her son's fellow soccer players.
>Meanwhile, Cadance's love magic had unintentionally spread to Gabby and Silverstream, who start eyeing Gilda's son in turn in wanting to "bond" more with him.

Thoughts?

>>41133040
Older Gilda
>Wear stuff that exposes her big breasts and chubby belly because it's "so frigging hot", and tells her son not to be a prude about it.
>Knows her son's friends ogle at her and doesn't care.
>Drinks and cusses regularly.
>Gets into fights with other soccer moms.
>Spends Summer sunbathing half-naked on her lawn with sunglasses, cheap beer and a foldaway lawn chair.
>Regularly pestered by Auntie Gabby and Auntie Silverstream.
>Does drinking contests with Rainbow whenever they visit, and end up crashing naked on a bed somewhere sweaty and nude (nothing happened, I swear)

>>41133040
>>41133211
I like a chubby Gilda

>>41133040
Magic in stories is shit.

>>41133211
This sound like a incest and I dont have a problem with that

>>41132578
She’s so much of a sexy cutie

>>41134259
>If this were your principal

Fun fact, the hot tub stuff wasn't originally gonna have skinny dipping. I planned for it to go from that to truth or dare in Rarity's bedroom, where everyone decides to stay in their underwear because "it's basically the same as our bathing suits" and would climax with Sunset daring Anon to kiss her
I'm saving truth or dare for Life Flutters By because I've got something specific in mind for that

>>41134699
Very much enjoying King of the Castle and want to appreciate you for writing it! I thought of The Princess Bride the moment movies were brought up and had a "holy shit" moment when anon came to the same conclusion.
Having a thought for when they get back to class. Every class Anon is in adopts a new rule.
Anon steps out of the classroom FIRST in case Pinkie is waiting with a high-speed hug! Even if it's a class with one of his other girlfriends, THEY will push him out. No one has been hurt yet, but folks only have to see it happen once to error on the side of caution.

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I Love Summer.
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>>41129404
>>41132167
I'll begin posting more starting tomorrow. Sorry I briefly disappeared again, I'm really trying to do that less.
>>41123630
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>>41126360
There are unironically good, damn.
>>41126675
Thank you very much! I promise I won't keep you waiting, and that I'll make sure the quality is as high as I can make it!
>>41128000
Wholesome Applejack is best Applejack. Read the earlier update too and this green is coming along really great.
>>41128008
I personally think you still could write that, but I understand if you feel that it would somewhat throw the story off. That's a really good idea, though.
>>41134699
>Truth or Dare in Life Flutters By
Ooh, can't wait to see how you implement that into there.
>>41131889
I'm glad you're writing more of this. These characters are really fun together. I await to see where you go with all of this.
>>41131116
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>>41133040
>>41133211
What about Gilda *as* a gym teacher? Not influenced by magic or anything, but just kind of gets too "physical" on her own accord.
>>41134259
>>41134677
>Celestia's camp everfree outfit got shrunk in the dryer before leaving for summer camp and she has nothing else to wear.

>>41134944
I can't not see Celestia in that pic as cross-eyed
>Read the earlier update too and this green is coming along really great.
Thank you! I've been doing a TON of driving this week and don't think I'll have an update out earlier than Friday, but I made some good progress tonight.
>I personally think you still could write that, but I understand if you feel that it would somewhat throw the story off.
I'll mull over it some more. Maybe the idea will get explored more after the sleepover when school's back, and I can show how Anon acts around guys vs. girls
>>41134878
Thank you! Your appreciation is very much appreciated! I'm glad I thought of a great pick too lel
I'm honestly still working out the details on how Anon spends time with the girls after the sleepover during the spring semester. He'll have five classes during the day and one lunch period where he's with the seven, plus there's stuff he can do after school.
>>41131889
Wallflower's making for some real fun shenanigans already, can't wait to see what mischief she gets up to with Anon
>>41134259
>"See, Luna? My old camp counselor uniform DOES still fit!"

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>>41134944
>What about Gilda *as* a gym teacher?

I can see older Gilda "hitting the showers" with the male students to "make sure they clean their junk".

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>>41135171
Older Gilda would delight in just how hormonal and horny school boys are as she bathed with them in the gym showers. They don't care about the barely visible age or the somewhat out of shape figure, their stares and visible erections tell her that she's practically a fertility goddess to them. She can even see one or two spanking it like she doesn't even notice.

>>41135183
>"Aww, what's wrong Anon? Too shy to clean your pee-pee in front of your teacher? Or did mommy never teach you how to clean?"

>>41135171
>>41135183
I can also imagine gym teacher Gilda wrestling her favorite boy as an excuse to feel him up.

>>41135248
Naked shower wrestling. If he cums before he can wrestle her off, he loses.

>>41135267
That sounds like a game I'll never want to win.

>>41126360
That shimmer is hot too

>>41135700
Fluttertummy

Whoever suggested that idea of Fluttershy getting attracted to Anon around the time of mating season gave me an idea for a shorter green that I've been having fun brainstorming

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>>41135171
Gym Teacher Gilda;
>Ordinarily, someone this otherwise out of shape wouldn't turn heads.
>But Anon is a horny teen, and not masturbating in a while made the chubby woman look physically attractive, if not breedable.
>And he could tell if it weren't for the weight, Gilda would be conventionally attractive.
>It doesn't help that Gilda jogs along with the students, so Anon sees EVERYTHING jiggling constantly with no modesty.

>"Alright you brats, your old gym teacher came down with something nasty, so I'm replacing him for the week."
>"And since we're jogging, I may as well show you lazy turds how it's done."
>"...what the hell are you staring at? Never seen a pair of tits before? Or is it my beer gut? Don't complain, it's friggin hot!"
>"Well, sorry that I'm not like those girls on your nudie mags! Girls get fat too!"

>"Kid, you had a stiffie since track started. Did watching the girls jog get you like this?"
>"Heh, or did your hot substitute make you rock hard? Were you ogling me while I was jogging, was that it?"
>"Probably already creamed your underwear from seein' me jiggling my stuff around."
>"You little pervert... I should report you to the principals for harrassment..."
>"I'm kidding. If one of my students is too horny to fantasize about nutting all over me, who am I to complain?"

>"Well, another day, another lap."
>"So, you need to go rub one out?"
>"I SAID, do you need to spank it in the bathroom or something?"
>"What? You looked like you needed to take five for some stress relief."
>"Then again, there's a corner over there with your name on it. A quick wank wouldn't hurt anyone."
>"But then again, you'd need adult supervision. Your gym teacher would have to be nearby."
>"Maybe she'd be generous enough to give you some 'visual aid' to make the wanking go quick."
>"And maybe if you ask nicely, she'd even let you nut all over her belly."
>"Hopefully, no one's gonna notice the teacher's gut covered in her student's jizz when we go back to jogging."
>"Heh, you look like you're about to cream yourself from that alone."
>"Go hit the showers, Anon. I think we're done for today."
>"And try not to get distracted by thoughts of me while you're washing yourself. I don't want the janitor cleaning spunk of the floor."

>"Didn't I tell you not to waste time spanking it to me in here?"
>"Don't be modest, I know what you're trying to hide. Little horndogs like you even get hard at gross, out of shape women like me."
>"Well, Anon? Since you like my gut so much, you're gonna help me clean it..."
>"Do a good job cleaning me, and I might just do something about that..."
>"And try not to explode before you're done. I like my boys able to last until the fun REALLY begins..."

>>41135267
Also an idea with it I'd thought of.
>They have clothes on, but that does nothing to stop Gilda from reaching under his clothes to touch and grab him anywhere she wants
>She teases him while pretending it's still normal wrestling instead of her just bear hugging him while jerking him off under his shorts
>When he cums in his shorts she uses this as an excuse to take his now cum stained underwear
>Of course with no intention of returning them

>>41135171
Alternate idea
>Gilda is a gym teacher who's still friends with Rainbow but jealous of her being able to be a successful professional athlete
>Anon is Rainbow's son
>Gilda isn't fully fat, but slightly pudgy and feeling fat compared to Rainbow
>She glares at Anon wanting to direct the jealousy and such she feels towards Dash but can't fully direct at her friend towards him instead
>Yet the longer she stares at him she can't help feeling he's cute and liking him
>When she notices him staring back and getting hard her feelings towards him turn to lust
>She makes any excuse to spend time alone with him and touch him wanting to seduce him

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>>41136642
I want this to be written similar to Harshwhinny's segment in Venus Mercy;
>"This has to be the work of Princess Cadance!", you repeatedly thought to yourself.
>You didn't know exactly WHY you saw Gilda as so physically attractive, you figured that Cadance personally hiring her as a substitute teacher had something to do with it.
>It had also strangely coincided with your decision to refrain from masturbating, as you had reason to believe that doing so would improve your odds of success in sports, so there was that too.
>Even so, Gilda didn't have the most friendly personality, and she obviously could stand to lose some weight.
>It wasn't just her breasts that were big, straining her thin top as they jostled in their tight constraints, but her paunchy belly that slightly sagged under them.
>But she was still a developed woman, and all that exposed flesh was casually on display in and under her short top.
>You can even see her thong peeking up along with her asscheeks above the rim of her tight sweatpants as she jogged along with the students to "show them how it's done".
>You just couldn't look away from such a strangely arousing sight, and you still had enough awareness to feel your shorts tightening to an uncomfortable degree when you stared for too long.
>The way Gilda openly teased you about your base urges after every jogging session didn't help either, riling you up further with accusations of masturbating to hr when you were trying to keep your load contained for exercise purposes when you were already reluctant to feel this way towards someone so trashy.
>It was like you were stuck with this desperate coomer brain where even
a woman like Gilda was hot and breedable.

>>41137105
Him thinking she'd not conventionally attractive yet finding himself feeling really horny for her anyway has potential for me. I think feeling conflicted could go both ways too.
>He thinks she's a foul tempered bitch who should lose some weight but is inexplicably unbelievably turned on by her without knowing exactly why
>She thinks he's a bratty dweeb, but a part of her can't help loving that he's attracted to her with her self image not being so great and not wanting to miss the chance to nab him while he's still into her

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>>41135052
>I can't not see Celestia in that pic as cross-eyed
You're right. Maybe she has one of those mini vibrator things inside the front of her bikini bottoms, then.
Also, I do really like that possible flashback to other-town-era Anon.
>and I can show how Anon acts around guys vs. girls
That sounds interesting.
>I've been doing a TON of driving this week and don't think I'll have an update out earlier than Friday
Ah, well then I guess it's okay for me to post a quick update right now, then?
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>>41137105
Actually similar to something I have planned for Venus's Mercy but I won't say much for now.
But I do want to keep that stuff to that story itself though, I think I've already done plenty of branch-offs lol.

>>41137122
This. It's like with Frazzle Rock.

>>41137144
You plan on introducing Gilda in Venus Mercy?

>>41137144
Yeah dude, update away!

I know a lot of Gilda ideas have been posted, but I've got a more femdom one to add.
>Anon as Fluttershy's son
>Momma Flutters is scared of him ending up in her old bully's class and gives him excessive warnings about her
>Anon does end up in her PE class
>Yet instead of being scared of her he's turned on
>His mind tells him she's too pudgy, she's foul tempered, and he should think she's ugly
>Yet every time he looks at her loose and low cut top barely containing her tits, and her ass in cut off Dixie shorts his dick is hard as diamonds
>When she taunts and teases him he has fantasies about her just leaning in and kissing him
>Gilda, despite thinking he's a limp wristed dweeb starts to notice how into her he is
>Starts slowly testing the waters on getting intimate with him
>Not knowing he's already fully down to get fucked by her and have her declare him her boy toy
>If there was a super awkward part where momma Flutters wants to protect him from Gilda thinking she's bullying him, and not knowing what's really going on there between them

>>41137224
I can see Gilda unironically pulling a "your son calls me mommy too" on Fluttershy just to rile her up.

>>41137059
>Gilda is a gym teacher who's still friends with Rainbow but jealous of her being able to be a successful professional athlete.
Now I'm just randomly imagining an older Gilda and Rainbow in a bar, but Gilda is that one overprotective friend that gets violent and threatens any guy that tries to flirt with them.

>>41137174
Aight.
>>41123008
>Try to resist, but the growing tension in the front of your pants insists itself.
>The front of your underwear feels tighter in front…
>When really all it’s trying to do is contain your riled up member.
>There is a tie for hardest thing in the room.
>Between your still concealed penis stiffening while trying to stand all the way up in your underwear, and resisting the mounting urge to glance at Cookie Crumbles’s soft and VERY exposed cleavage of her busty chest.
>Each are increasing together.
>So many days of restraint are put into a surprising amount of question you didn’t expect.
>Rarity couldn’t hope to be this thick and cuddle-able in just the right way…
>Everything you got a glance at from afar is now far inside of arm’s reach of you.
>And you’re not supposed to even look down at all *that* Cookie Crumbles has got going on.
>She doesn’t see your erection because she’s also being respectful and not looking down at your body.
>Even the sight of her smooth shoulders that are softly pressed on by the spaghetti strings of that undersized tank top is enough to get you visibly shaking.
>You rest on the clean living room carpet with Cookie Crumbles as your heart beats faster and faster.
>Some more of the blood pumping through your veins gets redirected to your privates.
>Send in pleading mental commands to cease this recurring detour of your blood flow.
>Only to feel it happen more.
>Your body is so close to Cookie Crumbles’s body…
>You can hear her quietly breathing.
>”Come on, Anon, lean back for me…”
>You do as she says.
>Barely minutes into the moment you first met and Cookie is already gently placing her hand on your chest.
>Delicately pushing you backwards next to her.
>”You’re shaking like crazy, hon.” Cookie says to you as she lies on her back next to you.
“I’m just a little tense is all.” You lie on your back as well.
>Both of you now stare up at the ceiling.
>The round circular ceiling lights of the living room are off but their glass reflects the sunlight coming in through the large windows doing their job for them.
>In an abstract way, they’re still turned on whether they mean to be or not.
>Look over towards Cookie to discover a perfect view “into” her tank top at her cleavage.
>Cookie’s massive soft breasts sway a little as she shifts around on her back getting comfortable.
>Barely even bound by their partial containment.
>You KNOW she’s braless because you’ve just noticed the slight bumps poking through the fabric, giving away where the BEST part of this view lies still hidden…
>Your member welcomes more and more blood rushing in as what you see overrides what you’re trying to think.

>>41137457
>And now you can only think about burying your face in those things.
>Ripping the front of that lewd revealing tank top out of the way~…
>Closing the distance inside her personal space: burying your face into Cookie’s soft boobies…
>”Nervous about your next date?”
“A little.” You slightly shiver. “Was mostly just only nervous the first time.”
>”Oh I’m sure. Rarity has always been such a sweet young lady. Knows how to make her company around others meaningful.”
“Yeah. She really helped me come out of my shell.”
>Cookie Crumbles smiles having heard you say that, knowing more people in the world have seen what a lovely person she has raised Rarity to become.
>”Don’t worry about buying her too many expensive things.” Cookie says to you. “She’s only materialistic when it come to getting things for herself. Rarity has a niche taste in style and possessions she is probably aware most don’t understand. Which is true for most.”
“That’s pretty much what she told me.” You recall. “She’s more interested in the gesture in something. Right?”
>”Absolutely, dear!” Cookie’s voice heightens very slightly. “I see you’ve been listening to her very well.”
“She always has something great to say.”
>”She always does. I hope you two find yourselves bonding closer and closer.”
>Your eyes have to keep getting pried away from her, from Cookie’s sexy exposed cleavage.
>Praying she can’t see how horny for her you are.
>Cookie meanwhile thinks back to when she was Rarity’s age and dating.
>When she was slim and more active in the late 1990s, having felt old then compared to her younger teen self just a few years prior.
>Boys would be nervous around her, pretending they’re not staring at her cleavage she sometimes happened to show.
>She would still be nice to them, because it’s nice to be nice.
>While hoping they wouldn’t take it the wrong way and think it automatically meant she wanted to date them immediately.
>She was afraid they’d ask her out because of that, and she’d have to say no and surprise-break their hearts.
>She’s glad she luckily raised Rarity in a way where she understood this and wanted to at least try to keep it from happening when approached by a guy who looked like he wouldn’t be able to take it.
>Lord knows what that unfortunate circumstance ends up turning young men towards these days.
>In the age of excessive anime and video game conditioning from a young age.
>She’d blame the companies for putting profit over what they might do to younger generations, but she’s too in her zen zone right now to think too negatively.
>Cookie Crumbles doesn’t realize her now-more-than-ever soft busty cleavage attracts a pair of young male eyes still today.

>>41137461
>Alone in her own house with him as he’s waiting for a date with her daughter.
>Not aware how affected he is by learning who Rarity got her goods from.
>”Anyway, you seem really tense. Stretch a little to loosen up a bit before you’re out with Rarity.”
“Okay…”
>”First trick is to get your center above your head.” Suggests Cookie.
>You pull your phone out of your pocket and rest it on the carpet pretty far beside you.
“My… center?”
>”Your core. You know, your tummy area. Get it elevated above your head. Let me show you.”
>Cookie Crumbles raises her entire pelvic area as you observe.
>The bottom of her small tight tank top slightly wanders up her midriff.
>Your eyes wander all over her smooth skin getting partially exposed.
>Right when you felt like your boner had started to go away, this happened.
>Cookie’s top revealing her soft kissable tummy and lower back then riding even further up.
>But what’s causing this only adds to how hot it is.
>Cookie’s huge luscious boobs half-inside her tight little tank top are what drags it up her midriff as they shift upwards towards her face to gravity’s command…
>Those big soft swaying mounds of adult femininity try to spill out of the top of her tank top entirely, but are packed tightly enough into their fabric prison to pull it with them and drag it up Cookie’s fertile, developed womanly body~
>The bottom gets dragged up enough to half expose her bellybutton…
>You stay still as a statue watching Cookie Crumbles keep her pelvic area elevated far above her head as she starts pushing back at the carpeted floor with her palms.
>Is this just called a handstand or something else?
>Your brain doesn’t have enough blood in it to think.
>Eyes fixated on Cookie’s sexy body lazily but tightly wrapped up in a revealing tank top and tight leggings.
>Bent up in a bow position facing up for you.
>Cookie’s soft bountiful breasts, the part of her body most susceptible to gravity, still threaten to spill all the way out of her revealing little tank top~
>You scan Cookie’s smooth soft skin of her wonderful chest, almost expecting to see a sliver of areolae peeking out for you…
>Part of you needs it to happen, part of you needs it to not happen.
>”Very good, Anon.” Comments Cookie as she watches you raise your pelvic area before you realized you were doing so.

>>41137466
>Your erect bulge juts up towards the ceiling, just a slight fabric loosening away from being flung all the way up into a proper tent.
>Your hands are busy keeping you balanced, so there’s nothing you can do to even shield your noticeable in-pants erection from Cookie is she even does so much as glance over at you.
>You’re in a position more suited for if you desperately wanted her to see that you have an erection.
>Just letting your stiff bulge proudly assert its presence through your pants.
>”Now just stay like this and take a few deep breaths.”
>You nervously keep your crotch high in the air, with the view of your obvious hard-on helplessly up there in the open…
>Just as in the open as Cookie’s very exposed cleavage spilling out of the upper front of her lewd little tank top as she’s tilted almost upside down…
>”Rarity’s lucky to have a nice guy like you.” Strains Cookie as she stays in her upward bridge position facing up.
>You gotta figure out how to get out of this position fast before she sees how hard you are.
>Let yourself fall down, surprised at yourself for having unknowingly raised yourself up to begin with.
>Almost like your body is making your decisions for you…
>”You alright?”
“Yeah. Just a little weak right now.”
>Boy we’re you ever…
>”It’s okay, you can just spot me for my tougher positions you want.” Cookie has no way of noticing your eyes now freely exploring all over her body.
>Every time Cookie has to reposition her hands and balance herself, her soft massive breasts do a little bit of jiggling while half-inside her extremely revealing tank top.
>Her round tightly concealed buttocks in those leggings pushes outward even in this position.
>Her bellybutton is all the way exposed now; you almost salivate over Cookie’s bare midriff begging you to wrap your arms around and bury your face in her soft tummy~
>You have to be strong and outlast this only until Rarity arrives and breaks this moment apart by making her presence known at the front door.
>Restraint is the thing that made you powerful when thinking about Rarity.
>All you need to do is have Cookie talk about her daughter more and the day is saved!
>As well as the date.
>How the hell are you going to lie to Rarity with a straight face?
>You can’t.
>You’re too honest for your own good.
>This is what motivates you to keep yourself strong for real.
>You can do this, Anon!
>Sure, your own lust is a tough villain, but you’ve got Rarity’s arrival coming swooping in to save you after you’ve made it far enough.
>That sound of the doorbell will be music to your ears.
>The sound of your already established date with Rarity being your theme song as you resist your own lust and keep yourself on track like you’ve always been.

>>41137474
>Cookie Crumbles now rests herself back down to the floor with you.
>Facing you as you face her, unintentionally reminding you how close you both are in eachother’s personal space.
>”I’m sure Rarity will be here soon.” Says Cookie.
>Your phone lights up with a text right as she says this:
>[I will be done with the agency shortly. Hopefully the heavy rain over here won’t be too long. I will tell you all about what I was just offered on our date! <3]
>Out the window, a gentle few drops of rain start to become noticeable.
>The outskirts of heavier rain about a 20 minute drive away but rapidly approaching across the skies.
>[They're saying they want to see my whole portfolio on social media real quick, but I promise I’ll head over as soon as I can. Hopefully the roads won’t be too wet to drive fast.] Another Rarity text comes in.
>The rain outside begins to intensify.
>That doorbell ain’t sounding any time soon.
>You’re left fighting your own erect lust glancing as Cookie’s sexy exposed cleavage in her undersized tank top…
>Up against a tough villain, but getting overwhelmed, and your theme doesn’t start playing, and it’s starting to rain.
~

All for now.

>>41137152
>You plan on introducing Gilda in Venus Mercy?
Yes. There'll be a few fit athlete girls in it. Minus RD because she's already in BWB and that's already connected to this universe technically where she's already with her own Anon protag.

>>41137330
Absolutely.
>If Fluttershy trying to get in the way of it actually pushes Gilda to further want him and only solidifies their relationship

>>41137615
Gilda would probably also make fun of Fluttershy over the fact that the former looks more her age and like a MILF than she does, and still managed to bag a young stud, and it's her son no less.

>>41137657
Also have a scene in mind with it.
>Gilda is struggling with the idea of wanting a relationship with him when Fluttershy confronts her with him
>Accusing her of bullying him and her threatening him as why he was uncomfortable saying how they are with each other
>Gilda flips from being conflicted to outright saying out loud he's her boy toy boyfriend and sexual plaything
>Then is actually shocked at how readily Anon agrees with her saying that

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>>41137483
Silly anon, you can't escape the cougar's den without paying your load tax!

>>41137483
Poor Rarity, she really really wanted to help Anon but he can’t resist her mom now.

>>41123008
Nice, another Anon who’d be capable to “hang with the girls” no problem. I think you write this well.
>>41137483
Could you make him not go through with it if that is possible? I love the way you built Anon and Rarity up together and Rares is too cute!

>>41138802
>Could you make him not go through with it if that is possible?
I’m loving the smut but I’m sort of seconding this as well.
Rarity went OUT OF HER WAY to help Anon land a date and save him from life altering heartbreak that would have changed the way he viewed the world for the rest of his years. Rarity did the right thing most girls would never even consider, and THEN she went above and beyond with that by giving him advice how how to be a more dateable guy in case their relationship doesn’t work out after a while. Absolute based moves by Rarity here and she deserves all the props.
I’m sorry but that’s too much to have Anon just screw up like that. Puts a bad taste in my mouth just thinking about it.
Grey I know this is your story but please don’t have Anon betray Rarity’s faith in him.

>>41137483
Good update, really liking the tension that's being built up
Also, I'll have to agree with >>41138802 and >>41139203, it makes Anon look like a reckless idiot if he goes through all the trust and relationship building with Rarity just to throw it away by fucking her mom
But hey, it's your story. You do you.

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I'd actually be fine with Anon somehow keeping it together if that's what the readers want. Makes what I have planned next work even better too, coincidentally.
The outcome could still be either one regarding this scene, but there is another part Rarity after it that's going to happen whether they have sex or not. Didn't the poster who came up with this idea say something about Anon just creaming in his pants? I think I remember that, if you're here right now, correct me if I'm wrong.

>>41139539
I think making Anon cream himself is a happy medium, it shows how starved for intimacy he is without betraying Rarity's trust, and adds another layer of tension onto the ordeal

>>41139539
Anon x Cookie requestor here. I was hoping it would be like they would fuck, Anon would get his lust for Cookie out of his system, and they would keep it a secret to spare Rarity's feelings or something. Then again, I feel like that would only work if Cadance's magic was involved somehow and that isn't the case. If you want to just make Anon cream his pants, that's fine.

>>41128000
>The kiss is loving, but clumsy.
>Applejack clearly doesn’t know as much about kissing as Sunset, but she’s trying her darndest.
>Her lips are just kind of mashed against yours, but not as frenzied as Pinkie’s kiss.
>Granted, you don’t have much more experience than her.
>You try to guide her through the kiss.
>Your hands rest on her cheeks and you try to open and close your lips along with her to establish a rhythm.
>It doesn’t take Applejack long to succumb to your kiss.
>She locks her hands on your cheeks in return.
>Surprisingly forcefully.
>Like she’s afraid you’ll try to escape her.
>As if you’d even want to.
>You’re getting a great demonstration of her farm girl strength.
>She’s making up for her technique with extra emotion, kind of like Pinkie.
>But Pinkie’s kiss was more desperate, Applejack’s kiss is more aggressive.
>You still haven’t recovered your strength from enjoying Pinkie’s desserts, so you have to surface from the kiss to catch your breath.
>”How was that, city boy?” Applejack asked you, grinning while partially out of breath herself.
>Her cheek still bears the mark of one or two tears of joy.
“...That was really something.” You weakly chuckle back to her.
>”I know I ain’t know as much about romance, I’m just flattered to have taken your breath away.” She beams.
“You took my breath away when I first saw you silhouetted by the evening sun over the farm.” You gently flirt back to her.
>Her cheeks flush lightly, weakening her flirty demeanor.
>”You can’t be doin’ that to me, bein’ all sweet and romantic when we’re gonna get down and dirty.” She complained, unable to hide her smile.
>You take some initiative, sitting up and kissing her neck.
>Applejack inhales sharply at your kiss, and you can feel her muscles loosen up in response.
>She snatches the cup of wonder juice off the floor and pushes it into your hands.
>”If you’re gonna be teasin’ me like this, you better be ready to back it up.”
>You take the cup and gently swirl around the purple fluid within.
“...What’s in this, again?” You ask Twilight.
>”Uh… A bunch of stuff you wouldn’t know about?” She nervously answers, glancing over to Sunset.
>You’re getting more suspicious.
“Twilight, I swear, if this has LSD in it-”
>”Relax, Anon! We’re not drugging you! It’s just some plants and stuff from my… private reserve~” Sunset assured you, adding extra flavor to those last two words.
“‘Plants and stuff’?” You repeat back to her, not convinced.
>Then a realization hits you.
>It’s not very likely at all, but neither is seven girls agreeing to share you.
“Is this a love potion or something?”
>Sunset cackles at your accusation.
>Could it actually be a love potion?
>”I guess that’s one way to put it!”
>That’s not the answer you were expecting.

>>41140012
>”Anon, it ain’t gonna kill you. Twilight drank a gallon of the stuff and she’s still here!” Applejack tried to convince you, getting Twilight more embarrassed.
>”It wasn’t that much!” She tried to argue.
>”Oh yeah? You wanna tell Anon how many times you came to your study sessions after ‘forgetting’ to put on underwear that morning?” Sunset grinned at her.
>Twilight meekly sputters trying to come up with a comeback.
>”You don’t have to drink it if you don’t want to, Anon. The last thing we want for you is to be uncomfortable.” Fluttershy softly reminds you.
“It’s fine, I trust Twilight enough to not drug me.” You say, bringing the cup of purple fluid to your lips.
>As you tilt the cup, you notice it has a strangely sweet smell to it.
>Like some kind of flower you’ve never seen or smelled before.
>Like a flower from another world.
>Whatever it is, it’s gotta be safe.
>You gulp down a second cupful of the purple drink.
>The moment the last drop travels from the edge of the cup to your tongue, you feel it again.
>Something powerful surges through you.
>It’s like pure Adrenaline is coursing through your veins.
>Your breathing quickens and your muscles tense up like your body automatically picked fight over flight.
>Your dick’s valiantly returned to its post, much to Applejack’s delight.
>Whatever this stuff is, it’s working.
>”How’re you feelin’?” Applejack asked you with a grin.
>You take a moment to get your breathing under control and respond.
“Ready for round three.” You answer in a throaty voice.
>”Atta boy~”
>Applejack bucks her powerful hips against yours.
>She’s really flexing her farm-grown physique.
>You can’t help but groan pleasurably, making her even more eager to get going.
“You know, I gotta be honest about something…” You say to Applejack, resting your hands on her waist.
>”What might that be?” She asks you, still rubbing her hips on yours.
“When you told me you wanted to save the reveal of your grade for after dinner at the farm, I was afraid you got a really bad grade after my tutoring and wanted to corner me so Big Mac could rough me up.” You admit with a chuckle.
>Applejack bursts out laughing at your admission.
>”I’d have just told you if I ended up with a poor grade! And even if that happened, Big Mac wouldn’t beat you up!”
“I dunno, he can be real scary sometimes!”
>”Only when you’ve really wronged him! Like if you put hands on me!”
>You remember your hands are resting on Applejack’s naked hips.
>He trusted you and now his sister is one of your seven girlfriends.
>Feeling a chill run down your spine, you quickly retract your hands, as if Big Mac was standing right behind you.
>This moment of panic makes the girls laugh.
>”Not like that! You know what I meant!” Applejack laughed.

>>41140015
>You joke, but there was a period of time when you were legitimately scared of Big Macintosh.
>Not because of anything he did, you were just really jumpy around guys that are bigger than you, thanks to the football players beating you up back at Bullworth Academy.
>You ended up feeling really bad about that when Big Mac asked you if he did anything to make you feel uncomfortable around him.
>He might not have shown it, but it saddened him that you didn’t really like being around him when he thought highly of you for being so helpful and friendly with Applejack.
>Thank goodness you’ve moved past that uneasiness and got to know him better.
“I got it, I got it…” You say to her, feeling more comfortable.
>”Anyway…”
>Applejack’s calloused hands slide down from your cheeks, over your chest, and onto your stomach before traveling up your body and resting on your neck.
>”You ready for a rodeo, city boy~?”
>Your hands return to Applejack’s firm, naked body, tracing your fingers along the valleys between her abdominal muscles.
>Firm, with a little give.
>Medium-rare.
“Hell yeah, I am, cowgirl.” You teasingly whisper.
>”I dunno if you really are.” She grins.
“Oh, no? Why not?”
>Applejack leans closer to you.
>”’Cause I ain’t some dainty ‘lil thing you can manhandle like Sunset.”
>Her hands move to your shoulders and she forces you down onto your back with surprising ease.
>”I know how to wrangle a stallion~”
>As you’re pinned down onto the carpet, Applejack proudly presenting what her years of farm work has blessed her with, you think about how forceful Pinkie was with you.
>It’s a similar, but undeniably different feeling.
>Pinkie’s strength came from how frenzied and desperate she was.
>Applejack isn’t desperate.
>Her desire is focused.
>There’s still hunger in her eyes, but she knows how to wait for dessert.
“A stallion, huh?” You wink at her from your compromised position.
>Applejack bites her lip and grinds her sturdy waist against your cock.
>She’s not as soft as Pinkie or Sunset, but her movements are very deliberate and focused.
“Well, you’re something of a stud now, ain’t ya~?”
>Huh, that’s a pretty apt description of what you are.
>You’re being buttered up like some high caloric food at a carnival.
“That doesn’t put you in a very flattering position though, does it?” You ask her through a shudder as she continues grinding her sex against yours.
>”Oh, don’t you go thinkin’ you’re in control here.” Applejack said to you, lowering her head closer to yours.
>”You couldn’t pin me if you tried~”
>You grin at her.
“Challenge accepted.”

>>41140018
>You grab Applejack’s head, pull her in for another steamy kiss, and bring her down onto you.
>She’s off to the races.
>Her hands pin you down by your shoulders even harder, making it surprisingly difficult for you to even wiggle around.
>Her tongue makes a stunning return to the inside of your mouth, enacting its own wrestling match against your own tongue.
>She grinds her hips against yours even rougher like she’s trying to start a fire.
>Each time she drags her dripping pussy against your dick, you lose a little bit more strength you’d use to fight back against her.
>Your tongue’s on autopilot fighting back against hers as you focus more of your attention on trying to flip Applejack onto her back and give her a taste of her own medicine.
>Every square inch of her toned, sexy back is covered by your roaming hands.
>You become bold enough to venture further downward and grope Applejack’s butt.
>Such curvature, such firmness, her ass is like a pair of ripe, juicy apples.
>She shivers a bit when you grope her, but she doesn’t let up on you.
>You try to sit up and push Applejack into a sitting position, but she doesn’t budge an inch.
>Feeling up her back gives you ample time to appreciate her body.
>None of the girls have a physique like Applejack’s.
>Sweat’s building up on her skin like morning dew.
>Your brain’s not getting enough blood to think strategically.
>Your manhood’s hogging all the blood, and he’s not much of a deep thinker.
>But then you get an idea.
>You’re no match for her strength, but you’ll play to your strengths.
“Hey… Applejack…” You gasp out to her after separating from the kiss.
>When she looks back down at you, her long, blonde hair is draped over her shoulders and messily cascading down over you.
>Her robust, subtly sweaty chest heaves hypnotically with every breath she takes.
>A faint blush covers her cheeks, barely visible under the shade provided by her stetson, which silhouettes her against the light coming down from the ceiling.
>”Yeah?” She asks you in between pants.
“Is this any way to treat your teddy bear?” You teasingly ask her.
>Applejack chuckled at your question.
>”I thought you said you were built tough~” She reminds you, then stealing another kiss from you.
>The kiss is lovely, but you’ve got bigger fish to fry.
“Ready for the rodeo?”
>Applejack gives you a slow but firm nod.
>”Question is… are YOU ready?”
“Don’t get too cocky, now. This stud’s got horns.”
>Her resolve breaks and a laugh escapes her lips in response to your clumsy flirting.
>Her grip on your shoulder softens.
>There’s your opening.

>>41140021
>You fasten your hands on her shoulders and flip her around.
>Before she knows it, she’s on her back, and you’re on top of her.
>Surprise covers Applejack’s face as you loom over the powerful farm girl.
>Your hands fly to her hips to pin her down in much the same way she did to you.
>You line yourself up and slide your cock inside.
>”Anon, yoOOOOOHHH~” Applejack exclaims as you unite your body with hers.
>Her entire body reacts to you entering her.
>She arches her back upwards, her hands clench into fists, her toes curl, and her voice reaches high notes you didn’t think were possible.
>Of course you know studs don’t have horns.
>You just needed something to distract her.
>And it worked.
>This is the most vulnerability you’ve ever seen from Applejack, and she’s naked on top of that.
>But it didn’t work for long.
>You’re only able to enjoy two thrusts in and out of her tight pussy before she regains her composure.
>Applejack grips you and throws you back onto the floor.
>”Sneaky bastard, you’re gonna pay for that~” Applejack hissed at you.
>With gritted teeth, she ruts against you even harder.
>She’s practically slamming her hips against you.
>You’re gonna be bruised tomorrow.
“Language~” You tease her.
>You sit up and go in for another kiss, but Applejack’s already on edge, so she pins you back down and snarls at you.
>”I should’ve seen through that nice guy charade of yours.” She teasingly growled at you while pounding away.
“What… charade?” You manage to ask her through gasps.
>”All along, ever since we met, you were just tryin’ to get in my pants.” She continues her little accusation, scraping her fingernails across your chest.
>You’ve got just enough strength to match her rampage-like pace, reducing the blunt force trauma somewhat.
>”I’ve seen you eye me up when you thought I wasn’t lookin’. I’ve seen you steal glances at my chest and my rear.”
“Guilty as charged~” You boldly reply, allowing your eyes to drift down to Applejack’s naked, toned body.
>She gently glistens with the perspiration covering her body, highlighting each and every muscle she’s worked so hard to maintain.
>She grips your hair and forces you to look up at her.
>”Big Mac warned me about how you might try to pull some funny stuff on me…”
>She leaned into your ear.
>You’re even more sensitive to her every hot breath.
>”I was hopin’ he’d be right~”
>She playfully bites your cheek, snarling into your ear.
>She’s getting to be a lot for you.
>You need to turn the tables on her.
“Oh… Yeah…” You groan.
>Then, you do something you thought you’d never do.
>Something so low and detestable, you wouldn’t even humor the idea until tonight.
>But you can’t let her win.
>Desperate times call for desperate measures.
>You reach up and steal Applejack’s hat.

>>41140023
>The moment her stetson leaves her head, she freezes.
>Her hands shoot to cover her bare head, as if she’s that much more naked now.
>...Actually, she is weirdly naked.
>You’ve never seen Applejack without her hat before now.
>Now she really is wearing nothing.
>”Anon!” She exclaims.
“Hey, come on, if Fluttershy can get naked, so can you!” You cheekily remind her, waving her hat teasingly.
>”Gimme my hat back!” She orders you right before trying to snatch it out of your hand.
>You’re quick enough to keep it out of her reach.
>Her womanhood’s grip on your dick tightens.
>She’s into it.
>She wants the chase.
>She wants the fight.
“Make me.” You challenge her.
>Applejack lunges forward to grab her hat back.
>Another golden opportunity has presented itself to you.
>While she’s partially off the ground, you flip her around onto the floor again.
>You almost lose your grip on her because of how her sweat lubricates her skin.
>But when she’s back on the ground, the look she’s giving you is a dangerous mix of angry and aroused.
>”It ain’t good for your health to steal my hat, city boy.” She warned you, arousal dripping from her words.
>She’s still thrusting against you.
>She’s so tight, it’s like she’s trying to milk you.
>She knows that when you cum, it’ll be over for you.
>But your shithead-ness is keeping you in the game.
>Her body’s betraying her true desires.
>She wants a challenge.
>Let’s keep poking the tiger.
>You give her a sinister grin.
“Hey, Sunset…”
>You slowly put on Applejack’s hat and strike a smug pose.
“...How do I look?”
>Even though you’re staring down the farm girl, you hear Sunset giggle behind you.
>”You look mighty handsome, partner!” She answered in a fake southern accent.
>This really sets Applejack off.
>She lunged up at you with a battle cry and her hands outstretched.
>”You’re gonna regret takin’ my hat!”
“Come on, you ain’t got nothin’ to be ashamed of!” You cheekily tease her.
>Like the mighty alligator, Applejack furiously rolls you back onto the floor.
>Through some kind of magic, her hat stays firmly planted on top of your head.
>She’s breathing through her nose like a bull rearing to charge.
>”You’re lucky you’re such a charming devil.” She bitterly muttered to you.
>She dives in for another furiously passionate kiss.
>Her hips jackhammer away at you, threatening to rip your dick right off with nothing but her womanhood and gusto.
>This is definitely gonna bruise in the morning.
>She claws at your back like an eagle tearing apart the unlucky fish it plucked from the river.
>This is hopeless.
>You’ve tried every trick you could come up with, and you always end up beneath her.
>All you can do is go along for the ride.

>>41140027
Dayum, Appul sure does like to play rough.

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Quick Idea;
>You are friends with Yona.
>Aside from her strange customs, she was fun to be around.
>And being from a perpetually cold region made her hot more easily, leading to skimpy clothing, which led to a lot of exposed skin in the summer.
>Yona never seemed to mind you staring, though.
>One day, Yona had you do something weird with her.
>You unknowingly preformed a Yakyakistan courting ritual with her.
>You are now husband and wife according to Yakyakistan traditions.
>Yona eagerly wants to consummate your new marriage.
>Aside from the more obvious problem, everyone from Yakyakistan was , to put it politely, also "built different" from those outside from it.
>Yona especially, with being almost twice your size, you were all but certain she was going to literally crush you under her.

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>>41141154
>Even the women from Yakyakistan, from the teens to the elderly, were these hulking amazons.
>Yona was no different, even being taller than a majority of adults despite being of highschool age.
>There was also her body's "bulk", having a mix of hard muscle and soft fat on her breasts, belly and butt that made it obvious that her natural Yakyakistan genetics and puberty was generous to her at such a young age, resulting in a body that most adult women would envy.
>Maybe that was also why you were one of her first friends when she transferred here to Canterlot High, being unafraid to approach her when even some of the teachers were intimidated by her and her stubborn, headstrong personality.

>Being close to Yona all the time, given her tall height, your head was always level with her big chest.
>She also never seemed to wear a bra, or much of anything else under that thick brown sweater of hers, saying that anything else was "pointless and unnecessary".
>Yona also never seemed to mind you staring, even shoving those huge tits in your face as a way of bluntly grabbing your attention when she needed it.
>She was rather "tsundere" with you with things, saying "Yona merely looking out for tiny friend" in that admittedly cute broken English.

>In hindsight, you probably should've noticed all the hints that Yona felt much more than friendship towards you...

>>41141154
>>41141194
I think it’s pretty cute

>>41140027
AJ being “more naked” without her hat was a nice touch

>>41139539
Can you make a paste for the story now? It’s been a week.

>>41140027
Random thoughts in no particular order.
AJ is going to tie Anon's dick into a knot. (The other girls somehow will like this!)
Pinkie going 2nd was brilliant in another way. She will be awake to make Anon breakfast when he wakes up tomorrow evening. After which she will challenge him to "Strip Mario Kart".
Remember, when you date Applejack, you also date her hat! Take good care of both!
Unforeseen side effects of friendship magic may include sharing a boyfriend 7 ways.
Even odds Twilight hands Anon a remote control between classes at school one day.
Fluttershy will be a SCREAMER..

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>>41141154
>>41141194
Please stop. I don't want to write a snu snu green about fucking Yona of all things. The student 6 were cancer and everyone knows it.

>>41142803
Then why are you even in this thread? If you don't want to read a Yona green, then block that poster. Simple as. Freaking summer children, I swear!

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>>41139660
>>41139941
Alright, that's where this'll go next. The way it happens can still vary. But even if she's not aware of anything that actually happens, I still might write a mini arc of now-attached Rarity competing with Cookie to retain Anon's interest and have to compensate for not measuring up as much in the endowment department.
>>41142462
https://ponepaste.org/10141
>>41142652
>"Strip Mario Kart"
Pretty clever idea. Never got around to doing something similar in another much older green of mine and probably never will in that one at this point.
If Cosmic's not doing that in his then I guess I'll give that a go in the near future.
>>41141154
>>41141194
Amazons are fun. Not planning on writing Yona any time soon but if someone else wants to do that, go for it.

>>41140027
Ah fuck, I forgot to reply here.
I agree with this Anon >>41142194, she's so attached to that thing it might as well be part of her, outside of scenes like that one where she was in her footsie pajamas iirc.
Good update, mate.

>>41142965
Cute ponka

One day, Magna will come back... One day, Single Players will continue...

I will trust the plan. I have to...

>>41142965
>spoiler
Hype

>>41140027
>AJ on top
unf
>"I was hopin' he'd be right~"
super unf. AJ was hot here m8
wonder what that flower is
>>41143666
I'm sure he's lurking. He'll finish it.
>>41142965
To tell the truth Grey, I'm more attached to Rarity than Cookie in this green so far. She's a gem.
that idea is hot af tho

>>41142965
>Rarity competing with Cookie to retain Anon's interest
Seconding this. I hope to see Cookie actively trying to pull Anon away from Rarity.

>>41144392
Cookie doesn't seem like the type of woman to intentionally steal her daughter's boyfriend.

>>41144398
Don't care. The idea is still fun.

>>41144398
I could see it happening more as Cookie trying to compete for Anon's attention because she wants to feel sexy and wanted rather than anything personal or against Rarity.

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Quick Idea;
>Anon is next in line to run a big corporation.
>Harshwhinny is secretly there as something of a honeypot to "influence" his decisions in the workspace.
>The older woman is not above sucking him off in private if it means making sure he makes the most "professional" decisions.

>>41140639
I felt it was important for the dynamic of Anon's harem that Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and even Pinkie Pie could physically overpower him if they really wanted to. It keeps him humble and makes sure he doesn't get too much of an ego from dating seven girls at once
>>41142194
>>41142976
She really does feel more exposed without that hat of hers, even though nothing really spicy is showing. Kind of like Donald Duck without his sailor getup
>>41142965
I'll let you have the Strip Mario Kart idea. The way I'm interpreting Pinkie, she's not one for foreplay at all, more so into pinning Anon down and making out while undressing and skipping right to the fun stuff now that the slow buildup is out of the way and they're officially dating.
>>41142652
Lots of good ideas! We'll have to see how the story develops, I'm still mapping out the story after the sleepover.
>>41144379
Applejack was a lot of fun to write here since she plays the roughest of the seven. I like to imagine she's secretly hoping Anon would make a pass at her or grab her ass so she could turn the table on him and show him who's really in control
>>41144584
Foreshadowing...

I'll expound upon the Strip Mario Kart idea as that got the most response. The real fun in this idea is in the variations since the most basic version, last place loses a clothing item of their choice, has all the downsides of strip poker while taking longer.
The next level is everyone but the winner loses a piece of clothing. This IS quicker, but it's harder to maintain a tension in the narrative.
Next is "Winners Choice" where the winner gets to choose who loses an item, Loser chooses the item, and then the winner gets to remove that item in whatever way they choose. A reasonable further variation is "Parity", where if Anon wins, he gets Winners Choice with each of the 3 girls to make up for being outnumbered.
Spice with pics and video to taste and simmer till something overflows.

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Would Frazzle Rock be the type to preach about the importance of abstinence and self-restraint, and then let you stick it between her huge boobs so it technically isn't masturbation or pre-marital sex?

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>Imagine being so pent-up and horny in the middle of prom that you had a stubborn erection in the middle of a slow dance, so the skimpily dressed Frazzle let's you stealthily whip it out and start humping her humongous hooters in the middle of the crowd. Due to the size difference (her large chest comes up to your crotch), the dim lights and the crowds of other dancers so bunched together, nobody knows you're busy titfucking your prom date. At the most, they can only make out a vague plapping noise as your hips collide with her massive mammaries, and when you inevitably spurt your huge load in between those deep milkers, you simply zip back up and resume dancing with nobody else all the wiser.

Thoughts?

>>41145294
Unf that’s hot. Stealth stuff is a good turn on.

>>41145285
She probably would

>>41140027
>At least now you’re used to Applejack’s furious pace.
>She’s pressing down on you with full force, like she’s wrangling a stallion.
>She’s even got you by the lips.
>Your entire body moves along with hers.
>You’re starting to get a fairly serious case of rug burn from how you’re being rubbed along the carpet by her bucking.
>Applejack isn’t moaning like Pinkie or Sunset, she’s grunting and groaning like a powerful mare in heat.
>She’s gripping you with such force that you’re partially worried that she’s gonna draw blood.
>Applejack only parts from the raging kiss to bite your lip surprisingly forcefully, teasing you in her own way.
>You try to match her intensity, but she’s got stamina for days.
>Your fingers lace themselves through her long, blonde hair, keeping her head pressed against yours to let her know you’re just as determined to continue making out as she is.
>You decide against pulling her hair, though.
>You’ve been teasing her enough tonight, something like that would be a bridge too far.
>Speaking of which, you notice she stopped trying to grab her hat off your head.
>Maybe her fingers are too burrowed into your flesh for her to pull them out and make a grab for it again.
>The raw force of your hips slamming against hers is enough to distract you from how close you are to finishing.
>At this point, it isn’t even really sex.
>It’s a naked wrestling match, and she’s got you pinned.
>Your hands slide down from her hair to her waist.
>Her muscles are really nice.
>Every firm ridge on her undeniably feminine body tells the tale of long days spent toiling in the fields of her family farm.
>From sunup to sundown, Applejack would carry crates of apples, manage apple trees, handle farm equipment, all while building up one Hell of a sweat and getting a lovely tan.
>Out of the corner of your eye, in the portion of your view that isn’t taken up by her face, you admire the farmer’s tan that’s been years in the making.
>Halfway up her forearms, Applejack’s skin tone changes from a weathered tan to her lighter, more natural skin tone.
>You don’t get very long to admire her like this, though.
>Applejack parts from the kiss, allowing you an opportunity to gasp for air.
>She doesn’t give you any rest, though.
>She tries her hand at being flirty by biting your neck, but it’s still too forceful to be flirty.
>The passion is all there, though.
>A realization hits you as you hold her firm ass in place as you thrust back against her and she bites at your neck and ear.
>She’s angry.
>Not because you stole her hat, but because it took you this long to steal her hat.

>>41145655
>She welcomed you into her home, introduced you to her family, fed you her family’s delicious cooking, got you to know her friends, made you a part of her weekly schedule, and ONLY NOW did you realize she’s into you.
>She had to strip naked and throw herself at you to make you realize she’s into you.
>You’ve kept her waiting for months, and she’s subjecting you to months of built up feelings.
>Well…
>You’re pretty angry, too.
>You’ve been led around by the nose all day.
>Your friends have been scheming about you behind your back.
>They’ve been dressing you up and making you sing like you’re the night’s entertainment.
>And how could Applejack be angry at you for not noticing her feelings for you?
>She never gave you any signs she was interested in you.
>She’s normally so blunt and upfront about what she’s feeling, you learned to trust her to tell you what’s on her mind.
>How is this your fault?
>Your breathing turns to snarls that match hers.
>Applejack’s eyes widen a bit when she realizes you’re getting more intense.
>You kick your leg out and knock her off her balance.
>You roll Applejack onto her back, relentless in your pace.
>”Oh, no, you don’t.” She growled, rolling you right back where you started.
>You’re not letting up.
>You keep rolling and get Applejack back onto her back.
>She rolls you onto your back in turn.
>You two roll around on the floor, desperately struggling for dominance.
>Her legs are firmly locked around yours.
>Her arms are wrapped around your head, ensuring no escape from the frenzied kissing.
>Miraculously, her hat stays on your head.
>Must be made of some quality stuff.
>Thinking about this is distracting you from your fight.
>Applejack’s thrusting gets even faster.
>You match her speed.
>You two can only communicate with animalistic growling in between desperately clawing at each other’s body.
>You two knock into Rarity’s nightstand and hear various objects fall to the floor.
>Neither of you care.
>But you can feel pressure building up in your manhood, being coaxed even further by the warm, moist grip she has you in.
>You’re getting closer.
>So is Applejack.
>Her pussy’s tightening and her breathing is getting higher pitched.
>Her grip on you is getting even tighter.
>Time’s running out.
>You need to make this count.

>>41145656
>You let out a throaty roar as you harness the power you need to pin down the farm girl long enough to solidify your victory.
>But when you’re finally on top of her, you’re all burned out.
>And you’re still not finished.
>Applejack realizes this, a wicked grin appearing on her face.
>She whips you back onto your back one last time.
>When you’re on the floor, you’re done.
>The two of you climax at the same time.
>Her grip on you tightens as viciously as possible as she grits her teeth, hunching forward and letting the ecstasy of the moment wash over her and free her from this stressful encounter.
>You’re so burned out after that frenzied fight that all you can do is melt into the carpet.
>Staring up at the ceiling and barely capable of breathing in and out, you hear excited murmuring surround you.
>The passionate anger you felt when fucking Applejack exited stage left along with your strength.
>Your friends, attracted to you as they may be, only lead you on to set up a fun surprise for you.
>It’s not like you didn’t enjoy how they got all hot and bothered watching you sing in that himbo getup.
>And it’s not fair for you to judge Applejack for not being able to tell you that she has a crush on you.
>It’s not like you were amazing at talking to girls.
>Applejack allows herself to succumb to her weakened state and slump down on top of you.
>”You know… You’re the only guy that I’d let take my hat.” She weakly chuckled, nuzzling into your chest.
>With some straining on your part, you raise your arm up and let it flop down onto her back, tenderly rubbing her.
“Heh… I’m… honored…” You manage to pant in response.
>Applejack looks up at you with a gentle smile.
>For a moment, it’s almost hard to believe this is the same girl that rode you like you’re a rodeo bull.
>”You look like a mighty handsome farm boy with it, now that I’m gettin’ a good look at ya.” She gently flirted, gently adjusting the hat on your head to make you look as appealing as possible.
>”Oh, yes! I can see it now! Anonymous, resting beneath a tree after a hard day’s work, peering out at some lucky girl from beneath the brim of his hat, instantly casting a spell upon her with his rugged charms!” Rarity was quick to agree, swooning.
>You didn’t have much energy to express how flattered you are.
“You… charm me… too much.” You reply, letting your head fall to the side to face Rarity, who’s kneeling towards you with an excited look in her eyes.
>Man, Rarity’s naked.
>So is Applejack, Sunset, and all the other girls.
>It still feels so surreal.
>You’d pinch yourself to make sure you’re not dreaming, but Applejack, Sunset, and Pinkie have done more than pinch.

>>41145658
>”Shoot, AJ, looks like you did a real number on him.” Rainbow remarked with a grin, entertained by how exhausted you are.
“Eh, I’ll live.” You weakly chuckle, waving your hand dismissively.
>You’re not entirely sure you are, though.
>”You better!” Rainbow jokingly warned you, albeit letting her impatience shine through a bit.
>Fluttershy looks incredibly worried about you, clasping her hands together.
>”Don’t worry about that! Nonny’s such a super guy, he’s not gonna leave us high and dry!” Pinkie piped up, lying on her stomach and gently kicking her feet while giving you dreamy eyes.
>She’s still riding the high of your time spent together.
“Darn right…” You agree with a weak smile, giving Pinkie a wink.
>Pinkie’s cheeks flush and she succumbs to a small giggle fit.
>Twilight’s been surprisingly quiet.
>You look over at her and see her hands situated between her thighs, covering herself up and looking down with a faintly embarrassed look on her face.
>She’s chewing on her lower lip, clearly a lot’s going through her mind.
>Only after you cast your eyes towards the ceiling do you notice that Sunset’s kneeling behind you.
>When your eyes meet hers, she smiles and rubs your shoulders, encouraging you to sink even further into the floor.
>...All these eyes on you are really driving home how awkward all of this must be.
>You’re fucking each of these girls one at a time and all the others do is sit and watch.
>You haven’t really had time to really think about the situation.
“...Hey, this isn’t, like… awkward for any of you, is it?” You ask the girls, propping yourself up on your elbows to address the group.
>”Heavens, no! You’re quite the showman, Anonymous!” Rarity answered with wistfulness in her voice.
>”Y-Yeah, you’re hypnotic…” Twilight finally spoke up, still unable to meet your gaze.
>”And you’re giving me more ideas on what I’m gonna do to you when you get to the main event.” Rainbow added, unsubtly presenting her athletic body for your admiration. “Just don’t keep us waiting!”
>She’ll get her time in the spotlight.
“Okay, okay, as long as you girls are having a good time.”
>”We sure are~” Pinkie replied, wiggling happily on the floor.
>Her body subtly jiggles so wonderfully.
>It’s not fair of you to focus on her, you’ve got a farm girl on top of you that deserves to share the warmth of your afterglow.
>You run your hands down her back to her ass, appreciating her body more now that you’re not in combat anymore.
>Applejack smiles into your neck, indulging herself in your gentle, loving touch.

>>41145660
>The room’s starting to smell like sex and arousal.
>You sniff again and pick up the scents of sweat and love juices from you and the girls.
>Fittingly, each of the girls have their own aroma of arousal.
>It’s gonna take at least a whole can of air freshener to mask the scent of what’s happened tonight.
>That’s not worth worrying about right now, you’re sure Rarity and Sunset thought of some way to deal with that in advance.
>”I shaved my sensitives for tonight.” She admits, then nudging herself up to whisper in your ear.
>”Don’t tell Big Mac I borrowed his razor.”
>You gently laugh at her admission of guilt.
>You never thought she’d ever do something so scandalous.
>But you don’t want to lie to Big Mac, he’s such a great guy.
>It’ll never come up, you shouldn’t worry about it.
>You carefully remove Applejack’s hat and place it back onto her pretty head.
“There you go, good as new.”
>Applejack smiles and adjusts her hat a bit.
>”Thank you, sugarcube.” She happily sighs.
>”You treat me right, you’ll get to wear my hat more often.” Applejack offers you.
“Ooh, I’m looking forward to that~”
>”How’re you feeling, cowboy?” Sunset asked you, gently combing your hair with her fingers.
“Heh… Alive…. But barely.” You chuckle, then realizing how dry your throat has become.
>”Alive enough for Fluttershy, I hope.” Sunset teases you.
>Fluttershy perks up like a rabbit hearing a strange noise upon the invocation of her name.
“As long as I’m capable of breathing in and out, I’ll always be alive enough for Fluttershy.” You assure her with a teasing smile.
>Fluttershy shimmies closer to you carefully, nervously looking between you and Sunset.
>She clearly wants you, but there’s at least three emotional barriers separating her from you.
>Rarity rubs her shoulders to reassure her, which she appreciates, going off the way she gently smiles.
>Her eyes finally fall upon Sunset, still clasping her hands together in uncertainty.
>”S-Sunset?” She asks her.
>”Yes, Fluttershy?” Sunset teasingly responds.
>It takes Fluttershy a moment to say what’s on her mind, but she finds the confidence she needs when she looks into your eyes.
>”...Is it my turn with Anon now?”
>She’s so cute when she wants something.
>”Hmm…” Sunset pretends to ponder, casting a smug look in Twilight’s direction.
>Twilight still can’t find the strength to say what Sunset wants to hear from her.
>All she can do is look down at the floor shamefully.
>Fluttershy’s getting more nervous the longer Sunset takes to answer.
>”Just say yes already.” Rainbow butted in, losing more of her patience.
>”Fine. Flutters, you’re up!” Sunset finally answered.
>The animal lover perks up, rising to her feet and turning her needy gaze to you.
>”Yay!” She softly cheers.
>God, she’s adorable.