Winnie's Adventure

Bother, bother, bother. The yellow bear’s tummy growled. Winnie the Pooh Bear held his achy stomach as his waddled forward past luscious green scenery. He felt like he had the shits, yet poor pooh bear had nothing to eat today. He sighed as his belly rumbled at him.

“I know tummy, I know. I must find some delicious, golden, sweet, silky…”

Winnie rambled on as he traversed the forest. He came across a fallen tree and climbed onto of it. He walked across the tree as if it were a tightrope, holding out his small, yellow paws to balance himself. The trees above cascaded shadows of leaves upon the forest floor. The air was crisp and the ground was soft. Winnie was as hungry as a chubby, Mexican woman who lives in California waiting for a man to treat her right, yet she bitches about the simple stuff, that ungrateful bitch MARIA…. He knew his food was but a hop, skip, and jump away.

Winnie came to a stop as he studied his surroundings with great focus. As Winnie stared at the sunlight emitting from the tree tops, he had heard a rustling. He looked in the direction of the noise to see the simple, beautiful terrain. Winnie went to step forward, when he immediately felt something he hadn’t felt before. He had taken dick in his furry ass, but this was different.

Winnie slowly glanced at his right shoulder where a three foot pole emerged from his body. A redness trickled from the entrance, over the wooden pole, and unto the ground. Winnie grasped his shoulder as the pain quickly rushed to his arm. The world faded into the mix of sunlight and the pallets of the green forest. The ground rushed forward.

Darkness.

Winnie felt himself emerge and sink in and out of consciousness. The pain in his shoulder stayed as it was the first thing he would notice on this balance of mindfulness.

Suddenly his eyes shot open. Before him was a town’s worth of colorful horses chanting towards him. He tried to comfort his sore shoulder, but felt the tight grasp of rope holding his body to a cold, lifeless metal pole. The spear that dug well in his shoulder was no where to be seen, yet his wound remained. His eyes watered, his mouth was dry, and his throat was weak.

The ponies’ chants become sporadic, increasing in loudness almost as the sea’s waves themselves crash harshly into Winnie’s ear drums. Tribal drums beat to his heart, wistfully bouncing, clashing with what were now the townfolk’s screams of shrieks and terror. Their faces were painted dark, dripping over lips as their mouths screamed. The dim sunlight faded in the distance and along with it, the glistened faces of the ponies.

Their shrieks continued into the dark until fire erupted around the crowd. Unfazed, their throats rattled against the night air. Winnie wore a drained face as he glaringly looked over the crowd.

Without sudden warning, the voices stopped. The drums no longer played. The ponies’ faces drenched with dripping sweat, stood staring at Winnie. They gasped and breathed quietly. For what seemed liked hours, they were quiet.

Suddenly, out of the darkness, a particular blue Pegasus pony walks out in front of him.

“W-who are you?” Winnie asks.

“My name is Rainbow Dash, and I know very well that you do not deserve to serve as this town's sacrifice. Everything is going to be okay, shackleburg.”

“Oh..” came Winnie's reply. He came.

In the next instant, Rainbow Dash walks up to the tied bear, grabs him by the waist, and rips him off of the pole with brute force, breaking a few of his bones in the process.

“Oh my gaaaaah! My foam fountain! It is full of!.... Pancakes.” said Winnie

Rainbow Dash then slammed him hard onto the ground, breaking every single fucking bone in his body, causing him to gargle out massive amounts of blood. He was going through pure hell.

“R-Rainbow Dash, please....please stop! I can't take this anymore. I am a car on top of a blue waffle of tomorrow's footlong orbital!”

Rainbow Dash did not stop. Her hunger for the honey-smelling bear was unfathomable. She wanted him.

She needed him.

Inside of her.

Afro Samurai.

Suddenly, out of fucking nowhere, Winnie grew to twenty times his size, grabbed the blue pegasus pony, and shoved his massive penis inside of her glistening pussy so hard, that it came out of her ass.

She died.

“Excellent, just as planned.” Winnie said.

Penis.

All of the other ponies could only watch in sheer horror as the pooh they were about to murder was now a monster greater than all of them.

As of today, there will no longer

It already did

Holy actual

Did you see

Nuts my fuk come god oh please.

“W-what happened? How as this even possible!?” exclaimed one pony citizen.

“He's so burger!” screamed another.

Winnie glared at all of them. Just as he was about to walk over and start killing them, he heard a rustling of movements behind him. Turning around, he saw the lifeless body of Rainbow Dash hover in the air, and her injuries suddenly became a thing of the past.

She was alive. Rainbow Dash was now alive. She was no longer dead. Rainbow Dash is not dead.

16 oz.

“That was a grave mistake you made, you apple sauce. I will now kill you, and regain my title as the greatest obito shinobi okakokomura town hall level 9 in all of this parking lot!”

“W-wait a minute, Rainbow. If I'm right here, and you're right there, then that means...” Winnie begins.

Rainbow vomits.

“Rainbow, please... please oh god come suck my balls!”

Rainbow gave Winnie the blow-job of the gods.

So did you want to

We already have

That was so fun

Yes oh yes I want to no all over your dirty yes. That was so yes and I didn't even yes.

Yes.

Winnie came so much in Rainbow's mouth, that she dies a second fucking time in one day.

“I-I am a GOD.” Winnie says as he shrank back down to his normal size and shoved his right fist into his ass.

That basket is full of

Ovens.