[CASUAL SEX] Anon fucks a timberwolf for science


                                            More old stuff of mine I found in the archives.


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                                            >"C'mon, Anon!"

                                            "No."

                                            >"But it's for science!"

                                            "No!"

                                            >"Pleeeeaaaase?"

                                            "Twilight, no! I'm not having sex with a timberwolf!"

                                            >A familiar country twang pipes up.

                                            >"Aww, quit bein' difficult, Anon. Y'all know the Princesses want us to see what kinda critters you can make foals with."

                                            >You grit your teeth and tear your eyes away from the whimpering timberwolf Twilight had tied up in her creepy "science" basement.

                                            "Applejack, you know full-fucking-well that Princess Celestia and Princess Luna mean SAPIENT races."

                                            >Applejack just looks at you like you asked her what colour the number 4 is.

                                            >"Sapey-what races, sugarcube?"

                                            >Fuck's sake, Applejack.

                                            >Learn how to science!

                                            "Self-aware, Applejack. You know, intelligent like ponies and minotaurs and griffons."

                                            >Applejack scoffs.

                                            >"Ah might hesitate to say griffons are any type of smart, Anon."

                                            >...was that a racist insult against griffons?

                                            >"And it ain't like y'all didn't already take both of'em to bed, Anon."

                                            >Right.

                                            >The griffon thought your dick was weird because it didn't have barbs on it.

                                            >The minotaur, on the other hand, gave you an address and an invitation to visit in a couple of months.

                                            >Applejack just looks down at the timberwolf with this big, dumb, thoughtful expression on her face.

                                            >She stares long and hard at the captured animal, even going so far as to bring a hoof up and rub her chin.

                                            >Finally, she nods and smiles.

                                            >"Y'all ain't never had to deal with timberwolves before, have you, city boy? These here tree-dogs are a lot smarter than you think they are."

                                            >Goddammit.

                                            >You look around the assembled Elements for support.

                                            >Fluttershy nods serenely; Pinkie Pie looks uncomfortably excited; Rainbow Dash is giving you this look that suggests you're wasting her time; Twilight has a quill and parchment floating in front of her, eyeing you intently; and Rarity flagging you with her tail.

                                            >"What if I were to sweeten the deal, darling? I'll give you a little treat if you help our dear Twilight out with the experiment."


                                            >Half an hour later, you exit Twilight's weird tree-library, buckling you belt and swallowing your shame.

                                            >You try to forget the sounds the timberwolf made when you fucked he-it.

                                            >Fucked IT.

                                            >Not just the sounds; the warmth, the wetness, and the way that those weird vines constricted around your cock, milking it for your seed.

                                            >You left the building when it turned around and tried to cuddle with you afterwards.

                                            >"Anonymous! Anonymous, come back!"

                                            >You stop mid-buckle and turn around.

                                            >Rarity's galloping towards you in the way that only a tiny, knee-high horse can.

                                            >"Anonymous, tell me you haven't forgotten our deal?"

                                            >Rarity sits down and gives you the saddest look you've ever seen.

                                            >"Oh, you have, haven't you?"

                                            >She rears back and throws a forearm over her eyes dramatically.

                                            >"So quickly you forget about moi! After all I've done, all I've sacrificed for you and your clothes!"

                                            >You've seen these dramatics before, so you just stand there and wait for her to get it out of her system.

                                            >A few more emotion-filled lines later, Rarity peeks out from between her hooves and, seeing how unimpressed you are, immediately goes back to normal.

                                            >"Hmph! Oh, very well. Be that way."

                                            >She turns around and presents her winking, onyx marehood.

                                            >"Dig in, darling. I want to howl like that timberwolf."

                                            >Your dignity is more or less destroyed thanks to your latest stint of debauchery, so you don't hesitate to shove your cock inside of Rarity.

                                            >Right in the middle of the market.

                                            >Right in front of everypony.

                                            >To your surprise, nobody around you seems to care.


                                            >Even when Rarity's delighted gasps turn into passionate moans and barely-contained shouting, nobody bats an eye at your display.

                                            >One passing mare even complimented you at your technique.

                                            >"Tail-pulling. I never thought of that one before."

                                            >You're starting to feel the building pressure and pleasureable tugging in your groin when you feel a tap on your shoulder.

                                            >Applejack looks a bit impatient and slightly annoyed.

                                            >"Are you two almost finished, sugarcube? Yer in mah spot."

                                            >That's right; Applejack usually sets up her stall here.

                                            >"P-patience, dear!" Rarity gasps, drooling on the ground.

                                            >"I'm sure we - oh! - will be d-done - right there! - soon, d-darling~"

                                            >As your orgasm overtakes you, you grip Rarity's marshmallow ass and pull her hips as tight as you can against your crotch.

                                            >Rarity gasps and groans as you fill her up with your spunk.

                                            >She stumbles away as you pull out, doing her best not to step in the small puddle of your collective fluids.

                                            >"That was... marvelous, Anonymous."

                                            >She clumsily turns around and leans into your side, nuzzling your chest.

                                            >"Do come by later, won't you?"

                                            >You scratch Rarity behind the ears and tell her that you will.

                                            >She surprises you with a peck on the cheek and then walks off.

                                            >"Rarity!"

                                            >Rarity freezes at Applejack's voice and, with a bit of a sheepish smile, cleans up the puddle with a burst of magic.

                                            >"There you go, Applejack. All better."

                                            >Applejack "harumph"s and goes about setting her stall up.

                                            >"Y'all do yer love-makin' somewhere else, next time. Ah don't wanna hear somepony losing sales on account of you two gettin' in their way again."

                                            >Rarity "hmph"s and walks away with her head held high.

                                            >"I suppose I shall. Goodbye, Applejack; Anonymous."

                                            >Rarity walks away, bow-legged and dripping fluids.


                                            >You are Anon, regular fuck-buddy (sorry; "buck-buddy") of Rarity

                                            >It's been about 3 months since you... did that thing that you did... with the thing in Twilight's basement...

                                            >....

                                            >And Twilight just called you into her library.

                                            >She said it had something to do with your "reproductive experiments" and you hope to god she doesn't have another woodland animal chained up for you to rape.

                                            >Because that's what it is when what you're having sex with isn't intelligent enough to agree or disagree to sex.

                                            >More importantly, it's bestialtiy.

                                            >....said the man who fucks horses.

                                            >Your life is so messed up, you don't even know why you object to normal animal-sex any more.


                                            >You open the door to Twilight's library and step inside.

                                            >Instantly, you're beset upon by a timberwolf.

                                            >You fall to your back and throw out your arms, hoping to fend off its attack...

                                            >...when it starts licking your face.

                                            >What?

                                            >"Oh, Anon!"

                                            >Twilight pops out from behind a bookcase and races over.

                                            >She's looking more excited than you can remember ever seeing her; bar the first time she studied you.

                                            >"Good news! Remember how we were trying to find out what race you can have foals with?"

                                            "Unfortunately."

                                            >Twilight ignores you and turns to face the timberwolf.

                                            >"Roll over, girl!"

                                            >The timberwolf gets off of you and, with a happy little woofle, lays down and rolls over onto her side.

                                            >Your blood freezes as the bulge on the timberwolf's lower-tummy is exposed.

                                            >Twilight jumps up and down in excitement and, when she's done, pats you on the back.

                                            >"Congratulations, Anon!"