Twilight never really understood horror movies. The protagonist always has the perfect combination of poor choices to lead them right into the sharp edge of the killer’s ax. But Twilight wasn’t naive. She knew that fear made people do stupid things. But, if she were to ever end up in that situation, she would make sure that what happened to them could never possibly happen to her.

“Hey, Twi! Why’re ya hiding?”

A chill zipped up Twilight’s back and out her wings, blowing them out and sending Twilight careening to her rump. At this height, the invasive Anonfilly could easily boop muzzles with her, which she spent no time doing.

“I, erm, wasn’t hiding!” explained Twilight, leaning back ever so slightly. Anon wouldn’t give her space, though, pressing Twilight firmly against the crystal floors of her own castle. Twilight’s eyes managed to flicker everywhere but ahead. “I was just looking for you!” Anon filly frowned a bit.

“I was talking to you when you teleported away.” Twilight could feel sweat drip own her face. She was lucky though, as Anonfilly gave her breathing room, stepping back a bit. “Well, if you were looking for me, it doesn’t matter what you were doing! It means you’re ready, right?”

And there it was. That seemingly innocent smile that started it all. A few months ago a smile like that would’ve set Twilight’s heart ablaze, and her nether regions even more so. But that was the past. She’d conducted her experiments. Now she was left with the byproduct…

“Well, you see, uh…” She scrambled trying to find a decent enough answer before remembering her goto. “My schedule's fully booked today! The girls and I have so much work to do, it’s crazy. You should go play with Applebloom and her friends, okay?” Normally, this worked. It would be a heartbreaker to see her smile fade, but it would save her from the other breaking she’d have to do if she went along with Anon.

“See… I thought you’d say that!” Her smile didn’t fade. She was smiling more than ever, in fact. Twilight was going into overdrive. “I had Spike clear out your entire schedule until tomorrow. So we have plenty of time!” She turned around and waved down the hallway. “Thanks Spike!”

“She told me she’d suck my dick all day if I didn’t help!” called the poor dragon from afar. “Twi, you’ve gotta understand!” Twilight did understand. Still, she promised to make sure he paid for what he did.

“Since I spent a while looking for you… I already kinda got started.” She looked back to Twilight and swished her pitch black tail back and forth. Her blank flank was smooth, as always, and Twilight could smell a faint scent of sex wafting about when she flicked her tail up. Of course, that was because her pussy was on full display, dripping down her haunches and onto her hind legs. Although she was winking pretty furiously, the main attraction was a small loop of string attached to what Twilight easily recognized as a line of beads burrowed deep within her oddly fat ponut. Anon chuckled and a bit, then backed up, closing the distance between the two. “Haven’t I been a bad girl, Twi?”

“If I say you’ve been a model citizen, will it kill your libido?” asked Twilight. Her hail mary attempt failed, and Anon simply continued strutting her flank back. Twilight took a moment to take a deep sigh, realizing this is the point where she realized that her only option at this point was taking an ax to the face.

Behind her, she teleported in a chair, which she laid her rump on. She closed her eyes and frowned, but tapped her lap twice, a signal that Anon clearly understood. She quickly hopped atop Twilight’s lap, her hooves dangling limply off the sides. Anon spared Twilight one last flushed face glance before lifting up her tail again, this time bringing Twilight much closer in on the action. She’d seen this image dozen’s of times by now, the last few times being quite against her will.

“Q-Quickly, do the thing,” said Anon, her ass softly squeezing against the beads. Twilight wrapped the beads in her lavender glow, looked down at Anon’s face one last time, and pulled.

Immediately, a jet of clear liquid shot weakly out of Anonfilly’s juicy cunt. A single ball of the long chain was revealed, slightly wet itself. Her hind legs twitched and jittered under the pleasure, and she began to pant quietly. Twilight pulled out another, slower this time. Yet much the same thing happened. This time, her juices landed on Twilight’s haunch fur, the heat sending another tingle up her spine.

“C’mon Twi,” panted Anonfilly. “H-Harder. Use the thingy you used to…” Twilight very much didn’t wish to use said thingy, but she knew that Anon had her in her sights. There would be no purpose in stopping short.

She diverted more magic to a teleportation spell, bringing a wooden paddle into her grasp. Just it’s appearance brought a stench of sex Twilight would never forget. Still, she aimed to please. And that just so happened to be square on the rump. Anon cried out a bit, another volley of marecum flooding from her. A string of cum came with as she pulled it back.

“I-I’m just getting started,” mumbled the filly, her saliva dribbling from her panting tongue. “Hit me again! Again!”

And she hit her again, and again. Bead after bead and spank after spank, Anonfilly would just keep gushing. It was honestly a shock. No, really, she was surprised that she didn’t go into hypovolemic shock after losing so much bodily fluid. This session alone could water a small Marefrican nation for a month. Still, she was still conscious after all thirteen beads were removed. The hole they left was still attempting to close completely. Twilight was reluctant to do anything more until Anonfilly herself slipped off her lap and onto the ground below. Twilight walked funny because she spent the better half of 30 minutes pulling beads out of the ass of a fully grown child with said fully grown child cutting her circulation off at the legs. She didn’t think she’d need an explanation as to why Anonfilly walked funnily.

“Well, um… I think I’ve done my good deed for the day,” said Twilight, teleporting the chair away. “My civil service is up. I should… erm, report to Celestia or something about this. Maybe Spike to clean up the mess.”

“W-Wait!” Anon cut Twilight’s path of escape off. “I still haven’t paid you back in full yet!” Twilight waved her hand and shook her head furiously.

“O-Oh, no it’s quite alright,” she said, averting her eyes. “You see, I just remembered I have to do some important wine tasting with my broooooooooo…” In the blink of an eye, Anonfilly had found her way behind Twilight. Despite her reluctance to indulge the filly, she found it quite hard to use any of her body functions once her little tongue got to lapping. “Oooooh my fuck… I… hnng…”

Her body shook for the third time, this time due to an uncontrollably pleasing orgasm by the hooves of Anon. For only being a pony for about six months, she sure did know how to use those things. Twi let out a heavy sigh as her own cum began dripping down her haunches, warming her cunt even further.

“See, I still got it,” said Anonfilly from behind. Twilight had no time to recover as she dove back in. Her small tongue squished and squirmed in parts of her pussy she neglected all this time. She put a hoof to her face in a futile attempt to block her blush from spreading. Her other hoof became weak, and she leaned down on her forelegs, pressing her ponut up against the little filly’s muzzle. She made quick work of Twilight’s next orgasm, simply prodding her asshole a bit to bring about a jet of marecum that Anon had lusted after for so long. Twilight buried her face in her hooves. Maybe Anonfilly was just a bit too good…

“I, uh… Twi?” The voice came from a few feet ahead of her, and it shot a bit of hope into her. She lifted her face to meet Starlight’s eyes. This wasn’t Starlight’s first rodeo either. She would understand Twilight and get help immediately!

“Hey, Star,” Spike’s voice careened from down the hall. “Wanna catch these claws in some Smash Bros.?”

“Spike, I can see the L on your chest from here!” Starlight quickly walked out of Twilight’s vision, the door closing in the distance signaling the end of her hope.

“Celestia as my witness, I’m going to f—” The wind was robbed from her as her lips spread and Anonfilly’s hoof squished past her warm wet interior. She tried panting to recover, but the deeper she went the more air she took.

“Don’t worry Twi!” reassured Anon, pushing ever deeper into Twilight’s sopping cunt. “My hoof is the perfect size for you. I even know where your G-Spot is!” Twi knew these weren’t empty threats, her heart thumped in tune with each new push of Anon’s hoof, the sound thumping hard in her ears. She couldn’t help herself anymore. She turned slowly onto her back, where Anon could get an even better angle to push down into. “So you do like it! I knew you’d come around!”

She moaned and grunted, unhindered by her hooves. She wanted to make sure that no matter how loudly they played their goddamn Ganondorf mirror match, they could hear everything. Anonfilly’s tongue popped out just as she reached the bottom. And with a simple tap, Twilight constrained tightly around her hoof. Her stomach contracted and her hind legs shook violently. The cumshot lived up to its name, eliciting a loud pop from Twilight as it squeezed past the hoof. Her grunts and moans became loud panting, and her tongue lolled out the side of her mouth, dribbling down to the floor below.

It took a bit of time, but Anon was able to retract her hoof from Twilight, a small pop coming from the gape as she did. Twilight rested her hooves in her own cum, glad to get her moment to breath. Anonfilly laid on top of her. Her heat was a nice combatant against the otherwise cold floors.

The two stayed silent. Their ears rang and their minds exhausted. There really was nothing more to say.

“Wanna go fuck with their match?” Twilight looked at Anon, her tired expression basically answering the question for her.

“That match was way too short, right?” She said, sitting up. “Let me find out they’re playing three stocks three minutes. In my castle!?”

The two got up, regardless of their exhaustion, and beat those bitches in doubles.