Chapter 1- The dream

Once again, just like every night, my eyes meet the moon as I tilt my head upwards. It’s as bright as always, that creamy yellow. It makes me think of how bright I once was. This isn’t worth it I tell myself, for every night I look at the moon, I get more and more depressed. I slowly turn back and face my new reality, the shabby cardboard box I found one night after selling my soul. I slowly curl up into a ball, and shut myself off from the harsh reality of modern society.

That night, I had the same nightmare. The flashback, of my down spiral.

“Oh Rarity! How beautiful!” Fluttershy cooed, admiring the dress I gave her. It was her birthday present, a sky blue dress with dainty floral designs at the tip. I had slaved under my sewing machine for days, even weeks, making everything looked alright for my best friend. I remember not seeing the light of day for at least a week, as it’s easier to sew in the pitch darkness for me.

“You’re very welcome, Fluttershy dear, it took me barely any time.” I lied. Fluttershy HATES it when I spend too much time on something for her, so one little lie couldn’t hurt. Right? Wrong.

Fluttershy gave me that eager smile she gives, and bolted for the changing room in my room. I felt my cheeks flush bright red, like the color of Applebloom’s mane. It felt good to be appreciated.
Seconds later, Fluttershy dashed out of the room, with her new dress on. She came out so quickly, I expected at least some form of scratch or tear and the dress, but surprisingly, there wasn’t.

“Oh, Rarity!” she exclaimed again. “This is absolutely wonderful! I can’t thank you enough!”
“Oh, really, Fluttershy, it’s no problem at all.” I really didn’t have anything else to do around that time.
Fluttershy gave me a sweet smile, and gestured towards the door. “Shall we?”
I nodded in glee, and headed towards the door, her pacing behind me.

We walked, hoof in hoof, along the main street of ponyville. We had the most AMAZING party to attend, one held by the local spa we always go to. I actually wasn’t the one who found out about it, it was Fluttershy. Her face when she asks….it was like that HNGGGG those brony people do. I couldn’t say no.
By now, Fluttershy and I had reached a turn, the one that leads to the spa. However, it was detoured, due to road works. A dusty, overused sign was pointing left, showing us the new route. As I looked over, I cringed in fear, and Fluttershy let out a small whimper. There, standing before us, was Bucksworth Alley.

“Rarity, d-don’t tell me we have to go in THERE!” Fluttershy whimpered, crouching down behind my hind legs.
“Don’t worry hun, there’s two of us, no-one could harm us!” I gave her the best reassuring face I could muster. I couldn’t tell Fluttershy that I was equally, if not more scared than her….
“But, the news last week, she was raped Rarity, RAPED!”
I gave her a devastated look. Rape. The only thing in the world that annoys me more than mud. I didn’t say anything, I just grabbed her hoof, and we set off.

For the first half, we were good. Fluttershy slowly tiptoed behind me, like she was trying not to wake anyone.
“Darling, rapists don’t sleep, you can walk normally.” I told her. I wish I hadn’t. It just sent her into a fury of panic.
“Well then….stuff this!” she yelled, the loudest I’ve ever heard her yell, and she took off. I froze in horror, unable to do anything. For about 5 seconds, I saw her delicate yellow body rushing to the end, but then out of nowhere…
“RARITY! THEY HAVE ME!” A voice yelled. I was sure there was more, but all I could hear was a muffled scream. I didn’t need telling twice.
“HOLD ON FLUTTERS!” I yelled back, and sped off as fast as my little hooves could go. When I got just past halfway, a giant hoof raised around my mouth. “MFFFMFMFLLFMF” I tried to scream, but he was pulling on me, so hard I felt my lips crack open. He pulled me behind two rubbish cans, where I saw two more buff ponies, and Fluttershy.

But it wasn’t Fluttershy. Her eyes were dripping blood, with matching cuts all over her body. But the worst part was, they had ripped open her Marehood, and obviously tried to rape her. Her Marehood was soaking wet, alongside some blood oozing out of it. They had gagged her fully, her face turning blue with suffocation.
“Now, your turn, little gemstone.” The biggest pony said to me. I tried my hardest to scream, but he had flipped me on my stomach, and used his claws to open my virgin pussy.

“AHHHH!” I screamed out in horror. I knew no-one could hear my pleas, but it hurt so much. Before I knew it, the same pony pulled out his disgusting, diseased infected cock, and rammed up me. I felt like, screaming, crying, but it was no use. It would only make him more excited. In and out, I could feel his dick ramming up the sides of my tight pussy. I looked over to my left, too see the other two ponies giving Fluttershy anal, and deep throat. She was having a way worse time than me.
After five minutes of pain, the pony inside me released, leaving a trail of cum behind my Marehood. I saw him walk over to where the other two ponies were, around Fluttershy. I slowly got to my hooves, the pain in my pussy still throbbing. I glanced over at the three ponies still circling Fluttershy, at least, I think they were. I had about a minute to think of a plan, however, the only option was to run.

“Rarity….they hurt me….” Fluttershy muttered.
Before I could answer, the three ponies shot Fluttershy a glaring look, and raised their fists.
The next minute or so were the worst of my life. The way their hooves dug into Fluttershy’s skin, leaving permanent marks, the way she screamed out in horror was they rammed their dicks up her. It was all too much. And they just left me standing there.

“Fluttershy….I will find a way to save you!” I yelled out to her. I knew I couldn’t, but she needed reassuring. I turned on my hooves, and ran the way we came.
“RARITY! DON’T LEAVE ME!” Fluttershy yelled.
“I’m so sorry!”

“I’M SO SORRY!” I yelled in panic, then slowly opened my eyes. Phew, just a dream. Hah, I wish. It did happen, it really did. I turn on my stomach, and glance down to my Marehood. Right there, were two claw marks, right where he clawed my pussy open. I sat there for a bit, trying really hard not to think about it. I then turn over, and face my blanket, the newspaper from two months ago. Every time I see the headline, I cry. This was no exception. The soggy headline read:

YOUNG PONY KILLED IN RAPE ATTACK.