Yellow & Blue: A Tragic Tale of Friendship

This piece of clopfic trash, my first fanfic ever, was inspired by the violence of "Cupcakes" and defective notions of sexual intimacy formed while reading Penthouse Forum columns from dad's "hidden" stash of girlie magazines up in the attic. It was the emotional (but not thematic) inspiration for the whole "Yellow & Blue" story, and was originally the first chapter when I first published it. But this piece is so crude and lacking in any real continuity that placing it first would turn off anybody who might be interested in the larger story, so I made it a prelude and stuck it at the end of the story. But it is still the genesis that begat the "Catharsis by Pony" that changed my life forever.

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Twilight Sparkle raised her long purple neck as I reached around and fastened the clasp of the heavy gold chain. "I feel so bad, I didn't get a going away present for you," she said. She craned her neck to get a better look at the heavy pendant. "It's so unusual," she said. "I've never heard of anything like it in all Equestria."

"Well," I countered, “a purple unicorn pony is pretty unusual where I come from."

She was captivated by her new present. "I can’t wait to research it in the library." At the bottom of the chain hung a shiny gray stone, about the size of her hoof, set in a web of gold strands. Black and brown patches swirled through the opaque gem.

Twilight looked up and grinned. "Rarity will be *so* jealous. She always wears the pretty things." She rubbed her muzzle against me affectionately, in the pony equivalent of a hug. "I am so glad you came here. You are so different and interesting and exciting and know so many things and you're not a pony and you're not a girl and you say so many funny things and..."

I gently put my hand over her mouth. "I get it," I said tersely. Her constant yakking was one thing I was not going to miss.

She squinted as she surveyed the horizon, looking for any sign of civilization. "This is miles away from anywhere; it's not that pretty and you can't even see the castle towers." She turned toward Ponyville and looked at me, expecting me to follow. "Why did you want to waste your last day out here?"

Unbeknownst to Twilight, here were two important reasons why I chose to spend my last today “out here”. First and most significantly, the portal was opening this afternoon, close by. If I was going to pump my friend Twilight full of human semen against her will, the rape had to be this afternoon.

The second was that there was some kind of big all-mare party tonight, and in the hubbub it was less likely she would be missed. I was really curious about that party. Pinkie made it seem like there was a lot more going on than mane-braiding and hoof-painting. An all-night get together with that many females, human or pony, signaled either a cocaine-fueled Tupperware party or a ladies-only lickfest. The latter sounded more likely and more interesting. But it didn't matter, because I would be back in the real world hours before it started. Next time, maybe.

I put my hand on her mane. "Don’t leave yet, Twilight. I just want to tell you again how much I appreciate everything you've done for me while I was visiting Equestria." I reached down and hefted the darkening stone. "And since I'm leaving in a few hours, I wanted to leave you with a special memory you'll never forget." I stroked down her shoulders, teasing her mane.

"I hate to say it, but I think I'm going to miss your human hands the most," she said wistfully. "Our hooves are fine, but all of those fingers you have can find just the right spots that we can never get." She stretched out her neck and I gave her a firm massage all the way from the base of her purple horn to her collarbone, just like I’d done to her and the other ponies a hundred times since I ‘d been transported to this magical pony-land. I continued working my hands all over her neck and flanks, pushing my thumbs into the purple flesh to get to the deep muscles. At one point, while I working down her flank, she stumbled. "Whoa," she said, opening her eyes and looking around. "I must have lost my balance." She shook herself off and leaned back against me, ready for more massaging. The pendant was working.

Lost in the pleasure of a sensuous rub, I slowly worked my hands toward her underside. It took several minutes before she realized my intentions were other than platonic. Her eyes popped open and she turned toward me. "Hey, I don't like that feeling. Stop." I ignored her, continuing little scratching motions from her chest backwards. "Stop!" she yelled "Get away from me!” as my roving hands caressed the soft, smooth skin of her inner thighs.

"I said, get away!" She reared, unsteadily, and aimed her horn at me. I took a few steps back, my brain unsure which reflex to use when confronted by a rearing purple pony. She closed her eyes and scrunched up her face, preparing a spell that would probably blast me into the next kingdom. Her horn flickered once, twice, and then went dark. Twilight opened her eyes to see me still standing there, arms crossed with a self-satisfied smirk on my face.

"What, what's happening?" she asked frantically. "What's happened to my magic? What happened to my horn?" Although there were a few glints of light from time to time, the source of her magical power had turned dull gray-black. She took a few awkward steps backward, and shook her head as if she were trying to clear her thoughts.

"What did you do..." her voice trailed off as she looked down to the stone around her neck. "What is this necklace? It scares me. Take it off," she screamed. "Take it off, now!" I stood there, watching her pull on the necklace. As much as she tried, she could not break the thick gold chain that bound it to her. She jumped and bucked and ran around and then tripped over a root, sprawling face-down in the dirt.

I stood over her prone form as she struggled to regain her footing. "Well, well, well," I chuckled. "It looks like our little Twilight has lost her sparkle."

I reached into my satchel and pulled out a length of stiff rope. "That rope's so strong it could pull down a dozen apple trees and not so much as break a thread," AppleJack had drawled when she loaned it to me. I’d taken a liking to the straight-talking cowgirl pony. I had considered giving my "special gift" to her, but in the end I opted for somepony a little more gullible and a lot less athletic. I slid the rope over Twilight's ears and pulled it snug around her throat.

"Unhhh," she grunted. "My legs are so heavy, I can barely move."

"That's the idea, Twilight. Even a piss-ant pony like you can put up a fight when cornered. I needed something to even the odds." Using the rope I helped pull her to her feet, staying clear of those hooves. Until her strength faded more, a punch to the face or groin from one those would be a game-ender.

When she got back on her feet I yanked the rope as hard as I could in the direction of the fence. She fought me every step of the way and every time she stopped I gave her horn a good slap, knocking her off balance and letting me get a few yards farther. Eventually I got her alongside the fence. I wrapped the rope around the middle rung of the fence, pulling her head down so she couldn't lift it above her shoulders. I used the remaining rope to tightly bind her body and legs together and to the wooden posts of the fence. Fear radiated from every hair on her body.

I ran my fingers lightly along her purple side, feeling the strong muscles underneath the warm pony skin. I fondled every inch of her, top and bottom. I kissed the purple star on her ass. I rubbed my face against her sleek horse flesh, my arousal growing as I imagined myself buried in her. I felt little nipples on her smooth belly. I sighed. Tits would have been nice. I should have made her conjure up a pair of huge stiff-nippled boobs before I put the necklace on her. A pair of soft udders to slap around while I assaulted her would have enhanced the experience. But it was too late now.

I moved directly in front of her and unbuckled my pants. I always wondered why, in a land of magical naked horses, I felt the need to wear clothes. Modesty, I guess. Or maybe I just felt self-conscious at the thought walking around Ponyville with a huge boner all the time.

My stiff cock sprang up as my pants fell to the ground. "Whaz is that?" she asked in a mixture of surprise, fear, and curiosity, with the beginning of a netherstone-induced slur.

"I guess," I explained as I rubbed my cock, "you could call this MY magic horn." I smiled a wicked smile. "Except unlike your horn, a netherstone necklace doesn't take away my magic horn’s power." I gazed upon those sleek purple flanks and her beautiful rounded rump, and felt my fuck-stick jump in my hand. "In fact, I think it gives it even more power."

I lifted her face up to mine. I looked at her beautiful face with its high horsey cheekbones. Her huge eyes were awash with tears. "Why are you doing this?" she sobbed. "I thought you were my friend."

"Because, sweetie, I am your friend. You are my favorite pony in all of Equestria. I told you I wanted you to have a special memory that no other pony will ever have."

I ran my hands lovingly over her striped bangs and soft purple cheeks, wiping away the tears. Her animators had done a perfect job; she still had a cute-as-a-button pony face but they had redrawn the pony muzzle with a mostly human nose and mouth. Of course the addition of that unicorn horn had both aesthetic as well as function uses. I closed my fist around her horn and pulled, forcing the doomed pony's head toward her cum-spurting destiny. She fought me every step of the way, but she had grown weak enough that eventually I forced her face even with my prick.

I slowly rubbed my cock over her cheeks, the first strings of pre-cum mixing with her salty tears. She twisted her head back and forth, trying to escape my molesting member. As much as I liked the thought of cross-species foreplay, I didn't have time for a wrestling match with her face. “Stop it,” I barked. I pulled on her horn, hard, slamming the poor pony’s head into the fence railing.

Fazed for only a second, the imperiled pony resumed her frenzied struggle, tossing her head and bucking weakly against her bondage harness. “Bad!,” I yelled as I slammed her face into the wooden rails for a second time. “PONY!” The fence shook as I pounded her skull against it a final time.

She was a lot more docile after that.

She was crying so hard now that her breath came in great wracking sobs; each intake of breath in brought recognition of the pain and betrayal of someone she once trusted, and each breath out exhaled stark terror at the thought that this madman might finish her. Her life was in my hands; the netherstone and my brutality had destroyed any strength left to disobey.

"Oh, baby," I crooned. "This is going to feel *so* good." I ran my hands down to her mouth, and gently stroked her soft, full lips with my fingertips. One finger snaked its way into the moist, warm cavity that was soon to receive my fuck stick. Drool slid down my hand as those huge anime eyes began to droop. The netherstone was working too well. If I didn't hurry my purple plaything would collapse before I could consummate our friendship.

I pushed the hand in farther, feeling her large teeth. Those chompers could put a quick end to my selfless mission to introduce, regardless of personal cost, my Earth cock to every mare and filly in Ponyville. I jammed my class ring between her back teeth, effectively locking her jaw open just enough for a thorough exam to be performed by my fully engorged, one-eyed dentist. I thought the ring trick was pretty clever, except that I shouldn't have had to improvise. I would never forgive myself if missing a little detail like that spoiled a purple pony face fuck.

With my free hand I grabbed her horn and pulled and jerked and twisted, finally achieving the right angle and my dick slid deep into her mouth. Her nose was buried in my pubic hair, and I could feel her panicked gasping against my groin. The ecstasy of being completely enveloped by warm moistness of her pony throat was a feeling unlike any Earth whore could give. Her tongue tried vainly to repel the intruder, but only succeeded in giving my pole a thorough rubdown. My hips took on a life of their own and started little thrusting motions, seeking out every cranny of her oral cavity. I reveled in the warmth and softness of her mouth. I could feel the very top of her throat on my deep, grinding thrusts. She shook and twisted her head from side to side, trying to knock me free. I worked my fingers into her mane and pulled, immobilizing her head. "Hey," I cautioned. “Is that any way to say goodbye to your special friend? Do that shit again and I'll rip your horn off."

I slowly withdrew until just the fat cock head was lodged between her soft pony lips. I tipped her head up and gazed into her equine eyes. This was better than I had ever wet-dreamed. The waterworks were on full force; tears poured out of those huge brown eyes, soaking her cheeks and making shallow puddles on the ground. "Don't cry Twilight; just think of this the goodbye gift you never got me,” I snickered. “I’m damn sure I appreciate your gift more than you do mine." Still staring into her face, I pushed forward, savoring every painful, terrifying second of her abuse. She grimaced in pain, and closed her eyes, trying to shut out the unbelievable horror unfolding before her.

The spirited mare moved about, but the combination of my hand, the ropes, and her weakening kept me lodged deep in her oral heaven. I slowly fucked her mouth in earnest. In and out, in and out, I sawed. By now my shaft was completely lubricated with pony drool. If there was a heaven for horse abusers, this must be it.

It must have been five or so minutes of concerted pony mouth-assault when I felt my ring hand starting to cramp. I shifted into high gear, pistoning my meat muscle faster and more forcefully into her face. My strokes became longer; just to her lips on the outstroke, then deep into her warm wet mouth. Her wet pony tongue continued to duel with my fuck-stick, but she was only hastening the gooey, sticky end.

Every cell of my body cried out for release; every hair stood on end. My total conquest of her body and spirit was seconds away. All that remained was to pollute her once innocent body with my fuck cream, to truly brand her as My Little Pony. My body and my brain took a vote and were in total agreement. "Okay baby, time for the happy, happy, happy ending to this fairy tale," I husked.

My ball sack rose and contracted, preparing to pump its man-juice deep inside of her. Her eyes popped open in shock as my seed exploded, coating her mouth and throat with sticky goo. I let out a long moan and felt her swallow involuntarily, her body trying desperately to evacuate the mouthful of jizz that could suffocate her. No longer strong enough to buck, could only squirm as my cock continued to dump what felt like gallon after gallon of cum into her. I tightened my vise-like grip on her horn, grinding her beautiful purple face into my cock wool and holding it. I could hear the air whistling through her nose as her body fought for oxygen.

My cock had found the deepest recesses of her oral cavity when my nutsack signaled the end of happy time. My engorged cock shot the last of my thick sperm straight into her throat and lungs. Unprepared for my sudden onslaught of cum, the mare convulsed with a great cough as her body tried to expel the semen from her airways. Her cheeks blew out with every wracking cough and she threw her head from side to side, beginning to suffocate on the engorged member wedged in her mouth.

That was my cue to pull out. I would have loved to stay in longer, but a pony coughing into your dick tends to spoil the moment. I let go of her horn and took a step back, my cock sliding out of her mouth with a soft, wet pop. Twilight stood there, her body wracked with coughing spasms as she tried to spit up my cock vomit. Had I not bound her to the fence, she would have toppled over. After about five minutes the coughing lessened into a wheezing, and she tried to turn her head in my direction. The binding rope caught her, and all she could manage was a sideways glance. Her expression was almost emotionless, her fading strength accelerated by my oral rampage and the subsequent cough as she struggled to blow globs of thick jism out of her lungs. There was still the occasional tear, but cum-fluid dribbled from her lips at a faster rate.

"Hey pony-girl, that was one hell of a throat-fuck. You mares are extraordinary in so many ways." I wiped sperm and pony-spit off my cock, groin, and where the excess had run down my leg. She looked up at me with a look between terror and sadness. Or was it joy at having received a bucket of man-cum in her mouth? She was so fucked up by the stone's spell now that it was hard to tell.

I cut the ropes that held her fast to the fence. She collapsed in a heap onto the ground, her legs unable to hold up her own weight.

I pulled up my pants and sat down beneath the tree looking out at the countryside, marveling in the colors and sounds of this animated world. Sure I was going to miss fucking the ponies, but I was also going to miss the idyllic cartoon panorama. My quiet reverie was only broken by the occasional coughing fit from my equine conquest.

There was a glow of light out in the field, and the outline of a door appeared. Right on time. I started toward it, thought a moment, and walked back to where Twilight lay passed out under the tree; a river of fuck juice oozing from between her battered lips. I stepped over the puddle of regurgitated cum and retrieved the necklace, its stone inert after draining most of the life force from its host. "Never know when I might get back to Ponyville and meet another friend," I chirped, and with a flourish I dropped it into my pocket. In time she would recover, but for now her shallow breathing was the only sign there was any life within her.

"Thanks, Twilight," I called over my shoulder as I started through the doorway. “I think this was the best going away gift I’ve ever received.” I paused for just a second, “I hope you liked yours just as much,” I chuckled, and then disappeared into the light.