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>Day of Ascension in Equestria.
>Twilight has finally gone full Mary Sue on you.
>She has been crowned the Princess of Spaghetti by Celestia and Luna.
>And she’s looking for a prince.
>”Anon! Come out! I can sense you in there!”
>She’s even worse than Fluttershy.
>Her magic is relentless.
>”I’m going to open the door now!”
>Your anti-rape bat has proven useless against her so far.
>So you hide behind your couch, wrapped in your blankie.
>Good old blankie is the only thing you have left.
>You hear the door being ripped from its hinges.
>”Oops! I guess I just don’t know the strength of my own magic anymore!” She says gleefully.
>She steps through the gaping wound in your house, hitting her horn on the door frame.
>She uses her overpowered magic to fix the door back into place and restore the hinges.
>Where on Earth did she learn how to do that?
>”Anon! Come out, come out, wherever you are!”
>You know it’s all a ruse.
>She can’t possibly detect you through blankie’s protective force field.
>”AHA! Found you!”
>She leaps over the sofa and lands in front of you.
>You curl up even tighter into your ball.
“Anon’s not here! Please leave a message! Beep!”
>”Oh, ok Mr. Huddled Ball. Please tell him this. I have a very special present for him.”
“W-what is it?”
>”>rape”
>Her overpowered magic tears blankie away from you.
“No, Alicorn! No!”
>”Don’t worry, Anon! With my new magic I can test out so many more fetishes of yours! You’ll be the first member of my harem, and you’ll love it!”
>She already turned her basement into her own small scale >rape dungeon.
>Mr and Mrs Cake will never walk the same way again.
>She lifts you in her telekinetic field and places you down on the sofa.
>She hits you with a declothifying ray which vaporises your garments.
>You just lie there and sob.
>Her horn glows once more, and she spreads her magnificent wings.
>”I’m a princess! Are you a princess too?”
“Uh... What?”
>”Sorry. That’s just a tic that we princesses get every now and aga- MY WINGS ARE SO PRETTY!”
>She clamps her forehooves over her mouth.
>She coughs and regains her composure.
>”Anyway, I have a few new spells today!”
>This is the part you hate.
>Twilight has been ignoring all assistance from Cadence, Princess of Love, and has been attempting to find your fetish through trial and error.
>She keeps getting inspiration from browsing the internet.
>In particular, 4chan.
>When she found /d/, you couldn’t sit down for three days.
“Please, Twilight! I guarantee you that none of these are my fetish!”
>She leans in close to you.
>”No, but experimentation is mine.”
>You whimper and brace yourself for your daily molestation.
>Her horn glows brightly in a purple aura and a beam shoots out at your cock.
>You feel a tingling in your balls, but everything seems normal.
“Uh... Is that it...?”
>”No! Now is the time for your test!”
>She lowers her mouth to your head and engulfs your member into her warm, wet mouth.
>With another effortless spell from her horn she makes you hard instantly.
>Her swirling tongue wraps you in its soft warmth.
>You can feel yourself approaching climax already...
“Nngh! No!”
>Twilight uses her alicorn powers to speak to you telepathically.
>”Give in! Become a horsefucker!”
“N-never! I’ll never submit!”
>She intensifies her efforts to pleasure you.
>You can feel yourself reaching your peak...!
>With one final slow lick she sends you careening over the edge of ecstasy.
>You feel an unusual rumbling sensation in your balls and then...
>PAIN!
>Something is trying to force itself out of your dick!
“ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH!”
>You watch in horror as your urethra expands to many times its normal size.
>Something wedge shaped is making its way up your cock.
>Twilight stands back and looks at the fruit of her efforts.
>The object stretches you out impossibly – surely an effect of Twilight’s spell.
>Eventually it reaches your tip.
>As it makes its way out you see a metallic grey sheen to it.
>It slides its way out ever so slowly and painfully.
>The object sends your nerves into overdrive as it passes past your sensitive tip.
>You lost control of your body ages ago to the pain.
>You jerk and spasm as you give birth to this horrific entity.
>The wide end of the object finally passes out of you, and it falls to the floor with a hollow clang.
>You pant heavily, exhausted from the sensations you just experienced.
>You look to the floor.
>A bucket lies there.
>”Well? Did you like it? I made you cum buckets didn’t I?”
>You stare at her with as much disdain as you can muster in your pathetic state.
>”I... I’ll take that as a no...”
>”Oh, how about this one?”
>Her horn glows again and the pain wells anew.
>This time your cock stretches even wider to accommodate something almost as big as you.
>It flails and wiggles inside your urethra as it struggles to get out.
>You pass it quite quickly, comparatively, and realise what it is.
>She made you ejaculate a shark.
>”So... Did this one work?”
“...No...” You wheeze.
>”Oh, okay...”
>She walks over to your door and rips it off its hinges again.
>She hits her horn on the way out.
>”I’ll see you tomorrow, Anon!”
>She magics the door back into working order and flies off, creating a purple sonic rainboom as she leaves.
>This was not how you imagined you would start your day.
>Truth is, she guessed your fetish long ago.
>But you’ll never admit it to her.
>Because you don’t want to be
>Fucking Mary Sue.