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A Happy Ending

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>"I'm so glad you could make it dear. It really means a lot to her..."
"Of course I'd come, it would be wrong not to if she wants to see me."
>Rarity nods and uses her magic to open the door, but doesn't step forward herself.
>"She wanted to talk to you in private, Anonymous."
"Alright."
>After walking through the open door, you nod to Rarity to have her close it.
>She does so and you turn to face Sweetie Belle who sits on the bed.
>You near her sleeping form and look over at the heart rate monitor.
>Her heart rate is slow, but it's still there.
>She was taken to the hospital when she collapsed while trying to get her cutie mark with her friends.
>The doctors say she has some sort of heart disease that isn't curable.
>It's only a matter of time until...
>You shake your head a little bit to try to get rid of that thought.
>Moving your eyes down the tubes that keep her hydrated to her body, you meet her eyes which now stare back at you.
>She lightly smiles and clears her throat before faintly speaking.
>"I didn't think you'd come."
"Hey, just because we don't get along very well doesn't mean I hate you."
>She looks down at her body.
>"You make it sound that way."
>You fold your arms and she looks back up at you.
"When have I ever said the words 'I hate you' ?"
>"You don't say those exact words, but you say things that all together sound like you hate me."
>She snivels a little bit.
>"L-like that one time you told me I was worthless and should give up. Or the time when you said I would be better off dead than with you."
>Unfolding your arms, you begin to explain yourself.
"I said those things because I hate that you were trying to get my attention sexually, not because I hate you."
>"So you like me?"
"As a friend."
>She smiles.
>"Do you love me?"
"Not in the way you're thinking."
>She tilts her head in mild confusion.
>"In what way then?"
>You sigh and sit on the side of the bed.
"Well... I don't love you like a couple does in a relationship..."
>Look at her.
"Not like you love a dog either."
>She giggles a little bit.
"I don't know really. Maybe as a friend. I love you as a close friend."
>She looks away from you, her smile starting to fade.
"A very close friend."
>She looks back at you and her smile comes back.
>Her forlegs shoot out and tears start to form in her eyes.
>"C-could I have a hug?"
"Sure."
>You turn and lean into her embrace, being careful not to mess with any of the tubes connected to her as you hold her.
>"Anon, I wanted to ask you something."
"What's that?"
>She releases you and falls back to the pillow.
>"Two doctors came in last night and were talking about me when they thought I was sleeping."
>She closes her eyes.
>"They said that it would be a miracle if I lived another week..."
>She opens her eyes and looks up at you, her melancholy expression eating at your heart as if you had her disease.
>"Can you do me a favor?"
>Taking her hoof in your hand, you nod.
"Sure, what do you need?"
>"I... Um... Come closer."
>You lean in close to her and she whispers in your ear.
>"I want you to be my first."
>You immediately back away.
"Oh, I see. Is this another one of your stunts to get in my pants? Well this has gone–"
>"No..."
>The waterworks are back as tears trail down her cheeks.
>"Anon... I don't know if I'll live to see tomorrow. Please..."
"Sweetie Belle, don't say that."
>"Please Anon, it's the only thing I want."
>Her lip trembles as she waits for your response.
>You sigh.
"I can't–I'm not doing this."
>You stand up and start walk to the door.
>"No, don't go! I'm sorry!"
"Goodbye Sweetie Belle."
>You exit the room and close the door behind yourself.
>Without speaking a word to anyone, you leave the hospital.
>You lay down on your bed and pull the covers over yourself.
>Sleep doesn't come when you close your eyes.
>The only thing you see is that last sad look Sweetie Belle gave you, which makes you open your eyes again.
>She's fine, she was probably just feeling a bit hot and bothered when she asked you that.
>It's not like she'll actually want you to take that from her, would she?
>Her virginity...
>Her purity...
>It's the most sacred thing everyone has besides their own life.
>But her life could end any minute now.
>You could go to visit her in two days and she could be dead.
>That's terrible, you shouldn't think like that.
>But...
>Maybe you could do it, it's not like anyone has to know...
>You shake your head.
>Why are you even considering this?
>It's wrong, she's so young.
>But it's also her dying wish...
>You let out a loud groan and sit up.
>Looks like you're not getting any sleep tonight.
>Standing up, you go put on your clothes.
>Might as well go for a stroll to think about this.
>After dressing yourself, you walk down the stairs and out the front door.
>The warm summer air lightly flows past you as you walk down the path from your house.
>Luna's masterpiece lights up the sky in a more calming way than her sister's.
>You realize you're on the path to the hospital.
>Should you do this?
>You'd be helping a friend cope with her death by giving her the thing she's always wanted.
>But she's only a filly and you would feel awful for doing such a thing to her.
>Questions float around in your mind as you stare blankly forward, making your body to go on autopilot down the path as you ponder them.
>What if you got caught doing it?
>What if Sweetie survives and blackmails you with this?
>What if she's already...
>You sigh as you stand in front of the hospital.
>Come on Anon, you're smart, think of some way to cheat this.
>Maybe you don't actually have to take her virginity.
>Perhaps you could make her think you've taken it.
>That way both of you could have a happy ending.
>Yeah...
>That actually works!
>Alright, that's the plan.
>Now how in the hell are you going to get in there?
>You walk up and pull on the door.
>It's unlocked.
>Good thing Ponyville security is terrible.
>You slowly open it and walk inside, closing it behind yourself.
>No one can be seen down the hallway, so you slip into Sweetie Belle's room on the left.
>Closing and locking the door shut behind you, you turn and see her sound asleep on the bed.
>Taking a deep breath, you quietly walk over to the side of her bed.
>Careful to not wake her, you sit on the side of the bed facing her head.
>The heart rate monitor beeps, attracting your attention.
>It's moving even slower than earlier today.
>You move your hand to her cheek and lightly caress it.
>She smiles and nuzzles into your hand, making you smile a bit.
>Then she slowly opens her eyes.
>"Anon?"
>You quickly move the hand you held against her head to her lips and press your finger up to them, whispering to her.
"Shh. I'm not supposed to be here."
>She nods and you remove your finger.
>She whispers to you.
>"What are you doing here?"
"I um... I'll do it."
>She blinks a few times.
>"Do what?"
"I'll..."
>She tilts her head a little bit.
"I'll be your first."
>She smiles sincerely and tears only visible by the reflection of the heart rate monitor begin to pool in her eyes.
>"Thank you..."
>You nod.
"I know, I know. Now come on, I don't want to get caught here."
>She nods and takes off her blanket.
>When you help her remove her hospital gown, she thanks you silently with a smile.
>You slide off your pants and pull out your flaccid member.
>She stares at it as if she hasn't spied on you on multiple occasions while you took a shower.
>Without warning, she takes your entire package into her mouth.
>Balls and all.
>Your mouth opens as she moves her tongue down and fondles your sack with it.
>A light gasp escapes your lips as she expertly places them under her tongue as she moves it back and forth along the base of your cock.
>She slides her tongue around every inch of your rod, causing it to swell with blood and harden in her mouth.
>Once it is at full mass, she pulls away.
"That was... Where did you learn that?"
>"I read a book on it during Twilight time."
>Fucking Twilight time.
>Maybe you should go to that.
>She scoots back and spreads her legs, presenting to you her glistening slit.
>Okay, remember the plan.
>Don't take it.
>You kneel down so that you are lips to lips with her underage cunt.
>The smell of her bestial arousal makes your prick twitch.
>Alright now, don't get carried away.
>This is just to lube it up so it doesn't hurt as much.
>You lean in and stick out your tongue, poking at her sensitive flower.
>She shivers as you drag your tongue up her love canal, parting it with two fingers to help truly lube it.
>The drive of lust surging through you is too much to fight and you sample a taste of the juices from her honey pot.
>Swallowing a bit of the sweet and salty marecum, you continue to poke your tongue deeper into her.
>She gasps and squeaks out moans, trying to silence herself with the blanket so you are not caught in the act.
>Her legs suddenly tense up and she leans forward while panting.
>"Anon, something is happening!"
"Shhh, just let it."
>"B-but, UUUNNNGGGG~"
>Her left leg bucks out and her eyes roll back into her head as her twat spurts out a massive amount of cum.
>You manage to not let any touch the bedsheets by taking it into your mouth.
>She watches as you swallow the almost mouthful of a fluid that just came out of her body.
>Then she bites her lip and looks down to her crotch.
>"I feel hot... down there."
"Alright, let's get to the main event."
>You stand up and pull Sweetie to the edge of the bed so your canoe is level with her tunnel of love.
>Placing your hand on her stomach, you stare her dead in the eyes.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
>She nods.
>"I'm sure."
"Okay Sweetie Belle. If it hurts, tell me and we'll stop. I promise."
>She nods again and you grab your one-eyed monster, preparing yourself for entry.
"Here we go..."
>You push it up against her pussy and slowly poke the head inside.
>She winces and you immediately stop.
"Are you okay?"
>"Y-yes, keep going."
>Doing as you are told, you slide it a little bit deeper and hit resistance.
>You know exactly what that is, and you really hope she doesn't.
>Sticking to the plan, you pull back out almost all the way and push it back to that point.
>She moans lightly and you feel relieved that you won't have to do it.
>That is, until the third thrust in.
>"Do it, please."
"So then, you know..."
>"Yes, and I want you to. Don't feel bad about hurting me, because nothing would hurt me more than to not have this moment happen."
>She takes a deep breath.
>"I dreamed of this feeling. I didn't know what it really felt like until now, but I still want it to happen."
>She looks up at you.
>"Please..."
>Fuck.
>If she really wants you to...
"Alright. You might want to cover your mouth."
>She grabs the pillow and bites down.
>You start pushing in to the point where you stop once again.
>Looking to her face for conformation, you see her nod.
>Nodding back to her, you grab her by the midsection and slowly push in until you feel the resistance break.
>Even with a pillow in her mouth she still makes a decently loud squeak noise.
>Her legs tense up, making it tighter for you.
>You pull out and push back in, able to go deeper now.
>Tears come from her eyes and run onto the pillow.
"Do you want me to–"
>She shakes her head.
"Okay."
>You continue to pull out and pump back into the filly's broken in snatch.
>She bounces back each time your hips connect, and she now is constantly wincing as she cries.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, but it's okay Anon."
"I'm not doing this if you're not okay, Sweetie Belle."
>She stares you right in the eyes.
>"I want to feel you cum inside of me."
>It it's her dying wish...
"...alright."
>You pull back almost all the way out and then push in as deep as you can.
>When you try to pull out, you cannot.
>Before you have a chance to react, the inner walls of her vagina begin to move.
>They tighten up in certain parts all around your member, sending you way over the edge.
>You unload your seed into the broken filly and bite your tongue to not moan out in pleasure.
>When you look up to her, you see her staring blankly at you.
"Sweetie Belle?"
>She smiles, curving the path of her tears.
>"Thank you Anon."
>Your dick is released from its prison and you pull it out of her.
>She lays down completely, letting out a huge sigh.
>"It really hurt, but I'm glad that you were my first."
>You smile at the filly.
"I'm glad I could make you happy in your um..."
>"My final days?"
>Merely nod in response.
>"It's okay Anon. I'm not sad."
"You aren't?"
>"No... You just made my best dream come true."
>Having nothing else to say at this point, you simply smile at her.
>After a few minutes of relaxation, you look down to her pulverized pussy.
"We should get you cleaned up."
>You stand with the girls a day later as they lower Sweetie Belle into the ground.
>Rarity is bawling her eyes out as Spike and her mother and father hold her.
>Twilight hangs her head and Pinkie Pie stares at the coffin as if she doesn't believe it.
>Applejack is holding Applebloom as she cries and Rainbow Dash is holding Scootaloo as she cries.
>You sit next to Fluttershy on the grass and run your fingers through her fur as she lightly snivels.
>"She was so young..."
"I know."
>Fluttershy looks at you.
>"I just hope she passed along happily."
>You smile to her.
"She did Fluttershy."
"She did."

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>"I'm so glad you could make it dear. It really means a lot to her..."
"Of course I'd come, it would be wrong not to if she wants to see me."
>Rarity nods and uses her magic to open the door, but doesn't step forward herself.
>"She wanted to talk to you in private, Anonymous."
"Alright."
>After walking through the open door, you nod to Rarity to have her close it.
>She does so and you turn to face Sweetie Belle who sits on the bed.
>You near her sleeping form and look over at the heart rate monitor.
>Her heart rate is slow, but it's still there.
>She was taken to the hospital when she collapsed while trying to get her cutie mark with her friends.
>The doctors say she has some sort of heart disease that isn't curable.
>It's only a matter of time until...
>You shake your head a little bit to try to get rid of that thought.
>Moving your eyes down the tubes that keep her hydrated to her body, you meet her eyes which now stare back at you.
>She lightly smiles and clears her throat before faintly speaking.
>"I didn't think you'd come."
"Hey, just because we don't get along very well doesn't mean I hate you."
>She looks down at her body.
>"You make it sound that way."
>You fold your arms and she looks back up at you.
"When have I ever said the words 'I hate you' ?"
>"You don't say those exact words, but you say things that all together sound like you hate me."
>She snivels a little bit.
>"L-like that one time you told me I was worthless and should give up. Or the time when you said I would be better off dead than with you."
>Unfolding your arms, you begin to explain yourself.
"I said those things because I hate that you were trying to get my attention sexually, not because I hate you."
>"So you like me?"
"As a friend."
>She smiles.
>"Do you love me?"
"Not in the way you're thinking."
>She tilts her head in mild confusion.
>"In what way then?"
>You sigh and sit on the side of the bed.
"Well... I don't love you like a couple does in a relationship..."
>Look at her.
"Not like you love a dog either."
>She giggles a little bit.
"I don't know really. Maybe as a friend. I love you as a close friend."
>She looks away from you, her smile starting to fade.
"A very close friend."
>She looks back at you and her smile comes back.
>Her forlegs shoot out and tears start to form in her eyes.
>"C-could I have a hug?"
"Sure."
>You turn and lean into her embrace, being careful not to mess with any of the tubes connected to her as you hold her.
>"Anon, I wanted to ask you something."
"What's that?"
>She releases you and falls back to the pillow.
>"Two doctors came in last night and were talking about me when they thought I was sleeping."
>She closes her eyes.
>"They said that it would be a miracle if I lived another week..."
>She opens her eyes and looks up at you, her melancholy expression eating at your heart as if you had her disease.
>"Can you do me a favor?"
>Taking her hoof in your hand, you nod.
"Sure, what do you need?"
>"I... Um... Come closer."
>You lean in close to her and she whispers in your ear.
>"I want you to be my first."
>You immediately back away.
"Oh, I see. Is this another one of your stunts to get in my pants? Well this has gone–"
>"No..."
>The waterworks are back as tears trail down her cheeks.
>"Anon... I don't know if I'll live to see tomorrow. Please..."
"Sweetie Belle, don't say that."
>"Please Anon, it's the only thing I want."
>Her lip trembles as she waits for your response.
>You sigh.
"I can't–I'm not doing this."
>You stand up and start walk to the door.
>"No, don't go! I'm sorry!"
"Goodbye Sweetie Belle."
>You exit the room and close the door behind yourself.
>Without speaking a word to anyone, you leave the hospital.





>You lay down on your bed and pull the covers over yourself.
>Sleep doesn't come when you close your eyes.
>The only thing you see is that last sad look Sweetie Belle gave you, which makes you open your eyes again.
>She's fine, she was probably just feeling a bit hot and bothered when she asked you that.
>It's not like she'll actually want you to take that from her, would she?
>Her virginity...
>Her purity...
>It's the most sacred thing everyone has besides their own life.
>But her life could end any minute now.
>You could go to visit her in two days and she could be dead.
>That's terrible, you shouldn't think like that.
>But...
>Maybe you could do it, it's not like anyone has to know...
>You shake your head.
>Why are you even considering this?
>It's wrong, she's so young.
>But it's also her dying wish...
>You let out a loud groan and sit up.
>Looks like you're not getting any sleep tonight.
>Standing up, you go put on your clothes.
>Might as well go for a stroll to think about this.
>After dressing yourself, you walk down the stairs and out the front door.
>The warm summer air lightly flows past you as you walk down the path from your house.
>Luna's masterpiece lights up the sky in a more calming way than her sister's.
>You realize you're on the path to the hospital.
>Should you do this?
>You'd be helping a friend cope with her death by giving her the thing she's always wanted.
>But she's only a filly and you would feel awful for doing such a thing to her.
>Questions float around in your mind as you stare blankly forward, making your body to go on autopilot down the path as you ponder them.
>What if you got caught doing it?
>What if Sweetie survives and blackmails you with this?
>What if she's already...
>You sigh as you stand in front of the hospital.
>Come on Anon, you're smart, think of some way to cheat this.
>Maybe you don't actually have to take her virginity.
>Perhaps you could make her think you've taken it.
>That way both of you could have a happy ending.
>Yeah...
>That actually works!
>Alright, that's the plan.
>Now how in the hell are you going to get in there?
>You walk up and pull on the door.
>It's unlocked.
>Good thing Ponyville security is terrible.
>You slowly open it and walk inside, closing it behind yourself.
>No one can be seen down the hallway, so you slip into Sweetie Belle's room on the left.
>Closing and locking the door shut behind you, you turn and see her sound asleep on the bed.
>Taking a deep breath, you quietly walk over to the side of her bed.
>Careful to not wake her, you sit on the side of the bed facing her head.
>The heart rate monitor beeps, attracting your attention.
>It's moving even slower than earlier today.
>You move your hand to her cheek and lightly caress it.
>She smiles and nuzzles into your hand, making you smile a bit.
>Then she slowly opens her eyes.
>"Anon?"
>You quickly move the hand you held against her head to her lips and press your finger up to them, whispering to her.
"Shh. I'm not supposed to be here."
>She nods and you remove your finger.
>She whispers to you.
>"What are you doing here?"
"I um... I'll do it."
>She blinks a few times.
>"Do what?"
"I'll..."
>She tilts her head a little bit.
"I'll be your first."
>She smiles sincerely and tears only visible by the reflection of the heart rate monitor begin to pool in her eyes.
>"Thank you..."
>You nod.
"I know, I know. Now come on, I don't want to get caught here."
>She nods and takes off her blanket.
>When you help her remove her hospital gown, she thanks you silently with a smile.
>You slide off your pants and pull out your flaccid member.
>She stares at it as if she hasn't spied on you on multiple occasions while you took a shower.
>Without warning, she takes your entire package into her mouth.
>Balls and all.
>Your mouth opens as she moves her tongue down and fondles your sack with it.
>A light gasp escapes your lips as she expertly places them under her tongue as she moves it back and forth along the base of your cock.
>She slides her tongue around every inch of your rod, causing it to swell with blood and harden in her mouth.
>Once it is at full mass, she pulls away.
"That was... Where did you learn that?"
>"I read a book on it during Twilight time."
>Fucking Twilight time.
>Maybe you should go to that.
>She scoots back and spreads her legs, presenting to you her glistening slit.
>Okay, remember the plan.
>Don't take it.
>You kneel down so that you are lips to lips with her underage cunt.
>The smell of her bestial arousal makes your prick twitch.
>Alright now, don't get carried away.
>This is just to lube it up so it doesn't hurt as much.
>You lean in and stick out your tongue, poking at her sensitive flower.
>She shivers as you drag your tongue up her love canal, parting it with two fingers to help truly lube it.
>The drive of lust surging through you is too much to fight and you sample a taste of the juices from her honey pot.
>Swallowing a bit of the sweet and salty marecum, you continue to poke your tongue deeper into her.
>She gasps and squeaks out moans, trying to silence herself with the blanket so you are not caught in the act.
>Her legs suddenly tense up and she leans forward while panting.
>"Anon, something is happening!"
"Shhh, just let it."
>"B-but, UUUNNNGGGG~"
>Her left leg bucks out and her eyes roll back into her head as her twat spurts out a massive amount of cum.
>You manage to not let any touch the bedsheets by taking it into your mouth.
>She watches as you swallow the almost mouthful of a fluid that just came out of her body.
>Then she bites her lip and looks down to her crotch.
>"I feel hot... down there."
"Alright, let's get to the main event."
>You stand up and pull Sweetie to the edge of the bed so your canoe is level with her tunnel of love.
>Placing your hand on her stomach, you stare her dead in the eyes.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
>She nods.
>"I'm sure."
"Okay Sweetie Belle. If it hurts, tell me and we'll stop. I promise."
>She nods again and you grab your one-eyed monster, preparing yourself for entry.
"Here we go..."
>You push it up against her pussy and slowly poke the head inside.
>She winces and you immediately stop.
"Are you okay?"
>"Y-yes, keep going."
>Doing as you are told, you slide it a little bit deeper and hit resistance.
>You know exactly what that is, and you really hope she doesn't.
>Sticking to the plan, you pull back out almost all the way and push it back to that point.
>She moans lightly and you feel relieved that you won't have to do it.
>That is, until the third thrust in.
>"Do it, please."
"So then, you know..."
>"Yes, and I want you to. Don't feel bad about hurting me, because nothing would hurt me more than to not have this moment happen."
>She takes a deep breath.
>"I dreamed of this feeling. I didn't know what it really felt like until now, but I still want it to happen."
>She looks up at you.
>"Please..."
>Fuck.
>If she really wants you to...
"Alright. You might want to cover your mouth."
>She grabs the pillow and bites down.
>You start pushing in to the point where you stop once again.
>Looking to her face for conformation, you see her nod.
>Nodding back to her, you grab her by the midsection and slowly push in until you feel the resistance break.
>Even with a pillow in her mouth she still makes a decently loud squeak noise.
>Her legs tense up, making it tighter for you.
>You pull out and push back in, able to go deeper now.
>Tears come from her eyes and run onto the pillow.
"Do you want me to–"
>She shakes her head.
"Okay."
>You continue to pull out and pump back into the filly's broken in snatch.
>She bounces back each time your hips connect, and she now is constantly wincing as she cries.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, but it's okay Anon."
"I'm not doing this if you're not okay, Sweetie Belle."
>She stares you right in the eyes.
>"I want to feel you cum inside of me."
>It it's her dying wish...
"...alright."
>You pull back almost all the way out and then push in as deep as you can.
>When you try to pull out, you cannot.
>Before you have a chance to react, the inner walls of her vagina begin to move.
>They tighten up in certain parts all around your member, sending you way over the edge.
>You unload your seed into the broken filly and bite your tongue to not moan out in pleasure.
>When you look up to her, you see her staring blankly at you.
"Sweetie Belle?"
>She smiles, curving the path of her tears.
>"Thank you Anon."
>Your dick is released from its prison and you pull it out of her.
>She lays down completely, letting out a huge sigh.
>"It really hurt, but I'm glad that you were my first."
>You smile at the filly.
"I'm glad I could make you happy in your um..."
>"My final days?"
>Merely nod in response.
>"It's okay Anon. I'm not sad."
"You aren't?"
>"No... You just made my best dream come true."
>Having nothing else to say at this point, you simply smile at her.
>After a few minutes of relaxation, you look down to her pulverized pussy.
"We should get you cleaned up."


>You stand with the girls a day later as they lower Sweetie Belle into the ground.
>Rarity is bawling her eyes out as Spike and her mother and father hold her.
>Twilight hangs her head and Pinkie Pie stares at the coffin as if she doesn't believe it.
>Applejack is holding Applebloom as she cries and Rainbow Dash is holding Scootaloo as she cries.
>You sit next to Fluttershy on the grass and run your fingers through her fur as she lightly snivels.
>"She was so young..."
"I know."
>Fluttershy looks at you.
>"I just hope she passed along happily."
>You smile to her.
"She did Fluttershy."
"She did."

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