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>A little funny that she still made you have to sneak past your spiteful younger twin brothers and "break in" to your dad's tool shed yourself in order to get to the screwdriver you've used to get past the locked basement door containing your stuff.
>This in and of itself is a quest.
>A task, and you'e determined to figure this out as this "cool babysitter" rests herself onto the family room sofa and seemingly waits to see what you'll do as your brothers continue their horsing around.
>Meanwhile, Candy silently giggles to herself knowing that the key to the basement door itself is on the same key ring she gave to you, and you still haven't figured it out yet.
>You try to figure out when your brothers will be away from a visual vantage point of the backyard for long enough for you to perform the daring operation.
>But you also consider just using a knife from the kitchen which has never worked before, but you're feeling adventurous on this day.
>Feeling like you've already defeated your babysitter by teaming up with her somehow, no longer having to worry about overwhelming her or stressing her out with nonsense.
>It's like you skipped past a few levels of this Saturday morning cartoon that is your current life.
>The fact that you've been depraved of real fun for so long is what's really fueling you.
>Having had to use your imagination so much more instead of having at least 70% of the thinking done for you in TV and video games.
>There's a healthy amount of excitement that comes from this.
>You can almost feel intense music playing in the marrow of your bones, pumping adrenaline into your blood as the cells are produced before surging through your veins.
>Hiding behind the sofa like it's a giant boulder and your younger twin brothers are a couple of bandits trying to hunt you down.
>They're gonna love inheriting the same imaginativeness you inherited once they start reaching your age.
>But right now, you'll never let them stand in your way.
>The little plastic toy guns in their hands cannot point at you quickly enough before you dodge out of the way.
>You're too quick, playing along with them just to eventually trick them into leaving sight of the backyard.
>Your brothers Forest Elf and Wood Elf eventually gallop down to the basement to pretend it's an enemy mine to continue their little pretend gunfight in.
>You watch them submerge into the darkness behind the rock as the sun drenched dirt and stone beneath your boots leaves imprints from your legendary footsteps.

>>42183567
>The grass of the backyard does the same for each of your long strides while you make your way over to the tool shed.
>Supposing that she should have started up a fun and innocent little activity with the three boys she's babysitting on this weekend day, Candy simply settles for settling herself down onto the couch and watching everyone else's behavior first.
>Boys this age usually let their weaknesses shine through more when they aren't aware they're being watched.
>She'll let you all feel like you have the whole day under your own control then let your guard down.
>Especially since you probably expected her to try to get you all to introduce yourselves then do chores or something in the first hours and instead is letting you do whatever you want.
>A distant daytime owl can be heard singing a tune at you before the click clack of the shed door unlocking interrupts it.
>Twirl the key ring on your finger while trotting into the tiny room of your dad's tool shed, scanning the place for the screwdriver you usually need for jimmying the lock to the door in the basement.
>It's not on the shelf it's usually on, but your determination leads you to the right loud toolbox harboring the very thing you need.
>Like a mini excalibur in your hands, the tiny screwdriver points up to the ragged, splinter-coated wooden beams of the shed's ceiling.
>A coy smile spreads across your face as your second set of footprints in the backyard's lush grass spreads its way back to the sliding glass door back into the kitchen.
>You'll lock he shed door back up after the deed is done, or maybe earlier since you suspect your parents might come back home too early for you to have a lot of time to play the game.
>Maybe that is what Cadance was trying to do, get you to jump into playing the game so you lose track of time then get caught after forgetting that your parents might come home in the same night.
>Nah, babysitters aren't smart enough for that.
>There's definitely something about the way she looks at you from the living room sofa, something peculiar about her you don't quite understand yet.
>She looks really pretty, by far the prettiest babysitter you've ever had to put up with making put up with you.
>That combined with her being the nicest babysitter puts her further into your good books than you knew there was space for.
>Cadance's bare arms and shoulders are so soft and smooth looking, distracting you from your usual persona you're used to being lost in.
>If your younger twin brothers are your enemies, then babysitter Cadance is your ally, or a super-ally if we're going with what she's making this feel like.

>>42183568
>You didn't realize how long you were just standing in place while she smiled at you with a widening grin, too pretty to have it be awkward for some reason.
>Internally shame yourself for getting so distracted and begin planning how you're going to subvert your two bothers in the basement, which you nearly completely forgot about.
>Had it not been for the noise they're making down there, you'd have waltzed right down those stairs with the screwdriver in plain view like it has a little white flag tied to it bearing the words "tell on me".
>You're not about to admit that to yourself in full, you'll never let how pretty a girl is get to you like that, you're too much of a legend.
>"I got you!" One of your brothers chimes to the other before a bunch of boxes fall over. "You're dead, I got you!"
>"Nuh uh! You missed!"
>"I didn't miss!"
>"Yeah you did!"
>There's no easy way to creep down the stairs without the creaking noises reaching their ears, and their attention is turned towards you as you keep the screwdriver in the back pocket of your denim jeans.
>"There's one of the sheriffs now!" A small pair of hands points the toy gun at you before firing away imaginary bullets.
>You used gravity to your advantage with the jump you just did, raising eyebrows on the surprised faces below before swiping one of the guns out of one of your younger brothers' hands.
>"Hey!" The inevitable protest gripes while you pop his comrade in the head with a more effectively imagined bullet that even he has to agree hit him at such a close range.
"Got you." You give your other younger brother a sly grin with a twirl of the little plastic toy gun in your finger with more enthusiasm than when you did the same with the key ring in your other back pocket.
>"No fair!"
"Yes fair." You finish him off with an extra imaginary bullet right between his eyebrows just like in the R-rated movies you've recently started watching to prove that they don't disturb you.
>"Pew! Pew pew pew!" Your younger brother returns imaginary fire anyway, refusing to accept the fact that he died just like you used to when laser tag didn't go your way.
>Bless the innocent confidence in his voice, the determined glint in his eyes as he expects you to go down, waiting for you to be sprawled onto the floor in a cartoonish death pose face down with one arm over your back.
>You remain on your feet with the same unwavering grin letting him know that he's a ghost who can't kill you before your words make sure he gets the message.

>>42183569
>"I got you!" Your younger brother repeats.
"You're a ghost now, you can't get me." You tell him. "Too bad, so sad!"
>Meanwhile, your other younger twin brother whom your snatched the toy gun from has decided to take matters into his own hands... in the form of a 2 by 4 wooden plank.
>The sudden whack sounding from the impact on your arm registers in your ears before your brain registers the pain it brings.
"OW!!! What the hell!?" You cry out.
>The first twin brother steps back as the second one holding the wooden plank glares into your soul with eyes that aren't usually upon his face.
>They might as well be glowing red even through they aren't, but the way his brow furrows between his eyebrows ages him up at least a decade in his appearance for the moment.
>One of the rare moments in life when hatred is pure, whether temporary or permanent, the rage in his eyes sends a chill up your spine especially for a young boy his age.
>Makes you wonder where the hell all that came fro-
"AH!" You stumble back as he swings again with every last bit of stamina he is able to muster from his evident anger management issues. "Hey! That hurts!"
>He doesn't respond at first and just takes another swing, with full intent of hurting you as much as he possibly can while his twin nervously watches in silence.
>And each and every swing he takes at you is equally matched by the next one's raw determination to demonstrate this this is no longer a carefree moment of innocent playing.
>He's 100% not able to since his strength is nowhere near enough to do any serious damage, but you could see for a brief half-second in his eyes that he actually wants to kill you for *real*.
>You were hoping another moment like this wouldn't resurface, and your parents especially were.
>Things were going so great too since the last time.
>Your younger brothers didn't get grounded so often for no reason.
>Candy sits on the living room sofa listening to the racket coming from the basement, before listening to the stairs creaking from someone ascending their way back to the ground floor.
>She quickly discovers that you've reached the top of the stairs once more with your hand over one of your arms, but you're not about to explain why.
>You very easily could have overpowered your smaller younger brother while his accomplice was just standing there in shock, and took the wooden plank out of his hand he picked off of the unfinished concrete floor and told him not to play with those.

>>42183570
>But you have bigger fish to fry that are still locked behind that door your brothers were unwittingly blocking, plus you don't want to get into even trouble.
>"I'm telling dad you used swear words!" Your less-normal younger twin brother points the wooden plank up at you with residue of that look in his eyes still locking glances with you up the stairs.
"I'm telling dad you hit me with one of the pieces of wood!" You rebut.
>"Do it, I don't care! You swore anyway! Dad said no more swearing!"
>"Okay, okay okay, let's all come back up to the living room and watch TV, alright? Maybe a movie." Babysitter Candy finally steps in after she can hear in everyone's tone that the lightheartedness has ended. "Wood Elf, Forest Elf, come back up here! We're watching a movie now!"
>With the plank still in his grasp, your tiny attacker responds with a concerning "I'm already watching a movie..." as he menacingly approaches his twin brother like they're two early Romans.
>"I said let's go!" Candy raises her voice. "Don't make me come down there!"
>There's a brief moment of hesitation at first, but Candy's sudden stern-ness must have done the trick.
>The wooden plank can be heard clattering to the unfinished concrete floor, which is followed by the creaking of two sets of footsteps ascending the stairs as you still refuse to acknowledge that one of your younger brothers should be getting into more trouble than he is right now.
>He's lucky you aren't really worried about that right now, and *really* lucky you didn't whale on him when you had the chance, because you'd have made him feel really sorry about that very fast had you chosen to do so.
>"C'mon, what channel you little scamps usually watch?" Candy directs her attention to the TV, seeking the remote after being unable to find it after a whole minute. "What, did your parents take the remote with them too?"
"Probably." Your reply, knowing that you wouldn't even be surprised if this was true.
>You *are* supposed to be grounded anyway...
>But as it turns out, the remote happens to be on a nearby bookshelf, which had your brothers rejoicing until the TV flipped on to reveal that all the fun cartoon channels are blocked from viewing as part of your punishment.
>Looks like the parental block on the adult channels expanded its territory to block the kids channels too, leaving nothing but the news and sports and cooking and CSPAN and those channels with soap operas that only old people like.
>Along with a bunch of other uninteresting things that appear on the screen as Babysitter Cadance flips through channels after channel that doesn't have the [blocked] message appearing.

>>42183571
>You *are* supposed to be grounded anyway...
>Initially, you were distracted by the fact that Cadance was handing those keys to you, but now you're really starting to notice a lot about her.
>Her appearance, mostly.
>Something about her makes you feel funny and you can't put your finger on what it is yet...
>You've suddenly stopped caring about the missing channels you used to care so much about and instead go back to thinking about how smooth Babysitter Cadance's shoulders are, and the way her bright locks of hair look so soft to the touch.
>Now you wish you had a video game to play to distract you from this mushy stuff intruding its way into your head.
>The whining from your two younger brothers gets louder and louder as the number of channels left unexplored grows smaller and smaller.
>They've already forgotten about the basement and are more bummed out about there being nothing to watch on TV all night long and probably tomorrow morning too.
"I don't understand. We had all the channels before they left." You comment with your heart only slightly sinking, Babysitter Cadance's presence somehow keeping it partially afloat for mysterious reasons. "They even let us watch stuff."
>"Maybe they just wanted to get a point across." Babysitter Cadance shrugs, letting her smooth shoulders brush against her soft lustrous hair right in front of you.
"Can't imagine what point that is." You eventually respond after an angry pause.
>An educational documentary airing on one of those National Geographic channels is settled on.
>Which would help you go to bed early with how its boringness would put the three of you to sleep.
>You sulk into he couch as your two younger brothers are still too close to the door to the basement not to notice you walking back out with your console in your hands.
>It's not exactly small enough to fit into your back pocket or anything like that.
>Slow wide-panned shots of a scenic landscape are pained across the family room's TV's screen while your brothers gripe about not being able to play "Cowboys and Indians" anymore.
>Which is confusing, since that glare from earlier indicated it was closer to "Pakistanis and Indians".
>But you can sense it: you're about to get your grubby little hands on that gaming console, since Babysitter Cadance already demonstrated that she's entirely on your side on the matter.
>If your parents really are gone for the whole night, then there's nothing that can stand in your way.

>>42183573
>Babysitter Cadance, after noticing you glancing over towards the entrance into the basement, asks your younger twin brothers if they'd like to to play their little game in the backyard at dusk after she makes them some snacks.
>Needless to say, their entire evening is saved, and their imaginations run wild with plans to stage a little standoff at sundown with their tall shadows stretching across the lush green grass.
>As they excitedly run around the front room pretending to shoot one another with their toy guns, you watch Babysitter Cadance quickly go out back to make sure the shed door is closed without a trace of you having done anything to be ratted out for.
>The sun is starting to go down, if the sky has anything to indicate about that.
>But this is confirmed as soon as your brothers simply can't freaking wait to follow Babysitter Cadance outside right as she was about to come back inside, giving you the cue to slink on down the basement stairs to the locked door at the end of your current objective.
>You almost tripped on the way down, ear-numb to the creaking of the stairs you've gotten used to.
>Slip the screwdriver out of your pocket as usual, do everything you need to do, faster than you thought you would...
>Swing the door open to find an empty room.
>Your parents must have taken everything with them, having anticipated your antics might overwhelm this babysitter who's only watching over you for the first time.
>Looks like you'll have to find another way to have fun tonight...

>>42183574
>---
>You can already guess what the expression dangling off of your face looks like as you now sit in one of the kitchen chairs trying to figure out what you're going to do tonight.
>Now everything seems to feel like a chore since all you can do now is wait until your parents come back.
>A chore and a grounding has now fused into a final boss of nofun-ness.
>Both of your brothers are running wild in the backyard almost as much as their imaginations are.
>You're too old to have fun the way they are these days.
>Action figures are starting to get old, you just want video games and TV now.
>In some weird empathy for your younger brother, you feel a swell of the need for violence begin with you.
>The cooling air outside can't do a lot to calm you down with figurative steam still coming out of your ears.
>Your tennis shows stomp across the grass as gently as they can.
>Watching your two younger brothers run around having fun together while you once again play zero video games today has you wishing you could bring them down a little too.
>Even though they didn't even know about your little plan to sneak your console up to your room before discovering that was an impossibility.
>You just want to get back at them for you yourself having bad luck.
>Beef with these two younger twin brothers of yours goes back far enough for spite to play a pivotal role in all of this anyway.
>In reality, you're just mad as hell and wanting to vent it out on how much better you are at playing childish games you are than your younger brothers.
>You're caught between feeling a weight having been lifted off of your shoulders, and still waiting for a greater weight to be lifted off of your shoulders.
>No longer do you have to worry about your mission to sneak your gaming console up to your room, but now you have to wait even longer until you get to play your games again.
>And you probably won't even get another chance during the upcoming weekend when you'll be alone with this babysitter who's obviously on your side.
>Wood and Forest meanwhile have shifted their backyardigans shenanigans to pretending the bricks lining between the mulch and the grass are a racetrack.
>You almost feel like an aerial view looking down upon them from a bird's eye perspective.
>Start to menacingly chase them around to scare them, and they instantly play along by running away from you.
>You figure you're way too old to be doing this lame stuff, but you can't do anything else tonight and you wanna show each of them who's boss anyway.

>>42183575
>Candy meanwhile watches from the kitchen, twirling the key ring in her hand he same way she had watched you do so.
>She can't help but let a grin creep across her face knowing what she knows.
>It's a sinister grin, a grin that looks forward to the near future whether it be tonight or the upcoming weekend when she's here all alone with you.
>That grin intensifies as she watches you dart around the backyard with your brothers, trying to immerse yourself in their race car fictional world as much as they're immersed into it in their minds.
>A giggle of giddiness was lucky to only bubble out now where and when you can't hear her, because something about that tone would give away Candy's ulterior motives to even a boy your age.
>Candy knows she probably still has homework to do, so tonight might not be the night she truly strikes.
>But when she does, it'll be more impactful than anything you've experience in your life so far.
>She can see it, in the innocence of your playful movements while pretending to be Godzilla stomping all over the hot-wheels cars your two younger brothers brought out into the backyard with them.
>Your brothers are no match for your strength, prowess and height advantage.
>They have to dart back and forth retrieving the little toy cars you just threw across the grass.
>The evil smirk on your face tells them that they're far from ready to defeat this behemoth destroying their racetrack.
>Makes you feel as powerful as you did when playing your video game during what feels like ages ago.
>Eras long past have resurfaced into this confrontation with your twin rivals.
>They've gotten you into trouble so many times in the past as well, notably telling on you and such despite you doing the same with them.
>You have a feeling that Babysitter Cadance will be watching from the living room window until it's too dark to see everything that's going on.
>Then you'll probably toss the little toy cars over the fence lining the backyard to where your brothers can't just go get them.
>The sky starts to darken more and more as your brothers continually ask for you to be meaner to them without realizing it.
>As the sky and surrounding scenery gets too dark for you or your brothers to be able to see much, you begin to feel more powerful by the minute.
>Like you can run faster and jump higher under the guise of darkness.
>You forgot whether it was Wood or Forest who has them, but you can see the blinking lights of those light-up sneakers giving away someone's position on the grass.

>>42183577
>Like a beast in the shadows, you lurk around some nearby shrubbery with your hands positioned like cringe little claws.
>In a weird way, your brother are both your best and worst friends at the same time.
>You're stuck with them, but also undeniably close to them, more-so than anyone you know from school due to the difference in amounts of history shared.
>You all understand eachother better than your parents understand you.
>It's getting to the point in your life where you're firmly by the mantra that your parents don't want to understand, they just want to control.
>Because they think they know what's best for you, which they'd be right about if you turning into a younger version of them instead of growing into your own unique person counts as "best for you".
>But right now, you know what's best for your brothers-
>"Oooooookay! Everyone get back inside for now! It's getting too dark for me to see you out there!" Babysitter Cadance's voice calls out after the sliding glass door can be heard opening.
>The door won't shut until all three of you are inside with the babysitter for her to watch over you.
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Also.
>>42183526
That sounds like exactly something Fluttershy would do. Just ignore the messed up stuff and go right back to caring for cute animals. I think I like this idea quite a bit.

>>42183579
Neat update

>>42183941

>>42183584
I was more so going for the idea of her initially not liking anime because she's only aware of the fucked up anime, and not the ones she'd actually like.

>>42183566 (OP)
Its Milf day

>>42184463

>>42185385
she's so sweet

Could someone update both the Kemono entries (Patreon and Pixiv Fanbox) of Uotapo? The pages are getting outdated.

>>42185863
I’ll use magic

>>42185509
Cute!

>>42186918
She’s so perfect as a cheerleader

>>42184463
Grey, it would be really hot if you had Cup Cake doing the summer bake sale in nothing but an apron and a bikini, but at some point, she loses the bikini without realizing and repeatedly moons her employee Anon without realizing.

And Cadance's love magic heavily influencing him to plow Cup Cake's fat ass when she's bent over and vulnerable would make it so much better, maybe doing so under the stand table where barely anyone can notice (maybe except Cadance herself).

>>42187432
I still really like the idea of an Anon from a rich family who just wants a really good custom cake ending up with Cup Cake forcing herself on him because she's assuming he's a rich pervert forcing her to whore herself to him. Just getting lost in the fantasy of it and refusing to accept any signs that she's wrong about the situation.

>>42187505
>I'm A Lecherous Married Woman But I Really Want To Knead Dough With The Handsome Young Customer
jav tier lmao

>>42187541
More like her forcing him to play along with forcing her.
>I'm an innocent married woman who's being forced into unseemly sexual behavior by a rich client!
>That's not what I'm doing! I just want a really good birthday cake!
>Hush, you! Don't deny it! Just get over here and force yourself on me already!

>>42187505
>>42187560
Sounds hot, but I prefer my idea for Cup Cake. Just Cadance forcing Anon into a slow burn situation where he has to control his amplified base urges and contain his fat nut around a(n unknowingly) half-naked milf in a naked apron while he's working with her on a hot summer day.

Also, it would probably be funny if everyone else other than Anon noticed Cup Cake wearing nothing but the apron in their booth but didn't say anything.

>>42187899
Fair enough. Though who might be a better milf for a set up where she pretends to be forced to do something she actually wants to do as a thinly veiled way to not admit she wants it?

>>42187938
I guess upper-class women trying to retain their dignity about it, like Aunt Orange, Spoiled Rich, Stellar Flare or Floribunda.

>>42187962
Aunt Orange is one that hasn't really been done much. An idea forming for that.
>Aunt Orange wants Applejack to come over and help with something
>Applejack doesn't want to go back to their place in the city, and decided to send a friend in her place
>Anon is the lucky friend who gets asked
>He accepts and heads over there
>Aunt Orange had been very bored and stale in her relationship
>Then instead of her niece like she expected a strapping young man comes to help
>She gets the idea in her head that he's a wild sexual beast who wants nothing more or less than to utterly ravish her with primal lust
>Ends up pushing Anon to act out her fantasy without admitting she wants it
>Pretending to be scared of it happening despite practically forcing Anon to do it

>>42183228

Milf idea with Cloudy
>Her basically giving mixed signals to an Anon staying at the rock farm
>Her feeling unattractive and feeling down on herself makes Anon want to cheer her up
>Which ends up with him being pushed to flirt with her and say stuff about her being sexy or being into her
>Though this leads to her accusing him of being an overly horny predator and chastising him
>Even though he's really harmless and only wants to cheer her up
>Her conflicting emotions of wanting him to want her while also feeling it's completely wrong for him to want her causing her to jerk him around
>Eventually coming to a head when she actually ends up having sex with him after getting him to say he loves her

>>42188179
Cute shimmy

>>42187899
>>42187560
Lewd idea

>>42186168
Based

>>42188179
Nice work

>>42188208
Wasn’t there already something similar to this if I’m remembering correctly

>>42190100
If there was I don't really remember it. Anything else you remember about it?

Anchor for the anon coloring the bottomless humanized Fluttershy.
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https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2019/3/23/1992885.png
(NSFW, obviously)

Requesting that this sketch of bottomless humanized Fluttershy is colored. Be sure to expose her genitals.

Reference for color and painting style (also NSFW):
https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2013/6/1/338611.jpg

And this is how the original artist would draw female genitals in the similar pose and from the similar angle. (WARNING: NSFW, anthro and hyper)
https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2019/2/3/1952001.png
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Or, if you want to finish it yourself, here is the incomplete painting (it too is NSFW):
https://files.catbox.moe/oepn57.png

>Silence dominated the room for over a minute. Finally Applejack said "I think I know how I feel on this, but I want to ask a question. Has anypony ever heard of something like this before?"
>a chorus of "no's" was the response.
"I certainly haven't I'm afraid." I said. "Otherwise I could guide everypony based on prior established logic. But I have nothing."
>Applejack asked "How long were you in there AFTER you found out you were still in the portal?"
"From my perspective," I said, "About a minute. And all of that was spent talking to what turned out to be not Princess Celestia."
>Applejack said "I see. Well, for me the big thing is you ARE loyal to us. If you had had any doubts or reasons to suspect it wasn't real, your dick would have stopped working because that's how you are. The fact that it didn't means it's likely any one of us would have been fooled too. Since you did the right thing in getting ahead of this I vote we give him a full pardon. It's fine if you girls need more time on this though."
"Thank you Applejack." I said with my voice cracking a little.
Rainbow said "Five nights huh?"
"Well four actually." I said "As I said it took about sixteen hours for all of my bodily functions to come back and my sight was the last thing to arrive. Before I moved around I asked for Nurse Redheart to be present and Sunset ran off to get her while Flutters kept me company. Sunset naturally asked for.. extra checks on me as well. Nurse redheart said if I only had one Marefriend, she would advise us to take it easy that night. But with seven I was advised to abstain for a night and take it easy on the next night."
>Fluttershy asked "Anon, were any clouds involved?"
"Y'know what? We didn't get to that." I said. "Heck we didn't actually confirm I can land on a cloud yet honestly." This answer seemed to please both Rainbow and Fluttershy.
>Twiggles said "I'm going to switch topics for a moment. Anon do you know WHY you got stuck in the portal?"
"Yes, I know most of that." I said. "According to not Princess Celestia, way back on the night of the sleepover, I chose to eat a magic flower. Apparently there was still magic lingering in my system the morning after when Sunset and I were talking about me becoming King of Canterlot. One of us, they weren't interested in who, used that magic to cast a spell on me. That spell interfered with the portal until it ran out of juice and I was ejected."

>>42190944
>Princess Twilight inquired with a raised eyebrow "'King of Canterlot'?"
"Shared place name confusion." I said. "In my head 'Canterlot' refers to my home town/dimension. And yes I want to earn power, wealth, and fame there after I graduate. With regards to here, 'Equestria', which I only learned of a week ago, my intentions can be summed up as 'I want to be a good neighbor'. Sunset is from here and has many friends here after all. You may trust that I don't want to upset my Marefriends. And if I may say, your own hospitable example has been an inspiration in that regard."
>Princess Twilight asked my marefriends "Does he always try to be this charming?"
>Most of them answered with a "Yes."
>Rarity went with "All of the time Darling."
>Rainbow said "Only when he's breathing."
"It's like number five on my list of rules for having seven(7!) marefriends." I said. "'Always be charming' because it shows you're both trying and interested. And both of those are vital. And yeah, it will occur to you soon if it hasn't already, that in my portion of the world on my side of the portal doesn't really have full on royalty. That's irrelevant to me because my marefriends chose the title and so I will make it happen for me and for them. There are many possible ways to be a 'King' even without direct ruling power after all."
>The Princess said with a lighthearted chuckle "I suppose that's true after all."
>Pinkie then spoke up "Hey I know! Why don't we have Sunset read Anon's memories so we can put the 'conundrum' behind us and talk about what we get to do instead of research?"
"I'm up for that if Sunset is." I said.
>Sunset replied by touching my face and going silent. She stayed silent for a bit longer than normal and then broke contact and said "It's a lot harder to read his memories of when he was in there. It's a LOT denser and hard to parse through. But with six days in under thirty seconds, that tracks.... Wait... 'Suddenly sunset'? Is THAT how you saw me?"
"You found the most embarrassing memory on the first try." I said.
>The girls ALL scooched in closer and smiled expectantly.
I held my hooves up in a gesture of surrender "Alright, fine." I said "But let me set the stage a bit first. This was fairly soon after I collapsed out of the portal and went back into my body. Soon I started to breath tasteless air, but my brain had no other input coming in. So I started reviewing memories and I'm not certain at all that my 'normal' filters were there. I was feeling stuff beyond the range of what I could see. Unfortunately I started with memories of Bullworth."

>>42190947
>Princess Twilight blurted out "Oh I remember! Bullworth is the school you were at before CHS!"
"Yeah." I said "Among other things, it's where I learned tumbling in order to survive being pushed down stairs unexpectedly."
>That got several gasps and the Princess said "How horrible!"
"It was a bad place." I said. "And the only reason to mention it is to underscore how GREAT CHS is. Or to put it in metaphor, sometimes it takes someone that's been in hell to understand how great heaven is. How much I appreciate everything in Canterlot where the worst parts are still millions of times better than the best part of Bullworth, which is leaving it."
>Princess Twilight had her hoof in front of her mouth and was looking around to the other girls apologetically.
>Twiggles came to her rescue by saying "It's ok Princess. We've found that if that place gets mentioned, it's best to let him vent for a minute. He recovers pretty quickly now."
"Indeed I do." I said. "And so my memories went to my first day at CHS. It came across as an alien place to me in that it wasn't like anyplace I've experienced before. It was calm. It was tidy. The students seemed to just obey the rules because they were expected to. The Principal actually seemed to LIKE her job which was another alien concept to me! It was almost like an idylic School you might see in a TV sit-com. It was just that sanitized!"
I continued on "The only bad thing I could detect was a few folks were afraid of ME for some reason. Which was decidedly odd, but they weren't scared enough to act on it so I let them be. Actually I let everyone be. It had been so long since I had had a friend that I wasn't sure what to do. That's when Sunset found me. She was stunning to look at! She said she wanted to be my friend and all I could manage to do is nod and follow. I answered ALL of her questions without hesitation, just so I could keep looking at her. After lunch ended and we had to part, THIS little ditty came into my head."

"Suddenly Sunset is standing beside me."
"I don't need excuses, don't have to pretend."
"Suddenly Sunset is here to provide me."
"Sweet understanding, Sunset's my friend."

>>42190952
>Everypony said "Awww!" and grinned real wide.
"Now before I continue on this trip through my memories, I'm going to warn you it stopped as soon as I started getting some motor control back." I said. "In fact there was only one more of you that got this treatment. And that's because Pinkie Pie found me the next day!" I paused to take her hoof in mine. "I'd never seen ANYPONY like her before! She just came up to me and said she wanted to be my friend too!"
"I had never seen anything like this before! The best I could come up with was a quote from Ringworld about statisics saying someone like her existed. She just enjoyed making new friends! That was just SO different from what I had seen before! Pinkie, in case I don't say it enough, you're amazing! I really want and need you to know that!"
>Pinkie smiled and said "Aw thanks Nonny! But don't forget that you took the chance to agree! That takes guts too!"

>>42190954
Hello everypony! Today we're still dealing with the ramifications of Anon's unintended side trip.
For those that may have forgotten, "Suddenly Sunset" is to the tune of "Suddenly Seymour" in "Little Shop of Horrors."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uqh1CQvR1Cg

>>42190966
>>42190954
Good stuff

>>42191434
Rarity likes dresses she almost wears

>>42190966
Looking forward to the next part

>>42191492
Just enough to allow nipslips

>>42192895
Miss Chrysalis: 'Eyes down here!'

>>42193107
I’d obey.

>>42192045

>>42191434
>>42191492
These kinds of dresses are best on her

>>42194203
...or even... breast on her

>>42194402
nice

I hate when writers block hits when I get a night off so I can write

>>42190525
would 69

The workweek's finally over and I'll be able to get lots out really soon.
>>42184093
I like that. I was kind of like that with some genres of music and movies, so I know how someone'd feel about that.
>>42187432
>>42187899
I could do that. How do you feel about Anon being the *only* one who notices her wearing only the apron? Like in that other story you had me write?
>>42188179
The braid looks great on her.
>>42187992
>>42188208
Two pretty good ideas, but i'll see if I can even do the other ones any time soon.
>>42190966
I think Anon could last even longer if he really tried.
>>42195813
I feel ya on that one. Plus the workweek's been some shit too.

>>42196048
>How do you feel about Anon being the *only* one who notices her wearing only the apron/
Sure, that can work.

>>42153450
Where's yo mega link man?

>>42195813
Oh I SO hear you on that!

>>42196048
Candyass is pure Sex

>>42196234
NTA but it’s down. Used to be here: https://mega.nz/folder/ZuQBBQLJ#VLkpz-Ta2dT8A0ixAjvoYQ

>>42196290
She’s got a great figure

>>42183941
>>42183949
Pinkie would always have so much fun showing off her fuckable cleavage

>>42196967

>>42196967
>>42196972
Beautiful

>>42196967
>>42196972
Interesting artist.

>>42196324
Damn

>>42183579
It's real refreshing to see a Cadance green that doesn't involve cucking Shining in some way. Nice to see some creativity on display. Plus it's tapping into that core childhood experience of having a crush on your babysitter.
The sibling's banter is really fun to read, it feels true to life.
Really looking forward to seeing more!

>>42190954
I'm genuinely impressed you're still going at this. I also respect how ambitious you are with this, taking it back to Equestria. You don't see that a lot in fingerbang greens. It's taking the story in a really interesting direction.
I also quite like the use of music, it helps the story feel more connected to the source material. Looking forward to more!

>>42196048
unf

>>42183579
>You were the last one inside, intentionally so, to prove that you're the biggest problem in the house.
>Menacing background music starts playing in your head while you slowly sit back down into the chair at the kitchen table with your brothers on either side of you.
>Both of them are looking pretty annoyed and deflated too.
>Really just kinda hoping for something interesting to do before they have to go to bed soon.
>Your lack of fun has gotten you angry enough to annoy your babysitter anyway, or at least agree to do so after your brothers start throwing a stray tennis ball across the living room and ricocheting it off the far away wall next to the entrance to the kitchen where Babysitter Cadance is standing.
>This method really got a rise out of previous babysitters after enough throws, and there had been some pretty entertaining reactions that substituted for the lack of cartoons to watch and video games to play.
>Those memories you made with your brothers resurface after you start to feel like this babysitter wanted to turn you against your brothers by being nice to you, probably KNOWING the basement room would be empty and acing like it was her fault.
>You're not sure why this suspicion suddenly popped into your head just now, but you've seen enough mind-testing episodes in your shows and levels in your video games that made you wonder if something like that was going on here.
>Maybe she did that to make you go easy on her when you inevitably wouldn't get what you wanted.
>And help her take care of your even louder and more obnoxious younger twin brothers.
>Wood and Forest peer over at Babysitter Cadance, waiting for her brow to furrow in an expression of anger and annoyance.
>She's surprisingly unbothered, and your brothers instantly turn their attention towards you in anticipation of you returning that devious expression promising to punish this babysitter for being the owner of your night instead of fun cartoons you're used to.
>This is the main thing that pushes the suspicion into your head.
>If your video games aren't here this time, why on earth would they be here when it's ONLY you here with no brothers to tell on you?
>Your parents already know how much of a dangerous legend you are, but Babysitter Cadance doesn't know a thing about you.
>Why would she trust you out of nowhere?
>All of these little details might as well be made of helium because they're lifting the corners of your mouth up into that devious grin your brothers were waiting for to be returned.
>Just like that, you're back in the saddle, too smart to be fooled by some girl at the local high school where the big kids go to learn how to be lame like grown-ups.

>>42199201
>Something is ready to explode in your mind, the fuse it lit.
>You're back.
>Menacingly walking towards your brother like the army of elite heavily trained warriors approaching the less powerful militia, you are the cavalry arriving.
>Feeling so elegant.
>Feeling so all over the place in the power and control you would gain over every past babysitter.
>Heart thumping in your chest to the rhythm of electronic dance music you're not allowed to buy off the Wal-Mart shelves yet until you've done enough loyal little chores for a cause you care nothing of.
>You stand before your brothers like a villain atop a black horse.
>Nice time is over, fun time has begun.
>You're a much better thrower than your brothers Wood and Forest, and with the tennis ball clutched in your evil little claw-like hand, entering unknown territory is less scary to you.
>You will NOT let this babysitter's prettiness catch you off guard like a villain waiting to job to the plot where the hero wins.
>That must be her special power.
>You've spread your evil dragon wings just like any other time, despite this new babysitter's attempts to win you over into helping her stop your brothers.
>...But you have no idea how much this theme song of yours was actually hers all along.
>Not caring about that yet, you bounce the tennis ball off of the dark counter top then the kitchen table in a practiced move your younger twin brothers are always amazed by.
>The last babysitter was worried you were going to knock something off of the table with that little stunt, having lectured and scolded you for 45 minutes about you'll be sorry about when your parents found out.
>But that was a long time ago.
>You don't remember a single word of that talk, and Babysitter Cadance doesn't seem to care for more than 45 nanoseconds.
>Maybe she'll care about a minute after you retrieve the tennis ball, ready to be as much of a nuisance of a prankster on that website YouTube just under a decade into the future from now.
>The tennis ball ricochets off of the wall more loudly this time, begging your babysitter to start feeling the stress just as her successors had.
>Not begging, but demanding.
>There's no reaction yet, but you're hoping for one.
>Pass the ball to one brother off of the off-white paint like it's a speed boost in a racing game or something along that vibe.
>Giggling like an evil little idiot, wishing you could sound more threatening in the way your voice sounds.
>Babysitter Cadance only leans against the kitchen counter reading a magazine with a sphere of bubblegum growing from her lips.

>>42199206
>Probably used to nails of a chalkboard or loud dental drills with how long this goes on without her caring at all.
>You and your brothers look on in utter confusion.
>Starting to feel like your time allotted for breaking the babysitter's patience is running out as you run out of possible options in your head.
>What are you going to do if she keeps refusing to care?
>Refuse to go bed?
>Refuse to go bed.
That was a small preview for now, but the time between now and the next update may be faster than you think.
>>42196072
Alright then.
>>42199008
I'll be honest, I haven't heard of a green of that specific kind of Shining Armor stuff, but that's probably because I haven't looked around much. Anyway, a lot's going to happen in both this one and the other Cadance greens that take place far into the future after this plot.

>>42199210
I'd say I haven't seen much with Shining being directly cucked. Though I'd say there is a lot where he's more indirectly cucked by having Cadence have sex with Anon in a green where Shining just isn't really in it even if the assumption is that Cadence is married to him.

>>42199008
Thank you! Yes there are so many parts of the lore that could do with a little TLC.
It's become pretty easy to have fun with the music honestly. At first it seemed a bit embarrassing, but completely on point for the characters. Then the villains needed a weakness...
My favorite way to insert it so far was when Pinkie teased Anon into "Smooth Criminal" and then everyone including Mr. Cake joined in.
Sometimes it's more spur of the moment like using the "William Tell Overture" during sex. (That was decidedly NOT planned!) Likewise "Suddenly Sunset" was just free association, but it worked I think.
Next time I'm going to reference a song you used for karaoke and it's probably not the one you think!

>>42199211
Aww this is so sweet
Thank you drawfriend

>>42199211
Is the script on the orange thing daedric?

>>42199476
yes

>>42199556
Very nice.

>>42199211
Nice

I'd make these kitties purr

>>42201667
I would too

>>42202674
Beautiful

>>42199476
Is that an ancient language

>>42203510
it's a font/alphabet made for the elder scrolls series

>>42199210
>Banging on the furniture couldn’t have possibly been loud enough.
>You feel like you’re up against the evil spirits of mom-and-dadness trying to stop you from having fun.
>By simply stopping you from ruining the babysitter’s peace.
>It’s so apparent and you can feel it, and that absolutely means you’re going to do something about it.
>You will not be stopped.
>You will not be deterred.
>You will not be controlled.
>Remembering how condescending some of those cartoons were about parents being in charge, you override your “small boy metabolism” as one of them called it.
>They’re gonna regret prompting you to bite back much harder than you should have needed to.
>Babysitter Cadance just sits down at a spot at the kitchen table and continues her magazine while the three boys she’s babysitting still have no TV or video games.
>But your siege will not cease.
>You join forces and make the loudest noises you possibly can.
>Something you can’t quite put your finger on is energizing you once more.
>Something about this babysitter’s presence to you is like a full moon to a werewolf.
>You can almost feel the look in your eyes promising a horrible stressful night that no babysitter has survived.
>Like you yourself were drawn by only the most deranged cartoonists that intended for you to be an unhinged problem that babysitter Cadance could never force to go to bed even as the night went on and on.
>Wood would have a turn jumping on the couch hollering at the top of his lungs before leaping down to make room for Forest to have a turn doing the same.
>These two little brats would be such a pain in the neck for you had you not joined forces like three elven kingdoms standing together against the army of the underworld.
>That’s what this is starting to feel like the longer it goes on.
>This happens every time; you and your two younger brothers forget your Wild Wild West rivalries and shift gears to mystical fantasy elf kings with your usual pointy ears and totally not girly looking faces despite being boys who are tough and brave and super powerful.
>Except the vibe that swirls around you three like the fallen spirits of the elders is one of victory and not this current one of befuddlement.
>The daylight fades from your stone cold faces as you ride away from the sunset, feeling as opposite from epic as that sunset being a reversed explosion.
>The confidence you had at the start of this starts to do the polar opposite of what you thought it would do and implode on you.

>>42204486
>Your kingdoms feel claustrophobic as available options for defeating the underworld unwillingly break as fast as their promises do.
>As reluctantly as the acceptance of the lack of success that rises up the horizon to replace the full moon you thought would be there.
>Because Babysitter Cadance doesn’t need ear plugs to shut out your insufferable nonsense.
>She almost looks as though she’s holding back laughter as the three of you amuse her with annoyance tactics that usually had babysitters pulling their hair out by now.
>What’s her secret?
>The next phase is to chase your brothers around the house to initiate what you'd like to call "stampede mode".
>The name for it popped up in your head just now on the fly.
>But the creakiness in the floorboards has been here for years as the sound repeat themselves every time the soles of your shoes press down onto the carpet and/or tile below.
>Babysitter Cadance isn't about to make an effort to chase after the three of you in this house.
>But you're about to make an effort to show your brothers how much faster of a runner you are than they are.
>Catching up to them is the easy part, and taunting them is the easier part.
>However, getting Babysitter Cadance's attention beyond just a few amused glances and giggles still proves to be the impossible part.
>Your two little twin brothers scream and shout just like the little kids they are, while you menacingly follow them to make their voices louder in order to substitute for the energy that'd have gone into yours to make the wallpaper reverberate from your immaturity.
>Stamina can only last for so long.
>And all of your hopes are once again starting to fade away as fast as you were hoping your babysitter's patience would.
>She must be really used to loud noises.
>You've found yourself getting so worked up by how smooth her arms look for some reason, and it energized you to bully your brothers extra hard just in case they thought about double-rebelling and becoming the leaders of this rebellion instead.
>But their exhaustion coupled with the fact that they're about to go to bed really soon as they usually do each night, it becomes easier and easier to catch up with your brothers and mess with them like ruffling their hair or something to anger them.
>Their breathing has become heavier and footsteps across the floor more sluggish compared to before.
>The two little racecars just ran out of most of their fuel, and now run on fumes as the sky outside the window gets dark enough to turn the glass into a mirror as your babysitter turns the lights on.

>>42204488
>As far as you're concerned, your brothers may be out of the fight tonight, but you're still truckin' on like thy never have.
>Or more specifically, peddling on.
>You watch your babysitter sit there at the table flipping through page after page of her magazine.
>Barely paying any mind to you sauntering towards the garage.
>Barely paying any mind to you opening the door, disappearing into the darkness in seconds.
>Barely paying any mind to to ruckus coming from inside the echo-y room.
>But then looks up to find you rolling your bike across the living room carpet moments after reappearing.
>"Whatcha doing with that there?" Babysitter Cadance asks in a quaint tone, lowering the magazine while your gazes meet.
>You spent the whole moment in the garage thinking of something clever to say, having even whispered it to yourself to make sure you don't stutter and ruin your evil little moment.
"Oh, not much. Downhill derby practice." You keep the giggling underneath your voice the best you can.
>Like that'd be a bad thing if she could sense your giggling trying to bubble up anyway.
>It just shows her that you don't give a f-
>"You gonna do that outside? It's a little late for that." Babysitter Cadance continues.
"Not too late for inside." You make the sharp turn towards the front room with the rubber tires squeaking across the hardwood floors almost loudly enough to interrupt you.
>You have your head turned, but you can almost FEEL how worried Babysitter Cadance's face must look right now.
>She's probably about to stand up and try to stop you, showing that she's finally affected by your dumb little antics that have got to be stopped.
>You fully expect he scene to start up while you're on your way up the stairs, with enough noise to let your brothers know that you have finally won he battle for them.
>Toppled this babysitter's patience on their behalf.
>You're barely strong enough to get your rather small bike halfway up the carpeted flight of stairs with your skinny little noodle arms before Babysitter Cadance finally appears right behind you.
"Heh, problem, officer?" You joke, trying to look as smug as you can to imitate another cartoon character who would have gotten away with robbing a bank by now.
>Do your best to not pay much mind to how she looks, as that's for some reason making you feel weak in the knees out of nowhere.
>Are all the other high school girls who are just a few years older than you this pretty?
>You always thought they'd be unappealing to you, but something weird is happeni-
>Don't focus on that...

>>42204489
>What is she even gonna do to stop you?
>March up these stairs and wrestle your entire BIKE away from you?
>That'd be funny... having that thing loudly crash down the stairs as a result.
>That'd be hilarious.
>So hilarious when she still tries to haul you up to your room to throw you into there and punish you.
>Probably picking you up and holding you up against herself...
>With certain... things... happening a little bit.
>Wow, wouldn't that be so hilarious?
>Your excitement supercharges your strength into getting your bike to the top of the stairs in a new record that'd leave your brothers awestruck for days on end.
"Don't worry, miss. I'm a professional." You try to bellow as loudly as possible by the time you've rolled the back tire over the top step.
>"Ooh, you're gonna do something to impress me?" Babysitter Cadance crosses her arms.
>Two things happened.
>She showed that she's not against you riding your bike down the stairs... and she crossed her arms.
>Something happened during this moment in both of these things that threw you off guard and jumbled your inner narrative, derailed your train of thought and eroded the smug grin off of your face with a wave of confusion...
>You didn't expect babysitter Cadance to be okay with this.
>...And you really like what happens when she crosses her arms... for some reason...
>"Come on down! Come on! Come!" Babysitter Cadance waves you down the flight of stairs as you turn your little vehicle around to lean the front tire on the edge of the top step.
"I uh, only if you say please!" You desperately think of a way to try to regain the upper hand in this exchange.
>Babysitter Cadance walks over to a small decorative chair and gently drags it to the side. "I'll move this out of the way for you. Can't avoid getting caught if you break something, eh?"
>The owl outside from before hoots even more dow that nightfall has arrived.
>You'd have expected the kind of girls you see in those toy commercials playing with dolls and little plastic ovens.
>You'd have expected her to react all angrily at you for being rowdy and disturbing her peace babysitting you.
>But she's... encouraging you?
>You get caught up in the moment, really wanting to make a spectacle out of the character you're putting up.
>With a battle cry of pre-emptive victory, you position yourself on the bike and careen down the uneven stairs much faster than you're used to doing it.
>Feeling the consequences of your mistake already, your expression turns frightened before you're even halfway down the stairs.

>>42204490
>A mindless feeling overtakes you as you lose balance and feel like you're floating.
>As if you're going "heh yup, i'm about to get hurt really better, buckle up, me" for the split second between your ass leaving the bicycle seat and your ego leaving the clouds.
>A loud crash makes your brothers raise their eyebrows and rush over, the pitter patter of their tennis shoes feeling ever-so-light compared to how it felt slamming your body against the floor like a WWE wrestler.
>Now, the bodyslam itself wasn't so bad due to your foot landing first and taking most of the blow your bodyweight delivered a tiny fraction of a second afterward.
>You just KNOW something horrible happened to your ankle.
>But there's enough time between it happening and your brain processing the searing agony for you to steel yourself into pretending it didn't hurt that much.
>...The act lasted however many seconds it took for your bloodcurdling scream to drown it out.
>Gee, how could this happen?
>Should you have a reason later tonight to run... you will not be able to.

>>42199211
Neat stuff, I like it. Especially the texture you used.

>>42204491
Cadence about to catch a negligence case lol

>>42204610
>>42204491
Sounds like a good time
Well done Anon!
Still won’t get those vidyas back.

>>42202674
She’s very cute grown up

anybody got the other versions of this?

>>42206216
I guess the kemono page isn't update yet huh
damn
so sick and tired of when artists do this

>>42186380
Adorasexy even

Hi, I once requested a nude edit of Sunset Shimmer (and got it delivered) here.

I have moved (back) to the /trash/ Edit Thread since then in order to request further edits, including naturally sagged breast while maintaining the same size (among others), and recently got one.

https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/trash/image/1650/05/1650050497557.png
(NSFW)

While I could notice some changes, the editor there failed to make her breast not to defy the gravity.

So I'd like to request here that Sunset Shimmer is given a naturally sagged breast.

You can remove the background or give a new one, if you have no idea how to deal with it.

>>42206519
naked apron is so based

>>42188179
forgot to upload the AJ versions

>>42207360

>>42207360
>>42207362
Very cute!

>>42206250
he password locks the zips.

Warning: NSFW
https://desu-usergeneratedcontent.xyz/trash/image/1646/86/1646868162196.png

Could someone remove the remaining parts of clothing off this humanized Rarity, and apply some gravity to her breasts? The zero-gravity boobs are weird as fuck, you know.

But if redrawing the breasts is out of your capacity, or if you are busy right now, you can just remove that part first. Boobs with correct physics can wait, I guess.

"Thank you Pinkie." I said. "Well then, since everypony seemed so interested when I mentioned something was embarrassing, I'm taking that to mean no one is SERIOUSLY upset about the conundrum?"
>Rarity answered "No darling. Not only were you up front about it and willing to have a discussion, you showed no hesitation about letting Sunset read your memories. You conducted yourself in the utmost of good faith here and I firmly believe you had no intention of being with anyone other than your marefriends. Also I have to concede Applejack's point about it being likely any of us might have innocently done the same. We would certainly hope for forgiveness in that event, so we can extend it to you here."
My voice cracked as I said "Thank you so much!" and I started crying as I hugged each and every marefriend.
>Pinkie then asked "But Nonny, what did you mean by 'we would realize it anyway'?"

I gently sang “I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies you heard the night before"
“And though it's just a line to you, for me it's true, and never seemed so right before”

>At first my girls were stunned. Then they started with various levels of laughter and the odd squeal thrown in.
>Princess Twilight looked confused and said "I'm lost."
>Sunset stopped giggling and wiped a tear from her eye and said "The short version is he just pulled a reversal on all of us. Good one Anon! But the extended version takes us back to the sleepover I wrote you about. As you recall, he went in there clueless about us all being interested in him right?"
>Princess Twilight said "Yes. And you explained how you planned to fix that and it obviously worked."
>Sunset replied "But behavior like being clueless doesn't just instantly change. It took work on all parties involved after the fact as well. And not every one of his new marefriends was willing to just say 'It's time for your pants to come off now.' So we came up with something different."
>Rainbow said "Laugh if ya want. But that worked!" And Anon had to nod in agreement.

>>42209394
>Sunset conceded "Yes but as I was saying, not everypony could do that. What they COULD do was drop a line or two from their karaoke song that night. Which would cause Anon to remember they sang that at the sleepover. THEN he would remember what ELSE we did at the sleepover and become much easier to, ahem, manage. Well Anon just dropped a couple of lines from HIS karaoke song on us to let us know what we were going to,... notice, from the conundrum."
"Alright," I said, "That gives us something to look forward to tonight. But right now it's the middle of the morning on a Saturday. There are a few ways to go about this, but I propose that it will make things easier here if Twiggles and I, as well as the rest of us, are introduced to the local townsfolk. Last time I got spotted by a few folks during wing and horn practice and we had to hold a public meeting to cancel out the rumors that started."
>Princess Twilight said "We could do that. But it would take time to set up though."
"Right. But I was thinking we could just do a walk and talk around the town instead." I said. "It gives folks the impression that we're approachable and easy to talk to. And as we tell and retell our story, we can break the monotony with musical numbers."
>The collective response to the suggestion of musical numbers was "Huh?"
>Princess Twilight said "Anonymous, while heaven knows I LOVE singing, normally it requires the right mood and inspiration. Counting on that to happen at the drop of a hat seems a bit impractical."
"For original songs, I agree with you 100 percent Princess Twilight." I said "But what I'm thinking of is more like.." And as I started to flounder, I realized who could help me translate the idea. "Hey Sunset. How would you describe Disney songs here?"
>Sunset said "Hmm, like set choir pieces I think. Disney huh? Good call Anon!"
>Princess Twilight asked "What is this 'Disney'?"
"A very large company back where we come from." I said. "But in this context, what's important is they have a long history of putting out child friendly movies. Some of which are actually quite good. And all of us have grown up watching them, so we know them already. But I think it's quite understandable if you want a sample before signing off on the unfamiliar idea. So Ladies, I have a question to ask all of you.."

>>42209396
>In unison they asked "Yes Anonymous?"
"Do you trust me?" Then I played the video with my Alicorn power as we all sang along for the Princess.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXTLJmYsaUQ
>Princess Twilight said "Oh that was wonderful everypony! Songs like that will certainly entertain! The only comment I have is the human form might confuse them if it's sprung on them like that."
"I agree and you have a fair point that we did that part out of order. Normally we introduce the human form with the picture we took when we announced to CHS that I was dating these seven lovely ladies." And I projected that picture for the Princess.
>Princess Twilight said "Yes I think that works better as an introduction. Any other pictures or videos that you like to use?"
"The list of videos is very extensive and even with me cherry picking the best and most appropriate, it could take days. But there IS a significant set of pictures that sometimes comes up. The CHS Manga Club drew up a version of the cartel ambush that brought us here. I generally start AFTER our escorts were killed and Rarity was wounded."
Princess Twilight said "That's an interesting choice. May I ask why?"
"Of course." I said. "It basically comes down to my morality. I don't know lots of details, but you folks have your share of conflicts over here as we certainly do in Canterlot. That said I would feel like I was being a rude guest if I brought knowledge of our weapons over here without an actual reason to do so. I don't want to play any part in making conflicts here more deadly if I can easily avoid it. Like I said, it feels wrong."
Princess Twilight said "Well I suppose I should thank you for that. It's good to hear you thought this far ahead."
"In a related vein, I plan to duck all questions regarding how things run here." I said. "Because folks look at this body and see an Alicorn and will give weight to my answers that I do not feel I have earned. Basically as part of trying to be a good guest, I don't want to cause undue disruption for my gracious host."
>Princess Twilight then looked to Sunset and asked "You girls only had a single week to train him on Equestria. HOW is he this advanced?"
>Sunset could only shrug her shoulders in response "It's not anything WE did I'm afraid."
"It's my background hobbies having an effect honestly." I said. "Far less time for them now, and I'm VERY good with that, but I used to read a lot of fiction where travel to other worlds by various means was not an unknown topic. Sometimes these stories would focus on the consequences an unaware person could unintentionally have. So it's basically the combination of prior nonspecific knowledge and that I want to be a good guest and neighbor."

>>42209399
>Princess Twilight burst out into laughter for a bit and then looked at Sunset and said "NOW I see what you girls were talking about when you said he puts a lot of effort into everything!" And then to me "Alright, let's see this manga then." with a smile.
>And so, with the Princess satisfied, we set about the walk and talk around the village. Towards the evening in the town square I projected the movie Frozen for anypony who wanted to watch.
>Zecora happened by about midway through and we greeted her, briefly explained circumstances, and invited her back to eat at Twilight's afterwards. There we were able to properly explain circumstances and confirm how a copy of her had already helped us. We verified that she had the same knowledge and thanked her.
>Then it was time to retire for the evening and as before, Sunet gave us all a lecture on the Equestrian birds and the bees and we got on with the evening. Later, when I asked, they all agreed that my extra experience was distinctly noticeable!

>>42209400
Hello everypony!
This time we get to see our Anon stepping up into leadership with the confidence the time bump has given him! And yes I repeated the song and setup, but sometimes if it ain't broke, ya don't fix it.
Coming up in round two, we'll meet Sally again, see what the Crusaders are up to, take a different approach to that pie contest and finally talk to Princess Celestia!

>>42209409
>>42209400
Good update

>>42208707
>Golden bikinis
Nice!

>>42206519
Hot

>>42210893
>>42211266
>>42211602
nice

Anchor for the full nude edit of two different Cogbrony pics.

Here are what I've been requesting, by the way.

1. Remove the top from Wallflower blush.
https://cdn.twibooru.org/img/view/2021/4/21/2432984.png

2. And merge the following images to remove all clothings and cowprint from both Sci-Twi and Fluttershy.
https://cdn.twibooru.org/img/view/2021/4/10/2342648.png
https://cdn.twibooru.org/img/view/2021/4/10/2342650.png

As always, if you need references for the way the artist draws nipples, switch your booru filter to either "Maximum Spoilers", "18+ R34", "Everything" or similar, and search for:
--------------------------------------------------
artist:thebrokencog, -edit, sideboob, nipples

>>42208961
damn that sucks

>>42209672

>>42212728

>>42208961
It takes a while to get someone.

>>42213099

>>42209409
Oh wow I didn’t know you were still writing this
Good job keeping this going

>>42212728
>>42213099
>>42214069
sexy nerd

>>42186168
>We never heard from this anon again

Could someone reupload the story list in the OP? The file got deleted.

Also, does anyone know where to find the complete version of RagiSemi's Equestrian Renaissance?

>>42214749
Rip.

>>42214619

I'd roll for Pinkie as Hu Tao

With all this hot nerdy girl posting, I shall contribute
As Dr. Magnus Pyke would say
https://youtu.be/V83JR2IoI8k?t=101

>>42215452
Those are adorable lil ghosts too

>>42215452
Hu Tao is pretty based.

>>42215740
She’s cute

>>42215740
>>42215781
A pity that the only other remotely related pic is this of EqG-fied Hu Tao
She would get on so well with Pinkie

>Hu Tao huh? lemme see...
>barely 20 tags on derpi. ain't no way this is gonna work
>proompt anyway
>it actually works
this model has some really random stuff in it

>>42199210
>Alright then.
Is the Cup Cake story ready yet, Grey?

>>42216283
she's so adorable!

>>42215781
I lurked a few previous threads here and found that She's also cute in spnati

>>42216738
>spoiler
What

>>42215521
I like

>>42217208
It's a reference to an adult game that often has a thread, but not currently, on /aco/. Not going to say more on a blue board.

>>42217394
Sounds like fun.

It’s sister saturday

>>42216283
The outfit looks actually accurate

>>42218245
Nice

>>42218219
sweetie belle filled out nicely

while I continue with writers block and a broken tooth have the inspiration for teenage Bitchy Heart

>>42219505
Cute selfie

>>42219113

>>42220013

>>42220015
Man I still waiting to get access to his mega collection, I dunno where else find all his pictures

>>42220176
I’m sure it’ll be back soon

>>42218203
>>42218206
>>42219505
I just realized, how old are the girls (at least canonically)? They're still in high school, so it's likely they're not even 18 yet.

>>42220451
Does /fb/ like expansion?

>>42220459
>expansion
Only the effects that hot EqG have on my dick

>>42220500
Temporary or permanent?

>>42220725
>Temporary or permanent?
_____yes_____

mmm, underrated Flutterbutt

>>42220319
It makes for a fine theoretical discussion in many ways with several points having bearing.
[Important disclaimer. If you're writing a story with them that has sex in it, just make them 18 and save yourself hassle.]
The 1st assumption to propose is that CHS is a 4 year high school and not a 3 year.
The most important clue to relative ages is the presence of the Crusaders of course, who are MUCH smaller than the HuMane 7.
Going in the other direction, I've spotted at least 2 students that should be older, Big Mac and Maud Pie.
But the simple fact is all of these characters were just shoveled in from the other show.

>>42221331
I'd say I don't think them being over 18 is super important. Especially in text. Maybe the only limit there would be them not being young enough it would fit better in the /jdb/ thread.

Please post the images that are more than suggestive and/or with significant nudity on the NSFW humanized MLP thread at /trash/ (when there is one). Such images include:
- Exposed genital(s) (the most obvious example)
- Heavily exposed breasts (whether nipples are also visible does not count)
- Bare back that implies exposed breasts
- Exposed buttcheeks; and
- Main hero(ine) in a suggestive pose that implies existence of a genital.

>>42221378
Your sad backseat moderating bait was stale the last time you posted it here. Please think of something new next time.

>>42221403
ERP bots are a thing.

>>42221863
Okay, and?

>>42221878
You can and should check if an anon is an actual bot.

>>42221917
If you’re baiting, please step up your game.
If you’re being serious right now, boy am I thankful I’ll never be as deluded as you.
God damn dude.

>>42221937
You mad?

>>42221943
Hang on now, you don’t know if I’m a bot too. Can’t be too sure, right? Bots can’t get mad lmao

>>42221378
>>42221878
>>42221937
Samefag.

>>42221955
I mean, yeah the second two are me. That’s just me talking to presumably you. As for the backseat mod autist, he’s not me but I don’t mind you thinking he is anyway. I honestly thought he was you until this post so I guess I was wrong.

>>42221329
Beautiful ain’t it

>>42221553
I really like this pic

>>42220176
Didn’t derpibooru create that tantabus.ai site specifically for hosting all the ai pics people might want to have a searchable gallery for? That wasn’t that long ago I think, and you can use the tags just like derpi, except in place of the “artist” metric in the search function is “prompter”.

>>42222898
That's right, but in this case no one bothered to upload them there either. Twibooru has some of them but only 41 images.

>>42223335
Damn that actually kinda sucks

>>42223976
Haven't seen much of autumn blaze

>>42224402
Classy

>>42224890
Haha, you said "ass".

>>42223335
Maybe he should go and upload them there. In case the next mega gets taken down.

>>42199210
Still there, Grey?

Does anyone here have the old Canter Calendars from 2013 and 2014 and can throw them up on catbox or something?
I swear I got them from Spike el Clopero (RIP) back in the day, but they aren't on my thumb drive I stored all that stuff on.

>>42225865
glad i caught this before it got deleted, fine stuff anon

>>42224764
Have a little more.

>>42225473
>>42225647
>>42226289
Anyone got anything on these paywall artists?

>>42226374
Do you think leakers have relied on others to update parties?

>>42226517
The guy asking for Uotapo stuff here seems to believe that unless I’m mistaken

>The next morning, when we wandered out of our room, the Princess announced she had a surprise for us. Today's walk and talk would be in nearby Cloudsdale and tonight we would stay at an inn there! It seems the Princess already knew a spell that would allow non-pegasi to walk on clouds and she would cast it on the appropriate girls and me if needed.
>Sunset and Rarity had separate errands to perform today and would catch up. Sunset was setting up for us to visit her parents and all Rarity would say is she wanted to do some work with her local counterpart after she took some measurements of me in my current Alicorn form.
>Cloudsdale had been mentioned in my prep work in passing, but I didn't know a lot about it. I knew that, somehow, everything there was made up of clouds and Pegasi had no problem walking around there. Back "home", the idea of walking around on water (vapor) was generally reserved for religious figures.
>I was mulling this as our group boarded the balloon airship from Ponyville. The operator mare was quite chatty as she filled the trip with various facts and figures about Cloudsdale. She was probably trying to put her best hoof forward because two of her passengers were Alicorns.
>And as an Alicorn, I should have no problem walking on the clouds found in Cloudsdale. In point of fact, my two Pegasi marefriends had specifically requested to spend some "special time" with me on a cloud before we left home. But back in the portal, we hadn't gotten around to that before I was ejected. In point of fact I had yet to confirm that I could actually walk on a cloud for myself.
>And yeah, I knew that the Princess would help me if I somehow found myself in trouble and both help rescue me and cast a spell to let me walk in Cloudsdale if needed. I trusted the Princess to do exactly that with no doubts. But there was something I was having a hard time pinning down bothering me as we all listened to the balloon operator go through her routine.
>Now that I thought about it, it seemed VERY odd that I hadn't fulfilled my marefriends request back in the portal. There were probably several times we might have done this including over the Yak plains where interruption was basically a non-issue, yet it hadn't happened. It was even odder that it had taken me this long to notice it. Normally doing what they wanted was my highest priority. I mean, sure distractions could and did happen, but that had never actually prevented me doing things for them before. Very odd indeed!
>Suddenly Pinkie asked me "You're being quiet Nonny. Whatcha thinking about?"

>>42226967
"Oh sorry." I said. "I'm just thinking about how, back in the six days I was in the portal, I didn't even test if I could walk on a cloud. That's just really unusual for me when you consider I knew how important it was to both Rainbow and Fluttershy. I don't like to fail you girls of course, but to not even try? That's pretty weird for me and I don't like it. Feels like something is off with me I guess?"
Rainbow spoke up and said "Sounds to me kind of like pre-game jitters. If that's the case then sticking to your plan and powering through it is the way to go."
"Heh, you might be right about that." I said. "Thank you Rainbow."
>Rainbow said "No prob dude." with a confident smile.
>And soon enough we arrived at the Cloudsdale dock. The dock was wide and long enough to accommodate large amounts of cargo in addition to passengers. My marefriends got off and I was following them when I just,.. stopped at the edge of our gondola.
>Twiggles and Applejack were the first to notice. Applejack said with a smile "C'mon Anon. We got folks to meet!"
"I-I'm trying." I said in a somewhat small voice. "My legs don't seem to want to move."
>All of my marefriends had stopped and turned to face me, the desire to be helpful visible on their faces. Meanwhile the Princess and the operator were amicably chatting away and seemingly oblivious.
>Twiggles said "Well, if you want, I can just lift you off."
>As her horn started to glow, Applejack held up a hoof in a gesture for her to stop. "Wait on that please." the self reliant mare said. "This feels like something he needs to work out. But of course he has our support!"
>After a moment, Fluttershy gently approached and asked "Anon, is there anything we can do to help? Please let us know what's going on inside your head?"
"Mostly I'm a bit frustrated that my legs don't want to seem to move." I said. "After that, there a small amount of being embarrassed by how silly this is. But I'm coming up blank on the core cause."
>Fluttershy softly replied "That's ok Anon. We've got all of the time you need because you accomplished our important research already. But I don't want to pressure you so I'm going to wait on the other side of the dock and be there when you're ready." Then she turned and gently walked to the railing on the far side and swished her tail as she waited.

>>42226968
>When her tail started to swish, my eyes widened and I locked in. I also started to slightly fidget with my forelegs. For some reason I was reminded of the sleepover when we were going to the hot tub and I asked where Rarity was. She called out "Yoo hoo!" and when I looked, she was facing away from me and bent over the hot tub controls in a manner I could now say with confidence was 'presenting'.
>Fluttershy then called out "Hey Rainbow. I think I see something you'd like to look at over here." And Rainbow went and stood next to her and after a moment, her tail started swishing in time with Fluttershy's tail.
My eyes were still locked on those swishing tails and my forelegs started doing very small steps in place in a light rhythm.
>Pinkie Pie, having figured out what was happening, declared "Oooh! I wanna see!" as she bounced over to the other side of Rainbow and just openly GRINNED at me as she started swishing her tail in time with the other two.
While I was still ultimately stationary, I was raising my forelegs decidedly higher and my pace had quickened a bit. I was also taking deeper breaths.
>Applejack and Twiggles had finally caught on and joined the formation and started swishing in time with the others.
In response to this, my behavior was anything but cool, calm, and collected! My breathing was rapid, deep, and I was openly snorting! I was somehow doing a full trot in place! It was all I could do to keep myself from unsheathing!
>Fluttershy looked back at me and smiled in her bashful way.
>I reared up and charged onto the dock towards my marefriends! Barely noting the dock was solid beneath me when I was suddenly surrounded by a lavendar glow that stopped me and a very small raincloud moved above me and started to drench me. The sudden cold shower helped to calm me down rapidly as I naturally analyzed what was keeping me held in place.
>The evidence told me this was the Princess holding me and not Twiggles. In addition to the raincloud, the field holding me was applying specific pressures to areas of my legs to keep them still. That was informed by a lifetime spent as a pony. Twiggles, by comparison, would just apply an all-over pressure and hope for the best.
"Thank you Princess." I said with a smile. "I do believe I needed that!"

>>42226973
>The Princess said "You're welcome Anonymous. I'm just gad you calmed down so quickly and didn't fight it." as she released me and dismissed the raincloud.
"Fight YOU?!?" I said with an involuntary chuckle. "Oh heavens no! I'm WELL aware that I will lose any contest with you that goes beyond words. I mean, if you're inclined to be generous, I've been an Alicorn for a whopping eight days! I still have only the barest idea of what I'm capable of here. Heck, you probably could have easily beat me while still a Unicorn. I.. oh wait, that's it. I think I figured out why I had difficulty trying to walk on a cloud."
>The Princess let the rest of it slide and asked "Oh? What was the difficulty?"
"It was a psychological problem with how I see myself in short." I said. "There are a couple of layers to this, so we'll start with my desire to see myself as a generally humble person despite everything that's happened to me. I mean eight or nine months ago I was this shy and scrawny kid who was trying to get through a new school without attracting attention and only wanted to occasionally interact with the odd teacher as required."
"Then as you know, I met all of these fine ladies and started learning everything they would teach me. That was the first, but very manageable, challenge to my humility. Mostly due to Applejack's fine example."
>Applejack asked "Me?" right on cue.
"Yes Applejack, you." I said. "When it comes to humility and general strength of character, I assure you that you are quite inspirational."
>Applejack blushed and said "Aw shucks Anon. I don't know what to say to that."
"Well being praised for humility is something of a paradox so what you've said is fine." I said with a smile. "Next big challenge to my sense of humility was the ambush. Now that was obviously a life or death situation, so any traits that would limit me, like humility, were discarded for the duration so we could all get out of there alive. But that was only temporary."
"And when that was over, my marefriends were honest to goodness superheroes! And my humility had to reconcile that with the fact they still treated me the same. Heck, they gave me a bit MORE respect because now they knew I could join them in a fight without slowing them down! In fact, an idea I had was an actual asset to them! All good things, but not really humble."

>>42226976
"And then just last week, it didn't feel humble at ALL to get up onstage in front of our fellow students and basically say 'Y'know what? I think we can all agree I've already mastered public speaking. So we're going to let our protégés tell you what happened.' So my humility has been a building issue. Then we FINALLY come to walking on clouds. Twiggles, can you tell us, in the mythologies of our world, what kinds of beings live on clouds?"
>Twiggles was caught a little off guard by the question but gamely rallied with "Well what comes easily to mind is ancient gods and angels."
"Right." I said. "So figures of divinity then. What about walking on water?"
>Twiggles replied quickly with "That is equated with a well known messiah figure."
"Thank you Twiggles." I said. "Another divinity figure then. And here we finally get to the conflict that paralyzed me. Humble colts do NOT claim to be divine, so walking on clouds is a bit to far."
>The Princess said "I think I get what you're saying. This is the kind of thing that Sunset normally helps you with right?"
"Yup." I said. "But she can't be around ALL of the time. Fortunately for me my marefriends are ALL capable and resourceful folks! Rainbow tried first of course, and it's important she knows I remember that. Then we come to THIS little ringleader." I said as I pointed at Fluttershy.
>Fluttershy seemed to have put aside that she was VERY involved and said "M-me?"
"Yes you." I said with a bright smile "You figured out how to challenge whatever issue I was having with something I wanted MORE by casting some simple and universal magic.
>The Princess kept her expression carefully neutral as she asked "How do you mean Fluttershy cast magic?"
"Well I'm taking some figurative license of course." I said while still gently smiling at Fluttershy. "I mean the kind of magic that happens when a boy looks at a girl and the girl wants the boy to look at her. Some of the simplest magic there is."
>While I had locked eyes with Fluttershy, the Princess said to Twiggles "He does this all the time doesn't he?"
>Twiggles asked "How do you mean?"
>The Princess replied "Not three minutes ago, he was having a crisis, and now he's one of the smoothest talkers I've ever seen. I'm betting this happens a LOT." Then she addressed the group "Alright folks! It's time we move this walk and talk along before I have to grab another raincloud."
>And so our day proceeded on without further incident.

>>42226985
Hello everypony!
This was a lot of fun to write once I had the ideas. Hope you enjoy it!
Next week we do a "Meanwhile, back in Canterlot" segment to check on the Crusaders. And we get a surprise MC for that as well!

>>42226998
>>42226985
Nice

>>42226315
She’s cute

Back from the dead:
https://mega.nz/folder/su40BawQ#VLkpz-Ta2dT8A0ixAjvoYQ
Warning: NSFW, AI filth, quality all over the place and all that jazz
Haven't had time to add new stuff yet

>>42227230
Thank you!

>>42227230
I particularly enjoy your Celestias

>>42226374
Maybe not

I couldn't help but notice some of the posts resemble posts in the femanon thread(s).

I couldn't help but notice some of the posts resemble posts in the tomboy thread(s).

>>42228342
>puts “couldn’t help but notice” at the beginning
Shit, that means it has to be true.

i love soft wallflower.

>>42228932
Nude edit when?

not even mewing can save that weak jaw

>>42229171
Who cares about her jaw?
I want her back.

>>42229171
mewing is cringe

>>42221987
>when you tell her your degeneracy

>>42229171
She’s literally me

>>42228932
Would kiss

>>42229698
And poke

>>42227230
Welcome back

>>42227508
Very inviting

>>42229201
Back as in returned or back as in her back?

bump

>>42227230
more anal pls

>>42230140
>>42230144
>>42230148
>>42230150
>>42230157
love this gal

>>42231273
Back as in back 2 back

>>42226998
This has nothing to do with Fingerbang but I loved your Flutterrape green. Trixie is based.
>>42227230
>stacked Scootaloo
>Rarity with other girls
>Wallflower stuff
>that one of Celestia with the cock on top of her crown
holy unf

>>42233527
That guy is evidence that not all aifags are bad

>>42234545
>tfw won't get dried by her

>>42234682
I wish I could too
>captcha: GTA20

>>42233527
He wrote a FR green?

>>42235061
Yeah it was a quick one off called "Trixie's Magic Box."
https://ponepaste.org/10820
Hope you enjoy it!

>>42235228
Neat, thanks!

>>42228236
>>42228342
Why in the FUCK would they choose to post in here?

>>42235408
Those anons must be psychic, best not to question it

>>42236602
>miiside Lyra
Need

>>42236931
Damn I couldn't even tell.

>>42237367
Cute

>>42236081
I miss edit threads.

>>42237709
Do you really?

>>42237723
yes.

>>42237706
Moody

>>42183566 (OP)
The humanized/eqg thread died.

>>42238092
There was a thread on /trash/? Why didn’t you link it here?

>>42238765
Love these two

>>42238092
Huh?

>>42238236
the regular OP does.

We really need some smut of Stellar Flare seducing Sunburst's friend behind his back.

>>42239653
I think it'd be even better if Sunburst inadvertently made it happen.
>Sunburst using Anon as a buffer to put space between himself and his overbearing mom
>The more time Anon spends with her the less time she spends nagging him
>How could he have known things would get hit and heavy between them?

>>42239668
*Hot and heavy

>>42239668
>Sunburst inadvertently made it happen
And he doesn't find out until he catches Anon on top of Stellar, both completely naked. Before that, Sunburst is just confused when Stellar repeatedly implies just how "helpful" Anon is despite how heavy the real implications are.

>>42239698
Also something with it.
>Anon tries to keep her occupied to help keep her off his friend's back
>Yet, he has no idea what to talk about with her
>So things get quiet and awkward quickly
>He ends up doing stuff like staring at her chest
>His awkwardly trying to spend time with her and wandering eyes gets her convinced the reason he's doing this is because he has a huge crush on her
>She gets aggressive on him and goes full sexually frustrated cougar on him

>>42239744
Additionally with it just because.
>Once she believes Anon has a crush on her she practically NEEDS to believe it's true
>This is the only real prospect she's had to get laid in a long time, and she needs it bad
>Surs he's her son's friend, but she really doesn't have anyone else lining up to bang her
>Not like she wants to go to a bar or something to find a guy
>In fact, him being her son's friend might make it BETTER for her instead of a reason not to fuck him

>>42239653
>Stellar Flare
She is very Ara~ Ara~

>>42239991
Possibly even the most Ara~ Ara~. Especially being a single mom.

>>42204491
>---
>You just feel absolutely humbled now.
>No way to ride your bike, play video games, or even really stand up to do a whole lot at all.
>It's unbelievably frustrating resting here on the living room couch like someone falling asleep watching a movie.
>Having to cancel in your head the big moment when you show Babysitter Cadance who really is the boss around here...
>Any comfort in these cushions is overshadowed by the fact that your ankle hurts like crazy and has a nasty looking scratch on it.
>Babysitter Cadance herself looks genuinely inconvenienced, rummaging through one of the cabinets in the kitchen, hands weaving through various medical supplies before grabbing a box of bandages.
>Great, now you have to cooperate with her, or else she'll tell your parents what really happened and get you into even more trouble.
>So now you feel down and out like a losing boxer, simply enduring the ordeal of your defeat that drags on and on and on.
>Your boiling rage is contained by the pot of your exhaustion, not voluminous enough to spill over the edge... no runneth-ing over for you tonight, mister.
>"I'm just glad you only got hurt there and not your head." Babysitter Cadance rests herself beside you, soon grabbing your leg suddenly. "I should've made you wear a helmet, at least."
>You flinch reactively to her hand suddenly making contact with your bare skin after she rolls the bottom of your pant leg up.
>Her fingers are cold enough to send a chill up your leg then up your spine, but the chill feels warm in a weird way after it reaches your spine.
>Warm in such a new way you cant quite identify. So almost scary but definitely new.
"H-hey! I said I'm okay!" You finally repeat again after a pause, already forgetting how many times you told this lie.
>"If I don't treat it now, I'll get in even more trouble than you. Now hold still." Babysitter Cadance holds the disinfectant spray in one hand and your ankle in her other hand.
>Wood and Forest stand over at he other side of the living room, giggling at you while this babysitter makes you struggle to retract your leg away from her grasp while demanding that you hold completely still.

>>42240133
>"Oh hush, stop being dramatic..." Babysitter Cadance says to you while aiming the little funnel of disinfectant spray at the large scratch on your leg, making you wince in initial pain before the chill takes over on your skin where it happened.
"I said I was fine though!" You say to her before adding, "Being dramatic is all I do!"
>"I noticed..." Babysitter Cadance gives you a look before starting to wrap the gauze around your ankle.
>She looks over at your two younger twin brothers, who each giggle at your misfortune while not yet old enough to understand how it could be anything but a bad thing.
>Meanwhile, Babysitter Cadance's touch on your leg sends a shiver straight to your core now that she's holding you in place by your leg, making you feel funny in ways you don't understand.
>She almost seems disappointed that she couldn't have you go upstairs and play video games, and instead has to baby you down here as you lie on the couch like a wounded animal in her clutches.
>"You're not allowed to leave this spot for the rest fo the night, mister." She scolds you, making sure her voice is loud enough for your brothers to hear her clearly.
>You're not sure why she's clearly getting them to laugh at you more, not understanding her ulterior motives involving them being satisfied enough not to tell on you as soon as your parents are back home.
>Her scorn towards your "honor" may be staged, but your reaction to it is very much real, all packaged into a sneer of betrayal on your face that makes your brothers begin to cackle like a couple of evil little witches.
>Give your brothers a look that promises they'll be strangled Bart Simpson style by the time you're back on your feet and able to catch them on foot again, but they don't take it seriously.
>"And you two." She adds. "I don't want to be bothered any more tonight."
>You're not sure why there's a part of you that's keeping you from lashing out at this girl... she's straight up siding with the enemy here (despite the fact that you all teamed up against her like an hour or so ago).
>At this point, you don't even know what's going on anymore; all you know is that your have an ankle that's at least sprained, you're stuck doing nothing for the rest of the night until you go to bed.
>And you wish you were more able to get angry at her than whatever trance you're being put under for as long as she's holding your leg still in a way you can't admit to yourself that you kinda like.
>You start to simply immerse yourself into the texture and feel of the couch with nothing else around you to focus on.
>Lack of outlets for you to have fun with has gotten you pretty much totally out of your mind.
>Great, now there's nothing going on, might as well just watch whatever is on the boring channels on TV.
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More soon.
>>42216313
I'll be doing this too. Just about to get started for doing things the whole week with these greens.

>>42240138
Neat

>>42240138
Very nice! Anon's confusion is great!

>>42239568
So this one wasn’t his?

>>42239471
No more school dress code I guess

>>42225800
I want to say those are archived somewhere but I can’t confirm for sure myself because I actually don’t know if they are.

>>42237709
If you want people to start making edits here just say so

>>42240699
>>42241220
>>42241409
Very Nice

>>42240138
Can’t wait man

>>42227508
Celestia is just too good, can't make a bad image of her
>>42230666
ty anon

>>42243532
Unf this is so damn good

>>42243532
I love the way you portray Celustia as a sex goddess. More of her in stockings & heels, please.

>>42243792
>>42243532
But more of the EqG in revealing outfits, heels etc can't do any harm though.
Except to our libidos
Rarity is so boner-inducing here

>Meanwhile, back in Canterlot...
>It's late Monday afternoon and it's a sunny day with a stiff breeze from the East. You are Big Macintosh, Big Mac to nearly everyone, and having finished your chores, you decide to check on how other chores have been done. This is because while your sister Applejack is away in another dimension, her chores are to be handled by your youngest sister Apple Bloom, and her friends Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Billy "New Boy" Blanks.
>And to put it mildly you had concerns about that. Now they were good kids overall, but they had a way of losing focus and letting things get out of hand.
>At least that HAD been the case. As you looked over the results of every chore on their list you found they were done to a high standard. Perhaps not quite as good as Applejack might have done it, but it was also their first day in complete fairness and this was far better than you had honestly expected.
>The reason must have something to do with New Boy, who was being mentored by Anonymous. Big Mac recalled when Anonymous had first come around to help tutor Applejack in Physics. He was shy, and seemed scared of Big Mac in particular, but also determined to try his best. Turned out Anonymous wasn't scared of Big Mac per se, but acting that way had been a useful survival habit at his last school.
>Anonymous learned how folks in a decent place like Canterlot acted in time and did better. He also stuck with tutoring his sister and her D in Physics turned into an A!
>Nowadays Anonymous wasn't shy or scared, but he COULD come across as intense. His time in Canterlot had been a whirlwind of learning absolutely everything he could. Including the healthy living style of the Apple family and their moral fortitude.
>Anonymous had assured New Boy that you were a great guy that he could learn a lot from. So Billy treated you with a stiff respect and very often called you "Sir". And he listened to you with an intensity that echoed Anonymous's own.
>Apparently this was enough to bring some focus to the group if today's chores were anything to go by. Tomorrow's lessons would focus on fine-tuning rather than starting from the ground up again as he had feared. This made Big Mac happy.
>Having finished checking on their chores reasonably quickly, Big Mac set out to find where the kids were now. Soon he heard bits of singing coming from the barn. When he got there, there were signs outside the door indicating hazards and danger. That had the ring of something kids might do if they were doing something they shouldn't.

>>42244069
>So Big Mac opened the door outwards and as he came in, one of the kids FLEW BY HIM AT HEAD HEIGHT into a pile of hay. When he looked in the direction the kid had come from he saw New Boy holding his backpack in front of him and Apple Bloom and Scootaloo together a few steps behind him. None of them showed signs of inappropriate behavior like hickeys or kiss marks and they were fully dressed.
"What in the heck are you kids getting up to in here?" you asked loudly.
>New Boy answered with "Training sir. That's why we put the signs outside to warn folks."
The signs had been legit and proper then. "You did put them out there and that's on me I'll allow. But what are you training for?"
>Sweetie Belle, walking out of the hay and seemingly unhurt, said "The Cartel."
>Scootaloo said "They didn't get Anon last time, or the girls."
>Apple Bloom said "So they're coming back again."
>New Boy finished the thought with "And we want to be ready when they do."
NOW their focus on the chores made sense! They would get the most time for their training by doing the chores right the first time! "Kids," I said in a calm tone, "I need to make this VERY clear. You are supposed to run away at the first sign of the Cartel!"
>New Boy answered with "Sir, I one hundred percent agree and we WILL run if we have the chance. But it's entirely fair to mention that at the theater they surrounded us first to prevent that. And there's no reason to think they won't do that again. I won't put your sister in danger sir, but if danger comes and we can't run, then we need other options."
I had to think on this for a moment. None of what he had just said was wrong. Normally surrendering to folks with guns was the better path, but in the BEST case, the Cartel would enslave them and force them to be prostitutes. But more likely, since the Crusaders could break their brainwashing, they might just outright kill them. Neither was acceptable. The kids were right. They might need to fight. "Eyup. Show me how you're training then. Let's see if I can help."
>The kids broke out into big smiles and eagerly explained their ideas. They said they could really use my help to practice the second part of the maneuver, but something sorta stuck out to me...
"New Boy, I gotta ask, why are you holding your backpack in front of you like that?" I asked.
>New Boy responded with "Sir we've always used our backpacks against the Cartel."
"I see." I said. "But a hammer isn't the right tool for every job is it?"
>New Boy's confusion was obvious when he replied "No it isn't sir."

>>42244071
"That's right." I said. "Now the backpacks were good for bathroom security sweeps where someone might surprise you from close up. The shield it gave was worth the sacrifice in speed and mobility there. But at the theater it probably kept you from being able to react to that lady that jumped over you. How heavy is that thing anyway? Let me see it please."
>New Boy replied with "Of course sir." and handed it over.
I didn't struggle with it, but it was heavier than I expected. "What is this, about twenty-five pounds?" I asked. "And I'm guessing you weigh maybe ninety-five? Yeah it's robbing you of speed and reaction time that's one of the few advantages a smaller fella like you has. So like any tool, use it only when you have a use for it." And I handed it back to him.
>As he took it back, New Boy said with a smile "That makes good sense! Thank you sir!"
During the talk about the backpack, the girls had suddenly started looking anywhere else but at New Boy and I. "Girls." I said "Do you know why his backpack is so heavy?"
>Scootaloo met my eyes and answered "Yes sir. It's because when Anonymous introduced us, he asked US to look after Billy as the older girls had done for him. One of the things we took that to mean training up his body too. We can't do exactly the same thing because Billy is still growing where Anonymous was mostly done, but a heavy backpack will make him stronger and build up his endurance until he's ready for more intense workouts."
"So y'all are thinking long term?" I asked. "I will admit that's a pleasant surprise. Alright, well we got about twenty minutes until Granny rings the dinner bell, so let's do your training."
>The Crusaders responded with enthusiastic cheers!
>After grace was said, Granny asked "So how did they do on the chores today?"
"Honestly pretty good." I said happily. "I'll go over some fine details tomorrow to get them to perfection and I'm sure they'll get there."
>Granny said "Oh I'm SO glad to hear that! You kids are becoming such hard workers. That will pay off in life. You'll see!"
>In unison the Crusaders said "Thank you ma'am/Granny!"
>That's when Granny asked "Now then, what were all of you doing in the barn?"
>The girls and Big Mac froze, but New Boy just up and said "We were training ma'am." like he was talking about the weather.

>>42244074
>Granny casually followed up with "Well isn't that nice? What were you training for? Was it that singing competition coming up?"
>New Boy said "No, but at some point that won't be a bad idea. Ma'am the plain fact is we were training a move to use in the next Cartel attack. Now Big Mac here told us, as I suspect you're about to, that we are to run if they attack. And I promised him we will if we can. BUT it can be fairly said that last time they surrounded us so that we couldn't run. There's also no reason to think they wouldn't do that again."
>Granny asked "Now did Anonymous have anything to do with this?"
>New boy seemed to consider before speaking "I think you could say he contributed? See, back on the night we were in CPD custody I had a couple of minutes to talk to Anon before the girls came over. And I asked for advice on how we could have handled that lady better. He said she totally outclassed us in terms of experience and the only way we stand a chance is to attack her in a way she won't expect. But that if we did DO that, we would have to keep hitting her until she was totally down. She's not like a school bully. Show her ANY mercy and we lose!"
>Granny paused a moment to take it all in and then said "Well the best thing I can say Billy is you are learning to speak your mind honestly and respectfully. Nothing you've said there is wrong and it's impressive from a boy your age. Yes I want you to run if you can. But if you can't then I want you to do just one thing."
>New Boy asked "Yes ma'am?"
>Granny said with unexpected force "Give them hell!"
>Everyone responded with "Yes ma'am/Granny!"

>Returning to Equestria with our normal MC Anonymous. Having been rejoined by Sunset and Rarity, the night at the Inn in Cloudsdale went very pleasantly. Rainbow and Fluttershy were especially happy they didn't need to feel guilty nopony else could spend a night with Anonymous on a cloud thanks to the Princess's spell.
>The next two days were spent visiting Sunset's parents and Mary and happened the same as they had in the portal. This left us with an extra day before the Ponyville Fair, so we chose to visit a school today with the Princess along as well.

>>42244076
>The schoolhouse was a one room affair that reminded me a bit of the one in the "Little House on the Prarie" TV show. Except it had play equipment outside of it and a generally brighter color scheme.
>I was pleasantly surprised to discover the teacher was Miss Cherilee. The version of her back in Canterlot taught my history class. We had a brief conference with her outside before we went inside to meet the kids. (Basically Miss Cherilee wanted to meet the strangers before allowing them into her class.)
>Then we all went in and Miss Cherilee addressed the class of around twenty colts and fillies. "All right class today we're going to welcome some very special guests! First is our very own Princess Twilight Sparkle! And she has brought with her today some visitors from a VERY far away place! A place where many are VERY similar to folks you know here in Ponyville! As I understand it Sunset Shimmer was once a student of Princess Celestia herself."
>Miss Cherilee continued "But she got herself in some trouble and ran away through a magic portal. Princess Twilight Sparkle followed her and wound up in a strange place where she met versions of her friends from back here in Ponyville. She made friends with them and fixed the trouble that Sunset Shimmer had gotten into. Then Sunset Shimmer, who had seen the error of her ways, was left in the care of the Princess's new friends while the Princess returned."
>"Since then, Sunset has helped the Princess several times in different matters. Eventually another version of the Princess came along and joined them. We'll call her 'Twiggles'."
>Twiggles waved to the class.
>Miss Cherilee was almost finished "And then Anonymous, who as you can see is an Alicorn here, came along and these girls all decided together to be his marefriends."
>Most of the class said "Woah!" but there were three exceptions in the front row scowling faintly. Three very familiar looking exceptions.
"Oh my." I said. "Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle. You don't look very pleased at all. Can I ask why?"
>Apple Bloom responded "Y-you know our names? How?"
"Well that's easy." I said. "Can you imagine a place with versions of Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity withOUT versions of you? Back home they call themselves the Crusaders."
>Scootaloo said "Well we're the Cutie Mark Crusaders here."
"Cutie Mark Crusaders. Got it!" I said.
>Sweetie Belle timidly asked "They're not here to replace anyone are they?"

>>42244081
"Oh heavens no." I said calmly. "I mean, this is a wonderful land, but there's no place like home. Plus,.. can I share a secret with you?"
>The girls were now hooked and just nodded.
"The portal we have to go through to get here changes us to look more local." I said. "I've only been an Alicorn for five days!" I had to pause for their reaction and then I asked "Would you like to see what we look like in our home?"
>The entire class said "Yeah!"
"Normally it's pretty hard to describe." I said. "But my horn has the power to display pictures or videos I've seen. So this is the picture that was taken when we announced we were all dating at the beginning of the semester." And I showed the announcement picture and enjoyed the reactions.
>"They walk on TWO legs?"
>"That looks awkward."
>"What's that on the end of their forelegs?"
>"Are those teeth SHARP?"
"You guys have GREAT eyes!" I said. "Yes back home we are omnivores. Which is a fancy way of saying we can eat meat as well as plants. So yes, some of our teeth are sharp and some are more flat. The things on the end of our forelegs are called 'hands' and as you can see they have several smaller offshoots we call 'fingers'. We use these to manipulate tools and do fine tasks without magic."
"Also, yes we walk on two legs. And I can see how you might think it's a bit awkward. but what I'd like to do is show you how some folks dance back home on two legs. Does that sound fun?"
>A chorus of "Yeah's!" was our answer.
"Ok. I can do that." I said. "But I'm going to spend some time first describing what you kids are about to see. Oh also, Miss Cherilee, may I please use the blackboard?"
>Miss Cherilee said "Yes, of course." with a smile.
"Thank you Miss Cherilee." I said. "As an aside, remember kids, no matter HOW far you travel, things like 'please', 'thank you', and good manners will ALWAYS be useful. Now the name of the song I'm about to play is 'Uptown Funk'. I don't want anyone to misunderstand that." And I wrote "Uptown Funk" on the blackboard.
"And the video is a lot of small parts of dances from very old movies that show how dancing on two legs can work. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1F0lBnsnkE

>>42244085
>Afterwards the kids gave a long round of appreciative applause.
When it died down I said "So glad you kids enjoyed that! Before we move on, are there any other questions?"
>Apple Bloom raised her hoof and was acknowledged "So why are ya here then?"
"Great question! And there's a couple of ways to answer that." I said. "We came to Equestria because we needed to do important research and Equestria was where the answers we needed were. We came to this classroom because I feel that the portal kind of makes us neighbors in a way. And good neighbors should introduce themselves properly and keep tabs on each other in case someone needs help. Now who's ready for a full movie?"
>Another chorus of "yeah's!" answered that question.
"Awesome!" I said. "Now this is about a simple farmgirl in a place called Kansas who is not having the best day. She decides to take a trip but comes back when a storm appears. She takes shelter in her house, but the storm picks her house up and flings it over the rainbow! When she comes out of her house, she finds that she is in a very different place and almost nopony looks like her. It's called 'The Wizard of Oz' and I loved it when I was small."
>After the movie was finished we bid our farewells to the grateful class and I eventually noticed the girls looked a bit happy and smug and knew I was expected to ask why.
>Sunset answered with "It's because you were wonderful with those kids Anon. That makes us think you're going to be a good father as well. Which means we all picked a great special somepony to father our kids!"
"Well, while I can say I wasn't thinking in strictly that direction, I AM glad you liked it." I said. "I mean, I really was only going for a long lasting good impression on those kids for the neighborly reasons I stated. But yes I also want to be a good father to all of our kids as well and I also think all of you will be great mothers."
>Sunset then asked "Mmm, are any of you other girls getting the urge to swish your tails?"
>The Princess and I BOTH responded in unison "Please don't do that in public." Then we looked at each other and shared a couple of blinks and everypony laughed.

Hello everypony!
I hope everyone enjoyed this segment, but I realize I keep referring to past events in the story and that might be off putting for new readers. So for those that might not know, this story is being updated regularly at https://ponepaste.org/10501 which is also listed in the OP. So that's where to go to understand references like "The Announcement Photo".
In other news, Big Mac gets an appearance today and as a MC! (I sometimes use alternate MCs in this story because Anonymous can't know everything I want the readers to know. Also it's fun to surprise folks!) And the Crusaders understand there will be another fight already and are trying to be more ready than they were last time.
Meanwhile there's no need to retell the segment with Sunset's parents and Mary if it goes the same as it did last time. And putting Anonymous in front of schoolchildren is fun because they have no filter.
Next week should be our last in Equestria as the pie contest difficulties are dealt with and we get an interview with Princess Celestia that sets up important elements for the epilogue before we get to the final battle and proper end of the story.
You already know it's going to be a WILD ride!

>>42244133
Looking forward to it Tuesday!

>>42240350
>>42240479
>>42243324
The ponepaste has been updated now by the way. https://ponepaste.org/10750
>>42227230
>>42243532
Oh yeah, and since I forgot last time, welcome back genfren.

>>42245169
I was thinking to ask if you’d update it

>>42245920
She’s so pretty

>>42245109
I hate how I love this cringe ethot

>>42245247
I welcome how spicy these two are

>>42245109
SEX WITH VIGNETTE

>>42246958

>>42247146
Honestly? Hot.

>>42247230
I think it's better when unexpectedly assertive Flutters gets the upper hand on him.

>>42247146
Requesting nude edit with fully visible breasts, nipples and vulva.

>>42247511
the great and powerful booty

>>42244093
>Anon is that cool teacher who just shows movies in class
based

>>42242599
I want people to start making edits.
Happy?

>>42248732
NTA but yes

>>42247910

>>42248732
I’m sure people will start making edits but you could also start making them yourself too, good ones or bad ones.

https://twibooru.org/1935845
https://twibooru.org/2431995
https://twibooru.org/2646739

>>42250161
good stuff

>>42250161
I remember this I think

>>42250867
>he left before drawing Glori

>>42251025
Huh?

>Workin’ 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin’
>Barely getting by, it’s all takin’ and no givin’

>>42251513
Office sex

>>42245920
That’s one fancy bike rack she’s leaning on

>>42251927
Ironically, when I looked around Derpibooru, there was no image of humanized Fluttershy as an office girl having sex in an office.

This is from a game? Where’d you get the 3D if I may ask? >>42202066

>>42252555
It's from derpibooru, number is in the filename. (take away the -1 from it)

>>42253123
nice butt

>>42253456
>Starlight Glimmer
Oh yes. Very yes.

>>42253726
Yes indeed.

>>42253456
>>42253726

>>42247146
Is that the only version?

>>42251513
Damn she’s hot

>>42255386
summer school is in session

>>42256037
I love how Shonuff44 makes the EqG so titlicious & T H I C C

>>42256061
I 1000% agree, it's great.

Another Celly since I really liked this one for some reason
>>42245169
Thank you, and damn fine work with the greens
Have had some time to go through what you all have been writing and it's kino

>>42256800
Beautiful cleavage

why didn't anyone tell me there was an all MLP channel on Samsung TV plus that plays everything(G1, G2, FiM, PL EqG) 24/7?

>Dance Magic is currently on, finally confirming that they play everything.

Anyways I'm finally working on some Alanamous. I hope to have something tomorrow night.

>>42257633
I didn’t know about it either.

>>42257633
Where do you live? It's not available in my country.

>>42257826
Nice Rarity in Wonderland.
Here's Luna as a more Goth Alice if she were in a certain game by he formerly of id Software, American McGee

>>42257826
Cute

>>42257788
US, Southern California not that I think that matters.

Nevermind on the Alanamous update, got called into work early today so no time to finish what I had written.

>>42199210
>Grey
Is the Cup Cake update ready yet, Grey?

New Cadence idea.
>Getting put in detention by a possessive Cadence after you ignored her or showed interest in a different girl/woman
>In detention having to write, "I love Cadence! Cadence is the only woman for me!" over and over on the chalkboard
>Cadence won't let you leave until she's sure she has you're completely devoted to her

>>42257826
>>42258111

While we're on the subject of this cosplay...

And another.

Fluttershy pic from: https://www.deviantart.com/twilite-sparkleplz/art/descend-1123958842

Twilight from: https://www.deviantart.com/ponymaan/art/Twilight-in-Wonderland-1169460568

>>42259683
Any Sweetie Belle? I feel like she fits the role perfectly.

>>42259687
I may have that commissioned by one of these artists at some point. We'll see how it goes.

>>42259687
Lol she does

>>42260184
Adorable

>>42240138
>>42245169
>"Do you want me to play fantasyland with you two?" Candy approaches Wood and Forest, fixing to keep them pacified long enough to outlast whatever energy they have left.
>The two of them look at their nearby basket of action figures and little plastic bin of bionicles that's been placed higher up where they can't reach due to their own respective punishment that's still lighter than yours.
>Their eyes light up when the realize (in their own imaginations at least) that yet another babysitter has surrendered and is willing to play their games with them.
>Candy's approach is entirely platonic here, mainly just aiming to keep these two at bay until they tire out again and make some time and space for her to deal with the one laid up on the couch in the living room.
>"I'll be the knight and you can be the archer!" One of the young boys says to Candy, handing an action figure to her.
>"Why does she get to be the archer? I wanna!" The other twin complains.
>"It's okay, you two, I can be the princess in the castle if you want." Offers Candy with a warm smile. "Do you both want to be archer knights?"
>"Archer knights?" Each of them peer up at Candy quizzically, a little confused. "That's a thing?"
>"You can wear the best armor fantasyland has to offer, and you can fire arrows at the other armies too. While protecting me in the tower"
>"...Can't you protect yourself?"
>"Yeah! You're older than us."
>"My, how thoughtful!" Candy plays along with brightness in her tone. "You're both right. I'm a very powerful princess!"
>"Yeah, and we defeated you!"
>The two young boys erupt into a series of giggles and giddy glances.
>"You both certainly did!" Candy just smiles at them, humoring them. "And now I'm helping you fight the evil army of giants from the mountains!"
>"Yeah! We're joining forces!"
>"Down with the giants!"
>They both triumphantly raise their fists in the air as their babysitter Candy further encourages their childish little antics
>In their minds, Babysitter Cadance is the defeated and redeemed princess in the highest tower enlisted by them to help defeat the incoming hordes of evil giants from the mountains (stairs) they're imagining while readying their imaginary bows and arrows.
>In Candy's mind, she's Venus and these two are her adorable little cupids having as much fun as they can to tire them out quickly and help themselves and eachother go to bed earlier so she can then go to the living room and act upon her true ulterior motives that has nothing to do with them:

>>42260810
>Their older brother moping on the couch, grumbling to himself.
>As she briefly plays along with their silly little game, something becomes apparent.
>Candy can't help but notice that these two seem to be completely identical twins.
>Like, perfectly identical.
>To the point where they might as well be clones.
>Huh, that's odd.
>Oh well...
>Anyway, you're sitting on the couch while all of this is going on, barely paying attention to it.
>Channels 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28 and 29 are all blocked.
>Everything below those were boring stuff you have zero interest in.
>Channels 30-48 are sports or some news channel, or whatever cooking show that was on.
>Channel 49 is static with a blurry image of a well in the woods briefly appearing; you have no idea what that was about.
>At some point, you settle for just leaving the TV on a random channel for background noise while you mope on the couch, wallowing in your dumb little injury like it wasn't your own fault.
>Some channel with soap operas.
>Babysitter Cadance soon hangs out in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of applejuice, listening to electronic music in her headphones while Wood and Forest are still off pretending to be Lord Of The Rings characters together or something without her now, already arguing again over who has the stronger magical attack.
>This distant altercation reminds you of the very thing that led to you resting on this couch to begin with... your argument with your friend about whether wizards can play electric guitars.
>...Like... really?
>That pointless argument?
>Do either of you even still care about what your respective sides of that were?
>You're still grounded either way, which annoys you to no end.
>Feelin' like you gypped yourself.
>Turn your attention away from the TV screen to find the tail end of Babysitter Cadance having just snuck a glance at you from the kitchen over the half wall.
>You know she was just doing so, but there'd be nowhere to go with it if you addressed it now.
>But you could have sworn there was a smile being beamed your way while you weren't paying attention, but in a surprisingly non-mocking way.
>In fact, almost in an impressed and amused kind of way... those two words to describe it don't do a good job at not contradicting one another, but it's what you're sensing.

>>42260811
>From the perspective of now the hallway, Candy has stepped through the doorway to get a better look.
>From the perspective of lounging on the couch minus the cartoons, you notice Babysitter Cadance making no attempt to hide her presence.
>And it kind of strikes you inside in a weird way.
>She smiles, and you hold your own smile back, surprised to feel it trying to happen.
"...Hey?"
>"Hey. You alright? I'm worried about you."
"Yeah..." You feel the evidence of the extinction of the previous anger in your voice. "Thanks though, Cadance."
>"You can call me Candy."
>There's a long pause after she said that.
>Her warm smile makes you feel all tingly inside, just as much as her smooth shoulders do... how is she so able to weaken you so much by just standing there doing nothing?
>"I'm sorry if that was a little, out there..." She finally apologizes, reading the awkwardness on your blushing face.
"It's alright." You surprisingly answer without even thinking about what to say.
>Her gentle stare feels like a calm hand on your shoulder, patting you slightly to reassure you that everything's alright, and that she's only here to be extra friendly to you.
>And that she's not even mad about earlier.
>And that she's really just concerned about you, as she said.
>"Sorry, I probably have homework to do soon." Candy says to you suddenly.
>And then she walks away, leaving you wishing she stood there longer.
>As random as that was, you... didn't hate it as much as you wish you would have.
>Part of you forgot there was a TV screen even in front of you.
>There was another part of you that was angry that you gypped yourself into getting grounded over the dumbest argument with a friend about wizards and guitars.
>And that part of you must have gone fishing.
>You feel really... silly inside.
>Silly and clumsy.
>After a few minutes of Candy's absence, you finally come down from a trance you didn't even know you were under, not sure if you're rising up from it or dropping down from it until you remember which way is up.
>Are you ashamed?
>Why did you suddenly ask yourself that?
>Is it because you weren't in control of...
>Look down in your upward facing palms, feeling like you're holding a dying something in your arms you'll never get back now that you're not a little kid anymore.

>>42260813
>Like the ceiling is opening up to let rain pour all over you to emphasize dramatic effect.
>Soaking you in a feeling you can't just shake off of yourself, making your clothes droopy and heavy, making you too unable to stop yourself from slipping and falling when walking around even if your ankle wasn't sprained.
>It may be late evening, but it feels like it's morning after the ending of a thunderstorm.
>The wet leaves outside look like the leaves from The Wizard Of Oz after everything turned colorful.
>In this nighttime living room, you feel like you're still in grayscale, feeling a pressure to join the world around you to join Candy in the vibe she just tried to start up with you.
>But you're not ready yet, still having a lot to learn before you jump into what you don't realize is beckoning you forth into being a man.
>And now you're sitting here looking at these old people on the screen.
>It's a bunch of old people sitting in a room together, you have no idea who they are.
>You almost imagine that this show is supposed to be a gag where the episode itself is about the target demographic these kinds of shows are usually for.
>Or at least people just a decade younger than where it begins... but it doesn't take you long to begin getting invested in this episode as it continues.
>You're stuck on this couch anyway, might as well.
>In two cushiony chairs are a middle-aged man and a woman, looking around 60 years old.
>They're talking about how they want to make sure they say the right words when their long lost friend enters the den they're lounging in.
>"He's still going to want to... you know... savor a little bit of his pride even now." The man begins to suggest. "Let's not bring up anything that would... you know..."
>"Yeah... it's gonna be quite a moment. Shouldn't bring up anything that'd remind him of... you know who." The woman glances over to the door.
>"Do we just... talk about our past before her?"
>"That'd be hard to do but we'd kind of have to. I don't want him to start thinking something's wrong."
>"I'm sure we got this. We'll be careful."
>It's a really hard conversation they're about to have with someone about to enter the room.
>Soft piano music begins to play as the two let their hands meet on the arms of the chair, giving one another reassuring smiles of comfort and confidence.

>>42260818
>Smiles that can only come from decades and decades of marriage and trust.
>Their whole back and forth just now was mostly them just being nervous in the moment of finally seeing this person again after however long it's been.
>You raise an eyebrow at the screen.
>The cheesy soap opera continues.
>The two of them sit in their chairs for a little longer before a door opens, punctuated by dramatic music as they turn their heads.
>In walks another middle aged man, lanky and nearly decrepit looking with droopy bags under his eyes, looking like he's been homeless for years.
>Camera shots between the two parties here alternate between the lanky man's concerning posture and the couple's concerned glances they share.
>Music plays as the lanky man finally sits down after looking like he's wondering where he is for a couple of seconds.
>It's clear that he's not all the way there, but everyone's gonna try their best.
>He stares at the other two older people for some time before one of them finally speaks first before he does.
>"Hey..." The woman gives him a sad little smile. "Long time no see..."
>There's vibe in the air that had this conversation happened earlier, there'd have been more crying, but now everyone's just so done and accepting of it all, ready to just at least end things at a foot less bad than it could've stayed had they not met in person again while still alive.
>The lanky man has already done all of his crying before, now just an emotionless husk who's too done to even be angry anymore.
>"I guess I..." The lanky man suddenly speaks, his voice deflated and exhausted sounding. "...have a lot of explaining to do."
>"Well..." The other man starts.
>The elephant in the room is the fact that these three have never all been in the same place in person for so long.
>"I... want to start off by saying that you were right. I was wrong." The lanky man looks down at the floor as the words finally stumble out of him decades late.
>The other two immediately catch that there's no avoiding the topic now, so they might as well just go with it since he initiated.
>But they let him continue on his own merit for the time being.
>"I wish I could have stepped up sooner and saw how serious my mistakes were." The lanky man says to his former friend. "I should have known better. I did it to myself."

>>42260819
>There's a lot more being said between their brief little statements, powered by memories of missteps and undertones that came from locking horns over a horrible dispute decades ago.
>In between this conversation is another silent conversation being held by their eyes and body language alone.
>Everyone in the room knows what it means, and this had been a long time coming with obstacles of stubbornness delaying it.
>It's been so long before they were willing to let a mediator convince them to meet in person somewhere and put to rest what's been keeping them up some nights.
>"My behavior was inexcusable. I was so awful to you two, you didn't deserve any of that." The lanky man makes a face and sucks his lips in. "I didn't want to admit it at the time. I had too much pride, I thought that... she was all I was ever going to have who mattered..."
>"Look, you don't need to be so hard on yourself about it anymore." The other man says to him. "I just want closure at least."
>He pauses before continuing.
>"If there's anything I should admit, I now know how sensitive you had become back then. You always had your defenses up over her."
>"They had no reason to be up like that. It's my fault for not seeing the warning signs. Sam had a point, that woman was nothing but trouble for me... I should have known better."
>"That doesn't change the fact you had the courage to try to divorce her first." The woman joins in, careful not to say the ex-wife's name. "She manipulated you into being under her total control, it's not like I can't see how hard that must have been to cut ties with her. That counts for something at least."
>"We both understand." The other man agrees. "It didn't help that we kept hurting your pride about it. None of us were communicating in the best way we could have."
>The lanky man sniffles with a gaze out the window, thinking about the next alimony payment he's going to have to make. "Well, I was certainly the worst out of all of us."
>"That... may be. But we could have seen that she'd have made you take it way too far, because she had already been manipulating you for a while beforehand."
>"You don't have to apologize for that... it's my fault I let it get that bad in the first place." Insists the lanky man.
>"Well... look, she was your first." The other man brings up. "And that means she meant something special to you. It may be too late to go back now, but... I'm glad you mustered the strength to admit all this."

>>42260822
>"Also, you still have time to find someone." The lady reassures the lanky man. "It's never too late to settle down with a new partner out there."
>"What happened to you doesn't make you less of a man as long as you acknowledge that it was your fault. And you have. That's always a great first step."
>"I should have talked to you two about it so many years ago. I always wanted to blame her, but... I still loved her so much even after she walked away. I don't know why I let myself wait this long to apologize."
>"We're not mad at you anymore, Ian. We just want to make sure you're okay now."
>There's a long pause before the lanky man's face starts to contort and his broken voice begins to break even more. "I can't believe I let her ruin my whole life..."
>"Listen, man. This doesn't have to be the end. Like Hila just said, you can still find someone. It's not too late to turn the rest of your life around." The man pats his former friend on the back between the dejected sobs. "It's okay, we're barely active on like either anyway."
>"Is it true... that I was a lot better as a virgin?" Croaks the lanky man with tears welling up in his eyes.
>"Come on, that has nothing to do with this. I mean, look at us." The other man refers to himself and his wife both trying to console the lanky man. "We turned out great, and so did Max, remember? You just ended up getting caught up in a bad relationship. It can happen to the best of us."
>"Yeah, Ethan's right. What happened was you had a bad romance, that's all. It could happen to the best of us. She was a manipulator, and in all the worst ways, but there's plenty more women who aren't like that at all."
>"Yeah, like that Lady Gaga song 40 years ago, it was a bad romance. She manipulated you and you lost control.
>"I should've knows she was like that."
>"It's too late to go back now, the best thing you can do for yourself is try to get things settled out with the courts. We'll be available if you need help, if that means anything."
"...What the fuck am I watching?"
>You sit on the couch with your eyes glued towards the screen, finding this to be a particularly deep show for the current year of 2008, as though it's predicting something.
>Absent-mindedly stare at the screen without even noticing the obnoxious disruptions from your younger twin brothers.

>>42260823
>Meanwhile, these two little scamps occasionally passing by the TV screen have no regard for any of that soap opera drama on the TV screen.
>As far as they're concerned, they're racing one another along a winding racetrack.
>Using their renewed burst of late night energy to their best advantage.
>Ready to settle it once and for all who owns this city of race cars.
>Their minds have all of the little designs and abilities of their respective sports cars laid out in their imaginations.
>Painting the insides of their skulls like Neanderthals in caves with daydreams of being night racers, in cars painted all sort of cool colors on the outside.
>Forest and Wood scream and holler as they travel from room to room to room, imitating gears shifting in a manner what they imaginatively call "going vroom to vroom to vroom".
>The poor city streets weren't ready to host such an intense rivalry between two nighttime racers that paint dark skid marks onto the asphalt over and over again with each lap, knocking trees over, crashing through bus stops and phone booths, etc.
>The arenas they duel in are complicated areas of weaving streets lined with rows of buildings and short walls and trees, limiting how wide each of their drifting turns can be.
>They've already forgotten that they're being babysat at all.
>Reverted back to just having fun.
>These twin brothers have been rivals their entire lives, competing to finally see which one was the cooler one, which one was the faster runner, which one was the smarter one... it never stops.
>Year after year.
>It simply does not stop.
>Just like the never ending race they're both engaged in against one another.
>Careening through sharp turns and crashing into walls.
>Making a bridge hum from the rugged growls of their fast cars.
>Zooming through tunnels that go deep underground at a neat slope and watching the line of overhead lights rush over their heads through the sunroofs.
>Listening to the screeching tires echo through those same cavernous tunnels off of the white brick painted green by that same row of overhead lights running right down the middle of the cobblestone path they're bumping into one another across before firing back into the night like a shotgun firing both rounds at the same time beforelandingontheroadan...
>Both young boys have their imaginations running extremely wild faster than they can process it all.

>>42260825
>The real thing riding shotgun is their awareness of their actual surroundings, leaving them in control as they emerge out of the tunnel in the side of a mountain side-by-side.
>The roars of each engine escape their lungs as they imagine what an adult could only describe as high-speed bumper cars on crack.
>Both ambitious twins understand that each of their respective racing crews' reputations are on the line here as they settle the score to see who is the better driver.
>Highway dividers separate their bumper cars match and and turn it back into a race where each only tries to get ahead without hitting the other driver.
>It simply does not stop.
>It's not long before their street race is interrupted by the cops.
>Flashing red and blue lights illuminate the street behind them as the divider between them is finally passed and they can crash into one another to ensure 1st place again.
>Except no one even decided where or what the finish line is; looks like the real winner of this is going to end up who had the most fun.
>So now each of the twin drivers are trying to throw the other off balance from the street to make them get caught by the advancing cops who are trying to ruin the fun and throw the perps in jail.
>A large pile of moneybags and diamonds are miraculously imagined into the back seats of each car, now completing the task of having each interior seat accounted for regarding who or what is in it.
>Both fast cars swerve across a parking lot with burnt rubber kicking up smoke to use as a cover from the cops seeing them.
>Both racers take the secret back path out of the parking lot before the multiplying cop cars can notice.
>The dirt path leading out of the abandoned parking lot makes the ride bumpy enough to nearly catapult each driver out of their seats, but the smoother city streets soon save the day and provide a new escape route to drive off with the stolen money and diamonds from the bank.
>"You got left behind!" One driver swears.
>"Nuh uh, that was you! You got caught!" The other responds.
>They both crash into one another as they enter one of the on-ramps to the highway, giving eachother mean faces while pedestrian cars try to zip out of the way before being dragged into this mess.
>Even through their rivalry, they're just having too much fun to hate eachother for more than a few minutes at a time before working together to escape the advancing flashing red and blue lights of the cops.

>>42260826
>They have to think fast and be quick on their feet pressing against the gas pedals and brakes.
>Enemies having to work together; sibling rivalry.
>After rounding another winding curve in the highway's extent, the two drivers are face to face with a police roadblock they both agreed is right there in front of them with spike strips and all just waiting to deflate their tires and end the race.
>One driver decides to try and ram through the roadblock while the other decides to spin around and see if he can maneuver his way around the several police cars chasing him and escape into the other direction down the highway.
>Both of these differing attempts prove to be successful due to their perpetrator stating so after the fact.
>"My way worked better!"
>"No mine worked better!"
>"The cops totally got you and you got taken to jail!"
>"No I got away and you got caught and taken to jail!"
>The two hyper-imaginative twins resume taunting and making mean faces at one another before the cops return to being on their tail, forcing them to have to drive together down the beach area of the city.
>Swerving off the road and hitting palm trees then swerving back on only to knock over rows of parking meters on the sidewalk.
>In a galaxy far far away from the hyperactive imaginations of Wood and Forest, a vase embarks on a free fall off the rounded wooden edge of a nearby table.
>This vase is very very breakable, and the floor that's quite a ways below is solid tile.
>A hand catches the vase just in time before disaster strikes.
>Candy glares on at the two boys still running around playing cops and robbers, wondering where the hell this extra burst of energy came from after they spent so much time playing cowboys and indians in the backyard.
>Boy is she glad she's only going to have to watch over these two of this one night, and then the next babysitting session is reserves for only her and their one older brother.
>But this nearly disastrous occurrence will not go unpunished; too inconvenient for Candy to deal with, and she steps forward towards that shelf from before.
>She knows all too well that these boys are far too young for her to deal with in a way she recently discovered.
>They still have several years before that could ever become a possibility; there's nothing like that even going on in their heads yet.
>And with that, Candy pulls out the small plastic bin of legos and bionicles.

>>42260828
>Meanwhile...
>"No, I won!"
>"No you didn't, I won!"
>The two twin brothers shove one another back and forth, endangering that previous abnormally high rage to come out again before the potential rematch is cancelled by Babysitter Cadance's voice.
>"Yoohoo!" She sets the bin down onto the floor. "Time to stop playing cops and robbers, you could break something."
>Both of the young boys look on in glee, then at eachother in glee before scrambling to the bin to be the first to get their grubby little hands on the figurines they like the most.
https://ponepaste.org/10750
There BETTER not be any typos this time.

>>42244133
Another fine update. Looking forward to the next one coming out later tonight if it does.
>>42245721
>>42256800
Thank you! I hope I'm not late. Also, you do damn fine work with the ai stuff, genfren.
>>42258111
Loving how that theme matches.
>>42258864
I'm almost done with it. Going to try to get the whole story out in one go so it doesn't back up my queue.

>>42260829
Kekked at the soap opera scene

>>42260829
>I'm almost done with it. Going to try to get the whole story out in one go so it doesn't back up my queue.
Cool, can't wait.

>When we returned to the Princess's place, there were some Ponyville Fair officials waiting for us. They were there to invite Pinkie and I to judge the pie contest along with the native Pinkie.
>I had reservations because, in the portal, I had been "approached" by several mares at that event and that was one of the first things I mentioned once I got out of the portal. It had annoyed many of my marefriends in the portal and I saw little reason to knowingly upset them.
>I was about to politely refuse when Rarity said "It's ok Darling. You can accept."
"Are you sure?" I asked. "I mean the contest itself was kinda fun, but right now it's hard for me to imagine willingly doing something that will annoy you ladies."
>Rarity smiled and said "Yes dear, we're sure. You might recall that while you were going up to Cloudsdale I was on an errand?"
"Yes I do." I said. "Turns out five was enough though."
>Rarity answered that with "Yes, well, I was getting together with my local counterpart with a solution for this issue in mind."
"That sounds amazing." I said. "Now in the name of due diligence I should ask. Did your local counterpart agree it would work?"
>Rarity said "Yes she did Darling." with a smile
>After that, I agreed to be a judge and the officials took their leave.
"Ok Rarity. I admit I'm curious. "I said. "Is it to early to ask what you came up with?"
>Rarity replied "Of course not Darling. Let me put it on you.." As she used her horn to take a gold colored cloth out of her bag and she put it around my lower neck and clasped it in the back.
>My marefriends and the Princess gave various approving "oohs" and "ahhs" which made Rarity happy. But I couldn't really see it.
"So what's it say?" I asked.
>Applejack answered with "It has Sunset's symbol up top and below that it says 'Sorry ladies, he's taken.'"
"Oh that might do the trick!" I said. "Thank you Rarity." Then I paused and put my hoof to my head and shook my head and quietly said "Woah."
>Fluttershy instantly cut in with "Anon are you ok?"
"Sorry, just a sudden wave of dizziness." I said. "I probably pushed myself a bit hard projecting that movie is all. And it feels like I'm missing the obvious, but I'll ask anyway. Why is it only Sunset's symbol?"

>>42261137
>Rarity answered with "Certainly Darling. It's because the rest of us have local counterparts and we don't want to confuse anything for them. Besides, if a mare is morally bankrupt enough to make a pass at a stallion while knowing he has one marefriend, seven isn't likely to be a much greater barrier."
"Seems like good, sound logic there Rarity. Well done." I said. "And yeah I probably should have figured that out on my own. I probably need to sit quietly for a bit and rest I suspect."
>Twiggles said "You know Anon, it's fine if you want to nap in our room." And the rest of the girls seemed to agree with that.
"I don't THINK it's that bad." I said. "And I really do like being around you girls. Think I'll just be more quiet is all."
>Rainbow said "Three, two, one." and I passed out. The girls carried me to our room and put a blanket over me. I napped until suppertime.
>When I came out, I thanked the ladies for their kindness and our evening proceeded as planned.
>Then it was the day of the Ponyville Fair! I wore my new scarf as we all took in the sights. And this time no mare approached me with any offers! A complete success!
>For our final night in Equestria, we kept the play light, as an injury was the last thing we needed before a battle, and we woke up and prepared early. Then, a half hour before we going to leave there was a trumpeting fanfare from outside.
>Princess Twilight said "That's the fanfare used to announce Princess Celestia! We should all go outside to greet her!" And so we all went outside and bowed our heads as we lined up.
>Princess Celestia was seated on a golden chariot and flanked by a dozen royal guards on either side. She said "Greetings to Princess Twilight Sparkle, Sunset Shimmer, and other honored guests. Please raise your heads."
>As we came up from the bow, Princess Twilight said "Thank you Princess Celestia. As I had written, Sunset Shimmer is visiting with several friends from the world she currently lives in. Many of them will seem familiar to you, but I will let her introduce them."
>Sunset then spoke up "Thank you Princess Twilight Sparkle. It's very good to see you again Princess Celestia. You are looking well! From the world of Canterlot it is my honor to introduce to you Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, and our special somepony Anonymous!" We all nodded our head as our name was called."
>Princess Celestia said "Thank you Sunset. You look well yourself! And you have a VERY interesting coltfriend!"

>>42261141
Suddenly ALL eyes were on me! Both Princesses, my marefriends, the royal guards, everypony. And so I summoned the confidence of King Anonymous and said "Thank you Princess Celestia. May I approach?"
>This seemed to take everypony present by surprise, but the Princess recovered instantly and said "Yes you may."
This was a bold move considering it took me farther away from the escape offered by the portal, but we needed to talk our way out of here, so that was moot. "As you know, I am Anonymous." I said "And I feel that I owe you an apology."
>Princess Celestia asked "An apology? Whatever for?"
"Before I came to Equestria, I had worked out in my head that you would likely want to see me." I said. "I figured out why and even came up with a solution to the apparent dilemma we share. Then, I'm ashamed to say, I got distracted and forgot we needed to see you. So you had to come to us and that isn't the way it should have happened. I have no real excuse as I feel I should have been able to focus past the many distractions. I'm sorry about that Princess Celestia."
>Princess Celestia replied "Well I think nearly dying on your way here is more than enough reason to get distracted, so please don't worry about that. But may I ask what you think this 'shared dilemma' is?"
"Of course Princess Celestia." I said. "It comes down to having more Alicorns. Simply put, the more you have, the more secure your people are. By that logic, you should either keep me from leaving or have me leave some foals behind. Unfortunately, neither of those are acceptable to us, so I came up with a different offer that may meet your needs even better."
>Princess Celestia said "Anonymous please know I would not keep you here against your will or ask you to behave in that manner. That said, yes I have to admit more Alicorns IS attractive and I'm quite interested to hear what you have to propose."
"You are most gracious Princess Celestia." I said. "First, having more Alicorns isn't something you need in the next five minutes. You have time to play a longer game, as it were."
>Princes Celestia said "That's certainly true." with a smile.
"Next, I need to verify some assumptions I made." I said. "Regarding my marefriend Sunset Shimmer, even though she lives with us in the world of Canterlot, she is still a full citizen here in Equestria correct?"
>Princess Celestia said "Yes of course."
"Will her children also be full citizens of Equestria?" I asked.

>>42261147
>Princess Celestia said "Yes." with a smile. She liked where this was going.
"One more question on this point. When I marry all of my marefriends, including Sunset Shimmer, will we all become citizens of Equestria, along with our offspring?"
>Princess Celestia said "Let it be known I proclaim it to be so!" She said smiling.
"Great!" I said. "I promise our kids will be told of this great world of Equestria and told they are welcome here. Further I would like to eventually coordinate exchanges between our worlds to help the kids understand so they can make informed choices."
>Princess Celestia was BEAMING! "Oh that sounds wonderful! I truly do appreciate the thought you've put into this!"
"You're to kind Princess Celestia." I said. "But I'm not done yet." I said with a smile. "May I have your permission to use my horn to project a picture please?"
>Princess Celestia said "Yes Anonymous."
I projected the picture of Billy and I on his first day. "The guy next to me is Billy Blanks. And he's shown all of the signs that I did of becoming an Alicorn over here. I'm currently mentoring him and he has three young ladies aiming for him in the same way my seven marefriends aimed for me. We're hoping that other potential Alicorns will be attracted to our successes and have already set up for that. We'd like to include them in the future exchanges as well. And that's it for now."
>Princess Celestia said "Anonymous that is AMAZING! It's beyond impressive you managed to set this all up! How did you manage this?"
"Well, in the interest of full disclosure," I said, "I only started learning about Equestria last week. So all I've really done is realized I can work an 'Equestrian option' to plans we already had. And what parent doesn't want their kids to have more choices?"
>After this we excused ourselves and made the return trip to Canterlot.

>>42244338
>>42248089
Thank you. :)
>>42258489
Work happens and we understand. Will look forward to the next Alanamous update when you can do it! :)
>>42260829
Loving the progression! And yes the battle against typos never ends!

Hello again everypony! Our trip into Equestria is finally done and as promised, Princess Celestia had a meaty role to help set up for a ballooning epilogue!

When I got to work in the setting that Cosmic Butthole had laid down in "King of the Castle". https://ponepaste.org/10028
I was married to the theme of Anonymous being King of Canterlot. Well today that gets reflected in the fact that royalty use their kids for diplomacy. Seemed a quite logical conclusion to me anyway.

Next week the Changelings Cartel makes a last desperate push without knowing they've lost the element of surprise! Will it be THAT simple? Of course not! And I'll finally get to tell the stupid dick joke that inspired me to write this whole shebang!

Next week in Duties of the King: The Second Rule of Fight Club!

>>42261181
>>42261150
Nice

>>42261662
Maid Candyass wants to serve you

>>42262054
unf

>>42261181
Can’t wait for the next installment!

>>42262854
Nice hairstyles

>>42263375
Cute. Is this a reference to something?

>>42262630

>page 8 in an hour and a half

>>42264695
Rather suspicious for this time in the morning I would say.

>>42264695
Sunfag didn't get banned

>>42260904
>>42260829
>This is embarrassing, you were supposed to be the unstoppable villain of the night terrorizing the babysitter, not some lump of helplessness on the couch who can't even ride his freaking bike down the stairs...
>The playing in the other room starts off quiet at first.
>You're able to ignore it almost as much as you're unable to keep paying attention to the redundant soap opera on the TV screen you're still pretending to watch.
>It almost feels like pretending to pay attention in class.
>Except both the class and the chalkboard are annoying to you in this case, so to speak.
>Candy seems to be having fun with tiring your two brothers out... fine, as long as you don't have to do anything this time.
>Shouldn't they be going to bed soon anyway?
>You're too exhausted to even look at the clock, which speaks volumes about how much worse than school this somehow became.
>Decide to change the channel to something louder after your two younger brothers start to get more rowdy in the other room.
>But at this point, you might as well try to find something deeper than their imaginations to drown them out.
>You can hear them shouting in the best gruff voices they can, somehow worse at acting than the robots they sometimes imagine themselves as.
>Doesn't stop them from working together with the decibels of their voices outshining the TV screen's sports channel it's currently displaying.
>Only upside is that you can grunt in exasperation as loudly as you can without them hearing.
>Laughter won't join their yelling if they can't hear how much they're annoying you.
>Sink into the cushions like the couch potato you are while two small fries are off having fun.
>You pray they don't approach you at any point, looking to have salt added from you.
>Candy's sweet voice joins in with their playing, but you haven't realized yet that she's even more unhealthy for you than your annoying younger twin brothers are.
>The remote in your hand is your lifeline, the volume button reeling you away from the depths of the yelling drowning out your own thoughts at this point.
>Roll your eyes towards the dimly lit ceiling.
>Your ankle feels like it's been put through a meat grinder.
>Even when it is numb.
>It might as well not even be there, but the ache is the shackle keeping you on the couch.

>>42265154
>Like you'd have been able to run away without one of your feet... right...
>The running-back on the screen does this job for you, and makes the crowd cheer loudly enough to finally overpower the sounds of your brothers in the other room.
>He almost made it to the end zone, barely missing a touchdown before getting tackled to the ground.
>You're now rooting for him more than all of his team's fans are.
>Rooting harder than the fake grass on that field pretends to as it stays green all year.
>Another play starts, and you hear your brothers start yelling something about a tower, you're not sure what it means.
>Maybe it's a Lord Of The Rings reference, in which case, you'll need a longer set of games like the olympics to last the duration of their imitation of a long series.
>You just want to marry this TV screen right now and blast it at full volume until nothing but static and cursed video tapes are left to watch.
>Who wouldn't risk their life to throw these two little brats down a well and forget about them?
>The closest you have to that is a bathtub, which'll come in handy if push comes to shove and you'll have to drown them there instead of drowning out their voices.
>They'd probably fight back against that like two cats collectively amounting to 18 lives, it'll never work.
>A drone asserts itself into your ears from the ruckus, screaming into your soul that this grudge is going to last forever.
>You are DESPERATE to go ancient Rome on your brothers, clutching the remote like a club harder than the quarterback clutches the football before throwing it.
>The urge to adopt that rage from before boils within you as the water now gets deeper as two shit-eating grins face you from the doorway.
>That drone in your ears shrieking louder than a tea kettle.
>Yet your brothers can only see how much you're shaking your hand, with the remote begging your grip not to crush the plastic until the batteries pop out from the beating the plastic is taking.
>"Watcha doin?" One of those little gremlins dares to speak to you while you're this charged up.
"Not beating you up right now." You grit your teeth at him. "Don't change that."
>"LASER CANNON!" The other little gremlin points a nerf gun at you.
>The little foam bullet hits you square between the eyebrows with more accuracy than the pro quarterback's throw to his teammate.

>>42265157
>The crowd's cheering doesn't mean a damn thing this time; the object is no longer to drown your brothers out with noise... you wish you could do it with water now.
>Face as red as a beet straight out of the steaming pot, you fumble off the couch faster than the man on the screen falls to the ground from his attempt to run after getting pushed to the fake grass below by three opponent teammates.
>You can still hear your brothers' giggling and chiming their taunts at you over the deafening cheering of the crowd that erupts after the takedown on the screen was confirmed to be in the end zone, as if they each performed mitosis and formed a barbershop quartet.
>Pop music from like four years ago plays on the TV, failing to distract you from the fact that it's *ON* now.
>If anything, it's just fight music to you.
>You're not just going to holla back at these brats, you're gonna do something about it.
>Fired up far beyond reason, ferociously growl louder than their pretend car engine noises ever were, but they're not playing that game anymore.
>This shit isn't just bananas.
>It's B-A-N-A-N-A-N-A-N-A-N-A-S.
>"WE DID IT! WE FINALLY DEFEATED THE CHOPPER!" One twin announces, dodging the remote that releases its batteries against the wall.
>"He's not a chopper, he's a jet, stupid!" The other corrects him, turning his head to then stick his tongue out at you.
>Candy watches you angrily hobble after your two greatest nuisances on earth, trying to calm you down and direct you back to the couch.
>Looking observably worried at first, but then listening to Hollaback Girl playing on the TV and replacing her concern with confidence that she will prevail.
>But the thing that really gets her hopes up is the sound of the bird clock finally making a sound at the top of the hour.
>She looks at what time it is and sighs in relief.
>The two younger brothers exchange disgruntled glances as they both already know exactly what this means: bedtime.
>"Awwwwwww!" They both groan at the exact same time, endangering one another to jinx the other before having to put all the toys back into the bin they weren't supposed to be taking things from in the first place.
>They still thank Candy for letting them play with their bionicles and stuff, and letting their imaginations run wild despite being grounded.

>>42265158
>Everything, including the truth behind your sprained ankle, is agreed upon to remain a secret.
>Even as everything finally winds down and the two youngest boys head up the stairs, Candy can't help but continue to ponder how... strange they are.
>They've been so caught up in their own hyperactive imaginations that they probably won't even remember Candy after tonight.
>---
>There’s just something about Candy that excites you, and you can’t put your finger on it.
>It’s not even like one of those lame moments at school when one of the boys had a crush on one of the girls like in the cartoons and got clowned on for it.
>You’re alone this time albeit the company of your younger brothers who have already gone to bed just now anyway.
>Due to being older, you’re allowed to stay up until 10, an hour later than their 9pm bedtime.
>This is one of the reasons why they’ve gotten so spiteful towards you like annoying little villains seeking revenge.
>And you better believe they’d tell on you if they hear you go up to your room for bed even a single minute too far after 10.
>But that usual time constraint isn’t even the main thing that’s on your mind this time, which is a first.
>Your brain surprisingly goes back to the way Candy’s smooth shoulders look in the glow from the TV screen.
>You want to just run your hand across that smooth perfect skin for some reason.
>Candy’s bra strap humbly peeks out from the fabric of her sleeveless shirt clinging to her shoulder.
>You’re not sure what to make of this, but you can *sense* her chest stuffing her black tank top.
>You can *sense* how much her bra cups must be cradling her boobs right now and how it very slightly strains those bra straps tightly slung over Candy’s smooth shoulders.
>You remember beginning to notice girls at school start to get their boobs, and there was a surprisingly low amount of teasing about it, especially low from the guys.
>You didn’t really care about it, but found it weird how your friends started being either super nice to the girls getting their boobs or super mean to them, each occurrence starting up out of nowhere.
>It was confusing to try to understand, why more and more of your friends started acting weird around girls.
>But now, there’s just something about Candy.

>>42265161
>And that same something is clashing with all of the other feelings you're getting into right now, regarding your crummy situation.
>You can't play video games, you can't walk around, your brothers just had a bunch of fun spitefully annoying you, your ankle hurts, you're still grounded, you're stuck on this couch once again with maximum upset-ness eating away at you on the inside like nothing else, and so on and so forth...
>All of this is just leaving you feeling horrible and actually kind of broken.
>Weak and powerless on the couch you lie, feeling so defeated and denied anything outside of misfortune.
>Really just extremely sour and bitter, not sure which of these layered flavors you can taste the strongest as you hear your brothers have fun jumping on their beds in their rooms before going to sleep.
You even thought you were going to get your video games back... until you didn't.
>What a tease, what a rollercoaster of emotions.
>You mope and cross your arms while wishing your ankle would heal at any pace you could imagine it healing, wishing you could at least feel some sort of control over your situation.
>Fittingly, the progressively more noticeable sound of raindrops hitting the roof and ground outside makes its way to your ears.
>Followed by a low and subtle roll of thunder that must have come after lightning you didn't see.
>You're having a dark and stormy night of weakness.
>The living room surrounding you looks just as dull as it feels.
>Just like how you look just as miserable as you feel as Candy comes back in.
>"Well that sure was fun." She breathes her own sigh of relief this time, as the volume on the TV has been turned way down to as barely audible as your will to live. "Everything alright?"
>You put on the angriest face you possibly can, half hoping to scare her away and half crying for help.
>There's no way to easily put your finger on it, but something makes you feel like you REALLY need Candy's help with something right now in your moment of misery.
>"Hey..." Candy sits next to you, her voice growing softer. "You okay?'
"No..." Your voice tries not to shake as your face tries not to contort.
>Feeling like you've lost everything tonight, a lump forms in your throat.
>Candy being right next to you makes the lump in your throat stronger; something about her heightens any emotion you're feeling right now and you don't understand why.

>>42265164
>You're getting a pressing urge to express yourself around her, almost like you want to impress her.
>Except that's overshadowed by how much you feel like you're suffering right now, on the verge of tears as you're too afraid to say anything else lest your breaking voice gives away the weakness you half don't want Candy to know about.
>The other half is glad that she can already tell.
>And you do not understand why.
>You feel as though you've finally been cast outside of the plot of the TV show of your life, banished, exiled...
>And now you're sitting in the in-between realm where you aren't supposed to be, stuck here.
>Forced to really self-reflect in the midst of all your misery.
>But Candy being in here with you gives it a hint of excitement you're not sure if you want to welcome or reject.
>And you're stuck here for a whole 'nother hour.
>Another louder roll of thunder sounds outside as the rain hitting the roof gets more intense.
>"You wanna chill for a bit with me? Maybe watch TV?" Candy offers.
"N-no..."
>The breaking of your voice cannot be ignored now.
>So much pressure from so many different directions forcing you to not mean it when you say no.
>"It's okay." She places a hand on your shoulder.
>There goes that feeling again, there's really no way you can think to describe it at this point.
>Other than... good in the weirdest way.
>The sniffle you give her makes her scooch closer to you, almost bumping her hip into you as she begins to surf through the channels using the remote she had to pick up and put back together lest she get into trouble with you.
>A suddenly loud boom of thunder makes you want to give Candy a hug.
>Like, really badly.
>"I don't really wanna do my homework tonight anyway." Candy says to you. "You can relate, right?"
>Everything she says makes you feel closer to her.
>Everything she does has the same affect.
>What's happening to you?
"Yeah, I can relate." You reply to what she said.
>The longer Candy sits next to you, the less bad you begin to feel.
>You stare at her smooth shoulders in the radiant glow of the TV, now taking more notice of the soft swell of Candy's chest...
>They're a little... bigger than what the girls at your school have.
>A little closer to the direction of the boobs on fully grown women, and you're starting to feel funny about this in particular.

>>42265165
>More and more awkward minutes of silence go on, with you feeling your sprouting curiosity growing more and more impatient as you begin to glance over at Candy's soft boobies barely stuffing her black tank top more frequently.
>In this moment of pure loss to your unfortunate situation, you've been exposed to something entirely new and unfiltered by your usual worries.
>And it's making you weirdly glad to be injured and stuck here with your babysitter Candy.
>Her soft, vibrant locks of hair fall onto those smooth bare shoulders in just the right way.
>It is now just about 9:30 PM.
>The flash of lightning is now getting frequent outside the window, loyally followed by equally frequent thunder.
>Heavy rain pelts the roof, probably loudly enough to keep your brothers up at this point.
>The cable connection starts to dwindle slightly as the dim lights of the living room and kitchen begin to flicker.
>All of this makes you feel chained to Candy's presence even more than you feel chained to this couch by your minor injury.
>You don't know if you like it or not.
>The soft bump of Candy's hip against yours after you start sitting upright again makes you fantasize about... cuddling with her?
>This can't be... you're not supposed to want something like that!
>You're the evil villain the babysitters all fear having to deal with!
>Hell, you even practiced your evil laugh in your room earlier today and everything, and now you're in no mood or position to use it?!
>But there'd be nothing more cozy than snuggling up to this babysitter on a dark and stormy nigh- DON'T THINK THAT!
>The cable connection is only faltering more and more as the minutes go on; the rain outside is really giving the satellite dish on the roof a proper beating like it does every year around this time.
>After finally giving up on trying to find any channel at all to watch, Candy decides to stretch while lounging on the couch with the boy she's babysitting right next to her.
>The inability for her clingy black tank top to stay at her belt line combined with the swell of her soft chest taking up more surface area of that fabric forces the bottom of Candy's black tank top to ride up her midriff as she stretches her arms up.

>>42265166
>Like a curtain rising to display a mysteriously interesting show to you, the black fabric unveils a tease of the smooth, soft, creamy skin of your babysitter Candy's tummy and lower back...
>Providing just enough for a sliver of her bellybutton for it to be noticeable.
>The way her black top tightly stretches over that soft swell of Candy's chest, and undoubtably presses those soft boobies onto the rest of her body more, sends a tingle up your spine the very instant you notice.
>The mental scenario of you running your curious hands along Candy's sweet smooth skin barges its way into your brain despite your attempts at trying to keep it out.
>How could you hope to resist intrusive thoughts about how her smooth warm skin would feel to the direct touch?
>As another crash of thunder sounds outside merely a couple of seconds after the flash of lightning, part of you wonders if these thoughts are even intrusive at all...
>What if the calls for touching Candy are coming from inside the head?
>Candy lets out a cute groan before resting her arms back down.
>For the remainder of your last half an hour up, you sit in silence even more awkward than before.
>Sensing a stiffening tension inside the front of your underwear...
>Wh-... what is happening down there?
>Starting to feel scared and confused, you're hesitant to assess this right in front of your babysitter Candy, assuming that you'd rather not do stuff with your private area with a girl sitting right there.
>But... why is it... just standing up like that?
>Candy might have noticed you glancing at her in strange ways by now, never mind the fact that she definitely must have noticed you shivering as well.
>You first try to stop yourself from trembling so noticeably, which is surprisingly not easy right now.
>The previous angst that had plagued you has been replaced by that growing fear and confusion, a fusion of emotions you for some reason can't decide if you want to embrace or push away.
>Which in turn makes it get even stronger, especially after Candy resumes interacting with you.
>"I'm glad I don't have to do my homework tonight. You're lucky you haven't had to start taking things like pre-calc yet." Candy says.
>The thing happening inside the front of your underwear only begins to get more intense... it's getting more and more stiff and insistent on trying to stand all the way up like a marble pillar.

>>42265168
>What in the world is happening to you?!
>Quiet panic begins to set in.
>What in the world is happening to you!?
>This... isn't right...
>It can't be!
>It feels like it is something natural but... you still don't want it...
>Unbeknownst to you, your sexual awakening has now kicked into full gear, entered full swing with your first erection.
>There is no going back now.
>All you can do is desperately ask your own built-in nature to sleep in a little longer, which may not be a possibility anymore by now.
>Now too scared and confused to allow this to go on any longer, you decide to go to bed twenty minutes early.
>You're already getting up early anyway...
>You are 90% sure that Candy noticed what was going on inside your underwear all because of her through your pants after you stood up in front of her.
>"Is... everything alright?"
"I'll... see you next weekendI'mgoingtobed!" You quickly limp out of the living room then up the stairs, unable to see the smile that spreads across Candy's face while you have your back turned.
>---
>Meanwhile, Candy is just glad to finally find herself in a mission she's able to control, having concluded to herself that your two younger brothers would end up just being a failure waiting to happen in future years.
>The reason why is stained everywhere in the platonic playing session she shared with them, when she discovered just how weird Wood and Forest really are.
>She recounts everything, looking at it through the lens of both her imagination and their combined imaginations that drowned hers out almost as much as it drowned out that of their older brother.
~
>Around an hour or so earlier...
>---
>Across the horizon are a couple of distant figures that only look small due to how far away they are.
>The sun above is unforgiving, unrelenting, unapologetic, unwavering, uncompromising and unforgiving (again).
>No tree can ever hope to grow through the thick dunes of sands that coat the world here.
>The ground below is uninhabitable and insufferable, with the solid surface of the large rocks being just as unforgiving as the cruel sun above in the cloudless sky.
>And now approaching closer are two large machines, non-living but sentient.
>No biomass whatsoever.
>Not necessary.

>>42265172
>Dry grime and dust thinly coat their thick metal armor as they trudge across the harsh dunes towards their destination, slowly advancing towards the checkpoint.
>Red glowing cyclops eyes fixated ahead as their large square-ish shoulders move back and forth with every menacing step across the searing ground.
>Unbothered by conditions that would have any mortal collapsing to their knees by now, the two machines complain about being inconvenienced by this mission.
>Being this far away from the city to scout this pointless secluded area where nothing is anyway.
>How many times do they need to confirm that nothing's out here?
>No one can survive out here, this is pointless.
>"This is sooooooo boring, we could have been..." One heavily lumbering machine groans. "...blowing up the whole citadel by now."
>"I think they called the wrong members of the gemini project to do this." The other replies.
>Every few hundred massive steps in one direction makes the remaining thousands of steps feel like they're going to have to be either longer strides or in a higher number.
>The sun's futile beatdown heating up their heavy metal armor does not roast the flesh it thinks it is, only making a series of stoves and grills out of solid rusty metal that's too murky to reflect any of the light back into the sky.
>---
>So many hours... actually days later.
>The two machines finally make it to the tower where the desert princess told them to make it to.
>The looming tower has one half of its height illuminated by the setting sun, poignant against the orange sky as a frighteningly ominous dust storm threatens to speed up the spread of darkness usually reserved for nightfall.
>Everyone inside their buildings will have to trust those walls to keep the countless grains of sand from giving them a bad time.
>These twin machines, however, cannot be bothered to care about the sandstorm incoming from the distance.
>No weak flesh to protect; these two are just built different.
>"Hurry!" The desert princess waves for them to enter through the tower's garage, barely large enough to host them both at the same time.
>She stares at them, expecting living giants like everyone else... but these things are not flesh and blood.
>The door thankfully closes before more than a few hundred grains of sand can fly on in.

>>42265174
>The desert princess can't wrap her head around this... these two moved so much differently than the usual giants she would house in here before slowly taming them and making them do her bidding.
>Giants are usually more powerful than regular humans, and the princess would usually trap two at a time in this tower, knowing she can control their minds with affection.
>"This is your fault!" One machine shouts to the other in his rugged mechanical voice. "We never would have come here if you just listened to me."
>"Don't give me that!"
>"You think you're gonna argue your way out of this?"
>"You're so stupid, I don't think I'll have to say much."
>"I'll show you how stupid I can get!"
>"Fellas! Please!" The princess enters the room, fancy shoes making crunching noises over the scattered lone grains of sand that made it inside.
>She offers them food for the night, but it turns out that they do not require food.
>"Please just direct us to our mission objective." One of the machines says to the princess. "We do not require sleep either."
>"Would be pretty cozy to sleep, though." The other one interjects before getting an annoyed expression from his disgruntled twin.
>"I need you to help me convert a fortress down the way." The princess reveals the second half of the objective that was positioned directly after the area scouting.
>The desert princess immediately tries to fire up her magical powers, the powers that she usually uses to enchant the giants into becoming subservient to her.
>It usually works on anything living and able to feel normal emotions, but this is the first time she's had worry strike her heart in the middle of a moment like this.
>Why can't she enchant these two twin machines?
>They can't be made to care for anything...
>Nevertheless, she gives the machines the coordinates to the nearby fortress she's been trying to court into her domain and dominion, having dominated many of its distant neighbors into submission and devotion, only to look on in dismay as these twins have nothing in their hearts for her powers to grab ahold of.
>They don't even have the appearance of angels from the sky... what are the villagers of the fortress going to assume when these things approach?
>So much information to process at once... and it's become undecipherable to the desert princess.

>>42265180
>She lays a large scroll onto the wooden table under dim candlelight and slowly unrolls it, hoping she can save these two machines from their own brutality before they either destroy themselves or eachother.
>"The people here and I have had a long history of disagreements, but it's only been a lack of communication and understanding. I was hoping you could help me..." She begins, her voice made shaky by the undertone of their dull whirring of gears and wires.
>They're not interrupting, but the intimidation by these two metal monsters itself is interrupting the desert princess.
>She's still quite intrigued by this new territory, finally in awe of what a seemingly impossible task it would be to tame these two as soon as the true opportunity would come.
>"I'd really like to be friends with them, but the chance to make that happen hasn't really... come..."
>The two machines eventually listen, but it's little more than in one ear and out the other.
>Almost how it would have been in one door and out the other had there been a second garage door.
>The two machines didn't even bother waiting to start their mission.
>As soon as the overnight sandstorm outside ended, off they went.
>---
>Here come two more giants, from the direction of the desert princess's favorite tower to hang out in.
>But these two are moving... differently... robotically.
>Wait, what the hell?
>What the hell are those things?!
>The villagers who had set up a plan to diplomatically buy the giants over see the two glowing cyclops eyes approaching from over the giant sand dune, realizing that these things cannot be bargained with.
>One of their comrades approaches with a machine gun anyway.
>What he wanted didn't happen when he opened fire.
>It just doesn't measure up to what he expected to happen; metal ricochets off of more metal, and the true superior firepower is revealed when a brighter light emits from the hands of the machines approaching closer, firing lasers and static emitting blasts of energy that vaporize anything in its path.
>Some villagers didn't live to see tomorrow, those who did weren't present when the machines first arrived.
>The lucky one(s) simply fled.
>From her crystal ball, the princess of the desert watches in horror as the diplomacy she had planned for (and would have luckily gotten had these been giants she could influence) does not pan out.

>>42265186
>Heavy machinery breaches the walls and gates, already making it further than any invading army has, impervious to the bullets fired by fingers that will soon decay along with the rest of their respective bodies.
>Too brutal to be stopped, the machines easily tear down building after building, having already forgotten the princess's orders, anything but obedient.
>Dusty stone and stucco crumbles to the trenches of the ground blow as craters are made after darker dirt from underground is blasted into the open air by superior firepower.
>Speaking of underground, not even the bunkers are safe.
>Flames and ashes are already ready to become everything that identifies this one striving new fortress that could have joined the massive alliance that the desert princess was trying to build.
>But some machines don't know how to build, they only know how to destroy, the concept of life has never crossed their conscience.
>The only thing they leave behind that isn't scorches and rubble is footsteps, which sometimes to serve as the walls to pools of blood.
>The villagers scurrying through the tunnels do not know what to make of any of this, panicking and scrambling to regroup to no avail.
>They expected some form of diplomacy, not some form of tunnel-visioned missions being completed.
>Fear was the only savior on this day.
>Fear and wisdom that trots hand-in-hand with said fear.
>For once, they...
>---
>"You mean there's nothing I can do to help them?" The princess asks the bard she found who had been sheltering a couple of the surviving villagers.
>"Why did you try to tame them?!" The bard recoils in dread after she told her side of the story. "Have you any idea what you have unleashed upon our people?"
>"I... don't understand..." The princess gives him a frantic glint. "I thought I could get through to them like all the others."
>"Someone should have warned you..." The bard says to her. "These two machines... they're a different story. There's something about them that makes them not like even the other robots we have that can be converted to good. They do not abide by the force, the powers that be. There is something inherently rogue about them, and it can afford to disobey anything they so choose."
>"What does this mean then? Are you saying we can't kill them?"

>>42265190
>"If the princess cannot enchant them, then there is nothing that can be done. These things cannot be reached by any hand. Not by any staff, not be any weapon, not by any god or goddess." The bard says to the wounded villager he's been tending to.
>"I can still do it!" Swears the princess. "Everyone has a weakness somewhere, somehow! These two can be converted like everyone else! It'll just take time!"
>Her words fall upon deaf ears, but the thoughts that formed the, refuse to falter in the princess's mind.
>She storms out, determined and devoted to her mission.
>---
>And so, the desert princess set out to find the machines once more, which she does eventually.
>Only to wish she hadn't... only to stumble upon the continuation of the warpath she unknowingly initiated:
>Quickly rolling through the air, jets release plumes of fire in spectacular fashion.
>The machines glare up at them in glee, finally having found a worthy opponent.
>They fire back at it as it drops bombs on them, kicking up so much dirt and such.
>The hissing and crackling of heavy weaponry barks back and forth in an argument of who's going to win this battle.
>Everyone who's been unfortunate enough to get caught in the middle of the crosshairs of this firefight trips on their own feet trying to get away, not having been ready for such mindless, heartless violence that makes their homes burn hotter than that cruel sun ever could.
>Hell has spread some of its territory to the surface, in the form of explosions and screams as terrified faces watch everything they've ever built crumble to the ground.
>This could never be understood.
>From a distance, through the waviness of the hot air radiating from the ground, the desert princess witnesses rage she's never though was possible, the animosity of a thousand suns packaged into each of the machine's glowing red cyclops eyes.
>They almost look like they're enjoying their anger, becoming a menacing pair of glowing red eyes every night after darkness would take the lands hostage, subject to the wrath of these two metallic monsters demolishing everything in their careless path.
>She can hear them laughing, laughing as they angrily glare at the jet above that takes punishing blasts of energy from their cannons from multiple angles.
>The two can hear the pilot crying. Crying as the parachute button fails to save him from the blasts of energy from what he's assuming are two rogue angels.

>>42245017
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>>42245031
Meant to quote these in the first post.
>>42265193
>His worries are finally forced to come to a conclusion, punctuated by a deafening crash of the jet into the sands below.
>A duet of twisted laughter sounds from the victorious twin machines as they fist bump one another and continue to triumphantly walk on to the next village to raze without consideration for diplomacy.
>The desert princess looks on in confusion at them once again, confusion and what she knows would be disappointment should she try to tame these two once more.
>But as she returned to reality, Candy heard that pop song on the TV, and vowed that one day that she'll not only get you, but she'll get your brothers too... somehow...
>It's just a fact that you're going to be the easy one.
>Candy watches Forest and Wood play with their little bionicle figurines they had previously decided to build their own way instead of following the proper instructions.
>Then... the clock struck 9 PM.
>And then the two of them can be out of the way.
>Out of Candy's way to you.
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>>42261181
Loving the progression of yours too!
>>42258489
Best of luck to you, looking forward to the next part.
>>42249296
I might start doing that again too.

Next thread will definitely have a summer theme.

>>42265201
ANOTHER update already? Damn, Grey.

>>42265201
>tfw no hot predatory babysitter

>>42265573
she looks so happy to be top-heavy

>>42266662
I want her to bully me

>>42265201
Excited for the next scene now.

>>42266944
She will.