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[REQUEST] Smudgey - Fillyrape
By NebulusCreated: 2020-12-17 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-07-03 12:49:26
Expiry: Never
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Originally uploaded to Pastebin: February 7th, 2013
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Happy Birthday to Smudgey!
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Nebulus: Smudgey
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Nebulus: Happy Birthday.
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Nebulus: :3
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Smudgey: Thanks Neb, all the hugs
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Nebulus: No, Smudgey.
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Nebulus: No hugs.
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Nebulus: Only stories.
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Nebulus: Taking requests. Lay it on me ;3
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Smudgey: hmmmmm
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Smudgey: Filly romance or rape would be pretty cool
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Nebulus: Filly rape, eh?
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Nebulus: That's a new one.
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Smudgey: i know you usually do silly stuff lol
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Nebulus: I'll see what I can do. I might not get it out today. I'll try. But it'll be a gift for you <3
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Smudgey: bonus points if its robot related lol
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Well alright then, Smudge. One Fillyrape coming right up!
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>Day Master Plan in Equestria
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>You are Applebloom
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>Genius strategist and International Superhero
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>Or so you'd like to think
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>You are sat in the clubhouse with the other crusaders
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>Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo
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>You have one more coming in too. You summoned her, saying that it was a matter of urgency
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>Scootaloo groans
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>"Come on, Applebloom! What are we waiting here for?"
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We're waitin' for Babs! She'll be able to help us!
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>"I think we can do this without the help of Babs, Applebloom. It's just A-"
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>The door flies open
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>Babs stands in the doorway, looking out of breath
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>"I spent every last one of my savings getting a train ticket here! What's the problem?"
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No problem, Babs. Take a seat!
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>She stares at you for a second
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>"You owe me 15 bits for a cross-country rail ticket, Applebloom"
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Sure, sure. Now that we're all here, onto business!
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>Sweetie Belle sticks her hoof in the air
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Uhh. Yeah, Sweetie?
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>"Why ARE we here?"
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Ah'm gettin' to that!
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>Babs adds
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>"15. Bits."
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Ah get it!
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>Scootaloo seems to get an amazing idea
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>"Oh! Oh! Maybe we can get Rainbow Dash to help us!"
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GOSH DARNIT, NO!
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>They all fall silent
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Now. We're all here for one very good reason
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>You look at Babs
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Which is most definitely worth 15 bits
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>Sweetie Belle and Babs lean forwards to hear
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>Scootaloo leans back because she's a hardcore rebel who doesn't take poop from nop0ny
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Girls. We're gonna rut Anonymous!
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>Sweetie sticks her hoof up again
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Yes?
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>"What's rut?"
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>You, Scootaloo and Babs cringe
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>Babs places a hoof on Sweetie's shoulder
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>"We'll tell ya when you're older, Sweets."
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>Sweetie just looks confused
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>"But I don't understand! What is it? Is it a gift or something?"
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>Scootaloo nods slowly
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>"Yeah! it's a... Gift. From us to him."
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>This seems to cheer Sweetie up
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>"Super! So what are we getting him?"
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Well first we'll uhh, need to corner him in order to give him his gift!
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>Babs looks far more interested now that the topic is on the table
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>"Rutting Anon... Yeah, I guess this WAS worth the trip"
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>She grins at you
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>You smile back
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>Sweetie innocently tries to join in the smile-fest
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>Scootaloo looks away because she's cool like that
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>Babs gets on her business face
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>"So. How are we gonna do the deed?"
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>Pull out a map of Ponyville from a box
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Well, ah was thinkin'...
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>You are Anonymous
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>Soon to be victim of a cruel plot
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>Wake up
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>Shave shower shit
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>Yawn and scratch your armpit as you walk into the kitchen
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>Pour yourself a bowl of oats
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>Gotta stay somewhat healthy
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>You walk over to the front door to get the morning paper
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>Opening the door, you find a letter on top of the paper
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>Picking them both up, you head back indoors
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>The paper was pretty normal
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>"Famine sweeps across Equestria - Death Toll rising"
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>Stupid sensationalist media
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>You move onto the letter
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>A simple white card with a big red glitter heart in the middle
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Fucking Fluttershy...
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>You open it
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>"Deer Anon. Pleese cum too the cutie mark curseaders clubbhouse - love the cutie mark cruseaders"
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What.
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>You stare at the card for a moment, the cogs in your head turning
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>You just can't understand
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>How the hell did they spell Crusaders wrong differently, twice?
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>You'll need to have a word with Cheerilee about this
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>In any case, you have nothing else better to do today
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>May as well go over there and stop them from getting worse at spelling
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>Walking through the orchard at Sweet Apple Acres, you swear you can hear giggling in the trees
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>You know it's the girls
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>Because only Babs laughs like a man
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>You see the Clubhouse up ahead and prepare to be no doubt assaulted by the little bundle of illiterate joy that are the Cutie Mark Crusaders
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>You put your hands on your hips, smirk to yourself and say aloud:
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Boy. I wonder where the Cutie Mark Crusaders are?
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>You look towards the Clubhouse again and see an eye looking at you from behind a closed curtain
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>The moment it sees you looking, it disappears and you hear more excited giggling
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>You smile to yourself and walk up the ramp to the clubhouse, crouching down and knocking on the door
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>"Shhh! Shh! He's here!"
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>That was Applebloom. You can tell by her charming little accent
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>"Uhh, who is it?"
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It's Anonymous. I got your letter.
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>"Did you now! Well why don'cha get your cute little butt in here"
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>Freeze
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...What?
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>"Ah said get in here!"
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>Maybe you misheard her
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>You push open the door and squeeze through, having to duck your head slightly because of the low ceiling
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>Look down at the philly beaming up at you
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>"Hiya, Anon!"
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Hey there, Applebloom. What was that you just said about-"
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>"NOW!"
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>Three furry blobs land on your head and shoulders, and begin trying to force you to the floor
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>It's adorable
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>It's like being tackled by puppies
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>They squirm and squeal
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>Babs, located on your head, cries over the din they're all making
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>"Applebloom! He won't go down!"
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>Chuckle
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>Applebloom, a serious look on her face, barks an answer
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>"Hold 'im still, girls! I'll get the rope!"
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Wait, what?
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>With very little room to move, and three phillies squirming all around you, you watch as Applebloom pulls out a coil of rope, and begins running around your legs
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>Ahh.
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>The famous "Hoth" manoeuvre
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>Clever girl.
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>You accept what's about to happen and fall forwards, your legs tied up with a cute little bow tied in the knot. Scootaloo and Babs quickly tie your hands behind your back. Rendering you immobile
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>The girls all cheer
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>You laugh it off
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>They're just kids being kids
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>Scootaloo excitedly jumps up and down on your back
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>"Now we can rut him!"
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>Kids? Nay. They are daemoness harlots from the blackest pits of hell.
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>And you're their next victim
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Ok, girls. Show's over. Get me out of here.
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>Applebloom trots into your vision
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>She seems really big, since your chin is resting on the floor with your eyes looking upwards
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>"Oh Anon..."
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>She leans in close and licks your nose
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>"We haven't even gotten to the main act yet"
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I gotta give you credit, that was a great comeback
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>She blushes and wags her tail
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>"S-stop it, Anon..."
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>She kicks a hoof and can't contain her smile
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>Sweetie Belle speaks up
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>"Ok! So are we gonna give him his gift now?"
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Gift. What.
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>"Sure! We are supposed to be giving you a present! That's what Applebloom said when I was told we were rutting you!"
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>You breathe in through clenched teeth and look at Applebloom
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>Her smile is gone and she's looking at the floor nervously
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You haven't told her, have you?
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>"N-no..."
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You didn't plan this out, did you?
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>"Well we weren't expectin' Sweetie to be so..."
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>She leans in and whispers
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>"Slow"
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>You try your best to nod understandingly
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>You look towards Sweetie Belle, who is humming and drawing cute pictures in the corner
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>You worry about that philly sometimes
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>Babs speaks up
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>"Enough talk! Lets do the deed, Applebloom! I want my 15 bits worth!"
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>Scootaloo agrees, emphasising her words by bouncing up and down on your back some more
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>"Yeah! Come on!"
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>And with that, three phillies get to work while one draws pictures of rabbits in the corner
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>Scootaloo and Babs tug and pull at your pants while Applebloom licks your face
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>She smiles widely at you
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>"Gosh, you aren't half salty, Anon... Ah like it."
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This is unbelievably wrong, Applebloom.
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>"Then why does it feel so right?"
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Again, nice work on the comebacks.
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>"Thanks, Anon."
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>She leans in and kisses you. Her tender lips working against yours
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>She pulls back
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>"You're a sweetheart"
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>The phillies roll you onto your back, giving you a much needed view of the clubhouse and your deceptively sinister assailants
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>After much experimentation and prodding, Babs and Scootaloo finally get your pants off
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>They let out a small cheer as they pull them down your legs, revealing your boxers
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>Babs' eyes grow two sizes at the sight of them
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>"Is that...?"
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>Applebloom licks her lips
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>"Eeyup"
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>Applebloom reaches a hoof forwards and touches your junk
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>It's still covered by the fabric, but the feeling is still there
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Applebloom. Stop it.
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>"Nnope."
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APPLEBL-
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>Scootaloo shoves a hoof in your mouth
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>"Quiet, Anon! This is gonna be so cool! We might even get our cutie marks!"
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>Oh god
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>She just had to say that
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>Applebloom gasps
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>"Of course! Rape cutie marks!"
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>The three phillies look at each other before shouting
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>"CUTIE MARK CRUSADER RAPISTS! YAY!"
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>Sweetie Belle chrips from the corner
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>"And Sweetie Belle too!"
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>Poor kid
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>She's just drawing circles over and over again, still humming to herself
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>Seriously. What the fuck.
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>Babs marches across your chest and settles down, her face inches from yours
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>"Ya know. I always thought you were cute"
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I always thought you were a dude
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>Scootaloo starts laughing her ass off
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>Babs turns on her
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>"W-WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHIN' AT?!"
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>Her tail flicks and covers her flank
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>Scootaloo tries to compose herself
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>"S-sorry, Babs. That just got to me..."
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>Babs ain't havin' none a' that shit.
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>"Yeah! But ya still laughed, didn't cha?"
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>"I said I'm sorry, Babs! Come on!"
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>They stare at each other for a second
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>And without further ado, the catfight begins
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>Like a cartoon dustball, the two phillies roll around on the floor slapping and biting the fuck out of each other
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>You look at Applebloom, who is looking at the floor with a miserable look on her face
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You ok, Applebloom?
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>"No... I'm the worst rapist ever..."
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Aww, It's ok. Hey, you think you're bad? Lemmie tell you about Fluttershy...
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>While Babs and Scootaloo continue to fuck each other up, you weave tales of Fluttershy to Applebloom, who laughs merrily and giggles along with you
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>The fight escalates and the two combatants tumble out of the door, rolling down the ramp and towards the orchard
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>Applebloom sighs
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>"Guess I'd better go an' sort 'em out..."
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>She gets up and walks out the door after the other two
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>That leaves you on the floor of the clubhouse, tied up and half naked
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>Great
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>You struggle, but the bindings are holding fast.
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>Sigh
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Perfect...
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>Just then, the door shuts
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>Look up
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>Sweetie Belle is stood over you
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>Oh god no.
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>She isn't-
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>"Well. Now that they're out of the way. I have you all to myself!"
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I FUCKING KNEW YOU WERE SMARTER THAN YOU LOOKED
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>She giggles
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>"Of course! You think Applebloom or Scootaloo or Babs Seed know anything about rape? Please. I learned from the best"
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>She goes on, a smug look on her face
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>"I learned from my sister. And like her, I too am a master of deckep... Deshep..."
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Deception?
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>"Yeah! Decepticon!"
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Well no dice, asshole. I don't care how smart you are. Get me out of here, and I might not tell Rarity what you've been up to
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>"Anon. My sister is the one that taught me this. Do you really think that she'd care? If anything, she'd be proud"
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>Son of a bitch, she's right.
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Ah well. Guess we're doing this the hard way.
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>You tense your stomach muscles and sit bolt upright
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>Sweetie Belle, who was stood on your chest, is headbutted and knocked off
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>She recovers incredibly fast and stands back up with unnatural speed and holy SHIT does your head hurt
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>God damn! It's like her head is made of metal
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>You stare at her
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>Her forehead, where you knocked her.
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>The skin is torn, revealing a silver coloured plating underneath
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Sweet mother of mercy.
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>Sweetie Belle grins at you
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>She then goes about tearing off her own skin
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>Huge chunks of fur and fake meat fall off her now metallic bones and body structure
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>Amidst the shredded disguise stands a small, impossibly advanced construct
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>A metallic voice chimes throughout the clubhouse as it begins to slowly trot towards you, the gears making little whirring noises with each step
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>"GREETINGS. MY NAME IS SWEETIE BELLE. WHAT IS YOURS?"
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FUCKING SWEETIE BELLE!
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