The Race Is On
By Dr. Rockso
The grumpy, green faced and suit wearing being known to all as Anon trudged on through Ponyville towards Carousel Boutique.
Of all the times my suit has to rip, it had to be today.[i/]
Yesterday Anon and Twilight were out helping Zecora collect ingredients for one of her potions. In the process of trying to pick a rare flower, Anon had ripped his favorite suit on several thorns. Anon was going to go to Rarity’s that day but since they arrived back in Ponyville so late Anon would just wait until morning.
Looking around the streets of Ponyville Anon raised an eyebrow.
What the hell is everypon…..I mean everyone.
It wasn’t like Ponyville to be empty in the middle of the day in the middle of the week.
Is it some type of holiday or something?
Not really caring, Anon continued his walk towards Carousel Boutique. In no time he was in front of the large building.
Pushing past the front door, Anon walked into the boutique where he found Sweetie Belle sitting at Rarities desk writing up a storm. Hearing me enter Sweetie Belle looks up and a large smile breaks out on her face.
“Oh hey Anon” she said jumping out of chair and running over to hug my leg and giggle happily.
“Hello young one”
“You must be looking for Rarity, she’s upstairs in her room” Sweetie Belle informs you.
“Thanks Sweets” you say ruffling her mane as you pass by her and walk up the stairs.
“RARITYYY ANON”S HERE” Sweetie Belle yelled so loudly it made your hair on your neck stand up.
Walking up the stairs you hear a loud commotion coming from Rarities room along with the sound of hooves clattering on the floor.
You knock on her door, being the kind gentleman you were.
“Rarity can I come in”
“One moment de…dear” you hear her struggling to speak
Odd, what’s that pony up to
“Ok…come in darling” Rarity says.
You open the door to Rarity’s room and step inside.
Looking around you notice how in disarray the room was. Rarity was usually one to keep her room neat and tidy. The covers on the bed were all messed up, chairs were knocked over and Rarity seemed a bit off.
“He….hello dear” Rarity said her ears flicking uncontrollably.
“Oh hey……I was wondering if you could stitch up my jacket, it kinda got ripped”
“Of…of course darling I’ll be right back with my supplies” Rarity said trotting past you. When she passes you, you could have sworn you heard a subdued moan.
With Rarity out of the room you walk over to her bed and sit down. After sitting on her bed, your nose starts to pick up a musty yet sweet smelling odor. Turning around you follow the odor trail until you notice that there is a pool of wet substance on the bed covers.
What the hell….is this what I think it is.
Sticking your finger in the pool of liquid, you bring your finger up to your nose and inhale deeply.
Your face sudden changes from surprise to horror when you realize what it is.
This is cum……
You instantly wipe your finger on the bed to get rid of the bodily liquids.
This has to be a joke, Rarity wouldn’t do this, or at least would be a little more discrete about it.
Looking down at your feet you see something purple sticking out from under the bed. Without any second thoughts you bend over and pick it up.
Your eyes widen when you realize it’s a purple dildo, more specifically a dragon dildo and it’s still wet.
Before you can throw the dildo back under the bed Rarity comes walking back through the door.
You sit there on the bed absolutely embarrassed and terrified at the situation you are in. Before you can even apologize or come up with an excuse Rarity cuts you off.
“I see you found my personal favorite” she said with half lidded eyes.
What the actual F*@k
“I uh….well….it’s ahhhh” you struggle for words.
“It’s a dragon dildo darling……it gets in all the right places…but I need something……BIGGER” Rarity says looking you right in the eye.
Oh my god, she’s a damn freak.
You stand up and drop the dildo on the floor. “I…I think I should leave” you say as try to move towards the door.
Before you can reach the door, Rarity slams the door shut with her back hoof.
“And where do you think you’re going darling” Rarity said blocking your path.
“Sigh…..probably to Hell no thanks to you ponies” Anon said now getting agitated with the horny mare.
“Well how about I take you on a tour of heaven tonight……Anon…I really…really....need your big green coc…”
“NOT TODAY SATANNNNNN”!!!!! you yell out before jumping out Rarity’s 2nd floor window.
Hitting the ground you yell out in pain.
Clutching your knee you rock back and forth. “GASP….AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…….GASP………….AHHHHHHHHHHHHH….GASP……AHHHHHHHHHH.
Laying on your back you can see Rarity looking out of the window. “You will be mine tonight Anon….MINNNNNEEEEEE” she hisses wildly while holding up a bullwhip with her magic.
Fuck diss shit I’m out.
Getting up on your feet you take off running trying your hardest to get out of Ponyville as quick as possible. “WE’VE GOT A RUNNER” you hear Rarity yell out from her Boutique.
By magic the door of every building in town open up and out steps every mare you know in town each with a wild lustful look in their eye.
“Oh shit” you swear when you realize what time of the year it is…….heat season. Pushing yourself as hard as you can, you run past female ponies as they try to grab and trip you up.
You think you’ve made it until you come upon four ponies, two of them you know as Lyra and Bon Bon. They are forming a wall in front of you, with no time to think you go all Michael Jordan and jump over their bitch asses. While in midair you smack down a weather pony who tried to intercept you. “Bitches get stiches…..niggah” you say before continuing to run.
“GET HIM” you hear Lyra yell.
By now the thought of being raped by small female horses becomes a dull memory as you so easily outmaneuver them. It seemed almost too easy.
After running several miles non-stop you eventually lose the ponies and find yourself at sweet apple acres. You realize that the safety the barn provides could help you, besides you only have a few more hours until heat season is over.
Slowly you walk through the entrance making sure that there wasn’t a horny Applejack lurking. Ever so quietly you make your way into the barn and crawl up the ladder into the hayloft. You figure that no one will search up there. You sit there for several minutes happy that your location hasn’t been discovered.
“Howdy Anon” a southern female voice speaks, it’s enough to make your blood run cold……Applejack.
Trembling you turn around to see the orange pony breathing heavily and surprisingly without her trademark hat, her mane was unkempt and messed up.
“He…hey applejack” you say trying to fake a smile
“Did you drop by tah see me sugarcube” she said in a low lusty voice.
“Uh I just dropped by to get an apple or two” you flat out lie.
You hear her moan before she continues. “You never were a good liar Anon…..now we could do this the easy way….but I prefer the HARD WAY” she said her eyes widening as she pulled out a lasso from behind her.
You begin to take several steps back away from the crazed mare but you find yourself on the edge of the barn.....two steps back and you would be falling to your death. You look at the entrance of the barn and see a crowd of ponies. Dammit you fell right into their trap.
“Now yah can either breed me or all of them” Applejack said motioning to them.
You turn and look out the barn window at the mob below who were pawing at the barn doors.
Turning around you look for any other way to escape, its then you notice a pulley system that the Apples use to put hay in the hayloft. Without thinking you dive off the loft like a madman grabbing the rope and riding it down to the ground where you land softly. Up in the hayloft you can hear Applejack growl angrily. Your triumphant smile soon turns to horror as you watch the barn door fall down and the mob storm in.
Well shit.
Lyra Heartstrings is the first pony to attack you, sidestepping you miss her tackle and instead grab her around the waist. Thinking back to Twilight’s tale about Pinkie Pie using her like a Gatling gun you develop an idea quick. Pointing Lyra at the other ponies, you start to rotate her tail in a circular motion and surprisingly bolts of magic started to fly from her horn like a machine gun. The blasts hit several of the ponies rendering them unconscious, the rest scatter like flies in all directions. You knew that they would be back, but it would seem you bought yourself some time.
Looking down at Lyra, you notice that she seems to be enjoying the experience in a perverted way. She looks up to you with a lusty smile as liquids continue to pour out of her and down your pants leg.
“Dammit Lyra” you say dropping her to the barn floor.
“Please…..do it again Anon” she begs as your walk past her.
You ignore the desperate pony’s pleas and continue to the door before you are attacked by a certain somebody.
“Did yah forget about me”? Applejack yelled as she grabbed you around the neck.
It’s now you realized that Applejack had jumped off the hayloft and nearly tackled you to the ground. It would have been adorable if not for the fact that she was trying to have her way with you.
“GET OFF ME APPLEJACK” you roar.
“NO….NOT UNTIL AH GET MAH LOVIN” she hollers choking you.
Finally having enough of the farm pony, you manage to get free of her headlock and hog tie her with a piece of corn twine lying around the barn.
Without a moment’s hesitation you flee from the barn, all the while you hear Lyra talking to Applejack about how you used your hands on her ignoring Applejack yells to untie her.
