Bronie x Mable - That Night

Bronie Sex

Bronie's POV

I am of the male gender. I have been assigned a task. This task enforces me to stalk her repetitively, without giving away my identity. Mabel is her name. She is as fancy as Fluttershy, while as radiant as Rainbow Dash. Those are my two favorite ponies. I have figures of them. I love them...as my own.

I watched her undress as I readied myself. My penis was erect as a ruler taped to paper...and I love that sexy sensation that I get when 18-year-old girlies take their bra off. I like things with spirals, I am not of the gay. Scat in the bootaytay...Gross things are likeable. I watched as the now 18-year-old girl got out a pointy thingy from the cover. It was a lance.

It was very pointy, and sharp. Like deez nuts. MMMMMMMMMMM NUUUUUUTS-I promise I am not of the gay~unh...Mabel...is poking the ceiling with the lance...she makes a hole. You know what I want to do with that hole. Everything. Maybe she could help. I would love the cha-cha we let happen if she loved me. Before we do this, however, robots need to come to life and be created as the ponies. PWNIES!!

I stepped in her window. She saw me. Applejack had broken the window for me. They were all going to help me get the girl. She didn't looked surprised, however, when I knew I was trouble when I walked in. She spoke.

"Heyyyyyyyy~...I love the way you stalk me. I've been staring for a long time now, trying to get your attention. I guess I did, senpai."

I started to ejaculate on her fluffy jacket in the corner. My fwafwa was even more ready by the time she had explained this. I turned around, but was tackled by her. She dry-humped me, not giving off any wetness. Until she did. Her vagina juices went everywhere, including my mouth. Not even Twilight Sparkle could help me now...

My ponies. My bonies. I could not stop the thought of a pony being on top of me instead of the girl I had been stalking. Obviously she knew about it, however, so it wasn't illegal. I noticed some pot and crack in the corner of her room.

I love me some cracky wacky.

I stared at her, and staddled her like a duck. I then stood up, and carried her to the drugs. She screamed, and said, "Get away from my stash! I hate you!"

I started to cry piss while I watched her take away the high-inducing sexiness of drug slugs gwomping each other. She sat atop me once again, and started to grab my bullocks. I let her, taking in every grope. Uncle Stan walked in. He was drunk. He waddled over to us and yelled, "You both need to be farted on!"

I agreed. He farted on both of us, not caring about our reactions. I realized a moment later that I had three dicks. I inserted all of them into her at once. She screamed as she was split open, blood going everywhere. I slapped her face with my newfound best friends, and cried some more piss. There was so much pleasure in giving her pain that I came within the time of 2 seconds. Only Derpy Hooves could usually give me this much pleasure. I hope that Mabel was a masochist, or into BDSM, otherwise this would not be much fun for her. I looked down, only to see that she disappeared. Gruncle Stan was instead below me. He said,

"Draw me...like one of your french girls. Eheheh..."

"WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

That's when I saw Mabel's body. Oh, my God. That's when I realized.

Mabel...was a boy.

Fuck, she has a dick! I told myself I wasn't gay...ponies, help me~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The ponies then answered, from the heavens, "NO."

"What?"

"YOU HAVE FORSAKEN US."

Then, I knew it was my time. I swiftly died as my least favorite Gruncle pounded his pounds of love into me. Bloody murder...in the butt...

MY FAVORITE WAY TO DIE!