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>>156023
A long muzzle, yellow brown fur, and a large, slim body. Perhaps it dissapoints Amber, but Mustard doesn't look at her or make eye contact. He simply looks forward, and grimaces. He holds his lips tight together, and makes a heavier breathing sound.
Amber feels her vulva parted by Mustard trim as he pushes himself into her. No kissing, no foreplay, no eye contact. But his first push is slow, though inexorable, inside of her, moving deeper.
He picks up the blanket, and places it over top of himself and Amber
A long muzzle, yellow brown fur, and a large, slim body. Perhaps it dissapoints Amber, but Mustard doesn't look at her or make eye contact. He simply looks forward, and grimaces. He holds his lips tight together, and makes a heavier breathing sound.
Amber feels her vulva parted by Mustard trim as he pushes himself into her. No kissing, no foreplay, no eye contact. But his first push is slow, though inexorable, inside of her, moving deeper.
He picks up the blanket, and places it over top of himself and Amber
>>156026
Silver almost snarls hearing Orchid cry. He holds the zebra's head hard against the rough ground with little care for his comfort.
"Who sent you? Street Wise, or his boss, Bargain Strength?"
Silver almost snarls hearing Orchid cry. He holds the zebra's head hard against the rough ground with little care for his comfort.
"Who sent you? Street Wise, or his boss, Bargain Strength?"
>>156028
[1d2 = 2]
Mala very literally snarls at his respective quarry, who he attempts to subdue on the ground.
The zebra's brown eyes move up towards Silver as his muzzle is pressed to the ground. He tries to move his muzzle up, and it seems as if he is going to say something. But he doesn't.
[1d2 = 2]
Mala very literally snarls at his respective quarry, who he attempts to subdue on the ground.
The zebra's brown eyes move up towards Silver as his muzzle is pressed to the ground. He tries to move his muzzle up, and it seems as if he is going to say something. But he doesn't.
[1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15]
>>156029
"Not snitching? You do realize there are deaths far worse than being shot in back of head and dumped in river."
To punctuate this, he slams the zebra's head into the concrete.
>>156029
"Not snitching? You do realize there are deaths far worse than being shot in back of head and dumped in river."
To punctuate this, he slams the zebra's head into the concrete.
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>>156030
"Ahhhhh!" The Zebra cries out in pain, and is breathing heavily. Some amount of blood starts to come out.
There is a sound of a car door opening quickly
"Ahhhhh!" The Zebra cries out in pain, and is breathing heavily. Some amount of blood starts to come out.
There is a sound of a car door opening quickly
>>156032
Silver discerns the threat immediately. Another creature - this one is a diamond dog of white color - has exited the driver's side door of the vehicle. That's the opposite side from where Silver is, and he moves to get around the front of the vehicle towards Silver, Mala, and White Orchid.
Silver discerns the threat immediately. Another creature - this one is a diamond dog of white color - has exited the driver's side door of the vehicle. That's the opposite side from where Silver is, and he moves to get around the front of the vehicle towards Silver, Mala, and White Orchid.
>>156027
She shudders in pleasure as she can feel his distinctive shape push past her labia and up and into her. She bites the pillow in front of her and snorts. It's a magical feeling, that of her coltfriend's warmth and friendliness on her, around her, and now in her.
Amber's interior feels moist and warm, very warm. Mustard can feel her pull herself wider to welcome him, but nonetheless those soft bumps and ridges press lightly against the skin of his member.
She shudders in pleasure as she can feel his distinctive shape push past her labia and up and into her. She bites the pillow in front of her and snorts. It's a magical feeling, that of her coltfriend's warmth and friendliness on her, around her, and now in her.
Amber's interior feels moist and warm, very warm. Mustard can feel her pull herself wider to welcome him, but nonetheless those soft bumps and ridges press lightly against the skin of his member.
>>156034
Laying on the comfortable bed, Amber can feel the cushion, and can lay her head on the pillow. There's no question that Mustard is in a more cozy position overtop of her than she's experienced in most of her interactions. She feels his chest, his belly, his chin, all underneath a warm blanket. And she can concentrate on the length within her that presses deeper inside. Now, his medial ring moves in as well. He starts to move out, and then back in in a thrust. And then another, and another, with the bed slowly beginning to creak. He makes a small snort.
>>156035
It's within reach, so basically yes.
Laying on the comfortable bed, Amber can feel the cushion, and can lay her head on the pillow. There's no question that Mustard is in a more cozy position overtop of her than she's experienced in most of her interactions. She feels his chest, his belly, his chin, all underneath a warm blanket. And she can concentrate on the length within her that presses deeper inside. Now, his medial ring moves in as well. He starts to move out, and then back in in a thrust. And then another, and another, with the bed slowly beginning to creak. He makes a small snort.
>>156035
It's within reach, so basically yes.
[1d20+6 = (18+6) = 24]
>>156036
Silver pulls the revolver to him and fires at the diamond dog.
If there's an additional penalty to the attack on top of the -4 while grappling, go ahead and add it to whatever the roll ends up being.
>>156036
Silver pulls the revolver to him and fires at the diamond dog.
If there's an additional penalty to the attack on top of the -4 while grappling, go ahead and add it to whatever the roll ends up being.
>>156036
It's a not dissimilar position to what they used this morning, except that they're resting on a bed and they must refrain from making any sounds. As they're both flat on their bellies, he won't be able to hilt in her as deeply as before, but Mustard's tip is still able to push deeply into the pony's warm interior. She breathes through her nose in pleasured contentment as she feels the soft skin of his shaft rub against that of her vagina, over and over. She reminds herself to maintain some basic alertness with her ears.
It's a not dissimilar position to what they used this morning, except that they're resting on a bed and they must refrain from making any sounds. As they're both flat on their bellies, he won't be able to hilt in her as deeply as before, but Mustard's tip is still able to push deeply into the pony's warm interior. She breathes through her nose in pleasured contentment as she feels the soft skin of his shaft rub against that of her vagina, over and over. She reminds herself to maintain some basic alertness with her ears.
>>156037
Even under the unfavorable circumstances, the shot hits true
[2d6 = 2]
>>156038
[1d20 = 4]
Mustard starts moving longer, and faster, but finds himself constrained by the sound the bed makes, moving somewhat slowly. He stays deep inside of her, pulling out slightly, then back in. It's not so much a ram, but a gentle rub of her insides. He takes his forehooves, and places them around her neck, in a rather possessive hug.
Even under the unfavorable circumstances, the shot hits true
[2d6 = 2]
>>156038
[1d20 = 4]
Mustard starts moving longer, and faster, but finds himself constrained by the sound the bed makes, moving somewhat slowly. He stays deep inside of her, pulling out slightly, then back in. It's not so much a ram, but a gentle rub of her insides. He takes his forehooves, and places them around her neck, in a rather possessive hug.
>>156039
Amber has no complaints about keeping it slow, and she constricts her muscles to add some pressure onto him to increase the pleasure of each gentle rub. Every movement sends a tingle of carnal delight and she wouldn't mind staying like this forever. The hug only adds to this sentiment; she is his mare, she will one day live in this house with him and have his foals.
Still, her ears stay upright.
Amber has no complaints about keeping it slow, and she constricts her muscles to add some pressure onto him to increase the pleasure of each gentle rub. Every movement sends a tingle of carnal delight and she wouldn't mind staying like this forever. The hug only adds to this sentiment; she is his mare, she will one day live in this house with him and have his foals.
Still, her ears stay upright.
>>156037
>>156039
Silver hits the Diamond Dog. But it isn't much more than a graze
The Diamond Dog brandishes an Automatic, stands behind the car's engine, and shoots
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]
>>156040
If it was Amber's intent to be owned by him, she's in a great position, as her stance is completely submissive to him. She is beneath him, held down on every side by him, and is the object of sexual pleasure for him, without so much as eye contact. The same with foals. Amber's safety is against pregnancy is entirely dependent on her trust of her own fertility cycle; there's nothing wrong with him.
The sounds downstairs are a little questionable, as there is silence in the radio that lasts more than a few seconds.
Inside of her, he begins to flare, as her vaginal walls are moved further apart, deeper in her, to make room for him. He increases the pace, making gentle thrusts, not withdrawing even as further than his medial ring.
>>156039
Silver hits the Diamond Dog. But it isn't much more than a graze
The Diamond Dog brandishes an Automatic, stands behind the car's engine, and shoots
[1d20+3 = (14+3) = 17]
>>156040
If it was Amber's intent to be owned by him, she's in a great position, as her stance is completely submissive to him. She is beneath him, held down on every side by him, and is the object of sexual pleasure for him, without so much as eye contact. The same with foals. Amber's safety is against pregnancy is entirely dependent on her trust of her own fertility cycle; there's nothing wrong with him.
The sounds downstairs are a little questionable, as there is silence in the radio that lasts more than a few seconds.
Inside of her, he begins to flare, as her vaginal walls are moved further apart, deeper in her, to make room for him. He increases the pace, making gentle thrusts, not withdrawing even as further than his medial ring.
[1d20+6 = (7+6) = 13]
>>156042
Silver grunts as a searing pain hits him where he was shot but doesn't drop the revolver. He aims it again for the diamond dog and fires.
>>156042
Silver grunts as a searing pain hits him where he was shot but doesn't drop the revolver. He aims it again for the diamond dog and fires.
>>156041
Does Amber even know this is how foals are made? That might explain her carefree attitude to being ridden raw by Mustard, but alternatively maybe she trusts him that much despite his poor financial situation.
As long as I don't hear hoofsteps up the stairs we're fine. We're not making enough noise to be heard, she thinks to herself.
She breathes audibly heavier through her nose, though not suddenly or loudly enough to be a snort. She can find herself approaching her summit as his magical body parts her vagina wider, and conversely he can feel greater pressure and resistance surrounding him. Her tail and rump press up against her stifle as she angles her rear slightly, trying to get her little clitoris to feel his love as well. She wants to wiggle her rear to get him to hit her walls at different angles, but ultimately decides not to.
Does Amber even know this is how foals are made? That might explain her carefree attitude to being ridden raw by Mustard, but alternatively maybe she trusts him that much despite his poor financial situation.
As long as I don't hear hoofsteps up the stairs we're fine. We're not making enough noise to be heard, she thinks to herself.
She breathes audibly heavier through her nose, though not suddenly or loudly enough to be a snort. She can find herself approaching her summit as his magical body parts her vagina wider, and conversely he can feel greater pressure and resistance surrounding him. Her tail and rump press up against her stifle as she angles her rear slightly, trying to get her little clitoris to feel his love as well. She wants to wiggle her rear to get him to hit her walls at different angles, but ultimately decides not to.
>>156046
Amber's subconscious surely wants his foal. She's only waiting for her body to come around.
[1d20 = 17]
He breathes a little louder, and pulls his lips back as he bites his teeth. He pushes harder, and deeper. Though he does not pull out much, his thrusts become faster and faster. The bed makes a definite sound now. Aber's clitoris feels the rub of his shaft, and occasionally his medial ring, which moves far enough out to rub against her vulva. His testicles occasionally swing forth far enough to contact her rump. Inside, the flare is distinct
Amber's subconscious surely wants his foal. She's only waiting for her body to come around.
[1d20 = 17]
He breathes a little louder, and pulls his lips back as he bites his teeth. He pushes harder, and deeper. Though he does not pull out much, his thrusts become faster and faster. The bed makes a definite sound now. Aber's clitoris feels the rub of his shaft, and occasionally his medial ring, which moves far enough out to rub against her vulva. His testicles occasionally swing forth far enough to contact her rump. Inside, the flare is distinct
>>156047
>>156048
The pleasure of her sensitive clitoris being rubbed against his masculinity, of his flare pushing her walls on all sides, of his testicles jumping up against her marehood, and of his warm embrace on all sides becomes too much for her.
"Mmmmm~" is her muffled cry as she jolts beneath him and her vagina closes on his member on all sides. Her eyes are closed shut, she has fiercely bitten the pillow in an attempt to stay quiet, and there is a small rush of something wet around his penis. She jolts a couple more times, each time creaking the bed, and smaller spurts lubricate her entrance. By the second jolt, however, she manages by force of will to relax her walls, freeing his penis and letting him continue to hump her or pull out if he desires. She barely has the presence of mind to hear anything with this cascade of sensations.
>>156048
The pleasure of her sensitive clitoris being rubbed against his masculinity, of his flare pushing her walls on all sides, of his testicles jumping up against her marehood, and of his warm embrace on all sides becomes too much for her.
"Mmmmm~" is her muffled cry as she jolts beneath him and her vagina closes on his member on all sides. Her eyes are closed shut, she has fiercely bitten the pillow in an attempt to stay quiet, and there is a small rush of something wet around his penis. She jolts a couple more times, each time creaking the bed, and smaller spurts lubricate her entrance. By the second jolt, however, she manages by force of will to relax her walls, freeing his penis and letting him continue to hump her or pull out if he desires. She barely has the presence of mind to hear anything with this cascade of sensations.
>>156052
Likely spurred on by Amber's embrace, he forces himself forward and back, forward and back pressing her walls aside. At the risk of making sound, he increases his speed.
It is not long after her internal contractions - indeed probably because of her internal contractions - that he makes a movement of his own. He moves his neck back, lower on her body, and bites her hair. He firmly wraps his forelegs around her neck in an embrace, and pulls her down. He presses his flare deeper into her, and then a jet of liquid streams out inside of her, followed by another jet of liquid.
He moans into her mane.
Less than a day ago, Amber jumped on Mustard Trim's back, ad bit down on his mane. Now, the positions are reversed. How does she like it?
[1d20 = 17]
Likely spurred on by Amber's embrace, he forces himself forward and back, forward and back pressing her walls aside. At the risk of making sound, he increases his speed.
It is not long after her internal contractions - indeed probably because of her internal contractions - that he makes a movement of his own. He moves his neck back, lower on her body, and bites her hair. He firmly wraps his forelegs around her neck in an embrace, and pulls her down. He presses his flare deeper into her, and then a jet of liquid streams out inside of her, followed by another jet of liquid.
He moans into her mane.
Less than a day ago, Amber jumped on Mustard Trim's back, ad bit down on his mane. Now, the positions are reversed. How does she like it?
[1d20 = 17]
>>156054
Mustard can feel the muscles of the pony beneath him shudder in euphoria as she continues to moan, both in pleasure and in pain, into the pillow as she snorts. Less than a day ago, this pony could have caused him serious harm, and can easily resist him now if she wanted. Now, she doesn't want to fight, she wants to be bred, and with her muzzle down in the pillow she's in a completely submissive position, even as he bites her hair and grabs her neck.
As she feels him twitch and ejaculate deep inside her she lets her walls instinctively press and lock him in. He can feel her heartbeat against him as she squeezes those ridged walls, stimulating and pumping as much as she can out of him.
Though undoubtedly she would feel different were it to actually happen, at this moment she almost doesn't care if they're found. She's caught up in the moment and won't let get anything get between her and her lover as they ride out their respective orgasms.
Mustard can feel the muscles of the pony beneath him shudder in euphoria as she continues to moan, both in pleasure and in pain, into the pillow as she snorts. Less than a day ago, this pony could have caused him serious harm, and can easily resist him now if she wanted. Now, she doesn't want to fight, she wants to be bred, and with her muzzle down in the pillow she's in a completely submissive position, even as he bites her hair and grabs her neck.
As she feels him twitch and ejaculate deep inside her she lets her walls instinctively press and lock him in. He can feel her heartbeat against him as she squeezes those ridged walls, stimulating and pumping as much as she can out of him.
Though undoubtedly she would feel different were it to actually happen, at this moment she almost doesn't care if they're found. She's caught up in the moment and won't let get anything get between her and her lover as they ride out their respective orgasms.
>>156058
A couple thrusts, a few more spurts, and then he simply holds himself overtop of her. He nibbles her ear. Downstairs, an advertisement plays loudly, advertising what seems to be chewing gum.
If Amber has any desire to hurt him.... well, she's playing the long game on that one.
He lays down on her, laying his belly on her back. He rests like this for some seconds. Not long, but some amount of time. After some seconds, he presses his forelegs down around her, lifts himself up, and takes the rag, placing it beneath. Then he pulls out of her, rubs himself, then her, and lays down next to her, still under the blanket.
A couple thrusts, a few more spurts, and then he simply holds himself overtop of her. He nibbles her ear. Downstairs, an advertisement plays loudly, advertising what seems to be chewing gum.
If Amber has any desire to hurt him.... well, she's playing the long game on that one.
He lays down on her, laying his belly on her back. He rests like this for some seconds. Not long, but some amount of time. After some seconds, he presses his forelegs down around her, lifts himself up, and takes the rag, placing it beneath. Then he pulls out of her, rubs himself, then her, and lays down next to her, still under the blanket.
>>156059
We did it! We did it…and we didn't get caught.
She lets go of the pillow and rests her head upon it. He can feel her heavy breaths push him up and down slightly. Though her muscles release their vice grip, she continues to hold him snugly in her warm and now very wet cave. She enjoys the feeling of how they fit into one another so well, as if they are made for each other. When Mustard is ready to get off, she lets him pull himself out.
Mustard can feel her labia twitch and warm viscous ooze cascade out as he cleans her with the cum-rag. She giggles as he touches her sensitive bits, and she presses her walls together to squeeze out as much foalbatter as she can. Even so, there's going to be a stain on the blanket underneath, at least from the mare's ejaculate.
When he's done, she folds her hind legs closer to her body to give him room and nuzzles up against him. There's quite a lot of body heat under that blanket.
"Thank you for that,", she whispers. "I love you."
We did it! We did it…and we didn't get caught.
She lets go of the pillow and rests her head upon it. He can feel her heavy breaths push him up and down slightly. Though her muscles release their vice grip, she continues to hold him snugly in her warm and now very wet cave. She enjoys the feeling of how they fit into one another so well, as if they are made for each other. When Mustard is ready to get off, she lets him pull himself out.
Mustard can feel her labia twitch and warm viscous ooze cascade out as he cleans her with the cum-rag. She giggles as he touches her sensitive bits, and she presses her walls together to squeeze out as much foalbatter as she can. Even so, there's going to be a stain on the blanket underneath, at least from the mare's ejaculate.
When he's done, she folds her hind legs closer to her body to give him room and nuzzles up against him. There's quite a lot of body heat under that blanket.
"Thank you for that,", she whispers. "I love you."
>>156063
He gives her the time, resting on her, and rubs her genitals with the rag, but ends up laying next to her. The small size of the bed forces them to press against each other. It seems he is content to simply lay there, or even fall asleep. But with Amber's words, he throws his leg around her, and pulls her towards him
"Anytime, Amber"
He gives her the time, resting on her, and rubs her genitals with the rag, but ends up laying next to her. The small size of the bed forces them to press against each other. It seems he is content to simply lay there, or even fall asleep. But with Amber's words, he throws his leg around her, and pulls her towards him
"Anytime, Amber"
>>156062
"Thank Celestia for you, Frizzle! Do what you can to keep him down!"
He points the revolver down at the zebra.
"Alright, talk."
"Thank Celestia for you, Frizzle! Do what you can to keep him down!"
He points the revolver down at the zebra.
"Alright, talk."
>>156064
Nothing makes her happier than lying so close with this colt, their rumps and shoulders pressed up against each other, his foreleg around her. She still has a furious blush as she enjoys the afterglow of their coitus, her whole body feeling a rosy warmth. Her eyes are closed as she rubs her forehead against his cheek, Mustard's book still in front of them (though it may have been moved around as the bed shook).
Nothing makes her happier than lying so close with this colt, their rumps and shoulders pressed up against each other, his foreleg around her. She still has a furious blush as she enjoys the afterglow of their coitus, her whole body feeling a rosy warmth. Her eyes are closed as she rubs her forehead against his cheek, Mustard's book still in front of them (though it may have been moved around as the bed shook).
>>156067
filly is nuzzled
"I couldn't have lived with myself if you hadn't," she says breathlessly. "You have been nothing but good to me, and I wish I could repay your kindness. I always want to be with you, Mustard."
filly is nuzzled
"I couldn't have lived with myself if you hadn't," she says breathlessly. "You have been nothing but good to me, and I wish I could repay your kindness. I always want to be with you, Mustard."
>>156069
"We were just hired to capture the colts" He says
"We saw you enter here with him by chance, and then stuck around."
>>156068
He turns to her, and places his other leg underneath her chest, until he has both legs around her. He rocks her in the hug. Indeed, he huggles her.
"You're so adorable, Amber. I'm glad you picked me."
"We were just hired to capture the colts" He says
"We saw you enter here with him by chance, and then stuck around."
>>156068
He turns to her, and places his other leg underneath her chest, until he has both legs around her. He rocks her in the hug. Indeed, he huggles her.
"You're so adorable, Amber. I'm glad you picked me."
>>156070
Amber enjoys the warmth of the huggle, though he is a bit of a bony pony. Her tail is flopping around happily.
"Who else was there to pick? We're perfect for each other," she coos.
Amber enjoys the warmth of the huggle, though he is a bit of a bony pony. Her tail is flopping around happily.
"Who else was there to pick? We're perfect for each other," she coos.
>>156071
Unfortunately for Amber’s enjoyment of her perfect moment, he takes that as a serious question.
“Well, I thought somepony who plays an instrument, or plays sports. Or maybe is older with a job. Well, a more proper job.”
Unfortunately for Amber’s enjoyment of her perfect moment, he takes that as a serious question.
“Well, I thought somepony who plays an instrument, or plays sports. Or maybe is older with a job. Well, a more proper job.”
>>156072
She seems to ponder this, as if this hasn't occurred to her before.
"I suppose…but even without those, you're perfect. You're young like me, anything is open for us." He gets a reassuring smile.
She seems to ponder this, as if this hasn't occurred to her before.
"I suppose…but even without those, you're perfect. You're young like me, anything is open for us." He gets a reassuring smile.
>>156075
She kisses his cheek before laying the side of her head on the pillow with a warm but tired smiles, her indigo eyes half-lidded.
She kisses his cheek before laying the side of her head on the pillow with a warm but tired smiles, her indigo eyes half-lidded.
>>156076
He looks into her eyes with his own abs smiles. He pets her mane.
“You want to take a nap?” He asks
He looks into her eyes with his own abs smiles. He pets her mane.
“You want to take a nap?” He asks
>>156078
He makes a long pet along her body, down her mane.
"You're so sweet." He says. "Want to move to the other bed?" He asks
He makes a long pet along her body, down her mane.
"You're so sweet." He says. "Want to move to the other bed?" He asks
>>156079
Despite her roughness, her hair is still decently soft. Not silky-soft, but good enough. Her woolen dress is still covering her but has been spared from the products of their intercourse. He can feel that it's still pulled up and her rump is bare.
"Inviting me to sleep in your bed?" she asks with a brief wry smile. "Sure." She starts to get to her hooves, arching her back up to stretch.
Despite her roughness, her hair is still decently soft. Not silky-soft, but good enough. Her woolen dress is still covering her but has been spared from the products of their intercourse. He can feel that it's still pulled up and her rump is bare.
"Inviting me to sleep in your bed?" she asks with a brief wry smile. "Sure." She starts to get to her hooves, arching her back up to stretch.
>>156080
"I think it would be kind of nice." He says. He is the first to get up and off the bed. He has to be, because Amber is sandwiched between him and the wall. Once Amber is up and stretching, he takes some time to staring appreciatively at her hindquarters while it is still exposed. Once this is done, he does not join Amber, but instead carefully moves the blanket, then the old blanket, and then the rag, eventually leaving the room with the rag hidden by his side.
"I think it would be kind of nice." He says. He is the first to get up and off the bed. He has to be, because Amber is sandwiched between him and the wall. Once Amber is up and stretching, he takes some time to staring appreciatively at her hindquarters while it is still exposed. Once this is done, he does not join Amber, but instead carefully moves the blanket, then the old blanket, and then the rag, eventually leaving the room with the rag hidden by his side.
>>156081
It's a nice angle from which to look at them. Such soft lips, framed by a pleasantly round figure!
The old blanket has some secretions on it, though not as much as the cum-rag. Amber straightens out the bed underneath before climbing onto Mustard's own bed, her dress falling back over her tail. The pillow has some saliva on it and she leaves it behind, instead resting on her lover's bed as it's designed to. She gets comfortable as she lies on her side.
It's a nice angle from which to look at them. Such soft lips, framed by a pleasantly round figure!
The old blanket has some secretions on it, though not as much as the cum-rag. Amber straightens out the bed underneath before climbing onto Mustard's own bed, her dress falling back over her tail. The pillow has some saliva on it and she leaves it behind, instead resting on her lover's bed as it's designed to. She gets comfortable as she lies on her side.
>>156082
Mustard Trim takes his time, as cleaning up and covering up takes priority. He places the old blanket back in the closet - even as it has some liquids on it, and spends a minute or more out of the room, evidently having closed the door and turned the lights on. He moves things around on the other bed, and places dirty clothes back on top of it. Amber has had some time to lay down on the bed before he walks over, and lays on the bed next to her, his belly towards hers, and looking into her eyes.
Mustard Trim takes his time, as cleaning up and covering up takes priority. He places the old blanket back in the closet - even as it has some liquids on it, and spends a minute or more out of the room, evidently having closed the door and turned the lights on. He moves things around on the other bed, and places dirty clothes back on top of it. Amber has had some time to lay down on the bed before he walks over, and lays on the bed next to her, his belly towards hers, and looking into her eyes.
>>156083
Amber almost dozes off before he climbs on. Her purplish eyes gaze into his lovingly as she nuzzles his muzzle. Her legs are put on either side of Mustard as she nestles next to him, enjoying his body warmth. Slowly, she begins to fall asleep.
Amber almost dozes off before he climbs on. Her purplish eyes gaze into his lovingly as she nuzzles his muzzle. Her legs are put on either side of Mustard as she nestles next to him, enjoying his body warmth. Slowly, she begins to fall asleep.
>>156084
This time, it’s Amber’s turn to hold somepony in her arms…. Err, between her legs… Except, you know, for different reasons. She can feel the contrast of the warmth of his fur versus the cooler air of the room.
The little pony may fall asleep.
This time, it’s Amber’s turn to hold somepony in her arms…. Err, between her legs… Except, you know, for different reasons. She can feel the contrast of the warmth of his fur versus the cooler air of the room.
The little pony may fall asleep.
>>156089
Silver grinds the zebra's head against the rough ground, especially focusing on the head wound he sustained. There's a coldness in his voice.
"I do not care. I simply wish to talk to him, get him to cancel this Celestia-damned hit against literal colts. I am granting you choice, either you tell me where he is and no one gets hurt worse, or you stay silent and I carve my way through each and every member of your organization to get to him anyways."
Silver grinds the zebra's head against the rough ground, especially focusing on the head wound he sustained. There's a coldness in his voice.
"I do not care. I simply wish to talk to him, get him to cancel this Celestia-damned hit against literal colts. I am granting you choice, either you tell me where he is and no one gets hurt worse, or you stay silent and I carve my way through each and every member of your organization to get to him anyways."
>>156091
[1d3 = 3]
Just how tired is the little pony?
>>156090
He winces in pain as his head is pushed against the concrete.
"Ah! Yip! Yip!"
He barks in a peculiar sort of way.
While he is on the ground, he says, exasperated
"It's not a hit! We were just going to take the colt away is all."
But after the pressure is no longer applied...
"Heh... You really think you can defeat us? You can't. The police will be here soon" he says
[1d3 = 3]
Just how tired is the little pony?
>>156090
He winces in pain as his head is pushed against the concrete.
"Ah! Yip! Yip!"
He barks in a peculiar sort of way.
While he is on the ground, he says, exasperated
"It's not a hit! We were just going to take the colt away is all."
But after the pressure is no longer applied...
"Heh... You really think you can defeat us? You can't. The police will be here soon" he says
>>156092
Tired enough for a half-hour nap, at least. She short-changed herself on sleep AND has had physical exertion.
Tired enough for a half-hour nap, at least. She short-changed herself on sleep AND has had physical exertion.
>>156093
Alright, I know what scenario I'mma go with.
She has a short but sweet dream of galivanting along a hill with her lover.
Amber wakes up alone in the bed, with her husband having evidently wiggled his way out of her grasp during her sleep. There is no mystery as to his whereabouts, as Amber can see her coworker sitting upright on the other bed opposite her. The lamp is on, he is wearing glasses, and he has a book open on his lap, which he is reading.
Alright, I know what scenario I'mma go with.
She has a short but sweet dream of galivanting along a hill with her lover.
Amber wakes up alone in the bed, with her husband having evidently wiggled his way out of her grasp during her sleep. There is no mystery as to his whereabouts, as Amber can see her coworker sitting upright on the other bed opposite her. The lamp is on, he is wearing glasses, and he has a book open on his lap, which he is reading.
>>156092
"If you were calling your friends disguised as police, you will regret that decision."
He puts the end of the revolver's barrel against the zebra's temple and cocks the hammer back. The sound of the cylinder moving echos through his skull.
"Last chance. Tell me where he is located. Going once. Going twice..."
"If you were calling your friends disguised as police, you will regret that decision."
He puts the end of the revolver's barrel against the zebra's temple and cocks the hammer back. The sound of the cylinder moving echos through his skull.
"Last chance. Tell me where he is located. Going once. Going twice..."
>>156094
She opens her eyes, a satisfied expression on her face as an outstretched forelegs rubs along the bed in front of her. "What are you reading?" she sleepily calls out.
She opens her eyes, a satisfied expression on her face as an outstretched forelegs rubs along the bed in front of her. "What are you reading?" she sleepily calls out.
>>156095
Silver feels a tap on his shoulder. Judging from the relatively soft object, and the angle (it comes from Silver's side, rather than above or behind him) the best guess is it's Mala.
The Zebra's eyes are amazingly wide, and he stares somewhere off into the distance to the right of Silver's shoulder, evidently in the sky. His ears go all the way down
[1d20 = 11]
Silver feels a tap on his shoulder. Judging from the relatively soft object, and the angle (it comes from Silver's side, rather than above or behind him) the best guess is it's Mala.
The Zebra's eyes are amazingly wide, and he stares somewhere off into the distance to the right of Silver's shoulder, evidently in the sky. His ears go all the way down
[1d20 = 11]
>>156096
"A school book" he replies. He looks over towards Amber. He looks a bit different with glasses on.
>>156098
Mala looks at him concerned. Mala's lips are covered in blood, as is his leg, and his paw. He looks scared.
"The police will be coming. They always respond to the sound of gunshots. It may take them a while, but they will come."
The zebra however, says,
"Okay, okay"
"A school book" he replies. He looks over towards Amber. He looks a bit different with glasses on.
>>156098
Mala looks at him concerned. Mala's lips are covered in blood, as is his leg, and his paw. He looks scared.
"The police will be coming. They always respond to the sound of gunshots. It may take them a while, but they will come."
The zebra however, says,
"Okay, okay"
>>156099
Silver calls out to Frizzle.
"Does diamond dog have car keys on him?"
He turns back towards the zebra, voice still as cold as the steel pressed against the gangster's head.
"Talk."
Silver calls out to Frizzle.
"Does diamond dog have car keys on him?"
He turns back towards the zebra, voice still as cold as the steel pressed against the gangster's head.
"Talk."
>>156102
He smiles
“You’re welcome. I enjoyed much of last night… but I feel today has been better.”
>>156103
Frizzle:
“I don’t know. I can’t hold him down much longer. He’s still wrestling with me.”
Mala looks at Silver with a scared expression.
“What should I do?”
The zebra, however, seems a little more frightened than Mala:
“He visits the Golden Sun restaurant and does some of his business there.”
He smiles
“You’re welcome. I enjoyed much of last night… but I feel today has been better.”
>>156103
Frizzle:
“I don’t know. I can’t hold him down much longer. He’s still wrestling with me.”
Mala looks at Silver with a scared expression.
“What should I do?”
The zebra, however, seems a little more frightened than Mala:
“He visits the Golden Sun restaurant and does some of his business there.”
>>156104
"Just stay with me, my friend, you will be okay."
Silver lifts the zebra up off the ground, and pushes him forward. Although no longer grappling, he keeps the revolver pointed at the zebra.
"Thank you. Now go, and do not ever show your face around this orphanage or these colts again or I not hesitate to send you straight to Tartarus."
"Just stay with me, my friend, you will be okay."
Silver lifts the zebra up off the ground, and pushes him forward. Although no longer grappling, he keeps the revolver pointed at the zebra.
"Thank you. Now go, and do not ever show your face around this orphanage or these colts again or I not hesitate to send you straight to Tartarus."
>>156104
"It's been less frantic, more…romantic," she says, giggling. She gets up and hops off the bed, her mane in slight disarray.
"May I use your bathroom?" she asks.
"It's been less frantic, more…romantic," she says, giggling. She gets up and hops off the bed, her mane in slight disarray.
"May I use your bathroom?" she asks.
>>156105
The vehicle is close enough to them that pushing him forward may result in pressing him against the car’s frame, or against the rear right passenger seat through the car’s open door. The Zebra’s eyes are wide, and he remains silent.
Mala:
“Are you sure?”
>>156106
“Heheh, yeah. Sure you can.”
Amber surely still has some of her coltfriend in her. She probably still has some in her from last night and the morning.
The vehicle is close enough to them that pushing him forward may result in pressing him against the car’s frame, or against the rear right passenger seat through the car’s open door. The Zebra’s eyes are wide, and he remains silent.
Mala:
“Are you sure?”
>>156106
“Heheh, yeah. Sure you can.”
Amber surely still has some of her coltfriend in her. She probably still has some in her from last night and the morning.
>>156107
"Thanks, I won't be long."
She goes into the hallway and looks down the stairwell before entering the bathroom. How does it compare to hers?
"Thanks, I won't be long."
She goes into the hallway and looks down the stairwell before entering the bathroom. How does it compare to hers?
>>156107
The original intention was to push him away into the street. He gives a brief nod at Mala before returning his attention to the zebra.
"Well, go! Run!"
The original intention was to push him away into the street. He gives a brief nod at Mala before returning his attention to the zebra.
"Well, go! Run!"
>>156108
The front door is closed, light still comes through the windows next to the door, indicating it is daylight (this would have been evident in Mustard's room as well), and there is yellow light illuminating the foyer.
It's a little cramped, with a small toilet, a single small window, and a bathtub-shower. The tile floors look nice, there are several blue and white towels and rags with floral designs on them, and the white paint of the wall looks new. So it probably looks better than Amber's bathroom, though the actual dimensions of the bathroom may be slightly smaller.
>>156109
Mala looks at him, evidently comforted.
Or maybe the Zebra doesn't get pressed into the car... He moves a little to the left, places a hoof in the open car seat, and turns around trying to get up. At first, he starts to crawl into the car seat. Evidently he decides against this, because he turns around and starts towards the back of the car. He runs into the side of the car as he tries to clear his way around, falls down, quickly gets back up, and trots off at high speed.
Mala is still overtop of his quarry.
The front door is closed, light still comes through the windows next to the door, indicating it is daylight (this would have been evident in Mustard's room as well), and there is yellow light illuminating the foyer.
It's a little cramped, with a small toilet, a single small window, and a bathtub-shower. The tile floors look nice, there are several blue and white towels and rags with floral designs on them, and the white paint of the wall looks new. So it probably looks better than Amber's bathroom, though the actual dimensions of the bathroom may be slightly smaller.
>>156109
Mala looks at him, evidently comforted.
Or maybe the Zebra doesn't get pressed into the car... He moves a little to the left, places a hoof in the open car seat, and turns around trying to get up. At first, he starts to crawl into the car seat. Evidently he decides against this, because he turns around and starts towards the back of the car. He runs into the side of the car as he tries to clear his way around, falls down, quickly gets back up, and trots off at high speed.
Mala is still overtop of his quarry.
>>156110
"Oh, this is nice," she says to herself. It's certainly better laid out; whereas Amber's bathroom is a long rectangle with sink, toilet, and shower laid out in a row, this is a compact yet comfortable square shape. She notices they have a proper bathtub, and she yearns to once again enjoy a nice, relaxing hot bath. Maybe another time; it would be just rude to do so on her first visit.
She carefully strips off her dress, inspects it–she succeeded in keeping it clean, folds it and puts it in a place where it won't get trampled, such as on a towel rack. Once she finishes using the toilet, she takes some tissue paper, wets it in the sink, and lies on her back in the tub to give her better access. She sticks one of her hind legs up in the air and wipes off her rump and thighs. When she's finished, she discards it in the toilet and repeats the process, sighing softly as she wipes along her vulva. She needs to muffle a gasp as she sticks it inside, wiping away the sticky secretions. She gets another wad and pushes it deeper, into her canal proper. She cannot get very deep inside so she stands upright, braced against the wall, pushing with her walls to coax out any fluid that has remained. This odd positioning triggers a cramp in her leg, but she is able to suffer through it.
It doesn't take longer than a few minutes to complete this cleaning. She flushes away the evidence of her intercourse, washes her hooves, puts her dress back on, and walks back to Mustard's room with a blushing face.
"Oh, this is nice," she says to herself. It's certainly better laid out; whereas Amber's bathroom is a long rectangle with sink, toilet, and shower laid out in a row, this is a compact yet comfortable square shape. She notices they have a proper bathtub, and she yearns to once again enjoy a nice, relaxing hot bath. Maybe another time; it would be just rude to do so on her first visit.
She carefully strips off her dress, inspects it–she succeeded in keeping it clean, folds it and puts it in a place where it won't get trampled, such as on a towel rack. Once she finishes using the toilet, she takes some tissue paper, wets it in the sink, and lies on her back in the tub to give her better access. She sticks one of her hind legs up in the air and wipes off her rump and thighs. When she's finished, she discards it in the toilet and repeats the process, sighing softly as she wipes along her vulva. She needs to muffle a gasp as she sticks it inside, wiping away the sticky secretions. She gets another wad and pushes it deeper, into her canal proper. She cannot get very deep inside so she stands upright, braced against the wall, pushing with her walls to coax out any fluid that has remained. This odd positioning triggers a cramp in her leg, but she is able to suffer through it.
It doesn't take longer than a few minutes to complete this cleaning. She flushes away the evidence of her intercourse, washes her hooves, puts her dress back on, and walks back to Mustard's room with a blushing face.
>>156111
The poor girl does not get a hot bath.
Mustard would be disappointed that Amber cleaned away (most of) the love stain he left in her. Then again, he wouldn't know, and in any event he'll appreciate the increased friction in the next intercourse.
Mustard Trim looks to her as she returns to the room, turning his head up, and still wearing the glasses. He has a second book open on the bed, but is otherwise in the same position as before, still reading.
"Hello Amber"
The poor girl does not get a hot bath.
Mustard would be disappointed that Amber cleaned away (most of) the love stain he left in her. Then again, he wouldn't know, and in any event he'll appreciate the increased friction in the next intercourse.
Mustard Trim looks to her as she returns to the room, turning his head up, and still wearing the glasses. He has a second book open on the bed, but is otherwise in the same position as before, still reading.
"Hello Amber"
>>156112
What with Mustard preferring Amber to have his 'love stains' on and in her, he may one day want to keep her in a jar which he'll slowly fill up.
"Hi Mustard. Would you like some help?" She looks at what this book is now.
What with Mustard preferring Amber to have his 'love stains' on and in her, he may one day want to keep her in a jar which he'll slowly fill up.
"Hi Mustard. Would you like some help?" She looks at what this book is now.
>>156113
>First line
Well that got dark quickly
"Help with what?" He asks
It appears to be a history text book.
>First line
Well that got dark quickly
"Help with what?" He asks
It appears to be a history text book.
>>156115
"Okay" He says, as if testing her. He flips a couple pages
"Alright, here's one of the study questions. It's local history. 'What were the underlying causes of the Baltimare clashes of 770?'"
"Okay" He says, as if testing her. He flips a couple pages
"Alright, here's one of the study questions. It's local history. 'What were the underlying causes of the Baltimare clashes of 770?'"
>>156119
History: the generally accepted reason was an aversion to a series of customs duties on both imported abs exported goods, as well as grants of monopolies to specific trading companies.
Local: several local militia members were killed, as well as prominent merchant and bystanders. The incident(s) is seen as a part of the founding of Baltimare’s regional identity, and resulted in the central government loosening trade monopolies, and ultimately (a decade later) resulted in regional government offices being transferred to Baltimare from Fillydelphia.
History: the generally accepted reason was an aversion to a series of customs duties on both imported abs exported goods, as well as grants of monopolies to specific trading companies.
Local: several local militia members were killed, as well as prominent merchant and bystanders. The incident(s) is seen as a part of the founding of Baltimare’s regional identity, and resulted in the central government loosening trade monopolies, and ultimately (a decade later) resulted in regional government offices being transferred to Baltimare from Fillydelphia.
>>156120
She thinks she has a satisfactory answer. "Well, there was an incident where some local ponies were killed over disagreements about custom duties and monopolies. It took a whole decade before the region saw more autonomy, but the monopolies were loosened in the meantime."
She thinks she has a satisfactory answer. "Well, there was an incident where some local ponies were killed over disagreements about custom duties and monopolies. It took a whole decade before the region saw more autonomy, but the monopolies were loosened in the meantime."
>>156122
She puts a hoof to her mouth. "Hmm…well the locals certainly didn't like the duties or monopolies, and I suppose they wanted autonomous government."
She puts a hoof to her mouth. "Hmm…well the locals certainly didn't like the duties or monopolies, and I suppose they wanted autonomous government."
>>156123
He nods, evidently pleased.
“Okay…” he looks down to the book. “I think my teacher said it was about middle class merchants like ship owners resenting the lower payouts the shipping company gave… which has something to do with the customs, but it was more a revolt against the local rich. Also something about the militias being madd to help protect against Diamond dogs, which I guess the Royal Guard wasn’t doing.”
He nods, evidently pleased.
“Okay…” he looks down to the book. “I think my teacher said it was about middle class merchants like ship owners resenting the lower payouts the shipping company gave… which has something to do with the customs, but it was more a revolt against the local rich. Also something about the militias being madd to help protect against Diamond dogs, which I guess the Royal Guard wasn’t doing.”
>>156124
"That sounds interesting. Want me to read along with you? For real, this time," she says with a toothy grin.
"That sounds interesting. Want me to read along with you? For real, this time," she says with a toothy grin.
>>156126
She hops onto his bed, pushing him with her shoulder and swinging her hind legs to her side. She leans up against him, looking at the book.
She hops onto his bed, pushing him with her shoulder and swinging her hind legs to her side. She leans up against him, looking at the book.
>>156127
And so she is cuddled up with her coltfriend, reading a history text book. Despite not actually attending secondary school…
So the book claims that the Baltimare and Hayseed regions were filled with hostile creatures. These ranged from Hydra and Chimera in the swamps, to entire villages of Diamond Dogs, which are quasi-indigenous to the region, having migrated there before the migration of the Hearthswarming Covenant nations. Dragons are a menace as always. Now, these dangers had historically been handled by local levies, which were insufficient, and then by military orders of the Celestial church. This went on for a while, but funding and other issues forced the movement of garrisons of Royal Guard into the area. While the area of Hayseed had long been inhabited - indeed, Mage Meadowbrook is from there - it was intercontinental trade that caused the area of the Horseshoe bay to become of importance to Canterlot. More Royal Guard were stationed there as the years went by, and a series of disputes starting with an abducted filly became a war against the Diamond Dogs. The result of the war was to convince the local settlers that the Royal guard was insufficient, and that they needed additional protection, while it convinced the Central government that the region was expensive to handle, and additional funds needed to be raised. There were other things going on, like a war against the Yaks and a shortage of precious metal for coinage and this high interest rates on loans, which lead to financial difficulties for the central government. The militia were something like a return to the old levy system, with young stallions being impressed into training and service. The existence of the militia made many in Baltimare feel they didn’t need the central government, didn’t get their money’s worth out of the central government, and felt they could negotiate better deals with the central government. And those were among the many factors in the milieu leading up to the revolt.
And so she is cuddled up with her coltfriend, reading a history text book. Despite not actually attending secondary school…
So the book claims that the Baltimare and Hayseed regions were filled with hostile creatures. These ranged from Hydra and Chimera in the swamps, to entire villages of Diamond Dogs, which are quasi-indigenous to the region, having migrated there before the migration of the Hearthswarming Covenant nations. Dragons are a menace as always. Now, these dangers had historically been handled by local levies, which were insufficient, and then by military orders of the Celestial church. This went on for a while, but funding and other issues forced the movement of garrisons of Royal Guard into the area. While the area of Hayseed had long been inhabited - indeed, Mage Meadowbrook is from there - it was intercontinental trade that caused the area of the Horseshoe bay to become of importance to Canterlot. More Royal Guard were stationed there as the years went by, and a series of disputes starting with an abducted filly became a war against the Diamond Dogs. The result of the war was to convince the local settlers that the Royal guard was insufficient, and that they needed additional protection, while it convinced the Central government that the region was expensive to handle, and additional funds needed to be raised. There were other things going on, like a war against the Yaks and a shortage of precious metal for coinage and this high interest rates on loans, which lead to financial difficulties for the central government. The militia were something like a return to the old levy system, with young stallions being impressed into training and service. The existence of the militia made many in Baltimare feel they didn’t need the central government, didn’t get their money’s worth out of the central government, and felt they could negotiate better deals with the central government. And those were among the many factors in the milieu leading up to the revolt.
>>156128
Yay, lore!
She occasionally mutters some comments at highlights in the text.
"Oh my, I'm glad it's not so dangerous now."
"That poor filly, I hope she was rescued…."
"So THAT'S why!"
Finally, she turns her head, which has been on Mustard's shoulder, and faces him to posit a question he may not have faced before.
"If you were called to fight in the militia…would you?"
Yay, lore!
She occasionally mutters some comments at highlights in the text.
"Oh my, I'm glad it's not so dangerous now."
"That poor filly, I hope she was rescued…."
"So THAT'S why!"
Finally, she turns her head, which has been on Mustard's shoulder, and faces him to posit a question he may not have faced before.
"If you were called to fight in the militia…would you?"
>>156129
>I'm glad it's not so dangerous now
D’awww, she’s so naive it’s adorable.
>That poor filly, I hope she was rescued….
According to a footnote in the book, the Amstel Unicorn named Minty Mirth was finally rescued after two years, and actually not until after the war was over. She was found to have more or less assimilated into Diamond Dog society, speaking their language, though she retained full memories of her life before. The reasons for her abduction are unknown besides the natural savagery of Diamond Dogs, though for what it’s worth, her father, who reported the crime, claimed it was in retaliation for killing s Diamond dog a week before in a trespass abs dispute over land, and Minty Mirth herself claimed she thought it was all a game with some Diamond Dog pups, and didn’t realize anything was wrong until after she was in their camp. She was 6 at the time, so of course she would have been easy to fool.
Mustard Trim looks back at Amber with a serious expression:
“My mother told me that if I got drafted, I should apply for deferment under Sole Survivor. I don’t think so. I don’t think I could. Not after Careful Cut gave up his deferment fir essential worker to go. Not after Pa volunteered so Careful Cut… my-my brother - so he wouldn’t have to go alone. I am pretty sure that if hadn’t been for the Duke, that war would still be going on, and it would be my turn in six months. Mother says she’d never forgive me if I went. But I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t - if I were called and I didn’t. I know the reputation of those who stay behind. Those who take the higher wages, sleep in beds, and sleep with the wives and fillyfriends of those who fought. I don’t want to be one of those. I would rather go.”
He does not, and cannot make eye contact with Amber as he speaks. His lines sound almost rehearsed.
>I'm glad it's not so dangerous now
D’awww, she’s so naive it’s adorable.
>That poor filly, I hope she was rescued….
According to a footnote in the book, the Amstel Unicorn named Minty Mirth was finally rescued after two years, and actually not until after the war was over. She was found to have more or less assimilated into Diamond Dog society, speaking their language, though she retained full memories of her life before. The reasons for her abduction are unknown besides the natural savagery of Diamond Dogs, though for what it’s worth, her father, who reported the crime, claimed it was in retaliation for killing s Diamond dog a week before in a trespass abs dispute over land, and Minty Mirth herself claimed she thought it was all a game with some Diamond Dog pups, and didn’t realize anything was wrong until after she was in their camp. She was 6 at the time, so of course she would have been easy to fool.
Mustard Trim looks back at Amber with a serious expression:
“My mother told me that if I got drafted, I should apply for deferment under Sole Survivor. I don’t think so. I don’t think I could. Not after Careful Cut gave up his deferment fir essential worker to go. Not after Pa volunteered so Careful Cut… my-my brother - so he wouldn’t have to go alone. I am pretty sure that if hadn’t been for the Duke, that war would still be going on, and it would be my turn in six months. Mother says she’d never forgive me if I went. But I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t - if I were called and I didn’t. I know the reputation of those who stay behind. Those who take the higher wages, sleep in beds, and sleep with the wives and fillyfriends of those who fought. I don’t want to be one of those. I would rather go.”
He does not, and cannot make eye contact with Amber as he speaks. His lines sound almost rehearsed.
>>156130
>naive
Reality will be like a cold dunk in the Bay's waters in February.
It's a relief to Amber that Minty was rescued, though she wonders how a pony could learn the Diamond Dog language. How exactly does an equine manage to bark, growl and whine like they do? She realizes she knows practically nothing about Diamond Dogs; she's glad that although they are savage they're not quite so savage as to do anything particularly bad to her. Not like changelings, who are unredeemable.
Mustard's response makes her turn her head away and she finds that she shivers as she hears it. She asked about a militia, not a drafting into a wider war, though the latter may be inevitable in this age. A militia at least stays in the area; you can still sleep in your bed, partake in festivals, and see your loved ones as you protect them. The draft is much more horrible, where you're sent to a strange place to fight unyielding hordes with tanks and planes and other terrible weapons of war. She hopes Mustard never has to face that. But if he does…
"I-if you're drafted…," she chokes out, "I'd…I'd join alongside you. I wouldn't stay behind either."
>naive
Reality will be like a cold dunk in the Bay's waters in February.
It's a relief to Amber that Minty was rescued, though she wonders how a pony could learn the Diamond Dog language. How exactly does an equine manage to bark, growl and whine like they do? She realizes she knows practically nothing about Diamond Dogs; she's glad that although they are savage they're not quite so savage as to do anything particularly bad to her. Not like changelings, who are unredeemable.
Mustard's response makes her turn her head away and she finds that she shivers as she hears it. She asked about a militia, not a drafting into a wider war, though the latter may be inevitable in this age. A militia at least stays in the area; you can still sleep in your bed, partake in festivals, and see your loved ones as you protect them. The draft is much more horrible, where you're sent to a strange place to fight unyielding hordes with tanks and planes and other terrible weapons of war. She hopes Mustard never has to face that. But if he does…
"I-if you're drafted…," she chokes out, "I'd…I'd join alongside you. I wouldn't stay behind either."
>>156131
Diamond Dogs are crude, abduct ponies, and worst of all, only tip like 2 bits even if they bring an entire large party to a restaurant. This latter issue is one of the things Mustard complained about to Asper Spring.
Mustard Trim may have misunderstood her question, but she’s left with the answer she got. Mustard picks up his leg, places it around her, and rubs behind her ears with his hoof.
“That’s sweet of you Amber. I don’t know if they’d let you stay with me though.”
Diamond Dogs are crude, abduct ponies, and worst of all, only tip like 2 bits even if they bring an entire large party to a restaurant. This latter issue is one of the things Mustard complained about to Asper Spring.
Mustard Trim may have misunderstood her question, but she’s left with the answer she got. Mustard picks up his leg, places it around her, and rubs behind her ears with his hoof.
“That’s sweet of you Amber. I don’t know if they’d let you stay with me though.”
>>156132
She as well puts her foreleg around him and rubs his side.
"I wouldn't want to ever leave you. I'm sorry for bringing up that question," she whimpers.
She as well puts her foreleg around him and rubs his side.
"I wouldn't want to ever leave you. I'm sorry for bringing up that question," she whimpers.
>>156133
pony is wubbed
"It's okay..." he says meekly
"It makes things better to have you here, studying with me."
pony is wubbed
"It's okay..." he says meekly
"It makes things better to have you here, studying with me."
>>156135
Among the other factors shaping Baltimare's history, is the distinction between the rich and the poor. Now, obviously this is a factor in all locations in all times in history, but it's unique within the city of Baltimare relative to the remainder of the Equestrian Southeast. Baltimare exists because of its location on the natural harbor of Horseshoe Bay, and its position on the mouth of the Delamare River helps. Baltimare is the single closest deep water Equestrian port to Zebrica (or at least it was), and is the closest to the ports in Wingbardy and the old Royal Dominions of New Mareland, New Freeside, and Starcross, as well as the Dominion of Puerto Caballo and Maregypt. It also served as an in-between between the shallow ports of the Southeast and the ports of the Equestrian East Coast. The result was that raw materials mined or grown in the south would be sent to Baltimare for refinement, and exported to elsewhere, while goods from elsewhere would be sent to Baltimare, and repacked into smaller boats to be shipped to the south. The result is that ponies who made fortunes in various industries and trades in the Southeast would concentrate themselves in Baltimare, while the city had a massive underclass of dock workers, sailors, and various workers, besides an even more important and prominent middle class of numerous varieties of craftsmares, professionals, and lower level merchants.
This became an issue especially in the lead up to the revolt of 770, as the legally granted trade monopolies granted an inordinate amount of power in the hooves of the few business owners of Baltimare. The disparity in economic power, tolerable in peace time, became intolerable under the circumstances of the age. The shipping industry lost a great many ships to the privateers of Pridea, who supported the Yaks in an undeclared war against Equestria. And many industries stood to lose from the new customs duties and tariffs. With their power, the losses were generally transferred onto the lower and middle classes, causing great ire, and the disparity in suffering made the disparity in power and wealth all the more blatant. The middle class had a decades long grievance against the monopolies, as they reduced upward mobility for ambitious ponies, and forced them to play politics to win the favor of their bosses for limited privileges, like captaining a ship.
Thus, with all of these factors that had been brooding for decades, a revolt was imminent. A mare broke off her engagement with a local ship captain to become become the second wife of Joseph Curwhinny - the owner of a shipping company with a monopoly on trade to multiple Griffonian and Zebrican nations, and a majority of the trade to the East Coast and the Dominions, easily the single most powerful individual in Baltimare. He lived a life entirely alien to most of his workers, and to the population of Baltimare. So when the jilted lover spread rumors that he was in fact some sort of evil sorcerer, many of the lower classes and some of the militia were willing to believe it. Thus began the most violent act of the rebellion.
The book has to note that there is an alternate interpretation of the set of events that the revolt wasn't actually a proper revolt in the sense of an entire class of ponies rebelling against any power in the city, but rather that it was a dispute between smugglers. There are rumors - never verified, but probably true - that Curwhinny had been evading paying customs duties on many goods by making secret shipments. The 'jilted lover' was likely one of the smugglers hired for that purpose, and other smugglers joined in in a dispute over payments, and soon enough the dispute morphed into a protest by affected sections of society against the impositions of the customs duties by the central government.
Among the other factors shaping Baltimare's history, is the distinction between the rich and the poor. Now, obviously this is a factor in all locations in all times in history, but it's unique within the city of Baltimare relative to the remainder of the Equestrian Southeast. Baltimare exists because of its location on the natural harbor of Horseshoe Bay, and its position on the mouth of the Delamare River helps. Baltimare is the single closest deep water Equestrian port to Zebrica (or at least it was), and is the closest to the ports in Wingbardy and the old Royal Dominions of New Mareland, New Freeside, and Starcross, as well as the Dominion of Puerto Caballo and Maregypt. It also served as an in-between between the shallow ports of the Southeast and the ports of the Equestrian East Coast. The result was that raw materials mined or grown in the south would be sent to Baltimare for refinement, and exported to elsewhere, while goods from elsewhere would be sent to Baltimare, and repacked into smaller boats to be shipped to the south. The result is that ponies who made fortunes in various industries and trades in the Southeast would concentrate themselves in Baltimare, while the city had a massive underclass of dock workers, sailors, and various workers, besides an even more important and prominent middle class of numerous varieties of craftsmares, professionals, and lower level merchants.
This became an issue especially in the lead up to the revolt of 770, as the legally granted trade monopolies granted an inordinate amount of power in the hooves of the few business owners of Baltimare. The disparity in economic power, tolerable in peace time, became intolerable under the circumstances of the age. The shipping industry lost a great many ships to the privateers of Pridea, who supported the Yaks in an undeclared war against Equestria. And many industries stood to lose from the new customs duties and tariffs. With their power, the losses were generally transferred onto the lower and middle classes, causing great ire, and the disparity in suffering made the disparity in power and wealth all the more blatant. The middle class had a decades long grievance against the monopolies, as they reduced upward mobility for ambitious ponies, and forced them to play politics to win the favor of their bosses for limited privileges, like captaining a ship.
Thus, with all of these factors that had been brooding for decades, a revolt was imminent. A mare broke off her engagement with a local ship captain to become become the second wife of Joseph Curwhinny - the owner of a shipping company with a monopoly on trade to multiple Griffonian and Zebrican nations, and a majority of the trade to the East Coast and the Dominions, easily the single most powerful individual in Baltimare. He lived a life entirely alien to most of his workers, and to the population of Baltimare. So when the jilted lover spread rumors that he was in fact some sort of evil sorcerer, many of the lower classes and some of the militia were willing to believe it. Thus began the most violent act of the rebellion.
The book has to note that there is an alternate interpretation of the set of events that the revolt wasn't actually a proper revolt in the sense of an entire class of ponies rebelling against any power in the city, but rather that it was a dispute between smugglers. There are rumors - never verified, but probably true - that Curwhinny had been evading paying customs duties on many goods by making secret shipments. The 'jilted lover' was likely one of the smugglers hired for that purpose, and other smugglers joined in in a dispute over payments, and soon enough the dispute morphed into a protest by affected sections of society against the impositions of the customs duties by the central government.
>>156110
"Keep that stallion down for just moment more, Mala."
Silver goes to help Frizzle keep the diamond dog down.
"Check if this one has car keys."
"Keep that stallion down for just moment more, Mala."
Silver goes to help Frizzle keep the diamond dog down.
"Check if this one has car keys."
>>156137
Mala nods. He's not really any bigger than the stallion, but to see Mala bear his teeth while his mouth and claws are covered in someone else's blood is a little intimidating. It worked on the griffins in Hoebuck, and it works here.
Silver moves around to the front of the vehicle to see Frizzle actively fighting on the ground with the diamond dog, grabbing on to both forelegs, and trying to keep him to the ground. The automatic pistol has slid several feet away, just far enough that the diamond dog no longer tries, while Frizzle continues to attempt to subdue him. Frizzle has a limp leg that is not able to apply much force and seems to be weaker than the diamond dog. Meanwhile, there are massive amounts of blood on the ground from the diamond dog that have formed a pool on the ground, and some of it has gotten on Frizzle's work uniform. Frizzle seems to be winning over all, but the fight hasn't really ended.
Frizzle:
"I'm not... really able to check right now."
Mala nods. He's not really any bigger than the stallion, but to see Mala bear his teeth while his mouth and claws are covered in someone else's blood is a little intimidating. It worked on the griffins in Hoebuck, and it works here.
Silver moves around to the front of the vehicle to see Frizzle actively fighting on the ground with the diamond dog, grabbing on to both forelegs, and trying to keep him to the ground. The automatic pistol has slid several feet away, just far enough that the diamond dog no longer tries, while Frizzle continues to attempt to subdue him. Frizzle has a limp leg that is not able to apply much force and seems to be weaker than the diamond dog. Meanwhile, there are massive amounts of blood on the ground from the diamond dog that have formed a pool on the ground, and some of it has gotten on Frizzle's work uniform. Frizzle seems to be winning over all, but the fight hasn't really ended.
Frizzle:
"I'm not... really able to check right now."
>>156142
He stands up, weakly, and checks the diamond dog's pocket. The diamond dog was wearing a dress vest, with one, two, three pockets.
"Nothing" he says. He limps over to the car door and looks inside
"Hey. It's still in the ignition." He says
He stands up, weakly, and checks the diamond dog's pocket. The diamond dog was wearing a dress vest, with one, two, three pockets.
"Nothing" he says. He limps over to the car door and looks inside
"Hey. It's still in the ignition." He says
>>156143
He points the revolver at the diamond dog where he can clearly see it.
"You saw where your zebra friend went? You will follow him, you will not turn around, or you will die. Understood?"
He points the revolver at the diamond dog where he can clearly see it.
"You saw where your zebra friend went? You will follow him, you will not turn around, or you will die. Understood?"
>>156144
The diamond dog's hazel eyes become very wide at the sight of the revolver
"What happened to him..." he asks, in a somewhat oddly high pitched tone of voice.
The diamond dog's hazel eyes become very wide at the sight of the revolver
"What happened to him..." he asks, in a somewhat oddly high pitched tone of voice.
>>156145
"I told him to run, and he did. You will as well. You will leave these colts alone, you will not show your face near this orphanage. They are under my protection. If you do not, they will not find enough of you to bury."
"I told him to run, and he did. You will as well. You will leave these colts alone, you will not show your face near this orphanage. They are under my protection. If you do not, they will not find enough of you to bury."
>>156136
"Didn't realize that Baltimare was just that important."
"I can see why they were mad over that."
"Curwhinny…I've heard that name before."
And at the end: "Wow, history sure is complicated, but I can't say it isn't interesting."
She turns to Mustard. "Will you be tested on it? Maybe I can help you."
"Didn't realize that Baltimare was just that important."
"I can see why they were mad over that."
"Curwhinny…I've heard that name before."
And at the end: "Wow, history sure is complicated, but I can't say it isn't interesting."
She turns to Mustard. "Will you be tested on it? Maybe I can help you."
>>156147
Amber may recall she heard much about him from that old stallion at the Tail Sails Shipping Company building.
Mustard Trim rubs her side several times.
"Silly little filly, I have to take the test alone. But yeah, I expect I will be tested over this."
>>156146
He simply nods, looking up at Silver
Amber may recall she heard much about him from that old stallion at the Tail Sails Shipping Company building.
Mustard Trim rubs her side several times.
"Silly little filly, I have to take the test alone. But yeah, I expect I will be tested over this."
>>156146
He simply nods, looking up at Silver
>>156148
He gets off the diamond dog, keeping the revolver pointed steadily at him. He motions with his head the direction the zebra ran off to.
"Good. Now go!"
He gets off the diamond dog, keeping the revolver pointed steadily at him. He motions with his head the direction the zebra ran off to.
"Good. Now go!"
>>156150
His ears go down
"Uh... maybe? Heh."
>>156149
The diamond dog gets up. This is not easy for him, as he is seriously wounded and needs a doctor or EMT. All the same, he looks over at the automatic, seems to seriously consider going for it, then instead limps off more or less in the direction the zebra went, which is to say behind the vehicle down the road, and then off to the right.
His ears go down
"Uh... maybe? Heh."
>>156149
The diamond dog gets up. This is not easy for him, as he is seriously wounded and needs a doctor or EMT. All the same, he looks over at the automatic, seems to seriously consider going for it, then instead limps off more or less in the direction the zebra went, which is to say behind the vehicle down the road, and then off to the right.
>>156151
Now Silver turns his gun on the only remaining gangster, the stallion guarded by Mala.
"Unless you are deaf, same goes for you."
Now Silver turns his gun on the only remaining gangster, the stallion guarded by Mala.
"Unless you are deaf, same goes for you."
>>156151
"I don't know if it's all you have to read. It's up to you," she says, her warm cheek gracing his shoulder. She is so in-love that she's perfectly happy studying his schoolwork with him, even though she's not in school.
"I don't know if it's all you have to read. It's up to you," she says, her warm cheek gracing his shoulder. She is so in-love that she's perfectly happy studying his schoolwork with him, even though she's not in school.
>>156152
This stallion seems to be afraid of Mala especially. His left foreleg is pretty badly torn up, he is bleeding from his neck, and Mala does not give him the space to stand up, but he still tries to drag himself away. Mala eventually moves back, and the stallion pulls himself up, starts to collapse, and then limps away at a slow pace.
>>156153
He pets her little head.
"Well... I have to read for history this week, but also for Precalculus and Physics."
He smiles to her
"I wish I could have you with me while I study every night. It would make it so much better."
This stallion seems to be afraid of Mala especially. His left foreleg is pretty badly torn up, he is bleeding from his neck, and Mala does not give him the space to stand up, but he still tries to drag himself away. Mala eventually moves back, and the stallion pulls himself up, starts to collapse, and then limps away at a slow pace.
>>156153
He pets her little head.
"Well... I have to read for history this week, but also for Precalculus and Physics."
He smiles to her
"I wish I could have you with me while I study every night. It would make it so much better."
>>156154
filly is pet
"I wish you had me always. I wish I lived with you," she says in a romantic fashion. She suddenly looks concerned, however. "Every night? When do you have time to study? You work so late…," she says.
filly is pet
"I wish you had me always. I wish I lived with you," she says in a romantic fashion. She suddenly looks concerned, however. "Every night? When do you have time to study? You work so late…," she says.
>>156155
"It isn't really easy" he answers. "I don't work every week night, though I'm usually on three or four nights. Sometimes I get back early enough to study. Sometimes I have to do homework in the morning. I usually try to do it on weekends." He says
He pets her more
"I think my mother wants me to move out and move in together with a filly."
"It isn't really easy" he answers. "I don't work every week night, though I'm usually on three or four nights. Sometimes I get back early enough to study. Sometimes I have to do homework in the morning. I usually try to do it on weekends." He says
He pets her more
"I think my mother wants me to move out and move in together with a filly."
>>156156
"Poor colt, no wonder you're so hungry for fun when you can get it, you have so little time."
She blushes a little as his hoof moves down her mane repeatedly and she hugs him a little tighter. "You're always welcome to move in with me, if your ma approves. I know it ain't much even for one pony, but I'd do the cookin' and cleanin'…We could make love anytime we're together, no need to hide."
"Poor colt, no wonder you're so hungry for fun when you can get it, you have so little time."
She blushes a little as his hoof moves down her mane repeatedly and she hugs him a little tighter. "You're always welcome to move in with me, if your ma approves. I know it ain't much even for one pony, but I'd do the cookin' and cleanin'…We could make love anytime we're together, no need to hide."
>>156157
"Heh."
colt is hugged
"My mother doesn't want either of her two remaining children to moved out until we are married."
"Heh."
colt is hugged
"My mother doesn't want either of her two remaining children to moved out until we are married."
>>156158
I could ask him to elope with me like in those stories, it would be so romantic…wait, slow down Amber, I've known this colt for only a few days.
"Well, I won't rush you. I'm just happy we'll be able to see each other almost every day." She nuzzles his neck.
>>156159
Hallo!
This may be Dungeons and Dragons, but there is at least as much sex as dungeoneering, and no dragons yet. Welcome to the world of horsefuckers
I could ask him to elope with me like in those stories, it would be so romantic…wait, slow down Amber, I've known this colt for only a few days.
"Well, I won't rush you. I'm just happy we'll be able to see each other almost every day." She nuzzles his neck.
>>156159
Hallo!
This may be Dungeons and Dragons, but there is at least as much sex as dungeoneering, and no dragons yet. Welcome to the world of horsefuckers
>>156160
He smiles
"I've been thinking. I'd love to come by your apartment every morning, but I think my mother might notice. I can come over after school, or before work..." he says "And after work. I can walk you home."
Hey, there was a dragon once seen in the distance in one scene that one time.
>>156162
Shit. >>155716
He smiles
"I've been thinking. I'd love to come by your apartment every morning, but I think my mother might notice. I can come over after school, or before work..." he says "And after work. I can walk you home."
Hey, there was a dragon once seen in the distance in one scene that one time.
>>156162
Shit. >>155716
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>>156164
He looks up at her with big, pleading eyes. He is a little more pleased at the private corner remark.
"I can walk, it's okay. Just twenty minutes together with you, one or two or preferably three times a day. Pwease....?"
He looks up at her with big, pleading eyes. He is a little more pleased at the private corner remark.
"I can walk, it's okay. Just twenty minutes together with you, one or two or preferably three times a day. Pwease....?"
>>156166
Amber ponders this. "Well…I have that time between shifts, and I think it's after school for you…but let's not do that tomorrow but instead the next day. It would be easier for me to find that spot after work, we can use it once then, and on days following maybe twice a day would be possible?" She looks at him with a shy blush.
She wonders if it's normal for mares to have a stallion go inside them twice a day. Then again, she's had Mustard do just that five times in twenty-four hours, and the only drawbacks are tiredness and a bit of soreness, so it ought to be okay. Without such fancy accoutrements like a radio, it makes for a decent alternative to entertainment during a work day. Why wasn't she told about the great fun it is sooner?
Amber ponders this. "Well…I have that time between shifts, and I think it's after school for you…but let's not do that tomorrow but instead the next day. It would be easier for me to find that spot after work, we can use it once then, and on days following maybe twice a day would be possible?" She looks at him with a shy blush.
She wonders if it's normal for mares to have a stallion go inside them twice a day. Then again, she's had Mustard do just that five times in twenty-four hours, and the only drawbacks are tiredness and a bit of soreness, so it ought to be okay. Without such fancy accoutrements like a radio, it makes for a decent alternative to entertainment during a work day. Why wasn't she told about the great fun it is sooner?
>>156165
The nations that would later form the Hearthswarming Covenant originated in the area north of the current Crystal Empire, approximately in the area of the Polar Lands, the northern Changeling lands, as well as much of what is modern Nova Griffonia and parts of Yakyakistan. This was before the Changelings moved into their lands, and the path of the sun was different. The sun traversed the sky a little differently, moving further north than it does now. Ponies stretched from the Changeling lands, down to the bottom of Equestria and into northern Zebrica, across the top of the continent into modern griffin lands, all the way across the northern part of Griffonia and down through to the south of that continent. But then again, most of these pony nations are not Equestrian. The story of the Equestrians starts in Dream Valley, a semi-mythical location generally accepted to have existed along the Yakyakistan-Polar lands border. This location featured what are believed to be some of the first known instaces of Harmony and the Rainbow Power, and has its own set of heroes. It was here that the pact between the nations began where the races would split their duties , working towards a common cause. This first covanent is the precursor to the Equestrian Pact...
He continues, with many details about the specific kingdoms involved, and the nations that eventually lead to the first Hearthswarming.
The nations that would later form the Hearthswarming Covenant originated in the area north of the current Crystal Empire, approximately in the area of the Polar Lands, the northern Changeling lands, as well as much of what is modern Nova Griffonia and parts of Yakyakistan. This was before the Changelings moved into their lands, and the path of the sun was different. The sun traversed the sky a little differently, moving further north than it does now. Ponies stretched from the Changeling lands, down to the bottom of Equestria and into northern Zebrica, across the top of the continent into modern griffin lands, all the way across the northern part of Griffonia and down through to the south of that continent. But then again, most of these pony nations are not Equestrian. The story of the Equestrians starts in Dream Valley, a semi-mythical location generally accepted to have existed along the Yakyakistan-Polar lands border. This location featured what are believed to be some of the first known instaces of Harmony and the Rainbow Power, and has its own set of heroes. It was here that the pact between the nations began where the races would split their duties , working towards a common cause. This first covanent is the precursor to the Equestrian Pact...
He continues, with many details about the specific kingdoms involved, and the nations that eventually lead to the first Hearthswarming.
>>156167
"What... what will we do tomorrow?" He asks
Amber should realize the following about her new-found way of having fun
1. Amber has a lot of control, and can tell her partner to fuck off at will, while at the same time, there is no reason to assume he would ever not want to.
2. Amber has found something her coworker wants, and wants badly. He is willing to be hit and have his mane pulled, to be insulted, to lose most of his money, to lie to his mother, to risk the ire of his mother, to be indebted to his sister, and to walk potentially hours through unsafe city streets to get.
3. It costs nothing at all. No money. Nothing but a little of her time in private. Well, it cost her her hymen, but that's sunk cost now
I mean, there are some really nasty emotional consequences, potential social repercussions, and she better hope her cycle doesn't start early... but who needs to worry about that?
"What... what will we do tomorrow?" He asks
Amber should realize the following about her new-found way of having fun
1. Amber has a lot of control, and can tell her partner to fuck off at will, while at the same time, there is no reason to assume he would ever not want to.
2. Amber has found something her coworker wants, and wants badly. He is willing to be hit and have his mane pulled, to be insulted, to lose most of his money, to lie to his mother, to risk the ire of his mother, to be indebted to his sister, and to walk potentially hours through unsafe city streets to get.
3. It costs nothing at all. No money. Nothing but a little of her time in private. Well, it cost her her hymen, but that's sunk cost now
I mean, there are some really nasty emotional consequences, potential social repercussions, and she better hope her cycle doesn't start early... but who needs to worry about that?
>>156169
Dark Star Thinks of what could have been if the (((Princesses))) Didn't Usurp Their Race and Subjugate them.
Dark Star Thinks of what could have been if the (((Princesses))) Didn't Usurp Their Race and Subjugate them.
>>156168
White Orchid is crouching down in the ground, shaking, his forelegs over his head. He isn't that far from the car.
>>156171
Well, there is a description of the states that existed prior to the Hearthswarming. Unicorn states tended towards mixed oligarchy and Monarchy, typically something similar to, though more primitive than what we would later recognize as feudalism. Pegasi states tended to be timocracies, and have military rulership. Earth Pony states were sometimes despotates, though the latest ones tended to be democracies, sometimes representative democracies.
The professor actually more or less answers Dark Star's question for him. The nations of the Riverlands in modern times are perhaps examples of what ponykind looks like without the princesses
White Orchid is crouching down in the ground, shaking, his forelegs over his head. He isn't that far from the car.
>>156171
Well, there is a description of the states that existed prior to the Hearthswarming. Unicorn states tended towards mixed oligarchy and Monarchy, typically something similar to, though more primitive than what we would later recognize as feudalism. Pegasi states tended to be timocracies, and have military rulership. Earth Pony states were sometimes despotates, though the latest ones tended to be democracies, sometimes representative democracies.
The professor actually more or less answers Dark Star's question for him. The nations of the Riverlands in modern times are perhaps examples of what ponykind looks like without the princesses
>>156169
This is really interesting, is it based off the comics or previous generations?
>>156170
She faintly recognizes these pragmatic truths, but like him she also enjoys it a lot, including being pinned to the ground and used for his pleasure, and such emotions overwhelm what a more savvy mare would seriously consider.
"Are you working tomorrow? We could do it after then," she says with a blush, her tail wagging back and forth.
This is really interesting, is it based off the comics or previous generations?
>>156170
She faintly recognizes these pragmatic truths, but like him she also enjoys it a lot, including being pinned to the ground and used for his pleasure, and such emotions overwhelm what a more savvy mare would seriously consider.
"Are you working tomorrow? We could do it after then," she says with a blush, her tail wagging back and forth.
>>156172
Silver hurries over to the colt, checking him for injuries.
"Are you okay, son? Speak to me."
Silver hurries over to the colt, checking him for injuries.
"Are you okay, son? Speak to me."
>>156173
I wish I could say that I had more from the previous generations. I need to work on it more.
A more savy mare probably wouldn't have pair-bonded and lost her purity to this colt after less than a week in the city. Or maybe it's completely harmless, who knows. Anyways
"Yes." He says
"Um... do I have to wait that long?" He has a wide smile
>>156174
The colt is shaking and crying, close to the ground. He is entirely uninjured.
I wish I could say that I had more from the previous generations. I need to work on it more.
A more savy mare probably wouldn't have pair-bonded and lost her purity to this colt after less than a week in the city. Or maybe it's completely harmless, who knows. Anyways
"Yes." He says
"Um... do I have to wait that long?" He has a wide smile
>>156174
The colt is shaking and crying, close to the ground. He is entirely uninjured.
>>156172
>Earth Pony states were sometimes despotates,
Based
He Listens Intently to to the part about the RiverLands.
>Earth Pony states were sometimes despotates,
Based
He Listens Intently to to the part about the RiverLands.
>>156175
She is legitimately amazed. "You've never been with a mare before, how are you that hungry for more?"
She is legitimately amazed. "You've never been with a mare before, how are you that hungry for more?"
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>>156176
The Riverlands are elaborated upon in a question by another student. He claims that the Riverlands nations are not entirely an accurate comparison, as their histories have advanced an additional thousand or so years, and have been shaped by griffin adversaries. Lake City's democracy isn't a perfect parallel for ancient Earth Pony democracy, nor is Nimbusia's... whatever they do as strange and horrifying as ancient Pegasi, but it gives you some idea.
>>156177
"No, it's not hunger, it's just that on my own I can go about three times in a day. And we don't have to do it two times a day, it would just be nice, I think. I mean, I would like it ideally to be two or three times a day. But so long as it is once a day at least I will be fine. That is all I really need.....
The Riverlands are elaborated upon in a question by another student. He claims that the Riverlands nations are not entirely an accurate comparison, as their histories have advanced an additional thousand or so years, and have been shaped by griffin adversaries. Lake City's democracy isn't a perfect parallel for ancient Earth Pony democracy, nor is Nimbusia's... whatever they do as strange and horrifying as ancient Pegasi, but it gives you some idea.
>>156177
"No, it's not hunger, it's just that on my own I can go about three times in a day. And we don't have to do it two times a day, it would just be nice, I think. I mean, I would like it ideally to be two or three times a day. But so long as it is once a day at least I will be fine. That is all I really need.....
>>156179
"Uh... don't worry about that. Just I would like it if it would be two or three times a day, but once is okay."
"Uh... don't worry about that. Just I would like it if it would be two or three times a day, but once is okay."
>>156180
"Mmm, alright, we can go once tomorrow after work, and then hopefully twice a day." It's hard to believe that she befriended anypony that horny.
"Mmm, alright, we can go once tomorrow after work, and then hopefully twice a day." It's hard to believe that she befriended anypony that horny.
>>156181
He shakes less
"Silver?" he asks
>>156183
Has Amber ever had a male friend? More to the point, has she ever had a male friend that she allowed to be so comfortable about sex as to actually express himself without fear of shame or rejection around her? No?
Anyways
"Okay." He says, smiling
>>156182
The stallion clarifies
"By despotate, I mean under a single ruler with no constitution, nor council, no official checks on power, although often there is an allied military class. These occur usually one of two ways. One is when a democracy vests total power in one individual. Kind of like... actually I shouldn't say that. There could be informants in this room. Remember that, students, when you asks questions, by the way. But the other way is when a military coup happens, and the leader of the military becomes sole ruler. Of course Monarchies that don't have courts or parliaments are usually despotates, but we usually use the term 'monarchy' to distinguish those governments were the ruler came to power from heredity succession. But yes, several of the Earth Pony states had great despotic rulers. Both democratically elected, and military rulers. Take for instance North Blade, who took over control of the Earth Pony confederation after the king died in battle against the Yaks, and lead them to multiple victories. Or Clever Lion, who was elected in Dryfields, and lead the nation to war against the Cylodean Pegasi. Rather disastrously, might I add."
He shakes less
"Silver?" he asks
>>156183
Has Amber ever had a male friend? More to the point, has she ever had a male friend that she allowed to be so comfortable about sex as to actually express himself without fear of shame or rejection around her? No?
Anyways
"Okay." He says, smiling
>>156182
The stallion clarifies
"By despotate, I mean under a single ruler with no constitution, nor council, no official checks on power, although often there is an allied military class. These occur usually one of two ways. One is when a democracy vests total power in one individual. Kind of like... actually I shouldn't say that. There could be informants in this room. Remember that, students, when you asks questions, by the way. But the other way is when a military coup happens, and the leader of the military becomes sole ruler. Of course Monarchies that don't have courts or parliaments are usually despotates, but we usually use the term 'monarchy' to distinguish those governments were the ruler came to power from heredity succession. But yes, several of the Earth Pony states had great despotic rulers. Both democratically elected, and military rulers. Take for instance North Blade, who took over control of the Earth Pony confederation after the king died in battle against the Yaks, and lead them to multiple victories. Or Clever Lion, who was elected in Dryfields, and lead the nation to war against the Cylodean Pegasi. Rather disastrously, might I add."
>>156184
>Kind of like... actually I shouldn't say that. There could be informants in this room. Remember that, students
Im Sure there are no spys in the room at all
Dark Star Nods his head as the Professor speaks
.
Dark Star Writes down North Blade and Clever Lion, to look more into later.
>Kind of like... actually I shouldn't say that. There could be informants in this room. Remember that, students
Im Sure there are no spys in the room at all
Dark Star Nods his head as the Professor speaks
.
Dark Star Writes down North Blade and Clever Lion, to look more into later.
>>156187
He keeps a hold of the colt for a little bit longer, letting him whimper and cry on his shoulder as he needs it. Which, Silver would guess, he needs a lot.
He keeps a hold of the colt for a little bit longer, letting him whimper and cry on his shoulder as he needs it. Which, Silver would guess, he needs a lot.
>>156187
"I was schooled by my ma, there wasn't any schoolhouse where I'm from. Makes me feel a little awkward, honestly, considering you have a proper education. Now, well, I can't go to school, I have to support my folks." She bashfully grins as she says this.
"I was schooled by my ma, there wasn't any schoolhouse where I'm from. Makes me feel a little awkward, honestly, considering you have a proper education. Now, well, I can't go to school, I have to support my folks." She bashfully grins as she says this.
>>156188
After some time - most of that time spent covering an overview of something like a thousand years of history - the lecture ends. Homework is to read a hundred pages or so from a book Solar Night does not have.
>>156189
He does, crying a bit more
Eventually, Silver hears police sirens
>>156190
"Huh. I wish I could just stay home all day. Then again, I don't know I really want another waiter job. Must be nice though to not have homework."
After some time - most of that time spent covering an overview of something like a thousand years of history - the lecture ends. Homework is to read a hundred pages or so from a book Solar Night does not have.
>>156189
He does, crying a bit more
Eventually, Silver hears police sirens
>>156190
"Huh. I wish I could just stay home all day. Then again, I don't know I really want another waiter job. Must be nice though to not have homework."
>>156191
Silver turns his head towards the sound, and then looks at White Orchid.
"Alright, we are going to go for car ride, okay?"
Silver turns his head towards the sound, and then looks at White Orchid.
"Alright, we are going to go for car ride, okay?"
>>156191
"I've been feeling an urge to go on adventures. I reckon I could do that a couple of years before settling down, what do you think?" She daydreams of exploring great caverns, fighting griffon pirates, and locating long-lost treasure.
"I've been feeling an urge to go on adventures. I reckon I could do that a couple of years before settling down, what do you think?" She daydreams of exploring great caverns, fighting griffon pirates, and locating long-lost treasure.
>>156195
Anyways, class is dismissed. Solar Night may attempt to talk to ponies, leave, or do whatever
Anyways, class is dismissed. Solar Night may attempt to talk to ponies, leave, or do whatever
>>156196
He Takes a Few Breaths to calm himself
and then looks around for anypony that seems interesting.
He Takes a Few Breaths to calm himself
and then looks around for anypony that seems interesting.
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>>156194
Silver gets him off of the ground and started towards the car. He motions for Mala to get in and goes up to Frizzle.
"I cannot thank you enough friend. Are you going to be alright here, or do you need to come along?"
Silver gets him off of the ground and started towards the car. He motions for Mala to get in and goes up to Frizzle.
"I cannot thank you enough friend. Are you going to be alright here, or do you need to come along?"
>>156198
Attractive lavender unicorn with a long blue mane, who puts away her books
Larger brown stallion in a black jacket who starts saying something to a Pegasus mare next to him.
A lone, thin red earth pony stallion with glasses who writes something down and takes his time before he begins to leave.
A green Pegasus mare who stands in line to talk to the professor. Her mane is tied in a ponytail.
A lone Griffin, who sits in the back and is well on his way out already.
A yellow unicorn with glasses, who spends several seconds writing down something, and flipping through his book.
An older stallion. Well, like 20 something stallion, who attempts to talk to a mare behind him.
A light cream Pegasus mare who looks to be recovering from a hangover, taking time to get up.
Bonus: a bat zebra thing who thinks Solar Night is interested in listening to her complaining.
Attractive lavender unicorn with a long blue mane, who puts away her books
Larger brown stallion in a black jacket who starts saying something to a Pegasus mare next to him.
A lone, thin red earth pony stallion with glasses who writes something down and takes his time before he begins to leave.
A green Pegasus mare who stands in line to talk to the professor. Her mane is tied in a ponytail.
A lone Griffin, who sits in the back and is well on his way out already.
A yellow unicorn with glasses, who spends several seconds writing down something, and flipping through his book.
An older stallion. Well, like 20 something stallion, who attempts to talk to a mare behind him.
A light cream Pegasus mare who looks to be recovering from a hangover, taking time to get up.
Bonus: a bat zebra thing who thinks Solar Night is interested in listening to her complaining.
>>156194
"Rather than staying home all day or working the same ol' job over and over, imagine instead traveling to new places and doing odd different missions. Wouldn't that be fun?" She has an excited grin on her face.
"Rather than staying home all day or working the same ol' job over and over, imagine instead traveling to new places and doing odd different missions. Wouldn't that be fun?" She has an excited grin on her face.
>>156200
He looks at Silver
“I don’t know. I’m technically still at work, and maybe somepony needs to talk to the police… but I kind of feel like I’d regret not getting in that car.”
>>156202
“Oh. I thought you meant more like… uh, more like what my mom thinks my sister does. If that were the case, I would ask why you tell me you love me. But yeah, I can imagine wanting to do anything other than being a waiter, or going to secondary school.”
He looks at Silver
“I don’t know. I’m technically still at work, and maybe somepony needs to talk to the police… but I kind of feel like I’d regret not getting in that car.”
>>156202
“Oh. I thought you meant more like… uh, more like what my mom thinks my sister does. If that were the case, I would ask why you tell me you love me. But yeah, I can imagine wanting to do anything other than being a waiter, or going to secondary school.”
>>156201
>Bonus: a bat zebra thing who thinks Solar Night is interested in listening to her complaining
Kek he is though
He walks over to the Lavender unicorn
>Bonus: a bat zebra thing who thinks Solar Night is interested in listening to her complaining
Kek he is though
He walks over to the Lavender unicorn
>>156203
"Oh." She's not sure how to respond to that. "I'll see if actual adventure is possible. It might not be, but if that ol' timer is right, then riches abound."
"Oh." She's not sure how to respond to that. "I'll see if actual adventure is possible. It might not be, but if that ol' timer is right, then riches abound."
>>156204
"We have to do all of that reading! I don't even have a book. How will I get a book! I'm already going to fail..." blah blah blah
Anyways, the lavender mare looks up towards Solar Night as she puts away her assigned history book.
What is Solar Night dressed in?
"We have to do all of that reading! I don't even have a book. How will I get a book! I'm already going to fail..." blah blah blah
Anyways, the lavender mare looks up towards Solar Night as she puts away her assigned history book.
What is Solar Night dressed in?
>>156203
He puts a hoof on Frizzle's (good) shoulder.
"It is up to you. I promise you I would respect either decision. But we do need to leave very shortly."
He puts a hoof on Frizzle's (good) shoulder.
"It is up to you. I promise you I would respect either decision. But we do need to leave very shortly."
>>156206
He Says to Nadir (As He Has the Same Anxieties over not having the book)before he Walks over
"It'll Be fine Nadir. We'll Head to a Book Store after School."
he then walks over.
>Whats he wearing
What a Lood Question to Ask
The Beige Trench Coat and Glasses
He Says to Nadir (As He Has the Same Anxieties over not having the book)before he Walks over
"It'll Be fine Nadir. We'll Head to a Book Store after School."
he then walks over.
>Whats he wearing
What a Lood Question to Ask
The Beige Trench Coat and Glasses
>>156208
Silver nods and gets in as well, I'm assuming in the driver seat. His first order of business is driving away and getting the gang out of there away from the sound of police sirens.
Silver nods and gets in as well, I'm assuming in the driver seat. His first order of business is driving away and getting the gang out of there away from the sound of police sirens.
>>156208
"Mhm! What would you get if you were so rich you never had to worry about going hungry again?"
"Mhm! What would you get if you were so rich you never had to worry about going hungry again?"
>>156211
>>156212
And Silver has both guns, Frizzle, White Orchid, and Mala
Does he know how to drive a stick shift?
>>156214
Okay, the way this mare is going to respond to a random stallion walking up to her is going to be heavily dependent on how attractive he is. Dark Star has a James Dean kind of look that's easy to imagine, but "trench coat" can mean everything from Humphrey Bogart in Casa Blanca and Army Officer, to flasher and school shooter. And everything in between.
Solar Night is approaching the lavender mare, right?
Nadir is not concerned. She is just complaining and freaking out right now
>>156213
"You mean like... food, or just things to buy?" he asks
>>156212
And Silver has both guns, Frizzle, White Orchid, and Mala
Does he know how to drive a stick shift?
>>156214
Okay, the way this mare is going to respond to a random stallion walking up to her is going to be heavily dependent on how attractive he is. Dark Star has a James Dean kind of look that's easy to imagine, but "trench coat" can mean everything from Humphrey Bogart in Casa Blanca and Army Officer, to flasher and school shooter. And everything in between.
Solar Night is approaching the lavender mare, right?
Nadir is not concerned. She is just complaining and freaking out right now
>>156213
"You mean like... food, or just things to buy?" he asks
>>156215
Hmm...possibly. Left hindleg for clutch pedal, right hindleg for brake and trottle pedals...right?
Hmm...possibly. Left hindleg for clutch pedal, right hindleg for brake and trottle pedals...right?
>>156215
"Anything."
She flips over onto her back, legs in the air, and puts her head in his lap. He can feel the back of her head, cushioned by her mane, lie against his groin. "I would get my ma and sister–and me–beautiful flowing dresses, lined with sequins and gemstones and everything city ponies love. I would fix up my ma's house, get her a new hearth, running water, and everything nice. I would buy us–or build–a great new house to live like nobles in, and servants to wait on our every need. We could have a big, fast automobile to drive everywhere we want to go. And…and, I'd set some of it aside so one day our foals could go to college. Wouldn't that be nice, Mustard?" She looks up dreamily at him, with a wide smile across her face.
"Anything."
She flips over onto her back, legs in the air, and puts her head in his lap. He can feel the back of her head, cushioned by her mane, lie against his groin. "I would get my ma and sister–and me–beautiful flowing dresses, lined with sequins and gemstones and everything city ponies love. I would fix up my ma's house, get her a new hearth, running water, and everything nice. I would buy us–or build–a great new house to live like nobles in, and servants to wait on our every need. We could have a big, fast automobile to drive everywhere we want to go. And…and, I'd set some of it aside so one day our foals could go to college. Wouldn't that be nice, Mustard?" She looks up dreamily at him, with a wide smile across her face.
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>>156219
Gotta have the glasses turned up for this
She looks up to him with steel grey eyes, and leans back
"It wasn't bad. I don't find the subject that interesting, but the professor holds your attention" she answers
>>156220
She smiles, looking down at her. He rubs behind her ear with one hoof. And moves another hoof to rub her belly.
"That sounds lovely, Amber"
>>156222
You know what? Roll die. d20, wisdom modifier
Gotta have the glasses turned up for this
She looks up to him with steel grey eyes, and leans back
"It wasn't bad. I don't find the subject that interesting, but the professor holds your attention" she answers
>>156220
She smiles, looking down at her. He rubs behind her ear with one hoof. And moves another hoof to rub her belly.
"That sounds lovely, Amber"
>>156222
You know what? Roll die. d20, wisdom modifier
>>156223
"We've got to keep our ears perked for whatever opportunities life has for us. For now, I don't want to keep you from your homework. What else do you need to do?"
Her belly is covered by her dress, but feels soft regardless. He can feel her hair move on his crotch as she turns her head to look at the book in front of him.
"We've got to keep our ears perked for whatever opportunities life has for us. For now, I don't want to keep you from your homework. What else do you need to do?"
Her belly is covered by her dress, but feels soft regardless. He can feel her hair move on his crotch as she turns her head to look at the book in front of him.
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