Twilight presentation be anon

--As you can see, from the diagram here, because of an aggressive regime of kegel exercises and using strictly small dildos, I have both the vaginal control and tightness that--"
>Be Twilight
>Not the Princess one
>The other day, your BBBFF had commented about you not having a boyfriend
>He said that you were a nice, smart girl, and said that the guys should have been beating each other to get to you
>Not only had he said that the same way that you dad always did, but had embarrassed you just as much as him
>You were an eighteen year old girl that hadn't even had a kiss before
>You weren't freaking dumb; you knew that it was pathetic
>You also knew that your mom was beginning to place all of her hopes for the Sparkle heir on your brother
>But it wasn't your fault!
>You just weren't...
>It was just...
>You couldn't...
>It was freaking hard to talk to guys, goshdarnit!
>You could solve any mathematical problem ever made, you could invent objects that could suck magic up
>Heck, once you made a device that let Spike talk!
>But boys were just... beyond you
>Fortunately, they weren't beyond your sis Cadence
>After seeing Shining embarrass you like that, she had taken you aside to "have a talk"
>She knew that you were a dork
>She knew that you barely knew how to socialize, let alone talk to men
>You were also pretty sure she knew you had a VERY impressive collection of Hentai under your bed
>So she sat you down and told you some things
>She had said that it was scary talking to a guy for the first time
>You wouldn't know what to say or do
>But the main thing you needed to do was be yourself
>Just walk up to the guy you were interested in and play to your strengths
>She had insisted that nine times out of ten they'd react positively
>You had taken all of this to heart
>You might not have been able to talk to men, but you could make up one hell of a presentation
>So, with that in mind, you had walked up to one of the only guys that you could talk to and had asked him to come to your house with "something"
>Thankfully, Anon had said yes
>It had taken two sleepless days and some very hard work, but here you were
>Anon was sitting on your bed
>Behind you were three chalkboards filled to the brim with charts, diagrams, pictures, and jokes
>You were holding a laser pointer
>You were also a little drunk
>More than a little drunk to be honest
>But you needed a little liquid courage, so here you were
"Also, if you look at this chart, you can see that my posterior is greater than the average woman's. This means that I'm far more capable of producing healthy offspring, if that's something that you'd be into. S-Since I know many men wish to rear young..."
>For the last two and a half hours you had been doing this presentation
>Anon had only left once to go to the bathroom
>He hadn't ran out of your house, or make some excuse and leave, or jump out of your bedroom window
>So that was a good sign
>Now you just needed to kill this!
>Taking a deep breath, you puffed your chest you, both to steady yourself and to accent your bust
"S-So, as you can see, that's why the two of us would be the perfect couple, and I'd be able to make you happy, and it'dbereallygreatifmaybethetwoofuscouldgotothemoviessometime?"
>Rocking back and forth on your heels, you turned off your laser pointer and pressed it to your chest, smiling awkwardly
>Anon cocked his head to the side
>His brow furrowed slightly
>You had no idea if it was thoughtful or offended
>Sweet Science, you didn't drink enough for this...
>"Twilight?" he said, very calm
>You tried to swallow, but couldn't quite manage it
"Yes?"
>Anon leaned forward on your bed, resting his hands in his lap
>"Did you really bring me here and have me sit here for almost three hours and set all of this up just to ask me for a date?"
>...
>Yes
"Yes."
>Anon nodded slowly
>He then patted his lap
>Your stomach did flip
>The urge to throw up came and went
>Thankfully, you were able to hold down your lunch
>Slowly, you made your way over toward him
>Anon, not taking his eyes off of you, grabbed you by the shoulders
"Eep!"
>In panic, you tried to take a step back, but he held onto you tightly, guiding you into his lap
>Then, he wrapped his arms around you in a hug
>His chest touched yours
>It was lewd
>"If you wanted to go out, all you needed to do was ask," he said, resting his head on your shoulder
>Ever the alpha, you responded
"Y-You too."
>...
>Nailed it