Title:           Anon is summoned to Equestria
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Friday 4th of March 2016 11:07:00 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 4th of March 2016 11:07:00 AM CDT

>You are anon
>You get home in a drunk delirium after being friend-zoned for the billionth time
>Determined to die, you go for the bleach bottle in your bathroom
>You propose a toast to your reflection in the bathroom mirror and go bottoms up
>You long for the burning sensation of bleach to hit your lips
>But there's nothing. The bottle is empty
>Fuck
>Desperate to end the misery, you grab a box of washing powder and head into the kitchen
>You pour as much of the detergent as you can fit into a big glass of water.
>You're about to drink it when you suddenly hesitate
>Is washing powder really enough to kill a man? You're not sure
>You decide its better to be on the safe side and go all in
>You pour the detergent-mixed water into a big pot
>You then proceed to search your apartment for every plausibly toxic liquid you can find and pour it into the pot
>To top if top it all off, you drop your mobile phone into the mixture and let it boil on the stove for 5 minutes
>A red haze ominously oozes from it
>As you inhale the fumes you get nauseous and hear screeching voices echo in the back of your mind
>If drinking this doesn't kill you, what will?
 
>You pour yourself a drink from the pot and finishes it in one go
>To your surprise, it tastes absolutely delicious. Best drink you ever had
>But you don't feel so good
>The world is spinning
>Shadowy figures appear in the corners of your vision
>They dance around you and whisper in a language you don't understand
>The walls of your apartment begin to flicker and disappear. Beyond them is not the streets outside, but a pitch black abyss
>The darkness creeps in and engulfs you as the whispering voices become unbearably loud
>Your body hurts as if it's being pulled through a meat grinder
>But its a good kind of pain: Like scratching an itch until it bleeds
>And like that, your consciousness gives in to to the suffocating darkness and fades away
 
>Suddenly you wake up, resting your body against a hard surface
>Fuck, you're still alive. It wasn't enough
>You open your eyes expecting to gaze the kitchen floor
>Instead you see a purple unicorn staring back at you. It looks surprised
>"I, uh... Wow." It says.
>The most pitiful dragon you've ever seen appears beside it.
>"Sweet Celestia! Hurry up and undo it Twilight!"
>Looking around, you appear to be in some kind of library.
>There's a large pentagram drawn beneath you on the floor
 
>While you try to make sense out of it all, the unicorn and the dragon continue their conversation.
>Judging by their voices, the unicorn is female and the dragon male. Weird couple.
>"Hush, Spike. It can hear you."
>"Well there has obviously been a mistake. Do something about it!"
>The unicorn eyes you up and down, then smirks.
>"Mistake? This is perfect!"
>"Perfect? You said we were going to summon a giant octopus!"
>"No. I said giant DEMON octopus. And we got a giant DEMON pony. That's two out of three right."
>Wait, did  this unicorn just refer to you as 'giant demon pony'?
>"Since when do you consider two out of three to be perfect?"
>"Spike, you need to calm dow-"
>"And you call THIS a pony?" The dragon motions towards you. You're not sure, but it seems like he's insulting you.
>On the other hand, you're pretty confident that you look nothing like a pony.
>"No. I called it a giant DEMON pon-"
>"This thing looks like Queen Chrysalis had a baby with a dragon!"
>"SPIKE!"
>"-and then her baby had another baby with a goat!"
>"IT CAN HEAR YOU, SPIKE!"
>You're not sure who this "Chrysalis" is, but you sure know what a goat is, and this limp-dick excuse for a dragon is definitely insulting you.
 
>You're not going to stand for this. You decide to speak up.
>"Yo, purple-"
>You fall silent upon hearing the sound of your own voice. Holy shit, you've got a badass voice.
>It's like listening to a choir of hissing snakes and roaring lions trying to outdo each other in mimicking human speech. Absolutely terrifying.
>The two creatures both jump backwards upon hearing you speak.
>No shit. You almost scared yourself.
>"M-me?" The nervous unicorn points a hoof at herself, trying to force a smile.
>"You better shut that dragon up or I'm going to do it for you."
>The dragon looks pale and remains silent
>Damn, your voice is awesome.
>"Oh. Uhm. Hahaha." The unicorn lets out a forced laugher before she continues.
>"Don't mind him. Hatched too long. He's a little-" the unicorn spins her right hoof around her right temple and makes a dumb face with her tongue out.
>You assume that the word she's hinting at is 'retarded'.
>"But you see, we didn't quite expect you mister, uhm-"
>"You can call me anon."
>You still can't get over your amazing voice.
>"Anon." There's a short pause as the unicorn ponders your name.
>"B-but that doesn't mean we're not happy to see you! We're like, super duper happy- aren't we Spike?"
>The dragon nods.
>You realize there's a lot of questions you should probably be asking yourself.
>Like how you got this awesome voice.
>And why you're talking to a purple unicorn.
 
>You think about how to best approach these questions without revealing that you're compeltely lost.
>You figure it would be best to sort out the situation at hand first
>You turn to the unicorn. "You said you expected someone else? A demon octopus, was it?"
>She shoots an angry look in the direction of the dragon. She'd clearly prefer you didn't know that
>It looks as if she's about to say something, but stops. Finally she lets out a sigh of resignation and seats herself on the floor
>"I really wish our reception of you would've been better than this, anon. I really do."
>"-But since it is what it is, I'll be completely honest with you: I had no idea what to expect when performing the summoning."
>The dragon makes a difficult face upon hearing this confession
>She shakes her head
>"Can you really blame me, though? The book containing your summoning spell isn't exactly a paragon of clarity."
>The unicorn's horn begins to glow, as does an open book on the floor in front of her. The book levitates up to her eye level as its pages turn by themselves
>You realize that this feat of telekinesis must be how unicorns interact with the world around them. Fascinating
 
>Looking through the pages in the book, the unicorn continues
>"Frankly, most of these pages are just filled with nonsense."
>She stops at one page in particular
>"I mean, listen to this: 'that which is not dead may eternal lie, and with strange eons even death may die?' What is that even suppose to mean? It makes no bucking sense!"
>The book slams shut. "So with nothing else to go on, I assumed that the demon would look something like the, uh, thing on the cover."
>She shows you the cover of the book. Carved into its black leather binding is the image of an eerie octopus-like creature with wings
>"I see."
>She shrugs and tosses the book over her shoulder. "So that's that."
>As you ponder how to approach the issue next, you realize that you've been lying on the floor this entire time
>Feeling kind of stiff, you decide to get up and stretch your body
>As you stand up straight on all four, you realize just how short this pony is
>Wait, 'stand up straight on all four?"
>You're suddenly struck by the realization that your voice may not be the only thing that has drastically changed
 
>"Anyways, we should introduce ourselves. My name is Twilight Sparkle, best student of princess Celes-"
>You only listen to her half-heartedly as you're busy inspecting your new body
>You've got hooves instead of digits
>Your skin looks hard in comparison to that of the unicorn, and has a deep reddish-purple hue to it
>"And this here is my best assistant Spike-"
>You look around the library and notice a tall mirror hanging on the wall by the stairway. You set your steps towards it.
>Twilight is about to protest as you step outside of the circle drawn on the floor, but quickly falls silent as you do so
>You reach the mirror and meet your own reflection
>You instantly recognize it as the owner of the voice you've been speaking in since you got here
 
>You are certainly some kind of equine. A big, VERY bad equine
>Your eyes are blood red, save for the burning orbs of fire with slitted pupils staring back at you mercilessly
>You could win a starring contest against Sauron
>Your forehead is crowned with two massive goat horns. From your scalp flows long black hair
>You try to smile to soften the dreadful impact of your exterior, but this only shows off your lines of sharp teeth and make you look even more frightening
>You try to manipulate your facial expression to look friendlier, but each face you make just looks worse than the last
>A revelation hits you. This body is fundamentally unable to show any signs of compassion or weakness
>Whatever plane of existence it originates from, friendship isn't an option there
>"Dayum." You think out loud
>Behind you, Twilight looks worried. "Something the matter, Anon?"
>Shit. You don't want them to find out that you're new to this whole demon thing
>"Not at all. It's just that, uh, my hair looks very good today." Fuck. That's the best excuse you could manage? What a badass
>You try extra hard to sell it by tilting your head as if you're inspecting your hair
>Spike raises an eyebrow. "It does?"
>Twilight nudges him
>"It does!" The dragon corrects himself
 
>You're still inspecting yourself in the mirror when you hear faint whispers echo throughout the library
>You pause to listen
>Yup. They're definitely growing in strength
>You turn to Twilight. "What's that noise?"
>She gives you a confused look. "What noise?"
>You look at spike
>Nope, he doesn't hear it either
>Suddenly it strikes you like lightning from clear skies
>Extreme nausea
>The world begins to spin around you in a familiar manner
>The shadowy figures return. They crawl up through every crack in the library floor
>Once again they dance around you
>And once again your surroundings begin to flicker ever so slightly
>You're scared shitless
>You don't wanna go through this again
>You wanna give this new life a shot
 
>Neither Spike nor Twilight are able to see or hear the approaching shadows
>You wildly fling your gaze around the room looking for an escape
>While doing so, you catch another glimpse of yourself in the mirror
>You don't look afraid at all
>Your eyes are nearly closed, and your muzzle warped in a frown: A face that shows nothing but contempt
>Apparently your new body is unable to express fear as well. Big surprise
>But you also notice a new development in your reflection
>Your body is losing its solidity and is gradually becoming transparent
>Twilight is carefully observing the change. "Ah, I thought this might happen."
>"What's going on?!"
>"Dematerialization." She answers as a matter of fact.
>"What?"
>The purple unicorn shrugs "You left the summoning circle without making a pact."
>A pact?
>You're the demon here
>So how come you don't know any of this shit?
>Twilight finds the increasing transparency of your body to be truly fascinating
>"I'm actually surprised it took this long for it to set in."
>Oh, fuck you Twilight
 
>"What do I do?" You desperately ask Twilight
>She shrugs. "Just return to the summoning circle and you'll be fine."
>Easier said than done
>Your body is losing strength
>Just standing straight is difficult
>Every step towards the circle is practically a herculean effort
>As if this wasn't enough, the world around you is losing opacity at the same rate as your body
>Beyond it, you see the abyss open up
>Spike notes your difficulty. He turns to Twilight.
>"Can't you just teleport him back into the circle?"
>You get your hopes up
>"Spike, please. It's a well known fact that dematerializing demons are immune to magic."
>..Just to get disappointed
 
>"Actually, this commonly known fact was once utilized as a strategy in a magic battle between..."
>Twilight is lecturing spike about something of absolutely no significance
>You take another step
>The shadowy figures are more annoying than ever
>Their mumbling voices have become unbearably loud
>You can feel them grabbing you, trying to slow you down
>Another step
>The world around you is disappearing
>The library has been reduced to a thin, wavering veil
>You can no longer see the summoning circle ahead of you
>And another
>The abyss is calling you
>Longing for you
>The shadows have all melted together to form a fierce gale
>It blows at you, trying to suck you back into the endless darkness
>All you hear is it's howling in your ears
>You muster up a final step
>It's all you've got left
>You're forced to resign when-
>It all stops
>You're back in the library
>You hear Twilight's voice in the background
>"..Not only was Astral Blaze unable to see the demon until it drew close, but-"
>You look down to see the summoning circle beneath you.
>You made it
>Your mind is crying
>You're not sure what your face is doing, but there's no tears in your eyes, so at least it's not crying
>Twilight finishes her lecture and turns to face you
>"Oh, you made it back."
 
>You get straight to the point
>"The pact."
>Twilight looks at you.
>"Huh?"
>"The pact. What's the deal? Surely, you've summoned me here for a reason."
>"Oh, right. Sorry. I got side-tracked. Yeah, obviously we've brought you here for a reason."
>You're not sure about the details behind this whole pact-thing
>But basically it's a contract between demon and summoner, right? Should be simple enough
>But what would someone want from a demon anyway?
>You hope it's not something stupid
>Like eternal life
>The unicorn closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and exhales. Once she opens them up, her face is dead serious.
>"I want you to rape somepony for me."
>Oh, she wants you to-
>...
>Wait, what?
>Spike looks as surprised as you. Granted that your face is able to express surprise, that is. It might be?
>"What?! You told me you were going to ask it a question about arcane magic!"
>"Well, I lied."
>"Why?!" The dragon demands to know
>The unicorn slams her hoof into the floor
>"Becasue I knew that you wouldn't understand!"
>"Understand WHAT?"
>She grinds her teeth
>"My seething hatred for Cadence."
 
>Spike is pissed
>"You summoned a demon here to RAPE princess Cadence?"
>Wait. Princess?
>"See? This is why I lied."
>"But she's married to your brother!"
>Sister-in-law-princess?
>"That's irrelevant."
>"She's pregnant with your brother's foals!"
>So... Pregnant-sister-in-law-princess?
>"Yes, and that's the problem!"
>"Why is that a problem?!"
>"Because I'm the one who's suppose to carry his foals!"
>Ok, this isn't getting any less weird
>"Wh-what?"
>"It was a childhood promise, Spike! You don't break a childhood promise like that!"
>"But once Shining Armor told you about their foal, you said you were happy for them!"
>"I lied, Spike! What was I suppose to do? All day long Cadence tried to shove it in my face. Don't you think I understood all those hints she threw at me? I was in denial! When she finally forced my brother to tell me face-to-face, he looked so happy. I didn't know what to do so I just went along!"
>"Shining Armor threw you those hints! Shining armor WANTED to tell you face to face."
>"Cadence made him do it! I'm sure of it! It's all cadence fault! I hate Cadence! Hate, hate, hate her!" Twilight throws a tantrum like a child.
>There's a pause as Spike is at a loss of words.
>Are you suppose to say something now? Because you're not sure what to say.
>Finally Spike recovers from the internal error and speaks up.
>"But this makes absolutely no sense! You approved of their wedding!"
>"Have you seen Equestira's divorce rates? Marriage doesn't mean a thing anymore, Spike! It's basically a legal prostitution contract. She gets half of his assets, he gets a joy ride."
>"So you were only happy for them because you assumed they'd get divorced?"
>"Of course I assumed they'd get divorced. It would be really weird for me to have his foals if they weren't!"
>Yeah, THAT's the weird part here, Twilight.
 
>You decide to do some detective work to piece together this puzzle and clear out any possible misunderstandings.
>Some fine demon you are
>"Your childhood promise with your brother... What was it about?" You ask Twilight.
>"I was suppose to carry his foals, and he was suppose to love me forever and ever! Because of that, I worked extra hard to be get really smart so that I could teach our foals really smart things. But then Cadence decided to get all greedy and steal my brother all for herself!"
>Spike butts in
>"All this time, you've studied magic for the sake of your future foals?"
>"No, It's just the reason I got started. Then I began enjoying it."
>You continue your questioning
>"But it didn't bother you at all when your brother began a relationship with this... Cadence, was it?"
>"He's a stallion. He got urges. I mean, I can't expect him to abstain from sex until I'm ready to have foals. That'd be ridiculous!"
>Obviously.
>"So all this time you assumed your brother's lover was in it for the money?"
>"Well, she used to feed me and wipe my butt when I was little in return for payment. I figured becoming my brother's cumrug was the next logical step for her."
>She used to wipe Twilight's butt?
>As luck has it, Spike clears up your confusion.
>"It's called 'foalsitting', Twilight. She was your foalsitter."
>The unicorn nods at him affirmingly.
>"Yeah, and that's basically the same thing as being a prostitute, right?"
>Wow. Just.. wow.
 
>You keep questioning Twilight
>"But how will me raping Cadence solve your problems with your brother?"
>The unicorn smiles at you
>"I'm glad you asked! The act of rape itself is primarily revenge. The actual solution comes later. You see, most romantic relationships break up after the loss of a child, so-"
>Spike bursts
>"You want Anon to rape her AND kill their unborn foal?!"
>"Kill? Spike, please! There won't be any need for that. It's not exactly news that demon semen will corrupt any fetuses it comes into contact with. In fact, the fetus will absorb all the semen and spare its host of the life-draining effect that would otherwise occur."
>Her lecture goes on
>"So by having a demon rape her while she's pregnant, we're actually mitigating the damage. Which reminds me, there has been some debate whether this is a function of the fetus protecting its mother or a function of demon semen-"
>"I can't believe this!" Spike gasps in disbelief.
>Twilight nods
>"Yeah, I agree. The theory about the fetus protecting its mother is ridiculous, but its interesting to entertain the-"
>"Not THAT. I can't believe you'd go this far!"
>"I'd do anything for love, Spike."
>She looks proud as she lays out the rest of her master plan
>"Anyways, once Cadence's defiled womb gives birth to a demi-demon abomination, my brother's relationship with her is sure to get strained. That's when I'll be there by his side to comfort him. From there, the romance between us will blossom naturally."
>This horse got issues, man
 
>Twilight's got a smug look on her face. When suddenly, a thought pops into her little unicorn mind
>She turns to you, now looking worried
>"Wait. Anon, you ARE a guy, right?"
>What kind of question is that?
>"Sure."
>Twilight puts he face to the floor, starring upwards in a diagonal angle at your private parts
>"Well, it's just that, uhm, you don't appear to have any.."
>You feel yourself up
>She makes a fair point. There's nothing there.
>You grab the first excuse you can think of
>"It's, uh, safely tucked away. Like that of a snake."
>The unicorn gets excited
>"Does that mean you have two of them? Like Spike?"
>What the fuck?
>Spike blushes
 
>This unicorn isn't calming down
>"Oh! oh yes- I can see it- Two savage demon dicks ravaging both of Cadence's whore-holes at once!"
>She uses one of her fore-hooves to caress herself inappropriately
>You're getting very uncomfortable
>She pleads out to you
>"C'mon! Show me that demon cock! Is it big? Does it have spikes?"
>You don't perform well under pressure
>Her tongue sticks out as she huff and puff like a dog
>"Oh, sweet Celestia! I hope it has spikes. Big sharp spikes to tear open Cadence's filthy womb~"
>Liquid begins to drip from her behind
>Spike looks at the masturbating unicorn in disgust as you come up with another excuse
>"It only appears when I'm excited."
>She keeps going.
>"Then touch me! Get excited!"
>You'd rather not
>"Excited about rape." You add.
>The spot beneath her is getting soaked.
>"Then rape Spike!"
>Spike jumps straight up
>"WHAT?!"
>"Calm down, Spike. Don't you know? Dragons are immune to the life-draining effects of demon semen."
>She stops stroking herself
>"Actually, it has been suggested that dragons range from a demonic origin precisely because of this and other re-"
>It seems Spike have had enough
>"You're sick, Twilight! SICK!"
>You whole-heartedly agree
>The little dragon turns around and heads for the door.
>"Screw you, I'm snitching!"
 
>Twilight enters a silent panic. Her eyes twitches, searching around the room. Trying to think of something. Suddenly she lights up.
>"Rarity!" She yells after Spike
>Spike freezes
>Twilight continues
>"I'll give you Rarity."
>Spike remains frozen
>"I'll use a seduction spell on Rarity to make her fall madly in love with you. How's that?"
>There is some hesitation before he responds
>"But that wouldn't be real love.."
>"Love with magic, love without magic, what's the difference? It's still the same love, isn't it?"
>Spike remains still as he considers what Twilight just said.
>You don't know who Rarity is, but you get the gist of it.
>Twilight is trading the love of Spike's crush for his cooperation in her revenge
>As if someone would-
>"Okay, I'm in." Spike turns around and hops back to Twilight's side.
>What the fuck?
>You state an obvious contradiction in Twilight's argument.
>"If that's true, Twilight, then why don't you win your brother over with the very same spell?"
>This puts her on the spot.
>After a pause that draws out for way too long, she finally confesses.
>"Ok, so maybe it isn't EXACTLY the same thing as 'real love'. But still, pretty close!"
>Despite this, Spike remains unfazed
>"Yeah, I know the difference. But this is pretty much the best shot I got at hooking up with Rarity. I'll take it and run."
>You obviously overestimated him
 
>You can't believe this dragon would forgive Twilight so easily
>"Are you really fine with this? she told me to rape you, remember?"
>"Are you kidding me? Once I've got Rarity I'm set for life! You know what they say, pain is temporary."
>But horse pussy is eternal?
>Spike pauses to ponder what he just said.
>"Wait, I'm still not getting raped, am I?"
>"Oh, don't be silly Spike. Of course not."
>The dragon breaths a sigh of relief
>"-But you're still responsible for cleaning the library."
>She hints at the pool of juice she spilled on the floor while touching herself
>"Oh, common!" Spike protests
>Twilight brushes it off
>"No can do, Spike. Duties are duties!"
>This deal about Rarity still bothers you
>You interrupt them
>"This Rarity.. Is she a friend of yours?"
>"Yeah." Twilight nods.
>"She's the world to me." Spike speaks with determination.
>"And yet you seek to drastically alter her life without her consent? Neither of you have a problem with that?"
>Twilight shrugs it off
>"You know, Rarity's pretty loose-"
>"Generous." Spike tries to correct her.
>Twilight rolls her eyes
>"Suuuure, Spike. 'Generous'."
>She resumes to answering your question
>"Anyways, I'm basically doing her reputation a favor by making her settle down. As long as Spike doesn't get in the way of her business, I see no problem."
>You turn to spike
>"And you?"
>The dragon avoids eye-contact as you make the inquiry
>"There isn't a creature in Equestria that will treat Rarity better than me, Anon."
>"And that gives you the right to force her to love you?"
>He begins fiddling with his foot.
>"Well... I do think I deserve her."
>You wonder how well this fishy logic would hold up in a court case
>The answer is of course 'not very well at all'.
 
>As you consider whether to press Spike further, Twilight interrupts you
>"Should we resume our discussion about the pact, Anon?"
>Before that, there's something else on your mind
>"You said that Cadence is a princess?"
>"Yeah?"
>"So isn't she really influential and well protected? Did you really think this through?"
>Twilight tips her head at you
>"You're awfully considerate for a demon, Anon. But it's quite alright, because I'm a princess too."
>You find that VERY hard to believe
>"Really? What are you the princess of?"
>"Friendship." She says bluntly.
>"Like.. the land of friendship?"
>"Nah, just friendship in general."
>Ooookeydooki
>That must not be a title held in very high regard
>"So what is Cadence the princess of?"
>"Sluttery" says Twilight with a straight face.
>"Love." Spike corrects her.
>You can't be serious
>"The princess of love?" you utter in disbelief
>"Yes." Spike confirms
>Twilight rolls her eyes.
 
>You can't avoid making the pact for much longer
>All questions surrounding the circumstances of your summoning have been answered
>But you've still got a few questions about the pact itself
>You decide to bullshit your way through them
>"So how does making a pact work in this world?"
>Twilight looks at you
>"The pact-binding spell varies between worlds?"
>It involves some kind of spell, apparently
>"It does!" you exclaim with pretense confidence
>"Interesting. Well. Here it's pretty straight forward, Anon. I will cast a spell and state my terms, then you will accept or decline. If you accept, then a contract will be formed between the two of us. If you decline, the spell is interrupted."
>"And then I can step outside of this circle without dematerializing?"
>"That is correct."
>"What if I don't fulfill my part?"
>"Then you dematerialize as usual."
>"And you?"
>"What?" She looks confused
>"What happens if you don't fulfill your part of the contract?"
>The purple unicorn just stands there looking dumb for a moment
>She hadn't even thought about that
 
>The unicorn ponders
>"I don't really have any terms to fulfill."
>"Then what's in it for me?"
>"You get to violate a pony princess?"
>"So my reward for doing the job is the job itself?"
>"Isn't that enough?"
>"Of course it's not enough! If you want me to do something for you, you have to do something for me."
>"But I thought demons enjoyed rape."
>"Your local carpenter probably enjoys carpentry, too. But he isn't going to do it for free, is he?"
>"So you're saying that you want something as payment for your service?"
>"Exactly."
>"What about Spike?"
>"TWILIGHT!" Spike jumps straight up a second time
>"I'm kidding, I'm just kidding! Sheesh!"
>You're pretty sure she wasn't kidding
>She sighs and fetches a book from a nearby shelf using telekinesis
>She flip through the pages
>"If the summoner don't fulfill her part.. Let's see-"
>She finds the page she's looking for and stops to read
>Then she turns pale
>"-She will dematerialize together with the demon?!"
 
>Although you've demanded to get something in return for your service, you're not sure what you want
>You just got caught up in the moment arguing with the unicorn
>You're trying to think of something to ask from her
>When you suddenly realize there's a very important detail you've yet to find out about
>"Twilight?"
>Still shaken, she levitates the book back to its place on the shelf
>"Yeah?"
>"What happens to me once our pact is fulfilled?"
>"Isn't it obvious? You will dematerialize."
>What the hell?
>"So no matter what, I am going to dematerialize?!"
>Twilight gives you a confused look
>"Well, duh? Are there worlds where demons stick around after completing a contract with their summoners?"
>She's right, it should have been obvious from the start
>She continues
>"Why does dematerialization bother you so much, anyway? It just returns you to, uh, wherever demons come from."
>Well you've seen that place and it looks super shit
>You're pretty sure you visited it, too, following your "suicide"
>And all you can recall from the experience is pain and suffocating darkness
>To begin with, the only reason you stuck around this nutty unicorn for this long was to avoid going back there
>Just to learn that returning there is inevitable either way
>You feel so cheated
>This entire fucking charade was all in vain
>You might as well have stayed outside the circle the first time you left it
>You're about to leave the circle again
>Then it hits you
>"I don't want to go back." You tell Twilight.
>"What?"
>"In return for raping Cadence, I want to stay in this world. No more summoning circles, no more dematerialization."
>This is what you want from Twilight
>Now it's her problem
 
>Twilight may have a broken moral compass and enough issues to make some lucky psychiatrist very rich one day
>But no one can accuse her of being stupid
>After much back and forth she comes up with a pact that will let you stay once fulfilled
>It reads as follows:
>You fulfill your end of the contract by returning to the summoning circle in Twilight's library after raping Cadence without killing neither her nor Shining Armor
>Twilight fulfills her end by making a new pact with you once you return. This pact has a set of conditions which are incredibly unlikely to be either broken or fulfilled. Thus it will last for a long time, and so will you
 
>There's a strategic timing in Twilight's choice to summon a demon
>Cadence is currently at a retreat away from any castles
>Twilight teleports the three of you to the outskirts of a forest near the retreat
>It's night outside
>Twilight tells you that she and Spike will be waiting for you in the forest to teleport you back to the library once you make your escape
>Then she teleports you inside the walls of the retreat
 
>You observe your surroundings
>You're inside of an enclosed garden
>It's a beautiful place, with birds and small animals scurrying around
>You're next to a wall lined with various trees and bushes
>There's a second wall running parallel to it, also lined with similar growth
>The two walls conspire to create a long corridor
>Along the middle of it runs a cobblestone path
>In either direction you look, the path turns around a corner of the inner wall and disappears out of view
>You ponder which direction to take
>You pick the direction you were facing as you got reported here
>As you move down the path, you go over your current situation in your head
>Do you intend to go through with the rape?
>In a way, yes
>Twilight was careful enough to state a deadline until next dawn for you to fulfill your part of the contract
>But she made a mistake
>She didn't define rape
>More precisely, she didn't spell out that your demon semen had to corrupt the foal inside of Cadence
>And you're not going to go that far
>All you have to do is put it inside of her once, pull it out, and you're done. Rape accomplished.
>There's another more pressing issue, though
>You can't seem to access your genitalia
>Do demons even have gender, or genitalia for that matter?
>Twilight kept going on about demon semen, so you assume they must at least have a gender
>Even if you don't have a dick, something like forced oral sex is rape too, right?
>And perhaps you don't even have to go as far as that
>After all, the definition of rape is becoming increasingly loose where you're from
>A woman once called you a rapist for disagreeing with her on the Internet
>And so did all of her tumblr followers
>Either way, once you're through with this you get to stay here in Equestria
>No more dematerialization for you
>God, you hate that word
 
>As you walk through the garden, you see a small bunny approach you
>It stretches out towards you and sniffs at the grass around your hoof
>You're afraid you'll step on it if it sticks around
>You use your hoof to gently nudge it in the side, hoping it will make it go away
>Instead there's an ignition inside of you
>You feel an intense heat radiate from the bunny
>The heat enters your hoof and spreads up your foreleg
>It escalates into a stream of pleasure that runs throughout your whole body, then fades away
>The little bunny begins to twitch uncontrollably and falls dead
>Your body changes. It becomes bulkier. The span between your shoulders expands. You height increases ever so slightly.
>You feel something move between your leg
>You look down and realize you have a dick now
>A long, majestic schlong
>Damn, son. You could club someone to death with that thing
>You're not sure how touching a bunny resulted in you growing a dick, but you're not complaining
>Though you could stand not being any bigger. As if sneaking around wasn't hard enough already
>You feel a bit bad about killing the bunny as you continue walking
>Though whatever creature is foolish enough to be drawn to you probably deserves to leave the gene pool
>You keep following the path and turn the corner without thinking
>And walk straight into a pink unicorn
>Or, as Twilight insist you call her and other unicorns with wings, "alicorn"
 
>The two of you are about two feet from colliding when you stop
>She just freezes and stares at you, mouth hanging wide open
>This alicorn is probably Cadence, if Twilight's description is anything to go by
>That makes your job easy
>She's still staring
>You just really wish she'd say something
>You should probably wrestle her to the ground or something
>But it's really though to break the silence
>You never realized rape would be this awkward
>You eye up Cadence in an attempt to get excited
>There's a ribbon in her hair
>There's nothing like a girl with a ribbon in her hair to get you excited
>But it's difficult to convince yourself you aren't looking at a horse
>Your eyes follow her neck down to her back
>Your attention is drawn to a ribbon at the beginning of her tail
>Just above that tight pink candy ass
>God, that's hot
>You get excited
>On both sides of her ass are the same kind of tattoos you saw on Twilight
>Except Cadence's are crystal-shaped hearts
>Almost like tramp stamps
>You get a little too excited
>With her jaw still hanging, her eyes lower to your-
>Is she staring at your boner?
>Yes, she most definitely is
>You feel a bit embarrassed, though you're certain it doesn't show on your face
 
>Still feeling awkward, you decide to break the ice
>"You're Cadence, right?"
>Somehow, your voice has gotten even more terrifying from your transformation
>It's like the choir of lions far outnumber the choir of snakes
>Cadence screams
>It's the kind of loud, shrill scream that could break glass
>She turns and runs away faster than you thought possible
>You suppose you should chase her
>But chasing a screaming woman just feels so wrong, man
>Even if said woman is actually a horse
>You hear the galloping of hooves in the distance
>Cadence turns a corner and disappears
>The sound of galloping hooves draw nearer
>Out from behind the corner jumps the fittest, most muscular, steroid-induced fucking horse you've ever laid your eyes upon
>He's below your height and size, but not by much
>His body is covered in thick plate armor up to his neck
>You see neither horn or wings, so you assume this one's just a regular pony
>After him comes a unicorn with a commendable pringles mustache
>This unicorn also wears armor but significantly less of it
>The two of them are of the same light-blue shade, so you suspect they're related
>The pringles unicorn confirm your suspicion by speaking up as he eyes you form top to bottom
>"We're the Belmont brothers, tasked with defending her majesty Cadence with our-"
>He stops somewhere around your waist area.
>Is this dude staring at your boner?
>Yes, he most definitely is
 
>The pringles unicorn looks smug and calls out to you
>"Looks like someone got left out at mating season! Why don't you go home and mate your hoof, pal?"
>You didn't waste your life shitposting on imageboards just to be left without a response at such a weak insult
>You call back
>"I was going to, but then I saw your pretty mouth!"
>No homo
>The unicorn grimaces in disgust
>Steroid horse turns to his brother
>"Broh, less talkin', moah demon slayin'"
>The pringles unicorn nods as his horn lights up
>You realize he's casting a spell
>You're about to do something about it when the steroid pony charges you
>He crosses the distance between the two of you at an alarming speed
>-And slams into you hard enough to throw you off balance
>You try to swing your hoof at the steroid pony, but he has already dashed back out of your reach
>Pringles finishes his spell and shoots a flare of light at you
>You recover your balance fast enough to raise your hoof and shield your chest from the projectile
>The flare hits the part of your front leg that would've been your forearm if you were human
>It explodes in a bright white light
>As the light fades, you inspect your "forearm" just to discover a shallow crater has been dug into it by the flare
>Black blood pours from your wound
>The pringles unicorn gloats at you
>"You're pretty resilient. That would've been enough to dismember a dragon."
>His horn light up again, he's about to fire another flare
>You're not going to let h-
>Suddenly the steroid pony slams into you again, this time from the side
>Once again you're thrown off balance
>Once again the pringles pony fires a flare at you
>This one hits you dead-center in the side of you torso
>This crater is a little deeper, and bleeds even more
>You never even considered this a possibility going here
>But you're in serious danger
 
>Your body is covered in bleeding craters
>Their teamwork is impeccable
>Whenever you recover from the steroid stallion tackling you, there's a flare coming your way
>Whenever you recover from the flare, the steroid stallion tackles you
>It repeats
>So this is what it feels like to get stunlocked in real life?
>Completely helpless to fight back as your body is slowly being torn away, shred by shred
>You've lost so much blood you can't even maintain your boner
>You really might bite the dust at this rate
>The pringles unicorn is happy though
>"What's that? Weren't you saying something about my pretty just a while ago, hmmm?"
>That fucking 'hmmm' really rustles your jimmies
>His brother tackles you once again, throwing you off balance
>This will get you nowhere
>You see the next flare coming your way
>You confirm that its trajectory wont hit you in the neck, face or chest
>Then you close your eyes, trying to think
>You feel the flare striking your flank but manage to maintain your balance and concentration
>You try to think of a way to break out of this cycle
>You thoughts wander to the bunny
>The twitching dying bunny
>Killed by your touch
>That's it, your touch
>The muscular neck of the steroid pony is unguarded
>You hear galloping hooves approaching from your right
>You open your eyes and throw yourself in the general direction of the sound
>You see the steroid pony raise his hind-hoof to tackle you again
>His armored elbow thrusts into your unguarded chest
>You hear something cracking inside of you, but that doesn't matter
>You throw both your forelegs around the massive pony's neck
>You feel the heat radiating from it
>There's another ignition inside of you
 
>Heat surges through you
>It fills your body and transcends into pleasure
>But unlike touching the bunny, the feeling doesn't fade
>It grows in strength until your entire body is throbbing
>The Steroid stallion keeps going with you hanging around his neck, dragging behind him
>You're not sure whether it's due to your weight or the effect of your touch, but he is slowing down
>Something is happening with your body again
>You see the wounds on your front legs closing up
>Steroid stallion begins to pant like he's out of breath and tries to kick you off with his hind legs
>You in turn lock both of your hind legs around his waist
>It's not very dignifying posture, but you're desperate
>Fortunately, Pringles looks really unhappy over this development
>His horn is about to release another flare
>Steroid Stallion falls over and hits the ground
>You end up on top of him
>You realize too late that this renders you into sitting duck for his brother's flare
>Looking up, you see the flare come flying towards your face
>Welp, here's one for your regeneration abili-
>The flare hits you in the face
 
>Black
>It's all dark
>And silent
>You panic
>Did you fail? Did you return to the abyss?
>You can't even feel your body
>Suddenly an unbearably bright light assaults your vision
>You see a mishmash of colors mix and splash before you
>The silence is broken by a loud beeping
>The sensation of your body returns
>You can feel yourself holding on to something, hugging it tightly
>Like a sponge, it gives in as you squeeze it and releases something wet
>The colors turn into shapes, and the shapes into objects
>You see the pringles unicorn
>He's still standing on the same spot as before, looking horrified
>His horn is shining
>You realize that the last flare must've blown your face and some chunk of your head off
>You just experienced the regeneration of your own brain
>The beeping in your ears die down and give way to actual sounds
>"Hold on, brother!" You hear the pringles unicorn yell
>Your brain must still be regenerating, because your recollection of the circumstances is a bit fuzzy
>You look down at the thing you're hugging
>At first you mistake it for a pile of meat
>Then you recognize it as the steroid stallion
>You recall wrestling him to the ground before the flare blew your face off
>His whole body has been dyed red
>You realize it's from being drenched in his own blood
>Your forelegs have crushed his neck, causing it to rupture
>Your hind legs have bent the armor around his waist inwards as if it was a soda can, causing it to dent and slice into his abdomen
>He doesn't move anymore
>Blood is still pouring from the wound in his neck and the cracks in his deformed armor
>You must be incredibly strong
 
>You let go of the stallion and get back on your hooves
>You feel cold and hollow as the heat and pleasure from touching him fades away
>Pringles fires another flare your way
>It's easy to dodge without steroid stallion tackling you
>You step to the side and let the flare fly past you
>Something has changed
>You feel slimmed
>Your limbs appear more slender than before
>The reason why suddenly hits you
>You feel yourself up between your legs
>Yep
>It is as you suspect
>You've changed gender
>You're female now
>That's it
>You realize how your powers work
>Upon touching another body, you drain heat from it
>Your body will transforms into the opposite sex of whatever creature you drain heat from
>The bunny you touched must've been female, which is why you turned male
>Your body will also use the drained heat to regenerate your wounds, somehow
>Perhaps you don't drain heat, but rather some kind of life-force
>Either way, your victim will probably die like the bunny did if you drain too much from them
>You wonder how long you can touch a pony without ending up killing them
>You ought to try it out on the unicorn in front of you
 
>You ought
>But you'd rather not
>Pringles' horn lights up again
>It's a different color this time around
>You assume that means he's casting a different spell
>But you don't care
>You rush towards him and close the distance faster than either of you expect
>You raise your hoof and land a right hook into the side of his face
>His head turns in the direction of the blow so violently that it snaps his neck and kills him
>The force puts his entire body into rotation and sends him spinning to the ground
>And like that, the battle is over
>You're left standing there, staring at his lifeless body
>Killing this unicorn and his brother was way too easy
>You've probably never changed the course of someone's life this radically before
>But you don't feel bad about it
>You feel empowered
>Despite being blessed with this new body, you've acted like your old self up until now
>But you're no longer the weak and fragile man you once were
>The man who tried to not overstep anyone's boundaries and always got trampled as a result
>The nice guy who was too busy trying to separate right from wrong to reach out and grab what he truly wanted
>Too busy waiting for permission from others to act on his own desires
>The one who committed suicide and died unfulfilled
>That's what you get for being considerate
>But that's all history now
>You're not going to waste another moment doubting yourself or what you deserve
>From now on you'll take whatever you want, whenever you want it
>And if anyone has a problem with that, they'll have to stop you by force
>You hear more galloping hooves approach from behind you
>You turn around to see a group of guards turn the corner
>You can't be bothered to count them, but you'd guess it's somewhere around twenty guards
>They stop as they see your demonic figure loom over the corpses of the Belmont brothers
>They hesitate to charge you
>But they don't have to
>You're the one who charges them
 
>You throw yourself at the nearest guard
>You close your jaws around his muzzle and bite down
>There's very little resistance
>The muzzleless pony screams
>It serves as a starting signal for the battle to begin
>Everyone jumps you
>You're being attacked from all directions
>You flail your hooves and bite all around you like a dog showered in treats
>You feel helmets and breastplates give in to your hooves
>A pegasus tries to drop-kick you in the head
>You manage to catch hold of his hind-leg with your mouth
>You use your agile equine neck to fling him around like a club
>Whenever you hit something, a burst of feathers result from the impact
>It's like beating someone with a ripped pillow
>You begin to question the utility of your newfound weapon after hitting the same guard three times across the head without knocking him out
>As much as it hurts you, you need to ditch it
>You swing your neck in a wide arc and let it go, throwing the pegasus into one of the stone walls
>You're disappointed when the wall doesn't break
>What remains of the miserably beaten pegasus does, though
>The battle rages on
>There's no strategy involved from either party
>You glimpse the flashing of magic and realize there's a few unicorns in the mix as well
>Though you fail to notice the effect of their spells
>The opponents surrounding you decrease gradually in number
>Until you crush the head of the last standing guard between your fore-hooves
>You're not sure how long the battle lasted, but it felt way too short
>The bodies strewn around you are proof of your heroic performance
>They must've been mostly male, because you retained your female form throughout the battle
>You stand up on you hind-legs and roar towards the night sky
>This feels great
>You're on top of the world
>You frantically rub yourself
>God, you really wish you had a dick right now
>That way you could stroke your warboner
>Your thoughts wander back to Cadence
>She's the perfect price to celebrate your victory
 
>You follow the cobblestone path in the direction Cadence went
>Too be honest, you expected to feel at least a little bit remorseful for killing all those ponies once things settled down
>Sure, you were going to ignore those feeling either way, but still-
>Just something
>But you feel nothing
>Nothing bad or slightly remorseful, anyway
>The path leads you to a small stone structure, separated from the main building
>It reminds you of a chapel
>It appears to be the ultimate destination of the path you've been following
>It's also a dead end
>That makes sense, seeing as all guards except for the Belmont brothers arrived from the opposite direction
>Following the path in that direction probably leads to the entrance of the main building
>You enter the chapel
>It's cozy interior suggests living quarters
>Fortunately for you, the ceiling is quite high
>You follow a short hallway that turns and ends in an open room
>In the center of the room stands none other than Cadence herself
>The pink alicorn sees you and drops a levitating glass into the floor
>Judging from a nearby bottle, the red contents of the glass appears to be wine
>You suppose drinking is one way to deal with the encounter of a throbbing demon dong
 
>Cadence backs up, trying to get away as you approach her
>"Th-there's one more of you?!" She stutters helplessly.
>At first you wonder what she means
>Then you realize
>Cadence saw you whilst you were male. You're female now
>"Nope."
>She reaches a wall and presses herself up against it
>You reach out a hoof and nudge her gently, as to not drain any more life-force than necessary
>The sensation of your touch makes her jump
>"C-cold!" she yelps
>You never considered how those you touched felt while being drained
>You suppose it makes sense for them to feel the loss as cold, since you feel the gain as heat
>Your transformation begins instantly
>As your body expands before her, she presses herself even further into the wall and shrinks into a sitting position
>Your body stabilizes
>This time, you don't need to feel yourself up to know what's between your legs
>You're back in the game, baby
>Cadence realizes what's about to happen to her and starts trembling uncontrollably
>She covers her abdomen and pleads
>"Pl-please, I have a foal inside of me.."
>You just smile at her
>"Yes, and that's the best part."
>Partially amazed at your own lack of empathy, but mostly aroused, you grab her by the flanks and pull her towards you
>She slides off the wall and ends up with her back to the floor, her body shaking more than ever
 
>She tries to close her legs, but you spread them open with ease
>You're going to do it
>You're going to completely brutalize the princess of love
>But not because Twilight wants you to
>But to demonstrate your dominance over this fragile mare
>You bring your formidable demon dong down on her belly, just to show it off
>The touch of her body causes heat to rush through your meat and send shivers of excitement up along your spine
>Cadence stares at your dong with horror
>It's the greatest compliment she could've given you
>"No, no, no-" the mare shakes her head at you
>There has never been a time in your life when you felt more powerful
>You could do absolutely anything you want with this mare, and there's nothing she can do about it
>Except beg you for mercy she's never going to get
>You bring the tip of your member down to the opening between her legs
>"No! Stop! Don't-!" She commands you
>Little does she know her disapproval does nothing but spur you on
>You thrust into her
>She screams
>Just getting the head in is enough to make the rest of your body go limp with pleasure
>You have to support yourself with both your fore-hooves as to not fall over her
>You stay that way for a while, trying to get accumulated to the overwhelming sensation
>You look down and meet Cadence's eyes
>The mascara around them has been washed off by a flood of tears to form black streaks running down her cheeks
>She stares on you like a puppy about to be brought to the killing floor
>"P-please-" her pleading is little more than the whining of a dog
>It makes you determined to keep going
>For the sake of torturing Cadence and see what face she makes next
>You press yourself further and feel her burning hot insides wrap around you
>You catch yourself hyperventilating
>You intend to keep moving
>But the sensation is so great that your hips have become paralyzed
>Desperate to escape your invasion of her body, Cadence crawls backwards to get away
 
>You put your hoof down above her shoulder to block her escape
>Then you bend over her and engulf her mouth with your own
>You force your tongue inside of her mouth
>She tries to push you off, but its no use
>You brush your tongue across her rows of teeth
>You can confirm from the taste that she was drinking wine earlier
>You push into the inside of her cheek
>How can exploring the inside of someone's body be this much fun?
>You need to go deeper
>You need to really get inside her
>You can feel her throat convulse in gagging as you enter further
>You stretch your tongue down her throat as far as you can manage
>To your surprise, your demon tongue doesn't appear to have any limit to its length
>You keep making your way inside Cadence until your tongue strikes a pool of something wet and warm
>It tastes like puke
>You realize you must've reached her stomach and just tasted her gastric acid
>Somewhat disgusted, you pull back
>On your way up, you get an idea
>You coil your tongue as you move upwards and search along the sides of Cadence's throat
>Finally you find it: The entrance to her windpipe
>You dive in
>This causes her to cough violently out of reflex
>But you don't care, you dive deeper
>She tries to bite your tongue but her teeth only tickles you
>As you keep going, the tip of your tongue hits a pulsating end
>There's sponge-like consistency
>You're literally licking her lungs
>Just the idea of it turns you on like crazy
>Her entire body convulses at this point
>She makes all kinds of weird gasping noises
>As she chokes, her lower region clenches down on your limb
>You stop and let her breath just to loosen her up
>Then you return to teasingly intrude inside her windpipe
>She immediately clenches up again
>You whip your tongue around in a circular motion to increase her chocking
>Lots of fluids are filling her mouth up
>She clenches down on you even harder
>You're at your limit
 
>Your tongue withdraws back behind your drooling jaws as you unleash your unholy load inside of her
>The thrill is unbearable
>You let out a loud yelp
>You hope it sounded a lot less pathetic to her than it did to you
>You pull out
>Cadence is rolling about, simultaneously coughing and trying to catch her breath
>You gaze your load pouring out of her
>As she turns, you're reminded about the ribbon at the base of her tail
>God, you'd completely forgotten about it
>Turns out coming once wasn't enough. You're still longing for more
>You turn her back towards you and lift her flank up
>She fails to make much resistance as you enter her a second time
>You thrust your hips over and over
>But it's not enough to satisfy you
>You begin to press deeper with every other thrust
>Cadence lets out short shouts of agony as you do so
>You're playing her as an instrument
>There's some blood leaking from within her, but you ignore it
>You keep thrusting gradually deeper
>Suddenly something inside of her gives in
>Your whole length slides inside her with ease
>Cadence jerks and lets out the worst bone-shilling shriek you've ever heard
>Then she falls silent and her gaze becomes empty
>All resistance stops
>She turns into a complete ragdoll
>You stop
>Did she die?
>It doesn't look like it
>She's still breathing
 
>You carefully resume your movement
>With each thrust, more blood is pouring out of her
>so much of it
>You never though this little pony could bleed this much
>You're close to climaxing a second time now
>But Cadence's lack of response stops you from reaching all the way
>You step on her right fore-hoof and hear the bones in it crack
>You expected that to make her scream, but she merely flinches a little
>Desperate, you put your hoof against her head
>You know you shouldn't
>But you cannot resist it
>You press her head towards the floor
>Something cracks
>Cadence merely flinches again
>You press harder
>Too hard
>Her head splits open into three sections like an apple under pressure
>Feeling her skull give in beneath your hoof is enough to push you over the edge
>You howl as you ejaculate a second time
>Then you let your body collapse over her
>Not like it matters now that she's dead
>..Or so you thought?
>You can still feel her heat and movements from below you
>You get back up on your hooves and look down
>Despite having her head crushed, Cadence's body is still moving as if it was alive
>Her chest is heaving
>Her limbs are twitching
>Even after losing its head, the body still strives to live
>You wonder how long it will take for her body to become still and go cold
>Faint whispers interrupt your thoughts
>You've killed Cadence and thus broken your pact with Twilight
>Now you'll be dragged back into the abyss
>But that's fine because you got your release
>And you don't really mind condemnation in return
>You close your eyes and enjoy the bliss of sexual satisfaction as you await the shadowy figures to come claim you
 
>You hear galloping hooves
>You open your eyes
>They're closing in
>Shining armor bursts into the room
>He sees you, sees the remains of his slaughtered wife and unborn foal
>The dumb look on his face is enough to make you rock hard again
>He cries out as his horn flares up like a flash bang
>Before you know it, you're showered with magic
>But none of his spells work
>Because you're already dematerializing
>It's all just pretty colors flung around you, like firework celebrating your departure
>It must be some powerful magic, too, because it heats the stone around you until it melts
>But none of it affects you
>Nor the body of Cadence, for that matter
>Must be the power of love shielding her
>All of Shining Armor's desperation for justice amounts to nothing
>You laugh at your own superiority
>Laugh in the face of everything that cannot touch you
>You move towards him
>You see despair in his eyes as you approach
>You reach out and embrace him
>You feel your body react to his heat and begin its transformation to the opposite gender
>You can see the shadowy figure dance around the walls of the room
>Dance around the two of you
>There's enough time for a final act of defiance before you go
>You easily wrestle Shining Armor to the floor and tear off his armor
>Unwrapping his white body like a Christmas present
>He tries to fight you off, but his strength cannot compare to yours
>Twilight ordered a traumatized brother from you
>And a traumatized brother is what you're going to give her
 
>Your female transformation is complete
>Pinning Shining Armor to the floor, you run the hoof you used to crush Cadence's head down his chest
>Cadence's blood and brain-mush is still on it
>It smears across his fur
>You feel the curvature of muscles beneath your hoof as you stroke it across his torso
>Not the explosive kind, but the elegant and durable kind you've seen sculptured on Greek heroes
>A body entirely trimmed of fat
>Completely unlike the soft body of Cadence, its very fabric resists your intrusion
>You look him in the eyes
>For belonging to such a manly body, his face sure is childish
>Big sapphire-blue eyes stares you down in disgust as tears deplete from their corners
>The bangs of his equally blue mane reaches down to his eyes to create that delicate boyish look
>So this is the brother of Twilight Sparkle
>You can see why she wanted to bone him so bad
>Not that you're into stallions, or anything!
>Nope. You're doing this solely to torment him. Yup
>Your hoof travels all the way back to his genital region
>You quickly realize there's a problem with female-on-male sexual violence
>This stallion isn't hard at all
>You must figure out a way to excite him before you can continue
>You ain't sucking dick, that's for sure
>His horn catches you attention
>It's still glowing. The fool is still trying to repel you with magic
>A most curious idea enters your mind
>Bending over, you lick his horn from base to top with your dexterous tongue
>..drenching it in as much saliva as you can muster in the process
>You feel his whole body tense up as a result
>Bingo
 
>You keep going on his horn
>Sucking and licking it like there's no tomorrow
>Because for you, there really might not be a tomorrow
>Who knows what awaits you in the abyss?
>Shining Armor goes from writhing discomfort to hyperventilation
>His horn inside your mouth, you coil your tongue around it and squeeze it as you slither up and down
>Sucking on something hard in this erotic fashion is strangely enticing
>Fortunately it's a unicorn horn, so it's not gay
>As meager moans involuntarily escapes his mouth, your hoof returns to his genital region
>Problem solved
>He's hard as a diamond
>You let go of his horn
>You adjust the direction of his member with your hoof while you lower yourself onto him
>It's strange being the one who's penetrated
>There's a hard rod going inside of you
>But it hits all the right spots as it slides through
>You can't stop yourself form hissing in pleasure
>Fortunately you're female right now, so it's not gay
>As you move up and down, you make full eye contact with him
>His expression is no longer one of disgust
>He makes a difficult face, biting down on his lips in a wonderful mix of rage and vulnerability
>You realize he enjoys it
>He enjoys it and hates himself for it
>It's great
>Such self-loathing is worse than any physical pain you could possible inflict on him
>It's really, really terrific
>Shining armor cums while biting his lip so hard it starts to bleed
>You throw back your head and let out a hissing moan
>It feels like the rod explodes inside of you
>And yet the shock wave that ripples through your body as a result is nothing but pleasant
>Shining Armor looks completely empty for a brief moment after recovering from cuming
>Then he breaks into crying
>Weeping like a little child
 
>Now it's your turn to cum
>It feels like the rod inside of you grows as your insides clenches around it
>The pleasure is so great it causes your hips to freeze
>You drool over his chest as you wait for the sensation to fade in intensity
>As he goes limp and slips out of you, you return to reality
>You catch your breath and ponder what to do next
>You could easily snap his precious white neck like a twig
>Or you could whisper in his ear
>Stories about his little sister's deceit and betrayal
>You could so easily ruin Twilight's whole wicked life right here and now
>Should you?
 
>You're going to sink this wreck of a stallion once and for all
>You lean in until you the tip of your muzzle touches his ear
>Then you whisper to him in the gentlest voice you can muster
>"I got a message from my summoner-"
>Your words cause him to hold back his sobs
>He really wants to hear what you say next
>Does he think this information will grant him a chance for revenge?
>Does he believe that you will present him with an opportunity for closure?
>If so, could he be more wrong?
>You really taste the name in your mouth before giving it out
>"..princess Twilight Sparkle."
>He freezes upon hearing her name
>You really let it sink in before you continue
>"She says you picked the wrong princess, fuckboy."
>He remains frozen
>You lean back and look him dead in the face
>A horrifying revelation has befallen him
>His expression is one overwhelmed with shock
>You raise a hoof and gently pat his chin with it
>"Now be a good boy and go nut one in your lil' sister."
>You get off him and stand up
>Your body has increased in transparency
>And with it, the world around you has begun fading away
>You gaze the abyss beyond the room
>The shadowy figures have become loud and intimate
>But you don't feel weak like the last time you dematerialized
>You muse that it must be due to all the heat you've drained since coming here
>However there's one more thing you need to do before you're ready to leave
>You throw a glance at the body of Cadence
>You're going to face the abyss as a man
 
>You keep talking to shining Armor as you walk over to the body of Cadence
>"..I'd love to stay and see how all of this plays out, but I gotta rush."
>You reach and touch her body
>It's still warm. Your body responds to it
>As your body begins transformation you throw a last glance at Shining Armor
>He's completely silent
>He lies on his side, crawled up in something like a fetal position for equines
>The revelation remains stuck on his face
>Wow, you really broke him
>You call out a final farewell to him as you feel the shadows melt together into a gale that sucks you into the abyss
>"See ya!"
>And so the world around you fades away
>You're swallowed up by the abyss
>You wait for the pain to set in
>And for your consciousness to fade away
>...
>But it never does
 
>You're floating in the abyss
>All directions you look, all you see is the color black
>It's really quiet, too
>You notice your hooves before you and realize there's light in the abyss
>The blackness just results from the light having nothing to shine on
>You wait for something to happen
>But nothing does
>The anticlimax is almost comical
>You spin around and flap your limbs, searching something to touch
>But there's nothing
>You're surrounded by pure void
>You keep waiting for something to happen
>Time passes
>More time passes
>There's nothing
>You've seen bugs similar to this in video games
>At rare times, the collision system malfunctions and the player characters falls through the floor and off the game map
>Then they just keep falling through infinity
>Is this like that? Did you happen to stumble upon some sort of real life bug when you killed yourself?
>Where you really suppose to be transported to hell, but something went wrong?
>In games, you either die, load or are forced to restart when shit like this happens
>But you can't load or restart because this is reality
>That leaves only one option: Dying
>You suppose you'll die sooner or later of thirst or whatever
>You shrug it off
>Oh well, life was good while it lasted
>You got to do lots of fun stuff in pony land
>You might as well enjoy yourself in any way you can while you're waiting to die
>You gently begin to stroke yourself
>What else is there to do?
 
>An unbearable amount of time has passed
>How long has it been?
>There's no way to tell time in here
>Nothing to do except jerking off
>You touch yourself to various memories and fantasies
>The sensation of tearing through Cadence
>The various faces her husband made
>You imagine the look on Twilights face as she's confronted by her brother
>The look on Spike's face as Twilight's too distressed to ever fulfill her promise to make Rarity love him
>You ejaculate countless times
>Each time you do, your seed floats away from you
>It's difficult to tell, but it appears to always float off in the same direction
>You wonder why
>Do you float towards this same direction as well?
>You've been in the abyss for what feels like an eternity
>Your concept of time has really deteriorated
>You expected to die from some sort of starvation eventually
>But you just don't
>You're not hungry
>Nor thirsty
>Not sleepy
>You're not even exhausted from jerking off this much
>It seems your demon body is quite durable
>Your only complaint is that you'd rather have hands instead of hooves
>Because hands are much better at jerking off
>It's difficult to put into words, but something in the back of your mind is bothering you
>Like you've forgotten something important
>But what?