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>seriously anon I'm your own mother I know mares don't give you any attention but this is pathetic and disgusting
>I'm your own mother
False. Celestia does not act like this.
This is either the doing of Chrysalis or Sombra.
You're not my real mom!
oh neat another demoralization thread but this time it's my ponymom who hates me not my waifu
nice variety OP, don't forget to swallow
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If you're my mother then you have tp let me drink your milk from the tap
>anon why is there so much mother son smut on your PC
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>mommy gets angry with you
>get a boner
>oh anon I'm sorry my sister has been telling at you so much but it's wrong for a mother and son to do that...
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>aunt Luna
We all know what comes next.
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>We all know what comes next.
Fuck me, I'm going to have to write this tonight.
"Celestia, you're taking this mommy roleplay far too seriously."
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>"Role play?"
>"Perhaps I was not clear enough."
>"You will not simply be playing the part."
>"I am taking you as my son."
>"That may make you adopted, but you are my son nonetheless."
>"This is not a game."
>"I am your mother."
>"Do I make myself clear?"
>he doesn't know
>we all know what comes next
All right Mom, so I'm gonna go and have sex with Trixie. Byeee
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>Trixie? I forbid you to have sex with that stallion!
This. OP swallows gallons
You clogged the toilet again mom.
"God mom, it's not a phase. Having sex with Trixie is who I am."
>tfw no tough love daddy Sombra
Daddy Sombra isn't afraid to give you a hard spanking if you misbehave
Don't have time to write it all in one go so I'll chip away at it over the next several days, starting tonight.
okay maybe not tonight. had a headache all evening. haven't gotten shit done. going to take more medicine and sleep, try to have the beginning up by this time tomorrow.
>”Now hurry up and impregnate me with your inbred children Anon!”
Excuse my aunt, she's just been going crazy lately..
>cadence mares always reject me do you have any spell to help with this
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What a luck! Recently, my sister-in-law shared her secret spell with me, which is quite hard. called the "want it, need it" spell.
>special romantic operation
Jannies finally woke up and decided to do their "job" and deleted half the thread. Cowards.
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It will. The board being nsfw would result in loads of porn dumps.
weird, all the eqg shitpost threads are still there
It would be barbie dumps and futa dogshit day in and day out, with some generic /a/ porn thrown in and other garbage you'd see on the shittier boards.
Imagine you're having an argument in NSFW /mlp/. You state your very correct point succinctly, and hit Post, but a minute later, instead of a rebuttal or apology, you're met with an image of sexy mare ass, with the text "Here's a horse pussy, your argument is invalid now". You lost.
>"Here's a horse pussy, your argument is invalid now".
It'd be interesting to see them try a compromise and have one containment thread where you could post all the horse puss and teats you wanted. Make it a sticky. Have the teacherpone horsepussy pic that always gets spammed as the OP. I know it would never happen and it would likely be a failure if they ever tried it, but it would definitely be amusing.
Translation: "You ain't had pussy since pussy had you."
Well, unless you were a caesarean baby. In which case, you've never had pussy. Full stop.
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Only way to preserve your ticket to Equestria.
Here we go:

>"I hope you had a wonderful day."
"I did. I really did. Thank you, Mom."
>Mom smiles and kisses your forehead.
>"Anything for my Little Sunshine."
"Mommmm! I'm too old for you to be calling me that! I'm legally a stallion now!"
>Mom rolls her eyes, chuckling. "You'll always be my Little Sunshine, Anonymous."
>Mom's chuckle ascends into laughter, and after a few seconds of futile resistance, you join in her merriment.
>An unknown amount of levity later, the two of you resume your stroll along the path that overlooks the garden courtyard.
>Everything looks so different in the dying purple twilight; Mom's sun mostly obscured by the horizon.
>Mom's held the sun back today prolonging the light of your birthday, slowing its descent towards the western horizon.
>She does so much for you, and you can't express your gratitude enough.
>It doesn't make things any easier, with her being at the heart of your shameful insecurity.
>"So," she says after calming down, "Now that you're 'of age'-"
>She says with hoof air-quotes.
>"-perhaps you'll begin to show interest in the beautiful mares that Canterlot has to offer?
>Oh boy, here we go again.
>That's what you get for letting your thoughts wander to your struggle.
>Mom's solar cutie mark flashes in your peripheral vision as she steps forward and pivots back to face you.
>There will be no deflecting and evading from the issue this time.
"I, uh... well, you see..."
>Mom's genuine smile has degraded into her "princess smile"- the reserved, dignified facade that she's used countless times for over a millennium.
>Meant to conceal her feelings and react to any news diplomatically, to conceal any external manifestations of concern, or, Sun forbid- disappointment.
>Time to start acting like a stallion and share the truth, so, after a mind-clearing sigh, you look Mom in the eyes and attempt to do just that.
"I know I haven't really shown any interest in mares... and, um... it's not because I'm a colt-cuddler or anything!"
>"Not that there's anything wrong with that!" Mom says five milliseconds later.
"Mom, you shifted into politician mode again."
>"Huh? Oh! Sorry, sorry!"
"It's fine. So... yeah. The reason I haven't courted anypony yet is, well..."
>You cut yourself off with a long exhalation through pursed lips.
>This is harder than you ever imagined it would be.
"Mom, I already... there's a mare I'm already interested in."
>"REALLY!?" Mom *prances* two laps around you. "Oh honey, that's WONDERFUL!"
>Aaaaaaaand in the blink of an eye, her warm snootle is squished against your nose, breath from her nostrils washing over your mouth, warm and fleeting.
>"So who's the lucky filly?" Mom asks with exaggerated inflection.
"Well, she's actually a mare... you could say she's a little bit older than me..."
>"Really now?" Mom lifts an eyebrow.
>She continues to stare you down, eyebrow aloft.
>"...Do. I. Know. Her?"
"You absolutely do."
>It's the maids' rears being so exposed! Their skirts are too short! I promise it's nothing about auntie Luna!
What's wrong with sniffing yout used panties?
>Mom sits on her haunches and lifts a gold-capped hoof to her chin. "Hmmm... is it Fleur? No, she's with Fancy Pants now. Or what about- no, I doubt he even knows her. Oh who-"
>Then she gasps, and her eyes lock back onto you.
>"Raven." She says with a growing smirk. "You like Mommy's gorgeous little assistant, don't you, Sunshine?"
>Mom holds her breath, waiting for your confirmation to allow herself to burst.
"Yeah. It's... it's Raven."
>Hopefully your timid, embarrassed smile is good enough to fool Mom.
>At first, you don't hear it.
>But then it grows louder, that high-pitched, ear-piercing, "ssssssSSSSSSQQQQQQUUUUUEEEEEEE!"
>Mom rushes forth, pulling you into an ecstatic embrace.
>"Anon! Sunshine! I'm *so happy* for you! Raven is a *fantastic* mare!"
>She continues to extol the virtues of Raven Inkwell between little fits of giggling and prancing, but you can't listen.
>You couldn't summon the courage to say what needed to be said.
>So you lied.
>And Mom couldn't be happier.
"Hey, Mom?"
>Mom stops mid-prance to look at you. "Yes, dear?"
"Will you keep this between us? Please? I... I need to think about how I'm going to handle things, how to make my move, y'know?"
>You get an ear-to-ear grin in response.
>"Of course, Anon."
>She nods, then looks to the west and sighs.
>"I suppose I've encroached on Sister's time long enough."
>Champagne light brightens your immediate surroundings, and with it, the last rays of your birthday sunshine fade to naught.
>A swift, refreshing cool breeze sweeps through the courtyard a moment later, tousling your hair.
>Mom shuffles to your right as the inky black sky blossoms with starlight.
>"I ensured your Aunt Luna that you'd watch her moonrise tonight."
>You nod, and lean against Mom, prompting her to drape a wing across your back.
>Together, you watch the cosmic light show Aunt Luna conducts for you, making a spectacle of painting the night sky.
>A waxing crescent raises high above, completing the starry portrait Aunt Luna painted in the heavens- a smiling human prince flanked by an adoring moon princess/aunt.
>Countless shooting stars streak below the celestial picture, forming the words 'Happy Birthday, Anon. I love you. -Aunt Luna'.
>The words fade in a matter of seconds, but what this made you feel- that's a memory that will never diminish.
"Wow." You whisper. "You're the best, Aunt Luna."
>"She's rather protective of you, you know." Mom whispers like you. "But I think she'll warm up to the thought of Raven courting you in no time."
>You open your mouth, but she continues.
>"I know, I know. Not a word to anypony. Including her."
"Thank you."
>The remainder of the walk to your chambers is shared in silence.
>Mom insists on tucking you into bed, something she hasn't done in years.
>"Goodnight, my Sunshine Stallion." she says, kissing your forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too. So, so much."
More pls
>After all this time, it's finally happening.
>"Don't be shy now, Sunshine. I know what you want."
>She nods.
>"It's fine, love. Go ahead."
>Plush orange and white fur rises between your fingers as you squeeze that unrivaled, cake-fed flank for the first time.
>"Yessssss... there you go, Sunshine. Let your hands wander *wherever* they want to."
>And you will- just as soon as you get your immediate fill of kneading Mom's butt.
>You look at her faux-pout.
>She lifts her tail, flagging to the left.
>"Aren't you forgetting something?"
>You freeze, overwhelmed by how perfect it is.
>With shaking hands and a fluttering heart your fingers caress their way towards the treasure that awaits; the finest alabaster fur giving way to glistening pink flesh.
>It's so close, mere centimeters away...
>"Anonymous. This is getting out of hoof."
>Your blood turns to ice water in a heartbeat.
>Mom vanishes, allowing a concerned Aunt Luna to walk into her place.
"Aunt Luna! It... it wasn't what it looked like!"
>The moon princess sighs. "Spare me, dearest nephew. A teenage colt doesn't spend months learning how to lucid dream for righteous purposes."
>You gaze shifts to the non-existent floor, away from Auntie's accusing eyes.
"Does that mean you saw the other times I-"
>"Yes. As thorough as the books you borrowed from the Archives' Restricted Area may be, there is nothing they offer that can conceal your deepest fantasies from me."
>Luna's wing lifts your chin.
>"Dearest nephew, these fantasies must stop. You know it is wrong to lust after your own mother!"
"I... I can't help it! I'm sorry, okay!" You throw your hands above your head, wheeling away from Auntie.
>Somehow she's directly in front of you again.
>Her magic roots you to the spot.
>"Fret not, Anon. Your secrets are safe with me."
>She gives you a quick nuzzle.
>Aunt Luna just has a way of making you relax.
>Mom always said that you two have shared a special bond.
>"But alas, my point remains."
>Your eyes fall again.
>"Chin up, Anon. I'll be seeing you shortly."
"But you're already here."
>"In your room, silly colt."
"I'm a stallion now, thank you very much!"
>Auntie smirks. "Not yet, you're not."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
>Her smirk intensifies.
>"Wake up, Anon. Wake up..."
>...and smell the ashes.
>"...I have one gift left to give you."
All I have time for tonight. Moar tomorrow.
I don't know if anyone has told you this, dude, but Equestria isn't real.
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God, writefags are a blessing upon this wretched earth. I eagerly await your next update.
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I'd fucking squirt in my pants so hard.
Resuming writing bump.
Shit, man, I don't waifu the ponk, but I won't deny how hot she can be.
Welcome back, captain.
Last bump for me. Wishing you the best of luck, writefriend.
kept falling asleep at my desk- it's been a very long day. hope this holds you over until tomorrow.

>Somepony is humming.
>Soft, melodious, and soothing, the angelic vocalizing puts you at ease within seconds.
>That, combined with the hoof that idly strokes your hair- all this unsolicited affection threatens to send you back to the dream realm.
>If is wasn't for the kissing, that is.
>A soft pair of lips flutter about your face, kissing your nose, cheeks, and forehead.
>You feel so adored, so loved, and you can't even be bothered to open your eyes to behold who showers you with affection.
>The lips kiss at the corners of your mouth, dangerously-close to your lips, lasting longer than their predecessors
>This draws a short gasp from you, which in turn signals the angel to cease her hypnotic humming.
>"A pleasant night to you, darling colt."
>Wait a minute... you know this voice.
"Aunt Luna?" you half-groan as you roll to your side and finally open your eyes.
>"Who else would it be?"
>You shrug your left shoulder.
"I thought you were an angel until you started talking."
>She mouths the word "Aww,", but is quick to hide her reaction with a bare blue hoof.
"I mean it! You've got a beautiful voice, Aunt Luna..."
>As you look at her, devoid of any regalia, you voice your inner monologue.
"... and not just your voice. You're one of the most beautiful mares I've ever seen. And you do so much for me too, never asking anything in return. You always make me feel so loved and at peace... I think you really might be an angel."
>Aunt Luna's blush deepens as she nuzzles you.
"I... I just said that aloud, didn't I?"
>"Yes. You did." Luna answers with a giggle.
>She gives your lips a very quick, chaste peck.
>"You flatter me, dearest one." Luna snuggles into you, draping a wing over your bare back. "Know that your love and adoration is more than reciprocated."
>Part of you is tempted to talk about what she saw in your dream, to clear the air and reaffirm that your fantasies are confidential.
>Fortunately, your smarter half implores you to say nothing and focus on the angel you're cuddling with, and it's that side of yourself that you obey.
>Auntie gives a content sigh and pulls you into her even harder.
>Why is your heart pounding so fast?
why is incest so hot
I love celestia so much bros
A green dead before it ever starts.
Every time.
Never mind, I appear to be afflicted with the big Retard.
Why can't luna be real
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sorry, we don't obbey orders from a genocide like you.
Fucking based
Oh dear. What are we doing all the way over here on page 9?
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Luba pls
That was corny as fuck and definitely not something a hormonal teenager would say.
yes but an autistic hormonal teenager on the other hand...
Misread this as comfy and was about to agree. Fuck you.
>corny as fuck
That was my intention. However, I'm not above editing that dialogue if it's too distracting from the flow of the story.
>definitely not something a hormonal teenager would say
I beg to differ, sir. I've said cornier, cringier stuff to girls when I was a spaghetti-filled hormonal teenager. That's why I went that direction, to make it feel more authentic in that sense- that a sheltered, teenage virgin that's just come of age would have some weak-ass game, regardless of his royal status.
I liked it.
Just keep going I think its pretty good and i will save my opinion at the end
>Just keep going
I am. Not liking the transition the the main event, though- too rushed. Trying to think of a way to do it better.
lol lmao she is so funny
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My Power only grows, Whore-Witch. I will not let you sully my potential.
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very nice
>I'm your own mother
who talks like this?
>Best not to worry too much about it.
>It's not like you're not loving this, despite how... unusual it may be.
>Luna's wing is so light, but so warm.
>How long have you been cuddling like this?
>Long enough for your heart rate to slow and for your eyes to feel heavy again, that much is certain.
>"Don't fall asleep on me yet, Anon. I still have to give you your birthday present."
>Luna's wing pulls away, then she retreats from the bed altogether.
>"Come, Anon." She beckons with a wing.
"Let me at least make myself decent first, Auntie."
>Luna scoffs, eyeing the only article of clothing you wear, which hangs around your hips. "You're already sufficiently covered, Nephew. Truthfully, I think you are in fact..."
>She tucks a primary feather into your waistband and pulls, then releases for a muffled snap against your skin.
"Aunt Luna!"
>"Oh, don't be such a prude, Anon. After all, I'm naked!"
"That's- that's not the same."
>"How so?"
>Are you really having this conversation right now?
"I- if I take off my underwear, I'm, y'know, exposed. You at least have your tail to cover-"
>The moment the word "cover" leaves your mouth, she whirls around and flags her star-studded tail.
>"You were saying, dearest?" she says, giving her rump a quick shake.
"I... uh..."
>"It's nothing you haven't seen before, I'm sure."
>She's got a point, though you've never had a mare *present* herself to you before...
>The mottled ink spots of her cutie marks actually extend to the perimeter of her marehood; a few small black blotches.
>Auntie laughs at your inability to look away.
>"Oh, Anon!" she giggles, finally lowering her tail. "You may have come of age, but you're so easily flustered as ever!"
"Ha. Ha. Ha."
>Auntie presses her snout against your side half-nuzzling, half-pushing you towards the armchair by your fireplace.
>"Sit, dear. I want to give you your present."
>You do as instructed.
>Luna's magic summons another armchair from a far corner of the room, placing it opposite you.
>"Close your eyes."
>You hear the clip-clop of your aunt's hooves, the chiming of her magic, the scrape of wood against stone.
>There's a rustling noise, one you recognize as the crinkling of wrapping paper.
>"Alright. You may look now."
>An end table sits between you and the chair that Aunt Luna now occupies.
>Atop it sits a large box, wrapped in sparkling green paper, topped by a single large silver bow.
>"Lift the box."
>The paper-lined box is cool and smooth to the touch, sparkling in the flickering light of the fireplace.
>It lifts with no resistance, the bottom having been cut away.
>A chess set sits beneath the box, all pieces arranged for a new game.
>The board is a large, hoof-crafted piece; a work of art in its own right.
>But the pieces are what mesmerize you.
Just give her the dick in a box and get to fucking already.
>You upend the table, scattering the pieces across your room.
"That's nice and all, Auntie, but now it's time for some f u c c. With two 'c's. And a space between each letter."
>"Forsooth, nephew?"
>Oh, homegirl wants to break out the fossil speak?
>Two can play that game.
"Verily. Thine diminuitive posterior stirs mine loins so."
>Auntie Luna smiles and presents herself to you again.
>"Claim thine prize and become a stallion."
>You beat that pussy up for exactly ten seconds because you're a virgin and Luna hasn't scored in over 1000 years.
>There was cum everywhere.
>Mom was PISSED when she found out the next morning, but you and your Aunt bride-to-be were able to placate her with the promise of a threesome.


There. Are you happy, Anon?
For those of you wanting the non-shitpost ending, I'll be updating throughout the day between errands I've got to complete.
Great green so far.
Take your time, friend.
>but you and your Aunt bride-to-be were able to placate her with the promise of a threesome.
>promise of a threesome

Thank you for the spoiler
>shitpost ending

Anon, I...
Hurry up so I can bust a NUT
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This. Clopician is terrible.
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Calm down, barbiefag,
I knew you zoofags had bad taste, but you don't have to announce it with every post.
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You're entitled to your own opinion, no matter how shitty it is. It's just porn to me.
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>bro, look at all the detail
>just imagine how long it took him
>and it's animated too
>so it took him extra long
>that all means it's like super good and high quality
>fighting a strawman
You just being retarded.
And i just enjoy horse pussy
The strawman of "Clopician is good"?
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based, anon got fucked
both anons actually
>The white pieces are carved from marble; gleaming and immaculate, just like Mom.
>The dark pieces though, they're something else entirely.
>You pick up a bishop and admire the work that went into making something this.
"Pattern-welded steel," you murmur, almost hypnotized from tracing your fingernails along the bishop's etched metal whirls and waves.
>"Indeed. Those pieces are made from meteorites."
>That tears your attention away from the dense chess piece.
>Luna nods. "Oh yes. I summoned them."
"You can do that!?"
>"Of course I can! All the night sky is my domain, dear. If the stars obey my every whim, is it too far-fetched to believe that I could coax a few rocks to our castle's forge?"
"Well, when you put it that way..."
>"Do you... do you like it?"
"Auntie Luna, I LOVE it! This is so cool! I've never had anything from the stars before!"
>She clops her hooves together. "I knew you would love it! Oh, how I wished you could have accompanied me when I watched the blacksmiths smelt the ore from the meteorites... and everything else that followed!"
"Well, why didn't you let me tag along?"
>"I didn't want to ruin any part of the surprise."
"Makes sense. Hey, wait a minute..."
>You inspect a white knight, noticing it resembles a royal guard unicorn.
>Likewise, the black knights are bat ponies of Luna's night guard.
>The white queen has Mom's cutie mark engraved in its gleaming marble surface.
>Looking to her counterpart, you notice that the black queen is a miniature of Aunt Luna standing on her hind legs; ready to take flight.
>What's more, unlike the white king, which is like any other king you've seen in a chess set, the black king is modeled after you.
>You pick up the black king and queen, then look at your aunt.
>Is that a blush creeping over her cheeks, or is it just an illusion from the fire's light?
>Luna clears her throat, then points a hoof to the black king and queen in your grasp.
>"Anonymous, you're an adult now, and as such, are at a crossroads in your life."
>She slides off her chair, onto her hooves, and makes her way towards you at a slow, measured pace.
>"More will be expected of you, my young prince. You will assume new responsibilities. Have your will, wit, and patience tested. There will be times in the future where the weight of the world seems to weigh upon your shoulders."
>Her magic lifts the metal King Anon from your palm.
>"During those times," she continues, now retrieving Queen with her aura, "I want you to remember that I will always be there- at your side, ready to fight for the stallion I adore..."
>Luna's magic deposits the pieces back into your palm before moving her muzzle within inches of your face.
>"...as any good Queen would do for her King."
>Her lips press against your left cheek, then your right, and finally, leave a final kiss on your forehead.
>You pull her close.
"Thank you, Aunt Luna. I love you."
>Brilliant teal eyes gaze back at you.
getting some game of thrones vibes though
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Alicorn farts
Look like I have another thread to add to my watch list
"OH YEAH!? Well I read a book in the big library!"
>She seems taken aback.
"And in that book, they said that royalty would have sex with family members all the time!!"
>Celestia about shat herself.
>Its true.
>Thinking back to all the times when her and her sister would have swaths of unprotected sex every night.
>Gonna have to fire the librarian and burn some books later.
>Like the good'ole days...
"Why can't I fuck you, mommy!?"
>Celestia broke out into a nervous sweat, she was caught in a situation wherein she never would've found herself if not for the brash young boy in front of her.
>She didn't have the heart to tell him the truth.
"Why mom?"
>"B-because, sweety! Its not right!"
"Not according to what I read!"
>Celestia fidgets and her eyes begin to dart around, seeking a way out.
>"Greetings sister and nephew!"
>Suddenly, Luna.
>And a way out!
>"What glorious occasion has you both in such intense moods? Can it be something to celebrate perhaps?"
>"Luna!" You interupt her, "I just remembered that you and I must-"
"Have sex again?"
>"WHAT!?" Luna cries.
>"Anonymous! Shame on you!!"
>"Sweet sister Celestia! IS he serious? We haven't in so long! We'd love too rekindle our relationship as a family!"
>"Oh no Luna you stupi-"
>Anon points an accusatory finger.
"So why can't we have sex, huh MOM!?"
>"Sister!! You haven't laid with thine child? Shame on you..."
>Luna shakes her head.
"So I ask again, why?"
"Because why!?"
>Luna gasps.
>"Oh come off it, Luna! You haven't slept with him either!"
>Luna looks down.
>"W-well... hes a different species!"
>"Didn't stop you from whoring yourself out to the griffons that one night!"
>Luna blushes and suddenly remembers some bullshit she has to do and fucks off, leaving you and Celestia.
>Celestia sighs in defeate.
>"I'm sorry, my boy. But theres just nothing to work with. I still love you."
>Celestia walks away and out of the room, leaving you in silence.

Sucks to suck, Anon. No Mommy horsepussy for you.
so you hated womans
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Why you don't speaka so goodly?
Why your country even have internets?

The only reason why i found to not debate this Is that because sex Is superficial and mundane as physical beauty.

That why i am sad and depressed.(Pic rel)
Because i think you have right :(
Hearty kek. Well done.
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Where's the incest? What's the deal with this regular interacting stuff?
It'll be starting in about two hours, knock on wood. I wanted to start slow and build up to it. Show that Anon was already cool with incestuous relations. We've already seen Luna all but tell Anon she wants to carry his foals, but he's got to be redirected from mommy to auntie.
godspeed you glorious bastard
>Anon now sits there, having been rejected by two of the most beautiful mares he had ever grown to love.
>He just didn't understand. Ugly?
>He walked up to the mirror, taking a hard look at himself, and is hit with the cold truth of reality.
"I wish I was a pony. Then mommy would HAVE to fuck me!"
>but how to become one?
>A low chuckle is heard from behind.
Okay. I'm curious.
Oh god is it Discord
>mommy would HAVE to fuck me!
Now you're thinking with portals.

>"I love you more than my night sky, more than my stars, even more than my Moon, Anonymous. Always remember that."
>The room gets a little blurry.
>Fortunately, your Aunt pulls you in for another hug, affording you the opportunity to dry your eyes.
>Luna pulls away and smiles at you.
>But there's something more to this smile, like she's waiting for something.
>Considering everything she's just told you, you're at a loss for words.
>The fire crackles.
>An owl hoots outside your window.
>Luna's smile fades ever-so-slightly.
>Unable to divine her unspoken expectation, you try to buy yourself some time.
"So! Uh... want to play a quick game?" you ask, motioning towards the chess board.
>"Oh! Yes... yes, of course."
>Her smile is still present, albeit diminished, though you don't notice.
>Your mind is racing, too busy replaying, analyzing, and overanalyzing Luna's words to notice her body language.
>The more you think about it, the more you think the things she said sounds... romantic.
>"I'm not used to having the first move."
"Huh? Oh, right."
>You've always had the white pieces in every game of chess with Aunt Luna, and you've played against her hundreds of times.
>The meteorite-steel pieces are heavy and cold.
>Luna draws first blood, claiming one of your bat pony knights with a bishop.
>Shit, should've seen that one coming.
>Its counterpart falls not long after.
>"*En passant*," Luna says, removing your forgotten pawn from the board.
"What!? Oh, you gotta be kidding me! I can't believe I let that happen!"
>"I can. Your focus has not been on this game, nephew."
>She's got you there.
>"You're thinking about her again, yes?"
>Well, that too.
>"Anonymous, I promise, your mother will never learn of your dreams. At least, not from me."
>A large blue tactile feather presses under your chin, coaxing your eyes off the board and to the feather's owner.
>Blue magic pushes the table to the side, leaving nothing between your respective chairs.
>"Sweetheart, please talk to me. I'm right here- here for you."
>How do you even begin to articulate what's on your mind?
>There's no way you're going to shut Aunt Luna out- not that you ever would- but especially not after what she's shared with you, which makes this so much more difficult.
"I... I don't know where to start with any of this."
>"It's fine, dear. Take your time."
>Might as well spill it all stream-of-consciousness style and let the chips fall where they may.
"Ever since I started, y'know, noticing mares, I always ended up comparing them to Mom."
>Luna nods.
"At first I would compare innocent traits that I found attractive, such as height, and mane length..."
>Blood rushes to your face as you prepare to finish that thought.
"...but as time went on, I started paying attention to... other features."
>"I take it your mother reigned supreme in every category?"
"Well, yeah. And it just kinda went from there."
>>"I take it your mother reigned supreme in every category?"
Celly has a PHAT ASS
anon is returning
>Luna rubs her chin. "I see."
"Can you blame me!?"
>"No." She says after a snort. "I suppose not."
"That's why I haven't pursued any mares yet. Didn't see the point when there was only one I ever wanted."
>Your aunt says nothing, opting to stare at the hearth to your left instead.
>Shit, perhaps you went too far, if Auntie's furrowed brow is anything to gauge by.
>But why would she be upset by your honesty?
"Aunt Luna?"
>She turns to you, silent and stoic.
"May I ask you a question about... about how things were... before?"
>You can't bring yourself to explicitly mention her banishment.
>If it physically hurts you to think of your sweet Auntie being banished for a millennium, you can't begin to fathom how it makes her feel.
>It's not a subject you've ever broached, despite how close you are with her.
>Luna sighs; ears drooping. "Of course, dearest."
"Wasn't incest commonplace back then?"
>"It was, though typically more so among the higher echelons of society."
"And how do you feel about it? Sorry if this is too blunt, but it's not like you've been back very long in the grand scheme of things."
>Another sigh, long and wistful.
>"I have done my best to adjust to how much Equestria has changed in my absence, Anon."
"But how do you *feel* about it?"
>Aunt Luna takes a minute to compose her response.
>"I... understand, Anonymous, that in those days, while marriage between a mother and son was almost unheard of, it was perfectly acceptable for a noblestallion to marry his sister, or his cousin..."
>Her eyes lock on to yours.
>"...or even his aunt."
>Aaaaand all the pieces fall into place.
>She said you're the stallion she adores.
>She implied you are her King, and she's your Queen.
>She said she loves you more than anything.
>She even showed you her cooter for fuck's sake!
>By your Mom's fat, perfect ass, if you were any denser, your name would be Osmium.
>You look at your Aunt, and for the first time, you see her in a way you never have before.
>She's always been there for you.
>She's always adored you.
>She's always loved you, and you know she always will.
>Just like you'll always love her.
>Except now, now you find yourself wanting to love her in a new way.
>And by her Moon and stars, you're going to try to do just that.
"Aunt Luna? May I ask you for a really big favor?"
>"What do you need?"
>Deep breath- you can do this.
"I'd like to ask you for one more present."
>Luna lifts an eyebrow. "Oh? And what does your heart desire from me?"
>Your heart beats faster than a galloping pony's hoofsteps.
"I w-want you to... I want you to... k-kiss me."
>Her ears perk up, but her face remains reserved.
>"That's all? A kiss?"
>Your face must be redder than a beet right now, as hot as it feels.
"Well, not j-just one kiss. I want to kiss you, y'know... a lot."
>A smirk creeps across your aunt's muzzle.
>Luna jumps off her chair then takes the two steps needed to reach you, eyes never leaving yours.
Running out of steam. More tomorrow.

>Her forelegs slide behind your neck in a loose embrace, and your rapid, shallow breaths mix with hers as her mouth inches closer.
>Though you're utterly and hopelessly inexperienced, instinct guides you to place one hand behind her head, and the other on her heaving barrel.
>Finally, your lips meet, and although your mouths are closed, everything is perfect.
>Luna breaks the kiss and moans, only to attack your lips again like a mare possessed a heartbeat later, sending a surge of adrenaline through you.
>Emboldened by her passion, you open your mouth, and that's where it goes sideways.
>Your teeth hit Luna's, causing her to jump with a short squeal.
>Her shock is fleeting, giving way to amused laughter moments later.
"S-sorry," you apologize with a sheepish grin and your own embarrassed chuckle. "I'm a complete amateur at this. After all, I've never had a marefriend."
>Luna licks your neck before planting a string of loud, wet kisses around your lips, daring you to try again.
>While she teases your mouth, she climbs onto your lap and wraps her hind legs around your torso, pulling you against her.
>"You do now."
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"S-sorry," you apologize with a sheepish grin and your own embarrassed chuckle. "I'm a complete amateur at this. After all, I've never had a marefriend."
>Luna licks your neck before planting a string of loud, wet kisses around your lips, daring you to try again.
>While she teases your mouth, she climbs onto your lap and wraps her hind legs around your torso, pulling you against her.
>"You do now."
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I can't wait for Celestia to find out.
At work. Don't you die on me, damn it. I haven't even written about feeling up Auntie Luna's teats yet!
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I fucking knew it, all that bullshit about Anon comparing other mares to his mom's ass was leading up to something. Are we gonna get some sunmommy in this one or nah
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Anything is possible. Though I do have some ideas if we happen to see her again.
Tia, I literally had a human mother before coming here. I wholeheartedly appreciate everything you have done. But you're not my mom. I mean, yeah, I did call you my big white horse mommy, but that was for fun.
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>just a joke
Anon, you don't know what you've done.
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If I had even a modicum of the necessary skills, I'd edit pic related to make Johnny Ringo (top) into Anon and Doc Holliday into Celestia. You'll just have to imagine it instead, I'm afraid.
I need pic rel
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Alright, my apologies, it's just not ready tonight. What I've written today reads like shit and I've got to be up in a few hours. Not enough hours in the day sometimes. Thanks to everyone for the replies and keeping the thread bumped. I will do everything I can to deliver the next sequence as soon as I am able.
Don't worry based write anon. Thats how I feel when make greens as well
we'll keep the thread bumped for you nigga
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What's she looking at?
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>this will be Celestia in 2015
I want this horse.
Bump for teats
Imagine the unholy horse braps.
Suckin on the royal ponut for powerful farts
very cool
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Yup, still love her. thankfully
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what about a celestia with no ass
Good night bump 4 teats
>A large, goofy smile spreads across your face, inspiring a fresh round of giggles from your aunt, which in turn makes you laugh.
>Your aunt strokes your cheeks and sighs, her teal eyes aglow with unrestrained joy and adoration.
>"Thank you, Anonymous."
"For what?"
>"For making this old mare happier than she can ever remember being."
>You lean forward and kiss her- a kiss she is more than eager to return.
>She cuts you off with another kiss.
>Again, she presses her lips against yours, only this time she coaxes your mouth open with her tongue.
>You're happy to follow her lead, letting her larger tongue dominate yours, savoring the faint sweetness of her breath.
>Whether this is taboo or not is irrelevant- making out with your aunt is exhilarating.
>Even if it is taboo by modern standards, why does it feel so *right*?
>Luna breaks the kiss but keeps her snout pressed lightly against your nose.
>Both of you gasp, never breaking eye contact as you share breath for the first time.
>Once your breathing is under control, you finish voicing your thought.
"You're not old, Aunt Luna."
>She pecks your nose.
>"But I am, sweetheart. I'm very old."
>Her hoof caresses your jawline, then wanders through your hair.
>"I've been a lonely mare for most of my life, Anonymous. Even before my... banishment..."
>Both of you flinch at the word.
>"...there were very few ponies I could connect with. I had your mother, of course, but even she's never fully understood me. Don't get me wrong, I had friends in the old days, and I made new friends when I returned, but even then, I never felt like I could truly be myself."
"Why not?"
>"Before my banishment, it was my station. As a member of the royal family, you understand this all too well."
>You nod.
>For all your material wealth, status, and privilege, you had very few close friends, and not for a lack of trying.
>"When I returned, I no longer recognized my home, and in that sense, I was alone. A stranger in a new world, having to adapt to what was for all intents and purposes, a foreign culture. But then you came along."
>Luna's wistful expression fades; supplanted by a smile.
>"I'll never forget the day your mother found you. She was ecstatic to adopt you, to have a foal of her own. I was thrilled too- both for her, and for myself. Finally, there was somepony who was like me, somepony I could completely empathize with."
>She pauses for a quick nuzzle.
>You squeeze her tight as you recall meeting her for the first time- how soothing her presence was as your young mind tried to process being ripped from your old life.
>"I knew right away I had found a kindred spirit in you, Anon. The more I spent time with you, the more convinced I became that I had known you in some ancient previous life."
"That's- I'd never thought of it that way before. It does seem like I've known you forever. I guess that's why we've always just 'clicked'."
>She plants a new kiss on your cheek, then another on your lips; more chaste than its predecessors.
"I do have to ask you something, though."
>"What's that?"
"When did you start having the hots for me?"
>Luna bursts into laughter, to cracking up to the point of tears.
>"Oh, nephew. You amuse me to no end."
>She wipes her eyes and continues.
>"To be honest, it was a recent development."
"How about what you said in my dream earlier tonight? Not that I'm complaining, mind you, but isn't it hypocritical to say it's wrong for me to want Mom when you've wanted me just as badly?"
>Luna's eyes dart around the room whilst a heavy blush darkens her face.
>"Well... I, um..."
>Your aunt stifles a giggle and clears her throat.
"Uh huh."
>Now it's her turn to offer you a sheepish grin.
>"I might have been a little jealous."
"Just a little?"
>She drags a hooftip over your bare chest.
>"Oh, fine. I was very jealous. And I was also afraid."
"I've never known you to be afraid of anything."
>"I was afraid that if I didn't act quickly, I might never have the chance to share my feelings with you. And until you asked me to kiss you, I was afraid you had rejected me. I am overjoyed that you did not."
"Me too."
>You exchange smiles; happy and genuine.
"Aunt Luna?"
"I want to kiss you some more."
>She giggles.
>"I want that, too." she replies with another peck to your nose before nibbling on your earlobe. "Among other things..."
Here we go again
> I'm so in love with "mom" no other can compare. She is best in everything
10 minutes later
> oh wow. My "aunt" actually wants to have sex with me? Who cares about "mom".

Anon has a bad case of coom brain.

good job though, writefriend. love me some moonpussy
Kek is this 15ai?
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No, it's a voice synthesizer. 15.ai knows how to pronounce "Anon" correctly.
Never liked that pronunciation.
What the fuck do you mean you don't like it? That's just the correct pronunciation. Do you say "Ayy-nonymous" too?
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Nah I say the whole word normally but as a nickname, I just stuck with Ayy-non. Back when I had friends from the board we'd all pronounce it that way. Always thought that was the way everyone else pronounced it.
Huh. For a moment I thought that that Anon had used the glados voice instead.
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Well, it is smut.
No shit. He's just a horny teenager.
This. Just the fact that he wanted to fuck his mom but was flexible on the idea of whom to fuck. This coomer would have fucked the first mare to touch his pp. And here he was, lusting after his mom. Disgusting degenerate coomer.
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Its somewhat explainable. Celestia was probably the mare anon had the most contact with and the one who showed him the most affection (which he confused with attraction).
Instead of Luna fucking him, she would have helped anon more by helping him socialize with other mares. But here we are...
Autistic ranting about fiction aside, I like the writing so far. Chessboard present was a nice idea. Too bad the story is pretty much over now, now that anon gets laid. Unless this is a blue balls setup?
Celestia barges in at the last second and Luna gets another around of banishment dished out.
>he said, on the containment board dedicated to a cartoon for horses
Might as well have called him a horsefucker and posted the daily reminder picture.
Anon you horny fool! Look at what you've done!
Enjoy these moon milkers while I write about moon milkers: https://ponerpics.org/img/2022/2/15/6367194/large.png
holy fucking sauce she looks so adorbz here
Mittsies. I've never seen any of his art before, but have listened to plenty of his music.

You should go see it, you're missing out.
Writing is hard and frustrating- even more so when you write at a glacial pace like me. Sorry, bros. Have another Luna to hold you over one more night.
I came
You got good taste, Anon. I respect that.
I saw
I praise the Lord
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Watched pic related today and got Momlestia vibes in the first bit. The part where she holds him with her hair is especially sweet.
looks like kino
where'd you watch it?
Damn it I am all caught up.
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Not a bad pick if the goal is to fall asleep asap
Fear not, I've been writing in spurts throughout the morning between pointless meetings. You'll have more to read tonight.
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>Celestia barges in at the last second and Luna gets another around of banishment dished out.
Unlikely. She can't use the Elements anymore so she can't banish Luna.
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