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Untitled Battered House Anon

By SuckingSocks
Created: 2023-04-02 01:41:52
Updated: 2023-04-08 12:22:08
Expiry: Never

  1. Original prompt: Berry Punch getting so tipsy she starts accosting you at the party, eventually leading to hardcore pelvis breaking rape. You cannot live with the shame of being a mares toy but you know her drunken fits will lead to more physical harm. https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/39785994/
  2.  
  3.  
  4. >It has been three weeks since Berry Punch moved in with you.
  5. >You couldn't be happier.
  6.  
  7. "We're all outta FUCKIN PINOT NOIR!"
  8.  
  9. >An empty bottle impacts the kitchen wall shattering glass everywhere.
  10. >Yes you were the happiest, and only, man in Equestria.
  11. >Ever since Berry had seduced you so expertly and romantically at a Pinkie Party.
  12. >When she poured her drink over your head and called you an ugly slut...
  13. >Gosh it really did just get you so hot and bothered.
  14. >Such a persistent mare too, following you into the bathroom after you locked yourself in to hid- wash off the booze.
  15. >The way that filly just ripped off your clothes through your tears, of joy, and forcefully mounted you.
  16. >You got a nosebleed she was so good.
  17. >Probably for the same reason it happens in those Japony-se cartoons so much.
  18. >Not because she smacked your face around with her hooves.
  19.  
  20. "Nonny? NONNY WHERE ARE YOU?!"
  21.  
  22. >You were relaxing in the back of your closet behind some clothes and a few old boxes.
  23. >Also holding a knife because you were thinking about slicing some tomatoes up for nice salsa.
  24. >The closet door swings open and Berry looms over you.
  25. >You drop the knife.
  26.  
  27. "Hey babe. I need you to go get some more Pinot from the store. I'm all outta bits and can't trot myself."
  28.  
  29. "Of course Berry. No problem at all hun."
  30.  
  31. "Thanks babe."
  32.  
  33. >She bites your hand to yank you out onto your feet.
  34. >It hurts but she's just a little impatient for her fix.
  35. >It's really your fault for not stocking up more.
  36. >You're almost out the door when she smacks your ass.
  37.  
  38. "Pick up a bottle for yourself as well, I'm feeling a little frisky tonight."
  39.  
  40. >You nod at her and rub the hoof mark on your backside.
  41. >It hurts a little but that just shows how attracted she is to you.
  42. >The door slams shut behind you.
  43.  
  44. >As you walk through town you can hear others whisper around you.
  45. >From the corner of your eye you see them pointing at you with concerned looks.
  46. >They must all be wondering how a nickel like yourself bagged a dime like Berry.
  47. >Buncha jealous ponies is all.
  48. >You reach the liquor store, aptly named and sticking out like a sore thumb.
  49. >It looks completely removed from Ponyville if not Equestria entirely.
  50. >With it's flickering florescent lights and cracked windows.
  51. >There's even a homeless looking stallion begging for bits by the entrance.
  52. >It reminds you of home.
  53. >You happily skip through the automated door with its jingle.
  54. >There's a cute blue mare behind the counter.
  55. >She gasps when you wave hi at her.
  56. >Pinot, pinot, pinot...
  57.  
  58. "Oh here it is."
  59.  
  60. >You say to no one.
  61. >Golly, they're all so expensive.
  62. >Berry had really been drinking you out of house and home.
  63. >But it's ok, she's worth it.
  64. >She'd get rightfully angry if you got the cheap stuff for her.
  65. >Might have to sell more of your stuff later but you get the nicest bottle they have and a three bit one for yourself.
  66. >Couldn't let Berry drink alone and also maybe it won't hurt so much if you're tipsy too.
  67. >Not that anything would hurt you later tonight.
  68. >You take your two bottles to the counter and the mare is still looking at you with her jaw hanging.
  69.  
  70. "Just these please."
  71.  
  72. "Are you okay?"
  73.  
  74. "What ever do you mean?"
  75.  
  76. >The mare points at her eyes and holds your bottle close to your face.
  77. >Oh it looks like you've got a black eye.
  78.  
  79. "I fell down some stairs."
  80.  
  81. >There are no stairs in your house.
  82.  
  83. "And onto some door knobs. Some pink, hoof sized door knobs."
  84.  
  85. >The mare stares on in horror.
  86. >She's really taking her time.
  87. >She probably won't mind if you just ring yourself up.
  88. >You leave the bits on the counter and walk out with your bottles of wine, no bag.
  89.  
  90. >Everypony is still watching you as you walk back home.
  91. >Berry must be quite the catch to garner all this jealousy.
  92. >Oh look it’s your friend Cloud Kicker, you wave hi.
  93.  
  94. “Anon holy smokes. What happened to you?”
  95.  
  96. “Oh this? Just picking up some mood enhancers for later. If you catch my drift.”
  97.  
  98. >You wink at Cloud with your busted eye.
  99. >She looks horrified.
  100. >You start walking away but she flies to catch up, floating ahead of you keeping pace.
  101.  
  102. “I’m not talking about your wine I’m tal-
  103.  
  104. “It’s not just wine, it's Pinot Noir. Bottle of the good stuff too.”
  105.  
  106. “Anon you have a shiner the size of a tennis ball. Did Berry do this?”
  107.  
  108. “I’m appalled you would even suggest such a thing.”
  109.  
  110. “Ok but did she?”
  111.  
  112. >You kind of roll your eyes.
  113. >It stings a bit with your black eye.
  114. >Hopefully Cloud thinks you’re blowing her off and not looking around to see if Berry is nearby.
  115. >Because Berry likes to make sure you get home safe without talking to mare temptresses.
  116.  
  117. “Uh, no?”
  118.  
  119. “Because Anon, that's really not ok if she did. You know I’ve got some friends from the Academy I could talk to.”
  120.  
  121. “I said she didn’t. I just disrespected some doorknobs in my house ok?”
  122.  
  123. >By this point you were home and Cloud was blocking the door.
  124. >You tilt your head down and glare at her like she was being a jerk.
  125. >She was.
  126. >Reluctantly she moves aside and you open your door.
  127.  
  128. “I’ll see you later Cloud Kicker.”
  129.  
  130. >You’re pretty sure she said the same thing but you shut the door in her face before she could finish.
  131. >Before you can even take off your shoes Berry comes barrelling from another room to take the bottles from your hands.
  132. >She sucks the cork out of the fancy bottle with her mouth.
  133. >That mare could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch.
  134. >Or well, the cork from a bottle.
  135. >She has already downed half the bottle while you admire her.
  136. >Berry lets out a relieved sigh and keeps the wine close.
  137.  
  138. “Who was that you were talking to?”
  139.  
  140. “Oh uhm I…”
  141.  
  142. “Fucking look at me when I’m talking.”
  143.  
  144. >Berry spits at your face when she says it
  145. >You don’t wipe yourself clean but do kneel and get the spittle from her mouth.
  146.  
  147. “Sorry Berry. It was just an old friend, she's nobody.”
  148.  
  149. >She looks at you with contempt.
  150. >Another swig from the bottle.
  151. >She spits the wine in your face.
  152.  
  153. “This Pinot fucking sucks Anon.”
  154.  
  155. >She trots off, swaying her hips seductively.
  156. >Or drunkenly but you’re not one to judge.
  157.  
  158. “And you only got one bottle dumb ass!”
  159.  
  160. >Gosh, what a mare.
  161. >You decide to go clean up for her in the shower.
  162. >The best part is you can’t tell if you’re crying when the water envelopes you.
  163. >You set your cheap wine on the table and go undress in the bathroom.
  164. >Making sure to lock the door behind you.
  165. >Your body is dotted with marks and bruises.
  166. >You fall down a lot of stairs.
  167. >The cold water feels nice on your bare skin, crisp and full of sensation.
  168.  
  169. “Babe… Babe, where are you?”
  170.  
  171. >New locks on the door, you’ll be safe in here.
  172. >Safe from her prying eye because you’re not ready yet.
  173. >The doorknob rattles.
  174.  
  175. “Why did you lock the door?”
  176.  
  177. >You don’t say anything.
  178. >The rattling gets louder and more violent.
  179. >Then it stops.
  180. >Bless your stars she gave up.
  181. >Now back to not crying in the showe-
  182.  
  183. “CELESTIA FUCKING DAMN IT.”
  184.  
  185. >There’s a loud boom on the door.
  186. >She must be trying to buck it down.
  187. >Just as well, the locks will hold.
  188. >The noise goes on for a few minutes before Berry stops again.
  189. >Everything is ok.
  190. >You’ve got a rubber duck floating around too, so that’s a plus.
  191. >But the door starts making noise again.
  192. >You peek your head around the shower curtain to investigate.
  193. >There is a hack saw coming through the door.
  194. >Oh Celestia.
  195. >Berry has made a square hole in the door for her head to fit through.
  196.  
  197. “WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT LOCKING DOORS?”
  198.  
  199. >The shower floor seems like a nice place right now.
  200. >Think you’ll just lay down and let the water take you.
  201.  
  202. >Water droplets from the high pressure stream are almost loud enough to drown out your marefriend's yelling.
  203. >She's tooling around with the lock in her teeth.
  204. >You peek your eyes just above the rim.
  205. >Berry has successfully unlocked the door with only her muzzle.
  206. >That mare sure is smart.
  207. >And pretty too.
  208. >Really has the whole package ya know?
  209. >Most mares are only pretty or smart or kind.
  210. >But not your Berry.
  211. >She was the best pony anyone could ask for.
  212. >Here she comes now.
  213.  
  214. "DON'T YOU EVER PULL THIS SHIT AGAIN."
  215.  
  216. >She smacks you across the face with her hoof.
  217. >It's a good thing you're in the shower otherwise it might look like you're crying.
  218. >She hits you again.
  219. >You recoil into the fetal position while Berry hovers over you.
  220. >Her breathe is heavy and smells of wine.
  221. >She leaves the room.
  222. >You motion wiping the sweat off your brow and grab the rubber duck.
  223. >At least you've got this.
  224.  
  225. "Hey, I'm not drinking alone."
  226.  
  227. >Berry comes back in with both of the Pinots on her back, elegantly balanced despite her buzz.
  228. >She sets them on the floor and takes a gulp, maybe more like a big sip, from hers.
  229.  
  230. "Play your cards right and this could be you babe."
  231.  
  232. >She sucks the cork out of the other wine bottle.
  233. >The shower is still running.
  234.  
  235. "Well drink it. Or do you need a sippy cup?
  236.  
  237. >She pushes it up against the base of the tub.
  238. >You pull away from the corner and grab it hands shaking.
  239. >You take a sip
  240. >And your marefriend pushes the bottom up filling your mouth with the cheap Pinot Noir.
  241. >Some of it sputters onto your chin while cough at the sudden volume increase.
  242. >But you do it for her, you keep chugging as long as she raised it.
  243.  
  244. "Hell yeah babe. Don't bitch out."
  245.  
  246. >You finished about half of it when she's done and set it down on the floor.
  247. >Berry climbs into the tub with you, not noticing or caring about the water.
  248.  
  249. "You're shut tighter than a griffon's coin purse and I'm gonna open you up."
  250.  
  251. >Berry puts her lips to work and not on yours.
  252. >You continue not crying while she blows you.
  253.  
  254. >Later that evening you're watching television in bed.
  255. >It's not really a luxury to own a TV but most ponies don't own one anyways.
  256. >There's never anything good on anyways.
  257. >You were watching some dumb movie called "Buck Buck" about a stallion who gets held hostage by two sexy mares.
  258. >"NOOOO! DON'T SUCK MY COCK! NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
  259. >You think it's supposed to be a horror movie, but who wouldn't want to have sex with a beautiful mare?
  260.  
  261. "What kind of faggot stallion wouldn't want to have sex with a beautiful mare?"
  262.  
  263. "You said it Berry."
  264.  
  265. >You thought you were safe while Berry was sleeping off the booze.
  266. >She's always listening though.
  267. >Maybe you should just pretend to be asleep before she becomes fully cognizant.
  268. >She might try to suck your cock.
  269. >Or worse.
  270.  
  271.  
  272. >You wake up at 6 am sharp.
  273. >Starting your day early for work also means getting up before Berry does.
  274. >She's usually awake by 1 pm at the earliest.
  275. >Berry doesn't have a full time job so she can sleep in a lot.
  276. >She also doesn't have a part time job.
  277. >Or any contracting.
  278. >You think sometimes she volunteers.
  279. >Getting out of bed requires you to push your marefriend off of you.
  280. >She must have tried riding you last night.
  281.  
  282. "Get your filthy Celestia damned HANDS off me."
  283.  
  284. >You brace yourself for the hit but Berry instead mumbles gibberish to herself.
  285. >She must be having some kind of good dream.
  286.  
  287. "If you were a colt I'd eat your ass..."
  288.  
  289. >How precious.
  290. >Alas time to escap- head to your job at the Mayor's office.
  291. >Working as a secretary was great for someone with fingers.
  292. >You could write faster than ponies using their mouths but not unicorns with magic.
  293. >However no unicorn wanted to work for the mayor after that scandal where she called one a bonehead.
  294. >She's up for reelection this year.
  295.  
  296. >The walk to work is pleasant.
  297. >You can hear somepony singing in the distance.
  298. >Ponyville is such a wonderful place full of wonderful ponies.
  299. >They’re so kind.
  300. >And you remembered to do your makeup and wear a scarf so none of those kind ponies can ask about your black eye.
  301. >You only started wearing makeup since Berry moved in.
  302. >No relation.
  303. >Your life sure has changed a lot since you met Berry.
  304.  
  305. >Mayor Mare calls to you as you walk through the door but you pay her no attention.
  306. >You’re too busy reminiscing about how you first met your marefriend.
  307. >It was only a month or so ago but you remember it like it was yesterday.
  308. >You were at one of Pinkie’s wingdings and they were always sure to be a hoot.
  309. >The Flapper Mares were dancing to Dean Maretin and you had just finished your second Sazerac.
  310. >When SHE came to YOU, the most beautiful and charming mare in all of Equestria.
  311. >Berry rocked her hips back and forth so hypnotic.
  312. >You were under her spell.
  313. >She stroked your face and you ran your fingers through her mane.
  314. >Oh how she loved that.
  315. >And then she said it, the line you’ll never forget that had you hook, line, and sinker.
  316. >”I heard you were handsome but you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Be my stallion and lets blow this shindig?”
  317. >No one had ever said something so nice to you.
  318. >Or nice in general.
  319.  
  320. “Anon quit monkeying around.”
  321.  
  322. “Right away Madam Mare.”
  323.  
  324. >She called you a monkey often but like as a friend.
  325. >You still had to call her Madam Mare or ma’am only to keep your relationship semi professional.
  326. >Getting too comfortable with other mares wasn’t a good idea.
  327. >Better just to focus on your work.
  328.  
  329. >A few hours go by like nothing.
  330. >You got a lot of good secretary work done.
  331. >Such as…
  332. >Oh look, it's time for your lunch.
  333. >You usually pack your own lunch but like to go out and get away from the office to eat.
  334. >A nice shady spot on a public bench table suits you fine.
  335. >And what a wonderful spread you’ve made for yourself.
  336. >Half a bag of saltines, two ketchup packets, and water you got from a public fountain.
  337. >Most of your money is spent on Berry.
  338. >While enjoying your feast Cloud Kicker spots you in the distance and waves.
  339. >A few ponies are with her too.
  340. >There’s at least a stallion so Berry shouldn’t get mad if you talk to them by yourself.
  341. >She’s coming over anyway.
  342.  
  343. “What’s happening slick?”
  344.  
  345. “Cloud why are you talking like that?”
  346.  
  347. “Uh, just trying out some new stuff. Why are you wearing all that stuff on your face?”
  348.  
  349. “I don’t know what you mean by that.”
  350.  
  351. “The scarf and make up numb nuts.”
  352.  
  353. >Is your friend making fun of you for trying to dress up nice?
  354. >Perish the thought, she’s probably just surprised to see you caring about your appearance.
  355.  
  356. “I just thought, ya know. Gotta look good to keep my mare around.”
  357.  
  358. >The stallion chirps in.
  359.  
  360. “Your eye looks swollen.”
  361.  
  362. >You scoff at him then let out a nervous giggle.
  363.  
  364. “I guess I’m allergic to this brand.”
  365.  
  366. >Cloud gets in close.
  367. >She has a very concerned look on her face.
  368.  
  369. “You told me you fell on a door knob.
  370.  
  371. “I did. But I also am having an allergic reaction. It can be both.”
  372.  
  373. “This is because of Berry isn’t it?”
  374.  
  375. >You stick up your nose and scoff at your friend.
  376. >This is the second time she’s tried to convince you Berry is at fault for all this.
  377. >The stallion speaks up again.
  378.  
  379. “Berry punch? Isn’t that the mare who drinks a lot? Like, A LOT.”
  380.  
  381. >Cloud chimes in still looking at you concerned.
  382.  
  383. “Yes she is. Anon met her at a Pinkie party. It was awful I don’t know how you fell for her.”
  384.  
  385. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
  386.  
  387. “How do you not? You don’t remember at the party? The one where a bunch of drunk mares were dancing to some mumble rap? Berry stumbled up to you and slapped you right across the face. Didn’t even say hi. You were grabbing onto her mane for balance; she'd hit you so hard.”
  388.  
  389. >The other ponies with your friend were looking everywhere but you.
  390. >While Cloud regaled your classic love story.
  391.  
  392. “Then she asked if, and I quote ‘You’re not a fag right? Stick it in me.’ She didn’t even wait for you to answer. She gosh darned picked you up and carried you away.”
  393.  
  394. >Everypony was awkwardly shuffling their hooves.
  395. >They were supposed to be getting frozen yogurt.
  396. >Or ‘froyo’ as you liked to call it.
  397. >Cloud was being a bad friend.
  398. >She wasn’t there.
  399.  
  400. “You weren’t there.”
  401.  
  402. >She wasn’t the one who talked with Berry.
  403.  
  404. “You weren’t the one Berry talked to.”
  405.  
  406. >She’s just jealous, yeah.
  407.  
  408. “YOU’RE JUST JEALOUS!”
  409.  
  410. >After screaming at your friend trying to help you with your domestic abuser you run away.
  411. >Didn’t even grab your saltines.
  412. >You decide to head back to work early so you can hide from all these envious, rude ponies.
  413.  
  414. >Mayor Mare is surprised to see you back so soon, having hardly left moments ago.
  415.  
  416. “Tired of eating bananas already?”
  417.  
  418. >You’re too distressed to respond to her caring concerns.
  419. >Why is every pony so critical of your marefriend?
  420. >She’s never done anything to you that you didn’t deserve.
  421. >Like last night when she spit in your face a bunch, you got bad wine.
  422. >Or when she tied you to a bed with a pillow over your face.
  423. >She was in a bad mood and wanted to make love and you were being a scared sissy.
  424. >The pillow was because you wouldn’t stop crying and Berry thinks it isn’t sexy.
  425. >It’s not like she was even a selfish lover.
  426. >Always made sure you finished, even when you were asleep or pretending to be.
  427. >You spend so much time thinking about her the day flies by.
  428. >Another hard day of sitting behind a desk writing.
  429. >Truly there is no harder job in the world.
  430.  
  431. “Is there anything else I can do for you ma’am?”
  432.  
  433. >Her reply is snoring.
  434. >She’s sleeping under her desk again.
  435. >You lay a conveniently stashed nearby blanket over the lazy mayor.
  436. >Time to go home to Berry.
  437. >Maybe get something for her to drink first though.
  438. >It dawns on you that you have no money.
  439. >But Berry might be pissed if you came home without something.
  440. >Despite this you make way for the rundown liquor store.
  441. >That same hobo pony is still there.
  442. >He’s the only homeless pony you’ve ever seen actually, is he there by choice?
  443. >You step past the threshold and the cashier is busy with somepony arguing about the price of lewd magazines.
  444. >The latest issue of Horns and Hooves.
  445. >It’s not an innuendo.
  446. >It’s just pictures of unicorn horns and ponies standing on everyday objects.
  447. >This would be a perfect opportunity to grab a bottle while the cashier mare was distracted.
  448. >Stealing is wrong but you really needed it for Berry.
  449. >Sweat droplets run down your smooth, pale-green face.
  450. >Just grab some apple whiskey.
  451. >Sweet Apple Acres produces this stuff by the ton nopony would even notice one missing bottle.
  452.  
  453. “This filly isn’t even a real unicorn! I’m not paying full price for a magazine that falsely advertises!”
  454.  
  455. “Sir please I did not make the magazine I just stock it.”
  456.  
  457. “And I’m saying you should stock it for less.”
  458.  
  459. >The whiskey almost slips through your hands they’re so sweaty.
  460. >When you sneak out Cloud Kicker is waiting for you.
  461. >You attempt to ignore her and start walking the opposite way of home.
  462.  
  463. “Anon can I talk to you?”
  464.  
  465. “Can I borrow fifty bits?”
  466.  
  467. “What? No, I need to talk to you about Berry. See I figured you wouldn’t say anything so I went to my friends from the academy and they really want to talk to B-”
  468.  
  469. “I am just so tired of everypony harassing me about her. She’s a wonderful marefriend. She never hits me. She’s been nothing but a joy to have around and she’s really taken me out of my shell being so dominant.”
  470.  
  471. “Anon…”
  472.  
  473. “That’s enough. I’m going home with MY whiskey. Goodbye Cloud Kicker.”
  474.  
  475. >You crack open the glass bottle and take a swig to drive home your point while keeping your gaze fixed on your “friend”.
  476. >It burns but you only wince a little bit.
  477. >In a huff you walk past Cloud home, turning back to check if she’s following you.
  478. >She wasn’t.
  479. >You wished she did.
  480.  
  481. >Your walk home is a little unbalanced and wobbly.
  482. >You can hold your liquor, you're probably just so tired and stressed.
  483. >All the ponies are asleep by now or at least in their houses.
  484. >None around to once again judge you.
  485. >Finally, you reach your door.
  486. >It’s locked.
  487. >You don’t seem to have your keys on you either.
  488. >If only it was raining.
  489. >Thankfully the weather team hasn’t scheduled any for tonight.
  490. >You slump down, back against the door.
  491. >Berry is probably asleep.
  492. >Would she be angry if you banged on the door hard enough to wake her?
  493. >Or more worried that you never came home?
  494. >Suppose you just break in through a window, it’s your house after all.
  495. >There’s a pretty loose window in the back to the kitchen.
  496. >You stumble to stand and go check for it.
  497. >It’s already slightly open, perfect.
  498. >Trying to jimmy open the frame with your fingers you chip your nails.
  499. >At least it’s open.
  500. >Crawling through the window making sure not to break the whiskey.
  501. >However you catch your clothes on the opening and it catches on your sleeve.
  502. >Your shirt tears and you tumble through onto the floor.
  503.  
  504. “Oh hi hun.”
  505.  
  506. >Berry was in the kitchen the whole time watching this.
  507.  
  508. “Oh my Celestia are you ok?”
  509.  
  510. >She dives to you with such a look of fear in her eyes.
  511. >She grabs the bottle from you.
  512.  
  513. “Sweet, sweet mercy. It didn’t break.”
  514.  
  515. >She immediately unscrews the cap and takes a big sip.
  516. >You stare at her.
  517. >Berry keeps sipping.
  518. >Like you didn’t even exist.
  519. >Picking yourself up, you start stumbling to bed.
  520.  
  521. “Oh hey babe. Take off your clothes and get into bed. And point it up mister.”
  522.  
  523. “Y-yes B-berry.”
  524.  
  525. “What are you retarded? Stop stuttering and go. I’ll be a minute.”
  526.  
  527. >You sheepishly walk away as you’re ordered in your own home.
  528. >Ordered to have sex with a pretty mare.
  529. >You have trouble coping with this at times.
  530. >But she is pretty, and she loves you even if she’s never said it.
  531. >When Berry said a minute she must have meant an hour.
  532. >You’re about to let sleep take you when Berry, like you, also stumbles through the door.
  533.  
  534. “I thought I told your ass to point it up.”
  535.  
  536. >You shuffle around on the bed and expose yourself laying on your back.
  537. >Trying your best to get excited for her.
  538.  
  539. “I don’t think so. I got something else in mind tonight. Point your ass up.”
  540.  
  541. >Berry has a recently emptied wine bottle with her.
  542. >At least you’ll be able to cry into the pillows for what comes next.
  543.  
  544. >The next morning when you wake you are tender.
  545. >All over for sure but mostly one spot.
  546. >Berry is laying on her side away from you.
  547. >She's still wearing the handlebar belt and rings.
  548. >Also cradling the empty bottle.
  549. >You're wearing her, marked all over your body.
  550. >You slump to your feet, need some ice to sit on.
  551. >In the kitchen you wrap some ice in a towel.
  552. >Then you look around, really take in the moment.
  553. >Your kitchen is dotted with bottles.
  554. >Empty bottles, half drank bottles, broken bottles.
  555. >You stare at the broken bottle, you linger on it.
  556. >Looking back towards the bedroom then back to the sharp edges of the glass.
  557. >But instead you pick it up and throw it in the trash.
  558. >Then stare at another one, picking it up and breaking it on the counter.
  559. >But also throwing that one away.
  560. >You break a few more of the empties and repeatedly throw them away.
  561. >This is actually pretty fun.
  562. >No wonder Berry hurts you all the time breaking things is fun.
  563. >Before you know it there's no more left to break.
  564. >When you look at the clock it dawns on you that you're late for work.
  565. >Maybe you'll just take a sick day.
  566. >Spend some quality time with just you and your marefriend.
  567. >You quickly swept up any remaining broken glass and put your clothes on.
  568. >She's still sleeping, even through all the noise you made.
  569. >No lunch today, that banquet from yesterday was all you had left.
  570. >Just as you open the front door there's Cloud Kicker about to knock.
  571. >There are some ponies with her again.
  572. >These ones look different though.
  573. >They are all wearing navy blue jackets with yellow letters.
  574.  
  575. "Anon. These ponies sure would like to talk to you."
  576.  
  577. "Cloud... Is this about the whiskey bottle I stole?"
  578.  
  579. >One of the jacketed ponies interjects.
  580.  
  581. "No."
  582.  
  583. "Oh good. Because I didn't steal it. I bought it fo-"
  584.  
  585. "That's not why we're here sir. We understand a Ms. 'Berry Punch' is staying here. Is she home right now?"
  586.  
  587. "Uh yeah sh-"
  588.  
  589. >Before you can finish the little herd of ponies rushes past into your house.
  590. >The one who's been talking stays behind with you and Cloud Kicker.
  591. >You protest.
  592.  
  593. "You can't just invade my home what do you think you're doing? I know my rights."
  594.  
  595. "Rights?"
  596.  
  597. >You forgot you live in a monarchy.
  598.  
  599. "Mister Anonymous are you aware that your marefriend 'Berry Punch' has committed tax fraud and evasion upwards of forty thousand bits, identity theft, faked her death, and abandoned her own child? Berry Punch isn't even her real name it's Berryshine."
  600.  
  601. "She has a kid?"
  602.  
  603. "Yes. We've been trying to nail her for years but been unable to. The final piece of the puzzle was Cloud here reporting her abuse on your behalf."
  604.  
  605. "But Berry never abused me."
  606.  
  607. "Mister Anonymous please. Without your pain we never could have caught her. You see the tax issues and abandoning of foals is so common that it's too hard to prosecute them by themselves. But being mean is a high offense."
  608.  
  609. >You are dumbfounded.
  610.  
  611. "Abandoning your children isn't mean?"
  612.  
  613. "Not legally no."
  614.  
  615. >By this point you could hear a commotion coming from inside.
  616. >There were sounds of a struggle and Berry yelling.
  617. >You could hear glass shattering.
  618. >You hope they weren't hurting her.
  619. >Still standing on your porch Berry finally appears being escorted by the ponies.
  620.  
  621. "ANON! Babe, babe you gotta tell them. I've never done anything to hurt you."
  622.  
  623. "I uhm... I don't mean."
  624.  
  625. "Come on, everything I did was because you were too shy to ask."
  626.  
  627. "..."
  628.  
  629. "Aw don't be a faggot now of ALL TIMES."
  630.  
  631. >You have nothing left to say.
  632. >As they take her away she turns one last time to look at you.
  633. >And you turned away from her.
  634. >Cloud puts a blanket over you.
  635.  
  636. "Come on buddy. I'll help you clean up."
  637.  
  638. -------------------------------------------------
  639.  
  640. >It had been a few weeks since Berry Punc-, Berryshine was arrested.
  641. >Her story made a few headlines.
  642. >"Fraudulent Pony Back From the Dead"
  643. >Hardly anything about your part.
  644. >Apparently most ponies don't report mean behavior, even in the papers.
  645. >It's seen as rude to tattletale.
  646. >You didn't report it either to be fair.
  647. >Trying to forget the loss of your marefriend you were at another party of Pinkie's.
  648. >Maybe she was a little rough with the beatings and the spending all your money and the ahem, questionable consent butt stuff.
  649. >But she was yours.
  650.  
  651. >You're looking for an answer to your woes at the bottom of a cup.
  652. >When a pony taps you on the shoulder from behind.
  653. >It's a mare with a white coat and two shades of blue for her mane.
  654. >She's also wearing some headphones and violet glasses.
  655. >Sweet Celestia what a bombshell.
  656. >She doesn't say anything but offers you with a gesture an adorable little lighter and pipe with some crystals in it.
  657. >You are a little skeptical considering your luck with mares.
  658. >But then she kisses you.
  659.  
  660. "Hmm, ok!"

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