>it's been a few weeks since that event
>at least fluttershy can't get you
>because she bloated with pregnancy
>she thought she was carrying your baby
>DNA test a while ago
>your baby:0%
>flutter tears:100% X2
>one month later her water breaks
>friends, family, and all of ponyville rush to see the baby
>"it's the alicorn king!
>"it's probably somepony's bastard child, like big mac or something."
>they have no idea what it is, only you and angel
>fluttershy screams as the baby is being pushed through her canal
>it plops on the towel
>everypony has a reaction
>they're stunned
>they puke
>they damm it to pony hell
>because it's not a pony
>or rabbit
>it crawls through fluttershy's fur like a tick, latching on to her nipple and drinks the life-saving nectar
>fluttershy sits there, crying as she looks at the demon she has given birth, not the colt she wanted
>two weeks later, angel gives you the payment
>one month later, cheerlie  calls you, begging for help to stop your son from ripping the innards of colts and raping the fillies and herself
>your son walks in a hour later, sack full of intestines, and two fillies you barely recongized as silver spoon and diamond tiara
>"hey dad, can I have some alone time in my room?"
you nod, looking at fillies as the squirm in the entrails of their friends and cry for your help
>as you read stallion's magazine, the screams of fillies echo through the house as you son do what he does best
>today his name shall now be joey
>because what else is perfect for the best raping kangaroo in Equestria you call a son?
 
the end