Apparently I'm gay now. · 11:42pm Jun 15th, 2012
So, yesterday I published my story, A Friend in Flour and, since nobody was paying attention, I began to chat with MuzzledElk on the comment session. I began to joke around with MuzzledElk, telling him that Carmine is mai waifu.
Muzzled doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit!
I keep joking around and suggest a ménage à trois with both Carmine and MuzzledElk. Muzzled liked the initiative and asked a friend of his, SwiperTheFox (a very good clop writer, BTW) to write it. I sincerely thought that Muzzled was kidding, but I got kind of curious to see how this would play out.
A few minutes later, I shut down my computer and go to bed. Wake up and go to college. Study hard. Have a test (which I cheated and passed; no regrets) and talk with some friends.
So, I walk under the rain for one and a half hours and reach my home at precisely 17:36. I lazily switch on my computer and go prep my own dinner as Windows starts (damn you, Vista for being so slow!). I eat my dinner and go to the computer, opening FiMFicion.net and begin to browse on my notifications first. I then find a thread on The Writer's Group titled:
[VERY GAY SHIPPING AHEAD] Admin x Admin, Admin x Admin x Admin, Admin x Admin x Admin x Admin... [YOU'VE BEEN WARNED]
"What the fuck?" I think and begin to read it. I find out that Mr. psp7master wrote a fanfic about two of the group's admins -- CosmicAfro and Tytyvm -- engaging into homosexual sexytiem. I scroll a bit more down and see that psp7master is planning on writing a clopfic with me as the protagonist. (This is password protected, but since I'm a nice guy and all, here it is: SuckDicksLikeABoss)
I keep scrolling down and then I find that Mr. overdonefictions wrote a clopfic about the same two mods... but it had an extra chapter featuring Me, Owlor and Distrance having a very homosexual evening together.
"Curious and curiouser." Is the first thought that pops into my mind. "I thought that MuzzledElk's friend would be the one to write a clopfic about me..."
I go back to the first post and I see something that linked me to Poultron's new blog post.
In there, I find two things: the link to a story I once wrote and... you guessed it:
Photo Finish Presents 'Chocolate Colts', by SwiperTheFox
Check this blog's first comment.
I nearly fall down from my chair laughing. I couldn't believe it!
So, there you have it. I wake up, go to college and come back twelve hours later only to find out that I'm a star in, not one, but three clopfics.
It's 19:20 now... and I'm still laughing!
PS: SwiperTheFox's deleted his story reuploaded story got raped by Poultron; I'm going to keep it safe in the first comment.
PPS: I, for some reason, appear as Crimson Brass in SwiperTheFox's fanfic.
PPPS: In case it didn't get clear, I find this to be a very good joke/gift and I'm in no way angry/annoyed.
PPPPS: MuzzledElk was changed to Braeburn in Swiper's story. Make no mistake, as he himself said that the canon is with MuzzledElk.
Photo Finish Presents 'Chocolate Colts'
By: SwiperTheFox
Chapter: Come to me, cover me, hold me -- together we'll break these chains of love
"No, no, no!" Photo Finish pushed herself off of her movie camera, pointing a hoof out at the gaggle of yellow maned, white bodied pegasi that obeyed her every whim. "This will never do! This never could!" The ponies stepped off of their various equipment, from the big stage lights to the boom mics to everything else, and they gathered off at the far side of the film stage. Finish bucked up on her hind hooves, letting the massive fans along the roof of the enormous gray studio building blow her mane around as she stood up tall.
The two stallions, both of them burly red earth ponies with broad muscular shoulders, froze in front of her. The stage lights seemed to burn across their confused facial expressions. Besides them, the endless wall of liquid chocolate kept on pouring. The actors glanced around the main stage set-up, couches sitting atop fake grass besides a fake grotto and waterfall with chocolate instead of water, and they broke from their embrace. Lying down on the big black couches besides them, they kicked idly against the pools of chocolate below them.
"I don't get what you want," the smaller one finally said. "I know you said to 'improvise', but the studio's script wasn't like what you said."
"Ech!" Finish spat out, and she metaphorically stamped upon the floor besides her. She rolled her head back. The actors couldn't see her eyes from behind her thick glasses, but they knew that she had to have narrowed them in anger, just for hearing the mere word 'script'.
"Maybe we should go," the taller actor said, sliding his body off of the main set and rubbing his back against the grass.
"Fine, fine! Make like a submarine with a screen door, and leaf!" Finish moaned, sitting down on the director's/cinematographer's/producer's/camerapony's chair and plopping her hooves along its thick, fluffy cushions
"That insult doesn't make any sense," muttered the smaller actor.
"Go!" Finish screamed. The actors scurried across the massive stage and burst through the small black exit. Finish took a deep breath, and she clutched her banana-mango smoothie. "These professional dead-enders, those insipid, so-called 'actor' types of ponies... they irritate me like the fleas. And I am the doggy. They don't ever get it. They think. They should just 'do' and stop with the 'thinking'."
"Yes, Miss Finish," said a young lackey as he brought up another smoothie.
"Where, where will I finally get what I need?" she asked, putting a hoof upon her mane and looking up. "Queerios are the best chocolate candies known to ponykind. They must have a work of art commensurate to their product."
"Yes, Miss Finish," said another lackey as he rubbed along Finish's bottom hooves.
"Not just a mere commercial! No! It must be a work of pop art!" She slammed her head to the side, almost knocking over the stack of props besides her. "Future generations must look upon this as the moment when Queerios made a statement!"
"Yes, Miss Finish," said a third lackey as he massaged Finish's back.
"Okay, then," she moaned. She took a very deep breath, almost sucking in the hair from her lackey's manes. She stood up, and they all waited with baited breath. "Now, bring in the amateurs that I picked." The pegasi turned away and sped over to a small door on the far side besides the stage.
Lucefudu walked in first. He seemed to almost drip confidence, swaying himself from side to side with each step. As he made his way out onto the main stage, he locked eyes with Photo Finish and winked. She merely nodded back. He popped his body over behind a couch and plopped his hooves across it, spreading himself out for everypony to see. He let out a deep, low moan almost like a hungry tiger.
"Lucefudu, it's so wonderful that you came here," Finish remarked.
"Would you like a smoothie as well, Mr. Brass?" asked one of the pegasi boy-toys, leaning up besides the stallion's place.
The unicorn blew a raspberry. "Listen, sugar-flanks, 'Crimson Brass' is what my attorneys would call me." He puffed up his supple, strong looking chest. "Call me Luce, please, for short. And I would love one."
The boy-toy's eyes drank in every inch of the actor's muscular, bright-white hooves, handsome body, and pretty face. Luce's thick, fluffy red mane and focused, big red eyes made him look as if he had a perpetual volcano of lust going off inside of his soul. The pegasus flipped over, eyeing the tray of smoothies in the distance, and Luce gave him a playful smack on the rear. The lackey let out a quick chirping sound, which made Luce smile even wider. Luce thought about how that rear was no stranger to a stallion's touch.
"So," Luce said, looking back over at Finish. She nudged herself from spot to spot around the massive camera, checking every last detail with loops and loops of wires going over her head. "When do we start? Where are the co-stars?"
"Ahem!"
Luce glanced back, and he spotted MuzzledElk coming through the entrance. The shy unicorn stared straight down at the ground as he made his way around the stage set-up, his slender, feminine gray hooves held close to his sides. He stepped onto the mats of grass and neatly sat down at the side of the empty couch. Luce sized up the other stallion. He apparently liked what he saw.
"MuzzledElk," he said, "I heard you before, but I didn't have the pleasure of meeting your pony-to-pony." Luce rolled his tongue as he used that amazing word, 'pleasure', and he loved how the other stallion's warm, inviting blue eyes flickered about at that moment as well.
"You can just go with Muzz," replied the other stallion, nervousness almost oozing off of his fur. "Ah, I mean... I go by 'Muzz'. With, ah, friends." He shifted about a little, a hoof going up against his adorable cheeks and brushing up against his short yet curly black mane.
"I'm honored to meet you, Muzz," Luce said. A smoothie appeared at his side, and he took a big swig of it.
"There was one more, wasn't there?" Finish asked, finally getting the camera as she wanted it.
Carmine sped out the door and right up into center-stage, hooves plopping through the chocolate filled grotto. "Heeyo," he called out, sitting up in the middle of the grass right in front of Finish. "What'd I miss?"
"Nothing," she replied, and she gestured at her lackeys to get into place. White pegasi stepped up behind lights, microphones, trays of snacks, and everywhere else. "We're just about to start."
"We've all read the script," Luce said, looking over the next stallion for him to play with, "and, like you said to us over and over again, we're prepared for some very, very loose improvisation." He winked. Carmine winked back, and he nestled his body up at Luce's side, Luce's hooves brushing up against Carmine's short, mohawk-like cut of dark, reddish-brown hair.
"Time for the magicks!" Finish called out, and she kicked left with her hooves. A bright red light clicked on atop her camera. The three actors looked over at each other and at the camera. "Just act. Live in the moment. Don't you dare 'think'. 'Do'. Act by instinct."
Muzz took a little breath, clapping his hooves together. The sweat still poured from his mane along his forehead, but a wave of determination went over him. He looked up at the camera, and he wiggled his head from side to side, just as the script said. He rolled himself off of the couch, and he crawled down along the grass. His hooves dug down as his rear pointed up, his tail swooshing about for the camera.
"Yes, yes," Finish muttered, and she leaned up, with the camera looking like a part of her body.
Muzz lined up at the side of the grotto, and he dipped his face in. He stuck his tongue out as far as it could go, lapping up the thick brown goop. He rubbed the tasty goodness all over his lips. Yet he wanted more. Muzz stepped in, soaking his hooves with the chocolate, and he splashed it up against his cheeks and chin. He made a low moan. He looked over directly at the camera, his warm, blue eyes almost sparkling.
"When you're in the mood for a break," Muzz cooed, and he rubbed the chocolate against his chest. "When you're in the mood for a temporary out, a little nirvana... a moment to let yourself go and forget about the whole world... well, I know what to do." The camera seemed to feast upon Muzz's handsome face, and he made such a smug expression, as if he was about to share a deep secret that nopony else but the viewer could know.
Luce and Carmine watched the display as their ears flickered and their mouths hung open. They both felt a nice warm throbbing between their legs, although they kept still. Their queue hadn't come in yet.
"Well, then, you sexy thing you," Muzz murmured into the camera, slurping the tips of his chocolate-soaked hooves. "You need to head on to your nearest grocery store or other shop conveniently located nearby, and you need to check out Queerios Candies™. It's like a torrent of deep, powerful pleasures right in your mouth." He swooned, arching his body back, and he let out a long, feminine whine.
Luce stepped over behind Muzz's quivering body. He snorted, his teeth gritting as his red mane drooped over his shoulders. His eyes focused right on Muzz's swinging tail, the hairs picking up chocolate and pouring it across Muzz's warm flanks.
"There's nothing in all of Equestria quite like Queerios," Luce growled, and he pounced down besides Muzz, splashing chocolate down all over him. Muzz gasped, staggering himself over onto the grass. That part was not in the script. Luce flipped around, and he perched himself atop Muzz's body.
"Line, please. Keep going," Finish said, looking as calm as she would while recording a flock of birds.
"Queerios chocolate provides energy, a boost unlike anything that pony bodies could ever know," Luce moaned, and he curled his head down against Muzz's neck. A torrent of sloppy kisses littered all over the unicorn's neck and moved up to his face and cheeks. Muzz moaned, his hooves dipping back into the chocolate pool. Luce picked Muzz up, leading his body along the grotto over to the chocolate waterfall. "Queerios gives you strength. Queerios' chocolatey shot of sheer will causes every last inch of you to be prepared during the morning, ready for anything that could happen during your day."
Muzz looked up, panting hard. He saw Luce bucking up on his hind hooves and sticking his throbbing hard stallionhood into the chocolate waterfall. Thick, sugary delight poured all over Luce's rod. Muzz sucked in air, anticipation almost burning inside of him, and he stuck his tongue out. Oral sex sure as hay was not in the script, but Muzz could not have cared less.
As chocolate-covered kisses went all along his shaft, Luce let out a half-scream. He rested his head against Muzz's shoulders, rubbing circles into his fur. Carmine, for his part, felt like having a heart attack. He couldn't wait for his queue to join in any long.
"And, next line," said Finish in her same neutral voice.
"Queerios makes you feel invincible. It makes you ready to finally live your dreams," squeaked out Muzz in between mouthfuls of phallus. Luce shivered. Jolts of joy rocketed through his insides, causing his heart to race like a Wonderbolt. Muzz paused, leaning back. He closed his eyes, and he took Luce's stallionhood in deep.
Luce cried out, tears dripping down his face from the extreme pleasure. Muzz knew exactly how to move, his tongue and teeth working perfectly against Luce's long, thick rod. Luce moved Muzz's mane up, sucking the chocolate out of his handsome locks.
Meanwhile, Carmine perched himself behind Muzz's back and gazed at the unicorn's wonderful plot. Chocolate enveloped every last tiny bit of his flickering tail, seductively pulling Carmine in, as well as his supple, pretty thighs and his puffy, cute tailhole. Muzz buckled back, trying not to gag as Luce thrust forwards, and Carmine pushed his face in.
Muzz felt a huge, long slurp against his tailhole. Tingles of pleasure went off across his sides, and he spread his legs out, presenting as best he could. Carmine's senses took in the wonderful taste, that sugary yet rich goodness that Queerios prided itself on, and he lapped up the rest of the chocolate from Muzz's flanks. Wet, sloppy kiss after wet, sloppy kiss drove Muzz into fits of joy, the stallion shivering.
Carmine felt the area between his legs screaming for attention, and he pulled himself back. He raised his hooves onto Muzz's left side, smiling tenderly, and he swung them both over a few inches. The chocolate waterfall doused his stallionhood as well as Muzz's entire backside with the warm, sticky liquid love. Carmine nudged up Muzz's tailhole, sticking in as much of the chocolate as he could. Muzz groaned with each and every touch, simply adoring the rush after rush of joy coursing through his insides.
Luce knew how to take his sweet time, going nice and slow to drink in as much pleasure as possible from his partners, and he slid in and out of Muzz's mouth ever so smoothly. He saw Carmine plopping his own throbbing hard colthood against Muzz's rear, and they both understood. They both leaned back, preparing to thrust. Muzz finally had the opportunity to pant, sucking in deep breaths, and he blushed profusely as he looked over at the camera.
"Next line."
"Queerios provides an excellent taste at a reasonable price," Muzz said.
Carmine and Luce also gazed into the camera. "It's a candy that can't be beat!" Luce happily called out, his colthood nudging against Muzz's nose and dripping a bit of pre-cum along his face.
"So don't even try!" Carmine yelled, lining up the tip of his colthood with Muzz's chocolate-soaked tailhole.
"Queerios! It's not a candy! It's a lifestyle!" Muzz put all he had into the product's tag-line, winking right at the viewer as the pre-cum pooled on his lips.
"Continue improvisations, please," Finish said, pointing up at the ceiling with both hooves.
*Thrust!*
"Oh, praise Luna!" Carmine screamed at the top of his lungs. Amazing inch by amazing inch, Muzz's snug, warm plot seemed to eat up his colthood. He partly collapsed upon Muzz's back, biting down against Muzz's shoulder like an animal. Bursts of immense joy erupted in Carmine's head like fireworks.
Luce pressed forwards as much as he could, trying his best to get past Muzz's gag reflex. Luce knew that, with a stallion this cute, he'd be sure to squirt straight down his throat. Luce just considered it common courtesy. Muzz's teeth just so lightly and delicately scraping against his colthood coupled with Muzz's sweet slurps of his tongue seemed almost too much. Luce had pumped Muzz for a while, and he felt ready to go in just a matter of moments.
Carmine couldn't care in the slightest about lasting long enough. He threw his body back and pounced upon Muzz's plot. Moving again and again, he quickly became something like a machine. Wave upon wave of esctacy rippling through his body, he rutted Muzz without restraint. Luce moaned. Carmine moaned louder. Muzz simply whined every so softly, tears of happiness welling up.
Slamming forwards over and over again, Carmine felt like a boiling volcano about to go off. Luce felt exactly the same way. They both stepped back in perfect symmetry, sheer emotion welling up along every inch of their skin. They poised for once last, powerful thrust. And they both pounded forwards.
Luce and Carmine both ran right over the line. Warm, sticky cream poured down Muzz's throat. Luce staggered backwards, collapsing upon the pool of chocolate and propping his hooves up. Carmine cuddled across Muzz's back and nibbled playfully against Muzz's ears. Muzz let Luce's seed drip out of his mouth, mind focused only on catching his breath.
Carmine embraced Muzz for a long, sweet moment before finally pulling out. He sat down calmly upon the grass besides the grotto, gazing at Muzz as a filmy mixture of black chocolate and white cum oozed along his flanks and down his hooves. Carmine thought that he'd never smile as wide ever again in his whole life.
Muzz sat down in the middle of the chocolate pool, gazing down at his own, neglected colthood. It stood up like a rocket ready to lauch. He glanced over left and right at his fellow actors for a few seconds. Before he could even say a word, both Carmine and Luce leaped over and grabbed Muzz's rod. They stroked down and up, hooves bouncing about his tip.
Muzz gurgled as he shot his wad, the immense pleasure feeling as if his brains had turned to jelly. Carmine and Luce got nice, filmy cream all over their faces. They looked at each other, laughed, and moved down just inches from Muzz. As the stallion's senses cooled down, he gazed at Carmine and Luce, happily licking off every drop of his own cream.
They all flopped out of the chocolate grotto and onto the grass. Tongues went everywhere. Carmine slurped along Luce's ears as Muzz sucked on Carmine's hooves. Luce's mouth went all over Muzz's mane as Carmine licked up and down Luce's thighs. Each of their limp colthoods got a tender tongue-bath. Finally, they all lied down together upon one of the black couches, bodies as clean as when they had first stepped into the studio.
"And cut?" Muzz asked, looking over at the camera once again and blushing so much that he seemed ready to pass out.
"And the magicks has ended," Finish calmly replied, and she stepped back from the camera.
Several weeks later...
"I don't understand why you like that chocolate so much," Sweetie Belle asked Rarity, curling her ears back in confusion as her older sister sucked down yet another sweet, sugary egg. Rarity tossed the wrapper onto the still growing stack in the nearby wastebasket. "I mean, it sure is tasty, but what's your problem?"
"No problem," Rarity muttered in between bites.
"Is it the commercial?" Sweetie asked, gripping one of Rarity's hooves. "I don't get why you won't let me watch it. What's the big deal? The basic outline of what happens, well, everypony has already talked about that over at the schoolyard. Why can't I just watch the real thing?"
"Darling..."
"Applebloom said that Big Mac let her watch it!"
"That's it! Just-- just-- go to your room!" Rarity called out, getting off of her chair and stepping through the kitchen. She pointed off towards the stairs. "It's way past your bedtime."
Sweetie pursed her lips together and stomped across the carpet. She paused, sighing, and she trotted up the stairs. Rarity watched her every move closely, and she finally slumped down upon the kitchen floor.
"Applebloom, that liar," Rarity murmured. She paused, and she listened to see what Sweetie Belle was really doing. Satisfied that she had apparently really gone to bed, Rarity magically lifted over a videocassette box hidden atop the bookcase besides the TV. She held in down between her hooves, trying to keep her heart from racing. She read the writing on the mysterious tape for the umpteenth time.
Photo Finish Presents 'Chocolate Colts'
A Work By The Canterlot Art Association
Warhol Memorial Award Winner
Rarity slid the videotape into her multimedia set. She made sure she had turned the volume down to just a whisper. She glanced over at the small computer screen with the other settings. "Ready to play, yes," she muttered, "Set to-- wait-- what does it say? Repeat ten times?"
Rarity's eyes moved to the clock. She flashed through her easy, mostly empty schedule for the next day. She let out a low, anticipatory moan as her hooves migrated down between her legs. She clicked 'play' on her keyboard.
"Queerios. It's not a candy. It's a lifestyle," Rarity groaned.
The End
He said it got deleted because one of the people staring in it complained to the mods. Interestingly enough, today is the day they decide to ban this kind of fic... weird coinkydink, aint it?
Also, I'm apprently not allowed to post in green anymore, says Poultron.
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I can from experience testify that look on your friends faces when you announce, with complete honesty "There is erotic fanfiction of me" is an experience no money in the world can buy you.
you can one-up me o that one. When they ask "you're saying there's a... erotic fanfic of you?" you can respond with "not A erotic fanfic... THREE erotic fanfics" and watch their minds break completely. 
Chaos is such a wonderful, wodnerful thing. 
That said, I think the new rule somewhat makes sense, I mean, its really fun for US, may not be to a wider audience.
There's nothing quite as tortureous as other peoples in-jokes... Now if they could just ban nonsenical crossovers... 
157311How so? Not really your fault if you look at it.
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You would not beleive how panicked I was when I saw the story was removed by request of the both of you, I was about ready to go into hiding and never speak to anyone again that's how ashamed I was. I damned near did it too until I brought myself to read all of this. (A full half hour after I saw it be posted, I was less terrified of presenting a new budget and timescale plan to the executive school board on behalf of my entire district). Thanks for not being mad, I honestly could not think of what I'd do if I lost one of my last remaining friends over something so unbelievably trivial. Probably something to do with these sleeping pills here in my left hand, and the bottle of vodka sitting on my desk. I've had a less than ideal [strike]day[/strike] [strike]week[/strike] month.
Somewhat related:
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PS: LURVES YOU LUCY
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157232 I actually never complained to anyone, just that someone asked me if Swiper had asked me for permission to use my OC. I said no... since I didn't, and a mod reported the fic. I happened to enjoy it, I got a good laugh out of it. I never wanted it to be erased.
And as for the truth? Luce IS my waifu, and I love him very much. :3
157496Ah, the result of "Telephone lines". I just communicated what I read on Swipers blog... Oh well, someone probably ought a go tell him he's not in the wrong... he seemed less then okay, judging by his latest blog.
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Oh come on, you guys gave me a panic attack. Runs in the family to go lesson zero on these kinds of things x3
Maybe I can find a loophole in the rules and write a legitimate clop of at least Lucy and I with my OC being 63'd into a passive aggressive, suicidal female since I cannot, for the life of me, write anything M/M. dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/shrug_Twilight_Sparkle.png
157596 And you're going to leave me out of it? I, for one, am offended.
157661 I am ok with this! Let the novel length shipfics begin!
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Oh you guys <3
I might make another account for this kind of thing, like what Device Heretic did if I ever follow through with this madness for all three of us to use and abuse.
157748 DO IT. I need my pony orgy fics! There's not enough of them! D:
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Well, only Meta fics have been disallowed, nothing was said about OC's!
I can already think of a story idea...
Okay, so nice grey unicorn mare by the name of Iso (Need a freaking original name for the rule 63'd version of Iso -_-) moves to ponyville from canterlot after a falling out with her family (sexual innuendo pun >Here<). With her grandfather's inheritance that her parents kicked her out for, she attempts to restart her life and comes across two stallions, one a certain aquamarine unicorn with white hair and the other a grey and red haired pegasi (you two know who you are, and I have no idea what your OC is Carmine in your avatar >_>). So a bunch of other things happen and we find the group in the everfree doing (plot based action here), Iso gets seriously hurt and the two stallion friends save her. From this a love triangle boots up and all sorts of sexual shenanigans begin. Y/N?
I think the story would be best done in third person, predominately following Iso, but occasionally switching between you guys.
And I need a frikin name for the new account along with a communal email...
157794 I'm an old fashion earth pony. 8) And I am ok with this storyline!
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Alrighty then, got a hunk of an earth pony and a delicious morsel of a unicorn respectivly... I will need help with this though.
Think of it as a collab perhaps?
(Lucefudu = Saccharine Silver
Carmine = Scarlet Haze
See? Easy!
Big mistake: Reading this when I'm giddy and sleep deprived.
I started laughing which eventaully led to me falling out of my chair. My cat decided to walk on top of me then, and I brought the laptop down and read the rest on the floor.
If I wasn't tired and hadn't just drunk a large coffee I probably would't make it halfway through without making a face ->
So glad you posted it in the comment otherwise I would've died from curiosity as of what happened.
Congrats on being not in one clopfic, but three.
Your on the roadway to STARDOM!!!! I need to go to sleep 
LOLed 14 times, then proceeded to block 72% of the content on this site from my computer! :D
I have never, not even fro curiosity, read anything that was both on homosexual acts, and homosexual sex. (though instead proceeded to view a few hundred comic pics on teh homosexual furries go at it. Believe me when I say that gay comics have better storyline than straight comics.)
Remember kids! I've seen it all, so don't think you're safe from my knowledge! And when I mean seen it all, I mean, I have seen it all.
That was... wow, that was actually kinda amazing.
I'm saving this fic to my Google Drive for posterity. dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/lolface_Celestia.png
Okay, so the story may be deleted elsewhere, but it's still up in this blog.
I guess I'm... I'm going to let this whole horrible, awful mess die down and walk away from it. What to say about that story... what to say... well, it's like if planes are ideas, and some planes take off while some ideas take off... and that idea-plane is one that exploded mid-Atlantic in spectacular public fashion like that one Air France flight. But it's okay.
Being 0 for 3 as far as success of my recent ideas, I'm really trying to take a break from writing for a while and just being a reader / watcher / whatever.
Uhh... anyways, I guess I should still say 'thanks for reading'.
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