He had checked the address over a dozen times at this point. He’d already been a careful guy before the world had changed–now it just benefited him more to double, triple, and quadruple-check everything. Wandering into the wrong building was likely to get him in more trouble than just the old trespassing laws would have.



Carrie stood in front of the door, holding an o

Clearwater was never the centerpoint of…anything, really.
It was a small, backwoods town on the border of Equestria and the Capran Empire. Despite this, its residents were entirely ponies, which was impressive for a town so close to the goats’ homeland; usually border towns tended to have quite a decent population of goats as well, but Clearwater had seemed too small to attract them.
…For a while, anyway.
But one day, it had changed. Not in the way one would expect&mdash

S.S Shorebreaker Crew Audio Log Entry #43—2 Days Before Contact Lost
--Playback Initiated—

Crew 1: Yeah, so…that thing. Uh…yeah. That thing.
Crew 2: It- it got the captain, right?
Crew 1: Yep. I think. Uh…probably.
Crew 2: …You don’t seem very worried.
C1: Wha-? Oh, no I- yeah, I am, just- I mean, what am I supposed to do? He had all the instructions and the key to start the engines. We’re kinda just…floating here. Kinda hard t

“Rosa, maybe be a little quieter?” The hushed voice of an anxious fox was barely audible over the idle sounds of a busy movie theatre, specifically the line near the concession stand. Near the line, but not actually in it, was an orange fox dressed in a light coloured t-shirt and jeans, but he was accompanied by a more…robust companion.
Robust was a kind way of saying that Rosa was fat—though this wasn’t really unexpected, given she was a quadruped, and a goat to

Guard duty.
Could there have been an easier job? Probably, but right now Lance couldn’t think of one. In the peaceful land of Equestria, an attack on diplomats was virtually unheard of, so the white-furred, blue-maned unicorn was hardly worried about any trouble while he was set to guard…ambassador Yuri, according to his orders. He was to meet them—her, he assumed—at the train station, where he would accompany her on the carriage ride to Canterlot palace and escort her

Gggrrrrruuummmbbble.
It was the first thing Twilight Sparkle heard as she awoke from her peaceful slumber. The rumbling, she knew, of her own stomach. At some point it became easy to tell the difference between one’s own bodily noises and any other pony’s, even for something as universal as a hungry stomach begging for breakfast. Not being one to keep herself waiting for a good meal, she opened her eyes and lifted her hooves above her head to stretch them.
CLANK. Her hooves stoppe

Canterlot was on its highest alert in decades. The whole city was surrounded by a bubble that wouldn’t allow anyone in who wasn’t explicitly approved – even Princess Luna had to have the barrier opened for her, since the residual energy of the Tantabus would still be considered enough to block her out. The security was top-notch – no outside attacker would be able to get in.
But no one really planned for the attacker to already be in the city, of course. No one would ha

The sound of two figures walking down the hall of the apartment complex was easy to mistake for three…or perhaps even four or more people heading towards one of the upper floors. Delicate, soft hooves clomped quietly against the carpet covering the floor, while just next to their owner a set of much heavier and bigger paws slammed down noisily and heavily, soaking the carpet in a thin layer of sweat that squelched up from the fabric surface when anyone else dared to step on it. The crass

Pinkie Pie’s bedroom was quiet. It was a rarity, for the ever-energetic pink pony, but a blessing for anyone who was unfortunate to live next to her. Normally she’d party late into the night…and her parties were rarely as innocent as birthdays or holidays. She celebrated herself, and her body…and very little else. Her parties were loud, rambunctious and raw, but very rarely did anyone actually see the participants leave…or enter, half the time.
As the daylight

The Stable was definitely the type of club where just about anyone could find something to do. A large building located on the edge of the city, it sported a bar, dance floor, and a fully functioning kitchen catering to all species – but that wasn’t its most attractive feature. It was also a fetish club at night, particularly indulging the lewd fantasies of a very small group of people who had a fetish for eating people, or being eaten themselves.
Of course, such a thing wasn&rsquo

The wet slapping and moaning echoing out of the royal bedchambers had Luna cringing, but the lunar princess could only walk by while trying not to be noticed as to avoid the eye of her sister, who never closed her door. She caught a glimpse of her sister’s shapely backside, her big, pendulous greyish-white nuts swinging back and forth as she smacked her hips against some poor, whining maid’s backside, fucking her like a dog while shamelessly moaning out loud in full view of the door.

It was time to raise the sun. Equestria’s blackened sky yearned for a light to free it from the darkness so its citizens could light the day, and Luna yearned for her sister to wake up before it came late…again, for what would likely be the fourth or fifth time this month.
Celestia yawned as her internal alarm clock woke her, though whether this was actually some internal time-keeping measure that had her wake up at the right time or if she simply got hungry enough to open her eyes

As much as Jit liked having a roommate, it was nice to sometimes get him out of the apartment so he could hang out with his friend. The red squirrel really did enjoy his roommate Jake’s company, it was just a lot to handle; he was a big guy, so he wasn’t exactly quiet, but with his ‘job’ on the side it also made it pretty easy to make some time to himself.
Nick, on the other hand, wasn’t that big of a guy at all. The slim grey rabbit had a nice, toned body thanks

It was late at night when Nick finally got out of class. Brushing a hand through his grey fur, he sighed – it was already dark out, and he hated walking home in the dark…even though the street lights kept everything nice and well-lit, he couldn’t help but feel nervous when walking around like this. It also didn’t help that it was getting colder in mid-October, so he found himself shivering a little bit while his long rabbit ears flopped back against his head. “Stup

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
A big bundle of messy sheets rustled and wiggled around as the alarm clock blared, its harsh melody piercing into the ears of the bed’s occupant as it squirmed around, trying to find which way was up. After a moment, a black snout popped out from under the covers near the bedside table, the nose sniffling around for a second before a paw slipped out…a black-tipped paw that eventually became more greyish as it got thicker towards the upper parts of the leg.