Food Fights in Equestria (Girls) [WIP LOL]

You are Anonymous.
And you are a bully.
You did normal shit: hitting up spazzes and dorks for money, getting sent to detention a lot, wedgies and swirlies.
It all seemed out of date, but it was something you could control.
Something you needed.
Above all, you fucking HATED nerds.
At least, the guys.
They were pasty, smelled bad, and had poor posture.
You had to be there to keep them in line or they might never make anything of themselves.
You were a self-help genius.
The girls, however...
Well, you were a closet "nerdophile".
There was something extraordinarily sexy about the librarian look to you and when girls spent more of their time in a book than in a shopping mall, you got your jollies.
Today was a special day.
A new transfer student from out of nowhere.
And she was a fucking nerd.
The air around her.
Her awkward speech and stance.
The way she spoke and the words she used.
You had to have her.
Not being one to waste any time, you came up next to her at her locker and slammed it shut before she could look inside.
Startled, she looked at you with wide eyes.
Your knees went a bit weak as you looked her dead in them, but you carried on with your piece.
"Listen up, nerd. I'm here to keep you in line. I know your type, and I know what makes you tick so watch where you step and don't cross me."
She looked absolutely perplexed.
"A-actually, I-"
You stuck your hand in her face to stop her.
"Save it, nerd. Just know that this week is going to be a living nightmare."
You crack your knuckles and walk off, satisfied with how that went.
She knows your face and now all you have to do is work on breaking her down.
The rest of the day goes pretty normally.
You get done dishing out your third wedgie when you see a shock of purple pass you by.
Reaching out quickly, you grab her hair before she's out of reach and you tug down hard.
Twilight cries out, falling to her ass and landing with a loud oof.
Dusting your hands off you ditch your last class and head home.

Day 2
You go out of your way to do the same thing, dragging her by the hair for a second as her ass hits the ground.
By now, you're sure she's tried to get help or something by now.
You decide to spy on her and follow her around.
She goes outside to the dumpster and you hear her start crying.
This was going to be easier than you thought.
You hear her talking to someone about how it's impossible to fit in and that there's some guy who keeps hurting her.
You wonder if she's talking to herself or if she's on the phone with her parents.
She was a transfer, after all.
You shrug and head back inside, scheming more ways to harass this girl.


Day 3
You see the girl walking by herself in the hallway and you run up behind her, slamming her against the wall and licking your lips as she instantly screams.
You cover her mouth and drag her to the utility closet, forcing her inside.
Looking around, you spot the janitor's mop and bucket which is quite full and recently used.
Trapped against you in a full nelson, you take a big whiff of her hair.
She shudders and asks you what you're going to do to her.
She's so weak and barely struggling that you effortlessly pitch her forward, dunking her head in the dirty mop water.
Her skirt flips up and you get a decent look at her panties.
Then as she tries to surface, she keeps backing her rear against you.
You lift her up finally and she gasps and coughs as the disgusting water drips from her hair, trying to choke back the tears.
"I know you want the D, nerd, but you're going to need to wash up first!"
You throw a towel at her face and leave her in the closet to sob and dry up.

Day 4
It's corndog and tots day at lunch.
After yesterday's incident, you decide to give the nerd something she'll really enjoy.
Slathering your corndog up with ketchup and mustard, you seek her out.
Spotting her leaving, you sneak up behind her and then hook your arm in hers as you reach her.
She looks over at you and whimpers, "I... I cleaned up for you, sir."
Nonplussed, you nod at her.
"So I see! But I can't be sure if that mouth is good enough for me or not. Let's try an exercise and find out."
Finding an empty classroom, you throw her down on a desk and grab her by the throat.
Her thighs tense up as you position yourself between them and hold up your corndog before her.
"Now open up and let my little friend inside."
To emphasize, you tighten your grip and she silently gasps.
Seizing the opportunity, you push the battered and fried meat stick into her mouth.
Her legs kick at first and then wrap around you as she gets a mouthfull of soggy batter.
She gags as you force it to the back of her throat, tickling her tonsils with the corndog.
You laugh as she slurps at the invading food and you start to swivel it around, smearing the ketchup and mustard all around her lips.
She gurgles and sputters, trying to keep the condiments from sliding down and asphyxiating her.
Continuing to fuck her face with the corndog until the batter works intself into paste, you finally clamp her jaw shut and tell her to chew.
She does so, sobbing gently and trying to cough out what gets caught in her throat but being met with her shut mouth.
She tries to swallow everything and when you let her go, she dry heaves and spits up what remained, drooling as she collapses on the desk.
Her legs finally go limp and you grab her by the wrist, pulling her up to look at you.
She's dazed, but you get her attention and she straightens up fearfully.
"Tomorrow's prom, nerd. You're going with me, so you better look your best."
She nods obediantly and you help her down from the desk, smacking her ass as she leaves the classroom.

Day 5
School day shit.
Things are normal.
Too normal.
Finally classes let out and you go home to get ready for your perfect prom date.
You drive back to school to find Twilight and discover that she's near the dumpsters again.
You beckon her over and she comes to you almost immediately like a trained dog.
You escort her inside and play it cool for once.
You even treat her like a real princess, getting her punch and dancing with her.
Just once, though.
Some shit happens and she wins prom queen of course, because plot devices.
Then some bitch who got held back for like three years who won queen twice before gets vaporized by Twilight and some girls who she apparently knew.
Suddenly, you get a raging erection and decided to end what is already a really shitty story.
You take her to your Sunfire and fuck her in the front seat, being sure to make fun of her for being a virgin.
She can barely last and gets off several times before milking you into a mind-blowing orgasm.
Then she tells you she must leave, because she got her crown jewels and she's actually a pony princess.

Day 6
Headlines read: LOCAL BULLY DRIVES OFF CLIFF