/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>210151
His feet sank down into the sand where he stepped and the tiny cold mineral and wet mess got in between his claws. At least, the sand provided him with a ground that adjusted to his feet and made it so that it became even underneath. It was in that way better than to traverse gravel, which hurt because of its pointiness.

His slouched forward. Shoulders slump and eyes downcast.

What am I even doing? One bump rarely comes alone. There is on point in going there now, he thought.

At the thought, he stopped.

He looked up and saw a number floating just above him. It read, "Nr. 1 of page 1"

His mouth did the opposite of smirking as he inspected the number.

His eyes traveled from that to his lunch pack. His lunch pack was wrapped in by a large red colored but with white dots cloth. It looks like a ball and its edges were tied up so nothing of its contains could spill out. The knot for the makeshift ball was wedged over the end of his walking stick. It branched off into two smaller twigs on that end of it.

The cloth ball was dark and hung from the stick like a wrinkled like a raisin and it had lost its spherical form and no had a more elliptical outline.

The rectangular loaf's form could be clearly seen from outside, which made him question how his cloth ever had been shaped into a ball, to begin with.

He looked into the distance where the rock formation was. Their lights shone from what he knew was the town of the first page, which laid nearby the gate to page two.

He had planned to go there to find shelter from the rain but now that he thought about it, there was no point. He would soon be bumped again and be brought back here again. A better strategy would be to wait until the heat went down and also his number. Since he was on the same page as the starting point, they wouldn't warp him there either. They would drag him through the weather and the terrain right back to the boulder.

He glanced at his lunch pack again.

I should probably eat this before it gets any more water damaged.

He undid the tie and sat down with the already sliced loaf of bread and ham in his lap. The ham was sliced into suitable pieces for the slices of bread by his claws. Now he only lacked a glass of water but maybe he could dig a hole in the sand that could work as a leaking bowl to hold water.

As he was pondering this, his lips moved on their own.

"Implying: my face when, you forget to type in the post you bump with. Get back here faggot!"

He clasped his hands over his mouth and looked around.

Just as he suspected, there was a green hand behind him.

It grabbed onto him and then threw him back in the direction towards the boulder with an underhand toss. It sent him flying forward and skip against the sand dunes and scratch himself up. It ended with him tumbling into the boulder from before.

He was a bit dizzy as he forced himself up on wobbly legs.

Ah! Diamond dogs! I lost my food.

It was true. It hadn't been in the green hand's grip before he had been sent flying.

"But isn't it, my little Spiky-wiky? You didn't manage to escape this time either I see," said a sultry toned voice.

He turned to look in the direction from whence the voice came and it had come from above the boulder. On it, sprawled out like a cat, laid pink furred mare. The mare's mane was colored in black with a red bang that stood out. It was sort of a mess of black curls that were placed on her right side of her head while a longer red bang on her left. The red matched her eyes which were of a more vibrant and powerful red.

She laid on the rock in a coy and tempting pose. It teased all of her assets. Her behind was high up in the air with her tail neatly moved aside.

From where Spike stood he couldn't see more than that her tail didn't cover her nether regions like that. Not that he wanted to. he was saving himself for Rarity.

Her hips were wide and each subtle movement made them wobble like jelly. And these weren't the only things that were huge on her. A coin size nipple protruded out between her back leg and her abdomen. The leg was pushed out due to the large crotchboob underneath her pushing it out.

Fluffy hair was on her chest and over her front hooves that were, she had crossed over each other.

Spike smiled a small smile.

"Hello, Horsepussy," Spike greeted.

>>210249
>he didn't longer fight it but accepted his fate.
Should Be, He No longer Fought it but accepted his fate.
>After the initial lightning had a stroke the downpour had come as expected.
Should be, after the initial lightning strike the downpour had come as expected.
> However, this land wasn't but nothingness.
Should be, however this land wasn't just nothingness

>>210435
Thanks.

Is bumping this thread violating Spike's NAP?

>>214101
Dragons Are Sub-Pony and the N.A.P Doesn't apply to them,Leslie.

Spike, Twilight wants you get back here and massage her hooves.

Bump
Also is rubbing your wife's shoulders while she masturbates a cucked thing to do?

>>222063
>bumping the thread on page one
Ffs Nigel, do you have any awareness or impulse control?

I just realized this thread was made a year ago...
Lets make it two.

>>227136
Given the reply rate, this thread could technically make it ~4.5 years before hitting bump limit

i hate sundays

>>230898
i hate jews and Dragons

page 2 bump time
i like this thread

>>230898
Where is the snuff scene. Go back to spud.web and get the full film. It does exist.

>>230898
kek

Back to the top ya little faggot

Oh no you don't bitch

>>123333
where do you think you're going you shitty dragon fuckhead

2 years a slave.

>>253733
He was born for this, to serve is his purpose.

Back to the top of the board,you scaly nigger.

You're gonna die here you scaly bastard.

Oh no you don't.

zooboo

back to the top, you little nigger

>>268031
I was going to send him back once he got to page 9, but I didn't see the thread when I checked the catalog and got worried that Spike had escaped. Glad to see someone else had just beaten me to the job.

Not so fast, little faggot!

Fuck off back to page 1 spike you faggot

I don't think so

Close enough fgt

That faggot is never gonna leave this board

That's far enough you little shit

get the fuck over here little cunt

>>283714
I hope nobody repeatedly bumps this thread hoping to make it hit bump limit

>>283740
You're shit at this game. Lurk until you figure out the rules

Get the guck back here

You're going NOWHERE

>>123349
How do I do that?

t. New fren

Not so fast, you little cunt.

Nice try, back to page 1

Back to the fields, drigger.

Run, run little fool, and see how far you get

Sorry there Spike getting too far away for comfort.

>>123333
Far enough faggot.

>>289542
what the fuck do you mean
you click on it retard