I finished mating with Twilight. But the voice, the Omniscience, wants more. Who else is next?

Rarity

1 pregnant out of ? waifus.

Flash Sentry swaggered throughout the halls, his dick rock hard and ready to fuck anything. The supreme one was with him always. Canterlot High was about just barely awake. His penis slid across the locker doors, his semen leaving a sticky trail on the cold steel.

“My dear Flash Sentry,” the Omniscience spoke with upmost reverence, “It is quite the start of the day for you. However, the next girl is feisty for you to plant.”

“Plant what?” Flash Sentry asked, buck ass naked while his dick was still sliding across the lockers.

“Your seed of course. That is the duty of an alpha male like yourself.”

“I’m an alpha male?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

“Because I want to end this chapter quick, end into that classroom and have sex with her.” A dim light gave a soft glow on a nearby door.

“What are the chances of a girl at school this early?” Flash Sentry asked, pointing at the door. His dick did the same.

“You do not have to question me, the Omniscience, my dear Flash Sentry. I know everything.”

“Does that mean you know when everything is going to end?”

“Well, sort of. But do you wish to hear me talk or fuck a girl?”

“Actually, I want to hear you-”

“Sex it is!”

The Omniscience opened the door, thrusting the savior of the universe inside. “That won’t be the only thing thrusting, Flash Sentry!” the grand voice spoke.

Flash Sentry stood in front of a pale-looking girl. Her name was Rarity. She had purple-ish sort of like hair. She was still in only panties and a bra. Flash Sentry commenced to fuck Rarity. She was tied up by a bunch of fabric and was blindfolded in a classroom before school even started. Her small muffles was soft underneath her gag and Flash Sentry groped her on the boob.

She shrieked. “Who’s touching me?!” She asked, beginning to move her entire body. However, due to the restricting clothes tied, it was a miracle that Flash Sentry could hear her. “I’m touching you,” he said, peering both of his hands on her womberknockers. With a slight squeeze, Rarity struggled even harder.

“I was in the middle of changing before I woke up to this!” She exclaimed, unable to do anything about Flash Sentry’s rapey advances. Flash Sentry pulled her bra down and licked his lips. Her soft pink nipples peered out like cereal in a bowl of milk. His fingers began to play with them.

But he got bored.

With an already boner filled inducing erection, Flash Sentry undid the gag on Rarity. He slammed the dick onto her face and shoved his meatstick deep inside. Similar to the word, “marehood” in really bad My Little Pony clopfics, Flash Sentry liked the feeling being inside of Rarity’s mouthhood.

It felt pretty good. She wasn’t biting and her gurgling choke made his little big weenie harder. Surprisingly, Rarity was a tiny girl. Flash Sentry just inserted the tip into her mouth. It seemed she didn’t like the taste of precum.

Being the nice guy he was, he didn’t fuck her in the mouth.

Instead, he fucked her in the mouthhood.

His globberwanker spread her lips wider than the Grand Canyon when Mother Nature was on her period. Her cheeks were filled with his delicious man meat, similar to eating meat, but for meal purposes only. But it really wasn’t that delicious for her at all. It was merely too salty, too big, and too smelly for meat. She was blind and didn’t want to chomp down and give a little bit of teeth.

He came. She choked. He ‘ahh’ed. She sputtered. He dabbed his dick into the side of her cheek. His semen dropped down her face.

Flash Sentry likes.

Flash Sentry moved onto her poontang. Her bedazzled poontang. It was quite a rarity of course. His face crept to between her legs. It was nice panties. Soft panties. It smelled good. Her vagina was prime for his man fucking meat.

He pulled the panties down to reveal her juicy pussy

She said no. She yelled, “No please, have mercy!”

He didn’t care and jammed himself all up in her vagina

But she seemed too fragile, much like porcelain from China.

He pulled out and wondered how to fuck her.

He shrugged and put it in again to fuck her.

He gave a grin, taking a peek at her exposed womanhood,

Much like my suicidal tendencies would, looking at that word, womanhood

This poem isn’t a poem at all

Fuck you.

Before you knew it, her bedazzled poontang was semen filled. It felt good to him.

Yes.

Yes it was.

Author's Note

It's my birthday today.
To celebrate it, have at this horrendous yearly update.

Sorry.