Twilight AiE Oneshots


                                            [copied from https://pastebin.com/PB67BAd9 ]

                                            [original writer Mosque3Hotel ]

                                            "AiE Oneshots"

                                            >-------------------------------------


                                            >Anon's hand smacks against your flank, bouncing off while Anon leans into your view.

                                            >What? Who does this stallion think he is?

                                            >He can't be going like that, that's an insult to your feminity! Stallions aren't supposed to be the aggressive ones...

                                            >Y-you're not getting dickwhipped are you?

                                            A-Anon, stop that...

                                            >"Why? We're in a relationship now. It's okay."

                                            Yeah, but you're the stallion in the relationship! Act like it!

                                            >"Aww Twilight, you ponies are so strange."

                                            >Anon picks you up, your legs kicking at the air as he sits down.

                                            >Ugh, he's so much bigger than you are.

                                            >Obviously, he wants the V. Better put on the moves, hey?

                                            >Shut up, vagina.

                                            >Anon holds you, stroking at your belly. Oh Sun, it feels so good.

                                            >He nips at your ears and then turns to a hug.

                                            >Oh, this... this is so exotic.

                                            >You wonder if he gives good head.

                                            >Anon's like no Stallion before.

                                            >He's... not so submissive like the others. And he takes interests in things that don't revolve around shopping hours on end for guy stuff, or being slutty. He's... he's...

                                            >Like, a tommare.

                                            >And a total dom.

                                            >Unf.

                                            >You're such a beta.

                                            >You can't even resist here.

                                            >He'd just stick it in you and he'd have total control.

                                            >H-he...

                                            >Could CHOOSE whether to impregnate you or not...

                                            >Unf...

                                            >And he's going for it right now...

                                            >You feel Anon's breath on your ear as he leans in

                                            >"Let's snuggle."

                                            Y-you too...


                                            >"Really? Horseshoe IV sounded like a real bitch of a ruler."

                                            >What?

                                            >She was an awesome princess! You mean, she...

                                            >You groan, "Why?"

                                            >"She started three wars and a genocide. How is that awesome?"

                                            >Blasphemy.

                                            She showed the world the true might of the Comet clan. How their people won several victories, showing they were powerful and superior to all the other mud races. Sh-

                                            >"She started a genocide, Twilight. Her armies raped stallions and murdered children."

                                            >"Stop being so autisic."

                                            >Why, that little

                                            Suck my clit, Anon.

                                            >Anon pauses, looking at you sternly.

                                            >You sure rekt him.

                                            >"Okay."

                                            What?

                                            >Anon grabs your juicy purple flanks and puts your butt up to his face and drags his tongue across your slit

                                            >You immediately moan out, surrendering your body

                                            >Fucking OMEGA, Twilight. Celestia'd be dissapointed.

                                            >You need to take charge.

                                            >Anon's tongue dives into your sex, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout you, slurping up the juices.

                                            >As your clit pops out, Anon switches, "Mmm, strawberries." Flips you over, and starts sucking.

                                            >You clamp your legs down on his head

                                            Unf! Yeah, suck it! Suck it you slut!

                                            >Anon pulls away at times to breathe, but he intensely works on your marehood, sucking like the good little stallion bitch he is

                                            >You feel a pressure building up in you, starting at the small of your back and making it's way...

                                            Uhhnn... buck, you whore... I'm cumming...

                                            >Anon tries to pull away, but your horn starts glowing and you force his head into your pussy, mouth wide open, you spasm as your vagina clamps and convulses trying to suck in something that isn't there, and you cum into Anon's mouth.

                                            >A few seconds pass, and you let go, breathing heavily.

                                            Good boy.

                                            >"Twilight?"

                                            Yes?

                                            >"Twilight, you're acting weird. Twilight? Wake up..."

                                            >Your eyes pop open.

                                            >"Come on Twi, you've been doing this every morning since you had that date. I'm tired of cleaning your sheets!"

                                            Ugh... whatever, Spike. You wouldn't understand.

                                            >This morning was a wet one.


                                            >You have to admit, the tune was pretty catchy.

                                            >Mares dance with stallions, drowning the dance floor in a series of clips and clops, blaring noise and creating a dense atmosphere.

                                            >You forgot why you were here. You had no partner with you. Fucking alien.

                                            >The air is tense and your legs are shaky, and you can't help but break into a fit of moonwalking.

                                            >Sliding over to the other side of the room, you seem to have attracted... a mare.

                                            >And a terrible stench.

                                            >A fat, pudgy pony more alike a cow approaches you, with a fucking chin tuft and wearing a fedora.

                                            >Oh god. There's insufferable betas here too.

                                            >"C-Care for a d-d-dance, m'sir?"

                                            >Eh, what the fuck.

                                            >You and the mysterious mare leave the club a few hours later, exhausted, and you somewhat disgusted. She kept trying to make moves on you the entire time, which you were sure to shoot down every time.

                                            >"B-by the way, uhh, here's my gram number..."

                                            >Staring at her for a few seconds, you decide that it's just not to get any more involved now, lest you trap yourself.

                                            "Thanks, but I think we'll just be friends."

                                            >You walk away later, the wind blowing against your hair, your body desperate for a wash.

                                            >As you make your way to... Hmm, where tonight? You decide on Twilight's, you hear a voice behind you.

                                            >"BUCKING FRIENDZONED AGAIN!"

                                            >Why are all the guys acting like girls, and the girls like guys?

                                            >You still pondered that question laying in a soft bed, snuggled up to Twilight, who turned out to be quite the dom.