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- >Day Aliment in Equestria
- >A roaring thunder wakes you up
- >That's like the 5th time that you woke up from that shit
- >Fucking Rainbow Cunt, making it rain ever since yesterday afternoon
- >All because of last weeks heat wave, this needed to be created to balance that out
- >So much for perfect weather
- >Looking at your clock, it's only a couple hours before you actually need to wake up
- >Struggling to get back to sleep for a couple of minutes, you give up
- >Heading for a shit, shower, and shave basis, it relaxes the nerves of the chills that roam around your bathroom
- >After a successful shower, you dry yourself and wear your signature suit and red tie
- >Even if it looks like you won't step outside for the next day or so, you still have a script to follow
- >You head downstairs to start breakfast
- >You grab a box of Corn Shitters in one hand as you start to boil some hot water to make coffee
- >Grabbing a bowl and a spoon, you set it on the table
- "Alright time for some-"
- >By tilting the rectangular object all the way, you discover the box of Corn Shitters is empty
- "FUCK!"
- >You slam the box down and ferociously stomp on it
- >Taking out the pointless frustration, you calm down after trampling the colorful, hollow box and make some pancakes
- >After making 5 pancakes, it seems to go for it
- >After setting them with some syrup, you sit down, ready to chow down
- >As the knife makes close contact
- >*knock, knock, knock.*
- "Uuugh..."
- >It's those 3 gentle knocks again
- >Looking at the clock, it seems like she's here awfully early
- >Weird, possibly she has a keen instinct on this
- >Always interrupting your fucking meal of the day
- >You focus back to reality by heading for the door and slamming it wide open
- >You spot a frowning timid p0ny that is carrying a tissue is standing outside
- >She is wearing nothing
- >No coat, no umbrella, just a thin, soaking sheet of tissue paper in her right hoof
- >And in a fucking storm like this?
- >She's kind of lost it this time
- >Her depressed face shifts into a small smile as she notices you
- >"O-oh good... yo-your h...he..eeeacho!"
- >Such a cute and dainty sneeze
- >But remember, this is a sex-crazed p0ny
- >She wipes her nose with the slowly fading away paper
- >"S-sorry... any-who, it's g..good th-that you-r here."
- >It appears that she is stuttering not that it's because of her, rather that it is below 60 degrees out there
- "Alright then, get on with whatever todays prediction."
- >She tries to keep her smile and speak as she shivers
- >"A-are s-sick m-m-mares your f..fet-tish?"
- >You express a facial expression of shock and can only be pronounced in the phrase "is this bitch serious?"
- "Flutters, that's definitely not my fetish."
- >The graceful smile from the bright yellow Pegasus fades into a dispirited frown
- >"O..oh... I'm sorry. I...*cough*...I'll t-try to go home n-now."
- >She wobbles as she attempts to walk away, but collapses
- >Normally, you wouldn't mind, but seeing her like this, out in the downpour
- "Aww, fuck me..."
- >You grab your coat and run outside
- >Grabbing the bisque colored mare with both your arms, you walk back inside your home
- >Thinking to yourself, that you maybe a complete asshole who's fed up with this shit
- >But that doesn't mean that you're heartless
- >The mare slowly opens her highlighted blue eyes and looks at you
- >She gives off a weak smile
- >"I knew you loved me..."
- >You think to yourself that maybe its not too late to throw her back outside
- >But you keep a strong face and straight mind
- "I don't, I did this just because you are actually important."
- >The smile shrinks on her face, but still exists
- >You head upstairs and enter your bedroom
- >You tenderly set her on your bed and wrap her around her with a pair of blankets
- >She wiggles her arm out and sets her tissue on the bed stand
- >Temptations rise in you to throw it out
- >But you shrug it off and start to exit the room
- >”Anon?”
- >You turn around and see two dilated eyes in a wave of thick woven sheets
- >”C-can you give me something warm?”
- >You let out a small sigh, and ponder the request
- “Sure… is coffee alright?”
- >She calmly nods her head with a bigger smile
- >”And, can you add some honey in it?”
- >Exhaling a small chuckle, you give off a light grin
- “I’ll get to it.”
- >The sound of fluttering wings is heard in the sheets
- >You walk back downstairs and head for the kitchen
- >The coffee that you made is still next to the golden brown tower
- >You grab your coffee and examine it
- >It’s now warm enough to drink out of
- >You take a small sip from it and look at the coffee pot
- >Seems like there’s enough for another cup
- >Heading for the counter, you scatter around the cabinets for another cup
- >Such luck!
- >You walk over to a drawer filled with assorted spices
- >Grabbing a bottle of honey in an oddly misshapen bear, you squeeze some of it into the cup
- >Finishing it off, the blackened water is now poured into the cup along with a quick stir
- >Seems like it's good enough
- >With the utmost caution, you slowly walk out of the kitchen and head upstairs
- >Almost having to slip a few times, you manage to keep a strong, stable balance and continue
- >Next time, wipe your shoes off, dipshit
- >You now enter your bedroom and see the shaded yellow mare still cloaked in your blankets
- >"O-oh, thank you."
- 'How adorable- rapist... she's a rapist'
- >You set the coffee right next to the drenched tissue on the night stand and sit beside her on the bed
- >The weak p0ny slowly gets up, and reaches for the cup, only to be a few centimeters away
- >You struggle on containing a chuckle and hand her the cup
- >She gives off a small giggle and a little tint in her cheeks
- >"Thank you, again."
- 'Rapist. Say it with me... RAPIST.'
- >She talks a sip and gets a little jolt
- >”Oh, my. That is quite hot.”
- >The in-question quiet mare sips slowly out of the mug for a few moments and stops
- >”Hmm… this needs a little more…”
- >She slowly turns to you & gives off a malevolent smile
- >"Sugar.”
- >And, there it is
- >Hold the fuck on, maybe she's just asking for some cane sugar
- "I'll head downstairs and get a bag-"
- >"No, no,"
- >She slowly puts the cup away and rises from the thick layers of blankets
- >"I like my *cough* sugar a little more... natural."
- >As you attempt to slowly walk backwards, she does the same, heading towards you
- "Uhh... I'll uhh... I just need to..."
- >You immediately turn around and as you do, you hear wings extend
- "Go out and buy a box of..."
- >Bolting to the door, the violent flapping of wings is heard
- "GET-THE-FUCK-OUT-OF-HERE!"
- >Heading for the stairs, you attempt to run down
- >Only to slip and fall on them
- >The rough ride comes to an end as your face meets the hard wood floor
- >Everything goes dark
- >You slowly wake up, and see a mare on your exposed lap
- >Both of you lay on your bed
- >She seems to be happy
- >Too happy
- >Looking over, you see her mug
- >Yet her tissue seems dry
- >Seeing the clock on the opposing side of the bed, its only slightly over an hour
- >You slowly push her off, and pull your boxers up, only to awaken the nutcase
- >"You're awake, thank you for your sugar, sweetie."
- >She uses her hoof to comb over your sensitive boys
- >You push LoonyButter off and walk out
- >Heading for the kitchen and eating a cold stack of pancakes, you pick up the coffee and drink
- >Weirdest part is, it's colder than what you expected
- >It's even colder than the pancakes
- >You continue eating and the crackpot stalker heads downstairs and sits right beside you
- >She appears to own a wide grin as you keep on drinking from the iced coffee
- "What are you looking so smug about?"
- >She stairs at the cup for a while
- >You look inside and see a thick layer of mucus in there
- >You violently puke in the cup and run to the sink to finish it off
- >She flies over you and whispers in your ear
- >"Now that you're sick, I'll take care of you."
- >You rapidly turn around to spot her in a nurse outfit
- >"You'll be fine, Nurse FlutterShy will always take care of you."
- >For the next 2 drizzly days, you lay in your bed, sick as a dog
- >The imposed nurse checks, blows, and fucks you on a daily basis
- >All you can do is lay there and
- >Fuck FlutterShy
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