/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
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>>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 Trim that her son has been replaced by a changeling.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 Trim that her son has been replaced by a changeling.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.
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