Death Rides A Pony

'Um I don't know about this'

Fluttershy was new to the drug scene and only kind of liked XXYYXX but her good friend Discord told her that it was straight ill to do drugs and handed her the tabs. To her they looked like candy, to the rest of us they were the gateway to the Gaspar Noe 2011 mind-trip first person perspective thriller 'Enter the Void'.

Fluttershy wasn't very cool in school. She was voted 'most gay' and 'stupidest horse'. She swallowed the tablets, washing them down with a Rasberry Vodka.

She still wasn't cool. She was just on a lot of drugs.

'I'm a fucking horse!' she had wrestled the mic from DJ EZZT on the stage and was screaming things like 'who likes Soft Gang? Who likes Soundcloud?' and 'can you believe that I'm a horse? Who's a horse in this shit?' Before her speech slurred and after expirmenting with kissing two horses at once, Fluttershy told Discord that she was very lonely and may be the loneliest horse ever.

'Yeah, good party huh?' Discord replied, going over to make some major moves on Screwball and [REDACTED] Hooves. The sinking feeling was insurmountable, she could feel it in the pit of her stomach. She had drunk dialed Angel Bunny a few times, he didn't respond.

'What if we're all dead? What if we're all dead!?' she kept yelling, cradled on the bathroom linolium, the stall was caked with sharpie graffitotags. Swastikas and pictures of characters from Littlest Pet House as far as the eye could see.

She found something neat, real neat. It was a number for a good time.
Fluttershy was always one for good times, she liked spending good times with her friends under the influence or otherwise.

Three fives and other numbers, she dialed furiously, too furiously, she had to correct her dials a couple times. She was experiencing what Pharrell Williams and Spider-Man deal with on a day to day basis: the human plague that is synethesia. She saw the booming dance track as a collection of colors and the Playstation 2 rail shooter Rez.

It was horrible. She just wanted to be in the forest, she wanted to go home and make a salad for Angel Bunny. She wasn't feeling cool, she was just sweaty and she had kissed some ponies she didn't know well.

Ring. Ring.

The call was going through, maybe Fluttershy could get help on the other line. The floor was growing warmer, she was growing acclimated to the linolium, it was becoming a bed to her.

Ring. Ring.

What if somepony strange was on the other end? What if it was somepony she didn't know, some pony she was disturbing at the late phase of the moon? She couldn't focus on much, she was too busy flying through the color blue. And then she began to retch. Blood and saliva, foods she had forgotten poured from her mouth. Her eyes began to water, creamy whites and blue irises fast became puffy and red.

“Oh Celestia. Oh I'm sick...”

Her sinuses were blocked, it felt as if parasprites flooded her nasal cavities, they were eating and eating well. She could hear the ringing and she was tripping fucking hard. Her teeth chattered, it was like hooves at the Annual Apple Family Get Together barn dance. Up and down, syncopated.

“Um. Hello...”

“Who may this be speaking to me?” It was Zecora, puzzled and dropping some hot bars. Real rap nigga, ATL nigga.

“Oh – oh shit, oh Celestia, please help me” the words gushed from Fluttershy dripping maw like water from a frothing hose.

“Who the fuck is this? What the fuck's this shit?”

“that's a forced rhyme!” Fluttershy was flustered-shy and hung up quickly to save herself from the embarassment of calling Zecora out on her fucking shit.

The gargling grew to an uncomfortable volume, ponies in parallel stalls were hollaring at Fluttershy to keep it down. In her present state she could hardly process the color of her mane let alone the voices of others. She was shivering and sweating at the same time. Drops on her nose.

'Snow?' Fluttershy was puzzled among other things, the words popped through the saliva bubbles. She couldn't fight off the fact that she really wanted to listen to some J Dilla and watch Bad Boys, DMT is a hell of a drug.

'Am I invincible? Am I a super hero from the future?'

A chortle rang through the base of her spine 'Far from it little pony...'

A long and mighty hoof pounded the hard ivory tiles, once and again. It was arched, delicate but there was something sinister about it. Fluttershy summoned what strength she had and craned her neck up 'Pfft...pfffshhhhttt' It hurt to move, it hurt to think, she should just sleep.
'So far away from your friends, aren't you?'

'I just want to go home...'

Heat eminated from the sculpted hoof, it ran across Fluttershy matted mane like a mare lulling her filly to sleep.

'We stopped you... you're Queen C--'

'It's hard to speak for you, I understand, just listen – Royalty rarely sets foot in these dens of depraivaty but we're all a little depraived aren't we little pony?'

Statuesque and long in fang, Crysalis, Queen of the changlings brought her neck down and nuzzled the tripped Pegasus.

'So weary and wings beaten, you want to fly but you can barely walk...'

'Discor—'

'At home, awake, upside-down and playing some practical joke on himself we can assume. Those pills came from one of my agents assuming his form.'

'Wh-' her eyes were beginning to close on their own, Chrysalis pinned her down, panting long and heavy.

'Because we wanted to little one. We saw you among Celestia's champions and we wanted to taste you.'

Her long forked tongue, punched through and sopping wet ran along Fluttershy's nape. Licks became kisses, Fluttershy couldn't fight it.

'You wanted to --' she forced her long tongue down Fluttershy's throat 'To fit in, to belong, you're belonging. You belong to me.'

Fluttershy was gagging on her deep kisses, she struggled to cough up, her eyes welled. She was too shy to say anything.

'Lick my holes...'

Fluttershy tried to shake her head limply. 'Lick them you fucking nonce! I'll kill you, I've killed before. Eat my holes like they're deer pussy you fucking tree hugger.' She snarled, smelling of rotting earth and dripping tar, her lips curled into a haughty pucker. She smacked her lips, her long fangs still peaking past. Her long front limbs curled around Fluttershy's resting body.

Chrysalis forced Fluttershy's neck up and Fluttershy licked sloppily around the hole on Chrysalis' hind left. 'Yeah, yeah that's it. The night's cold and the road's long, this is where you belong...'
Fluttershy licked vigorously, Chrysalis' face twisted into a fearsome grin 'Fucking eat my hole you slut'. Before low eyes Chrysalis transformed into form after form, dear friends of Flutteshy and mere acquaintances alike running hooves and muzzle across the drugged pony's body.

'Stop this' she squeaked out the words.

'Just say fuck me.'

'Nnn—' Chrysalis' long black waist had turned into the defined features of Rainbow Dash, her midsection toned and dripping in sweat. It took all of Fluttershy's force of will not ride that plizzzot like it a Harley and she Kim K.

'Say it...'

'Mmmm' With vigor Chrysalis' tongue swirled round and round Fluttershy's asshole, skipping the plot and jumping to the synopsis. Fluttershy was mad into butt stuff, check her Tinder page, her back legs struggled to slip and slide.

'Fuck meee...' She felt dirty, she felt like a 32 year old man who collects toys marketed to 3+ year old girls because of his prediliction for harem style japanimation, justifying it behind the guise of sophistication and clever writing, citing strong thematic reasons, moral storytelling and a dedicated animation team for his being a part of the fandom.

'The lord is more merciful than you think young one.' She pulled her hooves from the pony's chest and assumed a different form, one of a pony who is faster than Sonic and stronger than Knuckles.

'You're trembling...like fire flickers.' she gnashed her terrible teeth and licked her terrible lips. 'In facing me you walked a narrow plank, dear girl, you crossed a terrible bridge.'

She wanted to cry, she wanted to curl up and die right there.

'My Changlings are creatures of hunger, they change the world by engulfing it, hooves will beat rended ground and wings will be clipped by long fangs. You thought I would leave. I was always here. I was your Mayor, I was Snips, I was him and her, this and that. You'll never escape – you and your friends find yourselves living among growling beasts.'

She turned away from her, made her way out. 'Shear your sheep. Wolves walk among you sweet little ponies.'

S o yo u wa n n a p lay w I t h … m agic
Boy, y ou – s ho u ld kn ow what y ou're falling for
Baby do y o u d a r e to do this?
Cause I’m co m I n g at you like a dark horse

“Hey Kids, it's me, popular character Lyra Wingdings from the Pony Program Horse, Of Course.”

“And your old pal Bon-Bon Iver! Winner of three daytime Emmy's for my performances in 'The Suitcase', 'To The Lost' and my writing for the third season of Horseland.”

“We're here to talk about rape culture. Everyone knows that Chrysalis the Queen of Steam is a bad bitch and kills niggas on the 24.”

“That's right Lyra, she's a tough customer and it took everything out of the Pony Squad to take her down.”

“But what you might not know is that Chrysalis is a paid actress, like myself, Bon Bon and actor-singer-songwriter Diane Pie. We here at Horse House put our all in our performances but few more than Chrystine Cline, a Shakespearian actor through and through, conquering the challenge of being a horrifying shapeshifting monster.”

“And although Chrysalis' is a popular character, rape is never a popular character. In this episode of Horse and Home, she did the worst thing a horse can do...play videogames.”

“That's right Bon Bon, when she Medal of Honored all over Fluttershy, I was blushing to say the least and point my frustrations squarely at an ever present and ever failing patriarchy.Video Games are an epidemic, one that hopes to take hold of all of us MaYres by our chinny chinny chins and our plump plots”

“I'm saving my plot for marriage.”

“Thank you for reading this cautionary tale about how video games can bring about the undoing of a horse analog for a societal microcosm. Fear is our greatest weapon. Continue to fear men and changlings.”

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