(Clop) Plastic Pony Parts (Part 7)

>Anon gets back home from work, yet again
>He's needs to get a new fucking routine or something, maybe he should work out.
>He's actually getting skinnier from all this plastic pony shit.
>Works for him.

>A knock on the door
>oh yes
>He ran to the door with a big stupid grin, like an obese child who was rejoicing that his mommy was coming home with MacDonalds.
>He opened the door without even looking through the peephole
"So, my good man, do you have my package?"
>Anon then focuses his eyes on the man in front of him
>It's not the delivery man
>It's a police officer
"Sir, do you have any information about some recent disturbances in the area? Usually at night? Your neighbors are reporting shouting and screaming after hours, and it's starting to become a problem."
>Oh fuck

>The officer took a peek inside the house, but didn't enter, obviously
>Anon tensed up, and he tensed up more when he realized how guilty he looked
>Even though he hadn't done anything illegal
>Just immoral
>The police-man looked down at him and spoke again, with a raised eyebrow
"Do you mind if I have a look inside?"
"No, I mean, yes! I mean- do you have a warrant?"
>The police officer shook his head
"Than no, you can't come in."
>The officer just stood there
"Alright then, sir. Just keep the noise down, or else I'll be back with a warrant."
>Anonymous nodded as the officer turned and began to walk away
>As he took a step, the officer almost collided with the delivery man!
"Watch it!" he said, before quickly walking back to the squad car
>The delivery man gave a nasty look to the officer as he walked up to the door
>He handed over the package to Anon
"Here you go again, sir."
>Anon nodded and quickly signed off the papers
>He handed it to the delivery man
"Be careful, if you keep this up, somebody will call the coast guard."
>Anonymous looked up at the delivery man, who gave a wink and walked off
>He was sure of it this time, that guy had yellow eyes.

>Anonymous wondered just how much that guy knew
>Was he opening the packages before? Looking through his stuff?
>Was he somehow connected with the company?
>But that quickly faded as he looked down at the new, fresh box in his hands
>So many opportunities lay within this box.
>He giggled and ran to his room, ready to open this fucker
>He tore apart the box with a glee that can only be described as two young kids opening up a Christmas present and finding a NINTENDO SIXTY FOURRRRR
>Anyway, he examined the contents
>Within the box was two fresh pony butts
>Light and Dark
>He took them out gingerly
>He saw that Celestia's plastic pony butt was a bit bigger and more slim than the other butts
>He dug deeper into the box and pulled out the Mane 6 mouth pieces
>They were actually pretty nice looking
>He set them aside, and picked up the box, but felt more weight inside
>Within, he found two more mouths, corresponding to Celestia and Luna.
>Wait, he didn't order those!
>Was it a mistake? Or a gift?
>Oh well.
>Might as well not look a gift-
>No, fuck that.

>He looks down at the plastic pone before him
>He wanted a taste
>He reached down for the Celestia one
>He picked it up
>Bringing the plastic toy up to his face, he licked his lips as he stuck his nose up and inhaled
>He breathed in the royal vanilla scent of the plastic pony vagina
>His tongue flicked out, the lips parted for his penetrating tongue
>He texture inside was marvelous, much different than the others
>More refined, somehow
>Holy shit, Princess Pussy was the best

>In Canterlot Castle
>Celestia read a letter from Twilight
>It was another one about the strange spirit attacks
>Celestia was dubious, but she had faith in her student, even if she wasn't participated in trying to figure this out
>She had her own business to attend to right now
>Suddenly, she felt a intense feeling coming from behind her
>Whirling her head to see if another horny guard was trying to get her all excited, she was somewhat disappointed to see nothing
>But she felt the tongue either way
"Now, it's my business."

>Anonymous kept licking the inside of the Princess
>He swept aside that flowing tail, just as majestic in plastic as in real life
>Holy shit TV show =/= real life
>too much autism
>At any rate, he kept licking out the plastic pone
>Soon though, he tired and his boner was aching for some princess poon
>he lowered the butt onto the bed, and with a sudden idea, he grabbed the princess's mouth
>Once again, his autism broke loose again
"Alright, I did it for you, so you repay the favor..."
>In seconds, the plastic mouth was wrapped around his boner
>holy shit
>Just imagine how good it feels to have that boxy marshmallow snout scrunched around your cock
>He felt the toy press down a little, but it just gave him more pressure

>The Princess gagged as the invisible specter penetrated her mouth
>She was in her room alone, locked up and making sure no prying eye could see this
>She actually bit down on the ghost dick, not really wanting to cause pain but wondering if it would stop
>But she couldn't
>It was like biting down on a plastic dildo, it just bounced back
>She just closed her eyes and took it as the thing penetrated her throat

>Within minutes, the Princess was on her back
>her hoof down at her crotch
>she was clopping
>This wasn't too bad!

>After fucking the mouth, Anonymous decided that it was time to move on to the main course...

>Anon grabbed the royal booty and braced himself
"...All for you, your majesty..."
>He penetrated, thrusting his hips forward
>it was heavenly
>he fucked the pussy, which was somehow bigger yet tighter and just all around better than the others
>At least, in some ways it was
>He felt his climax build up much too quickly
>All that foreplay from before
>he slowed down, and feeling different, flipped the butt over so he was going missionary.
>He picked up the mouth and stuck his tongue inside, making out with the plastic horse face
>Ok, come on dude
>You need to draw the line somewhere
>Fucking plastic toys of p0nies is one thing, but making out with them?
>Who is yo' waifu? Are you getting a body pillow next?
>fuck off about to cum

>Celestia was on the bed in a most precarious position
>she was on her back, her legs spread wide
>Her mouth was open, attempted to tongue wrestle with the fiend
>How could Twilight and her friends not absolutely love this!?
>Then again, being around a thousand years or so makes one get a little kinky
>It's gets boring before even year 100, so the Princess finds herself always looking for the next big kink
>Ghost fucking was new.

>The Princess felt a powerful orgasm coming on
>The kinkiness of this whole thing was getting her off pretty well
>Right as she felt her orgasm about to rock her world
>She felt a twitch
>No, you fucking bastard ghost
>you limp dick faggot ghost
>don't you dare

>Anon came.
>Feels good man.

>He stepped back from the butt, and just stood there, smiling like a retard
>He suddenly noticed something
>It was dark outisde
>the fuck?
>he put on his clothes and went outside in a hurry
>It was almost night outside
>Wait, there was one spot where the sun was still shining
>it was over his car

>Anon saw the light just sparkle over his car
>What
>Oh god no
>Oh god please no
>The light began to become more focuses and bright
>He swear he saw some smoke come up from the car
"No!" He said aloud
>The light seemed to freeze
>Then, suddenly, the beam of pure light rotated off the car and began to shine towards him
>plants and insects in the way were set ablaze instantly
>it was heading right for him
"oh shi-"
>Anon ran as fast as he could
>he could feel the heat on his back
>He ran back to his door and slammed it open, before shutting it closed
>He breathed a sigh of relief
>What, what was that smell?
>He went to the window nearby the door and tried to get a look
>the light was still hitting the door!
>It seemed to be writing something!

>He waited, Anon was freaking out over the smell of the burning door
>And what was it writing? or drawing?
>He can't believe he just fucked the most powerful pony in all Equestria
>maybe he should have thought of that first
>He needed to calm down
>He sat down and soon the light buzzing of the sun-laser stopped
>He went to the door and looked outside
>Making sure the light didn't come back to burn his face off, he then stepped out and looked at his own door
>he gasped

>On the door was a giant picture of a crude penis
>it was spraying some lines over a horrifyingly accurate picture of a horse vagina and butthole above it
>Underneath a message was written in a fancy, but legible text
"You'd better make me cum next time, faggot." - P.C.

>Anonymous just stood agape at the sight on the door
>He could not let this stay here
>His neighbors would see this
>No way

>he ran inside as quick as he could, and quickly grabbed the only can of paint in his house
>he didn't even think about the color, he was freaking the fuck out too hard
>He grabbed a screw-driver and popped open the cap
>He literally just two-handed the bucket and splashed a ton of paint on the door
>He closed his eyes to protect them from the paint
>After a few seconds, he opened his eyes
>Now, his door had a horrifyingly accurate AND color accurate horse vagina and butthole on it
>and it was getting sprayed by a niggerdick
>why
>WHY
>He made some sort of autistic screech/battle-cry and flung himself at the door with the screw-driver
>he scrapped and slashed with the fury of a thousand suns
>soon, the words were fucked up and the image was no longer recognizable
>He just gasped for breath, and then suddenly whipped his head around
>There was like 20 people behind him, just watching
>he froze, than very slowly grabbed the can of paint and walked inside the apartment, and shut the door.
>He was expecting a visit from his favorite policeman very soon.
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End of Part 7