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Thanks again for writing this for me! :)

I know clop writers are known for a secure v-card, but goddamn. When Evictus can do better than you, you know there's problems.

Very nice! I'm sad this is a oneshot, though. I'd love to see the antics and positions this trio(soon to be quartet) get up to!

As a minor nitpick, this story would have been more logical if Cadence was in charge of the program instead of Celestia. Her love magic could have been used to pick out the perfect matches, or maybe create some kind of super dating profile that anyone can sign up for. Otherwise, this was a most satisfying read. I'd like to see a sequel featuring what the new daily routine would be for these guys.

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you know what, that's a very good point. i don't recall getting too specific about the program so maybe if i do end up getting commissioned to do a sequel i'll retcon that.

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I like making good points.

ponke #7 · Sep 18th, 2018 · · 14 ·

I though SJWs would at least leave fimfiction alone

In the end he had made the executive decision to sell his games and figures and keep the books. They were, of the three, the thing he was least willing to part with. They were important, dammit. And moreover, he'd played the games to death and he figured that unpacking box after box filled with statues of big breasted scantily clad cartoon zebra mares was not the kind of first impression he wanted to cultivate with his new wife.

“Before we begin, I want to ask you something important.” Komamanga strode over to the corner of the room, reached down into one of the cardboard boxes stacked in a neat little pile, and strode back holding one of his books. “Swiped by Stripes: I Was Kidnapped by Zebra Amazons.” She once again shot him a disdainful glare. “Fucking seriously?

“It's, um, a literary classic.”

“A literary classic with big fake zebra tits on the cover. I'm not sure what's more impressive; that this woman found a plastic surgeon in the middle of darkest Zebrica, or that the artist managed to make them so obviously fake.”

“It's, um, actually really good if you can get past...”

“The big fake zebra tits?”

“Sorry.”

“And they're all like this. Ugh.” Komamanga's gaze narrowed, and she carelessly tossed the book aside. Meadow Sunlight winced as it landed awkwardly on the floor, pages bent at uncomfortable angles. No book should ever be treated so poorly. “We're going to have to... get rid of them. All of them. Mtini will object to burning them, but I highly doubt that we will be able to find a secondhand book store willing to take them and I will not have this dreck under my roof.”

I wonder what will happen to the books. And it would be amusing if Mtini found out about the figures and decided she wanted to start her own collection of "adorable statuettes".

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