original thread:https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/8358801/
original author is Anon
kinda gross...
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>Raised by a single father
>Never really got the talk
>Thought she was dying after her first period
>Never really learned how to wash down there
>Thinks her yeast infection is the natural state of things
>Constant itching has plagued her for years
>Thinks it's so common, never mentions to her friends
>Sticks like rancid slim jims whenever she dips down to piss
>Some of the girls have noticed, none have commented
>"What a dyke" they say
>"Her girlfriend must love it" they say
>They laugh
>Dash just itches
>Rubs it against tree bark, occasionally
>Nothing feels better than napping legs spread, letting it dry out in the sun
>Poor, 'lazy' Dash

>Stinky girl headcanon
>You know you could tell her the truth
>You could fix this, and make everything better
>But you love stinky infected Dash
>You love her feta cheese
>You love how she needs you to itch her
>Get your fingers all nasty, slimy, and stinky covered in flakes of skin, rot, and puss
>She's always so embarrassed, and thanks you so dearly
>I love you, Dash

>You spear that puss pussy every night like lancing a boil
>Something bleeds every time, like she's your beautiful virgin
>More than sex, you cure her of the itching for a brief respite
>Slamming balls deep in the slimy ichor constantly exuding from her swollen, chapped lips
>You cum inside, of course
>The infections are so deeply rooted at this point you know she's infertile
>She doesn't
>She thinks she's normal
>Blushing deeply as you cream her cheese, chiding you about not being ready to be a mother
>She will never be
>Her rotten vagina, infected to the womb with fuzzy mold, will never grow anything but spores
>You wipe the black scab flakes and pink yellow puss cum off
>She pees a light pink stream, sighing
>You fall asleep idly scratching the puss pot, her head lightly resting on your chest
>Snoring, the little tart

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>It's a wonderful evening in Ponyville when you hear a knocking at your door.
>You open it to find Rainbow Dash.
>She looks a little worried about something.
>"Hey Anon, I was uh... wondering if you could help me out with something?"
>She seems to be avoiding eye contact. That's odd.
"Sure Rainbow, you know I've always got your back. What do you need?"
>She casts a nervous glance behind her and steps inside the house.
>"I'm having a little problem uh... down there... and-
>Down there?
>"I figured since you have hands and all..."
>Oh fuck
"Well I did say I've got your back. Let's go to the bathroom."

>You get to the bathroom and mentally prepare yourself for what may be ahead.
"Alright, lay down. Let's see what we're dealing with."
>She lies down on her back keeps her hind legs locked in front.
>"Promise you won't talk about this to anyone."
>She seems really nervous at this point, maybe she's never exposed herself this way before?
"I promise Rainbow. What happens in here stays in here."
>She nods her head and slowly moves her legs apart...
>I'veseensomeshit.jpg
>It's like she's never washed it before.
>Crusty skinflakes, discolored swelling, pus dribbling from open sores, and the smell, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST THE SMELL.
>What the fuck am I supposed to do.
>"It's been getting itchier than normal lately and tree branches just aren't doing it for me anymore."
"Y-you want me to scratch it for you?"
>"Just a little, I'll tell you when to stop"
>She looks at you expectantly. Waiting for you to begin.
>God help your soul.

>You look for the least infected area and hesitantly bring your hand towards it.
>As you begin to scratch you notice globs of dead skin getting caught under your fingernails.
>"Scratch harder, I can't feel anything."
>Goddammit
>You press a bit harder and pop a boil or two in the process spilling a mixture of blood and pus down her folds.
>She grunts in pleasure
"Is this good?"
>"G-go a little deeper."
>Well why the fuck not
>You slip your other hand into her folds and begin scratching the infected skin at the source.
>Rainbow moans in pleasure.
>You feel another liquid begin to dribble out and onto your hand.
>You are obviously doing something right.

>You can see almost see the stench rising from her filthy snatch
>It's nearly impossible to even keep your opens open
>Leaning forward hand outstretched you place your finger on her pussy
>The salty acridness of the air is making you choke and you almost vomit
"Are you alright?"
"I'll be *cough* fine"
>Scratching her vagaina causes thousands of blue skin flakes to fill the air
>She's squiggling around and her voice cracks with little squeaks
>As you stop raking your nails across her folds she says
"Please, don't stop"
>Increasing your speed her body starts rocking and her wings start to flutter
>Heat emanates from her pus filled hole
>The smell intensifies and makes your eyes water
"I need something else down there, I'm REALLY itchy down there"
>Her begging turns your boner into steel
>Unzipping your pants she can see that you're 3 inches hard
>Dashie can see your embarrassment and bursts into laughter
"Are you serious?"
"Dashie pls"
>Hopping off the table she flies above your head and rubs the rest of her flaky skin onto your head
"See ya later baby dick"
>Rainbow Dash flies away bellowing a hearty laugh crushing your heart