Chapters Friday Night Authors Die By The Keyboard
One day in Equestria, Dominic was being trolled. This pissed him off quite a bit. But Adam had a full cup of green tea, a portable extended keyboard and a laptop connected to the mains; it was sort of like an 'Electronic Centipede'. The keyboard was connected to the laptop, the laptop was connected to the mains; and there was a creepy Englishman keeping them all connected. Adam had had enough of learning why he needs blend modes and decided that now would be a good time to write; so he did.
Zenos was (I can type upside down) trotting down the stony pathway towards Cloudsdale. Why was he walking to a city in the sky you ask? Well, 'cus Zenos is tank; as Miles would put it. And because he was so tank he grew wings and flew up to the floating city of which a surton rainbow maned pegasus named Rainbow Dash called home.
If you asked him why he was going to see Rainbow Dash he would say 'Who the fuck are you?' and then fly off. If you asked the author of this fic/novel/book/masterpiece/tale he would say 'Who the fuck are you? It's a surprise!' and then fly off; 'cus he grew wings. And if you asked Ranboy Dish why he was going to see her, she would say
“Why the buck are you here?” asked Rainbow, looking at the now alicorn OC (eat it up Celestia). Zenos pushed his way passed her and into her home. “Because I’m writing a fic and I can't think of anything to write.” complained the tank pony, slumping down onto a fluffy cloud sofa. “But Zen, u l33t, y no think?” asked Scootaloo, being the dodo she was.
“Bitch you is real ho material, you cheating on me, Dom, Scootaloo and Luna; y u no work for me?” questioned Zenos, acting like a choulo. “'Cus Zen, I’ve already got a sugar daddy. Now get your black ass outta' my house, I was going down on this little squirt to make her give me a little squirt.” replied Dash, smirking at her poetic use of grammar.
“Oh no you isn't ho, ah' came here for a reason!” and with that Zenos picked up the mildly horny Scootaloo and pushed her though the cloud floor.
Meanwhile, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were at their shitty little club house. Currently, they were trying to earn their cutie marks by letting Twilight rebirth them; messy.
“Twilight, I don't see how this will get us our cutie marks? What do you think Apple Bloom.” said Sweaty Balls, as she turned to look at her friend/lover.
“America America Ham Apples Apples Apples America tree 34 ham clit angioplasty Breyburn jizz America peanut butter gun licence.” said Yapple Boob, walking up to Twilight.”
“I guess so, but what if-”
“AMERICA!”
“Fine”
Apple Bloom then shoved her foreleg up Twilight's pussy, well; she thought it was her pussy.
“Aahhhh, you little whore!” shouted Twilight as her rectum was penetrated by a hoof.
“Whoops” said Apple Tit as she pulled her shit covered hoof out of Twilight's ass. Her ass was now bleeding and it hurt. Sweetie Belle pushed her filly friend out of the way and stood in front of Twig Light.
“This is how it's done you dumb horse fucker.” said what's her mane as she stuffed her head into the purple cunt in front of her. Twilight screamed in pleasure as he vag lips engulfed the filly. The white bitch was pulled in by a force she didn't know existed; dumb bitch. And was soon entirely eaten by Twilight's mystical cock sock.
Twilight came.
She came so hard that she pushed me into the white house.
“Mr. President, we have an emergency!” shouted the... glasses guy.
“What is it?” questioned Toby.
“There's been a sighting of a black and cyan and white and that kind of lighter black and-”
“Calm down Renaults. What are you talking about?”
“The pony sir. The unicorn! We've seen it!” shouted Renaults
The black dude sat there, a dumb expression on his black face. The white dude stood there, a white guy expression on his white face.
“You mean a real unicorn? Is he dangerous?”
“Yes sir, very”
“Does he give amazing blow jobs?”
“Yes, and also... Wait, what? I, I wouldn't know sir. He's a pony, what are you thinking?”
“Sorry, I’m just a bit distracted at the moment. Can he cast magic?
“Yes Mr. President, we saw him making alterations to the Constitution of America. We now have the right to, as he put it, fuck ourselves.” said Renaults.
“Cool”
“Mr. President this isn't the time for jokes, lives are at stake!”
“Fine, one more question.”
“Fire away sir”
“Does he have a bushy tail that he likes being pulled?”
“No he fuckin' well doesn't!” shouted Zenos, as he popped his head up from behind the presidential desk, a bit of pre cum on his cheek.
“oi, I was enjoying that” said kunta kentie
“Well then don't try and pull mah' tail nigga!” said Zen.
“Mr President, the unicorn!” screamed Renaults, a distraught look on his face, no cum though.
“Mr President, the human!” screamed Zenos, a comical look on his face, and a bit of cum.
Barack hurled a drum at the glasses guy. It hit him over the head and he died.
“Well that was fun, but I gotta' go; bye.” said Zenos, charging up his magic.
“Oh no you don't boi!” shouted the president, throwing a drum at the pony.
Zenos teleported away, narrowly missing the drum of death flying towards him.
Scootaloo was still falling; she had been falling for quite some time; well, for as long as it took you to read up to here. Her attempts at slowing her descent were in vain as her wings were too small to keep her in flight. So she fell and fell, and with some luck (taps of my keyboard) she landed in a small cottage.
“Ow, my head.” Said Scootaloo as she landed on her flank, she didn’t die ‘cus I said so.
The interior of the house was cosy, with a burning fire and a small table on top of which was a plate of… chicken!
‘This monster has killed an innocent chicken, and it planned to EAT it’ thought Scootaloo to herself as she cowered away from the disgusting sight.
“Hello Scootaloo” said a voice from behind the filly.
She turned in fright to see her assailant. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light she discovered who’s home she had landed in. She was terrified. The house was owned by Dominic ‘Blue Square’ Cassidy (only savvy Yanks will know what that means). She had seen his name in the papers, she was scared shitless. Murder, rape, molestation, countertop surgery, torcher and worst of all, midgetisom!
“Please, no! Don’t hurt me, I didn’t see anything!” pleaded Scootapoo, tears welling in her eyes.
“Oh, well that’s a lie” said Dom, talking dauntingly quietly. “I’ve been expecting you.”
“H- how did you know I- I would be h- here?” asked Scootaloo.
“Adam said you’d be in the fic on Friday. And I except fillies as pay for the website thing.” Replied Dom.
“W- what are you going t- t- to do to m- me?”
“Oh lots of things, I’ve watched you reading newspapers of me, you’ve seen my accomplishments. And now, you’re going to become my greatest creation.” Said Dominic, standing up from his seat.
“No! No, please!” screamed Scootaloo, backing up to get away from the human. “You’re- You’re s- so… Short! You’re like 4 foot 7”.”
“Ah, but my dear, soon you will be short as well.” Smirked Dom, walking towards the grimacing filly.
Scootaloo blacked out because of the pastry she ate earlier at Rainbow’s house. Bitch was planning to rape her herself. Zenos saw the whole ordeal through the window. He turned to see Pinkie Pie looking through as well. He turned again to see… Zenos. Zenos stared at Zenos, this was weird.
He continued looking at Zenos, trying to compute the fact that he was staring at his reflection in the window. Zenos’s horn started to glow, Zenos’s did the same. In a split second Zenos and Zenos disintegrated into a cloud of chlorine. They both started attacking each other by smogging their opponent. Pinkie passed out from the poisonous gas; a butcher’s knife lie next to her front hoof.
Somewhere in the French Alps America. 11/09/04
“I don’t see how this is going to work?” said Flash Flood, looking over to Zenos who was now in four places at once.
“Trust me Flood. That twat owes me a lot of sulphur.” Replied Zenos
“But how does putting him at the top of America’s most wanted get him back?”
“Because, I WANT MAH’ SULPHUR!”
“Fine fine, I’ve got the remote ready. You all sorted?”
“Nearly, just a few more crystals and I’ll be set.”
“The Pentagon’s set, got our guys out yesterday. Now hurry the buck up.”
“Removing buildings from existence requires a bit more than a hex Flood. And besides, am’ done.”
Just then a Boeing 747 flew overhead.
“Here we go!” shouted Zenos.
Dominic finished tying the fallen filly to his pack-a-way surgery deck. Scootaloo awoke, her four hoofs bound to the white table. She saw Ramona from The Real Housewives of Orange Country dead on the floor; at least Dominic wasn’t entirely bad. Her eyes then saw a shadow move across the room. This was fucking scary.
“Hello again Scootaloo.” said Dominic James Cassidy, emerging from the darkness. “Me and Lord Satan are pleased that you are awake. We were beginning to fear that you would never arise, and that would have… consequences. We have so much planed for you little one.”
“W- w- what a- are you talking about?” whimpered Scootaloo.
“Why, the festivities of course.”
Just then, Jimmie Savil walked up beside Dominic. Shortly followed by Microsoft Sam, David Beckham, Lois Hamilton, John Kennedy, Philip ‘Pip’ Pirip, Anonymous 7 and Mr Anderson. They all stood together, looking at the filly tied down to the table.
“When are we going to start?” questioned Jimmie.
“Indeed when, I’ve left the copter going?” agreed Sam
“And I’ve gotta’ be at the Playboy mansion in an hour.” complained David.
“The track when David’s off.” said Lois.
*Bang*
“Gentlemen, stop your quims. I am sure that our host shall start momentarily.” motioned Pip, tipping his hat to Dominic.
“HE BETER FUKCIN’ START SOON OR ILL KILL AL U FAGS!!!!?!” shouted 7.
“Where the hell am I?” blurted Neo.
“Boys boys, we’re beginning right now. Just keep her alive and no finishing inside, use the bucket; got it? I need it good and full for later.” announced Dominic, calming everyone/pedo/dead guy/gentleman/cat down.
“Got it” chimed everyone/pedo… you get the idea. Apart from 7, who shouted “YEAH *meow*!?!?!”
And with that, they went at Scootaloo.
“Nnnnooooooo!!” screamed the filly, so loud it caused a scene change.
“Get the fuck down!” shouted Zenos, pushing Flood out of the way.
“What the buck was that?!” yelled Flood.
Both ponies got to their hoofs.
“It looked like a massive two!” replied Zenos
“Why the buck is a massive two trying to kill us?!”
“You know when you asked where we were!”
“Yeah?!”
“I think we’re in a computer screen, and it’s the end of the first chapter!”
“That would explain the toolbar!”
Friday Night Authors Die By The Keyboard
*Thump*
“Vot da fock was zat?” said a mysterious figure in a grey overcoat.
“I don’t know mien f-”
“Shut up, I sink I hear it coming.”
Adam ran down the concrete stairs, nearly tripping up while tripping on his trip. He arrived at the bottom and was just about to enter the main room when two men jumped out from the doorway.
“Put your handz/hoofz/pawz/tentaclez up!” shouted the veiled man.
Adam stopped in his tracks, ‘shit’.
“It seem you cops are getting’ smarter. Tryin’ ta’ take the problem out before it starts.” said Adam, slowly reaching for his pocket.
“Vot? Ve are not za cops, vait, Adam?”
“Oh hai Hitler! And…?” questioned Adam, taking his hand off the bottle of refined ricin.
“Himmler.” Said Himmler.
“What are you Earth Nazis doing down here?”
“Ah, I zee you know about our men on zee moon. Vell, zis iz my bunker, ve are testing zee blueprints you gave us for zee V3; zay are amazing.”
“Cool, glad to be of use.”
“Zay are more zan kool. Zay are so amazing zat zay cause scene jumps for partitions zat aren’t going anywhere.”
Silver Spoon suddenly woke up. She was on her back and couldn’t move. She couldn’t see. Where was she? Freaking out, she was just about to scream when the pony from the bakery appeared in front of her.
“HI!” she giggled
“Where am I, what’s going on”? The frightened little foal asked.
“Oh, well, you see, your number came up and I gotta make cupcakes.” Pinkie explained.
“W…wha….what does that mean. What are you talking about”?
“Oh, nothing. I wouldn’t worry it if I was you. It’ll be over soon.”
She approached the girl, scalpel at the ready when a small voice called out from behind.
“Miss Pinkie, what are you doing”?
She paused and turned to look at Apple Bloom. The yellow baby pony walked up to her with an angry look on her face. Silver Spoon started to feel relieved.
“Ah can’t believe you’re doing this.” She pouted. ”you said this one was gonna be mine.
Pinkie apologized “Oops, sorry about that, guess I got forgot. Here you go.” She handed the blade over.
Apple Bloom climbed on the table and stood over her prey. Silver Spoon tried to struggle. She stared in fear at Apple Bloom and her apron. The pink apron with a shiny tiara on it. Silver Spoon started to cry.
Apple Bloom grinned and open her mouth “Hey, Silver Spoon, guess who’s gonna be a blank flank?”
“Bitch, what you thinking?!” shouted MC Hammer, coming out from the dark.
Both Apple Bloom and Pinkie Pie tuned to look at the black rapper.
“The fuck is that?!” said Pinkie.
“Bitch you did not just say that! I’m MC Hammer ho! Show me some respect!”
“Pinkie, he’s seen us; kill him!” yelled Apple Bloom, turning into a goblin.
Apple Goblin started to charge at MC, she had a ~~massive cock~~ pewter fork in her hand.
“Bitch, no you ain’t. STOP!…… HAMMER TIME!”
Just then the bass dropped, so much so that Apple Bloom’s head exploded. Brain and faecal matter went everywhere. Pinkie saw the whole thing, it turned her on. She began her attack on MC Hammer. But, as she got closer to him her vision started to go fuzzy. Soon all she could see was noise.
MC then teleported next to Pinkie; who could not see a thing. Suddenly, a massive appendage arose from the black man; it was gargantuan. Right then, MC Hammer thrust his ginormous black cock though Pinkie Pie’s pussy; splitting her in two. The two halves of Pinkie flopped onto the floor; the deed was done.
MC had done it. He had made it through eight rounds of ponies. HE WAS THE CHAMPION! ALL OF CYRODIIL LOOKED UP TO HIM NOW. NOTHING COULD STOP HIM NOW, HE WAS INVINCIBLE. *THUD* “MY KNEE, MY BEAUTIFUL BLACK KNEE!!!!!” AND WITH THAT *SMASH*
…
Adam woke up in Southampton Accidents and Emergencies.
“Hello, don’t worry you’re safe. Can you tell me your name?”
Adam tuned to see a busty nurse looking at him, a very concerned look on her face.
“Robotnick” said Adam, hoping to concern the nurse even more.
If Adam’s knowledge of female autonomy was correct, the more concerned a woman got, the bigger her tits got.
“No, your name is Adam. You had a nasty accident.” She said, on queue her tits got bigger; or was she moving towards me?
“Oh yeah, what?” I said.
You were typing with caps lock on. You weren’t steering and you crashed into overdramaticisation.
“If you’re horny, let’s do it, ride it, my pony. My saddles, I’m waiting, come on, jump on it!” I shouted at the nurse.
“WHAT!?” *Smash*
“And that’s how to kill someone in a story.” I said to the camera.
I don’t see where this is going, SCENE CHANGE!
“Twilight, no, get off of me!” screamed Sweetie Belle, the only filly not moved to another part of this masterpiece.
“You little seemingly in character whore didn’t get me off last time. You know what that fucking means!?” yelled Twilight, stomping over to Sweetie.
“I thought I said ‘get off of me’? Why are you stomping over to me if you’re already on me?”
“Shut up twerp; don’t make me go completely out of character!”
Then Twilight/Gilda shipping became 1337, wait… no.
Then Twilight/Gilda tied Sweetie down and stuff, her legs spread in a V shape (Don’t you fucking make me set a scene in a troll fic). It was cold, damp and suddenly very dark. Twilight walked over to the bound filly; for the third time, and pulled a dildo with Gilet Fusion razor blades attached to the end out from a bag which was somewhere.
Twilight shoved the torcher weapon up Sweetie’s underage slit. She screamed in pain as her… I forgot what the fuck it’s called, was torn though. The sleek blades cutting effortlessly into her delicate virgin walls. Blood started to seep out of her white folds, turning the fur around her love tunnel a scarlet pink.
(You have no idea how many words for ‘Cunt’ I know)
“You like that you little whore?! This is what you get if you don’t get me off the first time round!” roared Twilight, thrusting in and out of the young filly’s bleeding honey pot.
For Sweetie the pain was unbearable, the world around her started to dim. Her screams of agony did nothing but pleasure Twilight; her purple PFB (Portable Fun Box) becoming wet with fluids. Twilight reached he free hoof down between her thighs, rubbing up against her extruded fun button.
“Twi, please, it hurts!” pleaded Sweetie Belle, trying to break out of her binds.
“You think I care!? I’m fucking out of character! You and your slutty friend Apple Bloom only succeeded in making me shit myself!” returned Twilight, ramming the devise strait into the child’s womb; officially castrating her. “If you want to be of any use, I’ll be done soon; I should have cleared the passage!”
“The passage to what!” cried the filly.
“Why, my new home of course. Tree houses are so last season, and Spike keeps having wet dreams about me! So I’ll build my house inside of you!” Twilight cackled manically.
Twilight pulled away from the filly, who was super freaking out. She hurled the dildo of death to the floor, but then picked it up again.
“Hay Sweetie, think fast!”
Then Twi hammered the dildo up the pore bitch’s ass, causing shit and blood to come gushing out of the crevice. Twilight put her mouth over the stream, catching the flow of shitty blood in her mouth and swallowing it all.
The purple mare then rammed her head into the sobbing child’s purple rocket docking station. She pushed with her hoofs on the table, and soon managed to climb half way inside the girl. Twilight started eating away at the filly’s walls, making room for all her furniture.
The living room was to be in Sweetie’s womb, whilst the bedroom was to be found in the left fallopian tube; the kitchen in the right. Twilight thought about having a guest room in her large intestine, a broom closet in the small intestine; but decided against it, as where would the swimming pool go? Silly Twilight.
Twilight heard a rumbling noise, this was bad.
“Oh bu-”
Sweetie Belle’s abdomen exploded, causing Twilight to implode under pony physics. Shit and stomach acid went everywhere, Twilight drowning under the liquids whilst Sweetie had already passed away. The force of the explosion caused a rupture in the story, new chapter.
Friday Night Authors Die By The Keyboard
Knighty Won't Respond To My PMs!
“Why the buck did you do that!?” shouted Rainbow Dash, as Zenos closed up the gap in the floor.
“Because, I need to set the mood, baby…” replied Zenos, in a strangely sensual tone.
Rainbow blinked a few time before saying, “What are you talking about Zen? You know I’m not into colts and that I’m suddenly a virgin who doesn’t know a thing about sex.”
“That’s all about to change sugar… Right now, it’s all about you and me…”
“What, I’m suddenly into colts and I’m seeing Dominic. I’m hoping he’ll pop the question soon, I love him so much.” refused Rainbow.
“You and me baby ain’t nothing but ponies, well actually I have a bit of zebra in me, so let’s do it like they do in the brony conventions…”
“Not happening Zen, now get out.”
“Okay okay, but first read this.” said Zenos, producing a small scroll from his… scroll storing location… also known as his… hair.
Rainbow read chapter one of this fic, then chapter four; which has yet to exist. She was disgusted by what Dominic had done to the pore filly; she could never love him again after what he had done. Tears started to well in the pegasus’s eyes.
“Don’t worry Dashie, all your problems can be solved by my cock…” reassured Zenos, who was already fucking Rainbow’s tight cunt.
“Really?” said Rainbow Dash, genuinely questioning the authenticity of Zenos’s cock’s powers.
“Of course…” assured Zenos, dumb bitch.
Zenos started pumping in and out of the rainbow maned pony, causing immense pleasure to both parties.
(Did somepony say party?!)
(No Pinkie, go back to your universe)
(Aw mister grumpy… hands, what are you writing?)
(Nothing, it doesn’t matter!)
(Everything matters when Pinkie’s around! What’s this say? Did somepony say party?! No Pinkie, go back to your universe. Aw mister grum-)
(Pinkie! Stop mind-fucking people! Let me get back to typi- Oh… ah *slurp*… o- Ok… Fine then.)
…
…
…
An hour and a half later
“Ah yeah, Rainbow, you fuckin’ like that don’t yah’.” Growled Zen, smacking the pegasus on her flank.
“*Meep* I- I- I’ve changed my mind about colts… Ah!” responded Rainbow Dash.
‘Hehe, Rainbow makes funny noises when she’s getting fucked’ Zen thought to himself, extremely plainly as so you would understand.
You want to know what Zenos is thinking at the moment, untranslated? Ok
So what goes on in your tree, when all you know is your evil shadow has a cup of tea? Hahaaa… we can talk about the faceless evil shadow creatures underneath our clothes, wait, I don’t wear cloths. Wait, stop everything, am I fucking somepony?... Yes, awesome! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck the noises are funny. E8CC095B70D6C2088592E3237914D7D2 to you sir. Sausages! Wait, no, that comes later. When I was just a filly, I found it kind of silly; to see how many other ponies I could meet… Wait, that’s a lie… when was I a filly?… Oh wait, just last week... When I was just as silly, I knew a mare called Lilly; I fucked her and turned her corpse into meat. Come and hand me that vial vial vial, fill their lungs up with butane butane. (I’m making that into a song now, you can’t stop me!)
“Wowie Zowie, what was that?!” shouted Pinkie.
“Pinkie, you’re not in this part!” shouted Adam, who was now furiously clopping at the sight of Zenos rutting Rainbow Dash.
The black zebny on top of Rainbow wasn’t slowing down anytime soon. In his years of ‘training’ he had built up an immense stamina and planned to use it well; very well.
(You know what, I’ve slowed down; I’m thinking! I’m going to rush the next bit, the last three sentences took 2 days! The next few lines will look as if they were written by a twat, as in literally a bitch shoving a pencil up her pussy and scribing a story with it.)
“Ah Zen, you’re so fucking big, how the buck can you get it in there, I’m so tight?” said Rainbow.
“I’m amazing ho, now shut the fuck up you’re disrupting my groove.”
Zen’s cock was repetitively ramming into the cute mare’s snatch. Having kept herself for marriage she was incredibly sensitive and tight. Her walls were having trouble adjusting to the width of Zen’s member. The mare in question was now plot up face down on the ground, her hair getting rubbed into the dirt; Rarity would probably have a bitch up about this.
Zenos was now singing Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough with the added lyrics of ‘because I won’t let you’, yelling with each thrust he made into Rainbow’s extra sensitive cavern. He then pulled out of the gasping mare. He spun her onto her back and dug in again, this time at an angle he could reach 1000bpm.
“Z- Z- Zen, w- w- w- w- what t- the bu- buck!?” stuttered Rainbow between thumps.
“Years of practice love, learnt this one from myself in a different universe… I think his name was Adam.” Replied Zenos, even if the question was rhetorical.
Zenos continued pounding into the cyan pegasus, slowly plunging deeper in longer strokes like the most amazing bass drop ever. Soon he had reached 34bpm; it was time for the kick-off. He was about to cum inside Rainbow Dash.
--Somewhere in the past, near a river, in a cave--
“Night Autumn.” said Edward, lying in his green sleeping bag.
“Goodnight Edward, see you in the morning.” replied Autumn, closing her eyes.
Hours passed by, Autumn drifted off to sleep within minutes; she knew she was safe with Edward. Edward himself however could not for the life of him fall asleep; he was still traumatised from the near fatal crash. It got him thinking; this could be his last night on Equestria. He could die a virgin; a fate worse than eternal suffering.
He had to change this.
“Hey Autumn, you still awake?” whispered Edward, turning in his bag to look at the mare.
She was fast asleep, making soft cooing sounds as she dreamed of a free Equestria where everypony/one lived in harmony.
‘Too easy’ thought Edward, as he silently crept out of his soft cocoon.
As he made his way over to where the mare was resting he was careful not to kick any rocks that may have been lying on the floor. Stupid rocks, they don’t even do anything; why do they even exist.
(in end, have Edward crushed by Tom, then Rarity comes up and sturts fucking it.)
Edward stood over the dreaming pony, an evil grin plaster on his face; no cum. He may have so little time left, surly he wouldn’t survive on the run. But, it wasn’t right to force himself on another being; especially one who had been so kind to him in the past.
*snap*
Edward quickly turned around, but saw nothing. The sound was simply his sanity breaking under the pressure of morality and instinct colliding.
No, he had to do this; he would never get another chance. She knows she won’t survive all this running, she’ll enjoy it; trust me.
It’s not right, she would never forgive me. I would be better if I just tried to get back to sleep.
What, are you stupid? Neither of you will survive, it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t forgive you; she won’t last much longer… and neither will you.
But… its rape, it’s wrong!
It’s sex, it’s fun. And besides, who’s she going to tell? Nobody, that’s who. If she gets seen she’ll be raped in a containment camp, and then killed. She’ll cherish you for pleasing her now, with someone she loves.
She loves me?
You twat, can’t you tell? She keeps kissing you, she’s practically begging for you to fuck her!
She is?
Yes, she’ll reject you at first, but trust me; it won’t be long until she comes to her senses. Sure you may have to help her realise it, a few punches won’t hurt her, but she needs it; she needs it more than anything. If you turn down this chance you’ll never be happy again. You’ll fade away like the speck of dirt you really are.
But, b-…
DO… IT!
Slowly Edward faded back to reality. The sleeping mare lay right in front of him; it was now or never.
Edward slowly knelt down; he was now inches away from his prize. The sight of the mare was stunning. Her mane, her coat, her eyes; everything about her was the very essence of perfection. He had to have her. He needed her. She needed him. He slowly pulled off his clothes
All-of-a-sudden Edward pounced. He lept onto the resting mare, Autumn jolted awake at the sudden presser on her back.
“Whah! What's going onaaahhh!!” Autumn jumped again as she felt Edward's stone-hard apendage rubbing against her delicate marehood.
“Shhh... Don't worry my sweet, i'm going to make everything better. You're sick you see, and only my white medicine can make you better.” whispered Edward softly, he had completely split now.
The mare tried to break free of the human's hold in order to confront him, but he was just too strong. She was worried, but not scared. This could just be a joke gone just that little bit too far.
“Edward, get the buck of me right this instance! I'm everything for jokes and all, but that's too far! It could have... actually... gone... … in...” Autumn's expression dropped as she felt the head of Edward's filly filler push past her brown lips, and into the warm depths of her nether regions.
“You bucker! What do you think you're doing!? Get off of me you bastard!” Autumn struggled with all her might, her wings flared up in a show of pure power; but she was just too weak to break free from his grasp.
“Don't struggle dear, it will only make things worse. The voices said you'd try and resist, what was it they said to do again? Ah, yes; soften you up a bit.” he said, grinning manically as he pulled his head out of the straining mare.
Edward pushed his full weight onto the pegasus, pinning her down like a cat toying with its pray. Autumn was completely restrained under him, she stopped squirming. Edward pulled his arm back, readying a punch. But, something stopped him from hitting the defenceless mare; something he had thought was gone.
What are you doing!? What's gotten into you!? Are you going to hit her!? Are you going to beat her like she's been for the entirety of her life!? You're not a monster, you wouldn’t do something as heartless as that!? Would you?
No! Beat her, hit her, make her pay! She doesn’t trust you; she doesn’t know what's good for her! Filthy whore, teach her some manners! Show her who her master is! Show her who’s in charge!
Stop, what’s happened to you? This isn’t you, you’re better than this! Remember that talk last year? Remember the threat of LWI, Livewire Inception? Something’s not right here; you’ve got to snap out of this!
Are you fucking stupid?! That’s your bloody concise talking! You’ve listened to that piece of shit for your whole live, look where you are now! Jobless, useless and still a fucking virgin; do you want to stay that way until the day you die!? And the very thought of LWI, are you retarded! There isn’t any civilisation for miles, so where’s the fucking unicorn going to come from!? Plus, there were only a dozen or so unicorns that could pull of LWI and all of them have been eradicated save one; and the last we heard of him was that he had been imprisoned and sentenced to death! So he could very well be dead too!
This isn’t you, fight it!
What is there to fight, you’ve come this far on your own free will.
Autumn was still under the human, shivering in fear. What had gotten into Edward, was this the real him? Was everything they had done so far just a ruse to con her into letting her guard down? If Autumn didn’t do something soon she was going to be raped, raped by the same species that had obliterated her ancestors’ homeland. She wasn’t going to let that happen.
