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A Dash of Rainbow

By AnonymousDashfag
Created: 2021-05-12 13:28:13
Updated: 2022-02-22 07:53:35
Expiry: Never

  1. A Dash of Rainbow
  2.  
  3. “Morning, Dashie! Whatcha doing?”
  4.  
  5. “Pinkie Pie? Oh geez, not right now! Be quiet, or you’re going to ruin it!”
  6.  
  7. “Ruin what? That thing you’re putting on-
  8.  
  9. “Hush! Now, look. See how I set it up just like this? When he opens the door, blam! I can’t wait to see the look on his dumb face…”
  10.  
  11. “Pretty old school, Dashie! You’ll probably get him good, though. Have fun!”
  12.  
  13. The loud conversation taking place outside of your bedroom window had managed to wake you up before noon today, so you couldn’t fault Dash for that at least. Without any real responsibilities in your small rented cottage in Ponyville, you had found it increasingly harder to justify getting up early like you used to.
  14.  
  15. As you groggily wipe the sleep from your eyes, you take a moment to reflect: Rainbow Dash was apparently going after you in your own house now, tiring of the increasingly mean-spirited pranks she had been subjecting you to in public over the course of the past week since you had met her. So what was it now? Bucket over the door? Trip wire? Is that the kind of “old school” Pinkie Pie was referring to?
  16.  
  17. It was hard to understand why you had to be the target. It was really quite frustrating. You decided at one point to talk to Twilight Sparkle, one of the smarter ponies in town, about your concerns, but she had claimed that Rainbow was giving you her version of a “welcome”, and that it was totally harmless. After the narrow escape from the incident with the bees, you couldn’t help but disagree.
  18.  
  19. Sighing, you figure it’s probably better to slip out the back and confront her about this. No use in playing right into her hooves, but there wasn’t any point in staying cooped up inside for fear of some stupid prank, either.
  20.  
  21. You put on a pair of sweatpants and slip your shoes on, and briefly consider hunting for a clean shirt before figuring the point was moot and heading out the back door shirtless.
  22.  
  23. Upon opening the door you are greeted with a welcome burst of warm sunshine. The day had already been well underway in Ponyville for several hours now while you slept. You only have a brief moment to consider this, however, because your attention is caught by a rough, heavy sliding sound, followed by a painful thump on your head. A bucket.
  24.  
  25. Well, it wasn’t bees this time, at least. It was honey. You groan in frustration as the thick mass makes its way down your head and shoulders. You barely have time to feel pissed about this before your thought process is disrupted due to another clang, followed by a shower of feathers.
  26.  
  27. “Wow Dashie, you weren’t kidding!” Pinkie Pie shouts before bounding out from her hiding spot behind a nearby bush. “It worked just like you said!”
  28.  
  29. “Bahahaha!” Rainbow Dash swoops down off of your roof, laughing hysterically. Her squeaky, high-pitched laugh is particularly grating on you as you feel your cheeks turning red partly out of embarrassment, and partly out of rage. “I can’t believe you fell for it…!” She shouts between fits of laughter. “See Pinkie Pie, I knew if he heard us talking by the front he’d try and slip out the back. He must be as dumb as he looks!”
  30.  
  31. Suddenly, her laughing stops and her gaze locks on your sticky, feather-covered form, particularly your bare chest. For the moment, you can do nothing but stand there in shock at the sudden assault.
  32. “I didn’t know that’s what humans looked like without…” She trails off for a moment, then regains her previous cocky demeanor. “Heh, you humans are even uglier than I thought. And,” she continues, picking up steam, “You look soooo out of shape. Do you even lift?”
  33.  
  34. Finally, you manage to bring forth a response: “I… what?”
  35.  
  36. “I’m super athletic,” she bragged, indicating her well-toned flank muscles with a hoof, “But you look like you just sit around all day doing nothing! Probably a bunch of boring human stuff…”
  37.  
  38. You’ve never been a confrontational person, and that wasn’t going to change now, as much as you wish you could will yourself to give her a real verbal thrashing. Regardless, you decide you had better say something to her, or this was just going to keep happening without a clear explanation.
  39.  
  40. “C’mon, now…” You say, unsure of yourself, though you can feel your voice picking up steam. “What’s your problem, Rainbow Dash? I swear, following me around, constantly pulling these stupid pranks, it’s like you’re obsessed with me or something.”
  41.  
  42. You expect Rainbow Dash to have a snappy reply, but there’s none. Instead, she sputters for a moment, choking on her words. Eventually she manages to get something out.
  43.  
  44. “It- it’s just because you’re so annoying! Like anyone would wanna hang around near you!”
  45.  
  46. With that, she flies off at rocket speed in a blur of rainbow mane. You give an angry sigh, looking around for Pinkie Pie to see what she had to say on the matter. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, she seems to have slipped away to do whatever it is that Pinkie Pie does.
  47.  
  48. As you stand there on your back step, contemplating, you become aware that the sticky mass of honey is now well on its way to drying into an even stickier, more uncomfortable mess. You’re shedding feathers with every movement as well, but there are plenty still stuck to your face and upper body. You think how it’s probably fortunate that you didn’t wear a shirt anyway as you slink back into your cottage to get washed up.
  49.  
  50. An hour later you are standing in Sugarcube Corner, waiting to get some bread for lunch. Ponies had a thing against eating meat, so it had been a vegetarian diet for you ever since you came to Ponyville. Still, the bread at the bakery here was better than anything you had ever had at home, and you found you could get the taste of a good sandwich with the right vegetarian ingredients.
  51.  
  52. Interestingly enough, the store was totally empty. No sign of the Cakes or Pinkie Pie, their sole employee. For the middle of the day it was a bit odd. You figure that they must have just stepped out momentarily, so you decide to wait around for their return.
  53.  
  54. After a few boring minutes of milling around at the counter, you notice the open kitchen door. You had been to Sugarcube Corner many times, but never inside the kitchen. A combination of curiosity and boredom wills you foreward. After a quick glance back to the front door to assure yourself that nobody would be coming for some time yet, you slip into the kitchen to take a look around.
  55.  
  56. You find that the kitchen is somewhat standard fare, except for the little obvious “personal touches” that were certainly Pinkie Pie’s doing, such as the overly-colorful and party-themed spice racks and cupboards. There are cookies on cooling racks, and a few big bowls of batter lay out along the counters. Glancing at a green bowl of particularly tasty-looking dark chocolate batter, you figure it wouldn’t hurt to sneak a little taste. You grab a clean spoon and gulp down a big spoonful. Oddly enough, it doesn’t taste like chocolate at all. In fact, it tastes really bitter and kind of nasty…
  57.  
  58. After a few moments, the aftertaste builds on your tongue and in your throat to the point where the bitterness almost makes you gag. You rush to the sink and gulp down some water, making a mental note as the taste fades not to just eat things you find in Pinkie’s kitchen anymore.
  59.  
  60. Then, from the kitchen, you hear the clinking of a bell. Finally, somebody’s here so you can buy your bread and make yourself some lunch. Clutching a bag with your loaf of bread in hand, you peer out into the storefront only to spy the one pony you didn’t want to see: Rainbow Dash.
  61.  
  62. Your two sets of eyes meet. She looks startled. Almost… embarrassed, even? No, that can’t be it. Now Dash has replaced that look with one of mocking contempt.
  63.  
  64. “Well, look who it is. Didn’t I get you good enough this morning, Featherbrain?” She taunts, rising into the air with a few lazy flaps of her wings.
  65.  
  66. “C’mon Rainbow Dash…” You sigh, exasperated with these exchanges. You wonder if it would really pay off to be more confrontational, but your non-confrontational nature was creeping in again: no matter how much you wanted to tell her off, confronting her directly and possibly getting into a fight would be a pain, even it was Rainbow Dash.
  67.  
  68. Suddenly, your bread is snatched out of your hands by the pegasus as she darts by you.
  69. “Hey…!”
  70.  
  71. “C’mon, come and get it!” Rainbow Dash laughs as she rises up to the ceiling, holding the bag out tauntingly.
  72.  
  73. This wasn’t pranking anymore, it was just blatantly being an asshole. You glare at her, not wanting to give her the dignity of a response.
  74.  
  75. “What’s that? Oh, I guess you can’t reach it!” Rainbow Dash continues from above. “Let me come all… the way… down… there.” She punctuates every word with a sickeningly sweet sarcasm. She floats down until you are both face to face.
  76.  
  77. You make a grab for the bag while it’s in reach, but you can’t help but think that there was something holding you back for fear of hurting her. Being so close to her, you realize how small she is compared to you. She’s a little pony after all, but you hadn’t really noticed her small physical size because of her larger than life personality and ego.
  78.  
  79. Easily dodging your grab, she spins around in mid-air and whips you across the face with her tail, shouting “Psych!” As she does this, you catch a glimpse of something right under her tail. Oh boy, that has to be her... “ marehood.”
  80.  
  81. Your cheeks flush red. Did she realize what she just did? Would that be awkward for her? Was it awkward for ponies in general? Maybe you should make fun of her for it. That would show her. What would she say if-
  82. Suddenly the scene is interrupted by the sound of the door and the tinkling of the bell once more. None other than Pinkie Pie is trotting through the door, humming happily.
  83.  
  84. “Oh, hiya guys! Sorry I wasn’t here, I’ve been out!” She says upon seeing you.
  85.  
  86. Rainbow Dash casually drops the bag with your bread at your feet and lands, making sure to give you another annoying brush in the face with her tail as she walks over to greet Pinkie Pie.
  87.  
  88. “That’s ok, Pinkie. I was just looking for you anyway,” Rainbow Dash says.
  89.  
  90. You pick up your bread – all this stupid crap over a loaf of bread, you think to yourself – and tell Pinkie that you want to buy.
  91.  
  92. “Oh! No problemo, I’ll just ring ya up!” She says happily, and dashes over to the counter.
  93. As she goes through the process, Dash sidles up to you casually without even looking at you, instead addressing Pinkie Pie: “So what were you out of the store for, anyway, Pinkie?”
  94.  
  95. “I’m helping Zecora with some fancy zebra recipes today! Actually, since the Cakes are out of town on at a cake decorating convention, I meant to close the shop for a few hours, but I totally forgot. So I came back here to do that and grab something I forgot to take over to her place.”
  96.  
  97. Pinkie finishes ringing you up and disappears into the kitchen. You’re about to leave with your hard-earned loaf of bread, when Pinkie trots back out, carrying a green bowl. It is filled with what looks remarkably like dark chocolate cake batter. Uh-oh.
  98.  
  99. “Um, Pinkie…?” You ask, “What exactly IS that ingredient there?”
  100.  
  101. “Hm… lemme try and think,” she says, placing a hoof to her chin. “Oh yeah, I remember: ‘A single spoonful every day will make a pony’s inhibitions go away!’” She speaks in her best mock impression of Zecora.
  102.  
  103. “Inhibitions? What is that supposed to mean?” You ask.
  104.  
  105. “I dunno!” She responds, smiling. “But apparently it’s pretty nasty-tasting stuff! And it totally looks like cake batter, imagine that!”
  106.  
  107. You’re getting a little nervous now. Trying your best to seem nonchalant, you ask, “What… um… what would the effects be on a human, if he – or she – tried some?”
  108.  
  109. “Wow, you’re just Mr. Question-guy today, aren’t you? I gotta say, I have no idea. Zecora said it can have some side-effects so I wouldn’t try any myself~!” She responds in a sing-songy voice, totally ecstatic as usual. “Well, you two have fun in here!” She continues as she makes her way out the door. “Just make sure ya lock the door on your way out!”
  110.  
  111. With that, Pinkie Pie is gone. It’s just you and Rainbow Dash, who seems to be eying you casually from across the room. She looks totally bored. You, on the other hand, are starting to feel yourself sweat. Sweating… is that nervousness? Are you nervous about what might happen to you because of that stuff? Or is it the drug that’s doing it?
  112.  
  113. You suddenly become aware of a tightening sensation in your pants. You look down to find you have a hard-on stretching the limits of your crotch fabric. Ok, that definitely has to be the drugs. You don’t even feel aroused, but… well, there it is. You shift uncomfortably, wondering how long this will last, and how you’ll manage to get back to your house like this without anybody noticing.
  114.  
  115. Rainbow Dash, meanwhile, has the eyes of a hawk: a real trained flier. She notices your strange state, and zips over for another opportunity to mock you out.
  116.  
  117. “Woah, what’s wrong with you?” She chuckles. “Is your frail human body all tired from standing too long-
  118. She cuts off her sentence as her gaze falls upon your bulging erection. Her eyes go wide. You can’t help but notice the hint of a blush on her face. So she is embarrassed by these kinds of things after all. She’s not as tough as she comes across, you realize. For some reason, this makes you happy.
  119.  
  120. “Wow, ew! You’re totally gross!” Dash grimaces and backs away, that hint of a blush still playing across her blue cheeks.
  121.  
  122. And what a beautiful shade of blue it is, you realize. Her entire coat was such a pleasing sight, from the rainbow mane down to the cyan blue by her hooves. Without thinking, you take a step toward her.
  123.  
  124. “Gosh, I can’t believe you!” She shouts, playing up the disgust on her face by tenfold. “You’re not only a stupid, dumb-face human, but you’re a total pervert, weirdo, sick-
  125.  
  126. “Stop, Rainbow.” You say forcefully. She immediately stops, taken aback. Her ego seems to deflate slightly before your eyes.
  127.  
  128. You’re not sure why you decided to say it that way, but you’re liking the reaction, so you continue on that train of thought:
  129.  
  130. “You’re always bumping into me, giving me these little looks, playing these stupid jokes on me, and generally being a pain. Why is it me? What is it about me, huh?” It’s like you can finally bring yourself to say the things that you’ve been wanting to say to her. You can feel power in your voice. You feel confident that you’re in control of the conversation.
  131.  
  132. “I told you already,” Dash says dismissively, even as she takes a step backward to preserve the distance between you two. “It’s just ‘cause you’re so annoying and-
  133.  
  134. “Oh c’mon. We both know what’s been going on.” You’re not sure why this seems like the right thing to say, but you can tell by the look on Dash’s face that it’s certainly having an effect. “You can admit it now. It’s only us here.”
  135.  
  136. “Pfft, admit what.” She says flatly.
  137.  
  138. “Still playing coy…” You’re straight up walking directly toward the blue pegasus now, and she’s backing up more and more, still trying to keep the distance. “It’s pretty obvious, Dash. Ever since you saw me, you wanted me. You’ve got a crush on a human!” You say this without thinking, and are even surprised that those were the words that came out of your mouth. Still, as soon as you said it, you realized how true it must be. She was no better than a little filly playing pranks on her schoolyard crush…
  139.  
  140. Rainbow Dash bumps into the wall. Now you’ve advanced as far forward, and she as far back, as you both could. You’re standing, no, towering over her comparatively small form. She says nothing, but the deep blush and look of fear in her eyes does: she knew she had been found out.
  141.  
  142. You aren’t exactly sure what to do at this point. Your hard-on is really raging now, you feel like you’re going to burst. Suddenly, Dash tries to dart away from you, along the wall. She’s fast, sure, but this time you were faster. It’s hard to say exactly why you do it, but all you know is that she’s not going anywhere: You grab her, looping a powerful arm around her neck and shoulder, putting her into a body lock.
  143. She struggles against your grip, calling you all manner of names, spitting out all kinds of denial, but it’s futile at this point.
  144.  
  145. “RAINBOW DASH!” You spit commandingly into her ear. She goes silent immediately and her struggling stops. “Rainbow Dash?”
  146.  
  147. Silence from below you.
  148.  
  149. “Rainbow Dash, you WILL answer me.”
  150.  
  151. “W-what do you want…” Her voice comes out small and meek. It’s adorable. To hear her reacting this way after everything stokes a fire deep inside you.
  152.  
  153. Honestly, you weren’t sure what you wanted her to say. But then you have a thought. Your attention turns to the door. That would probably be a good idea. Pinkie Pie did ask them to lock up, didn’t she?
  154. “Now Rainbow Dash,” you continue in your most commanding tone, “you WILL stay right here, do you understand? You will not move from this spot.”
  155.  
  156. This time she responded immediately with a nervous nod. Still, you couldn’t help but try and coax out another little sound from her. You make as though you don’t understand:
  157.  
  158. “I asked you if you understand!”
  159.  
  160. “…yes…” came the squeaky, subdued reply.
  161.  
  162. “Good.” You smile as you release her and stand up to go lock the front door and draw the blinds. She would be utterly trapped now, trapped in here with you. It freaked her out so bad, it was perfect. Turning around, you’re pleased to see she’s simply sitting where you left her. It seemed like she hadn’t moved an inch. You approach her huddled form and lean over her again, totally dominant, and press an arm to the back of her neck, keeping her close to the ground.
  163.  
  164. You can’t help but admit to yourself that the kind of power you feel right now is intoxicating. She had been such a tease, such a sly little prankster, but now you have her. The only question is what to do with her now? It would have to be something very fitting…
  165.  
  166. You lean down close to her and hiss in her ear, “Now that we’re sure we’ll be totally alone, what should we do with you, Rainbow Dash?”
  167.  
  168. The close proximity to her face makes you realize that she’s blushing more than ever. Her entire face is bright red. Your mind flashes back to that brief glimpse of her privates, and a wonderful idea pops into your head. Your body seems to act on instinct as you lean back and press your crotch up against her flank. She can no doubt feel every inch of you grinding against her now.
  169.  
  170. “Please…” she says in a hoarse whisper. “Please just let me go…”
  171.  
  172. You lean your head down further, and hiss into her ear: “But this is what you wanted, isn’t it? Just admit it.” The way she shudders at your words sends a chill of anticipation up your spine.
  173.  
  174. “Um…” Rainbow Dash swallows hard. “This isn’t really what I had in mind…”
  175.  
  176. Ignoring her, you slowly move into position. With one arm and most of your weight keeping her firmly pinned, you reach down and undo your pants, almost letting out a sigh as your dick is released from its hold. A small part of you looks at the situation and feels… weird, to say the least. What kind of fucked up scene is this? That part, however, remains very small and insignificant as you press on. You are now leaning your entire body over her frame. She shrinks under you, like she’s trying to melt into the floor.
  177. “Please…” she whimpers. “Please stop! Just stop, right now!” She’s in full on panic mode.
  178.  
  179. It’s not very nice to be on the receiving end, is it, Rainbow? Not very nice when somebody stands up for themselves.
  180.  
  181. “Are you sure you’re not going to try and buck me off?” You say in as stern and intimidating a voice as possible. “You’re not just going to let a stupid, featherbrain human get away with this, right?”
  182.  
  183. Rainbow Dash has no response. She just whimpers more. You aren’t really sure if she could fight you off if she wanted, but there is no question she is way too scared to try anything. And that is just how you want it.
  184.  
  185. You lift her tail up, exposing that sweet place that you considered using to embarrass her. Well, at this point it’s probably gone a bit further than you ever would have thought.
  186.  
  187. In passing, you can’t help but wonder, as you stare down her nethers and tremble with anticipation, does this make you a zoophile? You aren’t sure that you’re really attracted to this pony that is pinned helplessly underneath you. No, it’s not for a sexual thrill. It’s just to teach Rainbow Dash her place. She shouldn’t be so arrogant and bossy all the time. This will be good for her, you tell yourself. In fact, you might even say you were doing her a favor.
  188.  
  189. You run one hand sensually over her pussy and are delighted to find it’s already glistening wet.
  190.  
  191. “Oh what’s this, you slutty pony? You really do want this, don’t you?” you take the opportunity to taunt her.
  192.  
  193. “Don’t say that!” she snaps back.
  194.  
  195. “Why not? Embarrassed about the TRUTH?” you emphasize the last word heavily as you grip her hair with your other hand and jerk her head back. “Stand up so we can do this properly,” you command.
  196.  
  197. Rainbow Dash complies, helped along by your forceful hand. Once she is fully standing, you return your attention to her behind. You insert one finger to test the waters, and she gives a little squeak the moment it enters her.
  198.  
  199. “P-please… you gotta stop this. Just stop!” Dash’s reaction is fearful and unsure, and her voice is cracking in such an adorable way… It makes you want to try another finger, try pushing in deeper…
  200. No. Forget the foreplay and the teasing. She deserves the main event, all at once.
  201.  
  202. With one hand you guide your throbbing member to its destination. You almost expect Dash to protest further, but she is beyond words at this point. You gently glide your tip along her soft lips, gearing up for the big event. You slide it up and down along her labia, relishing this moment on the precipice. After thoroughly enjoying this sensation, you feel ready to stick it in. In one careful motion, you press your hips forward and do just that.
  203.  
  204. It’s so tight, and it’s wholly unsatisfying to have only the tip fitting inside as the rest of your member throbs with desire. She’s pushing against you in every way she can. Resisting you? That simply won’t do, Rainbow Dash.
  205.  
  206. You lean down and whisper right in her ear again, “Don’t fight it, Dash. I know this is what you want, so don’t be so nervous.”
  207.  
  208. To your dismay, this does absolutely nothing loosen her up. Instead, you have no choice but to pull out a bit, then make a powerful but controlled thrust back in. She squeals underneath you. You get a little farther this time, her inner walls twitching around your shaft. Repeating the process, she takes just a little more. You hear the scrape of her hooves digging into the hardwood floor as the pegasus’ legs spread out in response to the pressure.
  209.  
  210. Slowly but surely, you feel you are beginning to overcome her resistance. As you work your way further, the pleasure mounts as your dick is enveloped deeper in that tight wet cavern. She’s squeezing you so tightly, trying so desperately yet failing to keep you out. The futility of her resistance makes you even harder.
  211.  
  212. Finally, you feel your stomach make contact with the soft fur of her behind. You sigh, relishing in the pleasure of penetrating her fully. Her walls twitch madly against your dick, pulling you in. It feels like this is pretty close to getting you off all by itself. You take the opportunity to allow her to get used to your size inside her, so you hold the same position for a moment. You can hear her labored breathing, feel her back heaving up and down. You feel the heavenly warmth on your dick and the comforting warmth of her body pressed up tightly against yours. Any other sensations have been driven out of your mind.
  213. Now deciding it was a good time, you slide almost all the way out in preparation. You can feel Rainbow Dash shudder underneath you. You realize that your mouth is creased into a wide, vacant grin. When did that happen…? Nevertheless, you make a full thrust into her, eliciting a small, squeaky moan. You savor every instant of the sensation.
  214.  
  215. You begin to thrust faster, your hips smacking against Rainbow Dash’s ass. Your one hand is occupied with keeping her pinned, the other you run over her smooth flank and her immaculate blue wings.
  216.  
  217. Rainbow Dash’s body is stiff: she’s frightened into submission, and shows no resistance. You might as well be fucking a large doll, but it feels amazing regardless. Every thrust brings a new, deeper wave of pleasure shooting right into your brain. You can feel yourself getting close, but you decide to preserve this and drag it on as long as possible. All the better for Rainbow Dash’s sake, of course.
  218.  
  219. Her mane swishes back and forth before you with the force of your thrusts. Her legs shake from the strain and threaten to give way any moment. Every collision of your hips with her ass shakes her small frame violently, only accentuating the shudders of pleasure that seem to be radiating through her body.
  220.  
  221. Fucking her like this was evidently driving her body wild, no matter what protests she may try to raise. You are gripped with the desire to see these effects on her face, so you reach down to turn her head to face you. Her eyes are half open and glazed over, her nostrils flare with each heavy, panting breath, and her mouth hangs open slightly, allowing a small thread of drool to grow extending from her lips to her chin.
  222.  
  223. While this reaction does please the beast inside you, you decide she should be as lucid as possible for this entire experience.
  224.  
  225. Burying yourself fully inside her, you lean down to her ear once more and whisper headily, partially to taunt her and partially to make sure her full attention was on the human ravishing her, “You know I was able to get inside very easily. You were already wet just thinking about me, weren’t you?”
  226.  
  227. “I-I… that’s… no…” she squeaks from beneath you in reply, seeming to partially snap from her stupor.
  228.  
  229. You chuckle in response, “Well you should see your face, you slutty pony.”
  230.  
  231. “Quit saying th…!” Her response dies on her lips as you resume your previous, furious pace of fucking.
  232.  
  233. Her mouth is frozen open, stuck in the shape of a half-formed word, and all that is coming out of it now is the occasional squeak or involuntary moan. As your throbbing dick strains against her inner walls, you feel compelled to make your thrusts faster and shorter. The combination of the warmth from the sweaty mare beneath you and the wet massaging warmth of her around your dick is beginning to push you over the edge. Everything culminating to stimulate your mind and body is so powerful, there’s no way you can contain it any longer.
  234.  
  235. You think of one more opportunity to taunt Rainbow Dash before this is all over: “Hey Rainbow…” You whisper innocently, “Is it okay if I cum inside?”
  236.  
  237. “Aaah… No, don’t! That’s sick, you can’t!” Comes the fearful reply.
  238.  
  239. “Try and stop me.”
  240.  
  241. She doesn’t. You could have let yourself loose inside her, but as a brief imaginary glimpse flashes through your mind of a thoroughly humiliated, cum-covered Rainbow Dash lying before you, you decide that the alternative would be much better.
  242.  
  243. As Dash twitches wildly around you, one last huge wave of pleasure overwhelms your senses and totally pushes you over the edge now. With no going back, you pull out at the last moment and release your load all over her back, tail, and wings. You can’t remember a time where you came this forcefully, and with this much jizz as a result.
  244.  
  245. You sigh with relief and finally release Rainbow Dash, who slumps to the ground in a heap. Cum is splashed all along her flank and drips from her wings. She makes no effort to get away now that she is no longer held down, instead merely lying still there on the floor. Her heavy pants are occasionally punctuated by an errant sob or sniffle. You look down upon your handiwork and feel pride and satisfaction, knowing that Rainbow Dash had been properly taught a lesson. She was sure to not bother you again with her mean-spirited pranks anytime soon.
  246.  
  247. After a long fitful night of only partial sleep that was likely due to the strange substance you had accidentally ingested the previous day, you emerge from your cottage into the sunlight of another day in Ponyville. Surveying the inhabitants going about their daily business, you are surprised to spot Rainbow Dash walking her way through town. You feel a deep guilt churning in your stomach at the sight of her. It wasn’t truly your fault, what happened. It had been bad luck and some bad herbs that did it. You debate whether or not to approach her, finally deciding that there is no time like the present to get something like this out of the way.
  248.  
  249. “Hey, Rainbow Dash,” You call out to her as she walks by. She flinches and turns in your direction. She looks skittish and bedraggled, not at all like her usual cocky self. You notice this and it immediately turns that guilt into a nervous anticipation that boils in your stomach just as it did yesterday after taking the drugs.
  250.  
  251. “Uh, hi…” Rainbow Dash responds weakly. She looks like she’s ready to bolt at any moment. She desperately tries to avoid looking at you as she talks.
  252.  
  253. You want to talk to her about what happened, and apologize profusely. You wanted to beg for her forgiveness and tell her you would never do something so horrible under normal circumstances…
  254.  
  255. But instead you suddenly feel confident enough to say something completely different:
  256. “You know Rainbow, I think you should come over to my place tonight.”
  257.  
  258. This isn’t the drugs talking; they’ve been out of your system for a long time now. Instead, this is just you. You want to see her again. You want her to come over so you can hold her down and dominate her again, want to feel her warmth against your body, want to hear her moans. Most importantly, you are confident you can convince her to do it.
  259.  
  260. “I… I don’t really think…” she shifts uneasily. There’s no way she’ll agree to this, you realize. Unless…
  261. “That wasn’t a request, Rainbow Dash.” You say sternly.
  262.  
  263. Rainbow Dash’s gaze, which had been avoiding you, now snapped directly to you. Your tone had caught her attention. It was now clear that, after what had happened, she was yours. A fear of defiance mixed with a strange, lewd desire burned in her eyes. She didn’t even have to respond; it was obvious that she would be yours tonight and many nights to follow.

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