Life in Ponyville shines...
I was granted the body of an alicorn.
The clothing of a princess I do now adorn.
I felt great happiness in my coronation.
It was, for me, the ultimate graduation.
There was more to it though; just how can I convey?
New feelings for my friends did emerge on that day.
My awesome friend is my destiny...
Rainbow Dash has the finest piece of pony ass.
Great desire do I feel for that sexy lass.
Her wings of blue can tear the sky asunder,
but her behind is what I want to plunder.
Her hair is graced with all colors of the rainbow.
But her plot draws me in like a love tornado.
...it's what her cutie mark is telling me.
My rugged friend is my destiny...
Applejack's as ripe as the apples that she grows.
I want to ride her ass in wild rodeos.
The juice from an apple bitten is really sweet.
Juice from that Apple, I want to see her secrete.
I want to pierce her like an apple on a stick,
and she'll coat me in caramel for me to lick.
...it's what her cutie mark is telling me.
My gorgeous friend is my destiny...
Rarity's just as dazzling as the gems she wears.
To her true beauty there is nothing that compares.
No matter what clothing she chooses to adorn,
my heart will see through them to the white unicorn.
But her beauty matters not for my love is blind.
It'd be bliss to just nuzzle her perfect behind.
...it's what her cutie mark is telling me.
My bouncy friend is my destiny...
Pinkie Pie's parties are the best that she can throw.
She ratchets up my heart like a love dynamo.
The taste of her cupcakes is now quite bittersweet.
A smile is not enough; my life is incomplete.
For now my true happiness can only be found,
in rutting that party pony into the ground.
...it's what her cutie mark is telling me.
My timid friend is my destiny...
Fluttershy's so soft, and so cuddly-wuddly too.
My passion is so strong, it ought to be taboo.
Her speaking voice is like a sensual river.
It is audial smut, and it does deliver.
I'd pamper her just like any one of her pets.
Then I'd penetrate her tush, to see how she sweats.
...it's what her cutie mark is telling me.
My passion's on fire.
Their love I desire.
My body's in heat.
I'll not get cold feet.
With them I'll rub necks,
and then we'll have sex.
A true, true friend...
I found Dash in her cloud home and let myself in.
I got her attention with a great, big, wide grin.
“Rainbow Dash, you know, I am your number one fan.
I want to fuck you now; just look at my wingspan.”
The way her mouth hung open lit up my special place.
Compulsively, I shoved my rump up into her face.
She tried to pull away;
I forced on anyway.
I wanted that release,
as my lust did increase.
But Rainbow bucked my flank; this torment turned distress-
Her anger burst my hope like a swelling abscess.
“That was uncool, Twilight. Our friendship is now gone.
Leave my home at once, for your welcome's now withdrawn.”
...let me down in the end.
A true, true friend...
Working in her orchard was my friend, Applejack.
That pony made me hungry for an Apple snack.
“Hello, Applejack. Do you need help on your farm?
Now don't you move a muscle. You'll fall for my charm.”
Sweat did drip from her hide, and she raised an eyebrow.
I magicked up a stick and pierced her rear right now.
She cried out in shock,
at my makeshift cock.
My passion did churn.
Next it'd be my turn.
Applejack tore it out and slapped it in my face.
Her livid eyes did break my heart in pure disgrace.
She spoke real slow, “Twilight, y'all are one real sick freak.
Leave my farm. To you again, I won't ever speak.”
...let me down in the end.
A true, true friend...
Ponyville's boutique is the home of Rarity.
I walked in to greet her with great sincerity,
“Lovely Rarity, I'm not here about a dress.
My heart does beat for you. My true love I confess.”
I pulled us behind one of her big dressing screens,
then kissed her with tongue – squeezed together like sardines.
Her lips were so hot.
She struggled and fought.
I pressed for some more.
I aspired to score.
Rarity did clobber me with her fainting couch.
Her rejection churned acid in my stomach pouch.
“Twilight, turn around and walk right back out my door.
I do not want to see you again forevermore.”
...let me down in the end.
A true, true friend...
In Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie's up in her room.
She will be happy to love me, this I assume.
“Pinkie, how about a quiet little party?
My love for your body is really quite hearty.”
Pinkie's wide eyes spoke surprise as I closed the gap.
My head hit her buttocks with a wide little slap.
Her warmth on my horn,
her juice I'll adorn.
This feels oh so right.
Her hole is so tight.
She crushed cake in my face, which now sounded, 'ker-splat!'
We suffered as one. Her hair fell lifeless and flat.
“Twilight, you hurt me. I cannot love you that way.
Our friendship is ruined. Leave. My life's now all gray.”
...let me down in the end.
A true, true friend...
Fluttershy's cottage is at the edge of the town.
She's my last hope, or in my suffering I'll drown.
“Oh, Fluttershy, you look so peaceful sleeping there.
My love burns so much; I'll do more than brush your hair.”
I spoke so softly that she did not awaken.
She will never notice if I'm not mistaken.
My tongue in her cunt.
That sweet tasting runt.
Her love's my delight,
perhaps a small bite-
Fluttershy's screaming did knock me off of my hooves.
Her stare stilled my busted heart. My soul she reproves.
“Twilight, you should be ashamed of yourself, you bitch!
Scat! And contemplate what you've done.” Her eyes did twitch.
...let me down in the end.
Alone, alone, all all alone,
alone, with all of my guilt.
Friendships shattered, I'll have to live
in this house of shame I've built.
I was granted the body of an alicorn.
The clothing of a princess I do now adorn.
I felt great happiness in my coronation.
It was, for me, the ultimate graduation.
There was more to it though; just what did I say?
New feelings for my friends did emerge on that day.
Those potent feelings could not be left unsated.
The futility! My life's been devastated.
What good can wings and a title do to help me,
when every friendship I've made is now history?
I have more than just wings though, that set me apart.
I'm a practitioner of great magical art.
...been watching over me...
As if in response to a strong unspoken cry,
Two small ponies appeared with my shoulders nearby.
While they both looked like me, one was red and one blue.
Had my sanity gone? This thought I did pursue.
But they weren't here to test my failing mental state.
From the looks in their eyes, they were going to debate.
...to see where I would go...
The red one spoke first. She echoed my true passion.
“Now is not the time to wallow in compassion.
So what if you were spurned? You can change them, you know.
Cast a love spell now, and for you they'll tallyho.”
Love magic I knew from watching Cadance use it.
But something wasn't right. I couldn't just abuse it.
...to see what I would do...
The blue one now came in with her own rebuttal.
“I'll speak as true as I can. I won't be subtle.
Forcing them to love you would just steal their freewill.
They'd be puppets of themselves; hatred you'd instill.”
She had a good point too. I touched the red one's tail.
It felt solid. Wait, what? A new thought did prevail.
...to be who I would be...
Those ponies are real? And they look like just the right size...
Screw morals! – They shall be my consolation prize.
My shoulder devil vanished, but the angel was too slow.
That divine pony I caught within my magical glow.
“You gave me quite the dilemma, but I know just what to do.
I'm totally having sex – right here, right now – with YOU.”
“I am your conscience. You can not do this to me.”
I stuffed her in the place that I normally pee.
She wiggled in fright
to my moist delight.
My virgin blood flowed
as her struggles slowed.
I pulled her back out to let her breathe some fresh air.
This reprieve didn't last for I stuffed her back in there.
She lit up my flesh
in our squishy mesh.
I could not control-
her head out my hole.
Behold, behold, behold! Princess Twilight cumeth. Princess Twilight cumeth.
“You'll burn in Tartarus for this horrific sin!”
Her words were just words, and I squeezed her further in.
That felt so, so good;
ravished my marehood.
Her kicks did subdue.
For now I withdrew.
Her breath was ragged. I'm a bad Equestrian.
But my lust was too strong. My tail raised up again.
Forced inside she went.
My love wasn't spent.
Rubbing in my cunt,
I did pant and grunt.
Behold, behold, behold! Princess Twilight cumeth. Princess Twilight cumeth.
Her head popped out and shrieked, “You must stop this right now!”
But my flesh wanted more. I continued anyhow.
Her feathery struggles
were like soft snuggles.
Deep in my mare place
her squirms I embrace.
“I will do as I desire. You can not stop me.”
In my vagina I rubbed her vigorously.
Her breath I denied.
My conscience had died.
The dead pony lump
excited my rump.
Behold, behold, behold! Princess Twilight cumeth. Princess Twilight cumeth.
That was the last of my lust.
I peed her out in disgust.
Though I was finally satisfied,
a part of me had just died.
Perhaps it's all just a sign-
Everything will be just fine.
Author's Note
I image that shoulder angels are a lot like faeries. Clap your hooves and they come right back to life.
...and then you can fuck them again.
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