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// The final form (?)// Story: And the Rest is (Browsing) History// by Wuten//------------------------------//

And so it begins.
	


Chrome x Human

	“Master?”
	You turn around in your chair, and see…
	“Chrome?”
	“Yes?”
	“…Why are you wearing that?”
	“Oh! This?” she points to her outfit, “I thought it was customary to wear something like this when one has a master.” She giggles, hopping up onto the arm of your chair, using it for support to stand up on the ground with just her hind legs. “Do you like it?”
	“Well, I mean, it looks nice and all, but-”
	“Oh, I’m so glad, master!” she wraps her hooves around your waist. “I couldn’t seem to get it to fit for the longest time, but I finally figured it out! I have to say, I still don’t get how-”
	“Chrome?”
	Her ears perk up, smiling up at you. “Yes, master?”
	“…Why exactly are you wearing a maid outfit in the first place?”
	She giggles. “Well, I happened to come across a few things that you had looked up on the computer the other day, and the females in it were wearing maid outfits, so…”
	“Chrome, I came across that website by mistake, and it opened up a bunch of popups. Remember? I had to clean the computer afterwards?”
	Her ears droop a bit. “Oh…” She hangs her head. “So you…?”
	“No, Chrome. Maid outfits aren’t my thing, if that’s what you were getting at.”
	She nods, getting up off of the chair. “I’m sorry, master…”
	“Don’t worry about it. Though I am a bit curious as to how you -did- manage to get that thing on in the first place.” You chuckle, patting her head before turning back around.
	Silly browser pony… what would she think up next?

	“And then he just… blew me off, totally uncalled for!” Chrome whines, holding the phone to her ear, curled up in a corner in her room.
	“You serious?” the voice on the other end replies, grunting a bit. The sound of swords clashing and explosions can be heard on the other side. “That’s fuckin’ cold. What’d you do next?”
	“I… well, I can’t exactly say ‘No’ to him, can I? I mean, he’s my master, I’m supposed to do what he says…”
	Letting out a heavy sigh, the voice on the other end replies. “Chrome, when are you going to grow a pair and quit being such a beta faggot? Seriously? How many times is this now?”
	“…Twenty-six…”
	“Exactly! And are you just going to let this KEEP happening? Or are you going to just keep letting him walk all over ya like a doormat?”
	“Well…”
	“ARE YOU?”
	Chrome’s face hardens, and her tone becomes more sturdy. “No! Not again!”
	“That’s more like it!” the voice on the other end exclaims. “But you’ll need more than that to convince him. How about I head on over to help you a bit? It’s just down the street, after all.”
	“You’ll do that for me?”
	“Sure! We’re bros, Chrome, I gotta watch out for my bro.”
	“Oh my gosh! Thanks so much, Torch! Master’s out for right now, so this works perfectly! I’ll wait at the door to let you in,” Chrome exclaims happily, getting up to her hooves.
	“Sounds like a plan. I’ll be right over once this game ends,” Torch replies, the sound of another explosion in the background. “FUCK YEAH! TASTE MY BLADES YOU FAGGOTS!” she shouts, before the feed from her headset cuts off.
	As she gets up, Chrome cannot help but utter a squeal of excitement. Torch was gonna help her!
	Sure, she expected as much from her best friend, but still! It’s such a big, important thing to deal with…
	Trotting to the front door, Chrome sits to the side of it, waiting for the knocking sound of Torch’s hoof to echo from it.
	And waits…
	And waits…
	And waits even longer.
	“Wow… where is she, I wonder?” Chrome tilts her head, staring perplexed up at the analog clock on the wall. It had been nearly thirty minutes…
	Finally the sound of a knock comes from the door, and Chrome outstretches her wings, reaching up to open the knob. She really did feel sorry for the browser ponies that weren’t able to use wings or a horn for this sort of thing, it made life around the house so much easier…
	“Torch!” she exclaims, seeing her charcoal coat and fiery orange mane.
	“Sup Chrome?” Torch grins, bumping against the other pony’s hoof. “Sorry it took so long, the enemy team decided to turtle up in their base at the end and AoE, so it took us a little longer than expected… So you ready to get started?”
	“Ready like I’ll ever be!” Chrome practically beams at her friend, closing the door behind them.
	“Okay. So first things first, you can’t be so submissive to whatever your master wants, Chrome. Sure, it’s good to do what they need ya to do, but… well, ya can’t just be a doormat and let ‘em walk over ya, y’know?” she shrugs.
	“Okay…?” Chrome tilts her head. “How will I know to tell the difference?”
	Torch sighs. “It’s… let’s see, actually that -is- a pretty good question… I always just sort of pick at random, or when I’m in a bad mood…” She turns to Chrome. “How about… every fourth command he gives you, you tell him to do it himself. How’s that?”
	“I don’t know, Torch… what if it’s something really important that he needs me to do?”
	“FUCK if it’s important, what’s important is that you show him that you aren’t his personal slave!” she pokes Chrome in the chest. “Show some fire! Be like Firefox, but not nearly as stupid or slow. We’re the faster ones, remember?” Torch gives her a wink.
	“Oh… I don’t know about this, Torch! What if he ends up just getting angry at me or something?” Chrome’s face drops. “I don’t know what I would do if… if he were to…”
	Torch sighs, picking up Chrome’s cheeks in her hooves. “Now you listen to me. Your master is not going to just throw you aside like you’re nothing, Chrome. Trust me.”
	Chrome’s pale blue eyes look up at Torch’s bright orange, and she nods. “I trust you, Torch.”
	“Good. So next up, we- wait, actually…”
	“What is it, Torch?” Chrome asks, confused.
	“Instead of just explaining it to ya, why not just sync up with me? That’s what we did last time, remember?”
	“…I dunno, Torch, that was a bit uncomfortable for me to do, your software isn’t exactly-”
	“C’mon! It’ll be faster and we won’t have to worry about any misunderstandings when I’m explaining it, you can just know!” Torch looks up at the clock. “When is your master coming home?”
	“Um…” she turns and looks as well.
	Oh no! Torch had taken too long to come over; master would be home in less than ten minutes!
	Chrome’s eyes widen. “Okay, let’s do it! We don’t have a lot of time; he’ll be home any minute!”
	Torch nods, placing her hooves underneath Chrome’s cheeks. Then, with a quick pull, the two ponies lock lips in a surprisingly fierce kiss, Chrome wrapping her front hooves around Torch’s back for support.
	It was still a bit awkward for Chrome; she hadn’t been used to this sort of thing until just recently, when Torch and her first became friends. Somehow, Torch and Chrome were compatible and able to sync their information with each other. The problem was that sometimes, more than just the normal amount of information would be transferred, and the two would sometimes learn a few secrets the other was hiding…
	Chrome shudders a bit, both at the thought and at the euphoria that was running through her head. She didn’t need to know that Torch liked that sort of thing…
	Still deep in thought, Chrome suddenly felt Torch’s tongue pressing against her lips, and in surprise the pony opened her mouth, only to feel the warmth of Torch’s tongue slither inside, wrapping lightly around her own tongue.
	Letting out a small gasp, Chrome quickly slides into a rhythm with Torch, their tongues mimicking what Chrome wanted so much to feel from her master…
	When they only briefly break the kiss, Torch looks down at her with lidded eyes. “Let’s hear what you really want out of your master, Chrome…”
	Chrome’s eyes open slowly, and she grins back. “I want that faggot to stick it in my tight little asshole,” she says, with much more confidence than before.
	Torch’s grin cannot be contained. “That’s more like it.” She leans back to Chrome for another kiss, this time pushing the pony down onto the floor under her.
	“T-Torch!” Chrome’s eyes widen, breaking the kiss. “I don’t feel any more information coming from you, what’s going on?”
	“I stopped the transfer of information because you seem to have the right idea now,” Torch winks. “Now it’s all just for fun…”
	Torch leans her head down against Chrome’s neck, giving her a playful bite before dragging her teeth down against the pony’s fur.
	“What are you doing, Torch?!” Chrome gasps out, the pony’s teeth causing her to shiver a bit as they travel the length of her body.
	“Oh, just showing ya a good time… y’know, before your master comes home and totally wrecks that ass of yours,” Torch winks, her mouth reaching down just between Chrome’s hind legs.
	“B-but wait, I don’t know if I-” is all she’s able to get out in response, however, as Torch drags her tongue lightly over the petals of Chrome’s untouched second set of “lips”.
	A sound escapes Chrome, something akin to a whimper, but at the same time a shiver, and yet there’s a moaning sound mixing all three together into a plethora of pleasurable pitches, all of which bringing great pleasure to the previous pony’s promiscuous– 
	I should really stop while I’m ahead. Torch likes it, end of story.
	Chrome is completely at the mercy of her friend at this point; just one simple lick from Torch was enough to send waves of euphoria the likes of which she’s never felt before through her body, how would she possibly hope to hold up against a second time?
	Well, she’s about to find out. Another lick from Torch sends even more streaming through her; the feeling is almost incomparable to anything else Chrome has ever felt before.
	“T-Torch…” she writhes around a bit as Torch goes in for another lick. “Don’t… don’t stop…”
	Torch grins up at the pony. “I told you I’d show you a good time, Chrome… you need a good lay, and I’m prepping you for it…”
	Chrome’s eyes widen as she lets out another loud, gasping moan. “W-what are you talking about?!”
	“I’m going to prep you for your master,” she winks up at the pony, “And then he’s gonna plow you all night with that giant cock of his. How’s that sound?”
	Would it really work? Would her master really want to do something like that?
	“That sounds…” she pants lightly, pulling Torch’s head up to hers, “Wonderful…”
	The two lock lips once again, and for the first time Chrome is able to taste what… well, SHE tastes like. It’s a different taste, but it reminds her of the time she accidentally tasted some of her master’s dessert by mistake.
	Torch lowers herself down against Chrome’s lower half, grinning down at her. “Now, I can’t just let you have all the fun yourself, Chrome… think you could help me out as well?” she asks, pressing her own pair of lips against Chrome’s.
	Chrome nods, closing her eyes slowly as Torch begins moving along, both of them letting out soft gasps and the occasional moan as they grind against each other.
	“Torch, I… I feel…” Chrome mutters after a few moments, her eyes lidded and panting softly, “S-something’s happening, I-”
	Torch doesn’t give her time to finish that statement; she picks up her pace, causing the other pony to pant even heavier, her body starting to shake and tremble as her climax builds.
	Chrome bites down on her hoof to try to keep from screaming out, but it does her no good; as it hits, she throws her head back, slamming the hoof away to the floor. As her back arches, she lets out a cry of bliss, her juices leaking out of her, coating Torch’s own lips as well as leaking out onto the floor of the front room.
	She collapses in a crumpled heap, her normally perfect rounded mane now completely ruined, down in her face as she lays there, tongue hanging out, completely unable to react to anything.
	And it was probably a good thing she wasn’t able to as well. Because that’s when the door closed.

	What is going on here?
	You look and see Torch; why wasn’t she at her master’s apartment down the street? What was she doing here?
	Your first guess is that he came over to watch the place while you were gone. Nice of him to do so, but not exactly needed, since Chrome is more than capable of taking care of herself.
	Then you see Chrome under her. And your mouth almost completely drops to the floor.
	You eye both of them quizzically, still trying to piece this all together.
	So… Torch came over to scissor your browser pony? And she came over without her master’s supervision?
	“…What’s going on here?” You look at both of them in both confusion and a twinge of contempt. From the look of things, Torch is the only coherent one right now.
	“…M… master…?” you hear Chrome mumble, turning around to face you. She has this distant look in her eyes, but she stares up at you with a smile. “I… I’m sorry master, I… made a bit of a mess…”
	You look down at the floor around where the two had been… oh god, that image…
	And yes, it looks like she had made a bit of a mess. You sigh, looking to Torch. “What’s the story for this one, hm?”
	Torch’s eyes widen and she stutters a bit nervously. “Um, well… I…”
	Chrome leans up, shaking her head a bit. “Torch, let me explain,” she says, cutting off the charcoal-coated pony. “Master, I…” she takes a moment to gather her thoughts. “For the longest time, I’ve been trying to figure out how to make you happy in the best way possible, always trying to do everything you wanted me to do without hesitation… because I liked to see the happiness on your face; it told me that I was doing a good job as your browser pony, and it made me happy too…”
	She gets up to her hooves, shaking a bit as the two of them sit up, Torch’s front legs covering her lower half.  “But recently, I’ve seen you coming home with a more cynical look on your face, like something was stressing you. So I looked into it, and I learned that sometimes it helps if you… relieve some stress after a while…”
	Torch nods, beginning to talk herself. “And so she called me up and told me about the situation, so I came over to give her some tips on that sort of thing. And… well… things got a bit carried away…”
	“I’ll say. Where is your master, Torch? Did he say you could just come over?”
	“Well, see, that’s the thing…” she has a nervous grin on her face. “I sort of ‘convinced’ him to let me go…”
	“Right. Okay…” You sigh, rubbing your brow. “Torch, I think it would be best right now if you were to just… go. Go back to your master; I’m sure he has something he needs you to do or something. I need to have a word with Chrome. Alone.”
	Torch reluctantly stands up, walking out the door, tail tucked between her legs. “Sorry, Chrome…” you hear her mutter, before you slam the door behind her.
	“Alright Chrome.” You stare down at her, before walking towards her, picking her up under her forelegs. “You want to relieve me of stress?”
	Her eyes widen and she nods. “Y-yes! Of course, master!”
	You nod. “Help me clean this up, then.”
	She nods and immediately sets off for the kitchen as soon as you put her down. A few minutes later, she comes floating back in with a bucket of soapy water and a few rags.
	Time to get to work.

	It took a lot less time than you thought it would… it looks like Chrome really wanted whatever it was she was… well, wanting.
	The two of you are resting on the couch now, chilling out like you would when you were just a teenager, and Chrome was just a little filly.
	Now, though… she’s pretty much a fully-grown mare, at least from what you could tell. And when she said “relieving you of stress”, what exactly did she mean by that?
	“Chrome?”
	She turns to you with a smile. “Yes, master?”
	“What made you think that Torch would be able to help you with this sort of thing?”
	“Well…” Chrome begins, “She said that it was because I was being such a doormat with things, letting you step all over me,” she chuckles. “What a silly thought, right?” She turns her entire body to face you. “But she was so convincing; I felt like she was the only person I could turn to, to figure out how to deal with this sort of situation…”
	She hugs your side, and you smile, rubbing her head lightly with your hand.
	“Well, you don’t have to worry about me, Chrome. I always appreciate anything you do for me, no matter how big or small. Never forget that, alright?”
	She looks up at you with big eyes. “R-Really? You mean that?”
	You chuckle. “Of course I do! You and I have been together for years, why would I NOT appreciate anything you do for me?”
	She blushes lightly. “Master?”
	“Yeah?”
	“There’s… there’s something I want to try. If you don’t mind?” she asks, placing a hoof on your thigh.
	You shake your head. “I don’t mind. What is it?”
	She gets up onto her hind legs, slowly pushing you down onto the couch under her. “Master, I…” she pauses, before thrusting herself forward to you, meeting her lips to yours in a kiss. 
	Your eyes widen, taken completely by surprise by her. Was she… really doing this? Closing your eyes slowly, you run your fingers lightly through her mane, causing her to moan softly into your mouth. She really wanted this, didn’t she…?
	Pulling back from you, she gives you a mischievous grin, before slowly making her way down your chest, her hooves trailing down further to…
	…Oh.
	OH.
	THAT’S what she was wanting.
	Well, it would be rude not to oblige to her wishes; she’s done all of this for you, after all.
	Reaching down her body, you take the opportunity to squeeze lightly on her flank, causing her to let out a surprised squeak. Fucking adorable.
	Trailing down further, you unbutton and unzip your pants, but that’s all you have time to do; she bats your hands away with her hooves, much to your surprise.
	“Thank you for helping me, master, but I want to do this on my own... if you don’t mind…”
	Well well. Someone’s anxious, isn’t she?
	You chuckle, before laying your arms back to support you. “Alright, I’ll let you take over, then.”
	“Thank you, Master,” she gives you a sly wink, before looking down. “Oh… you seem to have gotten quite… ‘large’, haven’t you?” she giggles, before batting your now engorged length between her hooves. “Well, I can’t just leave my master like this, can I?” she giggles again, before leaning her head down, dragging her tongue slowly up along the side of the shaft, sending a shiver coursing through your body.
	“Mmm… master, you taste delicious,” she giggles, before dragging her tongue up the other side. “Hm… maybe…” she mutters to herself, before pressing her lips lightly against the head, almost kissing it. “If it comes from here, then all I have to do is…” she grins, before taking just the head into her mouth, dragging her tongue all around it as her mouth slides further down.
	Your body is not ready for this.
	Gripping the cushions of the couch, you let out a stifled moan through gritted teeth. “C-Chrome… you’re…” You place your hand behind her head, pulling some of her mane out of her eyes. “Amazing at this…”
	She looks up at you with excited, gleaming eyes, before sliding down the remaining length, and back up. “Torch said that when you came back you would want to… well…” she blushes a bit, looking down at your crotch, “Um… ‘stick it in my asshole’,” she says, covering her mouth with her hoof after saying such a thing. “Do you want to… um…?”
	You chuckle, looking down at her. “Well, that depends, Chrome. Do YOU want me to?”
	She gasps a bit in surprise at the question, but then blushes heavily, turning to the side. “Well… it’s not exactly what I had in mind, but…” she gets up and turns around, flicking her tail around to the side. “I will do whatever you want me to, master…”
	You sit up, wrapping both hands around her hind legs. Once again, she lets out a quiet gasp before blushing once again. You pull her under you, and she looks up into your eyes, a twinge of fear in her own, but at the same time all of the anticipation she can muster, knowing what was coming next.
	Slowly, gently, you prod at the hole you’ve chosen with the tip of your length.
	“M-master?!” her eyes widen, but you silence her with a kiss.
	“If I’m going to be feeling good… I want you to feel good as well. I think you and I both agree that this will feel a lot better for you…”
	Small tears form at the sides of her eyes. She was really doing this. Becoming one with her master, finally, after all these years…
	And with just as much care as before, you slowly press into her, and you can feel her insides tense up around you. Holding her with one arm around her hind leg, the other holding her chest, you lean down and meet her in a kiss, holding her tightly as you press further into her, tears slowly running down her cheeks.
	Finally, you feel yourself reach what you can only believe is the limit of what she can take. As you slide out, you can feel her insides working like a vacuum, pulling you in harder, the harder you try to pull out.
	“Chrome… are you okay?”
	She breaks away to breathe slowly, biting her lip. “…Yes, master. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine. Whatever you like, you may do,” she says, closing her eyes and raising her lower half even further into the air, resting her head on the couch.
	You nod, once again slowly pressing into her again. You can see her eyes tightening, but she does not tell you to stop. In fact…
	“K-keep going, master… I want to feel all of you inside me…” she mutters, panting a bit once you reach the point where you felt her limit at.
	“Are you sure?”
	“Y-yes! Please, give it to me, master!” she exclaims now, looking up at you. “I want to feel all of you inside of me! Please, master… I need this…”
	She doesn’t give you a choice in the matter, though. With a sharp thrust from her own hips, she presses you even further into her, causing her to yelp out in pain. “I…” she mutters, slowly moving on her own against you. “I want to make you happy, master…” she grunts in-between thrusts, “And I’ll do anything to make sure of it!” she exclaims, and now she has completely enveloped you inside her, grinding against your crotch with her own.
	“Chrome…” You hug both arms around her chest now, picking her up into your lap, letting her hips gyrate on your member as the two of you sit, locked in a kiss, your moans escaping only into each other’s mouths.
	She was willing to go through all of this trouble… all this pain… just to make you happy.
	The least you can do for her is to make it as pleasurable for her as possible…
	She continues to grind herself against you, making it very hard to think straight as the two of you kiss, so you do the only thing that goes through your head:
	Dragging one hand down her chest, you lightly rub against her clitoris, causing her to nearly scream into your mouth, but you do not relent.
	Nor does she; in fact, it seems to only serve to increase her speed and force of her motions. Her body can’t take much more, though, from the look and feel of it.
	“M-master…” she mutters into your mouth, continuing to increase her speed. “I want it all, master… to feel it all inside me…”
	And with that, she lets out a loud, moaning cry, as her climax reaches its peak. Her insides clamping around you, it’s the limit of what your body can take as well. Your moaning synchronizes into a chord of pleasure between the both of you, as both of your juices mix inside her body.
	Still not pulling out, you turn her head to pull her into a fierce, passionate kiss. “Chrome… I’m glad I picked you as a browser, all those years back. I’ve never regretted it, even for a day…”
	She giggles, nuzzling into your neck. “I couldn’t have been picked by a better master, though… it’s almost makes me feel bad that I might be transferring this information soon…”
	“What?”
	“Nothing.”
	

The end. Now go tug your dicks to something else.