My Little Pen Pal

>Dear Princess Molestia,

 

>It's me, Fluttershy. As you know, Anon is a human that has come to live in ponyville. Everyone loves him. But not like me...

>I write you in need of help. You see, Anon is in denial. He thinks he doesn't want sweet p0ny lovin', but i know.

>I know what he needs.

>I've made several advances.

>I know if I can get his seed inside me, he'll see things my way.

>Princess have you ever seen a big juicy, veiny monkey penis?

>It's just... the best.

>Can you write some decree that makes every Tuesday Rut Fluttershy Day?

>Or just give me some... advice?

>I'm so wet...

 

>Fluttershy

 

 

>Dear Fluttershy,

 

>I'm sorry to hear of your plight my child.

>And yes, I have gorged on my fair share of delectable.... rods.

>Of every species!

>You should see my collection down in the royal kennels.

>You have good taste.

>Try a love potion.

>I have sent Twilight Sparkle the instructions and she will brew it for you.

>PS- send pics.

 

>Molestia

 

 

I don't think we added enough of my hair Twilight...

>Twilight glares at you through the fumes of the bubbling cauldron.

>"Fluttershy I THINK I know how to mix a potion up thank you!"

>You mutter an apology and hide behind your mane.

>You begin going over plans of how you will get Anon to drink your love potion.

>Twilight has been up for two days making it, starting over several times at the mercy of her OCD.

>"This BETTER get your shy yellow flank laid or else!"

>She's losing it a bit. Her mane has started getting messy and her eyes a little twitchy.

>You know it won't be long before Twilight loses it again, so you decide to go see Pinkie about baking a.... special pie.

Thanks again Twilight, I'll b-be back soon.

 

 

>You've done it.

>The potion is complete and Pinkie has baked it into a pumpkin pie.

>Anon's favorite.

>You head to his house with the baked roofie, smash in the upstairs window by throwing a squealing Angel bunny through it and fly in.

>Anon is in the shower by the sound of it.

>Fighting your excitement, you leave the pie on his desk with a note explaining that it's from Pinkie Pie.

>You've made sure it has an extra coating of your spit and marejuice and leave the way you came, grabbing another pair of Anon's used boxers to add to your collection.

>The smell of human crotch is magical.

>Twilight waits outside for you in a bad mood tapping her hoof on the ground.

>"I'm going to stick around, and if you don't get your hole plugged by this guy, I'll MAKE it happen so you will finally shut up."

>She must be menstrual.

>And now... the waiting game.

>"Dicks ahoy!"

 

 

>Minutes later and Anon comes stumbling out the door.

>He's naked, still wet from the shower and has some pie on his face.

>He notices the two of you and begins stumbling over in a drunken daze.

>It's happening.

>The floodgates open, and your marejuice instantly begins pooling in the dirt below you.

>"Cum to mommy Anon!"

>You hold your hooves out, but Anon pushes past your wingboners and jumps on Twilight.

>She starts moaning as Anon puts his monkey meat inside of her and begins going to town.

>You try to pull him off but he pushes you away and kisses your friend deeply, which she returns with a lot of tongue.

>You fly away as fast as you can back home crying.

>Time to write Molestia again.

 

 

>Dear Fluttershy,

 

>I'm sorry to hear the potion failed.

>I did not anticipate my student's desperation to lose her virginity...

>She will be punished.

>Why don't you try watersports? I know that gets my oven cooking.

>Ever been pissed on?

>PS- You never sent pics. I don't work for free.

 

>Molestia

 

 

>Urinating on someone is much too embarrassing...

>But it could be Anon's fetish...

>You head to the school house in a nervous flitter.

>Hunting her down is easy when you know who she's always with.

>Rarity has told you before that Sweetie Belle is a frequent bed-wetter.

>"Hi Fluttershy, what are you doing at school?"

H-hello Sweetie Belle... um...

>Making sure no one is looking, you quickly nab the filly in a large cloth sack and fly back to your cottage.

>She's screaming the whole way and you notice yellow liquid starts dripping from the bag.

>She's wet herself in fear.

Oh my...

>At least you know how easy it is.

W-well we'll just have to fill you back up.

>You enter your cottage and lock the door.

 

 

>Sweetie is gagged and bound on your couch.

>She's crying and you stroke her mane.

Hush now, quiet now, time to fill your belly...

>Your song doesn't seem to help and you can see she's attempting to do magic.

>Her horn makes a noise like flatulence and fizzles.

>Time to fill 'er up.

Please don't scream little one...

>You remove the gag and quickly jam a funnel down her throat before she can scream.

>Her tears well up as you begin to pour a steady stream of apple juice straight down her little throat.

O-only the best for Anon.

>She's not having much trouble taking the juice so you crack open another bottle.

Shh, no more tears now, only wet dreams...

 

 

>With Sweetie Belle filled up, her little belly bulging, you place her back in the sack and quickly fly to Anon's before she can let out your work.

>You fly through the still smashed window and find Anon still asleep in bed.

>He looks so cute and you notice his glorious morning wood.

>Snapping out of your fantasies you lift the gagged filly from the sack by her hair.

>She struggles like a critter and you hold her over Anon's face.

Morning shower...

>When you start rubbing Sweetie Belle's belly she cringes and fights to hold it in.

>But a few drops escape and drip into Anon's open mouth.

>He makes a troubled face in his sleep and smacks his lips.

>A little more rubbing and Sweetie breaks.

>Her eyes open wide and cross, urine pours out of her dousing Anon's face.

>"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

>He jumps up and scratches at his face.

>You throw Sweetie Belle over your shoulder and eagerly fly in front of your lover.

I-is watersports y-your fetish Anon?

>He spits and wipes his face.

NO! GET OUT NOW!

>You fly Sweetie back to school in defeat.

Molestia will know how to fix this...

 

 

>Dear Fluttershy,

 

>This guy's a tough one to crack.

>But it will be worth all the work in the end when you have him balls deep inside of you.

>Here's what you do.

>Brush his teeth.

>I know from experience with Luna that having someone else brush your teeth is beyond stimulating.

>Had myself a royal maregasm.

>I believe there's a mare in town named Colgate.

>She's an expert.

>PS- the pics you sent were great! Her little tummy bulge was so CUTE! My hooves are still sticky.

 

>Molestia

 

 

>You've never met Colgate, but Pinkie Pie gladly tells you where she works.

>You arrive at the Ponyville dental clinic and nervously enter.

>A blue pony approaches and you see her nametag says 'Colgate'.

>"Can I help you?"

>Her smile is perfect.

>You awkwardly explain your situation.

>She's more understanding than you hoped.

>"You bring him in and i can get you a private room and all the dental equipment you need."

>You squee in delight and thank her.

>Time to get Anon.

>The next day you wait for Anon in a dark room at the dental clinic.

>Using a forged letter placed in his mailbox, Anon is sure to arrive for his 'appointment'.

>You hear footsteps outside and hide under the desk.

>The door opens and Colgate enters followed by a nervous looking Anon.

>"Just have a seat mister Anon,"

>She straps him down to the chair and winks at you.

>You take this as your cue to jump out.

>But you can't.

>You feel yourself frozen with magic.

>You can't move or speak.

>Colgate sneers at you over Anon's shoulder as she hoists herself up to straddle him, her horn glowing.

>"What are you doing?!" Anon struggles.

 

 

>Colgate reaches down to unbutton Anon's pants.

>You try to scream but nothing comes out.

>His cock is pulled out and the blue unicorn wraps her tongue around it, staring at you the whole time.

>"Help! HELP! I'm BEING RAPED!!"

>Colgate covers his mouth and grins.

>"Shshshhhh..."

>Her magic silences him as well and she picks up a silver instrument from a tray.

>She slides it between his lips and uses it to crank his jaws open and lock in place.

>Stroking his dick with one hoof, she grabs a toothbrush in the other.

>You can't see his face, but you know Anon is terrified.

>"Brushie brushie!" she giggles and pushes Anon's member into her folds while placing the toothbrush in his mouth.

>Her eyes lock with yours as she starts to pump her hips and brush simultaniously.

>You hear that she has allowed Anon's moans of pleasure to be heard.

>You don't know how much more you can take and are disgusted by the wetness of your crothu dentist pony arches her back and moans.

>She removes the toothbrush from Anon's mouth and begins using it to rub her pussy while she works herself up and down on his shaft, fluids flowing heavily.

>Not even closing your eyes is an option.

>She's got them forced open with her spell.

>Suddenly she gasps with a grin and pulls Anon out of her.

>His load spews out onto her belly, some of it oozing from her insides.

>She holds up the toothbrush and collects some fresh pearl jam on the bristles.

>Putting the toothbrush in her mouth, she hops off of Anon, releases the magic holding you and trots merrily out of the room.

>"Have a nice day! Remember to brush!"

>You cry under the desk, thinking of what to write to Molestia next.

 

 

>Dear Fluttershy,

 

>I've downloaded the entire Pearl Jam discography and can guarantee Jeremy will never speak in class again.

>I've also made an appointment to get my teeth cleaned next Tuesday.

>This Anon is one tough cookie to fuck...

>Maybe you should try getting him drunk?

>I know Applejack has plenty of cider left.

>PS- why did you send a picture of your ass? I guess i'll use it... the shit i put up with...

 

>Molestia

 

 

>Somehow Anon has agreed to come with you to Applejack's.

>"You better not try any shit tonight Fluttershy."

>You fly next to him inhaling his scent discreetly.

Oh no Anon... I just thought you'd enjoy some cider.

>"I plan on drinking a lot with Rainbow, so she'll stop you if you get all rapey."

I'm sure she will.

>You arrive and enter the barn.

>There's a small party going on.

>Rarity gossips with some mares, tipsy already from wine.

>Rainbow Dash immediately flies to Anon with a cider.

>"Catch up wimp!"

>You lean over and slip Rainbow some bits.

Keep them coming

>The whole night you watch Anon from afar as he gets more drunk by the hour.

>Dash is even more inebriated and passes out.

Well, I better get Anon h-home!

>Applejack stumbles over and puts a hoof on your shoulder.

>"Take... take him.... take him upstairs to the... guest room."

Okay!

>Minutes of dragging and coaxing later, you have your prize alone in a room.

>You push him onto the bed and squee.

>"Flutsershyz ahi said nooooooo fuck..."

>He probably won't remember this.

>You begin moving a tall dresser in front if the door, but suddenly the door is slammed into on the other side and the dresser falls on you.

OWWWWW!

>You're pinned under the furniture and Anon laughs at you.

>Applebloom stumbles into the room with a bump on her head and closes the door.

>She has a blush on her face and hiccups twice.

>"Ahm drunk! And ahm horny!"

>She looks at Anon, trying to focus her vision and smiles.

>"Ahm gittin' lucky..."

 

 

>You can barely groan from the dresser squishing your diaphram.

N-noooo.... go away....

>Applebloom haphazardly hops up to Anon's stomach and begins licking the crotch of his jeans.

>Anon giggles and pokes her butt that's facing him.

>"Yay Applejack! Whoohoooo!"

>Applbloom bites the button of his pants and struggles to pull them down, her bow bouncing.

>"Mah. Name. Is. Applebloom and. Ugh! Ahm gunna. Make you. ugh! Scream mah name!"

>She succeeds at getting the pants off with one last tug and tumbles backwards off the bed.

Anon has.... whiskey di-dick, it'll never... work! Just... go to bed!

>The filly hops back up and puts Anon's limp manhood between her pussy lips like a hotdog and slides herself back and forth.

>"He's gunna git hard for me. Watch F-fluttershy..."

 

 

Anon r-run!

>"Naw bro, Imma fuck Applejack in the butt lol!"

>He's beyond drunk.

>Applebloom stands back up, her small clitoris connected to Anon's cock by a strand of thick clear fluid.

>He's now rock hard.

>"Ahm not big enough tah take it... And mah name is Applebloom!"

>She thinks for a second, then crawls up to Anon's chest and plops her plot down on his face.

>"Eat some apples!"

What are you... DOING!?

>Anon complies and begins licking her ass.

>"That tickles! Hahahahah!"

>No matter how hard you try you can't escape from under the dresser.

But... but you p-poop from there!

>Applebloom drools and her eyes roll up.

>"Not fer a couple days after this..."

>She gets up again and squats over Anon's rod, saliva dripping from her brown hole to his tip.

>Is anal Anon's fetish?

 

 

>Applebloom slowly lowers her rear and hiccups.

Nooooooo...

>You're about to pass out from the lack of oxygen.

>Slowly Anon slides into the tipsy filly.

>"Oh god Applejack thatsh... gewd..."

>Applebloom whinneys and gets herself fully around him.

>"Yer gunna straighten out mah insides Anon..."

>She begins rocking and drooling, her twat leaking all over Anon's stomach.

>He rolls over, grabs her back hooves and begins thrusting rapidly.

>Applebloom shrieks and begins squirting like a hose.

>With a couple more thrusts Anon grunts and falls over asleep, sliding out of her with a squelch.

>Applebloom lays in a daze leaking human seed and smeared with her juices.

>"Goodnight yall..."

>She passes out.

>Soon you black out crying.

Fucking... Molestia...

 

 

FIN