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- >You are Sammich
- >You are made by Luna.
- >It seems you were made with tender care.
- >She sets you down on a fancy plate.
- >You felt so right!
- >Luna walks out of the room.
- >This is your time to shine.
- >BE the best tasting sammich ever!
- >Be the-
- >Luna returns in a LOVEly gown and tiara.
- >HOT-DOG she is smoking.
- >She sits down and stares up to the moon.
- >...
- >Your crust is hardening.
- >What id taking her so long.
- >Before you know it, the sun began to rise.
- >And the princesses tears began to fall...
- >"Damn you Anon..."
- >She runs out of the room, forgetting you.
- >Who is Anon, and why is your creator so hurt?
- >If you had a mouth...
- >If only...
- >...
- End.
- >You are Sammich
- >You are made by Trixie.
- >EW FUCK!
- >WHAT ARE YOU MADE OF?!
- >Stale bread... wet hay... and old lettuce.
- >This CANT be good for her.
- >You thought she was the "Great and powerful"
- >She had to stoop this low... in eating you...
- >You can't control much, but you can control your-
- >She bites down.
- >Her eyes began to glimmer with joy.
- > -Taste.
- >Trixie began to jump around, then shove you down her throat.
- >If you had a mouth...
- >You would be smiling.
- End
- >You are Sammich
- >You were made by Twilight Sparkle
- >And you-
- >...
- >It seems you are being thrown away.
- >But... you were only JUST made!
- >You have a bit of hay, and a flower, perfectly centered on your bread.
- >She isn't even going to eat you.
- >You land on the top of a trash can.
- >It seems... she is talking to someone.
- >"Spike, I just HAVE to get it right... Anonymous is... He needs a better sandwich."
- >You were supposed to be a gift.
- >...
- >YOU could have tasted amazing!
- >YOU could have lifted someone's day up!
- >But... that purple horse ruined it all...
- >One day... you WILL have your revenge.
- >Because YOU are the greatest meal every created.
- >The creator... must be destroyed.
- >Anonymous... must die.
- Evil Sammich end.
- >You are Sammich
- >You were made by Chrysalis
- >LOVE was under your crust.
- >So much of it... you began to leak.
- >Chrysalis ran her tongue under your bread, sucking up all the LOVE drippings you had.
- >As she bite down on you, her fangs hit first, piercing your crust, straight through, and into your LOVE
- >Your juice began to run down her mouth.
- >She saves the napkin, and uses her long tongue to wipe your mess.
- >With one bite, she morphs her mouth into a larger state, and chows down on you.
- >Her tongue pushes you back into her mouth, where he molars resides.
- >Your crunching stopped.
- >You go soft and liquidy from her saliva.
- >She swallows every bit of you down.
- End
- >You are Sammich
- >You were made by AppleJack
- >Appleslices and shit are in you.
- >Applejack is sick.
- >She goes in to eat you, biting down.
- >Her herbivore teeth breaking through your bread.
- >You wish you could scream, but you are a sammich.
- >You wanted to tell her you LOVEd it.
- >That was your fetish.
- end.
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