PonySuck Adventure

*You stir yourself awake in your familiar, cozy bed. Thank goodness that boring dream is over. Why in the world you were dreaming about technicolor ponies instructing you about some sort of game you’ll never know.*

*Mornings have always been rather groggy for you, but you chalk it up to another late night with your eyes in front of the computer again. Some habits are hard to break, you admit, and as you move to rise from the sheets covering your body, you notice a peculiar twinge from below.*

*You look down and see an odd form bobbing up and down at your waist under the sheet. Amazingly, you recognize the familiar outline of the form and its small horn poking out. You moan slightly, becoming aware of the sensation assaulting your manhood as it continues its motions.*

*Alerted by your response, the form beneath the sheets hesitantly pulls itself away with a soft, audible "pop" sound.*

"Oh, you're awake!"

*The blanket hiding your lower half from the rest of the world floats up and off to the side of the bed, revealing the same purple unicorn from your dream. Instead of an angry look, however, she gazes up at you with seductive, half-lidded eyes as she brings a hoof to her lips to gather her saliva. You briefly wonder what in the world is going on as your heart rate increases from the abrupt change from your normal morning to waking up to a pony between your legs.*

“Good to see you’re finally up. I felt bad about having all the fun to myself.”

*Your surprised exclamations complement the stunned look on your face as the mare gestures vaguely towards your erect morning surprise. Noticing it as if for the first time, you see that it is coated with the unicorn's saliva, clearly a result of her delighting in your taste while you were sleeping.*

“Sorry about the rude wake-up call. I’m Twilight Sparkle, the princess’ most faithful student! And you must be the new arrival Princess Luna spoke of.”

*Even as the mare explains so casually, she strokes you with the soft underside of her hoof, keeping you aroused as her lustful gaze slowly drifts from your face to your member.*

“I can’t believe you’re really as tasty as she described. Mmn...”

*Twilight giggles aloud, her cheeks flushing red as she hungrily eyes your flesh. Without giving you a moment to respond, her mouth closes on your tip, letting her tongue circle around it as she enjoys the texture on her flat muscle.*

*You tell yourself that you’re still dreaming, and that you aren't currently getting a morning blowjob from a horse you've only met in a single, non-recurring dream only minutes ago. Closing your eyes for a brief moment and re-opening them yields no new results.*

*The mare actually *moans** around your shaft, taking her time to enjoy the unique flavor of a human penis fitting snugly between her lips. Thinking on your feet, you recall what the familiar ponies in your dream had said. That this is a game, and you control your own actions.**

*Deciding that you can prevent Twilight from continuing her pleasure-inducing feast, you gulp nervously as you cautiously reach down toward the pony’s head. You simply need to remove her from worshiping your genitalia and all should be fine and dandy.*

*Twilight sucks you deeply, consciously attempting to draw you all the way into her mouth just as she pops off once again, now looking straight at you as her horn begins to glow. Suddenly, you hear her voice inside your head, halting your movement before you even got close.*

("Let’s not do anything drastic, okay? I’m just the welcoming party, here to sample your fabled semen before any other mares... mmn, and you do taste delicious...")

*Slowly, she lowers her mouth onto you and suckles your manhood yet again. Your body becomes increasingly sensitive to each movement of her surprisingly soft lips on your tip. Twilight's work seems to keep you from moving away, even as you groan at her complimenting your flavor.*

*Realization hits you right when you manage to ease back into the bed, however. Sitting up with the force of a spring-loaded “Don’t Wake Daddy” toy, you focus on the words “fabled semen” and “other mares.” Those ponies in your dream really were right. The game has already been set in motion and if you don’t accomplish your goal of making it to... Prancerlot or whatever they said, you’re going to get a game over, and no reader wants to be faced with one of those.*

*Your body tenses as Twilight becomes more determined to drink from your man faucet. Her voice echoes in your head once more as her tongue drags along your length.*

("Princess Luna taught me a few things, sure, but... when she told me how delicious you were and that all mares would suck you on sight, I thought she was crazy! Mmn, but now I see right she was.")

*A small hum from her throat sends shivers up your body. Twilight rarely misses a beat as she tastes every inch of you and moans openly, her horn glowing all the while, signifying some sort of magic telepathy. The sound of its light humming is almost drowned out by the mare’s loud suckling before she releases you from the confines of her warm mouth to speak directly.*

"And I got to come here and experience your taste for myself. Now... I want more. Hold still now."

*As Twilight ceases her magic and her constant stimulation on you, you finally have a brief moment to decide what to do to get yourself out of this situation. She warned you earlier about doing something drastic, but do you really have a choice in the matter? As Twilight licks her lips seductively, you weigh the options in your head.*

[WARNING: OPTION APPROACHING]

[This is the PonySuck Adventure tip system. Choices are a big part of PonySuck Adventure, and can lead to branching pathways and other surprises. However, they can also lead to game overs, in which case you can restart from a past decision. You have infinite continues, so don't be afraid of failure! You will not be warned when an option is given to you after this point, you will simply be presented with them and asked to choose. Good luck!]

OPTION A: Let Twilight have her way with you for the moment (Turn to page 57)

OR

OPTION B: Push her away and make a break for the door (Turn to page 24)