A Full Tummy

I wake up in a cold sweat, breathing quickly and looking around panicked. I dreamed Berry was raping me a second time... but it was just a nightmare. I sit back in the bed trying to calm my nerves. I rub the sleep out of my eyes. My body still burned from last night’s actions, especially a particularly feminine area. I grimace and toss the blankets from my hind legs, looking at my bruised slit. I bite my lip, there is dried blood clumped to the fur around it, but no signs of his seed. I whimper as my eyes make an imaginary trail up from my pussy to my womb where his sperm was spent. I put a hoof on top of where I presume my womb to be and pray to any and every god I could think of, hoping none of my eggs took in his sperm.

A few tears form in my eyes as I remember last night, what if I am pregnant? What if Dusk Shine doesn’t find a way for me to go back to being a human and I’m stuck here? Should I tell any other pony what happened or do I just run away from Ponyville all together and try to live on my own out in the wilderness? Will anyone even believe me if I told them that Bubble Berry had his way with me? I remember when Solaris and I were talking he mentioned the Elements of Harmony and all of their Bearers, one of them being Berry. I lay my head in my hooves, my body shaking from sobs, who would believe some random mare over one of the ponies that saved Equestria multiple times? There’s no point, I need to live on my own, I would rather be alone and a mare for the rest of my life than be raped for endless weeks until a solution is found, if there even is a solution.

I get off of the bed and take a few steps to the door, too lost in thought to notice someone open it. A voice breaks through my state of contemplation, “Hey! You’re up! Feeling better? I brought you a basket of candy as a little get better present.” My throat tightens up as I look at Berry. My jaw shakes violently, closing and opening as I tried to scream or at least make some kind of noise but fear paralyzes me. He smiles and turns around, closing the door behind him with his free hoof. My hooves scramble away from him and I fall onto the bed I was just on as the lock turns with a slow, dreadful click. He has me trapped inside this room with him, and he brought more food. It’s my nightmare all over again, only it’s happening in real life this time.

I can’t speak, all the sensations from yesterday returning in force. It already feels like his hoof is keeping my muzzle closed and he’s pumping me full of cum again. In reality none of this is happening, he’s just standing a few feet away from me, that same playful smile on his face, a small bowl of seemingly innocent candy in his hoof.

He isn’t my friend though, he’s my tormentor. Keeping me from sleeping peacefully, controlling my thoughts with his simple actions. “B-Berry... please...” I finally gain control of my mouth after a minute of calming down.

One of his eyebrows raise and he takes a step closer to me, and instinctually I push back farther on the bed, trying to keep him at a distance. My back hits the wall with a sickening bump, but that doesn’t keep my panicked feet from trying to get back farther. He looks down at the candy bowl, “It’d be a real shame if you didn’t finish this candy, I spent a lotta time making it just for you.”

“N-No...” I choke out. Why is he doing this to me!? He takes a couple more steps to the bed, now standing at the edge of it.

He sets the bowl down in front of me and I draw my face away, I want nothing to do with candy for the rest of my life. This world or Earth I don’t care I’m never eating anything sweet again. The smile vanishes from his face, “I’m gonna give you one more chance, you should probably start eating.”

The tears start flowing down my cheeks. “Ple he hease... Stop...”

He puts a hoof firmly under my chin, forcing me to look at his face as he stares at me. His muzzle is only inches away from mine. The same menacing growl from last night reaches my ears, “Eat.” I shake my head violently, trying to get out of his grasp. He sighs, “Fine, you’re not gonna eat? We’ll just do this instead.” Oh no, what did he mean by ‘do this instead’? I struggle for a few seconds as he forces me to lay on my back on the bed. His body shifts and he brings his belly over my face. I watch in horror as his cock hardens before my eyes. I attempt to crawl away from him but his powerful hind legs land on both sides of my body.

His cock moves closer to my face and panic fills my veins. Please, anything but this, I’d rather eat five bowls of candy every day than suck him off right here. I reach out a hoof towards the bowl and mumble softly, “I-I’ll eat...”

His hoof slaps mine roughly, eliciting a small whimper of pain from me. “No, you’re not, and this is what you get for not listening. Now, suck.” I look fearfully at his cock. I can’t do this, I can’t. My lips feel like they’re super glued to each other and every part of me agreed I shouldn’t do this. He gently presses his tip against my closed lips, smearing his pre across them. My whole body shudders away from him in revolt. “Open.” He orders to me. I look up at his face and he looks down to me, all my crying and whimpering only earning a placid expression from him. He presses himself against my chin and he motions his muzzle downwards to his cock. I shake my head again, I am not going to do this, never again, I promised myself that last night and I’m sticking to it.

He reaches a hoof down and slowly caresses my cheek, making me look up to him hopefully. He smiles, but I could still see the seriousness in his eyes. He taps my cheek gently, “It would be a shame if you happened to trip and hit your face on the ground, wouldn’t it?” My eyes go wide. H-He wouldn’t hit me! Would he? Air whooshes past my ear as he draws his hoof up and readies a blow. In panic I immediately latch my mouth around the head of his cock. A fresh wave of tears come to me and I look up, wishing to everything he didn’t strike me. His hoof is still raised, poised to hit me. I move down a few more inches of his cock, almost choking as my body shudders and sobs around him. I close my eyes and I feel his hoof rest on top of my mane. “See? It’s not so bad.” I draw in shaky breaths through my nose as he thrusts into my face, forcing more than half of himself down my throat. Using all the willpower I have left I keep myself from gagging as he continues to brutally fuck my mouth.

His crotch fur brushes against my face as he hilts, my lips basically kissing his crotch now. He stays like this for a few moments before pulling out only a couple of inches and thrusting back in. He continues doing this, always keeping at least three quarters of his cock inside my throat. The only thing I can do from this position is hope. Hope he finishes soon so I can get his dreaded cock out of me. My mind is free to wander as he continues face fucking me. What if he decides to fuck my bruised slit again? Or what if he doesn’t leave my throat, forcing me to suck him off a second time?

He grunts and thrusts incredibly hard, pushing me a few inches into the bed and robbing me of the ability to breathe. I panic and push weakly against his hips but it’s to no avail as the head of his cock flares and he directly fills my belly with seed. He grunts and strains forward a second time, trying to bury his cock inside of me. I continue pushing and pounding on his hind legs but he probably doesn’t even notice as his balls empty themselves into my stomach. My vision starts to black in and out, I was going to suffocate on his cock and die. What a shitty way to die, choking on a horse’s dick.

His cock is suddenly pulled from my throat and I gasp desperately for air. He moves down so he is face level with me, that same smile on his face as he strokes my cheek with a hoof. “I can’t have you leaving on me just yet, there’s still loads more to do.” I wish I had choked to death on him, at least then I would be free of him forever. He continues to stroke my cheek, “Now, I didn’t want to do that, but I had to teach you a lesson since you didn’t want to listen. I don’t like hurting you, but you forced me to.” He holds my face still with his hooves so I can’t look away from him. “I’m gonna go downstairs now and get back to work.” He points over to the bowl that sat idly on the ground. “If that isn’t empty when I come back to check on you in an hour, we’re gonna have some more problems, and I don’t like having problems. Okay?” I nod weakly, I will agree to anything right now, I just want to be alone.

He climbs off the bed and starts walking for the door before suddenly turning around, “Oh, and if you’re gonna come downstairs, make sure to wash that off first.” He points to my crotch. “Blood smells kinda bad.” He unlocks the door and walks into the hallway. I listen closely as his hoofsteps slowly fade away and go beneath me. I wait a few minutes, staying completely still to hear if someone comes up the stairs. Nothing.

I need to leave. I need to get the hell out of here before he comes back. I can’t stay for another minute knowing what’s in store for me if he decides to come back upstairs. I rush for the door and throw it open, sprinting down the hallway to the stairs. I freeze at the very top of the stairs, Berry is walking around the kitchen with trays of treats. Shit! I forgot, he’s working right now. I look up at the clock mounted on the wall near the stairs, okay, I’ve got fifty-five minutes to search for another way out. I pace up and down the hallway, thinking over my options, a certain fur-crunching sound breaking my thought process. I look back at the source of the sound, my hind legs, I remember the dried blood and shiver. Shower first, I’ll still have plenty of time to escape.

I walk into the bathroom, looking at my tear stained face in the mirror. It could be worse, I told myself, at least he hasn’t hit me. I go to the shower and turn on the hot water, quickly submerging myself in its pour. A second after the water hits me, my wet mane sticks to my face and covers my eyes. I swear and pull it off my face. Jesus, I know it’s long, but man this is going to get on my nerves fast. I look around the shower for body wash, a few bottles laying around on the tile floor. Great, just great, I stamp a hoof on the ground. They have no body wash here, only shampoo and conditioner. I sigh and look down at one of my hooves, how am I going to wash this off?

I blink as I look at my fur. Oh, welp, that’s how. No wonder it was mainly shampoo bottles in here, because of fur! I chuckle at my own idiocy and attempt to pick up one of the bottles, my wet hoof only batting it across the slick floor. Damn it, this is going to be a pain. I really miss having hands, it just makes the little things like this so much easier. I look down at the other bottle nearest to me, okay, how am I going to do this...

I growl in frustration, after wrestling around with the stupid bottles and trying to pick them up with hooves for a few minutes I opt instead to just use my mouth and bite down on them to squirt it into my hooves. This is much more difficult than it seems, since standing on three hooves with one to the side of your mouth on a slippery tile floor means I am constantly falling over and wasting all of the shampoo available. I groan and lay down, fed up with these hooves and my inability to use pony things properly. I rest my head down on the shower floor, looking at the bottles with a sigh.

An idea sparks in my mind and I reach my hoof out and drag the bottle towards me. Why didn’t I think of this before? I put the bottle on my belly, then open it with my teeth, spitting out the nasty cleaner taste afterwards. I turn the bottle around and bring the top over my belly and squeeze, a long stream of the shampoo plopping onto my fur. I move the bottle down, bringing a trail of shampoo down my entire body. I can’t help but giggle as I use my hooves to lather it all over my body, this is kinda fun. I bring my hooves downward to my crotch, my giggles ceasing as I gently wash my secondary lips and the fur surrounding it. The blood washes out of my fur easily thankfully enough.

I shampoo my hair as well and then stand under the hot water, allowing it to free me of the filth that built up over the past day or so. I turn off the water and grab a towel, and over the course of the next five minutes I try and figure out how to dry myself. I am really not liking this pony body as of late, I mean I didn’t exactly enjoy it the whole time, but this is just aggravating. Personal grooming is a serious bitch if you aren’t a unicorn.

I shake my head, I have more pressing matters right now, escape. I walk down the hall to the clock just to get an idea of how much time I have left. I figure twenty to thirty minutes, that shower didn’t take too long. I turn the corner and look at the clock, my blood running cold as I stare at the small ticking machine.

I have five minutes till Berry checks on me. I watch as the seconds tick by on the clock, what am I going to do!? I just spent fifty minutes showering and I didn’t even realise it! I shake my head in disbelief, there’s no way I took that long! I blink and look up at the clock, only four minutes left until the top of the hour. I just wasted another minute thinking about what I am going to do! I turn and run down the hallway and into the room with the candy in it. Come on! Think think think brain! I see the window and run over to it, popping off the small metal lock and looking down. Oh no, that isn’t going to happen. It looked like an easy fifteen foot drop, may be even higher. I would probably break a leg or two, and I know what happens to horses with broken legs. I turn back and run for the hallway and to the stairs, I might be able to sneak past him or--

I hear voices from the kitchen at the bottom of the steps. “Yeah I’m gonna finish up these orders and I’ll be right out to deliver them Mrs. Cake, I’m just going to check on Petals first to see if she’s doing okay.” Oh my god no, I haven’t even touched the sweets. If he sees I haven’t eat them... I don’t even want to think about what he’ll do to me. I turn and run for the bowl of candy, panting breathlessly as I stand over it. The bowl is massive, there are seriously enough candies to feel an entire school in here. But I have no choice, Berry will be up here only minutes from now. I bend down and eat from the bowl, packing as much as I can into my muzzle and swallowing giant gulps of sweets as my herbivore teeth tear through the soft candies.

I force more of it down my straining esophagus as I hear footsteps climb up the stairs. Tears are already welling up in my eyes, I’m so close to done, please Berry, please just another minute. I feel incredibly nauseous, stuffing a party sized serving of candy into my stomach. I have to keep going though I can’t have Berry being angry at me. The hoofsteps come down the hallway and my tongue meets plastic from the bottom of the bowl, thank god I finished in time. I collapse on the bed with a heavy breath just as Berry opens the door. He smiles towards me, “Hey.”

I swallow the last bits of candy in my mouth and reply hesitantly, “H-Hi...”

He steps closer to me and I close my eyes, is he satisfied? I feel his hoof rest on my cheek. “I’m gonna go out for a little bit, okay?”

I nod. “O-Okay...”

He kisses me on the cheek, licking the small chocolate smears off the side of my lips. “See ya later.” He gets off of the bed and walks out of the room.

“Bye...” I mumble, leaning back against the wall and allowing my stomach to settle from the sudden intake of sweets. I lay a hoof on my belly, and sigh as I can tell it’s visibly bulging from the sheer amount of candy I just ate. If Berry keeps making me eat like this I can’t even imagine how much weight I’ll gain. I take a few deep breaths to try and calm myself, let’s focus on the good things for now. I mean, I did just dodge a major bullet right there. Maybe even a colonel bullet. I shake my head, no time for stupid jokes, Berry is leaving and this is my chance to get the hell outta dodge. I struggle up and out of the bed, I feel so sluggish right now, moving is a pain. I can’t rest though.

I walk down the hallway and carefully step down the stairs, ignoring my grumbling stomach. I reach the bottom and look around, seeing Berry and Mrs. Cake discussing something next to a counter with a couple boxes on it, probably the deliveries Berry is making.  Wait a second... Mrs. Cake! I can talk to her! She’ll probably know what I can do to get away from Berry! I wander around the kitchen, trying to kill time and also drinking from a small cup of water to wash the foul taste out of my mouth.I notice Berry walk away and he waves to me as he does. I wave back and give him a fake smile, as long as he leaves I don’t care what I have to do.

Berry trots out of the kitchen with the boxes on his back. I go to Mrs. Cake who is busying herself with some form of pastry. I poke her side gently with a hoof, “Excuse me Mrs. Cake, is it okay if I speak with you for a minute?”

She turns to me with her signature friendly smile, “Of course dear! How can I help you? Are you feeling better since last night?”

I don’t want to lie to her, but I couldn’t have her focusing on that for what I am about to talk about. I nod, “Yes, I am, thank you. But this isn’t about that, it’s about Berry, you see, last night--.”

She hops up and down, excitedly interrupting me, “Ohhh yes I heard! I’m so happy for you!” I freeze at her comment...What? She heard me being raped and she’s excited for me? She continues, “Berry has been searching for a mare for so long, and he told us about how you two got together!”

Woah woah woah, take a step back please, got together? What the fuck? I shake my head. “Mrs. Cake, I don’t think you understand, Berry and I aren’t together...”

She tilts her head. “What do you mean? He told Mr. Cake and I how you two hit it off immediately.” He’s telling other ponies him and I are a couple!? Shit, I couldn’t have him telling everyone that, then no one will believe me! She keeps speaking as I stand there in thought. “Are you two having your first fight? Oh I remember my first fight with the mister, we had this very silly debate over what we were going to name the store, but eventually we settled on Sugar Cu--.”

I shake my head again to interrupt her. “No, we aren’t having a fight! Like I said him and I are noth...ing...” The double doors to the kitchen swish open and speak of the devil, Berry is standing there with the boxes on his back.

He smiles towards us. “Hey, I just came back because I forgot one of the boxes, what’s all the chatter about?”

Mrs. Cake immediately chimes in before I can make up a lie. “Oh she was just telling me about how you are having some kind of issues.” I’m doomed.

He raises an eyebrow and turns his attention to me. “Oh? Issues? Honey I thought we figured all those out earlier.”

“I uh... I...” My brain can’t even think right now. What do I do? He had to have heard me say we aren’t together. I’m so dead.

He walks over to me and wraps a hoof over me. “Mrs. Cake, is it okay if I take a few moments to speak with Petals alone?” Please say no, please for the love of god say he has to leave and take those orders out right now. My throat feels like a knot and I’m already panicking as his hoof tightens up around me.

“Yes yes, go ahead you two love birds! Just make sure you get those deliveries done!” She starts humming a tune and turns to go back to work.

My jaw opens as I try to protest but Berry’s mouth keeps me from doing this as he locks muzzles with mine in a deep kiss. I’m in too much shock to do anything as his tongue dances with mine and we trade salivas for the first time. He pulls always with a smile. “Let’s discuss this somewhere else, shall we?” Before I can remonstrate he pulls me into the all too familiar break room.

He pushes me into the room and I’m too scared to move. Would it even matter if I scream out for Mrs. Cake? She will probably think it’s just us having a loud argument. He steps closer to me and my back hooves shake as the inch away from him. I whimper softly and look away as his hoof touches my face. “What were you talking to her about?”

“N-Nuh... noth...” I flinch away from him as his face nears mine. My eyes are still closed as his heavy snorts brush across my muzzle. The hot air from his breath tingled as it touched the cold sweat on my fur.

“She said you were talking about problems we have? What problems?” His voice is calm, but I knew just from the question he is starting to get angry at me. “Do we have problems? Tell me Petals, I’d like to know.”

“Please Berry I...” I start tearing up, what the hell am I supposed to do here? Can’t he just leave me alone? Does he not see this isn’t what I want? Does he even care about what I want? Am I just his little fucktoy?

“Hm? You what? Honestly, can you just tell me? You come in here, to MY home, I give you food, I give you a place to sleep, and now we’re having problems?”

My lips quiver and I can hardly hold myself together right now. “B-Berry... Why did you f-force me...”

He squints. “Force you? Did I force you to give me that BJ last night? Did I force you to swallow that load? No, that was all you sister. I don’t know if you know our culture here, but once a mare offers herself to a stallion, she’s his. YOU started this. You’re the one that wanted my cock inside you that badly. Now? Now I’m just making sure you’re filled because apparently you like it that way.” I shake my head and cover my ears with my hooves. It isn’t true! I don’t want to be filled! I didn’t... I weep into the floor. He is right, something came over me last night and I willingly gave him that blowjob. This is all my fault.

I hear him sigh and his hoofsteps find there way around me ever so slowly. He drags a hoof across my flank and onto my rear before lifting up my tail. I don’t even bother fighting as he mounts me and presses his cock against my folds, his forehooves resting gently on my rear. He rubs his flared head against the outside of my pussy, it presses against my small clit and I cry more as a soft moan leaves my lips.

He thrusts forward, thankfully gently, there’s no lubricant or anything this time and I’m dry because of displeasure at the current actions. Through my sadness I find it odd, rather than just fucking me he’s just rubbing his cock against me, barely penetrating at all. Another small moan leaves my lips as his motions press against a particularly pleasing spot. I gasp as he rubs against this spot again, and again, and again, causing more moans to come from my reluctant lips. He’s... he’s making me enjoy this!

I look back at him fearfully. He raises an eyebrow and continues his ministrations to my now moistening pussy. “What? Didn’t you hear Mrs. Cake? We’re in a loving relationship, so from now on I’ll make sure you enjoy this as much as I do.” Oh god, this is worse than being raped. At least with rape I can distract myself with the pain, but now he’s forcing me to enjoy fucking him?! I moan again, I can feel his cock start to get slippery inside of me because of my juices. He presses forward a little more with each thrust and my pleasure grows each time. I put a hoof over my own mouth to keep my noises inside. I hate this. I hate this I hate this I hate it! I’ve never wanted to be penetrated in my entire life and now even my body is betraying me!

He pushes deeper inside and his hooves starting rubbing circles into my rear, my eyes going wide as he does this. Dear god, how did this make me feel so good when I want to hate every second?! I pant heavily through my nose, never daring to let my mouth open lest I hear more of my female cries of pleasure. He finally hilts inside of me then slaps my rump with a hoof, nearly causing my mouth to break from its hold and scream out in carnal pleasure. The tip of his cock rubs up against the wall of my uterus and sends waves of delight up and down my body. I hate myself for it, but my pussy is now actually started to tug him back inside whenever he tries to pull out. Berry eagerly responds to my tightening walls by slamming back into my depths, making my eyes roll back and my insides just melt in warm pleasure.

I bite down on my tongue and keep holding my mouth shut. Whatever happens, I can’t let him know I’m enjoying this. It will be the end of me and my chance of going back to humanity if he keeps stimulating me like this. If he tells Dusk Shine I actually like being a mare, then Dusk would probably stop researching a way for me to get back, and I would be stuck here forever, stuck as Berry’s personal fuck toy. Berry’s hips slap against mine and I hold in yet another delight filled moan. My breathing gets faster and a sensation starts to well up inside my cock hungry pussy. I shake my head and try to throw the building sensation off me, but it isn’t working and the continual fucking just makes it worse. I’m going to have my first female orgasm.

Berry’s hoof slaps my ass again, his large balls rub delicately along the bottom of my nether lips. Jesus, the feeling this is giving me! I’m getting closer and closer, I can’t stop it. He’s going to make me climax! I hear him groan above me as our hips just constantly bash into each other. With each thrust and exit my muscles tighten and pull in more and more of him, desperately trying to milk him for the contents inside his balls. I’m reminded of how I felt when I blew him last night, I had wanted him so badly then. I don’t know what came over me back there, but now it’s happening to me again. My entire body is telling me that it wants, no, needs him to fill my cunt with his seed.

My hind legs start to shake, I’m so incredibly close and my nerves start to tingle and tickle all over my entire body. Down below, my pussy tightens to new heights, outright refusing to let Berry leave my inner walls. He obliges and thrusts harder and harder. Breathing through my nose isn’t enough anymore, and my mouth opens as a wave of pleasure rolls off my tongue. The moans keep coming and I rest my forehooves to the side as my built up pleasure is free to finally be heard. I pant breathlessly, utterly ashamed at my completely female sounds, mocking me for exactly what I am right now, a girl taking a cock and enjoying every inch of it. He hilts and stops moving, what the hell?! Is he going to make me suffer again? It’s already bad enough my body is liking this, I just want this to be over already!

I feel him lean forward, his hot breath against the back of my ear. He licks it gently, which normally wouldn’t cause me to moan in absolute ecstasy, but in my pleasure high state everything feels so great on my body. He nibbles on it, grinding the very tip of the top of my ear softly between his teeth. I bite my lip, it feels so good to have him treating me like this, to be completely under his control and helpless under his touch. God damn it female body! I need him to stop this right now, or at least just have him cum inside me so we can end this charade. “Berry.” I whisper.

“Hm?” he mumbles as he goes on tasting my ear. His cock remains still, but buried as deep as it can go inside of my quaking lips.

“W-Why aren’t you finishing?..” My brain struggles with a torrent of conflicting emotions. I didn’t want him to cum inside me, yet, I want him to finish! Every second he spends thrust inside me is another I have to deal with the reality that I’m a female getting fucked. Can’t he please just cum inside me to end this? My vagina also begs at me, I can feel it clamped around his shaft and begging me to have him fill my insides with his glorious cum.

Berry licks my cheek. “Well the last two times I did, you’ve cried, so why should I?” What? Is he saying he actually cares if I cry now? “If you want it so badly... ask for it.” I blink a few times. Wait, he wants me to ask him to cum inside me? My body screams at me to do it, just do whatever it takes to make him take me over the edge and deliver his seed. But my brain fights back against the carnal pleasures. Asking Berry to deliberately cum inside me, and possibly make me pregnant? No fucking way. My hind legs shake as he shifts and more of his weight settles on my back. “Oh Petal, I can sit here all day till you do.”

No, no chance in hell am I asking this obviously crazy stallion to cum inside me. I feel his cock slide out an inch or two with a squelching sound before being pushed back inside with a plop. I bite my lip, containing the moans. I needed him to leave but my body won’t allow it. One of his hooves slide back onto my rump as he does the same incredibly short thrust in and out of me. He slaps my rear every time he thrusts back in the short distance, rocking my body with pleasure. I bite down on a hoof so I don’t draw blood from my lips or tongue. God, this feels too amazing, the pleasure is just blinding.

He continues the slapping-thrusting motion for a few more minutes, each time it built off the last one and brought me closer and closer to the edge, but it isn’t enough to set off my awaiting orgasm. To make it even worse he keeps nibbling and licking my ears, switching between the two constantly so the feeling never goes away. His hoof connects with my butt again, that cheek is probably red from the amount of times he’s smacked it. He apparently also took notice of this and switched to the other cheek, giving it a fair amount of hits. My mouth lets go of my hoof so I can pant. As much as I hate to admit it, I need to orgasm, my body’s needs are starting to wear on my brain. It’s too much, I... I need it.

“Berry...” I moan out to him.

“Yes?” Is the reply as he delivers another slap and thrust.

“Please.”

“Beg.” He commands.

I swallow the lump in my throat. He’s going to make me do this, there’s no point in asking for another way out. I whisper out as softly as I can, “P-Please cum in me...”

“Hm? What was that?” He mocked. This is humiliating, he knows what I said, but he won’t let up until he’s pleased.

“Please cum in me.” I say quite loudly, already hating myself for saying it.

“Louder!” He yells.

I squeeze my eyes shut in shame as I scream as loud as I can, “Please cum inside of me Bubble Berry!!” There is silence afterwards, and he just continues on as if I said nothing. I hear him laugh softly to himself, and he slaps my flanks once more, just barely keeping me from milking his cock dry with my aching pussy. I groan out in frustration, “Please Berry, please, I need to finish, I...” I choke out the words through a few tears, “I need you Berry... I need your cum.”

He gives my left ear one continuous long, slow lick from bottom to top. “Do you promise to relieve me whenever I want?” I nod as tears flow down my cheeks liberally now, I can’t believe I need his cock this badly. I’ve never needed anything as badly as I’ve needed this. “And do you also promise to never put up a fuss when I tell you do to something?”

“Yes! Yes, anything, please, j-just... cum in me...” I sniffle as I agree to his terms, my body’s needs taking over my actions as I beg and beg the stallion who raped me to cum inside of me.

“Good girl.” he whispers before biting a little harder on my ear and pulling his cock completely out of me. There is a dreaded few seconds as nothing happens and I’m stuck under him, waiting for his cock to penetrate me. Will he actually do it? Did he just make me scream and shout his name for nothing? But then he thrusts. His cock slams into my aching pussy, all two feet of his stallionhood breeches my insides in a split second. It’s too much for my sensitive pussy to even comprehend as it spasms around him. My brain does a triple backflip and snaps in half from the pleasure, and I’m pretty sure I lost consciousness for a second before screaming in absolute ecstasy at any and all things under the sun. If Mr. and Mrs. Cake didn’t know we were fucking before, well now all of Ponyville knew it for a fact.

His cum bursts forth with the force of a broken dam, flooding my insides. I’m made aware of muscles I didn’t even know existed, ones I have that are used purely to get the maximum amount of cum inside my womb. I ride the ever growing orgasm, and my loins couldn’t be happier as they spurt their own fluid all over his shaft and legs. My cunt squeezes him so tightly I can actually feels the globs of sperm travel up from the base of his cock and into my awaiting womb. Spurt after spurt, minute after minute, you would be mighty pressed to try and find a drop of cum in Berry’s testicles after this. My hooves start to shake violently from the exertion as the orgasm winds down. Between the amount of cum pumped into me and the state of my behind I won’t be able to walk for a week, and some part of my brain liked that right now.

Berry dismounts me and I fall into a puddle of my own juices with a gentle plop. I lay still, my body too tired to move, and my brain too ashamed of myself to do anything. I just got fucked as a girl, orgasmed from the feeling of a cock inside of me, begged a guy to fill me with his seed, and agreed to whatever terms he had said to me. I don’t even remember half of what just happened, only that I was screaming his name and begging for the cock and cum. My hatred for myself grows, what the hell was I doing back there? I look up blearily at Berry, who smiles at me. He leans down and gives me a kiss on the cheek, then walks out of the break room, leaving me to revel in what I just did.

I get up slowly on my shaky hooves, stumbling a few times as I try to sit down at the table with a few chairs surrounding it that is closeby to me. Sitting down on the chair I flinch away briefly, my sore flanks throbbing from the hoof that spanked me. I rest my head in my hooves, paying no attention to what’s going on around me as I focus on what I’m supposed to even consider myself anymore. Am I like... actually a girl now? I just enjoyed taking cock... I just told Berry I would let him fuck my whenever he wanted. This is too much at once, I don’t even know where to start.

I look up as a figure walks through the door. It’s Mr. Cake with a towel on his back. “I figured you’d probably need this...” He looks over at the small puddle of juices. “I guess I was right. You need anything Petals?”

“Water would be nice.” I mumble, my throat is incredibly dry from the amount of activity I just did. He nods and shuffles around, laying the towel over the puddle and grabbing a small cup from the cabinet. He fills it with water from the faucet and brings it over to me. “Thank you...” I whisper as I cure my parchedness.

He tilts his head to the side. “You okay there kiddo? You don’t seem to right about somethin’. Was Berry a little rough with ya just now?”

I shake my head and look up at him. “Mr. Cake, would you believe me if I told you Berry raped me?”

He chuckles, “Didn’t exactly sound like that to me and the misses, we heard you hollerin’ out for him from the other side of the store.”

I look down defeatedly, “What’s the point...”

“Whoa there, what’s the point in what? What’s got you so down?” There’s worry in his voice, well at least someone kinda cares about me.

“Mr. Cake, I didn’t want any of this, being a mare or being with Berry. And then last night he raped me and I...” I choke on my own words, my face resting against the table as I blubber uselessly.

“Hold on, you’re saying Berry raped you still, are you sure you weren’t sending him mixed signals or anything? Berry isn’t the kind of pony to just up and rape random mares, in fact you’re his first real marefriend!”

I nod. “Yes... Last night, I was down here, looking around for some food... I, I don’t know what came over me but I sucked him off, and then he raped me...” I look up at Mr. Cake and he’s halfway smiling.

“Ya know where your problem here is, right?” I shake my head in response. “You blew him.” I blink a few times and he continues. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed around here in Ponyville, but there’s a lot more stallions than mares, so they’ll take any action they can get. And once a mare shows a guy she’s interesting by doing something like that to them. Well, let’s just say that stallion will take her and then won’t let her out of his sight!”

I nod, kind of understanding. “Can you help me?.. I really don’t want to be with him...”

He chuckles again, “No can do sister, if the misses saw me futzing about in other ponies relationships she’d have my head on a cake. Well, metaphorically speaking, last year for my birthday she put a cake sculpture of my head on a cake, that isn’t important though.”

“Okay... do you know anyone who could help me?”

He shook his head. “Sorry, like I said once a mare makes a move on a stallion she basically belongs to him. That’s a tough spot to get out of, especially since it’s Berry in this case. Did ya know he saved Ponyville with his friends a few times? Alotta ponies hold him in high respects and wouldn’t dare touch his mare.”

I stand up and nod, trudging past him slowly and up the stairs. I just want to go to my bed and cry. I’m going to bury my head in a pillow and just cry until I can’t cry anymore. I approach my room and lift a hoof to push open the door, but then I look up as I realize the door is locked. I blink, hey, come on! My bed is in there and I want to lay down and cry!

I look up at the door and see a sticky note. I grab it with a hoof and read the curly handwriting: “Hey sweetie, I told the Cakes you were moving in with me so they could have their spare room back! Don’t worry, my bed is super comfy! --Bubble Berry”

The sticky note falls from my hand, and I lower my head as I trot down the hall to reach his room. I’m so broken right now, I don’t even know what to think. I just climb on to his bed and bury my head into the pillow, racked sobs pouring from my abused body. There is nothing I can do about this, absolutely nothing. My talk with Mr. Cake made me realise just how undeniably screwed I am. I have no proof of Berry raping me, all of it was washed down the drain earlier when I showered. If I tried to make a case against him I would be forced to admit I was the one to start the “relationship” since I gave him head. All he had to do was get me addicted to those cookies, and then feign innocence while I got close to him on that night. He didn’t have to say a word or even lay a hoof on me, once my mouth was on his cock it was game over. Ever since that first lick it became a guaranteed fact that I am his. Everything points to me starting the sexual relationship with him, and as long as I’m a pony I don’t think I’ll be able to escape that. My only two options now are hope Dusk finds a solution, or run away.

I curl up on the sheets and continue to cry. Why did Solaris have to make me a mare? Why did I even have to be teleported here in the first place? I didn’t do anything wrong, and now I’m probably pregnant and going to be stuck here forever. I look down at myself, and my mind plays tricks on me, making me wonder how I’ll look when I’m pregnant with his foals. Images of a big belly fill my mind, and I cry to myself as I try to dismiss the mental pictures. Just go away, I wish everything here would just go away! I am supposed to have a cock! I’m supposed to be the one getting people pregnant! But instead I’m just a stupid freaking pony, tricked into getting fucked and now unable to keep it from happening again and again.

I slap my hoof on the bed and cease crying. No, I’m not just going to give up, not now. Like Dusk said to me, there’s still a chance this can be fixed, and magic is crazy so these chances are looking good. Hopefully tomorrow I can sneak out and run to Dusk Shine’s place. I can’t fight my way out of this, I’m too weak for that, but hopefully I can outsmart Berry and get the hell out of Equestria before it’s too late.