"the need for cocks (twixanon, futa, shitpost) wip"
By Betanon (https://pastebin.com/u/Betanon)

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Created on: Saturday 16th of September 2017 06:37:21 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 24 of October 2020 12:09:45 AM UTC


>be low libido Anon in horseland
>it's 'estrus week'
>"Please, Anon, I need it!"
"No Twilight, you're not a whore, we already had sex last month!"
>"PLEASE, just once! Just a bit, j-just let me suck on it for a bit alright? I swear I'll get you in the mood and--"
"No! Just no! You're not just a sextoy to me Twilight, I don't want to fuck you in this state!"
>"B-but it burns!"
"Well, you'll just have to cope with it, just go take a bath or something,"
>"Ughh! But that's not enough! I need a cock! Your cock!"
"Geez Twilight, I never would've thought you'd be... that way! The Twilight I knew had no libido and never talked about sex!"
>"For Celestia's sake Anon, that was on screen! That wasn't the real me!"
"Still a no, I'm sorry Twilight, but I'm not some horndog porn addict that you could find on laotian image hosting services, I have standards, you see."
>"But I'm in HEAT Anon! I need it! You just don't understand what it's like! You're hot and you're sweaty and you wink and you smell and--just, UGH!"
"No, I don't understand, but I'm quite certain I'd be able to take it on me and ignore it,"
>"Oh yeah?! Wanna bet?!"
"What do you have in mind?"

>Ten minutes later
>Twiggy huffs and puffs, the spell was harder to pull off than expected, but she did it
>The heat was gone
>Her mind wasn't full of dicks anymore!
>Yours tho...
"F-fuck, what is this.. ugh,"
>It's hot
>Everything
>Everywhere
>You're hot
>And hard
>What the fuck is happening?!
>Images of stallions and other anons flashes through your mind whenever you close your eyes
>Whenever you blink
"W-what, why..."
>Twiggy is smirking, giving you a 'told ya' stare
>But you can't lose
>You said you'd cope with it, and you will!

>An hour later
>You had to remove your jacket, it was unbearably hot
>Even tho the room had a steady 18° thanks to crystal magic
>You don't think you've ever heard your heart thumping so much and for so long in your ears
>Your breathing is heavy, labored
>You tried to calm yourself, but whenever you did more and more images of cocks and balls appeared
>Then you joined them
>Then things happened between you and said cocks and balls
>Things you'd rather not think about
>Not that you can't do anything about it
>The book you were reading is still open, in your lap
>But you haven't flipped a page since the start
>You can't concentrate on it, on anything
>And even when you nearly get there, something catches your eye
>Your wife
>She's still standing there, sitting on the cold floor, smirking, snorting, winning
>F-fuck, if only she had a cock
>What the fuck was that?! NO
>NO THATS GAY EWW
>And why is your cock throbbing
"Fuck,"
>You mutter
>It escaped your lips without you realizing
>"What was that?"
>It's a question
>But it's not
>She heard, she knows what you said
>She knows what you're thinking of
>"Are you alright, Anon?"
>You groan
"I'm fine,"
>"You know, you could just take a cold shower, I'm sure it'll help~,"
>You groan
>Maybe it will
>It should
>It's called being in HEAT
>How would a cold shower not help?!

>It's cold
>You're still throbbing
>It does somewhat stops the images from flooding your mind though
>So it's kind of working?
>You finish rinsing off the suds and finally step out of the shower
>It's cool, you can do this
>No more pictures of dicks, you'll finally be able to get back to your book
>You pick up the towel and starts with your head
>Then your neck
>Shoulders
>Back
>Torso
>That's when something happens
>You jolt as the cloth makes contact with your erect nipples
>W-what was that?!
>And the pictures come back
>Of forms touching them
>Pinching them
>Lips kissing them and tongues lapping at them
>Your knees buck under your weight and you have to grab the sink not to fall down
>Fuck!

>That's disgusting! You're not some disgusting degenerate that should feel arousal from this!
>This is retarded
>Whatever, let's finish this
>So you lean down to grab the towel and finish wiping your upper half, making sure not to touch your little nubs
>Even though it would feel so good to do it..
>No! No! That's the path that leads to debauchery and profligacy! 
>You wipe a leg, then the other
>Then you bring the towel to your groin
>And that's when you lose control
>The simple contact of the cloth against your throbbing shaft sends a wave of pleasure up your spine, the which you've never felt before
>And you unceremoniously fall on your ass as an effeminate moan escapes your lips
"O-oohh, fuck!"
>You stay that way, unmoving, keeping it pressed against your shaft as it throbs and spurts pre into it
>W-what the fuck--
>A giggle interrupts your train of thoughts
>You slowly turn to see your wife having the time of her life
>"Are you okay?"
>You simply groan
>"I didn't know you could make these kind of sounds, it was kinda cute~,"
"It was not--Nngh~,"
>You try to stifle this one but with little success, the mere feeling of fabric stroking the underside of your pride is far more than you can take
>"Awww,"
>FUCK!
>"You know you could simply tell me that you were wrong, tell me you're sorry, let me take it back and then you could make love to your wife, mh?"
>Making love to your wife sounds fine right now
>Sounds really good
>But you stop yourself as your mouth opens up
"NO! I said I'd cope with it, and I will!"
>She rolls her eyes and groans in exasperation
>"You and your stupid pride, ugh!"
"T-this isn't about pride--"
>"Yes! Yes it is! You could've avoided all of this by doing your job as a husband and bucked your mare while she was in heat!"
>Her words sends more images in your brain, and even some videos
>"Look at you! You can barely stand!"
"I-I'm fine!"
>It takes you some effort, but you do find it in yourself to stand up

>Even if your dick is throbbing like crazy and your crown is literally dripping with need
>Her eyes flick between your pride and your face as she raises an eyebrow
"T-this is nothing, I can--NGHhh!"
>Her horn flashes and you feel her magic gives your shaft the softest of caresses imaginable 
>Your hips buck and your entire body tremble at the sensation, but you somehow stand your ground
>You groan and lift your head to look at her
>And she takes it as a challenge
>Another flash of her horn, another caress
>But this one doesn't stop there, instead forming a loose grip around your head before pulling back, all the way to the base
"F-fuckkkkkkkk!"
>You fall again
>You don't understand, this shouldn't be happening
>This shouldn't feel so good
>How is this possible?!
>She keeps her magical grip around your cock as she starts trotting towards you
>"Come on, Anon, let's stop this nonsense and--"
"More..."
>It takes you a moment to realize that this wasn't the word you tried to push out
>And it takes her a moment to realize that you didn't mean to say that
>To ask for more
>Your eyes are as wide as her, both blinking in surprise
>Before you finally find the presence of mind to try and correct the shot
"N-no, I-I meant, I can--Nhhh~!"
>You throw your head back as her grip tightens around you
"T-twilight~!"
>The pictures come back
>More than ever
>Dicks, dicks, dicks, balls, more dicks
>Your mind is full of beautiful, big, throbbing shafts and spurting crowns of all shapes and sizes
>Big balls and small floppy shafts, small balls and long, thin rods, big heavy horsecocks with balls the size of your fists
>There's actually a lot of those
>"What is it~?"
>Again, it's a question
>But it's not

>Your hands find your knees and you groan once more as her magic spreads across your entire length
>"I can't help you unless you tell me how, Anon~,"
>She's gone mad
>She's possessed by the devil!
>The mare you love! She's not this kind of degenerate! She wouldn't have sex for FUN, right?!
>And still, it's her voice flowing in your ears
>It's her magic molesting you
>It's her eyes staring into yours
"S-stop, Twilight, pleas--ah!"
>"Stop? But you just asked for more silly! Make up your mind already,"
>You don't like this patronizing tone
>You don't like this situation!
>You don't like the fact that her face is getting closer and closer to yours
>And you moan again as her lips touch yours, and your hips buck as her magic works on your dick
>And you hate it all!
>But most of all, you hate it when she pulls back and breaks the kiss
>So you whine in protest
>And her smirk widens ever so slightly
>"Oh? Did you like that?"
>You can't keep your eyes on hers
>She's the one making you think of all these things
>She's the reason why your mind is flooded with disgusting, wonderful thoughts
>"It's okay Anon, I understand how you feel,"
>Does she?
>She does, right?
>So why not give up and--
>Her snoot closes in once again, not to kiss, but to simply nuzzle against the side of your face
>It's more than enough to make your heart leap
>It's enough, and it's not enough
>You need more
>So much more
>"This pressure building inside of you, these pictures flooding your mind, you can't think of anything else but 'that', right?"
>Her face slowly dives down, and you shudder as you feel her lips press against your neck
>And she hums knowingly
>"And having the one you love so close to you is driving you mad, mhh? And you want more, and more, and even if he gives you more-"
>She brings a hoof on the other side of your face and cups your cheek as she kisses you once again
>"It's simply not enough, it's never enough... right?"
>You can't help but lean into her touch
>This is too much

"T-Twili-ahn~!"
>The warm ethereal field grows again and engulfs your balls
>"Shhh, it's okay, I'm here for you~,"
"P-please, Twilight, I need--Ah!"
>This throb was the biggest yet
>Maybe the biggest of your entire life
>And her eyes tell you that she felt it through her magic
>"I know, Anon, I know what you need~,"
>Yes
>You need it
>You can't take it
>This is far too much
>You are but a man of flesh and bones
>"But you have to tell me, I want to hear it, I want to hear you beg for it,"
>There's a voice in your brain screeching autistically 
>Something about heresy and not doing it or you'll forever be a faggot
>But it's so far away, and her voice sounds so much better
>"Tell me Anon, what do you need, what do you want~,"
"I-I need, Twilight, I want..."
>"Yes, go on~!"
"G-give me... your big fat cock, please, I need it!"
>She freezes
>And her eyes blink
>Once
>Twice
>Her smile stays there, but this obviously wasn't part of her plan
>"My... cock...?"
"Y-yes, please, Twilight, I love you, I want-no, I need your cock, please I beg you, give me your cock!"
>Her soft expression turns to disgust
>"What the fuck?! Ew, no! Anon, just, no! That's fucking gay! Ewwww!"