Clop Fiction

La Violación snapped back into reality, as a brown unicorn's erect, veiny penis hovered right over her delicate head. To her very mild surprise, it was not dripping with semen, nor was it inserted into any gap of her body leading into her fleshy interior...yet.

"I'm sorry that I have to do this," said Jules, who was prepared to violate her against both of their wills. "I just really don't wanna lose my dick, y'know?" The filly gave her a frightened look.

Jules stood motionless and his vision was fixed on the quivering, terrified child in front of him, as he contemplated ways to get out of the situation. La Violación laid on the filthy wooden floor, barely ready to take whatever punishment she was going to receive. Her small, sleek, and shit-covered rump was sore and bleeding from the many other punishments she had received within the past year, while her tight, shaven, aching vagina was going through the same ordeal as her tarnished, unkempt, broken rear.

The two ponies were completely silent (aside from La Violación, who was whimpering softly) and motionless, and they remained this way for about three minutes before Chimmie spoke up.

"Are you going to make a move, big man?" said Chimmie, while staring intently at his sword, then taking a quick glance at Jules' rump. Vincent was knocked out cold with a mysterious spell just before Jules was let out of his chair, as Chimmie did not want witnesses other than himself.

Jules felt a shiver go down his spine upon hearing those words. He had to make a move, and he had to do it quick.

"Uh...yes." Jules let out a nervous sigh as he carefully laid the emotionally and mentally broken child on her back. She was defecating in pure terror, covering her already unclean tail and the floor around her in fecal matter. She had a case of explosive diarrhea, so that only added to the area of the mess. Quite a bit of it splashed onto Jules, mostly on his hooves and face, but also on his penis. He was trying to hold back nausea, not only from the shitty event, but also because he would have to torture this child further...or else he and his friend would be tortured for life.

Jules hovered right above the child, as his penis dangled right above her small, skinny torso. He swung it straight into the filly's mouth, and she sucked on it. She could taste her feces, combined with the taste of unicorn penis. To her, his penis and her poop were colored exactly the same, so it was odd that they tasted different. Nonetheless, the taste made her cringe, and she could feel a rush of chunky vomit headed straight up her throat. She had no choice but to swallow it down along with the somewhat hardened chunks of diarrhea which were and the semen squirting from Jules' urethra. Jules took unwanted sexual pleasure. The ejaculation was against his will. He couldn't stop it. La Violación could hear his moans from his orgasm, as well as his agony. He hated that he had to rape a filly, and the filly hated having to taste shit, semen, and vomit all at once, for the second time that month.

"Yes, yes, keep going, you filthy filly-fucker!" shouted Chimmie enthusiastically. He was sitting on his rump, furiously masturbating to the shitty oral sex he was witnessing. He was also shitting himself in pure excitement. He took it upon himself to stand up, smash the pile of sat-on feces with his hooves, dunk his penis into the smashed pile of shit until his penis was completely covered in fecal matter, then licked his smashed shit completely clean off the floor, then sat back down and continued masturbating, while the occasional chunk of shit flew in his face. It sometimes went into his mouth, and he had no problem with that. Whenever that happened, he just quickly and ecstatically swallowed it down.

La Violación continued sucking Jules' penis. A few minutes later, she could no longer taste fecal matter. She kept sucking anyway, she wanted to make mommy and daddy happy about the strong mare they made together. Jules eventually retracted his saliva-ridden penis from her mouth, and stuck it straight into her bleeding, burning vagina. He simply stood there, looking down and the terrified and panting filly that he just raped. La Violación couldn't stand the pain and tried to shit herself again. This time, however, she did not have a case of diarrhea. Instead, she had constipation. The brown, large and hardened turd peaked its tiny end outside her rotten, filthy, bloody, and desquamated ass cheeks. She didn't have the strength nor motivation to defecate the rock-hard shit, so she left it the way it was. What was going to happen if Jules was commanded to rape her in the buttocks? Surely anal intercourse would be impossible then, right? Of course, to Chimmie, nothing was impossible.

"Now, I demand that you stick your penis in her ass."

Jules gave Chimmie a quick, cold look of pure disinterest and mirthlessness. He turned his head back to the filly, whom was terrified and shaking violently. She knew what was going to happen next. Jules' expression seemed to indicate that he was wondering how in the hell anal intercourse would work with a lodged piece of shit stuck in the filly's anus.

Jules laid the emotional wreck of a filly onto her stomach, then slowly and nervously positioned himself for giving anal intercourse. He intentionally dragged out this process, as he was by no means excited about what he was going to do. He hesitated letting his penis touch the grimy, rock-solid shit. Chimmie, of course, was growing tired of waiting and shouted at Jules to "hurry up". Deciding that he would rather have infected genitals than no genitals at all, he eventually let his semi-erect penis rest just a few centimeters away from the solid, un-shat-out shit. A few minutes later, he grabbed his penis using his two front hooves (he was sitting on his ass) and rubbed his hooves up and down for about thirty seconds until his penis became fully erect. He then tried forcing his penis against the rock-hard and stuck piece of shit, in hopes that it would push right back up her rectum and into her colon. He grunted in pain for quite a bit as he kept trying to use his cock as a method of putting the shit back where it came from. Finally, after three minutes, the shit disappeared from view and ended up in the filly's anal cavity. She shrieked with pain and discomfort, as she felt the stone-hard, oversized turd grind its way through her anus, and ended up near the end of her colon.

A few seconds later, an unknown pony came bursting through the door. Everyone in the room (except Vincent, who was as out-cold as a woman snorting heroin) saw the unexpected guest. He (or she) simply ran away. Chimmie closed the door and demanded Jules to resume fucking.

Jules thrusted in and out of her rectum, the usual method of anal sex. He could no longer feel the shit touching his dick, so the exclusion of that made the anal experience a bit less unpleasureable.

Chimmie, whom was literally shitting himself with happiness, screeched with eardrum-piercingly loud delight. "NOW THAT'S HOW YOU DO A BOWEL MOVEMENT!"

After a few more minutes, Jules finally retracted his cock from La Violación's fragile, broken anus.

"Good enough for you?" Jules asked Chimmie while still staring into the filly's eyes, with a pinch of anxiety in his voice.

"Very, very! I enjoyed that performance, Julie-boy. You're a class act! But I'm afraid you're not quite done yet."

Jules could feel his heart sink. What the hell did this madman have in store for him next?

"You see, while I enjoyed that very shitty performance, I'm afraid I haven't quite laughed myself to death in a while. Remember my friend whom you murdered earlier? Well, I bet you'd love to spend some nice, quality, sexy sex time with him, wouldn't ya?"

Jules stood on all fours, then turned around looked Chimmie directly in the eyes. He couldn't refuse. If he did, he'd never be able to piss again. All Chimmie had to do was stomp his hoof on the ground with his eyes closed, and the corpse of the zebra from earlier ended up straight in front of Jules.

"Fuck it," demanded Chimmie. "Then I'll let you and your asshole friend go. Start with the neck."

Jules slowly paced his way to the exposed, fuckable neck of the zebra. Surely it would be easier to fuck a headless zebra in the neck than to fuck a constipated filly in the ass, right?

Chimmie stomped his hoof again. A batch of rock-hard, large turds appeared out of nowhere, lodged straight into the dead zebra's esophagus.

Jules felt a rush of adrenaline come over him. He needed to get him and Vincent out of there as quick as he could. He quickly stuck his penis down the bloody, meaty throat of the corpse. He let out a bloodcurdling scream when his erect, veiny, pulsing cock rammed straight into the turds, which felt like boulders. Chimmie chuckled to himself upon hearing his screams and watching his pain. The skin on the head of Jules' penis begun to tear off, and it was bleeding. He once again forcibly thrust his penis through the lodged turds, and his cock ended up being stuck between four of the turds. With the stone-hard shit piercing the soon-to-be-decaying flesh of his erect penis, Jules let out another horrifying scream. Chimmie chuckled louder than before, then shit himself again.

With a thrust of strength, Jules forcibly yanked and unlodged his cock out of the boulder-like turds. His penis was an erect, bleeding, and somewhat shitty mess.

Chimmie notioned Jules to stand still, then slowly walked over to the headless zebra. He carefully put the razor-sharp side of his sword right into the end of the zebra's penis shaft, which connected to his scrotum. He slowly made an up-and-down motion with the sword, slowly cutting deeper into the meat of the penile shaft until the penis fell clean off onto the wooden, moldy, shitty floor. All that was left of the zebra's genitals was a lone scrotum. Chimmie stabbed the zebra right in the scrotum, quickly twisting the sword to form a perfectly round, meaty, soft, easily penetratable hole. It was like a second anal cavity. He retracted his sword and ordered Jules to penetrate it.

The black unicorn got on his back hocks and tucked his mildly erect cock into the dead zebra's newfound scrotum hole. He thrusted as usual, though it was very odd to be fucking a man in his genitals (Granted, the zebra had only half of his genitalia intact) and as his penis became more erect, he could feel the zebra's sacrum.

Before he knew it, once he became even more erect, Jules' penis got stuck. Where, you ask? Why, in the sacrum, of course!

Jules tried to pull out his cock, but it was no use. He tried pulling harder, but it only caused him mild pain. He certainly didn't want to dislocate his penis, now did he?

"That's part of the process!" yelled Chimmie. "What's the matter, Jules? Got a boner? Ha! Ha! HA!"

Jules caught onto the fact that attempting to yank out his cock was only making him get a bigger erection, because since his penis was rubbing against something (In this case, a sacrum) he was unintentionally attempting to masturbate. But it was too late; he had a full-on erection, and it wasn't going to shrink anytime soon.

Jules cringed as the rock-hard bones dug into his penis' skin like a fist attempting to drill through a chest. Surely pain would make the erection stop, right?

Wrong. In fact, the pain got gradually worse, and when it did, his penis dripped cum.

Two minutes later, he ejaculated.

He ejaculated into a dead zebra's scrotum and onto his sacrum.

"Oh my god," thought Jules to himself. "I have a pain fetish."

His penis was finally shrinking. One minute later, his erection was gone and he finally slid his penis out of the zebra's bone and scrotum.

"Now, masturbate," commanded Chimmie.

With about five seconds of hesitation, Jules sat on his rump and grabbed his aching, bloody penis with his two front hooves, and rubbed his wounded cock up and down, slowly and calmly.

"DO IT FASTER, NIGGER!" barked Chimmie with profound glee and pride in his voice. As he let out the racist slur, a tiny piece of suit dropped from his anus onto the spot floor where he usually sat, which was covered with crushed shit and liquidy fecal matter.

Jules rubbed a little bit faster now. The searing pain of the loose skin being torn off his bony, bloody cock as he rubbed was nearly unbearable, but he had to do it, for himself and his friend.

Friendship...that was a funny thing to Jules. Not "ha-ha" funny, but funny as in puzzling. He never knew exactly what it was before, but he remembered the people in Ponyville, and how well they all got along. It seemed that, maybe, Ponyville had a lesson to teach, one that Jules wanted to lear-

"FASTER!!" yelled Chimmie, as he shit himself once more and laughed maniacally.

Jules rubbed faster than ever. The skin on his cock was practically shedding.

His penis bled even more, like a tiny, flowing river of red, thick water.

He could feel the warm semen rushing its way up the innards of his penis.

He rubbed more.

The semen flowed out of his urethra like a rushing waterfall.

He screamed in pain and orgasm.

The rush of semen slowly ended as it dripped out of his dickhole, and onto the floor in front of him.

It was over.

He and his friend could finally get out of this hell.

Chimmie stomped his two front hooves maniacally and laughed to the point where his lungs could have possibly scrunched up from lack of air. He laughed for about two minutes, then hurriedly breathed in for air.

"THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING! FUCKING FUCK FUCKING AMAZING!! YOU'D BE A DECENT SEX SLAVE, YOU BIG NIGGER!"

Chimmie was completely shameless in everything he did. His manner of speech, his public bowel movements, and his sexual atrocities. He loved everything he said, and everything he did.

"Does this mean-"

"Yep, you're free to go. Your just need to do one more job, though." Chimmie quickly walked over and stood in front of Jules, and gave him a passionate kiss. He forcibly stuck his tongue into Jules' mouth, then retracted himself. Jules could faintly taste feces. He'd definitely need some mouth wash after this whole ordeal.

"You two can leave now," said Chimmie, as he was untying a half-awake Vincent.