Fall of Equestria: Corrupting FiM Adventures

Big Mac walks along the wooden fence with barbwire across the top. He drags a cart of mare kibble behind him as Applebloom follows with a cart of hay.

When the caribou governor wasn’t inspecting the farm, it in this case was Spike. Big Mac had Applebloom pull the hay because it was lighter then the kibble cart.

On the other side of the fence were steer. The steer females were always rough and unruly and in general wasn’t fit for the rest of society or so the caribou lords said. Because of this they are almost exclusively black collared with large heavy bells.

The steer are a little over twice the size of an average pony making then a little larger then Big Mac. They tend to be white, brown or yellow in color. It wasn’t uncommon for them to have large darker colored birth marks covering over their bodies. Their horns on their heads had been grind down to stubs.

The farm used the steer as a milk source to feed the infants grown from nariphon or to sell on the market to the different citizens of Ponyville.

In the morning the steer are led to the milking line. But Big Mac wasn’t as cruel as some of those other stallions and caribou that would make the females being milked stay hooked up to the milker even after they become unconscious, only unhooking them for bathing and feeding. So in the evening he let the cows out to pastor to give their sore and bruised nipples a rest as well as their crotches giving that the milking machine made them squat with a dildo up in them.

Big Mac grabs the pitchfork and starts tossing the hay over the fence. The steer who were laying about the field exhausted and sore noticed Big Mac was passing out food and slowly made their way to the fence.

Big Mac was pouring the mare kibble through the fence which landed in a trough. He wasn’t cruel enough to make them eat the stuff off the ground.

The steer gathered closer. Some of them started to eat the kibble before Big Mac finished pouring it out. Suddenly one of them reaches through the gap. Big Mac was taken off guard as he was yanked up against the fence.

Big Mac’s rib cracked loud enough for Applebloom to hear it causing the filly to scream in horror. The side of the large stallion’s face went into the barbwire, the spikes cuts into his cheeks letting his blood flow out.

The steer grabs the set of keys off his belt and lets Big Mac go. The stallion falls back hitting the ground and clutching his side as he screams in pain blood dripping into his eyes and blurring his vision.

“Big brother!” Applebloom screams as she rushes over to the stallion.

“Applebloom leave me! I’ll be okay! Get Applejack!” Big Mac yells at the filly.

-

Applejack had just shook an infant loose from the nariphon tree when the Applebloom came running up. She could tell the filly was in distress with how much sweat was dripping down her nude body. She also realized the filly was crying when she got a look at her face.

“Applebloom sweetie did something happen?” Applejack ran up to her.

“Big Mac! We were feeding the cows and they attacked him and stole his keys.

“Shit that’s not good, If they escape and cause some harm we all will be in trouble,” Applejack looks at the basket full of foals, “Applebloom watch the little ones.”

Applejack runs off. By the time she reached the steer they had unlocked the farm’s shed and were passing out any tool that could be used as a weapon.

“What are you doing you all!” Applejack shouted.

“With these collars on we can’t leave the area, Our only choice is to take Poneyville,” The steer told Applejack.

“But that’s crazy!” Applejack yelled.

“It’s our only choice,” The steer replied.

“I can’t let you do that there are too many innocents in the town!” Applejack told them.

A steer punches Applejack in the stomach and the mare passes out.

Rainbow Dash see the armed steer coming and she smiles. “Hell yes,” The pegasus dashes over to a nearby cloud and pulls out a knife. “Revolution! Boys meet the new boss!”

-

It was evening when Applejack awoke. She hurried to Ponyville at a heavy limp. As she approached she could see a few buildings smoking.

Applejack both sighed in relief and gasped in horror as she saw only a few buildings were damaged. But the steer had been subdued and were now in various states of bondage with very pissed off caribou and stallions abusing them in different ways.

A stallion with a bandaged wound on his chest held Rainbow Dash down pushing her face into the street rubbing his cock on the back of her neck. He grunts and came in her rainbow mane.

“That’s for stabbing me you bitch!”

Suddenly a voice shouts. “Hey that’s Applejack! Take her in for questioning!”

-

Questioning took a week, It involved like everything under caribou rule sexual assault of all the orifices and many acts of cruelty.

When Applejack was removed from her cell she was a physical wreck. She was escorted outside. As her eyes adjusted to the light, Applejack could hear the sound of a whip and a filly screaming out in pain.

It took Applejack a moment to realize it was Applebloom. The filly was chained to a rack that left her body out stretched and exposed. A caribou flung a flail that hit her blood stained back.

Spike watched with Twilight at his side.

“What’s the meaning of this!” Applejack twirled around and yelled at Spike.

“You speak when spoken to,” Spike snapped at her.

“Why are you punishing Applebloom!” Applejack shouted back.

“Shut it bitch!” An elbow to the back sends Applejack to her knees.

“Because she has a black collar,” Twilight answers, “Big Mac is being punished for his failure. If she was a red collar she probably would not be punished. Why punish a good slave for their master’s failings?”

“But a properly train red will volunteer to be punished with their master,” Spike says as he pats Twilight on the head.

“Even at that if the authorities deem it so blacks or reds can get punished when their masters fails society,” Twilight adds, “Mean while Big Mac and the steer have been sent to Jubilee’s ranch for special training and reconditioning.

The caribou stops his flailing of Applebloom. He walks up to her and released the restraints. She collapses to her knees. The caribou tosses her on her flesh stripped back. The filly winces from the pain. Uncaring about her condition, the caribou spreads Applebloom’s legs and rams his member into her.

Applejack’s heart sinks at the sight, but she knows that there is nothing she could do about that, interfering would just make things worse for her sister. “Are you going to punish me too?” She asked.

“Yes but not in the same way,” Twilight answers, “Unless you forgot, me and you have the same master. You were only allowed to keep working on the farm because he deemed it so. Master Spike in his great wisdom decided to put you through a series of tasks as punishment.”

“What about harvesting? I have nariphon I need to take in from the field,” Applejack points out.

Spike laughs, “Don’t worry, I’ll give you some help.”

“Thanks?” Applejack said confused by Spikes reaction.

-

Applejack’s head is slammed against the trunk of the tree. The impact shakes the tree causing infant fruits to fall off the nariphon tree.

When the fruits hit the ground the membrane skins bursts open unleashing a crying infant. A bunch of mares swooped in and picked up the infants. They stick the new borns into wagons.

Applejack’s mind spun and her head throbbed with the worst migraine she ever had. Everytime she was about to recover, the caribou dragging her around by the hair would slam her face into another tree.

Twilight came trotting up with her satchel at her hip. “How’s the progress going magistrate Moanstarr?” She asked cheerfully to the caribou dragging Applejack around.

“She stopped screaming,” Moanstarr replied, “In fact her noises degenerated to this sound.

The caribou lefts Applejack by the mane. A streak of blood stained her golden locks and a stream of crimson ran down her face.

“Agh!” Applejack groaned.

Moanstarr roughly throws the black collared slave to the ground. “I’m about to take my mandatory five minute fuck break.”

“Good when you’re done we need to take her to her first punishment task,” Twilight pulls out some papers that authorized her to remove Applejack from the farm.

Moanstarr spreads Applejack’s legs and climbs himself on top of her. Twilight sat down cross legged and began to play with herself. The caribou watched Twilight as he pumped into Applejack.

“Damn,” The caribou grunted as he came. The reindeer turns to Twilight. “Wish I could fuck you right here right now.”

“You could if you wanted to, I can’t stop you,” Twilight smiles.

“Yeah, but you’re a damn red,” The caribou snaps can’t touch you without your master’s permission.”

“Forbidden fruit is often the best,” Twilight gives a wink, “But let me clean you up?”

Twilight kneels down and quickly licks the fluids off his cock sucking the cum out of the tip. Moanstarr pisses out the cum that was stuck in his cock onto Twilight’s face. She licks the salty liquid off her body as Moanstarr’s member softens and slips under the small skirt that covered his crotchless pants.

-

Rainbow Dash was tied to a tall pole. The pole was part of a requisition carnival game. That game were you hit the flipper with the hammer and a weight flies up and hits the bell. Only the bell was Rainbow Dash’s cunt or anus depending on how much she twitched. The flipper paddle had a long dildo attached to it.

Applejack was slowly growing more conscious. “Where em I?”

“You are about to do the first of your punishments,” Twilight answers.

Can you give me a minute?” Applejack asked rubbing her eyes.

“Fine, that just means we can give Applebloom a chance to try the device before you,” Twilight smiles.

Moanstarr gives a wide grin as well.

“Applebloom?” Applejack repeated in her confused mine.

The yellow filly was quickly brought up to the carnival device by caribou that pulled on her arms.

The red welts on her back had just started to scab over. They covered her wounds in cum to act as a demented protective sab.

Applebloom whimpers as she was forced down onto the phallic like object.

“Move the weight,” A caribou ordered.

Applebloom whimpered and began to move up and down on the dildo. She struggled to control her inner muscles and grip the object inside of her. Soon she managed to lift the dildo up and the flipper it was attached to.

With all the force Applebloom could muster out of her thighs, she slams the flipper into the ground. The impact reverberated through our body causing the filly to yelp. On the other side of the flipper, the weight shot up one third of the pole.

“Again,” Applebloom was ordered.

Applebloom grabs the dildo with in her body and painfully rises up.

“I’m ready!” Applejack shouted.

Applebloom was removed from the dildo and Applejack took her place. It was already warm and wet from being inside of Applebloom which made Applejack feel a little uneasy. She lifts the flipper up in slams down to the ground this time the weight going up two thirds of the way.

Applejack does this two more times without getting any higher. She makes one more attempt at it, this time she slides herself almost completely off the dildo holding on to the very tip. With as much strength she could muster in her thigh muscles, Applejack slams her body down.

She lets loose a squawk as she felt the end of the fake penis penetrates into her womb. Then the sound of Rainbow Dash making a yelp as the bullet shaped piece of metal slams into her nerve sensitive clit.

Applejack’s eyes were watering as she hunches over into a ball. At the same time they were untying Rainbow Dash who immediately falls to her side clutching her crotch. The spectators cheered and laughed.

-

Applejack was brought back to the farm to work in the orchard again. To be more precise have her brains bashed into more trees.

The next day Twilight had her taken to the next task she had to do.

Applejack found herself at the bakery called Sugar Cum Corner being force fed offal tasting stuff by Pinkie Pie.

This time her brain didn’t recover and she found herself having trouble putting together some coherent thoughts. Time kept skipping in Applejack’s mind and her stomach getting queasier and queasier.

Vomit spews out of the mare’s mouth and she collapses on to the floor twitching in her own vomit as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

“Perfect!” Pinkie Pie cheered.

“I think she’s having a stroke,” Twilight remarks.

“Even better,” Pinkie Pie smiled, “This stuff will sell like hot cakes.”

Twilight sighs, “I don’t think it’s your cooking.”

Pinkie Pie makes a pouty face and flips her ears back.

“It looks like it’s the purple collar for you,” Twilight remarks looking at Applejack’s twitching body.

-

Applejack’s semiconscious body felt tingly when the purple collar was put around her neck. Purple collars were given two mares stuck in a state of mind where they are unable to submit or resist. The tingling feeling that Applejack was feeling was the collar’s magic. She slipped her fingers between her legs and starts humping her hand the collar sending impulses of intense sexual arousal through her mind broken body.

“So what are we going to do now master?” Twilight asked Spike.

“We wait and see if she can regain enough mental faculties to stop masturbating,” Spike said smiling, “Then we can reevaluate her mental status.”

“Yes, but she has one more task to complete,” Twilight points out.

“Take her to it,” Spike shrugged, “This time bring that dog of theirs to help.”

-

“Now, we are to count how many offspring the march hares have bread out of the female bunnies we have given them,” Fluttershy speaks slowly to Applejack.

The only response she got from the mare was the orange pony pissing on herself and squeezing the milk from her nipple as she played with her tit.

“Umm, that’s good I guess,” Fluttershy replied, “How about you Winona?”

The dog was being humped by a rabbit twice her size.

“Good,” Fluttershy again replied, “Now what you need to do is act as a distraction by letting the cute horny bunnies hump you well I count their babies, just whatever you do don’t make any sudden loud noises march hares startle very easily.”

A couple of the large rabbits pushed Applejack to the ground. As one penetrated her cunt and the other her ass something clicks in the broken pony’s mind. An intense migraine shoots through Applejack’s skull and she shrieks maddeningly loud.

“Applejack no you’re going to scare them!” Fluttershy screamed gently.

The loud noise makes the rabbits screech and they all as one takeoff running.

“Oh no! They are heading to Ponyville!” Fluttershy yelled out.

-

When Applejack regained consciousness her brain was back in order. The purple collar still made her nether regions tingle but she had enough control over herself not to start touching.

There was no one around so Applejack did the only thing she could, walk back to Ponyville.

There were rabbits everywhere and they were humping everything. Everything was mostly any unlucky female they could catch.

“I see you’re lucid!” Spike snaps. Twilight was nearby being rammed by a march hare.

“You sound like you are blaming this on me!” Applejack puts her face right up to the dragon. This was a mistake because he simply belched flame knocking Applejack on her butt. A piece of parchment was in Applejack’s lap.

“Could you read that? My assistant is predisposed at the moment,” Spike tells Applejack.

“What you say boss,” Applejack snapped unrolling the parchment. A sly smile creeps on her face. “Well, it appears King Dainn is blaming this on you since I’m your slave and you gave the orders to have me help with those rabbits despite my condition. You are sentenced to hard labor on my farm.”

Spike begins to laugh, “Yes, but my black collar slaves may get the same punishment even my reds if I wish.”

-

The six mares kneeled in a line as caribou slammed their heads against the trees.

Rarity turns to Twilight. “You think this red complements my main?” She says before her head slams into the barked surface

“I f’ink I bet my f’ongue!” Pinkie Pie cheered.

“Oh, it looks lovely,” Twilight said as blood ran out her nose.

“All you mares are crazy!” Rainbow Dash snaps.

“You said it sister,” Applejack said before her head went flying into the tree. Suddenly the mare’s eyes rolled in the back of her head and she starts convulsing uncontrollably.

“And she’s a purple again,” Twilight rolls her eyes, “If she keeps doing that we may have to get her a color changing collar.”