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- >Be me
- >Be walking around Canterlot Castle at night because I have special Anon privelages.
- >Quiet as fuck, however quite peaceful.
- >Stand on random balcony and take in the beauty of the night, the sereneness of the full moon glistening with shimmering stars.
- >I stare out o'er the mirroring rivers, combining the heavens and sea, as if I stand upon the precipice of God's kingdom itself.
- >I hear no birds singing their songs, nor do I hear the bustle of ponies at work.
- >I am at peace, and solemn silence.
- >Suddenly I hear a loud fart out of nowhere that breaks the eminant silence.
- >I turn around to see Princess Luna, messily eating a grilled cheese sandwich.
- >She talks with her mouth full "WHAT?"
- > I roll my eyes at her, trying to insinuate that I was enjoying the peaceful moment of her night.
- >"Whatever, weirdo." She spat at as she shoved more grilled cheese sandwich into her mouth.
- >She began farting even more as the power of her farts scooted her further with every step she took.
- >I take a deep breath and turn back around to reclaim my peaceful state of mind.
- >Suddenly I feel a small drip on my scalp. I reach my fingers in fear that it may be droppings of an insomniac avian.
- >It was sticky, and hot.
- >I brought it to my nostrils and eventually my tongue.
- >Huh. Cheese.
- >I look up and quickly see a black blur wisk by, followed by several loud farts.
- > Huh. That's interesting.
- >I go to unravel this 'Mystery Cheese Droppings' mystery.
- >My every step echoes across the marbled tiles of the elongated hall. Ach, twere it not for my welcomeness in such a place a loon for a bugler I'd be!
- >Upon mine footsteps I began hearing a distant echo, quaint to the ones I had earlier received.
- >A footstep, followed by a passing of wind, another verse of such, growing in accelerandous symphony.
- >Twere it be cacophony at mine ears, as my footsteps churned into strides of panic. The allegro was matched by the passing of wind.
- >This feeling, this dread. What horrors await behind mine back?
- >What foul daemon give chase, and what machinations doth it store for me?
- >My strides crescendo into sprints, a sting of dread, and adrenal within mine veins!
- >AND FOR EVERY STEP ANOTHER RIPOSTE OF BROKEN WIND!
- >I collide with the marble walls, sending an armoured equine bust aloft. Mine arms wretched up mine face.
- >"OH WHAT WICKED BEAST THAT STALKS, GIVE INTO MINE DEATH! FOR I CANNOT STAND THIS FRENZIED CHASE!
- >"God Anon, your so dramatic."
- >I peer, vexed from within my shelter. T'was Princess Luna!
- >I stumble to my feet with the grace of a sailor as she offers her messy hoof.
- >"I just wanted to give you this...."
- >She shoves a grilled cheese sandwich in my mouth, and runs off, farting the entire way.
- >I slowly break from my haze of confusion and dismay as I bite down upon the gifted meal.
- >Is that a hair? HOW ATROCIOUS!
- > I refuse mine mouth this refuse! A pox upon thee Luna! A POX UPON THEE!
- >As my Poe driven drivel began to calm, I noticed the tiles beneath me.
- >Were... they always this.... wobbly?
- >I look at my hand, and notice it looking back at me.
- >"Hello Anon."
- >I wave to my hand with my hand.
- >Suddenly the walls begin to drip around me, as the dark night grew and catropsinated into a daytime melody of flourescent colours!
- >My steps feel as if in quagmire, I can barely lift a leg!
- > By what wicked scents have driven me here? What horrid ails lurks from within my own stomach?
- >I rip off my shirt, and see my belly protrude, morphing, changing, vibrating...Ah yes...
- >"The aching of my self must be within!"
- >I plunge my hand deep within my gut, every thrust harder, sharper than before!
- >"THIS WICKED SCENT THAT PERMEATES ME SO, I CAST THEE OUT!"
- >I clench my eyes in pain and scream unto the heavens.
- >Then all is dark.
- >I come to.
- >"Where am I?" I ask as my vision slowly returns to me.
- >"Oh hi Anon! Did you like my sandwich?"
- >I brace from the shock, there she was, once again, staring me in the eye. Princess Luna, that foul she devil!
- >" I made it especially for you Anon!"
- >Damn! My eyes still can't adjust in this darkness! I'm alone in the dark! WITH A MESSY PONY!
- >"Oh you can't see? Here let me help!"
- >I hear a faint shuffling, followed by a light glow. A mysterious light, coming from utter blackness.
- >"Princess, your illumination does me great relief."
- >I can see the hovering light come closer and closer to me, my insides knot at the sight. This was somehow more dreadful than our noxious chase!
- >"Oh Anon, how long have I watched you from afar! The one person who understands the silence of the night, the man who make this royal mare, into a giddy filly.
- >I feel her hooves around mine, as she draws me in closer. Disgust frothing at my brow, I shudder at the thought!
- >"You who can make this magic within me!"
- >I can feel her hot breath, it reeks of stale fish and cheese.
- >"I want to share all of my light with you Anon."
- >I draw back slightly, as her horn illuminates.... my jaw agape in forlorn horror. For beneath that amourous face, and headlit horn, lay a culture of fungus, glowing twain her nether.
- >"MOTHER OF GOD!" I begin to scream. I struggle franctically to flee the terrible sight.
- >"NO NO NO, YOU STAY PUT, MAKE ME WHOLE ANON."
- >"Ahhhhhhhhhh AHHHHHHHHHH HEELLLLLLLLLLP HEEEEEEEEEEEELPPPPPPPP" I plead for someone to hear.
- >AH! That silohette could it be? My Saviour! My Friend! My Liege! Princess Celestia!
- >Wait... where are you going? Why are you turning your head....are you...forsaking me?
- >"I'm sorry Anon, but this is the way it was chosen to be."
- >"Please....no...." I whimper as I feel the thrusting of slime upon my being.
- >The palpatations and rhythms of cracking flesh are but deafening to me.
- >The feeling of piercing rancid, oozing flesh, as I felt the creature reel me in further.
- >A horror, a horror! Are my loins to be devoured?
- >"Oh Anon. That. Feels. So. GOOD." Luna yelped between flatulent thrusts.
- >The stink, THAT WRETCHED STINK! It came from below! I KNEW WHAT CAUSED THE CHEESE DROPPINGS, AND TWAS I BEING CONSUMED BY IT!
- >My anguish in pillage, in disgust, and in realization, my vision goes dark once more.
- > I wake up, a slight glow eminated from beneath me. I lift my arm to find it pinned, followed by a thin line of drool.
- >The deed had been done, but lo...LO WAS MY WRATH FIERCE! I snuck into the bath quarters and I SHEATED a wicked loofah. I cackled madly as I lathered the loofah with fancy soaps and shampoos, and in that room....where that WRETCHED LIGHT SHINETH,
- >OH THE SHINING OF THAT HORRID LIGHT! I SHALL HAVE NO MORE!
- >I leap unto the bed and thrust the Loofah over and over again, Princess Luna in full panic and fear.
- >"BE CLEANSED! BE CLEANSED! DAMN YOU TO HELL YOU SHALL BE CLEANSED!"
- > I draw back upon my weapon, and drop it to the floor.
- >"Wh---what have I done?"
- >I fall to my knees as I pray to my God.
- >"OH LORD WHAT HAVE I DONE?"
- >Suddenly the light turns back on.
- >"Aw man Anon, now we can't have anymore grilled cheese sandwiches.
- >I vomit profusely, as Luna giggled.
- >"I guess I did rub off you a little Anon?"
- > I'm never staying up late again.
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