Flash Story Collection

(Commission for: Shiro_Tanuki, request was simply for Twilight Sparkle(Anthro) mawplay. 15 USD)

You're bored. Not so bored that you want to get up and do something, but bored in a general sense, just waiting for something to happen, making you sigh as you look through your library of games again. It was while you were scrolling the list, noting how many of them you still have to play at all, let alone beat that you heard a strange noise, one you dismissed at first as just you hearing things.

Then the noise, like a small chime tingling somewhere close, grew in intensity, becoming the ringing of a small bell, finally getting you to look around. Then the sound grew louder still, finally drawing you eyes to the floor, where a purple glow was coming from beneath it, the sound of a great bell coming from somewhere below, as the floor bulged upwards, until finally a knell sounded, and the world shattered.

The floor broke, all at once, shards of it flying away, leaving you to hang in the air for a moment, before you dropped down, falling from the sky. Luckily, you fell only a short ways, landing on something soft and firm, your impact hitting it with a fleshy slap that left you only groaning in pain, just a bit sore, rather than actually injured. Beneath you, what you'd landed on was soft and yielded slightly beneath you, feeling warm to the touch.

Then you felt it, a wind blowing over you, sharp and heavy, but hot and humid at the same time, finally getting you to roll over, and then stop, your eyes bulging as you find yourself staring at the world around you in shock, and your gaze is held in place by a pair of violet eyes that blink at you, the chiming noise, you quickly realize coming from a horn that sticks out of the forehead to which those eyes are connected.

The being you're staring at is huge, that is the first thought that finally makes it through your brain as you're laying there on her hand, and it is a her, as she's holding her hand at chest height, allowing you to see some ample orbs that are sticking out of her. Uncovered save for short purple fur that is a shade or two lighter than her eyes, or the glow around her horn as she continues to stare at you.

She turns, and you see her face in profile for a moment. A pony, you realize, given the shape of the muzzle and the way her eyes are set in it. Or rather, a unicorn pony, given her horn, which you follow her gaze to find the glow of her horn is also surrounding a book, which a quill is scribbling something in, making you afraid of the bird that huge feather must have come from, only to be reminded you might want to fear what's right in front of you a moment later.

That was because she raised her hand, the motion pushed you down into her palm, as she did not curl her fingers inward. Instead you found your body pressed into her soft flesh, and then sliding along it, as she started to tilt it. That would have been worrying on its own, given how far you were off the floor, but she was holding you just above her face, and her muzzle was opened, even as she continued to look into her book, and her tongue stuck out.

Instantly, your heart leapt into your chest, and adrenaline surged through your veins, as you rolled back onto your stomach, and tried to find some grip or purchase on her palm, even reaching towards her finger, but you were already sliding along the flesh, and your own fingers found nothing on her hand that provided any traction at all as you slipped off the end of her palm, and right onto her tongue.

The moment you were on it, the tip of the long, slimy member tilted upwards, smacking you wetly in the face, pressing itself into you, and slurping at you. Your nose and mouth filled with her spit, and your hair was covered by it, soaking you through, but leaving you distracted enough that it was only as the light faded that you realized you were now inside her mouth, the teeth gently meeting, as the lips sealed behind them.

Oddly, it wasn't dark inside her mouth, and you could see everything clearly, as the saliva dripped and flowed along her long member of a tongue, the thing starting to undulate and move, less of a solid thing, and more like a river of flesh that started to move you along its length, folding and pushing against you, dragging the flavor from your body as it went, and the sound of an MMM noise echoed deafeningly all around you.

Of course, you fought back, your arms and legs pushed against the tongue, but something happened as the thing dimpled and gave. The saliva coated you, tingling and shocking you lightly, and as it did, you felt your adrenaline fade, felt the need to escape fade, as the tongue began to rub into you, no longer drawing out flavor in your mind, but instead starting to work your body over, slapping and pressing into it in ways that felt fantastic.

Slowly, as it did this, your struggles ended, your limbs went limb, and you simply allowed the unicorn around you to do with you as she would, her tongue rolling you from side to side of its length, and then back and forward, never allowing you to spill off the end into her throat. After all, Twilight Sparkle had a lot more tests to run on her new find from the portal before she would ever even think of making a meal of it.