Vinyl shorts: Vinyl von Braun


                                            Prompt:

                                            I want to cum inside Vinyl so hard that she shoots off my dick towards the wall, and bounces back into my waiting arms.


                                            Can I use her as a cum powered rocket


                                            >Use Vinyl as a impromptu cannon, for unexpected dangerous encounters like when changelings invade.

                                            >Or if she's too lazy to walk somewhere, you point her in the right direction before blasting her all the way to her destination.


                                            Green:

                                            >Did you order a salad or were you served dried grass clippings with rocks?

                                            >At least the outdoor ambiance was pleasant, otherwise you'd have half a mind to get up and leave.

                                            >You are Octavia, and this restaurant has possibly the worst, most tasteless Waldorf salad you've ever had the displeasure of eating.

                                            >Serves you right you suppose, eating before the other party had even appeared.

                                            >Still, you had been waiting for half an hour past your agreed upon time and were already famished when you arrived.

                                            >You would be more insulted if you hadn't expected this from pony you were waiting on.

                                            "Does she have to be late /every/ time?"

                                            >Grumbling to yourself, a faint whistling noise rises over the din of the restaurant.

                                            >Your ears swivel to the sound, the whistling turning into... screaming?

                                            >Turning your head to the noise, you peer into the sky to see a pegasus- wait no, you don't see any wings.

                                            >There must have been an accident! Somepony fell out of a balloon or off of Cloudsdale!

                                            "S-Somepony do something!" You shout, pointing up at the rapidly falling and nearing pony.

                                            >Some other patrons break their conversations and look to where you were pointing in shock, some of them calling for help as well.

                                            >Blast, none of them were pegasi! The restaurant was overcrowded with pompous unicorns like most other places in Canterlot.

                                            >You watch helplessly as the mare- wait a minute, is that? that's Vinyl!

                                            >W-what, how did she get up in the sky? She said she was coming to town today, maybe she took a hot air balloon?

                                            >Her screaming was getting louder now, shooting to the ground at a terrible speed.

                                            >What could you do, there must be something you can do to stop this!

                                            >Yet you couldn't think of anything, you sat there helplessly, unable to tear your gaze away as Vinyl hurtled to the ground.

                                            >She landed close by, a few unicorns scattering from their seats as she hits the ground by them.

                                            >She ends up bouncing into a chair, the seat screeching against the cobblestone as it drags its way right towards your table.

                                            >Still frozen with shock, you can't muster up the strength to move even an inch as the chair comes to a sudden halt at your table.

                                            >Vinyl's screaming dies out, changing to mirthful giggling as she twists her body into an upright position.

                                            >"Heheheee again again! Oh hey babe, wassup?"

                                            >You nearly faint on the spot.

                                            "V-Vinyl, are- are you okay?"

                                            >"I'm okay now that you're here Tav."

                                            "H-ow, w-what?"

                                            >"Oh yeah, Anon says we're coming over to his house for nightmare night so we gotta get costumes."

                                            >Looking around bewildered, everypony seems to be acting like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

                                            >As if not a minute ago, a white unicorn hadn't just plummeted from the sky hard enough to make the ground shake.

                                            >Maybe you were going insane and you dremt the whole thing up, best to pretend it didn't happen and carry on for the sake of your mental health.

                                            "Y-you talked with Anonymous then?" You say, trying to come to grips with the hallucination that just happened.

                                            >"Yep, just left his house."

                                            >What?

                                            "But he lives in Ponyville, how could you have 'just left'?"

                                            >"Yeah so I uh, I shot over here after some... quality time with him."

                                            "But that's normally a day's travel, the only way to get here that fast would be by royal chariot!"

                                            >"Well, ya'know how I kinda fell here?"

                                            >Oh no, it wasn't a vision of madness brought upon by sleepless nights composing. That actually happened.

                                            >"Yeah so 'Non and I found a super fast way to travel and that's how I got here so quick."

                                            >Intrigued, you wonder if there is some rational explanation for what you witnessed.

                                            "A new way to travel? Some sort of magic?"

                                            >"Yeah no not really, a bit less sophisticated than that. Think like, blowing up a balloon real big and letting it go."

                                            "You... traveled all the way here from Ponyville... on a balloon?"

                                            >"Kiiiiiinda, just replace the balloon with me, and the air with cum."

                                            >That was the wrong time to take a sip of water, as you sprayed it out your nose all over the tablecloth.

                                            >"Jeez, say it don't spray it Tav."

                                            "V-Vinyl I'm being serious, please." You cough out.

                                            >"Me too." She says with a crooked smirk.

                                            >You straighten yourself in your seat and fix the immature mare across from you with a glare.

                                            "Vinyl really, you could have been hurt doing whatever it is that threw you so high, I'm asking you to be sincere."

                                            >This just makes her smile wider.

                                            >"The best part about all this is that I'm being 110% serious right now."

                                            >"Anon pointed me at the castle, gave my butt a slap and filled me with so much hot cu-"

                                            "Vinyl, really!" You cut her off, cheeks burning.

                                            "This is no time for your degenerate fantasies."

                                            >"Oh I'm the degenerate? I think I remember that one time during hearthswarming last year where you were so-."

                                            "You hush your whorse mouth right now missy." You growl, cutting the laughing DJ off yet again.

                                            "If you won't tell me, fine. I'll find out the truth from Anonymous myself."

                                            >"Okay bet, don't believe me? If I'm right you gotta clean me up."

                                            "Clean you up?"

                                            >"With your mouth."

                                            >What on Equis does she mea- oh.

                                            >Your cheeks start to burn again.

                                            >Vinyl ever with that annoying grin, just looks at you, passively.

                                            >"Don't tell me you're gonna chicken out, after all I'm not being serious right?"

                                            "O-of course not, this whole thing is ridiculous!"

                                            >She couldn't be right, there's no way! It was as dumb as it was stupid!

                                            >"Okay, look under the table and see for yourself."

                                            >Huffing, you bring your head under the tablecloth.

                                            "Honestly Vinyl this little immature charade you've cooked up has gone on long enou-"

                                            >Across from you, Vinyl had splayed her rear legs apart, giving you a muzzle full of unicorn cooch under a slightly distended belly.

                                            >And seeping out in what must be a stream of- of ejaculate, had made a sizeable puddle underneath her chair.

                                            >Wha- who- where- h-how?

                                            A tapping above you wakes you from your incredulous stupor.

                                            >"You okay down there?"

                                            >Slowly, you peek your head back out from under the table to look at Vinyl, only a hint of smugness to be seen.

                                            "A-Are you hungry?"

                                            >"Nah, not really." She says, waggling her eyebrows at you. "kinda stuffed if you know what I mean."

                                            >You wish you didn't.

                                            >"Oh hey is that a salad? Thanks Octy!"

                                            >Magic engulfs your plate and is pulled over to the DJ who forgoes utensils and sticks her face right into the greens, munching happily.

                                            >You contemplate the series of events that brought you to this moment in your head, trying to figure out any other possible explanation to what you had seen.

                                            >Your crisis is interrupted however, by a belch across from you.

                                            >"This salad sucks Tavi, why'd you get it?"

                                            >You can't help but notice the mare had demolished two thirds of your meal already, wearing some of it on her muzzle.

                                            >"I'm prolly gonna get the rolls they have here, they're pretty bomb."

                                            >"Maybe some dumplings too if you wanna share. I donno If you wanna eat too much though, you've got a lot of dessert waiting for you later."

                                            "..."

                                            >"Oh yeah, you got something on your cheek by the way."

                                            >Reaching up with a hoof, you wipe your face and come back with a little smear on your coat.

                                            >Oh you seem to have gotten some dressing on your face from earlier, you must not have noticed in all the commotion.

                                            >Licking at the mark as dignified as you could, you realize what was on your face was in fact, /not/ salad dressing.

                                            >A foreshadowing of things to cum.