Rape Shelter: 25th


                                            >25th.

                                            >Yesterday was quite pleasant, and the move went without a hitch, you would say.

                                            >Not only did you stuff your face with the peetzer of the gods, but everypony loved it.

                                            >It got a few gears to start turning in your head; Perhaps you could become a chef.

                                            >A world-class chef, at that.

                                            >You'd be even more popular and fawned over than you currently are, but it's not a bad idea.

                                            >With this magic of yours, you'll be able to acquire ingredients VERY quickly.

                                            >And just because you've moved out of your house doesn't mean you can't use the kitchen still.

                                            >Lyra would love to have you come over.

                                            >If it's something you're going to be taking seriously, though, you'll need a bigger building in the future.

                                            >Starlight levitated your bed all the way across Ponyville and straight into Twilight's room.

                                            >Because your bed is so much larger than Twilight's, the two of you decided to just sleep in it together.

                                            >It's cute, honestly.

                                            >For right now, you're at this intermediate stage where you're mainly still friends, but also a couple.

                                            >That's how it's supposed to work, though.

                                            >Your partner is your friend, no two ways about it.

                                            >But Twilight has been far more eager than you, and to be honest, you weren't completely "ready" for this.

                                            >Things just happened to kick off due to that conversation you had with Pinkie and Fluttershy.

                                            >So with that in mind, taking things slow is the best way for you to go about it.

                                            >That doesn't mean you won't aggressively hug and cuddle the fuck out of her, of course.

                                            >The way things are going now, it's perfect.

                                            >You're all nice and safe in Twilight Sparkle's Crystal Castle(TM).

                                            >Whenever you want to see her, or hang out with Spike, you're right there with them.

                                            >Speaking of being right there with them, you're currently falling asleep next to Twilight.

                                            >Your arm is resting on a small table, and dirt has been littered over the back of your hand.

                                            >There are small seeds inside the clumps of dirt, and you've been growing plants over and over and over.

                                            >At Twilight's behest, of course.

                                            >This is all for the purpose of her studying.

                                            >Earlier in the morning, she wanted to see some examples of growths you could produce outside.

                                            >She postulates that, in time, you'll be able to grow exceptionally large trees.

                                            >Twilight has already told you the story of her previous home, one that had been destroyed by Tirek.

                                            >It would mean a lot to her if you could grow a brand new tree home of some sort.

                                            >Another side project that you've been contemplating is restoring the fire-ravaged parts of Everfree.

                                            >For now, the tree house is a much more realistic objective.

                                            >It's hard enough just to pull a fucking stump out of the ground.

                                            >The few dying trees in AJ's orchard don't compare to the massiveness of Everfree's dense woods.


                                            >"Y'know, this was pretty cool at first, but now I just feel bad for you."

                                            >Spike pitied the zombie-like state you've found yourself in.

                                            "Uggghhh... are we done yet, Twi?"

                                            >Your eyes are closing themselves.

                                            >How many more times does she want to see you grow a stupid plant?

                                            >You've grown tomatoes, strawberries, lemons, and even fucking grapes.

                                            >This mare is determined to drain you for all your worth.

                                            >And it's not that kind of draining.

                                            >"Just one more seed, Anon!"

                                            >"I've almost fully charted the rate of growth."

                                            "Fully charted? Twi... do you have any idea... how many times you'll have to re-chart that?"

                                            "This magic grows exponentially... more and more powerful each day... remember?"

                                            >"Which is exactly why I have to document this!"

                                            >"I won't have any data to compare your magic to in the future otherwise!"

                                            "I'm gonna' die in the future if you keep this up..."

                                            >With the last of your strength, the next seed sprouted to a small sapling with healthy leaves.

                                            "There... are we fucking finished?"

                                            >"This plant looks to be a fern... belonging to the Cyatheaceae family..."

                                            >"...Adding that to the chart now..."

                                            >"I think you're done here, Anon." Spike voiced, rolling his eyes.

                                            "Thank Celestia."

                                            >As Spike figured, Twilight simply carried on with the collection of her "categorical" data.

                                            >Part of you wanted to get up and stretch, but it was as though you were glued to the table.

                                            >Perhaps it'd be better if you just passed out in your chair.

                                            >Unfortunately, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Dash, and Starlight should all be arriving soon.

                                            >Observing the clock on the wall, you see that it's a little past eight o'clock.

                                            >Next to your arm are a couple of steel trays for the plants.

                                            >You'd rather not harm the fern resting on your hand, so you gently pick it up, roots and all.

                                            >After placing it on the tray, it now rests there, like a good little multicellular organism.

                                            >All of that dirt needs to be brushed off your arm as well.

                                            >This magic really is something else.

                                            >Surely water would be needed for the plant's overall longevity, but you could arguably bypass that.

                                            >"Fluttershy and Pinkie said they'd be back around eight, right? Same for Rainbow and Starlight?

                                            >"Wanna' greet them at the door while she's busy doing... whatever it is that she's doing?"

                                            "Hell yeah, bro."

                                            >"You lead the way."

                                            "Kay', just... give me a sec'."


                                            >Your legs weren't cooperating with you.

                                            >Not one bit.

                                            >However, these are the first steps of many towards your brand new life.

                                            "Get... UP!"

                                            "Come on!"

                                            >"Dude, don't force it if it's that hard."

                                            "I don't think so, Spike."

                                            "This is a challenge."

                                            "And challenges are meant to be conquered."

                                            "In order to achieve my new dream, I can't back down."

                                            >"Your... new dream? What's that?"

                                            "You'll find out soon, my scaly friend."

                                            >The world around you flipped upside down, left and right, and all over the place.

                                            >You're horrifically nauseous right now, and any further movement might cause you to hurl.

                                            >"Tell ya' what. Why don't you go lay down, and we'll come to you."

                                            >"How does that sound?"

                                            "Bullshit."

                                            >"Figured you'd say that."

                                            >"Hey, Twilight, you hearing all of this? Ya' mind helping him get into bed?"

                                            >"Yes, Spike."

                                            >She couldn't have sounded any more occupied if she wanted to; Her words were plain and rushed.

                                            >"Welp. Guess that's my queue."

                                            >"I'll be back with the others, Anon. Don't die trying to get in bed before I come back."

                                            >It looks like you're on your own here, but that's okay, because you're not a pussy.

                                            "Me? Dying? Hah, that's funny."

                                            "I could be immortal, and you wouldn't even know."

                                            >"It'd suck if you weren't. Dragons live longer than humans, remember?"

                                            >Spike confidently chuckled to himself, closing the door behind him and walking into the hallway.

                                            >You were merely cracking jokes, but now you HAVE to become immortal, just to have the last laugh.

                                            >Before that, however, you need to reach this fucking bed.

                                            >Falling to your knees, you crawled towards it, as your legs aren't capable of doing the job.

                                            >Why must this be so difficult?

                                            >One of these days, you'll be so proficient at using this magic that you'll never exhaust yourself.

                                            >And that day is definitely not today.

                                            >All in all, it took five minutes to pull yourself up and onto the bed.


                                            >You wish that was an exaggeration.

                                            >If you didn't know any better, you'd say that Twilight wanted to see you suffer.

                                            >"Twilight, two. Anon, two. We're tied again."

                                            >Son of a bitch.

                                            >The trademark noise of unicorn teleportation sounded, and in less than a second, she was on top of you.

                                            >"How does it feel to suffer, Mr. Human?"

                                            >The purple pony giggled devilishly, savoring her momentary victory.

                                            "I don't know what you're talking about."

                                            >"Hmmmm? Is that so?"

                                            >She's leaning dangerously close to your face.

                                            >It's impossible to look away from her bedroom eyes now.

                                            >Suffice to say, your almonds have been activated, but you must remain strong.

                                            "Yep. I'm doing just fine."

                                            >"Your voice is a little shaky, Anon."

                                            >"Not feeling well? You don't need a check-up, do you?"

                                            >You need an adult.

                                            "Twi, you and I both know the last thing I need is a doctor."

                                            >Once again, Celestia is looking out for you, as Spike and the others' steps could be heard approaching.

                                            >Twilight was quick to hop off of your chest and play it cool.

                                            >One by one, Spike, Rainbow, Fluttershy, Starlight, and Pinkie entered the room.

                                            >"Jeez. He actually made it to the bed... color me surprised." Spike said, folding his arms.

                                            >"In bed already, bro?" Rainbow asked, clearly surprised by your apparent laziness.

                                            >"What have you been doing all day?"

                                            "Magic practice."

                                            >"Nonny, Nonny! Fluttershy and I had a blast on our trip!"

                                            "That's good to hear, Ponka."

                                            "I'm happy to see that smile on your face."

                                            "Where'd you two end up going? If you don't mind telling us?"

                                            >"Umm... we went to see Limestone, Marble, and Maud." Fluttershy quietly answered for Panko.

                                            "Damn. Wish I could have gone with you. I actually ran into Maud on a train a few days ago..."

                                            "...Maybe when I decide to check out her rock farm, you can come with me, Pinks."

                                            >"REALLY?! IS THAT A PINKIE PROMISE?!"

                                            "Indeed, it is, Ponka."


                                            >A warm smile grew on your face as Pinkie's eyes sparkled with happy little stars.

                                            "We can bring Starlight, too. I'm sure there's plenty of rock-related labor for her there."

                                            >"Good idea, Anon! I think I'll add that to her list." Twilight chimed, clopping her hooves together.

                                            >"R-Rock related labor...?" You were too distracted to notice it, but Starlight looked dead inside.

                                            >Dash must have put her through hell; Her eyes were baggy, her hair disheveled.

                                            "You'll see, Starlight. You'll see."

                                            >"Anon, did I do a good job?" Fluttershy flew over to the bedside, floating beside you.

                                            "Couldn't be more proud of you, Flutters."

                                            "You know what? Bring it in. You too, Pinkie."

                                            >It unironically pained your body, but you opened your arms wide for a hug.

                                            >Pinkie practically squealed, and Fluttershy blushed in anxiety.

                                            >"G-Gosh... w-when was the last time we hugged, Anon?"

                                            "Relax, you small yellow horse."

                                            "It's not that serious."

                                            >Without any hesitation, at least on Pinkie's part, the two ponies entered your embrace.

                                            >Fluttershy muttered to herself during the hug, something about hot monkey dick.

                                            >And for some reason, you seem to be the only one in the room who heard that.

                                            >The hug was broken when a loud thump of some kind rang throughout the room.

                                            >After tilting your head in the direction of the sound, you saw Starlight, collapsed on the ground.

                                            >The punished pony was still breathing, obviously, and before long, she was snoring loudly.

                                            >"Good grief." Rainbow sighed, probably out of pity, and lowered her head.

                                            >Twilight cleared her throat, before speaking with a tone of nobility, as if she were royalty.

                                            >"As everypony can see, some of us are tired, so it looks like it's that time."

                                            >Spike stretched his little arms into the air, yawning just as loudly as Starlight's snores.

                                            >"Fine by me... I've already done all my chores."

                                            >"Good night, everypony." Spike said sleepily, before curling up next to Starlight, and closing his eyes.

                                            >That's almost adorable.

                                            >Almost.

                                            >"Alrighty! See you soon, Nonny! Don't forget that promise!" Pinkie Pie cheerily hopped out of the room.

                                            "Later..."

                                            >The sight of those two curled up together was putting you right to sleep; Your voice was tired and weak.

                                            >"B-Bye, Anon." Fluttershy said meekly, looking back at you as she exited.

                                            >"Gotta' prepare for that award ceremony, y'know? Just a few more days left!"

                                            >Rainbow took to the air, her wings looking healthier than ever.

                                            >"See ya' at lunch tomorrow, bro!"

                                            >"And try not to kill Anon next time, egghead!"

                                            >With that innocent, yet somewhat disrespectful goodbye, Rainbow took her leave as well.


                                            >"Hmph! I don't like being called an egghead all the time."

                                            >All you could manage was a soft chuckle.

                                            >You would've loved to enjoy their company for a bit longer, but you're not the only one that's tired.

                                            >Your eyes had begun to close themselves, and you weren't about to fight it.

                                            >"What's so funny, Mr. Human?"

                                            >"You're not laughing at me, are you?"

                                            >At this time, there are technically no eyes on Twilight.

                                            >Spike is asleep already.

                                            >"Do I have to teach you a lesson?"

                                            >DEAR GOD.

                                            >HE'S FUCKING ASLEEP.

                                            >You tried to scream, hoping it'd wake Spike from his slumber, but alas, your voice is shot.

                                            >Here she comes.

                                            >Oh god, she's coming, and you're silently screaming.

                                            >She's already on top of you again, and even worse, your arms don't seem to be working.

                                            >And the various assortment of plants you've spent the entire day growing?

                                            >The strength needed to command them at this very moment is nowhere to be found.

                                            >PLANTS.

                                            >PLANTS, PLEASE.

                                            >SUMMONING ALL FUCKING PLANTS.

                                            >OH GOD, PLANTS, HEL-