Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

Maud peered in Limestone’s eyes, who looked somewhat more reluctant to slip out of her council chair. Of course Limestone loved rough sex, and sure as fuck didn’t get any proper anger-sex from Marble; it was just that Maud Pie had been specifically commanded to ‘rape’ Limestone. If this Maud were similar, she'd follow that intent to the word.

Limestone slipped out of her seat, breathing heavily and glancing down at the monster that hung between her sister’s hind legs. She wanted that inside her for sure, but when Maud came close, Limestone backed away. Maud knew what that was; her Limestone had done that too, resisted in order to encourage Maud to really tackle her.

So that’s just what she did. Maud lunged forward, grabbing Limestone by her head and slamming it into the base of the map to knock her off balance. She staggered, then tried to stand and pull forward again, this time stopped when Maud grasped her hips from behind, pulling her back against her, then slamming one of her hooves down against the back of Limestone’s head to force her into a head-down-ass-up position.

Limestone did her best to pretend she didn’t like it. If Celestia saw her enjoying it, she’d order Maud to do something awful. She tried hard to cry, but it wasn’t easy when that delicious monster of a dick was headed into her. She couldn’t keep from pushing her hips back as Maud popped it inside, then bit her lip to keep from moaning as the throbbing length sank deeper. So fleshy and warm, this felt much better than a strap-on like she’d had in the past.

“Those things are fertile, right?” Limestone pipped up, still trying to cry as the shaft punched her cervix, “Because I’m in heat.”

“It is,” Maud said, hammering her hips, “But I am almost certain that I am going to kill you before I leave this room.”

“Would you stop saying it like it’s a trip to grocery store?” Limestone growled.

Maud broke down Limestone’s inner wall, the sisterly shaft sinking deeper until her belly smacked against Limestone’s bottom, her balls swinging to smack her breasts.

As she kept thrusting though, Maud pulled one of Limestone’s front legs behind her back. Limestone was just about to ask what gives when Maud answered her, via bending her leg back at the joint until it shattered. Limestone screamed in surprise that her sister hurt her for seemingly no reason.

Limestone was too distracted by the sudden pain from the one leg to notice that Maud was going for the other fore leg as well. “Don’t you fucking dare!” Limestone managed to get out, before that complaint turned into a scream as well. Maud broke the same joint on this leg, twisting it back and forth a bit to make sure plenty of bones were poking through the bleeding flesh.

“Prop yourself up on those while I fuck you,” Maud said, seemingly neutral about the grave injuries she was passing out, “Please do so. I do not wish breaking more of your legs to become a requirement.”

Limestone really was crying now, tears streaming down her face. She looked at her broken legs, and saw that they would probably hold, but the weight and force of the thrusting would make it agonizing to do so. She gritted her teeth as she put one hoof against the ground, crying out again as she pulled herself up with the other as well.

Maud leaned forward, putting more weight onto them as her hips hammered into her. That big throbbing meat was still juicing up Limestone’s fertile fuck tunnel, which was squeezing around the meat eagerly whether Limestone even knew it or not, like her body was hungry for potential seed.

“Is this act still consensual?” Maud asked, calmly, not slowing down even a hair.

“Fuck no it’s not consensual!” Limestone blurted out.

“Good,” Maud answered.

Her cock splurted pre-goodness, pulsing wildly as she neared her climax. Maud herself was confused as to if she was supposed to enjoy this or not. The idea of impregnating her sister was fucking hot, regardless of how little it mattered. It was something Maud had dreamed about, but in her dreams her sisters weren't crying and screaming in pain.

It also occurred to Maud that Sunset was over there very eagerly getting into something she would have normally hated, and that the same thing should be happening to Maud, but for some reason Maud felt no different. Maud had always been demented inside, her lack of emotions were her way of protecting others from her own thoughts. She had been pushed over the edge and allowed those things to escape. In her mind she was fighting between if this was not her sister, in which case it was just an innocent she didn't know and she didn't care about the plight of innocents she didn't know, or if she was family, in which case she should be protecting her at all costs. This wasn't different than it would have been had this happened before they left though; she wasn't getting any worse like Sunset seemed to be.

Limestone’s hole broke into a flurry of spasms, the hot things about this apparently overshadowing the stabbing pain from her front legs. Her churning pussy felt like it was twisting and squeezing at Maud’s shaft, milking her for the fuel to Limestone’s foal factory. Limestone rolled her eyes back even as they poured tears, pleasure and pain colliding in her brain. She wanted to scream for Maud to knock her up right now, but Maud might mistake that for consent and break another leg if she did.

A soft moan escaped from Maud’s lips as her magic filly juice was blasted into Limestone. She enjoyed every twitch and throb as each blast of seed was shot through her shaft directly into Limestone’s womb. She packed her seed in, once against twitching just a bit from the experience before her face returned to neutrality.

“Okay,” Limestone’s voice was shaky, “She said to rape me, singular, not repeatedly rape me, right... let me fucking collapse you... I don't even know what to call you anymore!”

“She said ‘Just rape for now’,” Maud remember, “I interpret that as one continuous rape.”

Maud didn’t pull her shaft free of Limestone’s cunt, working into a slow but heavy motion once again, Limestone hearing one of her legs crack audibly as it tried to hold her up. She finally couldn’t handle it. One of the legs gave at the knee, bending back grotesquely, and Limestone collapsed onto the ground, because she was not going to hold this up with one leg.

“Don’t you fucking dare break my rock smashing legs!” Limestone demanded as she collapsed, which was as close as she ever got to pitiful begging. So far at least.

Maud seemed to consider it, even moving one hoof to feel down Minestone’s back leg. She looked back at Limestone, who was just laying with her head against the floor and sobbing at this point. Yes it was pretty safe to assume it was still an unwilling act, so she grasped both hooves about Limestone’s hips again and continued her plowing.

Things got rather chaffed even with all the fluid and both of them managing to get off twice more. By the time Celestia was finishing with her devouring of Ember’s soul, Limestone was just laying with her face against the floor and grunting with each thrust, eyes dry, tired of crying.

Limestone tried hard to concentrate enough to recognize if Celestia put a question to her. Meanwhile Maud stared at Limestone as if she were a puppy she had to put down, her mind starting to lean more toward raging despair at what she knew to be the inevitable, though none of it showing on her face.

Twilight had been anticipating at least seeing Moondancer get her horn ripped off, and now after waiting far longer than she should have had to, she got to do it herself! Moondancer had been a treat for her, because it was someone that was very much like her before she was enlightened. Now, after ruling for a year, Moondancer was closer to what Twilight was now than what she had been, which was too bad, but she’d deal with it.

Moondancer herself stood where she was, not showing any resistance as Twilight grabbed her by the head and pushed her onto the floor on her belly. Moondancer had studied horns plenty. She knew that having it removed was supposed to be the most excruciating thing a unicorn could ever experience. And afterward, she would just be a demented nothing like Twilight was, nothing left to do but lash out at everyone because of what she had lost and convince herself that she enjoyed it.

“Not struggling?” Twilight giggled, “Just wait, you’re gonna squirm like a worm on a hook on crack.”

Cadence awkwardly wobbled over herself, still not quite good with her legs, sometimes moving them in the wrong order and almost falling. She eyed the hacksaw, and started to cry, knowing that she was going to get her bits sawed off next. She didn’t know just how painful it’d be, but it sure couldn’t be pleasant.

“Aren’t you enjoying maiming a loyal servant who deserves recognition for her deeds instead?” Twilight tilted her head at Cadence.

“I will help because I was told, but I will not enjoy,” muttered Cadence.

“Not even a little?” Twilight tilted her head the other way, then smiled, “You’ll get into it! I’ll even let you choose which hole you want to rape while we’re sawing it off.

“Um... pussy,” Cadence chose the hole that she imagined would cause their victim the least discomfort.

“Mouth for me, I want to feel it when she bites down,” Twilight grinned, “Then we can saw back and forth, nice and slow! Then we’ll rip out the roots to make sure!”

Cadence walked about to Moondancer’s behind, blushing as Moondancer flagged her tail up willingly for now. Was she going to try to keep from screaming to deprive Twilight of her pleasure? If she was, Cadence hoped she could do it. She pulled herself up atop Moondancer, wrapping her legs around her, trying to mount her like she’d seen horses at her Applejack’s farm do it.

Of course her magical-male-part was solid regardless of her eagerness, and it definitely felt good as her shaft was covered slowly in hot damp flesh. She panted as she pushed forward, squeaking a bit when she found Moondancer’s cervix to be so broken in it was all but non-existent. This was a pussy that had clenched a lot of cocks. The experience was also apparent when Moondancer began to squeeze up and down her shaft, massaging her as she began thrusting.

“I just want you to know,” Twilight leaned down to Moondancer’s face, “How much I’m gonna enjoy torturing you, I’ll cum so hard when you die, and believe me, I will see you die.”

Moondancer opened her muzzle, and Twilight rammed it in as hard as she could, punching its way past her throat and into her neck, soft gagging motions massaging Twilight as she thrusts in and out, keeping time with Cadence, pulling out when Cadence pushed in; that would make the sawing easier.

Twilight took the saw in her muzzle, placing it against the base of Moondancer’s horn. Cadence apologetically took the other end in her mouth as well, not exactly knowing how to make her new body use magic, and her horn was going to get lopped off as well anyway, so she didn't want to get attached to the ability.

They began to saw back and forth, the enchanted blade slowly chipping at the solid bone. Moondancer closed her eyes and got ready, every muscle in her body tightening up as a torrent of pain like she’d never felt shuddered her through. And that was just from it barely getting deep enough to cause real damage to the horn.

When the blade moved back the other way, another torrent jolted her, her entire body shaking violently between her rapists. Each saw back and forth caused another flood of pain through her entire system, and every single one was the most agonizing thing she had ever felt. It just kept getting worse.

She wasn’t going to be able to keep up the brave soldier bit, Tears streamed down her face, and she finally screamed out a pitiful sob. She could barely feel the dicks inside her with her entire nervous system on fire, but she definitely felt Twilight’s cock throb excitedly as soon as she started to really cry, squirming between them, anything to avoid the next swipe for even a second.

“That’s what I wanted!” Twilight moaned even as she clenched the tool in her teeth, and as Moondancer clenched Twilight's cock in her teeth, which only made it pulse more within her throat, “Sob for me you little pretender, always trying to be me, well now you’re gonna be a bit more like me!” She purred, "I remember my horn getting ripped off, but I don't think mine was this slow; I envy you."

Cadence was wide-eyed, not doing nearly as much to help with the sawing, just moving her hips and head along with Twilight to push her dick into the sobbing mare between them. Moondancer’s pussy clenched and spasmed every bit as good as when it had been intentional, maybe better, definitely better! The more pain Moondancer was in the more delightful her convulsing fuck tunnel became. Even if she didn’t approve of what she was doing, Cadence had to admit that the cunt of a tortured pony felt amazing.

“Don’t break the last bit off too soon,” Twilight told Cadence around the handle in her muzzle, “Saw gradually as far as we can, to hurt this dumb slut as much as possible!”

Cadence barely heard that above Moondancer's screams. Cadence bit her lip and squealed, dropping her end of the saw and arching her back as she creamed a hot load into Moondancer’s cunt, each new thrust sending a spray of spunk to paint the insides of Moondancer’s womb. She tried to recover as quickly as she could, taking her end of the saw back and working to continue.

Twilight didn’t look like she was going to blow anything yet despite how much she enjoyed it. Maybe she was sure enough that Moondancer would die soon that she intended to have a super-huge load for the occasion. Or maybe she just knew that it wouldn’t make Moondancer any more tortured than she was; she literally couldn’t feel the cocks insider her at this point.

Mercifully, the magic blade still cut much faster than it should have, and soon they were on the other side. Moondancer had expected it to lessen again when they got to the other edge, but instead it was like every new torment was stacked upon what she already had. All she could do is writhe and weep, not even able to form words well enough to beg for mercy, or even form the sentences in her mind.

Finally the rest did snap off, though they did get very close to the other edge. Moondancer’s horn clattered to the floor and Twilight motioned to Cadence, “Stuff that in her ass and get over here. I need you to hold her head!" Twilight paused, then added with clear moral outrage, "Are you still not enjoying this?”

“No, I’m sorry,” Cadence said, but all the same picked up the horn that had clattered to the floor, aiming it tip first into Moondancer's tail hole, and more or less shoving it in as fast as she could. May as well get it over with. Moondancer wouldn’t be noticing that for a bit anyway.

“Huh,” Twilight responded, but then shrugged, “It doesn't matter; I doubt you'll live out the week anyway. Hold her head now so I can dig out the root!”

“Is this going to happen to me?” Cadence asked with a shaky voice even as she held Moondancer’s head as steady as she could. The rest of Moondancer’s body was literally flopping about like a fish out of water, seeming to have lost all control, pissing herself so violently that her urine sprayed about like a loose hose.

“Yep,” Twilight answered simply, licking some of the stray piss that landed on her muzzle and pulling the blade free of one end of the saw. She shaped it into something easier to stab with, and even though it was no doubt going to slice Twilight’s mouth in the process, she rammed it into the edge of the horn base, digging in deep and slowly working around.

At first it didn’t seem like it was anything different. Moondancer’s entire existence was agony, it couldn’t get worse than that. However, when Twilight rammed the blade into the edge and started to pry the base right out of Moondancer’s skull, her body spasmed violently again. Twilight laughed, and Cadence had to put all her weight into it to hold her head remotely still, even making a token attempt to use her magic to hold as well, which she overdid and put even more pressure on the gaping wound in Moondancer's skull.

One more time, Moondancer had been wrong. That was the worst agony she’d ever felt. She hoped with every fiber of her being that it remained that. Twilight rolled onto her back, laughing so hard as Moondancer’s body jerked about randomly as the pain was getting in the way of her brain properly processing movement requests.

As Twilight yanked the base free, bits of nerve hanging from it, the hole now literally all the way to Moondancer's brain, she tossed it on the floor like any bit of trash. She wasn’t done though, a flame of lust in her eyes as she looked over at Moondancer. Celestia had said to hurt her, and that’s just what Twilight was going to do.

Moondancer shook her head, the first intentional movement since her torment started. The pain had dropped to a level where she could barely remain aware. She blinked and looked up at Twilight. “Fucking... bitch...” she managed to spit out.

“Good! I want you to be conscious for all this,” beamed Twilight, grabbing hold of Moondancer’s behind. She pressed her throbbing shaft to Moondancer’s tail hole. She rammed forward, in turn pushing the horn that was already within, ramming deep so that Moondancer’s horn staked her up through her intestines.

“Um... “Cadence started, “That might actually kill her...”

“Mmm, fuck right it will,” Twilight purred, pounding that ass as Moondancer struggled just to sit up during her raping, “I know about how long Celestia will want to take killing someone like Ember, so I should be able to time it so that I can play with this cunt some and still be fucking her stone dead corpse by the time Celestia looks over at us. I’ve waited too long already to kill this bitch, and I want to do it myself.”

“Won’t she punish you?” Cadence peeped.

“Oh yeah,” Twilight said, drooling as she pounded harder, feeling Moondancer convulse around her as she creamed a load deep inside her. She packed it in even as it flooded up through the gash in Moondancer’s intestines, flooding up into her raw guts and burning against her internal injuries. She yanked free and continued, “She’ll lock me in a library full of books that I can’t read because she scrambled my brain, and leave me alone there for who knows how long!” It was the only way left to legitimately punish Twilight, “I don’t care though, killing and corpse-fucking this stupid slut by myself is worth months of that!”

Cadence wasn’t sure what to do, but Twilight seemed to want to kill that pony she hated on her own, and it must be at least relatively okay since Photo Finish’s cameras were soaking it up just like everything else. Cadence chose to sit quietly while everyone else was hurting each other. The camera assigned to track her hovered in front of her even when she wasn’t doing anything, so she just stared at it to keep from looking at anything else.

Twilight was getting quite feral, no sooner having withdrawn from Mondancer’s ass than she pinned the ex-unicorn on her back, twisting at one of her hind leg like a chicken wing she was tearing off. She moaned each time the bone cracked, then licked her lips as it came off.

Eating it wasn’t on her mind though. Instead Twilight turned the leg about, ramming it hoof first into Moondancer’s already well-fucked cunt. She forced it inside, fucking Moondancer violently with her own leg. Twilight rolled her eyes back as Moondancer began sobbing loudly again, her cock pulsing and ejected more fluid the louder her weeping was. There was nothing as sweet as the agony of someone hated like she hated Moondancer. Moondancer had gotten to continue her studies for so long while Twilight could barely even function with picture books. It wasn't fair.

Twilight rammed it deep enough to impact the back of Moondancer’s womb, but didn’t stop there, holding Moondancer’s torso in her hind legs as she gripped the severed leg with her forelegs, using all her strength to push it right through the back wall, the grotesque bulge of it inside her prominent now.

Twilight checked on the Ember-murder progress and figured she had a bit more time to play, so she went ahead and took care of Moondancer’s other limbs as well. Not by removing them this time, just by yanking and bending them until they snapped and crackled. Moondancer yelped between sobs with each new break, each in rapid succession as Twilight tried to get in as much torment of Moondancer while she had time.

She finally giggled, giving Moondancer a deep kiss before licking her nose, “Should I kill you now, you cunt?”

“Please!” Moondancer spit out a glob of blood as she forced the word out, “Kill! Kill!”

“Say ‘murder me like my worthless bitch ass deserves’,” said Twilight playfully.

“urder e ik – orth—worthless—bit ass serves!” Moondancer got out a few of the syllables at least, gagging up blood between each one as her body swelled with her internal bleeding. Twilight wanted to tease her more and make her do it until she got it right, but was running out of time to finish.

“Worthless, just a stupid toy for me to break when ‘mommy’ isn’t looking,” Twilight grabbed Moondancer’s head pushing her muzzle against her own slit, futa cock still bouncing above it, “I’m gonna ram you neck deep and crush your hornless head, I’m gonna snuff you out in my creaming cunt, then blow another load all over your freshly minted corpse! Then I’m gonna get as much necrophilia in as I can before Celestia notices how very dead you are.”

Moondancer tried to push her own head deeper, wanting Twilight to finish killing her before Celestia stopped her at this point, though she was in no shape to do much at all. Twilight pulled her in firmly, squeezing her in her hooves and tilting her back and forth as she pushed her fuck-lips further up her face.

“My pussy’s the last thing you’ll ever see,” Twilight groaned, pushing her eye-deep and then further still. Once she got her jaws past, her pussy stretched painfully wide, the rest of easier as it quickly closed down over her neck. Twilight could feel her trying to breath inside and gagging on lung fulls of Twilight’s cunt cream, but she wasn’t going to give her time to suffocate.

“Now die!” Twilight groaned as she creamed herself hard, hard enough for her pussy to compress hard around Moondancer’s head. Twilight licked her lips as she heard the first few cracks as her skull started to give.

And then it was darkness for a painful moment as Twilight’s body was blasted with a wave of energy, throwing her against the wall as Moondancer’s head popped out of her cunt, vomited cunt honey, and took a deep breath. The blast didn’t hurt very much, in fact Celestia seemed to intentionally make it pleasurable despite Twilight now that she was angry at her.

“Guess who’s in time out? I already had plans to give you a swing at her, as well as a few others. Such an impatient nag you are.” Celestia moved up and looked Twilight in the eyes, “But now I have to delay all that to punish you. How very annoying. I am going to have you tied to the comfiest chair imaginable while one of those maid-sluts holds your favorite books in front of your face and flips the pages for you as you don't read them. And she'll be the only one that you will see. All day. Every day. For a full month. And this time I won't even let you murder the maid afterward.”

"Interesting punishment," Photo Finish commented, "Sadly, it does not lend itself well to film."

Twilight let out a whimper, real terror on her face now, and for a moment unable to think of what to say. Celestia just pushed her into the corner, securely trapping her in an opaque bubble of silence, unable to hear or even see what the others were doing from her ‘time out’ ball. She folded her fore legs and sighed. She didn’t even get to finish off Moondancer on her own. Damnit, it wasn’t worth the punishment anymore.

Celestia trotted up and looked down at Moondancer’s mangled body, “Hm... I can piece this together.”

“No- kill-“ Moondancer begged when she realized Celestia was going to keep her alive, though she’d probably appreciate it once she was back to normal, sans horn at least. Or maybe not, it depended on what happened next.

“Well let’s see, well that’s in the wrong place,” Celestia chuckled, pulling the leg from Moondancer’s torn cunt with a lewd slurp, “Oh, and apologies to my favorite camera crew.”

“There iz no problem!” Photo assured her, “We can edits the video to appear fatal.”

“Well good then,” Celestia chuckled, horn glowing as she fished around in Moondancer’s internals , first teleporting her horn out of her body, then patching up and pushing things back into place, “Is there anyone I missed?”

Limestone thought long and hard about not answering and hoping for the best, but finally peeped up, “Um, me.” It didn’t make it any less weird that Maud was still fucking her.

“Ah coins,” said Celestia, turning her attention towards Limestone now that Moondancer was fixed just enough so that she could lie there in agony without dying, “Pretty cut and dry. What’s our current deficit like?”

“Actually we have a significant surplus,” Limestone said more loudly, a bit of hope entering her voice, “Some of it’s from war spoils but a lot of it is from me finding and closing loopholes, and then sometimes having anyone that used them closed and their assets seized. Also um... we socialized prostitution, so instead of taxing brothels, all the earnings funnel right to us with no middle-pony. Did the same thing with recreational drugs; the cash is just pouring in!” Limestone took a deep breath as if relieved. This didn’t seem to be going so bad after all, unless Celestia got jealous that Limestone was so much better at keeping a business in the black than she was.

“Ahem,” Celestia cut her off before she continued her excited rambling, “You’ve obviously done very well and deserve to keep your position, probably with a significant raise, but...” She sighed, “I just get off so hard on incest, snuff, and betrayal... and right here I have all three at once.”

“I- I don’t know what I can say to fix that,” admitted Limestone, that spot of hope dying deliciously in her voice. “Please... I will be worth keeping, I swear! Just... at least don’t make her do it, please. You've damaged her enough; I can see it in her eyes.”

“Stop the rape, Maud,” Celestia said, then waited for Maud to pull free of the very chaffed pussy and turn to face her, “Maud, do you want to kill Limey?”

“No,” answered Maud simply.

“Would you enjoy killing Limey?” Celestia asked.

“Yes,” Maud answered with just as little delay as her previous answer.

“Maud...” Limestone stared at her other-worldly older sister, speechless now.

“Cute,” Celestia reached and patted Maud’s head demandingly, “If I told you to murder her in a pretty standard way and to not go easy on her... how would you do it?”

“I would penetrate her ass while Mister Knife penetrated her pussy.” Maud didn’t skip a single beat, not the slightest hesitation as she spoke, “Then I would take Mister Knife on a walk up her front to visit her face. I would open her gut and rip out her womb. I would then proceed to stuff said organ down her throat to choke her on it.”

“The womb that would have contained an incest-filly had you lived,” Celestia sounded impressed, “How appropriate.”

Limestone stared in disbelieve, “If you were really Maud you would not be acting like this.”

“Maybe you didn’t know your Maud as much as you thought,” Celestia smiled politely, “I doubt she ever had that special push that this Maud has had. How about we see if sisterly love or sexy death will win the day. What do you think, ‘Limey’?”

“She won’t,” Limestone said, but was shaking rather violently as she looked at her sister. “She'll protect me. Please protect me?”

Celestia turned, speaking to the rest of the room as if just realizing they had no orders, “Sunset, Gloriosa. Cadence, Gabby.”

“Oh no, please don’t make me kill the really nice one,” Cadence sniffled.

“Wait what?” Gabby perked up as if she had been spaced out for a bit.

“You’ve disappointed me so far today, Cadence,” warned Celestia, “Make this one good or you will be spending the next month begging for death.”

Celestia left them to their duties, wanting to pay special attention to her play set here.

There was a flash of magic, and a serrated dagger appeared on the floor next to Maud, the one with a smiley face drawn on the handle. “Maud. Proceed with your sister’s murder as you described.”

Limestone wasn’t going anywhere to escape with two shattered legs. She rolled over onto her back instead, looking at Maud, and Mister Knife, as her useless front legs splayed out at odd angles and her hind legs splayed out. As Maud approached, Limestone drew back both hind legs, for a moment entertaining the idea of bucking Maud in the head. She had the Pie strength too, and might could very well have snapped Maud’s neck with a lucky enough kick, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She just lay there and let her hind legs splay back out, hoping that perhaps not being violent might convince Maud to not go through with things.

Maud flopped her rape stick onto Limestone’s belly, already slick with both of their fluids, white and red. She drew it back and pushed the tip against Limestone's rear. Limestone pushed her rear down in response, helping to pop her inside and then pushing her warm tight tail hole around that fleshy meat slab. Even with Maud about to knife her, Limestone couldn’t help but admire that meat. Her sister looked hot with a proper dick, though not so much with the knife.

“Marble’s alive too, and Mom and Dad,” Limestone stammered as Maud was placing the knife against her well-used cunt. “We would take you back, your old room is still there. We haven’t even moved your things, we haven't been able to make ourselves.”

“Oh ho, playing that card are we?” Celestia chuckled, but didn’t interfere.

Maud locked eyes with Limestone, then shoved the blade suddenly forward, slicing in with the wonderful slch noise of a blade piercing flesh. Maud was very good at this, piercing into Limestone’s cunt while still ramming her shaft in that tight ass and managing not to stab herself. Limestone shrieked, tears welling up in her eyes. Fuck, that hurt a lot more than a broken leg.

“Maud-“ Limestone blurted out, but it was cut off by another scream as Maud yanked the knife back and pushed it forward, slowly fucking her with the blade, in perfect sync with her own cock as it pushed inside.

As she watched her sister sob, she began stabbing into her cunt faster as if she were either getting used to the idea of gutting her sister, or was just trying to get it over with. Her cock pulsed inside Limestone’s rear cock port, flooding her with a blast of seed. Maud gave several more stabs, then turned the blade, positioning it to slide up Limestone’s belly to rip her gut open.

“Oh fuck I’m really gonna die,” Limestone’s terror creeped increasingly across her face, but could only sob, flailing her hind legs uselessly about Maud’s sides, arching her back and screaming, “Maud! Maud I’ll do ANYTHING, just please don’t kill me!”

Maud’s eye twitched, and her hooves that held the knife froze.

“Time for Mister Knife’s walk,” encouraged Celestia from behind her.

“She said that,” Maud looked down at Limestone’s eyes. “You said that. Those exact words when you were begging for your life. But they didn’t listen. They stabbed you to death in front of me. I could not protect you.” She pulled back her knife and looked at it with real abject horror in her eyes.

“You’ve just fucked her with a knife,” Celestia laughed at Maud, “She isn’t going to live anyway.”

“Maud she's right,” Limestone gagged out the words. “It's okay, just finish me quickly.”

Maud pulled up the blade again, pulling herself back, sliding her slimy dick free with a lewd noise very uncharacteristic for the moment. Maud brought the blade up to her own throat, but her hooves froze before she could, glowing with Celestia’s magic.

“Do you just think you can kill yourself and get out of this?” Celestia leaned over and spoke right into Maud’s ear, “You’ve already tried that.”

“I will not stop this time,” Maud said, clearly prepared to slice her own throat until Celestia got bored of bringing her back.

“You know what?” Celestia smiled, the blade blinking away in a puff of sparkles. “Go home. Both of you, have a nice life. Well... Limestone should come back for her duties of course but, you know. Nothing you do today in this room will result in your deaths, congratulations!”

“S-seriously?” Limestone stared at her body as Celestia’s magic knit her back together, even yanking her forelegs back into place and mending the bone, coating them with fresh flesh.

“What are you planning?” Maud looked Celestia in the eyes. Celestia would never do this unless she knew she could use it to hurt worse later on.

Celestia snerked, “Oh you really do know me,” She looked about as if trying to be innocent, “I was just thinking of how happy you’ll all be, their dead daughter returning to them, Limestone and possibly more of you popping out some nice fresh incest fillies. And then just when you have that spark of happiness.” Her eyes locked onto Maud’s and became dark, “I will be there to take it away, all of it, in the same fashion as your first family. And there is no place you will be able to hide.”

Maud looked unafraid of the glowing dark magic in Celestia’s eyes, “You will not.”

“Oh won’t I?” Celestia went from dark to amused very quickly.

“You will be dead by then,” Maud said.

“Maud, sis, don’t mess this up!” Limestone nudged her.

“Do you still think they’ll spring a trap for me yet?” laughed Celestia, “I just butchered half the council. Chances are at least one of these morons were necessary for their little plan to work. Certainly Ember at least.”

“You are a fool,” Maud continued staring at Celestia, even as Limestone tried pushing her away.

“Excuse me?” Celestia didn’t look anything then, she was just stunned that someone, anyone, actually said that to her.

“You have done what everyone expected,” said Maud, “The ponies here were not the trap. They were the bait. You will keep taking the bait, because you cannot help yourself. Even with me telling you this, you are a slave to your disease.”

For once, Celestia was speechless.

“When the real trap takes you,” Maud’s own eyes went dark, “I will be there to piss on your corpse”

“Oh fuck we’re gonna die,” Limestone lamented. “Damnit we were so close!”

“No actually, you’re not going to die, because your dear sister knows how to play my game.” Celestia’s words came out slowly and carefully, as if measuring her response, “I can’t start telling lies, or ponies will stop taking the deals I offer them, they’ll stop doing what I say for an unlikely promise if they think I’ll just kill them anyway”, Celestia chuckled, “I just told you that nothing you do here today in this room would get you killed, so I’m going to let you both stroll right out of this palace as if you treated me with the utmost respect. Mistress of Coin, I’ll see you at work another day. Maud... you and your boyfriend get out of my sight.”

Maud calmly turned, retrieving her boyfriend from the shelf and putting him back into the rock pouch, then followed Limestone out the door. "I will miss Mister Knife," Maud commented as they left.

Celestia sighed and chuckled at herself as they left the chambers, “Paranoia... real honest-to-me paranoia... I haven’t experienced it in so long that I’d forgotten what it felt like.

She sighed, running a hoof over the shimmering map and ignoring the rest of the room. Her eyes centered on the symbols representing her three friends that came through with her... no, two friends. Oh dear; what happened there? Was there still another player out there strong enough to kill one siren and send the other two running? One that she couldn’t even see on the tracker?

“Me-damn fucking paranoia,” sighed Celestia.

Sunset folded her arms, looking at Gloriosa, and taking a deep breath. Sunset felt it taking her again; just looking at that frightened crying unicorn made her cock hard and cunt wet. Gloriosa slowly looked up at her, lip quivering.

“Oh... you’re here for me... to kill me,” Gloriosa said as if she was lost in her own little world until just then.

“Yeah, I’m here for that,” Sunset caught herself smirking, “Well if it makes you feel better, I hate myself with a burning passion for doing this.”

“It doesn’t really...” Gloriosa muttered.

“It usually doesn't,” Sunset said, then went over her options, "Knives, dismemberment, breaking bones, snapping necks, strangling..."

“Stop it! Just stop that!” Gloriosa shrieked, sliding out of her seat and curling up on the floor.

“Not much we can do without extra accessories,” thought Sunset.

If she was going to do this, she was at least going to do something different than the others. She glanced over at the map and then back at Gloriosa.

“You know how this thing works?” Sunset asked, then followed up with an “Answer!” when Gloriosa didn’t seem cooperative.

“I-I know, yes,” Gloriosa cried. "Approximately at least, the Empress was a bit secretive when building it."

“Does it have a power source?” Sunset asked, “Something like this would need a power source that measured in the gigawatts at least. “

“It is rather large,” Gloriosa shook her head, “What does this have to do with... killing me?”

“Hmm, looks like the base comes off here,” Sunset ran her hooves along the base, finding a handle and forcing it to turn. She pulled the hatch off to find glowing panels beneath. For a moment she paused, eyes glistening as she admired the make-shift magi-tech, but had to get to work. Despite this being her first time looking inside, she could at least recognize the power supply. Hmm... it had spare power connections... and spare cables, “Reckon if I borrowed a bit of power, it’d damage anything important?”

“How much power?” asked Gloriosa.

“Enough to slowly electrocute someone,” Sunset said, “Could cast a grounding spell on myself; may as well use my horn while I still have it.”

“Do you always put this much thought into murder?” Gloriosa sighed, “But no, it wouldn’t, so can we please just get this over with?”

“No, but I think everyone should,” Sunset was feeling somewhat proud of herself. Maybe she wouldn’t become an evil monster after all; maybe she’d be an evil genius. That’d be easier to live with.

Sunset grabbed Gloriosa with her magic, pulling her forward and slamming her head against the console. Gloriosa yelped, but showed no sign that she was going to use her magic to resist. Just to be sure though, Sunset pulled the other unicorn’s head back with her hooves, and slammed her against the edge of the map, bashing her horn against the metal. By the time she stopped, Gloriosa was back to sobbing again.

Gloriosa gagged and tried to fall over, but Sunset grabbed her hips from behind, tugging her close and letting her rape-stick throb against her hapless victim’s plot.

“Cunt or ass?” Sunset asked. When she wasn’t answered, she slammed Gloriosa’s head against the table until she did.

“Cunt! Cunt!” Gloriosa shrieked.

Sunset pushed her shaft tip against Gloriosa’s asshole instead. It wasn’t called rape because you took their suggestions, after all. Gloriosa was rather tight there though, and it actually took a good deal of shoving, her anal ring slowly wrapping about Sunset’s tip before finally popping over her and letting her sink her thick slab into her bowels.

“Anal virgin?” Sunset panted, shivering at the tightness, giving her intestinal tract a good stretching, “Not sure how you managed that at your age in a world like this. Mmph.. that’s really fucking tight.”

Sunset’s horn lit up, her own body covered in a field that would protect her, slowing her thrusting as she did, just taking a nice relaxing rape. She used her magic to slide the spare cables out, dangling the sparking cables in front of Gloriosa’s face. She pushed the wires against the edges of Gloriosa’s muzzle, eliciting a scream as she tried to pull her head away. She screeched as her gums burned; smoke literally coming out of her muzzle as her saliva boiled off her gums.

Even as several of Gloriosa’s teeth rattled across the floor, having exited her mouth in a way not unlike popcorn, Sunset took the cables to her tongue. She screamed, her tongue swelling up visibly as waggled about and then literally popped from the energy. Sunset pulled the wires back, but was breathing heavily, feeling the shivers run through Gloriosa's ass.

Sunset didn’t want to fry her brain yet though, so instead she held out one of Gloriosa’s hooves with her magic, wrapping a bare cables around it. Gloriosa kicked the leg wildly as it ripped through her hoof, kicking the table on accident and shattering her hoof from the energy and impact.

This was getting more fun than she wanted it to be. Sunset rationalized that Gloriosa would have been murdered whether she did it or not, so she may as well get her rocks off on it. Then at least some good will cum from her brutal slaughter.

Sunset shivered, moaning as she yanked herself out of her victim’s ass and rammed straight away into her pussy. She pushed herself deep, giving several hammering rams of her hips to break through into the mare’s womb, then just holding herself balls deep inside.

Sunset then took two cables, separating them apart, and wrapping one around Gloriosa’s right hind hoof and the other around her left hind hoof. The current connected up through her legs and through her lower organs. Gloriosa was suddenly thrashing and screaming to the point that Sunset could barely keep her still, but at the same time she wasn’t even having to thrust. Gloriosa’s pussy was exploding in convulsions around her cock, stroking her off without requiring a single thrust.

All the same, Sunset began to pound her hips once again, feeling her inner flesh quiver as the fur on Gloriosa's hind legs was singed. When Gloriosa quite literally caught on fire from the current, Sunset had to quickly add a fire protection spell to her own body, though the flames climbing up those hind legs still felt pleasantly warm.

“Just end it!” Gloriosa screamed, a bit garbled without her tongue, her whole body spasming, but alas, the current not traveling through any immediately vital organs. “I’m burning! Oh gods kill me please kill me!”

“Oh I wan’t to,” groaned Sunset, “But your suffering is so much more fucking hot than I want it to be. Mmm, burn baby burn.”

It was charring her inside and out now. Sunset pushed her cock fully inside, feeling charred flesh stick against it, then pulling back, bits of melted flesh stuck to her dick, a near fountain of blood drooling down her balls as she rammed home. Sunset even lessened her protection just enough to get a pleasant little jolt every time she pushed in.

Gloriosa was going hoarse from screams, gagging now more often than not when she tried. Her body was cooking so rapidly now that her cunt was literally welded shut as her flesh stuck together, each stab of Sunset’s throbbing shaft having to force its way back in, tearing the flesh back apart. Her hindquarters was flaming, tail burning to brittle ash. Her skin and muscle were burning off her body now, bone showing through flesh.

Sunset creamed intensely, her goo shooting up through the mass of flesh that she was forcing her cock into, pouring out the holes burning into her belly and literally boiling away almost as fast as it was spit out.

Even Gloriosa's blood felt like it was boiling, sending it throughout her body, making her feel like her whole being was on fire inside and out. “Please... mercy...” she groaned, just before her hind legs gave way, one of her hind legs snapping off like charred wood and falling to the floor where it smoldered. The circuit was broken, but at this point Gloriosa's belly had already burst open, guts spilling out onto the floor.

“Oh please don’t die yet, oh please,” Sunset was doing some begging her own, determined to fuck this unicorn until her body literally came apart in her hooves. “Come on, suffer for me! Writhe!”

Sunset sheltered Gloriosa’s head with a spell, keeping her conscious just a bit longer as she sent torrents through her front legs as well. It didn’t make much of a difference, the fire having already spread to her front, but now burning brighter still. At this point, Gloriosa’s hind half was literally coming apart in Sunset’s hooves.

“I’m not done fucking you!” Sunset groaned, ripping through her hind end, snapping her spine off so it wouldn’t be in the way, then just ramming her cock into the fresh slush of guts within Gloriosa’s rib cage, puncturing the mass of charred flesh once again with each shove, just a mass of melted flesh to defile with her fuck spire.

Gloriosa vomited a fountain of blood all over the map's surface, causing it to spark and smoke as the hologram shimmered. Her eyes rolled back and what was left of her body shook violently as she was finally freed from her torment. Unfortunately for her, Celestia was done with Maud and Limestone, and had been waiting patiently to snatch up a few more while she put out the fires that Sunset's method was creating around them. She grasped the soul, but even Gloriosa’s spirit broke into pieces, more like catching a flock of butterflies than a single cloud of life. All the same, it came apart as Celestia’s energy ripped through it, same as any other.

Sunset couldn’t stop herself from thrusting even after Gloriosa was very much dead, tearing through her torso as it too charred apart, blackened globs of gut and flesh slopping to the floor, bones coming apart like brittle chalk. She didn’t stop until all that was left was Gloriosa’s head, that last look of torment still on her face as Sunset rammed into her neckhole and out her muzzle. She came one more time, the fountain of her seed vomited out of Gloriosa’s mouth and showered across the map, sending more sparks flying.

“Fuck that was... hot that was... horrible... that was... oh fuck oh fuck!” Sunset felt her sanity push back for just a moment, long enough for her to shriek and throw the severed head onto the floor. She stumbled back, laying against the floor on her belly, hooves against her ears as if blocking out voices.

“I can’t be becoming this!” Sunset screamed in frustration. "No no no! I can't become this!"

Celestia looked down at Sunset and hmm-ed, “I wonder if I ever felt like that; I can’t remember anymore.” She then leaned down and kissed Sunset’s bloody forehead, “I am so proud of you.”

Sunset felt sick.

Cadence stepped towards Gabby, and the griffin rose up from her seat, holding up her claws with a look of fear in her eyes.

“Wait! You can’t!” Gabby said, “You haven’t even asked me any questions!”

“Then I’m really sorry,” sighed Cadence, “But I guess they’re having me kill you for the fun of it. I have to do it right, and messy, I really am sorry.”

“Do it right? You’re... just protecting yourself,” Gabby jerked as her back hit the wall, finding that she had quite literally backed herself into a corner.

“Sweetheart, you are going to die a horrible death, and there is nothing that can change that,” Cadence said, “There’s no reason for me to suffer for something that someone else will do anyway.”

“But I don’t wanna die,” Gabby sniffled, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“And I don’t want to beg for death,” sighed Cadence.

Gabby tried to make a run for it, as if Celestia would have let her escape the room anyway, and Cadence jumped to catch her, the two falling onto the floor with Cadence atop Gabby. If nothing else, Cadence was noticing that she was stronger than she expected to be as a pink princess pony and a lot stronger than she was as a human, so Gabby didn’t have much of a chance of squirming away.

Cadence was outright crying, the same as Gabby was, as she put both front hooves to the back of the griffons head and slammed it into the ground. Gabby kept squirming and trying to run out from under her, dragging both of them across the floor, and Cadence kept slamming her poor head. On the last hit there was a loud crack as Gabby’s beak gave, eliciting a scream, the griffon finally collapsing as she coughed blood onto the floor.

Gabby flapped her wings, sticking out on either side, and Cadence realized that those should probably be disabled as quickly as possible. She grabbed the right one, twisting it back as hard as she could. She wasn’t as graceful at breaking bones as any of her fellow students, and there was the thing about being in a different body, but managed to finally crack it down the middle, folding it all the way back.

“No no no!” Gabby shrieked as she felt her wing grabbed, then wailed as she felt it snap, every movement of the wing now a stabbing pain. She tried to close the other wing as if trying to protect it, but Cadence grabbed hold of that as well, twisting it, this time cracking it just above the shoulder, causing it to twitch violently.

Cadence glanced, noticing that Celestia was keeping a watch on her out of the corner of her eye, so grabbed hold of Gabby’s head, turning it up and licking the tears from her face, trying to give Celestia good enough of a show that Cadence wouldn't be tortured afterward.

“Y-yes struggle for me... you cunt... suffer for me...” Cadence stammered even as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Cadence still wasn’t sure what she was doing, but Gabby was trying to crawl away now, which may as well have put a big target on her other limbs. Cadence grabbed Gabby's arm, pulling it back behind her, then pausing just a moment, just shy of enough pressure to break it.

“Please don’t,” wept Gabby.

So Cadence did, twisting it back further. She was more familiar with arms, so snapping it wasn’t quite so awkward. She snapped the elbow, bending it back until bones poked free of the flesh. Gabby clenched her claw into a fist as the pain shook her, and Cadence came down on the hand with both front hooves, stomping until Gabby’s fingers cracked, not stopping until that hand was a twisted mess of bones.

Cadence felt her cock throb against Gabby’s soft behind, reminding her, “Oh I'm sorry; I almost forgot that I need to rape you too.”

She hated what she was having to do, but ramming her cock balls deep into a convulsing, sopping wet cunt was definitely the part she hated least. There was certainly no resistance as she pushed into the rabid slut’s favorite part, ramming through her cervix in one go and starting long rapid thrusts. Cadence panted at the warmth of unwilling flesh spasming over her shaft with each shove. She used to try not to enjoy that delicious clench, but had slowly stopped bothering; it helped take her mind off what she was doing somehow.

“I guess this is the first time you’ve had someone ramming your pussy that you didn’t enjoy, huh,” Cadence panted, “Oh but you are really good in here girl, seriously. Snuffing you is going to be such a waste. I mean I’m sure she’ll make me fuck your corpse at some point, but it just won’t be the same without that warmth and natural cunt honey lathering up my cock.”

“Shut up!” Gabby shrieked between sobs, Cadence’s nervous gibbering felt worse than the typical taunts of a lustful murderer.

“Your whole body is amazing,” panted Cadence, “I’m sorry, but I’m gonna want to do all your holes while you're still warm.” She wondered if she had begun to give in just a tiny bit.

Still seeing Celestia glance at her and worrying that cunt-stuffing wasn’t enough, she twisted back Gabby’s good arm. The griffin barely even resisted this time, but wailed just as loudly when her wrist gave. Cadence crushed her fingers on that hand the same as the other, them moved up the arm, twisting her wrist grotesquely, snapping her elbow, then twisting the whole thing bake to break her shoulder.

“Kind of unlucky you have hands,” said Gabby, trying hard not to think about the agony that her prey was suffering and still sobbing between her own cruel words, “It’s giving me more bones to break.”

Gabby’s cunt suddenly convulsed in a wave of fluid, squeezing and rippling across Cadence’s cock, the cock-loving filth unable to keep herself from orgasming even as pain wrecked her body with each movement as she was pounded. Cadence’s own cock surged, pouring her load into Gabby’s cum tunnel, ballooning out her womb, holding her full blast well, used to holding several larger loads.

“Oh fucking god that was hot, such a fucking waste,” lamented Cadence, yanking herself free and immediately ramming against Gabby’s asshole.

Gabby’s rear cock-port was just as easy to pop into as her pussy was, and barely any tighter at all, but all the same it felt dreamy around her. As she began to pummel Gabby’s ass, she reached back for one of her hind legs.

“Mmph... think I’ll have to wait until I’m fucking your mouth to break the hind ones, sorry.” Cadence gagged in disgust at her own actions, “Oh but that beak... that could really hurt.” Cadence grabbed hold of Gabby’s head and pulled it back.

“No I swear I won’t bite!” Gabby shrieked, knowing just what was coming, then letting out another “Please!” between smashes as Cadence repeatedly slammed her face into the floor, careful to smash her beak more than the rest of her head, lest she lose consciousness. Cadence wanted to get this over with without having to pause for Gabby to wake back up.

“I believe you’d try not to,” Cadence groaned, “But sorry, you might on accident.”

Gabby’s begging became more garbled as her beak broke apart, cracks appearing at first, then finally the bulk of it came off in one go. splashing when it hit the floor from the puddle of Gabby’s blood. After a point, the slams were just driving the remaining pieces into her face rather than breaking them off, but that was just as well, so long as they couldn’t be used to rake Cadence’s cock.

Cadence arched her back as her next orgasm hit her a bit by surprise, bellowing out, then clenching her teeth trying hard not to moan so loud at something so horrible. After packing Gabby’s asshole full of spunk, she yanked free again, crawling around to Gabby’s other end, leaving hoof and knee prints in the swirling mix of blood and cum on the floor.

She flipped Gabby over onto her back, paused, then flipped her back onto her stomach, deciding that’d make it easier to break her legs since she could pull them back at more of an unnatural angle.

Gabby’s sobbing sounded more like gargling at this point, but either way the noise was muffled as Cadence rammed her shaft into Gabby’s face. She moaned louder than she meant to as she felt Gabby’s throat convulse in agony around her, the soft spongy flesh where her beak had been feeling so nice and slick against her. She began to ram her hips as hard as she could, partly because it felt so good, partly to get it over with.

She looked down at Gabby’s body, writhing in torture as the agony pulled through her, gagging violently and still looking up at Cadence with a pitiful begging, ‘what did I do wrong?’ look.

Cadence couldn’t stand that look, so managed to pick up a shard of Gabby’s beak, putting it against Gabby’s eye and ramming it into it. Gabby shrieked, sending a wave of wonderful vibration up through Cadence as her eye popped. Cadence rammed it deeper until she couldn’t pull it out again, then did the same with the other, pushing it against the other eye even as Gabby tried to pleadingly shake her head no, blinding her. It was probably for the best that she didn’t have to see anymore after all, and it wasn’t like it was that much more pain in the pit of torment that Gabby was now in.

Cadence felt herself getting close, and tried to hold herself back, since the more sated she was the more difficult it was to ignore what she was doing. She grasped one of Gabby’s hind legs, which kicked and spasmed pitifully as she grasped it, as if even it was begging her to stop. She yanked it back hard, straining until she cracked Gabby’s hip, sending another delightful shiver through the griffon’s body that translated up into Cadence.

Cadence dropped the first leg and pulled back the opposite one, trying not to anticipate the shiver of agony with too much eagerness, then snapping it as well, trembling herself as she felt the wave push up through her. She blasted her third load down Gabby’s throat, what would have once been welcomed only serving to add to the griffon’s pain as it burned at the wound that was now her face.

Cadence grunted as she pulled free, and looked wide-eyed down at what she had done to this innocent creature. Fairly innocent at least; chances are this griffon had murdered at least a cart full of others and been happy about it, but she just seemed so... not evil compared to her fellow vicious killers.

Cadence looked back at Celestia, who she realized was now watching her with interest. Cadence’s repeated hesitations had ensured she was the last to finish. Sunset was curled up in the pile of goo that was once the Mistress of Magic, and Limestone and Maud were nowhere to be seen. Cadence looked at Celestia.

“D-did I do well enough?” she asked, choking on another sob.

“Good enough,” Celestia assured her, “You’ve earned mercy. Go ahead and finish her so I can gobble up her soul.”

“Y-yes Goddess,” Cadence turned back to Gabby.

Gabby shook her head as much as she could as she heard them, even in all that agony she was more afraid of death than she was of her current torment. Cadence sighed, moving around to sit against Gabby’s back, grasping her head in both forelegs even as it continued to shake.

Cadence tried to be fast, but wasn’t that great at snapping necks, so after a full minute of twisting, Gabby was choking but still seemed to be getting air. She let out a frustrated grunt, then just kept twisting it the same way, forcing it around until it cracked, then pulling back, giving a bit of a yelp as it came free and rolled across the floor.

When Cadence looked at Celestia again, the alicorn looked like she was about to spontaneously cream herself. Cadence hated how she looked when she was eating a soul, and it had only became worse since they arrived in this other world where the souls were apparently much more delicious.

Gabby’s soul was especially squirmy; it seemed that the more afraid of death a creature was, the more delightfully their soul thrashed as it was consumed. Celestia yanked Gabby back, making sure to once again do so in a way that let Photo’s camera catch the action. She licked her lips as it was finally gone.

“Ah, Goddess, you are always my favorite to film!” Photo said, “But this one as well, the pink Cadence-looking-thing, she is so graceful and reluctant, I would love to have her model for me again!”

“I should be able to send her over at least a few times before she dies,” Celestia promised. “May I eat your assistants?”

“Of course!” Photo didn’t hesitate, “I should be able to operate the cameras by myself.”

“May I eat you?” Celestia asked.

“Ah yes!” Photo sounded completely enthusiastic, “But please honor me first, so that they can operate the cameras with full efficiency. I want my demise to be well-documented for thousands to enjoy! My only regret, is dat I will not be able to watch it myself!”

Celestia smirked, “And the last council member passes her test, I knew you would.”

Photo bowed. It would have been a mistake for her to say that she knew Celestia wouldn't kill her, but Maud had been right; Celestia was predictable.