No Sex In Your Violence: Part 5

>It's getting dark now.

>Ponyville is cast in twilight of the non-pony kind.

>Dinky walks beside you to your house.

>She's a timid filly...

>The whole way home she keeps looking around as though something will jump out and grab her.

>She gives a cute 'eep!' when you pick her up.

What's wrong Dinky?

>She blushes and her ears droop, "I-I'm just nervous... can we get there faster?"

>Success!

>This pony is WAY too timid to try anything shifty.

>Your body is safe again.

>[INDEX] What is happening to me? [SCENE]

>You walk a little faster for her sake.

>The sun begins to fade.

>She lights her horn to lead the way.

>You don't really need it, but don't say anything after feeling her rapid breathing.

>It reminds you of your younger self.

>Scared and hopeless.

>Powerless against your mind.

>Is this little filly the same way?

>[KEEP] not at all. [DREAMING]

>You get to your home and bring her inside.

>She hops from your arms and skitters under the coffee table.

>You get on your hands and knees looking under the furniture.

Dinky, what are you doing?

>She sits in the shadows cowering, "I-I don't feel s-safe..."

>Hnnnnnn-mother fuckin-nnnnnng

>You pull a piece of candy stolen from Pinkie's out of your pocket and wave it at her.

Come on, it's safe. No one is here but us.

>She tentatively approaches the candy, stops to look around, then wobbles to your hand.

>She sniffs the sweet then looks up at you with watery eyes.

>You give her little horn a rub and she collapses with a *pomf*

 

 

>You laugh and scratch her ear.

>It twitches and she closes her eyes with a smile.

>After you stop, she snatches the candy and stuffs it in her mouth, wrapper and all.

>Why do ponies do that?

>You can see that she's losing her bearing again after she finishes the candy.

>Picking her up you walk to the couch and sit with her in your lap.

>"Wha- uh... um, what are we going to do M-mr. Anon?"

Actually Dinky, before we try to get you a cutie mark, I'd like to learn more about you.

>She sits down and digs in, trying to get as close as possible to your warmth.

>"Like... what?"

What about your family?

>She flinches, "y-you mean mommy?"

>Derpy was a mail-mare.

>And walleyed.

>That's about all you knew.

Yeah, tell me about your mother.

>"Well... Mommy is brave. And funny. She loves me a lot and always protects me. She works hard and isn't very good at cooking. She likes muffins from Sugarcube Corner and always smells like them. She sleeps a lot and I watch her... Sometimes I touch her. I think Mommy is lonely and just needs someone to touch her. So I do."

>What is that supposed to mean?

>[Searching Index]

What about your daddy? Where is he?

>She looks confused.

>"I never knew my daddy..."

>You rub her head,

I'm sorry.

>"D-do you have a foal Mr. Anon?"

>You chuckle and idly run a hand through your hair,

No. Can't say I've ever thought about anything like that.

>Her eyes widen and she smiles, melting your heart,

>"You could be my daddy!"

 

 

Uh, well Dinky, you see-

>She ignores you and hops up licking your face like a puppy, "daddy daddy daddy!"

>You grab her and hold her up at arm's length.

I don't think I could be your daddy Dinky, but I CAN help you get a cutie mark.

>She whinnies, "okay daddy!"

>You never asked for this.

>Whatever.

Hmm, what should we try first?

>"Cuddling!"

Cuddling? I don't think that will-

>"Snuggling!" She squirms out of your grip and nuzzles back into your lap.

>This is bad.

>Boner stahp.

>You move her away.

>"Awww daddy please?"

>Fighting not to lose to her puppydog eyes, you sigh,

Dinky, I'm not your daddy.

>She looks as though her birthday has been canceled.

>Bad move...

>The tears start flowing, her ears fall and she begins trembling again.

>"But- but... I *hic* WANT you to love me!"

>She burrows her face into your stomach and wails.

Dinky I didn't mean it like that!

>She pulls her face back and looks up at you, "you would b-be a good daddy, you wouldn't hit mommy. You wouldn't leave us!"

 

 

>You rub her horn again to calm her down and she melts into your lap with a hiccup.

Hit your mommy?

>She nods, "daddy used to hit mommy and call her stupid. A lot of ponies call mommy stupid. But she's not! She's just clumsy..."

>All of your feels to this filly.

Well those are the kind of ponies that you should just ignore. They have no idea how great your mom is.

>You recieve a big smile and she wiggles.

>"Can we do something dadd-... Anon?"

What is it?

>She looks down, unsure of herself, "will you cuddle wiv me?"

>She really needs affection...

>Fine.

>You pick her up again and lay down on your side pulling her into your chest.

There, how's this?

>She sighs and moves closer, "thank you."

>Looks like she's going to sleep.

>You set your watch to go off in an hour and close your eyes as well.

>Soon you're awoken by the feeling of something soft on your lips.

>Something soft and wet.

 

 

>You open your eyes to see yellow eyes inches from yours.

>Dinky pulls her lips off of yours and blushes.

>"Sorry daddy, you were having a nightmare."

>So her idea was to kiss you?

>"That's what I always do when mommy has a nightmare..." she looks bashful and scuffs the couch cusion with a hoof.

Ah well... thanks?

>You yawn and sit up.

Well let's try some activities to get a feel for what your cutie mark could be.

>Her horn glows and you feel a pressure on your chest pushing you back down.

>"I thought of some while you were asleep..."

What are you doing?

>Her magic wasn't very strong, but you could still only move your arms and legs a little.

>Dinky hops into your lap again and pushes your shirt up with her horn.

>"I like your body daddy, it's really warm and makes me feel safe."

>She lowers herself onto her face against your stomach with her back legs still extended.

>Her back legs push and her face slides up your stomach.

>"Mommy cuddles with me sometimes but she's not as warm as you. You make me really... warm."

>She gets to your collar bone and rolls onto her back, rubbing into your chest.

>"And I want your smell all over me daddy. Your scent makes my belly feel all tingly. I think it means I love you."

>Okay so, this little pony is starved for attention.

>She just wants to snuggle.

>Your chances of not being raped are looking up.

>Dinky stands again, her crotch inches from your face and blazing with heat.

>Okay, scratch those chances.

>She looks back, "can you feel that daddy Anon, you make me so warm!"

 

 

Okay Dinky, let me up now.

>She sits and slides her warm little backside down your chest, "but I need to get my *oooh~* cutie mark!"

>This isn't happening...

>But a half chub is.

>She stops moving and looks down at your rising pants.

>Of all the days you could have chose to wear sweats.

>Dinky stands and shuffles down to your waist.

Dinky stay away from there!

>Her little yellow tail moves to the side, exposing some pink.

>"THIS looks interesting daddy!"

>Using her horn, she lifts the waist band over your growing erection and slides the sweats down to your knees.

Dinky this is not very nice!

>She stares at your cock mesmerized, "this is though..."

>Her small hoof pokes it tentatively and she giggles.

>"Wow you're REALLY warm here!"

>She puts her face to it and nuzzles into the base.

>Full mast.

>"I can feel your heartbeat through your... uh, horn daddy!"

I'm not your dad and that's not a horn!

>You struggle to no avail.

>She sniffs it up and down, tickling you then gives it a lick.

>"Yeah it doesn't taste like a horn..."

You have to stop. Now.

>She smiles up at you, "aw, daddy's embarrassed."

>Dinky puts the tip in her mouth and looks back up with mischievous eyes.

 

 

>"I have a good idea!"

>She lays on her back putting her crotch to your shaft.

>It's incredibly hot and her lips part around the bottom of your dick.

>"Oh that feels good..."

Dinky this is too far!

>"No daddy," she slides up using her hooves for leverage, "this is perfect."

>Her folds slide up and down your length becoming slippery.

>*Ung ah~*

>You pray she doesn't try to stick it in.

>Precum dribbles out, adding to the slickness.

>"I- I'm going to stick it in..."

No!

>She changes position to lay on her back on your stomach and takes you up with a hoof, guiding you to her entrance.

>The precum has made it slippery enough to slide off to the side of her muff.

>She giggles and bends her head back up to look at you.

>"Will it fit?"

It won't!

>She ignores you and pushes herself down onto it.

>"AHH!" her motions halt as she gets the head in.

>It swells and you can feel it leak more eager precum into her.

>Dinky gulps and resumes pressing down.

>When you're halfway in she stops again, breathing heavy.

>"I... will *huff* do this."

 

 

>Her insides work against her to push you back out, but Dinky pushes down with all her might and screams as you fill her up.

FUCK!

>She drools a little with you all the way in and wipes it with her hoof.

>"That kinda hurt daddy..."

>She slowly slides back up, her walls sliding around you like an agonizingly pleasurable vice.

>*AH~* she begins working back down and looks back up at you.

Dinky just stop...

>Her eyes go like her mother's and she arches her back with a yelp.

>"T-THAT'S A GOOD SPOT!"

>She works her small hips and stimulates her g-spot on your cock.

>You feel her hole become creamy and you groan.

>She may be inexperienced, but she was tighter than anything you'd ever felt.

>Falling back onto your abdomen she begins withering in spasms.

>"I can- I- I- AHHHHH!"

>She begins squirting, your balls receiving a coating of fluid.

UNGH! O-OKAY YOU'RE DONE!

>The cum is about to escape.

>She wiggles side to side and strokes her horn with her eyes closed.

>"Don't make it stop daddy..."

>That's it.

>You fire a shot of the load into her and she squeals.

>Your cock pops out of her and continues to unload onto her stomach and chest.

>She reaches down and rubs some of it into her little nipple.

 

 

>"W-what is this stuff?"

>Dinky dabs some onto her tongue and swishes it around.

>"Yumm!" She quickly scoops up all she can and slurps it up.

>"Thank you daddy! I milked you haha!"

>You go flaccid again and begin to sob.

>Dinky frowns and releases the magic holding you.

>She walks bow-legged up to your face and kisses your forehead, "please d-don't cry..."

>You want to get away.

>You need to shower again.

>You need a drink or two.

>She curls up on your chest and begins to cry.

>"I j-just wanted to make you like me!"

>You put a hand on her head, not knowing what else to do.

>She eventually cries herself to sleep.

>Poor little filly...

>Once you had the guts, you would talk to her mother.

>The image of Sweetie Belle looms in your mind as you fall asleep holding Dinky.

>Tomorrow...

 

 

END OF PART 5