The Anthology of Fetish

by Holocron

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Comedy, Random, Tragedy, Dark
Length: 6133

A collection of twenty-six short stories regarding fetishes.

Through some happy, scary, and horrid thoughts, an anthology of pony fetishes. This story contains several characters and each chapter is a different fetish, in alphabetical order. This means a few things:
1. There are only one of each letter, thus on twenty-six chapters
2. The selection of each fetish is randomly selected and thus some will be happy, while others may be terrible. So look up the definition of each fetish before reading.
3. Since each chapter name will be the fetish, there will be a definition at the beginning of each chapter.
4. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you for your time and try and enjoy the stories. Should you feel this story is too offensive, send me a private message with an accurate and logical reason and I will delete the story.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-02-14 05:46:17 UTC

Autoerotic Asphyxiation

"Mayor Mare, your new assistant is here." The intercom voiced.

"You can send him in." Mayor Mare said.

The Mayoral office doors open to the strapping stallion Mayor Mare hired only a few days ago.

"Hello Lucky Clover." Mayor Mare greeted, looking him over.

"Hello Mayor." Lucky greeted.

"Now you understand why I hired you?" Mayor asked.

"I'm to be your personal assistant." Lucky answered.

"That will include organizing paperwork, getting food, and taking letters." The Mayor added, then gazed the somewhat well built stallion. "Among other things."

"I'm ready to begin." Lucky smiled.

The remainder of the day was spent with Lucky Clover helping the Mayor. Lucky brought in new papers for the the Mayor to look over and sign, and then take any finished papers to be organized and to any other destination. It was about near the end of the day, Mayor noticed her neck tie came loose. There was still too much to do for her to stop, and she couldn't resist the urge.

"Lucky?" Mayor called.

"Yes?" Lucky answered, coming in the room.

"My tie came loose." Mayor said. "Can you please tie it up for me, there's a lot of paperwork."

"Sure." Lucky sighed gently.

Gently taking the ends of the tie in his hooves, Lucky cautiously tightened it. But there was a sudden jerk that went through Lucky's body, causing him to tug the tie too tight, choking the Mayor.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" Lucky said, quickly untying the tie.

"It's fine." The Mayor choked and coughed. "You can get back to work."

"Y-yes." Lucky said, and walked out the door.

It wasn't until Lucky was out the door when Mayor let out a gasp oh air, her exhaling was heavy, with a faint moan as she touched her neck where she was accidentally choked.

"What was that?" Mayor asked herself. "I know it was an accident, but it felt...good."

Mayor Mare tried to get it out of her mind, but she had difficulty forgetting the feeling of Lucky's strong hooves tugging at her neck. The thought sent shivers down her spine and a quivering feeling between her legs. Doing her best, Mayor Mare kept to her work, but found her hoof gently caressing her neck and it wasn't too long before her other hoof went lower. Then lower, and lower and--

"Uh Mayor?" Lucky asked, knocking on the door, causing Mayor Mare to just in surprise.

"Y-yes!" Mayor said, putting her hooves back to the paperwork.

"I was wondering.." Lucky was faintly blushing but hid it behind the door. "Would you be interested in going out, maybe get a drink later?"

The Mayor blushed, thank Celestia Lucky didn't see it, and she was still remember her choking moment. "Sure."

After the work day was done, Mayor Mare and Lucky went to the local tavern. The hard cider had a sweet and sour, yet bitter taste. The olives, wrapped in haybacon was a good bite. Lucky was only nursing his drink and having a few nibbles of the food. Mayor Mare was practically downing the liquor. She didn't know why she agreed to this. She kept eying Lucky's hooves and her face broke in a red flush and her crotch started fidgeting.

"Are you okay?" Lucky asked, taking a sip. "You look flushed."

"It's probably the cider." Mayor responded. "I should cut down."

There were a few moments of awkward silence. Which made sense, Mayor Mare was so focused on her work, she hasn't even hung out with anypony since her teen years and has never gone on a date. Not that this was a date. It was a couple hours and Lucky was finally getting a bit buzzed but Mayor was out. Being the gentlecolt he was, Lucky brought Mayor back to the Ponyville town hall, which doubled as Mayor Mare's house.

"Here you go Mayor." Lucky said, using him body to support and help Mayor stand.

"Waaaa???" Mayor was dazed and confused, she was not too drunk but pretty bad.

Lucky was able to get the door open and brought Mayor Mare to the office. Pushing a button on the bottom of desk, a section of the wall fell forward, revealing a comfortable looking bed.

"This should work." Lucky said, he didn't know about the bed, but his talent was luck after all.

"Mhhhmmm." Mayor groaned in her stupor, her body fidgeting a bit.

"Try to get some sleep." Lucky said, but his sense of worry got the better of him. "I should probably stay here tonight."

It was now a little after midnight when the sleeping Lucky, who found a spare pillow and blanket and decided to sleep on the floor, woke up to a strange sound.

"Ahhh..ahhhh..ooohhh...mmmmhhhhmmmm" The sound was faint but it almost sounded like moans.

"Is she..no way.." Lucky said to himself. "The Mayor would never-"

"Mmhhhmm" The now obvious moans of pleasure were now louder.

Lucky lifted himself up and saw, in the dark room, Mayor Mare was masturbating, completely unaware that Lucky was there.

"Ahhhyyeeesss" Mayor moaned, one hoof was vigorously rubbing her wet pussy lips, while the other was tightly grabbing her neck tie. "Tighter..aaaahhhh!!!"

"What is she?" Lucky asked himself but he could see everything. Mayor Mare was clopping herself while at the same time trying to choke herself.

Lucky wanted to get up and stop her but he was too nervous. Today was the first time he drank with a mare and the last thing he was going to do was take advantage of an intoxicated mare. So he waited. The moans were loud and passionate.

"Aaaahhhh yesss....right there.....tighter...grab that...aaahhh...mmmmhhhhmmmm"

But at the same time, the moans were become more raspy, like she was having difficulty breathing. This, however, was her goal. The tighter she made her neck tie, the wetter and itchier herpussy became, and she rubbed even harder, her clit being flicked with every rub.

"Aaahhh..aaaaaahhhhh...aaaahhh...mmmhhhhmmm....AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!' Mayor Mare screamed in orgasm as her bed and sheets became flooded with her juices, and she passed out.

Not wasting time, Lucky got up and raced over to the Mayor. Her bed was soaked and her hoof was drenched. But the first this he did was quickly untie the neck tie. It had become so tight, that the Mayor's face was turning blue. It wasn't too long before her face regain her proper tan color did Lucky lift her limp and sleeping body up and gently placed it on the floor.

Lucky looked over the bed, the blanket and sheet were almost stained with vaginal juices. Bundling up the sheets and blanket, Lucky wrapped them in a bag to clean later and replaced it with the pillow and blanket he was using. Gently lifting up the Mayor again, Lucky tucked her in and then took the laundry.

The following morning, Mayor Mare awoke to the worst hangover ever. That was the last time she would drink that much. She couldn't remember a thing, but thought it was odd that she was in her bed but the sheets were missing.

"Good morning Mayor." Lucky greeted softly, not wanting to worsen the hangover. "Did you sleep well?"

"Aside from the hangover." Mayor laughed a bit, placing her hoof to her head. "I'm fine. How did I-"

"You drank a bit too much so I brought you here and I stayed most of the night." Lucky explained, but leaving out the masturbating parts. "And I noticed your sheets were dirty, so i took them home to clean, since most dry cleaners were closed."

"Oh.." Mayor Mare blushed. "Thank you. Um..would you like to go out tomorrow night? Just not as much drinking"

"Sure." Lucky gently smiled.

Blood Fetishism

The room was cold, although she couldn't feel it, the sound of dripping water told her the room was wet. A white pegasus mare, with a long mane of three different shades of pink dangled by her hooves by large chains.

'Where am I?' The mare thought to herself opening her eyes.

The moment she opened them, she immediately regretted it. Across the room from her was another pony, or what was once a pony. Only a bloodied, mutilated corpse remained. Large portions of flesh and muscle were missing as if it were torn away from it. The face was covered in scars, the eyes gouged out, and the scalp looked skinned. The mare wanted to scream but found herself unable to make a whimper. She tried to flap her wings, but found them stiff and numb.

"Finally awake?!" A female voice asked from behind the dangling mare.

Walking from behind, another mare, a light blue unicorn with a pale blue and indigo mane casually walked besides her.

"Hello Diamond Rose." The unicorn teases, rubbing her hoof on Rose's flank. "I hope you're having fun."

"D-d-d-diamond M-m-mint?!" Rose mustered up the power to utter, tears pouring down her eyes. "What is this? Please let me go."

"Now why would I do that?" Mint asked, tilting her head slightly. "We only just started." Mint then walked over to nearby corpse. "I mean look at her, or what's left of her." She then proceeded to pull on the head, her hooves getting slick with blood. "She was such a fun time, I do hope you're not a screamer like she was." Mint then ripped off the head with a loud pop. "Ah there we go. I figured you wouldn't recognize her from here." Mint then rolled the head at Rose.

Rose took one look at the severed head and saw something familiar. "Oh Celestia!" Rose said, trying not to vomit.

"That wasn't her name." Mint teased. "I think it was something Swirl...now what was it again?"

"Vanilla Swirl." Rose muttered.

"That's it!" Mint replied with a smile. "I always did like her pretty white coat." She then lifted the head with her azure shaded magic. "But that part of her face wouldn't let go. So you know what? Screw it."

The azure magic around the head started applying pressure on the head until and cracked and smashed like a rotted fruit. Blood, bone fragments, teeth, and brain juices splashed Rose across her horror stricken face. Rose couldn't take it anymore and let out a load of vomit, spewing her bile on the ground. Some remnants of it trickled down her mouth to her chest.

"Now why'd you do that?" Mint asked.

"Why are you doing this?!" Rose shouted in anger, but mostly fear. "What did we ever do to you?"

Mint's immediate response was a swift and hard backhoof against Rose's face, leaving a large bruise and some blood coming from Rose's mouth.

"Why?...WHY?!!!!" Mint was infuriated. "I figured you wouldn't remember me, but I thought...I hoped you'd remember what you've done!"

Mint walked over to another side of the room. "Maybe you need to understand." Mint then flicked a switched and the darkened room was illuminated. Rose's eyes shot open at the scene in front of her. There was more than one body. Besides Vanilla Swirl, was another mare. A green unicorn who looks like her limbs were torn from her body and her throat was slashed to the point of near decapitation.

"F-f-f-flora!?" Rose's eyes were tearing up and she was becoming more terrified.

"Maybe you need to meet the rest." Mint giggled, grabbing Roses body, spinning her around the room.

As Roses was forced to look around the room, more horrors awaited her. An orange pegasus mare, with a torn face was nailed to the wall, large, rusty looking nails embedded in her hoofs, wings and finally throat. The last was black earth mare who looked like she was set on fire repeatedly. The only recognizable thing was her charred cutie mark that was in the form of a small flower.

"Grace...Lily..." Rose's tears wouldn't stop.

"All of them are here." Mint said."They missed you."

"Diamond Mint..." Rose finally remembered. "I-I-I didn't mean to..."

"Funny thing." Mint interrupted, looking at the other corpses. "They all said the same thing." She then walked behind Rose, her wings were tightly tied to cut off circulation. "But I learned a long time ago that anypony will say that when they're getting hurt. But I haven't hurt you yet." Mint took a hold of Rose's wings, the sudden pins and needles feeling spread through Rose's body as she felt her wings being pulled on. "Let's change that." Mint's smile could make Rose's blood run colder, but she couldn't see it.

"Please stop." Rose begged. "You don't have to do this."

"It's funny." Mint laughed. "I said the same thing to you and the others. But you didn't stop. So why not make it even."

Mint took a firm grip on Rose's wings, propped her hind leg against Rose's back and pulled harder and harder.

"Please stop!" Rose kept crying in pain. "It hurts, it hurts so much!"

"But we're almost done!" Mint said with joy and ecstasy.

In a final, quick pull, Rose's wings dislocated and the muscle, flesh, and tendons were tore, ripping from the body and the wings dropped to the ground. Blood hemorrhaged and shot out of the severed joint.

"It hurts! It hurts!!" Rose wouldn't stop screaming in pain.

Rose couldn't be happier. Rose's blood was a beautiful crimson that plastered on her face and ran down her body. Mint was getting tingly feelings all over where the blood trickled. Mint's body felt hot, her hooves couldn't help but move down toward her lower lips, which was already getting wet. The feeling of Rose's blood flowing over her was getting her hot and aroused. But she was no where near done.

"It seems you're not having fun." Mint teased. "I can fix that."

Rose was too focused on the pain to hear Mint but still say her walking over to a small table. The blood covered Mint terrified Rose.

"Please let me go!" Rose begged again. "I won't tell anypony, I swear!"

"I know you won't." Mint replied.

"Please. Don't do this!" Rose kept begging, but to no avail.

"Ah here it is!" Mint said with joy. "I hope you don't plan on having children."

Mint walked back towards her, revealing a long green unicorn horn. The tip was sharpened and the sides were hacked at. The horn looked very jagged and sharp.

"Normally, I'd get this nice and wet for you." Mint teased. :But I don't want to cut my tongue."

"Wait!? You're not going to?!" Rose tried to struggle but was unable to.

Mint's azure magic took a tight grip of Rose's legs, parting them so she would have access to Rose's innocent looking pussy. Mint wasted no time and slowly began licking the lips, parting the lips with her hooves and tongue. Rose's body immediately reacted to the sensation and tried to jerk her body away to no avail. Mint's tongue made quick work of Rose's pussy. Moving in and out at a fat pace while lapping up juices.

"It seems you're ready." Mint chuckled, floating the jagged horn towards her.

Rose couldn't say anything, she was at loss for words from her fear. She could feel the sharp point of the horn poking at her opened lips.

"Please stop." Rose tried begging for the last time.

Mint gave no reaction. Only looked up at Rose with a most sickening grin. Before Rose could say anything, Mint shoved the sharp horn straight inside Rose's pussy. The sharp pain moved through Rose's body, small bits of blood began dripping out.

"It hurts! It hurts!" Rose kept crying in pain. "Take it out! Please!"

"I knew you'd like it!" Mint said with joy. "Then you'll love this!"

The azure magic aura covered the lower end of the horn and began to spin the horn at a rather fast speed. The sound of slicing and flesh tearing echoed out of Rose's pussy, along with more and more blood. Mint wasted no time and laid under the pouring blood, her hooves swiftly rubbing her pussy lips and flicking at her clit. The feeling of fresh, warm blood pouring on her was almost bringing her to orgasm. As Rose howled in pain and more and more blood bled over Mint, her hooves worked faster and faster until...

"I'm cumming!" Mint shouted, her pushed squirting her sticky juices on the floor.

Mint slowly pulled out the jagged horn, bringing more blood and small bits of flesh on the jags.

"I'm sorry." Rose began muttering, her eyes went blank and her mind broken. She remember what Mint was talking about. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sor--aaaaggghhhh!"

Mint had had enough and, using her magic, stabbed the sharp horn in the side of Rose's throat. Blood drained from her and flooded her lungs. Her face became pale, eyes rolled back and her body went limb.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!" Mint laughed madly, looking at the fresh corpse along with the older ones. "IT'S OVER!!! IT'S FINALLY OVER!!"

Mint turned and walked over the the same small table and picked up a torn newspaper article. The news paper only had one large article on the cover that read: Five Mares arrested for bullying of innocent pony In the picture was Diamond Rose, along with Vanilla Swirl, Flora, Grace, and Lily. All five were escorted by a small number of police ponies. In the corner of the picture was an image if Diamond Mint. Her hair was torn, her face had bruises and she was crying.

"It's finally over." Mint said one last time. Her horn ignited but in a light red, a dirty light red color.

Mint leaned back against the small table and held the newspaper close to her chest. Upon one last look at her victims, Mint smiled. Her spell now finished, Mint's head exploded, her twitching and blood gushing body fell over and soon went still. After killing her bullies, Mint ended her life with her victims body around. Her revenge was now finished.

Chremastistophilia

His skin felt itchy, well then again it always felt itchy around this time, but today was the worse. If he had claws, he'd be tearing his coat off. In the corner of a run down apartment, in a shitty dirty room that reeked of body odor and various chemicals was the large and muscular white pegasus, Bulk Biceps. He was huddled in the corner, twitching, and rubbing himself against the rough corner.

"Why did it have to be today?!" Bulk said to himself, sweat beading off his brow. "Why not next week when I get paid."

In front of Bulk was a letter, more accurately, a poorly scribbled note:

Sorry Bulk,

But I can't a resupply until maybe another week. And I was told you tried to take what little merch' we had without payin'. Out of respect and our long business together, I won't clip ya wings, but next time you bug one of my mares for a hit and have no bits, I'm gonna havta break something.

-X

Bulk knew there was no way he would get his hit now. He blew all his money on his last hit and the the landlord has threatened eviction more than once that weak. There was no way Bulk would get his bits...or was there. Bulk was desperate and desperate ponies do desperate things.

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"See ya later Maud!" Pinkie loudly waved off to her older sister as Maud boarded the train back to the rock farm.

Maud didn't respond, only a smile and a nod. But to Pinkie, Maud was shouting back with the same vigor as her sister. As the train pulled away from the station, Maud relaxed, or what could be called relaxing, in her chair.

'Today has been a good day.' Maud thought to herself. 'I got to see Pinkie again, we got to exchange rock necklaces, and her friends seem to still be taking care of her.' Then she mentally frowned. 'But I do hate when Pinkie tries to hook me up with a stallion. I know she means well but I have no interest in finding a mate. the farm needs work and Boulder is a hoof full to take care of as is it.'

As Maud pondered and was lost in her mono toned thoughts, Bulk was hatching his plan.In the baggage car of the train, bulk sneaked his way on the train. He painted his coat from a noticeable white, to inconspicuous dark grey. He made doubly sure to paint over his cutie mark. He looked more like a giant, moving rock. Bulk's plan was simple; go in, rob everypony on the train, and fly off before the police arrive.

"Oh Yeah!" Bulk gave one more war cry to himself before leaving, a small gun in his mouth.

Slowly making his way out of the baggage car, Bulk found the back of only one pony's head in the following car. This was good, no witnesses. Quickly making his way to the door, Bulk got besides the sitting pony.

"Hooves up! This is a robbery!" Bulk shouted at the pony, who made no reaction.

"Oh I'm sorry." Maud said, turning towards her mugger.

When their eyes met, Maud's eyes let out a strange sparkling. Bulk's massive body and dark grey color made him look like a giant rock. Something that got Maud's heart racing. Or was it something else? She almost instantly felt something warm lower in her body.

"Don't make me repeat!" Bulk waved his gun at Maud again. "Hooves up and give me all your bits. And you won't get hurt."

"So are you robbing me?" Maud asked, her expression showed no fear. Actually, her expression showed nothing. Except her eyes were still sparkling.

"What are you, stupid?!" Bulk said. "Give me your bits or I'll shoot!"

"I am being mugged by a large boulder." Maud said. "What's your name?"

"W-what is wrong with you?!" Bulk snapped. "What does my name matter? Hand over your bits!"

"That is so hot." Maud said, her tone remained unemotional.

"Wait, what?!" Bulk said.

"It's so hot that your mugging me." Maud repeated, her face held the faintest of red. "I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter."

"Okay, clearly this was a mistake." Bulk started to back away quickly. "I'll just leave and...bye..."

Bulk tried to run but Maud grabbed his rear hoof. Despite his size and strength, he was easily overpowered by Maud's strength. Like a predator that just caught its prey, Maud pulled in Bulk. Positioning Bulk on his back, Maud sat on top of the large pony's stomach.

"You can't leave." Maud explained, subtly moving her hips and up down Bulk's body. His fur becoming wet and sticky. "You were going to rob me of my virginity."

"What!? I never said that!" Bulk protested, but Maud wouldn't listen.

"That's right bitch! I'm don't want coin, I want some sweet pie!" Was what Maud heard.

"You're crazy!" Bulk protested.

"Why don't you get on my pole and ride it!" Was what Maud heard.

"Okay, just don't hurt me." Maud played along to her fantasy, completely ignoring Bulk's protests and attempts to escape.

Thankfully wing size was the only small thing on Bulk. His penis wasn't fully erect, but even at half mast it was impressive.

"See what you did?" Maud's fantasy Bulk told her. "I ain't even fully hard yet, what are you gonna do about it?"

"I'm sorry." Maud said, turning around to come face to face with Bulk's size.

"What do you think you're doing?" Bulk asked but it fell on deaf ears as Maud took a delicate grip of the half limp shaft.

Bulk let out a quiet yelp as Maud continued her hoof job. Despite her talent for crushing rocks with her hoof, she was surprisingly gentle; treating the penis as if it were a newborn foal. Bulk arched his head to look up, and assess the situation. What met his muzzle was the steaming, wet, and sweet smelling aroma of Maud's marehood, which by this point was forming a small puddle on his stomach.

"Time to give this plot hole a taste." The fantasy Bulk teased.

"Oh no." Maud played along, pressing her pussy against Bulk's face. "You brute, taking advantage of an innocent filly."

The sudden stimulus caused Bulk's little bulk to grow longer. Maud rubbed her face against such a magnificent cockhead. She figured the time was right and started to give it a slow lick, from tip to base; slowly up and down the shaft, always stopping at the tip to swirl her tongue around it.

"I'm getting limp here. Take it all down that tight throat-pussy." The fantasy Bulk demanded.

"Y-yes." Maud faked a stutter to sound cute...it ended up sounding awkward.

But Maud still tried, her mouth opening as wide as she could and slowly made her way down the shaft. It wasn't until she was halfway down that she felt its head kissing the back of her throat. It was simply too long and too big, but not wanting to anger her fantasy attacker, Maud kept trying. Luckily, not having a gag relex ran strong in her family and so she was able to push the meat rod deeper in her mouth, curving it as it slide down her throat.

"Owhs ahh?" Maud asked but was too gagged and stuffed to speak properly.

But this also gave Bulk a weird sensation. Because of how deep Maud took his penis, its head was rubbing against her voice box; every sound she made sent a small pleasurable vibrating against the head. And with every bob of her head, her throat felt wetter and tighter. Bulk's face wasn't fairing too well either. Every time Maud would bob her head, she would shake her flank back and forth, forcing Bulk's muzzle to rub hard against her wet marehood.

"Enough of the foreplay." The fantasy Bulk ordered. "Now get your tight little flank on my meat pole and ride it like the slut you are."

Maud did as she was told and took the penis out of her mouth with a pop. Small bits of pre-cum and drool trickled from her mouth and her stuck out tongue. Not wanting to anger her attacker, Maud moved herself around and angled her sobbing wet marehood over the menacing cock head. Slowly, Maud eased over the now hard head. Its size easily started spreading the outer lips open, ready to swallow such a load whole.

"Hurry up. I'm getting limp." The fantasy Bulk snapped.

Just as Maud was about to lower herself, the sound of the nearby door opened up.

"Tickets? Tickets plea-" The ticket taker pony stopped half way at what he saw.

In front of him was a large grey pegasi with a smaller earth pony who looks as though she just shoved another little pony inside her. Maud turned her head towards the ticket taker. Her body was fully touching Bulk's, his full shaft was all the way in, down to the hilt. She felt as if he ruptured an organ but she didn't care. Maud was too deep in her fantasy now.

"Oh no." Maud continued her fantasy, leaning on Bulk and lifting her tail to show off her other hole. "Looks like you had an accomplice."

Dendrophilia

"Stupid Berry Punch!!" A young Mare shouted, tossing about her hard cider mug around, spilling a bit of the contents on the tavern table. "Stealing him away from me. He was my special somepony. When I'm mayor, your flank will get kicked out of Ponyville. Mayor is in my name, YOU HEAR THAT?! MY NAME!!"

"Uh excuse me?" The stallion bartender walked over to Mare. "You've been drinking a lot of cider, and though we appreciate your patronage, you're making too much noise and we have to ask you to leave."

"Excuse me?!" Mare asked in her buzzed anger. "You know who I am? I'm gonna be the mayor!" Mare then looked the bartender over. "And what's you name sexy? I'm sure you would love my future office."

"My name is Lucky Clover...but that's not important! Get out!" Lucky Clover shouted at Mare.

Mare wandered about the empty and dark streets of Ponyville in her near drunk stupor.

"Bucking Slut! Berry Punch!" Mare shouted and started crying a little. "She knew he was mine, or was going to be, then she had to go on her drunk run and fuck my soon to me special somepony. Bucking slut! I HOPE YOU GET PREGNANT! YOU WHORE!!"

After about a near hour of mindless wandering, Mare reached Sweet Apple Acres.

"Maybe there's cider there." Mare said, sneaking onto the farm.

After raiding the Cider cellar, Mare drank herself into a drunken depression. All her thoughts turned dark, all her hopes and dreams became depression and sorrow. Eventually, she couldn't even hold onto the mugs anymore and her body soon became soaked in cider.

"What's the point in going on?" Mare said to herself. "Maybe I should just end it now, nopony loves me."

Mare took another chug, and staggered out of the cellar, eventually wandering into the Everfree forest. Mare's drunken stupor was still a loud one. Shouts of sorrow and hatred towards her coltfriend stealing friend echoed through the forest. Eventually, Mare came across a large tree, but besides the tree was a small hut. It looked cozy and built into the tree.

"And who the buck would live out here!?" Mare continued her shouting and howling of sorrow.

Suddenly the door burst open and an angry teenage Zecora stomped her way out of her hut.

"What is this noise that howls like a mad Timberwolf Pup?" Zecora asked, then saw the drunken Mare. "Hey you! SHUT THE BUCK UP!"

"No! You shut up!" Mare argued the zebra. "I can shout in the forest all I want!"

"Only if you want to become some beast's dish." Zecora calmed down. "Do you have a death wish?"

"I don't care anymore." Mare's shouts became a crying stupor again. "Nopony loves me and I'm all alone on Heart's and Hooves Day for bucks sake!"

Zecora let out a deep sigh, and after a few moments of thought, an idea sparked. "Just because I can't let such a deep sorrow blossom, I maybe have the cure for your problem."

"Really?!" Mare's eyebrow raised. "And how would you do that?"

"First stop all your shouts and snaps." Zecora first instructed. "Then take a deep breath and relax."

"Okay." Mare sniffled a bit, still buzzed but was able to take a deep breath. "What now?"

"Oh roho wanaokaa ndani ya miti na mizabibu." Zecora chanted in her cultural language, several light and dark green rings of magic encircled her and the nearby trees. "Asafishe mawazo yake ya giza na hofu kutokana na hii akili mare."

The green magic then vanished within the trees as if they were soaked into the wood.

"So what happens next?" Mare asked, but then she jumped a bit when she felt something slither against her rear hoof.

"Just do your best to stay quiet." Zecora warned in a kind manner. "For I wish to not be woken up by your loud riot."

Zecora then closed the door and the sound of some kind of locking noise was the last thing Mare heard from the hut. Looking around, Mare saw that there were a lot of vines around her.

"Were those always there?" Mare asked.

Just then, Mare felt another slithering but this time it was up her legs and arms. Too late to get out of the way, Mare found she was being held down by the tree vines that lay around her.

"What the bu-" Mare tried to shout but her mouth was stuffed with a vine.

But despite the sudden feeling and molestation, the vines were sending a tingling feeling through Mare's body. The vines on her arms and legs were gently caressing and rubbing her and the vine on her tongue was sticky with some mind numbing tree sap. It wasn't long before Mare's body tingling spread to a now growing wet place. Only able to quietly moan and look behind her the best she could, Mare saw several vines were aiming towards her flank and holes. But they remained at that ready but none moved in.

'This is so disgusting!' Mare thought but her tongue kept playing and lathering the vine in her mouth with saliva. 'But why is this turning me on so much?'

The vines then seemed to notice how Mare was getting a little wet around her marehood. As if some signal was given, the first of the sap soaked vines struck at Mare's pussy lips. Sliding up and down between them but not penetrating them. Mare's body tingled with the sudden rubbing, shivers of delight ran through her. Without realizing it, she had already begun to move her hips on her own. Her lower lips becoming wetter and more aching for a deep thrusting. Swaying her hips to and fro, Mare was all but begging for more.

"It seems she still craves more." Zecora said to herself, watching from her window, her hoof wet and rubbing her pussy lips. "Let's hope this experience does not break this whore."

The vines pulled away and with a sudden thrust, ram one vine deep between Mare's tight pussy lips. The girth of the vine was less than an average stallion, but it reached her womb with one thrust and the sap that was soaking into her pussy canal made her body feel tight and hot. Mare wanted to scream, but the vine in her mouth and on her tongue could only allow a slutty moan to escape. The vine in her pussy began to pick up pace, becoming faster and faster with each new thrust. For some reason, the more it thrust, the thicker it was becoming, but Mare didn't care anymore. Soon a smaller vine, lubed with sap slowly began to wedge its way into Mare's tight tailhole. Slowly at first, but soon began to keep pace with the pussy's vine.

Mare's eyes were almost rolling to the back of her head, the vines were now holding her in the air and thrusting into her every fuck hole with such intensity, it felt as though she was going to burst. Would the vines even cum?

"She and I are becoming close to cumming." Zecora licked her pussy soaked hoof with delight. "Hopefully, like me, she can keep going."

Zecora waved her hoof in the direction of Mare and the vines became more aggressive. Small groves and bumps grew along them and while inside Mare. The sap slowly became less of a lube, and more of a stickier substance, making each thrust rougher and deeper feeling, and to add to that pleasure, the fines began to randomly twist and turn like a corkscrew while going in and out at a faster pace.

'Soooo close!!' Mare tried to shout but could only moan. 'If only these vines would-'

Before she could finish her though, another vine crept along her body tightly and ended around her next, slowly tightening its grip. Mare's eyes were fully rolled back, the pleasure was too much to take. Not only have the vines hit her most sensitive and pleasurable spots all at once, but found out one of her biggest fetishes.

"Ahhhhhhhh Mmmmhhhmmmm AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!'" Mare screamed, moaned, and gasped in the biggest orgasm she's ever felt all in one burst, that continued none stop for several minutes.

Even after her orgasm died down, the vines only went tighter, deeper, rougher, faster. They were ready to keep thrusting into Mare's sensitive, twitching, and barely conscious body until it would break. Zecora, already finishing her orgasm, licked her hoof clean of all her naughty juices she squirted and looked upon Mare.

"I believe she is done." Zecora then raised both hooves at the vines. "I better stop before she is none."

The vines responded to Zecora's spell in one final, hard, deep, thick, and sticky reaming into Mare's body. This sudden moment sent Mare's body into close to two or three additional orgasms. Her juices spraying and coating the vines a naughty, sticky, wet and smell. After that, the vines slowly lowered the now passed out Mare to the ground, removing themselves from her body.

"It seems I better bring her in before she becomes a beast's prey." Zecora stepped outside and levitated Mare's body with a pale, yet deep green aura. "I believe the ponies in Ponyville have something to say about this....oh yes, I hope you enjoyed your Hearts and Hooves Day."