Title:           Sex Harassment in Equestria
Author:          Dr_Absolute
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/qFFKLkpm
First Edit:      Sunday 19th of April 2015 09:36:54 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 19th of April 2015 11:21:27 PM CDT

>Man this bitch gave it to you worst of all
>Loud, sensual moans and calling your name from unseen locations, most often in public
>Mach 1 slaps on the ass and gropes to your johnston, most often in public
>And today, she's decided to fly directly in front of you wherever you walked, with her tail lifted up and float just out of arms reach
>Her displayed cunt occasionally making some strange equine movements you'd really rather not go over
Can you please stop that?
>"Stop what?"
That... thing you're doing.
>"What thing?"
With your, uh, you know.
>"My what? My wings? I need those, dude."
Please stop wiggling your genitals directly in my face.
>She smirks and speeds up the autonomous horse pussy movement to mock you
>You look at the ground to avoid watching the lurid display of disrespect
STOP MOVINg--MPHGBM.
>She stopped moving in midair, just like you asked
>Giving your unseeing self the perfect misfortune of smushing face first into her pony vag
>You plant both hands on her ass and fling yourself from her backside
>"Oh! Anonymous, oh my goodness! You're so forward, at least take a filly out to dinner first!"
>You topple over backwards, straight onto your back, and try to wipe some of RD's viscous secretions off of your face
>Unfortunately for you, there's a lot on there
>While you pathetically paw at your own visage, she moseys over and puts her mouth to your ear
>and barely breathes out the sentence
>"It's never going to stop, Anon."
>You stop wiping to stare blankly up at the sky in horrific realization after hearing that
>She then daintily kisses you on the cheek
>farts on your face
>and then rockets off into the sky
>You can do nothing but lay there, traces of horse girlcum strewn across your upper features
>You can't tell if it's the dust She kicked in your eyes with her exit, your own despair, or the cacophony of black terror that Dash reverse-belched into your face, but tears begin to form in your eyes
>You used to be happy
 
>Walk into Rarity's boutique for a new pair of pants you ordered a little while back
>A few mares are perusing her wares and glance at you as you enter and hit the doorchime
>Their eyes seem to be glued to you
>Rarity comes out from the back
>"Oh, Anon! Darling, right on time! I have exactly what you needed."
>She floats over to you a cast that seems to go around your groin, ass, and legs, as well as a pair of crutches
..Rarity why would I need this?
>"When I break your pelvis with my big, luscious, ass fucking you dead and dry, dearie."
>You stare incredulously at your new ensemble before simple turning 180 degrees and exiting the store
>"Wait, you still need to pay for that! 2 Gallons of semen should cover it!"
>She and the other ponies snicker as you pick up your pace and freewheel it out of there
>don't cry, don't cry
 
 
>Working the stalls in ponyville
>Selling bananas, which are an exotic fruit around these parts
>Across from your stall is the apple family's stall, and on salesman duty today is Applejack
>She's loading a few boxes of her stock, so her back is turned to you
>Today's a bit slow, you've just been zoning out staring straight ahead at the apple stall
>"Pritty hot, huh?"
>You snap out of it
...huh?
>A tiny, pale yelllow filly with a big red bow stands before you
>You just look at her, trying to process what she just said
>"Speechless, huh? Yeah ah bet y'are."
..W-what?
>"Ah saw ya starin' at my sister's big ol' rump there."
Oh! No, no, I wasn't--
>"Who can blame ya? That body of hers would be a cryin' shame to ignore. She works like a dog, so a nice mix of muscle tone and good ol' ass fat rests in those applebottom cheeks"
Look, I don't know what you're implying, but-
>"What Ah'm implyin' is that you wanna get over there and rut mah sister right here an' now for the whole marketplace to see."
How old are you?
>"Old enough ta know that this is a monkey that likes his banana with a side a' apples. Imagine jus' slidin' those perfect cheeks around your huge ape pecker."
>Applejack is still loading apples from what you can see
Where are your parents?
>"Oh ya like mother-daughter threesomes? Well ahr mama's gone but ah can join in if ya like."
Oh my God no.
>"We can even get ahr big brother Big Mac in there if ya want it to be 'family friendly'."
Did somePONY lose a filly around here!?
>"It ain't like they ain't "used" ta each other by now."
>Okay fuck this you're leaving
>You grab as many bushels of bananas as you can and haul ass out of there
>"W-wait, Ah could probably get mah granny in on it, too!"
>You take your chipmunk's bounty and just run back home
>You'll rent a different stall, farther away next time
 
>Applebloom kicks some dirt up at her feet
>"Shucks. Ah guess wingmare wasn't my cutie-mark either.."