/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>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.

>>154853
Go out to find him, contemplate your emotions, or go to sleep in the hopes that can numb the pain. These are you options unless I’m missing something, little filly.

>>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.

>>154855
Roll wisdom

>>154858
She actually finds him, easily. Downstairs, by the phone

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>154862
He speaks to her:

“Why?”

>>154864
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?”

>>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."

>>154867
He blinks

“What?”

>>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.

>>154869
So cute

He blinks

“What? You really thought I was a Changeling?!”

>>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.

>>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

>>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."

>>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.”

>>154874
"Skin? Stallion?" she asks confusedly, as she wipes away her tears. "I don't understand…."

>>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.”

>>154876
She looks at him like he just spoke Minotaurian. "Can you show me?" she asks uncertainly.

>>154877
“Uh…. Maybe?” He answers

>>154878
The young mare is still shivering and sniffling. "Have you talked to your ma?" she asks awkwardly.

>>154879
“No…” he says

“My sister answered the phone.”

>>154880
"I guess that's good...." she sniffles, wiping her eyes. She doesn't press him on what they said to each other.

>>154881
“What do you want?” He asks her

>>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...."

>>154869
Did you make these?

>>154883
He pulls his head, turns it to her, and looks her in the eyes

“Is that all you want?”

>>154886
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.

>>154889
You could just post it in another thread.

>>154887
"Then what?" He asks

>>154892
"You belittle me. Make me feel like less of a pony" He says to her

>>154894
"Do you want to be told you are smelly, or that you 'wet the bed' like a yearling?"

>>154895
She looks off to the side, ashamed. "N-no, I don't...I'm sorry..."

>>154896
"The changeling thing, I guess I can understand..."
He looks off to the side

"I don't know..."

>>154898
He extends a hoof, and starts petting her.

“Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

>>154899
She 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?"

>>154901
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."

>>154904
"She is. Do you want me to be your somepony, today and here on?"

>>154905
She 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."

>>154907
"I agree, I want to make it up to you and your family," she says earnestly.

>>154892
>She's not a good character
You say that, but I don't think so.

>>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."

>>154910
"I promise. No teasing," she says, smiling at him.

>>154768
>>154766
These are cute too.

>>154911
"It isn't teasing to me.... It's very hurtful..."

>>154913
Her ears fold down. "I really didn't know...I'm sorry."

>>154912
Thank you! Here are some more

>>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.

>>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."

>>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."

>>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

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>154922
"Y-yes" He says

>>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."

>>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

>>154925
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

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>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

>>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?"

>>154934
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

>>154936
Lol, 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.

>>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?"

>>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.

>>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

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>154943
He takes another drink, and looks over to her dopily

"hehe"

He moves to sit down on the bed

>>154944
She paws the ground nervously. "You wanted to check…."

>>154945
"Yes...." He makes a smile that shows most of his teeth, and he looks away

>>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?"

>>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?"

>>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.

>>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.

>>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"?

>>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.

Work was actually very intense today

>>154957
>>154958
No boop the pony

>>154960
I will boop the mare if I damn well please
>>154958
What 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?

>>154962
Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! No boop the snootendoodle!

>>154961
[1d2 = 2]

>>154963
Off until Tuesday

>>154953
With his hooves, he carefully parts Amber's lips, and looks more closely

>>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?"

[1d2 = 2]

>>154965
>those images
Oh my...

Mustard Trim holds it like this for a number of seconds
"Uh..."

>>154966
She stares anxiously at him. "It feels so strange...."

>>154967
Still 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

>>154970
"W-wait...can I...can I 'check' you now?" she stammers.

>>154971
"Uh..... Yes?" He answers

>>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?"

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>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?"

>>154258
"Wow! That's really neat. What is it like in other places? He asks

>>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

>>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.

>>154980
[1d2 = 1]

“Yes….” He says

“And yes”

>>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."

>>154982
He opens his mouth with a gasp.

“What? Winter Wolves?!”

>>154983
Silver nods.

"Winter Wolves."

>>154984
“What are those?” He asks

>>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.

>>154979
Cute horse.

>>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."

>>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?”

>>154990
He throws a foreleg over Mala's shoulder.

"He is fierce warrior, and even fiercer friend."

>>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.

>>154991
Mala 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.

>>154992
He 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.

>>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
He twitches, and the skin on the testes pulls in, moving them.

He is silent

>>154994
Mala speaks:

"Thank you"

White Orchid looks over at Mala, and examines him, evidently unsure of what to think

>>154997
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.

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