When Bad Fics Get Worse

You open the door of your closet to find a purple filly with a doll. She looks up at you in alarm, hugging the doll close to her downy fur, and takes a step back nervously.

You take a cautious step back, the glassy eyes of the almost anthropomorphically infantile equine in front of you reflecting her fear. You bend down, taking a knee to support yourself, staring bemusedly at her as the unicorn reflects her own curiosity in her eyes, still hugging the ratty doll close as she takes a small step forward.

..."I'm Twiwight Spawkul," comes a hesitant and entirely unexpected voice, her face attempting something of a shy smile.

You smile softly at the equine's tentative, infantile voice. "Hello, Twilight Sparkle," you respond in as soothing a manner as possible. "My name is Anon. How did you get here-- but first, are you hungry?" You smile gently, the filly in front of you pausing hesitantly before nodding eagerly, a sheepish smile gracing her face-- one more expressive than may have been expected from an equine.

"Um... Yes, Mister Anon," she says quietly, smiling. "Do you--" she pauses, tentatively taking another step forward-- "Do you have any hay?"

You gently pick up the filly Twilight, who starts before calming in your grasp, the purple-haired equine warm and fidgeting slightly in your grasp. Also, you're fucking Iron Man, because do you have any idea how heavy that would be? I mean, shit. Anyways, you whip out your dick and stick it in her butt.

"Um... mister Anon, sir? I--I poop from there."

"Not today you don't, Twilight Sparkle."

You ram forward repeatedly into the writhing equine's tight asshole, then finally fill her anus with your seed. Satisfied, you lie back on your bed, but she gets annoying so you stab her eyes out with a ballpoint pen and shove it through her optical nerve. Satisfied that she's dead, you send her to a glue factory. Then Princess Celestia teleports into the room and asks where her apprentice is, so you kill her too. You're a rich man.

GOOD END