[RGREqG?] [Short] Hobby Shop Anon ft. Ponk GF


                                            Original Poster: (Assumed) Love and Powerlifting (http://pastebin.com/u/lapsbin)

                                            Reason this is posted here is because LaP regularly doesn't bin things. Will be removed upon or shortly thereafter being posted on his bin. Maybe.


                                            Pt. 1

                                            >Be Anon

                                            >Proud owner of Anon's Anonymous Hobby Shop

                                            >Home to anything and everything you'd need concerning hobby items, from model trains to pieces of balsa wood to magnets

                                            >You kinda did the same thing back when you were a normal person and not some dipshit in a land filled with horse people

                                            >The difference was that you could actually afford the rent and taxes of being a store owner here

                                            >Sure, your shop was real little, but you got pretty busy throughout the week

                                            >There were a lot of older women that liked their train sets here

                                            >You also had a bunch of young kids that liked buying figures for their eastern foreign girl bands

                                            >And those body pillow things

                                            >Gosh darn degenerates

                                            >It was early

                                            >Your shop wasn't even open

                                            >You were sitting behind your counter, half-asleep

                                            >There was still some packaging that you needed to sort through today

                                            >Some expensive train parts for a client

                                            >Some paints

                                            >An airbrush

                                            >Something that one of the local dorks insisted wasn't a sex doll from Neighpon

                                            >And you'd get to it

                                            >All of it

                                            >You just needed to wake up

                                            >There was a knock on your door

                                            >"Yoo-hoo! Nonners is you in there?"

                                            >You didn't react

                                            >Didn't move

                                            >You continued to sit there, staring at your wooden counter

                                            >"Nonners?"

                                            >...

                                            >"Nonners. I can see you! It's your bestest, favoritest friend!"

                                            >You blinked one eye, then the other

                                            >You heard a giggle through your door

                                            >There was a click as the door unlocked

                                            >It was opened, revealing Pinkie Pie, looking far too bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for how early it was

                                            >Sugarcube Corner was right next to your shop

                                            >Pinkie was also one of the first horse women that Princess Twilight introduced you too

                                            >The purple dork had been sad to see you go, but after the treebrary blew up you had to leave horseland

                                            >FUCK that spooky Crystal Castle

                                            >The princess introduced you to her other friends in this dimension--a hell of a thing--but Pinkie took to you like a fly to shit

                                            >Much more than her horse version, if you were being perfectly honest

                                            >Pinkie always got up so much earlier than you, being a baker and all

                                            >She liked to come here before you opened and throughout the day

                                            >She didn't really ever buy anything, usually just sitting next to you in a stool you had bought just for her

                                            >Sometimes you'd let her run the counter while you did something else in the store, which she seemed to enjoy

                                            >The pink haired girl had a brown bag in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other

                                            >Just how you liked your women

                                            >Extra large, black, and strong

                                            >"There's my favorite businessman!" she said with a bounce

                                            >She continued to bounce her way to you, shirt flopping around with each hop

                                            >She had no bra on, nor did she have drawers

                                            >Just like always

                                            >She bounded over, placing the bag and coffee onto the table

                                            >"There you go! One extra large and a chocolate muffin," she chirped

                                            >You mumbled your thanks, reaching for the coffee

                                            >Popping off the top, you began chugging it

                                            >It was hot, but you didn't mind too much

                                            >It was finished in under a minute, and putting the empty plastic cup back down you felt almost like a human

                                            >"Did you have another long night?" Pinkie asked, jumping over the counter, doing a flip, and somehow landing neatly onto her stool

                                            >You ignored that, just nodding

                                            "A lot of paperwork," you said. "The mail girl was really late too. Didn't come till sundown. I also had to do inventory."

                                            >"Again?"

                                            "Yeah. I think Applebloom and her friends are stealing paints."

                                            >Pinkie puffed her cheeks out, letting out a huff

                                            >"Well, I'll just have to talk to their sisters then. They should know better than to steal from a guy. Do you want me to get Applejack to beat their butts, Nonners?"

                                            "That and bring me either money or the paints back."

                                            >She saluted

                                            >"I'll have their bottoms red and bits in their hands, Capitano."

                                            >You saluted back, still trying to blink the crust out of your eyes

                                            "Thanks."

                                            >"No problemo, Nonnyo."

                                            >The two of you were quiet after that for a few minutes

                                            >As much of a doer and talker that Pinkie is, you're pretty sure she likes the silence and the stillness

                                            >Not always, she was Ponyville's premiere party girl after all, but sometimes

                                            >Especially when you were around

                                            >The silence was suddenly broken when she stood up

                                            >"I gotta go. Mrs. Cake is probably wondering where I am," she said, stretching. "I'll see you around lunch time, Nonners. Make loads of money, k'ay?"

                                            "I'll do my best," you replied with a slow nod

                                            >Pinkie smiled, giving you a great big hug

                                            >You hugged her back, nuzzling your face into some lovely, perky d-cups

                                            >She smelled like sugar and bread

                                            >She was also very warm

                                            >If you weren't so damn tired you might have just pulled her into your lap and just held her until you had to open

                                            >You've done it before

                                            >It was great every time, especially when Pinkie broke out into her giggle fits

                                            >The party girl began running a hand through your hair

                                            >"I'll see you around lunch time," she repeated, voice barely above a whisper.

                                            "K'ay," you whispered back

                                            >"Do you wanna go out to eat somewhere?"

                                            "No. Still got too much to do. You can bring a pizza over after your shift though."

                                            >"Will do. An extra big, extra great for my Nonners."

                                            >Pinkie broke the hug, holding you at arms length

                                            >She studying your face for several seconds, she leaned down to give you a smooch

                                            >"Love ya."

                                            "Love you too."

                                            >Somehow, Pinkie's grin widened

                                            >With a mighty leap, she launched herself over the counter--giving you an eyeful in the process--landing gracefully

                                            >"Lunch time!" she yelled over her shoulder, racing to the door. "Be there or be square!"

                                            >You watched her leave, reaching for her muffin

                                            >...

                                            >It was gonna be weird when that one girl came in to pick up her sex toy today

                                            >You're pretty sure it was Rainbow in disguise, but you weren't a hundred percent

                                            >Fucking bird horse

                                            >She was a degenerate no matter what she looked like...


                                            ~~~~~

                                            Non-LaP Worldbuilding Break

                                            >Pinkie's friends don't get it

                                            >They were almost positive that that party girl was going to end up with Cheese

                                            >Build a party empire, have party kids

                                            >The works

                                            >Instead, she gravitated to that weird alien Anon

                                            >Who may we well have been her exact opposite

                                            >Anon very rarely smiled

                                            >None of them heard him laugh before

                                            >He also didn't care for parties, or large groups, or people in general honestly

                                            >His idea of a good Friday night was in his shop, tidying things up and getting orders ready for the next day

                                            >If it weren't for the fact that Princess Twilight herself vouched for him, the girls might think he was using some sort of magic to bewitch her

                                            >Whatever the reason, Pinkie seems to really love the green weirdo

                                            >Rarity expects an order for a wedding dress to come any day now


                                            >Pinkie likes Anon BECAUSE he doesn't smile at that much and hardly ever laughed.

                                            >Because he smiled and laughed for -her-.

                                            >It felt way more special than how Cheese could smile and laugh with everyone.

                                            >It was sweet and even admirable for a Party Partner but for a man to smile at her just because it was -her- that was doing something funny?

                                            >That was enough to make her heart skip a beat.

                                            >...also he was less of a prude and this Pink Momma liked her close hugs, gosh darn it.

                                            ~~~~~


                                            Pt. 2

                                            >"Remember, don't tell me sister."

                                            "I won't, Mrs. Celestia."

                                            >"I know she comes down here. If she asks, I was never here."

                                            "Okay. You were never here."

                                            >"If you do tell her I'll never hear the end of it. She already thinks I have enough trains. Enough trains, can you believe that?"

                                            "I cannot, and don't worry. My lips are sealed."

                                            >Celestia--the teacher, not the horse-- looked over her shoulder as she scooped up her train set

                                            >Top of the line 1908 Hummingbird

                                            >Brick brown with a black smoke stack

                                            >A very, very expensive set

                                            >They stopped making it thirty years ago, or so you had been told

                                            >The older woman gave you a nervous smile

                                            >"Remember: I was never here," she whispered

                                            >You just nodded, putting the check she had just given you under the counter

                                            >With a happy sound, Celestia made her way outside, where her car sat

                                            >You usually didn't like people parking in the front of the store like that, but she was insistent

                                            >You didn't know why her sister gave her so much guff about her trains

                                            >She was just as bad with her miniature airplanes

                                            >Still, with her gone, the day was done

                                            >You could lock up, get things cleaned up, and paperwork done

                                            >You looked at your watch

                                            >3

                                            >2

                                            >1

                                            >Your front door opened, revealing Pinkie

                                            >She had three extra large pizzas in her hands, along with a little brown bag sitting on top, which no doubt contained two dozen freshly made cookies

                                            >"Nonners!" she chirped, kicking the door closed behind her. "How was work?"

                                            "Good," you replied as she bounced over, dropping everything onto your counter. "Just sold a big train set. I'm gonna have to take the check to the bank tomorrow."

                                            >Pinkie made her way back over to the front door to lock it

                                            >You got up, grabbing the vacuum you had behind the counter

                                            >You'd sweep and bust before you took Pinkie upstairs to your "house"

                                            >As you plugged it in, she raced back over to pull you into a hug

                                            >She kissed both of your cheeks, then your nose, before resting her chin on your shoulder

                                            >You hugged her back

                                            "How was work?" you asked

                                            >Pinkie giggled

                                            >"Super duper fun! Busy too. Mrs. Cake and I needed to make three hundred cupcakes for a wedding."

                                            "Three hundred?"

                                            >"I know right? Those lucky ducks are gonna be eating like QUEENS!"

                                            >Pinkie forced you back toward the counter

                                            >She didn't look it, but she was stupid strong

                                            >Probably almost as strong as Applejack

                                            >It made sense

                                            >She could jump eight feet into the air without much effort

                                            >She's actually lifted you above her head

                                            >She let out a sigh, pressing you against the side of your counter

                                            "Tired?" you asked

                                            >Pinkie nodded, pressing herself against you

                                            >It was a rare day when you saw your bundle of energy get tired

                                            >"Mrs. Cake gave me the day off tomorrow for all my hard work," she mumbled. "We can spend the whole day together."

                                            "You can help me with the store."

                                            >"Yeppers."

                                            >You gave her butt a pat

                                            "Go and take the food upstairs. I'll meet you up in a few minutes," you said

                                            >"Noooo, let me help you," she said with a wiggle

                                            "I'll be fine. Go take a load off. When I'm done we can take a shower together and watch old movies."

                                            >Pinkie perked up

                                            >"Bridge on the River Qui?"

                                            "Sure. Some Clarence Eastwood movies too."

                                            >Pinkie pulled away, all smiles

                                            >"In that case, let me go get Gummy. He loves westerns."

                                            >With that, she raced toward the door, unlocking it and running outside

                                            >The rest of the night was a typical Friday

                                            >Pinkie brought over Gummy and enough junk food to feed a village

                                            >The two of you showered together, which she loved since you both got to run your hands all over each other

                                            >You, Pinkie, and Gummy then proceeded to eat far too much pizza

                                            >Gummy found his way on top of your head as Pinkie threw a blanket over you both and snuggled close, wherein you began to watch classic after classic

                                            >Just another day in paradise

                                            >...

                                            >It was Rainbow too

                                            >She was the one that got the sex doll

                                            >The weirdo wore a wig in here thinking you wouldn't notice

                                            >You'd have to talk to Pinkie about it in the morning...


                                            Pt. 3

                                            >Be Anon

                                            >Be pretty tired

                                            >It was morning

                                            >The sun hadn't come up

                                            >You were laying in bed, warm and comfortable

                                            >You needed to get up and get ready to open the shop

                                            >It was a Saturday

                                            >That meant your shop was gonna be packed with nerds wanting to get their supplies

                                            >Usually, you'd get up with a groan, hop right out of bed and get a shower

                                            >The issue this morning was that you had a guest in your bed

                                            >Said guest had you watching scary movies until three in the morning

                                            >Hence why you were so goddamn tired

                                            >She was also the reason why your bed had confetti all over it

                                            >You had no idea why that always happened when she slept over

                                            >You never did anything with confetti, and she never had any on her

                                            >Maybe she had a bag of the stuff in her hair?

                                            >You've seen her stuff all sorts of stuff into that mass of pink fuss

                                            >Pinkie was snorting right above you

                                            >She had her arms wrapped around you, your head tucked under her chin

                                            >She had one of your legs pinned between her legs

                                            >Most women here hated cuddling, but Pinkie might have loved it more than icing

                                            >She had as much of her naked body pressed up against you was physically possible

                                            >Maybe impossible as well

                                            >Never knew with Pinkie

                                            >The issue was that you didn't want to wake her, but your tired self couldn't figure out a way to get untangled without disturbing her

                                            >Picking your head up, you looked around

                                            >In the darkness, you could just make out Gummy sitting on the countertop

                                            >The gator seemed wide awake, just staring at you

                                            "Gummy, bud," you whispered, reaching out to him. "You gotta help me. Come here."

                                            >The gator blinked, looking at your outstretched hand

                                            >Several seconds passed before, without warning, he crawled onto your arm, using it as a bridge to get into the bed

                                            >He stepped on your face, then into Pinkie's hair

                                            >Pinkie let out a giggle

                                            >She squirmed a bit

                                            >You twitched as you felt a hand cup your balls

                                            >Hello there

                                            >Murmuring something you didn't quite catch, she rolled over

                                            >There we go...

                                            >You could always count on Gummy

                                            >The ol' reliable lizard...

                                            >You rolled out of your bed, stepping over a rubber duck that was just sitting in the middle of the floor

                                            >Your room was a mess

                                            >To be fair, it was always a mess after Pinkie came over

                                            >The girl couldn't stay organized to save her life

                                            >You looked back at her, checking to see if she was awake

                                            >Thankfully, she was still snoring away as Gummy slowly climbed out of her mane, crawled into the pillow that your head had just been resting on, and closed his eyes

                                            >That got a small smile out of you as you turned and made your way to the bathroom

                                            >You flicked on the lights

                                            >There was Pinkie, bright-eyed and bushytailed

                                            >"Mornin'!" she chirped

                                            >Frowning, you looked back into your bedroom

                                            >Sure enough, the only one in your bed right now was Gummy

                                            "Morning," you replied with a yawn

                                            >Pinkie yawned as well, bouncing in place

                                            >This made those double-ds of her bounce and giggle

                                            >A lot of girls preferred small chests here

                                            >Apparently, guys here liked them a lot more

                                            >Small chests, skinny, tiny butts

                                            >Basically the complete opposite of Pinkie here

                                            >The cowards

                                            >You took a moment to look your girlfriend up and down

                                            >Her skin was blemish-less

                                            >Her legs were thick, her hips and ass were even larger

                                            >She had a well maintained patch of hair above her pussy

                                            >When you first started dating it had been the amazon forest down there, but now you saw to it that she took care of herself

                                            >She had a bit of pudge around her belly, but you knew she was a fit as a fiddle

                                            >Honestly, she was completely, totally out of your league

                                            >You don't know why she didn't think so

                                            >Pinkie giggled, causing you to look up

                                            >Her smile was now devious, and she had a twinkle in her eye

                                            >"Nonners, it's barely morning, silly billy," she said, sliding down a hand so her fingertips brushed against her groin. "Come on, lets show and see if we can get clean, or even dirtier~"


                                            >You would like to say that you opened the shop on time

                                            >Not only didn't you, you were walking funny for the rest of the day.

                                            >Pinkie, of course, was super proud of herself