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Cupcakes 2

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Created: 2023-08-15 19:15:11
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  1. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  2. >Be waking up in basement
  3. >You are groggy, and don’t remember what happened, but it’s damp and musty
  4. >Suddenly, you realize that you know this basement
  5. >You’ve been here before
  6. >Oh no
  7. >You know where this is going
  8. >You try to look on the bright side
  9. >This is just a dream, right?
  10. >The familiar pink earth pony comes bouncing into the room
  11. >Oh, Celestia, not again
  12. >”Good basement-time, sleepyhead! Are you ready for tonight’s all-natural-ingredient sourcing party?”
  13. >All your positive thoughts evaporate in expectation of what comes next
  14. >Why do you keep having this dream?
  15. “Please, no!”
  16. >You check, and sure enough, you are restrained in the same metal cuffs as you were the last four times you had this dream
  17. >You are bound to a table, with your legs spread out and your stomach exposed, with little room for you to move
  18. >As usual
  19. >This is a nightmare that you have around once every few months, and it’s easily the low-light of your life right now
  20. >”Sorry, too late for that. Ponies gotta have a good meal! Now, I have these fun ideas for us to try, we’ll see how it goes.”
  21. “Please, I beg you, don’t do this!”
  22. >It’s never worked before, but you try every time anyways
  23. >Another thing that has never worked, trying to escape
  24. >Regardless, you pull on the chains, only to find that they once again hold firm
  25. >”Are you ready for some fun? Sit still or this will hurt way more!”
  26. >She, naturally, says cheerfully
  27. >You know from experience that she’s right, so you sit still as best you can, despite the fear taking over your mind
  28. >You still yourself as she rifles through her shelves full of blades and other implements, rambling about her lack of organization
  29. >You are hyperventilating
  30. >Even in your regular nightmares, you don’t do that
  31. >You pray for Luna to pull you out of this one, even though, once again, that’s never something that happens in this kind of nightmare
  32. >By now, Pinkie has grabbed that ludicrously curved knife she always uses, and has placed it above your stomach
  33. >It’s not long, but it bends back so far that it almost folds in on itself
  34. >Wicked sharp, too
  35. >It is every time
  36. >She plunges it into your belly, above the waist, before sliding it off to the side
  37. >You can’t bear to look, but you can feel the line becoming longer as she pulls the blade across
  38. >Blood begins to flow out, cooling once it leaves your body and is exposed to the dank air
  39. >Your entire lower half feels reverberations of the pain from the deepness of the cut
  40. >It feels realer than any dream you have ever had, except for the last times you had this dream
  41. >Then, she pulls out the knife, and plunges it back in at the edge of her cut, now moving it up towards your ribcage
  42. >The blade slices through fur and flesh, down to the muscle, as it inches its way up
  43. >The agony of this second cut is almost enough to drown out the first, and it similarly bleeds profusely
  44. >You used to struggle to maintain your dignity in these dreams, but by now, you don’t care
  45. >You scream and shake at the torture being inflicted upon you, as loudly as possible, in the hopes that something happens
  46. >But, as usual, nothing does
  47. >You shut your eyes and do every mental trick you know of to try and block out the pain, but it does no good as she makes a third slice just below your ribs
  48. >Your muscles spasm under the stress of the agony
  49. >She stops carving to get another tool
  50. >You take a break from your wailing to hyperventilate, tears in your eyes
  51. >”Let’s cut to the point, hehehahahahaa OOOOOO!”
  52. >She nearly doubles over at her own joke
  53. >“Check out what I got!”
  54. >You can’t look
  55. >Your eyes are shut tightly, and your neck is forcing your head against the table
  56. >Despite this, you can feel her waving her new instrument in front of you
  57. >She spends so much time doing this that you almost start to get used to the gashes in your chest
  58. >”Well, if you’re going to be like that, I’ll just have to put something interesting in it!”
  59. >She walks back to her position at your abdomen and lifts up the flap of skin and muscle that she has cut out
  60. >A whole new kind of hurt floods you as your internal organs are exposed to the open air
  61. >Your various intestines feel like they’re being frozen and boiled at the same time
  62. >They’ve never been this intact when she’s got to this point before
  63. >A wave of nausea hits you, mingling with the multiple kinds of regular pain you’re feeling
  64. >Once again, you begin to scream
  65. >You hate this new feeling
  66. >You wish that you could hurry up and die so that you can get out of this hell
  67. >Pinkie is off muttering something
  68. >Suddenly, something ice-cold directly touches your stomach, before making its way up
  69. >It shoves past your lungs, which sends a new wave of fear through you
  70. >It stops
  71. >It wriggles around inside of you, pushing at your insides and covering your entire torso in hurt
  72. >Pinkie seems to be digging around with it
  73. >Suddenly, something clamps down on something in your chest
  74. >Whatever it is, it is the worst pain you have ever felt
  75. >You can barely hear Pinkie trying to pull it out over your own screaming and the fact that your entire mind is too busy trying to comprehend your own suffering
  76. >And yet, the pain still gets worse, and worse, and worse until suddenly, it ends
  77. >You can’t feel any pain
  78. >You can’t feel anything at all
  79. >Your eyes open on their own and fall to your legs, and you can’t move either
  80. >You can’t even move your head
  81. >Your neck just doesn’t move when you tell it to
  82. >You hear Pinkie walking
  83. >She moves in front of your limp form, with excitement in her eyes
  84. >In her smiling mouth is a pair of engraved, blood-stained metal tongs with something red in them
  85. >Something red, and pulsating
  86. >”See? Now isn’t this just the coolest?”
  87. >Dear Celestia, that’s your heart
  88. >You don’t know
  89. >You just don’t
  90. >Your vision fades to black as you faint
  91. >You open your eyes again in a rush, jolting upright
  92. >You are back in your bed
  93. >Your heart is beating extremely quickly, but it’s in your chest where it’s supposed to be
  94. >You still feel like you’ve been through something horrible, but you aren’t in any pain anymore
  95. >Finally, this nightmare is over
  96.  
  97. “If I look shaken up, that’s why. That… was my night.”
  98. >Your extremely platonic friend, Orange Swirl, just looks at you sympathetically
  99. >In fact, she seems really disturbed by your description
  100. >That’s one reason why you wanted to go to the park today
  101. “Come on, it was just a dream. I’ll get over it eventually.”
  102. >You say, hoping to cheer her up
  103. >Instead, she looks down, paws at the ground, and mumbles something
  104. “Hmm? What did you say?”
  105. >She seems even more offput
  106. >”It’s not just a dream.”
  107. >What is she talking about?
  108. “Why, what could you possibly mean by that?”
  109. >”I’ve had that dream, too.”
  110. >What
  111. >Tears are starting to form in her eyes
  112. >”Last time, she tore my wings off and did a fan dance with them while singing the Batusi”
  113. >WHAT
  114.  
  115. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  116. >Be equally confused and concerned
  117. >Another pony from around town has admitted to having the same nightmares as you and Orange Swirl
  118. >This one was the eighteenth you’ve asked, and the sixteenth who’s had them
  119. >The only exception so far was an elderly couple
  120. >Even the filly you asked has had them, much to your consternation
  121. >Behind you, Orange Swirl is trying to understand the meaning of this
  122. >To your side, some unicorn who was staying in town and had the dream is wondering what next
  123. >After he found out that he wasn’t the only one with the dream, and that it was a town-wide problem, he has started following you two around
  124. >The three of you form a circle
  125. “Alright. Most of the town’s had this dream, multiple times. What do we do?”
  126. >The unicorn (you should probably learn his name) begins
  127. >”Well, I know one thing about dream magic, so I’ll hit up the library. You two will probably want to… I don’t know, go to the mayor about this?”
  128. >Orange Swirl is up next
  129. >”I’ll go around town and tell everypony that there’s a meeting going on at town hall at sunset about these dreams.”
  130. “Alright, I’ll go and put something on the notice board that explains all this. We’ll reconvene in the front of mayor’s office shortly before sunset.”
  131.  
  132. >It is nearly sunset
  133. >You are standing in front of the town hall
  134. >Already, it looks like most of the town has shown up
  135. >This has to be some kind of curse to make everyone here have this nightmare
  136. >Orange and that unicorn are with you on the front-porch-slash-stage
  137. “You ready?”
  138. >You ask
  139. >They nod that they are
  140. >You walk up to the front door and prepare to knock
  141. >Behind you are your friend, a crowd of ponies with the same problem as you, and that unicorn, and they’ve all agreed that you should represent them
  142. >Once you do this, you can’t go back, and that’s kind of scary even though you know that what you’re doing is right
  143. >You’ve never been this important before
  144. >The door opens before you bring your hoof on it
  145. >It’s Mayor Mare
  146. >She looks nervously past you at the massive crowd and asks,
  147. >”Um, is there a problem?”
  148. “Ma’am, this town is plagued by nightmares of a specific variety. We would like you to do something about it.”
  149. >”…Nightmares? Can’t you just ask Princess Luna to deal with it?”
  150. “These are extremely vivid nightmares which Luna does not fix.”
  151. >She looks at you, pondering
  152. >”Alright… Alright. I’ll message Canterlot and ask them to send someone over. Do you have anything that can be done in the meantime?”
  153. >You don’t actually know
  154. >The unicorn steps up
  155. >”Well, these dreams are all focused on Pinkie Pie. We can try having someone sleep really close to her and see if anything changes.”
  156. “That will work?”
  157. >He shrugs
  158. >”Maybe. Nightmare curses have weird rules.”
  159. >The Mayor walks up to you and puts a hoof on your shoulder, while looking at you and Orange
  160. >”It sounds like we have a real problem here, and I want it to be solved as much as the rest of you.”
  161. >”As the first members of the Ponyville Dream Integrity Department, it is up to you two to do it. Your unicorn friend is needed with me, so that the Princesses know what’s going on. Find out what’s happening to the town.”
  162. >You and Orange reply, “Yes Ma’am” and head off to Sugercube Corner
  163.  
  164. >You are sitting in an alley opposite Sugercube Corner with Orange
  165. >You’re now realizing that you’ve been suckered into doing civil work for free
  166. >”She lives here, right?”
  167. “I think so.”
  168. >Now one of you needs to go and sleep over near there, and hopefully, whoever does it has a dream where they are violently and vividly murdered
  169. >Or at least something interesting happens
  170. “So, who’s going to do this?”
  171. >She looks at the building for a second, before saying
  172. >”I guess I will.”
  173. >How convenient
  174. >Especially since it wasn’t you
  175. >She walks up to the bakery and lays down next to it
  176. >The warm night air is actually fairly pleasant, so she seems to relax fairly easily
  177. >You watch for anything of note
  178. >After a few minutes, the unicorn from earlier comes up to you quietly
  179. >”How are things going?”
  180. “Nothing’s happened yet, but she looks asleep to me.”
  181. >”Cool. We’ve sent for some augers and other specialists. They’ll be here tomorrow morning.”
  182. >He looks at the sleeping, tan pony
  183. >”You know, that’s a real nice piece of ass you’ve got yourself.”
  184. “She’s not my marefriend. Besides, it’s a bit big, don’t you think?”
  185. >”An ass that’s too big?”
  186. >He looks at you directly
  187. >“What are you, gay?”
  188. “No, I’ve liked plenty of mare asses. You see…”
  189.  
  190. >An hour and a half later, your conversation has not ended
  191. >You have had your mind opened to just how intricate pony asses can be
  192. >”I’m telling you, you can’t get that good roundness without a certain amount of ass. Look at whatstername… Orange Swirl, for example.”
  193. >He motions in her direction and looks
  194. >He stops
  195. >You follow his eyes to see why
  196. >Sure enough, she’s nowhere to be seen
  197. >You both stand up and walk on over
  198. >You see some scuff marks on the ground
  199. >The unicorn sees them too, and you follow them around to the unlocked front door of the bakery
  200. >”I’m getting help. Look around here.”
  201. >He says, before walking away
  202. >You are now alone, trespassing in the closed store
  203. >The lights are off, and it’s nearly silent
  204. >You sneak around as best you can
  205. >As you move, you feel that a portion of the floorboards is loose
  206. >You can hear something odd coming from underneath
  207. >You paw at it for a while, until your hoof finally gains a grip on something, causing a number of boards to be lifted up
  208. >The noise sounds like… screaming?
  209. >You can barely make out some stairs down
  210. >You descend them, finding yourself face to face with a hallway of foam tubes
  211. >At least, that’s what it feels like as you tentatively brush past them
  212. >It’s pitch-black down here
  213. >As you maneuver, you can hear the noise getting louder
  214. >It’s definitely somepony screaming
  215. >How long is this hallway?
  216. >Eventually, there’s some light
  217. >You see that you’ve been walking through pool noodles suspended from the ceiling
  218. >The screaming is louder now, and clearly coming from somepony in trouble
  219. >Despite that, you can’t convince yourself to move faster
  220. >You begin to hear a second voice
  221. >You can’t make it out, but it sounds kind of like Pinkie
  222. >You finally break through the last of the pool noodles, into a familiar dark, dank basement
  223. >It’s exactly how it is in your nightmares
  224. >Except this time, you’re in a part of the room that you’ve never seen because you couldn’t look far down enough
  225. >There is a pony on the table, and another dancing around in some sort of cloak
  226. >”The Royal Guard called me a felon…”
  227. >”But I said I could kill for some watermelon…”
  228. >The second pony is doing a terrible, squeaky-voiced Zecora impression
  229. >The pony on the table has an odd red coat
  230. >It has clear sections of lines that go in the same direction, and at either end of the lines are white caps
  231. >It also has numerous bulges, and certain sections thicken or thin as the victim struggles
  232. >There is a thin layer of blood covering her and the table, and drops of it hit the floor often
  233. >Upon closer inspection, she has no coat, those are her muscles
  234. >Her real coat is being worn by the second figure in the room
  235. >It’s Orange Swirl’s coat
  236. >THAT’S ORANGE SWIRL ON THE TABLE
  237. >You become unsteady as your legs desperately try to fail you
  238. >In your struggle to stay upright, you fall to the side and begin leaning against one of the walls
  239. >Distracted by the noise, the pony wearing Orange Swirl’s coat turns around to face you
  240. >It’s Pinkie Pie, covered in blood and with stripes of black frosting on her face
  241. >”Hey, you’re not supposed to be here for another few months!”
  242. >She shouts over the cries of Orange Swirl
  243. >You are too shocked to respond
  244. “Wh… wha…”
  245. >“WHAT IN CELESTIA’S NAME IS GOING ON!?”
  246. >You look and see the unicorn with a few friends
  247. >”Hey, wait a second! This is getting out of hand!”
  248. >Pinkie shouts before a scuffle ensues and the group drags her out, leaving a few strangers with you
  249. >You push to stand up, and rush to Orange’s side as best you can
  250. >Her entire body, except for her head and near her hooves, has been skinned
  251. >She seems almost pale from blood loss, and her thrashing has left one of her leg muscles only attached at one end
  252. “Uh, what do I do!?”
  253. >You shout at the others in the room
  254. >They gesture that they don’t know, and back off
  255. >”KILL ME!”
  256. >Orange shouts before continuing to scream in pain
  257. >In a hurry, you reach for the nearest deadly object, that curved knife, that was left on the table
  258. >Grasping it in between your two front hooves, you raise it up over her head and bring it down
  259. >There’s a sickening squelch as the blade cuts through her left eye, deeper and deeper until it hits her brain
  260. >But Orange Swirl is no longer screaming
  261. >Now, she is weakly spasming, and has a vacant look in her remaining eye
  262. >You sit on your haunches
  263. >You are shaking
  264. >You feel cold and emptiness permeating your very being
  265. >One of your best friends is dead, and you killed her
  266. >You aren’t sure whether this is better or worse than the nightmares
  267. >The strangers leave the room entirely, not knowing how to handle this at all
  268. >You don’t know how long it is, but eventually some medical ponies are shown in by the unicorn
  269. >They also don’t know what to do with the now-still form of Orange Swirl
  270. >One puts a blanket on you and leads you out
  271.  
  272. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  273. >Be just waking up
  274. >You are propped up against one of the walls of the town hall, still wrapped in your blanket
  275. >You can hardly believe that last night happened
  276. >Was it another dream?
  277. >The unicorn walks out of the building
  278. “Hey”
  279. >”Oh, you’re awake. Hey.”
  280. >He sits next to you
  281. >He gets himself comfortable
  282. >After a while, he says
  283. >”You know, last night was rough, but you did the right thing.”
  284. >You grunt
  285. >It doesn’t feel like you did, but you don’t know what you were supposed to do
  286. >You still appreciate what he’s trying to say, though
  287. >The two of you sit there, looking off into the sunrise
  288. “You know, I don’t think I ever got your na-“
  289. >”Hold on, what?”
  290. >He says, looking at a figure running up to you
  291. >It’s a tan-coated mare with an orange mane
  292. >You are at a loss for words
  293. >She is panting when she comes up to you
  294. >”Oh, you would not believe what happened last night! It worked!”
  295. >By Celestia and Luna and the entire Royal Family, it’s Orange Swirl
  296. >How is she alive?
  297. >The unicorn has stood up
  298. >”What’s going on?”
  299. >He shouts
  300. >”Something interesting happened!”
  301. >She replies
  302. >”I was having another one of those dreams, where I was being skinned alive by Pinkie, but this time, you two and some others came and pulled her out!”
  303. >She looks at you
  304. >”You even put me out of my misery so that it ended early!”
  305. >You and the unicorn look at each other, and back at her
  306. “Was she using your skin to do a racist caricature of Zecora?”
  307. >She is shocked by this
  308. >”Well… yes! How did you know?”
  309. “Pinkie’s in the police station… with your body.”
  310. >“Wait, WHAT?”
  311. >The unicorn chimes in
  312. >”Yeah, that wasn’t a dream, it really happened. How are you alive? Last I saw you was half an hour ago, you had a knife hoof-deep in your eye.”
  313. >She backs off with uncertainty
  314. >She sputters out
  315. >”But it has to have been a dream! I’m alive! I woke up in my bed ten minutes ago!”
  316. “Yeah, we see that you’re alive!”
  317. >The three of you look around awkwardly for a bit
  318. >Eventually, you break the silence
  319. “We need to tell the mayor about this”
  320. >The other two mutter in agreement
  321. >The unicorn says
  322. >”I can handle it. You should probably go home and take the day off.”
  323. “Haven’t you been awake all night?”
  324. >”I’ll be fine, it’s just a few minutes more. You’re the one who’s really been through something.”
  325. >Well, you won’t complain
  326. >You get up and head home
  327.  
  328. >The rest of the day is spent getting over last night
  329. >The night, is, too
  330. >Mostly, you sit in bed and stare at the ceiling, or sleep
  331. >You do get to catch up on the latest Daring Do novel, which is nice
  332. >By afternoon of the next day, however, you are in much better shape
  333. >It’s good, too, since you get something in the mail
  334. >It’s a letter from Orange Swirl asking you to meet in front of the police station
  335. >You go there, and meet up with her
  336. >She looks awkward and uncomfortable as you approach
  337. “Hey, you wanted to talk to me?”
  338. >”Yeah. First off, about the other night…
  339. >”…I was hoping to find some way to say this without it being weird, but that’s not happening. Thanks for killing me.”
  340. >You shift uncomfortably
  341. “Yeah, that’s really bizarre to think about. I’m just glad that you, uh… survived dying?”
  342. >”I don’t know. Anyways, that’s not why I asked you to be here. They think that I survived because the curved knife is magical, but they don’t know how to test it without killing somepony.”
  343. >You suspect you know where this is going
  344. >You don’t like it
  345. “Alright, why am I here?”
  346. >She seems frustrated at herself, but eventually, she manages to get out
  347. >”I’m going to be that test subject.”
  348. >Your heart skips a beat
  349. “But why!?”
  350. >”I don’t know! It just feels like something I have to do. It’s just important to me in some way. That’s why I had you come over.”
  351. >Wow, she grew a sense of duty over this?
  352. “What am I supposed to do!?”
  353. >”Just… I’ve died in unfamiliar company in those dreams something like six times. Whether I survive this or not, I don’t want to go it alone.”
  354. >You pace around for a little bit
  355. >This is so… wrong, but you can’t figure out any reason why
  356. >Maybe this whole situation is one big error
  357. >She is your friend, though, and someone has to do it
  358. >You suppose that you wouldn’t want to be on your own in that situation either
  359. “I’ll do it.”
  360. >She runs up and hugs you
  361. >”Thank you”
  362. >She says, with tears in her eyes
  363. “No problem.”
  364. >She leads you into the station
  365. >”Hello, we’d like to test the magic knife from my murder case.”
  366. >The policepony behind the desk (up until recently, one of two in the entire town) looks at you two
  367. >He is unsure why anypony, you two most of all, are taking them up on this
  368. >Eventually, he says
  369. >”Uh… Alright. Just remember where the body is so that you can tell us.”
  370. >Before pulling up an evidence box with the curved knife in it
  371. >Swirl picks it up in one of her wings
  372. >The two of you walk back outside
  373. “So, you have anywhere in mind?”
  374. >”I do. Hey, mind holding this? It’s kind of heavy”
  375. “Sure”
  376.  
  377. >You are in the park
  378. >The same park that you were in two days ago, when you learned that other ponies were having the same dreams as you
  379. >It’s quiet save for the leaves in the wind, and there are no others around
  380. >Recent events have left a sour taste in everypony’s mouths, and most have stayed home
  381. >She looks out over a small pond, before saying
  382. >”Shall we begin?”
  383. >You take the knife out of your mouth and put it in your wrist
  384. “I’m ready when you are.”
  385. >She seems a bit embarrassed
  386. >”I’m still a virgin, you know.”
  387. >You suspect you know where this is going
  388. >Again
  389. >This time, you’re not sure how you feel about it yet
  390. >”I know you’re already doing a lot for me but… can you help me out on this, too? Just in case this goes bad?”
  391. “Really?”
  392. >You say in a disappointed tone
  393. >She pauses for a second
  394. >She wiggles her flank at you
  395. >”Come on, you know you want to.”
  396. >You can already feel yourself becoming erect
  397. >You know what, you’ve had an awful time these last few days
  398. >You might as well get something out of it
  399. “Yeah, I want to.”
  400. >She smiles at you before laying down, rear in the air
  401. >Well, here goes nothing
  402. >You move up behind her, maneuvering your dick into her
  403. >It slips in easily with a slight squish
  404. >Inside of her is soft and warm
  405. >It’s actually really nice
  406. >You push your way in, your front hooves straddling her
  407. >You could swear that she squeaks slightly
  408. >You begin to thrust in, and out
  409. >Her insides rub against you, exciting you something fierce
  410. >They excite her too
  411. >You can hear her trying to stay quiet
  412. >She is shaking slightly
  413. “How you liking it?”
  414. >You struggle to say
  415. >Your motions and the strong feelings and sensations are overwhelming, and it’s becoming hard to think straight
  416. >”Use me!”
  417. >You think you know what she means
  418. “Well, if you insist”
  419. >You thrust harder and harder
  420. >She begins to bounce roughly against you as you go from tapping her to pounding her
  421. >And the noises
  422. >They get downright violent
  423. >Your rougher style is actually even more exciting than you imagined
  424. >Something about the fact that she’s enjoying you using her makes it so much hotter
  425. >You are really liking this
  426. >Hell, you could get used to this
  427. >She’s trying to be quiet, but that’s not what she’s actually doing
  428. >She’s moaning with pleasure
  429. >You pound her even harder and faster
  430. >Your body summons all of its energy to keep you pounding her
  431. >You are losing yourself in the strain and enjoyment of keeping the pace up
  432. >Your dick starts to feel that strange way it does right before you blow your load
  433. >You unknowningly get a better grip on the knife, still held in your wrist
  434. >She jolts up with her front legs, so that her head is just below yours
  435. >She shouts, “Kill me! Kill me now!”
  436. >You jam the knife into her neck and wrench it out the side
  437. >Blood shoots out in a massive spray across the hill
  438. >Something bestial awakens in you, and you cum better than you even knew you could
  439. >She gurgles and collapses, causing you to spurt into her even harder
  440. >You groan loudly at the sensation
  441. >Juices from her vagina spray out and coat the insides of your rear legs
  442. >The intensity of your orgasm, mixed with the fact that you were still a little out of it, causes you to collapse on the ground once you finish
  443. >The world is a pleasurable haze for a few seconds before you slowly come back to reality
  444. >You are in the park with Orange Swirl
  445. >You are spooning her, with your softening dick still inside of her, cum from both of you flowing out
  446. “That… that was amazing!”
  447. >You say
  448. >You don’t hear a response
  449. >Her right wing, the one not buried under the two of you, unnaturally extends and then folds back up
  450. >Her body is spasming occasionally
  451. >You lean up and look over her
  452. >She’s fucking dead
  453. >There’s a massive hole in her throat that is still leaking copious amounts of blood
  454. >Trails of it snake their way through the grass when they haven’t stained it outright
  455. >What the fuck is wrong with you
  456. >You actually just murdered your friend for sexual thrills
  457. >You look back
  458. >Her eyes are rolled back
  459. >She has a massive grin on her face, even though her mouth is splattered with blood
  460. >So she enjoyed it too
  461. >This is still the most fucked thing imaginable and you hate yourself for doing it
  462. >When you tell everypony what happened, you are going to leave out the part where you were the one who killed her, and you did it while having sex with her
  463. >Yeah, that’s what you’re going to do
  464. >That, and prey to Celestia that she comes back to life again
  465. >Fuck, just… fuck
  466.  
  467. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  468. >It’s the next day
  469. >Sure enough, Orange Swirl came back to life
  470. >As you and the unicorn are on your way to the town hall to help discuss the next step, she once again runs up to you
  471. >This time, she’s a lot less excited
  472. >”I’m back”
  473. >She says flatly
  474. >She looks directly at you
  475. >She seems as if she now watches your debased relationship with disdain and some fear
  476. >You do too, so you don’t blame her
  477. >The unicorn makes a big show of willingly ignoring the tension
  478. >And blunders into an even more awkward question
  479. >”So how does dying quickly with a friend compare to being tortured to death?”
  480. >Swirl is taken aback by his directness
  481. >”Wh- H- Can you not be so direct?”
  482. >”No.”
  483. >Swirl digs in
  484. >”Listen, dying is still really, really bad, no matter how you do it. Being so explicit about it is going to make ponies uncomfortable, even if they can actually answer that question!”
  485. >You decide to ignore that she dodged the entire question since your kind of glad she did
  486. >The unicorn relents
  487. >”Alright, point taken.”
  488. >“Good. Now, I was busy or… not around… for all of yesterday. What’s happening?”
  489. >“Well, Pinkie has more or less stated that the dreams weren’t prophetic or anything, they were all real events that were just undone by the magic knife…”
  490. >”She has also said that a lot of her sweets used humors instead of sugar”
  491. >There was a longer version, but you weren’t involved
  492. >Swirl has a question
  493. >”Humors? Like, jokes?”
  494. >”No, bodily humors.”
  495. >Swirl is deflated
  496. >”Oh.”
  497. >”Yeah. As thematic as it would be, Pinkie called them ‘spleen powder’ when she described them…
  498. >”…She probably thinks that ‘excessive epigrammatic humors’ is what it’s called when you kick a stallion in the nuts too hard.”
  499. “What are ‘epigermanic humors’, though?”
  500. >”I have no idea either, but they aren’t a kind of joke.”
  501. “Anyways, there’s a meeting about what to do going on just inside. We were waiting for you to show up.”
  502. >Swirl states
  503. >”How nice of you all”
  504.  
  505. >You are sitting in the town hall
  506. >Much of the rest of the town and the local government are also here
  507. >Conspicuously, the mayor is not, citing “Didn’t get elected in a small town to deal with politically-important serial killers”
  508. >The lead speaker, who’s that unicorn because he’s been taking the initiative this whole time, opens the floor
  509. >”Now that Orange Swirl has returned alive for the second time, it is known that the curved knife really does bring those it kills back to life…”
  510. >”…Where do we go from here?”
  511. >Ponies speak up, raising concerns or making suggestions, as the unicorn moderates it
  512. >The diverse topics include what to do with Pinkie, what this means for the town, and other issues
  513. >You and Orange add very little except looking like you are deeply affected by these events
  514. >You actually were deeply affected, so it’s not hard
  515. >Ponies talk back and forth for hours
  516. >You find it hard to follow, not least because it’s mostly boring legal stuff
  517. >The town’s lawyer and two police take up most of the time arguing what exactly Pinkie’s crime was
  518. >It’s not murder since everypony survived
  519. >It’s not assault since everypony died
  520. >Eventually, a break is called
  521. >There are the best snacks and refreshments that the town can offer on twelve hours’ notice, while its best baker is in jail
  522. >At the buffet tables, there’s hay products like hay fries and hay burgers, and there’s plain fruits and vegetables
  523. >There’s also a large number of pastries from Sugercube Corner, which is what you are drawn to
  524. >Mostly because everypony else is avoiding them
  525. >Also, you’re not going to let thoughts of your own mortality stop you from eating poorly
  526. >Orange Swirl walks up to you as you’re picking out your favorite small cake
  527. >You turn to her
  528. “Oh, I have something petty to ask you.”
  529. >”Something petty, huh?”
  530. “Well, I guess it’s important to us… When you said that death is always bad, no matter how it happens to you, does that include what we did yesterday?”
  531. >She sighs
  532. >”I’ve been trying to answer that question myself ever since I realized that that actually happened.”
  533. “Has an answer jumped out at you?”
  534. >”No. The only thing more horrifying than what I… what we did what we did is the fact that I think we both enjoyed it.”
  535. >You have nothing to say to that
  536. >There’s a brief silence
  537. >The unicorn walks over
  538. >”Hey, how are you liking the sweets?”
  539. “I don’t know, I haven’t tried one yet”
  540. >You pick up a particularly appetizing cupcake
  541. >”You should. The couple who made these, the Cakes I think, did them all overnight. They wanted to apologize for sheltering a serial murderer-or-assaulter for all those years.”
  542. >He picks up a random thing, a cake pop, for himself
  543. >”They’re good ponies. If we all eat some, it will go a long way towards helping them be forgiven for this mess.”
  544. >You appreciate the higher moral reason for eating sweets
  545. >Swirl picks one up, too
  546. >You all take bites of yours
  547. >This cupcake is strange, and not in a good way
  548. >It’s more like sugar-glue on sugar-bread than anything
  549. >They don’t compare to the cupcakes you’ve been having for as long as you can remember
  550. >You can see Swirl grimacing
  551. >She thinks that they’re as wrong as you do
  552. >The unicorn seems perfectly unaffected
  553. >”Eh, they’re alright”
  554. >He says
  555. >Your facial expressions draw in other ponies, who want to see what’s going on
  556. >They start to take baked sweets for themselves
  557. >Cupcakes, mini-cakes, the whole lot
  558. >They share them around to try and show each other how bizarre and nasty they are
  559. >Hushed voices ask what’s wrong with the sweets to make them taste like that
  560. >The unicorn is becoming confused
  561.  
  562. >You are laying on the floor
  563. >Somehow, you have stomach cramps that cover your entire torso
  564. >Half of the hall is out of commission because of those
  565. >The other half is outside, throwing up
  566. >A few unlucky sods didn’t make it all the way out the door before purging
  567. >The entire room is filled with pained groans and worse
  568. >There are a handful of ponies who didn’t eat any of the baked goods hanging around
  569. >You have no idea where Orange Swirl went
  570. >The unicorn is walking around, comparatively unaffected, trying to figure out what’s gone wrong
  571. >”Come on! Those were perfectly fine!”
  572. >Somepony across the room is busy loudly having diarrhea
  573. >The meeting is, for all intents and purposes, adjourned
  574.  
  575. >The next day, most ponies are back
  576. >Now, they’re more annoyed than serious
  577. >”I can’t believe that we’re going to lose cupcakes over this!”
  578. >”This room still smells just like it did at the end of yesterday.”
  579. >”My intestines feel like they’re tied in a knot, which is an improvement.”
  580. >The unicorn takes up position on the stage
  581. >”I don’t understand what’s with you all! That’s what rustic pastries are like.”
  582. >A pony stands up and shouts
  583. >”Including the part where everyone who eats them becomes ill?”
  584. >”Yeah! That’s why pastries are desserts!”
  585. >The room gets into an uproar
  586. >More than one time, you have had Sugarcube Corner pastries as an entire meal
  587. >Once, you even went to a party where that was all anypony ate for six hours
  588. >It suddenly dawns on your that a bunch of the ponies there were probably eating parts of themselves
  589. >You’re still really miffed, though, so you help in the shouting
  590. >The unicorn talks with the law enforcement ponies, who are on stage with him
  591. >One of the town’s policeponies bangs his baton against the wall while shouting
  592. >”Order! Order!”
  593. >Everyone settles down
  594. >The unicorn speaks up
  595. >”Alright. I see that that’s very important to you, and I understand.”
  596. >You don’t know if he’s being sarcastic or not
  597. >”We will agree to reduce Pinkie Pie’s sentence from life imprisonment excepting Element of Harmony duties…”
  598. >”…To life house arrest excepting Element of Harmony duties and employment duties IF…”
  599. >He looks around
  600. >”…And only IF, there are volunteers willing to help with ingredient procurement.”
  601. >He sits back
  602. >His point is made
  603. >Surely, no creature wants to go through that process repeatedly, right?
  604. >You think back to two days ago
  605. >Oh yeah
  606. >Well, Orange Swirl isn’t here, so still
  607. >A hoof raises in the crowd
  608. >The unicorn points to the owner to speak
  609. >”I’ll do it!”
  610. >It’s a mare you don’t know
  611. >The unicorn rolls his eyes
  612. >”I said volunteerS, plural.”
  613. >A number of hooves shoot up
  614. >The unicorn mutters something under his breath and calls them to him
  615. >Five mares and a stallion stand on the stage with the unicorn and other law enforcement notables
  616. >Orange Swirl has entered the room, and sits next to you
  617. >”Did I miss anything?”
  618. “Yeah, but I’ll explain the full version of what happened later”
  619. >”Hmm.”
  620. “Long story short, turns out that cupcakes are really bad if you get them outside of this town”
  621. >“Oh. Ouch.”
  622. “Yeah. Anyways, if you want to be a volunteer for us to keep having Pinkie-style cupcakes, you might have your chance.”
  623. >”Why would I want that?”
  624. “Why would you want what you and I did the other day in the park?”
  625. >She seems annoyed at you for bringing it up, but can’t say anything
  626. >You both go back to watching the proceedings
  627. >The unicorn is really annoyed at the volunteers
  628. >He throws his hooves up
  629. >”Alright, fine! We’ll see if you really mean it!”
  630. >He points at one of the mares
  631. >”You, stay here! Everyone else, this meeting is adjourned”
  632. >Ponies start to get up and leave
  633. >”Cherry, Orange, you two stay here also!”
  634. >You two go up to where he is
  635. >Once all the others have filtered out, you make your way up to the stage
  636. >The only ponies left are you, Orange, the unicorn, and a blue earth pony mare
  637. >The unicorn speaks up
  638. >”Alright, whatsername here thinks that she is willing to be killed repeatedly so that the town has better pastries. I want you two to take her down, give her a round with Pinkie, and see if she still wants that.”
  639. “Hey, why us?”
  640. >”Because I only know two ponies in this town well enough to know they’re dependable, and it’s you two.”
  641. >Man, being involved with things really sucks
  642.  
  643. >You’re in the town jail
  644. >It’s a good thing that nopony’s committed any crimes recently, because the only cell is full
  645. >There’s you and the blue mare, with Pinkie, all in the small room
  646. >Orange and a guard are standing outside
  647. >In case Pinkie gets out of hoof and attacks you, their job is to run in, take her knife, and stab all three of you to death with it so that you come back to life later
  648. >Working around that magic knife is fun
  649. >The unicorn is somewhere nearby, but you don’t know where
  650. >There’s nothing in the room except for a bed
  651. >With some clever maneuverings, Pinkie has managed to secure the mare to the bed
  652. >It did take some partial disassembly, which you helped with, but now her legs are routed through the metal bars at the foot, and are too wide to be pulled back through
  653. >Her left hoof is tied with sheets to those bars, so that she can’t move except to touch herself
  654. >When you questioned how Pinkie thought of all this except on short notice, she gave you some nonsense about “always planning your next party”
  655. >Now, she has her knife, and her subject is strapped down
  656. >You are sitting in the corner
  657. “You are sure about this, right?”
  658. >”Yeah, I’m sure”
  659. >The mare responds
  660. “Alright. Pinkie… do your thing.”
  661. >Pinkie’s squeaky voice responds
  662. >”WITH PLEASURE! Now sit back and watch a master at work!”
  663. >”But where to start… hmm…”
  664. >…
  665. >”HMMM”
  666. >…
  667. >”HMMMMMM!”
  668. >The mare speaks up
  669. >”Uh, the leg that isn’t tied down?”
  670. >“WHY, GREAT IDEA! I WISH I’D THOUGHT OF IT MYSELF!”
  671. >Pinkie shouts, before hooking the curved blade around where the mare’s right foreleg meets her body
  672. >She then jams it in
  673. >The mare screams through gritted teeth, but it looks like her other hoof isn’t trying to stop Pinkie
  674. >Pinkie begins to stab the knife into her shoulder, before wrenching it up and pulling it out
  675. >The mare bleeds profusely at this, but begins to touch herself
  676. >You take that as a sign that she isn’t regretful
  677. >Pinkie stabs in and pulls it out, again and again, in a complete circle
  678. >She sticks the knife into the canyon she’s made and runs it back and forth to clear all the remaining flesh and muscle away
  679. >She speaks over the mare’s screams, saying
  680. >”Now, I’ve learned the hard way…”
  681. >She winks at you
  682. >You look down
  683. >Sure enough, you are more aroused than you realized at this
  684. >”…That, at this stage, you can just pull the leg out of its socket if you do it right.”
  685. >”But that’s boring!”
  686. >Pinkie rears up and twists
  687. >She dramatically falls to the side, with only one leg holding her up
  688. >Her forelegs are bent ahead of her to take the punishment of landing on the limp, outstretched leg of the mare
  689. >The force of her elbow-dropping it is too much for the mare’s shoulder to handle
  690. >There’s a loud pop as the leg becomes completely detached and falls to the floor
  691. >It, and Pinkie on top of it, land in the puddle of blood that has pooled under the bed
  692. >The mare screams even louder, but is masturbating even more furiously
  693. >Pinkie laughs as blood from the mare’s new stump pours onto her
  694. >Your erection is throbbing at this point
  695. >Pinkie looks at you and laughs
  696. >”You look like you need a hoof there!”
  697. >She gets up and throws the bloody, severed leg to you
  698. >”Get to it, I have more work to do!”
  699. >It takes you a second to understand what she meant
  700. >You begin to rub the lifeless leg against your dick
  701. >It’s still warm, and the layer of fresh blood makes it even softer than normal
  702. >It’s far better than your own hoof
  703. >The mare looks like she’s of the same mind
  704. >Although, those spasms could be pain-induced and not pleasure induced
  705. >But there is something spraying out of her marehood
  706. >Pinkie turns back to the mare and says,
  707. >”What’s next?”
  708. >The mare struggles to stop screaming
  709. >It takes a few seconds, but eventually, she is able to say
  710. >”M.. my h… h… hind le-e… eg”
  711. >”Good idea! Let’s put in some legwork!”
  712. >She begins cutting into the mare’s hips, carving out another trench
  713. >The mare shrieks even louder, and impotently waves her bloody stump
  714. >her other hoof is feverishly rubbing herself, however
  715. >Pinkie finishes cutting around the second limb
  716. >Now, blood is dripping off the sides and the foot of the bed
  717. >She goes to the back of the bed, where the mare’s legs are hanging off
  718. >She sticks the entire blade into the ankle for grip
  719. >She then places her hind legs against the bed and pulls, lifting herself entirely off the ground to get more leverage
  720. >The leg flies out with another pop
  721. >Pinkie drops onto the floor with the leg in her hooves
  722. >She picks it up in her mouth and walks back to the side of the bed
  723. >She puts the thinnest part of the leg in the screaming mare’s mouth, muffling her
  724. >”As much as I love this, I can’t STAND all the screaming!”
  725. >She then takes a few seconds to laugh at her own joke
  726. >The mare is bleeding from two missing limbs
  727. >Blood covers the floor
  728. >Although the leg you’re holding has stopped bleeding, blood still covers your dick
  729. >The mare’s screaming begins to quiet down
  730. >Pinkie’s coat is almost entirely red
  731. >You are touching yourself with a severed limb covered in blood
  732. >You are covered in blood
  733. >All of these things merge together in your mind
  734. >Before you know it, you’re cumming
  735. >Spurts of semen launch into the air
  736. >They miss your body, but cover the dismembered leg and mix with the blood on the ground
  737. >It’s not as intense as your day with Orange, but it’s still the second best orgasm you’ve ever had
  738. >It feels so good to be on the other side of this kind of operation
  739. >Once you come down, you realize that the mare has fallen silent
  740. >Blood is no longer coming from the places her limbs used to go
  741. >She isn’t moving at all
  742. >She’s dead
  743. >Her hoof is still as far into her marehood as it will go
  744. >Her dismembered leg is still in her mouth
  745. >”Hey! We’re done!”
  746. >Pinkie calls out
  747. >You suddenly realize that the mare’s missing foreleg is covered in your semen
  748. >Your dick is covered in blood
  749. >A bunch of ponies are about to enter the cell and see this
  750. >Oh shit
  751.  
  752. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  753. >You have just discovered that there is nowhere convenient to hide an entire severed limb in this cell
  754. >The unicorn steps in with trepidation
  755. >He immediately steps in the puddle of blood that coats the entire floor
  756. >His hesitancy is gone
  757. >”Sweet Celestia, what happened in here!?”
  758. >The blue mare is lying dead on the bed
  759. >Her right foreleg is on the floor, and her right hindleg is in her mouth
  760. >Her left foreleg is reaching into her own snatch, and her left hindleg is wedged in the bedframe
  761. >The bed and the floor, as well as you and Pinkie and much of the walls, are covered in blood
  762. “She enjoyed herself… twice.”
  763. >He starts off shocked, but turns into a grimace
  764. >He tries to put his head in one of his hooves, but stops as soon as he realizes that he’s smearing blood on his face
  765. >”Nnngh… gross…”
  766. >He tries to flick the blood off his hoof and clean off his face
  767. >He just ends up spreading it around annoyedly
  768. >Pinkie bounds up to him, splashing blood on his legs
  769. >”So does this mean I can go now?”
  770. >”Sure! Fine!”
  771. >She begins bounding her way out
  772. >You see that Swirl and the guard are looking in from the other side of the door
  773. >”Oh, I almost forgot!”
  774. >Pinkie kicks the bed and it falls into all its component pieces
  775. >She takes the body and puts it on her back, letting the dismembered leg fall onto the ground
  776. >”You know, this is utterly deranged”
  777. >The unicorn says, trying to look away
  778. >”I can’t hear you, I left the oven on five days ago!”
  779. >Pinkie says as she bounds out of the room with the corpse>The unicorn groans with disgust before turning to you
  780. >”You’re sure that the victim was into it?”
  781. “Yeah, I am.”
  782. >He looks down in thought, but catches sight of something
  783. >It’s a white blob mixed in with the blood
  784. >He follows a trail of them to the severed foreleg
  785. >With his horn, he magically picks it up and looks at it
  786. >He notices that one side has a bunch of the white stuff on it, stuck to the fur
  787. >You desperately try to keep a straight face
  788. >You can feel yourself failing
  789. >”Heavens, I don’t even know what this stuff is”
  790. >He mumbles under his breath before looking to you
  791. >You are very obviously guilty
  792. >Something snaps inside of him
  793. >His magic fails, and it drops to the floor, splashing blood
  794. >He looks at the door, seeing the spectators back off
  795. >Then he turns back to you, a fire in his eyes and a frown on his face
  796. >”WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, DUDE!?”
  797. >”IS EVERYONE IN THIS TOWN A FUCKING PSYCOPATH?”
  798. >”IN THE NAME OF THE MOON, THE SUN, AND THE… HOLY SHIT, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?”
  799. “…I live the life I love and I love the life I live?”
  800. >”AAAAARRGGH!”
  801. >He storms out of the room, trailing bloody hoofprints on top of the ones Pinkie was leaving
  802. >Well, he didn’t kill you
  803. >You look around
  804. >He also didn’t take the magic knife, which is on the bed
  805. >You should probably pick that up
  806. >You stand up and prepare to leave
  807. >As you get your bearings, you notice that there is somehow even blood on the ceiling
  808. >You take in that every surface is covered in blood, that there are two severed limbs on the floor, and that the bed is in pieces and soaked with multiple bodily fluids
  809. >You are glad that you don’t have to clean this room up
  810.  
  811. >You are sitting at home, after cleaning yourself up
  812. >You got some wonderful looks from the townsponies as you walked around splattered in blood
  813. >It’s all good though, since you’re spotless now
  814. >It took forever
  815. >Dried blood is a massive pain to get out of fur
  816. >You’re sitting in your favorite chair, letting the post-bath relaxation take you
  817. >There’s a knock on the door
  818. >You get up and walk over
  819. >It’s Orange Swirl
  820. “Hi. What brings you here?”
  821. >She seems uncomfortable
  822. >”Mind if I come inside?”
  823. “Sure.”
  824. >She enters the living room and sits in your favorite chair
  825. >Damnit
  826. >You sit in your other chair, right next to her
  827. “So, what can I do you for?”
  828. >”Normally, I would make a joke, but…”
  829. >Oh, this is going to be good
  830. >”Remember how I wasn’t sure about whether I liked our… time in the park, or not?”
  831. >Ooooooh, this is going to be good
  832. “Yeah?”
  833. >“Well, I heard what that one mare was doing with Pinkie, and… I want to try again. See if it’s more obvious this time, you know?”
  834. >Cherry’s getting that puss tonight
  835. >Cherry’s getting that puss tonight
  836. “Alright. Um… anything in particular, or same as last time?”
  837. >She gets downright embarrassed
  838. >”I had an idea…”
  839. “Yes?”
  840. >”What if you… cut a hole just below my ribs, and used that?”
  841. >She motions to the center of her belly
  842. >”It might be kind of hot…”
  843. >You smirk
  844. “I think you already know if you enjoy it”
  845. >She sputters
  846. >”I really don’t want to find out I have a fetish for being dead, alright? Now, when should we do this, because I can guess that you’re looking forwards to it!”
  847. >You reach over to the end table and bat around the knife before finally managing to get it in your wrist
  848. >You hold it up triumphantly
  849. “How about right now?”
  850. >She now seems regular confused
  851. >”Why do you have that?”
  852. “Forgot to give it back”
  853. >She stares at it awkwardly
  854. “So… how about right now?”
  855. >”I guess that’s alright?”
  856. >She gets onto the floor, belly up
  857. >She avoids your gaze as you get on top of her
  858. “Hey, are you alright? You seem a bit unhappy.”
  859. >”I was just expecting to have some time to prepare.”
  860. “Hey, there’s no rush.”
  861. >You say, before lowering yourself onto her
  862. >The two of you are now hugging in a strange way
  863. >You whisper into her ear
  864. “See? We can wait until you’re ready.”
  865. >Your dick is rubbing against her body
  866. “We don’t need to rush to the moment where I’m balls-deep in your chest, with my hard, throbbing dick pounding against your lungs, and your heart, and your ribs…”
  867. >You can hear her surprise at you
  868. >You move your hips slowly
  869. >She instinctively begins to writhe as she feels your dick on her fur
  870. “…That moment where your chest feels stuffed, like you can’t completely inhale, because of my massive erection shoving aside all your organs…”
  871. >Her breathing speeds up
  872. >”What… where is this coming from?”
  873. >You smile
  874. “…The thrill of the pain as your delicate internals are roughly forced to get out of the way so that you can have one more hole for my dick…”
  875. >Time to go in for the kill
  876. >Damnit, that was a pun
  877. “…The feeling of my hot, sticky cum covering your insides… We can wait all day to get you ready for that moment.”
  878. >She forces a response through her excitement
  879. >”No, now is fine, thank you.”
  880. >You smile and stand up off of her
  881. “You really are just a piece of meat for me, aren’t you?”
  882. >You grasp the knife between your front hooves and hold it over her chest
  883. “Don’t scream. My neighbors will hear and complain.”
  884. >You bring it down onto her, just below where her ribcage ends
  885. >She stretches out in shock and struggles to not make a noise
  886. >You pull the knife to the side
  887. >Her flesh puts up a fight, and it’s difficult to cut
  888. >Blood trickles out as the hole gets larger and larger
  889. >Eventually, you have a gash that’s more than wide enough
  890. >You fall back onto four hooves, and start guiding your hard cock into her new slit
  891. >After it gets in just a little bit, the blood welling up acts as a lube, and it slides right in
  892. >Swirl groans loudly, before being cut off by lack of breath
  893. >Your dick is nearly up to her neck
  894. >You can feel her heart beating against it
  895. >Her lungs trying to inhale and exhale despite being misshapen by a foreign object
  896. >You can even feel her ribs, softened by the bodily fluids
  897. >Her face is buried in your chest because of how far forwards you are, and you can feel her ragged breath
  898. >You begin to thrust
  899. >In, and out, and in, and out
  900. >Slowly at first
  901. >As you move in and out, her lungs are pushed aside and then allowed to sit back into place
  902. >She can’t breathe right, with them being mattered like that
  903. >There’s a loud squish with every thrust
  904. >The feeling of her slick organs against your dick is very strange, but very nice
  905. >Some places in her new hole have a lot of give, while others are almost firm
  906. >It’s an interesting texture
  907. >Swirl has reached behind you, around your dick, and is touching her breasts
  908. >You speed up
  909. >The squishing intensifies
  910. >Swirl is struggling to breathe through your pounding, and touching herself as much as possible
  911. >She is trying to shout out in pain, but she is being forced to inhale and exhale whenever she can
  912. >She is making strange noises in her struggle to breathe
  913. >It feels so good
  914. >She is literally nothing except an object of your pleasure
  915. >You have the power of life or death over her and she knows it
  916. >Better, she loves it
  917. >She is so into this
  918. >You are fucking her chest, and she’s enjoying it as much as you are
  919. >You can feel her convulsions
  920. >Many of them are from pleasure
  921. >You speed up again
  922. >The hole widens as you smash through it as hard as possible
  923. >More blood begins to flow out, covering your crotch
  924. >She sounds like she is choking from how much you are abusing her lungs
  925. >Her legs are flailing all over the place, but she’s going to great lengths to avoid hitting you
  926. >You sit there, shoving your dick into her chest-hole over and over again, until you feel like you are going to burst
  927. “I… I… I’m cumming!”
  928. >You thrust as deep as you can into her
  929. >You pump her full of your seed
  930. >Your mind is overtaken with pleasure at owning somepony so thoroughly
  931. >The thought that you can inflict such pain and they’ll let you
  932. >You realize that you’re moaning in an unsightly way, but you don’t care
  933. >Eventually, you come down from the pleasure high
  934. >You pull out, tired from your exciting day
  935. >You lay down next to Swirl
  936. >You are both panting, but she is still struggling to breathe
  937. >You take a second to calm down
  938. “So, how was that?”
  939. >”Hhhghggghgh, hhhgggaa, fffgggghhhuuuunnnn, hhhhhaaaarrrrgghhh”
  940. “Are you alright?”
  941. >She shakes her head weakly from side to side
  942. >She isn’t bleeding as much as she was last time you had sex
  943. “Want me to finish you off?”
  944. >She nods her head “yes”
  945. >You get up
  946. >There was a really big vein in the upper hind leg, right?
  947. >You move to her rear
  948. “Where’s that big artery?”
  949. >She grunts in a raspy voice and points to one part
  950. >You score around the area with the knife
  951. >Each cut bleeds a little, until you hit an unusually tough section
  952. >As you pull the knife through it, blood begins to pour out, almost in a waterfall
  953. “I think I got it”
  954. >You look at Swirl
  955. >She is becoming pale, and falling limp
  956. >After a few seconds, her eyes roll back into her head, and she’s perfectly still
  957. >You sit back
  958. >You take inventory
  959. >There’s a dead body, a lot of blood…
  960. >Oh, fuck, your carpet
  961. >Oh fuck! Your chair!
  962. >OH FUCK THERE’S BLOOD ON EVERYTHING
  963. >WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING
  964.  
  965. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  966. >You’re coming out of your hotel room the next day
  967. >You discovered yesterday that it takes a few hours for a dead body to start smelling
  968. >And strongly
  969. >Oops
  970. >That’s why you spent the night at a hotel
  971. >After washing off again, of course, since you were also covered in bodily fluids
  972. >On the way to the hotel, you told Pinkie that you had another cadaver for her
  973. >By now, she’s probably picked it up
  974. >Now, what to do about your living room’s blood problem…
  975.  
  976. >You’re coming out of the store, saddlebags full of cleaning supplies, when you spot Orange Swirl
  977. >You run up to her
  978. ”Hey, you’re back!”
  979. >She smiles
  980. >”Yeah. I was just looking for you about that.”
  981. “Same. What did you want?”
  982. >”I wanted to talk to you about yesterday. I’ve made up my mind.”
  983. “Really? We should discuss this at my place.”
  984. >She blushes
  985. >”Come on, don’t you think it’s a bit soon? I just came back.”
  986. “No, it’s so that you can tell me about it… over us cleaning your remains out of my house.”
  987. >”Oh…”
  988. >Her smile fades
  989. >”…I should have guessed.”
  990. “That’s the spirit!”
  991.  
  992. >On the way back to your house, the two of you pass the town bulletin board
  993. >There’s a note written in beautiful handwriting
  994. >”ATTENTION CITIZENS OF PONYVILLE”
  995. >”In light of recent events, I have determined that I do not want to look or speak to any of you ever again.”
  996. >”You are all deranged. Do not try and find me. If you succeed, I will beat you until you wish you hadn’t. I want nothing at all to do with anything about this town.”
  997. >”Time in jail is not punishment enough for degenerates such as you. Support a branch of the Solar Inquisition in your town, so that they may burn you at the stake for being perverse.”
  998. >”Signed, that one unicorn.”
  999. >”P.S. Nopony ever was able to successfully ask me for my name. I am glad for this. If possible, please pretend that I was never here when you tell others about what happened.”
  1000. >You look to Swirl
  1001. “What do you make of it?”
  1002. >She shrugs
  1003. >”I understand where he’s coming from. Still a shame.”
  1004. “Hmm.”
  1005. >You turn and continue back home
  1006.  
  1007. >You are in your living room
  1008. >You are attacking the floor with dish soap and rags
  1009. >Swirl is doing a similar routine on your furniture
  1010. >You hear a knock at the door
  1011. “I’ll get it!”
  1012. >You call out, moving to see who’s there
  1013. >You open it, and see Pinkie Pie inviting herself in
  1014. >”Hey! Heard you had some new ingredients for me!”
  1015. >You are annoyed by this
  1016. “Yeah. She’s in the back. Hey, why didn’t you pick her up last night?”
  1017. >”Well, I have a perfectly good reason, you see, I was…”
  1018. >She looks to either side, and leans in
  1019. >”…making fertilizer”
  1020. >She whispers
  1021. “…And that took all night?”
  1022. >You ask incredulously
  1023. >She starts moving to pick up the dead body
  1024. >”It always takes all night for me. Plus, it’s really bloody.”
  1025. >You suddenly wish you hadn’t asked at all
  1026. >The live Swirl is looking at you, offended
  1027. >”Did you just move my corpse into the back room? You lazy boner!”
  1028. “What was I supposed to do? And don’t bother if it involves me traipsing around town, carrying a dead body!”
  1029. >She rolls her eyes
  1030. >”Hey, Pinkie! You only use the organs for flavoring, right?”
  1031. >Pinkie walks by, with Swirl’s corpse from yesterday on her back
  1032. >”Yeah, why?”
  1033. >”What do you do with the rest of the body?”
  1034. >Pinkie laughs
  1035. >”I make fertilizer!”
  1036. >You and the still-living Orange Swirl look at each other
  1037. >You are both confused
  1038. >Pinkie walks to the door
  1039. “Hey, do you want the knife back?”
  1040. >”No, I’m good for the next few days! Oh, wait, I need it back this evening for another couple!”
  1041. >She leaves, the door shutting behind her
  1042. >You and Swirl get back to cleaning, concerned by that last sentence
  1043. >You have to love having a fetish where you hear that others have it and you’re disgusted even when you also have it
  1044. >Speaking of which…
  1045. >You realize that you have a really odd question
  1046. >Well, it’s a question that’s odd to be able to ask, but not odd to ask if you can get an answer
  1047. “Hey, Swirl?”
  1048. >”Yeah?”
  1049. “What’s it like to have someone literally cum inside of you?”
  1050. >She stops and thinks
  1051. >She absentmindedly looks up and taps her hoof to try and find a way to explain it
  1052. >Eventually, she comes up with something
  1053. >”Imagine a mixture of the feeling of cold glue on bare skin, and salt on an open wound.”
  1054. “Does that mean it was good?”
  1055. >”…I liked it very much.”
  1056. >You keep cleaning
  1057.  
  1058. >A few hours have passed
  1059. >You’ve still got a ways to go to fully clean up, but the room is no longer obviously covered in gore
  1060. >You and Swirl are taking a break
  1061. >”Hey, I have this idea…”
  1062. “Hit me”
  1063. >”So, what if we went outside somewhere isolated with the knife, a forest or something where you can tie my neck to a tree and have me stand on my hind legs, and you put me on a chair or something, and we see how much damage you could do to me with before I fall over and get strangled to death?”
  1064. >You look at her with confusion
  1065. “Wait, what would that prove?”
  1066. >”I don’t know, I just think it would be fun. I bet you would enjoy watching.”
  1067. >She’s propositioning you?
  1068. “But we don’t have that kind of relationship!”
  1069. >”Dude, you’ve bedded me twice and killed me three times, what’s the holdup?”
  1070. >Damn, she’s right
  1071. >You haven’t been extremely-platonic friends ever since you stabbed her in the face to put her out of her misery
  1072. >Although…
  1073. >This isn’t such a bad place to end up…
  1074. “Alright, you win. Anywhere in mind?”
  1075. >She thinks for a second
  1076. >”Well, I can think of one place…”
  1077.  
  1078. >You and Swirl are in the Apple family orchard
  1079. >The Apple family is off doing something or other during the off-season
  1080. >They’ll be gone for a few more days, if you recall
  1081. >It’s actually kind of odd, Pinkie was the only Element of Harmony in town for the last week
  1082. >Twilight, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash were off doing map stuff, while Rarity was doing… whatever she does
  1083. >Anyways, the orchard is in the off-season and basically abandoned
  1084. >That’s why you and Swirl are there with a long rope and a ladder, among other things
  1085. >You have spied a good tree, and Swirl is using her wings to tie the rope into a noose
  1086. >There’s a specific kind of setup you want
  1087. >You’ll be tying one end of the rope to a low branch or a root, and throwing the noose end over a second branch
  1088. >The ladder is kind short, but the noose end of the rope needs to wind up being one upright-Swirl’s height above it
  1089. >If the rope isn’t left enough give, she can’t get her head around it
  1090. >Too much, and she can take a more comfortable stance, or may break her neck instantly when the ladder is removed
  1091. >Also, you’re going to be mutilating her from the ladder to make her fall off
  1092. >You have a few ideas, but you aren’t *really* sure how you’re going to do it
  1093. >It’s a complicated system
  1094. >You’re not sure how she thought of it with how much time she’s spent being dead
  1095. >She’s enjoying this situation too much, you suspect
  1096. >In that case, you probably are too
  1097. >As you set up the ladder, you listen to the sounds of the orchard
  1098. >It’s still, and peaceful
  1099. >There’s no sound, except for when the wind rustles through the leaves
  1100. >It’s not going to be so relaxing in a while
  1101. >You sigh
  1102. >”Hey, did you say something?”
  1103. “Yeah, the ladder’s up”
  1104. >It hasn’t even been a whole week since this adventure started
  1105. >You walk up the ladder
  1106. >Man, things have really been exciting, haven’t they?
  1107. >The noose is thrown over the branch in question
  1108. >You rear up, comparing your height to it and adjusting for Swirl being shorter than you
  1109. “Yeah, this is about right”
  1110. >She ties down the other end of the rope
  1111. >”Let’s get this show on the road!”
  1112. >You shake the malaise out of your head
  1113. >It’s time to have some fun
  1114. >You get down off the ladder
  1115. “I want you to realize that, if you have any doubts, now’s the time to say so, because I’m not cutting you down once you get up.”
  1116. >She starts climbing up
  1117. >”Yeah, yeah. I know what I want.”
  1118. “Alright, but once you come back to life, don’t complain to me that it hurt too bad or whatever.”
  1119. >She reaches the top of the ladder and stands up for the rope
  1120. >It’s just a little too tall for her to reach
  1121. >With a few flaps of her wings, she clears the last inch and gets it around her neck, before landing precariously back on the topmost step of the ladder
  1122. >Oh yeah, she’s a pegasus
  1123. >Looks like you know what part’s coming off first
  1124. >You climb up behind her, knife in your mouth
  1125. >The rules of the game are:
  1126. >It goes until she falls off the top step of the ladder
  1127. >Even if she regains her stance, you’re still going to kick it over… and leave her hanging
  1128. >You reach around her lower torso for stability
  1129. >And prepare to make the first cut
  1130. >With the knife in your other wrist, you push it into where her wing leaves her body
  1131. >Rather than cut all the way around it, though, you just let the knife go all the way in and pull it out again
  1132. >She can’t fly with only one wing, and her other one is out of commission now
  1133. >She shakes slightly, whimpering under the pain
  1134. >The wing folds in and out impotently, although her other is doing the same and flapping
  1135. “Can’t have you flying out of this, now can we?”
  1136. >”N… no, we…. we c-can’t…”
  1137. >She replies
  1138. >You put the knife back in your mouth and start going down the ladder again
  1139. >By the time you’ve made your way up the front side of the ladder, her legs are beginning to tremble also
  1140. >They are being exhausted by the task of keeping her bipedal
  1141. >With the consequences for failure being what they are, though, she’ll be willing to push them harder than normal
  1142. >You’re standing far beneath her, looking up at her
  1143. >She is beginning to be covered in sweat from the strain
  1144. >She can only look up, or else the rope will press against her throat and choke her
  1145. >The wing you cut into is still crooked and a thin line of blood runs down the front, dripping occasionally onto the grass below
  1146. >You smack one of her hind legs
  1147. >She jolts, but regains her stance
  1148. >Rearing up is easy
  1149. >Staying like that is extremely difficult
  1150. >You decide to make it a bit nicer for her, and drop the knife on the ladder
  1151. “Now, what do I see here? You won’t mind if I have a taste, will you?”
  1152. >Through her panting, she manages to squeak out something resembling a “no”
  1153. >You put your mouth to her vagina
  1154. >It is sopping wet with slightly-sweet juices
  1155. >You stick your tongue inside
  1156. >Where has this been your whole life?
  1157. >You can hear the faint moans from Swirl as you lick from one side to the other, and then go to kiss the lips
  1158. >She is trying to keep still, despite enjoying the situation so much
  1159. >You try out everything you can think of, giving each a few seconds and gauging her response
  1160. >You kiss around the area, spread it apart and stick your muzzle in, and any number of other things
  1161. >Eventually, you’ve had enough for now
  1162. “You ready for the big finish?”
  1163. >She mumbles something that kind of sounds like a “yes”
  1164. >You pick up the knife and shove it into her upper belly, before pulling it down
  1165. >Blood flows from the hole as you take it almost all the way to her marehood
  1166. >Once you’re satisfied that it’s long enough, you spread it open with your hooves
  1167. >The bleeding increases to dramatic levels
  1168. >Her intestines are in plain view, all long curvy and different shades from light pinks to dark purples
  1169. >You scoop a few outwards
  1170. >The longer one falls out of her and rests on your head
  1171. >Now your mane is covered in blood and intestine-juice
  1172. >Swirl is bleeding profusely from the hole her guts are hanging out of, and is visibly shaking under the pressure to stay up
  1173. >You go to the bottom of the ladder, ready to kick it out from under her as soon as she first falls over
  1174. >From the ground, you can see her whole body clearly
  1175. >It’s covered in blood and sweat and anguish
  1176. >Those things are all dripping onto the ladder itself
  1177. >She’s wobbly and unstable
  1178. >Any second now, she’ll fall over, and it will be the end of her
  1179. >She’s pale and looks to be at her limit
  1180. >A bit of sagging has her neck rub against the rope
  1181. >Her front hooves instinctively reach up to try and dislodge it
  1182. >Her hind legs can’t handle even that slight shift in balance, and she slips
  1183. >The rope has little give, and she would be able to swing back onto the ladder if she timed it right
  1184. >…Except for the fact that you bucked it over as soon as her hooves left the highest step
  1185. >The ladder falls to the ground with a loud crash
  1186. >Swirl is left, swinging slowly in the air
  1187. >One hoof is ineffectually grasping at stuffing her entrails back into her torso
  1188. >The other is failing to reach up to the rope currently strangling her
  1189. >She is making a pleasing noise as she chokes to death
  1190. >Her legs, only a few muscles having been pushed to the limits, begin to kick
  1191. >Weakly and discordantly at first, but eventually, they swing in unison, hoping to find traction on something
  1192. >The rope doesn’t have a lot of length to it at all, however, and her efforts barely allow her to kick off the trunk of the apple tree she’s hanging from
  1193. >You watch in awe and morbid curiosity
  1194. >In fact, you begin to rub your dick with increasing vigor
  1195. >You cannot help but touch yourself at the sight of the figure sputtering and struggling in front of you
  1196. >Her mouth opening and closing ineffectually
  1197. >Her wings flapping to no avail, one of them being almost limp
  1198. >You soon realize that a lot of her kicking is, in fact, coming from her excitement about the situation
  1199. >She might not even be trying to put her entrails back in, the horny slut
  1200. >You hate to see her gone again so soon, but wow, it’s life-changing to watch her leave
  1201. >As her head begins to take the red color from the rest of her body, you climax
  1202. >You’re going to have to clean off blood and semen yet again, but it’s still worth it
  1203. >From that point on, there’s nothing else to do but watch the rest of the show for later, lonelier nights
  1204. >You sit back and watch
  1205.  
  1206. >You did not expect it to take as long as it has been taking
  1207. >Aren’t ponies supposed to die of strangulation after two minutes?
  1208. >She’s been up there for, like, ten and she’s still fighting, albeit weakly
  1209. >You close your eyes for a little while and take in the sounds of nature, now that she isn’t choking so loudly
  1210. >There’s still the quiet stretching of the rope as she moves back and forth
  1211. >When you look up, she has stopped moving
  1212. >Well, she’s swinging slowly, but besides that
  1213. >There’s a thin line of drool coming out the side of her limp mouth
  1214. >Suddenly, you hear something
  1215. >There’s a trickle of yellow liquid trailing down her legs
  1216. >She’s urinating onto the ground
  1217. >You are startled by this sudden turn of events
  1218. >Has she done this before when she died?
  1219. >You really hope not
  1220. >Eventually, she stops her flow
  1221. >What an… odd occurrence
  1222. >You pick up your ladder
  1223. >There was a lake somewhere around here, right?
  1224. >You’ll come back later and take the corpse down
  1225. >For now, you need to wash off yourself and your ladder
  1226. >Dried blood is probably less safe for standing on than the original steps
  1227.  
  1228. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  1229. >Be taking a walk in the park
  1230. >It’s always nice to come through here to clear your head
  1231. >Once again, Swirl came back to life yesterday
  1232. >She was coming to you with another idea when you said that you had work that day, and would be too tired
  1233. >You weren’t lying then, but you would have
  1234. >That mare’s appetite is voracious
  1235. >You need some time to calm down, take stock of the world
  1236. >Things have been moving so quickly lately
  1237. >It feels like only a few days ago when you were telling your extremely-platonic friend that you had another bad dream
  1238. >Now you’re trying to keep her from laying you again
  1239. >There are worse places to be, but still…
  1240. >You sit down and relax, lost in your thoughts
  1241. >Hey, it actually was a few days ago
  1242. >Wow, things really have been moving fast
  1243. >You take a deep breath
  1244. >Today is your break day
  1245. >It feels good to just sit still somewhere and not be trying to answer some big question or do something important
  1246. >Even though you feel like you’ve forgotten something
  1247. >You hear a series of thuds off in the distance
  1248. >That’s odd
  1249. >Eh, why not see what’s up
  1250. >You get up and walk over
  1251. >As you get closer, you can hear that whoever’s doing it is angrily shouting non-swears
  1252. >Oh, hey, it’s Applejack
  1253. >She’s been bucking a tree for a while now
  1254. >She’s really done a number on it, too
  1255. “Hey, is there a problem?”
  1256. >”Celestia damnit, can you tell me what the hay is going on!?”
  1257. >Uh oh
  1258. “What’s got you confused?”
  1259. >”There’s a dead body on my farm and NOPONY CARES!”
  1260. >That’s not good
  1261. >THAT’S BAD
  1262. “Let’s head back to town, tell me all what happened.”
  1263. >The two of you begin walking quickly back into the town
  1264. >”Well, I we came back from the rodeo early due to unscheduled weather, and I was out checking the orchard, and I saw something odd hanging from one of the trees…”
  1265. >Wait just a second
  1266. >”…And I went in for a better look, and it was a mutilated pegasus mare, her insides hanging down to the ground.”
  1267. >So THAT’S what you were forgetting!
  1268. >Oh, fuck!
  1269. >”I told Big Mac to get Applebloom inside and went to the cops, but they said it was fine, and that I should just ignore it.”
  1270. >You need to make this somepony else’s problem, and fast
  1271. >She is way stronger than you
  1272. >And you did kind of murder somepony on her property
  1273. >If you just say that nothing’s wrong, she’ll probably look for somepony else to explain what’s happening
  1274. “They’re right, you know. She’s gotten better.”
  1275. >She looks at you, appalled
  1276. >”What’s gotten into y’all?!”
  1277. “It’s complicated. A lot of things happened while you were gone.”
  1278. >”WHAT COULD POSSIBLY HAVE HAPPENED TO MAKE Y’ALL NOT CARE THAT SOMEPONY’S DEAD!?”
  1279. “As I said, it’s complicated. You can ask Pinkie Pie about it when we get back”
  1280. >”Pinkie… what the hay has she gotten herself into now?”
  1281. >Crisis averted
  1282. >You smell something foul and instinctively wrinkle your nose
  1283. >Applejack smells it too
  1284. >”Baby Celestia, what is it now?”
  1285. >She pushes off the path, past a few trees, to find the source of the smell
  1286. >Hey, you know where you are
  1287. >This is where you lost your virginity to Swirl
  1288. >Applejack starts screaming
  1289. >You quickly see why
  1290. >Swirl’s decomposing body is still there, although the grass isn’t so red anymore
  1291. >You are internally disappointed immensely
  1292. >You told the law about this
  1293. >You even showed them her body so that they could confirm that she was coming back to life
  1294. >Why is she still here?
  1295. “Damnit, they were supposed to clean that up.”
  1296. >”WHAT HAPPENED TO MY TOWN??!!?!?!?!”
  1297. >She runs off, screaming incoherently
  1298. >Well, that’s unfortunate
  1299. >In fact, you’re going to let her handle this on her own
  1300.  
  1301. >As you make your way home, you decide that you might have handled that situation the wrong way
  1302. >You decide to swing by Sugarcube Corner and see if there’s anything you can do to help
  1303. >As you approach, there’s a small crowd outside
  1304. >A handful of ponies are standing around, looking concerned and whispering to each other
  1305. >So much for helping
  1306. >There’s a shouting match going on inside
  1307. >You can hear the southern twang of Applejack going up against Pinkie’s high-pitched joking
  1308. >You can’t understand what either one is saying, but you can still tell that Pinkie is not taking this seriously
  1309. >Suddenly, the arguing dies down
  1310. >After a few seconds, Pinkie cracks open the door and says
  1311. >”Show’s over, everypony! The problem’s solved!”
  1312. >The group disperses, everypony considering the matter settled
  1313. >You walk up to the door
  1314. “Hey, mind if I apologize to Applejack?”
  1315. >Pinkie keeps the door cracked open
  1316. >”Now’s actually a reeeeally bad time, okey?”
  1317. >You look behind her
  1318. >A trickle of red liquid is running through the dip between two floorboards
  1319. >”You know what, maybe I do need to talk to you about something.”
  1320. >She grabs you and pulls you in
  1321. >”Oh, watch your step.”
  1322. >There is a pool of blood on the ground that you move around
  1323. >Applejack is crumpled over on the ground, the curved knife jammed into her neck
  1324. >This may have gotten out of hoof
  1325. >”You can come out now!”
  1326. >Orange Swirl walks down the staircase, concern on her face
  1327. >Pinkie turns around, massive grin on her face
  1328. >”Soooo… what did you two do?”
  1329. >You and Swirl start pawing at the ground while avoiding looking at her
  1330. >She creeps up, still smiling widely
  1331. “…We had a sexual escapade at Sweet Apple Acres…”
  1332. >”Yeeeees?”
  1333. “…And then we didn’t clean it up.”
  1334. >”Yeeeees! Now, what are you going to do to make sure that Applejack thinks this was all a dream?”
  1335. “She already told Bic Mac about it.”
  1336. >Pinkie stares at you blankly, despite the smile
  1337. >Her eyes change to an expression of concern
  1338. >She frowns
  1339. >As she sits back, a clipboard comes out of…
  1340. >Ew
  1341. >She taps a pencil against her head
  1342. >She is contemplating
  1343. >”Hmm, can we kill her entire family… ? Ehh, no, Winona would hate me for that.”
  1344. >She scribbles on the clipboard
  1345. >”…Aaaand, got it.”
  1346. >”Alright, new plan. I’m going to spend the next few days dodging Applejack until we can talk without trying to kill each other…”
  1347. >”…And you’re going to take over for me!”
  1348. >”This is going to be awful, but you don’t have a choice!”
  1349. “Yeah, sorry.”
  1350. >She hands the clipboard to you
  1351. >”Here’s my schedule for the next few days. The only major thing is tomorrow, when you have to do something kind-of-sort-of-partially-kind-of-like couples therapy.”
  1352. >On the clipboard, there’s a calendar of next month
  1353. >Scrawled across the entire page is a drawing of stick-figure Pinkie eating a massive cake
  1354. >There’s a note with a time, location, date, and corrected date of your meeting
  1355. >The date box it’s in is for neither of the dates
  1356. >How nice
  1357. >”Now, we both have a body to clean up. Chop chop!”
  1358. >You and Swirl leave, before the expanding pool of blood gets any closer
  1359.  
  1360. >You and Swirl are staring at her hanging corpse
  1361. >”Hey, once we get me down, where are we going to put me?”
  1362. “There’s a lake a ways that way we can drag you to.”
  1363. >She goes and unties the end of the rope that’s attached to the tree
  1364. >Her body falls down and hits the ground with a loud thump
  1365. >Her damaged wing falls out of its socket
  1366. >”Sweet Celestia, I smell like a landfill. And what’s that… coming out of me?”
  1367. “Yeah, the body in the park is even worse.”
  1368. >”Why was my body still in the park, anyways?”
  1369. “Because the cops in this town will have nothing to do, no matter what their job says.”
  1370. >”Please tell me that we don’t have to clean that up, too.”
  1371. “No, we’re going to annoy them until they do it.”
  1372. >”Thank Celestia.”
  1373. >You look for a stick
  1374. >You find one that has enough point and strength to it that you can impale the dismembered wing and not have to carry it in your mouth
  1375. >You poke it through and prepare to pick it up
  1376. >A thought strikes you
  1377. >But what if some inside juices start flowing down the stick?
  1378. “I’ll pull your body, you can take the wing.”
  1379. >She nods, and you switch places
  1380. >The two of you each move your respective pieces to the lake
  1381. >It’s a long trek to be dragging a body, especially one that leaves a slime trail
  1382. >When you finally get there, you realize that it’s really more of a pond
  1383. >You hope that dumping an entire corpse won’t ruin it, since you’ve already left a bunch of blood and semen in there
  1384. >After some buildup, you throw the body in
  1385. >It takes some strength, but it gets done
  1386. >Swirl does the same with her wing
  1387. >You lay back a bit, breathing heavily from the exertion
  1388. >Swirl slides up to you
  1389. >”So… you want to do it?”
  1390. “I’m tired and disgusted. I think I’ll just go home.”
  1391. >”Come on, what if you have a penis emergency?”
  1392. “Then I still perfectly remember you hanging from that tree back there. I’ve made do with far worse. Why are you in a rush anyways?”
  1393. >”…It’s fun?”
  1394. “We’re going to be doing it tomorrow, remember?”
  1395. >She playfully pouts
  1396. >”Fine. you’re no fun when you’re tired.”
  1397. “Dead bodies are completely the opposite of sexy once they’ve had a few days. Not that you’d know, since you’re usually the body.”
  1398. >She sticks her tongue out at you and gets up
  1399.  
  1400. >That night, you did indeed rub one out to memories of her kicking and struggling against the noose
  1401. >The next morning, you were awoken by Applejack running around town, screaming
  1402. >”PINKIE! GET OUT HERE AND EXPLAIN YERSELF!”
  1403. >You aren’t touching that with two-hundred-and-fifty-five mates and sixteen-foot poles for all of you
  1404. >That afternoon, you find the magical knife in your mailbox, as promised
  1405. >You make your way to the park
  1406. >On the way, you check and see that Swirl’s corpse has been cleaned up
  1407. >How nice
  1408. >You eventually see an uncomfortable-looking purple unicorn
  1409. >Not that purple unicorn, this one’s too light-colored
  1410. >Not that light-colored purple unicorn, she’s… dying in a hole or something, you don’t know
  1411. >No, this is just some purple unicorn from around town
  1412. >She nervously walks up to you
  1413. >”Hey, is Pinkie Pie coming or not?”
  1414. “No, but I’m here. What’s your, uh, relationship problem?”
  1415. >”Ooh, well, this is embarrassing, but… I’ve realized that I have a fetish for dying, but my special stallion won’t kill me.”
  1416. “Well, I can help you with one part of that. May I have your name?”
  1417. >”I’m sorry, but I would rather not. It’s a sensitive situation, really, I’m sure you understand.”
  1418. “Hmm.”
  1419. >The two of you stand there awkwardly
  1420. >You drop your saddlebags
  1421. >”So… are you going to kill me?”
  1422. “We’re waiting for my associate. I think I see her right now.”
  1423. >A tan pegasus flaps on over
  1424. >”Sorry I’m late, I lost track of time. Oh, hey, Amethyst Star!”
  1425. >’Amethyst Star’ immediately tenses up
  1426. >Swirl continues
  1427. >”I wasn’t told that you were the one with the problem. What’s got you down?”
  1428. “Her special somepony isn’t as into bloody murder as she is.”
  1429. >Swirl jumps into the air
  1430. >”Oh, goody! You know, we’re real experienced with that. Why, just the other day, we were… nevermind. Point is, we’ve done this before.”
  1431. >Star looks at one of you, and then the other
  1432. >She tentatively asks
  1433. >”So… what are you going to do?”
  1434. “Well, we can’t really convince your stallionfriend to murder you, because you either want it or you don’t.”
  1435. >Swirl speaks up
  1436. >”So we’re probably going to help you sexually unwind, and then you can make the right decision with a clear head!”
  1437. >Star is very uncomfortable
  1438. >”This seems like I’m being introduced into a sex cult…”
  1439. “You’ll be fine. Hey, how about you lay down, and Swirl here will help you relax.”
  1440. >She gets down hesitantly, belly-up
  1441. >You motion towards Swirl and tell her to… make Star comfortable
  1442. >Swirl smiles and does a curtsy, before moving to between Star’s hind legs
  1443. >Star sees this, and asks
  1444. >”Hey, weren’t you a massive pushover?”
  1445. “Not a MASSIVE pushover, but a little.”
  1446. >She looks at you standing over her
  1447. >Swirl gets her tongue to work on Star’s sensitive spots
  1448. >”What changed? Ooh, that’s nice…”
  1449. >Without missing a beat, you reply
  1450. “I masturbated with a freshly-severed limb to the screams of pain of its owner and realized that there’s no point.”
  1451. >Star looks off. She appears a bit aroused, but also a bit concerned
  1452. >”Is that going to happen to me?”
  1453. “I don’t know. All I know is that it’s not too late to back out.”
  1454. >She pauses, but Swirl hits a high note
  1455. >She stretches out involuntarily
  1456. >”I’ll wait and see.”
  1457. “Keep at it, Swirl.”
  1458. >You take a few steps away to consider where to go next
  1459. >If she decides to go the full nine yards, you have an idea where to take that
  1460. >Yeah, that’ll be good
  1461. >You turn back
  1462. “So what do you think?”
  1463. >She is breathing heavily under the arousal
  1464. >”I’ll take it. Give me your best.”
  1465. >You smile and nod, grabbing the knife out of your saddlebags
  1466. >You move up and straddle her
  1467. >Sitting on your haunches (and her chest), with her back to her, you take aim
  1468. >It is suddenly very apparent that you don’t actually know what a vagina looks like
  1469. >On the inside, you mean
  1470. >Thanks to Swirl, you know well what they look like on the outside
  1471. “I should mention that, if you scream, I’ll make it feel even worse. Oh, Swirl, close your eyes.”
  1472. >You guess at where, and stick the knife into her, a ways below where her stomach should be
  1473. >She strongly writhes and twitches
  1474. >She clenches her teeth and groans
  1475. >But she doesn’t scream
  1476. >She keeps it up as you seesaw the blade back and forth until the hole is big enough
  1477. >Well, not quite, but you’ll make do
  1478. >Besides, it will be tighter that way
  1479. >You scoot up and prepare your dick
  1480. >You go back to standing over her and Swirl, and maneuver your dick into the hole
  1481. >It’s extremely bloody, but sure enough, it’s tight as hell
  1482. >You slip it in deeper and deeper
  1483. >Eventually, the hole pitches up and becomes much softer
  1484. >You keep pushing it until you can feel Swirl’s tongue
  1485. >You are now fucking Star… backwards, and into Swirl’s mouth
  1486. >You keep thrusting, faster and faster
  1487. >The entry hole gets bloodier and bloodier as it gets wider to accommodate your still-hardening cock
  1488. >You push harder
  1489. >Star is almost flailing, but her lower half is pinned under you
  1490. >She is groaning loudly despite her best efforts, but there’s clearly an element of pleasure to it
  1491. >You decide to just sit back and enjoy this
  1492. >You are loving this mixture of vaginal softness and the control of a tongue
  1493. >Combined with the fact that this is a threesome, and the fact that you are totally dominating another pony down to their very life…
  1494. >It feels good
  1495. >It feels REALLY good
  1496. >You cum a bit ahead of schedule
  1497. >Like a good slut, Swirl swallows all of it as it goes through Star’s hole and directly into her mouth
  1498. >She lifts her head up and smiles
  1499. >The lower part of her face is splattered with blood, which she begins to lick up
  1500. >As your orgasm winds down, you realize that you hear something
  1501. >It’s Star, having given up on keeping her mouth kind-of shut
  1502. >That counts
  1503. >Well, you made a promise
  1504. >You get off of her and pick the knife off the ground
  1505. >You whisper in her ears
  1506. “You just screamed.”
  1507. >Her eyes open wide
  1508. “Hold her leg down, Swirl.”
  1509. >Once again, you begin to straddle Star
  1510. >But this time, you carefully slip your knife into one of her legs
  1511. >One which is being pinned to the ground by Swirl putting her weight on it
  1512. >Trying to remember how Pinkie did it when she did something similar to you months back, you begin to cut the outer layers of her leg
  1513. >You make cuts this way and that, until you can start peeling off the skin
  1514. >Star is breathing extremely heavily, despite you sitting on her chest
  1515. >She doesn’t want to scream again
  1516. >You start pulling and cutting the flay until you decide that you’ve had enough, and are ready for round two
  1517. >It’s a messy job, but good enough
  1518. >A section of muscle is now exposed to the open air
  1519. >The pain going through her leg must be intense
  1520. “Now then, do you want to keep being alive?”
  1521. >Star struggles to speak through the agony
  1522. >”N… n… n-o-o-ooo…”
  1523. >You stand up and move to her front
  1524. “Alright, and I better not feel any teeth or else I’m starting over. Now open wide.”
  1525. >She opens her mouth up while Swirl pins her lower half, having an idea where this is going.
  1526. >You begin to shove your dick, hardening once again, into her face
  1527. >You force it in until the whole length is inside of Star
  1528. >She unintentionally makes an exaggerated swallowing sound as it goes in
  1529. >You look back and see that her neck has swelled due to the extra width of your erection
  1530. >It feels almost as good as that reverse-fucking
  1531. >You pull back, into a better position
  1532. >From there, you begin to thrust in and out
  1533. >Her throat is tight and soft, and makes a delightful squishing noise as you ram your cock through it
  1534. >Her attempts to inhale only make it tighter
  1535. >Saliva fills her mouth, as if she hungers for your cock
  1536. >You keep up the pace
  1537. >She begins to convulse, to fight against choking to death on your dick
  1538. >It only makes you even more aroused
  1539. >You fuck her throat harder and harder
  1540. >The exertion of the day is taking its toll, but you aren’t out of it yet
  1541. >Eventually, Star accepts her fate and stops fighting
  1542. >As you have your fun, you feel something on the top of your dick
  1543. >You regain your composure enough to say
  1544. “I’m feeling teeth!”
  1545. >Swirl looks at you and your gyrating hips
  1546. >”She’s dead, Cherry”
  1547. >Oh Celestia, that’s the stuff
  1548. “Well, ha, how about you have, ha, some fun, then?”
  1549. >Swirl smiles broadly, and repositions herself
  1550. >She rubs her crotch against Star’s intact hind leg
  1551. >As she does so, she begins to moan sensually
  1552. >This is so fucking hot
  1553. >You thrust as deeply as possible for the last few times, and bust down Star’s throat
  1554. >You stand there, panting, taking in the feelings
  1555. >Eventually, you back off
  1556. >Your dick falls out of the dead mare’s mouth with a pop
  1557. >Sure enough, she hangs limp, and there are faint trails of tears in her eyes
  1558. >Swirl is still enjoying Star’s body
  1559. “I’m going to head home. You do what you want with the body, as long as it gets cleaned up eventually.”
  1560. >She nods her head as she rubs back and forth
  1561. >You pick up the knife before turning and walking away
  1562. >Tomorrow, Amethyst Star will be back, and hopefully will confirm that she enjoyed it
  1563.  
  1564. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  1565. >Apparently, Amethyst Star would have preferred a slower ramp-up, but overall enjoyed the experience
  1566. >That’s nice to know in case you do that again
  1567. >You, however, are still at home
  1568. >Today’s supposed to be a workday, but you’ve called in sick
  1569. >Applejack’s still roaming around town angrily
  1570. >She isn’t carrying any weapons… but she doesn’t need them
  1571. >You also suspect that you’ve seen Big Mac on the prowl around town
  1572. >That’s not good
  1573. >They may or may not think that you have something to do with what they’re mad about
  1574. >You really don’t want to find out
  1575. >You sit back in your favorite chair
  1576. >It still feels different, although you aren’t sure if that’s a byproduct of the blood or the cleaning
  1577. >The whole thing is an off-color now, and it will probably stay that way forever
  1578. >Whatever, lessons learned
  1579. >As you get comfortable, you hear a knock at your back door
  1580. >You get up and investigate
  1581. >Cracking the door open, you see Pinkie Pie, looking nervously around
  1582. >Why?
  1583. >You don’t know
  1584. >Your backyard is fenced off so it’s not like anypony can see her
  1585. >You wave her in
  1586. “What’s the problem?”
  1587. >She looks at you with concern
  1588. >”Cherry, Applejack’s gone crazier than me after a sugar-covered-heart binge!”
  1589. >Wait, now that’s your problem, too!
  1590. “Then why are you here!?”
  1591. >”She’s attacking ponies in the streets! I came here to rest up and warn you that we need to skip town for a while!”
  1592. “WHAT!?”
  1593. >She hurries into the entryway
  1594. >”Pack up for three or four days, more if you think you can carry it, and don’t consider expense! We’ll swing by Swirl’s place and warn her!”
  1595. >You start mentally going down the checklist of what you’ll need to be away for that long, and figuring out how to fit it in your saddlebags
  1596. >It takes only a few minutes to gather everything together
  1597. >Mostly, it’s what food you have that keeps well
  1598. >When you return, you see Pinkie sitting on the carpet
  1599. “What are you doing? We need to get out!”
  1600. >”I’ve been running around aaaall day today and yesterday, I need some time to rest!”
  1601. “Rest? You used to be able to party for twenty-four hours straight no problem, why do you need to rest?”
  1602. >”Because I have the knife with me and it’s heavy when you’ve been carrying it for a day and a half!”
  1603. >You roll your eyes with annoyance at that, grumbling
  1604. >This is not the time to be joking!
  1605. >You keep your saddlebags on, but sit back in your favorite chair
  1606. >You fidget impatiently
  1607. >A minute goes by
  1608. >And another
  1609. >You can’t unwind
  1610. >After a few more minutes, you’re still tense
  1611. >However, you’re now also bored
  1612. >Really, really bored
  1613. >It’s a horrible combination
  1614. >You decide to distract yourself by talking to her
  1615. “You mentioned a ‘sugar-covered-heart’. Is that what I think it is?”
  1616. >She looks up
  1617. >”Depends, do you think it’s a heart-shaped-super-sugared-sugar-cookie?”
  1618. >Oh thank Celestia
  1619. “I just wanted to make sure.”
  1620. >”Don’t worry. In case you’re wondering, no amount of sugar will make a real heart taste good.”
  1621. >Celestia dammit
  1622. “Ugh, why were you eating real hearts?”
  1623. >She slightly shrugs
  1624. >”I was bored and wanted to see what I could do with the knife.”
  1625. >You sit there, thinking about that for a second
  1626. “Hey, where’d you find that knife, anyways?”
  1627. >”It was on a rock in the woods behind my old family house.”
  1628. >You look at her expectantly
  1629. >She looks back at you
  1630. “…Is there more to the story?”
  1631. >”No.”
  1632. >You look to the side and growl to yourself
  1633. “Okay, how did you find out it was magic?”
  1634. >”Well, I was a little filly back then, so naturally, the first thing I did was start playing with it, and I accidentally killed myself.”
  1635. >”The next morning, I thought, ‘what a crazy dream!’, and went back to that spot, and found my own dead body.”
  1636. >”After that, it was all testing on unsuspecting siblings as a prank.”
  1637. >How nice of her
  1638. “How did you manage to kill yourself with that knife?”
  1639. >She seems slightly embarrassed
  1640. >”Well… I, uh… cut open my throat from the inside.”
  1641. >Ouch, that sounds like no fun
  1642. >Wait a second
  1643. “Y-… How did you manage that?”
  1644. >She reaches around to her saddlebags and pulls out the knife with her mouth
  1645. >She speaks through it, saying a muffled series of words that sounds like
  1646. >”I was holding it like this and I tripped on a log.”
  1647. >Huh
  1648. “Wait, then how did you get it back ou-“
  1649. >Your front door explodes into a shower of splintered wood
  1650. >Time slows down
  1651. >You and Pinkie stand up and bolt out the back
  1652. >She’s faster than you, and starts clambering over the yard’s picket fence
  1653. >Big Mac is even faster, and blasts through your entryway, across your back yard, and straight through the fence, tossing Pinkie like a ragdoll
  1654. >Under his charge, she twists and contorts, making a series of sickening cracks and thuds as she smashes into the ground
  1655. >Big Mac, however, is on the ground, too
  1656. >You start to run through the hole he made
  1657. >Suddenly, there’s something around your neck
  1658. >You are yanked back, your momentum carrying you up as your hind legs keep moving forwards
  1659. >You don’t feel the landing, or much of anything
  1660.  
  1661. >You don’t know how long it has been when you wake up
  1662. >The sun is still in the sky, about where it was
  1663. >Your neck has a light, but strange, pain in it, and is extremely stiff
  1664. >Your back is sensationless
  1665. >It’s hard to move even your eyes
  1666. >The world is hazy, and colors flash in your vision without cause or effect
  1667. >Your hearing slowly returns
  1668. >You hear a distressed voice
  1669. >It’s Applejack
  1670. >You look “up”
  1671. >You can see Pinkie’s body, occasionally having some small spasm
  1672. >Right in between her and you is the knife, jammed partially into the ground
  1673. >You reach for it
  1674. >Your legs don’t want to move, but you can force them to
  1675. >It’s far out of your reach
  1676. >You plant your hoof in the ground as best as you can and push with one of your other legs
  1677. >You roll over onto your front, and start reaching forwards and pulling yourself forwards
  1678. >You move a few inches closer
  1679. >You hear Applejack say something
  1680. >”…alive.”
  1681. >You crawl towards the knife at a snail’s pace
  1682. >The grass and the splinters of wood scrape against your belly as you make your way over
  1683. >You start to feel a striking pain in your back
  1684. >You try to ignore it, but end up ignoring everything except it
  1685. >There’s a soft pounding in your ears
  1686. >As your spine starts to correct itself, you crawl a bit faster
  1687. >You can vaguely hear Applejack arguing, probably with Big Mac
  1688. >You catch a glimpse of Pinkie’s face
  1689. >Her sad eyes are staring almost at you, but not quite
  1690. >Her mouth is resting on a hollow grin
  1691. >You don’t want to look at it again
  1692. >Before you know it, you’ve crossed half the distance
  1693. >You’ll be there soon!
  1694. >It will be nice to not be seized-up and only partially conscious
  1695. >Although trying to kill yourself with legs like these will be a pain
  1696. >Come on, look on the bright side, it will all be over soon
  1697. >You reach out and scoop the knife close to you
  1698. >As you do, an orange hoof comes down on your right, snapping your bone like a twig
  1699. >It takes a second for you to realize what happened
  1700. >All sensation suddenly returns to you
  1701. >You cry out in pain
  1702. >It hits you that you aren’t likely to survive unless you kill yourself
  1703. >With your intact leg, you grab the knife as fast as you can
  1704. >You fling it into your neck with all the force you can muster
  1705. >You feel a pressure in your head
  1706. >The last thing you realize is that it’s the feeling of your skull being cracked open
  1707. >You don’t have time to hope that the knife made it before you died
  1708.  
  1709. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  1710. >Wake up in your bed
  1711. >Thank Celestia, it was all just a dream
  1712. >A horrible, painful dream
  1713. >You get up to go and make breakfast
  1714. >You consider sitting in your favorite chair
  1715. >As you pass through the entryway, you notice that it’s really cold
  1716. >The door is open
  1717. >No, wait, it’s splintered across the floor
  1718. >You run to the back yard
  1719. >Sure enough, there’s still a massive hole in the fence
  1720. >Baby Celestia, damnit!
  1721. >This again?
  1722. >Well, at least your dead bodies aren’t laying there
  1723. >The image of Pinkie’s empty face flashes into your mind
  1724. >Your heart skips a beat
  1725. >An icy chill blows through your chest, and you fall back on your haunches
  1726. >You realize that she’s dead now
  1727. >Permanently
  1728. >She wasn’t injured by the knife in time
  1729. >She’s really dead
  1730. >You take a second to let that sink in
  1731. >Fortunately, death has really lost a lot of its weight, so you only need a second
  1732. >You get back up
  1733. >What now?
  1734. >Well, there’s one answer for you
  1735. >You need to warn Orange Swirl
  1736. >And get out yourself
  1737. >Unfortunately, you didn’t have a lot of resilient food, and your saddlebags went the way of you and Pinkie’s corpses
  1738. >Guess you’ll make do with grazing and foraging
  1739. >And learn how to forage
  1740.  
  1741. >You are hiding in a treeline, looking out at Swirl’s sky-cottage and the plains underneath it
  1742. >You don’t see anything else around besides plants, open sky, and her house
  1743. >And you’ve been looking for a while
  1744. >You fearfully take a few steps out
  1745. >Nothing happens, so you keep going
  1746. >You can’t help but feel that you’re being watched from the trees you just left, even though you checked thoroughly
  1747. >Eventually, you’re totally out in the open
  1748. >You look up at Swirl’s sky-cottage, a small domicile resting on a cloud
  1749. “Hey, Swirl!”
  1750. >There is an echo in the wide open plains
  1751. >It strikes you that you were really loud
  1752. >You don’t immediately hear anything in return
  1753. >You become worried that they’ve somehow gotten Swirl
  1754. >A tan head with an orange mane pokes out from the cloud-based curb
  1755. >”Is it you?”
  1756. “Yeah, it’s me. I came here to warn you.”
  1757. >She falls off the side of her house
  1758. >Luckily, she slows down before hitting the ground
  1759. >Her hooves are only on dirt for a split-second before she jumps on you
  1760. >You are so surprised by her sudden appearance that you are knocked over
  1761. >She’s laying on top of you
  1762. >”Celestia, I thought I’d lost you!”
  1763. >Is she crying?
  1764. >Yes
  1765. >Just a little, so are you
  1766. >You embrace her
  1767. >Her body’s warm on the outside, too
  1768. >Warm, and comforting
  1769. >Why can’t you have spent some time not doing weird sex stuff earlier?
  1770. >This is nice!
  1771. >You, however, came here for a reason
  1772. >You pull her off of you
  1773. “Listen, things are out of hand. I almost didn’t make it. You’re in danger, too.”
  1774. >”It’s winding down. After you…
  1775. >She doesn’t want to say it
  1776. >”…Applejack turned herself in.”
  1777. “And Big Mac?”
  1778. >She pauses
  1779. >”…I think he just went home.”
  1780. >That sounds about right
  1781. >There’s a clopping noise surprisingly close to you
  1782. >You and Swirl jump up, ready to meet the source
  1783. >It’s…
  1784. >…That one stallion. You know the one
  1785. >Damnit, what was his name?
  1786. >”Hey, you’re Orange Swirl, right?”
  1787. >He looks at you
  1788. >”Wait, didn’t you die?”
  1789. “Yeah, but I got better.”
  1790. >He is confused
  1791. >”…Alright. Anyways, the town wants Swirl to take over making cupcakes from now.”
  1792. >Hey, wait a second
  1793. “Why not me?”
  1794. >He shrugs
  1795. >”We thought you died.”
  1796. >Well, that’s reasonable
  1797. >”Anyways, head over to Sugarcube Corner if you want to. I don’t think anypony will care if both of you do it.”
  1798. >He turns and walks away
  1799. >You and Swirl watch him shuffle off before looking at each other
  1800. “Uhh… should we actually do it?”
  1801. >She looks into your eyes
  1802. >”Why not? Sounds like it could be a lot of fun for us… Also, the town will riot if they lose their confections again.”
  1803. >There’s only one good option, then
  1804.  
  1805. >You and Swirl are in the kitchen of Sugarcube Corner
  1806. >You’re looking around, which means you’re standing idly and gawking
  1807. >You have no idea what you’re looking for
  1808. >”Do you know how she actually made the organ-stuff?”
  1809. “No, I was always dead by that point.”
  1810. >”Yeah. Same.”
  1811. >There’s a knock at the front door
  1812. “I’ll get it.”
  1813. >You look through the window and see a pink earth pony
  1814. >You almost think it’s Pinkie Pie, but there are some important differences
  1815. >This one has a large, black moustache and a sensible wide-brimmed hat
  1816. >You open the door
  1817. “Hi! Welcome to Sugarcube Corner, how can we help you?”
  1818. >He speaks in a squeaky voice
  1819. >”Hi-“
  1820. >The pony clears his throat
  1821. >He resumes talking in a deeper voice, but still a fairly high-pitched one
  1822. >”Hi there. I was looking in through the window and couldn’t help but notice that you looked lost.”
  1823. >You lead him in
  1824. “Yeah, we’re new to this, and we’re trying to figure out where everything is.”
  1825. >”Well, I might be able to help you.”
  1826. >The two of you rejoin Swirl in the kitchen
  1827. “Find anything?”
  1828. >She looks at you and says
  1829. >”I’ll be honest, I have never seen most of this stuff before. Who’s this?”
  1830. >The pony rubs his chin with his hoof, mumbling to himself
  1831. >For a few seconds
  1832. >You and Swirl just stare at him
  1833. >He suddenly speaks out
  1834. >”Why, the name’s Reddie Bread!”
  1835. >Swirl goes back into social mode
  1836. >”Oh, hey, are you related to Pinkie Pie by any chance?”
  1837. >Reddie is taken aback, but responds
  1838. >”Uh, yeah! I’m her sis- broth- fath- cousin! Yes, her second cousin, once removed.”
  1839. >Swirl puts a concerned hoof near her mouth
  1840. >”Oh! I didn’t know that she had cousins.”
  1841. >”She has a few. She’s pretty great, if I do say so myself. When I heard about what was happening here, I just had to come over and check on her!”
  1842. “I’m sorry we don’t have better news. Mind helping us with our current problem?”
  1843. >He looks at a low shelf
  1844. >”The organ grinder is down there, so are the dust jars, you can tell which organ makes which dust based on color if you can’t read the labels.”
  1845. >How convenient
  1846. >Swirl opens the shelf and starts pulling out jars of brightly-colored dust while Reddie continues talking
  1847. >”It takes a lot of the stuff to flavor something right, and we get a lot of customers, so we go through it like crazy. One body lasts around three days, on average.”
  1848. >We?
  1849. “Wait, do you work here? I’ve never seen you.”
  1850. >His face tightens up
  1851. >”No, I… I work at a different store with a similar thing going on, yeah.”
  1852. “Huh, I though we were the first.”
  1853. >He looks at you
  1854. >”You were the first to do it… officially.”
  1855. >That’s exciting and scary
  1856. >Swirl pulls a small vial out of the drawer
  1857. >It’s labelled ‘no fun, do not use!!!’
  1858. >”Hey, what’s this?”
  1859. >He gets in closer
  1860. >”Looks like the… I don’t know the real name, but it makes you not able to move or feel anything.”
  1861. >Swirl looks at you and smirks
  1862. >”Not able to move, huh?”
  1863. “Yeah, I think we get it now. Thanks for the help.”
  1864. >Reddie tips his hat to you
  1865. >”No problemo. I’ll be in town for the next few days if you need me.”
  1866. >And with that, he walks out the door
  1867. >Swirl looks at you, and says
  1868. >”You can really see the family resemblance.”
  1869. >You nod
  1870. “Well, shall we?”
  1871.  
  1872. >You are in the basement
  1873. >You carried the heavy steel organ grinder all the way down in your mouth, which was not fun
  1874. >Swirl carried all the other effects in a bag, which was probably only a little easier
  1875. >You heard her drop it in the pool noodle hallway but couldn’t help her pick it up
  1876. >Now, she’s spreading all the bits out next to the operation table
  1877. >You’re rifling through the drawers, seeing what all is in here
  1878. >You haven’t actually been here since the first time you killed Swirl
  1879. >Pinkie had a lot of stuff for this
  1880. >There’s knives, blades, cutters, slicers, edges, daggers, and even carvers
  1881. >And that’s just in one drawer!
  1882. >How did it take the town so long to figure out that she was involved in something shady?
  1883. >You are interrupted by a noise behind you
  1884. >It’s Swirl, lying on the table
  1885. >”Hey, are we going to do this?”
  1886. “You’re always in such a rush about these things.”
  1887. >You say as you move closer
  1888. >You do the straps, tightly locking her legs and her wings to the table so that she can’t move
  1889. >You take the opportunity to check what she brought down
  1890. >The knife, a bunch of pans for the flavoring, and the strange liquid
  1891. >”I thought that not being able to move would be fun.”
  1892. >There are instructions on the back
  1893. >Pour the liquid into the cap until full, and then “imbibe”
  1894. >That means drink, right?
  1895. >You do as it says (no easy task, it’s a small vial) and place it over Swirl’s face
  1896. “Drink this.”
  1897. >You say
  1898. >She opens her mouth, and you pour it down
  1899. >She winces
  1900. >”Oh, that was nasty.”
  1901. “Tell me when it’s kicking in.”
  1902. >She looks a bit sad
  1903. >”This might have been a mistake.”
  1904. “What’s the problem?”
  1905. >”I cam’t feel my tomn already.”
  1906. >You pick up the knife and move to her stomach
  1907. “Well, hopefully that’s it working.”
  1908. >You plunge the knife into her belly, near the edge, and start pulling it across
  1909. >She flinches, but seems mostly unaffected
  1910. >”Yeah, this was a ba’ i’ea. I’m nah feelinh pehn.”
  1911. “Let’s go a bit further and see if it clears up.”
  1912. >She accepts that
  1913. >You keep moving the knife across until it’s time to tear it out and start again in another direction
  1914. >The line you carved bleeds, sending red lines down her side and onto the stained table
  1915. >Eventually, you have four lines forming a rectangle around her entire torso
  1916. >You wedge the knife under one part and push down, causing the flap of flesh to come off partially
  1917. >You grab a non-bloody area in your mouth and pull it off, throwing it aside
  1918. >It hits the floor with a wet slap
  1919. >Her organs are now fully exposed
  1920. >They pulse and writhe as they are exposed to the open air, but Swirl is still unfazed
  1921. >You see a strange pink shape in her lower area
  1922. >So that’s what a vagina looks like from the outside!
  1923. >You cut around where it meets her body until it starts to float free
  1924. >You take a pair of forceps and pick it up
  1925. “Hey, is it better now?”
  1926. >She speaks in a slow, slurred manner
  1927. >”Naawh, have yuo stahted takinn uot muh bits yet?”
  1928. “Yeah. You really don’t feel a thing?”
  1929. >”Naawp, naawt a thenngh. Try rubbinh muh down dere.”
  1930. >You hold up her severed vagina
  1931. >”…Is thhat muh maarhud?”
  1932. “Yes.”
  1933. >Her head falls back
  1934. >You drop the piece in the organ grinder and turn the crank
  1935. >Blue sprinkles come out of a faucet on the side and fall into a plate
  1936. >Man, you wish you didn’t learn where those came from
  1937. “I just ground it up. There’s seriously nothing there?”
  1938. >”Nah. Celeshha, Hah abow dis.”
  1939. >”Yah cut muh heahd offf, thehn plesher yuhseff with iht. Tehll muh abow it tahmarra, an I wih finsh teh job muhself latah.”
  1940. >Fine by you
  1941. >And it was her idea
  1942. >You move back up to her neck
  1943. “You’ll have to tell me how dying is when it doesn’t hurt.”
  1944. >You stick the knife in her neck and pull it out
  1945. >A spray of blood immediately hits you in the face
  1946. >You jump back and start wiping it off
  1947. >By the time you’ve got enough off to open your eyes again, it has covered your body and made a line back to her neck
  1948. >The flow has calmed down, and now it is bubbling out instead of spraying
  1949. >Her head is to the side
  1950. >She is staring at you
  1951. “Hey, are you alive?”
  1952. >She doesn’t move
  1953. >Guess she’s not
  1954. >The blood slows to a drip out of the hole in her neck
  1955. >You walk back up, nearly slipping on the bloody floor, and start cutting away the neck
  1956. >You start to feel giddy
  1957. >Eventually you reach the spine
  1958. >The knife definitely cannot cut it
  1959. >you go to the drawers and open ones until you find something much bigger
  1960. >It takes a minute or so, but a large saw with a jagged edge gets it done
  1961. >You put the saw aside, grasp a small clump of her mane, and pull
  1962. >Her head makes a slight ripping noise as it comes free of her body
  1963. >Her mouth is limp, and her eyes sit still in her head
  1964. >Drops of blood fall from her stump neck
  1965. >You sit on your haunches
  1966. >Your excitement is palpable
  1967. >This is amazing
  1968. >You know what you’re going to do with this
  1969. >You push her head down onto your dick
  1970. >It’s rock hard, but finds her throat
  1971. >You keep pushing
  1972. >Lubricated by blood, your dick slides up her throat, over her limp tongue, and out her mouth
  1973. >It pokes out through her lips
  1974. >Her lifeless face doesn’t react
  1975. >You pull her up and down
  1976. >Her throat rubs against you wonderfully
  1977. >You hug it close to you, and make short thrusts in and out
  1978. >Her head is still warm, but it’s cooling down, and that only reminds you how empowering this all is
  1979. >You run your hoof through her mane as you abuse her neck
  1980. >You catch a glimpse at her face, which is still utterly lifeless
  1981. >Her expression would be seem bored if there wasn’t something so wrong about it
  1982. >So wrong… but so right
  1983. >You are literally using a piece of her body as a sex toy
  1984. >You are defiling her corpse for a cheap thrill
  1985. >You are covered in blood from your adventures in owning her body and throwing her aside once she wasn’t useful
  1986. >The suction of the bloody stump is intoxicating
  1987. >Embracing her head close to you as you use it is intoxicating
  1988. >You can’t take it any more
  1989. >You make a final thrust as you cum ferociously
  1990. >In your haste, you pull her too tightly, and your tip gets stopped by her teeth
  1991. >You still make some token movements, before finally bottoming out
  1992. >You lay back, your semi-erect dick still in her
  1993. >Her mouth falls open, to reveal that it’s full of your cum
  1994. >You pull her off, and white cum drips down her throat and onto the ground
  1995. >You lay her head down and bask in the afterglow of…
  1996. >Technically the best masturbation session you’ve ever had
  1997. >Whatever
  1998. >Your chest is puffing in and out as you breathe heavily
  1999. >After a while, you consider what to do next
  2000. >You see the thin trail of white-red slime coming from the throat-hole of Swirl’s decapitated head
  2001. >You pick it up again
  2002. >Finishing the organ-grinding can wait
  2003.  
  2004. >Be you, Cherry Fizzy
  2005. >Be talking to your… marefriend, outside
  2006. “Yeah, I came, like, five times in two hours. Had to throw it away so that I could actually finish the job.”
  2007. >”Ooh, sounds pretty nice. I’ll have to see the results for myself.”
  2008. “It was, what, nearly a whole day ago? It probably smells bad by now, if it’s still intact. I really did throw it away, too.”
  2009. >She pouts
  2010. >”Come on, how’d you throw away a severed head covered in jizz?”
  2011. “Everfree forest, in a burlap sack.”
  2012. >”…That’ll do it. We’ll have to go again in the evening, so that you can show me.”
  2013. >You want to interrupt, but the train pulls out of town and distracts you
  2014. >A thought strikes you
  2015. “Huh, I wonder who just wandered into town. I hope they heard what’s been going on here.”
  2016. >She smiles mischievously
  2017. >”I wouldn’t know. Anyways, back to fucking a severed head…”
  2018. >You laugh
  2019. >So does she
  2020. >As you calm down, you remember a question
  2021. “What’s dying like when it doesn’t hurt?”
  2022. >She pauses to think, catching her breath
  2023. >”How to describe it… in the last moments, everything is heightened. Smaller feelings hit you harder and harder until it’s all gone.”
  2024. >”When there isn’t pain, or fear, or pleasure, or any feeling at all, it’s just… not really like anything, but still kind of nice.”
  2025. >You weren’t expecting that
  2026. “Really?”
  2027. >”Yeah, really. You should kill yourself to see what it’s like. I can even help you.”
  2028. >A voice you haven’t heard in a while suddenly hits you
  2029. >It’s loud
  2030. >”HEY! STOP THAT!”
  2031. >It’s Princess Twilight Sparkle!
  2032. >And Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash!
  2033. >They’re back!
  2034. >Finally, now this mess is their problem!
  2035. “Welc-“
  2036. >”Now you listen here! You’re a fully-grown mare! What makes you think it’s acceptable to tell others to kill themselves?”
  2037. >Swirl waves her hoof at the princess
  2038. >”Oh, he’ll be fine.”
  2039. >Twilight is positively incensed
  2040. >”Fine? Suicide is permanent! You don’t come back!”
  2041. “Princess, a lot of things have happened. Why, just yesterday I was giving her a French Monarchist, and here she is.”
  2042. >Rainbow and Fluttershy lean in
  2043. >The former asks Twilight what a “monarchist” is
  2044. >The latter asks what “French” is
  2045. >Twilight herself is just confused
  2046. >”Wait, you do know what death is?”
  2047. “Oh, yeah. We’ve been having fun with death, haven’t we, Swirl? Remember our day with Amethyst star?”
  2048. >Swirl recalls that vividly
  2049. >”Yeah, I wonder how she’s been doing.”
  2050. >She turns to Twilight
  2051. >”Anyways, death hasn’t been permanent here for something like a week now. Except for Pinkie Pie.”
  2052. >Oh, yeah…
  2053. “Aw, I’d almost forgotten about that. At least Applejack’s in jail over that.”
  2054. >Twilight is now thoroughly confused
  2055. >So are the other two
  2056. >”Is there somepony else I can ask about what’s going on?”
  2057. >A second familiar voice interjects
  2058. >”Here I am!”
  2059. >It’s Reddie Bread
  2060. >Twilight loudly asks
  2061. >”And who are you? Literally, I’ve never seen you before. Are you one of Pinkie’s cousins?”
  2062. >”Even better!”
  2063. >Reddie shouts, taking off his hat and flamboyantly throwing it aside
  2064. >Then he takes off… his…
  2065. >Moustache…
  2066. >Holy shit, it’s Pinkie Pie!
  2067. >Rainbow Dash looks at her and says
  2068. >”Pinkie, what are you doing?”
  2069. >Swirl, however is just as surprised as you are
  2070. >”By Celestia, didn’t you die?”
  2071. >Pinkie jumps up while shouting
  2072. >”Yup!”
  2073. >”But how did you survive?”
  2074. >”No idea! Now, you two run along while I clear all this up.”
  2075. >As you and Swirl back off, as Pinkie takes over
  2076. >Her frenetic style of description leaves the trio of element-bearers confused
  2077. >As you turn and walk away, you can hear Rainbow Dash very loudly understand what she’s talking about
  2078. >”WWWHHHAAT!!??”
  2079. >In fact, most of Ponyville probably heard it
  2080. >You and Swirl speed up from a trot to a run
  2081.  
  2082. >You’re back in your house
  2083. >The loud, almost argumentative explanation has moved to the other side of town
  2084. >Swirl sits on the floor
  2085. >You are sitting in your favorite chair
  2086. >”I can’t believe that Reddie was Pinkie all along…”
  2087. “I don’t think anypony could have seen it coming.”
  2088. >”Yeah… ”
  2089. >You sit back and relax
  2090. >Yep, this is a pretty nice chair
  2091. “I’m just relieved that she’s alive.”
  2092. >She crawls up and leans against your legs
  2093. >”Want to celebrate?”
  2094. >You think you know where this is going
  2095. “What do you have in mind?”
  2096. >She sits up
  2097. >”I could suck your dick. Maybe something more extreme, if you want.”
  2098. >You sigh
  2099. “Come on, can’t we just cuddle and enjoy each other’s company?”
  2100. >”Oh, but that’s boring!”
  2101. >You roll your eyes
  2102. “Can we at least give it a try?”
  2103. >She avoids your eyes
  2104. >”…Fine.”
  2105. “Hop on up here.”
  2106. >She crawls on top of you, sitting on your lap
  2107. >You put one hoof around the back of her head, and another around her upper back
  2108. >You pull her close
  2109. >She’s still guarded, her legs in between your bodies
  2110. “Hey, relax. I don’t bite.”
  2111. >She obeys, and her legs fall to your sides
  2112. >You rub her back with your hoof
  2113. >Your heads are right next to each other
  2114. >The heat of her body slowly melts away the stresses of the past weeks
  2115. >This is more comfortable than you have ever felt since you were a foal
  2116. >You can tell that Swirl doesn’t agree, though
  2117. >She’s still tense
  2118. >Her wings are folded in tightly
  2119. >It puts a damper on your mood
  2120. “What’s wrong?”
  2121. >She speaks slowly
  2122. >”This doesn’t feel quite right. Why are you doing this?”
  2123. “I think I love you.”
  2124. >It takes a while for her to respond
  2125. “…Oh.”
  2126. >A few seconds pass in silence
  2127. “Well, do you feel the same way about me?”
  2128. >”Uh…”
  2129. >She is looking away from you
  2130. >”Can I get back to you on that?”
  2131. >You can’t help but feel offended, but you aren’t sure why
  2132. >She stands up, gets off of you, and starts pacing the room
  2133. >It takes forever and a day, but eventually she asks you a question back
  2134. >”Are you sure you don’t just want a casual thing?”
  2135. “Swirl, we’ve been through a lot. Even now, we’re a really complicated pair. Why not take it the whole way?”
  2136. >”But we don’t have that kind of relationship!”
  2137. >You remember when you said the same thing to her
  2138. >Time to pull out the same response as she pulled on you
  2139. “Swirl, you’ve let me kill you and fuck you more times than I can count. What’s the holdup?”
  2140. >”I just didn’t expect this! I need a while to think about it!”
  2141. >Alright, you won’t push it any further
  2142. >Actually, your sex life means that she has spent a lot of time dead
  2143. >Maybe that’s why this is all catching her off-guard?
  2144. >You’ve literally had more time to think about it in the weeks you’ve been with her
  2145. >Well, there’s how you’re going to help her think through it
  2146. “How about this: Come back tonight, and I’ll have my fun with you. After that, no more for you until you have an answer.”
  2147. >She stares at the ceiling briefly, before sighing
  2148. >”Deal.”
  2149. “Alright. I’ll see you then.”
  2150. >She takes one look at you before walking out the since-repaired door
  2151. >You hope that she decides she likes you
  2152.  
  2153. >That evening, there’s a knocking at your front door
  2154. >When you open it, it’s Swirl
  2155. >She enters, and you close the door behind her
  2156. >She starts
  2157. >”I did some thinking…”
  2158. >A slight hint of fear invades her voice
  2159. >”…And yes, I do believe that I love you back. At least, I feel strongly about you somehow.”
  2160. >You run up and hug her
  2161. “I’m so glad to hear that!”
  2162. >”Hey, hey!”
  2163. >She pushes you off lightly
  2164. >”I believe you said I’d be getting some sex tonight.”
  2165. >She says it lightheartedly
  2166. >You take a second to compose yourself
  2167. “Got it, got it. Anything in particular? I think I know one way to do it that will let you see your own head tomorrow.”
  2168. >”I’ll leave it up to you.”
  2169. >She suddenly remembers something
  2170. >”Oh, one more thing! Twilight looked at the knife.”
  2171. >”The enchantment is really complicated, but apparently, touching is how it keeps you protected, being injured by it just makes it last longer.”
  2172. “Wow, really? Makes my plan a lot easier.”
  2173. >She starts to tense up with excitement
  2174. >”What’s your plan?”
  2175. “Well, I have this piano wire…”
  2176. >”I thought you didn’t play piano.”
  2177. “I don’t, but a friend does, and I did a favor for him. Don’t ask why he paid me in piano wire, I don’t know. Anyways…”
  2178. “How about I take you from behind, while using that around your throat?”
  2179. >Her hind legs rub against each other
  2180. >”Won’t that… kill me a bit early?”
  2181. “If you’re having too much fun, I can ease off the pressure.”
  2182. >”Oooh… let’s go. Let’s do it.”
  2183. >She’s positively giddy
  2184. “Slow down, we’re doing this outside. It will be easier to clean up.”
  2185. >You walk over and get the piano wire in question
  2186. >You’ve already prepared it for your idea
  2187. >It’s very long and connected at both ends, and has been twisted once to make a figure eight
  2188. >You put some tough padding on the back of your neck and wear one of the wire loops over it
  2189. >This is going to be good, assuming it doesn’t hurt you
  2190. >You walk out to the back yard, where Swirl is waiting for you
  2191. >She is presenting for you
  2192. >You can’t help but smile
  2193. >You walk across the grass to her, lining up your shot
  2194. >You shove her marehood’s lips aside push your hard cock into her, until you can’t go any further
  2195. >With your head above hers, you maneuver the wire until you can slip it over her head
  2196. >After making sure it’s around her neck, you whisper into her ear
  2197. “You ready?”
  2198. >She nods, breathing heavily
  2199. >You move in and out of her, planting your front hooves on her back
  2200. >She begins to whimper
  2201. >Once you get into the swing of things, you push off of her
  2202. >The wire tugs against the back of your head, but the padding keeps it soft
  2203. >For Swirl, however, it’s a bit more serious
  2204. >Her noises stop instantly, and are replaced by her attempting to breathe through the pressure
  2205. >As you thrust into her, it becomes slightly harder or easier for her to use her throat
  2206. >Her choking takes on the same rhythm as your movements
  2207. >After she starts flailing from lack of air, you let up
  2208. >You fall back onto her
  2209. “How was that?”
  2210. >She says through her panting
  2211. >”Not enough!”
  2212. >You push down on her shoulders again, and keep fucking
  2213. >She is so unbelievably wet that it’s easy
  2214. >Her front legs are splayed to the sides from the weight of your body on her back
  2215. >Her rear is still in the air
  2216. >She begins to convulse and spasm from the choking
  2217. >It even looks like her face is turning completely red
  2218. >Her frenzied jittering feels great on your dick
  2219. >You give her a few more seconds before letting up again
  2220. >She chokes and coughs, laying on the grass as you ram her
  2221. “Now, how was that?”
  2222. >Her voice is raspy and broken
  2223. >”Still not enough!”
  2224. >She goes back to breathing as fast as possible
  2225. >You give her a few seconds to catch her breath
  2226. >Then, you pull up one last time
  2227. >You start pounding her as hard and fast as possible
  2228. >Her head is pulled up by the wire pushing against her neck
  2229. >As you rub her in and out with your throbbing cock, she begins to scrabble around
  2230. >Her hooves try and find traction somewhere, but they’re pinned
  2231. >You look down at her
  2232. >Her tongue is hanging out
  2233. >There’s a massive smile on her face, which is aimed towards the sky by the pull of the wire
  2234. >Even as her face is turning red
  2235. >You start unconsciously pushing against her even harder
  2236. >Her jerking reaches its peak
  2237. >You keep pushing her down against the improvised garotte
  2238. >As she slowly starts to return to limpness, you realize what’s going on
  2239. >She has just died
  2240. >You cum instantly, your mind overtaken by the feeling of power at using her
  2241. >It doesn’t last long, however
  2242. >After a few seconds, one of your hooves slips off of her
  2243. >It plants itself in the ground next to her body
  2244. >You look down and see that it’s in a pool of blood
  2245. >As you take the wire off from around your neck, you realize that it’s not moving from hers
  2246. >It’s actually embedded in her throat
  2247. >It has cut a groove from being pulled on so hard
  2248. >You get off of her
  2249. >On her side, slightly covered by her wing, is a series of cuts
  2250. >That’s where she was holding the knife, which is now laying in the grass next to her
  2251. >You probably should have checked that earlier
  2252. >You promised that you would show her her own head after it had been used by you
  2253. >You pick up the knife and get to work cutting it off, planning the rest of the night to use it as best as possible

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