Chapter 2

Before heading to Cybertron, Sw33tie B0t and Optimus went too the Malt Shop, where they met up with Scooby and the rest of the gang. They then proceeded to order their favorite malts, a vanilla twirl with a side bucket of cum. "Let's all head to the malt shop." said Freddie the fearless leader of the gang, and so they did. Their newest mystery was leaving the gang in quite a rut, it was Season 4 Episode 32: "The Mystery of Nightmare Night". There was a ghoulish pony attacking Ponyville by the name of Nightmare Moon. She was absorbing all of the semen in the town through her nipples. This allegedly gives her immortality and turns her into Robo Cop.

“I know what we can do!” said Velma the brains and virgin of the gang. “Like what Velma?” Shaggy said as he reached his climax, jerking off under the table. “We can get the poop on the robot!”. “We poop on the robot?” Asked S33tie B0t. “Yeah you know get the straight poop ask questions, get information.” Velma concluded. “THAT'S THE DUMBEST SHIT I'VE HEARD IN MY ENTIRE LIFE YOU ANAL ENCRUSTED NIGGER LOVING DOUCHEBAG FROM THE EIGTH DIMENSION!” said Freddie.

Just then, an enormous Skygina ripped through the fabric of time and space. A large hand dripping in skeet came out and grabbed Velma pulling her into a different fucking dimension. It was pretty cool. “Let's all head to the Malt Shop.” Said Freddie.

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Twilight awoke from her slumber after her encounter with the enormous Roidshy and Jim Dale, both of which we will never seen again until Chapter 5. “Spike? Spiiiiiiiiike?” Twilight called out but to no avail. It was just than that she noticed Princess Luna sitting in the room on a throne of buckets, buckets filled with cum. “Good evening Twilight. Are you ready for The Quickening?” asked Luna in a strangely seductive voice. “The what?” said Twilight confused and eying the buckets of cum with great desire. “The Quickening is when we take you, stick tube into your vagina and fill it with Famous Dave's BBQ SauceÔ.

Just then, a loud murderous clap occurred as the walls surrounding Miss Sparkle lifted up before her. Before her, a large figure was casting a shadow upon her. It was Mecha Celestia with mechanical tentacles spreading out far and wide. The tentacles wrapped around each of Twilight’s limbs lifting her into the air, spreading her legs agape. The first tentacle entered her baby maker and the other in her pooper followed by a vicious insertion into her mouth causing her to gag. She rather enjoyed it quite much as the tentacles repetitively pounded every orifice of her body. Luna simply sat and laughed as she ate an apple incrusted with sperm. As Mecha Celestia and Twilight began to reach their climax both screaming with their raging orgasms, Mecha Celestia shot out gallons of BBQ Sauce into her bloating her causing her stomach become the size of a parachute. Twilight fell to the ground causing the room to shake, panting vigorously.

Only a few moments after Mecha Celestia and Twilights encounter, Mecha Celestia walked slowly over to the gratuitously large Twilight Sparkle and pushed down firmly on her giant stomach causing the Famous Dave’s BBQ SauceÔ to spurt out of her in a vicious scream. Twilight let out a blood curling (yet turned on) scream and her limbs suddenly limped. You aren t done yet my dear. Luna said just finishing her apple. Just then, the pools of Sauce recently expelled from Twilight began to take the form of three figures. After a few moments, the figures began to become noticeable. They were three Shining Armors made entirely of BBQ Sauce. TWILY! the trio yelled in unison. Twilight tried to crawl away but was ambushed post haste by the three of them. One of them proceeded to lift her up over him and sticking they re BBQ schlong in Twilight s Blood Spewer pounding her vigorously causing her to let out periodic moans of pleasure. Next, another Shining Armor stuck it in her shitter pounding her in unison with the sub-leveled Shining Armor. Twilight was elated beyond all words enjoying every second of her pseudo-brothers incredulously pleasuring her. Finally, the last BBQ Armor approached her front and stuck his dripping schlong in her mouth; it tasted rather well and would make a great steak sauce. The trio pounded her for another solid six hours and Twilight climaxed six times during it. “That’s enough my friends.” Luna finally said after jacking off to the experience during it. The Shining Armors than dispersed into puddles and flowed into her vagina. Come with me Twilight, there is much we must do now that you have transcended.” “I understand, my Princess” .

The next day Twilight and Luna had begun preparation for the establishment of Luna’s Enormous Cumsplosion Festival. As always, Spike was forced to perform all the manual labor while Twilight and Luna sat behind the recently established stage scissoring each other furiously and as everyone knows, where there’s scissoring; bad things follow.

The first they heard was a noise like a hurricane coming down from the north. The pines on the mountain creaked and cracked in a hot, dry wind. Twilight and Luna stopped as Twilight looked puzzled. “Twilight, sound the alarm. Call out the guard. Do it now!” ordered Luna in a calm yet worried tone. “What is it?” inquired Twilight. “Dragon….Dragon!!!” Luna’s warning was met with an extreme onslaught of panic as everypony in Ponyville scattered. It was a fire drake from the north. My own original dragon Blaug had come. Blaug swooped over the town with quick and fierce speed as he sprayed the entire town with a thick layer of bukkake. Everypony in the village encountered an intense feeling of mild irritation as the white juice plastered them from the heavens. Such wanton horniness was dealt that day, for this city of pony was nothing to Blaug; his eye was set on another prize. Unfortunately we will not know what happened to the Blaug sub-plot after this because just than he blew up into a cloud of jizz and cease and desist orders. Also, Peter Jackson was nearby swimming in a pool of money, bear naked. “Well that was mildly irritating.” Said Spike attempting to get a cheap laugh that didn’t even get a breath out of the canned laughter machine. Twilight than shoved a pole up Spike’s tiny asshole causing his skeleton to be ripped out of his skin (This somehow works).

Meanwhile, Lyra and Bon Bon were taking turns sticking their heads in each other’s vaginas. “Get yo ass back in there stupid bitch. Do you even lift?” Said Bon Bon who I’ve decided to give a stereotypical black man’s voice (So from this point on I am ordering you to read each of her dialogue with that accent in mind, give whatever voice you wish to Lyra but Bon Bon stays the same). “I’m tired of doing this though, can’t we just watch gay pornography or something?” “You talk back to me again imma pop a cap in yo ass dats fo real bitch.”. The two of them kept sharing random bickering until that is, Santa Clause emerged from the nearby chimney. “I came to fuck bitches” Said Kringle as he whipped out his enormous 16 inch white cock complete with a star on the end. BANG, Santa fell with a bullet wound to his knee as he let out a howling scream of agony and intense satisfaction. Smoking barrels, was Simon Belmont with a 12-Gauge Shotgun. Simon than proceeded to shove an oak steak into Santa’s jolly ass as he let out a ho of pleasure. “I’ve certainly been naughty my dear Simon.” Said Santa smiling through the pain of his bullet wounds. “Yes you have dear Kringle, you must be punished.” Simon pulled out his level 2 whip and proceeded to smack Santa’s jolly ass repetitively. Lyra and Bon Bon sat speechless. “Dees niggahs serious?” asked Bon Bon. Lyra than pulled down a zipper revealing that she was actually Scrooge McDuck this entire time. The house than blew up in a fiery explosion and from the ashes rose The First Gym Leader Brock. “Good thing I have my trusty frying pan” said Brock to himself as he went off into the distance.

Author's Note

Well still going somewhat strong not really been writing so please bear with me. My friends have been egging me on to write more so we might see more soon not sure.