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- William Sanders - Yesterday at 6:13 PM
- Incest is super hot.
- But in my experience it's hot in a bizarre, alien sort of way.
- Like it totally jars your worldview.
- In an "is this really happening" kind of way
- Super weird.
- Pony Dedede or somethin - Yesterday at 6:18 PM
- “In my experience”
- Wut
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:18 PM
- @William Sanders keep going
- who did you fug
- was it your mom?
- i bet it was your mom
- i imagine you were sitting on the couch, trying to read some fanfic when she came home
- stinking drunk
- she sat down a little too close
- just a little
- and she groped your crotch as a "joke"
- you, being intimidated by the intimate touch of a female in a way you've never experienced it
- didn't know how to respond
- so you tensed up, your focus split between the fic and your mother clumsily failing to unbuckle your belt
- she eventually managed to though, and at this point you tried to excuse yourself to get some water
- but she basically put her entire weight on you so it pinned you down
- you could have forced her off but like
- it's your mom
- R5h - Yesterday at 6:22 PM
- hm
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:22 PM
- you didn't want to hurt her
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:22 PM
- So you fisted her butt
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:22 PM
- and she was really drunk so if you pushed her she might have gotten really hurt
- and then she kissed you and said you looked just like your dad
- you could taste all sixteen of those karkov shots
- R5h - Yesterday at 6:23 PM
- okay so now I'm feeling bad inside just looking at this
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:23 PM
- tried not to throw up in your mouth a little
- instead thought about that fanfic you had been reading
- which, incidentally, was just some dumb fluff
- maybe even beanis
- DuskPhoenix - Yesterday at 6:23 PM
- Always beanis
- R5h - Yesterday at 6:23 PM
- don't bring beanis into this
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:23 PM
- Everyone loves Beanis
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:23 PM
- that time of innocent laughter is long gone though
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:24 PM
- I love how regi classifies Beanis as fluff
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:24 PM
- more like paste
- but look
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:24 PM
- Look man
- There is DEEP LORE
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:24 PM
- aku how close am i to what happened to you
- DuskPhoenix - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- Wait I kinda wanted to know where this live-fic was going
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- In your mind
- DuskPhoenix - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- I mean I know where it was going
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- Regidar you should publish this on from
- DuskPhoenix - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- But the journey was sure something
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- her hand squeezes your crotch a little harder
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- Fimfiction
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:25 PM
- it's actually uncomfortable
- she's drunk, so like
- she's not being really delicate
- Majin Syeekoh - Yesterday at 6:26 PM
- As second person alt universe pear butter/big Mac clop
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:26 PM
- her nails, chipped from lack of care, dig into your skin
- around the base of your cock, snag a bit of your scrote
- it'd almost be funny, but it fucking hurts, if you're being honest
- and you're definitely not hard
- you feel a bit sick to your stomach
- but also weirdly detached
- like you're watching it happen to someone else
- she bites your bottom lip because that's what your dad used to like
- her teeth knock uncomfortably against yours(edited)
- you actually do push her this time, but unfortunately you went for the chest
- Augustus Solaire - Yesterday at 6:28 PM
- @ЯέϑΪDҩΓ yall need jebus
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:28 PM
- she takes this to mean that you actually are getting down with it
- DuskPhoenix - Yesterday at 6:28 PM
- Jebus is ded, long live this
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:28 PM
- so she awkwardly straddles your hips
- yanking down on your jeans
- you try and yank them back up
- but your arm is dead
- it's as if all the energy has been sapped from you
- so you fall back against the couch
- and you think about all the pretty little horses
- you think about twilight sparkle as your mom squeezes your crotch again
- you think about rainbow dash as your mom presses her hips into yours, her skirt stained with spilled shots roughly bunched up
- you think about pinkie pie as she roughly yanks her panties to the side and you feel the most unsettling dampness against your leg
- you think about fluttershy as she bites your lip again
- as you taste a little bit of blood you try really hard to think about rarity
- but it's not working
- in fact, you sort of just hate ponies now
- you close your eyes and try one more time, just thinking about a stupid, simple day in equestria
- as you're pressed against the couch, your mind poorly paints the picture of some inconsequential comedy staring Starlight being a fucking retard and messing things up
- it's almost a good story idea
- but whenever you focus on the details, your eyes open just a bit and you see your mom's plastered face not an inch from yours
- the reek of vodka in your nose
- your blindly cobble together some dumb ending that doesn't even make sense
- at this point you realize your mom has slumped against you with a lot more weight than usual
- you realize this is your chance
- you push her off you
- and she crumples backwards onto the floor with a dull thud
- you crawl off the side of the couch and go to the kitchen, tripping a bit on your undone pants
- you let them fall to your ankles and step out of them as best you can, and you take your shirt off for good measure
- fuck, you'd rip your skin off too if you could
- you feel filthy
- you go to the kitchen and splash some cold water on your face
- get yourself a glass of orange juice
- and as you're trying to pour it you remember how your mom used to make you pancakes with oj before school back when you guys lived in a nicer part of town with your dad, when you didn't have to walk thirty minutes to the bus stop at six in the morning just to get to class
- so you skip the orange juice
- and go back to the living room
- and see your mom is at a really weird angle
- you don't want to deal with that
- you don't even check to see if she's breathing
- you just sort of wander to the door and stumble out of the apartment
- down the hall
- Void Chicken - Yesterday at 6:40 PM
- fucks sake reg just turn it into a fanfic already
- ЯέϑΪDҩΓ - Yesterday at 6:40 PM
- past the doors of your neighbors who are always fucking in the middle of the night, past the guy you sometimes buy weed from
- right to the end of the hall by the stairwell where there's a big window that opens just enough to take you out to the landing
- you're about five stories up
- and you crawl out onto the ledge and look down at the street
- it's fucking cold, being that is around eleven thirty at night
- you can hear police sirens, you can hear the occasional car rumbling down the street
- dogs barking
- what might be a gunshot or maybe just a car backfiring
- and you decide against it
- you fell asleep in the stairwell that night
- only in your boxers
- you woke up with a cockroach on your thigh
- and yet, it still is preferable to the other sensations that you had felt last night
- you didnt go back to the apartment
- you went home
- to your real home
- the one where you used to live when you were younger
- before you learned how to hope, want, or wish
- and you pressed your face in the window and looked at that smug fucking faggot with his platinum blonde whore of a new wife and their two young, retarded kids whom you wished would just get hit by a bus
- of course he saw you
- you werent subtle
- you left before the cops showed up and went down to the runoff ditch where you used to catch gutter prawns with your friends
- and you cried
- DuskPhoenix - Yesterday at 6:46 PM
- Hot fucking damn Regi
- I think that's the most disturbing thing I've read in years
- 10/10
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