Flutterbanana

Read the Fucking Chapter Title!

By (not-so) popular demand, I've decided to continue this. Sue me, motherfuckers.

"What?" the sadistic mare says as she stands triumphantly over your pathetic, sniveling form. "Don't you like this? Isn't this what you wanted, my little piggy?" she shoots you one of her trademark innocent stares that always worked wonders in melting away anyone's wall of defense.

"Mmrf-Mmumm-mrr..." you incoherently mumble. Her big, fat, fucking cock is still stuck in your worthless cum-guzzling mouth while she has you propped up against a wall.

"Oh!" she realizes as she withdraws her thick, veiny meat sword from its sheath (your throat).

"Hah... hah... hah... The body is willing, but the flesh aches for satisfaction, master..." you tiredly complain. "This is the sixth time in a row you've blown your load in my throat. When do I get some satisfaction?" At this point, she'd raped you so many times that if your ass was a drum, it'd be beaten to the point where the material coating it would have an absurd amount of tears in it. In short, Fluttershy has thoroughly wrecked dat ass. It's futile to imagine what she's done to your ugly, fat, neck-bearded face... Actually, no it isn't. All the cock milk she's blasted onto it actually made you look more attractive. But not by much, seeing as you're a worthless sack of fucking dog vomit.

*SMACK* Fluttershy smacks the fuck out of you with her ding-a-ling for your disgusting insubordination. You pathetically bring one of your hands to your cheek, only to realize it smells like dicks, Cheetos, and shame.

"You'll get your turn eventually, boo-boo..." she sweetly replies, smiling as she caresses your face with her long, thick, throbbing fat Fluttercock. "...I just want to try a little something first..."

"What's that? Raping my asshole again?"

"No, no... Besides, we've done that fourteen times already... I need... something new... something fresh..."

"What might that be, Headmistress?" You ask frightfully, knowing full well her ideas never left you in a good way. Last time, she tried jamming a vibrator into your urethra with the force of a Falcon Punch while she rammed her mighty flesh ruler up your tenderized and thoroughly fucked sphincter. At the very least, she used lubricant.The room goes silent as she ponders in what sick, demented way she'll abuse the cock-slapping Christ out of you again.

"Ah! I know..." Without a moment's hesitation, she takes flight toward the nearby drawer and pulls out an object. Your mouth and eyes widen in horror at what you're looking at; a Wii remote encased in latex. "Why are you giving me that look?"

"I don't want that thing up my ass, that's why!" you shout, already knowing you're out of line.

"Speak to me like that again, and it's going to find its way up your nose, slave!" she shouts. "...if that's alright with you..." she meekly adds. "Besides, this isn't going in YOUR bunny-hole; it's going in mine..."

"Wha...?" You ask in bewilderment. "But... why can't I just--?"

"Because... believe it or not... I'm... a v... v..." she sheepishly trails off, landing on the ground, the condom-covered Nintendo device in hoof.

"You're... a..."

"...virgin," she finally builds up the bare minimum of courage to blurt out quietly.

"But... what the fuck sense does that make? You've been fucking me relentlessly since that arrogant weasel fucker Tom locked me in here..."

"Well, I haven't had anything inserted in my rectum before... and I was just wondering... what it would be like... to be humped while I'm humping somepony..." she shyly confesses, her cheeks turning  pink with embarrassment.

"Well then... if that's the case, then why don't you have me stick it in your butt and give you a reach-around?"

"That's boring," she replies to your disappointment. "I need my big-fat wee-wee thingy to be inside something when I'm making love to you..."

"Oh..."

"Besides, you're much too small. It'd probably feel like you were only shoving one of your thumbs in there... and even THAT'S insulting to your thumbs..."

"WHAT??" You argue, clearly upset. "My dick is at least HALF as big as that fuckin' Wii rem--!"

"Enough! Assume the position, my little piggy. I'm hornier than Iron Will on a Friday night in a colt-cuddling bar." Wordlessly and reluctantly, you comply by submitting yourself so you don't get slapped like the bitch you are. Fluttershy moves toward you and shows mercy in the form of giving you a big, sopping wet, passionate tongue kiss that sucks all the air out of your semen-drowned lungs. "Can... can you do me a favor and clean me a little...?"

"As if I have a choice..."

"Watch your mouth, pig. Now, make like that whore Trixie and make my penis disappear..." Without another objection from your stupid mongoloid face, she presses the tip of that delicious, strangely banana-flavored dick to your lips. As if you were being given a choice, you open wide, allowing the Pegasus mare to commence face-fucking you furiously. The pain of her Peyton Man-Thing rubbing vehemently against your mouth almost causes you to pass out from lack of oxygen. Suddenly, she stops, but doesn't remove her cock from your otherwise-useless orifice.

"Mm?" You mumble.

"Ahh... Oh, Celestia, yes..." she stopped only to shove the Wii remote in a place where it belonged; up her tight, supple, firm little booty hole. Once she'd inserted the thing into her rectum, she tugged away at herself with her forehooves until you suddenly found yourself gargling her mayonnaise once again. With a wet *Pop*, FUTAshy withdrew from your mouth and quickly moved to your ass. Seeming to 'forget' to put on lube, she rammed her rod into you, which was made evident by the definitive *PLOP* of her belly and thighs against your butt cheeks.

"Owwww!" You whine like a little pansy ass World of Warcraft player.

"Please be quiet," Fluttershy admonishes. "You wouldn't want the neighbors to hear us... Would you?"

"Neighbors? That's MY house next do--!" *SLAP* "OUCH!"

"That's enough back-sass, piggy. Now... if you don't mind... could you please... back it up?"

"Back what up?"

"Dat flank." Before you're given the time to answer, she rams her Not-So-Slim Jim into your Oh-So-Eager cornhole. Not taking the time to be gentle, the newhalf mare enthusiastically thrusts with the power of a jackhammer. You can hardly take it. The way her dick just pokes at your prostate with every pump... the feel of her sleek, wet, rock-hard Pee-Pee as it grinds against your anal cavity... the strange erection you somehow manage to conjure up from the thought of a female pony with male genitalia pleasuring herself, using you as her personal sex slave... It isn't long before you begin feebly attempting to jack off. But Headmistress Fluttershy ain't havin' dat shit. She takes the piece-of-shit gaming controller (no pun intended) out of her booty hole and is quick to put it in an even BETTER place; your mouth.

"Ack!!" You almost gag at the smell of the putrid thing. It's aroma reminds you of that one time where you decided to give yourself a dutch oven after eating a VERY large Taco Bell meal. The taste, however... was actually similar to a Beef Burrito from said shitty fast-food establishment.... for a given definition of 'Food.' You now know where YOU'LL never be going again.

"Ah-ah-ahh~!" Futashy teases, much to your pitiful chagrin. "I'll get right to that.... as soon as I... I... Ooooh~!" Her Adrian Penis-son erupts all over you as she withdraws. You sit there, serving your now-only useful purpose in life as your 'girlfriend' bathes you with her mozzarella dick cheese. By the time she's done, not a single centimeter of your butt cheeks is left unsullied. A little bit of her cock shampoo even finds its way into your greasy, dandruff-ridden hair. She walks into your sight, her dick still harder than arithmetic, giving you a mercifully friendly smile. She gently removes the burrito-flavored game controller from your pie hole, allowing you to finally breathe. "Sit back," she orders.

"O-okay..." you shamefully say, your pride, dignity, and anything else that made you feel like more than a worm stripped away by Best Pony. You plop your jizz-stained ass on the filthy fucking floor, where a *plop* can be heard due to all the cock snot blanketing your booty. Your erection stands at attention at a whopping six inches (Even I'm not THAT mean, dickface). Actually surprised by your size, she gasps in delight.

"Oh... my... I-I didn't know you still... liked me... even after all the naughty things I did to you..." she stutters in awe.

"Well... I figure I'll be here forever... and you DO look pretty sexy when you're fucking me... plus, I think I'm beginning to like it..."

"Oh, I just KNEW you'd love me, my pet!" Futa-Fluttershy doesn't hesitate to jump on you, planting her lips all over your face, peppering you with cute little kisses. That doesn't last long before her lips find their way from your face to your dick.

"Gee Willikers," You moan in an Urkel-like tone as the mare of your dreams (or nightmares?) begins tonguing your lollipop like she'd just come out from behind a candy store after doing something strange for a little piece of change. However, that is as far as it goes before you (in TEN SECONDS FLAT, HURR-DURR) cum in her mouth. Somewhat disappointed, the mare pulls herself up, shooting you a stern look as her muzzle is coated in your specially-made cocoa butter, letting you know you just fucked up big time. "I-I'm sorry... I really am, I-!"

"No, it's okay. I actually expected you to climax sooner. Your stamina needs work, my little piggy. But first, your punishment..." she menacingly says as she leans in to tongue kiss you yet again (of course, with a little extra). She snowballs you. She snowballs you hard. HARD. The taste of your own cum is actually WORSE than that Wii remote. It's like digging your finger into your ear, then sticking it in your nose, THEN sticking it up your ass, then sticking it in your greasy, sweaty armpits, THEN plunging it into a mound of salt before finally sucking the digit dry... with your mouth, of course.

Nonetheless, Fluttershy is very unhappy with your shoddy performance and demands retribution. So, she pushes you onto your back and, before you can do anything about it (not like you would anyway, you smelly, dirty, sopping wet whore-mongering dick blanket), forces her Booty Warrior into its new home once again.

"We've got a LOT of domesticating to do..." she sultrily whispers into your ear. You ALREADY know what happens next. It rhymes with 'RAPE.' Oh, wait... That's what it actually is... F@660+.

The End... again >_>