>You’re in your shower.
>You forget how many days it’s been since you had one.
>Traveling to a pony infested world for a few days really made you reek.
>Mainly just lots of sweat and a mix of old fruit.
>You blame all that pony poon.
>You finish up and dry off.
>You smell Irish Spring fresh.
>*Fuck ya*
>Time for some vidya games!
>You head to your room.
>You ponder what to play.
>As you walk into your room you notice your 360 is missing.
>You panic for a few seconds.
>Then you remember that brat Scootaloo somehow got your 360 into the basement and figured out how to hook it up to the tv.
>Scootaloo....
>Her expression when you first came back was nothing but horror.
>She even wet the carpet when you first walked in.
>In fact all 3 of them looks scared shitless to see you back.
>Thinking back you never did to fully enjoy that little plot fully.
>You also never had the chance to molest a filly in Equestria either.
>Your mind begins to think.
>The ideas start clicking.
>You smile and grab your favorite knife.
>You go into the basement.
>You put your ear to the door.
>FINISH HIM!
>You slowly open the door.
>You see Scootaloo’s back to you.
>You also notice her new gamer cutie mark.
>The other 2 are watching her play.
>Where the hell is Derpy?
>They look scared of the game.
>You watch the screen
>oh god not the Kung Lao finisher!
>You watch as the character knocks the opposite down and pulls their body into a spinning hat blade.
>That one always made you cringe and feel sad in the pants.
>*And that girls is ho-*
>Scootaloo turns to the girls but then notices you.
>She goes silent and her eye pupils shrink.
>They slowly turn as well.
>Activate scary mode.
>*Heyyyy, girlssssssss........*
>You put on your creepiest smile.
>They scream and run under the bed.
>You walk to the edge of the bed and bend down.
>You see all 3 of them hugging each other in the corner.
>*Awww...didn’t you miss me~?*
>*D-D-D-DON’T HURT US!* Sweetie cries out.
>You take off your creepy smile for a second.
>*Don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you.*
>Put it back on.
>*I JUST WANT SCOOTALOO!!*
>You reach out and try to grab the orange filly.
>You manage to get the end of her tail.
>*NO PLEASE LET ME GOOOO*
>The tears are already flowing.
>You pull and she tries feverishly to hold on to her friends.
>*Leave her alone anon!* Applebloom says.
>*Don’t worry, I just want to play and little game with her...*
>You flash the knife with your free hand.
>They all stare in shock.
>Scootaloo screams again.
>*NO NO NO NO!!*
>With a mighty tug you finally are able to pull her from her friends and right to you.
>*NOOOOOO!!*
>She starts to try and kick your hand.
>You bear the pain and continue to pull.
>The other 2 just stare in fear and don’t move.
>*GIRLS HELP ME!!!* Scoots begs.
>You pick her up and wrap your arms around her small frame preventing her from kicking you.
>*Shhhhhhh....it’s ok Scoots. I just want to give a few new scars as a gift from getting your cutie mark.*
>You nuzzle her purple mane.
>She starts to hyperventilate and go full panic mode.
>*SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!*
>You walk out of the room and kick the door shut.
>*P-PLEASE ANON D-D-DON’T DO THIS!* She begs.
>You bend down and place her gently on the floor while still holding her down.
>*Before I give you those new scars you and I are going to play hide and seek...*
>You release your grip on the small pony.
>*You got until the count of 30...run.*
>She turns around and stares scared out of her mind...
>*P-please don’t...* Her eyes are watering.
>*1....*
>She panics and runs for the stairs.
>You hear her frantic hooves clop against the wooden steps.
>Suddenly you hear her banging on the door.
>*SPITFIRE! RARITY! FLUTTERSHY! ANYONE HELP MEEEEEEEEEE!*
>You smile like the sick bastard you are.
>*14!* You shout.
>The banging stops and she runs to hide.
>At the count of 26 it goes quiet.
>You get up and light a smoke.
>*Let’s have some fun...*
>You walk up the stairs knife in hand.
>*Scootaloo~Scoot Scoot Scootaloo~* You shout into the kitchen.
>You see the fridge door slightly open.
>That was way too easy.
>*Really Scoot is th-*
>You open it up and see Derpy eating an apple.
>She stops chewing and looks at you.
>You just stare.
>*Derpy get out of my fridge.* You say breaking the awkward silence.
>She quickly runs out with the apple in her mouth and back into the basement.
>Fucking pony.
>You close the fridge, flick the ash, and resume the hunt.
>You search for a bit on the main floor but she doesn’t turn up.
>You head up the stairs.
>You can hear a slight rustling sound coming from the bathroom.
>You advance on it.
>You go in and close the door behind you.
>*Now where’s my favorite little chicken.....~*
>You can hear heavy breathing coming from the shower.
>The curtains to it are closed.
>You smile.
>*Are you in the towels maybe~*
>You rummage through them.
>*No? Then maybe you’re in the drawers~*
>You start popping open drawers.
>Her breathing is picking up.
>You advance on the shower.
>*Not here either....then you must be...HERE!*
>You flip open the curtains and see the cowering pony.
>You flick your smoke at the toilet.
>It sizzles for a second and goes out.
>*nononononoo..........* She whimpers.
>You grab the water knob and blast her with cold shower water.
>*AHHH* C-C-Cold!* She runs to the edge trying to avoid the cold water.
>You laugh and undress.
>The water finally gets warmer.
>Scootaloo tried to escape a few times but the curtain and your foot prevented it.
>*Look at the bright side kid.* You say getting into the shower.
>You put the knife on the side in reach.
>She’s cowering in a corner trying to avoid the water.
>You notice her mane is off to the side of her face.
>It almost reminds you of Pinkie Pie.
>*This is my second shower in almost an hour. I’m extra fresh for you.*
>You grab her tail and sit down letting the warm water hit you.
>*Please don’t cut me...I-I’ll do anything....* She pleads.
>*Anything~?* You say with a smile.
>She reluctantly shakes her head yes.
>*Well....In that case....*
>You lean back a bit and place her on your lap.
>She stares at you with hurt and confusion.
>*Lets see if that little mouth of yours is any good shall we....*
>You turn her around and she’s greeted with a rock hard erection in her face.
>Her eyes go wide.
>She swallows back her tears and opens her mouth slowly.
>*That’s a good filly...* You reply as her lips kiss the tip.
>The water continues to beat against both you and the small pony.
>She starts to take as much as she can down your throat.
>Surprisingly she takes about half the length.
>*Ohhh...Seems your daddy made you do more then I thought....*
>You bring a hand up and rub her plot.
>She swiftly removes her mouth.
>*Please don’t talk about him....*
>Even with the water beating against her face you can see tears forming at the memory of him.
>*Continue on and I’ll stop.*
>You glide a thumb over her scars.
>She winces at the feeling but listens to you and resumes.
>You bring your second hand up and start to massage her tender flank.
>You can feel her body shaking trying to not be disgusted by your horrible act.
>If you were a bit shorter you would plow your face into that begging cunt for it’s flavor.
>*You’re doing very good Scoots...Now pick up the pace...*
>You push your fingers closer to her little orange slit.
>When you do that She gasps and picks up her speed.
>She even goes a bit further down.
>You think you found your new favorite cock sucker.
>You glide your fingers into her soft inner lips.
>She lets off a small moan into your cock.
>*oohhhh~That tickled~*
>*Stop...please....* She takes her mouth off and begs.
>*I didn’t say you could stop...*
>You pinch her vag softly.
>She eeps and quickly resumes to prevent any pain.
>You begin to slowly finger her tight little hole.
>She does her best to ignore it.
>You pull out a finger and taste it.
>Oh god.
>Oranges.
>Miniature
>Japanese
>oranges!
>You don’t know how it’s possible but it is!
>You grab her sides and pull her vag in front of your face.
>Her mouth leaves your dick with a small popping sound.
>*Wait what are you-ahhhhhhh!!!NO DON’T STICK YOUR TONGUE IN THERE!!!*
>You ignore her and dive your tongue into that sweet nectar.
>Your dick will be good for the time being.
>FUCK YOU I WANT ATTENTION!
>Can it dick.
>Showers always seem to make orgasms take longer for you anyway.
>You continue to lap up those filly juices.
>*Ahhhhhh......*
>Scootaloo starts to hit your abs hoping it will make you let go.
>You grab her sides tighter in response.
>*Please stop it.......*
>You reach for the knife and tap the side of the tub with it.
>She stops and stares at the wall knowing what that sound was.
>Her crying starts up despite her best efforts.
>You continue to tongue her juices until you’re satisfied.
>You turn her body so she’s facing you.
>*See was that soo bad~?* You say rubbing her cheek.
>*A-Are you do-done yet....?* She says quietly.
>You look into the broken ponies soft eyes.
>*Almost*
>You turn your head and look at your aching dick.
>So does she.
>Her lips start to tremble.
>*no....nonono don’t make me do....that....*
>You don’t listen and grab her again.
>You lower her body to it.
>*You will ride it...and you will do it by yourself.*
>You grab the knife again.
>She stares at the blade with dread.
>She makes her decision and positions her little marehood over you.
>She lowers it down.
>*Oohhhhhh myyyyy godddddd........*
>The feel of her tight hole is overwhelming for you.
>It’s almost choking it.
>You look at her face and notice she’s trying her best to not cry again.
>A+ for effort kid.
>She finally gets the head of it covered and a bit of the length.
>*I-I-I can’t go further....*
>Your satisfied with the result.
>*It’s good enough now.....start to move your flank up and down on it....*
>She obeys.
>She starts off slowly but soon enough picks up a bit of speed.
>*That’s a good girl...* You say rubbing her hand through her wet mane.
>You can feel that climax peaking.
>You decide to not say anything to her and release in her.
>She flinches at the feel of the juices enter her.
>She takes a moment to figure out what happened and then realizes you finished up.
>She stops and lifts up.
>*Did you just....*
>You nod your head.
>*C-can I go now....* She asks.
>You smile and grip the knife.
>*No.*
>her eyes panic and she tries to jump away from you.
>She lands in the curtains and get tangled up in them.
>The curtains fall from the rack and cover her.
>You slowly get up and grab wildly at the covered pony.
>*YOU SAID YOU WOULDN’T CUT ME IF I DID THAT FOR YOU!!!!* She screams.
>*I never said I wouldn’t....* You reply in a cold tone.
>You finally wrestle away the curtains and keep her pinned under your hand.
>*Now what should I mark you with....*
>She starts to freak out and scream.
>You reach for one of your socks and stuff it in her mouth and slap her.
>*Shut up I’m trying to think.*
>Suddenly the word hits you.
>You begin to crave into her tender flank.
>Muffled screams fill the small room.
>You finish up and look on.
>Left cheek has SL
>Right cheek has UT.
>She’s shaking violently and crying into the dirty sock.
>Her eyes are pin size and she’s staring at the wall.
>Blood is covering the fallen curtains.
>You remove the sock and she starts gasping for air.
>You lean in to her ear and whisper...
>*Daddy loves his favorite little slut....*