- >The sun rises as Fluttershy begins her day.
- >She used to have so much to do, but not these days.
- >Never the less the simple routines of morning fill her with a sense of peace.
- >She enjoys it while it lasts, for she knows what is coming.
- >More precisely she knows who is coming.
- >A harsh knock on the door breaks the tranquility of the morning.
- >With a heavy sigh she opens her door.
- >She learned the hard way not to keep him waiting.
- Good morning my love!
- >Anonymous sweeps Fluttershy into his arms and begins to kiss her passionately.
- >She struggles in vain to break his grip on her.
- >His mouth tastes of the bacon he ate for breakfast.
- >It’s all Fluttershy can do to not gag and cry at the same time.
- I just came by to see how my best girl is doing.
- >FS: I’m not
- I have to say love; your home is much more pleasant now that those filthy animals are gone.
- >FS: But I didn’t you
- Well I have to get going now. Equestia won’t protect itself.
- >He grabs Fluttershy and kisses her roughly one more time.
- Goodbye love. I’ll be sure to come by tonight and give you lots of that hot monkey dick you enjoy so much.
- >Fluttershy goes back inside and brushes her teeth until her gums bleed.
- >She then takes the hottest shower she can stand and uses the harshest soap made in Equestria.
- >She’ll head off to the Everfree forest soon.
- >Her animal friends are all staying with Zecora.
- >They were all scared of the human.
- >Fluttershy didn’t blame them. He scares her too.
- >Anon won’t go near Zecora. He calls her the “niggar” p0ny.
- >Fluttershy’s not sure what that means, but she certainly wishes she was one.
- >Maybe then he’d leave her alone.
- >But he won’t. Fluttershy knows that she can’t stay at her house tonight.
- >He’ll be here waiting.
- >Hopefully Rarity can take her in for the night.
- >If not, she can always stay in the Everfree with Zecora.
- >Anonymous is walking towards P0nyville.
- >His head held high, his chest out, and his hickory stick by his side.
- >He is the self-proclaimed chosen one and hero of Equestria.
- >Why else would he have been transported to this land if not to be a hero?
- >Why, any other reasoning is simply absurd.
- >Anonymous is here to right wrongs and defend the realm and nothing is going to stop him.
- >He makes his way home to check on his adopted daughter.
- Heather I’m home.
- >Scootaloo comes out of her room.
- >SL: My name isn’t Heather.
- It is now that I’ve officially adopted you.
- >Poor Scootaloo looked as though someone killed her cat in front of her.
- >Then resurrected the cat.
- >Then ate it alive.
- >Digested it and shat it out in front of her.
- >SL: Wait what?
- That’s right, you’re officially mine now.
- >she replies with false enthusiasm “That’s great Anon”
- Dad.
- >What?
- You’ll call me Dad from now on, okay Heather?
- >Um….okay….Dad?
- Yes Heather?
- >Can I go out and play with my friends now?
- Of course, just be back for dinner.
- >What are we having?
- Pork chops.
- >Scootaloo turned green at that moment.
- >She managed to keep the bile down.
- >Anonymous was oblivious to most things, but if she ralphed in front of him, he’d never let her leave.
- >SL: O-okay Ano-Dad, I’ll just head out now.
- Sure thing kiddo.
- >He then sweeps the little filly up and crushes her in a great bear hug.
- >She squirms and finally gets away, running out the door as though her life depends on it.
- I’m such an awesome father.
- >The time for the evening meal came and went. Scootaloo did not return home.
- >This filled Anon with worry, annoyance, and most importantly, anger.
- >How dare she turn her nose up at his hospitality!
- >She has no idea what he went through to secure that adoption.
- >His moustache still tastes of Mayor Mare’s naughty bits.
- >Oh, this little filly is going to get it when she gets home.
- >Anon goes down to the basement to retrieve one of the few items that came with him to Equestria.
- I finally have a use for this.
- >It’s dark when Scootaloo returns.
- >She stayed with Sweetie Belle and Applebloom for as long as she could.
- >But all good things must come to an end.
- >Now she has to come home.
- >She briefly contemplates sleeping in the clubhouse.
- >But even Anonymous is better than timber wolves skulking around your sleeping arrangements.
- >She walks in the house, it’s dark so maybe Anon went to sleep already.
- >A voice from the interior of the house speaks.
- Hello Heather.
- >Oh, hey Anon. Sorry I came home so late…
- That’s two.
- >Two of what Anon, you’re being really strange.
- >Without another word Anon leaps onto the filly and begins slapping her in the face repeatedly.
- I AM YOUR FATHER NOW!
- >SLAP
- YOU WILL CALL ME DADDY!
- >SLAP
- AND WHEN I SAY BE HOME FOR DINNER, YOU.SLAP. WILL.SLAP. COME.SLAP. HOME!
- >He picks up the stunned filly.
- >She’s blubbering incoherently.
- I run a house of discipline young lady.
- I can’t have you doing whatever you want whenever you want.
- >He opens up the dog kennel he retrieved from the basement.
- Just remember Heather, I’m doing this because I love you.
- >He tosses her inside and closes the door.
- >He opens the closet door and places the kennel inside.
- I’m going to visit Miss Fluttershy, I’ll think about letting you out when I get back.
- >SL: Anon wait, don’t leave me in here!
- >Anon closes the door.
- >Her muffled cries and apologies are in vain.
- >Anon has gone to get his dick wet.
- >It’s one in the morning when Anonymous returns home.
- >He has an empty bottle of Applejack Daniels in each hand.
- >And a pair of blue balls between his legs.
- >He never did find Fluttershy.
- >Her house was completely empty when he arrived.
- >He tore the place apart looking for her.
- >He is not a man to take being snubbed lightly.
- >He ended up going into town searching for her.
- >None of her friends were willing to tell him where she was.
- >But it didn’t seem as though she was hiding with any of them.
- >The p0nies are terrible liars.
- >With no Fluttershy to have hot crying struggling sex with.
- >Anon returned home.
- >After drinking.
- >Now since he can’t vent his frustrations one way, he’ll have to find another.
- >He goes to the closet where Scootaloo is kept.
- >She had cried herself to sleep.
- >Anon removes his belt and loops it around his hand.
- >He quietly opens the cage and gently lifts the little filly up.
- >He carries her onto the couch and sits with her in his lap.
- YOUR NAME IS HEATHER!
- He ends the exclamation by bringing his belt down onto her flank.
- >Scootaloo screams and pisses herself in terror.
- What the fuck Heather?
- >He hits her again.
- I’ll teach you to piss on me!
- >He hits her over and over again.
- >Scootaloo kicks out blindly and scores a direct hit to Anon’s junk.
- >She uses the opportunity to scramble away from the drunken man.
- You’ll pay for that you little bitch.
- >He stalks toward her, belt in hand.
- >A tear in space and time appears over Anon’s head.
- >The tear rips downward messily bisecting the surprised human.
- >Two men walk out of the rift.
- >Mous: What the blueberry fuck Anon?
- >Anon: Shit, that’s not supposed to happen.
- >Mous: Just open another portal and get us out of here.
- >And so the two men disappear in a flash of light.
- >Leaving a bloody but relieved Scootaloo behind.
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