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OSB1 - Repleti Umbra [r63][AiE]
OSB2 - Bullied By Sonata [EqG][Smut]
OSB3 - Princess Posterior [AiE]
OSB4 - Oral Presentation [AiE][Clop]
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OSB1: Repleti Umbra

>You awaken groggily, arms chained above your head.
>Blinking confused, you look around to get your bearings.
>It seems you are imprisoned in what appears to be an extravagant bedroom decorated in excess with... crystals?
>The room is awash in the faint glow of several lit candles.
>The sound of a door closing grabs your attention, you turn your eyes in the direction it came from.
>Standing ominously in the shadows of the doorway, a figure waits appraising you.
>"I didn't expect you to wake so soon. Your resilience is admirable," spoke a commanding silky voice.
>"All the better for what I have planned for you," the voice emanated devious intentions.
"Queen Umbra. You won't get away with this, my friends will come looking for me," you defiantly respond.
>Her majesty barks a hearty chuckle.
>"Oh dear, what ever shall I do Mr. Anonymous?" her voice rang sarcastically, "they only think me dead and believe you to be out on a task for the 'illustrious' Princess Celestia."
>You grimace at the truth she speaks.
"If you intend to interrogate me, I'll give you nothing," you spit vehemently.
>"My dear boy, I assure you I have... deeper intentions than gathering information."
>Umbra's horn ignites in dark magic that shoots out destroying the shackles that bind you.
>Before you could react, you feel tingling warmth as magic envelopes you.
>In a swift motion, you are tossed through the air and onto the surprisingly soft bed.
"Oomf! Umbra?! W-what... what're we g-gonna do on the bed?"
>The queen walks out of the shadows and into the light, a malevolent grin revealing her sharp teeth.
>"From this point forward you will refer to me as Mistress, slave!" her haunting voice demands.
>She steps closer to the bed, sinful hunger glinting in her eyes.

>Queen Umbra bounds forward, leaping into the air toward you.
"Gyaah!"
>You throw your arms around your head in defense.
>You feel a soft thud on the bed beside you.
>Tentatively removing your arms, you turn to look over.
>Umbra lies beside you on her back, pressing her belly upward.
>"Now be a good little slave and rub my tummy!" she grunts out forcefully.
>You look from her exposed belly to her face, her eyes closed in concentration, and back again.
>"Well?! Get to it or I'll have to punish you!"
>You blanch at the threat.
"O-okay..."
>Laying a hand gingerly on the soft fur, she hums approvingly.
>You begin rubbing first in small circles, widening the range of your exploring fingers.
>Her soft fur bristles underneath your palm, tickling along as you brush through it.
>Umbra begins moaning contentedly.
>"Ahh~ Good boy... keep this up and I might just reward you," she suggests in a sultry voice.
>You run your hand up toward her barrel, her neck stretching eagerly.
>You massage your fingers underneath her armor, running them through the tuft of fur on her chest.
>Umbra's head snaps up, she gives you a mischievous look.
>"Uh-uh... Lower~" she whispers.
>Giving a gulp, you concede to her command and work your fingers down along her side.
>Your hand reaches her haunch, your fingers massage deep into the muscle.
>Umbra's hind leg kicks lightly in response.
>"Oh, slave, you have such dexterous appendages~" she moans out.
"y-you too..."
>You cringe at your response.
>Umbra giggles.
>"Your foolish behavior amuses me. I may have to reward you twice. Speaking of which-"
>She rocks herself sideways off the bed and stands.
>"You've had such good behavior I think it's time for your first reward. Close your eyes and open your mouth, slave~"
>Helpless on the bed, you do as she says.
>A few seconds pass.
>Then something long and hard roughly squeezes between your lips.
>Your eyes shoot open, looking down at the darkly toned invading shaft.

>Wrapping your hand around the hard shaft, it drags along your tongue as you pull it out.
>Your face contorts in confusion as it leaves behind an oddly sweet taste.
"What the fuck is this?!"
>You look down at the thing, it appears to be a shadowy chunk of crystal.
>You turn your gaze to Umbra, standing nearby hovering a tray holding a collection of these crystals.
>"It's a sweet crystal! A delicacy of the Crystal Empire made from compacted sugar. Delicious, isn't it?"
>You look back at it and give it a lick.
>Not bad, actually.
>You breathe a sigh of relief and smirk.
>Umbra takes notice and smiles.
>"Well now, I thought it would be much more difficult converting you to do my biding. Be a dear and scratch my ear, slave," she commands, leaning her head toward you.
>You reach automatically, used to scratching other ponies ears before.
>"Ahh~ simply divine!"
"To be honest, I thought so too. This isn't so bad. I thought you might use me for some sort of deviant satisfaction of sexual desires or something!"
>Umbra breaks away with a startled look.
>"Oh, Anonymous, don't be silly!"
>She laughs aloud at your suspicions as she moves over to a dresser and placing the tray atop.
"Aha ha ha, yeah pretty crazy idea I guess."
>You laugh nervously with her as she magics open a drawer.
>"That isn't until later tonight~!" Umbra grins enthusiastically.
>Your face falls as she levitates out of the drawer a horsecock strap-on.

The end
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OSB2: Bullied By Sonata

>You were busy at your locker when you notice Sonata walking down the hall toward you, glaring determinedly.
>Shit, might as well get it over with.
>You grab a handful of bills from your bag and hold them out, hoping she takes it and leaves without confrontation this time.
>Her menacing presence is felt close by, accentuated by her pungent perfume of a faint mix of blueberry and lilac.
>You try to keep composed, head buried in feigned occupation with something in your locker.
>Lithe yet powerful fingers clasp around your wrist and suddenly you're being pulled along down the hall, your locker left open and unattended
"W-what are you doing, Sonata?! Just take my money and go!"
>You plead attempting to placate this blue bombshell of a bully.
>She giggles with mischievous mirth, a trill that crawls into your ears and frigidly caresses it's way down your spine.
>"I don't want your taco money today, meat. I'm feeling generous and decided to let you taste a taco instead."
"B-but muh books..."
>You motion your free hand toward your open locker, but Sonata briskly jerks you along.
>"There's no time to worry about your stupid books, you nerd," her voice rings out harshly before changing to a tantalizing tone, "besides, I'm giving you a rare opportunity to taste some succulent cuisine here. And when I say 'giving you', I actually mean you're going to do this or I'll be using your minced huevos as a substitute next Tuesday."
>JesusChrist.png
>Ball busting isn't your fetish, might as well go through with this and avoid the pain whether it was metaphoric or not.
>You never went cave diving before though, so you can only hope those /gif/s learned you a thing or two to get you by.
>Sonata turns down a hall leading to the gym.
"Wait, where are we going?"
>"To the girls' locker room, dumbass. We are going to the gym you know."
"I can't go in there! There're girls inside..."
>"Sounds like you'll fit in, you pussy."
>Her fingers gripped tighter around your flesh and pull you in.

>She pushes you roughly onto your ass near one of the benches between rows of lockers.
>The room is surprisingly empty in the middle of a school day.
"W-what are we gonna do in the locker room, Sonata?"
>She sighs resentfully.
>"Cute. But that's not why you're here right now."
"And here I thought my story-imposed innocent charm is what drove you to use me sexually..."
>"Just shut up and get that tongue ready. I even went all poetic and chose the gym, 'cause that muscle is getting a hell of a work out today."
"Carlos!"
>"Who?"
>You give a half-hearted shrug.
>Apparently you're the only omniscient one this time.
>Sonata's face scrunches, getting tired of your shit.
>She sits down on the bench facing you still on the ground limbs a-splay.
>Little were you aware a couple other things were about to splay in a moment.
>Sonata put her hands on her bare knees, the slightest visible tremble.
>You had a hunch she was actually a bit nervous about this, but weren't sure if it's really because of unspoken emotions or just that she was afraid you'd report her for sexual harassment.
>What kind of faggot reports being sexually used by a bangin' water-horse chick from another dimension? Who the fuck would believe that anyway?
>Sonata slowly spread her knees apart, effort being put from her hands obviously to force them apart, and soon her legs were splayed open.
>See, told you.
>You look between the naked flesh only to find your sight land on more.
>She wasn't wearing underwear under her skirt.
>A tingling sensation started building up from beneath the fabric of your pants.
>There before you, veiled enticingly only by the shadow of the skirt, was Sonata's fleshy forbidden slit.
>Blue lips pursed in an ever-so-slightly puffy pucker, a sliver of a hint of the plush pink inside warm and inviting, moistened by a light glistening trail of pre-excited sexual fluids, the hooded pearl practically pulsing to be pleased and outlining it all a light patch of soft navy.

>"G-glad you're enjoying the show instead of doing what I brought you for! Baka..."
>Your attention snaps to her face and you notice she has a cute lil' blush and grimace of embarrassment.
>Oh wait, you're supposed to be tonging that right now.
>And here you are just using your eyes like a sucker.
"Whelp. Geronimo!"
>You feign holding your nose as you dive headfirst under her skirt.
>"Ano- ohh~"
>Her rebuke to your objectionable behavior is cut short as you give a long sloppy lick of your tongue up and along the outside edges of her lower lips, coming (hue) to a head (huehue) with a swirling motion around her pleasure button that sends shivers across her thighs, which are now squeezed around your head not-too-uncomfortably.
>You could feel the heat radiating from the blood-pumped muscles beneath a lovely cushion.
>"A-Anon, not so faaaahh!" she almost screamed out.
>Thanks, /gif/, you're the real mvp.
>Now if only Sonata was a trap, then all of it's teachings would be golden.
"Wrong thread, asshole."
>You paused briefly, Sonata collecting herself in the respite.
>"Ok, wow. A bit eager aren't you? Go a bit slower so I can keep up."
>Your head pops out from under her skirt as you shoot a skeptical look at her.
"You're being nice all of a sudden."
>She glared at your exposed face before grabbing your head with clawed fingers.
>"How's this, then? You fucking tool."
>She roughly shoved your head back under her skirt and into her nethers.
"Mmmmph!Hrmnch!"
>Attempting to protest only sent vibrations into Sonata's fleshy hole, causing her to moan in response.
>You open your mouth wide and take the whole mound in, tongue wagging to part the lips and explore inside.
>Her labia splays open almost willingly.
>There's the second time. :^)
>"Hnnn~"
>You can't see it, but from the sounds she's making she's biting her lips in a futile attempt to stay quiet.
>[spoiler]her hips start moving on their own![/spoiler]

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OSB3: Princess Posterior

>Anon walks groggily through the halls of the royal palace.
>It was close to midnight when that asshole guard woke him up.
>He said Princess Luna had urgent business only Anon could handle.
>The guard hadn't specified what the issue was, though he probably didn't know the details.
>Anon merely shook his head irritably as he headed for Luna's chambers.
>Whatever might stop her from invading his dreams, he'd help out.
>It wasn't his choice what his lucid subconscious decided he'd dream of.
>That Luna would even take such an interest in him dreaming of her succulent-
>His thoughts were interrupted as he reached the elaborately carved door to the Princess of the Night's bedchambers.
>He swallowed hard, preparing for what ever may come.
>Anxious anticipation replaced the remainder of his tiredness as he knocked at the door.
>"Enter." Commanded a regal voice.
>Anon slowly opened the door and found Luna seated on a rug near a warming fireplace, the flames inside dancing to a crackling cacophony.
>Dim light flickered about, giving the room a drowsy feel.
>"Anonymous. I am pleased at your haste." She gave a grateful smile.
>Anon bowed his head in respect.
Your Majesty. What could I help with at this hour?
>He felt more at ease in the welcoming environment, but still wondered what was so important for himself to be woken.

>Luna bit her lip nervously
>"Well, it's ah... A bit embarrassing, but..." She tried to explain.
Highness, I am here at your beck and call. Whatever it is I promise to do my best.
>Anon gave her a comforting grin.
>His own nervousness fading at seeing a flush cross Luna's cheeks.
>"My thanks for your dedication. I suppose I can truly trust you with this... 'Assignment'." She pawed the floor with a hoof.
>"After the situation with Tirek," she began "when myself and the other princesses had our power returned, it seems the absence of my Cutie Mark took a deeper toll..." She trailed off as she looked upon said mark.
>"At it's return, it left a... Soreness, most uncomfortably." She returned her gaze to Anon resolutely.
>"It is my hope that you could alleviate this"
>Surprised at the request, Anon couldn't quite believe what he was hearing.
Princess, what are you asking?
>"I would like you to use your dextrous hands in massage." She stated bluntly.
>In hindsight, this wasn't entirely unexpected.
>Definitely a memory he'd keep in mind, for posterity.

>Anon held up his hands in feint offense.
Princess, I couldn't! To touch you so inappropriately?
>Truth be told this was a fucking dream come true, and she knew it.
>Of course she knew it.
>And she wasn't going to put up with Anon's bullshit of formality.
>She gave him the slightest glare and stood with authority.
>"Your Princess orders you to massage her Royal Posterior." She spoke calm, yet firmly.
>She turned about and raised her rump toward Anon.
>The inky black surrounding her Cutie Mark oddly enticing, begging to be rubbed.
>Shrugging, Anon moved toward her.
Ey, I tried.
>It was gonna be a long night, indeed.

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OSB4: Oral Presentation

>You were at yet another one of Twilight's presentations in town hall
>At least you didn't have to be up on stage this time
>She was discussing some boring shit about a neighboring country or whatever
>You exhale and cast a look through the crowd
>Strangely most of the audience were the same mares that were around last time
>For a moment you swear your eyes were playing tricks on you, because you thought you might have seen some of the same mares in different areas
>You banished the thought and rested your gaze to the seat right next to you
>Blanching, you were startled to find Aged-Up!Flurry Heart sitting next to you with a similarly disinterested look on her face
"Oh hello, your royal highness. Pretty boring stuff, eh?"
>Flurry stared at you with indifference
>"Hey human. You ever get ya dick sucked by a horse?"
>Your face brightened at being asked a question you could answer
"As a matter of fact, there was this one time where Lyra got super obsessed with me and came to my hotel room on Hearts and Hooves day of all days, and next thing I knew I was tied to my bed frame with my pants down, and have you ever snowballed before? Because I never have and I thought it was gonna be weird, but it wasn't so weird after all until she levitated a horseco-"
>Flurry rolled her eyes unamused, her horn lit up with a baby-blue glow
>The same glow formed around your pants and you could feel the zipper and belt being undone
"Oh"
>You leaned back as your pants and underwear came down just enough to plop your flaccid member out
>The blue magic soon engulfed that and you felt a distinct, yet familiar, buzzing sensation tickle along your shaft

>Blood quickly rushed to engorge yourself down below at the sudden stimulation
"Hey are you sure we should be doing this here? Maybe we should wait until afterward and meet up somewhere private."
>Flurry gave him a questioning look
>"Auntie Twiggles told me all about your little demonstration here. Don't be playing a bitch now all of a sudden and just sit there while I suck your dick. That's a royal order."
"O-oh. Yes your highness."
>The magic around your growing erection intensified while rhythmically massaging up and down
"So, uh, come here often?"
>Flurry smirked
>"No, but apparently you do. Now shut up, your blabbing is distracting."
>She leaned her neck down and pressed her soft lips just at the tip of your head
>Her lips were parted by her warm, moist tongue as it prodded out and briefly explored the lining of your urethral opening
>The tongue pressed out along the edge of your head and Flurry swirled it slowly around getting a taste
>She closed her eyes and gave a few small sniffs
>"Mmm, you already smell musky... did you masturbate today?"
"Wh- uh, y-yeah, what about it?"
>"I can smell your pheromones. What a strange, enticing aroma. Nothing quite like stallions."
>She bobbed her head down and immediately enveloped your exposed member in her mouth
>Her snout partially buried in your groin, she inhaled nasally much deeper than before
>A throaty hum vibrated within her mouth as she swiveled her tongue around your manhood and causing it to shake in slippery ecstasy
>Got dayum was she good at this

>You felt your testicles start to tingle as the magic returned to give them attention
>The blue glow undulated in a light massage along the scrotal flesh, a gentle tugging dragging them down and pulling the flesh of your erection taut
>Flurry loosed back up to the head and used her bottom teeth to softly strum at the tight frenulum
>A surge of pleasure rushed through you
"Ahh, Flurry..."
>She lowered her head back down with a slight suction
"P-Princess please."
>She pushed her head sideways to look into your eyes, and smiled with teeth bared around your sensitive flesh
>Dragging her mouth back down your shaft, she buried yourself fully within and started making low guttural sounds in the back of her throat
>You thought you could feel her uvula tickling the crown of your head that far back
>You couldn't bring yourself to believe that was even possible even if you tried, but at the moment you were preoccupied with the pressure building up at the point deep inside this mare's mouth
>Flurry gave one last, hard suck that tipped you over the edge
>Your erection pulsed with your rapid heartbeat, ejecting squirts of sexual appreciation
>Flurry was quick to gulp down your satisfaction
>She nibbled down on the last load, startling you into gasping out loud
"Ahh!"
>Somehow, conveniently, there was a break of silence in Twilight's presentation long enough for your cry to echo out across the auditorium
>All the mares in the audience turned to stare at the commotion
>Twilight shot you a glare
>"Yes, Anonymous, was there something you wished to add about the migratory patterns of Griffons??"
"Ah, er, no! Sorry, don't mind me just uh-"
>Flurry's head popped back up
>"Getting his dick sucked."
>She finished for him
>Twilight's glare became increasingly irritable
>"Next time please have some courtesy and save it for afterward, ok FlurFlur?"
>"Yes, Auntie~"
>Flurry gave an apologetic smile

The end