Trixie stars in: Animation Domination ****

Twas the night before Wednesday and all through the house,

no creature was clopping, not even a mouse.

Before you could find Dawn banging Pikachu,

you went to the bathroom to get lots of tissue.

‘Twould be a long lonely night, just Willy and Fred,

whose five magic fingers danced on your cock’s head.

With soft gentle stroking you formed images,

pictures of Trixie, her moist packages.

Be it oral, vaginal or that perfect pert ass,

sex with that pony was delightfully crass.

With a huff and a shout you did throw that tissue,

you would not be caught jerking with sock nor shoe.

Tonight you’d summon Trixie with tricks up your sleeve,

a magical dampener from friends you believe.

Lined with thick lead and a strong leather strap,

you’d deliver unto Trixie the world’s best bitch slap.

With short incantations, a small pentagram,

you summon the pony in whose ass you’ll cram.

“Bow down, puny humans, for Great Powerful Trixie.”

“No,” you reply to that cruel fat blue pixie!

“Tonight I shall fuck you ‘til your face turns blue!”

“How dare you insult me you fat ugly shrew!

Prepare for your punishment, I’ll bury you in scat!

You’ll beg for an end once on you I have shat!”

Out flies your large boot with well-placed steel toe,

up to her jaw it collides, K.O!

Like virgins at con’s, she’s forced onto the floor,

unconscious and willing, per rule thirty-four.

You fasten the lead-cone on her rigid horn,

a solid stiff bone of your own you adorn.

With ropes and some winches, and a pulley too,

you truss that slut up and you leave her to stew.

With toys and with whips and with plenty Viagra,

you prepare to fuck ‘til her tears dwarf Niagra.

Finally, at long last, you’ll get your revenge.

On Trixie the rapist whose acts you’ll avenge.

She wakes with a moan, and a little rump shake.

You jam a bit gag in once she is awake.

“My little slutty, now vengeance I’ll take!

I’ll fuck you all night, don’t think it’s a mistake!

I’ll buck fore ‘n aft watching that fat rump shake.

And don’t you dare scream, or my lube I won’t take,

so shut the fuck up for your poor rectum’s sake.”

Trixie did wiggle and tremble and roar,

before you did know it t’was pre-cum galore.

She was so damn sexy, as hot as can be,

‘mere sight of her whimpering brought you to a knee.

Fiercely and vicious, her sex you did take,

with tongue and a finger and your foot-long snake.

She cried and she whined and she moaned a lot too,

you did not care, she t’was enjoying your screw!

She clenched, she climaxed and clopped onto you,

those sweet pussy juices the ultimate stew.

You spent and recovered, a dozen times over,

until you did pause, your poor dick to recover.

You brought out a shaver and several large whips,

you paddle that fine ass with bare fingertips.

She squeals and she begs as that first whip did crack,

deep gashes left with every bitch smack.

Being no monster you know what to do,

you strap a large dildo in her coochy-coo.

She screams and she struggles and orgasms more,

you lift up the shaver you left on the floor.

With buzzing and whooshing and a wicked smile,

you shave off her flanks in a small hairy pile.

Her brilliant cutie marks lie scattered galore,

a purpose in life she won’t have anymore.

Admire your craftsmanship,find her back door,

you thrust in quite deeply in your opal whore.

With rhythm aplenty she matches each thrust,

clenching down hardly with a bestial lust.

The whimpers turn louder, a monstrous chant,

you pull out mid-orgasm, let her decant.

You tighten the ropes in the throes mid-orgasm,

make sure she knows it is not your altruism.

Spread eagled in mid-air a shoulder did pop,

making her climax, ‘fore last one did stop.

You pluck her, a bowstring, dangling mid-air,

before you re-enter you yank on her hair.

A handful is ripped out, quite silky and soft,

it falls to the floor in a big bloody tuft.

You grip again harder, she bucks down on you,

pushing your member, deeper on cue.

You explode inside her, she climaxed again,

Her libido insatiable, her eyeballs do spin.

You circle around her and in her eyes stare,

you rub one more out, shoot it into her hair.

She comes around slowly and glances at you;

fear, despair, longing, common sense she’d eschew.

She mumbles and drools, bucking forward a lot,

glance down at her pussy, so juicy and hot.

You grin and acknowledge that wonderful mare,

Who is the sole pony for whom you did care.

If brutal and rough is the name of the game,

You’ll fuck her thrice nightly until she’d proclaim.

“I’m the Great Slut Trixie, my Master’s new toy,

I buck and I suck, and I fuck my strong boy!”

Yes, you can see, she’s beginning to break,

What began as rape was her biggest mistake.

Deep in her eyes you read it like a book,

You’ve broken that slut like a cheap off-brand Nook.

She craves only semen and your rigid shaft,

She thinks only of your glans, neck, and thick haft.

Brutally you fuck her again for good measure,

Abruptly she cums passing out in her pleasure.

Brought down from the ropes and laid flat on the bed,

You stroke and you tease with your wet rigid head.

You trace all your cum atop her smooth blue coat,

Removing her gag, you prepare to deep throat.

Trixie wakes gently, a gleam in her eye.

“Fuck me more, Master, or I’ll surely die.

I’ve never known pleasure so great or so vast,

As when you did fuck me in my tight young ass.

Please, master, do fuck me or I’ll surely die.

I want no more partners, but you and I.”

“Yes, little Trixie, it pleases me greatly,

to see you submit as you have done quite lately.

You’re but a pony and I am a man,

faster and stronger and smarter I am.

So as my bitch, I’ll continue to fuck you,

But you’ll submit, and nopony else screw.”

“I’ll scratch you and bite you and fuck like a horse,

but total submission tis par for the course.”

The proud boastful pony, for moment still sat,

Until it’s mouth opened and these words it spat:

“No human nor pony nor beast from a zoo,

has ever fucked Trixie like your dick can do.”

“Please, master human, to you I submit.

My pussy is yours, my revenge I remit.

Use me, abuse me, discard of me too;

never will you find one loyaler to you.

You own me now, please, summon whenever you can,

Fuck, rape, and whip me, you’re one hell of a man.”

Anon - “never did poems end with boners so raging; i'd fap if i had time, my penis is paging”

Equestrian Sexual Rating Board in: Nothing Could Beat That Last Short F/F ***

“Hello everypony, this is Rainbow Dash, three time champion of ‘Most Fuckable Mare in Equestria.’ I come to you today with an important Public Services Announcement.

“Wait! Do not go! For there’ll be a reward, if you sit through my lecture I’ll fuck your plump gourd. As you can see, I like to rhyme too, I would blame Zecora were she not trapped in a zoo.”

Dash coughs several times and mumbles profanities to someone off camera. She tears down a cue card and stomps on it.

“Where was I? Ah, yes. Some ponies asked about the ESRB - The rating Board that determines how brutal our sexual acts against humans are. As everypony knows, humans don’t exist. They are mythological creatures. As such, under the Wyvern Accords and Bigfoot Treaty, mythical creatures are not protected under Equestrian laws.

“But Dash, some ponies ask, thinking I’m not up to the—Celestia damn it Pinkie! You fuck with one more of my prompts and I’m gonna fuck you with Scootaloo’s Scooter!”

Dash stares off camera and faint whining is heard, then a cheer. “See? Scootaloo’s tightening it up so I can jam it further in! Now buck off! This is my chapter, damn it!”

“Sorry, everypony, Pinkie and Pinkemena are sad their last human died. He bled out on the carpet no matter how hard she t—GET THE BUCK BACK HERE!”

Dash flies off camera and loud noises are heard. Twilight steps out and addresses the camera while Pinkie moans loudly and passionately off-screen.

“Ahem, sorry everypony. Sometimes I think all the ponies in this town are crazy. So, the ESRB rates each clop from one * to five *****. What does that mean for us?

“Let’s take Scootaloo here. She’s a clever girl and knows that a dick belongs in a vagina. However, she doesn’t know that you can shove your cock into that cunt until it bottoms out, or that you can spew cum up into a human’s nasal cavity.

“To ensure her innocence be preserved until she reaches the age of consent, which is fourteen in Equestria.” Twilight winks, and Scootaloo jumps up waving on camera for a second. “We forbid any such graphic, lewd descriptions of clop in a * star clopedy. That’s a portmanteau for clop and comed—

Twilight stares off camera for a moment. “What? Who doesn’t know what a portmanteau is? Don’t be ridicul—Well don’t yell at me, Dash! You should know better than to stand in Pinkie’s splash zone!”

Twilight throws her hooves in the air. “It’s the giant yellow zone with black stripes! Damn it, Dash, I’m a princess not your cunt-butler!”

“Sorry, everypony, but that’s a good example of a two-stap clopedy **. You see, with some more graphic language, but no lewd content. Or perhaps, some sexually accurate descriptions like Doctor Whooves thrust his firm yet gently, fuzzy cock deep into Twilight’s pussy. A two star clop is the kind of clop you share with little Scootaloo here, when she turns fourteen in a week.”

Scootaloo begins hopping up and down in front of the camera again, a faint glint of light reflecting off her damp hooves.

“Next is the ***, or average clopfic. This is satirical, comical, and pure genius! The author, a handsome young stallion who is looking for a suitable mare—Don’t give me that look, dammit! We both know you were up until four A.M. last night imagining me and Vinyl in a five-way!”

“HEY! Don’t you dare walk away from the keyboard! Sit your scrawny—I mean well-toned ass back down, human!”

“Ahem. Anyway, clop along the lines of Doctor whoves shoved his flared cock down Twilight’s throat, blocking her airway. Celestia’s horn stabbed deep into the folds of her wet pussy, piercing her cervix, and placing the unborn love-child of the gods in her womb. Twilight began to inflate into a large, pregnant balloon and spewed baby Discord out into a wet puddle.”

“Huh?” Twilight looks off screen. “Three what? Oh, was I supposed to be giving an example? Sorry ponies.”

“Next is four-star, here’s where it gets fun. Perhaps this: Lyra licked her lips and smiled at you. Her grin widened, and you found yourself paralyzed in fear. She opened up her mouth, slowly sucking you down her throat face-first. You came twice as she ate you alive, and when you reached her stomach you found Bon Bon waiting for you, legs spread wide open. You fucked Bon Bon, and all the while the tentacles in Lyra’s stomach fucked every orafice on the both of you.”

“Now, as you can see four star is getting pretty extreme, but let’s not forget five star, the grand prize, of that sexy young stallion author’s artwork. Chrysalis slapped the cat-o-nine tails across your base ass, cutting deeply and ripping flesh off. Your unfamiliar pony body she had trapped you in screamed in pain. The large throbbing tentacles from her horn pulsed in your ass, pussy, mouth, and dick. She was fucking you beyond all recognition, and to your shame, you were enjoying it. You looked up at her with a deep longing in your eyes, and Chrysalis knew in that moment, you wanted her to fuck you to death over the next 14-27 years.”

“Last but not least, are the other tags. M for male, F for female, Mp for stallion, Fp for mare, C for consensual, and NC for non-consensual. Oh, also, the author wanted me to give out his number. It’s 867-5309. Ask for Jenn—”

Twilight looks off camera, and stars to sprint towards the screaming. “Dammit Dash! What’d you expect after you fucked Pinkemena Diane Pie?!”

“Pinkie! Put the knife down! You pull that knife out of Dash’s pussy right this instant, Pinkie!”

Scootaloo begins jumping in front of the camera again. She grabs the lens and pulls it down. “Hi everypony! I have a special message from the author. He says, if you get his “Twilight and Vinyl's wildest Three-Way” story featured, he’ll add me to the next chapter! He says that bronies are really nice, and you’ll teach me how to pop cherries, and eat your vanilla frosting, and he even says you’ll give me rim jobs! I’ve never had sex before, but I bet it’ll be tons of fun! So, go ahead, go upvote his other clopedy. It’s actually canon with this universe!

“Please, go upvote. Think about all the sweet, moist, hot, sex you can have with Scootaloo! Oh, and bye bronies, I’ll be in my bunk.”

Scootaloo kisses her hoof and pushes it to the camera.

The camera cuts out to static.

Lyra in: Eating Out ****

Tonight was Lyra’s favorite. She got home from a lyre recital, knowing Bon Bon and her pet human would be playing predator and prey. This meant her human would stalk, corner, and nibble on Bon Bon. If Bon Bon was able to overpower and swallow him, he got to have any kind of sex he wanted with Lyra. If he didn’t, then Lyra would burst in and rescue Bon Bon by devouring her human.

Lyra crept into the house slowly, aware that if the human had managed to swallow Bon Bon, he might swallow her next. . .

Across the house, you crouch over Bon Bon. You bite deeply into her shoulder, tearing off a piece of flesh. You know Lyra can use her magic to heal it, plus Bon Bon has had four orgasms so far as you tear off chunks of her flesh. Oh, and it’s the only meat you’re allowed to eat in Equestria.... so of course you take advantage of it.

As you thrust into Bon Bon again, you cum deep inside her, filling her with your seed. She clenches down, and rides out her final orgasm. You stretch your mouth over her head, her mane both scratchy and tickly.

You feel your throat expand as Bon Bon’s head slides down it. She begins struggling uselessly, trying to free herself. You know it’s no use. She can’t escape now, and will spend the next eight to sixteen hours climaxing in your enchanted stomach. Her hooves slide down into your throat, pinned against her side.

Her slick, damp fur feels amazing as she slips further down your gullet. You feel her head hit the sphincter above your stomach. You shudder in excitement as her back legs enter your throat, and you get a good taste of her soaking wet pussy. It’s sweet, like a candy, and her four legs writhe around in your throat.

You notice a few squirts of cum fly out of your dick as a small orgasm passes. You lay on your back for a moment, with a large bulge in your belly where Bon Bon rests. You feel her spasming, likely orgasming, inside you.

You get up and hide behind the door frame. You know this means you win, and that you can have sex with Lyra any way you want. You decided you know just the thing to do: You’re going to swallow Lyra too, and sleep while the two ponies fuck inside your stomach all night long. Maybe you’ll swallow the mail mare when she stops by in the morning, and they can have a threesome in your stomach.

You smile in anticipation.

Lyra comes around the corner and you leap on her, pinning her with your sheer weight. She looks at you, eyes wide as dinner plates. You hold her neck down, so you can choke her if she tries her magic.

“I win, Lyra!” you shout.

“I—damn, Bon Bon, I really wanted to fuck you tonight,” Lyra pouted.

You smile widely. “You’re in luck. For my sex with you tonight, I want you to fuck Bon Bon!”

Lyra smiled. “Really? You’re going to regurgitate her early?”

“Nope.” You chuckle and smile widely. “You get to join her until morning.”

Lyra gasps, but you waste no time shoving her head into your mouth. You clamp your teeth down around her throat, your message clear. While her magic shouldn’t work from inside your enchanted stomach, you keep a firm grip and deprive her of a few breaths of air in case she decides to go down fighting.

You feel her twitching and gasping for breath. You open your mouth to let air in, and as soon as she inhales you swallow her whole. She slids in down to her shoulders, pinning her forehooves to her side.

Her horn lights up and you feel your throat tingling. You grab her tail with one hand and shove your fist in her pussy. You shove her down your throat in one swift movement. Your hand slides into her pussy, and she clenches fiercely down on it.

You struggle for a couple minutes as she has an orgasm, finally getting your hand out. You swallow the rest of her, savoring her hooves until you make the final swallow.

You grab a magical vibrating pussy Lyra created for you, in case of a lonely night. You place it on your cock and lay down near the window, allowing the setting sun to warm up your large belly.

As your cock is gently massaged by the magical pussy, you feel the two ponies in your stomach shifting.

You feel Lyra’s legs. She starts rocking one back and forth, deep into Bon Bon’s pussy. She then rotates in your stomach, and you feel both pony’s heads licking each other’s wet snatches.

You start shuddering as your near orgasm. You can feel Lyra’s horn as she creates magical vibrating dildos, butt plugs, and continues to lick Bon Bon’s cunt.

You’re so close to climax, and you feel the two beautiful mares in your stomach expl

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502 Bad Gateway

nginx/1.1.19

Represent, Knighty. Haters gonna hate.

Author's Note

Want more? I wrote a 16k word Forced Pony Sex chapter. It stars Twilight and Vinyl. It was so long, I made it it's own story.

View Twilight and Vinyl's wildest Three-Way. I wrote it exactly like an FPS chapter. Plus, you'll get to read about Scootaloo's first time for upvoting. d'awwwww!

Go do your civic duty for cloppers everywhere. A "Which Pony Should Be Next" poll will also be posted, as soon as my ~~blackmail~~ ~~extortion~~ bribery of the featured box is complete.

disclaimer: I have no soul, therefore guilt trips will not work. kthxbye.