some other anon made a shitpost about happy holes and I ran with it
If the anon who made the original wants me to remove his/her segment then I will
>be Anon
>be inna Equestria
>hear rumors of a perverse practice around Ponyville
>they call it the "happy hole"
>in certain taverns
>in the bathrooms, there are holes in the walls between the partitions at waist level
>you're at the tavern one night and notice the holes in the walls
>you wonder
>a mare walks in and wordlessly occupies the stall next to yours
>and sticks something fleshy and throbbing through the hole
>it's her snoot
>you boop her onna snoot
>she giggles
>you run away
>you run home crying
>you feel so dirty
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here's my bit
>still be anon
>it's been two weeks since you locked yourself away
>no food left
>Must face the world and risk experiencing another "happy hole"
>at the market, start to calm down
>reach the milk isle, just you there
>Pick up a gallon and turn back to grab a second
>feel your hand push against something warm and now slightly squished
>look over, you just booped a mare
>the same mare from before
>feel very dirty once again
>run home crying in terror
>maybe food can wait a day or two

>Be Anon once again
>Three months and that mare seems to appear from nowhere
>everytime you think it's safe you grow careless and move your hands while not watching and...
>boop
>That mare seems to appear at the perfect time to get booped by you
>you don't know how an earth pony could teleport but this one almost seems to
>you've taken to working sparsely and having one of your few pony friends delivery groceries
>today you're relaxing in the shower, letting the worries slip from your mind and down the drain with the hot water
>...shit it's steamy, and your bro bought the wrong shampoo, shits too bubbly when latheri-
"fuck my eyes"
>moving your hand to grab at a rag outside the shower you feel terror shoot up your spine
>you just booped a pony, you know it, you've become so familiar with the act since that first day
>you dare not look as you pull your hand back, staring through bloodshot eyes you rip the curtain aside and look on...
>nothing, phew, you could've sworn but...maybe this whole thing has been getting to you.
>you close the curtain after rubbing the soap from your eyes with the nearby towel and begin to feel your heartbeat lower
>that's when it happens
>Hooves wrap around your back and you shoot stiff as a board
>you just booped the mare with your no no place
>run from the shower
>run from the house naked
>escape town to become a wild man
>cry the entire time feeling every atom within you become forever dirty