CrazyAnonXDeadFlurry

>It's been two nights
>Two horrible nights
>You don't know how you've managed it
>Cadance has really taken it too far this time
>It wasn't meant to be
>You were supposed to stop it
>The baby's cries rise up again, shrill in the air
>You cover your ears, groaning out
>You knew what was going to happen when you came here
>You got close to her
>Told her babies shouldn't be
>Told her not to marry
>But in the end, you couldn't change destiny
>And now you're stuck babysitting
>Because apparently you're Cadance's "best friend"
>Fuck this all
>The screams get louder
>You stomp up, slamming the door open
>The foal screams and screams and screams in front of you
>The evidence of your failure
>You can almost hear them screaming at you
>Why didn't you stop it?
>You could have prevented this
>It's all your fault
>Your hands on your ears can't drown it out
>The voices are too strong
"JUST SHUT UP!"
>Baby, voices, neither complies
>You look onto the little form
>Fragile and small, wiggling around like an idiot
>You step up to it
"Why won't you just SHUT UP?"
>Your hands move off your ears
>Moving to the child
>Closing around the muzzle
>And the cries are muffled, dimmed
>You feel the vibrations against your hand
>She's struggling to bring her voice out
>Trying way too hard
>You bring both hands down, clamping around her muzzle
>Her body struggles
>Flails
>Wiggles
>Convulses
>You press down
>Deeper
>Harder
>And
>Stillness
>Silence
>Your arms relax
>You realize you've been holding your breath
>And take in a deep inhale of air
>Breathing out slowly
>She's not even screaming any more
>Maybe that was the secret trick to it
>Maybe you weren't a failure
>No
>You still hear them, yelling at you
>It could've been prevented
>It could've been stopped
>The inner voices are still screaming at you
>Not even a single moment's peace
>You glance over at the still foal
>Your greatest failure
>She doesn't look so bad all still
>If only the voices would shut up

>Your hand moves down to her
>That was probably the secret trick
>She's finally silent
>Resting
>Sleeping
>You should tell Cadance what you did
>She would appreciate it
>Only Shining's been able to calm the devil so far
>He just told you to feed it, care for it, love it
>That bastard, he probably knew this trick all his life
>Why can't any single pony here be straight around you?
>It got frustrating
>So so frustrating
>Knowing how everything will end
>Knowing each episode by heart
>It was like they weren't real, just acting out a play
>And it drove you mad
>But
>Now it's new
>Now it's finally new
>Your hand traces over her fur
>It's a little colder than usual
>Probably just the wind
>Your fingers run down her stomach
>Rubbing at her
>No, she's not so bad like this
>She should be like this all the time
>You'd just do it again when she cries again
"Isn't that right, Flurry?"
>Your hand moves up to her cheek
>Poking
>She's not even responding
>Wow
>You stumbled on a real goldmine here
>Amazing
>Your hand pinches at her cheek
>Not a single cringe
>Not a single motion
>A thought passes your mind
>Somehow manifesting amidst the cacophony of screams
>It's not like you hadn't thought about it before
>But she was just so annoying
>You could never imagine doing it
>But now?
>Still body
>Soft fur
>All yours
>All alone
>You want this now
>It's your prize for spending 6 years in this hell
>Unable to change the events
>Unable to manipulate
>Just watching
>It's your turn to change the world
>It's your turn to write a new chapter
>Your finger traces down her stomach
>Thumb and index spreading her little legs
>Your turn

>Your middle finger flicks against her slit
>No motion
>Finally
>Some peace, some real peace
>It feels dry, and a little cool
>You poke at it, pressing your finger in
>So much resistance
>So tight
>So
>Hard
>Your finger can't even fit
>No doubt you won't either
>But like hell if that's going to stop you from trying
>She's still now
>Who knows when she's going to start crying again?
>Who knows when she's going to wake?
>No, this is a rare opportunity
>Your finger jabs in
>A single thrust
>Nail digging into the skin
>Did it hurt her?
>No reaction
>You smile at your prize
>You well earned reward
>No reaction, no pain
>You dig in further
>Not getting very far
>Your other hand moves down
>Spreading her leg
>Going further
>This is difficult in the crib
>You grip one of her hooves
>Pulling her out
>As she dangles, she doesn't seem to move at all
>So silent
>Not even a breath
>You lick your lips
>Maybe it's the gods rewarding you for your patience
>It's long overdue
>You laugh, dangling her body
>She waves like a ragdoll
>And you get a brilliant idea
>You bring your hand down underneath her crotch
>Your finger pointing upwards
>And you slide the little doll down
>Bringing the tip of your finger inside her
>It's warmish
>Squeezing around the tip
>You feel the sensation of nail dipping into flesh again
>But she seems okay with it
>If she wasn't, she'd cry out, right?
>Yeah
>You're just playing a game
>Kids like games
>You remove your other hand
>Dangling her
>Balancing her on your finger
>Walking to the bed on the side
>Oh yes
>They made you sleep here
>Those monsters
>There were rooms available
>But 24 hour supervision
>While the two idiots went on vacation
>But it's to your advantage
>Because you don't hold her very well
>And she drops off
>Luckily onto the bed
>Yeah
>If she was injured, that probably would not be good

>Her body bounces
>Hooves flail
>And she lands on the bed, still
>Her face is down
>Good
>If she starts crying you won't hear it
>Her rump somehow lands facing up
>Just facing you
>No way that's just a coincidence
>She's probably wanting it
>All those times of feeding her
>No doubt she's been begging for your cum
>Maybe that's what the screams and cries are about
>Wanting your cock
>Wanting to suckle on it like her mother's teats
>Wanting to drain your balls empty as she looks into your eyes
>You don't wait anymore
>She wants it
>Needs it
>Who are you to deny a little foal?
>You unzip your pants, dropping them down, walking up to her
>Whipping your shaft out
>It's already hard
>Harder than you last remember it was
>You move your hand to her
>Brushing her tail aside
>Hand on her little rump
>Oh yes
>She's a natural at this
>Legs already spread
>Tail aside
>She really wants it, doesn't she?
>All yours
>You grip her soft fur
>Pulling her in
>Tip pressing against her slit
>Rubbing up, down
>But
>She's not wet
>You spit on your fingers
>Rubbing your tip
>Trying to get it all nice and wet
>And then start prodding at her
>Pressing
>Demanding entry
>She needs this
>That's how you'll shut her up
>She won't cry again, ever again when she feels you in her
>No, she'll love it
>She'll finally love you
>And maybe Cadance will see it
>And she'll think you're a better father than Shining
>The fucking cuck
>It's tight
>It's not getting in
>But that's not going to stop you
>Your hands move to her legs
>Pulling them aside
>What a good little filly
>No complaints
>No cries
>Perfect compliance
>That's how a child ought to be
>You were going to give her her reward
>You thrust
>And meet heavy resistance
>But no matter
>Your hands start tugging her legs apart
>They stretch
>Bend
>And
>CRACK
>That happens a lot
>You do it with your knuckles
>It'll be fine
>She'll be fine
>Just fine

>You ram yourself in
>Barely getting in
>Just the tip
>Some of the head
>But it's progress
>You're going to break her
>And she's going to love it
>Oh yes
"How's it feel, bitch?"
>Slow thrusting
>Just rubbing your tip inside her
>Trying to get deeper
>Pulling her legs further apart
>Trying to spread her further
"You need this, don't you?"
>Your cock throbs on her slit
>She doesn't respond
>Probably enjoying it too much
>Way too much for a foal
"What a slut. Did this before, did you?"
>Silence
>You give a hard thrust
>Feeling her insides give way
>Feeling your head bury deeper into her
>Yes
>You're making headway
"Was it Daddy?"
>No?
>Nothing
>Not even a single peep
"Or mommy?"
>Thrust
>Crack
>You shudder when you feel your head slip in
>And her folds wrap around your sensitive spot
>Squeezing
>So tightly
"Don't tell me I'm your first."
>Fine
>If she won't talk
>You'll talk for her
"Oh no, please, I want my first to be special."
>A high pitched voice
>Close enough
>She'll probably sound like a bitch anyways
"You're nothing but a whore, Flurry."
>You start thrusting fast
>Head moving in and out
>Loosening her up
>Better for next time
"No, please, stop, I don't want to feel good."
"You're going to love me, you little bitch."
"No, please!"
>She was more entertaining when voiced by you
>Very fun
>It really makes the scenario more enjoyable
>No doubt for her too
>Lazy cunt can't even be arsed to talk
>One hand grips your rump
>Guiding her as you pump into her
>The other gives her a hard slap
"Oh, no more, mister Anon!"
"Yes, yes, more you little shit!"
>You push in
>Feeling the surge
>Feeling rush of feelings
>Of excitation
>It's coming
>You grunt out
>Moan out
"Fill me up, Anon!"
>You follow the command
>Releasing yourself, feeling your cum rush out
>Spewing into her, puffing up her stomach, leaking out
>Seeping down her leg, falling onto the bed
>Another spurt
>And you're drained
>It's finally over
>You look down, panting, smiling
"You make a good whore."

>You lean down next to her
>Smiling
>Grinning
>Almost glowing
>The voices are stilled now
>It's all gone
>You finally did it
>You changed the course of history
>The world was yours now
>You are free from the chains
>Yes
>Nothing else stopping you
>You hold the little foal in your arms
>Gripping her
>She'll be your little cocksleeve
>From here until eternity
>Oh yes
>And not a single pony will stop you
>This is her punishment
>And she'll enjoy it
"Isn't that right, Flurry?"
"Yes, Anon, make me your slave."
>Your hand gives her a playful slap
>And you imagine her body recoiling
>She hasn't really reacted much at all
>Cadance can fix it you're sure
>But
>Not if it'll bring back the crying
>The terrible terrible crying
>No
>Not if it'll bring it back
>Maybe
>What if
>What if Cadance wants to bring the crying back?
>Maybe it was on purpose
>Asking you to watch over her
>No, you had just gotten her perfect
>You weren't going to let some mare ruin your new toy
"Don't let mommy take me away, Anon."
"Shh, shh, I won't let anyone take you, my little toy."
>You rub her mane
>Trying to comfort her
>She's very distressed
>You have to take her elsewhere
>Cadance will be okay
>She told you to take care of the foal
>And you will
>You definitely will
>As long as she doesn't cry
>You just need her to be good and obedient
>Like she is now
>Locations run through your mind
>You wonder where you could take her
>There are some backwards towns out there
>Near the train stations
>You have to bring her out of the empire
>THe ponies will recognize her
>But dirty mud ponies in an isolated town won't recognize her
>Yeah
>You can take some of the money here
>Some jewelry
>Rightful payment
>Pay your way home
>You look down at her, sitting up
>And take the blankets, wrapping her in it
>Bundling her up
"Time for an adventure, my little slut."