Hello ye few who follow me. I kind of like this habit where I make a journal at the end of the month just to keep you guys informed about what I'm doing and where I'm at with the stuff I'm working on. How do you guys feel about this?
Anyway, current story status (as in, the one that's Twilight Sparkle and Spike doing messy things): I recently just reached a point where I've proofread and revised my own story as much as I can, so now I've sent it off to my proofreader. Usually it takes anywhere between 1-2 weeks to get it back with their remarks and suggestions, and that'll take me at least a week to revise after I get it back. So the way it's looking now, I might have it ready around the end of February... right before everyone goes on spring break! :D Honestly I don't know if that's a good thing or bad thing, but that's what it be. And of course, me being me, I tend to say things will come out by a certain date and end up pushing it back more than once, so who knows. But in the meantime, I figure I'll throw everyone a bone and give a preview as to what's going to take place in the story. The first story I published focused primarily on female scat, and the one after on male scat. This one will give (hopefully) equal attention to both. So, preview time. Enjoy!
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“Anyway, did you have a good time with the girls?” Ignoring the tingle building within her loins and the poking between her cheeks, Twilight snapped her attention back to Spike’s face. “Oh, it was lovely,” Twilight replied, stepping somewhat closer to him now that she had no fear of her dress getting wet, “We stopped by Canterlot Carousel to see Sassy Saddles, and she surprised us all with new dresses for each of us. Afterwards, we were all starving, so we stopped by the Tasty Treat to grab some lunch before the movie started.” “Tasty Treat, huh?” Spike asked as Twilight began to untie the sash at the back of her waist, and slip her arms through the straps of her dress to reveal the blue bra supporting her b-cup breasts, “The stuff’s really good there, but doesn’t it give you gas?” “Among other things,” Twilight replied, pushing her dress down her small abs and slim waistline to reveal her solid panties stretched around her hips, matching the color of the bra she wore. “You busting to take a dump then? You were saying this morning that you wanted to, but didn’t have time since you woke up late.” “Surprisingly, no, I’m not,” Twilight said, stepping toward her closet to hang up the new dress she’d taken off, “I can feel it in there, but it’s not anywhere near desperate. It’s not like that one time I’d been constipated for two days and then everything inside me suddenly wanted out during Flurryheart’s Braytism. That was a nightmare.” “Oh man, I remember that,” Spike chuckled, watching Twilight step back in front of him and reach behind her back to unhook the metal clasps of her bra, “I kind of noticed you seemed uncomfortable the whole time, but I never would have guessed that was the issue if you hadn’t told me later.” “Yeah, I was pretty close to crapping my pants in front of everypony. That would have been hard to live down if the every newspaper in Equestria had caught wind of that event,” Twilight joked, slipping the straps of her bra down her shoulders and tossing it away. Her hands massaged the surface of her soft purple breasts and darker purple nipples to relieve some of the tension they’d carried from so many hours of constraint. “Luckily my bowels have gotten a lot stronger over the years of being a dignitary. Lots of practice holding it in for hours while putting on a brave face for other ponies sake. It’s just something that comes with being a princess; I’d imagine Celestia, Luna and Cadance all have about the same dexterity in the matter, probably more than even I do.” “So, you’re just gonna hold onto it for a while then?” Spike asked. “Probably,” Twilight answered, while turned her back to Spike and slid her panties down past her waist. The thin undergarments unveiled the smooth and curvy purple globes above her thighs, a slight jiggle noticeable once her underwear tugged past the outermost curve. “But there’s something more immediate I need to get rid of first.” Leaning over with bent knees and sticking her rear end out, her tail lifted up to show off some of the dark purple flesh of her anus while Spike leaned forward and looked on with interest. Just a foot away from the dragon sitting below her, Twilight’s face tightened up as she strained just a bit. “Hmmph…” Plrrrrrrp-pt-pt The abrupt and deep sound of Twilight’s anus emitting the foul wind stored up in her cheeks rang throughout her room. The force of the gust from her behind was so strong that it blew through the hairs near the end of her tail, and even made the spines on Spikes head sway the slightest bit. “Holy toledo!” Spike chuckled as Twilight sighed and shook her hips, while her pronounced anus pulled back following her expulsion, “That was huge! I can already smell it from here. What the heck did you eat?” Twilight giggled from Spike’s commentary on the fart she’d just pushed out. While Spike caught whiffs of it from afar, she could smell it even more from up close. It was warm and bittersweet, with a hint of spiciness, just the way food from Tasty Treat tended to make her emissions smell. As her nostrils breathed in the stink of her flatulence, the lips of her pussy began to wink in slow, drawn out pulses. “Spicy curry with a side of refried beans, and some broccoli soup,” Twilight said with pride, as if bragging about what she’d put in her stomach. Spike emitted an impressed whistle as he waved the invisible fumes around his face, the length of his gray penis standing up and pointed right at the purple rump that had released the smelly wind into the air. . “Dang, that’s a lot of fuel for your butt. Were you stocking up on purpose?” “Ehh, maybe,” Twilight admitted, her face turning slightly red, “Wasn’t planning to before we stepped in, but once I looked at the menu and remembered the effect it has on us, I figured I might as well go all out.” “Nice! So, what are you gonna do in the meantime?” Spike asked. Still looking over her shoulder, Twilight took some keen interest in the rod standing over Spikes balls, seeing it lift just a bit when he knew she had her eyes on it. Tempted as she was, she thought it might be best to wait until what she had cleared out what was resting within her colon. “I think I’m gonna take your cue and do some reading,” Twilight answered, her horn lighting up with magic as she hovered a collection of pillows from her bed onto the floor on the other side of the wet rug. As she kneeled down and plopped her stomach and chest onto the plush surface, her horn levitated a large box from underneath her bed, containing a collection of small, paperback books. “Oh-ho-ho,” Spike chuckled as he watched Twilight sort through the number of stories within, “The erotic stuff, huh?” “Yup!” Twilight responded as she made her selection and shoved the book back under her mattress, “Nothing like letting off some steam after spending a day in a fancy dress in Equestria’s most uppercrust city.” “I think you already let out some steam right in front of my face,” Spike said with a grin. Twilight stuck her tongue out at him, before turning away to lean over the pillows and read from her book, her purple buttocks and violet tail pointed in the direction of the large dragon behind her. Finally comfortable in her position on the floor, Twilight’s eyes scanned over the cover of the book she’d selected: A Heart Set Ablaze, an erotic romance story following a male pony who finds companionship in a male dragon much larger than he, and in a strange turn of events, ends up in an emotional and physical relationship with him. The book had initially turned a number of heads upon its release; not so much for its touching on interspecies relationships, as Equestria had seen a fair number of ponies and other sentient species involved with one another. The controversy came from the fact that dragons were known to eat ponies, and much of the population saw writing the story as playing with fire (in a different way than the main pony protagonist had done in the story). Many of them feared that if the dragons to the East were to catch wind of such a story, that it might cause them to respond with violence. Twilight held no fears whatsoever for any such possibilities. Not only did she believe that dragons wouldn’t have any interest in starting a war over a book, but even in the case that they did, she figured most of the dragons in their native land couldn’t read anyway. Rather than read the story from the beginning, as she’d done more than five times now, Twilight decided to skip ahead several chapters. Past the point where the stallion on his boat had accidentally wound up sailing to the dragon isle and met the one friendly dragon who had no interest in eating him, and past the sequences where the dragon had flown to Equestria in order to seek out the pony he’d saved. The part she’d decided to read at the moment was when the stallion had made his way into the cave the dragon had taken residence in, spending an evening in his company as good friends, despite the rising tension between them as they struggled to comprehend the feelings building inside of them. On the subject of feelings building inside, the swelling sensation between Twilight’s purple cheeks returned, only with a fraction of the intensity from moments ago. The alicorn carelessly arched her back downward to tilt her rump upward while the dock of her tail lifted away from the tight pink hole, before giving herself a small push through her sphincter. Hffffff “Hoo…” Twilight sighed, her tail giving a flick through the air at the end of her airy expulsion. She’d been surprised at how warm the gust had felt exiting her hole, feeling similar to the comfort of sitting near a warm fire during the frigid weather of Hearthswarming. “Whoa, nice,” Spike commented from several feet behind her, “That was a windy one. Not very loud, but still, pretty powerful.” “No kidding. Sounded like a deflating cushion, huh?” Twilight’s tail began to flick outward toward Spike, through the invisible fumes of her combustion and pushing it through the air. “Here, don’t let me keep it all to myself. I’m willing to share.” Spike tilted his head up and sniffed the air lightly, before shaking his head and chuckling. “Yikes! That’s a ripe one!” Spike laughed while waving the air in front of his face, “Oh, hold on, I think I got one of my own.” Letting his comic book rest against his chest again, Spike pulled his legs up so his heels rested against the round and shapely cheeks of his posterios, poking it outward a bit more. With a claw lifting his shaft up, Twilight was given a clear, unobstructed view of the tight gray flesh of his anus, just a shade darker than that of the scales on the underside of his tail. “Nngh…” Plp-pp “Aw, boo!” Twilight giggled as a disappointed look came over Spike’s face following the feeble bubble that had slipped out of his hole, “That was weak!” “It felt bigger…” Spike grumbled, shooting Twilight an exaggerated sneer, “I thought having that leftover hayburger and basket of deep fried gems would have had a bigger effect on my stomach. Guess it’s not as potent as the stuff Saffron makes at Tasty Treat” “Yes, I’m quite fortunate that Pinkie made such a scene over wanting to go there, instead of the place Rarity wanted to. I probably wouldn’t have had anything worth expelling if that had been the case.” “No kidding. Rarity’s got good taste in decor, but her dining preferences are a little… oh wait, hold on,” Spike said, before his face tightened up again. Plrrrrpt “There we go!” Spike said with a grin, while Twilight’s eyes opened wide toward Spike’s flexing hole, “I knew I had something bigger in there. It was just hiding for a bit.” “Oh yeah, those are the blasts I’m used to,” Twilight said, the lips of her pussy winking a bit as a drop of wetness seeped out and down the crease in the middle, “The ones that I can hear from another room when you’re just letting them rip.” “Not that you’d know. I mean, you always seem to be in the same room when I’m playing the butt-trumpet.” “What can I say? I’ve got an ear for music.” “Same here. I think yours is more of a french horn though.”
