Title:           Rape 101 - A Beginner's Guide
Author:          Chempony_101
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First Edit:      Wednesday 8th of October 2014 10:51:04 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 8th of October 2014 10:51:04 PM CDT

RAPE 101 – A Beginner’s Guide
>Be Fluttershy, who is irrevocably in love with Anon.
>You’ve tried to give him the hardest of hints to see if he’d finally stick his cock inside you.
>Trying to be close friends only serves to get yourself friend-zoned harder than Spike does.
>Bending over at opportune moments only provoked quizzical stares, rather than the arousal you expected.
>Even Discord wasn’t powerful enough to create a romantic situation between you two.
>With all his knowledge and his somewhat crooked past, you thought he’d be of more use.
>Of course, his idea of romantic involves three crates of oranges, a funnel and a vacuum cleaner.
>Don’t ask.
>Regardless, this wasn’t the time to think about Discord’s very strange kinks.
>You had to find some way to get that man in bed.
>Once again, you turned your head to the draconequus making its home on your couch.
“Discord, I’ve tried everything, and I can’t get Anon to sleep with me!”
>You felt like a total loser; unwanted, unloved and unfucked.
>However, he didn’t seem to share the same pity you did.
>Instead, he had a very curious smile on his face.
>Almost as if he had something planned.
>”Fluttershy, my dear, you’re overlooking the most obvious of all solutions!”
>He snapped his fingers, as he transformed into a faux representation of Anon.
>”You’ve been going about this the wrong way! Anon think you’re too soft, Fluttershy!”
>Intriguing proposition there…
>You’ve always tried to get his attention.
>However, you’re still lost as to what he means by his words.
“Discord… what are you suggesting?”
>Discord snaps his fingers once more, as he appears directly in front of you.
>He also had the bright idea of spelling out a word in very bright neon lights.
>Did that sign read… RAPE?
>Was he telling you to rape Anon?
>You can’t do that!
>You’re the element of kindness, not the element of mindless violation!
“Discord, how could you even suggest such a thing!? That’s horrible.”
>Discord tilts his head, as he took a look at the sign.
>”I swore I had made that more pony-friendly.”
>He snaps his fingers again, and the sign erupts into a puff of smoke, being replaced by something else.
>It seemed to read… “Riotous Academy for Procreation Enhancement.”
>Now, that's a little better.
>A class on how to improve your sex life… how would that help, though?
>Better ask what it’s about, just in case.
“So…what exactly are you implying with this academy, Discord?”
>Discord gave a chuckle, as, with another snap, the sign disappears, as he replaces it with a polished wooden door.
>”This academy teaches people how to get their lovers, regardless of method! 100% satisfaction guaranteed! “
>Can’t argue with those statistics.
“So... you want to send me there to get pointers!”
>”Exactly, Fluttershy! I feel that with these professional rap-… teachers, you could learn to finally conquer Anon once and for all, and stop moping around the house wishing for him!”
>”What’s the catch, Discord?”
>Discord snaps his fingers, regaining his original form, and pointed to the door.
>”My best wish is for education, Fluttershy! My benefit will be your learning!”
“Honest?”
>”Honest.”
>You leap into a tight hug, as you were grateful that befriending Discord had given you the chance to learn how to seduce Anon.
”Thanks! You’re a great friend.”
>”I know.”
>Smug bastard. Still cool in your book, though.
>However, an academy is an academy, after all.
>Which means, one would need books and such.
“But I don’t think I’m even prepared to go! I have no books, and my animals need to be taken care of, and-“
>Discord put a finger to your lips, stopping you from continuing on.
>”My dear Fluttershy, I’ll handle that. You just need to focus on learning.”
>Eh, what’s the worst a god of chaos can do?
>… On second thought, better not to think about that.
“Are you sure I don’t need anything? Where is the academy, anyway?
>”Fluttershy, the academy is right behind the door, and you already have everything you need. Just go, learning awaits!”
>Discord never really explains his actions.
>Should you really listen to the advice of the god of chaos who tried to wrong you before?
>Would he even take care of your animals properly?
>Honestly, at this point, Discord was trustworthy enough to stay alone…
>You’re sure it’ll be fine.
>Hopefully.
>You attempt to dispel the thoughts from your mind, as you open the wooden door.
>Here we go...
>The door led to a half-filled classroom, filled with strange creatures that you’ve never seen before.
>Some of them looked to be the same species as you; only a lot edgier and darker.
>Others looked a lot like Anon, only fatter and much more awkward.
>Still others looked like completely foreign creatures.
>One thing’s for sure; this wasn’t a place for well-bred ponies.
>And unfortunately, you weren’t exactly the darkest of the bunch.
>You took a seat at the very end, hoping nobody would notice your presence.
>It was right next to the entrance door, too, just in case things got weird.
>The faster the teacher arrives, the quicker the lessons would start.
>Hopefully, she would arrive soon enough, and you'd be able to learn the skill set you required.
>SLAM!
>You yelp a little, startled by the loud, shrill noise that had emanated from the door opening.
>The class's banter soon came to a cease, hearing the loud noise as well.
>Maybe this wasn't the best idea; what would a teacher teaching this even look like?
>He would probably look strong and intimidating, and yell at you all the time if you're not doing what you need.
>The thought haunts your mind; you can't bear to be yelled at.
>Damn your sensitive mind.
>You cross your hooves on the desk, hiding your face in between them.
>You shouldn't have done this at all.
>The thumping sounds of whoever came in now passed you, and headed towards the front.
>This was him; this was the professor who would teach you about sexual gratification and such.
>You can't bear to lift your head.
>Your breath was constricted from the massive amount of pressure to stay hidden.
>The steps went on and on, getting farther and farther, until they stopped quite a good distance from you.
>The professor must have reached the podium.
>Sounds of books being opened and papers being shuffled were audible through your sensitive ear.
>Suddenly, your ears were assaulted by the dull slam of something falling.
>It scared you further; he was probably going to get mad for his clumsiness.
>Any minute now.
>"Oh, I'm sorry, class. I just don't know what went wrong."
>Wait.
>That voice... you knew that voice.
>You raised your head, as a sinking feeling started to pool in your gut.
>It was just as you expected.
>Sitting in the front desk, was a very familiar grey mare.
>Derpy Hooves.
>What in the world was that innocent mail mare doing here?
>The book that had fallen was her book.
>You could make out the title.
>Sex for the Sex Deprived.
>Well, isn't that charming.
>"Good day, class! I'm your mare for this nightly session, and I'm here to make sure you get exactly what you want!"
>The class focuses their attention on the mare.
>They seem particularly interested in that last line she gave.
>"Are you tired of getting passed on for the next chick or guy in line?"
>Murmurs of agreement could be heard across the classroom, as nods could be seen all across the classroom.
>"Are you tired of being second base? Are you tired of pining over someone?"
>The agreement was louder still; the voices of motivated students began filling the room.
>"Aren't you tired of being the nice guy or girl? The one who can never move past the friend-zone!?"
"Yeah!"
>Now, you join in with the classroom, feeling as if you're a part of something.
>Hell yeah, you want more than what you have.
>Who cares if your image of Derpy is forever broken?
>She must be the teacher for a reason.
>"Stick with me, guys, and I'll make sure you get the man or woman you always wanted!"
>"Once and for all, you'll have the person you love, even if just for a moment!"
>The class erupts in applause.
>You're stomping your hooves as well, in great approval.
>This is going to be an interesting seminar...