- >Day Investigation in Equestria
- >You are Anon, master-class spy
- >007 ain't got shit on you
- >If it weren't for you, Osama would've bin Laden down some shit on the US right now
- >If it weren't for you, Sadam would've Hussein something about Iraqi democracy
- >If it weren't-
- >No more shitty puns, you're better than this
- >...
- >That's a lie.
- >But no more punny jokes for now
- >Your latest task has been set by someone you'd never thought you'd be in bed with, metaphorically AND literally
- >Bananabashful, the animal rapist you had to hunt down a couple years ago.
- >Recently she escaped from prison,
- >She has given you evidence which implies that Rarity is a member of the pony KKK.
- >According to the document, she's been planning to kill that zebra that lives in the Everfree.
- >Zecora, you think her name is.
- >That's besides the point. All you gotta do is save her.
- >It's an odd job, but you weren't exactly employed by anyone
- >”Gimme bits, get my wits” is your motto
- >With the yellow pony standing in front of you, there's one thing left to do.
- “Where do I begin?”
- >Outside Carousel Boutique, you lie in the shade of a tree
- >Horrific events are going to unfold
- >Or to the best of your knowledge they were
- >According to Yellowrapist, Rarity is going to be “serving” Zecora today
- >Unusual, seeing as zebras didn't normally wear dresses
- >As she slips inside the door, you sneakily slide along the floor to the window.
- >Propping your trusty Bush-Hat 5000 on top of your head, you rise your head up so you have a view of inside
- >...That's not how a Ku Klux Pony treats a zebra.
- >”Oh my dear Rarity! Give your love to me!”
- >You turn away from the window, your stomach lurching.
- >That was your dad's fault, making you hate lesbian action like that
- >What a bastard he was.
- >Back to the mission at hand
- >Fluttershy either got the wrong info, or set this up on purpose
- >But for what reason?
- >Ignoring your stomachs cry for release, you decide to brave the homopones
- >Crashing in through the door, tranquillizer raised, you shout
- “Well well well what's goin' on in HERE?!”
- >The pair look up at you, gasping
- “I'm Anon, and I've come to stop your schemes Rarity!”
- >They hide their exposed genitals, their faces contorting into embarrassment
- >Red-faced, one speaks up
- >”Goodness, we have been found! With our marehoods exposed, abound!”
- >...
- >Do all zebras talk like this?
- >With the distraction, the white artisan of clothing has approached without your knowing
- >In a sultry voice, she speaks
- >”I believe he WANTED to find us here...”
- >Inches away from your face, Rarity bats her eyelids
- >”Didn't you?”
- >Before you can respond, her lips are planted upon yours
- “Mmphrgh!”
- >She retracts, a trail of saliva following
- “What the fuck?!”
- >Before you can voice any more complaints to Human Resources, your trousers are on the floor, quickly followed by your underwear
- >Rarity looks down, waving for Zecora to come over.
- >They both giggle at your [spoiler]small dick[/spoiler]
- >”What is this little one doing here? It's as if it is a fledgling spear!”
- “What the hell are you talking about?”
- >The zebra smiles seductively
- >”Anon, should you please my winking clit, I will not reveal your shrinking wit.”
- “I are not be of dumb!”
- >What the fuck is going on here?
- >”Darling, what EVER happened to manners? Don't you know how to please two ladies?”
- >Rarity uses her magic to pull over her Drama Chair, Zecora then pushes you onto it
- “B-b-but Fluttershy-”
- >”Is a fool. Now come here!”
- >And...
- >Face-full-o-crotchtits.
- >The fact you're lanky doesn't help. Rarity is heavier than you thought.
- >And with that, you're pinned.
- >Rarity looks at the zebra, ushering her over
- >She comes over, and proceeds to slam herself onto your member
- “ICTHVGH!”
- >Screaming was useless, the crotchtits you were being forced to suckle on blocked any sound.
- >The zebra begins to pump herself up and down
- >You find yourself struggling for breath as these mares go to town on you
- >It takes a big effort, but you attempt to sit up to force Rarity from you
- >She groans slightly
- >Without warning, a hoof is planted to your face
- >”What do you think you're doing, Anon?!”
- “You'r-”
- >Unable to complete your sentence, another hoof slams into your jaw
- >”You could've just enjoyed my generosity and Zecora!”
- >The striped one continues massaging your erection with her walls
- >”Rarity, leave him be. Stop being a foalish filly.”
- >She slams a hoof down on your chest, turning so her vagina is at your face
- >”Now, Anon... I give you one last chance...”
- >You remain motionless.
- >The white mare turns her head, venom in her eyes.
- >”Anon.”
- >No movements.
- >”Fine.”
- >Wetness covers your face.
- >You can't breathe through your nose, so you're forced to open your mouth
- >The torrent of marejuices is like a flash flood in Arizona
- >Best make this as bearable as possible.
- >Just as you're about to thrust your tongue inside, you hear snickering
- >Exploding from Carousel Boutique's door is Pinkie, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy
- >Laughter erupts from all 3 of them
- >You are Anon, master-class spy
- >And today, you were tricked into being raped by
- >Fucking Fluttershy.
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