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[RGREHumans] Different Hobby Shop Anon ft. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon GFs

By MrSkeltal
Created: 18th December 2020 12:59:01 AM

  1. Original Poster: Love and Powerlifting (pastebin.com/u/lapsbin)
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  3. 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.
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  6. >"These are fantastic! Thanks a million for the speed order, Anon!"
  7. >You don't look up from the miniature you had in your hands, hunched over your work table with your bright ass light
  8. >You were in your hobby shop
  9. >It was a quiet Tuesday afternoon, and you were working on a buggo army
  10. >The client wanted standard colors, for her two hundred model army
  11. >Thank god
  12. >Standing right next to your table, examining the army of Space Marines that you had somehow managed to paint, despite your busy, busy schedule, was Silver Spoon
  13. >She looked thrilled as she looked over the entire army
  14. >She better
  15. >The Imperial Tits were a pain in the ass to paint
  16. >Fucking yellow...
  17. "Don't be woman-handling those too much," you said. "I still need to varnish them."
  18. >"But they're so NEAT!" Silver replied, pushing her glasses up her nose as she continued to stare wide-eyed at her new captain. "You freehanded the tit on the pauldron and everything!"
  19. "That's what you get when you commission me," you replied, cleaning your brush in a cup of water you had nearby. "Just do me a favor and give me some warning next time. I'm busy enough as is."
  20. >"Oh, business is picking up?"
  21. "Picking up? I had a girl come in the other day offering me five times the standard rate if I thinned the paints I put on her models with water that I dunked my foot into."
  22. >Silver nearly dropped the model in her hand, head whipping around to look at you
  23. >"What?! Really?"
  24. "Oh yeah," you said with a slight nod. "Had the cash ready too. Easiest ten k I ever made."
  25. >Silver put down her model, stepping closer to you
  26. >She looked pretty upset
  27. >"Hey, if anyone gets too creepy let me know," she said, putting a hand on your shoulder. "I know I'm a bit far, but I'll make the drive if you're being harassed."
  28. >You stopped painting for a second to look up at her
  29. >She looked back down with a deathly serious expression
  30. >Silver had always been protective of you, even when you all were little kids in Mrs. Cheerilee's class
  31. >Once, she knocked Twist's tooth out because the girl pinched your nose really hard and made you cry
  32. >You remember her mom being so proud
  33. "I'll be alright," you said with a smile, turning your attention back toward your work. "Most of the girls are harmless. If anyone gets too weird I just call Applejack and Applebloom. They sort stuff out real quick."
  34. >"Still," Silver said, chewing on the inside of her lip. "I'm just an hour away. If I can't get here Diamond definitely can."
  35. >You couldn't help but snort
  36. "Well, it's nice you city gals care about a poor old country boy so much," you said, hamming the country accent up to eleven. "I'll be getting the vapors, I swear I will."
  37. >Silver giggled, giving your shoulder a smack
  38. >"You quit that."
  39. "Quit what, ma'am. Aw yessur, yessur. I can rightly guess whatcha talkin' about right there."
  40. >Silver's giggles turned into laughter
  41. >She and Diamond came back to town pretty much every week, mostly because their dads would nag them to death otherwise, but you liked to think they came down here from Canterlot to see you too
  42. >Your front door opened, and someone stepped inside
  43. >You looked up
  44. >And there she was, speak of the devil
  45. >Diamond Tiara
  46. >Forbes' top business woman for the last two years
  47. >The head of a half dozen fortune 500 companies
  48. >On her way to be one of the youngest billionaires in history
  49. >Also a girl that you knew for a FACT peed her pants while you were all walking through a haunted maze when you were twelve
  50. >She was dressed to the nines in a suit that was probably worth more than your car
  51. >Hell, the haircut she got probably cost more than your car...
  52. "Well, well, well, look who the cat dragged in," you said, putting the model and your paintbrush down to rub your tired eyes
  53. >Diamond clicked her tongue, her nose scrunching up
  54. >She looked around your hobby shop, then at you
  55. >"I see this dump is still up and running," she said
  56. "Hey, easy with that dump stuff. It's not my fault the one holding onto my loan was a cheapskate."
  57. >Diamond snorted, making her way toward you
  58. >"Worst investment I think I've ever made, and that's saying something," she said, walking around the counter so that she stood to your right
  59. >Diamond had always liked to loom over people
  60. >She wasn't a big girl--honestly, she was on the shorter side--but she always really had a talent for it, even when you were little
  61. >She would cross her arms over her chest, do that eyebrow raise that her dad taught her, and in no time at all she'd have most people squirming
  62. >This tactic was how she had won a lot of business, brokering deals and all that stuff
  63. >A bunch of boring, technical business jargon
  64. >Silver had always been way more interested in it than you
  65. >Probably why she was Diamond's assistant and making six figures, were you were here living your dreams in Ponyville supplying plastic crack to the locals
  66. >She was trying her best to loom over you right now
  67. >You just stared back, trying not to yawn
  68. "So, how's your dad doing?"
  69. >"Fine. He insists that you come over to visit him soon," Diamond said, reaching down to pick up one of the finished buggos. "He said something about wine."
  70. "Wine gives me headaches. I can't take sugar with my alcohol," you said
  71. >"Except with cider," Silver said, getting her dirty fingers all over her nice, clean dreadnought
  72. "Except with cider," you agreed. "To be fair though, that doesn't really count."
  73. >You watched as Diamond picked up the centerpiece model for the buggo army
  74. >It was a Forgeworld model
  75. >Very large, stupidly expensive, and a pain in the ass to clean and assemble
  76. "You be careful with that," you said. "It took me three days to put that thing together."
  77. >Diamond scoffed
  78. >"Three days for this? Sweet Goddess."
  79. >She put it back down
  80. >Carefully
  81. >"I'll never understand what you see in these stupid things."
  82. "Hey, these stupid things pay the bills," you said. "Pretty well too, for your information."
  83. >"You know what would pay better? You stopping this nonsense and coming back to Canterlot with us," Diamond said, leaning down so you were nose-to-nose. "I have enough room in my apartment for you somewhere. You can cook my food, clean the place up; you'll be my own little maid."
  84. >She gave you a nasty smile, a twinkle in her eye
  85. >"I'll even get some outfits ordered for you. Black and white, with a lot of frills. You won't have to worry your cute little head about any of this stuff anymore. Let a woman take care of you."
  86. >Silver was no longer holding any of her models
  87. >In fact, she was as far away from you and Diamond as was possible in this, admittedly, small shop
  88. >She didn't look nervous, per se, but she no longer looked completely at ease
  89. >Why you had no idea
  90. >You weren't some little kid
  91. >You would take the teasing with dignity and grace, and then you'd respond in an acceptable way
  92. >Taking a deep breath, you released it
  93. >Standing up, you made your way into the very back of your office, where you had a small bathroom
  94. >Employees only, of course
  95. >Back there you had some nice soap from Bath, Body, and Beyond
  96. >Pumpkin Sweet Tart
  97. >Seasonal
  98. >Very nice
  99. >Had that nice aloe in it to keep your hands soft too
  100. >Wetting your hands, you proceeded to wash them thoroughly
  101. >You mean humming happy birthday four times, cleaning between fingers thoroughly
  102. >Once you were finished and you had dried off your hands, you made your way back out in front, where a bemused Diamond was waiting
  103. >"And just what were you doing back there?" she asked. "Powdering your nose?"
  104. >You sat back down on your stool
  105. >Looking her in the eye, you lifted your hand, wiggling your pointer and middle finger at her
  106. >Her smile twitched, and the faintest of blushes made its way onto her face
  107. >Not breaking eye contact, you stuck both fingers into your mouth
  108. >The next few seconds were spent getting them as slick with spit as possible before pulling them back out
  109. >Your other hand went down to unbutton Diamond's pants
  110. >She jumped, but didn't move away
  111. >"W-What are you doing?" she said, face turning even redder. "I--"
  112. "Hush."
  113. >You slipped your spit-covered fingers down her pants and her panties
  114. >She gasped as you slipped them inside of her
  115. >Her eyes widened, her body jerked, and one of her hands snapped up to grab your shoulder
  116. "Silver, be a dear and let me know if anyone's about to come through the door," you said
  117. >Out of the corner of your eye you could see Silver, blushing just like Diamond, nod
  118. >You slowly pushed your fingers as deep into Diamond as you could
  119. >With the angle, her pants blocking the way, and how she was standing, it was only an inch or two, but even so she let out a groan
  120. >You could feel her tensing around your fingers
  121. >You stayed where you were, letting her get used to the sensation
  122. >While you waited, you reached up to unbutton her jacket
  123. >The buttons were always tricky on this particular one, but this wasn't your first rodeo
  124. >Diamond was quick to help, finishing the last few buttons with shaky hands
  125. >You chuckled, giving her a kiss
  126. "Who's my good little girl?" you cooed
  127. >Diamond immediately turned cheery red
  128. >She tried to look up at the door, but you grabbed her by the collar, keeping her right where she was as you began to slowly pump your fingers slowly in and out of her
  129. >"Oh.... FUCK," she said through gritted teeth, knees knocking together as you rubbed her clit with your thumb
  130. >Her other hand found its way onto your other shoulder, fingernails digging into your shirt
  131. "Someone like that?" you asked, kissing her again. "Did you miss me that much, hmm?"
  132. >"Yessssss," she said, leaning toward you
  133. >Her hair fell all around her face as she looked down, watching as your hand pumped faster and faster
  134. >Being a gentleman, you pushed some of the hair out of her face so you could get a good look at her
  135. >Her eyes were squinted, her mouth set in a thin line
  136. >With each pump her cheeks would concave and puff out
  137. >Adorable
  138. >Your hand quickly became slick with more than spit as you continued to finger one of the most powerful women in this part of the country
  139. >Slowing down, you curled your fingers, dragging them against her inner walls
  140. >Her breathing hitched as you brushed against a particular spot
  141. >It felt different than the rest of her
  142. >Just a hair coarser
  143. >Diamond's eyes nearly popped out of her skull when you touched it, the girl letting out a gasp
  144. >Usually, you wouldn't play with her g-spot until a bit later, but things needed to hurry along
  145. >You, Diamond, and Silver had never been caught while fooling around in your shop, and you didn't want that happening anytime soon, thank you very much
  146. >You stopped your pumping, instead rubbing your fingers all over her g-spot
  147. >Groaning, she sank to her knees
  148. >You got down onto the floor with her, still playing her like a fiddle
  149. "Call me daddy and I'll play with your tits before you finish," you whispered
  150. >She looked up at you, biting her lower lip
  151. >Both of her hands grabbed your arm as she let out a whine, her back arching
  152. >"Don't m-make me... say it."
  153. "Say it."
  154. >"N-No..."
  155. >You reached up, grabbing a fistful of her hair and gave it a yank
  156. >Her pussy clamped down on your fingers, and she shut her eyes
  157. "Come on. Say it. You look me in the eye and call me daddy."
  158. >You stopped your finger wiggling, now just pumping your fingers as quickly as you could
  159. >Diamond's hips began to buck, her chest heaving
  160. >You let go of her hair, touching her face, then her neck
  161. >You unbuttoned the first two buttons of her dress shirt
  162. >Diamond never wore a bra--she could never find a size that would fit her--meaning her girls were right there ready for the playing
  163. >She looked at you, then at your hand, letting out another whimper
  164. >You opened and closed it, eyebrow raised
  165. "One word. Two syllables. That's all I want."
  166. >She didn't want to
  167. >You could tell from the look on her face that she absolutely didn't want to
  168. >But, as the seconds ticked by, you watched as her resolve crumble
  169. >Bit by bit
  170. >Little by little
  171. >You had to give it to her, she lasted a long while
  172. >So long that your hand was starting to cramp
  173. >But, with one final whimper, she looked you in the eye
  174. >"Daddy..."
  175. >You grinned
  176. "Atta girl."
  177. >Pushing the dress shirt away, you got a handful of tit
  178. >You squeezed
  179. >Hard
  180. >That was enough
  181. >Diamond slumped forward, hugging your arm as she soaked your hand, her VERY expensive pants, and your floor, her mouth open in a wordless cry
  182. >You pinched her nipple, still fingering her through her orgasm, not stopping until all the tension left her body
  183. >Only then did you pull your hand out of her pants, leaning her against you so she didn't fall over
  184. "There's a good girl," you said, giving her head a pat with your clean hand
  185. >You looked at the cum-covered one, bringing it toward your face and giving your fingers a lick
  186. "Ugh, you taste super bitter," you said, making a face. "You need to quit eating all that fast food. Fruit and veggies. More water too."
  187. >Diamond just let out a groan as you licked your hand clean, looking over up over your table at Silver Spoon
  188. >She wasn't watching the door like you had asked
  189. >Instead, she was staring at you, groping a tit, which she had no doubt been doing since your hand went down Diamond's pants
  190. >Thank God above no one walked into your shop...
  191. >Silver had her pants around her ankles, giving you a full view of her heavenly lower body
  192. >Diamond had tits and ass for days, a true hourglass figure, but Silver was all legs and ass
  193. >Her legs might have been bigger than Applejack's, and her ass was round, firm, and just...
  194. >Perfection
  195. >You could bounce a bit off of it and it'd shoot to the moon
  196. >Her mom hated how many pants she had to go through when puberty hit
  197. >Kids used to make fun of her for it
  198. >Thankfully, even as a young man you had superior taste compared to your peers
  199. >Silver, seeing you stare, gave her ass a wiggle
  200. >That, in turn, caused Lil' Anon to wiggle
  201. >You grabbed Diamond by her armpits
  202. >With some grunting and lifting, you had her in your stool, with you standing next to her
  203. >Her face was still flushed, and she looked dazed, but she wasn't going to fall off the stool
  204. "You okay there, sweetie?" you asked
  205. >Diamond just nodded, trying to pull herself together
  206. >Silver whistled
  207. >When you looked over at her she gave you a wink, stepping out of her pants and kicking them away
  208. >She then grabbed her leg, lifting it up toward her head
  209. >Her dad had wanted her to be a gymnast when she was little
  210. >You fucking loved that man
  211. >Walking over, you slung the girl over your shoulder, much to her delight
  212. "Diamond, do me a favor and watch the store. I need a half hou--"
  213. >"An hour," Silver interrupted firmly
  214. >You looked at her, thought it over, and nodded
  215. "--I need an HOUR with Silver so she can pay me back for her army. You know where everything is. If you need anything just give me a holler."
  216. >With that, you made your way toward the stairs, where your bedroom was
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  218. ~_~_~_~_~_~
  219.  
  220. >Be Applebloom
  221. >Be making your way through the market with apple fritters in hand
  222. >Granny had made too many, and had told you to take them to your cousin Anon
  223. >The boy loved fritters, even more than most Apples
  224. >Which sure as sugar was saying something
  225. >You didn't mind, you loved your cousin, and you liked looking at the do-dads that he had around his store
  226. >It was about closing time for him, but you knew that he kept the front door open for an hour or two after
  227. >You could see it a ways down the street
  228. >Mr. Davenport had sold Anon his quill and sofa shop after he retired and moved down south
  229. >Anon had doubled the size of the building, but it seemed even smaller than it was somehow
  230. >Probably because he had stuff crammed in there from floor to ceiling
  231. >Anon said that he wanted to have a little of everything for his customers
  232. >You figured he just liked to buy stuff, like any boy
  233. >In just a few minutes, you crossed the market to the shop
  234. >Opening the door, you were greeted with the familiar jingle of the door bell; your gift to him when he first opened this place
  235. "Anon, I hope yer hungry. I got some--"
  236. >Anon wasn't sitting at his counter, leaned over some little army girl like he usually was
  237. >Instead, there was Diamond Tiara
  238. >She looked half-asleep, her tits hanging out and her pants undone
  239. >Kinda looked like she peed herself too
  240. >Closing the door behind you, you gave the air a sniff
  241. >It smelled like sex in here
  242. >Listening carefully, you swore you could hear giggling coming from upstairs
  243. >Diamond looked up at you, blinking slowly
  244. >"Hi," she said tiredly, lifting up a hand in greeting
  245. >Shaking your head, you switched the open sign to closed and locked the door
  246. >You weren't dumb, you could put two and two together
  247. >By rights, you would go over and beat the stuffing out of Diamond for taking advantage of your cousin
  248. >The thing was that you knew Anon
  249. >The horndog was the one that started it; you knew that for a fact
  250. >He had been like that with Diamond and Silver Spoon ever since you all were real little
  251. >Applejack used to tell a story how he went up to Mrs. Rich and Mrs. Spoon, saying that he was going to marry their daughters when he was in first grade
  252. >He was a weird one
  253. >Not even a Janeboy either
  254. >It was like he was wired different
  255. >Granny said all boys his side of the family were like that
  256. >More like girls than boys in pretty much every way
  257. >Your pappy was like that too, Granny said, and it looked like Big Mac was much the same
  258. >Some of your earliest memories were you all having a sleepover and Anon would just be in a pile with Diamond and Silver
  259. >He liked to hug Diamond, while Silver was pressed against his back
  260. >Your folks all thought it was adorable
  261. >The three had been inseparable, all through school
  262. >Anon didn't go to college like the other two, but they visited him every weekend, a tradition that still continued all these years later
  263. "Anon upstairs?" you asked, walking over and putting the fritters on the counter
  264. >Diamond nodded, helping herself with a fritter
  265. "Ya know, ya should at least put yer blouse back on."
  266. >Your friend just grunted
  267. >You just looked at her, crossing your arms
  268. "What are ya gonna quit messin' around an' marry that boy?" you asked. "Yer dad won't quit botherin' me about it."
  269. >"When I make a billion dollars," Diamond grumbled
  270. "Why then?"
  271. >Diamond smiled
  272. >"Then I'll be almost good enough for him."
  273. >You laughed, giving her shoulder a smack
  274. "If'n that ain't the most boyish darn thing I ever did hear," you said with a grin
  275. >Diamond just gave you a dirty look, eating another fritter
  276. "Well, ya better hurry up. I'd like ya to be my cousin n' law someday soon."
  277. >Diamond smiled as you grabbed a fritter yourself, taking a bite of it
  278. "But seriously though, put away yer tits, ya fruity dyke."
  279.  
  280. Part 2
  281.  
  282. >Be Diamond Tiara
  283. >It was late
  284. >You were naked, sore, and covered in sweat and cum
  285. >You were in Anon's bed with the man himself and Silver Spoon, who was in a similar state as you
  286. >On your back, you were staring up at the ceiling
  287. >Anon was cuddled up next to you, as he usually was after a fuckfest
  288. >Nose pressed against your shoulder, arm slung over you
  289. >You could hear his quiet breathing, as well as Silver's
  290. >You couldn't fall asleep
  291. >Frustration and longing sat in your gut like a stone
  292. >Anon was only an hour away
  293. >You visited him every weekend without fail
  294. >He was happy with what he did, happy to see you both every time as well
  295. >And it wasn't enough
  296. >He could be more happy, you could see him more
  297. >You SHOULD see him more
  298. >His shop should be bigger; he shouldn't be staying upstairs like this
  299. >He deserved so much better
  300. >You wanted so much for him, for the three of you
  301. >You weren't good enough
  302. >You hadn't been ever since he held your hand when you all were walking back from school in second grade
  303. >All your life you had been trying to make yourself good enough for this perfect, wonderful creature right next to you
  304. >You weren't
  305. >Anything but
  306. >But, somehow, he still loved you
  307. >He always has; since you were little
  308. >That you never doubted
  309. >And you loved him too
  310. >So much that you'd give up anything for him
  311. >Your businesses? Your respect? Your millions?
  312. >You'd throw it all away if he asked, and it still wasn't enough
  313. >Not until you put a ring on his ringer
  314. >If it were you, you'd give him the best one money could buy, but he'd insist on a simple metal or rubber band
  315. >Probably say something about not wanting to lose it
  316. >You rolled onto your side
  317. >Wrapping your arms around him, you pulled him close, pressing his face between your tits
  318. >You wanted him here, like this, everyday
  319. >You wanted to see his face when you went to sleep and went you woke up
  320. >Silver and you had talked about moving your operation to Ponyville
  321. >There had also been talks about buying a helicopter to get down here in half the time
  322. >A few charitable donations to Mayor Mare and you probably could land it right in the market for all anyone cared
  323. >Or, you could put a landing pad on top of this building...
  324. >Anon stirred
  325. >Lifting his head up, he looked at you, eyes half-lidded and hair messy
  326. >The sight made you heart skip a beat
  327. >"What time is it?" he asked, voice slurred with sleep
  328. >You looked at the clock sitting on the nightstand
  329. "Three a.m."
  330. >He grunted
  331. >Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you downward, resting his chin on top of your head
  332. >"Too early. Sleep."
  333. >You just nodded as he pressed himself against you
  334. >Minutes passed, long enough that you figured he fell back to sleep, when he suddenly leaned back to look at you
  335. >"Hey."
  336. "...Yeah?"
  337. >"When you get that billion, you're moving back down here," he said, looking you in the eye. "I wanna see my wives more than a few days a week."
  338. >Your heart leapt into your throat at that word
  339. >Wives
  340. >"I want kids too. A lot of 'em," he continued. "Your dad wants kids to spoil, so I'm gonna be fucking you and Silver over there until we get them. Got it?"
  341. >You could only nod as he kissed you
  342. >"Hurry up too. I'm getting sick of waiting. If you don't quit messing around I'm buying the rings myself and asking you both while you're in the middle of a meeting. See how you like THAT."
  343. >You would like that
  344. >More than anything actually
  345. >But not yet
  346. >One billion dollars was just around the corner
  347. >After that you could get to what was really important
  348. >Anon once again rested his chin on top of your head
  349. >You kissed his throat, smiling as all negative thoughts left while in his arms
  350. >Goddess, you loved this man
  351. "Yes, honey."
  352.  
  353. Part 3
  354.  
  355. >Be Anon
  356. >After months and months of nonstop painting commissions, you had a week or two of nothing to do
  357. >Usually, this was when you stocked up and got everything ready for the next wave that would be coming near the holidays
  358. >However, this year that wasn't the case
  359. >Diamond and Silver found out that you had some free time, and insisted that you come with them
  360. >They wanted to go somewhere in Spain
  361. >Some exclusive, fancy beach
  362. >You were a homebody
  363. >You also didn't like the beach
  364. >Especially the sand
  365. >It was coarse, and rough, and it got everywhere
  366. >You also had no desire to leave Ponyville, much less the country
  367. >Unfortunately, the girls weren't going to take no for an answer
  368. >Diamond even somehow managed to get you a passport
  369. >So you were made to pack and taken to Diamond's personal jet
  370. >The girls seemed excited
  371. >You were nervous
  372. >Unlike most Apples, you were as pasty as could be
  373. >The sun was going to fuck your day up
  374. >Silver spoke fluent Spanish --her hobby was linguistics-- but you couldn't speak a lick of it
  375. >Wasn't it also hot there?
  376. >And full of Europeans?
  377. >The only Europeans you liked were the ones that made miniature figures!
  378. >Still, you three landed not six hour later
  379. >A limo was there to pick you up, driving you to a villa that Diamond bought
  380. >Too big, too nice, too rich for your hick blood
  381. >You didn't want to touch anything honestly
  382. >Fortunately, and unfortunately, the second you had put your bags down Silver was pushing you into the bathroom to put your swim trunks on, and within an hour you were walking the small village you found yourself in
  383. >Diamond walked in front of you, Silver stood beside you, holding your hand
  384. >Both women were grinning like they were chauffeuring around some super model
  385. >Diamond would look at any girl passing by with a smug smirk, or a snort or scoff
  386. >Most of the girls would scowl, or look away
  387. >The guys, on the other hand, would stare and sometimes even swoon
  388. >Not that you blamed them
  389. >Both Silver and Diamond wore bikinis that showed off their bodies
  390. >You weren't dumb
  391. >You knew your girlfriends were beautiful
  392. >Hell, you had known since you were in first grade with them
  393. >The hourglass figures didn't come till years after that though
  394. >Mrs. Rich, a rather flat women herself, had joked that you were the reason why her daughter had an E-cup coming out of high school
  395. >When you were all young --too young honestly-- Silver had read somewhere that getting your boobs massaged helped make them bigger
  396. >And, since your cousin Applebloom was beginning to bud into a woman, bragging that she had gotten her first training bra, both girls had come and begged you to "help them"
  397. >After that, you spent years rubbing their boobs
  398. >You don't know where you got the idea of using cocoa butter while rubbing, but after you noticed how soft it made their skin you always had a bottle in your room
  399. >Mr. Silver nearly had a heart attack when he found you all in Silver's bedroom and the girls had their shirts off
  400. >There was also that time when Diamond started to lactate because she had you groping her six times a day
  401. >The second you all went into the ninth grade they blew up
  402. >Breasts, butts, legs; all of it
  403. >The girls had been beyond happy, saying it was your "magic touch"
  404. >Yep
  405. >Magic touch
  406. >Not because they ate like monsters in the eight grade and they were just lucky
  407. >Still, you kept with the groping tradition even today
  408. >Sure, the cocoa butter you now used was seven hundred dollars a bottle, and if Diamond's tits got any bigger her tailor was going to have a heart attack, but it was nice to see your "handy work" on display
  409. >Unfortunately, Diamond's suggestion of seeing if they could grope your "dick until it grew bigger" was blown out of the water when you mom found out
  410. >She loved Silver and Diamond like they were her own daughters, so the shotgun she showed their twelve year old selves had been unloaded
  411.  
  412. >The three of you went to the beach for a bit, looked at the shops, even spoke with some locals
  413. >By the time you all got back to the villa it was dark and you were exhausted
  414. >You barely managed to cook the girls dinner before flopping onto the bed and passing out
  415. >When you eventually woke up --before the crack of dawn, since even though you weren't a farmer you were still an Apple, and therefore incapable of sleeping in-- you found yourself sandwiched between the girls
  416. >Your back was pressed up against Silver's chest
  417. >Diamond was snuggled up against you, face pressed against her chest as she quietly snored
  418. >There, sitting on the nightstand, was the cocoa butter, ready for use
  419. >The vacation wasn't all the bad
  420. >You stayed in Spain for a few days, but then you flew up to merry ol' England
  421. >You three went to Nottingham, and Diamond gave you her credit card
  422. >Three days later, an army of very old and very rare models were making their way back home, express first class shipped by royal mail
  423. >Diamond thought you were being stupid, since you could have just flown them home yourself, but you weren't going through airport security with ten suitcases of models
  424. >That would be a hell of a thing to explain
  425. >Besides, you LOVED opening packages
  426.  
  427. Extra Bit
  428.  
  429. >Despite being Diamond Tiara's "second in command" in all things business, Silver's the one that gets most sexually aggressive with her boyfriend
  430. >Where Diamond will let Anon do what he wants mostly, Silver will try to turn the tables on him
  431. >When he's rubbing her breasts in the mornings, more often than not she'll try to nudge him down between her legs so that tongue of his will do some massaging of its own
  432. >She'll be the one to drag him to some back room or empty alley and try to stick her tongue down his throat
  433. >Just like Diamond, she's been using all of her extensive series of contacts and connections to find the best wedding ring for Anon, as well as the best place to have said wedding
  434. >Many hours were spent over this
  435. >Hundreds and hundreds even
  436. >That is until the obvious hit her in the face
  437. >A barnyard wedding at Sweet Apple Acres
  438. >A ring of simple stainless steel so if Anon lost it --and he'd probably lose it, since he was so scatterbrained-- it would be easy to replace
  439. >In fact, a rubber ring might have been better
  440. >Cousin Applebloom could have told the two idiots that
  441.  
  442. Part 4
  443. >Be Diamond Tiara
  444. >Be in quite a bit of trouble
  445. >It had finally happened
  446. >After all the years you had known him, Anon had caught the baby bug
  447. >Your dad and warned you, so had your grandpappy
  448. >And Anon's dad
  449. >And Silver's dad
  450. >You had barely noticed it
  451. >Anon had your arms behind your back and was playing with your tits
  452. >Great, hot; all of that stuff
  453. >He was mumbling things
  454. >Stuff about mommy milk and kids
  455. >You had brushed it off
  456. >He was just dirty talking
  457. >But then whenever you all went shopping he started wandering toward anything baby
  458. >The diaper aisle, baby clothes, cribs
  459. >He started making offhanded comments about kids
  460. >What yours would look like
  461. >How many you wanted
  462. >If you and Silver had thought of any names
  463. >Once, you saw a thousand dollars worth of baby stuff on his Amarezon wishlist
  464. >During sex, Anon never pulled out
  465. >He hadn't since you and Silver had gotten birth control
  466. >The thing was, Anon seemed more... forceful when be came
  467. >There was so much more cum
  468. >And he wouldn't pull out; like he was waiting for something
  469. >You and Silver started noticing it was harder and hard to find your birth control pills
  470. >It was harder to get a new prescription from the pharmacy too
  471. >Like everyone working their seemed nervous whenever you or Silver came through the door
  472. >You had asked Applebloom about it
  473. >She said that all Apple men got the bug real bad
  474. >She told you about how Sugar Belle and Mac were about to have their seventh kid
  475. >She also said that you and Silver weren't getting out of this without a kid in your belly
  476. >It made you so excited
  477. >You just wanted to get married first, then you could have a dozen little girls like you always wanted!
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