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By: picklehead42 on Jan 5th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 11.23 KB  |  hits: 116  |  expires: Never
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  1. >The sun is well above the horizon as you wake, and as you climb out of bed, it shines brightly through your window, illuminating the room in a warm yellow light.
  2. >You stumble into the bathroom, and take your daily shit, thinking about what you have to do today.
  3. >You hop in the shower, and clean yourself up. The warm water helps to shake the sleep from your eyes, and as you get out, you feel more alert.
  4. >You shave quickly, and head downstairs towards the kitchen.
  5. >Munching on some toast, you glance through the paper, but see no important stories.
  6. >You toss your plate in the sink, and head towards the door.
  7. >Checking the clock, you see it was just about time for Fluttershy to arrive.
  8. >You sit on the stairs, and wait for the
  9. >Knock knock.
  10. >You sigh, and walk towards the door.
  11. >These fetish guesses were irritating, but had become routine enough that you didn't bother to complain.
  12. >Not like she would stop if you asked.
  13. >As long as she didn't go batshit crazy and try to rape you again.
  14. >Swear to god, if she tried that again, you'd cunt punt her to the moon.
  15. >You open it up, and see Fluttershy just standing there. No getup, no crazy sex toy, just her.
  16. >"H-hi there Anon. I w-was just w-wondering if, if it's a-alright with you, m-maybe go on a picnic? We c-could enjoy nature, and maybe...r-rut?"
  17. >You sigh, and shake your head. When would she get it?
  18. "No Fluttershy. I don't want to go on a picnic and rut you. I’m not a horse fucker."
  19. >She looks down, disheartened.
  20. >"I was a-afraid you'd say that mister."
  21. >She reaches into her non-existent pocket, and pulls out a rag.
  22. >Before you could react, she's shoved it I'm your face, and you were forced to breath in noxious fumes.
  23. >You vision begins to blur, and your vision darkens dramatically.
  24. >You stumble backwards, and attempt to stay conscious.
  25. >You slump down on the floor, and fall into a deep sleep.
  26. 1/?
  27. >As you gain consciousness, you immediately take notice of your surroundings.
  28. >You're in a field, trees gently swaying around you. The sky is cloudless, and the sun is directly above you.
  29. >You're sitting on a red and white plaid blanket, a picnic basket between you and-
  30. >Oh yeah. You were knocked out by Fluttershy, who's now sitting on the other side of the blanket, quietly munching in a sandwich, staring off into the fields.
  31. >You start to get up, but can't seem to move your arms.
  32. >You look down, and try to remain calm at what you see.
  33. >Somehow Fluttershy had gotten you into a full straight jacket, your arms now pinned to your sides.
  34. >The tight white cloth along with the buckles rendered your arms useless.
  35. >They didn't give you any give, just wiggle your fingers.
  36. >You turn your attentions back towards the she-devil who put you in this situation. She's still blissfully unaware of you conscious state.
  37. >You clear your throat to gain her attention, who jumps a bit at the sudden noise.
  38. >"Oh. I d-didn't realize you we're awake Anon." She says, turning herself towards you.
  39. "Oh I'm awake alright. Now, would you mind explaining to me why the hell I'm in a straight jacket?"
  40. >You want to ask how she procured one to fit a human, but to be honest, you didn't care right now.
  41. >"Oh, well you see, you would never have gone willingly with me, so I asked Rarity for a little help. Now we can have our picnic!"
  42. >She smiles, and reaches into the basket, pulling out another sandwich.
  43. >She stands up, moves over to you, and sits on your crotch, starin you in the eyes.
  44. >"Once we're done eating," she says, holding up the sandwich, and moving it towards your mouth, "we can have a little fun."
  45. >She seductively winks.
  46. >You feel something move under her. She winked at both ends. *shudder*
  47. 2/?
  48. >You stare at her, unmoving as she attempts to force the food into your mouth.
  49. "Women, let me go! I don't want to rut, or eat a picnic with you! Why don't you get it? I don't love you!"
  50. >She gets a determined look. "Now now mister, just eat your food. It'll help get you in the mood!" She jabs it towards your mouth.
  51. >You dodge, and shoulder check her off you.
  52. >She hits the grass with an audible "Oof!"
  53. >You struggle to your feet, but since your hands are of no use, it hinders your progress.
  54. >Fluttershy looks up at you. "Oh, so is rough sex your fetish?"
  55. >Your pissed now. This bitch would just not get it.
  56. "Dammit Fluttershy, YOU aren't my fetish!"
  57. >You reel back, and cunt punt her towards the forest.
  58. >You turn, and begin to jog towards the library. Fluttershy shouts angrily as she flies away. "I will get that hot monkey dick! I swear it!"
  59. >Fat chance.You’re keeping your p0ny virginity.
  60. >Maybe Twilight could get you out of this stupid jacket.
  61.  
  62. >As you approach the library, it is quite apparent that the other mares in town are interested.
  63. >You being immobilized from the waist up, this was the perfect time for almost anyp0ny to get the D.
  64. >Thank god you were a fast runner.
  65. >Cat calls, pickup lines, terrible fanfiction, you name it. You were going to need to bleach your ears after this.
  66. >As you reach the door, you had amassed quite the crown behind you.
  67. >You frantically kick on the door, praying Twilight is home.
  68. >"Why d-don't we just t-take what we w-want? It's not like h-he can stop us!" a quiet voice says.
  69. >Wait, that voice...
  70. >Oh shit.
  71. >You frantically throw your shoulder against the door as the crowd moves closer.
  72. >Thankfully, Twilight opens the door, and magics you inside.
  73. 3/?
  74. >You hit the ground with a "Oof!"
  75. >"Get outta here!” she shouts, and magically slams the door shut.
  76. “Thanks for that.”
  77. >"No problem Anon. Now, what in Equestria have you done? And what are you wearing?" she says, lifting you back up.
  78. "Hey, not my fault I'm irresistible!"
  79. >She chuckles. “Don’t flatter yourself. You both move towards her couch. Shit was comfy.
  80. "Now, I know you haven't believed me in the past, but hear me out. Fluttershy put this on me, and tried to rape me."
  81. >She chuckles, and gives you a quizzical look.
  82. >"Really? Quiet and shy Fluttershy? Please Anon, the lengths you go to disguise it. I know what this is."
  83. >You sigh, and shake your head.
  84. "I figured you wouldn't be- wait, what is this?"
  85. >She stands, and trots over to you, her nose almost touching yours.
  86. >"You know my fetish is bondage."
  87. >Oh shit. It was. She doesn't think thi-
  88. >She suddenly kisses you, her tongue invading you mouth with a ferocity you didn't know this meek librarian had.
  89. >You jerk away, lose your balance, and fall off the couch.
  90. “Whoa Twilight! I don’t want any of this! I was just hoping you’d get this damn jacket off me!
  91. >She hops down, and stands over you. Her marehood is already dripping juices on you crotch.
  92. >Damn. This was your last pair.
  93. >”Please Anon. I know you want this.”
  94. >She leans in for another kiss, and you jerk away.
  95. >She frowns, and her horn glows. You head is suddenly shoved forwards towards hers, and her mouth once again grasps yours.
  96. >You wiggle and squirm, trying to get her off you, but it’s no use. Her magic was to strong.
  97. >Eventually, she pulls her mouth off you, a thing strand of saliva connecting you.
  98. >"Let’s go upstairs."
  99. 4/?
  100. >A poof of smoke later, and you’re lying on her bed, still immobilized, with her eyeing your crotch like Raritan eyes marshmallow fluff.
  101. “Dammit Twilight! I don’t want this!”
  102. >She sighs, and magics open her bedside table next to you.
  103. >”I was afraid I would have to use this.” She says, and pulls out a ball gag.
  104. “Oh hell no, don’t you dare put that on m-“
  105. >She silences you, and places it over your mouth.
  106. >Now you couldn’t move, and you couldn’t talk. This day was going great.
  107. >”Now, let’s see what we have to work with.”
  108. >She slides down to your pants, and grasps the sipper in her teeth.
  109. >She zips it down, and tugs off your pants.
  110. >Your rebellious member is already at half mast from the kiss, and the tip peeking of from you boxers.
  111. >She slips in out of its hiding spot, and gives a long sensual lock from base to tip.
  112. >You attempt to keep it flaccid, but after six months in p0ny land, you hand just wasn’t cutting it.
  113. >Her licks don’t cease, and soon you’re rock hard.
  114. >”Looks like someone does want it!” she giggles.
  115. “Mmmph!” [spoiler] Let me go! [/spoiler]
  116. >She leans down, and engulfs your member whole, and you feel your tip go into her throat.
  117. >It felt heavenly, even if it was from a cartoon horse.
  118. >You groan through the gag, and clench your eyes shut from the pleasure her mouth was giving.
  119. >She begins to bob up and down, milking your dick for everything it’s got.
  120. >The slurping noises, accompanied by the amazing spit shine your dick was getting, was pushing you towards the edge at an alarming rate.
  121. >She stops bobbing, and just holds you in, her throat feeling heavenly on your member.
  122. >She pulls off, saliva dripping everywhere, her panting for breath.
  123. 5/?
  124. >Without a word, she dives back in, bobbing her head, tickling your dick with her tongue.
  125. >This shoved you over the edge, and you cum wildly, painting her throat with your man milk.
  126. >It was horrible. You never wanted this. You just wanted this jacket off.
  127. >But instead, you were throat fucking PurpleSmart.
  128. >She pulls off, gargling your seed. You feel sick.
  129. >She swallows, and looks back down at you, her lust filled eyes meeting yours.
  130. >”I want you inside me. Now.” She says. Dirty talk was not her forte apparently.
  131. >You hear a loud crash, and a blur of yellow and pink slams into Twilight, knocking her off the bed.
  132. >”GET OFF MY MAN!” shouts what you can only assume is Fluttershy.
  133. >You sure as hell ain’t waiting to find out.
  134. >You roll off the bed, and run to the window that Fluttershy broke through, and peer down towards the street.
  135. >The crowd had actually grown in size. Even the royal sisters were there. And they were all staring directly at you.
  136. >Or, more accurately, your dick. Twilight still had your pants.
  137. >This was bad. On one hand, which was still stuck in that damn straight jacket by the way, you have PurpleSmart and SaffronApprehensive fighting over your hot monkey dick.
  138. >On the other, you had a crowd of obsessed mares outside who would do god knows what to you.
  139. >Could this day get any worse?
  140. >”LET’S GET SOME HOT MONKEY DICK!” shouts Luna, using the Royal Canterlot Voice.
  141. >The mares all charge, and begin to storm the library.
  142. >You run and use your back to block the door with a dresser as best you can.
  143. >Hopefully it would hold until all the mares were inside her house.
  144. >They begin slamming against the door, screaming “Give us your dick Anon!”
  145. >Fluttershy and Twilight were still catfighting.
  146. >And you were standing at the edge of the window, praying to any and all gods you could think of.
  147. 6/?
  148. >You take a breath, and jump from the window.
  149. >You hit the ground feet first, and duck down into a tumble, executing a perfect roll.
  150. >For once something went right.
  151. >”Ooh! Looks like he came to us! And he got all done up for us!”
  152. >Wait, what?
  153. >You turn to see the crowd of horny mares staring at you.
  154. >You didn’t wait long enough, and only a few had actually gone into the house.
  155. >You’re fucked.
  156. >You begin to back away slowly they advance.
  157. >You turn to run, but go face first into a warm white ass.
  158. >You fall onto yours, and stare at Celestia.
  159. >”I hope you’re ready,” she says, nodding towards the crowd,”because we all are.”
  160. 7/7