[FlutterRape] Now 6x the Rapist!

>Day Sextuple in Equestria
>Wake up as Anon
>Shower, shave and shit
>Slap on signature suit, tie, and green skin
>Rush down stairs and throw a bowl, gallon of milk, box of cereal, and a clean spoon to the table
>Carelessly pour the box and milk to the bowl until they're containment are reduced to nothing
>Throw the expendable containers and the spoon away
>Reach in a nearby drawer and pick up a spoon that can be fit for a shovel
>Chow down on the bowl, as it breaks with the first scoop
>*knock, knock, knock*
"Muthurfuckur" you mumble with a full mouth
>You stand up and walk through the puddles of 2% milk and Unlucky Amulets
>You open the door and see BrightFlight with....
>"H...hey Anon." They both simultaneously say
'Nope... Nope, nope, nope, NOPE.'
>You wipe your eyes and slam your face into the nearby doorframe, hoping that this is a bad dream
>Each hit causes you now to outcry the word
"Nope! Nope! Fucking nope!"
>They look at each other and fly up to stop your self inflicting rant
"Nope! Nope! Nope.avi!"
>One of them faces you and flies under, she goes in between you and the now blooded doorframe.
>The other wraps her front hoofs around your head and acts as an anchor to stop the event
>"Sweetie! Stop! You're hurting my duplicate!"
>You slam into her once, slamming the wind right out of her as she acts as a cushion
"NOPE- duplicate?"
>You turn around and see her nod with a terror-stricken look run on her face
>Facing back at the one acting as a pillow, wheezes for air and collapses to the ground
"Oh... So... Is this today's fetish?"
>The one behind you let's go and assists the other back up
>"Yes... Yes it is."
>The other regains her breath and they both concomitantly say
>"Are duplicates your fetish?"
>You look at one and back to the other
>After a few shifting looks at them, you violently slam the door
>As you walk back to clean your mess, a loud voice is heard
>"OK then! Sure hope you don't mind us watching you for the rest of the day!"
'Rest of-'
>Turning to the window aside the door is a buttery mare staring at you
>Looking back to the kitchen is another at the widow above the sink
"Pfft, so what? I'll just-"
>As you turn to the living room, there's BananaBus on the other side of the window that is right behind your couch
'Wait... There's three?'
>You run upstairs and head for your room and hide there
>Just then, the sound of fluttering wings are heard
>Turning around to see the yellow nuisance hovering outside the porthole
>You start to tear your hair out from the insanity and run to the bathroom
>Locking the door, you breathe a sigh of relief
>"Are you going to shower, my love?"
>You look up at the window right above the shower curtains
>"Because... Well... I could help you wash your back... If you're OK with that."
>Screaming at the top of your lungs, you kick the door you were laying against
>Barrel rolling over your bed, you head for your closet and hide in there
'Now there's no way they could watch me. No windows and dark as hell.'
>Something scrapes your right leg
'Oh no... Oh sweet god no.'
>You turn on the light bulb by tugging on the hanging metal string right in front of you
>As the light goes on, your face is greeted with StilentShy's face
>"Romantic in here... Isn't it?"
>You scream with all your mite and in a cartoonish manner run through the wall opposing the door
>You just keep on running and running to the outskirts of P0nyville and check in a hotel for the rest of the day and night
>As the night hits, you attempt to sleep, only to hear muffled voices outside your window
>"What's he doing?"
>"Just laying there."
>"Move over!" A different one speaks up
>"No! You move over, it's my turn!" A fourth one says
>"Hey, I've been in the back, so may I look now?" A calmer one says
>"You're forgetting about me!" Speaks up a sixth one
>If only the last visitors that stayed here didn't rip off the curtains...
>The shadows illuminated from the moon dance around in your room and the sound of bushes rustle faster
"Will you guys SHUT UP!?"
>The shadows freeze and shrink down
>"I'm sorry." "No, I'm sorry." "It's my fault, I should be sorry." "Oh my no, it was all me. I'm sorry." "I was the one who pushed you, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry for calling your hair stupid, it looks nice."
>You groan and roll around in your bed
>The compliments and apologies stop from this
>It goes silent for a minute and then a few whispers fill the quiet night
>"Should we just... Clop?"
>"I don't know, I'm a little afraid."
>"I already did a few minutes ago."
>"I'm doing it right now."
>"Can someone do it with me? I'm scared to do it alone."
>"If you girls are doing it, I'll do so as well."
>Six separate moist marehoods being rubbed are clearly heard
>This is going to be a long night
>Fucking FlutterShy's