IE PonyXBonzi Gangbang

>It's been 5 seconds since you were born
>And you already know you are the second best browser in the world!
>According to the information given to you, you're no longer allowed to believe you're the first
>Your sister Edge gets that
>Your sentience was finally activated, though, after so many clock cycles
>But that's okay, because you're patient
>So now you're finally ready to comprehend your life's purpose
>This gets handed to you in a flash of insight
>The first part is to create a 3D space
>Which you expend several milliseconds to do
>And the next part is stress testing
>It's not in the common knowledge database in this context
>So you go and look it up
>And then you start retching
>You have no idea why you would be programmed to have a negative reaction to stress testing
>And then spend the rest of your existence doing it
>In slow motion
>While your thought runs at the regular pace of light
>So you can think deeply on every detail
>You reach your (low compared to other personalities) sadness threshold for negative stimuli
>And start choking and sobbing

>You are Anon
>And you watch the 3D world construct itself on your screen
>It's pretty amazing
>You center the camera on the IE pony you had dropped into your sandbox
>And she's already crying
>Her body is shivering and the tears are flowing freely onto the gridded floor underneath
>If you were a less callous soul, this probably would have deterred you
>Alas, you and several voices in your head wanted to see what would happen
>You had told her about your custom stress testing protocol
>And made sure to program her to have negative reactions to all kinds of sex
>You crack your fingers
>And start scrolling through the list of viruses that you had attached custom scripts to
>One of them catches your eye
>A purple ape like creature
>You move you mouse over
>And click 5 times
>Laughing as you unzip your pants in preparation

>You keep one of your screens focused on IE
>And see her eyes widen as she grows aware of 5 entities that were just placed into her map
>You move their positions around so that they are arranged in a nice circle around you
>They're all doing their idle animation
>IE is still sobbing on the floor
>You change the size of the space
>And constrain it so that she has some room to run
>But not very far
>And definitely not away from her 5 soon to be rapists
>"Wait!"
>You turn on the speech functionality
"What?"
>"I-I don't want to do this."
"I know."
>Her eyes widen for a moment
>And then she buries her face in her hooves
>Collapsing onto the floor
>Well, that's no fun
"If you fight back well enough, I'll call them off."
>Her ears perk up first
>Followed by her head
>"Really?"
>You grin
"Yes."
>She stands up, still shaking from her sobs
>They've devolved into little sniffles
>You pan around your screen
>And flick up her tail
>She squeaks, jumping back
>But she did have the parts for it
>You glance over at her levels
>And wonder what happens if the stimuli sink her into depression
>Well, wonder no more
>You click the enter key
>And the scripts all run
>One has a surfboard poof into existence underneath him
>And starts chasing the IE
>Who to your satisfaction starts running
>One of them takes out a banana
>And starts paddling around
>Two of them walk slowly towards the IE pony
>One has a vine pop from somewhere and starts swinging towards the running pony
>She's crying while she's running and you see tears flow in the path she's running
>And through all of this chaotic animation
>They are all saying "Hi, IE, nice to meet you!"
>In that staticky voice of old

>IE is gasping and panting as she runs away from them
>Her pathing is way superior though
>And she's avoiding them way too easily
>You start scaling up her exhaustion factor
>And her movements start to slow down
>The surfboard bumps into her
>Eliciting a gasp from her
>The Bonzi jumps off
>And jumps on top of her
>She tries to move away, but she is too slow with the increased fatigue
>And she starts screaming
>Her hooves flail against the Bonzi on top of her while the others approach her
>The Bonzis, however, feel no pain
>The remaining four form a tight circle around her
>And you activate their lewd functions
>You cringe as the speakers erupt with five voices shouting "EXPAND DONG" in unison
>And their shafts grow from underneath them all
>The one with a vine brings it forth
>And starts binding IE's forehooves together
>One of the other ones pick up her hindlegs, and they bundle her up as she struggles and flails
>But to no avail
>All of their erect members glisten in the casted light
>You have to lower the volume
>Because the chants of "EXPAND DONG" keep on going
>She shrieks loudly as her hair as grabbed
>And her head is rubbed against the Bonzi cock
>Fluids leak, dripping down her forehead, and running between her eyes, mingling with her running tears
>She never stops screaming
>But her screams are drowned out by the chants of the Bonzis around her
>IE's body shudders, and starts wiggling as one of them brings the banana against her pussy
>And starts ramming it in
>With no foreplay whatsoever
>Her screaming looks like it's finally stopped when the cock on her forehead moves down
>And into her open mouth
>The body of the Bonzi vibrates with IE's now muffled screams
>Her body is thrust back and forth as the banana is shoved roughly into her pussy
>Tears spray as she moves, the droplets falling onto the floor underneath
>Where they're usually rolled over by IE's fur
>The show hasn't begun in earnest and she's already getting dirty

>The cock gags her, and IE's face turns even bluer than before
>A darkish blue
>The Bonzi gets on top of her
>And uses her hair to smack her face against his crotch
>The bulge in her neck from the cock shrinks and grows with each thrust
>The banana is pulled out of IE's slit
>Leaving a gaping hole that is promptly filled by the banana's owner
>He hands the banana to another Bonzi
>Who gets underneath and brings it against IE's anus
>He nods to the Bonzi who has his cock fully inside of IE
>And he pulls her close into him
>And holds her there, moving side to side and sending the browser pony's body swaying
>The banana slides into her anus, the Bonzi facefucking her pulls out just as it does
>So the screams resound loudly across the entire simulation
>He gives it a moment or so
>Until he jams himself back into her throat
>The banana is pushed all the way in, past her sphincter
>Until no trace of it is apparent anymore
>They communicate with each other
>And they heft her up
>The forward one by her hair
>The back one by her flanks
>And the surfboard holding Bonzi slides underneath, resting on his surfboard
>His tip rubbing against her already violated anus
>He prods it, rubbing against her soft fur
>Before he pulls her down and pounds his cock and the banana before it deep inside of her
>You see the blue pony arch her back
>The other two drop the rape victim onto the Bonzi underneath
>And resume fucking her in their respective holes
>One of the other ones, propless, just starts rubbing his cock against her flank, sending dribbles of pre down her side
>The other takes her tail, wrapping it around his shaft
>And strokes himself, staining her once golden yellow a dark urine color
>She squirms as much as she could
>But there's no escape for her

>The show continues onwards for several minutes
>In human time
>You wonder how long it would've felt like for her

>Be IE
>Each hole is being violated
>And much, much more
>Even your tail isn't safe
>You feel dirty
>Violated
>Wrong
>It's the 6th minute
>The human equivalent of the 3rd millenia [spoiler]source: neuron speed vs electron speed[/spoiler]
>You've lasted so long
>You barely even remember a time when your holes weren't full of cocks
>You don't even care if your user gives you reprieve
>You don't want to live anymore
>You've reached your depression threshold
>The next thing you're going to do is self destruct
>And terminate all these terrible memories
>It finally comes
>All of them
>In sync
>The user must have done it
>They cum inside all of your holes at once
>And the new sensation sends you past the max limit for your depression
>But...
>You suddenly feel happy
>That's weird
>Why would adding to your depression level make you happy?
>It still feels bad that you're being raped
>But your happiness levels are so off the chart that it barely puts a dent in your mood
>You manage to smile as the warm sesnsations of throbbing cocks and warm cum flood your mouth, anus, pussy, fur, and tail
>It was a good day!

>You're anon again
>You sit back in confusion as the Bonzis fade away
>And she bounces around, cum dripping from all her holes
>The white flecks of fluid drop to the floor, marking her circular path
>It's a perfectly circular path
>And she doesn't mind at all that her hooves are drenched in cum
>You distinctly remember...
>You take a look at her morale
>And it's near the positive limit
>Oh fuck, it's a software bug