Lyranon x Bon Bon [CLOP]

>It's been months in Equestria now. Not much to do around here but be bored as all get out.
>Pinkie parties are fun...but you can't keep up with her, nop0ny can!
>A tugging at your pants gets your attention.
>It's Lyra Heartstrings, or as you like to call her: Liar-ah.
"What is it this time, liar-ah?'
>"Oh come on, Anonymous, why all this hostility to your greatest fan?"
"I don't know, it could be a multitude of things. The stalking, the pictures of me, the crazy otherkin thing you've got going down...maybe the whole: being a nasty bitch deal you've got, or perhaps the fact that Bon Bon wrecks my ass if I'm anywhere within eyesight of you?"
>"Heh, you're such a kidder, Anon, here I got something to show you!"
>You know what?
>Sure.
"Fine, but make it quick, I've got to be at work in the morning."
.She lets out a squee and tugs at your hand, fondling each finger with her hoof, running it up and down each digit as she pulls you towards her house.
>"Don't worry, I made sure it'll be just us tonight, you won't get pounded, I promise...unless you want to, that is."
>You narrow your eyes.
>Ponies usually don't say ominous shit like this without reason.
"Alright, we're here, in your basement. What the fuck is it you wanted to show me?"
>"Just take a seat right there and I'll begin."
>She starts levitating out some vials and chalk.
>Huh, must be some personal magic show.
>Probably involve humans or trucks or something.
>Fucking typical Lyra.
>She turns as you take a seat in the solitary chair in the center of the room.
>"Anonymous...thank you."
"For what?"
>You look around uneasily, then get up from your chair.
>A cloth levitates from beind her head to your face, and as you gasp in surprise, you feel weaker...drowsy...and...dammit.
"Ch...loro...firrrrmmm..."
>You slump back into your chair.

>You awaken, still feeling weak, to the sounds of chalk on stone.
>You peel open your eyes to see Lyra finishing a diagram on the floor.
"Ohhh shit!"
>You jerk up, trying to escape, to find that you're tied up.
>"Uh uh uhhhh...Anonymous, it's about time I got what I deserve..."
>She comes in close to your face.
>"...a.nd I DESERVE...all this you have. Your greatest part...your body."
>WOAH, WOAH, WOAH. WAIT JUST A FUCKING MINUTE.
>IS DIS NIGGA SRS?
>Lyra slams a hoof into your solar plexus, and you gasp, winded.
>She plugs your mouth with a bottle, and forces you to drink it.
>It's bitter and smells like gym socks.
"Pleh, what the fuck, Lyra?"
>"Yes, what indeed? Why should you be the one who enjoys humanity? It should be ME! And tonight, I get what I want..."
>She imbibes another similar bottle and lies down, untying your ropes with her magic.
"Fuck this, I'm out of here."
>You try to stand, but find that you can't feel your legs.
>Lyra's horn glows, and a small turqouise mist rises from her body...and a small black mist escapes your mouth.
>You can only watch in horror as the last of it leaves you...and you black out.

>"Lyra? Lyra! Speak to me, hon. Come on, speak to me!"
"Urghh, my head... is that Bon Bon?"
>Well shit, it couldn't get any better, could it?
>She performed some wiccan hoodoo on you, remindeded you of the babe and sucked your sprit out.
>Now you're gonna get your ass creamed by Bon Bon the Destroyer.
>You sigh, accepting your fate.
"Just make it quick. Death is a much more honorable end for me than the hospital."
>You feel hooves lift you by the neck and under your spine.
>"Oh thank Celestia, Lyra you're ok! When I saw those bottles, I assumed the worst."
"Bottles?
>Oh right, those.
>Wait a cotton-pickin minute. Why were you being picked up by Bon Bon?
"Bon Bon?"
>"Yes, Lyra?"
>Your heart sinks as it realizes the position that you are in before your brain does.
>Stomach? cold.
>Lungs? hitched.
>...Anon jr?
>...Anon junior!?
>Gone.
>I'm gonna kill that Lyra!
>No, Anon, you ARE the Lyra!
>And then you were the-okay, enough of this shit!
>You wrestle for full bodily control, squirming and finding purchase on the stone floor with all four hooves.
>Man...hooves. Fuck this noise.
>"Are you okay, Lyra? You aren't hurt are you? Just what was in that bottle?"
"I-I'm not...
>I'm not Lyra!
>"Okay, don't you worry, let's get you to bed, honey."
>She gives you a kiss on the cheek.
>Red flag number three of the night.
>Alone with stalker, body swapped, and now lesbian ponies?
>Stunned, you stumble over. Unsure balance does not mix well with frightening revelations.
>"Don't worry, I've got you."
>Bon Bon hoists you onto her back, eliciting a small "eep" from you.
>As she sets you down on the bed inside the house, she winks at you and heads downstairs.
>"I'll make you some dinner, how about that?"
"Uh...can I leave?"
>She doesn't hear you, she's already down the stairs.
>Okay, new plan: escape.
>Exits, exits... well you weren't planning on any of this happeneing, and your vision was limited as you were carried in by the Destroyer.
>One: the door and to the front door, wherever that was...two, through that window.
>Defenestration was NOT your fetish.
>Your thoughts are interrupted by Bon Bon as she brings in a tray of food, and sets it atop you.
>"Well? go ahead Lyra, eat up!"
>How the hell are you supposed to grab shit?
>You try to ignore all natural laws of physics and "grab" with a hoof.
>Failure.
>You try to will the objects up and into your mouth.
>WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!
>...nothing.
>You sandwich the sandwich between your hooves and shove it into your face.
>This shit's trickier than chopsticks.
>Eating feels weird, and this was obviously filled with flowers.
>You can taste the pollen in this dandelion sandwich.
>Ay chihuahua no bueno.
>But you eat it, partly for fear of being beaten brutally by Bon Bon, partially because of a strange curiosity to see if you can eat p0ny food now.
>Turns out: yes.
>And the taste, while bad, was okay, and the feel of it going down your throat...
"Slimy...yet satisfying..."
>Oh Lyra, you noticed the melon slices I put in there! I'm so happy!"
>She squees.
>Lolwut, Bon Bon being girly? Pfffhahaha, what is this, backwards day?
>"I think I see a smii~iile."
>Shit, were you smiling? Eh, whatever. No fucks given. You eat the rest of the food that you can manage to shove in, and Bon Bon takes the rest downstairs.
>Phew.
>Now that you've eaten, you feel a lot more active, time to G T the F O.
>You stretch and test your hooves-LYRA'S hooves on the ground.
>It isn't easy, but you manage to get the hang of moving after a short time.
>You reach the door as you hear the kitchen sink stop.
"Oh...fuck me."
>Double time, Anon!
>You try to sneak towards another door.
>Using your mou-LYRA'S mouth, you twist the knob and go inside, then close the door behind you.
>"Ohh Lyyyraaaa~ come out and plaayyyy~!"
"Oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit, oh man, oh god!"
>You blink, letting your eyes adjust to the dark room, you make out the outline of a bed.
>Good, you'll hide right under here.
>The door squeaks open.
>"Lyra? Where are you? I'm really worried now, you aren't in your room, you'd better be in here..."
>Ohhh shit. This was lesbinan p0ny room.
>Hehe, lesbian ponies. It would be hot if ponies weren't CREEPY AS FUCK ABBERATIONS.
>You lie still, hoping to be ignored long enough to maybe escape.
>You look around, a large strap-on labeled "Mr Jhonson and the Juice Crew."
>It is filled with marshmallow p0ny semen.
>You shriek, bounding off the floor and land on the bed.
>"WOAH!"
>As you bounce, you end on your back, but before you can get away, Bon Bon has straddled you.
>You try to cover up what little privates you know mares have.
>"Oh Lyra...playing hard to get and then giving me a scare? What has gotten into you today? I know you're just ITCHING for tonight's...activities. After all, it's MY turn to be on top, and I KNOW how you love being dominated."
>God, what did you do to deserve this?
>Nothing, that's what!
>You open your mouth to object, but Bon Bon's mouth reaches it and embraces yours, her tongue flitting over your-LYRA'S roof and sliding over your teeth.
>She tastes like chocolate chips.
"MMMPH!"
>MMMmmm~..."
>You try blowing, you try breaking the contact, you try pushing her off of you.
>All meet failure.
>This new p0ny body just isn't strong enough to force anything, much less Bon Bon the Destroyer, whom you couldn't stand up to as a human male either.
>Finally she stops the drawn out violation of your-LYRA'S oral cavity and smiles.
>You, however, gasp for fresh breath.
>"Oh, you're so FRISKY today! I think I know just how to reward you..."
>Bon Bon gets off you and goes to a cabinet, the door blocking your vision.
"N-no, you can't!"
>You wince as you hear the snap of rubber on fur and flesh.
>"Hmm?"
"You can't, I mean, I'm a guy!"
>She turns to you, grinning evilly.
>"Ah, into a little roleplay tonight, Lyra? You know I don't like guys, but the very idea of breaking a stallion into a submissive mare gets me HOT!"
>"So are you ready for a little rape?"
"N-no!"
>"That's the spirit!"
"No Bon Bon nooooo!"
>You flail your-LYRA'S marshmallow mint hooves in a pitiful attempt to add brakes to this rape train.
>There are no brakes.
>"Oh, you will be mine, mister stallion!"
>Tears roll down your p0ny face as you come fully to terms with what's about to happen.
>You're about to lose your virginity...you doubt Lyra had virginity if Bon Bon's comment about this being a daily switch off was true...you're gonna lose it to a crazy lesbian roleplaying p0ny!
>In desperation, you try one more time to cover the slit and keep it clenched.
>Bon Bon gets an oddly grinch-like grin as she presses the toy against your hooves you've placed there.
>"Little pig, little pig, let me COME in!"
>Not by the hairs of my chinny chin...everywhere, you cream colored crazy cunt!
"No...please!"
>"Your resistance only gets me hotter..."
>She licks her lips and swats at your hooves with the thick...ewwewwweww you don't want to look at it!
>After a few swats, the heebie jeebies get you to remove your hooves, placing them back against Bon Bon's upper torso in a vain attempt to keep her away.
>She lets out a throaty laugh.
>"I have you now, mister!"
>She places the...thing at your entran-LYRA'S entrance!
>God, it isn't yours! None of this is!
>You manage to get the tail to cover your nether region.
>Bon Bon looks right into your eyes, and her crazy expression is changed for a softer one.
>"Ready, love?"
>She whispers it in the sweetest tone you've ever heard escape the brutal bitch.
>She presses in.
>WHAT THE...FUUUUUUUUUUU-
"--ck--!"
>She pulls the tip back out.
>"Lyra, honey...what's the real matter? You aren't as...ready as you usually are."
>Maybe she won't! Oh...thank you god, thankyouthankyouthankyou-
>"Don't worry, I've got lube."
>...why? WHY GOD?
>WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?
>>BECAUSE FUCK YOU, KID.
>Wait, what?
>Bon Bon is back already.
"FFFff-"
>"Shhshhh...don't worry Lyra, I'll make you feel good..."
>You shiver, and try to roll off the bed as she places her hooves on either side of you over your legs...
>Actually, what the fuck is that called anyway? And are the forehooves called arms?
>Anyway, she begin to...lick, having moved your tai-LYRA'S tail.
>A jolt of surprise renders you immobile as she begins her dirty work.
>You gasp, eyes widening.
>"Ohh you liked that, huh?"
>With each flick of her tongue, another spark seems to travel your spine, arching your back and keeping you frozen in place.
>You can't move.
>You can't speak.
>You can hardly breathe!
>A warmth seems to erupt from your lower body as Bon Bon tries to determine how many it will take to reach your chocolate center.
"A-aaahhh!"
>Bon Bon stops, leaving her tongue resting on your belly...wait. That's no stomach, those are...
>...!
>She begins to tease your-LYRA'S FOR FUCKS SAKE, LYRA'S nipples, softly grinding them with her teeth, occasionally sucking at one, or flicking one, rolling her tongue in circles around them.
"A-ahhh nooo..."
>"Ohhh yesss, my little mint sundae...you taste...delicious!"
>You gulp, realizing quick that there's no way out.
>NO! You won't succumb to defeatist attitudes! There's a way out! There always is!
>Just...can you stand to enact them?
>You could try to make Bon Bon pleased, and have her pass at in the afterglow...no that won't work, she's a female. Mult-orgasmic.
>Uhhh...oh wait, you've got one!
"I can't-aaahhh-I have ah-ahhhh head-ahhhhh ache..."
>"Your mouth says no but your body says yes."
>Okay, not creepy at all, missus stereotypical rapist/pugilist!
>"You make the most adorable scrunchyface!"
>Oh. She was talking about your face.
>Wait.
"I-I don't have a-ahhhh tell!"
>"There it is again~!"
>Bon Bon rises once more, lube clearly and shinily evident on the rubber length.
>"Ready for your transformation, loverboy?"
>Wait, does she know!?
>No, false alarm. She thinks it's roleplay. She is into some KINKY shit.
>At this point, would learning the truth stop her?
"I'm Anonymous!"
>Bon Bon slaps a hoof to her face.
>"Ugh, really, Lyra? It's almost like you're TRYING to sabotage sexytimes."
>No shit!
>"But I love you far too much for a little fantasy of yours to stop me. Here I come!"
>She thrusts forward...
>Into your pooper.
>"That's right, male, your anal virginity is MINE!"
>She slowly wedges it in, back and forth, coating Lyra's walls with the lubricant.
>Ooookay, NOW you can't move or do anything.
>The thrusts become softer, but more full.
"Aaah!"
>Ohshitniggerwhatareyoudoing.
>Moaning, fucknut! What's it look like?
"Aaaahh!"
>You are moaning for ANAL sex with a fucking p0ny! What are you, GAY?
>For what, the p0ny or the anal?
>BOTH, DAMMIT!
"AAAHH!"
>Only a few seconds in, Bon Bon squeezes a button on the strap.
>Warm fluids begin to fill Lyra's rectum, and you clench down in fear.
>You dare not move an inch.
>Good thing you can't!
>Bon Bon removes from Lyra's-YOUR anus the horse weiner.
>You feel your face flush as she eyes you up and down, the mystery goo leaking from your-Lyra's? behind.
>"See? It wasn't so bad...now that that's over with, we can move on to the REAL stuff!"
>Real stuff?
>REAL STUFF?
>WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT, PRETEND ANAL RAPE!?
"Wh-why?"
>You manage to choke out in between tears.
>"Because I love you."
>She moves in slowly for another kiss, and you can't seem to avoid it.
>Her tongue creeps its way into your mouth unhindered by you.
>She tastes...like mint and chocolate chips now...she's so...sweet...
>Oh god, did you REALLY taste like mint down there?
>You do a spittake right into her mouth.
>She moves her head back in surprise, and you paw at Lyra's-your tongue with your-Lyra's hooves, trying desperately to remove the flavor of your own body.
>"Well Lyra, that was surprising. I thought you liked your own flavor."
>Oh shit, you just realized something.
>If she ever finds out.
>If BON BON the DESTROYER ever finds out that this was you instead of Lyra, you're dead. She will force your body and soul back together, kill you, learn necromancy and kill you again, travel to Tartarus and beat your blackened soul for all eternity.
>This must not happen.
"U-uhh, yeah. I just...wanted to uh..."
>"Oh, Lyra, you don't need to make an excuse. We probably should have showered first. Maybe tomorrow night, hmmmm?"
>You gulp. Just roll with it Anon, you'll escape!
>...you hope.
>She lays the battering dong against your great walls of Va-China and licks your nose.
>"Here I come..."
>You can only watch in horror as she presses into you again.
>"Oh, you're definitely ready this time."
>W-what?
>That entire area is warm and wet, but you kinda assumed that was from the licking and saliva...not your own...
>No, you won't go there.
>Nope, nope, nope, nope.
>The lips are spread open as the enormous...eeeuughhh...slides in, aided by your natural bodily response.
>Uh, brain? I thought we were calling my body Lyra's.
>Yeah, me too. Hey, did you just say it's yours?
"Oh fuck me."
>"I sure will, Lyra. Oops, I mean...Anonymous."
>She giggles.
>She fucking giggles!
>She presses into you with her frickin five dollar fake footlong, and she GIGGLES.
>You?
>You moan like a bitch.
"AAH-AAAHHHH!"
>Thrust.
"OOAAHHH!"
>Surge.
"MMMmmMMMmmm..."
>Ding dong ditch.
"OHHh..hey, why'd you stop?"
>"You're freakishly vocal for a stallion in a mare's body, Lyra. Try to stay in character."
>You give her your best serious face. Brows furrowed, eyes narrowed and a frown forming.
>"Fine, if you really want to roleplay a giant bitch, who am I to stop you?"
>With that, she plunges the whole thing in, hitting a sensitive spot you didn't know you had.
"OOAAAH-"
>You are short of breath and cannot continue your loud moans.
>Which is just as well, Bon Bon begins ploughing you in preparation of the imminent seeding soon to follow.
>Before too long, you regain your voice, but only as much as a few "eep" and "ohhhh yess" ever become verbalized.
>This continues for a time, and you can feel a pressure building inside you.
"Bon..ah..I think I-aaaahhh! AAhhhh!"
>You convulse, impaled by the strapon, ejaculate and candy semen (from the dildo, dumbass) spiling out, as Bon Bon hits the button.
>But she does not stop.
"AAHHH!"
>"Yeah, I know how you like it Lyra, all the way, riding the aftershocks!"
>Finally she stops thrusting, shaking a bit herself.
>You notice a liquid dripping from her as well.
>Bon Bon dismounts you and then gets up at the bed's edge on her back hooves, displaying the dreaded dong.
>"Come on now, Lyra, clean up your messes..."
>Hey, she's in the perfect position to get knocked on her ass so you can escape! Happy day!
>You eagerly rise, smile forming as you plan this mare's downfall.
>Moving slowly and deliberately, like a turquoise panther, you traverse the bed and leap forward at the last second, right at the unexpecting Bon Bon!
>...who takes you in a hug, kissing you full-on.
>Okay, guess she was expecting it.
>"Heehee, not that mess, THIS one."
>She points back at the cock.
>Plan foiled, you play along.
>You'll escape...maybe.
>Hanging your head in defeat, you lower yourself to see eyes to one-eyed trouser snake.
>She pushes it forward to your mouth.
>"Open wiiiide."
> Suppressing an urge to vomit, you slowly open your mouth, and slide the beast in.
>"Be sure to get it nice and clean. Then don't forget about me!"
>You run your mouth as far down as you can, sucking at the thick rubber.
>...it kind of does taste like candy.
>You pop it out of your mouth and go back down it on the outsides, licking at where you could not reach with your meager gag reflex.
>"That's a nice shade of red on you, Lyra. What's the matter? Embarrassed that I make you clean the toys too?"
>Face now thoroughly reddened, you complete the tasty task and-
>NO. NO PLEASE GOD NO.
>What? It tasted like candy!
>NOOOooo...
>You drown out the internal dialogue and focus your attention on Bon Bon. You have to make her feel good, and then you'll just slip away in the night, kidnap Lyra, learn magic somehow and recreate the alchemist soulswap bullshit that got you into this position on the first place.
>She detaches her fifth limb, satisfied with your work.
>"Good girl, Lyra. Now, do me. Just stick that horn of yours inside and work that magic!"
>She flops onto the bed with her legs spread wide.
>...wait, the horn?
>Ohhh, ohh god, that's nasty! You hope she at least WASHES it afterwards!
>You are suddenly remembering all the times Lyra has ever touched you with her horn.
>All of them.
>"Hey now, don't you make that face at me! Fair play. Let's go, chop chop!"
>Uuughhh...
>You slide up to Bon Bon's crotch, maretits in full view.
>She winks at you.
>She does not use her face to do this.
>You shut your eyes and bite the figurative bullet, bringing your head and horn to bear on Bon Bon's backside.
>No, you ain't shoving it in a butt.
>You re-position yourself at her cream colored cooter and tap it with your point.
>It's warm.
>and other things that gross you out, but you can FEEL it through that horn!
>You kinda assumed that horns were like wands or something and unicorns couldn't feel anything.
>Wroooong.
>"Hey now, don't tease me, I did your little roleplay, you do me."
>You gulp and shove more of your extrasensory sensitive stick inside when you realize that magic is somethin you ain't got.
>Hopefully she was asking for bedroom magic.
>Your horn isn't that big, an you find that shoving it around in her was not doing too good of a job.
>"Uh..Lyra? Something wrong?"
"I swear, this never happened to me before!"
>Truth. You had never had to screw a mare with a unicorn horn while bodyswapped with another mare.
>"It's okay, Lyra, it happens to all unicorns once in a while, that's why I brought some of these..."
>She pulls out some pills. And pops the top, placing one in your palm-hoof.
>You ingest the mystery medicine.
>...nothing is happening.
>Heh, well this was boring.
>All that for noth-WOAH GEEZ.
>YOU CAN SEE FOREVER!
>Sparks come to life at the tip of your headpiece.
>"Put it in! Quickly!"
>You obey, and begin feeling a strange tingly sensation along your spine that extends to every corner of your body.
>Shit, you can even feel your tail!
>You will the heat in your head to escape it, desperate for release.
>Your horn answers the call, blowing magic like a signal to Gondor within her hallowed halls.
>"Oh, YES! YEESS!!!"
>Seconds later, the magic slows down to a trickle, and you extracate yourself from her pussy premises.
>Your plans for escape, however, do not last.
>Wooziness overtakes you, and you only manage to lie down next to Bon Bon.
>"That...was...sooo awesome!"
>She pulls you into the little spoon position and kisses your neck.
>"Good night, Lyra."
"Err, right...good night."
>Now's your chance. You're slowly regaining strength, you can just up and leave, throwing some excuse like getting some water, and then get some water so you aren't lying and don't make the scrunchyface.
>But...you don't really feel like it.
>You sigh and relax, held closely by Bon Bon, who snores cute little breaths into your ear.

>...
>Celestia's sun rouses you from your rest as it peeks through the window, heralding the dawn of a new day.
>You groan sleepily, rolling out of the bed.
>God, you're so sore!
>Ever since Bon Bon had treated Lyra's-YOUR body like that last night...wow.
>Talk about an eye opener.
.You stumble towards the curtains and shut them, returning to Bon Bon's side.
>You snuggle under the covers, and she reflexively lays a hoof over your shoulder.
>"Hmmff...love you Lyra..."
"I...love you too, Bon Bon."
>You give her muzzle a nuzzle from your own and go back to sleep.

The End.