>you are Anon
>with a pep in your step you walk through the streets of Ponyville
>it's a beautiful day and you've got your day off
>you're on your way to one of your best friends
>Nurse Redheart
>through continous meetings at the hospital the two of you started hanging out
>at first you didn't really like her
>she was nice at her job, but just seemed really boring
>that turned out to not be true at all
>in reality, she is one of the most spontanous and light-hearted ponies around
>Pinkie Pie is obviously the champion, but Nurse Redheart is a close second
>Redheart also has the added benefit of being vastly more sensible than Pinkie
>you know not what today will bring, but it can only be fun
>reaching the modest house near the hospital, you knock three times
>from inside you hear a muffled "Come in"
>you open the door and enter the house
>already you see medical equipment
>her bonnet is hanging near the door
>you chuckle; she really does care about her work
>you enter the bedroom, where you are greeted with a troubling sight
>she's still in bed, and it's 10:30
>this is not like her at all
>"Hey Anon..."
>she sounds weak and tired
"Red, what's up? Are you sick?"
>she givs you a weak smile
>"Of course not. I never get sick. Let's go."
>she tries to get up
>it's a pathetic display
>she is actually struggling with getting out of bed
>but she was always a bit stubborn
 
>you're not having any of this
"Lay back down, you're obviously not feeling well."
>"Anon, I'm-"
"I said lay down."
>she just grumbles at you
>you don't enjoy being stern, but it's the only thing that works with this mare
>asking her how she feels would never help, so you set out to find a thermometer
>you find her bag with assorted medical equipment
>bandages, salves, and bingo, a thermometer
>it looks really odd
>it's far bigger than the thermometers you had on Earth
>eh, whatever, these are ponies after all
>you grab the thermometer and go over to Redheart
"All right, you stubborn mare, open up and say 'ahh'".
>she just stares at you
>a slight blush on her cheeks
>"Anon, that's a rectal thermometer", she mumbles
>it takes you a second to understand
>but when you do, your cheeks light up as well
"Uh, I, sorry. I'll go find a normal one."
>"This is the only one I have."
>well, fuck
>you don't know what's wrong with her
>you need to take her temperature
"I'll make it quick", you mumble back at her
>"And keep your pervy hands to yourself", she giggles at you
>blushing intensifies
 
>she shuffles around in the bed so her rear end faces you
>still lying down though, she must really be feeling ill
>she slowly lifts her tail and presents her goods to you
>as she does so, you distinctly remember the first time you were with a girl
>you blush harder than a 12 year old seeing his first pair of boobs
>but you gotta take this seriously
>your friend is feeling ill
>besides, she does this all the time
>it's not like you're about to anally ravage her with your-
>no, gotta stay focused.
>you find the right end of the thermometer and prepare it for insertion
"All right, I'm putting it in now."
>you thought a warning might be in order
>as you move it closer, your mind starts playing with you
>you get the best idea you have ever gotten
>when you get a few inches from the opening, you "slip" and have the thermometer slide across her slit
>Redheart gasps sharply
"Sorry!" you blurt out
>like hell you were
>"Like hell you are", she grumbles
>"Just get it over with"
>she sounds dissatisfied
>you put in the thermometer gently and wait
>after a couple of minutes you remove it
>yeah, this pony is not well at all
>she is in no shape to go anywhere
 
"You're not going anywhere the next couple of days. You need to stay in bed."
>she sighs loudly
>your eyes once again returns to her privates
>they're so absolutely beautiful
>her white coat complementing the pink slit
>it'd be so easy to just to reach out and-
>no, she's your friend
>you could never do that
>"But she's right there", a voice inside your head tells you
>"She's weak and helpless; what more could you want?"
>that was true
>she wouldn't be able to fight back
>no, what are you saying
>you'd end up in the dungeons faster than you can say "rape"
>"But she does have such a beautiful cunt."
>she does, indeed
>even your buddy down below is agreeing
>you rub your hand on the outside of your pants
>it's not like you'd ever get with her anyway
>she's not into the whole human thing
>at this point you see nothing but her slit
>it's devouring your mind and senses
>it smells so delicious
>without even realising, you've grabbed some bandages from the bag
>you start tying up her back hooves with it
>"W-what are you doing?!"
>her voice seems so distant and frail
>as she tries to get up, you jump into the bed and keep her pinned
>her eyes plead with you
>confusion and sadness staring at you
>she can't fight you in her state
>you overpower her so very easily
>after finishing with her back hooves, you tie up the front ones
>"A-anon, please! No!"
>she's all tied up, except for her mouth
>she keeps pleading
>like a kid in a candy store
>she's so beautiful
 
>your eyes devour her very being for a minute
>taking in her shape, her curves
>truly she is a marvellous pony
>her mouth is moving but you hear not her words
>after admiring her form, something compells you to go into the kitchen
>you open the fridge and stare into it
>nothing out of the ordinary in here
>except for that cucumber on the top shelf
>it's calling out to you
>you grab it and study it
>seems like an ordinary cucumber to you
>round, long, thick
>slowly your mind plans ahead
>a devilish grin spreads across your face
>"A-anon! What a-are you doing?!" you hear from the other room
>you walk back to her
>she doesn't see the cucumber you've brough
>the poor pony is simply trembling in her bed
>you kneel next to her rear end and once more admire her features
>the cucumber would be a perfect fit
>satisfyingly perfect, actually
>you giggle to yourself like a kid
>as you lift up the cucumber and move it closer to her anus, you start having fun
>"SS3 Cucumber preparing for bording, sir"
>"This is U.S. space station Anus, access granted"
>"SS3 Cucumber thanks you, Anus, we're coming in"
>as you laugh to yourself, you hear whimpers and pleas for help from Redheart
>those are quickly silenced as you insert the cucumber directly into her anus
>she groans loudly
>the cucumber was indeed a perfect fit
>you bury half of it in her ass
>"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!"
>she sobs through her words
>tears stream from her face like a waterfall
 
>for reasons unknown, you feel anger rising inside you
>you have done all of this for her, and she does nothing but weep
>you clench your fists, fury consuming your very soul
"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!" you yell at her
>she winces at your sharp tone
>"Y-you're INSANE!" she retorts
>"SOMEP0NY HELP!"
>you feel betrayed
>this beautiful mare, your "friend", you helped her
>you came to her in a time of need
>she is crying out for help
>she hates you
>you go into the kitchen to cool off
>all the while she continues pleading and weeping
>the anger finally gets the better of you
>you start throwing things to the floor
>whatever you can find gets a ride through the air
>it seems to scare your former friend
>she cries even louder and screams once more
>"HEEEEEELP!"
>as you move towards the bedroom once more, a noise snaps you out of it
>frantic knocking on the front door
>"W-what's going on?!" you hear from outside
>"Is everypone all right?!"
 
"Everything's fine!" you say loudly through the door
>you don't even wait for a response
>you only have one thing on your mind right now
>punishing this backstabbing mare in the bedroom
>as you move into the bedroom, you're halfway out of your pants
>getting them fully off and tossing them on the floor, you get into the bed
>you grab Redheart and put her on all fours
>"NO! PLEASE!"
>you slap her face
>you aren't any more of this mares bullshit
>with no regards to being gentle, you pull out the cucumber and throw it away
>in return, you position your penis at her slit
>"NO, PLEASE, ANON, PLEASE!"
>another heavy-handed slap lands on her cheek
>and with that, you thrust inside
>she's dry as sand
>it probably hurts, because she screams out in agony
>but you don't care
>this is what YOU want
>you start ramming into her over and over
>her tight walls trying to push you out
>they fail completely
>it only results in higher pleasure for you
>with every thrust you grunt and moan
>Redheart just cries and screams
>this is good
>this is what you wanted
>after all this time, you've finally gotten it
>you savour every moment of this blissfull situation
>until you hear a ear-shattering crash from the hall
>within seconds you see a purple unicorn standing in the doorway
>she looks at you in shock and horror
>"W-what?!" is all she can manage
 
>your mind is frozen in time
>finally you realise the gravity of the situation
>you are raping Nurse Redheart
>abusing your friend
>and now there's witnesses
>without realising how you came up with the idea, you speak
"T-twilight, h-help me" you stutter
>you try your best to sound in pain
>make it seem as if you're struggling
"S-she gave me s-something! I-I can't con-control myself!"
>Twilight is simply staring in utter disbelief
>"NO! HE'S LYING! HE DID THIS TO ME!"
>you start crying fake tears
"T-twilight, please..." you plead
>you suddenly feel warm and tingly
>a purple field of energy has consumed your body
>Twilight seems to be focusing completely
>the spell, however, doesn't seem to do anything
>you begin to worry
>after a minute or two, the field moves to Redheart
>again the spell seems to just be there without effect
>when Twilight is finally done she looks at you
>her eyes are burning with red, hot anger
>she suddenly seems three times her usual size
>"You LIAR!" she screams at you
>once more the magical field consumes you
>but this time it has great effect
>you are pulled out of Redheart and thrown across the room
>you collide with a cabinet and howl in pain
>your back is burning in agony as you fall the floor
>only able to manage breathing, you lie completely still on the floor
 
>although finding it difficult to focus while in pain, you hear Twilight helping Redheart
>the unicorn is being gentle, helping the nurse
>once more, anger fills your entire body
>but now it all makes sense
>Redheart is being nice and thanking Twilight because she is a woman
>she must be a lesbian
>of course, how could you not have seen it
>but now you're lying in here in pain, so close to release
>although your back is screaming at you for rest, your dick is screaming at you for release
>your dick seems to be winning
>finishing yourself off seems so anticlimactic
>but now there's another pony present
>one who definitely can't be a filly fooler
>slowly you get up
>"Stay back!"
>Twilight is still fuming
>you look at her and smile
"Don't worry, I'm staying right here" you groan
"But just take a look at this specimen right here"
>you point to your penis
>it's rock hard
>it's also above average in size, something you prided yourself on
>"Shut up! I don't care about your damn penis!"
"But Twilight, just LOOK at it! Don't you just want some of this? It's a golden opportunity!"
>she seems close to vomiting
>her eyes are still locked with yours
>you gotta try harder it seems
"Twilight, it's not every day an introvert nerd like you get a chance to get with a man like me."
>"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!"
>maybe not the best choice of words
>suddenly the world is upside down and you are flying through the air
>you smash into the wall and lose conciousness
 
>when you finally come to your senses, you can barely see
>your head feels like a cracked coconut
>all you can see is a stone roof
>stone walls, too
>you're lying on the most uncomfortable piece of wood in the world
>it does have a pillow, though
>after a couple of minutes recharging your body, you sit up
>this simple action almost splits your head
>you look to your right and see solid metal bars
>there's also a pony nearby
>he's wearing what seems to be armor
"Excuse me" you groan
>the pony turns to face you
"Where am I?"
>the pony snorts at you
>"You're in the Canterlot Dungeons. This is where you'll be staying until you're put before the supreme court: Celestia herself."
>your stomach churns and you feel tears forming in your eyes
>you remember all that happened
>Redheart
>you raped her
>and to think you prided yourself on being a decent person
>disgust fills your entire body
>you do not hold back any longer
>tears stream from your face as you realise what you are
End.