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>>154898He extends a hoof, and starts petting her.
“Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
>>154899She sighs in response to his touch.
"Yes! More than anything. I'm just a bad marefriend...." >>154900"If I... if I hadn't turned on the lights, would you have let me penetrate you?"
>>154901Amber'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."
>>154904"She is. Do you want me to be your somepony, today and here on?"
>>154905She smiles at him, sniffling.
"My very special somepony." >>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."
>>154892>She's not a good characterYou say that, but I don't think so.
>>154908He 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."
>>154910"I promise. No teasing," she says, smiling at him.
>>154911"It isn't teasing to me.... It's very hurtful..."
>>154914Lovely 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.
>>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."
>>154917I have yet moreAmber looks curiously at him.
"Why do you seem so intent on knowing, and how are you going to find out? I think I am." >>154918Okay, I'm intrigued.She's so cuteHe 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
>>154920He 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.
>>154921They 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.
>>154923She 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." >>154924He 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
>>154925She sniffles, returning his smile, but something yet gives her pause.
"What if I turned out to not be a virgin? What then?" >>154926Th 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
>>154927Her 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.
>>154928Mustard 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.
>>154929kekAmber glares at the interloper the whole time, giving him the stink eye. They must have heard
everything.
"I ain't rough…" she mutters.
>>154917Maybe 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.
>>154930Though 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?"
>>154931Nice! 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.
>>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?"
>>154934Do you mean placing his hooves around her?She sniffs and nods, leaning against his warm body for however briefly.
>>154935Uh... yes. That.It's kind of odd, playing the male after so long playing femalesHe 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
>>154936Lol, gotta change things up. Also, just realized that >>154927 essentially means "I'd hit that, but not put a ring on it"When he looks back, Amber is sitting on her haunches, looking ardently out towards him. She can hardly believe that this is happening.
>>154937In 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?"
>>154938With 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.
>>154939Strangely 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
>>154940Mustard 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.
>>154941The 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.
>>154942She fetches more water for him in case he wants more, and waits beside him with a big dorky smile and her blush intensifying.
>>154943He takes another drink, and looks over to her dopily
"hehe"
He moves to sit down on the bed
>>154944She paws the ground nervously.
"You wanted to check…." >>154945"Yes...." He makes a smile that shows most of his teeth, and he looks away
>>154947He 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?"
>>154948She 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?" >>154949No 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.
>>154950This 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.
>>154951The 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"?
>>154952To 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.
boops Amber because I was specifically told not to
>>154960I will boop the mare if I damn well please
>>154958What does Amber's mane look like from the front. Is it a sidesweep style (Fluttershy for example) or is it more swept from infront of the face (Fleur de Lis)
Also is the bow integral or just for the one pic?
>>154962Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! No boop the snootendoodle!
>>154961[1d2 = 2]>>154963Off until Tuesday>>154953With his hooves, he carefully parts Amber's lips, and looks more closely
>>154964work hard, play hardAmber 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?" [1d2 = 2]>>154965>those imagesOh my...
Mustard Trim holds it like this for a number of seconds
"Uh..."
>>154966She stares anxiously at him.
"It feels so strange...." >>154967Still staring, he asks her,
"So... you say you are
not in heat?"
>>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.
>>154969"I want to take you now" He says
>>154971"Uh..... Yes?" He answers
>>154972She 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?" >>154973He 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.
>>154974Amber 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.
>>154975His 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.
>>154976I 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?" >>154258"Wow! That's really neat. What is it like in other places? He asks
>>154977Amber 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
>>154979Aw, 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."
>>154982He opens his mouth with a gasp.
“What? Winter Wolves?!”
>>154984“What are those?” He asks
>>154981Her 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.
>>154982Hello 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 >>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."
>>154986I 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?”
>>154990He throws a foreleg over Mala's shoulder.
"He is fierce warrior, and even fiercer friend."
>>154988Amber 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.
>>154991Mala himself is perfectly capable of answering the question, but some part of his expression makes it clear he does not want to.
He smiles, however, at Silver’s words.
>>154992He is barely able to crack a smile.
It becomes more firm with each touch
“I haven’t seen that many naked” he says
>>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."
>>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.
>>154989Oh 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. >>154995He twitches, and the skin on the testes pulls in, moving them.
He is silent
>>154994Mala speaks:
"Thank you"
White Orchid looks over at Mala, and examines him, evidently unsure of what to think
>>154997Silver motions with his head for White Orchid to further examine and interact with the hyena.
>>154997This is banger music btw: https://youtu.be/OwlIKImxvuoMustard 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.
>>154996What Amber wouldn't give for a full spa treatment and some support for her family. Probably her purity, but every mare has her price.