Post number/s: 31223833; 31224150; 31224275; 31224428; 31224691; 31224837; 31224947;
Original author: Anon*

>”H-harder!” She says as she brings her hips down on your crotch repeatedly
>You respond with halfhearted thrusts upwards into the pink pony currently riding your dick.
>You’re Anonymous, and you’re fucking none orher then Starlight Glimmer, the commie leader of a small, out of the way town that you ended up in
>You weren’t exactly sure how you got to this weird land of talking horses
>one moment you were driving home from work late at night, the next you were sprawled out on the hard dirt ground outside of this town you were forced to call “home” for a little over a year and a half now.
>as soon as you stopped screaming like a little bitch at the fact you were in a town full of four foot tall horses, the townsponies introduced you to their leader, Starlight
>she was pink with a straight purple mane with a light blue streak running down it, same treatment on her tail.
>you noticed pretty quickly that they all had something like an ass tattoo on all of them, however they were all the same
>when you asked, Starlight had gone into a spiel about cutie marks and how they do nothing but cause problems and tear people apart
>You has spaced out in the middle of her speech, not really interested in what she was talking about after she had been ranting for well over 5 minutes
>it all seemed pretty familiar to communism you had thought at the time
>it was supported by the fact that they all shared the same equals sign cutie marks, and how Starlight kept talking about equality and being free from the oppressive grasp of said marks.
>she asked you where you were from and what you were, and told her all you really could, that you were a human from a place called earth.
>she seemed interested in what you had to say, so you spent some time talking about earth and what life was like for you and humans in general.
>she seemed very intrigued when you told her that humans don’t get cutie marks, instead of being good at just one thing, they can be good at many things and aren’t limited to what they can do
>after your discussion, she offered you a room in her house
>well, they looked more like apartment buildings then anything really
>your first week was pretty rough, plagued with constant nightmares and the depression over the fact that you probably wouldn’t be returning home
>did you mention Starlight was a fucking unicorn? Who could use magic?
>Starlight explained she was a pretty powerful one at that, but she didn’t seem to have any idea how to send you back home
>after your initial rough beginning in the small town, you started adjusting relatively quickly to the environment
>You did odd jobs that earned you a few bits here and there, which helped you buy clothes and other things that you needed
>things were somewhat normal, besides the fact that Starlight seemed to control her town with an iron fist- er, hoof
>around 6 months of being here, Starlight randomly called you to her room one night, saying it was something important she needed to discuss with you
>when you had walked in, she was in a very.. revealing position
>face down ass up, tail moved to the side, leaving nothing the imagination
“S-Starliht what the fu”
>Anonymous, I’m going to be blunt with you. Leading this town is stressful. Very stressful. I haven’t had sex in nearly a year. I’ve noticed that you haven’t seemed very... active yourself
>you feel your face getting red, but she was right
>you haven’t fapped since you arrived here, let alone had sex
>did you even find mares attractive?
>they were ponies for fucks sake!
>regardless of what you thought, you felt yourself harden in your pants, pitching a tent in your loose PJ pants
>Starlight notices it and smiles a predatory grin, sending a shiver down your spine
>”All I’m proposing is a mutual agreement. We help each other. You rut me to your hearts content, and I get the stress relieve that I need.”
>your mind had hit a brick wall, what the hell were you supposed to do?
>a woman was offering herself to you, ready to take your dick right now
>on the other hand, she was a four foot tall talking unicorn
>Starlight seems to get impatient, giving you an annoyed look and shaking her rump in the air, reminding you of where you were
>”Well Anonymous? What’s it gonna be? I don’t have all day?”
>you take another look at her marehood, dripping down her legs and onto the bed, her clit winking at you every few seconds in anticipation
>screw it
>you were gonna fuck this horse
“I-I accept Starlight.” You choke out more nervously then you intended
>she smiles that smile again, sending another shiver down your spine
>”Good. Now, quit standing there and rut me already!”
>from that day forward, she used you for her “stress relief,” and you got some tight horse pussy
>you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like it from day one
>that brought you back to where you currently were
>she was on top of you, riding your cock like her life depended on it
>you grunted, signifying you were close to release
>She clamped down hard on your shaft and began to twitch involuntary due to her orgasm
>this pushes you over the edge yourself, you grab her hips and slam her down on you, releasing your seed into her warm snatch
>suddenly, she leans down and does something she’s never done before
>she grabs your face in her hooves, and plants a passionate kiss on your lips
>you were shocked, one thing she had always said when you began this “agreement” was no kissing. She had been pretty firm on that
>you were surprised she had been the one to break this rule
>she continued to kiss you for a few more seconds, until suddenly stopping and opening her eyes to stare at you
>as you looked into her large purple eyes, you swore you saw a hint of nervousness
>however, it was quickly replaced by anger as she started yelling at you
>”g-gah! I can’t believe this! Get out!”
>you were shocked by the sudden outburst, so you just stared at her, the anger growing in her as she stood up on the bed and staring daggers into your soul
>”I said get out! You’re disgusting! I don’t want to see you!”
“I-I’m sorry!” You stutter out, not sure what you should really say
>”No! You’re not sorry! Get OUT!” She screams at you, lifting you up and actually throwing you out the door and into the wall outside of her room
>you get one last look at her from your painful position on the floor, right before she slams the door with an angry grunt
>you weren’t exactly sure what Starlights problem was
>for the past five months or so she began to treat you.. differently
>she went from being generally nice to you to rude
>it started small, her yelling at you for not cleaning something that you missed
>then she began to start being rude in public
>she had an array of names for you at this point
>the townsponies, having no choice, joined in Starlights new vendetta against you
>yiu couldn’t go outside without having someone call you some insult, usually related to apes or your dick size
>it’s not like you were small (by human standards at least), but from what Starlight has said, stallions here had a good 4 inches on you
>it didn’t really bother you, because you were still the one she came to nearly every night for dick
>but you had started to hate yourself over time with each insult she threw at you
>you hated yourself because you had started to fall in love with her
>her voice, her body, her eyes, the warmth of her barrel on yours after having led her to orgasm, the softness of her coat on your skin
>small things like that would set your heart aflutter whenever you were in bed with her
>You had begun to fall into a state of depression
>you wouldn’t leave Starlights building unless you needed food or it was nighttime
>late night walks had become something you had looked forward to during your days spent indoors
>it reminded you of the times you hopped into your old Miata and went out for a night drive to clear your head
>god you could go for a drive about now
>these ponies seemed to not be just there yet in terms of cars, so you were stuck with walking
>you stopped your train of thought on the past and remember where you were
>still on the floor after being thrown out of the room by Starlights magic
>and your whole body hurt
>you managed to get up and walk back to your room after making sure you hadn’t broken anything
>you sat down on your bed
>what had your life come to?
>you had a decent life back on earth with plenty of friends and a loving family
>now you were in a world of magical, flying, and talking ponies
>and you lived in a town of them who’s leader seemingly hated your guts unless you were balls deep in her mare cunt
>and the whole town made fun of you in turn because their leader was a commie
>god you hated everything
>you didn’t even bother showering, you just put your head back on the pillow and drifted off to sleep
>“..-non.”
>huh?
>”Anon.”
>someone was calling your name
>and trying to wake you up from your much needed sleep
“Five more minutes mom...” you mutter into the pillow as you turn yourself away from a bright light that was quickly making its way through your closed eyelids
>”Anonymous!”
>Starlight’s voice pierces your thoughts and makes you sit up in bed
“Wha?” you say as your blurry vision begins to focus on the annoyed looking unicorn standing next to your bed
>”Get up.” She says coldly, the annoyed look not leaving her face for a second
“Whadda want Starlight? It’s like 8 in the morning.”
>you glance to the clock and see it’s Indeed 8 AM
>”I have a job for you.”
“What is it?”
>”I need you to paint.”
“Paint what?”
>”Our house of course!” She says as a matter of factly
>you simply stare at her
“You want me to paint.. every house?”
>”Yes. All of them. And I want them done by tonight. Get to work Anonymous.” She says and begins to trot out
“Wait, do you mean paint them all? They’re all brown!”
>”Just get it done and stop complaining Anon!” She yells back to you
>you sit there dumbfounded
>you get up and look out of your window
>at the doors there were various supplies
>several cans of paint, painters tape, brushes of different sizes, the list goes on
>you look up at the rising summer sun
>you sighed
>you had a long day ahead of you
*some 7 hours later*
>it was currently around 3, and you had just finished one row of the houses
>Starlight had made you paint them brown.
>while they were already brown.
>because they were made of fucking wood
>no one seemed to appreciate the effort you were putting in, as throughout the day ponies took their turns at throwing insults at you
>”Hey money boy!” One pony you you recalled as Sugar Belle yelled out to you
>you knew she was just going to insult you, so you just continue painting the wall in front of you
>”Hope you don’t fall from there!” She says as your ladder starts to shake
>you look down to see her shaking the base of the ladder
“Fuck you Sugar Belle! Your dirt muffins taste like shit!”
>not the best insult, but you were working with what you had
>your retort was left with laughter from the ponies who were now surrounding the base of the ladder and taking their turns at shaking it
>You held on for dear life, completely forgetting about the paint bucket you were balancing in your arms
>you could do nothing but watch as the can of paint fell out of your grasp and covered about 5 ponies in brown paint, Sugar Belle getting the worst of it
>the shock is broken by laughter. Your laughter that is
>you couldn’t help it, they had no idea what had hit them
>and it wasn’t even on purpose!
>your laughter continues as the ponies look up to you
>”Y-you..” Sugar Belle says, quietly at first
>you barley heard her over your hysterical laughter
>”You SCUMBAG!” She screams as she bucks your ladder in one fell swoop
>your laughter stops abruptly as you feel yourself losing your balance
>next thing you know, you’re falling
>the pain is abrupt
>everything hurts
>it feels more then pain
>it was complete agony
>every fiber of your being felt like it was being stabbed over and over
>you couldn’t hear anything but a loud ringing
>you couldn’t see anything besides white
>slowly though, you heard muffled voices
>someone was screaming
>your vision began to come back ever so slightly, just enough to see a pink uncicorm shooting a blast of magic at the dark brown blur you assumed to be Sugar Belle
>Starlight...
>you heard someone call your name, but you couldn’t respond
>you felt the pain fade away as you were thrown into the realm of unconsciousness

Archiver's note: Unfinished