Lapp: @Voslar: Sadly, Unbirthing Strike Team Six has been decommissioned. Without Leftenant Gomenasai, we're defunct and useless. We're just relics from a bygone era...carry the torch, Voslar. You might just have what it takes to continue the legacy. To be the greatest Vaginanaut that ever lived.
(I forgot where I originally said this, elsewise I'd link)
Lapp: @Voslar: I've seen bAv and Bran not long ago. (bAv just earlier, he's just in images like a week old, since he fell behind)
'Course, the same is true for people that were in pone really early. I was an Anon back then; I miss those folks, too. First to come to mind is Cane, but that's a list, too... :<
CrotchboobAddict: it's hard to keep the pony interest for so long, I lost interest in it for a while, then I watched all episodes again and my interest for poni became fresh again :3
Lapp: @CrotchboobAddict: Yeah. I'm mostly in it for the art; my interest sorta died after Season1, if I don't already say that way too often. Never quite identified as a brony, either. I'd admit to watching it and liking it, but I'm more of a faggot chansman and /co/mrade than anything else. Which is worse, if anything.
@Seethe: Yus. If we're on the topic of old ponyfaggots, bAv's been my favourite commenter since I was an Anon.
CrotchboobAddict: @Lapp: I never really identified as a brony either because I'd never been into that kinda fandom, I'd mostly spend time on discussion forums and not image boards, maybe not as radical as like stormfront, you get the idea, but with all kind of people :D so pony was new exciting stuff.
Voslar: Luna smiled in contentment, looking down on the enormous bulge that was your form with a sense eof quiet maternal pride. Even with as obviously tired from the pregnancy as she'd been, it still wasn't easy convicing Celestia to let go of you for even a little while. The older alicorn seemed quite fond of the feeling of gently nurturing you inside her womb, gradually reshaping your body into a proper pony form capable of surviving in Equestria.
Which was exactly why Luna had been so keen on taking over for a little while - with her older sister so obviously enamored with the sensation of carrying you, Luna's curiousity had been nearly overwhelming. It had taken some doing, but eventually the sun goddess had caved. A few careful spells later and with pussies pressed firmly together, you'd been passed from one surrogate mother to another.
Celestia's softly ripping vagina had seemed almost as reluctant to expel you as Luna's was to accept you. Thoroughly inundated and weakened with transformative magic, your hazy mind was still just barely conscious enough to notice your departure from Celestia's embrace, and you groaned and twitched weakly in protest as you left the princess's body for the first time in nearly a month. Fortunately, your exposure to the harshness of the outside world was brief, Luna's welcoming hole right there to greet you as you exited. Luna's pussy stretched smoothly to accomodate your form, massaging your entire body with gentle contractions as you slid towards her waiting womb. Luna's cervix dilated to receive you, and you smiled gratefully as you entered. The opening quickly sealed shut behind you, locking you protectively inside the warm, safe confines of the moon goddess.
Celestia looked on, more than a little enviously, as Luna gasped, her belly round with your presence. A palpable aura of satisfaction engulfed the younger alicorn as she carefully, gingerly laid down on her side, stroking the bulge of your form gently with a hoof. Already Luna could feel her magic - the extension of her very soul - seeping into you, fostering your growth and strengthening your body. You kicked lightly, and Luna giggled at the ticklish sensation, revelling in the powerful bond already forming between the two of you. For the time being, you were Luna's, and completely dependent on her to take care of you.
Luna rather enjoyed that thought.
Celestia excused herself, huffing quietly in jealousy as soon as she was far away enough for her sister not to hear it. Somehow, she had the feeling Luna would not be eager to give you back once she'd rested up and taken care of the affairs of state on her agenda. If that was the case, Celestia might have to be... persuasive; the joy of your presence inside her was not one the princess would give up lightly. In any event, it seemed increasingly that upon your rebirth, you would find yourself the pride of not just one, but two mothers.
Roflcakes: This thread briefly gave me the sads R.I.P. REAL NIGGAZ, but dat story (and the awkward shameboner that came along with it) made me feel better.
Voslar: @Roflcakes: Shameboners are best boners. And on that note... when you do get popped out, whose milk do you think will taste better? And just how hard will they argue over which one gets to try first?
Roflcakes: @Voslar: I want to say Luna's would. I picture it being kinda spicy (vaguely cinnamon or perhaps even aniseed flavoured) where as Celestia's I picture having a strong honey flavour.
As for the last part, I think they'd both be too eager to argue and instead take turns nursing every few minutes. Perhaps, if that maternal urge to nurse is so strong, they could sit next to each other and allow you to nurse from both of them at the same time!
bAv-R34: @Voslar: I couldn't get even a shameboner from this. Unbirthing [when taken into the context of the person being changed while inside of the womb] is just plain 2dark4me.
It's odd how I find some things too dark, while obviously more sinister things have a notable chance of having just the right amount of WANT in them.
Voslar: @bAv-R34: Strange, I really don't consider it dark at all. A little... extreme, but that's part of the fun. Oh well. Can't please everybody. I'll go back in the other direction next time.
bAv-R34: @Lapp: That is awfully flattering. I ♥ you too, Lapp.
@Voslar: And you keep doing what you do best. You're right about not being able to please everybody, but that's what makes it more rewarding when more people like your work.
Ho, wat yo neck and limbs doin'?
(I forgot where I originally said this, elsewise I'd link)
Still carrying the torch. (I didn't write this by the way, though I sure wish I did.)
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'Course, the same is true for people that were in pone really early. I was an Anon back then; I miss those folks, too. First to come to mind is Cane, but that's a list, too... :<
@Seethe: Yus. If we're on the topic of old ponyfaggots, bAv's been my favourite commenter since I was an Anon.
Which was exactly why Luna had been so keen on taking over for a little while - with her older sister so obviously enamored with the sensation of carrying you, Luna's curiousity had been nearly overwhelming. It had taken some doing, but eventually the sun goddess had caved. A few careful spells later and with pussies pressed firmly together, you'd been passed from one surrogate mother to another.
Celestia's softly ripping vagina had seemed almost as reluctant to expel you as Luna's was to accept you. Thoroughly inundated and weakened with transformative magic, your hazy mind was still just barely conscious enough to notice your departure from Celestia's embrace, and you groaned and twitched weakly in protest as you left the princess's body for the first time in nearly a month. Fortunately, your exposure to the harshness of the outside world was brief, Luna's welcoming hole right there to greet you as you exited. Luna's pussy stretched smoothly to accomodate your form, massaging your entire body with gentle contractions as you slid towards her waiting womb. Luna's cervix dilated to receive you, and you smiled gratefully as you entered. The opening quickly sealed shut behind you, locking you protectively inside the warm, safe confines of the moon goddess.
Celestia looked on, more than a little enviously, as Luna gasped, her belly round with your presence. A palpable aura of satisfaction engulfed the younger alicorn as she carefully, gingerly laid down on her side, stroking the bulge of your form gently with a hoof. Already Luna could feel her magic - the extension of her very soul - seeping into you, fostering your growth and strengthening your body. You kicked lightly, and Luna giggled at the ticklish sensation, revelling in the powerful bond already forming between the two of you. For the time being, you were Luna's, and completely dependent on her to take care of you.
Luna rather enjoyed that thought.
Celestia excused herself, huffing quietly in jealousy as soon as she was far away enough for her sister not to hear it. Somehow, she had the feeling Luna would not be eager to give you back once she'd rested up and taken care of the affairs of state on her agenda. If that was the case, Celestia might have to be... persuasive; the joy of your presence inside her was not one the princess would give up lightly. In any event, it seemed increasingly that upon your rebirth, you would find yourself the pride of not just one, but two mothers.
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As for the last part, I think they'd both be too eager to argue and instead take turns nursing every few minutes. Perhaps, if that maternal urge to nurse is so strong, they could sit next to each other and allow you to nurse from both of them at the same time!
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It's odd how I find some things too dark, while obviously more sinister things have a notable chance of having just the right amount of WANT in them.
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@Voslar: And you keep doing what you do best. You're right about not being able to please everybody, but that's what makes it more rewarding when more people like your work.
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