MPPT3K Guest Submission:
Princess Molestia, Chapter 2
Hello, I'm Storiesatrandom, I remember it, so you do have to. Today, because I'm a little slow on actually producing stories at the moment, I decided to resume my continuing Riff on Princess Molestia. I just want to get my facts straight: apparently, someone at the site corrected some of my facts that StreaktheFox, the Arthur of the story, is in the military and probably had little time to write the story. I can imagine the difficult challenge of writing a fanfic in the military, I know, I seen the cartoons, those drill sergeants can be complete assholes. Also, the fic actually started the meme, I knew this fic started the Molestia meme, but I always thought it was a theory. In fact, in my own fic, Celestia's Torment, I stated that I wasn't sure what and where Molestia came from but I assumed the fic started it. And know I know the fic is surely responsible for bring birth to a meme that is on my "I wish it would just die" hated Memes list, right above Tyrant Celestia, Trollestia, and that Solar Empire and Lunar Republic stuff. Seriously, how un-canon is that! The two part first episode clearly stated that Celestia and Luna are getting along now AFTER Nightmare Moon got defeated! (sigh)but seriously, to quite a comment I made in the site, I'm mostly targeting this story, because, well, call me a Celestia liker. but mostly i felt like it was a script for an adulterated horror movie made by someone obviously NOT Lauren Faust. Also, why would Luna have access to a book filled with dangerous magic that no Unicorn understands, yet it exists anyway, and Celestia is okay allowing Luna access to such without thinking of what could happen? especially if an imprisoned alternate personally is concerned. but again, just my nip-picks. Also, someone on this site point out that:
There are 2 kinds of rape fics. The kind that are like hentai, where everyone is having screaming orgasms. Then there are the more realistic ones full of pain and bad feels.
This is the fic that treads the tightrope between the 2. The characters are not... traumatized, to the degree that realistic rape would cause, but there are realistic emotions and repercussions at play that make it more serious than fun and games. "in his words: ( In the end I think I am more OK with this piece of crap)" than others because Molestia's motivation is more vampiric in nature than your average rapist's motivation. She feeds on lust and pleasure, not pain and domination. Those are just byproducts of her rampage.
"His words again:(It upsets me but I can still read it without my adrenaline spiking and my heart dropping through the floor)."
but, you see, i didn't riff this fic because of the rape, (if though one of my targets) it's because i hated on how it made Celestia look bad. And that is why this fic will still be riff, I may had been wrong on some facts, and I addressed them, but it won't save this insult to Celestia's name from the Riffing justice it so diserves! I just want to say I realize my mistakes. Now, back to give this fic the riff beating it deserves! ENJOY!
Storiesatrandom: Now that we've gotten the prologue out of the way, let's continue what we started.
Rarity, Twilight, and Celestia: RIGHT!
(BUZZ)
All: WE'VE GOT STORY SIGN!
Begin Part 2
Storiesatrandom: Hey, I didn't know we have a computer that states things for us.
Celestia: We don't, that's actually part of the fic."
"Thank you oh so much again Twilight for helping me with the crusaders... I can't imagine what would have happened had you and Fluttershy not shown up!"
Storiesatrandom: In an alternate universe, somewhere, Rarity is in jail for foal murder. And was also sentenced to death by prolonged exposure to Sweet Apple Massacre.
(Rarity slaps Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW!
"Oh it's no problem Rarity, I was just glad to help."
Storiesatrandom: (mimicking Twilight) Anything to make sure you don't murder your sister and her friends.
(Twilight and Rarity both smack Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW!
"Well we sure as sugar do appreciate ya'll givin us a hoof. Maybe there's something we could do to make up fer it?"
Rarity: "Sorry, Applejack, I wanted only Twilight and Fluttershy to care for my sister, your-"
Storiesatrandom: Hold it! I think Applejack's dropping off her sister too! Saved you from making a misplaced joke there.
"Ooh! Ideeeaaa~!"
Storiesatrandom: LOVE THAT CATCHPHRASE!
Rarity: A shame it's talents are wasted in a Molestia fic.
Rarity announced as she raised a hoof proudly. "Since fluttershy is letting the crusaders sleep over at her place again, how about I take you both over to my place for a sleepover of our own?"
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Rarity): "You know, and have a repeat of the Episode where Applejack and I hated each other's guts and made Twilight's life hell!"
(Rarity and Twilight smack Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW! Ladies, please reserve that for author, okay?
"Well shucks, that there sounds like a pretty good plan, dontchya think Twi'?" Applejack said.
Twilight: "As long as you behave yourselves this time…"
"Well, it would be fun and all... but Spike is still asleep upstairs." Twilight claimed, hesitation in her voice. "It's really late, and I'm not sure if I should leave him alone for the night..."
Storiesatrandom: But you do it all the damn time in the real show and who knows how many fanfics! What's stopping you this time?
"Oh don't worry darling, I'm sure Owlowicious won't mind looking over him while he's asleep."
Storiesatrandom: Fun fact: when I first read this fic, I did not know a lot from the show itself, nor did I yet seen the episode Owlowicious first came forth, I was like, "Huh? Is that an OC character?". Ever since then, I've become more familiar with the show, saw the episode Owlowicious came, and became familiar ever since."
"Well... I guess it couldn't hurt.
Twilight: "Since I already left him alone dozens of times before! And nothing bad ever happens to him by ANY time I left him by himself."
I'll head over to the library to let him know to take care of spike, then I'll be right over, okay girls?"
"Take yer time, Twi'.
Storiesatrandom (mimics Applejack): "Your time was peeing on my apple orchids, and ah made it very clear I do not want your time peeing on mah apple trees! I let Winona do that in her spare time."
Celestia: "And I thought this fic was offensive."
Storiesatrandom: "Sorry about that, couldn't pass up the joke."
Me and Rarity will get the place set up fer ya, okay?"
Rarity: "We're framing your house for the murder of Prince Blueblood!"
"Alright, sounds great girls. I'll see you in a bit!"
Rarity: "Is that bit like in money, or in time?"
Storiesatrandom: If in money, it'd be cool to see you guys in money. Think of the possibilities! In fact, I might just do a story with this image!
An alternate future Universe where Twilight and the mane 6 were really evil and usurped the Princesses and lead Equestria to a new age and united all the other pony and non-pony kingdoms, where all kingdoms were lead in a similar form of government!
Twilight: Storiesatrandom, I'm surprised at you!
Celestia: Ironic, you hate memes or fics that bad talk me, but your not above making my Student and her friends look bad?
Storiesatrandom: I said alternate future universe, didn't I?
With that, Twilight Sparkle trotted down from atop the hill in one direction as Applejack and Rarity left in another, the night sky above them emanating just enough light for them to find their way in the dark streets of Ponyville.
Storiesatrandom: Lucky for them, Ponyville had no known criminals, otherwise it would've been better to stick together.
It did not take long for Twilight to reach the library, and it took an even shorter time for her to gather a few things and let Owlowicious know of her plans for that night.
Storiesatrandom: Not very detailed, are we?
After her short preparations,
Rarity: Emphasis on the short.
Twilight left the library and headed straight for Rarity's home, a smile on her face with high expectations for the night she was about to have.
Twilight: In no way would I have to face my teacher who is suddenly a rapist under a spell unintentionally created by her younger sister who somehow has a book that no Unicorn could understand, yet exists anyway.
Storiesatrandom: "Seriously, how does that work to have a book no Unicorn can understand, yet it exists anyway, I mean, aren't a 3rd of magic books made by Unicorns since alicorns are so freaking rare?
Inside the Library, it was pitch black – the perfect environment for a night owl.
Storiesatrandom: And cockroaches.
Twilight: EW!
What's more, Twilight wasn't going to be home, and Spike was already fast asleep in the room upstairs... a perfect opportunity for some late-night hunting.
Twilight: I've never known my owl to be a lazy bum.
Owlowicious took flight and headed up to one of the openable windows, gently using his wing to creak it open just enough for him to fly out towards the edge of Everfree for a late night snack.
Storiesatrandom: Only to be consumed by an Anaconda.
(Twilight smacks Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW! Ok, in hindsight, maybe I went too far.
It was just a quick trip, and he would probably be back in about 20 minutes or so... what could happen while he was away?
All: MOLESTIA WOULD HAPPEN!
Back in the Library, the darkness still loomed, and not a single creature lurked or stirred in the dead of night.
Storiesatrandom: Not even a mouse that would've kept Owlowicious to stay and keep Spike from being our next victim, the god damn stupid owl! (Twilight zaps Storiesatrandom!) Ow….. that's a new one.
It was only a minute or so after Owlowicious left, however, the the calming darkness
Rarity: I believe the second "the" isn't needed, darling.
was interrupted by a loud thud coming from the balcony of the library.
Storiesatrandom: Again, If that damn owl just stayed, or better yet if Twilight just refused, why- (Twilight's horn glowed.) Shutting up.
Outside, a set of hoofsteps could be heard, and then the door to the balcony opened magically, allowing entrance to a dark figure which slid in quietly.
Storiesatrandom: "Twilight, I think you're being robbed by Derpy Hooves! I mean, slid! This is clearly her if she just slipped! Either that, or a burglar penguin!"
The figure seemed to look around slowly, taking careful examination of the setting around it.
Storiesatrandom: Burglar Penguins are very pernicious about the stuff they are stealing!
Again it moved, slowly, making its way down from the balcony and towards the opposite side of the library.
Twilight: Which is the new disco system I added to twice the fun for more rambunctious Ponies like Vinyl Scratch.
Storiesatrandom: You mean that DJ pony visits the library? Oh, wait until her gay sophisticated wife Octavia hears this!"
The figure was like that of a pony, except larger, with its mane lightly sparkling in the darkness.
All: AWWWWWWWWW!
Storiesatrandom: But I wanted a burglar penguin, not a rapey b-movie Alicorn!
Celestia: WE DON'T WANT A PONY, MOMMY?
(Rarity cries.)
Twilight: Oh grow up, I am disappointed the story got back to Molestia too, but there's no need to be babies about it!
There was also a very quiet, yet distinct chatter coming from the figure,
Storiesatrandom: Cha-cha-chachachachacha… Cha-cha-chachachacha…
as if it were the sound of jittery teeth from a freezing pony.
Celestia: Did I visit the Antarctic before coming to Twilight's house?
The figure continued on, now reaching the bottom of the stairs to the bedroom above.
Twilight: Apparently, my Library home isn't correct, shouldn't my room be "Upstairs"?
It examined the stairs for a quick moment before beginning its ascension,
Storiesatrandom: TO MADNESS! Sorry, had to reference "Celestia's Ascension to madness" here.
Celestia: A much better fic to me, by my book. The me in that story about madness and a demonic Nightmare moon makes me more forgivable then me turning into a rapist!
slowly and quietly moving up towards the door.
Storiesatrandom: Is Molestia riding a go-kart now?
As it reached the top, the figure abruptly stopped and listened closely
Celestia: This is the me you are suppose to be! Stop breaking into incorrect libraries and return to the castle at once!
– there was a sound on the other side,
Storiesatrandom: And it was two guys getting high.
the sound of... what was it... snoring.
Storiesatrandom: Did the narration got a little confused there? I mean, that's not a good sign in a story if the narration can't remember their lines. I mean, just imagine if more official books were like that!
It was now apparent that the rhythmic sounds coming from the other side was obviously that of light snoring.
Storiesatrandom: "Too late to correct yourself, incompetent Narration."
The figure faced the door directly,
Storiesatrandom: And had angry sex with the door!
and a long yet thin cone on its head began to shine with magic.
Twilight: "But really it's just an environment friendly light bulb.
The door opened, and the figure entered slowly,
Storiesatrandom: Based on what we got before, Celestia's now part alicorn pony, part cat, part octopus, and now, she's half turtle!
Celestia: With a light bulb and problems with teeth.
taking care to be even more quiet than before.
Storiesatrandom: Is that physically possible, to be more quiet then you would already be?
Twilight: Yes. Just ask Fluttershy.
It approached the bed, and took a second to examine it... empty!
Celestia: The burglar penguins already stole her sheets and blankets, and even the poor pillows!
Rarity (overly dramatic): NOT THE PILLOWS!
RatherHomely: I knew you were supposed to hide your kids and hide your wife, but pillows?
There was no pony sleeping in the bed, however...
Storiesatrandom: Well… We're waiting…
on the far side of the room,
Rarity: In the land of Mordor...
a noticeable lump was rising and falling in a smaller bed,
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Molestia): Oh, it's just Twilight's cat…. HEY WAIT A BUCKING MINUTE!
at the exact spot the snoring seemed to be coming from. The figure then began approaching this smaller bed, its cone once again shimmering with magic.
Storiesatrandom: Did it meant Molestia or the bed? Can you imagine Spike's bed with a cone? I think it meant to say HORN!
The sheets that were originally covering the lump slowly began to slide off,
Storiesatrandom: Never knew Spike was oily.
revealing a purple and green-scaled body resting in the bed.
Twilight: It's Spike, Narration. You can just say Spike.
As the figure drew even closer, the small dragon began to stir slightly, obviously reacting to having its covers taken away.
"Where's my blankey..." Spike mumbled softly, having been unexpectedly hit with a cool rush of air.
Storiesatrandom: HEY! Bad cool rush of air! It's not nice to hit babies!
His eyes still closed, he reached his claws around for his blanket, but couldn't' find it anywhere on one side.
Twilight (mimicking Spike): (Yawns), I'll get the story going in a minute, I just need my wankie.
He checked the other side, but again the blanket wasn't there... did it slide off the bed?
Storiesatrandom: Spike then realized he shouldn't have oiled himself. It slides off blankets.
Spike didn't know, but his slumber was now fully disturbed.
Storiesatrandom: Was it ever halfly or moderately disturbed?
He shivered slightly, another soft yet cool blow of air whisking against his scales.
Celestia: Is the air drunk? I have to warn Wind Current, the Alicorn of wind about this.
Spike shivered slightly, and hoped dearly he could find his blanket soon, or else he would have to actually get up to look for it.
Storiesatrandom: Twilight's Owl being lazy I don't get, but Spike…. Well, he's tired, so it's excusable.
Another blow of air, except this one was... warmer.
Storiesatrandom: Oh…. Did the air just….. Yeah, I'm dropping this joke!
JOKE ABORTED!
Spike didn't notice at first, and continued to irritatedly claw around for his beloved blanket, eager to get back to sleep.
Storiesatrandom: Then he's awake now? And he couldn't notice the rapey Alicorn before him?
Another blow of air, this time much more noticeable and a bit warmer as well.
Storiesatrandom: Skip, I rejected the joke!
Spike stopped... was there a heater in here?
Twilight: …
He didn't remember Twilight putting one in.
Twilight: My thoughts exactly! What good would a heater do if Equestia is a warm regain?
Celestia: It gets a very harsh winter by the winter mouths.
Twilight (on the phone): Hello, Over-Priced Heaters inc? I want the least overpriced one installed in my house.
As he thought for another moment, a third blow of air came in, this one stronger and hotter than the others.
Storiesatrandom: But it didn't bother him, cause, in Equestria, Dragons can swim in lava, as of a certain season 2 episode.
Spike could now feel the little bits of humidity in the air that was being blown on him, and finally it dawned on him...
Storiesatrandom: SUBWAY-NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GAGA BE CA LOOOOOOOOOOOOO SOMBOMB NA!
Others: Wyane ya na!
Storiesatrandom: And that's the first Lion King joke we did whenever the word dawn appears in a fanfic.
"Uck, Twilight... are you breathing on me?"
Twilight: Yes.
He said, lazily leaning up in his bed, his right hand scratching his head with his eyes just starting to open. "Ya know Twi, I really enjoy sleeping without you blowing down... my... neck?"
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Spike): "Oh shit."
It was at this moment that spike looked at, and saw through the darkness the large, not-Twilight figure standing before him.
Storiesatrandom: Huh, just imagine the size chart if there's such a size as "Not Twilight", that be hilarious.
Another breath of hot, warm air blew against him as the cone above the figure's head lit up, revealing its figure with the magically conjured light.
Storiesatrandom: LUNA!
"P-princess Celestia?"
All: AWWWWWWW!
Celestia: DENIED AGAIN!
Spike asked, baffled at the princess' presence. "What are you doing in..."
Storiesatrandom: Oh great, now even the actors lost their lines!
Spike was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Celestia's tongue, which slithered down and licked slowly from his stomach, all the way up his chest and neck, gliding across his face and even the his top front spine on his head. Spike froze, a his face plastered with shock and disgust as he tried to register exactly what happened.
All: …
Storiesatrandom: Break?
Others: BREAK!
Storiesatrandom: BY THE GODS, THAT LAST SCENE WAS, AWFUL!
(Storiesatrandom started to rant like a wildman! Celestia, Rarity, and Twilight step away back from Storiesatrandom. Storiesatrandom calms down.)
Storiesatrandom: OK, opinions, want them!
Twilight: Well, I am sure the minor mistakes can be ignored, but, Spike being a victim?
Rarity: How dare that, Fox, had my poor Spikey-wikey raped!
Celestia: Calm down, it's just a story.
Storiesatrandom: Celestia, did you know that in "Celestia's Ultimate Truth", a story I wrote, Spike is your biological son when you were in Magi-Dragon form! And then there's this image!
Celestia: Well, since you put it that way, I highly despised this part as well.
Storiesatrandom: Aside from the obvious in my opinion, let's remember the worthwhile ending that'll be, worthwhile. But here's what I must get across! This story is rated TEEN, and yet it has a child getting rape in it? It deserves a mature rating at best! What was the author of the story thinking! Huh? Care to explain, Streak the fox? HUH?
Twilight: OK, calm down! I get this story has gotten worse then when we last saw it, and clearly just as absurd, maybe even more! And look, I hated the part where Spike gets raped too! In fact, if the me in this story WAS me, Spike could've come along, and wouldn't have been stupid enough to leave my owl to watch a baby dragon if I knew it apparently was gonna be incompetent! It's an owl, not a bucking watch dog!
Storiesatrandom: Or a watch owl! Let's remember he was a wild owl that, for some reason, choose to become a pet! No offense, Lauren, but Owls do not work that way! All they do is sleep all day and eat rodents at night!
Celestia: Let's all remember these aren't our final opinions, the story isn't finished yet.
(BUZZ)
Storiesatrandom: "Sweet Jesus."
"C-celestia...?" Spike asked, his voice shaking and now stuttering slightly.
Storiesatrandom: Since when is Spike an old fashion and broken down motor car?
His eyes adjusting to the light, he could not see the princess' face.. distorted by a large, wild grin, her eyes slightly bloodshot with her pupils withered down into tiny black beads.
Rarity: Then how the devil did the Narration know if Spike couldn't know?
Her teeth were also jittery,
Storiesatrandom: I still think Pinkie Pie aliens!
and her bottom lip had a drop of drool slowly sliding down towards her chin.
Celestia: Dear me, that's not very dignified of me.
Spike reared his head back,
Storiesatrandom: Now spike's head's a horse now? Which would, kinda make sense in a world of sentient miniature horses, I guess?
subtly trying to distance himself from this apparently insane figure of what he somehow believed was Princess Celestia.
Storiesatrandom: Believe me, I wish Luna was the one turned rapist too.
Celestia: Uh….. there's something you need to know…
Storiesatrandom: I'm aware this story actually has sequels, but let's focus on the first horror, huh?
"Spiiiiiike..." Celestia finally spoke, her words sending a cold, harsh shiver down Spike's spine.
Storiesatrandom: "Good morning, Spike's anatomy, today we have a strong snow storm warning in Spike's spine sent torwords him by a cursed rapey Alicorn."
Rarity: "Now here's Bill with the weather, Bill?"
It was her voice, except, distorted somehow...
Celestia: Apparently, when in heat, alicorns have their voices turn hideously monstrous.
Storiesatrandom: "Yet another thing to demonized the beloved Princess of the sun!"
manipulated to sound somewhat more like a creature than like the normal elegance it had.
All: We addressed that already.
Spike started to scoot back,
Storiesatrandom: On a scooter he somehow got literally out of nowhere!
Celestia's piercing gaze beginning to strike fear into Spike's little heart,
Twilight: Celestia, please don't pierce your son.
Celestia: Sorry.
as if everything he held inside of him, every piece of what made up his characteristics and his being were suddenly pulled open and being examined by the same eyes that were boring onto him now.
Storiesatrandom: Uh… Here's an image of a cat.
The princess took a step forward, keeping the distance between the two the same as Spike continued to try to scoot away.
Storiesatrandom: Well, first Spike took Rainbow Dash's place, now he steals Scootaloo's role. Is Discord at it again?
"Spiiiiike, where is she..." The princess said, using the same tone as before.
Twilight: We already talked about the voice. NEXT!
"Wha..." Spike gulped hard, his voice cracking as his brain tried to feed some sort of words towards his mouth, being blocked by the storm of utter confusion and shock that raged in his mind. "W-w-what? Where... where is w-who?"
Twilight said: Spike forgot me all sudden?... (Tears)
"Twilight..." Celestia replied, adding a large, hearty breath to her word. "Where is Twilight Sparkle... my most prized pupil."
Storiesatrandom: Story-wise, I guess if Twilight stayed behind, Molestia would've won… but still pretty stupid of her to leave Spike to suffer!
"Uhm... I, sh-she's not here?" Spike glanced over to Twilight's bed, and sure enough the bed was empty. Celestia spoke again, sending another moist wave of hot air against Spike's already wet body.
Storiesatrandom: "Urgent news, Spike's body, a hot air tsumumi has been sighted! Residents have been advise to evacuate! How will this effect your vacation plans?"
"No... Now tell me, where is she?"
Storiesatrandom: "What was the purpose of her just saying no? If she, like tried to say now, but the word was missing an extra W?"
Spike knew he was running out of options.
Celestia: "It's time to buy a vowel, Spike, to win a million dollars!"
Perhaps Twilight had gone out to one of her friends' places, or just went out for a stroll somewhere.
Storiesatrandom: The first one is correct.
At the same time Spike tried to find his happy place, a place he could go away to and not be in this horrible situation,
Storiesatrandom: Like a fic that's not a Molestia story.
a place with gems... with wonderful decorations, with all sorts of wonderful marble stones and a large cave... with Rarity... ...Rarity!
Rarity: GAP IN THE DOTTED LINE TRAIN!
Maybe Twilight went to Rarity's place, it would surely get the princess out of here and... NO! He had to protect Rarity!
Rarity: You know Spikey cares for me if he refuses to tell a rapey Alicorn my location.
Twilight smiled, teary.
Twilight: He cared for me too.
But he couldn't just sit there and say nothing, the princess might get upset and do something truly... not good to him.
Storiesatrandom: Not to mention how it'll effect Celestia's reputation.
His mind raced,
Storiesatrandom: And there's goes Spike's mind against his spleen for first place, followed by his heart, his kidneys, and her comes the colon! Followed by the unimportant loser of all, the Pancreas.
he tried to think of the one place Twilight would never be, and that maybe nopony would be at this time of night.
Storiesatrandom: But, it also has to be someplace Celestia herself wouldn't get hurt. She's important to the country, you know, cursed to become a rapist aside!
Each moment though he could feel Celestia's breath get stronger,
Celestia: As my breath lifted up an Elephant with ease! Celestia, and the world's strongest breath!
each blow of air swirling its hot humidity around him and involuntarily beginning to warm his blood.
Storiesatrandom: And as of such, Mammal Spike is born!
Spike struggled for a solution, for an answer of some sort, somewhere deserted, yet somewhere somepony would obviously go to, somewhere like...
Storiesatrandom: You mean obviously won't go?
"U-uhm, maybe she... went to uh, R-rainbow Dash's p-place?"
Twilight: SPIKE! I can't believe this! How could you do that to Rainbow Dash!?
Celestia raised her head slightly, her eyes breaking away from Spikes as she thought to herself.
Celestia: Wow….. Spike betrayed Rainbow Dash to preserve Twilight and his hopeless crush. This may hurt my reputation, but he is SO-HO-HO getting raped for this!
Of course, it was so obvious! Perhaps Twilight was having a sleepover at a friend's house... and if she found her, perhaps there would be one of the other mares around she could feel at the same time.
Storiesatrandom: "Somehow, Molestia is not the "Smartest" of the anit-Celestia memes.
"Rainbow Dash..." Celestia said, her body rising slowly as she looked off in the general direction towards Rainbow Dash's home.
Twilight: Again, I can't believe Spike sold out Rainbow Dash like that.
Storiesatrandom: A sickening world where Owls are slobs, Dragons are dishonest backstabbers, Beautiful Alicorn Princesses are rapists, and genius Unicorns are as dumb as billboards! (Twilight blasts Storiesatrandom.) Ow… note to self: be careful what you say, self.
After only a few seconds, Celestia turned around and immediately flung herself outside the door,
Storiesatrandom: And preformed a Goofy Scream as she fell!
telekineticly closing it behind her with magic and then out of the library all together the way she came.
Twilight: "telekineticly? Didn't he mean telekinetically?"
Spike slumped down in his bed, now shivering in fear from what he just experienced.
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Spike): "What, what, what's wrong with mommy?" (sucks on his thumb)
Celestia: OK, please no more of that "Spike is my son" joke. I want to have minimal to no problems going through this anti-me piece of trashy literature.
He knew that Rainbow Dash may now be in danger,
Storiesatrandom: But didn't care, cause he's a despicable prick!
Twilight: Insult Spike and my Owl again, and, I won't be held accountable if you "vanished".
Storiesatrandom: Shutting up.
but she was a very traveled pony... perhaps she would instead be lazily sleeping on some cloud somewhere, far away from her home.
Storiesatrandom: Again, she's lucky Ponyville had no known criminals. Otherwise a rapist would've nailed her… (realizing) already. Oh.
Maybe she was wherever Twilight was, and that they were off in the Everfree Forest somewhere exploring some cave.
Twilight: Am I really that predicable, Spike?
Spike didn't know, he had no way of knowing,
Storiesatrandom: For he wasn't a Magi-dragon.
but he hoped that when he woke up in the morning, everything would be better and he could just pretend this was all a dream.
Storiesatrandom: I think denying things is considered unhealthy. "Celestia's Ascension to Madness" proved it.
Spike looked over for a quick moment and saw his beloved blanket over the edge of his bed, just slumped aside barely out of his regular reach.
Rarity: Try getting up.
He leaned over and grabbed it, pulling it over himself as he curled up and snuggled against it in his bed.
Storiesatrandom: Yeah, sleep ya lazy backstab- (Twilight growls, as she snorted.) Shutting up.
He was still shivering slightly, trying desperately not to think of what happened to him.
Celestia: There, there, you'll be in a better non-anti-me fic in dreamland.
Storiesatrandom: Or someone else's fic.
He went back to his happy place, the gem-filled cave with the marble stone walls and Rarity cuddled up beside him.
All: ….
Celestia: Wasn't I the perverted one?
The dark figure of Princess Celestia traveled over ponyville, her wings spread wide as she flew over the buildings and towards the outskirts of the town.
Storiesatrandom: (Plays Flight of the Valkyries)
(Celestia takes away the stereo and destroys it.)
Celestia: That was not necessary.
After having flown over and around ponyville multiple times for previous visits,
Storiesatrandom: With exception of the times it was in great peril. (Celestia slaps Storiesatrandom.) OW!
the one cloud home next to the town tended to stand out from the surrounding landscape.
Storiesatrandom: Well, duh! It's a fucking cloud!
Quickly yet quietly she flew, keeping her stealth through the night as she neared her target. It was already in sight, the home-shaped cloud with the few streams of rainbows flowing off the edges. Celestia flew closer, and then gently set down on the steps of the house.
Storiesatrandom: "BOOP! BOOP! BOOP! YOU ARE TRESPASSING ON PRIVATE PROPERTY! LEAVE NOW, OR YOUR GONNA BE TORNADOED!"
Celestia approached the door, her hooves lightly and quietly stepping on the soft cloud steps.
Celestia: Then she realized! She is on clouds! She could walked loudly all she wanted, if she could, cause it's a bunch of clouds! Seriously how can a cloud make noise?
Her horn lit with magic once more,
Celestia: I need to have this thing changed.
and the door slowly opened without even the slightest creaking sound,
All: IT'S A CLOUD!
adding to the stealth of her approach. Slowly she slipped inside,
Celestia: "OOPS! Clumsy me!"
careful not to cause any sort of noise while she began inspecting the main room of the home.
All: IT'S A BUCKING CLOUD!
This house was small, and there was only the main room and a closet on the side, with stairs leading to a balcony section of the home to the left of the entry.
Storiesatrandom: Really? Cause that thing looks like a freaking mansion! Then again, since it's a cloud, it's likely she made it herself.
Celestia peered to the right side, and noticed the bed against the wall.
Celestia: Then I thought: "mine's bigger."
Slowly she approached, peering through the darkness to see any lumps under the covers, to see any sign of a pony mane or hoof or tail... but there was none.
Celestia: Just a lame bed.
Celestia lit up her horn and brought a small amount of light to the room, yet the place was empty, deserted... nothing was here.
Twilight: I didn't know Rainbow Dash was poor. No wonder she wanted to join the Wonderbolts.
Storiesatrandom: Either that, or because she lives in a cloud, her stuff fell down. Ha, that must one painful raindrop to any unlucky sap.
Celestia cursed her luck under her breath,
Celestia: "DAMN YOU LUCK!"
and had just started to turn around when suddenly a voice rang out through the night.
All: "RING!"
"Oh Daaaashiiiiie!" Sounded the high-pitched, squeaky voice. Celestia froze in place,
Celestia: "I'm frozen!"
RatherHomely: "I'VE BEEN FROZEN TODAY!"
her beady eyes peering left to right. She had heard that voice before, but where...?
Celestia: "It's on the tip of my tongue."
"Raaaainbow Daaaash, are you up there?" Yes, of course! It was the sound of the party mare, the Pink one!
Celestia: OH! RIGHT! FLUTTHERSHY!
Twilight: Pinkie Pie.
Celestia: PINKIE PIE!
"Are you up there Dashie?" Pinkie Pie called from below the cloud house. "I saw some colors fly through the sky, so I thought it might've been you! Are you out doing some late-night pranking without me?"
Storiesatrandom: How can Pinkie Pie be still up?
Twilight: Don't know of her diet very well, do you?
Storiesatrandom: ... Oh.
Celestia poked her head out over the steps of the cloud home, able to see the dark figure of Pinkie Pie standing below.
Celestia: "Rainbow Dash's not home! Can I take a message… and the chance to lick you?"
"Oh there you are Dashie!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed excitedly.
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Pinkie Pie): "Hey, Dashie, why do you have a horn and flowing mane now? (Gasps) OH MY GOSH! IS THIS ONE OF THOSE FICS WERE WE BECOME ALICORNS? DO ME! DO ME!"
Though she was unable to make out the dark figure of a head sticking out over the clouds, she immediately assumed it was indeed Rainbow Dash.
Celestia: Giant horn and flowing mane aside, apparently.
"So you were awake, aha! I was right, wasn't I? You tricky, sneaky dashie you!"
Storiesatrandom: Pinkie is more better as the comic relief, not the brains. That belongs to Twilight.
Twilight Sparkle was not here, nor was Rainbow Dash, but Pinkie Pie was one of Twilight's closest friends, one of the ones Celestia most dearly wanted to feel against her. Though she hadn't found her student yet, the pink one would have to suffice... for now.
Storiesatrandom: Not loyal to your goals, are you Molestia?
"Hey, c'mon down here Dashie! I want you to tell me some of the pranks you did!"
Celestia: "I JUST RAPED LUNA, A MILLION GUARDS, AND TRAUMATIZED A BABY DRAGON!"
The dark figure which Pinkie assumed to be Rainbow Dash withdrew back behind the clouds, as if ignoring her desires completely.
Storiesatrandom: Not a good move for an attention seeker like Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie huffed lightly, yet before she could call out again, the figure reappeared over the edge, with its full body present and its wings spread out. At first Pinkie face lit up with glee,
Twilight (mimicking Pinkie): "YOW! MY FACE IS ON FIRE OF GLEE!"
but the next moment she realized that the figure was far too large to be Rainbow Dash. What's more, the figure had hooves, so it wasn't Gilda or anyone like that. To add on to this, the figure was growing in size rapidly, meaning that it was coming down... right on top of her!
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Pinkie): "WAIT! I'M NOT A LANDING POST!"
Celestia pounced on top of Pinkie Pie, sending her falling to her back below her.
Twilight: Still amazed Pinkie didn't end up crushed by the full force of Celestia's body like the guards.
Pinkie grunted slightly from the impact,
Storiesatrandom: PINKIE KONG!
but quickly look around her to see the figure having her pinned and standing over her, as if triumphant.
Storiesatrandom: Who wouldn't be proud to actually get the drop on Pinkie Pie? Literally that is.
Pinkie was utterly confused,
Twilight and Storiesatrandom: What else is new?
there was nopony she knew as big as this! Not Rainbow Dash, not Ditzy, not Cloud Kicker or Flacky, just no one!
Storiesatrandom: HOLD IT! Who the hell is Cloud Kicker or Flacky? I mean, I know Ditzy is Derpy Hooves's nickname, but, Cloud Kicker? Flacky? Who are they? Are they Streak the fox's OCs?
The only creature in all of Equestria with this kind of form was...
Storiesatrandom: NIGHTMARE MOON!
"Princess Celestia?" Pinkie asked, her voice riddled with confusion.
All: AWWWWWW!
"Yes my sweet child?" Celestia replied, her voice aired with the same disturbance that she used to confront Spike with.
Celestia: OK, even I am creeped out by that voice. In fact, I am very concerned with my own alicorn anatomy!
"What are you doing here?" Pinkie questioned again, oblivious to the strange sound in Celestia's voice. Then her face lit up as one probable reason jumped into her head, and she gasped out in surprise. "Ooh, Princess, are you personally inviting me to a party! I would LOVE to go!"
Rarity, Storiesatrandom, and Celestia: (Faceplam/hoof)
If Pinkie Pie wasn't pinned, she would surely be hopping with joy right now, barely able to contain the excitement that was built up inside her.
Storiesatrandom: Could someone please, set the record straight with the victim? She's supposed to be confused AND terrified! So far, she's got one of them right!
Celestia, however, brought some light to her horn and began to illuminate the area around them.
Celestia: Yeah, if I were suddenly in rut, I try to avoid getting attention towards myself and my quarry.
At first pinkie made "Oooooh" sounds as she saw her and Celestia lit up, but her vibrant smile and happy demeanor quickly faded as she looked straight into Celestia's eyes. Those same wide, bloodshot, beady black eyes gazed back towards Pinkie's, doing the same thing they had done with Spike, Luna, and the two guards earlier that night.
Storiesatrandom: Nice callback to a chapter of old and what happened a few minutes ago!
At first though, Pinkie stared at Celestia with only the slightest frown. Then she actually began to giggle, thinking this was some sort of game or a playful attempt to scare her,
All: YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED, YOU IDIOT!
but the giggling also faded as Pinkie felt a weird sensation on her tail.
All: FINALLY!
Looking down, she could see Celestia's tail brushing up and down her own , stroking the length with its tip wile it gently glided over.
Celestia: Knew I should've not got my tail a guilder.
"Princess Celestia? What are you doing?" Pinkie asked before looking to see that Celestia had moved her face up to hers, their noses now touching and her eyes once more connected to her own.
Celestia: "Being out of my canon character, my dear."
This time Pinkie couldn't look away, her gaze was fixated towards the source of the Celestia's gaze as her beady eyes struck down a stare that seemed to shoot down like a bolt of lightening,
Twilight: Again with the lightning crack?
sending it straight into Pinkie's head and mind and probing around every corner and section of her brain.
All: (Long silence. Everyone burst into laughter!)
The same bolt traveled through her body, sending a cold, painful shiver that suddenly brought fear into Pinkie's heart.
Storiesatrandom: "DISASTER WARNING IN PINKIE'S BODY! A fear entered our joyful town of Pinkie's heart, and there's a shiver that is cold and painful! This is, urgent, urgent stuff! On a lighter note, today is Timmy's birthday."
Celestia's tail slid upward, traveling up to Pinkie's rear and stroking it gently.
Celestia: "NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY TAIL!"
At the same time, her mane lowered down and wrapped itself around Pinkie's mane, stroking it up and down from the tip to where it connected with her head.
Storiesatrandom: ... The hell am I looking at? What is this, hair porn?
Celestia's gaze stayed fixated on Pinkie's eyes,
Celestia: "I see you."
using it like some sort of paralysis beam for her victims. Pinkie's body felt cold, and no longer could she feel any sort of happiness or joy that she felt earlier,
Twilight: WOW! Proof that Pinkie Pie knows fear!
only this foreign, strange feeling that now puled through her body
Rarity: Your missing an additional "L" darling.
from where Celestia's mane was touching her. Soon, Celestia began to lower her body down towards Pinkie's, her tail now sliding around and gliding around her haunches and just under Pinkie's lower tummy.
Storiesatrandom: Did the Narration just say "Tummy?" who writes the lines for the Narration?
"N-no! Wait, stop it!" Pinkie suddenly cried, her eyes closing in order to break away from the cold, terrifying gaze that Celestia was using on her.
Celestia: "OK, sorry for that awkward moment."
She quickly rolled over form under Celestia and tried to press upward to a full stand, but the princess was already bearing her body down on top of her.
Twilight (mimicking Celestia): "I can't quit you, Pinkie Pie, not after you stole that delicious cake from me from that cake mystery episode!"
Desperate, she tried to push herself out and make a run for it, but the princess suddenly applied more pressure as the weight of her body came down on top of her, pinning her on her stomach.
Storiesatrandom: It's interesting doing that didn't crushed Pinkie to a pile of mush by now.
She tried sliding back under, perhaps able to slip away like that, but all she was able to get free was her rear, which stuck out and upwards from behind her.
Storiesatrandom: Always knew Pinkie Pie was an ass. (Cake slams into Storiesatrandom.) I KNOW THAT WAS YOU, PINKIE PIE!
Celestia could feel Pinkie's struggling,
Celestia: "Hey, that tickles!"
and that only made her lust grow as she felt the small pink pony squirming to get free underneath.
Twilight: Her lust grew three sizes that night.
The feel of the pink one's body rubbing and wiggling up against her, the pleasure was maddening! Her muscles tensed, and after a moment she pressed her whole body down and began to roughly grind it against the pink one's.
Storiesatrandom: But inadvertently crushed Pinkie's body to a pulp, snapped out of it, felt remorse, and turned herself in.
Her tail flung down and gripped itself around her subject's waist, keeping her rear stuck up high while Celestia used her haunches to rub and grind up against them.
Storiesatrandom: What are they, Ax grinders?
Simultaneously, Celesta's hair shot down towards pinkie's head, splitting as they reached with one half of the hair sliding around the left side and the other half to the right.
Storiesatrandom: "OCTO-HAIR POWERS, ACTIVATE!"
Pinkie gasped out as Celestia's hair traveled down,
Rarity: To the fabulous shopping mall in Pinkie's upper tummy.
but before she could close her mouth, the hair – acting like it was some sort of living tentacle –
Storiesatrandom: We've already established she's half Octopus.
slid down and up into her mouth, forcing her mouth open and pulsating towards her throat.
Twilight: If this was more realistic, Pinkie could've choked.
She gagged slightly, now having to breath through her nose as her mouth was filled up while her back and rear were being harshly rubbed by Celestia's coat. There wasn't enough force to crush her – Pinkie knew that with Celestia's size, that might be possible –
Storiesatrandom: And yet it didn't happened yet!
but there was certainly a nearly overwhelming force bearing down on her, with every powerful grind sending a strong pulse through the length of her body and around all corners and edges.
Celestia: Wow, apparently, Molestia is a battery recharger.
Storiesatrandom: Would not wanna those batteries.
Pinkie's legs were shaking, as Celestia had been dominating her now for about a minute.
Storiesatrandom: But it went on, and on, and on, and on, AND ON!
Her attempts to escape only seemed to feed Celestia's strength and made the overwhelming pulses grow stronger, which held the strangest yet also most pleasurable sensation to them.
Rarity: Her, you meant, right? Cause I don't think Pinkie is enjoying this one bit.
At first Pinkie's back was on fire,
Storiesatrandom: The fire spread, and burned everypony.
but that flame quickly seemed to melt through her coat and bring a moist warmth throughout her entire body, now making her almost instinctively move in sync with the grinding motion from above her.
Storiesatrandom: What did we say about enjoying this, Pinkie?
The now slick hair in her mouth had begun pushing down her throat, staying in two distinguishable twirls of hair that represented the bit entering from the left side of her mouth and the bit entering from the right.
All: GLA! EW!
The two slimy bundles pushed and writhed themselves in further, their writhing in sync with the grinding of Celestia's whole body,
Celestia: "IT TICKLES!"
adding more to the intense sensation that rocked her down to her very core.
Storiesatrandom: HARD ROCK HALLUYA!"
Even Celestia's tail itself was pumping around her waist in perfect synchronization, keeping her rump held high and her haunches elongated and exposed while Celestia's powerful hips pulsed roughly against her, adding the final bit to the overwhelmingly pleasurable sensation that constantly reverberated through Pinkie Pie's entire being.
Storiesatrandom: Don't you mean, "Pinkie's entire Equine?
Celestia: OK, even we didn't go too far with horse puns.
Unable to control herself, and with a sudden passage available from the two invasive lobs of hair in her mouth and down her throat, Pinkie let out a loud, sensual moan that had mustered itself up from the deepest parts of her body.
All: STOP ENJOYING IT, PINKIE!
After the moan, the two tentacle-like pieces of hair gradually slid out and under her, stroking her own hot wetness down to her chest and tummy, coaxing over almost every bit of her coat.
All: GLA! DISGUSTING!
The pleasure only increased, and Pinkie let out another even louder moan, and another, and even more after that.
Storiesatrandom: And how this still got only a TEEN rating?
Each moan came at every other thrust down onto her, keeping with the rhythm of this overwhelming source of this unimaginable pleasure. It felt as though Pinkie had thrown the best, biggest, most wonderful party in all of Equestria, and the beat of the party music matched the rhythm that Celestia was using to grind down on top of her. Minutes passed, and Pinkie had began sweating heavily earlier on, her coat wet and sliding more smoothly against Celestia's.
Storiesatrandom: At least this fic is decent enough to get to the point.
Even so, the continual rush of this heavy sensation had sapped all the energy Pinkie Pie had, and before long she eventually collapsed onto the ground, gasping heavily, her mind scrambled with an uncountable number of mixed feelings, and her body worn out from the intense, wet heat that still coursed through her veins and made her body twitch and spaz uncontrollably. Pinkie couldn't go on any longer, and she very quickly found her eyes shutting and falling into a deep sleep.
Storiesatrandom: That better not be death.
Celestia rose slowly off the warm, sopping wet mess under her that had finally become exhausted and fallen fast asleep.
Twilight: Wish granted.
Unfortunately, Celestia herself had not had nearly as much pleasure as she wanted, though the pink one did provide a good source of temporary fun.
Storiesatrandom: You think she be tired by now.
She looked up towards the sky, and saw the moon was still relatively high in the night sky.
Rarity: Because Luna is without energy to do a thing, moron!
She still had a target, one pressing goal that she had to reach, and this pony was only the start of things.
All: Are we done yet…..?
Her mind traveled around for a bit as she pondered her next destination. She now knew that Rainbow Dash was not home, and with Pinkie here, the others would not be at her home of Sugar Cube Corner. That left only Fluttershy's Cottage, Rarity's Carousel Boutique, and the Apple Family House. The cottage in question housed Fluttershy and a bunch of small woodland creatures, which did not meet up to Celestia's desires. The Boutique had Rarity and Sweetie Belle, yet the Apple Family house would have the old mare Granny Smith and Big Macintosh, and more importantly Applejack. Even if there were only those few, it was for more of a bounty than the other two destinations brought, and it may just be where Twilight Sparkle was!
Storiesatrandom: Again, not the smartest Anti-Celestia!
Celestia looked down below her, the pink one curled up now and sleeping soundly. The time with her was over, and Celestia now had more pressing matters to attend to. She extended her wings and propelled herself off the ground and soaring through the sky, heading all the way across town towards Sweet Apple Acres.
Celestia: I would've had the decency to stay with her to sleep.
Storiesatrandom: THE STUPID SYMBOLS AGAIN?
In the solitude of her room, Luna slowly and lazily woke up,
Storiesatrandom: Well look who's awake.
her body stiff and not wanting to respond to her orders.
Celestia (mimicking Luna) "DO NOT DENY YOUR MOON PRINCESS, BODY!"
Her mind was in a daze, and it was hard for her to remember much.
Storiesatrandom: Like her name is Luna, or that she's a pony.
She looked out the window and saw it was night time, and though that perhaps she had just taken a nap from a hard night of studying Equestrian tax laws.
Storiesatrandom: ADVENTURE HO!
Then she looked at the calender, and saw the date set to April 1st.
Storiesatrandom: My calendar said otherwise, "May 26, 2012."
"April first... but that means..." Suddenly, Luna gasped out loudly as the events from earlier that night all came crashing into her mind like a runaway freight train.
Storiesatrandom: I think there's movies about runaway trains.
The prank, the spell, the light, the guards...
Celestia: THE VERY STUPID FAN-FIC SHE'S IN!
"Celestia! Oh my... Where, where is she?" Luna looked around the room frantically, wishing in vain that the princess would be right there. However, she was nowhere in sight, and the last thing her older sister said to her before she passed out suddenly popped into her mind.
Celestia: "I'm a pretty princess."
"Twilight Sparkle..." she repeated aloud.
Storiesatrandom: And shit gets real again.
She needed to go find her, and keep her away from her sister.
Celestia: And keep her all to her little greedy self!
But first, she needed to get some help. Celestia was far too powerful for her, especially in the overwhelmingly dominate state she was in now.
Storiesatrandom: No problem, just get this bitch. Just fuel her up with Love and she'll kick Molestia's ass in no time! just like before when she wasn't Molestia.
Celestia: "If that weren't sadly true, and if it wasn't technically incorrect by the fact this fic was made before the Canterlot wedding episode, or for a understandingly good reason, I slap you right now.
Storiesatrandom: I respect your not surprisingly negative reaction.
Luna thought for a moment, and then came up with her first idea.
Storiesatrandom: DISCORD!
(Celestia slaps Storiesatrandom.)
Celestia: I crossed the line at Discord.
"I need to round up the guards..." Luna said to herself, realizing that they were probably her best bet at subduing the princess. Luna gathered herself and organized her thoughts for a few seconds, and then took off down the hall, hoping to find as many guards as she could and get them down to Ponyville to save Twilight Sparkle and her friends, before it was too late.
Storiesatrandom: Spike and Pinkie Pie already got raped!
-End part 2
All: FINALLY!
Storiesatrandom: OK, that was longer then the first part. Final opinion time, GO!
Twilight: "Just as bad as the first, even worse for being longer, two rapes in one sitting that we actselly witness, and worse, Spike gets rape, made into a backstabbing loser, and my owl wasn't even any help!"
Rarity: Twilight's opinion aside, several mistakes are noted, Celestia has been further demonized, child rape, and exposing us to Pinkie's horrendous torture.
Celestia: What you too said, and that it's an Anti-me propaganda!
Storiesatrandom: What you three said. but….. almost like the first, it was… interesting. I mean yes, it's longer, rapier, more insane, and Molestia got promoted into a moron, Spike's a backstabbing loser, Owlowisious is fucking useless, Twilight should've known better, Pinkie got her reactions wrong, child rape, rape of a pony who has a heart (and mind) of a really dumb child, Luna came through a bit too late, logic is like, non-existant, and finally, IT'S A GODDAMN MOLESTIA FIC! It's incredible and surely lucky that there is still people out there that know Celestia being a rapist is complete BULLSHIT! Or horseshit as it be. I'm Storiesatrandom, and they were Rarity, Twilight, and Celestia, we remember it so you don't have to! And as soon as we recover, we'll tackle the next chapter, hopefully with one more member this time, cause obviously, we can't face this cock sucker alone!
There are 2 kinds of rape fics. The kind that are like hentai, where everyone is having screaming orgasms. Then there are the more realistic ones full of pain and bad feels.
This is the fic that treads the tightrope between the 2. The characters are not... traumatized, to the degree that realistic rape would cause, but there are realistic emotions and repercussions at play that make it more serious than fun and games. "in his words: ( In the end I think I am more OK with this piece of crap)" than others because Molestia's motivation is more vampiric in nature than your average rapist's motivation. She feeds on lust and pleasure, not pain and domination. Those are just byproducts of her rampage.
"His words again:(It upsets me but I can still read it without my adrenaline spiking and my heart dropping through the floor)."
but, you see, i didn't riff this fic because of the rape, (if though one of my targets) it's because i hated on how it made Celestia look bad. And that is why this fic will still be riff, I may had been wrong on some facts, and I addressed them, but it won't save this insult to Celestia's name from the Riffing justice it so diserves! I just want to say I realize my mistakes. Now, back to give this fic the riff beating it deserves! ENJOY!
Storiesatrandom: Now that we've gotten the prologue out of the way, let's continue what we started.
Rarity, Twilight, and Celestia: RIGHT!
(BUZZ)
All: WE'VE GOT STORY SIGN!
Begin Part 2
Storiesatrandom: Hey, I didn't know we have a computer that states things for us.
Celestia: We don't, that's actually part of the fic."
"Thank you oh so much again Twilight for helping me with the crusaders... I can't imagine what would have happened had you and Fluttershy not shown up!"
Storiesatrandom: In an alternate universe, somewhere, Rarity is in jail for foal murder. And was also sentenced to death by prolonged exposure to Sweet Apple Massacre.
(Rarity slaps Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW!
"Oh it's no problem Rarity, I was just glad to help."
Storiesatrandom: (mimicking Twilight) Anything to make sure you don't murder your sister and her friends.
(Twilight and Rarity both smack Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW!
"Well we sure as sugar do appreciate ya'll givin us a hoof. Maybe there's something we could do to make up fer it?"
Rarity: "Sorry, Applejack, I wanted only Twilight and Fluttershy to care for my sister, your-"
Storiesatrandom: Hold it! I think Applejack's dropping off her sister too! Saved you from making a misplaced joke there.
"Ooh! Ideeeaaa~!"
Storiesatrandom: LOVE THAT CATCHPHRASE!
Rarity: A shame it's talents are wasted in a Molestia fic.
Rarity announced as she raised a hoof proudly. "Since fluttershy is letting the crusaders sleep over at her place again, how about I take you both over to my place for a sleepover of our own?"
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Rarity): "You know, and have a repeat of the Episode where Applejack and I hated each other's guts and made Twilight's life hell!"
(Rarity and Twilight smack Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW! Ladies, please reserve that for author, okay?
"Well shucks, that there sounds like a pretty good plan, dontchya think Twi'?" Applejack said.
Twilight: "As long as you behave yourselves this time…"
"Well, it would be fun and all... but Spike is still asleep upstairs." Twilight claimed, hesitation in her voice. "It's really late, and I'm not sure if I should leave him alone for the night..."
Storiesatrandom: But you do it all the damn time in the real show and who knows how many fanfics! What's stopping you this time?
"Oh don't worry darling, I'm sure Owlowicious won't mind looking over him while he's asleep."
Storiesatrandom: Fun fact: when I first read this fic, I did not know a lot from the show itself, nor did I yet seen the episode Owlowicious first came forth, I was like, "Huh? Is that an OC character?". Ever since then, I've become more familiar with the show, saw the episode Owlowicious came, and became familiar ever since."
"Well... I guess it couldn't hurt.
Twilight: "Since I already left him alone dozens of times before! And nothing bad ever happens to him by ANY time I left him by himself."
I'll head over to the library to let him know to take care of spike, then I'll be right over, okay girls?"
"Take yer time, Twi'.
Storiesatrandom (mimics Applejack): "Your time was peeing on my apple orchids, and ah made it very clear I do not want your time peeing on mah apple trees! I let Winona do that in her spare time."
Celestia: "And I thought this fic was offensive."
Storiesatrandom: "Sorry about that, couldn't pass up the joke."
Me and Rarity will get the place set up fer ya, okay?"
Rarity: "We're framing your house for the murder of Prince Blueblood!"
"Alright, sounds great girls. I'll see you in a bit!"
Rarity: "Is that bit like in money, or in time?"
Storiesatrandom: If in money, it'd be cool to see you guys in money. Think of the possibilities! In fact, I might just do a story with this image!
An alternate future Universe where Twilight and the mane 6 were really evil and usurped the Princesses and lead Equestria to a new age and united all the other pony and non-pony kingdoms, where all kingdoms were lead in a similar form of government!
Twilight: Storiesatrandom, I'm surprised at you!
Celestia: Ironic, you hate memes or fics that bad talk me, but your not above making my Student and her friends look bad?
Storiesatrandom: I said alternate future universe, didn't I?
With that, Twilight Sparkle trotted down from atop the hill in one direction as Applejack and Rarity left in another, the night sky above them emanating just enough light for them to find their way in the dark streets of Ponyville.
Storiesatrandom: Lucky for them, Ponyville had no known criminals, otherwise it would've been better to stick together.
It did not take long for Twilight to reach the library, and it took an even shorter time for her to gather a few things and let Owlowicious know of her plans for that night.
Storiesatrandom: Not very detailed, are we?
After her short preparations,
Rarity: Emphasis on the short.
Twilight left the library and headed straight for Rarity's home, a smile on her face with high expectations for the night she was about to have.
Twilight: In no way would I have to face my teacher who is suddenly a rapist under a spell unintentionally created by her younger sister who somehow has a book that no Unicorn could understand, yet exists anyway.
Storiesatrandom: "Seriously, how does that work to have a book no Unicorn can understand, yet it exists anyway, I mean, aren't a 3rd of magic books made by Unicorns since alicorns are so freaking rare?
Inside the Library, it was pitch black – the perfect environment for a night owl.
Storiesatrandom: And cockroaches.
Twilight: EW!
What's more, Twilight wasn't going to be home, and Spike was already fast asleep in the room upstairs... a perfect opportunity for some late-night hunting.
Twilight: I've never known my owl to be a lazy bum.
Owlowicious took flight and headed up to one of the openable windows, gently using his wing to creak it open just enough for him to fly out towards the edge of Everfree for a late night snack.
Storiesatrandom: Only to be consumed by an Anaconda.
(Twilight smacks Storiesatrandom.)
Storiesatrandom: OW! Ok, in hindsight, maybe I went too far.
It was just a quick trip, and he would probably be back in about 20 minutes or so... what could happen while he was away?
All: MOLESTIA WOULD HAPPEN!
Back in the Library, the darkness still loomed, and not a single creature lurked or stirred in the dead of night.
Storiesatrandom: Not even a mouse that would've kept Owlowicious to stay and keep Spike from being our next victim, the god damn stupid owl! (Twilight zaps Storiesatrandom!) Ow….. that's a new one.
It was only a minute or so after Owlowicious left, however, the the calming darkness
Rarity: I believe the second "the" isn't needed, darling.
was interrupted by a loud thud coming from the balcony of the library.
Storiesatrandom: Again, If that damn owl just stayed, or better yet if Twilight just refused, why- (Twilight's horn glowed.) Shutting up.
Outside, a set of hoofsteps could be heard, and then the door to the balcony opened magically, allowing entrance to a dark figure which slid in quietly.
Storiesatrandom: "Twilight, I think you're being robbed by Derpy Hooves! I mean, slid! This is clearly her if she just slipped! Either that, or a burglar penguin!"
The figure seemed to look around slowly, taking careful examination of the setting around it.
Storiesatrandom: Burglar Penguins are very pernicious about the stuff they are stealing!
Again it moved, slowly, making its way down from the balcony and towards the opposite side of the library.
Twilight: Which is the new disco system I added to twice the fun for more rambunctious Ponies like Vinyl Scratch.
Storiesatrandom: You mean that DJ pony visits the library? Oh, wait until her gay sophisticated wife Octavia hears this!"
The figure was like that of a pony, except larger, with its mane lightly sparkling in the darkness.
All: AWWWWWWWWW!
Storiesatrandom: But I wanted a burglar penguin, not a rapey b-movie Alicorn!
Celestia: WE DON'T WANT A PONY, MOMMY?
(Rarity cries.)
Twilight: Oh grow up, I am disappointed the story got back to Molestia too, but there's no need to be babies about it!
There was also a very quiet, yet distinct chatter coming from the figure,
Storiesatrandom: Cha-cha-chachachachacha… Cha-cha-chachachacha…
as if it were the sound of jittery teeth from a freezing pony.
Celestia: Did I visit the Antarctic before coming to Twilight's house?
The figure continued on, now reaching the bottom of the stairs to the bedroom above.
Twilight: Apparently, my Library home isn't correct, shouldn't my room be "Upstairs"?
It examined the stairs for a quick moment before beginning its ascension,
Storiesatrandom: TO MADNESS! Sorry, had to reference "Celestia's Ascension to madness" here.
Celestia: A much better fic to me, by my book. The me in that story about madness and a demonic Nightmare moon makes me more forgivable then me turning into a rapist!
slowly and quietly moving up towards the door.
Storiesatrandom: Is Molestia riding a go-kart now?
As it reached the top, the figure abruptly stopped and listened closely
Celestia: This is the me you are suppose to be! Stop breaking into incorrect libraries and return to the castle at once!
– there was a sound on the other side,
Storiesatrandom: And it was two guys getting high.
the sound of... what was it... snoring.
Storiesatrandom: Did the narration got a little confused there? I mean, that's not a good sign in a story if the narration can't remember their lines. I mean, just imagine if more official books were like that!
It was now apparent that the rhythmic sounds coming from the other side was obviously that of light snoring.
Storiesatrandom: "Too late to correct yourself, incompetent Narration."
The figure faced the door directly,
Storiesatrandom: And had angry sex with the door!
and a long yet thin cone on its head began to shine with magic.
Twilight: "But really it's just an environment friendly light bulb.
The door opened, and the figure entered slowly,
Storiesatrandom: Based on what we got before, Celestia's now part alicorn pony, part cat, part octopus, and now, she's half turtle!
Celestia: With a light bulb and problems with teeth.
taking care to be even more quiet than before.
Storiesatrandom: Is that physically possible, to be more quiet then you would already be?
Twilight: Yes. Just ask Fluttershy.
It approached the bed, and took a second to examine it... empty!
Celestia: The burglar penguins already stole her sheets and blankets, and even the poor pillows!
Rarity (overly dramatic): NOT THE PILLOWS!
RatherHomely: I knew you were supposed to hide your kids and hide your wife, but pillows?
There was no pony sleeping in the bed, however...
Storiesatrandom: Well… We're waiting…
on the far side of the room,
Rarity: In the land of Mordor...
a noticeable lump was rising and falling in a smaller bed,
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Molestia): Oh, it's just Twilight's cat…. HEY WAIT A BUCKING MINUTE!
at the exact spot the snoring seemed to be coming from. The figure then began approaching this smaller bed, its cone once again shimmering with magic.
Storiesatrandom: Did it meant Molestia or the bed? Can you imagine Spike's bed with a cone? I think it meant to say HORN!
The sheets that were originally covering the lump slowly began to slide off,
Storiesatrandom: Never knew Spike was oily.
revealing a purple and green-scaled body resting in the bed.
Twilight: It's Spike, Narration. You can just say Spike.
As the figure drew even closer, the small dragon began to stir slightly, obviously reacting to having its covers taken away.
"Where's my blankey..." Spike mumbled softly, having been unexpectedly hit with a cool rush of air.
Storiesatrandom: HEY! Bad cool rush of air! It's not nice to hit babies!
His eyes still closed, he reached his claws around for his blanket, but couldn't' find it anywhere on one side.
Twilight (mimicking Spike): (Yawns), I'll get the story going in a minute, I just need my wankie.
He checked the other side, but again the blanket wasn't there... did it slide off the bed?
Storiesatrandom: Spike then realized he shouldn't have oiled himself. It slides off blankets.
Spike didn't know, but his slumber was now fully disturbed.
Storiesatrandom: Was it ever halfly or moderately disturbed?
He shivered slightly, another soft yet cool blow of air whisking against his scales.
Celestia: Is the air drunk? I have to warn Wind Current, the Alicorn of wind about this.
Spike shivered slightly, and hoped dearly he could find his blanket soon, or else he would have to actually get up to look for it.
Storiesatrandom: Twilight's Owl being lazy I don't get, but Spike…. Well, he's tired, so it's excusable.
Another blow of air, except this one was... warmer.
Storiesatrandom: Oh…. Did the air just….. Yeah, I'm dropping this joke!
JOKE ABORTED!
Spike didn't notice at first, and continued to irritatedly claw around for his beloved blanket, eager to get back to sleep.
Storiesatrandom: Then he's awake now? And he couldn't notice the rapey Alicorn before him?
Another blow of air, this time much more noticeable and a bit warmer as well.
Storiesatrandom: Skip, I rejected the joke!
Spike stopped... was there a heater in here?
Twilight: …
He didn't remember Twilight putting one in.
Twilight: My thoughts exactly! What good would a heater do if Equestia is a warm regain?
Celestia: It gets a very harsh winter by the winter mouths.
Twilight (on the phone): Hello, Over-Priced Heaters inc? I want the least overpriced one installed in my house.
As he thought for another moment, a third blow of air came in, this one stronger and hotter than the others.
Storiesatrandom: But it didn't bother him, cause, in Equestria, Dragons can swim in lava, as of a certain season 2 episode.
Spike could now feel the little bits of humidity in the air that was being blown on him, and finally it dawned on him...
Storiesatrandom: SUBWAY-NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GAGA BE CA LOOOOOOOOOOOOO SOMBOMB NA!
Others: Wyane ya na!
Storiesatrandom: And that's the first Lion King joke we did whenever the word dawn appears in a fanfic.
"Uck, Twilight... are you breathing on me?"
Twilight: Yes.
He said, lazily leaning up in his bed, his right hand scratching his head with his eyes just starting to open. "Ya know Twi, I really enjoy sleeping without you blowing down... my... neck?"
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Spike): "Oh shit."
It was at this moment that spike looked at, and saw through the darkness the large, not-Twilight figure standing before him.
Storiesatrandom: Huh, just imagine the size chart if there's such a size as "Not Twilight", that be hilarious.
Another breath of hot, warm air blew against him as the cone above the figure's head lit up, revealing its figure with the magically conjured light.
Storiesatrandom: LUNA!
"P-princess Celestia?"
All: AWWWWWWW!
Celestia: DENIED AGAIN!
Spike asked, baffled at the princess' presence. "What are you doing in..."
Storiesatrandom: Oh great, now even the actors lost their lines!
Spike was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Celestia's tongue, which slithered down and licked slowly from his stomach, all the way up his chest and neck, gliding across his face and even the his top front spine on his head. Spike froze, a his face plastered with shock and disgust as he tried to register exactly what happened.
All: …
Storiesatrandom: Break?
Others: BREAK!
Storiesatrandom: BY THE GODS, THAT LAST SCENE WAS, AWFUL!
(Storiesatrandom started to rant like a wildman! Celestia, Rarity, and Twilight step away back from Storiesatrandom. Storiesatrandom calms down.)
Storiesatrandom: OK, opinions, want them!
Twilight: Well, I am sure the minor mistakes can be ignored, but, Spike being a victim?
Rarity: How dare that, Fox, had my poor Spikey-wikey raped!
Celestia: Calm down, it's just a story.
Storiesatrandom: Celestia, did you know that in "Celestia's Ultimate Truth", a story I wrote, Spike is your biological son when you were in Magi-Dragon form! And then there's this image!
Celestia: Well, since you put it that way, I highly despised this part as well.
Storiesatrandom: Aside from the obvious in my opinion, let's remember the worthwhile ending that'll be, worthwhile. But here's what I must get across! This story is rated TEEN, and yet it has a child getting rape in it? It deserves a mature rating at best! What was the author of the story thinking! Huh? Care to explain, Streak the fox? HUH?
Twilight: OK, calm down! I get this story has gotten worse then when we last saw it, and clearly just as absurd, maybe even more! And look, I hated the part where Spike gets raped too! In fact, if the me in this story WAS me, Spike could've come along, and wouldn't have been stupid enough to leave my owl to watch a baby dragon if I knew it apparently was gonna be incompetent! It's an owl, not a bucking watch dog!
Storiesatrandom: Or a watch owl! Let's remember he was a wild owl that, for some reason, choose to become a pet! No offense, Lauren, but Owls do not work that way! All they do is sleep all day and eat rodents at night!
Celestia: Let's all remember these aren't our final opinions, the story isn't finished yet.
(BUZZ)
Storiesatrandom: "Sweet Jesus."
"C-celestia...?" Spike asked, his voice shaking and now stuttering slightly.
Storiesatrandom: Since when is Spike an old fashion and broken down motor car?
His eyes adjusting to the light, he could not see the princess' face.. distorted by a large, wild grin, her eyes slightly bloodshot with her pupils withered down into tiny black beads.
Rarity: Then how the devil did the Narration know if Spike couldn't know?
Her teeth were also jittery,
Storiesatrandom: I still think Pinkie Pie aliens!
and her bottom lip had a drop of drool slowly sliding down towards her chin.
Celestia: Dear me, that's not very dignified of me.
Spike reared his head back,
Storiesatrandom: Now spike's head's a horse now? Which would, kinda make sense in a world of sentient miniature horses, I guess?
subtly trying to distance himself from this apparently insane figure of what he somehow believed was Princess Celestia.
Storiesatrandom: Believe me, I wish Luna was the one turned rapist too.
Celestia: Uh….. there's something you need to know…
Storiesatrandom: I'm aware this story actually has sequels, but let's focus on the first horror, huh?
"Spiiiiiike..." Celestia finally spoke, her words sending a cold, harsh shiver down Spike's spine.
Storiesatrandom: "Good morning, Spike's anatomy, today we have a strong snow storm warning in Spike's spine sent torwords him by a cursed rapey Alicorn."
Rarity: "Now here's Bill with the weather, Bill?"
It was her voice, except, distorted somehow...
Celestia: Apparently, when in heat, alicorns have their voices turn hideously monstrous.
Storiesatrandom: "Yet another thing to demonized the beloved Princess of the sun!"
manipulated to sound somewhat more like a creature than like the normal elegance it had.
All: We addressed that already.
Spike started to scoot back,
Storiesatrandom: On a scooter he somehow got literally out of nowhere!
Celestia's piercing gaze beginning to strike fear into Spike's little heart,
Twilight: Celestia, please don't pierce your son.
Celestia: Sorry.
as if everything he held inside of him, every piece of what made up his characteristics and his being were suddenly pulled open and being examined by the same eyes that were boring onto him now.
Storiesatrandom: Uh… Here's an image of a cat.
The princess took a step forward, keeping the distance between the two the same as Spike continued to try to scoot away.
Storiesatrandom: Well, first Spike took Rainbow Dash's place, now he steals Scootaloo's role. Is Discord at it again?
"Spiiiiike, where is she..." The princess said, using the same tone as before.
Twilight: We already talked about the voice. NEXT!
"Wha..." Spike gulped hard, his voice cracking as his brain tried to feed some sort of words towards his mouth, being blocked by the storm of utter confusion and shock that raged in his mind. "W-w-what? Where... where is w-who?"
Twilight said: Spike forgot me all sudden?... (Tears)
"Twilight..." Celestia replied, adding a large, hearty breath to her word. "Where is Twilight Sparkle... my most prized pupil."
Storiesatrandom: Story-wise, I guess if Twilight stayed behind, Molestia would've won… but still pretty stupid of her to leave Spike to suffer!
"Uhm... I, sh-she's not here?" Spike glanced over to Twilight's bed, and sure enough the bed was empty. Celestia spoke again, sending another moist wave of hot air against Spike's already wet body.
Storiesatrandom: "Urgent news, Spike's body, a hot air tsumumi has been sighted! Residents have been advise to evacuate! How will this effect your vacation plans?"
"No... Now tell me, where is she?"
Storiesatrandom: "What was the purpose of her just saying no? If she, like tried to say now, but the word was missing an extra W?"
Spike knew he was running out of options.
Celestia: "It's time to buy a vowel, Spike, to win a million dollars!"
Perhaps Twilight had gone out to one of her friends' places, or just went out for a stroll somewhere.
Storiesatrandom: The first one is correct.
At the same time Spike tried to find his happy place, a place he could go away to and not be in this horrible situation,
Storiesatrandom: Like a fic that's not a Molestia story.
a place with gems... with wonderful decorations, with all sorts of wonderful marble stones and a large cave... with Rarity... ...Rarity!
Rarity: GAP IN THE DOTTED LINE TRAIN!
Maybe Twilight went to Rarity's place, it would surely get the princess out of here and... NO! He had to protect Rarity!
Rarity: You know Spikey cares for me if he refuses to tell a rapey Alicorn my location.
Twilight smiled, teary.
Twilight: He cared for me too.
But he couldn't just sit there and say nothing, the princess might get upset and do something truly... not good to him.
Storiesatrandom: Not to mention how it'll effect Celestia's reputation.
His mind raced,
Storiesatrandom: And there's goes Spike's mind against his spleen for first place, followed by his heart, his kidneys, and her comes the colon! Followed by the unimportant loser of all, the Pancreas.
he tried to think of the one place Twilight would never be, and that maybe nopony would be at this time of night.
Storiesatrandom: But, it also has to be someplace Celestia herself wouldn't get hurt. She's important to the country, you know, cursed to become a rapist aside!
Each moment though he could feel Celestia's breath get stronger,
Celestia: As my breath lifted up an Elephant with ease! Celestia, and the world's strongest breath!
each blow of air swirling its hot humidity around him and involuntarily beginning to warm his blood.
Storiesatrandom: And as of such, Mammal Spike is born!
Spike struggled for a solution, for an answer of some sort, somewhere deserted, yet somewhere somepony would obviously go to, somewhere like...
Storiesatrandom: You mean obviously won't go?
"U-uhm, maybe she... went to uh, R-rainbow Dash's p-place?"
Twilight: SPIKE! I can't believe this! How could you do that to Rainbow Dash!?
Celestia raised her head slightly, her eyes breaking away from Spikes as she thought to herself.
Celestia: Wow….. Spike betrayed Rainbow Dash to preserve Twilight and his hopeless crush. This may hurt my reputation, but he is SO-HO-HO getting raped for this!
Of course, it was so obvious! Perhaps Twilight was having a sleepover at a friend's house... and if she found her, perhaps there would be one of the other mares around she could feel at the same time.
Storiesatrandom: "Somehow, Molestia is not the "Smartest" of the anit-Celestia memes.
"Rainbow Dash..." Celestia said, her body rising slowly as she looked off in the general direction towards Rainbow Dash's home.
Twilight: Again, I can't believe Spike sold out Rainbow Dash like that.
Storiesatrandom: A sickening world where Owls are slobs, Dragons are dishonest backstabbers, Beautiful Alicorn Princesses are rapists, and genius Unicorns are as dumb as billboards! (Twilight blasts Storiesatrandom.) Ow… note to self: be careful what you say, self.
After only a few seconds, Celestia turned around and immediately flung herself outside the door,
Storiesatrandom: And preformed a Goofy Scream as she fell!
telekineticly closing it behind her with magic and then out of the library all together the way she came.
Twilight: "telekineticly? Didn't he mean telekinetically?"
Spike slumped down in his bed, now shivering in fear from what he just experienced.
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Spike): "What, what, what's wrong with mommy?" (sucks on his thumb)
Celestia: OK, please no more of that "Spike is my son" joke. I want to have minimal to no problems going through this anti-me piece of trashy literature.
He knew that Rainbow Dash may now be in danger,
Storiesatrandom: But didn't care, cause he's a despicable prick!
Twilight: Insult Spike and my Owl again, and, I won't be held accountable if you "vanished".
Storiesatrandom: Shutting up.
but she was a very traveled pony... perhaps she would instead be lazily sleeping on some cloud somewhere, far away from her home.
Storiesatrandom: Again, she's lucky Ponyville had no known criminals. Otherwise a rapist would've nailed her… (realizing) already. Oh.
Maybe she was wherever Twilight was, and that they were off in the Everfree Forest somewhere exploring some cave.
Twilight: Am I really that predicable, Spike?
Spike didn't know, he had no way of knowing,
Storiesatrandom: For he wasn't a Magi-dragon.
but he hoped that when he woke up in the morning, everything would be better and he could just pretend this was all a dream.
Storiesatrandom: I think denying things is considered unhealthy. "Celestia's Ascension to Madness" proved it.
Spike looked over for a quick moment and saw his beloved blanket over the edge of his bed, just slumped aside barely out of his regular reach.
Rarity: Try getting up.
He leaned over and grabbed it, pulling it over himself as he curled up and snuggled against it in his bed.
Storiesatrandom: Yeah, sleep ya lazy backstab- (Twilight growls, as she snorted.) Shutting up.
He was still shivering slightly, trying desperately not to think of what happened to him.
Celestia: There, there, you'll be in a better non-anti-me fic in dreamland.
Storiesatrandom: Or someone else's fic.
He went back to his happy place, the gem-filled cave with the marble stone walls and Rarity cuddled up beside him.
All: ….
Celestia: Wasn't I the perverted one?
The dark figure of Princess Celestia traveled over ponyville, her wings spread wide as she flew over the buildings and towards the outskirts of the town.
Storiesatrandom: (Plays Flight of the Valkyries)
(Celestia takes away the stereo and destroys it.)
Celestia: That was not necessary.
After having flown over and around ponyville multiple times for previous visits,
Storiesatrandom: With exception of the times it was in great peril. (Celestia slaps Storiesatrandom.) OW!
the one cloud home next to the town tended to stand out from the surrounding landscape.
Storiesatrandom: Well, duh! It's a fucking cloud!
Quickly yet quietly she flew, keeping her stealth through the night as she neared her target. It was already in sight, the home-shaped cloud with the few streams of rainbows flowing off the edges. Celestia flew closer, and then gently set down on the steps of the house.
Storiesatrandom: "BOOP! BOOP! BOOP! YOU ARE TRESPASSING ON PRIVATE PROPERTY! LEAVE NOW, OR YOUR GONNA BE TORNADOED!"
Celestia approached the door, her hooves lightly and quietly stepping on the soft cloud steps.
Celestia: Then she realized! She is on clouds! She could walked loudly all she wanted, if she could, cause it's a bunch of clouds! Seriously how can a cloud make noise?
Her horn lit with magic once more,
Celestia: I need to have this thing changed.
and the door slowly opened without even the slightest creaking sound,
All: IT'S A CLOUD!
adding to the stealth of her approach. Slowly she slipped inside,
Celestia: "OOPS! Clumsy me!"
careful not to cause any sort of noise while she began inspecting the main room of the home.
All: IT'S A BUCKING CLOUD!
This house was small, and there was only the main room and a closet on the side, with stairs leading to a balcony section of the home to the left of the entry.
Storiesatrandom: Really? Cause that thing looks like a freaking mansion! Then again, since it's a cloud, it's likely she made it herself.
Celestia peered to the right side, and noticed the bed against the wall.
Celestia: Then I thought: "mine's bigger."
Slowly she approached, peering through the darkness to see any lumps under the covers, to see any sign of a pony mane or hoof or tail... but there was none.
Celestia: Just a lame bed.
Celestia lit up her horn and brought a small amount of light to the room, yet the place was empty, deserted... nothing was here.
Twilight: I didn't know Rainbow Dash was poor. No wonder she wanted to join the Wonderbolts.
Storiesatrandom: Either that, or because she lives in a cloud, her stuff fell down. Ha, that must one painful raindrop to any unlucky sap.
Celestia cursed her luck under her breath,
Celestia: "DAMN YOU LUCK!"
and had just started to turn around when suddenly a voice rang out through the night.
All: "RING!"
"Oh Daaaashiiiiie!" Sounded the high-pitched, squeaky voice. Celestia froze in place,
Celestia: "I'm frozen!"
RatherHomely: "I'VE BEEN FROZEN TODAY!"
her beady eyes peering left to right. She had heard that voice before, but where...?
Celestia: "It's on the tip of my tongue."
"Raaaainbow Daaaash, are you up there?" Yes, of course! It was the sound of the party mare, the Pink one!
Celestia: OH! RIGHT! FLUTTHERSHY!
Twilight: Pinkie Pie.
Celestia: PINKIE PIE!
"Are you up there Dashie?" Pinkie Pie called from below the cloud house. "I saw some colors fly through the sky, so I thought it might've been you! Are you out doing some late-night pranking without me?"
Storiesatrandom: How can Pinkie Pie be still up?
Twilight: Don't know of her diet very well, do you?
Storiesatrandom: ... Oh.
Celestia poked her head out over the steps of the cloud home, able to see the dark figure of Pinkie Pie standing below.
Celestia: "Rainbow Dash's not home! Can I take a message… and the chance to lick you?"
"Oh there you are Dashie!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed excitedly.
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Pinkie Pie): "Hey, Dashie, why do you have a horn and flowing mane now? (Gasps) OH MY GOSH! IS THIS ONE OF THOSE FICS WERE WE BECOME ALICORNS? DO ME! DO ME!"
Though she was unable to make out the dark figure of a head sticking out over the clouds, she immediately assumed it was indeed Rainbow Dash.
Celestia: Giant horn and flowing mane aside, apparently.
"So you were awake, aha! I was right, wasn't I? You tricky, sneaky dashie you!"
Storiesatrandom: Pinkie is more better as the comic relief, not the brains. That belongs to Twilight.
Twilight Sparkle was not here, nor was Rainbow Dash, but Pinkie Pie was one of Twilight's closest friends, one of the ones Celestia most dearly wanted to feel against her. Though she hadn't found her student yet, the pink one would have to suffice... for now.
Storiesatrandom: Not loyal to your goals, are you Molestia?
"Hey, c'mon down here Dashie! I want you to tell me some of the pranks you did!"
Celestia: "I JUST RAPED LUNA, A MILLION GUARDS, AND TRAUMATIZED A BABY DRAGON!"
The dark figure which Pinkie assumed to be Rainbow Dash withdrew back behind the clouds, as if ignoring her desires completely.
Storiesatrandom: Not a good move for an attention seeker like Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie huffed lightly, yet before she could call out again, the figure reappeared over the edge, with its full body present and its wings spread out. At first Pinkie face lit up with glee,
Twilight (mimicking Pinkie): "YOW! MY FACE IS ON FIRE OF GLEE!"
but the next moment she realized that the figure was far too large to be Rainbow Dash. What's more, the figure had hooves, so it wasn't Gilda or anyone like that. To add on to this, the figure was growing in size rapidly, meaning that it was coming down... right on top of her!
Storiesatrandom (mimicking Pinkie): "WAIT! I'M NOT A LANDING POST!"
Celestia pounced on top of Pinkie Pie, sending her falling to her back below her.
Twilight: Still amazed Pinkie didn't end up crushed by the full force of Celestia's body like the guards.
Pinkie grunted slightly from the impact,
Storiesatrandom: PINKIE KONG!
but quickly look around her to see the figure having her pinned and standing over her, as if triumphant.
Storiesatrandom: Who wouldn't be proud to actually get the drop on Pinkie Pie? Literally that is.
Pinkie was utterly confused,
Twilight and Storiesatrandom: What else is new?
there was nopony she knew as big as this! Not Rainbow Dash, not Ditzy, not Cloud Kicker or Flacky, just no one!
Storiesatrandom: HOLD IT! Who the hell is Cloud Kicker or Flacky? I mean, I know Ditzy is Derpy Hooves's nickname, but, Cloud Kicker? Flacky? Who are they? Are they Streak the fox's OCs?
The only creature in all of Equestria with this kind of form was...
Storiesatrandom: NIGHTMARE MOON!
"Princess Celestia?" Pinkie asked, her voice riddled with confusion.
All: AWWWWWW!
"Yes my sweet child?" Celestia replied, her voice aired with the same disturbance that she used to confront Spike with.
Celestia: OK, even I am creeped out by that voice. In fact, I am very concerned with my own alicorn anatomy!
"What are you doing here?" Pinkie questioned again, oblivious to the strange sound in Celestia's voice. Then her face lit up as one probable reason jumped into her head, and she gasped out in surprise. "Ooh, Princess, are you personally inviting me to a party! I would LOVE to go!"
Rarity, Storiesatrandom, and Celestia: (Faceplam/hoof)
If Pinkie Pie wasn't pinned, she would surely be hopping with joy right now, barely able to contain the excitement that was built up inside her.
Storiesatrandom: Could someone please, set the record straight with the victim? She's supposed to be confused AND terrified! So far, she's got one of them right!
Celestia, however, brought some light to her horn and began to illuminate the area around them.
Celestia: Yeah, if I were suddenly in rut, I try to avoid getting attention towards myself and my quarry.
At first pinkie made "Oooooh" sounds as she saw her and Celestia lit up, but her vibrant smile and happy demeanor quickly faded as she looked straight into Celestia's eyes. Those same wide, bloodshot, beady black eyes gazed back towards Pinkie's, doing the same thing they had done with Spike, Luna, and the two guards earlier that night.
Storiesatrandom: Nice callback to a chapter of old and what happened a few minutes ago!
At first though, Pinkie stared at Celestia with only the slightest frown. Then she actually began to giggle, thinking this was some sort of game or a playful attempt to scare her,
All: YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED, YOU IDIOT!
but the giggling also faded as Pinkie felt a weird sensation on her tail.
All: FINALLY!
Looking down, she could see Celestia's tail brushing up and down her own , stroking the length with its tip wile it gently glided over.
Celestia: Knew I should've not got my tail a guilder.
"Princess Celestia? What are you doing?" Pinkie asked before looking to see that Celestia had moved her face up to hers, their noses now touching and her eyes once more connected to her own.
Celestia: "Being out of my canon character, my dear."
This time Pinkie couldn't look away, her gaze was fixated towards the source of the Celestia's gaze as her beady eyes struck down a stare that seemed to shoot down like a bolt of lightening,
Twilight: Again with the lightning crack?
sending it straight into Pinkie's head and mind and probing around every corner and section of her brain.
All: (Long silence. Everyone burst into laughter!)
The same bolt traveled through her body, sending a cold, painful shiver that suddenly brought fear into Pinkie's heart.
Storiesatrandom: "DISASTER WARNING IN PINKIE'S BODY! A fear entered our joyful town of Pinkie's heart, and there's a shiver that is cold and painful! This is, urgent, urgent stuff! On a lighter note, today is Timmy's birthday."
Celestia's tail slid upward, traveling up to Pinkie's rear and stroking it gently.
Celestia: "NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY TAIL!"
At the same time, her mane lowered down and wrapped itself around Pinkie's mane, stroking it up and down from the tip to where it connected with her head.
Storiesatrandom: ... The hell am I looking at? What is this, hair porn?
Celestia's gaze stayed fixated on Pinkie's eyes,
Celestia: "I see you."
using it like some sort of paralysis beam for her victims. Pinkie's body felt cold, and no longer could she feel any sort of happiness or joy that she felt earlier,
Twilight: WOW! Proof that Pinkie Pie knows fear!
only this foreign, strange feeling that now puled through her body
Rarity: Your missing an additional "L" darling.
from where Celestia's mane was touching her. Soon, Celestia began to lower her body down towards Pinkie's, her tail now sliding around and gliding around her haunches and just under Pinkie's lower tummy.
Storiesatrandom: Did the Narration just say "Tummy?" who writes the lines for the Narration?
"N-no! Wait, stop it!" Pinkie suddenly cried, her eyes closing in order to break away from the cold, terrifying gaze that Celestia was using on her.
Celestia: "OK, sorry for that awkward moment."
She quickly rolled over form under Celestia and tried to press upward to a full stand, but the princess was already bearing her body down on top of her.
Twilight (mimicking Celestia): "I can't quit you, Pinkie Pie, not after you stole that delicious cake from me from that cake mystery episode!"
Desperate, she tried to push herself out and make a run for it, but the princess suddenly applied more pressure as the weight of her body came down on top of her, pinning her on her stomach.
Storiesatrandom: It's interesting doing that didn't crushed Pinkie to a pile of mush by now.
She tried sliding back under, perhaps able to slip away like that, but all she was able to get free was her rear, which stuck out and upwards from behind her.
Storiesatrandom: Always knew Pinkie Pie was an ass. (Cake slams into Storiesatrandom.) I KNOW THAT WAS YOU, PINKIE PIE!
Celestia could feel Pinkie's struggling,
Celestia: "Hey, that tickles!"
and that only made her lust grow as she felt the small pink pony squirming to get free underneath.
Twilight: Her lust grew three sizes that night.
The feel of the pink one's body rubbing and wiggling up against her, the pleasure was maddening! Her muscles tensed, and after a moment she pressed her whole body down and began to roughly grind it against the pink one's.
Storiesatrandom: But inadvertently crushed Pinkie's body to a pulp, snapped out of it, felt remorse, and turned herself in.
Her tail flung down and gripped itself around her subject's waist, keeping her rear stuck up high while Celestia used her haunches to rub and grind up against them.
Storiesatrandom: What are they, Ax grinders?
Simultaneously, Celesta's hair shot down towards pinkie's head, splitting as they reached with one half of the hair sliding around the left side and the other half to the right.
Storiesatrandom: "OCTO-HAIR POWERS, ACTIVATE!"
Pinkie gasped out as Celestia's hair traveled down,
Rarity: To the fabulous shopping mall in Pinkie's upper tummy.
but before she could close her mouth, the hair – acting like it was some sort of living tentacle –
Storiesatrandom: We've already established she's half Octopus.
slid down and up into her mouth, forcing her mouth open and pulsating towards her throat.
Twilight: If this was more realistic, Pinkie could've choked.
She gagged slightly, now having to breath through her nose as her mouth was filled up while her back and rear were being harshly rubbed by Celestia's coat. There wasn't enough force to crush her – Pinkie knew that with Celestia's size, that might be possible –
Storiesatrandom: And yet it didn't happened yet!
but there was certainly a nearly overwhelming force bearing down on her, with every powerful grind sending a strong pulse through the length of her body and around all corners and edges.
Celestia: Wow, apparently, Molestia is a battery recharger.
Storiesatrandom: Would not wanna those batteries.
Pinkie's legs were shaking, as Celestia had been dominating her now for about a minute.
Storiesatrandom: But it went on, and on, and on, and on, AND ON!
Her attempts to escape only seemed to feed Celestia's strength and made the overwhelming pulses grow stronger, which held the strangest yet also most pleasurable sensation to them.
Rarity: Her, you meant, right? Cause I don't think Pinkie is enjoying this one bit.
At first Pinkie's back was on fire,
Storiesatrandom: The fire spread, and burned everypony.
but that flame quickly seemed to melt through her coat and bring a moist warmth throughout her entire body, now making her almost instinctively move in sync with the grinding motion from above her.
Storiesatrandom: What did we say about enjoying this, Pinkie?
The now slick hair in her mouth had begun pushing down her throat, staying in two distinguishable twirls of hair that represented the bit entering from the left side of her mouth and the bit entering from the right.
All: GLA! EW!
The two slimy bundles pushed and writhed themselves in further, their writhing in sync with the grinding of Celestia's whole body,
Celestia: "IT TICKLES!"
adding more to the intense sensation that rocked her down to her very core.
Storiesatrandom: HARD ROCK HALLUYA!"
Even Celestia's tail itself was pumping around her waist in perfect synchronization, keeping her rump held high and her haunches elongated and exposed while Celestia's powerful hips pulsed roughly against her, adding the final bit to the overwhelmingly pleasurable sensation that constantly reverberated through Pinkie Pie's entire being.
Storiesatrandom: Don't you mean, "Pinkie's entire Equine?
Celestia: OK, even we didn't go too far with horse puns.
Unable to control herself, and with a sudden passage available from the two invasive lobs of hair in her mouth and down her throat, Pinkie let out a loud, sensual moan that had mustered itself up from the deepest parts of her body.
All: STOP ENJOYING IT, PINKIE!
After the moan, the two tentacle-like pieces of hair gradually slid out and under her, stroking her own hot wetness down to her chest and tummy, coaxing over almost every bit of her coat.
All: GLA! DISGUSTING!
The pleasure only increased, and Pinkie let out another even louder moan, and another, and even more after that.
Storiesatrandom: And how this still got only a TEEN rating?
Each moan came at every other thrust down onto her, keeping with the rhythm of this overwhelming source of this unimaginable pleasure. It felt as though Pinkie had thrown the best, biggest, most wonderful party in all of Equestria, and the beat of the party music matched the rhythm that Celestia was using to grind down on top of her. Minutes passed, and Pinkie had began sweating heavily earlier on, her coat wet and sliding more smoothly against Celestia's.
Storiesatrandom: At least this fic is decent enough to get to the point.
Even so, the continual rush of this heavy sensation had sapped all the energy Pinkie Pie had, and before long she eventually collapsed onto the ground, gasping heavily, her mind scrambled with an uncountable number of mixed feelings, and her body worn out from the intense, wet heat that still coursed through her veins and made her body twitch and spaz uncontrollably. Pinkie couldn't go on any longer, and she very quickly found her eyes shutting and falling into a deep sleep.
Storiesatrandom: That better not be death.
Celestia rose slowly off the warm, sopping wet mess under her that had finally become exhausted and fallen fast asleep.
Twilight: Wish granted.
Unfortunately, Celestia herself had not had nearly as much pleasure as she wanted, though the pink one did provide a good source of temporary fun.
Storiesatrandom: You think she be tired by now.
She looked up towards the sky, and saw the moon was still relatively high in the night sky.
Rarity: Because Luna is without energy to do a thing, moron!
She still had a target, one pressing goal that she had to reach, and this pony was only the start of things.
All: Are we done yet…..?
Her mind traveled around for a bit as she pondered her next destination. She now knew that Rainbow Dash was not home, and with Pinkie here, the others would not be at her home of Sugar Cube Corner. That left only Fluttershy's Cottage, Rarity's Carousel Boutique, and the Apple Family House. The cottage in question housed Fluttershy and a bunch of small woodland creatures, which did not meet up to Celestia's desires. The Boutique had Rarity and Sweetie Belle, yet the Apple Family house would have the old mare Granny Smith and Big Macintosh, and more importantly Applejack. Even if there were only those few, it was for more of a bounty than the other two destinations brought, and it may just be where Twilight Sparkle was!
Storiesatrandom: Again, not the smartest Anti-Celestia!
Celestia looked down below her, the pink one curled up now and sleeping soundly. The time with her was over, and Celestia now had more pressing matters to attend to. She extended her wings and propelled herself off the ground and soaring through the sky, heading all the way across town towards Sweet Apple Acres.
Celestia: I would've had the decency to stay with her to sleep.
Storiesatrandom: THE STUPID SYMBOLS AGAIN?
In the solitude of her room, Luna slowly and lazily woke up,
Storiesatrandom: Well look who's awake.
her body stiff and not wanting to respond to her orders.
Celestia (mimicking Luna) "DO NOT DENY YOUR MOON PRINCESS, BODY!"
Her mind was in a daze, and it was hard for her to remember much.
Storiesatrandom: Like her name is Luna, or that she's a pony.
She looked out the window and saw it was night time, and though that perhaps she had just taken a nap from a hard night of studying Equestrian tax laws.
Storiesatrandom: ADVENTURE HO!
Then she looked at the calender, and saw the date set to April 1st.
Storiesatrandom: My calendar said otherwise, "May 26, 2012."
"April first... but that means..." Suddenly, Luna gasped out loudly as the events from earlier that night all came crashing into her mind like a runaway freight train.
Storiesatrandom: I think there's movies about runaway trains.
The prank, the spell, the light, the guards...
Celestia: THE VERY STUPID FAN-FIC SHE'S IN!
"Celestia! Oh my... Where, where is she?" Luna looked around the room frantically, wishing in vain that the princess would be right there. However, she was nowhere in sight, and the last thing her older sister said to her before she passed out suddenly popped into her mind.
Celestia: "I'm a pretty princess."
"Twilight Sparkle..." she repeated aloud.
Storiesatrandom: And shit gets real again.
She needed to go find her, and keep her away from her sister.
Celestia: And keep her all to her little greedy self!
But first, she needed to get some help. Celestia was far too powerful for her, especially in the overwhelmingly dominate state she was in now.
Storiesatrandom: No problem, just get this bitch. Just fuel her up with Love and she'll kick Molestia's ass in no time! just like before when she wasn't Molestia.
Celestia: "If that weren't sadly true, and if it wasn't technically incorrect by the fact this fic was made before the Canterlot wedding episode, or for a understandingly good reason, I slap you right now.
Storiesatrandom: I respect your not surprisingly negative reaction.
Luna thought for a moment, and then came up with her first idea.
Storiesatrandom: DISCORD!
(Celestia slaps Storiesatrandom.)
Celestia: I crossed the line at Discord.
"I need to round up the guards..." Luna said to herself, realizing that they were probably her best bet at subduing the princess. Luna gathered herself and organized her thoughts for a few seconds, and then took off down the hall, hoping to find as many guards as she could and get them down to Ponyville to save Twilight Sparkle and her friends, before it was too late.
Storiesatrandom: Spike and Pinkie Pie already got raped!
-End part 2
All: FINALLY!
Storiesatrandom: OK, that was longer then the first part. Final opinion time, GO!
Twilight: "Just as bad as the first, even worse for being longer, two rapes in one sitting that we actselly witness, and worse, Spike gets rape, made into a backstabbing loser, and my owl wasn't even any help!"
Rarity: Twilight's opinion aside, several mistakes are noted, Celestia has been further demonized, child rape, and exposing us to Pinkie's horrendous torture.
Celestia: What you too said, and that it's an Anti-me propaganda!
Storiesatrandom: What you three said. but….. almost like the first, it was… interesting. I mean yes, it's longer, rapier, more insane, and Molestia got promoted into a moron, Spike's a backstabbing loser, Owlowisious is fucking useless, Twilight should've known better, Pinkie got her reactions wrong, child rape, rape of a pony who has a heart (and mind) of a really dumb child, Luna came through a bit too late, logic is like, non-existant, and finally, IT'S A GODDAMN MOLESTIA FIC! It's incredible and surely lucky that there is still people out there that know Celestia being a rapist is complete BULLSHIT! Or horseshit as it be. I'm Storiesatrandom, and they were Rarity, Twilight, and Celestia, we remember it so you don't have to! And as soon as we recover, we'll tackle the next chapter, hopefully with one more member this time, cause obviously, we can't face this cock sucker alone!