- >For some reason, you can't bring yourself to leave Ponyville.
- >You're compelled to stay near the ponies, but you don't know why.
- >Everyone knows what you've done.
- >Everyone wants your head on a platter.
- >Maybe you just like it here.
- >There's got to be something better than living in the woods though.
- >You've been out here for almost 3 months now.
- >Observing Ponyville.
- >It's not so bad, except your clothes are getting shredded.
- >You're down to your last wearable outfit, and even it's on it's last legs.
- >It's getting colder.
- >You'll need more clothes, soon. And some blankets.
- >Unfortunately, there's only one place you know of that has an abundance of cloth.
- >Fucking Rarity.
- ----
- >It's well past midnight as you sneak into Ponyville.
- >The guards stopped patrolling for you weeks ago, so sneaking through the town isn't hard.
- >The posters are still everywhere, though.
- >"Wanted: Anonymous, for immediate questioning by Princess Celestia. Suspect not to be harmed."
- >At least it didn't say "Dead or Alive"
- >Guess ponies are just more forgiving that humans.
- >You arrive in front of her boutique.
- >You were never good friends with Rainbow Dash, but you never had anything against her.
- >Rarity was different.
- >Rarity was an insufferable, snobbish drama queen with a superiority complex.
- >It didn't help she had the personality of a pile of soggy pasta.
- >The door's unlocked.
- >Thankfully, Ponyville is a trusting community.
- >You can barely see anything inside.
- >Feeling around, there's cloth everywhere, but you can't find any tools.
- >They might not be pretty, but with the right tools you can make your own clothes.
- >You walk into something.
- >Before you can grab it, it's it topples to the ground with a crash.
- >You hear a stirring from upstairs, then someone descending the stairs.
- >FUCK.
- >Well, it's dark. Maybe she won't see you.
- >You see a glow in the dark and suddenly, several candles around the room ignite.
- >"YOU!"
- >Well, shit.
- ----
- >She runs to the window and opens it.
- >Grabbing a large horn off the floor, sh hefts it up and blows it.
- >It's shockingly loud.
- >She looks at you haughtily.
- >"That was a signal for the guards. They'll be here within minutes!"
- "God DAMN it. I didn't want any trouble."
- >You take a step towards her.
- >Her smile fades.
- >"Stay back, you brute!"
- >You see her horn begin to glow.
- >You duck as a pair of shears miss you by inches.
- >You jump up and bound up to her before she can pull any other tricks.
- >You jab your finger under her ear.
- >She leaps away and tries to use her magic again.
- >A look of shock appears on her face.
- "Oh, Twilight didn't tell you about that trick?"
- >You advance on the white pony.
- ----
- >You backhand her across the face, sending her flying.
- "All I wanted was some clothes!"
- >She tries to climb to her feet, but she's still stunned.
- >You snatch her by the tail and swing her.
- >She hits a work bench and collapses.
- >She tries to get up, but it looks like her leg is hurt.
- >As you walk over, you grab a pair of scissors off a table.
- >Pinning her to the floor, you hold the blade to her throat.
- "Now, what to do with you?"
- >"Please, don't kill me! I'm sorry!"
- >Her nose is bleeding, and she chokes slightly on the blood.
- >You shush her and gently caress her face.
- "Hurt you? Why would I hurt you?"
- >You hold the scissors to her face.
- "We're friends, right? And what do friends do?"
- >You open the blades and head for her mane.
- "They give each other makeovers!"
- ----
- >She struggles as you chop her precious mane off, causing you to nick her flesh a few times.
- >Done. you drag her over to one of her mirrors so you can see your handiwork.
- >Her mane is ruined.
- >You cut off as much as you could, leaving just sparse, uneven clumps of hair.
- >"No! What have you done to me! I'm hideous!"
- >She tries to break free, but you throw her to the ground again.
- >You hold her down with one hand, and run your free hand across her flank and rump.
- >She's so soft...
- "Don't worry, Rarity. I still think you're pretty."
- >"No..."
- >She attempts to stand, but you put your weight on her.
- >She can't move.
- >With your free hand, you clumsily remove what remains of your pants.
- >"Please. Please not this."
- >You flip her over onto her stomach.
- >She jumps to her feet, but you hold her tightly.
- >As your erection brushes against her, she breaks down crying.
- >"No, you monster! You can't do this to me!"
- >Determined to prove her wrong, you slam it in her as hard as you can.
- ----
- >Rarity cries out in pain, gritting her teeth.
- >Her front lets begin to buckle as you violate her.
- >She screams through clenched teeth as you pound her from behind.
- >Harder and harder, while her screams become wails.
- >Finally, it's too much and you release inside her.
- >"No! You won't get away with this!"
- >Suddenly she jumps forward out of your grasp.
- >She kicks, hitting you right in the crotch.
- >You see stars as you go down.
- >She's going to pay.
- >Your rage sees you through the pain.
- >You grab wildly for the first thing you find.
- >A measuring tape.
- >As Rarity is trying to limp away you wrap it around her neck from behind like a garotte.
- >You put your knee into her back and pull for all you're worth.
- >Shes tries to get free but you're too powerful for her.
- >Her thrashing slows and finally stops.
- >She goes limp.
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Diamond in the Rough remake (WARNING: Contains rape)
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