The Materials for Making a Coat

Rarity was sitting at her work bench and was working on a dress to keep her mind off of the day’s events. Sweetie Belle had been put to bed an hour ago and Rarity had nothing more to do with her time. The theme of the dress she had been making was based off f her friend Twilight. The dress itself was a dark purple lined with red stars around the base and had pink stripes running along the collar.

Rarity let out a small sight as she looked over her creation. Suddenly a loud knock came from the front door of the shop.

“We are closed for the rest of the day you will have to come back later.” The knock came again and Rarity started
to get angry. “I said we are closed. Now leave!” She yelled at whoever it was at the door. The knock came again and Rarity had had enough as she walked over to the door. “What part of we are close don’t you…” she trailed off as she saw who it was.

Spike was standing in her door way and he looked very pail. His eyes were watering as if they were on the brink of crying.

“Oh my Spike I’m so sorry I didn’t know it was you. What happened to you darling? No pony has seen you in nearly three weeks and they didn’t find you at the library earlier.”

“M-may I please come in.” He said in a shaky voice. It sounded off but Rarity wasn’t about to refuse him at this late hour especially after what had happened.

“But of course dear please do…*GASP* What happened to you!” Rarity said in a shocked voice once he stepped in the light of the room and she could see his body properly. He was body was covered in cuts and he had a large burn running down his chest. He also had a leather strap around each of his limbs and they looked as if they had been snapped. “Oh my you need medical attention immediately!”

Spike remained silent as the white mare rushed to the back of her house to find a first aid kit. This gave him the perfect opportunity to pull off one of the legs off a nearby mannequin and find a hiding place where he would wait for the Rarity to come back in the room.

“Now just sit tight Spike while I…Spike where did you go?” She asked looking around frantically for the dragon. When she had turned away from the place he was hiding he crept up behind her and brought the wooden leg against the back of her head. She fell to the ground with a soft thud but she wasn’t completely unconscious. She was in a daze and couldn’t understand what had happened. Before Rarity could recover Spike brought the wood leg back across her head and finished the job.

Spike was getting a few items ready for his big night with Rarity when she started to regain consciousness. She let out a soft moan and tried moving. She found that her limbs were bound with the very fabric she used to make dresses.

Rarity was bound a foot off the ground and looked like a helpless bug caught in a spiders web. She found it very difficult to breathe through her mouth as she looked around at the room she was in. She recognized it as the main area of her shop but something was very different.

Every window was covered in a velvety red fabric and the door had wood boards nailed into it to make sure there was no pony who could get in. The lamps also had the red fabric over them which filled the room with a dim red light.

She tried to call out for help but it only came out as a muffled sound barely loud enough for her to hear. Moving her tongue forward she discovered that there was a gag in her mouth.

Rarity started to panic, she couldn’t move or yell out for help. She pulled as hard as she could against her restraints to break free but it was futile. She knew the fabric that bound her may be silky smooth but it was one of the most strong and durable fabrics she had in her shop. She also found that she couldn’t call upon her magic either. Everytime she was about to use a spell she would lose focus and control before she was able to release the magic.

Suddenly a snicker came from a door on her left. It slowly grew until it was a full blown evil laugh and Spike walked out of the door carrying with him an assortment of knifes and sowing needles. He placed them down on her work bench before turning to the frightened mare. He placed a stool down in front of her so he could step up and look her in the face.

“It’s a good thing you woke up, now we can begin with making a beautiful coat!” Spike said with a very unsettling voice. He had a grin the size of a banana and he was snickering to himself.

Rarity tried yelling at him to let her down but it only came out as a muffled bunch of sounds. She glared angrily at him when this only made him laugh out even louder.

“Now now my love what’s the matter? Are you having a hard time talking? Here let me help you with that.” Spike walked up to Rarity and gave her a solid punch in the gut. She coughed a few times as she tried to regain her breath. Tears were running down her face as she looked at spike with questioning eyes.

Rarity made one more attempt to break free from her bindings but failed again. Spike was laughing some more as he enjoyed watching her struggle. She gave up and started crying after her magic also failed her for a second time.

“Oh I was wondering when you were going to try using magic. You see before I tied you up I drilled a hole in your horn so you couldn’t use any of that pesky magic.”

Rarity looked up in horror and saw that he hadn’t been lying. Her perfect horn had a hole in its side a quarter of a inch wide and it went all the way through.

“Now where were we…oh yes I was going to make a coat.” Spike said going back to the work bench to grab a small knife. He walked up to Rarity as a very slow pace just so he could enjoy her squirming as she desperately tried to break free. Once spike was a few inched from her he put his muzzle in her soft under coat and took a deep breath. “What a lovely smell your fur has my love it will make a perfect coat for me to wear.”

Spike let out his breath in a long sigh. He then focused his glare on the knife and what he was going to do. Rarity’s eyes kept switching from the knife to Spike pleading for him to stop through the gag in her mouth. He placed the knife at the base of her neck and pushed. The knife slid in with ease passing through her flesh as if it was butter. He only pushed it in far enough to just break through the skin making sure the knife didn’t go far enough in to rupture any organs or major arteries.

Rarity through her head back and screamed in pain as the knife made its way down her stomach. She thrashed about forcing spike to stop and look at Rarity with an angry expression.

“If you keep moving I won’t be able to remove your coat.” With that he went back to the assortment of items he had acquired for this moment. Her picked out a small iron mallet and bought it over to Rarity. “This will help you keep still.” He said bring it down with a large amount of force on her shoulder bringing about a loud cracking sound as the bones broke. Rarity was screaming in pain as he move to her other side and repeated the action breaking her other shoulder.

Rarity could only scream in pain as she lost all ability to move her fore hooves. Tears were gushing out of her eyes and mixing with the blood from Spikes first incision. She hung limply from her bindings and no longer had the strength or ability to put any resistance as Spike started to continue on with his work.

With the knife in hand Spike finished cutting down her front side and made the cut branch out from where he had stop towards her bottom legs. He made loops around them before retuning back to the original incision. He did the same around her forelegs and neck still being very careful not to cut into vital arteries so she wouldn’t bleed out.

Lines of blood ran down Rarities well kept coat staining it with a crimson color. Spike move forward to lick up one of the crimson lines and stopped right at where it originated from. Keeping the blood in his mouth he moved further up grabbing Rarity’s cheeks pulling her into a kiss. He forced her mouth open and pushed the blood inside with his tongue. She sputtered and coughed as Spike forced her to drink her own blood.

“Now my love I’m going to take what I want and I promise that it will hurt worse than hell.” Spike said putting one of his sharp talons in the top of the first cut. Over the course of the next few minutes Spike worked with skill as he slowly peeled Rarities coat away from her as if he were a master skinner.

The pain was unlike anything that Rarity could have imagined as her flesh left her. The pulling feeling was followed by a burning sensation that made Rarity wish for the knife again. She let out a silent scream before blacking out.

Spike showed mercy on Rarity and let her sleep while he finished up his work. A large pool of blood had formed beneath Rarity showing that she was close to dying from blood loss. But Spike had prepared for this before stringing her up. There was a small tube running down from a blood bag and into her foreleg. He had stolen the bag from the hospital before coming over. He knew it wouldn’t do much for her but it would be just enough to give her five to ten extra minutes of life.

Spike went back to the table, dropped of his new coat, and grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol. He then turned back to Rarity who had the muscles on her chest and back exposed. She looked like a red mare that had a white head and was wearing white socks that came up to her body. He gave the bottle a good squirt and sprayed the alcohol onto her exposed muscles to wake her up.

She was brought back to realities cold embrace while the burning fluid ran down her front. She had hoped that it had all been a bad dream but waking only made her realize it was true. She wept for a while looking at Spike with anger in her eyes.

Suddenly a thump could be heard coming from up stares followed by lighter thumps that could only be hoof steps. Spike looked up and followed the noise with his eyes. The large grin returned to Spike’s face when he realized that they were not alone in the store/house. He turned to Rarity and snickered before creeping his way to he stares with the mannequin leg he had used on Rarity beforehand making sure not to make a sound. Rarity screamed into the gag hoping Sweetie Belle would hear her.

A few moments before hand

Sweetie Belle was awoken by a familiar need to release a built up pressure. She hopped out of her bed and rushed out to the nearest bathroom. Once there she let out a satisfied sigh as the pressure was released. A knock came from the door just as she had finished cleaning up.

“Sweetie Belle come out quick something has happened to Rarity!” Came Spikes voice. Sweetie Belle was confused for a few minutes. Rarity had told he that the dragon had gone missing a few weeks ago so why was he here. Just then his words finished sinking in and she opened the door in a hurry.

“What do you mean something has happened to Rarity?” She asked him. Thanks to the darkness of the hallway she was unable to see the blood that covered Spikes body.

“I-I don’t know I f-found her down stairs an she is tied up and l-looks like somepony has hurt her.” He said in a half crying voice.

Sweetie Belle immediately rushed to the stairs and nearly tripped over her hooves as she quickly descended them. Spike followed closely behind. When she entered the main area of the store she let out a gasp as she nearly didn’t recognize her sister.

Rarity was screaming into her gag trying to tell her sister to run as Spike slowly walked up behind her holding the leg like it was a baseball bat.

“Rarity! What happened to y-“ She managed to get out before a sharp pain came from the back of her head followed by blackness.

“I am truly lucky today.” Spike said heaving the unconscious body of Sweetie Belle onto the work table. “But I am a little hurt that you didn’t tell me we weren’t alone Rarity. I’m sure your sister would have loved to see the fun we have been having together.”

Rarity was glaring daggers as Spike looked her little sister over. He was pushing his finger into Sweetie’s side trying to determine what to do with the filly.

Suddenly he stopped and started to shake all over. He fell to the floor and started to foam at the mouth. Rarity watched in somewhat relief that he wasn’t touching her sister anymore. He continued on like this for a few seconds before finally stopping and when he got up to look around something was different.

There was an eerie red glow that emanated from his body. When he turned to face Rarity she saw that his eyes were no longer their usual green color instead they had turned blood red and they had shrunk down into thin slits.

“Well fuck I guess my time in this body is nearly over.” Came a voice that sounded like a croaking whisper. “Well it has been fun making Spike play with you Rarity but is about time I finished things up.” Said the voice. At hearing this fear filled her eyes and she would have cried if her body had the liquids to spare. She was confused what was going on but hearing that he was going to be finishing soon filled her with dispair. “But don’t worry it won’t be poor old Spike who finishes the job.”

With that he climbed up to her to wrap a band over her eyes so she couldn’t see. After taking care of her eyes the demon that had first possessed Twilight and now Spike was preparing to to transfer into the new body that had happened to present itself a few minutes earlier.

He dipped Spike’s finger into the pool of blood that had formed underneath Rarity and used it as ink. He drew a circle five feet around and filled it with demonic runs and marks. After finishing up with the transfer circle he picked Sweetie up and placed her in its center. When she was properly positioned he used the knife to cut two runes into her coat. The first was over her heart and the other on the top of her head just behind her horn. She whimpered in her sleep as he did this.

When all was ready the red glow around Spike flared and filled the room with red light. Six red orbs shot out from his head and impregnated themselves into the runes on Sweetie Belle. After the last had left him Spikes body collapsed to the floor.

Meanwhile all that Rarity could do was listen as Spike or whatever was controlling him did what it wanted. At first she heard scraping as if some animal were running its claws against the floor. It would stop ever so often just to start back up a few seconds later. After about five minutes of this the scraping stopped for the last time and there came a soft thump as something hit the floor. After the thump there came the sound of Sweetie Belle whimpering. Rarity would have yelled into her gag but she was to weak from blood loss to make a sound.

A few moments later a great flash of red light found its way around the top and bottom of her blindfold followed by the thump of a body hitting the ground. Silence filled the room and Rarity could only wait behind the dark veil that covered her face. It was a few minutes before the soft sound of hoof steps pierced the silence.

Something ripped the blind fold off Rarity’s eyes. When she looked to see what it was Sweetie Belle was standing in front of her holding the blind fold in a light purple aura. Rarity had a look of happiness in her eyes when she saw her sister standing there. But her happiness was short lived when she saw a large grin spread across Sweeties face. Her sister started to giggle at first but it tuned into a disturbingly evil laugh.

“Oh my sis you sure do look pathetic all strung up like that.” Sweetie said in her squeaky voice. “I hope you don’t mind but master has told me I am to take care of you.”

Rarity couldn’t believe what she was hearing her sister say. She was so confused and she just wanted it to end. Sweetie Belle hopped over to the work bench and picked up one of the instruments that Spike had brought out earlier. It was a ice cream scoop large enough to fit a tennis ball in it.

“You know sister I have always thought of your eyes as beautiful gems.” She said stepping up on the stool Spike had used earlier. “But now I am wondering what you would look like if you had actual gems for eyes.”

With that she held Rarities Head still with her magic as she slowly moved the scoop closer and closer the quivering sapphire eyes.

I know i know how i left it off is just sickening that that is kind of the point. Anyway onto what matters I hope you all liked and leave comments below.