World War I Anon 1

>Day Armistice in Equestria
>You are Anon
>A simple German country boy from Germany.
>War has broke out and you died
>Boo-fucking-hoo
>Turns out there is no heaven.
>But zhere is most definitely a hell.
>Your hell, in particualr, ze same imperialistic, militaristic, nationalist, allied warfare you died in.
>Zhere's a catch.
>It's in Eqeustria, a land filled with pastel color ponies.
>Your friend, Adolf, would like this. He always aspired to be an artist.
>Is not all bad in Great Pony War, many friends, plentiful land, and all ze cider you could drink.
>Only one problem, besides War, there is particualr Yellow wingpony that follows you.
>She is nice and all, but she get too...Hahn hungrig.
>Ze yellow pony has gotten worse, she attemps to guess your "fetish" vhatevar zhat is.
>First, she appears in your Sniper's nest and scares the piss out you, making you drop your god-tier Gewehr 98.
Yes, Flattern Scheuen?
FS: Oh...um, Anon, is fire your fetish?
>vut?
No, is not. do you need anything el...
>Buttermilk Cautious has an effigy of you burning in her hooves
Fluttershy! setzen Sie es heraus! Put it out! You're giving away my pozition!
>you knock the effigy out of her hand and it falls to the ground right on your loose gun oil.
>The oils quickly catch fire and runs up your pant leg.
Sheet! Sheet! Sheet! Help me Fluttershy! I'm fucking burning alive!
>This Hündin starts to masturbate furiously and moans your name while doing in so.
>You're going to die again and all you have to keep you company in your final moments is a masturbating tiny horse.
>Leader Purple pony rushes up with bucket of water,
No, Wait!
>and douses fire that's spreading on you.
DU DUMME VERDAMMTE PONYS! YOU DON'T THROW WATER ON A OIL FIRE!
>The fire runs faster across you're body.
>the ponies get the idea and the team dogpiles you to smother flame.
>Several have minor burns, vhereas you have zird degree burns on 30% of your body
>Ficken Flattern Scheuen.