Clop Fiction

sweet apple acres

"Big sis, where ya goin'?" asked Applebloom.

"Ah gotta run ta the outskirts of the Everfree Forest, alone," replied Applejack. "Ah promise I'll be alright."

"Why's that, sis? I don't want'ya ta get hurt by..." Applebloom gulped in fright. "...monsters!"

Applejack chuckled, then ruffled her little sister's mane playfully. "Ah'm just goin' right outside the forest ta pick up a book Twilight left behind when she went there for her research. She's busy studyin' right now, so I'm gonna get it and bring it to Spike."

"Ahl'righty then, come b'yack soon!"

"Ah will, little sis."

thirty one minutes later

Applejack was at the edge of the Everfree Forest, looking for the book Twilight lost.

"Hmm...she said the last place it coulda been was by'a little hut..." Applejack took her sight off the ground and looked forward, only to find...a little hut. Applejack could hear a somewhat faint noise coming from it. It was a little concerning, but she chalked it up to the fact that it was ran-down, so it could've been creaky floors. Applejack turned her attention to the ground again as she continued to seek the lost book.

"Ah-ha! Found it!"

Just as the "it" escaped from her redneck, apple-munching lips, she heard an ear-piercing scream coming from the supposedly abandoned hut.

Without a second thought, she charged straight through the front door and into the living room. Her sense of smell was blasted with the foulest of odors, a combination of so many filthy odors, one could not simply name them all. But the only thing worse than what she smelled was what she saw; A yellow unicorn shitting himself all over the floor, but what really shocked Applejack was the other thing she saw; A child, probably around Applebloom's age, being horribly violated; A large, brown stallion digging his way into the child's precious genitals.

Applejack secretly hated niggers.

She just saw a nigger rape an innocent child.

She wanted to kill that nigger.

When she was a young filly, probably around 4 years old, a nigger almost kidnapped her. A swift kick to the balls rendered him incapable of movement. About a week later, Applejack was reading an issue of "Ponyville Daily". On the front page, it said the Equestrian Knights Force arrested him for raping a foal to death, then executed him four days after his arrest. Served that nigger right.

Snapping back into reality, Applejack ran away. She ran back to Ponyville as fast as she could in order to get help. There was no way she would take that guy and that nigger alone.

fourteen minutes later

"HELP! HELP! THERE'S A NIGGER RAPING A CHILD IN THE FOREST!"

Nearly everyone in the square turned their eyes onto Applejack. Twilight looked out the window of her treehouse. She heard Applejack's plea. She walked out and questioned Applejack.

"AJ, what's this about a nigger?"

"Ah saw one! With ah big afro on his head that was this big!" Applejack made a circle in the air with her two front hooves to form an over-dramatization of the size of the nigger's afro. "Just like all them niggers wear! HE WAS FUCKIN' THAT CHILD RIGHT IN THE ASS AND YOU'RE JUST STANDING HERE ASKING ME QUESTIONS!!"

"Oh...fuck. AJ, don't hate me for this, but..."

"But what, Twilight?"

"I know who you're talking about. I saw him today. He was with some white unicorn, they had amnesia, so I gave them lessons on-"

"Ya taught that nigger some magic?"

Twilight nodded.

"Ah can't believe ya did that, Twilight. Ah jus' can't believe it. Here ah thought you didn't like them evil watermelon-crop-emptying pieces ah shit."

"AJ, I didn't know the nigger was a rapi-"

Applejack turned her gaze away from Twilight and onto the crowd of citizens around her. "Follow me, everypony! We've gotta save that poor child, and ah mean NOW!" Applejack folded her cowboy hat into a KNC (Kill-Niggers-Club) hood; it was cone shaped, and had two holes for the eyes. When it was shaped like a regular cowboy hat, the holes were hidden inside the brim. She, along with pretty much the entire population of Ponyville, ran to the edge of the Everfree Forest to catch - and hopefully kill - that stupid rapist nigger.

seventeen minutes later

Vincent and Jules were running out of the hut.

"I can't thank you enough, man. You saved my ass."

"No, I saved BOTH of our asses, at the cost of my dignity."

As the two mobsters ran away from the scene of the crime and deeper into the Everfree Forest, they could hear many, many, many other hoofsteps.

"Fuck, we're being chased, aren't we?" asked Jules, rhetorically.

"Hopefully not."

"They fuckin' know what we did, they know what we did..."

"Probably, the most we can do for now is just run, man."

The duo kept running. A few minutes later, they could no longer hear the (supposed) mob coming after them.

"I think they stopped," said Jules. "They're probably at that run-down shack thing."

"Keep running," replied Vincent. "If they start runnin' again, they're definitely gonna be headed our way."

meanwhile, at chimmie's place

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY?!" yelled Applejack. The mob she brought with her was wondering the same thing...perhaps this "nigger" wasn't there, and neither was the child. Most of the townspeople didn't know Applejack very well, so they thought she was capable of lying. They still stuck around, though, just to see where things went. They didn't come all this way for nothing. The majority of them were very, very repulsed at the condition of the home. Fecal matter caked the wooden planks that made up the floor. Dried blood and semen were splattered on the wooden wall. It was unbearable living conditions.

Applejack ran upstairs. All she found was a very bloody spot behind the desk in the only second floor room. She was growing desperate to find and rescue that child. She ran downstairs and ordered everyone to exit the home.

"ALRIGHT, EVERYPONY! I BET THEY WENT INTO THE EVERFREE FOREST! LET'S ALL GO IN THERE AND FIND 'EM!"

The mob stood still, murmuring the situation amongst themselves. Nearly all of them dismissed Applejack as a "freak", "racist", or a "liar", then slowly walked back to their homes. The only one who didn't move was Twilight.

"Applejack, I really think your old memory of almost being kidnapped is starting to play tricks on you for some reason. There's no "nigger" or child here, and I highly doubt they fled into a place as dangerous as the Everfree Forest," Twilight gave Applejack a comforting look. "Common, lets head back home and talk about it."

"Naw. Ah saw what ah saw, nuthin' ya say or do will convince me otherwise. Ah'm goin' after them."

"AJ-"

"Then ya'll can puss out and go back to ya homes, while ah'm out actually helpin' somepony."

Applejack took off into a gallop, and disappeared within the forest.

"APPLEJACK, WAIT!" Twilight rushed after her.

meanwhile, behind the hut

"Ha, ha. And you were gonna try to yell to them for help? Fuck no, you little scummy shit-sucking whore. You're gonna stay with me, or else you die."

Chimmie's had the filly's mouth covered with his hoof, along with his penis lodged in her broken, bleeding vagina. "You say one word, and I'll stick this thing so far up there, it'll go out your nose."

La Violación had enough of this. She wanted to get away from this monster desperately, even if it meant not making mommy and daddy proud. She kicked off Chimmie with her hind legs and unlodged his penis from her cunt. She broke off into a gallop and disappeared within the trees, going straight forward from behind the hut. Chimmie just sat there, watching her run.

"Goddamn, she was such a fine slut. But now I got the whole town into a rut. I made a nigger lodge shit up her butt. And now I know that escape will end the slut."

Chimmie marched back into the hut through the front door. He spawned his sword out of thin air again, and held the sharp, steel edge to his neck. He then pulled back the sword a bit, then swung it straight into his neck. His head flew straight into the air, with a smiling, happy expression plastered on its face, as it went tumbling down the stairs leading to La Violación's room. The monster was dead...at least, one of them.

La Violación kept running for her life. It was getting close to sunset. The forest was getting darker with every minute. While looking back, she ran into a tree, and was promptly knocked out cold. The last thing she heard before blacking out was the sound of approaching hoofsteps.

five minutes later

La Violación woke up in a forest clearing, surrounded by odd-looking earth ponies wearing skirts and masks.

She barely managed to whimper out a few words. "P-Please don't h-hurt me..."

The earth ponies didn't respond. It was as if they couldn't understand plain Equish! Even little fillies can understand it, why couldn't those big ponies?

One of the earth ponies, who was wearing a wooden mask that was coated green and had a sad expression and wooden horns which were curved downward protruding from the sides, stood right above La Violación. He seemed to be the leader. She was worried that he was going to rape her again. She couldn't shift herself because of the stuck, constipated shit which was forced back up her rectum. Her colon was in serious pain.

The "Green One" gently rubbed his left front hoof down La Violación's face. He then reached down to give her a long, passionate kiss on the lips. Their tongues were in each others mouths. La Violación's cheeks went rosy. Could she...could she have discovered love?

The Green One released his lips, and reached back up, staring straight into her beautiful, wet eyeballs. He started to get an erection, but tried desperately to stop it by thinking of horrible, horrible thoughts.

Thinking about them didn't stop it, so he tried saying them out-loud in his native language.

The rest of the tribecolts heard him. The Green One tried to stop them, but it was too late. The Blue One, who wore a wooden mask that was coated blue and had no horns, used a sharp wooden spear to impale The Green One through his chest. La Violación screamed in terror. She didn't know it was against the law of the Ranbuk tribe to take back orders.

The Red One, who wore a happy-faced mask coated red and had one horn at the top which point upwards, punched La Violación straight in the head with as much force as he possibly could muster. La Violación loudly whined in agony as she felt the searing pain of her broken lower jaw. The Red Walk stepped aside. The Blue One came up next. This time, he was holding a small strip of sharp wood in his right hoof, clenched like a human fist.

He raised his right hoof, directly above La Violación's head, blocking the blindingly bright sun from her view. She was whimpering in fear. She knew she couldn't get away. These monsters would catch her.

The Blue One struck the strip of wood straight into La Violación's raw, fleshy, nearly-mutilated vagina. She almost screamed in pure agony, but the Blue One forced her mouth shut with his left hoof. He twisted the pointy strip of wood, sinking it deeper and deeper into her stinging, bleeding genitalia. La Violación pissed herself, even though it hurt like the dickens since a sharp piece of wood was lodged within her tiny vaginal opening. Her urine was mixed with the blood from her aching pussy. As quick as he lodged it in, he yanked it right out of her terribly abused cunt, causing her to piss even more, even though it hurt like fucking hell. Since she still couldn't scream since her mouth was covered, she cried many many tears. It brought joy to the Blue One to know that he fulfilled his leader's orders...at least, one of them.

The Purple One was up next. He had a mask coated purple with an irate expression, and no horns. He seemed to be moaning, as if he were in pain from holding something back. He sat right on La Violación's head, her head stuck between his ass cheeks, and his anus making contact with her mouth. Unfortunately for La Violación, she was gasping for air as the Purple One sat on her face, thus, her mouth remained open and she could not close it. Before she knew it, she felt something sliding into her mouth. It was feces, of course. The Purple One had to take a shit, and La Violación was his toilet. The soft, mushy turds flowed into her mouth and down her throat like a waterfall. She was used to forced coprophilia anyway, so the taste didn't bother her much. The Purple One let out a loud fart as several tiny chunks of shit escaped his anus and traveled into La Violación's mouth. The Purple One stood up, and walked back. La Violación let out a desperate cough, gasping for air amongst her tears of agony from the pain of her searing vagina. All she wanted to do was go home, to see mommy and daddy again. This evil place wasn't home. She wanted to be with mommy and daddy, where it was nice and safe and clean.

The Orange One was up next. He wore a neutral-faced orange mask with one straight-pointed horn on the left side. He was carrying a golfball-sized rock. He crouched down to get a deep, long look at La Violación tattered cunt. He thought he could make it even worse.

He put his left hoof down onto her chest, with a firm amount of weight put on it as to be sure she wouldn't move. He raised his right hoof into the air, and swung it down straight into her tight, bloody pussy. The rock was now lodged in her small, fucking agonizingly-painful vagina. He still had a grip on the rock. He forced it down into her small little tunnel while her screams of sheer fucking agony were muted by the hoof of the Purple One. The Orange One continued forcing the rock deeper and deeper up her pussy, and it wasn't long before his hoof ended up shoved in there, as well. La Violación cried forcefully and nearly fainted from lack of oxygen. She wanted to pass out, because she knew she wouldn't wake up. She knew she would be with mommy and daddy soon. She just needed to let the orange monster end her. It didn't take long for the rock to reach her cervix, and for half of his leg to be shoved up there. He quickly and forcefully retracted this leg from the vagina, as he stepped back and the remaining tribe members watched her squeal and writhe in pain and agony.

As she let out one more stream of tears, she exhaled for the final time.

She closed her eyes, and dropped her head to the ground.

She stopped breathing only seconds later.

La Violación was dead.

meanwhile, jules and vincent continue their pointless running

"How much farther until we can stop?"

"Stop complaining, Vince. We need to keep going."

The two could hear hoofsteps. Someone was chasing them, fo' sho'.

"Keep moving."

"Muthafucka, does it look like I'm standing still?"

"Run faster, there's some crazy bitch runnin' straight towards us at full fuckin' speed."

"I'm running as fast as I can, and I'm pretty sure you are too!"

"She's getting closer, man, what the fuck should we do?"

"Why not, oh, I don't know, hide in those fucking trees to your right!"

Vincent launched himself straight out of the path and disappeared within said trees. Jules did the same.

"Keep quiet, don't make a move," said Vincent. "This is our only shot."

After about fifteen seconds, the hoofsteps were closer than ever.

"AH KNOW YA'LL HERE SOMEWHERE! COME OUT NOW, YA BIG NIGGER AND YA STUPID WHITE-TRASH FRIEND AF HIS!!"

Applejack, still wearing her KNC hood, stood still. She contemplated her next move for a second, then did a 360-degree turnaround. She didn't see her targets.

"Ah know ya motherfuckers ar'round here somewhere..."

The hidden mobsters remained silent. Applejack had a somewhat...curious look on her face as she looked at the batch of trees on the right side of the path. She slowly walked toward it.

Jules felt a bit nervous, but remained silent nonetheless. Vincent was quiet as well.

Applejack took a long gaze within the trees.

She saw them.

She didn't say a word. Neither did her targets.

She found the nigger and his friend.

It was time for payback, it was time to avenge that poor child.

She grabbed a blade that she kept hidden in the sack she wore around her neck, which she donned when she went to find Twilight's book.

"RUN, JULES!"

Jules sprang out of the trees, leaping over Applejack. She swung her small blade in the air, just barely missing Jules' back left leg. Vincent ran out a few milliseconds later, however, he wasn't so lucky; he was stabbed straight between the eyes, then in the chest, then fell onto his side, and was gutted by the blade. Jules took off running down the path as fast as he could.

As he looked back, he saw what remained of his friend; A lifeless, gutless body.

The racist bitch chased after him, next.

He kept running.

He never stopped for one second.

Neither did she.

It was an endless race to a finish line that never came.

No one ended up victorious.

They just kept running.