Title:           Lulamoon Rape Protection 12
Author:          minion_of_Lulu
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First Edit:      Sunday 27th of January 2013 09:08:28 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 27th of January 2013 09:08:28 PM CDT

>It's still the middle of the night.
>And you are awake with a raging boner.
>Every night, you have that same dream of Trixie and you bumping nasties.
>Admittedly, you love that dream.
>But you keep waking up with a stiffy that could cut diamonds.
>Way worse than morning wood, and more annoying.
>It hurts so much.
>It's begging to be touched.
>You look at the door.
>A violet eye is peering at you.
>You blink a few times and look back there.
>Nothing...
>You swore you saw something.
>No matter, you have a boner to get rid of.
>You slip out of your briefs, releasing your cock from it's constricting confines.
>Pre-cum is already starting to seep from the tip and roll down your length.
>Good, it will make this easier.
>Your fingers wrap around your girth and begin to lightly stroke yourself in the darkness.
>You close your eyes as you try to think of some human supermodels to get your rocks off.
>But all you could think about was her.
>Trixie.
 
>You want to feel that form of hers again.
>She was the closest thing to a human you could get in this world.
>And for some reason...those words she said to you made your heart skip.
>She wants to be with you forever.
>But she is a pony.
>Could you love a pony?
>Was your Xenophobic ideas right, or were they misplaced.
>These ponies were just as human as you, just in a different form.
>You are so confused.
Mmmnn...
>Your strokes pick up in speed.
T-trixie...
>You moan her name.
>These conflicting feelings fight an eternal battle in your head.
>And your heart.
>You picture yourself fondling her breasts, touching her thighs and hips.
>You can hear her moans clearly in your mind.
Oh...Trixie.
>Taking her to bed, then holding her down to plant light kisses all over her body.
Trixie!
>You move lower to her moist slit and begin to give her the pleasure she seeks.
>Your tongue snaking its way all over her folds. Then you find her little clit waiting to be sucked.
>You waste no time taking it between your lips and sucking on the pretty pink nub while flicking it with your tongue.
>You pick up the speed of your tug job.
Trixie!!
 
>You have her moaning your name and begging you to give her your throbbing cock.
>You pull away, a thin strand of saliva mixed with her love fluids the only thing connecting your mouth and her juicy pussy.
>>"Anon..."
>You gaze upon her lovely humanoid form.
>>'Trixie...'
>Your hand moves faster along your prick.
>You were getting close.
>In your mind, you smile as you align your member to Anthro Trixie's love hole.
>>"Anon...give it to me."
>You watch as her form shifts to the blue unicorn you know.
>You don't even think about it as you shove yourself into her.
>>"ANON!"
>You can't help but yell her name.
TRIXIE!!
>Your imagination runs wild, doing so many different positions.
>And hearing Trixie's screams of pleasure.
>You are now thrusting into her in the missionary position, staring into her large, yet lovely violet eyes.
>>"Anon, please stay with me."
I..I'll stay with you, forever.
>This feels right. However, it's still weird.
>She smiles up at you, saying the 3 words you'd never thought you'd hear from any living being on Earth or Equestria.
 
>>"I love you, Anon."
Trixie, I love you too!
>Your hand is now moving at the speed of Kenyans.
>You don't even realize what you are saying.
I love you! Trixie!
>You were close.
You let loose your seed, spilling it all over the floor in sticky streams.
>You just came while imagining sexing a pony.
>You have never felt more confused in your life, but it felt right if it was her.
>"AAAAAAAHH!!!!!!"
>A loud moan is heard from the other side of your door.
Shit.
>You gather your pants and play hopscotch trying to get them on.
>You speed towards the door, flinging it open.
>Take a step out the door.
>You slip on something wet falling onto your back.
>Your head hits the floor hard.
>The scent of pine trees and fireworks fill your nose as you fall to a state of unconsciousness.
>Wake up 10 hours later.
>Your head is throbbing.
>Find your in Trixie's room.
>In her bed.
>Feel something warm beside you.
>It's Trixie snuggled close, sleeping soundly.
>"Mmmm....Anon. Don't go..."
>You smile as you pull her closer.
>Maybe you can love a pony, but something in you is to afraid to go forward with it.
>Fucking beta-ness.
>But if you ever decide, Trixie would be the top of your list.
>After everything she has done for you, you can see yourself with her.
>You do click, but for now you can cuddle as friends.
>http://sofuckingbetaithurts.org
>You smile as you run your hands through her mane.
>Her back leg kicks like a puppy having a dream.
I will care for you.
 
>Rest a little longer.
>Feel something tapping your shoulder.
>Wake up to see Trixie staring at you.
>"You can wake up now.
AH!
>Flail about, falling out of her bed.
>She giggles at you over-reacting.
>You see a blush form on her cheeks.
>"You need to stop doing that."
>She levitates you to your feet.
>"Anyway, today is the day." She pulls out a scroll with the Mayor's seal. "You got the green light to start your business."
>That's right, you filed to register your new business 3 days after... NO! You want to forget that night. >What almost happened.
>"Anon?"
>Trixie places her hoof on your thigh. A look of concern on her face.
Sorry, was just thinking about something.
>She levitates some fliers into your hands.
>"Lets get to posting these up around Ponyville."
Wait, what about the supplies?
>She thinks about it for a second before opening her trunk, levitating the sack of bits she got from her other job.
>"Here...this was supposed to help you anyway."
>You try to talk her out of giving you the money, but she insisted.
>Eventually you give up and take the bits.
 
>You spend the rest of the day putting up fliers around town and buying some supplies.
>Wood, nails, glue, the whole shebang.
>You already have the tools, so no need to shell out for those.
>Good thing you can buy in bulk.
>After the job was done, you return home and lie in your recliner.
>Time to play the waiting game.
>And you wait...and wait...
>And wait.
>It's been 4 days, and no job offer.
>You are starting to become anxious and dejected.
>"Anon...don't worry. They will come around. Maybe they don't have anything that needs fixing or repaired."
Come on Trixie, you know how this town is with anything new.
>"It...isn't that bad."
There was Zecora...
>"Well, she was different from a pony, very mysterious, and she lives out in Everfree."
The Flim Flam Brothers.
>"I heard they were jerks. And their cider was crap."
You...
>"...Okay, admittedly Tri-...I mean, I was a jerk."
>You hold your head in your hands.
>You feel her hoof on your thigh.
>"Don't worry, something will come along."
>You look up to meet her gaze.
>Her smile was so sincere.
>Your heart skips a beat.
>"Anon..."
Trixie.
>Your body slowly leans towards her.
>Your face moving closer to hers.
>Her eyes start to close as she moves in as well.
>You purse your lips, you're actually going to do it.
>You can smell her shampoo. Strawberries this time.
>Her hot breath lightly tickling your lips.
'This is it...'
>Your lips were practically inches away from one another.
 
>There's a knock at the door.
>You realize what you were doing.
>So does Trixie.
>The mare jumps away from you.
>You both are blushing and avoiding each others gaze.
>"Y-you should get that, Anon..."
Yeah.
>You hop up and walk over to the door.
>You find it's Fluttershy, with your flier.
>Your blood runs cold.
>"Mpfha yuff do vx stfdfmp"
>You facepalm, yanking the flier from her mouth.
Don't talk with your mouth full.
>"Eep!" goes the Fluttershy.
>She tries to hide behind her mane, but it's still too short.
>It's growing in though.
>"I...um...was hoping you could repair a broken table and...other things."
>Trixie shoves you out of the way, growling at your tormentor.
>"What do you want?"
>"N-nothing. I just want Anon to..."
>"NO!"
>Angry unicorn tries to slam the door in her face, but you stop her.
>You sigh.
Fine...I'll take the job.
>"Why?! She is most likely up to something."
>You sigh.
I have no choice...and we need some business. Maybe this is what we need to bring in more jobs.
>Trixie couldn't believe you were going through this.
>But she won't go against you.
>"Fine!"
>Her eyes bore into Fluttershy.
>"I'll have my eyes on you."
>Fluttershy just smiles softly at her.
>"Oh, I wouldn't dare try anything. I mean, with Anon doing such a nice service for me."
>You roll your eyes.
I'll be over tomorrow.
>Fluttershy looks overjoyed as she beams a smile at your face.
>"Oh why thank y-"
>Well that was cut short when Trixie slams the door in her face.
>"I still don't trust her."
 
>It's the next day.
>You are using Trixie's magic wagon to move your supplies.
>Hopefully after this job, you can buy your own transport.
>Could use the supplies that you bought to make your own, but that's just bad business.
>You both arrive shortly at yellow rapist's cottage.
>You knock on the door.
>It opens to the sight of an angry bear.
>Mr. Bear to be exact.
>You kicked him in the nuts that time.
>It was self defense, he was going to maul you.
>You stared each other down.
>No one moving an inch.
>Trixie was getting impatient.
>"FLUTTERSHY!!!"
>You all hear a "Eep" followed by a bunch of birds scrambling into the sky.
>Fluttershy walks from around the corner with a bucket on her head.
>"S-sorry about that. Um..."
>She is finding the ground to be pretty interesting right about now.
Uh, about the job?
>Yellow quiet gasps. "Oh! That's right. Um...you're welcomed inside now."
>The bear steps aside, pointing at his eyes, then to the both of you.
>You and Trixie mock him by returning the gesture like the bad asses you are.
>Fucking bears think they can wreck shit.
>He wasn't singing that tune that one day.
>It was more like a falsetto.
 
>After unloading the needed supplies off of Trixies wagon, you get to work on fixing the table.
>And my god, it looked like someone took an ax to the base.
The fuck happened to this?!
>"Oh, um...Angel Bunny had one of his fits."
>That explains a lot.
>You shoot the white demon an angry glare.
>He just smirks at you.
>Yeah, you still hate him for what he did to Trixie's wand.
You'll get yours...
>He sticks up his middle finger.
>Well fuck you, too.
>Bitch will get his one day.
>Might cook him in some stew.
Let's get this over with.
>So you start to rebuild a new base for the table. A square base should work.
>And cut out her cutie mark in the wood will add something.
>As you worked, you start to sweat.
>It was getting hot in there.
>Like really hot.
>You didn't think cottages would get this hot.
>No choice but to take off your shirt, knowing you know who was in here.
>Fluttershy is eyeing your form like a timber wolf that found his next meal.
>There was nothing to look at, you were just an average build.
Is it me or is it getting hot in here?
>"Oh, it's getting hot in here all right," Fluttershy responds.
 
>Trixie walks over to the wall.
>Finds a temperature controller.
>Finds that it's set to 90 degrees.
>She quickly fixes the problem then gets in the yellow pony's face.
>"I'm watching you."
>And so the grand stare-off begins.
>You're watching the table.
>Fluttershy is eyeing you.
>Trixie is glaring at Fluttershy.
>Mr. Bear is switching his gaze between both you and Trixie.
>Fluttershy gives a nervous glance to Trixie.
>Trixie narrows her eyes.
>Mr. Bear sets his sights on Trixie.
>Trixie shoots the bear a dirty look.
>The table is... well it's not looking at anything.
>It's a table.
>But you have finished fixing the table.
>Look around as every creature in this house is eyeing each other suspiciously.
Uh...guys?
>They are still doing the eyeball shuffle.
Fuck this, I'm getting started on the birdhouses.
>Walk out the cottage and slam the door.
>Every creature snaps out of the gazing waltz.
>They ask in unison, "Where did Anon go?"
>Angel kicked Fluttershy, pointing to the front door.
>"Oh..."
 
>Everything has settled down, and you are halfway done with the first birdhouse.
>She only asked for two. So not much longer to go.
>And you have your shirt on again. It's chilly outside.
>Fluttershy yells a loud, "DRINKS!"
>Autism at work.
...what?
>She calms down, looking between you both.
>"I...mean, who is thirsty? I have lemonade."
Uh...sure?
>"Excellent, I'll be right back."
>She tries to fly away, but is stopped by Trixie's magic.
>"I'm coming to."
>Fluttershy just smiles, but you notice something was off about that smile.
>"Okay then."
>The two trot away to fetch some drinks.
>Minutes later, only Flutterrapist returns with drinks.
>"Here ya go, Anon."
>She hands you a glass.
Where's Trixie.
>"Oh, she had a very bad tummy ache. I showed her to the toilet."
>You glare at her.
>She gives a *Squee*.
>"And I didn't do anything to the drink."
>She pours herself a glass and drinks it.
>Nothing seems to happen.
>Guess it's safe.
>You take another glass and pour yourself some.
>Its...pretty good.
>Gotta save some for Trixie when she gets back.
>For now, more work.
-meanwhile in Fluttershy's shed-
>Trixie is suspended in rope from the ceiling.
>Her hind hooves spread, presenting her marehood for anyp0ny to see.
>"I got you now, my little pretty..."
>Twilight is holding a feather with her hoof.
>With null field, your magic is useless."
>All Trixie could do was growl at her since she has a gag ball in her mouth.
>"Lets begin..."
 
>You finally finished the job.
>Your work came out pretty well.
>A bit ornate, but still simple.
>Take the time to admire your work.
>Fluttershy touches your shoulders.
>You flinch, but you slowly begin to melt in her hooves.
>"You have SO much tension, Anon."
aAambllebmamm.
>Curse your love of massages.
>"Feels good?"
>You slowly nod.
>Your heightened defenses were melting away.
>"Come, lie down inside. I will, um, service you better."
>You follow willingly like a little foal.
>She pushes you onto something soft belly first and starts her deep tissue massage.
>And it feels good.
>"Anon..."
>You just grunt.
>"Do...do you like ponies?"
>You just nod.
>"Do you like me?"
>You don't particularly hate her.
>You just dislike her, but she was helpful in getting you to Trixie that night.
>So you nod.
>Her hooves move lower down your back.
>"You mean that?"
>You nod.
>She flips you over, straddling your chest.
>You gaze at her form.
>"Will you be with me, forever?"
>Those words were like a trigger.
>You recall that dream again, Fluttershy's form changing to Trixie's.
>You remember now.
>Trixie hasn't come back.
>You blink a couple of times.
>You notice you're in Fluttershy's room.
>With her...alone.
>You grab the pony and pin her to the bed.
Where is Trixie!?!
>"Anon, you are so forceful."
>Growl.
WHERE IS SHE!?!?
>"Don't worry about her. We have each other now."
>Yeah, she isn't talking.
>Get off of her and begin to search the house.
 
>You look through each room with Fluttershy tailing you.
>"Come back Anon! We can be together. Just give me a chance!"
>Ignore her and keep searching.
>Still no sign of Trixie.
>Head outside.
>Notice a shed.
It's worth a shot.
>Walk towards there.
>Fluttershy cuts you off.
>"M-maybe she went home. You should check there. She said she wasn't feeling well after all."
>Hear laughter and moans.
>Sounds like Trixie and Twilight.
>Ohboyherewego.jpg
>Glare at Fluttershy.
>She pulls one hell of a pokerface on you.
>Shove her out of the way.
>Start banging on the door.
TRIXIE!
>No answer, just more laughter and moans.
>You hear Twilight through the walls.
>"OH YES! It's feels so good! You like, Trix, my dear?"
>Sounds like Trixie is raging harder than a kid on Xbox Live.
>'Anon...TEAR DOWN THAT WALL!!'
'I will Reagan...I will.'
>You begin to throw your weight against the door.
Hang on Trixie! I'm coming!
>You will not leave her in that fiend's clutches.
>Fluttershy tries to stop you by attempting to pinch a nerve.
STEP OFF!
>Throw your arm at her.
>This knocks out the Fluttershy.
>She lies on the grass motionless.
>Don't notice the sound of a bear roar.
>Decide that you're going to kick the door down.
>Swing your leg back, felt like you hit something.
>Turn around to find Mr. Bear holding his nads again.
>Anon:2
>Team rape: 0
 
>Wind up again.
>Realize this is the wrong form to kick down doors.
Let's try this again.
>Bring your knee up to your chest.
KNOCK KNOCK!
>"Who's there?" Twilight responds in a mocking tone.
REALITY!
>You kick the door in, it flies off it's hinges.
>See Twilight wearing a dominatrix getup with a feathery whip in her hoof.
>Trixie is tied up with her legs spread, a gag in her mouth.
>She has such a pleading look for you.
You got 3 seconds to let her go.
>"You think you can stop me? The Element of Magic?!"
>Her horn lights up.
>"I'm going to turn you into a double-headed dildo and shove it inside me, then fuck Trixie."
>Oh shit!
>Trixie has a look of defeat on her face.
>You cover your eyes.
>"Prepare yourself, Anon!"
>Her magic dissipates.
>"W-what the?"
>Tries it again. Same thing.
>She  remembers that she's inside the null field, and it affects her magic as well.
>You look at yourself, you aren't a dildo.
>Find some rope on the side.
>Pick it up and glare at Twilight.
>"In hindsight...this was a very bad idea."
>You pull the rope tight.
I'm going to enjoy this.
>"NO, ANON! NO!"
 
>You and Trixie walk back home.
How far did she go?
>"Lucky, all she did was tickle me...all over."
>She shudders.
>"Especially down there."
At least it wasn't that bad. And you got some revenge.
>She smirks.
>"Yeah...you could say that."
>She smirks.
>"No one ever calls me Trix."
----------------
>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>And you have a giant dildo inside your marehood.
>But it's not a normal dildo.
>This dildo is your friend Fluttershy.
>Trixie did this to you.
>But...she was so good to you.
>The way she slammed it in and out of you made you lose your mind.
>You lost count how many times you came.
>But now it's annoying.
>Angel Bunny comes up to the open shed.
Angel...please, help me down? I'll give you as many carrots as you want.
>He smiles and begins to hop away.
ANGEL!!!
>You sigh.
>The spell lasts for another two hours.
>Things will be really awkward between you and Fluttershy now.
>But one thing is on your mind.
I'll get you for this Trixie...
 
End Part 12