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- >you are Anonymous
- >or, that's what you refer to yourself as
- >and tonight is New Year's Eve, not to mention a giant blizzard is going to be HAPPENING
- >that's right, one more sleep and it's a whole new year
- >also, you can't see shit outside, but oh well
- >it's still almost an entirely new year
- >how do you celebrate such a momentous occasion?
- >by sitting in your living room, watching some crummy television specials, and eating the gift your dear old friend Virgo gave you
- >you don't really have anyone else to spend the night with though, do you?
- >all your mothen friends are off doing their own things
- >virgo's probably giving his pals a taste of his 'special recipes'...
- >Hexferry might be with Caramel, denying her sexuality...
- >the list just goes on and on
- >you hear a knock at the door
- >after you recover from the small heart attack that came from the knock, you rush to answer the door
- >you yank open the door to reveal Golden Corral, dusted with snow and shivering
- >she leaps inside, the promise of warmth too enticing to bother asking for permission to enter
- >unfortunately for both of you, she flew straight into your lower body
- >unsurprisingly, you both yelp in pain
- >Goldie recovers from impact sooner, and goes on ahead to shut the door for you
- >"Eheh, uh, Anon? You all right?" she asks nervously
- >ah, yes, she must have noticed you lying in the fetal position, holding your crotch
- "Y-es!"
- >you lie through your teeth
- >she giggles a bit, picks you up with a surprising amount of strength, and lays you on the living room couch
- >you mumble a word of 'thanks' to her as she sits down next to you, folding up her wings
- >after a while, feeling returns to your nether regions, and you sit up
- >"So Anon, any good shows on tonight?"
- >and as if by horrible plot convenience, your power is down
- >lights, the T.V., and your heater all shut down, most likely from the storm
- "Ffffuck."
- >"I'll take that as a 'no.'"
- >firework lights stream through the windows, the only source of luminescence in the house
- >you wonder why Goldie even bothered coming here
- "Hey, Goldie?"
- >her ears and antennae perk up in your direction
- "What made you come over to my place?"
- >she taps her hoof on her chin
- >"Well, Gemini said you would be lonely out here all alone-"
- "What made you think I was alone?"
- >"Gem says you don't get out all that often."
- >Damn that delicously-firm trap!
- >maybe you shouldn't have spilled all your life secrets to her, but still
- "Well, I didn't want anybody over anyway."
- >you lie
- >"But Aaanoooon!~" she says in a whiny sort of voice, letting her tongue droop out over the sofa
- >"Don't you want someone to kiss at midnight?"
- >shit
- "N-no! It's fine, I like being alone."
- >"Heheheh..."
- >she gets up
- >"You're a dirty liar, Anonymous.~"
- >this is making you rather uncomfortable
- >you don't exactly want to know what she plans on doing with her tongue
- >you head back to the front door, opening it to gesture her out
- "A-haaaal righty, then! I think it's time you lea-"
- >instead of seeing your front porch, you get an eyefull of snow
- >or, more accurately, a doorwayfull of snow
- >goddamn wind
- "Guess we're stuck here then."
- >"Yes, you're stuck here. With me." she slowly retracts her tongue and grins
- >you're not really in the mood for a mouth-rape
- >acting fast, you take out your watch and gasp in mock surprise
- "Oh, gee! Would you look at the time. Fifty past eleven. Well, time for bed!"
- >"But Anon, where will I sleep?" she says, smiling devilishly
- "The couch."
- >she seems surprised by your straightforwardness
- >"It's too cold down here!"
- "Get a blanket, then."
- >she pouts as you turn to head upstairs to your room
- >"It's 'cause my tongue is long, isn't it!"
- >what
- "No, that's ridiculous. Now go to bed. Or the couch, rather."
- >you walk up the stairwell, and into your room, leaving Goldie to her own devices
- >there, you shut the door to keep the warmth in
- >heater's off, so you'll have to make do without
- >you grab a large blanket from the closet, and drape it over the bed
- >it's not much, but oh well
- >you climb in bed, covering yourself with the extra layers of warmth provided by the sheets
- >...
- >fuck it's cold in here
- >just as you lament the lack of heat, your bedroom door creaks open
- >"Anon?"
- >it's Goldie
- "What?"
- >I'm cold."
- "...Me too."
- >...
- >"...Wanna cuddle?~"
- "No, I don't wa-"
- >she disregards your feelings and hops into bed anyway
- >goddamnit
- >Goldie, now under the covers with you, hugs you close
- >...oh
- >oh wow
- >she's really warm
- >and soft
- >you melt like butter in her hooves, she's that warm
- >"See? I knew you wanted to~"
- >she gently moves her wing to cover your body, providing more comfort
- >you turn yourself around in the bed, facing her
- >"So..."
- >Golden Corral grins at you, and her tongue slithers out her mouth
- >"Did you change your mind about that kiss?"
- >you glance past her; it's only about thirty seconds to midnight
- >you sigh in defeat, not wanting to bother arguing
- "...Why not?"
- >she squeaks in excitement and plants her lips onto yours
- >her tongue dances about with your own, and she fills your mouth with her quivering muscle
- >you feel her tongue dip down into your throat, reaching your stomach
- >Goldie sips a bit of your fluid, tasting the saltiness of Virgo's pretzels
- >she's moaning through your lips
- >she has some weird-ass fetishes, you've got to admit
- >Golden Corral finishes her snack, and retracts her tongue from your mouth in full
- >you cough a bit, not used to having a giant pink proboscis removed from your throat
- "Thanks for that."
- >the clock had ticked over to midnight, some fifteen seconds ago, signifying a new year
- >"You're welcome~"
- >she yawns
- >"I'm going to sleep, now. See you in the morning."
- >she grasps you with her hooves and pulls you ever closer to her yellow body, using you as a heating pad
- >and soon, she's off in the dark vortex known as sleep, gently snoring, tongue dangling out
- "...Happy New Year, Goldie."
- >you hug her in turn
- >and you nod off to your own dreams
- >and say goodbye to the past year, filled with fun and games and celebrating, with presents and snacks and mothponies
- >goodnight, Goldie...
- [END]
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