Some unfinished drawings by CoInPo
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>your head was racing
>and your throat was killing you
>opening your eyes, you saw a wooden wall, with a table covered by shiny objects nearby
>noticing the waves still rocking you gently, affirmed your suspicion of still being on the ship
>"Ah. Yoo Are awake."
>you turned to look for the owner of the distinctly Germaneian accent and in that very moment, realized you were chained up
"Franziska?"
>"Guten Tag!"
"What are you doing?"
>you tried to wrestle out of your bindings, but to no avail
>"Juuuzt eine eksperiment! Red told mich zat yoo might be eine homoseksuel. So! She asked me to heal you of your illness."
"Oh please. She's bullshitting. Where is that cunt anyway?"
>"Ah. Are you zuure?"
"Yes. I am sure."
>"Hmm.... Ah! Now Ich see. Red ist from zose filthy deserts, Ja? Over zere. Yoo are expected to take in more zan ein pony as your mate."
"So she seriously think i'm gay because I don't fuck other ponies?"
>"Ha ha. Zey are savages. Anon. I vuld expect nothing less. Now. Don't move. Zis next part ist very tricky."
>you felt a sharp pain going up your rectum
"Ahgh! Shit! What the fuck are you doing? Let me go you crazy horse!"
>Franziska ignored your plea
>"Unter my research Ich has also found out zat you are not really eine Minotaur. Zis probe is juzt to check out vat yoo are."
"You get that probe out of my ass right now or i'll kick your stupid face in!"
>the mare gave you an amused, almost smug look
>"Hence ze chains. Now ztop wiggling."
"I'll call my bat ponies on you. They'll eat you alive."
>"Zey... Vill nich be eine problem, as ve probe. Zey are out vith Blitzen int Red. Scavanging ze shipwreck. hmhm.. Unt let us be honest. Yoor filthy Zebra crew ist no mach for meine Germaneians."
"I just.. Fuck! Look. I'll tell you what you want about us humans. Just get this probe out of my ass. You didn't even lube it up first!"
>"Ich didn't ...Zorry."
>Franziska said with dripping sarcasm
>you continued battling your restraints
>Franziska dully noticed this and replied nonchalantly
>"Yoo know. You vould nicht be in zis mess if you had not given Red ze idea zat yoo might be eine fagot. Zo. I can unterstand vy you vould nich lay vith ze demonic half breeds unt striped villans you currently have unter yoor command, Especially after gazing upon Equine perfections suzh as mich unt Kyrie."
>as much as you hated it, Franziska was kinda, sorta right
>if you just fucked another mare or two, she'd put this whole gay thing behind her
>as you continued struggling, you noticed the chains rattling more and more, indicating they were weakening
>Franziska raised her voice in glee as she continued experimenting on you
>"But who knows? Maybe mich fukken you vith zis probe vill convince her. Ahaha! I do nicht know vat goes on inzide ze head of eine inferior breed of pony."
>if only you could get out of these chains, you'd show her who'd the superior one
>you would break out of these chains and fuck her over the very table you were tied to, that would show her
>or... should you?
>what do?