Brrrrrrr!!! This day was a very cold night! And on that same cold night, a white unicorn stepped out of a cheering stadium. Her red eyes were a costumed to seeing in the dark, but she was slightly blinded by all the bright lights outside. The concert she was participating in just finished, and her energetic body was ready for some fun!

The ponies she was performing for loved her so much that they begged her to stay. Tis' the life of a popular DJ. Many had thrown themselves in front of her, begging to be hers. However, there was only one that Vinyl wanted.

Every day, Vinyl Scratch wanted to visit her friend Pinkie Pie. They were best of friends, but Vinyl someday was hoping for something more. However, the tour she was in didn't let her travel to Ponyville much, so she was usually stuck in Canterlot. But today, she was in Ponyville! She let out a whoop of joy as she barreled down the street and nearly into some ponies. The cart of her heavy DJ stand tried to slow her down, but who can slow down an excited DJ?

Once her burst of running energy was nearly depleted from at least thirty miles of running, her destination came into view: Sugarcube Corner. The marvelous size of the gingerbread house never failed to amaze Vinyl, but with the moonlight, it looked grander than ever, as if it was shone in spotlights. Pinkie Pie was just told her that tonight was going to be a simple night with drinks and music, but she had a hunch that it was going to be something more intimate.

All lights were out in the building except for the room on the top floor that was shaped like a sprinkled cupcake. At least Pinkie was still awake. As Vinyl pounded on the gingerbread door, she noticed a poster that was advertising her brother, Neon Lights. He himself was doing a tour like all great DJs, but this week he was in Manhatten. Hah, they were so close friends that Pinkie was willing to help her brother become more recognized.

She jumped back two feet as a pink earth pony opened the door with speed. If she was a half second late, her face would be permanently engraved on the door. "Hiya Scratch! I haven't seen you in weeks!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed. Woah...something happened to Pinkie. The pony in front of Scratch gained a lot of weight. A lot. A walrus could have been jealous of her as her fat swung side to side, including the large breasts below.

Vinyl bowed and kissed Pinkie's pudgy hooves slowly. "The one, the only, DJ PON-3 is here to party!"

"Party!? Yay, because I baked some cupcakes!" Pinkie dragged Vinyl inside and unhooked her from the cart faster than a blink of an eye. That was really the only problem she had with Pinkie: Way too fast. Up three flights of stairs and Pinkie's door appeared. It was partly opened, but Scratch could see on a table a pile of still fresh cupcakes.

"Want me to set up the stand?" Scratch asked and Pinkie nodded. Even if Pinkie didn't unhook the cart, it wouldn't have been too wide to carry it upstairs. With her horn growing blue, her stereo, chair, and music disks popped above her head.

Scratch was beginning to set up her stand when Pinkie worriedly spoke. "Hey Vinyl, can I step outside for a second? I need to attend to something." Something about Pinkie's expression looked odd, as if she was distraught. Vinyl had to check it out.

"Sure! All I have to do is just set up the last few pieces." To prove Scratch's point, a couple of techno disks swirled around Pinkie and landed neatly on the DJ's desk.

Pinkie smiled as wide as she could as she walked out, but dropped the facade as she went downstairs. Gummy was waiting for her as he hopped onto her legs and started to hump it. "Oh Gummy," Pinkie said as she picked up the horny alligator and pressed it tightly against her belly. "I don't know what to do. I've become ridiculously fat since the Cakes' left Ponyville, and I can't seem to lose any weight! My fat is getting in the way of my duties, and I don't have enough money for a liposuction either. I'm also afraid my friends might leave me. Who would want to hang out with a fat freak? At least I still have you."

Pinkie felt a hoof on her shoulder. Her instincts were screaming to get up and fight the unknown, but that white hoof belonged to Vinyl. "I heard you crying downstairs Pinkie and I worried about you."

Pinkie shook her head and let go of her alligator, who began to hump her leg again. "I'm just upset of how ugly and fat I am."

A kiss on the cheek surprised Pinkie. "But I love the way you look," Said Scratch.

Pinkie began to tear up again. Her whole body jiggled with sobs, but stopped when Scratch gave Pinkie another kiss. "Why would anypony find me attractive? Why you YOU love my disgusting body? I look like a blimp!"

"You do look like a blimp Pinkie," Replied Scratch sweetly. It might have sounded nice to Scratch, but to Pinkie, it was something to bring her self-confidence down. "But I love mares with some weight on them."

Pinkie was shocked. She never heard Vinyl say something like that! "Seriously? I thought you didn't like mares, and that you were only attracted to your brother."

"Seriously. I did love my brother, but screwing with him became boring after a while. That's why I switched to mares. Fat ones are in my interest right now. So squishy and soft."

"Ummm...thanks?" Pinkie said. It was a lot of news to swallow, but she's heard worse.

"It was a compliment because I found out that you are the most beautiful mare I have met all tour, and I hope we can become something more." Instead of on the cheek, Vinyl brought Pinkie into a full kiss on the lips, but the pink mare welcomed it. Her face was a rich red from an experience that she never really felt before. Sure, Pinkie was with guys too, but this was the first time she got a true kiss from someone who loved her instead of lying for sex. In fact, she was getting a familiar warm feeling in her inner thighs.

"If you really love me, then let's fool around a bit," Blushed Pinkie. "I want you to be mine."

Vinyl nodded, her face stretched into the biggest grin manageable. Her purple glasses prevented anyone from her her eyes' facial expressions, but Pinkie could see them gleaming in the kitchen light. The duo walked upstairs, blue and magenta tails entwined around each other.

When they reached the room, Pinkie closed the door. The movement of the door blew out half of the candles lit up in different places of the room, giving it a more romantic look. If there was a box of chocolates and a bouquet, it would have been a more intimate play. The DJ stand was already set up, but Scratch started to play some techno. It wasn't a true DJ style techno because of no record scratches because Scratch was about to have sex, but it was upbeat spunky music.

Vinyl grabbed a pink cupcake as Pinkie walked to a closet and started to fish around in it. "What do you have in mind for tonight? Pet play? Just kissing? Rolling on top of each other and fucking on the table?"

"Something better!" Pinkie exclaimed. She pulled out a bright white straitjacket, complete with the straps and sleeves. Wow...Pinkie is really kinky. I guess it is bondage for tonight! Scratch's own marehood started to become wet as Pinkie tied the straitjacket on her, preventing any arm movement, and barely any leg movement.

"Woah, where did you get this?" Asked Vinyl. Those straitjackets were hard to come by, and still, they were only found in one special place.

"I stole them from the Ponyville mental asylum when I stayed there for two years!" She happily sang, barely skipping a beat as she put on some blue stockings with pink lace. Scratch hoped she was joking.

"Damn Pinkie, you are the kinkiest filly I have ever met. You put my brother to shame!"

"You have no idea Vinyl. That's my special style!" The straitjacket and the socks weren't the only kinky things inside Pinkie Pie's closet. The unicorn grabbed another cupcake with her magic until a couple of sex toys slamming onto the table started her. She looked them, trying to find out what all the special services they did. The only two she recognized was just a spiky dildo and a manticore, a butt plug riddled with knobs.

Pinkie picked up two: The manticore one and one that looked as bristly as a porcupine. She tied on the porcupine looking one and held the butt plug in her hoof. Vinyl thought it was the humidity at first, but she noticed that Pinkie's hair was deflating. Was that bad?

Scratch quivered in excitement as Pinkie presented herself to the unicorn, strap on and all. "What do you think of my kinky toys? Aren't they the grandest?"

Just as Vinyl was about to say yes, there was a knock on the door downstairs and a high pitched voice that sounded like, "Pinkie, I'm home!"

Still at the blink of an eye, Pinkie rushed downstairs, flew open the door. "Come in!" While the mysterious voice was downstairs, Vinyl fiddled with her straitjacket. It was wrapped tightly around her, so only a pony with some scissors behind her could cut it open. Her marehood by now was starting to itch without any pleasure, and she couldn't scratch to take care of it. The only thing she could do now was to wiggle her thighs and hope the conversation below was wrapped up soon.

Scootaloo and Pinkie finally walked up the stairs after such a long wait. This new character added into the scene wasn't a good combination. Scratch was jealous that Pinkie had someone new to play with, Pinkie was annoyed that Scootaloo came so late, and Scootaloo was upset that Pinkie started without her. "Now I don't get to play!" Complained the orange pegasus.

If Vinyl could facehoof she would. "Go away Scootaloo! This is our private time!"

Pinkie ignored the commotion and tried to create peace at the same time. "How about we both work together? The strapon you need is under my bed. I already have mine." Scootaloo was okay with this, but Scratch was still jealous. The filly pulled out a weird looking contraption. It looked in every single way a stallion's erect cock, aside that there was no body attached. It even had the balls anatomically correct! It was just a rustier orange than Scoolatoo's bright orange coat.

“Wow! I've never seen anything like it! What does this toy do Pinkie?” Scootaloo asked Pinkie. The filly rubbed up and down it's base, but nothing happened. No twitches or movements from something so look alike.

Pinkie replied, “This is basically a special dildo enchanted with a futa spell. You still have your cunt, but this cock is also attached to you. You are also pleasured by fucking or being blowed. When you cum while wearing this toy, your cum shoots into the pony you are fucking, and because of the futa spell, it is semen. It's a pretty handy trick for lesbian couples if they want to have kids!”

"Oohhhhh...can we have kids?" The orange filly jumped up and down, eager to put on the fake cock. Did Scootaloo mean to have kids with Scratch, or kids with Pinkie Pie to prove her loyalty?

"Maybe...or maybe I can have kids with Vinyl." Pinkie smirked. Vinyl gulped as a bead of sweat came down her forehead.

"No thanks, I'm a free spirited pony. I can't be bogged down with kids and all the responsibilities that come with it. You know what I mean?"

Pinkie put on that smirk again, but it seemed even more downright evil. "You are all tied up, Scootaloo is about to have a cock, and we are all horny. I say you are going to be raped whether you like it or not."

Vinyl tried to struggle out of her straitjacket, but only succeeded in flopping to the floor like a fish. "I don't want to participate in this orgy! I'm not ready!

"Well we are! Let's get this show on the road!" The two insane ponies replied in union. The pegasus tied the cock onto her as Scratch whimpered in fear. The straps on the fake member seemed to melt into the orange flesh, as if Scootaloo had a penis her entire life.

Pinkie began to instruct orders to herself and the child. “Scoots, you will fuck her mouth, I will fuck her tight ass, and I will put the manticore in her virgin cunt. *sigh* If I had a camera with me, I would love to take some pictures.”

The purple toy loomed closer to her winking pussy.“Oh no, not that toy!” Scratch cried.

Pinkie replied to Scratch's comment as she slid it the unicorn's unwilling vigina. “The manticore: The best and the most painful sex toy ever.”

Vinyl screamed in pain as the manticore dug into her cunt. The bumpy uncomfortable sides scraped against her insides as it slid back and forth, drawing a lot of blood. It was close to tearing her hymen, but her insides were already torn up and heavily bleeding. "Nnnnnn.." Scratch grunted as Pinkie didn't care. Why was she not caring about how her new marefriend was dying internally? To make matters worse, Pinkie plowed into her asshole with the even sharper porcupine dildo. It scraped her thin insides with ease, and made all the blood gushing out a natural lubricant.

Pinkie laughed and laughed at the pain she was giving Vinyl. Just as the unicorn was about to scream again, Scootaloo shoved her cock into Scratch's mouth. A pleasure that Scootaloo never felt before began to intensify as she rocked back and forth. She didn't give time for Vinyl to breathe or to suck the cock, only deep throating her even more. Vinyl's face was turning blue, and Scootaloo was about to reach her quick climax. A race to see who what would happen first. Would Vinyl suffocate, or would Scootaloo pull out?

Neither. Vinyl reached her climax first. Her whole body shook, squirting cum at the manticore inside her. The sweet cum felt nice to release at first, but it began to burn up her bleeding insides with the butt plug blocking out passage. Shocked, Scootaloo pulled out, and accidently released all over Pinkie Pie. She licked it all up, and began to suckle Scootaloo. Just as Scootaloo was about to reach her second climax, she ruined the mood. "Can we switch strapons Pinkie? Please?"

With a sigh, Pinkie ripped both toys out of Vinyl, who let out a pain shaken scream watching her cunt bleed, as if she had ten periods in a row. The earn pony still didn't give a buck at the unicorn's state. "Sure...if that what makes you happy, we can switch."

"Yay!" Scootaloo hoofed at where the straps should be, and pulled the cock off in a nice clean pop. Pinkie as well pulled off the slightly brown porcupine dildo, and quickly tossed one toy to each other. The strapon for Scootaloo was very big, but nothing made the pegasus laugh as hard as the size of Pinkie's member. Nopony could get off with that size because it was a mere four inches.

The two mares swapped places with Pinkie Pie with the cock and Scootaloo with the painful dildo. “Ready for round two?” The futa earth pony giggled at Vinyl.

The unicorn shook her head. "I don't understand why don't you love me? All this time we spent together, all this time that I spent wishing for you, and this is how you treat me? Let me go so I can think our n-now r-ruined rela-ations-ship..."

It was hard to keep a straight face for Pinkie Pie, she rolled on the floor laughing her head off. Scratch stared at the menace. "I've never loved anypony, so why should I love you? All I needed from you was to come up to my room!"

The blue maned unicorn gasped. It was a trap the whole time! How could she have fallen for that? Pain was all over her lower body, and it was tearing. When Pinkie Pie pulled out, the dildo scraped her belly and created a deep wound. "Just let me out! I don't want this anymore! How would you feel if you were in my place?"

Pinkie and Scootaloo laughed. "You shouldn’t have come here if you weren’t ready for a rough night. And I would never be in your place, my pet, because that would never happen to me!” Indeed. Pinkie Pie was an expert planner, and it would be impossible to break a plan.

"In a moment, you shall have your ass the same way as your vagina! Isn't that exciting Scootaloo?"

"Yes Pinkamena, she will." Who was Pinkamena? Was that Pinkie's nickname or something more? The filly began to mount Vinyl and shoved the porcupine dildo in the ass. Her rectum was ripped in more ways than Scratch could imagine, and it was surprised how she didn't die yet. Skin from inside clinged onto the dildo as Scootaloo pumped in and out. All the scraping and the blood loosened her ass so much that a bottle could have easily fit in there.

Vinyl tried to scream one more time but it was muffled from Pinkie's cock. The length was pathetic, but it made up in girth. Her whole mouth was forced to stretch to accommodate the throbbing member. That wasn't good enough for Pinkie. She pulled out from Scratch's mouth, ripped out the manticore, and pushed into her pussy. The sudden movement made Scratch let loose a long painful moan. Her legs feebly kicked but all the movement lower down held her.

It took a while, but Pinkie managed to rip her hymen. More virgin blood pooled out, but something new was happening. The cock inside Vinyl seemed like it was getting bigger by the second. Without a second though, Pinkie came. It wasn't a small small penis at all. The cock was just hidden by all the fat in Pinkie; it was much, much bigger. Pinkie shuddered as gallons and gallons of cum pooled into Vinyl and and soaked her back legs. There was so much that Scratch's belly stretched as it was being filled.

No doubt about it, it would probably be enough to get Scratch pregnant. The semen burst through her cervix and began to crazily fill up Scratch's unwanting womb. After the last spurt of cum, Scootaloo and Pinkie pulled out. They were all dry, but Vinyl let out and ear piercing screech. "No more..." Scratch moaned.

"Not exactly." The toys were pulled out, but there was still more to cum come. Pinkie wobbled to her closet and brought out two new toys. It wasn't anything else to stick in holes, but just to wrap. By now, a more peppy some than the last started to play, mocking Vinyl with it's happiness. A ball gag and a roll of tape was placed by Vinyl's head.

"Pinkie...what are you going to do?" Scratch fearfully asked, her voice all strained.

A hoof smacked her purple glasses off, so she could clearly see Pinkie's blue eyes. "Did I say you could talk pet? No! Don't call me Pinkie either. It's Pinkamena, Goddess of Murder."

Vinyl just wanted to laugh at all that was happening. First she was tortured and now forced to call the pony in front of her a silly name? "Pinkamena, Goddess of Murder? That's a ridiculous name. One, who has a name liked that? And two, gods aren't real." The next smack to her face was harder from the last, causing Scratch's eyes to tear up from the sting.

"Don't question my name! It just is!" The ball gag was shoved forcefully into Vinyl's mouth and the tape was wrapped around her white horn. "The tape goes on your horn to decrease your magic ability, and the gag is used to silence your annoying voice." The world paused as Vinyl let out a muffled gasp. She was a unicorn with magic! How did she not think of using it? Oh, how she wanted to kill herself for being so stupid.

Scootaloo finished tying the straps as Vinyl moved her head, slicing the filly's hoof open. Even if she had no magic, she still had an extremely sharp weapon on her forehead. This new burst of energy knocked Scootaloo back into Pinkamena, where they clumsily knocked into the DJ stand and stopped the music. While they were temporarily knocked out, Vinyl wiggled with all her might to move. Her body fell down one step of the stairs as she heard Pinkamena get up and brushed herself off.

Two steps down, thirteen to go. Three steps down, twelve left to go. Four steps down, eleven left to go. Five steps down, ten left t-AHHHH! Her tumbling body was picked up by a livid Pinkamena. "You thought you could escape me, but you are so wrong," She snarled. Pinkamena grunted, dragging Scratch's quivering body up, making sure that Scratch hit her head on every step coming up.

"I have her!" Called the pink earth pony, as she came into the room where Scootaloo was putting bandages on her injured wings from the tumble. "What do you think we should do with her?"

Scootaloo's wings buzzed. "I know! I know! Let's carry her to the tub so we can kill her slowly and painfully!"

Pinkamena put a pink hoof on her chin. "I was thinking along the lines of locking her in the basement for the rest of her life and we could father her kids, but that could work too."

Blood on the slippery floor slowed down progress, but Pinkamena and Scootaloo had all night. The bathroom next door was surprisingly messy. The famous red liquid was splattered on the walls, and if Vinyl could tell, that was not Pinkamena's blood. A pair of leggings were placed onto Vinyl before being dumped into the porcelain tub. The leggings didn't tie her legs down, or didn't do anything else useful. What were they supposed to do, drown her? "My, you look so pretty today," Pinkamena commented; Vinyl let out a groan.

The pink hoof reached for the handle pointing to the leg arrow, and turned it all the way before the tub started. Searing hot water blasted at Vinyl, soaking her straitjacket and leggings, but ruining her fur. Blisters and bubbly marks appeared on her skin as the water level rose. They were burning her to death!

Her blisters were popping from the heat, one more painful than the last. The pus from the blisters added to the water below, before taking a deep red. Burning water was creeping into her now healing insides, opening the wound much more. Her head was feeling very light headed; she just wanted to take a nap. Suddenly, she shook her head. Vinyl would never give up like that! She was always brave! A blister in her forehead popped, squirting juice into her red eyes and blinded her. The world around her turned black as she panicked. Now how would she escape?

She wouldn't.

All her life was slipping away.

Her whole body was in too much pain, and being a rebel resulted in more. It was just best to give up. Vinyl stopped wiggling, and let the burning water consume her. Around twenty minutes, Pinkie checked Vinyl's pulse. Dead. Since when being dead would stop a party! "C'mon Scootaloo! We're not done!"

With one pull, the bloodied water drained out of the bathtub, leaving only a reddish ring. Once all the water was gone, it became flesh harvest time. Pinkamena dug into her bathroom cabinet and brought out cutting supplies for them to play with. A knife was brought up to Vinyl's boiled flesh and made one clean stroke. It broke through the flesh with ease and left a thin line that dripped blood. The knife dug into the victim again, this time reaching the bone. It cut around the bone, dropping flesh into plastic buckets. It came off so cleanly!

However, some pieces were stuck. They plucked it off of Scratch, but ate it instead off placing it into the bucket. It was really good for Scootaloo, represented by a belly rub to herself. "Mmmm...I like tasting unicorn mares. So tendery..."

As the pegasus enjoyed eating Scratch's organs, Pinkie Pie wrote a letter to her friends, Lyra and Bon-Bon. Chewing on a squishy eyeball which flavor exploded inside her mouth, she put it in her mailbox. It was an invite for the lesbian couple to come visit Pinkie's house, and there would be cupcakes!

She came back inside where Scootaloo finished snacking and organized the flesh according to appeasing level. "Good job. Let's bake some cinnamon buns for our invited friends!"

They rushed downstairs and began to mix ingredients, but they didn't forget to add Vinyl's flesh. After all, that's what made her cupcakes so special. By the time they were done, Pinkie Pie was hopping with impatience. It could be any time that their friends appeared, and the bathroom wasn't cleaned yet. Ding! The buns were ready! She rested them on the table, blowing off the smoke and adding one drop of a sleeping pill to drug. Everything was now set. "This will be so much fun, even more fun than playing with Vinyl," Pinkie Pie said to Scootaloo.

"I agree Pinkamena. I agree."

Author's Note

This was an idea that Firestorm162 pitched to me. In my mind it turned out great