- >… It did happen.
- >Fluttershy just tried to rape you.
- >Did she think she deserved some compensation for maybe saving your life? She does but that’s not the point.
- >Or was Applejack right? Are you a fucking Warlock?
- >It doesn’t sound nearly as stupid as it should under the current circumstances.
- >You enter Ponyville. Surely you’re safe in public, right?
- >Applejack’s letter comes to mind.
- >’if I se you agen im going to fuck you right there I dont care if wer in the midle of ponyville’
- >Applejack isn’t one for lying.
- >Fuck! You needed…
- >A friend! Yes! Someone who can cover your ass.
- >Rainbow Dash? Nah, she’s in cahoots with Applejack.
- >Pinkie Pie? How about once this legendary game of hide and seek is over?
- >Rarity? … Yeah! Rarity is kind enough. Maybe she’ll help you out.
- >You make your way to the Carousel Boutique.
- >You catch the eyes of many mares on your way over.
- >They have this lust for you as well? No. No, you’re an alien. They’re allowed to stare.
- >You arrive at the Boutique quickly.
- >You reach for the door knob.
- >But you stop yourself.
- >What if Rarity is the same way?
- >She was all over your exposed body yesterday. She probably copped a few magical feels.
- >Fuck this, you can’t fight against her if she tries anything. You can’t do a thing against magic.
- >You are the worst Warlock, you can’t even use counter-magic.
- >You abscond from the Boutique.
- >You decide that your best bet for your pony-virginity’s survival is to board up your house and…
- >You don’t know.
- >But it’ll give you time to think.
- >”Anon?” You hear from somewhere above.
- >You look up, sure enough there’s a cyan hoof waving at you from the roof of a building.
- >Oh boy, it’s Rainbow Dash.
- >She flutters down to the ground at your side.
- >”What’s up dude? Twilight finally let you go?”
- “Uh, yeah. I got out a while ago.”
- >”Cool, cool…” Okay, she wants something.
- >”Soooooo, what happened between you and Applejack?”
- >None of your god damn business.
- “She... tried something she shouldn’t have tried.”
- >Stop it, why are you telling her?
- >”And that would be?”
- “It’s… Hey, I gotta head on home. I’ll catch up with you some other time.”
- >”Pfft, come on!” She flies into your path. “Something is eating you up!”
- “It’s something I don’t really want to talk about.”
- >”Look, bro,” She flutters to your side, putting a foreleg around your shoulders. “Why don’t we go over to your place and talk about over-“
- “No!”
- >You knew it! She wants you too!
- >Being the shitty Warlock you are, you don’t teleport away. You just run.
- >”Wait where are you going?!”
- >Oh god she’s following you!
- >She tries to block your path but she's not exactly wide.
- >You easily maneuver around her.
- >She speeds ahead of you again.
- >You outmaneuver her again.
- >She speeds ahead of you again.
- >You actually bump into her this time but it doesn't slow you down much.
- >This goes on until you get to your house.
- >She flattens herself against the door to block your entry.
- >"Anon, WHAT in Celestia is goinAAAH!"
- >You pull her off the door. Her light Pegasus frame is no match against your wicked human muscles.
- >You toss her into the air. She recovers instantly and darts at you.
- >Too late, you're already inside.
- >You close the door. Judging by the lack of a loud thump, she stopped herself before hitting the door.
- >A series of knocks hits the door.
- >"Anon, dude, get out here!"
- "No! Go away!"
- >Frightening words from a frightening Warl-okay you need to stop that. You're not a Warlock.
- >"C'mon, I just want to help!"
- "Rainbow Dash I just want to be left alone!"
- >She goes silent for a minute.
- >"Are you sure? I just want to help but..."
- "Yes, just... please go."
- >It takes a bit but you hear her fly away.
- >You let out a sigh of relief.
- >You don't know if she was trying anything but it's not worth risking.
- >You close the curtains, lock the doors, and sit in the darkness because it's all moody and shit.
- >Time passes slowly. Too. God. Damn. Slowly.
- >There's occasionally a knock at your door.
- >You got up for the first one but you heard Fluttershy's voice behind the door once you got closer.
- >So you sat your ass right back down.
- >The rest of your day consisted of moving from the couch, to the floor, and back.
- >The night fell, shit. Have you really been sitting here for 5 or so hours?
- >You eat some leftover cake from the party two nights ago and go to bed.
- >No sun, no excuse to stay awake.
- -
- >What was that?
- >You heard a loud shattering noise from downstairs.
- >What time is it? Doesn't matter, it's still dark.
- >Did someone break into your house?
- >You get off your bed.
- >You look for something you can use as a weapon but there is absolutely nothing that you can do that with.
- >Your fists will have to do.
- >You tiptoe to the bedroom door.
- >Slooooowly open it.
- >And poke your head out.
- >Yes, you can hear something stepping on the glass.
- >You hear a yelp of pain.
- >"Gah darnit, that smarts."
- >Applejack.
- >Your heart skips a beat.
- >Two beats...
- >Three beats...
- >There it goes.
- >But you wish it had stopped.
- >You can hear hooves clop against the creaky steps.
- >You close your door quickly and loudly without thinking.
- >"Ya can't hide from me, Sugarcube."
- >What to do, what to do?
- >You were trapped.
- >You could hear her getting closer.
- >You could jump out the window.
- >Nah, you're a pussy.
- >Applejack is now on the other side of your door.
- >You're panicking now. You're not even trying to be quiet. You're fucked, literally, and you know it.
- >She gently opens the door. Why didn't you lock it?
- >"Aww, look at 'chu, yer shiverin' like a pig in a snowstorm."
- >You weren't really shivering, were you?
- >Yeah, you're shivering.
- >Don' worry," She saunters towards you. "Ah'll warm you up real good."
- >Your protests are cut short with her hoof over your mouth.
- >She's being gentle tonight.
- >But you haven't physically resisted yet.
- >She pushes you on the bed. So much for gentle.
- >"Ah suggest you make this easy, fer the both of us, Anon."
- >No.
- >You roll off the bed before she can put her weight on you.
- >You get up run for the door.
- >Almost there...
- >Nope, there's that familiar tugging sensation.
- >Applejack has your shirt by the teeth.
- >She tosses you back on to the bed.
- >She doesn't give you time to try running again.
- "Appleja-mmph" She stuffs a hoof over your mouth.
- >"Uh-uh, ya lost yer right ta' speak. Makes it easier fer me ta'... What in the hay?"
- >What? What is it?
- >With her free hoof, she pokes a large bulge in your bedspread.
- >FUCK, IT'S MOVING!
- >Applejack is just as startled, it seems.
- >It slowly pulls the blanket off itself.
- >Once it does, a series of aromas hit you.
- >Sweat, dirt, and...
- >Cotton Candy?
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