Advertisement
Not a member of Pastebin yet?
Sign Up,
it unlocks many cool features!
- >that one prompt from before:
- >Ponies can understand Anon-words
- >Anon cannot understand horse-noises
- >You are Luna, herald of the night; protector of dreams; the face of darkness
- >You are also very bored.
- >Nopony's coming to your night court tonight.
- >It's been... three days since anypony had troubles that couldn't be solved during the day by your sister.
- >Not that you're complaining, though; you never really had the head for politics.
- >>"Ooh, my neighbour's tree branches stick out over my fence! Fix it!"
- >>"Wah! This mare's ancestors might have done something to MY ancestors! Throw her in the dungeon!"
- >Bucking peasants.
- >They were half the reason you turned dark a thousand years ago.
- >And they've only gotten worse.
- >At least back then, mares complained about blood-feuds and assassinations.
- >But one thing hasn't changed: your legion of tight-flanked colt-filled Royal Guards.
- >MMM!
- >At least your nights aren't a total waste, knowwhatimsayin'?
- >"Oh! Oh, well aren't YOU just the prettiest little thing?"
- >What the Moon is that thing.
- >A bipedal creatures is stalking towards you.
- >Strangely enough, he has a look of utter delight on his face.
- >Not an expression you're used to being on the business end of.
- "Halt, creature! State thy business!"
- >"Aww, somebody's a grumpster! Is it you? Is it?"
- >....is this thing mentally challenged?
- "Is this how you address your Princess? Guards, how did it even get in here?"
- >"Oh gosh, you look so soft and pretty. I wanna pet you!"
- >What.
- >NOPONY pets the royal fur!
- >Y-you're saving the Royal Tuft for your special somepony...
- [spoiler]>Your shy, meek, perfect horsebando...[/spoiler]
- >You stand up off of your throne and begin to back away.
- >Your morality prevents you from harming this confused colt, but you're running out of space behind you.
- >"Get back here, you big muffin! I'm gonna getcha! I'm gonna getcha!"
- >Oh Moon, is this what rape feels like?
- >You're so distracted by your imminent rape that you fail to notice that this rape-monster has closed the distance between the two of you.
- >With a yelp, he sits down and drags you onto his lap and lays you down on your back.
- >"Ohh, you're so soft. How did you get so soft?"
- >You want to answer him but you can't reveal your daily morning private spa treatment!
- >That shit's for COLTS!
- "G-guards! Guards, apprehend this creature! I need an adult!"
- >Your guards flood the room, looking around for a threat as best as their admittedly sub-par training has shown them.
- >Damn your decision to fill your ranks with eye-candy!
- >One of your guards spots your predicament and gasps loudly
- >>"Oh my Celestia, is that the cuddle-monster?"
- >Another one titters and does a little dance in place.
- >>"Oh, I LOVE that colt! He gives the BEST belly rubs!"
- >O-oh, my.
- >Colt-on-colt bellyrubbing?
- [spoiler]>That's so lewd![/spoiler]
- "Guards, get this thing off of me right now!"
- >But you are ignored.
- >Your guards talk amongst themselves about their meet-ups with his large monster.
- >Meanwhile, said creature is giving your tummy tum-tums slow rubs, and he's talking to you like you were a foal.
- >"You're my little cutie-patootie and I'll love you forever."
- >...
- "R-really?"
- [spoiler]>Is this what love feels like?[/spoiler]
- >Maybe you were a bit hasty trying to get this thing off of you.
- --------------------
- >....the buck is your sister at?
- >You are Celestia, and Luna isn't eating her breakfast-slash-dinner with you this morning.
- >You're having pancakes this morning, and your chubby little sister normally can't resist stuffing her face with them.
- >You suspect that something is a-hoof.
- >With poise and grace and all that bullshit, you walk through the halls of your venerable castle, opulent and imperial.
- >As you approach your sister's bedroom door, the sounds of muffled rap music grows louder.
- >...no, you were wrong.
- >That's FUNK music.
- >What is that that stomping you hear?
- >Is Luna dancing?
- >Oh goodness, you HAVE to see this.
- >Without any consideration for you sister's privacy, you open the door just a crack and poke your muzzle in.
- >"MACHO MACHO MARE"
- >Yes.
- >"I'VE GOT TO BE! A MACHO MARE!"
- >Yes!
- >"I'VE GOT TO BE A MACHO MACHO MARE!"
- >Mon Dieu!
- >"I'VE GO TO BE A MACHO~"
- >You are Luna.
- >You think you've maybe misjudged this gentle creature.
- >Sure, he was a little bit rough at first.
- >And sure, he didn't really consider anything you were saying to him....
- >He basically did what he wanted with you and didn't even listen when you told him to stop.
- >That part was actually kind of hot.
- >You've learned something new about yourself today.
- >You like to think that you're good friends with him now.
- >Maybe even more than friends.
- >Dare you say it?
- >The most forbidden of special friends?
- >....
- >Cuddle buddies.
- >If his babbling and half-mad promises are anything to go by, you think he's probably going to find a bedroom and just starting living here in this castle with you.
- >This is okay with you.
- >Because you NEVER get to have as much fun with ANYPONY as you are now!
- >You've invited him into your bedroom (NOT because you thought he might see your bed and decide to lay down and snuggle the Royal Tuft) and one thing lead to another...
- >The two of you are dancing to what was THE hottest song back before you were grounded and sent to your moon.
- >He's got your fore-hooves in his gentle grip, forcing you to stand up and balance on your hind legs.
- >This is the most fun you've had in CENTURIES.
- -------------------------
- April 26, 2016:
- >You are Cadence, and you regret staffing your royal guard with mares.
- >How were you supposed to know that mares were the stallions of the world a thousand years ago?!
- >You've found three of them already asleep, and you know that it's only a matter of time, now.
- >He's here.
- >You don't know how, but he's here.
- >But you are a princess, dammit! You won't be beat by a colt!
- >You're going to make your last stand in the most secure room in the palace: your bedroom.
- >With Shining on your heels, you sprint through the crystal halls, adrenaline amplifying each and every sound echoing through your castle.
- "J-just a few *huff* more halls, Sh-shiny."
- >....
- >....how long has it been since you've heard him complaining about ruining his hooficure?
- >You're suddenly aware that you've only been able to hear one set of hoof-steps for the last minute or two; that of your own.
- >You skid to a stop and spin around to look behind you.
- >He's gone.
- >No.
- >Please, Celestia, no.
- >You almost lost him at the wedding; you can't lose him now.
- >Not again.
- >>"Rock-a-by baby, on the tree-top..."
- >Your heart skips a beat.
- >>"When the wind blows, the cradle will rock..."
- >You taken an involuntary step backwards, away from the new voice.
- >>"When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall..."
- >A figure steps around the corner, bipedal and green. Your husband is asleep in his arms.
- >He.... he looks so comfortable and content.
- >Who would DO that to a colt?!
- >>"And down will fall baby, cradle and all..."
- >You think you just peed yourself a little.
Advertisement
Add Comment
Please, Sign In to add comment
Advertisement