- Prompts:
- I want to keep Octavia up all night, every night with Vinyl's constant whorish moaning.
- >trying to sleep in the same bed
- >same bed
- >sleep
- >You are Anon, doing what you do best; currently pounding your marefriend's brains out on her bed.
- >Or maybe you were murdering her. Kinda hard to tell when she's screaming this loud.
- >Vinyl had wanted to try something new tonight, which put you balls deep in the DJs ponut.
- >And she was loving it.
- >Or possibly hating it, but you two had a safeword so it was probably a mix of pain and pleasure.
- >You'd be lying if you said you weren't a little wor-
- >*CRASH*
- >Shards of wood come flying toward you two and pelt off your sweaty bodies.
- >Your lovemaking session comes to a screeching halt as a crazed looking Octavia stands before you where the bedroom door used to be.
- >"OI YA FAKKEN MINGES IT'S THREE BONG IN THA FAKKEN MORNING!"
- >You feel Vinyl go rigid with fear under you and clamp down /hard/ on your little soldier.
- >"Run Anon shes got the cello!" She yells terrified, desperately trying to scramble off of you.
- >"I'VE HAD IT UP TAH HERE WITH YOU TWO TWATS SHAGGIN TILL THE BREAK A DAWN!"
- >Octavia gallops up to the bed and throws her large cello down at Vinyl's head.
- >Quickly yanking the petrified pony out of certain brain damage, you try pulling yourself out of her to no avail.
- "I can't get out of you, I'm stuck! You gotta relax babe!"
- >Vinyl turns her head to you letting you see the pure terror on her face.
- >"HOW THE BUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO RELAX WHEN I'M ABOUT TO GET BRAINED BY A WOOD INSTRUMENT?!"
- >Octavia sends out another wild swing, narrowly missing you and sending it into the nightstand completely obliterating it.
- >"STAND STILL YA ROIGHT SCRUBBER!"
- >"JUST RUN YOU IDIOT!"
- >Not needing to be told a third time, you hurdle over the bed and leg it through the empty doorway with the insane grey mare in hot pursuit.
- >"WHEN I CATCH YA OIL GUT YEH BOTH FROM GOB TAH ARSEHOLE!"
- "Shes really mad huh?!" You say to your marefriend, who's dangling from your naked pelvis.
- >"Probably cause we've been bangin too loudly!"
- "Or maybe she just wanted to say 'chello'?"
- >You complete your joke with fingerguns as Vinyl groans and facehoofs.
- >"Now I hope she kills us."
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