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- >It's been a few days since the incident
- >Since then, you have jacked off once.
- >The day after you blasted Twilight with your hot liquid love, you decided to do a little science of your own
- >You've found that you can, albeit shakily, levitate items with your erection
- >Your not sure just exactly what your other power does
- >You like to think of it as being similar to Pinkie's party cannon
- >That way, you always have a party in your pants
- >ayyyyyyyyy
- >Yesterday you decided to give jacking it another go, making sure to do so in a contained environment
- >Your bathroom now has a cracked mirror. Unfortunately, dangerous blasts of magic seem to accompany your orgasms
- >Well, maybe not so dangerous. The little goldfish on your bathroom counter absorbed a richochet
- >The little fucker went into hyper-drive for an hour or so, making little whirlpools in his fishy bowl he was going so fast.
- >He seems perfectly normal now, though. It's as if Willy the goldfish never even took your cumshot head-on
- >The magic of your dick seems to be destructive to inanimate objects, but harmless to living creatures. The richochets, at least
- >Speaking of critical hits, you still haven't heard from Twilight
- >You hope she's okay
- >If anything bad happened to her, you think you would've heard it from one of her friends by now
- >You're surprised she hasn't hunted you down for more 'samples'
- >As in, free samples
- >of your meat
- >Hahahaha
- >Oh, Anonymous. You could've been a comedian
- >You look out your window. Outside, a colt and filly play together in the dirt road
- >They're making looks like a dirt city. Little mounds of sand surround one big mound; the little mounds, you guess, are houses and shops
- >Hey, the big mound looks kinda like town hall. They're building Ponyville! How cute!
- >The two suddenly jump up and begin demolishing Ponyville, pounding their erection into a sad, limp lump with their little hooves
- >SMASHING.thornberry
- >All of a sudden, an incredibly big, brown pony drawing a cart full of bananas swerves around the two, throwing dust into their cute little beady eyes
- >Hey! That guy almost hit them!
- >You run outside, planning to track down the reckless driver and serve justice
- >You see the cart a little ways down the road. You begin chasing it down, running as fast as your skinny legs will carry you
- >Ten seconds later, and you're gasping for air
- >You've almost lost sight of the perpetrators of this heinous crime, but you won't give up
- >The pony drawing the cart rounds a corner, going around the block
- >You know a shortcut
- >You will catch this guy
- >And you will bring him to justice
- >You cross through an alley, jumping over a few tipped over trashcans
- >It's a good thing you took those gymnastics lessons in third grade
- >You leap over an upright trashcan, gracefully performing a mid-air straddle and touching your toes
- >Barely bent your knees, too. Coach Wong would be proud
- >You land daintily on your toes, then take off into a full sprint
- >As you emerge from the alleyway, you see the distant figure lumbering towards you
- "Stop!" you yell, holding out a palm, "In the name of justice!"
- >The stallion pulling the cart sees you, and his eyes go wide
- >It's too late to stop, but he tries
- >He sticks his hooves out in front of him, sliding to a stop. >Unfortunately for him, the cart doesn't take kindly to this
- >It smashes into his back and flips over, landing directly on top of him
- >"Just my luck," you hear from underneath. Bananas are everywhere
- >Ponies soon arrive, crowding around the spectacle. Guards ask you what happened
- "I dunno. I was just minding my own business when I saw this guy trip and wreck his cart."
- >The guard nods thoughtfully. "It tends to happen on these poorly-maintained dirt roads. Ponies don't watch for pot--" He coughs. "--holes. And next thing they know they be trippin'."
- >"Heeelp!"
- >A girlish squeal sounds out from inside the crushed carriage.
- >"Oh my Celestia!" somepony cries. "There's somepony in that cart with all those bananas!"
- >A damsel in distress!
- >You spring into Hero Anon mode
- "Don't worry, citizens of Ponyville!" you declare, "I will save her!"
- >You grasp the fabric of your suit and tear it apart with a loud -rip!-, revealing your deceptively flat pecs and the two top muscles on your stomach. The only two muscles.
- >The voice cries out for a second time
- >"Anonymous! I swear on Spike's stupid green spines that I will -kill- you if you just ripped that suit I made for you!"
- >Oh.
- >Welp, fuck this.
- >You turn the other way, planning to walk off in the opposite direction.
- >however, you manage to step on a banana.
- >With a yelp, you slide a foot or so before gravity takes over and plants you on your ass
- >Banana mush mixes in with the dirt to form a dark pasty substance, which sticks to your coat quite vehemently
- "Aw, crap. How am I gonna get this shit out of the fabric?"
- >And the fourth girlish squeal of the day commences
- >You throw your suit jacket at a passing cart
- >Luckily, it doesn't cause an accident this time. It just kind of hits the side, falls off and then gets caught around the wheel
- >Oh well. Rarity can make you a new--
- >Oh, right. Haha
- "Don't you worry, Rarity! I'll get you out of there!"
- >You take a step towards the overturned carriage, and immediately slip on another banana
- >God fucking dammit
- >You rise to your feet, and realize that a crowd has gathered around the spectacle
- >All eyes are on you
- "The fuck you all lookin' at?!" you yell, throwing your banana-covered arms up.
- >Ponies avert their eyes and nervously rub their forelegs, but no one moves.
- >Muttering under your breath about how you'd better get some good sex out of this, you proceed towards the carriage
- >without stepping on any bananas
- >You look down at the overturned carriage
- >Why in the hell is she in a carriage full of bananas?
- >Well, that's a question for another day. Right now, you have to save Rarity from this golden paste shower
- >You bend over, gripping the wood as hard as you can
- >You grunt, worried that it might be too big for you
- >Veins pop out of your neck as you strain, the carriage lifting about an inch or so
- >before slipping out of your hands
- >You stand there for a moment, panting
- >You try again, sticking your fingers into the tight crack, attempting to widen the gap between the wood and the ground
- >to no avail. The banana paste is slicker than fucking lube
- >Meanwhile, giant stock horse just sits on his ass, watching you struggle
- "Uh, a little help?" you ask with some annoyance.
- >He shakes his head. "I'll just end up making it worse. Just my luck."
- "How could you fucking--nope, you know what, nevermind."
- >You shake your head
- >How are you going to do this? Everybody's watching you now
- >Your hands are slick with lube. So slick, they slide on wood.
- >There are fucking bananas everywhere
- >Mr Huge Hooves over there is just sitting on his ass
- >All of these ponies appear to be exhibitionists, as they've just been watching you shirtlessly try to lift the carriage for the past ten minutes
- >...Damn. This is really hard.
- >Wait.
- >giant
- >Of course!
- >You now have a plan. A far-fetched plan, albeit a plan. One so crazy, yet...
- >Would it work?
- >Well, what other options do you have?
- "I know that this may seem weird to some of you..."
- >you call out towards the crowd
- "...but I'm going to need a pretty young mare to assist me."
- >The ponies all shuffle around a bit
- >Mares suspiciously look around in different directions, scratching their heads and whistling
- >You throw your hands up
- "C'mon! Like, at least half of you would do!"
- >You point at a certain mare in particular
- >Cowboy vest, long blonde hair
- "You there!"
- >Her eyes widen, and she points to herself as if to ask, "Me?"
- "Yes you! Get on out here, you gorgeous thing!"
- >She covers her mouth with a hoof, stifling a laugh
- >the fuck is so funny
- >"Ah'm sorry, but Ah'm a stallion," the pony says with a girly yet distinctly masculine voice. He bats his eyelids. "Unless, of course, ya swing that way."
- >Ugh
- >Dammit, you were at half-mast, too.
- "Really?! Does no one want to help?"
- >Hope wells up in your chest as the crowd begins to part
- >gracias, mi Dio
- >Out pops the ugliest ginger pony you've ever seen
- >ยกEl diablo!
- >"Hi," she greets as she approaches, "my name ith--"
- "Holy shit, are you fucking kidding?"
- >She visibly flinches. "Wha--?"
- "What did I just say? WHAT did I JUST SAY?!"
- >She shrinks back. "You thaid you wanted a pretty young mare--"
- "Yes. Do you not understand English? Pretty,Tomato Top. Pretty--"
- >You suddenly remember that half of Ponyville is watching you right now.
- "...young mare. -Mare-, okay? You're not quite there yet."
- >You look the ugly duckling up and down.
- "Otherwise, I feel sorry for you," you mutter under your breath.
- >She turns, dejected, back to the awaiting crowd
- >You can feel the heat from the sheer amount of glare on your back
- >Fuck, you really hate to do that, but you're pretty sure that filly just made your dick shrink, if anything
- >The opposite of what you're trying to achieve
- >Hell, any longer and you're pretty sure it would have turned inside out
- >Equestria don't need a Bruce Jenner
- >Well, aside from that one stallion
- >Time for plan B
- >It seems you need to take matters into your own hands
- >literally
- "Alright, Rarity, looks I'm gonna have to pull you out!"
- >"But I'm stuck!" a muffled voice replies
- >unf
- >You reach between a wooden slit in the cart, feeling around for something pony
- "Don't worry! These hands work wonders! You'll be coming out in no time!"
- >You grope around for a few minutes, finding mostly bananas
- >Finally, you grip something soft
- >Is it Rarity?
- >You squeeze
- >It tenses up, and you hear a moan
- >Yup, it's her
- >Now that you have a point of reference, your other hand easily finds her tail
- >You yank on it just to make sure
- >Again with the moan
- "Okay, Rarity! On the count of three, I want you to exhale and flex your buttocks at the same time!"
- >"What are you going to do?"
- >You tug on her tail a few more times.
- "What's it look like I'm doing? Just do what I say, alright?"
- >No response. You shrug, and start the countdown.
- "On three, ready? Three, two..."
- >"Wait!"
- "What?"
- >"Didn't you say on three?"
- "Yeah...?"
- >"Well, you started at three."
- "Alright. My bad. I'm counting down this time, okay?"
- >"Okay, Anonymous. I'm ready."
- "Three, two..."
- >"Wait!"
- >You groan.
- "What now?"
- >"Are you going to pull after 'one,' or--"
- "GO!!"
- >you yell, yanking her tail and ass at the same time
- >She produces something between a scream and another moan as she slides throw the narrow passageway
- >"Anonymous! I won't fit!"
- "We're gonna have to force it, Rarity!"
- >"Ohhhh dear Celestia!"
- >The game of tug-of-war with the bananas ends with Rarity's rear end sticking out from amongst the pile of bananas
- >You pull as hard as you can, but she just won't budge
- "Rarity, I think you're stuck."
- >"No, that's just not possible. Are you sure, Darling?"
- >You would've noticed the sarcasm dripping off her voice had you not been staring at her exposed ass the whole time
- >Suddenly, you notice a pressure building up in your loins
- >Plan B leads you back into Plan A, it seems
- >Genius!
- "Alright, I'm gonna give it one last pull!"
- >you shout at her ass
- >"Alright, Darling!"
- >You feel your dick, primed and ready
- >You can feel the magic within coursing through, pulsing
- >twitching
- >You just hope this works
- "On three, ready? Three, two... Ah, screw it!"
- >You yank with all your might
- >Rarity, for the zillionth time that day, lets out a girlish squeal
- >You peer down at your boner bump
- >You concentrate on it, directing the magic within you
- >You feel it welling up on the tip of your dick
- >Clenching your eyes shut, you begin to imagine a magic aura
- >around Rarity's ass
- >Suddenly, you feel it
- >You can feel her ass through your magic
- >This is incredible!
- >You open your eyes to find a dual pink and white aura surrounding the unicorn's marshmallow butt
- >You give it a yank with your penis magic
- >"Aaaaooouugghghhh"
- >Not exactly sure what that was, but Rarity seems to have moved a little bit
- >You yank again, and she moves a little further
- >Yank yank yank
- >With a loud popping sound, Rarity emerges forth from the yellow womb
- >Rarity smacks into you, the two of you tumbling about
- >she lands on top of you
- >The crowd goes wild
- >On top of you, Rarity pants from the exertion
- >So do you
- >She looks down at you, hooves on either side of your head
- >She looks into your eyes with an expression of sheer gratitude
- >"Thank you... Anonymous."
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