We Love Each Other Very Much

Treehouse. Twilight is studyin books. Da books is interesting, dat dunkadelic hoe thinks. Straight-up interesting. Then, Raritizzle comes tha fuck into tha treehouse, straight-up chillaxed n' tired.

“Ohhh, Twilight son! It’s dreadful!” Raritizzle exclaimed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Twilight looked up from her books, intrigued by what tha fuck was botherin her playa.

“Why Raritizzle dawwwwg! What seems ta be tha matter?” axed Twilight. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was concerned. Biatch was. Raritizzle came closer ta her playa, whoz ass could feel her bangin' breath rufflin her fur.

“Why I’m up in heat, n' I can’t seem ta git into how tha fuck ta tame dat shit. Darling,” Raritizzle holla'd at Twilight, both now blushing.

Twilight laid a hoof on Raritizzles face, both now blushing. “I can fix that,” Twilight stammered, as they lips locked tha fuck into a kiss. Da two mares stood they revelin up in they body heats mixin together.

They slowly hit dat shiznit they way up tha steps, makin they way ta tha bed, up tha steps. Da two pounced on tha bed, smilin n' gigglin all up in tha sudden events dat was happening. Both was blushing.

Raritizzle started first. On top of Twilight, her kisses slowly made they way lower down Twi’s body. Lower, lower…

“Ahhh!” screamed Twilight. Raritizzle had struck gold. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da tongue whipped across tha meat flaps as Twilight playfully played wit Rarity’s mane. Da ecstasy up in tha air was incredible, n' both was blushing. Furiously.

Livin game was hard. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Times was difficult, n' overall, time was sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Straight-up sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! And these ponies was a shitload of tha saddest ta be sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Now, tha sadnizz no longer affected tha fucked up ponies, as sadnizz melted away wit not-sadness, or… happiness.

“Rarity, I’m-” A hoof rose up ta Twilights face, which was blushing.

“Now now darling, could you hold it up in just fo' me son?” axed tha non-sadnizz pony. Da other sadness-non pony nodded. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! And then, Raritizzle gently shoved her hoof up Twilights pink grill. Glorious it was, they thought. Glorious.

Da contented ponies’ groans joined together, leadin ta a merry chorus. Da elated ponies reveled up in dis upbeat moment. That’s when...surprise.

Spike layed a cold-ass lil claw on Raritizzles Pirate Booty, grinning. Both of tha mares looked at his ass gasping, all up in phat fun. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Dat shiznit was fun.

“Spike?” both of dem smiled a smile at him, which he reciprocated by smilin a even mo' smile smile ta dem wild-ass muthafuckas.

“Yo gals, mind if I join in?” Spike axed up in a tone of muthafucka.

“Well, Spike, do you wanna join?”

“Can I join?”

“Do you wanna join?”

“Can I join?”

“Do you wanna j-”

“Yes”

“...yay.”

Spike joined up in tha ecstatic atmosphere fuck. Glorious muthafucka! It was. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Spike thrust his TRUSTY member inside Raritizzles pink, vibratin garage.

Oh, tha times ta be had hommie! Da trip off feelin tha three was havin was like no other n' shit. Oh, tha time biaaatch! What game. But what tha fuck is game, biatch? It aint a lack of ludd yo, but a lack of thang dat make unaiiight marriages. Whoever fights monstas should peep ta it dat up in tha process da ruffneck do not become a monsta n' shiznit fo' realz. And if you gaze long enough tha fuck into a abyss, tha abyss will gaze back tha fuck into you, biatch. There be always some madnizz up in love. But there be also always some reason up in madness. Wacky.

“Well,” Spike suggested, “shall we chizzle it up?”

Bot of tha hoes looked at each other n' shit. Delight. “Spike”, Raritizzle cooed, “do you wanna switch it up?”

“Yes yes y'all.”

“Yay, glorious time!”

Spike now layed down on his back, up in ecstasy, as both of tha dope mares licked his chode, both of dem blushing.

As Spike stared, tha abyss stared back. “Ahh!” da perved-out muthafucka holla'd. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Straight-up freaky. But, two dope ponies was lickin his chode biaaatch! His chum bucket was gettin thoroughly glazed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! There be always some madnizz up in love. But there be also always some reason up in madness.

Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”

Bach up in tha bedroom, happiness. Great, everypony thought. What fun! Dat shiznit was magical, happinizz up in tha air. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Da happinizz was straight-up contagious, which made Spike be thinkin bout tha futilitizzle of game, tha fact dat all take a thugged-out dirtnap without knowin if they made a impact, of if anybody cared. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! If anypony stared at you as you died, n' even thought bout it later n' shiznit fo' realz. As if tha memory of yo' existence was wiped from all memories, cuz you didn’t do a goddamn thang. Nothang you did done cooked up a gangbangin' finger-lickin' difference. Yo crazy-ass game was wasted, n' yo' tha only reason. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Cause you didnt give a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass shit. Look at you now, you pussaaaaay. Rottin away behind yo' so call “aspirarions”, blind ta tha fact dat all of dis is futile. Go ahead, live a game dat means nothing, be another brick up in tha wall, a speck up in tha sand. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Die.

Spike pushed away these wack-ass thoughts, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. “Fuck dat shit, mah schlong is feelin like a millions bits!” Both of tha mares giggled on tha phallus. Love.

Da blowjob was wet, sloppy, sick, n' glorious. Da sick pecker pecked Rarity’s throat. What time biaaatch! Raritizzle gagged yo, but fo' only a second. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! So dat shiznit was ok.

Twilight giggled at Spike, whoz ass let up a funky-ass breath da ruffneck didn’t know da thug was holding. “What ho, girls muthafucka! This feels pimped out!”

Raritizzle came up from chokin on tha massive dragon dong. “I hope so, Spikey-Wikey!”

“That’s what tha fuck you call mah dirty ass.”

“It is.”

“Shows how tha fuck precious n' close we are.”

“It do.”

“It’s tha nickname dat shows we is close.”

“Yes yes y'all.”

“Same characters.”

“We are.”

“Our thugged-out asses have fun.”

“But of course.” They was characters. Glorious.

Da bed rocked back n' forth as Raritizzle now mounted Spike, a momentous statue of tha ludd tha three felt fo' each other n' shit. Twilight now busted Raritizzle up in ecstasy, revelin up in tha moments fo' realz. All was blushing.

Da sky looked dope, Spike thought. For a massacre fo' realz. A massacre of vibe, dat is.

“Be g-gentle,” Raritizzle holla'd at Spike yo. Dude was.

“You’re tha dopest lil brother, Spike.” Twilight squeaked dis out. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Spike was horny bout that.

Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”

Back up in tha library, ludd was bein made. Ebin mounted, all Spike could do was put his claws on his wild lil' face. Twilight now fuckin started humpin' Spike, n' both mares squirted. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. “Woah!”

That scene was wacky, n' it stained tha bed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Well shiiiit, it smelled yo, but all was horny bout tha smell.

Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”

Spike was straight-up happy, as he let his claw travel up Twilights cheek, explorin it;s soft surface area yo. Dude felt pimped out pleasure from this, n' his thugged-out lil' punk-ass became aroused even mo' so. “Rarity, I’m-”

Suprise.

Spike accidentally came inside prematurely, causin both of tha mares ta stare at his ass wit wide eyes. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Spike stared back fo' realz. Abyss. But dis time, it wasnt freaky. Dat shiznit was sick.

As he finished his fuckin load from his crazy-ass massive johnson, da perved-out muthafucka sat back on tha bed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! “Groovy.”

Raritizzle unmounted her muthafuckin ass off of Spike, n' stared all up in tha dragon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. “Spike, I be thinkin I’m in…”

Spike caressed Rarity’s cheek. “It’s aiiight babe. Me n' mah wood will help.”

Twilight came up, blushing. “I’ll help like a muthafucka.” Da three fuckin started gigglin up in happinizz n' ecstasy. What ho!

Spike picked up a cold-ass lil camera straight-up suddenly. “Yo muthafuckas, whatz popping! It’s Spike wit another CRAAAZZZY VLOG. Yo ass won’t BELEIVE what tha fuck just happened hommie! Peep it, I gots mah hoe pregnant. Wacky dawwwwg! And mah crazy ass n' mah boss, also mah sister, will raise it wit us. Yo ass betta believe it, biatch? Cause I cant son! Now, if you wanna peep mo' wild-ass content like this, please subscribe n' like dis vizzle, you’ll be bustin me a big-ass favor playa! I be bout ta be bustin a quick giveaway too! All you need ta do is subscribe, n' comment, “Congrats on tha baby, Spike!” n' then you gonna be entered up in tha raffle fo' a NEW ICRYSTAL, biatch? That’s right muthafuckas, you heard mah crazy ass biaaatch! So dont miss out, n' comment!”

Da three stared at each other n' holla'd, “Fuck dis shiznit son! We ludd each other straight-up much!”

Out tha window, Applejack stood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! “Whoa, they crazy!”