- >Chilling on the grassy plains of Equestria you take a deep breath
- >Everything is quiet and peaceful
- >Suddenly you hear buzzing
- >You wave your arms around for a second before you spot the source
- >Scootaloo is emerging from a small gathering of trees
- >She's flapping her wings as hard as she can muster, inches above the ground
- >She doesn't notice you, so you just sit and watch hope it doesn't come near you
- >Wouldn't want to ruin this nice time you're having
- >She climbs one of the trees, like you remember seeing horses do on Discovery Channel back on earth
- >She does a leap of fate off the top branch and majestically rides the wind
- >Things turn ugly quickly as she runs out of juice and flails around
- >With a wince you watch as she plummets to the ground
- *snap*
- >You squint at her, shielding the sun from your eyes with one hand
- >She's out cold
- >Time to work
- >You take your time and stretch out of your comfy spot on the grass
- >You slowly walk towards her, hands pocketed
- >Standing beside her, she lies still, though her hind legs are deformed
- >You nudge her side with your shoes in disgust
- >she doesn't respond so you pretend she's a football, and it's time for a field goal
- >she jumps to life with a ear piercing cry
- >After the siren attack you remove your hands from your ears and look back down at her
- >She's sobbing uncontrollably heaving for air
- >With a smirk you crouch beside her
- >making sure not to touch it you try to comfort her in the softest voice you know
- >She quiets down some and looks up at you with big pearly eyes, glistening in the beautiful day
- >NOW!
- >You stand up and plant your heel where it looks like her bone fractured
- >She screams, but it turns mute when you apply even more pressure
- >She is shaking uncontrollably and you can't keep this boner hidden no more
- >With a hand as swift as typhoon you unzip your skinny jeans
- >You grab your bratwurst with a firm grip and start stroking the tiger
- >Her confused and pained grimace does wonders, but you need more
- >You life your specially fit leather boots and bring your heel down on her other leg, actually breaking the skin
- >Shit, you'll have to fucking polish for hours to get that blood out!
- >With new-found anger you do a heel-turn on her wound and plant the back of your other heel in the side of her cranial
- >With a whimper, followed by a gasp and more crying she lies on the grass trembling
- >You're nearing the edge but you don't want to finish yet
- >You walk up closer to her as she frantically pulls herself away form you
- >The noises she's making are unintelligible
- >You take a big step and land it on her tail, demobilizing her
- >She still struggles to pull herself forward with her front hooves
- >You gently put your other sole to her fragile rump
- >Then push away on it with all your might, tearing off a lot of her tail
- >She shrieks like a banshee
- >Your dick is barely able to handle it
- >You decide against your will and control yourself, concluding that this is enough for now
- >Like a oil pump on full throttle you milk your sack dry
- >You shoot it all into your right hand, bend down and slap her as hard as you can with it
- >Disgusted that you actually touched her with your skin, you wipe your hand on the grass next to her and walk away
- >As you look at the ground walking, you're reminded that you need Rarity to shine your shoes
- >The sobs of Scootaloo fade as you're getting closer to town
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