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[copied from https://pastebin.com/33CuUEJu ]
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[original author ETIQUETTE ]
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"[Silly] I stress. You stress. Estrus"
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>Day estrus in P0nyville.
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>You've heard stories about this time of the year.
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>Horrible, horrible stories of the things that happen to unwitting stallions.
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>Applejack's rape dungeon.
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>Twilight's [INDEX] room.
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>Pinkie's "special cupcakes."
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>These thoughts give you chills.
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>Luckily for you, you're a human.
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>And estrus only effects mare's intent with stallions.
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>There's no way they'd be attracted to a big ape man.
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>Rarity pretty much said that straight to your face when you first met.
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>The only one who'd be remotely interested would be...
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>You-know-who...
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>You finish your morning routine and stroll confidently out the door.
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>You take a deep breath and get a lung-full of that nice country air.
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Time to go see my friends.
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>As you StruttinLeo.png down the road leading to P0nyville, you feel a strange sensation in the back of your mind.
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>It feels like you're being watched.
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>Must just be Saffron Apprehensive.
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>She was probably just late to her knocking appointment with your door.
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>You pay it no mind and continue down the road.
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>You arrive at the heart of P0nyville to find it largely deserted.
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>The marketplace is a ghost town and there's hardly a mare in sight.
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>You guess this estrus thing is a bigger deal than you originally thought.
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>You're about to turn around and head back home when...
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>You feel that:
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>"Fluttershy-just-got-a-wingboner-and-is-stroking-to-the-thought-of-you-covered-in-molasses" feeling again.
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>You look back over your shoulder and notice that a herd of mares has formed behind you.
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>They're all sauntering over to you seductively with bedroom eyes.
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>"Aaaaaaanoooooon..." They moan your name in a cacophony of pitch.
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>You tense up. You've heard many a moan like these before.
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>Since you were such a stud and all back home.
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Oh, my... Girls, would you look at the time...
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>You mime looking at your wrist as if you were wearing a watch.
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>Oh right, you ARE wearing a watch.
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>It's your novelty 'half-past-rape' watch that you bought online before you got transported here.
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>Why the hell did you think that wearing that today would be a good idea?
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>You take off running back to your house.
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>Gotta go fast!
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>Pegasi are flying full speed, dive-bombing your ankles like mortar shells.
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>Zaps of unicorn magic are whizzing by your head and striking the ground around you.
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>The earth under your feet is trembling with a stampede of hooves.
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>You wish you had a second to take in what was going on.
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>You'd bet you look pretty fucking awesome right now.
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>Finally, you make it inside your house.
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>You lock the door and slam as much furniture against it as you can.
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>For the first time since you moved in, you appreciate the miniature size of your home.
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>There was only one door, and the only window was too small for p0nies to squeeze through.
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>You slump up against the wall farthest from the door and sigh in relief.
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>There's a pounding on your door and more moaning from outside.
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>You curl up and tremble.
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>How long could you hold out?
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>Why is this happening to you?
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>How long did estrus last, anyway?
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>Who WAS the Mysterious Mare-Do-Well?
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>You're jolted from your thought process by a slamming against your door.
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>You shakily crawl backwards into the corner as your ears are flooded with the sounds of horny mares.
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>"Aaanooooooon..."
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>The door rumbles and shakes.
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>"Aaanooooooon..."
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>You're sweating and shivering, praying for the door to hold.
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>There's a constant, lethargic beating on your door now.
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>Each quake shakes the mish-mashed furniture blocking the door, scooting it towards you several inches.
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>You want to brace the door, but all your possessions are already piled up.
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>With one final heave, your door bursts open, sending furniture in your direction.
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>You want to scream and run, but you're paralyzed with dread.
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>The black mass of p0ny desire moves to swallow you whole.
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>This was it.
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>You were going to get raped to the bone.
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>Goodbye Mother.
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>You're being smothered by the black shadowy mass that is every mare in P0nyville.
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>You close your eyes and surrender yourself to the will of lust.
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>But...
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>Nothing happens.
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>You open your eyes and stare blankly at the group in front of you.
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>They're all lying on their backs and looking up at you expectantly.
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>"Aaaaanoooooon... We want belly rubs..."
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