Chapters Warning: pedophilia/foalcon, dub-con and violence.
Pinkie Pie was happily bouncing towards the library, smiling at anypony passing by while a little filly with scarlet curly hair and thick framed glasses was trying to catch up to her, forcing herself to smile awkwardly at ponies who glanced their way. Twist was embarrassed a little because of the attention she was given yet visibly excited. As her special talent was making candies, parents let her visit Sugarcube Corner from time to time in order to learn more about bakery and confectionery. And today Pinkie Pie promised to give her a very special private lesson. Twist followed pink earth pony, guessing what kind of lesson it will be. Will they make chocolate muffins or cupcakes? Or will it be marshmallows and jelly?
A few minutes later they both reached the library. Pinkie knocked at the door energetically and shouted:
Pinkie Pie already mentioned that they needed to pick up a couple of ingredients from Twilight Sparkle and when the lavender unicorn opened the door and noticed her friend, Twist prepared to wait patiently by their side.
"Hi, Pinkie," the unicorn smiled at the pink bouncing pony and helped her to put several glass bottles of different sizes in her saddlebags.
"Thank you, Twilight! Would you want to taste one of these super tasty magic candies?"
"No!" exclaimed Twilight, obviously horrified by this offer, - Oh, and Zecora wanted to apologize for not being able to bring those potions herself. She left her house for a few days and you seem to need these right now.
"I already know, silly, she told me about that when I came to visit her last week!" grinned Pinkie Pie, waving goodbye to the unicorn as the latter returned to her house. The adult pony looked at the filly with a beaming smile and they both headed to the Sugarcube Corner.
"What are we going to make, miss Pinkie Pie?" asked the little one hesitantly.
"Why, lollipops, of course!" answered Pinkie.
"But I already know how to make this kind of candies," said the filly, glancing at her cutiemark. Lollipops and candy canes were cooked similarly so it wouldn’t be a problem for the little pony.
"Well, we are going to make lollipops with special ingredients! They will be just as tasty as the normal ones, but with special ingredients!" said Pinkie with excitement in her voice and pointed her hoof at the building resembling a gingerbread house," Oh look, here we are!"
They both entered Sugarcube Corner, heading straight to the kitchen. The filly helped Pinkie to take bottles with colorful liquids from the saddlebags. Pinkie Pie rushed to the drawers, taking out a large bag of sugar, filling a plastic bowl with it and adding the blue contents of one of the bottles. The pink mare gave the bowl and a spoon to the filly and started observing the other bottles while Twist was mixing the substance.
"Strawberry juice? I haven’t asked for a strawberry juice," said Pinkie, smelling the bright red liquid in one of the bottles and yet immediately drinking it with no hesitation.
"How are doing, Twisty?" cheerfully asked the mare, intending to check out the filly’s work. Suddenly, she stopped and fell on her knees, letting out a small groan of pain.
"Are you alright, miss Pinkie Pie?" Twist rushed to her side, but the older pony immediately smiled and jumped in the air. The filly smiled back and continued mixing sugar and blue water. The scent this potion was giving out was sweet and pleasant but unfamiliar to the filly. She kept wondering what was so special about it besides the smell.
"Oh, you’re almost done, Twisty!" the sound of Pinkie’s high pitched voice right behind her startled the filly and she overturned the bowl, pouring its content on the floor and on her pale coat.
"Oh, I’m sorry, miss Pinkie Pie, I’m so sorry," whimpered Twist, looking at the mess she made and then at the mare. Surprisingly, she didn’t look annoyed or angry, wearing the same cheery look on her face.
"It’s okay, Twisty, we have enough ingredients to start again," Pinkie happily patted her on the head and found her hoof stained with sugary substance, "But it can wait, you are all sweet and sticky".
"I think I should go," whispered the filly and headed to the exit, but was immediately pinned down to the floor by the pink earth pony.
"Why go? We can clean you right here and have some fun!" grinned Pinkie, leaning her head towards the filly and licking her chest stained with sugar. Before Twist had a chance to push her away, she planted a kiss on her belly, tickling her and making her giggle. After that, Pinkie moved down to her thighs, licking a small pink slit between filly’s legs. Twist jerked, experiencing the new yet pleasant feeling of arousal. The mare continued caressing her young assistant even though there was no sugary slimy substance in the first place between the filly’s tights. She looked at filly’s blushing face and saw Twist moving her hips, encouraging Pinkie to continue licking her fillyhood. The pink mare breathed in the smell of her arousal, faint and musky, and reached for her nethers, pushing her tongue inside filly’s delicate virgin pussy, massaging its walls and then teasing her clit. Twist closed her eyes, enjoying the moment, and started panting heavily when Pinkie Pie stooped caressing her and stepped aside.
"Looks like you really really really enjoying it, Twisty!" exclaimed the pink mare happily, licking filly’s juices off her lips, - But I also want to have some fun!
Twist looked at her and noticed a long erect piece of pink meat between her hind legs. She was a little surprised to see it as not only mares weren’t supposed to have such organs but it was larger than any stallion’s cock. Besides, she couldn’t recall Pinkie having one in the first place. Maybe that was an effect the special ingredients have on mares?
"It will hurt a little, but you’re still gonna love it!" giggled the earth pony, coming closer to the filly and pressing the tip of her pink meaty pole to the entrance of Twist’s tight pulsing hole.
"But you should be quiet! Promise that you won’t cry!"
The filly’s heart was beating hard. She wanted to move away, but was unable to act due to paralyzing fear and blinding arousal. The pink pony decided that the silence meant “yes”.
"Here I am!" cried out Pinkie, shoving her warm pink joystick into filly’s comfy cunt, tearing it apart with a loud “squish”. Twist screamed in agonizing blinding pain and squeezed the walls of her fillyhood, wrapping herself around Pinkie’s twitching stick. The cock was so huge that it was crushing her entrails, particularly her stomach, and bulging from it a little. Not allowing Twisty to get used to her thick stick filling the underage womb, Pinkie began thrusting it in and out filly’s sopping bleeding hole with cheery monotone slurps.
"Hey, you promised not to cry!"
The filly tried not to scream at first but even while the pain in her entrails was easing the urge to cry was becoming stronger. The mare started to push her brand new dick into her womb quicker and quicker, looking at her grimacing face and giving her a comforting smile. Twist started to whimper and groan from pain shaking her tiny body, allowing glittering tears to stream down her face.
"Hey, look at you! You really like that!" smiled Pinkie, licking her wet face salty from tears and sugary from the confectionary they tried to make. After a few minutes of rough thrusting the mare began moaning with pleasure on verge of screaming. She shoved her sticky pole deep into Twist’s torn cunt a few times and released a thick strong stream of semen inside filly’s womb before softening.
They both laid on the floor together, enjoying the moment. Twist was sobbing from pain, meek and helpless in her lover’s hooves, but Pinkie was sniffing her wet sweet mane and smiling happily. They stayed like this for a few minutes until Pinkie pulled her soft joystick out, letting the exhausted filly fall on the floor. Blood and semen were streaming out of little filly’s oozing hole, quickly forming a pool next to her weak shaking body. Pinkie picked up Twist from the floor and headed to the bathroom. The filly didn’t resist as the pink mare started washing her from sweat and sugar, singing a cheerful tune. Neither did she when Pinkie Pie brought her to the bedroom and dropped the filly on her soft bed.
"Looks like you’re really tired, Twisty! Have a rest and maybe tomorrow we can have some fun again!" chirped Pinkie, leaving the filly alone. She was laying numb on the bed, breathing in a sweet scent of candies and bakery which filled the bedroom and listening to the sound of Pinkie excitedly chatting with other ponies downstairs before finally closing her teary eyes and falling asleep.
Warning: pedophilia/foalcon, dub-con and character death.
Pipsqueak was more than excited about his upcoming birthday party. His parents were busy all week long, planning the party and buying snacks and decorations. They never showed him any with an intention to surprise their son but he always had hard times waiting. Not only he was curious but he didn’t want it to be a boring girly tea party with loads of pink frilly garlands and quiet childish games! He constantly reminded his parents about it, and the day before his birthday they took him to the Sugarcube Corner to help them choose a birthday cake he would like to have. No matter how much it associated with a dull girly party, he couldn’t resist sweet candies or tasty cakes with chocolate fillings and colorful berries on top.
The colt snuck into the kitchen like a spy, swiftly observing the area and quietly crawling towards a mysterious closed door on the other side of the room. The room was empty and there was no indication that his parents noticed his absence. He unsuccessfully pushed and pulled the door, trying to avoid being loud. Looks like it is time to open the door with a super secret special spy lock pick!
Suddenly, a pink mare threw the door open and dragged the colt inside, muffling his surprised cry with a hoof. He somewhat relaxed after seeing her perky kind smile and wide opened eyes.
Overwhelmed with intense pleasure, Pinkie started fucking his throat roughly. The colt was trying to breathe in, but couldn’t, with his mouth occupied my mare’s hard joystick and his nose leaking. At some point, he was on the verge of losing his consciousness from lack of air.
Pinkie’s groaning became louder and she finally could feel her semen sprouting into the colt’s throat. Her meat stick lost its hardness and she pulled it out from the child’s mouth, fully satisfied.
Horrified, Pinkie wrapped her hooves around Pip’s still body and realized that there was no heartbeat. The pink mare left him in the corner of a small closet, finally noticing Twist’s absence.
Warning: non-con, foalcon, violence.
“Rainbow Dash! Wait for me!” shouted Scootaloo, running along the narrow path leading into the depths of Everfree forest. She tried to draw attention of the light cerulean mare with rainbow colored mane. The mare was flying right above the path, rising higher and higher into the clear blue sky. She was already too high to hear the filly yelling at her from below, enjoying the flight and completely forgetting about Scootaloo.
The filly kept running until she was out of breath. She looked up into the sky, at the pegasus mare who was flying away from her without looking back.
Applebloom and Sweetie Belle hardly tried following their pegasus friend when Rainbow took off and Scootaloo began chasing her. Rainbow Dash herself was probably too obsessed with flying to remember the filly she promised to spend time with, and now the little one felt a little hurt because of it. Well, maybe a bit more than a little.
To make matters worse, she abandoned the path long ago and had no idea where she was. There were no memorable sights here, just trees, a couple of rocks and bright green grass still wet from morning dew. The sun was shining through the tree’s branches and leaves, making everything around seem tranquil and safe. If not the fact that she was far from her friends and dangerously close to the Everfree forest, she would try to enjoy every single minute of her presence in such gorgeous place where everything seemed to emit its own warm glow.
Scootaloo sighted and chose the random direction, wishing for somepony to show up and help her find the way out. It’s not like she needed anypony’s help, but the filly wanted to return to her friends (or Rainbow Dash, in case the pegasus still remembered of Scoot’s existence) as soon as possible. She headed in the chosen direction, preparing herself for the long and boring walk when a bright pink pony appeared among the trees, looking around and finally noticing Scootaloo.
It was Pinkie Pie. The last pony she wanted to see at the moment was the annoying young mare who spent so much time with Rainbow Dash. The blue pegasus preferred her company to Scootaloo’s and often turned down the filly’s her offer to spend time together because of her crazy friend. “Oh, sorry, squirt, we’re going to have some fun with Pinks today”. To say the least, she wasn’t happy when the earth pony bounced in her direction, smiling with her incredibly sweet grin. So that’s what diabetes feels like.
“What are you doing here, Scoots?” asked Pinkie with her high pitched voice.
“Looks like you’re lost! Oh, I can help you find the way out! “ smiled the mare, “And hey, we can talk about something fun all the way! Oh, and have you seen Rainbow Dash? I’m looking for Rainbow Dash. Need to tell her something really-really…”
“Fine, I got it!” snapped Scoots, looking at the cheerful mare. Suddenly, Pinkie turned her head up, staring into the sky.
Suddenly, Scootaloo felt herself being roughly pressed against the ground by the pink mare. Startled, the filly screamed and tried to fight her off, but failed to do so and felt the warm muscled body on top of her own.
“What are doing?!” yelled Scootaloo, “Are you crazy or what?!”
“Why do you resist, Scoots? It will be fun, promise!” said Pinkie, stepping back a little. The pegasus slipped out of her embrace, rising on her hooves and running away from the pink mare. She didn’t care about the monsters lurking in the Everfree forest anymore as the creepy mare was closer than they. After a few minutes of running she was out of breath and stopped. Fortunately for her, she still was in the relatively safe part of the forest, close enough to the town to keep most creatures away and yet too far to see the settlement itself. Or to be heard by ponies living there.
“At least there is no Pinkie Pie,” whispered Scootaloo and continued walking.
Scootaloo found herself pinned against the wet grass again and shrieked in pain, feeling the head of the mare’s joystick entering her unused virginal anus. The filly cried in frustration, feeling tears of pain and shame in her eyes. Pinkie started pushing herself deeper inside, but only managed to insert less than two inches of her rock hard cock.
“Wow, Scoots, you sure are tight!” chirped the pink mare, stopping and listening to the voices from far away. She pressed Scootaloo closer to the ground, put her hoof against the filly’s mouth and looked in the direction the noise was coming from.
“Scootaloo!”
Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were calling her! The filly wanted to answer them, but was unable to do so as Pinkie was holding her.
“Scoots! Where are you?”
The voices became quieter as if her friends were going away. Maybe it was better that way – she didn’t want them to see her on the ground with her ass up and the crazy pink mare on top. Her tight hole was still aching and pulsing around the big throbbing stick’s head.
Pinkie relaxed a bit and pulled her hardness out of the filly’s ass.
“Hold on your hooves, Scoots, it’s about to be brilliant!” giggled Pinkie and slammed her pink fleshy joystick into the pegasus’s tiny guts. Scootaloo couldn’t help but scream again as three inches of saliva lubricated meat entered her with ease. The tip turned out to be the smallest part of the cock which was getting wider with its length.
“Stop that!” cried the filly, furiously wriggling in the mare’s hooves as Pinkie’s thick rod was slowly going deeper into the spasming rectum. She then rose up on her hind legs, her erect hardness still inside the filly, and let her hooves go. Scootaloo was now held by nothing but the mare’s abnormally large pole. She clenched her teeth and flapped her petite wings in vain, feeling herself sliding down on it a little. The mare grabbed her body again and began steadily teasing her squeezing entrance with the tip of the cock, wrapping her hooves around the pegasus’ torso. Pinkie stopped all of a sudden, seemingly letting the child adapt to the solid cock in her ass and then violently impaling her with all twelve inches of pink trembling lovestick, pushing the filly’s feces deeper inside her guts.
Scootaloo screamed as her overstretched hole began dripping blood, torn and unable to bear the rough penetration of the huge pink cock. She felt an uncomfortable fullness and rolled her eyes in pain as Pinkie began mercilessly fucking her aching ass, making the child slide up and down on her erect flesh.
“Make it stop!” whimpered the filly.
“Don’t be a cryfilly, Scoots!” cheerfully answered Pinkie, playfully biting her ear. The thrusts soon became faster and harder to endure. The earth pony was moaning with pleasure, reaching the nexus of arousal, while the filly was breathing hard and grunting from intense pain. An incredible amount of acidic juice erupted from her pink monster cock, shooting violently inside Scootaloo’s spasming bowels and mixing with her feces.
The little pegasus hoped to be released from Pinkie’s embrace and waited, shaking in her hooves. But the earth pony didn’t let her go. Instead, she just held the filly, resting and refusing to pull her lovestick out until it began hardening again.
“Isn’t it great? We can do it again!”
“Let me go…” begged Scootaloo wearily as Pinkie laid her down on the moist soil, lifting her rear and starting thrusting again, fucking the filly into the bright green grass. The pegasus tried to ignore the pain in her entrails, telling herself that it will soon be over and she will be able to go home. And yet she couldn’t do anything about it but cry out of extreme pain and humiliation.
Pinkie kept groaning and moving her hips faster and faster, her firm pink testicles slapping against the filly’s blank flanks. It took her more than twenty minutes of violent fucking to come this time, releasing improbable amounts of bleachy substance into her lover’s guts and eventually draining her balls.
Exhausted, she stayed in the same position for a while, breathing hard. The filly felt ridiculously full of mixture of her own shit and liters of Pinkie’s semen. It was filling her guts, painfully inflating her now swollen belly and leaking in her stomach. Pinkie finally pulled her pink cock out, unplugging Scootaloo’s ass. The child’s hole was wide and gaping, her anus torn and bleeding. Her inner convulsing walls could be easily seen and her used ass seemed big enough to fit a hoof inside. The blend of feces and semen spurted out of the pegasus, released of the cock’s pressure.
“Don’t tell Dashie, okay? Let it be out little secret,” winked Pinkie Pie, “She won’t be happy if you give up your friend’s secrets!’
Scootaloo could hear the mare running away and humming an annoying tune. The small pegasus turned on her back, feeling sticky substance flowing out of her used body. She was suddenly absorbed into the world of pain and disgust, degraded and unable to move her numb blood-covered hind legs.
The filly kept lying on her back, staring into the deep blue sky when she saw a bright rainbow flash right above her.
“What’s up, squirt?” asked Rainbow, landing next to Scootaloo’s body. It wasn’t long before the light cerulean mare glanced on the still filly laying on the ground, and her eyes widened in shock.
“Dash…” whimpered Scootaloo, tears streaming from her eyes and soaking her messy mane. At first Rainbow Dash stepped back in disgust, but forced herself to come closer and briefly examine the filly.
“Who the hay did that?!” fiercely yelled the mare, looking around in attempt to find a pony responsible for Scootaloo’s. But Rainbow couldn’t see anything but trees and a couple of motionless rocks, and the only sounds she could hear were fluttering of her own wings and the filly’s sobbing. She switched her attention to Scootaloo, embracing her quivering and weakly protesting body and taking off the ground.
“Relax, Scoots, I’ll help you,” said Rainbow, nervously glaring on the little pegasus and flying towards the nearest hospital.
Warning: no rape in this chapter, sorry guys.
“Thank you, darling, you’re the only one who can help me,” sighed Rarity, glancing on Pinkie Pie who carried her luggage. The unicorn was still uncertain about her decision to let Pinkie look after Sweetie Belle. Despite her eagerness and minor experience in dealing with children the pink mare never produced an impression of being responsible, but Rarity had no time to look for a professional babysitter and was forced to choose from her friends. Fluttershy was certainly the best option, but the pegasus refused after a few minutes of apologizing. Recalling her pale face and overall anxiousness, Rarity promised herself to visit Fluttershy as soon as she will have returned to Ponyville.
***
Sweetie Belle stopped in front of her sister’s house, still breathing hard after a long run from Sweet Apple Acres. The sun has already disappeared from the sky covered with light pink clouds.
But despite her assumptions the pink earth pony greeted her as she entered the Carousel Boutique.
The filly nodded her head, chewing the minty candy. It didn’t taste like other sweets she ate before.
Sweetie Belle turned on the hot water and poured the whole bottle of bubble bath soap into the water. While the filly was watching the water pouring into the bath, she felt a weird yet enjoyable feeling inside. She tried to ignore it, diving into the bath filled with pleasantly hot water and snow-white foam. The warmth surrounding her exhausted body aroused her even more, giving the unicorn a pulsing feeling in her nethers. She touched herself timidly, slowly rubbing her clit with a hoof.
The filly twitched and blushed, startled by the mare just behind her. Pinkie Pie jumped into the bath, splashing the water and foam all around, and pulled Sweetie closer to herself. The filly was still embarrassed, wondering if the pink mare figured out what she was doing, yet the arousal became almost unbearable. She shivered when the tip of Pinkie’s hard meat poked her sensitive flesh, sending waves through her tense body.
Pinkie giggled when Sweetie pressed herself against her hardness, letting out a quiet moan of intense pleasure. The mare hugged the filly, placing her cock in front of the tight virgin hole and slowly sliding inside, gently stretching it. She stopped when two inches of her throbbing meat entered the unicorn and started teasing her love-cavern, pushing herself inside insensibly and then pulling out again. The filly growled in annoyance and moved her hips in a strong urge to feel the whole length of Pinke’s fleshy stick inside. The mare forced her love wand into the filly, breaking her hymen and slamming into her uterus.
Sweetie Belle shrieked in sudden pain which soon disappeared. Her whole body was trembling pleasantly, squeezing the swollen hardness inside steadily. Pinkie began working her rhythm of thrusts inside the filly’s passage, increasing her speed gradually. Both were unable to restrain their moans of pleasure as the fucking became faster. Sweetie Belle closed her eyes, feeling Pinkie’s joystick slamming into her stretched spasming hole, pushing herself through the cervix. The older mare screamed in pleasure as milky juices erupted from her doom cock and poured into the child’s uterus. Sweetie exploded in orgasm as well when her cavity was filled with semen.
Both were even more exhausted then before and stayed in the bath for a time together before finally getting out of it. The filly’s legs were numb from pleasure and fatigue, and the pink mare had to help her reach the bedroom.
They were sitting on a bed, breathing in a faint of each others bodies until the filly pulled away and playfully licked the mare’s soft pink joystick. Her lips enfolded the head of the cock, her tongue still stroking Pinkie’s stiffening flesh. The mare bent her back and began groaning with relish as the child began taking her muscled rod into her throat. The pony’s love stick was too big for a filly’s throat, and it stretched around the cock, adjusting to its enormous size.
Pinkie Pie grabbed the filly’s curly mane and began fucking her head in her own pace. The child began choking when the mare twitched and started pulling her cock out her mouth, unplugging her soar throat. Pinkie’s joystick released a generous amount of juicy semen, covering Sweetie’s wet mane and marshmallow coat. The filly opened her mouth, greedily trying to catch as much bleachy juice as she could.
Warning: non-con, pedophilia/foalcon.
At first, the filly felt solid cold floor she was lying on, and then came the pain in her numb ice-bound body and strong pounding in the head. She could feel her limbs and spine ache badly after the long sleep on rock hard surface and had trouble moving her legs. Scootaloo struggled to stand on her hooves, only to fall on her rear and find her legs tied. She looked around and saw a room with lot of gardening tools and pieces of broken furniture. The walls consisted of wooden planks put together, with visible gapes between them that let cold rays of light inside the dark shed. It was already autumn and the weather was getting colder. The filly thought that it was probably as cold as outdoors inside the shed.anypony is going to help you?”you ,” firmly replied Fluttershy, “Why else would you wound up in here without anypony trying to find you?”
***
“Oh, it’s you, Pinkie. I’m glad to see you,” smiled Fluttershy, noticing a pink pony heading towards her house and cheerfully singing a tune. Pinkie Pie turned her head in the pegasus’ direction and squealed.
Warning: pedophilia/foalcon, non-con, violence, character death, necrophilia.
Warning: pedophilia/foalcon, non-con, necrophilia.
Scootaloo tightened her inner passage involuntary as the tiny twitching maggots climbed on her from the plastic cock, tickling her clit. The only thing she wanted was to run away from the corpse as fast as she could, yet her legs were still. The smell filled her lungs and pressed her eyes deeper inside, a feeling of disgust overwhelmed her, making her stomach shrink as the bile erupted from her soar throat. Despite all this, the moist thrusting inside her most delicate parts combined with the disturbing yet ticklish sense of worms evading her pubic area. The mixture of sensations forced her body to pulse with heat, making everything around her different. The strong dead smell wasn’t nerve-racking, but arousing like if a wave of air as solid as the gas could be forced its was inside her nose and roughly fucked her lungs, making her bleed and cry out in passion.
Warning: foalcon, non-con.
The filly was gasping, suffocating in panic when the mare was cheerfully sliding her joystick in and out her stretching insides. Scootaloo jerked before emptying her shrinking stomach on the floor beneath her. Pinkie Pie joyfully increased her speed, impaling the child with her purple-helmeted assassin of passion. The young pegasus relaxed, unable to cry and fight from aching inside her body, letting the party pony slam her love wand in and out as her intestine stretched far around her pink cock, just like a sock around the hoof.
Meanwhile, Fluttershy’s meek yellow appendage regained its hardness and proudly rose, demanding satisfaction. The child sighed weakly as the older pegasus shoved her gorgeous slab of erect meat into her soar throat again. Gradually, the mares synchronized their thrusts, penetrating the filly’s love tunnels and squeezing her tiny body as their firm full balls smacked Scootaloo’s flanks and cheeks merrily. Both of their fleshy poles were ridiculously long, exploring previously unknown depths of her body, but Pinkie’s was much thicker, painfully stretching the child’s shit-cavern around it and making her guts wrap the pink joystick so tightly that they were coming out of her anal hole.
Meanwhile, the filly crawled towards the open door, forcing herself to move her heavy semen-filled inflated body as the earth pony held her friend’s corpse.
The party pony knew that Fluttershy couldn’t answer her anymore. Her body was still hot, but it will soon become ice-cold. Fluttershy was dead, and her corpse will soon begin to rot and maggots will eat the flesh Pinkie used to caress. The graceful pegasus will soon become nothing but rotting pony carcass.
