Sweetie Lewd I: Chiming The Belle

>Another day of fillysitting Sweetie Belle for Rarity.

>You don't mind it since she's probably the cutest of the fillies and she looks up to you.

>No sign of Banana Molestation for days.

>Feelsgoodman

>The other two cutie mark crazies are at your house to visit Sweetie.

>Suddenly Sweetie Belle runs from the living room to you in the kitchen.

>"Anon, we think we found out how to get our cutie marks!"

>You chuckle and roll your eyes.

And how is it this time? More random tasks?

>"No! We havta get our cherries popped!"

>nope.jpg

What did you just say?

>"Cherry popping! I heard Fluttershy say it while talking to Rarity, she said it's how she'll finally be complete..."

Do you even know what that means Sweetie Belle?

>Why even ask, of course she doesn't ...

>Do ponies even have hymens?

>Notgoingthere

>"Well Apple Bloom said she can probabaly get Big Macintosh to round up a bunch of cheeries for us to pop."

>You laugh at the fucked up image.

I'm sure he could...

>Suddenly Flutterrape at the window hovering.

>"Did someone say cherry popping?"

Please go away now. There are three fillies here and you're the last pony that should be around them.

>She floats through the window and pins Sweetie Belle to the floor.

>Sweetie laughs and thinks it's a game.

>"G-go ahead Anon, if this is your fetish, I won't tell anypony so... go ahead and s-st-stick it in..."

 

 

>You quickly look away to avoid seeing young filly crotch.

Fluttershy get out now!

>"Really, I don't mind... even if it's not with m-me, I'd still like to see you pleased anon."

>You leave to the living room while covering your eyes.

>Scootaloo and Apple Bloom are flipping through some of your books.

What are you two up to?

>Apple Bloom looks up, biting her lip.

>"We gotta find out what this cherry poppin' thing is Anon!"

>You sigh and facepalm.

Listen, this thing is not the way to go about getting your-

>Suddenly you are tackled from behind and quickly tied up with rope.

>Fluttershy stands above you with rape in her eyes.

>"Oh goodie, it worked! Okay girls, now we're going to 'pop a cherry' so you can get a cutie mark."

>She looks around at the three fillies and begins unbuttoning your jeans.

>"Now who wants their cutie mark first?"

>Sweetie Belle steps forward and smiles at you with her massive creepy green eyes.

>Fuck.

>"What do I do now Fluttershy?!"

SWEETIE BELLE DON’T LISTEN TO ANYTHING FLUTTERSHY SAYS!

>Sweetie Bell looks up at Fluttershy unsure.

>”Do you want your cutie mark dear?”

>Fluttershy looks absolutely possessed with lust now.

>Your pants and underwear are now around your ankles and Scootaloo along with Apple Bloom eye your exposed manhood with mixed curiosity.

>Honestly Fluttershy had gone too far this time.

>Her antics? Fine. But now there were fillies eyeballing your junk.

Fluttershy I swear to god, this is too damn far!

>”Hush, hush.”

>She puts one of your socks in your mouth and lifts your legs, exposing your anus to the fillies who give an enthralled “oooooo!”

>”Okay Sweetie Belle, now take your horn…”

 

 

MMMMMMFMMMFFFFMMMF!

>Tears erupt from your eyes as Sweetie Belle’s horn is guided into your brown eye by a drooling Fluttershy.

>No lubrication could mask the coarse and jagged feeling of the unicorn horn and you’re sure blood is now pooling on the ground.

>Scootaloo and Apple Bloom stare with opened mouths.

>”Good job sweetie Bell, you’ll probably get your cutie mark now…” Fluttershy coos.

>This is probably the worst pain you’ve ever felt.

>It feels like a short stick covered in sand is penetrating you anally.

>”B-but he’s bleeding Fluttershy!” Sweetie Bell pulls her blood-covered horn out.

>”Oh silly, everyone bleeds their first time, it makes it feel better.”

>Apple Bloom runs up and puts her two front hooves on your hip, staring at your 10/10wouldsuck man-meat.

>”Ah want mah cutie mark too! I’ll pop Anon’s horn cherry!”

>Scootaloo smashes Apple Bloom out of the way.

>”No me first!”

>The two begin wrestling and Fluttershy flies over to the couch to watch the show.

>Disgust levels overflow as she begins to rub herself.

>Sweetie Belle puts her hooves on your thighs while the other two fillies are distracted.

>”Why is your horn down here Anon? And where’s your cutie hole?”

>”Cutie hole?” Apple Bloom asks, stopping her fighting with Scootaloo.

>”That’s what Rarity calls it…” Sweetie Belle tentatively prods your ‘horn’.

MMMMMFMMFM MMMfM MMFMFMFMMMM!

>Your screaming is interrupted when you see a pony standing in the doorway.

>Rarity has a look of sheer horror on her face.

 

 

>Two days later.

>Rarity believed the explanation of the events in your house, but neither you or Fluttershy are allowed near Sweetie Belle anymore.

>Your ass is still healing and taking a dump is no joke.

Fucking Fluttershy....

>Suddenly there's a knock at the door.

>Herewefuckinggo

FLUTTERSHY I DON-

>It's not Fluttershy at the door, but Sweetie Belle.

>In a frilly purple dress.

>"Hi Anon!Can i come in?"

We're not supposed to be near eachother Sweetie Belle.

>You eye her horn and gulp.

>"Ah fooey!"

>She pushes past your legs and trots inside.

>Is she wearing Rarity's perfume?

>She makes herself at home on your couch and smiles at you.

Uh... seriously, I think your sister would kill me if she knew you were here alone with me.

>"Let me see your horn again Anon!"

>nopeachu I choose you

You have to leave now Sweetie.

>You pick her up and carry the filly to the door.

>"You're so strong anon, I see why Fluttershy likes you so much."

>You set her down on the porch.

Be a good girl and stay away from Fluttershy.

>"But I can't stop thinking about your horn Anon! "

Please stop.

>"I think I just did it wrong, if I could try again, I know I can get my cutie mark!"

Please god stop.

>"And your horn is so... soft and smelled kind of interesting... can I taste-"

>You slam the door in her face.

>Fucking seriously?

>You turn to go upstairs but there's a knocking at the window.

>Sweetie Belle has her face pressed to the glass and you hear her muffled voice.

>"See Anon, I can't get it out of my head!"

>She holds up a notebook with crude penises drawn over and over in crayon.

>So going to jail for this.

 

 

>The next day, after punting Fluttersex from your abode, you decide to go shopping.

>The store is quiet except for the mess of glass and pickles in isle 2 caused by a grey mare.

>While examining some fruit you feel a tug on your shirt.

>You look down to see Applebloom holding a large dildo.

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT?!

>"AH FOUND IT IN BIG MAC'S ROOM! IT LOOKS JUST LIKE YER HORN HUH?!"

>She waves it around like a sword while you look around in horror.

>Spaghetti cleanup in the produce isle.

>You snatch it from her hooves and hide it deep in your basket.

>"Aw come on Anon, lemme use it ta pop yer cherry again!"

Go home Applebloom please for the love of Celestia...

 

 

>You knew it was only a matter of time before Scootaloo showed up.

>You just didn't expect the encounter to be first thing in the morning the day after Applebloom going back to the past like Samurai Jack with a rubber dick.

>You awake to Scootaloo laying in your bed staring at you.

AH! Scootaloo what are you doing?!

>She's just staring emotionless with wide eyes.

>"The horn rises with the sun."

Eh wha-

>You look down to your morning wood.

Scootaloo how long have you been here?

>"All night! Your bed's so much comfier than the floor at the orphanage!"

>Feels all around.

Uh well... you should probably get back to the...orphan...age... shit...

>She shakes her head and pulls up a saddlebag.

>"Naw, I'm here for my cutie mark."

>She pulls out a jar of rainbow colored paint.

>"Your horn was kinda scary, so imma paint it like my favorite mare this time."

Jesus christ.

>You run to the bathroom and lock yourself in.

 

 

>It's all led up to this.

>You're trapped in your bathroom while a filly starts singing an off-key song dedicated to your dick.

>God save the queen.

>You figure you might as well get ready and begin the shit, shower, shave process.

>"Long and strooong, the horn of anoooon! Makes all the fillies squee, Anon's horn is bigger than a tree!" Scootaloo sings, jumping on your bed.

>why.jpg

>Then you hear it.

>The front door opens downstairs.

>"Hellllloooo Anon, hope you don't mind if we come in!"

>Fucking Fluttershy.

>"I brought Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle too!"

>Nowhere to run.

>You can hear them arrive in your room and greet Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom join her on the bedjumping and singing.

>There's a soft knock at the door.

>"Um... Anon? Are you naked?"

Get out of my house!

>"Let me in Anon..."

>The door handle jiggles like mad.

>This bitch...

I'm serious Fluttershy, take the fillies and go dammit!

>"Um... I'm sorry but I t-told the girls we'd be extracting the magical essence from your horn today.."

>What the actual fuck?

>"ANON'S HORN HAS MAGICAL ESSENCE?!" you hear Scootaloo yell.

>"Yeah and Fluttershy says we can drink it to get our cutie marks! YEEHAW!" Apple Bloom shouts.

>Going to burn in hell.

 

 

>The door is knocked down almost crushing you as the three cutie mark crusaders step into the bathroom.

>2spooky4u

>You begin throwing random objects at them, But Fluttershy flies in with a net and throws it over you.

>Nightmares do come true.

>The four drag you out to your bed as you struggle and scream. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? LEAVE ME ALONE!

>"Oh silly Anon, these fillies need their cutie marks."

>Fluttershy produces a syringe and sticks it into your bicep.

>The last thing you remember before passing out is Fluttershy closing the blinds and three fillies kneeding at your crotch laughing.

>Goodbye cruel world, I'm leaving you today.

 

 

>When you come to you feel you're tied to the bed.

>Naked.

>Figures.

I swear to Satan Fluttershy if you don't let me out-

>No one is around...

>You scan the room and see no sign of sex-crazed ponies.

>As you begin to try freeing yourself, you see movement at your feet.

>Oh god.

>Big Macintosh slowly raises up from below your bed with a sinister look on his face.

>He has the dildo from earlier in one hoof and his massive horse cock in the other.

>"So ya like stealin otherpony's personal items huh?"

BIG MAC I DIDN'T TAKE THA-

>"Let me show you how we do it down on the farm."

>"Eyuup..."

HEEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPP-

 

 

>You wake up again.

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>You almost celebrate, but realize you're actually tied down in real life.

>And Fluttershy along with the three fillies are standing around your naked body.

Okay haha joke's over, let me go.

>"Time for milking!"

>Sweetie Belle begins stroking your pengas.

>Fast.

>Despite all your rage, your dick's still a boner in a cage.

STOP! NOW! THIS IS NOT RIGHT ON MULTIPLE LEVELS!

>They all smile and continue watching Sweetie Belle awkwardly fap you.

>"T-try this."

>Flutterrape puts her hoof on the back of Sweetie Belle's head.

>"Open wide..."

>The fillies mouth is being pushed closer to your rod.

NONONONONONONONONO

>Sweetie Bell's small mouth wraps around you.

JESUS CHRIST FLUTTERSHY SHE'S A FILLY!

>Fluttershy ignores you and guides Sweetie's head.

>It takes all your strength not to blow into her mouth.

>Your disgust could shatter the sky.

>Sweetie Belle pulls her head away.

>"The essence is starting to appear! It tastes like bits and milk!"

>Apple Bloom gives a 'YEHAW' and bites onto your cock.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

 

 

>Apple Bloom lets go and the three fillies put their faces close to your crotch in wonder.

>Your seed shoots out against your will in strands all over their faces.

>They cheer and begin licking it up.

>"Yay! Magic essence! Cutie cream!" They cheer.

>Dear bedridden mother, I'm sorry...

>Fluttershy squees and wraps them all in a hug.

>"Good job everyone. This will work for sure."

>She begins pushing them from the room as you cry in shame.

>"Now go home and wait for those cutie marks."

>She closes and locks the door, turning back to you with a smile.

>"My turn..."

 

 

>The next day you are crying in your shower.

>Fluttershy had failed at raping you of course.

>When she had gone to mount you she had fallen, hit her head on a dresser and been knocked out cold.

>While she was out you had chewed one of your hands free and escaped.

>Mellow Yellow was promptly tossed outside into the rain.

>You step out of the shower, unsure if you'll be able to recover from this one.

>At least your ass doesn't hurt that much anymore.

>Still crying, you go downstairs and begin making breakfast.

>There's Sweetie Belle, sitting at your kitchen table.

Go home... Now...

>She frowns.

>"Don't you wanna see my cutie mark?"

Your what?

>She gets up and waves her flank at you.

>There on her plot is a cutie mark.

>It's your dick.

>"Now everyone in Ponyville will know i got my cutie mark with the help of your cutie cream!"

 

 

FIN