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- >Night Taking On Me on Earth
- >Be Vito the Artiste
- >You are spending another glorious night with your best friends
- >You speak, of course, of your pens and papers and possibly some extra wine from last night's bender
- >Tipping the bottle to one side, you find you are simply out of wine entirely
- >Sighing aloud, you pick up your pencil and stare longingly at the white sheet before you
- >It is like Christmas, you think, a snow-white sheet of paper that has no form or goal
- >So simple in its beauty, yet craving to be etched upon by your skilled hands
- >The first line is casted by your graphite wand as you begin to create
- >You pour your heart and soul onto the blank canvas as sweat builds on your brow
- >After a few minutes, the image takes shape on the white sheet
- >A cute mane, a fanged smile, a spirally horn
- >Yes, this is the stunning Rosewood in all her glory
- >Eppy may brand her as a 'villain', but you know better!
- >What kind of villain is so adorable or wonderful?
- >You place your hand over the little muzzle of your picture and rub it lovingly with the tip of your finger
- >All these feelings, you reflect, that you will never pet a cutie-pie bat pony
- >A single, artistically placed tear rolls from your eye and down your nose
- >It lands with a slightly wet thud into the drawing and you stare at the swollen paper
- >Before your very eyes, the drawing blinks against the drop as if winking rain from its face
- >You stare at it and rub your eyes once
- >Rosewood waves a small hoof to you and smiles brightly
- >What was in that wine?
- >She suddenly begins to walk towards the paper, growing large with each step
- >As she touches the edge, a hoof presses against the paper as if it were a piece of glass
- >You tap back to find the paper no different than usual and you stare at the pony
- >A bubble rises up on the page while Rosewood's mouth bounces
- >"Hey! It's you! You're the human that's always drawing me!
- >Not sure what to think, you do your best to respond
- "Um, yes... H-how are you?"
- >"Well, you drew me with a smile, so I must be happy!"
- >That makes sense in some extremely meta sort of way
- >"I'm stuck here though. I was trying to see you and the world just stopped when I walked all the way forward."
- "I... I am not sure what to say?"
- >"Me neither, but, this is fun to just talk, right?"
- >You nod a bit to her
- >"So, what's it like being over there?"
- "It's... It's OK. What about you?"
- >"Not bad... It is a little flat feeling though. Weird, right?"
- >You nod again in your stupefied state
- >Rosewood paces around a bit until looking back up at you
- >"Excuse me! I am kind of hungry..."
- >You look over her quickly and begin sketching a small cup in some free space
- >Rosewood approaches the cup and looks at it in amazement
- >"Neat trick! But, um... It's empty?"
- >She turns the cup over and looks sadly with you
- >You think for a moment before reaching for an X-Acto Knife
- >A small pinprick at your finger tip allows the tiniest of blood drops to pool
- >You slowly, carefully reach down to the cup and dot the inside
- >The paper absorbs it readily and adds the first bit of colour to your work
- >Looking pleased, Rosewood lifts the cup to her muzzle and you watch the colour disappear
- >This would be weird if it was not for this feeling of happiness
- >"That was great, um... What's your name?"
- "Call me Vito."
- >"Alright, Mr. Vito."
- >She giggles coyly and you nearly blush at her
- "Was that really that good?"
- >"Oh yes, you're tasty."
- >You laugh lowly with her
- "Oh, you're just saying that..."
- >"No, no! Really!"
- >You place your hand on the paper and try to stroke the filly's mane
- >Your hand cannot pierce the strange forms of reality that are currently mixing
- "Hey, I got an idea..."
- >You grab an inky brush and begin to make a thick, dark square
- >It takes shape as a massive, inky window and you smile to yourself
- "Try to step through this, OK?"
- >Approaching the front of the page again, Rosewood stops before your portal
- >"Is it safe?"
- "Yes, I would never hurt you."
- >You grind your jaw once at the very thought of Anonymous
- >Rosewood pushes her nose into the window first and you see the paper give as a coloured snout breaks through
- >She wiggles upward and eventually pulls her upper half through
- >"Whoa, this is a weird feeling... I think my hips are stuck."
- >A smirk crosses your face as you think Eppy dreams up all their characters with such wide bottoms
- >Not like you're complaining but, in this particular case, you need to help her out
- "Take my hand, I'll give you a tug!"
- >That sounds lewd, you think to try again
- "I mean, I'll pull you out!"
- >She presents her hooves to you and you wrap your fingers around them
- >They are just as soft as you had imagined and you give her a solid yank upward
- >Rosewood grunts and strains a bit until you finally feel her sliding towards you
- >You give her another hard pull and she springs from the portal with alarming force
- >She collides with your chest and you fall back into your chair
- >Her small chest heaves from the struggle and you hold her rather closely in your lap
- >The small pony in your arms smells like fresh cut grass and wildflowers and her body is as warm as a summer's day
- >You lose yourself in her mane for the moment and take a loud sniff
- >"Um, Vito..."
- >Rosewood giggles lightly
- >"What are you doing?"
- "Oh, um, n-nothing!"
- >The soft pony lays gently against your chest and looks up at you
- >"You feel really warm. It's kind of nice."
- >The little mare rubs her face against your chest as her hips comfortably sound your waist
- >All this cuddling begins to get to you, and perhaps the wine as well, as your own body grows a little stiffer
- >You place your hand on Rosewood's back and stroke down her shoulders and mane
- >Everything about this little pony is soft and huggable, yet you cannot shake the erection growing in your pants
- "Um, Rosewood..."
- >"... Call me Rosy..."
- "... Rosy... Maybe you'd be more comfortable on the couch?"
- >She lets out a grumble as her upper hooves latch onto your shoulders and she stares up at you with lovely, blue eyes
- >"You don't want me to sit in your lap?"
- >You begin sweating again as the heat seems to crank up to eleven
- "No! I like you right here! It's just, well, reasons!"
- >"Reasons?"
- >Rosewood's hips seem to press lightly down on you and she smiles widely
- >"What kind of reasons?"
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- >You try to steady the gyrating pony by grabbing her hips
- >She lets out a sharp gasp and her eyes close
- >"Not there, Vito! I'm sensitive there! You should know, you drew me like that!"
- >You did not realize you even did this!
- >No more drawing while drunk and horny, you swear to yourself
- >"Hey, Vito... I can hear your heart pounding away. Think you can give me a little snack?"
- "Yes, of course..."
- >Without much hesitation, Rosy pulls your shirt to one side and reveals your well toned shoulders
- >Of course you lift everyday so as to stay in shape for just such occasions!
- >"Oh, you look... Delicious."
- >You see a short, thick tongue lick the hungry pony's lower lip before she darts at your should
- >The strangest feeling of being tenderly bitten shoots up your shoulder before a pleasant numbing sensation follows
- >Her strange, flat tongue seems to easily lap at your puncture wounds and her eyes close in satisfaction
- >She makes a lewd sort of slurping noise and moans through your shoulder periodically
- >Rosewood's loving bite fades as your head grows dizzy and the world spins a bit
- >"Oh, I'm sorry, did I take too much? Sorry, you just taste so good!"
- "No, you're fine... I'm just a little tired..."
- >Rosewood looks at you until you see her eyes wobble a bit
- >"Whoa... Everything just a got a little woozy..."
- >You think about the alcohol in your system and wonder if Rosy could have picked up a buzz
- >"Oh, oh~! My belly's so hot..."
- >She lays against your chest and her hips thrust into you leg
- >"Please, Vito... I need you to rub it."
- >Her mouth is curled into a small O shape as she moans quietly and you find yourself listening rather well
- >Your hand slithers to her small tummy and you feel her full belly slosh lightly with your blood
- >It is round and soft and so easy to rub
- >"Oh, just like that~!"
- >A squeak rings out of her throat as her thrusting picks up
- >You begin to feel a very wet sort of heat on your pants and decide to grip her chubby belly for good measure
- >The petite mare moans loudly at your roughness before staring up to you with lust ridden eyes
- >"V-Vito... Kiss me..."
- >With reckless abandon, your lips wrap around the beautiful muzzle of your lovely Rosewood
- >Her mouth tastes like blood and her hot breath has a tang of Cabernet Franc as she pants into your maw
- >The kiss is heavenly and you find yourselves wrestling each others tongue in no time at all
- >When the kiss does break, you pull back just enough to see the stunned face of your little pony
- >"Wow... You're good... Please, I need you in me."
- >With a practiced ease, you unzip your pants and grope around for your sex
- >It slides past the cool zipper and Rosewood looks down
- >"By the Queen... This is gonna be great."
- >The cool air is quickly engulfed by the burning nethers of the lustful Rosewood as she humps against you
- >A feeling of soaking wetness pushes into you before you slip into Rosy's boiling love canal
- >You moan lightly as the indescribable feeling of love and lust mingle in your mind
- >Your hands hold your newfound lover by her flanks and you push up with a grunt
- "S-so tight."
- >"I-I can't help it, ah~! You drew me as a virgin!"
- >You still don't remember thinking about that while drawing, but whatever!
- >Rosewood grunts and moans as you pound into her body over and over
- >Your crotch is soaked as the mare's body grows even hotter
- >"Ugh~, deeper..."
- >Never one to deny your lovely filly, you lift your hips and force more of yourself into her clenching body
- >"There, there! Yes~!"
- >You look over her body and see her small sex expand and contract quickly
- >Her winking hole squeezes and wrings your shaft without remorse as she lets out an ear-splitting screech
- >You cannot move up or down while her body convulses around your rod and are left to the vice-like grip to finish you off
- >Without moving another muscle, you feel your own orgasm milked from your gut
- >You wrap your arms around her and pull her tightly to your body in the finest of hugs you could ever hope for
- >Sticky globs of your affection erupt deeply into the waiting filly and she huffs quickly
- >After a solid minute of having your sack drained, the tight muscles relax enough to let you go
- >"Ah... Amazing. You must really love me, Vito."
- >You gasp for breath as you look to the darling Rosewood
- "I do, Rosy, so much..."
- >She reaches up to kiss you gently on your lips and smiles to you
- >"I had a lot of fun tonight, but I need to head back."
- "So soon? Will I ever see you again?"
- >Rosewood lets go a soft, throaty chuckle
- >"Of course... All you got to do is put your pen to paper and draw. You won't forget my model, right?"
- "Never! I'll keep you on model every time!"
- >She giggles again before lift her hips from you
- >Your limp shaft slips from her warm body and the cold air instantly displeases you
- "Rosy, I just want to tell you that I love you."
- >"Mmm~, I believe this belly full of your foal filling is enough to prove that."
- >You reluctantly let the beautiful mare go and watch her step towards the small portal from whence she came
- >"I'll always be here for you, Vito. Stay based."
- >Rosewood slips through the window and back onto the paper
- >Your shoulder hurts, your head aches, and your marbles are thoroughly drained
- >It was a pretty normal night
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