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  "description": "<p>The minotaur carnival has come to town, and everypony is taking advantage of it in their own way, with a few sweet mistakes along the road.</p>\n\n<p><a href=\"https://discord.gg/k4UXQu28WK\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">Official Septia Discord Server Launched</a>. A Museum Server that is open to all. What is a Museum Server? You will have to find out.<br>\nLaunched on Black Friday, of course.</p>\n\n<p><a href=\"https://septia.carrd.co/\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">Links to all my websites and profiles here</a>.</p>\n\n<p>I wrote this story as part of the <a href=\"https://aryion.com/g4/view/922410\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">Hungry Heat Vore Pony Art Pack</a>.</p>\n\n<p>Proofreader for this story was  <a href=\"https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dendollae\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">dendollae</a>, who also made the icon, many thanks to them.</p>\n\n<p><a href=\"https://www.weasyl.com/journals/afilthysmutwriterseptia\">Blog for Weekly Updates.</a></p>\n\n<p><a href=\"https://www.patreon.com/septia\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">Support on Patreon</a>. Gain SepTia Silver in rewards over time, to purchase commissions with.<br>\nWith your support, stories can keep coming.</p>\n\n<p>(Spoilers)<br>\n(Character Quote: \"Oh I'll be ready, just give me a moment to grab a snack... Ivory, come here for a moment.\" -Riddlesmith)</p>\n\n<p>(Quick guide:</p>\n\n<p>Travelling Carnival, weight guessing game, soft vore, oral vore. </p>\n\n<p>After 1st: Post-vore, transformation, food tf, cotton candy, sentient inanimate transformation.</p>\n\n<p>After 2nd: Chubby pony, dunking game, attempted oral vore, accidental anal vore.</p>\n\n<p>After 3rd: Epilogue, leaving the carnival and patching things up. )</p>\n\n<p>(Legend:</p>\n\n<p>Cent: Short term for centimetre.<br>\nDeci: Short term for decimetre.<br>\nChronicle: A series of stories connected but not sequential. Ongoing stories without regular updates. <br>\nRapacitor: A predator who eats for the sake of greed and gluttony.)</p>\n\n<p><a href=\"https://aryion.com/g4/data.php?id=1076767\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">A sleek, pleasing, .pdf version of this story can be downloaded by clicking this text.</a></p>\n\n<p>New uploads every Friday.<br>\n<a href=\"https://www.weasyl.com/%7Eafilthysmutwriterseptia\">Available for commissions</a>.<br>\n<a href=\"/~afilthysmutwriterseptia\" class=\"user-icon\"><img src=\"/~afilthysmutwriterseptia/avatar\" alt=\"\"> <span>afilthysmutwriterseptia</span></a></p>\n\n<p>[Story preview:</p>\n\n<p>-Bdnnnnngn- A bell rung out. The latch under the seat gave in, Gusto felt gravity take her. With the obstructions clear, she saw motion in the barrel. Rising to the surface, parting the cider, it came. Bright alabaster fangs in some scaly maw, an unhinged gape of a deep sea pony. Though at this point. It was too late  </p>\n\n<p>Continued in the story above.]</p>\n"
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