Original Poster: (Assumed) Love and Powerlifting (http://pastebin.com/u/lapsbin) Reason this is posted here is because LaP regularly doesn't bin things. Will be removed upon or shortly thereafter being posted on his bin. Maybe. Pt. 1 >Be Anon >Proud owner of Anon's Anonymous Hobby Shop >Home to anything and everything you'd need concerning hobby items, from model trains to pieces of balsa wood to magnets >You kinda did the same thing back when you were a normal person and not some dipshit in a land filled with horse people >The difference was that you could actually afford the rent and taxes of being a store owner here >Sure, your shop was real little, but you got pretty busy throughout the week >There were a lot of older women that liked their train sets here >You also had a bunch of young kids that liked buying figures for their eastern foreign girl bands >And those body pillow things >Gosh darn degenerates >It was early >Your shop wasn't even open >You were sitting behind your counter, half-asleep >There was still some packaging that you needed to sort through today >Some expensive train parts for a client >Some paints >An airbrush >Something that one of the local dorks insisted wasn't a sex doll from Neighpon >And you'd get to it >All of it >You just needed to wake up >There was a knock on your door >"Yoo-hoo! Nonners is you in there?" >You didn't react >Didn't move >You continued to sit there, staring at your wooden counter >"Nonners?" >... >"Nonners. I can see you! It's your bestest, favoritest friend!" >You blinked one eye, then the other >You heard a giggle through your door >There was a click as the door unlocked >It was opened, revealing Pinkie Pie, looking far too bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for how early it was >Sugarcube Corner was right next to your shop >Pinkie was also one of the first horse women that Princess Twilight introduced you too >The purple dork had been sad to see you go, but after the treebrary blew up you had to leave horseland >FUCK that spooky Crystal Castle >The princess introduced you to her other friends in this dimension--a hell of a thing--but Pinkie took to you like a fly to shit >Much more than her horse version, if you were being perfectly honest >Pinkie always got up so much earlier than you, being a baker and all >She liked to come here before you opened and throughout the day >She didn't really ever buy anything, usually just sitting next to you in a stool you had bought just for her >Sometimes you'd let her run the counter while you did something else in the store, which she seemed to enjoy >The pink haired girl had a brown bag in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other >Just how you liked your women >Extra large, black, and strong >"There's my favorite businessman!" she said with a bounce >She continued to bounce her way to you, shirt flopping around with each hop >She had no bra on, nor did she have drawers >Just like always >She bounded over, placing the bag and coffee onto the table >"There you go! One extra large and a chocolate muffin," she chirped >You mumbled your thanks, reaching for the coffee >Popping off the top, you began chugging it >It was hot, but you didn't mind too much >It was finished in under a minute, and putting the empty plastic cup back down you felt almost like a human >"Did you have another long night?" Pinkie asked, jumping over the counter, doing a flip, and somehow landing neatly onto her stool >You ignored that, just nodding "A lot of paperwork," you said. "The mail girl was really late too. Didn't come till sundown. I also had to do inventory." >"Again?" "Yeah. I think Applebloom and her friends are stealing paints." >Pinkie puffed her cheeks out, letting out a huff >"Well, I'll just have to talk to their sisters then. They should know better than to steal from a guy. Do you want me to get Applejack to beat their butts, Nonners?" "That and bring me either money or the paints back." >She saluted >"I'll have their bottoms red and bits in their hands, Capitano." >You saluted back, still trying to blink the crust out of your eyes "Thanks." >"No problemo, Nonnyo." >The two of you were quiet after that for a few minutes >As much of a doer and talker that Pinkie is, you're pretty sure she likes the silence and the stillness >Not always, she was Ponyville's premiere party girl after all, but sometimes >Especially when you were around >The silence was suddenly broken when she stood up >"I gotta go. Mrs. Cake is probably wondering where I am," she said, stretching. "I'll see you around lunch time, Nonners. Make loads of money, k'ay?" "I'll do my best," you replied with a slow nod >Pinkie smiled, giving you a great big hug >You hugged her back, nuzzling your face into some lovely, perky d-cups >She smelled like sugar and bread >She was also very warm >If you weren't so damn tired you might have just pulled her into your lap and just held her until you had to open >You've done it before >It was great every time, especially when Pinkie broke out into her giggle fits >The party girl began running a hand through your hair >"I'll see you around lunch time," she repeated, voice barely above a whisper. "K'ay," you whispered back >"Do you wanna go out to eat somewhere?" "No. Still got too much to do. You can bring a pizza over after your shift though." >"Will do. An extra big, extra great for my Nonners." >Pinkie broke the hug, holding you at arms length >She studying your face for several seconds, she leaned down to give you a smooch >"Love ya." "Love you too." >Somehow, Pinkie's grin widened >With a mighty leap, she launched herself over the counter--giving you an eyeful in the process--landing gracefully >"Lunch time!" she yelled over her shoulder, racing to the door. "Be there or be square!" >You watched her leave, reaching for her muffin >... >It was gonna be weird when that one girl came in to pick up her sex toy today >You're pretty sure it was Rainbow in disguise, but you weren't a hundred percent >Fucking bird horse >She was a degenerate no matter what she looked like... ~~~~~ Non-LaP Worldbuilding Break >Pinkie's friends don't get it >They were almost positive that that party girl was going to end up with Cheese >Build a party empire, have party kids >The works >Instead, she gravitated to that weird alien Anon >Who may we well have been her exact opposite >Anon very rarely smiled >None of them heard him laugh before >He also didn't care for parties, or large groups, or people in general honestly >His idea of a good Friday night was in his shop, tidying things up and getting orders ready for the next day >If it weren't for the fact that Princess Twilight herself vouched for him, the girls might think he was using some sort of magic to bewitch her >Whatever the reason, Pinkie seems to really love the green weirdo >Rarity expects an order for a wedding dress to come any day now >Pinkie likes Anon BECAUSE he doesn't smile at that much and hardly ever laughed. >Because he smiled and laughed for -her-. >It felt way more special than how Cheese could smile and laugh with everyone. >It was sweet and even admirable for a Party Partner but for a man to smile at her just because it was -her- that was doing something funny? >That was enough to make her heart skip a beat. >...also he was less of a prude and this Pink Momma liked her close hugs, gosh darn it. ~~~~~ Pt. 2 >"Remember, don't tell me sister." "I won't, Mrs. Celestia." >"I know she comes down here. If she asks, I was never here." "Okay. You were never here." >"If you do tell her I'll never hear the end of it. She already thinks I have enough trains. Enough trains, can you believe that?" "I cannot, and don't worry. My lips are sealed." >Celestia--the teacher, not the horse-- looked over her shoulder as she scooped up her train set >Top of the line 1908 Hummingbird >Brick brown with a black smoke stack >A very, very expensive set >They stopped making it thirty years ago, or so you had been told >The older woman gave you a nervous smile >"Remember: I was never here," she whispered >You just nodded, putting the check she had just given you under the counter >With a happy sound, Celestia made her way outside, where her car sat >You usually didn't like people parking in the front of the store like that, but she was insistent >You didn't know why her sister gave her so much guff about her trains >She was just as bad with her miniature airplanes >Still, with her gone, the day was done >You could lock up, get things cleaned up, and paperwork done >You looked at your watch >3 >2 >1 >Your front door opened, revealing Pinkie >She had three extra large pizzas in her hands, along with a little brown bag sitting on top, which no doubt contained two dozen freshly made cookies >"Nonners!" she chirped, kicking the door closed behind her. "How was work?" "Good," you replied as she bounced over, dropping everything onto your counter. "Just sold a big train set. I'm gonna have to take the check to the bank tomorrow." >Pinkie made her way back over to the front door to lock it >You got up, grabbing the vacuum you had behind the counter >You'd sweep and bust before you took Pinkie upstairs to your "house" >As you plugged it in, she raced back over to pull you into a hug >She kissed both of your cheeks, then your nose, before resting her chin on your shoulder >You hugged her back "How was work?" you asked >Pinkie giggled >"Super duper fun! Busy too. Mrs. Cake and I needed to make three hundred cupcakes for a wedding." "Three hundred?" >"I know right? Those lucky ducks are gonna be eating like QUEENS!" >Pinkie forced you back toward the counter >She didn't look it, but she was stupid strong >Probably almost as strong as Applejack >It made sense >She could jump eight feet into the air without much effort >She's actually lifted you above her head >She let out a sigh, pressing you against the side of your counter "Tired?" you asked >Pinkie nodded, pressing herself against you >It was a rare day when you saw your bundle of energy get tired >"Mrs. Cake gave me the day off tomorrow for all my hard work," she mumbled. "We can spend the whole day together." "You can help me with the store." >"Yeppers." >You gave her butt a pat "Go and take the food upstairs. I'll meet you up in a few minutes," you said >"Noooo, let me help you," she said with a wiggle "I'll be fine. Go take a load off. When I'm done we can take a shower together and watch old movies." >Pinkie perked up >"Bridge on the River Qui?" "Sure. Some Clarence Eastwood movies too." >Pinkie pulled away, all smiles >"In that case, let me go get Gummy. He loves westerns." >With that, she raced toward the door, unlocking it and running outside >The rest of the night was a typical Friday >Pinkie brought over Gummy and enough junk food to feed a village >The two of you showered together, which she loved since you both got to run your hands all over each other >You, Pinkie, and Gummy then proceeded to eat far too much pizza >Gummy found his way on top of your head as Pinkie threw a blanket over you both and snuggled close, wherein you began to watch classic after classic >Just another day in paradise >... >It was Rainbow too >She was the one that got the sex doll >The weirdo wore a wig in here thinking you wouldn't notice >You'd have to talk to Pinkie about it in the morning... Pt. 3 >Be Anon >Be pretty tired >It was morning >The sun hadn't come up >You were laying in bed, warm and comfortable >You needed to get up and get ready to open the shop >It was a Saturday >That meant your shop was gonna be packed with nerds wanting to get their supplies >Usually, you'd get up with a groan, hop right out of bed and get a shower >The issue this morning was that you had a guest in your bed >Said guest had you watching scary movies until three in the morning >Hence why you were so goddamn tired >She was also the reason why your bed had confetti all over it >You had no idea why that always happened when she slept over >You never did anything with confetti, and she never had any on her >Maybe she had a bag of the stuff in her hair? >You've seen her stuff all sorts of stuff into that mass of pink fuss >Pinkie was snorting right above you >She had her arms wrapped around you, your head tucked under her chin >She had one of your legs pinned between her legs >Most women here hated cuddling, but Pinkie might have loved it more than icing >She had as much of her naked body pressed up against you was physically possible >Maybe impossible as well >Never knew with Pinkie >The issue was that you didn't want to wake her, but your tired self couldn't figure out a way to get untangled without disturbing her >Picking your head up, you looked around >In the darkness, you could just make out Gummy sitting on the countertop >The gator seemed wide awake, just staring at you "Gummy, bud," you whispered, reaching out to him. "You gotta help me. Come here." >The gator blinked, looking at your outstretched hand >Several seconds passed before, without warning, he crawled onto your arm, using it as a bridge to get into the bed >He stepped on your face, then into Pinkie's hair >Pinkie let out a giggle >She squirmed a bit >You twitched as you felt a hand cup your balls >Hello there >Murmuring something you didn't quite catch, she rolled over >There we go... >You could always count on Gummy >The ol' reliable lizard... >You rolled out of your bed, stepping over a rubber duck that was just sitting in the middle of the floor >Your room was a mess >To be fair, it was always a mess after Pinkie came over >The girl couldn't stay organized to save her life >You looked back at her, checking to see if she was awake >Thankfully, she was still snoring away as Gummy slowly climbed out of her mane, crawled into the pillow that your head had just been resting on, and closed his eyes >That got a small smile out of you as you turned and made your way to the bathroom >You flicked on the lights >There was Pinkie, bright-eyed and bushytailed >"Mornin'!" she chirped >Frowning, you looked back into your bedroom >Sure enough, the only one in your bed right now was Gummy "Morning," you replied with a yawn >Pinkie yawned as well, bouncing in place >This made those double-ds of her bounce and giggle >A lot of girls preferred small chests here >Apparently, guys here liked them a lot more >Small chests, skinny, tiny butts >Basically the complete opposite of Pinkie here >The cowards >You took a moment to look your girlfriend up and down >Her skin was blemish-less >Her legs were thick, her hips and ass were even larger >She had a well maintained patch of hair above her pussy >When you first started dating it had been the amazon forest down there, but now you saw to it that she took care of herself >She had a bit of pudge around her belly, but you knew she was a fit as a fiddle >Honestly, she was completely, totally out of your league >You don't know why she didn't think so >Pinkie giggled, causing you to look up >Her smile was now devious, and she had a twinkle in her eye >"Nonners, it's barely morning, silly billy," she said, sliding down a hand so her fingertips brushed against her groin. "Come on, lets show and see if we can get clean, or even dirtier~" >You would like to say that you opened the shop on time >Not only didn't you, you were walking funny for the rest of the day. >Pinkie, of course, was super proud of herself