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>Today is a real scorcher.
>At least it must be, because you wake up in a hot sweat.
>Whatever you’ve dreamt must have escaped you, but there was something about it you really enjoyed.
>You try to roll out of bed, but your raging morning wood stops you like a bicycle’s kickstand.
>This is surprising.
>It’s not like this is a casual morning wood erection.
>This thing is HARD.
>Absolutely standing straight up with little ability to even be leaned or tilted over.
>Your balls feel as though they’re slightly swollen with their contents too.
>And every little bit of contact has an effect on your throbbing shaft.
>It feels like you haven’t cum for several weeks, but it’s only been like 2 days.
>Definitely less than 3 days.
>So this doesn’t make any sense.
>Your violently erect member dominates the front of your boxers.
>Giving your heavy balls plenty of room to swing around as you walk over to the shower.
>Your mind races with thoughts about Candy and Chryssy.
>And your beautiful encounters with them you still vividly remember.
>The heaven of Candy’s soft petite body still pinning you down as though she was physically stronger than you.
>The way her soft breasts pressed onto you even when she was simply hugging you.
>Even in those wholesome moments, her physical assets were a constant reminder of the truth just beneath the surface.
>Everything was going to lead back to more sex and nowhere else.
>Your erection does anything but subside as you shower.
>Vivid sexual memories obscure your judgement.
>So naturally, you choose to rub one out to get these rocks off.
>The way it feels when you’re stroking further mirrors what it’d feel like jerking off for the first time in weeks.
>You literally have to remind yourself it’s only been 2 days in order to actually remember how long it’s been since you last came.
>You miss feeling Candy’s tummy breathing against you.
>You miss her thighs holding you as tightly as her loving arms.
>You miss releasing buckets deep inside of her.
>You miss feeling your helplessly entrapped cock wildly convulsing around against the snug inside of Candy’s sweet… h-her sweet…
>Your own nipples got erect despite the hot water being turned all the way up.
>You miss Chryssy’s soft tits pushing against your back as she held you in place from behind.
>While Candy enjoyed you as much as you enjoyed her.
>Tasting her deep shared tongue kisses along with her hot breath beating against your face kept you extra locked into the trance for her.

>>41354531
>And kicking your legs would have done absolutely nothing to free you from the predatory embrace sustained by both of these horny and determined women.
>Their combined sexual ambush forced you to stay in place between them in the position they had you in.
>And they worked together to force you to empty your sack into Candy… your tightly surrounded cock wildly jolting and twitching up against Candy from all directions
>Firmly standing up to her soft tight walls gripping back around your wild tight wet thrusts.
>Her glistening skin pressed against yours as you filled her up.
>You could feel how thrilled she was in her trembling.
>How primally happy it made her to feel you cumming inside of her.
>She just couldn’t resist feeling this exact feeling again and again in her life.
>Becoming more like Chryssy every day.
>The amount of cum you release rivals the time you once squirted shampoo out the bottle onto the shower floor just to see how the shower drain would be able to take it.
>The running water thankfully breaks it all up quickly.
>But that amount of cum had to equate to more than simply two days.
>There’s just no way it would build up that quickly.
>You’ve never seen anything like it.
>But you return to post-nut clarity and start to make sense of the whole thing.
>Mind swimming as sobriety finally returns to your train of thought… at least for the moment.
>As your shower-thoughts moment proceeds, you conclude that maybe you don’t remember the dream that made you so extra hard because the encounters with Candy and Chryssy WAS the dream.
>That’d also explain the fact you clearly haven't ejaculated at any point in the past week or two.
>And now you had a wet dream because of it, except you awoke from it early and then finished in the shower.
>Fully convinced of this, you soon wrap the towel around yourself to shield yourself from the cooler air outside the shower.
>Questioning whether the thing with Candy and Chryssy even really happened at all.
>Your brain is still tripping out a little.
>Trying to retrace all the steps of everything that might have happened in the last couple of days.
>Losing track of time and events while chilling in a tropical town such as this one does take its toll when you spend all day every day doing absolutely fucking nothing, after all.
>Walking into the mini hallway of your place confirms that today is indeed not a scorcher.

>>41354549
>---
>In the late afternoon on Sunday, you start walking along the sidewalks again.
>You're not sure where this sudden boldness came from, but you're itching to go to the waterpark today.
>It feels hotter out here than it apparently actually is.
>You know this is probably a bad idea, but you really sort of just want to.
>For the time being, you distract yourself by hanging out in a shaded area at a nearby park.
>The more intricate thoughts about the universe that should have been with you in the shower finally come back.
>You could have sworn you were onto something yesterday, but then you got too horny to think about anything else today.
>Suddenly confused and stripping down to only a sleeveless undershirt in the shade due to it feeing so hot out here.
>Feels like your IQ dropped a few points overnight, though it wasn't much higher the day before yesterday anyway.
>You gotta get onto that plane, that's all you really care about.
>But it doesn't even take off until tomorrow.
>Not surprising that this was the earliest ticket you could have gotten, though.
>No matter, you'll make do.
>You attention is redirected to wondering how many interesting things there must be going on in the world right now.
>Things you're missing out on because you're caught up trying to make your way through this place.
>It's great here, but it feels like all of this is meant to hold you back from wider, more vast horizons.
>Your strive to go out there and discover them is now facing off against this heat that's trying to overtake you as you sit in the shade.
>So impatient and so yearning.
>Yet so.. curious when a couple of girls walk by.
>It's like a switch went off and half of your brain shut off while another part took over.
>And you've never felt the potential happiness that could be harvested from life until recently.
>A couple of girls in short shorts just brought something out of you.
>And you shove it back in and leave to another shaded area.
>Why did that affect you so much?
>Usually, you would just sit around and mope the whole day.
>But now you just want to give in to everything and have nothing but fun.
>You're starting to feel hot inside your clothes too, but don't know what to do about it.
>You don't want to go back to your place, returning only to sit there on the couch sweating away and trying to find something decent on TV.
>You're supposed to be having fun with your vacation, and maybe you just had to be outside more in order to do it.

>>41354569
>As you continue onto another street, you begin to become conscious of the people in the crowds around you.
>Looking over your shoulder every 4 minutes or so.
>It's becoming a frequent act.
>You're getting a little wary of who might be around you as you pass people by.
>But as you do that, you can't help but notice how many great looking girls there are around here.
>The really warm weather has made them wear tops that don't cover their midriffs all the way, and shorts that show off how smooth their thighs are.
>Your mind is automatically drawn to this as their tanlines cause your imagination to wander to places you thought you were going to stay away from.
>You know these girls are just dressing, but it's in a way that you can't look away from.
>There's a reason why the human female form has been so popular in art throughout history.
>And you're looking right at it in the way some of these girls swing their hips slightly when they walk.
>God you hate yourself so much for being a sicko deep inside about it.
>You know if they could read your mind, they'd be hesitant to be within 10 feet of you.
>And they'd be hesitant to decorate themselves with style like this around you.
>Why did nature have to do this to you?
>Make you... feel this way?
>Breeding isn't *that* urgently important, is it?
>Not anymore at least, but humans haven't had enough time to evolve out of it.
>So now you're living in a civilized society with outdated urges to do very uncivilized things with a woman as a partner.
>Unable to process their personality through the way their physical appearance blinds you to it.
>It's not even your fucking fault, this shit was hard-wired into your brain and not all men are strong enough to re-wire it.
>But that just opens up a whole 'nother argument about the weaker men no longer being desirable because they can't act normal due to their libidos.
>So now it's a backwards cousin of evolution helping the less-horny forward while the pervs get left behind.
>Which is... admittedly a great thing under certain contexts, but not this one.
>Because you yourself are trying hard as fuck to be normal like everyone else, but holy fuck the girls here are so hot...
>Jewelry and visible bra straps decorate their tanned skin, some things often slipping out of place to show the tanlines also decorating them.
>It's style to them, but it's kryptonite to you.
>Showing their mere shoulders is doing things to you; you don't know why this is happening.
>Did you just take a horny pill or something and forget about it?
>What the fuck? You're not usually like this.

>>41354580
>Feel like you're running away from yourself as you head closer to the waterpark in hurried steps that don't feel like they're yours.
>---
>"He's probably nearby." Chryssy listens to her senses directing her where to go.
>Are you sure this will be over with *smoothly*?" Candy wants to make sure this won't result in him putting up much of a fight and encouraging the wrong idea to be had about this.
>"Trust me, one drop of this stuff and any hot blooded man will start thinking about sex all weekend long."
>Chryssy holds the tiny little container between her fingers as Candy contemplates ways to change Anon's approach to this to be a more friendly one to save the way he views love in this world.
>The way he views love should NOT have anything to do with what's in that bottle.
>"About one sip of it usually starts working within minutes." Explains Chryssy. "The higher the dose, the faster it takes over and takes affect."
>"How much did you give him?" Candy prays that not too much was put into Anon's body at once.
>"Three drops exactly." Chryssy expertly recalls. "Just enough for it to only start working in the middle of the night. Six to thirteen drops would make it start working within the hour, about the same amount of a tiny pour. A moderate pour, about the same size as a shot glass, would be the usual amount I use. Which is the amount I described as working within minutes. It's not like I gave him a glass of half a pint of it. It'd work in seconds if I did that. He'd have thrown himself at me in front of everyone else, probably. This has to be a 'lowkey' operation, after all."
>Candy lets out a sigh of relief.
>"He'll be okay." Chryssy assures her. "This was just a little something to... help him get a little... push. The smaller the amount, the less potent it is too. Erhm... obviously."
>"Oh, I figured."
>"The quart I keep in the hotel fridge is meant to stay away from the public." Chryssy refers to the three-fourths-full container Candy finally pieced together what the contents in it were. "I'm careful about only using a little bit at a time. And putting it in places you'd expect to see containers of liquid so no one gets suspicious if they see it. I kept a whole wine bottle of it camouflaged at a bar once. Vodka's not even dangerous in comparison when in a bottle right next to it. Which is why I always use so little."
>"That doesn't make me feel any better about it..." Candy's eyes begin to fill with worry once more.

>>41354590
>"It's just a testament to how smoothly this is going to go with him." Chryssy reassures her. "He's going to want to. There WILL be full agreement and consent. I promise."
>"Is it *real* consent?" Candy looks at the container of aphrodisiac. "Using the power of love like this never sits right with me."
>"It's his own nature talking to him. This just makes it... stronger. And more honest about how he really feels."
>Candy gives Chryssy a look as the two take a quick detour back to the hotel room to re-hide the rest of the aphrodisiac on the tiny bottle back into the plastic quart where the rest of the rest of it is.
>Might as well since it's not needed any further right now.
>"I know this is questionable, but everything will turn out alright." chryssy can't believe what she's saying in response to Candy's look tugging at her heartstrings.
>There's definitely something to Candy as well, and Chryssy can sense it as the two enter the front lobby together.
>The lady at the front desk recognizes them and grab their attention, waving them over.
>"...What's up?" Candy immediately talks like she's a college student, a charade she and Chryssy have played up around here to help mitigate suspicion.
>"You uh... seem to have forgotten to add a new payment for your next seven nights here yesterday." The lady at the desk reveals.
>Candy and Chryssy stare at her in realization.
>Candy facepalms while Chryssy's pupils contract as she nearly drops her side bag.
>"N-no one else took the room, right?"
>"I'm afraid someone has. But all of your luggage is safely stored, don't worry. We have a protocol for when this happens already."
>The talk with the front desk lady is cut short when chryssy is able to get her to confirm that the luggage protection thingy does not include the content of the hotel room fridge.
>Within the next couple of minutes, Chryssy is in front of the door with Candy closely behind, unbeknownst to the employee who thinks they went to the storage room.
>One knock on the hotel room door later, and a young, short and slender guy guy in probably his early 20s opens it.
>In his hand is a familiar plastic quart container, now less than half-full.
>He clearly made himself at home immediately after switching rooms for reasons the front desk lady did not disclose when she mentioned that.
>Chryssy's eyes spell out "oh fuck" and he has no idea why yet.
>When Candy realizes the situation, her voice turns cautiously disarming as possible as to keep him from panicking. "...Hey there..."
>"Can we come in?" Chryssy sees a tiny bit of it on his lips. "It's okay, we don't mean you any harm."
>The door shuts quickly, with the two women knowing full well they need to keep this young man away from the public until the behavior they're predicting won't draw any attention.

>>41354600
>---
>You're starting to feel all... tingly inside.
>Anything deep and introspective has been drowned out by thinking about which girls walking past you you'd like to get into bed with.
>Why are you getting so horny?!
>Wasn't this supposed to go away by the time you were done beating off in the shower?
>Why did it come back?
>It feels like it came back even stronger!
>As you walk through the waterpark for literally no good reason anyway, you make no attempt to leave.
>Part of you just decided "oh well, guess I'm hanging out here" with women on your mind the whole time.
>You're being directed to your own ulterior motives you're purposely not addressing, acting like it's all unintentional and left up to "chance".
>But this isn't one of those actual times; you're masking it as that, not even caring if anyone assumes so, because it's actually true this time.
>It's already already starting to get a little late, but there's still a few people hanging around the swimming pools and water slides.
>All of which are open extra late on Sunday night for some reason.
>While you pass by a row or two of umbrellas, you listen to everyone else having fun.
>Prancing around with their bare feet hitting the concrete below, laughing and calling out to one another, listening to the distant live band playing.
>You have to sit down, getting pushed upon by a sense of dizziness.
>It's nothing serious, just the sense of you being a little lightheaded while the pink and orange clouds overhead slowly drift by.
>Might have bumped into someone when you were walking around on those crowded streets, if you had felt this way while still being out there.
>So many open shops welcoming you into their doors you had passed by.
>Restaurants, shops, even simple empty corridors leading to nowhere else but the next block over through the underside of an apartment complex or hotel... and you chose to go to the waterpark.
>Now surrounded by girls in their bikinis.
>Feeling like you've almost entered the girl's locker room and they're walking around in close proximity to you in nothing but their frilly bras and panties.
>Even with their summer clothes on, you'd still see their tummies a lot of the time, and watch them swing their hips while walking with their lovely thighs almost brushing together.
>But these girls have even less on.

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>>41354617
>There's one girl that has especially clasped your attention, much more tightly than the clasp of the back of her bikini top holding itself over her massive soft breasts to an appropriate degree for the public.
>Her blue hair with alluring cow-licks at the end and silky pudding-tinted skin got your head turned towards her almost as much as her delightfully bouncing cleavage that is very... responsive to her steps as she walks.
>Her hourglass body mesmerizes you, her shapely midriff looking so caress-able as she struts straight towards you.
>God damn, you can't decide if her freckles make her look more cute than hot or more hot than cute.
>There's three milkshakes in this picture.
>One in her hand with a straw spanning from the plastic lid to her closed lips.
>Two more are on virtually on either side of the first one, with erect nipple bulges poking through the bluish-turquoise fabric of her bikini top as her greenish-turquoise eyes meet yours.
>Not wanting to even think about the full erection in your pants, you get up and leave immediately.
Disclaimer here: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/41280304/#41354025
Luckily, I was fucking around on /co/, and then the whole fuckin' board both there and apparently here got deleted. So I knew as soon as it happened and immediately came back.
So here's the update again.

>>41354710
Nice green.
I wonder what the mods did that deleted a bunch of boards accidentally?

>>41354517
>same OP image
Gay

>>41354517
And we’re back

>>41354933
Same. What tool do they have at their disposal that accidentally deletes over a dozen entire boards? This doesn’t quite add up to me. But I’m no expert and surely than an explanation.

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>>41355184
Seeing Luna in that makes me wanna take her behind the nearest rock so some old school Tom Foolery. I don’t know what is it about super conservative swimwear. Maybe it’s because it leaver A LOT to the imagination

>>41355545
Imagine tentacles going all up in there through the leg parts and you don’t see anything but Luna makes all kinds of faces and then it’s clear something happened that made her cum.

>>41354710
Cute bug hug

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Safety bump

>>41354710
Hope Anon titfucks and titsucks this mystery girl before escaping!

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>“Uhhhhhh Detention Anonymous”

>>41356550
>>41356551
Cadance and Celestia are both so hot

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>>41356595
Meanwhile.
Last AI spam (Unless someone has a request)

Do you like eqg or human AI art more?

>>41356660
All is good

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>>41356660
And recently I got a passable scorpDK setup going so I am partial to those humanizations

>>41356660
It’s the same thing

>>41356835
No it's not.

>>41356848
EqG characters are canonically humans. It’s the same thing.

>>41357064
He means the skin tones.

>>41357129
I know. It was always silly.

>>41356660
EQG humans (pony color skin tones), please.

>>41357064
Humanized means FiM. FiM isn't the same as EqG.

>>41357507
Humanized means FiM. Human means all human forms including EqG. Also barely related but EqG with Humanized skin tones would still be EqG too, technically.

>>41357519
That's what I'm talking about.

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Sweetie is considering just switching to monochrome

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>>41357676
Sounds good.

>>41356564
>>41356595
>>41356638
These are so damn good

>>41357676
>Noir Sweetie
Interested

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>>41357953
Thank you anon

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>>41358102
there's a mystery afoot here

>>41358139
>>41358175
>>41358273
Nice
Especially the celly one you did there

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pink

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Ponk

>>41358505
>>41358506
Whoa

Anyone from Canterslut here?

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Good night anons
(Go check slop if you want to see her butthole)

>>41358505
>>41358506
Hivemind?

>>41358623
I would go to this church.

>>41358872
>go to slut church
>all the nuns are really big on worshipping the cock

>>41359009
Or perhaps more like a cougar church.
>The place pretends to be a place for young men to get guidance
>With buns in revealing outfits
>Once the young men enter the hungry cougar nuns have him right where they want him

>>41358623
link?

>>41338940
>That’s all Rainbow needs to hear.
>Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she lowers herself down onto your manhood.
>Rainbow takes her sweet time getting herself situated on your thighs and your cock.
>Your chest tightens a bit and you hiss a bit as the feeling of her tight pussy ensnaring your dick like a Chinese finger trap.
>Her thighs clamp down on your own
>The sensation is painfully pleasurable.
>Like sticking your dick into boiling oil, but it scalds in the best way possible.
>Burning with the fire of love and passion.
>She feels it, too.
>She’s gritting her teeth and hissing pleasurably through the feeling of taking your full length.
>Her grip on your calves tightens, though thankfully there isn’t a ton of flab for her to get a grip on.
>To risk sounding vain, you’ve got some nice calves.
>But those calves of yours don’t distract you from how you’re stuck in a very precarious position.
>This is the most vulnerable you felt all night.
>On your back with your knees pulled up as Rainbow rests on top of you.
>Very similar to the position you forced Rarity in not too long ago.
>You don’t know what to do with your hands, they’re just kind of splayed out on the floor, clenched into fists to try to contain everything you’re feeling.
>”Hah… hah… still think y’can handle me?” Rainbow asks you, trying to suppress how much of a struggle it is for her to ride you.
>You try to control the pace of your inhales and exhales.
>It’s like the purple stuff flowing throughout your body was injected into your lungs like nitrous.
“I… know so…” You exhale.
>Rainbow bites her lip and smirks.
>”Atta boy~”
>She’s never been this sexy before.
>Her struggle to contain all of your manhood leaks out from her amazing athletic body in the form of her gentle sweat.
>Every muscle on her beautiful, naked form is proudly highlighted in the relaxing lighting of the bedroom.
>Hues of purple dance across her skin as her body heaves with every lewd, shaky breath.
>Her brilliant red irises seem to shine in the faint shadows the light cast upon her head from behind, giving her an even more predatory flair.
>Then it clicks.
>Within her confessed desire to take things slow to really savor your time together is another, more insidious desire.
>Rainbow wants, more than anything, to win.
>She has this incredible ability to turn anything she does with someone else into a competition.
>No matter how small or trivial it may be, she’d want to prove she’s the best at it.
>And right now, she wants to defeat you.
>She knows you’re good at playing rough with Sunset, Pinkie, Rarity and Twilight, but she knows it took you more time to get used to being underneath Fluttershy in the tub, and you couldn’t wiggle out of Applejack’s grip when she pinned you down.
>You’re at a disadvantage when underneath a girl.
>Rainbow wants to fuck you, but she refuses to stay underneath you.
>Fine.
>You’ll play her game.

>>41359433
>You’ve got liquid passion shooting through your veins.
>She might be on top of you, but you’re the one in control.
>It’s just gonna take more effort.
>Using the powerful legs that Rainbow’s personal training and Applejack’s farm work has blessed you with, you slowly thrust your hips up to get this party started.
>Rainbow wasn’t as prepared for you as she thought she was, her entire body shudders when you act and her fingers dig into your calves.
>It’s a little painful, but it feels so, so good.
“Don’t tell me you wanna tap out already~” You tease her.
>She surfaces from near-drowning in the burning ecstasy she’s almost drowning in enough to glare at you.
>”You remember what I said I was gonna do when I got my turn?”
>You barely remember what you had for breakfast this morning.
>Rainbow leans closer to you, bringing your knees closer to your chest somewhat painfully.
>”I’m gonna rock your world, pretty boy.” She lewdly hisses at you.
“Aww, you really think I’m pretty?” You teasingly riposte, earning some giggles from the girls surrounding you.
>You’re positive the room’s hotter than it was when you first arrived.
>An ember briefly appears in Rainbow’s eyes before she leans closer towards you and clenches her pussy around your cock.
>She sharply exhales through her nose like a bull, and you’ve been waving the red cape all night.
>She scrunches her face up as her cheeks flush, trying to think of some witty comment she can use to retort.
>”F-fuck you.” Rainbow finally sputters out before slowly sliding up and down on your dick.
>It makes for one hell of a comeback.
>Your resolve cracks enough for you to gently moan at the sensation.
>Rainbow snickers victoriously as she continues to ride you slowly but deliberately.
>She really knows how to use her body.
>Her hips roll with every thrust.
>Her pussy’s clenching you the tightest of all seven of the girls.
>It’s easy to lose yourself in the experience.
>Your hands find her thighs and hold her in place as you ease up on trying to exert yourself with her and just enjoying how everything feels.
>Why are you so determined to be the one in control, anyway?
>It’s not a competition, and either way you’re still having sex with Rainbow.
>And you already got to dominate Twilight and Rarity plenty, there’s no need to be greedy.
>So you surrender to her.
>You lie flat on the carpeted floor and look up at the ceiling, just focusing on how everything feels.
>It all feels incredible.
>Her pussy is so tight you’re almost afraid sparks will start flying if you two keep thrusting.
>Your hands remain on her toned hips, but you hold on with a loose grip to focus on just feeling her hot, sweaty skin.
>You delight in the sound of her cute, high pitched squeaks each time you thrust upwards into her.
>Your eyes flutter shut and your mouth falls open a bit to allow gentle moans of your own to be vocalized.

>>41359435
>You can really tell Rainbow is struggling to maintain the pace she’s set for herself, judging by how she’s trembling at the hips.
>She’s gripping your calves really tight, too.
>And her abdominal muscles are so tense.
>Slow and steady really isn’t her style.
>But Rainbow’s always so cute when she’s straining herself like this.
>Your eyes open just a bit to admire the state of her body to find her caught between frustration and lust.
>Her hair’s draped over her face, almost hiding the fury in her eyes behind the strands of hair gently dampened by her own sweat.
>She almost resembles a feral dog barely held back by the chain attached to her collar.
“Hah… having fun?” You gently ask her with a small smirk.
>Rainbow grunts in response.
>Her pussy chokes your dick, making you sharply inhale.
>As you gaze upon Rainbow’s glistening body, the words you said to her to provoke her into action earlier echo within your mind.
>Nothing gets her wound up more than compliments.
>That’s what lit this fire, and that’s what kept the fire going all this time, intentionally or not.
>Your eyes travel from her modest chest to her toned stomach and down to her cleanly shaven pussy slowly bouncing up and down.
>She doesn’t exude the same raw femininity that Rarity, Sunset, or Fluttershy do, but there’s something so hypnotic about Rainbow when she’s fully embracing her feminine side.
>Like the flowing, relentless waters of passion have sanded down the roughness of a chunk of granite into a near flawless stone, perfect for skipping across the beach.
>Words fail you, but words aren’t needed.
>Your hands are better at wordsmithing than your lips and tongue could ever be.
>This is proven by how gently they slide up from her hips to just under her arms.
>Rainbow’s back arches upwards with your touch like you’re straightening her out.
>She struggles even more to maintain her languid, loving pace.
>She’s firmly biting down on her lip to keep her composure, but it’s not doing a lot to help.
>Most of her strength is being directed to her pelvic region to put you in your place.
>Your hands slither from her sides to just beneath her boobs.
>Your fingers trace the edge of the small domes to tease her that much more.
>Rainbow buckles for just a moment.
>Her entire body shivers at merely the anticipation of you playing with her breasts.
>The fire within you is focused to a dangerous degree.
>Like the white hot flame roaring from the exhaust of a rocket.
>The succulent warmth seeping from Rainbow’s womanhood and coating your dick is like kerosene.
>No, you didn’t surrender control.
>You’re in control.
>You have complete control.
>Her body flows and sways with your mere touch.
>The fact that she’s on top of you is almost irrelevant.
>She’s right where you want her.
>Your touch is delicate, but precise.
>Rainbow grits her teeth and subtly bounces on your dick faster.
>She’s sweating even more.

>>41359437
>You thrust upwards to match her increased pace, making Rainbow squeal again.
“Having fun?” You whisper to her.
>”Sh-shut up, dweeb.” She groans.
>You snicker a bit.
>But before she can exert more of her frustration on you, you swiftly move to squeeze her breasts.
>Another critical hit dealt to her resolve.
>Rainbow throws her head back and lewdly moans when you finally grope her sensitive nipples.
>Her body freezes up.
>You smile even wider at her display of flagrant arousal.
>Your fingers curl around her nipples like a spider closing in on its prey.
>Rainbow melts at your touch.
>Pinching and squeezing her sensitive little nipples elicits so many fun new noises from her.
>Her shaking hands fly from your calves to hold your hands in place on her chest.
>You gently alternate between toying with her nipples and massaging her breasts with the palm of your hands.
>Rainbow’s hips are bucking noticeably faster now.
>She’s just one more push away from fully breaking away from this self imposed restriction.
“Still wanna take it slow?” You tease her.
>Rainbow’s eyes shoot open as she shoots you the horniest death glare you’ve ever been dealt.
>”You know what you’re doing, you little nerd.” She hisses at you.
>”Rainbow, be nice to him!” Fluttershy scolds her in a stern tone.
>She then kneels down beside you and gently caresses your chest to comfort you.
>You can tell she’s shooting Rainbow a dirty look.
>Sunset kneels beside you opposite to gently hold your shoulders, but she’s comforting you in a slightly more smug way.
>This probably isn’t the time to be indulging in how the girls touch you, but you can’t help but feel like royalty with how Fluttershy and Sunset comfortingly rub your chest.
“It’s fine, we’re all fine. I can handle a little back-and-forth.” You wave off their concerns, keeping your eyes on Rainbow’s arousingly irritated visage.
>”Are you sure? I think Rainbow might need a spanking for that~” Sunset whispers in your ear like a scheming vizier, just loud enough for Rainbow to hear.
>You can sense Rarity getting flustered by this remark.
>Rainbow’s grip on your hands tightens as her eyes narrow at you.
>”If you try to spank me, it’ll be the last thing you ever do.”
>Fluttershy and Sunset protectively hold you closer.
>Rainbow stuff rocking her hips gently isn’t lost on you.
“Oh, but I’d never do that to you!” You insist, softly rubbing her boobs again.
>She wavers again.
“I just wanna make you feel pretty, Rainbow~”
>Magic word deployed.
>Rainbow’s face scrunches up again in embarrassment.
>Her grip on your hands loosens enough for you to freely rub her body up and down.
>Unlike the chocolate bars at the convenience store, Rainbow DOES melt in your hands.
>She openly pants and whimpers at your gently massaging.
>Her hands explore more of your legs, from your ankles to your thighs.

>>41359438
“But I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable or anything, you sure this is what you really want for our time together?”
>Rainbow meekly nods, her hair somewhat covering her face and hiding her embarrassment.
>”Y-yeah…”
>Man, this is fun.
>Too much fun.
>Your right hand travels up to her cheek, which she leans into appreciatively.
“You sure you want to take this nice and slow?”
>Rainbow takes a deep breath.
>”I’m totally sure. All this is new and weird, but… it feels really good.” She sighs.
>Sunset and Fluttershy pull their hands away from you once they’re content Rainbow isn’t being mean anymore.
>A shame, too.
>You were getting used to having all these lovely girls comfort you.
>Oh well, you’ll have to settle for just one of your seven girlfriends at a time.
>Torture, truly.
>But you’ve been so distracted by the athlete’s body that it’s only now that you notice the pressure building in your loins.
>Your hands fall to Rainbow’s hips and hold them in place with a slightly firmer grip.
“I think I’m close, Rainbow.” You admit to her.
>She laughs gently.
>”’Bout time, dude. I came, like, three times already!”
>Huh.
>Looks like you were really distracted by her body.
“Well, then, here comes the grand finale!”
>Rainbow snickers a bit at your declaration, but she’s cut off by your firm, upward thrust.
>The pace you set is a bit faster, but she’s not about to let you outmaneuver her.
>She leans forward and grips your shoulders with the strength you expect from a star soccer player like her.
>Your entire body heaves as the two of you move in perfect synchronization
>Rainbow rolls her hips in a circle as you thrust more vigorously, forcing some very lewd gasps out of you.
>In return, you knead her breasts more vigorously and pinch her nipples greedily.
>Both of you hungrily rub and touch each other’s sweaty, heaving bodies while rocking back and forth on the carpet.
>Like you both sang earlier tonight, you share a duet with her in the form of moans and gasps.
>The pressure rises.
>You’re moments away from your seventh climax of the night.
>Your body feels hotter.
>Everything is so warm.
>You could melt ice with just your touch.
>Your vision goes blurry as your manhood reaches critical mass.
>It’s all so hazy.
>You inhale.
>You hold your breath.
>Both of you halt your pace for one, precious moment.
“Rainbow Dash~”
>That’s all you can say.
>You unleash a powerful torrent of your cum into Rainbow’s welcoming pussy.
>The purple stuff you were forced to guzzle down works its magic one last time as your entire body trembles, slumping down onto the carpet.
>You cry out with a mighty moan throughout the entire process of draining your balls.
>Ecstasy unlike anything you’ve felt before tonight washes over you, sapping every last ounce of strength from the body you’ve occupied all your life.
>Now you’re just a pile of flesh, muscle, and bone in the middle of Rarity’s bedroom.

>>41359439
>You did it.
>You accomplished the impossible.
>Sunset Shimmer, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle, and Rainbow Dash.
>Months ago, they seemed so far away from you.
>Like they occupied another world.
>But now, you’ve claimed all of them.
>One after another.
>You’ve shared a lover’s embrace with each of these seven incredible girls, each in their own unique, beautiful way.
>The lights above you are blocked out by the shadowy shapes of the girls looking over you.
>The sounds of their beautiful voices can only be heard as vague, muffled sounds.
>But they can’t be mistaken for anything else.
>They’re angels.
>They’re your angels.
>They’re carrying you off to heaven.
>In all honesty, you wouldn’t so much mind if you died right now.
>It would ruin the sleepover for the rest of the girls, but you couldn’t imagine how you could top what happened tonight.
>Your eyesight fades.
>Your eyelids begin to slide shut.
>Now, at long last, it’s time to go to sleep.
>...But then, right before your eyes fully shut, one particular voice speaks to you through the haze you’re surrounded by.
>Sunset Shimmer’s voice.
>”Don’t fall asleep just yet, we’ve got one last surprise for you~”

I'm gone for one fishing trip and the site shits itself. I'll respond to earlier replies here.
>To be fair we've had some hints at how well known this love octagon is at school with Derpy's odd comment and the fall formal recollections. But our source is an Anon that was committed to being clueless so everything will come as a surprise.
It was sort of touched upon earlier that Anon tried to suppress his romantic feelings towards the girls because he doesn't want to do anything that would risk hurting the best friendships he's ever had, which would result in him missing some fairly obvious signals.
>We know Rarity has himbo fashion plans for him
Does she ever!
>I'm quite enjoying the mix of amazon and girl next door blended into a "gentle femdom" with Rainbow Dash
Thank you! I knew I couldn't do a straight wrestling match because he already did that with Applejack, so I had to get a little more creative.
Twiggles has an entire journal filled with notes after tonight, I'll tell you that.
>>Finishing off the update with a notorious /mlp/ meme.
>Based.
I couldn't resist lel
It was only a matter of time until I stuck that into one of my greens.
>>41354710
Oh damn, he's really in for it now!
Seems like Anon's never gonna be able to escape those two, but I'm rooting for him anyway!

>>41359268
>what is catalog
>what is ctrl+f “slop”
Literally 2 simple steps

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>>41359049
That's hot
>>41359268
The thread died, so here are some of my recent lewd pony gens https://catbox.moe/c/vz99lv

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>>41359443
>”Don’t fall asleep just yet, we’ve got one last surprise for you~”
Do not go gentle into that good night Anon!
Ok I can admit I was apparently wrong about them about them surrounding him while asleep without leaving him a path to get up to pee. I was thrown off by how many times in the story the girls DID close in around him. But that was them reacting or going on instinct. I did NOT see a plan coming! Quite looking forward to it actually.
Oh I just thought of a request, if only because I have no idea if there's an established convention for this already. When you get around to part 2 of King of the Castle, could you put a link to that in the part 1 on ponepaste please?
Also nice finish with Rainbow Dash!
And somehow I was late to notice it was Twiggles that talked Anon into agreeing to 69! I've a feeling she's only started pushing boundaries. I also forgot to say that her openly admiring Anon looking like a high mileage whore was what led me to think she wanted to go last.

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HEY everyone. Do you share headcanons with the sole purpose of discussing them with like-minded anons? Pic related but Sci-Light does me good, even better when Sunset's the only one who knows and after MUCH shenaniganery realizes (you) aren't to blame.
>touch ST's hand
>nerd gets kinky with (you)
>it's bad
>really really bad
>her life flashes before her inner eyes
>ST is distraught, invasion of privacy and all
>doesn't want to see her for a while
>bacon gets angry at (you) because woman
>try to prove the other (you) are evil
>fails
>touches your hand without wanting to
>realizes it's her bestie who ran from one end of the city to the other to get pumped
This little story of mine in prose is almost finished but there's one """guy""" who constantly fucks with me. "No, this has to be a participle, no a plu perfect, no" FUCK yourself.

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How many stories do work on any given time?

>>41359634
>>41354251
?

>>41359946
>>68625583

>>41359948
Don't know why the link aint working, but the thread is on /trash/

>>41359948
>>41359958
>>>/trash/68625583
Here you go, newfag. Do you want a book about speeding apples up to light speed, too?

>>41359964
That would be cool

>>41359966
Soon. I plan on holding a TED talk in a different thread in a while before the tsunami hits. The books by Atkinson are cancerous without an introduction.

How many of you guys are actually in there >>41359964

>>41359977
Saved a bunch of pics just now

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>>41359948
This got me thinking:
How long from now would it have to be before /mlp/ reaches that post number? At least twenty more years? Thirty more years? Will the board even last that long?

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I don't know why married milfs turn me on so much. Not the ones that are unsatisfied with their lives, but the ones that are happily married with great children.

Ones that are initially oblivious to how sexy they are with bodies that are clearly ready to bear more children.

Ones that don't realize just how attractive they are until they see an erection in their vicinity.

Ones that should have no reason whatsoever to jeopardize their happy lives by fucking a horny young man that's around half their age and around their children's ages, but do anyway because their sudden carnal urges tell them to.

Ones that only give a superficial resistance to cheating before proceeding to do so at every opportunity out of an unknowingly repressed libido.

>>41360815
It feels like you're braking them into something they had yet to discover after a long time, while they have amazing bodies that were already proven fertile and are now very built for that, but usually get under-appreciated.

>>41360934
>braking
Breaking

>>41361027
Yeah I would

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Hot for teacher

>>41361184
Hard to pay attention to my notes with that juicy cleavage right there... Miss Cheerilee should know better than to hinder my learning!

>>41361274
She got rid of that pesky cleavage so you can concentrate on your studies
https://files.catbox.moe/glrepw.png

>>41361325
Damn, based.

>>41361184
>>41361325
UNF

>>41359940
What do you mean?

>>41362222
quads demands to know what he means

>>41359443
>What?
>How?
>Why?
>The pearly gates shut and the angels drop you from your arms, leaving you back on Earth.
>Lying flat on your back in the middle of Rarity’s bedroom, completely naked, and more exhausted than you’ve ever been in your life.
>Soreness courses through your entire body.
>Especially your thighs.
>Without that wonder juice or ambrosia or whatever, you really get to appreciate what Rainbow did to your legs when you were fucking her.
>Your legs are crying out in pain.
>”I never want to work again”, they say to you.
>”Neither do I” agrees your lower abdomen.
>”Go on without me, I’m beyond saving” Your dick gasps out, its words hauntingly resembling a death rattle.
>But it looks like you might have to ignore their cries for help.
>How could there be more to this sleepover thing?
>Was this some kind of cosmic punishment of some sort?
>Did you mope about being a virgin too much and God decided you needed to be fucked to death?
>Your mind swirls, but it’s like a weak vortex surrounding the drain in a kitchen sink.
>You can only manage to wonder one question: what else could there possibly be to surprise you with?
>At the very least, an answer shouldn’t be far away.
>Sunset’s right there, surely she’d be happy to provide some clarification.
>And it has to be a good surprise.
>Sunset HAS to have something prepared for you that you’ll like.
>Fluttershy, Applejack, Twilight, and the rest of the girls wouldn’t let her do anything hurtful to you.
>...But WOULD Sunset do something hurtful to you?
>The thought alone seems ridiculous.
>She set up this elaborate scheme to get you to have sex with the seven most kind and fun and beautiful young women at school.
>Nobody who would do that for you would want to hurt you.
>And what would she have to gain out of hurting you even if that was the case?
>It’s not like she’ll tell the girls that you’re sleeping around with them, they’re all fully in the know and fully consenting.
>Your head begins to hurt.
>Wondering this isn’t going to help.
>You need to work your mouth enough to ask the pertinent questions.
>So you get to work.
>You maneuver your arms into a position to lift your upper body.
>You then slowly sit up, ignoring the aching pain crying out for a good night’s sleep.
>You’re stronger than your body, you can do this.
>You’re the sum of your parts, your body is just one part.
>Before you know it, you’re sitting upright.
>Still naked, but sitting like you normally would.
>The light hurts your eyes.
>Even the gentle, comforting hues of violet and blue emitted by the mood lightning Rarity set up stings your corneas.
>It’s fine.
>You’re fine.
>You’ll live.
>Your lips part and your tongue reminds you how dry it is.
>That purple juice doesn’t do a great job of keeping things moist.
>Again, you’ll live.
“...What surprise?”

>>41362631
>The question comes out in a dry, raspy tone.
>As your vision clears, you see Fluttershy crouching beside you, holding a glass of water out for you.
>Your arm finds the strength to graciously take it from her and gulp down the ice cold water.
>It’s just the lubrication your throat desperately needed.
>The water also does a great job waking you up a bit.
“Thank you.” You whisper to her once you’re done drinking.
>Fluttershy nods empathetically and gently rubs your back.
>You carefully place the glass on the floor beside you and look up to find Sunset kneeling in front of you with a seductive smile on her pretty face.
“What, is Trixie or Lightning Dust waiting to burst in and announce she’s in on all this, too?” You ask her.
>Sunset giggles at your question.
>”No, it’s not that.” She assures you.
>”Good thing, too.” Rainbow mutters, embittered at the mention of Lightning Dust’s name.
>Behind Sunset, you spot Twilight with the aforementioned bottle of mouthwash in her hand, vigorously swishing around a mouthful of the stuff while Rarity touches up her makeup with a pocket mirror.
>It’s only now that you notice Applejack and Pinkie are supporting you from behind.
>Their touch is so gentle.
>It feels so nice.
“Well, then, what is the surprise?” You ask Sunset.
>Sunset’s expression falls a bit.
>She reaches out to stroke your cheek gently.
>”...Can we talk privately?” She asks you in a surprisingly soft tone.
>This catches you completely by surprise.
>You’ve never heard Sunset talk like this before.
>She’s always been somewhere between kind and supportive to weirdly flirty.
>Throughout the months you’ve known her, Sunset’s voice never really carried a tone of vulnerability.
>Certainly not tonight.
>But tonight’s been all about vulnerability, in a way.
>Physically and emotionally.
>Everyone’s still naked, after all.
>This adds even more intrigue to the question.
>You glance around at the rest of the girls to gauge their expressions.
>They’re all looking somewhere between confused and concerned.
>It doesn’t look like they’re in the loop on this.
>Now you’re much more intrigued.
>You turn back to Sunset, who’s still giving you that sympathetic look.
“...Yeah, of course.” You finally answer her.
>Sunset gives you a soft smile and holds out her hand for you.
>You slowly reach out and take her hand.
>She stands up and grabs onto your forearm with her other hand and hoists you back onto your feet.
>That sting you felt in your lower stomach returns in force, but Fluttershy, Pinkie, and Applejack kindly support your back as you stand up and find your footing.
>Once again, the hardest part is standing up.
>Only this time, your thighs are weaker than before.
>They’re complaining at you, but you’re deaf to their complaints.

>>41362635
>The girls carefully let go of you to let you stand on your own.
>Your legs threaten to fold beneath you, but through sheer force of will, you remain standing.
>But this isn’t something you can keep up.
>Sunset, still gingerly holding your hand, leads you out of Rarity’s bedroom and back into the hallway.
>She guides you down the hall and into the master bedroom.
>It’s too dark for you to take in the scenery, but you can’t imagine it’s more interestingly decorated than the bedroom you spent most of tonight in.
>Sunset shuts the door behind you and brings you over to the door leading to the balcony.
>You glance outside to assess the state of the fine town of Canterlot.
>It’s a winter wonderland.
>Snow continues to descend from the inky black void that makes up the sky.
>Each snowflake represents a unique, beautiful soul that travels across a world of falling temperatures and sinking suns to grace the material plane with its beauty.
>All the snowflakes gather to display their majesty in full as they coat the streets and buildings with their grand unity.
>There’s gotta be at least six inches of snow covering the town.
>If only this weather came to town yesterday.
>You could’ve gotten out of finals.
>...God, finals.
>That feels like an eon ago.
>But less than 24 hours ago, you were sitting in your History class like you always do.
>And slightly more recently, you were sitting with your friends at lunch like you always do.
>Little did you know, all seven of your friends had the hots for you.
>You were surrounded by lust and desire and you didn’t even know it.
>You were going about your school day like you always do, completely unaware of how much each of the girls wanted you.
>It’s a strange feeling to process.
>What isn’t strange is this silence.
>Normally you’d feel creeped out by being in a dark, silent, unfamiliar room.
>But tonight, the silence is a nice change of pace.
>You’ve been on such an emotional rollercoaster, making love with seven girls in a row, that taking a moment to just enjoy the silence makes for a real antidote.
>It’s so peaceful.
>”Lost in thought?” You hear Sunset ask you.
>You blink twice and turn back to face her with a sheepish chuckle.
“A little, yeah.” You admit, rubbing your eyes with a weak nod.
>Sunset gently laughs.
>”I don’t blame you. Today’s been one Hell of an adventure.”
>You take a moment to admire Sunset’s beauty.
>The soft lighting that the moon reflects onto Earth gently illuminates Sunset’s body, giving her an almost otherworldly flair of beauty.
>Her eyes seem to shine even more in the dark.
>But you’ve had plenty of time to admire her.
“So… what’s the matter?”
>Sunset’s smile fades a bit.
>”I wanted to talk about this privately so the rest of the girls don’t feel bad…”
>Oh, God, where is this going?
>She takes a deep breath.
>”...We haven’t been good friends to you.”

>>41362636
>An involuntary laugh forces its way out of your mouth.
>That’s what this is about?
>There was absolutely no way you could’ve seen that coming.
“Seriously?” You ask her, smiling like you’re expecting a punchline.
>Sunset, undeterred, solemnly nods.
>You scoff at such a ridiculous claim.
“Come on, Sunset, you girls are the best friends I could ask for!” You insist.
>”But what have we done for you?”
>Another curveball thrown your way.
>Your incredulous smile fades.
>Where’s all this coming from?
>This is one Hell of a mood swing for Sunset.
“What are you talking about?”
>Sunset shrugs.
>”You made friends with us all by doing things for us, and we haven’t done a lot for you in return. That’s not friendship, that’s servitude.”
>You open your mouth to protest, but Sunset continues.
>”I mean, you got close with Applejack by helping her study physics, you got close with Fluttershy by helping her at the animal shelter, you got close with Rarity by helping her with her skirt.”
“But Twilight helped me with geometry! And Rainbow helped get me into better shape in P.E.!” You counter her claims.
>Sunset sighs.
>”I know, I guess something about how you said helping us was your hobby in the hot tub rubbed me the wrong way.”
>You said that as mostly a joke, but there’s more truth in that than you care to admit.
>You just wanted to make the most of your wonderful friends that you’d leap to help them with whatever they needed.
>You think back on the semester.
>You hung out after school with the girls, you helped them with whatever they needed help with, and you indulged in their hobbies with them.
>You got more into fashion because of Rarity, you got into reading Daring Do because of Rainbow, and you started watching more Studio Ghibli because of Fluttershy.
>You’d leap to help Pinkie with whatever kind of party she’s organizing, you’d help Twilight sort through all her books and notes, you’d do all sorts of things with them without asking anything in return.
>...Were you being helpful, or just a doormat?
>”Hell, just look at tonight! This was supposed to be your special night where we showed you how much we like you, and all you’ve done is what we wanted to do!” Sunset continues.
>”You picked movies you thought WE would like and only ended up watching one, you were volunteered into karaoke, Rarity dressed you up in that skimpy outfit because that’s what she wanted, and I fed you that idea to skinny dip in the hot tub!”
>”And, God, even when we were having sex with you, all you did was what WE wanted to do! You called Fluttershy mommy because that’s what SHE wanted! You wrestled with Applejack because that’s what SHE wanted! You pretended to hide in the closet with Twilight because that’s what SHE wanted!”
>You sigh, casting your eyes downward.
>Why is she doing this?
>What if she’s right?

>>41362638
>Maybe it’s your time at Bullworth ingrained within you.
>Even with your friends, you’ll do whatever you’re told to do.
>...Is that why the girls like you?
>Are you just a pretty face and nice body wrapped around a complete pushover?
>No, that can’t be the case.
>It can’t be.
>The girls may have their shortcomings, but they’d never take advantage of someone to make themselves feel good.
“...Why are you telling me this?” You ask Sunset.
>Sunset gently holds both of your hands and gazes lovingly into your eyes.
>”Because we really do like you, Anon. We care about you a lot, and we want you to be happy and loved. As your friends, and especially as your girlfriends.” Sunset says to you.
>Sunset takes a step closer, intertwining her fingers with yours.
>”It kinda broke my heart when you said it doesn’t matter what you want. What you want DOES matter! It matters to all of us!”
>She lets go of your hands and turns around to produce a small, gift-wrapped box from somewhere in the darkness you couldn’t see.
>Before you could wonder what’s inside, Sunset opens it up to reveal the most beautiful flower you’ve ever seen.
>With fifteen petals colored in a brilliant crimson hue and tipped with a lovely violet color and a bright yellow center, you’ve never seen anything like it before.
>Or smelled anything like it.
>You don’t need to bring your nose up to it to know that its aroma is angelic and serene like nothing else on Earth.
>It’s almost glowing in the night.
>There’s something supernatural about it that you can’t put your finger on.
>Like it’s not from this world.
>”...The girls are down for a second round. Rainbow’s got energy for days, and the way you make love really gets the others all hot and bothered.” Sunset chuckles.
>Your dick stings at the thought of going again.
“What’s the flower got to do with this?” You cautiously ask her.
>Sunset softly laughs.
>”Eating this will give you the energy you need for one more round of sweet, sweet loving.”
>A chill runs down your spine.
“Sunset, will this show up on a drug test?”
>She laughs in that lovely way of hers again, then shakes her head.
>”It’s not any kind of drug.”
>She leans in with a grin.
>”...It’s a magic flower.” She whispers.
>You can’t help but laugh.
“Oh, is it, now?”
>”Mm-hm! If you eat this, it’ll make everything feel ten times as pleasurable. It’ll feel like you’re drowning in ecstasy~”
>It’s drugs.
>It’s absolutely drugs.
>You don’t know what kind, but it’s drugs.
>Sunset’s face turns more sincere.
>”We’ve still got time tonight for one last round. We’d totally understand if you want to go to bed, but we want you to go to bed feeling truly happy and loved. So, I wanna ask you again…”
>She brings the flower up to you.
>”...What do YOU want, Anonymous?”

>>41362639
>You open your mouth to answer her.
>You know what you want.
>You want to go to bed and finally get some rest.
>Getting to have sex with seven amazing girls in a row is enough of a dream come true, you don’t want to get greedy.
>But something stops you.
>Something within you.
>Something fiery.
>In that moment, the world freezes around you.
>The swirling snowstorm on the other side of the glass pauses like the eye of a hurricane passed over you.
>You have clarity.
>That feeling from before you skinny dipped with the girl returns.
>The feeling that everything from this semester-
>No, your whole life has been leading to this.
>Destiny.
>This is your destiny.
>No, you weren’t a doormat.
>The girls weren’t in control when you made love to them.
>You were.
>The aching you felt earlier almost vanishes from your mind.
>Divine power returns to your being.
>You’ve been bestowed upon an opportunity no mere mortal man would receive.
>No athlete, no musician, no bad boy at school was given what you were.
>You’re no mere high school student.
>You’re Elvis.
>You’re Superman.
>You’re Anonymous.
>Sunset sees this realization within you and grins widely.
“You know what I want, Sunset?” You ask her.
>”What is it you want, Anonymous?” She asks you, very eager to hear your answer.
>She knows what you’re going to say.
>But she wants to hear you say it.
>And you’re going to oblige her.
“I want all seven of you at once.”

>>41359822
>Do not go gentle into that good night Anon!
Don't worry, he won't!
>When you get around to part 2 of King of the Castle, could you put a link to that in the part 1 on ponepaste please?
Absolutely, I could just add "Continued in (link)" as the last line
>nice finish with Rainbow Dash!
Thank you! I was worried it was starting to get samey, so I'm very glad it landed well!
>somehow I was late to notice it was Twiggles that talked Anon into agreeing to 69! I've a feeling she's only started pushing boundaries
You know it. The dam's been broken with her, now she's way more comfortable with living out her fantasies with Anon

>>41362644
>“I want all seven of you at once.”
Well this should be interesting

>>41360611
Hopefully we can be free

>>41356564
>>41356595
>>41356638
>>41358273
>>41358506
>>41358623
>>41359635
>>41361184
>>41361325
Splendid AI booba

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>>41363605
Thank you anon

>>41359939
>Do you share headcanons with the sole purpose of discussing them with like-minded anons?
who doesn't.

>>41362222
Write one story. Get an idea for a new story and write it before returning to the first one. You know what I'm saying? Having pics help, but they also give new ideas for more. Currently I have seven open and need three more pics.

>>41363734
Amazing stuff.
Could we get one where her top is wide open? And another where she’s all the way topless? Thanks.
Let’s see those sexy nipples!

>>41363823
https://files.catbox.moe/pluo9j.png
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And the lewdest one yet

>>41362644
Ok that was a surprise. I had thought Sunset was as aware of the psychology of this situation as Anonymous is. On the other hand, double checking that participation is voluntary isn't a bad thing and has been a consistent feature in this story.
Now that I've mentioned the psychology of the story, I'd like to say it has been remarkably consistent! Kudos to CB on that!
Anonymous HAS hobbies of course. And we have seen that he has shared them with the girls. But they are the hobbies of an introvert and do not require more from the girls than listening or perhaps watching. That's because those hobbies kept him SAFE at Bullworth. The movies he chose were in his collection because HE liked them. (The movies were a good, if impromptu, boyfriend test. Or rather, a good way to show how much he cares about what the girls like and how he will treat them after they confess.)
>"But why did Anon just go along with the girls sex scenarios?" You might wonder?
That is... embarrassingly easy for me to answer. Anon believed (consciously) that having sex was a far off thing for him. Farther than high school. So he saw little point in thinking of specifics.
Still, the girls are GOING to be curious. My guess is they will hunt his porn stashes. Twiggles will succeed there.

>>41364241
whatever model/prompt you're using, it's producing some top tier slutty eye makeup

>>41364082
These are incredible! Thank you kindly prompter anon.

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>>41364285
The lora combo is good at eyes, and I always slap on an asston of eye/eye makeup tags. Eye makeup is a top tier lewdness enhancer
>>41364612
My pleasure

>>41363734
>>41364082
>>41364675
You really got me craving some cheerilee now

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>>41365000
It's good that you are not the only one with cravings

>>41358505
Cute and made for hotdogging

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I want to make a full mane 6 collage of these

>>41365053
Unf, this is so good. She’s so damn beautiful. Need me a fully naked Cheerilee from this pic if that’s not too much trouble. You’ve successfully gotten me in the mood to nut to this sexy teacher and this would be the final piece needed.

>>41365243
Have fun anon: https://files.catbox.moe/qhwqjk.png

Also finished the presenting bra set:
https://catbox.moe/c/n4luer

>>41365295
Based, thank you!

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Booba? Booba!

>>41365295
>>41365411
I knew I was gonna love this thread

>>41365053
jesas
i wanna plap her and watch that eye makeup getting smeared and running down

>>41364082
i'm gonna beat my meat and cum violently to these pics

>>41358505
nice
>>41365411
unf
>>41362644
>all seven
Oh, man, now it's happening.
Great update. I loved seeing Dashie's girly side last time too.
Trixie and Lightning Dust are gonna wish they were in on this once school is back in

>>41354710
This going to be updated next or the cookie one?

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Adagios clothes are a bitch to prompt

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>>41360934
I can't wait to see Anon subconsciously do this with the Apple milfs against his higher reasoning. He's too horned up, and pent up from what Cadance and Chrysalis did to him not to.

>>41366124
>>41366165
Unf, amazing

>>41366166
Same

>>41366165
Impressive!

>>41359443
>>41362644
Anon's balls are gonna be like raisins in the morning. At least RD finally got her turn before the 7v1.
>>41365984
Was actually working on BWB too but also this.
>>41354710
>You should have been out of here by now!
>But your body is quaking from crippling arousal.
>The cute sexy freckled girl with huge breasts locks eyes with you again.
>Those things are clearly natural.
>Her bikini top strains over them but does very little to mitigate the hormone-arousing jiggling that responds to her steps.
>Her fully displayed cleavage is deep enough to get lost in; spurts of cum might never return.
>Your cock is so erect that it might as well have sucked all the blood out of your brain and legs.
>”It’s okay!” Her voice stops you in your tracks as you realize another poolside chair was blocking you anyway. “You can sit there.”
>She thinks you accidentally took her chair.
>”I can sit here.” She falls back onto the chair next to you.
>As she does this, her huge soft breasts responsively jiggle so fucking much as she lands onto the rubber seat with a barely audible thud.
>They bounce and sway right after the impact, challenging this cute busty girl’s bikini top to stay on and in place the best it can.
>Which it managed to do.
>But this girl couldn’t cover up her beautiful exposed cleavage in that bikini top to save her life.
>The cold milkshake she was holding up against her own milkshakes must have been the cause of her decency-threatening nipple bulges to boast their erect stiffness through that fabric.
>You wish the urge to stare wasn’t so powerful…
>Having retreated back to the chair, you discover why your pants are so thin and doing basically nothing to hide your raging erection.
>You had no idea you were only in your swimming trunks from the waist down until now.
>While having been convinced in your mind you were wearing full on pants.
>You try to find a way to cover up your super boner that doesn’t make it obvious you’re hiding an erection.
>The nearest private place is too far away to get to without being seen like this by dozens of people.
>You swear you had your jacket with you earlier today.
>Did you leave it somewhere?
>Your erection has already reached critical mass and refuses to stop trying to tear out through your swimming trunks through sheer force alone.
>The cute busty girl giggles watching you slip out of your top and bunch it over your tent, already knowing why.
>And profusely apologizing after noticing how flustered and embarrassed you look.
>Neither of you have anything on but your swimsuits.
>There is nothing else but your shirt you took off to cover the evidence of your arousal.
>And both of your bodies being nearly naked right there next to one another with these hormones flying back and forth carries all sorts of tempting implications.

>>41367754
>”I’m so sorry. Is my… chest doing that?” She sounds very genuine about her tone, but is also genuinely unable to do anything about her assets having nothing else to cover them but that… bikini…
“It’s fine. I should go.” You get up with your shirt bunched over yourself as she laughs to lighten the mood.
>She clearly understands and isn’t mad at you, but also didn’t really know what to do about this.
>Likely didn’t even mind, seeing she didn’t appear to be actually bothered by you getting hard to her.
>But you… there’s a part of you that knew exactly what you wanted to do.
>And you actually leave for real this time.
>Back to your place you go.
>---
>You almost feel drugged.
>Something fucked up must of happened that flew under your radar.
>Why the fuck can’t you just fly out of here and get back to the world you wanna get to?
>Your legs can barely carry your weight across the streets, still lacking enough blood around your tibias and femurs to help them act as support beams for the rest of you.
>Might as well be hovering around like a ghost not being able to feel your legs like this.
>Lacking power over yourself as the sky gets darker and your head gets lighter.
>But at least you made it away.
>And kept your swimming trunks too.
>Bar the certainty that you lost.
>And the weakness you gained.
>Barging through your front door with a clumsy fumble that knocks the umbrella stand over.
>Your loose plane ticket flutters to the carpet like an autumn leaf.
>Hit the floor and listen to the lock click.
>It takes a little bit to get yourself back onto your feet.
>In apparent victory since your feet are on YOUR floor with your hands clenching YOUR plane ticket.
>A paranoid glare in your eyes locks onto the window where the metal hooks lock onto the latches at the command of your hands on the levers.
>This’ll keep you safe, right?
>The lights being turned on can’t be seen so well from the outside so long as the curtains are closed, but you’re more concerned about what the lights are illuminating below them.
>This concern turns the lights back off as the curtains stay closed.
>No one outside can see what’s happening in here.
>No eyes to feast upon your shame.
>You’ll just tell everyone it was only your own feet that made imprints onto your living room carpet.
>Which is true anyway.
>Hours go by.
>And anyone who might have spotted you out there would have certainly went on to secretly follow you back to here.
>Then strike when you were weak and naked in the bed.
>Which didn’t happen; even the girl you saw walking up to you hasn’t followed you back despite the fact she saw exactly where you were going.
>You feel dirty enough to be convinced she followed you back anyway.
>She clearly wasn’t even associated with Chryssy or Candy, so it looks like you’re in the clear.

>>41367757
>You turn off the TV screen, then finish cleaning up your DNA evidence up and get to sleep with the horny hopefully out of your system for good.
>Wondering why Candy and Chryssy didn’t even continue pursuing you.
~
>Candy and Chryssy exchange glances that bear the question “why isn’t anything happening?”.
>The guy they just barged their way into the hotel room of sets the container down, having clearly drank at least five full gulps of the aphrodisiac.
>It’s been FAR more than a few seconds, but there’s no change in his behavior.
>No bulge popping out from his pants, no hearts in his eyes, nothing.
>Chryssy is overwhelmed with confusion.
>”Is something wrong?” The guy shrugs, relieved that his insanely stupid decision to let them in hasn’t resulted in him waking up in a bathtub full of ice. “I mean, I guess if you were gonna rob me, you’d have done it by now, right? Is it because I don’t even have luggage?”
>”Well uhm… again… we just came back to get our uh… drink back.” Candy repeats, trying not to look worried.
>Both of them watch him closely, half-expecting a delayed reaction.
>But more and more minutes of talking normally result in no difference.
>”I’m so sorry, I didn’t know it was yours.” He clamps his hands before him apologetically with fingers locked. “I’m Wood Elf, by the way. I just switched rooms. To here.”
>”I’m Candy.” Candy reaches over and shakes his hand in the quick impromptu confrontation. “And this is Chryssy.”
>”I can introduce myself, thank you.” Chryssy smirks menacingly, mildly annoyed.
>”It’s probably a good thing we told you why we’re here before saying our names. Otherwise you’d probably assume we were called to the wrong room or something.” Candy jokes about how her and Chryssy’s names sound like escort names.
>How far from true would that even be, though?
>”Oh, it’s fine. I don’t get mixed up with anything like that. I’m poor as fuck anyway.” Wood Elf rolls along with it. “Nice to meet ya, though.”
>”So uh… you’re not feeing anything happening?” Chryssy questions.
>Wood Elf suddenly adopts a concerned expression on his face, eyeing the container he just drank from.
>”It’s not dangerous or anything.” Chryssy lies in affirmation, wondering why the aphrodisiac isn’t doing anything to Wood Elf. “Don’t worry. It’s just a really good drink I made myself.”
>Wood Elf’s eyes go from worried to intrigued.
>”Damn, you made this yourself?” Wood Elf asks. “You could start a business selling this stuff.”
>”…Not exactly.” Chryssy responds, still visibly flabbergasted.
>”Why not? This stuff is insanely delicious and you own the recipe, right?”
>”Yes but… it’s not doing what it’s SUPPOSED to do!” Chryssy balls her fists by her sides. “At least not to you.”

>>41367759
>”Well what is it supposed to do?”
>”Chryssy!” Candy half-shushes her captor.
>Chryssy comes back down from her state of angry disbelief and realizes what she should refrain from saying.
>”It’s uh… it’s supposed to make your voice higher. For singing.” Chryssy immediately concocts a lie to go with the aphrodisiac she’s more or less sure simply lost its effect in that container this time.
>Wood Elf peers down at the container in confusion. “Wouldn’t I have to like… I dunno, make it into a mist and then breathe it in? In order for it to go into my windpipe and not my esophagus?”
>”It’s complicated, okay?” Chryssy snarls with her sharp teeth failing to hide themselves. “Thanks for guessing, though.”
>”I’m just wondering.” Wood Elf responds. “I’m no scientist anyway. Just kinda curious, because this stuff is tasty as hell either way. Sorry I didn’t get a chance to ask if it was yours”
>Chryssy has to ease her breathing. “Alright, look. I’m not mad you drank it up. I can always brew some more.”
>”Does it cost anything? I might have a couple of spare bucks to buy some for the road. Eh… well later, since I’m in this room for another week.”
>”I won’t be doing that any time soon. Just, please give the rest back.”
>”Of course.” Wood Elf hands it over without hesitation. “You mean you’re not gonna pour the rest out or anything? I drank right out of it.”
>”We don’t mind.” Candy jumps in. “She and I share drinks all the time.”
>”Well, I know I don’t have anything you can catch, but still feel like it’s fair to mention from my end.” Wood Elf is surprised these two weren’t even concerned about that.
>”Don’t worry, we figured you don’t have cooties.” Chryssy lowers her eyelids sarcastically, having expected this guy to be the one to get cooties from the aphrodisiac.
>”I… didn’t mean that. I meant like… STDs or something.” Wood Elf clarifies.
>”We know.” Chryssy’s sarcastic tone grows colder.
>”Sorry, I just wanna make sure I’m clear and serious so I don’t make you think you got anything from me, and then I get sued or some shit.”
>”You won’t.”
>”Alright then.”
>Chryssy and Candy leave the hotel room with the remainder of the aphrodisiac.
>They stride down the hallway, examining the vibrant contents of the container and wondering what apparently made it stop working.
>”Well he was a bit quick to drink this much of it for a guy who’s that paranoid about getting sued.” Candy states after making it to a secluded stairway corner with no one around to eavesdrop. “Something’s off about him. I think he’s pretty suspicious.”
>”Well there’s nothing else we could have left behind that would put the heat on us. Just this.” Chryssy holds the container up and lets the contents splash around in there to the shaking of her hand holding it.

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>>41367762
>”Do you think he’s one of… you know?” Asks Candy.
>”He’d have known what this was if he was one of them.” Chryssy reminds Candy. “Anyway, this stuff clearly became a dud or something. Which means it must not have worked on Anon either. Which means we’ll just have to sneak onto Anon’s flight somehow and figure something else out.”
>”When did you most recently use it?”
>”Before yesterday? About a week ago. This stuff never goes bad as a drink itself, I just put it in the fridge so people think it’s fruit punch or something, which unfortunately almost backfired just now.”
>”Maybe a ‘do not drink, this is mine’ label would do the trick for that.”
>”Whatever, let’s get a new room already.”
>---
>On Monday night, your place is empty and a plane leaves the runway.
~
>>41366166
>>41359459
It's on now.
>>41356435
I'll make that happen separately.
>>41365295
>>41365053
>>41365000
>>41364082
>>41363823
>>41363734
>>41361184
>>41361325
I'm gonna make the Cheerilee part of update related stay entirely in its own paste page now specifically because of this. Because I'm adding to it. The link will still be there in VQC, though. I'll just do the same thing I did with the scenes with the M6's mothers in VM.

>>41367767
>Character doesn’t get horny off of horny drink
>Chrysalis gets mad at him really fast
kek

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>>41367767
>It's on now.
And I can't wait! Apple Dumpling's ample dumplings need Anon's attention!

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>>41365053
Any chance of some Gloriosa in this style? It makes my peeepee twitch.

>>41368327
>>41368327
I am stuck on mobile for a few days, but I'll make some outrageously lewd gloriosas when I'm able

>>41368372
NTA but based you are

>>41366124
>>41366165
Nice

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>>41368125
List of Apple women (that I can find);
Apple Brown Betty
Apple Cobbler
Apple Dumpling (Older)
Apple Fritter
Apple Honey
Apple Leaves (Older)
Apple Top
Aunt Orange (Older)
Candy Apples
Florina Tart
Gala Appleby
Jonagold
Marmalade Jalapeno Popette
Perfect Pie
Red Gala
Red June

>>41369049
Those older Apple women (starting with Apple Dumpling) are gonna drain Anon dry, even with him being doped up on aphrodisiac.

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Any suggestions?

>>41369151
More mane 6 milfs, please. In tight, revealing slingkinis.

>>41369151
Thick>>41369184

>>41369184
you sure do love your milfs, huh? Will work on it

>>41369529
Thanks!

>>41367754
BWB?

>>41368827
cute and sexy heart outfit

>>41369151
this is my favorite one so far, cool drawing

>>41362644
>Sunset is thrilled by your answer.
>She throws her arms around you and plants a big kiss on your cheek.
>The weakness of your body is brought back to center stage as you almost fall backwards onto the floor of the master bedroom, but you’re strong enough to stand your ground and gratefully return the hug.
>As she snuggles into the crook of your neck and happily giggles, you realize what a nice contrast a simple hug makes compared to the past… however long of nothing but sex and debauchery.
>There’s a certain kind of trust that comes with a hug.
>Sex is everywhere these days.
>People get drunk and party and sleep with whoever looks nice through the filter of alcohol coating their eyes.
>People go out and sleep with the first person to give them the time of day in the wake of a bad breakup.
>People sneak out behind their partner’s back and sleep with someone fun but low commitment to spice up their dull life.
>But a hug…
>A hug is more trusting.
>More sincere.
>Sex can be performed without getting any messy emotions involved, but it’s much harder to hug someone noncommittally.
>To completely surrender your body to the grasp of someone else with only the hope of them surrendering themselves to you in return.
>No pleasure beyond the warmth of their body wrapped around yours.
>It’s so innocent.
>Tender, sincere love.
>It’s something you only appreciate now, after having gone all the way in seven different ways.
>...What the Hell are you talking about?
>You’re about to have an orgy and you’re thinking about hugging?
>Sunset brings you back to what you just got yourself into by patting you on the back and pulling away from you, looking incredibly excited.
>She’s still carefully holding that “magic” flower in her hands.
>It could be drugs, it could be real magic, it doesn’t matter.
>Being a teenager is all about being reckless and having fun like you’re invincible.
>The consequences of mixing drugs and alcohol is something only middle-aged people working white collar jobs have to worry about.
>Not you.
>Not Anonymous.
“So I just… eat it?” You ask Sunset.
>”It’s as simple as that!” Sunset cheerfully confirms.
>You reach out to grasp the magnificent flower.
>Just from the way your fingers graze across its vibrant petals, you can tell there’s something… magical about it.
>The energies embedded within its rectangular cells subtly seep into your skin, infecting you with an almost eerie warmth.
>Almost like a warning that you shouldn’t do this.
>Fuck that.
>Sunset wouldn’t feed you anything that could hurt you.
>Not after she organized all of tonight in your honor.
>You take the flower into your hands and bring it to your mouth.
>The weirdly sweet smell you sensed before is much more prominent now.
>It’s an indescribably seductive scent.

>>41370840
>Even though the flower’s in your hands, Sunset gingerly holds your hands in place.
>Her soft, slender fingers trace along your hands, subtly helping you bring the flower to your lips.
>Your mouth opens just enough for one one of the petals to pass through your lips and flirt with your eager tongue.
>It’s even more sweet than you thought it would be.
>Your nose did very little to prepare you for how overwhelming the taste would be.
>The slightest bit of contact made fills your mouth with the flavor of this strange flower.
>You can’t help but recoil a little bit.
>”Remember, only if YOU want to, Mr. Star of the Show.” Sunset reminds you.
>Her tone…
>Still strangely sincere.
>She’s never acted like this before tonight.
>What’s her game?
>...You don’t care.
>It’s like she said.
>What matters right now is what you want.
>And what you want is all seven of your girlfriends at the same time.
“I want to.” You reaffirm.
>So you take the dive.
>You stuff the flower into your mouth and chew on it before the taste really sinks in.
>The reaction is almost instant.
>Its taste is incomparable to anything you’ve ever tasted before.
>Your mouth almost goes numb through the sheer force of the taste.
>It’s an explosion of new sensations.
>Your third eye was just opened, and it’s in your mouth.
>And it only gets stronger with each passing second.
>A lesser man would’ve spit it back out and made a beeline to the nearest bottle of mouthwash, but you’re bolder than the average man.
>You clamp your mouth shut and force your mouth to really mix the possibly unholy plant with your saliva.
>Then, with all your might, you use your tongue to bring the moist clump of flower to the back of your mouth and swallow it with one strong gulp.
>You gasp for air the moment your mouth is emptied, save for a few small leaves.
>Then it really hits you.
>Time slows around you.
>Your body succumbs to a strange semi-numbness that makes moving your arms feel like you’re underwater.
>Your breathing slows down significantly, like you’re going through the motions of taking deep breaths while not actually working your lungs much more.
>The street lights of downtown Canterlot have a certain extra shine to them.
>The colors of the wintery landscape outside seem to melt together into a kaleidoscopic array of hues and shades you’re confident you’ve never seen before.
>And your skin…
>You feel… everything.
>You feel every strand of the wool rug against your feet.
>You feel every molecule of air bounce off your bare skin.
>Even Sunset’s breathing, you feel the gentle exhales displace the air surrounding you two.
>Every little sound that could possibly be heard, from the sound of the house settling to your own slow breathing is amplified a multitude of times, but not to the point of hurting your ears.

>>41370844
>Your brain feels like it should be dizzy, like you’re about to lose your balance and fall over at any moment, but your stance is as firm as it was before you ate the weird flower.
>In fact, you feel great.
>The imaginary water you’re submerged in is a hot tub.
>The soreness and aching you’ve been suffering through has, as literally as possible, melted away completely.
>You feel a dozen years younger.
>Your body’s been unburdened by the mess of chemicals and hormones that come with being a teenager.
>You take a single step backward to get acclimated to this incredible miasma only to be bombarded by your every sense screaming at you.
>No, not screaming.
>Singing.
>”Thank you”, your senses of feel and sight and taste sing.
>”Thank you for bringing us this wonderful feast of sensations.”
>You don’t care if you just took drugs.
>Nothing that feels this good could possibly be bad for you.
>”Looks like it kicked in~” Sunset slyly notes, glancing downwards at your lower half.
>Her words wrap such a lovely silk ribbon around you.
>But you follow her eyes downward to find your dick fully erect.
>Ready for action as if it didn’t already have seven tours of duty tonight.
>You were so trapped in feeling everything else that you never even noticed.
>Where’s this flower been all your life?
“Uh… yeah…” You breathily whisper with your eyes barely open.
>Sunset giggles in that irresistibly sexy way of hers and struts closer to you.
>Her orange skin and red and yellow hair sway so hypnotically before you.
>”You ain’t felt nothing yet~” She whispers to you.
>She gently brushes her fingers down your cheek.
>The simple gesture sends waves of pleasure throughout you.
>You can’t help but moan a little.
>You’re frozen in place, but you wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.
>Then Sunset leans in and reunites your lips with hers.
>Fireworks.
>You feel so warm.
>So exciting, yet so comfortable.
>Sunset’s lips infect you with her warm, fiery love.
>Now you’re breathing faster.
>You’re dripping with desire.
>Your arms wade through the thick air to hold Sunset’s waist, heating you up even more.
>Your mouth opens just enough for her to slip her tongue inside, but she never does.
>Instead, Sunset pulls away from you.
>You want more.
>Your feelings guide you to lean forward for another kiss, but Sunset’s too far away.
>”Don’t get too carried away now, you’ve got six other girls who can’t wait to make you feel loved!” Sunset cheekily reminds you, sashaying towards the door.
>Seven girls at once.
>Seven beautiful young women at the same time.
>That’s what you said you wanted.
>...What did you get yourself into?
“You… you sure the girls will want to do this?” You softly ask Sunset.

>>41370847
>You take a couple steps forward and try to ignore your senses crying out at the stimulation of simply walking.
>”Absolutely! They really like you, you know! And they all knew they were gonna have to be comfortable with being SO close with each other when it came to sharing you!” Sunset chipperly answers.
>You stumble to a stop.
“Really, that much?”
>Sunset nods with a smile.
>”Really, really! You’re their weakness, after all!”
>Wait, what?
>The way she said that brings you back to the surface and out of your lustful haze.
>You stumble forward and step slightly in front of Sunset.
“Wait, wait, what do you mean by that?”
>Sunset turns around with that eerily sinister look on her face.
>”These girls are crazy about you, Anon. You’ve brought out sides of them that not even they knew they had. And they’ve been waiting ever so long to show you how much they like you. Believe me, there’s nothing they want more than to get their hands, lips, and other parts of themselves all over you~”
>Sunset has such a way with words.
>Each little syllable dances around you like you’re a blazing inferno at the center of a Pagan ceremony.
>The little musical notes in her voice only entrances you further.
>You want to question her further, why she specifically used the word “weakness”, but you sink back down to how amazing everything feels too quickly to do so.
>Sunset simply brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear to put you back under this intoxicating spell.
“Okay… okay…” You gently sigh.
>”But don’t take my word for it, stallion! Let them show you just how much they like you~” Sunset teases you right before opening the door back into the hallway.
>The motion-activated night lights plugged in near the floor immediately invade your vision as if they’re magnificent spotlights in a gaudy stage show in Las Vegas.
>They don’t burn so bright as to hurt your eyes, you just feel so drawn to them.
>You shamble forward and follow Sunset out into the hall, where you find Twilight and Fluttershy waiting for you two, looking faintly anxious.
>Do they know about the flower?
>They didn’t know what Sunset talked with you about, from how they reacted earlier.
>You try to appear as collected and casual as you can, despite your nudity and amazing buzz.
>...Twilight and Fluttershy…
>They’re so beautiful, and still nude.
>A pairs of lovely souls and flawless bodies, fully open for you.
>Only you are allowed to bask in their pristine beauty.
>Their mere presence is enough to coat your body in more of that delectable warmth of love and passion.
>You shudder a little, thinking about what’s to come.

>>41370849
>”Is everything okay?” Twilight nervously asks Sunset, glancing at you briefly but averting her gaze with pre-emptive guilt.
>You should step in to assuage these concerns.
“Yeah, everything’s fine, we were just talking about… what’s gonna happen next.” You answer, realizing partway through your sentence that you’re gonna have to come clean about what you told Sunset.
>This only arouses more concern from the two girls.
>”What’s gonna happen next?” Twilight asks you and Sunset.
>”Are you okay, Anon? You seem kind of… off.” Fluttershy notices.
>Looks like you weren’t doing a good job hiding it.
>You try to take a deep breath and calm yourself down enough to answer properly.
>Sunset fields that question by grinning and leaning in conspiratorially.
>”He ate the flower~” She whispers to them.
>Both girls softly gasp, their eyes widening in shock.
>Looks like Sunset told them about the “magic” flower.
>”He did?” Fluttershy softly asks Sunset, her eyes now firmly locked on your body for any sign of discomfort.
>You nod slowly to answer her, and Sunset nods more eagerly.
>”Watch this!” Sunset says to them right before planting a big kiss on your cheek.
>You can’t help it, you audibly moan and your entire body shudders in response to the romantic gesture.
>That warm, safe feeling of ecstasy returns to soak your entire body in its embrace.
>Even after Sunset pulls away from the brief cheek kiss, your body gently trembles.
>Your soft breaths are intertwined with gentle, lewd whimpers.
>Please, Sunset.
>Please don’t keep teasing me.
>”Oh geez, he really did eat it…” Twilight mutters with an awkward chuckle.
>Fluttershy’s hands are clasped in front of her mouth, but her eyes are still locked on your nude body.
>Such brazen behavior from her, you never thought you’d see anything like that from her.
>You want her.
>You want Twilight.
>You want Sunset.
>You want them all.
>”How does it feel?” Twilight carefully asks you.
>You take a deep, shaky breath.
>That’s not an easy question to answer.
>Words really can’t do this justice, but you’re going to try.
“...It’s like the universe is hugging me.” You sigh dreamily.
>That’s the best you can do.
>”I can only imagine…” Twilight whispers.
>Her hand reach out to touch you, but Sunset guides her hand out of the way.
>”Would you girls please help me get him back into Rarity’s room? He might die of touch starvation if we don’t do something!” Sunset asks them, taking your hand in hers.
>You can’t speak anymore, all you can think about is how much you want to be touched and held and kissed.
>You’ve put in your work tonight, you’ve earned this.
>The two other girls nod quickly and hurry to help you make your way down the hall.
>Fluttershy takes your other hand and Twilight carefully supports your back as you walk the short distance from the master bedroom to Rarity’s bedroom.

>>41370852
>Their hands…
>Their soft, delicate hands…
>So warm, so loving.
>They really do care about you.
>You barely recognize the doorway you pass through, everything’s fading into a beautiful collage of colors and lights.
>Fluttershy and Twilight slowly let go of your body once you’re in the middle of Rarity’s bedroom, then Sunset guides you carefully to sit down on the carpet.
>The addictive warmth of their touch remains within you.
>Through your haze, you look around the room to recognize the familiar, beautiful shapes before you.
>Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Fluttershy, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Sunset Shimmer.
>All of them as naked as you are.
>You can’t help but stare.
>Your mouth hangs open slightly as you breathe heavily, thick with lust.
>As if your fully erect manhood wasn’t proof enough of your deep, fiery arousal.
>The mood in the room shifts around you, you can almost taste the change.
>The way your body heaves with every breath, the lust in your eyes, the longing in each breath you take, it’s as clear as day to all the girls that you ate the magic flower.
>”We’re so lucky to have you in our lives, Anon. Aren’t we, girls?” She compliments you in a sing-songy voice, turning the focus to the other girls.
>”Are we ever!” Pinkie is quick to agree, leaning forward to present her supple chest while blatantly eyeing you up and down.
>”Mm-hm…” Fluttershy bashfully adds while twiddling her thumbs, although the way she admires your body is less bashful.
>”We just LOVE how a kind, caring soul like yours is wrapped in such a delicious body~” Sunset continues, strutting behind Rainbow and Rarity.
>”Delicious, indeed~” Rarity purrs, batting her eyes at you.
>”Y-Yeah, you’re pretty hot…” Rainbow admits in an embarrassed tone.
>Her arousal shines through in the subtle wavering of her legs.
>Music to your ears.
>You hear the subtle and not-so-subtle desire in their voices.
>Sunset’s clearly having a lot of fun with this.
>She traces a finger across Rainbow’s and Rarity’s shoulders as she struts over to Applejack and Twilight.
>”It’s just so intoxicating how you can bring out the best in us… and the worst in us~” Sunset compliments you in a sultry tone, holding Twilight’s shoulder with one hand and Applejack’s shoulder in another to get them to loosen up.
>”You could say that again…” Twilight sheepishly agrees, too flustered to make direct eye contact with you.
>”You’re the best kind of trouble to get into, Anon~” Applejack flirts with you, using her southern accent to add some extra spice to her words.
>”And we wanna get into all sorts of trouble with you~” Pinkie giggles, falling to her knees and crawling towards you.
>”To be frank, it was rather rude of you to hold out on us poor girls for so long, Anonymous. We’ve been absolutely stewing in our juices waiting for you~” Rarity playfully scolds you while swaying her hips for you.

>>41370856
>You can read their bodies like an open picture book.
>You’re almost choking on all the sexual tension.
>”Now, now, be nice to him! He was only trying to be polite and respectful by not making any bold moves!” Sunset lightly scolds Rarity as she crouches beside you.
>”And even tonight, he’s been so respectful as to spend all his efforts making US feel beautiful, that I don’t think we truly appreciated him!” She continues, then lightly stroking your hair.
>You shiver at her light touch.
>Her fingers graze across your hair like her hands belong to a master seamstress.
>”The bath earlier was a great idea, he’s absolutely glowing now!” Sunset continues, her fingers still flirting with your hair.
>”Just look at how pretty his hair is…”
>”And his skin, too…”
>Sunset slowly drags her fingers down your cheek, forcing a small pleasurable whimper out of you.
>”And his beautiful singing voice, along with those luscious lips…”
>Sunset’s hand travels down to your chest and stomach, heaving with every lewd breath you take.
>”And his amazing body…”
>You try to bite your lip to stifle the sounds of your shaky breathing, but it’s no use.
>Her hand slides over your arm and to your hand, gracefully taking it in hers.
>”Not to mention his hands! He has such a gentle touch, and a firm grip~”
>Sunset’s hand finally reaches where your legs meet your waist.
>”Oh, but let’s not forget his magnificent manhood! Aren’t we lucky, this organ of his might have been perfectly designed for our pleasure~”
>She drags her index finger down the length of your mass.
>It feels amazing.
>You’re forced by flower power to openly pant and gasp in pleasure.
>You look away from Sunset teasing your body to see how the girls are reacting to all this.
>They’re enthralled.
>Rainbow’s still feeling what you two shared, so her legs tremble a little more noticeably as she bites her lip and blushes intensely.
>Applejack tries to hide what she’s feeling by looking away, but her shaky breathing and the way her hand lightly rubs at her lower stomach completely give her away.
>Twilight, in comparison, isn’t even trying to hide how much she wants to get her hands on you as her eyes intently follow Sunset’s hands as they tour your nude body.
>Fluttershy’s arms obscure her body to hide as much of the fire within her as possible, but her little musical, breathy whimpers ring out like sirens to your sensitive ears.
>Rarity isn’t bothering with hiding her arousal; she’s swaying her hips from side to side and licking her lips in anticipation with half-lidded eyes.
>Pinkie is putting her previous displays of arousal to shame; she’s openly panting like a dog and absolutely vibrating with barely-contained lust.

>>41370857
>So many eyes on you, burning you with their gaze.
>The gentle glisten of the arousal between their legs shines in the light like liquid diamonds.
>You’re trapped at the bottom of this ocean of lust and pleasure, your body being crushed by the extreme atmospheric pressure.
>”We want you, Anon.” Sunset grins.
>”We really do.” Twilight trembles.
>”We really, REALLY do.” Pinkie pants.
>Fluttershy and Rarity wordlessly close in on you.
>Their nude bodies are absolutely radiating heat and lust.
>Rainbow and Applejack are losing their composure, but so are you.
>You’re salivating more than you ever have before.
>The air molecules around you move with greater speed, jostled around by raw sexual tension.
>You almost don’t want to imagine what’ll happen if you get touched like this.
>But you do want this.
>More than you’ve ever wanted anything before.
>This is it.
>This is what everything has been leading to.
>The six girls surrounding you are now mere inches away from making contact.
>Each and every one of them is on a hair trigger from losing themselves to the moment.
>So many hands, eager to hold.
>So many lips, eager to kiss.
>So many bodies, eager to join with yours.
>Pinkie and Fluttershy crouch the closest to your face.
>Rarity and Applejack eye your chest and stomach longingly.
>Rainbow and Twilight have their lustful gaze on your fingers.
>Standing behind them all like a true ringleader, Sunset’s lips curl into a wicked grin.
>”Let’s get him, girls.”

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Man, this update ended up being way longer than I thought it would be, but it needed the setup. We're at the grand finale!
>>41367767
Candy and Chryssy make for a great comedy duo, I could read a whole greentext about their love/lust related misadventures without Anon being involved at all.
Ideally without being Anon involved, actually. Poor guy's really going through it right now.
>Anon's balls are gonna be like raisins in the morning.
That's a problem for Tomorrow Anon. Tonight Anon is focused on having a good time.
Great update!
>>41362852
Oh, it will be!
>>41364266
Thank you! I mentioned before that I wanted Anon getting with all seven girls at once to feel earned, so I placed a lot of emphasis in the early part of the story on why the girls would like Anon that much, focusing on his personality and psychology. There's a little bit of leeway I gave myself with Sunset's shenanigans helping him get to that goal, but I didn't want to be wholly reliant on that.
>Anon believed (consciously) that having sex was a far off thing for him. Farther than high school.
Definitely. Anon's thought to himself earlier in the story that he'd be lucky to date any of them, and he wouldn't have pegged any of the girls as the type to put out on the first date. In his mind, best case scenario would realistically be getting to first base with one of the girls.
>My guess is they will hunt his porn stashes. Twiggles will succeed there.
I don't know, Pinkie can be a real sleuth
and Fluttershy could just ask Anon what his fetish is
>>41365716
Thank you! Dashie's girly side is always fun to explore, especially after everything she and Anon have been through. It may be a fairly obvious thing to go to with writing her, but it always gets to me.
>Trixie and Lightning Dust are gonna wish they were in on this once school is back in
Them, and maybe more than a few other girls...

>>41369676
Bros With Benefits.
I linked it last thread too. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/554727/bros-with-benefits
>>41370890
Great update, man. I'll post mine tomorrow as to not get in the way of yours.
I've put the first part of the update on Ponepaste for now as a teaser.
It starts at line 2986 with:
>It's time to get off of the plane.

All for now.

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>>41367754
>>41367757
Dear God, if this is how Anon will be with a busty girl, he'll probably end up creaming himself in the spot when he's at Sweet Apple Acres with a MILF like >>41368125.

>>41371060
Oh shit, guess I should link the paste too, my bad.
https://ponepaste.org/8206
I probably shouldn't post when nearly passing out.
>>41370860
I should have said this in the last post, but them all closing in on Anon eyeing different parts of him is a great touch. Like they're about to (metaphorically) gobble him right up.
I'll reply to more posts once I'm less drowsy.

>>41368372
Are you the same anon who generated those Celestia and Wallflower pics here a few months ago?

>>41370860
>Your third eye was just opened, and it’s in your mouth.
That is going into the ever-growing collection of great lines from this story! I'm going to have to compile a list soon, I can tell.
And yeah I completely forgot about Pinkie's wildcard factor. A comedian I once saw said that men do a FANTASTIC job of hiding the porn stash.. and then they fall asleep with the tape in the vcr. I'm to old to know if teens would keep porn on their phone, but that's the first thing that will be inspected. Some of the girls would get on his computer and be like "I can't find a porn folder. Closest thing is called pron and that can't be it.." And I understood and appreciated the spoilered reference!
But Anon's porn is on the list of things that boyfriends and girlfriends should discuss. In my mind Anon should straight up offer to delete it. I mean.. 7 girlfriends? When would he even have the time or energy for porn from a practical standpoint? And being honest, it's very easy to get porn if things don't work out.
Switching topics. I had mentioned before that I had an idea for a non-erotic side story where the Crusaders grill Anon with the intention of approving or not approving of the new boyfriend in the manner that friends and family often do. My question is, would such a story go here in Fingerbang because of the link with King of the Hill, or is it better presented in another thread?

>>41367963
>>41367767
This made me realize something.
Wood Elf also appears in Venus’s Mercy as a competitor to Anon. If this fic established magic and aphrodisiacs clearly don’t work on him, that means the Anon in the other fic never could have had the upper hand against him anyway, but that also means neither does Cadance or Harshwhinny.
I think Wood Elf will play a huge role in stopping Chrysalis because of the unique position he’s in. I think Chrysalis got mad because she’s probably afraid of this. Would be great foreshadowing if true.

>>41369151
Glori "nervous wreck got this" Daisy

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>>41370404
Thanks! I am planning to do all of the main girls like that, just because its simple and easy

>>41372171
I actually was drawing her for the previous thread just never finished it

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>>41372369
Speaking of

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>>41372633
thats it for now

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>>41372640
>>41372633
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>>41372369
these give me strong vibe of this thus making you a man of (ancient) culture

>>41372369
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>>41372633
>>41372640
Lovely work

>>41371480
Dashie knows what matters

>>41373261
>>41373265
Most anons want the many hot girls attending these schools which is fine.
But me? I want the sexy principals!

>>41373609
High test post

>>41371747
I also need to post when I am less tired.
If my story is better presented in another thread, then which one is suggested?
And because I can't go for to long without trying to tell a joke, I want to suggest that Anon's penis has a proper name.
Destiny!
I mean I think every time in the story he thinks "This is destiny!", he happens to be naked so..

>>41367767
>It's time to get off of the plane.
>Extremely late on a Friday night, the wheels land onto the runway.
>What a long flight this has been, and the entire inside of the plane has been dark for the entire final leg of the flight over to here.
>Chryssy's eyes give off a slight green glow into the darkness, while Candy's eyes are shielded by a sleep mask.
>The inside of the cabin has been cramped and dark, but comfy regardless.
>And quite quiet due to most of the travelers being asleep.
>The small lights lining the aisle guide the way for the stewardesses.
>An echo's survival is impossible inside of here with how little non-soft surfaces there are lining the boundaries of this long, cramped, crowded and comfy space.
>Candy should have known she wouldn't have enough time to finish the entirety of her beauty sleep here, but she can continue it in the hotel room after Chryssy helps her get back to it.
>Chryssy is unfazed by the lights slowly turning on with the soothing voice sounding over the intercom informing of the reached destination.
>She sits with one leg crossed over the other, gazing out the window at the theater of airport lights that feature the runway and countless other orange and white and blue glows that speckle the blackness of night.
>She wishes the lights turning on didn't help her reflection against the glass ruin this view.
>Candy groans and shifts around in her seat, not wanting to leave the cushiony confinement for another five minutes (or hours).
>"I know you're tired, sweetie." Chryssy strokes the side of Candy's smooth face. "We can go straight to bed once we get to the hotel room".
>Candy lifts her sleep mask slightly to catch a glimpse of Chryssy smiling over at her, one sharp tooth poking out from her upward-curving lips.
>"We're almost there, baby. We gotta get up now." Chryssy says to her.
>---
>After several obstacles for Candy's return to her beauty sleep, the two wait at a murky bus station lit by dim lime green-yellow over the bench surrounded by tatters of newspapers.
>Chryssy holds a soda she managed to steal from a vending machine unnoticed.
>Listening to the hum of a nearby street lamp that should be drowned out by an approaching taxi soon enough.
>The asphalt of the road shows through the reflections of light that it just finished raining.
>A post-rain mist dances its way down the length of this long rugged reflection.
>Candy curls herself up into a ball on the bus station bench, barely able to keep her eyes open.
>Chryssy places a hand on Candy's knee.
>"We're almost there."
~
>It's dark inside of the taxi sparing a couple of dim ceiling lights that aren't bright enough to keep Candy awake.
>She rests her head against the window, already fixing to begin snoozing again as Chryssy longingly gazes out the window at the street lights passing by the vehicle.
>How many nights in her life has she been faced with this same scenery?

>>41374208
>Street lights illuminating the darkness of the world she has no proper home in.
>Their glow would always show the way that was paved for her, lighting it up beneath her feet from different angles as Chryssy's many shadows paint a picture of all the directions she could choose to go in.
>Some of the shadows overlap.
>Some of them are all alone.
>This changed the further she would walk down the streets of the bed neighborhood she grew up in.
>In spire of all of these situations Chryssy would find herself in, she's now comfortably resting her legs inside the back of a taxi cab she paid for with stolen money.
>Only in her mind, she smokes an imaginary cigarette, still catering to her own playful side as the droplets on the window she peers through reflect mini images of the cool street outside.
>All those dark and dangerous streets out there being so nonchalantly passed right now... and none of them would have been dangerous to Chryssy.
>Nor Candy so long as she sticks by Chryssy's side.
>As the muffled hum of the taxi's engine persists, Chryssy lets out a sigh to accompany it.
>Followed by the name of the hotel so the driver knows which turn to take next.
>Candy continues to snag more bis and pieces of her beauty sleep for herself.
>---
>The hotel room door swings open.
>Footsteps sound.
>The bed springs briefly creak from a burst of weight being exerted onto them.
>Chryssy can still feel the taxi moving in a way, so can Candy, who finally lets out a thankful sigh of relief into the soft comfortable bed she lies face-down upon.
>Now their feet were trudging across the thin carpet of the hotel room floor.
>Physically surprised at how sturdy the ground beneath their feet felt, yet how un-sturdy their feet themselves were.
>The door shuts.
>Candy happily sinks into the bedsheets and into a deep sleep right after passing through the bottom of that.
>The silence of the room is so comforting, declaring the journey back is over.
>Traveling long distances really makes you appreciate having a soft surface to just throw yourself down onto and forget the rest of the world for a number of hours as you replenish your energy.
>Dizziness overcomes Candy for the minute or two she is still awake.
>She listens to Chryssy rummage through the mini fridge, clanking bottles and plastic containers together with her probing hands enjoying the cool air refreshing her skin.
>The light of the fridge lights the room up with a bluish white glow, painting it all over the cozy walls it didn't have to reach far to light up.
>Chryssy quietly mutters something to herself, placing the plastic container of her aphrodisiac onto the lit up shelf.
~

>>41374211
>The curtains are dragged to the side and haul the afternoon light into the room.
>Candy's sleep mask still blocks it.
>But the sound of the curtains being pulled back isn't stopped from waking her up.
>"H-huh? Wha..." Candy groans once more.
>"We made it back a little bit after midnight." Chryssy's voice assures her instincts not to sit up in panic.
>The sunlight outside immediately tries the warm the heavily air-conditioned room.
>Candy stays bundled up inside her little cocoon of blankets and comforters, not ready to hatch into the day just yet.
>Needing another couple of hours of sleep just in case she might risk losing a little bit of her beauty after missing it.
>The buttons of the air conditioning are heard clicking.
>With a lethargic grunt, Candy pulls the face mask away.
>She needs to cautiously squint for several seconds.
>"They're still serving breakfast, I think." Chryssy's ropes of hair dangle beside her face as she fiddles with the air conditioning unit in the hotel room. "Want me to check?"
>"Mhm..." Candy appreciatively nods.
>Chryssy lets the cool blast form the air conditioning unit work its way under her large drooping T-shirt, helping the fabric ride up her hot glistening body with her fingers curled around the lower rim.
>Candy feats her eyes upon Chryssy's utter bottomlessness, first watching Chryssy's soft round buttcheeks jiggle slightly as she takes baby steps to turn herself around to face the other way, then bites her lips at the pleasant sight of Chryssy's smooth bare vulva gently pinched between her equally smooth and bare upper thighs.
>Chryssy clearly didn't care about what got exposed when assisting the blast of cool air in dragging her T-shirt up past her bellybutton.
>Candy lets the covers fall away from her shoulders and chest.
>The cooled air seeps through the fabric of her own T-shirt and goads her perky nipples into stiffening up against the cold.
>Chryssy leers at the beautiful sight of Candy's sweet, perky, erect nipples greeting her through her thin white top.
>Candy immediately notices, and willingly arches her back to stick her chest out even more, boasting her beautiful breasts through her clothing with a cutely shy grin for Chryssy's thirsty gaze.
>"You're so much fun." Both of them say the exact same thing in the same instance.
>Chryssy strides over to plant a semi-long-lasting kiss onto Candy's lips before leaving the room, intentionally neglecting to slip into a pair of panties first.
>Outside of her less-classy re-interpretation of her Marilyn Monroe impression, this shirt falls down juuust far enough to keep her from getting in trouble for """""indecent""""" exposure as she casually struts down the hallway to where breakfast is hopefully being served.
>---

>>41374213
>"Come on, Candy. Let's just have fun now." Chryssy now struts beside her girlfriend in a dark green-black bikini top and short shorts. "No one's gonna find out a damn thing."
>It was indeed a mission well-accomplished.
>Candy is right beside Chryssy in her own pair of short shorts with a bright pink bikini top.
>Each woman has a pair of bikini bottoms on to match her bikini top, and a pair of flip-flops to keep the pebbles away.
>"What flavor ice cream do you want?" Chryssy asks.
>Candy thinks about it for a second.
>"You want ice cream?"
>"Oh of course I would. Absolutely!" Candy's eyes slightly light up. "I just can't choose between cherry and strawberry."
>"I usually never can either." Chryssy steps closer to Candy as a family of four walks past in the opposite direction towards a nearby ferris wheel. "Both of those flavors are just so... yummy and sexy!"
>"Which one do you think is hotter out of the two? As a color, generally." Asks Candy with intrigue.
>"Oh, I meant that too."
>"Does that apply to underwear colors too?"
>"Yes!" Chryssy smiles mischievously.
>It's not entirely clear what exact colors "cherry" or "strawberry" are, but that still matters more than the mission Candy and Chryssy had to embark on almost a week ago.
>Because that mission to get someone seduced played out so well that the two have decided to just have fun together in celebration.
>Before getting ice cream, Chryssy suggests going for a ride in the bumper cars first, then maybe the water slides or roller coasters.
>But deep down, Chryssy wants the ice cream first, because her sweet tooth is screaming for it, as the saying goes.
>A couple of carnival games line the path they walk down together, followed by a couple of bars and hot dog stands releasing grill smoke that Candy swears could be getting moved by the sound waves of the loud but somewhat distant music playing from a stage in front of people somewhere.
>This is the main concern of these two at the moment as the great magnitude of their success is looked back upon fondly.
>Candy and Chryssy continue to roam around together side by side before settling on going on the amusement park rides first, then the bumper cars, then they'll get the ice cream but only after doing anything pool or water slide related.
>Meanwhile, the events of someone's fate inland has been sealed...

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>>41368125
>>41371079
First part of that is coming in just a second for complicated reasons.
>>41371909
I'll wait a little bit before confirming or denying this.
>>41367963
Yeah.

>>41374219
The way you set up the vibe with these two is phenomenal!
Would vacation with even without the sex

>>41372369
>>41372629
>>41372633
>>41372640
Forgot to reply before but fuckin' great job.
>>41374393
There's more of it to come.
>>41374219
>>41256717
>>41270124
>Looking at it from Anon's perspective, he has no idea what hit him:
~
>You can't believe you actually made it away.
>Off of the plane you went on a Tuesday morning.
>Drowsy and ready to just collapse by the time you locked yourself into the motel room.
>Jerking off in the shower happened.
>Passing out in bed happened.
>You never even considered if someone might have been following you around at the airport.
>As you get into contact with a few people you know in this town, learning about a nearby family reunion of an old childhood friend of yours, you become to feel more complacent about having escape Chryssy and Candy.
>You still don't wanna get caught alone somewhere, but you're not all that worried.
>---
>A couple of days later, you arrived at that reunion you heard about in the area.
>Figured you might as well attend.
>You're practically in the clear anyway.
>This is a good way to stay in a public place safely with a lot of people until you get your more long-term residence issue sorted out.
>Forget standing at the door, you had the door welcomingly open for you before you even made it to the door.
>Greeted by various members of the Apple Family, all of whom are celebrating their annual family reunion.
>One of the ladies kinda sticks out to you, and you vaguely remember her from before.
>Hairstyle going halfway down the back of her neck, Apple Dumpling is wearing a deep salmon colored dress that is basically a dress shirt at the top and a proper dress at the bottom that stops just above her knees.
>On top of that, she wears a red apron; it’s still on her from her frequent role in all of the cooking and serving food at the family event.
>The front of her dress is buttoned all the way up to her collarbone.
>She is a very modest woman.
>Modestly dressed for a traditional family event, for which she loves cooking and preparing the food for every time.
>But like practically any adult woman, there is nothing she can do to make secret the fact that she has a big and soft pair of breasts.
>Even in her modest tall concealing button down dress plus an extra layer of her red apron, the curve from the mere presence of her bountiful chest is impossible to truly hide.
>”Anon! How ya been?!” Apple Dumpling reaches out towards you for a hug. “You’re just in time to try out the new pie we have!”
>To her, the hug is nothing to mull over, just a friendly and platonic show of affection and having missed someone.
>But to you… it’s a way to stealthily feel her big soft boobs pressing against your chest during the embrace.

>>41374602
>Feeling these things right up against you in what is beyond simply close proximity has officially reawakened something in you.
>Apple Dumpling’s busty softness inside of her clothes triggered your member inside your underwear into getting stiff for her and trying to stand up.
>Your bulge is not obvious… yet.
>But the one thing your budding erection isn’t doing, is going away.
>The thought about Apple Dumpling’s large succulent dumplings has stained your mind now.
>”Would you like to come try it?” She asks you, very proud of the family dish she helped create.
“I’d love to cum and try your pie.” You breathe with a nod.
>She leads you into the kitchen and does her thing with a warm and enthusiastic smile on her face.
>Cuts out a slice of her latest masterpiece just for you as you sit down to hide your…
>”Here ya go, hon.” Apple Dumpling hands you the small plate.
>It’s only a matter of seconds before you discover the brilliance of whatever family recipe Apple Dumpling has partaken in.
>This apple pie tastes absolutely amazing.
>Apple Dumpling is incredibly pleased to watch you melt into the flavor as much as the flavor melts into your mouth.
>Incredibly proud of herself and her culinary savvy-ness.
>”Let me know if ya want more!” She welcomingly chimes.
“I will! I should have tons more room soon enough.” You promise, soon going back to the rest of the party to stay seated and cool off your flaring libido.
>You didn’t see whatever it was that was done to force this to happen.
>But the horny is creeping its way back into you like an un-kickable habit.
>Still, at the Apple Family Reunion you hang out, feeling nice and safe around a bunch of trustworthy people.
>They chat it up with one another, start to strike up conversation with you at times, and so on.
>You’re sure to be respectful and polite.
>And also not say a whole lot about yourself as the slow hours of the casual party go on.
>It’s a good thing your state of weakness has very slowly *started* to wither down over the past couple of days, despite your recent… hiccup.
>Every time you’ve found yourself near attractive women and girls, you started to feel yourself get stiff for them in the front of your underwear.
>Even seeing them in casual and appropriate clothing got you going a little bit down there.
>Simply seeing the overall shape of their bodies was enough, because your extremely perverted imagination filled in the blanks for the rest of the way.
>An erection was very easy to come by when being in the presence of attractive women and girls.
>But that died down after today, and you can be around them normally again.
>That’s what it seemed like, that is.

>>41374606
>There’s a couple of Apple Family girls your own age at the reunion party with you whom you wouldn’t mind dodging future shotgun shells to into bed with.
>But you’re normal enough again to stay soft in the front of your underwear and not make a scene.
>You figure you finally beat off enough times that it got the need out of your system now for the most part.
>Can’t have any of them anyway, this family might not take that kind of sudden suggestiveness with their daughters too kindly, putting it lightly.
>But you make yourself not even look at it that way.
>Now you converse with several members of the Apple Family at the reunion they last-minute invited you to since you already sorta know a couple of family members and were suddenly in town and had nothing else to do.
>With that, you sip the tasty punch in the corner and listen to the guys give you some life advice like how to drive stick on a tractor or whatever.
>You really don’t really care where these discussions go, you’re just here to stay safely shielded by a semi-public event with lots of people.
>A lot of the girls your age here leave pretty early anyway.
>Going off to do whatever more interesting things that eclipse whatever the boring family relatives and friends of whom are casually talking about.
>You’re already getting tired, but you would rather not leave yet.
>Nothing much is happening, which is perfect.
>Yawn while resting on the rather firm sofa.
>Listening to the chattering background noises of family stuff or whatever, you don’t care.
>Almost everyone left is one of the older adults.
>Not too old, just in their late 30s or early 40s.
>All the kids went to bed.
>All the really old family members left too.
>The party has soon reached the point where some people are beginning to clean things up and put things away.
>Say your goodbyes to the family members who leave to start a long drive.
>You barely even know any of these people, but your sure your location is safe and unknown to Chryssy and Candy.
>Not like they’re gonna use satellite imagery to scan everywhere in this town until they stumble across this random family reunion taking place and recognize your face from the skies.
>All you have to do is keep it cool and mingle with the crowd here.
>There’s no reason for someone on the outside to suspect you’re here of all places.
>You feel so in disguise, so undercover.
>Finished with your drink, you relax in the safety of being surrounded by a populated event Candy and Chryssy wouldn’t expect you to have attended.
>Apple Dumpling continues to help the others start to put excess silverware away and clean the kitchen countertops.
>As she goes from one room to the next, she senses that something might be off but can’t put her finger on it.
>---

>>41374609
>After chilling on the couch for some time, you watch where Apple Dumpling is organizing a few remaining dishes on the countertop.
>As soon as you see the color of her apron and dress, you immediately begin to feel a slight tingle inside.
>You notice on her shoulder the outline of Apple Dumpling’s bra strap showing through her modest outfit
>Something reactivated just got agitated again.
>As she enters the walk-in pantry, Apple Dumpling’s feeling that something is off comes back even stronger than before.
>Inside of her modest clothes, Apple Dumpling’s bra is beginning to feel tighter.
>Apple Dumpling’s neatly done medium length hair gracefully sways as she walks into the living room to talk to another Apple Family member, then she re-enters the kitchen.
>The next button down is starting to strain with either side of the fabric being pulled apart.
>She doesn’t realize she already lost the first button.
>No one does.
>”Got some cinnamon right here.” Another apple family member enters to stand next to Apple Dumpling.
>Even her apron is getting visibly pushed forward more by her protruding chest.
>Apple Dumpling doesn’t understand why her big boobies almost feel like they’re jiggling more than usual when she walks.
>She doesn’t really think about it.
>The longer you watch her, the more you realize a tiny bit of Apple Dumpling’s cleavage is peeking out.
>As she leans forward to grab something, you get enough of a good view into the top of her shirt that your member begins to insist on getting harder.
>It’s stiffly standing up a little more, pushing against the inner fabric of your underwear harder and harder.
>Your underwear and pants can only hide so much of your depraved arousal.
>Apple Dumpling can feel her bra getting tighter and tighter and she doesn’t know why.
>She ignores it, not addressing it as the second button down flies open without her knowing.
>Now there’s less to hold that parting fabric over Apple Dumpling’s cleavage.
>Apple Dumpling’s outer layer of clothes isn’t as elastic as her bra is…
>Her tits are just… she’s losing buttons fast…
>You’ve felt metaphorical lightning bolts hit you while watching this unfold.
>Whatever defenses you had up to not think sexual things to the shape of Apple Dumpling’s chest while remembering how her chest felt against you, it’s all torn down by the sight of her bare cleavage.
>She leans forward to do something you didn’t register, unknowingly pushing her big soft boobies together in a casual accentuation of her increasingly bare cleavage.
>Your sexual consideration for Apple Dumpling is re-ignited when your eyes catch sneak glimpses of her exposed cleavage unknowingly answering your sexual thoughts about her body.

>>41374613
>The other apple family members next to Apple Dumpling don’t seem to notice that her cleavage is *really* showing now.
>The third button down is getting strained as Apple Dumpling’s soft bouncy breasts enchantingly… respond to every one of her movements.
>Maybe it-
>*snap*
>The third button is lost, un-noticed as it flies to the floor.
>Now there is no way Apple Dumpling is appropriately decent for the modest family event she initially dressed for.
>No one notices, but Apple Dumpling’s heaving fully exposed cleavage sways in the bare sexual beauty of the smooth bare skin of her big soft breasts.
>No one but you sitting in the couch is noticing this.
>Your erection begs to escape the confines of your underwear as you watch Apple Dumpling travel back and forth.
>Apple Dumpling’s pliable cleavage keeps jiggling to her hurried steps, keeping hold on your attention.
>This unexpected but welcome turn of events of this family reunion sure has a stellar view.
>”Oh hey there, Anon!” Apple Dumpling notices you looking her way. “Let me know if you want more pie. I can maybe make a new one tonight.”
>You smile and nod, deeply lost in the world of Apple Dumpling’s ample dumplings…
>Her sexy breasts sway and threaten to spill out of that failing top when she leans forward again.
>Why isn’t anyone saying anything?
>What if there were still children around to see this?
>There aren’t any, but still.
>Why would a modest woman suddenly be so okay with so openly displaying her full cleavage like this?
>She clearly knows how busty she is, and a bunch of buttons are undone with nothing else inside that rapidly parting top to cover those big soft boobies bursting their way out of there except her lacy black bra cups~
>Running your hands along that smooth skin while squeezing her soft bountiful flesh would be heaven.
>”I’ll be in here if you want more, Anon.” She sways her hips when walking away from you.
>Her hair somehow got a tiny bit messier…
>You didn’t notice yourself following her until you’re standing right behind her.
>”Back for another slice of the pie?” She asks, looking over her shoulder with her back turned towards you.
“I’d love some. Thank you.”
>Even through that salmon colored shirt-dress, the shape of Apple Dumpling’s widened hourglass form swings those hips.
>It clings to her just enough to give you a good idea of what her buttcheeks would look like when exposed.
>Apple Dumpling starts putting together the remaining ingredients she can muster together.
>”Ya want me to make a mini pie just for you? Might take about half an hour.”
“You’d do that just for me? I’d love that.”

>>41374618
>Her proposal was kind-hearted and her voice was full of proud spirit.
>”I’ll need to fetch somethin’ from the pantry, excuse me.” She turns around, walking past you as you step out of her way.
>You couldn’t control yourself, glancing down at those sexy jiggling boobies right in front of her face.
>Why didn’t she react?
>She saw you right there doing it!
>Your wild cock inside of your strained underwear is starting to do all the thinking for you…
>”If ya w- oh my!” Apple Dumpling immediately notices the back of her bra finally succumbing to the force of her huge sexy breasts that have vastly outgrown it~
>She follows your gaze but doesn’t cover up her fully exposed cleavage, knowing her top is falling all the way open as another button is lost with a snap.
>Apple Dumpling’s overwhelmed black bra cups lose their sturdiness as the part of her bra that was hugging her torso recoils around to under her arms inside her clothes.
>Re-clasping the back of Apple Dumpling’s now woefully undersized bra with her bra cups still covering her nipples is impossible…
>”C-could you excuse me for…” Apple Dumpling somehow doesn’t think you noticed.
>She fruitlessly fumbles with her bra through her top right in front of you, trying to fix it before realizing she can’t pull the open front of her clothes back together and her nipples are about to slip out~
>”Uhm…” She keeps failing to cover her huge sexy tits back up, hands pushing into their bare softness and lewdly pushing them around~

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Took me too long to find a pic to use and it's not even related to the green.
That's all for now, but I might try to finish this scene off as fast as I can.

>>41374645
Cutie Pies

>>41374619
It’s time to cream up inside this apple pie

>>41374619
God, avoiding two succubi trying to turn you into a horny mess, just to vent your pent-up base urges into a random older MILF is SO hot! I hope Apple Leaves and Aunt Orange are next after Anon finally gives into his sex urges with Apple Dumpling. I can see him relapsing into another hopelessly horny state shortly after fucking the latter, thinking he got his horniness out of his system after the first time.

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>>41374619
Anon isn't going to last much longer, and neither is she.

>>41374618
>Even through that salmon colored shirt-dress, the shape of Apple Dumpling’s widened hourglass form swings those hips.
>It clings to her just enough to give you a good idea of what her buttcheeks would look like when exposed.
Anon is gonna mount her like a dog in heat, isn't he?

>>41371909
Maybe he knows hornyproof magic he can teach to the anons in each story. That would be something I haven’t seen any green do before.

The amount of good content we’ve been getting recently is crazy. I remember believing this general would be long gone by now.
Hope that pinkie animation comes soon.

>>41376569
Dedication goes a long way after all