Chapters Madness of Duke Venomania
There is a mansion near the woods that houses possibly the most lustful cretin in all of Venomania: Duke Venomania.
He was a handsome white stallion also barely known as "Fancy Pants." Though, in his mansion's basement you will find his harem of beautiful woman, all entranced by his devilish powers.
Many of these women are missing from their families! They are on missing people signs and all! They all don't have enough control on their bodies to leave, though! How can someone control women like this, you might ask. It's easy, really...
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Now, shall we dance?" The Duke said, smiling kindly looking at what would be his next harem "slave." She practically climbed into his arms as they peacefully danced. He got charisma for women from making a deal with the devil. From this deal he got amazing flirting skills, but also lost his soul to the devil.
Mere hours later he was back in his "throne." His seat that had his four favorite women by it. Pinkamena, Fluttinette, Rainlia, and Appliza.
As he looked at the walls of his basement, he saw a hideous sight: a painting of him, made before his deal. He frowned and got up. "Where are you going, sir?" Rainlia asked. "I'm just getting some more firewood." he answered. About a half an hour later he was sitting in front of the fireplace with his gorgeous "collection," watching his painting burn. He hated his previous self. He wished never to speak of THOSE times again.
The clacking of hooves filled the quiet, cold air as a bue, lovely unicorn mare walked in the mansion. She was wearing a blue dress that covered most of her. "Would you like to dance?" was how the white stallion greeted her. She nodded in response and she came close to him.
He smiled, pure bliss is what he felt when dancing with mares. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and jumped back in response. Blood poured from his vest; he'd been stabbed.
"She" jumped back and ripped off her golden wig to reveal "her" face and greyish hair. "she" had been a stallion. The stallion cackled. "Time to go back to hell, cretin!" he laughed.
The duke collapsed as a purple stream poured from his chest like a bloody waterfall. He screamed a pained scream as his harem scurried out of the mansion.
He looked up with pain-filled eyes to see the last mare, Rainlia, walk out. "No.." he gurgled. How would he confess his love when he was in such great of pain? Before he could figure out how, she left, leaving only him and his pain behind.
"I....Love.....y..." Were his final words as he slowly slipped back to hell where he belonged.
Evil Food Eater Applejack
I don't remember what happened that night. I remember running in the woods and next thing I know is that they brought me here. This mansion in which I call my home. I don't remember my old family or life, but I think they were Southern? How absurd.
My days are same most of the time. Wake up, get dressed in my red gown which fits my orange figure perfectly, and go to my dining room to get my daily meal. This might sound crude but I want feasts from across the seas! The most disturbing food you can find, I'd happily eat.
I've been living here for 5 years and so far 15 of my cooks have wanted to be discharged. Why? I don't know. But the one I have currently is the best so far. He goes by Pokey and is incredibly kind. Though, my views on him changed that one day.
I was sitting at my table waiting for my favorite servants, Inkie and Blinkie. In my waiting I spied through the corner of my sight my chief coming to my table. I quickly turned around and stared at him. "What do you need, Pokey?" I asked.
"May I please be discharged, M'lady?" he asked, trying to sound as nice as possible. I glared and then scoffed. "16th chief in a row.. Sir." I mumbled. "Fine. But before you go..." I smirked. "What is it, M'lady?" He asked.
I laughed and kicked him down. Grabbing a knife, I easily over-powered him. My servants, Inkie and Blinkie, jumped out and held him still. I cackled as I aimed the knife.
I struck him in the chest. The feeling of the knife cutting into his flesh, the warm blood splattering across my face, it felt almost orgasmic. I panted from the copper smell of blood and the small taste of blood. I needed more.
I bit into his legs and started tearing at the flesh, I didn't care if he was alive or not, I loved the taste of flesh, the blood swishing in my mouth and dribbling down my chin. It was amazing.
After I was done with him, I got up and stared at my servants. "I'm still not full..." I smiled gleefully as I quickly stabbed them too.
Days went by after my meal. I didn't know how to cook and I was starving. My servants were gone, it seemed that my only choice was to start at another end. I looked at my arm and drooled. Perfect, I thought. I ripped at my own flesh, I felt numb to the pain of my flesh being eaten by myself. It was delicious. I was delicious.
"Now, we shall dine!"
Once upon a time, long, long ago, there was an evil kingdom of yellow. It's ruler being a the new lavender princess of Twilight Sparkle. The beautiful mare ruled over the kingdom, many different amazing treasures hid in her grip, her royal servant was a white mare known as Rarity, or the servant of yellow.
As I said, the kingdom, or more the mare that ruled it, was nasty and wicked. The many neighboring countries agreed, though never did a thing to the kingdom for they did not want war. One country from over the seas was ruled by a blue colt known as Pokey Pierce. He was a kind and most pure gentleman that had decided to take a trip to the country of green. He met a townsmare and even refused the marriage proposal from Twilight Sparkle. That's when this whole mess started.
The servant was doing errands in the kingdom of green when she saw them. The Prince and a lovely townsmare known as Pinkamena Diane Pie. She was on a date with the Prince himself! Rarity looked into Pinkamena's shimmering eyes and felt an alien feeling, love.
Suddenly, a gust of wind took off her casual cap upon her head and flew onto Pinkamena's. "Is this yours?" the pink mare asked as she looked at Rarity with a large, friendly smile on her face. "Yes, yes it is! Thank you... Um... What might be your name?" Rarity asked, trying to not be nervous. "Pinkamena! The daughter of green!" She giggled "Though I'm not green so I dunno!" she said cheerfully as she sloppily put Rarity's hat back onto the white mare's head. "How 'bout you?" "Oh.. Um..." Rarity stammered. What should I say? She thought. I want to look fancy for this mare but I don't want to over do it! "Why.. I'm Rarity Belle! The best servant of Twilight Sparkle!" She said proudly.
"You're funny!" The pink mare replied. "Pinkamena!" Pokey called out as he took her hand "Let's go get some icecream!" he smiled. "I'll see ya later, servant of yellow!" She giggled as she ran off with the prince to the frozen sweets shop.
Though she thought the queen probably- no, scratch that. She knew deep inside that Twilight Sparkle knew that her dear Pokey had been taken by that beautiful mare. "Your majesty?" Rarity quietly said half mumbling into the princess's room. "WHAT DO YOU NEED?!" Twilight yelled, crying. "What might be your problem?" The white mare asked, trying to seem oblivious. "A pink townsmare has taken him.." The broken-hearted princess started "I.. I need you to kill the girl." Rarity's heart sank. "O-of course y-your highness." Rarity stumbled as she pulled out her knife she commonly used for work. "Oh god, what have I got myself into?" She said to herself as she walked out of the castle.
War broke out between the Yellow and Green countries. Houses were burnt to ashes, ponies died. And nopony got pity of any kind from the queen. Soon after, the "Daughter" of Green's corpse was found in the bottom of the well near the building in which she worked.
Ponies of the Yellow Country raised their hooves in anger at the queen, threatening to kill her and move to their own age. That night, the servant did something amazing. She used her magic to make her look in almost every way like Princess Twilight Sparkle, she gave her her spare clothes, enough to cover Twilight's features. Twilight escaped and Rarity was the "new queen."
The door was broken down by an orange mare known as Applejack. Wearing her blood-red armor, she captured the "queen" with her troops which were sent by the prince. That morning, the queen would get her punishment.
In the morning, 10 AM to be exact, a loud ringing came from the church bells as "her highness" was lead to the guillotine. The crowd in front of the "performance stage" was large and cheering, except for one pony in the front, sobbing. Twilight, still in Rarity's clothes, sat in the front, silently crying and looking into Rarity's sad eyes.
Rarity gave a smile, almost a happy, to Twilight as the blade came down and did it's job on Rarity. The crowd cheered as Twilight cried. That day was one of the most celebrated in history.
That very day and year, the evil princess of yellow received her punishment. She left a lonely man and woman, and lost soul in her wake. She will be notorious through Equestrian history. "Now, bow to me!" For the mirrors had fallen.