New Vacation
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-Auction is for the character in blue.
-SB: $30
-Male only
-Pony, Unicorn, Pegasus or Bat Pony (wings won't be visible)
-All pieces will be inked and colored. $70 and above gets simple shading and highlights as well.
ETA: 1 week
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New Vacation
With a frustrated grunt, the stallion threw the ticket across the room, watching bounce off the wall with a dull thud. A whole two months of vacation scrapped. The island trip had been ready for ages, warm sand, rolling waves, beautiful mares. He would have left tomorrow, and been in paradise a day later. Not now though. The resort company was having some kind of corporate meltdown, which meant anything involving the island was shuttered until further notice. By some miracle the tickets had been refundable, but now his vacation seemed to be cursed. No matter what alternative he thought of there always seemed to be something ruling it out. Was he really stuck here?
His eyes drifted down to a brochure sticking out beneath some clutter on his desk. He pulled it free, turning it over in his hoof. Right, "Still Lagoon, water park and amusements." Ace, his longtime friend from...he couldn't remember actually. Whatever. Ace had been trying to sell him on this place for months. Trying and failing. What was he, 10? Ace had just laughed. This place was different, he knew he'd like it. Yeah right. The park looked nice enough in the brochure, but nothing special. He couldn't tell what Ace was on about. Plus half the pictures seemed like they were missing. Printer error probably. What a sign of quality. But it did have sand. And sun.
Hmmm.
Well, what the hell, it was only a short drive away, and he could always bail if it was dumb. Which it probably was.
Two hours later, he stood in line outside the park gates. Ahead at the ticket check the line of guests was being split, some to a blue door, some to an orange one. Some kind of VIP pass probably. He showed his ticket and the friendly stallion behind the counter punched it and pointed him toward the door matching his ticket: orange. Once inside, he was pointed toward one of a series of small rooms. One door in, one door out. Weird. Some kind of welcome thing? The door he had entered through closed behind him, and a large panel TV started to play a cheerful welcome video. Yup. Well, this was dumb. But whatever, it couldn't go on for long. How many safety reminders could they possibly-
He blinked. When had the TV shut off? When had he sat down on the bench at the back of the room? He felt like he had been sitting for a long time. Good thing the bench was so comfortable. The door opposite the one he had entered from lit up with a cheery "exit" light, and he took its advice, pulling himself off the bench and stepping through the door, straight into the bright sunlight of the park.
He winced, blinking as his eyes adjusted. But when they did, he liked what he saw. Some impressive slides, several tide pools, and not too far away, nestled along the edge of a "lazy river," very respectable attempt at a beach. The guests seemed strange somehow, and as he picked his way through them, he realized why. No foals or fillies. No mares either, unfortunately. Just stallions, mostly his age or a bit older. Strange. Was this what Ace had meant?
He realized he had been working his way to the "beach" when he reached it, several wide, white lounge chairs sunk contentedly into the sand at intervals. A pony was waving from one. ACE?!
Ace grinned as he approached, and the stallion braced himself for a clever "told ya so." But it never came. Instead, the larger stallion shifted in his seat, revealing a very stiff, very eager cock resting against his thigh. 'Hey slut, come over her and get your lips around this.'
The stallion blinked. The hell?! W-what was, wha-. His mouth starting on some kind of refusal. But the words seemed to crash into each other before they hit his throat, and all that came out was a confused, pitiful mumble. Ace stared, his words more stern and insistent now. 'I said, get over here and SUCK.'
There was a TUG at that last word, and the stallion suddenly found himself moving, walking, slowly, but unstoppably, toward Ace. He was still struggling to talk, to refuse, to understand what was happening, but every step made it harder and harder, and soon he felt like he was drifting, warm and happy. He felt himself sit on the warm sand beside Ace's chair. And then, with a blush, he lowered his head between his friend's legs, gently bobbing as he sucked Ace's thick, warm cock.
"Was wondering when you'd show up." Ace said from somewhere above him. "Took the suggestions a lot longer than usual to work. You must have really wanted that island trip. Don't worry though, I'll make sure you have plenty of fun here."
Ace's words didn't make sense anymore, but that was ok. They sounded nice. A dull smile spread over the obedient stallion between Ace's legs. His thoughts were simpler now, slower. But what was left was very, very sure was was going to enjoy his new vacation.
-SB: $30
-Male only
-Pony, Unicorn, Pegasus or Bat Pony (wings won't be visible)
-All pieces will be inked and colored. $70 and above gets simple shading and highlights as well.
ETA: 1 week
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New Vacation
With a frustrated grunt, the stallion threw the ticket across the room, watching bounce off the wall with a dull thud. A whole two months of vacation scrapped. The island trip had been ready for ages, warm sand, rolling waves, beautiful mares. He would have left tomorrow, and been in paradise a day later. Not now though. The resort company was having some kind of corporate meltdown, which meant anything involving the island was shuttered until further notice. By some miracle the tickets had been refundable, but now his vacation seemed to be cursed. No matter what alternative he thought of there always seemed to be something ruling it out. Was he really stuck here?
His eyes drifted down to a brochure sticking out beneath some clutter on his desk. He pulled it free, turning it over in his hoof. Right, "Still Lagoon, water park and amusements." Ace, his longtime friend from...he couldn't remember actually. Whatever. Ace had been trying to sell him on this place for months. Trying and failing. What was he, 10? Ace had just laughed. This place was different, he knew he'd like it. Yeah right. The park looked nice enough in the brochure, but nothing special. He couldn't tell what Ace was on about. Plus half the pictures seemed like they were missing. Printer error probably. What a sign of quality. But it did have sand. And sun.
Hmmm.
Well, what the hell, it was only a short drive away, and he could always bail if it was dumb. Which it probably was.
Two hours later, he stood in line outside the park gates. Ahead at the ticket check the line of guests was being split, some to a blue door, some to an orange one. Some kind of VIP pass probably. He showed his ticket and the friendly stallion behind the counter punched it and pointed him toward the door matching his ticket: orange. Once inside, he was pointed toward one of a series of small rooms. One door in, one door out. Weird. Some kind of welcome thing? The door he had entered through closed behind him, and a large panel TV started to play a cheerful welcome video. Yup. Well, this was dumb. But whatever, it couldn't go on for long. How many safety reminders could they possibly-
He blinked. When had the TV shut off? When had he sat down on the bench at the back of the room? He felt like he had been sitting for a long time. Good thing the bench was so comfortable. The door opposite the one he had entered from lit up with a cheery "exit" light, and he took its advice, pulling himself off the bench and stepping through the door, straight into the bright sunlight of the park.
He winced, blinking as his eyes adjusted. But when they did, he liked what he saw. Some impressive slides, several tide pools, and not too far away, nestled along the edge of a "lazy river," very respectable attempt at a beach. The guests seemed strange somehow, and as he picked his way through them, he realized why. No foals or fillies. No mares either, unfortunately. Just stallions, mostly his age or a bit older. Strange. Was this what Ace had meant?
He realized he had been working his way to the "beach" when he reached it, several wide, white lounge chairs sunk contentedly into the sand at intervals. A pony was waving from one. ACE?!
Ace grinned as he approached, and the stallion braced himself for a clever "told ya so." But it never came. Instead, the larger stallion shifted in his seat, revealing a very stiff, very eager cock resting against his thigh. 'Hey slut, come over her and get your lips around this.'
The stallion blinked. The hell?! W-what was, wha-. His mouth starting on some kind of refusal. But the words seemed to crash into each other before they hit his throat, and all that came out was a confused, pitiful mumble. Ace stared, his words more stern and insistent now. 'I said, get over here and SUCK.'
There was a TUG at that last word, and the stallion suddenly found himself moving, walking, slowly, but unstoppably, toward Ace. He was still struggling to talk, to refuse, to understand what was happening, but every step made it harder and harder, and soon he felt like he was drifting, warm and happy. He felt himself sit on the warm sand beside Ace's chair. And then, with a blush, he lowered his head between his friend's legs, gently bobbing as he sucked Ace's thick, warm cock.
"Was wondering when you'd show up." Ace said from somewhere above him. "Took the suggestions a lot longer than usual to work. You must have really wanted that island trip. Don't worry though, I'll make sure you have plenty of fun here."
Ace's words didn't make sense anymore, but that was ok. They sounded nice. A dull smile spread over the obedient stallion between Ace's legs. His thoughts were simpler now, slower. But what was left was very, very sure was was going to enjoy his new vacation.
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