/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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>>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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