Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

Sunset walked quietly, not folding her arms since Celestia occasionally used that as an excuse to gut her. She was always put back together, unfortunately, but it hurt like Hell every time. Sunset couldn’t even kill herself. She tried to hang herself, but apparently Celestia had her very soul ‘bugged’ somehow. She showed up as soon as Sunset kicked out the chair, fucked her as she choked, then repaired her body and told her not to do that again.

She was naked, but she was Equestrian so being nude in public was nothing to her. The eternally hard cock flopping about in front of her as she walked was pretty weird though. It seemed to be nothing for Maud too, who walked beside her, staring ahead, her own only piece of clothing a rock pouch that held a ‘pet rock’ she had named Boulder. Somehow her cock didn’t bounce quite as much, though, as if even it was neutral about the situation.

Sunset often wondered why Maud followed Celestia around and did what she told her too, despite knowing what she did with Maud’s family. Maud had tried to kill her at first, a dozen times or so, though in that she was no different than Sunset. If it was anything like Sunset’s case, she was just following her hoping that she let her guard down at some point. Sunset wasn’t as good at following Celestia’s orders though, whereas Maud was frighteningly efficient at them.

Sunset had been a real disappointment for Celestia; she had been with her for so many months, yet still she wasn’t on her way to being a broken psychotic mess as Twilight Sparkle had become. Celestia went on and on about how easy it was to make ponies turn crazy, but here it didn’t work, anymore at least. The last time it had worked was when the other Celestia picked up her evil minions from Crystal Prep Academy, the day she killed Twilight. Sunset suspected that was why, Twilight had some innate magic, this worlds magic, and when she died, the connection just wasn’t there anymore.

And Celestia’s power was draining. She had to devour quite a lot of souls, and she didn’t even like to eat them anymore. She always said uncorrupted souls tasted ‘bland’. Maybe if her power drained gradually faster, she’d eventually not be able to keep up, but all those people that would die from her trying to...

It was for this reason that Sunset was sincerely helping Celestia’s pet project: the door back to Equestria. Though she was helping her with intentional slowness, pretending not to have ideas until a week or two after she had them. Sunset's plan was to take long enough that Equestria would almost certainly have a contingency plan to kill Celestia the moment she stepped through the gate. But she had to be exact. She had to give them enough time to make the plan, but not so much time that they became complacent and stopped watching for her. It was a very non-exact science, compounded by the fact that she could only guess how long the remaining steps would take.

Also, Sunset didn’t know everything about the machine. Celestia never actually let her touch it, she only gave her information and had her come up with theories and solutions, which were checked and double-checked before being implemented. She was at least that smart with her wickedness, even if not nearly as sharp with the science anymore. In fact, Sunset had noticed Celestia gradually slipping further. If they did make it to Equestria, Celestia wasn't going to be even fit to rule as a tyrant anymore.

But now where they approached was none other than the Olympic Stadium. Celestia intended to highjack the event and make it about her, specifically she and Twilight were going to have their babies and then rape them as the captive audience watched, no doubt using a force field to keep the audience from leaving on pain of death.

Their pregnancies were interesting though. The portal didn’t recognize their fetuses as separate individuals, and thereby treated them the same way as it did food inside someone’s stomach. The womb was shifted around them, but they were not changed into humans. They would be born ponies. The first ponies born and the first ponies raped in this world, as Celestia said.

It did cross Sunset’s mind to kill them as an act of revenge, but she didn’t seriously consider the option; they couldn’t help their mothers being psychos, and their fathers being corpses, from what Celestia had said. She assumed Maud wouldn’t hurt them either, but who could predict what she would do?

Though Sunset had a sick feeling that Celestia was going to order her to kill them anyway. She hated it when Celestia made her kill infants.

Celestia and Twilight looked a bit silly, full pregnant and wobbling about. On top of that, they had given the stadium no more than half an hour in warning time. They had to cancel the existing events and set up a stage center field before Celestia arrived there, or she’d told them she would leave a crater where the stadium had been. At this point, Celestia had been in this world long enough for them to have given up on stopping her with military might or anything else, so her word was law.

As they walked through the building on their way to the field, everyone avoided them on sight. Anyone that happened to walk into the hall they were in, or who was a receptionist at a desk, or anything, would immediately run or hide as soon as they realized Celestia was there.

“Oh it doesn’t look like they’re quite done,” Celestia said as she came to the edge of the field.

“They just need a few more minutes, please... show mercy,” the apparent director of the sudden project forced herself to walk over to Celestia and bow. She was a terrified looking young lady with light grey skin and blue streaked hair.

“Mercy?” laughed Celestia, “Do you even know who you’re talking to? What’s your name dear?”

“Um, Coco Pommel, miss,” the girl’s shaking was only becoming more violent.

“There, now we can call you by your name when we kill you,” Celestia said before she looked at center field and back again, smiling, “Well I’m not at center field yet, but if I get there too quickly, this stadium will be destroyed. If only there was someone to delay me with some amusement, something to make me take just a few more minutes to get there. What do you think Coco? Would you like to be my distraction to save all their worthless lives?”

Coco sniffled, tears rolling down her face now, knowing just what that meant, “I... will... be your distraction.”

Sunset was glad Celestia seemed to be avoiding destroying the whole stadium at least, but she hoped she wasn’t chosen to make the kill.

“Sunset?” Celestia asked.

Damn it.

Sunset stomped a foot in frustration, and clenched her teeth as she walked up to Coco. She saw the abject terror in the face of her victim, such horror at the fate she knew was coming, that she was going to die within minutes and there was no way to stop it. She was frozen in fear, her whole body shaking like a leaf.

Sunset hated herself, like she always did, but it was either snuffing this one or Celestia would take out the stadium when they’re done. Sunset knew she’d do it.

“I’m sorry,” Sunset whispered, as Coco’s face silently begged her for mercy.

She didn’t want to see that face, so she grabbed Coco’s head and slammed it hard against a nearby pole. Coco shrieked, starting to try to push Sunset away, then visibly making herself put her arms back down, trying hard to not resist.

“So then, Coco, have you ever fucked in public?” asked Sunset, “It’s quite thrilling; let’s make sure it’s an experience you don’t miss out on before you die.” Sunset hated saying things like this, but she’d earn herself a gutting if she didn’t, and then someone else would do it anyway. Sunset had a whole book full of things to say when killing or raping someone, quite literally. Celestia made her keep an ongoing list. It had been Twilight's suggestion; she loved lists.

More tears rolled down Coco’s face, waving her head ‘no’ as her crying broke down to outright sobbing, wailing like a baby in fear of what was coming. Sunset flipped Coco’s skirt up to reveal her hot little behind, then yanked her panties down to her ankles to reveal the goods.

“Your skirt is perfect for it you know,” said Sunset, “Just sit in some hot guy’s lap with his throbbing shaft right up your cunny, or your ass if you’re into that. Unfortunately, we don't have time for me to let the audience pass you around.”

She leaned forward, licking tears from Coco’s face as she let her cock tip throb and nudge at her entry, finding a hymen stretching against her as she slowly pushed in.

“Oh you’re a virgin,” Sunset said, “Well now you won’t die a virgin; I’m doing you all sorts of favors today.”

She rammed her hips as hard as she could, ripping the innocence away and invading Coco’s most sacred area. Her cock throbbed at the feeling of soft, hot flesh around it, and Sunset couldn’t say that it didn’t feel good, because it felt amazing as always. She grunted as she slammed into Coco’s cervix, then drew back to hammer against it until it to gave way, invading her womb as well. Even if she disliked rape, Sunset did love the way a non-consenting pussy twitched and clenched as if trying to push her out.

It made Sunset understand why psychos like Celestia enjoyed this, though, so hot and intense around her throbbing cock. Her own understanding made Sunset sick at herself, but there it was; she couldn't keep her cock from liking it.

Sunset twisted one of Coco’s arms back as she pounded her pussy, breaking it with a rather loud snap, and bending the break further as Coco screamed her lungs out, until her arm was practically hanging off shards of bone and flesh.

“Yeah make that stupid cunt suffer like she deserves,” Twilight moaned from the side as she watched. Twilight and Celestia were managing to finger themselves as they watched, though their pregnant bellies made it look silly. Maud just stood there and calmly watched with her arms folded; for some reason Celestia was okay with her doing that.

“Does it hurt?” asked Sunset to Coco, having to shout over the screaming, “Tell me how much it hurts before I make it worse!”

“It hurts bad! Please stop please!” Coco sobbed.

“Oh you people are always misunderstanding things,” Sunset laughed, if forced. She twisted Coco’s other arm back, twisting it the same way, making it worse after she told her, just like she said she would. Celestia’s special brand of honesty was rubbing off on her.

The other arm cracked at the shoulder, then she bent and twisted again to snap at the elbow. Sunset was very good at breaking bones, though it helped that Celestia lent her some strength. She made sure to twist each one about for maximum pain, but not pulling them all the way off lest the pain be lessened, another balance she had become quite good at.

Sunset let Coco’s arms drop limply, pressing her sobbing face against the pole as she held her behind and continued to pound. She shook violently, and though it always made her hate herself, she didn’t have to pretend she was enjoying this part of it. She moaned as she unleashed her seed into Coco’s shaking body, pounding hard to pack it in, Coco’s weeping face smacking the poll with each thrust.

Sunset looked up at the field and groaned. The idiots had tipped something over and were hurriedly fixing it. It looked like poor Coco had some more distracting to do before she could finish her.

“Well I’m no monster, so I’ll go ahead and take your anal virginity too before you bite it,” Sunset said. “Like I said, doing all sorts of favors, and you did ask for mercy after all.”

Sunset shivered as she pulled her cock back, groaning at the feeling of the cunt lips slurping over it one more time, then forced it against Coco’s asshole as well. Coco screamed freshly as her tail was invaded, clenching down even more tightly, her whole body spasming and her eyes widening as if she hadn't even known it was possible to get a dick all the way into an asshole.

Sunset glanced to see how much attention Celestia was paying. A lot, it seemed, so she wouldn't be able to comfort her poor victim even slightly; she had to keep it looking good.

As she pounded that hot ass, she leaned forward again. As Coco’s screams died down enough, she asked her victim, “Are you afraid of death, Coco?”

Coco nodded her head, “Please don’t... I... I can be more distracting alive!”

“Oh you underestimate how hot is it to fuck a nice cold corpse, I'm already anticipating fucking yours tonight while I savor that last expression of horror on your worthless face,” Sunset forced another laugh. That was one of the things she didn’t like at all; it was absolutely horrifying to have her dick inside a cadaver. “Now answer my question, or else I will make it worse.”

Coco hesitated, making sure of how Sunset worded it this time, then nodded her head, “I am, I really am... please... I don’t wanna go away...”

Sunset arched her back, body shivering violently from the quivering asshole still wrapped around her throbbing cock. It was difficult to talk while pounding her, gripping her hips so tightly that her fingernails had dug bleeding holes in her hips.

Sunset glanced up at the field again, and it seemed they were very close to being done, but not quite. Humans were such miserable fuck-ups.

Sunset looked back to Coco, and slid a hand around her neck, pulling her up to stand gently. and licking her ear before saying “I’m going to snap your neck, Coco. Then I’m going to keep ramming your ass while you choke on your own blood. By the time I cream in your ass, this will be necrophilia rather than rape.”

“Please!!” Coco screeched as loud as she could, her arms flopping limply on either side, “Please I’ll do anything! Please don’t do that!”

“Are you ready, Coco?” said Sunset, “I’m going to count down from 10, then snap your neck and feel you DIE around my dick.”

“You know for as much as you claim to hate this,” commented Celestia, “You’re damn good at it. A fuck load more elegant than Twilight was with her first kills. It's almost like... you have it down to a science.” She turned to Twilight, "Better up your game, or I might just be fucking Sunset over the marriage alter when we get home."

Twilight stared, one of the rare moments when she had actual horror in her eyes, tearing up, "But I love you..."

Celestia smiled gently back to Twilight, "Well I don't love you anymore." Then stared at her for a long moment to savor the despair in Twilight's eyes, like her soul had been ripped out. "Maybe like. It could go back up there, but the like for my new student is getting in the way a bit." She put a finger on Twilight's nose, "You better not try to kill her when I'm not looking again, though, or I'll force you to sit in the most comfortable chair I can find and feed you delicious, nutritional food for a week while Sunset gets all the corpse meat."

Sunset ignored Celestia and Twilight's marriage difficulties, and the idea of being Celestia's next wife, and started to count, “10... 9...”

Coco bellowed out a pitiful scream, making every nerve in Sunset’s body rebel against what she was going to do. It took every fiber of her to make herself go through with it. If she didn't do it, it would still happen.

Coco struggled wildly, unable to keep her cool as Sunset counted down. She writhed as Sunset held her tightly, continuing to ram her asshole as she tried to pull away. She begged for help, tried to flail her useless arms. She even tried to kick her legs, but Sunset wasn’t going anywhere.

“Two.. .one... DIE!” Sunset finished, snapping Coco’s neck and cutting her off half-way through a shrieked, "Please!". Her screams were replaced with gurgling and gagging as her mouth filled up with blood, splattering out and drooling down her face as she tried desperately to breath. “There you go, now just to wait for you to fade into nothing so I can cream in your asshole and be done with it. I'm really REALLY good at timing these things.”

Sunset might have lost her boner if that were even possible with the magic dick, but as it was, she shook violently as she held back her imminent orgasm. She felt her hands beneath Coco’s shirt, playing with her breasts, but also feeling her heart beat.

Coco began to shake wildly one last time, spitting a last mouthful of blood out in a last ditch effort, before her heart fluttered to a stop and her eyes grew distant. Sunset took the signal, letting herself go and blasting a load of seed into the girl’s asshole, packing her against the pole for a good minute after she was a corpse.

“They’re done,” commented Sunset as she looked over to the stage, dropping Coco’s corpse there on the ground like a used masturbation rag.

Celestia picked it back up with her magic, dragging Coco by her head along with them as they walked to center field. No doubt it’d go in the now ridiculously large corpse pile. No doubt Celestia had snapped up her soul too, but the process amused Celestia so little now that it was hard to notice.

“Now don’t be nervous, boys,” Celestia said to one cameraman, “I won’t kill you if you don’t fuck up. I have a natural love for camera crews I think, the non-romantic kind, so don't get your hopes up. But I do like you, and In fact, if you want it I’ll give you this dumb bitch's corpse for you to take home and fuck.”

The man stared.

“It’s okay to VERY politely decline the corpse,” Sunset told him. She was good at reading Celestia's intent now, so found herself often clarifying it to people.

“You um... honor me, but I um... cannot accept such a gift, I am not worthy,” the man said, then backed away a few more feet.

Celestia whistled quite happily as she finally pulled herself up onto one of the hospital beds they had placed on the stage. She reclined it up a bit, and slid her rump to end, spreading out her legs as far as she could. Twilight followed her example, giggling all the way, enjoying herself a bit too much even for her, as if trying desperately to show what a horrible person she was to Celestia.

The stadium wasn’t entirely to Celestia’s liking, but it couldn’t be helped. She used her magic to project large screens, facing 8 directions, so that everyone in the stands would have a good view whether they had wanted to or not. They had even managed to get a large percentage of the people to stay in their seats, though they probably tried to get out first. Who knows how many died running into the very lethal force field Celestia had erected around the stadium.

“We’ll be quick about the birth to get to the good stuff, “ Celestia laughed as the cameras zoomed in to their loaded cunts, “Maud catch mine, Sunset catch Twilight's.”

Maud moved in line with the entrance to Celestia’s foal factory, holding up her hands and calmly waiting. Sunset was a bit more reluctant, realizing exactly how very gross this was going to be. She half shut her eyes, ready to close them to minimize womb juice in her eyes, and also kept her mouth clenched shut. Unfortunately, Celestia noticed that.

“Open your mouths,” Celestia said. Maud did so without question, Sunset with a bit of a groan, but all the same kept it open wide.

Celestia’s magic bathed the two pregnant psychos, and their baby bumps seemed to shove downward rather violently. Both moaned out as pain wrecked their body, each contraction worse than the last. Unfortunately for them, they wouldn’t have long to enjoy such pleasures. The magic literally yanked open their pussies, stretching their labia until it looked like it might snap, and out came the infants like a literal cannon.

Sunset tried to catch her as gently as possible and to minimize the impact. The distance was just enough to snap their little cords and free them from their mommies, and the two new mothers even sprouted dicks as their foal holes closed again. Unfortunately, Sunset’s face was also covered in chunks of gooey afterbirth and various fluids, her whole front side drenched and dripping. It was gross, though Sunset was used to it enough not to vomit. She slurped a bit into her mouth instead like pasta, and swallowed it down, awful as it was.

Maud was stoic, but fast in catching hers’ at least. She barely even blinked, even to the point that there was fluid drooling over her open eyes. She realized that Celestia would want it as well, so held the foal in one arm as she scooped up some of the fleshy goo with the other to eat a big handful of it, chewing open-mouthed.

Sunset sputtered and looked at the little one she had as it started to wail. It was a pony all right, a unicorn, a white one with blue and purple streaks in his mane. Sunset smiled down at him, the first sincere smile she’d made in some time. She sighed though, because she couldn’t keep him safe. She walked over to Twilight, hands shaking as she handed her the foal, taking one last look into his adorable beady eyes.

“This one is female,” said Maud as she passed her’s to Celestia. Maud’s catch was a little thing with a dark purple coat and lighter blue streaking her mane, not unlike a young Luna. It seemed that one was getting aquainted fast, already going for Celestia’s breasts, though initially on the wrong end of her torso. Celestia let her suckle, for now.

“Just look at that little pussy,” Celestia purred as she raised her daughter’s tail up, sliding a finger against the newborn’s tiny slit as it received a close-up, “Can you imagine sticking your throbbing cock into a hole as deliciously underage as this 0-year-old cunt? Just look at the sweetie nurse my magnificent breasts, so innocent, no idea that she’s about to get some early sex ed.” She glanced at Twilight, who had followed suite and was nursing hers. “Should we name them Twilight?”

“Sure!” Twilight grinned, “Shining Sparkle after his brutally murdered father! Brutally murdered by me! Before he impregnated me!” Twilight raised Shining’s tail too, making sure the camera got a good look at his own imminent rape-hole. “Mine’s gonna be even tighter! All his little organs are gonna be in the way too, so we’ll have to use magic so that won’t be fatal... won’t stop the pain though!”

“It will increase it,” smirked Celestia, “Mine will be... Nightmare Moon! It’s not like my dead cunt of a sister is using the name anymore. And this one's life is going to be a nightmare from start to finish.”

As she wasn’t being ordered to do anything, Maud unzipped her rock pouch and took Boulder out of it. She held him up where he could watch one of the screens as well. Sunset didn’t want to watch, but not watching might make Celestia involve her more, so she sat next to Maud, crossing her legs and watching with pretend-interest.

“Let’s do them one at a time, so my lovely camera boys don’t miss any of it,” said Celestia, “Ladies first, so take a look at mine.”

Celestia pulled the squirmy cuteness away from her breast, the little one fussing just a bit before she put it against her newly sprouted member instead. Nightmare tried to suckle at her cock tip, being fairly quiet, not knowing that was about to make her very loud. Celestia purred as she picked up the little one in both hands, her cock pointed upward at the little slit. They were about to get hot pony rape on their national TV; Celestia was sure there were at least some humans fucked-up enough to enjoy it. Maybe all of those nuts she had released from prison.

Celestia pushed her tip against the newly-formed cunt, using her magic to slowly increase the foal’s fleshy elasticity. Not in a way that would prevent pain, and not in a way that would completely eliminate sexy bleeding, but enough to keep her alive. Having no idea what her little cunt was for, the infant just writhed against her.

Finally the soft flesh popped over her throbbing tip, and the tightness bathed her futa parts in bliss. Nightmare squealed as pain coursed through her young body, introduced to life through agony as her body was stretched out. She kicked her legs frantically, which just helped Celestia to pull her down further. Celestia took a moment to just enjoy the foal’s screams. Oh she had missed this.

She pulled the newborn up and down on her shaft, shivering in delight as the camera broadcast the delightful image of little Nightmare’s blood drooling down her mother’s shaft. She pushed deeper still, the infant’s body bloating up as it screamed and sobbed. She felt over Nightmare’s body to feel the shape of cock inside of her, then lustfully licked the tears from her face.

Nightmare’s entire world was torment now, unable to comprehend anything other than the instinct that this was her Mommy that was torturing her. Her squeals began to be cut short with each thrust as the shaft impacted her lungs from inside, each making a delightful gagging noise. Celestia pulled the little one close, trembling lustfully at every twitch and squirm of her daughter against her.

“Mmm, nothing like an underage hole, so warm and squishy around my throbbing cock,” Celestia drooled on Nightmare’s crying face, “But even more, there’s nothing like snuffing out a life that you yourself created... such a rare experience... what do you think? Should I do it? Should I ram my shaft all the way through and end this pure child’s short life for my own sadistic pleasure?”

“Fuck yes!” Twilight grinned, she herself already rubbing her own throbbing erection against her son. She coaxed him into nursing at the tip, then shivered as he wrapped all four hooves around her shaft as he did so, innocently pleasuring the cock that would soon end his life.

“Fuck you, you nagging cunt,” smirked Celestia at Twilight, “I want to hear what our faithful students feel. What do you say Maud? Sunset? Should I do it? Just look at this sacred life that I created, don’t you want to see it shaken by death throes?”

“No,” Maud answered, still holding Boulder up to see the screen. “Boulder says ‘yes’ though. He has freaky hobbies.”

“Let her...” Sunset started to say ‘live’, but sighed. That foal was in for a life of daily rape and who knows what else. Maybe it’d be more merciful, “Kill her.”

“That’s the spirit,” Celestia grinned, “Well since you were the tie breaker, you get to help, Sunset. I want your dirty lips wrapped around my tip when it pokes through.”

Damnit. Sunset immediately regretted her act of mercy. There was no saying ‘no’ now though. She got up from her place, moving back over towards Celestia. She blushed far more than she would normally, perhaps because she knew this was being televised, and anyone of her friends, the ones that were still alive, as well as the family of the girl Sunset had 'replaced' herself with, might see her do it. If not now, then on the news later.

Sunset forced herself to keep her eyes open as she slid up and looked down at the infant’s squealing face. She leaned down, running her tongue slowly up one side of her face to taste her pure little tears, then kissed her, muffling her screams just a bit, lapping her tongue within Nightmare’s squalling maw. Sunset grasped Celestia’s balls with one hand, massaging the bloody orbs, slipping the other hand between her own legs, pushing three fingers into her slit and masturbating herself, trying to get herself as sopping wet as she could lest Celestia decide she isn’t enjoying it enough.

“Mmm, the first pony to be born on national TV,” Celestia purred, “And the first foal or child to be raped there... and soon the first to die there too. That’s it Sunset, you murderous little cunt, be ready to swallow a lot because I’m gonna cum hard when this adorable little tyke dies.”

Celestia grasped the foal hard, digging her nails into her sides and yanking down hard. The little one’s screams were turning into gags again, but this time the girth of Celestia’s shaft could be seen moving further upwards, outright crushing the little one’s lunges and bulging out her neck grotesquely. Her belly finally smacked against the little one’s rump, fully inside as her cock exited Nightmare’s muzzle.

Sunset continued to kiss the little one, lapping at Celestia’s cock as it pushed up from the back of Nightmare’s throat. She suckled on the tip, pulling the infant against her as well as Nightmare convulsed violently. Celestia took long strokes, feeling the foal's spasms with each movement, and she herself finally blew her load right through the dying foal.

Sunset tried her best to guzzle it all, but that was all but impossible without having a vacuum cleaner for a mouth. She choked herself, gulping as fast as she could, large lumps of fuck goo bulging her own neck from the effort, but still managing to vomit up a good load on the dead newborn’s face. She just hoped Celestia would be in too good a mood to punish her for the small infraction. It did look kinky drooling down a dead foal's face, after all.

Celestia groaned, rolling her eyes back as they glowed. As the infant was conceived in Equestria by her and a corpse, the soul was far more corrupted, so this was the first properly corrupted soul Celestia had eaten in a while. She looked like she might never stop cumming from the sweet taste of corrupted purity. She squealed in absolute bliss as she pulled the little soul in, so tiny but so fucking delicious.

“Oh wow,” Celestia groaned, continuing to push up through the still-shivering foal corpse and into Sunset’s mouth, “You know I was going to let her live, but the thought of murdering my own child in front of thousands in an arena and potentially millions on television... not to mention finally getting to eat such a delicious soul... I couldn’t pass that up. It’s not like I can’t make a new one with Luna’s corpse when I get back.” Even if Luna was buried or cremated and placed in a jar, Celestia would be able to regenerate the corpse. It wasn’t like Luna’s corpse was going to be blasted into atoms while she was away, right?

Twilight giggled, “What would you have done had we killed the other Nightmare Moon the first time we saw her?”

“At the time?” Celestia chuckled, “I’d been sad but wouldn’t have punished you as it was boring self-defense. Now, I’d be angry for not letting me help, but probably let you live after doing some 'things' to you. Then I’d take the corpse home to bone in every way imaginable.” She then winked at Twilight, “Your turn... Maud, why don’t you help her out.”

Maud took a moment to answer, holding Boulder to her ear, and then responding calmly, “Boulder wants to fuck me while I help.”

“Oh Boulder I can never say no to you!” Celestia never questioned what Maud thought inanimate objects were saying. It was interesting to see someone go psychotic in a different way than her servants usually did.

Celestia pulled the foal corpse off her cock with a slurp, then glared at Sunset when she started to back away, “I didn’t say you could stop making out with it... actually no, stop making out with it. Eat it instead.”

“I... “ Sunset felt herself wretch a bit, but couldn’t say no or it’d only get worse, “I can’t wait.”

No matter how many times she was made to do it, she’d never be able to not get sick doing this. She’d be very lucky indeed if she didn’t vomit, and Celestia just loved seeing Sunset try not to vomit.

The cameras though were concentrating on Twilight now, who purred as she saw that she was now the focus, and tugged her own infant away from his nursing to place his ridiculously tight bottom against her tip.

“Are you ready to die, little Shining?” Twilight purred, “Mmm, but we need some variety... I know!”

Twilight picked him up again, turning him over, and putting his muzzle against her cock tip again. He started to suckle, but that quickly turned to gagging as she suddenly rammed herself upwards, nails digging into his midsection and groaning out as her cock was surrounded in the delicious wetness of a mint-condition digestive track.

The foal sobbed as much as he could even as his throat was pushed outward grotesquely, cutting his breathing off completely. Rather than have Celestia keep him alive magically though, Twilight decided to be a bit more manual. She dug a nail into his throat, precisely forcing her way into his fragile flesh to poke a hole into his breathing track. A little mist of blood sprayed out as he ‘exhaled’ through the new hole, now kicking all four legs about.

Maud moved up beside her as she was supposed to be helping, and took the foal by his hind legs. She put Boulder beneath where she knelt, and pushed her rump down, rolling her hips like she was pushing him up into her pussy. It wasn’t like that made this any weirder than it already was though, as Maud cracked the foals legs apart, twisting his hips until his pelvis cracked in two, then slurped at his little newborn cock.

Sunset meanwhile tried her best to keep from getting punished, but pulling meat off a corpse, even one as fragile as a foal’s wasn’t easy with flat human teeth, and it didn’t look like Celestia was going to give her much magical help in that department. She bit down along the edge of the corpse’s distended cunt, probably the easiest place to tear off meat, and gnawed as much as she could, ripping away a strip of flesh with great effort. She tried hard to imagine she was eating a giant, tough gummi bear, the infant corpse-flesh seeming to have about the same consistently as she chewed it and forced herself to swallow.

Twilight was quite excited after already watching Celestia, so wasn’t quite as slow paced. She forced herself deeper, the foal’s body bloating up lower and lower, pushing her cock tip right up into his tummy, almost empty other than a bit of her own milk and pre from when he nursed her. He thrashed about beautifully, his gagging and the grotesque sound of air being forced in and out of the gaping hole in his neck even more beautiful than sobbing.

Maud bit down on the colt’s tiny sheath and balls, twisted her head as his balls crushed between her teeth, contents popping out into her mouth, which were lapped down and swallowed. She showed no hint of disgust or anything else at the taste, and simply gnawed until she finally pulled it off entirely. She made flesh-eating look so effortless. The little one had more to express about the subject, back straightening more and legs breaking into a fit of convulsions like never before.

Little Shining’s legs tried to kick, though with his broken pelvis they just jerked violently about, and his fore legs couldn’t do much more from the agony now piercing his body from both directions. Twilight forced herself upwards, Maud grabbing hold of his body with her and pushing him down hard. Twilight groaned as she burst right through the bottom of his stomach, pushing down into his gut, strands of intestinal tract pulsing warmly around her cock as she forced it lower.

Maud cupped her mouth over his little asshole, lapping repeatedly at the hole even as she carefully adjusted his body to make sure Twilight exited properly. Sure enough, there was a fountain of blood that squirted from his asshole like diarrhea, followed by the bloody tip of Twilight’s cock. Maud rolled her tongue along the tip, slurping loudly at it each time it exited.

No amount of breathing holes could keep Shining alive at this point, organs literally crushed against his rib cage into pulp as he literally came apart inside. He thrashed violently in his death throes, causing Twilight to groan loudly. She finally expelled her load through her dying son, right up into Maud’s mouth.

Maud did better than Sunset, as she usually did, pushing Twilight’s tip right down into her throat, not showing a hint of any gag reflex as Twilight’s seed was blasted right down into her stomach, enough to make her tummy swell, but taken in without problem as her throat could be seen rippling repeatedly over the shaft.

“That’s right die you little fuck,” moaned Twilight, her body shivering as she came down, “Oh don’t think I’m done with you, I’ll be fucking your corpse every night for at least a week, and when I get home, I'll fuck you while BBBFF puts another inside my dirty snatch.”

Celestia leaned towards Twilight, rolling her eyes back and looking quite relaxed as her soul pulled the other tasty little tidbit into the convulsing glob of dead souls already inside her. There were so many souls now, tens of thousands of them, their remains intermingled that she couldn't tell them apart from one another or even her own soul.

Sunset was happy the attention wasn’t on her as much, but all the same downed as much as she could. Each time she pulled the flesh down her throat though, she had to take several moments to concentrate on keeping it down, sometimes having to swallow her own vomit before it left her mouth to keep from expelling it.

Finally it was jerked away from her with Celestia’s magic, and Sunset looked up at her to see if Celsetia would use it as a reason to torture her again or not. Luckily, it seemed Celestia was content for the moment.

“Gave birth and murdered our own babies in front of millions,” Celestia purred, “Now that’s what I call a productive day.” She stood up, pointing to one of the camera operators, “You. I’m leaving now, but tell your overlords to sacrifice four virgins under ten years of age to me before continuing your games. Make sure to choose ones whose parents are here so they can watch their children die. The children will then be piked inside the house of their parents or guardians, and left there to rot for a full month before being returned to me.”

“Y-yes... master...” the man said, wide-eyed but afraid to disagree. “Are you going to choose them?”

“No, you people are,” smirked Celestia, “That’s the fun of it, you know, seeing how decent people choose when forced to do horrible things.”

Celestia turned to the others, even as Twilight was pulling little Shining’s corpse from her cock and Maud was giving Boulder one last smooch before putting him back into his pouch. Celestia smiled with pride at the scene she had created, then spoke, “We’ll stay to see the sacrifice and then head back to the lab. I always feel invigorated after baby-murder, so maybe we can get a bit of portal research done.”