AppleBloom Gets Stuffed

The few months after the 'incident' in the Everfree, AppleBloom has been spending more and more time away from the ponies she loved when she felt like she needed them most. it seems like one of those things you'd have to tell somepony, 'Hay, friend. Have you cut your mane, it looks different. By the way, I was sexually assaulted in the forest a while back by some wolf made out of wood!'

She did' to even know how she got away, either it buggered off, or the beast rolled over in his sleep allowing access to civilization once more. She knows ponies know something is bothering her, when she was first seen in the earliest part of the morning, neck deep in the large bucket of cold water she so reluctantly avoids most nights before bed. She had to tell somepony eventually… but who. Her over-protective sister will have a heart attack, the crusaders don't really know how… 'the do' is done. For all they know it could be a threesome between a stork the couple wanting the baby.

'Perhaps Twilight' the violated farm pony pondered, 'she will probably understand. And having a neighbor who's practically all STEM jobs rolled into one purple pony princess really helps!' she continued, thinking without her usual dialect.

Through the aether, a certain daemon was strolling beside the troubled filly, unseen to the mortal eye. Slannesh walked in her usual fashion… by floating, swaying her hips as if she was walking without a bra with breasts made of… umm,  bouncy stuff? Rubber… yea - with breasts made of rubber.

"Now, how do deal with her? with enough power and persuasion, I could do a 'deal with the devil' and mentally and physically remove the event and replace it with a happy memory of brewing potions of 'whatever' or 'who gives a damn?'" she continued speaking aloud, not bothered of the possible lowering of the 'space-frequency thing,' moving her to the material plane without any warning, "Prehaps…" with a new idea in her head, she clicked her purple-ish fingers, causing an explosion of colours and pattern, a common sight among 'gods.'

AppleBloom gasped, the world plunged into an abyss of white, only the objects closer than ten feet of her looking like they were from the material realm. Even then it was if it was from the noir-filtered movers… movies, whatever they were called! Except for one thing… a golden aura of light rained down upon the filly, riding the awe-inspiring photons was something covered with even more gold than the fanciest chalice of fanciness  itself! A figure, bipedal, on its back were gargantuan wings, flowing with grace and beauty. It's ornate amour looked as if it were soaked in the largest gold reserve in Canterlot, with several depictions of a red eye and holy symbolism bulging out along with a red tear and the Aquila. His robe that hung to his chest depicted that of a white fur-clad beast that looked like a lion, and beneath his long, flowing blond wig were a few strands of Abbadon-black hair.

His feet landed on the noir steps of Shugercube Corner, nary a sound produced by such heavy-looking armour. It walked closer, the chime of several ornaments like chainmail and a large scabbard, sheathing a mighty sword.

"Young one," His voice sounded like the pluck of a harp and had a sooth and subtle commanding tone, "I hear your plight. Embrace me young one, and I will cure your ailment caused by the beast of Naylor." He stood now ten feet from young AppleBloom promising everything she needed this moment. She took a small step forwards, feeling warmer and more at peace with every inch of her hoof closer to the gargantuan saint.

"Young one," another voice said. This one was feminine and came with an after-effect like the Chrysalis, but gave of a soothing effect, "everything has a cost, young one," it continued. The young farm pony looked behind her. Another ten feet away from her was another figure. This one was large. It hovered above the ground by around a foot, and even then it was twice the size of the angelic biped twenty feet away from it. She was serpent in nature, with a deep purple with a pink underbelly. She had many arms and at her waist hung not legs, but a long tail that she wore around her thin neck. Her face was pale and her face had no meat to it, her pink scales clung close to her bones. Her pink scales where around the skeletal features of her face like the cheekbones and brow whilst the darker, flushed purple were worn tight around her cranium. And to the sides of her head lay to large horns pointing forwards which she fondled with one of her arms whilst the others either lay at her side, had her hips firmly, or covered some of the teats of her six breasts: the most prominent pair being the top two, whilst the other four lay a bit sagged.

"You are looking at a false prophet, young one. Come closer to me and deal with the devil," she concluded, beckoning AppleBloom with an extended arm.

AppleBloom, looked towards the golden gargantuan to hear a counter-argument to the large serpent, but to receive none. With a face of disgust, the mighty legs buckled and the winged body fell where it stood. The young farm pony yelped, jumping back a bit to dodge the fallen giant, feeling the cold air like an aroma around the large serpent biting her defiled rump. From the body of angelic creature, a smaller beast leaped from it, phasing through the armour.

"Party-pooper" Lamia scowled, hir body dissipating somewhere into the aether. AppleBloom looked in horror as her savior was indeed a false prophet and the large serpent coiled around the little filly.

"I'll make you a deal, filly," she said, cutting to the chase, "I can erase, replace, etcetera, etcetera memories physical traits, whatever… to an extent. And I don't want to waste my power… soo, here's what I can do for a win/win situation for both of us: 1. I will erase everyone's memory relating to that thing with Natlor's wolf and replace it with a pleasant day or whatever. 2. I can undo anything physical like your virginity, tightness, whatever. Though, you may not realize how good that'll be for 'ye in the future. You like this so far?" she said, the little filly nodding.

"3. every time me or someone else puts you here, you will remember everything that has happened in this place and the forest. This is so you don't keep on doing bad head, you know what I mean?" She paused, no reply from AppleBloom meaning the stereotype you hear based on ponies like in Appleoosa or North Carolina was false… possibly.

"Well then, as I said earlier, everything costs something, right?" she asked rhetorically, laying AppleBloom on her back and shoving her crotch to the young filly's face, "now, lick it. Let's see how good you are!"

AppleBloom was instinctively confused at the order, the simple notion of such a lewd idea weird, but she gave in and extended her tongue out and her eyes clamped shut. Slannesh moaned at the touch, indirectly telling the young filly she is doing good thus far. AppleBloom slid her tongue up and down the clit of the daemon, trying to keep only the tip touching the monster's crotch since the taste had disgusting bitter sensation with a bitter-sweat aroma.

"You can do better than that!" The daemon laughed, using her bony fingers to push the farm filly's entire muzzle into the large snatch of Slannesh, "tap hard if you really want to breath! Oh and- oh, right there!" Slannesh moaned loudly, pressing AppleBloom's head further in. AppleBloom thrashed her hooves wildly at the lack of oxygen as her face was stuck between a hand and a sensitive place. But still, she had to force herself to stick her tongue in further in Slannesh's canal whilst using her muzzle to rub the strange nub at the top of the vagina.

After around half a minute, Slannesh pulled back AppleBloom's bow. AB gasped for air before being shoved back in violently with her mouth wide open. This carried on for several minutes when the mighty daemon was nearing her climax, keeping AB without air for longer periods of time. The filly in question was thrashing her hooves next to Slannesh's snatch frantically as the little girl was suffocating to near-death in the pussy of a daemon.

"There's… n-no point, young one!" Slannesh boomed, riding on the edge of an orgasm, "In this plain, if you do… die, you'll just sp-spring back to life in a minute or two! I'm just… just being nice when giving you a-" She couldn't finish as she hit climax. Strange juices flooded AB's mouth as the bony hand trapping her let the young filly crash on to the floor, her form convulsing wildly on the floor, much-air filling her dying lungs.

After a few long minutes, the inpatient Slannesh picked up the recovering filly by the scruff of her neck.

"No more…" AppleBloom said in shallow breaths to the un-delight of Slannesh,

"No more? You're gonna' be in and out of here for the rest of your life!" she chuckled, "now, if you want this to be easier on you, you should lube me up!" as soon as she finished AppleBloom was on her crotch again, to the disappointment of the little filly. But as soon as she stated to stick her tongue out in defeat, a large nub the size of a tennis ball pressed against her mouth. Instantly, she started struggling against Slannesh's purple talons.

"Hmm, don't bite!" Slannesh said as the nub extended into AppleBloom's mouth as a long, thick shaft, "Also, no air this time."

AppleBloom screamed as load a someone with an ever-growing Dick in their mouth can as the diameter of the shard increased and the tip hit the back of her throat, going down her gullet to her stomach.

After about a minute, the long shaft was pressing against the entrance to AppleBloom stomach and the meaty pike had pressed her food pipe to its absolute limit, creating a large bulge going from her neck to her belly. Slowly, Slannesh moved AppleBloom back to get as much stimulation as she could, all the while teasing AppleBloom with the air she would not receive. The last thing the young girl did see before passing out was her bead being slammed right to Slannesh's hilt, her dick breaking through into the little stomach of the farm pony.

When she finally went limp and the twitching stopped, Slannesh smirked, counting down until her young victim should be revived, and a time limit she has to endure before she can inflate this filly a first time. Grabbing her momentarily corpse with two hands she furiously jerked off with it, grinding her shaft against her bloated gullet and pounding the bottom of her (right now) empty stomach. With an index finger, she kept the dead filly's mouth open wide enough so that her teeth would not snag against her furious masturbation whilst the other one was busy fingering her tight arse.

Slowly, as life was being breathed back into the filly, her gullet became tighter and so did the back enter acne and stomach enter acne as she was being repaired of all damage. As her eyes slowly began to flutter open, her brain registered she was being brutally used as a fuck-sock, Slannesh bursted into her, her load bloating her stomach to breaking point in a second whilst the rest tried to escape through a small stream into her intestines, mixed with stomach acid, burning her inner-walls. She openly sobbed as the pain was unbearable to her. When her stomach was on the brink of splattering her insides white, Slannesh brutally grabbed AB's underbelly, squeezing all the cum out of her arse in a spectacular display.

And it did, cum exploded from her rear in a mix of blood, stomach acid, saliva and gallons upon endless gallons of cum. Slannesh, not wanting to wait a shill before she is revived again, removed her ginormous foal-fiddler, giving AppleBloom oxygen before she dies again, which the filly greedily took in her shriveled air-sacks. Her body slid off her rod into the pile of blood and jizz, more being added to the mound as AB violently threw-up continuously, crying all the while. She was in such a state that she didn't even notice, or just couldn't care when her legs were spread for the daemon monster-cock who's head has tapping the little girl's newly virgin birth canal.

"For the rest of your life." Slannesh whispered into AppleBloom's ear, most likely drowned out by the filly's wails of pain as her insides are eaten by what's left of her stomach acid inside her body.

The tip of Slannesh's cock, now twice the size of a tennis ball, pressed harder against the undeveloped foal pussy. The daemon Prince had four arms on her young frame, all wriggling her around and pushing her onto her death-scepter for minutes until her tight pussy gave in and her muscles stretched beyond belief, all causing immense pain in the young girl whilst stimulating the meaty pike insanely! The bloated tip was already hitting the womb, with still one and a half feet of dick still vacant of pony pussy.

Slannesh enjoyed every moment of this, stimulating herself as much as she could. Using two hands, she firmly held AB's left eye wide open as she licked up her tears and dragged her sandpaper tongue over the young eyeball, much to the dismay of the rape victim. Slannesh suckled on the eyeball, lapping up all of the delicious juices as she could, even digging her forked tongue under the socket and the interior of her eye-lids, blinding AppleBloom for sure until she would be eventually healed by the strange majiks of this realm. Meanwhile, her dick was pushing its way into the undeveloped womb, thrusting the walls of the baby-maker to a bloodied pulp.

"Oh myself, how are you soo rapeable!" Slannesh moaned in pure ecstasy, stealing a deep, unwanted kiss with the young foal.

After several minutes of sexual groping and deep thrusting, the meat scepter punctured through the young womb of AppleBloom, the daemon dick angling itself awkwardly so it thrusts into AB's half-digested intestinal tracks, mangling the organ whilst breaking the pelvis in the process. Blood was streaming from the farm pony's delightfully destroyed pussy, and the fuck-hole was gradually becoming nothing more than a useless orifice with no stimulation to be found. Slannesh brutally tried to fist the young pony's anus, but to no avail. Quick to think of an idea, Slannesh, clawed the interior of AB's throat, trying not to cut the jugular vain.

Now with a lubed-up hand, Slannesh shoved it up AB's tail hole with as much force as she could put onto it without thrusting it through to her mouth, killing her in a jiffy. After that was done, she wanked herself through the dissolved intestinal wall of the sobbing filly as the dick of death jabbed at the diaphragm of the filly, directly controlling her breathing with a chaotic pattern of of powerful thrusts.

"I am… g-going to kill you over and over again 'till I'm satisfied with your destroyed cum-dumpster of a body" she said, bursting her diaphragm, giving AB only a minute at the most before she dies again, Th-then you'll be passed to the next one, then- oh, bloody Nora, I'm gonna'… Hnnnnn pass you into the n-ne… holy shit!" The Daemon screamed, bursting her load into the filly. With all her arms she held the filly tightly, thrusting her dick into the dying filly whilst painting her white and red, using all of her hands to block all exits where her load could escape. The little filly screamed as much as she could with the last of her air through Slannesh's t

fingers before the pressure grew to great and her heart was crushed by the immense pressure from the cum and the arms crushing the rib-cage, snuffing the young foal's life as her body exploded and the tip of the immense dick burst through her mouth.

Slannesh laid in the ground, her dick, with a good days work, shriveled back into her groin, cum dribbling from the tip still, all her arms massaging her giant breasts as AppleBloom's bones mended and the stew that is the muscled clamps on and inflating themselves to their original shape. It wasn't until some of her organs where built and blood started pumping again did her screams started.

"Oh, shut it!" Slannesh growled, mashing her fist on AB's newly-formed head, caving it in and her body going limp again, "Ugh, I'll go tell Lamia that shi can go next. But, I'll tell her to go after a week or two since you played nice. Hm, and I guess we're done here. Yeah, I won't keep killin' you during awesome sex today. Maybe in a month. Well! See you soon, young one!" She clapped her hands and disappeared.

After AppleBloom fully formed again, she stood up, her crying could be heard a mile away. Then there was a flash! Ponies could be heard talking again in the bustling market place. AB opened her eyes and wiped off some tears who's origins where unknown to her. But everything seemed… peaceful, like a weight had been lifted. She had some bits on her, maybe she could borrow some books about alchemy from the library [1] for her lessons with Zecora on Tuesday. That would be nice.