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- >Day Meta in Equestria
- >You are Princess Celestia, and holy shit are you having a good time.
- >Flutttershy is here beside you, and the two of you are finishing up a story about Anon, the lone human.
- “Oh! How about we finish the story by having him stick the carrot in his nose!”
- >”Or maybe he could put it in his butt!”
- “That’s also a fine idea, my little pony!”
- >The two of you aren’t just writing regular stories, oh heavens no.
- >You’re partaking in an ancient tradition dating back to about a year ago when he first arrived in Equestria.
- >You like to call it “Celestirape,” seeing as all stories revolve around you trying to get into Anon’s pants.
- >Fluttershy likes to write with you, seeing as she has an actual crush on him.
- >Together the two of you have created countless stories, good and bad, posted under a multitude of names.
- >Fetlock_Science, Nibbulus, PoNoel, all of them were the two of you using your devious minds to write literal God-tier comedy.
- >But that is about to come to an end.
- >You are Anon
- >You have just discovered what appear to be stories about Sunbutt getting into your drawers in the Canterlot Archives.
- “Why?”
- >“If you want answers, you’ll have to ask Sunbutt herself.”
- >Fucking Discord
- >You crumple up one of the pages into your pocket and head out.
- >You walk apprehensively through the halls of the castle, nervous about the confrontation ahead.
- >At last you reach Celestia’s chambers.
- >You hear laughing from within.
- >Deep breath, Anon, deep breath.
- >Exhaling the fear from your lungs, you enter her bedroom.
- >SunnyD and YellowQuiet sit at the far end of the room, looking very suspicious.
- >”H-hello Anon.”
- “What?”
- >Fluttershy seems exceptionally nervous.
- >”Nothing at all, Anon. Come on in.”
- >You step further into Celestia’s bedroom, tensing up the closer you get to them.
- >”What brings you here, Anon?”
- >You muster up your courage.
- >What happens next will probably damn you for eternity.
- “Why have you been writing stories about getting with me, Celestia?”
- >Her casual demeanor drops and she flinches a little.
- >”What do you mean, Anon?”
- >You take the page out of your pocket and begin reading.
- >“Anon’s butthole was around three inches wide by now, but Celestia’s massive horse cock was barely even into his virgin anus.”
- >”Th-that was-“
- “Shut up, Fluttershy.”
- >You turn toward Celestia.
- “Why did you write these?”
- >”I can’t answer that, Anon, but you can take a look at the others we’ve written this week if you want.”
- >You see a huge stack of papers on Celestia’s desk, easily taller than you.
- >Taking a random handful of pages from the middle, you begin-
- >SMUSH
- >The paper stack falls over, spilling Celestirape stories all over you.
- >The horrific smell of mare juice begins to invade your olfactory receptors, but you can’t move.
- >”Go on, Anon. Take your time.”
- >You manage to free a hand from the pile and bring the sheet to your eyes.
- >It’s a story about Celestia raping you with a 39.5 foot pole.
- >The next sheet has Celestia and Big Mac double teaming you.
- >Holy shit...
- >The next loose page you dredge up has [spoiler]Celestia tonguing your anus[/spoiler]
- >Jesus Shitfucking Christ you can’t take this.
- >Vomit begins to pour from your mouth in uncontrollable streams, drowning you in a sea of half-digested flowers and lettuce leaves.
- >Celestia and Fluttershy sit back and rub their twats.
- >You never though it would end like this.
- >You’d hoped to go out
- >Fucking Celestia
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