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!.7WdLd240M 06/18/11(Sat)19:40 No.26954147>>26953894
“Well,” said Rarity. “Do you suppose it might be genetic somehow? Or perhaps the magic is influenced by pure force of personality?”
“You mean...,” Applejack started to speak. “You mean, because Pinkie Pie’s a real character, a real extroverted sort of character, then that’s why she’s got a big ol’ honkin’ willy? And because Fluttershy is so shy then she’s just that itty bitty little thing?”
“Precisely,” Rarity said. “At least that’s my theory. Perhaps it can be extended further. To other traits.”
“Such as?” AJ asked skeptically.
“Class. Beauty. Refinement. A certain je ne sais quoi.”
“Oh, I see,” Applejack said. “So a pretty girl from a rich family who went to finishing school would have a bigger willy then some ugly poor backwards girl from the middle of nowhere.”
“Could be,” said Rarity.
“So what you’re saying is, you think you got a bigger one than I have.”
“Ahh! Applejack!” Rarity acted offended. “I’ve never said you were ugly.”
“That tears it. I’m betting mine is bigger than yours, and this whole cockamamie theory of yours is a bunch of bumpkis. I ain’t got refinement or money or Jenny St. Croix. But we sure pack some heat in my family. So you show me yours, an ah’ll show you mine, and it’ll all be settled.”
“Well, I never!” Rarity said. She looked around. Except for herself, AJ, Dash and Twilight, everybody was in a state of undress and enjoying passionate sex. Even a grunting Pinkie was hammering her cock into a squeaking, giggling Fluttershy on the table right next to them. “On the other hand, I suppose we’ll see sooner or later tonight. Are you sure you’re ready? You’re... up... for a satisfactory comparison?”
“Oh, believe you me, missy. I’m rearin’ to go.” |
