>You are Anon, devoted Christian.
>Wake up and pray to the Lord Almighty for this wonderful day.
"God has truly blessed my life."
>You say while looking out the window at the morning sun.
>Do the triple S.
>Whip yourself on the back repeatedly for penance.
>You were looking at a young mare's plot yesterday and you must suffer.
"I do it all for you Jewber (Jesus)."
>Walk downstairs and straighten out the many crosses you have hanging on the wall.
>Grab the Bible and begin to read while you munch down on some oats.
>A knock interrupts your meal and reading.
>Go to answer it.
"Hello Fluttershy. And how has the Almighty Lord Blessed you today?"
>"C-Celestia did a really good job in making the day beautiful."
"I think you're mistaken. Celestia is but a spawn of Satan, but never the less. What can I do for you?"
>"O-okay? I was wondering if spanking is your fetish?"
"Well as it does remind me of my altar boy days with Father O'Mally, I'm  afraid not."
>Fluttershy gets a frustrated look.
>"Why don't you just rut me?!"
>Backhand her across the face.
"YOU WHORE! I would never go against the word of Allah- I mean God."
>Fluttershy is tearing up.
>"I just wanna know what it will take for you to love me."
>You calm down.
"Fluttershy."
>She looks up.
"Take this."
>You hand her your whip.
"And go fuck yourself."
>You slam the door.
"Oh cheese and crackers, I have sinned."
>You throw a bunch of legos across the floor and walk over them many times.
"Must be forgiven, must hurt m-more."
>Pass out from all the pain in your feet.
>Wake up in a white void.
"I-is this heaven?!"
>"I'm afraid not my boy."
>That voice quickly jog's your memory.
"Father O'Mally!?"
>He chuckles.
>"Yes it is me."
"How have you been."
>"We're not here to talk about me."
"What?"
>"It's about your friend, Fluttershy."
"Oh that whore!"
"Now now Anon, you must forgive her of her ways."
"What! Why?"
>"It is what God would want."
"Alright, I'll try."
>"Good."
>He begins to fade away then quickly comes back.
>"Hey remember that weekend you spent at my house?"
"Of course, you blind folded me then put the rod of courage in my mouth."
>"Yeah. Let's not tell any one else that."
>He smack's you on the ass then fade away, again.
>You wake up realizing you were passed out for several hours.
"I must forgive the whor- Fluttershy."
>Open up your door to see you are met with Fluttershy in a Jesus costume.
"Wha-."
>Before you can finish your sentence she knocks you down and throws crosses at you, they pin your shirt down, making it difficult to move.
"Fluttershy stop!"
>"Shhh Shhh Anon. I finally get my way."
>She start grinding on your crotch.
"It's just like that weekend at Father O'Mally's!"
>You spend the rest of the day.
>Fucking Jesusshy.