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Twilights photo shoot.  
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> "Anonymous! I-- What are you doing here? I thought you were at a meeting with Celestia!"  
> "N-No, I haven't been on y-your computer."  
> "W-Why's it open behind me? Uh- You left it like that, and-"  
> "W-What?"  
> "N-No, that's not-- Certainly not a pornography image of me on there. C-Certainly not. I haven't--"  
> "...Okay, fine! It's true! I-- I found the images you had saved, and--"  
> "Dammit, Anonymous! I need you to tell me how to find more of this!"
 
> You stare at Twilight with a confused look on your face.  
> Find… more?  
Find more images of yourself?  
> "Yes."  
…Yourself?  
> "Yes! Please you have to tell me!"  
But Twilight, it–it’s you.  
> "I know that, Anon! It's just... I don't know, it's something about the way i'm shaped... and my mane is... A-and my eyes are... My flank... is...  
> You can see that lewd look on her face.  
> "Look, I don't know how to explain it, but I just need more of it!"  
> Wow, this is weird.  
> Twilight wants you to find her pictures of herself.  
> You can’t exactly do that when there’s no internet in Equestria, and the only thing you got to take with you were your PC, your clothes, and anything you had on you when you got teleported here.  
> You weren’t sure if there really was a way for you to do anything for her.  
Look i’m sorry Twilight, but anything on that computer is all that I have to show you, I guess. You could always look in a mirror or–  
> "No! It's not the same! Those images, those positions i'm in. They're just... amazing. Please Anon! I'm begging you! There's got to be something you can do!  
Look, I–  
> Suddenly, you get an idea.  
Wait… do you have a camera?  
> "A camera? Well, no but I could always make one."  
> Twilight then closes her eyes and her horn begins to glow.  
> Suddenly, just above you, a camera poofs into existence above your head and lands in your hands.  
> "Did you... want to take pictures of me?"  
> Looks like she caught on. You weren’t exactly a professional at this stuff, but how hard could it be?  
Well, if you want to, we can. Are you a good modeler?  
> "I suppose. Well, I don't know. I could try."  
> Close enough.  
Alright, but we’re gonna need a couple more things…  
> "Like what?"  
Some clothes, some props… and maybe a few backdrops.
 
> After a couple minutes of magic conjuring, you look around to find your house now looks almost completely like one of those fancy sets for photo shoots.  
> Cloth racks, props, and all kinds of different backdrop settings were scattered across the place that was once your living room.  
> "Okay. I think that's everything... What do I do now?"  
> You stop to think for a second.  
> Hopefully all those times hanging around Rarity will pay off.  
Hmm.  
> You go over to the racks and slide some pony clothes forward and back until something catches your eye.  
> You manage to find what looks like a light pink two-piece swimsuit.  
> That’ll do for now.  
Here, put this on.  
>"Okay."  
> Twilight picks up the clothes, goes behind a nearby privacy screen and starts putting it on.  
> Meanwhile, you roll a beach backdrop over and start filling the area with props like sand, beach umbrellas and beach balls. The works.  
> You finish up and take a step back to admire your work.  
> It actually makes you feel like you’re at the beach.  
>"Um, Anon?"  
Yeah?  
> You turn around and find Twilight standing behind you with the swimsuit on.  
> You could see how it gripped her small body so tightly. Wrapping around her flank so snug and fit that it almost looked like it would tear at any second.  
> She looked a bit embarrassed and looked at you.  
>"Its a bit small, I think."  
Oh, don’t worry about it. You look beautiful.  
> She blushes a bit.  
>"So, what's next?"  
Uhh… come over here to this sand.  
> You guide her to the beach scene and place her next to a beach ball.  
Okay.  
> You back off and get your camera ready. You look through it and bring her into focus.  
Start posing.  
> She looks at you confused.  
>"What? But-but what do I do?"  
Just look sexy. Here uhh… start by putting your front hooves on that beach ball there.  
> She looks at the ball and proceeds to stand on it with her front hooves, looking at you for approval.  
>"Like this?"  
Hmm… try lowering your eyelids a bit, uhh… bedroom eyes.
 
> She ponders the thought for a minute and then gives you very seductive eyes.  
> You snap a photo.  
> She backs off a bit and gives you a worried look.  
> "Uhh was that good?"  
Good? That was sexy.  
Yeah. Try some more poses.  
> "Like what?"  
Just… anything that makes you feel sexy.  
> She thinks for a moment and then turns around.  
> She lifts her right hind leg up and straddles the beachball under her.  
> "How's this?"  
> You look through the camera and see not only luscious hips being hugged by pink swimsuit bottoms atop a somewhat squashed beachball, but a very tight cameltoe in between it all.  
> You take another picture.  
Awesome. Try some more.  
> She smiles and quickly looks around the scene for more things to pose with.  
> She lies down on a nearby towel, and opens her hindlegs up to show off her compressed marehood.  
> She then smiles a bit and give you more glances of seduction.  
> You move in to snap a photo.  
> Huh, maybe you should do this kind of stuff more often.
 
Great! Give me some more!  
> She quickly hops up and gallops over to a beach umbrella  
> She circles around and leans on it.  
Try looking a bit pouty.  
> She obeys and protrudes her bottom lip to seem like she's VERY upset.  
> You’re really getting into this now, as you notice you’re starting to take photos of just about everything she does.  
Yeah more! Come on!  
> She rises up and wraps her front legs around the umbrella, then giving you a light smile.  
> You take more pictures  
> Then, she turns around and pushes her hindquarters into the umbrella, enveloping the rod in tight pussy lips.  
> She rubs up and down on it. Her expression goes from happily seductive to hungrily seductive as she does this.  
> You hear a couple moans coming from her as you frantically take pictures of her beautiful plot.  
> You can tell she’s getting excited about this too, as she starts to sweat a bit from the posing.  
Alright! You are fucking amazing!  
> She giggles a bit under a sigh.  
>"Thanks."  
Hang on let’s try something else!  
> After some rearranging of the scene, you find yourself in a school classroom setting.  
> There are desks all around and a teacher’s desk next to a blackboard up front.  
> Twilight is now wearing a school uniform with a rather small skirt.  
> "Oh, I like this outfit!"  
Me too. Now get over there and work that sexy ass.  
> You give her a slap on her exposed pantied ass as she passes.  
> She moans in delight and laughs.  
> "Alright. I already have a few ideas, you perv you."  
> God, she makes you hard.
 
> Twilight makes her way over to the teachers desk and leans over it, presenting her ass to your camera.  
> She picks up a nearby ruler with her magic and hovers it over next to her.  
> Meanwhile, you’re taking tons of pictures of her protruding plot, making sure to keep her sexy face in sight.  
> She takes the ruler and brings it closer to her marehood.  
> She starts to slide the ruler up and down her pussy lips, letting out a few moans and squeaks with each pass.  
> She begins to leak love juices.  
> @Her scent is intoxicating. You could barely contain yourself.@ But for the sake of the photo shoot, you continue to take photos.  
> "Yeah. Oh yeah~. Am I a naughty pony, Anon?"  
Yeah sweetie. You’re a bad pony.  
> She rubs the ruler faster, almost completely covering it in her secretions.  
> She looks back at you, more pleasured than ever.  
> "I really hope I did a good job on my homework~. The teacher might punish me again if I didn't."  
> Your picture taking finger was getting tired but you didn’t care. This shit was gold.  
It looks like you got an F, Twilight. I think you need some… discipline.  
> "Please don't punish me%, I'll do better next time% Promise.~!"  
> You suddenly stop taking photos and put the camera aside.  
> You grab the ruler out of her magical grip and place it on her ass cheeks.  
Sorry Twilight, but we don’t give second chances.
 
> You grab hold of her panties being slightly covered by her skirt and yank them off with much force.  
> Her eyes widen in surprise, but her lust for punishment remained square on her face.  
> She now lies there, completely exposed, ready to take on whatever you want to deliver onto her.  
> You firmly grasp the ruler and bring it back over your head.  
> With a great deal of strength, you bring it back down flat onto her bottom.  
> She lets out a moanful yelp.  
> _Her ass jiggles from the smack, and leaves behind a red, rectangular mark that stretched all the way from her left cheek to her right cheek.  
> "Ahhh!~ Oh Anon~! Do it more! Punish me more!"  
> You bring the ruler back again, and strike her ass once more, harder this time.  
> Her butt jiggled in all directions with that one.  
> She lets out an even louder moan.  
> You bring it back again.@  
> And strike her again.  
> Again  
> And again.  
> And again.  
> Soon, it became a routine: You brought it back and swung down hard, not even giving her a chance to recover from the last strike.  
> With each smack, you left another red mark on her plot, either filling in the ones already there or leaving brand new ones, her moans became more lewd.  
> You wanted more.