“I die... so that... democracy... may... live," came Liberty Prime’s dying words.
And so it was, Liberty Prime died fighting against the evil communists. Or whatever he was programmed to see as communists. They were not the communists he had seen of old. This place didn't seem to be Alaska, but it didn't matter he was there to fight communists and died with honor doing so. Asking too many questions was a sign of communism.
However, he soon woke up in a strange new place. He opened his new organic-based eyes. He looked over his new diminutive form. He seemed to be some sort of strange quadruped. But not quite fully organic. He seemed to have a union of machine and flesh. Whatever the case may be he was thankful that he had the American flag adorned on both of his ass cheeks. He was not corrupted by the foul sorcery of communism at the very least.
He made to stand up, and explore his new environment. He searched for possible allies, and to root out communists. Eventually, Liberty Prime came across a truly magnificent sight. He came across an equine with red apples adorned on her asscheeks. She had a long blonde mane, and she wore a stetson hat like a true American.
“Hey there, whatcha doing on mah farm?” Liberty Prime drooled profusely and his whole body began to tremble before he subsequently collapsed onto the ground in a heap with his legs in the air. “Mr! Are ya alright?”
“Your voice. It reeks of Americanism and patriotism. What is your name?”
Applejack opened her mouth to speak, but she found herself quite distracted at the sight of his massive erection sprouting between his legs. “Uh… I see ya are happy to see me.”
Liberty Prime smiled sheepishly, rolling to the side to hide his massive erection. Unfortunately, this showed Applejack his well-toned buttocks. Applejack bit her lip and turned to look away, blushing profusely.
“The name’s Applejack. What’s yours?”
“My name is Liberty Prime. Have you seen any communists around?”
“What’s a communist?”
Liberty Prime jumped onto his forehooves and looked at her suspiciously. “A communist is a communist. Asking questions what a communist is exactly what a communist would say.”
“Lookie here fella, Ah have no idea what a communist is.”
“Hmm,” he said rubbing his chin thoughtfully.”Perhaps the foul stench of communism has never infected your land? Take me to the nearest settlement. I need to search the area for communists.”
“Oh sure, I guess you can go look for communists in Ponyville. Whatever a communist is.”
With that, Applejack lead Liberty Prime through the town of Ponyville. Liberty Prime looked at the other ponies they passed by with suspicion, suspecting them to be potentially communists. Eventually, they reached a large castle in the outskirts of town.
Applejack knocked on the door of the castle and simply waited for somepony to answer. Liberty Prime simply stood there behind her, spouting a massive erection as he stared at her ass. Applejack ignored him, but she had her legs braced to buck him if he tried anything.
It was not long until Starlight Glimmer answered the door. Liberty Prime lifted his right hoof, pointed it at her, and glared at her with daggers in his eyes. “Communist!” he shouted, before clenching his forehead. “System failure. Plasma beam not operational. May have to use physical force to neutralise the communist!”
Starlight unleashed a magical explosion of energy from her horn, knocking Liberty Prime over onto his back. Applejack took this opportunity to lasso him, wrapping a rope around his four legs.
Liberty Prime gasped in horror. “Applejack?! You are in league with the communists?! I thought you were a true American patriot?”
Liberty Prime grunted as he struggled to break free from the ropes wrapped around his forelegs. “The diminutive physical strength of my new body is not optimal. It seems I have been corrupted by the machinations and poor craftsmanship of communism! You won't get away with this, you communists! I will regain my old body and destroy you all! The Liberation of Anchorage, Alaska is inevitable!”
“What the hay are you talking about? And what is a communist?” Starlight asked completely dumbfounded, her head tilted to the side curiously.
“You are a communist. I smell the foul stench of communism off you! You must be eradicated!”
“I’m telling you, I have no idea what a communist is.”
“That’s exactly what a communist would say. Communist!”
She groaned in annoyance rubbing her forehead with a hoof. “Stop saying that!”
“All communists must be eradicated! America will never fall to communist invasion! Communism is a temporary setback on the road to freedom. America will never fall to communist invasion. Death is a preferable alternative to communism. Embrace democracy or you will be eradicated—
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For at least five minutes, Applejack and Starlight simply looked at the crazy stallion ranting and raving about communists. Every time they would ask him what a communist is he would simply say ‘That’s exactly what a communist would say. Communist!’ or something like that. Engaging in conversation with him seems to be utterly pointless. They were not even sure if he was sentient or not.
At some point, they gave up. Starlight sighed deeply and then turned to Applejack. “Applejack, I think this stallion needs to go into an insane asylum. He is too dangerous to let loose in public. He might mistake somepony for being whatever he deems to be a communist, and decide to randomly attack them for their perceived communism.”
“Ah agree. He is an absolute lunatic and a pervert. The stallion can’t control himself.”
“The foul taint of this new breed of communism is alluring. You wear the face of a true American and sound like a true American. But deep down you are a communist! I smell apple pie off you like a true American. You even possess a substantially large backside like that of a true American. But all of it is a lie, for beneath all that American charm is a communist!”
Applejack simply stormed off in a huff, no longer willing to listen to him.
“It’s just me and you now, comrade. Long have I waited for your arrival,” said Starlight sexfully looking at him with bedroom eyes, before turning around to present her plump backside to him. “Forsake your capitalist ways and embrace communism!”
“Never! I will never submit to your foul communism!”
In answer, Starlight shook her thick and meaty rump from side to side, creating a loud slapping sound of flesh slapping against flesh as her buttcheeks repeatedly clapped together. “Embrace communism, Liberty Prime! And you will have my hoof in marriage, you sexy capitalist!” she said sexfully.
“Never! I won’t submit to your evil communism!”
Starlight reached her right front hoof back and placed it upon her plump buttcheek, her hoof subsequently sank into the plush softness of her fat ass. She held it there momentarily, allowing him to have a good look at the depression she made from the applied pressure of her hoof against her cheek before she slowly pulled back, and the depression soon vanished as it resumed a perfectly smooth shape like that of a still lake.
As much as Liberty Prime hated communism, he found he could not suppress getting a boner. His massive horse cock rose to attention by the sexy sight of the communist.
“Stupid sexy communist!” he shouted.
