I got it by mail, and i can't believe you paid for it.

You are a Master Troll. I respect that. I thought drawing murdered ponies was the epitome of internet awesomeness, but you beat me at the game, point taken.

Seriously, tell me who you are, and by what eldritch inhuman being you want your fursona be raped by.

I'd oblige, for free :3

[update] Yes, it was  doppleganger, that filthy terrible monster thing. Unhappy to have commissioned parody versions of me and beefy as goddamn ponies he went the extra mile, cunningly deceiving me into giving my address with promises of chocolate, itunes gift-cards and christmas cards. About the accursed disk of evilness you sent: i'll be storing it under my porn stash, and when i'm about to die i will bind my immortal soul to it, to haunt you as an eternal arch-lich of furfag anger. You shall hear the sounds of my rusty and spiky metal dildoes clashing from under your window, you will panic but that will be too late, as retribution has finally forever come. It will be a nice eternity in hell.