The Cutie Mark Crusaders were at school having lunch. Unlike Apple Bloom who as usual had brought her own food and Scootaloo who was happy to be eating, Sweetie Belle, despite having the same food as Scootaloo, only felt suffering from hers. This was the typical school food situation for them. Also typical was Twist not sitting with them; she did not too long ago, but she turned evil after gaining her cutie mark and was consequently kicked out.

“So since you’re mah friends,” Apple Bloom said, “You get to know about mah evil plan.”

“You’re evil?” Scootaloo said.

She leaned her head over the table, and the others followed. “It’s half ‘cause Ah want to and half to act crazy so Ah keep mah job, but... Ah’m gonna rape Dahmond Tiara.”

“When did you become evil?” Sweetie Belle said. “Also, what?!”

“Ah ain’t evil, just the plan. Pay evil unto evil, or however the hell that goes.”

“I want her to die already,” Scootaloo said, “So a tortured existence is fine with me.”

Sweetie Belle looked to Scootaloo, who she was sitting beside, then back to Apple Bloom. “Are you crazy?!”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s rape. I mean, if you killed her, okay, but rape is unforgivable.”

“Ah maht kill ‘er, but the rape definitely comes first.” She went back to sitting normally, and the others followed. “You sound lahke you’re gonna tell somepony, Sweetie Belle.”

“I won’t, don’t get paranoid. It’s just... I can’t believe you’d do that.”

“Well, she deserves it.”

That night, Apple Bloom was lying facedown on her bed making the plans, as she hadn’t yet made it past “rape Diamond Tiara”.

“And when the eggs hatch...” she said, looking at the paper in front of her and doing an excellent job of writing with hooves. “No, that’ll never work.” She drew a zigzag through some egg shapes. “How am Ah gonna get ‘er alone? She has to be alone at some point when she’s walkin’ home, but she’ll see me. Can Ah run faster than ‘er carryin’ all the stuff Ah need? Where am Ah gonna hahde it anyway? What if somepony does fahnd it?”

Whilst Apple Bloom thinks about that, let’s watch Applejack make the big reveal to Big Mac! That sounds fun, right? Well, it’s all we have.

Big Mac opened the door. “What?”

“What’s botherin’ you? Ah just wanna tell you somethin’ real quick.”

“What?”

“Appledash and Twahdash are true.”

“Really, what do you need to tell me?”

“Really.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Will Rainbow Dash and Ah have to do what we had to do to her?”

“Eeyup.”

“Hey, Rainbow, get over here.”

Rainbow came from Applejack’s room. “Yeah?”

Applejack sat down. “Ah told him the secret and he didn’t believe me.”

Rainbow got down, and when muzzle and genitalia came together, Big Mac was convinced. “Okay, okay, stop.”

“So now do you believe me?”

“I need some time alone.” He shut the door.

After a good forty-five minutes of showering, Twilight came out of the bathroom, or “lavatree” as Rainbow once spelled it, and only once.

“How was your clop?” Spike said.

“What makes you think....” He didn’t respond. “You’re a hypocrite.”

“So?”

“So you’re not allowed to complain about something if you do it.”

“Why?”

“Because then you’re also insulting yourself.”

“Why?”

“Okay, I’m not doing this with you.”

“Why?”

She gave him a knockout bolt.

The following three hours were bizarre, as Twilight never read or did anything sexual or violent. She just watched arguably funny videos, only stopping for a brief break to make a sandwich. Eventually she was forced into another break when she heard someone at the door, and after weighing her options, she came down.

“Hi, Twilight,” Rainbow Dash said.

“This isn’t how you come in.”

“Yeah, I’m mixing it up today.”

“Well, come in. I guess.” She closed the door and took them up to the bedroom.

“Why is Spike on the floor?”

“I knocked him out because he was being annoying. Hey, there’s a spell I want to test, can I do it on you?”

“What is it supposed to do?”

“It should make you unable to move your lower legs. Basically breaks all your knees in terms of what you can move, but it isn’t painful or anything.”

“And if you screw it up?”

“I should just be able to undo it, but it’s possible that I won’t be able to do it the normal way and I’ll have to spend days looking through books for the other way I know exists somewhere in the many thousands of obscure spells in the world.”

“Just foalnap somepony.”

“I will. Now get—wait a minute....”

“What?”

“I’m not horny.”

“What?!”

“I’m just... I don’t know. I’m already doing something.”

“Oh, you’re just studying stuff? You were—”

“No, I mean... look. Look at the computer.”

“I don’t see anything—”

“Look at the monitor.”

“Oh. Wait, that’s what you’ve been doing?”

“For hours.”

“I mean... I didn’t even come here for sex, it’s just gonna rain.”

“If that’s really what you cared about, you’d just be on a cloud.”

“Well, it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s more like I don’t care. Either is fine.”

“Okay... I guess we won’t have sex, then. Got kinda used to it, to be honest.”

“I’m sure we’ll be fine in a couple hours.”

This was the perfect day to do it, Apple Bloom thought as she ignored the teacher talking about one of the many conferences in the eighty-year string of political arguments that gave Equestria its independence. The weather was dramatically foggy and no one had yet discovered the equipment in its new hiding place, plus her training run stalking Diamond Tiara home saw her spotted before she even separated from Silver Spoon, but she just got called a creep a couple of times. She would be free to pull her into the non-proverbial copse along the trail and rape her.

He picked up the chalk and went on what would most likely be an extended period of drawing, and Apple Bloom heard a quiet “hey” to her right. It had to be Diamond Tiara yet again trying to get her punished for a note, and looking in the appropriate direction confirmed it. She took the crumpled piece of paper, knowing what was likely to come later that day, and Diamond Tiara yet again wondered why she took the note at all. The last few times she tried it, Apple Bloom had ignored her, but now she was reverting to taking it. And because it just had to happen, he looked back just as Apple Bloom stretched her leg out to Silver Spoon.

“Again, Apple Bloom? What is this now, the fifth time this month?”

“There’s a good reason—”

“Since detention seems to have no effect on you whatsoever, I’m lowering your grade for this class by three points.” Equestrian school grades were typically out of twenty-four.

“Fahne with me. You want this, Silver Spoon?”

She shook her head.

“Fahne, Ah’ll take it.” She tore the paper with her teeth and ate the part that ended up with her mouth.

It was lunchtime. Apple Bloom had various preparations of apple, Sweetie Belle still had a white powder and an orange substance reminiscent of frozen yogurt in colour and texture but certainly not taste, and Scootaloo had already finished everything.

“This is the day Ah’m gonna do it,” Apple Bloom said.

“You’re a primary school foal,” Scootaloo said. “You have no reason to be desperate for sex yet.”

“Not that, rapin’ and maybe killin’ Dahmond Tiara.”

“Oh, yeah. Is there a way you’ll decide whether you kill her or....”

“Ah’ll give ‘er a chance to convince me not to.”

“I’m still having a hard time thinking of you as a good pony,” Sweetie Belle said. “I know you’re doing it to a jerk, but revenge is still wrong, isn’t it?”

“Nope. Maybe that’s how you were raised, but you know who raised you?”

“It’s a basic moral everypony knows. Revenge is wrong.”

“No, it’s a basic moral everypony knows: revenge is okay. Raht, Scootaloo?”

“Yeah.”

“See? Your opinion is unpopular and therefore wrong.”

“I just don’t agree with you. Sorry.”

“Well, if you care so much, then trah an’ stop me today.”

“You know what? Maybe I will.”

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo left school together, Sweetie Belle already gone.

“You see Dahmond there?” Apple Bloom said.

“Yeah.”

“Follow ‘er.”

Apple Bloom went behind the building, and still there was the cardboard box she had written “DO NOT LIFT!” on. She pushed it aside to reveal some obviously manipulated dirt, and pushed that aside to reveal bags to wear and a few ropes. She gathered the equipment and ran back to Scootaloo. This running caught the attention of Silver Spoon, who looked the other way and then tapped Diamond Tiara’s leg.

“What?”

She pointed to Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, who were frozen in terror, and Diamond turned to look at them.

“Now you’ve brought Scootaloo with you?”

“Yep. We’re gonna stalk you together.”

“I know you’re trying to freak me out. I won’t give you any more satisfaction.” They continued on their way.

“I know this is where we split up, but we didn’t really finish our discussion,” Diamond Tiara said.

“Well, I can’t waste a lot of time, you know how my mum is,” said Silver Spoon. “We can pick it up tomorrow, it’s not like you’re going to die.”

“I know. Goodbye.”

Silver Spoon nodded once, leaving three ponies to head towards Diamond Tiara’s house.

“Thanks for comin’ with me, bah the way,” Apple Bloom said.

“Like I have anything to do,” Scootaloo said.

“You know, we’re gonna assault you, Dahmond Tiara. You wanna run?” She didn’t change her speed or say anything. “Don’t say Ah didn’t warn you.”

One particular time Apple Bloom tried to move her right hindleg, she didn’t get very far. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Sweetie Belle on the ground holding it.

“Scootaloo? Sweetie Belle’s holdin’ me bah the leg, which is impressive and all, but you need to help, ‘cause Ah can’t—” Scootaloo kicked Sweetie Belle in the head a few times until she let go and stood up. “Thanks.”

“I’ll keep her at bay, you go on without—ow!”

As they neared the copse, Apple Bloom ran up beside Diamond Tiara instead of hovering ten or fifteen metres behind her.

“You wanna faht me?”

“You aren’t going to hurt me, you just want to be annoying.”

As they came alongside the area, Apple Bloom went bipedal, leaning slightly forward both so that the ropes wouldn’t fall out and so that any fall would be easier to catch. She took a rope out.

“Look at this.”

“No.”

She pushed her down, briefly went back to four hooves as she went in front of her, and waited for her to get up.

“Okay, what do you want?”

“Ah wanna rape you.”

“You just—”

Apple Bloom threw a rope around her and strangled her. Now with an unconscious Diamond Tiara, she tied the rope around her hoof and tried to pull with her teeth, but the rope slipped out of her mouth. She then tied the other end to her own hoof to turn her into an ankle weight, which worked very slowly. So slowly that before she was even off the path and into the trees, she heard hoofsteps coming towards her. She turned to look and, through the dramatic fog, was only able to make out a foal. She looked back forward and got into the trees, trying not to think about the rapidly approaching hoofsteps, but as they came close to her, she had to look. It was Scootaloo.

“Oh, it’s just you. Ah was scared.”

She went the remaining few metres up to Apple Bloom. “I knocked out Sweetie Belle, you need help with anything?”

“Just get Dahmond onto mah back.”

“What about the rope?”

“Ah’ll get it off later.”

“All right.” With a grunt, she picked Diamond Tiara up, then put her on Apple Bloom’s back. “Anything else?”

“Nope. In fact, you should probably get away in case somepony comes.”

Apple Bloom dumped Diamond Tiara off at the destination, where there were trees as far as the eye could see, which wasn’t very far with so many trees everywhere. Here, Apple Bloom had put four metal poles in the ground, and luckily no one had gone into the thicket, found the poles, and decided to take them and sell them as scrap metal. She put Diamond in the middle and tied her up, then took off the bags, and all there was to do now was wait. A slight breeze picked up, and after an initial few minutes of worrying that every rustle of a leaf indicated that she was about to be caught, she calmed down and felt boredom instead of fear.

When Diamond Tiara finally woke up—Apple Bloom had zoned out for a while and couldn’t guess how long it had been, but it seemed slightly darker than before—she had some questions.

“Apple Bloom?”

“Yeah?”

“Why am I tied up?”

“Ah’m gonna rape you.”

“What?!”

“Not this second. Ah need to slowly build up to it for maximum trauma.”

“But you’re going to rape me.”

“Yeah. There’s nothin’ you can do, so Ah’d just relax and enjoy it.”

“I feel like I need a chemical bath after sitting next to you in class, and now having sex with you?”

“You should be excahted. Here, do Ah need to do somethin’ sexy?” She threw off her bow. “How do you lahke the look ah me now?”

“This... this is a massive overreaction to name-calling and getting you the occasional hour of detention where you actually have to work instead of drawing silly things and barely passing. Not that I was ever trying to help you, but face it, I’ve helped you learn.”

“If you were the one who had to go through all ah that knowin’ none of it was your fault, you’d understand that anything that doesn’t involve the loss of a limb is incredibly generous. Now answer the question, are you attracted to me or not?”

“Getting in trouble at school isn’t as bad as being raped.”

“Ah guess that’s where we just disagree. What it all comes down to anyway is that you decahded to be evil to me, so then bah bein’ evil to you, Ah’m good.”

“So... I started it.”

“Yeah.”

“And then, to get even, you rape me.”

“That’s the plan.”

“That isn’t even.”

“Like Ah said, Ah agree, no permanent injuries. Now do you fancy me or not?”

“Look, can you just get this over with?”

“You seem to be dodgin’ the question, but Ah don’t have anything else to say, so okay.”

Apple Bloom got down in front of Diamond and began to eat her out. Diamond inhaled sharply when she felt her tongue touch, then as Apple Bloom really got in, she started to breathe quickly, not hyperventilating but still noticeably faster than normal. She tested just how deep the poles were and how well Apple Bloom had tied her, and the answers were deep enough and very well. Apple Bloom clearly wasn’t bothered by her attempt at escape, and Diamond wasn’t certain she had even noticed it.

Apple Bloom isn’t like this, Diamond thought. She’s the good one. Or maybe she still is, that’s probably how everyone in Ponyville would look at it. She had done enough to be designated evil, so anything was fair. Or maybe they were both evil. Maybe everyone was evil; even people who did altruistic things did it to avoid guilt, always doing what was best for their own happiness whether they realised it or not. It’s better to be well-fed in a comfortable, sturdy shelter than dead, she thought as she snapped back to reality. Thinking about philosophy took her mind off the rape for a minute, but a large wave of “pleasure” had just brought her back. This was actually happening. Apple Bloom had her tongue inside her. How disgusting an experience was was how much it resembled this.

When she felt the orgasm near, she began to cry. Apple Bloom made no attempt to delay anything, and in a few seconds she came, which came with many more tears. Apple Bloom had her tied up. Sex was ruined. Apple Bloom was still licking around her vagina. All the worst things she could think of had come together, at least those not involving the loss of a limb as Apple Bloom had pointed out. When she stopped coming, Apple Bloom licked up all the fluids and got back up.

“You win, Apple Bloom.”

“Whah’re you crahin’? Ah told you to calm down.”

“You’re better than me. I’m your little bitch.”

“You’re actin’ lahke it’s over.”

“It is over. You finished it.”

“Ah think you already know that ain’t for you to decahde.” She got on top of Diamond and tried to kiss her, but she turned away.

“Apple Bloom....”

“Just let me do this and Ah won’t hurt you.”

“I’m sorry....”

Apple Bloom put her hooves behind Diamond’s head and kissed her. Having Apple Bloom’s tongue deep in her mouth was at first exactly as horrible as the previous stage, but after a minute she got used to it, in the way that the fiftieth baseball bat to the head wasn’t as painful as the first. She was even able to settle down a bit, and within five minutes or so, she found something pleasant about it. Apple Bloom wasn’t actually disgusting, at least that day, and she was pretty attractive. It was just the whole idea of Apple Bloom dominating her. There was barely anything sexual about it. But just as she was finding a way to convince herself things were okay, Apple Bloom stopped.

“Hey, keep going.”

“It’s obvious you’re fuckin’ with me.” She partially got up, putting her front hooves in front of Diamond’s front legs but keeping the rear half of her body essentially the same. “Ah promise this’ll be the last part.”

“I’m ready.”

“Sure.”

She started rubbing her genitalia against hers, and all the bad memories of the first phase came back. It wasn’t quite as bad without Apple Bloom’s tongue inside her, but despite thinking a moment ago she had figured it all out, she hardly enjoyed it now. “What are you gaining from this?” she said, to be completely ignored. With a bit more crying, she took the torture until Apple Bloom came, then took a bit more torture as Apple Bloom licked the juices up and she briefly relived the part she hated the most. Apple Bloom lied on top of a slowly and heavily breathing Diamond.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“No. It was rape.”

Apple Bloom wiped the tears away, but they were immediately replaced. “Ah mean, you think Ah’m hot, don’t you? That’s why you didn’t answer me.”

“So what? Nothing could be worse than this.”

“It could be Silver Spoon. Or Ah could chop off your leg.”

“Just let me go. You said this was it.”

“Ah could fuck you ‘til you lahke it. Then you’d lahke it and it’d all be okay.”

“Let me go.”

“Fahne.” She got up and untied all the knots as Diamond’s breathing became very slightly more normal. Diamond got up. “Ah know you’ve tortured me for a much longer tahme, but Ah’ll be generous ‘n’ say we’re even now.”

“Well, I’ll certainly stop....”

“Don’t think Ah’ll give you years until Ah faht back again lahke Ah did now. You can go home now, Ah’m gonna pack this all up.”

“Okay.” She walked away. Next Chapter: Chapter 52: Applejack Spends Her Entire Day Fucking Estimated time remaining: 14 Hours, 13 Minutes