CMK: Fluttershy's point of view.

by Fonypan

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, Dark
Length: 1383

Follow Fluttershy as she follows the Crusaders and tries to cover her messy trail as much as she possibly can. This is The Cutie Mark Killers: Fluttershy's point of view.

This story will take you through The Cutie Mark Killers in a much different way. Follow Fluttershy as she follows the Crusaders and tries to cover her messy trail as much as she possibly can. This is The Cutie Mark Killers: Fluttershy's point of view.

[size=32]Caution:[/size] [size=24]This fiction contains necrophilia.[/size]

This is a rewriting of Cutie Mark Killers Fluttershy POV.

Based on Squarks's The Cutie Mark Killers.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-09-30 04:50:04 UTC

Detention.

Fluttershy trotted along the outskirts of the town square, where the crowds of ponies were thinnest. The timid pegasus normally stayed away from town on Friday afternoons, but she had promised Cheerilee that she would deliver the cookies she had ordered from Sugar Cube Corner. Normally Pinkie Pie took care of deliveries, but they had such a terrible back order that Fluttershy had volunteered to help.

As she crossed the square, she saw three familiar fillies running full tilt towards the library. Seeing them brought a little smile to Fluttershy’s face. Off on another crusade, she guessed. She made a mental note to check on them later. Whenever they went on their little adventures, they usually managed to get into some kind of trouble. Mostly minor but…

She shuddered, remembering the incident in Everfree forest. Ok, checking up on them was priority, after she finished with Cheerilee, she decided.

A few minutes later, she was at the school. It looked like classes were done for the day. It seemed oddly peaceful without dozens of fillies and colts running around. She stepped inside, and looked around. Cheerilee was nowhere to be seen. Strange, she usually stayed in the classroom a few hours after school hours to grade papers and prepare the next day’s lesson.

Oh well, Fluttershy would just have to try Cheerilee’s house. She was just about to turn around when she heard a faint dripping sound. Curious, she turned to where the sound was coming from. It seemed to be from the back of the class.

She cautiously edged towards the sound, starting to feel slightly alarmed. It was silly, she knew, but she couldn't really help it. She took a deep breath, and sang a song in her head that Pinkie Pie had taught her a long time ago.

“Giggle at the ghostly... Guffaw at the grossly…”

The sound was getting louder, but the time between drips was getting longer.

“Chortle at the cooky... Snortle at the spooky…”

Fluttershy had followed the sound to the far corner of the room, where the broom cupboard was. She leaned towards it to look closer. A thick red fluid was dripping from the corner of the door. It almost looked like…

Fluttershy let out a terrified squeak. There was no mistaking it now. Trembling, she reached her hoof towards the door handle. With a sudden movement, she whipped it open.

All that she remembered seeing was Cheerilee falling down towards her, knocking Fluttershy over and landing in a heap on the floor, face-first. Fluttershy bolted back up to her feet, now in full panic mode.

“Ohmygosh Ohmygosh Ohmygosh…”

She gently prodded the pony on the ground. When no response came, Fluttershy turned her over onto her back.

What she saw nearly made her pass out on the spot. There were cuts everywhere on Cheerilee’s chest, thin ones, but unmistakably deep. What drew Fluttershy’s eye, however, was the massive laceration going down the earth pony’s stomach. It was separated slightly, a horror show of misplaced organs underneath. Fluttershy stumbled backwards, distancing herself from the dead teacher.

“not again…” She thought. She looked around, nopony was there of course. Trembling, she walked over to the windows and shut the curtains. Glancing back over to the corpse, she felt a sickening yet familiar sensation bubble within her. It had been years since she last felt it, and the results had been… messy.

“I’ll just be cleaner this time…” She thought, rubbing her front hooves together.“This one last time.”

A predatory grin lit her face up, and she walked towards the body.

Fluttershy stood in the pool of thick and darkened red blood, her gaze fixated on the dead schoolteacher, Miss Cheerilee. Her thoughts raced back and forth and her breathing increased until her lungs were so full of air that all she could do is take short, panicked breaths. Her delicate hooves began to tremble, causing the lake of blood to ripple. As soon as it calmed, Fluttershy could see her crimson tinted reflection.

"...Okay..." she said out loud, "Just once more and that's it."

With that said, the pegasus pony rushed back to the windows and peeked through the curtains she had closed before to double check that no pony would walk in on her... secret obsession. The coast was clear. She turned back towards the body, her heart beating a mile a minute with excitement. Her usually peaceful eyes now tainted with a hint of mischief.  Slowly, she walked towards the dead pony.

She stood over the gore-covered corpse, taking in the smell of copper from the fresh stab wounds that ripped oh so deep into Miss Cheerilee’s cold lifeless body. The blood seemed to paint the earth pony a whole new color. This one, Fluttershy preferred. With her front hoof, the necrophilic pony pushed Cheerilee over onto her back. The dead pony’s head fell back, exposing her clean, undamaged neck. Flutter examined the body, starting by her neck, followed by the disembowelled midsection: which still oozed with the contents of the scrambled organs.

Without another moment to spare, Fluttershy violently jumped up and stomped her two front hooves into the bloody mess. She felt around, turning most of the innards into a thick paste as if she were squishing grapes to make wine; and she was. The feeling of the slimy mush caused Fluttershy’s eyes to roll back inside of her head. It felt so... Good.

She took her bloodstained hooves out of the shredded cadaver. “Mmmmmh…” The feeling was better than she remembered, but this wasn’t the end.

Fluttershy felt her marehood shiver with anticipation and she knew she would have to take care of that soon before she got too excited. She could already feel her juices start to leak out of herself.

The necrophiliac pegasus grabbed on to the former teacher’s left foreleg and without any hesitation, she stuffed the limb up into her marehood as far as she could make it go, filling her all the way up.

She squats there for a moment, admiring the limp limb in her hot snatch. After a few moments she grabs the teacher’s arm and angles it just right so she can start to thrust her body up and down on the impromptu phallus.

As she was slamming her groin onto Cheerilee’s arm, she finally could feel it. A tightness that began to build up in her core. This is what she had done this for. Her breathing had gone completely erratic. Her heart pounded as hard and fast as it could. She was there. At the edge, waiting for that one last little push. In her fury of hip pounding she reached one of her hoofs down to her abused slit and gave her clit just the faintest touch.

“AHH!” She bellowed out as loudly as she could. Her juices flowed free from her marehood which was still wrapped tightly around the dead arm. “So... good...” she hissed out between gasps.

A few minutes passed after her orgasm finally calmed down. She slowly pulls herself up off of the now soaked arm of the dead teacher.

Fluttershy closed her eyes. “I know nopony can find out, but I can’t resist.” She walked around the body and made her way to Cheerilee’s desk where she had left the box of cookies.

She carried the box of delicious bakeries back to the cadaver and fell into it as though it were a couch. Bits of Cheerilee flew out with the impact and landed on the floor and Fluttershy’s face. She plunged her hoof into the gore and pulled it out. She brought her hoof to her lips and licked it clean. With the other she took care of her wet marehood, her own liquids mixing themselves with the blood.

Hopefully no pony would find her or the mess before she had time to clean up. Fluttershy knew she had to get out of the school and get back home as soon as possible. For sure she would have to wait a long time before another opportunity like this could arise. Before stuffing the tri-broom back into Cheerilee to lift her upright and put her on display, Fluttershy enjoyed the sweet taste of Sugarcube Corner cookies dipped in the best sauce in the world.