Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where Chrysalis chose a different approach to her second attack on Equestria. The Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princesses notion of harmony with all creatures thank to their dealing with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestruan Southlands, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and even ancient necormancers and dark gods threaten the city and the surrounding regions. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics.
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Oh hey, new bread.
>>83000
Reluctantly, Silver stands up to the tone of joints popping in an out of place, and makes his way outside to use nature's clock: the sun.
>>83000
Reluctantly, Silver stands up to the tone of joints popping in an out of place, and makes his way outside to use nature's clock: the sun.
>>82998 →
Do the photos of the ponies include Cutie Marks? If they did, that would make them a lot easier to identify.
Do the photos of the ponies include Cutie Marks? If they did, that would make them a lot easier to identify.
>>83004
“I don’t believe so. The party doesn’t really want a non-Equestrian leading the local government”
“I don’t believe so. The party doesn’t really want a non-Equestrian leading the local government”
>>83005
Alright, those two will be easy enough to find.
So long as the others not poorly-designed background ponies, Sister Ash should hopefully be able to recognize the blank-flanks by their pastel color schemes.
Sister Ash spends the rest of the day helping around the orphanage. Caleb just rolls around in the yard near the forest, licking his own balls or whatever else dogs do when they're alone.
In the evening, before she leaves again, she makes sure to make some time to see Abby Willows again, like she said she would.
Alright, those two will be easy enough to find.
So long as the others not poorly-designed background ponies, Sister Ash should hopefully be able to recognize the blank-flanks by their pastel color schemes.
Sister Ash spends the rest of the day helping around the orphanage. Caleb just rolls around in the yard near the forest, licking his own balls or whatever else dogs do when they're alone.
In the evening, before she leaves again, she makes sure to make some time to see Abby Willows again, like she said she would.
>>83010
Idk, I thought we were either supposed to meet at the tavern in the evening or the next morning, but I think it was the next morning now that I think about it..
Idk, I thought we were either supposed to meet at the tavern in the evening or the next morning, but I think it was the next morning now that I think about it..
>>83013
We didn't really make for a set time, I don't think. Tomorrow morning might have been mentioned.
We didn't really make for a set time, I don't think. Tomorrow morning might have been mentioned.
>>83015
Fuck it. Let's say they agreed to meet tomorrow then. It's the most convenient course of action.
Fuck it. Let's say they agreed to meet tomorrow then. It's the most convenient course of action.
>>83016
I just hope Blue has some leads as to when this politician will be out of his house tomorrow. All I know is that he'll be absent from his home at 7 pm today.
I just hope Blue has some leads as to when this politician will be out of his house tomorrow. All I know is that he'll be absent from his home at 7 pm today.
>>83022
I would like for Sister Ash to talk to Abby before she leaves, since she said she'd visit her in the evening.
She should be just about finished with her second stack, if she kept her rate relatively constant. Sister Ash could be the one to bring her dinner.
I would like for Sister Ash to talk to Abby before she leaves, since she said she'd visit her in the evening.
She should be just about finished with her second stack, if she kept her rate relatively constant. Sister Ash could be the one to bring her dinner.
>>83022
nice.
Dark Star looks over at a clock
"its almost 7, i think im gonna go check out the politicianwhos name i totally didnt forget."
nice.
Dark Star looks over at a clock
"its almost 7, i think im gonna go check out the politicianwhos name i totally didnt forget."
>>83031
Sister Ash enters the room slowly, levitating the tray as she comes
"~Good evening." She says, in an annoyingly cheery tone as she enters the room
Sister Ash enters the room slowly, levitating the tray as she comes
"~Good evening." She says, in an annoyingly cheery tone as she enters the room
>>83035
Sister Ash sets the tray down on the desk.
"I came to check on you. I'm sure you're hungry, aren't you?" She says
Sister Ash sets the tray down on the desk.
"I came to check on you. I'm sure you're hungry, aren't you?" She says
>>83039
Assuming Sister Ash made the excuse to see her on the premise of bringing her dinner once she was finished, yes.
Assuming Sister Ash made the excuse to see her on the premise of bringing her dinner once she was finished, yes.
>>83044
"It is good to see you again Star. Have you and Skies found out more about this...Comte, I believe his name was?"
"It is good to see you again Star. Have you and Skies found out more about this...Comte, I believe his name was?"
>>83048
Okay, what exactly is he doing to her hair? Is he playing with it, or is he forming it into a new hair style?
Okay, what exactly is he doing to her hair? Is he playing with it, or is he forming it into a new hair style?
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>>83048
A note: her hair is cut very simply and much shorter than would be expected for a filly of her age
A note: her hair is cut very simply and much shorter than would be expected for a filly of her age
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>>83056
This makes Silver a little confused, and concerned. "...Yes...though I thought it was just stress of our situation. Why, have you?"
This makes Silver a little confused, and concerned. "...Yes...though I thought it was just stress of our situation. Why, have you?"
>>83055
Sister Ash lets the filly some room to eat in peace while she examines one of the papers from the stack.
What exactly was she made to write over and over?
Sister Ash lets the filly some room to eat in peace while she examines one of the papers from the stack.
What exactly was she made to write over and over?
>>83058
Something to the effect of “In Celestia alone we trust and have faith, eschewing all others.....” like a chalk board punishment to say “I will not make sacrifices to gods of Evil”
Something to the effect of “In Celestia alone we trust and have faith, eschewing all others.....” like a chalk board punishment to say “I will not make sacrifices to gods of Evil”
>>83060
"It is funny. We forget service Luna performed for Her ponies, until we no longer can count on her aid..." Silver looks from side to side, before leaning in towards Dark Star and whispering. "...These dreams. Did any involve changelings?"
"It is funny. We forget service Luna performed for Her ponies, until we no longer can count on her aid..." Silver looks from side to side, before leaning in towards Dark Star and whispering. "...These dreams. Did any involve changelings?"
>>83064
Sister Ash puts down the paper and looks back at her, making eye contact.
>>83065
You're at the orphanage.
Sister Ash would have helped him out of his armor.
I had assumed that he would be resting, eating, oiling his armor or whatever else in the room the nuns gave him as he prepared for the meeting.
Sister Ash puts down the paper and looks back at her, making eye contact.
>>83065
You're at the orphanage.
Sister Ash would have helped him out of his armor.
I had assumed that he would be resting, eating, oiling his armor or whatever else in the room the nuns gave him as he prepared for the meeting.
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>>83067
>>83068
Oh. Phew.
Iron feels lighter than usual, seems Ash took off his armor again. Strange. How long were they in here? He shrugs, Ash will surely pick him up when she's ready. He decides to nap a bit before the meeting. Of course Iron's going the wet dream route again, but with Ash and maybe that dream changeling if he can manage, maybe both at the same time.
>>83067
>>83068
Oh. Phew.
Iron feels lighter than usual, seems Ash took off his armor again. Strange. How long were they in here? He shrugs, Ash will surely pick him up when she's ready. He decides to nap a bit before the meeting. Of course Iron's going the wet dream route again, but with Ash and maybe that dream changeling if he can manage, maybe both at the same time.
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>>83066
"Well it started out with me looking Down in to 2 Cribs and there were 2 Foals there. then i picked them up and started playing with them. then i hear from behind me a female voice, then i turn around to see who it is and theres a female Changling with blonde hair staring at me and she said to me that shes come to take my foals and replace them with hatchlings. so i did what anyone would do in that situation and i shot her, then a politician from when i was a foal walked in and disarmed me. and then i pulled out my 3rd pistol and shot the changling again. then she did what i could only describe as a kiss, it made me feel very cold."
"Well it started out with me looking Down in to 2 Cribs and there were 2 Foals there. then i picked them up and started playing with them. then i hear from behind me a female voice, then i turn around to see who it is and theres a female Changling with blonde hair staring at me and she said to me that shes come to take my foals and replace them with hatchlings. so i did what anyone would do in that situation and i shot her, then a politician from when i was a foal walked in and disarmed me. and then i pulled out my 3rd pistol and shot the changling again. then she did what i could only describe as a kiss, it made me feel very cold."
>>83074
"Hmm...it is not same as dream I had. I had no direct contact with changelings. It was replaying moments from my life, like I was watching...I think they call them 'movies'. What was odd was that there were changelings in each moment. Always in background, where I could see them. I am certain they were not there when memory took place, but..."
"Hmm...it is not same as dream I had. I had no direct contact with changelings. It was replaying moments from my life, like I was watching...I think they call them 'movies'. What was odd was that there were changelings in each moment. Always in background, where I could see them. I am certain they were not there when memory took place, but..."
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>>83078
No. They were not hiding in the back ground like ghosts in certain horror movies. The only images with changelings were memories of the Western Front
No. They were not hiding in the back ground like ghosts in certain horror movies. The only images with changelings were memories of the Western Front
>>83068
"Your mane a very nice color to it." She replies, nonchalantly untying her bun to unleash her glorious, flowing lion's mane
"I prefer to grow mine out though: It's a bit of a tradition where I come from. I manage to get around with it by keeping it beneath by shawl." She says
"Are shorter manes in style for fillies your age?" She asks
>>83081
Oh fuck. Have mercy.
"Your mane a very nice color to it." She replies, nonchalantly untying her bun to unleash her glorious, flowing lion's mane
"I prefer to grow mine out though: It's a bit of a tradition where I come from. I manage to get around with it by keeping it beneath by shawl." She says
"Are shorter manes in style for fillies your age?" She asks
>>83081
Oh fuck. Have mercy.
>>83081
Iron inspects the three mares' appearances as he approaches to them, all pumped up for some sexy times. He walks slowly and as seductively as a big Earth Pony with little to no charisma can manage.
Iron inspects the three mares' appearances as he approaches to them, all pumped up for some sexy times. He walks slowly and as seductively as a big Earth Pony with little to no charisma can manage.
>>83083
She looks at Ash with some offense.
“They are for those of us who have been taken prisoner. Our captors cut our manes short to try to handle the lice. That was just about the only care we got from them on the sanitary front”
>>83085
“Hehe. Hey there, what is a big strong stallion such as yourself doing around here?”
She looks at Ash with some offense.
“They are for those of us who have been taken prisoner. Our captors cut our manes short to try to handle the lice. That was just about the only care we got from them on the sanitary front”
>>83085
“Hehe. Hey there, what is a big strong stallion such as yourself doing around here?”
>>83087
Iron does a somewhat dopey smile, not hiding his interest in the prospect of fucking. "Oh, I just like the view you mares put up. You are quite exquisite to the eye, you know?"
Iron does a somewhat dopey smile, not hiding his interest in the prospect of fucking. "Oh, I just like the view you mares put up. You are quite exquisite to the eye, you know?"
>>83088
Dark Star puts his hoof on silvers shoulder
"it'll be alright. the black hooves will defeat the changlings."
Dark Star puts his hoof on silvers shoulder
"it'll be alright. the black hooves will defeat the changlings."
>>83091
“Changelings have been on the mind, as well as facing those monsters in the quarry... I would be more surprised if you didn’t have dreams like this.”
“Changelings have been on the mind, as well as facing those monsters in the quarry... I would be more surprised if you didn’t have dreams like this.”
>>83087
Sister Ash's casual expression changes quickly to one of endearing sympathy
"That's simply awful." She says sympathetically
"Even though your mane was so pretty.." She says trailing off, seeing as she's touched on a sensitive topic
Sister Ash's casual expression changes quickly to one of endearing sympathy
"That's simply awful." She says sympathetically
"Even though your mane was so pretty.." She says trailing off, seeing as she's touched on a sensitive topic
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>>83090
They giggle together in an almost synchronized manner. The leader stays in front of him looking at him seductively, while the other two stare at his body, and walk to either side of him
They giggle together in an almost synchronized manner. The leader stays in front of him looking at him seductively, while the other two stare at his body, and walk to either side of him
>>83095
How long was this filly kidnapped? I thought it was only two weeks, but it seems like longer based on all she's said.
*Hugs poner*
How long was this filly kidnapped? I thought it was only two weeks, but it seems like longer based on all she's said.
*Hugs poner*
>>83096
Iron notices he's being surrounded but isn't not uncomfortable for now. "You can watch my body all you want. Maybe I could show you what it can do, if you mares want to." He lightly nuzzles the leader mare with slow deliberate motions to her side of her neck where judging from the image the leader is the red pony her ponytail is.
Iron notices he's being surrounded but isn't not uncomfortable for now. "You can watch my body all you want. Maybe I could show you what it can do, if you mares want to." He lightly nuzzles the leader mare with slow deliberate motions to her side of her neck where judging from the image the leader is the red pony her ponytail is.
>>83103
"Well, since you asked so nicely, I will oblige." Iron chuckles softly and goes for a kiss on the leader mare on the front.
"Well, since you asked so nicely, I will oblige." Iron chuckles softly and goes for a kiss on the leader mare on the front.
>>83106
He gently puts a foreleg around her neck, deepening the kiss and exploring her mouth looking for those sweet spots mares loved, like he always does. He tries to watch what the other two mares are doing. He doesn't want them to feel left out after all.
He gently puts a foreleg around her neck, deepening the kiss and exploring her mouth looking for those sweet spots mares loved, like he always does. He tries to watch what the other two mares are doing. He doesn't want them to feel left out after all.
>>83100
"It could be, if changelings are indeed preparing for invasion, that they have done research into how to dream walk, like Luna does. If that is case, it could be they are trying to psychologically break will of ponykind to fight. But that is all hypothesis, nothing that we could yet prove, at least without enough similar stories from other ponies."
Silver leans back in his chair. "Nothing we can do about it in either case. Now, Blue: I remember you saying you were looking to hear more about me and my wife and children. I believe we have some time before Ash arrives, if you still wish to hear."
"It could be, if changelings are indeed preparing for invasion, that they have done research into how to dream walk, like Luna does. If that is case, it could be they are trying to psychologically break will of ponykind to fight. But that is all hypothesis, nothing that we could yet prove, at least without enough similar stories from other ponies."
Silver leans back in his chair. "Nothing we can do about it in either case. Now, Blue: I remember you saying you were looking to hear more about me and my wife and children. I believe we have some time before Ash arrives, if you still wish to hear."
>>83108
She giggles, though her mouth is now filled with Iron's tongue. It's like her spit almost has a sweet taste to it. Her mouth is warm and she wraps her tongue around his
The other two seem jealous of the attention, but go for Iron's strong muscles in his hind legs, and his strong barrel, rubbing them
>>83107
Yes, she does start crying
>>83109
"I don't think Dark Star's dream was the product of Changelings. It's true that the Western Hives have a sort of 'kick in the front door' attitude, and Chrysalis isn't particularly known for subtlety, but the ability to remain disguised is the one and only gift the Mother gave to the Changeling. If they were 'invading' ponies dreams, I don't think they'd be so obvious about it"
"But I am willing to listen, if you are willing to tell"
She giggles, though her mouth is now filled with Iron's tongue. It's like her spit almost has a sweet taste to it. Her mouth is warm and she wraps her tongue around his
The other two seem jealous of the attention, but go for Iron's strong muscles in his hind legs, and his strong barrel, rubbing them
>>83107
Yes, she does start crying
>>83109
"I don't think Dark Star's dream was the product of Changelings. It's true that the Western Hives have a sort of 'kick in the front door' attitude, and Chrysalis isn't particularly known for subtlety, but the ability to remain disguised is the one and only gift the Mother gave to the Changeling. If they were 'invading' ponies dreams, I don't think they'd be so obvious about it"
"But I am willing to listen, if you are willing to tell"
>>83114
Silver motions for her to sit down in one of the empty seats at the table. "If you have preference for some specific event, let me know. Else I will likely just try to start at beginning."
Silver motions for her to sit down in one of the empty seats at the table. "If you have preference for some specific event, let me know. Else I will likely just try to start at beginning."
>>83114
Sister Ash holds her to her fluff and let's her cry for as long as she needs to.
"There, there..."
Sister Ash holds her to her fluff and let's her cry for as long as she needs to.
"There, there..."
>>83114
Iron is liking the rubbing and her sweet kiss. He sighs in her mouth, fully enjoying the ministrations. After 2 to 3 minutes, he breaks the kiss, under the impression that the other two mares deserve some kissing of their own for their efforts. Iron turns to the light green unicorn. "You are all damn good." He starts his kissing session with said mare, more passionate than the first one know he could go all out and with his closest foreleg wrapping the back of her neck, while stroking the mane and cheeks of the white-maned pegasus.
Iron is liking the rubbing and her sweet kiss. He sighs in her mouth, fully enjoying the ministrations. After 2 to 3 minutes, he breaks the kiss, under the impression that the other two mares deserve some kissing of their own for their efforts. Iron turns to the light green unicorn. "You are all damn good." He starts his kissing session with said mare, more passionate than the first one know he could go all out and with his closest foreleg wrapping the back of her neck, while stroking the mane and cheeks of the white-maned pegasus.
>>83117
"It is fine. Nothing I feel is preventing me from sharing, especially if there are those who are willing to listen."
Give me a minute, don't know how long this'll take.
"It is fine. Nothing I feel is preventing me from sharing, especially if there are those who are willing to listen."
Give me a minute, don't know how long this'll take.
>>83117
Sister Ash pats her back softly
"You don't need to hold back.. Crying is Natural.. Especially after what you've been through.."
Sister Ash pats her back softly
"You don't need to hold back.. Crying is Natural.. Especially after what you've been through.."
>>83118
They giggle at the attention they receive from the stallion, often in synchronicity, as if a part of some horrid hive mind. The Pegasus comes in closer, and starts kissing Iron's neck, while the Earth pony does her own circle of Iron, examining his muscles and lifting up his tail
>>83120
She looks a little awkward, but sits as directed
>>83121
Well, Ash definitely got her to accept her embrace
They giggle at the attention they receive from the stallion, often in synchronicity, as if a part of some horrid hive mind. The Pegasus comes in closer, and starts kissing Iron's neck, while the Earth pony does her own circle of Iron, examining his muscles and lifting up his tail
>>83120
She looks a little awkward, but sits as directed
>>83121
Well, Ash definitely got her to accept her embrace
>>83122
There's a good little filly there, under all that emo bullshit
Sister Ash walks over to the bed and sits(?) there for a few a few more minutes, still holding Abby until she stops crying.
There's a good little filly there, under all that emo bullshit
Sister Ash walks over to the bed and sits(?) there for a few a few more minutes, still holding Abby until she stops crying.
>>83122
The pegasus' kisses are making an effect on Iron, but the gentle lifting of his tail breaks his concentration. He stops the kiss, albeit reluctantly. "You mares want the main course already?" Irom smiles seductively. "Well, show me to your room and we can be all to ourselves. What do you say?" His member already fully erected by the mares' performance to for the Earth mare to see. While her synchronicity is slightly off-putting to Iron, he decides that he cannot back down now, after going so deep into these mares.
The pegasus' kisses are making an effect on Iron, but the gentle lifting of his tail breaks his concentration. He stops the kiss, albeit reluctantly. "You mares want the main course already?" Irom smiles seductively. "Well, show me to your room and we can be all to ourselves. What do you say?" His member already fully erected by the mares' performance to for the Earth mare to see. While her synchronicity is slightly off-putting to Iron, he decides that he cannot back down now, after going so deep into these mares.
>>83123
Her little wings - right on the edge of being developed for flight - twitch just a little, as she cries silently next to Ash
>>83124
"Hehehe"
"Hehehe"
"Hehehe"
The Earth pony pokes at his now fully erect penis
"It's so small"
The Unicorn says
"We are all to ourselves right here"
The Pegasus lifts up his tail herself
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
Her little wings - right on the edge of being developed for flight - twitch just a little, as she cries silently next to Ash
>>83124
"Hehehe"
"Hehehe"
"Hehehe"
The Earth pony pokes at his now fully erect penis
"It's so small"
The Unicorn says
"We are all to ourselves right here"
The Pegasus lifts up his tail herself
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
>>83126
Sister Ash just stays there and comforts her, until she's ready to be put to bed.
Wait, fuck. She did finish eating already, right?
Sister Ash just stays there and comforts her, until she's ready to be put to bed.
Wait, fuck. She did finish eating already, right?
>>83129
I knew it as well, but Iron was blinded by the imminent sex to think that so I had to go along with it
I knew it as well, but Iron was blinded by the imminent sex to think that so I had to go along with it
>>83128
I'm really not seeing where in the previous post they are described as having 'equipment,' or really, any pony except for Iron
>>83127
To bed already?
I'm really not seeing where in the previous post they are described as having 'equipment,' or really, any pony except for Iron
>>83127
To bed already?
>>83131
Oh my fucking god. I that read wrong. Disregard the previous answer. Deleting previous post and replacing it with a more suitable one.
Oh my fucking god. I that read wrong. Disregard the previous answer. Deleting previous post and replacing it with a more suitable one.
>>83126
Iron is visibly upset at the mares taking shit about his member. "Oh yeah? I will show you what my member can do for you three." He picks up the unicorn, since she's the one at the front, at places it on I assume there's is the bed.
Iron is visibly upset at the mares taking shit about his member. "Oh yeah? I will show you what my member can do for you three." He picks up the unicorn, since she's the one at the front, at places it on I assume there's is the bed.
>>83127
Okay, I gotta sleep.
My plan was for Ash to speak with Abbey a little bit, then have her finish eating and put her to bed.
Then she can leave you go meet with the party.
>>83131
Or not.
I thought it was the evening, after dinner. Idk when fillies are supposed to sleep though (she did stay up past midnight the previous night though). Anyway, she stays for a while, then leaves at the time she agreed to meet the party.
Maybe I could continue her dialogue next session.
Okay, I gotta sleep.
My plan was for Ash to speak with Abbey a little bit, then have her finish eating and put her to bed.
Then she can leave you go meet with the party.
>>83131
Or not.
I thought it was the evening, after dinner. Idk when fillies are supposed to sleep though (she did stay up past midnight the previous night though). Anyway, she stays for a while, then leaves at the time she agreed to meet the party.
Maybe I could continue her dialogue next session.
>>83133
"That little thing? I have quills wider than that"
"That little thing? I have quills wider than that"
"That little thing? I have quills wider than that"
No, it was outside in a town originally. There is no sign of any pony around, at all, and the background slowly fades to encroaching fog
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"That little thing? I have quills wider than that"
"That little thing? I have quills wider than that"
"That little thing? I have quills wider than that"
No, it was outside in a town originally. There is no sign of any pony around, at all, and the background slowly fades to encroaching fog
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>>83137
Iron is not handling it well. His breath is getting ragged and he is trembling, either from rage at the blatant insults or fear of losing the one thing that makes him a stallion. He attempts to look at his member, see if the mares are telling the truth about him.
Iron is not handling it well. His breath is getting ragged and he is trembling, either from rage at the blatant insults or fear of losing the one thing that makes him a stallion. He attempts to look at his member, see if the mares are telling the truth about him.
>>83138
They are exaggerating, but... He doesn't remember it being quite that small. Or was it always?
They are exaggerating, but... He doesn't remember it being quite that small. Or was it always?
>>83139
This is not going well for him. He definetly remembers it bigger. What in Tartarus is going on? Is this a joke? He slowly lays down in a fetal position, not dealing with his seemingly smaller penis size well. 'I might as well be a mare with that size' he thinks to himself. He is hyperventilating, unsure if he should even carry on with such a curse planted on him. "Get away! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" He screams aloud to no one in particular.
This is not going well for him. He definetly remembers it bigger. What in Tartarus is going on? Is this a joke? He slowly lays down in a fetal position, not dealing with his seemingly smaller penis size well. 'I might as well be a mare with that size' he thinks to himself. He is hyperventilating, unsure if he should even carry on with such a curse planted on him. "Get away! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" He screams aloud to no one in particular.
>>83117
Silver pulls out a picture from his bags, that of Silver and Storm, both young adults, Silver wearing his metal cuirass, Storm wearing a studded leather jacket. They look bloody and battered, but in high spirits, as if they just finished with a fight. "While in Ponyville, many years ago, I got hired by farmers there to help deal with problem they were having. There was group of brigands, all mares, who were harassing their caravans, stealing their supplies, their Bits, their food. They had tried hiring others before, this they told me, but none had ever come back, and attacks had continued. It was difficult job, they told me, but they were paying well to see somepony help them. I agreed to do job for them.
"It was fairly long journey to where they had last been seen, near wreckage of one of farmers' caravans, and hard, and why I was thankful it was not difficult to follow tracks of those who had tried and failed before to bring them to justice. I found their camp, and before long, they were already on me. There were three, all looking like they had experience with fighting off bounty hunters. They were tough, but I was stronger back then, and I was able handle them, even if they got couple good hits in on me. It took couple strong healing potions to recover after initial battle, and it gave me couple new scars to add to collection, but I made it. There were more, as I made my way deeper into their camp, all of similar toughness, but eventually I made it into their inner sanctum, circle of standing stones surrounded by tents of leader and her most trusted companions. And that is when I saw her.
"She was leader of these bandits, she said from her spot on top of highest stone. She had not seen anypony make it as far as I had. She wanted to test my mettle. So she offered deal: if I could beat her in single combat, she would order her mares to stand down, and to leave local farms alone. If she won, she would have new head to add to collection. She made point to flash her weapons at me. Two blades, hidden underneath her wings, shaped like feathers, sharp and subtle. As alternative was to decline and have to face all of them at once, I accepted.
"She flew down to ground. We started to circle each other, beginning what was to be dance of death. Once we had made full circle, we each struck. For what felt like hours, we attacked each other, blade against blade, metal against metal. She took couple hits. I took couple hits. We would withdraw. We would advance. We would feint. We would strike. Our bones splintered, our muscles ached, our lungs cried for more oxygen, our hearts beat hard like drums deep in our chests. Then, for briefest moment, as our weapons clashed once again, we locked eyes, and that is when we saw it. There was spark, one only those who are equals in combat ever see. Respect. Even looking back now, I can see spark in her eyes, feel spark in mine, as we realized we had met each others' match."
Holy hell, this might be split into two posts. I think I underestimated how long this is.
Silver pulls out a picture from his bags, that of Silver and Storm, both young adults, Silver wearing his metal cuirass, Storm wearing a studded leather jacket. They look bloody and battered, but in high spirits, as if they just finished with a fight. "While in Ponyville, many years ago, I got hired by farmers there to help deal with problem they were having. There was group of brigands, all mares, who were harassing their caravans, stealing their supplies, their Bits, their food. They had tried hiring others before, this they told me, but none had ever come back, and attacks had continued. It was difficult job, they told me, but they were paying well to see somepony help them. I agreed to do job for them.
"It was fairly long journey to where they had last been seen, near wreckage of one of farmers' caravans, and hard, and why I was thankful it was not difficult to follow tracks of those who had tried and failed before to bring them to justice. I found their camp, and before long, they were already on me. There were three, all looking like they had experience with fighting off bounty hunters. They were tough, but I was stronger back then, and I was able handle them, even if they got couple good hits in on me. It took couple strong healing potions to recover after initial battle, and it gave me couple new scars to add to collection, but I made it. There were more, as I made my way deeper into their camp, all of similar toughness, but eventually I made it into their inner sanctum, circle of standing stones surrounded by tents of leader and her most trusted companions. And that is when I saw her.
"She was leader of these bandits, she said from her spot on top of highest stone. She had not seen anypony make it as far as I had. She wanted to test my mettle. So she offered deal: if I could beat her in single combat, she would order her mares to stand down, and to leave local farms alone. If she won, she would have new head to add to collection. She made point to flash her weapons at me. Two blades, hidden underneath her wings, shaped like feathers, sharp and subtle. As alternative was to decline and have to face all of them at once, I accepted.
"She flew down to ground. We started to circle each other, beginning what was to be dance of death. Once we had made full circle, we each struck. For what felt like hours, we attacked each other, blade against blade, metal against metal. She took couple hits. I took couple hits. We would withdraw. We would advance. We would feint. We would strike. Our bones splintered, our muscles ached, our lungs cried for more oxygen, our hearts beat hard like drums deep in our chests. Then, for briefest moment, as our weapons clashed once again, we locked eyes, and that is when we saw it. There was spark, one only those who are equals in combat ever see. Respect. Even looking back now, I can see spark in her eyes, feel spark in mine, as we realized we had met each others' match."
Holy hell, this might be split into two posts. I think I underestimated how long this is.
>>83140
Their pupils widen slowly, steadily, until the black of the eyes consumes the entire eyes of each of the three
"Why would you leave such a beautiful mare as yourself all alone?"
"Why would you leave such a beautiful mare as yourself all alone?"
"Why would you leave such a beautiful mare as yourself all alone?"
They reach in to stroke Iron's mane, back, and tail
>>83141
"What a strange culture Equestria has..."
Their pupils widen slowly, steadily, until the black of the eyes consumes the entire eyes of each of the three
"Why would you leave such a beautiful mare as yourself all alone?"
"Why would you leave such a beautiful mare as yourself all alone?"
"Why would you leave such a beautiful mare as yourself all alone?"
They reach in to stroke Iron's mane, back, and tail
>>83141
"What a strange culture Equestria has..."
>>83142
He tries to bat away the incoming strokes. "I said go away!" He is failing to hold back tears. "I-I will hit you!" He whimpers. "D-don't force me!"
He tries to bat away the incoming strokes. "I said go away!" He is failing to hold back tears. "I-I will hit you!" He whimpers. "D-don't force me!"
>>83143
"Would an honorable Stallion hit a mare?"
"Would an honorable Stallion hit a mare?"
"Would an honorable Stallion hit a mare?"
They now definitely pet and stroke his mane, his coat, and his tail. Like how he pets Ash, really
"Would an honorable Stallion hit a mare?"
"Would an honorable Stallion hit a mare?"
"Would an honorable Stallion hit a mare?"
They now definitely pet and stroke his mane, his coat, and his tail. Like how he pets Ash, really
>>83144
Iron is now stunned. He attempts to stand up and try to run away from the three black-eyed mares. "Leave me alone!"
Iron is now stunned. He attempts to stand up and try to run away from the three black-eyed mares. "Leave me alone!"
>>83145
He is surrounded on all sides
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
"You're good enough for some bucking action"
"You're good enough for some bucking action"
"You're good enough for some bucking action"
He is surrounded on all sides
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
"hehehe"
"You're good enough for some bucking action"
"You're good enough for some bucking action"
"You're good enough for some bucking action"
>>83147
Iron is unsure about this. "W-what do you mean?" He sniffs a little, still hurt by his decrease in penis size.
Iron is unsure about this. "W-what do you mean?" He sniffs a little, still hurt by his decrease in penis size.
>>83148
Their muzzles become a little different. Their teeth look longer, almost bladed
"Don't you see? You are fit for children"
"Don't you see? You are fit for children"
"Don't you see? You are fit for children"
Their muzzles become a little different. Their teeth look longer, almost bladed
"Don't you see? You are fit for children"
"Don't you see? You are fit for children"
"Don't you see? You are fit for children"
>>83149
"F-for children?!" Iron is definetly shocked. "What are you saying? What is going on with your teeth?!" He tries to back away from them.
"F-for children?!" Iron is definetly shocked. "What are you saying? What is going on with your teeth?!" He tries to back away from them.
>>83150
They are on each side of him now
"We'll take you to a room upstairs and show you a good night on the bed"
"We'll take you to a room upstairs and show you a good night on the bed"
"We'll take you to a room upstairs and show you a good night on the bed"
The teeth of the black-eyed mares don't really look like blades. They look more like pencils
They are on each side of him now
"We'll take you to a room upstairs and show you a good night on the bed"
"We'll take you to a room upstairs and show you a good night on the bed"
"We'll take you to a room upstairs and show you a good night on the bed"
The teeth of the black-eyed mares don't really look like blades. They look more like pencils
>>83151
Iron is not understanding these things' bipolarity. "B-but if I have a small dick, then how can I please any one of you? I do not understand."
Iron is not understanding these things' bipolarity. "B-but if I have a small dick, then how can I please any one of you? I do not understand."
>>83141
>>83142
"For that briefest moment, neither of us acted. We just stood there, blades clashing, looking with wonder into each others' eyes, until we finally realized that now was time to act. As if universe had aligned, we both attempted to disarm each other at same time, and our weapons were thrown far from where we stood. We both reached for our knives...but I was faster. With my knife pressed to her throat, I commanded her for one last time to yield. She was beaten, there was nothing more she could do, or else risk being killed. With sigh, she yielded. As I released my blade from her neck, her companions moved to try to stop me from taking their leader, but she told them no. Reminded them what would happen to them if they made her go against her word. They backed off, but they were not happy. And they were not content to leave it at that, as I would latter figure out.
"Over next few days, I took her captive on journey back to Ponyville. If journey was hard before, though, it had become much harder. We came across much hazardous wildlife, both plants and animals. We almost died many times, and I was forced to allow her to aid in many fights by giving her back her weapons. She had many chances to kill me, and run off, but...she never did. Over course of our journey, we came to know each other better. We told stories, laughed at jokes. Grew closer to each other. Found feelings for each other. And we learned of each other's pasts, or at least what we were willing or able to share.
"She told me she had been raised by former leader of bandits since she was little filly, captured during raid on caravan near Cloudsdale. Their leader took her in after attack. She saw something in Storm. Perhaps she reminded her of herself when she was younger, perhaps she saw beginnings of skilled warrior in that young filly. Whatever it was, it made them raise her as their own. As she grew up under care of bandits, she had taught her how to fight as she did, how to hunt. How to figure out which targets were lucrative enough to risk attacking, and which were best to avoid. She taught her how to read, how to make potions. she took part in raids on caravans as she grow older. When she was 15, she had her first drink with her. She was closest thing to mother she ever had, and instilled in her sense of longing to be free mare, to choose how to live her life, rest of world be damned, even as rest of world became not so friendly place for such ideas. And she loved her for it, for all of it, not remembering much of her life before she was taken in. When her mentor died, she at 16 was chosen to lead group. And lead she did. They became rich, powerful, feared. But as years went by, she became bored of it all. Her opponents no longer posed challenge to her. She became tired with gold and gems. She wanted challenge, or, failing that, death. Anything to make her feel like she once did. Like she could be or do anything. So, she took greater risks, looking for new challenges from bounty hunters. As more and more feel, she grew to despair that none would be worthy to fight her. And then I came along.
"Few days after she told me this, we arrived at outskirts of Ponyville. It was here, she turned to me, and confessed: if she was going to give up her freedom, she would give it up to somepony she respected, somepony she understood. She did not want to live rest of her life in chains, or be hanged in dishonorable death. She gave me choice. Choice over her precious freedom: turn her in to authorities, or have her become mine, from then into forever. Perhaps it was stupid of me. Perhaps I was naïve, back then. But I could not deny that I had developed feelings for her, and that I had come to care for her. I accepted. And, thankfully, she did not try to betray me, or stab me in back and run off to her freedom, but instead, we embraced. She was happy, even if she no longer had her freedom. She gave me her mentor's hat to give to farmers as proof that I had dealt with problem, and after I had been payed, we went off to begin new life together."
>>83142
"For that briefest moment, neither of us acted. We just stood there, blades clashing, looking with wonder into each others' eyes, until we finally realized that now was time to act. As if universe had aligned, we both attempted to disarm each other at same time, and our weapons were thrown far from where we stood. We both reached for our knives...but I was faster. With my knife pressed to her throat, I commanded her for one last time to yield. She was beaten, there was nothing more she could do, or else risk being killed. With sigh, she yielded. As I released my blade from her neck, her companions moved to try to stop me from taking their leader, but she told them no. Reminded them what would happen to them if they made her go against her word. They backed off, but they were not happy. And they were not content to leave it at that, as I would latter figure out.
"Over next few days, I took her captive on journey back to Ponyville. If journey was hard before, though, it had become much harder. We came across much hazardous wildlife, both plants and animals. We almost died many times, and I was forced to allow her to aid in many fights by giving her back her weapons. She had many chances to kill me, and run off, but...she never did. Over course of our journey, we came to know each other better. We told stories, laughed at jokes. Grew closer to each other. Found feelings for each other. And we learned of each other's pasts, or at least what we were willing or able to share.
"She told me she had been raised by former leader of bandits since she was little filly, captured during raid on caravan near Cloudsdale. Their leader took her in after attack. She saw something in Storm. Perhaps she reminded her of herself when she was younger, perhaps she saw beginnings of skilled warrior in that young filly. Whatever it was, it made them raise her as their own. As she grew up under care of bandits, she had taught her how to fight as she did, how to hunt. How to figure out which targets were lucrative enough to risk attacking, and which were best to avoid. She taught her how to read, how to make potions. she took part in raids on caravans as she grow older. When she was 15, she had her first drink with her. She was closest thing to mother she ever had, and instilled in her sense of longing to be free mare, to choose how to live her life, rest of world be damned, even as rest of world became not so friendly place for such ideas. And she loved her for it, for all of it, not remembering much of her life before she was taken in. When her mentor died, she at 16 was chosen to lead group. And lead she did. They became rich, powerful, feared. But as years went by, she became bored of it all. Her opponents no longer posed challenge to her. She became tired with gold and gems. She wanted challenge, or, failing that, death. Anything to make her feel like she once did. Like she could be or do anything. So, she took greater risks, looking for new challenges from bounty hunters. As more and more feel, she grew to despair that none would be worthy to fight her. And then I came along.
"Few days after she told me this, we arrived at outskirts of Ponyville. It was here, she turned to me, and confessed: if she was going to give up her freedom, she would give it up to somepony she respected, somepony she understood. She did not want to live rest of her life in chains, or be hanged in dishonorable death. She gave me choice. Choice over her precious freedom: turn her in to authorities, or have her become mine, from then into forever. Perhaps it was stupid of me. Perhaps I was naïve, back then. But I could not deny that I had developed feelings for her, and that I had come to care for her. I accepted. And, thankfully, she did not try to betray me, or stab me in back and run off to her freedom, but instead, we embraced. She was happy, even if she no longer had her freedom. She gave me her mentor's hat to give to farmers as proof that I had dealt with problem, and after I had been payed, we went off to begin new life together."
>>83153
Holy shit. I think we have been officially outclassed in the story department. Most impressive.
Holy shit. I think we have been officially outclassed in the story department. Most impressive.
>>83156
Silver sighs. "I do not suppose it is typical story of ponies falling in love. But she was not typical mare. And I would not have had it any other way."
Silver sighs. "I do not suppose it is typical story of ponies falling in love. But she was not typical mare. And I would not have had it any other way."
>>83157
"Equestria could not handle simple highwaymares near its capital for two whole decades? In modern times? In Nimbusia they would not have lasted two weeks before the Spartiates took care of them. And why would she not take those opportunities to stab her captor? Why would you allow her those opportunities? They taught us very young in Nimbusia that a simple knife left unsecured over night would be jammed in your throat by a helot before the next morning."
Just ignore her. She doesn't understand
>>83158
Now they show Iron their penises. And yes, they are quite a bit larger than Iron's, either at the moment or as he recalled the state of things. Somehow they look refreshingly natural compared to their teeth or eyes
"Equestria could not handle simple highwaymares near its capital for two whole decades? In modern times? In Nimbusia they would not have lasted two weeks before the Spartiates took care of them. And why would she not take those opportunities to stab her captor? Why would you allow her those opportunities? They taught us very young in Nimbusia that a simple knife left unsecured over night would be jammed in your throat by a helot before the next morning."
Just ignore her. She doesn't understand
>>83158
Now they show Iron their penises. And yes, they are quite a bit larger than Iron's, either at the moment or as he recalled the state of things. Somehow they look refreshingly natural compared to their teeth or eyes
>>83159
Iron is not having it. "No! I am not going to touch that! Only mares touch dicks! Get them away from me!" Iron is ready to punch.
Iron is not having it. "No! I am not going to touch that! Only mares touch dicks! Get them away from me!" Iron is ready to punch.
>>83160
"But you are a mare, and a fine one at that"
"But you are a mare, and a fine one at that"
"But you are a mare, and a fine one at that"
Their faces become increasingly distorted, almost like venus flytraps. And yes, they come closer
"But you are a mare, and a fine one at that"
"But you are a mare, and a fine one at that"
"But you are a mare, and a fine one at that"
Their faces become increasingly distorted, almost like venus flytraps. And yes, they come closer
[1d20+6 = 10]
>>83164
Iron shakes his head. Even if he were actually a mare. She would not be a tramp who'd be shared by more than one stallion. Feeling confident about punching the sick mare distortions are not mares now, he puts all of his power into punching one of the 'mares' around him.
>>83164
Iron shakes his head. Even if he were actually a mare. She would not be a tramp who'd be shared by more than one stallion. Feeling confident about punching the sick mare distortions are not mares now, he puts all of his power into punching one of the 'mares' around him.
>>83165
His muscles must be weaker as well
The unicorn in front of him instructs him "open wide" and with a green aura forces his mouth open
The Earth Pony behind him pulls up his tail... and mount him
At least the Pegasus isn't trying anything, so there's that
His muscles must be weaker as well
The unicorn in front of him instructs him "open wide" and with a green aura forces his mouth open
The Earth Pony behind him pulls up his tail... and mount him
At least the Pegasus isn't trying anything, so there's that
>>83164
He looks almost amused at this. "Romance, hmm? I thought it was fairly romantic myself." He leans back in his seat, sighing again. "Buuuuuuuut, if you have different idea of romance, perhaps you could suggest different story for me to tell you."
He looks almost amused at this. "Romance, hmm? I thought it was fairly romantic myself." He leans back in his seat, sighing again. "Buuuuuuuut, if you have different idea of romance, perhaps you could suggest different story for me to tell you."
[1d20+10 = 16]
>>83167
Iron attempts to throw off the mare from mounting him, moving his whole body around to make it harder for the unicorn to place any dirty stuff in his mouth and to stop the mounting from becoming a dicking. Rolling grapple.
>>83167
Iron attempts to throw off the mare from mounting him, moving his whole body around to make it harder for the unicorn to place any dirty stuff in his mouth and to stop the mounting from becoming a dicking. Rolling grapple.
[1d20+10 = 16]
>>83173
I see That could have been so much worse
>>83172
"Well, it's rarely terribly romantic, but a mare looks for a stallion possessing qualities of bravery, strength, and cunning. Often she selects a stallion with qualities like those of her mentor. And the Stallion, for his part, selects a mate with strength, beauty, and intellect. And they raise children for the service of the state, although the mare may conceive children with a stallion superior to her husband should one come by
>>83173
I see That could have been so much worse
>>83172
"Well, it's rarely terribly romantic, but a mare looks for a stallion possessing qualities of bravery, strength, and cunning. Often she selects a stallion with qualities like those of her mentor. And the Stallion, for his part, selects a mate with strength, beauty, and intellect. And they raise children for the service of the state, although the mare may conceive children with a stallion superior to her husband should one come by
[1d20+10 = 21]
>>83174
I guess I'll reroll because of same dice like last time when initiative was rolled between two combatants, we rerolled.
>>83174
I guess I'll reroll because of same dice like last time when initiative was rolled between two combatants, we rerolled.
>>83174
The idea that a mare would choose a stallion for quality of breeding rather than one she loves confuses Silver. "That is...interesting. But what is considered to be romantic in that society, then?"
The idea that a mare would choose a stallion for quality of breeding rather than one she loves confuses Silver. "That is...interesting. But what is considered to be romantic in that society, then?"
>>83178
With a mighty buck, Iron pushes it off of him...
It unleashes an unholy shriek, and the form of the Earth pony changes significantly... to a black oily goo, that is thrown many feet backwards
>>83180
"I didn't say it was romantic. I was looking to Equestrian customs to be better, and instead found that outlaws are given the option of prison or marriage, and that is romance here"
With a mighty buck, Iron pushes it off of him...
It unleashes an unholy shriek, and the form of the Earth pony changes significantly... to a black oily goo, that is thrown many feet backwards
>>83180
"I didn't say it was romantic. I was looking to Equestrian customs to be better, and instead found that outlaws are given the option of prison or marriage, and that is romance here"
>>83178
Now, the pegasus takes her turn, beating her wings with a frequency more like an insect than a bird, she positions herself on Iron
Now, the pegasus takes her turn, beating her wings with a frequency more like an insect than a bird, she positions herself on Iron
[1d20+10 = 13]
>>83182
Iron is clearly panicking by the pegasus' action. His ass is a little sore from the dick assault the now gooed pretend mare gave to him "GET OFF OF ME, YOU SICK BASTARD!" Rolling grapple yet again to throw her off of him.
>>83182
Iron is clearly panicking by the pegasus' action. His ass is a little sore from the dick assault the now gooed pretend mare gave to him "GET OFF OF ME, YOU SICK BASTARD!" Rolling grapple yet again to throw her off of him.
>>83181
"It is not typical type of romance, I will admit. Hmm..." He starts thinking on other stories he could tell that would better please Blue.
Basically, give me a minute to think of something else.
"It is not typical type of romance, I will admit. Hmm..." He starts thinking on other stories he could tell that would better please Blue.
Basically, give me a minute to think of something else.
>>83183
Am I going to feel each and every dick these pretend mares have before I can get rid of them?
Am I going to feel each and every dick these pretend mares have before I can get rid of them?
>>83183
The pegasus remains on him, his anus lubricated by blood
The Earth Pony reforms next to him, and starts feeling his body
The pegasus remains on him, his anus lubricated by blood
The Earth Pony reforms next to him, and starts feeling his body
>>83191
Iron is able to move his mouth out of the way of the horsecock that just might have choked him to death. But he feels the black tar creeping around his body, and clinging to his fur
Iron is able to move his mouth out of the way of the horsecock that just might have choked him to death. But he feels the black tar creeping around his body, and clinging to his fur
[1d20+6 = 24]
[1d20+10 = 23]
>>83199
>>83202
Iron moves his face away from them in digust and fear, but is plunged in the throat by the unicorn's dick. This is a nightmare. A terrifying nightmare. This isn't real. It can't be. More resistance from Iron, rolling a grapple on the goo encapsulating him and an unarmed attack on the invading dick in his mouth with his teeth.
[1d20+10 = 23]
>>83199
>>83202
Iron moves his face away from them in digust and fear, but is plunged in the throat by the unicorn's dick. This is a nightmare. A terrifying nightmare. This isn't real. It can't be. More resistance from Iron, rolling a grapple on the goo encapsulating him and an unarmed attack on the invading dick in his mouth with his teeth.
>>83200
He can feel the goo as it nears his ears
The unicorn moves the giant penis in and out
"You shall bear fine children yet!"
He can feel the goo as it nears his ears
The unicorn moves the giant penis in and out
"You shall bear fine children yet!"
>>83203
Iron's mouth is becoming very familiar with the penis inside of it. When he bites down, his tongue and lips get a very good feel and taste. It's very rubbery
I take it he wants to bite it right off
>buck off the goo
It's much too late for that by now
The pegasus flies back on Iron
Iron's mouth is becoming very familiar with the penis inside of it. When he bites down, his tongue and lips get a very good feel and taste. It's very rubbery
I take it he wants to bite it right off
>buck off the goo
It's much too late for that by now
The pegasus flies back on Iron
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