Title:           Blackmailin' Babs 5
Author:          minion_of_Lulu
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First Edit:      Friday 1st of February 2013 08:07:14 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 1st of February 2013 08:07:14 PM CDT

>Wake up.
>Do your morning routine like always.
>Didn't sleep much last night. Been thinking about Babs, and what to do with her.
>Get dressed.
>Music starts to play.
http://youtu.be/TJiT_9ylhXI
?Yeah yeah yeah.?
>You head to the door.
?Yeah yeah yeah.?
>Peek your head out, then run to Sugarcube Corner.
?Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah.?
>Duck behind a table, peek up and look left then right.
?First I thought that Babs was a really sweet filly.?
>Pinkie gives you a cupcake.
?A cute little pony that would be real nice to me.?
>The door slams open and Babs is smirking at you.
?But it turns out that she is just a perv that wants my dick.?
>She ducks under the table and rubs your groin.
>Jump up and head towards the door.
?I think this whole thing is going to make me sick.?
>She is standing there with a peeled banana, licking the length.
?There's no where to run...?
>She takes a bite of it.
>?"Now it's time for my fun."?
 
>Cue trippy background with you running away from a filly.
?Babs Seed, Babs seed,?
?What am I gonna do??
?You've entraped me with blackmail.?
?Can't fight back. I have no bail.?
?Babs seed, Babs Seed,?
>?"I'm not done with you."?
>?"So I'll make this very clear."
>?"Get your hot ass over here."?
>You sigh.
?Babs Seed, Babs Seed?
?You're just a bad, bad...?
>"Hey! Anon!"
>The record scratches, and the background fades to the park.
>Turn around to find the CMC looking rather mad.
>And Babs is no where to be seen.
>The fuck!?!
Uh...hi?
>Sweetie Belle hops up.
>"Why are you messing up our song?
Well, I thought that...
>AppleBloom growls.
>"Babs ain't no bully nomore. So no bad mouthin' mah cuz'n."
>Shit.
>If only they knew...
>Scootaloo flaps her wings in a huff.
>"Not cool, Anon. So not cool."
>You sigh, no point in arguing with them.
 
>You wander down a path.
>Notice that you are heading towards Sweet Apple Acres.
>Great! You can finally get that chat with Applejack.
>Your legs moved a bit faster.
>A feeling of happiness fills you.
>You can finally finish this.
>Run up the hill.
>Past your home.
>You're almost there.
>The red barn comes into view.
>Your legs move faster.
>"And where do ya think ya going, babe?!"
>Look up at Babs in the CMC tree house.
Gonna tell AJ about your bad attitude!
>"Go ahead. Ya will be disappoin'ed."
>Fine, just to put this filly in her place.
>Get to the farm house.
>Knock on the door.
>No answer.
>Knock again.
>Nothing.
Must be in the fields.
>Rush down to the southern orchard.
APPLEJACK!!
>No answer.
APPLEJACK!?!
>You would try another field, but what's the point.
>It's too large.
>"Tol' ya, sweet cheeks."
>You try to contain your anger.
>"They are still at their religious service. Good hustl' though."
>But it's no use.
>You let out a scream of rage, agony, and defeat.
>The filly just stares at you with a bored expression.
>After your screaming tantrum was finished, you fall to your knees.
>You feel tears roll down your cheeks.
>"Ya done?"
>You try to ignore her, thinking she would leave you alone.
>So you head to your happy place.
>That lasted all but five seconds when you feel a wet tongue lick up your tears.
>"Mmm...salty."
>Can't ignore that.
>Shoot her a dirty glare.
>"Come, we're going to go see a movie."
 
>You and Babs make your way to the theatre.
>She wanted to see a slasher movie.
>And she wanted some popcorn.
>Bitch loves popcorn.
>So you buy her popcorn and yourself a soda.
>"It's 'bout ta start!"
>She hurries to the viewing room as fast as her little legs could carry.
>You slowly drudge forward.
>Felt like a death march.
>Enter to find that not many ponies are inside.
>Most were up front.
>And you spot Lyra.
>Hope she doesn't see you.
>Babs is sitting in the far back corner.
>No one would see you there.
>Meaning no one will see what she may try to do.
>You take your seat, handing the succubus her popcorn.
>Swear you could still see those horns.
>You could say that she was...*shades* Horny.
>No "YEAAAH" track for you.
>You sigh and brace yourself for what this she-devil will pull.
>The movie starts with a mare alone in the woods calling out some stallion's name.
>Seems like a ditzy blonde.
>Yep, she will be the first to die.
>That's always a bad thing.
>And here comes the looming shadow of the would-be killer.
>"Oh boi, here it comes!"
>The mare notices the shadow and turns.
>Her look of horror solidifies her fate.
>The shot of the knife being brought down onto the victim off screen.
>A blood curdling scream and blood splatter later, the name of the movie appears in the blood.
Oh boy. One of those movies.
>Babs glares at you.
>"Sshhh, it's going to get good."
>She turns her attention back to the screen to mutter, "...for the both of us."
 
>Ten minutes into the movie, Babs hasn't made her move. Good.
>She's just staring at the screen, engrossed into the film.
>Twenty minutes in, she had finished the bucket of popcorn.
>Now she's starting to look bored.
>That's never a good sign.
>"Let me sit in your lap, Anon..."
>Not now.
Please, not here.
>"I could just yell out you touched me in my no-no place."
>Grumble and pick up the filly, placing her in your lap.
>"See, it wasn't that hard?"
Shut it.
>Lucky for you, she didn't do much.
>Yet...
>While she sat there, you could feel Anon Jr, rise to the occasion.
>Fucking physical stimuli.
>Babs slowly creaks her head almost 180 degrees, giving you that signature grin of hers.
>"Seems like somep0ny is happy."
It's just a physical response to stimuli. Nothing more.
>"Drop your pants."
>That sounded like an order and a threat rolled into one.
>You don't question her and follow her instruction.
>Now you are in a dark movie theater with your pants and boxers at your ankles and a filly sitting on you.
>And now said filly is grinding her flank on your hardened dick.
>You can feel the heat of her inner thighs.
>This is escalating too quickly.
Please...stop this Babs.
>"Shh, I'm trying to watch a movie."
 
>Her grinding is persistent.
>And her fily slit is getting moist.
>Your sack can feel some moistness dripping onto you.
>"Oh, this is the best part."
>Her gyrations became more erratic.
>You were close to blowing your load all over your shirt and thighs.
>You whisper to her.
B-babs...stop this.
>She isn't listening.
>It's coming.
S-shi...
>Babs gets up at the last possible second.
>She did it again. Another ruined ejaculation.
>"Ya think I'm gonna let ya finish and make a mess in here?"
>She faces you, her green eyes locking onto yours.
>Her hoof grasps hold of your cock and positions it under her.
>"Ready for the climax, babe?"
Oh god, n-nmmmm...
>She is slowly pressing herself down on your man meat.
>But this hole isn't wet, like you would think a pussy would feel like.
>"Like I said before."
>The tip of your rod pierces her tight hole.
>"I like it dry."
>Your eyes shrink to the size of pinpricks.
Babs wai-
>"No dice, sweet cheeks."
>She forces her hips down, slaming her flanks on your thighs.
>You hunch over holding onto Babs while suppressing your moan.
>And she is panting.
>"So...full..."
Please...just get off.
>"I gotta help ya get off some way, babe."
>Babs pushes you back into your seat.
>"Now, enjoy the show."
>Her forehooves were placed onto your chest, and she slowly begins to lift off your spear.
>Only to slam back down onto it.
 
>Babs is riding you.
>You're fucking a filly.
>Not only have you become a horsefucker, but you're officially a filly fooler.
>An equivalent of a pedophile back on earth.
>The lowest of the low.
>And to make it worse, it's starting to feel good.
>Her insides were so warm and tight, clinging along your length.
>Not to mention the texture of her colon walls were like that of marshmallows.
>A true marshmallow butthole.
>You always wondered that, too bad you had to find out this way.
>"Feels good?" Babs whispers in your ear.
N-no. it doesn't.
>Her hips picked up speed.
>Instinctively, your hips begin to move on their own to match her movements, getting the most of this feeling.
>"Don't deny, because those hips don't lie. I know you're feeling right."
>Fuck.
>"But it's okay, you're mine. I won't tell on you unless you disobey me."
>Oh fuck...you're going to cum any second.
>Her lips were close to your ears.
>That breath of hers was so hot, and smelled of buttered popcorn.
>You love popcorn.
>"Now let..."
>She slams hard against you.
>Your breath hitches at her sudden movement.
>"It..."
>She slams her flanks again on your thighs.
>You feel your seed slowly making it's way to it's exit.
>"Go."
>One more slam sends you both over the edge.
>You yell as you fill this filly's ass with your baby milk.
>She screams out loud when she feels your warm spunk splatter inside.
>The rest of the audience screams when someone gets stabbed.
>That was one hell of a climax.
 
>You wanted to cry, but you try not to do that in public.
>Babs nuzzles your chest, hugging your tight.
>"I love ya babe, you do know how to treat a filly to a good time."
>She sits up, your dick popping out of her.
>Your seed didn't seep out of her, which is a plus.
>Babs takes her seat again.
>You pull up your pants and try your best to forget this whole thing happen.
>But you still recall every detail.
>The movie eventually ends, and you carry the filly out and make a mad dash to the farm.
>Once it was in sight, you put the filly down and walk in silence.
>That was until she opens her mouth.
>"Enjoyed the movie?"
No...it sucked.
>"Darn, thought you would be a fan of it."
>This filly...
>Arrive at the farm some time later.
>And there's AJ sitting on the porch.
>She waves at you.
>"So there ya were, Babs."
>"Hiya, cousin AJ. Me and Anon went to see a movie."
>No, she raped you.
>"Oh! That's nice."
>Applejack rubs the filly's head.
>"Thanks for looking after her. It's good to see that...is something wrong, Anon?"
>You don't want to deal with this right now.
>You don't want to deal with anyp0ny right now.
No...I'm fine.
>"We can have that talk you wanted."
No. I'm just...tired. Maybe some other time.
>"Well, okay then. See ya-"
>You don't bother to say goodbye.
>"Anon..."
>AJ just watches you walk off looking depressed.
 
>You arrive in your home.
>Lock the door.
>Head to your room.
>Faceplant onto your bed.
>All the suppressed feelings you have been keeping in couldn't be contained anymore.
>You grab your pillow and put it at your face.
>Take a deep breath.
>All your frustrations, anger, sadness.
>You let it out the only way you could.
>You cry.
>And you don't stop until you fall asleep.
 
End Part 5
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