Dashilious

by DerpyScratchDashMane

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Human
Length: 1988

A human x Dash clop. romance, ample fucking, some comedy I'm hoping.

I already told you everything you need to know about this clop. What more do you need?!?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-27 17:27:05 UTC

3 MONTHS LATER

It's been a while since the whole incident with RD. you've genuinely begun to miss her. It felt like she actually liked you for a minute. But that was impossible. Absolutely improbable. *POUND POUND POUND* You hear while laying in bed. Is someone legitimately knocking at my door? You say to yourself. *POUND POUND* What the hell? That knocking is coming from my bedroom window. Who the fuck would even be knocking at this time of night? Wait... what time is it? You look over to your alarm clock which says 11:50. You groan, and go over to the window, it's pouring out, but you need to know who it is first. You ask who's outside. "It's me! Let me in! Please!!" It sounds like Dashie is out there! You open the window as fast as you can. And when you do, Dashie attacks your mouth and tongue with hers. It felt like a raging war going on in your mouth. A war you were winning. She removes her mouth from yours, says

        "Thanks a lot for your help back there!" And walks out. Of course being inexplicably horny, you follow her. She's in your fridge getting a bottle of wine, and a can of whipped cream. You see her pop the top off of the whipped cream, insert the nozzle into her plot, and you then hear the whooshing sound of whipped cream coming out of the can. You hear siri  in your head saying, 'You have one raging hard-on'. Then she said it. "Hey babe, could you c'mere for a sec?" She called you babe! You tell her your in the bathroom. You lied? You quickly, and quietly make your way to the bathroom. You splash some nice, cold water on your face. On your way back out, you remember you're supposed to meet Dash down in the kitchen. You go downstairs, and she's not there. Was she ever actually here? Was she never real? She had to be! You can still taste skittles in your mouth! You can still taste the rainbow! She had to have been real! You open your fridge, the wine is gone, so isn't the whipped cream! "Are you done in the bathroom yet?" She's still here. You tell her you are and ask where she's gone. "I'm in the bedroom! I'm going through your closet! I hope you don't mind!" She returns. You charge into your room, and dashie is wearing your gray sweatshirt. "I like this. It smells like you. Can I keep it? Please?" While she is speaking, you can't help but (or should I say butt,) stare at her backside and think it's become 5 times larger. Apparently, she noticed and said, seductively, at that, "Oh. That? Why don't you squeeze it and find out?" You walk over, slightly nerved by "Dat ass tho" she sits up on the bed, biting her lip, as you sit in front of her. She gets up, into your lap, and wraps her legs around your back. She licks her lips, and then changes her mind and licks your face. You can feel the arrangement of colours splash over your face. As your "Sausage" extends, the smile on her face fades into a "sex face". "Wanna create a smutty fanfic?" She asks you. She takes both of her hooves, lowers them to the buttons on your pants, undoes them,takes them off , and stares at where your boxers have become strained and stretched outwards. "You know, you still haven't figured out what's up with my ass yet, do it, and you'll get a favor in return. And trust me, I'm hungry...". Her saying this makes the stretching even worse. You finally do what she told you, and the second you do, whipped cream starts coming out of her frontal slit. "*sound of extreme arousal* How about we get to your reward now? But first, how about--" she stands up and puts her backside in your face "You clean up?" You lean forward, fix your mouth to her box, and continue to squeeze the sexual Pegasus' Ass cheeks, and suck out Whipped cream, Vaginal Juices and urine all at the same time. After about two minutes of that she's all empty. "*moans* All out? Let's get to your side of the deal. Shall we?" This is most likely the highlight of your life. She forces you down, onto the bed. She lowers your boxers down to your ankles and with the extremity of your cock, it might as well reach the ceiling. "Well, it's a good thing both ends support Twelve inches." Her saying this makes it grow more! That's possible? She gets to her hoovesies, and gets to the perfect level at the point your lips, genitals, and eyes meet. This is probably the most romantic experience of your life. And you knew it had to end soon. "Hey. I- I was wondering. After all this is over, do I actually need  to go home? Is it, like, a necessity? Because..." She pauses. "Well, I was wondering..." You interrupt her and lock your mouth to hers. It becomes a long, and passionate kiss. Very, long... "D- does that mean I can stay?" She starts to laugh. "For real?" She latches to your face, and your extended character ends up in "there" "*sexually aroused* Uhmm, you don't mind that, do you? Want me to take a step further?" She begins to rise and lower herself on top of you. Almost simultaneously, you cum and she juices. "*Sound of surprise* I'll be r-right back-k" Not again. She runs out of the room, and you hear the bathroom door slam. I gotta see this... you say to yourself. You walk through the house to where Dashie went. (Felt kinda like I had to remind you this is a clop, not a lemon.) The downstairs bathroom. When you open the door, (WITHOUT KNOCKING MIGHT I ADD!!!) she is curled up on the floor masturbating. "N-N-NO! D-DON'T  C-COME IN-N!! I-I'M N-NOT R-READY! P-PLEASE! I-IT'S S'POSED TO B-BE A S'PRISE" Her speech is discombobulated and slurred with all the energy she has built up. Oh. She's also crying. "*Sob, sob* I'm s-so sorry! *Snivel* I l-liked you s-since you s-saved me! I d-don't know W-why I didn't a-admit it!" She's practically bawling at this point. Do something, guy! That's good. You pull her in for a hug, and begin to gently stroke her mane. "*Crying fades* Y-you mean your not m-mad at me?" You don't give an answer. You just kiss her on the forehead, and nuzzle into her soft, luxurious, fluffy mane.( Aren't you just a fucking man with the lady ponies? Ya dickbag.) She begins clutching to your shirt (Yes, with hooves. I don't know how either.)You ask her if she'd like to get cleaned up. "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." She hops into the bathtub,and because it's so big, (Take that out of context if you want...) She invites you In. You deny her offer because you only take showers. "Don't worry. You won't be getting very clean in the first place." BONER ALERT! BONER ALERT! BONER ALERT! BONER ALERT! BONER BONER BONER!!!!! Already unclothed you activate yolo mode, and hop into the swimming pool of a bathtub, with her. As you lie next to her, you notice two large mounds between the haunches of her legs. What is she? An E-cup? You think to yourself. The damn things are fucking HUGE!!! It's unbelievable! You ask if they only pop out when she's sexually excited, as this is your first noticing them. She laughs. Her laugh is loud and boisterous, while still being  quiet, almost shy. "Are you serious? Oh. Uhh..." You can see from the side that she's blushing. You tell her if she doesn't want to talk about it, she doesn't have to. "N-no. It's fine. You should know. It only happens every now and then, once it happens, it doesn't happen again for a while. So play with 'em now..." Your erection becomes worse. "O-on second thought, let me at that." You can hear the lust as It is building in her voice. She jumps at your large extension of happiness. Almost like it was a popsicle full of cum. She begins to work slow at first, but she speeds up. After about another hour of fucking in the Jacuzzi, (I don't want to bore you with that,) the water began to Get cold. Dash suggests,with a mouthful of Semen,that you simply push the heat jet button. You tell her that she's already wrinkly enough, and that you should just finish in the bedroom. She seems to like this idea, because her hooves travel downward to her squishy, little clit. You smile at her, she smiles back. A dominant smile. A smile that said, "I told her I'd do a human someday." She then takes her hoof and begins lacing her, very wet vagina. She reaches her unoccupied hoof to your cock and begins to do the same. "Do you like this?" She asked with a pervy look on her face. You tell her it is enjoyed, and for her not to stop. You realize she's doing all this, you have two free hands. You reach one down to the hoof she's lacing herself with, and make an insertion into her own body. She moans so loudly, you could'nt've heard a car alarm go off if it was being amplified by a microphone. She immediately lets her juices go. All over your hand. You reach that hand up to your mouth and replace it with your unoccupied, proceeding to lick your hand clean. It's past 1:00 AM. Dash has fallen asleep in your arms. You carry her into your room, lay her on your bed, and go to the closet to put something on. There's a suitcase in the closet with Dashie's name on it. You open of and find: A XXL dildo, Lingerie, a vibrator, a buttplug, and a shitload of drugs. You quickly close the suitcase, and lay down next to dash. You begin spooning Dash, and realize you aren't wearing anything. You have shoved yourself inside of her.

The Incident

You, are really fucking bored. You are so goddamned bored, you think you can get entertainment from taking a walk. What the fuck are you thinking?!? Ughh. You walk to the front door, but before you go out, you check what is probably the best thermometer ever made, with the red-stuff in place where Rainbow Dash's vagina is supposed to be. It says it's 20° out.  You kind of second guess yourself. If it's that cold, I should grab my jacket. You think. On your way into the upper floor of a cloppers abode, you halt to admire the painting you made, of Dashie in a bikini. You continue upstairs, and hear a fierce pounding in your closet. You walk over, open the door, and see a large crate with the words "Why, Me?" Printed on the side. The letters look like they were written in a hurry, and the paper it's written on is stained with tears. You open the box and see a full grown Rainbow Dash with wings, and hooves tied in ropes, duct tape on the mouth, and a pair of panties, well, I should hope I don't have to elaborate that one if you're not scared to read this. You first remove the ropes binding her admittedly sexy dashie legs, then the panties revealing her ever so voluptuous ass, and finally, the duct tape. The second you remove the duct tape she immediately lays on top of your body, gives you a tight squeeze, a kiss on the cheek, gets up on the bed, says"Thanks for the help buddy!" And does a Sonic Rainboom out of your bedroom. Before she left though, you could have sworn you saw her blush.