Shrek in Equestria

Chapter III
The roaring flames of Sweet Apple Acres sent a plume of smoke into the atmosphere. The thick, black column was visible from all of Ponyville. Rescue ponies quickly found their way to the scene, along with Princess Twilight and the remainder of her friends.

“Who could have done this?” Twilight breathed in a stone-cold voice.

The other three just stood speechless, looking on as the flames continued to pillage and destroy their beloved friend’s country home. Hoping that Applejack and her family had made it out alright, they waited uneasily for the any word that the rescue ponies might have.

“Princess Twilight, I ask that you and your friends follow me.” The fire marshal said.

Without a sound, the four companions followed the firefighter through the ash-covered grounds of the once booming orchard. They found themselves led into a small, green tent. Emergency responders crowded the scene.

“Did you find AJ!?” Rainbow Dash exclaimed as the group made their way inside.

The sight that befell the four ponies was heartbreaking. In the corner sat two body bags, one large and one small. On the opposite side of the tent, a bruised, scorched earth pony lay unconscious. Her long, golden mane had been blazed clear off her orange scalp. Burns covered her crippled body, leaving her slightly disfigured.

“Applejack…” Whimpered the pink, party pony as she and the others crowded around their wounded friend.

“Oh sweet Celestia, why!?” Rarity shreeked.

As the tears began to drip, the four ponies gently nuzzled Applejack’s sleeping face. She made no movement in response to her friends’ comforting actions.

“Is she going to be alright, doctor?” Twilight asked grimly.

“Princess…” The medical pony began. “I am afraid that your friend has become comatose. She seems to be in a completely vegetative state.”

“H-how long will she be like this?” Rainbow asked, fidgeting as she spoke.

“I’m afraid there is no way of knowing. It is possible that Miss Applejack here could spend the rest of her days like this,” said the doctor callously.

The pegasus then broke down entirely, falling upon the ground in tears. Although she felt the embrace of her three remaining friend around her, she felt as if she would be alone forever.

“Sadly, we weren’t able to save her brother and grandmother,” said the doctor. “They were already gone by the time we arrived.”

The four turned their attention to the two bags at the other end of the room. Ponyville had just lost two of its amazing citizens. Never again would they see the mighty Big Mac bucking apples in the south fields. No more would there be the smell of Granny Smith’s hot apple pies pervade through the Ponyville marketplace. The warmth and happiness that the Apple family brought to the small town was now gone forever.

“What about Apple Bloom?” Asked the alicorn. “Did you find her?”

“I’m afraid we couldn’t locate anypony else,” said the fire marshal. “It’s possible that she ran off amidst all the chaos. We’ll continue to look for her once we’ve finished up here.”

Once the flames began to lose their strength and the ash began to settle, the emergency responders began to slowly pack up their gear. As the bulk of the ponies began to leave, so did the remaining Elements of Harmony.

“Well girls…” Rarity began. “I need to return home to Sweetie Belle. She needs to be told about this.”

“Alright Rarity, we’ll let you know if we hear anything about Apple Bloom,” said Twilight.

“Thank you, darling.” the unicorn said as she trotted off towards Ponyville.

When she arrived at her shop, Rarity noticed that the front door was sitting ajar. Ugh, that filly should really learn to close a door.

As she passed through the threshold, the pale mare pulled the heavy door shut before applying all three locks behind her. An eerie silence rang throughout the house. There were no signs of Sweetie Belle to be found. A chilly gust of wind blew delicately through the velvety interior.

“Sweetie Belle!” Rarity called out.

There was no answer.

“Darling,” she continued, “Are you in here?”

The sound of breaking glass echoed from the upstairs bedroom, followed by a violent clammering sound.

“What in Equestria was that?” Rarity exclaimed as she trotted up the stairs.

As the mare approached her bedroom, she began to notice a strong aroma filling the air around her. The dank stench made her eyes water.

“Opal,” said the unicorn, “Have you left me another mess to clean up?

With great anticipation, she inched her way up to the bedroom door. The foul smell hung in the air like a fine mist. She began to worry about what had produced such a foul odor. The thought of a plumbing malfunction strained on her mind relentlessly.

“Oh Celestia, please…” The finicky mare said as she finally opened the door.

Resting directly in the center of the room sat a fresh mountain of steaming feces. The pungent musk radiated profusely off of the slimy pile. A thick, brown reservoir pooled around the massive stool, seeping deeply into the soft carpet below.

“Opal!” The unicorn screamed, “How could you do this to me?”

Suddenly, a cumbersome figure fell violently out of the closet onto the floor. The behemoth’s chubby face struck the floor hard, splashing flecks of diarrhea in all directions.

“Oh my stars!” Cried Rarity, “Who are you?”

The beast lifted his massive head to look at his new prey. Wet chunks of shit clung to his face as a large grin spread between his cheeks.

“Don’t run, lassie,” the ogre said as he leaned in closer. “I’m too fast for ya.”

Rarity felt her heart begin to race as she saw herself face to face with Shrek’s mighty, green pole. The member pumped up and down, hungry to taste the unicorn’s soft, pink pussy.

In an instant, Rarity found herself underneath the ogre. Shrek’s throbbing rod pressed aggressively against her exposed vagina, ready for its new plunder. To the melody of the mare’s desperate pleas for help, the ogre popped his massive cock deep into the slippery cunt.

“P-please…” Rarity begged. “I’ll do anything.”

Shrek paused for a moment as he gave thought to the unicorn’s words. He then ripped his musky snake from Rarity’s bleeding crevice. Wasting no time at all, the ogre flipped the pale mare onto her back. Staring deeply into her sapphire eyes, the ogre prepared to jam his shaft into the squishy, marshmallow butthole in front of him.

“Oh no you don’t!”, Rarity interjected as she delivered a swift, crippling kick into the ogre’s pulsating scrotum.

A roar of pain and disbelief echoed throughout the house as the beloved Ogrelord fell back into his warm stack of swampy poop. The ogre’s chocolate sludge coated the back of his suave, leather vest.

“Ah, wha…” Shrek groaned. “Not me bloody vest!”

Springing herself up from her vulnerable position, Rarity found herself sprinting wildly for the front door. Both terrified and violated, the panicked mare slammed into the downstairs wall upon reaching the ground floor. The vibrations of the impact triggered an urn to plummet from its shelf, smashing into the unicorn’s skull. Rarity squeaked as she fell to the floor.

Dizzy and frantic, the incapacitated mare clawed desperately at the large wooden door that sat but inches away from her.

“N-no…” Rarity wheezed as she lost consciousness.

The beaten ogre stumbled in agony down the cramped staircase. The little pony had slain his massive boner. All hopes of spreading his seed had been decimated as his limp cock dangled impotently towards the floor.

“Well played, missy.” Shrek said with a smile. “Well played.”

The ogre then dropped his stained trousers as he squatted down over the battered unicorn’s head. Buttery, brown chunks clung to Rarity’s violet curls as Shrek emptied his ass all over the pony’s sleeping head.

Shrek is love. Shrek is life.