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I Swear I Don't Have a DILF Fetish!
By anonkuruCreated: 2020-11-18 19:33:53
Updated: 2023-07-27 06:33:23
Expiry: Never
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>Be babysitter for Diamond Tiara
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>Pay is unbelievably high and the only job a stallion can get and more so for an alien stallion
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>Too good to quit
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>Go above and beyond what's expected of a foal sitter
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>Diamond Tiara warms up to you in a tsundere way
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>Really she's not that bad she just needed someone to love her
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>You don’t understand the ponies around you
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> “It must be hard foalsitting Diamond Tiara even a stallion like yourself.”
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>“You can foal sit my daughter if foalsitting Diamond Tiara is too hard for you Anon.”
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>That’s what you hear most when you speak to others
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>Diamond Tiara is a brat but not that bad
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>come to pick her up from school
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“Diamond Tiara!”
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>She turns to where you are and smiled widely. Ponies man, too cute
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>“Anon!”
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>She galloped over and launched herself into your arms
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>The school ponies are shocked by the complete 180 of Diamond Tiara’s behavior
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>Be with Silver Spoon just messing around
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>Be teenage Diamond Tiara
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>As you grew older, you noticed Anon with much more… details
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>His for-arm, chest, his deep sweet baritone voice.
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>Yes, you get the snickers behind for having a foalsitter even now, but those dykes didn’t know how good Anon was.
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“So what if he’s not like those prissy sensitive colts? He has so many good points about him, what kind of stupid mare won’t see that? Do me better, SP, what mares won’t marry him?”
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>You list all the good things about him
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>Cooking, foal wranging, foal chasing legs, and his rump.
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>Sweet Celestia, you could bounce a bit off of that plump rump.
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>Think for a moment on what kind of mare is worthy of him.
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>Nopony that’s who.
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>Somepony who has known him for a while that understands him and who will love him for who he is and not because of his ‘exotic’ stallion thing. Somepony that can provide for him and is rich enough to let him have a comfortable life that he deserves.
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>Silver Spoon chuckled. “Who would have him in the first place? He’s not exactly a colt a mare would look for.”
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“I would!”
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>Silver Spoon is too stupid to see anon’s good points.
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“Hypothetically.”
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>“DT, he’s old enough to be your dad.”
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“That just makes it better you stupid dyke!”
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>She stared at you with a questioning gaze.
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>“Sounds like you just likes DILFs. Or Anon.”
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>You scrunch your face.
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“Blegh! He’s like a dad to me! I'm gonna go home I'll see you later.”
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>At home
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>Be Anon cooking tiara’s favorite carrot casserole,
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>She comes up looking tired
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“Hey Diamond Tiara I made your favorite. Take a seat and dig in.”
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>Something is up with her
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>Not the usual cheerful self like she normally is
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>suspicious.scroll
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“Hey Diamond Tiara, are you doing alright?”
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>You see the blush beneath her coat, you place your hand on her forehead, no heat
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>“It’s nothing I swear!”
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>suspiciouspone.tapestry
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>For now you choose to leave it alone so she can enjoy her meal in peace
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>You forget that this smiling filly used to be a shitty brat
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>The days of dodging dolls, quills, inkwells and other items now seemed like a fond memory
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>After your meal was finished you rise from your seat, prepared to collect the dishes, but you pause at the sight of a full plate across from you
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>You frown at her, noting her food is nearly untouched, and she seems visibly tired
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>And a bit… flustered?
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“Ok DT, tell me what’s wrong. I’ve known you long enough to know when something’s wrong.”
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>You lay the plate back down and sit across from her again
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>She doesn’t speak for a moment, though she glances up at you timidly
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>“Anon, what do you think of dating someone with an age gap?”
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“Uh what?”
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>Oh no
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>some faggot stallion is trying to take advantage of her
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>Happened before, since her family is rich
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“Is some faggot trying to take advantage of you? Who was it?”
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>“N-No I was just curious that’s all!”
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>Hmm
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“DT, you’re not keeping any secrets from me right?”
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>“Uh… I’m gonna go to my room.”
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>Just another day doing your homework at the kitchen counter.
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>For a colt, Anon was smart. So while he washed the dishes you’d ask his help once in a while.
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>Not to mention you get an eyeful of his rump
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>Unf
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>“Hey Anon, would you date a younger mare?”
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>You look up hopeful at him
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>He rubs his chin thinking, dem forehooves- forearms.
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>“Sure why not. Though I doubt I’ll find a mare.”
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“What kind of mare?”
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>He shrugged, “I dunno, I guess I’ll have to meet the mare herself. Enough about that, you almost done yet?”
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>A small part of you wished you’d be that mare. You’d date Anon, who wouldn’t?
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“Uhm yeah, can you help me?”
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>“Sure thing.”
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>Anon left and you’re alone in this house and your parents are late
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>Again, you don’t see them often, even more than before.
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>Buck them, you have Anon.
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>You see anon’s jacket
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>Clumsy colt, forgetting his jacket again
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>But he’s your clumsy colt
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>Well will be anyways
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>You forget how big Anon is, his jacket is enough to cover two mares.
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>You give the jacket a sniff
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>Celestia, you got issues, smelling a stallion’s jacket like that
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>Meh, one more whiff wouldn’t hurt
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