Interested in advertising on Derpibooru? Click here for information!
Techy Cutie Pony Collection!

Help fund the $15 daily operational cost of Derpibooru - support us financially!

Description

No description provided.

dead source46432 suggestive190868 artist:jotun2259 princess celestia112778 princess luna117260 twilight sparkle358119 oc948571 oc only688869 oc:brown betty21 earth pony447135 horse4510 pony1604565 g42031044 bra21810 clopfic in the comments1064 clothes635382 crotchboobs30475 crotchbra495 dock71359 earth pony oc25964 erect nipples16846 female1804906 hoers4699 lingerie14063 looking at you259708 looking back86681 looking back at you29605 mare742393 nudity513375 panties63835 realistic horse legs911 s1 luna8533 see-through7507 solo1427653 solo female234760 stockings48610 thigh highs59733 underwear78925 ych result37330

Comments

Syntax quick reference: **bold** *italic* ||hide text|| `code` __underline__ ~~strike~~ ^sup^ %sub%

Detailed syntax guide

Background Pony #F773
@ROMfullofpony
Or ponepaste.org
The remaining question of converting >greentext to prose is whether to retain the second-person narration
You are Anon.
Or switch to third-person
Anon saw a large horse in his mom’s bedroom
Once I get (or decide on) an answer, then I can type them up and share the links here for fellow readers to spam far and wide.
Background Pony #F773
@ROMfullofpony
Where would be the best place to write out full sentences and then publish them anonymously? I already have an established Fimfiction account, so it probably shouldn’t go there.
Background Pony #F773
@Background Pony #9661 @PUBLIQclopAccountant @Background Pony #9661
According to the OC tag, her name is Brown Betty. TIL. (To be fair, that tag was added about a year after any of you made your comments)
@Background Pony #6344
Since you loved it so much, time to write a Part 2 for the people. I’m sure @ROMfullofpony and @Something About Octavia will love it as well.
Let’s see if multi-line spoilers still work now that we’re on MD. Too bad I can’t edit the original story to make them work.

Part 2: Oh, Deer!

>wake up cold
>no horse in your arms
>right arm has heavy pins & needles
>horses are heavy
>where’d she go?
>eyes still adjusting to the darkness
>hope parents are still gone
>that’d be awkward to explain
>whinny
>where was that?
>neck still supported by a thin ungulate leg
>at least you still have the deer
>still, where’s the horse?
>eyes adjust to see it’s not even midnight
>put pants on
>walk downstairs
>back door still open
>chromosome hoarding confirmed
>parents definitely still gone
>horse is outside grazing
>”not even a goodbye kiss?”
>distant whinny
>horse ears perk up
>she stands alert
>ears rapidly scanning
>summoning you with her head
>scratch her neck while she nuzzles your shoulder
>horse head suddenly swings away
>she steps forward
>follow her lead
>her ears are very focused
>can now see the street through the gap in houses
>and reflections of streetlights in many eyeballs
>that hoof fall was too heavy to be deer
>horse leans her head over you
>licks your neck
>this is goodbye, isn’t it?
>hug her neck and reach up while you still have the chance
>be shaken loose
>nudged aside
>hooves dig into ground momentarily
>three paces forward and she’s hopped over the fence
>five more paces and she’s rejoined the herd
>fuck
>she’s gone
>so much for happily ever after
>back to bed
>close patio door this time
>doe still snoozing
>no way you can wedge yourself back between her legs without waking her up
>she’s scooted forward in your absence, anyway
>at least she won’t have to start an ungulate fight if she demands love
>nose buried between her ears
>glad she’s not a reindeer
>sleepytime, part 2
>wake up to tickling at your waist
>needtopee.exe
>no doe in your arms
>her nose tickles you as she once again pulls at your pants
>reach down and push her face away
>still got to piss
>stand up
>”be patient for a moment”
>hope she doesn’t follow you to the hall
>she followed you
>close bathroom door before she joins the fun
>make /r/sinkpissers proud
>fly half-zipped
>she’s still there chewing air
>push neck to guide her to bedroom
>that’s a deer coat
>unbutton pants as the door closes
>hands softly in pockets
>what will she do?
>snort softly
>look at your overstuffed chromosome collection
>then mouth once again at waistline of pants
>three tugs and they’re down
>naked
>oh deer
>not erect
>her tongue quickly changes that
>thrust hips
>deer blowie time
>sudden stop and tickle on your happy trail
>deer nose against belly button
>another soft snort right in your face
>click clack as her hooves spin her around
>tail straight up
>give her what she wants
>ever so slightly not JRHNBR
>fuck
>not a reindeer or buck
>no handles for tiptoe thrusting
>grab on tightly and hope for the best
>she thrusts back into you
>let go and have feet on solid ground before she makes you land in no man’s land and crack your dick or put it in the wrong hole
>her squatting doesn’t make things any better
>”can you lay on your back?”
>hands to her sides and apply gentle rotational pressure
>message received loud & clear
>see alarm clock
>this is one way to celebrate the two o’clock club
>feel her undercarriage fur brush against your chest hair
>your turn to thrust, best know how to make things work
>only need one hand to balance
>other hand rubs her udder
>face gets licked
>she likes it
>hurry her up before you finish
>move hand to cervine clit
>her breathing increases its pace
>legs twitch in time to deer breath
>shit
>already spurting
>can the hand finish the job?
>hooves suddenly float still in the air
>yes, yes it can
>enormous smile at ear twitch
>roll off her and back to sleep
>sneak her outside?
>too late. asleep. think in the morning.
Background Pony #2A74
human x horse clop behind the spoiler
 
||  
be Anon  
shitposting on horse porn  
parents out on date night  
so cum-brained that you can’t get it up to make deposits to your cum jar for the past week  
bored AF  
hear a whinny from downstairs  
think it was something outside or whatever  
go back to flipping through 42 Firefox tabs  
happy hardcore pumping up the jams to drown out your terminal depression  
hope to find something enticing (sexually arousing or just plain interesting doesn’t make a difference to you)  
perhaps putting on your programming socks will inspire you out of your depression  
hear another whinny  
get up from your gaming throne to see if your headphones are masking any real horse noise or if you’re just going insane  
it was clearly from some downstairs bedroom  
smell faint mildew from last summer’s basement flood  
hear a nicker from your mother’s bedroom  
definitely a horse in there  
door is mostly open  
light is on  
you gently sneak 3 feet closer  
stick your head in the door  
see a horse  
brown coat, red mane with yellow highlights  
tail matches mane  
unmistakably a hallucination  
stare more anyway  
see panties when she flicks her tail to scratch an itch  
horse panties‽  
very confused  
tail moves again  
is that a bra?  
at least she’s probably not a secret gelding  
those bajugajugas were BIG  
she turns her head to stretch her neck  
hide in the hall like the anonymous coward you are  
too slow  
she saw you  
o shit dot bz2 dot exe dot tar  
hallucinations are not supposed to interact with you  
transfixed with fear and curiosity whether she is real or not  
she rests her front left elbow on the bed and stares back at you  
tail is now firmly pushed to the side  
boner_rising  
more nickers from the pony  
is that seduction?  
“What’s your name?”  
you hear unpronounceable whuffles and other horse noises  
“Are you hitting on me?”  
snort echoes in the hall  
see a rapidly-growing dark spot on the panties  
she’s pissing herself  
oh no  
how to clean up?  
the smell hits you  
not a hallucination  
you only hit the bong tonight  
no other drugs you’ve ever tried made you smell things that weren’t there  
she’s real  
smell reminds you of the stall your parents covered your eyes at while you waited for your sister to finish horse riding lessons  
her ears are focused on you  
not-so-patient whinny  
she wants you to hurry up  
you approach gingerly  
nothing you’ve read on Derpi or /mlp/ gave you clear directions on how to proceed  
you’re close enough to touch her, well within the kick zone  
overpowering smell of horny mare  
good bits right at face height  
reach up and peel off her panties  
tail in the way  
grab the dock with your right hand  
she snorts approvingly  
tail pushed aside, hard to think straight  
left hand pulls on the panties  
they peel off  
there’s her ponut  
hello, good-good  
it’s better than /r/MarePussy  
she winked at you  
that’s a horse clitoris, alright  
time to lick it or something  
it smells like lightly sweetened over-steeped red tea  
lick  
your tongue is rolled as she winks again  
so that’s how you roll your tongue  
breathe through mouth (nose in the pink)  
lick wink repeat  
repeat many several more times  
dick been rock-hard for this whole time  
occasionally she’ll shift and your wang smacks against your belly button  
hands feeling up her teats  
they’re soft except for the nipple  
bra must’ve fallen off with the panties  
rhythm change  
lick wink wink  
lick wink wink again  
your craft is working  
she tastes great under her tail  
sudden creamier taste during a wink  
it’s dribbling down your beard  
nickers of pleasure  
maregasm achieved  
time to give her a good dicking  
not at all JRHNBR  
erection doesn’t care  
climb onto bed and then to her back  
she licks your back as you mount her  
time to make use of your heavily-muscled arms from your porn addiction  
grip her barrel with your arms and slide your body down  
you feel her dock and tail against your chest  
there it goes  
dong slides right in  
you are now a confirmed horsefucker  
you feel the raw power of her interior muscles  
no need to thrust  
you’re spurting already  
cock hurty (squeezed too tight)  
refractory time once you slide down  
she seems to have calmed down  
inch down her quarters  
feet on ground, ponut right in face  
time to find out how she got in then go to bed  
you gently tap her shoulder  
“time to leave this room”  
she follows you to the hall  
font door closed and locked  
door to back patio wide open  
that’s how she walked in  
is that a deer?  
yep, doe in the TV room  
if she’s here for the same reason as the pony, they’ll have to fight over you while you sleep  
you continue upstairs to your bedroom  
mare and doe follow you  
toss your Casper™ mattress on the ground  
remember how your dad made a big deal about using offer code ATP20 at checkout  
mattress and floor can handle it better than box spring  
cuddle this beautiful mare in post-coital bliss  
split deer hooves cuddle into your back  
tfw male disney princess  
||
 
Posted as a BP in the true spirit of green text.