Last Thread>>43356666Archived threads:https://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/subject/%2Fjdb%2F/>What is this thread about?A place to talk about humanized/EG fillies>Why /jdb/?Based on the very first threads with greens that opened with "Hey anon, just dropped by">Some pastas:https://ponepaste.org/6155 - For Whom the Bell Tollshttps://ponepaste.org/9645 - Love Gameshttps://ponepaste.org/11316 - Icarian Lovehttps://ponepaste.org/9647 - I'll think of a title when I'm done writing (Apple Bloom story)https://ponepaste.org/9648 - Freshmen, Drama, and Promhttps://ponepaste.org/9548 - Silver Spoon Story WIPhttps://ponepaste.org/7980 - The Man Who Fell For Sweetie Bellehttps://ponepaste.org/575 - Soarin's Silver Lininghttps://ponepaste.org/9649 - Of Sweetie Bots and Young Lovehttps://ponepaste.org/7910 - Anon and Sunny Shimmyhttps://ponepaste.org/9650 - Ska Anon x Sweetie Bellehttps://ponepaste.org/2308 - Silver Spoon is an Expensive Friendhttps://ponepaste.org/9653 - Wind Sprint's Daddyhttps://ponepaste.org/9652 - Daddy's Little Scootaloohttps://ponepaste.org/9816 - Raising Scootaloohttps://ponepaste.org/5391 - SS/DT Kidnappinghttps://ponepaste.org/10247 - Friday Night Golly (EqG)https://ponepaste.org/10560 - Time is All We Have (Scootaloo x Anon)https://ponepaste.org/10839 - Payment (Scoot x Anon)https://ponepaste.org/11081 - EQG S. Belle and Anonhttp://pastebin.com/xWHX3N4e - Loli Sunset. Also on Ponebin https://poneb.in/xWHX3N4ehttps://ponepaste.org/8213 - Frozen Wings Scootaloohttps://ponepaste.org/11663 - Next Friday Night, Cozy Glow.https://ponepaste.org/11790 - Send your cutest delivery girl, Silver Spoonhttps://ponepaste.org/12047 - Send your cutest delivery girl - mall discounthttps://ponepaste.org/11916 - Anonymous' Voyage to the Hidden World (Babs)https://ponepaste.org/11933 - The CMC Just Wanna Have FunAI Gallery - https://ponepaste.org/10970
>>43434808hnnng. tiny, nommable patches...
>>43434856Sometimes, hard correction is needed.
Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon?
>>43435350Yes.
Bump
>8Uooooohhhhh..... no cunny?
>>43436165hehe butt pictures
>>43435348yep
>>43437309Awwww, cute!
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>>43437583
I have dysentery!
>>43437583Cute!
>>43434842
https://files.catbox.moe/mtzefd.mp4Testing new video workflow
>>43439884Round and squishy
>>43439884I should add a warning that there's sound ^
>>43439884AI's gettin feckin good.
https://files.catbox.moe/no1byd.pnghttps://files.catbox.moe/eail94.png
>>43434842Silver Spoon my love
>>43439884>tfw limestone will never squeeze your balls like that
>>43440325Nice
>>43439884cute, nice to see young pie sisters again
https://haystack.yerf.org/EiFmvk.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/0KpMeR.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/25uQGx.png
>>43437583How would each girl brag about her hair down there
She makes my heart bloom
>>43441705https://files.catbox.moe/41azac.jpg
>>43441676>Ah gots mah fuzz, that means ah kin have hard cider!!>Yay, some hairs! that means I'm almost as cool as Rainbow Dash!>Rarity says good girls pluck these out, so I'm not gonna. It's gonna be a COTTON CANDY FACTORY down there
>>43441672Uooooohhhhh!!!/10
>>43441722Great proportions
NEED NERD GIRLS
>>43442066That boisterous immature behavior is going to get us asked to leave. I prefer a more refined nerd, excuse you.
>>43442071seriously.. filing her nails in public? while eating ice cream? shameful.
>>43442066scantily clad nerd birds. yes please.
>>43442066Stella? In loli form? But she was only in like 1 short
>>43442766Age down all one off's and backgrounders.Now.
>>43442773it's the least we could do
>>43441705are you going to make folders for all characters in your mega folder like the haystack so everything is more organized? your stuff is awesome it's just pretty scattered in the mega
>>43442878I suppose I could do that. It'd take me some time since it's a lot of images though
>>43443185
>>43443185Best girl
>>43443185>>43443290>Anoooon, yooo Unc', your phone is like a tablet thooo
>>43443185More Lily Pad please
>>43443135thanks I think everyone will appreciate it. the haystack and your mega are the two biggest collections right now and the organization will make it even better
>>43444507Can't help but notice this general is just a repeat of 'I want x' and not much else
>>43444522it's almost like human and pony stuff can really only justify one thread
>>43444833Or that this thread is (still) overly reliant on their bakers men's deliveries.
>>43443185Cutie
what the fuck, accidentally put my entire mlp folder into the trash and it'll let me restore anything but that exact folder, I'm going to lose my mind
>>43444516Finally did ithttps://mega (dot) nz/folder/a35wGTCZ#IfdAaLxZHZXBbc0bGl2MVwHighly recommend sorting by date added in each folder to get new, better gens first
>>43445438https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gsp7eNmT-c
>>43445438stay in canterslutthoroughly unimpressive considering most of that looks like it was made with janky lora's
>>43445511Look Anon, we know you're gay as fuck, but you need to stop showing off so goddamn much.
>>43445526You fags will guzzle anything the AI men bring, scuse me for being a tougher customer.
>>43445537Then draw or write something, retard. Literally do anything but fucking whine.
>>43445438Thank you
>>43445438Needs more loli
>>43445599>he said as he contributes nothing other than requesting more insta-bakes
>>43440325>>43445650
>>43445719what, is that a link to something you requestednot a fan of lesbians, but I'm not judging anyone else who is
>>43445511Did you make sure to sort by date added so you're not getting the old 2025 gens first kekw
>>43445438Do you have a folder for images that are exclusively loli?
>>43445742I think he's implying that he genned them himself, thus negating your accusation that he's not contributing, you dense autist.
>>43445793Ok ok I'll try pressing 'generate' at some point myself, too.
Have more Stella
>>43446366>>43446366Cute
>>43441131Cumflate Golly
>>43446366awww good for her not letting her dental issues keep her from enjoying the beach
>>43446799...Well unless she tries eating the water or the sand she'll be fine.
>>43446823Oh she'll be eating something alrighthttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkDQjkhqGyI
>>43446823I meant more like self-consciousness, but yes, that too.
It's actually crazy how much fanart Stella has, even though she appeared in like 1 short. And so much of it is loli too!
>>43440325Can't seem to access these links, checked both yesterday and today. Is Catbox having issues?
>>43447294works on my machine
Heavy liftan incoming
>>43447294Lately my poneb links appear as "not safe."I wonder why.
>10
>>43448381>Koijiry TwistNice
>>43445438I've added the link to the ai gallery in the op so people can find it later.
>>43448953Imagine say stuff like "I'm gonna screw her all night", and literally screw her components at night because she gets very active during daylight time.
Up
bump
We need more Time Is All We Have, brosI NEED ITMaybe some cute draws
>>43449629he's working on it, trust me I'm fiending for it too, give it time anon
>>43449824i just wish it was in more frequent, smaller chunks, but I realize that's just not how the story goes
>>43449872(Writer here)I kinda agree with you. I liked writing the long chapters because it felt like proper chapters, but it's not good if it means months between chapters.I think after I finish this current chapter, I'll write out the next one in parts to see how much better that works!
>>43449905always worth a try, but I won't be shocked if it turns out it just works better the way you've been doing it.
Night bump
entire family line
>>43450385>Sweetie BelleYay!>RarityEh, ok.>Cookie CrumblesEw, hag.
>>43442071currently writing a Spoony story because I'm tired of waiting for the WIP story to get updated. ive been wanting to write my own several chapter story for awhile now about my wife and finally started last night. its a shameless self insert to fulfill my fantasies but im writing her to be a bratty but refined nerd so i hope you anons enjoy it regardless. i hope to have the first two chapters finished and posted by the end of this coming week
I saw another tribal loli comic recently. Non mlp tho https://files.catbox.moe/h288yf.jpghttps://files.catbox.moe/r2w7fv.jpghttps://files.catbox.moe/tyfpr3.jpghttps://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/143437771#manga
>>43452119Colonization time!
>>43453057Cute
>>43453661Mac, you are correcting them wrong. The stone you are sitting on is right there.
apples have seeds, but peaches have pits..
>>43455511Uotapo making Chrysalis a loli is the greatest contribution to the fandom anyone's ever done.
>>43453643This and the Pinkie one are bangers
>>43455612Chryssi and Golly are peak combo too.
>>43438246her pants will be coming down when they get home
>>43448381/10!
>>43452119
>>43456769Pretty dresses
>>43456951>that's okay, I ate all the hot buttered corn!
>>43456951based
Correction is in session
>>43457879correction with an erection right in her selection section
>>43457921wait I should have said injection
>>43456951tribal girls are so hot
>>43457924Rejection
>>43458282'eepy appul
>>43458568>One stamp latertwibooru.org/3827663
>>43457879More Golly
Burumii-chan
>>43448381Couldn't find the exact same poses, but I figured I would try doing something similar too.>And the obligatory edit: https://u.pone.rs/osybjqhm.png
>>43460252Good job, anon.>Couldn't find the same pose.Is alright. It also looks like the models are lost to time as well. You did a good job, tho.
>>43460252Good proportions
>>43460252impregnate target(s)
>>43459453That's dangerous
>>43460631>Married life with Golly entails a lot of casual ass worship>It's a facet of her old badgirl behaviors you never want her to outgrow
>>43460631Uooohhhh, golly butt.
>>43461340she doesn't enjoy hiding diamonds in her coochie so she can smuggle them out of the mine
>>43461340pure sex
Would you give your human filly lots of outfits or just teach her to make do with less so she can have more toys? clothes are a scam anyway...
>>43462177spoil em' rottenhad boomer parents who never shut up about how fortunate or thankful I oughta be
>>43462439and what a fantastic job they did too
>>43462559what exactly am i looking at here
Friends!
>>43462446Still spoiling em' rotten, you can turn yours into soulless unhappy husks with all the firm handshakes and pavement pounding speeches you please, 'sir'
>>43462177I like seeing girls in cute outfits, so she'd probably have lots of clothes.
>>43463997>cute outfits>dressed like a hoWell different strokes for different folks I guess
>>43464012yep. mine will be comfy and largely nekkid
>>43463868me and my wife :)
>>43463868rings on fingers is a nice touch, though the b&w filter makes it look unsettling. >>43463997chrysi cute! god that lolipop needs to be replaced with my dick
>>43464463That's because it's an AI version of a 1939 picture of an actual child getting married to a creep.
please leave and don't return
>>43464583Simpler times.
>>43464684Sweetie Belle is right
>>43464691Better times
https://haystack.yerf.org/WFtKLn.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/lrJqu8.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/Kx4nlT.png>>43463868I keep forgetting to post these tinted versions that I think look slightly better than pure black and white.https://litter.catbox.moe/w2eo2em0jsusbzua.pnghttps://litter.catbox.moe/gqo2kvyppo7n2ov3.png
>>43465310ah yeah sepia tones are fun
>>43465310>PreggyThat's sweet
dancin' the night away with Twist!
>>43465310She looks so cute in that last pic. Super cuddleable.
>>43465726It's like 2am. But hell yeahhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=129kuDCQtHs
>>43443185More
>>43465726Cute
>>43464684Based.
>>43465726Highly smoochable.
>>43466895what if she starts dancing really close to you and just wraps her arms around and won't let go?
>>43467526this has been bugging me... let's just fix that
>>43467950Reminds me of John Joseco's art.
>>43468037yeah the AI definitely studied him
>>43467547Thanks will save this version and use it from now on
>>43468511Cute ponk
Read the road again recently. Got me in that post-apocalyptic mood
>>43468511beetus
>>43469457We have that Scootaloo green. That's post apocalypse stuff
>>43470268I would put money on that being the reason Anon brought it up
>>43470268Probably one of my favorite greens, not just for the loli stuff but for the "coziness" of it. Nothing too crazy, but everything was just convenient enough that Anon could give Scootaloo some kind of 'normal' life.
>>43470632I tell you what, with life situations becoming what they are, it's harder for me to enjoy the escapism of a story about constantly trying to find a safe and reliable place to live in and get your needs met.. I really hope the next chapter goes well for them, but conflict is important for stories.
>page eight, agin?
>>43470268It does have that element from the Road about 2 people trying to survive, but it's certainly less grim. Although having said that both it and the Road both have the main characters miraculously surviving whenever they need to. Always finding food just when they're about to starve, etc.
>>43471269To be fair, TIAWH seemed to set it up in a way that everyone died quick enough that most shit is still on the shelvesSo they just got the "easiest" apocalypse, but that'll probably change once all that food starts going bad (and of course when other survivors find out Anon's diddling Scoots)
>>43471269That's because McCarthy, despite being one of the English language's great stylists, is an abominable storyteller. The Road is a sequence of events with no overall plot and no character arcs. Any one scene is okay, but taken as a whole, it's boring. Blood Meridian has the exact same problem but on a grander scale. The average greentext writer has a better grasp of plotting and characterization than McCarthy ever did. He's only worth reading for his brilliant style, but in large doses it turns into an awful slog.
>>43471648it had too much flowery language, i had to stop and look up the definition for tons of archaic words he used
>>43464671do what now
>>43472714ToT
>>43470268Every time someone talks about that green, I HAVE to go and read it again.I like that every chapter has its own image cover, makes it feel more like a proper story.
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>>43473280Bnuuy!
>>43473280The ones where she's just smiling and looking down at her phone are so sweet.>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOUuVlQC5Y0
>>43473405>Michael JacksonA little on the nose even for this thread!Hee-hee!
>>43473408hehe, nose
>>43472711bruh what is this art?
>>43473569It was the only loli post apocalypse Scoots sfw image I could find
>>43473673ahhh Wally...
>>43473673I wish we had more drawfrens in here. I've been wanting the apocalypse green to get some art for a while now, not just AI gens (though I don't mind them).
>>43473755I need the money, but I don't think I'm super good at apocalyptic backgrounds, and let's be real.. without that, the story loses something.I do wonder, Scootaloo's hair has grown longer in that story, right? How would that style look with more length.. like it's all sticky-uppy, so surely at some point, the length would weigh it back down?
>>43473779Spiky and jagged like super saiyan 3
>>43473408
>>43473779I think the author said it's down to her shoulders by the second half of the story.
>>43474097yeah so how would that even look?
>>43475017down by her shoulders, obviouslystupidass
>>43475017Best example I can findAlthough, it's been a year now in the story's timeline since the apocalypse so it's probably longer than that now
>>43467547what's the difference?
>>43475250eyestexas = stupid
>>43475248>downward flippiesokay, I could see that. well if someone wanted to send a bit o' cash, that could happen.
Edge against soft, developing bodies
>>43475803that is how human fillies end up sticky
>>43475939They started it!
>the panelist's barely disguised fetish
>>43477174forgot pic
>>43477174Forget to take off the flag?
>>43476633I've been seeing a lot more Alice in Wonderland references recently.
slave lolis for the loli harem
>>43477180>has a their
>>43477902>No! I'm tired of you always pleasuring Fluttershy first! I wanna be best girl today!Man what's it take for a slave lord to get some peace & quiet!
>>43478100>me fail english?>that's unpossible!
more girls in sundresses
>>43478844hellll yes. the best summer clothing besides the outfit the good lord gave you
>>43478105Give more attention to your loli servants, anon.We have favorites, but jealousy will foster if you don't attend the others.
>>43475260I wish I had the money for itIt's a cute story that deserves a cute draw
>>43478844>sundress>cute hat, w/ribbon >ocean view>sunsetABSOLUTE PEAK
>>43480031Thanks don't know what we'd do without these invaluable nothingbumps when it takes a thread 16 hours to fall of the board
>>43480050Don't be so sure. Sliders sometimes appear out of nowhere.
>>43481153>Eviscerate the proleta-!Alright more correction is needed, obviously.
>>43478844>Grannyhttps://haystack.yerf.org/JOpb9D.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/lrRNAq.png>Erishttps://haystack.yerf.org/5vh6KX.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/3YdlNC.png
>>43481642>Granny>"Pa?...My kitty's burnin' up somethin' fierce again..can y'all help?"
>>43481642love it
>>43481642>ErisIt's really giving eighth-grader syndrome/ChūnibyōYou ever see that one anime where that girl who has an eyepatch believes she has super secret special devil powers? It's like that
>>43482044why couldn't I have ever met fun people like that? Nobody had any goddamn imagination where I grew up, and sadly had to move back to for financial reasons.
>>43482044Yes it had tons of cute girls and great hentai doujinshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNpMiT5qpyI
>>43482044That's exactly what I was going for.>>43482084That's unfortunate that you never met anybody like that. My best friend and I were weebs in middle school and we met because I was making "retarded raptor" noises in the hallway and he did them back because neither of us had any sort of social awareness whatsoever. I'm just glad we didn't have a camera to record ourselves back in the day. We %100 would have had a video like this floating around the internet if we did https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCZs29IAu3c
>>43482190I mean yeah I had some 'make weird noises' friends, exactly once. But no cute girls ever did that.. or acted anything out, or did anything fun
>>43482190Dude I had a friend in elementary who I'd be autistic about Jurassic park with, the fuck.
>>43482044>>43482084>>43482111>"Stop saying I'm a chuni!">"I keep telling you I'm a 2000 year old Goddess of Chaos and Discord!">"Hell my alternate counterpart is literally called Discord!">"He's a Draconequus Anon! A freaking mish mash of Dragon, Equine, and whatever else we thought was cool, it's like super special and way better than being a normal boring dragon!">"Tremble before me mortal! Fear my chaotic energies!"
>>43482195I think girls are just more prone to social pressure than boys are at a young age, so they're way less likely to do shit like that.
>>43482241ohhh she's rule 63 human Discord. that's Qte.
>>43482241Cute brat
>>43483125Cute
>>43482241I feel anon and Eris' relationship would be like this>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxJUn21QBz0
>>43483925you.... write on that thing? or is that just reviewing
>>43483925Another Time Is All We Have enjoyer, I see
>>43483925Man I thought that was an etch-a-sketch at first.
>>43483966Cool
>>43483925>>43483966I've heard about this. Does it really have ads? If so that's aids.
>>43484313HEY ANON DID YOU KNOW GAS GOES BAD IF IT ISN'T USED FOR LONG ENOUGH?>>43485203If it does I don't run into them. I got the thing for ten dorrar so I don't have much room to complain regardless LOL
>>43485521it's true. they're beginning to hit that limit, too, unless they find a supply of that stuff that can extend the time limit... but they do have an electric truck, as I recall.If diesel was a more popular vehicle choice, you could probably get by for a long time just finding a diesel vehicle on any ol' corner, pouring whatever hydrocarbons you have into the tank, and running it til it wears out from those not being the IDEAL hydrocarbons the engine would like. You can basically treat a diesel vehicle like a human, just run it like crap til it dies and then get another one.
>>43485521The writer does know that, that's why they have an electric vehicle lol
>>43485521Maybe the gas was always bad.
>>43485857My point was that the author makes the fact that he knows this ABUNDANTLY clear
>>43473779I made an autistically detailed timeline of the story (I found a date typo for the writer because of this), so I think I'm best equipped for this other than the main man himself.October 1st 2023 her hair is described as "trailing down to her shoulders". And where we are now in the story is around March 2024, so I would say it would probably be a little bit past her shoulders
>>43486489sure but, again, my point is, her hairstyle doesn't make sense that way. it grows upward. it doesn't trail.
>>43486668well those 2 things aren't mutually exclusive, even people who's hair grows up will eventually grow down once it gets long enough. In that first description she probably hadn't had a haircut since around march when the apocalypse started.
>>43486686so like I was saying would it just be weighed down or...I can't picture it at all. least of all how to make it still look like Scootaloo.
>>43486690I think with the context in mind and as long as she's recognizable enough, she'll be fineAs for you asking, even hair sticking up would weigh itself down once it gets long enough.Probably similar to picrel
>>43486947huh, that looks okay
Well I like the one Scootaloo post-apocalypse green where she's a mechanic and trades her skills for semen. Because it's a delicacy or some shit. I forgor what it's called but I liked that it had a new language formed after so long since the apocalypse, it was like creole.
>>43487210wasn't that cyberpunk?
>>43487210https://ponepaste.org/10839It's Payment, in the OP. I liked that one too, hope it gets a continuation someday.
>>43487228no but a Cyberpunk green would also be cool
>>43487229Nice
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>>43488099UUUOOOOHHHH!!!!!
>>43488099Is it me or are their heads fucking huge here
>>43489816They're children, anon. You're in /jdb/.Although I don't know what the fuck is up with Fluttershy's chest, I guess oppai loli or something. But yes. Children proportionally have larger heads than adults.
>>43490723is that candy drugged...
>>43490776Aphrodisiac
>>43490776No, she has way more in her unmarked van.
>>43491244are those even real?
>>43491439as expected
>>43491519lick
>>43491519*SNIFF*
>>43491519Belly tickles!>*Tickle tickle tickle*
>>43493052can I please set this as my brain's screensaver so I see it when I wake up for real
>>43493700The idea was not really torturing her, more meant to show that things aren't cozy like they were because of how much time is passing.1. I wrote it not as him going in bone dry, but her losing her virginity. That's on me and I'll probably edit that once I finish the rest of the next chapter.2. I wasn't sure if I wrote that part well enough, but Scootaloo was more than alright with it. She thought it was her way of "making up" for what happened on her birthday, even though Anon told her right away there was nothing to be sorry for. It's less torturing her and more him saying "Nothing's changed, don't beat yourself up." I wanted to make sure she was still happy.3. The main idea behind the end of the last chapter was that things weren't completely safe and that some things weren't always gonna last. It was 50/50 also me trying to figure out how to write that portion out the way I saw it in my head.I haven't lost interest in the story, just struggling to figure out how to write it without it going too in either direction, whether focusing too much on their relationship without any story development, or focusing too much on the world/setting instead of the main characters, while ALSO trying not to make it into something it isn't. This act is not meant to be as cozy/campy as the first one, more darker with glimmers of hope given the setting.>Also, you can only pull off the "Well, you know how it usually goes..." thing once.Funny you say that, I ended up doing it again in the current chapter. I'll fix that because I hate doing stuff like that lol
>>43493761>This act is not meant to be as cozy/campy as the first one, more darker with glimmers of hope given the setting.BUT it'll still have cozy/campy stuff.
>>43493761sometimes I think you're just me, but another one of me.
>>43494875what's that soulless, inhuman succubus doing next to Chryssy?
>>43495635I also prefer Fluffle Puff, but nobody does human fluffle puff except her creator, who has... completely lost the plot.
>>43495635Both are planning the same thing, anon. Don't let Chrysalis acting nice fool you.
>>43494875It's a shame we don't have a site for the fanbox stuff anymore
>>43496656wa happen to it
>>43496684Kemono is dead
>>43496687https://pawchive.pw/
>>43496687aw maaan
>>43496698this is why you homeschool
>>43496688sadly doesn't have fanbox stuff, been trying to get gnsisir's stuff for a while now
>>43496698Better version.
You marrying girls yet?
>>43497319Reduce the age of consent
>>43496997Worse version. The first one was going to end in hypothermia, and they were going to need help warming up. This one is going to end in frostbite and they'll get some toes amputated.
>>43497712>not keeping their feet in your mouth all the timeNGMI
>>43497319No
>>43496844https://pawchive.pw/fanbox/user/12908562It has Fanbox. Fantia is the one it doesn't have.
>>43497757Why do you fucking weirdos always show up every fucking thread
>>43498677anon, every part of human fillies is beautiful and nommable.
>>43496688>>43498491Neato. We are (relatively) so back!
>>43496688>>43498491https://pawchive.pw/fanbox/user/6943885/post/12281127https://pawchive.pw/fanbox/user/6943885/post/12409230https://pawchive.pw/fanbox/user/6943885/post/11938192Fucking nice, they have a lot of artist updated in that one, it will be a pain the ass to put in favorites the ones I got in kemono but it will be worth it
>>43499283Oh, so Ms. Harshwhinny wants to join us. Sure, MILFs are welcome, too.
>>43499285Awesome
>>43499735The cutest trio
Trying to get the next chapter of TIAWH finally knocked off this week and proofread, will try to post Friday once I'm back in town.Sorry it's taken me six months just to push out a chapter.
>>43501314has it really been six months? man.. time is flowin.
>>43501314After that though, I'm gonna post the next few chapters in bursts. So even if a chapter takes a couple months to finish, you at least aren't being left on Read for six months.
>>43501314very cool>>43501319>>43501319but time is all we have...
>>43501314Take your time, it's good cozy shit, don't feel the need to rush.
>>43496688I can't trust anything that sounds this furry
>>43497332>reducesissyhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1ns0mxIdWc
>>43502069It's a copy of Kemono.
>>43502077Yeah, but is it the same kind of people?
>>43502106I think is another team
>>43502070
>Hey hey, Sensei! You promised to walk me home!https://haystack.yerf.org/Jw0X5Q.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/vOBfXN.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/CZrKK6.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/DqnXOf.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/8gHRN9.png
Good afternoon /jdb/
>>43503575>Blue archive lolis but now being properly lolisGive me a applebloom Momoi
>>43503618is that... poke or whatever?
>Opening day always left you listless>You observed by smell, much like an animal>The earthy, relaxing smell of the stables>The fragrant botanicals in the gin spilled on the floors in the stands>They cloying funk born from the miscegenation of cheap perfumes and expensive colognes>The bastardization of which would result in some unforgettable memories and the very faint but easily recognized sound of life savings being cleaved in two>All these scents emanating from the undulating mass of well-dressed predators and prey, all confused in their own roles, looking for someone to bite>All those seasons you sat in attendance, observing the gaggle from the outside by the grace of your relatives>And now you sat on top of it all>About a year ago uncle managed the largest, most prestigious race track in all of Southern Califoalnia in one of the prettiest cities therein>As much as he loved horses, gambling, and young women, he equally valued his privacy>He knew you were more or less strapped for cash, so he paid you to be the operating manager of the company running this particular operation>A simple limited liability operation, about as clean as they come>Which wasn’t all that clean but hey, when in Roan>His Neighchelles-based holding company, however, got into more hot water than he could fit in his pot>To avoid any more instances of his powerword appearing in chancery court documents, he transferred all his responsibilities to his manager, was removed from the company, and left behind one of the things he loved most>You don’t exactly remember signing anything, but his notary (your cousin) remembers it just fine>Not as if it’s your uncle’s problem, if his Barbraydos residence, Panamaneian bank accounts, and security detail have anything to say about it>Amidst all the obvious fraud, you don’t feel slighted by the outcome
>>43503792>Your uncle knew how much you appreciated his track, how much you loved horses, and how capable you were of running it all>The compensation was nothing to snuff at either>You weren’t exactly in the best spot before all of this>Your used car, used clothes, and generally tired appearance betrayed all the wealth your extended family (i.e., not you) managed>You drank cheap, ate cheap, lived cheap>Now you sat among Torrey Pines in a Palisander-facade souterrain mansion, surrounded by whatever mid-century modern furniture your uncle could collect>(He was straight, trust me)>Sitting back into your Charles Preanes lounge chair, you swirled amber liquid in one of your finer pieces of crystal as you overlooked the racetrack and a good northward chunk of the city awash in the midday sun>Two years ago that liquid would’ve been a mishmash of whatever hooch you could fit into a jar>Now you sipped drams of Adritrotico>Reflecting, again, on your newfound wealth and the fact that you had roughly a fourteen percent chance of being born Indian, your musings are interrupted by a din growing outside your office door
>>43503807I think you mean Whinndian
>>43503807>A mixture of hemming, hawing, giggling>Sounds of youth, joy, and anticipation>Your own listlessness turned into your own mixture of excitement, trepidation, and ennui>You liked things in three>The sound outside the door came from another responsibility you took on following your sudden promotion>Your uncle made a good bit of his fortune from his race track and the betting that took place there>People came to the track for several reasons: Location, amenities, history, the venue itself>But men stayed (and paid) for one in particular>The source of the cheap, thick perfume worn by women who had what would best be described as “unrefined” palates>Not to say they were trashy or anything of the sort>Just inexperienced>Think PINK, or the inside of a Maire's; that sort of "charm">Well off men came in droves to the track to find themselves a pretty young girlfriend>And girls came to find themselves a handsome, mature walking ATM>While it was one of your new responsibilities to make sure that the gentlemen invited were men of good standing and appearance, they were hardly your main priority as they tended to self-filter effectively and a quick ask about town and a view of a RopedIn profile would take care of the rest>The girls, on the other hand, required your discerning eye>The group slowly approaching already went through their “background checks”>Not to imply they didn’t know what they were getting into – everyone knew the score – but there wasn’t exactly a prêt-à-porter service for this type of thing>After the girls indicated some interest, your people bribed their school friends and interviewed their families, found their medical exams, tracked their online lives>They made sure the girls were who they said they were, that they were in good health, and that they would be as attractive on any day as they were when they came to you>Now it was up to you to make sure these girls had good intentions themselves>That they were of the caliber your men came to expect and not just some feckless teens looking for a new Marecedes to total>You knew what to expect having been an observer several times to fulfill your operational duties>There was a pretty straightforward conversational structure and rather rough guidelines; there was a surprising amount of creative freedom in the process>But now it was just you>Much like a master distiller, each batch of fine young women would be flavored by your own intentions>The din grew as the steps became closer, then faded away>A familiar unlatch of the doors to your office prompted you to set your drink down and rise from your chair>The new batch had arrived
>>43503575Aw yeah, Peak Archive time.
>>43504327
>>43503868am I going to jail?
>>43504626No. As long as you don't tell.
>9Is it me, or this board is faster than usual?
>>43505294how about you actually contribute something instead of bumping a thread that shouldnt be bumped you lazy fuck. Stop waiting on other people to contribute.And before you ask I'm working on my doodle
>>43497757
>>43503752https://haystack.yerf.org/9hwyNW.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/5alklS.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/sShD8G.pngThe first Momoi lora I found didn't even try. She just ended up naked https://haystack.yerf.org/nOlWe3.png>>43505294It does feel faster today.
>>43505569>The first Momoi lora I found didn't even try. She just ended up nakedThat AI was taught VERY EARLY what creators and prompters wanted.
>>43505467This is getting too weird, JFC
>>43505569way kawaii bloomy
>>43499285Fucken bullshit censorship scribbles. Some of the girls look like they have cobwebs in their pussies.
>researching gen alpha and zoomer slang to use in my green
>>43506851why? it's fake. ignore it.
>>43506852this ain't it twin
>The employees had done a fine job again>/Your/ employees had done a fine job again>From your quick scan every girl was as pretty as the next>All healthy shades of Crayola, good hair, bright eyes>Not to say the all looked like the same archetypal bimbo>In the mix were bookish girls, athletic ones, even some tomboys>You could visualize the tomboys trying to smoke their dates’ cigars, overconfident as usual, and subsequently coughing their little lungs out>You felt a grin start to creep onto your face before you relaxed and regained your professional half smile>Your presence silenced their talking, save for a few hushed comments of “he’s okay looking” and “I’m pretty sure he’s taken”>You weren’t, but that was neither here nor there as you weren’t exactly looking right now“Ladies, you have chosen, or have been chosen, to participate in my mixer program here at the Del Mare Racetrack. I trust that you all know what you’re getting into and I hope you have as good intentions in coming as I have in welcoming you”>The girls are looking at you intently now>Well, most of them>Some are clearly more interested in your nice digs, but you’ll let it slide>You aren’t running a prison camp>You scan the crowd for shifty eyes, nervous smiles, anything that would indicate feelings of trepidation past butterflies-in-the-stomach and into the realm of regret“That being said, while I do intend to get to know all of you a lot more in the coming afternoon, I don’t want any of you to feel pressured into joining me. You’re here to have fun and make some memories”>That, and any ill reports would tarnish the program immediately>Pretty much everyone in town knew what you were up to>And everyone that wanted to stop you had to deal with police and judges with their own cute girlfriends insisting they ignore the old hags>Still, that didn’t stop people from accusing you of running a brothel and pressganging girls into your trafficking operation>You dreaded the possibility of some kid over her head getting into the event and going into public hysterics after getting hit on once
>>43506875>gf tries to swig your liquor or take a puff of your smokeawww...just like me at that age
>>43506875this is becoming increasingly less savory, but I also have zero idea what's going on, so
>>43506888Sir, please leave the Del Mare Racetrack, you are too gay.
>>43506891alright but I'm taking my human fillies with me. And we're gonna make our OWN racetrack. Wiiith video games! And cuddles!
>>43506875“You’re welcome to leave at any time, ignore anyone you don’t fancy, et cetera. You have full agency and I want you to know that”>That sentence got most of them to snap to you>A girl with grey-streaked lavender hair sniggered and elbowed the smart looking meganekko next to her >”Did blud really just say ‘fancy’?”>Look here you little shi->No Anon, don't flip out just yet>Some of the men are into that sort of speaking and… attitude>But you do have a role to fulfill“I take you find that funny… Diamond Tiara?”>She focuses on you now, looking caught but retaining that bit of smugness you came to expect from these girls“You’re going to have to deal with a lot more than just ‘fancy’ around these men and women. They’ll be using words you don’t know, cracking jokes you don’t get, referencing things from before you were born, if you can fathom it”>DT rolls her eyes and makes a stank face towards the window>You lean towards her and lower your tone“Let me put it this way: If you’re going to act like a child, I’m not going to have you turn my club into a daycare. You’ll be out on your ass before the horses lave the stables.”>Her face snaps to yours with a hurt expression before looking towards her shoes>”Sorry, Mr. Aggot”>The bespectacled girl next to her smiles contently to herself, silently reveling in schadenfreude>You didn’t like berating girls over what was really nothing, but you had a reputation to uphold“The same goes for everyone else. You can be yourselves, you can befriend anyone you want. But if you’re going to start petty arguments and have a smarmy attitude, you ought to leave now. I don’t want your middleschool clique behavior finding its way into my venue.”>You knew they had no way of telling what they would do in every situation; not everyone could be as stoic and controlled (read: autistic) as you>You were just setting expectations>Fuck, you felt yourself being too mean again“...It makes me feel old, especially when you use words I don’t understand”>You get a courteous sensible chuckle from the crowd>Let's try something else“Now, I’ve heard about all of you from my people, whom I affectionately call my GOONS”>a faceless voice in the crowd blows raspberries, followed by a happy murmur“What? Were my GOONS not helpful in getting you here? Do you have a problem with GOONS?”>The murmur turns into a wave of held back sniggering and doubling over, shoulders heaving and bits of laughter escaping the crowd>Even Diamond Tiara looked back in spirits>Still got it, Anon“Great, now that I’ve gotten all that bleakness out of the way, let’s relax and get to know each other before the races”
>>43506973https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sAXZbfLzJUg
>>43506973>Go to race track>To meet filliesIt's genius
https://www.bilibili.com/video/BV1HJuX6kE5g/
>>43508146... What?
>>43508746chineighs.
Emptying my fat fucking old man balls in a tight human filly CUNNY
Pulling Bloomy into the closet at a party for NECKING!
>>43506973>Mr. Aggotlolfresh that it's not just another "anon"Or "Anon Y. Mouse". That one is terrible.
>>43506973>Your “goons” began setting out the drinks and hors d’oeuvres you bought for the occasion while the girls looked on expectantly, making small excited noises>The food and drink were picked based on what you liked yourself and what you expected your older patrons to enjoy>Peppers, stuffed olives, rye crisps, carpaccio, light party fare of the sort>You made sure to have fruit available for the less adventurous/hungry girls, but made sure to notice who was trying new foods, who would retch at the site of something that wasn’t kiddy food, and who took more than decorum granted her>In preparation for your first review, you had also made the executive decision to allow alcohol to be served at the function>This didn’t surprise your staff given that alcohol flowed pretty freely at the event itself>You did this to further test the applicants, to see how they would handle themselves around liquor in preparation for the larger event>You were surprised your uncle didn’t have any preparation in place for this sort of thing nor that any incidents had occurred, or more realistically, had been reported>E-Mailing him on the matter prompted the simple reply “I never wanted to deal with a bunch of drunk teens. I got enough of that in high school. If that’s what you’re into go for it ;-)”>How dare he imply you derived any pleasure from this sort of thing?>From seeing girls well under the drinking age get tipsy on your alcohol>Indignation aside, you racked your brain trying to think of what girls would want to drink>Keeping your old habits in tact, you went to several liquor markets in the neighboring cities looking for whatever you thought they would like>As a result, alongside your favorite bourbons, gins, and liqueurs, you also had RumChata, Marelibu, Snowpity Ice, and Colt 45>Were these still in style?>You had no idea>Your bartender was at a loss for what you were thinking, but she was clueless herself having stuck to classier circuits her entire career>You both were trying your best>Well whatever, if they didn’t like it you had mineral water and local brews>Unbothered, the girls looked over your display with their eyes gleaming, having never seen so much alcohol provided so freely to them in such an accepting setting>Most of them only had drank in the presence of their parents’ or explicitly outside their presence, if at all>Here, they were free to let loose>Though not too loose; this was still an interview
>>43509634>Though not too looseCome on, everyone knows these girls are loose.
>>43509634>As the girls dispersed among your office, you picked your own glass back up and ambled about yourself>Some of the girls made a bee line for the oak bar, some for the snack table, and a few gathered at your floor-to-ceiling windows to enjoy the view>You walk towards your desk, feigning work flipping through your Polodex as you make your way towards the girls doing their best to catch a glimpse of the far-off jockeys making their way to the stables before the races>The girl who was standing next to Diamond Tiara earlier was staring intently towards the horizon>Approaching her side, you ask a little icebreaker“Are you excited for opening day Silver Spoon?”>”Sorry? Oh, I’m excited for a lot of things.”“Are you now? What’s on your mind?”>”Right now it’s ensuring I get a view as good as this.”>”Soon, preferably.”>Turning towards you, the light reflects off the surrounding mountains to catch her glasses and obscure her eyes>”You know, I’ve always heard about you, but I’ve never seen your photo.”>”You must take after your uncle.”>You did, however coincidentally>He had a reason to hide from the spotlight; you never had a reason to be in it>She look you up and down with a pleased look creeping onto her gentle face, her eyes breaking though the glare and shining towards you like a freshly unearthed piece of Amethyst>”If he was as handsome as you are, some people really do have it all”>She cocks her head slightly and narrows her gaze>”Or better yet, they /take/ it”>Yeah, she’ll be fine>You tell her how you appreciate the comment, mostly brushing it off, then continue on with other conversation ending pleasantries before walking off to check on the others>The previous year had been rife with gold diggers trying to get at your newfound wealth, so you were pretty used to these advances>Them coming in such an attractive package, however, made them a little more effective than you expected
>tfw Diamond Tiara got isekai'd in human world and she's learning to walk>ANON HELP ME>i have no clothes for her and i need to help her standing on two legs>ANON>grab her by the waist and slowly help her>hope no one's watching me with an unknown child>move your leg forward and flex it like this>I WONT... MAKE IT>not on your tips, rest your feet on the floor, hooves. like this.>She's looking like disgusted by her own body>I'm holding her by the chest but she don't seem to mind>Like this...try to find your equilibrium, now your center of gravity is right there, your navel. Now you're just going to stand, okay>she nods, arms folded, and try to stand>Don't try to fold your legs, look at mines>How are you standing like this. Take it off, and this cloth too aAaah !>grab her as she almost fell>take down my shorts and shirt now we're both naked facing a mirror>Why I don't have this thing>You're a female, I'm a guy, we are>Oh sweet Celestia... i get that now sorry. Thought that was some kind of tail. >She's looking at me with attention trying to imitate my moves, with random screeches, ending generally on all fours>she's progressing , heading to the windowed bay and on the backyard>completely naked>wait, please, stay inside i don't want a neighbor to see you>Anon I"m trying to focus!>quickly put some shorts and follow her>she's trying to reach a random item on the garden using her hands>show her how to.>See, this is your thumb, and other things are fingers, with these you can grab things and more. Try not to use your mouth. >okay I'm gonna try this, uh okay one second>she's going next to the tree barely walking straight>she's peeing standing up>rants, then goes on all fours>wiping her legs on the grass, then coming back inside>what did you just...>I never peed on myself! Is this body normal how am I supposed to->You gotta sit or squat...>What's in your pants?>Oh eh. males are unconsciously triggered by female hormones.>Why are you always covering it, I don't get that>Okay, here you go.>She's looking at it, grins and leave a simple, unimpressed >Looks okay, now how do I look like as a human ?>young. about 10 years. flat chested. Womens breasts grow bigger with age. >the what>These things. That's tits>You got them too.>Yes, uh good point. Let's keep walking okay>follow her, always ready to anticipate her falls.>Diamond, just one thing, if someone asks, you're my sister in law and you're learning to walk again after a car accident okay>she's looking at me and replies with a >ok sure>then>whatever a car is and how you can get an accident with one
>>43509634Girls like to drink that Kool aid tier watery stuff, you know? Buck's Farms, Seabreezy's, get some of that.
>>43510405Reverse Isekai. Pony Diamond is teleported into the human world.
>>43465310>https://haystack.yerf.org/Kx4nlT.pngMore lovey-dovey preggers cunny sex in this style, I beg of thee anon. Chryssie, DT, Cozy, Babs... Any of the gals with a rough exterior.
>>43510614So Anthropology but without any of the setup or plot or English?
>>43509786https://vocaroo.com/1nrcGBC3QYrA
>>43510637https://haystack.yerf.org/mgnD9d.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/sB6jYs.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/mWs6Ca.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/x7cLO9.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/k4SaRH.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/Gx6VVK.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/yLkXmu.pnghttps://haystack.yerf.org/nKaQAF.pngChrysalis seems to come out a little cleaner than other girls with that set up.
>>43510993Uoooohhhhh!!! Pregunny!
>>43510904art
>>43510904Top kek
>>43510993holy kino
>>43509786this is fun
>>43511771Cute
>>43511771pinkie pie best (loliloving) wife
>>43512250Rad
>>43511771>>43512235Did you guys know the call of the fem lolicon is "uuuuaaaaahhhh!!!"?I found it funny. We use O, they use A.
Tempted to wait till next thread to post the next chapter since it's pretty long, but I've been saying I'll post it for ages now.
>>43441672>https://haystack.yerf.org/EiFmvk.pngHere's my attempt at drawing this at mare fair
>>43513876Kek
>>43513876pwehehehe
>>43510904>ceiling bird
>THE BIG CITY MINI-WIFE IS YOUR PERFECT FUN-SIZED COMPANION FOR YOUR ON-THE-GO LIFESTYLE!>FITS INTO MOST LARGE SUITCASES AND OVERHEAD COMPARTMENTS!>SHE'S PERFECT FOR...>THE BOAT!>THE RV!>THE HOUSEBOAT!>THE ROMAN STYLE BATH!>HOTEL ROOMS!>CLOSETS!>THE CAR!>OR EVEN JUST THE BEDROOM!>THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS!
>>43510993>pregnant wedding dress combo Yeah, that's the stuff.
I'm wrapping up the last bit of the chapter and thinking of posting today. It's probably gonna be about 38-40 posts long.Should I wait till next thread, or post now and link in the next thread (or post it again in the next thread)?
>>43515478I'd wait until the next thread unless you want to post it twice.
>>43515494I don't mind posting it twice, as long as people don't mind seeing it twice.
>>43515533We can see it twice. Go ahead, man.
>>43515478i dont suppose it has a good halfway point
>>43515851... Shit, I could just do that too.Halfway point is a decent cut-off. In that case, I'll post the first half in this thread and the rest in the next one.AFTER that though, I'm gonna write and post a chapter in spurts like I should've from the start so people aren't waiting months for an update.
>>43515866excellent. because my ass was not looking forward to 40 posts no offense. Long day, hard day, and I've only been awake for 2 hours.
>>43513373Use your words like a big girlcmon
>>43515880Don't worry, I hate doing long posts too.
>>43515897it's noive-wrackin', aint it?
Previous: >>43119209PART 2: WHAT DID YOU DO>As soon as day broke, you packed the car and headed for Prairie City. It was chilly, but the heater did its job well.>The roads to the north were relatively clear, apart from a few abandoned vehicles to the side, though you didn't stick to them for too long.>You told Scootaloo about what you heard—even played the broadcast for her.>Needless to say... she wasn't convinced.>And neither were you, at least not completely.>You would've shrugged off the message had it not been for them mentioning the date. Even then, you still weren't sure it was still maintained.>That was until you checked the message again this morning... and they explicitly mentioned the 31st of March this time, NOT the 30th like it did the night before.>They updated it—which meant there was somebody on the other end.>The closer to Prairie City you got, the stronger the signal became, until it was practically crystal clear. Little Cedar was at least fifteen miles away from the city, so for you to be able to hear that far out meant anybody in the county—if not further than that!—could hear their signal.>Anybody...>Which was why you took it slow and steady. You checked your corners and blind spots, and didn't venture too deep into the second closest town.>You kept your distance from any main road that other people were likely to take. Hopefully these people wouldn't be too busy.>Then Scootaloo asked you something.>"How do we know -they're- friendly?">Of course, you didn't count that out. You never stopped being cautious about the prospect of meeting others, especially the further along things are.>Not everybody out there was out to get you, you were sure of it... but trusting every strange voice on the radio wasn't smart, either.>That's why when you got close enough to the coordinates they blared on the radio, you started straying from the main roads, cutting through woodland and plains.>It only took an hour to find what you were looking for. The closer you got, the more you came across spray painted signs that said "PROVIDENCE HOSPITAL, POP 40" hanging from billboards and street lights.>Population 40, just like the radio said.>You tip-toed the car through particularly dense vegetation—enough that even the more astute explorers would have trouble seeing it upon first glance.>Once hidden enough from the road, you parked it and got out."Alright," you say to Scootaloo, "stay here. I'm gonna check it out.">"Are you sure...?">You looked at her and clicked your cheek."... Not really.">You leaned over and kissed Scootaloo on the forehead. Good luck, you suppose.>Quietly, you exited the car and crept your way through the bush land and trees, inching your way closer to the road.>It only took a couple minutes before what you were looking for started coming into view, and you stopped to verify it in its entirety.
>>43515948>Providence Memorial Hospital, established in 1947, as the nearest sign said. It wasn't a large hospital, only two stories, but the complex seemed to be fairly massive.>The entire building was surrounded by a metal fence; its parking lot littered with ambulances that looked like they'd been sitting there for all year.>At first, you didn't see any sign of life. You waited for any disruption of stillness, something to jump out at you, and...>There they were, on the second floor over the front entrance—you saw two people, a man and a woman.>Two people. Real people. Undeniably people.>You let go of the breath you'd been holding and looked further.>Sure enough, you saw more people by what must've been a storage shed. They were laughing about something, and eating some kind of canned food, spam or otherwise.>A guard of some kind emerged from behind one of the ambulances; sure enough, he was carrying a gun—and yet something about his posture didn't feel threatening to you.>Then again, you never could read most postures all too well...>The silhouettes of people seemed to shuffle from place to place between the windows of the hospital.>If you didn't know any better, you would've thought everything was back to normal around here.>You spent a few minutes watching the hospital from afar, darting from person to person, watching their movements—and pondering what to do next.>It was hard to believe there was anymore to their message; why go through the effort of announcing yourself to the world otherwise?>Then again, you've seen enough movies proving otherwise...>But the way they were just... relaxing...>By open glass windows, outside, in plain view...>Where anyone could just aim and...>Were those... kids...?>You don't even remember when you stepped out into the open—but the next thing you knew, you were approaching the gate, hands in the air.>It didn't take long for them to see you.>A minute later, a middle-aged woman came out of the front entrance of the building, a lone armed guard accompanying her.>Her posture seemed relaxed, almost elegant as she approached you.>None of them had their guns pointed at you.>"Well, hello there," the woman said to you, almost with joy-like demeanor. "Can I help you?">You froze at the first words spoken to you by another human, other than Scootaloo, in a year.>Clearing your throat—and cautiously lowering your hands—you answer her."U-Uh, hi...">Say something else, you idiot."I, uh... heard your broadcast on the radio last night. Is this...?">"The right place?" she finished your question—and nodded. "That's correct! You happened to catch us at the right time. We'd been off the air the last few weeks due to the weather here. Where did you come from?">You stammer for a second before answering."Little Cedar.">The woman chuckled.>"Speak of the devil, we just had a couple of our scouts pass through there last night. I take it you weren't there very long?"
>>43515951"No," you lied. "Showed up maybe... two days ago, I think?">With a hum, the woman motioned for the guard to stay put. She took a few steps forward and worked to unlock the gate. With a gentle grip, she pulled it open.>"Well... allow me to formally welcome you to Providence. You and your...?">You tilted your head, only to notice she was looking behind you now and off to the side. With a swift turn, you looked to see Scootaloo standing at least thirty feet away.>Standing by the thickest tree she could find.>With her gun out."Scoot...!" you whispered loudly.>The woman simply chuckled.>"It's alright, there's nothing wrong with being cautious... especially nowadays. I assume this is your sister?">You chewed on your inner cheek and stared at Scootaloo for a moment, before turning back to the woman."... Yeah. We've been on the road for a few months now.">"And your parents?">You shook your head."They both got sick... left us at home.">It was only half true.>The woman gave both of you a sorrowful frown before turning to Scootaloo.>"I'm so sorry.">You could hear Scootaloo faintly, yet hesitantly, say "S'alright.">"Well, in either case, I'm glad you both made the journey to get here. I can imagine it's been difficult.">You simply nod, and it's enough to convince her—she wasn't exactly wrong.>"Then allow me, again, to welcome you home.":::::>You followed the woman into Providence.>Your new home, she called it.>The first thing that caught your eye were two kids chasing each other down the halls. They looked no older than six or seven years old.>A woman, presumably the mother of one of them, scolded them both not to run down the halls so fast.>They ignored her, as children often do.>"I'm sorry," the woman guiding the two of you spoke, "I don't believe I properly introduced myself. I'm Primrose Bloom. And you are...?""Uh, Anon," you name yourself. "This is Scoot.">"Scootaloo. Anon calls me Scoot," Scootaloo replied almost defensively.>Primrose eyed you, then Scootaloo, before her smile grew.>"I can see you two are quite close.">'You might say that...' you thought."Wouldn't be a good brother if I wasn't," you actually said.>You see a hint of a smile on Scootaloo's face before it fades away.>As Primrose guided you both through the hospital corridors, showing off the various facilities in use, you couldn't help but notice some of the people here wearing hospital uniforms, and you grew curious."So did you all work here?" you asked her.>"Some of us did," she answered, "about me and twelve others. We were one of the last refugee centers in the city during the pandemic. Most of us left before things got bad, just to be with their families. The rest of us stayed to help those still alive.">Primrose's head sank solemnly.>"We tried our best, but... nothing worked this time."
>>43515954>You always imagined the hospitals were hit the hardest—anyone even remotely sick would've been flocking to places like these.>The things this woman must've seen..."I'm sorry," you tell her, genuinely.>Primrose lifted her head again and smiled.>"Thank you.">You proceeded up to the second floor, passing by a man and who you assumed was his daughter.>She exchanged eyes with Scootaloo, but only for a second, before she disappeared behind the stairwell.>"So," Primrose spoke again, "where did you live before Little Cedar?">You were so distracted by the people around you simply going about their lives, that you'd almost missed the question."Uh, Canterlot," you stammer slightly.>"Hmm, a long way's off from here, isn't it?" she pondered. "Local there?">You almost shook your head before remembering your cover."Yeah... was going to the college near my place.">Primrose hummed and nodded.>"What made you leave?">"... City burnt down," Scootaloo spoke softly, beating you to it.>The woman nearly stopped, staring with almost astonishment.>"Really?" she asked, turning to you for corroboration.>You just nod solemly. >"Oh... that's a shame. I used to go there every September. Such a lovely city...""Yeah...">A woman at the end of the hallway catches your eye.>Or more so, the giggly toddler she's bouncing on her leg.>She must've had her no more than six months ago.>Your heart sinks. Sure, they look happy now, but...>But you don't let it stop you.>What caught your eye about most of the people here was that they seemed almost... normal.>They were going about their lives, having lunch, telling each other a funny joke, or maybe just having a nap.>Sure, there were guards keeping watch, finger just tapping their triggers...>But everything here felt normal.>Nobody seemed starving or thirsty, and the children seemed healthy.>Like you thought before, it was as if the pandemic never happened here.>Eventually, Primrose ended the tour by taking you and Scootaloo to an area of the hospital further back—simply called Nursing Commons.>And it was here you realized why they were staying here at all.>"And here is where you'll be staying... at least until the renovations are complete.">The room she ushered you into was a small apartment-like lodge, the kind you would see in a nursing home. It had a kitchen, a couch facing a wall-mounted TV, and a cozy little balcony that peered off towards a bushy green field.>The door by the TV led into the private bedroom, with a bathroom just a few feet away.>Already, it looked almost as big as the dorm in Canterlot.>"Jesus," Scootaloo exclaimed, "look at all the space!">You watched her disappear into the bathroom. A few seconds later, you heard a flush.>"THE TOILET WORKS!">You—and even Primrose—couldn't help but laugh.>"Most of our water comes from rain collection," she mentioned to you. "You can thank Nimbus and Arrowfell for that."
>>43515957>It was an idea you wanted to attempt back in Canterlot—you just never had the time.>"So... what do you think of what you've seen so far?">Finally, a question you could truthfully answer."It's, uh... a lot to take in. I guess I just wasn't expecting you to be so -welcoming- like this.">Primrose shared with you a sympathetic smile.>"We do tend to show a little caution with newcomers.">She then gestured toward Scootaloo as she emerged from the bathroom.>"Then we saw your sister.">You turned to Scootaloo with a curious eye.>"It's not often these days that we come across children. Ms. River's baby alone was a godsend. Who knows if we'll see that again...?">The way she worded that raised your eyebrow, but you didn't push it any further.>"In any case, most travelers we've seen don't tend to have kids accompanying them, even if they have more... ulterior motives.">You look around the lodge and find yourself lost in how... safe it is."And this is just ours?" you ask her.>Primrose chuckles.>"Well, I can't imagine you came all this way just to stay one night, did you?">You hum to yourself.>She wasn't wrong.>"Though, I do apologize for there being only one bed. We've been working on renovating the east hall, as we figured it's a matter of time before we get more than just two people.""S'alright," you reply understandably. "Scoot and I tend to sleep together nowadays... night terrors, but they're mostly gone now.">Again... it wasn't a lie.>Primrose hummed and nodded before giving a brief sigh.>"Well, I'm afraid you're a little late to lunch, but dinner will be at five PM in the cafeteria. Our chef's an excellent cook, you can trust that. If you'd like, you're more than welcome to a hot shower and some time to adjust.">You gave her a light smile."Thank you, ma'am.">"Of course~">She turned to the door.>"I'll leave you to your business.">With that, Primrose left the lodge, leaving you and Scootaloo alone in your new "home".>After shutting the door, you took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through your nose.>"... At least she seems nice," Scootaloo said slowly.>You chuckle softly."Yeah.">Scrunching your lips, you turn to her."What do you think about this?">Hesitantly, Scootaloo shrugged.>"I dunno... I mean, they don't look like bad people, right?">You nod and take in your surroundings once again. Nothing seemed nefarious about it—just your typical nursing home living space.>There was even a box of... complementary graham crackers on the kitchen counter, not to expire for another year."I guess not.">"Well, you're the one who wanted to check this place out.""... Fair enough.">You open the box and take a bite of a graham cracker.>Still tasted store fresh!>"A fuckton of effort to go through if they were just gonna kill us, huh?">Another fair point, something you yourself thought of during the tour.>You look down at the box, then to Scootaloo, then towards the bathroom door.
>>43515960"The toilet flush?">Scootaloo grins and nods.>"AND hot water! I call first dibs on the shower!">You snicker."Just save some hot water for me, yeah?">"Can't hear you, I'm showering!">Scootaloo sang over you as she walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her, leaving you alone in the main living room with nothing but your thoughts.>You found yourself staring at the box of graham crackers again.>They really didn't seem like bad people. It'd be far more effort to pretend being good guys.>Sharing food like this?>Just giving away room and board?>Kids roaming free with not a care in this world...?>It was easy to believe it.>But you still remembered the broadcasts in the early days.>But these crackers tasted so good.>You ended up eating half the box before you realized it.>You wondered if dinner would be any better...
>>43515961>Later in the evening, you and Scootaloo walked down the stairs and through the halls, following others in tandem. The young girl held your hand in hers, uncertain if you should continue.>But she didn't stop you, so you cautiously walked through the double doors leading into the cafeteria.>There were nearly forty people here, just as the radio said. The only ones you couldn't find were the guards—no surprise.>The many who spotted the two of you coming in waved and greeted, welcoming you as you sat down.>A couple of them asked where you came from; like with Primrose, you said Canterlot and told them why you left.>One of the residents mentioned a similar incident forcing them out of Seaddle—a result of the riots that occurred before the full collapse. She remembers watching the Space Needle downtown catch fire and ultimately crash down to the Earth only a day later.>Most of everyone here were locals who lived in downtown Prairie City, allegedly choosing to move here after most of the food started to run out... and "the smell" became unbearable.>About five minutes after you entered, Primrose tapped a glass cup with a fork, and everyone stopped talking and turned to face her.>"Everyone!" she shouted with a smile. "A couple days ago, we managed to get the radio working again, and today I'm proud to welcome our two newest members, Anon and Scootaloo!">Of course, by this point, everyone knew the two of you were here, but it was only now they were learning your names.>As expected, everyone warmly welcomed you to their little community, expectant that you were planning to stay for the long haul.>One of the residents, a man named Windhelm, heard you were from Canterlot and began to tell everybody a story from when he himself lived there roughly ten years back.>You didn't really hear much of the joke, not wanting to be suddenly in the spotlight, but you laughed along with everyone else and tried not to put anymore attention on yourself than was already put onto you.>"Shit," he suddenly scoffed heartfully, "now that I think about it, I bet your sis here was just a baby around that time, huh?">Ten years ago?>... Yeah.>Yeah, she was.>"How old are -you-, Anon?">It took you a moment to answer him."Just turned twenty-one."
>>43515964>Windhelm and a couple other men beside him cheered and offered you a shot of whiskey to celebrate your "integration into manhood".>As much as you weren't sure of it...>The look on Scootaloo's face seemed only to egg you on.>You finished dinner tipsy—not that Primrose seemed to mind all that much.>It was strange, seeing just how chummy they were towards the two of you, you more so.>Like they'd known you all their lives.>It was... alien.>You'd been alone the first six months, and the last six months, you only had Scootaloo.>Now to have forty people thrust into your life like this after so long...>You didn't know how to feel about it.>But dinner tasted so good...!:::::>A couple hours after dinner, it was lights out.>A few of the residents wandered through the halls—you could hear them just outside your apartment door.>Guards kept a watchful eye on the place, both in and out.>You and Scootaloo were lying in bed.>And neither of you were able to sleep.>Scootaloo was cuddled up beside you, breathing slowly yet cautiously.>You were keeping an ear towards the bedroom door.>The window blinds were facing upward, allowing a decent amount of light from the ground floor to seep through.>You still weren't used to the sounds of other people going about their night.>It felt...>"They're weird.">Scootaloo's voiced pierced the silence.>You snickered quietly."Yeah," you whisper back, "... but at least they don't seem too bad.">"I guess...">Scootaloo nuzzled her head into the crook of your armpit.>"So... we have to pretend we had the same parents?">You gave a soft snort and rubbed her cheek."Yeah.">"For how long...?">You hesitated."... Probably forever.">...>"Fuck that.">You laughed again and hugged Scootaloo.>She didn't find it as funny, but the smile was there."Sorry, Scoot... but better they think we're related for now.">"You sure?">Your smile faded, but you maintained the hug."They can't find out, remember?">"... I know...">With a sigh, you kissed the top of Scootaloo's head. When you pulled away, you stared at the ceiling again.>"So... does that mean we can't... like...?">As you looked down at the young girl, you see her give a sucking motion with her hand and mouth—a faint smirk on her lips.>God, you were so tempted...>And the temptation alone made you think about it for longer than a second."... If we do, it doesn't leave this room. Understand?">Scootaloo scoffed playfully.>"It's not like I'm gonna tell them.""... I know...">You continued to think for another minute, finding yourself staring towards the window.>The sounds of people in the hallway came and went.>A lot of people.>A lot of ears."Let's give it a couple days and go from there... okay?">Scootaloo squeezed your hand and scooted closer to you.>"... Alright."
>>43515966>Days passed as you and Scootaloo tried settling into what you hoped would be your new life.>Primrose gradually introduced you to the other members of the Hospital, all while showing off more of the place to you.>When asked about whatever experience you had, you had to think about it.>At best, you were better about scavenging—you never really had the chance to figure out if you were a decent gardener.>Fortunately, Lucky Steer, one of the Hospital's gardeners, was willing to teach you the basics.>But for the first few days, you went out with a few others to scavenge the surrounding neighborhoods. They'd already cleared many of the homes closest to the Hospital, but the houses closer to downtown still had a fair amount of goods left sitting around.>Some of the homes suffered from rat infestations, among other things. One house had an entire family of mice living in an emptied stack of cereal and cracker boxes.>But more morbidly... many of these homes still had bodies.>The smell gave it away every single time.>Some died in their beds, others on the living room couch. One man—or was it a woman?—looked as if they died mid-stride.>This far into the outbreak, most of them have rotted to the bone. Only a couple of them couldn't have been dead longer than a month or two.>You did your best to make sure Scootaloo never saw any of this... at least, not as often.>Speaking of Scootaloo...>On your second day, Primrose showed you what was their makeshift classroom, a collection of books from Kindergarten to 12th Grade.>Before you and Scootaloo showed up, the oldest child in Providence was nine years old.>Miss Rainy Skies was their only teacher. According to her, she'd been teaching most grades since you yourself were in grade school.>But while her third grade sessions had at least six kids attending every day... Scootaloo was the only sixth grader.>And in Scootaloo's own words?>"It's so BORING!">Rainy Skies' classes with Scootaloo were one-on-one, no different from after-school tutoring. The material didn't seem difficult—well, not to YOU—but Scootaloo had more of an issue with how empty the classroom was when it was her time to learn.>Scootaloo actually liked the teacher. Nervous at first, admittedly, but in her own words:>"... She kinda reminds me of Miss Cheerilee...">Some of the material being taught, Scootaloo had already learned in school before the outbreak, but there was still plenty to be taught.>Much to her chagrin.>But while Scootaloo was busy at "school"...>You went for a walk with Primrose.:::::>On the third day, you and Primrose strolled around the Hospital, watching people go about their day. Some would greet you both, and others would share a passing glance.>Some wouldn't acknowledge you—or at least, have no reason to.>As if they felt safe enough around you.
>>43515969>"Many of the folks here are locals," she told you. "Some of them lived downtown, tried to run off when the riots got bad. Then they all got relocated here by the military.""And what happened to them?" you asked her.>"A few stayed behind to keep watch, but the rest all got redeployed to the city.">Primrose nibbled on her cheek.>"Never came back.">She then tilted her head over to the guards out front.>"Our guards are the only ones that stayed. Of course, we had a few leave to find their families. The rest... I assume they already assumed the worst.">You and Primrose stood by the set of windows overlooking the front entrance and parking lot, where she greeted you only a few days before.>"I imagine Canterlot was just as bad?" she asked you.>You somberly nodded."Yeah... I never went downtown, but I could hear a lot of it," you told her. "The highways were so clogged, you couldn't even get out if you wanted to, not with the military on the other side.">You told her about your own experience—how you stayed in the college, how you tried, and failed, to ration your supplies, how you dared to venture out into the wasteland that was once civilization, and how you and Scootaloo managed to get by all those lonesome months.>Of course, you were delicate with your words.>You didn't tell her you found a starving eleven year old girl all on her own, abandoned by her parents out of happenstance. To Primrose, you and Scootaloo waited for "your" parents to come home.>To Primrose, you and Scootaloo were burgled by strangers in the dead of night and chose to go back to the college and make a home there, making sure to leave a note for her parents to find.>To Primrose, you survived the apocalypse with your little sister, alone in a big and empty city, until one day that city caught fire.>And you ran and ran, trying to find somewhere safe to call home.>And here you are.>Not all of it was a lie, and that was all Primrose needed to know.>Eventually, you parted ways with the middle-aged woman and began making your way back to your apartment.>Primrose watched you stroll away, until you disappeared behind the corner.>"Hmm."__________>A few days passed without incident.>There wasn't much going on, apart from the so-called leadership steadily integrating you within their commune.>Supply runs seemed fairly routine, for the moment, although they weren't exactly commonplace with how much was still stockpiled.>At worst, maybe a broken shovel that needed replacing, but not much else.>Scootaloo continued her tutoring lessons with Rainy Skies. Since most of the lessons were things she had already learned, it wasn't a daily attendance. >But it was the one bit of normalcy whose return she dreaded.>Poor kid.>When you weren't out on a supply run with others, Lucky Steer was teaching you about gardening.>It started with you showing him what you knew from your gardening attempt back in Little Cedar.
>>43515972>And to your own benefit, you weren't far off from his own method.>Add a little more dirt, put another foot between each seed, and a harvest was practically guaranteed by spring's end!>A couple days after your walk with Primrose, you and Lucky were in the garden out back, planting a string of potato seeds—as well as working on your technique.>And as you did, Lucky started making small talk to pass the time.>"So, you and Scootaloo," he began, "you said you're siblings?">You don't turn to him too quickly, just enough to feign interest."Yeah," you reply simply as you bury another seed. "Why do you ask?">Lucky shrugged.>"Well, don't take it the wrong way, but Rosie and I noticed it your first night here—you don't -look- related.">You paused for a moment. You didn't answer right away, instead reaching for the bag of potato seeds and digging a hole you pretended you forgot.>Enough a moment to think."... I was adopted.">You plant another seed."My parents adopted me when I was six. They had her when I was nine. I didn't really want a sibling back then, but... well, you know, she grew on me.">"Ah... that makes sense. Rosie was curious, but she felt a bit shy prying you about it so soon.""Rosie?">"Primrose," Lucky answered. "I'm her husband. I suppose I should've included that in introductions, hah.">You gave him a hum of assurance, clicking your tongue as you moved onto the next empty patch of dirt."Why was she curious?">Lucky seemed... hesitant to answer you initially.>There was a small twinkle of guilt in his eyes.>He sighed.>"Call it a hunch, maybe. It's nothing against you personally, but...">Lucky scrunched his lips and tended to his set of seeds before looking back at you.>"Well, about two years ago, we had a case admitted to the hospital. Some young girl, couldn't have been any older than ten. Guy brought her in, claimed to be her older brother. She said the same thing, but every medical record we found on the girl showed no other blood siblings, so we thought he or she was adopted.>"That was, of course, till her parents showed up like they'd seen a ghost. They didn't recognize the man, and he was halfway out the building when they caught up to him.>Turns out the kid ran away from home a few months before, guy picked her up and started a relationship with her. Taught her what to say, what not to say, who to talk to... what to -do-... that sorta thing.>"She came in here pregnant.">You felt a pit form in your chest."... Jesus.">Lucky silently nodded and buried another small row.>"Now Rosie's usually a little cautious whenever "siblings" show up, especially nowadays, though that ain't very common.""... Do I really give off a vibe like that?">The man recoiled almost as if out of guilt.>"God, no, no, not to me. But, well, Rosie pointed it out, you mentioned "your" parents and "her" parents, so... call it superstition, if you'd like.">... Shit.
>>43515976>You kept quiet for a moment, trying to your best to pass it off as being preoccupied with the task at hand.>Say something, you idiot."I didn't really get along with my folks the last couple years," you tell him. "I mean, I loved 'em, but... I don't know.">"But you didn't think of them as your real folks.">You shrugged, playing along."Guess not.">Lucky continued to poke and prod at your story while you planted. It was never enough to poke any holes, but he was damn near good at it.>And to think, it was really your fault they even asked at all.>You felt guilty lying to their faces.>But if it was better for them to think you were the adopted big brother of this impressionable little girl... then sure, let them think and question.>As long as they don't keep asking you directly.>Hopefully what you told him would be enough.__________>Later that night, you laid in bed with Scootaloo.>Her breathing was soft and relaxed, and her body so warm pressed up against yours.>You held her tight in your arms and felt comfortable in this bed.>This alien bed.>And yet, you couldn't sleep.>You were thinking about your conversation with Lucky.>It got to you more than you were willing to admit.>A grown man, grooming a child into being his partner, making her do anything he asked.>Getting her pregnant.>And then just leaving when his whole game comes crashing down.>The way he said it, you might as well have been the first portion's splitting image.>You're a grown man.>Scootaloo is twelve.>She's just a kid.>And yet Lucky had you thinking everything all over again.>What was that kid thinking when that man first touched her?>Did she want it? Was she happy?>... What fucking questions did you just ask yourself?>Of course she didn't fucking want it. She couldn't have, she was just a kid.>Scootaloo always—ALWAYS—insisted she wanted it. Insisted it was her choice.>But don't they all say that...?>Did you make her do it?>Were you really a monster?>No. You don't think you are.>Right?>She's said no before, and you always stopped.>She was human like anyone else.>But did it even matter?>You still did it eventually.>What if you really were just fooling yourself?>What if-
>>43515980>Scootaloo backed up into you, shivering and subconsciously pulling the blanket further over her.>"Anon...?" she mumbled in her sleep.>You stared at the back of her head for a moment.>Finally, you kissed the top of her head and kept your lips there for several moments, only to reluctantly pull away."I'm here, Scoot.">Even if you were a monster, would that even matter?__________>"So, did you talk to him?">"Yeah, we talked for a bit. Showed him a few things, talked about what you asked.">"And...?">"... He says he's adopted.">"...">"You don't believe it?">"No, I do... he doesn't seem like the lying kind, and Scootaloo doesn't... seem like she...">"Like she's in danger?">"... Yeah... But the moment I heard him explain it, all I could think about was that girl. That case, that man, the whole thing, the whole damn...">"...">"Do you think I'm being unfair?">"... Yeah. I know things are different nowadays, but I just... don't see that in him.">"... I know.">"Do you?">"... No."
>>43515982>It's now the middle of April.>Two weeks have passed since you first arrived, and things have started to improve for the better.>The folks around the place have slowly opened up to you, given you a hand with belongings or supplies gathered from the latest run.>One woman even gossiped with you, sharing some juicy details about Pearl Button and her "new" partner.>Well, not that it was your business...!>But only two weeks in, the people of Providence were beginning to warm up to you and Scootaloo.>Scootaloo's classes were steady-going, lack of excitement aside. But she -had- been making the effort of showing off her Power Ponies story to Rainy Skies—most of the recent story was lost in last month's storm.>But everything that was salvaged—everything she'd written on paper—was enough to catch Rainy's prying eyes.>Her after-school lessons were spent learning about characterization, cliffhangers, how to and how -not- to develop a character, the list went on.>And suddenly to Scootaloo, school didn't seem so boring anymore!>Meanwhile, you were busy learning new things of your own—from gardening to hunting, you learned the best way to harvest, the smartest way to track down prey, the best way to tell when a can of food was truly no longer edible.>You were making sure to keep on your toes for anything and everything.>Just in case.>Every few days or so, you stopped by the truck, still hidden from sight in the woods nearby. Everything was left exactly as you kept it, though you covered the bed with an additional sheet as to keep the rain out.>You didn't need most of what was in it, at least for now, but you still managed to smuggle your Steam Deck and a few other items inside as to keep Scootaloo busy while you were away, or simply to continue doing activities with her when the two of you were back together at the end of the day.>The TV in your room worked just fine, so movie nights were never in short supply.>Your... sex life, however, surely was.>You weren't complaining, and even if you were, you'd never make it obvious to anyone living here—for good reason.>But since the day the two of you arrived, you hadn't had sex with Scootaloo once. You hadn't kissed her, and you hardly even touched her.>It wasn't out of lack of love or lust.>It was out of nothing more than fear of being found out, and Scootaloo knew it just as much as you did.>Lucky didn't bother you any further about your "siblingship" with Scootaloo, nor did he pry about your supposed family matters—even then, there wasn't much to tell him apart from what everyone else had already experienced.>But the fact that it was even a topic in their minds had you worried, that one day you would slip up, they'd find out, and...>Well, if the radio ever told you anything...>So you kept yourself at bay, set boundaries for the two of you.>Scootaloo understood completely.>But it didn't mean she liked it.
>>43515988>Some nights, when Scootaloo is spooning with you, you could feel her shapely rear rub up against your crotch. Most times, it was in her sleep.>A few times, she was awake and grinning in the dark. It was her attempt at arousing you.>And with her, she hardly had to try.>You'd be hard under the blanket, ready to bury yourself between her legs and rub her down until you both passed out.>But these walls weren't -that- thick—and who else could you possibly be in bed with?>The few times you did touch her, tease her more than anything, it was underneath the covers, as subtle as possible.>You'd play with her butt, massage her little nipples, maybe tease her underneath her PJs.>She'd rub at your crotch with her soft little hand, hinting at reaching inside your boxers, only to pull away and quickly fall asleep.>Never further than that.>And never an orgasm.>It went on for days.>You were always tempted to relieve yourself in the bathroom, but the urge never got strong enough that you needed to.>The restraint you had was always stronger.>In a way, it allowed you to focus on your more important projects, and Scootaloo could focus on her schoolwork.>But that barrier wouldn't last forever.>Every night, under the covers, Scootaloo would touch you, and you would touch her.>And then you'd both pull away and fall asleep.>You thought to yourself, looking toward the future was more important right now.>Her grades were more important right now.>Earning the trust of these kind folk was far more important than your personal euphoria.>And you almost believed it.__________>Three weeks since you arrived, and it was a chilly day.>Rain was lightly falling, thunder rumbled in the distance, and it was abnormally grey outside.>Apart from the guards, everyone stayed inside and kept mostly to themselves. A few residents were even having a board game day in the cafeteria.>You and Scootaloo, however, stayed in your apartment and watched TV. It was a Sunday, so no school lessons for her today.>Today, it was just whatever movie they had stocked up seemed interesting enough to watch.>There were a few that piqued both your interests, but today it seemed Scootaloo's mind was a bit preoccupied—more than usual.>As you held her close to you, your arm wrapped over her shoulder, you noticed she felt a bit tense, and her muscles a bit stiff.>She wanted to relax, you could tell that right away, but it was like she was afraid to.>You knew why."It's alright, Scoot," you told her, hoping to reassure her.>She sighed and leaned against you with a frown.>"I know...">It wasn't wrong to be cautious... but there were a couple times where you'd thought you were going too far. It wasn't like they had people listening in behind the walls or cameras watching your every move.>And believe it, you've checked.>It wasn't wrong to be cautious, but you knew there was nothing wrong with simple affection.
>>43515990>You caressed Scootaloo's shoulder and brushed a lock of her long hair behind her ear. Her muscles slowly relaxed, and her breathing began to calm.>But she wasn't paying as much attention to the movie anymore. Instead, she closed her eyes and leaned into your touch, shivering as your fingers sank into her hair and massaged her temple.>Her head lay delicately on your lap, and she could just fall asleep right here.>Letting you hold her.>Letting you touch her.>Letting you->Suddenly, she sat up and stretched out her limbs.>"I-I think I'm gonna shower.""You okay?">"Mm-hm!">Scootaloo got up from the couch and briskly made her way towards the bedroom, and into the bathroom.>A little too brisk.>You were tempted to follow her, but your gut instead told you to give her space.>It was difficult to pay any focus to the film, so you paused it and listened to the sound of the shower turning on.>A moment later...>"Anon?" Scootaloo called out to you."Yeah?">"Can you come in here a sec?">Your eyebrow raised, you got up from the couch with an exerted sigh and began making your way into the bathroom.>When you entered, Scootaloo was standing by the sink counter, looking towards you in the doorway and nibbling at her fingernail."You alright?" you asked her. "What's up?">Scootaloo said nothing, but instead bit her lip before waving you into the bathroom.>You followed her in, and she walked over and shut the door behind her, locking it.>You were curious as to what she was planning... but you had a guess.>Scootaloo then turned back to you and moved a step stool directly in front of you, before stepping up on top of it—putting her at equal with you.>She stood just inches from you now.>And the look in her eyes...>The way they shimmered as tears started to form..."What's wrong?" you asked softly.>She swallowed.>"Do you love me...?">You were almost taken aback by the suddenness of it, but you still managed a smile.>"Hey... Of course I do. Why would you think I‐">Scootaloo kissed you, not wasting another moment, not letting you finish your sentence.>Her small, soft lips brushed against yours, traces of saliva mixing with yours. Her hands tugged weakly at the front of your shirt, hardly trying to pull you any closer than you were.>You breathed in through your nose, and there was a faint trace of the shampoo she used, lingering in the air.>Citrus Peach.>The kiss lasted for only a moment before she pulled away, looking down at the clump of your shirt in her hands.>"I-I know you wanna keep it a secret, but it's... it's so hard-">It was your turn to deny her the chance to finish.>You'd never kissed her back so fast.>Your hands held her in place by the shoulders, and you pushed yourself against her, mashing your lips against hers.>Or maybe she was doing the mashing. >You couldn't tell. Did it even matter?>The shower ran with nobody in it.
>>43515994>You made out with Scootaloo for several moments, feeling her body through her clothes, reaching down slowly, further and further—until finally you reached her ass and you squeezed it.>You squeezed that plump little ass like there was no tomorrow.>The young girl whimpered into your mouth.>That was until you pulled away and nibbled on the base of her neck. You were never so rough to leave marks.>But the sensation was enough to make Scootaloo cry with pleasure into your shoulder.>All drowned out by the sound of water hitting the bathtub floor.>You lifted Scootaloo by her hips, just enough to leave her sitting on the bathroom sink counter. At some point, you'd gone back to kissing her, sliding your tongue into her mouth and leaving her paralyzed with euphoric bliss.>She hadn't even noticed you pulling her pants down to her ankles, nor when you dove a hand into her panties.>But she did feel the very moment you plunged your middle finger into her delicate little pussy.>She breathed heavily against your face, and her whole body trembled, while you fingered her the way you'd wanted to for so long.>All while keeping quiet as can be.>You were so hard right now, the hardest you'd been in such a long time, that the sensation of your cock being trapped in such a small space was painful.>But Scootaloo was far, far more important right now.>You fucked the young girl with your middle finger, pulling out just enough to leave an emptying sensation within her, before diving back in and poking at what you could only guess was her g-spot.>A loud choked sob left her lips, but you were quick to silence her with another kiss before giving ample attention to her inner nub.>Scootaloo's mind was wracked with pleasure; her hands clawed weakly at your back and she cried into your neck, only coming up for an occasional kiss.>Her body shook and twitched frequently with every little flick and prod at her insides, and a couple times you had to push her back because she'd almost slipped off the counter.>But you made sure she remembered her place.>There were no words spoken between either of you—nothing more than the sound of running water, shudders, and the quiet stickiness of your hand repeatedly slapping at her pussy.>Her body told you more than any word she could think to say.>And it told you she was about to cum.>You wanted to taste it.>With mere moments to spare, you pulled your finger out of Scootaloo and fell to your knees, leaving you eye-to-eye with her trembling pussy.>You covered her mouth with a hand and started to suckle on her folds.>She squealed into your hand and kicked at the air, but you weren't letting up.>Why would you?>How dare you ever entertain the thought?>Scootaloo sucked in air through her nose and sighed heavily, but her huffs were easily drowned out by the rushing shower water.>But lord, could she still sing when you needed her to.>"A-A-"
>>43515996>She seized, and finally she got what she wanted. With a quake of her limbs and a roll of her eyes, Scootaloo finally climaxed.>You had to clamp her mouth shut to keep her from screaming, and even that was a challenge. If anyone listened close enough...>Part of you didn't even care about that anymore. Not now.>You did your part and held your own mouth in place to swallow her juices that now squirted freely with every twitch of her -battered- body.>Your warm breath left your nostrils and washed over her waist, making the already humid situation even more so.>Scootaloo didn't even look like she was lucid anymore—she was entirely checked out of this world, and yet she kept cumming.>God, it was the hottest thing you'd seen in so long.>When it was finally over, you swallowed everything she had to give you. Scootaloo weakly pried at your hand with one of her own, while the other ran its fingers through your hair.>You missed that. She didn't do it often, but you loved it when she did.>You sat there, knelt between her legs for several moments, letting her catch her breath.>As soon as she was done, she weakly climbed off the sink and fell to her knees, resting against your legs as you stood up.>Before you could help her up, Scootaloo reached over and fumbled with the folds of your pajama pants.>Even though it should've been easy for her, it was taking too long.>With a huff, she reached for the hem of your pants and boxers and forcefully pulled them down.>Of course, you happily obliged her.>Your hard cock sprung free the moment it was no longer confined.>Scootaloo grabbed your shaft and started jerking you off, her soft little hand flying up and down.>You couldn't get any harder if you tried.>A strained grunt escaped your throat, followed by a shaky moan.>It was hard not to look down and watch as this young girl serviced your cock over and over again.>Suddenly, she reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it clean off her torso, leaving her topless before you.>Her breasts grew a little since last month, you noticed.>You wanted to tease her again, but this time it was her turn to play.>Without waiting one more moment, Scootaloo took your cock into her mouth and started sucking with all her strength, like she'd been dreadfully starved of you.>You tried your best not to moan aloud; you forced your face into your shirt and muffled a shudder.>The young girl tittered through her nose and took you as deep into her throat as she could muster. She gagged a few times, but she'd gotten experienced enough that the threat of vomiting had since passed.>All she focused on was making you feel good.>And boy, did she ever!>A few times, she'd pull her lips away with a soft smack and shaky breath, and she'd jerk your cock a few times with her little hand, and then dive right back in, working in tandem with her digits.>You never said anything, nor did she ever ask of anything.
>>43516001>She already knew what you wanted, and you knew what she was working for.>You wanted so badly to go feral, to lose yourself, to show her exactly how much you missed this.>But that would've been incredibly loud.>It didn't matter now, anyway.>You were already getting close.>How long had it been? Five minutes? A minute? Less than?>It was always hard to tell with her.>You whimpered and placed your hand on her head, in a way telling her not to stop, not to pull away.>But she was never going to do that, anyway.>She was a good girl.>A very g-good—"Ngh...!">You came for the first time in weeks; Scootaloo is almost taken completely by surprise by not just the thickness, but the speed of each load jettisoning down her gullet.>She swallowed everything she could. When she couldn't take any more, she pulled off your cock with a wet POP!>You came on her face, her bare chest, even a few stray ropes landing in her hair. Your viscous seed coated her little lips and button nose.>Scootaloo's scrunchy face told you that she was far, far, FAR from expecting this much...>But you don't think she minded.>Not that you noticed as much as you wished—your vision had gone hazy, and your hearing grew muffled with a piercing ring in the background.>You could only move enough to help guide the tip of your cock against her lips, just to let one last load of cum dribble through her teeth.>You shakily collapsed to your knees and fell against the sink, trying hard not to breathe too loud. All you could do was just stare at the poor cum-drenched little girl in front of you.>Despite her scrunched lips and puffy cheeks, you could still make out a smile on her face.>You wiped away some of the cum from her lips with your thumb, then stuck the appendage in her mouth.>With a relaxed sigh, she suckled on your thumb until every trace of your seed was wiped clean from it.>She swallowed it all—like a good girl should.>Once it was finally over, you both collapsed against the sink, trying not to breathe too loudly.>Scootaloo giggled to herself and licked weakly at her lips for the remaining cum.>"Fuck, dude..." she sighed."Too much?" you ask her.>"Nah, but like... fuck, I'm covered...!">You softly laughed at her predicament and leaned over to kiss her cheek."That was your fault~" you said teasingly.>"Fuck you...!" she retorted with a giggle.>You laughed again and kissed her on the lips.>You pulled away only for a second and looked in her eyes.>Those childish little wondrous eyes of her.>"What?" Scootaloo asked you with an innocent little smile.>You just kissed her again, this time longer than a second.>Traces of your seed ran over your fingers, but you didn't care.>You missed these little kisses.>And it was obvious she did too.>When you finally pulled away, neither of you really wanted to.>But the shower was still running.
>>43516004"Alright, now go wash that off," you tell her with a gentle pat on her cheek.>Scootaloo pouted.>"Aww, you're not gonna shower with me?">You gave her a sympathetic smile and caressed her cheek."Next time.">"Promise?""Promise.">You got up from the floor and zipped up your pants, then began making your way out the bathroom.>But not before sneaking a peak behind you—just in time to watch Scootaloo pull down her pants and exposing her bare bottom to you.>Your heart skipped a beat, but you left before you could say, or do, anything more.>As you shut the door behind you, you felt a pit form in your stomach.>Nobody saw what you did, and more than definitely nobody HEARD it.>But if even one person did...>You shook your head, trying to get that thought out of your head.>Nobody saw it.>Nobody heard it.>All you had to do was keep it that way.>But GOD... you missed this.TO BE CONTINUED
>>43516013Ponepaste: https://ponepaste.org/11815Splitting this in two parts since I know everyone's gotten annoyed with the long chapters. Sorry, I hate it too, so I'll be posting future chapters in bursts. Sorry again that this took almost 6 months. I hope the story isn't dragging on too long on either side for anybody.I'll post the second half on Friday when I'm back in town.
>>43516017Nice stuff, not gonna lie though I thought the fooling around was gonna include a footjob but that aside, impressive, can't wait
>>43516017Good stuff brother. The situation they're in makes me really nervous. I'll be sure to add the link to the op. I like long chapters, but I tend to binge read
>>43515951Ohhh so those WERE their scouts. Must be tough trying to find survivors in a situation like this, nobody feels like they can trust you.>>43515954hehe, sister mode activate.>>43515966The joke about him being 21 and drinking does kind of maintain the intended conflict about whether people in a postapocalypse will care whom you're having sex with. Maybe they HAVE dragged old hysteria along.
>>43516133qt scoots
>>43515976Ah here we go, yeah, these people are uptight. Pretty weird, but that is exactly the situation that would lead to that. It looks pretty bad if parents show up out of nowhere and don't know the guy.Does make me wonder how they'd have reacted if he just introduced her as his gf. Their gap isn't even that large..>>43515982Oooh perspective shift. haven't had one of those yet.>>43515988awww now THAT is how you do education, link it up with what they're doing already for fun.Aw man, no sneaky sex?>>43515994you greened an anon line there.>>43516013nice, dude. that was indeed a great break point. A more digestible read.
>>43516133cute dirty scoot>>43516049I can't disagree with this sentiment
>>43516133Is she supposed to be a mechanic here?
>>43516637either that or a plumber, and I like to think that's axle grease on her, not dookies.
>>43515948I guess I know what I'm doing tonight.Sorry greentext I was supposed to be working on
>>43516677reading counts as writing, never let anyone tell you uddawise.
>>43516637>>43516651It's a Final Fantasy cosplay
>>43516704also just now realizing it's AI
>>43516013that's a hyuge update
>>43516704from the worst one
>>43517015for FF that is saying something
>>43517021to be fair, i haven't played anything after XV, so it could have gotten worse
Hitting page 10 this close to bump limit?
>>43517424Bnuuy!
>>43517725delinquent fillies!
>>43509681>Giving yourself some time to get a proper headcount, you verify that there are still twenty-five applicants in your office>Milling about, looking at your paintings with blank stares, talking amongst themselves>You walk over to the bar to do some more people watching>”’Aged Fifteen Years’. I can’t believe that bottle is older than me”>”Can I get… uh… a ‘Sex on the Beach’?” *giggle*>”’Neat’ just means plain. Blegh.”>Their curious musings bring the grin you’ve been stifling back to your face>You loved witnessing the exact moment a genuinely curious mind met a brand new experience>Especially if said experience had a bit of “intrigue” to it>One of the girls in line for the bar seemed to be almost hopping on the balls of her feet in excitement>Her lavender and violet hair bouncing up and down into their big, natural curls>You take a closer look at the extremely pale face colored with the slightest blush and notice her eyes>Those electric emeralds, visible from across the room, widening in juvenile anticipation>You can’t help but be drawn into them, the excitement they betray on a face otherwise trying to maintain some composure>the cute dress she’s wearing is nothing to ignore either>Most of the girls came here wearing miniature versions of normal pencil dresses designed to show off their curves, or lack thereof>Honestly, it was mostly the latter>So many of these girls had dieted themselves into being not much more than knees and elbows in anticipation of the race season>And while you thought the attempts at maturity were… cute, they rubbed you the wrong way>So many of them looked like they were wearing costumes; clothes made for a different being>But, as most teens were want to do, their precociousness led them away from their natural qualities a bit too soon
>>43517949>This girl, however, was wearing a skirt and jacket she looked perfectly comfortable in>Her easygoing, genuine appearance reminded you of yourself before the takeover>You weren’t the most put together man, but you were perfectly happy with your appearance>No one could rock a short sleeve Henley and carpenter pants like you>Except maybe a mechanic>But you dressed the way you felt; you looked like who you were>Now you were beholden to wear tailored Armanei jackets and Cannonli slacks, and to put pomade into your hair instead of stuffing it into whatever beanie you could find>...You were staring>She was staring back>You sent a smile her way and continued on walking around the party>Stop getting lost in the back of your own mind, dumbass>Continuing to monitor the situation, two girls sitting at the bar stools you had installed for the occasion catch your eye>Two slim figures with large grey and black stripped afros adorning the tops of their heads sat with their glasses of Colt talking and laughing with one another>That observation about the girls and their dresses earlier went straight out the window>These two were rocking their cocktail dresses, with just the right amount of curve to boot>Their sharp features were visible against their jet black skin, with thick red lips and dark eyes accentuating their wide smiles and increasingly loud laughter>Their overall appearance worked very well with their surroundings, which was decidedly 70’s>You go up to talk to them, overhearing something about a fire in Malaysia, when you hear a crash followed by a round of shouting from behind
>>43516013I liked this entry quite a bit (the sex scene especially). I'm left wondering where the truck is and what their conditions/options are. Are all the inhabitants armed or are they putting all the trust into the guards to not one day go "actually, fuck you guys" and take over the commune? What happened to the previous couple? It seemed like the main issue is that the dude noped out as soon as her parents came around.The good thing is that it seems like Anon can one day just say "thanks but no thanks" and fuck off back into the open world with Scootaloo to get her as preganenant as they like on any abandoned property they choose after he gains all the skills he needs, but how does the commune prevent people from leaving? Simple complacency?I'm excited for the next issue.
>>43517015I don't know if I'd say XV was the worst. It's still pretty bad mind you and I'd never want to play it again, but I stopped playing XIII the same day it came out. I eventually forced myself to beat it a few years later and that shit sucked. By the time I got to the open area near the end, I just bull rushed to finish it. XIII-2 was somewhat better, but that's probably because Lightning wasn't the main character.
>>43518015I dropped FF since X because it was obvious it was becoming anime as heck, but I will admit I only got myself XII because of "Kiss Me Goodbye."The japanese version, not the english one.
Why is it always loli and never shota?
>>43518315Because loli is Cute and Funny.
>>43518015cute>>43517951good shi
>>43517992>guard takeoverI feel like they probably did a lil psych eval on everyone allowed to hold guns, and the idea is "they would prefer the gravy train keep running, to trying to hijack it and take it off the tracks" like there's probably both a minimum and maximum IQ requirement here.it would be funny if Anon ends up being kind of an Abraham what with the "Oh no, that's not my wife, that's- uh, my sister!" and then getting found out and everyone's like YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST TOLD USand also Isaac I think. I recall a rerun to that storyI kinda doubt this place prevents anyone leaving, since.. again, gravy train.. wilderness. not a tough call.
>>43518297what the fuck are you talking about? final fantasy has been deeply embarrassed of being anime in just about any game not called 7. it wants to be ugly western-style art, with tiny eyes and big honkin noses.that's why Kingdom Hearts is so annoying. Any JRPG franchise would have been more compatible with disney, they chose the one that's embarrassed of the style Disney and old anime share.
>>43518297XII was actually the first one I played, and it completely fucked up my expectations for the rest of the series.>>43518315I offered to do traps or feminine shotas when ATF was having ownership issues, but I never got any requests. I'd offer regular shota, but I don't think I'd produce good results with it since I really don't like it. Here's the Weenie Hut folder for the stuff I have done https://haystack.yerf.org/folder/cmpedjuxo00fv01qlnssne7ok>>43518396Good news! I don't remember there being any Final Fantasy characters in Kingdom Hearts 3. I assume they'll continue with that in future entries. Kind of funny since they've been removing more of the Disney element from Sora's design each game.
>>43518459the KH original characters are still final fantasy, in every way but probably legally. they are hideous, and I hate that some people think that's what anime is. it's the opposite of anime, the nemesis of it.
>>43518459>I don't remember there being any Final Fantasy characters in Kingdom Hearts 3GOOD. It was bad enough they appeared in the previous entries, tryin to connect Dysney with Square Enyx.I don't want to see Cloud. You know who I want to see? Sion. From THE BOUNCER. Which can be called proto KH.Hell! One of the KH kids use a shirt that's a reference to the main bar/hub of The Bouncer.But at the same time, it's better he doesn't appear, because KH wants to go for the "digital simulation that can cross the real world", and I have enough of that with Digimon and SMT spin offs.
>>43518507Digimon would have been a way better crossover with DisneyHell, as much as I hate the entire green-eye Sonic era, at least early on, when the humans were Digimon art style? That fit.
>>43517951>”GAAHH, what the FUCK?!”>”mweh heh heh hehhhhhh~”>”Tiara, get UP for fuck’s SAKE- oh, I mean are you okay?”>”wewwwwwwwspoonypleaseshuddafuggupppp”>It seems like Tiara was the first to get plastered, breaking one of your nicer glasses>Her friend Silver was thrashing between helping her friend and divesting herself of involvement>I wouldn’t hold it against her either way given the stakes, but it isn’t like she’d know that>Diamond Tiara, on the other hand, was helpless as she laid spread eagle on the floor, giving everyone quite the view>”Huh, I didn’t expect she’d be the animal print type” you thought, getting an eyeful of what she wore under her skirt>If she wore panties that childish to attract a date, that…>That was honestly a good idea>The contrast between her tight a-line skirt and her undergarments was a perfect juxtaposition>You would’ve appreciated her effort had she not killed her chances by getting shitfaced in front of everyone>Stopping yourself from trying to imagine what her bra must've looked like, you walk up to Tiara and Spoon, putting your hand on Silver’s shoulder as she tries to revive her inebriated girlfriend“Spoon, would you mind taking your friend home? You’re welcome to come back after she gets back safely.”>”*Sigh* Yes, Mr. Aggot. I’m sorry this happened. I should’ve been watching her.”“Don’t worry, I’m sure you did what you could to control her. You’re a good friend.”>”Thank you, Mr. Aggot.”“Please, call me Anonymous.”>With that, Spoon shouldered Tiara and walked her out the door with the help of your staff>As the door shut, everyone was feeling a bit awkward and everything was still>Save for some of the less sober ladies swaying back and forth in place>At least they knew what to avoid>The ebony pair at the table, however, were cackling at the unfortunate event while everyone else was concerned>You ignored them, but it started to get annoying>Eh, some of your men went for that“Well, let’s not let that hold us up anymore than it has. Please continue enjoying yourselves responsibly. The races start soon.”
C'mon, we're so close to bump, don't let it die 10 posts away like last time
>>43518714all I can do is post cute human fillies with no shoes on
>>43518714how about you actually contribute some feedback to the thread instead of begging for a useless bump like a faggot?
We're almost at the bump limit, any ideas for the next op pic? Seeing as we most likely will have the new thread die before October begins, I suggest not having a Halloween version. (i.e wait until it's actually October for that)
>>43518960yeah no. Generic fall thread. Apple-picking, cider, etc.
>>43519016Cider ponuts.
I've got to head to work, so someone else is going to have to make the next thread.
>>43519374As much as I'm not 100% a fan of AI as a cover, that is a very cute Bloomy.
>>43518982I audibly uoohhhed
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Either >>43518778 or >>43519374 as new OP, to explain fall edition.
Welp, I got off work in time to make the new thread >>43520155
