VelociRAPEtor Anon

>Day Cretaceous period in Equestria.
>You are the raptor Anonymous.
>Not raptor as in bird of prey, but as in short for motherfucking velociraptor.
>Well actually you were a Deinonychus, but that shit is hard to pronounce and its the actual type of dinosaur seen in Jurrasic Park.
>You're not sure what happened after the sky began to fall, all you remember is a giant ball of fire and then darkness.
>When you awoke, your feathers had been singed clean off your body and your major burns were wrapped in bandages.
>You were too weak to fend off the poisonous looking mammal that had entered the room you were in and were shocked to find that it was nursing you back to health.
>Even more surprising was the fact that you were able to communicate with the pink and yellow creature.
>After your wounds had healed she showed you to her friends and despite having to take the lead on more than one occasion with introductions around town, you were soon a strange but welcome member of the community.
>You must admit, it was a far better existence than living outdoors and being the apex predator in the area, you found hunting to be an easy task since the little ponies you promised not to eat wouldn't enter the forest in which you obtained your meals.
>Unfortunately, you were quite intimidating to most of mustardhushes prey, you mean pets, so you needed to find housing with some other willing pony.
>Considering your size and the fact that you tended to claw at mattresses in your sleep, it was decided you'd sleep in the barn at sweet apple acres.
>Still better than damp, dark cave in your opinion.
>It was at sweet apple acres where you lived, worked and eventually, [spoiler]LOVE[/spoiler]d.
>Something about that blonde maned, green eyed girl just made you want to bite her tender flanks non-instinctively.
>In recent weeks you've also noticed her sending more than the occasional glance in your direction before looking away with a blush.
>You didn't want to put pressure on her though so you acted like you didn't notice.
>There were only two things standing in the way of your love.
>One being the whole predator-prey relationship thing and the other?
>Her brother.
>Being a pony of few words it was hard for most to tell he was shunning you but you could see it when his nostrils flared and his brow narrowed when he caught sight of you.
>One afternoon, while Applejack and her adorable little sister were in town selling the fruits of your combined labor and it was just you and Big Mac tending the orchard, he approached you and asked to speak with you in private.
>Entering the barn and unstrapping your custom harness for hauling carts, Big Mac looks outside to check for prying ears and eyes before shutting the door behind him.
>"Alright pardner, it should be mighty obvious why I wanted tah speak with ya. I can tell y'all been eyeing mah lil' sis Applejack and I'm just gonna come out and say that it ain't gonna happen."
>He's got his hooves planted firmly on the ground while giving you the stink eye. Not to be confused with the brown eye.
>You however are one cold blooded reptile and easily maintain you're composure, waiting for him to continue.
>"Ain't got anything to say that? Fine. Just so we're clear Ah'm gonna explain why."
>He walks over to a barrel and jumps up onto it before taking a seat on it in that strange fashion you've seen ponies sit before.
"Yah see Anon, Ah love mah family, 'specially mah lil' sisters but even more so Ah love AJ. And ain't no pony or lizard is gonna take her away from me."
>You take a moment to process what this nigga said and if he is truly serious.
>"And this is how Ah'm gonna make her mine."
>Focusing your attention back on Mac, you see that he's unsheathed his equine girth and despite it being impressive for a pony you can't help but smirk at it.
>"What in tarnation is so funny ya over grown lizard?"
>Standing up a bit straighter you get the laughs out of your system before letting your own meat sword unsheathe.
>Paleontologists don't know 'bout your dick.
>It was odd how during a visit to twilights you found her bed time buddy to be roughly the same shape as your own.
>According the inscriptions it was a "Misbehaving Dragon" dildo and looked like it would do a good job of pleasing a pony.
>Her toy however paled in comparison to your own.
>You can see the worry in Big Macs eyes once you've let it all hang out but he adopts a scowl and jumps back down to the floor.
>"Oh yeah? Once Ah break yer teeth and shove mine down her throat we'll see how confident y'all are."
>He charges at you like a raging bull and despite your raging boner, you merely jump to side and avoid his attack.
>You're ready to just claw his face off but then you remember why you're fighting.
>This hesitation gives him enough time to back up and buck you in side with a mighty kick.
>Tumbling across the floor, you fight to regain your composure as he comes charging again.
>Rather than slash at him with your hooked toes, you bring a leg back and once he's in range, kick it straight into his jaw.
>Following through with the kick, your foot brings his head up to the point that he's standing on his hind legs.
>Pulling a total herbivore move, you pirouette on one leg and let your tail whip him across the side.
>He doubles over in pains and stumbles around before crashing into a stack of empty barrels that collapse on and around him.
>Sorting through the mess, you find Big Mac sprawled out across an overturned barrel like a college freshman after a barn burner.
>Barn burner... There's an anal rape joke there but you can't quite put a claw on it.
>Big Mac groans and attempts to get up before you place and open palm on his head and hold it down.
>The sight of your claws in his field of vision stops any attempts at freeing himself and he trembles ever so slightly under your grasp.
>Placing the tip of a claw on your free hand on his personal sack of bits causing him to freeze completely.
>Pondering wether a standing or recumbent castration would be more mentally and physically scarring, you remember why you fought him in the first place.
>Highly doubting that Applejack would find her brothers surgeon attractive you opt to just cut deep enough to let some red flow out.
>He growls in pain as you move your claw across his skin in a jagged motion to disguise the cut as an accidental wound.
>You move your bloody claw in front of his face and try to put it in his mouth.
>He struggles once again but relents after you press his head against the wood hard enough.
>With a grimace he extends his tongue and timidly licks the blood off.
>Mussing his mane a bit you let go of his head before taking hold of his yoke to keep him from running off.
>"What're y'all gonna do to me?" He asks while craning his neck back to see you.
>With a deep throaty chuckle you once again release your throbbing mass from its scaly sheathe and lay it against Big Macs big red butt.
>Gripping his yoke with both hands to prevent his escape you let him tire himself out in his struggle for freedom.
>"Don't do this! Ah'm sorry! Ah promise not to get her way just don't do this!"
>Lifting yourself off his hind end, he breathes a sigh of relief.
>"So can Ah go now?"
>You lean in close to his ear while looking at him dead in the eye.
>With a crocodile like grin you give him his answer.
"SKRAWW."
>His pupils dilate and being bent over him the way you are, your penis is angled perfectly for insertion.
>Without hesitation, you thrust into his unwilling asshole and he cries out in pain from the stretching.
>It actually hurts you somewhat to feel how tight he his wrapped around your cock but it's a good pain.
>He groans in protest as you continue to inch your way deeper inside of him.
>Tears form at the corners of his eyes when you finally bury the last bit of yourself inside him.
>Not giving him an opportunity to get used to your girth, you begin pulling out causing his breathing to become shuddered.
>"P-please... sto-AHHH!!!"
>Before he can beg further, you slam yourself back inside him.
>The pain erupting from within his anus finally allows the tears to flow freely and you don't miss the chance to lick them off his face.
>Just because you were friendly with the ponies doesn't mean you weren't a predator at heart.
"SKRAWW?" You ask while twiddling two of your claws in front of his face.
>"Hohh mah goddesses. It's fine, Ah don't need no foreplay." He chokes back his sobs thinking you were serious.
>Resuming your grip and rhythm, you continue to rock the farm ponies hind end, the only sounds that can be heard are his semi-silent sobs and the creaking of the wooden barrel under your combined weight.
>After a couple minutes pass in this fashion, you notice Big Macs breathing become louder and more labored.
>You ignore it and continue to wear out the cock sock at your own pace.
>Soon he begins to squirm underneath you before his body trembles and he moans out in relief before collapsing back down.
>Pulling out and stepping back, you're met with quite the surprise.
>Besides his gapping asshole, you see Big Macs half erect member is hanging over the edge of the barrel, a stream of cum oozing out of the tip onto small puddle on the ground.
"SKRAWW."
>"There's no way Ah enjoyed that, d-don't look at me like that."
>He tries to get back on his hooves but you're back on top of him before he can get proper footing.
>Gaining entry is an easier task this time around and you soon feel the same warmth of pony ass wrapped around your dick.
>Feeling like you've wasted enough time, you decide to grip it and rip it by upping the tempo.
>Big Mac inhales sharply at your rougher treatment and despite his tightening rectum, he feebly continues to beg you to stop.
>Feeling your balls ache for release you begin to violently shove your cock as deeply and quickly as possible into his quivering depths.
>Every time his prostate is stimulated enough, he'll convulse before falling prey to another orgasm and its nearly impossible to understand a word he says between his moans and sobs.
>Normally a crying partner would be a boner kill for you but this isn't about pleasure, it's about dominance and power is your fetish.
>After butts.
>Something about these ponies rear ends just drives you wild.
>With the thought of Applejacks firm, muscular flanks and wide, rounded hips in mind you find yourself drooling a bit as you continue to establish yourself as the dominant male by planting your flag deep in Big Macs southern territory.
>Your trail of drool is broken up by a smug grin from your mastery of word play which is followed up a crossing of your slitted eyes as you finally begin to ejaculate.
"S-SKRAWW!"
>"Oh god no! Not inside please!"
>Big Macs fear of being marked helped him speak up but it was too little too late.
>Your [spoiler]HOT [/spoiler][spoiler]DINO [/spoiler][spoiler]DICK[/spoiler] erupts in a geyser of genetic material, coating Big Macs insides as you continue to thrust during your orgasm.
>With a squelching pop, you pull out of his ass and swing your wang from side to side to shake off the excess jizz while he lays there pathetically dripping more of his own cum into the small puddle on the floor.
>Grabbing a dirty rag from a nearby work bench between your claws, you toss it over his face to help hide his shame.
"SKRAWW."
>He takes hold of the rag and buries his face inside it, trying to wipe the sweat and tears from his coat.
>Retracting your penis, satisfied with this turn of events you walk over to the barn door and open it up, watching as the sun begins to set over the horizon.
>You may have lost your pony virginity in a bad way but in the end, you still got your rocks off and now you're more knowledgeable about pony anatomy.
>Promising yourself to be more gentle with Applejack and assuring yourself that Big Mac will keep what happened a secret more for his own sake rather than your own, you head back towards the farm house as you spot Applejack herself ringing the dinner bell.
>The smell of pork chops and applesauce fills your nostrils and with an extra pep in your step you make your way over to the dinner most likely prepared for you by the apple of your eye.
>You have a feeling Big Mac is gonna take supper in his room since he won't be sitting down any time soon.
>Today was a change of pace kind of day.