Thread 42414801

It's more likely than you think!

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Thread 10 https://desuarchive.org/mlp/post/34941581 (Most recent)

Discuss! What did you think about the story? What worked for you? What would you have changed?

>>42414813
I didn't read it.

SEX with Nasapone.

>>42415022
Kissing nasapone lovingly on the lips after feeding her

Space is gay.

>>42415403
Space is a big black gaping hole that wants to squeeze the life out of you

The sad part is NASA slowly being defended in favor of private spaceflight companies.

Private companies try to do things as cheap as possible within a time frame; but they don't have the budget to award research contracts or research without profit. Its a venture capital investment.

We are in a cultural black hole

>>42414801 (OP)
Poners in space. I love them

How about ponies FROM space?

>>42415474
love this thing so much

>Be in the ISS
>Month into the mission
>New Soyuz crew docking today
>Float in Node 2, central ISS corridor
>Fidget with a checklist, turning gaps between text into dick-shaped masterpieces
>See Soyuz pod approach on external cam
>Feel the ISS shudder as the the docking latches engage
>Hear rhythmic thuds through the hull
>Realize it's not the docking
>Someone's blasting a hardbass remix of Katyusha
>Sound gets louder as the hatch opens
>Out floats... a pony
>She has a Bluetooth speaker duct taped around her barrel
>Glance down at checklist
>Name: Roscosmospone
>what.jpeg
>Keep composure and greet the space pone
>Casually inquire about speaker
>She proudly taps the device with a hoof, muttering something vague about "robust Russian engineering"
>12 hours later
>Communal meal in Russian module after briefings and orientation finally done
>Steal glances at her as pony eats mystery paste out of silver tube
>She pauses periodically to swig enthusiastically from dented metal flask labeled "Water" in hastily scrawled Sharpie
>Swears it's standard issue Russian space water with a straight face
>Hmm.exe
>Third glance up
>She's already eying you with a knowing smirk and half lidded gaze
>U-unf
>Awkwardly offer some of your rehydrated space spaghetti to break tension
>She kicks off casually, sailing gracefully toward you
>She trades a spoonful of viscous red substance, whispering conspiratorially
"Babushka say always pack borscht. Good for heart, better for vodka hangover, кocмoнaвт."
>You taste it cautiously
>It's oddly sweet yet deeply comforting
>She watches intently, ears perked
>She looks pleased when you say it's pretty good
>Meal continues in silence
>Halfway finished, pony loops her front hooves through a handrail
>She launches herself across the compartment, catching your arm in a tight hug
"Anon, you are favorite кocмoнaвт in..."
Burp.mp3
"... in entire orbit"
>Starts nuzzling your arm
>Her tail coils around your thigh
>Try to pry her off as you glance around
>The Russian crew keeps their eyes down as they studiously squeeze Borsht out of tubes
>One quietly floats off, muttering something about "urgent module diagnostics"
>Roscosmospone's floating mane invades your face
>Something about the scent short circuits rational thought
>Alcohol and musk, but beneath that something you can't place
>Warmth spreads through your head, heart rate climbing
>Every inhale hits deeper, pulse in your ears, skin tingling
>Her mane drifts into your mouth every time you try to take a bite
>Your hand trembles as you swat it away
>She giggles softly and leans closer
>Takes another swig
>You seriously question Roscosmos psychological screening procedures
>Finish your spaghetti
>Tear open the dessert packet
>It's that freeze dried astronaut ice cream they sell at museums
>You thought they didn't serve that in the ISS
>You toss it in the trash
>She leans close, eyes glazed
"Anon."
>Her breath is hot on your neck
>She floats a bit away and looks back
>picrel

>>42416018
>Her speech is slurred yet determined
"You come, with me now. I... show you something. Important experiment. For... Mother Russia s-space science."
>She bumps into a wall and mutters under her breath
"... Babushka say bring home something nice from orbit. Maybe not just souvenir this time, da?"

What do Anon?

>>42416018
>>42416020
Comrade please... my poor dick is going to reach Max Q

Xenophiliac mares from outer space.

>>42416020
Time to make babushka proud

>>42416020
>Zero-g sex with Roscosmospone
Unf.

>>42415474
Would boop

>>42418681
boop the boop

>>42419279
Would boop

>>42419279
Can boop boop boop's boop?

>>42419289
How would Alienpone interpret a boop.

>>42420030
Something something ET