AnonXPonyville Rape, Pt 1

>"You should've seen all the mares when we told them what you had done."
>Lyra giggles, giving you a wet kiss on the cheeks
>"You're mine, 'non."
>Well, at least one rapist is better than all of fucking Ponyville
>"But I'm willing to share."
>You spoke too soon
>Your eyes widen
>And you feel your heart thumping loudly
>"Awww, you're excited, aren't you?"
>You try to shake your head
>But Lyra hugs into you, clutching your head tightly in her embrace
>Her muzzle is next to your ear when she whispers
>"You know...BonBon never got to bond with you..."
>Twilight smiles at the pair of what must appear to her as lovers
>"I hope you don't mind if I watch."
"Twilight, I do- oof!"
>Lyra squeezes your head, hoof around your neck, giving you a tight squeeze
>And she brings her muzzle into your mouth
>You keep your lips closed, trying to reject her
>When BonBon starts climbing onto the small hospital bed
>"You know, when I rejected you earlier, I didn't realize how brave you were."
>Twilight is gently rubbing your hand while she talks, and you feel BonBon's warm hooves pull down your covers
>You mutter into Lyra's lips, and her tongue worms its way into you
>It smells like...mint
>Really fresh
>You try to push her off, but she grips you tightly
>"When I realized what you had done, I admit, I felt a little...something in my heart, Anon."
>Your body tenses up when your covers are off
>And BonBon pulls your hospital gown up, revealing your limp member
>You close your eyes
>It's going to happen anyways
>You just need to bear it
>You think of sunny pastures
>Roaming the fields, happy, virgin and pure again
>As the sickening reality thrashes against your mental barrier
>You feel Twilight's magic raising your arm
>And her smooth tongue licking against your forearm
>Lyra's tongue continues to work at your mouth, exploring it despite your passive tongue
>The bed presses into your skin as BonBon gets on top of your legs

>Her warm slit presses against your member, rubbing her wet juices against the tip
>The motion sends shocks of unwanted arousal through you
>You try to imagine something else
>Caring for Fluttershy's pets
>Feeding them, helping her
>Watching the trees and listening to the songs of the birds, chirping in the wind
>BonBon thumps against your chest as she slides down on you
>"Get hard, or you'll get another beating."
>You squint your eyes
>Lyra is still fiddling your tongue, and Twilight has moved to your fingers
>You feel warmth envelop your thumb as she takes it in her mouth, tongue running over it
>You need to focus on your memories again
>And remember that night, sitting on the porch
>Listening to the crickets, watching as Fluttershy showed you how they talked to each other
>Huddled by the warm light of the lone lantern
>Warmth envelops your cock, squeezing against it, as BonBon rocks hereself back and forth on you
>The bed creaks with every motion, and you try to transform them into the chirping of crickets
>The warmth of Lyra's hold and tongue transforms into the familiar body of your friend
>You remember that night, the first time you leaned into her
>Her body shifted back
>And you remember her eyes widened as your lips connected
>Her hooves would press against yours
>Telling you, in her soft spoken voice, "I-I'm sorry, Anon. But, we're just friends."
>It's different now
>The tongue in your mouth is hers
>And you lean into it, feeling your tongue move on its own as you imagine a different line
>She would instead say, "I love you, Anon."
>BonBon practically smashes herself against your body, but your cock is hardening as you continue to fantasize
"I love you, Fluttershy."
>Your words are a muffled moan into Lyra's open mouth
>She doesn't seem to notice

>You feel a tickling against your palm, Twilight's smooth tongue flicking against it
>But in her stead you imagine one of Fluttershy's multitude of animals
>Your hand moves against her snout
>Moving up, and petting her
>You imagine her coos to be one of Fluttershy's cats
>BonBon moans, grunts
>In your mind, your crush does the same
>You moan in turn with her, your mental beloved
>Your sounds of pleasure crescendo, slowly
>Lyra's hoof rubs against the back of your head
>And in your head, you imagine yourself there, on top of Fluttershy
>Thrusting gently into her amidst the light of a dozen fireflies
>Her soft moans mirroring BonBon's
>You thrust your hips, feeling her soft fur hug into your skin
>You take a hand, wrapping around Lyra, imagining her mane to be pink and flowing
>Soft, scented like a million flowers, all intricately working with each other
>You breathe in, deeply, feeling your climax rising
>Fluttershy would smile
>And nod at you
>BonBon thumps at your chest
>"Hurry up."
>Your hips move faster, faster
>Her insides squeeze your shaft
>And you feel it rising in your heart
>Arousal mixed with love, romance
>You gasp into Lyra's mouth as you release yourself
>Your cum pours out, eliciting a grunt in a rough voice
>You feel her milking you, wanting even more
>Lyra pulls back, panting, smiling at you
>But you see none of that
>Only your love underneath you
>Smiling
>Running a hoof on your cheeks
>"T-thank you, anon." she would say
>You ignore the "That was it?" in reality
>And fall back onto the bed, exhausted from the effort
>Your cock limps, and you feel BonBon remove herself from your body
>You peek an eye open
>And she's rolling her eyes, getting off
>"Never again."
>There's some solace in that
>Twilight is still playing with your hand
>But she sets it down
>And gets on the bed
>But you're exhausted
>Sleepy
>And darkness fades in