/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
Dark Star fights against CRT in the school system continues along his path to ensure a future for his and his race's children. Iron conducts a salvage operation finds and recovers hidden treasure. Amber is learning how to exploit simps establishes relationships in her new town. Spark harbors multiple terrorist continues helping Wellspring and the wolf tribe. Silver acts as a step father for unwanted foals gives back to the community at the orphanage. All of this and more
>>153337
If he's concerned about the cost, it doesn't phase him in the moment. He stands by the road, trying to hail a taxi.
"Well, it's several miles away, and the sun will be coming down kind of soon, so we'll have more time this way." He leans a little further to the road, and adds,
"I hope it has a heater."
[1d2 = 2]
Soon enough, a taxi arrives, and the two (presumably) get in
>>153339
She smiles malignly, looking right up and him, and bending the knees on her forelegs as she lays across his lap.
If he's concerned about the cost, it doesn't phase him in the moment. He stands by the road, trying to hail a taxi.
"Well, it's several miles away, and the sun will be coming down kind of soon, so we'll have more time this way." He leans a little further to the road, and adds,
"I hope it has a heater."
[1d2 = 2]
Soon enough, a taxi arrives, and the two (presumably) get in
>>153339
She smiles malignly, looking right up and him, and bending the knees on her forelegs as she lays across his lap.
>>153341
A taxi pulls up, and Mustard Trim begins to get in, before backing out, and letting Amber enter first. The vehicle is indeed substantially warmer than the ambient outdoor temperature
When the two are in, Mustard Trim says under his breath "Yes!" and then speaks up to tell the driver "uh, take us to the peninsula. Coffin Bay road."
A taxi pulls up, and Mustard Trim begins to get in, before backing out, and letting Amber enter first. The vehicle is indeed substantially warmer than the ambient outdoor temperature
When the two are in, Mustard Trim says under his breath "Yes!" and then speaks up to tell the driver "uh, take us to the peninsula. Coffin Bay road."
>>153342
Her extremities feel better for it. "What do the cliffs look like? Is there anything special there?"
Her extremities feel better for it. "What do the cliffs look like? Is there anything special there?"
>>153343
"Well, there are things there, yeah. Places for picnics and whatnot, or to go jogging. I wish I had a car. I could go park there and enjoy it. But mostly, I mean, if you've never been to the sea, you may as well see it. Sure, there's the bay here, but it has things dumped in it, and the waves aren't as big as they are on the north shore."
>>153344
She closes her eyes as he moves his hoof along her cheek, then opens them to look back into his eyes. Her turquoise eyes almost look a brighter shade of green in the yellow light of the ceiling fan. She slowly lowers and extends her right rear leg, straightening herself out on the loveseat.
"Well, there are things there, yeah. Places for picnics and whatnot, or to go jogging. I wish I had a car. I could go park there and enjoy it. But mostly, I mean, if you've never been to the sea, you may as well see it. Sure, there's the bay here, but it has things dumped in it, and the waves aren't as big as they are on the north shore."
>>153344
She closes her eyes as he moves his hoof along her cheek, then opens them to look back into his eyes. Her turquoise eyes almost look a brighter shade of green in the yellow light of the ceiling fan. She slowly lowers and extends her right rear leg, straightening herself out on the loveseat.
>>153345
"It sounds really scenic. I'm not sure if you want to canter there, but it sounds like a nice place to tour around. Who knows what we'll find?"
"It sounds really scenic. I'm not sure if you want to canter there, but it sounds like a nice place to tour around. Who knows what we'll find?"
>>153347
She raises her eyebrows. There's only so much room on the loveseat for the two of them, but she welcomes the movement, raising her forelegs to place around his back.
She raises her eyebrows. There's only so much room on the loveseat for the two of them, but she welcomes the movement, raising her forelegs to place around his back.
>>153346
The taxi moves along west town, past single family homes, duplexes, smaller office buildings, dentist's offices, and elementary schools, until it takes a turn to go north. The factories, chemical plants, and tenement buildings of west town are not present here, and as the taxi goes further north what buildings there are become smaller and sparser. Eventually, the road dead ends at a road called Coffin Bay, a road the traffic signs say connects the towns of North Point and Maretime Bay.
Turning right, the road is at first surrounded on both sides by oak trees, but along the left, this quickly gives way to a view of the ocean down a rocky cliff. Sometimes, the road hugs the cliffside with metal railing. Other times, the road is a little further from the cliff, and there are hills or structures between the road and the ocean. Grass replaces trees, and to the right is a grassy hillside that blocks any view beyond. The waves of the ocean are larger than what exists in the shelter of the bay, and they move at an angle into the cliffside and the sometimes present rocky beach beneath them, moving west-southwest as the taxi moves from west to east. The sun is bright orange and hovers over the water, albeit likewise at a bit of an angle.
>>153349
"Hehehe" She giggles. Dark Star moves over her to block the light, making her eyes appear a deeper blue.
The taxi moves along west town, past single family homes, duplexes, smaller office buildings, dentist's offices, and elementary schools, until it takes a turn to go north. The factories, chemical plants, and tenement buildings of west town are not present here, and as the taxi goes further north what buildings there are become smaller and sparser. Eventually, the road dead ends at a road called Coffin Bay, a road the traffic signs say connects the towns of North Point and Maretime Bay.
Turning right, the road is at first surrounded on both sides by oak trees, but along the left, this quickly gives way to a view of the ocean down a rocky cliff. Sometimes, the road hugs the cliffside with metal railing. Other times, the road is a little further from the cliff, and there are hills or structures between the road and the ocean. Grass replaces trees, and to the right is a grassy hillside that blocks any view beyond. The waves of the ocean are larger than what exists in the shelter of the bay, and they move at an angle into the cliffside and the sometimes present rocky beach beneath them, moving west-southwest as the taxi moves from west to east. The sun is bright orange and hovers over the water, albeit likewise at a bit of an angle.
>>153349
"Hehehe" She giggles. Dark Star moves over her to block the light, making her eyes appear a deeper blue.
>>153352
"Yea it must feel strange huh? For me to look so different?"
He moves away from kissing her neck as he places kisses down her chest
"Yea it must feel strange huh? For me to look so different?"
He moves away from kissing her neck as he places kisses down her chest
>>153353
"Not really" She says candidly
"I like it"
She giggles again, and tries to puff up her chest. Her fur is short, soft, and has a subtle smell of lavender.
"Not really" She says candidly
"I like it"
She giggles again, and tries to puff up her chest. Her fur is short, soft, and has a subtle smell of lavender.
>>153350
Amber looks out the window in anticipation, as the urban cityscape gives way to nature. The sun hanging serenely above the water especially catches her attention, perhaps reminding her of her own cutie mark.
"It's beautiful…."
Amber looks out the window in anticipation, as the urban cityscape gives way to nature. The sun hanging serenely above the water especially catches her attention, perhaps reminding her of her own cutie mark.
"It's beautiful…."
>>153355
"Maybe over here" he says, and the taxi pulls over next to two buildings on the left side of the road that sit between the road and the ocean. One seems to be a diner, and the other a curio store. Both are one story wooden buildings, with tall, sloped slate roofs. There is also a gravel covered section between the railing and the road where a vehicle could pull up, or a pony could look over the railing and to the water.
"Maybe over here" he says, and the taxi pulls over next to two buildings on the left side of the road that sit between the road and the ocean. One seems to be a diner, and the other a curio store. Both are one story wooden buildings, with tall, sloped slate roofs. There is also a gravel covered section between the railing and the road where a vehicle could pull up, or a pony could look over the railing and to the water.
"Oh, that is good. I suppose I should have known, with quality of work."
>>153356
She thanks the driver and steps out, trotting over to the gravel covered section. She peers over the railing at the rocks and the waves below. "It's a long way down…."
She thanks the driver and steps out, trotting over to the gravel covered section. She peers over the railing at the rocks and the waves below. "It's a long way down…."
>>153357
Caramel Glaze moves his tail back and forth. Mint Marine comments:
"They used the wrong serpent model though. That's a salt water one. They should have used freshwater."
>>153359
"Hehehe"
He belly moves in and out with her breathes
>>153358
At least 50 feet. There is a small, rocky beach at the bottom that is covered in water with the waves, which are large, and again, at an angle.
Caramel Glaze moves his tail back and forth. Mint Marine comments:
"They used the wrong serpent model though. That's a salt water one. They should have used freshwater."
>>153359
"Hehehe"
He belly moves in and out with her breathes
>>153358
At least 50 feet. There is a small, rocky beach at the bottom that is covered in water with the waves, which are large, and again, at an angle.
>>153360
She enters the curio store, greeting the clerk or owner when she comes in. Is Mustard following her?
She enters the curio store, greeting the clerk or owner when she comes in. Is Mustard following her?
>>153361
Mustard Trim moves over to the railing, placing his hooves over the railing and looking out. After Amber moves, he follows with her.
Entering into the store, there is one clerk, a much older stallion. The store has things like sea shell trinkets, model ships, mugs, name plates, and so forth, as well as a few someone practical items like fish bobbers. The walls are varnished wooden planks.
>>153362
"Hehehe" She smiles, and lays her head back on the loveseat, letting Dark Star do as he wills
Mustard Trim moves over to the railing, placing his hooves over the railing and looking out. After Amber moves, he follows with her.
Entering into the store, there is one clerk, a much older stallion. The store has things like sea shell trinkets, model ships, mugs, name plates, and so forth, as well as a few someone practical items like fish bobbers. The walls are varnished wooden planks.
>>153362
"Hehehe" She smiles, and lays her head back on the loveseat, letting Dark Star do as he wills
>>153369
"Somepony seems to like that."
He Laughs softly as it does, and Gently kisses and then licks her nipple
"Somepony seems to like that."
He Laughs softly as it does, and Gently kisses and then licks her nipple
>>153371
To think
That could be Amber getting her teets sucked in a hotel loveseat
>friend
lol demoted
"Sure" He says, equally eager. He stands over by a shelf, evidently looking at model ships
>>153370
It grows firmer with each lick. Her right leg kicks, and she giggles more
>>153372
"Well... I'm a bit... I don't know. I don't do that much group stuff, really."
To think
That could be Amber getting her teets sucked in a hotel loveseat
>friend
lol demoted
"Sure" He says, equally eager. He stands over by a shelf, evidently looking at model ships
>>153370
It grows firmer with each lick. Her right leg kicks, and she giggles more
>>153372
"Well... I'm a bit... I don't know. I don't do that much group stuff, really."
>>153374
L-lewd
She follows him and looks at the odd wooden models. "Woah, how did you make ones these small? Are these for breezies?"
L-lewd
She follows him and looks at the odd wooden models. "Woah, how did you make ones these small? Are these for breezies?"
>>153375
The small teat is sucked almost into his mouth, and Dark Star gets a feel of her smooth, grey skin as it grows more firm. The other teat is pressed in, with the nipple moving to the side and rolling around as Dark Star moves it.
"Hehe..."
>>153376
It's... well, it's wooden ships.
"This one is a ship of the line. Second rate. Not quite the strongest." He makes a small laugh at the breezies joke, and moves a little closer to look at the ship model as if seriously considering it's utility to breezies.
>>153377
"I don't know..." He looks away
The small teat is sucked almost into his mouth, and Dark Star gets a feel of her smooth, grey skin as it grows more firm. The other teat is pressed in, with the nipple moving to the side and rolling around as Dark Star moves it.
"Hehe..."
>>153376
It's... well, it's wooden ships.
"This one is a ship of the line. Second rate. Not quite the strongest." He makes a small laugh at the breezies joke, and moves a little closer to look at the ship model as if seriously considering it's utility to breezies.
>>153377
"I don't know..." He looks away
>>153378
She looks confused, glancing at the little crafted wooden boats with their masses of sails and riggings. "I'd forgotten you know about these things. How can you tell one from another?"
She looks confused, glancing at the little crafted wooden boats with their masses of sails and riggings. "I'd forgotten you know about these things. How can you tell one from another?"
>>153379
"I like ships. The old ones, especially. I tried to make a model ship with my father and older brother when I was younger."
He raises a hoof at the model
"There's three decks of guns and... less than 50 on this side, I think. That makes it a ship of the line. Second rate."
>>153380
Dark Star has to almost move off of the loveseat to do this.
It is worth it. Dark Star sees her thick, grey labia, and her pink heart-shaped clitoris eagerly poking out between her lips. It's moist at the taste.
"I like ships. The old ones, especially. I tried to make a model ship with my father and older brother when I was younger."
He raises a hoof at the model
"There's three decks of guns and... less than 50 on this side, I think. That makes it a ship of the line. Second rate."
>>153380
Dark Star has to almost move off of the loveseat to do this.
It is worth it. Dark Star sees her thick, grey labia, and her pink heart-shaped clitoris eagerly poking out between her lips. It's moist at the taste.
>>153381
"Sounds tough, with all those small parts…if it's got more than fifty guns, is it first-rate?"
"Sounds tough, with all those small parts…if it's got more than fifty guns, is it first-rate?"
>>153384
"Gee, that sounds difficult. I wouldn't know where to start. Did you make all of these, mister?" She turns to face the clerk.
She feels a disturbance in the Force, as if ponies are engaged in lewd acts outside of marriage, without the express purpose of procreation, and during NNN to boot
"Gee, that sounds difficult. I wouldn't know where to start. Did you make all of these, mister?" She turns to face the clerk.
She feels a disturbance in the Force, as if ponies are engaged in lewd acts outside of marriage, without the express purpose of procreation, and during NNN to boot
>>153385
She feels the moral fabric of society slowly, but perhaps inevitably begin to unravel, like a thread pulled from a woven shirt
>>153385
"Oh, no." He answers
"I think a shop in Fillydelphia makes them. Pretty interesting though."
>>153386
"Hehehe"
Dark Star can feel her winking clitoris pull in, then out again, and her vagina slowly moisten to an even greater degree. Both nipples are firm by now.
>>153387
"I'm, uh... kind of shy" He answers
She feels the moral fabric of society slowly, but perhaps inevitably begin to unravel, like a thread pulled from a woven shirt
>>153385
"Oh, no." He answers
"I think a shop in Fillydelphia makes them. Pretty interesting though."
>>153386
"Hehehe"
Dark Star can feel her winking clitoris pull in, then out again, and her vagina slowly moisten to an even greater degree. Both nipples are firm by now.
>>153387
"I'm, uh... kind of shy" He answers
>>153388
"Oh." The answer disappoints her but it's not the least bit surprising. "Well then, should we head down while there's light out?"
"Oh." The answer disappoints her but it's not the least bit surprising. "Well then, should we head down while there's light out?"
>>153388
Silver smiles.
"It is usually good ones who are shy. You are smart, friendly, and kind colt, Mint. Look how quickly you became friends with Mala."
Silver smiles.
"It is usually good ones who are shy. You are smart, friendly, and kind colt, Mint. Look how quickly you became friends with Mala."
>>153391
The small bead of pink flesh gives way slightly at the suck. Her wings start to spread apart, until one touches the ground, and the other moves up the back of the loveseat.
"Hehehe""
>>153389
"Yeah" Mustard Trim says, taking another, perhaps final look at the model ships, still intrigued by them.
>>153390
"Well..." He smiles, however. "What would I do though?"
The small bead of pink flesh gives way slightly at the suck. Her wings start to spread apart, until one touches the ground, and the other moves up the back of the loveseat.
"Hehehe""
>>153389
"Yeah" Mustard Trim says, taking another, perhaps final look at the model ships, still intrigued by them.
>>153390
"Well..." He smiles, however. "What would I do though?"
>>153392
"You could give advice on costume, for example. Help to improve it and make it more representive. And they could always use extra sets of stagehooves to run play from backstage."
"You could give advice on costume, for example. Help to improve it and make it more representive. And they could always use extra sets of stagehooves to run play from backstage."
>>153385
Also, in fairness, it's January in game
>>153393
Past the diner is another set of railing. Mustard Trim doesn't follow her immediately, but quickly catches up, and attempts to take the lead. The two move past the diner, and to a small trail that goes alongside the cliff, and then to a set of wooden stairs that go down closer to the water. There's a nook along the rock with a set of old railing just above a rocky beach that must be covered in high tide, but is mostly above water at the moment. Waves crash, and roll over the rocky beach.
Also, in fairness, it's January in game
>>153393
Past the diner is another set of railing. Mustard Trim doesn't follow her immediately, but quickly catches up, and attempts to take the lead. The two move past the diner, and to a small trail that goes alongside the cliff, and then to a set of wooden stairs that go down closer to the water. There's a nook along the rock with a set of old railing just above a rocky beach that must be covered in high tide, but is mostly above water at the moment. Waves crash, and roll over the rocky beach.
>>153395
She steps down the stairs cautiously, as if she's afraid of somehow falling down, and she stays behind Mustard as they approach the nook. "Do you know if any pirates ever came here?" she asks.
She steps down the stairs cautiously, as if she's afraid of somehow falling down, and she stays behind Mustard as they approach the nook. "Do you know if any pirates ever came here?" she asks.
>>153401
"I've been pretty lucky today. Let me see if the streak keeps up" He says
He walks further down along the nook, running his hoof along the wet, rock wall, and walking over the very edges of the protected area.
"I've been pretty lucky today. Let me see if the streak keeps up" He says
He walks further down along the nook, running his hoof along the wet, rock wall, and walking over the very edges of the protected area.
>>153392
Back had to help put the door on a cabinet
He Moves down from Her clit, as he starts Licking Around Her Labia,Before Licking Her slit
Back had to help put the door on a cabinet
He Moves down from Her clit, as he starts Licking Around Her Labia,Before Licking Her slit
>>153403
She stops giggling, but she takes a deep breath. He can feel her fur at the edges of the thick skin on her labia. Her vagina moves open slightly, and Dark Star can feel her walls part as his tongue moves deeper inside.
>>153404
"I don't know... I haven't really been feeling okay since... you know..."
She stops giggling, but she takes a deep breath. He can feel her fur at the edges of the thick skin on her labia. Her vagina moves open slightly, and Dark Star can feel her walls part as his tongue moves deeper inside.
>>153404
"I don't know... I haven't really been feeling okay since... you know..."
>>153402
Amber squeezes below the railing and jumps down onto the rocky beach. She looks around the area.
Amber squeezes below the railing and jumps down onto the rocky beach. She looks around the area.
>>153405
"I know. I do not know many grown ponies who could have come back from...that...as well as you did. You are strong, Mint Marine. I would give you hug to reassure you, but I do not know if you are contact-adverse."
"I know. I do not know many grown ponies who could have come back from...that...as well as you did. You are strong, Mint Marine. I would give you hug to reassure you, but I do not know if you are contact-adverse."
>>153406
Mustard Trim blinks, and then jumps over the railing, although his hind legs nearly get caught on the railing.
The rock is uneven, with puddles in lower areas, and some raised sections that are comparatively dry. The rock at least could be slippery, and with the waves as they are, Amber would not want to get caught in the water. Some areas are solid eroded basalt, and some are covered in the gravel of decayed cliff face.
For the moment, Mustard Trim remains closer to the rockface, and stares out over the water.
>>153407
Blue Skies begins to moan. Her clitoris winks again, and still more liquid flows into her vagina.
Her wing stretches, and rubs against the floor.
>>153408
"I can take a hug" he says
Mustard Trim blinks, and then jumps over the railing, although his hind legs nearly get caught on the railing.
The rock is uneven, with puddles in lower areas, and some raised sections that are comparatively dry. The rock at least could be slippery, and with the waves as they are, Amber would not want to get caught in the water. Some areas are solid eroded basalt, and some are covered in the gravel of decayed cliff face.
For the moment, Mustard Trim remains closer to the rockface, and stares out over the water.
>>153407
Blue Skies begins to moan. Her clitoris winks again, and still more liquid flows into her vagina.
Her wing stretches, and rubs against the floor.
>>153408
"I can take a hug" he says
>>153409
She carefully balances on the rocks as she makes her way along the cliff. She sets her hooves on the soggy gravel and digs into it at parts, as if she might find something just underneath at parts.
She carefully balances on the rocks as she makes her way along the cliff. She sets her hooves on the soggy gravel and digs into it at parts, as if she might find something just underneath at parts.
>>153409
Silver scoots a bit closer to Mint Marine, wraps a foreleg around him, and side hugs the poor colt.
Silver scoots a bit closer to Mint Marine, wraps a foreleg around him, and side hugs the poor colt.
>>153411
She's a little small for both hoof and tongue. All the same, she is rubbed, outside and in. She moans a bit more, leabing her head back, and pressing her hindlegs down, pushing her lips even closer to his muzzle
>>153410
She finds... basalt. And in some areas, more gravel and rocks.
Mustard Trim looks down, and starts digging with his hooves as well.
>>153412
"Heh" he breathes out.
He is small
She's a little small for both hoof and tongue. All the same, she is rubbed, outside and in. She moans a bit more, leabing her head back, and pressing her hindlegs down, pushing her lips even closer to his muzzle
>>153410
She finds... basalt. And in some areas, more gravel and rocks.
Mustard Trim looks down, and starts digging with his hooves as well.
>>153412
"Heh" he breathes out.
He is small
>>153413
He brings his other foreleg around to properly hug Mint. Silver's fur is, again, quite fluffy, making it feel like Mint is hugging a giant teddy bear with a pony inside.
He brings his other foreleg around to properly hug Mint. Silver's fur is, again, quite fluffy, making it feel like Mint is hugging a giant teddy bear with a pony inside.
>>153413
He Slides his Tongue out of Her pussy, as he gets back on the Loveseat and then on top of Blue
He Slides his Tongue out of Her pussy, as he gets back on the Loveseat and then on top of Blue
>>153413
She keeps digging, looking out in the direction of the sunset and wondering what lands lay off beyond that sea.
Geography check: [1d20+4 = (1+4) = 5]
She keeps digging, looking out in the direction of the sunset and wondering what lands lay off beyond that sea.
Geography check: [1d20+4 = (1+4) = 5]
>>153414
He doesn't seem entirely comfortable. All the same, he opens his forelegs, and attempts to wrap his forehooves around Silver.
>>153415
As he pulls his tongue out, her vagina is open well enough he could peer into her, if only the lighting allowed.
She looks up at him and meets him with a malign smile, and places her forelegs on him.
"You have my attention" She says
>>153416
Pretty sure it's the Dragon lands
He doesn't seem entirely comfortable. All the same, he opens his forelegs, and attempts to wrap his forehooves around Silver.
>>153415
As he pulls his tongue out, her vagina is open well enough he could peer into her, if only the lighting allowed.
She looks up at him and meets him with a malign smile, and places her forelegs on him.
"You have my attention" She says
>>153416
Pretty sure it's the Dragon lands
>>153417
Amber remarks to Mustard, "Way off in the distance must be the Dragon Lands. Do you ever wonder what is happening over there?"
Amber remarks to Mustard, "Way off in the distance must be the Dragon Lands. Do you ever wonder what is happening over there?"
>>153420
"Hehe" Her thigh twitches, and then moves it a little closer to her center. She moves her muzzle up, and rubs her nose against his
>>153418
"Uh, I think it's more like Fillydelphia. Uh, not really? I'm kind of okay with being far away from dragons, to be honest."
>>153419
He smiles widely
"T-thank you."
"Hehe" Her thigh twitches, and then moves it a little closer to her center. She moves her muzzle up, and rubs her nose against his
>>153418
"Uh, I think it's more like Fillydelphia. Uh, not really? I'm kind of okay with being far away from dragons, to be honest."
>>153419
He smiles widely
"T-thank you."
>>153421
He looks down at the small colt after another couple seconds of hugging.
"Alright, I can tell you are not so into hug. We can stop if you wish."
He looks down at the small colt after another couple seconds of hugging.
"Alright, I can tell you are not so into hug. We can stop if you wish."
>>153426
Her lips part as he rubs against her flesh.
She breathes through the kiss, slowly opening her mouth wider, and meeting her tongue against his.
Her lips part as he rubs against her flesh.
She breathes through the kiss, slowly opening her mouth wider, and meeting her tongue against his.
>>153421
"I can't help but agree. Good thing there aren't any dragons in Baltimare, as far as I can tell."
"I can't help but agree. Good thing there aren't any dragons in Baltimare, as far as I can tell."
>>153437
bourger
"Shucks. I'll keep an eye out then." She digs a little more intently, her fetlocks now covered with grains of silt.
bourger
"Shucks. I'll keep an eye out then." She digs a little more intently, her fetlocks now covered with grains of silt.
>>153445
She picks up the clamshell with her mouth, not minding the grit, and puts it aside before resuming.
She picks up the clamshell with her mouth, not minding the grit, and puts it aside before resuming.
>>153451
Amber moves aside a set of rocks to unearth a crab that grabs onto her leg, just above her hoof
Amber moves aside a set of rocks to unearth a crab that grabs onto her leg, just above her hoof
>>153453
Caramel Glaze walks around, and sits down nearby, keeping an eye on Mala and keeping Silver between Mala and himself.
>>153454
Mustard Trim immediately comes over
"What is it?" He laughs, and then tries to stifle the laugh as he walks over.
He tries to help bat the crab off, if that is remotely close to possible with how Amber slings her foreleg around.
>>153455
waits
Caramel Glaze walks around, and sits down nearby, keeping an eye on Mala and keeping Silver between Mala and himself.
>>153454
Mustard Trim immediately comes over
"What is it?" He laughs, and then tries to stifle the laugh as he walks over.
He tries to help bat the crab off, if that is remotely close to possible with how Amber slings her foreleg around.
>>153455
waits
>>153456
Amber continues to panic and shouts, "It won't come off!" The decent-sized crustacean has latched onto her like a snake, it could be a matter of life or death!
Amber continues to panic and shouts, "It won't come off!" The decent-sized crustacean has latched onto her like a snake, it could be a matter of life or death!
>>153457
Oh noes
Mustard Trim must surely have understood there would come a time that his role and value as a protector would be tested. That long-dreaded time has arrived.
He bats at the fiendish crustacean with his forehoof
[1d20+1 = (18+1) = 19]
Oh noes
Mustard Trim must surely have understood there would come a time that his role and value as a protector would be tested. That long-dreaded time has arrived.
He bats at the fiendish crustacean with his forehoof
[1d20+1 = (18+1) = 19]
>>153462
He comes up to her, and unless she resists firmly, he takes her hoof, holds it up, and attempts to look at the wound, moving her fur out of the way.
“Wow. He got you.” He says
“Yeah, these are quite a bit bigger than they are back in Blackwater. I wonder if this one is feeding off any of the stuff dumped in the bay, or maybe North Point.”
He comes up to her, and unless she resists firmly, he takes her hoof, holds it up, and attempts to look at the wound, moving her fur out of the way.
“Wow. He got you.” He says
“Yeah, these are quite a bit bigger than they are back in Blackwater. I wonder if this one is feeding off any of the stuff dumped in the bay, or maybe North Point.”
>>153464
She doesn't resist, letting him inspect her. It's a small and shallow puncture wound, but the surrounding fur is muddy and ought to be cleaned off. "At first I thought it might've been a snake, then I'd have cause to worry. It just caught me by surprise, that's all."
She doesn't resist, letting him inspect her. It's a small and shallow puncture wound, but the surrounding fur is muddy and ought to be cleaned off. "At first I thought it might've been a snake, then I'd have cause to worry. It just caught me by surprise, that's all."
>>153467
Amber rolls her eyes. "I was expecting clams, not creatures that grab you. Did you find anything?"
Amber rolls her eyes. "I was expecting clams, not creatures that grab you. Did you find anything?"
>>153469
"Oh well, it was a silly idea anyway. I'm glad to have come here regardless." She picks up the clam shell with her mouth and clambers back into the nook.
"Oh well, it was a silly idea anyway. I'm glad to have come here regardless." She picks up the clam shell with her mouth and clambers back into the nook.
>>153470
"I'm glad to as well."
It's a little harder to get over the railing to go in than to go out, and the cut irritates her in the process. Mustard Trim climbs over the railing as well, and starts up the path.
>>153471
She receives him, and Dark Star can feel her warm, wet grasp start to push against him. She kisses him, almost sucking in air through his mouth.
"I'm glad to as well."
It's a little harder to get over the railing to go in than to go out, and the cut irritates her in the process. Mustard Trim climbs over the railing as well, and starts up the path.
>>153471
She receives him, and Dark Star can feel her warm, wet grasp start to push against him. She kisses him, almost sucking in air through his mouth.
>>153473
Mustard Trim also starts to laugh as he walks up the stairs. Whether he knows why is harder to say
Mustard Trim also starts to laugh as he walks up the stairs. Whether he knows why is harder to say
>>153474
"I was thinking about jumping into the water, but it's hardly good weather for that. Too much shivering just to touch the ocean."
"I was thinking about jumping into the water, but it's hardly good weather for that. Too much shivering just to touch the ocean."
>>153475
"Not here" he says
"The water movement is too strong. There are better places for swimming elsewhere" He says
"And it's cold."
The wind is rather strong here, with wind blowing parallel to the shoreline. Both ponies are likely a little wetter from the ocean spray.
"Not here" he says
"The water movement is too strong. There are better places for swimming elsewhere" He says
"And it's cold."
The wind is rather strong here, with wind blowing parallel to the shoreline. Both ponies are likely a little wetter from the ocean spray.
>>153477
She lets go for a moment, letting him ease further in, Then she tries to clamp down on him further. Cool air moves along Dark Star's back, along with a chill, whether from the ceiling fan, an open window, or even her own wings blowing air upon him. She presses her hind legs down, thrusting her lower body a little closer to his, then pulling back in her own reciprocating motion.
>>153478
"Well, let's go into this diner here." And the two presumably move in.
She lets go for a moment, letting him ease further in, Then she tries to clamp down on him further. Cool air moves along Dark Star's back, along with a chill, whether from the ceiling fan, an open window, or even her own wings blowing air upon him. She presses her hind legs down, thrusting her lower body a little closer to his, then pulling back in her own reciprocating motion.
>>153478
"Well, let's go into this diner here." And the two presumably move in.
>>153480
It's not a diner in a traditional sense, more of a proper restaurant, with wooden walls and tables. There are not many ponies, nor is it large. But there are some.
>>153481
She begins to moan lightly with an "umph" each time he trusts in. She continues pushing herself up and into him in movements of her own, sometimes up and down as well as in and out. She lets her muzzle move to the side of his head, and she keeps her left foreleg over his shoulder, as the right foreleg falls to her side.
It's not a diner in a traditional sense, more of a proper restaurant, with wooden walls and tables. There are not many ponies, nor is it large. But there are some.
>>153481
She begins to moan lightly with an "umph" each time he trusts in. She continues pushing herself up and into him in movements of her own, sometimes up and down as well as in and out. She lets her muzzle move to the side of his head, and she keeps her left foreleg over his shoulder, as the right foreleg falls to her side.
>>153482
She looks, or asks, for a bathroom to wash up in. Presumably there are also empty tables available.
She looks, or asks, for a bathroom to wash up in. Presumably there are also empty tables available.
>>153482
He wraps His forelegs around her shoulders, Holding Her as He Picks up Speed with his thrusting
He wraps His forelegs around her shoulders, Holding Her as He Picks up Speed with his thrusting
>>153484
Yes, in the back. And yes.
>>153483
He starts to talk about the colossal octopus, an incredibly large creature that can wrap its tentacles around ships.
>>153485
"Ah!" She tries to hold back sound, but doesn't entirely succeed, and closes her mouth. Her stifled moans are almost like a whine.
She places both forelegs over him, and tries to hold onto him. Lower, she continues to try to thrust with him, and attempts to clamp onto him with her vaginal walls in rhythmic motion, though she is too slow to match his increasing speed
Yes, in the back. And yes.
>>153483
He starts to talk about the colossal octopus, an incredibly large creature that can wrap its tentacles around ships.
>>153485
"Ah!" She tries to hold back sound, but doesn't entirely succeed, and closes her mouth. Her stifled moans are almost like a whine.
She places both forelegs over him, and tries to hold onto him. Lower, she continues to try to thrust with him, and attempts to clamp onto him with her vaginal walls in rhythmic motion, though she is too slow to match his increasing speed
>>153486
She heads back and washes her hooves quite thoroughly, ensuring infection won't result from that minor incident. Then, she takes a seat at one of the tables and looks at the menu. "I wonder if they have seafood here?"
She heads back and washes her hooves quite thoroughly, ensuring infection won't result from that minor incident. Then, she takes a seat at one of the tables and looks at the menu. "I wonder if they have seafood here?"
>>153486
He grins as she Trys Stifles a moan, He Trys to Reach Down and Rub Her Clit as he continues at this pace of thrusts
He grins as she Trys Stifles a moan, He Trys to Reach Down and Rub Her Clit as he continues at this pace of thrusts
>>153490
Dark Star gets a feel of her clitoris, her labia, and his own body as he moves in and out. She stops, at least momentarily in her own movements, and lets Dark Star do to her as he pleases
Dark Star gets a feel of her clitoris, her labia, and his own body as he moves in and out. She stops, at least momentarily in her own movements, and lets Dark Star do to her as he pleases
>>153489
"I wonder if they still can sink entire ships. On one hoof, sinks have generally gotten smaller since age of sail. On other, they are now stronger and heavier."
"I wonder if they still can sink entire ships. On one hoof, sinks have generally gotten smaller since age of sail. On other, they are now stronger and heavier."
>>153494
She again tries to stifle a moan as she starts moving with him again, pressing against him and pulling away, until she suddenly stops, and her vaginal walls clamp down on him hard.
She again tries to stifle a moan as she starts moving with him again, pressing against him and pulling away, until she suddenly stops, and her vaginal walls clamp down on him hard.
>>153495
He Bites His Lip as She Clamps down on him,Trying not to Release to soon. He Slows down Slightly. as he Kisses her Neck Harder.
He Bites His Lip as She Clamps down on him,Trying not to Release to soon. He Slows down Slightly. as he Kisses her Neck Harder.
>>153496
She places her forehooves around his neck, and tries to pull him in harder.
She lets off down below, and he can feel a movement inside that sucks inwards. After many seconds of lying still, she starts moving her pelvis again
She places her forehooves around his neck, and tries to pull him in harder.
She lets off down below, and he can feel a movement inside that sucks inwards. After many seconds of lying still, she starts moving her pelvis again
>>153497
He Moans as he kisses her neck,He Continues Rubbing her clit as he Begins to pick up speed again He aims for Her Gspot
He Moans as he kisses her neck,He Continues Rubbing her clit as he Begins to pick up speed again He aims for Her Gspot
>>153498
"Ah!"
She moans again, then catches herself. She begins again the motion of applying more pressure onto him, then letting go. She also moves up and down, letting him hit different parts of her wet and warm walls with each trust.
"Ah!"
She moans again, then catches herself. She begins again the motion of applying more pressure onto him, then letting go. She also moves up and down, letting him hit different parts of her wet and warm walls with each trust.
>>153502
She attempts to move her forelegs around his lower body, to wrap herself around him. Another cool chill, and perhaps more unseen fluttering.
She attempts to move her forelegs around his lower body, to wrap herself around him. Another cool chill, and perhaps more unseen fluttering.
>>153504
It fades.
She clamps down on him. Hard. She tries to press herself as close to him as she can manage. Tough it gives him less room to move, it forces him deeper inside her.
It fades.
She clamps down on him. Hard. She tries to press herself as close to him as she can manage. Tough it gives him less room to move, it forces him deeper inside her.
>>153508
Her leg twitches, though she doesn't react much. She still tries to move with him, pulling away and pressing into him.
She tries to use his ear to muffle the grunts from her own mouth.
Her leg twitches, though she doesn't react much. She still tries to move with him, pulling away and pressing into him.
She tries to use his ear to muffle the grunts from her own mouth.
>>153510
She has to move away until she lays beneath him, eyes unable to focus, and muzzle upwards, facing towards the ceiling above. She then buries her muzzle into his chest fur, and suppresses a scream, trying to prevent the other occupants of the building from hearing her.
She has to move away until she lays beneath him, eyes unable to focus, and muzzle upwards, facing towards the ceiling above. She then buries her muzzle into his chest fur, and suppresses a scream, trying to prevent the other occupants of the building from hearing her.
>>153516
And again, she moves her upper body away from him, lying on her back, and looking upwards at nothing in particular.
Her neck fur is short and soft.
And again, she moves her upper body away from him, lying on her back, and looking upwards at nothing in particular.
Her neck fur is short and soft.
>>153518
Her wings spread wider, and against the floor and the back of the loveseat.
"Do it" She says
She clamps down on him, and moves away just enough to give him more room to move
Her wings spread wider, and against the floor and the back of the loveseat.
"Do it" She says
She clamps down on him, and moves away just enough to give him more room to move
>>153520
"Ah!"
He can feel some movement from her inside of her, and she moves slightly further away. Her wings flutter, and she leans her head back
"Ah!"
He can feel some movement from her inside of her, and she moves slightly further away. Her wings flutter, and she leans her head back
>>153523
She takes several heavy breathes, and tries to pull herself up towards him with her forelegs, to press her chest against his. But her lower body, her wings, and her hind legs, fall limp as if in exhaustion. Her eyes remain unfocused, as if in a daze.
She takes several heavy breathes, and tries to pull herself up towards him with her forelegs, to press her chest against his. But her lower body, her wings, and her hind legs, fall limp as if in exhaustion. Her eyes remain unfocused, as if in a daze.
>>153527
She presses the end of her muzzle to his in a kiss. Soft, perhaps a bit less passionate than before, with her rubbing his nose against his.
She presses the end of her muzzle to his in a kiss. Soft, perhaps a bit less passionate than before, with her rubbing his nose against his.
>>153532
He Smirks
"Judging by that scream,it was a little better than alright. you still seem a little loopy"
He Smirks
"Judging by that scream,it was a little better than alright. you still seem a little loopy"
>>153533
"It's just... a little late is all." She lowers a hoof from around his back, and then presses it to his chest, and rubs, as if to pet him.
"Was that savory enough?"
"It's just... a little late is all." She lowers a hoof from around his back, and then presses it to his chest, and rubs, as if to pet him.
"Was that savory enough?"
>>153535
coo
She lets herself fall down to his forelegs, and relaxes on the loveseat.
"I like that you change your coat. It's almost like a new stallion."
coo
She lets herself fall down to his forelegs, and relaxes on the loveseat.
"I like that you change your coat. It's almost like a new stallion."
>>153537
She nods, pleased. She takes her hoof, and rubs it across his cheek
"Think you can die happy now?"
She nods, pleased. She takes her hoof, and rubs it across his cheek
"Think you can die happy now?"
>>153541
She spends a moment looking at him, and then moves her forelegs around him, embracing him in a hug. She pulls her head up, and whispers in his ear
"Is it me?"
She spends a moment looking at him, and then moves her forelegs around him, embracing him in a hug. She pulls her head up, and whispers in his ear
"Is it me?"
>>153556
"History,Some basic science. My Brother Loved philosophy. they tried teaching me math but im not very good at that."
"History,Some basic science. My Brother Loved philosophy. they tried teaching me math but im not very good at that."
>>153559
She smiles almost smuggly.
"That makes more sense. Equestria is actually more similar to Nimbusia than I thought. Earth ponies don't really gain much from education, and they usually don't receive it. When they do, it's usually technical. Unicorns have some creativity and business sense, but really they don't have the virtue to take it a good direction on their own. A pegasus, however, loves and is improved by philosophy, literature, and history."
She blinks
"Just an earth pony having a pegasus brother is a bit... different, though."
She smiles almost smuggly.
"That makes more sense. Equestria is actually more similar to Nimbusia than I thought. Earth ponies don't really gain much from education, and they usually don't receive it. When they do, it's usually technical. Unicorns have some creativity and business sense, but really they don't have the virtue to take it a good direction on their own. A pegasus, however, loves and is improved by philosophy, literature, and history."
She blinks
"Just an earth pony having a pegasus brother is a bit... different, though."
>>153561
"I mean... how do I put this. There wasn't really any miscegenation on a large scale. It happened, but not really officially. So pegasi mares wouldn't really give birth to earth pony or unicorn foals, and if they did, it was a scandal. Earth ponies and unicorns would give birth to pegasi more often but, well, it's not really like here."
"I mean... how do I put this. There wasn't really any miscegenation on a large scale. It happened, but not really officially. So pegasi mares wouldn't really give birth to earth pony or unicorn foals, and if they did, it was a scandal. Earth ponies and unicorns would give birth to pegasi more often but, well, it's not really like here."
>>153563
"That if I saw a family like yours in Nimbusia of farmers where one foal is a pegasus, but it's an earth pony family, I would assume some pegasus colt was taking out his sexual frustrations on the helots."
"That if I saw a family like yours in Nimbusia of farmers where one foal is a pegasus, but it's an earth pony family, I would assume some pegasus colt was taking out his sexual frustrations on the helots."
>>153565
"What? No?"
She scoots back, repositioning herself so that she is no longer lying on her back, so much as sitting up. Her head moves in front of Dark Star, and rises closer to his level, while he wings are folded neatly to her back.
"What? No?"
She scoots back, repositioning herself so that she is no longer lying on her back, so much as sitting up. Her head moves in front of Dark Star, and rises closer to his level, while he wings are folded neatly to her back.
>>153568
"Nothing. Just that, well, in Nimbusia, the races didn't really mix. You married somepony of the same race. Your place and role in society was in large part determined by your race. You made a point of showing your ancestry was pure going back generations. When you slept with somepony of a different race, you kept it secret and did it in the dark, because you knew it was something that would bring shame if brought to light. And the villages and towns would even be separate. There would even be separate quarters in the large cities for unicorns that sometimes had walls around them.
And here, in Equestria, well it's more like that than it isn't, but it's not the same. The races sometimes all live in the same city. They sleep together without hiding it, and they even go so far as to marry each other. It's different."
"Nothing. Just that, well, in Nimbusia, the races didn't really mix. You married somepony of the same race. Your place and role in society was in large part determined by your race. You made a point of showing your ancestry was pure going back generations. When you slept with somepony of a different race, you kept it secret and did it in the dark, because you knew it was something that would bring shame if brought to light. And the villages and towns would even be separate. There would even be separate quarters in the large cities for unicorns that sometimes had walls around them.
And here, in Equestria, well it's more like that than it isn't, but it's not the same. The races sometimes all live in the same city. They sleep together without hiding it, and they even go so far as to marry each other. It's different."
>>153570
"Dark Star, my brother spent a decade trying to undermine my standing in our family and alienate me from my father because he thought that I was the child of my mother's infidelity. I'm not implying anything about your family, and I am definitely not casting judgement.
I think your brother has a father or grandfather or great grand father or great great grand father or some ancestor somewhere who was a Pegasus, because that's where pegasi come from. If he doesn't, then I don't know how to explain him, unless maybe the unicorns or zebras made some kind of spell or potion to turn foals into unicorns, and I don't think they'd want to do that."
"Dark Star, my brother spent a decade trying to undermine my standing in our family and alienate me from my father because he thought that I was the child of my mother's infidelity. I'm not implying anything about your family, and I am definitely not casting judgement.
I think your brother has a father or grandfather or great grand father or great great grand father or some ancestor somewhere who was a Pegasus, because that's where pegasi come from. If he doesn't, then I don't know how to explain him, unless maybe the unicorns or zebras made some kind of spell or potion to turn foals into unicorns, and I don't think they'd want to do that."
>>153571
He Gets a Mixture of Realization and Sorrow for her story
"Im Sorry That Happend,Blue. and im sorry i got a little defensive there."
He Hugs her
He Gets a Mixture of Realization and Sorrow for her story
"Im Sorry That Happend,Blue. and im sorry i got a little defensive there."
He Hugs her
>>153572
The little pony is hugged
"I forgive you. This time."
She extends her legs, and hugs him in return
"But if she did and he is, I think you should love them both all the same."
The little pony is hugged
"I forgive you. This time."
She extends her legs, and hugs him in return
"But if she did and he is, I think you should love them both all the same."
>>153573
Sorry for the delay got some ramen
"That....would need some- I Would Need time to think about that if it were the case."
Sorry for the delay got some ramen
"That....would need some- I Would Need time to think about that if it were the case."
>>153573
But what flavor was it?
She pulls away from the hug, and looks him in the eyes, contemplating his response for several moments. Then she moves her head a little closer, and speaks into his ear at a volume just above a whisper.
"What if the reason he's a pegasus in an earth pony family... is because he's actually a changeling."
But what flavor was it?
She pulls away from the hug, and looks him in the eyes, contemplating his response for several moments. Then she moves her head a little closer, and speaks into his ear at a volume just above a whisper.
"What if the reason he's a pegasus in an earth pony family... is because he's actually a changeling."
>>153575
He Looks at the Ground in thought, as if Recalling every experience he ever had with his brother, stays quiet for a few seconds then says.
"No, Thats impossible.if he were a changeling i..I Would have known.It's Impossible."
Korean BBQ. ive never had actual Korean bbq so i dont know how accurate the taste is. But i like it.
He Looks at the Ground in thought, as if Recalling every experience he ever had with his brother, stays quiet for a few seconds then says.
"No, Thats impossible.if he were a changeling i..I Would have known.It's Impossible."
Korean BBQ. ive never had actual Korean bbq so i dont know how accurate the taste is. But i like it.
>>153576
Interesting. I've never heard of that
She looks at him seriously in silence for several moments. Then, like a dam burst, she smiles. Then she snickers. Then she burst out laughing
"Bahaha! He'd be a very confused Changeling. I'm just messing with you, Darkie."
Interesting. I've never heard of that
She looks at him seriously in silence for several moments. Then, like a dam burst, she smiles. Then she snickers. Then she burst out laughing
"Bahaha! He'd be a very confused Changeling. I'm just messing with you, Darkie."
>>153577
He Breathes a sigh of relief and then joins her in laughing
"Good, i think its time for me to get some sleep though."
Its in a Cup, Nissin Makes them. Its stir fry style
He Breathes a sigh of relief and then joins her in laughing
"Good, i think its time for me to get some sleep though."
Its in a Cup, Nissin Makes them. Its stir fry style
>>153580
"I think so. I am on standby."
She rubs him more
"We're moving to take control of the Comte investigation."
"I think so. I am on standby."
She rubs him more
"We're moving to take control of the Comte investigation."
>>153581
"Im Gonna miss you."
He smiles
His eyes go wide as she tells him about comte
"Wait? Really Thats big news"
"Im Gonna miss you."
He smiles
His eyes go wide as she tells him about comte
"Wait? Really Thats big news"
>>153582
She smiles likewise, though the smile slowly fades as her expression becomes more serious.
"Yes. Yes it is. And don't tell anypony about it until it's over. I only found out because I was there for it at the beginning."
She smiles likewise, though the smile slowly fades as her expression becomes more serious.
"Yes. Yes it is. And don't tell anypony about it until it's over. I only found out because I was there for it at the beginning."
>>153584
She smiles, and then moves her hoof up to ruffle Dark Star's mane on his neck
"That's the spirit."
She moves further up, and moves her legs so that she can stand up, and off of the loveseat.
She smiles, and then moves her hoof up to ruffle Dark Star's mane on his neck
"That's the spirit."
She moves further up, and moves her legs so that she can stand up, and off of the loveseat.
>>153585
"Wait." He says
He gets up and walks over to his saddle bag, and gets out his leather jacket, and walks back over to her
"Wait." He says
He gets up and walks over to his saddle bag, and gets out his leather jacket, and walks back over to her
>>153587
"i want you to wear it while you're out.It'll Keep you warm."
He smiles and her and gives her the jacket
"i want you to wear it while you're out.It'll Keep you warm."
He smiles and her and gives her the jacket
>>153588
She smiles a bit wider
"Oh Dark Star. That's sweet of you."
She bats her eyes at him
"They would prefer I wear my officer's uniform, since this particular operation is a 'marked' official event. But I appreciate the sentiment."
She smiles a bit wider
"Oh Dark Star. That's sweet of you."
She bats her eyes at him
"They would prefer I wear my officer's uniform, since this particular operation is a 'marked' official event. But I appreciate the sentiment."
>>153590
"You know... I think I'll take it. Just in case." She says, standing up next to the loveseat.
She takes the jacket from him, and places it over her shoulder.
"You know... I think I'll take it. Just in case." She says, standing up next to the loveseat.
She takes the jacket from him, and places it over her shoulder.
>>153592
squeaky
The little pony is hugged, with a mixture of soft fur, muscle, bone, and feather underneath.
When the hug is done, she kisses him.
squeaky
The little pony is hugged, with a mixture of soft fur, muscle, bone, and feather underneath.
When the hug is done, she kisses him.
>>153596
Even as they lock lips, she pulls hers back in a smile. She breaks the kiss eventually, and moves over to the table. As she walks away, Dark Star may enjoy the view of her moving her tail down as she tries to hide Dark Star's handiwork.
Even as they lock lips, she pulls hers back in a smile. She breaks the kiss eventually, and moves over to the table. As she walks away, Dark Star may enjoy the view of her moving her tail down as she tries to hide Dark Star's handiwork.
>>153598
It's definitely cold in the room. Dark Star may wonder if the heater is on for the upper levels at night at all.
She moves over to the table and places Dark Star's jacket on a chair as she takes her own black vest, and puts it on. Then she picks up her badge, and her .38 Special in its holster.
She looks young, reasonably thin but reasonably muscular with a well maintained coat and mane. Her black cotton vest covers her upper body, but her lower body remains naked. She keeps her tail close to her hindquarters as mares are expected to do.
Once this is done, she takes Dark Star's jacket, and casually places it over her back, not putting her legs through the sleeves. It's leather, thicker, and larger than her, making it sort of fit like this.
It's definitely cold in the room. Dark Star may wonder if the heater is on for the upper levels at night at all.
She moves over to the table and places Dark Star's jacket on a chair as she takes her own black vest, and puts it on. Then she picks up her badge, and her .38 Special in its holster.
She looks young, reasonably thin but reasonably muscular with a well maintained coat and mane. Her black cotton vest covers her upper body, but her lower body remains naked. She keeps her tail close to her hindquarters as mares are expected to do.
Once this is done, she takes Dark Star's jacket, and casually places it over her back, not putting her legs through the sleeves. It's leather, thicker, and larger than her, making it sort of fit like this.
>>153600
She turns to him
"Huh?"
She tilts her head. After a moment, she says
"Well, sort of. There are only so many ponies up here, so they don't always keep the heat on the halls on, to save on cost. I keep it kind of cold in here."
She turns to him
"Huh?"
She tilts her head. After a moment, she says
"Well, sort of. There are only so many ponies up here, so they don't always keep the heat on the halls on, to save on cost. I keep it kind of cold in here."
>>153606
"Just.. clean that up." She gets up, and goes towards the door
"Good thing I have a thick jacket on this cold night." She says, with an overly sweet voice
"Just.. clean that up." She gets up, and goes towards the door
"Good thing I have a thick jacket on this cold night." She says, with an overly sweet voice
>>153607
He Gets out of the bed and grabs a paper towel and cleans the couch
"Im Glad you do too."
He smiles at Her
He Gets out of the bed and grabs a paper towel and cleans the couch
"Im Glad you do too."
He smiles at Her
>>153608
"I'll see you, Darkie." She says, turning to smile to him, then opening the door, and walking out.
"I'll see you, Darkie." She says, turning to smile to him, then opening the door, and walking out.
>>153609
"See you."
He Walks back over to the bed and then he Gets into it and covers up, Trying to warm up. He Shivers Slightly
"See you."
He Walks back over to the bed and then he Gets into it and covers up, Trying to warm up. He Shivers Slightly
>>153610
He does feel a little warmer now. Doubtless he'll feel much warmer once his body has warmed the sheets.
It's been a long day, and it just might be a longer day tomorrow
He does feel a little warmer now. Doubtless he'll feel much warmer once his body has warmed the sheets.
It's been a long day, and it just might be a longer day tomorrow
>>153612
And so, Dark Star soon falls asleep. What thoughts occupy his mind in those moments before, who can say?
And so, Dark Star soon falls asleep. What thoughts occupy his mind in those moments before, who can say?
>>153616
Dark Star's dreams, or at least, his recollection of his dreams, are a set of individual scenes with no obvious interconnection. Indeed, he has more recollection of the emotional imprint the scenes left on him. But what he recalls is the following
At a dining table in some half-lit white room, some sort of attractive young unicorn mare - with effort, Dark Star can identify her as Mars Loaf - converses with Dark Star. She tells him that her made the right choice in having the affair that produced his brother, and that more mares should stand up for themselves like that.
In another scene, a set of stallions in black suits walk down stone steps away from the Ionic columns of a government building. At the center walks a stallion that Dark Star can't make out the details of, but whom he understands to be Comte Burgher, a stallion he has only ever seen in pictures. But what leaves a greater impression, is the sound of cheering, and clapping, from a horde of ponies who surround the steps, and cheer him on.
Finally, Dark Star is in the Baltimare Convention Center, listening to a speech, just the same as he listened to from Golden Morning the week before. But Golden Morning is not the presenter. Rather, it's the speaker he heard in the university, earlier that day giving the speech. Exactly what ideas he is advocating, Dark Star does not retain in his memory. What he does remember, is the speaker saying that he feels the administration of Princesses Twilight and Celestia has been very receptive to his message, and that things are heading in the right direction.
And besides these, Dark Star feels emotions of revulsion, fear, and disgust.
Dark Star's dreams, or at least, his recollection of his dreams, are a set of individual scenes with no obvious interconnection. Indeed, he has more recollection of the emotional imprint the scenes left on him. But what he recalls is the following
At a dining table in some half-lit white room, some sort of attractive young unicorn mare - with effort, Dark Star can identify her as Mars Loaf - converses with Dark Star. She tells him that her made the right choice in having the affair that produced his brother, and that more mares should stand up for themselves like that.
In another scene, a set of stallions in black suits walk down stone steps away from the Ionic columns of a government building. At the center walks a stallion that Dark Star can't make out the details of, but whom he understands to be Comte Burgher, a stallion he has only ever seen in pictures. But what leaves a greater impression, is the sound of cheering, and clapping, from a horde of ponies who surround the steps, and cheer him on.
Finally, Dark Star is in the Baltimare Convention Center, listening to a speech, just the same as he listened to from Golden Morning the week before. But Golden Morning is not the presenter. Rather, it's the speaker he heard in the university, earlier that day giving the speech. Exactly what ideas he is advocating, Dark Star does not retain in his memory. What he does remember, is the speaker saying that he feels the administration of Princesses Twilight and Celestia has been very receptive to his message, and that things are heading in the right direction.
And besides these, Dark Star feels emotions of revulsion, fear, and disgust.
>>153618
Dark Star wakes up to light in the room. He still feels tired, very tired.
Something is different this morning versus others. Actually, something is different this morning than in any other morning in his life. For the first time, Dark Star wakes up to find Blue Skies sleeping in the bed next to him. She's lying on her back, her chest visibly rising and falling with each breath, occupying the edge of the bed a little separated from Dark Star.
Dark Star wakes up to light in the room. He still feels tired, very tired.
Something is different this morning versus others. Actually, something is different this morning than in any other morning in his life. For the first time, Dark Star wakes up to find Blue Skies sleeping in the bed next to him. She's lying on her back, her chest visibly rising and falling with each breath, occupying the edge of the bed a little separated from Dark Star.
>>153619
He Smiles as he sees her.
But he trys not to wake her.as he gets out of bed. and moves quietly towards the bathroom
He Smiles as he sees her.
But he trys not to wake her.as he gets out of bed. and moves quietly towards the bathroom
>>153622
It's probably very refreshing after all of this time.
He retains the dyed yellow fur of "Solar Night," which persists through the hot water and soap.
It's probably very refreshing after all of this time.
He retains the dyed yellow fur of "Solar Night," which persists through the hot water and soap.
>>153627
In the room, Dark Star can see Blue Skies, lying on her belly, and trying to brush her mane near the night stand
In the room, Dark Star can see Blue Skies, lying on her belly, and trying to brush her mane near the night stand
>>153631
He's only medium sneaky
She looks up to Dark Star as he approaches, with no immediate words for him.
He's only medium sneaky
She looks up to Dark Star as he approaches, with no immediate words for him.
>>153634
"Oh,I'm Sorry."
He walks up to her
"I Tried not to wake you up. What time did you get in last night?"
"Oh,I'm Sorry."
He walks up to her
"I Tried not to wake you up. What time did you get in last night?"
>>153637
7:06 AM.
She lies on her belly, forelegs in front of her, mostly under the covers, with her head and ears poking out.
7:06 AM.
She lies on her belly, forelegs in front of her, mostly under the covers, with her head and ears poking out.
>>153639
She turns to look back to him, and Dark Star can see, or perhaps even feel, her long tail
"How did you get in, anyways?"
She turns to look back to him, and Dark Star can see, or perhaps even feel, her long tail
"How did you get in, anyways?"
>>153640
He Smiles as he feels her tell,and cuddles Her
"Well i may have never Been to school but im very Good in social situations."
He Smiles as he feels her tell,and cuddles Her
"Well i may have never Been to school but im very Good in social situations."
>>153641
pony is cuddled
pony is soft
“But like… don’t they require school grades, or a test, or something?”
pony is cuddled
pony is soft
“But like… don’t they require school grades, or a test, or something?”
>>153645
"Good luck" she says
"How are you infiltrating them, anyways? I see you have a new coat and all, but, well, I'm curious."
"Good luck" she says
"How are you infiltrating them, anyways? I see you have a new coat and all, but, well, I'm curious."
>>153649
"You'll need to. I don't think I need to explain to you how bad it could be if you're caught."
"You'll need to. I don't think I need to explain to you how bad it could be if you're caught."
>>153650
"Im Fully aware of how bad things could get."
He Grabs his bag and shows her the revolvers at the bottom wrapped in linen
"I Think ill be ok"
"Im Fully aware of how bad things could get."
He Grabs his bag and shows her the revolvers at the bottom wrapped in linen
"I Think ill be ok"
>>153652
"Don't Worry. i keep them at the very bottom. I Appreciate your Concern though."
He Smiles back
"Don't Worry. i keep them at the very bottom. I Appreciate your Concern though."
He Smiles back
>>153667
A waitress - a small, pink earth pony filly with a braided yellow mane, and who is in the same cohort as Amber and Mustard Trim - walks up to them. Her voice is high, and she's a little bubbly
"Hello, my name is Blossum. Welcome to Wrecker's Reef. What can I get for you to drink?"
>>153666
"What?!"
She is shocked at these allegations
A waitress - a small, pink earth pony filly with a braided yellow mane, and who is in the same cohort as Amber and Mustard Trim - walks up to them. Her voice is high, and she's a little bubbly
"Hello, my name is Blossum. Welcome to Wrecker's Reef. What can I get for you to drink?"
>>153666
"What?!"
She is shocked at these allegations
>>153669
"Hmmmm...." She seems to ponder this question for a moment
"Yes! Yes we do." She says
She looks over to Mustard Trim,
"I'll have a sweat tea" he says
He blinks, then says,
"No wait. I'll have a hot chocolate too."
"Hmmmm...." She seems to ponder this question for a moment
"Yes! Yes we do." She says
She looks over to Mustard Trim,
"I'll have a sweat tea" he says
He blinks, then says,
"No wait. I'll have a hot chocolate too."
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>>153672
Amber turns back to him. "I'm not sure how this establishment stays open in the winter months. I don't think many ponies come here. Besides us, that is."
Amber turns back to him. "I'm not sure how this establishment stays open in the winter months. I don't think many ponies come here. Besides us, that is."
>>153673
Or rather, he's thurs tea.
This prompts him to look around at the patronage of the restaurant. It appears that winter is indeed the off-season.
Or rather, he's thurs tea.
This prompts him to look around at the patronage of the restaurant. It appears that winter is indeed the off-season.
>>153675
"Yeah, this is nice."
A window above the booth gives a view of the cliffs and the setting sun. He gazes outside.
"Yeah, this is nice."
A window above the booth gives a view of the cliffs and the setting sun. He gazes outside.
But of course, the sunset is to be enjoyed, so she follows his gaze to the great beyond.
>>153678
The sun is almost parallel to the cost line, and off to the left just enough so that the whole of the orange orb is visible, surrounded by clouds on the horizon. The coast itself is a series of black and then grey rock cliffs, with a grassy hill beyond on the right.
He stares out the window for a while, before turning his gaze to Amber.
>>153678
surprised pony face
The sun is almost parallel to the cost line, and off to the left just enough so that the whole of the orange orb is visible, surrounded by clouds on the horizon. The coast itself is a series of black and then grey rock cliffs, with a grassy hill beyond on the right.
He stares out the window for a while, before turning his gaze to Amber.
>>153678
surprised pony face
>>153679
She stares out, mesmerized. "Gosh, it's beautiful…I wonder what painters came to this same exact spot, at this time in the evening…"
She stares out, mesmerized. "Gosh, it's beautiful…I wonder what painters came to this same exact spot, at this time in the evening…"
>>153683
"You know..." He says, "I didn't think of that. It is kind of like a picture, isn't it?"
He takes his forelegs, and holds them up in two parallel lines, looking through them at Amber
>>153682
"Well, I'm still in charge over you in your role as a Voluntary Assistant. So it would be a bit embarrassing to lose you on duty."
"You know..." He says, "I didn't think of that. It is kind of like a picture, isn't it?"
He takes his forelegs, and holds them up in two parallel lines, looking through them at Amber
>>153682
"Well, I'm still in charge over you in your role as a Voluntary Assistant. So it would be a bit embarrassing to lose you on duty."
>>153684
She doesn't seem to take notice of what he's doing. "It sure is. The ocean isn't a place I've thought about so much, but there's something magical about it and the waves."
She doesn't seem to take notice of what he's doing. "It sure is. The ocean isn't a place I've thought about so much, but there's something magical about it and the waves."
>>153688
"It seems to stretch on forever, yet always changes with its waves. And it doesn't care one whit what ponies do, it'll always be there."
"It seems to stretch on forever, yet always changes with its waves. And it doesn't care one whit what ponies do, it'll always be there."
>>153689
scrunch
>>153690
"Yeah. You got that right. I liked watching the larger ships on the horizon at Blackwater, some nights. Or watching the estuary fill up with water at high tide. I didn't really think of the water as this violent thing. It wasn't violent like it is here. It was more... stable. Steady."
scrunch
>>153690
"Yeah. You got that right. I liked watching the larger ships on the horizon at Blackwater, some nights. Or watching the estuary fill up with water at high tide. I didn't really think of the water as this violent thing. It wasn't violent like it is here. It was more... stable. Steady."
>>153696
"Oh, they didn't head there, mostly. Just passing by on their way in and out of Baltimare harbor, I think."
The hot chocolte is reasonably hot and decently chocolatey. The second marshmellow might be a bit much, and disturb the flavor. It's a bit on the thinner side, and sadly Amber may suspect they used hot water instead of, or in addition to hot milk.
"This is good" He says, sipping it, flinching after he evidently burns his tongue, and then sipping more cautiously.
>>153697
"Oh really? And what are you going to do about that?"
"Oh, they didn't head there, mostly. Just passing by on their way in and out of Baltimare harbor, I think."
The hot chocolte is reasonably hot and decently chocolatey. The second marshmellow might be a bit much, and disturb the flavor. It's a bit on the thinner side, and sadly Amber may suspect they used hot water instead of, or in addition to hot milk.
"This is good" He says, sipping it, flinching after he evidently burns his tongue, and then sipping more cautiously.
>>153697
"Oh really? And what are you going to do about that?"
>>153700
"Well, i think ill go grab a bite to eat before i have to head to the campus"
He kisses Her Nose
"Well, i think ill go grab a bite to eat before i have to head to the campus"
He kisses Her Nose
>>153701
Snoot is kissed
She closes her eyes and her head moves back
"OKay. Maybe it's better if your new persona and I weren't seen together in public."
Snoot is kissed
She closes her eyes and her head moves back
"OKay. Maybe it's better if your new persona and I weren't seen together in public."
>>153704
He Gets up, Grabs his beige overcoat and glasses and heads out the door as he blows blue a kiss
He Gets up, Grabs his beige overcoat and glasses and heads out the door as he blows blue a kiss
>>153705
She moves her tail around from under the covers as Dark Star, or rather, Solar Night leaves.
She moves her tail around from under the covers as Dark Star, or rather, Solar Night leaves.
>>153707
Just keep smiling through, like you always do. Till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away.
Just keep smiling through, like you always do. Till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away.
>>153709
Down the hallway and down the stairs, there are ponies downstairs. Fewer questions are asked of a pony already inside the building than one who enters, and so Dark Star is allowed to move unopposed.
Down the hallway and down the stairs, there are ponies downstairs. Fewer questions are asked of a pony already inside the building than one who enters, and so Dark Star is allowed to move unopposed.
>>153711
In he goes. Dark Star actually has to wait a few minutes, though he manages to get in.
"Yes?" He asks
In he goes. Dark Star actually has to wait a few minutes, though he manages to get in.
"Yes?" He asks
>>153713
"Good Morning Dark Star. What brings you here?" He says, rolling in his chair a little closer. He speaks a little more quickly and less warmly than the last several times that Dark Star has seen him.
"Good Morning Dark Star. What brings you here?" He says, rolling in his chair a little closer. He speaks a little more quickly and less warmly than the last several times that Dark Star has seen him.
>>153714
"I Was just wondering if everything at the college was taken care of,in order for me to enroll,Sit."
"I Was just wondering if everything at the college was taken care of,in order for me to enroll,Sit."
>>153715
"Well, let's see. We have here a letter saying that you've 'been admitted' and have chosen to enroll. The tuition I'm not sure has been taken care of. We haven't registered you for classes. That's a bit more micromanaging than we're willing to do. Take this letter to the administration in person. It should match another letter we've planted in their files. You need to register for classes. And don't be surprised if something somewhere isn't in their files. Delay them if you have to."
"Well, let's see. We have here a letter saying that you've 'been admitted' and have chosen to enroll. The tuition I'm not sure has been taken care of. We haven't registered you for classes. That's a bit more micromanaging than we're willing to do. Take this letter to the administration in person. It should match another letter we've planted in their files. You need to register for classes. And don't be surprised if something somewhere isn't in their files. Delay them if you have to."
>>153717
He takes the letter. Note that the letter, which has the University's seal and a date on it from about a month ago, pertains solely to Solar Night's enrollment.
He takes the letter. Note that the letter, which has the University's seal and a date on it from about a month ago, pertains solely to Solar Night's enrollment.
>>153727
The white unicorn Secretary (if he could be said to know her), and Dusty Outback. Felipe is probably around, but he doesn’t see him
The white unicorn Secretary (if he could be said to know her), and Dusty Outback. Felipe is probably around, but he doesn’t see him
>>153731
He’s a bit older, and he looks over to Dark Star with a calm, phlegmatic expression as he walks over
He’s a bit older, and he looks over to Dark Star with a calm, phlegmatic expression as he walks over
>>153736
He Puts his Hoof to his chin in thought
"Hmmmmm i Don't think so. But tell me do you remember a dark red pony with a black mane running around here causing all kinds of problems?"
He Puts his Hoof to his chin in thought
"Hmmmmm i Don't think so. But tell me do you remember a dark red pony with a black mane running around here causing all kinds of problems?"
>>153769
He nods
"So... what are you trying to do, exactly? Or is this one of those things it's best I not know?"
He nods
"So... what are you trying to do, exactly? Or is this one of those things it's best I not know?"
>>153773
"Just thought I'd Drop by and say hello."
He Shakes his hoof
"I Better get going, Need to catch some Breakfast"
"Just thought I'd Drop by and say hello."
He Shakes his hoof
"I Better get going, Need to catch some Breakfast"
>>153776
He extends a hoof. His shake is relatively firm, but somewhat fast and jerky.
"Nice of you to drop by. Take care." He says
He extends a hoof. His shake is relatively firm, but somewhat fast and jerky.
"Nice of you to drop by. Take care." He says
>>153781
The door is at the end of a long hallway. It is guarded by a yellow pegasus, though he stands outside and does not stop or question Dark Star.
The door is at the end of a long hallway. It is guarded by a yellow pegasus, though he stands outside and does not stop or question Dark Star.
>>153787
The building takes up most of the block, maybe something like a parking garage or a utilities structure
The building takes up most of the block, maybe something like a parking garage or a utilities structure
>>153790
Dark Star finds an exit that leads past a laundry room, and to a cooling unit and a water tower.
Dark Star finds an exit that leads past a laundry room, and to a cooling unit and a water tower.
>>153793
It's a structure maybe 30 feet above ground, and 15 feet wide. There's a thick set of wooden support beams, and a small building at the bottom with a steel door
It's a structure maybe 30 feet above ground, and 15 feet wide. There's a thick set of wooden support beams, and a small building at the bottom with a steel door
>>153797
It's a back area on the lot, not supposed to be the main view of hotel room windows. Concrete and brick. There is a brick wall around most of it
It's a back area on the lot, not supposed to be the main view of hotel room windows. Concrete and brick. There is a brick wall around most of it
>>153804
A cart and it's driver trots past. At least one pony on the opposite sidewalk. Looks like another hotel across the street.
A cart and it's driver trots past. At least one pony on the opposite sidewalk. Looks like another hotel across the street.
>>153810
The thing about the city is that almost anything you want, you can find, if only you have the patience and money.
Dark Star eventually can find waffles, or pancakes, or something a bit different, if so desired
The thing about the city is that almost anything you want, you can find, if only you have the patience and money.
Dark Star eventually can find waffles, or pancakes, or something a bit different, if so desired
>>153816
Small. A kind of "shotgun shell" build like many bars have; long and thin. There is a counter on one side with a tall, thin stallion - likely a Saddle Arabian or one of that variety - and a few tables on the opposite wall. The light is a bit yellow
Small. A kind of "shotgun shell" build like many bars have; long and thin. There is a counter on one side with a tall, thin stallion - likely a Saddle Arabian or one of that variety - and a few tables on the opposite wall. The light is a bit yellow
>>153818
One pony. Looks to be a fairly young female unicorn, kind of a lavender or very light purple color, leaning back in her seat at a table further back. She is holding a book.
The stallion behind the counter is actually further back, evidently cooking something on a pan. He is a shade of brown, and his horn is long and curves slightly.
One pony. Looks to be a fairly young female unicorn, kind of a lavender or very light purple color, leaning back in her seat at a table further back. She is holding a book.
The stallion behind the counter is actually further back, evidently cooking something on a pan. He is a shade of brown, and his horn is long and curves slightly.
>>153822
Yellow and black striped cover. Title: "The Lonely Hunter"
The stallion comes up to Solar Night
"What can I do for you this morning"
And yes, there is an accent
Yellow and black striped cover. Title: "The Lonely Hunter"
The stallion comes up to Solar Night
"What can I do for you this morning"
And yes, there is an accent
>>153836
She raises an eyebrow, and again waits a moment before replying. All the same, she replies:
"It's about two deaf and mute friends."
She raises an eyebrow, and again waits a moment before replying. All the same, she replies:
"It's about two deaf and mute friends."
>>153838
Another delay in replying, but it ends with her closing the book and saying,
"Yes. They live together in a small town, and communicate by sign language."
Another delay in replying, but it ends with her closing the book and saying,
"Yes. They live together in a small town, and communicate by sign language."
>>153880
"How do you not know?" She asks
And at this time, the stallion walks over to the counter with his extra spicy falafel
"How do you not know?" She asks
And at this time, the stallion walks over to the counter with his extra spicy falafel
>>153888
How does a drill sergeant in time of war look on at his graduating class when he wishes them the best of luck, but knowing they are not prepared still, and they are being sent to the slaughter? Dark Star now knows, because he sees this expression on the stallion's face
How does a drill sergeant in time of war look on at his graduating class when he wishes them the best of luck, but knowing they are not prepared still, and they are being sent to the slaughter? Dark Star now knows, because he sees this expression on the stallion's face
>>153522
"Well, like the Devil Whale." He says "I suppose it's called different things by different cultures."
"Well, like the Devil Whale." He says "I suppose it's called different things by different cultures."
>>153908
"Yes, giant cetacean-like creatures as big as ships that prey on anything in the sea." He says, with a wide smile and a little excitement
"Yes, giant cetacean-like creatures as big as ships that prey on anything in the sea." He says, with a wide smile and a little excitement
>>153910
“Well, everywhere, I suppose. Out in the open ocean. They don’t really venture much into shallow seas. You wouldn’t see one in the harbor, for instance. They are migratory, moving from the southern oceans, to the tropics, to the north, depending on the time of year. But sometimes they stay around favored spots.”
“Well, everywhere, I suppose. Out in the open ocean. They don’t really venture much into shallow seas. You wouldn’t see one in the harbor, for instance. They are migratory, moving from the southern oceans, to the tropics, to the north, depending on the time of year. But sometimes they stay around favored spots.”
>>153911
"I imagine they have had many incidents as submarines are developed and become more advanced."
"I imagine they have had many incidents as submarines are developed and become more advanced."
>>153917
Mint Marine picks out a big book with many pictures. He opens it, and starts showing Silver the pictures.
“Here’s the Bumyip. Oh, and the Litoral Sea Dragon!”
He points with his hoof
>>153918
Dark Star does not remain so composed in this bite, coughing, perhaps even spitting out the spicy falafel.
Mint Marine picks out a big book with many pictures. He opens it, and starts showing Silver the pictures.
“Here’s the Bumyip. Oh, and the Litoral Sea Dragon!”
He points with his hoof
>>153918
Dark Star does not remain so composed in this bite, coughing, perhaps even spitting out the spicy falafel.
>>153919
Silver keeps any dirty jokes about litoral safely stored away in his mind.
"Bumyip sounds like funny name. You seem excited about this kind of sea dragon."
He looks at what Mint is pointing out.
Silver keeps any dirty jokes about litoral safely stored away in his mind.
"Bumyip sounds like funny name. You seem excited about this kind of sea dragon."
He looks at what Mint is pointing out.
>>153923
Dark Star Clears his throat
"Its Really Good, a little Spicy."
As his tongue tingles and burns
What is the mare doing all this time?
Dark Star Clears his throat
"Its Really Good, a little Spicy."
As his tongue tingles and burns
What is the mare doing all this time?
>>153924
The Litoral Sea Dragon appears to be a permutation of a sea serpent. The example in the image is of a very large blue snake-like creature with portions of its body above the water in “humps” with a coastline in the background.
“Uh, Bunyip.” The image is of a reptilian creature with a long neck and thick body, that in the image almost appears to fill the sand ecological role as an elephant, or manatee.
Mint Marine replies,
“Well yeah, it’s a pretty neat creature.”
>>153925
Dark Star’s throat burns just as surely as his tongue.
The mare seems to be in her seat, probably watching the scene before her.
The Litoral Sea Dragon appears to be a permutation of a sea serpent. The example in the image is of a very large blue snake-like creature with portions of its body above the water in “humps” with a coastline in the background.
“Uh, Bunyip.” The image is of a reptilian creature with a long neck and thick body, that in the image almost appears to fill the sand ecological role as an elephant, or manatee.
Mint Marine replies,
“Well yeah, it’s a pretty neat creature.”
>>153925
Dark Star’s throat burns just as surely as his tongue.
The mare seems to be in her seat, probably watching the scene before her.
>>153926
Dark Star Doesn't Drink any water.
"Have you ever seen anyone do that,my friend?'" he asks the saddle arabian
Dark Star Doesn't Drink any water.
"Have you ever seen anyone do that,my friend?'" he asks the saddle arabian
>>153930
The stallion nods
“It is sadly under used in this land.” He answers
“Many ponies live their whole lives eating bland food.”
The stallion nods
“It is sadly under used in this land.” He answers
“Many ponies live their whole lives eating bland food.”
>>153934
“Well, it’s different species in different areas. They usually prefer tropical and temperate waters, but there is one variety that lives in the far south. They are around every continent.”
“Well, it’s different species in different areas. They usually prefer tropical and temperate waters, but there is one variety that lives in the far south. They are around every continent.”
>>153955
She gives a wave of her hoof as he leaves.
In this area, it isn’t hard to hail a taxi. The campus is perhaps a mile away, driving straight through the city blocks, though there are many intersections.
She gives a wave of her hoof as he leaves.
In this area, it isn’t hard to hail a taxi. The campus is perhaps a mile away, driving straight through the city blocks, though there are many intersections.
The driver takes him to the campus directly, and Solar Night arrives at the edge of the campus.
>>153959
The campus has many large buildings, but one is identifiable as the administration building.
Sitting on the sidewalk outside of the entrance of the building is a certain familiar bat creature thing. Her head hangs low and towards the ground in a posture that looks like she is falling asleep sitting up, and her tail is wrapped around her. Her long, black mane obscures her face.
The campus has many large buildings, but one is identifiable as the administration building.
Sitting on the sidewalk outside of the entrance of the building is a certain familiar bat creature thing. Her head hangs low and towards the ground in a posture that looks like she is falling asleep sitting up, and her tail is wrapped around her. Her long, black mane obscures her face.
>>153961
Nadir's head rises, she turns it to Solar Night, and then quickly jumps up and lopes towards him, her hind hoof scraping against the concrete, and her wings coming lose and flopping down.
"Solar Night!" she says, and quickly approaches him.
"Uh, can you do it?"
>>153962
He contemplates this for a moment.
"Dolphins are neat. I think it would be nice to see them."
Nadir's head rises, she turns it to Solar Night, and then quickly jumps up and lopes towards him, her hind hoof scraping against the concrete, and her wings coming lose and flopping down.
"Solar Night!" she says, and quickly approaches him.
"Uh, can you do it?"
>>153962
He contemplates this for a moment.
"Dolphins are neat. I think it would be nice to see them."
>>153963
"I have heard they are extremely intelligent, almost as much as ponies, griffons, etc. It is also weird thinking of marine animal that is not fish or reptile."
"I have heard they are extremely intelligent, almost as much as ponies, griffons, etc. It is also weird thinking of marine animal that is not fish or reptile."
>>153964
"Many creatures are very intelligent. And there are many marine mammals in the water, like cetaceans or pinnipeds."
>>153965
She looks at the bits, confused, and then looks back up to Dark Star.
"But, you had a contact, right? Like, someone on the admissions council?" She looks up at him, clearly worried.
"Many creatures are very intelligent. And there are many marine mammals in the water, like cetaceans or pinnipeds."
>>153965
She looks at the bits, confused, and then looks back up to Dark Star.
"But, you had a contact, right? Like, someone on the admissions council?" She looks up at him, clearly worried.
>>153967
"Yes! Like those. They are also very intelligent" He looks away
"Which isn't a good thing..."
"Yes! Like those. They are also very intelligent" He looks away
"Which isn't a good thing..."
>>153968
"Hmm, no, but it is good thing they are stuck in deep ocean, and our ships are becoming stronger and better able to survive against creatures like that."
He pats the colt's back.
"Hmm, no, but it is good thing they are stuck in deep ocean, and our ships are becoming stronger and better able to survive against creatures like that."
He pats the colt's back.
>>153973
“Well, they say several things. You know about the hippogriffs, right? Some say it was always only the hippogriffs, while some say the hippogriffs got their pearl from somewhere else, while some claim the hippogriffs are not the only ones.”
“Well, they say several things. You know about the hippogriffs, right? Some say it was always only the hippogriffs, while some say the hippogriffs got their pearl from somewhere else, while some claim the hippogriffs are not the only ones.”
>>153977
She moves her tail from side to side
“I told my mother about you after she came home from shift work. She got upset at me. She said you were lying to me and I shouldn’t believe you.”
>>153978
“Well… yeah. Like, a pony in Fillydelphia some years back produced jewelry he said was from a hidden tribe of sea ponies. I’ve heard of similar jewelry being found in the nets of trawlers, or in the stomachs of devil whales and sea serpents.”
She moves her tail from side to side
“I told my mother about you after she came home from shift work. She got upset at me. She said you were lying to me and I shouldn’t believe you.”
>>153978
“Well… yeah. Like, a pony in Fillydelphia some years back produced jewelry he said was from a hidden tribe of sea ponies. I’ve heard of similar jewelry being found in the nets of trawlers, or in the stomachs of devil whales and sea serpents.”
>>153979
"I wonder when we will discover them. Maybe it will be you someday as adult, make you famous world over."
"I wonder when we will discover them. Maybe it will be you someday as adult, make you famous world over."
>>153982
“She says things like that all the time. I didn’t tell her about the party or the alcohol you gave me because I knew she wouldn’t like that. But I had to tell her about the university and about you. I don’t know. She says a lot of things. She tells me not to trust stallions. I knew you would come for me. I was afraid you wouldn’t, but I knew you would. I sat outside waiting on you. I thought that at worst it was a cruel prank. I had to try, because I wasn’t going to go here unless you helped me.”
She speaks quickly and excitedly
>>153983
“Uh… well… there’s lots of fishes out there.”
“She says things like that all the time. I didn’t tell her about the party or the alcohol you gave me because I knew she wouldn’t like that. But I had to tell her about the university and about you. I don’t know. She says a lot of things. She tells me not to trust stallions. I knew you would come for me. I was afraid you wouldn’t, but I knew you would. I sat outside waiting on you. I thought that at worst it was a cruel prank. I had to try, because I wasn’t going to go here unless you helped me.”
She speaks quickly and excitedly
>>153983
“Uh… well… there’s lots of fishes out there.”
>>153984
He Hugs her
"You can trust me. I Promised i would help you, and here i am. Sorry i was a little late though, i was grabbing a little Breakfast Falafel."
He Hugs her
"You can trust me. I Promised i would help you, and here i am. Sorry i was a little late though, i was grabbing a little Breakfast Falafel."
>>153985
“There’s sharks. Lots of sharks actually.” He points a hoof at the page, then flips it. “Deep sea angler fish…” he flips the page “and cod.”
“There’s sharks. Lots of sharks actually.” He points a hoof at the page, then flips it. “Deep sea angler fish…” he flips the page “and cod.”
>>153994
She lowers her ears
“Well, that you were just lying to me to get me to sleep with you and that you’d leave me shortly after. And that I should remember what the earth ponies did to us in Del Manantial. But she’s said things like that to me before and I knew she’d say that. What she said that was really bad was… um…” she sits down, and taps her forehooves together while still looking down, ears down. Then she makes a very high pitched squeaking noise that may be words, but is rather annoying.
>>153995
He points at a few more fish, and spouts a few more pieces of trivia.
She lowers her ears
“Well, that you were just lying to me to get me to sleep with you and that you’d leave me shortly after. And that I should remember what the earth ponies did to us in Del Manantial. But she’s said things like that to me before and I knew she’d say that. What she said that was really bad was… um…” she sits down, and taps her forehooves together while still looking down, ears down. Then she makes a very high pitched squeaking noise that may be words, but is rather annoying.
>>153995
He points at a few more fish, and spouts a few more pieces of trivia.
>>153996
Silver listens closely and attentively, seemingly genuinely interested in learning about Mint's passion.
Silver listens closely and attentively, seemingly genuinely interested in learning about Mint's passion.
>>153997
What is said next can hardly be heard under the poorly kept, dark mane that hides her eyes and face as it droops down towards the ground. Indeed, she has to get asked to repeat it. But what she whispers is the following:
”She said that if you really did pay for the tuition, it was probably so you could prostitute me, or, or, or let you’d friend use me. She says that I should be grateful for her factory wages to help support me.”
>>153998
He goes through page by page
What is said next can hardly be heard under the poorly kept, dark mane that hides her eyes and face as it droops down towards the ground. Indeed, she has to get asked to repeat it. But what she whispers is the following:
”She said that if you really did pay for the tuition, it was probably so you could prostitute me, or, or, or let you’d friend use me. She says that I should be grateful for her factory wages to help support me.”
>>153998
He goes through page by page
>>153999
Silver asks Mint a question.
"What do you think of freshwater creatures, as opposed to saltwater creatures?"
Silver asks Mint a question.
"What do you think of freshwater creatures, as opposed to saltwater creatures?"
>>154000
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bat pony zebra thing is hugged
She leans into the hug, pressing against his fur.
“I think she’s jealous and insecure. She’s afraid you really can provide more help to me than she can. I think she’s projecting her life experiences onto me. But you’re not like that. You’re different, I know.”
>>154001
“I like them. I think it’s neat in something like a pond, having a whole ocean in miniature.”
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bat pony zebra thing is hugged
She leans into the hug, pressing against his fur.
“I think she’s jealous and insecure. She’s afraid you really can provide more help to me than she can. I think she’s projecting her life experiences onto me. But you’re not like that. You’re different, I know.”
>>154001
“I like them. I think it’s neat in something like a pond, having a whole ocean in miniature.”
>>154005
"I know, but that does not mean water is not cold here this time of year. When it warms up, not only will fish be more active, but it will be nice and cool on warm day."
"I know, but that does not mean water is not cold here this time of year. When it warms up, not only will fish be more active, but it will be nice and cool on warm day."
>>154005
"Ok Wait here, i'll go take care of everything."
He Turns around to walk into the main admin building with a Mixed Feelings in his stomach
"Ok Wait here, i'll go take care of everything."
He Turns around to walk into the main admin building with a Mixed Feelings in his stomach
>>154007
Dark Star enters through double doors into a hallway with white tile floors, and blue walls.
Registration is upstairs, admissions is downstairs
Dark Star enters through double doors into a hallway with white tile floors, and blue walls.
Registration is upstairs, admissions is downstairs
>>154018
Silver nods.
"As colt, there were times I would take riverboat trip with my father. I liked it."
Silver nods.
"As colt, there were times I would take riverboat trip with my father. I liked it."
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>>154024
He smiles, and looks up at Silver
>>154025
“Well then, you’ll definitely have to talk to Mr. Varsity Blues. The semester has already started, and registration ends this week. You better have a good excuse, like paperwork lost in the revolt, or something. Go through the door, down the hall, on the left.”
He smiles, and looks up at Silver
>>154025
“Well then, you’ll definitely have to talk to Mr. Varsity Blues. The semester has already started, and registration ends this week. You better have a good excuse, like paperwork lost in the revolt, or something. Go through the door, down the hall, on the left.”
>>154027
Dark Star opens the wooden door and walks down the hallway, looking into the door on the left. Inside the office is a framed certificate, a potted plant, some kind of ottoman or something that is not entirely normal in an office, a bobble head, and behind a desk, a thin orange unicorn stallion with a bow tie.
>>154028
"Yes!" he says
Dark Star opens the wooden door and walks down the hallway, looking into the door on the left. Inside the office is a framed certificate, a potted plant, some kind of ottoman or something that is not entirely normal in an office, a bobble head, and behind a desk, a thin orange unicorn stallion with a bow tie.
>>154028
"Yes!" he says
>>154037
"Well she wants to Go here, but She fears the School would look down on Her because of Her Race."
"Well she wants to Go here, but She fears the School would look down on Her because of Her Race."
>>154039
"Well..."
he Steps slightly closer and whispers
"She's a Mixed race Individual, She is a BatPony Zebra."
"Well..."
he Steps slightly closer and whispers
"She's a Mixed race Individual, She is a BatPony Zebra."
>>154043
"Yes. We are complaint to regulations against discrimination on both the local and supra-governmental levels, and it is the policy of our current university president to increase diversity within the school."
"Yes. We are complaint to regulations against discrimination on both the local and supra-governmental levels, and it is the policy of our current university president to increase diversity within the school."
>>154045
"Well, she can apply with a 10 bit application fee, and be considered for the Fall semester."
"Well, she can apply with a 10 bit application fee, and be considered for the Fall semester."
>>154042
Silver is happy seeing Mint happy.
"Mala and I have to go soon, but it was great seeing you today, Mint. Thank you for sharing your passion for marine creatures with us. I will be looking forward to going on riverboat tour with you soon."
Silver is happy seeing Mint happy.
"Mala and I have to go soon, but it was great seeing you today, Mint. Thank you for sharing your passion for marine creatures with us. I will be looking forward to going on riverboat tour with you soon."
>>154057
"Ohhhhh...it hurts to see you saddened, but do not worry. It will not be long before I see you again."
"Ohhhhh...it hurts to see you saddened, but do not worry. It will not be long before I see you again."
>>154061
He looks at Mala while he speaks to Mint.
"We should have Mala come along too. You two seem to have become friends."
He looks at Mala while he speaks to Mint.
"We should have Mala come along too. You two seem to have become friends."
>>154064
Mala wags his tail
Mint Marine:
“I wish I had someone as strong as him to help and protect me before.”
Mala wags his tail
Mint Marine:
“I wish I had someone as strong as him to help and protect me before.”
>>154065
Silver turns his head and smiles at Mint.
"We will definitely have to bring him along next time, then. Stay safe, Mint."
Silver turns his head and smiles at Mint.
"We will definitely have to bring him along next time, then. Stay safe, Mint."
>>154068
Silver waves goodbye to Mint, and goes for the lobby with Mala. He asks a nun there if they're still rehearsing the play.
Silver waves goodbye to Mint, and goes for the lobby with Mala. He asks a nun there if they're still rehearsing the play.
>>154078
".... You're leaving already?"
White Orchid sits down, squishing the tail of the costume, and looks up at Silver.
".... You're leaving already?"
White Orchid sits down, squishing the tail of the costume, and looks up at Silver.
>>154096
The colt runs off, and after an amount of time that seems perhaps incredibly short, or excessively long, returns, trying to wrap a scarf on his neck
The colt runs off, and after an amount of time that seems perhaps incredibly short, or excessively long, returns, trying to wrap a scarf on his neck
>>154098
White Orchid:
“Yeah. Hopefully I won’t need a jacket” he says. He wears nothing besides the scarf
White Orchid:
“Yeah. Hopefully I won’t need a jacket” he says. He wears nothing besides the scarf
>>154101
"Alright, let us go then!"
Silver, White Orchid, and Mala if he wants to tag along, go to leave the orphanage, letting the colt direct the group.
"Alright, let us go then!"
Silver, White Orchid, and Mala if he wants to tag along, go to leave the orphanage, letting the colt direct the group.
>>154102
>and Mala if he wants to tag along
Mala, not really understanding where else he'd be welcome, tags along.
White Orchid moves ahead
"We went there once, in a group. I don't really remember exactly what it was called. But it was somewhere just down the road. I remember the burgers. It was pretty good, especially the fries."
>and Mala if he wants to tag along
Mala, not really understanding where else he'd be welcome, tags along.
White Orchid moves ahead
"We went there once, in a group. I don't really remember exactly what it was called. But it was somewhere just down the road. I remember the burgers. It was pretty good, especially the fries."
>>154104
He looks up, and away
"Years... maybe three, I think? Three and a half. A couple months after I came to the orphanage, I think. There was a ball game we went to. That was back before the war. It was fun."
He looks up, and away
"Years... maybe three, I think? Three and a half. A couple months after I came to the orphanage, I think. There was a ball game we went to. That was back before the war. It was fun."
>>154105
"What else have nuns taken you out for? It seems like rather long time since going for something as simple as burger."
"What else have nuns taken you out for? It seems like rather long time since going for something as simple as burger."
>>154107
"We should strive to change that. Or at least strive to take you out more for stuff such as this."
"We should strive to change that. Or at least strive to take you out more for stuff such as this."
>>154108
He wags his tail
“I haven’t been out much. Not besides where I’ve been with you and Dark Star.”
He wags his tail
“I haven’t been out much. Not besides where I’ve been with you and Dark Star.”
>>154109
"Dark Star is good pony like that. Is there anything you would like to do or anywhere you would like to go in near future?"
"Dark Star is good pony like that. Is there anything you would like to do or anywhere you would like to go in near future?"
>>154111
"Out of city sounds interesting. I remember you bought camping supplies last time we were out. Is that what you would do, go camping?"
"Out of city sounds interesting. I remember you bought camping supplies last time we were out. Is that what you would do, go camping?"
>>154112
"Camping would be fun" he says
"I think I remember my father saying something about going camping in the White Tail Woods once. We didn't actually go, I think. I was very young."
He pauses for a moment
"Or maybe not. It's been a long time
"Camping would be fun" he says
"I think I remember my father saying something about going camping in the White Tail Woods once. We didn't actually go, I think. I was very young."
He pauses for a moment
"Or maybe not. It's been a long time
>>154113
"Would you like to go camping sometime? I could teach you survival skills, how to properly use rifle, it would be fun."
"Would you like to go camping sometime? I could teach you survival skills, how to properly use rifle, it would be fun."
>>154117
Silver smiles at the colt.
"It will be. Next time I take you out, we will go camping, sounds good?"
Silver smiles at the colt.
"It will be. Next time I take you out, we will go camping, sounds good?"
>>154124
White Orchid's directions leave something to be desired, but Silver is able to locate a street with a burger location.
"I think that might be it" He says of the white building. It's Daydream Diner
White Orchid's directions leave something to be desired, but Silver is able to locate a street with a burger location.
"I think that might be it" He says of the white building. It's Daydream Diner
>>154126
The ponies plus Mala enter into the location
White Orchid looks around
"Hey. This is the place... I think" He looks unsure of himself, but mostly happy.
Going inside, the booths and tables tend to be white, with red synthetic fiber seats. You must approach the counter to order. Food items are listed on a black chalk board behind the counter, and include things like hayburgers and fries and such.
The ponies plus Mala enter into the location
White Orchid looks around
"Hey. This is the place... I think" He looks unsure of himself, but mostly happy.
Going inside, the booths and tables tend to be white, with red synthetic fiber seats. You must approach the counter to order. Food items are listed on a black chalk board behind the counter, and include things like hayburgers and fries and such.
>>154127
Silver reads the board for a minute before going up to the counter.
"Hello, can I have hayburger with cheese, with fry and cola? And whatever my companions wish to have as well."
Silver reads the board for a minute before going up to the counter.
"Hello, can I have hayburger with cheese, with fry and cola? And whatever my companions wish to have as well."
>>154128
The stallion accepting the order is a little older than may be expected for the role, but he looks physically disabled in his left foreleg. He answers “sure,”
But White Orchid answers,
“Oh! A hayburger and fries. Can I get a milkshake? Please? Please, can I?” He looks up at Silver
[1d3 = 1]
The stallion accepting the order is a little older than may be expected for the role, but he looks physically disabled in his left foreleg. He answers “sure,”
But White Orchid answers,
“Oh! A hayburger and fries. Can I get a milkshake? Please? Please, can I?” He looks up at Silver
[1d3 = 1]
>>154129
Silver looks down at White Orchid. Even if he was going to say no, there is no way he could deny the colt.
"Of course you can."
Silver looks down at White Orchid. Even if he was going to say no, there is no way he could deny the colt.
"Of course you can."
>>154131
"Thank you!"
Silver looks to White Orchid again, and motions to the available seating.
"Pick seat, White Orchid."
"Thank you!"
Silver looks to White Orchid again, and motions to the available seating.
"Pick seat, White Orchid."
>>154134
Mala sits on the edge, leaving the three alone in the booth.
The order number is 43, for what it matters
Mala sits on the edge, leaving the three alone in the booth.
The order number is 43, for what it matters
>>154135
That is good to know.
"This is cozy atmosphere. They certainly did not have places like this when I was colt in St. Petershoof."
That is good to know.
"This is cozy atmosphere. They certainly did not have places like this when I was colt in St. Petershoof."
>>154137
"There were few restaurants when I was colt, though sometimes stalls in market with foreign food goods, especially candies."
He smiles at his statement.
"I was not so different from you at your age. Though I was just little bit bigger. And spoke Cyrillic."
"There were few restaurants when I was colt, though sometimes stalls in market with foreign food goods, especially candies."
He smiles at his statement.
"I was not so different from you at your age. Though I was just little bit bigger. And spoke Cyrillic."
>>154143
Silver nods wholeheartedly.
"Very much like how my own sons were when they were your age, as well."
Silver nods wholeheartedly.
"Very much like how my own sons were when they were your age, as well."
>>154151
Does that mean it's being brought to the table, or does it have to be grabbed from the counter?
Does that mean it's being brought to the table, or does it have to be grabbed from the counter?
>>154152
It is brought to the table by the same dark orange stallion with a limp leg who was previously working the cash register. Two hayburgers, two sets of fries, and a milkshake.
It is brought to the table by the same dark orange stallion with a limp leg who was previously working the cash register. Two hayburgers, two sets of fries, and a milkshake.
>>154157
Mala turns his head, looks at Silver, and slowly shakes his head.
The stallion who delivered the food, however, does not move away.
“Sargent Silver Sword?” He addresses Silver
Mala turns his head, looks at Silver, and slowly shakes his head.
The stallion who delivered the food, however, does not move away.
“Sargent Silver Sword?” He addresses Silver
>>154159
The stallion is a darker orange, with a reddish brown shortcut mane and yellow eyes. Looking at him closely, he is probably around about 30, though at first glance he looks older. He attempts to place weight on his left foreleg, and tries to raise his right leg above his head. He winces, however, and lowers his right leg quickly, placing his weight on that leg again.
"Private Frizzle Loop. 23rd Infantry Division. You were my Drill Instructor for a time at Camp Boysenberry."
The stallion is a darker orange, with a reddish brown shortcut mane and yellow eyes. Looking at him closely, he is probably around about 30, though at first glance he looks older. He attempts to place weight on his left foreleg, and tries to raise his right leg above his head. He winces, however, and lowers his right leg quickly, placing his weight on that leg again.
"Private Frizzle Loop. 23rd Infantry Division. You were my Drill Instructor for a time at Camp Boysenberry."
>>154160
"Oh, I am sorry Frizzle, I did not recognize you. It is good to see you made it."
He smiles, thought it lessens slightly when he looks at his bum leg.
"Though not unscathed, it seems."
"Oh, I am sorry Frizzle, I did not recognize you. It is good to see you made it."
He smiles, thought it lessens slightly when he looks at his bum leg.
"Though not unscathed, it seems."
>>154161
He has a wide smile under his disheveled mane. The smile fades a little
"Wounded in the withdrawal out of Wald. It was, uh, uh, artillery. 105 shell landed about about 15 yards away. Shrapnel knicked me. Some of its still there. They had to send me back to a hospital in Cloudsdale to recover. I was there until the city was captured."
He has a wide smile under his disheveled mane. The smile fades a little
"Wounded in the withdrawal out of Wald. It was, uh, uh, artillery. 105 shell landed about about 15 yards away. Shrapnel knicked me. Some of its still there. They had to send me back to a hospital in Cloudsdale to recover. I was there until the city was captured."
>>154162
"Damn, it is very fortunate you survived. Who was it who captured Cloudsdale, Changelings or New Mareland? All I know is that it is right on border between two."
"Damn, it is very fortunate you survived. Who was it who captured Cloudsdale, Changelings or New Mareland? All I know is that it is right on border between two."
>>154163
“New Mareland. They gave it up at the end of the war though. An advance battalion found the hospital. They didn’t care to capture everypony in the hospitals, at least at first, and I was in the later stages of recovery, so I… slipped out.”
“New Mareland. They gave it up at the end of the war though. An advance battalion found the hospital. They didn’t care to capture everypony in the hospitals, at least at first, and I was in the later stages of recovery, so I… slipped out.”
>>154164
"That is good. We need more ponies like you out here, not in work camps in far remote reaches."
He motions to his companions.
"By way, this is my friend Mala, and over here is White Orchid."
"That is good. We need more ponies like you out here, not in work camps in far remote reaches."
He motions to his companions.
"By way, this is my friend Mala, and over here is White Orchid."
>>154165
"Far too many have not come home." He says, solemnly
But he places a smile back on his face as he looks over. That smile goes away when he sees Mala, whom he is not sure how to react to, and White Orchid, whom he smiles at.
"Is he your grandchild?" He says, asking about White Orchid
"Far too many have not come home." He says, solemnly
But he places a smile back on his face as he looks over. That smile goes away when he sees Mala, whom he is not sure how to react to, and White Orchid, whom he smiles at.
"Is he your grandchild?" He says, asking about White Orchid
>>154166
"He could have been, and it would be honor if he was, but no, just orphan colt rescued by party I was in for mission. Taking him out for burger, fries, and milkshake."
"He could have been, and it would be honor if he was, but no, just orphan colt rescued by party I was in for mission. Taking him out for burger, fries, and milkshake."
>>154168
"Since getting here I have been taking jobs to make money. Last job I did was from local government to destroy group of traffickers in city, and before that was job from development company to clear abandoned quarry of ancient undead."
"Since getting here I have been taking jobs to make money. Last job I did was from local government to destroy group of traffickers in city, and before that was job from development company to clear abandoned quarry of ancient undead."
>>154170
"I would not say that, but one of few things I am good at is fighting bad people to protect good people. If it is something you are good at, it makes sense to make living from it."
"I would not say that, but one of few things I am good at is fighting bad people to protect good people. If it is something you are good at, it makes sense to make living from it."
>>154171
He nods
"Yeah. I see. What you taught me... what you taught us... helped keep us from routing after they pushed us out of Wald. It kept us disciplined. I knew I wanted to run instead of staying low to the ground. And if I had stood up and run, well, that shell may have taken more than my leg. I would say you're good at protecting ponies. Even when you're not there."
He nods
"Yeah. I see. What you taught me... what you taught us... helped keep us from routing after they pushed us out of Wald. It kept us disciplined. I knew I wanted to run instead of staying low to the ground. And if I had stood up and run, well, that shell may have taken more than my leg. I would say you're good at protecting ponies. Even when you're not there."
>>154174
"I assume you live here in city? It would be good to keep in touch. Not many veterans I know of here."
"I assume you live here in city? It would be good to keep in touch. Not many veterans I know of here."
>>154175
"There are some. All over these lands. Yeah, I'm living here in a small rented apartment, in the north of the city. I would like to keep in touch. To have a beer, maybe."
"There are some. All over these lands. Yeah, I'm living here in a small rented apartment, in the north of the city. I would like to keep in touch. To have a beer, maybe."
>>154177
He smiles, and almost seems to wag his tail. He's missing a tooth, and a couple are discolored.
He smiles, and almost seems to wag his tail. He's missing a tooth, and a couple are discolored.
>>154178
Silver finally takes a bite out of his hayburger, and speaks to Frizzle after finishing with it quickly.
"Are they treating you well here?"
Silver finally takes a bite out of his hayburger, and speaks to Frizzle after finishing with it quickly.
"Are they treating you well here?"
>>154186
"Heh, I kind of figured. Nopony really does, for good reason."
Silver takes another bite of his burger.
"Heh, I kind of figured. Nopony really does, for good reason."
Silver takes another bite of his burger.
>>154189
Silver pauses, and looks up at Frizzle.
"Not exactly. I wanted to become adventurer when I grew up, fighting just came along with that."
Silver pauses, and looks up at Frizzle.
"Not exactly. I wanted to become adventurer when I grew up, fighting just came along with that."
>>154195
He nods
“I should have figured. Good job, and keep it up. You’ve lasted so far. You’ve clearly got luck on your side.”
He nods
“I should have figured. Good job, and keep it up. You’ve lasted so far. You’ve clearly got luck on your side.”
>>154200
>>151708 →
The drone continues in a dry, two toned voice
"And what did the assailant look like?"
>>151708 →
The drone continues in a dry, two toned voice
"And what did the assailant look like?"
>>154201
"I don't know. The whole thing happened in the blink of an eye. Why don't you do a check of who is missing from the train?"
"I don't know. The whole thing happened in the blink of an eye. Why don't you do a check of who is missing from the train?"
>>154203
"I saw something swoop by, so I assume it is a pegasus or something of the sort. As to where, I can only assume he kept quiet, and flew right past me out the window."
"I saw something swoop by, so I assume it is a pegasus or something of the sort. As to where, I can only assume he kept quiet, and flew right past me out the window."
>>154208
He nods curtly, maintaining eye contact with Spark with those wall-blue eyes. He turns, abs walks away slowly without a word, until he says something to another drone in a language that cannot be understood.
He nods curtly, maintaining eye contact with Spark with those wall-blue eyes. He turns, abs walks away slowly without a word, until he says something to another drone in a language that cannot be understood.
>>154210
The doctor asks “what was that all about?”
Wellspring remains silent, lowering her head into her long coat so as to hide her eyes and face. Waabishki seems slightly annoyed, but strangely is handling it better.
Makade says sharply
“Our stop is coming up. Stay calm, stay quiet.”
The doctor asks “what was that all about?”
Wellspring remains silent, lowering her head into her long coat so as to hide her eyes and face. Waabishki seems slightly annoyed, but strangely is handling it better.
Makade says sharply
“Our stop is coming up. Stay calm, stay quiet.”
>>154213
There is more talking, and more movement amongst the drones, the guards, and the passangers. Spark and party are not affected, however. It’s perhaps 25 minutes later that the train arrives in Blackwood, slowly coming to a stop at that short, wooden platform.
There is more talking, and more movement amongst the drones, the guards, and the passangers. Spark and party are not affected, however. It’s perhaps 25 minutes later that the train arrives in Blackwood, slowly coming to a stop at that short, wooden platform.
>>154215
The doctor takes a moment, but comes along. Makade is the first to move out, though he looks back to make sure he is followed, and directs the others to move quickly. Makade carries his own suspicious looking tube of the type used to hold rolled up maps and posters, while Wellspring drapes herself in her winter clothing. Waabishki follows.
The doctor takes a moment, but comes along. Makade is the first to move out, though he looks back to make sure he is followed, and directs the others to move quickly. Makade carries his own suspicious looking tube of the type used to hold rolled up maps and posters, while Wellspring drapes herself in her winter clothing. Waabishki follows.
>>154218
Perhaps Spark choses to walk through the town of Blackwood, and by the doctor's office. Or perhaps he side steps it all together, walking directly north, and then to the east. Spark inches his way along the forest.
Perhaps Spark choses to walk through the town of Blackwood, and by the doctor's office. Or perhaps he side steps it all together, walking directly north, and then to the east. Spark inches his way along the forest.
More soon
>>154233
"I will admit, I have had many, many years to learn how to handle things like this. Having friends and loved ones helps."
"I will admit, I have had many, many years to learn how to handle things like this. Having friends and loved ones helps."
>>154236
“It’s not been that stable… Not every one came back. Many have moved, especially after the revolt last fall. And those who never went, don’t understand…”
“It’s not been that stable… Not every one came back. Many have moved, especially after the revolt last fall. And those who never went, don’t understand…”
>>154239
"Well, it is never too late to start."
Silver extends a forehoof across the table in an offer of a hoofshake.
"Well, it is never too late to start."
Silver extends a forehoof across the table in an offer of a hoofshake.
>>154241
He looks at the hoof, and smiles. He shakes his hoof.
Frizzle’s shake is at once encompassing yet weak, and he moves his foreleg rather far up and down. He doesn’t last long in the shake before breaking it to put his hoof down, and shift weight to that leg.
He looks at the hoof, and smiles. He shakes his hoof.
Frizzle’s shake is at once encompassing yet weak, and he moves his foreleg rather far up and down. He doesn’t last long in the shake before breaking it to put his hoof down, and shift weight to that leg.
>>154246
Silver turns to White Orchid.
"Well, that was nice. Not every day I get to meet another veteran, much less one I knew during War."
Silver turns to White Orchid.
"Well, that was nice. Not every day I get to meet another veteran, much less one I knew during War."
>>154251
He brightens up, and his blue eyes widen. He sits there looking at silver for several moments, before saying
“My father was in the army. He was a, uh… I don’t think he was a sergeant.”
He brightens up, and his blue eyes widen. He sits there looking at silver for several moments, before saying
“My father was in the army. He was a, uh… I don’t think he was a sergeant.”
>>154255
"There are many things you do not know about me yet, little one."
He takes another bite of his burger.
"Maybe as we spend more time together you will learn, yes?"
"There are many things you do not know about me yet, little one."
He takes another bite of his burger.
"Maybe as we spend more time together you will learn, yes?"
>>154256
“Yeah!” He says enthusiastically. His burger, half eaten, is now neglected as he continues to watch Silver.
“Uh, what else will you tell me?”
“Yeah!” He says enthusiastically. His burger, half eaten, is now neglected as he continues to watch Silver.
“Uh, what else will you tell me?”
>>154257
"Well, I have been across much of Equestria, from Redheart to Ponyville, Vale to Manehattan. This is first time I have been in Baltimare, however."
"Well, I have been across much of Equestria, from Redheart to Ponyville, Vale to Manehattan. This is first time I have been in Baltimare, however."
I can play a bit if you want; if you want to schedule a different time for my part, that's fine too.
>>154259
wave wave wave
Amber was last seen staring into, well, the sunset, from a seaside restaurant on the peninsula.
wave wave wave
Amber was last seen staring into, well, the sunset, from a seaside restaurant on the peninsula.
>>154260
>pic related, some time ago at least
"Gee, ain't the view grand? Is it a spot everypony from around here knows about?"
>pic related, some time ago at least
"Gee, ain't the view grand? Is it a spot everypony from around here knows about?"
>>154261
Kek
He replies
“Don’t know. Haven’t asked everypony.” He smiles for a moment as if that were funny,
“I went here on a family visit once, six years ago. I remembered it.”
Kek
He replies
“Don’t know. Haven’t asked everypony.” He smiles for a moment as if that were funny,
“I went here on a family visit once, six years ago. I remembered it.”
>>154262
Something seems to click. "It must be significant to you then. I hadn't realized that, but thank you." Amber smiles gently at him.
Something seems to click. "It must be significant to you then. I hadn't realized that, but thank you." Amber smiles gently at him.
>>154263
He smiles back, albeit a little labored.
“It was. We came down here as a little trip while my dad was doing something in the city. I think it had something to do with the Union. And we had a picnic. My father joined later. I remember the wind was kind of cold and my little sister wanted a candy, but we didn’t have any and that annoyed my mom. My dad mentioned the thing about the Pirates while he was talking to my my brother. I thought it was neat.”
He smiles back, albeit a little labored.
“It was. We came down here as a little trip while my dad was doing something in the city. I think it had something to do with the Union. And we had a picnic. My father joined later. I remember the wind was kind of cold and my little sister wanted a candy, but we didn’t have any and that annoyed my mom. My dad mentioned the thing about the Pirates while he was talking to my my brother. I thought it was neat.”
>>154264
"Quite a leisurely trip then, and a good place for it." She reaches across the table to touch his foreleg. "Thank you for taking me here."
"Quite a leisurely trip then, and a good place for it." She reaches across the table to touch his foreleg. "Thank you for taking me here."
>>154265
He blushes, and his ears go down. He doesn’t move his forelegs, but sits there with a smile that seems almost embarrassed, but at least is genuine.
“Thank you… I… wanted to create new memories.”
The waitress comes with the drinks. Hot chocolate for Amber
He blushes, and his ears go down. He doesn’t move his forelegs, but sits there with a smile that seems almost embarrassed, but at least is genuine.
“Thank you… I… wanted to create new memories.”
The waitress comes with the drinks. Hot chocolate for Amber
>>154266
"I can tell you, the first memories I'll have of Baltimare will be very nice. A bit of a rocky start, but I feel almost at home now." She thanks the waitress and takes a sip of the delicious hot beverage.
"I can tell you, the first memories I'll have of Baltimare will be very nice. A bit of a rocky start, but I feel almost at home now." She thanks the waitress and takes a sip of the delicious hot beverage.
>>154267
“Oh I’ll remember your first two nights as a hostess” he says. “I’ll remember them for a very long time.”
He pauses for a moment.
“But the only thing rocky about today is the cliffs.”
“Oh I’ll remember your first two nights as a hostess” he says. “I’ll remember them for a very long time.”
He pauses for a moment.
“But the only thing rocky about today is the cliffs.”
>>154268
"I suppose they're memorable…" though she thinks to herself, What did he mean by this?
"Clam chowder sounds appealin'."
"I suppose they're memorable…" though she thinks to herself, What did he mean by this?
"Clam chowder sounds appealin'."
>>154275
"We got peach cobblers for special occasions. We didn't grow peaches ourselves but there were a couple of farms a few miles down the road which we could buy from. So juicy and delicious!"
"We got peach cobblers for special occasions. We didn't grow peaches ourselves but there were a couple of farms a few miles down the road which we could buy from. So juicy and delicious!"
Also, I can't recommend enough reading Mine Were of Trouble by Peter Kemp. Not only is it a detailed and engaging account of the Spanish Civil War from the Nationalist side, but it shows a window of life in that tumultuous time and is well-written.
>>154276
“Your mom would make peach cobbler?!” He sounds kind of surprised.
“The best we got was apple pie. There was a friend though who had tangerine trees. I loved to pick those, and eat them.”
>>154277
Neat! I’ve read the fictional “For Whom the Bell Tolls,” and Orwell’s “Homage to Catalonia,” but nothing on the Nationalist side.
“Your mom would make peach cobbler?!” He sounds kind of surprised.
“The best we got was apple pie. There was a friend though who had tangerine trees. I loved to pick those, and eat them.”
>>154277
Neat! I’ve read the fictional “For Whom the Bell Tolls,” and Orwell’s “Homage to Catalonia,” but nothing on the Nationalist side.
>>154279
It also explains how the Republicans had the advantage in propaganda which sadly affects public perception of the war even up to now.
"It's about what you have around. I remember we used to have a lot more fruits and vegetables brought in by rail.
Sadly that stopped with the war...
It also explains how the Republicans had the advantage in propaganda which sadly affects public perception of the war even up to now.
"It's about what you have around. I remember we used to have a lot more fruits and vegetables brought in by rail.
Sadly that stopped with the war...
>>154280
Sadly yes, most sources are from the “”””””Republican”””””” side
“Yeah….” He pauses for more than a moment
“I miss strawberries”
Sadly yes, most sources are from the “”””””Republican”””””” side
“Yeah….” He pauses for more than a moment
“I miss strawberries”
>>154281
Was babysitting, am back
"When the season was right we would go out and pick wild strawberries. They are very tasty but I haven't seen any around here." She sips more of the hot chocolate.
Was babysitting, am back
"When the season was right we would go out and pick wild strawberries. They are very tasty but I haven't seen any around here." She sips more of the hot chocolate.
>>154283
"Mhm, you bet they do! They grow just about anywhere that's sunny. Not as big as the strawberries you might find grown, but still luscious and delicious."
"Mhm, you bet they do! They grow just about anywhere that's sunny. Not as big as the strawberries you might find grown, but still luscious and delicious."
>>154284
“I’d love strawberries. You can buy them I know, but they are so expensive. Now you tell me they are free and everywhere?”
He shakes his head.
The waitress comes, and takes their orders.
“I’d love strawberries. You can buy them I know, but they are so expensive. Now you tell me they are free and everywhere?”
He shakes his head.
The waitress comes, and takes their orders.
>>154285
"Technically, ehhhh, no."
When the waitress comes, Amber states, "Two clam chowders, please!"
"Technically, ehhhh, no."
When the waitress comes, Amber states, "Two clam chowders, please!"
>>154286
She smiles.
“Two clam chowders.” She looks to Mustard. “And what will you be having?”
Mustard:
“Uh, one of those clam chowders.”
The waitress does not write down the orders, but takes metal note
She smiles.
“Two clam chowders.” She looks to Mustard. “And what will you be having?”
Mustard:
“Uh, one of those clam chowders.”
The waitress does not write down the orders, but takes metal note
>>154287
"That's two for both of us. One each." She smiles awkwardly at the waitress.
She turns back to Mustard once the waitress is gone. "It gets pretty dark during the night in the cities. What neighborhoods are good to keep away from then?"
"That's two for both of us. One each." She smiles awkwardly at the waitress.
She turns back to Mustard once the waitress is gone. "It gets pretty dark during the night in the cities. What neighborhoods are good to keep away from then?"
>>154288
“The closer you are to water, the worse it is. By the bay is worst. It’s also not great to be by the river. There are parts of Red Heart the police pass by, and the New Marelanders won’t go to. Cowtown isn’t all that much better. East side is marginally better than that. Then the riverside, and the city center. Colton Hill and the north aren't that bad.”
“The closer you are to water, the worse it is. By the bay is worst. It’s also not great to be by the river. There are parts of Red Heart the police pass by, and the New Marelanders won’t go to. Cowtown isn’t all that much better. East side is marginally better than that. Then the riverside, and the city center. Colton Hill and the north aren't that bad.”
>>154289
She thinks back to when she toured the coast on her first day, and is thankful all that was during the day. She scowls with concern.
"Thank you, I'll be careful to stay clear of the waterside."
She thinks back to when she toured the coast on her first day, and is thankful all that was during the day. She scowls with concern.
"Thank you, I'll be careful to stay clear of the waterside."
>>154291
Nodding, she answers, "I thought it was pretty clear…. Yes, it's just me, myself and I here, having gotten off the train a few days ago and haven found a drafty little apartment.
But it still ain't all that bad." She smiles reassuringly.
Nodding, she answers, "I thought it was pretty clear…. Yes, it's just me, myself and I here, having gotten off the train a few days ago and haven found a drafty little apartment.
But it still ain't all that bad." She smiles reassuringly.
>>154293
Grimacing, she replies, "Barely. I took out a heavy loan just to not sleep in the streets, which I repaid only just today."
Grimacing, she replies, "Barely. I took out a heavy loan just to not sleep in the streets, which I repaid only just today."
>>154295
"I got some income which paid it off in full," she says, stiffly-lipped, shifting in her seat a bit uncomfortably.
"I got some income which paid it off in full," she says, stiffly-lipped, shifting in her seat a bit uncomfortably.
>>154297
"Nuthin', it's not worth mentioning…." she says hurriedly. "Ever had eggnog before? Maybe some has been kept around since Hearth's Warming…or maybe it'll be served again at Winter Wrap Up."
"Nuthin', it's not worth mentioning…." she says hurriedly. "Ever had eggnog before? Maybe some has been kept around since Hearth's Warming…or maybe it'll be served again at Winter Wrap Up."
>>154298
Mustard Trim's eyes are wide, his forelegs limp on the table, and his smile fades to a frown as he relaxes backwards in his seat, his brain working overtime to speculate as to precisely how a 17 year old female with no evident extraordinary skills or special schooling, could earn an "income" sufficiently large so as to pay off a "heavy loan" "just a few days after getting off the train," and has done all of this away from father and mother, in an economy teetering on hyperinflation. He speculates as to whether what means such a girl has to such an income, is compatible with his image of Amber as idealized in his mind.
He doesn't seem interested in much else
Mustard Trim's eyes are wide, his forelegs limp on the table, and his smile fades to a frown as he relaxes backwards in his seat, his brain working overtime to speculate as to precisely how a 17 year old female with no evident extraordinary skills or special schooling, could earn an "income" sufficiently large so as to pay off a "heavy loan" "just a few days after getting off the train," and has done all of this away from father and mother, in an economy teetering on hyperinflation. He speculates as to whether what means such a girl has to such an income, is compatible with his image of Amber as idealized in his mind.
He doesn't seem interested in much else
>>154299
Clearly, she won one of those scratch-off ticket games.
"…I ain't ever had it, but I heard it's thick, creamy, and sweet. No wonder it's considered good for holidays…" she rambles on. Clearly she's worried about whether his speculation might touch on what she actually did. However, she is also oblivious to his own worry.
Clearly, she won one of those scratch-off ticket games.
"…I ain't ever had it, but I heard it's thick, creamy, and sweet. No wonder it's considered good for holidays…" she rambles on. Clearly she's worried about whether his speculation might touch on what she actually did. However, she is also oblivious to his own worry.
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>>154300
Thick, creamy, and sweet sources of income
If his mane caught on fire, it would not be any more apparent than his worry right now.
Thick, creamy, and sweet sources of income
If his mane caught on fire, it would not be any more apparent than his worry right now.
>>154301
Oh darn, he clearly knows what I did for Dark Denizen… she thinks to herself.
After a pregnant silence she finally leans forward and asks in a whisper, "Have you ever had to do something for somepony you really needed to get by, but while going through it you just can't back out despite second thoughts?"
Oh darn, he clearly knows what I did for Dark Denizen… she thinks to herself.
After a pregnant silence she finally leans forward and asks in a whisper, "Have you ever had to do something for somepony you really needed to get by, but while going through it you just can't back out despite second thoughts?"
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>>154303
She folds her ears down, looking a little ashamed. "Well, last night I had to do that, after meeting you at the club. I can't tell you exactly what I did because I was sworn to secrecy, but I promise I didn't hurt anypony." She looks around awkwardly, her neck bowed. "I hope you don't think the worse of me for it…."
She folds her ears down, looking a little ashamed. "Well, last night I had to do that, after meeting you at the club. I can't tell you exactly what I did because I was sworn to secrecy, but I promise I didn't hurt anypony." She looks around awkwardly, her neck bowed. "I hope you don't think the worse of me for it…."
>>154304
His ears fold down
"You went there to=" He licks his lips, as his mouth seems incredibly dry
"You were there to have sex for money"
His ears fold down
"You went there to=" He licks his lips, as his mouth seems incredibly dry
"You were there to have sex for money"
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>>154309
"I had to be, otherwise I wouldn't likely be able to get away," she answers in a hushed tone. "I was hardly ever in such danger like I was through that night."
"I had to be, otherwise I wouldn't likely be able to get away," she answers in a hushed tone. "I was hardly ever in such danger like I was through that night."
>>154311
Her ears fold down, as she looks unhappily off to the side slightly. "I had to do something for ponies I didn't at all like. I didn't think it was so bad at first, but as it went on, if I refused not only would I be threatened, but I could have been imprisoned as well."
Her ears fold down, as she looks unhappily off to the side slightly. "I had to do something for ponies I didn't at all like. I didn't think it was so bad at first, but as it went on, if I refused not only would I be threatened, but I could have been imprisoned as well."
>>154313
"I had to go to a place with lots of ponies who would have captured me, and retrieve a piece of paper without them noticing," she says flatly.
"I had to go to a place with lots of ponies who would have captured me, and retrieve a piece of paper without them noticing," she says flatly.
>>154314
“What” he says flatly. Whatever answer he was expecting, it didn’t involve a combination of a game of tag and a scavenger hunt.
“But like… what did they do to you?”
“What” he says flatly. Whatever answer he was expecting, it didn’t involve a combination of a game of tag and a scavenger hunt.
“But like… what did they do to you?”
>>154315
"Well, I'm uninjured, except for my pride…" she leans forward, and talks in a low voice. "I had to kiss a stallion…actually, the stallion kissed me…to not be too suspicious. I feel disgusted by that."
"Well, I'm uninjured, except for my pride…" she leans forward, and talks in a low voice. "I had to kiss a stallion…actually, the stallion kissed me…to not be too suspicious. I feel disgusted by that."
>>154316
Goddamn it Amber. Just lie and accuse your boyfriend of flirting with the waitress like a normal filly]
Whereas in the past 30 seconds he was close to the table, almost hunched over it, he now slumps back in his seat
“Paper…….?” He trails off
“What else?”
Goddamn it Amber. Just lie and accuse your boyfriend of flirting with the waitress like a normal filly]
Whereas in the past 30 seconds he was close to the table, almost hunched over it, he now slumps back in his seat
“Paper…….?” He trails off
“What else?”
>>154317
kek
"That's all, honest! It was really that one little thing, which they wanted a lot and in short order. Why are you questioning me like this? You really got your britches in a twist," she answers, the corners of her eyes glistening with tears.
kek
"That's all, honest! It was really that one little thing, which they wanted a lot and in short order. Why are you questioning me like this? You really got your britches in a twist," she answers, the corners of her eyes glistening with tears.
>>154318
Amber reclaims strategic initiative with her counter attack
“Uh…. Well I just, I was just concerned if maybe…”
Amber reclaims strategic initiative with her counter attack
“Uh…. Well I just, I was just concerned if maybe…”
>>154319
"You really thought I was a horrible pony? You were so nice to me, but now it seems like you actually hate me." She looks about to cry.
"You really thought I was a horrible pony? You were so nice to me, but now it seems like you actually hate me." She looks about to cry.
>>154321
spam reee
"You said I was a low-down criminal, a mare who would do anything for money…. She covers her right eye and her lips curl as she starts to sob.
spam reee
"You said I was a low-down criminal, a mare who would do anything for money…. She covers her right eye and her lips curl as she starts to sob.
>>154325
“No no. I didn’t say anything hurtful. I just. I don’t see how you could pay that much money with just a hostess job.”
“No no. I didn’t say anything hurtful. I just. I don’t see how you could pay that much money with just a hostess job.”
>>154326
"I didn't," she says, sniffling. "But I didn't do anything immoral either. It was just a retrieval errand."
"I didn't," she says, sniffling. "But I didn't do anything immoral either. It was just a retrieval errand."
>>154327
“You didn’t…” his eyes dart away, and he says in a low tone of voice,
”Do, uh, sexual things for money?”
“You didn’t…” his eyes dart away, and he says in a low tone of voice,
”Do, uh, sexual things for money?”
>>154329
He sits there, himself nigh teary eyed
“You didn’t, uh…” he leans over the table, and for an extended period of time, seems entirely unable to think of the word he was looking for. He remains in that state, desperately searching through his mind’s dictionary, looking for that specific word. After the passage of some time, he leans even closer, evidently to speak to Amber in confidence
”Have to handle a stallion’s… you know”
He makes some kind of gesture that is hard to interpret, though it isn’t clear Amber wants to understand it
He sits there, himself nigh teary eyed
“You didn’t, uh…” he leans over the table, and for an extended period of time, seems entirely unable to think of the word he was looking for. He remains in that state, desperately searching through his mind’s dictionary, looking for that specific word. After the passage of some time, he leans even closer, evidently to speak to Amber in confidence
”Have to handle a stallion’s… you know”
He makes some kind of gesture that is hard to interpret, though it isn’t clear Amber wants to understand it
>>154330
Amber is still bewildered and doesn't quite know what to make out from what he's saying, wondering if he means a wallet–implying she's a pickpocket–or some other possession. However, even someone so in the dark can understand the concept of jealousy.
"I didn't touch any stallion," she says, frowning.
Amber is still bewildered and doesn't quite know what to make out from what he's saying, wondering if he means a wallet–implying she's a pickpocket–or some other possession. However, even someone so in the dark can understand the concept of jealousy.
"I didn't touch any stallion," she says, frowning.
>>154331
From Amber’s periphery, a new form enters. It’s the pink mare. She moves in in smooth, deliberate, relatively slow movements, and places a bowl of chowder before Amber. Amber can see her fairly well. Her coat is a lemonade pink, and her mane is blonde, carefully tied into two braided pony tails with small red ribbons. Her tail is much the same, nearly long enough to touch the floor. She tilts her head into Amber’s direction, and makes contact with her fuchsia eyes. She suppresses a facial expression. In a wordless movement, she leans back, and then rotates her body in a seedless motion to lean in and place another bowl of chowder before Mustard Trim. By the movement of Mustard’s eyes, she must make eye contact with him, and by the movement of her cheeks, she must have made some facial expression towards him. She then moves back, and momentarily stands besides the couple, making quick glancing looks to each of the two.
She smiles in the way a car bird surely must when it sees an animal falling and dying in the desert, or how a lioness looks at a wounded gazelle that has fallen behind the herd. She turns, and carefully trots off.
From Amber’s periphery, a new form enters. It’s the pink mare. She moves in in smooth, deliberate, relatively slow movements, and places a bowl of chowder before Amber. Amber can see her fairly well. Her coat is a lemonade pink, and her mane is blonde, carefully tied into two braided pony tails with small red ribbons. Her tail is much the same, nearly long enough to touch the floor. She tilts her head into Amber’s direction, and makes contact with her fuchsia eyes. She suppresses a facial expression. In a wordless movement, she leans back, and then rotates her body in a seedless motion to lean in and place another bowl of chowder before Mustard Trim. By the movement of Mustard’s eyes, she must make eye contact with him, and by the movement of her cheeks, she must have made some facial expression towards him. She then moves back, and momentarily stands besides the couple, making quick glancing looks to each of the two.
She smiles in the way a car bird surely must when it sees an animal falling and dying in the desert, or how a lioness looks at a wounded gazelle that has fallen behind the herd. She turns, and carefully trots off.
>>154332
Amber neglects to thank this mare, preoccupied with thoughts regarding this uncomfortable conversation, but her eyes follow even as the waitress leaves. Whereas before she got the sense of polite, if not kind, hospitality, now there is a vague feeling of hostility.
"What kind of face did she make at you?" she asks Mustard suspiciously.
Amber neglects to thank this mare, preoccupied with thoughts regarding this uncomfortable conversation, but her eyes follow even as the waitress leaves. Whereas before she got the sense of polite, if not kind, hospitality, now there is a vague feeling of hostility.
"What kind of face did she make at you?" she asks Mustard suspiciously.
>>154334
The young mare sitting across from him is at a loss for words, but her eyes soften in response. The chowder in front of her offers an enticing escape, so she tentatively tries it. Even as she does so, though, she continues to glance at Mustard with pleading indigo eyes.
The young mare sitting across from him is at a loss for words, but her eyes soften in response. The chowder in front of her offers an enticing escape, so she tentatively tries it. Even as she does so, though, she continues to glance at Mustard with pleading indigo eyes.
>>154335
“I mean that’s what she looked like she would say. Sympathy.”
He blinks, abs looks Amber in the eyes.
He looks down at his empty glass.
“She didn’t get more more tea. I should have asked her for more tea.”
“I mean that’s what she looked like she would say. Sympathy.”
He blinks, abs looks Amber in the eyes.
He looks down at his empty glass.
“She didn’t get more more tea. I should have asked her for more tea.”
>>154336
"I suppose…."
She slouches down and rests her head on the table, trying to discern what he really thinks.
"You still don't believe I'm a bad pony, do you? I wouldn't do anything to make you feel betrayed or hurt."
"I suppose…."
She slouches down and rests her head on the table, trying to discern what he really thinks.
"You still don't believe I'm a bad pony, do you? I wouldn't do anything to make you feel betrayed or hurt."
>>154338
"…And I got connected with unsavory ponies who got me to do something for them, so I seem like a scoundrel because of that." She continues, "But it wasn't anything major, I don't plan to go back to them, and I certainly didn't touch anypony. I hope I didn't taint your view of me forever because of it."
"…And I got connected with unsavory ponies who got me to do something for them, so I seem like a scoundrel because of that." She continues, "But it wasn't anything major, I don't plan to go back to them, and I certainly didn't touch anypony. I hope I didn't taint your view of me forever because of it."
>>154343
“Are you a virgin?” He asks in as direct a manner as it is possible to answer that question.
“Are you a virgin?” He asks in as direct a manner as it is possible to answer that question.
>>154344
Looking at him quizzically, but oddly enough not embarrassed, she answers, "I am, I think…except I got kissed out of nowhere last night. I didn't ask for it at all, but it was that or gettin' in serious trouble." She makes a disgusted expression.
Looking at him quizzically, but oddly enough not embarrassed, she answers, "I am, I think…except I got kissed out of nowhere last night. I didn't ask for it at all, but it was that or gettin' in serious trouble." She makes a disgusted expression.
>>154345
He leans in.
Alright, +0 modifier here we go!
Sense motive [1d20+0 = 14] (for the last answer). Roll bluff if necessary
“You think?”
He leans in.
Alright, +0 modifier here we go!
Sense motive [1d20+0 = 14] (for the last answer). Roll bluff if necessary
“You think?”
>>154346
Though some amount of doubt can always exist, and obviously many details about that mysterious night are being left out, it doesn't seem likely she's lying or would be able to lie that convincingly.
"Well it was a romantic kind of kiss–but there were no romantic feelings at all!–and you ain't supposed to have that sort of kiss unless you intend to marry. So that might mean I ain't a virgin, I'm not sure how exactly it's counted."
Though some amount of doubt can always exist, and obviously many details about that mysterious night are being left out, it doesn't seem likely she's lying or would be able to lie that convincingly.
"Well it was a romantic kind of kiss–but there were no romantic feelings at all!–and you ain't supposed to have that sort of kiss unless you intend to marry. So that might mean I ain't a virgin, I'm not sure how exactly it's counted."
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>>154347
He looks at her wordlessly, and eventually gives an awkward smile.
He looks down at the chowder, picks up a spoon, and places if in the chowder. His smile stops
“That would have bothered me all night. For as long as I knew you.”
He looks at her wordlessly, and eventually gives an awkward smile.
He looks down at the chowder, picks up a spoon, and places if in the chowder. His smile stops
“That would have bothered me all night. For as long as I knew you.”
>>154348
She doesn't quite know how to respond. "Oh…I guess I hadn't thought about it that much." She stares at her own bowl of slimy soup. "Um, are you one too? A virgin. Maybe the word doesn't apply to colts…" she trails off, unsure if she's probing too much. No, if he asks me a question I can ask the same in turn, she reasons and reassures herself.
She doesn't quite know how to respond. "Oh…I guess I hadn't thought about it that much." She stares at her own bowl of slimy soup. "Um, are you one too? A virgin. Maybe the word doesn't apply to colts…" she trails off, unsure if she's probing too much. No, if he asks me a question I can ask the same in turn, she reasons and reassures herself.
>>154349
There is something resembling a smile, though he does not make eye contact
“I’m flattered that you think the question needs to be asked.”
There is something resembling a smile, though he does not make eye contact
“I’m flattered that you think the question needs to be asked.”
>>154352
"I'm guessin' yes, but why are you flattered? Didn't seem very flattering when you asked me that."
"I'm guessin' yes, but why are you flattered? Didn't seem very flattering when you asked me that."
>>154355
“Well… I mean… yeah, we’re a little young, but, it’s really hard for a colt, but it’s no effort at all for a filly.”
“Well… I mean… yeah, we’re a little young, but, it’s really hard for a colt, but it’s no effort at all for a filly.”
>>154356
"How is it harder for a colt than for a filly to get a kiss? There are more fillies in the city than colts."
"How is it harder for a colt than for a filly to get a kiss? There are more fillies in the city than colts."
>>154357
“I mean, well, you have to get a filly to notice you, you have to get them to like you, you have to take them to nice places and all of that stuff, and then after all of that, you still may not get a kiss.”
“I mean, well, you have to get a filly to notice you, you have to get them to like you, you have to take them to nice places and all of that stuff, and then after all of that, you still may not get a kiss.”
>>154358
She mulls this over in her head. "I suppose so…but how will a colt want a filly to notice and like him so he'll take her to nice places? What if she wants to go to those nice places but nopony will take her there, even if she notices colts?"
She mulls this over in her head. "I suppose so…but how will a colt want a filly to notice and like him so he'll take her to nice places? What if she wants to go to those nice places but nopony will take her there, even if she notices colts?"
>>154360
"Does that really work? I haven't dated much–or at all–really and I don't know many ponies who have."
"Does that really work? I haven't dated much–or at all–really and I don't know many ponies who have."
>>154362
At first she pulls her head back with an expression amounting to "are you kidding me?" Then she bursts out laughing. "What a ridiculous topic this all is! I never talked about this stuff with folks back home."
At first she pulls her head back with an expression amounting to "are you kidding me?" Then she bursts out laughing. "What a ridiculous topic this all is! I never talked about this stuff with folks back home."
>>154363
He gives a smile, and it’s one of the more authentic smiles he’s given in a while
“How does it feel?”
He gives a smile, and it’s one of the more authentic smiles he’s given in a while
“How does it feel?”
>>154364
Her own smile is a little more strained. "If you're not putting me on the spot…it's alright."
Her own smile is a little more strained. "If you're not putting me on the spot…it's alright."
>>154366
She becomes more relaxed. "I miss a warmer home, and here there are lots of strange creatures that put me on edge. But I'm able to go to many places I only read about in books, whenever and wherever I want. It's not easy looking after myself, but if life was easy it wouldn't be the same, would it?"
She becomes more relaxed. "I miss a warmer home, and here there are lots of strange creatures that put me on edge. But I'm able to go to many places I only read about in books, whenever and wherever I want. It's not easy looking after myself, but if life was easy it wouldn't be the same, would it?"
>>154367
Did Amber just answer "it's alright" to "how does it feel to date a colt?"
"No... no it's not." He pauses for a moment
"I don't really think my mom is going to like me being out late, or spending money. But what is she going to do?" Another pause
"I am free"
Did Amber just answer "it's alright" to "how does it feel to date a colt?"
"No... no it's not." He pauses for a moment
"I don't really think my mom is going to like me being out late, or spending money. But what is she going to do?" Another pause
"I am free"
>>154368
The conversation they've been having, in particular
"Your ma doesn't approve of you dating fillies?" she asks, smirking.
The conversation they've been having, in particular
"Your ma doesn't approve of you dating fillies?" she asks, smirking.
>>154369
He blushes, and the question halts him for a moment. Only a moment
"More the money thing. And the being out thing. "
He blushes, and the question halts him for a moment. Only a moment
"More the money thing. And the being out thing. "
>>154370
She giggles. "Well, you needn't worry. I've read of what 'fast mares' are like and I'm not the type to buy a new shawl every fortnight. And I can keep you safe from bandits," she says with a playful wink.
She giggles. "Well, you needn't worry. I've read of what 'fast mares' are like and I'm not the type to buy a new shawl every fortnight. And I can keep you safe from bandits," she says with a playful wink.
>>154371
Something in his expression implies that he was not expecting her to say these things.
"Say what now?"
Something in his expression implies that he was not expecting her to say these things.
"Say what now?"
>>154372
"Like in the stories. A colt becomes rich and too big for his britches, dates mares who spend too much money, and goes broke, but he learns humility and becomes a better pony. And I imagine your ma is concerned about safety at night, but it's safer to be together in the dark."
"Like in the stories. A colt becomes rich and too big for his britches, dates mares who spend too much money, and goes broke, but he learns humility and becomes a better pony. And I imagine your ma is concerned about safety at night, but it's safer to be together in the dark."
>>154374
"Mhm," she nods with a small smile. "You're a good colt at heart, even if you…jump to conclusions. I like being around you, I feel you deserve more of a chance."
"Mhm," she nods with a small smile. "You're a good colt at heart, even if you…jump to conclusions. I like being around you, I feel you deserve more of a chance."
>>154375
His ears go down, and he pulls his lips back in a very toothy smile. His eyes are wide open, and he makes eye contact for several seconds. He does not say anything, breaks eye contact, and quickly takes one, then two more spoonful's of the soup.
His ears go down, and he pulls his lips back in a very toothy smile. His eyes are wide open, and he makes eye contact for several seconds. He does not say anything, breaks eye contact, and quickly takes one, then two more spoonful's of the soup.
>>154377
Amber has allowed it to cool a bit. The chowder has a relatively large amount of cream, and fairly large potato chunks.
Yes, there are crackers, albeit only a few.
The waitress returns, and there is a brief interaction where Mustard Trim asks for more tea.
Amber has allowed it to cool a bit. The chowder has a relatively large amount of cream, and fairly large potato chunks.
Yes, there are crackers, albeit only a few.
The waitress returns, and there is a brief interaction where Mustard Trim asks for more tea.
>>154378
Did they both order tea, or was it tea for Mustard, hot chocolate for Amber? I thought both got hot coco, but if both have tea in addition then Amber will ask for more too.
"This 'chowder' is pretty good," she says in between bites. "I wasn't sure what to expect, but it's good and hearty, though very different from the soups I had back home."
Did they both order tea, or was it tea for Mustard, hot chocolate for Amber? I thought both got hot coco, but if both have tea in addition then Amber will ask for more too.
"This 'chowder' is pretty good," she says in between bites. "I wasn't sure what to expect, but it's good and hearty, though very different from the soups I had back home."
>>154379
So maybe I'm mistaken, but it's been my understanding this entire time that Mustard orderedsweat sweet tea, and Amber ordered Hot Chocolate
"Thi- ith not bahd" Mustard Trim does not wait to swallow before replying.
But then he swallows, and asks
"What did you have back home?"
So maybe I'm mistaken, but it's been my understanding this entire time that Mustard ordered
"Thi- ith not bahd" Mustard Trim does not wait to swallow before replying.
But then he swallows, and asks
"What did you have back home?"
>>154380
You're probably right. It's a minor detail not worth jotting a note down or searching back for
"We had more basic vegetable soups like carrot & parsnip soup, which was certainly delicious, but we had no seafood and needed to be sparing with milk, so something like this clam chowder just wasn't possible." She takes another spoonful and relishes the taste and texture of what must be a delicacy to her.
You're probably right. It's a minor detail not worth jotting a note down or searching back for
"We had more basic vegetable soups like carrot & parsnip soup, which was certainly delicious, but we had no seafood and needed to be sparing with milk, so something like this clam chowder just wasn't possible." She takes another spoonful and relishes the taste and texture of what must be a delicacy to her.
>>154381
He uses a spoon to cut the potato. For Amber, the soup is a bit more on the liquid side. The potatoes are soft, however.
"We had carrot. Onion too. I guess we had a little more cheese and cream. Store bought."
He uses a spoon to cut the potato. For Amber, the soup is a bit more on the liquid side. The potatoes are soft, however.
"We had carrot. Onion too. I guess we had a little more cheese and cream. Store bought."
>>154382
The soup is quite delightful. "I can hardly imagine getting everything you eat and live by from a store. I'm guessin' it actually is an easier life."
The soup is quite delightful. "I can hardly imagine getting everything you eat and live by from a store. I'm guessin' it actually is an easier life."
>>154383
"I don't really know. It's the only life I've ever lived. My dad worked at the paper mill. My mom did try to grow a few things in a garden though."
"I don't really know. It's the only life I've ever lived. My dad worked at the paper mill. My mom did try to grow a few things in a garden though."
>>154384
"Farming's tough. You've got to work your keister off for months to make sure you don't starve the next year. Then it's only a couple of things that can be grown–in our case wheat–so we need to take it to market and trade for other goods we need. And that's if nothing bad happens, like blight or hail or just a bad harvest," she says solemnly.
"Farming's tough. You've got to work your keister off for months to make sure you don't starve the next year. Then it's only a couple of things that can be grown–in our case wheat–so we need to take it to market and trade for other goods we need. And that's if nothing bad happens, like blight or hail or just a bad harvest," she says solemnly.
>>154386
She looks tight-lipped off into the air. "We tighten our belts, try to have enough to live by, and send somepony off to contribute from elsewhere."
She looks tight-lipped off into the air. "We tighten our belts, try to have enough to live by, and send somepony off to contribute from elsewhere."
>>154387
"That's how it is now" he nearly mumbles, looking away
"It could be like that sometimes when there were labor disputes. When there was a long strike, or some other problem."
"That's how it is now" he nearly mumbles, looking away
"It could be like that sometimes when there were labor disputes. When there was a long strike, or some other problem."
>>154388
"Oh…I can't say I know much about those affairs, except from the occasional newspaper brought home."
"Oh…I can't say I know much about those affairs, except from the occasional newspaper brought home."
>>154390
She shrugs and is looking back at her soup. "It ain't many miles away compared to someplace like Whinnyapolis, but the closest train station was far enough that we'd go there only on special trips. And it ain't exactly a proper town either, more of a hamlet or just a cluster of farms."
She shrugs and is looking back at her soup. "It ain't many miles away compared to someplace like Whinnyapolis, but the closest train station was far enough that we'd go there only on special trips. And it ain't exactly a proper town either, more of a hamlet or just a cluster of farms."
>>154392
"I guess that's sort of like Blackwater. Well, we wouldn't really leave it, I mean. We had a grocer, about two restaurants, a Reform and a Celestialist church. You could call it a small town. There were two mills and a couple fishing docks that employed everypony."
"I guess that's sort of like Blackwater. Well, we wouldn't really leave it, I mean. We had a grocer, about two restaurants, a Reform and a Celestialist church. You could call it a small town. There were two mills and a couple fishing docks that employed everypony."
>>154393
She brightens up hearing about it, eating some more chowder. "Mmh–that sounds like a cozy town. Everypony knows each other, but you also have a bunch of comforts. Were you also able to get new horseshoes and clothes there too?"
She brightens up hearing about it, eating some more chowder. "Mmh–that sounds like a cozy town. Everypony knows each other, but you also have a bunch of comforts. Were you also able to get new horseshoes and clothes there too?"
>>154394
“Yeah. It was pretty nice. There was a small clothing store we could buy at least the colt’s clothing at. If you wanted anything special, you had to further away. We had a town farrier, so horseshoes we could get.”
“Yeah. It was pretty nice. There was a small clothing store we could buy at least the colt’s clothing at. If you wanted anything special, you had to further away. We had a town farrier, so horseshoes we could get.”
>>154395
"Shucks, now I'm wishing my family lived there," she says with a smile. "Why'd you ever move anyhow?"
"Shucks, now I'm wishing my family lived there," she says with a smile. "Why'd you ever move anyhow?"
>>154397
She nods, taking another spoonful. "Such is life, but you seem to be making the best of it. I like your jacket by the way, it makes you look more bold," she says with a warm smile.
She nods, taking another spoonful. "Such is life, but you seem to be making the best of it. I like your jacket by the way, it makes you look more bold," she says with a warm smile.
>>154398
"Hehe" He smiles, clearly flattered
"I like your outfit too. It really fits you, even if it is a little warm for the weather."
"Hehe" He smiles, clearly flattered
"I like your outfit too. It really fits you, even if it is a little warm for the weather."
>>154399
What Amber is wearing is a wool dress, colored midnight blue with tiny, light blue stars scattered about and frills on the shoulders, neckline and skirt. The sleeve comes down to her knee while the hem of the dress reaches her fetlocks. It's a good couple of decades out of date and looks anachronistic on such a young mare. "Gee, thanks. It's originally my ma's dress and she gave it to me to wear here. I prefer my summer dress but it ain't summer." She smiles playfully.
"You know during the day I work at a clothing store? It's Miss High Sewn's shoppe, west of Union Station. It ain't much, but we get a load of interesting customers coming in. The other day there was this really big ol' unicorn with a fluffy coat of hair, looked like he had been through a lot. He bought a skimpy red dress and weird expensive underwear, but not for a pony he knew–for a griffon! He was swinging around old bits like they were nuthin', buying a real fur coat too." She giggles, blushing slightly. "Said he was some sort of adventurer and invited me to come join him sometime if I didn't mind danger."
What Amber is wearing is a wool dress, colored midnight blue with tiny, light blue stars scattered about and frills on the shoulders, neckline and skirt. The sleeve comes down to her knee while the hem of the dress reaches her fetlocks. It's a good couple of decades out of date and looks anachronistic on such a young mare. "Gee, thanks. It's originally my ma's dress and she gave it to me to wear here. I prefer my summer dress but it ain't summer." She smiles playfully.
"You know during the day I work at a clothing store? It's Miss High Sewn's shoppe, west of Union Station. It ain't much, but we get a load of interesting customers coming in. The other day there was this really big ol' unicorn with a fluffy coat of hair, looked like he had been through a lot. He bought a skimpy red dress and weird expensive underwear, but not for a pony he knew–for a griffon! He was swinging around old bits like they were nuthin', buying a real fur coat too." She giggles, blushing slightly. "Said he was some sort of adventurer and invited me to come join him sometime if I didn't mind danger."
>>154400
He smiles at the dress
"Yep. Perfectly you."
The clothing store
"You mentioned it earlier."
He smiles at the talk of the unicorn buying fancy mare's clothing
Until she mentions the griffin. He pulls his lips back in disgust.
And then he lightly frowns at the last part
"Is that what you want?"
He smiles at the dress
"Yep. Perfectly you."
The clothing store
"You mentioned it earlier."
He smiles at the talk of the unicorn buying fancy mare's clothing
Until she mentions the griffin. He pulls his lips back in disgust.
And then he lightly frowns at the last part
"Is that what you want?"
>>154401
She appears to give it a bit of thought. "Nuh-uh. Not because I'm afraid of danger, but because any old coot who's romancing griffons must've been bonked on the head one too many times," she says with a light laugh.
She appears to give it a bit of thought. "Nuh-uh. Not because I'm afraid of danger, but because any old coot who's romancing griffons must've been bonked on the head one too many times," she says with a light laugh.
>>154403
She's just about finished with the clam chowder now. It's mostly likely night as well. "Thank you for takin' me here, even if there were some…accusations…."
She's just about finished with the clam chowder now. It's mostly likely night as well. "Thank you for takin' me here, even if there were some…accusations…."
>>154406
He is left silent for a moment. He sets the spoon down in his bowl, making a clanking sound.
As if summoned, the pink filly appears, and asks
"Anything else I can get for you?"
He is left silent for a moment. He sets the spoon down in his bowl, making a clanking sound.
As if summoned, the pink filly appears, and asks
"Anything else I can get for you?"
>>154407
Amber beams happily at the waitress, not just as an expression of her own feelings but almost in defiance of the humiliating pity this filly was communicating earlier. "No, all's swell and right." She takes a refreshing gulp of the sweet hot chocolate, inadvertently leaving some on her white muzzle.
Amber beams happily at the waitress, not just as an expression of her own feelings but almost in defiance of the humiliating pity this filly was communicating earlier. "No, all's swell and right." She takes a refreshing gulp of the sweet hot chocolate, inadvertently leaving some on her white muzzle.
>>154409
"Aw, thank you, Mustard."
Initially bemused by his giggling, she notices the hot chocolate and tries reaching up with her tongue.
"Aw, thank you, Mustard."
Initially bemused by his giggling, she notices the hot chocolate and tries reaching up with her tongue.
>>154410
He looks over at the frankly adorable display, and has a smirk on his face. He leans over and...
lick
He licks her face in a very quick lick and run.
He looks over at the frankly adorable display, and has a smirk on his face. He leans over and...
lick
He licks her face in a very quick lick and run.
>>154411
The yellow-orange mare blushes, initially surprised at the intimate action, but then giggles. "Thank you~."
Settling down a bit, she asks, "Are you ready to go, or would you like to stay a few more minutes?"
The yellow-orange mare blushes, initially surprised at the intimate action, but then giggles. "Thank you~."
Settling down a bit, she asks, "Are you ready to go, or would you like to stay a few more minutes?"
>>154413
"Oh, of course," she says, embarrassed at not knowing how restaurants work. She doesn't say anything further, hoping he'll be the one to break the awkward silence.
"Oh, of course," she says, embarrassed at not knowing how restaurants work. She doesn't say anything further, hoping he'll be the one to break the awkward silence.
>>154416
The waitress arrives with the bill, and places it before Mustard Trim. She turns and smiles to him, and moves one of her ponytail braids. He looks up to her, and tilts his head before mouthing a word, it looks like "what?" He looks down the bill, and she moves off. He takes a moment to do math, and places several paper notes and a few coins on the table.
He turns to Amber and says "Okay"
The waitress arrives with the bill, and places it before Mustard Trim. She turns and smiles to him, and moves one of her ponytail braids. He looks up to her, and tilts his head before mouthing a word, it looks like "what?" He looks down the bill, and she moves off. He takes a moment to do math, and places several paper notes and a few coins on the table.
He turns to Amber and says "Okay"
>>154417
Amber's happy mood is spoiled by the entrance of the blonde pink mare. Something roils within her as she sees this intruder subtly flirt with her date. Something about this contender, perhaps her more lithe form, or her greater emphasis on grooming as displayed by her braids, makes her concerned yet thankful that Mustard hasn't shown any interest. Nonetheless, doubts have already been sown. Perhaps I should do my mane differently to look less plain? she thinks to herself. Or I could make it up in a different ability.…
She makes sure she leaves nothing behind before getting out of the booth and walking with Mustard to the door of the little diner. It doesn't occur to her to wait for him to open it for her, instead taking the initiative and exiting into the chilly dark night.
Amber's happy mood is spoiled by the entrance of the blonde pink mare. Something roils within her as she sees this intruder subtly flirt with her date. Something about this contender, perhaps her more lithe form, or her greater emphasis on grooming as displayed by her braids, makes her concerned yet thankful that Mustard hasn't shown any interest. Nonetheless, doubts have already been sown. Perhaps I should do my mane differently to look less plain? she thinks to herself. Or I could make it up in a different ability.…
She makes sure she leaves nothing behind before getting out of the booth and walking with Mustard to the door of the little diner. It doesn't occur to her to wait for him to open it for her, instead taking the initiative and exiting into the chilly dark night.
>>154418
Mustard attempts the race to the door, but fails. As they leave, the pink mare rushes up to the couple with an "Oh!" She approaches Mustard - whether that was her intent, or merely a happenstance because Amber was further ahead, and asks him "Would you like me to call a taxi?"
Mustard turns back, and stands in silent contemplation for a few seconds. Perhaps these are the decisive few seconds that place him behind Amber.
"Uh, not now. But thank you" He says, and walks out the door.
He rejoins Amber, cantering up to her, trying to regain the lead.
"She seemed really nice" He says
Mustard attempts the race to the door, but fails. As they leave, the pink mare rushes up to the couple with an "Oh!" She approaches Mustard - whether that was her intent, or merely a happenstance because Amber was further ahead, and asks him "Would you like me to call a taxi?"
Mustard turns back, and stands in silent contemplation for a few seconds. Perhaps these are the decisive few seconds that place him behind Amber.
"Uh, not now. But thank you" He says, and walks out the door.
He rejoins Amber, cantering up to her, trying to regain the lead.
"She seemed really nice" He says
>>154419
"Mmm, well I don't think they get many customers this time of year, so she's probably happy to see anypony. Also, I think she liked you."
"Mmm, well I don't think they get many customers this time of year, so she's probably happy to see anypony. Also, I think she liked you."
>>154421
"I saw her making eyes at you, and the way she interposed herself when we were having trouble…she definitely thought she could make off with you and leave me sittin' there."
"I saw her making eyes at you, and the way she interposed herself when we were having trouble…she definitely thought she could make off with you and leave me sittin' there."
>>154422
He looks right at Amber, and is silent for a few seconds. The he moves a foreleg up and goes "pfft!" with a waving motion.
"She's just being friendly" He starts to walk along the road.
"It's not like she was trying to make out with me or anything"
He looks down, and his ears go down
He looks right at Amber, and is silent for a few seconds. The he moves a foreleg up and goes "pfft!" with a waving motion.
"She's just being friendly" He starts to walk along the road.
"It's not like she was trying to make out with me or anything"
He looks down, and his ears go down
>>154424
"I went and saw you last night at club Maurice after our shift. You left, and so I left and went home. It happened then, didn't it? With that stallion."
"I went and saw you last night at club Maurice after our shift. You left, and so I left and went home. It happened then, didn't it? With that stallion."
>>154425
Despite the soup and hot chocolate, her mouth suddenly feels a bit dry. "Um, yes…it wasn't anywhere near the club, but somewhere else. That stallion was helping me get the paper, but I had to pretend to be his marefriend." She scrunches her snout remembering that encounter.
Despite the soup and hot chocolate, her mouth suddenly feels a bit dry. "Um, yes…it wasn't anywhere near the club, but somewhere else. That stallion was helping me get the paper, but I had to pretend to be his marefriend." She scrunches her snout remembering that encounter.
>>154426
Should have gotten another drink, like a sweat tea, Amber
But you can't really undo the past
"What" He turns to her
"Is that what that was about? He wanted a girlfriend for the night or something? Like to show his parents?"
Should have gotten another drink, like a sweat tea, Amber
But you can't really undo the past
"What" He turns to her
"Is that what that was about? He wanted a girlfriend for the night or something? Like to show his parents?"
>>154427
"Something like that. His colleagues, actually. I suppose it was smart, 'cuz I would have been looked at funny otherwise, but it was still gross."
"Something like that. His colleagues, actually. I suppose it was smart, 'cuz I would have been looked at funny otherwise, but it was still gross."
>>154428
"I can't say it doesn't hurt"
Mustard Trim wears his jacket with the collar high on his neck. There is a fairly strong wind blowing in from the sea, and while wind is warmer than the still, inland air, the wind chill makes the night cold.
The sun has set completely, and Amber can see out into the ocean and the night sky. Clouds move along the horizon, but the gibbous moon gives a dim light along the grassy asphalt road and the grey and black rock cliffs. There are more stars in the night sky than can be seen in Baltimare with its street lights, automobile headlights, and chemical plant flares. Almost as many as can be seen back home. A couple lights of what must be ships can be seen moving in the distance.
"I don't want to go back" Mustard says. "I would rather walk along the road. Along these cliffs for a while."
A cloud moves in front of the moon and dims the light for a minute.
"I can't say it doesn't hurt"
Mustard Trim wears his jacket with the collar high on his neck. There is a fairly strong wind blowing in from the sea, and while wind is warmer than the still, inland air, the wind chill makes the night cold.
The sun has set completely, and Amber can see out into the ocean and the night sky. Clouds move along the horizon, but the gibbous moon gives a dim light along the grassy asphalt road and the grey and black rock cliffs. There are more stars in the night sky than can be seen in Baltimare with its street lights, automobile headlights, and chemical plant flares. Almost as many as can be seen back home. A couple lights of what must be ships can be seen moving in the distance.
"I don't want to go back" Mustard says. "I would rather walk along the road. Along these cliffs for a while."
A cloud moves in front of the moon and dims the light for a minute.
>>154429
"I'm sorry…" she says slowly.
Although her dress and winter fur serve to warm her, she leans up against him as they walk along, her woolen skirt rubbing against his bare flank. They are side by side, though she is slightly shorter than him, and she takes in the sights, sounds and smells of the tranquil cliffside.
"Me too…it's about as good as the sunset was, and I can't imagine anypony I'd rather be with here."
"I'm sorry…" she says slowly.
Although her dress and winter fur serve to warm her, she leans up against him as they walk along, her woolen skirt rubbing against his bare flank. They are side by side, though she is slightly shorter than him, and she takes in the sights, sounds and smells of the tranquil cliffside.
"Me too…it's about as good as the sunset was, and I can't imagine anypony I'd rather be with here."
>>154430
He moves to press against her in kind, and rubs his jacket against her shoulders. The cloud moves, and the area is illuminated by the moonlight once again. He moves a little further away from the roadway, and up the hillside to walk along the grass towards brush and trees, looking over the cliffs and the sea. The air smells of saltwater, a refreshing change from the diesel fumes, chemical plant smells, and coal soot of Baltimare.
He leans his head in, and tries to rub it against the top of her head
He moves to press against her in kind, and rubs his jacket against her shoulders. The cloud moves, and the area is illuminated by the moonlight once again. He moves a little further away from the roadway, and up the hillside to walk along the grass towards brush and trees, looking over the cliffs and the sea. The air smells of saltwater, a refreshing change from the diesel fumes, chemical plant smells, and coal soot of Baltimare.
He leans his head in, and tries to rub it against the top of her head
>>154431
Amber imbibes the cool, refreshing air, breathing in with her nose and exhaling audibly with her mouth. Meanwhile, she lowers her head to comfortably let his chin rest on top, with the ends of her auburn hairs dragging through the grass.
"Where are we headed?" she asks. There's no concern in her voice–this is practically paradise and her spirits are uplifted, almost giddily, by being so close to her special somepony.
Amber imbibes the cool, refreshing air, breathing in with her nose and exhaling audibly with her mouth. Meanwhile, she lowers her head to comfortably let his chin rest on top, with the ends of her auburn hairs dragging through the grass.
"Where are we headed?" she asks. There's no concern in her voice–this is practically paradise and her spirits are uplifted, almost giddily, by being so close to her special somepony.
>>154432
He attempts to rub the bottom of his chin and neck against her mane and ears, though this is nigh impossible while still walking. He settles for a few cheek rubs.
"Headed? We're not headed anywhere at all."
He attempts to rub the bottom of his chin and neck against her mane and ears, though this is nigh impossible while still walking. He settles for a few cheek rubs.
"Headed? We're not headed anywhere at all."
>>154435
Smirking back, she answers, "I'm up for it."
"Wait," she quickly adds, fiddling with the buttons on her dress. "Don't want to get this dirty." Though it takes an annoyingly long time with hooves and in partial darkness, she finally doffs it and puts it in a reasonably dry place, perhaps a tree branch. Mustard can get a better view of her tail and of her stocky frame, accentuated by slightly longer fur length. "Now you're on!" she yells excitedly.
Smirking back, she answers, "I'm up for it."
"Wait," she quickly adds, fiddling with the buttons on her dress. "Don't want to get this dirty." Though it takes an annoyingly long time with hooves and in partial darkness, she finally doffs it and puts it in a reasonably dry place, perhaps a tree branch. Mustard can get a better view of her tail and of her stocky frame, accentuated by slightly longer fur length. "Now you're on!" she yells excitedly.
He stares at her in the moonlight, and looks her body up and down.
Amber gets a headstart
Amber gets a headstart
She leaps ahead without looking back, bounding through the grass as quickly as he short legs can carry her. Her tail is raised behind her, but given the light level it's unlikely Mustard Trim would get a good view if indeed his mind is filled with bawdy thoughts.
>>154438
Mustard takes a moment to dart off after her. "Hey!"
He runs shortly behind her for some way, then pulls to her side, and then ahead
"Heheheh"
There is grass, brush, and trees. Following through a natural path along the way allows the couple to race up the hillside, up and away from the road, and into a brush and tree filled areas separate from the world around them, but allowing a view out to the sea through gaps in the trees. He races along, still wearing his jacket, and performing less well as time goes on, falling behind her in parts of the pathway where it narrows down to the width of one pony.
Mustard takes a moment to dart off after her. "Hey!"
He runs shortly behind her for some way, then pulls to her side, and then ahead
"Heheheh"
There is grass, brush, and trees. Following through a natural path along the way allows the couple to race up the hillside, up and away from the road, and into a brush and tree filled areas separate from the world around them, but allowing a view out to the sea through gaps in the trees. He races along, still wearing his jacket, and performing less well as time goes on, falling behind her in parts of the pathway where it narrows down to the width of one pony.
>>154439
Amber continues to gallop, focusing more on the trail ahead than on Mustard. She jumps over tree roots, tries not to slip on corners, and ducks under tree branches along this spontaneous race. Despite it being night her color makes it easy for him to track her.
Amber continues to gallop, focusing more on the trail ahead than on Mustard. She jumps over tree roots, tries not to slip on corners, and ducks under tree branches along this spontaneous race. Despite it being night her color makes it easy for him to track her.
>>154440
He generally tries to keep beside her
Sand and dust on the trail with a few spots of mud. Grass and bushes like she knew back home. Oak and cypress trees with the occasional pine to the sides. And a bejeweled nighttime sky hanging above them.
He generally tries to keep beside her
Sand and dust on the trail with a few spots of mud. Grass and bushes like she knew back home. Oak and cypress trees with the occasional pine to the sides. And a bejeweled nighttime sky hanging above them.
>>154441
Their hoofbeats thunder along, kicking up mud and sand while the duo make bushes shake and stir as they brush along. Amber doesn't try to completely outpace him, just beat him by a comfortable margin.
Their hoofbeats thunder along, kicking up mud and sand while the duo make bushes shake and stir as they brush along. Amber doesn't try to completely outpace him, just beat him by a comfortable margin.
>>154442
He overtakes her more than once in an inconsistent performance. His breathes become labored the two reach the top of the hill.
He overtakes her more than once in an inconsistent performance. His breathes become labored the two reach the top of the hill.
>>154444
Despite the chill of the air and the lack of warmup, Amber feels only energized after that rigorous run. Once she crests the hill she hesitates and looks back to see if he wants to continue or stop.
Despite the chill of the air and the lack of warmup, Amber feels only energized after that rigorous run. Once she crests the hill she hesitates and looks back to see if he wants to continue or stop.
>>154447
Amber circles around back to him, her breathing heavy but not labored. She grins as she approaches and playfully swats his head with her tail as she walks past. She then turns and sits, facing him.
Amber circles around back to him, her breathing heavy but not labored. She grins as she approaches and playfully swats his head with her tail as she walks past. She then turns and sits, facing him.
>>154448
The stallion beat her in short sprints. But it's clear who works outdoors, and who conserved her energy better.
He smiles, taking heavy breaths. He walks over, and sits perpendicular to her, next to her. Smiling.
The stallion beat her in short sprints. But it's clear who works outdoors, and who conserved her energy better.
He smiles, taking heavy breaths. He walks over, and sits perpendicular to her, next to her. Smiling.
>>154449
She nuzzles her forehead up against his neck. "You sure know how to burn the wind. Not bad."
She nuzzles her forehead up against his neck. "You sure know how to burn the wind. Not bad."
>>154450
"Heh" His small laugh is followed by an immediate breath.
Her nuzzling, however, is followed by rather aggressive movements on his part. He rubs the underside of his muzzle on the top of her head, and then places his right foreleg over her shoulder.
"Heh" His small laugh is followed by an immediate breath.
Her nuzzling, however, is followed by rather aggressive movements on his part. He rubs the underside of his muzzle on the top of her head, and then places his right foreleg over her shoulder.
She giggles lightly as she rubs her cheek against the leather of his jacket, reciprocating by putting her left leg around his shoulder and holding him tight.
>>154452
He pulls her in, and places both hooves on her naked upper body.
He rubs his chin against her ears
He pulls her in, and places both hooves on her naked upper body.
He rubs his chin against her ears
>>154453
He's only slightly larger than her so she is forced to bow her head, her mane looking like a garnet waterfall on the side of her head facing out. She returns the hug quite strongly, her hooves able to be felt through the leather, as well as her warmth.
He's only slightly larger than her so she is forced to bow her head, her mane looking like a garnet waterfall on the side of her head facing out. She returns the hug quite strongly, her hooves able to be felt through the leather, as well as her warmth.
>>154454
A single car passes far below, and a bird caws. But besides these sounds and the wind blowing the leaves of trees, all is silent. There are indeed moments when the wind hardly blows at all, and the night is still.
He pulls himself up, and somewhat over her, still hugging her.
A single car passes far below, and a bird caws. But besides these sounds and the wind blowing the leaves of trees, all is silent. There are indeed moments when the wind hardly blows at all, and the night is still.
He pulls himself up, and somewhat over her, still hugging her.
>>154455
She lets herself fall backwards off her haunches onto her back, maintaining her hold over Mustard Trim who is now lying on top of him. She flashes an affectionate grin, but otherwise does not make a noise as she hooks her hind legs around his back as well, pressing their bodies fully together. It's not uncomfortable, but he isn't really able to move without breaking free.
She lets herself fall backwards off her haunches onto her back, maintaining her hold over Mustard Trim who is now lying on top of him. She flashes an affectionate grin, but otherwise does not make a noise as she hooks her hind legs around his back as well, pressing their bodies fully together. It's not uncomfortable, but he isn't really able to move without breaking free.
>>154456
"Woah!"
He moves along with her, his legs apart to stand over her, and look down.
A pair of clouds move across the sky at pace, and Amber can see not merely the stars that ornament the black, but the nebula, the planets, and the slow moving high altitude clouds
"Hehe"
This is when he moves his mouth in, and presses his lips to hers.
"Woah!"
He moves along with her, his legs apart to stand over her, and look down.
A pair of clouds move across the sky at pace, and Amber can see not merely the stars that ornament the black, but the nebula, the planets, and the slow moving high altitude clouds
"Hehe"
This is when he moves his mouth in, and presses his lips to hers.
>>154457
She looks up at the sky in wonderment as she locks lips. Not only does she do so, but this is a romantic kiss and so she tentatively interjects her tongue into his mouth, just as she received on that first kiss which was robbed from her. A furious blush colors her cheeks as she feels tingly and hot. "Mmmnh~," she can't help but moan into his mouth.
However, Amber doesn't permit him to stand over her, instead he's directly on her. The leglock presses their bellies together as they feel their short hairs intermingle. His sheath is likewise trapped between their lower abdomens.
She looks up at the sky in wonderment as she locks lips. Not only does she do so, but this is a romantic kiss and so she tentatively interjects her tongue into his mouth, just as she received on that first kiss which was robbed from her. A furious blush colors her cheeks as she feels tingly and hot. "Mmmnh~," she can't help but moan into his mouth.
However, Amber doesn't permit him to stand over her, instead he's directly on her. The leglock presses their bellies together as they feel their short hairs intermingle. His sheath is likewise trapped between their lower abdomens.
>>154458
He moves his lips against hers, and timidly moves his tongue to meet hers. He closes his eyes, focusing on the kiss. A breath escapes through his nostrils, and through his mouth, now filled in part with Amber's tongue.
Mustard Trim doesn't really seem to know what he's doing. Certainly not like Red Scabbard. Nor does he force her mouth to his the way that Red Scabbard did.
Though Amber has her hind legs wrapped over his flank, he tries to move his own lower body away. It isn't hard to feel why. Or rather it is hard, and she can feel it slowly but certainly hardening and pressing against her.
He moves his lips against hers, and timidly moves his tongue to meet hers. He closes his eyes, focusing on the kiss. A breath escapes through his nostrils, and through his mouth, now filled in part with Amber's tongue.
Mustard Trim doesn't really seem to know what he's doing. Certainly not like Red Scabbard. Nor does he force her mouth to his the way that Red Scabbard did.
Though Amber has her hind legs wrapped over his flank, he tries to move his own lower body away. It isn't hard to feel why. Or rather it is hard, and she can feel it slowly but certainly hardening and pressing against her.
>>154459
Amber continues to focus fully on the kiss, her tongue playfully wrestling with his for a moment before exploring his mouth, moving around his teeth. Such intimacy is new, almost forbidden territory for the both of them and she lets herself be taken away in the rapture of this moment.
She doesn't seem to notice what's happening lower, and she keeps him from moving away even as this new member squeezes up between them. Her heartbeat races as she gets more jittery from this strange pleasure. She squirms her torso about, her soft belly hairs rubbing against the sensitive underside of his tip. Just above her thighs, he can also feel a pair of shallow, fleshy domes pressing their firm points into his lower abdomen.
Amber continues to focus fully on the kiss, her tongue playfully wrestling with his for a moment before exploring his mouth, moving around his teeth. Such intimacy is new, almost forbidden territory for the both of them and she lets herself be taken away in the rapture of this moment.
She doesn't seem to notice what's happening lower, and she keeps him from moving away even as this new member squeezes up between them. Her heartbeat races as she gets more jittery from this strange pleasure. She squirms her torso about, her soft belly hairs rubbing against the sensitive underside of his tip. Just above her thighs, he can also feel a pair of shallow, fleshy domes pressing their firm points into his lower abdomen.
>>154460
He tries pressing his tongue against the top of her tongue, and even wrapping around the bottom. He tries opening his mouth more so to let her in, and moving his open lips closer together. He has his eyes closed sometimes, and locked to hers at others.
He takes his forelegs, and moves them around her shoulders, around her neck, and under her mane, pulling her closer to him, and embracing her soft fur. He pulls her deeper into the kiss, almost trapping her.
Further below, she can feel him pressing against a significant portion of her belly. He pulls him self upwards once, rubbing against her fur, but is able to stop himself from making humping motions.
He tries pressing his tongue against the top of her tongue, and even wrapping around the bottom. He tries opening his mouth more so to let her in, and moving his open lips closer together. He has his eyes closed sometimes, and locked to hers at others.
He takes his forelegs, and moves them around her shoulders, around her neck, and under her mane, pulling her closer to him, and embracing her soft fur. He pulls her deeper into the kiss, almost trapping her.
Further below, she can feel him pressing against a significant portion of her belly. He pulls him self upwards once, rubbing against her fur, but is able to stop himself from making humping motions.
But unfortunately I will have to pick this up after tonight, as it is super late
>>154461
She lets him touch her tongue with his in a sort of improvised oral dance, moving her lips along his own without breaking the kiss. She "grabs" his tongue and pulls hers back into her mouth, as if inviting him to make the same journey. Her soft purple eyes peer deep into his own as she's held into the kiss. This is it–she's finally kissed a colt and it's more than she could dream of. The desire to stay with, even meld with, this other being is overwhelming and it's heavenly.
That unfamiliar yet pleasurable tingling feeling has permeated her whole body. She can feel a bit of "leaking" in her privates as they become an epicenter of that sensation, which only excites this carnal thrill all the more. She hopes he will not notice because of the embarrassment, but the way her body reacts to what essentially is a hug and a kiss is leaving her short-breathed.
Her squirming has calmed down somewhat into slower undulating movements, even as she continues to hold him tight. He can feel himself pressed up against one soft teat and then the other, all the while being brushed by amber-colored hairs. Even though it's not sex as he understands it, and she is not aware of it as that at all, it is quite titillating, especially as the source is a warm, sweet, and apparently raunchy mare.
>>154462
Understandable, thank you for continuing as long as you did
She lets him touch her tongue with his in a sort of improvised oral dance, moving her lips along his own without breaking the kiss. She "grabs" his tongue and pulls hers back into her mouth, as if inviting him to make the same journey. Her soft purple eyes peer deep into his own as she's held into the kiss. This is it–she's finally kissed a colt and it's more than she could dream of. The desire to stay with, even meld with, this other being is overwhelming and it's heavenly.
That unfamiliar yet pleasurable tingling feeling has permeated her whole body. She can feel a bit of "leaking" in her privates as they become an epicenter of that sensation, which only excites this carnal thrill all the more. She hopes he will not notice because of the embarrassment, but the way her body reacts to what essentially is a hug and a kiss is leaving her short-breathed.
Her squirming has calmed down somewhat into slower undulating movements, even as she continues to hold him tight. He can feel himself pressed up against one soft teat and then the other, all the while being brushed by amber-colored hairs. Even though it's not sex as he understands it, and she is not aware of it as that at all, it is quite titillating, especially as the source is a warm, sweet, and apparently raunchy mare.
>>154462
Understandable, thank you for continuing as long as you did
I won't be able to play at all tomorrow, the next couple of days afterward are doubtful.
>>154464
Awwwwww......
>>154463
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3cRWJcZjW4
Mustard Trim accepts the invitation to place a part of himself inside of her. He pushes his tongue in, a little at first, and then as deep as he can manage it. He attempts to feel not merely her tongue and the inside of her cheeks, but the roof of her mouth, and her teeth. His haphazard exploratorily intrusion is not always the most pleasant sensation, and he'll stop to try to feel more of her.
He tries to rub her shoulder and her fur, and to pull his hoof through her mane. He inadvertently tugs her hair on a few occasions, also not the most pleasant of all sensations.
Down below, however, he has grown and grown bolder. His unsheathed genitals rub and poke against her belly, and lay overtop of her womb. Amber has had the opportunity to see his sheath before. What may surprise her is just how long his genitals are, and how far up her belly it extends. Exactly how this could hide inside his body may perhaps be a mystery. She can feel him slowly start rubbing against her, against her soft belly, her fur, and she can feel him rub against and between her two equally exposed teats. Slowly, he begins humping motions.
Awwwwww......
>>154463
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3cRWJcZjW4
Mustard Trim accepts the invitation to place a part of himself inside of her. He pushes his tongue in, a little at first, and then as deep as he can manage it. He attempts to feel not merely her tongue and the inside of her cheeks, but the roof of her mouth, and her teeth. His haphazard exploratorily intrusion is not always the most pleasant sensation, and he'll stop to try to feel more of her.
He tries to rub her shoulder and her fur, and to pull his hoof through her mane. He inadvertently tugs her hair on a few occasions, also not the most pleasant of all sensations.
Down below, however, he has grown and grown bolder. His unsheathed genitals rub and poke against her belly, and lay overtop of her womb. Amber has had the opportunity to see his sheath before. What may surprise her is just how long his genitals are, and how far up her belly it extends. Exactly how this could hide inside his body may perhaps be a mystery. She can feel him slowly start rubbing against her, against her soft belly, her fur, and she can feel him rub against and between her two equally exposed teats. Slowly, he begins humping motions.
>>154465
Amber has to overcome the instinct of repulsion toward another pony licking inside her mouth as their saliva combines. She continues pressing her mouth up to his, her head tilted to prevent their snouts from butting up against each other. She coos softly, the sound waves resonating into his mouth.
Although the pinprick of pain from getting a hair pulled now and then does cause some annoyance, she doesn't let such rough grooming bother her. Whereas before she kept her hooves pressed into him as in a vice grip, now she copies his motions, feeling through his mane and tracing the contours of his neck, withers and upper back, at least as possible it can be with his jacket on. Meanwhile, her rear hooves are doing much the same, pressing into his rump and flank at her hooves move up and down his croup, around his thighs and his lower back. It's not quite a massage yet feels quite odd to be touched there, and she never actually lets go of him.
Whereas before she may simply have not noticed his intimate physiology due to being enraptured by the kiss, it's quite unmistakeable now. She casts away thoughts about what kind of beings can change shape and size, and what they use their parts for. She inadvertently shudders, perhaps out of this fear but moreso because of the newfound intensity of such sensations, and she focuses on the latter. The tickling of her inner thigh, the jostling of her mammaries, the slight but unmistakeable twitch of her lower lips…each fills her with heady pleasure as she simply wants to prolong this warm contact on the chilly night. Her body only encourages this as it does what it's designed for, a barely perceptible yet arousing musky smell arising from their union. He can feel the faint outlines of muscle on her belly as he shifts up and down, while her breaths tighten or loosen the space around his member.
Amber has to overcome the instinct of repulsion toward another pony licking inside her mouth as their saliva combines. She continues pressing her mouth up to his, her head tilted to prevent their snouts from butting up against each other. She coos softly, the sound waves resonating into his mouth.
Although the pinprick of pain from getting a hair pulled now and then does cause some annoyance, she doesn't let such rough grooming bother her. Whereas before she kept her hooves pressed into him as in a vice grip, now she copies his motions, feeling through his mane and tracing the contours of his neck, withers and upper back, at least as possible it can be with his jacket on. Meanwhile, her rear hooves are doing much the same, pressing into his rump and flank at her hooves move up and down his croup, around his thighs and his lower back. It's not quite a massage yet feels quite odd to be touched there, and she never actually lets go of him.
Whereas before she may simply have not noticed his intimate physiology due to being enraptured by the kiss, it's quite unmistakeable now. She casts away thoughts about what kind of beings can change shape and size, and what they use their parts for. She inadvertently shudders, perhaps out of this fear but moreso because of the newfound intensity of such sensations, and she focuses on the latter. The tickling of her inner thigh, the jostling of her mammaries, the slight but unmistakeable twitch of her lower lips…each fills her with heady pleasure as she simply wants to prolong this warm contact on the chilly night. Her body only encourages this as it does what it's designed for, a barely perceptible yet arousing musky smell arising from their union. He can feel the faint outlines of muscle on her belly as he shifts up and down, while her breaths tighten or loosen the space around his member.
>>154466
From Mustard's perspective, surely he must be able to see Amber's soft, purple eyes reflecting the moonlight, and the stars of the heavens reflected from the black of her eyes. Yet Amber cannot experience the same. Mustard Trim keeps his eyes closed for extended periods of time, probably half of all of the time they are locked together. His face is dark and shrouded against the starry sky above her. She can't much see his face at all, save for a part of his dark yellow muzzle that appears in the moonlight, and the soft blue rings of his eyes.
His mane starts to fall down. Amber gets a feel of his straight mane, of the bones under his shoulders, and can feel his ribs. If she presses up, underneath his jacket, she can feel his fur, and press into the skin underneath. Mustard Trim simply maintains his grip on her, as he focuses on her mouth and lower body.
Her hind legs have a different experience. His rump and flank are naked, and her own fur and skin rub directly against his. She can feel him unmediated. Her hindlegs cannot contain him, and do not. He wants to hump her, and that is what he does, moving up and down along her.
His genitals continue to poke into her belly, and to rub against her teats. What she feels depends on where she is in her breath, and where he is in his thrust. Sometimes the touch is light, sometimes he rubs firmly, and sometimes she's poked in the belly. He moves his body a little further away from her. Her chest still contacts the fur of his, exposed under his hanging jacket. But he moves lower, and further away. At one point, he almost gets caught on her clitoris. Almost. She can feel the rub, and he moves right past her clitoris, and to her teats. As he moves in and up her, she can feel his testicles just barely touch the end of her lips.
Mustard makes no sound save for a couple grunts, and a number of labored breaths. But indeed he does breath heavily, sometimes blowing air through his nostrils onto Amber, and sometimes breathing into her mouth.
[1d20 = 16]
From Mustard's perspective, surely he must be able to see Amber's soft, purple eyes reflecting the moonlight, and the stars of the heavens reflected from the black of her eyes. Yet Amber cannot experience the same. Mustard Trim keeps his eyes closed for extended periods of time, probably half of all of the time they are locked together. His face is dark and shrouded against the starry sky above her. She can't much see his face at all, save for a part of his dark yellow muzzle that appears in the moonlight, and the soft blue rings of his eyes.
His mane starts to fall down. Amber gets a feel of his straight mane, of the bones under his shoulders, and can feel his ribs. If she presses up, underneath his jacket, she can feel his fur, and press into the skin underneath. Mustard Trim simply maintains his grip on her, as he focuses on her mouth and lower body.
Her hind legs have a different experience. His rump and flank are naked, and her own fur and skin rub directly against his. She can feel him unmediated. Her hindlegs cannot contain him, and do not. He wants to hump her, and that is what he does, moving up and down along her.
His genitals continue to poke into her belly, and to rub against her teats. What she feels depends on where she is in her breath, and where he is in his thrust. Sometimes the touch is light, sometimes he rubs firmly, and sometimes she's poked in the belly. He moves his body a little further away from her. Her chest still contacts the fur of his, exposed under his hanging jacket. But he moves lower, and further away. At one point, he almost gets caught on her clitoris. Almost. She can feel the rub, and he moves right past her clitoris, and to her teats. As he moves in and up her, she can feel his testicles just barely touch the end of her lips.
Mustard makes no sound save for a couple grunts, and a number of labored breaths. But indeed he does breath heavily, sometimes blowing air through his nostrils onto Amber, and sometimes breathing into her mouth.
[1d20 = 16]
>>154467
As Amber continues the kiss, their hot breath intermingling and steaming in the chill air, she continues to look at him with intense love–or lust, depending on how cynical one is. She longs to be able to see her first–perhaps only–lover better, rather than hidden by shadow. But he is able to see every detail on her face, every eyelash and the individual yellow and white hairs on her face. Her mouth still has the odd taste combination of creamy chowder and sweet chocolate.
She tries to put her hooves under his jacket, though it doesn't have to be a tight fit to make that a difficult task.
The filly quietly gasps whenever she feels the soft pressure of firm flesh up against her belly. When he pulls back she seems to panic for a moment, afraid that he's leaving her at this most tender moment. However, his push forward, as it grazes and pushes against the bare skin of her vulva wrapped around her clitoris, pleasures her at least as much as it does him. She jitters and moans more loudly into his mouth, squirming as his privates push up between her legs. Once again she pushes her tongue into his mouth, the tip groping around behind his teeth.
As if afraid he'll pull away again, she shifts her hind legs back and behind his rump, digging her hooves into his buttocks to keep him there. This has the effect that if he wanted to penetrate her, he would not be able to unless if he broke away violently, and he's limited to shorter movements from between her muscular thighs, up between her smooth breasts, and up against her stomach.
As Amber continues the kiss, their hot breath intermingling and steaming in the chill air, she continues to look at him with intense love–or lust, depending on how cynical one is. She longs to be able to see her first–perhaps only–lover better, rather than hidden by shadow. But he is able to see every detail on her face, every eyelash and the individual yellow and white hairs on her face. Her mouth still has the odd taste combination of creamy chowder and sweet chocolate.
She tries to put her hooves under his jacket, though it doesn't have to be a tight fit to make that a difficult task.
The filly quietly gasps whenever she feels the soft pressure of firm flesh up against her belly. When he pulls back she seems to panic for a moment, afraid that he's leaving her at this most tender moment. However, his push forward, as it grazes and pushes against the bare skin of her vulva wrapped around her clitoris, pleasures her at least as much as it does him. She jitters and moans more loudly into his mouth, squirming as his privates push up between her legs. Once again she pushes her tongue into his mouth, the tip groping around behind his teeth.
As if afraid he'll pull away again, she shifts her hind legs back and behind his rump, digging her hooves into his buttocks to keep him there. This has the effect that if he wanted to penetrate her, he would not be able to unless if he broke away violently, and he's limited to shorter movements from between her muscular thighs, up between her smooth breasts, and up against her stomach.
>>154468
He makes a smile as she touches his teeth, evidently finding the sensation as strange as she does.
When Amber locks him into place, he stops the kiss, and stops his movement. He pulls his head away and looks into her eyes. She can see his soft blue eyes, his mane hanging down on the side, and his long muzzle. A bit of spit hangs from his lips. A few seconds of staring into Amber's eyes, and he moves back in, pressing his lips to hers, and placing his tongue into her mouth.
With that part of Amber off limits, he resumes making love to her teats, her belly, and her inner thighs. She feels a ring in his flesh press against the flesh of her teats. She feels, and now can hear, him make fast, short thrusts across her belly and teats. His movements are quick and consistent. There's a kind of commitment to these movements she hasn't seen in him before.
Minute, after minute, after minute, he continues, humping her teats, and pressing his tongue into her mouth
He makes a smile as she touches his teeth, evidently finding the sensation as strange as she does.
When Amber locks him into place, he stops the kiss, and stops his movement. He pulls his head away and looks into her eyes. She can see his soft blue eyes, his mane hanging down on the side, and his long muzzle. A bit of spit hangs from his lips. A few seconds of staring into Amber's eyes, and he moves back in, pressing his lips to hers, and placing his tongue into her mouth.
With that part of Amber off limits, he resumes making love to her teats, her belly, and her inner thighs. She feels a ring in his flesh press against the flesh of her teats. She feels, and now can hear, him make fast, short thrusts across her belly and teats. His movements are quick and consistent. There's a kind of commitment to these movements she hasn't seen in him before.
Minute, after minute, after minute, he continues, humping her teats, and pressing his tongue into her mouth
>>154469
When he hangs in space between kisses Mustard can see Amber gazing up at him, breathing heavily and expectantly. She closes her eyes and keeps them closed as they resumed, shivering with pleasure.
Her hind legs have relaxed a little, now rubbing their hooves up and down his rear. She can't quite reach around to touch his perineum, but they do brush him in a sensitive place where he probably isn't used to being touched. Yet another way Amber has touched a stallion in a new way. As they do so the space between her thighs tightens and loosens, with the sensation he feels alternating between the soft touch of just her fur to a stronger grip he must struggle to squeeze between. Her teats aren't entirely hairless except for the nipples themselves–which poke into and move around his abdomen–but are covered with a fuzz like a peach. He can feel distinctly that they are not deep enough to make a "canyon" for his member to fit entirely within, but are decently wide and form a pleasant cushion.
His mate beneath him moans intermittently, usually when his medial ring as well as his tip press into her flesh just so, or when his scrotum bounces up against her vulva. This entire form of embrace and his rhythmic motions feel strange, even dirty, for Amber, but somehow right and natural too, and this odd combination causes trills of pleasure bouncing from her mouth, tail, and everywhere in between.
When he hangs in space between kisses Mustard can see Amber gazing up at him, breathing heavily and expectantly. She closes her eyes and keeps them closed as they resumed, shivering with pleasure.
Her hind legs have relaxed a little, now rubbing their hooves up and down his rear. She can't quite reach around to touch his perineum, but they do brush him in a sensitive place where he probably isn't used to being touched. Yet another way Amber has touched a stallion in a new way. As they do so the space between her thighs tightens and loosens, with the sensation he feels alternating between the soft touch of just her fur to a stronger grip he must struggle to squeeze between. Her teats aren't entirely hairless except for the nipples themselves–which poke into and move around his abdomen–but are covered with a fuzz like a peach. He can feel distinctly that they are not deep enough to make a "canyon" for his member to fit entirely within, but are decently wide and form a pleasant cushion.
His mate beneath him moans intermittently, usually when his medial ring as well as his tip press into her flesh just so, or when his scrotum bounces up against her vulva. This entire form of embrace and his rhythmic motions feel strange, even dirty, for Amber, but somehow right and natural too, and this odd combination causes trills of pleasure bouncing from her mouth, tail, and everywhere in between.
>>154470
Mustard wicks his tail on a few occasions, and makes a small whinny, besides labored breaths
As Amber relaxes, and lets her guard down, there is another moment where he slows down, and it seems he will again pull back and away to shift his position. But this is not so, and he resumes his pattern of movements, quickly rubbing himself against her. He places a forehoof under her head, to help pull her muzzle to his.
He continues, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until Amber can feel it. A spurt of liquid issues forth from him, and pours onto her belly. He doesn't seem to notice, but moves forward at the same speed, pulling liquid back, and spreading it along her belly, even mixing it into her fur. And then another small spurt of liquid, and another, and another, and another, as he makes grunts, and continues to thrust. Each thrust spreads the sticky liquid around her belly, and rubs it into her fur. With a final squirt, he pulls away. A small puddle is left on Amber's fur, only a few inches of fur, skin and flesh separate from Amber's womb.
Mustard wicks his tail on a few occasions, and makes a small whinny, besides labored breaths
As Amber relaxes, and lets her guard down, there is another moment where he slows down, and it seems he will again pull back and away to shift his position. But this is not so, and he resumes his pattern of movements, quickly rubbing himself against her. He places a forehoof under her head, to help pull her muzzle to his.
He continues, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until Amber can feel it. A spurt of liquid issues forth from him, and pours onto her belly. He doesn't seem to notice, but moves forward at the same speed, pulling liquid back, and spreading it along her belly, even mixing it into her fur. And then another small spurt of liquid, and another, and another, and another, as he makes grunts, and continues to thrust. Each thrust spreads the sticky liquid around her belly, and rubs it into her fur. With a final squirt, he pulls away. A small puddle is left on Amber's fur, only a few inches of fur, skin and flesh separate from Amber's womb.
>>154471
Amber was wondering for how long he would continue these odd motions, and why he was doing them in the first place. When he slows down, she thinks, He must be getting tired of this strange exercise, before delighting in another kiss.
Then he finds release, and she feels an odd throbbing and pulsing against her before the wetness seeps through her fur. Her eyes widen in shock and she pulls back from the kiss, still breathing heavily though at a loss for words. As their bodies were pressed so tightly together, there is almost as much of the liquid on him as on her, and when he pulls away thick, slimy strands hang between them before falling back to that orgasmic puddle. The young mare swallows, takes a deep breath and asks,
"Did you…did you just wet on me?"
Amber was wondering for how long he would continue these odd motions, and why he was doing them in the first place. When he slows down, she thinks, He must be getting tired of this strange exercise, before delighting in another kiss.
Then he finds release, and she feels an odd throbbing and pulsing against her before the wetness seeps through her fur. Her eyes widen in shock and she pulls back from the kiss, still breathing heavily though at a loss for words. As their bodies were pressed so tightly together, there is almost as much of the liquid on him as on her, and when he pulls away thick, slimy strands hang between them before falling back to that orgasmic puddle. The young mare swallows, takes a deep breath and asks,
"Did you…did you just wet on me?"
>>154472
He completely moves off of her
"No" he says, almost defensively
He starts giggling, taking a breath, giggling, and taking another breath in succession.
As he pulls away, he moves his jacket aside to try to keep it clean, and he sits up at an angle, attempting to use his thigh to hide himself. He fails, but he's clearly trying.
He completely moves off of her
"No" he says, almost defensively
He starts giggling, taking a breath, giggling, and taking another breath in succession.
As he pulls away, he moves his jacket aside to try to keep it clean, and he sits up at an angle, attempting to use his thigh to hide himself. He fails, but he's clearly trying.
>>154473
Almost in contrast, she remains lying down but raises her head and upper body as far as she is able to in order to have a look at herself. Her fur is matted and wet all along her lower body, and some of the liquid has dripped down her sides, but a tablespoonful remains pooled between her belly button and teats.
"You did," she says loudly, though more as a statement than as an accusation. Her own arousal has largely died down as a result of this development and thoughts keep pouring through her brain. Did he "let himself go" on purpose or accidentally from the excitement? All she can mutter is, "Ew."
Almost in contrast, she remains lying down but raises her head and upper body as far as she is able to in order to have a look at herself. Her fur is matted and wet all along her lower body, and some of the liquid has dripped down her sides, but a tablespoonful remains pooled between her belly button and teats.
"You did," she says loudly, though more as a statement than as an accusation. Her own arousal has largely died down as a result of this development and thoughts keep pouring through her brain. Did he "let himself go" on purpose or accidentally from the excitement? All she can mutter is, "Ew."
>>154474
“Hehehe, I’m sorry, hehehe.” He sits upright with the toothiest grin his cheeks can manage. He continuously takes loud breathes in, abs then laughs between every breath.
Well, at least it isn’t that much liquid?
“Hehehe, I’m sorry, hehehe.” He sits upright with the toothiest grin his cheeks can manage. He continuously takes loud breathes in, abs then laughs between every breath.
Well, at least it isn’t that much liquid?
>>154475
"Colts are weird…" she mutters as she flips onto her side and staggers onto her hooves. It's not much liquid at all, but she stiffens as she can feel it drip off her onto the thirsty grass below. She shakes herself off to get dirt and leaves out of her hair, but there's no way she can put her dress on now.
Mustard's first–perhaps only–conquest still looks to wear an expression that is a mixture of umbrage, disgust and embarrassment. It's not the same as drooling on myself, she thinks. We were cuddling, and he had an accidenton me, without warning, and now he's laughing about it! What a gross joke!
"Colts are weird…" she mutters as she flips onto her side and staggers onto her hooves. It's not much liquid at all, but she stiffens as she can feel it drip off her onto the thirsty grass below. She shakes herself off to get dirt and leaves out of her hair, but there's no way she can put her dress on now.
Mustard's first–perhaps only–conquest still looks to wear an expression that is a mixture of umbrage, disgust and embarrassment. It's not the same as drooling on myself, she thinks. We were cuddling, and he had an accidenton me, without warning, and now he's laughing about it! What a gross joke!
Schedule changed, I can play tomorrow, just not on Sunday
>>154477
Her expression softens somewhat and she sits by him, nuzzling his cheek briefly. "The rest of it made up for it. It was fun…but still weird. How are you feelin'?"
>>154477
Her expression softens somewhat and she sits by him, nuzzling his cheek briefly. "The rest of it made up for it. It was fun…but still weird. How are you feelin'?"
>>154478
“Hehehe, I’m sorry, hehehe, I like you, hehehe”
He’s rocking back and forth slightly, his tail is curled around his hind legs. He has pulled his right thigh and his jacket in what appears to be an attempt to cover himself. His smile remains unnaturally wide
“Hehehe, I’m sorry, hehehe, I like you, hehehe”
He’s rocking back and forth slightly, his tail is curled around his hind legs. He has pulled his right thigh and his jacket in what appears to be an attempt to cover himself. His smile remains unnaturally wide
>>154479
So this is what he's like when he's embarrassed. He's awfully cute when he's embarrassed. She resumes the pose she had briefly before their moment of passion, leaning against him while she puts a foreleg around his shoulders. "I like you too. I ain't ever gotten so close to a colt before, and I'm starting to see why fillies chase after them." She shyly smiles and kisses his cheek.
So this is what he's like when he's embarrassed. He's awfully cute when he's embarrassed. She resumes the pose she had briefly before their moment of passion, leaning against him while she puts a foreleg around his shoulders. "I like you too. I ain't ever gotten so close to a colt before, and I'm starting to see why fillies chase after them." She shyly smiles and kisses his cheek.
>>154480
The disgusting substance is still plastered all over Amber’s belly.
He continues his low volume laugh, though it subsides more and more, and he has moments where he’s able to keep his mouth closed completely. He places his foreleg over her, and starts nuzzling her neck and cheeks.
The disgusting substance is still plastered all over Amber’s belly.
He continues his low volume laugh, though it subsides more and more, and he has moments where he’s able to keep his mouth closed completely. He places his foreleg over her, and starts nuzzling her neck and cheeks.
>>154481
She nuzzles him back, looking out over the horizon and trying to make out constellations. "We really need to wash up…my place has a shower, and I can't imagine you trying to go home in the state you are now."
She nuzzles him back, looking out over the horizon and trying to make out constellations. "We really need to wash up…my place has a shower, and I can't imagine you trying to go home in the state you are now."
>>154482
He closes his mouth, and looks up to Amber. His fur looks nearly golden in the moonlight, and his jacket is dark snd hard to see.
“Go home?”
He closes his mouth, and looks up to Amber. His fur looks nearly golden in the moonlight, and his jacket is dark snd hard to see.
“Go home?”
>>154483
Her own ruddy mane is quite disheveled compared to when they left the restaurant, with stray hairs every which way as well as numerous knots. The chilly air has mostly dried out her belly, but her fur is now almost flaky. She runs a hoof over it with a grimace. "Whenever you want, there ain't any rush. I'm content just stayin' here for now, if that's alright with you."
Her own ruddy mane is quite disheveled compared to when they left the restaurant, with stray hairs every which way as well as numerous knots. The chilly air has mostly dried out her belly, but her fur is now almost flaky. She runs a hoof over it with a grimace. "Whenever you want, there ain't any rush. I'm content just stayin' here for now, if that's alright with you."
>>154476
>Mustard's first–perhaps only–conquest still looks to wear an expression that is a mixture of umbrage, disgust and embarrassment.
I appreciate the effort to shit-talk Mustard, and the echo of the statement about Amber’s lover, but I think you’re being a little to generous to call what he did a “conquest.”
>>154484
He nuzzles her again
“I don’t want to go home.”
>Mustard's first–perhaps only–conquest still looks to wear an expression that is a mixture of umbrage, disgust and embarrassment.
I appreciate the effort to shit-talk Mustard, and the echo of the statement about Amber’s lover, but I think you’re being a little to generous to call what he did a “conquest.”
>>154484
He nuzzles her again
“I don’t want to go home.”
>>154485
lol, true
She presses her muzzle against his neck, taking in his scent. "We don't have to…you want to camp out here instead?" Her voice wavers with hesitancy regarding this prospect.
lol, true
She presses her muzzle against his neck, taking in his scent. "We don't have to…you want to camp out here instead?" Her voice wavers with hesitancy regarding this prospect.
>>154486
He smells like…..
chlorine
Mostly he doesn’t have a smell, though there is more than a hint of sweat.
“No… I don’t really want to stay the night here. I guess we can head back.”
He smells like…..
chlorine
Mostly he doesn’t have a smell, though there is more than a hint of sweat.
“No… I don’t really want to stay the night here. I guess we can head back.”
>>154487
Amber stands up, shifting her weight back and forth a few seconds to stretch her legs before turning to go. She smiles at Mustard with lidded eyes. "Maybe we can camp here for real another time?" she asks.
Amber stands up, shifting her weight back and forth a few seconds to stretch her legs before turning to go. She smiles at Mustard with lidded eyes. "Maybe we can camp here for real another time?" she asks.
>>154488
He’s stopped laughing, stopped breathing audibly, and stopped smiling. He moves his muzzle down, and looks at the mess he has created.
“Maybe we can” he says. “I think this will be a nice place to come back to.”
He’s stopped laughing, stopped breathing audibly, and stopped smiling. He moves his muzzle down, and looks at the mess he has created.
“Maybe we can” he says. “I think this will be a nice place to come back to.”
>>154489
She tries to find the trail they came up on. She's taking deep breaths of the cool fresh air. "Thanks for taking me here, it really is magical. And for the…uh, cuddling."
She tries to find the trail they came up on. She's taking deep breaths of the cool fresh air. "Thanks for taking me here, it really is magical. And for the…uh, cuddling."
>>154490
“Magical” he says. “That’s a good way to say it.” He pauses for a moment. “We don’t have to be done cuddling”
There may be a moment where Amber fears she’s lost the trail, but she does find it, as it leads away from the clearing, down the hill.
“Magical” he says. “That’s a good way to say it.” He pauses for a moment. “We don’t have to be done cuddling”
There may be a moment where Amber fears she’s lost the trail, but she does find it, as it leads away from the clearing, down the hill.
>>154491
She giggles as she proceeds down the hill. "I'm open to it, almost anytime. It's uh, bunches of fun," she says, blushing and looking behind her.
She giggles as she proceeds down the hill. "I'm open to it, almost anytime. It's uh, bunches of fun," she says, blushing and looking behind her.
>>154492
He moves besides her, and tries to rub himself against her. For most of the walk, he focuses on her, though he occasionally looks at the stars, or at the pine trees. Mustard proceeds slowly. The trees make a rustling sound as the wind blows.
“This has been fun.” He says
He moves besides her, and tries to rub himself against her. For most of the walk, he focuses on her, though he occasionally looks at the stars, or at the pine trees. Mustard proceeds slowly. The trees make a rustling sound as the wind blows.
“This has been fun.” He says
>>154493
Amber has no objection to being rubbed, or rubbing him back. She's content to know he's there, and enjoys the feel of the cool earth underneath her hooves and the soft breeze blowing through her mane. Part of the way back she stops suddenly. "Sorry, nature calls and I can't hold it the rest of the way," she says with a blush on her cheeks.
She trots over next to a tree, turns around to face him, and flips her tail over her back. Immediately a shimmering, heavy stream arches up from her backside and audibly splashes onto the ground. She looks straight ahead, not saying anything and avoiding eye contact.
Amber has no objection to being rubbed, or rubbing him back. She's content to know he's there, and enjoys the feel of the cool earth underneath her hooves and the soft breeze blowing through her mane. Part of the way back she stops suddenly. "Sorry, nature calls and I can't hold it the rest of the way," she says with a blush on her cheeks.
She trots over next to a tree, turns around to face him, and flips her tail over her back. Immediately a shimmering, heavy stream arches up from her backside and audibly splashes onto the ground. She looks straight ahead, not saying anything and avoiding eye contact.
>>154495
She clearly needed to relieve herself, as the stream lasts for half a minute then stops, only for it to resume for another ten seconds. When she finally finishes, she leaves the steaming patch and rejoins him with an awkward smile on her face. "Shall we go?"
She clearly needed to relieve herself, as the stream lasts for half a minute then stops, only for it to resume for another ten seconds. When she finally finishes, she leaves the steaming patch and rejoins him with an awkward smile on her face. "Shall we go?"
>>154496
"Heh. Yeah" He says. He joins her by her side, walking the trail down the side of the hill, going closer to the road. The wind is cool.
"Heh. Yeah" He says. He joins her by her side, walking the trail down the side of the hill, going closer to the road. The wind is cool.
>>154500
Found it. It's on a branch tucked just a little ways away from the road, though not visible from there.
Found it. It's on a branch tucked just a little ways away from the road, though not visible from there.
>>154501
"Glad I found it so readily. It's important to have a good sense of direction on an outing like this," she says with a grin and a wink. She folds the dress and carries it on her back.
"Glad I found it so readily. It's important to have a good sense of direction on an outing like this," she says with a grin and a wink. She folds the dress and carries it on her back.
>>154502
"Yeah" He waits for her, and looks around him. He looks a little surprised
"How'd you find that so easily?"
"Yeah" He waits for her, and looks around him. He looks a little surprised
"How'd you find that so easily?"
>>154503
"Well, see that rock with the moss over there? I knew it was next to a corner of this trail, and if you line them up they point right to the tree. Landmarks, even little ones, make it a piece of cake."
"Well, see that rock with the moss over there? I knew it was next to a corner of this trail, and if you line them up they point right to the tree. Landmarks, even little ones, make it a piece of cake."
>>154504
He looks over at the moss-covered rock.
"Huh.... well... That's neat."
The two walk along the road, and near the cliffs. An automobile drives by, and the two are illuminated in the headlights for a moment. The restaurant and shop are visible off in the distance, further away.
He looks over at the moss-covered rock.
"Huh.... well... That's neat."
The two walk along the road, and near the cliffs. An automobile drives by, and the two are illuminated in the headlights for a moment. The restaurant and shop are visible off in the distance, further away.
>>154505
Amber makes sure they're well on the side of the road. She hopes those establishments will be open after all the romping in the woods they've been up to.
Amber makes sure they're well on the side of the road. She hopes those establishments will be open after all the romping in the woods they've been up to.
>>154507
She pauses to straighten up her appearance, at least what little she can, and approaches the building with Mustard.
She pauses to straighten up her appearance, at least what little she can, and approaches the building with Mustard.
>>154508
She still has substance caked over her belly, but her jacket helps. Mustard Trim adjusts his jacket, trying to cover himself.
Inside, a grey stallion cleans a table, a couple customers dine in one booth, and the pink mare sits in a chair reading what seems to be a textbook not far from the door.
She still has substance caked over her belly, but her jacket helps. Mustard Trim adjusts his jacket, trying to cover himself.
Inside, a grey stallion cleans a table, a couple customers dine in one booth, and the pink mare sits in a chair reading what seems to be a textbook not far from the door.
>>154509
Fortunately, the belly is one of the least visible parts of a pony, and at least she isn't discolored or smelling particularly strongly.
She whispers to Mustard, "Who should we ask?"
Fortunately, the belly is one of the least visible parts of a pony, and at least she isn't discolored or smelling particularly strongly.
She whispers to Mustard, "Who should we ask?"
>>154510
Of his own initiative, he approaches the pink mare as she sits and reads the... it looks like a math book, and asks her
"Hey, can you still help call that taxi?"
He has an awkward smile while she tries to evaluate him and her
Of his own initiative, he approaches the pink mare as she sits and reads the... it looks like a math book, and asks her
"Hey, can you still help call that taxi?"
He has an awkward smile while she tries to evaluate him and her
>>154511
Amber stands behind Mustard and paws the ground while smiling awkwardly at her. Oh darn, I should have figured he would have approached the pretty filly. She's smart too, it's a good thing she doesn't live close to his house…
Amber stands behind Mustard and paws the ground while smiling awkwardly at her. Oh darn, I should have figured he would have approached the pretty filly. She's smart too, it's a good thing she doesn't live close to his house…
>>154512
It's Precalculus, by the way. The mare could absolutely be Amber's classmate, and she is thinner and lankier than her.
She answers Mustard's request
"Sure. Let me call one"
She stands up, moves over, and makes a call on the rotary phone
It's Precalculus, by the way. The mare could absolutely be Amber's classmate, and she is thinner and lankier than her.
She answers Mustard's request
"Sure. Let me call one"
She stands up, moves over, and makes a call on the rotary phone
>>154513
When the mare isn't looking her way, she squints to try to discern any details or characteristics. Probably won't be a serious contender for Mustard's affections, but you never know after all.
When the mare isn't looking her way, she squints to try to discern any details or characteristics. Probably won't be a serious contender for Mustard's affections, but you never know after all.
>>154515
Distinct mannerisms as well as physical details which might be considered more or less attractive to a pony like Mustard Trim. No need to write too much, I consider this filler tbh.
Distinct mannerisms as well as physical details which might be considered more or less attractive to a pony like Mustard Trim. No need to write too much, I consider this filler tbh.
>>154516
>Filler
well that's disappointing
Her mane is well kept, she has a thinner overall appearance, and she doesn't speak much.
>Filler
well that's disappointing
Her mane is well kept, she has a thinner overall appearance, and she doesn't speak much.
>>154517
Oof, didn't mean I didn't appreciate it. I just don't like pushing you to spend half an hour thinking of/describing characters who probably won't appear again.
Do colts prefer thinner mares? I think they do… she thinks to herself. But she's much less worried about Mustard than last time she was in the restaurant.
Oof, didn't mean I didn't appreciate it. I just don't like pushing you to spend half an hour thinking of/describing characters who probably won't appear again.
Do colts prefer thinner mares? I think they do… she thinks to herself. But she's much less worried about Mustard than last time she was in the restaurant.
>>154518
>Not putting effort into one-shot characters
While waiting for the taxi, he strikes up a conversation with her. Her name is Aster Spring. She lives in the nearby town of Maretime Bay (not Baltimare, fortunately for Amber) and is a senior in a public highschool there who is having difficulty with precalculus. Her father, the grey stallion who is helping clean up tables, owns this restaurant and has been running it for a decade. She helps him out here. Business has indeed not been great, especially since the invasion of the east coast. It has, however, been better in the last year or so, with Winter simply being a normal off-season.
Mustard speaks about being a waiter. He confesses that he suspects that he's being singled out at work for worse sections.
Taxi's here
>Not putting effort into one-shot characters
While waiting for the taxi, he strikes up a conversation with her. Her name is Aster Spring. She lives in the nearby town of Maretime Bay (not Baltimare, fortunately for Amber) and is a senior in a public highschool there who is having difficulty with precalculus. Her father, the grey stallion who is helping clean up tables, owns this restaurant and has been running it for a decade. She helps him out here. Business has indeed not been great, especially since the invasion of the east coast. It has, however, been better in the last year or so, with Winter simply being a normal off-season.
Mustard speaks about being a waiter. He confesses that he suspects that he's being singled out at work for worse sections.
Taxi's here
>>154519
"I work at the same restaurant, and I can attest that it really does seem like that," she pipes up. "The restaurant business is pretty tough. Do you think things will get better after you graduate?"
"I work at the same restaurant, and I can attest that it really does seem like that," she pipes up. "The restaurant business is pretty tough. Do you think things will get better after you graduate?"
>>154522
"I don't know yet" She answers
"I'll be applying this semester. My father will miss the help."
"I don't know yet" She answers
"I'll be applying this semester. My father will miss the help."
>>154523
"Well then…best of luck, and thank you for the taxi call" says Amber with a small smile.
She bumps Mustard's cheek with her forehead. "I think I heard the car outside."
"Well then…best of luck, and thank you for the taxi call" says Amber with a small smile.
She bumps Mustard's cheek with her forehead. "I think I heard the car outside."
>>154524
he is bumped
The two go outside into the night to the waiting taxi. A green earth pony stallion is the driver, and the two get into the back. Mustard Trim opens the door for her
he is bumped
The two go outside into the night to the waiting taxi. A green earth pony stallion is the driver, and the two get into the back. Mustard Trim opens the door for her
>>154525
"Thank you!" She hops in and sets her dress down next to her. She sits in the middle of the bench with her forelegs between her hind legs and waits for Mustard to hop in.
"Thank you!" She hops in and sets her dress down next to her. She sits in the middle of the bench with her forelegs between her hind legs and waits for Mustard to hop in.
>>154529
She shrugs. There's nowhere else they should really go in the state they're in. Leaning forward, she says, "Driver, can you take us to…" and gives him her address.
She shrugs. There's nowhere else they should really go in the state they're in. Leaning forward, she says, "Driver, can you take us to…" and gives him her address.
>>154531
She speaks up. "This sure is better than trotting the whole way back. That could have taken all night."
She speaks up. "This sure is better than trotting the whole way back. That could have taken all night."
>>154532
"Yeah, I'd hate to have to trot that whole way. The hill and back was enough." He attempts to smile.
He turns and looks to her, gazing longingly.
"Yeah, I'd hate to have to trot that whole way. The hill and back was enough." He attempts to smile.
He turns and looks to her, gazing longingly.
>>154533
She turns to him and bows her head to plant her forehead against his, looking deep into his eyes as well.
She turns to him and bows her head to plant her forehead against his, looking deep into his eyes as well.
>>154534
Before, under the light of the restaurant near the door, Amber could discern the individual frazzled hairs on his mane, the creases on his jacket, and the dirt on his legs. But in the backseat of the taxi, her view of him returns to veiled combination of a non-distinct black center with a blurred dark gold periphery. His eyes, visible mostly as pale white orbs with light blue rings, meet hers. His muzzle is longer than hers, and he starts the rub the fur of the top of his muzzle against her snout.
Before, under the light of the restaurant near the door, Amber could discern the individual frazzled hairs on his mane, the creases on his jacket, and the dirt on his legs. But in the backseat of the taxi, her view of him returns to veiled combination of a non-distinct black center with a blurred dark gold periphery. His eyes, visible mostly as pale white orbs with light blue rings, meet hers. His muzzle is longer than hers, and he starts the rub the fur of the top of his muzzle against her snout.
>>154535
Amber joins in for him, pivoting her head to rub her velvety, sensitive nose up between his eyes and down to his own nose. She giggles softly as tingles pitter-patter down her spine.
Amber joins in for him, pivoting her head to rub her velvety, sensitive nose up between his eyes and down to his own nose. She giggles softly as tingles pitter-patter down her spine.
>>154536
“Hehehe” he starts to giggle as well, as his eyes seem to become brighter, abs his lips pull back into a smile. He moves his right leg around her, and pulls her in closer. His jacket moves with his arm, and it almost seems that she could be embraced under the jacket. His muzzle hairs are perhaps a bit more corse than would be preferred.
“Hehehe” he starts to giggle as well, as his eyes seem to become brighter, abs his lips pull back into a smile. He moves his right leg around her, and pulls her in closer. His jacket moves with his arm, and it almost seems that she could be embraced under the jacket. His muzzle hairs are perhaps a bit more corse than would be preferred.
>>154537
Amber pushes her hoof under his jacket and lets his body rest against his, enjoying his warmth. She kisses him on the tip of his nose before pulling her head back. Despite the darkness in the car, he may be able to make out a blush.
Amber pushes her hoof under his jacket and lets his body rest against his, enjoying his warmth. She kisses him on the tip of his nose before pulling her head back. Despite the darkness in the car, he may be able to make out a blush.
>>154538
He places the hoof lower on her body, to around where her chest and belly meet. He pulls her closer, until the fur of her upper body contacts his. He tries to pull his jacket around her, though the jacket is a bit to small for it to work like that. He begins snuggling her.
With his eyes snd lips, he makes an almost awkward smile at the small kiss, again looking into her eyes
He places the hoof lower on her body, to around where her chest and belly meet. He pulls her closer, until the fur of her upper body contacts his. He tries to pull his jacket around her, though the jacket is a bit to small for it to work like that. He begins snuggling her.
With his eyes snd lips, he makes an almost awkward smile at the small kiss, again looking into her eyes
>>154539
She hesitantly joins in snuggling, returning his awkward smile. There is a key difference between the top of a hill and here, though: they aren't exactly alone, and she's aware of that.
She hesitantly joins in snuggling, returning his awkward smile. There is a key difference between the top of a hill and here, though: they aren't exactly alone, and she's aware of that.
>>154540
frown
If it wasn’t abundantly obvious, their position halfway along the peninsula is a long way from Amber’s apartment in East Baltimare.
frown
If it wasn’t abundantly obvious, their position halfway along the peninsula is a long way from Amber’s apartment in East Baltimare.
>>154541
A thought occurs to her. Mustard will almost certainly want to become intimate with her when they get back to her apartment. That prospect worries her much less than it would have several hours ago, but now she gets the sense he won't wait!
A thought occurs to her. Mustard will almost certainly want to become intimate with her when they get back to her apartment. That prospect worries her much less than it would have several hours ago, but now she gets the sense he won't wait!
>>154542
Amber alone has the key to her own apartment.
Besides Guido
The drive is maybe as long as 20 minutes past occasional houses down country roads, then past rows of single family homes, row houses, and finally tenement buildings and factories.
The taxi arrives at Amber’s own tenement building, unglamorous as it is, and stops.
Amber alone has the key to her own apartment.
Besides Guido
The drive is maybe as long as 20 minutes past occasional houses down country roads, then past rows of single family homes, row houses, and finally tenement buildings and factories.
The taxi arrives at Amber’s own tenement building, unglamorous as it is, and stops.
>>154547
She pays the sum from her funds that she did NOT earn from "touching stallions."
Does she now have 17 bits left? The up-to-date balance is on another computer
She pays the sum from her funds that she did NOT earn from "touching stallions."
Does she now have 17 bits left? The up-to-date balance is on another computer
>>154548
I felt like she had 56 bits remaining, but maybe I’m wrong.
Mustard Trim silently accepts a situation that is both humiliating and strictly necessary.
He looks to Amber
I felt like she had 56 bits remaining, but maybe I’m wrong.
Mustard Trim silently accepts a situation that is both humiliating and strictly necessary.
He looks to Amber
>>154549
I won't be making any big purchases before checking
She gets out the paper bits and pays the cabbie, thanking him for the ride.
I won't be making any big purchases before checking
She gets out the paper bits and pays the cabbie, thanking him for the ride.
>>154551
She grabs her dress and hops out of the cab. She looks around the street before trying to sneak in the building alongside Mustard.
She grabs her dress and hops out of the cab. She looks around the street before trying to sneak in the building alongside Mustard.
>>154553
As Amber pointed out earlier, he's not exactly in a state to be sent home. He's not likely to get in less trouble if he goes back now than if he stays longer and goes back clean, and there's nothing wrong with having a houseguest.
She beckons him to come indoors.
As Amber pointed out earlier, he's not exactly in a state to be sent home. He's not likely to get in less trouble if he goes back now than if he stays longer and goes back clean, and there's nothing wrong with having a houseguest.
She beckons him to come indoors.
>>154554
His tail moves side to side, and he has a wide grin. He happily trots besides her.
“So. This is where you live?”
His tail moves side to side, and he has a wide grin. He happily trots besides her.
“So. This is where you live?”
>>154555
"Mhm. Sorry it ain't much, and I can't even offer you anything to eat or drink except for water…"
Her own tail swings left and right in a mixture of giddy excitement and nervousness as she goes beside him up the flights of stairs, eventually turning into the hallway.
"Mhm. Sorry it ain't much, and I can't even offer you anything to eat or drink except for water…"
Her own tail swings left and right in a mixture of giddy excitement and nervousness as she goes beside him up the flights of stairs, eventually turning into the hallway.
>>154556
Amber is covered in a coat of crusty cum. It is beginning to smell. Most of it matted in a puddle on her fur, but some of it dripped and ran further away.
For all of Mustard Trim’s protests about money, there is no hiding the fact that Amber’s single bedroom rented apartment is much smaller, in an older, lower quality building, and in a greatly worse neighborhood than Mustard Trim’s rowhouse near the riverfront.
Mustard Trim steps through the threshold of her apartment door, and closes the door behind him. As unassuming and as trustworthy as he is, he is still a young male who has made advances on Amber before. Amber is alone in a her apartment with him.
Mustard stops, and looks around him, imbibing Amber’s solo life.
“So you live alone here? No mother, no father, no sister, no brother? No roommates?”
His gaze is focused on the small details of the dresser, the bed, the imperfections in the wall and window seals.
Amber is covered in a coat of crusty cum. It is beginning to smell. Most of it matted in a puddle on her fur, but some of it dripped and ran further away.
For all of Mustard Trim’s protests about money, there is no hiding the fact that Amber’s single bedroom rented apartment is much smaller, in an older, lower quality building, and in a greatly worse neighborhood than Mustard Trim’s rowhouse near the riverfront.
Mustard Trim steps through the threshold of her apartment door, and closes the door behind him. As unassuming and as trustworthy as he is, he is still a young male who has made advances on Amber before. Amber is alone in a her apartment with him.
Mustard stops, and looks around him, imbibing Amber’s solo life.
“So you live alone here? No mother, no father, no sister, no brother? No roommates?”
His gaze is focused on the small details of the dresser, the bed, the imperfections in the wall and window seals.
>>154557
She paws at the floor sheepishly. "Well, I came alone, and I didn't know anypony here, certainly nopony I could really trust…." She smiles nervously at him, then looks over to the very modest bathroom. "Would you like to get washed up first?"
She paws at the floor sheepishly. "Well, I came alone, and I didn't know anypony here, certainly nopony I could really trust…." She smiles nervously at him, then looks over to the very modest bathroom. "Would you like to get washed up first?"
>>154558
He isn’t perfect - his mane is messy, there’s dirt on his hooves - but there’s no sign of any mess on his lower body or genitals, or anything.
“I think I’ll wait for you, he says.”
He isn’t perfect - his mane is messy, there’s dirt on his hooves - but there’s no sign of any mess on his lower body or genitals, or anything.
“I think I’ll wait for you, he says.”
>>154559
To be fair, Amber–despite her curiosity–is too polite to look closely at him there.
"Alright…um, make yourself at home," she says shyly, as she puts away her dress and enters the bathroom, closing it behind her. She tries to get as good a view of herself in the mirror that she can.
Does her bathroom have a door or just a curtain separating it from the rest?
To be fair, Amber–despite her curiosity–is too polite to look closely at him there.
"Alright…um, make yourself at home," she says shyly, as she puts away her dress and enters the bathroom, closing it behind her. She tries to get as good a view of herself in the mirror that she can.
Does her bathroom have a door or just a curtain separating it from the rest?
>>154560
He places a foreleg on the bed, folding his hoof underneath. Amber closes the door behind her.
She sees that her mane has not fairer as well as his has. It is disorganized, and even has bits of leaves and dirt in it. Her frame is stockier, thicker, more muscular, and quite simply less feminine than the dainty, thinner Aster Spring and her perfect mane. The substance on her belly has made a visible translucent mat that almost resembles glazed sugar on cardboard.
I know these are turn-of-the-century immigrant shacks, but what the hell kind of bathroom doesn’t have a door?
He places a foreleg on the bed, folding his hoof underneath. Amber closes the door behind her.
She sees that her mane has not fairer as well as his has. It is disorganized, and even has bits of leaves and dirt in it. Her frame is stockier, thicker, more muscular, and quite simply less feminine than the dainty, thinner Aster Spring and her perfect mane. The substance on her belly has made a visible translucent mat that almost resembles glazed sugar on cardboard.
I know these are turn-of-the-century immigrant shacks, but what the hell kind of bathroom doesn’t have a door?
>>154561
She grimaces, almost in disgust, at her own appearance. "What did ponies think I was up to out there? And why didn't he at least tell me I look like I was ridden hard and put away wet?" she mutters to herself.
She sidles underneath the shower head, standing upright, and turns on the water. The water is unheated–that is to say, bitterly cold–and she swears to herself that she'll work twice as hard if it means getting a hot-water bathtub eventually. She first clears the mud and silt off her fetlocks and hooves, scrubbing the dirt out of the roughness of the keratin. She then scrubs at her mane, trying to clean it as thoroughly as possible while being hurried along by the water's temperature. She then moves onto her face, careful not to get soap into her eyes, and tries to make it as pristine as possible.
More accustomed to the cold water by now, she uses extra soap to lather up her barrel-shaped chest and scrubs away at it, steadily proceeding lower to scrape off Mustard's…bodily secretions, which don't resemble actual mustard in any way. Turns out though that it clings annoyingly to hair, and her skin feels almost raw by the time she's satisfied cleaning her belly, flanks, and the sensitive skin on her teats and between her thighs. Having next scrubbed her haunches and hind legs, she tries to get her back. Of course it's very difficult for a pony to reach her upper back and she ends up resorting to sliding against the wall. It's a bit easier to get her lower back, and then she scrubs her tail which is just as messy as her mane.
Now fully clean though still very scruffy-looking, with her hair sticking out at odd angles, she turns off the water and dries herself off with her new towel. Finally she brushes her teeth and gets out with a nervous smile on her face. She spent at least twenty minutes in there and she hopes he isn't too bored or impatient.
She grimaces, almost in disgust, at her own appearance. "What did ponies think I was up to out there? And why didn't he at least tell me I look like I was ridden hard and put away wet?" she mutters to herself.
She sidles underneath the shower head, standing upright, and turns on the water. The water is unheated–that is to say, bitterly cold–and she swears to herself that she'll work twice as hard if it means getting a hot-water bathtub eventually. She first clears the mud and silt off her fetlocks and hooves, scrubbing the dirt out of the roughness of the keratin. She then scrubs at her mane, trying to clean it as thoroughly as possible while being hurried along by the water's temperature. She then moves onto her face, careful not to get soap into her eyes, and tries to make it as pristine as possible.
More accustomed to the cold water by now, she uses extra soap to lather up her barrel-shaped chest and scrubs away at it, steadily proceeding lower to scrape off Mustard's…bodily secretions, which don't resemble actual mustard in any way. Turns out though that it clings annoyingly to hair, and her skin feels almost raw by the time she's satisfied cleaning her belly, flanks, and the sensitive skin on her teats and between her thighs. Having next scrubbed her haunches and hind legs, she tries to get her back. Of course it's very difficult for a pony to reach her upper back and she ends up resorting to sliding against the wall. It's a bit easier to get her lower back, and then she scrubs her tail which is just as messy as her mane.
Now fully clean though still very scruffy-looking, with her hair sticking out at odd angles, she turns off the water and dries herself off with her new towel. Finally she brushes her teeth and gets out with a nervous smile on her face. She spent at least twenty minutes in there and she hopes he isn't too bored or impatient.
>>154562
>The horse is ridden hard abs put away wet
I appreciate that saying being used in this context very much
Mustard Trim has been kept alone with no radio, no television, no magazines, and no books for an entire twenty minutes. He’s been left to do whatever colts do in those situations.
When she opens the door, he must have been lying on his back in her bed. He jumps up like he’s startled, and quickly moves onto his side, back facing Amber. With a hoof he stretches his jacket and holds it up. He makes an awkward smile.
“Hi Amber”
>The horse is ridden hard abs put away wet
I appreciate that saying being used in this context very much
Mustard Trim has been kept alone with no radio, no television, no magazines, and no books for an entire twenty minutes. He’s been left to do whatever colts do in those situations.
When she opens the door, he must have been lying on his back in her bed. He jumps up like he’s startled, and quickly moves onto his side, back facing Amber. With a hoof he stretches his jacket and holds it up. He makes an awkward smile.
“Hi Amber”
>>154563
Totally innocuous saying irl, hilarious double entendre here
Also I got a book called "We Got Everything but Money" which, although nostalgia bait for Silents, offers a pretty good look at everyday life during the Depression and wartorn countries of the time. Would recommend.
Even Silver was a better guest. At least he did it in a bathtub.
Amber thinks he must be quite tired after that run and "cuddling." "Sorry fer takin' so long, but, erm, it's a new bed and I'd rather you wash up first. The bathroom is all yours." She doesn't look closely at him, but grabs a brush and sits near the head of the bed, her tail swung out of the way of his head. She starts the tedious and slightly painful process of brushing her disheveled mane, paying attention to that rather than his suspicious behavior.
Totally innocuous saying irl, hilarious double entendre here
Also I got a book called "We Got Everything but Money" which, although nostalgia bait for Silents, offers a pretty good look at everyday life during the Depression and wartorn countries of the time. Would recommend.
Even Silver was a better guest. At least he did it in a bathtub.
Amber thinks he must be quite tired after that run and "cuddling." "Sorry fer takin' so long, but, erm, it's a new bed and I'd rather you wash up first. The bathroom is all yours." She doesn't look closely at him, but grabs a brush and sits near the head of the bed, her tail swung out of the way of his head. She starts the tedious and slightly painful process of brushing her disheveled mane, paying attention to that rather than his suspicious behavior.
>>154564
Near. Is it in audiobook?
Do you just like comparing Mustard Trim unfavorably to Silver? Because the colt is already going to have a complex
He takes his jacket off, places it over his back, stands up after Amber sits down, goes into the bathroom and closes the door.
“How do you get the warm water?” He asks after about a minute and a half
Near. Is it in audiobook?
Do you just like comparing Mustard Trim unfavorably to Silver? Because the colt is already going to have a complex
He takes his jacket off, places it over his back, stands up after Amber sits down, goes into the bathroom and closes the door.
“How do you get the warm water?” He asks after about a minute and a half
>>154565
Not sure, but if it was you would be selling yourself short, because it's also a photo album from that time.
Of course it's unfair to compare him to an experienced playcolt, but as he's the most promiscuous member of the party it's inevitable.
"I ain't got it, sorry!" she yells after him.
Not sure, but if it was you would be selling yourself short, because it's also a photo album from that time.
Of course it's unfair to compare him to an experienced playcolt, but as he's the most promiscuous member of the party it's inevitable.
"I ain't got it, sorry!" she yells after him.
>>154566
“Oh. Uh. Okay.” He says.
He comes out a couple minutes later. Judging from the fairly short period of time he spent in the bathroom, it’s pretty clear that he did not go through a full shower or anything like what Amber did. He’s only slightly brushed his mane.
“Oh. Uh. Okay.” He says.
He comes out a couple minutes later. Judging from the fairly short period of time he spent in the bathroom, it’s pretty clear that he did not go through a full shower or anything like what Amber did. He’s only slightly brushed his mane.
>>154567
She looks at him with an annoyed expression. "Come now, I can still smell you from here," she says while exaggeratedly wafting a hoof in front of her nose. "I know it's cold water, but it's better for the health anyway, or so I'm told." Wandering eyes may notice that from his perspective she is "sitting careless," but her damp hair prevents any sort of view below her chest.
She looks at him with an annoyed expression. "Come now, I can still smell you from here," she says while exaggeratedly wafting a hoof in front of her nose. "I know it's cold water, but it's better for the health anyway, or so I'm told." Wandering eyes may notice that from his perspective she is "sitting careless," but her damp hair prevents any sort of view below her chest.
>>154568
He just gives a “what did I do wrong?” expression, standing in front of her. He does at least take a look at her mane and her now-fluffy fur.
He just gives a “what did I do wrong?” expression, standing in front of her. He does at least take a look at her mane and her now-fluffy fur.
>>154569
"Well, if you want to sleep on the floor, I can toss you a blanket, then you can avoid that awful cold water," she says sardonically.
"Well, if you want to sleep on the floor, I can toss you a blanket, then you can avoid that awful cold water," she says sardonically.
>>154573
Amber resumes her simple grooming, humming to herself. But she does listen to hear if he's actually washing.
Amber resumes her simple grooming, humming to herself. But she does listen to hear if he's actually washing.
>>154575
He sees her left mammary, a shallow dome about a hoofspan-and-a-third in diameter, resting just above her stifle with a small, conical nipple of a darker orange protruding from its center. Everything else that's spy-through-door worthy is hidden by her hair. Her ears are facing forward and frowns after a minute, but doesn't notice the door is ajar.
He sees her left mammary, a shallow dome about a hoofspan-and-a-third in diameter, resting just above her stifle with a small, conical nipple of a darker orange protruding from its center. Everything else that's spy-through-door worthy is hidden by her hair. Her ears are facing forward and frowns after a minute, but doesn't notice the door is ajar.
She coughs and stares at him, in a "Back already? Get back in there" sort of way.
>>154582
She sighs and says plainly, "I don't want you tracking dirt on my bed. Could you please shower for at least five minutes? Or do you need help washing yourself?"
She sighs and says plainly, "I don't want you tracking dirt on my bed. Could you please shower for at least five minutes? Or do you need help washing yourself?"
>>154583
He closes the door wordlessly. This time it’s different. He actually does turn on the water, and evidently takes a shower that lasts, well, five minutes.
He opens the door again. If Amber had hoped he’d resemble anything approaching sexy or appealing, she will be very thoroughly disappointed. His mane is wet, and falls down to either side in a straight, dark sheet. His coat is ruffled, evidently by a towel, though it’s short. He shivers a couple times, evidently from the cold. But worst is his wide eyed, frowning expression. It’s a sort of scared and sad expression she’s seen him wear more than once at work, best described as downtrodden, or persecuted.
He closes the door wordlessly. This time it’s different. He actually does turn on the water, and evidently takes a shower that lasts, well, five minutes.
He opens the door again. If Amber had hoped he’d resemble anything approaching sexy or appealing, she will be very thoroughly disappointed. His mane is wet, and falls down to either side in a straight, dark sheet. His coat is ruffled, evidently by a towel, though it’s short. He shivers a couple times, evidently from the cold. But worst is his wide eyed, frowning expression. It’s a sort of scared and sad expression she’s seen him wear more than once at work, best described as downtrodden, or persecuted.
>>154584
Amber has by now just about finished with her mane, which looks much less frazzled though not perfect, and she starts on her tail. Her hoof starts at her dock behind her, and pulls with difficulty down the hair which is placed in her lap. She smiles at him entering, though she feels a tinge of regret forcing the poor citycolt to have a cold shower in winter.
"Now that wasn't too bad, was it?" she asks, though she gets the weird sense she's talking to him like his mother. She pats the bed next to him.
Amber has by now just about finished with her mane, which looks much less frazzled though not perfect, and she starts on her tail. Her hoof starts at her dock behind her, and pulls with difficulty down the hair which is placed in her lap. She smiles at him entering, though she feels a tinge of regret forcing the poor citycolt to have a cold shower in winter.
"Now that wasn't too bad, was it?" she asks, though she gets the weird sense she's talking to him like his mother. She pats the bed next to him.
>>154585
I’m sorry if this was explained, but what precisely is she doing with her hair?
He obeys, and lays down next to her on the bed. He lays his whole body on the bed, on his belly, and he tucks his hooves abs legs underneath himself.
I’m sorry if this was explained, but what precisely is she doing with her hair?
He obeys, and lays down next to her on the bed. He lays his whole body on the bed, on his belly, and he tucks his hooves abs legs underneath himself.
>>154586
Amber is brushing her hair lengthwise, straightening it out and tugging through knots. It's rather basic but does improve her appearance significantly.
Mostly satisfied with her tail, she smiles and turns to her left, now starting to brush through Mustard's mane.
Amber is brushing her hair lengthwise, straightening it out and tugging through knots. It's rather basic but does improve her appearance significantly.
Mostly satisfied with her tail, she smiles and turns to her left, now starting to brush through Mustard's mane.
>>154588
She hums "Greensleeves" while doing her work. He may or may not be familiar with the feeling of bristles pressing gently against his scalp and pulling through his hair, but despite not being completely comfortable it is calming.
She hums "Greensleeves" while doing her work. He may or may not be familiar with the feeling of bristles pressing gently against his scalp and pulling through his hair, but despite not being completely comfortable it is calming.
>>154589
He makes a small “ow” but doesn’t really pull away. His ear twitches, flapping up and down. He is completely on his belly, with his tail wrapped up to his side.
He makes a small “ow” but doesn’t really pull away. His ear twitches, flapping up and down. He is completely on his belly, with his tail wrapped up to his side.
>>154590
Amber is leaning toward her side, practically resting on her elbow. Though he's not touching he does get a front-row seat to view her cutie mark, a tranquil blue horizon with a red-orange music note setting behind it.
It's not long before Mustard's mane isn't a complete mess. She hops off the bed to throw away loose hairs in the brush, then sits on the floor in front of him. She gingerly puts her brush–and hoof–against the top of his dock and pulls it along his tail.
Amber is leaning toward her side, practically resting on her elbow. Though he's not touching he does get a front-row seat to view her cutie mark, a tranquil blue horizon with a red-orange music note setting behind it.
It's not long before Mustard's mane isn't a complete mess. She hops off the bed to throw away loose hairs in the brush, then sits on the floor in front of him. She gingerly puts her brush–and hoof–against the top of his dock and pulls it along his tail.
>>154591
“Hehe” he giggles. He takes his forehooves out from underneath himself, stretches them out forward, and digs his hooves into the bed. He cooperates behind, moving his tail to where Amber can access it better.
His tail is cut short, like most colt’s tails are, and is long and straight. It’s still wet.
“Hehe” he giggles. He takes his forehooves out from underneath himself, stretches them out forward, and digs his hooves into the bed. He cooperates behind, moving his tail to where Amber can access it better.
His tail is cut short, like most colt’s tails are, and is long and straight. It’s still wet.
>>154592
"I guess we think similarly stylin' ourselves," she says, smiling. It's not long before she's finished. She turns away again to discard a few wet hairs that stuck to the brush, then returns to very gently brush his muzzle, practically passing over the hairs. Once she's finished, she'll brush his neck.
"I guess we think similarly stylin' ourselves," she says, smiling. It's not long before she's finished. She turns away again to discard a few wet hairs that stuck to the brush, then returns to very gently brush his muzzle, practically passing over the hairs. Once she's finished, she'll brush his neck.
>>154593
He scrunches and closes his eyes, but then smiles at the silly act. He exposes his neck for her.
He scrunches and closes his eyes, but then smiles at the silly act. He exposes his neck for her.
>>154594
Amber smooths out the hair on his neck with the brush, using her other hoof to hold up his mane. She's a little rougher than with his muzzle, but the motions down his neck are still gentle. Once finished, she does the same, but again a little rougher, down his withers to his elbow, as well as his breast.
Amber smooths out the hair on his neck with the brush, using her other hoof to hold up his mane. She's a little rougher than with his muzzle, but the motions down his neck are still gentle. Once finished, she does the same, but again a little rougher, down his withers to his elbow, as well as his breast.
And on she goes, brushing his yellow hair down his back and loins (lower back), as well as down his flank. She continues to his croup, brushing down his rump to the gaskin and steadily moving back towards his tail.
>>154598
Not exactly a show-pony, but he looks better than he did when he left during the day.
"Does your belly need to be brushed?" she asks.
Not exactly a show-pony, but he looks better than he did when he left during the day.
"Does your belly need to be brushed?" she asks.
>>154600
She shrugs. "It's fine. Now it's my turn." She turns around to get rid of loose coat hairs from the brush, then hops onto the bed and hands it to him with a grin.
She shrugs. "It's fine. Now it's my turn." She turns around to get rid of loose coat hairs from the brush, then hops onto the bed and hands it to him with a grin.
>>154601
He frowns.
He takes the brush, and starts brushing down Amber’s neck and back. Some of the brushes are on her mane, some are focused on her coat.
He frowns.
He takes the brush, and starts brushing down Amber’s neck and back. Some of the brushes are on her mane, some are focused on her coat.
>>154602
Even if he's not the best at it, there's nothing quite like having someone close to you give a nice brushing. "Try to keep the whole brush on just my coat," she says.
Even if he's not the best at it, there's nothing quite like having someone close to you give a nice brushing. "Try to keep the whole brush on just my coat," she says.
>>154603
“Okay.” He says. He starts brushing her fur on her back, her shoulder, her flank, and her upper belly.
“Okay.” He says. He starts brushing her fur on her back, her shoulder, her flank, and her upper belly.
>>154604
Amber is smiling and has her eyes closed. "Have you had much practice?" Once he brushes her chest, she lowers herself to lie on her belly, her front legs bent inward at the knee and her hind legs facing forward.
Amber is smiling and has her eyes closed. "Have you had much practice?" Once he brushes her chest, she lowers herself to lie on her belly, her front legs bent inward at the knee and her hind legs facing forward.
>>154606
"What's she like? Is she nice?" she inquires. Her eyes are closed and she looks utterly relaxed. Her coat is a little longer in length than his, and he may have to clean the brush a couple of times. Also, the bed is designed only for one pony so maneuvering around her to be thorough may be a mild inconvenience.
"What's she like? Is she nice?" she inquires. Her eyes are closed and she looks utterly relaxed. Her coat is a little longer in length than his, and he may have to clean the brush a couple of times. Also, the bed is designed only for one pony so maneuvering around her to be thorough may be a mild inconvenience.
>>154608
"Huh, she sounds perfect to take us around to places. Do you think she would like that?" Her tail flops around gently in contentment.
"Huh, she sounds perfect to take us around to places. Do you think she would like that?" Her tail flops around gently in contentment.
>>154611
“Well, fairly often. She’s a year older than me but she’s not married. She’s still living at home. She has a job though as an operator somewhere. Like a telephone operator.”
“Well, fairly often. She’s a year older than me but she’s not married. She’s still living at home. She has a job though as an operator somewhere. Like a telephone operator.”
>>154616
"…Didn't you suggest the movies to me, and ain't I your friend? Keep the strokes short n' steady, please."
"…Didn't you suggest the movies to me, and ain't I your friend? Keep the strokes short n' steady, please."
>>154617
He pauses his brushing for a moment, before readjusting after being informed that he’s doing it wrong.
“Uh… yes?” He has an embarrassed smile
He pauses his brushing for a moment, before readjusting after being informed that he’s doing it wrong.
“Uh… yes?” He has an embarrassed smile
>>154619
“Well…” he lowers his ears
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
He does a few short brush strokes on her left foreleg.
“Well…” he lowers his ears
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
He does a few short brush strokes on her left foreleg.
>>154620
Amber sticks out her hoof for him. Her short foreleg has relatively solid muscles on it, though they are well-hidden by her winter coat. The hairs on her pastern are fairly long and may need trimming soon.
Amber sticks out her hoof for him. Her short foreleg has relatively solid muscles on it, though they are well-hidden by her winter coat. The hairs on her pastern are fairly long and may need trimming soon.
>>154623
He gives a small, warm smile. That may seem minor, but his disposition in general has been much cooler since arriving in Amber’s apartment, and the last such smile was while Amber was brushing him.
“Well thank you.”
brush brush
“I like your coat”
He gives a small, warm smile. That may seem minor, but his disposition in general has been much cooler since arriving in Amber’s apartment, and the last such smile was while Amber was brushing him.
“Well thank you.”
brush brush
“I like your coat”
>>154626
We're entering NC-17 territory here
She smiles at this small but romantic gesture. Her hooves are quite rough though, having been treading unshod over pavement and trails.
We're entering NC-17 territory here
She smiles at this small but romantic gesture. Her hooves are quite rough though, having been treading unshod over pavement and trails.
>>154627
He moves away from the sensitive areas. She needs a trimmer, and he can’t really do much about that right now. He holds up her leg and brushes the hair.
He moves away from the sensitive areas. She needs a trimmer, and he can’t really do much about that right now. He holds up her leg and brushes the hair.
>>154628
She flips over onto her side, keeping her leg in the same place. "I hope you're enjoying this," she says.
She flips over onto her side, keeping her leg in the same place. "I hope you're enjoying this," she says.
>>154629
He holds her leg up, and brushes. Then, he pulls her leg far up… and starts to brush under her leg, and her chest.
He holds her leg up, and brushes. Then, he pulls her leg far up… and starts to brush under her leg, and her chest.
>>154630
Amber is on her side facing him, and makes no objection to this, but idly watches what he's doing. She seems to be thinking about something.
Amber is on her side facing him, and makes no objection to this, but idly watches what he's doing. She seems to be thinking about something.
>>154631
"What a pretty pony you are" he says.
He gets on the bed, or attempts to, and starts brushing her side
"What a pretty pony you are" he says.
He gets on the bed, or attempts to, and starts brushing her side
>>154632
She blushes at the compliment. "Awww…" She scoots over against the wall to make room for him.
She blushes at the compliment. "Awww…" She scoots over against the wall to make room for him.
>>154634
She giggles. "You're the one primping me. But come what may, it's nice to be clean and not have your hair be all askew." She rests her head down in satisfaction.
She giggles. "You're the one primping me. But come what may, it's nice to be clean and not have your hair be all askew." She rests her head down in satisfaction.
>>154635
He makes one final long, stroking brush down her back, and then places the brush aside, and lays down besides her. It doesn’t matter if there is not room for two ponies abreast. He makes it work.
He makes one final long, stroking brush down her back, and then places the brush aside, and lays down besides her. It doesn’t matter if there is not room for two ponies abreast. He makes it work.
>>154636
He was certainly less daring than she was, because he (perhaps out of politeness, more likely shyness) didn't touch her rump, but she looks contented and hops over him onto the floor. She picks up a musical instrument that looks like a short-necked guitar but with a violin hole in it, and with a deep round body. "Want to hear a tune?" she asks eagerly, sitting up on the bed next to him and holding the instrument in her hooves.
He was certainly less daring than she was, because he (perhaps out of politeness, more likely shyness) didn't touch her rump, but she looks contented and hops over him onto the floor. She picks up a musical instrument that looks like a short-necked guitar but with a violin hole in it, and with a deep round body. "Want to hear a tune?" she asks eagerly, sitting up on the bed next to him and holding the instrument in her hooves.
>>154639
She takes a moment to carefully tune the mandolin and tries a couple of strums. Then she starts a familiar tune and breaks out in song:
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head, and I cried
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
"I'll always love you and make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me to love another
You'll regret it all one day
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
"Please don't take my sunshine away"
Her playing isn't masterful, but for the simple tune it's certainly quite good enough, though her singing is not as practiced and she's out of tune at parts. But all through it she gazes at Mustard Trim's face with a fond smile.
I'd link music, but it's exceptionally difficult to find mandolin music that's not a tutorial, renaissance fare, or music that came after this time period
She takes a moment to carefully tune the mandolin and tries a couple of strums. Then she starts a familiar tune and breaks out in song:
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head, and I cried
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
"I'll always love you and make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me to love another
You'll regret it all one day
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
"Please don't take my sunshine away"
Her playing isn't masterful, but for the simple tune it's certainly quite good enough, though her singing is not as practiced and she's out of tune at parts. But all through it she gazes at Mustard Trim's face with a fond smile.
I'd link music, but it's exceptionally difficult to find mandolin music that's not a tutorial, renaissance fare, or music that came after this time period
>>154640
I remember when Kathy Weseluck sung this entire song in a panel at Bronycon 2018
He listens. He listens rather intently, and smiles. By the end of the last verse, he is tearing up.
I remember when Kathy Weseluck sung this entire song in a panel at Bronycon 2018
He listens. He listens rather intently, and smiles. By the end of the last verse, he is tearing up.
>>154642
When she finishes, she grins and says, "Let me try another one, a little more ambitious." She plays another tune, this time without words…
Dexterity: [1d20+2 = (12+2) = 14]
When she finishes, she grins and says, "Let me try another one, a little more ambitious." She plays another tune, this time without words…
Dexterity: [1d20+2 = (12+2) = 14]
>>154643
>>154644
https://youtu.be/D6kihlmvAfQ
She dives into a bluegrass melody which is certainly more complex than the previous song, and which is above her weight class. Her rendition is slowed somewhat and even then she gets a few notes wrong. Still, she carries through and conveys the good-hearted energy of the music. When she finishes she grins proudly at him.
>>154644
https://youtu.be/D6kihlmvAfQ
She dives into a bluegrass melody which is certainly more complex than the previous song, and which is above her weight class. Her rendition is slowed somewhat and even then she gets a few notes wrong. Still, she carries through and conveys the good-hearted energy of the music. When she finishes she grins proudly at him.
>>154645
Holy hell I love that song, at least the Marshal Tucker version
Pretty sure it was also played in s famous fiddle contest against the devil
He grins at her.
“I think I’ve heard that one before”
Holy hell I love that song, at least the Marshal Tucker version
Pretty sure it was also played in s famous fiddle contest against the devil
He grins at her.
“I think I’ve heard that one before”
>>154646
She smiles sheepishly. "I've been trying to learn it just right. I think I need a lot more practice though."
She smiles sheepishly. "I've been trying to learn it just right. I think I need a lot more practice though."
>>154647
He smiles more warmly
“Nothing worth much is ever had without practice. I should practice on my woodworking.”
He smiles more warmly
“Nothing worth much is ever had without practice. I should practice on my woodworking.”
>>154648
She winks at him. "One more, then you can tell me all about your woodworking."
She starts on a tune that's also from the countryside, but slower and more repetitious than the last, thus it's much easier for her hooves to pluck the strings correctly. She closes her tunes and sings:
"Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
I'll fly away;
To a home on Celestia's godly shore,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"I'll fly away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away; in the morning
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"When the shadows of this life have gone,
I'll fly away;
Like a bird from prison bars has flown,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"I'll fly away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away, in the morning
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away;
To a land where joy shall never end,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away."
Once she stops singing she carries on the instrumental for a couple more stanzas and with a final strum finishes, sitting there in silence. She has a tense smile and when she opens her eyes a couple of teardrops drip down her cheeks.
She winks at him. "One more, then you can tell me all about your woodworking."
She starts on a tune that's also from the countryside, but slower and more repetitious than the last, thus it's much easier for her hooves to pluck the strings correctly. She closes her tunes and sings:
"Some glad morning when this life is o'er,
I'll fly away;
To a home on Celestia's godly shore,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"I'll fly away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away; in the morning
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"When the shadows of this life have gone,
I'll fly away;
Like a bird from prison bars has flown,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"I'll fly away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away, in the morning
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away.
"Just a few more weary days and then,
I'll fly away;
To a land where joy shall never end,
I'll fly away, I'll fly away."
Once she stops singing she carries on the instrumental for a couple more stanzas and with a final strum finishes, sitting there in silence. She has a tense smile and when she opens her eyes a couple of teardrops drip down her cheeks.
>>154649
He tilts his head, definitely smiling
"Why don't you try to sing for a restaurant or a club or a bar?"
He tilts his head, definitely smiling
"Why don't you try to sing for a restaurant or a club or a bar?"
>>154650
"I'll try someday, but I ain't really good enough and I don't know enough songs to keep nightlife going. My dream is, maybe, one day to get into music school, then I could be good enough and make everypony proud."
"I'll try someday, but I ain't really good enough and I don't know enough songs to keep nightlife going. My dream is, maybe, one day to get into music school, then I could be good enough and make everypony proud."
>>154651
“Why not buy a music book?” He asks
“Or listen to other musicians. Like that Griffin who played last night at Maurice.”
“Why not buy a music book?” He asks
“Or listen to other musicians. Like that Griffin who played last night at Maurice.”
>>154652
"That griffon was great and I'm really happy to have heard him! I wish I could go to Maurice more often, but you know how things are. You're right though, I should see if I can pick up a music book that works with a mandolin." With one hoof she strokes his mane in appreciation.
"That griffon was great and I'm really happy to have heard him! I wish I could go to Maurice more often, but you know how things are. You're right though, I should see if I can pick up a music book that works with a mandolin." With one hoof she strokes his mane in appreciation.
>>154654
She continues stroking his mane, and asks, "Do you know what time it is? Maybe we should go to bed."
She continues stroking his mane, and asks, "Do you know what time it is? Maybe we should go to bed."
>>154656
"Woah, that's late…why don't you stay overnight with me? It's cold and it ain't safe out, we can go to your place in the morning." She gives him the bedroom eyes to sweeten the deal.
"Woah, that's late…why don't you stay overnight with me? It's cold and it ain't safe out, we can go to your place in the morning." She gives him the bedroom eyes to sweeten the deal.
>>154658
"Better to not justify her worries by walkin' through a risky neighborhood. You're safe here," Amber reasons. She continues to reassure him, "I can explain it all to her myself if you'd like."
"Better to not justify her worries by walkin' through a risky neighborhood. You're safe here," Amber reasons. She continues to reassure him, "I can explain it all to her myself if you'd like."
>>154660
"I mean, I can't blame her for wanting a chaperone, but is it really better than trottin' home tonight? But…I can hire a taxi if you'd like." She looks at him pleadingly.
"I mean, I can't blame her for wanting a chaperone, but is it really better than trottin' home tonight? But…I can hire a taxi if you'd like." She looks at him pleadingly.
"What'cha want me here for?" He asks, with an almost mischievous smile
>>154663
He places a hoof to his chin, and looks at her quizzically
"Hmmm... Do you want me around to do anything in particular?"
He places a hoof to his chin, and looks at her quizzically
"Hmmm... Do you want me around to do anything in particular?"
>>154666
Amber doesn't wait for his affirmation. She hops down, puts her mandolin away, and walks across the room to turn off the lights. Before he knows it she's trying to pull the crisp, clean blanket and sheet out from underneath him and cover him up.
Amber doesn't wait for his affirmation. She hops down, puts her mandolin away, and walks across the room to turn off the lights. Before he knows it she's trying to pull the crisp, clean blanket and sheet out from underneath him and cover him up.
>>154668
She stops what she's doing, then a moment later he hears a click as the light flickers on. "Smart move. I think there's a phone in the lobby…."
She stops what she's doing, then a moment later he hears a click as the light flickers on. "Smart move. I think there's a phone in the lobby…."
>>154669
He gets up, and excitedly leaves Amber's room
"Where's a phone?" He asks, heading into the hallway
He gets up, and excitedly leaves Amber's room
"Where's a phone?" He asks, heading into the hallway
>>154670
"I know the manager has one, and there probably is a pay phone down there…" she replies, nervously. She still doesn't entirely trust this place particularly at night. At least now they look less like revelers who took a romp in the woods, and more like a proper couple (or as some may guess, according to their coloration, brother and sister). She leads him downstairs.
"I know the manager has one, and there probably is a pay phone down there…" she replies, nervously. She still doesn't entirely trust this place particularly at night. At least now they look less like revelers who took a romp in the woods, and more like a proper couple (or as some may guess, according to their coloration, brother and sister). She leads him downstairs.
>>154671
There is indeed a payphone downstairs. Mustard Trim places in a few coins, and calls his home.
Does Amber watch this, or wait until he returns
There is indeed a payphone downstairs. Mustard Trim places in a few coins, and calls his home.
Does Amber watch this, or wait until he returns
>>154673
He tries to explain he's with a friend he made at work
His ears fall down, he seems to be berated, and he says a combination of half truths and lies.
It ends with him coming to Amber with that downtrodden expression. But he tells her
"Okay. I can stay now."
He tries to explain he's with a friend he made at work
His ears fall down, he seems to be berated, and he says a combination of half truths and lies.
It ends with him coming to Amber with that downtrodden expression. But he tells her
"Okay. I can stay now."
>>154674
She asks him, "What's wrong?" though inwardly she knows he was being dishonest to stay with her, and she feels a pang of guilt for pushing him to do so.
She asks him, "What's wrong?" though inwardly she knows he was being dishonest to stay with her, and she feels a pang of guilt for pushing him to do so.
>>154676
"I understand…."
She walks closely beside him up to her room, occasionally rubbing against him or swatting his backside with her tail.
"I understand…."
She walks closely beside him up to her room, occasionally rubbing against him or swatting his backside with her tail.
>>154677
"And I couldn't say you were a filly." He adds
He giggles at the swatting, and rubs against her. Then he lopes ahead of Amber, running to her room
"And I couldn't say you were a filly." He adds
He giggles at the swatting, and rubs against her. Then he lopes ahead of Amber, running to her room
>>154680
Amber locks the door behind her, switches off the light and climbs in beside him, pulling the blanket over both little ponies. Good thing I don't move in my sleep…, she thinks. To not hang over the edge her body is pressed up against his, their legs overlapping and their faces only inches apart on the single pillow. He can feel her hooves tracing on his back. It's much warmer and cozier than a cold, wet hill.
"We should thank Princess Cadenza we found each other," she remarks to him.
Amber locks the door behind her, switches off the light and climbs in beside him, pulling the blanket over both little ponies. Good thing I don't move in my sleep…, she thinks. To not hang over the edge her body is pressed up against his, their legs overlapping and their faces only inches apart on the single pillow. He can feel her hooves tracing on his back. It's much warmer and cozier than a cold, wet hill.
"We should thank Princess Cadenza we found each other," she remarks to him.
>>154681
"I don't know if I'd credit Cadenza." He says.
He takes his own hooves, and places them on her body. Lower on her body. And then lower on her body.
"I don't know if I'd credit Cadenza." He says.
He takes his own hooves, and places them on her body. Lower on her body. And then lower on her body.
>>154682
Would that be her rump? "Well, it's near miraculous I found some pony like you, so soon after coming to Baltimare, so…thank you, Princesses."
She takes a deep breath and he may sense that she's looking at him. "I…I love you," she confesses, for the first explicit time.
Would that be her rump? "Well, it's near miraculous I found some pony like you, so soon after coming to Baltimare, so…thank you, Princesses."
She takes a deep breath and he may sense that she's looking at him. "I…I love you," she confesses, for the first explicit time.
>>154684
She quivers against him and his touch, and he feels her hot breath against his neck before her muzzle nuzzles it.
"I know it."
She quivers against him and his touch, and he feels her hot breath against his neck before her muzzle nuzzles it.
"I know it."
>>154685
Grabbing her rump, he pulls her in closer, embracing her. He takes his hindleg, and touches her hindleg with it
Grabbing her rump, he pulls her in closer, embracing her. He takes his hindleg, and touches her hindleg with it
Amber reciprocates by moving her left foreleg around his neck and onto his withers, and lightly pressing her right against his loins (lower back). A tremulous sigh escapes her lips as she is gingerly touched, and he can feel her rear twist back and forth.
What she says next may just kill the mood, however. "Please don't wet yourself again," she requests.
What she says next may just kill the mood, however. "Please don't wet yourself again," she requests.
>>154688
"I had to take a shower. Please don't make me have to clean this bed, too," she says in an exasperated tone. "If you can't control yourself, the bathroom is right over there."
"I had to take a shower. Please don't make me have to clean this bed, too," she says in an exasperated tone. "If you can't control yourself, the bathroom is right over there."
>>154690
She stays silent too, wondering if she was too harsh just now. No! If he does it again it'll take forever to clean this, and I can't afford to replace the sheet and blanket. He really should know better. Another part of her is burning up with embarrassment at having brought this up, wondering if she ruined this moment–or even relationship–with this otherwise terrific colt.
She stays silent too, wondering if she was too harsh just now. No! If he does it again it'll take forever to clean this, and I can't afford to replace the sheet and blanket. He really should know better. Another part of her is burning up with embarrassment at having brought this up, wondering if she ruined this moment–or even relationship–with this otherwise terrific colt.
>>154691
"It's not 'wetting.' It's a love stain" He mumbles
His tone makes it obvious that his words are not a joke, or even intended to be heard by Amber at all. He says it in a passive aggressive tone he doubtless uses when directed by his mother, or by Saltlick. A form of resistance never intended to be heard by its target, but spoken to himself as he complies to their commands.
"It's not 'wetting.' It's a love stain" He mumbles
His tone makes it obvious that his words are not a joke, or even intended to be heard by Amber at all. He says it in a passive aggressive tone he doubtless uses when directed by his mother, or by Saltlick. A form of resistance never intended to be heard by its target, but spoken to himself as he complies to their commands.
>>154692
'Love stain,' is that what he calls it? she ponders. Is this an obsession with…but then, he didn't so much as glance when I was watering the flowers…maybe he was 'marking his territory' as if he was a dog…wow, colts are WEIRD, she concludes.
But she puts his apparent eccentricities aside and snuggles against him. He can just barely feel her teats tickling his stifle as she pecks him on the cheek.
'Love stain,' is that what he calls it? she ponders. Is this an obsession with…but then, he didn't so much as glance when I was watering the flowers…maybe he was 'marking his territory' as if he was a dog…wow, colts are WEIRD, she concludes.
But she puts his apparent eccentricities aside and snuggles against him. He can just barely feel her teats tickling his stifle as she pecks him on the cheek.
She feels the best thing is to provoke a reaction–unless if he actually wants to sleep, and he didn't seem more tired than she is. But that might make him more offended if he doesn't like to be touched, so she decides to ask him directly.
"Mustard…what's a 'love stain?'" She can feel her cheeks grow hot once the question leaves her lips, and is afraid she touched on something too private or intimate even for her.
"Mustard…what's a 'love stain?'" She can feel her cheeks grow hot once the question leaves her lips, and is afraid she touched on something too private or intimate even for her.
>>154697
"No, Semen" He says
There doesn't seem to be any effort on his part to try to preserve a sense of modesty.
"No, Semen" He says
There doesn't seem to be any effort on his part to try to preserve a sense of modesty.
>>154698
"What's that about the sea?" she mutters tiredly. This bizarre conversation is happening while she is nestled right up against him.
"What's that about the sea?" she mutters tiredly. This bizarre conversation is happening while she is nestled right up against him.
>>154701
"Uh..." "I... Guess so?" His tone is now awkward, which is a change from his earlier annoyance
"Uh..." "I... Guess so?" His tone is now awkward, which is a change from his earlier annoyance
>>154702
"Mmm…thanks…" the filly says, increasingly drowsily. She had a day probably much busier than Mustard's, having had to furnish her apartment before beating him in a race and having an intense 'cuddle session,' and it has caught up to her.
Reflecting on the past 24 hours, she realizes that she and Mustard have within that time gone from work acquaintances to a first date, a first kiss (she decides to not count what she did with Red Scabbard), him leaving a "love stain" on her, grooming each other, and now sleeping in the same bed as if they were married! Choosing to ignore possible implications of doing 'married things,' she considers this all remarkable. Is this what ponies are supposed to do on a first date? She doesn't think so, so is she doing something wrong or is she exceptionally lucky? Is Mustard Trim so peculiar or are all colts like this? So many questions, yet one thing remains sure:
"I love you…" she exclaims, before planting a kiss full on the lips. Her body is all tingly as it feels his chest rise and fall against hers, her hind leg brushing against his and his plot, and his hooves still on her sensitive haunches.
"Mmm…thanks…" the filly says, increasingly drowsily. She had a day probably much busier than Mustard's, having had to furnish her apartment before beating him in a race and having an intense 'cuddle session,' and it has caught up to her.
Reflecting on the past 24 hours, she realizes that she and Mustard have within that time gone from work acquaintances to a first date, a first kiss (she decides to not count what she did with Red Scabbard), him leaving a "love stain" on her, grooming each other, and now sleeping in the same bed as if they were married! Choosing to ignore possible implications of doing 'married things,' she considers this all remarkable. Is this what ponies are supposed to do on a first date? She doesn't think so, so is she doing something wrong or is she exceptionally lucky? Is Mustard Trim so peculiar or are all colts like this? So many questions, yet one thing remains sure:
"I love you…" she exclaims, before planting a kiss full on the lips. Her body is all tingly as it feels his chest rise and fall against hers, her hind leg brushing against his and his plot, and his hooves still on her sensitive haunches.
And so Amber falls asleep, warm and content. Who knows what awaits her tomorrow, or whether she'll have an interesting dream in the meantime?
Thank you for all the activity, and helping to develop a full in-game night with so much content in just a few days! I'll be able to play again on Wednesday at the latest, and even then a more relaxed pace would be fine.
Thank you for all the activity, and helping to develop a full in-game night with so much content in just a few days! I'll be able to play again on Wednesday at the latest, and even then a more relaxed pace would be fine.
>>154703
>>154704
So I read the last post without reading the first one in detail, and had this whole response planned out. Then I read the first post in detail, and I can see that Amber was attempting to initiate intimacy... then I fell asleep and stopped replying. The thing is, I think where Amber and Mustard are before falling asleep makes an ocean of difference, and it seems too important of an unknown factor to skip.
I have alternate posts for if we pick up where we left off, versus if we assume Amber just went to sleep
>>154704
So I read the last post without reading the first one in detail, and had this whole response planned out. Then I read the first post in detail, and I can see that Amber was attempting to initiate intimacy... then I fell asleep and stopped replying. The thing is, I think where Amber and Mustard are before falling asleep makes an ocean of difference, and it seems too important of an unknown factor to skip.
I have alternate posts for if we pick up where we left off, versus if we assume Amber just went to sleep
>>154705
"I'm tired," the biggest killer of any romantic moment for couples
jk, I am incorrigible and want to continue after the first post, instead of simply ending the day anticlimatically.
Also, I am going through personal upheavals and I only wish I could continue now to ease the pain already. Unfortunately I must wait a couple of days after the fact. Thank you again for your consisting and patient DMing, putting up with our autismand libido to attempt to write a heartfelt story. It means a lot, seriously.
"I'm tired," the biggest killer of any romantic moment for couples
jk, I am incorrigible and want to continue after the first post, instead of simply ending the day anticlimatically.
Also, I am going through personal upheavals and I only wish I could continue now to ease the pain already. Unfortunately I must wait a couple of days after the fact. Thank you again for your consisting and patient DMing, putting up with our autism
>>154712
Amber gets the feeling she has done him dirty when he has been nothing but kind if a little satyric toward her. Guilt creeps up from those little doubts. She places a foreleg across his chest as he's turned up on his back, halting him–however momentarily–from going further away.
"I'm sorry…" she whines softly into his ear. "You've been treating me as m-more than a friend, and I've been teasing, pushing, and assumin' when you deserve better. This has been a magic time fer me, and I've behaved like a little filly because…because I never had anything like it before, and-and I don't know how to react…" She sniffles, and her voice starts breaking up. "I-I don't know if we've b-been movin' too fast together, b-but I'm all alone in this b-big ol' city, and I ain't got anypony else." She rubs her teary cheek up against his. "P-please don't leave me, n-not yet at least…"
Inevitably, he's pulled the small blanket a little bit toward his end, exposing part of Amber's back to the cold air. Her hairs bristle in response.
Amber gets the feeling she has done him dirty when he has been nothing but kind if a little satyric toward her. Guilt creeps up from those little doubts. She places a foreleg across his chest as he's turned up on his back, halting him–however momentarily–from going further away.
"I'm sorry…" she whines softly into his ear. "You've been treating me as m-more than a friend, and I've been teasing, pushing, and assumin' when you deserve better. This has been a magic time fer me, and I've behaved like a little filly because…because I never had anything like it before, and-and I don't know how to react…" She sniffles, and her voice starts breaking up. "I-I don't know if we've b-been movin' too fast together, b-but I'm all alone in this b-big ol' city, and I ain't got anypony else." She rubs her teary cheek up against his. "P-please don't leave me, n-not yet at least…"
Inevitably, he's pulled the small blanket a little bit toward his end, exposing part of Amber's back to the cold air. Her hairs bristle in response.
>>154713
Somewhere, surely, there is some sort of way to control the heat in Amber’s apartment. But the temperature of her room is not all that much higher than that of the outside air. It’s cold inside.
Mustard Trim stops. He turns over, back to Amber. He places his foreleg back over Amber’s shoulders and back. He places his hind leg over Amber’s flank and lower body, and then places his thigh over her. He pulls her in, and it’s a tighter, closer embrace than she’s gotten with him before. Even on the hill. He places his muzzle over her head, and tries to move her mane to cover his face. He whimpers, and makes a jerking movement that implies crying.
Somewhere, surely, there is some sort of way to control the heat in Amber’s apartment. But the temperature of her room is not all that much higher than that of the outside air. It’s cold inside.
Mustard Trim stops. He turns over, back to Amber. He places his foreleg back over Amber’s shoulders and back. He places his hind leg over Amber’s flank and lower body, and then places his thigh over her. He pulls her in, and it’s a tighter, closer embrace than she’s gotten with him before. Even on the hill. He places his muzzle over her head, and tries to move her mane to cover his face. He whimpers, and makes a jerking movement that implies crying.
>>154714
She lets herself be embraced, the tearful grip of grief or fear being tighter even than that of passion, and perhaps more permanently bonding. However, more awkward even then comforting a sobbing fillyfriend is comforting a sobbing coltfriend, and she remains quiet, unsure of what to say or whether her own words brought on this change. She well and truly meant what she said; she messed up and caused him disappointment and misery this night. Is something wrong with her, perhaps she is even incapable of true love and only mistakes her selfish desires for it? All she can do is slowly stroke his mane, her own spirits flagging, her breath unsteady, and her mind wandering.
On this night they have been well and truly alone, with all the negatives as well as the positives. Desperation…despondence…once uncommon in Equestria, now affecting many ponies, too many ponies, and she can only wonder what acute loss he recalls at this moment. She sniffles again, and were there light she would be able to see only the tears that blur her vision; she can feel them soak into the pillow. Happiness and innocence are now fleeting even among families, torn and ground up and spit out by the travesty of war. The sun has truly set for good on Equestria, and her happy hopes are merely delusions from a lost time. This fling was her attempt to forget about all of that, but it is inescapable, at least in her mind. Slowly, she starts to sob quietly in turn.
She lets herself be embraced, the tearful grip of grief or fear being tighter even than that of passion, and perhaps more permanently bonding. However, more awkward even then comforting a sobbing fillyfriend is comforting a sobbing coltfriend, and she remains quiet, unsure of what to say or whether her own words brought on this change. She well and truly meant what she said; she messed up and caused him disappointment and misery this night. Is something wrong with her, perhaps she is even incapable of true love and only mistakes her selfish desires for it? All she can do is slowly stroke his mane, her own spirits flagging, her breath unsteady, and her mind wandering.
On this night they have been well and truly alone, with all the negatives as well as the positives. Desperation…despondence…once uncommon in Equestria, now affecting many ponies, too many ponies, and she can only wonder what acute loss he recalls at this moment. She sniffles again, and were there light she would be able to see only the tears that blur her vision; she can feel them soak into the pillow. Happiness and innocence are now fleeting even among families, torn and ground up and spit out by the travesty of war. The sun has truly set for good on Equestria, and her happy hopes are merely delusions from a lost time. This fling was her attempt to forget about all of that, but it is inescapable, at least in her mind. Slowly, she starts to sob quietly in turn.
>>154715
Mustard Trim does at least have the decency to not openly cry, even though there’s no escaping the fact that he wanted to. He holds it back, and does not express any emotion, nor say anything aloud.
He moves his muzzle through her mane, then lowers his snout to nuzzle her.
Mustard Trim does at least have the decency to not openly cry, even though there’s no escaping the fact that he wanted to. He holds it back, and does not express any emotion, nor say anything aloud.
He moves his muzzle through her mane, then lowers his snout to nuzzle her.
>>154716
Even if she were inanimate, he would likely feel better within a short time, for there is no greater comfort than the warm, fluffy form of a pony, even in one's deepest misery.
"Ah'm so sorry…I j-just, just wanted…to feel loved, to not think about, that…," she sobs. She tries to pull herself together, or at least quiet herself, but a choked wail escapes her lips. His snout moves through wet fur and he can practically taste the salt from her tears. "You, you deserve somepony better, I hurt you…I deserve to be left alone.…"
Even if she were inanimate, he would likely feel better within a short time, for there is no greater comfort than the warm, fluffy form of a pony, even in one's deepest misery.
"Ah'm so sorry…I j-just, just wanted…to feel loved, to not think about, that…," she sobs. She tries to pull herself together, or at least quiet herself, but a choked wail escapes her lips. His snout moves through wet fur and he can practically taste the salt from her tears. "You, you deserve somepony better, I hurt you…I deserve to be left alone.…"
>>154717
He rubs his left hoof on her shoulder, and moves his head down lower, to Amber’s level. His right eye is hidden in the bed, but his left eye is visible, gazing into Amber’s eyes. He moves his muzzle down, and rubs his snout against hers.
“I want you” he says
“Heh” he smiles
He rubs his left hoof on her shoulder, and moves his head down lower, to Amber’s level. His right eye is hidden in the bed, but his left eye is visible, gazing into Amber’s eyes. He moves his muzzle down, and rubs his snout against hers.
“I want you” he says
“Heh” he smiles
>>154718
She sniffles, and he can feel her hot, wet breath on his nose. The tears in her eyes glint with the dim light coming from the street, and he can see her mane on the side of her face. He can also feel the latter covering part of him like a blanket.
"You looked wounded earlier, then I caused you such embarrassment. I don't want to hurt such a nice colt like you…" Her right foreleg holds him by the withers close to herself.
She sniffles, and he can feel her hot, wet breath on his nose. The tears in her eyes glint with the dim light coming from the street, and he can see her mane on the side of her face. He can also feel the latter covering part of him like a blanket.
"You looked wounded earlier, then I caused you such embarrassment. I don't want to hurt such a nice colt like you…" Her right foreleg holds him by the withers close to herself.
>>154720
Amber gazes pleadingly into his eye.
"Please let me know if I'm doing something wrong or if I'm hurting you. I…I want to improve, because somepony like you deserves better."
Amber gazes pleadingly into his eye.
"Please let me know if I'm doing something wrong or if I'm hurting you. I…I want to improve, because somepony like you deserves better."
>>154721
He absolutely has a wide, embarrassed smile.
“It’s okay.”
He moves his muzzle in and kisses her in a sniping-kiss
He absolutely has a wide, embarrassed smile.
“It’s okay.”
He moves his muzzle in and kisses her in a sniping-kiss
>>154722
She lets her lips meet and form themselves to his. The mare nickers softly, and he can feel her heart beat stronger and faster.
She lets her lips meet and form themselves to his. The mare nickers softly, and he can feel her heart beat stronger and faster.
>>154723
He makes a quick kiss, pulls away, looks her in the eyes, and whinnies. He moves in for a longer, more serious kiss, as if understanding they have the whole night.
He makes a quick kiss, pulls away, looks her in the eyes, and whinnies. He moves in for a longer, more serious kiss, as if understanding they have the whole night.
>>154724
While their encounter on the hill was so fast due to a libidinous drive fueled by adrenaline and the grandeur of the scene, here they have only each other and Amber wants to make this night last. She lets him take the lead with the kiss as her purple eyes gaze longingly at him. Though reddened by crying, they're no longer watering.
While their encounter on the hill was so fast due to a libidinous drive fueled by adrenaline and the grandeur of the scene, here they have only each other and Amber wants to make this night last. She lets him take the lead with the kiss as her purple eyes gaze longingly at him. Though reddened by crying, they're no longer watering.
>>154725
He places his tongue in her mouth, and starts to move his leg up and down along her side. He rubs his hind leg against her flank
He places his tongue in her mouth, and starts to move his leg up and down along her side. He rubs his hind leg against her flank
>>154726
She welcomes this entrance, her own tongue pressed against the side of his. She coos softly as she is touched, her brushed fur getting ruffled a bit. Her own right hind leg had fallen away from his plot during that mournful moment and is now caught between his hocks. Her forehoof moves along the curvature of his back and loins.
She welcomes this entrance, her own tongue pressed against the side of his. She coos softly as she is touched, her brushed fur getting ruffled a bit. Her own right hind leg had fallen away from his plot during that mournful moment and is now caught between his hocks. Her forehoof moves along the curvature of his back and loins.
>>154727
His right foreleg, otherwise trapped underneath, presses into her chest and belly, while his left hoof moves up and behind her ears. He seems to enjoy this chance to get to know her better.
His right foreleg, otherwise trapped underneath, presses into her chest and belly, while his left hoof moves up and behind her ears. He seems to enjoy this chance to get to know her better.
>>154728
Time to break out the "equine conformation" Wiki article. I don't mean that sarcastically, it's actually a brilliant resource to help describe horses and ponies
Mustard can feel her pear-shaped ribs beneath her coat and musculature, though they're so close he cannot effectively move his foreleg. She can feel his hoof pressing into her belly every time one of them takes a breath, and though it's not uncomfortable any attempt at movement does tickle her lightly. Her ears flick at his contact out of instinct, but he can trace along the contours of her round head. Her soft, fuzzy muzzle presses and shifts against his as their tongues continue to mingle.
Amber's left foreleg is wrapped behind his neck and she rubs her pastern along his nape and the withers. Her right, meanwhile, has partly folded up and is feeling along his shoulder, ribs, and flank. Why not take this opportunity, after all, to learn about the body of one you love so dearly?
Time to break out the "equine conformation" Wiki article. I don't mean that sarcastically, it's actually a brilliant resource to help describe horses and ponies
Mustard can feel her pear-shaped ribs beneath her coat and musculature, though they're so close he cannot effectively move his foreleg. She can feel his hoof pressing into her belly every time one of them takes a breath, and though it's not uncomfortable any attempt at movement does tickle her lightly. Her ears flick at his contact out of instinct, but he can trace along the contours of her round head. Her soft, fuzzy muzzle presses and shifts against his as their tongues continue to mingle.
Amber's left foreleg is wrapped behind his neck and she rubs her pastern along his nape and the withers. Her right, meanwhile, has partly folded up and is feeling along his shoulder, ribs, and flank. Why not take this opportunity, after all, to learn about the body of one you love so dearly?
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>>154729
Amber is confirmed to be a cutie little patootie as the two press against each other under the blanket.
Mustard Trim starts to, as before on the hill, poke Amber in the belly. He certainly wants to be more than friends.
Amber is confirmed to be a cutie little patootie as the two press against each other under the blanket.
Mustard Trim starts to, as before on the hill, poke Amber in the belly. He certainly wants to be more than friends.
>>154730
What a qt. Reminds me that I ought to commission some art pieces soon
She freezes momentarily, as if debating with herself about whether to go forward, before rubbing noses with him and nickering lustily. His hoof and shaft can both feel her very soft, very warm flesh start to slowly squirm up against him.
What a qt. Reminds me that I ought to commission some art pieces soon
She freezes momentarily, as if debating with herself about whether to go forward, before rubbing noses with him and nickering lustily. His hoof and shaft can both feel her very soft, very warm flesh start to slowly squirm up against him.
>>154731
A large, excited smile moves across his face, and he stares into her eyes. He likewise nickers, and makes his own (nose) rubbing movement to match her. Then he presses his lips to her, and kisses her.
He moves his hooves around, and to the best of his ability, finds the hooves of her forelegs, and removes them from her position on his back. He takes her forelegs, and attempts to press his hooves against hers, so that each frog press against frog.
Further below, he very deliberately presses into her belly, so that there may no ignoring what he is doing.
A large, excited smile moves across his face, and he stares into her eyes. He likewise nickers, and makes his own (nose) rubbing movement to match her. Then he presses his lips to her, and kisses her.
He moves his hooves around, and to the best of his ability, finds the hooves of her forelegs, and removes them from her position on his back. He takes her forelegs, and attempts to press his hooves against hers, so that each frog press against frog.
Further below, he very deliberately presses into her belly, so that there may no ignoring what he is doing.
>>154732
Amber wears a gentle smile as her half-lidded eyes gaze into Mustard's own. A moment later, she is joined into a kiss and she licks his lips before tentatively pushing her tongue deeper. Before this, of course, she has turned away slightly to free his foreleg before joining him again, chest against chest, belly against belly, then stifle against stifle, and finally frog against frog. Once more he can feel her pert little nipples poke into his abdomen as they romantically kiss and hold each others' hooves the last, of course, being the lewdest thing they have done.
As his stallionhood expands it squeezes between two soft, warm bellies, its bottom exciting more pleasure either because of anatomy or because of contact with a very suitable mate. Its position may not be its designed outlet, whether Mustard Trim is aware of that or not, but the warmth and pressure aren't dissimilar. If she is feeling any trepidation she isn't showing it, perhaps being too busy.
Amber wears a gentle smile as her half-lidded eyes gaze into Mustard's own. A moment later, she is joined into a kiss and she licks his lips before tentatively pushing her tongue deeper. Before this, of course, she has turned away slightly to free his foreleg before joining him again, chest against chest, belly against belly, then stifle against stifle, and finally frog against frog. Once more he can feel her pert little nipples poke into his abdomen as they romantically kiss and hold each others' hooves the last, of course, being the lewdest thing they have done.
As his stallionhood expands it squeezes between two soft, warm bellies, its bottom exciting more pleasure either because of anatomy or because of contact with a very suitable mate. Its position may not be its designed outlet, whether Mustard Trim is aware of that or not, but the warmth and pressure aren't dissimilar. If she is feeling any trepidation she isn't showing it, perhaps being too busy.
>>154739
As their lips meet in warm embrace, so too does every portion of their hooves - at least Amber's right and his left. The wall, the frog, and those portions of the sole that can be reached are all measured against each other. Amber's hooves are more worn and more used than his, for what it's worth.
Between their bodies, Mustard presses against her teats, rubbing betwee them. He moves himself lower along her body, and begins slow thrusts of his lower body.
As their lips meet in warm embrace, so too does every portion of their hooves - at least Amber's right and his left. The wall, the frog, and those portions of the sole that can be reached are all measured against each other. Amber's hooves are more worn and more used than his, for what it's worth.
Between their bodies, Mustard presses against her teats, rubbing betwee them. He moves himself lower along her body, and begins slow thrusts of his lower body.
>>154741
Amber rubs the walls of her hooves against his, their roughness slowly grinding at his which are more typical for city-dwellers. She pushes out her soft frogs which strive to meet and touch his against
The trough of her thighs, with fuzzy, loose skin surrounded by veiny muscles on both sides feels especially titillating, as do her teats which seem to be attached in front in a 'Y' configuration, It is as well for Amber since she gently sighs when he passes across it. Due to her hind legs being splayed she cannot compress his tender part directly, but instead they push against both sides of his rump and she must be careful not to dig her hooves in.
Amber rubs the walls of her hooves against his, their roughness slowly grinding at his which are more typical for city-dwellers. She pushes out her soft frogs which strive to meet and touch his against
The trough of her thighs, with fuzzy, loose skin surrounded by veiny muscles on both sides feels especially titillating, as do her teats which seem to be attached in front in a 'Y' configuration, It is as well for Amber since she gently sighs when he passes across it. Due to her hind legs being splayed she cannot compress his tender part directly, but instead they push against both sides of his rump and she must be careful not to dig her hooves in.
>>154742
He breaks the kiss, and with his muzzle right in front of her face, asks,
"How far do you want to?"
He breaks the kiss, and with his muzzle right in front of her face, asks,
"How far do you want to?"
>>154743
Mustard can feel the warm air of her heavy breaths pass by his muzzle, as she replies, "I'd travel to the ends of the world with you, Mustard." Whether that's an answer he wants or whether she understood his meaning is another question entirely.
Mustard can feel the warm air of her heavy breaths pass by his muzzle, as she replies, "I'd travel to the ends of the world with you, Mustard." Whether that's an answer he wants or whether she understood his meaning is another question entirely.
>>154744
"Heheh" He moves in and kisses her. He breaks contact with her hooves to move his own forelegs around her body, towards her lower back.
He moves his hindleg down, stretching it off the end of the bed, and moves his genitals down until it is almost, but not quite, contacting hers.
"Heheh" He moves in and kisses her. He breaks contact with her hooves to move his own forelegs around her body, towards her lower back.
He moves his hindleg down, stretching it off the end of the bed, and moves his genitals down until it is almost, but not quite, contacting hers.
Amber relishes the kiss, feeling tingles from it as well as from his forelegs touching her loins. As he moves himself down some confusion springs into her mind. Is he really getting off the bed? However, she doesn't stop him but waits for the next move, her heart beating rapidly.
>>154746
His knees remain on the bed, but he lowers himself further, so that the tip of his genitals makes contact with the edge of the lips of hers. He stops kissing her, and pulls away, looking into her eyes and watching her.
His knees remain on the bed, but he lowers himself further, so that the tip of his genitals makes contact with the edge of the lips of hers. He stops kissing her, and pulls away, looking into her eyes and watching her.
>>154747
Has Mustard by now flipped himself over with Amber on her back, rather than both lying on their sides?
She shudders as he makes contact during the kiss. The bare skin of her lips pull apart readily, and Mustard feels some semblance of moisture on his tip already. What's more, he can feel them twitch–pulling apart and contracting rapidly–against him, the sensitive skin of most private parts skimming each other. Amber stops moving, holding her breath and watching him in turn with an uncertain expression on her face.
Has Mustard by now flipped himself over with Amber on her back, rather than both lying on their sides?
She shudders as he makes contact during the kiss. The bare skin of her lips pull apart readily, and Mustard feels some semblance of moisture on his tip already. What's more, he can feel them twitch–pulling apart and contracting rapidly–against him, the sensitive skin of most private parts skimming each other. Amber stops moving, holding her breath and watching him in turn with an uncertain expression on her face.
>>154748
That was going to happen this post. Now it happens
Mustard Trim grabs onto her back, and tries to move within her hind leg's own grip of his hind quarters. He rolls, and then physically picks up Amber with his forehooves, placing her on her back underneath him. He moves his legs up so that he is almost standing overtop of her. Though his tip pulls away for the process, he moves it back in, as if a physical reminder. He looks down at her face, into her eyes, and above all, gauges her response.
That was going to happen this post. Now it happens
Mustard Trim grabs onto her back, and tries to move within her hind leg's own grip of his hind quarters. He rolls, and then physically picks up Amber with his forehooves, placing her on her back underneath him. He moves his legs up so that he is almost standing overtop of her. Though his tip pulls away for the process, he moves it back in, as if a physical reminder. He looks down at her face, into her eyes, and above all, gauges her response.
>>154749
Amber loses her grip of his hindquarters and her hind legs become splayed out to either side, her hooves holding up the blanket almost like a tent. His tip can slide in readily for an inch, if he chooses to go that far, but if he tries to press beyond he would find that her vaginal walls block the way by making the opening far too small for him. She looks up at his face looming in the dark, biting her lip. Finally, she asks, almost breathlessly, "You're not a changeling, are you?"
Amber loses her grip of his hindquarters and her hind legs become splayed out to either side, her hooves holding up the blanket almost like a tent. His tip can slide in readily for an inch, if he chooses to go that far, but if he tries to press beyond he would find that her vaginal walls block the way by making the opening far too small for him. She looks up at his face looming in the dark, biting her lip. Finally, she asks, almost breathlessly, "You're not a changeling, are you?"
>>154751
She smiles nervously up at him. "I'm asking because, well, changelings can change size and shape, and they have…um, a projection to, uh, do nasty things to captured ponies that I don't want to say…." She shudders. "…So after you first changed shape to poke with er, your appendage, I became really worried." Looking back up with a combination of confidence and embarrassment, her face flushed and her ears folded back, the mare tells him, "But I know you aren't a changeling because those creatures can't be kind and loving like you have been. I don't know how you, er…grow like that, or why, but I believe you."
She smiles nervously up at him. "I'm asking because, well, changelings can change size and shape, and they have…um, a projection to, uh, do nasty things to captured ponies that I don't want to say…." She shudders. "…So after you first changed shape to poke with er, your appendage, I became really worried." Looking back up with a combination of confidence and embarrassment, her face flushed and her ears folded back, the mare tells him, "But I know you aren't a changeling because those creatures can't be kind and loving like you have been. I don't know how you, er…grow like that, or why, but I believe you."
>>154752
He looks at her awkwardly. Then he stares at her a little longer. And then he simply bends his legs, and basically lays on top of her, completely closing the distance between their two bodies. He moves his forelegs by trying to dig his hooves under her in a hug. He places his muzzle to the side of hers, head side by side in a hug.
He looks at her awkwardly. Then he stares at her a little longer. And then he simply bends his legs, and basically lays on top of her, completely closing the distance between their two bodies. He moves his forelegs by trying to dig his hooves under her in a hug. He places his muzzle to the side of hers, head side by side in a hug.
>>154754
Although it's difficult for her to do so, she wriggles her torso to try to give his forelegs a little bit of room. She returns the gesture by wrapping her four legs around him in a gentle embrace. The side of her muzzle feels hot, and he can hear her tail swishing back and forth across the bedsheet, as well as feel it hit him lightly in the hocks.
She says, "I love you so much, my heart feels like bursting." She nickers softly as well.
Although it's difficult for her to do so, she wriggles her torso to try to give his forelegs a little bit of room. She returns the gesture by wrapping her four legs around him in a gentle embrace. The side of her muzzle feels hot, and he can hear her tail swishing back and forth across the bedsheet, as well as feel it hit him lightly in the hocks.
She says, "I love you so much, my heart feels like bursting." She nickers softly as well.
>>154756
He moves his head away far enough to look her in the eyes while laying on her. He asks her,
"Are you in heat?"
He moves his head away far enough to look her in the eyes while laying on her. He asks her,
"Are you in heat?"
>>154757
Did you know that the time of estrus can be manipulated with external light? Interesting
Amber initially stares back in confusion. "Huh?" Then something clicks. "Oh. You mean when you feel hot and funny and have to cool off with a swim? That doesn't usually happen to me for at least another month."
Did you know that the time of estrus can be manipulated with external light? Interesting
Amber initially stares back in confusion. "Huh?" Then something clicks. "Oh. You mean when you feel hot and funny and have to cool off with a swim? That doesn't usually happen to me for at least another month."
>>154760
I think it's based off of length of day or something. I would bet the regularity of electrical lighting would fuck with it massively
He looks down at her, stares, and blinks. Then he says "I want to see something."
He hops right off of her, off the bed, and walks over to the wall. Amber surely has time to react by the time he turns on the lights.
I think it's based off of length of day or something. I would bet the regularity of electrical lighting would fuck with it massively
He looks down at her, stares, and blinks. Then he says "I want to see something."
He hops right off of her, off the bed, and walks over to the wall. Amber surely has time to react by the time he turns on the lights.
>>154761
It's a good idea for a story for sure. Ted Ponzynski did nothing wrong
Amber sits up in the bed and hops out after him, looking intently at his dark silhouette. Another reversal from an intimate moment…is he mad or upset at me for bringing up changelings, or suspecting even for a moment he could be one? But something feels different this time…
It's a good idea for a story for sure. Ted Ponzynski did nothing wrong
Amber sits up in the bed and hops out after him, looking intently at his dark silhouette. Another reversal from an intimate moment…is he mad or upset at me for bringing up changelings, or suspecting even for a moment he could be one? But something feels different this time…
>>154762
The silhouette, draped in Amber's blanket walks across the room towards the door. He is less visible in the dim light that seeps through the windows than he was under the lights that jewel the void back on the hill. He scrapes against the wall once, twice, three times, then click.
The lights come on. He blinks twice, evidently a bit phased by the change the light. Though he's draped in Amber's blanket, she can see the finer details of parts of his body that she could not in the dark. His mane and how it hangs, or the yellow-brown color of his coat in its finer detail. He slowly walks back towards Amber, looking at her.
The silhouette, draped in Amber's blanket walks across the room towards the door. He is less visible in the dim light that seeps through the windows than he was under the lights that jewel the void back on the hill. He scrapes against the wall once, twice, three times, then click.
The lights come on. He blinks twice, evidently a bit phased by the change the light. Though he's draped in Amber's blanket, she can see the finer details of parts of his body that she could not in the dark. His mane and how it hangs, or the yellow-brown color of his coat in its finer detail. He slowly walks back towards Amber, looking at her.
>>154763
Amber blinks at the sudden, harsh brightness, and raises her foreleg to cover her eyes briefly before it becomes tolerable at least. She wears a bemused expression and follows Mustard with her head, wondering why the hay he got up, turned on the lights and is wearing her blanket. That's not typically what a pony does who gets up to use the bathroom or get a drink of water. She scrutinizes him, trying to make heads or tails of this.
Amber blinks at the sudden, harsh brightness, and raises her foreleg to cover her eyes briefly before it becomes tolerable at least. She wears a bemused expression and follows Mustard with her head, wondering why the hay he got up, turned on the lights and is wearing her blanket. That's not typically what a pony does who gets up to use the bathroom or get a drink of water. She scrutinizes him, trying to make heads or tails of this.
>>154765
She takes a step back, unsure of how to process this demand or the tone of his voice. Reluctantly she stands still to observe what he's doing.
Her tail, set slightly low, hangs straight down like a curtain from her steep croup, and still looks kempt compared to her mane which has been ruffled and moved about, but still extends slightly past her high withers. The warm lighting makes it hard to distinguish the purple music note of her cutie mark from its light amber background, but the sea-like horizon part of it stands out all the more. Her stocky legs, short and thick, have, like most of the rest of her body, a moderately long coat which lends a slightly fluffy appearance. These support a thicker torso with a barrel-shaped chest and high stifles but a short back, making her look decently suited for the draft work she was raised to do.
Bluish-purple eyes, set on both sides of a narrow white stripe that stops just short of her muzzle, observe Mustard closely, silently looking as closely at him as he is at her.
She takes a step back, unsure of how to process this demand or the tone of his voice. Reluctantly she stands still to observe what he's doing.
Her tail, set slightly low, hangs straight down like a curtain from her steep croup, and still looks kempt compared to her mane which has been ruffled and moved about, but still extends slightly past her high withers. The warm lighting makes it hard to distinguish the purple music note of her cutie mark from its light amber background, but the sea-like horizon part of it stands out all the more. Her stocky legs, short and thick, have, like most of the rest of her body, a moderately long coat which lends a slightly fluffy appearance. These support a thicker torso with a barrel-shaped chest and high stifles but a short back, making her look decently suited for the draft work she was raised to do.
Bluish-purple eyes, set on both sides of a narrow white stripe that stops just short of her muzzle, observe Mustard closely, silently looking as closely at him as he is at her.
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>>154766
For pic of Amber
There's something oddly non-reciprocal about his request. Though Mustard Trim requests and can see Amber, he is half veiled by Amber's own blanket. What Amber can see is his muzzle, rather long and subtly lighter towards the end, small depressions beneath each eye that imply the use of focal corrective glasses (she's never seen him wear them), pale blue eyes that look almost like the water of a shallow lagoon, with each eye focused on Amber in a purposeful rather than exploratory manner. His mane is a shade of dark brown and presently hangs over to his left side. It's a bit on the longer side, and is cut to disrupt a straight cut by several long diagonal cuts.
While not quite "scrawny" and not quite the absolute slimmest colt she's ever seen, he has scarcely an ounce of superfluous fat on his body. There's a bit more muscle, but it's hardly impressive, and as a whole his appearance is thin and lanky, making him look even taller than his actual height, which is slightly above average for a stallion. His legs are long with visible bones. His coat becomes slightly lighter and fluffier near the hoof. His coat hairs are short.
Of his chest, belly, flanks, cutiemark, and indeed essentially any detail past his shoulders, Amber can see little. Both the blanket and Amber's point of view obstruct a clear view.
For pic of Amber
There's something oddly non-reciprocal about his request. Though Mustard Trim requests and can see Amber, he is half veiled by Amber's own blanket. What Amber can see is his muzzle, rather long and subtly lighter towards the end, small depressions beneath each eye that imply the use of focal corrective glasses (she's never seen him wear them), pale blue eyes that look almost like the water of a shallow lagoon, with each eye focused on Amber in a purposeful rather than exploratory manner. His mane is a shade of dark brown and presently hangs over to his left side. It's a bit on the longer side, and is cut to disrupt a straight cut by several long diagonal cuts.
While not quite "scrawny" and not quite the absolute slimmest colt she's ever seen, he has scarcely an ounce of superfluous fat on his body. There's a bit more muscle, but it's hardly impressive, and as a whole his appearance is thin and lanky, making him look even taller than his actual height, which is slightly above average for a stallion. His legs are long with visible bones. His coat becomes slightly lighter and fluffier near the hoof. His coat hairs are short.
Of his chest, belly, flanks, cutiemark, and indeed essentially any detail past his shoulders, Amber can see little. Both the blanket and Amber's point of view obstruct a clear view.
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>>154767
Amber has closely examined him and the hairs on the back of her neck want to stand up. Perhaps it could be the harsh lighting, but this does not look like the Mustard Trim she fell in love with. There is no trace of his awkwardness or tenderness, instead there stands a colt–no, a grown stallion–with a cold gaze and a lean, no-nonsense physique. He has adopted an entirely different personality, if indeed this is Mustard Trim. A voice in her head tells her that her dismissed suspicions were indeed true, that she had been purposely beguiled in twenty-four hours and is now alone in a locked room with something hostile, her only key not on her person. Another voice tells her that this must be a joke of sorts, that it must be the harsh lighting that makes him look fierce.
She stands in place, though now her ears are folded back and she has shifted her weight to her rear. As her neck is bent back, she must look up at him with her wide eyes.
Amber has closely examined him and the hairs on the back of her neck want to stand up. Perhaps it could be the harsh lighting, but this does not look like the Mustard Trim she fell in love with. There is no trace of his awkwardness or tenderness, instead there stands a colt–no, a grown stallion–with a cold gaze and a lean, no-nonsense physique. He has adopted an entirely different personality, if indeed this is Mustard Trim. A voice in her head tells her that her dismissed suspicions were indeed true, that she had been purposely beguiled in twenty-four hours and is now alone in a locked room with something hostile, her only key not on her person. Another voice tells her that this must be a joke of sorts, that it must be the harsh lighting that makes him look fierce.
She stands in place, though now her ears are folded back and she has shifted her weight to her rear. As her neck is bent back, she must look up at him with her wide eyes.
>>154768
Is it true that Changelings can mind control you just by looking into your eyes from a close distance? Is it true they can put you in a paralyzing trance? What is it like to have your soul eaten by one?
Mustard Trim looks at her, placing his eyes on her body, and then walks around her. He eventually lies down on the bed, turning 180 so that he is now facing Amber, lying on his belly. He bends his forelegs to fold his hooves underneath himself. He still wears the blanket, though it is starting to fall off to his left side.
Is it true that Changelings can mind control you just by looking into your eyes from a close distance? Is it true they can put you in a paralyzing trance? What is it like to have your soul eaten by one?
Mustard Trim looks at her, placing his eyes on her body, and then walks around her. He eventually lies down on the bed, turning 180 so that he is now facing Amber, lying on his belly. He bends his forelegs to fold his hooves underneath himself. He still wears the blanket, though it is starting to fall off to his left side.
>>154769
If the legends were true, Amber would be boned, figuratively and likely literally as well.
Amber can't help but shiver as he devours her with those eyes. She continues to stare at him, trying to process what's going on. He is now directly behind her, and she turns in place slightly to keep him in her direct line of sight. She tries to think of something to say, after he hops onto the bed, but all that comes from her mouth is a drawl of "Uhhhh…". Her ear twitches.
If the legends were true, Amber would be boned, figuratively and likely literally as well.
Amber can't help but shiver as he devours her with those eyes. She continues to stare at him, trying to process what's going on. He is now directly behind her, and she turns in place slightly to keep him in her direct line of sight. She tries to think of something to say, after he hops onto the bed, but all that comes from her mouth is a drawl of "Uhhhh…". Her ear twitches.
>>154770
He tilts his head, holds both ears firmly in Amber’s direction, and blinks.
“What’s wrong?” He asks
He tilts his head, holds both ears firmly in Amber’s direction, and blinks.
“What’s wrong?” He asks
>>154771
She blinks in turn. "Mustard, what's going on?" she asks, taking a couple of steps to the side away from him.
She blinks in turn. "Mustard, what's going on?" she asks, taking a couple of steps to the side away from him.
>>154773
"You looked so threateningly at me, like you wanted to hurt me…" she croaks. She appears emotionally hurt; even if this is a joke it's a cruel one to play.
"You looked so threateningly at me, like you wanted to hurt me…" she croaks. She appears emotionally hurt; even if this is a joke it's a cruel one to play.
>>154774
His expression fades, eyes widen, and ears fall down. He jumps over to the side like a puppy saddened to be evicted from the blanket he was laying on. He looks over towards Amber in silence for one, two, three, four, five seconds, before loping over to the door, and turns off the lights.
The room is thrust into a darkness greater than it was before he turned on the lights.
His expression fades, eyes widen, and ears fall down. He jumps over to the side like a puppy saddened to be evicted from the blanket he was laying on. He looks over towards Amber in silence for one, two, three, four, five seconds, before loping over to the door, and turns off the lights.
The room is thrust into a darkness greater than it was before he turned on the lights.
>>154775
"Eep!" cries Amber. She is not one to be afraid of the dark, but now not only is she in a locked room with a pony–or creature–that has acted strangely at best and aggressively at worst, it's now a locked room that's nearly pitch-black. Her ears swivel to pick up any sound as her sense are at high alert.
"Eep!" cries Amber. She is not one to be afraid of the dark, but now not only is she in a locked room with a pony–or creature–that has acted strangely at best and aggressively at worst, it's now a locked room that's nearly pitch-black. Her ears swivel to pick up any sound as her sense are at high alert.
>>154776
It sounds as if there is movement near the door, and like he lays down.
There is an automobile outside. Someone is speaking downstairs. Then another automobile outside. The sound of trotting hooves and a cart. A distant warehouse door opens. Even further away, a train horn. Are those gunshots? A dense, lower class neighborhood mixed heavy industry isn’t exactly prime location for quiet and tranquility.
It sounds as if there is movement near the door, and like he lays down.
There is an automobile outside. Someone is speaking downstairs. Then another automobile outside. The sound of trotting hooves and a cart. A distant warehouse door opens. Even further away, a train horn. Are those gunshots? A dense, lower class neighborhood mixed heavy industry isn’t exactly prime location for quiet and tranquility.
>>154777
An ambush, trying to get me if I run out? she thinks to herself. She instead does what any logical mare would do in this situation: she hides underneath the bed.
An ambush, trying to get me if I run out? she thinks to herself. She instead does what any logical mare would do in this situation: she hides underneath the bed.
>>154778
Well, that's one option. Amber has not yet been dragged out from underneath the bed and entombed in a cocoon where every pleasant emotion is drained from her still-conscious experience for several decades. Not yet anyways.
From across the room,
"Amber?"
A little frightened
Well, that's one option. Amber has not yet been dragged out from underneath the bed and entombed in a cocoon where every pleasant emotion is drained from her still-conscious experience for several decades. Not yet anyways.
From across the room,
"Amber?"
A little frightened
>>154779
Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer.... she commands herself. She tries not to make a sound, cowering in her position rather than risk traps.
Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer.... she commands herself. She tries not to make a sound, cowering in her position rather than risk traps.
>>154781
She can hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears. The question is, was Mustard replaced without her somehow noticing, or has Mustard always been a changeling patiently waiting to do horrible things to her? The thought of her love being tricked, or even induced, is enough to make her stomach roil.
She can hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears. The question is, was Mustard replaced without her somehow noticing, or has Mustard always been a changeling patiently waiting to do horrible things to her? The thought of her love being tricked, or even induced, is enough to make her stomach roil.
>>154782
From across the room,
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Hoof steps across the floor, getting closer and closer, until there is the sound of movement on the bed, and finally a very heavy depression on the bed
From across the room,
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Hoof steps across the floor, getting closer and closer, until there is the sound of movement on the bed, and finally a very heavy depression on the bed
>>154783
Amber squeezes herself as flat to the floor as she can in order to not be felt. He knows I'm trapped. It's the careless swagger of a predator knowing his prey has nowhere to go. She tries to remember if her window has outside stairs like she's seen on some others.
Amber squeezes herself as flat to the floor as she can in order to not be felt. He knows I'm trapped. It's the careless swagger of a predator knowing his prey has nowhere to go. She tries to remember if her window has outside stairs like she's seen on some others.
>>154784
>Reasonable accommodations to fire safety in Baltimare
No. Whole city is a death trap
Nopony - no creature - comes for Amber. She is left alone
>Reasonable accommodations to fire safety in Baltimare
No. Whole city is a death trap
Nopony - no creature - comes for Amber. She is left alone
>>154785
Well then, there is only one way out. She racks her brain, trying to remember where she left the room key when she came in.
Well then, there is only one way out. She racks her brain, trying to remember where she left the room key when she came in.
>>154785
>no fire escape
Finally an excuse to share this music: https://youtu.be/mvJjmWTg7Qo
>>154787
The only alternative is to beat the door down, and unless if she's extraordinarily lucky there's no away she could break it down before being attacked. Surely the key is somewhere close to the door?
[1d20 = 10]
>no fire escape
Finally an excuse to share this music: https://youtu.be/mvJjmWTg7Qo
>>154787
The only alternative is to beat the door down, and unless if she's extraordinarily lucky there's no away she could break it down before being attacked. Surely the key is somewhere close to the door?
[1d20 = 10]
>>154788
SLAM
Amber hits the door…. It’s a little painful, very loud, and not really successful
gasp
“Amber?!”
A very frightened cry
SLAM
Amber hits the door…. It’s a little painful, very loud, and not really successful
gasp
“Amber?!”
A very frightened cry
>>154789
That roll was for remembering the key, though that's just as good lol
She lets out a pained gasp from hitting an object more solid than it looks. She scurries to the bathroom and closes the door behind her. "Stay away!" she yells.
That roll was for remembering the key, though that's just as good lol
She lets out a pained gasp from hitting an object more solid than it looks. She scurries to the bathroom and closes the door behind her. "Stay away!" she yells.
>>154790
“What?! What did I do? I didn’t do anything?”
A cross between exasperated and persecuted/downtrodden
“What?! What did I do? I didn’t do anything?”
A cross between exasperated and persecuted/downtrodden
>>154791
She tries to keep the door shut with her body, as to her knowledge it lacks a lock. "St-stay away, y-you thing! I'll fight back," she threatens.
She tries to keep the door shut with her body, as to her knowledge it lacks a lock. "St-stay away, y-you thing! I'll fight back," she threatens.
>>154793
She sits on the toilet, keeping the bathroom door braced with her hind legs. She tries hard not to hyperventilate reflecting on what's happened. All night she's been alone with a changeling, and not once but several times she had left herself utterly vulnerable to its depredations. Feeling sick to her stomach about that, she attempts to maintain some modicum of composure.
She sits on the toilet, keeping the bathroom door braced with her hind legs. She tries hard not to hyperventilate reflecting on what's happened. All night she's been alone with a changeling, and not once but several times she had left herself utterly vulnerable to its depredations. Feeling sick to her stomach about that, she attempts to maintain some modicum of composure.
>>154796
She weighs her options carefully. It could well be a classic trap, opening and shutting the door to lure her out. Or the changeling doesn't want to attract so much attention after spoiling its attempt. She has only seconds to lose before it disguises as somepony else to terrorize others. Amber also has the duty to warn Mrs. Trim that her son has been replaced by a changeling.
After only a moment of hesitation, she dashes out of her bathroom and hopefully her apartment to chase her foe.
She weighs her options carefully. It could well be a classic trap, opening and shutting the door to lure her out. Or the changeling doesn't want to attract so much attention after spoiling its attempt. She has only seconds to lose before it disguises as somepony else to terrorize others. Amber also has the duty to warn Mrs. Trim that her son has been replaced by a changeling.
After only a moment of hesitation, she dashes out of her bathroom and hopefully her apartment to chase her foe.
>>154799
She rushes into her room to see the door cracked open, then outside, she can barely get a glimpse of what seems to be him running downstairs towards the door to the street
She rushes into her room to see the door cracked open, then outside, she can barely get a glimpse of what seems to be him running downstairs towards the door to the street
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>>154802
Unarmed attack, nonlethal.
>the last thing 'Mustard Trim' sees
[1d4+2 = (2+2) = 4]
Hold on, shouldn't I roll 1d20 first for hitting? This is actually my first in-game combat, whew
Unarmed attack, nonlethal.
>the last thing 'Mustard Trim' sees
[1d4+2 = (2+2) = 4]
Hold on, shouldn't I roll 1d20 first for hitting? This is actually my first in-game combat, whew
>>154811
Success! Now he needs to be secured. Sadly she didn't bring rope like any citified filly would do, but she does have a bedsheet and that will work in a pinch.
Success! Now he needs to be secured. Sadly she didn't bring rope like any citified filly would do, but she does have a bedsheet and that will work in a pinch.
>>154817
"Sterp stergring er Uh'll het ya ergain!" she threatens, her mouth full of his mane as she half-drags, half carries him to her room. For such a small mare she sure is strong. And crazy, very crazy.
"Sterp stergring er Uh'll het ya ergain!" she threatens, her mouth full of his mane as she half-drags, half carries him to her room. For such a small mare she sure is strong. And crazy, very crazy.
>>154818
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
He thrashes around
But then...
From a side office, out crashes a fat, older griffin.
Guido
"I DON'T KNOW IF YOU ARE FIGHTING OR FUCKING, BUT YOU WILL NOT DO IT IN THE COMMON AREAS AFTER MIDNIGHT!"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
He thrashes around
But then...
From a side office, out crashes a fat, older griffin.
Guido
"I DON'T KNOW IF YOU ARE FIGHTING OR FUCKING, BUT YOU WILL NOT DO IT IN THE COMMON AREAS AFTER MIDNIGHT!"
>>154819
She is in awe of the size of this lad, fatly walking around the corner towards them. She tries to keep hold of Mustard's neck as she spits out his mane. "HE'S A CHANGELING!" she yells out to him.
She is in awe of the size of this lad, fatly walking around the corner towards them. She tries to keep hold of Mustard's neck as she spits out his mane. "HE'S A CHANGELING!" she yells out to him.
>>154820
Mustard:
"No I'm not!"
Guido:
"Not my problem if the stallions you bring home at night are changelings! You do not fight or fuck them in the public areas after midnight! Go into your apartment, go to a hotel, go to the streets, but you get out of the common areas!"
Guido has serious anger in his eyes
Mustard:
"No I'm not!"
Guido:
"Not my problem if the stallions you bring home at night are changelings! You do not fight or fuck them in the public areas after midnight! Go into your apartment, go to a hotel, go to the streets, but you get out of the common areas!"
Guido has serious anger in his eyes
>>154821
'Tis a shame it's not 11:30, that would have been a fun time in the hallways.
In any case, even when fighting for your life and the lives of others you don't argue with a 300-pound griffon bearing down on you. Amber yells out, "Sorry!" with the most genuine terror she's felt since five minutes ago. Just before she does so, however, she attempts to buck Mustard's impostor on the plot as hard as she can, to finally get 'him' across her threshold.
'Tis a shame it's not 11:30, that would have been a fun time in the hallways.
In any case, even when fighting for your life and the lives of others you don't argue with a 300-pound griffon bearing down on you. Amber yells out, "Sorry!" with the most genuine terror she's felt since five minutes ago. Just before she does so, however, she attempts to buck Mustard's impostor on the plot as hard as she can, to finally get 'him' across her threshold.
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>>154822
You’ll get ‘em next time, little pony
Whimper
Well, Amber’s at minimum got him to the stairs.
Guido folds his forelegs, looking over at Amber, clearly satisfied in having protected the integrity of the common areas
You’ll get ‘em next time, little pony
Whimper
Well, Amber’s at minimum got him to the stairs.
Guido folds his forelegs, looking over at Amber, clearly satisfied in having protected the integrity of the common areas
>>154827
She gets him to the top of the stairs. But up there, she fails to get him inside
"Amber?! What the fuck!"
She gets him to the top of the stairs. But up there, she fails to get him inside
"Amber?! What the fuck!"
>>154828
She stands lower on the stairs, her body visibly shaking, sweat dripping down her coat, and her face a crazed mix of fear, rage, and betrayal. But she has ceased her assault, for even changelings are a preferable threat to the wrath of Guido.
"YOU. What did you do to the real Mustard?" she demands.
She stands lower on the stairs, her body visibly shaking, sweat dripping down her coat, and her face a crazed mix of fear, rage, and betrayal. But she has ceased her assault, for even changelings are a preferable threat to the wrath of Guido.
"YOU. What did you do to the real Mustard?" she demands.
>>154829
He appears to have tears running down his face, and he is gritting his teeth.
"What? Why are you doing this to me? What did I do?"
He appears to have tears running down his face, and he is gritting his teeth.
"What? Why are you doing this to me? What did I do?"
>>154830
"To you‽ I loved you so, then you sized me up and tried to kill me, or worse, foalnap me or fill me with eggs. Tell me, when did you replace him? Was it before we even met?"
She looks to be gulping for air and is on the verge of collapse, her own tears falling onto the cold hard steps?
"To you‽ I loved you so, then you sized me up and tried to kill me, or worse, foalnap me or fill me with eggs. Tell me, when did you replace him? Was it before we even met?"
She looks to be gulping for air and is on the verge of collapse, her own tears falling onto the cold hard steps?
>>154832
"But you m-must have, you would have!! Th-the thing...leering! I'm gonna tell your 'ma'! I'll tell the po-lice! I'll tell...I'll tell....urgh...." Her babbling voice grows faint and she slumps to the floor, her limp body falling down the stairs. She blacks out utterly and she won't be able to recall anything until she wakes up again.
On that note, I need to sleep myself. Thank you for pulling off that fun twist, it turned predictable wish fulfillment into fulfilling my wish for an unpredictable game.
I'm looking forward to playing tomorrow, I'll try to start earlier from now on.
"But you m-must have, you would have!! Th-the thing...leering! I'm gonna tell your 'ma'! I'll tell the po-lice! I'll tell...I'll tell....urgh...." Her babbling voice grows faint and she slumps to the floor, her limp body falling down the stairs. She blacks out utterly and she won't be able to recall anything until she wakes up again.
On that note, I need to sleep myself. Thank you for pulling off that fun twist, it turned predictable wish fulfillment into fulfilling my wish for an unpredictable game.
I'm looking forward to playing tomorrow, I'll try to start earlier from now on.
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>>154833
>>154834
The light of the hallway is not as intense as the light of Amber’s room, though it carries the same obnoxious yellow tinge. Or maybe that’s just his fur. He does not wear Amber’s blanket, nor his own black jacket, nor the shirts he’d wear the work. Amber instead sees a scared little colt with reflective, watery blue eyes, and a mouth that hangs open. He looks right at her with kicked-dog expression she seen him wear when he’s assigned the worst section, and is made to serve the patio and large families of Diamond Dogs that demand everything and tip nothing. But not like that time he was told he needed to work an extra hour to help clean up before he could go meet Amber at the club Maurice. He had a look of excitement as he suffered through that.
“I’m not a Changeling” he says, in a voice that was not expected to persuade.
There is a single beat
“You could have just said ‘no’, rather than do… this”
He walks towards Amber in a fast, deliberate pace, closing his eyes and trying to pull to Amber’s left side.
Whatever dangers Amber May have expected or feared, whatever traps or tricks may have haunted her imagination, they do not come to pass. Amber has succeeded in scaring away he who came for her love. He does not look at her, and indeed stumbles abs almost trips down the stairs as he passes, evidently because he refused to look at wear her was going. He would rather go downstairs and brave the wrath of Guido. He would rather go outside, and brave the streets of a bad neighborhood of the city - or perhaps return to family who will only castigate and humiliate him for the moral failing of attempting to sleep with a filly. He would rather do all of these things than remain up there by Amber for another minute. The jacket he came with is conspicuously absent, evidently abandoned in Amber’s room.
>>154834
The light of the hallway is not as intense as the light of Amber’s room, though it carries the same obnoxious yellow tinge. Or maybe that’s just his fur. He does not wear Amber’s blanket, nor his own black jacket, nor the shirts he’d wear the work. Amber instead sees a scared little colt with reflective, watery blue eyes, and a mouth that hangs open. He looks right at her with kicked-dog expression she seen him wear when he’s assigned the worst section, and is made to serve the patio and large families of Diamond Dogs that demand everything and tip nothing. But not like that time he was told he needed to work an extra hour to help clean up before he could go meet Amber at the club Maurice. He had a look of excitement as he suffered through that.
“I’m not a Changeling” he says, in a voice that was not expected to persuade.
There is a single beat
“You could have just said ‘no’, rather than do… this”
He walks towards Amber in a fast, deliberate pace, closing his eyes and trying to pull to Amber’s left side.
Whatever dangers Amber May have expected or feared, whatever traps or tricks may have haunted her imagination, they do not come to pass. Amber has succeeded in scaring away he who came for her love. He does not look at her, and indeed stumbles abs almost trips down the stairs as he passes, evidently because he refused to look at wear her was going. He would rather go downstairs and brave the wrath of Guido. He would rather go outside, and brave the streets of a bad neighborhood of the city - or perhaps return to family who will only castigate and humiliate him for the moral failing of attempting to sleep with a filly. He would rather do all of these things than remain up there by Amber for another minute. The jacket he came with is conspicuously absent, evidently abandoned in Amber’s room.
>>154835
Poor Mustard lol
And if this is his experience, who could blame him? It's enough to make one swear off dating and become an eternal bachelor, content to stay in one's room with the cold safety of illicit magazines and pinup posters.
Amber does not see him pass by, her unconscious, defeated form sprawled on the floor with her mouth hanging open and her mane unkempt once again. When and where does she wake up?
Poor Mustard lol
And if this is his experience, who could blame him? It's enough to make one swear off dating and become an eternal bachelor, content to stay in one's room with the cold safety of illicit magazines and pinup posters.
Amber does not see him pass by, her unconscious, defeated form sprawled on the floor with her mouth hanging open and her mane unkempt once again. When and where does she wake up?
>>154836
> It's enough to make one swear off dating and become an eternal bachelor
Sadly, very few colts learn the first time. He'll be back at it again.
Took me two women and four years to learn my lesson
Amber experiences nothing for an unknown period of time. No sight nor sound, no thoughts, emotions or sensations. It's exactly like being dead, really. And she likely wished she were when she hears something:
"What? Did you think you could pretend he pushed you down the stairs to the police? We saw the whole thing and he did not touch you. And the police are not coming. If the police come in one of your love spats, you will not be getting your deposit back. Do you hear me? If you get in a fight with your lover here, do it in your room and do not damage the walls."
> It's enough to make one swear off dating and become an eternal bachelor
Sadly, very few colts learn the first time. He'll be back at it again.
Took me two women and four years to learn my lesson
Amber experiences nothing for an unknown period of time. No sight nor sound, no thoughts, emotions or sensations. It's exactly like being dead, really. And she likely wished she were when she hears something:
"What? Did you think you could pretend he pushed you down the stairs to the police? We saw the whole thing and he did not touch you. And the police are not coming. If the police come in one of your love spats, you will not be getting your deposit back. Do you hear me? If you get in a fight with your lover here, do it in your room and do not damage the walls."
>>154837
Amber opens her eyes, her vision initially blurry. She slowly tries to stagger to her feet.
"Wha…" she stammers.
Amber opens her eyes, her vision initially blurry. She slowly tries to stagger to her feet.
"Wha…" she stammers.
>>154838
A beak. A bird. Fear.
"If you pass out in the hallway, pass out by a wall. Do not block the stairs."
A beak. A bird. Fear.
"If you pass out in the hallway, pass out by a wall. Do not block the stairs."
>>154839
"S-sorry…" she murmurs as she leans agains the wall/railing and half-crawls up the stairs. At the top she examines her body to look for anything seriously wrong or unusual.
"S-sorry…" she murmurs as she leans agains the wall/railing and half-crawls up the stairs. At the top she examines her body to look for anything seriously wrong or unusual.
>>154840
Her leg kind of hurts from falling down the stairs. Guido stands there with a very ruffly looking grey earth pony stallion who is a bit older
Her leg kind of hurts from falling down the stairs. Guido stands there with a very ruffly looking grey earth pony stallion who is a bit older
>>154841
But nothing else? She limps back to her room, her head hanging low under their judgmental stares.
But nothing else? She limps back to her room, her head hanging low under their judgmental stares.
>>154843
She turns on the lights and looks around the room, trying to piece together what happened between the time her guest had first turned the lights up to now.
She turns on the lights and looks around the room, trying to piece together what happened between the time her guest had first turned the lights up to now.
>>154844
There is a blanket on the floor by the door, and Mustard Trim's jacket is hanging from the bed. The sheets on her bed are disrupted.
There is a blanket on the floor by the door, and Mustard Trim's jacket is hanging from the bed. The sheets on her bed are disrupted.
>>154845
Unhurt…untouched…he didn't take anything but just ran away…
The enormity and truth of the situation just strikes her, and she feels like ripping her own mane out. Amber just drove that colt out of her life, for good, not gradually due to natural incompatibilities but because of her own hysteria and foalishness. It feels like she made the biggest mistake of her life and her eyes well up with tears. She picks up his jacket and inhales his scent one last time before diligently cleaning and folding it.
Unhurt…untouched…he didn't take anything but just ran away…
The enormity and truth of the situation just strikes her, and she feels like ripping her own mane out. Amber just drove that colt out of her life, for good, not gradually due to natural incompatibilities but because of her own hysteria and foalishness. It feels like she made the biggest mistake of her life and her eyes well up with tears. She picks up his jacket and inhales his scent one last time before diligently cleaning and folding it.
>>154846
He does indeed have a distinct, equine scent that lingers in the jacket. Perhaps she won’t be disappointed. She remains alone in the yellow light of the empty room.
She can hear the sound of air moving through the vents, of somepony talking next door, and of an automobile passing by outside.
He does indeed have a distinct, equine scent that lingers in the jacket. Perhaps she won’t be disappointed. She remains alone in the yellow light of the empty room.
She can hear the sound of air moving through the vents, of somepony talking next door, and of an automobile passing by outside.
>>154847
Changelings can't copy smell.
That smell only fills her with longing, but she has thrown away a great treasure and there is no getting it back. She thinks bitterly about Mustard married with Aster Spring in the future, posing with their beautiful children that could have been hers. She deserves him better anyway. She's going to college, she reflects.
What time is it thereabouts? Once she finishes smoothing out the creases on the jacket she tidies up her room.
Changelings can't copy smell.
That smell only fills her with longing, but she has thrown away a great treasure and there is no getting it back. She thinks bitterly about Mustard married with Aster Spring in the future, posing with their beautiful children that could have been hers. She deserves him better anyway. She's going to college, she reflects.
What time is it thereabouts? Once she finishes smoothing out the creases on the jacket she tidies up her room.
>>154848
Like 12:15. Barely any time has passed, if her clock is to be believed.
Three beautiful pink and yellow foals, looking out over the bay as waves crash against the rocks. Amber is alone in a dingy apartment.
Like 12:15. Barely any time has passed, if her clock is to be believed.
Three beautiful pink and yellow foals, looking out over the bay as waves crash against the rocks. Amber is alone in a dingy apartment.
>>154849
She sniffles as she finally gets back into bed, cold and alone underneath her blanket. She thinks she can still feel the imprint where Mustard was lying down, and laments her horrible tendency to jump to conclusions.
She sniffles as she finally gets back into bed, cold and alone underneath her blanket. She thinks she can still feel the imprint where Mustard was lying down, and laments her horrible tendency to jump to conclusions.
>>154852
Amber makes whiny sobs as she recounts what a horrible little pony she has been, repaying kindness with teasing, demands, and suspicion. So soon after she promised to be better too. She has a very bad headache from all of this.
That bed is brand-new yet has seen a fair share of abuse on just its first night, including crying, lovemaking, paranoid hiding, and now more crying.
Amber makes whiny sobs as she recounts what a horrible little pony she has been, repaying kindness with teasing, demands, and suspicion. So soon after she promised to be better too. She has a very bad headache from all of this.
That bed is brand-new yet has seen a fair share of abuse on just its first night, including crying, lovemaking, paranoid hiding, and now more crying.
>>154853
Go out to find him, contemplate your emotions, or go to sleep in the hopes that can numb the pain. These are you optionsunless I’m missing something, little filly.
Go out to find him, contemplate your emotions, or go to sleep in the hopes that can numb the pain. These are you options
>>154854
She suddenly realizes that it has not been that long since he left, and he could still be in the neighborhood, possibly lost. Sleep might help if she can get it, but she needs to return the jacket in the morning anyway, so might as well do it now. She doesn't harbor any fantasies of winning him back, this is only the right thing to do.
Pulling herself out of bed, she puts on her cloak–sans dress–and stuffs the jacket underneath it, before setting out to find him in time.
She suddenly realizes that it has not been that long since he left, and he could still be in the neighborhood, possibly lost. Sleep might help if she can get it, but she needs to return the jacket in the morning anyway, so might as well do it now. She doesn't harbor any fantasies of winning him back, this is only the right thing to do.
Pulling herself out of bed, she puts on her cloak–sans dress–and stuffs the jacket underneath it, before setting out to find him in time.
>>154859
With tears running down her face, she approaches him with her head held low, puts his jacket down next to him, and quietly walks off.
With tears running down her face, she approaches him with her head held low, puts his jacket down next to him, and quietly walks off.
>>154860
He sees her, and turns his head away from her. He is sitting next to the phone, clearly distraught, abs he appears to have been crying, though she does not catch him in the act.
He sees her, and turns his head away from her. He is sitting next to the phone, clearly distraught, abs he appears to have been crying, though she does not catch him in the act.
>>154861
Amber cannot bear to see him in such a state, but does not dare bother him any more. She slowly leaves, withers heaving in muffled sobs.
Amber cannot bear to see him in such a state, but does not dare bother him any more. She slowly leaves, withers heaving in muffled sobs.
>>154864
She pauses, still facing away from him, and sniffles. "Because I'm stupid. I'm crazy and I'm stupid."
She pauses, still facing away from him, and sniffles. "Because I'm stupid. I'm crazy and I'm stupid."
>>154865
Angrily:
“What did I do? Is it because I came onto you too strong? What did you expect by inviting me to stay the night? What was I supposed to think? You could have just said ‘no’. You could have just said you did not want to. I would have respected your boundaries. Instead, you say I am a Changeling?”
Angrily:
“What did I do? Is it because I came onto you too strong? What did you expect by inviting me to stay the night? What was I supposed to think? You could have just said ‘no’. You could have just said you did not want to. I would have respected your boundaries. Instead, you say I am a Changeling?”
>>154866
She looks back at him, tears streaming down her muzzle. "I-I really did think…you were one. I was angry, I thought you had been hurt somewhere, that the changeling was going to hurt me and other ponies.
I was so stupid, and I made a mistake."
She looks back at him, tears streaming down her muzzle. "I-I really did think…you were one. I was angry, I thought you had been hurt somewhere, that the changeling was going to hurt me and other ponies.
I was so stupid, and I made a mistake."
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>>154868
"You turned on the lights, and you didn't look like Mustard Trim.
I mean…you looked like you, but harsher, and you looked at me like you wanted to hurt me. Then you turned off the lights without a word, and I panicked…I'm so sorry!" she bawls, as she falls to the floor quivering.
"You turned on the lights, and you didn't look like Mustard Trim.
I mean…you looked like you, but harsher, and you looked at me like you wanted to hurt me. Then you turned off the lights without a word, and I panicked…I'm so sorry!" she bawls, as she falls to the floor quivering.
>>154870
"Yes, I was so stupid but I convinced myself. I'm so sorry, I never would have hurt you if I knew better!" she says, her body heaving with sobs.
"Yes, I was so stupid but I convinced myself. I'm so sorry, I never would have hurt you if I knew better!" she says, her body heaving with sobs.
>>154871
“Oh, I’m not a Changeling.” He makes a “heheh” resembling laughter. On its own it would sound very strange, but it’s likely welcome in context.
“You…. Thought I was going to hurt you?” He asks
“Oh, I’m not a Changeling.” He makes a “heheh” resembling laughter. On its own it would sound very strange, but it’s likely welcome in context.
“You…. Thought I was going to hurt you?” He asks
>>154872
She nods tearfully. "You were watching me so strangely, and in the dark the way you approached me, not talking one bit…but I was the one who hurt you, and I don't blame you for hating me."
She nods tearfully. "You were watching me so strangely, and in the dark the way you approached me, not talking one bit…but I was the one who hurt you, and I don't blame you for hating me."
>>154873
“No. No. No….” He looks side to side, anxious, abs rocks back and forth.
“I thought you were going to let me… I thought we were going to-“
He gently taps his hooves together.
“Then I thought about that stallion with his coworkers and the paper. And I realized I wanted to see if you still had that- the skin. You know? There should be skin or something if you are still a Virgin. I wanted to know. I wanted to see it to know for sure if you were or not. I did not want to hurt you. I needed to know.”
“No. No. No….” He looks side to side, anxious, abs rocks back and forth.
“I thought you were going to let me… I thought we were going to-“
He gently taps his hooves together.
“Then I thought about that stallion with his coworkers and the paper. And I realized I wanted to see if you still had that- the skin. You know? There should be skin or something if you are still a Virgin. I wanted to know. I wanted to see it to know for sure if you were or not. I did not want to hurt you. I needed to know.”
>>154875
He is silent for a minute. He looks away, and is clearly uncomfortable
“Uh…. There is supposed to be a bit of skin on your…” he Taos his hooves “on your vagina that breaks the first time you have sex and leaves blood on the sheets. I, uh, I wanted to see if you had that.”
He is silent for a minute. He looks away, and is clearly uncomfortable
“Uh…. There is supposed to be a bit of skin on your…” he Taos his hooves “on your vagina that breaks the first time you have sex and leaves blood on the sheets. I, uh, I wanted to see if you had that.”
>>154878
The young mare is still shivering and sniffling. "Have you talked to your ma?" she asks awkwardly.
The young mare is still shivering and sniffling. "Have you talked to your ma?" she asks awkwardly.
>>154880
"I guess that's good...." she sniffles, wiping her eyes. She doesn't press him on what they said to each other.
"I guess that's good...." she sniffles, wiping her eyes. She doesn't press him on what they said to each other.
>>154882
She shakes her head, still looking miserable albeit slightly less than before. "I don't know. I just wanted to say sorry for what I've done. I know you don't want to see me ever again...."
She shakes her head, still looking miserable albeit slightly less than before. "I don't know. I just wanted to say sorry for what I've done. I know you don't want to see me ever again...."
>>154884
Yes, though I used a pony maker program. I should lern2draw or pony up the money to commission an art piece.
Yes, though I used a pony maker program. I should lern2draw or pony up the money to commission an art piece.
>>154886
She looks up to him, her purplish eyes gazing desperately into his. "No...." she replies, lip quivering.
She looks up to him, her purplish eyes gazing desperately into his. "No...." she replies, lip quivering.
>>154885
These look pretty good for pony maker program. I'd love to hear more about your character some time.
These look pretty good for pony maker program. I'd love to hear more about your character some time.
>>154888
Thanks! My character sheet has all the details, I like to reveal them gradually over the course of the story.
Thanks! My character sheet has all the details, I like to reveal them gradually over the course of the story.
>>154893
"I don't mean to...I'm not good around colts, hardly knew any growing up. I'm not worthy to have you if I hurt you like this...."
"I don't mean to...I'm not good around colts, hardly knew any growing up. I'm not worthy to have you if I hurt you like this...."
>>154896
"The changeling thing, I guess I can understand..."
He looks off to the side
"I don't know..."
"The changeling thing, I guess I can understand..."
He looks off to the side
"I don't know..."
>>154897
"I wanted things to be perfect, so I was looking for anything unusual. But I guess I'm the pony out of place here, I'm too suspicious, too naive, too demanding...."
"I wanted things to be perfect, so I was looking for anything unusual. But I guess I'm the pony out of place here, I'm too suspicious, too naive, too demanding...."
>>154899
She sighs in response to his touch. "Yes! More than anything. I'm just a bad marefriend...."
She sighs in response to his touch. "Yes! More than anything. I'm just a bad marefriend...."
>>154901
Amber's yellow face becomes completely flushed, and she puts her fetlock over her muzzle. "Yes."
Amber's yellow face becomes completely flushed, and she puts her fetlock over her muzzle. "Yes."
>>154902
"Heh" He seems flattered by that
"I let my sister know I am here. So now she knows, and I owe her for taking her time at this time of night."
"Heh" He seems flattered by that
"I let my sister know I am here. So now she knows, and I owe her for taking her time at this time of night."
>>154906
"Then I am going to put conditions on you. The first is that you owe my sister. Or at least, you owe me for what I owe to my sister. You will pay her back, one way or another."
"Then I am going to put conditions on you. The first is that you owe my sister. Or at least, you owe me for what I owe to my sister. You will pay her back, one way or another."
>>154908
He actually smiles at this
"Second, don't belittle me or talk down to me. Don't say I'm smelly, or say I am a little colt, or treat me like I am a colt. Don't insult me. I cannot be with someone who is like that to me."
He actually smiles at this
"Second, don't belittle me or talk down to me. Don't say I'm smelly, or say I am a little colt, or treat me like I am a colt. Don't insult me. I cannot be with someone who is like that to me."
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>>154914
Lovely colors.
I'd love to hear more about her backstory or class distrbution. You could always post her to one of the de-facto generals and carry on the conversation there.
I considered making an RPG character-creation thread, but idk who'd be interested in that.
Lovely colors.
I'd love to hear more about her backstory or class distrbution. You could always post her to one of the de-facto generals and carry on the conversation there.
I considered making an RPG character-creation thread, but idk who'd be interested in that.
>>154915
Aw thanks, I'll do so and post to your thread if you make one. Feel free to join our game if you'd like, it's really good. Also, I recommend that pony-maker as a solid visual reference if your character isn't too complex.
Aw thanks, I'll do so and post to your thread if you make one. Feel free to join our game if you'd like, it's really good. Also, I recommend that pony-maker as a solid visual reference if your character isn't too complex.
>>154914
>Giving up all of the cute at once
Never give all, all at once
"And... I want to know for sure if you are a virgin or not."
>Giving up all of the cute at once
Never give all, all at once
"And... I want to know for sure if you are a virgin or not."
>>154917
I have yet more
Amber looks curiously at him. "Why do you seem so intent on knowing, and how are you going to find out? I think I am."
I have yet more
Amber looks curiously at him. "Why do you seem so intent on knowing, and how are you going to find out? I think I am."
>>154918
Okay, I'm intrigued.
She's so cute
He shakes his head
"What does that mean? You think you are? I care, because, well... I am one, and I want my first time to be with one. I want it to be special. I want the mare I marry to be one. I want her to be mine, her one and only." He answers with slight irritation
Okay, I'm intrigued.
She's so cute
He shakes his head
"What does that mean? You think you are? I care, because, well... I am one, and I want my first time to be with one. I want it to be special. I want the mare I marry to be one. I want her to be mine, her one and only." He answers with slight irritation
>>154919
"i never had relations with a colt." She pauses. "Except for tonight. And to be honest, I feel the same way." She smiles weakly.
"i never had relations with a colt." She pauses. "Except for tonight. And to be honest, I feel the same way." She smiles weakly.
>>154920
He smiles back, though with an equal weariness.
“I believe you. It’s just that…” he looks around, straining for words “I want to it to be proven, you know?”
His look shows that he is uncomfortable saying these things out-loud, and it is straining him to say this much.
He smiles back, though with an equal weariness.
“I believe you. It’s just that…” he looks around, straining for words “I want to it to be proven, you know?”
His look shows that he is uncomfortable saying these things out-loud, and it is straining him to say this much.
>>154921
They are still in the lobby of Amber's apartment building. Although there wouldn't be any pony or creature here at this hour, and undoubtedly private things have happened here in the past, they could be walked in on or heard at any time.
Amber looks a bit uncertain at him. After what she just did she is in no place to complain about distrust, but this is still rather odd. However, he knows much more about all of this than she does, so she lets him take the lead. "You want to be intimate again?" she inquires.
They are still in the lobby of Amber's apartment building. Although there wouldn't be any pony or creature here at this hour, and undoubtedly private things have happened here in the past, they could be walked in on or heard at any time.
Amber looks a bit uncertain at him. After what she just did she is in no place to complain about distrust, but this is still rather odd. However, he knows much more about all of this than she does, so she lets him take the lead. "You want to be intimate again?" she inquires.
>>154923
She replies, "After what I've done...." with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and she seems to push forward for a kiss. However, she moves past him and closely inspects where she hit him, her hoof very gently spreading those hairs apart. "I'm sorry I hurt you."
She replies, "After what I've done...." with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and she seems to push forward for a kiss. However, she moves past him and closely inspects where she hit him, her hoof very gently spreading those hairs apart. "I'm sorry I hurt you."
>>154924
He takes his right forehoof, and places it under Amber's chin, and reaches around, and holds her head up, just below the ears.
"I'll give you another chance." He says, smiling
He takes his right forehoof, and places it under Amber's chin, and reaches around, and holds her head up, just below the ears.
"I'll give you another chance." He says, smiling
>>154925
She sniffles, returning his smile, but something yet gives her pause. "What if I turned out to not be a virgin? What then?"
She sniffles, returning his smile, but something yet gives her pause. "What if I turned out to not be a virgin? What then?"
>>154926
Th question makes him uncomfortable. But frankly, no part of that topic has made him comfortable, so his reaction is about the same.
"Well, I'm not sure I would want to marry you." He answers
Th question makes him uncomfortable. But frankly, no part of that topic has made him comfortable, so his reaction is about the same.
"Well, I'm not sure I would want to marry you." He answers
>>154927
Her ears perk up at the word, "marry." It really should come as no surprise to a country girl after doing married-couple things–kissing, cuddling, sleeping together, and soon "penetration"–but marriage has always been a dim and distant prospect, some hypothetical life goal.
She conceals her giddiness as she replies, "I wouldn't blame you one bit. And, er, if you want to hit me back, to make us even, I wouldn't begrudge you. Don't hold back." She closes her eyes and braces herself.
Her ears perk up at the word, "marry." It really should come as no surprise to a country girl after doing married-couple things–kissing, cuddling, sleeping together, and soon "penetration"–but marriage has always been a dim and distant prospect, some hypothetical life goal.
She conceals her giddiness as she replies, "I wouldn't blame you one bit. And, er, if you want to hit me back, to make us even, I wouldn't begrudge you. Don't hold back." She closes her eyes and braces herself.
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>>154928
Mustard Trim:
"Uh, heheh, that's alright"
Amber can only hope that if she becomes successful, locks down her love, and has all of the excitement and security she can hope for, that she may walk with as much sheer smug contentment as the 300 pound griffin that walks out of the office door next to them, and into the foyer, holding his big ring of keys. He is followed by his ragged grey stallion helper, who has a crowbar in his mouth. He turns to Mustard Trim, and imparts the following wisdom to him:
"She's lying to you about being a virgin. Wear a condom. She's trying to baby trap you so you'll marry her."
Then he turns to Amber, and says the following,
"If you want him to hit you so he will be afraid to call the police that is alright. But do not call the police on him or I will take your deposit. I have some acquaintances coming over to help collect some money, and they'd very much appreciate if there were no police there to witness it."
Then he turns to walk off. He has a job to do.
Mustard Trim:
"Uh, heheh, that's alright"
Amber can only hope that if she becomes successful, locks down her love, and has all of the excitement and security she can hope for, that she may walk with as much sheer smug contentment as the 300 pound griffin that walks out of the office door next to them, and into the foyer, holding his big ring of keys. He is followed by his ragged grey stallion helper, who has a crowbar in his mouth. He turns to Mustard Trim, and imparts the following wisdom to him:
"She's lying to you about being a virgin. Wear a condom. She's trying to baby trap you so you'll marry her."
Then he turns to Amber, and says the following,
"If you want him to hit you so he will be afraid to call the police that is alright. But do not call the police on him or I will take your deposit. I have some acquaintances coming over to help collect some money, and they'd very much appreciate if there were no police there to witness it."
Then he turns to walk off. He has a job to do.
>>154929
kek
Amber glares at the interloper the whole time, giving him the stink eye. They must have heard everything. "I ain't rough…" she mutters.
kek
Amber glares at the interloper the whole time, giving him the stink eye. They must have heard everything. "I ain't rough…" she mutters.
>>154917
Maybe I'll make one then. I've been working on a long-term project to compile ttrpg content that has been enjoyed and posted on this site, and that includes cataloging PCs.
Maybe I'll make one then. I've been working on a long-term project to compile ttrpg content that has been enjoyed and posted on this site, and that includes cataloging PCs.
>>154930
Though Guido most assuredly sleeps like a pampered baby, 12:30 AM on a Sunday is work time for his sadly thankless profession. He gives a nod of "you're welcome," and walks off, going through a door to the left of the foyer.
Mustard is evidently a little distracted:
"Rough? What?"
>>154931
Nice! Feel free to
Though Guido most assuredly sleeps like a pampered baby, 12:30 AM on a Sunday is work time for his sadly thankless profession. He gives a nod of "you're welcome," and walks off, going through a door to the left of the foyer.
Mustard is evidently a little distracted:
"Rough? What?"
>>154931
Nice! Feel free to
>>154932
"He implied I was going to stronghoof you with chicanery," she spits. "I can be crazy or stupid sometimes, but that's downright evil." Her eyes look to be watering, as she undoubtedly experiences a small part of what Mustard must have felt when she accused him of being a changeling menace.
"He implied I was going to stronghoof you with chicanery," she spits. "I can be crazy or stupid sometimes, but that's downright evil." Her eyes look to be watering, as she undoubtedly experiences a small part of what Mustard must have felt when she accused him of being a changeling menace.
>>154933
"Oh. Uh... it's alright" He says, smiling awkwardly. He leans in a little more, and hugs her, placing her hooves around him.
"Why don't I make a phone call, and then we go back to your room?"
"Oh. Uh... it's alright" He says, smiling awkwardly. He leans in a little more, and hugs her, placing her hooves around him.
"Why don't I make a phone call, and then we go back to your room?"
>>154934
Do you mean placing his hooves around her?
She sniffs and nods, leaning against his warm body for however briefly.
Do you mean placing his hooves around her?
She sniffs and nods, leaning against his warm body for however briefly.
>>154935
Uh... yes. That.
It's kind of odd, playing the male after so long playing females
He picks up the phone, inserts a few of his last coins, and lets the phone ring. He speaks into the phone, and in the short conversation, the gist is that he will in fact not be going home, but staying there.
He hangs up, and looks to Amber
Uh... yes. That.
It's kind of odd, playing the male after so long playing females
He picks up the phone, inserts a few of his last coins, and lets the phone ring. He speaks into the phone, and in the short conversation, the gist is that he will in fact not be going home, but staying there.
He hangs up, and looks to Amber
>>154937
In an earlier version of that imagined dialogue, Mustard would have been more explicit, and basically said he expected sex if she wasn't a virgin, but would not expect it if she was.
He hangs up the phone, extends his hoof, and asks her
"Want to go up?"
In an earlier version of that imagined dialogue, Mustard would have been more explicit, and basically said he expected sex if she wasn't a virgin, but would not expect it if she was.
He hangs up the phone, extends his hoof, and asks her
"Want to go up?"
>>154938
With a grin and a nod, she gets up and leads him back up the flight of stairs. Her tail is raised and swinging from side to side.
With a grin and a nod, she gets up and leads him back up the flight of stairs. Her tail is raised and swinging from side to side.
>>154939
Strangely enough, after that - after all of that - Amber has kept her preferred colt, and will be able to sleep within his legs tonight. Amber can actually say she ended the day ahead of where she began it. So... congratulations, Amber.
He opens the door, turns on the light, and lets her walk in
Strangely enough, after that - after all of that - Amber has kept her preferred colt, and will be able to sleep within his legs tonight. Amber can actually say she ended the day ahead of where she began it. So... congratulations, Amber.
He opens the door, turns on the light, and lets her walk in
>>154940
Mustard was always going to end up ahead because he managed to score, but it is indeed lucky for Amber.
She fills up her flask with tap water and thirstily gulps it down, before offering it to Mustard. "Here, you must be thirsty," she says, wearing a nervous smile and a blush on her face.
Mustard was always going to end up ahead because he managed to score, but it is indeed lucky for Amber.
She fills up her flask with tap water and thirstily gulps it down, before offering it to Mustard. "Here, you must be thirsty," she says, wearing a nervous smile and a blush on her face.
>>154941
The colt is indeed thirsty. He stares at the flask for a moment, evidently in natural revulsion to drinking a from a cup just used by another. It takes him two moments to realize his own actions have made that point moot, and he takes a drink. He finishes the flask.
The colt is indeed thirsty. He stares at the flask for a moment, evidently in natural revulsion to drinking a from a cup just used by another. It takes him two moments to realize his own actions have made that point moot, and he takes a drink. He finishes the flask.
>>154942
She fetches more water for him in case he wants more, and waits beside him with a big dorky smile and her blush intensifying.
She fetches more water for him in case he wants more, and waits beside him with a big dorky smile and her blush intensifying.
>>154947
He continues to smile awkwardly, but he tells her,
"Why don't you lay on your belly on the bed, but keep your rump and hindlegs hanging off of the edge of the bed... and raise your tail?"
He continues to smile awkwardly, but he tells her,
"Why don't you lay on your belly on the bed, but keep your rump and hindlegs hanging off of the edge of the bed... and raise your tail?"
>>154948
She looks awkwardly at him, but does as he says. She lays herself across the foot of the bed, looks at him sitting beside her, and flips her tail up across her flank. "O-okay…now what?"
She looks awkwardly at him, but does as he says. She lays herself across the foot of the bed, looks at him sitting beside her, and flips her tail up across her flank. "O-okay…now what?"
>>154949
No intimacy, just a feeling of the subject being uncomfortable but necessary. At least that's the vibe Mustard gives off. He stands up, and walks around
"Uh... I need to see your private areas."
He moves into position, lowers his head, and tries to see what he can.
No intimacy, just a feeling of the subject being uncomfortable but necessary. At least that's the vibe Mustard gives off. He stands up, and walks around
"Uh... I need to see your private areas."
He moves into position, lowers his head, and tries to see what he can.
>>154950
This is not a view he has seen in decent lighting before, owing to his marefriend's tail being long and straight, as well as her tendency to keep it straight down over her rear. Amber's plot has fur which shortens as it moves inwards, terminating in bare skin between her buttocks, the color of sienna and several shades darker than her coat. Below the dock of her tail, which is flipped up over her back, is her medium-sized (for an equine), circular anus, sticking out slightly from her rump's valley. Adjoined to that, just below, is her marehood.
Vulvas vary widely among mares, some say as much as their faces. Amber's is medium-sized but does not puff out so much as others, and there are fewer wrinkles along its length than is typical. It starts out narrow at her anus and bulges out gradually, forming an attractively-curved shape. The very bottom of it, below where Mustard might know her clitoris to be, has a few solitary scraggly hairs on otherwise bare skin. The lips of her genitals are pressed shut, a thin seam visible where they join.
Amber is looking back at him while he examines her, her face beet-red. If he's trying to give off the impression of being a gynecologist, it's not working because her hips are quivering.
This is not a view he has seen in decent lighting before, owing to his marefriend's tail being long and straight, as well as her tendency to keep it straight down over her rear. Amber's plot has fur which shortens as it moves inwards, terminating in bare skin between her buttocks, the color of sienna and several shades darker than her coat. Below the dock of her tail, which is flipped up over her back, is her medium-sized (for an equine), circular anus, sticking out slightly from her rump's valley. Adjoined to that, just below, is her marehood.
Vulvas vary widely among mares, some say as much as their faces. Amber's is medium-sized but does not puff out so much as others, and there are fewer wrinkles along its length than is typical. It starts out narrow at her anus and bulges out gradually, forming an attractively-curved shape. The very bottom of it, below where Mustard might know her clitoris to be, has a few solitary scraggly hairs on otherwise bare skin. The lips of her genitals are pressed shut, a thin seam visible where they join.
Amber is looking back at him while he examines her, her face beet-red. If he's trying to give off the impression of being a gynecologist, it's not working because her hips are quivering.
>>154951
The moment of truth:
Amber's hymen
Does he see it?
Does he confirm it isn't there?
Or does some mixture of him not knowing exactly what the hell he's looking for, and the fact that it varies widely across mares to begin with, mean that he is unable to return a "yes" or a "no"?
The moment of truth:
Amber's hymen
Does he see it?
Does he confirm it isn't there?
Or does some mixture of him not knowing exactly what the hell he's looking for, and the fact that it varies widely across mares to begin with, mean that he is unable to return a "yes" or a "no"?
>>154952
To see it he would have to spread apart her vulvar lips. As he touches her with his hooves Amber digs her hooves into the bed, evidently quite ticklish or sensitive. Her genitals are of a thicker, almost rubbery skin. When he spreads her lips they make a moist, slick sound, and he can feel her inner warmth radiate forth on his face. One thing he notices quickly is the small, pink nub of her clitoris, nestled below her urethra in her pink flesh. He may not have been so close to a mare's privates in person, and even if he saw photos they cannot do the real thing justice.
He needs to pull her labia further apart to get enough light to see down her bumpy tunnel, and as he does she crosses her legs and grunts in heady breaths. About two and a half inches down, he can't see any further because of a pinkish, almost translucent barrier.
To see it he would have to spread apart her vulvar lips. As he touches her with his hooves Amber digs her hooves into the bed, evidently quite ticklish or sensitive. Her genitals are of a thicker, almost rubbery skin. When he spreads her lips they make a moist, slick sound, and he can feel her inner warmth radiate forth on his face. One thing he notices quickly is the small, pink nub of her clitoris, nestled below her urethra in her pink flesh. He may not have been so close to a mare's privates in person, and even if he saw photos they cannot do the real thing justice.
He needs to pull her labia further apart to get enough light to see down her bumpy tunnel, and as he does she crosses her legs and grunts in heady breaths. About two and a half inches down, he can't see any further because of a pinkish, almost translucent barrier.
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>>154960
I can imagine Thursdays would be like that. They'd think you would slack off on a Friday, so they load you down the day before. Take it easy now
>>154961
critical fail
>>154962
A mix of both, though for practicality Amber's mane doesn't go in front of her right eye. The second picture in that set is her main reference picture, she doesn't have any intrinsic clothing items but the bow is just to look cute.
I can imagine Thursdays would be like that. They'd think you would slack off on a Friday, so they load you down the day before. Take it easy now
>>154961
critical fail
>>154962
A mix of both, though for practicality Amber's mane doesn't go in front of her right eye. The second picture in that set is her main reference picture, she doesn't have any intrinsic clothing items but the bow is just to look cute.
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>>154964
work hard, play hard
Amber shivers enough in his grasp that he has to reposition his hooves several times; she clearly isn't used to being touched there. However, he does manage to peel back her labia and expose her soft pink folds to the air, which glisten softly in the light. These fleshy ridges converge on a tunnel, at the entrance of which is a thin, light-pink ring of skin. Past this he can dimly see more ridged walls which lead deeper into her, into darkness. It's very unlike a pony's throat, and can't be said to be a "cave" since it is dynamic and living, her reproductive canal expanding and contracting arrhythmically. Below this, and below her urethra, he can also see her small, heart-shaped clitoris push in and out.
The mare he's inspecting looks back with a frown and a furious blush on her face. "Do you see anything?"
work hard, play hard
Amber shivers enough in his grasp that he has to reposition his hooves several times; she clearly isn't used to being touched there. However, he does manage to peel back her labia and expose her soft pink folds to the air, which glisten softly in the light. These fleshy ridges converge on a tunnel, at the entrance of which is a thin, light-pink ring of skin. Past this he can dimly see more ridged walls which lead deeper into her, into darkness. It's very unlike a pony's throat, and can't be said to be a "cave" since it is dynamic and living, her reproductive canal expanding and contracting arrhythmically. Below this, and below her urethra, he can also see her small, heart-shaped clitoris push in and out.
The mare he's inspecting looks back with a frown and a furious blush on her face. "Do you see anything?"
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>>154965
>those images
Oh my...
Mustard Trim holds it like this for a number of seconds
"Uh..."
>>154965
>those images
Oh my...
Mustard Trim holds it like this for a number of seconds
"Uh..."
>>154968
"I ain't...I usually start feeling it in late March, sometimes April." She shuts her eyes and pushes her forehead against the bed cover.
"I ain't...I usually start feeling it in late March, sometimes April." She shuts her eyes and pushes her forehead against the bed cover.
>>154972
She pulls herself off the bed, her tail quickly flipping back down between her legs. She glances at Mustard only briefly before looking off to the side and asking, "Could you, um, please hop on the bed?"
She pulls herself off the bed, her tail quickly flipping back down between her legs. She glances at Mustard only briefly before looking off to the side and asking, "Could you, um, please hop on the bed?"
>>154973
He complies, moving away from Amber, and walking over to the bed. With hesitation, he sits on the bed, scoots over, and lays on his back. It's clear that he is experiencing the same discomfort Amber was.
He complies, moving away from Amber, and walking over to the bed. With hesitation, he sits on the bed, scoots over, and lays on his back. It's clear that he is experiencing the same discomfort Amber was.
>>154974
Amber smiles reassuringly at him, though she is probably more nervous than he is. She slowly looks down the length of his body, head to tail.
Amber smiles reassuringly at him, though she is probably more nervous than he is. She slowly looks down the length of his body, head to tail.
>>154975
His mouth and lips are closed. His neck fur is a bit ruffled.
Unlike Amber, he does have a chest that protrudes higher than the belly, although gravity helps in this angle. It gives him an overall skinny appearance. His ribs are barely visible, and his belly looks kind of soft. His hind legs and flank are very far from muscular, but at least there is something there.
The most noticeable aspect of the colt is his large, erect penis that stretches upwards at almost a 45 degree angle, and bends slightlt towards the end. It is a dark grey color, essentially black, with a few lighter, pink spots. There is a large ring near the middle. The thing looks utterly massive. While Amber has absolutely no perspective as to whether his is larger, smaller, or average, it's hard to imagine that thing fitting inside of her without something being rearranged. Amber has probably seen his sheath earlier in the day while swimming, and may have seen the end of it sticking up over his thigh in the dim moonlight, but this is her first time to actually see it. Unlike Amber, who simply needs to keep her tail down to hide her genitals, the colt has absolutely no way of hiding that if an erection occurs in public. A little lower on his body, amber can see the hairy grey sphere of one of his testicles, although these are largely hidden by his thighs, which at least have some muscle on them. His woodwork cutiemark is also clearly visible.
His tail is cut short, and the edge of a black anus is visible.
His mouth and lips are closed. His neck fur is a bit ruffled.
Unlike Amber, he does have a chest that protrudes higher than the belly, although gravity helps in this angle. It gives him an overall skinny appearance. His ribs are barely visible, and his belly looks kind of soft. His hind legs and flank are very far from muscular, but at least there is something there.
The most noticeable aspect of the colt is his large, erect penis that stretches upwards at almost a 45 degree angle, and bends slightlt towards the end. It is a dark grey color, essentially black, with a few lighter, pink spots. There is a large ring near the middle. The thing looks utterly massive. While Amber has absolutely no perspective as to whether his is larger, smaller, or average, it's hard to imagine that thing fitting inside of her without something being rearranged. Amber has probably seen his sheath earlier in the day while swimming, and may have seen the end of it sticking up over his thigh in the dim moonlight, but this is her first time to actually see it. Unlike Amber, who simply needs to keep her tail down to hide her genitals, the colt has absolutely no way of hiding that if an erection occurs in public. A little lower on his body, amber can see the hairy grey sphere of one of his testicles, although these are largely hidden by his thighs, which at least have some muscle on them. His woodwork cutiemark is also clearly visible.
His tail is cut short, and the edge of a black anus is visible.
>>154976
I always imagined him as being smallish-to-average in terms of endowment, think of the tag "reasonably sized genitals." But you do you.
She takes some deep breaths, in and out, finally seeing what had poked and prodded her earlier, and what gave her belly a 'love stain.' Her tail swishes back and forth, and she can't help but instinctively feel her nethers twitch at the sight.
Whether or not he is relatively "large," equines are naturally well-endowed, and a pony who has never stuck anything up her cooter would think of it as a scary prospect. Its size and shape are utterly bizarre, even alien, to inexperienced members of the fairer sex. Amber keeps staring at it as she asks,
"This...ain't a changeling ovipositor, so...what is it? And how do you manage to hide it?"
I always imagined him as being smallish-to-average in terms of endowment, think of the tag "reasonably sized genitals." But you do you.
She takes some deep breaths, in and out, finally seeing what had poked and prodded her earlier, and what gave her belly a 'love stain.' Her tail swishes back and forth, and she can't help but instinctively feel her nethers twitch at the sight.
Whether or not he is relatively "large," equines are naturally well-endowed, and a pony who has never stuck anything up her cooter would think of it as a scary prospect. Its size and shape are utterly bizarre, even alien, to inexperienced members of the fairer sex. Amber keeps staring at it as she asks,
"This...ain't a changeling ovipositor, so...what is it? And how do you manage to hide it?"
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>>154977
Amber is a virgin, so he is going to look much bigger than he actually is.
“…. No. It retracts into me.” Pause
“Like you’ve never seen one before” sarcastically
Amber is a virgin, so he is going to look much bigger than he actually is.
“…. No. It retracts into me.” Pause
“Like you’ve never seen one before” sarcastically
>>154979
Aw, nice recolor. Though my visual guide isn't 100% accurate because of program limitations. Her snoot isn't itself white, but she has a narrow white stripe down the middle which ends just short of her muzzle
"N-no, I haven't, not...all that. All that..." she gestures to his penis, "fits into that," she says, waving her hoof over his much shorter sheath. After another uncomfortable pause, "Can I...may I...touch it?" the virgin asks, immediately folding her ears down and looking away abashedly.
Aw, nice recolor. Though my visual guide isn't 100% accurate because of program limitations. Her snoot isn't itself white, but she has a narrow white stripe down the middle which ends just short of her muzzle
"N-no, I haven't, not...all that. All that..." she gestures to his penis, "fits into that," she says, waving her hoof over his much shorter sheath. After another uncomfortable pause, "Can I...may I...touch it?" the virgin asks, immediately folding her ears down and looking away abashedly.
>>154978
"Well, in Northeast, it is much colder than it is here. In winter it is snow and ice for much of season. Ground is marshy in many places that makes it good for growing crops. There are no leafy trees like here. All of trees are conifers with thin needles, and drop pine cone seeds. Animals are more wild and predators vicious than in other places, and wolves are common in wooded areas. In deep forests, where evil magic of windigoes still holds power, they say you can find wolves who are imbuned with winter magic. Winter Wolves."
"Well, in Northeast, it is much colder than it is here. In winter it is snow and ice for much of season. Ground is marshy in many places that makes it good for growing crops. There are no leafy trees like here. All of trees are conifers with thin needles, and drop pine cone seeds. Animals are more wild and predators vicious than in other places, and wolves are common in wooded areas. In deep forests, where evil magic of windigoes still holds power, they say you can find wolves who are imbuned with winter magic. Winter Wolves."
>>154981
Her eyes return to staring at his most private and precious region. Wordlessly, but with heavy breaths, she sets her right hoof on his plot, specifically his perineum, the wall of her hoof very gently poking his scrotum. Meanwhile, her left hoof gets a feel of the texture of his sheath, as if marveling at its ability to hide something so big, so well. On both areas Mustard can feel the gentle groping of her frogs against his skin, though with his sheath she gives a small tug to see if there is a gap between it and his more sensitive organ.
She can't help but feel her labia pull themselves apart from each other more strongly. A small amount of moisture accumulates on their lips as an enticing scent is released into the air.
>>154982
Hello Silver, nice to see you again! Let's have our characters adventure together sometime. But not have sex together, Amber is currently taken.
Her eyes return to staring at his most private and precious region. Wordlessly, but with heavy breaths, she sets her right hoof on his plot, specifically his perineum, the wall of her hoof very gently poking his scrotum. Meanwhile, her left hoof gets a feel of the texture of his sheath, as if marveling at its ability to hide something so big, so well. On both areas Mustard can feel the gentle groping of her frogs against his skin, though with his sheath she gives a small tug to see if there is a gap between it and his more sensitive organ.
She can't help but feel her labia pull themselves apart from each other more strongly. A small amount of moisture accumulates on their lips as an enticing scent is released into the air.
>>154982
Hello Silver, nice to see you again! Let's have our characters adventure together sometime. But not have sex together, Amber is currently taken.
>>154986
“Eeep!”
She can see a twitching on his penis, as it gets even straighter and firmer. There seems to be a very small gap, like it is skin overtop.
>Amber is taken
I doubt either of them care
“Eeep!”
She can see a twitching on his penis, as it gets even straighter and firmer. There seems to be a very small gap, like it is skin overtop.
>Amber is taken
I doubt either of them care
>>154985
"As I said, they are wolves imbued with cold magic. Their bite is as cold as arctic winter, and even their breath can freeze you solid. I have even heard they can talk like us ponies do."
>>154986
I agree, we should adventure sometime. But don't be so certain about no sex, you never know what tomorrow will bring ;)
"As I said, they are wolves imbued with cold magic. Their bite is as cold as arctic winter, and even their breath can freeze you solid. I have even heard they can talk like us ponies do."
>>154986
I agree, we should adventure sometime. But don't be so certain about no sex, you never know what tomorrow will bring ;)
>>154989
“Wow” he says
“I think I’ve read of those in stories… I think.”
He turns abs looks over towards Mala
“What can this one do?”
“Wow” he says
“I think I’ve read of those in stories… I think.”
He turns abs looks over towards Mala
“What can this one do?”
>>154988
Amber intently watches this...thing...twitch. It's still hardly believable it belongs to a pony, what with its odd coloration, shape, and hairlessness. Her left hoof gingerly moves from his sheath to the more sensitive organ itself. Mustard can feel her frog move up its underside to his medial ring, where it stops. "Do...do all colts have this?" she asks.
Amber intently watches this...thing...twitch. It's still hardly believable it belongs to a pony, what with its odd coloration, shape, and hairlessness. Her left hoof gingerly moves from his sheath to the more sensitive organ itself. Mustard can feel her frog move up its underside to his medial ring, where it stops. "Do...do all colts have this?" she asks.
>>154993
"I value his friendship far more than I value ice breath or cold bite."
He smiles at the both of them.
"I value both of your friendships more."
"I value his friendship far more than I value ice breath or cold bite."
He smiles at the both of them.
"I value both of your friendships more."
>>154993
"Huh...colts are weird...no offense to you," she replies. Her left hoof moves higher up his firmness which she can see change before her eyes, feeling his pink mottles as if they might have a different texture to them. Her right moves higher to his testes, softly pushing them aside as her frog grasps and pulls at the skin of his hairy pouch "Y'all are good at hiding it, though you have a lot of dangly bits." She forces a an awkward chuckle in an attempt to be lighthearted, her face beet-red and still transfixed on his shaft and family jewels.
>>154989
Oh dear. But who knows, Silver has had more unlikely pairings, and Amber isn't as innocent as she was yesterday. Though if it's any consolation, if her first time was with Silver she would have called him a changeling too.
"Huh...colts are weird...no offense to you," she replies. Her left hoof moves higher up his firmness which she can see change before her eyes, feeling his pink mottles as if they might have a different texture to them. Her right moves higher to his testes, softly pushing them aside as her frog grasps and pulls at the skin of his hairy pouch "Y'all are good at hiding it, though you have a lot of dangly bits." She forces a an awkward chuckle in an attempt to be lighthearted, her face beet-red and still transfixed on his shaft and family jewels.
>>154989
Oh dear. But who knows, Silver has had more unlikely pairings, and Amber isn't as innocent as she was yesterday. Though if it's any consolation, if her first time was with Silver she would have called him a changeling too.
>>154995
Amber should know this at least: Silver would have the expertise to treat her right and make her feel good aaaaallllllllllll over.
Amber should know this at least: Silver would have the expertise to treat her right and make her feel good aaaaallllllllllll over.
>>154997
Silver motions with his head for White Orchid to further examine and interact with the hyena.
Silver motions with his head for White Orchid to further examine and interact with the hyena.
>>154997
This is banger music btw: https://youtu.be/OwlIKImxvuo
Mustard Trim isn't the only pony twitching, as she is definitely wet back there now in a way she hasn't felt since they were on that hill. She nickers softly as her hoof skirts the flare of his very sensitive tip, her eyes marveling at its details. "So...hhh...how do I check if you're a virgin?" she asks. Her other hoof gets a feel of the now wrinkly texture of his sack as it pulls inward; though her pressure isn't enough to be painful, it's slightly uncomfortable.
>>154996
What Amber wouldn't give for a full spa treatment and some support for her family. Probably her purity, but every mare has her price.
This is banger music btw: https://youtu.be/OwlIKImxvuo
Mustard Trim isn't the only pony twitching, as she is definitely wet back there now in a way she hasn't felt since they were on that hill. She nickers softly as her hoof skirts the flare of his very sensitive tip, her eyes marveling at its details. "So...hhh...how do I check if you're a virgin?" she asks. Her other hoof gets a feel of the now wrinkly texture of his sack as it pulls inward; though her pressure isn't enough to be painful, it's slightly uncomfortable.
>>154996
What Amber wouldn't give for a full spa treatment and some support for her family. Probably her purity, but every mare has her price.