Title:           Rover was standing triumphant over his quarry, though not without bruises of his
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Friday 20th of January 2012 12:58:31 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 20th of January 2012 12:58:31 PM CDT

Rover was standing triumphant over his quarry, though not without bruises of his own. The blue little pony with the silver-streaked mane had zapped him good, flesh and burnt fur still smoking from where her eldricht magic had struck his hide. But his superior speed and muscle had prevailed, managing to move faster than the magician's magic had time to recharge, letting him smash her stupid little pony head against the cavern's walls, turning her into the current state of potato bag-ness. Licking his wide maw, he stretched his paws out to claim his prize.
 
With a moan, Trixie vaguely saw the canine reach for her through the heavy fog of her vision, claws gleaming in the pale, ambient light of the cave she had sought to seek shelter in for the duration of the storm after her exile. The dog had surprised her, and despite her best efforts it had bested her. Disillusioned and dismayed, the pathetic mage let out a terrified shriek as she felt the paws grasp her rump, turning her onto her back as Rover prepared to teach her how an alpha shows dominance over females.
 
Grasping his full, heavy balls with a wide paw, Rover coaxed his emergent erection from the sheath, letting its slimy head rest on the little bitch's stomach, steaming and hot in the chill air. "Please," the little pony peeped, "Please, just let me go. I'm sorry!" Rover spat, smacking her over the face,
 
"STUPID little pony! You come here! Again! After we -specifically- told your sssssstupid friends never to return!" His voice was ecstatic, in his mind finally a chance to get revenge on those fucking ponies that had humiliated him and his pack so. Having had enough of her words, he craved instead her screams. Grasping his prick again, Rover guided the fat head against her trembling cunt, savoring the sight of her tears as he pressed ever more intently before sliding inside her. "STUPID, FILTHY ponies!" He broke into a manic laughter as he pistoned Trixie, ignoring her pleads and bawls for mercy.
 
Trixie tried to desperately claw herself out of Rover's grip, but hooves bought poor purchase on the stone's surface, sliding futilely off the surface. When she tried to kick at him, he just laughed, gripping around both her hind leg's ankles and using her as leverage to gain even more reach within her. His prick was enormous, grating harshly within her, his own natural slickness more than amply compensating for her own dryness. But it still hurt so bad to be... mated like this. It ground at the very core of her egotistical self; she thought herself superior to all but perhaps the Princesses not hours ago, and here she was, on a dirty cavern floor being plowed by a diamond dog. The shame, pain and discomfort let her tears intensify even further, near-solid streams pouring down her marred cheeks.
 
Leaning in close, Rover gripped Trixie by the throat as he licked her across the face, marking her as his property. His to own. His to do with as he pleased; none would dispute the alpha's claim. Grasping the little bitch-pony by the hips, he shoved himself as far as he could go one last time, unloading into the dumb bitch to such an extent that it overflowed, pouring onto the ground and staining his own legs. With one happy last yelp, Rover fell back on his rump, the dazing orgasm he'd just experienced causing him to blank out a little.
 
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Quickly cleaning herself up, Trixie put on her robe and hat again, bidding the diamond dog to put more wood on the fire he'd made earlier with a powerful mental command. The robotic motions of the creature brought her a great deal of pleasure. Not only was it an immensely practical force of labour to serve her with, but it was also quite enthusiastic to serve her fantasies. Feeling more satisfied than she had in many weeks, Trixie fell soundly asleep, Rover's seed still draining out of her puffy lips as the diamond dog just sat there, staring blankly into the fire, awaiting further orders.