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Payback is a Bitch By Mr Critical/50th Chapter!!!
Streaker(s) Anthro Gilda

To celebrate the 50th Chapter of the Streaker Series there will be clop in this chapter. I told who ever sent me my 50th chapter would be allowed to have clop in there chapter. I received this chapter and another chapter with in twenty seconds of each other for this reason chapter 50 and 51 will have clop.

Ponyville is considered by many to be a rather peaceful town, despite a few oddities sprinkled in here and there. Regardless, the town’s inhabitants aren’t anything less than friendly. With a friendly smile greeting their neighbors and anyone coming to visit, these ponies are quite the ideal town to come and make friends with.

However, that doesn’t mean that there aren’t those who would take advantage of this factor. Strutting her way into town with a torn black tank-top and a low cut pair of jeans, the one blemish on this sweet town would make her way along the path she believed to have been paved just for her. Her slick white feathers danced in the winds, held in place by three various gels and dyed a light purple for style alone. This griffon was trouble, and that was just how she liked it. No… how she loved it.

Her name was Gilda, and she was all about trouble. Where she walked, ponies would steer clear of her path at all costs. Some would even hide out in their homes while she walked about the town, terrorizing those brave or foolish enough to remain in her way. Some have tried to stand up to this public menace, but they were all reduced to tears through physical or psychological damage. Some would even grow desperate and send in the meanest bully they could find; Diamond Tiara. Unfortunately, that didn’t exactly pan out as expected. In fact, the two seemed to get along swimmingly. With their resources exhausted, the town just gave up and accepted it as commonplace. The ponies would bite the bullet and take whatever heckles and insults were thrown their way. If only this could go on forever.

In the Ponyville spa, the local princess and her friends were enjoying a small time to themselves, forgetting their worries and troubles. As far as they knew, the outside world no longer existed and it was just them and the spa sisters. The six mares would let the twins attend to their needs; massage, manicure, horn filing, just about anything to sooth the stresses of everyday life. Even Rainbow Dash was finding a way to ease her day to day training. Granted it was ogling the latest issue of Playmare with AJ taking a quick peek every now and then, but to each their own.

“So,” Twilight would begin, wanting to break the silence. “Rarity, how goes your business in Canterlot?” The white unicorn was currently face down in a massage table, letting out an inaudible groan as the attractive earth pony stallion worked her back and shoulders with expert precision. “I take that as good.” The purple alicorn would giggle to herself as she turned to her other friends who could give her a more fruitful conversation. With a smirk, she turned to Rainbow and AJ with an almost childish grin as they perused the dirty pictures. “Anything good, you two?”

Rainbow would snicker as she saw AJ turn a bit red. “Oh yeah. A lot good.” Twilight would excuse the strange grammar. There was soon a bit of laughter as AJ turned a brilliant shade of red, averting her eyes as Rainbow undid a fold up of a certain red stallion sprawled out horizontally on a bale of hay. Rainbow flipped it over to show Twilight; turning her brilliant red as the flash of the image stunned her. AJ was quick to snatch the fold up and crumple it up into trash.

“Knew ah shouldn’t a let ‘em take that modelin’ job.” AJ would growl in a fit of frustration.

“Oh don’t be such a prude, AJ. Your brother’s a hunk, and most mares in town know it.”

“It is true.” Pinkie would add, lying back with a green face from the spa twin’s special facial salve. “Wouldn’t mind giving him a good party.”

“Pinkie, that’s mah brother you’re talkin’ about!”

“What? I just wanna throw him a party to celebrate his popularity.” It was hard to tell if the young party mare was making a sex pun or actually telling the truth. It was difficult to distinguish the two at times.

“O-Okay then. So, moving away from… eh, mah brother’s side business. Twilight, how goes your time with Starlight?”

“Things are going well actually. Sure there have been a few hiccups here and there, but I believe she’s actually making some real progress.”

“So… w-where is she?” Fluttershy would ask in the midst of a mud bath.

“I sent her and Spike on a small errand for me out of town. Those two seem to get along much better than I thought they would.”

“Well, ah’m glad t’hear that. Maybe next time we can invite them over for some spa time.”

“Hey yeah. That sounds like fun. Maybe we can get her opinion on what she think’s of Big Mac’s nice a-“ Rainbow didn’t get to finish her sentence as Applejack gave her a warning smack on the head with her rolled up nudy mag. “Ow! I was kidding!”

“Yeah, now drop before ah get a bigger magazine.” Some of the girls would share a small giggle of amusement, enjoying the time they were having. Alas, this time would not be constant. Just outside the room, they would hear a small commotion. The six mares would turn to the entry-way to see a 5’7” griffon with D cup breasts waltz in like she owned the place.

“Dash.” With a soft groan, Rainbow sat up.

“Hey Gilda. What’s up?”

“You know damn well what’s up! You got my wing braces, I need them back.”

“I don’t have your wing braces, Gilda. I gave them back about three weeks ago.”

“Well, they’re not with me, or else I wouldn’t be here with you dweebs asking for em. Now hand them over.” Rainbow sighed with frustration, not in the mood for this whole thing. Sure, they were friends, but Gilda has been pushing Dash’s patience as of late.

“Gilda, I don’t have your wing braces. I gave them back to you three weeks ago. You probably don’t remember because you were stoned out of your mind on Joke Root.”

“Psh. Fat chance, then where the hell is it then?”

“How the hell do I know? Maybe you should look through that pig sty of a room of yours. I’m sure it’s buried under a hat of yogurt.”

“Don’t talk to me like that, bitch!”

“Okay, I’ll talk slower for you. Go… search… your… room. Is that good enough for you or do you want me to go get something to help you? Maybe in the form of some colorful puppets in the shape of a purple dinosaur?” Gilda was practically fuming, glaring Rainbow Dash in the eye. She could usually get ponies to break with her fiery glance, but not Dash. She held her ground and glared back. The others would keep their distance, not wanting to be in the middle of a scuffle if things got too out of hand.

Luckily, it never did go that far when Dash was in the picture. Gilda may be able to push around the others in the town, but Dash was the one who managed to stand up to her friend and keep her in check. Yet, that’s been growing a little difficult lately. Gilda was getting more and more out of control; it was just a matter of time before she stopped caring entirely. With a small huff, Gilda broke eye contact. “W-Whatever. I’ll just go buy another pair. No thanks to you.”

“Uh huh.” Trying to hold in a small bit of shame, Gilda stormed out of the room like she owned the place. When she was gone, Rainbow let out a sigh of relief. She was in no mood for Gilda ruining her time to relax. “I swear, she’s getting worse as time goes on.”

“Well, what’cha expect? She runs around like she has the whole world in ‘er claws and she can do as she pleases.”

“Yeah, but nopony ever really stands up to her.”

“How can they, darling.” Rarity would sit up, removing a cucumber from her eye. “Gilda is a bit of a ruffian. She doesn’t really show any remorse for doing wrong things to others, and ponies are so terrified of her that they’d be more than terrified for their well being if they go directly to the guard.”

“I hear ya, but she won’t stop unless somepony puts a stop to it.” Twilight softly sighed as she turned to her friends.

Guys, this is nuts. I’m sure there’s a reason Gilda has been acting out. Maybe there’s some trouble at home or family? I don’t know for sure. Regardless, I’m sure if somepony gave her a chance, Gilda would calm down. Rainbow, you’ve known her the longest, maybe you could help us-“

“Gonna stop you right there, Twi. AJ is right when somepony needs to make her stop this. When Gilda first started who whole bad filly habit, this whole thing sorta happened. She went too far and messed with the wrong pony. She got put in her place and she went back to her regular self for a bit.” Twilight would not accept that. She wanted to see the good in everypony, and she didn’t want to have to resort to something that would force somepony to give up their habits.

“I think Rainbow is… um… maybe… right.” Twilight cocked a brow at Fluttershy siding with Rainbow on this. If anything, Twilight expected her to stay neutral. “I’m not really one for this sort of thing, but Gilda is kinda scary and she’ll just keep getting more and more scary until somepony stops her.”

Most of her friends were in agreement. Turning to the final member of her friends, Twilight would see if- “They’re right,” Pinkie would say. “Sometimes the best way to stop a bully is to stand up to them.”

“Alright then… so who here is going to stand up to Gilda?” There wasn’t much eagerness to respond. Most would avoid all eye contact with Twilight as no one would muster up the courage to take down Gilda.

“I’ll do it.” Rainbow Dash volunteered. “She’s my friend, least I could do is tell her to cool her tits a bit.”

“ugh… how crass of you, Rainbow.”

“Regardless of choice in language, Rares, I’ll see if I can get her to calm down before things get out of hand. I don’t really wanna see her hurt again.”

“What do you mean, sugarcube?”

“Sorry guys. Swore I wouldn’t talk about that. Anyway,” Getting her things together and leaving AJ a few dirty magazines, ones without her brother in them, and stretched her wings. “Let’s gather back at Twi’s castle tomorrow. I’ll tell ya how things go.”

“Sure. I’ll see if Spike can make some snacks.” As Rainbow split from her friends, they would all fail to notice that their conversation had been overheard by one particular individual. Gritting her teeth, they would quietly leave the spa with anger flooding her mind.

~~~~~

Working up the energy to get herself out of bed, Twilight puts on her favorite robes and leaves her room to head to the kitchen. Before she has the opportunity to pour herself some Celesti-o’s, a frantic knock is heard at the window. “AH!” Twilight jumped back as she saw a pony wearing a thick tan coat covering their entire visible body. All she could see was a cyan blue hand waving.

“Twilight! Let me in, please! Something happened and I need your help.” Recognizing the voice, Twilight uses her magic to undo the window and let her friend in.

“Rainbow? What’s going on? Are you hurt?”

“… you could say that.” Pulling back her coat, Twilight’s eyes shrank to the size of pins at what she saw. She struggled and strained to keep herself from laughing, but it turned out to be a herculean task. Rainbow stood before Twilight with a bashful look on her face, quickly mixing with fury rivaling that of Nightmare Moon. However, she may have to change her name to just Dash from now on.

Rainbow’s multi-colored mane was gone, not even a small patch of hair was left. Twilight could see Rai-… Dash’s soft skin where the mane had been cut off. If she took off her coat, she suspected that that too was gone. “W-What happened?”

“I dunno… but I suspect Gilda has something to do with this.”

“Oh, come now, Dash. I’m sure it wasn’t Gilda. I’m sure you set her straight yesterday.”

“That’s just it, I think she did this cause I tried to get her to stop.”

“Really? I don’t see why she would do such a thing. After all, you are friends with her.” Rainbow gave Twilight a small sneer as she took a seat at the dining table. “I’m just messing with you, Dash. I know this is serious, but… I’m sorry but I am desperate to distract myself from… this.” Twilight ran her hand along Rainbow’s oddly round head.

“Hey! Knock it off! You wouldn’t be laughing if this was you.”

“Oh contraire, I actually know several spells for mane growth.” With a wave of her hand, Rainbow could feel her head grow heavier with a familiar sensation covering her bald spot and tail. Happy to have her mane back, even if it wasn’t in the same style she liked it to be.

“Thanks, it’s no problem. Now, what can-“ KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!

The two mares heard the frantic knocking on the door. Walking to answer it, Twilight would come to find two more of her friends joining her, both in absolute tears. “Twilight! I need your help!” Fluttershy cried, taking hold of the princess’s arms.

“Woah! Calm down, Fluttershy. What’s wrong?”

“I… I… I lost my hoooooome!” The small pegasus would soon burst into tears.

“O-Our homes…” Rarity would try to say, only for tears to block her speech. “We lost our homes.”

“Oh my… what happened?”

“Th-There was a fire and-“

“Oh goodness! Are you alright!?”

“I’m fine darling. Sweetie Belle and I were able to get out in time. It was a small fire, but… but… “Rarity soon fell to her knees, lamenting her great loss. “ALL OF MY DRESSES ARE NOW ASHEEEEE-E-E-ES!!!” Twilight turned to Fluttershy.

“What about you? Please tell me your cottage didn’t burn too?” Twilight was hoping that a serial arsonist wasn’t in the midst of her home.

“No… i-it was shut down. A few guards came to my house and issued an eviction notice and took my animals were taken in. They said I wasn’t licensed to treat animals.” Twilight would embrace two friends, offering them comfort. As she did so a thought came to mind. One she dreaded. Pushing the thoughts of accusation back, Twilight turned to Rainbow. Rainbow knew exactly what she was thinking, having had the same thoughts herself. Yet, they couldn’t just jump to such a thing just yet.

Unfortunately, some more evidence was just about to come walking their way. With a slow saunter, Twilight could see Pinkie on her way to the castle, no better than Rarity or Fluttershy. “Pinkie… what’s wrong? Oh please tell me that the bakery didn’t burn down?”

“No…” She said softly. “Uh… guys, I have some bad news; the Cakes… they uh… They’re getting a divorce.” Twilight gasped at the sudden news; things just keep getting worse for Twilight and her friends.

“What happened?”

“Mr. Cake caught his wife cheating on him. He didn’t take it well.”

“Oh my. Who was it with?”

“Gilda.” Twilight’s face turned blank, unsure how to take such news in. While Fluttershy and Rarity balled their eyes out into Twilight’s chest, she was trying to hold back her accusatory thoughts. There wasn’t any way it could be. That’s when the final piece came their way.

“No! You can’t do this!” Twilight and the others turned their attention to the town where they saw a small cage rolling their way. A few of the local guards were hauling a pony their way. Looking a little closely, Twilight would see what looked like Big Mac inside the prison. Running her way, she could see a disgruntled farm pony come barreling her way. “Twilight! Twilight please, I need your help!”

“Applejack? What’s wrong!”

“Big Mac! They got Big macintosh! He didn’t do anything, I swear he didn’t! Ya gotta believe me!”

“I trust you, just… what are you talking about?”

“Ahem.” One of the guards said. The two jailers had come forth and cleared his throat. “Your highness, we come with some rather… disturbing news.” Wouldn’t be the first she’s heard all day.

“this… scum here has been found to have committed a most-“

“He did absolutely nothin’!”

“Silence!” The guard commanded. “Anyway, Big Macintosh Apple has been found guilty for pedophilia and impregnation of a minor.” The others had gone quiet, unsure how to take in such news. “Not only that, but the filly in question was his own sister.”

“He never touched her! He never touched either of us.”

“Be silent!” The guard said in disgust. “Due to the… odd nature, we have come to for your aid. We received an anonymous tip that this stallion here was performing incestuous acts with his two younger sisters. We were hoping you could get to the bottom of this.” It wouldn’t really matter. The town would surely know about this whole ordeal; the Apples would most certainly never live this down, even if it was true.

Stepping forward, Big Mac felt a tingling sensation on his mouth. “Big Mac.” Twilight would say in a commanding voice, her hand stretched out and glowing. “Are these accusations true?”

“Of course they ain’t. If I had, I’d never be able t’ live with mahself. I’d sooner hang m’self than touch Applebloom in that manner.”

“There. You got your confession. Now let him go.” Twilight would furrow her brow as she watched them free Big Mac. Once out, Applejack would join her brother in the largest hug she could muster. Though their name had been dragged through the mud, Applejack was happy to have her brother back. “Who gave you this tip anyway?”

“We don’t know. She never said her name, though… she was a griffon. That’s about all we got.” And that was all that Twilight would need. There were too many coincidences, too many similar variables, she could not deny it any longer; Gilda was behind this… and she was going too far.

“Thank you officers, please leave my friends and I. We have to have a talk.”

“Of course princess.” The two guards would make their leave, taking their cage with them for when they’d need it. Once gone, Applejack would send her brother home. Now that it was just the six of them, Rainbow spoke up.

“Ya see, this is what I was talking about! She’s out of control.” Twilight knew it and after seeing how far she was willing to go… something had to be done.

“You’re right… talking isn’t going to solve this.” She turned to her town with a growl. “Gilda needs to learn what happens when she crosses the lines she stepped over, and I’m going to need your all of your help to do it.” They would all nod in agreement, Gilda had gone too far now and if she got away with this, what’s to stop her from going farther next time.

~~~~~

Gilda was resting in a tree, quietly resting from a long day. After her romp with Mrs. Cake this morning, Gilda felt a little drained and thought a nap would be just what she needed. Especially after her husband walked in. The look on his face was just what she wanted to see to send her over the edge. She would mentally jot that experience down as one of her best orgasms to date.

Letting out a soft sigh, Gilda’s peace would soon end as she felt something wrap around her beak. With a muffled scream, Gilda fell to the ground with a loud thump. She tried to get up and claw away her gag, but her hands were immediately tied behind her back with a strong fabric. Rage and fear started to flood her mind as she desperately wriggled and writhed in her bindings. Soon enough, her vision was taken away from her by a burlap sack.

Gilda felt herself levitating off of the ground as her wings were bound to her before whoever was doing this began to take her away. She didn’t know how long it was or where she had gone, but what she did know was that she could smell ponies nearby. This information drove Gilda further into rage as she tried to get herself free. The sunlight left once she was brought indoors. A small bit of fear crept into Gilda as she felt that she was being dragged into somepony’s shed for Celestia knows what.

Forced to sit into a chair, her blindfold was removed and she could see the dark void she was in. The other bindings were removed, sending Gilda to rush the door and leave. Yet that wasn’t how this would end. The door was locked tight, magically sealed to be opened when they it was allowed to do so. “Strip.” A deep booming voice said. Gilda froze stiff, looking around for the source.

“W-Who said that? Show yourself, ya pussy!” Gilda was jumping at the shadows, frightened and angry that somepony had foalnapped her.

“Strip.” The voice said once more. The deep voice would not give in, and neither would Gilda.

“Tell me why I’m here, ya perv!”

“You are here because you have crossed a line. You have grown too out of control and have showed that there is no line you will not cross… and you are a mean meanie pants.” Gilda cocked a brow at the last part. “Now, strip.” Seeing no other way to get out, she would go along with it. As she took hold her shirt, she saw a small spotlight come on. She was bathed in the warm light as she felt like she was being watched. With a roll of her eyes, Gilda began to strip down and toss her clothes aside. Even going as far as to sway her hips in a teasing manner, figuring it was what her kidnappers wanted to see.

First her shirt came off, her C cup breasts bouncing softly once she finished pulling her shirt over her head. She saw no use for a bra, wanting to keep them free. That and she found bras to pull on her fur. Once that came off, Gilda moved to her mini-skirt and pulled them down with a swift motion, even giving her rear a small wiggle before doing the same with her surprisingly pink panties. Her fur was thick enough it hid most of the details anyways.

“Very good. Could have done without the flank shaking, but whatever. What’s done is done, I guess.”

“Now can you tell me what you want with me?”

“I have already told you, darling. Your abhorrent activities have shown that your reckless attitude has been deemed too vile to go ignored for too long.”

“’Kay. So what the hell do you want with me now; stand here 'til my nips get hard enough to cut diamonds.” The voice did not respond, instead the corners of the room started to split, letting them fall down to let the sunlight pour in. It was there that Gilda saw where she was. The room was not a room, but a wagon. One that had taken her to the far end of town where everypony could see her naked body. Gilda’s eyes shrank fast as she desperately tried to hide her bits from the view of the crowd. “W-WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?”

“You have only started to repent, Gilda.” The voice would say. Gilda soon yelp as she felt her wings restrained once more. She tried to set herself free, but found them too tight to undo. “Here’s how this’ll work. I set up a little course for ya to run. You will have a limited amount of time to run from here to the finish line on the other end of town. Reach it, and every photo we take of you today will be destroyed. However…” Gilda cocked a brow, waiting for what would happen if she lost. “Well, let’s just hope that won’t happen now. You will find a magical barrier keepin’ ya in bounds so ya won’t be able to cheat. I also have it so anypony that wants to can try stoppin’ ya, save for a few spots that is. I ain’t a total monster, unlike a certain griffon that is.” Gilda growled at the detached voice.

“Alright, I’ll play your fucked up humiliation game.”

“I know… you don’t have a choice.” Gilda soon felt something wrap around her neck, a form of color that glowed with a small magical aura. With it firmly placed on her neck, she could see a magical aura that lit the way through the town. Not waiting for the voice to tell her to go, Gilda takes off through the parted crowd and to get to her destination.

~~~~~

Gilda was met with much resistance right out of the gate. The ponies were overly eager to get a snap at her goods, even popping out from the bushes to ambush her with traps set up to impede her progress. Trip wires, flour traps, and cameras with built in motion sensing triggers. Whoever had orchestrated this had gotten the whole town in on it and Gilda was certainly not thrilled about that.

The only good thing in this was that the walls keeping her on her route would keep the other ponies out of her way. Still, they found ways of getting around this. While she didn’t like the constant flashes of her ass and breasts caught on film to be shared and passed around like trading cards, Gilda would ensure that she pushed through the whole ordeal to reach the end and enact her vengeance once she was free.

Running through Ponyville and dodging the crowds, Gilda would see that the trail was bringing her to Ponyville’s Sugar Cube Corner. Bursting through the doors, Gilda would run face first into the invisible wall. Her breasts would be pressed against the wall to emphasize the size, giving the few cameras a good view before she looked for the way out. Before she could leave, she felt a heavy weight hit her face before a splash of icy water poured over her. Standing on the second floor with a basket full of water balloons was Mr. Cake. “You ruined my marriage!” He shouted, soon pelting the griffon with balloon after balloon. “I had a good thing before you came along. Now my ex-wife took the kids to go live with her mother. Thanks to you, I lost the one good thing in life.”

“What about the damned bakery?” Gilda demanded as she shivered slightly in her prison. Her nipples peeking through her fur stiffly as the cold sank in. The onslaught of water matting down her fur and exposing the details that had been hidden to the first onslaught of photographers.

“That went to Cup as well. I barely got anything in the divorce and it’s your fault!” He grabbed the basket and kept throwing balloons at her until they were gone. Gilda would try to get free, but she soon found the path out was gone and she was encased in a magical barrier to take the full assault of the water balloons until every one of them popped.

Once that last balloon burst, Gilda could see the barrier extend out and lead through the lower floor. With a growl, she would start running again. Crawling out of the window, Gilda was once again feeling the soft flashes from the paparazzi, now getting a few good pics of her in a moist, glistening and unprotected state. The bush she found herself in was difficult to get out of, so much so that she accidently spread her legs for the crowd to show off her shining pink treasure to the crowd before getting up and running off through them.

“What the hell was up with that guy? I fucked so many ponies in my time, it’s not like his wife was any different. Certainly wasn’t all that good in the sack anyway.” Coming along to her next obstacle, Gilda would see a tall stack of boxes. Leaping up a ways, Gilda starts to climb over, the paparazzi left below to take photos of her ass. Gilda was just glad she had a challenge she could get through with ease.

“Heh, these guys are losing their edge. Griffons are awesome climbers. If they’re really this stupid, I should get through this in…” Click

Without warning, Gilda felt a hot flash of light shine on her moist rear end. Turning back, she would turn around to see a camera quickly slide back into the mountain of boxes. “What the?” Click. Another flash but this time taking her picture from her side, getting a good view of her breasts with her nipples stiffly peeking out much to her annoyance. “Dammit, thought I was safe from those assholes on the ground.” Gilda kept up her climbing. Every step and grab of a ledge seemed to trigger a camera to seemingly pop out at random. The constant flashing was starting to agitate her.

With a few more flashes, one even blinding her for a moment, Gilda reached her tipping point and tore open the boxes. She didn’t find any complex machinery, nor did she find any magical device. What Gilda did find were three fillies holding onto a pole with a camera taped to the end. The three would freeze, unsure of what to do next. Gilda reared an angry talon back and let out an angry screech though the orange pegasus filly acted fast and flashed Gilda in the eyes, momentarily disorienting her. While she was recovering, the three fillies were sliding down a ladder to the bottom.

Gilda snarled after them in frustration. Her cheeks burning with annoyance as they escaped. That distraction dealt with however, Gilda would be able to climb the tower with ease then make her way down. Once her paws dug into the dirt, Gilda would continue along the path. “You’re making wonderful progress, darling.”

“Oh yeah? Well maybe I’ll pick it up so I can find you and beat the ever loving snot outta you.”

“You’ll have to make it there first. You may be making progress, but your time isn’t looking too good.” Gilda would growl at the bodiless voice and run faster than she ever had, knowing full well that she would only tire herself out faster. But that didn’t matter, she wanted to find whoever it was that was doing this to her and make them pay. Crisscrossing through town, realizing that the course was meant to be a time waster, Gilda would face whatever obstacle was in her way head on and work through it as fast as she physically could before passing out.

Coming up to her next obstacle, Gilda would run through Town hall. There, she would find a plethora of stacked papers neatly organized and throughout her path. “This next test will be your toughest. I personally saw to its construction and know that it will be-“ Gilda couldn’t give less of a fuck and ran through the papers. A mess was made as Gilda knocked over papers stacked into towers and ran for the door on the other end. She was already half way through town and wasn’t about to stopped any further. “Huh…I probably should have put more thought into that one.” “Gee, ya think?”

Making her way out through the other end, Gilda could see her target in sight, but still had quite a ways to go. The hill that would mark the end of her trials was barely seen over the other buildings and she would not stop until she made it to her destination. With a smirk, Gilda felt herself reinvigorated, and able to shake off the ever-present feeling of ponies watching her naked body dash through the streets.

She knew she was on a time limit, but with the way things were going, she felt like she could reach the hill in no time. All she need do is make it past her last obstacle and it would be an easy trek from there on out. Following the trail, Gilda would reach a table with four shackles on each corner. Gilda came to a full stop as she saw that her trail would not go any further. “Okay… what am I doing here?”

“Lay on the table. Lay your limbs in the shackles.” Gilda found that the voice was sounding slightly bitter all of a sudden. Cautious, Gilda laid herself on the table, placing each limb into one of the shackles. Once she was in place, Gilda felt the metal bindings lock and held her to the table. Struggling ever so slightly, Gilda began to test how strong they were. To her surprise, the shackles held rather well.

“Okay… I’m ready. Let’s get this over with.” There was no answer, but she did see somepony coming closer. It was a young pegasus filly just entering adulthood. The more she looked at her, Gilda began to recognize who she was. “Wait a minute… You’re one of those little twerps with the camera on a stick.”

“It could have been.” She said with a shrug. The little filly came closer, even passing through the barrier that kept the other ponies out from obstructing her path.

“W-What? How did you do that?”

“Oh, I have special permission to do so. Because I’m here to teach you a lesson.”

“What’cha gonna do, twerp? I can take anything you can dish out.” With a raised brow, the orange pegasus came over and reached behind her. Gilda would tense up as she slowly brought out her choice in torture device; a razor. Not a knife or a dangerous weapon, just a shaving razor with a bit of cream to follow. “What the? Kid, I dunno what you can do with that. I don’t exactly grow beards.”

“I know, but it’s not for that. You humiliated Dash by shaving her down, so I’m gonna do the same.”

“What are you-…” Gilda soon understood and tried to break free. “Oh hell no, you touch me and I swear you’re gonna regret it.”

“Who knows, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. For now, I think you could use a shave.” Gilda felt her body petrify, unable to move as the shackles began to glow with a faint aura. Now that she was still, Scootaloo began to lather a bit of cream into Gilda’s crotch. A soft moan escaped her as she felt the sudden touch of her treasure.

“Hahh… e-easy with the touching, twerp.” Scootaloo continued her rough motions, deliberately ignoring Gilda as she readied herself. “H-Have you ever done this before?”

“Couple times. A mare’s gotta keep herself clean. Plus, Dash tells me it makes ya a lot more aerodynamic.”

“Wait… but you’re wearing- GAH!” Gilda felt the sudden touch of the razor against her bare skin. She began to grit her teeth in a small bit of pain that quickly turned into a strange bit of pleasure as the hair was removed. “Hahh… n-not all of it! You’re supposed to graze it down.” Her shout accompanied by a worried and nervous flush across her face.

“I know, but I’m giving your audience a better view from below. After I’m done with you, it’s gonna make what’s coming so much more easier.”

“Wait, what’s- haaaahhh.” Gilda had to admit, the brat knew what she was doing with that thing. Every motion would make her want to wriggle and writhe. The griffon’s toes began to curl over. Scootaloo cocked a brow as she saw a bit of moisture form down below.

“Are you getting off to this?”

“Shut up! It’s just... Whatever, keep going. I wanna reach the top of that hill before I lose all my time.” Gilda angrily averted her gaze as she snapped at her.

“Then stop talking and I’ll get done.” Another spine tingling motion was made and Gilda let out a trembling moan. She tightened her fist furiously to try and focus on something besides the razor gliding over her skin. Gilda began to pant slowly, only to grow faster and higher as Scootaloo continued on. She felt a bit of a mini-orgasm building as she neared completion. Her body beginning to shiver as she lay strapped to the table. With the final stroke of the razor, Scootaloo felt her hand get soaked from a small spurt of cum hitting her. “Ew, that’s gross.”

“Says you.” Gilda groaned. “Now I’m gonna be turned on for the rest of this thing.” She complained as she felt that annoying bit of griffon juices clinging to her slit now, her ooze clearly not to the filly’s taste.

“Well, shouldn’t be an issue for long.” Wiping down her now bald pussy, Scootaloo stepped out of the trail. Once she did, Gilda was free and could see the way to the hill. “See ya at the hill… or maybe not.”

She had a few choice words for the young filly, but felt that reaching her end goal was much more important. Leaping off the table with a small wobble in her legs, Gilda would continue on to the end of her goal. The crowds had caught up and were eagerly getting good angles on the griffon’s exposed treasure now that fur was no longer blocking it. Gilda didn’t bother to cover herself. As much as she wanted to, she kept running full tilt. She knew it would only slow her down if she tried to go all modest on them now, and with an unknown amount of time left, she wanted to keep her head focused. Though, it no longer seemed to matter.

With a malicious grin, Gilda bolted uphill with a seemingly endless well of energy. That’s when she saw Him; the figure that had been toying with her. The one who had organized all of this. With her claws at the ready, Gilda would jump up and lunge at the mysterious figure. She was mere inches from the finish line, and she wanted blood. She had faced so much and she was going to taste the sweetest of victories. “GET REKT MOTHER FU-“ Fwaush

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Gilda saw a bright light, one that momentarily blinded her. Shaking her head to remove the disorientation, Gilda would see that she was now strapped down once more, only with a few key differences. Firstly, instead of one pony, she found herself surrounded by a whole crowd. They were taking pictures of her revealed and excited pussy and they loved the goop that oozed from her loins. “W-Wha? What happened, where am I?” Gilda would demand, trying to free herself. “Hey! I made it to the top of the hill!” She shouted out as she pulled her limbs furiously. The second difference came soon after seeing her adoring audience was that instead of a table, she would find herself strapped to a modified Lay-z Colt chair with the same shackles as before; just as strong as well.

“You may have made it up the hill but not quick enough. You failed.” The voice had returned, but unlike every other time, this one was given a clear source. Walking through the crowds, Gilda’s rage would rise to dangerous levels as she saw her tormentors face; her stupid, grinning, pink face. “As much fun as it was, I have to admit that I was looking forward to this part way more.” Pinkie giggled as her voice turned back to normal.

“Pinkie!? You smug little bitch! I swear, when I get out of here, I’m gonna-“ Gilda’s eyes burned with fury as her face burned with shame! All this time it had been the fucking little pink party pony?! She was the one that set this whole thing up! Gilda wanted to tear her limb from limb for setting her up like this! She snarled and screeched at her only to be interrupted.

“You aren’t going to do anything.” A second voice spoke. Soon enough, Gilda was surrounded by the mane six; Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and the newly re-maned Rainbow Dash. They joined their friend Pinkie as they looked at her with a discerning gaze.

“You… all of you were a part of this!” Gilda’s rage only magnified! She thrashed in her binds. Her jerking motions though only sent the warm griffon lube spattering about as she struggled to raise her pelvis off and pull her body off from where they’d locked her in.

“Of course darling.” Rarity retorted. “We were all growing sick of your antics, and after what you did to us, we simply had enough and reached our tipping point.”

“So you stripped me down and had me run through town?!”

“Actually you stripped yourself.” Pinkie corrected. Gilda’s face burned hotly with embarrassment as that little tidbit was thrown back in her face.

“Whatever!? Just let me go and I’ll stop… after I’m done punching your face in.” She balled her fists tighter only to unfurl her fingers to expose the sharp talons at the end ready to tear anypony she got in her clutches apart!

“Sorry Gilda,” Twilight began. “But you failed our task. As such, you must face the punishment.”

“What are ya gonna do? Let these basement dwellers fuck me?” Gilda felt a certain bit of apprehension over the idea. Not fear as there was NO way she was scared of these dumb ponies! But there was only so much humiliation a griffon could take!

“Oh good heavens no! We want to teach you a lesson, we’re not monsters. Though, we will be letting someone have their fun. Applejack, do bring our guest of honor’s ‘playmate’ in, would you?” The earthpony nodded and let out a whistle. Gilda was expecting to be meeting with the red farm stallion; one of the few in town. However, that wasn’t how things would be going down. Instead of a towering earth pony, Applejack would be seen greeting a happy canine panting as she came to greet her master.

“Hey baby girl, give mama some kisses.” The little dog leaned in and began lapping at AJ’s face, sending her into a giggling fit while Gilda was left confused as to what was going on.

“You see Gilda, while you were out running, we taught little Winona here a few tricks. Since you failed, you are going to be publicly humiliated further.”

“So what, you’re gonna have the dog lick me to death?” Gilda let out a laugh at that. Of course! As if these ponies actually had the nerve to come up with any real punishment! What was next? Make her snuggle with bunnies too?

“In a sense.” Twilight snapped her fingers as Pinkie reached into her bouncy mane and pulled out their secret weapon; Peanut butter. Handing it over to Twilight, the alicorn would take a knee and began to use her finger to smear Gilda’s pussy with the thick substance. Gilda squirmed as her vagina was stimulated by the probing finger as it covered her cunt in the thick sticky gunk. Winona would smell the aroma of pony food and move closer, already panting.

Gilda realized what was about to occur. “No way. No way man, that’s not happening.” Her eyes went wide with horror at the idea of it as she shook her head at them.

Her legs forcibly spread by the shackles holding her down. Every pony in the place could clearly see the shaved hairless cunt covered in dog bait. They couldn’t. They wouldn’t!

“This isn’t happening!” She shouted struggling to get free from her fate.

The more she kicked and screamed the harder they held her down, their grip growing tighter causing Gilda to groan as she felt thier nails digging into her.

“Please don’t do this!” She begged trying to close her legs, and even shake off the dog bait.

Slowly the AJ’s pet drew closer, held back only from the leash hooked to her collar. Each passing moment Applejack would let the leash slip only an each, teasing Gilda as Winona panted trying to get at the delectable treat she could smell. Soon enough Winona’s snout was close enough that she could sniff the treat all the more, trying to dive in and taste it.

Holding her back AJ groaned a little, “Oh she’s gotten a good scent of it, and she likes it.” Winona tugged harder, almost causing Applejack to lose her grip.

Once Winona was close enough to taste just a little of it, Applejack let her have at her treat slowly inching her closer to taste even more.

“Oh, it’s happenin’.” Applejack came up, holding her dog at bay. “Ya see, we don’t take kindly t’ liars. Especially when those lies hurt those closest to the Apple-family. Thanks to you, Big Mac is gonna be on a watch list and is gonna be under house arrest, and my sister is staying with her cousin in Manehattan. Cause of you, ah’m gonna be worried sick for mah sister. So, if you wanna fuck with us, I say… we should fuck with you.” Gilda felt singeing venom in AJ’s words. As she finished, Applejack released Winona and let her go to town.

The first contact the long, wide tongue met with Gilda’s already wet slit caused her to let out long gasps as she tried to break free from her doggy grasp.

“Hahh… n-no! Stop! I-It’s so gross! So groooossss!” Her legs quivered uncontrollably as she felt the warm, wet, and slightly rough tongue drag itself against her twat!

Pulling and dragging away its own prize in the form of the peanut butter. Gilda struggled and begged all the more for it to stop. Only for her to feel Winona's excitement grow as she began to taste something more than the peanut butter.

Stopping to sniff what she was now licking Gilda sighed for a moment, “Oh thank sweet Celestia it’s sto-” She started to cry as she learned how wrong she really was.

Winona’s tongue slowly lapped away at Gilda’s slit, tasting all that she could. Before long her tongue began to dig deeper into Gilda, hitting her where she felt it the most.

“Oh sweet Celestia please…” She cried out as her inner walls tightened as she felt her first orgasm beginning to build, “make it stop!” She begged while her body twitched as Winona sneezed from being squirted by Gilda.

For a moment of peace Gilda laid there as her body convulsed with every little twitch. She hoped it would be the end only to pant in fear as she felt the sneezes from Winona.

“Are you going to stop causing problems” Twilight asked with crossed arms.

As she watched Winona got back in once her sneezing fit stopped. All Gilda could do was shake and fight her own voice as she felt that tongue once more.

“Y-Yes! Yes I’ll stop!” Gilda squealed humiliatingly as she felt another orgasm coming on!

Her beak open to show the teeth that lined the inside, that she forced herself to grit down. To stifle her disgusting noises of actual arousal, over the whole disturbing situation! She was being basically tongue-raped by a dog!

“Will you apologize for everything you did?” Fluttershy came forward.

“Y-Yeah, whatever! Oh fuck, stop this crazy dog and I’ll do anything you ask!” Winona wasn’t even halfway done with the peanut butter and already Gilda was nearing orgasm. “Hahh… s-shit… I-I’m gonna…” She cringed and shut her eyes tight.

She was struggling to shut the onslaught of sensations out! It was becoming too much for her! And she knew this from the first release only to feel the dog going back at her sensitive body.

“Do you promise to confess to a court o’ law that your accusations about mah brother were false?”

“Y-Yes, I’ll do… I-I’ll… OH FUCK!!!” Gilda squealed!

Her body shivering from head to toe as the audience was treated to a thick splash of griffon cum. Their collective ‘O~h’ and ‘A~h’ as her cum glistened in the light before them.

‘Why…’ She cried in her mind, ‘why did this have to happen? Why has this been allowed to go on for so long?’ And though she regretted the thought she couldn’t help but ask, ‘And why do I enjoy that damn tongue?’ The very thought of enjoying it before that crowd brought nothing but waves of embarrassment and disgust.

It appeared that Gilda was quite a squirter, and the excitement of the crowd only signaled to her one thing. Winona was going back in for more.

Her face blushed a darker shade of red as she felt Winona’s tongue once again, “Hahh… s-stop this dog. I-… I’m going crazy here.” Gilda soon yelped as she felt the dog’s tongue reach into her folds.

Gilda’s back began to arch as she felt Winona’s tongue digging deeper and deeper into her. Her weak sex driven body gave in as she began to shout as another shot of cum hit the dog. She couldn’t take it, she was in the midst of orgasm but the dumb mutt wasn’t letting up.

Gilda shook like a leaf as she felt the intense and taboo pleasure washing over her. Sweat was seeping through her brown coat as the dog continued relentlessly.

“You you promise to… ummmmmmm…” Pinkie would take her time thinking of what she wanted, while listening to the sweet sounds of Gilda panting and moaning, “uhhhhhhh…” At this point it was unknown if it was deliberate or if she really tried to think of something.

“Please…” She cried as she tried to close her legs only for them to be forced back open as Winona’s tongue touched her cervix, “whatever it is, I’ll do it… just… please make it stop.” She turned to Dash, well past her breaking point as she teared up feeling the dog going back at her. “Dash… come on man, I-I’m sorry I… shaved your mane. I was angry, I-I heard you all talking about me behind my back.” Another painfully hot lash of the dog’s tongue ripped another unwanted and humiliating squeal from her throat!

Her juice spurting out visibly yet again, matting Winona’s fur all the more as the pervert filled crowd cheered on. Many demanding more out of her, a few of them begging that they toss her to them. Gilda could only cry knowing that her fate was with these six ponies

“Does that give you the right to destroy our lives? I was lucky Twilight managed to make my mane grow back! If she hadn’t, I would have been stuck with a wing! I wouldn’t even have been able to fly without worrying about losing my mane!”

“On the plus side, freshly regrown there are a plethora of new styles to play with, darling. Oh, speaking of which, I expect you to pay for the damages done to my shop.”

“I… I can’t… I’m kinda in the red… f-financially.” Gilda barely managed between her haggard breaths.

“Oh, well no worries… I expect you to pay it off through work then.”

“F-Fine, fine… I… I give up. I’ll do anything you say.” Twilight and her friends all shared silence glances, nodding to one another.

Gilda actually had a small smile, hopeful for mercy after this shameful turn of events.

“Alright then, you can go free… after one more orgasm.”

“W-What!?” Twilight came forward and aided in the assault. While Twilight held Gilda’s pussy open, Rarity would use her magic to bring Winona away. Gilda had just come down from her first solid orgasm and watched on in horror as the princess started to smear her all over again! It wasn’t so widely spread this time however. Instead she was seeming to take almost pleasure in pushing it deep between her labial folds and up inside her! But that wasn’t the worst of it. “N-No! Not there! Anywhere else but there!” She squeaked as she felt Twilight rub a heavy mound of the stuff right over her clit! Her love button stimulated forcibly by the heavy smearing.

“Would you rather I place it on your anus then? I’m sure it could use the tongue bath too.” The purple pony’s tone carried no teasing hints to it. It was a genuine threat.

“C-Clit it is then.” Her cheeks burned a brilliant red that was only too visible through her fur. But the princess didn’t move away as she instead knelt and held open the griffon’s stuffed slit. Once Winona was brought back to her, she immediately began to shove her tongue in to scoop out her reward. “hahh… Oh Celestia… hahh… ahhh… mmmph… y-yes…”

“Oh, are you enjoying yourself, darling?” Rarity questioned, tone sounding genuinely curious. A devious little smirk crossing her lips as Gilda squirmed and shivered as the dog worked its tongue in. Twilight holding her pussy lips open to let Winona lick away at her insides as the crowd watched with amusement. Certain noises suggesting some of the ponies had taken to stimulating themselves to the show.

“N-NO! I-I hate this. I-I want it to… ohhhhhh.” Gilda felt her head beginning to grow dizzy from the onslaught of pleasure. The dog had finished eating her out and had begun its attack on her tender swollen clit. “AHahAHah… H-Holy suns! I-… I’m gonna… a-again…” The griffon’s clit winked almost painfully as it was lapped away at as her pussy dribbled out with signs of her growing pleasure. Gilda stared down as the dog was pulled away from her once more cleaned cunt. “W-… What are you doing?”

“Giving the audience a good view.” Twilight came forward and focused her magic on Gilda’s pearl. It shined with the violet aura and soon began to flood Gilda with more pleasure than before. With her pussy held up and the continued assault on her love button, Gilda began moaning like a wild beast as she felt a pressure build up in her body. “C-… C-…C-.” She struggled to form words, spitting and writhing as she felt her body turn to putty. The magical vibration shoving her towards the edge.

Then… she finally got out the message. “CUMMIIIIIIIING!!!” her warning held true. A jet of clear fluids launched from her pink folds and into the crowd. A few lucky stallions and mares were hit with her pungent juices as Gilda slumped over in her chair. The griffon was losing consciousness fast, and she could barely move. Her body would randomly twitch and jolt; it was all a little arousing to bare witness to.

Spent, Twilight freed Gilda and levitated her up. “Come on girls, let’s take her home. She has quite a bit of repenting to do.” Gilda shook in Twilight’s grip. Her body shivering as her orgasm continued to run through her. The afterglow leaving her too dazed to quite recognize the floating feeling.

“Sure thing. Come on Winona. Let’s take you home… and maybe take that tongue of yours for a spin.” The dog let out a bark as she followed close to AJ. With the show done, the crowd would soon disperse. The following days would be met with the inhabitants trading pictures of Gilda like trading cards. Some would form collections, other just finding their own enjoyment out of the photos. Regardless of what they did, nopony would be forgetting what happened, neither would Gilda. She would remain docile for the time being, service as one of Rarity’s test subjects for dresses. Though she seemed cooperative, she was merely biding her time. Waiting, planning… thinking of how she would get her revenge on Twilight and her friends. But first was the matter of maybe sneaking off to say hello to Winona. She’d need peanut butter though.