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carmels horny rampage

One bright, sunny morning, Caramel was watering his flowers, thinking about how smoothly the day had gone so far. He'd enjoyed a hearty breakfast of semen-glazed waffles and period blood on toast, followed by a nice glass of orange juice. He then proceeded to fully evacuate his bowels and, since he had the house to himself, Caramel decided to put his time to good use by seeing how many powerclops he could rub out before his penis started to bleed.

He was just about to finish his fourth load that day when he suddenly remembered that he had errands to run for Mrs Cake. Quick as a bullet, Caramel ran out of the house, his penis secreting cum as he went, leaving a thick, warm, goopy white trail in his wake.

Caramel arrived at Sugarcube Corner, and was greeted by a slightly out-of-breath Mrs. Cake. He took no notice, and followed Mrs. Cake into the shop. She asked if he could deliver a special cake to Rainbow Dash, who had recently been admitted to hospital for getting hit by a truck at the force of 1000 Newtons. Caramel took the cake from the table, "This looks delicious!" he exclaimed, as Mr. Cake entered the room, blissfully unaware of the penis pump still hanging from his swollen wang.

"Thanks! I made the icing myself" Mr, Cake blurted, as Mrs. Cake stifled a giggle.

"Okay, on your way now. We can't leave poor Rainbow Dash waiting!" said Mrs. Cake, as she showed Caramel out of the shop.

Caramel started a gentle trot to the hospital, but soon became tired of walking. "This is taking far too fucking long!" he said, as he looked around for a quicker mode of transport.

He spotted Applejack driving her stupid pink truck, and waved for her attention. Applejack drove over to Caramel "Well howdy there, pard'ner! What can I d-" Applejack's sentence was swiftly interrupted as Caramel plowed his hoof into her face and pulled her out of the truck, continuing to stomp on her throat and skull. She briefly lay twitching and gargling on her blood as Caramel sped off in the truck, leaving her in a cloud of smoke. She later died of old age.

In a few seconds, Caramel had arrived at the hospital, cake in hoof. He walked up to the reception and was greeted by Bon Bon Bon Bon Bon Bon Bon Bon Bon Bon. Bon. "Hello sir, how may I be of assistance?" she cackled in her croaky Manehattan accent.

"Oh yes, I'm looking for a Miss... Rainbeew Douche?" said Caramel, trying to hold in his anger at her irritatingly raspy voice.

"Uhh I dunno she's probably in the faggots and carpet munchers ward or some shit" Bon Bon blurted in a completely different accent.

The now fully enraged Caramel felt the strongest urge to exact his revenge on every poor, defenseless and virus-ridden pony in the hospital. He tore through each room, bludgeoning those who were unlucky enough to be within the recent vicinity at the time. He ripped Carrot Top limb from limb, forced baked bads down Colgate's throat, and played syringe darts using Sparkler's newborns as the dartboard. Indeed, by the end of the stallion's searing sixty second storm, every wall and floor of the hospital was coated with blood red paint. A job well done.

Wiping the residue of 122 pony patients from his face, Caramel swaggered out of the hospital doors. It had been a long day for him, and so he decided it was most strategic to go home and hit the hay.

Caramel was now ready for bed, after setting his entire bathroom alight because his toothbrush reminded him of Colgate. He triple backflipped onto his bed, adjusted himself to avoid the crusty patches he had made earlier, and pulled the covers over him tight so he was all snuggly and toasty. Caramel started to doze off.

There was a crash. Caramel awoke to see that Princess Luna had battered her way through his bedroom window. Before he could even utter a word, Princess Luna bellowed "Mr Caramel Cumcrust, you have been chosen to sacrifice your rectum to us!"

Caramel's eyes widened in fear when he looked down to see a 13-inch schlong twitching between Luna's hind legs. Using her magic, Luna levitated Caramel and plopped him back down so that he was on all fours. Luna then climbed up onto the bed and got ready to mount, "Masticate thine pillow, we are going in without wetness!"

In one sharp thrust, Luna's footlong was inside Caramel's rectal passage. The pain could be compared to that of attempting to insert a cactus into your left nostril as a means of clearing your nasal passages - as I'm sure you all know from experience, this is very inefficient. Anyway, Luna was pounding away like a horny dog on Saturdays. With each of Luna's anal assaults, Caramel's anus started to secrete more and more blood. As Caramel's screams became louder, Luna's thrusts became harder and faster. With one further huff and a puff, Luna came.

Little to Caramel's knowledge, Luna's semen was composed mainly of liquified trinitrotoluene. Using her magic, she flipped Caramel onto his back and withdrew a match and lit it.

"Goodness gracious, large spheres of burning!" she said, before promptly shoving the match up Caramel's dickhole. With one final scream, Caramel's butt caught alight and the brown-coloured pony went up in an explosion that shook the whole town. Caramel's blood, entrails and house flew everywhere. One piece of his house, in fact, landed into Twist's vagina, but it was okay because this was also her fetish.

"Oh, most wonderful of nights!" Luna exclaimed before vanishing into thin air. 

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i found this in my google docs

and i dont remember writing this
so
ill post it here and just sit back