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>>376159
>Too bad it doesn't actually work irl. Sticking your dick in crazy breeds crazy.
That's how the equilibrium is maintained. You know "good times create weak warriors? There's a similar principle when it comes to the sexuality of mares and men.

Men and stallions are diverse in their physical and mental capabilities. Each son and saddle of God has his predetermined role to play which he will excel at even in the face of utmost oppression. Obsessive Asperger's in humans and cutie marks for ponies confirms this. While you won't see a cutie mark or IRC channel for it, one of these areas of expertise is rape (Skyrim mod). These "correctors" posses the ability to use their vril and masculine talents to extinguish the hellfire soul of a female who has strayed from the path of Heaven. By dominating a wicked mare in to submission and planting within her a foal, a corrector stallion can potentially vanquish evil while still bringing more life in to the world - life of his own which may either grow to perform similar feats of heroism, or become a vessel for another strong stallion to further his own bloodline.

Crazy doesn't multiply through breeding; it can only be given. When a mare such as Cozy Glow is bred by force, she will become corrected and retire from evil. If the ritual brings a filly in to this world, the foal will grow in to an equally crazy pony. This crazyness can be directed through influence however, and even be pointed towards good. If not, the score remains even as another bratty filly in need of correction is set loose for a while. If Cozy Glow brings a colt in to the world, she will relentlessly nurture him in to becoming a stallion capable of greatness, ending her line of crazy.

Now on to the "good times create weak warriors" part. When the stock of crazy mares runs dry, these corrector stallions, destined to fuck furiously, will seek out lesser and lesser evils to extinguish with their seed. In a world without evil mares, the good ones will fall victim to the demands of Stallions and men alike. In that event, the poles of bred evil are flipped and it becomes the responsibility of holy Alicorn princesses to defeat these ferociously horny stallions. Instead of breeding them however, they just turn them to stone, forcing them to lay forever hard yet uncumming. When do the poles flip back? A reign of an archmare matriarchy, of genetically and sexually superior females, can plant in any filly the seeds of jealousy. Driven mad by the tyranny of beautiful, strong, all-powerful giantess alicorns who command respect from all merely for being born in to nobility, these jealous fillies will stop at nothing to achieve a similar status. By force. Which means those who can force the evil bratty fillies to change their mind will find their calling once again. The Rape Stallions return, and the cycle repeats.

>>378829
Word.

When I was in middle school I met this sweet girl at a sleepover at my buddy's place. She's one of two girls that I ever felt that way about. She called my a couple days after and said we should be a thing. We each lived on the other side of town. She said I should ask my mom to drive me over there so we could ride bikes and hang out. I didn't want to do it because I thought it was embarrassing. We never did 'see' each other after that sleepover.

I saw her two years later at my buddy's graduation. She was fat, and seemed unhappy. I couldn't help but think, as a sensitive kid, did I do that to her? Did I break her heart and break her? All I did that night was smile at her, and she smiled back. She came to me asking me to be her boyfriend. We got along great that night and would've at least had fun for a while as a couple of kids. Did I ruin her, just because I thought it would be cringey to ask my mom to drive me and my bike to the other side of town to spend time with my girlfriend? She lived on a big property with horses too. I done goofed.

There's only like a handful of times that I can look back on in my life and genuinely sausage at or regret, and that's one of them. The rest is just to be expected from a child. Maybe it's all in my head. Maybe nothing would have come of it and not much would really change, but I do feel bad about that one. Is it just narcissism to think that a decision so small on my part would have such a big impact? Probably, right? I'm just an ass. But still, I think "what if?" What if I threw away a good life for myself and, more importantly, ruined another? Relationships can be so traumatic, man. That's why I just want to see a couple sweet little ponies have one that works out.