Anon and the Queen - Short 2 - VIVA LA RESISTANCE!

"So.. if that's true, it may be our best chance to strike. Rumor has it that she loses most of her powers during the full moon. While I've got no proof, myself, I've noticed that she seems a bit ditzy whenever the full moon is out. I say we observe her a bit longer, then all strike at once in a coordinated assault."
>"Ah! Wee wee! It is, how you monkey people say, a very good plan, yes?"
>"But if this plan fails, we'll all get executed man. I ain't complainin' or nothin', but I kinda have a family I need to get back to.. or at least a cutie lil' mare."
"Nobody is going to be losing their lives on my watch. In the worst case scenario, Typone will have reclaimed my holy sunlight sword, giving me the ability to break everyone free from the prison, so that we can make a run for it."
>"Eh, no need to worry yourself, ese. That prison evidence box is as good as open. My gran-abuela taught me how to escape from prison when I was still a lil' chico. This'll be a trip down memory street for me."
>"Ah! VIVA LA RESISTANCE! WE WILL STOP 'ZAT PIG OF A QUEEN!"
>"..Fuck it. Y'all ziggas got me excited too. If y'all are cool with it, then so am I. I ain't gonna chicken out on mah homies; count me in, yo!"
"Yeah!"
>"Wee Wee!"
>"Let's do dis, yo!"
>"Is all the same to me."
>As your super secret group of rebel prisoners cheer for the creation of a brilliant plan that could not possibly go wrong a familiar glowing green light illuminates the dim room around you
>"Anon~! Why didn't you tell me you were making a plan to take me down? I want to be part of it too~! Don't leave me out of your fun."
>The room's inhabitants freeze up, mid-celebration pose, as the one you were creating a plan to overthrow shows up behind all of you
>"So~! How are we all going to get Anony-wonny his cute little pokey-stick back? I don't think that his plan will work anymore, as the queen now knows that we are going to try to steal it from her prison toybin. May I suggest a new plan? One that involves Anonymous and the queen hooking up for a late night romantic rendezvous to make passionate love under the guard tower, while the three other traitors to her royal highness have their stomachs ripped open by Timberwolves while hanging from a dungeon wall?"
>Still frozen in place, staring at each other in fright for what may come next, Baguette Romance is the first one to break the silence and leave
>"Oh no! You seem to have it all wrong, my queen! It was all just a game.. we meant none of it. We were just.. we were just.."
>He dashes out of the room while screaming
>"I SURRENDER!"
>Along with him, the other two dash out while making their own excuses
>"Uh.. I'm just housekeeping, ese! Room's clean!"
>"None of these ziggas have nothin' to do with me! Now if y'all need me, I'ma go spit some mad rhymes, like MC Zecora!"
>And then it is only the two of you left inside of the abandoned laundry room, with you still standing mid-pose while sweating bullets and her giving an innocent smile while looking up at you
>"Oh no. I do not think your friends seem to like me much. Was it maybe something I said?"
"H-How did you even find this room? It was sealed up behind 7 holy illusion barriers!"
>"What do you mean? I just used my spell, 'backtrace', to find where you were amongst all of the false rooms some pesky barriers kept trying to direct me to."
"But you--.. I mean--.."
>You try to think of something to say, but you can not think of anything, as you have been so utterly defeated once again by the queen; to think that some spell as high of a level as Celestia's hidden chamber special barrier spell could be dealt with so easily
>Admitting defeat, you just sigh and hang forward, feeling dejected
>"Sooooooo~"
>The queen circles you, while cuddling her head against you the entire time
>Letting out another sigh, you go along with humoring her playful attitude
"What is it?"
>"Now that your book club is over, mind coming up to my cell and giving me a massage? My flank is just soooooo sore after all of that exercise I got while thinking about you."
"Fine.. I'll do it. Only if you don't kill those three ponies that were just in here. In fact, please just forget all of this."
>"I'd do anything for you, my sweet adorable little hyooman. Though I do not know what 'three ponies' you are talking about."
>She winks at you, while sticking her tongue out comically
>Wow. She is seriously going to let them go for you?
>T-That is really unexpected
>"You coming, my rugged stallion of a man~? I have gotten the table set up for you already. Don't mind the 'toys' I have laying around the room; I am just using them as a replacement until you agree to be my 'exercise partner'~."
>While the thought of putting your hands all over that mare to do anything other than beat her to a bloody pulp, or strangle her, repulses you to no end, the fact she is willing to forget your new friends' rebellion plans and let them go gives you enough incentive to massage her without hesitation
>..Wherever you are, sweet princess of the sun, your Anonymous is doing his best to get free of this queen's grasp and finally bring about your dream of restoring Equestria to its former beauty
>So please wait patiently, it will hopefully not be much longer..
>"Nonny~! Use your big strong arms to carry me to my cell, please. My hooves are getting really tired."
>Your Anon will do anything that he needs to so that he gets back to you, safe and so-- OOF!
>*SPLCHT*
>What did you just trip over? Why is your face so moist?
>*SQUISH* *FLOP*
>As you get up, something rubbery and wet falls off of your face and onto the ground
>"Oh! Be careful with it! Big Black is my favorite!"
>The queen yells at you, worried for her.. wait..
>You look down to see--
"OH MY GOD! NO!"
>You start flipping out, rubbing your face against your shirt to try to get the wetness left from THAT HUGE BLACK HORSECOCK DILDO you fell upon off of your face
>Meanwhile the queen is blushing and hiding an eye behind her bang
>"It's only like that because of you~. Oh my. What are you even making a lady say? So naughty~."
>Meanwhile, rubbing it onto your shirt has only made your predicament worse, as now all you can smell is something eerily similar to the smell of bubblegum wafting up from liquid in the fabric
>You rip off your shirt, deciding that it is the only way to fix this
>"OH WOW! Get over here quickly, Anon. I think I need that massage more than ever now~."
>The queen says that as she holds a hoof over her crotch and stares at you with half lidded bedroom eyes
>You start to walk to wards her, visibly disturbed
"Why?! Why do you even have something like that laying ou--"
>*SMACK*
>And once again, your face is covered by a bubblegum smelling liquid, but this time its--
>"OH ANON~!"
>The scent of pseduo-bubblegum is stronger than you ever would want it to be, as your head lays against the queen; face first onto the spot that produces the sweet smelling liquid
>And, OH BOY IS IT PRODUCING!
>Producing all over your face and a bit in your mouth..
"My sun goddess.. I have been soiled.."
>"Oh! Do more to me~! I didn't know you were such an animal!"
"Forgive me.."
>...

- END OF SHORT 2 -