Author's Note

This is chapter one of a few terrible stories that was written when my English was at its worse. Truly how this shit got approved never mind liked is a miracle in itself.

Enter the Princesses

This has been proof read

WELCOME TO PONYVILLE

Two weeks ago I would have laughed at a sign. The childish name was more suited for a cartoon than an actual town name. But this wasn't a laughing matter, I was hungry, tired, scared and most of all confused. The sign filled me with a sense of happiness and relief, two emotions that had been severely lacking. Two weeks of hell was all I could call it, the forest I had derived from had tested both my mental and physical limit and had left me near the brink of death more times than I could count. The creatures in there were wrong; their forms warped and twisted. Some were not even organic. The monstrous creatures, beasts straight from the inner circles of hell had left me with more than my fair share of scars. But I was happy; I had survived with not only my life but also my humanity. Not even the evils of the forest had been able to corrupt me like many I had encountered.

The forest, despite its lush and beautiful appearance, held a hidden evil that ensnared all that were brave or foolish enough to cross its path. I was neither of these, just an unfortunate soul torn from the safety of his home and thrown into the twisted hell. Maybe it was Fate, maybe it was Karma finally punishing me for my life of sin. Maybe it was none of this, maybe I had lead a gluttonous lifestyle that had caused me to suffer like this. I was not a religious man or was I? I didn't know, but after what I experienced maybe this was God’s way of punishing me for a crime I had no memory of.

The concept of being punished for human traits seemed idiotic and superstitious bullshit, but after a fortnight of little food, sleep and zero comforts I was open to ideas. The crunch of my feet on the hard ground and the light sting of shark rocks, were constant reminder to my pitiful state. Malnourished and suffering from severe exhaustion, I found myself battling the urge to lie down and give up, despite me being so close.

‘Maybe if I can just reach a house or a person I can get help.’ The simple task of thought seemed to drain me of energy. My body sluggishly shuffling forward as my feet dragged against the hard ground. Droplets of warm blood oozed down my feet, the jagged stones slicing though my heels and toes with ease. My body struggling to register pain, I groaned, my voice cracking as a guttural squeak was all that sounded. I couldn’t help but grin, grimacing as my lips cracked wide open. A fresh torrent of blood helped to moisturise my lips, if only slightly, as I turned to face my foe. The forest even with all its power had a fatal flaw; lack of mobility, and this was the key in my victory. Lifting my hand I extended my middle finger to the monster masquerading as a forest. The braches thrashed around violently in the wind as if aware of my gestural insult. Even with all its power and rage the forest could do little more than watch my shrinking form. I laughed, realising that I had given a forest a conscious, and a malicious one and that.

My previous life before here, well, asking me to tell you would be like asking me to raise the sun and moon. I remembered some parts.I was born in a place called Scotland, I was 26 and that I had skills that suggested that I had been in combat. Sadly names, faces, family; all that remained of them were brief flashbacks. Even then the scenes were blurred and left my head throbbing. It was funny, setting traps, ambushing threats and thinking on my feet seemed to come natural yet I was unable to remember my own name.

A pathetically small amount of information on my person but it was all I had to work with. Trying to survive had made it hard to find time to philosophise about who I might have been in my previous life. For that was what it was, a previous life. I was no longer the person I was, or maybe I was. Either way this was the time and place I cared about now.

But even then nothing was simple, my dreams haunted me with flashes of terrible scenes some which seemed painfully familiar. Maybe my dreams were the key to unlocking important parts of my memory, but that was low on my priority list. Coughing, I gagged as I spat out an unpleasant mixture of blood and gunk. Retching on the ground, I was sadly reduced to a pathetic crawl as I tried to reach a safe house of some kind. I paused, panting as my lower half started to fail, pinning the responsibility of movement on my arms.

“Well, what do we have here?” A snide voice spoke, my eyes darting up as I momentarily froze. The sun blocked much of my view but what I saw was clear as day. A strange humanoid creature stood in front of me, its arms on its hips as it’s body posture suggested that it was glaring at me. I tried to speak; releasing a short string of croaks and groans as the creature snorted in what I assumed was disgust.

“Typical, my Mummy always said that apart from Daddy most stallions were pathetic.” She laughed; a shrill sound that tore at my skull as I groaned in pain. Flashes hit me as the words played back in my mind ‘Pathetic, you are a disgrace.’ The small episode ended as soon as it had started leaving me dazed.

“Uh.” The creature huffed, irate by my lack of speech, her foot connecting smartly with my stomach as I cursed.

“You're an ugly little freak, but you could fetch a good price if I sold you.” Her words leaving a growing dread. Too weak to fight had all my struggling been for naught? Was I to come so far only to be taken as a slave?

“HEY, Y’ALL LEAVE HIM ALONE!” A young southern accent sounded, the pounding of footsteps coming from my right. The monster girl growled as she moved out of my line of sight. The simple kick to the stomach had drained all my reserves, leaving me in a nasty way as I faded in and out of consciousness.

“It’s alright, we’re gonna get you some help.” The same voice spoke her gentle tone assuring as her companions gently pulled me up.

“Thank you.” I whispered, rasping, blood and drool trickling down my mouth as I blacked out.

‘This feeling, it’s amazing,’ was the first coherent thought that came to mind. My sleep incrusted eyes slowly peel themselves open as I groan. A small “Eep” sounded out as a white blur shot up from under the blanket.

“The fuck?” I croak as I tried to back away, falling out of the bed as I scrambled away. The creature in front of me partially resembled a human; her lithe, hourglass form stunning as well as her bountiful assets. Her face, whilst not human, was by no means ugly; the features alien and quite attractive. On the tip of her forehead lay a long horn that matched her white fur as her purple locks partially hid the base of her horn. Her dress, like her coat, was a glistening white more suited for a ballroom than the bland room we resided in.

Still nervous, I cautiously watched her as she approached, her gentle blue eyes meeting mine as we simply observed each other. Her muzzle twisted into a predatory grin, eyes batting at me as she seductively as she swayed her hips.
“Sorry to scare you dear, let me introduce myself: my name is Rarity.” Holding out her hand she watched with keen eyes as I hesitantly stretched my arm forward.

“Eh, I’m not actually sure what my name is.” I chuckled awkwardly, the handshake rapidly becoming uncomfortable. Saving face, I redrew my hand, her alien appearance unnerving as I coughed, snapping the woman out of her trance.

“Now darling, tell me how did a cute little number like you avoid detection from a herd for so long?” she giggled batting her eyes flirtatiously as my eyes snapped wide open. I stuttered and mumbled as her crystal laugh ringing out at my fumbling.

“Come now darling, no need to be shy, I won’t bite. Much.” She giggled her hands gently caressing my chest as I tried to back away. The pupils of her eyes dilated as her hand tightened around mine. The action lasted seconds but for me it felt like an eternity, only now could I see the white substance that coated her muzzle. I felt nausea strike as I realised what it was she had been seeing to my lower half whilst I was asleep. Her fingers traced the countless scars on my body, slowly making their way down to my waist as I shivered. Her sharp nails slide across my privates as I sharply inhale.

“RARITY!” A voice cries from downstairs, the white mare freezing as she grumbles, her hands retreating as I exhale. Smirking she turned so that her rear is positioned in front of my face.

“We will continue this later.” She whispered leaving the room as I leapt to my feet racing over to the window I grunted as I tore the heavy frame open.

Crash.

I winced as my body impacted with the bush, the cushioning leaves sparing my body the complication of shattered bones. Everywhere I looked there were ponies going about their day as I cringed at my stupidity. What had been wrong with the white one? She hadn't even got my name and she had already blown me. Lost in my own foolish musing I missed the startled gasps and the abrupt silence.

“Is that a stallion?” A voice whispered, slapping me out of my thoughts as I cringed. Hundreds of eyes now resided on me, their gazes were of shock and, disturbingly, want as I tried to make myself scarce.

“It is a stallion.”

“He’s cute. A little strange though, is he a hybrid?”

“Oh, I wonder if he is big where it counts.”

“Who cares? He is a male, this heat was killing me.”

“Hey, I want to go first!”

The repulsive way they spoke of me like I was some common street whore made me sneer. Sadly my morals would have to wait as my legs had already made up their mind. My body was propelled in the opposite direction, my legs speedy blurs as the screams of protest sounded behind me. The roar of footsteps spurred me faster as the fan-like screams sounded behind me. Dozens of the ponies now chased me, the act of survival whittled down to a game of hard to get by their standards, as I screamed for help. This seemed to only make them more determined, as I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Their hands clawed at my just out of reach form like rabid animals, their jeers and remarks repulsive.

“Come on big colt, I can make your day.” A sultry voice yelled as other catcalls sounded. Gravity, as I discovered, was a bit of dick: it’s unforgiving might striking when I desperately needed momentum on my side. As I tried to jump over a fence a small, insignificant stone proved to be my downfall. Tripping, I screamed in an unmanly way, to my disappointment, as floor quickly greeted me.

“GET HIM.” A voice roared as the horde descended.

“STOP!” A voice cried, the ponies freezing as they slowly backed off away from a lavender pony walking forward her eyes alight with fury as the others slinked away.

“HOW DARE YOU, HOW DARE YOU ATTACK THIS CREATURE, HOW DARE YOU ACT LIKE MINDLESS SAVAGES AND TRY TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF A SICK BEING !” She roared standing by my side as I sighed in relief. I send every positive emotion I could towards my saviour hoping that she could feel a fraction of the gratitude I currently felt. The mares were quick to retreat, even their lust wasn't strong enough to try and confront the enraged mare.
Turning, her features softened as she gently hoisted me up, holding me securely in her arms as I felt my cheeks burn in embarrassment.

“Sleep now.” She whispered, my mind suddenly blurry as I felt compelled to do as she said. ‘I could use a nap…’ I mentally droned, yawning as I snuggled into her arms, asleep before I could contemplate why I was suddenly tired.

“Rarity, you nearly lost us Princess Celestia and Princess Luna’s mate!” A voice hissed, my mind not understanding half the conversation as I wisely stayed quiet.

“ I'm sorry dear, but stallions are so rare and from what you told me, you summoned a stallion that would sate the princesses. I just wanted to try.” Rarity finished laughing as the other grumbled.

“As I said before; the Princesses can no longer deal with their heat and instructed us to find them a stallion worthy of sating them. I know that this month’s heat is difficult but unless Celestia gives us permission he belongs to them.” The mare finished, a flash of lavender alerting me to who it was as I shook my head. ‘I’ll be fucked if I become anyone’s fuck toy.’ I mentally spat, trying to crawl to my knees. I stumbled to my feet and yelped as I came face to face with the purple mare herself.

“Hi there" The mare piped up giving me a warm smile as I warily backed off. "My name is Twilight Sparkle, please don't threat you are in no danger here.” She finished, her hand gently patting my head as I sneered at her.

“I heard what you said, how can I be safe when I am to be your ruler’s fuck toy?!” I snarled as the mare squawked at my language, her disapproving glare only furthering my annoyance.

“Such crude language, I must say I am appalled.” Rarity spoke up, looking down her nose at me.

“I don't care where the fuck am I and what the hell gives you the right to critise my language when you plan to give me to your leaders as a slave,” I snapped!

“How dare you, you ruffian, why I ought to have you lashed for such disgusting language towards a lady.” She hissed stalking forward as the other mare stepped forward.

“Enough, Rarity.” She commanded, the white mare grumbling as she grudgingly retreated. Clearing her throat the purple mare spoke again.

“There is no cause for alarm, we simply summoned you here to help our leaders” Her professional tone irked me as I stopped. I decided that the least I could do is get some information on this place as I listened to her introduction. Twilight Sparkle, as I discovered, loved to talk and soon was filling me in on the history of Equestria. As she furthered her explanations I felt the cold chills of realization hit me as I discovered the gender roles in this place. Stallions were treated as slaves, hell, they were slaves. Mares could legally rape stallions due to their critically low numbers, and stallions could be bought and beaten. Christ, they were even denied the right to vote. The horrifying history lesson left me numb on the inside. Was this it? All that time devoted to trying to stay alive, and I would be rewarded by becoming a monarch’s sex pet?
With her lecture finished, my face was increasingly becoming greener. I tried to process the shitstorm of information without vomiting at the disgusting treatment of their men.

“This is sick!” I shouted, backing away as they gave each other worried glances.

“How can you condone this? I am to be a mere toy for these sluts you call princesses!” I roared, their faces turning white as I cocked my head in confusion.

“Quite a lively one, my Faithful Student.” A voice spoke, my body freezing as I slowly turned. What I was confronted by was not what I was expecting. Twilight had briefly described the races and types of ponies to me but even her description paled in comparison to an actual alicorn. Two of them stood not ten meters behind me, their height dwarfing even the other two mares as I felt my legs shake violently. One, a pastel white, wore a kind face, a bemused smile resting on it. Her hands crossed as her massive cleavage was pushed out by the posture. Her hair and tail were a mix of four vibrant colours that seemed to sway in a non-existent breeze. Her horn, far larger than a normal Unicorn’s, was serrated and looked more suited to goring than performing magic. Her wings were as magnificent as her hair, the giant appendages easily reaching four meters wide as they lay nestled at her side. Like her chest, her rear was nicely rounded and proportioned with a good layer of fat, giving it a thickness that would have most men drooling.

The second mare, on the other hand, whilst very similar to her sister in size and shape had a less than pleased expression. Her midnight blue coat reflected her hair as she glowered at me her hands clenching in frustration as I winced. ‘Next time I think I'll keep the insults to myself,’ I decided.

The two circled around me like sharks, examining my body as I inwardly cringed under their powerful stares. The white one was far more calming than her counterpart, her motherly gaze and gentle smile almost easing my worries. Both mares were easily around nine to ten feet tall. Their thighs and arms were slim by their standards, lightly toned but still attractive. An unnerving factor in the fact that I was to be their sex toy was that one of their thighs was about the same size as my torso. If they did go ahead with the rape they would most likely crush me.

“Hmm, a bit small.” The blue one stated poking me none too gently in the chest as I smacked her intruding hand away. ‘No shit.’ I deadpanned, looking at them incredulously as they continued to observe me.

“He has a strong character, though, and a strong spirit.” the white one tittered as her hand gently patted my head.

“Twilight, he is perfect. I thank you for finding him. I wish I could stay and hear your latest friendship reports, but I am short on time as it is.” She finished, hugging the smaller mare and nuzzling the tip of her head as Twilight sighed. I was terrified; this was it, I was now these bitches’ property. ‘The hell I am, if I am to be their slave then they will have to break me and that I will not allow.’ This thought kept my will strong as I tried to look fearless, staring down the angry blue mare as she met my glare.

“You will obey or we will break you.” She whispered, shocking me as the horrifying concept of telepathy came to mind. Did this mean that both of them could read my mind? This could make my plans harder than I thought. I stopped as an idea formed as I realised how to exploit this disadvantage.

Smirking, I showed my defiance by winking at her ‘Bring it on, slut,’ I mentally taunted. Her eyes widened as she clenched her fists in fury. I continued to annoy the blue alicorn, her face growing redder and redder as she tried not to attack me. Her eyes focused and I realised the sign. When her eyes unfocused it meant that she was trying to probe inside my head. I could use this.

“Come sister, we must leave and get our guest settled in.” Luna spat eyeing me as I smugly stood beside her sister. Maybe I was bringing it on myself, maybe taunting my so-called owner wasn't the smartest thing to do. If there was one thing I knew for certain it was that I wasn't going down without kicking and screaming first.

“This creature sure is a feisty one.” Celestia huffed, my limbs flailing as I kicked and cursed.

“STOP THY FOOLISHNESS AT ONCE!” Luna roared causing my ears to bleed as I redoubled my efforts

“FUCK YOU! THIS IS SLAVERY, YOU SLUTS! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!” I roared as I lashed out wildly, smacking the blue bitch in the face as she snarled. As it turned out my body had immunity against spells. The more that were used on me, the weaker their affect. Celestia, despite my fit, had stayed surprisingly calm her eyes looking on with a hint of sadness as I glared at her.

“Please calm down, I know that you are scared and very upset but know that we need you. I understand this is against your will and I am deeply sorry but please understand that we need this.” She finished, only fuelling up my temper as I doubled my efforts.

“I don’t give two flying fucks, let me go you whore. You kidnapped me and are trying to rape me, asking nicely and adding please doesn’t change that!” I snapped as Celestia actually recoiled slightly. I realised at that point that I may have gone too far, her eyes narrowed as her hand darted out and struck me across the face, sending me flying. Grunting I crashed into a wall, my left eye swelling up as I cursed.

“Typical. Now you show your true colours.” I laughed as she looked on shocked her hands trembling as I gingerly rubbed my bleeding nose. Blood was smeared across my face as my hands did a poor job of removing the crimson liquid. Celestia nervously walked over, offering me a cloth as I snatched the rag from her hands. Once again her eyes narrowed as she tried to refrain from hitting me.

“Listen here, creature, whether you like it or not you are ours and you will do what we say or else.” she snapped as her
sister smirked

“Or else what?” I spat as an eerily calm look came over her.

“Or else you will spend the night with my guards and let me tell you something,” She whispered bending down as her breath tickled my ear.

“They have not been sated in years. I wonder what they would do to a young, handsome stallion like yourself?” she laughed. A moment of silence descended as we stared at each other, our eyes unmoving as I made my choice. Leaning my head back, I slammed it forward, connecting with her snout as she screamed in shock. Adding fuel to the fire I spat at her, striking her face as she screamed in rage. Her sister reached me first, her fist slamming into my gut as I coughed violently, forcing the air out of my lungs. Growling, Celestia called for the guards in the room to restrain me. Forcing me to my knees the white alicorn smirked as she got onto her knees. Thrusting her head forward her mouth slammed into mine, her tongue ramming itself down my throat as I gagged. Her hand violently grabbed my member as I winced.

“You will regret doing that.” she whispered as she nodded to the guards. The two mares in golden armour dragged me away as the two princesses watched with satisfaction. The guard on the left turned to her colleague, laughing as they looked at me.

“We should grab some of the night guards, I heard they are brutal in bed, especially to stallions.” she smirked. The two chuckled as I was thrown into a cell, both promising me that they would return in a few moments.

“Well, this is a bitch.” I sighed my head resting in my hands as I groaned in annoyance.

“Maybe the forest wasn't so bad after all.” I snorted knowing that the next few days would be rough.