Anonymous2: Life had always been a great deal livelier after the portal opened. Interacting with a small equine version of yourself was initially unnerving, but Applebloom had quickly gotten used to it and came to relish the moments and adventures she'd shared with her furry counterpart. Though today would certainly be a day Applebloom would remember for a LONG time, the current situation she found herself in was weird, even considering how abnormal her days typically were. This was made stranger still by the addition of her dopple-pony's rump currently bouncing against hers.
The day began as normally as any other; Applebloom waited outside the Cross Dimensional Administration building until her excited, headstrong counterpart burst through the exit gate, as per usual ignoring all protocol typically mandatory for entering the other world. The staff simply laughed and waved (this was by no means an unprecedented event from the filly) as the bubbly pony raced away, her best friend and self in tow.
Once sufficiently far away from the CDA, they underwent the usual process of greeting each other and inquiring about what the other had done with feigned interest. Some giggles and questions were uttered about the other's stories, but they both knew nothing of interest happened when they were apart. The formalities finished, they marched off around the human equivalent of Ponyville, intent to find some object of interest or adventure to go on.
As had happened occasionally before, their efforts to find something meaningful to preoccupy their time with had failed rather miserably, and they drearily lounged about the Apple Family Orchard. When it had finally appeared that today would fail to be productive in any sense, Applejack approached the pair and spoke, "Ah'm headin' out ta' town for a bit ta' catch up with Rarity. Y'all should probably head inside soon; a storm is brewin'." Finish, the woman quickly walked away from the farm and towards the small city.
As she left, droplets of rain began to pester the ground and the pair subsequently began a brisk trot towards Applebloom's home. Whilst moving, the pony inquired, "Yer sister said she'd be gone awhile, right?"
"Yea, why?" Applebloom replied.
"Well, I was thinking," the devious filly began with a mischievous grin, "we could go through your sister's things!"
Though initially hesitant to agree, Applebloom was coerced by her friend to violate Applejack's privacy.
Upon entering the room, they were greeted with a very uninteresting sight. The walls were plainly coated with a dully colored wallpaper and the room itself was pretty spartan, save for a bed and a TV. Further inspection of the single piece of furniture revealed an odd, bumpy plastic rod and a video.
"Heh, what d'ya suppose this thing is?" The pony giggled.
"No idea, I've never seen it before. Kind of silly, ain't it?" Applebloom replied.
Disinterested in further pondering its use, the young pair focused their interest on the video entitled "Two Girls Learn to Share." Thoroughly perplexed by the title, the girls decided to play the video on Applejack's TV.
Though they hadn't been exactly certain of what the two girls were doing, they both were blushing rather heavily when it ended. An unnerving silence proceeded until it was eventually broken by the human "What in tarnation was that all about?!" she exasperated.
"I don't know," came the reply, "but it looked kind of fun..."
Discussion had continued only briefly until the pair grudgingly decided to enact the strange thing they had found on the video. After both removed their clothing, Applebloom (pony) gripped the weird object in her mouth and positioned it towards the other's womanhood. After a few clumsy attempts and some encouraging nudges, several inches of the toy wedged itself into Applebloom's entrance. In response, she let out a shocked squeak and collapsed onto her chest, tongue lolling out of her mouth. Worried, the pony attempted to ask what was wrong, but any effort from the counterpart to articulate a response failed. Continuing anyway, the filly lined up her own marehood with the bumpy rod and swiftly thrust backwards.
The mare shook uneasily from the sensation of each nub caressing the inner reaches of her twat and roughly teasing her clitoris before entering her depths. The dildo, though thoroughly soaked in secretions from each girl, still had a length that remained unsubmerged in filly twat. Gritting her teeth, the pony continued to push her plump ass backwards until, after much sweating and effort, it finally slapped against the dopple's cheeks and sent soft, rippling flesh cascading down her plump bottom. Though she herself was practically rendered senseless from the exhilarating pleasure, the filly began to bounce her flank against the other's as fast as she was possibly able, tinting the rippling flesh pink.
This action elicited a chorus of moans from the previously inarticulate human, her tongue dripping with glistening saliva and darkening the folds of the blanket beneath her. Eyes rolled in the back of her head from the mind-numbing sensation, her legs were now drenched in the deluge of fluid from her overpleasured womanhood.
After only a few moments more of the rapid pistoning from the filly, both bodies quaked with shudders as they orgasmed themselves into unconsciousness, toy still firmly embedded in themselves and bed soaked from the lustful secretions of the pair.
They were finally awoken by the resounding thud of footsteps climbing the stairs coupled with an audibly echoing call for the two. By the time they became fully lucid, the door had already opened with Applejack standing in its frame, body laden with hints of purple lipstick. "Girls... You're in BIG trouble!"
Applejack then tore off her clothes and jumped onto the pair whilst screaming, "Round Two; FIGHT!"
Actual ending: Girls get punished by Applejack. The end.
Anonymous3(2): Was tempted to delete it after I finished because I realized I hated it, but figured I might as well post it.
One of the main problems I had with it was that there was entirely too much build up to the actual porn part of the story, and as a result I think I didn't put as much effort into imagery as I should have.
Whatever, though. You guys weren't expecting anything astonishing from me anyway.
Anonymous4: @stingray970: It seems like it would do much better if you actually wrote a fic instead of just putting it into a comment. Give yourself more room for equal parts build up and sex imagery. My first clop fic ended much the same way. Too much "Here's people and why they will fuck" and not enough "Here's the fucking."
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The day began as normally as any other; Applebloom waited outside the Cross Dimensional Administration building until her excited, headstrong counterpart burst through the exit gate, as per usual ignoring all protocol typically mandatory for entering the other world. The staff simply laughed and waved (this was by no means an unprecedented event from the filly) as the bubbly pony raced away, her best friend and self in tow.
Once sufficiently far away from the CDA, they underwent the usual process of greeting each other and inquiring about what the other had done with feigned interest. Some giggles and questions were uttered about the other's stories, but they both knew nothing of interest happened when they were apart. The formalities finished, they marched off around the human equivalent of Ponyville, intent to find some object of interest or adventure to go on.
As had happened occasionally before, their efforts to find something meaningful to preoccupy their time with had failed rather miserably, and they drearily lounged about the Apple Family Orchard. When it had finally appeared that today would fail to be productive in any sense, Applejack approached the pair and spoke, "Ah'm headin' out ta' town for a bit ta' catch up with Rarity. Y'all should probably head inside soon; a storm is brewin'." Finish, the woman quickly walked away from the farm and towards the small city.
As she left, droplets of rain began to pester the ground and the pair subsequently began a brisk trot towards Applebloom's home. Whilst moving, the pony inquired, "Yer sister said she'd be gone awhile, right?"
"Yea, why?" Applebloom replied.
"Well, I was thinking," the devious filly began with a mischievous grin, "we could go through your sister's things!"
Though initially hesitant to agree, Applebloom was coerced by her friend to violate Applejack's privacy.
Upon entering the room, they were greeted with a very uninteresting sight. The walls were plainly coated with a dully colored wallpaper and the room itself was pretty spartan, save for a bed and a TV. Further inspection of the single piece of furniture revealed an odd, bumpy plastic rod and a video.
"Heh, what d'ya suppose this thing is?" The pony giggled.
"No idea, I've never seen it before. Kind of silly, ain't it?" Applebloom replied.
Disinterested in further pondering its use, the young pair focused their interest on the video entitled "Two Girls Learn to Share." Thoroughly perplexed by the title, the girls decided to play the video on Applejack's TV.
Though they hadn't been exactly certain of what the two girls were doing, they both were blushing rather heavily when it ended. An unnerving silence proceeded until it was eventually broken by the human "What in tarnation was that all about?!" she exasperated.
"I don't know," came the reply, "but it looked kind of fun..."
Discussion had continued only briefly until the pair grudgingly decided to enact the strange thing they had found on the video. After both removed their clothing, Applebloom (pony) gripped the weird object in her mouth and positioned it towards the other's womanhood. After a few clumsy attempts and some encouraging nudges, several inches of the toy wedged itself into Applebloom's entrance. In response, she let out a shocked squeak and collapsed onto her chest, tongue lolling out of her mouth. Worried, the pony attempted to ask what was wrong, but any effort from the counterpart to articulate a response failed. Continuing anyway, the filly lined up her own marehood with the bumpy rod and swiftly thrust backwards.
The mare shook uneasily from the sensation of each nub caressing the inner reaches of her twat and roughly teasing her clitoris before entering her depths. The dildo, though thoroughly soaked in secretions from each girl, still had a length that remained unsubmerged in filly twat. Gritting her teeth, the pony continued to push her plump ass backwards until, after much sweating and effort, it finally slapped against the dopple's cheeks and sent soft, rippling flesh cascading down her plump bottom. Though she herself was practically rendered senseless from the exhilarating pleasure, the filly began to bounce her flank against the other's as fast as she was possibly able, tinting the rippling flesh pink.
This action elicited a chorus of moans from the previously inarticulate human, her tongue dripping with glistening saliva and darkening the folds of the blanket beneath her. Eyes rolled in the back of her head from the mind-numbing sensation, her legs were now drenched in the deluge of fluid from her overpleasured womanhood.
After only a few moments more of the rapid pistoning from the filly, both bodies quaked with shudders as they orgasmed themselves into unconsciousness, toy still firmly embedded in themselves and bed soaked from the lustful secretions of the pair.
They were finally awoken by the resounding thud of footsteps climbing the stairs coupled with an audibly echoing call for the two. By the time they became fully lucid, the door had already opened with Applejack standing in its frame, body laden with hints of purple lipstick. "Girls... You're in BIG trouble!"
Applejack then tore off her clothes and jumped onto the pair whilst screaming, "Round Two; FIGHT!"
Actual ending: Girls get punished by Applejack. The end.
One of the main problems I had with it was that there was entirely too much build up to the actual porn part of the story, and as a result I think I didn't put as much effort into imagery as I should have.
Whatever, though. You guys weren't expecting anything astonishing from me anyway.
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