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Solid Pink	By : cutiemarie-chan Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 15823 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: My Little Pony is copyright Hasbro. I don't own it and don't make profit from it

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  Warning: pedophilia/foalcon, non-con, necrophilia.
Days passed by, yet nopony tried to help her. Either nopony thought that she could be in Fluttershy’s shed or they never actually tried to look for her. Maybe the yellow pegasus was right after all, and everypony were just happy to finally get rid of her. She tried to fight off this thought, but it was damn hard to do in her situation. Gagged, tied and blindfolded almost all day long, she couldn’t distract herself with anything interesting, and of all dreams she had, escaping from the shed was the most painful fantasy. She could hardly move her numb limbs and was afraid that someday she won’t be able to do even that. Her well trained athletic body became weaker as she was lying without motion for at least one week.
From time to time, Fluttershy visited her, either to feed or fuck her. Sometimes she was sure it wasn’t only Fluttershy who used her body, but she was unable to see or hear ponies coming to the shed. Once, she was certain what the pony raping her was a child. Who was it? A filly or a colt? Probably a filly, and the pony smelled just like Sweetie Belle. It was a delicate, distinctive smell filling the Carousel Boutique, probably a perfume used by Rarity.
A single thought of her fellow Crusaders participating in something as disgusting instead of helping their friend made her feel sick. She tried not to think of it as well, but the sick feeling just couldn’t go away. There was another thing causing it: the smell. With each day, it grew stronger. It reminded her of the day she stumbled upon a long dead bunny in the forest. The scent was exactly the same. Something was rotting in the shed, and the filly wondered if it was a pony or an animal.
One day, she heard the old door open with a creak, as dozens of times before that. She cringed a little, knowing what will come soon. It wasn’t something she could get used to, let alone enjoy it.
“Sorry for being late, I had to visit Pinkie,” the filly heard Fluttershy’s quiet gentle voice, yet she knew the mare could get violent any time. The older pegasus came closer to her and unexpectedly took off her blindfold, uncovering her eyes. The faint light produced by the oil lantern was blinding for a filly who spent more then a week in pitch darkness. She blinked, trying to get used to the feeble light, and glanced at the mare. Instead of the beautiful and graceful young pegasus she saw a sick worn out pony. Fluttershy’s tail and mane were turning grey and the feathers covering her wings were very few. She looked painfully skinny and weak, barely able to stand on her shaking hooves, yet there was still a deranged desire in the mare’s blood shot eyes. If only the filly wasn’t tied, there was no way Fluttershy could catch her.
“Um… I know it will sound strange, but… I can’t hide you here forever… you know what I’m talking about? I think… I will let you go.”
   The filly stared at her in disbelief. No, there was no way the mare could voluntary free her. She must be lying.
“Sooner or later, somepony will guess that something is going on in this shed. So… promise you will be quiet… and I’ll let you go,” said Fluttershy, coughing. While the filly’s eyes were wide open, her mouth was still gagged, preventing her from speaking, so she nodded her head instead.
“But there is still… one thing I would like you to try,” added the pegasus mare, opening an old drawer and taking out something wrapped in a cloth, something a size of a filly just like her. When the mare unfolded the dirty sheet, Scootaloo felt a familiar yet horribly strong smell coming from the motionless unicorn filly. She tried to move away from the pink unicorn, disgusted by the scent she produced, but the pegasus mare stopped her with a shaking hoof.
“I just want to see you… together… and then I’ll let you go,” Fluttershy smiled, trying to encourage the filly, but only creeping her out instead. The mare took something from the floor and moved between the filly’s bound legs. Something cold and solid touched the filly’s meat curtains, quickly sliding inside the pink used hole, making her cringe uncomfortably as the icy object made its way down her hospitably stretching tunnel. The mare skillfully released her limbs from the ropes tying them, knowing that the child was too weak to struggle. As Fluttershy grabbed her forelegs with care, the filly suppressed the growl of annoyance, telling herself that in a few minutes the mare will get what she wanted and will finally let her go home.
“That’s okay, Scootaloo. Know look at your new lover,” timidly muttered Fluttershy, lifting the filly’s head. The little pegasus glanced at the unicorn, lying still and submissive with the other end of a long dildo in her fleshy canal. The mare pushed the filly towards her partner and the cold rock hard pole moved deeper inside her uterus. When the child was able to look closer on the unicorn, only the gag in the mouth prevented her from screaming as loud as she could in horror. The filly she was sharing a dildo with was long dead, and the scent Scootaloo felt all along was indeed a smell of rotting pony flesh. She tried to free herself from the mare’s hooves in panic, wriggling her weak limbs in vain, but Fluttershy pressed her petite body against the filly’s corpse again.
The corpse belonging to the unicorn seemed full of maggots and worms. They were coming out of her open mouth, breaking through the pupils of her faded eyes, playfully prying open her rotting skin. As the dildo slammed into the corpse’s insides, it produced a loud squishing sound, crushing maggots who invaded her swollen womb. Some of them were crawling out of the dead filly’s pubic regions, eating through her thin skin and falling on an artificial phallus.
   Scootaloo tightened her inner passage involuntary as the tiny twitching maggots climbed on her from the plastic cock, tickling her clit. The only thing she wanted was to run away from the corpse as fast as she could, yet her legs were still. The smell filled her lungs and pressed her eyes deeper inside, a feeling of disgust overwhelmed her, making her stomach shrink as the bile erupted from her soar throat. Despite all this, the moist thrusting inside her most delicate parts combined with the disturbing yet ticklish sense of worms evading her pubic area. The mixture of sensations forced her body to pulse with heat, making everything around her different. The strong dead smell wasn’t nerve-racking, but arousing like if a wave of air as solid as the gas could be forced its was inside her nose and roughly fucked her lungs, making her bleed and cry out in passion. Scootaloo wriggled her maggot-covered hips playfully, welcoming the rock hard rod into her tiny private passage. But she received much lager cocks that mercilessly torn her apart, stretching her hole to its limits, and this one seemed too small for her pussy, unable to satisfy her lust.
She tried to move more actively, willingly planting herself on the dildo, envious of every inch of it her dead playmate received. The maggots crawled all over her delicate innocent body, caressing her sensitive skin. The little pegasus was breathing hard from exhaustion, but still managed to force her sweaty body on the plastic dick as fast and hard as she could, almost breaking out from the mare’s embrace. She tilted her head back, nearly folding her neck as the wave of pleasure struck her violently, making her tremble in Fluttershy’s hooves.
“Oh, I’m so happy you like it!” chirped the pegasus mare, carefully taking the dildo out of the filly’s wet leaking pussy. The child didn’t even try to run away, lying on the floor and enjoying its pleasant coolness against her overheated body.
“You know, Scootaloo? Maybe it wasn’t a good… idea to let you go, after all. I’m sure we’ll be able to have some sweet time together… if you loved it so much,” smiled Fluttershy before going out of the shed and closing the door behind her, leaving Scootaloo sleeping next to the rotting Pinchy’s corpse.
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