>You come to and feel a tightness around your head
>It becomes obvious soon after, when you try to get up, that your whole body is restricted
>Before you can call out in panic, a familiar voice hits your ears with a tone of frustration
>”Well, it’s about time you woke up”
>Starlight Glimmer...
>She walks into view, and now your situation starts to reveal itself to you
>You’re in the castle’s library, and are stuck inside one of the room’s chairs
“Starlight, what the hell is this?”
>She pouts in an exaggerated fashion
>”What, you don’t remember our arrangement?”
>She snorts before continuing
>”I guess that makes some sense; you were totally hammered for that conversation. Oh well...”
>Arrangement?
>This doesn’t ring a bell at all!
>Her stomach lets out an unholy gurgling sound, replacing her look of insincere pity with one of glee
>She speaks up as she clutches her stomach and grimaces slightly
>”Looks like everything lined up perfectly; Twilight should be here any minute”
>What does Twilight have to do with... whatever this is?
>Starlight levitates an empty, yet greasy and stained plate into view
>”Do you know what I just finished eating? An ungodly amount of the greasiest, most gas-producing fast food I could get my hooves on”
>Your eyes glaze over and your blood runs cold as everything becomes clear
>”’Brap queen can make my face her throne whenever she wants’, I think you said?”
>You... there’s no way you said that!
>That’s not even your fetish!
>As if reading your mind, she sheepishly speaks up yet again
>”You may have been under the influence of more than just alcohol, but... you still said it! So...”
>A pair of knocks hit the door to the library, and Starlight disappears the plate she was levitating before smiling deviously at you and calling out
>”Come on in, Twilight!”
>With no time to react, Starlight seals your mouth with magic, plants her fuzzy ass on your face and greets Twilight jovially
>No matter how hard you try, not a sound comes out
>Your body has not even an inch of space to move around in, so physically forcing your way out is impossible as well
>”So, Starlight, you wanted to read ‘The Long, Exhaustively-Detailed Guide to Success as a Publisher of Long, Exhaustively-Detailed Guides’, correct?”
>Through the warm, sweaty masses of flesh that are enveloping your senses, you hear another spell being cast as Starlight responds
>”Yes, that’s correct”
>Another spine-chilling gurgle wreaks havoc on Starlight’s bowels, which is thunderous in volume from the close proximity
>Twilight speaks up in a confused tone
>”Um, are you sure you don’t wanna read something a little more... I dunno, ‘exciting’?”
>Starlight’s ponut, which is pressed tightly against your nose, twitches and parts slightly as the activity in her stomach audibly moves lower
>”I’m sure. I’ve had enough ‘excitement’ this week, and I’d like to just unwind and... ‘relax’”
>To punctuate her sentence, she releases a hot, wet fart directly into your nostrils
>The smell is magnitudes worse than anything you’ve ever experienced before
>After what felt like hours, the loud, rippling fart ends and her ponut closes once again
>”Okay, but it might take a couple—no, several hours. Don’t be surprised if you fall asleep out of boredom, hehe...”
>As you try and fail to keep from inhaling the horrific stench, you think to yourself; ‘Did Twilight not hear that!?’
>Twilight begins reading the book aloud, but you don’t bother listening
>Starlight grunts softly and rips another long and room-clearing fart
>It ‘might’ve’ cleared the room had it not been shot straight into your lungs through your tortured nose
>You begin to feel sick and lightheaded
>Starlight, not missing a beat, casts another spell
>You feel a cool, ticklish sensation pass through your body
>Twilight stops mid-sentence
>”Uh, Starlight?”
>Said pony readjusts her sitting position very slightly, but doesn’t raise enough for you to get any clean air
>”I was just... fixing something! I have a slight case of OCD, haha... sorry!”
>Twilight responds hurriedly, and sounds a tad remorseful
>”No no, that’s okay! I didn’t know... Right, where were we?”
>Starlight’s stomach gurgles yet again, and she shifts her weight down onto your face even more; her ponut sliding over your nose until it is fully encasing it
>Just when you thought your situation couldn’t get any worse, now the gut-wrenching stench assaults your senses with every breath you take
>That’s it
>You don’t care if you suffocate and possibly die, you’re not taking another breath!
>Emptying your lungs as much as you can into the cavernous hell that is Starlight’s large intestine, you begin the scary process of holding your breath
>You were already lightheaded before, so it doesn’t take long for the effects of oxygen deprivation to wash over you
>It’s terrifying
>But is it more terrifying than the idea of breathing only sulfuric gas for the next several hours?
>Fuck no!
>Starlight giggles
>Her ponut clamps down on your nose hard, and you can feel her strain before a torrent of scalding hot gas rockets out of her and fills your lungs completely
>The stench is ten times worse than before, and the urge to puke hits you like a freight train...
>But the bile never comes
>You feel the need to vomit so badly, but the sensation tops out just before actually ejecting any bile
>What... the fuck!?
>Even if it has to come out of your nose, you don’t care!
>Tears sting at your eyes
>This is Hell...
>The faint sound of another spell being cast reaches your ears, and it’s only moments before yet another deathly fart forces its way inside your lungs, punctuated by a relieved sigh from Starlight
>Oh, God...
>Please, make this fucking stop!
>You don’t care if a villain vaporizes this entire castle and everyone in it, just let this end already!
>Your ears pick up the sound of Twilight’s voice over your internal screaming, and then it finally sinks in
>It couldn’t have been more than five minutes since she started reading
>Right as the dread fully takes hold, Starlight’s ponut clenches around your nose once again
>No...
>Please!
>Another spell is cast, and you suddenly hear Starlight’s voice in your mind
>”How are you doing down there?”
>Her voice is dripping with faux concern
>’Starlight, get the fuck off of me! I’m going to die if this keeps up!’
>”Oh, nonsense. I would never let that happen! Don’t be such a crybaby, Anon”
>’You don’t know how fucking awful this is! It feels like I need to puke constantly, but I can’t! What the fuck did you do to me!?’
>”Oh, that? I didn’t want you blowing my cover, so I cast a spell that’ll keep your bile riiiiiight where it is. Ooh, now that I think about it, that does sound pretty bad... Oh well! Sucks to be you!”
>Before you can even respond, it’s obvious that she has stopped listening
>Tears once again gathering in your eyes, the fifth of what will probably be hundreds of stomach-turning farts fills your lungs to near-bursting
>Eventually... you stopped thinking


...
>After what could’ve been minutes, hours or even days, another spell is heard being cast from above
>Starlight’s voice enters your mind again
>”Twilight says we’re almost finished with that book—more of a novel, really. How is my favorite chair faring, hmm?”
>’...’
>”Oh, don’t be like that! It can’t be ‘that’ bad”
>’...’
>”...I know what you’re thinking: ‘I’ll just turn my brain off and wait for the suffering to end’, right?”
>A pang of fear strikes your heart, but you remain silent
>”Mmmm... I felt that~ ‘Celestia’, it drives me wild knowing exactly how you feel, all while I’m just having a wonderful time bonding with my good friend, Twilight”
>’Fuck you! When this is over, you’re fucked! You hear me!?’
>”Ohh, but that’s the best part, Anon... there is no end”
>’W-what?’
>She must be bluffing; she can’t do this forever
>You’ll get out of here, and she’ll suffer the fucking consequences!
>She laughs uncontrollably, a sound that grates on your ears, and it’ll be too soon if you never hear it again
>”Let me give you a hint, Anon. When me and Twilight are done here, I’m going to suppress your memories. Do you know what that means!?”
>Her voice is brimming with excitement
>”The next time we do this, which will be many, many more times, it’ll feel to you as if not a moment has passed!”
>As her laughter continues to erupt in your head, your blood freezes solid in your veins and your body becomes flushed with pure, sickening dread
>Something breaks inside of you, and suddenly all you want to do is curl up in a ball and cry until someone saves you; telling you that everything will be okay
>With a grin that you can practically hear, Starlight chimes in, having heard your every thought
>”We’ll still be friends outside of this, like nothing had ever happened, but the Anon I’ll be laughing with and enjoying every minute being around won’t be ‘you’. While he lives a wonderful life, ‘your’ suffering will never. Ever. End~”
>Yet another dreaded spell is cast, and the effect is immediately obvious
>Your eyes roll back in your head and your insides are desperate to become outsides as the potency of her ponut’s stench increases to impossible levels
>Somewhere far away in your mind, you notice a wet sensation on your mouth where Starlight’s pussy is resting, and her ponut grips your nose harder than ever before
>”I’ll be listening, Anon. Don’t hold your emotions back, just let them take over~”
>’Please... please, Starlight, I... I’ll do anything! ANYTHING!’
>”Anything?”
>’God, yes, anything!’
>”Hmmm... then... tell me how bad this smells!”
>With that exclamation as the only warning, another torrent of her rotten gas pumps its way into your body
>Almost everything fades away, and all that remains is hellish torture
>The fart goes... and goes... and goes...
>”Hello again! Been a while, hasn’t it?”
>...What?
>Something’s different
>Where did the stench go so suddenly?
>”Oh, right! It’s been a week since the last time. I’ve gotta get used to your perception of time, haha!”
>No...
>FUCK!
>Her laughter rings out yet again
>”Oh goodness, that’s funny... anyway, we’re in my room right now. Just the two of us. How romantic!”
>Before you can come up with a response, or something awful to call her, she continues
>”I don’t feel like doing the whole... ‘back-and-forth’ thing today, so... just sit tight while I go over my upcoming friendship lessons, ‘kay? On the plus side, nopony is around so I can be as gross as I want without holding back!”
>Sobs slowly wrack your body, but unsurprisingly no sound comes out
>There’s a couple notable differences from before, and you die a little more inside as you become aware of them
>The position you’re forced into is even less comfortable than before; kneeling low with your face poking through the seat of a cushy chair, and...
>Instead of your, now sealed, nose, your mouth is now pressed inseparably against her disgusting ponut
>”Oh yeah, that. I thought I’d mix it up a little; keep things ‘fresh’, y’know? I wanna find out early which of these two are worse so I can make the most of our time together; being forced to helplessly sniff up every trace of my, admittedly bad, gas, or...”
>She grunts, and you can feel her ponut flexing against your forcibly-parted lips
>Not even a second later, and a burning-hot, moist fart bellows out of her rectum and directly into your mouth
>The taste immediately induces extreme nausea in you and you feel the need to violently retch, but like before, you’re not afforded that relief and are kept on the brink
>It ends with a relieved sigh from Starlight
>”Gods, that felt good... So! Hooooow’s the taste~?”
>Your eyes stare sightlessly on, and all you can do is continue to breathe in the horrid stench through your mouth and wish you were dead
>”Aww, that bad, huh? You poor thing... Hey, I’m sure you can find ‘some’ way to enjoy this”
>She pauses, and you hear the sound of a beverage being greedily gulped down for about ten seconds before coming away with a gasp
>”Mmmm... in reality, I’m hoping you don’t ‘ever’ find a way to enjoy this. I’ve never felt more of a rush of sadistic pleasure than when you’re under me, forced to endure whatever I do to you~”
>Her stomach roars angrily, prompting her to clutch it and groan, as if it’s rejecting whatever Starlight has put inside of it
>”Oh, sweet, merciful Celestia... i-it’s coming!”
>She moans and continues to double over as the loud and violent war on her insides travels lower... and lower
>”O-oh, buck...! I may have... o-overdone it!”
>Fear and dread take the strongest hold on your heart that they ever have, and Starlight’s hyperventilating betrays a similar feeling
>She keeps whispering pleas frantically to herself and moaning/groaning as the frightening bowel noises reach their destination, and their peak
>And then...
>Starlight yells out; uncontrollably vocalizing several emotions as she opens the gates of Hell and empties its contents into your body through the airtight seal
>The unspeakably disgusting, hot gas stretches your throat as it brute forces its way into your shaking, non-consenting body
>Starlight pants and whines as she continues to purge her upset bowels, uncaring of the sinful misery she’s inflicting upon you
>In fact, her vocalizations take on a euphoric tone and she begins playing with herself
>The stream of gas relents only slightly and her horn can be heard igniting
>First, the sounds of what you think is some magic dildo beginning to pummel her dripping wet horsepussy as she leans even further back onto your face
>And secondly, the taste...
>Tears pour endlessly from your eyes as your sense of taste becomes what must be a hundred times stronger
>With a guttural moan, she pushes and the putrid gas picks up right where it left off
>She continues feverishly pounding away at herself, howling with pleasure and relief as the nightmarishly-awful farts pump your stomach full
>You’re writhing in misery, and she’s writhing in ecstasy...
>To your great displeasure, the never-ending fart becomes wetter and wetter by the second, coating your insides in the horrific taste
>’Please... someone help me...’
>The squelching sounds of Starlight’s masturbation speeds up in response
>Her moans reach a fever pitch and hang out in that range while your taste buds and insides become gradually more coated in rotten filth
>’Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me—!’
>A final, powerful and wet burst of gas fills your mouth, throat and stomach as Starlight screams out in euphoric pleasure
>You can feel her vibrating strongly through her rump, which continues to be planted firmly on your face, as the orgasm shoots through her like a dozen bolts of lightning
>You cry like you’ve never cried before, having been entirely overwhelmed by the stomach-churning torture
>’Why!? Why me!? God... help me!’
>For the next few minutes, any hope you ever had of living a normal life shatters and falls away
>You have no choice but to swallow everything that remains in your mouth, if only to lessen the nausea-inducing taste the slightest bit
>When Starlight has recovered significantly enough from the extremely powerful orgasm, she speaks up in a very pleasured and relieved tone
>”Ahhh, hahaha... mmmm~... Y’know... I didn’t even get any work done, hehe~”
>’Starlight, I’m begging you, from the bottom of my heart... please stop this’
>”Mmmm... I’ll tell you what... I’ll give you a break”
>She slowly lifts her ass off of your face
>Before you can stop it, a glimmer of hope sparks alive within you
>You immediately regret it as her ass comes right back down and smushes your face, denying you even an ounce of fresh air
>She yawns, and you can tell right away that the situation has changed yet again
>The rancid taste has vanished, and the magic seal has switched back to your mouth again
>”Hey there. If you don’t mind, I’m just gonna do some light reading while I get ready for bed. It’s been a long month. Let me know how it is this time; I’ve done some ‘very’ extensive research”
>For all the tears you’ve cried, more somehow continue to fall free unbidden
>”Would you believe me if I told you that there’s a long, exhaustively-detailed guide for producing the highest volume of the most foul-smelling farts known to ponykind? Nah, I wouldn’t believe it either, haha!”
>A month of your life; gone... in one second...
>”Silly, this ‘is’ your life. ‘Anon’ on the other hoof, he’s never been happier! You should’ve seen him when I asked him out for the first time, it warmed my heart so much!”
>She sighs wistfully and slides her ponut over your nose again
>Right on cue, her stomach loudly proclaims its anger at whatever ungodly concoction is roiling away inside it this time, yet Starlight seems no worse for wear
>”Yeah, I’ve decided to do away with the pain and discomfort with a simple spell. Now I can take full pleasure in what comes next~”
>Same as that first time, which feels like an eternity ago, her ponut clamps down on your nose before sending the worst fart by a wide margin into your lungs
>It’s unimaginably nauseating, and that familiar feeling of true despair and hopelessness sets right back in
>”Suffer~”


>...
>Starlight, like she has many, many times previously, makes herself comfortable on your face with a contented sigh
>One instant for you, and days to months for her
>You would be completely and utterly broken by now, but Starlight has made sure that you remain present and alert
>This must be the throne room in Twilight’s castle
>Apparently it’s become a favorite spot of Starlight’s for the purpose of making your life Hell
>The openness of it, and what it represents sends a twisted thrill through her every time
>As part of her ritual, Starlight heightens your sense taste and smell before entering your mind for her usual psychological torment
>”How many times does this make? I’m having a hard time remembering; we’ve done this ‘dozens’ and ‘dozens’ of wonderful times over the last year~”
>You ‘know’...
>She insists on making ‘sure’ you know just how much time has passed, yet continues to play dumb just to fuck with you
>Ignoring your thoughts, which she can hear clearly, she continues
>”For you, that would be... ‘weeks’ of nonstop torture! Do you know how many hours that is!? Whew...!”
>Having long since perfected her formula for creating the worst possible experience for you, and the best possible experience for her, she gulps down her bowel-moving beverage with greed; her stomach no doubt already full of terribly greasy food
>Despite engineering a magical drink just for this, she insists on continuing to gorge herself on the unhealthy junk food
>She tells you that it’s because of how delicious it is, and knowing that it will end up contributing to your misery wildly turns her on
>Once finished, she vocalizes her satisfaction with the delicious drink and giggles to herself a bit
>Mere moments later, her bowels react as expected, and despite how many times you’ve heard it, the level of pure terror it instills in you is just as strong as ever
>”Is that sound as exciting to you as it is to me? It never fails to send a wave of pure ‘euphoria’ through my entire body~”
>She coos and leans back, spreading her rear hooves open in preparation to receive a dildo that was custom-made to give her the most pleasure possible
>Upon Starlight’s insistence, Rarity was coerced into learning how to create such a thing, on the condition that this be the only one
>You know exactly why Starlight did it, too, because she made sure you knew
>It’s so that one of your—no, ‘Anon’s friends is unknowingly taking part in your torture
>It’s fucking sickening
>Starlight speaks up in a mocking tone
>”Oh, boo hoooo! Is my little chair getting upset again? You poor, poor thing... here, I’ve got juuuuuust the trick to take your mind off it~”
>She casts the spell which ensures that her gas will be sent through both your nose - which still firmly rests inside of her ponut - ‘and’ your mouth, which is sealed but will still be receiving the same treatment as if it were open
>Before she even releases any gas, the stench and taste floating around in her large intestine is enough to send your nausea skyrocketing
>With a deep, pleasured sigh, she stuffs herself completely with the large, lubricated dildo and sends a long, rippling fart into your nose, lungs, mouth and stomach simultaneously
>Your entire world becomes engulfed in the taste and smell of the wettest, most toxic gas to ever be released
>Starlight cries out loudly and uncontrollably at the level of eye-rolling pleasure shooting throughout her entire body
>It sounds as if she’s sobbing; the immensely-pleasurable sensations already overwhelming her within seconds
>”Ohhh yeheheheeeeesss~! Oh, Celestiaaaaaa~!”
>Feeling an orgasm fast-approaching, she manages to light her horn and cast a spell that will keep her from going over the edge; wanting to prolong it until she has completely run out of gas
>This is nothing new
>No longer able to form coherent words, she simply babbles and moans endlessly as your misery/her ecstasy continues
>...
>...
>What must have been half an hour goes by, and you know from experience that Starlight is beginning to run empty
>Her horn lights up yet again, this time to greatly and artificially increase the misery you’ll feel as the last of her gas pours into you while allowing her pleasure to rise alongside it
>Her moans pick up in volume steadily as the potency of her putrid farts begin to shatter all previous understanding of what should be possible
>Your vision whites out completely and your senses are burning molten hot with the agony caused by her impossibly-smelly gas
>The nausea you’re feeling finds a new peak and continues to rise mind-numbingly higher and higher as Starlight pounds herself faster and faster
>Her moans are more of a warbling scream as she reaches climax, and she strains as hard as she can to pour every last ounce of her horrific gas into you
>Just as both of your wildly-contrasting experiences begin to top out, a loud *pop* echoes throughout the throne room shortly followed by the telltale sound of a horn lighting up
>Not a second more passes before Starlight wordlessly tumbles forward off of your face, and you hear what you can only guess is her body hitting the floor
>W.....what...?
>The horn lights up again; a sound you’ve grown to fear more than death itself, before you’re instantly relocated
>Your vision still hasn’t come back, but you don’t need that to know that you’re no longer confined and forcibly kneeling
>”Oh, Anon...”
>That’s... Twilight’s voice
>It’s been ages since you’ve last heard it
>You feel something soft and warm wrap around your body and embrace you gently, and a much closer-sounding horn lights up one moment before all of the sickening sensations within you melt away
>Your vision begins slowly fading in as Twilight sobs into your chest
>When you can finally see again, you look down at Twilight in pure disbelief
>This is...
>This can’t be real
>No, Starlight must be playing some kind of new trick on you!
>You mean to tell her to stop, but no sound comes out
>You’ve only been able to communicate through your thoughts for such a long time that the concept of actually speaking aloud is suddenly hard to wrap your head around
“......S...s-sto-stop...”
>Your voice is quiet, but still loud enough for Twilight to cease her crying and look up at you
>Her eyes are filled with confusion and tears in equal measure
>She presses herself against you again, clutching you as if you’ll disappear any second
>”You’re safe, Anon. Everything’s going to be okay from now on, I promise”
>Your eyes cloud over
>”You’ll be okay. I’m here now”
>Her words slowly start to sink in, prompting tears to begin filling your eyes
>”I’m so, so sorry that it took so long for me to save you, but once I figured out what Starlight has been doing to you, I had to make ‘absolutely’ sure that I’d be able to stop her when I made a move. Unfortunately... that meant waiting for her to be, umm... absent-minded enough to catch off-guard”
>Your manage to shakily raise your arms and weakly return her embrace
>She whispers solemnly as she rests her head next to yours
>”Please forgive me for making you go through that one last time. I’m sorry... I’m sorry”
>Your strength almost fully returns and you pull her tightly to your chest; now sobbing uncontrollably
>She gently rubs your back and cries right along with you
>...
>When the both of you have pulled yourselves together enough, Twilight pulls away from the embrace and looks towards...
>Starlight
>As your eyes land on her unconscious form, fear strikes your heart
>Only briefly, however, as Twilight reassures you softly that she can’t harm you anymore
>Twilight gets to her hooves and walks over to her
“P-please, be careful!”
>Twilight wastes no time in lifting Starlight’s body with her magic, laying her onto her back, and then...
>In one swift, merciless motion, Twilight rears up onto her hind hooves, then shouts with fury and stomps a hoof onto Starlight’s horn as it lay against the cold, hard floor
>Starlight jolts awake with a blood-curdling scream, and convulses as Twilight continues to forcibly hold her down in her magical grasp
>Not giving her a chance to recover, Twilight rears up for another powerful stomp
>This one does the trick, and the bone-chilling sound of Starlight’s horn shattering to pieces can be heard only a millisecond before an even louder scream echoes along the walls of the throne room
>She continues to scream uncontrollably as Twilight stares down at her, panting with rage and fury that you’ve never seen in a pony until now
>Twilight begins shouting at Starlight, barely audible over the continuous wailing
>”Did that feel good!? Was the torture that you put my friend through for all this time WORTH IT!?”
>Unsurprisingly, Starlight can only sob loudly with agony in response
>Twilight lifts every fragment of the horn into the air and vaporizes them without hesitation
>You haven’t been able to look away or move an inch, and the sight of what’s happening makes your blood run cold yet again
>As the unending sound of Starlight’s screams begin to drill deep into your skull, you manage to raise your hands enough to cover your ears
>It doesn’t help at all
>Twilight, having visibly calmed down a fair bit, once again encompasses Starlight in her aura
>She sets her onto the Cutie Map and folds her into a helpless-looking position before binding her hooves together inescapably with a spell, and finally sealing her mouth shut
>The sudden silence is deafening
>Twilight looks over at you for the first time since she snapped and sees that you’re cowering
>Her expression softens dramatically and she quickly trots over to you
>Like before, she throws her hooves around you and whispers softly
>”It’s okay... everything’s fine, I promise”
>She gently pries your hands away from your ears and gives you an honest attempt at a reassuring smile
>Her pupils are still dilating from the amount of adrenaline pumping through her body
>The reassurance doesn’t quite take, and you end up feeling just as scared as before
>”I promise I’m gonna make this right, Anon. Please... trust me”
>She rests her body against yours for a few moments before pulling away again
>”I... I have to do this while I still have the nerve to. If you want, I’ll take you someplace else first so that you don’t have to see it”
>Her eyes are filled with determination, and a hint of uncertainty
>You instinctively shake your head, to your own surprise
>After searching your eyes for a few moments, she nods and turns back to face Starlight, who is still convulsing silently in pain and walks up to her until she is only inches away
>Twilight leans down and whispers something into her ear
>Starlight stares back at her; eyes filled with agony and terror
>Starlight begins shaking her head ‘no’ in response with what little movement she’s afforded
>Twilight says one last thing and nods, as if reassuring to Starlight that whatever she said to her is not to be mistaken as an empty threat
>Twilight steps back and lights her horn up yet again; the aura is concentrated entirely onto Starlight’s underside
>Within seconds, that dreadfully familiar rumbling sound hits your ears from across the room, sending a breathtaking wave of fear through you
>You clutch yourself desperately and struggle to catch your breath, which has decided to evacuate your body as you relived the hours and hours of torment in the span of a single second
>Twilight doesn’t hear your struggling as her focus remains on Starlight
>Fuck... come on... come on!
>Against all odds you manage to catch your breath once again; taking desperate gasps of the precious oxygen
>As the sound of Starlight’s stomach protesting loudly continues, you reason with yourself that that you’re safe because she’s nowhere near you, and bound very effectively
>Twilight’s presence is the last piece needed to return your heart rate and breathing to a safe level
>Goddamn...
>How the fuck are you ever going to function normally after all this!?
>Tears sting at your eyes, but stop just before falling as Twilight now pools her magic at the base of where Starlight’s horn once was
>Starlight’s convulsions soon cease, and she stares wide-eyed at Twilight
>The seal on her mouth is removed moments later
>When she speaks, it’s in a low, hoarse voice
>”T-Twilight... please—“
>Not missing a beat, Twilight chuckles a single time and snarls
>”Please? Really?”
>Starlight attempts to plead with her some more, but Twilight returns her focus on forcibly upsetting Starlight’s bowels, which stops the words before they can even form
>”’Please’, huh? Yeah... yeah, okay. Is this what you wanted?”
>Her tone is willfully ignorant, but still laced noticeably with righteous fury
>Twilight’s horn brightens substantially and suddenly the volume of Starlight’s incredibly upset bowels fills the room much more dominantly than before
>Starlight can only groan in pain as her own body violently turns against her
>As Starlight goes to relieve the pressure building up in her rear, Twilight acts fast and seals her ponut completely shut with a quick and effortless-looking spell; as if waiting until the last moment to spring this upon her
>”N-n-noooohohooooo...!”
>Sobs wrack Starlight’s helpless body as she’s forced to endure the pressure in her bowels with no hope of relief as the gas pummels away at the unviable exit
>Her tongue lolls out and her eyes roll back as she moans miserably
>Twilight grins and decides to taunt her
>”Awww, what’s the matter~? Is your tummy hurting~?”
>Her only response is a pitiful whine
>Holy fuck...
>You watch with awe as this continues to unfold
>Despite everything, you start to feel something that you haven’t felt in ages
>You feel... excited
>You’re no longer scared of returning to the agonizing, disgusting Hell beneath her ass, because it’s finally dawning on you that that isn’t going to happen
>With monumental effort, you get onto your hands and knees and begin the slow process of standing up
>Did you actually feel... bad for Starlight?
>Ever since she began torturing you, all you’ve wanted was for her to pay
>Guess you forgot that for a moment, when your naive dreams actually started to become a reality...
>You struggle to hold your balance as you rise to standing height, but manage to remain upright long enough to stabilize
>Now that your focus isn’t almost entirely on standing, you tune back in to the sound of Starlight’s suffering
>...Music to your fucking ears
>Still a little wobbly, you slowly walk over to the Cutie Map and join Twilight’s side
>She turns to you in surprise and smiles
>”Anon! Y-you kinda scared me, haha... are you okay?”
>You swallow the last lump of nerves and nod
“Yeah. I’m okay, now. Thank you”
>Ignoring Starlight’s increasingly frequent whines and the roiling nightmare trapped within her bowels, Twilight smiles tearfully at you and rears up for a hug
>You accept the embrace happily, running your fingers gently through her mane
>She shakily sighs as the reality of what’s occurred today starts to catch up with her
>You tighten the embrace and try your best to reassure her
“Twilight, don’t you dare feel remorse for what you’ve done. If given the chance, you know for a fact that she would eventually do something just as, if not more horrible in the future. You did what you thought was necessary... and you were really fucking cool when you smashed her horn”
>Twilight looks up at you in shock, and looks as if she’s debating whether or not she should laugh at that last bit
>Starlight makes herself known again with a particularly loud groan
>You both look over at her
>Tears and drool are pooled next to her face, and her mouth hangs lazily open
>It’s the very image of pitiful
>You look back at Twilight
“Hey... you should give her some relief”
>She looks back at you confused, but your wink clues her into what you’re thinking
>”Oh, o-okay”
>Twilight’s horn lights up and once again targets Starlight’s underside
>Her bowels’ violent movements lessen in volume and frequency until they’re barely audible
>Starlight eventually manages to pull herself together enough to squeak out a few words
>”Is... is... is it o-over?”
>Twilight smiles down at her lovingly, and reaches over to slowly pet her mane while avoiding the jagged remnants of her horn
>”Yeah. It’s over now... Do you want to finally let go of all of that ‘terrible’, ‘awful’ gas?”
>Starlight hastily replies
>”Y-y-yes! Oh, please, ‘please’, Twilight!”
>Twilight nods and continues petting her
>”Alright. You’ve been through enough...”
>Her horn lights up and begins to create a sophisticated-looking pattern
>Once fully formed, it creates a physical mask that fits neatly and airtight over Starlight’s muzzle, with a tube stuffed into her open mouth
>The other end of the tube... leads right to her, now unsealed, ponut
>Casting one final, powerful spell on Starlight’s underside, her bowels resume their previous rampage; much stronger and louder this time
>Starlight’s eyes shoot open and she makes muffled noises of protest and anguish
>Within seconds, she uncontrollably releases all of the pent-up gas that was once trapped inside her, directly into her own open mouth and nostrils
>Muffled moans of relief mix with moans of disgust, followed very quickly by a burst of vomit into the tube
>Her own putrid gas propels the chunky bile right back into her mouth and splatters the inside of the mask instantly
>What follows is an endless cacophony of agony, disgust and relief as she’s forced to expel and suck down her own nauseating, stomach-turning gas, quickly and violently reject it by vomiting, then helplessly consume her own vomit and repeat the process again... and again... and again...
>With your mission complete, you steady yourself with a hand on Twilight’s withers and slowly make your way out of the throne room with her; the sounds of never-ending misery fading away as Twilight closes the door behind the both of you
>How did you say it again, Starlight?
>Oh, right
>...
>’Suffer’...