/Flutterrape/ Blooming With Rape Tendencies


                                            >You are living in the world of G5 after Starlight helped teleport you and your property to the future so you can get away from the rapist named Fluttershy.

                                            >So far, you were enjoying your life in the future despite everyone looking weird. You just chalked up their appearances as a result of a nuclear war between the ponies and griffons.

                                            >At least they were kind enough to let you be connected to the electrical grid and you even made friends with some of the residents; you gotta be buddy buddy with them in order to receive free shit.

                                            >You were playing the best game ever made by your species: ToeJam & Earl

                                            >You were having a gay ole time with the game until you heard your doorbell ring.

                                            “Ugh, who can it be at this hour?”

                                            >You sauntered up from your couch and lazily trundled through the house as the knocking became frantic and louder.

                                            “I’m coming! Hold your damn horses! Heh, horses…”

                                            >You reach the door handle and flung the door inwards, causing the door to hit the door stopper with an audible thud.

                                            >You look down in front of to see a pony. She looked almost identical to your arch nemesis, except she had six flowers arranged in a circle as a cutie mark, a ribbon in her mane and tail, and completely wingless.

                                            >You heard stories about this mare, named Posey Bloom, from the future-now-present bearers of the Elements of Harmony.

                                            >They told you about how she’s extremely racist against any creature that isn’t an earth pony. So the bearers, especially Sunny and Hitch, told you to just stay out of her way so she wouldn’t file a report to the sheriff’s office… or have the entire town attack you with tomatoes.

                                            >You were snapped out of your daze as you heard Posey loudly clearing her throat.

                                            “Oh, sorry about that, Posey, I wa-”

                                            >”Shut up, you damn monkey, and buck my holes!”

                                            >You were taken aback by her sudden demands to have her ravioli invaded by your tortiglioni noodle.

                                            “Ex-fucking-cuse me?”

                                            >”YOU HEARD ME, CHIMP!!! GIVE ME THAT DICK SO I CAN I HAVE YOUR FOALS!!!”

                                            >You were already tired of Fluttershy’s ploys for copulation and now you have to deal with Fluttershy 2.0’s demands.

                                            >So as a stroke of genius your big chimp brain concocted, you slam the door right into Posey’s face.

                                            >You walk back to your couch as a thought of Fluttershy’s simp, Discord, crosses your mind.

                                            “Dammit, Fluttershy, did Discord fucked you so you can spread your rape genes to your future kids?”

                                            >Silence rings out for a moment until you hear the sound of wood splitting in two. As you turn around, your door bursts open into a thousand splints.

                                            >You fell as the shockwave of the buck hit you like a train.

                                            >You look up and see Posey rushing straight towards you with lustful rage in her eyes.

                                            >”I NEED YOU, CHIMP!!!”

                                            >She screeches before she lowers her head towards your pants.

                                            >Noticing this, you scoot back just in the nick of time as she misses your zipper and tears off a piece of your pant leg.

                                            >You kick her in the head with the sole of your shoe, causing her to get dizzy for a bit as you take the opportunity to get up.

                                            >She shakes her head to get the dizziness out of her before she returns to her lustful rage.

                                            >She notices that you disappeared out of the foyer.

                                            >”OH!?!? PLAYING HIDE N GO SEEK, APE!?!? WELL, THAT WON’T STOP ME FROM FINDING YOU!!!”

                                            >Her hooves stomped hard against the wooden floor as she trots to the living room.

                                            >”I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!!!!”

                                            >She screeches as she begins to use her hind legs to buck your sofa over on its back before going through the room breaking your items.

                                            >As she does this, you look through the slightly ajar closet door.

                                            >Thinking to yourself, you were glad that she wasn’t destroying your copy of ToeJam & Earl.

                                            >But as you were about to thank the good Lord, you noticed that Posey was looking over to your TV set and your copy of the best game ever made.

                                            >At a moment, time slowed to a crawl as you see Posey reeling up her hind legs.

                                            >You HAVE to save that game; your life depended on it.

                                            >You threw open the door and let out a mighty exclamation.

                                            “DON’T TOUCH THAT GAME, YOU ESTRUS-FILLED BITCH!!!”

                                            >With flames in her eyes, she turns around and charges for you.

                                            >You begin to run as the crazy yellow horse chases you around the house.

                                            >You try to slow her down by throwing and knocking shit down all the while you’re screaming like a bitch.

                                            >Finally, the two of you enter the garage with Posey at the doorway beside the garage door and you at the far end.

                                            >”I HAVE YOU NOW!!!!”

                                            >She screams out in a tirade about what she is going to do to your man bits while slowly trotting over to you.

                                            >Her ever closing trots causing you to sweat as you look frantically at the storage in the hope of finding something to defend yourself with.

                                            >You saw your old motorbike, a canoe, boxes full of stolen valuables, one of Pinkie’s hidden party cannons, a chest freezer full of dead zebras…

                                            >Wait…

                                            >PINKIE’S PARTY CANNON!!!

                                            >She was very close to your crotch, catching a whiff of your scent as she moaned in pleasure.

                                            >Taking advantage of her distraction, you hopped over the cannon and slammed the red button on said cannon with your fist.

                                            “SAYONARA, YOU FUCK!!!”

                                            >Posey never got the chance to react as the party cannon shot out a shockwave-like blast full of confetti.

                                            >She gets blasted straight through your garage door, causing a Posey shaped hole to appear in the process, and straight into Maretime Bay.

                                            >You look at the Posey shaped hole in the garage door and are reminded of the broken front door and trashed living room.

                                            “Fucking Posey Bloom.”