Fall of Equestria: The Hunter

Applejack walked forward to her destination. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. She could already smell the Warbeast’s musk. Unlike most of the mares she met, she and her sister Applebloom seemed to be the only ones who hated that smell. Even Rainbow Dash seemed to like it to some degree.

She hated her life. Each day she was raped, her privates constantly sore. She hated the Caribou. She hated stallions, with the exception of Big Macintosh( they weren’t as close as before, and she was sure she’d never would be.) She hated everything but Applebloom and Rainbow Dash. The latter, though, was starting to break. She said that the rapes weren’t hurting her any more. Applejack felt like crying when she heard that. The rest of her “friends” turned on the three when they wouldn’t submit to freely giving up their bodies as sex toys. She viewed them as traitors.

Applejack wanted to kill herself. Unfortunately, depending on the view point, she never got enough nerve to actually do it. And there wasn’t any easy way to do so, either; all items that could be used as weapons against the Caribou, no matter how unwieldy or impractical, were kept from mares. She could drown herself, but that was the one way of offing herself she absolutely refused to do. She hated the idea of drowning, it being her least favorite way to die.

Applejack’s morose thought were interrupted by a feeling suddenly coming over her. The feeling of being watched. She glanced around. No one was there. She swallowed her sore throat. Something felt off.

The feeling went away as quickly as it appeared. She stayed still for a few more moments before shrugging. Then Applejack sighed as she continued on her way to do her “job”, tending to the Warbeast.

“Now Mr. Nangash, you have to stay still to let me collect your milk,” said Fluttershy as she stroked the Warbeast’s erect cock. She breathed in, sighing softly. She loved this smell. And the taste of it.

She was about to give it a tender lick when the animal suddenly snorted and knocked her over as it dashed away. She blinked, laying on her back. She moved her head to see the retreating Warbeast, heading out in the corn fields.

Fearing she would be punished, which was not as fun as letting the males use her, got up and started to follow the Warbeast.

Fluttershy jogged after the beast, “Nangash! Come back!”

She heard the Warbeast cry out in surprise, which was suddenly cut short. Her jog turned into a full on sprint.

She reached a clearing in the corn maze and skidded to a stop in horror at what she saw.

Nangash was on its side, dead. A bipedal figure had its skinny, gray back to her, and was no doubt eating Nangash’s flesh.

It didn’t seem to hear her, and Fluttershy decided she’d rather face the Caribou’s punishment than dying from a monster. She turned around and started to quietly tip-toe away from the monster.

On a whim and a feeling, she looked back. She wished she hadn’t. The monster had turned its head to her and was staring at her with large, black eyes. It’s mouth was covered in blood, flesh hanging out the side. Blood dripped down its chin as it just stared at her.

It suddenly moved. Faster than what its malnourished-looking body should have been capable of, it dashed on all fours to the side. It disappeared into the corn maze, leaving a quivering Fluttershy.

Rainbow Dash grunted as she pulled the heavy plow. The heat was bearing down on the Pegasus, causing her to sweat profusely. She felt like she was about to pass out, but the Caribou wouldn’t let her. They’d rape her while she was unconscious and beat her when she woke up.

Rainbow Dash was pretty sure she was delirious now, as she saw a creature of some kind scampering out of the corn field and into the direction of town. She ignored it, focusing on pulling the plow and not dying from heatstroke.

Pinkie Pie gagged around the cock in her mouth. Her hands gripped the Caribou’s thighs, trying to take as much of the dick as she could, even though she was already balls deep. The stallion at her other end pounded her ass, making her fat cheeks jiggle.

Drool dripped down on the floor, and Pinkie shuddered as the Stallion switched pace. Instead of hard, fast strokes, he slowly moved in and out of her butt, enjoying the feeling of the mare’s anal walls hugging his cock.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw movement and stopped sucking the cock in her mouth when she saw a face peering through one of the side windows of Sugar Cube Corner. It wasn’t a pony. Or a Caribou. Or anything else she’d seen. It looked so sickly, its black eyes giving the appearance of them being sunken in.

The Caribou roughly grabbed her mane and shoved her down on his cock, “Did I say you could fucking stop, whore?”

Pinkie Pie glanced back at the window and saw that the face was gone.

Rarity hummed as she completed her cross-stitches. Carousel Boutique was still open, though it served mainly as a whore house now. Sweetie Belle was the main attraction, able to keep fucking for hours on end. Rarity had no idea how she did it.

Her ears twitched. She heard a scratching at the front door. Thinking it was a lost cat she ignored it, thinking it would go away.

It didn’t. Almost two minutes of constant scratching ground on Rarity’s nerves. Rarity gritted her teeth as she put down what she was working on. She stomped to the door and swung the door open, “WHAT?!”

There wasn’t anything at the door. Nopony was around, as the sun had set and they all had gone inside for the day. She scanned the surroundings, trying to see something that had made the scratches. She couldn’t see anything.

If the light by the door wasn’t on, she wouldn’t have had something catch her eye. She looked down at the door and gulped.

Her door was covered in scratches, the deepest nearly an inch deep. The claws of whatever made them had to be extremely sharp, as there wasn’t nearly any faults or errors in the grooves; they were almost completely smooth.

She glanced up and saw two white lights in the dark horizon. Whatever they belonged to, they seemed to know she was looking at it. The two lights dashed to the side out of view. Rarity swore she saw a silhouette of something.

Shaking slightly, she quickly shut the door and locked it. She decided to go a step further and went around the shop and locked all the doors and windows. She locked her bedroom door and huddled on her bed. She didn’t get much sleep that night.

Twilight Sparkle bit back a moan as vibrator buzzed in her cunt. One of the Caribou had decided it would be fun to see if Twilight could go about her work with a dildo shoved inside her.

Twilight felt another orgasm coming up for the umpteenth time when something moved in the bushes outside the window. Twilight blinked, pleasure momentarily forgotten as she looked into the dark.

Nothing moved. Decided she was just hearing things, she continued her work on the stallion’s taxes she had been given.