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- >Walking along the streets one night, you come across an unconscious pony.
- >She looked roughed up. Beaten, bruised, mane disheveled.
- >Raped, likely by more than one pony.
- >You've seen her before. A prostitute. Likely brought this on herself.
- >Still, you collect her. You bring her home, and set her upon your bed.
- >You sleep on the couch that night.
- >In the morning, you deal with her inevitable freakout when she wakes up.
- >You ask her if she's okay.
- "You don't have to tell me what happened, but you do have to eat this."
- >You set a bowl of raw eggs in front of her and wait.
- >She looks up at you, tears in her eyes.
- >"I... I don't..."
- "YOU HAVE TO EAT ALL THE EGGS."
- >She cries. "Why are you doing this...?"
- >You pin her to the bed, as she begins to scream. You take one of the eggs and shove it into her mouth.
- "EAT IT, EAT THE EGG, EAT IT YOU WHORE"
- >She bites down on it, breaking the shell. She spits up some of the yoke.
- "SWALLOW IT ALL, NOW"
- >Terrified, she swallows the egg, shell and all. You grab another and shove it into her mouth.
- >She says something unintelligible as you continue shoving eggs into her mouth, forcing her to eat them.
- "YOU HAVE TO EAT THEM ALL" you shout.
- >Your erection is raging, ready to burst from your pants. She screams as you take it out and slowly insert it within the soft, abused folds of her pussy.
- >You thrust in and out as you shove another egg into her mouth.
- "EAT IT" you scream.
- >She continues to eat the eggs as you plow into her with abandon.
- >Finally, you run out of eggs. The bed is a mess and bits of shell and yoke are running down her face, mixing with the tears.
- >Goddamn that's so fucking hot
- >You pull out, finishing all over her, shooting globs of thick, ropey cum all over her body and face.
- >Tears, egg and cum all mix on her face as she looks up at you with a mix of confusion and horror.
- >You stand back and tuck your junk back into your boxers.
- >You reach out to your nightstand and set twenty bits on it.
- "Anything, right?"
- THE END
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