This is the story of how it all began. How Iron Will went from being a sweet little minotaur, to the murderous, foal abusing, necrophiliac that he is today. This is the most brutal Iron Will story yet and will leave your heart and stomach in pieces.
Iron Will’s Foalcon Necrophilia Sex Rampage: The Prequel
Our story begins in a city called Manechester, Equestria.
William Williams Jr, was a young minotaur, no older than seven or eight. He lived with his mother Holly, father William Sr and sister Sarah. His mother was a teaching assistant at a local school, his father was a former soldier who worked in a local steelworks. He was also a semi-professional cage fighter, who would compete on weekends. His glory days were long gone, but he could still throw a punch. Folks used to say he had a fist like solid iron. The family wasn’t well off by anyone’s standards, but they were happy.
Until one day, when William Williams Sr lost his job at the steelworks.
William Jr (we will call him Willie so as to differentiate more effectively from William Sr) was playing in his room. He was a quiet little boy who had a great love of art and reading, but was very shy. Being a minotaur in a school full of ponies meant that he stood out like a sore thumb. He didn’t have many friends and he usually kept to himself. Recently, he’d been having problems with some bullies and his father had been to the school to make an enquiry.
As Willie played with his toys he heard the door slam and he knew it was his dad coming home from work. He raced downstairs to see his father, whom he loved dearly, but was greeted instead by a minotaur who bore a solemn expression. The huge muscles on his arms seemed to be sagging along with the rest of his features.
“Hi, darling,” his wife said as she came through from the kitchen. “Everything okay?”
“Oh fine,” replied William Sr, lying through his teeth, “just fine.” He turned to see his son, Willie, looking curiously up at him. He turned away, unable to meet his son’s gaze. A burning sense of inadequacy and disappointment welled inside William Sr. Something inside him broke that night.
“Daddy, are you okay?” asked Willie.
“Go to your room,” snarled William Sr.
“William, what’s going on?” his wife asked, looking worried.
“I SAID GO TO YOUR ROOM!” bellowed William Sr, shaking a huge fist at his son.
A terrified Willie turned tail and ran back up stairs. He hid under his covers and cried bitter tears into the bed sheets. He’d never seen his father shout like that. What was going on?
From below, he heard screaming and banging; raised voices shouting words he had never encountered before. Then he heard smashing of plates.
Silence.
Then, heavy footsteps. Willie started to tremble under his bedclothes as the footsteps grew louder.
Screaming.
His sister!
“Let go!” screamed Sarah Williams, “let go!”
Willie poked his head out from under the bedclothes and slowly pulled himself out of bed. He opened his door a crack to see his father carrying his screaming, struggling sister downstairs. What was his father doing? Willie wasn’t sure. He had never seen him act like this. A few minutes later he heard screaming again:
“No! No! Stop! No, Daddy, please! No!” Then there was a loud roar.
Willie tiptoed downstairs until he reached the living room. When he opened the door, his eyes widened.
His father had bent his sister over the sofa and was forcing his penis inside his sister’s underage girlhood. She was weeping bitter, bloody tears from her eyes as her huge father continued to ravage her from behind. He grunted hard and loud as he pushed her face into a pillow and slammed his massive balls against her prepubescent ass cheeks.
Willie was standing right beside them before his father even noticed him.
“Turn around, son,” his father growled as he continued to fuck his eldest child from behind, “you don’t want to see this.”
“You have to stop, daddy!” Willie said.
“No!” William Sr roared, pounding his daughter harder and harder in her tight little virgin pussy, with his long shaft, “You can’t stop me. You’re too weak. You are too weak to protect her. I AM A MAN! I TAKE WHATEVER I WANT!”
His sister let out a shriek of pain as her father gave an almighty thrust of his cock, which her vagina swallowed all the way down to the base. Blood from her ruined hymen and scarred insides dripped from her torn slit. Her father slapped her ass hard with his iron-like fists as he continued to fuck his underage daughter.
“Oh yeah, you fucking little slut!” his father said, “I’ve been wanting to do this since the day your mommy first shat you out. How do you like my cock? How do you like my HUGE FUCKING HARD COCK?!” He fucked her harder and harder, blood gushing from her vagina as his rock hard penis shredded her innocent pussy.
“PLEASE DADDY STOP!” screamed Sarah, unable to take the pain. Her tears had drenched the pillow that she was now biting hard to try and contain the agony she felt with each thrust of her father’s huge cock.
“That’s what you do, son,” William Sr said, “When somepony tries to block, you show them that you ROCK!” on that word, he slammed the full length of his penis inside his daughter’s pussy, tearing it open. Sarah bucked forwards, only managing to remain attached to her father’s penis because she was being held there by his large hands. William Sr picked up his daughter, his cock skewering her from the mouth of her pussy to the inside of her undeveloped womb, and he used her like a wanking rag, pulling her small body up and down the length of his cock. With each thrust, blood ejected from her pussy, dripping down his shaft and onto his ball sack.
Willie watched, feeling strangely aroused by the sight of his father’s large cock entering his sister’s most sensitive area. The place she was most different from him.
Eventually, his father peeled his daughter off the end of his hard cock and opened up her legs, displaying her bleeding, hollowed-out pussy to himself and his son. He turned to his son and narrowed his eyes. “I want you to fuck her.”
Willie looked at his father like he was speaking a foreign language.
“Don’t just look at me, you weak little shit, come over here and put your cock inside your sister’s pussy.”
Willie walked over to his sister. He raised one of his hands to touch her, but stopped. “Daddy, is this right?”
“It’s right if I say its right,” William snarled. “Now, take your tiny little fucking dick and stick it inside your sister’s sweet cunt. FUCKING DO IT!”
Willie touched his flaccid penis and tried to push it inside his sister’s gaping cunt. He stuck his entire flaccid cock and ball sack inside her huge, bleeding slit and waved them around uselessly.
His father laughed. “Son, you are fucking pathetic.” He nursed his long penis in his powerful hand. “You need to get it hard. Does the sight of that bleeding cunt and that puckered little asshole not make your dick rage?”
“I don’t know what you mean, daddy!” Willie said, his eyes filling with tears at the thought of being useless. “I’m sorry!”
His father’s face turned dark. An expression of pure rage started to swell in his body. His erect penis became even harder. “You apologise? I PENALISE.”
William grabbed his son and bent him over the sofa next to his sister, who was crying beside them the whole time, too terrified of their father to move.
“First lesson of being a man,” William said as he licked a finger and probed it inside his son’s asshole, “Never apologise when you can criticise.” He took the length of his moist cock and pushed it inside his son’s ass.
Willie felt a burning sensation as his sphincter was torn open to accommodate his father’s massive cock. The walls of his rectum were on fire as the immense, throbbing member pushed in and out of his asshole. He could feel a painful sensation that was pooling in the pit of his stomach, one that burned like fire every time his father thrust his huge cock into his son’s underage ass.
“Oh yeah, son! Oh yeah you fucking little queer!” William snarled as he pounded his son in the ass with his huge cock, “YOU FUCKING LITTLE QUEER ASS FUCKING GAY BOY! YOU ARE A FUCKING RENT BOY YOU QUEER FUCKING LITTLE SHIT!”
“Daddy stop it you’re hurting me!” Willie could hardly bare the pain. He felt the insides of his stomach contracting rapidly as his father assaulted his asshole with his gargantuan cock.
“When some pony wants you to stop,” said William, thrusting harder and harder, “you fucking BLOW YOUR TOP!” his father screamed as he continued sodomising his son’s puckered little asshole with his penis. Each thrust tore at Willie’s asshole, each thrust coated William’s cock in blood. Each thrust, stirred up the shit inside Willie’s rectum and when William finally pulled his cock out of his son’s ass, Willie’s bowels moved and sprayed liquid shit all over the floor.
As a shower of faeces soaked his father’s erect cock and balls, small droplets of it ran down onto his glans. His father stroked his shit-covered dick while he looked at his son’s quivering asshole that continued to dribble shit onto the family carpet and then grabbed his son by the head.
“You shit on my floor? You suck it like a whore!” he forced his foul, shit-covered into his son’s mouth, pushing it right down to his throat.
Willie put his mouth around his father’s filthy penis, cleaning his own excrement off it with his tongue. He felt the glans go right to the back of his gullet, making him gag to the point of vomiting. Willie tried to cry out in protest, but his father continued to grip his son’s small head and continue with his relentless assault on his son’s mouth, fucking the depths of his throat with a reeking, shit-covered dick.
As William Sr fucked his son, he gazed down into the boy’s terrified eyes. For a moment, Willie thought he saw his father’s face fill with compassion – perhaps he would discontinue his merciless sexual assault on his two children and go back to being the father they had always known and loved. But instead, he slapped Willie across the face and then spat at him. “You need to become a man, Willie. You’re fucking crying? You sad, little queer fuck. By the time I have finished with you YOU WILL BE A MAN!” His father picked up speed, ravaging his son’s throat. As pressure started to build inside his father’s cock, his voice was raised to a hellish volume, “I AM A FUCKING MAN. I AM IRON WILL!”
His cock erupted inside his son’s mouth.
Vast quantities of hot, gluey semen surged all the way down Willie’s throat and into the pit of his stomach. His father’s dick produced so much cum, that Willie couldn’t swallow it fast enough and some burst out from the corners of his mouth.
William held his penis inside his son’s mouth until his entire orgasm had finished, and every droplet of cum had left his body. When he had finally finished, he slid his cock out from his son’s mouth and looked down at the mess on the floor.
“Your mother is dead,” William breathed. “I killed her.”
The two children let the news sink in as they cried bitterly, tears of terror drenching their cheeks.
“I will kill you two if you breathe a word of this to ANYONE. Understand?”
The two children nodded at their father.
“Now clean this mess up,” their father demanded, “I’ll dispose of your mother’s body.”
He walked away from them, presumably to retrieve the body of their mother from the kitchen so that he could take it out and dump it.
Willie and Sarah lay there on the ground, both covered in blood, shit and cum from their father’s merciless sexual onslaught.
They listened to their father leave and then huddled together, crying their eyes out.
In the wake of their mother’s death and their first taste of sexual abuse at the hands of their depraved, paedophilic father, Willie and Sarah spent the next few months in a catatonic state.
Being raped by their father became part of the daily routine. It was like having a bath or going to the toilet. Being fucked in the ass by his father was just another part of Willie’s daily routine.
Everything had to be ran by their father, who had insisted upon being referred to not as “Daddy” or even as “William” but as “Iron Will”.
Iron Will. It had been their father’s nickname when he fought in the cage and in the war before that. It seemed to embody the masculinity that he worked so hard to achieve. The masculinity that Willie one day began to question when he found his father dressing up in their dead mother’s old clothes and standing in front of their bedroom mirror.
Willie, who was now a young teenager, peeked through the crack in the doorway and watched as his father pranced around their bedroom in one of their mother’s frilly dresses.
“Oh Sexy Iron will, does my ass look fat in this?” his father asked his own reflection in a high-pitched voice. He flexed and twisted his hips, showing his reflection his ass and trying to hike up the dress to reveal more skin. Willie saw that he was wearing a pair of their mother’s hold-ups underneath the dress.
“You fucking bitch,” his father shifted persona to that of ‘Iron Will’, “You fucking harlot. I’ll fuck that ass and bitch-slap you to fuck.” His father thrust his own penis against the mirror, masturbating it to the sight of himself in a dress. “Oh fuck, Iron Will, your fucking cock!” he cried in his wife’s voice, “I fucking love it!” he stroked his penis harder, “YOU FUCKING WHORE I WILL FUCKING STOMP ON YOUR TITS AND BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!” his father’s persona once again took over.
Willie watched as his father ejaculated cum all over his own reflection. He fell to the ground, touching the dress all over and stroking himself.
Willie pulled back out of view and jacked off to what he had just seen.
*
Willie’s cock grew bigger every day. He was lifting weights for hours each day to build up his strength. He still took his father’s large dick in his ass almost every night after watching him sodomise his sister first.
One night though, Willie decided that he wanted a piece of his sister’s ass.
It was the usual routine; their father was fucking Sarah over the arm of the sofa. Vaginal, anal, mouth – it didn’t matter. Her holes were all used to accommodating her father’s large cock and tonight’s assault was no different.
Willie sat on the chair, waiting for their father to get his fill of Sarah. He didn’t usually stroke his cock when he watched their father perform, but for some reason, the sight of his sister’s naked little whore ass made him horny.
As his father entered the usual fast-thrusting phase where he fucked his daughter with all the force he could muster to try and bring himself to orgasm, Willie stood up and walked over to them, his own powerful arms swinging as he strode across to the copulating minotaurs.
William turned to face his son. “What do you want? It’s not your turn yet.”
“I want her,” Willie said.
William laughed, mockingly, “You aren’t man enough yet. This ass is only fit for a man.” William slid his cock out of his daughter’s pussy with a sucking sound and poised it over her anus, ready to push deep.
With a sudden burst of courage, Willie grabbed his father’s cock and squeezed it, blocking its entry to his sister’s anus, “I said, I want her.”
Willie’s father turned to face his son, anger building in his system, “When somepony tries to bl- ”
Willie drove his fist at full force into his father’s face, sending the adult minotaur reeling. Willie followed up with a second punch to his father’s stomach and then a final elbow to the face. He shoved his father’s body to the floor and stood over him, Willie’s own large cock growing erect at the sight of his father’s pain.
“I want her,” Willie said, “and I’m going to get her. And you’re not going to stop me.”
William broke into laughter, “look at my boy. Finally standing up to his old man,” he rose from the ground and took a step towards Willie.
Willie threw a punch, William blocked and retaliated with his own, hitting his son across the face. Willie was dazed by the impact of his father’s attack. His father flew into a frenzy of punches, hitting his son again and again until he had forced him into a corner.
Sarah stared in terror at the two fighting minotaurs. She didn’t know who to cheer for, because the victor, whoever he was, would be the one to rape her.
Willie put up his arms to try and ward off his father’s punches. His father jabbed around his son’s guard, hitting him in the side of his body. Kidneys, ribcage and then one punch to the face sent the younger minotaur staggering backwards.
As William walked towards his son, ready to pound the little shit into the floor, Willie picked up a chair and swung it at their father’s face. Before William even had a chance to react, the wood broke hard against his head, shattering into pieces. Splinters were driven into his flesh and great cuts were ripped from his skin. William went down from the impact of the chair.
Willie stepped forward and assaulted his father with what remained of the chair, mercilessly beating it over his head until he felt his skull begin to crack. As blood and brain fluid began to form a pool underneath his father’s shattered skull, Willie realised what he had done. He dropped the chair and breathed out deeply.
“When somepony tries to block...” he breathed, turning around to face his terrified sister, “show them that you rock.” He took a step towards Sarah.
“No, Willie!” Sarah squealed, backing away, “he’s gone! The bastard is dead! We’re free!”
“Yes,” Willie said, “and now... I...” he looked down at his powerful hands. “You are... mine.” As he walked towards his sister, her shrill screams filled the entire house.
*
Willie drove his hard cock deep into his sister’s ass. He had never felt anything like it. It was so moist, so wet and so fucking tight. He slapped her ass as hard as he could as he banged her relentlessly, ploughing through her anal cavity and packing his massive dick against the stored shit in her rectum.
“Please Willie!” his sister begged, “please stop this! You’re not your father! You’re better than this!” her tears fell in streams from her eyes, pooling in a lake underneath her face.
“OH YEAH, FUCK YEAH!” Willie cried, his sexual energy becoming his lifeblood as he fucked her in the ass mercilessly. “I’m BETTER than my father. I’m more of a man than he ever was!”
“Yes, you are!” his sister cried, “but you don’t need to do this to prove it!”
“FUCK YOU BITCH!” He bellowed as he brought his large fists down hard on her spine, snapping it in half. Sarah let out an agonized cry as she vomited blood. Her brother had broken her back with a single punch.
Her rectum gave way. Shit sprayed from her ruined rectum ejecting from the minute spaces in her anal cavity that Willie’s cock hadn’t filled. Willie continued to fuck his sister as she shat all over his dick, using her brown faeces as lube to slide his cock up deeper into her.
She vomited more and continued to cry out, but her waning cries were now little more than grotesque gurgling noises.
“You fucking bitch,” hissed Willie as he maintained his relentless brutal assault on his sister’s ass, “first you were my dad’s whore and now you’re my whore.” He pushed harder against the walls of her rectum, feeling his cock rupture inside her and slide up into her large intestine. As he continued to fuck, more shit tumbled out of his sister’s ass, piling on the floor. Shit was running into the numerous vast gashes and lesions in his sister’s slutty little rectum. She was being slowly poisoned by her own shit. She lurched forward and vomited more blood and acrid bile onto the increasingly large pool in front of her.
As Willie began to reach his climax, he was overcome by a sudden aggressive rage. He started laying into his sister, punching her in the back, chest and ribs. He gripped her horns hard and shook her head as he continued to mount her ass, forcing his expanding cock into her large intestine.
“OH YEAH OH YEAH OH FUCKING, FUCKING YEAH!” he screamed as he let his powerful orgasm shoot through his sister’s body, flooding her large intestine with his seed.
She vomited more blood and fell forward, sliding away from his gargantuan penis that was covered in blood, shit and bile.
She tried to crawl away, but her bones were shattered. Her life was fading. Her ass was completely destroyed. Her stomach groaned and she prolapsed, spilling shit out all over the floor. Her ruptured innards hung from her ruined asshole and Willie knew by the stench that she was close to death. He picked up her face and forced his cock into her mouth, fucking her face with everything he had while his sister’s life faded.
With a finger and thumb, he pulled her teeth out one by one, twisting the pale, yellow objects from her vast mouth. She barely even felt the pain as he ripped each tooth out by the root and discarded it on the ground. He punched her in the jaw several times to break it up to make his cock access easier as he continued to assault her throat.
“YOU FUCKING BITCH!” he screamed into his sister’s dying, toothless face. She continued to expel bile, shit and blood from her prolapsed ass. “I... AM... IRON WILL!”
He came once more, drowning her dying body with his explosive ejaculation.
Iron Will kept his sister’s dead body in the house for many weeks while it rotted away. He would return to it every few hours to assault it with his huge cock, ravaging her necrotic ass and using a fist to explore her insides. He cut holes in her stomach and fucked them. He gouged out her eyes and fucked the eye sockets, plunging his cock into her rotting brain.
Even when his sister’s putrefied corpse was alive with maggots, Iron Will still fucked her rotting asshole with his large cock. He pissed inside her mouth and drank his own piss from her mouth. He opened up her stomach and devoured all of her internal organs, and over a series of weeks, he kept shitting inside her opened stomach. When there was enough shit to fill out her entire body, he used the shit as a form of stuffing, turning her body into a morbid stuffed toy. After padding out her entire body with his own shit, he sewed her corpse up, so that she was a container full of his shit. Then, he dropped her out of the window of their house, so that she exploded when she hit the concrete below, showering the entire street in shit.
*
Iron Will escaped Manechester that night and fled to Manehattan, thousands of miles away. Once in Manehattan, Iron Will joined up with the Equestrian Army, where his tremendous strength and violent nature were accepted and revered by his squad mates. Each time he entered the battlefield, he cut down his opponents mercilessly, leaving no survivors.
He was quickly promoted into the Special Forces, where he undertook numerous covert operations across the globe. One of which was a Black Op in Straddle Arabia.
*
The carrier plane soared through the sky at high altitude: at over 35,000 feet, they were well above enemy radar.
Iron Will slid the ammunition clip into his SIG Sauer P226 and holstered the pistol. Sitting around him were his squad mates, the ponies who made up the core of their elite unit, Delta One-Niner.
The first was Crimson Thunder, a dark furred pegasus with a blood-red mane was their aerial recon expert. A former Wonderbolt before joining Special Forces, he was one of the fastest fliers in Equestria and one of the best close-quarter fighters Iron Will had ever worked with.
Next was Buck Chuck, a tan earth pony from Manehattan who claimed to be a demolitions expert. Iron Will had never seen him without a thick cigar in his mouth.
Finally, there was Sealing Shield, a unicorn from some hick town out west. He was surprisingly well educated and was a master of telekinesis. He was an excellent sharp shooter, and never went anywhere without his fifty calibre Arctic Warfare Magnum.
“I hope you boys are suited up,” said their pilot, through the intercom, “’cos it’s time to jump.”
Crimson Thunder rose up and lowered the plane’s ramp. A gush of air swept into the holding area as the other Special Forces operatives strapped on their jumping gear. Crimson Thunder had no need for a parachute or an oxygen mask, but the other three required at least the former and preferably the latter.
Iron Will stood next to Crimson Thunder and gave him a subtle nod. “Let’s get this over with.”
Crimson Thunder jumped first, tucking his wings against his back as he began his descent through 35,000 feet of air. Iron Will and the other two followed, leaping from the ramp and letting the air hit their bodies. They reached terminal velocity in seconds.
Crimson Thunder accelerated his falling speed. The former Wonderbolt fell with almost no resistance to his sleek body, cutting effortlessly through the air with his blade-like wings.
They were less than a few thousand feet from the ground, having fallen for almost a full three minutes when Iron Will and the two wingless ponies opened their parachutes. Their descent slowed to a measly twenty feet per second and they landed on the ground softly, half a mile from their target. Crimson Thunder was already there when they landed and had scouted the area.
“The village isn’t guarded,” said Crimson Thunder, “Target is in the only big house. Should be a cakewalk.”
Iron Will nodded and drew back the slide of his pistol, “let’s spill some guts.”
The squad advanced towards the village. There was hardly anypony out on the streets at this time of night, but the four strangers were met with curious glances from the few that were, especially the horned minotaur.
Iron Will started to sweat.
Who were all these strange looking ponies with thick moustaches and beards? Why were they staring at him? Had they never seen a minotaur before?
Just as they reached the large house they were supposed to blow up, a young foal pointed at Iron Will and called out, “OH NO IS THE DEVIL!”
“HORNED DEMON!” screamed another pony at the sight of the huge, horned beast.
Chaos erupted on the streets, a jeep full of Taliban ponies trundled through the village, firing at Iron Will and his squad with a mounted machine gun.
Iron Will, Buck and Sealing took cover behind a stack of crates while Crimson Thunder flew up into the air to draw their fire.
Rage swept over Iron Will and he ran out from behind his cover and unloaded a series of shots from his pistol at the turban wearing ponies in the jeep. He saw three skulls explode in a burst of blood when the .40 calibre slugs slammed into their heads. Ponies were running around screaming. Iron Will squeezed off more shots, gunning down innocent villagers.
He pulled around an assault rifle and unloaded it down the length of the village, hitting fleeing ponies in the backs of their legs, their flanks and stomachs. He riddled their bodies with bullets from his assault rifle.
“Somepony tells you to stop,” Iron Will said, a mad haze washing over him, “FUCKING BLOW YOUR TOP!” he unloaded his entire magazine into Crimson Thunder’s body, then turned around and annihilated both Buck and Sealing before either pony could do a thing about it.
Iron Will ran through the village, spraying bullets at the weak, turban wearing ponies.
“FUCKING RAG HEADS!” screamed Iron Will, “I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU DOWN!” He could feel his dick getting harder and harder as he saw a wounded little foal lying in the middle of the street, screaming for its mother. Iron Will scooped up the foal and drove his cock deep inside its little foal ass.
IRON WILL FUCKING PUMMELLED THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF THE FUCKING HELPLESS LITTLE FUCKING RAG HEAD TALIBAN FOAL. FUCKING IRON WILL FUCKED THE FOAL UNTIL HIS ASS SHAT BLOOD ALL OVER HIS FUCKING COCK AND THEN IRON WILL SHAT ALL OVER THE FOAL’S DIRTY FUCKING WHORE VIOLATED CORPSE.
Iron Will thrust his cock through a fucking BUILDING and fucked the building, raping its little whore fucking windows and then broke in and fucked a 3 month old little foal baby until he caved its head in with his big fucking cock.
Iron Will sprayed bullets at every fucking inferior rag head wearing pony from another race. He broke bones, shattered skulls, fucked dead bodies and anally raped innocent babies while they screamed and begged for mercy. Iron Will annihilated every fucking pony in the village until his dick became so big and hard that it was about to reach breaking point.
He took the body of a screaming foal and wrapped it around his dick. He squashed the baby foal against his huge pulsating cock, rubbing it with blood, shit and bile as it grew harder and harder until eventually, a river of cum erupted from the end of his dick, flooding the entire town in thick, juicy cum.
The town became a lake of cum and Iron Will fucking owned it. He shouted from the rooftops:
“IRON WILL FUCKING RAPES, FUCKS AND KILLS ANYTHING THAT FUCKS WITH HIM!”
He screamed some more:
“WHEN RAG HEADS CALL YOU DEVIL, SEND THE FUCKERS TO HELL!”
Iron Will realised that he was more of a man than his father had ever been. He was the biggest fucking man ever. He had the biggest dick, the biggest arms and the ability to eradicate an entire village with his dick. He was an unstoppable, merciless force of destruction that could not be beaten in combat.
So he left the army, returned to Manehattan and became a motivational speaker, teaching his father's sex mantras to other ponies to help them become more manly.
BECAUSE IRON WILL IS THE BIGGEST FUCKING MAN IN THE WHOLE FUCKING UNIVERSE.
