Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

"You've done well," said Celestia as she petted Twilight's mane, "It's time for the last go, hm? Time to butcher the last of your best friends."

"I feel so hot right now," said Twilight, "Hot and hard and wet and... I can't contain it... I want... I want to drag Pinkie out into the street and kill her in front of everypony! I want everyone to see me do it!"

Celestia grinned, "Now that sounds like a plan. Drag her outside and do what you will."

Twilight shoved Maud's corpse from atop Pinkie. Releasing Pinkie from her leg restraints, she picked up the pink pony with her magic, holding it above the tub and shaking some of the excess gore free. She then allowed Pinkie to crumple onto the floor while she fetched a leash and collar from her box. Fastening the collar around Pinkie's neck, she dragged her towards the main shop area by her head, leaving a trail of blood behind. She made her way to the front door and unlocked it, but then realized that Celestia wasn't following her. She turned back and looked for her, but Celestia was suddenly nowhere to be seen.

"I'm here," said the invisible Celestia, "I'll be walking behind you, but this is all you. Everyone will see you specifically murdering Pinkie, not me making you do it. Don't worry, I'll be here to augment your magic if you need to fight anypony off. And if you're asked, you can still tell them it was my orders, which you are of course glad to follow."

"I... just me?" Twilight was unsure for just a moment, but then nodded her head firmly, "I'll make you proud."

Pinkie attempted to stand, staggering behind Twilight as she exited into the street. Twilight tugged the pink pony behind her as she walked out into the open, then headed for the town square. It wasn't too far away, though it must have seemed like forever to Pinkie as she tried to walk it with parts of her insides still drooling down thighs. The pink pony was completely broken, not even bothering to resist, broken after her sister disowned her.

Twilight definitely gained notice. The alicorn was splattered with gore herself, and Pinkie was covered from head to hoof in it to the point that ponies had trouble recognizing her. Many stopped and stared, unable to comprehend why a pony was being led towards the town square in such a condition.

"Um, do you need help getting her to the hospital?" asked one pony as she passed by.

"No," answered Twilight simply, "Pinkie is a traitor. I'm taking her to the town square to execute her."

"I... okay?" the pony went wide eyed, but didn't try to stop her.

Almost there, Pinkie collapsed once again, and Twilight simply dragged her the rest of the way, leaving a red streak across the pavement stones as she moved across the square. Twilight went directly to the flag pole, allowing Pinkie to fall to the ground while she inspected it.

"Mmmm, this might do..." said Twilight, flapping her wings and hovering upwards.

Twilight removed the Equestrian flag from the top of the pole, folding it neatly and keeping it floating beside her. She then concentrated hard, her magic molding the top of the flag pole, causing the ball point at the top to melt slightly, reshaping it into a point. She did several passes over the top of the flag, until she felt it was adequately sharp for her purposes, and then looked back down at Pinkie.

Several ponies had walked up to her and was checking to see if she was okay. Twilight frowned as Pinkie reached for one, and let herself drop back down to the ground to confront them. Landing with a loud thump and drawing their attention, she glared daggers at the ponies, her wings half extended in a threatening pose. They all instinctively took a step back.

"Twilight we-"

"You will leave her be," Twilight cut them off, "And if you value your lives or the lives of your families, you will step back and not interfere. I swear I will turn you inside out if you try and stop me."

"But what are you-"

"I'm executing this traitor," said Twilight, "I'm doing it here so the rest of you will know not to FUCK with Celestia. If any of you interfere, I have full authority to rape you into the dirt and gut you. Any other questions?"

The ponies shook their heads and slowly backed away. Several ponies scampered away, though several more stayed to see what would happen. Twilight made sure they were all keeping their distance, then grabbed hold of Pinkie Pie with her magic, Pinkie's entire body glowing as Twilight picked her up off the ground, shivering with bottled up excitement as she did so. She couldn't believe she was really going to do this. She had come so far, and she was starting to think the pleasure she had been taught was worth the torment that got her here.

Flapping her wings again, Twilight lifted Pinkie along with her this time as she rose above the square. The pony wriggled slightly as she was lifted up, groaning and choking on another sob as she started crying again.

"Please don't kill me Twilight," Pinkie sobbed one last time.

"Oh I'm far too hard and wet to stop now," said Twilight, "I can't wait to cum in you as you die, this is even better than when we killed Applejack."

"Make it fast at least?" Pinkie asked.

"Not gonna happen," grinned Twilight, "Well Ideally, I'm PRETTY sure I can do this without killing you, since you're a lot bigger than a foal."

At the top of the pole, Twilight magically held Pinkie by her head above the flag pole. Carefully lowering her down, she stopped as Pinkie's bleeding plot was hovering just over the tip, her hind legs hanging weakly on either side. Carefully lining her up, she lowered Pinkie down further, pushing the sharpened tip of the pole up into Pinkie's torn asshole. Blood began to drool down the pole as Twilight allowed it to slip further inside of her.

"That's it," said Twilight, "I'm gonna fuck you deeper than you've ever been fucked."

The pole pushed up into Pinkie's gut, easily poking through her perforated intestines and sliding upward. About a foot deep, Twilight paused again, carefully feeling about inside Pinkie with her magic. She had to be careful not to puncture anything vital too soon, lest Pinkie die before she was fully impaled.

Carefully feeling about, Twilight located Pinkie's stomach. Grasping the organ with her magic and holding it tightly, she tried to line up the sharpened pole with the underside. Pressing it inward, she again carefully lined up the staff as it poked through the stomach and pushed up into her esophagus. Pinkie gagged hard, a surge of half digested funk pushing up from her stomach, and vomited. Twilight barely dodged the vomit as it splattered down onto the ground, the breeze blowing it about so that it landed on several of the bystanders.

Twilight grinned at that, then allowed the pole to sink that much deeper. As it slid up through the rest of her body, Twilight carefully pulled Pinkie's face upwards so that her muzzle pointed skyward. Carefully adjusting the position every few inches, the bladed tip of the flag pole finally exited Pinkie's muzzle. Twilight paused to make sure Pinkie could still breath, pulling the flesh of her neck outward to expand it slightly so she could still pull air into her lungs.

Quite pleased with herself, Twilight loosened her magical grasp on Pinkie's body and allowed her to slowly slide down the pole inch by inch. Carefully controlling her speed so that she wasn't ripped apart too early from friction, Twilight took the moments to enjoy how Pinkie's body still squirmed and shivered while she was impaled. Leaving a streak of blood that tinted the flag pole red, Twilight slowly let her slide down to the bottom.

Twilight released Pinkie when she was a few feet off the ground, allowing her to slide the rest of the way on her own, then taking a moment to unfold the flag once again, flying up to the top. She reshaped the pole into its appropriate shape, and reattached the Equestrian flag. She left it flapping in the breeze as she fluttered back down to Pinkie.

Twilight pulled Pinkie back up slightly, bringing her face even with her own, and grinned as she looked into her eyes, "Now I'm going to fuck you right in front of every pony, or at least ram my cock in the hole where your cunt used to be. I want to enjoy one last orgasm inside you before I let you go."

Pinkie could only groan as Twilight pushed her hind legs further apart. Propping herself up on the flag pole, she pushed the front of her body against the front of Pinkie's, Her cock, which seemed to have regressed to a more natural state, was pushed once against to Pinkie's gaping cunt. Allowing her to slide down a few inches to impale herself, Twilight moaned and arched her back. She wrapped her forelegs about the pole to hug her dying friend, licked the side of her face lustfully, then began slowly thrusting into her.

The slut was so loose by this point that Twilight had to squeeze her body within her magical grasp, pushing her guts closer together so that Twilight could thrust up between them. She penetrated Pinkie's womb once again, which she also squeezed tightly in her magic to scrunch the fleshy ball up around her cock. Her thrusting sped up gradually as she got the hang of the awkward position, staring wickedly into Pinkie's eyes, enjoying the pain and horror she found there.

Twilight glanced around, noticing that a number of ponies were now watching her, expressions ranging from surprise to interest to horror to arousal etched on their faces. Twilight suddenly realized that she wasn't feeling any shame at all as she normally would, not a hint of a blush as she impaled herself into the impaled pony. She was finally as far gone as she had feared she would become, but now she no longer feared it.

"Oh yes," Twilight moaned, "Oh Celestia this is so wonderful, I can't believe how good it feels to be completely open, to feel their eyes on you as you ram your fat cock into your prey."

The thrill was too much to continue. Twilight felt her cock surge once again, and began to thrust as quickly as possible. She exploded into the torn body of her victim, cum swelling up Pinkie's belly and pouring out around Twilight's shaft as she exploded. She continued to pack her spunk as a puddle of blood and cum formed between her hind legs. Only after several more minutes did she finally yank her cock out of Pinkie.

"That's it," Twilight panted, "I suppose there's no reason not to let you live as long as you can here, so I'll come back for your corpse later. Don't think I'm done fucking you."

"I'll retrieve the Cakes and Maud for the corpse pile once I'm done here," Celestia said to her telepathically, "You return to your room, you're done for the day. I'm going to stay here and wait for Pinkie to die so I can watch people's reaction to finding her like this, and to eat her soul of course."

Twilight nodded in response, then turned about to take one last long look at the ponies watching, "Don't let me learn that anyone attempted to ease her passing, though feel free to fuck her if you can find enough of a hole to fuck."

And with that, Twilight teleported back to her room, waiting patiently there for Celestia to bring in the new corpses for the pile. She couldn’t wait to line up all her dead friends and fuck their cold corpses one at a time.