Background Pony #B479
>Another hard day at work
>Shitposting, lurking, and being a faggot
>You were happy to come home and enjoy coffee
>You got your coffee and went to your bedroom to browse 4chan
>For some reason it always reminded you of your job
>You find Thingpone on your bed
Not now Thing we already fucked the last 3 days.
>She just smiled and giggled
>You don’t trust that giggle
>”Oh anon, this isn’t about that. it’s about something better!”
>That only scares you more
OK, what is it?
>As you finish that sentence you hear hoof steps behind you
>You rolled your eyes thinking it’s one of her body parts and she’s pulling a prank
>When you turned around, you didn’t see a single body part
>There was a whole pony there
>It looked like Thing’s pony form, but had an aura of shitpost about it
>You stare at it for a few seconds, unsure what to say
>You then slowly turn to thing, taking a sip of your coffee
…what the fuck is that Thing?
>She smiles brightly and spreads her hooves apart
>”This is Thingaling, your new daughter!”
>…
>You look back at, “Thingaling”, as she named it
>It took a while, but you managed to see some fleshy tentacles move around her body
>…
>You take another sip of your coffee before turning back to Thing
So who’s the mother?
>Your voice rings with sarcasm
>She still didn’t understand sarcasm
>”Me silly! She’s our child!”
>You take yet another sip of coffee before looking at Thingaling
>She just smiles adorably at you
>…
>Fuck…
>Shitposting, lurking, and being a faggot
>You were happy to come home and enjoy coffee
>You got your coffee and went to your bedroom to browse 4chan
>For some reason it always reminded you of your job
>You find Thingpone on your bed
Not now Thing we already fucked the last 3 days.
>She just smiled and giggled
>You don’t trust that giggle
>”Oh anon, this isn’t about that. it’s about something better!”
>That only scares you more
OK, what is it?
>As you finish that sentence you hear hoof steps behind you
>You rolled your eyes thinking it’s one of her body parts and she’s pulling a prank
>When you turned around, you didn’t see a single body part
>There was a whole pony there
>It looked like Thing’s pony form, but had an aura of shitpost about it
>You stare at it for a few seconds, unsure what to say
>You then slowly turn to thing, taking a sip of your coffee
…what the fuck is that Thing?
>She smiles brightly and spreads her hooves apart
>”This is Thingaling, your new daughter!”
>…
>You look back at, “Thingaling”, as she named it
>It took a while, but you managed to see some fleshy tentacles move around her body
>…
>You take another sip of your coffee before turning back to Thing
So who’s the mother?
>Your voice rings with sarcasm
>She still didn’t understand sarcasm
>”Me silly! She’s our child!”
>You take yet another sip of coffee before looking at Thingaling
>She just smiles adorably at you
>…
>Fuck…
