By the way, every pony (to my knowledge) in this picture is male
Rules as follows:
No Autism (as in don't be an idiot)
No shitty denial circlejerking
NO FURFAG SHIT
That means no regular show shit either
No sandland shit
No SJWs allowed (ironic or unironic. This is still going to be called TRAP tickler no matter what)
Tea party... and desserts
Anything that breaks the stuff said above should be reported on sight (I know, I know, but you might as well do your part)
http://pastebin.com/UgrPe5Vz Rules pastebin that's a must read and includes the way to the IRC (please join, it's lonely in there)
http://pastebin.com/eLpLVYTc How to avoid women
And funny enough, Twilight and her clone are pretty curious about the new thread
Also, yes, I use Burichan
>"What produces the most intense 'eep!'?", that was the question on Coffee Cream's mind
>He recruited some test subjects, 2 girly colts, and 2 regular colts, along with a manly stallion and 2 dresses.
>He dressed one girly colt in a dress, one regular colt in a dress, and left the rest with no dress
>For the experiment, he let the manly stallion boop all the colts on the butt
>In conclusion, the girly colt in the dress made the most intense eep, the girly colt not in the dress made the 2nd most intense, regular colt in the dress 3rd, and regular colt not in the dress made the least intense eep
And in the end, they all hugged each other
>Tfw still a fucking tea drinker
>mfw I will never have fresh coffee beans delivered to me by coffee cream
Chibi Coffee Cream
He has a nice butt
because i like black line art.
Also this is a nice comfy thread... i want to draw more for it if is ok with everyone
>can never have too many drawfags
okay i will do my best
another pic, is my
i see if i can draw more tomorrow, goodnight /trap/
i heard through the grapevine that were lacking in images of good ol' Herbal. so i tried to draw him with eyebrows
don't think it turned out too well. also please ignore file name.
thought about doing this ever since the trap club was mentioned.
honestly guys, its not a real clu unless someone is working a turn table.
That's because they are more fragile. Hallow bones and what not. They gatta be careful so the don't snap in half when they trip and fall.
but the real reason is because they are the master race.
Lord of the Traps. By Goldie "William" Brisk
What could Silvy be planning to do with Goldie?
So, what do you think trap horse will dress up as for Halloween?
same way you would when you do anything
Be Short Fuse
>Be in the prison GYM
>Be trying to use your magic to lift one weight
>And you are sweating and tired
>This is true misery
>When will Anon get tired of this?!
>It feels like you’ve been here doing weights and abdominals with Anon and Iron Curtain forever!
>At least Iron Curtain was impressed that you tried lifting this time
>Well, using your magic counts, right?
>Anon was in his rhythm, lifting not one, but two weights of 20 ounces in each hand!
“I still can’t believe you can handle so much weight Anon!”
>Anon stopped counting so he could answer you
>”Oh? It’s no big deal, back in my world I used to lift daily. It just became a habit for me”
>Iron Curtain’s ears perk up and he comes closer
>”I like your spirit Anon, I really do. Not everyone in the prison just tries to lift 20 ounces; most can’t even lift 10 ounces!”
>Anon was slowing his rhythm, maybe he got tired?
>”Oh really? I thought some of the prisoners at least lifted… I mean, there is that dragon that helps the chef... Fray was his name if I remember correctly”
“Fry… isn’t the type of dragon to lift. He’s more of a calm one, like I told you before; he spends his time reading books”
>Good thing the library is fire-proof…
>”I bet Fry could lift at least 15 ounces if he wanted to!” said Iron Curtain barely managing to maintain an indoor voice
“Yeah, if he wanted. But the prison GYM is optional for everyone. So that’s that”
>Anon continued counting from zero again. Such determination…
>”So Anon, sorry for interrupting your counting but I’m curious, where are you from exactly? The warden said you were a ‘Homan’, right?”
>Once again, Anon stopped counting out loud and answered Iron Curtain while still lifting”
>”I don’t know if told you that I came from another dimension or world. But where I came from is called ‘Earth’, and it’s a very different place from this world. And I’m… I was questing to find a way back to my home world, but it’s been a couple months already and I’m losing hope”
>”Oh, sorry. Sometimes I forget that I’m the only human in this place… Makes me think … why me? Was it… destiny? I can’t find the reasons. It seems…. Hopeless. But I really don’t care anymore… The past is in the past, right?”
>Iron Curtain drops his weights on the ground in that instant and grabs Anon’s shoulders with his hands
>”Don’t you DARE lose hope, Anon! What if there is a chance? Even the most tiny opportunity, you must never lost hope. If you work harder to get something, you’ll get it. Anything is possible, comrade!”
>You move closer to Anon and look at him in the eyes, secretly grateful for an excuse to stop lifting that infernal weight
“What Iron Curtain is saying is true, Anon. There is always hope! Even if you can’t see good things in your future, that doesn’t mean they aren’t there! Hold on to hope…”
>”The darker the night…”
“…The more glorious the dawn”
“And, even if you don’t find anything… you have us… You could stay with us if…”
>Anon lets out a big sigh and interrupts you
>” Like I said, it’s all in the past, I don’t really care anymore. If it happened for some reason, it happened. Can we get back to the training?”
>[Urge to hug Anon intensifies]
>Iron Curtain smiles apologetically at Anon
>”You really… are a tough guy. I’ll never talk about this again or bring up the topic of homans again. I’m sorry”
>Anon continues lifting his weights while talking with Iron Curtain
>”What about you, Iron? Where are you from?”
>”Oh well, I’m from the very north-east of here, in a place very forgotten called Dorama. There lives the rest of my family, and we are quite numerous! Some have really good skills in magic!”
“Some of your family members still use those ugly purple robes? Those things have been out of fashion for centuries”
>It seems you caught Iron Curtain off guard with your comment, and you catch a flash of anger in his eyes
>”Hey! Watch that! Those robes have magic in them!”
“…Still out of fashion”
>There it was again, those eyes of ‘I swear to my minotaur god if you don’t stop I’ll…’
>You just stick your tongue comically out at him
>Right, you were the warden… but when it comes to fashion, you really had to say your opinions!
>Anon stops lifting and puts his weights on the floor
>”Welp. I’m tired of lifting… Fuse, can we go to the next part of the tour? I want to see all the prison in one day, if you don’t mind”
“Sure Anon, we can go to the Spa next to relax from the training”
>”Ah, that’s cool. I’ll go put on my prison clothes; it was nice lifting with you, Iron Curtain”
>”Same, comrade! you can visit the prison GYM whenever you feel like it, I’m always here. Except when I eat lunch of course”
>Both of them high five each other and Iron Curtain leaves both of you
>”I’ll change first if you don’t mind, Fuse”
“…Sure, I don’t mind! Just… are you... okay?”
>Anon stares at you for a moment but then quickly turns around to the opposite direction
>”Warden, forget about /that/ conversation we had before, okay? That never happened”
>He turns around again and says a simple “thanks” to you. You could feel depression in his tone…
>And with that he went to the lockers to change clothes
>Was Anon… holding back tears?
>Well, if you were in his position… if you were in his world… like he is in yours…
>Just thinking about being the last one of your species in a world who you don’t know…
>Trying your best to look for clues of why you are here…
>Missing your family, friends, everyone from your world…
>All the achievements you made so far… everything gone…
>A few tears spill out from your eyes
>…If Anon isn’t going to cry, at least you should cry for him…
are getting saucy in the GYM
Also, wasn't there another writefag in this thread?
you ever see lemonpuffs? I can unf to a bit bigger than that
>Be drinking some water after the training session at the GYM
>You really said things that you never wanted to say
>Really, like… Caring about being the last human…
>You cared before, now you don’t. Crying doesn’t get you anywhere
>At this point everyone from your world has probably forgotten about you
>Or maybe you were erased from the continuity of your world and you never existed there
>That… that doesn’t make you feel better
>Whatever... It’s no use thinking about that, just move on your new life
>…Or maybe you were here to start from the beginning?
>…It’s no use thinking about this, it just doesn’t matter…
<Hey, at least now you forgot about Pancho and that disappearing cookie
>…So that’s what I was trying to forget… God damn it narrator
<I just wanted a line in this chapter. Sorry!
>…Let’s pretend you didn’t hear that
>Ugh, you really need a shower after this training; good you weren’t using your prison uniform. But still, you were sweating like a pig
>At least the Spa will calm you
>Okay, prison uniform on…
>And just in time, Short Fuse comes into the locker room as you finished putting on your uniform
“Hey Fuse, sorry for taking so long! You can change if you wan-“
>Short Fuse tackles you with an unexpected hug
“…Short Fuse, are you… okay?”
>All you could hear were whimpers and sighs
>What is the big deal?
“Fuse… is something the matter? Why are you-“
>He was muffling words in your chest…
>You can’t help but hug the unbelievably huggable creature back
>The embrace between both of you is… warm
>Well of course genius, you both were sweating from the training…
>But something… something wasn’t right…
>Why is Short Fuse crying all of the sudden?
“Fuse? Are you… okay?”
>Still no clear answer
>...Maybe he really wanted a hug?… but that doesn’t explain the crying...
>…He slowly breaks the hug and stops crying
>You two look at each other in the eyes
“Well… get into your usual warden uniform and let’s go. I’ll wait with you here”
>You take a seat nearby while you wait for him to change
>It seems that your words were doing something to Fuse; he stopped crying and was just staring very blankly at you…
>Oh but now he’s undressing...
>A pony undressing… it’s kind of silly
>Fuse gives you a playful smirk
>”Are you enjoying the show or something?”
>That cheeky little…
>Two can play at that game!
“Why yes, I am. Care to dance a little while undressing? Slow dances are best”
>You caught him completely off guard, and he blushes fiercely
>”I-I’m not a tail lifter!”
“Oh? Don’t worry, you can be a stripper!”
>”What’s a… stripper?”
>Oh great, ponies don’t know what it means to be a stripper. You could…
“Well, back at my world a stripper was someone who worked with clothes and they…
>Short Fuse stares blankly at you again…
>”I could… be your stripper then, if you want”
>Okay, you are playing with fire now…. There is a line where you should stop and you have clearly passed it…
>…but let’s keep going and see what happens!
“Mind undressing slowly then?”
>”If that’s… what you want…”
>Using his magic, Short Fuse starts removing his shirt
<Lewding the warden? Whoa Anon, way to go!
>He removes his shirt a little self consciously
>He’s even worse when he starts removing the shorts
“You can stop, I was just teasing you. Just put your clothes on and let’s go to the Spa”
>You were about to get up of your seat but Short Fuse shakes his head firmly, still blushing hard
>”You asked for this and you’re going to take this. You aren’t leaving until I’m done!”
>Using his magic, he stops you and forces you back to your seat
>Damn it, you were feeling really heavy… you can’t move an inch with his magic blanketing you like this… he really is good at magic
<So you wanna play with magic? Boy, you should know what you’re falling for
>GO AWAY KATY PERRY, THIS ISN’T THE TIME
>With his magic focused on you, now Fuse has to remove his shorts with his hooves…
>And he is so damn close to you...
>You gulp and watch as he slowly removes his shorts
>He gives you a good view of his butt and tail…
>And now he removes each one of his socks one by one
>This is fine… everything is fine…
>Short Fuse finishes undressing and comes really close to you…
>Oh come on! Ponies can’t be that lewd! Right? ….Right!?
>Short Fuse slowly approaches your face
>You are sweating… not for the training session for sure…
>He goes to your ear and takes a breath before whispering to you something
>”Now you’ll watch me dress me up. S l o w l y. . . Starting with my lower uniform part”
>YOU NEED AN ADULT
<Short Fuse IS an adult!
>His tail moves along your while Short Fuse starts to give you bedroom eyes
>”I can be your personal stripper, anytime you want~”
>N-No homo right?
>”Now… I think I got a better idea”
>With a portion of his magic, Short Fuse levitates his uniform and puts it in between your legs
>…What is he going to-
>”Maybe /you/ could help me dress up? Join the act, come on~”
>He thinks… this is an act? Oh god this pony is a good actor
>”Come on, we don’t have much time, time is gold Anon~”
>You feel like your arms aren’t heavy anymore… you can move them now
>He wants you to dress him...
>”Come on, start”
>Both of you are blushing, but he doesn’t want to stop right here…
>You grab the pants of his uniform and Short Fuse nods at you
>”Ah, nice choice Anon”
>He turns around and raises one hoof near your leg
>Fuck it, this isn’t too lewd and you are enjoying this. To hell with it, why not?
>You grab his leg before starting to dress him
>Short Fuse yelps out a quiet ‘eep’
>This will be over soon… you focus your strength in doing this and-
>”Hey warden before you two guys go I forget to-“
>Well… this is awkward
>”By Markwin I didn’t know you two were so close each other…”
>Short Fuse is red. Not just red… He is the red!
>”I-I-I-IRON CURTAIN! THIS ISN’T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! IT’S JUST… AN ACT! WE WERE ACTING FOR…”
>Well, this was your fault. Maybe you should help him
“We were acting for a scene for the new guard recruits… You know, this… is a scene against a terrorist! And what Short Fuse is doing is that he is the hero of the act that locks the bad terrorist in the prison!”
>”That doesn’t… explain well…”
“Acts are for art! Do you know art? Do you? No? Then, you’ll never know the message of this act!”
>Yeah… the message is never try lewding the warden…
>”If you… say so… I’m… okay, that’s an act! Of course I knew! Pff, I knew the warden was dramatic, but that was seriously something different!”
>Short Fuse magic stops holding you down and you stand up
“Well, now the act is done. We are going to the Spa now! Right Fuse? Right! Cya later Iron Curtain!”
>”Well I’ll see you laaa-“
>With haste you pick up Short Fuse and run outside the prison GYM, no matter the warden didn’t put all his clothes on
Be Iron Curtain
>The warden ran away with Anon without you giving him the message…
>The mail guard arrived with a letter just for Fuse
>This letter seems important… the mail guard seemed really desperate
>Well, since Fuse is taking a tour with a new prisoner… Maybe giving the letter to someone else who can deliver it to him later would be a good idea
>Oh right, his personal assistant…
>But where was she now?
>Ugh, you never want to close your GYM, but for today you’ll do it
>Well, if you didn’t find her, you could always put the letter in the warden’s office
>Hmmm, wonder what the letter says?
I guess i'll update in a few days.
I can't stand Uni right now, much homework to do.
Quick question, what's the best halloween/Nightmare Night costume for a trap to wear?
>what's the best halloween/Nightmare Night costume for a trap to wear?
something fabulous of course
also, i'm enjoying the story so far, take all the time you need
Li- like this sempai?
Probubly have plans for Saturday night. have a spooky doodle in the meantime
Is he spooky?
Not with THAT attitude. Give it a whirl Mitch, we promise not to mock you
It's still October silly, it's too early for this kind of thing
unless you are that one guy whip it's up his Christmas decorations on Halloween. There's always that ONE GUY
>Friday night comes around again
>you head over to vinyls to have some drinks and listen to music
>there's no Internet or tv in equestria so music has really moved up on your to do list.
>it often just becomes a power hr.
>he was your first friend since coming to ponyville
>not counting pinkie pie ofcorse...
>she'd probably have a kanipshin if she heard she wasn't your first friend...
>but he's always been there
>he treated you like a normal pony, despite not being a pony at all.
>vinyl has been acting a little strange lately, though
>it's had you woried.
>he's been acting more distant then usual.
>seeming to keep quiet around you
>and acting more awkward on your Friday night binges
>you decided to grab him something to cheer him up
>blue's new album just came out and you doubted he had time to grab it, seeing as it sold out within the first hour.
>being the awesome friend you are, you happened to find a way to reserve one.
>you entered the DJ's house unannounced.
>chances are he wouldn't hear you knock anyway.
>to your surprise, vinyl was sitting on the couch
"Oh, h-hey anon. You're a little later then usual. I was starting to worry you wouldn't show. N-Not that I was counting or anything! Heh.."
> man, what's with him... something must have him in a real funk...
"Yeah, sorry about that, I had to make a quick stop back at my place to grab something
"Come on man, what did you get, booze? You know my fridge is always stocked..."
"Heh, nah, it's something else..."
> you pull the record out from your bag
>it's wrapped in a purple metallic foil
>his favorite color
>his eyes lot up at the display
"Before you ask, it's a gift.. you've been seeming a little off lately, and thought something might be up. So I got you this to cheer you up"
>vinyls eyes never left yours throughout the explanation.
>he walked towards you with a big goofy grin on his face
>you held the record out expectantly
>waiting for him to take it in his magic
>to your surprise, however, he didn't take it.
>he walked past the record and promptly stood on his hind legs
>his hooves wrapped around your waist as he muzzled your stomach
"Aw... anon, you didn't have to do that... really..."
"I know I didn't have to... but I can't let my bro mope around all day... it's the least I could do"
>Vinyl broke the hug, and looked up at you with an almost hurt expression
"Y-yeah... thanks bro..."
>He took the record in his magic and made his way back to the couch, quickly downing a shot he had poured himself some time ago
HE'S BACK HE'S
notBLACK IS JOHN CE- I MEAN HERBAL GRAPE!
Time doesn't affect girly colt, other than getting dirt on him
Probably gracious grass.
I'll wet your trap
Let's see how well this exports...
The eep would be heard worldwide, desu senpai
>first time giving this thread the time of day
>looking at the content which im sure is old
"huh.. maybe i should lurk a bit"
>getting more erect
"what are you doing!"
>"its to late anon.."
This is how people get beaten/killed. Sad but true.
If you're a trap, always let them know what they're getting into before you get into it, and always carry pepper spray or a tazer. Psychos are out there, and people have definitely killed before for having their masculinity & sexuality threatened.
Though for me personally if I was with what I thought was a woman and got "trapped", my dick would grow 3 sizes that day and become hard enough to shatter Wolverine's skeleton.
>tfw no qt ladyboy to snuggle.
>tfw I have no face.
That's the end. Vinyl realized his bro would never be more then his bro. And he still sleeps alone every night, wishing to just have someone close. Someone he could press his back into and be held by.