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- >Wake up.
- >You know it’s coming.
- >You’ve done this enough times to know the routine by now.
- >So you get your breakfast and eat it just in time to hear a *pomf* at the door.
- >That’s different.
- >And different is usually bad.
- >You wearily get up from the table and walk over to the door.
- >You take a minute to breathe deeply.
- >Compose yourself...
- >Breathe out...
- >And now you’ve got your scowl on.
- >You throw open the door.
- >Oh no.
- >What the hell is THAT?!
- >Fluttershy has turned herself into some kind of hellspawn.
- >Well, that would imply that she wasn’t one before, but now she’s even more hideous.
- >She’s nothing more than a head with wings and legs.
- >She hovers in front of your face.
- >”Are crab p0nies your f-fetish, Anon?”
- >This is a thing?!
- “THIS IS A THING?!”
- >HOW IS THIS A THING?!
- >”W-well... Twilight said...”
- >Twilight.
- >It’s always fucking Twilight.
- >And her goddamn p0ny magic.
- >You’ve had enough of these goddamn mystical p0nies on your goddamn motherfucking plane.
- >You’re going to wipe her from existence once and for all!
- >You push the Flutterfly out of your way and march into P0nyville.
- >She follows you, as she always does when you try to ignore her.
- >She keeps trying to plant her rear on your crotch.
- >You bump into her and send her spiralling through the air each time.
- “You’re nothing more than a head right now! Even if you did take my dick, it’d end up going into your brain!”
- >”Nuh-uh!”
- >She floats in front of you and opens her mouth.
- >And then she winks.
- >Not with her eyes.
- >You can see right through her.
- >”Ta-dah!”
- >You think you’re gonna be sick.
- >Again, you swat her out of your way and continue to stride into P0nyville.
- >When you get there you’re shocked by what you see.
- >The whole of P0nyville has been transformed into these twisted little parodies of themselves.
- >And the worst thing is...
- >They’re all going about their daily business!
- >Tiny little crab ponies walk awkwardly to and fro, but otherwise seem unfazed about their sudden perspective change on life.
- >You run into the middle of the town square, screaming.
- “WHAT IS THIS? WHAT IS THIS? HOW IS THIS MY LIFE?”
- >”Hey buddy, keep it down!”
- >You snatch up one of the tiny p0nies.
- >It easily fits in between your hands.
- >It’s also slightly spongey.
- >You scream in Bonbon’s face.
- “HOW ARE YOU SO CALM? WHAT IS THIS?!”
- >”I d-don’t know! I just woke up like this...! Please don’t hurt me...!”
- >You hurl her with all your strength into the distance.
- >She collides against the side of a building and lands on the floor with a light *pomf*.
- >She gets up, apparently none the worse for wear for her flight, and continues with her day.
- >You snatch up another p0ny.
- “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”
- >”Hey, dude...”
- >This one is pretty much a ball of hair.
- >You’re not even sure it’s a p0ny.
- >”Chill out, man... This is like, totally extreme, man...”
- >Of all the little fuzzballs you had to pick, your hands landed on the alpaca.
- >You drop kick him and he sails into the distance.
- >”RADICAAAAAAAaaaaaaalllll.... *ping*”
- >Your mind refocuses on its task.
- >You are going to give Twilight hell for this.
- >You stride through the marketplace.
- >”Well howdy, sugar!”
- >It’s Applejack.
- >She’s like, a foot tall.
- >She looks up at you with big green eyes.
- >She’s manning her stall diligently despite her disability.
- “Uh... Hi, Applejack...”
- >Truth be told, you’ve always had a thing for her.
- >And now in her truncated form she just looks so cute...
- >You spare a furtive glance around the marketplace.
- >Nobody’s looking at you except Fluttershy...
- >You take the chance to swipe the apple p0ny and hide her in your jacket.
- >”Hey! Ooh...”
- >You stuff her deeper inside your clothes and she simply deforms to your body.
- >You feel her legs cling onto your chest and you make your way to the library.
- >”Oh, Anon! Can I get in there too?”
- >Fluttershy tries to squirm her way into your jacket with Applejack.
- >You wave a hand and swat her away once more.
- >You reach the library and enter.
- “TWILIGHT! Undo this right now!”
- >You take the time to actually look at the state of the library.
- >It’s in an absolute mess.
- >Piles of books are scattered everywhere.
- >There’s an exceptionally large pile on one side of the library.
- >It seems to even have an archway on the front of it.
- >Out of this archway scuttles a Twicrab.
- >”Anon! I-“
- >Your initial instinct when faced with something small and skittering is to stomp it flat.
- >So that’s what you do.
- >Your boot comes down hard on Twilight’s bulbous body.
- >It flattens with a *squee*.
- >And then you realise what you’ve done.
- >You remove your boot and Twilight’s body springs back up.
- >Her eyes don’t point in the same direction now, though.
- >Maybe that’s a feature?
- >”Ohai, Anon! I r liek books.”
- >Shit.
- “Twilight you need to turn everyp0ny back to normal. Now.”
- >”Otay!”
- >Her eyes point away from each other in apparent concentration and her horn sparks slightly.
- >She gets a flickering aura around her horn and then it suddenly dies out.
- “What...? What’s wrong, Twilight?”
- >”Idunnolol. I cannot brain today. I have the dumb.”
- >Goddammit, you broke the one unicorn who could fix this mess in P0nyville.
- >Well, at least you have Cutiejack.
- >Your musings are interrupted by a wet sensation on your ankles.
- >Fluttershy is humping one of them while Twilight licks the other.
- >You kick them both away.
- >”Why won’t wub meh!” Twilight squeals.
- >And that’s your cue to leave.
- >When all else fails, return to base and bring out the big guns.
- >Alcohol.
- >You leave the peaceful madness that is P0nyville with a squirming Applejack in your jacket.
- >Fluttershy obediently follows you all the way home.
- >You open your front door and turn around before Fluttershy tries to invite herself in.
- >”S-so... Are we going to rut now?”
- >You get a great plan.
- “Yeah, sure Fluttershy. Hold on a sec and let me just get something.”
- >”Yay!”
- >As she cheers you see her wink through her open mouth.
- >You force down your bile once more.
- >You retrieve your fly swatter from your kitchen.
- >You return to the front door to see Fluttershy doing circles in the air with joy.
- >”O-okay! I’m ready to-“
- >You bring the fly swatter down hard on her.
- >You drive it all the way down to the floor with extreme prejudice.
- >She is squished violently.
- >You bring the swatter away to reveal a yellow waffle on the floor with four twitching legs.
- >She’ll probably be fine.
- >You get back into the house and unzip your jacket.
- >You take out your little Applejack.
- >She takes a deep breath when you get her into fresh air.
- >Oh dear.
- >She didn’t take the trip too well it seems.
- >Her eyes are slightly derped.
- >She has a weird grin on her face.
- >Eeeehhh... She’s still good.
- >She’s still cute as a button.
- >You lie down on the sofa and place her on your belly.
- >She looks around and stands awkwardly on you.
- >You give her a scratch behind the ear.
- >She doesn’t really respond to this.
- >Usually the p0nies love it when you scratch them.
- >She’s not really responding to anything.
- >Maybe you broke her?
- >Well shoot.
- >You put her on the floor.
- >She just stands there.
- >You sigh.
- >Today has been a disaster.
- >You figure you’ll have a little nap.
- >You start to doze off when you see an orange blur land on your chest.
- >Applejack is standing on you, looking off to the side somewhere.
- “Uh...”
- >She turns to face you.
- >And that’s when you realise where you’ve seen that weird grin before.
- >That’s her >rape face.
- “No, Applejack, no!”
- >She leaps at your face, and all you see is black...
- >You wake up that evening naked in a ditch.
- >Your crotch is covered in apple sauce.
- >Fucking Applejack...
- >”W-wait, you already used that ending b-before!”
- “Have I? Well... Nobody will remember. That was like, my first story!”
- >”Man, you suck at endings!”
- “Shut up! It’s hard! What do you even know about writing, Dash?”
- >”I have my novel about the Wonderbolts!”
- “Yeah, because that’s a shining example of fiction...”
- >”Naa! Naa!”
- “Don’t you start, Futashy!”
- >”Hey, man... Be cool...”
- “Alpacabro, get out of here! You’re hardly canon, anyway!”
- >”Man, that’s harsh...”
- “I know, Alpacabro. I’m sorry. You know I love you, man.”
- >”It’s coo’ brah. It’s coo’.”
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