GetUrRocksOffxddd


                                            >It’s a beautiful day.

                                            >The sun is-

                                            >Your train of thought is interrupted by three solid knocks on the front door.

                                            "I-I didn't even get to finish my inner monologue-"

                                            >"Oh. My mistake. Continue." You hear said monotonously from outside.

                                            >It could only be ONE mare.

                                            >You scoff and open the door anyways.

                                            >"Hello Anonymous. How are you today."

                                            "First off Maud, I had an inner monologue to conclude before we got to the real meat-"

                                            >She blinks very slowly, making sure to accentuate the initial close.

                                            "...Of the...story."

                                            >"Is there a problem?"

                                            "You don't care do you."

                                            >"No. Not really. All I care about is making sufficient sexual advances towards you in hopes that you will copulate with me."

                                            "That ain't gonna happen. I am not into horses."

                                            >"Technically speaking, I am a pony."

                                            "PONIES. I AM NOT INTO PONIES."

                                            >"Then what do you like. Do you like rocks?"

                                            "Maud."

                                            >"I like rocks. They can be nice."

                                            "I don't-"

                                            >"Rocks can be gritty, rocks can be brittle, Anon please give me a chance, just a small one, a little."

                                            >You cringe in pain and recoil backwards.

                                            "Don't you ever fucking do that again I swear to god."

                                            >"Did you not like my poem? Was it not sufficient enough?"

                                            "No, I didn't like your poem, it was awful."

                                            >"Then how about this one. Ahem. Anon. You are not a rock, but you are gray, so your cock might be hard, like a rock. "

                                            "Maud-"

                                            >"Did the poem exhilarate you as much as it did me."

                                            "Can you-"

                                            >"I am positively consumed with thoughts of you rutting me right now."

                                            "MAUD!"

                                            >She simply blinks slowly again and invites herself inside, afterwhich she takes a seat on your couch, leaving you in disbelief at the door.

                                            >"Are you coming inside?" she says, as emotionless as always. "No. You're not. Not yet."

                                            "Get the fuck out of my house."

                                            >"Anon why don't you understand I just want you to rock my world."