>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.