STDs, dead bodies, and...a talking hooch?

Looks like Derpy is in for one helluva day. With a request from the talking hooch to see Discord (with a promise to remove her STDs, should she complete the request), will the grey pegasus mare fulfill her task successfully and live to tell the tale?

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A crackfic I came up with. Don't ask. Do not look at this if you hate rape, STDs, talking vaginas with British accents, tentacles, straight and reverse vore, Derpy/Dinky abuse, mentions of unbirth and/or human relationships, raining knives and pies, or dirty houses. I'd prefer it if you didn't read it at all, but I can't stop ya if you do. Cover art is an apt description of what I should have done--and ended up doing--with the story; I didn't stop when I reached the point that I passed, and went on writing to see what would happen. Probably one of the few grimdark Derpy stories I'll write, if not the only one so far.