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dafiltafish is a ponyfag
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#166 - dafiltafish (03/18/2013) [-]

one day, in late august, fluttershy was walking home from her spa date with her friend rarity. she was humming a happy tune as she walked down the road through the center of town, kicking a rock as she went. it was however, very hot outside, almost no one else was out in the sunlight,
"why can't princess Celestia make every day 73 degrees" she complained to herself as she made it mast the candy covered sugar cube corner, which was emitting little waves of heat off the roof.
she went inside to find a sweltering pinkiepie sitting in the corner face to the wall. the sheen of sweat on her pink fur was noticeable from twenty feet away. fluttershy walked in silently.
fluttershy walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. the pink mare instantly tensed up at the touch, turning a more fuchsia shade around the shoulder region.
"oh, hi fluttershy" she said nervously with a slight tremble in her voice.
the yellow pegasus ignored her friends out of the ordinary attitude at the moment.
"so," fluttershy said as pinkie began to ease up "are you free to do something?"
"like what?" pinkie said in a higher tone than before, turning her head around.
"oh, i don't know, maybe go to a pool?"
"oh, one second... could you sit outside for a little bit?"
"um... not that i am complaining, but i would rather not, it is very hot outside"
"then could you turn away for a little?" pinkie said with a bit of force.
"what's wrong?" fluttershy asked, now very concerned with why she had to look the other way.
"nothing!" pinkie said, raising her voice "i just need you to turn around for a couple seconds."
fluttershy noticed the slightly damp spot under pinky, turning her fur a few shades darker. "if it is a 'mare' problem, i totally understand. there is no reason to be ashamed of it, it is only natural." fluttershy said with a helpful look. this made pinkie's face turn near purple as she turn towards the pegasus.
"oh, my" fluttershy said as she blushed.
#167 to #166 - dafiltafish (03/18/2013) [-]
what lied before fluttershy was the pink mass she knew and loved (platonic love, of course...right?) only her turquoise eyes could only call pinkie that. for what drew most of the pegasus' attention was the pelvic region of her friend. between the rear legs of the pink mare the was a large russet potato stuck halfway in her vagina. yes, there was blood, a lot of blood, more blood than there should have been. pinkie broke her train of thought "i was experimenting, and all we had was a potato. i shoved it in too far and now it won't come out. it hurts."
fluttershy thought hard for a few minutes. it was no larger than a foal would be, so logically pinkie could pass it. although, knowing that pinkie was more or less a virgin (we dont talk about that day in las pegasus), the act of doing so was going to be hard. flutttershyy spoke up.
"i know it is a bit of an odd mindset for you, but pretend you are giving birth."
pinkie sat there with the largest 'how' expression flutterhsy had ever seen.
blushing, fluttershy stepped closer.
"well, on some animals i take care of that are having their first child, it is necessary to massage the area around the vaginal opening"
pinkie did so with a pained and embarrassed expression on her face, but she did feel a slip.
"alright, it slipped out a little" she said with more pain in her voice as the potato was now on the largest diameter.
"you got it in there, you can get it out" fluttershy said sternly, yet softly. "you can also try rubbing the clitoris to force muscle spasms" she said quickly.
pinkie nodded as fluttershy began to once again stare at her friend's vaginal opening and the brown lump sticking out of it, fluttershy's back side felt hot. she sat down in order to cool it.
she continued to stare, blushing profusely.
#168 to #167 - dafiltafish (03/18/2013) [-]
pinkie then let out a shriek as the potato rocketed out of her ending up in a lump, bloody and sopping wet.
fluttershy then got a nosebleed. the smell of all the body fluids in the room got the best of her as she inched towards pinkie, who at this time was laying on her back breathing heavily.
she felt a sensation once again in her thigh. she looked up to she the yellow pegasus lapping the blood out of her fur, wings sprawled out to their maximum length and throbbing.
a bit delusional from bloodloss and exhaustion, pinkie layed her head back and let it happen.
fluttershy on the other hoof was infatuated. she had always found pinkie to be a very pretty mare, from her curly lock mane down to her perfectly sculpted hooves. but she was astounded by how much she loved her friend's upper thighs. so toned, so warm. the blood didn't matter, fluttershy was focused on the feel of her friend's upper leg on her tongue. she was saddened when she had cleaned them off completely. fluttershy then eyed her friends vaginal lips. a voice of inhibition in her head was muted as she dove face first into the salty brine. fluttershy was in love with this mix of vaginal fluid and blood, so much so that she was fearing herself a carnivore. once again the voice was silenced as she dined on the fluids.

pinkie's muscles then made a slight twitch and tensed up, giving way to a light ejaculation directly into fluttershy's mouth. at first is shocked her, but then as the watery and salty milk began to work its way into her throat she found it enjoyable. fluttershy then got up and went over pinkie's knee, rubbing her nether-region on the patella as she moaned in ecstasy. fluttershy climaxed with a rush of adrenaline and dopamine. she collapsed on the floor next to her friend and fell asleep as she gazed at pinkie pie's sweet face.
#169 to #168 - dafiltafish (03/18/2013) [-]
fluttershy woke up to a scream. Mrs. cake was standing in the doorway.
wide eyed at the older mare, fluttershy said "THIS ISNT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!"
it did not help the situation as Mrs. cake booked it down the street. fluttershy then observed her surroundings to figure out what it did look like. pinkie was still sprawled out on the floor, her vagina had made a pool of blood around it. "had the bleeding not stopped?" fluttershy asked herself. she then looked at pinkie, who was extremely pale. she looked at her face in the mirror, covered in bloodstains as will as the majority of her torso. she decided against cleaning up as she looked down at pinkie again, her breathing breathing was labored. slapping the door open with pinkie in tow, she flew to the hospital, outpacing Mrs. cake.
through the emergency room doors she slid to a stop leaving a trail of blood on the tile. the nurse on call was horrified as she called for two stretchers.

fluttershy was taken to a room as pinkie was rushed off to intensive care. she tried to object, only to find her wings were burning.

after the doctor cleaned her up and took her through an annoyingly long series of tests, fluttershy was allowed to go. she went to the waiting room to hear the news about her friend, sweating bullets as the hours past. she was near comatose when rainbow dash arrived.
seeing her friend so shook up terrified dash. "what's wrong?" she said staring at the bleached yellow pegasus.
dash then sat next to her. unsure of what to say to such a fragile pony in such a fragile state, she put her arm around her friend's shoulder. fluttershy's head dropped as silent tears started to flow.
#170 to #169 - dafiltafish (03/18/2013) [-]
rainbow dash had gone home. the nurse tried to get fluttershy to move, but they couldn't get a response out of her. she gave the pegasus a blanket and returned to her station and newspaper.

at 9 am the next day the doors swung open. fluttershy looked up to see only a doctor. she wanted to cry, she wanted to yell, she wanted to take back time. but she could do none of those things. all she could do was sit there and hang her head as the pony next to her patted her on the back with a nice word of encouragement.
she had killed her best friend, she had lost the chance to share a life with the only pony she had any kind of desire for. there was no future for a murdering loner. her thoughts became darker and darker as the doctor approached her, carrying a clipboard with a sullen look on his face.
"fluttershy?" he asked
fluttershy looked up, preparing for the words that would drive home the final nail.
"your friend, you know her 'well', right?" here it came
"well, all i can ask is that you don't use a potato again"
fluttershy looked up, saddened, but angry. HOW DARE HE! she found her voice and began screaming incoherent slurs of curse words and insults at the now cowering doctor, spiting on him before breaking down into a lump and crying her eyes out. the nurse yelled at the doctor for making such an obviously insensitive joke.

he retorted to all the negative attention with a fit of expletives followed by "SHE'S ALIVE YOU DOLT OF A NURSE!!"

"w-what?" fluttershy said softly through her tears.
the doctor walked over to her, avoiding the still seething nurse. "room 218"

she rushed down the hallway and up the stairs to the room. opening the door she found pinkie, reading a book. she had huge bags under her eyes. fluttershy panicked, thinking that she would be the target for a second barrage of emotional turmoil. as she stepped closer to the bed, pinkie looked up, smiling.
"hi there loose lips" she said with a snicker.
#171 to #170 - dafiltafish (03/18/2013) [-]
fluttershy bounded towards her friend with a massive smile, her tear stains drying in the rushed air.
"come here" pinkie said with a coy smile on her face
fluttershy leaned in to be pecked on the lips. fluttershy started to apologize for her actions and not getting her to the hospital sooner but pinkie stopped her.
"i know you too well to hold a grudge."
at this fluttershy sat with her head on pinkie's bed, as the pink mare cradled it.
"no matter what happens" she told fluttershy "we will always be friends"
#165 - dafiltafish (02/14/2013) [-]
story tiem!!!

this is my dream from last night

okay, so i am rainbow dash and there is a new pony at school (never mind the whole cloudsdale thing) and she is an earth pony. but here is the thing, she is blind. okay, so after about 2 hours on the first day the bullies go after her with all their fury, she smiles on through, but i can tell that it s slowly hurting her. IDEA! make friends! so after class i sit down with her and ask her about how she feels, she responds "much better", i am not quite sure what that means so i ask her if she want's to go flying at lunch break. with a confused expression she asks "how?". i tell he that i will hand on to her arms and if there is an emergency we wont be more than 10 feet off the ground. she accepts my offer and smiles asking if i could lead her to our next class. at lunch we eat our food as she asks about the flying (i nearly forgot). so we go up to a hill on the edge of campus and prepare. i fly up, grab her under under her arms and after several awkward noises we are off. you don't need to see to feel G-force as she was whooping and hollering in excitement. we did about 3 runs and had set off on the forth when the bully pegasi came up to us demanding i set her down. of course i am no pushover and i pull up instead warranting a chase. as i get to a stall point i feel and hear the most sickening thing anyone should have to. my ribs audibly cracked under a hoof punch. then another hit me in the head and i blacked out. i awoke several days later in a hospital room. she had horrible bruises from the bullies and a broken collarbone from the fall. she also had a punctured lung. i waited there for nine days for her condition to improve despite my own pain. it did not. it was a Saturday, the hearse left and the coffin was buried. it had been three days since she passed away and i couldn't help but feeling that it was all my fault. the guilt remained.

great story huh?
#164 - dafiltafish (02/13/2013) [-]
"If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs,
"the bark on the trees was as soft as the skies."
And the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely.
He cries to the moon, "if only if only."
#130 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
Why do you have opinions on things that you do not understand.
#131 to #130 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
why are you hounding me for being afk for 20 minutes? i know i am not a gun expert. i don't claim to be one. i just think that the general welfare of the population is everyone's business.
#133 to #131 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
I don't mean to be angry I honestly think that you are uneducated in the subject and I would be happy to help you learn more.
#132 to #131 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
Then do something that would curb the violence. These current measures do nothing. They are "feel good laws" that make everyone feel like its safe, but will do nothing in the end.

#134 to #132 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
you want my actual plan? i have one that might kill a couple birds with one stone.
#136 to #134 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
I'm Waiting btw. Also to your argument about you need to reload more so they can tackle you. Its not that hard to change a magazine. I've trained myself to do it in under a couple seconds. Also if you are changing the mag and aren't fast enough and some one is coming at you. "HEY LOOK WHAT I HAVE IN MY HANDS ITS A MAKESHIFT CLUB!"
#139 to #136 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
well, what would you do if you were being shot at?
#141 to #139 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
Well I CC so this doesn't apply to me. If I was unarmed I would try to hide or get out. If i couldn't then I would wait and lure the man into a trap the only way to win at that point is by surprise
#143 to #141 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
all valid response.

what i was saying is that the more chance of a dropped clip or a gun jam is a greater chance at overpowering the shooter. he is still a human, with human weaknesses.
#146 to #143 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
yes you are correct, waiting for him to slip up in a combat situation is something that cannot be relied on you have yourself and people around you. there is panic people not cooperation you just cant rush him.
#148 to #146 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
i guess it just depends on the situation. keeping a level head and being opportunistic are very useful tools to the unarmed civilian.
#151 to #148 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
Why do you think most mass shootings happen in gun free zones. It because they are unarmed they don't care if they die but they still want to rack up the biggest body count they can because they were stopped.

Can you name any of the last few mass shooters in the states?
If you can name one there is a problem

Can you name the man at Phoenix who stopped the shooter who tried to kill Senator Gabriel Gifford? What about the principal who stopped one of his student who was in body armor who was about to kill his classmate, the principal stopped him with a simple 1911 btw which is 7 rounds vs the kids Glock with a 50 round beta mag. The principal was a trained shooter by the way.

We glorify the psychos as war gods and leave the true hero's to obscurity.
#153 to #151 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
we live in a ****** up time, and it is about time we try to ********** it.
#154 to #153 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
stop glorifying killers in the media it simple
#156 to #154 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
that would fix several problems. the legislation will fix the rest.

the problem is that networks like this stuff too much and as a result the legislation as of now seems to do too little in the public eye.

when you fix that, then this nation will be on it's way to a better future.
#135 to #134 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
GO ahead and shoot
#137 to #135 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
legislation piece #1. make gun show purchases as regulated as gun store purchases. have a background check, have the waiting period. it is a law that has skimmed over all to often.

#2. as an experiment, start a teaching program for defense in schools. it is the one the army uses to teach the Afghanistan people to protect themselves. if it sticks then the entire nation will be a lot safer despite the maniacs that pop up now and again.

#3. see what can be done about stuff like the AR-15. it isn't that it is a bad gun, it and others like it just need a bit more safeguards to ensure that responsible people are the only people using it. see #4

#4. background checks. yay. screen these people as well as you can, don't stop at the "has he shot anyone" question. "was he ever a drug user?" "does he have any DUIs on record?" "has he ever been involved in gang violence?". i know these are already on the applications and background checks, but have it be a black and white deal. if the person is clean, give him whatever he wants, if he has something against him, refuse service and/or suggest counseling (store owners discretion).

#5 treatment: if someone still wants their gun and has a black mark, give that person a path to getting it. it would need to be evaluated case by case, but it is a fair way to give people what they want without hindering their rights altogether.

#6 offenders will be treated as harshly as possible, these things have the capacity to kill. but as a part to to jail-time, give them some treatment options if they have any mental problems or physical dependencies. it wont make them innocent, but anything that takes down the possibility of re-offense is a step in the right direction.

not all have to be passed, but more than one does. we as a nation are getting a bit too old for this crap.
#138 to #137 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
I agree with all of them except for number one. Its a false thing that news likes to put out it doesn't exist;
#140 to #138 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
still, we do have too many under the table deals in this country.
#142 to #140 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
They are Private sales. PRIVATE SALES they do not require background checks.

If you said something like. I believe that all sales need to be done through a FFL dealer as a middle man then it would make sense
#144 to #142 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
as i said, i am no expert.
#145 to #144 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
I started running classes on this at my college you would not believe how many people are uniformed about this subject. The news makes it seem like they are so much worse then they are.
#147 to #145 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
i agree, the media sensationalizes way to much.
#149 to #147 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
I grow tired of these attacks on the second amendment, when the only argument this see most often is "THINK OF THE CHILDREN!"

#150 to #149 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
i dislike the fact that they use an easy scapegoat, which is idiotic.

i also dislike the leaders of the NRA. "put a cop in every school!!" is ludicrous when it comes down to the logistics. and there is the fact that if there was a shooter, there is no guarantee the cop could do any good, there are too many other panicked people around you to get off a clean shot.
#152 to #150 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
I don't see how that is a problem anyway I grew up in a small town and we had a cop in our school 24/7 and it lowers the response time from 20 mins to about a few seconds
#155 to #152 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
all i know is that they had a guy at columbine. the story goes that he caught up with him and just didn't have the skill to take out a shooter without shooting a student.
#158 to #155 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
another thing is that columbine and The west Hollywood shootout also know was the biggest shootout in us history happened during the last AWB which body armor, Over 10 round mags and body armor was outlawed, but the west Hollywood guys got all 3 plus select-fire ak47s. Criminals don't follow laws
#161 to #158 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
do we really have to live in fear of these people? there has to be something we can do.
#162 to #161 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
We don't That's my point even though these tragedies are horrible, You being part of one percentage is so low that you have a better chance of being struck by lighting twice which is also like .05%

parents can better protect their children by putting safety guards on their pools

You could also train the teachers to Conceal carry at work instead of making cops do it.
#163 to #162 - dafiltafish (01/19/2013) [-]
it's a work in pregress.
#157 to #155 - trollnot (01/18/2013) [-]
But, they didn't This "Security" guard they keep talking about was actually an off duty cop who was walking by. they were outside and the cop took 5 shoots 3 actually hit one of then i believe it was Klebold and punctured his lungs. Sadly this was at the end of there spree they ran back inside and killed themselves a minute later. Probably do to the fact the Keblod could no longer continue.

The news like to leave little facts out to suit there agenda classic dis-information
#159 to #157 - dafiltafish (01/18/2013) [-]
i don't remember columbine to be honest. i was 4 years old at the time and was lighting the couch on fire with paper towels.

anyway, all i have to run off of is what i can find online. it sounds pathetic, but i only checked once without looking at the source. i apologize for that bit of personal failure.

the fact remains that schools are not as safe as they could be, but personally i think a cop in every school seems a bit too pricy. i stand my my suggestion of personal defense. might help to put a real lock-down system in. push a button and the doors dead bolt. future school design.
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#127 - dafiltafish (12/31/2012) [-]
dreams... okay i have a sexy one for you.

so i happen upon a house in the middle of nowhere. the man at the front lets me in and escorts me to the kitchen where a couple of people already stand. he pours me a drink and asks if i would like to have some fun in exchange for some designs. i say, "sure". so he escorts me downstairs along with the other people where he instructs us to strip down to nothing. he then opens the door and we are in a room with several doors. "pick one" he says. the other two people (male and female) go to random rooms. when i enter my room all the doors lock and i hear a loud moan from 6 rooms down, it is the woman. what happens in my room is the door at the other end opens and two beautiful women come towards me, all greased up and crotches sopping wet. as they take me between them using their boobs as lube applier, i start getting real excited. seeing this they both retread, the redhead lies on top of the blond one and they tell me to stick my now massive erection between the two vaginas as they make out. thrusting harder and harder i cum between them. they lick each-other off and leave telling me there is better yet to come.

read reply.
#128 to #127 - dafiltafish (12/31/2012) [-]
part 2:

so after they leave, one groping the others' ass. the door swings open and another busty (yet clothed) women gives me some cloths. the man who escorted me down there then tells me to get to work and escorts me to the garage where there is a giant pad of gel like material. "build me a car" he says. i touch the stuff and it conforms to my will. i then go about making the sexiest roadster you have ever seen. not one of these pussy "oh, lets chop the top off and sell it for $5000 more" but a real roadster, one with classic wheels, white walls, and tan leather seats. all painted camel brown. i tell you it was a sight to behold, a sight i have been trying to draw ever since i had the dream. anyway, after i get done with the seats i hear a small peep from behind the hood. there, in the full nude stands a woman with long flowing pink hair. in a state of lucid dreaming i recognize the hair immediately as fluttershy, but then i notice the wings, those soft supple downy wings, and they set me off. as soon as she notices with their beautiful green eyes the wings make *pomf* sound and she approaches me, slowly massaging my crotch until i cant take it anymore, i remove my cloths, get into the passenger seat and penetrate her. not thrusting, just holding her, hugging her D-cups against my neck as her heart rate gets ever so slightly higher. i then proceed to back in and out a little. see lets off a soft moan. she then kisses my fore-head and sits on the convertible roof.

read next part.
#129 to #128 - dafiltafish (12/31/2012) [-]
part 3:

after staring at her magnificent clitoris, the cutest shade of pink ever. i bend over and begin to rub it with my tongue. after a bit it starts getting very slippery and my tongue slips into her vagina. she doesn't stop me as i lick my way as far as i can. she then stops me ans whispers in my ear to use my penis again and lick her wing. i do. it tastes of fresh air and strawberry. as the thrusting gets more passionate and moans slightly louder she orgasms. and after a couple more seconds i do too. she then spins me around and sits on my erection once more as i feel the wetness from my semen and her vaginal juices leak out. we spend the next hour in each others' arms until she falls asleep and, after a couple more minuets i do too. i then woke up.

best dream ever.
#122 - marconde (12/31/2012) [-]
What did you posted of Pony T in the religion board? I don't get it
#123 to #122 - dafiltafish (12/31/2012) [-]
because T is your lord and savior.

and... this is funnyjunk, when was the last time someone followed the rules?
#124 to #123 - marconde (12/31/2012) [-]
Rules? what's that

Just wanted to know, what pics you posted, I want a laugh or two haha
#126 to #125 - marconde (12/31/2012) [-]
Oh, you are not the guy with the Pinkie T

#96 - lunasshadow (11/13/2012) [-]
ohello there <3
#97 to #96 - dafiltafish (11/14/2012) [-]
hey sexay.
#98 to #97 - lunasshadow (11/14/2012) [-]
Hows it going? :3 *hugs*
#99 to #98 - dafiltafish (11/14/2012) [-]
okay, im hella hungry right now

(note: i never use the word 'hella')
#100 to #99 - lunasshadow (11/14/2012) [-]
daww, want a cookie? :p
#101 to #100 - dafiltafish (11/14/2012) [-]
**** YES!
#102 to #101 - lunasshadow (11/14/2012) [-]
*give him a huge double chocolate cookie* :3 <3
#103 to #102 - dafiltafish (11/14/2012) [-]
#104 to #103 - lunasshadow (11/14/2012) [-]
*cuddles* :p
#105 to #104 - dafiltafish (11/14/2012) [-]
*cuddles in return*
#106 to #105 - lunasshadow (11/14/2012) [-]
yay! :3
#94 - dafiltafish (11/06/2012) [-]
*dafiltafish xs basham*
#95 to #94 - basham (11/06/2012) [-]
#92 - heartgoldawesome (10/29/2012) [-]
Where did you find that GLORIOUS profile picture?
#93 to #92 - dafiltafish (10/30/2012) [-]
PT 14
#89 - basham (10/24/2012) [-]
Hi my name is Michael J. Caboose. I am a Blue. And I am very tired. I require a glass of warm milk every night and a blanket with kittens on it.

I am Caboose on the threads. There is no other Caboose than I. I'm just letting you know. Also good night and I hope we get a chance to talk in the future.
#90 to #89 - dafiltafish (10/24/2012) [-]
goodnight you magnificent blue.
#91 to #90 - basham (10/24/2012) [-]
Sir yes ma'am!
#84 - lunasshadow (10/15/2012) [-]
hellu :3 <3
#85 to #84 - dafiltafish (10/15/2012) [-]
why hello there. please sit down, agent Maine will be with you shortly. oh, and if you try to run, you wont get far, sigma is already monitoring you.
#86 to #85 - lunasshadow (10/15/2012) [-]
oh dont worry, i will never go again
#87 to #86 - dafiltafish (10/15/2012) [-]
#88 to #87 - lunasshadow (10/15/2012) [-]
*cuddles* :D
#81 - walkerboh (06/01/2012) [-]
so it beings.. the rule 34
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#78 - iamdusk (04/19/2012) [-]
You ******.
#77 - jordandovon (04/16/2012) [-]
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