Grievous

>Day 817 in Equestria.

>there is no respite form this hell.

>Every day, another rape attempt,

>Every day another rape dollar.

>To your credit, you have only lost to these rapists a few times, losing consciousness or something, but after winning, they would try a new tactic anyway, like it was only a game.

>Games aren't your fetish, and neither was rape.

>The two offenders had long since resorted to gimmicks and costumes, and deathnote-esque planning and foresight.

>That day in particular was bad.

>But Applerapist had come by yesterday, and that meant Flutterkink was up to bat.

>You open the door, preparing to stop her plans before they even begin.

>Fluttershy, dressed in white metal and a cape leaps over your head through your doorway, wielding two..what appeared to be...

>Green and blue dildos.

>Oh shit!

>You roll out of the way as she lands, and swipes at where you were and take a closer look at your assailant.

>There are white metal claws on each hoof, even the back ones, and 1 purple and 1 red dildo on her back.

"You've made a Grievous error, Fluttershy."

>She gives you a look, and no words, she is REALLY into it today.

"I'm a Star Wars enthusiast."

>You whip out one hand and snatch the purple dildo, and she equips the red in one of her back hooves, balancing on the last one, and flutter-jumping to keep ready for an attack.

>You clash, she is spinning them like helicopter blades, and you can barely keep up parrying them with purple.

>You are disarmed at last, and she holds the dildos to your throat.

"Alright, I admit defeat."

>She doesn't answer, but swipes at your head.

>KO!

>That's what you get for messing with a cold psychopathic rape machine like Fluttershy.

 

Fucking Fluttershy