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The Science of Rape Part 4

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>You're Anonymous, the resident human of P0nyville
>It's a quiet night here in the Golden Oaks library, the only sound came from the rustling of the leaves
>The library is empty, Spike has gone into Canterlot for some dragon related education
>A single candle lit the dark library, and the beautiful mare in front of you
>Twilight Sparkle, the librarian and student to Princess Celestia herself
>She lies on her bed, and her bright amethyst eyes stares right into your very soul
>"Come here my love"
>You oblige, and lie down besides her
>Wrapping your arms around her fragile body, you pull her in for a deep, passionate kiss
>Your hand gently caress her coat, and slide down to her flanks
>Twilight let out a muffled moan, moving herself closer to you
>This is the young mare's first time making love, her inexperience shows in her sensitivity
>"A-Anon, I-I love you"
"I love you too Twilight"
>You move on top of her eager body, feeling her hot breath on your neck
>With her magic, Twilight removes your exotic human clothing
>Your stallionhood stands to attention, screaming to please the mare under you
>"ACHOOO"
"SPIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!!!!!!!!!!"
1/
>You're Twilight Sparkle, librarian of P0nyville and student of Princess Celestia
>Spike, your young dragon assistant, just sneezed and sent your clop fiction to your teacher
>This is bad, what will your teacher think of you when she reads your clop fic?
>With your magic, you force open Spike's mouth, and jam one of your hooves down there, trying to retrieve the scroll
>Of course that didn't help
*meanwhile, in Canterlot*
>You're Princess Luna [spoiler]AKA best princess[/spoiler]
>Celestia is currently away on some form of "Royal duty", which means it's your turn on the throne
>The throne feels a little wider than it used to be, most likely remade to fit Celestia's much larger bottom
>While being the ruler of Equestria is great, sitting on a throne waiting for things to happen is kind of boring
>Maybe you should make Blueblood do salsa in a dress, the clumsy oaf would look hilarious
>Your thoughts are interrupted by an unexpected pop and a scroll appear in front of you
>Levitating the scroll up in the air, you examine its contents
>It appear to be clop fiction
"HUZZA! NEW CLOPPING MATERIAL HAS ARRIVED!"
>You retire to your sleeping quarters, and lock the door behind you
>You're now Anon, wielder of the hot monkey dick, slayer of rapists
>Today's guess was gore, featuring Fluttershy and unidentifiable woodland creature
>Lungs are not meant to be used that way
>But fuck no clop Saturdays, you insert your penis into Fluttershy, thrusting in and out repeatedly
>And then you come inside
>#YOLO
>You should probably return the Uncommon Taste now, since you're pretty much done with it
2/
>DATA LOG #008 [ANONRAPE] 78:20
>Peace is a lie
>There is only [spoiler]LOVE[/spoiler]
>Through [spoiler]LOVE[/spoiler], >rape
>Through >rape, I gain the hot monkey dick
>Through the hot monkey dick, my lust is fulfilled!
>Today is the day.
>DATA LOG #008 END
>It's a lovely day here in P0nyville, the birds are singing, the sun is shining and Lyra is having sex with Bon Bon on the park bench
>Wait what?
>How she can fit a dildo that big into her ass you'd never know
>Eager to leave the hedonistic couple behind, you cut through the markets, bumping into a p0ny on your way
>"You should watch where you're going, or soon you shall soon be giving a dicking"
>Of course you bumped into the weird zebra
>You ignore her, and continue
>Bitch's rhymes are wack anyways
>"Ignore me if that is your wish, but soon the student will fulfil her fetish"
>What the fuck does that even mean?
>You glance at Zecora hoping for an explaination
>She is now grinding against another zebra
>"Ayo zebra you want some of mama's plot?"
>Disgusting
3/
*meanwhile at the p0nyville school
>You're Applebloom
>Ms Cheerilee made you stay behind for detention and left you in the classroom
>On a Saturday
>You decide to use this time to try for a cutie mark in make up
>Leaning against the wall, you start applying some lipstick
>Something hits the wall from the other side, and you fall over
"Owh"
>That came from Ms Cheerilee's office
>An investigation won't hurt
>CUTIE MARK CRUSADER DETECTIVES!
>You head outside, and peak inside the keyhole
>Voices from the other side echos through the office
>"Eeyup!"
>"Oh yes Big Mac, harder!"
>"EEYUP!"
>"HARDER"
>"EEEEEEYUP!!!"
>"OH YES THAT'S AN A GRADE RIGHT THERE~"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH~"
4/
>You're now Anon
>The market place was pretty noisy today, Applejack just managed kick another p0ny out of town
>She sold onions or something
>A giant green thing then proceeded to ravage her asshole
>Just another day in p0nyvil-
>"AAAAAAAHHHHH~"
>Applebloom runs towards your general direction, leaving a trail of confused p0nies behind her
>She bumps into your leg, and fall back onto the ground
>Applebloom wiggle around on the ground, trying to regain her balance
>"ANON! AHHHH! IN THE OFFICE...PEEPEE...INTO PEEPEE.... WHITE THINGS...AAAHHHHH"
>Some lipstick is stuck on her face
*Flashback
>"You should watch where you're going, or soon you shall soon be giving a dicking"
>"Ignore me if that is your wish, but soon the student will fulfil her fetish"
>Oh god it's happening
>You could've prevented this
>Why didn't you stop it?
"NOPE"
>You grab Applebloom, and punt her towards the swamps
>She'll be fine
5/
>Finally arriving at the Golden Oaks Library, you knock on the door
>No one answers
>Pleaserespond.jpg
>Nope, no response
>You decide to simply walk in, and leave the book a table
>With a twist on the door knob, you enter the library
>*POP*
>Wake up, massive headache
>Ain't feelin' like P Celly
>Who turned off the lights?
>Looking around, you find yourself in a dimly-lit basement like room
>An odd odor permeates the air
>There are various tools hanging on the walls near by
>Clamps of all sorts, leather strips, riding crop, chains
>And a selection of long, plastic, stick like tools, of course
>P0nies have weird tools
>A purple aura surrounds you, and you're pushed down onto the floor
"Hey!"
>The ground began to glow, and you notice a pentagram forming
"What's going on?"
6/
>"Oh queen of lust and mortal desires, mistress of pleasure, listen to my pleas!"
>"I call forth your powers to seduce this monkey presented to you"
>Twilight emerges from the other end of the basement, holding one of the stick like tools
>"Accept my tribute, oh ancient one!"
>Oh god that that stick is not for gardening
>Twilight jams a dildo the size of your arm into her anus
>She struggles to j-j-jam it in
>Letting gravity take over, she simply falls on the dildo
>It goes in all the way
>Her eyes roll into the back of her head, and she orgasm, staining the floor
>A deep voice then echos across the room
>"My my, what do we have here? Some kind of monkey, and Celestia's pet little unicorn?"
>"Very well worm, I accept your tribute!"
>The basement shakes with the intensity of an earthquake, and green fire emerge from the pentagram
>The fire burns away all your clothing, but you were left unharmed
>Smoke from the green fire reforms before you, and an odd p0ny like creature solidifies
>Its body is covered in holes, and its wings are more bug wings than that of a pegasus
>It takes out a pocket watch from an unknown location, and begin swinging it gently
>"Your eyes feel heavy, and you feel the urge give the mare in front of you your love"
>This can't seriously work
7/
>Your eyes are starting to feel heavy
>Spoke too soon eh, Anon?
>Fuck you too, writer
"M-My eyes are feeling heavy, and ARGH!-
BONER ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL!
Insert hours of pointless hot roll-play sex here
>You're now Anon, slave
>Mistress Twilight is so good to you...
[spoiler]BAD END

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>You're Anonymous, the resident human of P0nyville
>It's a quiet night here in the Golden Oaks library, the only sound came from the rustling of the leaves
>The library is empty, Spike has gone into Canterlot for some dragon related education
>A single candle lit the dark library, and the beautiful mare in front of you
>Twilight Sparkle, the librarian and student to Princess Celestia herself 
>She lies on her bed, and her bright amethyst eyes stares right into your very soul
>"Come here my love"
>You oblige, and lie down besides her
>Wrapping your arms around her fragile body, you pull her in for a deep, passionate kiss
>Your hand gently caress her coat, and slide down to her flanks
>Twilight let out a muffled moan, moving herself closer to you
>This is the young mare's first time making love, her inexperience shows in her sensitivity 
>"A-Anon, I-I love you"
"I love you too Twilight"
>You move on top of her eager body, feeling her hot breath on your neck
>With her magic, Twilight removes your exotic human clothing
>Your stallionhood stands to attention, screaming to please the mare under you
>"ACHOOO"
"SPIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!!!!!!!!!!"
1/

>You're Twilight Sparkle, librarian of P0nyville and student of Princess Celestia
>Spike, your young dragon assistant, just sneezed and sent your clop fiction to your teacher
>This is bad, what will your teacher think of you when she reads your clop fic?
>With your magic, you force open Spike's mouth, and jam one of your hooves down there, trying to retrieve the scroll
>Of course that didn't help

*meanwhile, in Canterlot*
>You're Princess Luna [spoiler]AKA best princess[/spoiler]
>Celestia is currently away on some form of "Royal duty", which means it's your turn on the throne
>The throne feels a little wider than it used to be, most likely remade to fit Celestia's much larger bottom
>While being the ruler of Equestria is great, sitting on a throne waiting for things to happen is kind of boring
>Maybe you should make Blueblood do salsa in a dress, the clumsy oaf would look hilarious  
>Your thoughts are interrupted by an unexpected pop and a scroll appear in front of you
>Levitating the scroll up in the air, you examine its contents
>It appear to be clop fiction 
"HUZZA! NEW CLOPPING MATERIAL HAS ARRIVED!"
>You retire to your sleeping quarters, and lock the door behind you

>You're now Anon, wielder of the hot monkey dick, slayer of rapists
>Today's guess was gore, featuring Fluttershy and unidentifiable woodland creature
>Lungs are not meant to be used that way
>But fuck no clop Saturdays, you insert your penis into Fluttershy, thrusting in and out repeatedly
>And then you come inside
>#YOLO
>You should probably return the Uncommon Taste now, since you're pretty much done with it
2/

>DATA LOG #008 [ANONRAPE] 78:20
>Peace is a lie
>There is only [spoiler]LOVE[/spoiler]
>Through [spoiler]LOVE[/spoiler], >rape
>Through >rape, I gain the hot monkey dick
>Through the hot monkey dick, my lust is fulfilled! 
>Today is the day.
>DATA LOG #008 END

>It's a lovely day here in P0nyville, the birds are singing, the sun is shining and Lyra is having sex with Bon Bon on the park bench
>Wait what?
>How she can fit a dildo that big into her ass you'd never know
>Eager to leave the hedonistic couple behind, you cut through the markets, bumping into a p0ny on your way
>"You should watch where you're going, or soon you shall soon be giving a dicking"
>Of course you bumped into the weird zebra 
>You ignore her, and continue 
>Bitch's rhymes are wack anyways
>"Ignore me if that is your wish, but soon the student will fulfil her fetish"
>What the fuck does that even mean?
>You glance at Zecora hoping for an explaination
>She is now grinding against another zebra
>"Ayo zebra you want some of mama's plot?"
>Disgusting
3/

*meanwhile at the p0nyville school
>You're Applebloom
>Ms Cheerilee made you stay behind for detention and left you in the classroom
>On a Saturday
>You decide to use this time to try for a cutie mark in make up
>Leaning against the wall, you start applying some lipstick
>Something hits the wall from the other side, and you fall over
"Owh"
>That came from Ms Cheerilee's office
>An investigation won't hurt
>CUTIE MARK CRUSADER DETECTIVES!
>You head outside, and peak inside the keyhole
>Voices from the other side echos through the office
>"Eeyup!"
>"Oh yes Big Mac, harder!"
>"EEYUP!"
>"HARDER"
>"EEEEEEYUP!!!"
>"OH YES THAT'S AN A GRADE RIGHT THERE~"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH~"
4/

>You're now Anon
>The market place was pretty noisy today, Applejack just managed kick another p0ny out of town
>She sold onions or something
>A giant green thing then proceeded to ravage her asshole
>Just another day in p0nyvil-
>"AAAAAAAHHHHH~"
>Applebloom runs towards your general direction, leaving a trail of confused p0nies behind her
>She bumps into your leg, and fall back onto the ground
>Applebloom wiggle around on the ground, trying to regain her balance
>"ANON! AHHHH! IN THE OFFICE...PEEPEE...INTO PEEPEE.... WHITE THINGS...AAAHHHHH"
>Some lipstick is stuck on her face
*Flashback
>"You should watch where you're going, or soon you shall soon be giving a dicking"
>"Ignore me if that is your wish, but soon the student will fulfil her fetish"
>Oh god it's happening
>You could've prevented this
>Why didn't you stop it?
"NOPE"
>You grab Applebloom, and punt her towards the swamps
>She'll be fine
5/

>Finally arriving at the Golden Oaks Library, you knock on the door
>No one answers
>Pleaserespond.jpg
>Nope, no response
>You decide to simply walk in, and leave the book a table
>With a twist on the door knob, you enter the library
>*POP*
>Wake up, massive headache
>Ain't feelin' like P Celly
>Who turned off the lights?
>Looking around, you find yourself in a dimly-lit basement like room
>An odd odor permeates the air
>There are various tools hanging on the walls near by
>Clamps of all sorts, leather strips, riding crop, chains
>And a selection of long, plastic, stick like tools, of course
>P0nies have weird tools
>A purple aura surrounds you, and you're pushed down onto the floor
"Hey!"
>The ground began to glow, and you notice a pentagram forming
"What's going on?"
6/

>"Oh queen of lust and mortal desires, mistress of pleasure, listen to my pleas!"
>"I call forth your powers to seduce this monkey presented to you"
>Twilight emerges from the other end of the basement, holding one of the stick like tools
>"Accept my tribute, oh ancient one!"
>Oh god that that stick is not for gardening
>Twilight jams a dildo the size of your arm into her anus
>She struggles to j-j-jam it in
>Letting gravity take over, she simply falls on the dildo
>It goes in all the way
>Her eyes roll into the back of her head, and she orgasm, staining the floor
>A deep voice then echos across the room
>"My my, what do we have here? Some kind of monkey, and Celestia's pet little unicorn?"
>"Very well worm, I accept your tribute!"
>The basement shakes with the intensity of an earthquake, and green fire emerge from the pentagram
>The fire burns away all your clothing, but you were left unharmed
>Smoke from the green fire reforms before you, and an odd p0ny like creature solidifies
>Its body is covered in holes, and its wings are more bug wings than that of a pegasus
>It takes out a pocket watch from an unknown location, and begin swinging it gently 
>"Your eyes feel heavy, and you feel the urge give the mare in front of you your love"
>This can't seriously work
7/

>Your eyes are starting to feel heavy
>Spoke too soon eh, Anon?
>Fuck you too, writer
"M-My eyes are feeling heavy, and ARGH!-
BONER ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL!

Insert hours of pointless hot roll-play sex here

>You're now Anon, slave
>Mistress Twilight is so good to you...

[spoiler]BAD END

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