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If you wish to share an idea for a story, scene or roleplay, let it be known that I'm most always open to suggestions.

I tend to take delight in the crueler kind of vore, including sexual violence and gore, so beware.

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An aquamarine-coloured canine thumb swiped the touch-screen every few seconds, scrolling sideways through a gallery of electronic pictures. A glimpse of any one of them would’ve made another male pause ogling on the spot. But Lucien had already seen them all, being the will who had frozen those sultry moments in pixel time to begin with. That being said, the occasional reminiscence rarely failed to stir his wry smile.
“What’s got your attention now, hun?” asked a slightly

À la carte of the dress
In Rarity’s professional vocabulary there was no such thing as a “difficult” customer. At least, not in her official vocabulary, where the preferred the term was “challenging”, or possibly “demanding”. At times, though, the only word that would spring to her mind to describe a certain type of client was “plain impossible”.
“I say, it does go well with your eyes, don’t you think?” she said. It w

Twilight Sparkle was nervous, something nopony knowing her would find newsworthy, although this time the cause of her anxiety would have made some splashing headlines if it ever were to become public. Equestria did love its princesses, after all, loved them and their privacy to bits. Awareness of that formed a distinct layer in the tissue of Twilight’s nervousness, yet not its fundamental core.
The core in question had been seeded in her soul a fortnight ago during a visit to her friend Ra

Inside a hut made of clay, bamboo and exotic leaves, a zebra stallion trotted nervously around the central pole of the abode. A clear circular trail had already formed on the floor over the nerve-wrecking hours his hoofs had worked the harneded earth. Giuxara, the wise and just chief of his tribe, faced what had to be the most demanding ceremonial task of his office yet. Granted that wasn’t to say much since he had only occupied the position for some weeks after the old chief had passed on

The day could not have been made more perfect for shooting film even if Rough Montage had himself been in charge of the weather team, the scene selection team, the make-up ··team and any other team one cared to name. In fact that was a metaphor, he being the director of the film under making and thus in charge of virtually everything, which was why virtually everything was set perfectly. The skies shined spotless, the shadows on the mountain pass crossed like in a painting, the cam

A lonely knight on his horse trotted a zigzagging, narrow path up a craggy hill, admiring the landscape to the left scarred by a cyclical warfare of the seasons where springtime was yet again wrestling the upper hand from winter. From up here he could see well into the past route he had travelled most of last day, including the quaint little village he had spent the night in. Such simple, welcoming folks they had been, easy to envy in the lighthearted kind of way characteristic of the social pos

Part II: Day and Night Together Again
Dusk dawned on Canterlot, the City of Peaks, as it had for a thousand years and would for a thousand more like the bards fancied to sing in their quarter-bit songs. Resting on a steep gabled roof overlooking the city and the castle dominating its background, a certain griffonness’s belly played its own gurgling ballad reminiscent of the splendid meals of yore, forlornly churning the odd strips of meat still lingering within. Gilda’s catbutt joine

Pink Follows Purple into Brown
For Saybin
By Stanku
Princess Cadance was not a pony to whom prudence would come grudgingly, an indication of which was that upon seeing Twilight’s castle’s front door ajar, she didn’t hesitate to follow her invitation to the letter and let herself in without checking for further authorisation save what the casual knock on the frame represented. The signal found a reply by the direction of the bedrooms, where from some racket could be heard.

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I like writing interactives. They offer something of a completely new perspective into storytelling. So here's my latest creation, continuation to "Dinner for Two, Tragedy for Three":

It's still unfinished and if you so desire do feel free to add branches, though I have one tree pretty much covered in sketches already.

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Posted by Rendezvore 2 days ago Report

Thank you for the watch! :3


Posted by Fischie 7 months ago Report

thanks for watching


Posted by AlbanyExpression 1 year ago Report

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Haha, too little of that and good disposal stuff ^^

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Posted by AlbanyExpression 1 year ago Report

Ooooft, thanks for the fave Stanku! I'm not normally as cruel as you, haha, but glad you found that too your liking~

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Posted by CausationCorrelation 1 year ago Report

Hey thanks for watching c: glad you like my stuff :3


Posted by Gorat 1 year ago Report

Heyo! How are you? Its been a while - any plans for new stories? I miss ya hard vore! T_T


Posted by theclaw 1 year ago Report

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no problem it wasnt hard as its true, have a good one.


Posted by theclaw 1 year ago Report

thanks for watching my archive, i hope it brings back memory's, also big fan of your work, the word play you use in your story's is really good.


Posted by SukiiK 2 years ago Report

Thanks for the watch! ^_^

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Posted by SmaxTheDestroyer 2 years ago Report

Thanks for the Watch! :)


Posted by Delet932b4sk 2 years ago Report

Thanks for the watch, pal.


Posted by PegaSUS 2 years ago Report

Many thanks for the watch! It's greatly appreciated. ^^

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