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- >Three weeks now.
- >You leave your small house on the edge of Ponyville with the hope that you won't get hit again.
- >The sound overhead gives her away.
- >You duck down and dodge the streak of color that barely misses your head.
- >"You're getting better at that, Anon."
- "Is there any damn reason you try and take my head off every day, Dash?"
- >"Naw, just havin' a goof. Ya know?"
- >You straighten your suit and brush off your pants.
- >The pegasus hovers near your head.
- >"What makes you wanna keep dodging, eh?"
- "What do you mean?"
- >"You could just let it happen. Boom. On the ground and I'm on top of ya."
- >Dash leans closer to you with an eerie smile.
- >You take a step back.
- >She gives a flap and moves closer.
- "I'm running late."
- >"You're early. I know."
- "Have you been watching me or something?"
- >Dash says nothing, but gives a sly half-lidded smirk.
- >You step around her and move at a hustled pace towards town.
- >Why was she doing this? She was practically stalking you.
- >Suddenly, a blur of pink slams into your chest, flooring you.
- >"Hidey-Ho Nonny!"
- "Pinkie I swear to Celestia you broke a rib."
- >"That's okay! You can stay in bed and rest and I'll take care of you!"
- >Her face leans down to yours as her mane deflates.
- >"Foreverrrrrrr..."
- "Get off me, please."
- >"Hehe! Okay! But you can drop by anytime!"
- >She springs from your chest, bouncing with her sound effects and skipping off to another street corner.
- >You push yourself up, rubbing your chest.
- >Nothing broken, just sore.
- >You tore the seat of your pants, though.
- >Grumbling, you take off your jacket to hold and cover the tear.
- >You're gonna have to get it fixed sooner or later.
- >You round a corner and move in the direction of Rarity's shop.
- >The door opens as you move to knock.
- >"Anon, darling~! So good of you to drop by!"
- "Rarity, I need a quick fix, nothing more."
- >"Anon! I'm not that kind of mare! You'd need to take me to dinner first."
- >You groan. This was a mistake.
- "Look, I popped a seam on my pants. Can you fix it, or is it beyond your skills?"
- >Whatever spell was causing her to act in such a way flickered as her ego stepped in.
- >"Are you insulting my needlework? Get in here! I'll have your pants fixed in two shakes of a mares tail."
- >Forceful, but at least she's focused on fixing your pants rather than getting inside them now.
- >You move in and she rushes you into the dressing room.
- >"Pants, NOW!"
- "Calm down, Rarity! Jeez."
- >You remove the tore garment and toss it over the lip of the door. The sound of hooves move into another room and a machine whirs to life.
- >You twiddle your thumbs idly when lighter steps move in.
- >"Miss, I have your order here!"
- >Sweetie Belle pushed open the door with a wrapped parcel held in front of her head.
- >You stare at her, sans pants.
- "...Good morning."
- >"Oh, Uhh... H-Hi Anon. Fancy seeing you here! W-Without pants..."
- "I fell and tore the stitching. Your sister is fixing it for me right now."
- >"That's... Nice..."
- >You think you smell sauce in the kitchen. Spaghetti for lunch.
- >Sweetie Belle slowly backed out of the changing room and left you alone.
- >Rarity soon returned with your pants, looking even better than before.
- >You slip them on with excessive ease and comfort.
- "...Wait a minute are these tailored?"
- >"Anon, please. I've had your measurements for months. How else could I have made your tux?"
- "What tux?"
- >"For the gala silly. And the wedding."
- >You step out of the dressing room.
- >Rarity is wearing a gown.
- >"It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, Anon~"
- >You bolt out of the boutique with a streak of at your heels.
- "It's even worse today..."
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- Activate when you hit the music portion.
- >With your spiffy new tailored pants, you feel like everypony is eyeing you.
- >Oh, wait. They are.
- >Mares all around stare at your ass like it's tonight's dinner special.
- >Though it's probably not the best idea, the library is a good place to hide.
- >At least Twilight only ever did mild flirting.
- >Bookhorse was a shy nerd.
- >You take one step from Rarity's doorstep and suddenly, you hear music.
- >When the hell did Rarity find time to install strut music to your pants?
- >And how did she even get hold of a single from the 70's in your world?
- >Your pace quickens to get off the street as fast as possible.
- >Unfortunately for you, you've got a small posse beginning to follow in lockstep with you.
- >On a whim, you freeze and pivot on your heels.
- >The crowd stops and spins with you.
- >You step left.
- >They step left.
- >You realize your pants have the power to organize flash mobs.
- >Groove your way to Twilight's treehouse accompanied by mesmerized mares mimicking your magnificent moves.
- >You zip through the door and slam it behind you.
- >Twilight lets out a quiet yelp of surprise from the sound.
- >"Oh! Anon! Glad you came by. Listen, I know you-"
- "Twilight, shut up. Don't talk, just listen."
- >Her mouth hangs open mid-sentence, then closes as she nods.
- "I need you to, and listen carefully!"
- >She nods.
- "Disenchant my pants."
- >Her face flushes red.
- >God fucking damn it, purplesmart.
- >"W-Well, I mean, I could-"
- "No, listen! Rarity did SOMETHING to them."
- >Her blush fades.
- >"Oh. Well, what seems to be the prob-"
- >One step is all it takes. The music starts up again.
- >Twilight reels in surprise.
- >"Okay, lemme just..."
- >Her horn glows for a moment, then zaps at your pants.
- >Then, silence.
- >And she didn't even ruin your pants.
- >Or remove them.
- "Thank you, Twilight."
- >"You're welcome. Now, what I wanted to ask was-"
- "Twilight, you just did me a favor, so I do owe you one, but please don't ask what I think-"
- >"-if you would want to go on a picnic this weekend."
- >Twilight looks sad.
- >Damn it, Twilight.
- >At least she wasn't trying to jump in your pants.
- "...That actually wasn't what I thought you were going to ask. And it sounds nice."
- >Twilight brightens up immediately.
- >"Th-That's great!"
- "I do need to hide out here for a while, though."
- >"Why's that?"
- "Everypony is about ten times worse than normal."
- >"Well if you didn't like us, just say so!"
- "No, not- I mean- Ugh. This morning, Rainbow Dash almost too my head off, for like the 20th some-odd time this month. Pinkie nearly caved my chest in, and Rarity fixed my pants and was standing in a wedding dress waiting for me to march her down the aisle."
- >"I... What."
- "Yeah, that's about my gauge on everything."
- >"Have you seen Fluttershy or Applejack yet?"
- "No, I was planning on building a barricade here and lasting on emergency rations until everypony forgets about me."
- >"I don't have emergency rations."
- "Well, Spike will have to do."
- >"You're not eating Spike!"
- "It's times like this when the needs of the one outweigh the needs of the smaller one."
- >Twilight is not amused.
- "Okay, maybe that was a little-"
- >*POOF*
- >You're outside.
- >In the crowd of mares.
- >And this time, she took your pants.
- "GOD DAMN IT TWILIGHT!"
- >Do your best to dodge the flock of female horses and get away.
- >Yellow quiet isn't too aggressive either, try there.
- >Rainbow Dash would be impressed by your sprint for safety.
- >She's probably looking down on you right now watching your ass.
- >You move to knock on Fluttershy's door, only to have it open as you approach.
- >You almost punch her in the face.
- >"Oh, Anon, you-.... Are not wearing pants..?"
- "It's a long story."
- >"I see... Do you, um, want to come inside?"
- >Loaded questions, you can almost taste the air it's so palpable.
- "Thank you, I would like to enter your domicile."
- >"...Darn it."
- >She steps out of the way with a little pout.
- >You slip inside as she shuts the door behind you.
- >"So where are your pants?"
- "Twilight's place, probably."
- >"A-Any reason?"
- "We had a little disagreement."
- >"Oh, dear."
- "Well, I might have made a joke about eating Spike if she had no food."
- >"Do you like to eat after umm... 'that', Anon?"
- "Wh- No, we didn't do that!"
- >Her wings lift a bit.
- >"R-Really? So, if you wanted-"
- "No, Fluttershy, I don't want to have sex with you either!"
- >Her head droops, as do her wings.
- >"O-Okay."
- "Hnng."
- >That guilty look. You swear it should be illegal.
- "I... Do you want a hug or something?"
- >The quiet pegasus gives a nod, stepping nearer to you.
- >Her cheek nuzzles against your leg.
- "Okay, you can stop that, I get it. You're cute."
- >You give a sigh and crouch down, wrapping your arms around her neck and giving a little squeeze.
- >"Yay~"
- >You let her go, but she doesn't stop rubbing against your leg.
- "Fluttershy."
- >Now she's pushing her body against you.
- "Fluttershy!"
- >Her hooves are trying to climb up your body.
- "FLUTTERSHY!"
- >And now she stops.
- "Why is everyone trying to fuck me?"
- >"W-Well I just really like you."
- "That's sweet, but doesn't really answer my question."
- >You give a rub of your temples as you try and figure out how to get these ponies off your dick.
- >"Do you want some lunch? It's almost noon. Maybe a little nibble of something light?"
- "Is that a serious question or are you trying to trick me into something lewd?"
- >She shakes her head.
- >"I'll wait until you're ready to have sex with me voluntarily."
- >She gives a smile.
- "...Of all the things to say without a stutter or a blush, you manage that."
- >And there's the blush.
- "I'm just going to try and sneak back home. I need new pants and I have got to figure out what's going on."
- >"Oh... Okay... Then, just be careful, I guess."
- >You leave her cottage with a bad feeling of whats to come.
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