>Day Orgy in Equestria.
>Groaning, your eyes start to sluggishly open, aches and strange pains running through your body.
“Wh-what happened?”
>A pair of hooves wrap around you, holding your bare skin.
>As your eyes finally start to adjust to whatever dark room you are in.
>The scent of rotten vegetables, vinegar, and fish fills the air.
“Ga-Jeez!”
>Looking down, you are finally able to make out your surroundings.
>There are dozens of ponies lying around you, all asleep and coats messy.
>Your hands are covered in sticky white stuff.
>Quite a few of the ponies' genitals are showing-
>Ah shit!
>That's cum on your hand!
>The owner of said hooves groans, grabbing your leg as they wake up.
>”Mmmmmorning Anon.”
>Whimpering from the feel of cum on your face, hands, and now feet, you turn to meet the only other individual awake.
>You can make out the white coat and purple mane.
“Rarity, where the hell am I?!”
>She giggles, bringing her hoof to her mouth before taking a lick.
>A slimy clear trail of what you hope is only saliva connects from her hoof to her lips.
>Gross.
>”Mmm, you are in a special little... club, yes, that's a good word for it. A special club that I happen to be a part of.”
>Groaning, you can't handle the smell anymore, you feel like you are about to hurl.
>Rarity sees your discomfort and drags you to the bathroom.
>It smells of violet, a much welcome change.
>Heading for the window, you take deep breaths.
“Oh god, fresh air. Jesus, why the fuck am I here?!”
>The white mare walks behind you, wrapping her hooves around you.
>”Mmmm, do you remember last night?”
>You remember going to Carousel Boutique last night to spend an evening talking with Rarity about Earth.
>Laughs were had, stories were shared, she brought out some wine-...
“You... You got me drunk.”
>The mare pecks your cheek, nuzzling you.
>”Nooo, you got yourself drunk.”
“Oh my god, I think I'm going to throw up.”
>”Ooh! If you do, Bowl Brush loves tasting it, could you perhaps hold off?”
>Unable to push it down any longer, you run to the toilet and unleash everything available to your stomach.
>”Or... not... well, that was certainly selfish.”
>Once you finish, you glare at the mare.
“You... You! You utter bitch!”
>She looks shocked, taken aback and bringing a hoof to her cum stained chest.
>”A-Anon, why are you so angry?”
>Standing up and stepping towards the pony, you tower over her.
“You brought me to some sort of sex dungeon and used a drunken me like a living dildo!”
>The mare cowers as you bark at her.
>”O-Oh, Anon, please don't hit me!”
>You step back, raising an eyebrow.
“What? I'm not going to-...”
>Staring at the ground, you see a clear liquid dripping beneath her.
>Silence fills the air for a few moments.
>”... I have an abuse fetish.”
>Raising your hands, you look towards the sink and wash yourself as best you can.
>Once you are clean, you take a deep breath and re-enter the horrid orgy room.
>”Anon? Where are you going dear?”
>Not answering the daterapist, you find the exit asap.
>Once outside, you inhale and sigh.
>You don't even care you are buck as naked right now.
>Free from the room, you start to walk away from wherever it is you are.
>While walking, you feel really itchy between your legs.
>Taking a few scratches, you feel a bit of pain.
>... You're sure it's nothing.
 
 
>Day Doctor's visit in Equestria.
>Sitting in the sterile white room, Lyra is sat across from you, blushing as she avoids staring under your medical gown.
>Ever since that day with the drunken orgy stuff, your body hasn't felt right.
>You didn't feel like visiting the doctor alone and Lyra is the only one you trust to keep your secrets.
>As the doctor finally re-enters the room, you can hear Lyra mumble out something.
>”Oh thank Celestia.”
>Turning to the stallion, he rubs his head.
>”I... don't know quite how to tell you this Mr. Anon.”
“Just give it to me straight, am I going to be okay?”
>He sighs and shakes his head.
>”No, you see Mr. Anon, we found some stds on you.”
>You turn to Lyra as she whimpers, tears welling up in her eyes.
>As your heart sinks from the news you just received, you look to the ground.
“I... I see. Which ones?”
>”All of them.”
>Wide eyed, you turn and lock eyes with the doctor.
>His face is as serious as can be.
>”Including several we just discovered... on you.”
>Lyra stands from her seat, tears falling free from her eyes.
>”I thought you said you weren't into nonhumans Anon! Do you have any idea how long I waited for you?!”
>You look to the mare, glaring at her a bit.
>She takes a couple steps back.
“The sex wasn't my choice, Lyra! Or else you know I would have told you I was ready to pound some pony pussy.”
>She mumbles again, ears laying flat as she sits back down, looking away from you as she frowns.
>The doctor looks to her, then to you.
>”Right... anyway, we don't know what we can do since treating one would mean to aggravate another. I'm afraid there's nothing we can do.”
>So, you have every std AND who knows how many others that were just discovered...
>All because of Rarity.
>You know what you must do.
>"Sir, I know this must be... difficult for you, but we would very much like to study you. I am serious, it's baffling how concentrated with stds your body is."
>All right, you know what you must do AFTER telling this doctor to go fuck himself.
 
 
>Knocking on the door to Carousel Boutique, you adjust your tie and hope the slut buys your act.
>As the door opens you see Sweetie Belle, who immediately beams a smile at you.
>”Hi Mr. Anon! What are you doing here?”
>How can such a sweet kid be related to a daterapist like Rarity?
“I need to see your sister, she and I have a... date.”
>Yeah, a date is the excuse you'll use.
>Sweetie nods, the innocent filly believing you.
>”Oh, okay, come on in! I'll go get her for you.”
“Thanks Sweetie.”
>As you head inside, the Unicorn filly runs upstairs to grab your soon to be victim.
>After a few minutes alone, the mare finally joins you.
>She is dressed in a beautiful purple silk dress, smiling at you with such -class-.
>”My my, I thought you didn't want to see me again after the little wine incident.”
“I didn't, but things have changed. Let's just say I want to go back to your club, would you mind?”
>She bites her lip, eyes half lidded as she looks you up and down.
>You knew she would judge you by what you wore.
>Good thing you switched to your best suit.
>”Well... I could take you with me tonight, buuut~”
>Shit, you hope she isn't planning to get you drunk again.
>You NEED to be sober for this.
“But?”
>”How do I know you won't just leave me to go play with some other mare, I mean, you would be MY date after all~”
>Grinning, you walk to the mare.
“Oh, don't worry, you'll get PLENTY of personal time with me.”
>Running a hand down her cheek, she slides her head so her lips are right under your finger.
>She takes it into her mouth and suckles it.
>”Mmm, promise?”
>Leaning in, you whisper to the mare.
“Promise.”
 
 
>Day Revenge is sweet in Equestria.
>Laying back in bed, you let off a satisfying sigh before replacing the ice bag on your junk.
>You've been in bed for over a week, but it was sooo worth it.
>As you are about to scratch your legs, a magic letter shoots through your window.
>Third one today.
>It opens up and starts to let off a recording.
>”Hey, human.”
>Oh, it's another mare.
>That brings your count to fifty two mares and five stallions who have sent you hate mail.
>”You gave me Gonnaherepesyphlaids! Haven't you heard of a condom, asshole?! Go fuck yourself.”
>It burns itself as you start to laugh your ass off.
>Nearly two whole days of nonstop fucking, a week of sore dick n balls, and a burning that is fierce.
>All to get revenge on that sex club.
>Sure, you had to stick your dick in a few dudes, but they needed to learn.
>You don't fuck with a human who knows no limits when it comes to revenge.
>Relaxing, you hear your door slam open.
“Rarity, I've already said how soooo sorry I am. I had NO idea that human stds transferred to ponies!”
>Internally laughing your ass off, hoofsteps rush towards your room.
>Your door swings open from a good kick.
>Lyra is in your doorway, looking pissed as she holds a brown bag.
“Lyra, what are you do-”
>She jumps you, forcing the bag's opening into your mouth and pouring its contents down your mouth.
>Gagging, you try to push her off.
>”SWALLOW IT!”
>Whimpering, you swallow the salty, thick, sticky liquid.
>Once it is finished, she pulls it away and you start to tear up.
“L-Lyra why?”
>She shushes you, pointing to your crotch.
>... Which is now glowing.
“Why is my dick glowing?”
>Lyra is about to respond when your stomach starts to groan and ache.
>A sudden rush of pain fills your lower body; this time it is internal, not external.
>Standing, you rush for the bathroom.
>You close the door, drop your pants, then slam your ass down on the toilet seat.
>As you do, you feel as if you are releasing the devil through your anus.
>It is a quick pain, but searing nonetheless.
>Panting, you wipe and see a bright light coming from under your ass.
>You finish wiping then stand.
>The devil turd is glowing green.
“Lyra?”
>”Yeah?”
“Why is my poop glowing?”
>She sighs before giggling.
>”Wash your hands and I will tell you.”
>You do so, heading back into your bedroom.
>The mare is laying on your bed, scantily clad.
“... What is going on here?”
>”Well, I found a way to get rid of all your stds at once.”
>Did you just poop out your disease?
“How?”
>”I visited Zecora and she said zebra magic would work.”
>You furrow your brow.
“Zebra magic.”
>”Uh huh.”
>... Seems legit.
>Welp, looks like this all worked out.
>You got your revenge on Rarity and you have no stds now.
>Lucky you.
“Well gee, thanks Lyra.”
>She shushes you, crawling across your bed in your direction.
>”Don't thank me just yet. There is a catch.”
>Uh oh, you don't like where this is heading.
>”The thing I gave you works like paint remover. It completely gets rid of any paint that was there.”
“... I don't get it.”
>She giggles, tail swaying left and right.
>”I just got rid of every sexual encounter you ever had.”
>Waaaait a minute.
“So I'm a virgin?”
>”Not for long you are, IT'S LYRA TIME!”
>She lunges at you.
“No, Lyra, please!”
>Now you are pinned underneath the mare, about to spend the rest of your day
>Fucking Lyra.
>And it will be bretty damn gud.