- >Wake up, the ropes restraining you are gone
- >You remember what your mother told you about contrived conveniences
- >You then remember you were a genetic experiment and that you have no mom
- >Cry in the shower for 30 minutes upon realizing this unfortunate fact
- >After that ordeal, you head down to the farm
- >You find yourself zoning out while going about your daily chores
- >Out of the corner of your eye, you see a bush with yellow legs, scurrying about
- >Woah, what's this sense of deja-vu about
- >Oh crap, you remember now!
- "HEY COCOA PUFFS, ARE THERE WALKING BUSHES IN EQUESTRIA?"
- >"MY NAME IS APPLEJACK, AND NO"
- >You were right
- >That was a silly bush
- >And now its gone
- >Weird
- >Having plucked all the apples from the tree in front of you, you move on to the next
- >You spy a pair of yellow wings poking out of this one
- >Wait, Wings?
- "CAPTAIN CRUNCH, ARE THERE FLYING TREES IN EQUESTRIA?"
- >"MY NAME IS APPLEJACK, AND AGAIN, NO"
- "Silly tree, trees do not fly"
- >As you extend the many tendrils from your back to reach for the glistening fruit, you hear a small "eep"
- >You work quickly, stripping the tree of all of its apples
- >As you work, you hear a slight dripping sound, and notice a slightly fishy odor coming from the tree
- >Silly tree, fish do not grow on...wait
- "COUNT CHOCHULA, DO-"
- >"MY! NAME! IS! APPLEJACK! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
- "OKAY, SORRY APPLE JUICE"
- >"AAAAUUUUUGH"
- >The rest of the day goes smoothly
- >Your tentacles are normally used to heft entire schoolgirls, so lugging around the baskets of apples is easy work
- >And of course, you can lug around, like, 10 at a time
- >Whenever you do this, apple rhubarb always follows behind you, panting heavily
- >She works so hard, and must be really tired, but she still makes sure that you don't drop any
- >What a nice boss
- >After a long day of work, the sun begins to set
- >You lug the last of the baskets back to the barn, collect your pay and head home, munching on a apple you sneaked by applecrisp
- >You never did fix the door
- >As you walk through your door-hole-
- >"BAAAAAAANZAAAAAAAAIIIII"
- >As you turn towards the ceiling, you are greeted by yellow mare vag speeding towards your face
- "Hi, my name's a-"
- >THUMP, out you go again
- >You wake up, tied to a chair, a yellow fuzz atop your lap
- >"O-oh, you're awake. Good.
- >"I know your weakness"
- "My what? What are you on about, silly horse?"
- >Your blood runs cold as she produces a jar of peanut butter
- >Where the hell was she even carrying that?
- "You wouldn't dare"
- >"I would"
- "No, I'll never....wait. What the hell am i even supposed to be resisting?"
- >"You're going to fuck me, right here, right now, or i'll...erg...stupid jar!"
- >She seems to be struggling to open the jar
- >As she attempts to brute force her way in with her giant chompers, you struggle against your restraints
- >No use, this is looking bad
- "NO. NONONONONONON-"
- >The lid pops off, but to your relief, its a new jar, the seal is still on
- >Your relief dissipates as she grabs the seal's tab in her teeth
- "OKAY! FINE! I'LL DO IT"
- >She flings the jar aside, hopping off of your chest, and prancing giddily around your chair a few times before finally undoing your ropes
- >You scowl as you rub the burns on your arms from the ropes, and extend a single tendril, sheepishly, from your back
- >She presents herself to you and your urge to vomit kicks in
- >You look away as you squeamishly insert a single tendril into her sopping marehood, and proceed to pump away
- >What the hell was this mare's problem
- >Its not like you as-
- >"I want another one"
- "What?"
- >"You have more, i want more! Play rough with me...."
- >Afraid of the peanut menace, you oblige her and extend another tentacle
- >Hoping to silence further demands, you slide it into her mouth, and start pounding away at her throat
- >Where were you?
- >Oh right
- >You never asked for this. You never asked to be some sort of rape machine
- >She seems to be really enjoying herself, though.
- >Is this what you were meant to do? You were no horsefucker,
- >Well, you are now...
- >But was this what you wer-
- >"mmmmph hm aam ah aaah"
- >You look up from your thinking and find her pointing squarely at her ass, a glazed look in her eyes
- "You want it in your ass?"
- >"mmph"
- >You sigh
- "Fine"
- >You remove your tentacle, soaking in juice and replace it with another
- >You press your drenched appendage against her tight asshole, eliciting a soft moan from your "victim"
- >The added lubrication allow you to easily slide into her moist cavern
- >This pushes her over the edge, as within seconds she violently spasms and spews what must have been a gallon of juice all over your floor
- >Now you have clean that up
- >You pull your tendrils from her various orifices, as she collapses to the ground, panting and still dripping with fluid
- >"Wanna go again?"
- >Something snaps in your head at this remark, as you wrap one of your tentacles around her midsection, and march out the hole in your house
- >"Oh, and to answer your question, i'm fluttershy"
- >Mustering all the strength it can give, you hurl the yellow rapist as far as you can
- >As she flies, you hear
- >"Maybe tomorrow then"
- >You turn back to your house, surveying the GIANT FUCKING HOLE, and now the massive puddles of fluttercum all over the floor
- "Fucking Fluttershy"
Pastebin launched a little side project called HostCabi.net, check it out ;-)Don't like ads? PRO users don't see any ads ;-)
Day I have no idea what I'm Doing pt 2
Text below is selected. Please press Ctrl+C to copy to your clipboard. (⌘+C on Mac)
create a new version of this paste
RAW Paste Data