Applebloom's Gameface

>Day Mandolin in Equestria
>You are Applebloom
>>Yeah, I'm gonna be that faggot.
>And today, you and you friends are gonna earn your cutie marks.
>Your friends Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo have a full day of adventure planned
>Nothing can go wrong! Unless you run into him...
>He's...nopony. Just some creepy guy who stares at you while he plays his tiny guitar.
>But you're not gonna let him bother you today!
>You and the girls start making your way down Mane Street, and you see him.
>He's slapping away at his tiny guitar, no doubt he was slapping something else that tiny not too long ago.
Let's go this way instead, girls.
SC: Why?
SB: Yeah, why? It's so much faster to take this way!
>You look back to the Mando menace for a breif second
>He doesn't see you.
Please girls?  We have all day for activities.
SB: Is this about that Mando guy? I don't see what the big deal is, he seems nice and his tiny guitar sounds cool!
SC: Yeah, being a chicken and just go!
>The irony is so palpable, Pope Benedict II got a hard-on.
>the girls drag you by your forelegs across Mane Street.
>You pray to Celestia he doesn't see you.
M: Applebloom!
>Ah, queef cakes...
M: Applebloom, it's been a while!
Hey...Mando.
>Mando walks closer and circles around you and your friends like jaws circles a boat.
>You try to run away, but Scootaloo has you forelegs held.
M: How considerate! Your friends basically deliver you to me and hold you down, how sweet.
>He licks his lips as his tail flicks at your rump
Mando, pls.
M: Please What?
Mando, pls go.
M: why would I do that?
>Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle are the two most oblivious motherfuckers in equestrian history.
M: Why don't you girls come with me?
Sc: Okay!
>You curse Scootaloo's name and any children she may have.
>Which may be sooner than not...
>Mando leads you to an old shack with a tin stove pipe.
>Igotabadfeelabouthtisscoob.jpg
>Mando walks ahead and holds open the door
M: After you ladies.
>Sweetie and Scootawhore giggle at his pedophilic remark
Girls, we need to be going.
SB: Oh, come on Applebloom, (Mando intends to) Don't be such a spoil-sport.
>Mando picks up his mini guitar and picks a few chords
M: Would you girls like to hear a song?
>All of you answer in unison
No.
SB&SC: Yes!
>Mando plays some overrated piece, no change in the chords besides an ocassional string bend. Pleb.
>Wait, he's gonna try to do something to you, there's no time to judge his tastes!
>The song ends
M: Girls, let's play a game!
SC: What is it?
M: It's called Iron Lungs. It's great fun!
SB: how do you play?
>Mando sits in a chair like a human
M: Gather round and I'll show you.
>Sweetie and Scootaloo sit close at his hooves, you remain skeptical, but join.
>Mando repositions himself revealing his (Surprisngly) mediocre dick.
>He strokes is a little while staring at you.
>You've never seen this before, so your curiosity gets the best of you.
M: Alright girls, what you do is put Mando Jr. in your mouth, as deep as he can go and with only one breath of air, you need to move your head up and down as many times as you can.
SB: Sounds Easy!
>Scootaloo is always excited about new games, so she's hopping in place.
>you can't help but be interested.
M: Applebloom, would you like to go first?
Ah'm good, why don't you let Scootaloo go first
>Scootaloo yelps with joy and takes a mighty breath and sucks down Mado's cock
>Her head is like a jackhammer, it reciprocates so fast
>Mando can't help but moan a little
>Scootaloo can be heard gagging and coughing, but never releasing the D
>She can't do it any more. With a loud gasp, she breathes deeply
SC: Did...Did i win?!
M: No, sorry. you girls will know when you when you win.
SB: Ooh! Ooh! My turn! My turn!
>she takes a more careful approach to deepthroating this small shaft
>Scootaloo had obvious problems, small fillies= small throats
>Sweetie opens her mouth as wide as she possibly can and slowly works her way down Mando's cream rod.
>When she's satisfied with the depth, she starts bobbing her head up and down with long strides trying to pace herself
>Mando twitches and moans
M: Oh, Sweetie Belle!
>Without breaking away, Sweetie looks up at Mando and continues
>she gags as she goes down one last time.
>Sweetie comes up for air at last. She lasted twice as long as Scootaloo.
SB: I didn't win, did I?
M: Sorry.
SB: At least I did better than you!
SC: Well I tried harder!
>The girls argue for a while then Mando breaks the silence
M: Applebloom, it's your turn.
>you catioiusly position yourself in frot of his throbbing horsecock
Ah don't know if Ah can do better than Sweetie! It looks hard!
M: It is.
what?
M: It is hard, that's why I'm gonna help you.
>Well that's awfully nice.
M: Ready?
Ready.
>You grasp Mando's cock in your hoof, you analyze it, study it, take in it's smell.
>You give it a soft lick, it tastes funny.
>Mostly Salty, reminds you of pretzels at the fair.
>Mando places a hoof on the back of your head.
M: Don't be scared, you'll do fine!
Okay...
>You open wide and stuff his cock as far as you can down your throat.
>You can feel it going further and further until you feel your chin resting on a soft sack.
M: See how *uhh* good you're doing?
>you bob your head up and down.
>It's like drinking a milkshake, you gotta suck really hard for it to work.
>you feel yourself ruunning out of breath, but you persevere.
>Mando moans your name while Sweetie and Scootaloo help by holding your hair back.
SC: Come on Applebloom, you can do it!
SB: We believe in you!
>You can't take it much more, you start to slowly slide off for air.
>As you do, Mando's cock throbbs and pulses.
>Mando shoves your head back down until you rest your chin on his comfy sack again.
>You feel a warm liquid fill yourr throat very quickly
M: UUH! UUH! OHMY! Applebloom...you win.
>The girls cheer for you, while your trying your best to savor your victory without coughing it all up.
>Your ass glows
SB: *GASP* Applebloom, look!
>you stare at your ass as a mark of you taking a load down your throat from Mando takes form.
Omigoshomigoshomigoshomigosh!!
>You can't believe it! You're cutie Mark! You have to tell Applejack right now!
Bye Mando! I'm gonna go tell Applejack about mah new cutie mark!
>You and the girls leave the shack as happy as can be.
>Halfway down the road, you hear a loud crack come from Mando's shack.
Hmmm.. weird!
>Applejack sees your ass tattoo
>She faints
>Big mac's eyes go red and runs straight to Mando's
>Mando is kill
>Good
>In the end, You got your Cutie Mark! All thanks to
>Fuckin' Mando.