>>42334260>someone, is banging on the door to the spire. >it's a good thing I blocked the door with a paper mache bust of George Bush. >they won't get in for a while, he's too precious, too beautiful to destroy. Alright, come on, come on.
>both hands pull on either side of the inner vaginally canal, causing her to turn left, right, left, then a half angle and quarter right. >Her ass aims slightly higher, I have a better view now. FIRE!
>this time I kick her hard like a Charlie brown football. Juices and a second rotisserie chicken shoots out from her asshole, at about Mach 21 speed. Up higher and higher the chicken delight does go, obliterating several birds in the process. >I can see, just barely, it begin to touch the outer edges of the equestrian world, nearly it leaves the atmosphere, staying in orbit for a brief time...until it begins to saunter down, then rapidly fall somewhere off in the far. >falling. Falling, rocketing down, a comet of savory nature, until it would crash land into a little blue unicorn mares father. Crushing his skull into nothing. Spectators at his magic show scream, crying. Alright. That's a little better...this next one will be it, this WILL be the one!
>the door thumps harder, and harder, until it catches my attention, I see in the glass window a tall, white mare, her eyes pin prick, her nostrils flaring and steaming up the window. AWH SHIT OH FUCK!
>I turn back, and deliver a flurry of blows from my feet and hands to the insides of apple butter. Her legs quiver, and her asshole makes a sound like a wet fire cracker as her donut contracts, winks, and explodes out the final chicken with such harsh speed that little bits of skin get caught on the folds of her anus, leaving them to hang slimely on the outside of it.This will be it!
>the door slams harder and harder. It has to be...
> I watch My final rotisserie chicken turd turret, bullet out at Mach 34. So fast hardly can see it. But it goes, higher and higher, piercing the veil of atmosphere and going out of orbit, tears go down my face, I close my eyes, apple butterfalls to the ground. >the door to the spire explodes open, killing George W Bush. >"Aw, man," says a young unicorn guard, "I kinda liked that thing.."I did it...
>"Did. WHAT." >The princess of Equestria looks down at me, her shadow cast over me and my mare-mecha. You can't touch me I'm an equestrian citizen!
>a fire of yellow glow zips out of her horn, apple butter is vaporized. I am left nakedness.Oh.
>Celestia glowers at me. >I look up to the sky, my mare juice soaked hand reaches up to nothing, For you, my sweet...for you...
>I am escorted to a dungeon thereafter for torture.