dabigpoop in equestria

Chapter 3
-Jarod
We waited in the bushes outside Applejack’s barn to form our plan“Well Hitlex i’m sorry but we don’t have any gas.” I said.
“Die BryceRoboters! Sie konnen das Giftgas dosieren!” Then he threw 3 Brycebots into the barn and locked the door shut.
A muffled voice came from inside the barn, “What in tarnation is goin on here!? Oh hey little guy! What are you doin-” Suddenly, Gas. “Ahhhh! What the hay?!” she screamed, as her body started to tingle and go numb.
We heard a *thomp* from outside as she hit the ground. With that we opened the door to look inside and make sure she was dead. She wasn’t.
“Oh, hay. It's you varmints, get outta here, I dont need your help, now scram!”
“It’s nothing personal, Apple Horse. But lets face it, you aren’t best pony, you are only a background pony. And not even the best background pony at that.” I said.
Hitlex strolled about the room as though he was searching for something, he stopped in front of a rusty axe, “Ah! Wunderbar!” He said. He took the axe off of the wall and slung it over his shoulder and whistled a tune as he strolled over to where applejack lay.
“Wha- What are ya gonna use that for!?” She yelled.
I locked the barn from the inside and walked to where they kept an apple grinder. “hmm, picked up some things from Flim and Flam eh? Hmmph so much for family made..”
“We need that to keep up with demand! you can't blame us!” She said.
“YOUR BEST FRIEND CAN USE MAGIC TO DO ALL OF THE WORK YOU CAN DO IN A MONTH APPLE HORSE!” I yelled, I could feel my mental state dropping through the floor.
“ah dont quite see where youre going with this, ya crazy bucker!”
“Do you like bananas?” I asked her, as I nodded to Hitlex, who was holding the axe above one of her hind legs.
“No.”
“Wrong answer, background pony.” I said with a twisted grin on my face.
With that, Hitlex swung the axe down onto her leg, and made it about halfway through, spraying blood across the barn floor. Applejack screamed out in agony, but was quickly silenced with my foot pinning her muzzle to the ground.
“Now, now worst pony, we can’t have you making any noise, can we?” I said, as Hitlex stomped on the axe head and grinded against the bone until it broke through, spraying more blood across the floor and onto himself. A muffled scream came from Applejack and I pressed harder on her face, almost standing on her. Hot, crimson blood oozed from her mouth and nose and she blew bubbles in it trying to scream and breathe. The only thing keeping her leg attached was a thin membrane of nerves and muscle fibers. Hitlex subsequently ripped her leg off, and started to feed it through the apple grinder. I moved and forced her to watch. Once Hitlex finished grinding the leg, I curb stomped her face for a bit. Then we picked her up from each side and began to bring her to the apple grinder. Even though she was losing consciousness he knew what we were going to do, and she voided her digestive system on the way to the grinder.
“C’mon now background pony! Is this how you want to go!? Crying in your own feces as you get turned into cider!? I mean, you dont have a choice on much of anything but the feces part. What I’m saying is, Fuck you for shitting on my shoes. I paid 70$ for these you cunt.” I said. She didn’t reply, only sobbing.
“IT PUTS THE LOTION ON ITS SKIN OR ELSE IT GETS THE HOSE AGAIN!!” Hitlex yelled as we pushed her through the grinder. The grinder made a sickening noise of cracking and mushing as she was put through, and it jammed right before her head got crushed. Hitlex pulled out a Brycebot, which closely resembled the doctor from salad fingers (episode 10) and he set it on applejack’s head. It began to take the flesh and fur off of her skull and cleaned the skull off before finally detaching it from the spinal cord and handing it to Hitlex. He found a semi-rusty chain and bound the skull to it, through the eye sockets, and then hung it around his neck as a trophy.
“Thats nice and all, but theres one more thing i have to do…” I said.
-Big Mack
I walked into the barn in search of my sister, i hadn’t seen her all day and was wondering where she went. The barn smelled off to me but that wasn’t the strangest part, in the center of it was a table with glasses of red cider that said “Drink Up!”.
-Hitlex

All I could think about was wanting to gas the jews. I couldn’t find any though, so that orange apple horse had to substitute. Regardless, the psychopathic one took me back to the negro horse so that we could obtain the substance that we require, for reasons i do not know. As we entered the pitiful shack that negro horse called a house I noticed the weeping one in a corner, weeping of course, he seemed scared. I tried to look at him but when he saw me he just started crying even more, it appeared he was looking at my forehead. The Psychopath did some yelling at the negro, and the negro did some yelling back. Something about “not wanting the stupid ass potion” or something like that. Suddenly the horse threw a vial of white liquid at us and everything went black.

-Luna
I couldn’t help but go back into that human’s dreams… Just, something about him. I don’t know what. But this time he wasn’t alone, there was another human with him. They were standing on a cloud, talking to eachother. I flew down to greet them. The human from before noticed me and said, “Well heyyy baby, what's it like looking at the man of your dreams?” as he bounced his eyebrows up and down. The second human smacked him in the back of the head.
“Well, we are in a dream” I said, “But it doesn’t look any different than before i guess.”
“Hello princess Luna-” the second human began, but was cut off by the first human, “Can you guess how many licks it takes to get to the center of an Alex-pop?”
I guess the first humans name was Alex. “Hmmm, judging by the amount of licks it takes to get to the center of regular lollipops.. I believe it goes 1 2 3 CRUNCH. So it should be about the same for one of your Alex-pops.” Alex threw his hands on his crotch and began to shy away from me.
“Hmmph, yes as I was saying, hello Princess Luna, my name is Jarod and this is my.. ehhh.. “friend” Alex.” The second human, Jarod, said.
I began to speak, but before i could even open my mouth, Alex had his arm around me and was talking, “Heyyyy baby, I can see that you and I love the same things: me.”
I pushed him off of me, “I don’t love you! I am Princess Luna! Raiser of the moon! I have far better people to love!” I said.
“Well I’m Alex, and the moon isn’t the only thing you raise, babyyyy” Jarod smacked him across the head again, but it didn’t help. Alex tore off his shirt and said, “Heyy there hot, sexy, momma! If you’d please take a look at my studly bod, then I may have the pleasure of you wanting to be my main squeeze.”
I was confused, “I am not a mother,and flattered as I am, I will not allow you to squeeze me.”
I don’t think he even heard me, because he said, “Is that a mirror in your pocket? Cuz I can definitely see myself in your pants.”
I could feel blood rushing to my face. Even though I don’t wear pants, I knew what he was implying. I flew away and sent them back to the real world.
-Andy

I watched as the white liquid was sprayed across Jarod and Alex. I began to cry, the liquid reminded me too much of that black man’s cum. A shiver ran up my spine. And Zecora’s deep black man voice reminded me of it too. All I can do is cry, I can’t get it out of my mind. Suddenly Zecora was standing next to me, “Now that we have some alone time, I’ve had my eye on you ever since i first saw you. And guess what? I just took a special potion so we can have some fun.” It was just then when I saw the member in between her legs, not nearly as big as the black man’s but still uncomfortable looking, even for me. Zecora licked my neck and I shivered again, her tongue was cold. She then pushed me over and ripped off my pants. Tears began to pour from my eyes so much that i couldn’t see. She pressed the tip of her horse cock against my asshole, just like the black man. And just like the black man, she went in dry, and hard. I prayed that my ass would tear again so that my blood would lubricate it and make it less painful, but no such luck. Her dick was just big enough to hurt but small enough to not tear. Zecora put her full weight on me and pinned me to the ground, she used extra force and cracked my ribs between her hooves and the ground. Her thrusts got faster until she finally came. But she wasn’t done, the potion must have given her infinite stamina because she fucked me 3 or 4 more times after that. Each time getting more and more violent. By the time she had finished I was sure that my ankle was sprained, my ribs cracked, and I had internal bleeding somewhere. She left me in a pool of her cum as I wept on the floor.

-Applebloom

Its been three days since i’ve seen my sister. And I’ll never see her again. Big Mack found her mangled body in the barn, shredded up in the apple grinder. But, as though Applejack’s death wasn't bad enough, Big Mack is on trial for her murder now. I know he's innocent, theres no way he could kill her. Plus I heard him in the house with Granny Smith, it sounded like they were wrestling, they were both grunting and moaning. The town thinks otherwise of Big Mack though, and his case is going bad, he’ll probably be sent to the gallows. I’ve just been in my room crying.

-Beef Nuts (Dakota for those of you who have forgotten)

Trixie approached me with a rope, “We’re going to try a new position today, slave.” She said. I cringed, my asshole couldn’t take much more abuse. I felt like i was going insane. She began to tie the rope around me. I just tried to think of my happy place, I began to hum my favorite tune. I started quiet but slowly got louder. “What are you saying slave?” Trixie asked. I only hummed in return. “Fine I’ll let you talk just this once.” She pulled the gag out of my mouth with her magic as she continued to tie me up. “I got a jar of dirt, I got a jar of dirt, I jar got a jar of dirt, I GOT A JAR OF DIRT, AND GUESS WHAT'S INSIDE IT?!?!?!?!?!?!” “What the-?” she began, but I shoved the gag into her mouth and left her tied up in her own mess. I turned around to say farewell to her, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS! CAPTAIN JACKBEEF SPARROWNUTS THE GREY OUT BEYATCH!” I screamed. I ran through the forest until I found Sweet Apple Acres. I ran into the house and up the stairs. I leaned against the wall and slumped to the ground to catch my breath. I pulled a cupcake out of my pocket but I couldn’t eat it because i heard someone coming.

-Granny Smith

It was a shame that Big Mack was sent to the gallows, but oh well, all of those damn young’ns were ungrateful anyway. It was time for dinner so I started up the stairs to go get Applebloom. “Applebloom! Supper's ready!” I called as I reached the top of the stairs. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a human appeared, he cranked his arm back and sent it flying at me. It hit me square in the face, shattering my jaw. I bounced down the stairs and was impaled by my walker. “Well shit” I said as everything faded to black.

• applebloom
  I heard granny smith calling for me to come for dinner, but I didn’t want any, I was just too sad. But I heard a loud series of clunks and thuds. I was afraid it was Granny Smith falling down the stairs again, so I went to investigate. To my horror I saw Granny Smith at the bottom of the stairs, impaled, by her walker. Blood oozed out of her orifices as she lay there dead. At first I thought it was an accident, but at the top of the stairs I saw a cupcake..
  I immediately called for a Cutie Mark Crusaders meeting. We all stood at opposite corners of the clubhouse, looking at the small, lone cupcake in the middle of the room, trying to get a grasp on why it was there. “It must be like, a message or something.” Sweetie Bell said. “Don’t be stupid” Scootaloo said, “What kind of message is that?” “If it is a message” I wondered, “Who would leave it?” “Well who around here would leave a cupcake at a murder scene?” Scootaloo asked. “Pinkie Pie?” Sweetie Bell said. My jaw dropped, it all made sense now, the cupcake, the crude “drink up” humor from applejack’s death, the creativity of Granny Smith’s murder. “THAT PINK PSYCHOPATHIC BALLOON BUTTED CUNT ASS BITCH!” I yelled. Sweetie and Scoots stared at me in shock, they had never heard me swear like that before. Then Sweetie said “YEAH FUCK THAT BITCH!” Scootaloo scooted away from Sweetie Bell and asked “Well what are we gonna do about it? Its not like we can kill her back or anything.” My eyes widened, “Thats exactly what we’ll do Scootaloo, and I know just who can do it.”