
Drunk story #5 (Flutterrape)
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Shiggler on
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>7drunk9u in Equestria
>Day Entropy
>“Anon, it's much too late. We are at our last bank of resource.”
>Celestia tries to convince you but you aren't buying it.
>Not at all.
>She's telling you all of these facts and figures but...
>Do you care?
>Like hell you do.
“How is this my problem?”
>The Sunbutt seems to think you can't outwit her, even in this state you're in.
>“I have to say, with no energy being generated... we have to rely on the rapecore.”
>From behind her podium, a yellow figure emerges.
>“We e-either die... Or we rape.”
>You stare gormlessly at the dumb pone.
>“What's it gonna be?”
>Well, of course you know the answer.
“I'M GETTIN THE FUCK OUTTA DODGE”
>Doing a huge kick you flip over the fuckin pissmute rapist.
>Shitebag.
>She tries to grab your leg but you know better
>You flail it around as though it's some chicken.
>She lets go and you go SWEET HOME ALA-notbama.
>Fuck Obama.
>Fuckin Obama instead of
>Fuckin Fluttershy.