The Last Greentext Ever

>Be Rarity

>You're standing trial for your numerous crimes

>Sentence is decided

>Celestia sends you to Earth as a human for a year

>Oh shit no no no not that

>This place is as terrible as it is vast, it smells like shit, and you can't get used to working your goddamned fingers right

>Fuck

 

>Day 32 on Earth

>This isn't so bad

>When you arrived here you figured out that Celestia had arranged for you to have money and a place to live so you don't starve or freeze to death

>She achieved this feat by magic, don't have to explain shit

>All you have to do is write her some stupid letter every week to tell her what you've learned

>lol okay

>You get a computer, get internet

>Find 4chan

>AWWYEAHHH.jpg

>Browsing /b/

>CP thread

>thisisrelevanttomyinterests.gif

>Human children look strange, but it rustles your loins nonetheless

 

>Open thread

>nope.bmp, 404'd

>See another thread, OP image is an onion

>"Yes, let's find out more about what humans like to eat," you say to yourself

>Thread isn't about food at all

>What the fuck is deepweb

>Keep reading

>Anonymous network, hidden services... Realization dawns as you see the implications

>Get Tor, get started, set it up, launch dat bitch

>Find a link to a pastebin, get dem url's

>Find [redacted]

>Look at board listing, see hurtcore, clicky dat bitch

>OH SHIT NIGGER

>everythingwentbetterthanexpect.png

 

>Start saving pics, already masturbating furiously

>You finally figure out dem hands now that it matters

>Your pussy feels so nice, you're soaking the chair

>Reach up under your shirt, squeezing them fat titties, this is new as well

>Think maybe you will ask Celestia if you can just stay here when your sentence is up

>A rush of heat flutters through your belly as you continue to tease your clit

>You rub harder, sometimes daring to plunge a couple of your fingers into your cunt

>You're about to come with force

>Suddenly the FBI busts through the windows on ziplines

>Oh fucking no

>Jump up, hand still on your pussy lips

>They draw their weapons on you

>You're still standing with legs spread, defiantly massaging your sloppy wet twat

>They tell you to stop, get on the ground

>NOPENOPENOPE

>They take aim, only choice left

 

>Fluttershy comes bursting into the house, she's human too now

>"Rarity! Guess what I found! There's this really yummy place to eat CALLED TACO BELL OH DEAR CELESTIA WHAT ARE THEY DOING!?" she says as she notices the feds

>"Ma'am, stand back!" one of them yells.

>Fluttershy looks at you, and you simply nod

>Without taking her eyes off of your delectable pussy lips, she tears off her pants and aims her ass at the feds with the quickness

>Her belly rumbles once as a thin stream of brown liquid streaked from her ass. A warning shot.

>They all take a step back in sudden fear

>Arrogant rookie fed steps up and cocks shotgun

>Flutters lets him have it, right in the face

>Controlled blast, not going all out yet. But so much pressure that he dies upon the collision of the asshurt with his face

 

>They all back up more, but refuse to leave

>"Fluttershy, look!" you say as you turn around, bend over and delicately insert a sharpie into your pooper, pushing until it's buried in your guts

>AWW FUCKING SHIT

>OPEN THE GODDAMN FLOODGATES

>As she orgasms she releases the full fury of her chocolate hate, battery-brown coils of destruction issuing forth from her poop-chute with reckless abandon

>The deluge of shit surges from her anus in powerful torrents, laying waste to the feds as it tears through their body armor like it is paper mache

>They all lie dead now, anal-annihilated

>The dust settles on the battlefield

>You pull the sharpie out of your ass, a delicate little fart squeaking out

>"Oh hey Rarity I brought you some bean burritos." Fluttershy says. "And also some little girls to touch."

 

>You smile as she hands you the food and leads a couple of kids into the room, kicking the door shut behind her.

>"Very good, dear. Lock the door please." you say.

>"It's going to be a long night," you think as you wade back to your room whilst the squish-squish of the shit between your toes makes you giggle a little

>"Come, children! It's time to play!" you say as you beckon them to your room

>They don't seem happy at all about this prospect

>Your pussy gets even wetter as they begin to openly weep

>You take a bite of your burrito as you size them up

>You almost ask Fluttershy if she remembered to get some sauce when she was at Taco Bell, but reconsider

>You have two little hot sauce machines right here

>RAPEFACE.BAT

 

Continued in The Last Greentext Ever, Part Deux at (url pending)

Truncated to fit in a single IB post and re-imagined in prose: http://i.imgur.com/YWI8S.png