(You) get mindraped by a bat


                                            Yeah, it's pretty much a rehash and I'm not proud of how this one turned out. It's pretty shid even by my standards.

                                            Why the fuck I even keep doing this?//


                                            >Night bullshit in Equestria

                                            >You're walking through the dark alleyways in Canterlot, on your way back home

                                            >Despite Equestria being devoid of violent crimes, you still feel unsafe and fearful going through them

                                            >And not even because of your instincts and upbringing shaped by life on Earth

                                            >Shouldn't have stayed that late with your stallion buddies from your workplace

                                            >Usually you got home way earlier than that

                                            >And you weren't walking through the barely familiar neighbourhoods

                                            >But you couldn't refuse to accompany your bros in the bar for some Friday evening cider, right?

                                            >You were a true friend after all

                                            >But now you're regretting it

                                            >Never again, for your own sake

                                            >Going back to the actual reasons why do the alleyways feel unsettling to you

                                            >It's because of bat ponies

                                            >Creations of Nightmare Moon's dark magic

                                            >She was turning pegasi into some weird, vampiristic pony-bat hybrids as her guards and soldiers

                                            >They were known to hang around (sometimes literally) in those neighbourhoods during nights

                                            >Princess Luna hired them as her guards

                                            >A lot of bat ponies in the capital of Equestria work as guards, in fact

                                            >Often picked straight up from the caves in the forests of southern and central Equestria, since there weren't a lot of jobs there

                                            >But there also were also a lot of bats working for various jobs in the city, often predating Luna's return

                                            >The city crowd is different from the cave one

                                            >They're more assimilated among the Equestrian society, needing to reject their comparative immorality to fit in

                                            >Such as vampirism, as the cave bats often drank on their prey's blood, sticking to fruit juice

                                            >Or the mares abducting the stallions of other races

                                            >Raping and enslaving them

                                            >The enslaved stallions, the "thralls", exhibited some bat pony features without fully becoming them

                                            >But they've also served as their hosts, letting them to drink on their blood

                                            >And were also incredibly loyal and loving to their abductors, defending them no matter what, their thoughts almost always occupied with the the mares that mindraped them

                                            >The cave bats have all of that normalized

                                            >They would often give visits to the nearby towns for fruits

                                            >They wouldn't raid them just to take the lonely stallions for themselves

                                            >But if the stallons from the villages nearby the bat settlements got lost in a forest during night, they would inevitably become bat mares' husbands

                                            >Thus gaining a certain reputation on top of their ostracization in the Equestrian society due to their role as NMM's creations as well as pretty much taking the role as Equestria's vampires, even if Celestia kept the angry crowds from genociding them

                                            >After NMM's defeat, she gave the bat ponies a role as Equestria's forest guardians, protecting the country from unexpected bullshit

                                            >Now, unlike most vampires you've read about in fantasy books back on Earth, they had only a slightly longer lifespan than the three races, being around 95 years on average as opposed to 85

                                            >Going back from what you know about bat ponies to reality

                                            >Even the slightest shuffling sounds startle you, making you jolt

                                            >You heartbeart is getting more rapid

                                            >You walk faster, wanting to get out of this place sooner

                                            >You can't see any bat ponies, nor can you hear their characteristic screeching or snickering

                                            >But you can feel their presence, and those particular alleyways were known for a recent wave of bachelor stallions being abducted, right around those places

                                            >There weren't any slit eyes glowing in the dark

                                            >But still, getting abducted and turned into somepony's mindraped juicebox right now wasn't desirable at all

                                            >You end up in an alleyway without any exit in sight

                                            >Looks like you took a wrong turn while being lost in your thoughts

                                            >You notice a painting of a heart with leathery wings, and a seemingly unrelated couple of intertwined worms with stars on their ends being painted on the heart

                                            >Along with other graffiti being painted on it, but the heart with leathery wings captures your attention

                                            >Reminding you of bats

                                            >You attempt to run away, but as soon as your legs move, you feel alien feeling around your torso, holding you from running

                                            >Your heart is beating like mad in surprise, as you're being thrown to the ground

                                            >By someone you've expected and feared the most right now

                                            >It's a gray, blue-maned bat mare with yellow eyes

                                            >"Oh look, who we got here. It's our resident alien, walking in these alleyways, alone by himself."

                                            >The mare says in a mocking tone, letting out the charateristic snicker

                                            >You recognize this mare

                                            >When you've ended up in Equestria, you got taken to the Princesses' castle

                                            >This mare was one of Luna's guards, observing you

                                            >Thankfully, the Princesses didn't let the guards touch you, and all went well in the end

                                            >Until now

                                            >You try to scream for help, but her forehoof muffles you

                                            >You don't have a chance against a trained guard, but you still try to escape from her

                                            >You attempt to get up and around, but she firmly holds you to the ground still

                                            >Fuck, she's so strong

                                            >She didn't slack at her training at all

                                            >She snickers at your struggling

                                            >"Now now, don't even try to run away. It's all vainless. And I had my eye on you since I saw you in the castle."

                                            >She confidently says, sniffing you

                                            >Licking her lips, and her fangs

                                            >"Tell me, do you like mares?"

                                            >The gray thestral coos

                                            "N-no! I'm gay!"

                                            >That's a lie, you've never looked at males the wrong way

                                            >But her smile widens

                                            >It seems like she smells your lie

                                            >"Gay, you say? But I can smell your virginity. Guess you're not popular with the colts, areb't you?"

                                            >She says in a teasing tone, licking your cheek with her long, split tongue

                                            >"Must've been bad to be a faggot. Especially when you're a cute alien monkey, starving for a mare's gentle touch."

                                            >She says, with an inflection of a mock pity in her voice

                                            >She gets up from you

                                            >Seemingly letting you free

                                            >She leans against the graffiti-painted wall, smiling seductively at you

                                            >The mare flicks her tail, presenting her mare bits to your gaze, swaying her hips

                                            >They look... alluring

                                            >And they smell good, too

                                            >But you can't let the bat have you, and this is your chance to finally escape

                                            >You get on your legs as quick as you can, running away from the dead end

                                            >However, soon enough feel being grabbed and taken up into the air

                                            >The strong and trained guard completely overpowers you, leaving no chance for you to escape her

                                            >"Hopefully you do realize what we do with faggots around here in Equestria. And that's what I'm going to do now."

                                            >She growls, flying fast towards a fancy-looking neighbourhood

                                            >A drastic change from the alleyways you've been in just a minute ago

                                            >She flies into an open window of a large, two-store mansion, which appears to be her home

                                            >Looks like they pay her at her guard job really well

                                            >The interior looks comfy, elegant and lived-in

                                            >With various weapons being stored in a corner, and a bunch of figurines on drawers

                                            >Your captor drops you on the queen-sized bed

                                            >Laying on top of you, hungrily eyeing you

                                            >She menacingly licks her long, sharp fangs

                                            >You tremble in fear underneath her

                                            "L-look, I-I lied about being gay..." you stuttered

                                            >"Is that so?"

                                            >The mare tilts her head, expressing fake interest

                                            >She leans to your shoulder

                                            "O-okay, w-w-we can talk about i-" your scared mumbling is interrupted by the of feeling of the mare tearing a hole in your shirt

                                            >She licks and kisses your shoulders, before sinking her fangs down into your blood vessels

                                            >Causing you to yell in pain

                                            "Ahhh! F-fuck! It hurts so much!"

                                            >She doesn't stop indulging in your pain, twisting her fangs in your fresh wound

                                            >The thestral moans in pleasure, drinking your blood

                                            >Her forehooves caress the sides of your torso, mumbling the pain a bit

                                            >But still not enough

                                            "Aaaahhhh!"

                                            >You cry out in pain as the bat mare pulls her fangs from your wound

                                            >Her muzzle is stained in her blood

                                            >She's gazing upon you with all the primal, animalistic hunger she has in her

                                            >Moaning softly, licking the blood from her lips

                                            >You need to run, but you can't

                                            >She holds you firmly on the bed

                                            >"Mmm, your fears make it only tastier. Keekeekee."

                                            >She snickers, before tearing a fabric over your another shoulder, sinking her fangs down your bare skin

                                            "Aaaaaaaaahhhh, fuckfuckfuck! It hurts FUCK!"

                                            >You scream out of powerful pain

                                            >It feels like her fangs are tearing your skin apart

                                            >She moans louder in your wound, enjoying the taste of your blood

                                            >Apparently it tastes even better for her now

                                            >And your screams are merely music for her ears

                                            >She couldn't stop wiggling around, taking more of your blood

                                            >Your feel lightheaded, your lifeforce leaving you

                                            >Your captor pulls her fangs out yet again

                                            >There's even more of your blood on her face, staining her muzzle all over

                                            >She looks sultrily upon you, being drunk on your blood

                                            >"There's something I need you to experience, babe. And it will make you even tastier~" your vampiristic abductor seductively coos

                                            >You struggle with your adrenaline-powered muscles, trying to escape from your maniac and torturer, but with zero success

                                            >The trained guard holds you pinned down firmly

                                            >"You can scream as much as you want, but it will only make you feel really good."

                                            >A slight grin appears on her blood-stained face

                                            >"It's going to change your life because of how good it will feel. I promise."

                                            >You vainlessly put more effort into your struggling, whilst the mare licks your neck, humming as she enjoys the salty taste of your skin

                                            >Without hesitation, she bits into your neck

                                            >You squeal in severe pain

                                            >It hurts like hell

                                            >Your vision gets filled with black dots

                                            >You feel much weaker, your life leaving you

                                            >The incredible pain is all you can feel at this point

                                            >But suddenly, the pain falters

                                            >The life begins to return into your body

                                            >Your vision becomes clearer

                                            >The pain goes away from the aching wounds on your shoulders

                                            >The gray mare moans prettily into your neck

                                            >Her own brain being overwhelmed with ecstasy

                                            >She pulls away from your wound, looking into your eyes

                                            >She's so pretty

                                            >The gentle smile garnishes her blood-stained muzzle

                                            >There's so much of your blood on her fur

                                            >Yet you feel so alive, so light and full of strength

                                            >But you don't want to escape your captor

                                            >She's just so pretty

                                            >You could gaze at her big, beautiful yellow eyes all night long

                                            >You're ready to do everything she wants

                                            >To make her happy

                                            >Her pleasantly soft fur feels like heaven to touch

                                            >She smells like a mix of a fresh late autumn air and candles

                                            >But her fragrance feels like even more apparent than before

                                            >She leans her muzzle in, kissing you

                                            >Her prehensile pony lips overwhelm yours, but you don't mind

                                            >She inserts her thin, long tongue into your mouth, locking her lips

                                            >The taste of your own blood from her mouth doesn't feel as bad as it used to

                                            >Even if not taking the taste of her own saliva into account

                                            >Which has a hint of mango

                                            >Your blood still lacks the metallic taste

                                            >She explores your soft mouth, her tongue teasing your palate, wrapping itself around yours

                                            >Dancing around with it

                                            >She breaks the kiss, a string of bloody saliva connecting your mouths

                                            >The bat gazes longingly once more at you

                                            >"Clean my muzzle with your, uh, hand."

                                            >You're eager to satisfy her wish, wiping the blood away from her muzzle

                                            >She grins in satisfaction, her muzzle becoming less and less red

                                            >"Mmm, that's a good boy." she cooed

                                            >You feel on cloud nine, hearing the mare praise you

                                            >Words can't explain how making her happy makes you glad

                                            >The cocktail of ecstatic emotions overwheming you

                                            >You're done wiping her face from your blood

                                            >You lick the blood on your palm, causing the bat mare to snicker adorably

                                            >She gazes lovingly upon you

                                            >Caressing your torso gently

                                            >Before taking a seat on the bed, beside of you

                                            >"Take your shirt off." the thestral mare gently commands you

                                            >Without reluctance, you take it off, exposing your upper body to the mare's gaze

                                            >She bits her lips, shifting herself around so her wing thumb takes a hold of your pants, slowly dragging them down

                                            >You start to feel your member getting hard, the blood flowing to it

                                            >She frees your erection, hungrily staring at it while you help her take your pants off

                                            >Your dick painfully throbs, begging to be inserted into a warm vagina

                                            >The gray bat mare leans her muzzle on it, pulling your foreskin down

                                            >Kissing it, teasing it with her fangs

                                            >It feels even better than you've imagined

                                            >She suckles on your length for a bit, before letting it go

                                            >The pleasing sensations lingering still

                                            >"I can't handle it anymore!" the bat hornily exclaimed

                                            >She hovers her plot above your length

                                            >Her winking snatch drools on it, making you gasp in pleasure and arousal

                                            >She spreads her leathery, purple wings

                                            >Slowly, she sinks on your length, enveloping it in her velvety pussy, taking your virginity

                                            >The storm of positive emotions overtakes your brain

                                            >It feels even better

                                            >So good that you'd cum already

                                            >But you don't, there's still quite a way for you to actually cum

                                            >You cry out in pleasure, enjoying your bat owner having you for herself

                                            >You've never felt this good in your lifetime

                                            >It's like her wonderful, fertile garden sends the ecstasy throughout all of your body

                                            >"Stay still."

                                            >Your captor hisses in pleasure, riding your cock

                                            >Sending more of the insane pleasure to your body

                                            >Her cunt tightens around you as she claims you

                                            >You put your on the mare's flower marked flanks

                                            >Causing her to moan louder and ride you harder

                                            >Her quivering marehood grips you tighter

                                            >It feels like heaven

                                            >Your mare keeps torturing you with pleasure, turning minutes into hours

                                            >Listening to her cute moans and praises as she enjoys you

                                            >Telling you how much you mean for her

                                            >How much she wants you

                                            >And you're happy to service her with your body

                                            >"Ohhh, you're so good, baby~"

                                            >Every single of her praise makes you even happier, even more overwhelmed with euphoria and happiness

                                            >Her twitching cunt grips harder on you

                                            >She ramps her pace up, fucking you harder

                                            >You squeeze her flanks harder, feeling more and more pleasure from the mare bouncing on your cock

                                            >Her marepussy forms a seal around you, tightening around you harder

                                            >You wail in submissive pleasure, enjoying your owner fuck you nice and hard

                                            >Her moans get longer and louder

                                            >Hearing her moan is like beautiful music to you

                                            >It just keeps getting better

                                            >You've always coveted some marecunt at times

                                            >Looking at all those plump, well toned butts since you got in Equestria

                                            >But you couldn't even suspect that it would feel as good

                                            >From something you were afraid of, no less

                                            >You were afraid of losing your autonomy

                                            >But being subservient to a horny bat mare turned out to be heavenly

                                            >You're going to crave it a lot later on

                                            >Especially if she wants to have sex with you

                                            >The bat rides you harder and harder, nearing her own climax

                                            >You feel the pressure building up in your groin

                                            >But this time it feels much heavier than usual

                                            >"Impregnate me, cutie! Put a foal in me~!"

                                            >Your owner demands through her moaning

                                            >Her twitching pussy grips you really tight, as she cums

                                            >Covering your length and your crotch in her juice

                                            >You violently orgasm inside of your mare, shooting hot ropes inside her womb

                                            >Painting her walls white

                                            >She absentmindedly bounces on you, her rapidly winking clit throwing some of your semen into the sheets

                                            >Her maregasming cunt drains your balls

                                            >You've never came so much in your life

                                            >The incredibly powerful orgasm feels so long

                                            >So incomparable with anything

                                            >You keep cumming, filling your owner some more

                                            >Your head keeps being bumped against her cervix, making her cum even harder

                                            >She wails in pleasure, riding you very hard

                                            >Milking your seemingly regenerating cum from your balls to the last drop

                                            >It takes a while before you shared orgasms falter

                                            >You're surprised with the fact that you're still able to think straight

                                            >That your braincells haven't burned out from so much pleasure you've experienced

                                            >Was it magic regenerating them?

                                            >Probably

                                            >The thestral assaults your mouth once again, kissing you

                                            >Her lips mauling yours

                                            >She inserts her tongue inside of you once again

                                            >Shortly after, she pulls out, breaking the kiss

                                            >She looks at you, her gaze is a mix of love and satisfaction

                                            >Before she leans to your neck again, biting you

                                            >This time, it doesn't hurt

                                            >She moans in delight, drinking your blood

                                            >Eventually, she stops on her meal, facing you

                                            >"Gosh, you're even tastier than before. I can't get enough of you."

                                            >She says before leaving some more bites on you

                                            >After the last one, she sighs in content, nuzzling her blood-stained muzzle to you

                                            >You feel so good, knowing that you made your owner happy

                                            >You don't ever want to leave her

                                            >You're here to stay together with her

                                            >Your gorgeous, sexy owner

                                            "I... I love you. I'm sorry for lying to you and running away from you."

                                            >You confess to her

                                            >Her slit pupils widen

                                            >She gives you a passionate kiss on the lips

                                            >"I love you too, my handsome hooman. I always will."

                                            >She cooed, showering your face some more with bloody kisses

                                            >"Just know, this cave filly will devote her own life to geniunely make you happy."

                                            >She's so adorable and kind

                                            >Being mindraped wasn't a bad thing at all

                                            >Your captor still loves you and cares about your well-being

                                            >This fact makes you feel extremely ecstatic


                                            Epilogue

                                            >A year and a half have passed since that fateful evening

                                            >You and Midnight Blossom, the mare that took you, have married since then

                                            >And became parents of a bat filly

                                            >She inherited her mother's gray coat, but her purple hair is of a darker shade

                                            >And she has your eyes

                                            >Due to bat ponies' gregarious nature, Midnight had a lot of friends and relatives from the caves that could look after the filly when she grows up

                                            >But it's all nothing, compared to how much you love your daughter

                                            >She's a reminder of your union

                                            >Even if it's involuntary, but you don't care

                                            >Your wife does care a lot about you

                                            >She brings you some blood to drink on at times

                                            >Ever since you became her thrall, you needed it

                                            >And you constantly let her drink on you

                                            >Because as she said, nothing compares to your own blood

                                            >Your filly is a reminder that you left an imprint of your own DNA, that you managed to procreate

                                            >You're lulling your filly in her cradle, ensuring that she's having sweet dreams

                                            >Your daughter acknowledged you as her father since she felt you

                                            >She's always content with you around her

                                            >Making you just as happy as her mother does

                                            >Her own happiness being your own

                                            >You became a devoted father, always caring about your girl

                                            >You peck her on the soft cheek, covered in short fur

                                            >You carefully pet her, feeling the fur on her young body as she breathes, her small barrel steadily rising up and down

                                            >Brushing your fingers against her small, leathery wings

                                            >Before leaving to sleep

                                            >It's late into the day, and your beloved mare needs you in her bed

                                            >To feel your fingers sinking into her fur as you cuddle together


                                            It's all done now. Go home.