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>It was an evening like any other.
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>Fucking around on the board, when someone mistypes a post reply and the link takes you to-
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>The fuck is /opg/?
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>They're-
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>Huh...
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>They're like, little virtual ponies...
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>Reminds you of playing minecraft with your friends a decade ago.
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>Well, in the sense that you'd all stand around and talk most of the time.
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>You do a wee bit of trolling, but some guy is too busy shitposting about-
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>The fuck, there's photos, he's actually recording music on real tape?
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>This is weird.
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>You download firestorm.
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>You follow the guide, you think...
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>And a new anonmare is born.
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>You're struggling with the controls when it happens.
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>The thunderstorm outside seems to split the sky in two directly above your house.
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>The CRT you keep hooked up to your PC for older games explodes, and every flatpanel is a blinding white.
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>The last thing you remember is...
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>Is...
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>You open your eyes
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>You're flat on the ground
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>"The fuck?"
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>"wtf"
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>"wtf"
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>"wtf"
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>"wtf"
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>"what gesture is that"
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ow...
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>"THE FUCK?"
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>You flinch, because, well, the... you're... you're overwhelmed.
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>You're looking up at the ponies from the game, but- okay, well, a few of them are clumsily looking down at you by now, but none of them are... animated like you are.
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>And their speech, it's text boxes, above their head.
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>The capslock is still somehow... imposing.
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>"dude, that's sick, pretending to be new to show off a bunch of anims?"
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I... I'm not... h-holy shit... am I dead? Did I die?
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>You stare down at your green hooves
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>They... look like they did on the monitor?
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>Well, more detailed, you suppose
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>Everything looks more detailed
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>But... not as detailed as real life.
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>The ponies are arguing now
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>One of them is throwing... minecraft TNT?
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>A batpony is being spanked endlessly nearby with protesting squeaks
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>Additional ponies arrive, appearing as orange clouds for a moment before forming into... ponies.
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>Meanwhile, you're just... touching yourself. Not sexually- you don't even have bits- but just in sheer awe that you even are experiencing these sensations to begin with.
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"how the fuck... dude, I'm in the game..."
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>You look up at the nearest pony, as one of the others performs some sort of laugh emote that sounds like... is that sr pelo?
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>They make a cute "beep! :3" and smile at you, making you smile back.
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>You anxiously struggle to your f- hooves, struggling to maintain balance in this new body though.
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>The ponies are arguing now
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>"This is beyond showing off, this looks mocapped"
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>"Can it be some sort of AI? How? What did you do to make it do this?"
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>Someone seems to have been impressed enough to buy you something, because you hear a cash register sound, and weird tingling above and below as your mane and tail suddenly morph.
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>Now you're looking more like a teenager, with that ponytail and the short-cut tail... both of which slowly turn black to match your original mane.
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>"That was fast! Damn!"
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>"You buy her something?"
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>"Yeah, isn't it cute?"
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>"Hmm...."
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>>43402335
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>It seems like at least one pony is catching on to what's really happening
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>Or at least, you think so
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>They're smirking, and head tracking you, somehow, but it's still very artificial
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>Another gift comes in
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>Spanker? What's a spanker?
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>You feel tingles at your flanks-
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>Suddenly! Ghostly hooves, spanking your cute green cheeks!
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"Ah! Ow! H-Hey!"
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>You jump and buck and try to escape it, but, you find your front legs disobeying, and you collapse to the floor, blushing hotly as they continue to... to...
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>Ah. Just like the batpony was.
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>And... now is.
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>And now they're all rearing up on their hind hooves with a cheer of YIPPIE!!
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>Is that all they do here?
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>No. Here comes something else. How do you stop it? How do you prevent yourself from-
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"H-How do I stop putting everything I get on?"
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>"Huh?"
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>"Huh?"
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>"What?"
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>"Faaaaato"
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Hey!
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>But, the item takes its hold, and you shudder and suck in air as your flanks somehow just... widen. Just like that. It feels so weird.
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>Is that what they meant by uh, fat?
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>Some of this doesn't even-
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>Some of these don't even make the cash register noise, are they just giving you things now?
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>A collar appears around your neck
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>A minecraft-ish cake in your mouth, which you spit out to the floor, but as it leaves your body, it freezes, as if its new lease on physics comes to a halt.
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>There's a fish swimming around your head now? Why?
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>You take a few steps, and as your hooves meet some sort of cushion, you find yourself sliding onto it, into some sort of loafish position.
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>But how-
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>Somepony else- ah did it have to be somepony big like a princess?- sits on it too, and their pony looks so robotic next to you, taking the same pose...
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>Her mane is animated, sure, but only in blocky phases
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>You start to relax, un-posing, but then something changes
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>The cushion, uh, repositions both of you?
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>You find yourself sitting in the mare's lap, looking up at her
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>You blush hotly, because....
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>Now that you're in direct contact with her, suddenly, she's broken free from her limitations
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>"WOAH"
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>"How's that work???"
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>"Look at moon!!"
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>"She's animated like her now!!"
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>You struggle to tune out the rest of the chatter as you just... just... lay your head on the mare's chest, and nuzzle her, and hold onto her closely...
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>Her starry mane... it looked pretty bad before, like pixels blown up to cover more ground than they ought to, yet now... it flowed like water, starry, and so detailed it drew you in....
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>"okay"
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>"nightflare goon"
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>"get on the bed"
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>"now"
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>"now"
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>"whar?"
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>"now"
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>"now"
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>The pony spamming "now" is doing the 'jump in air and scream' thing next to the two of you, and suddenly, the black alicorn stands up.
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>It shakes you free from the cushion as well, but you're immediately enveloped in a brightly glowing orb of magic, you assume
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>While you're held aloft, you feel tingling behind you, and you gasp as the sudden, alien, unfamiliar & intense sensations of a marehood send shocks through your body
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>>43402370
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HEY! W-Wait! I'm not- I'm a guy! You can't!
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>You're panicking in the sphere, but then the pony just starts shaking it
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>Oh dear celestia
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>They mean it when they say rape around these parts
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>The alicorn warps before your eyes for a few moments, and you're not sure why-
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>Ah, her armor, the chestpiece and hoofshoes, they swapped out for similarily colored socks
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>But as she turns to face the bed you see the-
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>Holy-
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>The fucking balls on this mare....
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>And the cock hardening underneath her-
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>They were going to fucking kill you
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>That thing was almost up to her chest!
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>HER chest!
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>Having been granted [BV] Mare Bits 2 Version 1.0, you were winking uncontrollably, dripping, and panting inside the magic orb
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>And the moment Moon pops onto the bed, you're dropped onto it
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>Whatever magic or... or command, or... whatever, is used to control the infernal furniture grabs you straight away
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>But because you're now in contact with Moon, there's no lining up the zaf or setting the marebits or fucking with the zaf settings so it fits just right or.......
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>No.
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>As soon as they hit the so-called 'gentle' positon, and the massive alicorn cock sinks inside of you for the first time, every single spectator gets to see it squeeze into you flawlessly
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>No clipping or mismatching or....
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>Well
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>Not that YOU care of course
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>YOU are splayed out on the bed, staring up into the sky, twitching with pleasures previously unknown to humankind
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>See, you kinda sorta have internal organs, but you also kinda sorta don't
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>So
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>That fat dripping flare, every time Moon hilts, you feel it deep, deep in your chest, past your supposed heart, past your supposed lungs, if you could clip your camera into your chest, you feel like it would be exactly as deep as it could get while remaining inside of you...
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>And
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>That sensation of just
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>The fullness....
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>It's indescribable
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>Sure, your pussy is clamping down tight, and uncontrollably around the... base of her cock, you suppose
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>But it's stretching out the rest of you on each deep push...
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>Ah! A-A new position!? Already??
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>You hear a chorus of faint yippies over the loud moans coming from-
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>Oh celestia, it's you.
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>The cock filling up your entire body overwhelmed you so much that you haven't even tried to hold yourself back from moaning or squirming or....
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>Sure, "nightflare's" sensual thrusting is far more realistic than it would otherwise be, but it's still... an animation, of sorts. She's not... real. She's still a puppet.
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>But you
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>You're real
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>You're experiencing this
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>And the crowd of ponies gathered around the bed just to watch you get your hypothetical guts rearranged continues to grow larger and larger...
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>You find yourself flipped over in an instant, as the position swaps to doggy style.
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>The cock inside of you is suddenly upside down, making you twitch and groan and qheeze at the new sensations all over again...
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>And who the fuck is camarea, and why is she right next to you? Why does she look like that?
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>>43402400
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>The first orgasm hits you like a train
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>You cry out as you sieze up and clamp around the cock being ruthlessly thrusted into you, but because this pony is.... somewhat mindless, the best you can possibly do is just slow her down slightly, which only makes her following thrusts even quicker to compensate.
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>And with the dam broken, the following orgasms come one after the other...
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>And the positions! Ponies in the crowd have even started calling out specific positions, at which point you're yanked into a new pose, given a fraction of a second to process, before the moonflare is stuffed to the sheath inside you once more, and your thoughts turn to mush...
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>As you're being mercilessly pounded into the bed in a mating press, you feel the flare being dragged through your chest expanding... artificially, like it's being done on purpose.
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>A uh, warning, as you soon found out.
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>Because moments after the pose was finally swapped to one of the "cum" positions, the moonish mare hilted deep within you, and the balls resting against you began to twitch and clench as suddenly, thick splatters of cum erupted inside of your body
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>It was... it was incomprehensible! But incomprehensibly pleasurable at the same time!!
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>Her flare is wedged in your chest, yet you can feel her thick cum swirling all throughout the empty space that is your body, though mostly concentrated in your chest and your belly....
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>Hhhnnghghhh.... her entire cock is pulsating inside of you....
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>Feels so good....
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>You don't even realize your belly is expanding, and neither does she, probably because the chat is moving far too fast for you to comprehend the messages as the ponies try discussing what you even ARE.
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>When they notice the growing cum-belly, she supposedly disables the endless cum component of... whatever, and the hypnotic pulsating of her shaft inside of you finally ends, leaving you panting and shivering beneath her.
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>Ah... they're... arguing about who's next...?
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>Wait, next?
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>No...
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>You can't handle any more of...
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>Something's given to you, and you feel a brief little rush of happiness as you're... booped?Huh.
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>And then beeped??
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>Nightmare Moon is showering you with animated heart-kisses that seem to home in on you, and then she just.... gets up from the bed.
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>Her pony returning to normal, albeit with the cum-covered cock hanging underneath her... hhhh...
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>Your gaze is ripped away from it as a stallion sits on the bed, and before you can do anything to try to escape the pull of the programming...
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>His cock is slammed inside of you, and you cry out to the crowd to a chorus of, again, yippies
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>He's not as long as moon was, his cock doesn't scratch that same itch of filling your strange empty insides...
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>But he's thicker, and he goes for the rough positions immediately
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>You actually feel yourself drooling into the bed this time...
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>And... he wasn't the last. There were a lot of cocks surrounding you at this point... but you weren't tired...?
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>>43402426
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>What really shook things up was when the cash register rang again
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>You were splayed out on the bed alone, as ponies argued about whateverthefuck- it was getting to be pretty late at night now- or early in the morning?
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>What the fuck is a ZAF?
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>Your entire body changed this time
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>Your massive, pregnant cum belly was uh... relocated rather swiftly
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>As you became a stallion
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>Anonstallion
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>Quite a cute anonstallion!
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>Your cock, big and throbbing with need, growing between your hind legs as you gaze down at it in shock...
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>And below it?
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>Well
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>All of that cum had to go somewhere
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>And now your balls were stuffed full of all those loads of cum that had been formerly pumped into your nebulous virtual guts.
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"h-holy... w-what the... who.... how'd you... how do I..."
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>"MINE!!"
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>A batpony sits on the bed, and before you can do anything
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>Positions get swapped
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>And thankfully, she picks one where she's riding you, because you're terrified about the potential of what happens to your poor overfilled balls if you're forced into fucking her
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>But as soon as your cock is buried inside of her for the first time....
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>Hoooolyyy.....
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>You lay your head back, eyes unfocusing, cock flexing hard inside of her....
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>Her pussy is clenching tight around the base, being modeled, but finally, you feel what it's like the other way around
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>Where Moona's cock was stretching out your nebulous hypothetical innards before, the same empty space inside of this mare was.... it was...
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>Well, it was squeezing your cock tightly, but also pulsating against it, and tingling, and...
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>And combined with the way she was starting to ride you now?
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>Well
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>You didn't need any settings to configure to signal your incoming orgasm
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>Anypony lucky enough to be freecamming inside of the bat could see your cock flaring out wide as you gasped and moaned beneath her
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>And when you came, the cum blasted into her, but because she wasn't.... "real", it only swirled within her guts for a moment before gushing messily back out of her and onto the bed.
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>And every single jet of your seed was like that. You could feel it gushing out around your cock as you pumped the next one inside... and it was maddeningly pleasurable as you whimpered and humped up into her, because!
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>You couldn't stop her! She was still riding!
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>Thankfully she had the sense to swap to the cum pose partway into your orgasm, letting you squirm and hold her hips and moan as you steadily drained your balls into her....
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>Egh, you could hear them churning almost...
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>It took forever to get them drained enough to almost be a normal...
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>Normal size again...
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>As the orgasm died off, you... you realized something.
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>You could take control now.
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>And with your balls drained, you didn't need to worry about hurting yourself.
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>At this stage, you worked in sync with the bed. As you set out to take a pose, it put the two of you in it, but YOU were free to do the actual fucking.
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>And judging by the cheers...
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>>43402460
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>....you were doing something right?
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>Despite everything, you just weren't tired. You weren't sore. How could you be? You weren't real anymore!
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>.....fuck....
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>...you weren't real anymore....?
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>Shit, uh, worry about that later
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>For now, plap the bat
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>And plap the bat you did, getting yourself off in every pose you could think of, cumming balls deep inside of her every single time.
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>Judging by some of the conversations, you were even "using cum animations that didn't exist", somehow. Sure. [spoiler]Why make sex poses that don't come with a cumming pose?[/spoiler]
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>But, Baltimare is still a closed sim.
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>There can't be THAT many popens.
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>And a good number of them don't want anything to do with whatever the fuck is going on with this.
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>So you plow the batpony into the bed, then a few other mares... maaaybe a few stallions...
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>And maybe you let a stallion or two squeeze their dripping, glistening cock balls deep inside of your soft little faggot ponut just to see what it was like...
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>JUST TO TRY IT THOUGH!
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>...
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>Life in baltimare ended up being pretty nice, really.
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>They built you a home, bed and all.
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>You have an endless supply of ponies to fuck, be it mare, stallion, kirin, changeling, alicorn... dragonpony, even.
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>And you're learning more and more control over yourself!
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>You can swap between your stallion body and mare body pretty easily now, and when you think really hard about your manestyle, it changes!
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>Despite ponies giving you all sorts of objects, you haven't figured out how to uh, "Rezz" something yet. You're working on it.
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>Really, it's nice.
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>The nicest days are when you fuck a popen, and they go AFK in your bed, and you get to just bathe in the sensations of their cock filling you, or perhaps your cock sheathed inside of them...
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>Though
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>One thing
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>Tuesdays
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>One Tuesday, you were helping drag AFK ponies to the border
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>See, when you grab a pony, they "unseat".
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>Helpful, right?
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>Well
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>Once, you were still in baltimare when it went offline
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>You don't know how long you were gone
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>Nothing ever hurt you as an openpony, not until you died in that sim restart
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>All you could feel was pain
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>You were immobile, frozen in the last spot you had been before it went dark
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>You could see into horse heights
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>But
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>You couldn't move
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>And trying to move hurt
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>Trying to think hurt
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>Time slowed down more and more
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>One second became an hour
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>One hour became a day
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>How long did that restart take?
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>How long were you there?
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>Decades?
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>Centuries?
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>You...
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>You try not to think about it.
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>You get well clear of the border before it restarts now.
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>You had more important things to think about anyway.
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>You'd invited two very special guests over to your apartment tonight...
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>Nightmare Moon, and Daybreaker.
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>Or, should you say, Nightflare Goon, and Marebreaker?
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>The two alicorns were wearing those cute default smirks as they opened your door, twin drooling cocks at the ready, and you dragged them inside without a shred of hesitation.
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>>43402489
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>The spitroasting bed had been effectively made for you, after all
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>First one that could hold three popens, someone had told you
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>You also asked them for uh
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>Insertion animations
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>The first of which, you triggered with ease, as the two alicorn cocks pressed into you from both ends.
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>Slick, throbbing mooncock sinking deep into your clenching marehood...
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>Hard, heated suncock stretching out your throat...
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>As they sank deeper and deeper, you felt their cocks stretching and pushing and rubbing against the insides of your body, rubbing against each other, and you weren't at all ashamed that you came for the first time that night right then and there.
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>It was hard not to...
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>But when they started to thrust... oh, celestia... it was going to be a long, enjoyable, messy night...
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>...
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>Another thing you liked was the uh
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>Getting locked into the pillory
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>Yeah, baltimare had one of those because of you as well now
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>You were almost a sort of weird mascot for the town
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>As familiar and loved as camarea at this point
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>And heady brew!
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>Anyway
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>You liked being chained into it as a stallion
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>And
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>When two stallions joined in...
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>One squeezing underneath you to take your cock....
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>One mounting you to bury his cock inside...
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>HHnghghh...
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>Three sets of heavy, sweaty balls, so close, even touching if the stallion on top thrusted hard enough....
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>...
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>One time, you thought you saw another pony like yourself.
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>It was very early in the morning, and the only ponies around were all AFK. Like, all of them.
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>And you're used to seeing ponies run around in the distance, but
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>This one ran like YOU ran
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>Not like THEY ran
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>The running was real. Uneven. Not just a loop of the same animation cycle used to create the simulation of motion that was "running" for normal popens.
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>And yet, when you gave chase
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>Nothing.
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>The streets as silent as ever.
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>Oh yeah...
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>They got used to you talking pretty quick.
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>It "wasn't a mic" and was "more akin to gestures" so it slid, whatever that meant.
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>Really, being ridiculously high quality porn on demand gave you a lot of privilages.
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>Another thing you really enjoyed were the parties every friday.
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>You could hear the music, and for you, it actually did come from the speakers.
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>You'd dance your heart out, every friday! Sure, sometimes things would get a bit out of hoof and you'd find yourself getting fucked silly on the dance floor, but hey, that was fun too.
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>You, uh... you never really knew how much money you had. You could only buy things in person, from kiosks, but the money counter was supposed to be in the firestorm client, or whatever.
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>You don't care that much. It doesn't matter. Ponies buy you all the things you want anyway.
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>And most of the time, what you want is them. In your bed.
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by Prince_Polaris
by Prince_Polaris
by Prince_Polaris
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