Rainbow's stinky cunt [Disgusting]


                                            original thread:https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/8358801/

                                            original author is Anon

                                            kinda gross...

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                                            >Raised by a single father

                                            >Never really got the talk

                                            >Thought she was dying after her first period

                                            >Never really learned how to wash down there

                                            >Thinks her yeast infection is the natural state of things

                                            >Constant itching has plagued her for years

                                            >Thinks it's so common, never mentions to her friends

                                            >Sticks like rancid slim jims whenever she dips down to piss

                                            >Some of the girls have noticed, none have commented

                                            >"What a dyke" they say

                                            >"Her girlfriend must love it" they say

                                            >They laugh

                                            >Dash just itches

                                            >Rubs it against tree bark, occasionally

                                            >Nothing feels better than napping legs spread, letting it dry out in the sun

                                            >Poor, 'lazy' Dash


                                            >Stinky girl headcanon

                                            >You know you could tell her the truth

                                            >You could fix this, and make everything better

                                            >But you love stinky infected Dash

                                            >You love her feta cheese

                                            >You love how she needs you to itch her

                                            >Get your fingers all nasty, slimy, and stinky covered in flakes of skin, rot, and puss

                                            >She's always so embarrassed, and thanks you so dearly

                                            >I love you, Dash


                                            >You spear that puss pussy every night like lancing a boil

                                            >Something bleeds every time, like she's your beautiful virgin

                                            >More than sex, you cure her of the itching for a brief respite

                                            >Slamming balls deep in the slimy ichor constantly exuding from her swollen, chapped lips

                                            >You cum inside, of course

                                            >The infections are so deeply rooted at this point you know she's infertile

                                            >She doesn't

                                            >She thinks she's normal

                                            >Blushing deeply as you cream her cheese, chiding you about not being ready to be a mother

                                            >She will never be

                                            >Her rotten vagina, infected to the womb with fuzzy mold, will never grow anything but spores

                                            >You wipe the black scab flakes and pink yellow puss cum off

                                            >She pees a light pink stream, sighing

                                            >You fall asleep idly scratching the puss pot, her head lightly resting on your chest

                                            >Snoring, the little tart


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                                            >It's a wonderful evening in Ponyville when you hear a knocking at your door.

                                            >You open it to find Rainbow Dash.

                                            >She looks a little worried about something.

                                            >"Hey Anon, I was uh... wondering if you could help me out with something?"

                                            >She seems to be avoiding eye contact. That's odd.

                                            "Sure Rainbow, you know I've always got your back. What do you need?"

                                            >She casts a nervous glance behind her and steps inside the house.

                                            >"I'm having a little problem uh... down there... and-

                                            >Down there?

                                            >"I figured since you have hands and all..."

                                            >Oh fuck

                                            "Well I did say I've got your back. Let's go to the bathroom."


                                            >You get to the bathroom and mentally prepare yourself for what may be ahead.

                                            "Alright, lay down. Let's see what we're dealing with."

                                            >She lies down on her back keeps her hind legs locked in front.

                                            >"Promise you won't talk about this to anyone."

                                            >She seems really nervous at this point, maybe she's never exposed herself this way before?

                                            "I promise Rainbow. What happens in here stays in here."

                                            >She nods her head and slowly moves her legs apart...

                                            >I'veseensomeshit.jpg

                                            >It's like she's never washed it before.

                                            >Crusty skinflakes, discolored swelling, pus dribbling from open sores, and the smell, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THE SMELL.

                                            >What the fuck am I supposed to do.

                                            >"It's been getting itchier than normal lately and tree branches just aren't doing it for me anymore."

                                            "Y-you want me to scratch it for you?"

                                            >"Just a little, I'll tell you when to stop"

                                            >She looks at you expectantly. Waiting for you to begin.

                                            >God help your soul.


                                            >You look for the least infected area and hesitantly bring your hand towards it.

                                            >As you begin to scratch you notice globs of dead skin getting caught under your fingernails.

                                            >"Scratch harder, I can't feel anything."

                                            >Goddammit

                                            >You press a bit harder and pop a boil or two in the process spilling a mixture of blood and pus down her folds.

                                            >She grunts in pleasure

                                            "Is this good?"

                                            >"G-go a little deeper."

                                            >Well why the fuck not

                                            >You slip your other hand into her folds and begin scratching the infected skin at the source.

                                            >Rainbow moans in pleasure.

                                            >You feel another liquid begin to dribble out and onto your hand.

                                            >You are obviously doing something right.


                                            >You can see almost see the stench rising from her filthy snatch

                                            >It's nearly impossible to even keep your opens open

                                            >Leaning forward hand outstretched you place your finger on her pussy

                                            >The salty acridness of the air is making you choke and you almost vomit

                                            "Are you alright?"

                                            "I'll be *cough* fine"

                                            >Scratching her vagaina causes thousands of blue skin flakes to fill the air

                                            >She's squiggling around and her voice cracks with little squeaks

                                            >As you stop raking your nails across her folds she says

                                            "Please, don't stop"

                                            >Increasing your speed her body starts rocking and her wings start to flutter

                                            >Heat emanates from her pus filled hole

                                            >The smell intensifies and makes your eyes water

                                            "I need something else down there, I'm REALLY itchy down there"

                                            >Her begging turns your boner into steel

                                            >Unzipping your pants she can see that you're 3 inches hard

                                            >Dashie can see your embarrassment and bursts into laughter

                                            "Are you serious?"

                                            "Dashie pls"

                                            >Hopping off the table she flies above your head and rubs the rest of her flaky skin onto your head

                                            "See ya later baby dick"

                                            >Rainbow Dash flies away bellowing a hearty laugh crushing your heart