@Background Pony #221D
It’s the feminist agenda, to be capable of modifying women to be capable of viable reproduction in order that men may be deemed necessary and culled from existence.
@Minus
And you’re pointing fingers at everyone from your arbitrary high ground.
The conversation has long since been over, why don’t you just be an adult here and drop it like everyone else did. All you’re going to do is start another argument.
@Background Pony #3D79
Sure it’s not fun to have the flaws pointed out on the thing you did, but being rude in return only causes problems. He’s complaining, you’re insulting.
@Strenie
Yea well, he didn’t exactly enter the conversation with a bucket of flowers and sunshine either.
All he had to do was ask and I would have fixed the tags, it was a simple mistake on my part. It’s just more fun to lecture people and call them lazy I guess.
“It’d only taken a second. Just one moment to gather the arcane energy in her horn for a mass teleport. Which was all Starlight had needed to strike her down and take away her cutie mark. And her magic. It was still there, but a fraction of it’s former self. Physical prowess, mental alacrity, even her flight was pitiful. Twilight was a proud pony. She tried not to be. But she knew things, could do things, that few others could. And now she was forced to watch her friends be dragged away in chains while she and Starlight had a talk. A long, hard, throbbing…well, the Alicorn Princess had never been with someone like Starlight before. She’d been with a few ponies. But that’d always been a meeting of equals. No, of a superior meeting her lesser. Part of her had to be in control. And then it’d been ripped away as Starlight flooded her womb and belly and ass with seed until she’d been drenched white for lack of room. Never before had sex been more exciting and fulfilling than when Starlight had used her so thoroughly.
Days turned to weeks. Eventually, after several failed escape attempts, Twilight had simply decided to make the best of her situation. And then she’d cast a spell. A real spell. Instantly she tried to assault her captor and found her magic faltering. Like all problems, it’d taken time for Twilight to solve it, even as Starlight put fresh handprints over her new cutie mark in bed, she puzzled over this confusion.
Eventually she slipped back into her role of quiet, and quite often eager, compliance. Then the magic would come back. But every time she tried to fight back it faltered. But not when she used it to serve Starlight. Or even when she was following her duties. Following her role made her feel more like herself. She treasured being able to think, to fly, to run, to perform spells.
And that’s when her fighting stopped.
Twilight’s worthless self dripped with her Mistress’ seed. She eagerly gobbled down the long thick shaft until her chin rested upon those heavy nuts. First Among Equals. That was what Starlight was. A brilliant pony who’d been mocked, ridiculed, and belittled for this glorious gift. It was time for a new order. For Mares and Stallions to learn their places. And for all those poor souls in Equestria who had to hide themselves behind heavy dresses and thick robes to be free to create a new and better place. Where nopony would ever be mocked or ridiculed for their desires.
Where a certain purple princess could indulge herself without worrying about how it made her look. Or Celestia. Or her parents. Twilight no longer had an image to uphold. Because by being Nothing, she was Everything. By embracing her worst traits along with her best, she was free. And she’d give Starlight a thousand new souls to the cause for setting her free.
“Good girl Twilight, you’ve embraced Equality inside and out. It’s time to share the new you with your friends,” said Starlight as she pulled the chain and made Twilight sink another few messy inches into her maw. “We can show them the truth.”
Equestria’s former Princess of Friendship knew her friends would fight. They’d struggle and whine and whimper. But they too would see the truth. Feel it sloshing in their wombs. Know it was going straight for their eggs. Each of which would birth a new soul that would be raised to believe in Starlight and all she stood for. She only regretted that her first pregnancy would probably be over by the time her friends submitted. But they’d all be knocked up, Starlight had told her about the other Herms in town, soon enough. And she knew they’d all be wonderful mothers for their foals.
@Background Pony #3D79
Timezones. It’s 12:18 where I live. And I’m not trying to be rude here. Why would you even upload an image this late/early in the first place if you’re not awake enough to tag it properly?
Starlight Glimmer equally domming ponies and making them worship their herm owners is something I honestly thought would be more popular in the fandom.
@Background Pony #3D79
Honestly, it should be the job of the image uploader to pay closer attention to the tags rather than just lazily copying it and forgetting the source. You uploaded the image, it’s only fair you fix your own mistakes, because you can’t keep relying on others to do stuff for you.
this is one of my favorite things I’ve seen Slashy draw that’s pony related.
The coloring is all right here, but it’s really only flats, and I think something like this could really look amazing with a proper painting.
I’m too much of a lazy sod to do it, and I’m swimming in my own dept of pictures, but uh… hey, if like… Huebris or DragonNexus wants to polish this further, it’d be SO good.
@sonicfan
Stop discussing this kind of shit on a porn pic
It’s the feminist agenda, to be capable of modifying women to be capable of viable reproduction in order that men may be deemed necessary and culled from existence.
You’re questioning the logic behind porn..
reads comment, sees ‘beating a dead horse’ part.
THAT’S IT, I’M OUT.
You waited two weeks too late to post this, you realize that right.
You’re beating a dead horse.
calm down, jeeze. i get the arguments over, but you’re kinda just being rude to random people now.
And you’re pointing fingers at everyone from your arbitrary high ground.
The conversation has long since been over, why don’t you just be an adult here and drop it like everyone else did. All you’re going to do is start another argument.
Sure it’s not fun to have the flaws pointed out on the thing you did, but being rude in return only causes problems. He’s complaining, you’re insulting.
Thank you for being the one to correct it though.
Yea well, he didn’t exactly enter the conversation with a bucket of flowers and sunshine either.
All he had to do was ask and I would have fixed the tags, it was a simple mistake on my part. It’s just more fun to lecture people and call them lazy I guess.
thats so unnecesary lol
Thanks for that.
@ObliviaTheChangeling
I’ve updated the source as well to reflect the tags, now will you please get out of here before your high horse shits on me?
“It’d only taken a second. Just one moment to gather the arcane energy in her horn for a mass teleport. Which was all Starlight had needed to strike her down and take away her cutie mark. And her magic. It was still there, but a fraction of it’s former self. Physical prowess, mental alacrity, even her flight was pitiful. Twilight was a proud pony. She tried not to be. But she knew things, could do things, that few others could. And now she was forced to watch her friends be dragged away in chains while she and Starlight had a talk. A long, hard, throbbing…well, the Alicorn Princess had never been with someone like Starlight before. She’d been with a few ponies. But that’d always been a meeting of equals. No, of a superior meeting her lesser. Part of her had to be in control. And then it’d been ripped away as Starlight flooded her womb and belly and ass with seed until she’d been drenched white for lack of room. Never before had sex been more exciting and fulfilling than when Starlight had used her so thoroughly.
Days turned to weeks. Eventually, after several failed escape attempts, Twilight had simply decided to make the best of her situation. And then she’d cast a spell. A real spell. Instantly she tried to assault her captor and found her magic faltering. Like all problems, it’d taken time for Twilight to solve it, even as Starlight put fresh handprints over her new cutie mark in bed, she puzzled over this confusion.
Eventually she slipped back into her role of quiet, and quite often eager, compliance. Then the magic would come back. But every time she tried to fight back it faltered. But not when she used it to serve Starlight. Or even when she was following her duties. Following her role made her feel more like herself. She treasured being able to think, to fly, to run, to perform spells.
And that’s when her fighting stopped.
Twilight’s worthless self dripped with her Mistress’ seed. She eagerly gobbled down the long thick shaft until her chin rested upon those heavy nuts. First Among Equals. That was what Starlight was. A brilliant pony who’d been mocked, ridiculed, and belittled for this glorious gift. It was time for a new order. For Mares and Stallions to learn their places. And for all those poor souls in Equestria who had to hide themselves behind heavy dresses and thick robes to be free to create a new and better place. Where nopony would ever be mocked or ridiculed for their desires.
Where a certain purple princess could indulge herself without worrying about how it made her look. Or Celestia. Or her parents. Twilight no longer had an image to uphold. Because by being Nothing, she was Everything. By embracing her worst traits along with her best, she was free. And she’d give Starlight a thousand new souls to the cause for setting her free.
“Good girl Twilight, you’ve embraced Equality inside and out. It’s time to share the new you with your friends,” said Starlight as she pulled the chain and made Twilight sink another few messy inches into her maw. “We can show them the truth.”
Equestria’s former Princess of Friendship knew her friends would fight. They’d struggle and whine and whimper. But they too would see the truth. Feel it sloshing in their wombs. Know it was going straight for their eggs. Each of which would birth a new soul that would be raised to believe in Starlight and all she stood for. She only regretted that her first pregnancy would probably be over by the time her friends submitted. But they’d all be knocked up, Starlight had told her about the other Herms in town, soon enough. And she knew they’d all be wonderful mothers for their foals.
Twilight couldn’t wait.”
Timezones. It’s 12:18 where I live. And I’m not trying to be rude here. Why would you even upload an image this late/early in the first place if you’re not awake enough to tag it properly?
It’s 5 A.M., give me a break hardass it’s not the end of the world.
Honestly, it should be the job of the image uploader to pay closer attention to the tags rather than just lazily copying it and forgetting the source. You uploaded the image, it’s only fair you fix your own mistakes, because you can’t keep relying on others to do stuff for you.
The tags are a direct copy fromt the original, you might want to fix those too.
The coloring is all right here, but it’s really only flats, and I think something like this could really look amazing with a proper painting.
I’m too much of a lazy sod to do it, and I’m swimming in my own dept of pictures, but uh… hey, if like… Huebris or DragonNexus wants to polish this further, it’d be SO good.