Original writefag of >>25931191

Jumping off from >>25936922


>And above all, commanding.
>You comply.
>You don't need her doing to you what she did to that wall. Or those chairs.
>Though you suspect your pelvis is about to take some super-strength-borne punishment.
>Getting you raped twice in two days...way to go, Twilight.
>"Lyra might have mentioned," begins Bon Bon, who stares intently at your hands as they fumble with your pants.
>"I'm normally not particularly into stallions, er, whatever the term is for human-stallions."
>Heh, she actually sounded less in-control for a second.
>It was a little cute.
>Would have been moreso coming from anyone other than a superhuman rapist.
>"But...I see why this is the human custom. It's got me soaking your floor right now."
>You crane your neck and, sure enough, there's a snail trail all over your house, roughly coinciding with where the fight went.
>Lyra's propping up her head on one hoof, regarding the two of you fondly.
>"I knew we'd make a good herd. Knew it all along."
>Bon Bon resumes control of the conversation.
>And you.
>"But we're going to start like this."
>And with that, she plants her cream-colored ass across your face.

>>25939919

>"I might be able to warm up to a dick, but I know I already love tongues."
>"Psssh, yeah you do." says Lyra, practically beaming as she raids your fridge for another drink.
>Your vision is dominated by her twin holes.
>Well, fraternal twins, at any rate.
>One is a big meaty pussy, wet, and smelling animalistic and fleshy.
>The other is a suprisingly small anus. Dry as any unlubed body part.
>And you don't really wanna smell it.
>You don't really wanna lick either one of these things either.
>Even though that puss is...appealingly wet. Slimy, really.
>Did that fight really do that?
>You might be in this one for the long-haul...
>There's a powerful *THUD*, the sound of a hoof on the floor next to you.
>"Lick something." she says, though it's a little hard to hear her with her fleshy flanks bulging around you ears.
>But you do.
>You tilt your head up so your lips touch hers, and stick your tongue out into her scented passageway.
>Almost immediately, Bon Bon tenses every muscle in her body, putting pressure around your face, and somehow feeling heavier.
>Fucking magic, physics-defying rapist horses.

>>25939933

>She shudders and moans for a bit, making a kind of warbling, shaking noise.
>"Dang, one touch. We raped the human, huh, Bon Bon?" says the familiar voice of your first rapist.
>"Y-yes! Yes we did!" Bon responds, and you realize that this cannot be anything other than an orgasm.
>From one touch.
>Jesus, how turned on *was* she?
>You lick again, suddenly remembering how strong she is, and the fact that you stopped licking for a second.
>Like a good boy.
>NO WHAT
>THAT IS NOT AN OKAY THOUGHT
>...You still do though.
>She rides out her orgasm, grinding into your tongue, your nose...everything.
>It gives you a good opportunity to savor her candylike flavor.
>You face is sopping wet with Bon Bon juice by the time she finishes.
>You hear a wet sound from Lyra's location.
>"Mmmm...That was hot. Human's mate cool." says Lyra, and you realize she's masturbating to the show.
>The wet sound repeats, with a familiar rhythm.
>Probably the same rhythm she rode you with.
>Well, at least she knows how she likes it. That should make things nice and eas-
>WAIT NO WHAT
>WHERE ARE THESE COOPERATIVE THOUGHTS COMING FROM
>Bon Bon, above you, speaks sternly.
>"You stopped licking."

>>25939942
>The fear hits you like a train.
>You don't know what to do except resume.
>"No, that's too late. You already messed up."
>aaaaaaah lick harder! harder!
>Get the rest of the mouth involved! Suck! Figure something out!
>aaaaaaa
>"But that's okay." she says softly.
>"This time." she says in that flat-commanding tone again.
>Accompanied by another *THUD* for emphasis.
>"Right now, I want to see why Lyra likes dicks so much. Finish taking your pants off."
>You realize they're still half on, and try to get to your feet to to remove them properly.
>And, you know, your underpants, which are still entirely on.
>But you don't get to your feet.
>You try, but all it accomplishes is pressing your face extra hard into Bon Bon's snatch.
>"Mmmmm. Yeah, get in there." says Lyra, those wet sounds getting a little louder.
>"That's your place, right? Pinned under one of our asses? I bet you love it, don't you?"
>The wet sounds get a little more intense, and she just 'mmm's for a while.
>"He was trying to stand up, Lyra." says Bon Bon, nonplussed.
>"Oh." the green mare replies.
>Then you hear her voice get mischievous.
>"Well don't let him! This should be reeeeeally rapey. That's the right way. Twilight said!"
>"I know." Bon responds, matter-of-factly.

>>25939957

>Then to you she says.
>"You're not getting up. Take your pants off with my pussy right where it is."
>You feel her crotch flex and twitch as she says that.
>One of the pinches to your nose actually hurts a bit.
>How fucking strong is this mare?
>A voice in your head says 'too strong to deny'.
>You don't acknowledge it.
>You just obey her command.
>You slither your body like a sine wave as your hands work to get your pants off.
>Feeling a slight shift in the distribution of Bon Bon's weight on your face, you realize she's looking intently at your groin.
>Anticipating.
>You work those off the same way - it's a little easier since they're smaller.
>You don't need to be told.
>You're a good boy.
>NO YOU'RE NOT
>YOU'RE A BAD BOY
>A VERY BAD BOY
>'and bad boys get punished' says that voice, seemingly coming from nowhere.
>You realize with a sinking feeling as you take out your dick for the use of your two rapists, you might be in this one for the long-haul...

>>25939968
All for now.
Gotta get dat real pussy.

As always, any point is hijack-able.

>page 5
OP can't bump. Someone post.

>>25940053
Not the same anon buy bumping on the same page

If bully Celestia writer is still here, please continue. If not, did he drop a pastebin or something?

>>25940785
Would you like to have that short 3 post story added to a pastebin? I thought it was a little short to pastebin; I'm currently writing for the rarity /ss/ thread right now, though, and won't continue the bullyestia tonight.

>>25940836
A pastebin would be great, so if this thread dies or something I can still check for updates. I really enjoyed your writing.

>>25941101
http://pastebin.com/4EjrYPbu If you're going to check anything else by me, be warned that I write mostly clop and trollfics.

>>25941143
I see a staggering amount of rape in there. You're ok in my book.

>>25939884
god damn it you people are sick.

>>25941249
>not wanting to be raped by a horse
dye

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>>25941811
>dye

Morning thread, guy that obeys quads here, gonna start scribbling away,
After sleeping on it, I have few things sorted out.
It will be just few posts starting from after Lyra rape, straightening that whole mess out and it all ending on somewhat comforting note.
Will post everything at once.
First time writing .
God save us all.

This guy >>25942536 here, finished up.
Just Few spelling fixes and done.

Continuing from >>25931883

>You wake up in your house.
>You barely remember crawling your way back in catatonic state they left you in.
>Its way past sunrise.
>You feel like shit, wanting nothing more than curl up in a corner and die.
>Suddenly, you freeze.
>A creek, followed by a stacatto of hooves on the wooden floor.
>You didn't barricade your door back.
>Nowhere to run.
>Nowhere to hide.
>You curl up even more, crying.

>>25944640
>You are Lilly.
>While on the marketplace, you overheard Lyra bragging about claiming human last night.
>Hard not to, with her shouting every detail out for the crowd to hear.
>You decided to try your own luck.
>Not like you were stealing him from her, Princess Twilight clearly stated that during courtship any and all mares can take a turn.
>And thats why you brought Daisy and Roseluck along.
>The three of you are standing right in front of Anons house.
>Its a mess.
>Windows are boarded up, lawn and flowers are in the state of ruin and door has various dents and scratches in places Lyra tried to force them to open over the last month.
>That mare was tireless then it came to that guy, everypony else lost interest after he locked himself up.
>She suceeded it seems, for they are alightly ajar.
>You hear excitement in Daisys voice.
>"Lets go."
>You open door wide with a creek and walk inside.
>Oh Celestia!
>It's way worse on the inside!
>Furniture was smashed to bits.
>Empty cans and other trash lying everywhere.
>You almost puke in your mouth at the smell .
>It stinks like full outhouse in the middle of the summer.
>What happened to this place?
>It seems girls have similar thoughts, by the looks at their faces.
>As you get further in, suddenly, Roseluck stops you two with an extended foreleg and a hushed tone.
>"Quiet! You hear?"
>You stand youe ears at attention.
>Are those sobs?
>Roseluck points her hoof to the room on the left and three of you quietly walk inside.
>Its Anon.
>He is crying in a corner, lying in fetal position.
>As you come closer, he starts mumbling something incoherent in between sobs.
>Is that seriously how this is supposed to look?
>Weird.
>Anyway, you exchange knowing looks with your two friends and start act on what you planned on the way here.
>You and Roseluck try to hold him, while Daisy moves in for the main deal.
>However, as you grab him, the quiet sobs turn into open wailing.
>Then you see his face.
>Its horrifying.

>>25944669
>Covered in snot an tears.
>Sunken and bloodshot eyes, with huge dark circles under them, pupils shrunk in histeric panic.
>Sunken cheeks give him malnutrished look.
>Hes whole body is shaking.
>And the screams.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"ITS ALL LIES!"
"NO MORE, PLEASE, NO!"
"I don't want I don't want I don't want I don't...'
>Its terryfying, yet you cant look away for some reason.
>Not until Daisys words make you snap out of your trance.
>"Did he just...?"
>You look at her, and after a moment of confusion you realize youre standing in a growing puddle of urine.
>He peed himself.
>You and Roseluck both let go of him and jump back.
>He curls up in a puddle of his urine and returns to sobbing.
>This is wrong.
>"This is wrong."
>We need help. He needs help.
>"Roseluck, run for Princess ..."
>Twilight?
>But she said it was...
>"Run and tell Spike to sent a message to Celestia, that Anon is hurt and needs her help! Quick!"
>As she bolts for exit, you turn to Daisy.
>"Nopony can get inside."
>She nods and goes to guard an entrance to the house.
>You sit down and watch Anon sobbing.
>Hope Princess gets there soon.

>>25944682
~~Three months later~~

>You are Lyra Heartstrings.
>Or, as guards call you, LH-0572.
>You were locked for past two and a half months in Arrest for Mentally Unstable Ponies, and you will stay here for the next year or so.
>It would be either much longer, or way worse punishment if not for circusmstances.
>Like everything about 'human mating rituals' Prin.. Sparkle told, being falsehood.
>Or that you didn't resist arrest.
>Or that you agreed to have a sesssion with a psychologyst every two days.
>Or that you really fucking regret this whole thing.
>He didn't even push for heavier sentence.
"Just leave me alone."
>Thats all he said at court.
>Compleatly broken.
>By you.
>You thought he wanted this.
>She said he wanted this.
>That whorse...
>She should had it worse than what they decided...
>...
>At least they let Bonnie go a week ago.
>Hopefully she will visit onece in a while.
>You wouldnt be surprised if she didn't tho.

>>25944697
>You're Anon, and you still can't sleep at night.
>Nightmares are too real.
>After Flower Trio found you, Celestia came.
>You almost died at the thought she also wanted ...
>Fortunately, it was not the case.
>After everything was explained, you were taken to the hospital and tended to by male nurses.
>When your got a bit better, came the court.
>You didn't say much there.
>You wanted for it to be over, to forget, not have to tell again and again what happened.
> Lyra and Twilight get off lightly, you think.
>One and a half year in mental institution for rapist, what a joke.
>Purple Idiot got her title of a princess and her magic privilages suspended for undetermined amount of time.
>She's under house arest and constant survialence for just as long.
>And if how serious Celestia was about it all is anything to judge by, It will be AT LEAST five years before she will feel grass under her hoves again.
>Also, visits limitted to two hours a week, that gotta hurt her.
>Good.
>You wont have to look at her for quite some time.
>As of 'Neckbeard', Luna assured you that he will never do something like this again.
>Ever.
>He might be dead, you think.
>Or rather hope.
>You can't have a mare within 3m of you without having a tiny panic attack every time.
>That made you even less of a social butterfly than before.
>Spike was a real bro to you during this time tho.
>It was nice to know that someone cared.
>Also, he brings fresh groceries every other day, so you dont have to market, where all those mares are.
>"You have to start working on that fear, you know?"
>He repeats that from time to time.
>You dont even know if it could be done.
>Every time a mare looks you in the eyes, you feel paralysed.
>Like a deer in the headlights.
>And they are everywhere.
>And if they all.....
>No.
>They wont.
>Its over now.
>You're safe.

>>25944727
>...
>You dont even know where to start with this whole fear thing.
>You went throu the mental list of all mares you know of, and every single one has something offputting about her..
>AJ could easily overpower you.
>Rainbow might play uninterested just to get close to you.
>Pinkie is unpredictable.
>Rarity you just plain dont trust because of her mannerism.
>Fluttershy... its always the quiet ones.
>Flower Trio wanted a piece of you.
>Celestia is intimidating, and so is her sister.
>There is just no good opt....
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
>Hm.
>Spike knocks four times.
>You agreed on this way back.
>Who could it be?
>You carefully approach and ask throu closed door.
"WHO'S THERE AND WHAT YOU WANT!?"
>You certainly dont expect an anserw you get.
>"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS COOKIE SELLERS, YEEEEY!!!!"
>You chain the door and open it a bit.
>Indead, three fillies with a wagon full of cookies behind them look up to you.
>"Want to buy a cookie, sir?" asks Sweetie Belle, holding up a box.
"No, leave."
>"But they are very tastey and cheap!"
>"Yeah, we baked them ourselves!"
>"Please?"
>You think for a second.
"How much?"
>"Just five bits!"
"Wait here."
>You close the door and go grab the money.
>Returning after a minute, you crack still chained door open and hand girls the money.
>"But how are you going to take your cookies?"
"Just slide the box throu the crack."
>After doing so, fillies smile and run away, supposedly to sell more cookies.
>You went to the kitchen and take one cookie out.
>Carefully tasteing a tiny bit, you come to assumption its neither poisoned nor drugged.
>You sit down, munching on could-be-better cookies.
>You smile to yourself.
"Maybe there is a way..."

Fin.

>>25944697
/mulp/ jokes about rape every thread and can still make the subject as dark and unsettling as ever. Quite a feat.

Tear me apart and whatnot.
What was wrong, what right, point out mistakes, whole nine yards.

>>25944775
Hm. Only complaint I have is Anon being pathetic as fuck and the ponies being OP as fuck, but that's needed for the trauma I suppose.

>>25944744
Thank you. That's what I was hoping for with this thread, an actual conclusion rather than an endless parade of grimderp.

>>25944727
But anon, we ARE the neckbeard

>>25944912
tfw neckbeard is a better self insert than anon

buump

>>25938025
And now for something different.
>He strides to the side and you follow suit in the opposite direction
>You hold your fist out, weighing the options
>He has a weapon, weight, healing powers
>You can't just hit him
>He brandishes the knife, breathing heavily
"Neckbeard, drop the knife!"
>He growls and takes a step forward
>You see his arm reach out towards you, attempting a jab
>But it's slow, and you easily dodge it, stepping to the side
>After he misses, he brings his arm around, slashing towards you
>You reach your hand out, gripping him by the forearm
>He gasps
>Looking at you
>And swings his other arm towards you
>It flails uselessly off your skin
>"LET GO YOU CHEATER"
>His fist thrashes against your back, thumping
>But you hold your ground
>And with both hands on his meaty forearm, start twisting
>He lets out a yelp of pain, and the knife clatters to the floor
>You kick it out of the way, and shove him
>He teeters, and you let go
>But then he puts a foot back, and regains his ground
>You take a step back, fists balled up and held up high
>At least you disarmed him
>Actually, he can't even hurt you at all
>You rub your back
>And crack your neck
>Your victorious expression fades away as you realize what he'd been doing
>You hadn't noticed in the melee, but now that he's closer to Twilight, he picks up her unconscious body
>And brings her head into his rolls of fat
"NO, DON'T!"
>"THEN GET BACK!"
>You hesitate, and he holds her closer to his folds of fat
>You step backwards, heart thumping
>This isn't fair
>"Hand me the knife."
>You shakily get down onto the ground
>"No, kick it over."
>And up you rise, bringing your feet to the knife, kicking it over
>He doesn't pick it up, because he can't bend down that far
>Now that you think of it, it made no sense for him to ask that
>You sigh
>Your combat skills can't help you here
>Only your negotiation skills
>You eyes look into his as you prepare yourself

>>25946376
>You lower your fists, even though the adrenaline still rages in your blood
>And take a deep breath
>You need to think for this one
>Your mind races as you think back on your private lessons
>How to play them, how to understand how they worked, how to get your way
>The memories surge back into your mind, and you take a look at him, eyeing all over his body
>Taking in his flimsy stance, his sweating facial expression, the way his arms are positioned
>And you understand
>It's now or never, Anon
"Did you lose weight this week?"
>It's a critical hit
>He blubbers for a bit, and his hold on the purple unicorn falters
>But you can't let down your assault now
>You lick your lips, preparing your next barrage
>Cough
>And
"Have you been working out?"
>His face blushes a bright red and you know you've got this
>You take a step forwards and he takes a step back
>His breaths are loud, heavy, panting
>"Y-you really think so?"
>Slow and steady now
>The situation is fragile and could turn on your any moment
>You take a deep breath and steel yourself
>Your eyes look into his, and you stare at it
>You give a small smile
"Yes."
>He squees
>His cheeks pinch up, and his eyes close a little
>"Oh my gosh!"
>He's like pudding in your words
>You've got this
>You take a another step further
>And you see he doesn't even notice
"You're beautiful."
>He squeezes Twilight into his folds as he shrieks in delight
>Fuck
>Too far
>You pushed him too far
>You take a few more steps forward, bringing yourself in front of him
>And take a hand onto his sweaty shoulders
>It's grimy in your hands, and you feel the wetness from his sweat
"I...I...."
>You meter out your stutters, perfecting the pauses
>His mouth opens widely in anticipation
"I...."
>You move your eyes to the side, feigning hesitation
>You think briefly of the time around Fluttershy, and feel your blush rising
>Perfect
>Your eyes move back to his, staring into those black pools of darkness
"I love you."

>>25946652
>He moans out in pleasure, and you feel his body wracking underneath yours
>You don't dare glance at the purple pony to betray your intentions, but you don't hear any drop
>He probably still has her
>It's hard to tell, his body fat seeing her from the edge of your peripheral
>Your hands gently rub against his shoulders
>It's for the greater good, you tell yourself
>You're the hero Equestria needs
>You lean your head in
>Eyes closing
>And feel his surprise when your lips lock
>Your other hand moves towards his cheeks, while the one on his shoulder moves to the back of his head
>He shouts, gasps into your mouth
>But he's hesitant, cautious
>Fragile, gentle
>And you lead
>Leaning him back
>You feel your stomach press against his fat
>You feel his arms around you, pulling you in
>Both of them
>Mission accomplished
>Except
>His arms are tight around you
>And you can't let go
>He squeezes you into his fat, as his tongue moves out experimentally
>Okay, Anon, you got yourself into this situation
>You saved Twilight
>But at what cost?
>You feel the folds of his fat slowly wrap around you body, sinking you in
>And his tongue breaches the seal of your lips
>You taste doritos on his breath
>And even worse, not just his breath
>Flecks of chips stick to your mouth, transferred from his tongue
>Does he not chew correctly?
>His tongue flicks against yours, and the sensation of crunchy chip flakes sends you shivering
>You can't break from this
>He'll kill you
>You arms start to get clamped together as the fat reaches your shoulders
>His hand runs down your side, moving to your belt
>And he reaches a hand in under your pants, patting against your asscheeks
>Not a-fucking-gain

>>25944744
Been a while since I laughed that hard. Well done.

>>25946795
>This is too far
>You didn't want it to be like this
>You can't be a matyr
>Not for Twicunt
>You start struggling
>And he moans into your mouth as you feel his finder reach between your ass
"M-mph..."
>Your words fall on deaf ears and you wriggle uncomfortably around
>His fat envelops you on both sides, and you're stuck
>He pulls back, finally, giving you a breath
>And you almost retch as you taste dorito on your breath
>"I-I love you too, Anon."
>You take a moment to catch your breath
>And then yell out loudly as you feel his fat finger prodding into your anus
>"I know you feel this."
>He smiles at you
>And you get triggered
>Flashes of Lyra flood your mind
>Her similar smile
>Her demonic eyes
>And the way she...
>She..
>Massaged your dick
>You feel warm folds around your crotch, squeezing
>N-no, he was using his fat to the same effect
>Your pants slide down, and you're unable to move in his fat to stop him
>And your cock rubs against his sweat rolls
"P-please, not like this."
>Your charisma has left you
>You're the victim now
>"You cannot resist."
>That knowing smile
>Maybe he knew all along what you were up to
>His finger breaches your sphincter
>And you cry out in pain
>Your member digs into his fat, and the massaging of his rolls hardens your member
>His motion thrusts you against his sweaty, sticky skin
>Each poke is pain
>And sends you visions of your earlier rape

>>25946925
>His index slides into your anus, and you feel sticky warm skin against your insides
>You gasp, and he takes the opportunity to lean in, locking his lips with yours again
>Your body shudders as your leaking tip scrapes against his skin, lubricating the folds of his fat
>You feel them squeeze around you, feel the heavy thumping of his overexcercised heart against your throbbing member
>His heart beats twice to your one
>But they are in sync every other beat
>His a perfect half-measure to yours
>He moans something into your mouth, and you get another hot wave of doritos
>His index slides deep into your ass, and then he starts sliding it out
>Your sphicnter hugs against his grimy hands as he keeps sliding
>And sliding, and you hope he takes it out
>Except he doesn't and he rams it back in, eliciting a shriek that's muffled by the kiss
>Your cock digs again into his folds of fat
>And to your dismay, you feel that the warmth and tightness starts getting to you
>And you feel your climax getting closer
>It's just not right
>You weren't aroused
>You just tried to save Twilight
>And she started all this
>Her body's prone on the floor
>And you feel closer
>And closer
>And you gasp into his mouth
>His finger pistons into your ass, as you feel the pressure finally release
>You cock throbs against his fat and spurts out what cum you have inside
>It flows out, splashing against the hydrophobic skin
>And surrounds your dick
>You hear the drip dripping of the cum falling to the flow, sliding off his skin
>And he pulls back, smiling at you
>You close your eyes and give a cry
>And so began the adventures of Neckbeard-Anon
>Anon forever cumming while stimulated
>And Neckbeard forever wrecking havoc on the pony population
Bad End

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