Fall of Equestria: Killing Monstersby TheClopper129ChaptersThe Tree.The FarmSaviorThe Tree.Geralt of Rivia crept through the forest silently. He pulled out his map he found when looted a bandit camp. Apparently it showed where a chest full of armor was. Unfortunately the reason the bandits didn't go after it was because a Leshen supposedly guarded it. The chest was about half a mile ahead. He put the map away and was about to move on when he heard a sound that made him stop. Crying. His trained ears pinpointed the sound to the left. Deciding this was more important than finding a chest that may or may not be there, he moved towards the sound. It led him to a large, hollow tree. A white oak. It was petrified. His medallion hummed. The sound came from it. Geralt narrowed his eyes. This was obviously a trap. He turned away before more sounds came from the tree. "Please, stop!" "Shut it, cunt!" Geralt heard grunting and more sobbing. He stayed there listening. He gave a full-body sigh. He probably was going to regret this. He turned and entered the tree. To his surprise, it was bigger on the inside. Inside of the tree was a wooden hallway. It turned to the left. Geralt slowly walked further inwards. The sounds grew louder and Geralt could make out slaps of flesh. He had a pretty good idea what was causing them, but hoped he was wrong. He turned the corner to find the other end of the otherworldly tunnel. He stepped out and looked around the tree where the sounds were coming from. What he saw made him froze. Two beings were before him, and they were definitely not human. What had the head of a reindeer stood on two legs. He was currently raping another bipedal animal. The black furred creature had her face forced in the dirt ground. She sobbed loudly. Geralt felt anger rise up through him. He hated rape. He moved down the slight elevation where he found himself. The deer creature heard the footsteps and looked up. He blinked at the disfigured male before him. But a male was a male, and he didn't mind how the thing in front of him looked. He grinned, "You want the bitch's mouth?" Before the deer-thing could react, Geralt calmly raised his crossbow up and fired. The bolt drove through the deer's head, giving him another horn. The deer fell back, his erection slipping out of the shivering female creature. Said female looked up with wide eyes at her savior. Geralt calmly reloaded his cross bow and put it away. He walked over to her and helped her up. He noticed she had a black collar around her neck. "What happened here?" asked Geralt. The female looked back at the deer's body, "H-he wanted t-to have some fun with me before taking me to the f-farm..." Geralt told himself to later ask where the farm was, "What are you?" She looked at him, "Y-you don't know?" When he shook his head she spoke again, "We're P-Ponies. He was a Caribou..." Ponies and Caribou? Geralt thought before asking her another question, "What's this farm?" The mare shivered, covering her breasts, "It's where we go to harvest apples. S-some of us are bred like animals there...others are just degraded. We're also sold to and from the farm." Geralt clenched his fists, "Where is the farm?" The mare pointed up the road. Geralt started to walk in that direction, "Wh-where are you going?" Geralt didn't answer and continued walking. He was going to pay this farm a visit... Author's Note I don't remember exactly what the different collars colors mean. If I remember correctly, black was unwilling/unbroken, red was willing, and purple was sluttified. Geralt has the Kaer Morhen armor. Fun fact, if you use console commands, you can have this armor level up with you. The FarmAuthor's Note * I only played the third game and read only one of the books, so I don't know how true this statement is. The Farm One of the Caribou that guarded the farm's entrance yawned. Just a half hour more before he could have some fun. Maybe that apple one? Or her sister... His daydream was interrupted when the other Caribou elbowed him and pointed down the road. The Caribou blinked as he saw a male in armor walk up the road. His face had a scowl on it, "Can we help you?" "If you want a mare," began the other Caribou, "You'll have to make an appointment." The male didn't say anything. He just kept walking. The two Caribou glanced at each other uneasily. The male stopped a few yards away, looking at them with cat eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and a gust of air knocked the two Caribou on their backs. Geralt calmly drew his steel sword and stepped toward the closest one. The Caribou saw the sword and his eyes widened, "W-wait-" he didn't get any further than that as Geralt sank the blade into the Caribou's chest. Geralt heard footsteps and looked up to see the other Caribou running away. Geralt pulled out his crossbow and fired. He missed, but only barely. He huffed as he stepped over the body. ~~~ Applejack fought back tears as the cock within her battered her walls. She looked down at the ground, trying to ignore the tingles of pleasure mixed in with the pain of being raped. She focused on that pain. She would not break. Not to them. She will not break. For Equestria. For her friends. She heard the Caribou start to pant harder. She knew he was getting close. She was somewhat thankful for being sterile. The other mares weren't so lucky. She winced when the Caribou suddenly hilted himself in her, spewing seed into her womb. The Caribou regained his breath, "Have you finally learned your place as a slut?" "Buck you." Applejack found her face smooshed into the ground painfully, "You will refer to me by 'master'." Applejack managed to speak through the dirt in her mouth, "Buck off-" She received a kick to the back of the legs and hissed in pain, "Soon you and that rainbow-haired one will learn your place. And you will enj-" The door to the barn they were in burst open, "S-sir!" exclaimed a panting Caribou. The leader of the Caribou on this farm snarled, "Do not interrupt me!" he said as he hiked up his pants. "B-but Sir! A-a male came up and attacked us!" Both Applejack and the Caribou leader froze. A male attacking another male? Applejack didn't think that was possible. All the males had been "rehabilitated". The leader voiced this concern, "Impossible. All males have been shown the true way." "I-I don't think it's a Caribou or a Pony, Sir..." The leader mulled this over, "I will deal with this. Get this whore to her cage." The Caribou suddenly gained confidence, "Can I have some fun with her first?" The leader rolled his eyes,"Fine. Just make sure she's in her cage afterwards." The Caribou grinned and stepped towards Applejack as the leader left, "I haven't had anal in a while. I wonder if you're still tight..." Applejack sighed, tears spilling out of her eyes. She knew better to fight back. Each time she made a aggressive move, the collar around her neck would drain her Earth Pony magic. If she still tried to fight back, as she learned the hard way, she would be beaten. She rolled over on the bale of hay she was on and spread her legs. She had this one before, he liked to play with her tits. And males always got what they wanted. ~~~ Geralt walked up the road that the surviving Caribou fled to. His eyes scanned the apple trees that were on either side of him. He walked up the trail for a few moments before seeing something. A group of Caribou approached him, six in all. The front one wore chainmail and carried a sword. The rest were clothed in leather armor and were armed with clubs. The better armed one, the leader he guessed, spoke, voice booming, "Surrender yourself. We will take you to a rehabilitation center where you will be shown the errors of your ways," Geralt didn't say anything, only cracking his neck and readying his sword, "So be it." The five lackeys ran forward, ready to subdue the strange male. The first of them reached Geralt and swung at his head. Geralt used his superhuman reflexes to dodge. He jabbed his sword into the stomach of the Caribou, who spat up some blood. Before Geralt could withdraw his sword, a Caribou swung down at his shoulder. The club broke against Geralt's armor. The Caribou stared at what remained of his weapon in shock before he was sent flying when Geralt cast Aard. Geralt withdrew the sword to block another swing aimed at his head. It cut the club in two. Geralt kicked the Caribou in the crotch, bringing him to his knees. Geralt stabbed through the Caribou's heart and out the back. Geralt withdrew his weapon. He dodged another swing and slashed at the attacking Caribou's belly. He screamed as he tried to hold his guts in before being decapitated by Geralt. Geralt quickly pulled out his crossbow as the body fell to its side and aimed at the Caribou that was sent flying. The bolt passed through the Caribou's neck. Geralt quickly reloaded at looked at the last remaining lackey. Said lackey looked at the bodies of his fallen comrades than to Geralt, "Fuck this!" The Caribou turned to run away before having a bolt embedded in his spine. Geralt looked at the leader, who was staring at the scene in shock. When Geralt took a step forward, the leader recovered some, "Y-you will pay for that!" Geralt said nothing as he suddenly ran forward. He cast Aard again. To his surprise the Caribou leader dodged to the side and ran forward too. Their swords met to the side, but the Caribou played dirty. He headbutted Geralt, his horns cutting his face. Geralt clutched his face before having his sword knocked out of his grasp with a surprisingly hard strike. He was shoved back on his back and looked to see the Caribou line his sword to his chest. "Why are you doing this? Why are you attacking your fellow males?" the leader asked. Geralt said nothing. He decided he could play dirty too. With all his might, he kicked upwards. His boot slammed into the leader's outstretched arm, breaking the bone with an audible crunch. This forced the Caribou to drop his sword, clutching his broken arm. Geralt cast Aard, and the leader was sent flying onto his back. The Caribou leader turned onto his belly and struggled to get back up before he was yanked backwards on his knees. His eyes widened as Geralt pressed the tip of his blade to his back. He looked back at the Witcher with utter fear, "Wh-what are you?!" Geralt said nothing as he ran his sword through the leader's chest. ~~~ Applejack gritted her teeth at the pain of being anally raped. The Caribou over her squeezed her tits hard enough to almost draw blood. This continued on for a few minutes, during which Applejack tried to ignore the building pleasure as the act went on. She closed her eyes, not wanting the Caribou to see her tears. The barn door suddenly opened and Applejack reopened her eye. Those eyes widened at what she saw. The Caribou leader hadn't come back. In his place was what Applejack guessed was the male that the Caribou raping her had talked about. And she could see he was angry as he watched the act before him. Geralt glanced to the side and saw some rope. He got an idea. He walked forward, not taking care to silence his footsteps. The Caribou's raping the mare beneath him ears twitched but didn't turn his head. He gave a grunt and a particularly hard thrust, causing the mare to yelp, before speaking, "How'd it go? Did ya find out what that thing was-" By this time Geralt had reached the Caribou and grabbed his shoulders. Geralt yanked the Caribou out of the poor mare before turning him around and punching the rapist in the face with enough force to break the Caribou's nose. The Caribou fell to the ground, clutching his face. While he was down, Geralt stomped on one of the Caribou's legs. Hard. The tibia and fibula broke in two and the Caribou screamed in pain. Geralt left the incapacitated Caribou and went back to the rope he saw. He tied a primitive noose and turned back at the Caribou. Said Caribou had recovered enough to look up at his assailant. His eyes widened in horror as he looked at the noose. He tried to scramble back from the approaching Geralt, "Wh-what are y-you doing?" Geralt spoke for the first time since the meeting with the first mare, "Killing monsters." Geralt managed to get the noose around the struggling Caribou's neck. Geralt dragged the choking Caribou under an exposed collar tie in the ceiling. He threw the other end of the rope over it and grabbed it again. Geralt hoisted the doomed Caribou up until his feet left the ground. Geralt tied the rope to a nearby pillar and let the Caribou hang. Geralt looked back at the orange mare, who was staring at him with huge eyes. He took a step forward only for the mare to scramble over the hay bale and hide behind it. Geralt stopped, "Easy. I'm not going to hurt you." The mare peeked around the bale of hay. Geralt continued, "My name's Geralt. What's yours?" The mare stayed silent. Geralt sighed and turned to leave. Just as he reached the door, the mare spoke, "A-Applejack..." Geralt turned around, "Hmm?" "M-mah name's Applejack...Y-you're not gonna hurt meh or r-rape meh?" Geralt shook his head, "No-" "But yer a male!" Applejack blurted out, "That's all whut males do now. They hurt an' rape!" Applejack realized that she had yelled at her savior and expected some sort of retaliation. None came. "I would never* rape a woman." Applejack stared at him before slowly coming out from behind the bale of hay. She covered her breasts and crotch as best she could. She glanced to the swaying Caribou, "H-how many did ya...kill?" "Seven including him." Applejack's eyes widened and her jaw dropped, "Ya killed all of 'em?!" The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. She grasped her face in both hands, not caring that she was suddenly indecent now, "W-we're free...We're actually free..." She laughed, tears of joy running down her cheeks. She looked at him with big, green, hopeful eyes, "A-are ya here ta save us?" Geralt tilted his head, "What?" "Y-yer gonna save Equestria, r-right?" Geralt froze. Save an entire country? That be next to impossible. Plus, he tried to avoid politics as much he could. Witchers were neutral for a reason. He wasn't that type of hero. He hunted monsters for gold. He shook his head, "N-no, I don't think I can. I got to get home." Geralt watched as the hope in Applejack's eyes vanished. Her whole body sagged, "O-oh..." Applejack looked down and Geralt could see tears of sadness now falling down onto the ground. Geralt couldn't stand to watch anymore. He turned and left. He walked down the road, pushing what just happened out of his mind. Something caught his eye, however. Or rather his ears. He heard sobbing. And it wasn't from Applejack. It was from more than one person. He looked to the right. He could see another structure through the trees. He hopped over fence and drew closer. It was another barn, albeit smaller than the last one. The sobbings were coming from it. He pushed open the door and what he saw shook him to the core. Cages lined the walls. Inside them were mares. They were kept like animals. He looked on with wide eyes. Some of the were beaten, evident by the bruises they sported. They all had collars. The ones with purple ones stood up and presented themselves to him. The rest had black collars, and the majority of them shied away from him, trembling. These were the ones who were beat. The rest of the black collars glared at him with contempt. Within seconds Geralt made a decision. Home could wait a bit longer. SaviorApplejack gave another sob into her hands. Why did the Maker hate them so much? Why was the Maker so cruel? It dangled Equestria's salvation before them yanking it back. Sorrow turned to rage. All males were the same. Even if they supposedly came from another world. It didn't matter if that 'Geralt' killed some Caribou. He was just like all the others: only caring for themselves. Rage turned back to sorrow and despair. It was hopeless. The Caribou would come back. And they probably would hang her just like Geralt did to them. It would've been better if he never came. At least she'd be alive, maybe finally enjoying herself. She had to get out of here before they came back. But she couldn't leave her friends, or face her brother. The door to barn door opened and she expected more Caribou. What she saw instead was the source of this problem. She stood up, not bothering to cover herself up. She snarled, "Whut are you doin' here? Don't ya have a home ta get to? It must be better than this Tartarus." Geralt adverted his eyes, "I came-" "Ah don't wanna hear it! Jus' go an' never come back. Ya already caused 'nough damage 'round here," She went to walk past him. Geralt grabbed her by the arm, "Applejack, wait-" "Get yer buckin' hands off meh!" "Applejack, please-" "No!" she wiggled her arm free, "Ah've heard 'nough o' yer lies-" "APPLEJACK!" Geralt roared at her. The sudden increase in volume tripped up Applejack, causing her to tumble to the ground. She scrambled backwards, her anger replaced by fear, "D-don't hurt meh, p-please..." Geralt took a step forward and Applejack cringed, closing her eyes. She felt his strong hands on her arms and she realized with horror that he did indeed lie. He was going to rape her. He only came back to rape her. She clenched her shut eyelids, tears leaking from them. So it came as a surprise when she was pulled up to her feet and felt the hands leaving her. She cracked one of her eyes open. Geralt just stood there, almost looking sorry. She couldn't really tell because of his impassive face. Only his cat-like eyes showed any emotion, "I just want to talk." Applejack opened her other eye and gulped, "A-alright..." "I'm not going home for a while." "Wh-why?" stuttered Applejack, still feeling a bit scared, "D-did ya get lost or somethin'?" "I changed my mind. Tell me how to save you." Applejack blinked, "Whut?" "How do I save save Equestria?" Applejack couldn't believe her ears. Didn't he say no to that? "Y-yer not jokin'? Yer not tryin' ta pull a fast one on meh?" Geralt shook his head. Applejack asked another question, "Why? Why'd ya change yer mind?" "I saw the barn." Applejack felt her stomach drop, "Oh. That..." She saw Geralt clench his fists, "If I had know how bad things were, I wouldn't have left. I'll ask again. How do I save you?" "Y-you kill th' King. If ya do that, th' Caribou might fall back." "King who?" "Nopony knows. Not even th' Caribou, 'cept a trusted few." "Then we'll kill the King." Applejack blinked at the bluntness of that statement, "H-how? Not even th' Princesses together could beat him." "I'm guessing these 'Princesses' are powerful." "Eyup. They raised th' sun an' moon befer th' King took their powers," At Geralt's look of disbelief, Applejack continued, "Ah swear it's true! Don't know how thangs work in yer world, but Equestria has ta have its sun an' moon raised by somepony. Now th' King has Celestia's an' Luna's power along wit' his." As soon as she said that, Applejack realized just how impossible saving Equestria was. She sat down on the ground and moaned, head hanging, "Aw, who're we kiddin'? It's hopeless...Ya best get back to yer world..." Applejack hoped he would say otherwise, but when he didn't she sighed. She also didn't hear him leave, either. She looked up to see Geralt staring of to the side, "Whut?" Geralt glanced at her, "Company. Get inside." Applejack slowly got up, unsure exactly what was going on. What did he mean by 'company'? She hoped it didn't mean what she thought it did. She walked backwards into the barn. She just stepped through when he closed the barn door on her. She opened it a bit so she could see what was going on. Geralt reloaded his crossbow and sat on his knees. Applejack raised an eyebrow. What was he doing? He stayed there for minutes. Applejack was about to open the door and asked what in the wide world of Equestria was he doing when she heard footsteps and voices. She looked to the side to see five armed Caribou walking up the path. One of the red-collared mares must have seen the bodies Geralt left behind and ran for help. How could he hear them from so far away? Applejack was beginning to think that Geralt wasn't a normal example of his species. "I swear I'm gonna skin the cunt alive who did that-! What is that??" They stopped and stared at the sitting Geralt. "Don't know," the Caribou answered, "But it's clearly male. Look at his beard." "You think it saw what happened?" asked a third. "Only one way to find out," replied the second one. He cupped his hands around his mouth, "Hey! Do you know what happened to the Caribou stationed here?" Geralt nodded, but didn't answer. The Caribou waited for an explanation, but when they figured out Geralt wasn't going to say anything, the second yelled again, "What happened?" "Killed them." Silence rang through the air. Applejack's jaw dropped. There were five well armed Caribou in front of Geralt, outnumbering him. And he just told them he killed their fellow Caribou. Was he insane?? "YOU FUCKING CUNT!" roared the first one and led the charge. Geralt didn't do anything as they rushed at him. They drew closer and closer. Even if he did get up right now, it was too late. He was insane! Geralt suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand. A rush of air knocked all of the Caribou on their backs. Applejack's jaw dropped even further. Magic! He used magic without any horns! Geralt calmly got up and drew his sword. His was longer than theirs, and much sharper. It probably sharp enough to stab through their chainmail, Applejack imagined. Geralt walked to the nearest one, who managed to get on his hands and knees. Geralt ran him through and Applejack winced at the scream. Geralt, instead of attacking them, pulled out a bottle. Applejack watched in disbelief as he uncorked the bottle. Was he seriously drinking something in the middle of battle? He really was insane. He downed the bottle as the Caribou finished getting back up. Geralt's body suddenly seized up and his face contorted in what looked like pain. What did he drink?? Applejack wondered this as Geralt let out a breath, panting. The Caribou looked at each other. Something was wrong... Geralt wiped his mouth, "Let's go." One of them charged and Geralt turned into a blur. Applejack could barely see his arms swing as he cut off the Caribou's leg at the knee. Fast as lightning, he brought his sword up and stabbed the Caribou in the chest before he could even hit the ground. Applejack reared back. How on Equestria did he do that? Before any of the Caribou could react Geralt withdrew his sword and charged. He swung horizontally and the Caribou tried to block. Unfortunately for him Geralt swung with all his might. The Caribou's hand was knocked to the side and Geralt followed through, using his momentum to twirl around and slash at the belly. The Caribou's intestines started to fall out as he fell backwards. Geralt felt a jabbing pain in his side as he grunted in pain. One of the Caribou managed to stab him. Applejack let out a gasp, which proved to be a mistake. The other Caribou heard her and moved quickly to the barn. Applejack was staring at Geralt when she saw this too late. She tried run but the door slammed into her, causing her to fall. She scrambled back as the Caribou towered over her. He lunged and pined her down by her neck. She soon found it was hard to breathe. He lowered his sword downwards, "You want this up your cunt, don't you, slut?" Applejack's eyes widened in horror as she looked down The sword was leveled at her lower lips. She managed to shake her head, "N-no! Please!" "This is what happens when you go against your rightful masters," Applejack clenched her eyes shut as she waited for the horrible pain. Meanwhile, Geralt forced himself back, drawing the sword out of him. Geralt looked back and bared his teeth at the Caribou, who was staring at him shock, "H-how are you n-not on the ground?!" Geralt looked past the stunned Caribou and gritted his teeth at what he saw. The other Caribou had Applejack pinned. The had to finish this quickly. He pulled out his crossbow and shot the Caribou in front of him in the unprotected knee. Geralt stalked past him. The other Caribou saw this and quickly pulled Applejack to her feet, "Don't take another step, or the cunt gets it!" he said as he pressed his blade to Applejack's throat. Geralt watched with burning eyes as Applejack started to sob, "P-please don't kill meh..." The Caribou pressed his blade further against Applejack's neck, "Shut it, whore!" Geralt clenched his fists, knowing what he needed to do. Before the Caribou could react, Geralt cast Axii. The Caribou blinked and staggered, "Wh-wha?" "Let her go," The Caribou complied and Applejack got away as fast as possible. Geralt stalked forward and shoved the dozy Caribou to his knees. Geralt handed his sword to Applejack, who took it with a confused look on her face, "Your turn." Applejack blinked, "Wh-whut?" "Kill him. If you want to save Equestria, you're going to have to kill Caribou." Applejack gulped and stepped in front of the Caribou. Suddenly, all of the memories of her being raped and beaten came to the surface. She snarled and swung the sword with all her might. The blade passed clean through the Caribou's neck, decapitating him. The body fell to the side as Applejack recovered from her swing. She looked at the body and turned a bit green, "Ah think Ah'm gonna be sick..." Geralt gently took the sword away from her and turned to the last surviving Caribou. Said Caribou was trying to crawl away. Geralt kicked him in the side, and the Caribou rolled over clutching it. The Caribou's eyes widened as he felt his chin being lifted by Geralt's blade, "What's the nearest town?" "P-Ponyville." "How many Caribou are there?" "A-about fifty." "Defenses?" "N-none. J-just a barracks. P-please don't kill me." Geralt ignored the Caribou's request and slit his throat. "Wh-what are you?" He looked up to see Applejack standing before him, covering herself. He stared at her eyes and noticed they had a bit of fear in them, "A Witcher." "A-a whut now?" "I kill monsters," Geralt said, before glancing down at the dead Caribou at his feet, "And bad people." Applejack stared at his impassive face and shivered. While she was glad the Caribou was dead, the way Geralt didn't show any emotion scared her. She gulped when he turned his attention to her. If he noticed her nervousness, he didn't show it, "Any ideas on how to kill the King?" Applejack thought for a minute, "There was one way. Don't think it'll work anymore, though." "Why? What is it?" "They're called th' Elements of Harmony. Me an' mah friends used 'em ta save Equestria a couple o' times befer." "And why wouldn't they work?" Applejack sighed, "Two reasons. One, they're in Canterlot, where th' King and two of the Elite Generals are. It's crawlin' with Caribou. Ah don't think we could even approach Canterlot and survive. We'll need an army an' all th' males are 'gainst us." "And the other?" Applejack felt tears well up in her eyes, "M-most o' mah friends, th' ones who wielded th' Elements are...broken. Th-they accepted th' Caribou's rule," Applejack sniffled. "We'll have to change that." Applejack looked at him, "H-how? Mah friends are broken." Geralt looked at her dead in the eyes and spoke with conviction, "We'll give them hope." Author's Note Think I should add Ciri?
The Tree.Geralt of Rivia crept through the forest silently. He pulled out his map he found when looted a bandit camp. Apparently it showed where a chest full of armor was. Unfortunately the reason the bandits didn't go after it was because a Leshen supposedly guarded it. The chest was about half a mile ahead. He put the map away and was about to move on when he heard a sound that made him stop. Crying. His trained ears pinpointed the sound to the left. Deciding this was more important than finding a chest that may or may not be there, he moved towards the sound. It led him to a large, hollow tree. A white oak. It was petrified. His medallion hummed. The sound came from it. Geralt narrowed his eyes. This was obviously a trap. He turned away before more sounds came from the tree. "Please, stop!" "Shut it, cunt!" Geralt heard grunting and more sobbing. He stayed there listening. He gave a full-body sigh. He probably was going to regret this. He turned and entered the tree. To his surprise, it was bigger on the inside. Inside of the tree was a wooden hallway. It turned to the left. Geralt slowly walked further inwards. The sounds grew louder and Geralt could make out slaps of flesh. He had a pretty good idea what was causing them, but hoped he was wrong. He turned the corner to find the other end of the otherworldly tunnel. He stepped out and looked around the tree where the sounds were coming from. What he saw made him froze. Two beings were before him, and they were definitely not human. What had the head of a reindeer stood on two legs. He was currently raping another bipedal animal. The black furred creature had her face forced in the dirt ground. She sobbed loudly. Geralt felt anger rise up through him. He hated rape. He moved down the slight elevation where he found himself. The deer creature heard the footsteps and looked up. He blinked at the disfigured male before him. But a male was a male, and he didn't mind how the thing in front of him looked. He grinned, "You want the bitch's mouth?" Before the deer-thing could react, Geralt calmly raised his crossbow up and fired. The bolt drove through the deer's head, giving him another horn. The deer fell back, his erection slipping out of the shivering female creature. Said female looked up with wide eyes at her savior. Geralt calmly reloaded his cross bow and put it away. He walked over to her and helped her up. He noticed she had a black collar around her neck. "What happened here?" asked Geralt. The female looked back at the deer's body, "H-he wanted t-to have some fun with me before taking me to the f-farm..." Geralt told himself to later ask where the farm was, "What are you?" She looked at him, "Y-you don't know?" When he shook his head she spoke again, "We're P-Ponies. He was a Caribou..." Ponies and Caribou? Geralt thought before asking her another question, "What's this farm?" The mare shivered, covering her breasts, "It's where we go to harvest apples. S-some of us are bred like animals there...others are just degraded. We're also sold to and from the farm." Geralt clenched his fists, "Where is the farm?" The mare pointed up the road. Geralt started to walk in that direction, "Wh-where are you going?" Geralt didn't answer and continued walking. He was going to pay this farm a visit... Author's Note I don't remember exactly what the different collars colors mean. If I remember correctly, black was unwilling/unbroken, red was willing, and purple was sluttified. Geralt has the Kaer Morhen armor. Fun fact, if you use console commands, you can have this armor level up with you.
The FarmAuthor's Note * I only played the third game and read only one of the books, so I don't know how true this statement is. The Farm One of the Caribou that guarded the farm's entrance yawned. Just a half hour more before he could have some fun. Maybe that apple one? Or her sister... His daydream was interrupted when the other Caribou elbowed him and pointed down the road. The Caribou blinked as he saw a male in armor walk up the road. His face had a scowl on it, "Can we help you?" "If you want a mare," began the other Caribou, "You'll have to make an appointment." The male didn't say anything. He just kept walking. The two Caribou glanced at each other uneasily. The male stopped a few yards away, looking at them with cat eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and a gust of air knocked the two Caribou on their backs. Geralt calmly drew his steel sword and stepped toward the closest one. The Caribou saw the sword and his eyes widened, "W-wait-" he didn't get any further than that as Geralt sank the blade into the Caribou's chest. Geralt heard footsteps and looked up to see the other Caribou running away. Geralt pulled out his crossbow and fired. He missed, but only barely. He huffed as he stepped over the body. ~~~ Applejack fought back tears as the cock within her battered her walls. She looked down at the ground, trying to ignore the tingles of pleasure mixed in with the pain of being raped. She focused on that pain. She would not break. Not to them. She will not break. For Equestria. For her friends. She heard the Caribou start to pant harder. She knew he was getting close. She was somewhat thankful for being sterile. The other mares weren't so lucky. She winced when the Caribou suddenly hilted himself in her, spewing seed into her womb. The Caribou regained his breath, "Have you finally learned your place as a slut?" "Buck you." Applejack found her face smooshed into the ground painfully, "You will refer to me by 'master'." Applejack managed to speak through the dirt in her mouth, "Buck off-" She received a kick to the back of the legs and hissed in pain, "Soon you and that rainbow-haired one will learn your place. And you will enj-" The door to the barn they were in burst open, "S-sir!" exclaimed a panting Caribou. The leader of the Caribou on this farm snarled, "Do not interrupt me!" he said as he hiked up his pants. "B-but Sir! A-a male came up and attacked us!" Both Applejack and the Caribou leader froze. A male attacking another male? Applejack didn't think that was possible. All the males had been "rehabilitated". The leader voiced this concern, "Impossible. All males have been shown the true way." "I-I don't think it's a Caribou or a Pony, Sir..." The leader mulled this over, "I will deal with this. Get this whore to her cage." The Caribou suddenly gained confidence, "Can I have some fun with her first?" The leader rolled his eyes,"Fine. Just make sure she's in her cage afterwards." The Caribou grinned and stepped towards Applejack as the leader left, "I haven't had anal in a while. I wonder if you're still tight..." Applejack sighed, tears spilling out of her eyes. She knew better to fight back. Each time she made a aggressive move, the collar around her neck would drain her Earth Pony magic. If she still tried to fight back, as she learned the hard way, she would be beaten. She rolled over on the bale of hay she was on and spread her legs. She had this one before, he liked to play with her tits. And males always got what they wanted. ~~~ Geralt walked up the road that the surviving Caribou fled to. His eyes scanned the apple trees that were on either side of him. He walked up the trail for a few moments before seeing something. A group of Caribou approached him, six in all. The front one wore chainmail and carried a sword. The rest were clothed in leather armor and were armed with clubs. The better armed one, the leader he guessed, spoke, voice booming, "Surrender yourself. We will take you to a rehabilitation center where you will be shown the errors of your ways," Geralt didn't say anything, only cracking his neck and readying his sword, "So be it." The five lackeys ran forward, ready to subdue the strange male. The first of them reached Geralt and swung at his head. Geralt used his superhuman reflexes to dodge. He jabbed his sword into the stomach of the Caribou, who spat up some blood. Before Geralt could withdraw his sword, a Caribou swung down at his shoulder. The club broke against Geralt's armor. The Caribou stared at what remained of his weapon in shock before he was sent flying when Geralt cast Aard. Geralt withdrew the sword to block another swing aimed at his head. It cut the club in two. Geralt kicked the Caribou in the crotch, bringing him to his knees. Geralt stabbed through the Caribou's heart and out the back. Geralt withdrew his weapon. He dodged another swing and slashed at the attacking Caribou's belly. He screamed as he tried to hold his guts in before being decapitated by Geralt. Geralt quickly pulled out his crossbow as the body fell to its side and aimed at the Caribou that was sent flying. The bolt passed through the Caribou's neck. Geralt quickly reloaded at looked at the last remaining lackey. Said lackey looked at the bodies of his fallen comrades than to Geralt, "Fuck this!" The Caribou turned to run away before having a bolt embedded in his spine. Geralt looked at the leader, who was staring at the scene in shock. When Geralt took a step forward, the leader recovered some, "Y-you will pay for that!" Geralt said nothing as he suddenly ran forward. He cast Aard again. To his surprise the Caribou leader dodged to the side and ran forward too. Their swords met to the side, but the Caribou played dirty. He headbutted Geralt, his horns cutting his face. Geralt clutched his face before having his sword knocked out of his grasp with a surprisingly hard strike. He was shoved back on his back and looked to see the Caribou line his sword to his chest. "Why are you doing this? Why are you attacking your fellow males?" the leader asked. Geralt said nothing. He decided he could play dirty too. With all his might, he kicked upwards. His boot slammed into the leader's outstretched arm, breaking the bone with an audible crunch. This forced the Caribou to drop his sword, clutching his broken arm. Geralt cast Aard, and the leader was sent flying onto his back. The Caribou leader turned onto his belly and struggled to get back up before he was yanked backwards on his knees. His eyes widened as Geralt pressed the tip of his blade to his back. He looked back at the Witcher with utter fear, "Wh-what are you?!" Geralt said nothing as he ran his sword through the leader's chest. ~~~ Applejack gritted her teeth at the pain of being anally raped. The Caribou over her squeezed her tits hard enough to almost draw blood. This continued on for a few minutes, during which Applejack tried to ignore the building pleasure as the act went on. She closed her eyes, not wanting the Caribou to see her tears. The barn door suddenly opened and Applejack reopened her eye. Those eyes widened at what she saw. The Caribou leader hadn't come back. In his place was what Applejack guessed was the male that the Caribou raping her had talked about. And she could see he was angry as he watched the act before him. Geralt glanced to the side and saw some rope. He got an idea. He walked forward, not taking care to silence his footsteps. The Caribou's raping the mare beneath him ears twitched but didn't turn his head. He gave a grunt and a particularly hard thrust, causing the mare to yelp, before speaking, "How'd it go? Did ya find out what that thing was-" By this time Geralt had reached the Caribou and grabbed his shoulders. Geralt yanked the Caribou out of the poor mare before turning him around and punching the rapist in the face with enough force to break the Caribou's nose. The Caribou fell to the ground, clutching his face. While he was down, Geralt stomped on one of the Caribou's legs. Hard. The tibia and fibula broke in two and the Caribou screamed in pain. Geralt left the incapacitated Caribou and went back to the rope he saw. He tied a primitive noose and turned back at the Caribou. Said Caribou had recovered enough to look up at his assailant. His eyes widened in horror as he looked at the noose. He tried to scramble back from the approaching Geralt, "Wh-what are y-you doing?" Geralt spoke for the first time since the meeting with the first mare, "Killing monsters." Geralt managed to get the noose around the struggling Caribou's neck. Geralt dragged the choking Caribou under an exposed collar tie in the ceiling. He threw the other end of the rope over it and grabbed it again. Geralt hoisted the doomed Caribou up until his feet left the ground. Geralt tied the rope to a nearby pillar and let the Caribou hang. Geralt looked back at the orange mare, who was staring at him with huge eyes. He took a step forward only for the mare to scramble over the hay bale and hide behind it. Geralt stopped, "Easy. I'm not going to hurt you." The mare peeked around the bale of hay. Geralt continued, "My name's Geralt. What's yours?" The mare stayed silent. Geralt sighed and turned to leave. Just as he reached the door, the mare spoke, "A-Applejack..." Geralt turned around, "Hmm?" "M-mah name's Applejack...Y-you're not gonna hurt meh or r-rape meh?" Geralt shook his head, "No-" "But yer a male!" Applejack blurted out, "That's all whut males do now. They hurt an' rape!" Applejack realized that she had yelled at her savior and expected some sort of retaliation. None came. "I would never* rape a woman." Applejack stared at him before slowly coming out from behind the bale of hay. She covered her breasts and crotch as best she could. She glanced to the swaying Caribou, "H-how many did ya...kill?" "Seven including him." Applejack's eyes widened and her jaw dropped, "Ya killed all of 'em?!" The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. She grasped her face in both hands, not caring that she was suddenly indecent now, "W-we're free...We're actually free..." She laughed, tears of joy running down her cheeks. She looked at him with big, green, hopeful eyes, "A-are ya here ta save us?" Geralt tilted his head, "What?" "Y-yer gonna save Equestria, r-right?" Geralt froze. Save an entire country? That be next to impossible. Plus, he tried to avoid politics as much he could. Witchers were neutral for a reason. He wasn't that type of hero. He hunted monsters for gold. He shook his head, "N-no, I don't think I can. I got to get home." Geralt watched as the hope in Applejack's eyes vanished. Her whole body sagged, "O-oh..." Applejack looked down and Geralt could see tears of sadness now falling down onto the ground. Geralt couldn't stand to watch anymore. He turned and left. He walked down the road, pushing what just happened out of his mind. Something caught his eye, however. Or rather his ears. He heard sobbing. And it wasn't from Applejack. It was from more than one person. He looked to the right. He could see another structure through the trees. He hopped over fence and drew closer. It was another barn, albeit smaller than the last one. The sobbings were coming from it. He pushed open the door and what he saw shook him to the core. Cages lined the walls. Inside them were mares. They were kept like animals. He looked on with wide eyes. Some of the were beaten, evident by the bruises they sported. They all had collars. The ones with purple ones stood up and presented themselves to him. The rest had black collars, and the majority of them shied away from him, trembling. These were the ones who were beat. The rest of the black collars glared at him with contempt. Within seconds Geralt made a decision. Home could wait a bit longer.
SaviorApplejack gave another sob into her hands. Why did the Maker hate them so much? Why was the Maker so cruel? It dangled Equestria's salvation before them yanking it back. Sorrow turned to rage. All males were the same. Even if they supposedly came from another world. It didn't matter if that 'Geralt' killed some Caribou. He was just like all the others: only caring for themselves. Rage turned back to sorrow and despair. It was hopeless. The Caribou would come back. And they probably would hang her just like Geralt did to them. It would've been better if he never came. At least she'd be alive, maybe finally enjoying herself. She had to get out of here before they came back. But she couldn't leave her friends, or face her brother. The door to barn door opened and she expected more Caribou. What she saw instead was the source of this problem. She stood up, not bothering to cover herself up. She snarled, "Whut are you doin' here? Don't ya have a home ta get to? It must be better than this Tartarus." Geralt adverted his eyes, "I came-" "Ah don't wanna hear it! Jus' go an' never come back. Ya already caused 'nough damage 'round here," She went to walk past him. Geralt grabbed her by the arm, "Applejack, wait-" "Get yer buckin' hands off meh!" "Applejack, please-" "No!" she wiggled her arm free, "Ah've heard 'nough o' yer lies-" "APPLEJACK!" Geralt roared at her. The sudden increase in volume tripped up Applejack, causing her to tumble to the ground. She scrambled backwards, her anger replaced by fear, "D-don't hurt meh, p-please..." Geralt took a step forward and Applejack cringed, closing her eyes. She felt his strong hands on her arms and she realized with horror that he did indeed lie. He was going to rape her. He only came back to rape her. She clenched her shut eyelids, tears leaking from them. So it came as a surprise when she was pulled up to her feet and felt the hands leaving her. She cracked one of her eyes open. Geralt just stood there, almost looking sorry. She couldn't really tell because of his impassive face. Only his cat-like eyes showed any emotion, "I just want to talk." Applejack opened her other eye and gulped, "A-alright..." "I'm not going home for a while." "Wh-why?" stuttered Applejack, still feeling a bit scared, "D-did ya get lost or somethin'?" "I changed my mind. Tell me how to save you." Applejack blinked, "Whut?" "How do I save save Equestria?" Applejack couldn't believe her ears. Didn't he say no to that? "Y-yer not jokin'? Yer not tryin' ta pull a fast one on meh?" Geralt shook his head. Applejack asked another question, "Why? Why'd ya change yer mind?" "I saw the barn." Applejack felt her stomach drop, "Oh. That..." She saw Geralt clench his fists, "If I had know how bad things were, I wouldn't have left. I'll ask again. How do I save you?" "Y-you kill th' King. If ya do that, th' Caribou might fall back." "King who?" "Nopony knows. Not even th' Caribou, 'cept a trusted few." "Then we'll kill the King." Applejack blinked at the bluntness of that statement, "H-how? Not even th' Princesses together could beat him." "I'm guessing these 'Princesses' are powerful." "Eyup. They raised th' sun an' moon befer th' King took their powers," At Geralt's look of disbelief, Applejack continued, "Ah swear it's true! Don't know how thangs work in yer world, but Equestria has ta have its sun an' moon raised by somepony. Now th' King has Celestia's an' Luna's power along wit' his." As soon as she said that, Applejack realized just how impossible saving Equestria was. She sat down on the ground and moaned, head hanging, "Aw, who're we kiddin'? It's hopeless...Ya best get back to yer world..." Applejack hoped he would say otherwise, but when he didn't she sighed. She also didn't hear him leave, either. She looked up to see Geralt staring of to the side, "Whut?" Geralt glanced at her, "Company. Get inside." Applejack slowly got up, unsure exactly what was going on. What did he mean by 'company'? She hoped it didn't mean what she thought it did. She walked backwards into the barn. She just stepped through when he closed the barn door on her. She opened it a bit so she could see what was going on. Geralt reloaded his crossbow and sat on his knees. Applejack raised an eyebrow. What was he doing? He stayed there for minutes. Applejack was about to open the door and asked what in the wide world of Equestria was he doing when she heard footsteps and voices. She looked to the side to see five armed Caribou walking up the path. One of the red-collared mares must have seen the bodies Geralt left behind and ran for help. How could he hear them from so far away? Applejack was beginning to think that Geralt wasn't a normal example of his species. "I swear I'm gonna skin the cunt alive who did that-! What is that??" They stopped and stared at the sitting Geralt. "Don't know," the Caribou answered, "But it's clearly male. Look at his beard." "You think it saw what happened?" asked a third. "Only one way to find out," replied the second one. He cupped his hands around his mouth, "Hey! Do you know what happened to the Caribou stationed here?" Geralt nodded, but didn't answer. The Caribou waited for an explanation, but when they figured out Geralt wasn't going to say anything, the second yelled again, "What happened?" "Killed them." Silence rang through the air. Applejack's jaw dropped. There were five well armed Caribou in front of Geralt, outnumbering him. And he just told them he killed their fellow Caribou. Was he insane?? "YOU FUCKING CUNT!" roared the first one and led the charge. Geralt didn't do anything as they rushed at him. They drew closer and closer. Even if he did get up right now, it was too late. He was insane! Geralt suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand. A rush of air knocked all of the Caribou on their backs. Applejack's jaw dropped even further. Magic! He used magic without any horns! Geralt calmly got up and drew his sword. His was longer than theirs, and much sharper. It probably sharp enough to stab through their chainmail, Applejack imagined. Geralt walked to the nearest one, who managed to get on his hands and knees. Geralt ran him through and Applejack winced at the scream. Geralt, instead of attacking them, pulled out a bottle. Applejack watched in disbelief as he uncorked the bottle. Was he seriously drinking something in the middle of battle? He really was insane. He downed the bottle as the Caribou finished getting back up. Geralt's body suddenly seized up and his face contorted in what looked like pain. What did he drink?? Applejack wondered this as Geralt let out a breath, panting. The Caribou looked at each other. Something was wrong... Geralt wiped his mouth, "Let's go." One of them charged and Geralt turned into a blur. Applejack could barely see his arms swing as he cut off the Caribou's leg at the knee. Fast as lightning, he brought his sword up and stabbed the Caribou in the chest before he could even hit the ground. Applejack reared back. How on Equestria did he do that? Before any of the Caribou could react Geralt withdrew his sword and charged. He swung horizontally and the Caribou tried to block. Unfortunately for him Geralt swung with all his might. The Caribou's hand was knocked to the side and Geralt followed through, using his momentum to twirl around and slash at the belly. The Caribou's intestines started to fall out as he fell backwards. Geralt felt a jabbing pain in his side as he grunted in pain. One of the Caribou managed to stab him. Applejack let out a gasp, which proved to be a mistake. The other Caribou heard her and moved quickly to the barn. Applejack was staring at Geralt when she saw this too late. She tried run but the door slammed into her, causing her to fall. She scrambled back as the Caribou towered over her. He lunged and pined her down by her neck. She soon found it was hard to breathe. He lowered his sword downwards, "You want this up your cunt, don't you, slut?" Applejack's eyes widened in horror as she looked down The sword was leveled at her lower lips. She managed to shake her head, "N-no! Please!" "This is what happens when you go against your rightful masters," Applejack clenched her eyes shut as she waited for the horrible pain. Meanwhile, Geralt forced himself back, drawing the sword out of him. Geralt looked back and bared his teeth at the Caribou, who was staring at him shock, "H-how are you n-not on the ground?!" Geralt looked past the stunned Caribou and gritted his teeth at what he saw. The other Caribou had Applejack pinned. The had to finish this quickly. He pulled out his crossbow and shot the Caribou in front of him in the unprotected knee. Geralt stalked past him. The other Caribou saw this and quickly pulled Applejack to her feet, "Don't take another step, or the cunt gets it!" he said as he pressed his blade to Applejack's throat. Geralt watched with burning eyes as Applejack started to sob, "P-please don't kill meh..." The Caribou pressed his blade further against Applejack's neck, "Shut it, whore!" Geralt clenched his fists, knowing what he needed to do. Before the Caribou could react, Geralt cast Axii. The Caribou blinked and staggered, "Wh-wha?" "Let her go," The Caribou complied and Applejack got away as fast as possible. Geralt stalked forward and shoved the dozy Caribou to his knees. Geralt handed his sword to Applejack, who took it with a confused look on her face, "Your turn." Applejack blinked, "Wh-whut?" "Kill him. If you want to save Equestria, you're going to have to kill Caribou." Applejack gulped and stepped in front of the Caribou. Suddenly, all of the memories of her being raped and beaten came to the surface. She snarled and swung the sword with all her might. The blade passed clean through the Caribou's neck, decapitating him. The body fell to the side as Applejack recovered from her swing. She looked at the body and turned a bit green, "Ah think Ah'm gonna be sick..." Geralt gently took the sword away from her and turned to the last surviving Caribou. Said Caribou was trying to crawl away. Geralt kicked him in the side, and the Caribou rolled over clutching it. The Caribou's eyes widened as he felt his chin being lifted by Geralt's blade, "What's the nearest town?" "P-Ponyville." "How many Caribou are there?" "A-about fifty." "Defenses?" "N-none. J-just a barracks. P-please don't kill me." Geralt ignored the Caribou's request and slit his throat. "Wh-what are you?" He looked up to see Applejack standing before him, covering herself. He stared at her eyes and noticed they had a bit of fear in them, "A Witcher." "A-a whut now?" "I kill monsters," Geralt said, before glancing down at the dead Caribou at his feet, "And bad people." Applejack stared at his impassive face and shivered. While she was glad the Caribou was dead, the way Geralt didn't show any emotion scared her. She gulped when he turned his attention to her. If he noticed her nervousness, he didn't show it, "Any ideas on how to kill the King?" Applejack thought for a minute, "There was one way. Don't think it'll work anymore, though." "Why? What is it?" "They're called th' Elements of Harmony. Me an' mah friends used 'em ta save Equestria a couple o' times befer." "And why wouldn't they work?" Applejack sighed, "Two reasons. One, they're in Canterlot, where th' King and two of the Elite Generals are. It's crawlin' with Caribou. Ah don't think we could even approach Canterlot and survive. We'll need an army an' all th' males are 'gainst us." "And the other?" Applejack felt tears well up in her eyes, "M-most o' mah friends, th' ones who wielded th' Elements are...broken. Th-they accepted th' Caribou's rule," Applejack sniffled. "We'll have to change that." Applejack looked at him, "H-how? Mah friends are broken." Geralt looked at her dead in the eyes and spoke with conviction, "We'll give them hope." Author's Note Think I should add Ciri?
