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- >The Huntsman
- >Animal hunting
- >Animal-overprotective Fluttershy
- >Day When was the Last Fucking Time You Counted The Day Number in Equestria
- >You are Anon
- >And you are on the hunt.
- >You can't take it anymore. Your body is rejecting all the this greenery it's taken in.
- >You need MEAT, dammit!
- >With your trusty Huntsman, you've stalked the borders of Everfree for three days.
- >What you saw didn't look very inviting, what with the snakes and crazy blue flowers.
- >Now that you've penetrated deeper into the bush, however, you've located a wonderful catch.
- >A pig, seemingly mute, waits in the center of a clearing, its plump haunches awaiting the killing shot.
- >You start to drool at the thought of all that bacon....
- >WH-oh right.
- >Pig. Kill the pig, get home, get bacon.
- >You ready an arrow across the Huntsman's string and pull it taut, narrowing in on the kill.
- >"....aaa...."
- >Huh?
- >"...Aaaaaaa..."
- >Are you hearin' shit?
- >"...AaaaAAAAAAAA!"
- >WHAM
- >FLuttershit crashes into you, knocking away the Huntsman and winding you but good.
- >The pig runs off squealing.
- "What the fuck, Fluttershy!?"
- >"I won't let you hurt Mr. Porkums!"
- >wat
- >You don't have time for this shit. You NEED that meat.
- >"If you know what's good for you, Anon, you'll leave him alone!"
- >You bark out a soulless laugh and stalk off into the forest.
- >Something smacks into you from behind.
- >Everything goes black.
- >...
- >You open your eyes to an unfamiliar darkness.
- >Your head feels as though it's encased in something.
- >Something foul.
- >As you explore what covers your face with your hand, you feel a bump near your chin.
- >As you try to get a feel for what it is, you feel the head cover tighten.
- >"A-aaahhhh~"
- >Oh FUCK.
- >"Do you feel bad now, Anon!?"
- >OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD YOU'RE ABOUT TO BE SICK.
- >wait...
- >SHIT YOU CAN'T EVEN BREATHE
- >Fluttershy has encased your head with her marehood.
- >What a horrible night to have a curse.
- >You can feel your consciousness fading, never to reawaken.
- >"Don't. FUCK. With my. Animals."
- >You begin to regret this hunting trip. All it's brought you is misfortune. And death.
- >As you pass into the great rapey beyond, your last conscious thoughts are
- >Fucking Fluttershy
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