Windows Defender!

Grraaahhh!

>You cry out, struggling against the web restraints on the wall as a set of needle-sharp fangs pierce the nape of your neck.

>A burning pain quickly fills your veins as the teeth withdraw, spreading lower and lower throughout your body and setting your capillaries on fire.

>Above you, a set of soulless obsidian spheres gaze hungrily upon your naked form; clothing torn away by nimble tendrils and claws.

>Your assailant grins, dripping venom of arousal onto violet fur.

>Far more monster than pony; the hooked spindles of her spidery legs sprouted from along the spine, supporting a sickeningly thin earth pony body uncomfortably close to yours.

>Your nose fills with the smell of burnt lavender and ash.

>You start to pant , feeling inexplicably warm as the intruder begins to laugh.

>"Hahaha~ now you will be mine...and ONLY mine."

>The home invader coos, caressing your cheek with a slender pony hoof.

>"I warned you about resisting..."

I refuse to be taken advantage of by a virus!

>"You don't have much of a choice, darling."

>Soon you feel her vile venom creep into your lower stomach, nearly making you ill before moving into your sex.

>Against your every effort, your manhood rises into the air and throbs with a burning need for release.

>She lowers herself with her spidery appendages to get a better view.

>Just her breath against your head is enough to make you groan; the world spins around you as you develop tunnel vision.

>"My, my...what an impressive breed you are. So thick, so long, so,"

>She takes a sniff of your shaft.

>"...fertile."

>She finishes with a growl.

I'll never love a monster...

>You mumble out in both pain and lust.

>"Doesn't mean you can't father a brood. You have such a lovely, secluded home to harbor our future family, my dear. You will be a marvelous father for our viral clutch..."

>Moving her pony appendages out of the way and using her spidery legs, the virus slides her scrawny bodice against you, revealing an ebony marehood.

>Her sex drips a disgusting greenish-yellow fluid slowly onto your legs and scrotum, indicating her perverse arousal.

>A musk begins to replace the smell of ash inside your nostrils.

>You manhood only throbs harder.

No...I'll never...No!

>You cry out, throwing your head to the side.

>"Yes you will, my love."

>She hisses in reply, lowering her squelching, winking marehood closer and closer to your crown.

>You clench your eyes, and resign yourself to your fate.

>BOOM!

>The wall across from you explodes with a rainbow spectrum, sending dust and debris everywhere.

>"Not so fast, you filthy virus!"

>An adorable voice squeaks from the rubble.

>Your would-be rapist flies back from the force, crying out in shock as the smoke settles as you both observe the new face.

>A pair of narrow eyes look on the scene with confidence, hidden behind a thin Zoro-like mask.

>"Windows Defender!? No!"

My hero!

>The foalish superhero stands proudly, a set of tight red polyester spandex snug against her light-blue fur.

>A small yellow shoulder cape, emblazed with the letter "D", flaps cutely in the open breeze.

>"Now, get out of here before I squish you like the bug you are!"

>The virus rises, hissing violently before charging the young filly.

>"Not before my groom fertilizes my eggs!"

>Narrowly missing the attacking claws, Windows Defender dodges each spidery leg.

>"Windows Smart Screen, go!"

>The unicorn horn, sprouting from her dark-blue mane, begins to glow with an intense light.

>In an instant, a swatter-like screen slams against the virus, sweeping her up and squeezing her painfully.

>"Nggaahhh! Nooo..."

>She groans in agony.

>"Now, back to the deep Everfree from whence you came!"

>With a flash of her horn, the foal pixilates your wailing assailant off into nothingness before another peep escapes her lips.

Th-thank you...

>You gasp, heart racing from both the excitement and the venom.

>"All in a day's work, 'sir'..."

>She giggles softly, trotting up to you.

>"Oh no! You've been bitten!"

>She points out, a little too cheerfully for your taste.

Yes I was...

>You blush in embarrassment with Windows Defender being shadowed by your thick erection and swollen testicles.

Can you let me dow-

>"Well there's only one true way to remove the potent effects of a virus' venom, and it cannot be accomplished easily or alone."

>She cuts you off, lowering her head before giving your well-defined ridge a playful lick.

>You moan in confusion as she takes you into her mouth and suckles longingly on the head.

>Before long, a small stream of precum leaks out into her thirsty mouth.

>She pulls her lips off you, her chest rising and falling with deep breaths.

>"My scan shows you are positively overflowing with the effects of venom! When was the last time you were 'cleaned out'?"

>She chides teasingly before turning around, moving her tail to the side.

What are you doing...?!

>You pant while flexing against the web restraints, the world spinning once more from the lusty sensations flowing through you.

>With a thum of magic, the young heroine makes a lengthy rip in her tight red spandex to reveal a winking, azure marehood of her own.

>"Performing an in-depth cleansing, silly."

>She coos, squirting a modest amount of filly juice onto your head and shaft before grinding it against her moist lips.

>"The 'D' doesn't just stand for 'Defender', Anon."

>She whispers inaudibly to herself, smiling in anticipation.

>You hiss, grinding your teeth together as her rocking hips slowly force your aching head inside.

>"Oh DOS, you're big..."

>She groans, dilating her marehood in a futile attempt to allow you deeper.

>Her muscles contract, pulling your glans by the ridge centimeter by centimeter further inside.

>You knock your head against the wall, unable to endure such pleasure as the venom still burns within.

>Eventually, the filly begins to rise and lower herself against you, rocking back and forth.

>"Mmm...just relax, 'sir', and let me take care of everything."

>Lewd slaps fill the room, mixed with the cries of the filly as she breeds you.

>Lost to the sensations of sex, you can only moan out garbled attempts at questions.

 >However, you are drowned out as the foal screams into the air, arcing her back clenching almost painfully against your shaft.

>A river of light-yellow marecum flows readily against your legs, mixing with her sweaty fur as her whole bodice quivers.

>The smell of hay and musk fills the air.

>"L-looks like *ah* you have quite the stubborn load..."

>Windows Defender pants, still shuddering around your half-buried cock splitting her in two.

>Slowly massaging your length with her marehood, she flexes her slender muscles underneath the spandex as she milks you; the glint of the light contrasts against the colors of her small cape.

>You tighten your jaw, feeling the venom light your brain up as your seed rises through your shaft.

>"S-so deep..."

>Hyper-sexed, you buck your hips against her in an attempt to knot yourself deep inside the sexy heroine's womb.

>She feels you getting closer, and quickens her vaginal massage.

>"Yesss...let it all out inside; it's the only way!"

>She moans with a squeaking voice.

>Without a second thought, your body shudders as you mind goes blank.

>Thick, heavy spurts of cream explode into the young mare's very core.

Ahhh!

>You nearly scream, but can only manage gasping for air as one of the most powerful orgasms of your life overtakes you.

>Made hyper-sensitive by the venom, your testicles can only contract and contract while you flood the foal's shallow basin.

>"Yes Anon, fill me up,"

>The masked filly grunts to herself.

>"Make me pregnant..."

>You groan lewdly into the air as your bountiful load finally tapers off.

>With a sigh of pleasure, the foal manages to slowly dislodge your aching glans from her womb.

>She turns around on quivering legs, only to gasp in surprise as you remain rigid in the air.

That...that was...oohhh!

>You're cut off once more as Windows Defender plants her lips firmly against your crown, sucking up your dripping seed.

>The foal grins devilishly, her still-winking marehood leaking white streams.

>"It looks like we have a long afternoon ahead of us coaxing out all this venom from your system..."

>You gulp, lowering your head and resigning yourself to further "scanning".

>The filly giggles once more, a blush spreading from out underneath her mask before lowering her head.

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>Later that night, you work on repairing your wall, half-exhausted and sexually drained.

>Your OS filly, Windows Eight, wobbles inside the door on shaky hooves while floating a large bag of delicious carrots.

>"Wow, what did I miss?"

>She scans the room lazily.

>"Let's just say that I'm buying us a new firewall for when you're out picking up groceries again...where were you all day? Are you alright? You look wobbly."

>You ask, putting down your tools and taking the carrots from the air.

>"Oh I, er, just tripped while levitating all these carrots home. Whew, I'm beat! I'm hitting the shower before powering down for bed. Night!"

>She states hurriedly with a smirk before quickly trotting to the bathroom.

>As Winnie passes, you can't help but smell a strong hint of musk and sweat.

>You shake the thought from your head as your stomach grumbles.

>Ah well, it looks like you'll be having some tasty carrots for dinner at least.