Oh, hello my dear brother.

Yes, I realize I’m naked. I have been for the last two miles of walking or so. But thank you for noticing, my very observant big brother.

Yes, I was wearing a dress this morning. A very pretty dress, that I had spent weeks making. It was my favorite dress too.

What happened to it? Well, unicorns. That’s what happened to it.

You know, when our family moved out here, in the middle of nowhere, I actually kind of liked it. It wasn’t like the big village, with its dozens of people. I didn’t even mind that we were the only farm for leagues, and that I didn’t have any other girls to play with.

Then, when I began to grow into the body of a woman, the unicorns began to take notice of me. I know you’ve seen them around me, although they usually run as soon as they see someone like you. At first, it’s really flattering to have this big majestic beast come up to you, and nuzzle up to you, and want to put its head in your lap. I mean, I grew up loving horses, and unicorns are basically magical, horny horses, right?

Then they just leave their horn poking up there, kind of expectantly. It’s kind of natural for a girl to be curious what it feels like, and to want to touch it. And you know what? The unicorns want you to touch it. Well, not you. Me. They really like having it stroked. Really, really like it.

And it never bothered me too much, at first. It was just something that happened occasionally. But then apparently these unicorns talk to each other, and word got out that I give good hornjobs, and suddenly it’s literally every day. Sometimes multiple times a day. Like, they have a line going. And I’m supposed to be working in the fields, or gathering berries, or things like that. I’m not getting any work done, because I’m so busy servicing unicorns.

Oh, If only my virginity were not such a lightning rod for every unicorn in the forest...

Full Script Here

This is based on a script that I actually wrote many, many years ago before I even came to GWA. I recently stumbled upon it and decided to expand upon it. It had been partially recorded once in a new-lewd version, but not in this more complete one.

Tagged [rape] to be safe because of the talk of how the unicorns would stalk her and rip her clothes off, but no actual rape here.

I don't think this counts as beastiality at all, but could be wrong. The unicorns are intelligent creatures, and the idea of their horns being sexual organs is there for humor more than erotic reasons. Everything with them happens outside of this story, and is never more than a maiden stroking their horns. Ultimately, it's the unicorns and their harassment of her that drives the maiden quite literally into her brother's arms.

Anyone that wishes to record this should feel free to make changes to this. This was written originally years ago, and then updated somewhat clumsily by a half-awake me just now. I may be changing it myself later when I'm more awake.

Thanks for reading :)