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Doll

by Andysonic1

Chapter 2: Part Two

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Doll

By Andysonic1

Part Two

One month later…

The door to the apartment opened and Trixie rushed inside. She closed the door quickly and quietly behind her. Silently, she pressed her ear to the wood and waited.

When no sounds came from outside she breathed a sigh of relief. Her rent was past due, again. The gigs were getting better, the money coming in a little more steadily, but she was still short.

After putting her magician’s hat and cape on the rack beside the door, Trixie called out, “I’m home!” No pony answered, but she smiled anyways. Twilight was often busy with her own work while Trixie was out.

She walked into the kitchen and found Twilight beside the kettle. “Tea? I would love some!” Trixie beamed, “Let me help you!”

Though it had only been a month since the Twilight Sparkle doll had come into her life, Trixie had quickly incorporated it into her everyday life. She had never realized how much companionship could lift ones spirits. It didn’t matter if her day was good or bad; Twilight was there, smiling, ready to listen to all her problems.

While the water boiled for the tea, Trixie told Twilight about her day. Another spoiled child’s party. Though the work was often humiliating, the money was good. If she could just catch up on her rent she could move to a nicer place, make some real friends…

The train of thought made Trixie pause. She lifted her hoof to Twilight’s cheek, “I have you…that’s all I need…”

A slamming knock on the apartment door made Trixie jump. “Trixie!” a gruff voice yelled from outside, “I saw you come in! Open up or I’ll call the cops to drag you out!”

Face flushed red, Trixie grabbed Twilight and shoved her under the bed, away from sight. “Hang on! I’m coming!” she yelled back and she hurried to the door. As soon as she unlocked it her landlord shoved it open from the other side. She fell back with a cry of surprise and landed on her butt.

In he strolled, a large, black colt with brown eyes. His cutie mark was covered by a painter’s uniform. “You think you can sneak past me, Trixie?”

Stammering, still seated, “N-no! I just…I…”

He reached out and stomped down on some of her hair resting on the ground. Trixie was pulled forward and cried out again in pain. “Where’s my money?!”

“I almost have it!” Trixie said through a sob, tears coming to her eyes. “Please! I just need more time!”

Scoffing, “All you bitches are the same,” her landlord lifted his hoof off her hair.

Trixie raised her hoof to her head and brought it away when it felt sticky. When the colt before her stayed quiet, she raised her eyes to meet his. She saw him look her up and down. It made her shudder.

“Maybe there’s some other way you can pay this month’s rent…”

Trixie couldn’t help blush and look down. But as she did, she glimpsed a large object between her landlord’s legs. And it was getting larger.

“Tell you what, Trixie,” he said smoothly, walking forward, towering over her, “You do one little favor for me, and you’ll be all paid up for this month.”

“I…I…” but she couldn’t speak. Something so degrading, so demeaning, she couldn’t possibly do that…”Please…just a little more time…”

“Your times run out, Trixie.” It was right in front of her face now. A heat radiated off of it. “Time to pay up.”

Trixie had never seen one so close. Her jaw hung loose, shocked by it. She’d never allowed a colt to be with her that way. There was nuzzling and flirting but never this…

Apparently tired of waiting, her landlord took advantage of her gaping mouth and thrust forward. Trixie tried to back away but his front legs were around her already. He thrust forward while pushing her towards him. And in it went.

She would have gasped if she could have. It filled her mouth and tried to go deeper. Struggling, Trixie put her front hooves on his back legs and kept him from trying to put it all inside. Even so, it became hard to breath. Her heartbeat raced. This wasn’t how her first time was supposed to be.

Her landlord struggled against her a moment, trying to get all of himself into her mouth. When he realized he couldn’t, he moved his hips back, keeping only an inch in.

For a moment, Trixie thought he was finished. But her hopes were shattered when he thrust in again. Then out. Then in. He found a rhythm and kept it, moaning softly. She could only sit there and take it, unable to do more while keeping him from choking her.

His rhythm began to increase. With a great sigh of relief, he shot his seed into her mouth. A sudden burst of strength followed and he forced himself as deep as he could in.

Caught off guard, Trixie choked and gagged. Her hooves beat against his muscled body but did no nothing to stop him from enjoying his orgasm. Some of the liquid came back up and found an exit through her nose, further blocking off air.

Moments before she thought she would die, he pulled out of her. Trixie rolled to her side and vomited up everything he had deposited and more. Mentally and physically exhausted, she lay crying on the ground, dry heaving, unable to process anything other than the obvious: she had been raped.

Her landlord took down her wizard cape and used it to clean himself off, saying, “Consider us even for this month. You fuck me again, and I’ll come back and fuck you.” He finished by tossing the cape onto her and leaving.

Trixie didn’t know how long she lay there. The tea kettle started to blow. A headache crawled into her mind. She tried to stand but only ended up turning herself.

She could see the Twilight doll under the bed, staring at her. Trixie reached out towards it. Tears blurred her vision. Her raw throat couldn’t make out any words to call out to it.

It smiled at her.

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A few days later, Trixie caught a break and performed for a generous patron. He gave her enough to move to a new apartment miles away from her previous one. It wasn’t much better in terms of commodity, but just being away from that place and those horrible memories were enough.

It took a long time for her to hold Twilight like she had before, but Trixie continued to grow closer to her. Soon, they were sleeping in the same bed. It only made sense, after all. There was only one bed in the apartment.

“Goodnight, Twilight,” Trixie said every night. But tonight, she leaned over and kissed Twilight on the cheek before rolling over quickly, blushing. Smiling.

It was good to have a friend, but maybe it was better to have something more.

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Twilight Sparkle stepped off the bus and surveyed her surroundings. It was a low income part of Canterlot; not a bad place to live but certainly not the best. A paper floated beside her, held up by her magic. She turned and looked it over again.

On it was one address. The address of whoever had bought that doll of her, made without her permission. She would find whoever the weirdo was that bought the doll and destroy it.

“No one makes me into some hug pillow and gets away with it…” she growled.

To be continued…

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