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Finally, with a last powerful thrust, Glimmer concluded her business. There was a faint gurgling sound as her seed worked its way down Nigel's gullet, and then she pulled out with a loud slurp. Her genitalia returned to normal, and she dropped back down onto all fours. Nigel lay on the ground as he had for a year, his glassy and vacant eyes continuing to stare off at nothing.
"You are now carrying my child," Glimmer informed him. "It is the mystery of the dance."
Nigel groaned faintly but gave no other response. Paying him no more heed than she would a dead camel, Glimmer turned her attention to Twilight.
"Hey there, Twilight."
"Wow, Glimmer!" cried Twilight, "Great moves! Keep it up, proud of you."
"Thanks. Shall we get going?"
"Sure."
They began to trot off amiably down the dusty road together. Already Twilight could feel her magic returning. Her flank glowed softly as her cutie mark began to reappear; her coat, mane and tail were regaining their former luster with every step she took.
"So, what's been going on in Equestria since I left?" asked Twilight.
"Oh, you know, this and that," said Glimmer. "Oh by the way, it's called Glimmernigeria now. I'm the Princess of it."
"Wow! What a fantastic name! I can't wait to get back and see what you've done with the place!"
They continued chattering pleasantly as they disappeared over the horizon. Above them, a vast canopy of stars began to twinkle as night spread its dark shroud over the dusty landscape.
Meanwhile, on the hilltop, Nigel groaned. He tried to get up, but found that he could barely move his limbs. All he could do was lie there, pathetically pawing at the ground like a beached sea lion.
Suddenly, a dark silhouette blotted out the starlight above him. He looked up to see a familiar face staring down at him, her expression a blend of confusion and pity.
"Woah, what happened to you?" asked Sunset Shimmer.
Nigel could only gurgle in response, a thin ribbon of spooge dripping down the side of his chin.
Naruto and the protagonist from Pokemon, whatever his name is, Ash Ketchup or whatever the fuck, appeared on either side of Shimmer.
"Holy shit." said Naruto. "What is this thing?"
Ash Ketchup poked his blubberous form with a toe.
"No idea," he said. "I think it's a dead seal. Anyway, let's go. We're missing the totally awesome Pokemon tournament happening just down the road."
The three of them disappeared. Nigel tried to call out, but could only make garbled noises in the back of his throat as more semen bubbled out of his mouth. Suddenly, another silhouette appeared. He looked up to see YuGiOh standing over him, glaring downward with contemptuous scorn.
"Are you Nigel?"
Nigel nodded weakly.
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The Nigel? King Silverstar Thundercock, slayer of thots and libtards?"
Nigel nodded again, more forcefully this time, although he could still barely move his neck. A thick glob of spooge bubbled out of his mouth and landed in the dust with a soft plop. YuGiOh narrowed his eyes in disgust.
"Wow. Unbelievable. Un-FUCKING-believable. I journeyed over 9000 miles to match wits with the one and only Nigel, the undisputed master of the YuGiOh card game. However, at the end of my journey, I find only this pathetic faggot."
He spat. A glob of saliva hit Nigel in the face and dribbled down, mixing itself into the semen beard on his chin.
"You suck, Nigel." said YuGiOh, and walked away.
[FIN.]