My Little Pony Novels & Stories

Ariel said goodbye to her mother and got out of the car only to be greeted by the nicest, but also most aggressive girl at school. Her name is Polly. She's a white girl with blonde hair and hazel eyes. She was incredibly nice, but talk about her friends or her weight and you may as well say your prayers. Polly loved her body and how her hips were meant to sway like an ocean and not a river. She didn't mind her triple D's either. She embraced every part of her body without the care of all the eyes watching her. Polly and Ariel met in freshman year and they liked each other's attitudes about things.

“You’re close, aren't you? If I dipped my hand down there, I just know I’d find you soaked.” More moans spilled from my lips, shameful and sweet. “Do you want me to make you cum?” I wanted to scream yes. I wanted to beg him for it. The orgasm was approaching like a freight train, and I knew it would be earth-shattering. And then his words struck me. ‘Little Hunter’. The fog snapped. I shoved off him with a burst of hysterical strength, my heart stuttering as I spun around to face the male who’d almost brought me to climax.

"And who is that, petty? Your precious little friend, Mary? You think she's going to swoop in and save you?" My smile widened, a mischievous gaze in my eyes. "No," I said, a hint of happiness in my voice. "Not Mary. You see, I wasn't talking about a person at all. I was talking about something much more powerful than any mortal being." Aric scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Now you're just being ridiculous, Kira. What could possibly be more powerful than me?" "The moon," Kira whispered, her voice dropping to a low murmur. "The blood moon is rising, and with it comes a power that you cannot hope to match."

"Help me." A faint sound was heard. However, Jessy was confused because there was only one in that place except for her. She heard the voice over and over again. Then he turned his attention back to the light. Then approaching, Jessy stared intensely at the bright light and was so surprised when she saw a little elf being crushed by the leaves right at her feet that it was difficult for her to stand up. The girl immediately fell to the ground. She felt strange, his childhood memories were playing when he wished to meet a fairy and now it came true but it was like a dream for him. She rubbed his eyes repeatedly and pinched his cheeks to make sure it was real.

The angry voice muttered as it dissipated into thin air. Madeline looked around the pain in her head seemed to as stopped, she looked at saw Meara standing on the side, completely healed. "You..you are you healed so fast, is it a elf thing.." Meara shook her head and pointed at the white ball floating around Madeline. "You did very...with your powers who knows what would have happened if you choose to listen to vesper.." The little white ball floated, it tiny voice sounding like squeaking mouse. Madeline cupped the little white ball in her hands, surveying it cautiously. Who knows it might be a wolf in sheep's skin.

I wanted more of it. "Strip." My hands shook as I pushed the robe off my shoulders. It pooled around my knees. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the briefs and slid them down, kicking them away. I was completely naked now. The cool air kissed my skin and made my nipples tighten. "Good," the voice murmured. It sounded closer this time. He had moved. "You still know how to follow orders, little prince." My breath caught. That nickname. No one here was supposed to know it, and to think, it sounded familiar. And fuck, it turned me on even more. My cock filled completely. My cock was heavy and aching between my thighs.

"Mrs. Kate next door is going to watch you today, okay? Just for a few hours. I need to go to work today." "But mum, you promised to stay home today with me." He said, voice small, and it made my heart feel heavy. I had promised to stay home today with him to make up for not attending his school's PTR meeting, last week. "I promise baby, just for today. I'll get you lots of goodies. I promise. Then maybe we could go to the park this weekend. Good?" He raised a brow, brushing a strand of his hair backwards. He pouted out, and I had to exhale to relive myself. Four years old, and he's quite understandable…..or pretending to be. His hazel eyes catching a glint of sunlight.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

“Meet Misfit,” Luke says helpfully, though he’s already halfway to the window, peeking out at the helicopter pad like there might be something interesting going on. There’s not. His own stuffed toy is dangling at his side like a discarded piece of cloth. The poor dinosaur doesn’t get an introduction. “He’s a secret demon warlock and knows how to use a sword.” Leyla squeals. “That’s so cool!” “And this is Princess Pixelbrain,” Lili says, proudly holding up her bunny like a sacred offering. “She has her own tiara, does ballet, and probably runs an empire. Also, she likes cheese puffs.”

Lately everyone had been on Haley's case since she brought up potentially leaving. She had to talk about this with someone, so she tapped out a message and hit send. Haley: Kiddo finally said what she wanted for her birthday. Merida: ? Jennifer: A pony? Jennifer: Love them when they're little. When they get to be 21 they're assholes. Merida: You have a pony? Merida: They live to be that old? Jennifer: Where the fuck would I keep a pony? Jennifer: I'm talking about little girls.