Overpony -2-

"Oh, you're going to have such a good time with all the other critters. I'm sure you'll fit in just fine."

>Other critters?

>As in, creatures that are not crushed beneath your boots?

>This will not do.

>So much that needs killing and not enough weapons to do so.

>You have a long day ahead of you what with this unicorn wathcing you so intently.

>The piss colored pegasus brings you to her home, a little cottage near the woods.

>Animals of all sorts can be heard chattering away.

>The place was a damn zoo of some sort.

"Here we are Mister... um... I guess we should give you a name."

>Fluttershy brings a hoof to her chin.

"Well, since you can't tell us your name, I guess I can call you Mr. Pokes since you're so spikey, that is if that's ok with you..."

>By all that is dark and unholy, you would be damned if you allow this creature to call you such a thing.

>The unircorn behind you is obviously making a great attempt not to laugh.

>The innocence of these creatures was sickening.

>Odds are, they spend their spare time frolicking in meadows and telling stories of friendship.

>This madness had to be stopped.

"Um, are you hungry? I don't know what you eat so I guess I'll just show you what I have."

>With her teeth, she opens the door to her house and slips inside.

"Well, come on darling, there's no need to stand out here all night. In you go."

>There was no way you could fit through that little door.

>The entry to her home was about as high as your waist.

>Rarity, seeing this, comes to your side.

"Oh dear, I guess you can't fit can you? That's quite alright, I will just teleport us inside."

>She brings a foreleg to your leg but stops a few inches away.

>Shying back from your armor, she levitates a handkerchief from evil-knows-where.

"How ever would you allow your clothing to get so filthy? We need to get you cleaned up right away!"

>She rubs away a layer of grime and caked blood from your left cuisse.

>You have to fight off the urge to try and bring an end to her right then.

>No moves should be made until you're sure you can avoid their magic.

>You were a conquerer of many lands, not a fool.

>Satisfied with her work, the unicorn brings a hoof to your thigh.

>No, not more magic.

>No no no NO NO NO

>With a light pop, you disappear into the cottage.

>If these creatures touch you with their filthy magic one more time...

>You appear to be in a sort of living room.

>The furniture was quite small and resembled a halfing's dwelling.

"There you are darling, now FLuttershy, I'm going to go prepare a bath for your guest. He is just positivly filthy!"

Fluttershy's voice is heard nearby.

"Oh ok, I'll start making something to eat. Um, Pokes, would you come here please?"

>You scowl under your helm at the thing's nickname for you.

>Play time is over, this game has gone on longer than you should have let it.

>You make your way to the kitchen the pegasus was in.

>A loud crack is heard as you step on a table.

"Fluttershy!? IS everything ok out there?"

>The pegasus comes back out from the kitchen.

"Oh yes Rarity, everything is ok."

>She turns her attention from the broken wooden table under your boot to you.

"Oh I'm sorry, I guess that was a bad place to put that table. Are you ok?"

>You stomp over to her making it a point to crush all the other small pieces of furniture.

>She lets out a small "eep!" as you bring your towering form before her.

>The spiked crown of your helm left scrapes across the low ceiling.

>You grab her by the throat and lift her up to eye level.

>She squeaks under your grip.

>You can't believe you're actually considering doing what you're about to, but you have no weapon.

>Pony minions will have to do.

>Casting your glowing gaze into her own, you pour all your malice and hatred into her.

YOU WILL OBEY

YOU ARE MINE

YOU WILL SERVE ME

>Her little mind bends to your will.

>This was just far too easy.

>These creatures were disgustingly simple.

>You drop her down to the floor after you finished bombarding her brain with your dominance.

WHO DO YOU SERVE

>She stands back up and makes a deep bow before you.

"I, um, serve only you M-Master."

>Your first pony minion.

>By the gods, the thought was sickening.

>However, one must make due with the resources at hand.

>You point down the little hallway to where Rarity disappeard off to.

BRING HER TO ME

>With that, Fluttershy runs off to who was once her friend, eager to serve her new master.

>You wait in the small living room while your minion trots off after the unicorn.

"Oh hello darling, the bath is ready an- OUCH!"

>You hear a loud clang.

"Fluttershy! What on earth did you do that fo- OW!"

>Another clang, this one louder than the first.

"I don't know what's gotten into you Fluttershy but I've half a mind t-"

>A third and final noise brings her voice to a silence.

>Fluttershy triumphantly drags the unicorn out of the bathroom by her tail.

>She brings her to your feet and sits back, a large grin on her face.

>There are three large bumps on the unicorn's head.

"I hope you don't mind Master, but um, I had to use a bucket to knock her out."

>Things were finally starting to look up for the better.

>You had a minion, soon to have another, and are finally making progress towards the inevitable destruction of this realm.

>After blasting the unicorn's mind with the same dominance you gave the pegasus you decide it's long past time to get out of this shit hole.

>Rarity gave no resistance at all in her unconscious state.

>Your ranks have grown by another pony.

>You turn to face the door that Fluttershy used to enter.

>Nope, you still won't fit.

>Somping over to it, your helm leaving more gashes in the ceiling, you crush through the door with a mighty kick.

>The whole house may as well be made of paper.

>With another couple of blows, you break a hole away from the wall big anough for you to leave.

>The sun has began to set.

>The birds have retreated back to their nests much to your relief.

>Even at night though, this land was horribly pleasant.

>It was time to change that.

WAKE THE SLEEPER

SHE WILL SERVE

>The piss pony trots over to the unconscious Rarity.

>She nudges the little marshmallow in her side with a hoof.

"Um, Rarity, it's time to wake up please..."

>This will not do, the pegasus is far too pure still.

>Time to force another helping of evil down her throat.

>You will her to stop and return to you outside.

>She floats over the rubble that was the remnants of her wall.

>She awaits commands, looking up at you eagerly.

>You place a gauntlet covered hand on her head and blast more corruption into her skull.

>Her legs start to buckle under your mental onslought and her eyes roll back in her head.

>You doubt such a creature would even be capable of such evil, but it's worth a shot.

>Before she keels over, you bring back your hand and lessen your naturally corrupting aura.

>Her head hangs low and her legs shake.

>No doubt the thing couldn't handle the massive amounts of cruelty pumped into her head.

>She then suddenly straightens, flicking her mane from covering her entire face.

"Hey! Hey you lazy little prissy bitch, stand the buck up!"

>Her normal trot is now more of a stomp as she nears the sleeping pony.

>Oh, what joy this will soon bring.

"Rise and shine mother fucker!"

>She brings a hoof across the unicorn's face with a swift slap.

>With a sharp gasp, her eyes jolt open.

"Oh looky, sleeping beauty finally decided to come back to the realm of the living. About bucking time!"

>Oh by the gods, this was just too good.

>The once disgustingly shy pony now seems to have grown some metaphorical balls.

>What mayhem she will bring...

"Darling, I KNOW you didn't just lay your filthy hooves on my coat!"

>Oh, the unicorn is pissed now.

>She returns the favor to Pisspony with a harsh slap of her own.

>Fuck, pony brawl.

>As entertaining as the jumble of yelling horses was, the time for pulling at eachother's manes was over.

>You would allow them to continue their fight later.

ENOUGH

COME TO ME

>They come to a halt at your command.

>Fluttershy had a mouthful of Rarity's hair while the unicorn was poised to deliver a kick to the pegasus' stomach.

>They release eachother and trot over to you.

>They were no minions, but they would do.

>In their little brawl, they managed to trash the living room.

>More broken furniture littered the floor atop what you already broke.

>Paintings and flowers were knocked down and dirt coated near everything.

>Sweet sweet carnage.

>At least they were capable of it.

>The yellow one, though thin and weak, turned out to be quite viscious.

>Perhaps it was from being so submissive all her life?

>It matters not now.

>The unicorn was just as frail looking, but could use magic to make up for it.

>Far from being any force to reckon with, but will have to do for now.

>The task at hand is to corrupt more of the little horses.

>You find they're not too bad after they've been bombarded by your dark magnificence.

>Perhaps leading a horde of the things will be bearable after all.

>fond memories begin to flood back of razing and pillaging the small villages outside your domain.

>Oh, those were the days...

>Perhaps the ponies here have similarly cheerful settlements to burn down.

>There is hope for this land yet with you here.

>With the familiarity of minions at your heels, you set out for more.

>After all, what's a slaughterous raid without a warband?