PonySuck Adventure

A: Examine the pile of objects a few yards away.

[OPTION A SELECTED]

*Your curiosity piques at the small pile of objects nearby leads you towards it, spurning you on a quest for knowledge of its contents. The nearer you draw to it, you notice it looks almost like a trash heap. The thin materials lie covered in dirt before you see the familiar colors stick out in your mind. You lean down and lift up what feels like a T-shirt, also recognizing accompanying pair of pants, and underwear... *They're your clothes*!*

*How in the world did they get out here? You pick up the shirt you remember wearing just last night before you hear a strange giggle come from behind you. Turning around faster than you can say "whiplash," you find a unicorn with a very light teal coat staring at you with bright golden eyes.*

"Those are yours, right?"

*You stand up to address her at your full height, towering over the mare even as her eyes remain at your waist level. You know what she's interested, but you don't want any part of it. That smirk she wears as she speaks somewhat disturbs you, even moreso when you piece together exactly what's going on here.*

"I knew it! I knew you'd come for them."

*Apparently, this mare found your clothes somehow and has them laid out like some sort of trap for you. Already having a bad feeling about this, you drop the shirt on the ground and begin to back away from the unicorn even as she slowly makes her way towards you. The tone of her voice indicates she has a plan for you, and that's enough for you to know to get out of here before she puts said plan into action.*

"Where are you going? Don't you want to put these back on?"

*The mare's horn glows a bright yellowish color as she stops and levitates your shirt up to her snout. She then deeply inhales the scent of it, intoxicating herself on the unique smell she finds coating your human clothes. You take back your previous thought. Her voice is not quite as creepy as *that*. Regardless, you look to the only tool you kept up to this point for escape: your trusty loincloth. Without wanting to get anywhere near the mare in question, you decide that with enough of a distraction, you can make a break for it without ever getting in range of her unicorn magic.*

"It's just so addicting. I don't know where you came from, but... I want you."

*You gulp nervously, getting into a ready stance before untying your loincloth and whipping it at the ground. Not exactly your weapon of choice, but it's better than nothing. The unicorn's eyes widen at the sight of your revealed manhood, jutting out of your body freely and reminding her of the dream she had last night. She drops the shirt on the ground and inches towards you with clear need written all over her face.*

"That's it! That's the cock I've been- Mmph!"

*Before the mare can finish her sentence, your flung loincloth smacks her right in the face, interrupting her discovery and hurling her backwards onto the ground with the force of impact. Not wanting to waste your opportunity, you dash past her at an incredible speed that comes from the adrenaline rush pumping through your veins. You manage to escape the mare threatening to get a hold of you, but how long before another one takes her place? And this time, you won't have your loincloth...*

*The mare takes a moment to lie there, however, her face buried in the enchanting scent she so craved. Her nethers quiver as she slides a hoof down between them to satisfy herself in your absence.*

"Oh, sweet Celestia... that's the stuff..."

*The cool breeze blows by once again, reminding your body of the nudity you imposed on yourself. You can't understand why any of these ponies *prefer** to be walking around in the nude, but you suppose it would be because of their soft fur keeping them warm. With no such luxury on your naked skin, you steel yourself to get this all over with before you catch a cold of some sort.**

*Suddenly, your trek around a stray patch of thorny bushes ends as you're brought to a literal fork in the path. Directly ahead, there's another entrance to the forest, which you probably want to avoid. Then again, seeing how prevalent the dark greenery is in this area, you know you can't prolong the inevitable forever. The path to the left looks to lead to a series of hills, perhaps farther away from the forest, but you're not sure if that's the right direction or not. The right path is differentiated only by the deep shadows covering the area, provided by the hanging trees overhead that block your vision of the sky.*

*With no choice being particularly obvious, it's clear the game designer is trying to fuck with you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have put you in such an obviously dangerous situation. I mean, really, a fork in the road with unlabeled paths? Real original. Regardless of the cliched decision you're presented with, you think on the options for just a bit longer.*

*From here, you choose to...*

OPTION A: Take the left path. (turn to page 18)

OPTION B: Walk straight through the forest dead ahead. (turn to page 51)

OPTION C: Take the right path. (turn to page 91)