Spikey Wikey

Spike woke again late into the evening, he was becoming a bit of a night owl. He took about a half hour to just lay with his corpses and enjoy their company, thinking about how each of them died, then fantasizing how he other friends would die. Just two more.

He knew he wanted to do Fluttershy next. She was probably the most rape-able out of all his friends, and the least likely to resist. He couldn't really think of how he wanted to kill her, but he had done well improvising so far.

After another quick shower and a large rock based meal, he felt ready to go once again. He left his bag of goodies, as well as Pinkie's toy box, because he didn't think he'd need it. Fluttershy would be an easy catch, then he could just fly her back to his cave and do her there. It'd be great fun to torment her with the corpses of their friends.

It didn't take him too long to get to the cottage, but what he found there was a bit disappointing. She seemed to be at home all right, the light on in her upstairs room, but there was also torchlight around the perimeter, and Spike counted at least three guards that he could see. His little fun time the night before had obviously put them on full alert, there's no way they didn't know someone was killing off the elements by now.

He considered his options for a moment. All he really needed to do was swoop in and grab her, but one of the guards was a pegasus and Spike could never outrun one while carrying Fluttershy. He doubted he could convince them that he had good intentions either, they wouldn't be as stupid as Pinkie had been.

He frowned. For a moment, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to have his fun. No doubt Rainbow would be similarly guarded, maybe Scootaloo as well. He could always just go nab some random pony, maybe the spa ponies or Derpy and her daughter, but it just wouldn't be the same. It just wouldn't feel right if he didn't murder his best friends before moving on to others.

"If only I had help," Spike mused, "But who would help a crazy dragon kill ponies? I don't know of anyone that would enjoy hurting things just for..."

Wait. He had met someone that enjoyed killing for fun, and Spike doubted they could say no to sticking their dick in somepony either. The other teenage dragons he met at the dragon crater!

Hmmm, but would they go along with it after he had left them? He had to hope they would. He hoped they were wicked enough to help him, but he was pretty sure they were with some of the stories he had overheard when he was there before.

It was daylight again when Spike finally came in for a landing at the dragon crater. He carried a sack beneath him, containing a bit of proof of his evil intents. As he rounded over the crater, his heart sank just a bit. There were no dragons that he could see, adult or his own size. Then again, they had only been here for the migration, right?

Spike was about to turn around and head home when he spotted a cave on the side of the crater, a few gem shards littered about the front. Well if he couldn't find any dragons, he may as well stop for some gems.

Landing at the cave entrance, he peered inside, realizing that there was firelight within. Was someone still living here?

Spike sneaked through the cave opening, down a downward slopping tunnel, which opened up into a large cave behind. Within, he saw none other than two dragons he knew, Garble and Fizzle. The red dragon Garble had his back turned, and the white dragon Fizzle didn't seem to be looking Spike's direction either.

"Yeah I bet you would," Garble sounded unusually flirty.

"You better believe I would," Fizzle leaned slowly forward, lips softly touching against Garbles.

"Am I interrupting something?" Spike just couldn't stop himself. This was a little hilarious.

"What?" Fizzle jerked his head back and looked in Spikes direction, his whole face burning red with embarrassment. It didn't help that his own dual shafts were semi-hard.

Garble's were as well, but then again it wasn't like Spike wasn't showing too, "What? Hey what are you doing here, you little--. do I know you?"

"Well yeah, I'm Spike," said Spike, "We um, we met before... probably didn't part on the best circumstances but, well I came here hoping to make things good. You live here."

"Make things good?" asked Garble, looking Spike up and down, "You're a bit bigger... actually you're bigger than us...And yeah me and Fizzle live here, the others are only around for migrations and... what's in the bag?"

Indeed, Spike was almost a foot taller. He must have grown a bit more. Spike didn't realize how buff he'd gotten, but he was a lot more athletic and firm looking than they were, he could probably toss either of them across the room if he wanted.

It was pretty apparent why Garble and Fizzle lived together, but Spike decided not to mention it. He just hoped they were straight enough to want to do what he wanted.

"Proof that I'm on the level." Spike said, opening up the bag and dumping out the contents. It was the heads of his four friends, Rarity, Twilight, Applejack, and Pinkie, even if they weren't all there when he was here before. "My pony 'friends'."

"Not bad," Fizzle said from behind Garble.

"Yeah not bad," Garble folded his arms, and his shafts seemed to harden slightly, "Is that dried cum on their faces? Awesome, but what do you want me to do about it? Doesn't look like there's enough left of them for serious fun."

Spike grinned, this was going well, "Oh I got a cave full of the rest of their bodies, i"ve... I've been on a bit of a spree. I've killed most of my best pony friends but... well it's harder now because they're looking for me. I thought maybe some of you guys would like to help... and um... you know, stick your dick in some unwilling pony."

"I don't know," Fizzle was still hiding a bit behind Garble.

"Hey if you'd rather stay here in each others company, that's fine, I'm not one to judge if you prefer each others ass over a nice, tight, unwilling pony plot." Spike started putting the heads back in the bag.

"Watch it now," Garble growled, "Yeah well... yeah we'll do it, long as there's some pony murder involved, I'm all in. Fizzle is too."

Fizzle nodded, seeming okay with Garble deciding for him, "Um, but you can um... with me too if you want."

"Fuck Fizzle," Garble shook his head, but chuckled, "You're such a damn slut."

Spike gave them the run down on the way back to his own cave, and they wanted to know everything. He detailed his experiences so far, leaving nothing out, and the other two dragons definitely seemed to appreciate it. They laughed often as if he was telling them jokes, and even complimented him on his creativity with Pinkie Pie.

Then they had to get slightly more serious. How to get Fluttershy away from her guards without them seeing them? Fizzle seemed convinced that they could take on the guards directly, but Spike had no idea how many there were. Of course, Spike also had Twilight's potions, and they did include sleeping potions that could be thrown at foes and shattered. Alone, Spike might not be able to take out all the guards before one of them got him, but with three of them coming from three directions, it shouldn't be a problem.

Though Spike also had begun to think ahead a bit more than usual. Rainbow Dash would be his last victim, but after such a daring grab for Fluttershy, Rainbow would probably outright be hidden away somewhere. It'd be best if they grabbed Fluttershy and then grabbed Rainbow as well before Fluttershy's guards even wake back up. It might take all three of them to overpower Rainbow even with potions, but Spike was determined to get this done. He couldn't rest until all his friends were dead.

Back at the cave, Spike dumped the heads back into the corpse pile. The very idea of a corpse pile made Garble laugh, though in the end he admitted it was 'sort of hot'. Fizzle was a lot quieter, but the fact that his erections were rock hard the whole time they were in the cave told Spike all he needed to know about the white dragon's opinion.

Spike didn't let them hang out too long though, he was more than ready to sink his dick into some Fluttercunt. He divided what sleep potions he had, three for each of the three dragons, and gave each of them a rope from Pinkie's toy box so the first that found her could tie up Fluttershy. Just to be sure, Spike carried the roll of bondage tape as well.

Flying in low, just below the tree tops, they split up just before arriving at Fluttershy's house. Spike rounded about to the front of the house, briefly glancing towards the back and hoping the other dragons were doing as they should. He clenched the potions tightly in each hand, and swooped in, flying low to the ground as he charged in.

There were three guards at the front door, and they apparently weren't paying attention as they should be. Lost in conversation, they only saw Spike when he was seconds from impact. Two earth ponies drew spears, bracing them as if to let Spike run into them, and the third one, a pegasus, took off upwards. Spike swept up over the pikes and then turned downward to slam the pegasus back to the ground. He then tossed a potion into the middle of the group and swerved off just in time to avoid slamming into Fluttershy's house.

It didn't feel right using non-lethal methods, so Spike swept back in once they had slumped to the ground, fanning his wings to push away the sleeping gas. He landed in the middle, and reached for the nearest ones head. Twisting it around similar to how he had Miss Cake's, he snapped the first guard's neck, leaving him to shiver and die as he choked on his fluids. The second and third received the same treatment; by the third Spike really felt like he was getting the hang of it.

There was some racket around the house, and Spike heard the sound of fire breath. He was just about to go look to be sure his comrades weren't fucking up when they rounded the house from opposite directions to join him.

"Huh, got three of em huh?" said Garble, "Good for you, we only got two each."

"Pity we don't have time to drag all these bodies back, but Fluttershy will be enough fun to make up for all of them," said Spike, flapping his wings and swooping up towards Fluttershy's bedroom window, "I'll get her, grab a few of her stupid animals so we can kill t hem in front of her."

"Eh?" Garble tilted his head, but shrugged and nodded. Fizzle nodded quietly behind him as well. Who would have thought that Spike would end up being the dominant one amongst them?

Spike flew up to the window, smashing his entire body through it without any warning for those inside. He might not have seen Fluttershy immediately except she shrieked at the sound of her window breaking from under the bed. Spike grinned, leaning down to peak beneath it.

"Hello Fluttercunt," said Spike, reaching beneath to grab her by the mane and pull her out, "Say hello to the dragon that's going to fuck your corpse."

"You... I'm sorry... please don't do that," Fluttershy gave a token struggle, but wasn't very hard to control.

Spike chuckled, pinning her on the floor by pushing one knee down against her neck. She squirmed further as he fitted the rope around her waist, forcing her wings to fold against her back in the process. He had enough to then wrap all four of her legs together in a nice firm hog tie.

All that time, she begged in her tiny little voice, "Please don't. You don't have to do this. I'll be good I promise. I'm sorry please don't." Her pleas did nothing other than harden Spike's shafts.

And they were off, leaving Fluttershy's house to be slowly consumed by the flames from Garble and Fizzle's fire breath. Fluttershy wasn't difficult to haul back, though they had to try and make as good of time as they could. Garble and Fizzle had several small animals, including her bunny Angel, a few squirrels, and an adorable little white kitten. Those also were tied up with shorter lengths of ropes.

Once at the cave, they didn't spend time to let their guests settle in. They swooped in and dropped their victims off from about five feet in the air, allowing them to fall onto the ground in front of the cave with dull thuds. Not wasting any time, they were immediately off again, this time Spike leading them to Rainbow Dash's house.

Her cloud house was a great deal further than Fluttershy's, but when they arrived at a distance the guards seemed to be guarding the home rather calmly. They must have not gotten word as of yet. The guard positions, however, were a bit more difficult. Most of them were sitting on separate clouds rather than in groups.

"The potions will fall through the clouds if we don't hit and... even then the guards are too far from each other," Spike said as the three hid in another nearby cloud.

"So you planned for that, right?" asked Garble.

Spike felt like his question was a challenge, and Spike wanted to stay in the dominant position. He had to prove himself.

"Right," said Spike, "It's dark and none of them are guarding the bottom of the house. We can sneak below it on the ground, then quietly fly upwards through the cloudy sections of the floor."

"Sounds dangerous..." said Fizzle.

"If it wasn't, it wouldn't be fun," Spike smacked Fizzle on the rump, then ducked out of the cloud towards the ground.

Trying to stay beneath trees anywhere they could, the three crept slowly until they were directly below the cloud house. Spike motioned for them to go up, and all three flew upwards, hovering as quietly as possible just below the bottom floor. Spike motioned for them to be silent with a shhh, then crept upwards himself.

Poking his head slowly through a thin section, he pushed his eyes above the floor and took a peek. Rainbow Dash was there all right, though she wasn't doing much of anything. She was more or less sitting on the edge of her bed staring at the floor in front of her. As luck would have it though, it looked like she had a visitor. Scootaloo sat on the floor beside the bed, looking Rainbow's direction. Scootaloo had a Daring Do book open in front of her, but she wasn't reading it. It looked like she was trying to think of a way to cheer up Dash. It was awesome to see them both broken like that.

Spike ducked back down, motioning for his friends to come close. He carefully positioned himself beneath where Scootaloo was sitting, and motioned to the others to be ready to grab her. The two nodded, and Fizzle took the bondage tape, pulling out a long strip.

Spike took a deep breath, working up the nerve and hoping Rainbow wasn't looking. He poked his head out of the cloud behind Scootaloo's back, then reached his arms around her. One hand closed around her muzzle as the other grabbed her torso, and he forcibly yanked downward until the moved through the cloud floor with him. Scoots was struggling a great deal. It was going to be hard to keep her quiet enough for Rainbow not to hear.

His two minions seemed to realize this as well, and Garble quickly improvised, slamming a fist into the side of Scoot's head and jarring her to unconsciousness. As quickly as possible, they taped the little girls wings tightly down, then taped her front legs and back legs each together. Spike handed her to Fizzle, then motioned for Garble to follow him.

"I grab from behind, you hit her in the head with a potion," Spike whispered to Garble, who nodded. He still had a potion left, so he clenched it quietly.

In one sudden move, Spike surged up through the floor on one side of Rainbow Dash, immediately grabbing one hand for her muzzle and the other to wrap about her midsection. He drew in a deep breath and held it, just in time for Garble to smack Rainbow Dash in the head with the potion, which spread out through the room.

Garble was a bit slow to hold his breath, but seemed to get the idea. Rainbow Dash was far too panicked to even think about holding hers, and she only made noise for a few seconds before drifting off. Once she was down, they wasted no time, sinking back beneath the clouds.

As they sank through the clouds, Spike heard Rainbow's door open. The guards were checking on them? Perhaps they had made more noise than Spike believed. The trio wasted no time though, Rainbow held by Spike and Garble as Fizzle came from behind with Scootaloo in his arms. They sank beneath the tree tops and swooped low, going as fast as they could with their loads.

It would take some time for the guards to search the whole house, and perhaps some more to realize how stupid they had been to not post a guard on the bottom at night, and it seemed to be enough time for the trio to get out of range. Once they were confident that no one followed, they paused briefly too take care of Rainbow.

Rainbow didn't get a high dose, so she wasn't going to stay under for long. The only restraint they had was the bondage tape, so fizzle held the roll as Garble and Spike spun Rainbow around, firmly taping her wings to her back. They then yanked her legs together to hog tie her as well, using up almost the whole roll of tape. Then, just to be sure. They dropped the two to the ground and hovered upwards, dropping another potion to shatter and spread its fumes over them. They gave it time for them to breath in a good deal before they flapped their wings to disperse the mist.

Once they were confident, they had to get the two back to their lair. With the longer travel time, they were quite exhausted when they finally did arrive, panting heavily. Their two new victims were dropped every bit as harshly as Fluttershy had been, then all their victims were dragged into Spike's cave proper. Spike felt like he was going to explode. Here he was, finally about to fulfill his fantasy and murder the last of his friends.

Fluttershy tensed up her face and coughed after taking a breath inside of the cave. She tried to breath as little as possible, but didn't mention it yet. Instead she piped in, "Please don't hurt the others. I'm... I'll do anything."

"You'll do anything either way," Spike chuckled, then moved towards his collection of Twilight's potions. He picked up several, shaking them hard, which caused them to suddenly shine brightly, lighting up the cave better than torches could. Of course, this also gave the victims the first look at what smelled so much. The bodies of the victims so far were all laying in a random pile, what was left of them covered in dried blood, guts, and cum.

Fluttershy screamed so loud that it echoed through the cave. She struggled violently for a few moments as if trying to back herself away from the pile of death, but didn't get more than a few inches for all her wobbling.

"She's gonna be fun," said Garble, "We'll see how loud she can yell with my cock down her throat."

"You bet," said Spike, "Let's get everyone in proper bondage though. Tape just... ain't gonna do it as good."

Garble and Fizzle both looked impatient, or at least their cocks did, but no more than Spike's own throbbing dragonhoods, which he silently but proudly noted were a few inches longer and notably thicker than the others' equipment.

"It'd be more fun to untie her entirely, not like she can outrun us even if she did get out of the cave," said Garble, "I want to feel that slut squirm."

"Fair enough," Spike decided, "Untape Scootaloo too then, she's a crippled little bitch so isn't going anywhere either, but we need to keep Rainbow bound up. Just trust me, she shouldn't be loose."

The two complied with that, taking Rainbow and fitting her up even as she started to stir slightly. Spreader bars were firmly pushed to separate her front legs and hind legs respectively. The tape was torn rather roughly off of her at this point, which snapped her awake pretty surely. Even with her legs trapped, it took all three of them to hold her. The stench in the room worked in their favor at least; she was trying not to breath too much yet either.

"Lemme go!" Rainbow screamed, "When I get out I'll kill you fuckers I don't care how many of you there are!" Spike had never seen her this pissed, it was a little sexy. He supposed getting her friends murdered would do that to a girl.

They managed to pin her flapping wings and placed it in a handy little harness from Pinkie's box, which was designed to wrap about a pegasus' waist and wrap cris-crossed up their wing to hold them in a wingboner position. When she was finally firmly restrained, the dragons pulled away from her. It was at this point that she noticed the corpse pile as well, and for a moment just stared wide eyed in that direction as if her mind broke a little.

Fluttershy was too timid to even try to escape while they were with Rainbow. Instead she had gone to Scootaloo's side, trying to unwrap her as gently as possible. Garble moved over and helped by yanking the tape off of Scootaloo as he had with Rainbow, pulling out clumps of fur in the process and making Scootaloo scream herself awake.

"Let her go!" demanded Rainbow Dash from behind them, drawing the attention of the dragons again, "I'm warning you!"

"I think she wants to go first," said Garble, "I think I'll shut her stupid muzzle."

"I think you're right," said Spike. "I call pussy."

"Yeah that fag probably wants her asshole anyway," Garble said, as if Fizzle wasn't standing right there.

"Um," Fizzle blinked, but then nodded, "Yes sir."

Rainbow Dash strained at her bindings as the dragons discussed which part of her each of them would rape, "Don't you touch me!"

Spike ignored Rainbow's words and padded over to the corpse pile. Hrming to himself, he leaned down, retrieving Sweetie Belle's corpse from where it was pinned under most of the other. He tossed it towards Fluttershy, and it landed in front of her with a gruesome splat.

"Eat her out Fluttershy," said Spike.

"W-what?!" Fluttershy looked at him with wide eyes.

"If you don't," said Spike, "I'll make you eat out Scootaloo's dead pussy instead. Get my drift?"

"O-okay," Fluttershy was barely audible.

Scootaloo sniffled from where she sat behind Fluttershy, looking away from the others and crying silently to herself. Fluttershy put a wing over the scared foal, but also leaned her head down towards Sweetie's crotch. It was a gaping hole, though not near as torn open as the other dead foals they had, at least Sweetie's was recognizable as a cunt.

"Spike, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Rainbow screamed, "You... you don't do this! Why would you do this?"

"Please," said Spike, "I know you of all ponies have gotten off on hurting someone before. Well killing them is even more fun."

"Even Rarity? You loved her! Even Twilight? She.. she was practically your mother!"

"ESPECIALLY Rarity and Twilight," said Spike, "Murdering someone that I really love, someone that trusts and loves me back, you have no idea how hard I came in them, then in their corpses over and over again."

Even as Rainbow Dash struggled, Spike moved up to her. He slipped himself beneath her, sliding across the floor on his back until he was beneath her, scaled body between her own body and the spreader bars at the ends of her hooves. Garble knelt in front of her, his cocks mere inches from her face, and Fizzle excitedly gripped at her behind.

Meanwhile Fluttershy tried several times to lap at Sweetie Belle. She pulled back immediately the first few attempts. Then she managed to push her tongue into the well fucked hole only to jerk back and eep when she felt maggots crawling against it.

"She's um... infested," Fluttershy peeped.

"And I better see you eat those maggots," said Spike, "Don't make me tell you again."

"O-okay... I'm sorry..."

Spike practically purred as he ran his claws down Rainbow's form, then reached one hand down to feel out her slit, pushing his fingers against the opening. Definitely not a virgin, but not a slut like Pinkie either, she apparently had standards, not that it mattered now.

"I swear if you ram those nasty things in... I will bite that off if you put that fucker in my mo--- mph"

Rainbow was cut off as apparently Garble didn't take her threat to heart, but it likely wasn't the first unwilling blowjob he had gotten. He lodged his thumbs against her jaws between her teeth to keep her from closing them, and pushed both shafts into her muzzle, "Ah yeah, that's the spot." Rainbow gagged as he pushed them deep.

Spike got a nice view of that even as he pushed his own shafts upwards into her. He held his two together again, pushing the tapered tips into her pussy, enjoying the feel of her clenching hole trying to push him out. He pushed deeper, spreading her pussy wider than she'd likely ever felt, and enjoyed her as her body began to tremble against him. "Tight... not virgin though, I bet Fluttershy is."

"I.. I think she is back here," Fizzle panted, gripping Rainbow's hips hard and rolling his eyes back. He bucked his hips forward, prying open her tail hole and making her arch her back at the sharp pain, "D-definitely was!" Fizzle arched his back and began thrusting steadily.

As Pincushion Dash was penetrated by six dragon cocks, Spike looked over at Fluttershy. He was actually surprised to see her pushing her muzzle against Sweetie's corpse. She had a disgusted look on her face, as if she was about to hurl, but she licked deeply. She drew her head back for a moment, crawlers on her tongue, seeming afraid to swallow them. "Fluttershy," Spike panted in her direction, "Tell Dash how sexy she looks, then let me see you masturbate as you lick deeper."

Fluttershy was amazingly submissive, and studdered quietly, "Y-you look... v-very sexy Rainbow Dash." She lowered he head and did lick deep, literally french kissing the corpse cunt, tilting her head back and forth to work her tongue more deeply. One of her hooves pushed between her legs to awkwardly rub at her obviously unaroused slit. Spike wondered if she honestly thought he'd spare Scootaloo for her.

Rainbow tried to complain more, every now and then getting out garbled, shouted syllables between thrusts into her throat, but in the end she was just a cock puppet for the three of them. Her neck swelled with Garble's twin shafts, gagging hotly around him, her eyes beginning to water up even as she tried to keep a defiant face. Spike and Fizzle's hips were playing ping pong with Dash's behind, slamming it back and forth and entering her cunt and ass in turn. Spike groaned as he felt himself getting closer, and the others couldn't be far off either the way they growled and dug their claws into the rainbow pony's flesh.

Slowly they worked into different patterns of movement. Eventually Garble was shoving her body back as hard as he could, then Spike and Fizzle thrust together to push her back, stretching out both of her rear holes at once and swelling her belly with the size of their four shafts. It was amazing to feel the pressure of another dragon's shaft inside the victim. Garble and Fizzle leaned forward and kissed each other hotly above their rape toy, really getting into each others company. Even Spike couldn't help but lash his long tongue out against Garble's feet, which flexed at the touch.

As Spike neared his climax, her leaned up to lick at Rainbow's throat, feeling the swell of the cock inside her gliding in and out as she gagged violently, "Mmm Rainbow," he dug his claws into her sides, continuing to enter her simultaneously with Fizzle, "I can't wait to break you, to have you sobbing, begging for mercy, so I can remember it every time we fuck your corp--- mmph." Spike came hard into Rainbow's cum hole, which was sopping wet despite her lack of consent. He blew his first wad of the night, the first in a new victim.

The two above him were soon to follow. Garble allowed his upper shaft to slip from her muzzle, then blew his load as well, one shooting cream filling down her throat, the other splattering over her face and mane, spraying into her eyes so that she clenched them shut. Fizzle pulled on her tail and plowed her ass several more times before cumming into her overstretched asshole, completing the cum invasion.

Spike looked back to Fluttershy as he slowly moved his hips to enjoy her cunt for just a bit longer. Fluttershy was still obediently eating out Sweetie's cadaver, propped against one forehoof as the other rubbed at herself. Scootaloo however was slowly creeping towards the cave exit.

"Fluttershy," said Spike to her, "Go get Scootaloo and lead her back here, she thinks she's getting away."

Fluttershy was glad to cease what she was doing, but looked questioningly at Spike and then over to Scootaloo. Spike glared at Fluttershy until she whimpered and fluttered over to Scoots, gently turning the foal around and leading her back inside. "Come along back Scootaloo..." It was amusing that she was actually that compliant, maybe he could have a lot of fun with her.

Rainbow Dash gagged up a stream of cum as soon as Garble withdrew. Spike chrred and opened wide, allowing the goo to slide into his own muzzle. He rolled Garble's cum around with his tongue a bit before swallowing it down. Fizzle withdrew shortly after, so Spike pulled himself out from under her.

"Aw, the rainbow pony's crying," Garble slid a claw over the side of Rainbow's face.

"I am not!" Rainbow's words sounded like the was half-gargling cum still.

Spike yanked Rainbow by her mane, pulling her so that she faced Fluttershy and Scootaloo. He then turned to leave here there for a moment, smacking her face hard with his tail as he walked away.

"Fluttershy," Spike snapped his fingers at her, then motioned in front of him, "Get over here and assume the position. As long as you do as you're told, none of us will harm Scootaloo."

Fluttershy nodded, standing and slowly walking over to Spike with her head low. Spike knelled onto the cave floor, and Fluttershy knew what to do. She turned herself around, clenched her eyes and teeth, and strained to make herself push her bottom against him. Soon his shafts lay on her plush plot.

"Hold her," Garble grabbed Scootaloo by the scruff of her neck and dropped her onto the floor in front of Fluttershy.

"Come now Scootaloo," Fluttershy reached her forelegs out to hold gently around Scootaloo.

"Why are you holding me?" whimpered Scootaloo, choking on sobs, snot drooling unchecked from her nose as she wept.

"We can't escape sweetie," whispered Fluttershy, "They'll kill you right away if you try. This way at least there's a chance they'll let you go. Don't worry I'll do what they say so you won't have... to."

"Fluttershy, you can't trust them!" Rainbow Dash called out, "He didn't spare the other foals."

"Sure you can," lied Spike, "Leaving a foal completely deranged from seeing this would be worse torment than killing her."

Spike grasps Fluttershy's hips, pulling the yellow behind firmly against him. He felt one shaft enter her pussy, barely moist at all, the skin clinging against his shaft as he forced himself deeper. Her ass was even tighter, and drier, but that didn't keep him from making it fit. He didn't stop until the first shaft bounced against her cervix.

"You like that Flutterslut?" Spike asked.

"Y-yes, I.. I love it," she stammered, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Spike grabbed one claw around her neck from behind and squeezed it hard, "Don't. Lie. To. Me." He squeezed until she gagged and whimpered. "Now tell me how you really feel."

"I... humiliated," Fluttershy raised her voice just a bit, "I'm sorry I lied I won't again. It's horrible. I hate... when this happens."

Spike laughed, drawing his hips slowly back, the room filling with the lewd slurp. "When this happens? This happen a lot?"

"How often?" added Garble. He and Fizzle were getting their stamina back, it seems Spike had them beat on that too.

"Y-yes...um, maybe a few times a month?"

"You ever had consensual sex?" Spike asked, working into a rhythm as both claws moved back to grip her behind. As he casually spoke to her, he began to hammer against her cervix to break through it. Another dozen thrusts and he felt himself sink into her womb, now belly deep inside. "Aw yeah."

Fluttershy could barely speak, her whole body clenched and shaking, clinging to a still weeping Scootaloo who was curled up in front of her, "N... no. I... I don't really... like... it always hurts."

"Hey guys," Fizzle spoke up barely above the beautiful music of Fluttershy and Scootaloo crying, "We still have these animals we brought from her place. They look pretty good..."

"Oh... no... please... don't...!" Fluttershy squeaked as her cunt and ass were stretched around the twin dragon cocks, "I'll.. do anything... come here and... um..." She opened her muzzle wide, moving her head slightly, trying to distract them with the offer of a hot throat.

"Nah I'm good," said Garble, "I like to rest between go's, we can't all be super slut back there."

Garble picked up the kitten first, looking at it and licking his lips. He motioned for Fizzle, and the two sat where they knew Fluttershy would see them.

Garble held the squirming, meowing kitten to his muzzle, taking a bit sniff, then lapping his tongue over the delicious morsel, "Hmm, smells good, but eating seems too normal and boring."

"We could smash their little heads?" suggested Fizzle.

"We could... ah..." Spike started to suggest, but felt the sudden surge of a new orgasm. He arched his back and creamed hard, coating the inside of Flutter's cunt and ass, then packing it deep. He continued, "Stuff their corpses up into her cunt, pack em all the way in."

"Oh wow," Fizzle nodded, "I like that."

Fluttershy panted as Spike withdrew from her nethers, "Please don't um, Mr Dragons, please... I'll do whatever you want."

"That's right," said Spike, "You will, or Scootaloo gets it."

Garble hrmmed, then dropped the kitten onto the floor, quickly pinning it with one foot as it squirmed. Its claws glanced harmlessly on his scales as only its little head stuck out from underneath him. Garble grinned at Fluttershy, "Step on the kitty's head."

"W-what?" Fluttershy almost shrieked.

"I don't think she'll do that," said Fizzle, "Um, does that mean we can, ya know... the foal?"

"You better leave her alone!" shrieked Rainbow Dash pointlessly from her bondage. The dragons ignored her as she continued to make demands.

"It sure does," said Spike. He reached beneath Fluttershy, pulling Scootaloo out by one leg. The terrified filly screamed bloody murder as Spike sat on his haunches and pulled her into his lap, his shafts pulsing against her.

"Wait no I.." Fluttershy begged, "No no no... please... I'll.. I'm sorry."

Fluttershy clenched her eyes closed tightly, her face clenched up as she choked on her tears. She slowly moved one front hoof to the kitten's head, barely putting any pressure on it.

Garble smacked her across the face, "Both front hooves, stupid. Press hard, fucking jump up and down."

"Mmm, Scootaloo," Spike leaned down and kissed her as she whined and shook her head, forcing her into a deep kiss, "You see that? Flutterslut loves that kitten more than you."

"I'm.. I'm so sorry," Fluttershy whined, "I'll try to be quick sweetie..."

Fluttershy kept her eyes closed the entire time, but did as she was told. She pushed her second front hoof onto the kittens head, balancing them together to put all her weight on it, then shoved hard. When the first few shoves didn't have the desired result, she pulled up off the ground and slammed hard into the screeching kitten's face. Its nose broke with a sickening snap, but she kept pounding. Only when she felt its little skull cave in did she stop, whining as brain matter squished out from between the shards of skull and onto her hooves. She shook them and sobbed.

Fizzle handed Garble one of the squirrels, bouncing on his toes excitedly as he watched. "She could bite this one!"

"Eh?" Garble took the squirming little rodent, "Sounds good. You heard him, yellow. Say 'ahhh'."

"Oh Celestia no," Fluttershy's eyes grew wide. She didn't open her muzzle, but didn't back away when he pushed the pleading little animal to her mouth. It must have been even worse for her, since she could understand what the squirrel was saying as it begged for its life.

"Um," said Fizzle, "Can I have the foal's ass too?"

Fluttershy looked at the white dragon, her eyebrows tensing up with more hatred than Spike had ever seen her manage. She looked at Garble, then Spike with little Scootaloo still held against his pulsing shafts. She gulped, "I'm sorry little friend." She opened wide.

Garble stuffed the little things head into her muzzle and it became absolutely spastic, chittering and writhing about in his claw as he held it. Fluttershy took several long moments, but finally closed her teeth. Her dull pony teeth dragged over the creatures face, leaving bruises and contusions along the way, but she wasn't strong enough to bite through it. Finally she got the idea and moved her teeth to the squirrel's neck, biting down hard there instead and starting to chew as hard as she could manage. She begin to gag as blood pooled in her gums, and finally shook her head hard, the little one's body swinging back and forth as its neck snapped. A few more seconds, and it grew still.

"Wow wow," Fizzle handed the other squirrel to Garble, but then asked, "Um, mind if I have a go at the yellow pony's ass?"

"Go for it," Spike answered before Garble could, earning a look from Garble, but Spike didn't care. Everyone was his bitch now as far as he was concerned.

As Fizzle bounced behind Fluttershy, she obediently raised her tail out of the way and pushed her rump up so that he could more easily push into her behind. She stared at Garble to see what he would tell her to do next, but tensed her face up in pain as Fizzle pushed his slick shafts against her cum drooling asshole. She was stretched out wide, but amazingly didn't bleed more than a few drops that smeered over his cocks. She must have really been used to getting it rough.

Spike rolled Scootaloo towards Fluttershy, and the obedient pony took hold of her and snuggled her up again even as she continued getting hotly ass fucked. Spike stepped over to Rainbow Dash instead, who looked as if she was trying hard to get free of her bondage. Spike chuckled, slipping around behind her and pushing his own hardening shafts against Rainbow's rear entries, enjoying the feel of the warm cum already there. For once, Rainbow Dash was silent, too busy gritting her teeth and trying her best not to cry.

"There's a hack saw in... Twilight's box." Spike grunted.

"Perfect!"

Garble walked over to that, and returned with the same hacksaw that had hacked Twilight so effectively. Being a pony's saw, it was made so that one could hold it in their mouth, and that is just where Garble put it, into Fluttershy's muzzle. He then held the second squirrel up in front of him, holding each end with a different claw.

Fluttershy squeaked, but didn't have to be told what to do by now. She closed her eyes again and lifted the saw, having to try several times to correctly place it against the squirming one's form, "I'm sorry," she murmured around the handle, "I'll go fast." She tensed her teeth hard and drew her head back, slicing into the tiny creatures body, blood drooling down. She pushed back hard, trying to bear down as much as she could, which wasn't very much.

Luckily the weight of the saw alone was enough to snap the rodent in half within a few saws. Its little guts spilled onto the ground and it kept squirming and gagging for several seconds more. She dropped the saw once it was done, then looked away.

"Mmmph," said Spike as he hammered himself into Rainbow from behind, the wet sound of their penetration filling the cave, complimenting the sound of Fizzle's cocks overstretching Fluttershy's behind, "The bunny is Angel, he's her favorite."

"Oh please no," Fluttershy lowered her head and pushed it against Garble's legs, "Just let the one go, please, he can't tell anyone."

"We could just shove it up her cunt with the rest and let it suffocate," suggested Garble with a shrug, "You almost done Fiz? Hold the filly for us."

"Y-yes I a-- AM!" Fizzle came as if on command, giving a few more solid thrusts. He panted as he pulled back, his cocks flopping wetly as he pulled them out of her behind.

Fizzle took a while to catch the second bit, but managed to nod. He sat back on his own haunches and pulled Scootaloo into his lap, tugging her out from underneath Fluttershy by her tail then chuckling weakly as Scootaloo attempted to flee back to Fluttershy and ended up running in place while her tail was held.

Garble pinned Fluttershy on the floor, pushing her down onto her back, the pegasus squeaking loudly as she was pinned with his claw around her neck, but habitually spread her legs wide apart. He picked up the kitten with the crushed head in the other hand, and pushed it against her already well used pussy. Fluttershy whined and turned her head even as her pussy stretched around the little kitten's corpse.

"Ah yeah here we go again," breathed out Spike, then rammed his hips into a flurry, belly slapping Rainbow's hips no less than twice a second as he pounded her behind faster than ever, ravaging her wonderfully unwilling cum holes. He blew his loads deep into her again, holding himself a few seconds longer before yanking out. He smacked her on the ass, "You may be tough, Rainbow, but you're still female. You're still made to be raped."

Spike left her there again to pretend she wasn't crying some more, licking his lips as he watched Garble shove the kitten deeper. Soon it was so deep that only its little hind legs protruded from her distended cunt. Spike calmly straddled Fluttershy's head as he watched, sitting himself down so that his own tight anal cavity pushed against her nose. Fluttershy didn't need to be told what to do this time either. She ran her tongue up and began lapping at him.

Garble finally got tired of stuffing with his hand. Instead he pulled her legs further apart, pulling them around his hips as he leaned over her, pressing his cock tips into her pussy after the kitten cadaver. He pushed hard, forcing it deeper within her, then began to thrust in order to pack it inside. He leaned forward and tilted his head to try and kiss. He may have just done so out of habit since Fizzle was usually the one across from him, as he looked surprised for a moment when Spike leaned back towards him.

Spike figured it couldn't hurt, so he tilted his head the opposite way and deeply kissed Garble in return. Fizzle leaned forward from where he was and joined the two, soon forming a hot three way kiss with tongues batting back and forth. Spike started to roll his hips as well, feeling Fluttershy strain to keep lapping, but still trying to push her tongue inside of him.

In her lower half, one could see the lump of the dead kitten pushed upwards through her body. It took quite a beating to shove it past her cervix, but slowly her womb encompassed the cute little animal. Garble smacked her belly, grinning as he reached behind himself to grab the squirrel with the well chewed head. Pulling his cock back, he stuffed the second corpse into her pussy, once again packing it in with his pre drooling dragonhoods. The second squirrel, torn in two bits, pushed in more easily, its guts smeering along her tunnel as she was penetrated, and soon the three little ones were securely inside of her swollen belly.

Spike leaned over to take hold of the still bound Angel, undoing the ropes of the squirming, kicking little rabbit, then slowly pulling himself off of Fluttershy's face. Instead, he lowered the wriggling bunny for her to see it. "Say goodbye to Angel, Fluttershy."

"B-bye Angel, I'm so sorry..."

"That's it, now tell him how he's gonna die," Spike said.

"I- I..."

"Tell him!"

"Y- I'm sorry Angel, you're going to um.. suffocate inside my um.. my pussy."

The little one begged and pleaded as Spike handed him over to Garble, even if only Fluttershy could understand the pleading. Spike envied her a little; she was devolving into sobbing again, so it must have been good. Spike pulled her head up again, having her sit up just enough for him to force her head to look at what was happening at her nethers. He pulled one of her front hooves and placed it against her swollen belly.

"Don't close your eyes," ordered Spike, "And keep those hooves on your belly, I want you to feel him squirm." Fluttershy choked on another sob, but kept her eyes open, even placing her second fore hoof on her belly as well.

Angel's head was pushed into her passage, his chittering muffled by the warm moist flesh within. Garble pushed his shafts against the bunny's bottom, and though they weren't about to fit inside the rabbit, did well to push him deeper. Her cunt lips enveloped the struggling body slowly, and Fluttershy bit her lip as if trying to keep from making noise. What's more, the bunny seemed to enjoy it more than he might admit, as he was clearly sporting a tiny little boner.

"Isn't that cute? He doesn't want to die, but this is probably a fantasy of his at the same time," Spike whispered in her ear as he watched Angel's behind pop into her, only his flailing legs protruding out.

Garble pushed Angel more deeply, feeling her pussy close in on him as the bulge was pushed deeper. Her cervix gave way much easier, torn and bruised, and the squirming bulge entered her womb with his little dead friends inside. Fluttershy's eyes slowly glassed over as she felt his little paws pushing at her belly from within.

Perhaps Angel accepted his fate, because the little bunny suddenly ceased his futile attempts to push back up. Indeed, he must have figured that if he's about to die, he may as well get another go in. He grabbed the nearest anatomically compatible object, which happened to be the lower half of the torn squirrel, and pushed his member inside of rodent corpse cunt, unleashing a flurry of thrusts as only a bunny could.

Fluttershy stopped mid sob and her eyes got wide as she felt the clear change of movement within her, and Garble's eyes got even wider. He pushed his shafts a bit deeper, sliding over the bodies within, and raised on eyebrow.

"He's fucking one of the others," Garble deadpanned in disbelief, "That's... different."

Spike laughed, "This really was a fantasy of his, too bad he might die happy."

Angel squealed from within, a heavy panting squeal from an increasing lack of oxygen, but did manage to get off prior to suffocating. He continued to thrust until he was too weak to move, his life slipping away and his boner softening within the corpse.

"That was a little weird," Fizzle murmured, but was slowly stroking himself all the same, "Hey Garble, remember that dragoness um... Brightscale? Her eyes and..."

"Oh yeah we gouged out her eyes," Garble continued to thrust into Fluttershy as he talked, his cock tips pushing about the tiny corpses in her womb, "Dumb slut didn't want to play, so we left her blind and knocked up in the middle of nowhere."

"Oh no..." Fluttershy squeaked. She saw where this was going. "I'd rather not... if that's okay."

Spike dragged his claws up her face, slowly moving to grip her there, and moving his thumbs up her cheeks and to her eyes. They were wide with terror, staring at him, pleading with him. She really was adorable, it was so much fun to hurt her. His cock throbbed against her mane as he extended his claws fully and forced them into her eyes, agonizingly slow.

Fluttershy's scream pierced the air and rattled through the room, growing louder as Spike's claws sank deeper. He skewered her eye balls like appetizers, then twisted his claws to pop them out of the socket. He pulled them away from her face, letting them hang by the nerve. He pried his claws out one at a time, letting them droop from her bloody eye sockets, afraid she might feel less pain should he pull them away from the nerve too soon.

"Whoa! Talk about spasms," Garble felt her whole body clench harder than ever, the convulsions of pain around his shaft driving him over the edge. He blasted his spunk into her womb, flooding her to coat the warm corpses within.

Spike leaned down, running his tongue over her face, then pushing his tongue into an empty socket. He frenched the gaping hole, slurping at it lustfully, then moved to her other eye and did the same. Finally, he pulled up one eye with his tongue and popped it like a grape between his teeth, only then pulling it free of the nerve. Soon the only thing left was the raw nerves protruding from her sockets.

"Wow he's way better at that than..." Fizzle started.

"Can it," Garble cut him off as he jerked his softening shaft from Fluttershy's body, cum pouring out onto the cave floor.

Fluttershy gagged, spitting out blood that kept drooling into her muzzle from her missing eyes. Spike ran his claws across her body, enjoying how she jerked at the slightest touch.

"You know what, Fluttercunt?" said Spike, "I think I'll give you a reward."

Fluttershy gagged again, but peeped up, "Oh um... thank you..."

"Rather than just giving you the chance to save Scootaloo," said Spike, "I'll let you choose. Who do you want to live, Rainbow Dash or Scootaloo?" Spike grinned as he continued to stroke her body. This choice wouldn't be so obvious as the previous ones he forced her to make.

Fluttershy opened her maw, but just froze there, seemingly unable to function for a moment.

"Let Rainbow Dash go!" Scootaloo called from where Fizzle was holding her.

"No way!" Rainbow called, "You got a whole life ahead of you squirt! Fluttershy save Scootaloo!"

The two went back and forth, arguing over who would get to live, until the dragons found themselves barely holding in their laughter. Fluttershy just sat there with her maw open, and was in no danger of making a choice, but Spike knew how to fix this.

"Ten seconds before I kill both," said Spike, "Tell me who to kill Fluttercunt. Ten... Nine.. Eight... "

"R-- Sc--- - Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy blurted out after a bit of indecisiveness, then curled up on the floor, bawling like an infant, "I'm so sorry Rainbow... please forgive me..."

Rainbow Dash closed her eyes, "It's okay Fluttershy."

Spike reached down, pulling Fluttershy's mane and forcing her to stand, her legs wobbling beneath. She immediately blurted out, "No please don't make me help!" Yep, she was learning how things worked quickly.

Rainbow Dash took a deep breath, "It's fine, Shy, I'd rather you do it than them." It was adorable how Dash was used up, so much for her ego and her threats.

"Garble, bring me one of the pink and blue swirled potions, the one that says 'Futa' on the front." said Spike, ignoring Fluttershy's pleas and not bothering to confirm what she already knew. "Didn't think I'd find a use for these."

Garbled grumbled a bit under his breath, not liking being an errand boy, but did as he was told anyway. Fizzle rocked back and forth on his feet, noticing this and probably wondering why he wasn't being given the menial tasks. The fact was, Spike was starting to enjoy getting under the red dragon's scales.

Garble tossed the potion at Spike, who barely caught hole of it without breaking. He popped the top, and pushed it against Fluttershy's muzzle. Without question she opened her maw and guzzled down the potion.

The only reason Fluttershy stayed standing was that Spike went back to holding her up by her mane. Her legs gave out completely as the potion began to take affect, and she screamed brutally, just as before. Her body shivered, convulsed, and a ball of flesh began to swell up between her crotch-teats and her gaping cunt. It extended, slowly shaping itself, accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing itself apart and stitching back together. When it was done, Fluttershy was sporting a nicely sized sheath between her legs in addition to her existing parts, her cock already peaking from the shaft.

Spike dragged Fluttershy over to Rainbow Dash, then paused for a moment. She was way too soft, and wasn't likely to get hard easily. Sure he could use an aphrodisiac potion, but he wanted her to be completely aware of what she was doing.

"Fizzle, give Scootaloo to me and get Futashy hard," Spike motioned to Fizzle, then looked to Garble instead, "You help Garb."

"Sure!" Fizzle was all for it, handing the foal over to Spike before leaning down on all fours. Without hesitation, he pushed his head beneath Fluttershy's belly and went for the gold. What a faggot, not that Spike was complaining.

"What." Garble was less for it. Fizzle was supposed to be the submissive one. HIS submissive one, not Spike's.

Spike pointed downward towards Fluttershy, but Garble wasn't going for it. Spike rolled his eyes, "Fine, take the rear then."

Garble huffed, and still didn't seem to like being bossed around quite so much, but did as asked. Almost at least. Spike had meant for him to take Fluttershy's rear, but it probably shouldn't have surprised him when Garble pulled himself up behind Fizzle. Fizzle wordlessly raised his tail, looping it around Garble's neck affectionately. He waggled his behind back and forth to rub his cheeks into Garble's crotch.

Her shaft did begin to expand as Fizzle worked his muzzle against her sheath, slipping his maw around the shaft as it extended, his long tongue wrapping down to the base and swallowing against the tip. He straightened his neck and swallowed, deep-throating the pony cock without so much as a hint of a gag reflex. All the time, his ass rolled back against Garble, the dragon's ass stretching around the twin cocks without any sign of discomfort. They were obviously used to this.

Soon enough Fluttershy was throbbing hard despite herself, clearly having trouble holding in her moaning. Spike rather roughly grabbed Fizzle by one horn to yank him away from the shaft with a slurp, then shoved Fluttershy against Rainbow Dash's behind. "Fuck her, I don't care which hole, I just want your cock inside her when she dies."

"Oh um... Rainbow?" Fluttershy murmured as she awkwardly pushed herself up onto the rainbow plot that she couldn't see. She gripped at Rainbow's hips until her shaft bumped against Rainbow's thighs.

Rainbow took a deep breath, taking a moment to realize what Fluttershy was asking before murmuring, "Cunt."

Fluttershy nodded and pushed her tip against Rainbow's creampie of a pussy, the warm tunnel enveloping her even as the cum deposited before drooled down to the base of her shaft. She almost moaned out before catching herself, then pressed further until her soft yellow belly smacked against Rainbow's behind. She leaned forward and panted against the back of Rainbow's mane, her hips slowly thrusting. The feeling of male bits was taking her by surprise, now she understood why stallions had so much fun ramming theirs into her.

"Glad I got to be with you once before..." Rainbow murmured.

"Oh, um... I am too..." Fluttershy blushed.

That was far too adorable, "Don't get comfortable," said Spike, "It's about to get much less unpleasant. Fizzle? Fuck Fluttershy too, both holes this time."

"What? I ain't done with him yet!" Garble complained, continuing to smack his body against Fizzle's behind.

Fizzle muttered, "I don't really like pussy, eheh...."

"So pile on," said Spike to Garble, then reached over to smack Fizzle across one cheek, "Sluts don't get to say no, faggot."

Fizzle actually moaned at being hit, then nodded awkwardly. He moved slowly so that Garble didn't have to detach. Soon the white dragon was mounting up behind Flutters, and Spike reached in to help him aim. Pushing one tip to each hole, Fizzle made a bit of a disgusted face before pushing into her, not thrusting so much as letting her own movements fuck his cocks into her. Garble was determined not to leave Fizzle's behind, and completed the fuck train by grasping Fizzle's ass, digging his claws in, and hammering his slut's behind, not bothering to keep time with the rest.

Spike himself moved to Rainbow's other end, letting his cocks smack against her face as he took position. The rainbow pony immediately lunged to try to bite one, but he caught her head in both hands. Spike dropped Scootaloo in the process, looping his tail around and grabbing her with that instead. He held her around her waist, shaking her around in his excitement.

"Don't want to worry about these." Spike jammed his claws into her gums, digging around and popping her teeth out of her muzzle one at a time. She cried out in agony, no longer trying to hide her tears, her muffled screams sounding as if she were gargling blood.

He glanced over at Fluttershy, who seemed to be having more fun than she deserved, so he paused his digging out for a moment to reach over to his bag which was nearby. He pulled out a knife, then shoved the handle into Fluttershy's muzzle. Fluttershy looked confused at first at having been given a knife until Spike explained, "Gouge her eyes out, don't dare stop thrusting while you do it."

Spike helpfully pulled Fluttershy's head down, pushing her into position where the knife was at Rainbow's eye. Dash closed her eyes tightly, as if that would help. Spike left her holding it there as he went to dig out more of Rainbow's teeth, holding her head steady as he did so.

Fluttershy was shaking violently, so even though she did obey, she aimed rather poorly. Spike moved Rainbow's head so that the knife would hit, stabbing into Rainbow's left eye. Rainbow couldn't scream any more than she already was, but her eye popped open against the blade as her whole body began to spasm.

"Keep stabbing!" demanded Spike.

Fluttershy clenched her teeth so hard that the knife handle creaked, then drew back and stabbed again. Spike again moved Rainbow's head so she would hit, and soon she was repeatedly gouging at the same eye. Rainbow thrashed about beneath her, and Spike could see the yellow pony grip her to steady herself atop her. Even then, Fluttershy continued to thrust, determined to save at least one of her friends.

Garble watched over Fizzle's shoulder, and must have liked the view, as he seemed to relax a great deal before blowing his load into his boyfriend's tightly stuffed ass. He continued to pack himself in hard, another minute before Fizzle came as well, the feel of cocks in his ass easily enough to overcome his disgust at having one of his cocks in a female's foal hole. He cried out loudly as well, his hips slowing all the more until the two dragons were completely still.

They pulled free of Fluttershy, sitting back to watch instead, and Spike was too into what he was doing to demand they do otherwise. He twisted Rainbow's head so that the next jab got her good eye, then allowed Fluttershy to push the blade deep into that eye as well.

"That's it Futashy," Spike growled as he popped Rainbow's last tooth out onto the cave floor, "Don't enjoy yourself too much, I don't want you cumming yet."

If Spike didn't know better, he would say Fluttershy was enjoying herself. Both of Rainbow's eyes were pools of puss and blood, and Fluttershy was still stabbing randomly down at her head, so enthusiastically that Spike had trouble keeping up.

"All right," Spike reached out and tugged the knife away, Fluttershy's head moving a few more thrusts before she stopped.

"Oh.. I'm really sorry Rainbow," she whimpered, "I hope it didn't hurt too bad..."

Rainbow responded with a pathetic, sobbing moan as she felt Spike push his shafts into her bleeding muzzle. He pushed to the back of her throat, then further still as he forced her to deep throat him. She gagged violently, still trying to bite his cock despite her now lack of teeth, which only made him feel all the better as her blood lubricated his motions.

"That's it," breathed Spike, "Garble, break her wings, you should enjoy that at least."

Garble certainly did. He didn't bother to loosen her from the wing binds, he just took hold of the nearest wing and twisted it. Bending it this way and that, allowing the bones to break and splinter, he didn't stop mutilating it until it was a crumpled mess of flesh and bone, no longer recognizable as a wing.

Rainbow's screams were delightful, even with Spike's cock still pushing down her throat. He rolled his eyes back at the feel of her around him as Garble worked on her other wing, starting to thrust faster still. His tail curled as well, pushing Scootaloo face first against his ass as he thrust, the child squirming wonderfully against Spike's plot, if nothing else.

Spike yanked his upper shaft free of Rainbow's jaws just before he came, his lower shaft spraying down Rainbow's throat and her injured gums with burning cum. His upper one released a fountain of spunk which splattered into Rainbow's eyes and pooled within her sunken eye sockets. He then pulled both away from her, letting her scream as loudly as she could, letting the sound wash over him.

He yanked Scootaloo about with his tail again, positioning her in front of him and splattering the remainder of his seed into her face. The underage toy gagged and sputtered as her face was awash in adult dragon spunk. Spike groaned out again, rubbing his cum into the filly's eyes with his thumb. He resisted the urge to do more, barely, and jerked her behind him with his tail once again. Stupidly, the little foal didn't think to 'tell on him' to Fluttershy.

"All right Futashy," breathed Spike, "Grind your hooves onto her broken wings, keep thrusting, I'll get something for you."

Fluttershy whined, but repositioned her hooves so that they wrapped further up Rainbow's body. She leaned forward, and slid her hooves about Rainbow's ravaged back. She once tough pony moaned out in agony, sobbing outright though her only tears were blood. Fluttershy let out another half moan, then clenched her teeth tightly to keep from it.

"I think um... she may still be enjoying herself, Sir." Fizzle said, resting in Garble's lap.

Garble started to answer, then realized Fizzle was talking to Spike, even calling him sir. He smacked the back of Fizzle's head, "Don't forget whose buttfuck you are!"

"I think you're right," Spike agreed as he returned to the fun carrying a rope from Pinkie's goodies. He tied it into a firm slip knot, fitting it around Rainbow's neck, "You enjoying this Futaslut?"

"N-no I'm..."

"Be honest.."

"Only a little bit... "

Rainbow Dash whimpered and Fluttershy hung her head shamefully. She sure didn't stop thrusting though, her full balls bouncing against Rainbow's belly with each shove of the hips.

"Well lets see how you enjoy the grand finale," Spike pulled the rope tight about Rainbow's neck, then placed the end of the rope in Fluttershy's muzzle, "Choke her, and don't you stop pulling until she stops moving. Until she's DEAD. Got it?"

Fluttershy nodded meekly as she took hold of it. She murmured another few apologies, but when she did yank back on it she surprised Spike with how much effort she put into it. She was either trying to finish Rainbow quickly, or enjoying it more than she let on. Spike started to think it was the later though, because when Dash's gagging became audible, Fluttershy renewed her efforts on Rainbow's wings, bouncing herself onto the splintered wing joints enthusiastically.

Spike leaned himself down, pushing his lips to Rainbow's, slurping at the delicious blood and spunk that was drooling from her, and kissing her deeply between words, "This is it... you fucking egotistical bitch... feel your life choked out... by your best friend... feel how much she's getting off?" Rainbow Dash shook her head hard, denying any of the such, but Spike just laughed and continued to suckle the flavor from her maw.

Fluttershy's thrusting gradually sped up, and she even became a bit more creative with her friend's wings, using her hooves to fold them up into one bunch so that she could bear down on the entire mass of flesh and bone together. She yanked hard at the rope, and finally wasn't able to stop herself before letting out a full moan, arching her spine.

Spike pulled himself up from Rainbow's face as it slowly turned bluer than usual, the rope cutting into her throat as it was pulled tighter. Her muzzle opened wide, her chest heaved trying to pull breath through the impossibly tight opening. Her eyes were wide with terror, knowing that she would soon face her demise. Her whole body continued to convulse, more with each passing moment, her futile movements only serving to grind her writhing ass back against Fluttershy as she rammed Rainbow's cunt ball deep with cock.

Instead, Spike moved to kiss at the side of Fluttershy's face, lapping there and leaving a trail of blood. To his surprise, she nuzzled back at him before yanking back hard again, renewing her efforts. He chuckled, "You're enjoying this." To his further surprise, Fluttershy nodded her head up and down even as she moaned again.

"Say it where she can hear it," Spike said, then when she hesitated, "Don't forget Scootaloo now. I want Rainbow to hear it while she's still alive. Are you enjoying this Futashy?"

"Y-yes!" Fluttershy was barely coherent around the rope in her muzzle, but it was enough for Rainbow to hear.

"Describe it," Spike lapped up the side of her face again, trailing a claw down her back and feeling of her behind as it tensed and relaxed with each thrust.

"I'm sorry!" Fluttershy muttered between thrusts and yanks, "I'm really enjoying... I didn't know... pussy felt like this!" She bore her hooves down against the wings, grinding them into her and then yanked back hard on the rope until her own neck pulsed from the strain, "I want... I want to feel... fell you convulse... around my cock... as you die!... I'm sorry!.... DIE!" She just kept going as if her own words were now turning her on more in an endless cycle of psychotic pleasure, "Die so I... can cum in your... your corpse!... I'm sor-- sorr... I'm not sorry!... I love this! .. Gonna squirt... so hard!"

Fluttershy couldn't contain herself. She had been the submissive one her whole life, raped and violated by dozens of stallions, never telling on them, then getting it even more as word got around that she would never tell. Finally she was on top, ravaging a convulsing pussy, feeling the victim squirm beneath her as she pleasured herself at her victim's expense.

Rainbow Dash's whole body shivered. The last words she heard were her best friend getting off hard on her death, then she went into her final death throws. As her body convulsed its final movements, Fluttershy screamed out, letting go of the rope too late to save Rainbow's life. She rammed her shaft in one more time before she came. She hosed down the inside of Rainbow's insides, came so hard that she choked herself.

Then as she came down from her sexual high, what she had done hit her full force, and she screamed in anguish, backing away from Rainbow's body in horror and tumbling backwards onto her back. For a moment she just squalled, seeming deaf to all else.

"We should make her help us with Scoot," Spike said, taking Scootaloo from his tail to his hands and holding her.

"No you said..." Scootaloo started to cry as well, but was ignored as she squirmed.

"As long as I can call her little cunt," said Garble.

Spike chuckled, "I was going to double team her with Futashy."

"What? You already got to fuck all those other kids to death, it's my turn." Garble seemed to have reached an agitated point.

Spike had been expecting that. He stared at Garble for a moment, then turned and looked at Fizzle, then back to Garble again. Fizzle looked somewhat nervous at the argument, but his eyes were fixed on Spike's bloody shafts as he slowly stroked his own. Spike's gears started turning again.

"All right, let me fuck Fizzle, then after I'm done we can deal with Scootaloo, because I want to watch," said Spike. He literally tossed Scootaloo over to Garble, "Wait until I'm done okay? Won't be long."

Garble caught Scootaloo easily enough, and the little one continued her squirming, her little useless wings flapping about. The deal was every bit as suspicious as it sounded, and Garble had to think on it, but nodded slowly, "Yeah sure... long as I get to fuck the little girl."

Spike took hold of Fizzle by one of his horns, and dragged him across the room towards the corpse pile, leaving Garble sitting with Scootaloo next to the still delirious Fluttershy. Fizzle was more than a little excited, and soon was pushing his behind against Spike's front, wrapping his tail around Spike's waist.

"Fuck my ass hard you stud, make it hurt," Fizzle whispered. He then glanced at Garble as if checking to make sure he didn't hear him flirting with Spike.

"I'm way hotter than he is, hm?" asked Spike, whispering it in Fizzle's ear, as he pulled Fizzle's ass back against him. He pushed his cock tips into the slut's tailhole and sank deep inside.

Fizzle moaned out, then whispered back, "Oh so much more...the way you treat ponies.. and dragons, the way you keep the rotting corpses of your victims, even fuck them... that's really hot."

Spike didn't mind too much that Fizzle was getting off on the sex, even if he preferred non-consenting ponies. Fizzle was male after all, even if he was a complete fag, so letting him enjoy it didn't seem as bad. "And if you had the chance to choose, who would you choose?"

Fizzle panted out, his cock milking expertly at Spike's shafts, "You, claws down, but Garble would never forgive me, and he has lots of friends."

Spike glanced to Garble to make sure he was being good. The red dragon was rubbing his cocks against Scootaloo's face, making her lick him, but wasn't shoving it in her or anything. Spike could deal with that.

Spike nibbled down Fizzle's back, speeding up his thrusts, "But if you could, you'd be my bitch. Help me kill ponies, double-team their rotting corpses. Rub their maggoty guts against each other." Spike reached a claw around to grasp Fizzle's twin shafts and stroke them in time with his humping.

"Oh yes," Fizzle almost spoke up, but then returned quickly to a whisper, "Fuck you're big, I'm gonna cum." Indeed the dragon shot his load, splattering it onto the cave floor.

Spike squeezed his cocks and kept stroking as he felt the fluid surge through them, "There's a solution to this you know." Spike felt his own climax approaching, "Kill the fucker. You help hold him down while I claw his throat out, then you fuck him up the ass as he bleeds out.

Fizzle moaned and Spike knew he agreed. The white dragon's shafts immediately returned to throbbing hardness. Spike rammed several more times within before unloading his own seed into the dragon's asshole, flooding him until his belly swelled.

"Get behind him and hold him," Spike said as he withdrew.

"Yes sir," Fizzle nodded as Spike's cum splurted back out of his ass and drooled down his legs. He was unsteady, but wobbled over towards where Garble was at.

"Time for some underage cunt to wrap itself around my cock?" Garble asked. If nothing else, Spike admired how much he appreciated foal fucking.

"What?!" Fluttershy had finally quietened up enough to hear that, but Spike ignored her for now.

Spike ignored Fluttershy and didn't answer Garble either. Instead he watched as Fizzle moved behind the red dragon as he sat on his haunches, moving to hug him from behind. Garble turned his head, and Fizzle pushed into a kiss with him. The two began to make out hotly for a few moments. The white dragon pulled Garble further around to expose his neck to Spike. It was the softest spot on a dragon's body, even if it was still hard compared to a pony's soft flesh.

Spike took the invitation. Grabbing Garble around the neck, his serrated claws dug in and dragged over the neck, using all his might and feeling the scales pull apart. As Garble started to thrash, he bit down on the neck hard, grabbing a hunk of flesh, then twisting and shaking his head until it tore free. Garble was suddenly left with blood pouring from the gash in his neck.

The blood washed over Scootaloo, who screamed as if they were already sticking things in her, causing Fluttershy to scream too because she assumed they were. Spike growled and shoved Scootaloo out of the way, bowling her back over to Fluttershy, who grabbed hold of her protectively, yet somehow couldn't help but push her shaft against her.

Garble was done before he even had time to fight. He flopped forward onto the floor, leaving Fizzle looking stunned for a moment before he remembered what he was doing. He flopped Garble's tail out of the way, and rammed his shafts into his former mater's behind. Garble's eyes grew wide as he gagged, then shivered to a stop.

Spike turned back to Fluttershy, leaving Fizzle to plow the fresh dragon corpse. She was on her haunches, blindly cuddling the blood covered Scootaloo, who was shivering violently there in her lap. Fluttershy tensed up tightly as she heard his approach, then jerked as he lay one claw atop her head.

"Did you really believe we were gonna spare Scootaloo?" asked Spike.

"I really did," murmured Fluttershy, slowly petting Scootaloo as she curled up more tightly. She took a deep breath, "You're gonna make me help." It was a statement rather than a question.

"Yep, and you're going to aren't you," said Spike, "Because in the back of your mind, you really want to."

"I don't.."

"Then why is your cock throbbing hard against that soft little foal in your lap?"

Fluttershy didn't answer, she just continued to hold Scootaloo against her. Surely enough her shaft throbbed at Spike's words. Spike sat on his own haunches in front of Fluttershy, facing her, pinning Scootaloo between them and moving to hold the pegafoal with his claws as well. He leaned forward and kissed Fluttershy deeply, and she returned it obediently.

"Please don't hurt me," Scootaloo wriggled about in both of their grasp, trying not to touch their shafts, but was easily held, "I don't understand." She choked on her tears, he delicious begging coaxing her tormentors further.

"Tell her what we're gonna do, Futashy," said Spike.

"Wh-what are we going to do?" Fluttershy asked as she leaned he head against Spike's.

"You tell her. You decide," Spike nipped at her nose.

Fluttershy stayed quiet for over a minute, but Spike didn't hurry her up. He wanted to see if she'd do it on her own. As he waited, he enjoyed the sound of Scootaloo's weeping and the moist sound of Fizzle still plowing Garble as he watched.

Finally Fluttershy spoke, "Scootaloo... um... sweetie. We're going to.. penetrate you... it will probably kill you cause you're small. Um, I'll go in your little um... pussy. And Spike will take um... your tail hole?"

That would be hard to work with Scootaloo's size, but Spike was sure they could manage.

"Why are you doing this?" Scootaloo whined.

"We can't get away Scootaloo, there's no way to stop this," Fluttershy murmured, "So I... I don't know."

"So you figure you may as well get your rocks off hard before you die," Spike finished for her, "Don't want to pass up a tight little foal."

"Um... yes," Fluttershy nodded slowly, "Something like that..."

"Okay, hold her tight," ordered Spike, "Turn her hot little ass this way and we'll see if we can put that monster of yours in a tight little foal cunt."

"No no wait!" screamed Scootaloo, "Fluttershy no! You have to help me!"

Fluttershy flattened her ears and bit her lip until it bled, but nodded to Spike. She pinned Scootaloo between her fore hooves and thighs, holding her with her little bottom facing Spike. Scootaloo had her tail tucked between her little legs, so Spike gave it a hard yank out of the way. Scootaloo's begging was interrupted by an adorable squeak.

Fluttershy was shaking now, her four legs tensing up and her shaft drooling pre onto the wriggling child's belly. Even as she pushed her shaft slowly to rub it up and down against the tiny underage form, she coughed on a tearless sob, "I'm such a monster..."

"Yes. Yes you are," said Spike, moving his claws to grasp tightly around Scootaloo's hips, and slid the foal slowly up and down Fluttershy's shaft. After several strokes, he pushed Scoot's pussy against Fluttershy's blunt tip. This would not go in easily.

Scootaloo got a good look at the throbbing horse cock as it slide up her full length, leaving a string of pre to mix into her blood soaked fur. Her crying went up a whole octave when she fully realized what was about to be put into her, little wings flapping against Spike as her four legs tried to push Fluttershy away, but the yellow pegasus, "Please Fluttershy no I don't wanna die...please help me go."

"Mmm, go on and tell her, you murderous whore," Spike ran his tongue across Fluttershy's face and slurped at one of her empty eye sockets, making her arch her spine in pain, "Getting off so hard on the chance to slaughter an innocent little girl with your cock."

Fluttershy took a deep breath, moving her head down to kiss softly against Scootaloo's head, "Even if I thought you could get away... I wouldn't help you. I want to feel your.. your warm pussy around my cock I... I only wish your friends were alive, I would put myself in them all." She felt her way down with her muzzle and forced Scootaloo into a deep kiss, slurping against the filly's little muzzle as she struggled. "I'm sorry... I can't believe I'm saying this... it just feels so good!"

Spike's own cocks throbbed. Fluttershy looked so miserable even as she talked dirty to her little victim. Spike was sorely tempted to keep the yellow pegasus alive to see what else she'd do. He pushed Scootaloo's body down as Fluttershy muffled her cries with repeated kisses. Fluttershy tensed her hips and pushed hard, harder than Spike would have thought she could push, but she was running on horomones right now.

Spike's lower shaft pressed against Scootaloo's rear entry, popping the little ass open around his bare tip, but he held back forcing it any further in. He waited patiently for Fluttershy to get inside before he could join her by wrecking Scootaloo's rectum.

The crying, the heaving, the kissing, it dragged one for no less than half an hour before Fluttershy finally managed to get traction within Scootaloo's little fuck hole. The throbbing spire of horse cock pushed harder than before once she felt it, and pop! Suddenly a tightly stretched nine-year-old cunt was wrapped hotly around her tip. Fluttershy squealed almost as loudly as Scootaloo, both voices rising to a fevered pitch

"No it hurts it hurts it.." Scootaloo's pleas devolved into screams.

Fluttershy arched her spine, and if she had eyes, they'd surely be rolling back until they were white, "Y-yes Scootaloo... hurt! I want to feel you die in agony on my cock. So... hot... "

Spike was quick to add to the agony, forcing his own shaft into Scootaloo's anus, stretching her until her flesh tore on his first thrust, feeling blood roll down his shaft before he pulled back and rammed himself deeper. Fluttershy was equally merciless. As soon as she felt warmth around her shaft she began to pound her hips upwards into Scootaloo's body, slamming into her virgin cervix and then ramming at it to get through. Scootaloo's body swelled, the shape of two shafts pushing up through her.

Fluttershy pushed Scootaloo's face against the side of her own, and groaned as she enjoyed the vibrations from Scootaloo's screams. Pushing their cocks in alternatingly, Spike going in as Fluttershy went out and vis versa, they could each feel the shape of the other's cock dragging in and out of the bloody holes. Scootaloo's cervix burst, and Fluttershy's cock rammed to the back of her womb, then thrust hard to try to break through the back. Spike's shaft split through Scootaloo's intestines, pushing the tapered tip up into her guts, then as thicker portions pushed into the foal, her intestines split open and came apart completely around him. Now he and Fluttershy were cramming the same gaping hole.

"I can feel her little heart beat.. the pressure of her breathing" Fluttershy was drooling against Scootaloo's screaming face, "Oh Spike... I'm gonna cum in her until she breaks open! I'm gonna murder this.. this innocent little foal!"

Spike groaned out himself, his cocks growing so hard at how much the pegaslut was getting into it. He forced his second cock into the already bloated foal's body even as Fluttershy broke through the back of her womb, and together they invaded Scootaloo's organ sack. Scootaloo's screams became gurgles and then stopped all together, the foal just staring upwards in horror as her body was torn apart from the inside.

"Oh my cock is actually against her beating heart... I'm gonna rip it out with my cock!" Fluttershy heaved her hips hard, crushing Scootaloo's heart against the inside of her chest.

Fluttershy and Spike came within seconds of each other, both ramming upwards together, stretching Scootaloo's body to its limit. The surge of cum shot up through their cocks, so massive that it could visibly be seen stretching her body upwards again. Then they exploded within her, fucking the last few breaths of life from her body. Spike held his claws hard around the three cocks that now pushed upwards into her,

Scootaloo's body bloated up like a balloon, cum spraying from around Spike's grip. He still managed to keep it closed enough that the inflation reached critical levels. When it finally escaped, they didn't just get a fountain from Scootaloo's muzzle. Her whole body ripped, tearing apart, literally popping like a balloon. Her head was thrusts into the air, her spine dangling out the bottom, and landed several feet away in a puddle of red and white. Meanwhile Spike and Fluttershy were absolutely coated in cum and foal guts.

Fluttershy shrieked as if in terror, but kept cumming, and even when she was done she grabbed some of the strips of flesh that remained to jack herself off, "Oh yes! She's dead! I MURDERED a sweet little foal and I loved it!"

Spike groaned out as well, "Oh you are just a treat Futaslut, you dirty little friend murdering, foal flooding little... holy fuck. Well at least you got to live your fantasies before you died."

"Y-yes.." Fluttershy pushed herself against Spike, Scootaloo's remains squishing between them and oozing down into a puddle of slop on the floor. She gliding her cock against his two and pulled him into a kiss, speaking between laps, "Mmmph... Spike... I'm ready... murder me... make it hurt!"

Spike chuckled, "No, I think I'll let you live."

Fluttershy paused, a stunned look on her eye-less face, "I... but... I don't think I can live with myself I..." She was finally coming down from her sexual high and it was hitting her what she did again.

"Mmmm, no I think I'll keep you around for a bit longer." Spike said.

Spike glanced over to Fizzle, who had finished in Garble's behind and was now plowing into his mouth. When looked at, Fizzle slowed down and looked back. Even Fizzle had bits of Scotaloo splattered onto him. "S-sir?"

"We're done killing for today, we'll spend the rest of the evening fucking corpses." Spike said.

"Oh yes sir!" Fizzle was enthusiastic.

"Oh um... yes sir." Fluttershy was less. She was slumped to the ground in the pile of Scootaparts, shaking violently.

"Good," said Spike, "Because we're not stopping until every one of these corpses has a fresh load of cum inside."

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