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>>42627127
Last updated in threads #127 and #127.1:
>Untitled
The perfect Accessory to own.
Starts here: >>41365586

Last updated in #126:
>Harsh is The Night by ManicQuil
EQG story with a sub Rainbow Dash and her mistress Luna.
Starts here: >>40261868
Last update here: >>41332381

Last updated in #124:
>Thralls of Twilight by ManicQuil
The retired princesses show Twilight a new hidden side in their relationship.
Starts here: >>41137667
Last updated here: >>41137667

Last updated in #121:
>Short EQG christmas story with Dom Celestia and sub Dazzlings by ManicQuil
Starts here: >>40663996
Ends here: >>40670457

Last updated in #118:
>Untitled
Applebloom trying out a special outfit for Nightmare Night
Starts here: >>40211580
Last update here: >>40241892

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>>42627134
Last updated in threads #127 and #127.1:
>Untitled
The perfect Accessory to own.
Starts here: >>41365586

Last updated in #126:
>Harsh is The Night by ManicQuil
EQG story with a sub Rainbow Dash and her mistress Luna.
Starts here: >>40261868
Last update here: >>41332381

Last updated in #124:
>Thralls of Twilight by ManicQuil
The retired princesses show Twilight a new hidden side in their relationship.
Starts here: >>41137667
Last updated here: >>41137667

Last updated in #121:
>Short EQG christmas story with Dom Celestia and sub Dazzlings by ManicQuil
Starts here: >>40663996
Ends here: >>40670457

Last updated in #118:
>Untitled
Applebloom trying out a special outfit for Nightmare Night
Starts here: >>40211580
Last update here: >>40241892

I figured it was about time to bring it back. Life got busy the last month and I kept putting off the creation of a new thread. Hopefully we didnt lose too many lurkers after that hiatus.

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>>42627127
Unf Schmoopy plap plap!

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RapeApe when?

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>>42628139
I cant remember, were ballgags ever used in that story before? Or are they another thing that will be invented with Cadence's upcoming reforms ?

>>42628203
Maybe when Rarity was in the basement, but I can't remember.

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>>42628139
You called?

So, how do you guys figure Cadence is going to assure Coco that this new arrangement with Rarity will work out for the best?

>>42628377
The other RapeApe, not this one.

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Does anyone else think Trixie had way more sub appeal when she was a travelling magician ?

>>42628896
Her dynamic with Glimglam has interesting potential, but there was definitely better grounding for putting her under Twilight prior.

>>42629414
>definitely better grounding for putting her under Twilight prior
Why do you think that ? Not that I disagree, just curious to what your reasons could be.
Personally I liked the obsessive rivalry fanfic writers used to give to her that would sometimes turn into a forbidden fantasy about being put in her place by the superior mage. That coupled with the free spirited traveller having conflicting desires about being collared always made twixie a really good pick for a bdsm story.

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>>42629966
>>42630129
She trains slaves on the side to gain favors from her high society friends.

https://tantabus.ai/images/59643

>>42630247
UNF

>>42630247
The chrissy ones are really good too.
https://tantabus.ai/images/60194
https://tantabus.ai/images/60195

>>42630279
https://tantabus.ai/images/60196
https://tantabus.ai/images/60193
I agree.

>>42630374
What could be strong enough to make a moan be forced out of an ungagged kirin ?

>>42629611
Mostly that rivalry dynamic you mention, even if it's kind of a headcanon elaboration on what's there.
More specifically I think that dovetails better into having Twilight being the one in the right, in a clear moral high ground position to put the egotistical Trixie in her place. It makes for a very simple and satisfying set up with a natural payoff.
After Trixie is reintroduced as part of Glimmer's growth then the dynamic is flipped to Twilight being in the wrong for her suspicion of Trixie and difficulties giver her the benefit of the doubt. That could definitely be leveraged into a dynamic of its own, but it would probably be darker and certainly more complicated, with Glimmer also necessarily involved in the middle for being Twilight's student and Trixie's friend. You would also get the layer of Twiggles being an Alicorn princess, which introduces a spicy power imbalance, but if you wanted to emphasize anything more than the personal sentiments around that (raw magical power wouldn't really even matter since Twilight already eclipsed Trixie in that regard as a unicorn) it would also necessitate a fan-fic interpretation of what being a princess means politically. It's a set up that would lend itself to something more elaborate, but would require a lot more creative thought to properly take advantage of the potential.

>>42630768
>with Glimmer also necessarily involved in the middle for being Twilight's student and Trixie's friend
You know, I never found a story that explored the idea of Glimmer really being the new one in the trio while the other two had a more developed past to delve upon. She should have been a third wheel way more often in these stories.

>if you wanted to emphasize anything more than the personal sentiments around that (raw magical power wouldn't really even matter since Twilight already eclipsed Trixie in that regard as a unicorn) it would also necessitate a fan-fic interpretation of what being a princess means politically
I think I would still go with an approach that emphasizes on Twilight's magical prowess to drive Trixie's jealous fantasies even higher. Princesshood is a nice spicy reminder of their difference in power like you said, but she knows thats not the main thing that drives Trixie's obsession with her.
Maybe making Trixie become her student would be the next step ?

>>42631431
Rarity is getting Coco there.

>>42627127
>(Almost) Up to date archives:
Anything specific I've missed? Excluding last thread.

>>42631676
Thats Raven though.

>>42631719
That "(Almost)" is been there for a while. I can't recall if I were the one put that there, but I remember there were a year worth of threads/oneshots/etc missing at one point.

Any ideas on kinky customs that unicorn mages could have with their apprentices ?
Be it restraints, accessories, marks or binding spells, anything that could be customarily used to denote to others the superiority of the master's skill over the apprentice's.

>>42632296
That needs to be the next dress she picks for her class with Harshwhinny.

>>42630247
https://derpibooru.org/images/1470531

Posting something, if there's mistakes, please point it:

Be Anon, chilling in Equestria with your two favorite mares: Rarity and Coco Pommel You're all in a poly thing, and lately you've been dipping toes into some kinky stuff Bondage, submission – Submission is Magic, amirite? Planned a whole day for the three of you to "experiment" a bit more But nope, universe says fuck you – message arrives that Twilight's dropping by from Canterlot in a few hours Panic mode activated You and Coco spring into action, tidying up like pros But Rarity? She's just standing there, frozen, looking all embarrassed under the sheets "Darling? What's wrong?" you ask, while Coco tilts her head curiously Rarity blushes hard, fidgets, then sighs "Well... I may have gotten a tad excited last night and prepared for our little adventure this morning..." She dramatically whips off the sheets Holy Celestia – there she is in a sleek black leather thong, super form-fitting, with a little keyhole right in the center It's basically erotic lingerie disguised as a chastity belt, all shiny and detailed You and Coco both gulp at the same time, faces heating up Damn, she looks hot as hell, that thing hugging her curves just right But reality crashes in: that's a magical lock. No unicorn magic's getting that off without the key Coco, being the fashion expert, nods approvingly at first: "Oh my, Rarity, the craftsmanship is exquisite! So intricate, like high-end couture with a naughty twist~" Then it hits her too: "Wait... we can't get this off in time!" You: "Twilight's here in two hours. Shit." Rarity pouts, trying to play it cool but clearly frustrated: "This was supposed to be our spicy morning, darlings! Now I'm stuck like this!" Coco, ever the quick thinker: "Come on, Rarity, to my workshop! I'll whip up a skirt to cover that up. And grab the perfumes – we need to mask that... enticing scent of yours." Rarity's aroma is all sweet and musky, super noticeable when she's worked up like this They trot off, Coco giving you a wink: "Don't worry, Anon, we'll make her presentable. But oh, what a tease this is~" You: solo mission – blitz clean the house With practice from past emergencies, you nail it in record time Even throw together some fancy snacks: cucumber sandwiches, tea cakes, the works for Princess Bookhorse Done with 20 minutes to spare Sit in the living room, trying not to think about what could've been Rarity in that belt, Coco probably giggling while measuring her for the skirt, both of them all flustered Damn visit ruining the fun – but hey, comedy of errors, right? Twilight knocks soon. Game face on. Internally: blue-balled by alicorn interrupt.

Be Anon, sitting in the living room, trying to keep your cool Ten minutes until Twilight’s arrival, and Coco saunters in like she’s plotting world domination Short black skirt barely covering her hindquarters, white stockings clinging to her legs, black pony heels clicking with every sultry step Red bowtie, crisp white collar – she’s giving naughty secretary vibes with a devilish grin that says she just got away with something She clears her throat theatrically, then presents Rarity like she’s unveiling a masterpiece Rarity glides in, hips swaying like she’s starring in a slow-motion fantasy Her “skirt” is a scandalous mini-miniskirt, so short it’s a miracle it conceals that leather chastity belt Black fishnet stockings, sleek black heels, and a red tie long enough to demand attention without touching the floor White collar around her neck, looking like she’s ready to seduce or destroy The air hits you: lavender and roses, sweet but not overwhelming, teasing your senses into overdrive Holy hell, you’re this close to sending Twilight a “come back later” note and bolting the door Your body locks up, and both mares catch it – their cheeks flush, eyes glinting with pure mischief They lock eyes, share a wicked giggle, and launch at you like predators Coco and Rarity attack with kisses so intense it’s like they’re trying to brand you Lips crash against yours, hungry and relentless, leaving a trail of red and pink lipstick smeared across your face, neck, and even your jawline It’s a frenzy – Coco’s nipping at your lower lip, Rarity’s pressing herself closer, their hooves tugging at you like they’re claiming every inch You’re drowning in a storm of passion, heart pounding, barely able to think BANG BANG BANG Twilight’s knocking. Universe, you cruel bastard The three of you freeze, panting, cursing the interruption under your breath You pull back, face a chaotic canvas of lipstick, and mutter, “Need a minute.” Stagger to the bathroom, splashing ice-cold water to snap yourself out of it Rarity and Coco are whispering, smirking, barely restraining themselves from chasing you in there You point at them: “Hold it together, you vixens.” Rarity, smoothing her skirt and regaining her composure, struts to the door Opens it to Twilight, who takes one look at Rarity’s outfit and goes wide-eyed, clearly thinking, “Oh no, I’ve walked into something” Rarity just beams, all elegance: “Twilight, darling, what a delight to see you!” Inside, you’re all screaming, but the charade begins

Be Anon, clinging to sanity by a thread during this Twilight visit Meeting’s going... fine, if you ignore the fact you’re in a spicy minefield Thank Celestia Twilight’s too busy fan-girling over books to notice anything Coco’s pushing every boundary, perched deliberately on your hand, her short black skirt hiking up just enough to make your pulse hammer Those white stockings cling to her legs, and her mischievous smirk screams she knows what she’s doing Every tiny shift of her weight is calculated, teasing, like she’s daring you to make a sound Rarity? She’s a masterclass in torment She’s parked herself firmly in your lap, that scandalously tiny mini-miniskirt barely covering the leather chastity belt you know is underneath Her fluffy tail curls around your waist like a velvet rope, brushing and flicking with agonizing precision She’s grinding ever so slightly, just enough to send your brain into a tailspin, all while keeping a perfect “innocent” smile Right in front of Twilight. These mares are playing with fire, and you’re the one burning Twilight, bless her lavender heart, is deep in a rant about the new Indiana Jones and Daring Do crossover “The way Daring dodges the boulder trap? Pure genius!” she chirps, hooves flailing, oblivious to the chaos You’re nodding like a bobblehead, face flushed, praying your voice doesn’t crack Coco leans closer, whispering just for you: “You’re doing so well, darling~” Her breath tickles your ear, and you nearly choke Rarity hums softly, adjusting her position just to make her tie sway and her perfume – lavender and roses, sweet and maddening – hit you harder Your hands are sweating, your heart’s doing cartwheels, and you’re one tail-flick from losing it Twilight pauses, tilts her head, and flashes a warm, clueless smile “Anon, you okay? You’re looking a little... pale.” You force a grin, voice tight as a drum: “Y-yeah, Twi, just really invested in Daring Do’s... boulder-dodging skills.” Rarity’s tail gives a deliberate, slow brush against you; Coco shifts again, her smirk downright evil Twilight dives back into her book talk, none the wiser You’re trapped in a haze of teasing touches, sultry perfumes, and two mares who know exactly how to push you to the edge Submission is Magic? This is straight-up Torture is Magic, and you’re barely holding on

Be Anon, hanging onto your sanity by a fraying thread in this Twilight visit Rarity, mercifully, slides off your lap, tossing you a brazen, unapologetic grin that screams she owns this game She’s basking in how close she pushed you to the edge, and damn, you’re shocked you didn’t snap like a twig Your restraint is heroic, but your brain’s already cooking up some delectable payback for these two vixens once Twilight’s out the door “Gonna grab the tea and pastries,” you mutter, practically sprinting to the kitchen You move so fast Rainbow Dash would be green with envy, desperate to escape the living room before you combust Now you’re Rarity, left with Coco and the gloriously oblivious Twilight You and Coco lock eyes, stifling giggles that threaten to spill over like champagne Twilight, bless her lavender soul, is still lost in her Daring Do and Indiana Jones crossover rant, blind to the flirty storm that just raged “The way they blend adventure with historical nuance? Simply divine!” she gushes, hooves flailing You nod, all poise, but your mind’s a whirlwind of heat and longing Oh, sweet Celestia, how you’ve yearned for this day, every fiber of your being thrumming with anticipation Your Anon – that commanding, intoxicating presence of his sets your heart galloping like a wild stallion His touch, a maddening dance of velvet caresses and rough, possessive grips, ignites your soul like a spark to kindling These games of submission and bondage, with their intricate knots and whispered promises, have only fanned the flames higher That leather chastity belt, locked tight beneath your scandalously short skirt, is a cruel tease – a constant pulse of want you can’t escape Your body hums with need, every sway of your hips a silent plea for release, for Anon’s firm hands to unravel you You steal a glance at Coco, her eyes gleaming with the same ravenous ache that’s consuming you These fleeting moments of intimacy are too rare, too precious – each stolen touch from Anon leaves you both starving, craving more of him to sate this wildfire of desire Coco leans in, her whisper a sultry purr: “He’s going to make us beg for this later, darling~” A shiver races down your spine, your tail twitching as vivid images flood your mind – Anon’s voice low and commanding, his hands guiding you into delicious surrender You flash Coco a wicked smile, voice dripping with anticipation: “Oh, I’m praying he does.” Twilight, ever clueless, tilts her head: “Rarity, you’re trembling! Are you chilly?” You laugh, smooth as satin: “Just a slight draft, darling, nothing to fret over.” But inside, you’re a furnace of longing, counting the seconds until Twilight leaves and you and Coco can face Anon’s exquisite “retribution” Submission is Magic? No, darling, it’s a blazing inferno, and you’re ready to burn

Coco POV:

Be Coco Pommel, heart hammering like a drum as you revel in this wicked, forbidden game You know it’s wrong to tease Anon this way, with Twilight sitting right there, but by Celestia, it’s a thrill that sets your soul ablaze Perched deliberately on his hand, your short black skirt rides up just enough to make him tense, those white stockings and black heels chosen to unravel him completely Every subtle shift of your hips is a calculated strike, and the way his face flushes – eyes dark with restraint – tells you you’re winning You’re not just teasing; you’re begging for the storm you know’s coming, and oh, you’re starving for it Your mind’s consumed with what awaits once Twilight’s gone – Anon’s commanding presence, his firm hand delivering sharp, delicious spanks to your hindquarters You can almost feel the phantom heat of those marks now, each one a searing reminder of his touch, lingering like a lover’s promise Your breath catches, a shudder rippling through you as you imagine his hands gripping you, guiding you into sweet, submissive surrender It takes every ounce of control to keep your composure, your tail twitching with barely suppressed need If it weren’t for Twilight’s cursed timing, you’d be sprawled across Anon’s bare chest, lips and hooves tracing every line of him alongside Rarity You can see it so vividly – the two of you devouring him with hungry kisses, bodies pressed close, lost in a tangle of heat and whispered pleas after hours of indulgence Damn it all, why did Twilight have to crash this day? Work’s already a cruel thief, robbing you and Rarity of time with Anon, leaving you both ravenous for these fleeting moments of intimacy Every rare glance from him, every low, authoritative word, stokes a wildfire in your core that’s burning out of control You steal a look at Rarity, her scandalous mini-miniskirt and swaying red tie radiating defiance, her eyes blazing with the same desperate hunger consuming you She’s trembling, lost in the same fevered fantasy – Anon’s hands, his voice, bending you both to his will You lean toward her, voice a husky whisper: “He’s going to ruin us for this, Rarity, and I can’t wait~” Her wicked grin mirrors your own, a shared spark of anticipation as you both stifle giggles, pulses racing Twilight, bless her oblivious heart, is still prattling on about Daring Do and Indiana Jones, hooves flailing as she gushes: “The way they escape the collapsing temple? Pure genius!” She’s blind to the molten tension crackling around her, oblivious to your teasing shifts on Anon’s hand or the way you flash him a sultry, challenging smirk This visit is torture, a cruel delay when all you crave is to drag Anon and Rarity somewhere private and let the flames consume you Submission is Magic? No, it’s a raging inferno of need, and you’re trembling with the urge to burn everything down until it’s just the three of you, lost in each other.

>>42632766
Havent read it yet, but why didnt you format any of this ?

>>42633631
Sorry, error at the moment that I copied from Gdocuments. That or the phone is erasing some spaces.

>>42633746
She was made to be a size queen.
https://tantabus.ai/images/57356

>>42633963

>More of princess-sized pony with queen-sized dildo in posts:
>https://civitai.com/posts/20685828
>https://civitai.com/posts/20685937
I hate that ppl are using civitai to post things instead of the boorus.

https://civitai.com/images/93217051

>>42633981
You mean using links from the boorus sites or just using AI in general ? Cause its surprisingly hard to find art of her with an exaggerated dildo.
https://twibooru.org/1335439

>>42634312
In general.
MLP themed boorus are for having a nice centralized place for pics. I hate that it's scattered across many places.

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>>42633746

Any green writers here who might be taking spicy suggestions ?

>>42633061
He should invite Twilight over and leave those two stewing overnight with a teasing synched pleasure spell.

>>42633749
That sucks, though the phone does tend to do that

>>42634715
Collars and chokers look really really good on ponies.

Twilight POV:

Be Twilight Sparkle, sitting in Rarity’s plush living room, a nagging feeling tugging at you like you’ve stumbled into a private scene You’re pretty sure you’re interrupting something intimate between Rarity, Coco, and Anon – their small but officially recognized herd under Celestia’s Equestrian laws Celestia herself sent you here, practically shoving you out of Canterlot Castle with a cryptic task: spend “quality time” with Rarity’s herd to “study their interactions” Her eyes twinkled, and you swear she was biting back a laugh – what was that about? She’s right, though – you barely see Rarity anymore, always jetting off with Coco to manage boutiques across Equestria or tied up with Anon, who’s been away for months fixing plumbing in Manehattan or Las Pegasus That uneasy vibe hits you again, like a tidal wave, screaming you’re trespassing on something intimate Anon strides back from the kitchen, tray loaded with dainty finger sandwiches, tea cakes, and a steaming teapot, sugar cubes and cream neatly arranged

Twilight POV cont.

He sets it down with a calm, almost too calm smile, a glint in his eyes that makes your stomach flip He sits way closer to you than necessary, his knee brushing yours as he pours you a cup of tea, handing it over with a warmth that feels… personal You levitate it with your magic, stammering a thanks, and then he picks up a tea cake, offering it from his hand with a teasing grin Your face burns – why does this feel so charged? – but the pastry’s too tempting, so you lean in, taking a careful bite Oh, Celestia, it’s heavenly – the flavors explode, and your eyes flutter shut, savoring the sweet, buttery bliss You’re completely blind to the murderous glares Rarity and Coco are firing your way Rarity’s horn is practically glowing with suppressed magic, her scandalous mini-miniskirt trembling as her hooves grip the couch, her red tie swaying like a warning flag Coco’s tail lashes, her white stockings stretched tight as she leans forward, eyes narrowed to slits, her bowtie practically choking her with how tense she is They’re not just jealous – they’re seething, their herd instincts roaring as they watch Anon dote on you like he’s their stallion He’s using the same attentive charm he reserves for them – the gentle looks, the soft touches – and it’s driving them to the edge It gets worse: Anon, with a devilish smirk, reaches out and runs his fingers through your mane, stroking with a slow, deliberate tenderness that makes your wings twitch Then he scratches lightly behind your left ear, his voice a low, “Good girl.” Your blush deepens, heart racing, but you’re too caught up in the moment to notice the absolute fury radiating from Rarity and Coco Rarity’s eyes flash like a storm, her lips twitching as if she’s seconds from snarling, her tail flicking with barely restrained rage Coco’s practically vibrating, her hooves digging into the couch so hard you’d swear she’s leaving claw marks, her face a mix of betrayal and possessive fire They’re one heartbeat away from leaping across the room, tackling you, and reclaiming Anon with a vengeance, their shared hunger for him boiling over You, clueless as ever, sip your tea and chirp, “The temple chase in the Daring Do crossover? So exhilarating!” Anon’s smirk widens, clearly reveling in the chaos he’s sparked, feeding off the tension like it’s his personal entertainment Rarity and Coco exchange a look – a silent, deadly pact – their glares promising retribution for this blatant theft of their stallion’s attention Submission is Magic? Try Jealousy is a Raging Inferno, and you’re standing in the middle of it, blissfully unaware of the possessive pony storm about to erupt

Sorry, changed Board to the Microsoft one and still is erasing the spaces...

Maybe if I upload it to pony paste later.

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Cadence should condition a hoof fetish on her slut in training.