- >Wake up.
- >Do your morning routine like always.
- >Didn't sleep much last night. Been thinking about Babs, and what to do with her.
- >Get dressed.
- >Music starts to play.
- http://youtu.be/TJiT_9ylhXI
- ♪Yeah yeah yeah.♪
- >You head to the door.
- ♪Yeah yeah yeah.♪
- >Peek your head out, then run to Sugarcube Corner.
- ♪Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah.♪
- >Duck behind a table, peek up and look left then right.
- ♪First I thought that Babs was a really sweet filly.♪
- >Pinkie gives you a cupcake.
- ♪A cute little pony that would be real nice to me.♪
- >The door slams open and Babs is smirking at you.
- ♪But it turns out that she is just a perv that wants my dick.♪
- >She ducks under the table and rubs your groin.
- >Jump up and head towards the door.
- ♪I think this whole thing is going to make me sick.♪
- >She is standing there with a peeled banana, licking the length.
- ♪There's no where to run...♪
- >She takes a bite of it.
- >♪"Now it's time for my fun."♪
- >Cue trippy background with you running away from a filly.
- ♪Babs Seed, Babs seed,♪
- ♪What am I gonna do?♪
- ♪You've entraped me with blackmail.♪
- ♪Can't fight back. I have no bail.♪
- ♪Babs seed, Babs Seed,♪
- >♪"I'm not done with you."♪
- >♪"So I'll make this very clear."
- >♪"Get your hot ass over here."♪
- >You sigh.
- ♪Babs Seed, Babs Seed♪
- ♪You're just a bad, bad...♪
- >"Hey! Anon!"
- >The record scratches, and the background fades to the park.
- >Turn around to find the CMC looking rather mad.
- >And Babs is no where to be seen.
- >The fuck!?!
- Uh...hi?
- >Sweetie Belle hops up.
- >"Why are you messing up our song?
- Well, I thought that...
- >AppleBloom growls.
- >"Babs ain't no bully nomore. So no bad mouthin' mah cuz'n."
- >Shit.
- >If only they knew...
- >Scootaloo flaps her wings in a huff.
- >"Not cool, Anon. So not cool."
- >You sigh, no point in arguing with them.
- >You wander down a path.
- >Notice that you are heading towards Sweet Apple Acres.
- >Great! You can finally get that chat with Applejack.
- >Your legs moved a bit faster.
- >A feeling of happiness fills you.
- >You can finally finish this.
- >Run up the hill.
- >Past your home.
- >You're almost there.
- >The red barn comes into view.
- >Your legs move faster.
- >"And where do ya think ya going, babe?!"
- >Look up at Babs in the CMC tree house.
- Gonna tell AJ about your bad attitude!
- >"Go ahead. Ya will be disappoin'ed."
- >Fine, just to put this filly in her place.
- >Get to the farm house.
- >Knock on the door.
- >No answer.
- >Knock again.
- >Nothing.
- Must be in the fields.
- >Rush down to the southern orchard.
- APPLEJACK!!
- >No answer.
- APPLEJACK!?!
- >You would try another field, but what's the point.
- >It's too large.
- >"Tol' ya, sweet cheeks."
- >You try to contain your anger.
- >"They are still at their religious service. Good hustl' though."
- >But it's no use.
- >You let out a scream of rage, agony, and defeat.
- >The filly just stares at you with a bored expression.
- >After your screaming tantrum was finished, you fall to your knees.
- >You feel tears roll down your cheeks.
- >"Ya done?"
- >You try to ignore her, thinking she would leave you alone.
- >So you head to your happy place.
- >That lasted all but five seconds when you feel a wet tongue lick up your tears.
- >"Mmm...salty."
- >Can't ignore that.
- >Shoot her a dirty glare.
- >"Come, we're going to go see a movie."
- >You and Babs make your way to the theatre.
- >She wanted to see a slasher movie.
- >And she wanted some popcorn.
- >Bitch loves popcorn.
- >So you buy her popcorn and yourself a soda.
- >"It's 'bout ta start!"
- >She hurries to the viewing room as fast as her little legs could carry.
- >You slowly drudge forward.
- >Felt like a death march.
- >Enter to find that not many ponies are inside.
- >Most were up front.
- >And you spot Lyra.
- >Hope she doesn't see you.
- >Babs is sitting in the far back corner.
- >No one would see you there.
- >Meaning no one will see what she may try to do.
- >You take your seat, handing the succubus her popcorn.
- >Swear you could still see those horns.
- >You could say that she was...*shades* Horny.
- >No "YEAAAH" track for you.
- >You sigh and brace yourself for what this she-devil will pull.
- >The movie starts with a mare alone in the woods calling out some stallion's name.
- >Seems like a ditzy blonde.
- >Yep, she will be the first to die.
- >That's always a bad thing.
- >And here comes the looming shadow of the would-be killer.
- >"Oh boi, here it comes!"
- >The mare notices the shadow and turns.
- >Her look of horror solidifies her fate.
- >The shot of the knife being brought down onto the victim off screen.
- >A blood curdling scream and blood splatter later, the name of the movie appears in the blood.
- Oh boy. One of those movies.
- >Babs glares at you.
- >"Sshhh, it's going to get good."
- >She turns her attention back to the screen to mutter, "...for the both of us."
- >Ten minutes into the movie, Babs hasn't made her move. Good.
- >She's just staring at the screen, engrossed into the film.
- >Twenty minutes in, she had finished the bucket of popcorn.
- >Now she's starting to look bored.
- >That's never a good sign.
- >"Let me sit in your lap, Anon..."
- >Not now.
- Please, not here.
- >"I could just yell out you touched me in my no-no place."
- >Grumble and pick up the filly, placing her in your lap.
- >"See, it wasn't that hard?"
- Shut it.
- >Lucky for you, she didn't do much.
- >Yet...
- >While she sat there, you could feel Anon Jr, rise to the occasion.
- >Fucking physical stimuli.
- >Babs slowly creaks her head almost 180 degrees, giving you that signature grin of hers.
- >"Seems like somep0ny is happy."
- It's just a physical response to stimuli. Nothing more.
- >"Drop your pants."
- >That sounded like an order and a threat rolled into one.
- >You don't question her and follow her instruction.
- >Now you are in a dark movie theater with your pants and boxers at your ankles and a filly sitting on you.
- >And now said filly is grinding her flank on your hardened dick.
- >You can feel the heat of her inner thighs.
- >This is escalating too quickly.
- Please...stop this Babs.
- >"Shh, I'm trying to watch a movie."
- >Her grinding is persistent.
- >And her fily slit is getting moist.
- >Your sack can feel some moistness dripping onto you.
- >"Oh, this is the best part."
- >Her gyrations became more erratic.
- >You were close to blowing your load all over your shirt and thighs.
- >You whisper to her.
- B-babs...stop this.
- >She isn't listening.
- >It's coming.
- S-shi...
- >Babs gets up at the last possible second.
- >She did it again. Another ruined ejaculation.
- >"Ya think I'm gonna let ya finish and make a mess in here?"
- >She faces you, her green eyes locking onto yours.
- >Her hoof grasps hold of your cock and positions it under her.
- >"Ready for the climax, babe?"
- Oh god, n-nmmmm...
- >She is slowly pressing herself down on your man meat.
- >But this hole isn't wet, like you would think a pussy would feel like.
- >"Like I said before."
- >The tip of your rod pierces her tight hole.
- >"I like it dry."
- >Your eyes shrink to the size of pinpricks.
- Babs wai-
- >"No dice, sweet cheeks."
- >She forces her hips down, slaming her flanks on your thighs.
- >You hunch over holding onto Babs while suppressing your moan.
- >And she is panting.
- >"So...full..."
- Please...just get off.
- >"I gotta help ya get off some way, babe."
- >Babs pushes you back into your seat.
- >"Now, enjoy the show."
- >Her forehooves were placed onto your chest, and she slowly begins to lift off your spear.
- >Only to slam back down onto it.
- >Babs is riding you.
- >You're fucking a filly.
- >Not only have you become a horsefucker, but you're officially a filly fooler.
- >An equivalent of a pedophile back on earth.
- >The lowest of the low.
- >And to make it worse, it's starting to feel good.
- >Her insides were so warm and tight, clinging along your length.
- >Not to mention the texture of her colon walls were like that of marshmallows.
- >A true marshmallow butthole.
- >You always wondered that, too bad you had to find out this way.
- >"Feels good?" Babs whispers in your ear.
- N-no. it doesn't.
- >Her hips picked up speed.
- >Instinctively, your hips begin to move on their own to match her movements, getting the most of this feeling.
- >"Don't deny, because those hips don't lie. I know you're feeling right."
- >Fuck.
- >"But it's okay, you're mine. I won't tell on you unless you disobey me."
- >Oh fuck...you're going to cum any second.
- >Her lips were close to your ears.
- >That breath of hers was so hot, and smelled of buttered popcorn.
- >You love popcorn.
- >"Now let..."
- >She slams hard against you.
- >Your breath hitches at her sudden movement.
- >"It..."
- >She slams her flanks again on your thighs.
- >You feel your seed slowly making it's way to it's exit.
- >"Go."
- >One more slam sends you both over the edge.
- >You yell as you fill this filly's ass with your baby milk.
- >She screams out loud when she feels your warm spunk splatter inside.
- >The rest of the audience screams when someone gets stabbed.
- >That was one hell of a climax.
- >You wanted to cry, but you try not to do that in public.
- >Babs nuzzles your chest, hugging your tight.
- >"I love ya babe, you do know how to treat a filly to a good time."
- >She sits up, your dick popping out of her.
- >Your seed didn't seep out of her, which is a plus.
- >Babs takes her seat again.
- >You pull up your pants and try your best to forget this whole thing happen.
- >But you still recall every detail.
- >The movie eventually ends, and you carry the filly out and make a mad dash to the farm.
- >Once it was in sight, you put the filly down and walk in silence.
- >That was until she opens her mouth.
- >"Enjoyed the movie?"
- No...it sucked.
- >"Darn, thought you would be a fan of it."
- >This filly...
- >Arrive at the farm some time later.
- >And there's AJ sitting on the porch.
- >She waves at you.
- >"So there ya were, Babs."
- >"Hiya, cousin AJ. Me and Anon went to see a movie."
- >No, she raped you.
- >"Oh! That's nice."
- >Applejack rubs the filly's head.
- >"Thanks for looking after her. It's good to see that...is something wrong, Anon?"
- >You don't want to deal with this right now.
- >You don't want to deal with anyp0ny right now.
- No...I'm fine.
- >"We can have that talk you wanted."
- No. I'm just...tired. Maybe some other time.
- >"Well, okay then. See ya-"
- >You don't bother to say goodbye.
- >"Anon..."
- >AJ just watches you walk off looking depressed.
- >You arrive in your home.
- >Lock the door.
- >Head to your room.
- >Faceplant onto your bed.
- >All the suppressed feelings you have been keeping in couldn't be contained anymore.
- >You grab your pillow and put it at your face.
- >Take a deep breath.
- >All your frustrations, anger, sadness.
- >You let it out the only way you could.
- >You cry.
- >And you don't stop until you fall asleep.
- End Part 5
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