"No Escape from the *WHITE NOISE*"
By minion_of_Lulu (https://pastebin.com/u/minion_of_Lulu)

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Created on: Sunday 13th of January 2013 08:32:54 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 24 of October 2020 04:05:35 AM UTC


>Sitting on your recliner, feeling like P Diddy.
>The sun has just set.
>You are reading the local newspaper, since you haven't gotten the chance to read it.
>Been annoyed by Fluttershy all day.
>The headline catches your attention.
"Rise in Timber Wolf Attacks"
>But it wasn't like normal attacks.
>These were a series of rapes.
>And reports say that only one timber wolf is responsible.
>And it keeps calling out someone's name.
>However, the mares couldn't catch it seeing that they were being violated.
>The only thing they know is that the name starts with an "A".
>Must be one of the apples.
>"AROOOOOOOOOO!!!"
>That just came from outside.
>No...
It must have been the wind.
>You hear the sound of creaking wood from outside your house.
This is getting too weird.
>To the safety of your room.
>Second story, door made of metal, reinforced by magic.
>Basically a safe room.
>The best defense for the relapsed rapist pony.
>Why did you rape her again?
>Oh yeah, no self-control with your desires.

>You hear a sudden crash from below.
>The most foul smell seems to seep through the floor boards.
>A memory pops into your head.
>Spike, he told you about this same smell, and what it was associated with.
>It finally dawns on you, a timber wolf is in your home.
>Shit_just_got_real.gif
O-okay, don't panic, Anon. They smell fear.
>You're shivering.
>Don't know why, since you are basically safe in here.
>Nop0ny or thing can get in or out of this room without your consent.
>Your hear a loud thud coming from your door.
>How did it know?
>The banging gets more fierce.
>It's trying to break down the door.
>Heh, silly timber wolf, you can't break down this door.
>"ARROOOOOOOOOU!!!!"
>A large wooden claw slashes through your door.
>Made of metal.
>You have to be dreaming.
>There's a small gash in the metal, you can see out into your hall.
>And the wooden monstrosity can see inside.
>That glowing eye.
>You quickly grab a bat and duck in the corner along the adjacent wall.
>A few more swipes and girly screaming later, the timber wolf's face is inside.
>It looks familiar.
>"Heres...Lucky!"
NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

>You swing your bat, smashing his head into tiny wood splinters.
>There was a sound of a bunch of sticks slumping to the ground on the other side of the door.
>It lies there motionless.
Is it over?
>Nothing.
>You let out a sigh of relief.
>But that victory is short lived as the sticks begin to file through the door.
>One by one.
>Lucky the timber wolf was reforming right in front of the door and there were no windows to your room.
>There is no way out.
>Lucky had finished forming.
>You notice something dangling under him.
>A giant doggy cock.
>"On the ground, face down Anon."
>No...this can't be happening.
>He swipes at you, somehow not injuring you and tearing off your clothes.
>The next thing you knew, he forces you onto the ground.
>You can't fight it, it's too strong.
>The feeling of something pointy at your ass is all you need to know what will happen next.
>"Bite the pillow, I'm going in dry."

AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!
>A book is thrown at your head.
>"Damn it, Anon! I'm trying to read this book here!"
>You must have fallen asleep...again.
>Those pills the doctor gave you seemed to work at first.
>No crazy dreams for a good 3 months.
>Your life was fixed, besides Fluttershy trying to get in your pants.
>Your friends were happy to see you out and about.
>Life was good.
>But a few days ago, they stopped working.
>Everything crumbled around you.
>These dreams came back with full force.
>And magic, although abundant, wasn't good for mental rehabilitation.
>Look down to find Fluttershy sleeping with her face on your crotch.
>And your dick in her mouth.
>You are too tired to deal with this shit.
>You will let her have her way this one time.
>As you stare up at the ceiling while getting a sleeping blowjob from Flutters, a disembodied voice speaks to you.
[spoiler]"Once a Pound Puppies' Bitch, Always a Pound Puppies' Bitch."[/spoiler]
>That is it. Tomorrow, you will go see Princess Celestia personally.