Violation, or Zone-tan's Trip to Equestria

Violation, or Zone-Tan’s trip to Equestria

Chapter 2: Party Time

Everything I had done in the studios with Lenny, helping to break down Raven, breaking down Cyborg’s encryptions and making him do unspeakable things to Jinx, all of it had more than prepared me for the fight this cyan bitch was putting up.  Although I have to admit that she’s a lot tougher than I thought she was, but the moment I forced her down, made her watch as Smooze became friends with the orange mare she lay still.  Tears streamed down her face as she tried to look away.

Her friend wasn’t fighting anymore, but instead she moaning in delight.  I had done the same thing, but then my tastes are a bit more refined.  Although, as hard as Smooze was on me I should have gasped, or maybe even cried out in pain a couple of times.  It became apparent that there was something different about Smooze.  It was something that made what she did enjoyable.

“Applejack…” the cyan Pegasus whispered.

“Don’t worry, you’re going to join your little girlfriend,” I said.

I licked her cheek, something I had done to Raven the first night we tried to break her.  The mare under me recoiled at my touch and tried to get away again.  This time she managed to dislodge a wing and with it free she was able to make me lose my grip.  She flipped off of her back, mule kicked me in the chest and sent me flying.  I got up just in time to watch her fly toward Smooze.  I almost called out until Smooze released the other pony.  She instantly wrapped her tentacles around the cyan mare and I expected the orange one to help her fight Smooze off, but she didn’t  Instead she walked up to the Cyan one with a dazed smile.  I walked closer to hear them talk.

“It feels so good Rainbow.  I swear Sugarcube you’re gonna love it,” she whispered before she kissed Dash hard.  Dash turned her head away from the orange pony, from Applejack as she called her, and shook.

“No!” she cried out.

I watched as Smooze didn’t simply lift her into the air.  She forced her on the ground, wrapped her wings up tightly. Lifted her tail, and began filling her completely.  Rainbow cried out in pain, and I knew what that meant.  All of the toughness aside she was having a first in more ways than one.  Unlike the other mare she thrashed, screamed, fought, until Smooze slid a tentacle into her mouth.  After a few more minutes she was moaning in ecstasy.  I watched as she bucked her hips in time with Smooze, each moment that passed she seemed to lose herself more and more into the deep feeling of pleasure that was engulfing her.

“Git the tarnation away from her!” a deeper voice called out.

I’m not sure why, but I had honestly expected every being that was here to be a girl.  It seemed to make sense.  The few pictures I had seen had been of the ‘mane six’, but instead here was a rather large specimen of a male running toward Smooze.  He nearly made it before the orange one tackled him from the side.  They rolled for a bit before he got up.

“Applejack what in tarnation has got into ya?!” he exclaimed.

“Somethin’ wonderful big brother, and I know that you’re gonna love it,” she said.

I watched her flicking her tail, swaying her hips and a laugh escaped me.

“Come on, I know ya wanna taste the apple,” she said.

He backed away from her, his eyes wide.  I ran around behind him, and while he wasn’t my normal cup of tea I did have those bouts of normality.  Well, this was going to more along the lines of a Tijuana live web show bit of normality.  I got up behind him, placed a hoof against his testicles, and pushed.  He stopped, and I imagine his eyes widened.  Before he could kick back I slipped under him, moved up and kissed him.

He sputtered, tried to get back, but whatever Smooze had given to these two mares was still in me.  I watched his eyes get hazy, a dopey smile crossed his face, and he walked toward me.

“Yer purty,” he said with his southern twang.

I turned around, flicked my tail, and watched as he walked toward me.

“Okay Zone-tan, it’s just this once.  That’s it, just this one time and then I’ll make sure that Smooze never tells anyone about this.  Damn it Dave would be having a fucking hay day, and making all kinds of Tijuana jokes right now.  Fuckin’ Dave,” I thought as I felt the large stallion wrap two forelegs around my waist.

There are moments when you realize exactly why something semi normal is a bit more intimate than a good old fashion fuck with a tentacle monster.  I felt his breath, I could smell the sweet and tart smell of it.  It smelled like gala apples, fresh gala apples that had just been pressed into juice.  The weight of him pressed against me, and I didn’t want to fight this.  Maybe there was something to that one piece of fan art that showed me as a loving wife.  Sure, and maybe Dave isn’t such a whiney little bitch either.

There are a few constants in any universe, and one of them is that I have excellent muscle control where it counts.  I felt him push into me.  The size of him was enjoyable.  I figured that for something normal he was well endowed, but then again I’m used to being slime violated by a tentacle monster that has six foot long tentacles.  I let out a soft purr, and rocked my hips with him.  I looked over to see Rainbow engaged in a small threesome, and I hoped that the Bronies that sent me here could see what was happening to their beloved characters.

I let out a soft gasp as we both reached the peak, but the stallion behind me didn’t just gasp.  No, he moaned, pulled me close, and proceeded to spill into me.  That reminded me that I wasn’t on the pill.  There wasn’t a need to be on one with Lenny, and I sure wasn’t giving Dave the time of day, despite what the stupid hat he made me wear on the News Archive had said.  Knowing that I instantly wondered if this was going to come back to bite me in the ass.  He backed up from me, still looking dazed, and walked toward where Smooze was at.

“Yer Purty,” he told Smooze.

I watched Smooze get a little loving, something she seemed to enjoy, and then watched her return the favor to the large red stallion.  It appeared that he enjoyed it just as much.  I walked toward the two mares and pushed Applejack.  She looked toward me, gave me what I guessed was her version of bedroom eyes, and I quickly decided to redirect her thinking.  I remember my threat about Pinkie Pie.  Of course I didn’t have a shotgun, but then a little anal would most likely get the message across.  I looked at Smooze who was nuzzling the red stallion.

“Smooze, let’s go make some more friends,” I said.

She nodded and trotted over.

“Say, where’s Pinkie at?” I asked.

Rainbow’s eyes lit up and she smiled.

“She’s in Ponyville, we’ve got to introduce her to you!” Rainbow excitedly chirped.

“Oh, Bronies, I have such sites to show Ms Pie,” I thought.

I followed my three guides, and to be honest I wondered if I should let the stallion have a turn at Pinkie first.  That thought quickly left me.  I wanted to let Smooze do it.  She enjoyed it, and she had no real idea of what it was that she was doing.  I could guess that she knew it felt good, and that the ponies she did it to enjoyed it, but I figured for the most part she was fairly innocent.  Maybe that’s what made it feel so devilishly good to have her do it.

We made it into Ponyville and instantly I felt a headache coming on.  There was more color on parade here than in a kindergartener’s class on finger paint day.  I shook my head, walked forward and heard the sound of an excited squeal.  Said squeal came from a pink pony with cotton candy like hair.  She jumped up and down excitedly.

“You’re new!  Ohboyohboyohboy!ThatmeansthatIgettothrowawelcometoPonyvillepartyforyou!” she exclaimed.

I didn’t even try to wrap my head around what she said.  From what I could tell she was either the most hyper being I’ve ever known, or she was tweaking like no other.  She started to run back into town.  I jumped for her, but she was gone.  Simply gone.

“What happened?” I asked.

“It’s just Pinkie being Pinkie,” Rainbow said.

“What she can teleport?” I asked.

“Don’t know, but ah can show ya what ah can do,” Applejack said.

A moment later the same pink mare ran back and grabbed my hoof pulling me into town.

“I got it all set up!” she said.

“Smooze a new friend!” I shouted.

“Smooze likes new friends!” Smooze excitedly chirped before she shot several tentacles out and wrapped them around Pinkie.

Pinkie was lifted into the air and I expected to hear her cry out, or act weird, but instead she laughed.

“This is kind of… Hey, that’s my plot!” she exclaimed, “OW!  THAT’S AN OUT ONLY!”

Of course our little band began to draw a crowd, and among them was two unicorns.  The lavender one, with a main similar to my own, looked on in horror as Pinkie thrashed around in the air.  She looked toward me and tried to say something only to find that she couldn’t talk.  Of course she found herself in the company of the three I brought with me.  The other lavender unicorn’s horn glowed purple for a moment and I watched as Smooze lost her hold on Pinkie.  The pink mare fell to the ground, but when she lifted her head, she looked different.  Her eyes looked dazed, her mane was starting to lay flat.

“That was amazing,” she slurred.