>Trotsky still not done  
>pointless endurance  
>CUM YOU FAGGOT!  
>Wishes he had his own dick  
>Insect one might do…

>“And I thought RPing was dead. Thank you Luna.”  
>“Wait the entire Lunar Guard? Including Monster Control?”

>Misses my mare body

>Laughes evilly.  
>Cloprella lesbian’d.  
>Awaits for Trotsky to finally finish.

>Cloprella  
>You want some insect dick?

>Gives Luna a reach-around  
>Thrusts with exceptional speed

>entire lunar guard  
>strap ons  
>no cum  
>WORST. POSSIBLE. THING.

>walks in
 
>walks right the fuck out.

@BGT:  
Oh us~

>Brohoofs  
>Laughes at our appearance.  
>Orders entire Lunar Guard upon Cloprella.  
>Apparently they’re all bat-mares with straps-on.

You people and your RPing

>feels pride for seducing a Princess  
>AJ was there too  
>looks at cunt  
>“Can I get a penis over here?”

>Broment

>Sees AJ finished  
>Invites her to the remaining part  
>Groans throatily

>High fives Luna

>Looks at comments  

>gets compliment from AJ  
>feels pretty  
>cleans face  
>Luna still balls deep  
>feels prettier

>Slaps away cheese.  
>Bends over and bites Cloprella’s neck.  
>Calls her a fucking sexy bitch.  
>Dismounts.

<__<

>Pulls out  
>Throws napkin on Cloperella’s face  
>Wash yourself up, baka!  
>^{you look pretty, btw.}

>sits back and enjoys the dream

>Dudetommy  
>Ok

>ass full of cum  
>face full of apple sauce>cunt empty  
>2/3 ain’t bad.

>Puts away double-barrled  
>We’ve got food at the disco, let’s just floor it and go before more bad things happen.