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Trixie thought she could just bury her head under the covers and hide. Maybe this beast would ignore her, stroll right past and off into the night. Of course… things never went that smoothly for her. The thundering footsteps paused, there was a moment of silence, then an ear-splitting ROAR that sounded from the depths of Tartarus! Trixie’s humble wagon didn’t stand a chance. Wood panels peeled away like styrofoam, her house was reduced to rubble in the span of a few brisk seconds.

 

When Trixie pushed her way out of the wreckage and stared up into the night, she was met face-to-face with the snarling, slobbering face of an Ursa Major! Trixie’s heart drilled in her chest, and she did the only thing she could think in that moment of terror–run for her life!

 

Trixie galloped across the field. She was actually heading away from the town, but in her mania she had no sense of direction. Only survival.

 

The Ursa Major watched her flee for a few yards, eyes piercing the night and surveying his prey. She got to the edge of the field before he started charging. There was no chance. Even if Trixie was running at twice her maximum speed, the Ursa Major could catch up in less than a second. In the next instant he was on her. Trixie magically grabbed a branch from the floor of the encroaching forest and flung it back at her pursuer. It bounced off his nose like a toothpick, shattering into a thousand pieces.

 

“H-Help! Help! Won’t anypony HELP!!??”

 

The trees behind her opened up, parted by the sheer might of this hulking monster. The Ursa raised his paw high above Trixie, and took his next step.

 

SPPLRT!!

 

The paw was easily ten times the size of the pony and pressed her into the soil effortlessly. Wisps of caustic steam venting out from under the paw hinted at the toxic stench assaulting Trixie at that moment. The Ursa’s paw pad was a bed of greasy, grimy, cheesy odor. Years of dirt and gunk collected from his nomadic lifestyle, layers upon layers of sweat that had seeped and dried while chasing down similar prey… all of it was now hitting Trixie full on. It took all her strength to not throw up.

 

After an eternity under that paw, the Ursa lifted it up to examine the steam-pressed pony with her face down in dirt. He snorted in approval, as if to say serves you right! He didn’t need to know Trixie to know she deserved a good stomping, and also deserved what was coming to her next.

 

Still a shuddering mess on the ground, Trixie turned up expecting to see the Ursa’s face sneering down at her. Instead, she was treated to a full moon as he wiggled his rear high in the air, got into position, and threw it down. BROOOOM!! A few trees gave up their leaves on the full impact of the beast sitting down, cratering the earth with Trixie at ground zero.

 

There isn’t a place in Equestria as dank, dark and smelly as an Ursa Major’s behind. For Trixie it was like sitting in an oven along with a heap of rotting meat. The press of that fat posterior held her in place, helpless to the quivering and flexing of the enormous Ursa asshole poised just above her.

 

With this, the Ursa clenched his fists and leaned forward. Just a little more, and…

 

Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Rarity jumped up. They all could hear it. Something roaring off in the distance. Like a great all-powerful brute growling through a waterfall of mud. They all shared frightened glances.

 

“Y’all hear that?”

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!bold!“That really sounds like…”

 

“Like an Ursa ripping some major ass!” Rainbow’s teeth clattered.

 

Twilight waved away their worries, giggling to herself. “Really, girls! You three are letting your imaginations get away with you!”