Fluttershy Gets Filled: A Lewd Lyric
Get Yourself Lubed Up, Brony
Fluttershy visited Sugar Cube Corner
Meeting with friends always made her feel warmer.
There was sweet punch and streamers. The cake was the best!
The time flew by fast like the Friendship Express.
After hours, Fluttershy glanced at her watch,
whose hands were approaching the twelfth hour notch.
"My goodness!" she said. "It's almost midnight!
Thanks for the party. It was a delight.
Let's meet again later, but now I must roam.
It's getting quite late, and I must go home."
She took leave from her friends, and was just heading back,
when along came a griffon, all strung out on crack.
Gilda lived on the street, sucking dicks for a dime,
selling sex to afford her sweet, narcotic crime.
Rainbow had left her to wander alone,
and now she was friendless, and lacking a home,
and the life of the homeless is filled with regret,
so only hard drugs could help her forget.
With but one quick glance from her bloodshot, red eye,
the thick yellow plot of her dreams did she spy.
"What an ass I have seen," Gilda thought with a grin.
"I'm more aroused now than I am around men!
Oh, claiming that virginal cunt I can't miss.
I must go and loosen it up with my fist."
She staggered from hiding, and faced down her prey,
seeking to spice up the long, fruitless day.
Bloodshot eyes, crooked teeth, and a dirty, chipped beak.
Fluttershy gasped, and hastened to speak.
"My goodness!" she yelped. "Are you ok, my dear?
We must get you help, or you'll die soon, I fear!"
"For you, pony bitch, it's the end of the line!
Turn around now, 'cause that ass is now mine!
Your body's my sexual playground tonight,
so struggle and run; I'm turned on by a fight."
Fluttershy yelped, for the rape had begun.
She turned around fast for a desperate last run.
But despite Gilda's sickness of body and mind,
she still had the strength for a good ass to find.
Fluttershy thought, for a wild, spit-second,
she had gotten away, and safety now beckoned,
but then Gilda was there, latching on with her hands.
She pulled pony hair, and forced her to land.
Flutteshy yelped, and down she did fall,
down with the rapiest griffon of all.
Moaning and panicked down under her foe
she knew in a moment, hymen would go.
Gilda shoved condoms on each of her claws,
and played with the pony's poor vaginal jaws.
She fucked with her fingers. She fucked with her fist.
She had much to do on her perverted list.
In her cruel, bloodshot eyes shone a wicked cruel light,
for a two-ended dildo would spice up the night.
Gilda's pussy was smelly, and covered in warts,
gaping wide like the doors of a king's royal court.
But even that pussy, with doors gaping wide,
had nowhere for that big ol' dildo to hide.
She screamed as the big dildo forced its way in,
Much better than strap-ons, she thought with a grin.
It stretched her out farther than cunts safely stretch,
and the sight made poor Fluttershy want to retch.
As the poor, captive pony saw that rubber dick,
she knew for a fact in her ass it would stick.
The big, double-didlo, so thick and so wide,
pried her ass open as Gilda did ride.
Her butthole was tiny and not meant for cocks,
and the dildo destroyed it like catapult rocks.
Fluttershy screamed and cried out at the rape,
but soon something happened that made her mouth gape.
A sensation so striking, so sudden and true
went straight to her head, and she suddenly knew
that despite all her torture, she had to admit,
that rape was arousing her parts quite a bit.
A submissive fetish was charging her loins,
and she started begging for stuff in her groin.
"Oh, Gilda, you griffon, so naughty and gay,
I'm feeling quite kinky, so reach down and play!"
Gilda, surprised, did as she was told,
and forced a drug needle up Fluttershy's fold.
She shot Flutter's clit up with good griffon smack,
and Fluttershy's mouth with surprise went quite slack.
Such visions she saw, as her clit burned with pleasure,
she witnessed such things that defied pony measure.
Purple monkeys shot volleys of cum in her face,
and the buildings got up and were running a race.
Gilda played harder with both of their cunts,
and quicker came both of their sexual grunts.
A white hot inferno of pleasure had built,
growing so strong that she thought she'd be killed.
With every hard thrust, the pair grunted and squealed
until their great animal lust was appealed.
They came at once like a firehose of lust,
drenching each other in vaginal puss.
With panting and gasping and gulping for air,
they took a short moment, and merely lay there.
Gilda sat back and unhooked with a sigh.
She put all her toys back away, satisfied.
But as she got up and was turning to leave
She felt the soft tug of a hoof at her sleeve.
"Gilda," said Flutter in a soft, sultry tone.
"Would you, perhaps, like to follow me home?"
Gilda looked into Fluttershy's big, caring eyes,
and felt her cold heart breaking free from its ice.
"I suppose if you'll take me, then I will come too,
but this is quite awkward, since I just raped you."
"It's not a rape if the partner consents.
Come home with me, and we'll make some more sins.
And then, when we're done, I'll wash you up clean.
With a good bath and brushing, you won't look so mean.
And then, when you're spotless, I'll take you to bed.
I'll love you and cuddle your tired ol' head."
And so, twas the night Gilda cleaned up her act,
and took not one more hit of bong weed or smack.
Gilda's life turned around, for never before
had somepony cared if she slept on the floor.
She followed her pony out from her drug craze,
and they lived on happy till the end of their days.
