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- >Day bro in Equestria.
- >You are Anon.
- >Today has finally arrived.
- >Well, tonight has finally arrived.
- >You stand outside of Sweet Apple Acres, waiting for BigMac.
- "Hurry it up Mac! Ugh... what's taking him so long? We're gonna miss the band if he doesn't get his firm, tender, red ass out here soon."
- >Time Turner, Snowflake, and Spike both shake their heads in agreement.
- >Wait, Spike?
- >"Tell me about it! I don't want to miss happy hour this time."
- "Um... Spike? You sure Twilight would approve you coming out with us?"
- >Spike shoots you an uninterested look.
- >"Oh please Anon, you're starting to sound just like her! Besides, I slipped some horse tranquilizers in her lunch, she should be out until noon tomorrow."
- "You guys have horse tranquilizers here?"
- >"Will you two shut up? Look, BigMac is here."
- >"Eeyup."
- "Well, isn't someone just a little grumpy-"
- >"Shut it Anon, I'm too sober to deal with your antics."
- >Time Turner has a really bad alcohol problem, and you're a bad friend for feeding his addiction.
- >It's bro-night though, so who cares?
- "Alright alright, lets get going boys."
- >"YEAH! THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN!"
- >The five of you head off towards the closest bar, listening to Snowflake yell about your unbreakable bond as bros.
- >...
- >What you didn't notice, was the group of mares watching from the bushes, plotting.
- >Your group arrives to "Salty's Spittoon" as the sun starts it's decent in the sky.
- >You kick open the door, looking like a total badass, as well as announcing your presence.
- >No one notices, since you're the twentieth guy to do that since the bar opened today.
- >The five of you take your seats at the bar, side by side, yucking it up, as you boys do.
- >You all had a single drink, but that isn't going to stop you from acting as retarded as possible.
- "So THEN I tells the guy... I tells em'... 'hey, fuck you!' and I run outta there faster than a fuckin' cheetah dude, a fuckin' cheetah."
- >What you said wasn't funny, not in the slightest, but it still manages to make your posse roar with laughter.
- >Some of the bar patrons now stare at your group, obvious annoyance plastered on their faces.
- >None of you notice, and instead focus on BigMac chugging down beer.
- >"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"
- >The others shout, but you can't find the words.
- >You're lost in BigMac's eyes.
- >His beautiful eyes.
- >He locks eyes with you, noticing your staring.
- >He doesn't look offput or anything...
- >Infact...
- >His eyelids lower, dispite the fact beer is going down his throat, you still see a smirk form on the corners of his lips.
- >You watch as his strong throat muscles swallow gulp after gulp of cool beer.
- >You wish something else was going down his throat.
- >You bet he does too.
- >Unf.
- >With everyone preoccupied with something, no one notices the group of mares strutting in through the door, confident smiles adorned on their cute faces.
- >They are predators.
- >And the poor, lonely stallions are their prey.
- >They break up into groups, two mares per stallion.
- >It intimidates them.
- >Also, distracts them, so they don't notice when a mare pours some date rape drug in their drink.
- >Most of the stallions don't stand a chance.
- >Your group remains vigilant, still cheering BigMac on.
- >BigMac finally finishes off his last drink, eliciting another happy roar from your companions.
- >He winks at you, a slight tint on his face.
- >You are erect.
- >Shit, are you gay?
- >"Um, excuse me..."
- >You may be gay.
- >"Anon..."
- >This could change everything!
- >"H-hey, Anon, I-I have something for you."
- "Not right now Fluttershy, I'm ga-"
- >"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"
- >BigMac has been given another round, on the house.
- >It seems even the bartender is impressed.
- >"Anon, I-I was just wondering if, um, you'd be okay with me putting some of this in your drink, I hope you don't mind."
- >You find yourself too entranced in BigMac's illuminous eyes to listen to Fluttershy's incoherent rambling.
- >You absent mindedly take a slow sip of your beer, licking at the foam on your cup.
- >BigMac enjoys the show.
- >Funny, you don't remember alcohol tasting like wooden carpets with-
- >You're out like a light.
- >You come to, an odd feeling on your penis.
- >"C-come on Mr. Penis, get hard for momma!"
- >Hah, looks like no mare can beat ol' whiskey dick.
- >Wait.
- "AHHHHHHHH!"
- >Fluttershy notices you're awake, and responds as any normal pony would.
- >"AAAAAAHHHHHH!"
- >You scream at eachother for a bit, until you boh need to stop for breath.
- >"Hey Flutts, you done with him yet? I wanna turn on the human!"
- >A white pony with an electric blue man poke her head out from a doorway.
- >"Oh... Um... Sure, you can have a turn, what kind of friend would I be if I denied you a turn?"
- >"Yeah, whatever."
- >She slurs her words a bit as she makes her way towards you.
- >You really should've listened to all those PSAs on mares date-raping stallions.
- >Vinyl, actually knowing how to work dicks, is knowledgeable enough to surpass your whiskey dick, getting you erect.
- "N-no... I'm gay Vinyl..."
- >You can barely manage to get your voice out inbetween sobs.
- >You wanted to give your virginity to the one you loved!
- >"Yeah yeah, I've heard it a million times Anon, what, you gonna tell me you're a virgin next?"
- >You only sob harder.
- >Just as Vinyl's marehood begins it's descent onto your manhood, a hooded man kicks down the door.
- >Well, hooded stallion.
- "C-could it be...?"
- >"Eeyup."
- >BigMac tackles Vinyl off of you, quickly gets you on his back, and takes off towards Sweet Apple Acres.
- >Upon arrival, BigMac lays you on the couch, before assisting you in shedding your clothes.
- >What's better than gay sex after almost getting raped?
- >Nothing, that's what.
- >Applebloom watched from the top of the stairs.
- >You made eye contact with her as her brother pounded into you.
- >It was hot.
- The end.
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