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Trick-or-Treat Edition

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>>43520155

Archived 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 Tolls
https://ponepaste.org/9645 - Love Games
https://ponepaste.org/11316 - Icarian Love
https://ponepaste.org/9647 - I'll think of a title when I'm done writing (Apple Bloom story)
https://ponepaste.org/9648 - Freshmen, Drama, and Prom
https://ponepaste.org/9548 - Silver Spoon Story WIP
https://ponepaste.org/7980 - The Man Who Fell For Sweetie Belle
https://ponepaste.org/575 - Soarin's Silver Lining
https://ponepaste.org/9649 - Of Sweetie Bots and Young Love
https://ponepaste.org/7910 - Anon and Sunny Shimmy
https://ponepaste.org/9650 - Ska Anon x Sweetie Belle
https://ponepaste.org/2308 - Silver Spoon is an Expensive Friend
https://ponepaste.org/9653 - Wind Sprint's Daddy
https://ponepaste.org/9652 - Daddy's Little Scootaloo
https://ponepaste.org/9816 - Raising Scootaloo
https://ponepaste.org/5391 - SS/DT Kidnapping
https://ponepaste.org/10247 - Friday Night Golly (EqG)
https://ponepaste.org/10560 - Time is All We Have (Scootaloo x Anon)
https://ponepaste.org/11815 - Time is All We Have (Act 2)
https://ponepaste.org/10839 - Payment (Scoot x Anon)
https://ponepaste.org/11081 - EQG S. Belle and Anon
http://pastebin.com/xWHX3N4e - Loli Sunset. Also on Ponebin https://poneb.in/xWHX3N4e
https://ponepaste.org/8213 - Frozen Wings Scootaloo
https://ponepaste.org/11663 - Next Friday Night, Cozy Glow.
https://ponepaste.org/11790 - Send your cutest delivery girl, Silver Spoon
https://ponepaste.org/12047 - Send your cutest delivery girl - mall discount
https://ponepaste.org/11916 - Anonymous' Voyage to the Hidden World (Babs)
https://ponepaste.org/11933 - The CMC Just Wanna Have Fun
https://pastebin.com/uZpEN319 - Four in the Bed

AI Gallery - https://ponepaste.org/10970
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>>43564292
that's a way cute zippy
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>>43564306
Why is she giving the most “fuck me” eyes imaginable?
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>>43564333
it's hallerweens. the night you get to be anything. Wear stuff you normally can't. When it's okay to get candy from strangers.
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>>43564306
I just know AJ would be a swoli
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>>43564306
I hate these threads and all of it's anons but the OP image is cute so I felt like at least mentioning it before my usual shift click
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>>43564333
Because she is the OP image for the resident pedophile thread.
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>>43564306
Might piss off the Apple family but she's looking adorable!
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>>43564335
What if she didn’t wear anything at all? Is that an option?
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A lot of butthurt from moralfags today.
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>>43564382
Vampiloo!
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>>43564391
Can't go wrong with a SweetieGhost
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>>43564392
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>>43564377
Resident Ephebil
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>>43564394
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>>43564409
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Be sure to link some lewds too.

Solo please.
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>>43564413
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https://u.pone.rs/xbbkeqgl.jpg
Zombie Schoolgirl Sweetie, nipple accidentally exposed lol
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>>43564416
Sure, what would you like to see?
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>>43564419
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>>43564428
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>>43564430
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>>43564438
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>>43564306
I am one of the top 3 biggest anthro and barbie haters in existence. I am disgusted by anything that doesn't walk on 4 legs. I scream in pain when I see bipedal creatures with pony heads stuck on top of them.
Why do ape-loving horsefuckers stroke it to barbieshit and anthros? What's the fucking appeal of those horrific bipedal creatures with pony heads?
That up there is good enough to not be repulsive. Why can't they stick with cute shit, like that simple anime girl AJ?
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>>43564306
I want to kidnap Applejack
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>>43564363
we'll win you yet.
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>>43564382
princess paughmpkin.
i hope she's wearing puffy pumpkin pants under that skirt.
>>43564383
hmmm that's not a very good costume. she should at least wear black body paint.
>>43564386
literally two posts.
>>43564392
diaphanous!
>>43564409
so fragile..
>>43564413
Aww she looks nervous in this one. Prolly on account of Applejack wouldn't approve of witchcraft. even WITH a cat that cute.
>>43564419
A cataloo is fine too.
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Requesting more TIAWH artwork
Gn frens
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>>43564424
Just make some cute stuff that people here will like. If you have to add my fetish it'd alienate 99% of the thread's users.
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>>43564306
I'm gonna bang Applejack while she's dressed in that outfit.
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>>43564644
Second
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Speaking of TIAWH:
I started on the next chapter, got enough done to post. Not as engaging as the previous chapter (for now), but I'll do some edits and post it later this evening when I get home.
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>>43565102
Hype
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cool airs, downy hairs
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>>43527562
PART 3: ANGEL'S REST

>You awoke in the middle of the night in searing pain.
>In a flash, you were on the ground, vomiting up whatever you'd eaten earlier in the day.
>Moving only made the pain worse, but you couldn't help it.
>When you'd finally stopped after a minute, you were dizzy, drool and soft chunks hanging from your lips.
>You spit them away and sat against the car.
>The pain flared up again, but you fought the urge to puke again.
>Breathing heavily, you looked back towards the passenger seat.
>Scootaloo was still asleep.
>You tried to smile, but all you could do was cry softly to yourself.
>Whether from the pain, or from guilt, you didn't know.
>But you couldn't let her see you like that.
>Not again.
>It'd been a couple days since you fled Prairie City, not daring to stay anywhere near the city limits.
>The first night away was tense; only a few miles out, and a couple trucks passed by a house you'd taken refuge in. They never saw your truck, but it took an hour for them to go back.
>They didn't come back the second night, but you didn't take any chances. You went north.
>Tonight, the third night, you were in the middle of nowhere.
>The truck was dangerously low on power. Even with the solar panels, it was gonna take a few days before you could go further than twenty miles.
>Luckily, there was some kind of stream nearby, so you could wash yourself.
>IF you could even move more than a foot from the car without your entire body screaming at you to stop.
>The beating you took from Lucky definitely broke a rib or two. Once the adrenaline wore off, you nearly chipped a tooth from how hard you were gritting your teeth.
>Lucky...
>You felt sick, not just from the pain... but from what you did.
>You killed him. You actually killed somebody.
>You'd seen plenty of bodies in the last few months—and to some extent, you'd gotten used to the sight of it.
>But you'd never seen someone actively DIE before.
>And at your hand, no less...
>You didn't want to do it.
>... But he would've killed you if you didn't.
>You didn't have a choice.
>Right...?
>You found yourself watching Scootaloo rest.
>It was probably the first time in two days that she was able to sleep somewhat decent.
>Having to kill lucky was bad enough for you.
>But Scoot... she killed four.
>All that blood... it took a while to wash it all off her, and a few bottles of water to do it.
>But you couldn't wash away the look in her eyes.
>She looked so confused. She knew what happened, but she didn't know why it did.
>Why?
>You knew why.
>You just couldn't stop.
>Even when they had their suspicions, you just had to keep pushing it.
>Keep pushing your luck, keep thinking you wouldn't get caught.
>You had a warm bed, hot water, people who could count on you.
>Friends, even.
>You had a HOME.
>You gave HER a HOME.
>And now it's gone.
>And now here you are, in the dark, in the cold.
>And now all she has left is YOU.
>What did she do to deserve that?
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>>43566090
>You stayed near there for several days. The GPS showed you somewhere near the mountains, no less than fifty miles from Prairie City.
>There was nothing on the blurry map that you could directly make out, but you did spot a few houses down the hill on your first morning.
>But you were in no condition to leave the truck.
>You had enough in the battery to make the drive down the hill before you had to let it charge.
>Fortunately, the little collection of homes had enough a clearing around them that the solar panels could charge it most of the day.
>But it was gonna take a while before you were going any further, so you stayed in one of the empty houses.
>It was small and slightly musty, but it was cozy enough to lie low for a couple weeks...
>Or however long it takes for broken ribs to heal.
>You wished you took that med class with Twilight when you had the chance.
>...
>She WOULD hate you.
>You realized that now.
>You wished you could stop hating yourself, but it was so easy.
>It's easier to hate when you're helpless.
>The first few days in the home were spent furnishing the living room with all the food, water, and medicine you needed—or had—to heal.
>Scootaloo did most of the heavy lifting. You felt guilty having her carry the generators inside, but she was the only one who didn't have a broken bone in her body.
>Having TV to watch was less for your sake and more for hers.
>Anything to get her mind off what happened.
>Besides, it was hard to focus on anything when you were in pain.
>Whatever painkillers you had in your medical supply seemed to help, but it didn't make breathing any easier.
>Scootaloo tried her hardest to help remedy your troubles however she could—even if there was nothing she could do.
>But when it came to it, she kept your ass grounded.
>The only times you ever got up was to use the bathroom, but you were confined to the couch.
>Scootaloo would sleep on the floor in front of the couch, even though there was a queen-sized bed twenty feet away.
>She'd fall asleep holding your hand tightly... afraid to let go.
>You were afraid too.

__________

>A week passed since you left Providence.
>Your ribs still hurt, but not as much, although that could've been your mind playing tricks.
>You knew it would be a few more weeks before they healed up, but you weren't in any real rush.
>There was still enough food and water in the truck to last you the next year. You weren't worried about running out.
>But you WERE worried about Scootaloo.
>She'd hardly eaten since the two of you left, and she drank only enough water when it mattered.
>She hardly watched TV, she didn't play any video games, she didn't even work on her story.
>All she ever did was focus on you, hardly ever herself. When she wasn't occupied, she was laying by the couch and staring blankly at the floor beneath her, like a lost little puppy.
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>>43566092
>Whenever you tried to make her eat something, she'd shrug it off and say she wasn't hungry.
>The first couple times, you could believe it.
>But a week later, she was starting to get thin. It wasn't noticeable in her face, but her belly was noticeably a bit thin.
>She wasn't eating like she should.
>You knew what had happened was getting to her, but trying to make her talk about it only seemed to seclude her even more.
>More and more food went to you, and less to her.
>Try to say no, and she'd try to force feed you.
>All while she starved herself further.
>Eventually, she was having trouble standing up and walking around for too long, and again she'd shrug it off and try to change the subject.
>You tried to make her eat, but all it would do is agitate her.
>Anything to make you not talk about it.
>You knew what she was trying to do, and you weren't gonna let that last.

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>Ten days after you left Providence.
>It was raining outside, so the two of you were confined to the living room.
>The generators were full, so there was no worry of getting bored.
>But when it came to lunch, Scootaloo was skimping out on her meals again.
>You'd taken a nap on the couch, only to find Scootaloo gone, and her portion sitting in front of you on the coffee table.
>If your ribs didn't still hurt, you would've let out a deep, frustrated sigh.
>A disgruntled snort would have to do, in this case.
>You grabbed the can and got up slowly from the couch in search of the kid.
>She wasn't in the living room, nor was she in the bathroom or the master bedroom.
>The front porch was empty. Same as the truck.
>You were a little nervous now, but there was one place you were certain to find her.
>After a minute of careful hobbling towards the back of the house, you stepped out the back door and onto the back porch.
>There she was, sulking in a dank seat underneath a tattered umbrella, just barely concealing her from the rainfall.
>Your nervousness faded and your frustration came back.
>Scootaloo didn't seem to notice you come outside—she'd been staring off towards the endless woods behind the home.
>She was lost in thought, and you had a feeling why.
"You forgot this," you spoke aloud, startling her.
>When she noticed you, she relaxed, only for her shoulders to stiffen as she saw you place the still full can of beans on the table.
>"... That's not mine," she said.
>You snorted again, quieter this time.
"Yes, it is. I opened it for you."
>"Well, I'm not hungry."
>You sat down beside her, letting yourself get pelted by the soft rain. Your chest flared slightly, but you steeled yourself.
"You're not doing this, Scoot," you said firmly. "I don't need the food."
>"Well, you need it more than ME."
>You let out a huff.
"That doesn't mean starve yourself. Eat."
>"No."
"Scootaloo-"
>"I'm NOT hungry!" she shouted.
"YES YOU ARE!"
>Scootaloo flinched.
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>>43566093
>You hardly ever shouted at her, but never like this.
>You never liked being angry at her, and you never, ever really had a reason to.
>Because why would you...?
"JESUS CHRIST, you can barely WALK! Your ribs are poking out!"
>Tears started to form in her eyes, and she looked down at the wooden patio beneath her feet. She refused to look you in the eye.
>Or maybe she was afraid to.
>"I-I don't need it-"
"YES YOU DO!" you shouted, letting out an exasperated sigh. "I DON'T need all of it, but YOU NEED to EAT!"
>"IT'S NOT FOR ME!"
"EAT!"
>"NO!"
"IF YOU DON'T EAT, YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!"
>"THEN LET ME FUCKING DIE!!"
>Her shrieking cries echoed into the air, only to be immediately followed by the silence.
>It didn't last long, but you never got the chance to say anything.
>Fresh tears ran down Scootaloo's face now, and every emotion in her finally spilled out at once.
>"I-I MADE THEM HURT YOU! I MADE THEM HURT YOU AND I KILLED THEM! THEY WERE NICE! I-I..."
>Scootaloo sobbed loudly, before sucking in another breath and ranting all over.
>"IT'S ALL MY FAULT! I DID THIS! I DON'T WANNA EAT! I WANT YOU TO GET BETTER! I DON'T WANT YOU TO DIE!!"
>She tried to scream more, but all that came out were more sobs and wails that she tried to hide behind her hands. Her face was wet with tears, and her eyes were red.
>You sat there in silence, mouth hung lightly open, stunned.
>Scootaloo hugged herself and cried, while you watched.
>You knew she'd been hurting, in some way or another.
>But you didn't realize how badly she was hurting.
>And yet you still sat there—saying nothing, doing nothing.
>Do SOMETHING, you idiot.
>Feeling your own tears coming on, you reached forward and grabbed Scootaloo by the shoulders, and pulled her into a tight hug.
>The pain in your chest flared up again, and you stifled a pained moan.
>Scootaloo whimpered at the realization and tried to pull away.
"It's alright," you said.
>"N-NO! YOU... Y-YOU'RE STILL-"
"Don't think about it, just l-listen to me, okay?"
>Scootaloo continued trying to break free from your grip, but you were stronger than her. She sniffled and cried, begging you to let her go.
>But you held her and whispered in her ear.
"It's not your fault," you told her.
>"Y-Yes it is..."
"No, it's n-not."
>She pushed again, but it was clear she was scared to hurt you. Pushing anywhere else did nothing for her.
>All she could do was listen.
"Y-You did what you had to do. That's what we practiced for, remember?"
>Scootaloo's eyes clenched shut as she fought another crying fit.
>"B-But they weren't b-bad..." she squeaked.
>You paused and closed your eyes.
"... I know."
>You held her close to you and sighed into her shoulder, while she cried again into your chest.
"Shh... It's alright... Just breathe..."
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>>43566095
>You managed to convince her to sit inside, just in time for the rain to pick up.
>The two of you were still drenched, but some spare towels from the bathroom did wonders for the moment.
>Scootaloo sat on the couch, and you took your spot next to her, careful not to agitate your fragile bones any further.
>It took you another twenty minutes to calm her down enough for her to eat something.
>She picked at the can of beans from before, but she still had eaten nearly the entire can within a few minutes.
>You took your time and waited for her to finish before saying anything else. Not until she was done.
>When she set the empty can down on the coffee table, she sat and waited—like she knew you were about to ask her something.
"When did you start thinking about that?" you asked her, trying to word it right. "Dying."
>Scootaloo tensed up and fidgeted with her hands; she couldn't stop staring at the floor.
>Then she took a deep breath and exhaled through her mouth.
>"... L-Last week," she said at a dead whisper, sniffling. "I-I just... I couldn't... I couldn't stop thinking about them..."
>You didn't interrupt her, and you didn't chime in.
>You just sat there, hand on her shoulder, and let her speak.
>"I didn't wanna kill them... I just w-wanted to scare them, like just... make them leave. I thought I could've done the same with Mr. L-Lucky."
>You tensed up slightly at the mention of Lucky.
>"I-I... I thought they were just gonna arrest you o-or kick us out. I..."
>Scootaloo started tearing up again.
>"... I didn't know they were gonna kill you..."
>Scootaloo curled up into herself on the couch and fought the urge to weep. Of course, you took it upon yourself to hold her close to you.
>What else could you do?
>You shushed her gently while you rubbed her back in little circles.
>It got quiet again, and you thought she might've fallen asleep in your arms.
>"... I'm sorry."
>Her soft voice pierced the quiet once again.
>A small sigh escaped you—followed by a brief pained grunt.
"For what?" you asked her.
>She held onto you much tighter.
>"Kicking us out."
>You just kissed the top of her head and rubbed her shoulders.
"That wasn't your fault-"
>Scootaloo pulled away.
>"Stop telling me it WASN'T my fault!" she demanded through fresh tears.
>She groaned in frustration, but her grip on you remained delicate.
>"O-Of COURSE it was my fault! I'm the one who started it up again even when you said no. I MADE you do it! And because of that, you almost got killed! You're stuck on this fucking couch because I wanted to act like a fucking slut-"
"Hey."
>"No, I mean it! It's my fault we got caught! If I just shut up like I was supposed to, we... w-we wouldn't..."
>Scootaloo couldn't finish her sentence. All she could do was let out an anguished sigh and hold her head in her hands, ashamed to look up at you.
>You hated it.
>You hated seeing her grow up. Maybe another way, another time.
>But not like this.
>Not because of you.
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>>43566098
>With a gentle sigh, you took her head in your hands and slowly lifted it up, until her eyes met yours again. She had single streams of tears running down her cheeks, and as much as she wanted to look away, she could not.
"Listen to me... It was NEVER your fault. Okay? It's mine."
>Scootaloo closed her eyes, her tears running down her cheeks.
"All of it's my fault. I should've done more to keep you out of it. I shoulda taught you better. I know you like it... I like it too, but..."
>The words failed to come out at first.
>Then you looked her in the eyes again.
"... But people aren't ready for that."
>You weren't like most people anymore—you accepted that a long time ago.
>But not everyone was going to share the same sentiment, and good... you shouldn't ever expect them to.
>But putting Scootaloo between that...
"... And it wasn't fair to put you through that."
>Scootaloo reached out and gently grabbed your hand.
>"B-But I know what I'm doing."
"I know. That's why it wasn't fair."
>You squeezed her hand lightly and gazed into her eyes.
"You're still a kid, Scootaloo. You deserve to keep being one."
>Scootaloo leaned forward and practically hugged your hand, wanting to keep you close.
>She wept silently, and the two of you said nothing for several moments.
>All you could do was let her cry it out.
>Then she spoke.
>"... I-I don't wanna be a kid... if I c-can't be with y-you."
>You sat there, frozen in silence.
>You were left speechless.
>When Scootaloo held your entire arm tightly in her grasp, you didn't pull away.
>You should have. You always should have.
>But instead, you let her do it.
>Any other rational adult would've stopped this. This would've been the second-best time to end it, here and now.
>"I-I love you."
>But she'd already been hurt enough.
>You caressed her tear-stained cheek with your thumb and gave her a sad smile.
>"... I love you too, kiddo."
>With a sigh, you leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. You stayed there too long—and nearly didn't pull away.
>When you finally did, you held her close to you, ignoring the pain in your ribs, and relaxed.
"We'll figure it out, okay...?"
>She reached up to clutch onto your arms.
>"Do you want me to stop...?"
>You knew immediately what she meant—and you didn't know how to answer.
"Do you wanna stop?"
>She squeezed tighter.
>"... N-No."
"..."
"... Okay."
>You continued to hold her until she fell asleep.
>You still had plenty to think about.
>But you'll figure it out.
>You had to.
>You promised her that much...

TO BE CONTINUED
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>>43566101
Ponepaste: https://ponepaste.org/11815

Not the full thing, what I was able to write over the last couple weeks. I decided I'm going to post the next few chapters in bursts, whatever I can get done that works, and see where that goes. That way a chapter isn't taking months to push out and I don't get burnt out from it.

I hope the drama isn't too repetitive at this point.
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>>43566092
>She WOULD hate you.
He don' know Twilight very well, do he?
>>43566093
Gotta love that the greatest concern from these fucks was Anon forcing things inside Scootaloo and now the things she DOES need put inside.. food.. she won't take, and Anon is so reluctant to force her.
>>43566095
>they weren't bad
kek. lil stockholm'd there.
>>43566105
Good good, this is a new chewable bite I can look at between parts of work.
It's not too repetitive, but it stopped just short of it. And I think they've kinda worked through it now. Not much more they can say about it.
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>>43566135
Stop that
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>>43566295
why does it bother you so much to multi-reply to a multi-post story? is it that I have more than one thing to say per story, or would you rather I eat up the bump limit with separate comments?
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So true!
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>>43566653
Hot and based
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>>43566321
I'd rather you post like a normal person. You can summarize your thoughts in a single message. Or not, considering the majority of this thread operates on an intellectual level of the subjects it romanticizes.
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>>43566653
who dat?
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>>43566696
>I CANT READ IT IF THERES MORE THAN ONE REPLY I NEED IT DUMBED DOWN FOR ME
Don’t call others retards while being retarded
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>>43566709
Struck a nerve there, didn't I?
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>>43566731
Ebin comeback, did you learn it on reddit? Nah, even they are too high brow for you
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>>43566738
Yep, nerve definitely struck.
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>it took him nearly 20 minutes to come up with that
Lmao
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>>43566709
Self-serve
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>>43564430
she's my angle and my devil
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>>43564341
>swoli
What's that?
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>>43566653
UUUOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! JELLY DREAM BEAN!!!!
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>>43567199
A swole loli, I assume.
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>>43567250
did someone say Jelly Bean?
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>>43567299
Cute
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>>43564341
>>43567199
https://haystack.yerf.org/vkxIXX.png

>>43566105
I'm curious to see how this and everything at Providence affects Scoot's behavior going forward. I could see her being avoidant or skittish of the idea of being around people that aren't Anon because of lingering guilt or fear. She'll probably glue herself to his side when alone, but I could see her distancing herself from him if people were around. Justifying it as keeping him safe by not tempting him. Could also see it being the opposite with her being extra defensive of Anon or maybe she just completely shuts down and refuses to talk to others while hiding behind him.

>>43566653
Cute
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>>43566696
The thread has somewhat of a paucity of interaction whatsoever, so I don't understand your objection.
When you comment on a youtube video and you want to point out SPECIFIC things, rather than saying "Oh, and, uh, when you said, about the thing... " you just put in a timestamp. Here, we have post quotes, along with a brief greentext quote sentence, to make it clear which part you're reacting to. otherwise you just go 'i dunno that's hard to believe' and it's like, what? which part is?
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>>43567496
holy hell that is an excellent scoot. Looks pert near drawn by a real person, too. Only thing making think it isn't is.. yknow, aint nobody got time for that.
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>>43567275
Hell yeah
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>>43567324
and?
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They saw Applejack do it first...
https://u.pone.rs/boanoapl.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/enodbazv.jpg

And then they did it too...
Cutie Mark Crusaders Copycats!
https://u.pone.rs/gagchzuv.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/ekrcwfqk.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/mvybecpf.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/xvvrmmiu.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/fmozjmcl.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/avopypox.jpg
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>>43567760
Funny!

>>43567776
Good stuff!
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>>43567776
Really good gens
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>>43567776
Unf
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>>43568075
can i have an apple without an exit wound?
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>>43568079
scooty in scanty outfits that embarrass her is wayyy cute.
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>>43568104
You don't want an indirect kiss from your waitress?
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>>43568079
>>43567776
More
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>>43567496
God, I can't wait till we get a proper sex scene in this story because I really want to see what you generate from it.
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>>43568079
Loli shadowbolts with this outfit please
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>>43568108
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>>43568444
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>>43568174
if bloomy did that with her mouth, I am terrified
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>>43568444
that one is at least more sporty and appropriate for her.
>>43568446
and that's a goddamn superheroine, so that's fine
but kitty panties and tube top seems embarrassingly girly for her
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https://u.pone.rs/tpxfpsgp.jpg
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>>43568446
What prompt did you use?
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>>43568459
masterpiece,best quality,amazing quality, 1girl, solo, child, loli, <lora:Scootaloo:0.8> , Scootaloo_(Mlp), Moderate cerise Hair,Grayish purple Eyes,Light brilliant gamboge Skin, Equestria Girls, Humanized, short hair, flat chest,
<lora:Equestria_Girls_Illustrious_X1_SD8:0.45> embarrassed, nervous, pout, swimsuit, ass, bridal gauntlets,slingshot swimsuit, dutch angle, sky,outdoors, blurry background,
<lora:detailed hand focus style illustriousXL v1.1:1>

forgot to get rid of the bridal gauntlet tag which is why she has them haha
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>>43568375
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>>43568490
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>>43568491
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>>43568505
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>>43568510
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>>43568512
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>>43568513
>>43568512
>>43568510
>>43568505
>>43568491
Thank you very much
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>>43568513
Great collection
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>>43568563
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Spent some time today trying different combinations of art style loras and I like the way this combination looks.

https://haystack.yerf.org/YlF45R.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/QBnjVC.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/39RBF1.png
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>>43568587
unf that last one

Love this style, feels like a web comic I'd read online!
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>>43568587
I love Scoots with her lil hoodie. This design was one of the best things to come out of that green.
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>>43568490
>>43568491
>>43568505
>>43568510
>>43568512
Good work
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Have you seen the new fotm Malfoid trend? I'd love to see AJ/Derpy or one of the other blonde girls in her outfit
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>>43568616
Apocalypse Scoots for days
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>>43568597
I'm pretty sure she's wearing that outfit in the Equestria Girls Movies.

>>43568645
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>>43568645
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>>43568702
>>43568699
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>>43568694
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>>43568676
similar but not exactly
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>>43567496
>https://haystack.yerf.org/vkxIXX.png
Fuck that's good, AJ would not hide strong the farm work has made her. Moar?
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>>43568454
awww her farmer's tan..
>>43568645
I hate trends at the best of times, but this.. i'd pay a couple bucks to just wipe this one away
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>>43564306
>Five minutes into the kidnapping and she gives you this look
What do?
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>>43568829
A bit of road head
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>>43568712
I forgot all about the turquoise accents.

>>43568726
https://haystack.yerf.org/SS2x8y.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/Sj8rey.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/64Waya.png
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>>43569400
Great stuff, nice abs and strong back
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>>43569400
Nice
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https://u.pone.rs/shlsrkle.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/ziwejbkh.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/tcqyfbse.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/dwqecgwn.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/nhuvsgiw.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/heazsaja.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/aeogrzww.jpg

Cutie Mark Crusader Car Washers!
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>>43569776
Good stuff
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>>43569776
More
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>>43569860
qt
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>>43567496
Moar scooty <3
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>>43567496
also I like this hairstyle for her. not exactly instantly recognizable as scoots, but it's cutes.
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>>43569776
>"Woah anon, sorry if got your car damp. We'll clean it up."
"No! It's... fine! This is just soap."
>"No, it's not. We will grab a towel and... your car is dry inside?"
"THIS IS JUST SOAP!!!"
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>>43570175
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>>43570289
>in the future when civilization comes back and you take your starving apocalypse loli to a McMares
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>>43570289
hnnggg
>>43570295
I wish we had more 'civilization comes back' stories. we need those more than ever. Hopeful things about rebuilding
As fucking gay as The Last of Us was, while I was watching people play it, I found myself enamored with the urban ruins exploration, and I'd love a videogame or something based around people just spelunking in old buildings for like... DVDs, tapes, toys, whatever old shit they could find, to have as entertainment now that society has rebuilt JUST enough to have free time to do shit other than 'acquire more food', but is not yet ready to start making more TV
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>>43570307
>As fucking gay as The Last of Us was, I found myself enamored with the urban ruins exploration
Nah man, I get you. That's why I like FNV.
I mean, sure, is a tale about humanity trying to rebuild civilization. But what I like about it is that, depending on your actions, it can either be accelerated or halted.
You see this people trying to make their best, and is up to you if they make it, or are forgotten in the wasteland.
Is a harsh world, but you shouldn't be. War never changes, but men do after they lived through it.
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>>43570582
yeahh Fallout has a lot of good exploration. I definitely have an inner scavenger that loves the idea of just roaming around like a locust and picking up everything that isn't nailed down.. in videogames. In real life, the weight of carrying stuff takes the fun out of that. also bugs. I fucked up playing New Vegas so hard, it was ages til I had a proper place to actually store my shit, and then it was decidedly the wrong one.
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>>43568513
More loli Shadowbolts please
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Bump
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bump
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>(You) and Post-apocalypse Scoots blowing off steam by having sex in the car on the side of the road, away from the prying eyes of your community
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>>43574488
I wanna find the cool community with its head on straight.
Where we sit around re-enacting (and writing down) episodes from TV that we remember.
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>>43574488
double dubs demands it
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>>43569400
You just know she bosses around older students and professors
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>>43566653
>>43567299
>>43567760
I miss her T-T
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>>43575282
i'm now letting her out of my basement
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>>43574488
>>43574944
technically quads, definite demand
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>>43574488
https://haystack.yerf.org/mSHnEj.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/WQ4pDJ.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/dE2PAJ.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/vyL4Xg.png
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>>43575911
That's the ticket
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>>43564306
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>>43575911
Scoot's only a slut for (You)
Imagine her lounging about the house, doing her usual stuff, but completely naked. She does it not just because it feels nice, but to tease the hell out of you. Of course, the windows are all blinded so nobody can see it, but it's the extra risk factored in that makes it so much hotter.
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>>43579879
Actually I just realized the apocalypse green already had that idea

>Even after several weeks, the two of you were still finding ways to make things fun.
>A couple times, Scootaloo would wander around the dorm naked.
>She'd eat breakfast or watch TV wearing absolutely nothing at all, both getting comfortable and also trying to see how long it would be before you had your hands all over her.
>Sometimes, it ended with her taking an early bath.
>At some point, Scootaloo had gotten the idea of involving the camera.
>Within two weeks, an entire roll of film had been used up, showing every dirty little thing you both did together.
>From Scootaloo giving you a BJ, to showing off her cum-covered hands, showing off a load in her mouth, on her stomach, even on her butt!
>From your fingers buried inside her as deep as they could get, to just various images of her in compromising positions—bending over the arm of the couch with her pants at her knees, bottomless on the sofa with cum on her belly, or even the tip of your cock rubbing against her smiling, cum-plastered lips.
>Most of them were her idea.

Anon is so fucking based in this story
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>>43579898
>>43579879
casual nudity is the best part of any story that gets out of the modern day. whether we're in a medieval land where aint nobody gonna wear a ton indoors and have to do more laundry (and bathing's in a washtub) or a future world where you're just expected to head into body scanning group techno-showers, or just the 80s when you could find some experimental artists utilizing home video in creative ways (and he's crippled so you can fuckin relax).
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https://haystack.yerf.org/dFuV6K.webm
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>>43581323
Just saw the images themselves. Cute adaptation!
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>>43581323
skinnyful scooty.
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>>43581323
A bit skinny, but food is hard to come by in the wasteland after all.
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>>43579898
>>43579879
bseado
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>>43579898
The whole introduction of a photo album showing off their sexcapades is also incredibly hot too.

>"Here's a picture of Scootaloo playing with this cute puppy we found a few months ago."
>"Oh, and here's a picture of her taking my whole cock."
>"Here's another picture of me just shooting a massive load on her back."
>"And this was the time we went to get ice cream down the street..."
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>>43583070
<3 as it should be.
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>>43583070
>Here's a picture of Scootaloo playing with this cute puppy we found
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>>43583070
>>43583070
>>"And this was the time we went to get ice cream down the street..."
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>>43583070
>>"Oh, and here's a picture of her taking my whole cock."
https://u.pone.rs/ewnvmcyg.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/rytindfj.jpg
>>"Here's another picture of me just shooting a massive load on her back."
https://u.pone.rs/zesqkglu.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/glwfsczt.jpg
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>>43583952
>the AI still shitting itself and posting random bits in an image
I think it may be time to retire this model fren
What model does Kimberlite use?
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>>43583967
It'll be hard to move from IL for MLP gens considering ANIMA just cannot replicate this look/style at all. I'll have to make some custom Loras soon. Everything I do is on ANIMA except these MLP gens lol
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>>43579898
Hot
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>>43581328
Thanks. Kind of wish I did the white borders now, but I'm going to leave it alone. I forgot how fast the original moved till I watched it for this. Ended up making it a slower speed though because I feel like it's more pleasant on the eyes.

>>43581711
I like my girls built like a stick.

>>43581753
I almost made the video with scenes from TIAWH, but if I did that, I'd want the story to already be finished. I know I'd also forget the idea if I didn't do it now though.
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>>43583952
UNF going deep in the wife and finishing on her back, absolute goals
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>>43585513
Hopefully I can get the story done in the next few months, at least the main story. :)
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>>43585765
Sick. I wasn't sure if we were anywhere close to the end yet. I've just been enjoying the ride. I'll have to reread the story at some point and bookmark scenes that would be good for a timelapse.
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>>43585838
Close-ish. I'm planning to finish the story at Part 5, but depending on how it goes or if the epilogue ends up being long enough, there will probably be a Part 6. I definitely don't plan on making the wait between updates months this time.
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Vile
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>>43579898
I think what gets me the most about this story in particular is the amount of detail the OP puts into it. Most greens just kinda go "they have sex, he puts his penis in her, then he cums, the end", but here he just goes on about a specific thing for several paragraphs.
Sometimes it's a little long but at the same time I don't mind that, really helps immerse me into the setting.
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>>43586664
I remember there was some guides to write those moments better.
Maybe we could do some good stuff if we had those.
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>>43586664
>>43586792
I'm saying it as in I like that he's putting detail into it. A lot of greens will just kinda gloss over a lot of shit to get to the point, but he takes his time with it and I think that adds to the story a lot, really makes the world feel more alive that way.
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>>43579898
unf
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>>43587683
Score some goals!
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Scoot taking a load on her face
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>>43592265
>>43592271
Cuties
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>>43591970
Swibble taking a load on her face instead

Imagine sneaking away from prom with Sweetie Belle under the guise of taking her home to please Rarity, but you just pull over somewhere and have sloppy sex with her in the back seat
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https://haystack.yerf.org/NnvO36.webm
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>>43594892
UNF, she would definitely go along with it too
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>>43594892
https://twibooru.org/3873072
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>>43564441
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>>43567776
Why is Sweebs’ titties so lopsided?
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>>43595692
AI
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https://haystack.yerf.org/eNjTSY.webm
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>>43596118
hell yeah hick girls in just overalls
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>>43596118
Neat
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>>43594892
>You pull each other to the backseat and make out
>She's fumbling to get your fly undone
>When she does, she pulls from your lips and starts sucking your cock, gagging herself every time she goes in deep
>You almost bust early, but you stop her and turn her around lifting her skirt
>She's bottomless
>You put it in her and start fucking her, the whole car shaking
>She tells you to record it, so you do
>Watching this cute girl's ass bouncing on your cock through your phone camera makes you cum hard
>You bust inside her, then pull out to shoot the rest on her ass
>She gives a cute little smile for the camera
>You get ice cream afterwards
>She never wiped off her ass
>Go home smelling like your cum
>"I-It's just the ice cream, Rarity"
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Crazy that Rescue at Midnight Castle is only 22 minutes long. I could have sworn it was a 40 something minute special.
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>>43596118
Ohhh Blue Moon of Kentucky
Keep on shining
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>>43597585
The OG loli
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Alright, last song I'll post while the anni is still going. I'm out of ideas at the moment anyway
https://haystack.yerf.org/d2ktHW.mp4
https://haystack.yerf.org/o1LIGg.png
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>>43599251
Nice
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Mmm yes very good generations I am to needing loras and prompt from you saar
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>>43599251
>>43579898
>>43583070
If you aren't too tired of Scootaloo atm
Shit, you could probably even make them with other characters
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>>43601847
I'll see what I can whip up tomorrow after work. Might pick a girl I haven't used much like Maud or Cadance.
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>>43602412
>witch's brew
now that has to be sweeb
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>>43602475
she's wrapped up in some other stuff
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>>43602495
scoot should be a mummy! she's skinny enough..
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>>43602558
...anyway, you're welcome
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>>43602599
thank you for asking the AI to make these, they're cute.
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>>43602495
>Golden sweebs
Well, marshmallows turn golden when roasted. And she covered in golden glitter once.
*Wink wink*
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>>43604268
Very subtle cameltoe.
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>>43604268
Sweet nightgown
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>"Is that a full-size Snickers in your pants or are y'all just happy to see me?"
You're going the right way to get that pussy tended to, Applekitty
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Which humanfillies do you think are the most and least likely to eat a Snickers bar upside-down?
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https://haystack.yerf.org/KdgPBH.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/HTY9gh.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/V1sZAy.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/mifzn2.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/agdFII.png

>>43601847
I realized after reading this again that I've already made most of if not all of those for Scoot already from specific part in the story.
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>>43607095
why upside down
is that a meme the kids are doing now or something
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>>43607936
ahhh a very cute Wally.. definitely not wearing anything under that shirt.
god, I actually kinda wanna save these. the AI is doin stuff for me. Need more casually nude Wallflower.
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>>43608109
Snickers bars have a veiny texture on top, so one might hypothetically eat one upside-down to present said veiny texture to their tongue for enjoyment rather than letting it go to waste against the roof of their mouth
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>>43607936
Oh yeah
Story so good I forgot how hot the imagery is
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>>43608322
Anon is this something you've done before, it sounds like it is
You ever throated a big ol' veiny Snickers, friend?
Gonna give the girls some pointers?
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>>43608495
>tfw no child gf to give candy bar-based bolowjob constructive criticism to
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>>43608161
https://haystack.yerf.org/Ll8OTr.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/l1yOZs.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/t9fbDO.png
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>>43608322
wouldnt it just melt in one second? modern american candy bars are overpriced garbage anyway...
>>43608609
well the embedding is broken, but... yay!
this 'lora' or whatever does seem to really want to make her vulva protrude out to the rear though. i know just the kind of artists it's studying from
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>>43608625
Ah, embedding is broke because I edited them. I added some small random ui stuff to the ds, fixed the eyes in the second, then added light to the tv in the third.
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>>43608643
u wot
why would that-
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>>43608625
>>43608643
I'm retarded. I was thinking of metadata for some reason.
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Are you two going out trick or treating or staying in and handing out candy
>Anon cuts arm holes in a sleeping bag and goes as Jabba
>Puts his gf in the Leia bikini
>She answers the door leashed and says "My Master bids you welcome" while offering the candy bowl
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>>43608609
Super cute Wally, need more of her nude cuteness
A disturbing lack of cum on and in her though
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Cunny licking
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>>43608864
Need
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>>43608864
>>43611074
https://haystack.yerf.org/DV5gVN.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/UCFSDs.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/oculUq.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/BJ1qze.png
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>>43612141
What lora is this? I really like the look of her in these. The line work and proportions are really tingling the brain
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>>43612325
I almost always use a mixture of loras instead of just using an artist's style directly. I just found out that these first two were actually removed from civitai, so I catboxed them. https://files.catbox.moe/p4h63e.zip at 0.75 strength, trigger word is orenjipiiru. https://files.catbox.moe/a55jb1.zip at 0.15, trigger is dejillstyle. https://civitai.com/models/112750/masikakuma?modelVersionId=1619611 at 0.35. https://civitai.com/models/1722715/head-size-slider?modelVersionId=1949540 at 0.70. I basically use the head size one as an age slider since it doesn't affect the style like other ones did.
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>>43612141
Good stuff
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>>43612141
looove it. she is so into bein naked.
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>>43613034
>tfw no child gf to be domestically nekkid with
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>>43612395
Big ups mate
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>>43613171
Skinship is important in relationships. Or so I'm told.
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ITT:
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>>43613820
Obviously it's 110% hypothetical, but if I were in that situation I'd be way more concerned about her having a good time than me, so there'd be no "too" about it
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>>43614139
this. where's the fun if she's not enjoying it
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>>43614139
thank you
we allowed perverts and anti-perverts to perv-up sexuality for too long, making it 'icky' and assault-flavored.
The fixation should be on pleasuring people. That's what we're all pent up on. it's why we see a cat and we MUST pet it, even if that cat is 800 pounds and his ancestors used to eat yours. Because we want to make the thing happy with our touching. It's as true for cuddly feelings as it is for sexual ones, or any other.
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>>43614228
People talk a lot of shit about "grooming" but it's baked-in behavior for most vertebrates that accounts for why we love petting things and why so many animals love being petted.
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>>43614245
everything demonized today is natural, everything praised is what's unnatural

now natural aint always right, but once you've slayed nature, it's much easier to start doing whatever the fuck you want
This is why these 'any sex you want is okay EXCEPT' rainbow alphabet people specifically exclude the things that were pretty common for millennia, like incest and sheepshagging. still shouldnt do it, but, just like punching people, we understood why you WANTED to.
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>Furiously fucking Scootaloo on the couch doggystyle, didn't even get her pants down all the way to her knees, just going nuts and she doesn't want you to stop
>Then you just fucking bust deep inside her, on her, in her mouth, on her face, whatever she wants don't care
>JUST CUM FOR SCOOTALOO
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>>43614245
On top of that, the total paucity of physical contact is directly implicated in the autism epidemic. The cutting edge medical shit around 20 years back used to actually recommend increasing skin to skin contact and reduction of clothing, with some pretty promising results, until society went full retard and they quietly pulled that suggestion, and now it's pretty hard to find anyone under 33-ish who isn't a fucking mentally broken perma-child.

>>43614258
Scoot WOULD be very desperate for it, wouldn't she
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>>43614263
It's probably in the same vein as that monkey experiment with the wireframe "mother" that dispensed food and the fabric one that didn't, and the baby monkeys all preferred the cloth one even if it meant starving to death.
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>>43614325
oooh that's a good point.
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i just want to add that society makes bullshit rules based on their weird-ass worldviews that change every few decades and nature just does what nature wants and doesn't give a fuck about our opinions. puberty and all that stuff
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>>43614361
exactly. The one is a lot easier to apply morality to than the other. it doesn't shift, it just stays in place. Some of it's okay, some isn't. And we all understand that we're ALL running the same hardware, so it's not a judgy thing, just don't do that one thing. Don't put it in there. We all know why you want to. we were thinking about it too.
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>>43613820
On the subject of mutual enjoyment, what about covering some (mostly) non-lewd things about this month, like
>>43608735
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>>43608735
Holes in a sleeping bag is 1. expensive and 2. going to read less as Jabba and more as Leto Atreides
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>>43614485
Well that's what I get for trying.
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>>43614510
I mean, Leto was married to his imouto, wasn't he? It's not *that* far off
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>>43614258
YES
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>>43614258
unf
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>>43614258
The Scootaloo obsession is still strong, and I hope it never stops. I also hope we get some saucy imagery of this because this is hot as fuck and Scootaloo is such a cute slut
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>>43614688
this nigga wants to fuck a kid get a load of this guy
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>>43614755
clearly the child gf enthusiasts have overstepped their bounds since the people who're in the child gf thread for completely innocent reasons have noooticed
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>>43614457
finding safe ways to indulge your human filly's fetishes is really important. If she likes being led around on a leash, if she's an exhibitionist, whatever..
if YOU don't help her let it out safely, some other guy is going to take advantage of her, probably.
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What do when mini-wife is the mature one in the relationship
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>>43614844
live out the childhood you should have had, and grow and mature the way you should have. It's never too late.
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>>43614844
What does "the mature one in the relationship" even mean at that point? She has an Excel spreadsheet for her allowance?
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>>43614806
lemme be for real and say like, i dont know how this isnt allowed this is downright pedophilic and should be treated the same as posting lolicon on a board. to me its even sicker they somehow get their fancies from this to just writing text on a screen explicitly stating what they would want to do to a literal child, the fuck do you want me to say
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>>43614867
Yes. Why, back in my day, we got our straw pennies and we were HAPPY, damnit!
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>>43614867
you know.. she's.. more sensible and thinks of consequences and what have you. she could hold down a job and adult relationships.

unlike this fucker here who would not know 'being real' if it crushed him under thousands of years of history
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>>43614873
Equestria Girls is on-topic, and discussing lewd thoughts about show characters is SFW as long as you keep it to text or offsite links. Cope and seethe.
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>>43614884
>oniichan, you need to get a job if you're going to be able to afford cute outfits for me and your drinking habit and our wedding (once I'm old enough for it to be legal)
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>>43614905
>those dances
that reminds me, I have to do my physical therapy elastic band exercises.
and also have sex with a chicken
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>>43614905
unfortunate
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>>43614984
Yet here you are, still.
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>>43614905
Little Elaine's with those dance 'skills'.
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>>43614997
It takes two to tango and there are only three of them.
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>>43615043
...Right.
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>>43614884
She's the one who's reminding you about not holding hands in public so people don't get the [right] idea
She loves you but you're a hopeless romantic and she's having to rein you in and remind you that you really ought to be using protection since neither of you knows when she's going to start having her period and "don't worry, I'll take responsibility" is a non-starter when she's several years under the age of consent
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>>43615124
oh shit, you were going pre-period. that's actually really funny, a super mature kid wife.
I thought we were talking like 'she'd be able to marry you in Idaho a few years ago'
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>>43615134
"she's so mature for her age" taken to its logical conclusion, yes-yes
why not
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>>43615163
indeed. that is much funnier.
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>>43615134
I think if it's Bloomie (or one of those cute Ozark girls who steal copper wire and brew moonshine from the Hooffields & McColts episode) we're talking about how they'd (shotgun) marry you where ever.
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>>43615188
hell yeah.
shit, but then if I'm immature I'm gonna be stuck as a dirt laborer. that fantasy doesn't work so well for me. I have to be the town weirdo with like, science going on in his barn, like Pee-Wee in Big Top Pee-Wee..
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>>43615188
>>43615202
isn't this just Eunice and Charlie Johns but with the maturity levels reversed?
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>>43614873
You have no idea how much worse it could be. Look at /b/'s loli bread or visit ATF (you can look at booru comments without an account). This is tame by comparison.
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>>43615384
Don't bother with people like that. They don't even want to be reminded that this board used to have unironic Claire threads lol.
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>>43615384
I remember the Gelbooru owner banned toddlercon because of the creepy comments.
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>>43615404
So contemptible—"should we ban the people making creepy comments?" "No, it's the pictures that are wrong"
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>>43615416
They are.
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>>43615231
no
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>>43615404
right, i'm sure THAT was the reason
>>43615384
liiiiitttle difference, though. you people are at fault for those people existing
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>>43615470
The creepy comments were the explicitly-stated reason, yes. The actual reason will be lost to history, barring someone dropping a google docky on the subject
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>43615493
uh huh
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>>43615539
not an argument
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>>43567776
Lovely gens fren! Though, if possible, I think the unique qualities of your gens could be better served if you used some variation of ADetailer (with different artstyle prompts/loras) on their faces. Would help make them stand out more as individuals. It's a bit offputting seeing grown Applejack with basically the same face as the Crusaders.
Whatever you did here >>43569776 seems to have produced better results.

>>43569400
Any chance for some AJ pit sax or is the model too stubborn to produce decent results? Lovely stuff!

>>43596581
This little minx...
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So if an anon wanted to write a green here, is it supposed to be cheesecake and emotional weight or just human filly cunny and age related predation? I'm confused on the constant coomer AI gens and comments on stories for the content.
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>>43615609
>AJ pit sax
I would be interested to see AJ playing the saxophone.
>>43615635
It's whatever you want it to be.
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>>43615635
I'm sure anything would be appreciated, but a sincere romance between a grown-ass man and a 8–12yo girl that acknowledges the obvious barriers to their love but somehow overcomes them would probably be optimal
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>>43615652
God tried to kill Adolph Sax five times and He should've tried again
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>>43615635
it's supposed to be Lolita but EQG-themed and Umber Hombre is the good guy and Lolo genuinely loves him
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>>43615635
Do whatever you want; if people don't like it, they'll ignore it or tell you to fuck off
If you write a greentext that portrays man-girl love in a less-than-positive light people will probably take it poorly
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>>43615981
>"I don't know about this," said Scootaloo.
>You said, "Just trust me, okay?"
>"How come? You told me to trust you before, and now..."
>"It'll feel good when it's all over."
>"For you, maybe."
>"For you, too."
>"I don't know."
>"I'm just trying to help out here."
>Scootaloo slammed down her pencil. "And it's not working. I'm never going to figure out this math problem. I'm never going to understand negative numbers." She rubbed her temples. "My head hurts."
>"I love you, hon," you said, putting your hands on her shoulders.
>"Love you too, but... could we do something easier?"
>"Like what?"
>"Sex. Right now I could fuck you for three hours straight."
>"Uh. That's a while."
>"Think you can keep up?"
>"I have a less-than-positive feeling. Even less positive than negative numbers."
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>>43616103
>helping Scootaloo with her math homework
>turned sexual
I see.
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>>43615652
>>43615657
>>43615779
>>43615981
why in the actual fuck would you reply to that post
did you even read it?
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>>43616103
>>43616127
Kek. tutoring is hard. you're not fighting against the lack of knowledge, you're fighting against mental fatigue. And that's really hard to get around. It's almost like we're not meant to sit at desks and involuntarily study
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>>43566101
I'll try to get the next part of the chapter out by either next week or next thread. Probably next thread if this conversation goes all the way to bump limit in the next couple days kek
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>>43614867
>She has an Excel spreadsheet for her allowance?
>Silver Spoon runs the finances in your household
>You work full time but you barely know how to file your taxes
>Silver looks so cute looking over the files, brow furrowed in concentration
>you make her favourite meal for dinner as thanks
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>>43616549
Its a legit question. The images all say horny but the posts say emotional bond and overcoming barriers.
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>>43615635
>age related predation
OUCH! I know we're unpopular but sheesh!
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>>43617758
write either fren. Whatever fills you with inspiration will be good, as long as you write loli
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>>43617758
Yes, sexual, aesthetic, and romantic attraction usually come bundled neatly together for most people.
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>>43617758
Not to mention the literal novel being posted above that shows a combo of all the above.
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Bump
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>>43614258
Someone please draw this
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>>43619416
*Please gen this
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The one scene where Anon was peeping
https://u.pone.rs/pkqsnxzc.jpg
https://u.pone.rs/efxudwte.jpg
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>>43615609
https://haystack.yerf.org/Xi791Q.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/3LrGrX.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/XoPm90.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/FScDoD.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/0zJDPk.png

>>43617462
You'll probably be able to get it out in time for this thread depending on the length, but we do get sporadic jumps in posts.

>>43619478
>>43619538
This style reminds me of something, but I can't place it.
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>>43619443
That too!
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>>43620182
>Too
No I'm pretty sure I've only ever seen gens here. If I've missed any actual drawings, let me know.
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>>43620226
Be the change you want to see
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>>43620608
Nah, this thread seems to be working out just fine relying on the bakersman and 717.
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>>43620637
>I think AI sucks, all I see is AI getting posted!
>post some human-made art then
>No, I don’t think I will
And you wonder why AI art gets posted so much.
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>>43617774
>>43617913
>>43617961
you guys gotta stop replying to trolls, even/especially if your replies calmly explain things. legit questions do not use words like 'predation' and 'coomer' that anon is not interested in writing.
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>>43620720
I don't wonder at all, there's often requests for it. All I did was ask where the drawings you suggested exist were.
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>>43620745
So far, the only art I've seen posted is the art by the writer of Time is All We Have. He does covers for each chapters and they look real nice. He also did a couple drawings of scenes before the story actually came out.
Apart from that, I haven't seen many artists, mainly AI genners. Would love to see more, but the few who can draw keep complaining they can't draw for free.
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>>43620882
all the artists left in the fandom generally won't touch this stuff or aren't on 4chan drawing for free. AI gen is about the best we can hope for.
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https://catbox.moe/c/ihvfpf
If anyone remember sets with Twilight and Sunset, here’s one with Luna. I made another with an older Luna, but that’s not what this thread is about and I don’t feel like fighting with catbox to upload it.
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>>43620890
Good, because I'm selfish about my personal needs and I wanna see more AI gens of TIAWH because it's such a cute and hot story.
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Nude Wally was making me think of an old reverse trap green where Scoot went topless while dressed as April O'Neil. Unfortunately she's 16 in it, so I can't add it to the list, but I'll link it since I remember it being pretty good. https://poneb.in/ZkR0V1JV

>>43619443
>>43620182
If no one else does it, I'll do to it sometime tomorrow.

>>43620745
It's a redraw of a gen I did, but the op image was drawn. They're rare, but I try to use newly drawn stuff for the thread when I can.
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>>43621321
>your mini gf tries the male swimwear challenge
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>>43620956
links?
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>>43621406
https://catbox.moe/c/0urgtp
https://catbox.moe/c/klv1ab
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>>43621321
cute is cute, I don't care about age
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>>43622728
I don't get it
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>>43623495
I think it's one of those interpretive wapanese comics, lemme have a crack at it
>Scoots:..He did it INSIDE?!
>SB:..I was supposed to get it inside first..
>AB: And ah forgot my 'after dinner mints', too! What a bother, y'all...
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>>43621510
Neat
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The fandom have fallen.
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>>43624934
What is this?
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>>43624972
Looks like it's from the rewatch or some shit.
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>>43624972
The anniversary stream, the previous year was fine but now suddenly it's wrong
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>>43625061
Typical moralfagging.
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>>43625061
They're high roading themselves because they want to look presentable to outsiders.

In other words, they're retarded and should be shamed. Someone should take the initiative next year and make an anniversary stream with it made fine again and the retards of this year's stream permabanned.
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>>43625061
Marefair happen, now the fandom have to keep their image again
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>>43625082
>Marefair
Oh the place I heard about all the diaperfaggotry and gay sex taking place at? THEY'RE trying to look good to outsiders?
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>>43564306
I'd love to see AJ getting fucked in that costume, same with all the other Halloween Mane 6 (and yes, that includes Rarity's cute dress)
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>>43625095
>Oh the place I heard about all the diaperfaggotry and gay sex taking place at?
Don't forget niggers licking tranny toes.
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>>43625634
For me it'd be AJ as Apple Chord nude, covering up with her gee'tar
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>>43625095
all that's fine but god forbid sexualizing someone under 17 years, 364 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds old.
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>>43625061
stream of what, fanart? because if they think there's ANY way to avoid controversy, they're derptarded.
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>>43625082
>The fandom have to keep their image again
Did we ever had "an image"? I remember that, back in the day, people thought we were massive psychos when they discovered the fandom started here, so that meant a massive (and easier) gatekeeping.
Nobody wanted the bronies because they are gay, childish, and (thanks to 4chan) massive nutjobs plotting to destroy the world.

Why do we have to mantain an image NOW? Because of a con? I read many cons go south (usually furry ones), so they don't need me for "positive" PR.
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>>43626136
hell even the regular bronies were considered pedos by the normies of the day simply for liking a show for little girls. Now they're just terminally online and wanting to virtue signal.
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>>43564386
you'll regret taking this position one day so laugh while you can
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>>43626216
Uh oh flaggot meltie
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>>43626136
>people thought we were massive psychos when they discovered the fandom started here
it doesn't help that the /co/ thread (yes, it was kept to one thread) would hit autosage inside of a half hour, and the threads chained up so quickly we started making Mortal Kombat 'win X tournaments in a row' jokes,
Followed by retaliatory false flag spamming in other threads, leading to the banishment to /mlp/ because nobody could recognize that was deliberate (a sign of everything to come, 5 years down the line)
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>>43619443
>>43620182
Only ended up making one since I got distracted by the other request. https://haystack.yerf.org/A7Mr80.png

>>43625634
https://haystack.yerf.org/IpTfyU.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/lccyJh.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/rdbBen.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/zEKzcZ.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/t9H91r.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/NR7RE5.png
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>>43626731
NTA, as much as I dislike the ahegao face, the gens are peak.
I'm curious how long it takes to do a single gen.
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>>43626807
My computer is pretty good, so it's like 30 seconds a picture. Add 10 on the first gen after opening the program. What takes a while is figuring out how to get a specific pose/angle/item/etc and manual editing. Usually I just tweak the eyes if I feel the need, but the Pinkie in that is using eyebrows and a mouth from a separate picture. Rainbow Dash had to have like 3 fingers removed from her picture because hand holding is finicky. I wasn't satisfied with anything else I was getting for Scoot after like an hour, so she got just the one.
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>By the power of mah appuls!
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>>43628207
I saw enough cultured content to know where this is going.
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>>43629271
we just missed the good part! Where she was all glowy an' nekkid.
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>>43629325
Don't worry. If tentacles are involved, we are still on time.
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>>43630415
he always draws great lolis
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sk8r girl scoots! sk8r girl scoots!
https://files.catbox.moe/tnd1ar.jpeg
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>>43632122
Nice!
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Bump
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>>43617462
>>43566101
I'll be posting the next part of the chapter in a bit. I was gonna wait until tomorrow, but I figured screw it, people are gonna see it regardless.
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>>43634184
>I figured screw it
Is that a spoiler?
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>>43634244
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>>43632122
it would take a million men to pull me out of that uoh
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>>43632122
reminds me of that tomboy skater hentai manga that was posted a few months ago
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>>43566101
>After that day, you were able to get Scootaloo to eat regularly again.
>Sure, she still prioritized your health over hers, but at least she wasn't starving herself to do it.
>The kid was only looking out for you, after all.
>The next few days passed without much incident. Other than the rain, the weather was beautiful and the place was mostly quiet.
>You even used the rain as a means of showering while you could!
>You were able to charge the truck's battery enough for a few hours' travel, but until your ribs were healed, you weren't going anywhere.
>Either way, where you were NOW wasn't so bad, but you couldn't find any nearby rivers or lakes; drinking water was no issue for now, but you still preferred being at least a little clean.
>Part of you regretted not bringing your little bathtub contraption from Canterlot—even if there wasn't enough space for it anyhow.
>Until then, the best you could do was use some of the drinking water for the most essential spots.
>While you healed, Scootaloo stayed by your side—feeding you, washing you down outside, and checking on you constantly throughout the day, for better or worse.
>It wasn't as if you couldn't do this all yourself, but she insisted the less you moved, the quicker the recovery.
>And her dad was an explorer, so if she said it, you believed it.
>You still got up and walked around when you could, but Scootaloo tried her hardest to keep you as bedridden–or in this case, couch-ridden—as possible.
>You were grateful for her. Even beyond the guilt, you were grateful.

:::::

>You awoke one night to Scootaloo screaming.
>She'd just woken up in front of the couch, screeching and hyperventilating, before it went silent.
>Then came the sobs.
>You tried to get up, but the pain kept you in place.
>Still, you reached down and did what you could to comfort her.
>She held your hand and cried until she fell asleep twenty minutes later.
>It was a nightmare, she said later in the morning. She dreamed the two of you were back at the Hospital.
>It played out the same way it always did—with you dead and her alone with strangers. Very rarely did it ever happen the way it really did.
>It always ended with you dead on the floor, and her being taken away. Then she'd wake up screaming and crying.
>It happened for a few nights. You were powerless to help her anymore than you could.
>She was okay for the rest of the day until the next night, and it'd happen all over again.
>After the third night, you made her sleep with you on the couch.
>She was scared to hurt you, and admittedly you were a little nervous yourself.
>But Scootaloo—in spite of the bit of pudge she still sported—was light enough for you to ignore the pressure on your ribs.
>She didn't have a single nightmare that night. For the next several days, as long as she slept with you, it stayed that way.
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>>43634599
>Eventually, you retired from the couch and moved to the master bedroom. The bed wasn't as big or soft as the one at Providence, but it was still enough to get you both a good night's sleep.
>And you DID notice your ribs didn't hurt as much...
>Most days, you didn't do much. Apart from watching some movies, eating, and going to the bathroom, there wasn't much for you to do.
>But Scootaloo didn't seem to mind it... not as long as she was there with you, at least.
>As the days passed, you could feel yourself healing little by little. There was still a bit of pain every time you breathed in and out, but it'd mitigated enough that you almost didn't notice it sometimes.
>You COULD head back on the road any time, if you wanted... but you decided you were better off letting it fully heal. Besides, what was the rush in leaving?

:::::

>You woke up again a few nights later.
>This time to your own screaming.
>Your whole body was damp with sweat, and the air around you was thick and hot as you peered around in the darkness.
>Once you were certain where you were, you sighed and fell back into the pillow.
>A nightmare.
>You dreamt of them again.
>That person from Providence.
>A woman? A man? Whoever was staring you down in the woods.
>The tattered clothes, the messy hair, the dried blood running down their body.
>Their eyes.
>Empty, yet wanting.
>You never encountered them before that day, but you knew exactly what they were.
>They were definitely SICK.
>You heard descriptions about them plenty on the news, maybe saw snippets of them on the Internet before everything started getting purged... but you never saw one up close, in person.
>And you certainly never expected to see one of them by this point. You had assumed they all died off in the first few months, and that all that was left were the bodies.
>How close were they to you before you got in the truck?
>Were you sick?
>No. Of course not. It would've killed you by now.
>BOTH of you.
>You looked down at Scootaloo's topless, sleeping form lying on top of you. She'd gotten hot earlier in the evening and tossed her shirt to the floor.
>It was a miracle you didn't wake her up in your panic.
>Even with her close to you, it'd take you an hour to fall back to sleep.
>These nightmares weren't very common, but whenever they DID happen, they left you with a lingering sense of dread.
>Dread you hadn't felt since Canterlot, even after what you faced at Providence.
>What if you caught it?
>... What if SHE caught it?
>You went back to sleep that night holding Scootaloo just a little tighter.
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>>43634610
MAY 18

>Another couple days passed.
>It was raining again.
>You and Scootaloo showered in the rain out back. The storm wasn't as strong as it was a few days before, but it still got the job done just as well.
>After getting dressed, the two of you sat down on the living room couch and dug into a box of fruit bars for breakfast.
>The entire time you ate, Scootaloo sat right beside you, leaning against your body.
>She was nice and warm, and admittedly the weight of her body against yours seemed to soothe the lingering ache in your chest.
>The morning was quiet and largely uneventful, but the rain outside was relentless, pounding against the windows. Every time thunder roared off in the distance, Scootaloo would cling to you, albeit carefully.
>It made you smile every time she did.
>After breakfast, you attempted to drown out the sound of the storm by putting on a random movie.
>Not that there was much else to do, anyway...
>You both laid down on the couch, Scootaloo resting on top of you, and watched some of the Charlie Brown specials.
>Scootaloo had a smile on her face as she laid her head down on your chest, and you'd run your fingers through her long hair.
>You realized you never cut her hair like you promised.
>But she didn't seem to mind for the moment—she leaned into your touch and nearly fell asleep on two separate occasions.
>For now, she was happy. At least, you hoped she was.
>"Hey, Anon...?
"Yeah?"
>"... Can we stay like this for a bit?"
>You squeezed her shoulder and smiled back.
"Alright~"
>For the rest of the day, unless it was to use the bathroom or get something to eat or drink, neither of you moved from the couch.
>The TV played for hours, movie and show after movie and show, and there was still enough juice in the generator to last the next morning.
>Scootaloo passed out first sometime after the sun went down, and you followed soon after.

:::::

>You woke up in the middle of the night.
>The TV was on, paused in the middle of a Baker's Fields episode. The rest of the house, however, was almost pitch black—only briefly illuminated through the windows by a flash of distant lightning.
>It'd rained all day, and it looked like it would continue well into the next day.
>At least the house was on a hill...
*KRA-KOOOM!*
>Scootaloo flinched and shivered as the muffled boom rippled through the home.
>She relaxed the moment you started to pet her.
"You awake?" you whispered.
>At first, she said nothing.
>"... Yeah. S-Sorry I woke you up."
"Nah, you didn't wake me. What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
>Scootaloo shook her head.
>"No, just... not tired, is all."
>You hummed and rubbed gentle circles on her back through her shirt.
"Well, don't worry," you assured her with a grin, "I'm not gonna let the big bad thunder get you."
>"Ha-fucking-ha," she sarcastically retorted before letting out a yawn.
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>>43634615
>Scootaloo settled against your chest and sighed. It put a little pressure on your ribs, but nothing you couldn't handle. In fact, it was like they felt better with her laying on them.
>For a couple minutes, you and Scootaloo laid together in silence; you massaged her back gently while the storm raged outside.
>You could fall asleep like this.
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>She paused for a moment.
>"... Do you think they're gonna find us?"
>It took you a moment to realize who "they" were.
"The Hospital?"
>She nodded slowly.
>You continued to pet her head.
"No. I don't think so. I think we're pretty far out by now."
>She hummed quietly.
>"... Do you think they're gonna tell anyone else?"
"Like?"
>"I mean, like... other people or towns or whatever."
>She looked up at you, and you could see the worry in her eyes.
>"D'you think they'll tell them about us?"
>At first, you didn't have anything to say. It wasn't something you thought of... even though you should've.
>Their radios had a limited range, but all it would take is for them to give out names and send out some kind of messengers.
>How many people are out there in the world named Anonymous and Scootaloo?
>You just smiled at her.
"Probably not."
>She just stared at you.
>"... You suck at lying."
>That got a laugh out of you.
>You laughed softly as you caressed her cheek. It was contagious enough to make bring a giggle to her throat.
>The two of you laughed for a few moments before it got quiet again.
>There was another distant clap of thunder, but this time Scootaloo didn't react to it.
>She was too busy looking at you.
"Once I'm better, we'll get as far away as we can. They'll never hear from us or about us ever again."
>You lightly booped her on the nose.
"Promise."
>Scootaloo's smile lasted for only a moment before it faded.
>"What if we find other people...?"
>Her voice died down to a meek whisper at the very mention of people.
>People.
>Providence wouldn't be the last time. You knew there were other communities out there, no doubt glad to take in anyone that seemed nice enough.
>Until they find out like THEY did, and then...
>Well, you didn't want to think about that.
>So you just smiled at her.
"We'll figure it out before then," you told her—the only honest answer in your mind that you could give.
>It didn't comfort Scootaloo in the slightest... but it seemed to be enough for her to take it at face value.
>You continued to caress her soft face, which seemed to be stained with dry tears.
>You said nothing of it as she leaned into your touch and closed her eyes, sighing deeply with a sense of ease.
"It's alright," you whispered.
>She opened her eyes again and stared deeply into yours.
>It was quiet and still for only a moment.
>Then slowly, she crawled over your body, placed her hands carefully on your shoulders, and leaned in to kiss you.
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>>43634621
>As always, you met her halfway. You pressed your lips against hers and closed your eyes, your hands slowly drifting down to caress her body.
>You both sighed deeply, but it didn't take long for Scootaloo's little shudders to turn into moans and whimpers. Her thumbs brushed against your lower jawline, and her hands lightly clamped down at the sensation of your touch.
>Her warm breath cascaded across your face, but it didn't deter you from pushing your tongue into her mouth.
>The act alone seemed to only rile her up. Her body grew hotter by the second, stricken by your teasing.
>Your hands fell further, until they finally came to rest on her ass.
>A simple squeeze was all she ever needed.
>She feverishly started grinding her hips against yours, her lips never leaving yours. She moaned into your mouth, overcome by the euphoria of the moment.
>The storm outside picked up again, lightning striking every so often. Thunder crackled and roared near and far.
>And yet, Scootaloo never flinched.
>She was too busy touching you.
>You grabbed Scootaloo by the hips and helped slide her back and forth against your body.
>She pulled away from the kiss only for a moment to let out a whine, before hungrily diving back in.
>A little grunt escaped you as she humped you faster.
>And before long, she was rubbing against your hard cock through your own pajama pants.
>Even with the layers of clothing, you could still feel some ounce of wetness to her. But the warmth was something you hadn't felt in a long time!
>She was as hot as a furnace down there!
>And yet, you didn't want it to end.
>But then Scootaloo stopped and stood up.
>Her entire body shook as she was overcome with all kinds of sensations. Even in the darkness, you could see her face was beet red.
>She struggled to reach for the hem of her pants, but once she did, she pulled them and her panties down and off, leaving her in only her shirt and socks.
>Then she went for yours.
>When you tried to do it yourself, she just stopped you.
>"N-No, don't... I-I got it, I..."
>Her voice was skittish as she managed to slide your pants down just enough for your cock to come free.
>Finally, she climbed back over you and planted her knees firmly into the couch.
>You knew exactly what was about to happen.
>Before she could do anything more, you stopped her.
"Hey..." you spoke softly to get her attention.
>Scootaloo looked up at you, panting quietly.
"Are you sure...?"
>She nodded before you could even finish the question.
>You could see the want in her eyes, the trembling of her fingers on your shoulders.
>And her smile...
>That little smile...
>You grabbed her firmly by the hips and gently guided her down, inch by inch, closer and closer.
>The moment your tip prodded at her folds, both of you let out a quiet moan and you nearly lost your grip.
>But you kept a tight hold of her and continued forward.
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>>43634626
>For the first time in months, you entered Scootaloo's pussy.
>And dearest fucking GOD, she was so tight, so hot, that you nearly wanted to pull out.
>But the look on her face only made you continue.
>So you did, further and further down, inch after inch, and then...!
>Then you finally bottomed out.
>Scootaloo waited for the searing pain to come back—but it never did. There was only a brief shock as you poked at her cervix, but nothing more than that.
>The sigh that escaped her mouth was a mixture of ecstasy and relief.
>The feeling was alien to Scootaloo. She had never felt so full down there before, even on her birthday.
>She felt your tip push against her cervix, sending shivers down her spine and causing her walls to clamp down on you.
>You sucked in a breath and held her hips firmly in place.
>God, she was so hot down there. God, it was so cold out here.
>God...
>You fit perfectly.
>You waited a few moments, to let her acclimate to the fullness.
>Instead, she was the one to start moving.
>She pressed down into the couch with her knees and lifted her ass off of you.
>You felt yourself slowly slide out of her, your wet cock exposed to the cool air around you.
>Then Scootaloo slowly lowered herself, burying you within her once again.
>She firmly gripped the couch with one hand, and tried to stifle her whines with the other.
>You leaned your head back into the pillow and let out a shudder.
>You didn't get to wait more than a few seconds before Scootaloo did it again—faster this time.
>She fell forward, bracing herself with her hands on your shoulders, and cried shakily.
"Shhh..."
>You reached forward to caress her cheek. The moment your palm made contact with her face, Scootaloo pulled her hand back and hugged your arm tightly.
>As soon as she did, began to grind herself against you.
>The pleasure in your body came back twenty-fold. Your other hand sat clamped to her hips as they rocked back and forth against your own.
>Scootaloo shut her eyes tightly and whimpered, shuddering through her nostrils. A light squelching noise filled the air as her pussy milked your cock.
>God, it felt so good.
>SHE felt so good.
>Her ass bounced daintily up and down on your pelvis, but her body overall aggressively pushed and pulled you against the couch.
>The furniture creaked and croaked beneath you, and the sounds of sex rivaled the raging storm outside.
>Scootaloo opened her eyes to look down at you, and all you could do was stare back. Her mouth hung open and all that came out was another quiet whine or a shiver.
>You were no better than she was; you were panting and clenching your entire body. Your mind was wracked and paralyzed with pleasure as your cock was repeatedly squeezed from the base to the tip.
>It was overwhelming—and yet you didn't want it to end.
>Scootaloo went faster, her breaths growing shorter and her body trembling. The creaking of the couch echoed throughout the living room.
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>>43634630
>The occasional flash of lightning outside illuminated her form bouncing and grinding against you. Even with her shirt still on, you could make out her small, shapely form beneath it.
>She leaned down, still hugging your arm, until your noses were touching and her hot breath once again washed over your face.
>Her panting continued to quicken, and all she could do was mutter little obscenities under her breath.
>"F-Fuckkk..." was the only one you could understand of it all.
>All you could do was just kiss her, and she leaned into it without resistance.
>Her mouth was so hot and wet with drool, but goddamn it, you couldn't stop kissing her.
>Then suddenly, you let out a shudder and pulled away.
>You were getting close.
"S-Scoot," you weakly whispered, "ss-slow down... wait..."
>You didn't know if she didn't hear you, or simply refused to listen, but she didn't slow down one bit.
>Your own breathing grew short, and you tried your best not to squeeze her hip too tightly.
>Scootaloo's legs began to squeeze down around you, but her body continued moving.
>Faster and harder.
"W-Wait... no..."
>She bit down on her lip and little squeaks left her throat, louder and louder.
>All you could do was judder and beg.
"Ssscc..."
>Scootaloo gasped and let out a loud cry, then buried her face into your neck—and immediately, you felt your lap grow wet.
>That was all it took to break you.
"!!NNGHH!!"
>You came hard, shooting rope after rope of cum deep inside of her. With every spurt, you thrust upward into her, though not by much.
>Scootaloo trembled in your arms, her cries muffled yet loud. She was breathing heavily, gasping every time you pushed up.
>Your hand dug into her hip, leaving a mark as you pulled away to hold her by her butt.
>You stared at the ceiling, your vision hazy. You felt like on the verge of passing out.
>Neither of you spoke, only moaned and sighed loudly.
>You weakly wrapped your free hand around Scootaloo and pulled her close to you.
>With a final spurt, it was over. You relaxed and sank into the couch.
>You and Scootaloo laid together quietly, trying to catch your breath. Scootaloo laid limply on top of you, her arms wrapped loosely beneath you.
>She struggled to even lift her head up, she was so tired.
>"M-Mmh..."
>Your bodies were dripping with sweat, both your shirts damp, and your hips were wet with her release; your seed slowly seeped from her, down your balls and onto the couch below.
>You never felt more tired in your entire life.
>And you still realized what you'd done.
"... Fuck..." you whispered.
>You craned your head to look at Scootaloo.
>She was already out like a light, if the soft snores didn't give it away.
>Not even the thunder was enough to wake her up.
>You brushed away a lock of her hair from her face and smiled, but it quickly faded.
>With a sigh, you buried your face into her neck and closed your eyes.
>Within a minute, the storm lulled you right to sleep.

TO BE CONTINUED
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>>43634635
Ponepaste: https://ponepaste.org/11815

I hope this didn't feel too rushed. I'd been planning on this scene for a while but was trying to figure out how it would play out.
I do feel like I'm able to get more done with this kind of schedule though, as opposed to writing the whole thing out for months.

I do need to improve my vocabulary though
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>>43634599
Silly Scootaloo, it's just a dream. I mean, imagine. An apocalypse story with an older man and young girl, with a supremely unsatisfying ending taking place in a hospital? That could NEVER happen.
>>43634621
and speaking of farfetched, as if anyone would want that event spread around.
>>43634626
aw hell yeah. hellll yeah. Finally some good regular-style hot dickings.
>>43634635
>>43634664
nice job man. It was worth waiting for, and a fine time for their intimacy. Good ol.. sexual healing during a prolonged rainstorm. It's only right.
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Bump
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>>43624934
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>>43637148
>Ima' gonna!
I'm going to learn you to spoke proper English, girly!
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>>43564306
>that look
>that smug fucking look
>you told Granny Smith you'd take Applejack trick or treating this year
>Big Mac's a teenager and wanted a night out for himself and his friends and you can't fault him that
>Apple Bloom's still a tot so she's enough of a handful for Granny already
>You were expecting something when you agreed to this, after all, you know the apple-based hellion well
>Applejack's been a rascal for as long as you can remember
>Which isn't all that long, all things considered
>You've been the go-to babysitter for her for about a year now
>But none of this was on your bingo card when you agreed
>A full black, skintight suit with drawn on cat whiskers, cat ears and a collar
>That goddamn collar
>She's made more than a few allusions to it that have sent your mind and pants in certain direction
>Idly fingering it, tugging it and jingling it, all while keeping eye contact with you
>At least, as much as you can give out of your peripherals
>You needed to keep your eye on the road
>The worst part is how she keeps scampering off whenever you park up
>You're supposed to be looking out for her
>You can't do that if she's bolting off any time her seatbelts off
>And Granny would tan your hide if she knew you were letting her go to strangers' houses alone
>Even when nothing's happened by the time you catch up
>You stopped asking her to slow down after the dozenth house
>"If y'all wanted me to stay close, Anon, all you gotta do is get a nice leash to go with this collar. Then you can just tug me back"
>Any sane person, even you, would have just thought she was being a mischevious kid getting smart with you
>But it's the way she said it
>Heat rising in her cheeks with each word, each syllable becoming more breathy until she was panting by the end of the sentence
>And that look in her eyes
>If you don't get this trick or treating done soon you're gonna pin her down in the backseat and fuck the green out of the "fuck me" look in her eyes
>But she keeps insisting "one more house, one more house"
>Meanwhile you're pretty sure her basket hasn't gotten any fuller from the last three houses
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>>43634635
Anon finally did it, he came inside Scootaloo, godspeed you beautiful man.
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>>43637725
monitoring
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>>43637749
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISaTR4Y1j9Q
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https://haystack.yerf.org/bvbTlx.png

>>43634635
This might unleash the beast in Scoot. She's been pretty needy already, but I feel like this could awaken something in her. In a couple weeks they should find out if it "put" something else in her as well.

>>43637497
That's gay. They had video of a guy fucking his plushie, but foalcon is too far? It's cool that he has friends that he can enjoy this with, but they're the trespassers here. We shouldn't conform their tastes.

>>43637725
I'm glad people really liked this costume for AJ. It was the only costume I actually planned, and I had to wait like six months for the season to roll around to use it. Probably should've planned the other girls' outfits in that time.
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>>43639053
Nice. The best way to sleep with your loli gf.
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>>43637725
hell yeah.
>>43639053
THAT PLUSHIE WAS ASSEMBLED ONLY SIX WEEKS AGO, THAT FUCK!
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>>43639053
I love every gen that this story gets, I crave moar
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>>43639158
If you stay implanted all night, you get one wish. as long as that wish is a baby.
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>>43634635
Goddamn, hot as fuck
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>>43567496
>>43569400
I humbly request more swollen AJ, with loose overalls would be great
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>>43634452
>tomboy skater hentai manga
Um excuse me. The WHAT?
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>>43640095
Just one page about a tomboy skater loli taking care of a dude.
Is neat.
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>>43640199
t'was more than one page, wasn't it? it was like six.
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>>43640248
or seven
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>>43640095
SK8er Girl Lends Me a Hand! From back in march.
> https://nhentai.net/g/634609/
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>>43639053
Need more sexy pudgy post-apocalyptic Scootaloo
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>>43640269
it is weirdly cozy and cute getting to read about all the changes to her body.. maybe it's the whole apocalypse thing, but it makes you appreciate why medieval people thought being plump was a good sign
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>>43640263
Nice
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>>43640295
Cute as hell.
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>>43640804
>Poke!Equestria
>Where all opponents and gym leaders are cute & funny
UOOOHHH!
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>>43641288
Isn't that Moemon?
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>>43639985
https://haystack.yerf.org/rBuc2a.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/A2b4xh.png

>>43640269
Some pudge without being straight up fat is hard to get, but I'll give it a try later today.
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>>43642724
Neat
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>>43641288
does that mean i'll be laughed at for being a pokemon trainer? Because I got enough of that as a teenager in the joyless midwest
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>>43640269
https://haystack.yerf.org/iTXpRF.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/3dt0Jp.png
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>>43643825
Holy fucking unf, she needs to be worshipped, loved, smooched, and cummed on and in
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>>43643825
>That moment when you realize the first baby made her pudgy
Love handles, UUUUUOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!
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>>43643825
HNNNGGG
nice job bot-wrangling, anon.
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>>43643825
Are (you) prepping for the apocalypse for her, anon? you'll make sure to have enough food for her, right?
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>>43643825
Oh god, this is so cute and sexy
I need more of exactly this and maybe what >>43643837 was rambling about

I know it was prob time consuming to get these two so I'm patient
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Looks like we're back.

>>43643950
Honestly wasn't that bad, I was lucky that I started with this art style mix. It doesn't try to over correct and make her a blimp.
https://haystack.yerf.org/ZiSBZL.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/ruaxre.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/uHuEqq.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/izarCd.png
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>>43644053
Jesus christ, this is actually hot as fuck that I'd feel greedy asking for more
This story and the gens was probably one of the best things to come out of this whole thread
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I was watching PPGZ while the board was gone, I gonna to admit, this version can easily be ponified to the CMC so freaking easy
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>>43641288
So just regular pokemon then? 336451
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>>43644196
There is that one strong filly, what was her name again? The pippi longstockings expy
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>>43644196
aww cute.
>>43644351
lily longsocks.
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>>43644134
https://haystack.yerf.org/gNPPdn.png

>>43644196
I should really get around to watching that at some point.
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>>43644419
>haystack is down
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>>43644431
Damn, it had to go down right after I uploaded that then.
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>>43634452
>>43640095
>>43640263
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>>43644679
cutealoo
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>>43644679
based guy desu
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>>43637725
>Apparently the lack of candy despite visiting those houses doesn't bother her in the slightest
>She "had more than enough"
>And oh boy was she eager to show you exactly what she meant
>She'd done all but climb over the console and straddle you as she made puppy dog eyes begging you to stop the car nearby
>"Nearby" being the edge of the whole city
>Somehow you get the feeling those houses she picked were specific
>The directions were generalized, but her tone was determined enough to seem specific for a kid her age "turn here", "go up there", and so on
>Now here you are, at the edge of the Everfree Woods
>Away from prying eyes, a part of your brain whispers that you stomp down
>The place that makes the proverbial rumor mill regarding flings between scandalous people spin it whispers more incessantly
>You mentally imagine cleats on your mental foot that stomps the part of your brain quiet
>And she brought you here on purpose, it whispers with a near dying gasp
>Finally you lock that part of your brain behind a door and hope for some quiet
>Then there's more quiet than you expected
>You turned off the engine without thinking about it
>Without a word, you flick on the inside light
>"Glad that yer not in a rush, Anon." A certain southern twang teases you as you glance towards your passenger side. "I really wanted to take my time with you~" She whispers in a near husky voice
>That pulls your full attention, only to realize she's not paying you any mind
>Her eyes are deadset on the lollipop in her hand
>"Apple caramel twist, mah fav'rite!" She happily exclaims as she takes the candy into her mouth and begins sucking it
>Very loudly you might add
>You can almost tell where her tongue is and what it's doing just from the wet sounds alone
>Wet sounds that could echo in the quiet woods if you dared to pop a door or crack a window
>Your gaze tracing the treeline is pulled back when you see apple-green eyes watching you through the mirror
>Again, you turn, and this time, she makes eye contact with you
>She slows her menustrations with the lollipop as she holds your gaze
>Her cheeks distort and shape to its form as she presses them to the inside of her mouth, hums that near moans at the flavour that you're almost positive she's exaggerating
>Occasioanlly lets it sit halfway out of her mouth and gives you a show of her tongue slathering it
>With a wet 'pop' she extricates it from herself, panting slightly with an almost drunken smile
>She then giggles as a mix of her spit and the slick candy dribbles off the pop and onto her suit
>With skil unnbecoming of someone her age, she hangs her tongue out, catches the strand, presses it to her wrist and slowly licks up the length of it
>She reachers her hand and playfully licks small puddle of sweet juice that had pooled in her palm before sliding her tongue up the pole- stick of the lollipop and reaches the end
>All the while, she never breaks eye contact with you
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>>43645127
>With suction that would make a vacuum blush, she sucks the excess juice and spit off the lollipop and lets out a sigh of relief
>It's only been less than a minute and she's gotten the hard sucker to half its size
>Then, and you refuse to believe she isn't feigning innocence, she lets out a small gasp of shock
>"Wallop mah withers, where are mah manners?" A blush of red deeper than any apple she's offered you crosses her cheek. "Did you want a turn, Anon?"
>You pants briefly tighten as your mind fills in the blanks before you steer it back to the street of sanity
>With a smirk, she lets the lollipop sway towards you
>"After all, you didn't get any candy tonight, and y'all were kind enough to take me all. this. way~"
>She waves the lollipop in front of your eyes, but you barely see it, not bothering to trace its line through the air
>You do as she did earlier, and don't break eye contact
>Without a word, you snatch the lollipop from her grip
>It's easy
>Despite all that farm work, she is still just a kid
>Easy to-
>You thought you locked that part of your brain behind a door?
>You ignore it for now, you have eye contact to keep
>Lollipop in hand, you slip it past your lips without a sense of preamble or show
>Its easy to set it between your molars
>Seconds tick by and... is her blush getting deeper?
>She slowly leans in towards you, closer and closer as you feel the lollipop start to yield
>Whereas before, where her leaning over the console and straddling you was metaphorical, now it was getting close to real
>She's over the console, her hands on your thigh to stabilize her as she looks up at you
>You don't know how, but she seems to be getting more out of you stonewalling her than you did from her show
>Not that you got anything out of it anyway- you didn't, you didn't, you didn't
>That slip, that imagined implication, that mental self-betrayal finally fuels your teeth to grit just right
>There's a sudden shattering, and Applejack goes stuff as the stick now bent by your teeth
>Fragments of apple-caramel swirl lollipop sits in your mouth
>Strangely, you can't taste any caramel
>Quite frankly, you're not even sure if you can taste any apple
>And you refuse to let yourself complete the thought of the only flavour it could be that would be left on that lollipop
>"So..." A heaving gasp escapes Applejack as she smiles up at you, expectantly, almost begging. "How was it?"
>You don't say anything
>You simply chew the rest of the caramalized and hardened sugar down to bits
>Then you swallow
>Then you spit out the stick
>It lands almost perfectly in Applejack's lap
"I've had better." You say
>When did your voice ever sound that husky?
>A shiver rocks through Applejack's body as she nods and mercifully sits back in her seat
>"Guess I'll have to find something sweeter then~" She says as she excitedly digs back through her night's collection
>You really should just take her home
>It's late
>You're tired
>You should take her home
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>>43645133
>Instead you take the keys out of the ignition and pocket them
>It's gonna be a long night
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>>43645136
God please tell me this is gonna end the way we're all thinking, smug lil apple shit, she needs the smug dicked out of her
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>>43644437
>5 years after the end of the world
>scoot never grew much as she couldn't eat much with our rationing
>but as you both worked the garden you were glad to see that Scoots had put on some weight now that you had a secure food supply
>little did either of you know it was baby weight
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>>43624934
Normalfag BE GONE
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>>43644437
>>43645333
Since pony Scootaloo's disability is that she can't fly, what is EQG/human Scootaloo's disability, if any?
Would stunted growth be considered one? Stuck as a shorter woman, looking more like a kid still even in her 30s?
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>>43645889
Some say is a heart condition, others that she can't run as much as a normal kid due to weak joints.
Stunted growth would be ok.
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>>43646073
I wonder if TIAWH Scoots has anything like that or if she bears the burden of having Australians for parents.
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need daughterfu to explore the post apocalypse with
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>>43645889
huh. kidneyscoots. I like it.
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>>43645291
Better yet, sucking on another kind of lollipop
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>>43646852
i'd rather eat HER candy
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>>43620740
It is a legit question, from an outsider looking in. Lot of threads don't even have greens. If they do it tends to be coomer shit. Haven't seen many other threads resulting to AI gen for porn either.
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>normiebots defending normieism
still not a real post
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I'll be going camping this weekend so I'll be away from the computer. Could we get some pudgy apocalypse Scootaloo going on her first camping trip since the apocalypse (and getting some "deep camping experience")? :)
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I'd make Celestia throw every single one of you straight into the Sun's core.
Why does a human lolicon thread even exist on fucking /MLP/?
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>>43647542
>he wants us to penetrate Celestia
Sounds good to me.
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>43647542
>one kind of young animal is hot, but another isn't
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>>43647542
>using normie tears as lube for my cunnywife
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>>43645136
>It's an odd sensation, being of two minds
>One part of you is coming as close to screaming as your thoughts can get to put that key back where it came from, or so help me-
>But is always cut off by the other part of you
>The pranks on the farm
>The endless stream of teasing and goading you
>She's a child so, of course, you let it slide
>But even you're only willing to take so much before your pride demands satisfaction
>Is that what this is?
>Is that why you're choosing to stay in this car until you finally make Applejack relent
>Pride?
>Taking satisfaction?
>What satisfaction could you even take in this situation?
>She leans over to dig elbow deep into her bag of candy, and you make out the faint outlines of her pert nipples making an impression in the black of her costume
>You don't acknowledge the thought that takes note of a certain course of satisfaction
>"Thought that's what that was." You hear Applejack say as she seems to have found her target
>From her bag she pulls a fruit pop
>Like, the kind you'd keep in the freezer
>Who was giving that out to trick or treaters?
>You suppose, at the tail end of October, it was cold enough to keep them chilled enough for kids to get them home without them melting, without it being so cold that kids wouldn't want them
>She easily tears open the packaging, and a thought crosses your mind as you hold the wrapping around the pop
>Still cold, but not frozen
>"Hey! No hoggin'!" She complains
"No spilling." You say simply
>Your car wasn't the cleanest by far, sure
>But you weren't about to let one of the seats become wet, sticky and smell like sugar and fruit
>Applejack looks between you and the fruit pop
>"Got a napkin?" She asks, you'd almost think it innocent if you hadn't partaken in her earlier display
"Nope." You subtly pop the word as you shake your head
>If she wants to play a game in your car, then it'll be with your rules
>She doesn't like it? She can back out
>But you know her, she won't
>Instead she'll find some convoluted way to get under your skin
>Almost reliably so
>Like clockwork she shuffles around on her seat
>She leaves her bag on her chair as she now literally steps over the console towards you
>You're struck silent from her action, simply watching as she settles herself on your lap
>Facing you
>Fruit pop in hand, and smug grin very much present
>"There~" She says
"How does that solve anything?" You question, resting your chin in one hand, the other making sure the handbreak is secured
>"Well, now if'n I spill anything, it'll just be on our clothes, and we can wash 'em no problem, right?" She smiles, daring you to find fault in her logic
>There is fault of course, plenty of it
>But that would mean giving up, and your pride refuses to relent this time
"Fine." You say with a wave of your hand. "Enjoy, kid."
>"Thank ya kindly." You're positive she'd tip that hat of hers to you if she were wearing it
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>>43647908
>Without any further interruptions, she peels the wrapper down the length of the pop, and lightly licks her lips
>"Ah'm real happy we get to do this, 'nonymous~" She almost purrs at you. "Ah've been looking forward to his for a long time."
>She's just talking about halloween, you repeat in your head like a mantra
>Her tongue flicks across the tip of the fruit pop a few times before withdrawing back to her mouth and she draws out low moans- hums, at the taste
>"Ya know, what ah like to do," she says in a low, slow, sultry tone, "is go up the length." Her eyes slowly trail up and down the fruit pop before making eye contact with you again. "Cause each ring's got it's own flavour."
>To demonstrate, her tongue presses flat against the base of the fruit pop, and stays there for a second, then another, then another
>She lets the slightly melty fruit pop juices pool onto her tongue before she makes an obvious show of letting the juice roll to the back of her throat before swallowing
>With the initial liquid gone, she finally drags her tongue up the fruit pop at an agonisingly slow pace, inch by inch
>She breathes heavily as she crosses the multi-coloured borders of the pop, and, as before, she never breaks eye contact with you as she does
>When she finally reaches the top, her tongue simply flicks up before smearing the coloured sugar across her lips
>She pants lightly as she looks between the pop and you
>Though your face doesn't show it, you're doing your best not to pant yourself
>Of course, she reads you like a book
>She's always had a knack for telling if someone's lying
>But with you, she seems to be able to tell if you're doing something as plain as omission
>Her cheeky grin tells you that she knows she's got you
>It's the same grin she's had in the past
>You could close your eyes and imagine it vividly
>"You wanna see somethin' me 'nd Dash practiced?" She asks in a low whisper
>It's quiet, but the enclosed space of the car, and the emptiness of the woods nearby make it loud and clear
>She probably means Rainbow Dash, a girl relatively new to the city
>The two have become rather good, if not competitive, friends
>You can only imagine what they competed for that could apply here
>With a few breaths, she focuses on the pop, and places its tip to her lips
>Then she pushes it in
>And then she keeps going
>As the pop slowly sets itself deeper in her mouth, your eyes grow wider
>Seriously, what were those girls doing when no one was looking?
>She reaches near the wider base of the fruit pop and an honest to god gag escapes her
>The pop is pulled out just a bit, and she swallows the reflex down before continuing at an even slower pace
>Again, the pop does as it clearly did before, and bumps the back of her throat
>Instead of gagging though, she takes a deep breath through her nose and swallows the pop
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>>43647909
>It now sits comfortably in her throat for seconds that feel like they drag on for hours as her lips wrap around the very end of the pop until just the wooden stick is poking out
>Her eyes are closed in quiet concentration
>Then they slowly open, half-lidded as her now fiery gaze hits you
>After only a few seconds, she takes hold of the stick and pulls the pop free
>She's panting again, but a dopey smile forms on her lips as she chuckles, muttering a soft "did it" to herself
>When she finally catches her breath, she looks up to you and raises the pop, her dopey smile turning to a sharp smirk
>"You want some?" She asks
>Your eyes widen again
>Admittedly, her plan has been working
>None of the fruit pop has spilled onto the car seat
>But you can feel something wet dripping into your lap
>Following the trail up to the pop she had just deepthroated tells you exactly what it is
>Not to mention that something else might be threatening to make your boxers wet from the inside out
>All of this, you force yourself to not react to
>A deep-seated part of you wants to
>But you are an iron-fisted tyrant of your emotions, and you will give them no freedom to act
>At least, that's what you tell yourself as you ignore the feeling of your widened eyes, rapid heart and slightly heavy breathing
"You're kidding, right?" You ask through gritted teeth to hold back any stuttering
>"Whatsa matter, 'nonymous?" She teases, leaning forward and pressing her chest to your stomach, one hand gripping at the chest of your shirt. "Don't tell me that yer scared o' little ol' me?" Then she lightly taps the pop to your lips. "Or are you one'a them boys who's scared o' cooties?"
>The teasing, the press, the boy comment
>It makes your grip tighten more and more
>But you stop yourself from snatching the pop
>With a grunt, you lick at the fruity pop
>And you don't taste a single fruit
>All you taste is the same flavour that saturated that lollipop
>But that's your one and done
>Applejack's brows knit together
>Oh? How cute
>You've made her angry for once
>At the very least, you've never seen her this annoyed
>Clearly it shows in your face
>If this what having a smug grin is like, you're starting to understand why Applejack always wears one
>"Ya barely had any!" She complains as she sits up from her place, though you note she keeps her hand on your chest
"I had a biiiig lunch~" You mock, and your smug grin grows teeth as it widens
>Her cheeks puff out in a puff as her cheeks become flushed
>This last minute is making the whole night worthwhile
>Her annoyance doesn't last though, as you see a thought flash in her mind and she settles back into her smile
>"Well alright, but ah don't wanna waste this." She says, her lips pouting. "But ah also don't know if'n I can finish it on my own."
>Time for the ultimate move, play dumb
>You shrug
"Toss it out the window, I won't tell."
>She all but bristles at you not taking the bait
>Then she settles again
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>>43647910
>"That'd be rude." She argues. "How's 'bout..." She murmurs the words, as if she doesn't already know what she's gonna say. "We share it?"
>She's definitely planning something
"Share how?" You ask
>"One lick at a time~"
>There it is
>This is normally where you'd back out
>She always liked to push you to certain limits
>But there were always certain boundaries you'd keep
>Lines you wouldn't cross
>Skinny dipping in the nearby lake was one of the first
>But she'd always poke and prod you, both figuratively and literally to find where the other boundaries were
>Then she'd invade those boundaries whenever a moment presented itself
>And she'd always invite you to join her
>This was one of those moments
>Your sanity, what had been arguing to keep thoughts and actions at a good level tells you so
>It tells you to pull things back
>Simply pick Applejack up and place her back on her seat
>Turn the car back on and drive her home
>Explain to Granny Smith that she kept you up longer and had some of her own brand of "fun"
>A certain emphasis on the word will give Granny the tell-all
>She'll give Applejack a talking to, thank you for your time a patience, pay you in good apple pie and cider, and you can be on your way
>But your pride objects
>It's been privy to everything your sanity has kept in check
>Been made to sit and stew in silence while it takes a child-sized hammering for a year straight
>Every time it tries to point out exactly what the apple-flavoured tween has been doing, your sanity talks over it, keeping it quiet
>And it has had enough
>You can almost feel the lock click in your mind as this time your pride puts your sanity behind the door to keep it quiet
>"Anon...~" Applejack says your name huskily
>Your hands found their way to her small waist, intent on picking her up and putting her on her seat, as your sanity had advised
>But your train of thought has been thoroughly interrupted and derailed
>You'd followed your sanity up to halfway through the first step
>Now your hands were almost kneading at the thin fabric that separated you her bare skin
>Despite the nip in the air, and how she'd been exposed to the cold autumn air during this halloween, you could feel her skin was nearly burning
>This time, she backs off, or you see this all the way through
>You lean forward and take another lick of the fruit pop
>The shift of it in her hand and your hot breath washing over her wrist snaps her attention to you
"Your turn." You say with a daring growl reverberating in your throat
>Her eyes widen slightly as she realizes you've finally stepped up to bat in this wild game she's been trying to play for a year
>For a moment, you wonder if you've gone too far
>If she never expected, or even wanted, you to match her in this back and forth
>Perhaps the prospect of losing scares her?
>Or excites her? Your thoughts correct as you see something glint in her eyes
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>>43647912
>She shudders, and shuffles forward, her lap pressing flush to your own as she leans forward until only the fruit pop separates you both
>She takes her own deep, long licks of the pop to match and beat your earlier two
>No words come from her, and you don't need any, you can read her eyes just fine
>You lean forward, and the two of you go back and forth taking turns slowly demolishing the once cold treat
>It's officially lost its normal temperature amidst the breaths that you and Applejack share and the humidity of the car
>When did it get so hot?
>Are you sweating?
>The answer to either question is irrelevant
>You briefly consider cracking a window, but it immediately gets stomped out by the part of you that has officially taken over this operation
>While the pop may have lost its fruity flavour, one fruit dominates the car
>Apples
>The air in the car slowly grows heavy with Applejack's scent
>Her breathy moans- and that IS what they are, moans, fill the rest of the car
>You refuse to crack open the window
>That smell and those noises she makes are yours and yours alone
>You're barely paying attention to the fruit pop as you and Applejack continue to lavish it
>The eye contact is firm, but it wavers
>It's clear you're both entering unknown territory, and are unsure what comes next
>But you're done taking the easy way out
>You dive into the unknown with reckless abandon come what may
>Applejack clearly isn't used to being dragged along, normally she's doing the dragging
>But as she goes stiff in your lap, the only movement from her an occasional jerk or twitch that sends electricity up your spine, you know she's not going anywhere any time soon
>The pop slowly shrinks between the two of you until there's nothing there
>Applejack's eyes flick down to the core of the pop the two of you slowly breach and you, wondering if you'll slow down
>Your challenging glare tell her everything and she relaxes as realization fills her gaze, and she dives back in with gusto
>The pop finally withers to nothing and as your tongues had once pressed against its once cold surface, they punch through both sides, and meet in the middle
>With a quickness, Applejack tosses the stick aside, leaving it to clatter somewhere between the clutch and you don't care where
>Her hand races up from your chest to your shoulder and the other wraps around the back of your neck as she presses her lips to yours
>You meet her, all thought gone as you simply go off sensation, feeling, passion dominating every other emotion
>That muted taste that you'd found lingering on the lollipop and fruit pop now explodes into your mouth
>But there is oh so much else to explore
>The burning heat you'd felt through her shirt feels like gripping fire and holding something solid as you lift her shirt and wrap a hand around her waist, your finger tracing the edge of her spine and your thumb rubbing her stomach
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>>43647916
>Each trace sends shudders that rock through her whole body
>Meanwhile your other hand comes up to the blonde twintails she styles her hair in
>You're gentle as you tug them, and each time her head bobs back and forth, it rocks a moan out of her throat that you happily devour as you return her kiss with your own
>These tiny actions were nothing special
>But they didn't need to be
>After all, you remind yourself, you're the adult here, and she is the child
>Easy to handle, in every sense of the word
>Each trace up her spine, each caress of her stomach, each tug at her hair? They were all merely chipping away at her
>And oh, did she have ever so little in the way of resistance
>She'd fallen into a false sense of security when you first clashed tongues and lips together
>But now she had lost almost all her steam
>And you hadn't even started
>With ease, you push her tongue back into her mouth and ravage her
>That flavour you'd only gotten hints of before was now addictive to your taste buds
>And you weren't going to stop until you were satisfied
>You roll her tongue in yours and almost wring it of its saliva that you greedily drink like she had before
>When she tries to draw her tongue back, you easily chase it to every corner of her mouth, until you're able to build a mental map of it in your head, all with notes on what sorts of noises she makes with each part you taste
>And oh, the noises~
>Moans, whimpers, muffled pleas for mercy that all die in her throat before you drink them down your own
>She shift in your lap at one point, but a small tug at her hair, and a reminder of your hand eclipsing half her waist is enough to stop her movements
>A shiver runs through her that you see, hear, feel and taste
>Her eyes are rolled up, but focused
>She's enjoying this, and the little brat dares to shoot a glare your way when she gets her wits enough to unroll them, only for another flex of your tongue to send them back up into her skull
>Now familiar with her, you take time simply kissing her, your lips pressing back and forth, but never breaking apart
>At this point, even her whimpers have fallen to the wayside, and all that's left in her mouth to take are her soft breaths
>And you take as many of those as you can
>Of course, you don't want to spoil this, and with a wet 'pop' you finally release her, breaking the kiss
>She gasps, hard, then she giggles, then she coughs a little, then she simply breathes
>In and out
>In and out
>Small breaths, for small lungs
>Your eyes trace up and down, as you get far enough down, you notice something
>A patch of her costume, right at her crotch, where the black of the fabric has darkened somehow
>Now that you think about it, there was one point where you remember a part of your little make out session where your pants had become uncomfortably tight, and you decided you needed somewhere to scratch that itch
>Up into the girl that had so happily straddled you seemed like a good enough place
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>>43647919
>During that time moans had grown more and more until they hit a fever pitch, and you kept the car quiet by drinking down the scream
>You wiggle your own hips and are content to find yourself still clean
>On the inside at least
>The outside of your pants have become a mess
>That's a line you don't need to cross, your pride happily determines
>This meticulous breaking down of Applebrat leaves it sitting quite content in your mind
>As your pride settles into the background, the broom that had been keeping the handle of your mental door shut falls over as your morality comes tumbling out
>And everything that you'd just done comes crashing down on you
>That's it
>You're dead
>Granny Smith is gonna paint the walls with your brains and bury you in a shallow grave to fertilize Sweet Apple Acres' trees if you're lucky
>There's no way to fix this
>What the fuck are you supposed to do now-
>Your brain relaxes somewhat as the strain in your pants relents
>But that doesn't make sense-
>You look and grab Applejack's hands
>She'd unbuttoned your pants and pulled the zipper down
>The last line of defence between her and your morality fucking off forever is the thin fabric of your underwear
"Applejack." You heave out in a heavy breath. "Don't." You warn.
>She giggles, actually giggles
>Her smile is as smug as ever as she leans up, her chest to yours
>Then she presses her nose gently to yours, kisses you in a way so chaste you're almost unsure if this was the same girl who'd tried to suck the tongue out of your mouth earlier
>"You started this~" She softly whispers to you as you feel her fingers sink into the hem of your underwear. "Now do me a favour, and finish it, sugarcube~"
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>>43647921
How old is Applebrat in this lmao
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>>43648042
Out of ten!
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>>43648042
Uoh/10
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Up
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>>43647375
Have fun camping my man.
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>>43647921
Good stuff. It gave me the mental image of AJ and Dash sitting out in the orchard gagging on fruit pops and the odd cucumber for practice.
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>>43648940
the slightest of pudge! very cute.
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>>43648940
Also agree, very cute. Scootaloo should plan a lot of camping trips to help burn off all those extra calories. No more mac and cheese for the little lady!
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>>43648940
sex with early preggers scoots, love it so much, put more babies in the cute apocalypse loli
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>>43649427
If this Scoots is based off TIAWH, then she's definitely not preggo, just chubby, and we all love her for that.
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>>43649641
probably should add I'm only assuming TIAWH since that's been a big part of this particular thread number lol
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Bump
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>10
Not cute nor funny.
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>>43649641
I mean with the recent chapter I wouldn't be so sure
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>>43648940
We must be blessed with more Camping Scoots goodness!
>>43651082
I don't think the story would jump to pregnancy so soon, especially in the situation they're in. I know what thread this is, but I think just lumping in a pregnancy would harm the story a bit
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>>43647921
>You started this?
>YOU started this!?
>Who does she think she is?
>Who does she think put you in this place?
>Who constantly asked for you specifically to babysit her?
>Your pride rears its ugly head again as your hands come down like iron clamps on her hips again
>God, she's smooth, and oh so soft
>Her breath hitches at your touch, and she swallows a lump in her throat before gasping out
>She's slow as she traces her fingers along the hem of your underwear
>Matching her, you let your hands sink and hook them in the waistline of her costume
>You suck in a breath as you feel her hips curve downward and narrow towards the point of no return
>You're both briefly stuck in a mix of a stalemate and a standoff
>Neither of you move before the other does
>Yet there's trepidation
>For all her words and goading, she doesn't proceed unless she's certain
>And for all your indignant annoyance at the 12 year old, you don't want to do something like this either
>You shouldn't even be here
>The headrest of your seat bumps against you as you lean back
>What the hell are you doing?
>You close your eyes and take a breath
>It really does feel hard to breathe with how thick the air's become
>And it threatens to become heavier with a certain scent if you don't clear it soon
"Applejack, I'm-" You start
>Before the apology can cross the threshold of your lips, you feel hers press to yours
>Soft, warm, and very, very gentle
>There's no desperate plunge like before
>Just a small press
>And you damn yourself and every weakness as you meet her
>One hand remains at her waistline as another wraps her around the back
>The kiss breaks, and your eyes meet her green ones
>Without a word exchanged, you understand each other
>The air feels warm against your cock as its finally freed
>That warmth becomes a burning, wonderful heat as you pull her waistline down and expose her pussy lips that press down on you
>You grit your teeth hard enough to break a hundred lollipops
>The sensation is intense
>Applejack may have already cum from how you dry humped the rough fabric of your jeans through her thin costume, but you weren't faring much better
>Her hands are on your shoulders for support as she huffs and puffs in your ears
>"Anon..." She moans your name so sweetly. "Please... ah-" She gasps and you feel her lips grind against your tip. "I want this-"
>There's none of her usual teasing or mockery that you've grown to know
>All you hear is sincerity, genuine want- need
>And you don't know when you got to the same point
>But you're here with her
>Holding her hand before crossing a line that could ravage you both
>Some small part of you weakly advises that, technically, it's not too late
>But you wonder if that would just devastate her more
>To drag her so close to this edge, and then abandon her here
>How many questions would she have? How many doubts?
>How did you even get here?
>You feel her smaller hand trace your jawline, and you lean down to kiss at her palm
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>>43651597
>She lets out a breathless laugh at the small affection
>You pepper her palm with kisses before turning to her and planting them along her cheek until you find her lips again
>She meets you again, happily
>With a shuddering sigh, the two of you break the third kiss you've shared and simply stare at each other again
>Eventually though, a throb reminds you of how precariously you're both positioned
>Both of you glance down to where you meet
>When you meet her eyes again, you can hear the word in her eyes
>Together
>You guide your other hand up to her side to make sure you're holding her tight
>She tucks herself closer to you, shivering despite the warmth of the car
>Her folds press against you, and you have to force your hips to stay down as you feel an involuntary buck make them twitch before they can hurt her
>You start off small, pressing against her softly, not wanting to hurt her
>She pants as she feels the sensation pushing up against her, and she braces against your shoulders to try and meet your force with her own
>Her pants, and your own grow heavier as second by agonizing second rewards you with milimeters of movement, not the inches you crave
>"Gosh- dang it-!" She half curses as she tries to force it down, only to slip
>"Fuck-!" She curses out only to convulse with a pleasured shudder as your tip slips past the nub of her clitoris and send electricity through her. "Oh, fuck~" She murmurs as she presses her face into your shoulder
"Swear jar~" You tease her with Granny Smith's little deterrent to bad language
>"I'll put two dollars in..." She mutters out. "After yer done fuckin' me~" Her face is a mess of blush, heavy panting and sweat
"Make it three~" You tease before pecking her on the lips. "Now, hold still."
>You readjust your hold, one hand remaining around her back, the other gripping her hip to get more leverage and force as you press her down again
>As you push her down, you feel her teeth lightly biting your shoulder as her hands open and close as she grips at you
>It takes more strength than you expected, but with patience, the wetness of her earlier climax as lube, and shifting your hips back and forth
>You feel that tightness give way to you
>She drops, less than an inch, but it pulls a cry from her that slowly turns to soft panting and moans
>You don't fare much better, in fact it's taking all your willpower to not bottom out it the girl and enjoy yourself with no regard to her
>But you hesitate as you feel that first, unblemished barrier of hers that you likely poke against
>You bring a hand up to tilt her head towards you
>Words escape you, but she understands
>Before you can stop her, she clenches her eyes shut, shifts herself, and before you can stop her, penetrates herself on you
>You push through her hymen and you feel her folds get stuck between trying to pull away from you, and kneading at your member
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>>43651602
>The taste of iron fills your mouth as you bite into your lip to stop yourself from drawing attention to the car
>Applejack's only managing the same by continuing to bite into your shoulder
>If you don't need to replace it when this is over, you'll be surprised
>After about a minute, she pulls back from your shoulder, shuddering and moaning as she rests her head in the crook of your neck
>"Keep... keep goin', Sugar~" She moans
>You really, really love that nickname
>With a small peck to her cheek, you reassert your grip on her waist as you lower her further
>More and more of her folds give way to your dick as you push further and further inside her
>Each inch you make her take pulls out more noises from her, confused, mixed and caught between huffs of discomfort and moans of pleasure
>Eventually you reach another barrier, just before her hips had met yours too
>A damn shame, but you're not stupid enough to try and get her further than that
>She, however, is a kid, and therefore, is stupid enough to try
"Ap- Applejack. Stop." Your tighten your grip on her back and hips and manage to shake her off your shoulder to stop her
>"Bu- but, I can feel it-" She pants as she tries to shuffle down again
"You're gonna hurt yourself if you keep going." You say firmly
>This seems to give her pause
>Technically, you've already hurt her, she knows that
>But the way you said it tells her this is different
>"Like... like how bad?" She asks
"Like you might have to go to the hospital bad." You clarify
>That makes her relax somewhat, or at the very least, stop shifting
>Just as she's caught between continuing or stopping, you're in the same boat
>An aching heat, begging to be released is building in you, and every sane part of you is telling you to pull out, but the other pat of you wants to bury yourself in until you're done
>"Ah'm, ah'm bent..." She mutters as she looks down at herself
>Sure enough, she never uncurled herself from the initial thrust
>With a deep breath, and tremors you feel rock up her arms to her hands, she sits up, and stretches her back straight
>Her folds seem to both ease up as some pressure relents from her, but you also feel them try to fold around you
>Whether they're trying to push you out, or pull you back in, you can't tell
>And you're not sure if you care at this point anymore
>"Th- there..." She stutters. "There's more room 'n me now, right?" She asks
>You blink the haze away from your eyes as you push yourself inside her more
>She bites her own lips to suppress her moans at the feeling
>Sure enough, there's some more leeway in her now that she's not hunched over and bunching herself together
>With words failing you, you nod to her
>This pulls a smile to her lips as she looks down at herself
>Pulling a hand from one of your shoulders, she lays it just beneath her stomach
>With a shudder, she slowly pulls herself down, and you feel those last few inches sink into her
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>>43651605
>Away from your shoulder, she lets her moans ring out freely into the car until she gasps as your hips finally bump into each other
>Her hand meanwhile lays on herself as she feels you claiming the last few parts of her, and how she does the same with you
>The sensation only settles for a few moments before she lifts herself, only for her knees to buckle as she falls back on you
>You groan at the sensation, and place your hands either side of her
>She isn't gonna stop until she's had her fill, and she's also clearly lost the strength to continue on her own
>Her previous orgasm must have taken most of her strength, adrenaline being the only thing keeping her going now
>But she's still there, a giddy grin on her face as you bounce her up and down on your lap
>You start with shallow thrusts, not taking too much away, letting her get used to the feeling before you start to pull yourself out further and further
>With each thrust, you slowly build up until you're only leaving the tip in before slamming yourself back into her core
>"ANON!" She all but screams your name in ecstasy every time you fuck yourself into her, marking every inch of her pussy with the feeling of you
"Applejack." You moan the name back to her and claim her lips in a searing kiss as you simply enjoy the sensation of her folds giving way for you each time you plunge upwards
>Her panting groans and moans crescendo in a way that's becoming familiar as you feel her folds grip and pleasure your every inch as she climaxes around you, washing your lap again
>As her climax slams into you, you feel your own creeping up at it races towards its own peak
"Applejack, get- get off-" You groan as you start to lift her off
>"No-" She half moans, half cries as she wraps her arms around you
"Applejack-!" Getting her arms off is easy
>But her legs are another thing
>She's managed to lock them around your own hips and she drives herself back down
>The shock of panic and adrenaline helps to push your orgasm down, but it can't stop it
>You try to reason and please with the young girl between moans that betray you
>She begs all the same but for the complete opposite
>As you and her try to wrestle against the other, you slowly flip until her back is to the seat
>With some room, her legs stretch out, and you try to use the moment to pull yourself free
>But whether its the farm work genuinely making her legs that strong, or a failing on your part, surrendering to the carnal desire, you press down into her
>You bare down on her a hand at the side of her head, pressing her into the car seat, and stifling a final moan that escapes her as you're buried deeper inside her than before
>This time you're the one bellowing out a moan in the car as you feel yourself fire off rounds of cum into her
>You stay hilted the entire time
>Any arguments of trying to mitigate the damage silenced by the counter argument that the damage is already done
>To just enjoy yourself
>And enjoy yourself you do
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>>43651611
>A wetness takes your thumb that you're only slightly aware of
>Glancing up, you see Applejack smirking as she affectionately sucks and licks at your thumb, that has found itself in her mouth as you'd pressed her down to the seat
>Any reason leaves you at this point
>You replace your thumb with your lips as you press another kiss to the girl
>Her legs reassert them around your hips, and you grab them
>She moans a displeased noise at the idea of being pulled away
>But you simply readjust them as you thrust into her again
>The sensation rocks through her, and you're treated to a heavenly moan on her lips as you continue kissing her
>Bracing your hands on her shoulders, you push her further down into the car seat as you continue to fuck her into a pool of your mixed mess
>Your hand traces down her shoulder to the nape of her neck, and you let two fingers trace down her spine, making her break the kiss to moan out
>The moan extends as you grab one of her twintails and pull it down, knocking the cat ears from her head
>Her head rocks back further and you take the opportunity to seal your lips around her neck
>Not enough to leave a mark, but you let her feel your lips on her neck, your teeth nibbling the flesh, your tongue taking some of the sweat
>Her costume is officially ruined now, the black, drawn-on whiskers, once smudged are now gone from how she's rubbed against you, kissed off by you
>The ears clattering to somewhere beside where the belt hung limply
>Now she's just a well-fucked tween in a black body suit
>All the while, you feel a second orgasm slowly building in you, while you're not sure which one she's on
>How many of her times have you taken? Her fourth? Her fifth? Doesn't matter
>She moans and coos at you as she wraps her arms around your back and you do the same to her, hugging her close as you enjoy how she's stretched out for you
>With a more controlled, deeper groan, you release inside her again, bucking against her with each rope you feel leave you
>As you finish for the last time you lean back, careful as your elbows meet the steering wheel
>The last thing you need is a car horn interrupting you and Applejack's afterglow
>"An... Anon?" She whispers your name, tired and sweet
"Yeah, Applejack?" You ask the small, blonde silhouette panting on your seat
>"I really... really love you..." She murmurs as her little eyes close
>Serenity you wouldn't expect of the energetic ball of smarm overtakes her face as she relaxes and falls asleep
>It's almost automatic as you grip the hem of her costume's pants and pull them back up her hips, sealing your cum inside her as the skintight suit presses firmly against her lips
>The stain from before does get darker, somehow, but otherwise betrays nothing of its true nature
>You pull your own pants up and slowly put the car back in order
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>>43651615
>With a gentleness you certainly didn't have a moment ago, you cradle the girl and deposit her back in your passenger seat and buckle her up, setting her candy in her lap
>You don't bother with your own belt as you start up the ignition, undo the handbrake, shift into gear, all of it automatic as you pull away from the woods
>You weren't sure how long you were up there with the girl, but it's definitely gone from night to late night
>You're not sure if your lack of reaction is because the pleasant warmth of your afterglow is refusing the entry of any negativity into you, or because you've accepted the inevitable result of what you've done
>All you can do now is take Applejack home and let what comes next happen
>With a final whisper, some part of you lets your thoughts echo
>Take Applejack home
>You stop at a set of lights turned green for longer than you need
>No one's on the road, so it hardly matters
>One turn will take you to Sweet Apple Acres
>At this time, Big Mac's probably passed out from partying like a teenager
>Meanwhile Granny Smith, while she might have tried to stay up will have passed out as her old age would demand
>Sure, you could sneak Applejack into the house, the key's usually hidden in the second plant pot from the right
>Granny told you that after your third month babysitting
>But how easily would the apple matriarch realize what you'd done?
>Meanwhile, the other turn would lead you to your house
>A simple voice mail would give the old Granny Smith much relief when she doesn't find Applejack back after the night
>Meanwhile, it'll give you the chance to talk to Applejack, impress upon her how the night before did not happen, clean her up, and most importantly
>Find out if she's had her first period yet or not
>You've already crossed every line that separate decadence and decency, why should you stop now?
>With a sigh at yourself, you flick on your indicator for no one and take the turn towards your house
>And you feel some, if not the rest of your morality take a turn out from your mind as you do
>Leaving you to reap whatever it is to come from what you've sown
>And you can't stop the smile that finds its way onto your face

I'm not sure how obvious this made it, but I've never written smut before, so I hope someone enjoyed it
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>>43651479
I'll see what I can make when I have some time later today.

>>43651619
I don't think your inexperience showed at all. I didn't say it yesterday, but Applejack whispering to herself "did it" although I remembered it as "nailed it" till I went back to check was a small, but good way to help characterize her as trying to impress/seduce (You) specifically instead of just a girl that likes to tease older men. Anyway if you make a ponepaste for it, I'll throw it onto the list.
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AIbro gen some meegun kino
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>>43651619
might be your first time writing, but I can tell you've read a lot!
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>>43651479
I mean this entire story has taken place over the course of like 8 months, it wouldn't be the craziest thing ever.
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But chubby Scoots is great regardless
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>>43652805
what?
they have only just recently finally banged, and anon's point is that the story isn't quite ready for that twist yet. it's working on other stuff. obviously they'll repopulate eventually.
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>>43651479
https://haystack.yerf.org/CDO45A.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/PKIZAB.png

>>43652074
https://haystack.yerf.org/5i0Fy4.png
https://haystack.yerf.org/mle9mF.png

>>43652852
Chubby Scoot does seem quite popular.
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>>43653329
Bless your heart AI fren
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>>43653329
Kino
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>>43651619
>I'm not sure how obvious this made it, but I've never written smut before, so I hope someone enjoyed it
quite good for your first time fren, good discriptions. my only pointer would be to take a little ore time to describe the sex and how both characters felt during and after, but you set up a great hook for next time. I'm interested in this work now so I can't wait to read the next update
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What's up with that other green, the one at the race track
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>>43654540
Bro got taken by the Uma Musume crowd.
Nah, jk. I don't know whay happened to that.
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I wonder what kinda survivor Scoot's gonna grow up to be
>>43654540
I'm still waiting on Ska Anon x Sweetie to be finished
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>>43653329
>>43647375
>>43648940
>>43653329
I could imagine once civilization has recovered enough, or they're protective enough, that things like this could just be normal. A few years after everything happens, people can defend themselves well enough to enjoy something like camping.
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>>43655472
I can see an old anon, and a (legal age) Scootaloo joking about how they did everything to survive, and now they are "technically" doing that with their kids.
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>>43653329
This would be a good OP image for next thread. Camping Edition
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Almost at 500, any ideas for the next OP Pic?
It's still October and we haven't even had Halloween yet so perhaps another Halloween costume image? And then once the next thread dies in November we can then do something Thanksgiving related
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>>43655472
it would take about 10 seconds. look at the third world. when you have other shit to worry about, your norms just kinda default to 'nature'
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>>43655771
More Halloween sounds good
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>>43655797
On the other hand, if anyone does actual-harm, like not just a pat on the butt, to an actual single-digiter, they just get swiftly and quietly killed. because now that is a VERY valuable commodity that we need for repopulating, and mustn't be damaged.
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>>43655804
>Spoiler
Well, there's a reason why when you killed children in the original Fallout 1, you were automatically put with max evil karma. You are literally killing the future.
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>>43656075
that tracks.
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>>43655771
>>43655802
I can use this if we want another Halloween picture.
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>>43656200
i dig it
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>>43656200
>Scootafeet
Nggghhh!!!!
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>>43656428
she's a good girl who believes in costume authenticity. She also probably doesn't like shoes (and can't afford to have new ones just for a costume)
Last several years she went as Tinkerbell (Hook variant), rule 63 Ryu, and That One Cavegirl Costume Candace Flynn Wore But Not When She Was Actually a Cavegirl
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>>43656200
>>43656566
It's almost like she specifically picks costumes that give her an excuse to go out barefoot. Wonder what's her excuse for going to school barefoot everyday.
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>>43656668
it's an.. independent study.

she's studying independent of foot-prisons.
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what the fuck is this thread and its obsession with kids' feet, goddamn is this place run by fucking dan schneider
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Next thread >>43656702

>>43656694
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>>43656694
It's not the whole thread, just a couple of footfags. I don't understand the appeal myself.
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>>43656694
they're small and delicate and soft, and when a boy becomes a man, his become large and robust and tough, to support the weight of his new muscles. So we appreciate that the female stays willowy and fairylike.

also, in our weird-ass society, the only time you ever see them is in contexts like.. someone got out of the shower, someone's swimming, someone's going to bed.. all very intimate, not-much-clothes kinda situations.
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