Title:           Gynarchy and Anon In Equestria (WIP)
Author:          Mr_Sympathy
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/xpUqsusg
First Edit:      Sunday 1st of May 2016 02:29:59 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 1st of May 2016 02:30:38 AM CDT

Note that this story is not a part of GiE proper, which shall never have a human character. This is it's own continuity.
 
>"Anon, what the hay do you mean 'no'?" said Rainbow Dash, hovering in place, her cocky body language replaced with plain-to-see confusion.
>You narrow your eyes, having no time for her usual 'i'm so great no one could ever not love me routine'.
"I mean I don't want to have sex with you, Rainbow Dash."
>She scrunches up her mouth and facehoofs briefly before staring at you, lack of comprehension still alight on her features.
>"Yeah, I know what it *means*, duh. I'm not stupid!"
>Mentally, you do that 'kind of' hand wave.
>"I just don't get why you're bringing it up. Like, 'ooh, a stallion doesn't want to do what a Mare tells him'. Who cares? Everypony knows you do it anyway!"
>Is she seriously implying that...
"Dash, what the hell are you getting at?"
>She facehoofs again, harder this time, dragging her hoof down off her face when she ends it.
>"Jeez... I know you're weird, but you're not supposed to be stupid!"
>She lands.
>This may be going somewhere you don't want it to.
"Da-Dash, I have a right to refuse sex with you. Everyone does!"
>She recoils back, looking shocked.
>"Are you saying I'm a stallion?"
>what
"What? N-"
>"Cause I got a Marehood, pal, it's right here."
>She turns around points at the pair of thick, dark blue lips underneath her raised tail.
>"Seeeeee it, Anon? Do. You. See. It?"
>she can't seriously be trying to say what you think she is
"Yes, Dash, you're a mare, I know-"
>She turns back and takes a step at you.
>"Good! Then shut up about 'not wanting to'" - she puts an unflattering voice for that - "and rut me! Only Mares can say 'no' to Mares, Anon."
 
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>You hurriedly shut the door behind you, eyes wide with fright, and chest visibly rising and falling from the exertion of having ran all the way here.
>The sound of the heavy library door slamming startles Spike, causing him to drop a stack of books he was no doubt doing something-or-other with on Twilight's orders.
>"Whoa, Anon! What's the rush? Seems like a nice night to me."
>you're glad the little lizard is having a nice night, but you've got a perfectly good reason to rush
>reason to do a lot more than rush, honestly. shame you don't carry a taser and pepper spray.
>still, you don't think you can tell a child about what just happened.
"Spike, I need to talk Twilight. Immediately."
>he looks at you, concerned.
>That does a lot to calm your nerves.
>He doesn't stop gathering the dropped books though.
>"Oh, uh, sure. She should be in her bedroom. You know where that is, ri-"
>You're already heading up the stairs, feet thumping harder on the wooden steps then they did on the dirt trail from where Rainbow accosted you to Twilight's Treebrary.
>More due to the difference in material than from a greater urgency, obviously.
 
>When you get to her bedroom door, it's all you can do to not throw the flimsy wooden thing open.
>You reach out a knock - more forcefully than you expected - upon it.
>You hear a faint, startled noise.
>Twilight Sparkle's familiar, cute voice rings out, only slightly muffled by the oak barrier.
>"Who is it? Spike can't knock that hard."
>You inhale, steadying yourself.
"It's me, Twi."
>"Oh, Anon!" she says, and you hear her trotting closer to the door.
>The knob comes alight with her magic, and twists open with a subtle click.
>Her smiling face appears as the door swings outwards, greeting you warmly.
>"I wasn't expecting a-"
>She makes eye-contact with you and her face drops.
>"Anon, what's wrong?"
>It takes all the assertiveness you have to say it outright, but you do.
"Twilight. Rainbow Dash tried to rape me tonight."
>There. It's out.
>She tilts her head, squinting her eyes.
>"'Tried to'? I don't understand what you mean. Did somepony stop her? Are you here to report them?"
>She looks past you, to your disbelief, worry creeping into her voice.
>"Is Rainbow Dash hurt? Where is she?"
>the fuck
>no way is this happening
 
"I...I guess she might be." you practically shrug verbally, in disbelief that that's her priority.
>"Oh no!" the concern in her tone is exacerbated by the cute little hooves-on-the-sides-of-her-head gesture she does.
>"We need to go make sure She's okay!" she says, horn lighting up as she leaves her bedroom and closes the door behind her.
>And this is too much.
"Wha- what about *me*?" you ask, incredulous.
>Twi looks baffled.
>"What about you, Anon?" she says, tilting her head like a confused dog.
>You put your hands on your hips.
>Whatever this is, it stops now.
"I almost got *raped*." you restate, as if she didn't hear you the first time.
>Twilight just kind of makes a face at you.
>"Uh, alright, so? It...happens sometimes, Anon. I'm pretty surprised it was only 'almost'."
>'only almost'
>"In fact..." Twi begins, her voice sounding wary.
>"...I should probably ask you why it wasn't successful. you did cooperate, didn't you, anon?"
>the hell is this surreal twilight zone bullshit
"'Coopera'-? I *ran* from her! I ran all the way across town!"
 
>Twilight jolts her head back, eyes wide.
>"You did *what*? Anon that's...I-I don't know if there's even a word for what that is!"
>you're pretty sure there's a few
"'Smart' comes to mind!" you say, stomping a foot to emphasize your point.
"'Reasonable'. 'Logical'. *'Self-defense'*. *'Good'*."
>She's just shaking her head, mouth agape, brow furrowed.
>"'Good'? anon, how could it *possibly* be 'good' for you to not have given Her what She wanted?!"
>fuckin what
>you don't even know where to begin with that
>she doesn't let you begin though
>"Rainbow Dash is a *mare*, anonymous." says Twilight, stern.
>"you're a male. you *give Her* what She wants. That's basic knowledge! It's kindergarten stuff! It's how aaaaaaaaall of this-" she gestures out in all directions "-works!"
>No way.
>That's insane. Retarded. Immoral.
"Twilight, you cannot seriously be saying to me that in Equestria the males-"
>"Obey the Females!" she finishes for you.
>"Serve the Females! *Listen to* the Females!"
>There's a crash as the door to the library swing open way too harshly, and something zooms up the stairs right behind you.
>"*Rut* the Females, whether you. Want. To. Or. Not."
>That's Rainbow Dash's voice, because of *course* it is.
 
>You wince and turn around to face her, taking a step to one side as you do so, hoping to put your back to a wall and get a little distance between you and the mares.
>Dash, hovering above the floor with the steady beating of her wings, gets closer to you as you try, and with your back to that wall...
>You try to mentally note all the exits in the room. There's one, and Twi and Dash are between you and it.
>Maybe if you-
>Dash cuts off your train of thought
>"Seriously, Anon, dude, I don't get it. I said 'rut me' and you didn't rut me. You *know* I'm a Mare, so-"
>Twi cuts *her* off in turn, placing a hoof on her side, and speaking in a calm, understanding tone.
>"Rainbow Dash, I don't think our friend Anonymous understands Mare supremacy."
>Rainbow's face scrunches up as she turns to look at the bookish unicorn.
>"Are you serious?" she asks, voice reaching a strange pitch in her disbelief.
>Maybe this is the chance to save yourself.
"Um, yes, I never heard of anything like that and mrrrfff-"
>Twi's magic suddenly blocks your mouth, muffling what you were trying to say about equality.
>"Oh, you see, Anonymous, Rainbow Dash was talking to me, and not you."
>"Yeah!" is all Dash adds. She's so insightful.
>and dammit you knew who dash was talking to.
>you try to claw the cloud of purple light out of your mouth.
>it doesn't work since it's, well, light. it's not something you can grab.
>light that is somehow muffling your speech and making it just a little bit difficult to breathe
>damn magic
>"Now, I can appreciate things might be different on your 'Earth', but here in Equestria, and Griffonstone, and Yakyakistan and all the other Queendoms of the land, it's not acceptable for a male to speak out of turn like that."
>'queendoms'? seriously?
>you're fuming right now.
>the kind of fuming where you don't actually do anything, you just stew in the anger.
 
>Twilight smiles warmly.
>"You stopped struggling. Does that mean you're gonna behave?"
>inwardly, you string together a number of curse words
>"I'm sure it's hard for you, Anonymous, but that's how we do things here. Please try to understand."
>more curse words, and the distinct feeling of random muscles in your body tensing and releasing.
>Twi's smile broadens, as Rainbow says, "Yeah, understand that this thing-" she pokes you lightly in the groin, a little off-center, she's likely got no real familiarity with human anatomy, "-means you listen to me, cause *I* have one of those things I showed you earlier."
>Twilight clears her throat, and Rainbow continues.
>"Oh, and do whatever Twi tells you too. We're both Mares. You probably knew that."
>Twi rolls her eyes as Rainbow gestures between the rear ends of the two.
>"Anyway, Anonymous" Twi resumes, "if you're going to behave, I don't have to keep blocking your speech, so..."
>her magic dies down, and your body shifts slightly as it regains the ability to breathe comfortably.