Anonpone x Girl


                                            >You are Anon

                                            >But not just any random Anon

                                            >No sir...

                                            >You, you are Anon number 312

                                            >And you are in line to pay a bill

                                            >You may be wondering what bill you, Anon 312, are trying to pay

                                            >Well

                                            >It is not really a bill, but more like an... exchange of sorts

                                            >Anon 312 you sure are a lucky bastard

                                            >You aren't in a line

                                            >You're walking towards the girl right now in fact

                                            >She's kinda cute...

                                            >Got the dyed red hair with some freckles

                                            >Maybe some eyeliner

                                            >Yeah, that's her over by the motel door

                                            >You wave n' shit

                                            >This exchange isn't any normal exchange

                                            >Oh look, she waved back

                                            >What a lucky asshole you are

                                            >"Hey Anon!"

                                            >She smiles

                                            >Oh god does she smile

                                            "H-hey Rylee."

                                            >autism.disgust

                                            >This is a cuddle exchange

                                            >You sigh in relief and nervousness as she giggles

                                            >You're lucky you got a hot girl, and not some greasy pigfucker

                                            >This was your first time doing it, but hey, should be fun

                                            >Right?

                                            "S-so, do you have the serum?"

                                            >She nods and leads you into the motel

                                            >ohfuck.jpg

                                            >Here we go

                                            >"Yeah, I got it."

                                            >She smiles when you sit on the neatly made bed

                                            >"Trust me, Anon. You're gonna love this."

                                            >You shiver slightly

                                            >You always were a bit of a sperg

                                            >She doesn't seem to mind though, cuz she sat next to you

                                            >And her hand is on your knee

                                            >Oh jesus

                                            >She bites her lip as she digs through a pocket in her black jeans

                                            >"Ah!"

                                            >She pulls out a small vial filled with a bluish liquid

                                            >There it is

                                            "Is it uh... Is it instant, or one of those slow things?"

                                            >She takes the vial and puts it in your slightly damp hand

                                            >"It's instant. Don't worry. All painless."

                                            >Shit, well

                                            >No turning back now

                                            >You glance at her before unscrewing the vial

                                            >You down that fucker in one go

                                            >Fuckyeah.webm

                                            >The girl smirks at you

                                            >Oh shit

                                            "Feelin' a bit tingly..."

                                            >OH SHIT

                                            >You feel blinded for a second, like a stun grenade just got thrown into the room

                                            >Everything feels off

                                            >Legs are all wonky and bent oddly

                                            >You feel a pair of soft hands wrap around your now fuzzy midsection

                                            >"Hey, it's okay..."

                                            >Aw fuck, you're being kidnapped or some shit

                                            >More panic!

                                            >You wriggle more, afraid of whoever is kidnapping you

                                            >Don't blame the newly minted pony for being afraid

                                            >One hand starts rubbing at your belly

                                            >"No no... Don't panic. It's okay, Anon."

                                            >It's Rylee's voice, speaking ever so softly into your poor pone ear

                                            >Oddly enough... It does seem to be calming you down a bit

                                            >The hand rubbing through your fur on your belly

                                            >Just rubbing ever so softly

                                            >You blush and stop wiggling, realizing that you might have seriously lost your spaghetti for no reason

                                            >"See? Not so bad."

                                            >She giggles and rubs your left ear

                                            >You whimper from the touch, experiencing sensations that you've never felt before

                                            "Y-yeah. Not so bad..."

                                            >You barely manage to get that out, but you think she heard it.

                                            >Rylee releases you for a moment

                                            >You look at her in confusion, until you realize what she is doing

                                            >The freckled girl gets on the bed and lies down on it, resting her back against the frame of the bed

                                            >Your eyes widen and ears fall back as she pulls you onto her lap

                                            "What're you doing?"

                                            >Your weak protests fall on deaf ears as she strokes at your back

                                            >You feel a hand tickle at an appendage on your back

                                            >So you're a pegasus?

                                            >Neat...

                                            >"Your wings are very pretty, Anon."

                                            >You gulp in response

                                            "Thanks, Rylee. I guess ponies are just like that."

                                            >Here you were, sitting on a girls lap as a pony, being stroked in a very non-sexual way

                                            >Your eyes slowly close as you quietly groan in response to her petting and stroking

                                            >No wait.

                                            >You jerk your eyes open, fighting off the enemy that was sleep

                                            "I should stay awake. Can't fall asleep on a stranger when I just met her."

                                            >She giggles

                                            >That's good, right?

                                            >"Silly pony. It's okay if you do."

                                            >She strokes your neck and head region

                                            >You only blush in response as you lose the battle

                                            >Darkness overcomes you as your eyes lock tight, unable to fight the stroking easing you into your fate

                                            >So warm...

                                            >So comfortable...

                                            >Tap tap tap

                                            "Huh..."

                                            >Something was tapping you

                                            >"Wake uuuuup Anon pony."

                                            >Your eyes snap open as you try to jerk out of bed

                                            >But you can't jerk out of your bed, because you can't move

                                            >And you can't move because Rylee is holding you hostage with an arm

                                            >"Don't freak out, you fell asleep, so I just let you sleep."

                                            >Oh... Well... You still fell asleep on a girl.

                                            >That's not how first dates work.

                                            >They also don't entail being a pony and being hugged and cuddled with

                                            >So this wasn't a date

                                            >This was just a cuddle exchange

                                            >Your cheeks turn red in shame

                                            >The girl giggles, stroking your brightened cheeks

                                            >"Hey, don't get embarrassed mister Anon."

                                            >She rubs your sides and belly

                                            >"Ponies don't get embarrassed."

                                            >You close your eyes, hoping it'll go away if you ignore it.

                                            >"People become ponies for a little bit to feel good."

                                            >Uh oh.

                                            >"And do you know who makes those ponies feel good?"

                                            >You crack open an eye to look at her face

                                            "You...?"

                                            >She smiles down at you and rubs both your ears

                                            >"That's right Anon, me."

                                            >You coo softly as she scratches your ears and rubs your belly

                                            >She doesn't go anywhere near your thighs though, just staying around the upper body region

                                            >Which was fine

                                            >You really didn't want to know about horsecock right now

                                            >Rylee takes one of your hooves and squeezes it a little

                                            >"You're lucky you got me, Anon."

                                            >Huh?

                                            >"Do you wanna know why?"

                                            >She smiles

                                            >You want to know why.

                                            "W-why?"

                                            >She giggles at your shyness

                                            >"I do 'Other' things than cuddling and scratching my ponies."

                                            >Oh boy.

                                            "Can you um... Elaborate...?"

                                            >She smiles cheekily

                                            >"Of course Anon..."

                                            >You're nervous about where this is going

                                            >But... You're still very curious

                                            >Rylee winks at you

                                            >You didn't even notice one of her hands creeping along to squeeze your butt

                                            >You squeak

                                            "R-Rylee?!"

                                            >She giggles

                                            >"Yes Anon?"

                                            >You gulps, prepared to confront her

                                            "What are you doing?"

                                            >She smiles and scratches underneath your chin

                                            >"Doing my job. Making ponies feel good."

                                            >You blanch

                                            >Oh fuck

                                            >You should have had this coming

                                            >You squeak again as you feel another hand tease your flaccid pony cock

                                            >Both your front hooves move down to protect what's good, but she pulls them back with one arm

                                            >She flips you and her onto your sides

                                            >Rylee has an arm around the front of your chest, preventing your front hooves from doing anything

                                            >She's also teasing your... growing length with her other hand

                                            "R-Rylee, please don't do this..."

                                            >She kisses your ear and whispers into it

                                            >"But you agreed to this, remember? Or did you not read the fine print?"

                                            >You whimper

                                            "F-fine print...?"

                                            >"Oh yeah. I won't go into it, but basically... I can do this to you..."

                                            >She continues stroking your cock, it growing with each pulse

                                            >"And I must be doing my job right... Look at you go!"

                                            >You blush in shame

                                            >You were enjoying this...

                                            >Is it rape if you enjoy it?

                                            >You aren't fighting back

                                            "O-oh god this is s-so wrong..."

                                            >Your dick continues to expand in her soft, smooth hand

                                            >She giggles

                                            >"Ponies are so much more fun than men, you know."

                                            >You stay silent, wondering where she's going with this

                                            >"Even men turned stallions, they're so much more fun. They whimper, but secretly enjoy it."

                                            >You whimper in response

                                            >She smiles

                                            >"Like that. I know you're enjoying this, Anon."

                                            >You stay silent, trying not to give her the benefit of the doubt

                                            >But you are enjoying it...

                                            >Finally, it escapes you

                                            "Ahh..."

                                            >The girl laughs

                                            >"Ha! See! You do like it..."

                                            >She stops stroking and grasps your rock hard cock with a practiced hand

                                            >"No shame in enjoying it... Like i said... I make ponies feel good..."

                                            >She slowly strokes it up and down, seemingly overjoyed to be doing this to you

                                            "I..."

                                            >She shushes you before you can speak, kissing your ear again

                                            >"Don't talk, just enjoy this..."

                                            >She keeps stroking and rubbing, occassionally rubbing against your sack

                                            >Oh fuck did it feel good

                                            >She was incredibly good at this

                                            >You wonder how many cocks she's touched with these hands

                                            >Nope

                                            >Don't think about it

                                            >Who cares about how many dicks she's touched

                                            >Wait

                                            >You do

                                            >You let out another moan, becoming distracted by your own thoughts

                                            >Rylee giggles and rubs faster

                                            >You squirm, eyes widening as you feel the familiar pressure buildup

                                            >You won't give her the satisfaction of making you cum

                                            >You won't!

                                            >But... You don't know how long she'll keep at this.

                                            >"You know... I'm not gonna stop until you splooge all over this bed."

                                            >She strokes your cock a little slower, teasing you just on the edge

                                            >"Who cares about a mess anyways... Let the manager deal with it."

                                            >That answers your earlier question...

                                            >You bite your lip and close your eyes tightly, trying to shut yourself down

                                            >You can't let her win!

                                            >You wo-

                                            "Ahh!"

                                            >The girl aims your pone dick away from the two of you, your cum spurting onto the bed in thick pearly white ropes

                                            >One

                                            >Two

                                            >Three... Ropes.

                                            >Holy shit...

                                            >The girl giggles and rubs your back as you pant

                                            >"Now... That wasn't so bad, was it...?"

                                            >Not at all...

                                            >Fin.