A Painful Obsession

by MacabreBrony

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Lyra, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1904

A second person grim fanfiction

A Grim and dark fanfiction staring you! I realized that there weren't any second person torture fan fictions so I thought why not? Something unique. This is my first my little pony fan fiction ever so I would appreciate it if you can give me any feed back. I plan on writing more in a grim dark style but with less torture.

Published 2012-04-06 17:34:06 UTC
Last updated 2012-04-06 17:34:06 UTC

Chapter 1

A Painful Obsession

By MacabreBrony

You’re one and only warning:
The following story contains gruesome scenes containing blood and gore. If you are sensitive to such things, do yourself a favor and leave now.
It was a sunny day in Ponyville you thought as you walked down the road. It had been around six months since you fell from the sky thanks to a spell gone wrong cast by a certain purple unicorn. You are not a pony, you’re a human, who didn’t belong here but had gotten used to the idea of living with ponies. At first everyone…or everypony rather, was hesitant to your arrival but thankfully they’re a friendly bunch and you have settled right in. Everypony has accepted you as a resident of Equestria and they say hello every time you pass by. You enjoy living here, sure you miss your home from time to time but how could you not get a happy feeling from such a nice creatures.
One in particular has taken quite a liking to you, the light green unicorn Lyra. From the moment you arrived she seemed strangely curious about you. After all you were from another planet but for some reason you were just the neatest creature in her eyes. You would spend time with her, as you did several ponies, but she would always ask that you tell her about you and your home, how it differed and how humans lived. She had a knack for remembering the names for your human anatomy, such as your hands, fingers, toes. “That unicorn would be in heaven back on Earth, with Humans everywhere you look.” You said to yourself. She’s even told you that she wishes she was human sometimes. “Rather silly” You think.
Today you didn’t have anything planned. You made a living by doing various chores for everypony, baking sweets with Pinkie Pie, sewing dresses with Rarity. But today you had nothing planned so you decided you were going to take it easy and enjoy this beautiful day. But maybe not you think as a light green friend of yours comes along. “Hey there!” Lyra says as she intercepts your path. “Hello Lyra, enjoying the nice day I see.” You reply. “Yeah well I need something new to do, you see BonBon is out of town for the week and I…Say you want to come over to my place and have some lunch?” You think that as long as you don’t have to do any work that spending some time with Lyra should be alright, and you were hungry. “Sure.” You say. “Lead the way.” You say enthusiastically.
Upon arrival you begin to help Lyra make a salad. You were thankful that ponies ate more than just eat grass and hay, but fruits and vegetable as well. Lyra had always been good about remember this, as she reframed from adding grass and other components you couldn’t digest. “Thank you for inviting me over.” You say finishing up and dishing out salad for you and her. “My pleasure” she said smiling. “I always enjoy your company.” You both began to eat, Lyra didn’t say much while you both had your lunch. She was usually very talkative but today she was silent.
As you both finish up you take your bowl and hers you set them down in the sink, this is the last thing you notice before you feel a blunt object smash against the back of your head. You fall to the floor, you feel like you’ve been hit by a bus. Pain runs through the back of your skull as you clench it. You roll around to see Lyra levitating a pipe with her magic. The back of your head is screaming in pain but never the less you can’t help but fall unconscious.
You awake sometime later, your eyes adjust to your surroundings and you realize that not only have you been moved to what appears to be a dark basement, but you’ve been tied to a table lying naked on your back. Your head still throbbing with pain from being attacked by Lyra, you can feel it’s been bandaged with some form of tape. “Oh you’re awake.” Says a familiar voice. You see Lyra walking into sight. “While you were out I’ve just been appreciating your human form.” Still feeling woozy you speak up “Lyra…what’s going on?” “Well, you see, you’re going to help me become more human.”
You start to panic. “What are you talking about?” Lyra begins pacing. “I’ve always thought you were the coolest thing to fall from the sky, after a while I thought, I just wish I was human too. Then I got an idea! I’ll just make myself human! And I knew exactly how I was going to do it too.” She said grinning. “I had just decided to put everything in motion when I saw you today, I realized with BonBon away today would be perfect. Well I guess we should get started then.” Lyra then walked off to the side out of your field of vision. You hear the sound of something metal rustling against more metal as Lyra walks back levitating a knife.
Your heart beats a hundred miles per minute as she brings the knife down to touch below your wrist. “Lyra please!” You exclaim but to no avail. As the icy cold metal begins to cut through your skin you scream. You feel her place more pressure on the knife and your forearm burns with pain. Lyra starts to saw back and forth on your arm, as she does the pain gets more intense as she goes through deeper and deeper through layer after layer of flesh and muscle, progressing slowly further into your arm. “Oh so this is what a human looks like on the inside.” As she reaches the bone, she then starts to have some trouble cutting through bone. She decides to try and get around this by taking the knife and cutting circularly around your bone through the rest of your arm. You wail as the metal reaches all the way around, your hand is now connected to your forearm only by bone, blood pouring off the table and on the floor as the unicorn levitates what looks like a cleaver. Too scared to speak, you watch in horror as she slams it between your wrist and arm. Jolts of pain surging through your body as the bone begins to crack under the blade, whines of pain escaping your mouth as your try to go to a happy place. But you are quickly reminded that you’re still in hell as the cleaver is brought down a second time against your bone. Once more waves of unimaginable pain, and it took a third swing to final detach your hand.
Lyra levitated your disembodied hand and exclaimed “Your hands were always my favorite, now I’ll have a set of my own.” Tears and mucus running down your face you try to muster some strength to beg for your release, but you can’t find the strength to talk. Lyra proceeds to take up the knife from before and directly stabs into your arm directly hitting the bone. She then goes back to cutting in a circle pattern around your arm. The pain of your other arm does not distract you from losing this limb, as fire courses through your nerves. She then grabs the cleaver again and comes down on your arm in a quick motion. You had no idea something could hurt this bad. “I just want this to be over.” You think. Putting down the cleaver she grasps your hand with magic and begins to twists it. You feel the bones splintering and cracking as she turns your hand in a way it wasn’t meant to turn. Reaching the boundaries of the bones resilience your arm makes a loud snap noise. You whimper in pain, too worn out to even scream, but your lack of energy doesn’t stop you from screaming this time when Lyra makes a full rotation with your hand and the bone breaks off loudly. A sharp lightning bolt of pain is felt as you cry out from the agony. “Well that finishes up with the hands now to get the rest of my new suit.”
Your arms have been reduced to jagged stumps with blood draining continually, pain was redefined for you tonight. “It really has been fun getting to know you over the last few months, but I just can’t resist getting the chance to be more human. I hope you understand.” Revealing another knife Lyra begins judging what where to cut next. Starting around your ankle she plunges the icy blade into you once more taking the knife full circle. She then makes another cut drawing a circle around the base of your toes, she connects the two by cutting into the side of your foot, then doing the same on the other side of your foot. You don’t scream this time, either you’re too woozy from blood lose or in shock from the amputation. But as Lyra slides the knife under your skin at the base of your ankle and begins to flay your foot the pain was enough to wake you out of this as you bellow in pain. Back and forth as the blade sawed up underneath your skin, finally reaching your toes as Lyra pulls off what used to be your skin. She then matches this by cutting off the skin from the bottom of your foot. Another time your body is met with the burning sensation as an icy blade covered in your own blood separates your skin. This time you pass out from all the blood loss.
You awake a short time later screaming once more. “Awake again I see, I really wish you could stay up. I am going to miss you once you’re gone.” You look in horror to find that Lyra has removed all the skin from both of your legs and she has already made several cuts on the front and side of your torso. As she pries the overused blade under your skin again the pain is twice that what it was when it was just your foot. No words escape your mouth, just a gurgle as Lyra slides the blade back and forth against your inner layers of skin. Even as she finishes the pain remains burning on your chest as she removes a big piece of skin. As you see your torso flesh float away you pass out once again unable to stand the sight.
Again you awake, this time laying on your front. You don’t have the courage to turn your head to see what has become of you but you can feel that you no longer have any skin from the neck down. Lying on a table covered with your own blood you see the light green unicorn holding layer upon layer of what used to be your skin. “Thank you very much, now I can be human too. I am going to miss seeing you around town but I will always have something to remember you by whenever I look into the mirror and see myself wearing you. Bye bye.” That was the last thing she said as she carried your flesh up and you pass out, one last time.

The End.