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- Writing Prompt:
- >A human turns up after tens of thousands of years of absence (read:extinct)
- >Genetic traits that cause ponies to recognize the stench of tasty, tasty humans are still present in the genome.
- >"Oh Anon... You... You smell so good!"
- "Aw yiss, gonna get me some pony pu-- THEY'RE EATING ME OH CHRIST IN HEAVEN AAAAAH--"
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- >Home
- >There's a poni staring at you through the window
- >Oh look there's two, er, three, no, more.
- >Commence zombie horde of ponies trying to break into the house
- >Finally surrounding you, they attack!
- "No! Noooo!"
- "I said stop licking me!"
- >Push pony snout away and that one relents.
- >The rest haven't stopped licking your arms.
- "Gross, pony slobber all over everything, blegh!"
- >"But you taste so good! Just a little more!"
- "No."
- >"Please?"
- "No!"
- >"Puhleeeez?"
- "No, and that goes for the rest of you, stop licking me!"
- >Collective aw's all around.
- "Everybody go home!"
- >You shoo them out, much to the collective grumbling of various small equines.
- "Finally, time to take a bath a-"
- >tingly sensation on the back of your neck.
- >You reach back and grab the face of the pony behind you, tugging her head over your shoulder as she prepares for another lick.
- >You glare at her as you bring her face right up to yours, her tongue sticking out like she was about blow raspberry.
- >White coat with dappled globs of various colors all across her coat, tail, and mane.
- >Big, pink eyes stare pitifully.
- >"No, Anon, no; please don't say it."
- "That goes for you too, Sprinkles."
- >"Awww."
- >You let go and she retreats out of the kitchen to the front door.
- >As she touches the door she freezes mid-step, an evil snickering coming from that cute little horse.
- >You reach for a conveniently close broom as she talks without turning around.
- >"H-hey, anon."
- >You bring the broom up.
- "Yeah?"
- >"You remember how you still owe ten bits from that one time, right?"
- >You don't like where this is going.
- "Yeah?"
- >"And, and, you said I could cash it in for a favor, right?"
- >She turns around slowly, looking you over.
- >No, Sprinkles, no; please don't say-
- >"I'm cashing it in, right here, right now!"
- "Fuck, I mean, fine, what do you want?"
- >"I want to lick ya as much as I want!"
- "No way, that's worth way more than ten bits!"
- >She huffs at you.
- >"You didn't let me finish! It's just 'til morning."
- "What I- er, why Sprinkles, why?! I trusted yo- wait."
- >You grin, and she takes a nervous step back.
- "Fine, I'll accept it, oh yes, as of... right now. But I'm gonna wash up, and then I'm going to bed. You want a taste? Come get some."
- >That did it, her face flusters wildly and she stomps her hooves.
- >"I, buh, you, I mean, you cheater!"
- >Almost literally waltz into the bathroom.
- >She won't come in here, you're darn sure of that.
- >Later...
- >All washed up, you find her waiting on your bed.
- >"Oh aaanon~"
- "Don't you have anything better to do?"
- >" Nope. Now c'mere, I'm gonna lick yah."
- >Spend entire night with Sprinkles licking you till sunrise.
- >Damn ponies.
- >You wake up to a tickling sensation.
- >You flex your toes, only for something to tug on them and envelope them in wetness.
- >You start to tug a little to get them back out when your captor pinches painfully.
- >IT BIT YOUR TOE!
- >Your foot is cold and wet and instinctively your knee jerks, pulling your foot up and away from your assailant, getting a feminine groan of disappointment in return.
- >Oh wait that's right, it's all coming back to you.
- >You crane your neck to see around the comforter on your bed to find none other than that white pony, speckled with colors, snoozing peacefully.
- >Sprinkles, somehow fast asleep at the foot of your bed.
- >You carefully slide away and out of the bed.
- >Touching down on the floor with a light thump, you shoot your gaze over to Sprinkles, who frowns at the shifting of the bed and snuggles up to a wad of the comforter and bed sheets.
- >"Nngh, my anonasnack, no, you can't... have... mine," she mumbles.
- >Oh Sprinkles, she looks cute when she isn't trying to eat your foot.
- >Welp, time to get on with your life.
- >You commence your usual routine, getting a shower to start the morning proper.
- >However, you come back to a vacated bed.
- >Seems like Sprinkles went home.
- >And then the linen closet bursts open and a white blur shoots out of it.
- >”Boom!”
- "Gah fuck!"
- >Speak of the poni, there she is, eyeing you up and down with that stupid grin again.
- >"You sure like being clean, dontcha?"
- "Not now, Sprinkles."
- >"You look all wet. Let me help you out with that, ol' pal."
- >She doesn't wait for an answer, sticking her tongue out.
- >Your hand shoots out to her forehead, holding her in place as her legs keep walking forward.
- >She looks down, noting that with the pool of water offers little traction, and stops.
- "The deal was that you got to do it until morning. Well look outside, you've missed your chance, missy."
- >Sprinkles follows your gaze to the frosted window where light pours through and glares at you.
- >"But you cheated!"
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