Anon - >rape - Pinkie Pie

>You wake up from a surprisingly comfortable sleep.
>Though for some reason you slept on the floor.
>Wiping the sleep from your eyes you slowly scan the room noticing a small pair of pink panties.
>Immediately last night rushes through your head.
>For a second you thought it must've been a dream; but it wasn't. You raped Fluttershy.
>"You couldn't help it." You think to yourself. For some reason you're just strangely addicted.
>First it was Sunset; but that bitch deserved it. Not only for what she was going to do to Twilight; but for all the chaos she's spread throughout the years.
>But then you did it to Fluttershy. Poor, weak, frail, Fluttershy.

"Why?"
>you slowly whisper.
>"Why?" is the only thing that's going through your mind.

"Why did it feel so good?"
>Your body quivers as your mind tries to find a logical answer.
>After a long shower you get dressed and head out towards Canterlot High.
>When you come towards your usual crossroad to meet Twilight you hardly muster a "hi."

"Nony, what's the matter? You've been acting so weird lately."
>You continue to begrudgingly walk towards to school not wanting to talk to anyone.

"Anonymous!"
>You jump at Twilight's outburst.

"Jesus! What do you want?"
>She too jumps back at your sudden outburst.
>You quickly regain your composure. Sure you've molested two girls and you're trying to cope with how good it felt compared to how shitty the aftermath feels.
>But to Twilight; or anyone for that matter, you're just a typical high-schooler. You can't let anyone see how conflicted you are.
>Putting on your best poker face you try to aviate the situation.

"Sorry Twi, just had a rough night. you know how it is."
>She gives you a reassuring smile.
"Listen Anon, you gotta stop stressing over every little thing and learn how to have fun."
>She playfully grabs your arm as she pulls you faster towards your destination.

"You're young, smart, handsome. Quit stressing over whatever you think is important and relax."
>You put on a fake smile.

"What'd you have in mind?"

"Well for starters the Fall Formal is three weeks away that'll be all kinds of fun." "And remember you and I agreed to help Pinkie decorate. See even more fun!"
>You gently pull your arm away from her grasp before mockingly say;

"Whoohoo; a crappy cliché dance and menial labor. Golly that sounds great."
>She momentarily frowns while softly hitting your shoulder.

"Anon it'll be fun you'll see."
>She continues her stern motherly look before you meekly nod in compliance.
>After a short while the two of you get to school and make your way up it's long steps.

"Now remember we're helping Pinkie decorate after school. You better not bail on me."
>With that you and Twilight part ways.
>Deciding to take your mind off things you simply walk around the hallways trying to avoid anyone you come in contact with.
>You turn into an empty hallway; put your back against the wall and try to relax.
>Across from you sits a small vending machine.
>Thinking to yourself if peanut butter crackers can't cheer you up nothing can. You fish out some change from your pocket and buy some.
>With a small clank your sweet snack falls into the vending tray. When you bend down to get your snack you notice you're now eye level with a fluffy tail.
>Trailing the tail upwards your eyes carefully scan the sleek feminine body of Miss Rarity.
>For whatever reason she's wearing that weird school mascot uniform she invented. Sure droopy ears and a fluffy tail looked cute on some girls; but you doubt the look ever struck fear towards any school rivals.
>She lets out a small cough that catches your attention.

"My eyes are up here Anonymous."
>She playfully smiles before casually flinging her hair back behind her ear.
>You can't help but chuckle at her flair for melodrama.

"I'm under the impression that you're going to be helping with our Fall Formal decorations. Is that right Anonymous?"

"It's just Anon, Rares."

"Rarity."
>She sharply says; slightly annoyed at the nickname you gave her.

"I much prefer formal introductions; not such uncouth drivel."
>Again you chuckle.

"Apologizes Miss Rarity to what do I owe the pleasure of your extravagant company this morning."
>You playfully swoon while you say such nonsense.
>Rarity shoots you an annoyed glare before she quickly regains her composure.

"Well Anonym- Anon, a little birdie told me that you'd be helping our poor friend Pinkie with the Fall Formal decorations. I've been meaning to drop by and give her some designs to help set the tone but you can't believe how busy I've been as of late."
>With that she holds out a few papers with a few logos and set ideas for the decorations.
>You casually glance over a few before you notice an inherit theme. Apparently she's trying to mix those gaudy horse outfits into the dance.

"Any reason the people you have drawn here have tails and horse ears?"

"Oh I had this wonderful idea! What if we added a little school spirit into our Formal dance?" "Think Anonymous, the dance holds fun, passion, romance. What if we dabbled a little school spirit for our fall sports teams."
>Now abandoning your muffled chuckle you flat out laugh.
>She quickly takes notice stomping her foot yelling;
"What's so funny?"
>You regain your composure before retorting;

"It's just, are you serious?" "You want people to go to one of their most refined school dances dressed as horses?" "Not even horses, more like ponies. Christ we have a stupid school mascot."
>She practically jumps in shock at your negative attitude.

"And what do you know about fashion Anonymous hmmm?" "I'll have you know that my little pony costumes are a big hit!"
>You can't help but continue your playful banter.

"Well Miss Rarity far be it from me to impugn that maybe just maybe; some girls might question your unique designs."
>With that you hold up a page that has a sample dress design with long perky ears and a curly tail ordaining it.
>Her face glows red with what you assume to be anger with a small hint of embarrassment sprinkled in.
>Her cheeks return to their normal color before a small sultry smile adorns her face. As she quickly studies your body with her big azure eyes.

"Nonsense Anon I'm sure most will love my "unique" idea."
>She gingerly walks closer towards you.

"But I understand your worry. After all I've never seen you wear my design."
>Her hands quickly go searching through her bag before she pulls out a pair of black ears and sleek tail.
>Knowing where this is going you instinctively back up.

"Oh Anon, do be a gentlemen and hold still."
>Her hands wrap around your back as she playfully lifts up your shirt and carefully straps the black tail on your school slacks.
>Her face is mere inches away from yours; you can't help but catch her playful demeanor.
>Her hands casually touch your lower back as she releases you only to grab the set of ears.
>Her big azure eyes never leave yours as she slowly puts the ears on your head; carefully adjusting them till you look presentable in her eyes.

"There you go Anonymous, you make quite the stallion if i do say so myself."
>You've heard of Rarity's flirtatious side and how a wise man wouldn't play into her trap. But Christ if it isn't tempting.
>Her hands make their way back up to yours as she carefully goes through the papers she's given you.

"Well everything seems to be in order." "Remember Anon, gives those to Pinkie."
>With that she smiles before trotting off.
>Lost in a daze you watch her cute butt as she walks off. Her gentle swag playfully swishes her tail from side to side.
>Out of nowhere she quickly turns; causing you to jump as your eyes shoot straight up towards hers.
>She has the most luscious grin on her face. Apparently it's no surprise to anyone where you were staring.

"Oh and before I forget I'll have Pinkie charge you for your costume." "Okay?"
>Wait what?
>Before you could question her heinous scheme she turns around and waves you off.

"Ta Ta Anonymous!"
>That crafty succubus.
>Rearranging Rarity's designs in your hands you open your bag and carefully throw them inside.
>Figuring there isn't much time left before the bell rings and school officially starts you decide now is the best time to mow down on your crackers
>Speaking of which where did they go?
>They're not in your hands; you carefully search the floor spinning in every direction looking for your sweet and salty treat.
>You can't help but notice the long sleek black tail that adorns your rear.
>Wait. . .
>She couldn't. When did she have the time too?
>Your brain puts two and two together figuring what that pale beautiful temptress has done!
>You fall to your knees in defeat; crackerless and dressed up as a fucking pony.
>Both misfortunes can be blamed on one illustrious girl.

"Son of a bitch."
>Is all you can mutter before the first bell goes off signaling that school has begun.
>The rest of the school day comes and goes.
>The normalcy of it all helps you take your mind off your earlier troubles.
>Twilight eagerly runs up to you before you can exit the school building.

"Anon where are you going hmmm?"
>Damn this girl; a small part of you thought you'd actually make it off school grounds without Twilight noticing.

"If I recall Anon, the two of us have an obligation to a friend." "Now you wouldn't dare try too skip out on that obligation. Would you?"
>You sigh heavily before complying.

"Of course not Twily."
>You take one glance outside before Twilight drags you further inside.
>The two of you make your way towards Pinkie's prep room.
>Sprawled inside are a ton of party favors, from confetti, streamers, banners, you don't know how Pinkie does it but she usually goes the whole nine yards with her parties.
>Twilight is the first to eagerly greet Pinkie.
>The two of them casually chat it up, you assume it's about the dance, frilly decorations, ya know girl stuff. Your brain was smart enough to tone it out quite quickly.

"Okay Twilight, I need you to help me with the banners; Anon you're on box duty."
>Figures, the girls get to play with streamers and banners while the big man is stuck loading and unloading boxes. Fucking equality my ass.
>For the most part everything goes by pretty uneventful.
>After your twelfth box which was filled to the brim with more party supplies you scan the room for your tormentors.
>Apparently blowing up balloons is a two girl job.
>You figure you've earned a break and casually take a seat next to them.
>You notice the girls, well more like Pinkie Pie; are hardly working with the balloons at all. Instead they're playing with the helium machine.

"Twilight does my voice sound silieeee?"

"Why of course not Squeaky Pie."
>both girls laugh maniacally at their own jokes as their voices start to normalize.
>Eventually they turn towards you.
"Taking a break Anon?"
>Pinkie says as she saunters over next too you.

"Already? We've barely been at this for an hour?"

"I think those that actually do work should get breaks don't you Twily?"
>She throws you an annoying glare before quickly blowing a balloon and releasing it which shoots off smacking you in the face.
>Pinkie can't help but giggle which causes her to snort; which in turn causes her to giggle more.
>You can't help but smile as well. Pinkie may be annoying at times but Christ is her laugh cute and extremely addictive.

"Oh before I forget I got something for you Pinkie."
>You get up and make your way towards your bag.
>You open it and hand Rarity's designs too Pinkie Pie.

"Rarity said you'd be expecting them."
>Pinkie takes the designs and starts flipping through them.

"What a cool idea!"
>She happily sings.
>This caught Twilight's attention as the two of them flip through Rarity's gaudy dresses.

"Oh can you imagine what this dress will look like? Hopefully she'll have something I can wear."
>Twilight seems ecstatic at the silly pony designs.
>You can't help but mockingly laugh.

"Yeah you'd make a cute pony Twi."
>You can tell by the look on her face that she doesn't know if that's an insult or a compliment.
>Pinkie eagerly chimes in.

"A totally cute pony you already have one's chin!"
>Twilight's face flushes red and you can't help but laugh.

"So Twilight did you put your name in for the Fall Princess?"
>Pinkie asks; causing Twilight to blush even more.

"Oh no, I don't think that'll be necessary. Besides I haven't even found a date yet. . .
>She slowly looks at you before eying the ground.

"No date?"
>Pinkie quizzically asks.

"That's a quick fix!"
"That's a quick fix!"
>Before you could react Pinkie pulls out a bright pink streamer from her hair and wraps it around you.
>She manages to catch Twilight with the other end, pulling the two of you close together.
>Finally she spins the streamer upwards letting it go.
>You and Twilight can hardly react too Pinkie's stunt. Finally both of you manage to look back and watch the streamer gracefully fall over the two of you.
>SNAP.
>Both of you look back and pinkie who is now holding a camera.
>Smiling she snatches the picture it spat out while nonchalantly putting the camera away under her shirt between her bra.
>What? Is all you can think too yourself. do girls actually use those as a pocket? That must be convien- Oh wait it's Pinkie Pie. . .
>You notice Twilight is lost in thought as her back is turned away from you.
>Her eyes are transfixed on Pinkie's photo.
>It has the two of you looking quite perplexed as the pink streamer falls behind you two making a lazy heart.

"Wow."
>Is all you can manage to say.
>Twilight let's out a small meep as she quickly turns around to face you.

"Yeah. . ."
>The awkward silence is broken by Pinkie who in turn simply giggles.

"Come on you two, enough funny business back to work."
>Pinkie grabs your arm and pulls you off
>You quickly glance back to Twilight noticing she discreetly tries to pocket the picture.
>For the next hour or so it was business as usual.
>This time however you mostly helped hang up banners, posters, even got to sample some potential party sweets.
>You find yourself holding a ladder still as Pinkie stands on top of it trying to hang up a poster.
"Keep her steady Anon."
>That's easier said than done when it comes to Pinkie, she can't help but wiggle the ladder every three seconds.
>Deciding to take a safer stance you swing your body towards the front end and grab both ends of the ladder
>You look up trying to guess Pinkie's progress.
>Which gives you a prefect view up Pinkie's blue dress.
>And unless she was wearing the perfect shade of pink you'd guess she was going commando.
>Your face begins to flush as blood makes it's way downwards filling your member.

"Done!"
>You snap too attention as she makes her way down the ladder.

"Well what do ya think?"
>You start to stammer not knowing what to say.
>She takes a few steps backwards ignoring your weird behavior.

"Hmm, It's kind of crooked. If only it could. . ."
>You glance back up the ladder and see the poster gently droop to the right.

"Perfect!"
>She triumphantly says.

"Welp that wraps it up for today Anon let's head back to Twilight and have a celebratory Sarsaparilla."
>You meekly nod before walking slowly behind her.
>Christ your body has a mind of it's own.
>The two of you make your way back to Twilight and casually relax.
>You gotta hand it to Pinkie she knows what a good drink is.
>The three of you sit together quietly sipping on your sodas.
>Your eyes can't help but wonder over to Pinkie Pie.
>You know exactly what you saw beneath that ladder.
>Her chubby legs parting; revealing her sweet treasure.
>Her pussy looked puffy and it was completely bald.
>You continue to gawk at Pinkie slightly shivering at every gulp she takes from her sweet drink.
>Her eyes unexpectedly meet yours as she gives you a cute wink.
>She playfully starts to twist her curly hair as she seductively takes another deep swing from her sarsaparilla.
>You can't help but turn beet red as your cock starts to stir.
>She finally lifts up her skirt revealing her sweet puffy lips. They're glistening with her arousal.
>A wicked smile creeps on her face as she takes her bottle and gently pushes it between her thighs.

"ANON!"
>You quickly jump startled as Twilight's voice breaks you from your daydream.
>Both girls are staring at you confused as you mutter incoherently trying to think of an excuse.

"Heh, sorry girls I guess I just zoned out from working so long."
>Twilight briefly gives you a concerned stare before her playful demeanor picks up.

"You call two hours of setting up streamers hard work?" "Poor little guy me and Pinkie worked. . ."
>She gets cut off from a ringing phone.
>Twilight jumps briefly from the sound before she realizes it's hers.
>She fishes her phone out of her pocket and answers it.

"Hello?" "Oh hey Shiny!" "What?" "Of course I let Spike out before school!"
>You and Pinkie stare at Twilight; listening as her conversation continues.

"What do you mean he got into your room?" "Don't yell at me!" "FINE!"
>With that she snaps the phone shut and tosses it on the table.
"Sorry guys I have to go. My dumb big brother is blaming my dog for chewing up his room."
>Pinkie gives her a reassuring look.

"That's fine. In fact it's cool if both of you leave, you guys have been a super duper help! With you two we'll easily have everything ready for the Formal."
>You take that as a sign from God too quickly get out of here.
>Not only does that mean no more work but it also means no more disturbing thoughts.

"Are you sure Pinkie I mean. . ."
>Again she's cut off by her ringing phone.

"Darnit Shiny."
>She grabs her phone as she makes her way out of the room.
>Both you and Pinkie give her a concerned stare before quietly chuckling too yourselves.

"Well it was fun I guess I'm gonna bounce too."

"Sure thing Anon just remember same time next week."

"Aren't you gonna clean up and head out too?"

"Nah, I'm gonna give Rarity's designs a once over again before I start to pack up."
>With that you walk outside and wave her off
>Twilight's barely in sight. You see she's still on the phone arguing with her brother Shiny.
>She's too preoccupied to walk home with you figure.
>With that you decide too make your way back to your locker.
>The hallways sure feel weird when no one's around.
>Normally they're brightly lit and full of students; but now they're dark and devoid of life.
>You feel a familiar urge start to build up inside of yourself.

"This is stupid."
>You say out loud.
>You'll get caught, this wasn't like the last two times.
>You walk back and forth in front of your locker for what seems like hours.
>Reason seems to be winning your internal argument.
>It's just not worth it you finally think to yourself as you head towards the front doors.
>Before you get a chance to open them a quick flash of Pinkie's Bald pussy getting stretched by her soda bottle runs through your head. Stopping you.
>You remember how defiant Sunset was; how fun it was to break her and listen to her scream.
>You remember Sweet and innocent Fluttershy whining as you used and abused her soft body.
>Every thing will be fine. Twilight heard you were getting ready to leave. She's all alone, waiting.
>The sun now fully sets leaving you to bask in the dark halls.
>You slowly fidget back and forth as your hand reaches inside your pocket as you pull out your black ski mask (+1 armor +5 stealth.)
>You know you can't fight it. Instead you should just give in and let it happen. The consequences are future you problems.
>You head back to your locker and grab your jacket quickly throwing it on.
>You want to cover up as much of yourself as possible.
>The last thing you want is to be recognized by Pinkie Pie.
>You slowly make your way too he prep room.
>Glancing inside you see Pinkie has her back to the door.
>She's sitting down taking light puffs of helium before looking at another one of Rarity's designs.

"Oooh pretty!"
>She apparently finds her high pitched voice amusing.
>Quickly you make your way inside; ready to pounce on your poor unsuspecting victim.
>You forcefully grab her waist pulling her close to your body.
>She gives off a high pitched squeal from the helium.
>You can't help but laugh at that; as panic starts show on her face.
>She quickly jumps backwards trying to topple you over but you manage to push her forward.
>Her stomach is on the table and her cute butt is sticking straight up.
>Felling it was the best move you slap her ass hard causing a small tremor to spread across her body,
>Her body freezes from the shock.
>You quickly pull up her skirt revealing her tight little butt.
>You we're right. This girl didn't have anything on under skirt.

"What's this? Good girls are suppose to wear panties." "Do you know what kind of girls walk around without panties Pinkie?"
>You slowly topple over her body so you can whisper in her ear.

"Sluts."
>She starting to hyperventilate as she tries to form any coherent sentence.
"Sluts."
>She starting to hyperventilate as she tries to form any coherent sentence.
>You stand up straight and playfully slap her rear again.
>The small shockwave her body gives at each strike is adorable.
>You strike again, and again. Switching between her bubbly cheeks with each strike.
>After the twentieth or so slap two red hand prints are easily distinguishable. on both sides of her butt.
>Finally her voice cracks as she starts to speak;

"Why?"
>She looks up at you with her sparkling blue eyes as tears start to stream down her face.
>You grab her by the hair and twist her around forcing her newly bruised ass on the table.

"This is your fault Pinkie." "You put these sick thoughts in my head." "Ever since I caught a glance up your skirt and saw your puffy cunt You've haunted my mind."
>Her hair actually seems to deflate as she looks at the ground unable to meet your gaze.

"How long have you been walking around these halls with your juicy pussy on display huh?" "Don't you dare cry or ask why?" "You know damn well what a little cocktease you are!"
>Her head slowly lifts up; tears still stream down her face.

"I'm sorry." "I've been such a bad girl." "But. . . It just feels so good, so naughty when I'm not wearing undies." "Please. . .I'm sorry."
>You grab her chin and force your tongue in her mouth kissing her harshly.
>Breaking away you whisper;

"Don't be sorry Pinkie Pie. Just accept your punishment."
>Her eyes go wide as you pull her to her feet.
>With one swift motion you tear off her skirt leaving her naked from the waste down.
>Your hands worm their way downwards as you grab at Pinkie's puffy bald lips.
>You feel immediate moisture.
"Ha! I knew you were loving every second of this you little skank."
>Her arms go limp as she momentarily stops struggling. Letting you explore her hole as much as you want.
>Expecting more of struggle you start to finger her more; you find her clit and pinch it hard.
>That causes her body to jump as she lets out a loud squeak
>Hungering for more your other hand makes its way around towards her back.
>You grasp her butt hard causing her to shriek again.
>Your idle hand parts her cute cheeks and starts to press on her back entrance.

"No please!" "Not there it's dirty."
>She starts to weakly struggle again before you pinch her clit again causing her body to comply.
>Your finger gently pokes and prods her back door before you finally swap it across her soaked pussy.
>Wetting your finger you worm your way in her back entrance.

"Doesn't your cute little butt feel good Pinkie?"
>She doesn't speak instead she furiously shakes her head back and forth causing her hair to deflate more.
>With one hand working her back door you start to use your other on her front entrance.
>A devilish idea comes too your mind as you stop your frontal assault.
>Instead you scan the table Pinkie's sitting on looking for your special weapon.
>Finally you find it. An empty sarsaparilla bottle.
>You grab it and make your way back towards Pinkie's soaked cunny.
>Sliding the neck of the bottle up and down her pussy you get it nice and wet.
>She jumps at the new sensation.

"Please don't. . . Don't put that inside me it won't fit! I'll tear please don't hurt Pinkie's pussy."
>The poor girl is borderline hysterical but you don't care. All reason and empathy is gone. All that exists is filling your hunger.
>You line up the tip of the bottle to her entrance and start working it's way inside her.
>Her lifeless arms shoot up and wrap themselves around your neck.
>She screams out in pain as you push deeper inside.
>You get about three inches inside before the bottle starts to stretch in size.
>If you push any further you will rip this poor girls pussy.
>You gently fuck her pussy with the bottle and probe her butthole with your fingers.
>After her sobbing starts to subside you feel she's ready for more.
>You work another finger inside her ass as you start to push the bottle deeper inside her pussy.
>Her arms jolt as she screams from her sudden fullness.

"Please, your hurting me!" "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've been such a bad girl please stop!"
>Her voice deepens hoarsely as you manage another inch inside her stretching her walls immensely.
>Her fingers start to dig deep into the back of your neck as she clutches on to you for dear life.
>You can feel her finger nails break your skin as blood starts to trickle down your neck.
>But that won't stop you you push in another inch stretching her poor hole even wider all the while you mercilessly finger fuck her ass.

"Pinkie's a bad girl, Pinkie's a bad girl, Pinkie's a bad girl!"
>She chants hysterically as she continues to beg for you to stop.
>Finally her body violently shakes as you can feel her ass constrict around your fingers.
>You hope her tight muscles don't break the bottle as she continues to squeeze down riding her intense orgasm.
>Finally she let's out one last sob before your crotch gets engulfed in a warm wetness.
>You look down at Pinkie's stretched hole as urine starts to trickle down her legs.
>She lets go of your neck and also looks downwards at the damage you've inflicted.
>You let go of the bottle and start to remove your fingers leaving Pinkie standing there in silence.
>The bottle eventually starts to slide down her legs as you hear a pop when it finally breaks free.
>Pinkie continues to look down lifelessly before she breaks out in hysteria.
>She starts to laugh manically as tears start to stream down her face again.
>Her psychotic laughs turn to sobs as she starts to cry painfully; finally her legs give out and she falls in a puddle of her own urine.
>She manages to roll into the fetal position as she continues too cry to herself.
>You walk out saying nothing; leaving the poor girl to wallow alone.
>As you make your way towards your house still soaked from the poor girls urine, your cock starts to get painfully hard.
>When you in your room you strip yourself completely naked and begin to furiously masturbate.
>Your cock has never been harder; your head is a deep shade of red bordering on purple as you continue to stroke.
>Somehow it just isn't enough! you continue to beat off as waves of pain start to form around your prick.

"Cum on! Fuck it's starting to hurt."
>You reach down and feel how full your testicles are but your orgasm just refuses to cum.
>Mental images start to flood your mind.
>"You should have raped her." "Why didn't you stick your hard cock inside her slutty cunt."
>More images of you brutally raping Pinkie's poor holes fill your mind until finally you get some release.
>However it's not the release you expected; some pearly white cum does start to dribble from your crimson cock.
>But it's not enough. . .
>No you need more; God you need more.