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The Horror, the Horror	By : bigmacintosh20111 Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 7313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Horror, the Horror
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It was the same every time. Whenever there was a full moon, Lily wouldn’t answer her door, nor set up her flower stall. When Roseluck had asked her about it, she claimed to be visiting relatives in Fillydelphia, or to be suffering from temporary deafness, or to have been trying to get some bird droppings out her mane, or that she had been held captive by a mutant plant in her basement, and had only just managed to escape from its leafy clutches and destroy it. Each month, the excuses became more and more elaborate, and less and less believable.
Roseluck knew something was fishy, and she even joked with her other friend Daisy that Lily might be some kind of werepony, but whatever it was it was driving Roseluck to distraction. She decided that she had to discover Lily’s secret, no matter what. And, as luck would have it, tonight was the first night of a full moon.
She made her way to Lily’s house, a cosy one-storey cottage surrounded by a well-kept and vividly colorful flower garden, at the outskirts of Ponyville next to the Everfree Forest. She hid herself in some bushes and sat waiting, staring at Lily’s door. She wasn’t even sure Lily was home, but couldn’t think of a way of checking without giving away her presence, so she decided to risk it and hunker down.
After over an hour of nothing, Roseluck was just about ready to give up through boredom when the door opened and Lily cantered out. The pink pony glanced furtively around, making sure no one was watching her, and then made her way into the Everfree Forest. Roseluck hesitated; she had never been in the forest before, and had heard all kinds of strange beasts and monsters dwelt in its unnatural darkness. Why in Equestria would Lily go in there, so confident and nonchalant? Roseluck gulped and then followed, walking gently and carefully a good distance behind her friend so as not to give herself away. She felt a chill in her spine as some unknown bird began cawing, and felt weaker with each step. It became harder and harder for her to put one hoof in front of the other the deeper they penetrated the dark wood, but she carried on regardless. It was terrifying, even scarier than when that stampede of rabbits had rampaged through Ponyville, but she just had to find out where Lily was going and what she was up to.
She followed for a good half an hour, until up ahead lay a cave, its interior shrouded in absolute darkness. Lily paused before the mouth of the cave, and then entered, disappearing from Roseluck’s view. Roseluck proceeded nervously, unsettled by her surroundings and that she had, momentarily at least, lost sight of Lily. She stopped when she reached the entrance and took a deep breath. She then furrowed her brow and plunged into the darkness, moving slowly, reaching out her front hooves to check for any obstructions in her path with each step. After several minutes of painstakingly slow walking, she stopped and turned her head. The light of the entrance seemed so far away.
“Lily? Are you there?” The words echoed through the cave, and no response came. Whatever Lily’s purpose had been in coming into here, Roseluck wasn’t going to be able to see it for herself. “Lily!” she tried one more time, but once again there was no reply. She sighed, and started to head back towards the cave’s entrance. As she did, she thought she heard muffled footsteps and breathing, close to her. Something else was in the cave. Roseluck froze, her heart pounding so hard that it threatened to burst through her chest, and listened. More scraping, scrabbling footsteps, and a quiet sigh. What if it’s a monster? she thought, feeling panic rising within her. Oh Celestia, what if it’s hurt Lily, or worse! What if it’s gobbled her up for starters and I’m the main course?!   She prepared herself to gallop but then stopped, not wanting to leave Lily.
As she tried to decide what to do she felt a sharp pain, as though a pin had been inserted into her flank. She let out a startled gasp and tried to run, but after a few seconds her eyes started to droop and she was overcome by dizziness and fatigue. She made it only a few feet before simply putting one hoof in front of the other became a massive effort. A horrible high pitched snickering filled the cave, guttural and mocking, full of intent and malice. Roseluck then blacked out completely, unable to cling onto wakefulness any longer, and collapsed heavily on the cave floor.
***
When Roseluck awoke, the first thing she saw was a stallion with an orange mane and yellow coat, lying before her, dead. No, not dead…he was still breathing, shallow, restless snores. Sleeping. She hauled herself to her hooves, and took stock of her surroundings. She was still in the cave, or at least a cave, and she was in a wooden cage. She shook her head, feeling deeply confused. She was in the blackness, and then there was the pain, and then…
“Roseluck! I’m so glad you’ve finally woken, you sleepyhead!”
Roseluck gulped. She knew that voice. She turned her head and there stood Lily, outside the cage, staring at her with an amused smirk. Roseluck frowned. It was Lily, only…not. She looked strangely different. Her eyes were red, rather than their usual gold. “Lily, what’s going on? Come on, let me out of this cage.”
“You’re going nowhere, Roseluck.” She smiled, revealing rows of razor sharp teeth. “I saw you lurking outside my house, spying on me, so I decided to punish you for your nosiness by luring you here, to be my…hmm, shall we say, livestock.” She licked her lips. “You’re young and healthy…oh yes, you’ll do nicely.”
Roseluck felt a terror rising through her. Livestock? What was that supposed to mean? And what in Equestria had happened to the Lily she knew? “I don’t understand. What are you? Why am I here?”
“I am a marenananggal,” Lily said, unfurling a pair of leathery bat-like wings. “Most of the time I am a normal pony, but every full moon, I become this. I feast on creatures of the forest, on the entrails of ponies that get lost in the woods, but I find such mediocre fare so unsatisfying. It’s not what I truly crave.” She looked hungrily at Roseluck. “That’s why I brought you here. You can nourish me in ways that mere pony guts can’t.” Lily glanced at the stallion, who was rousing from his drugged stupor. “Ah, it won’t be long until you and your new friend become acquainted.”
Roseluck looked at the stallion. She had almost forgotten he was there, but as he rose and blinked, she quickly grew very much aware of his presence. He looked at her with longing lust, and wordlessly approached.
“Hey, what are you doing?” Roseluck said, backing away as the stallion moved forward, his eyes full of wanton desire. She caught sight of his erect penis, and looked desperately at Lily.
“Oh, this is Braeburn. I fed him an aphrodisiac potion along with the sleeping draft when I found him wandering the Everfree Forest all by himself, silly pony. I had to ensure that when he woke up, he would be solely focussed on sating his carnal desires. Don’t resist, Roseluck. Make it easier on yourself.”
Roseluck backed up until she was pressed against the bars of the cage, and tears swelled in her eyes. “No…please no,” she murmured. “HELP!!” HELP!!”
Lily laughed and rolled her eyes. “Oh come on. Nopony’s going to hear you scream here.”
Braeburn used his superior strength to turn her round. He mounted her, forcing his penis into her pussy, holding her with vice like grip against the bars of the cage. Roseluck sobbed and pleaded as Braeburn relentlessly pounded inside of her, oblivious to everything going on around him. Lily watched, laughing and stamping her hooves.
“Oh please, no, stop!” Lily said, mockingly, as Roseluck continued to cry and moan and weep with each thrust of Braeburn’s hips. She was so overwhelmed with fear and bewilderment and revulsion that she lost the ability to resist, and just hoped that Braeburn would finish soon and that the nightmare would be over with.
For another five minutes Braeburn continued, until his warm load gushed out profusely inside of Roseluck. He withdrew, panting happily, with a look of blissful relief on his face. Roseluck curled herself into a ball, weeping and shuddering, feeling sickened and crushed as some of Braeburn’s semen escaped her vagina and dribbled down her leg. Braeburn was still in a sex-crazed trance, and within minutes his penis was once again swollen, and he eyed the cowering Roseluck with lust. He walked back over to her and lifted her, impaling her on his cock again. She barely even acknowledged what was happening. It was a nightmare. She was going to wake up soon. Don’t worry. Don’t worry. Nothing to be afraid of. Just a nightmare. Just a nightmare…
Soon Braeburn came again, less this time, but still plentiful, and some of the warm liquid spilt out and dribbled onto the floor. Roseluck felt as though her heart had been torn out. Her pussy felt shredded and sore, and when she turned and looked, there was blood intermingled with the semen dripping out. She retched, and pressed herself into one of the corners of the cage, as tight as she could. Braeburn had fallen back into some sort of stupor, with his eyes closed and a satisfied smile on his face, and Roseluck sensed that the ordeal was over. For now, at least.
***
Days had passed since Roseluck’s imprisonment, maybe weeks. Possibly even months. In the cave, with the only light being a perpetually burning torch, it was difficult to tell. Every now and then Lily would come and bring food and water. Most of the time her eyes and teeth were back to normal, but she remained silent and avoided eye contact with Roseluck at all costs, staying only to watch them eat and then leaving quickly. Braeburn’s food was drugged, keeping him in a permanently suggestible and aroused state, and after every feeding he would force himself on Roseluck and repeatedly rape her. Roseluck had come to dread meal times, for she knew what would inevitably follow. On one occasion she had even tried to take Braeburn’s drug laced hay and throw it out of the cage. Lily had told Braeburn to beat her, and he did, viciously. Her face was still bruised, and she never tried it again.
After a while, Roseluck noticed her period had stopped, and her belly had begun to swell. Every so often she felt terribly sick, even more sick than usual, and the awful realization dawned; she was pregnant. It was inevitable really, but the possibility hadn’t even occurred to her.
That didn’t stop Braeburn though, who continued to rape her relentlessly. However, when Lily noticed her bulge, she stopped giving Braeburn the drug. Thus, after several months, he finally came out of his stupor.
“What the…where in Equestria am I?” he said, looking around. He saw Roseluck. “Hey there!” He frowned when she cringed, looking at him with disgust. “Hey, don’t worry, I ain’t gonna hurt ya.”
Roseluck stared at him with amazement. He wasn’t lurching forward, his eyes filled with lust. He sounded…kind. The beast, the monster from her nightmares, standing there looking so confused and innocent and…kind. Maybe Lily had forgotten to administer his drug? Whatever the situation, Roseluck felt deeply conflicted. She knew it wasn’t Braeburn’s fault, but even so, he still terrified her utterly.
“What is this, some kinda cave?” He took in his surroundings, completely baffled. “And you…you’re pregnant!” He was still somewhat dozy from the after-effects of the drug, and seemed more curious about everything that worried or scared.
Roseluck gulped, and answered, “Uh, yes.”
“Right. Well now, this is most strange. I was jus’ havin’ a walk in the woods, and then I wake up in a cage with a pregnant mare. Aw hell, Applejack and Big Mac are gonna be wonderin’ where the hay I’ve got to! I’m Braeburn, by the way. What’s your name?”
“R-Roseluck. You know Applejack and Big Macintosh?”
“Know ‘em? Why, they’re my cousins!”
Roseluck breathed deeply. “I…don’t really know how to tell you this, but…we’ve been here for a long time.”
Braeburn’s eyes widened. “How long?”
“Months, I think.” She looked at her belly. “Yes, it must be months.”
“But I just woke up! I certainly ain’t been here for months.”
Roseluck sighed, and told him. Told him how he had been constantly drugged, how he had repeatedly raped her, how the little foal in her belly was his…. Braeburn shook his head, and then vomited copiously. As the sickly smell filled the cave, he stared in disbelief.
“No way, I…no, that’s just…oh Celestia! I did all that to you? Oh my, I’m…well, I guess sorry won’t cut it, but I am truly, deeply sorry. Sorry as any pony can possibly be. I had no idea…!”
Roseluck smiled slightly. It was the first time she had smiled in a very long time. She actually felt sorry for him. The poor pony, discovering he had done all that without his knowledge. It was of course nowhere near as bad as what Roseluck had endured but even so, she couldn’t help but feel sympathy. “It wasn’t your fault. I don’t blame you.”
***
A few days later, Lily came with the food and drink as usual. She sat there, watching Braeburn and Roseluck eating. Once they had finished, they noticed that rather than hurrying off, Lily had stayed, and was looking at them with…Roseluck wasn’t sure, but it looked like desire, or…hunger? Either way, she found it somewhat unsettling. Roseluck lay down, facing away from Lily, hoping that she would go away. Lily strolled around the cage, back into Roseluck’s line of sight. Roseluck tried to stand up, but found that she was unable to move any of her limbs. She tried to cry out in surprise, but only a guttural squeak came out, as her mouth wouldn’t follow the instructions her mind gave them. She tried to move again, but nothing happened. She was completely paralyzed. She looked at Lily, who was grinning with satisfaction.
“Ah, good, you are both completely incapacitated. I was worried I hadn’t put in enough of the drug, or maybe too much!" Her eyes flashed red, and she revealed the rows of dagger teeth. “At last, it is time for me to feed properly! You don’t know how much I’ve been looking forward to this…”
Lily’s tongue emerged from her mouth like a snake, weaving and edging its way through the bars of the cage towards Roseluck. The unnatural proboscis grew ever longer, and Roseluck watched with horror as its slimy wetness flopped against her numb thigh. It then slivered its way toward her vagina, and the feeling of abject horror rose as it pushed its way between the swollen lips of her labia and slipped inside her, past her cervix towards her womb. Roseluck could feel the tongue wriggling within of her, worming its way towards her foal and wrapping itself around the fetus. She wanted to cry and vomit, but she couldn’t move a muscle. She was screaming in her head, just wishing that she was dead so that she wouldn’t have to endure what was happening to her. Lily’s face was full of anticipation, drool visibly dripping from her mouth and splashing on the cave floor.
The tongue began to withdraw, and Roseluck could feel it dragging the fetus with it, tearing it from its safe, warm home, wrenching it from its rightful place inside of Roseluck. It slid through the birth canal, and with a swift yank, the fetus was severed from the umbilical cord and removed from Roseluck’s body, enwrapped in Lily’s disgusting extended tongue. The fetus was mostly stained red, with occasional patches of crimson and maroon. Its pony shape was clear, and Roseluck could see its miniature front and back legs and dark patches where the eyes were meant to be. It looked so tiny and helpless and pathetic. Roseluck watched with desperation as her foal was torn away from her. Lily dropped it at her hooves, and her tongue retreated back into her mouth.
The fetus was intact, but not for long. Lily stamped her hoof on it several times, spurting out blood and viscera, until it was just a bloody pulp. She then gorged on the foal, moaning with almost orgasmic delight as she chewed the mashed fetus, savouring the taste. She ate slowly and deliberately, lapping up all the remnants and licking the floor to make sure she hadn’t missed any of the juices. Once she had finished she gasped with joy, and a trickle of fluid dripped from her vagina. She stood panting heavily, overcome with ecstasy, and then started giggling uncontrollably. Roseluck looked on, completely broken. All she wanted was to die, because there was no way she could carry on living after this. The rape had been a violation, but this…this was beyond anything she had ever envisaged in her worst nightmares.
Lily had recovered, and stared at Roseluck with a smirk on her face. “You are livestock, Roseluck. Always remember that. You exist only to nourish me. That’s all you will be, for as long as you can carry foals for me to suck out and feast upon.”
Braeburn had not been able to see the events that had unfolded, but he had heard the slurp and the wet stamp of Lily’s hoof as it crunched down on the fetus. But Roseluck had been forced to watch it, living every moment.
The next day, Braeburn’s food had once again been laced with aphrodisiac, and he once again raped Roseluck. Roseluck didn’t care about anything anymore. She didn’t even try to kill herself. She lived to nourish, to produce foal after foal, to be livestock, to serve Lily.
There was nothing else now. Nothing at all.
The End
A/N: The marenananggal is based on a creature from Filipino mythology called a manananggal. I've been both horrified and fascinated with it since I leant about it, and thought it would give the ponies a real reason to fear the Everfree Forest!
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