Cutie Mark Killers: Fluttershy POV
THE CUTIE MARK KILLERS CONTINUED
Fluttershy stopped, mid trot, in the path leading to the school. With the batch of fresh cookies from Sugar Cube Corner still hanging from her mouth, she saw three little fillies galloping in the distance. She squinted to try to get a better look at the young ponies. Finally they came into focus. It was the Cutie Mark Crusaders, obviously in a hurry to return to their clubhouse.
“What could they possibly be in such a hurry for?” She thought to herself.
With a gentle and sincere smile, the shy pony was on her way to the school again.
A Fluttershy P.O.V
Chapter numero uno: Once Again...
~Moments later~
Fluttershy stood in the pool of thick and darkened red blood, her gaze fixated on the dead schoolteacher, Miss Cheerilee. Her thoughts raced back and forth and her breathing increased until her lungs were so full of air that all she could do is take short, quick breaths. Her delicate hooves began to tremble, causing the lake of blood to ripple. As soon as it calmed, Fluttershy could see her crimson tinted reflection.
"Oh... Kay," she said out loud, "Just once more and that's it!"
With that said, the pegasus pony rushed back to the windows and peeked through the curtains she had closed before to double check that no pony would walk in on her... secret obsession. The coast was clear. She turned back towards the body, her heart beating a mile a minute with excitement. Her usually peaceful eyes now tainted with a hint of mischief. Slowly, she walked towards the dead pony.
She stood over the gore-covered corpse, taking in the smell of iron from the fresh stab wounds that dug oh so deep into Miss Cheerilee’s cold lifeless body. The blood seemed to paint the earth pony a whole new color. This one, Fluttershy preferred. With her front hoof, the necrophilic pony pushed Cheerilee over onto her back. The dead pony’s head fell back, exposing her clean, undamaged neck. Flutter examined the body, starting by her neck, followed by the disembowelled midsection: still oozing with scrambled organs.
Without another moment to spare, Fluttershy violently jumped up and stomped her two front hooves into the bloody mess. She felt around, turning most of the innards into a thick paste as if she were squishing grapes to make wine; and she was. The feeling of the slimy mush caused Fluttershy’s eyes to roll back inside of her head. It felt so good.
She took her bloodstained hooves out of the fleshy wreckage. “Mmmmmh…” The feeling was better than she remembered, but this wasn’t the end.
A few feet away stood a supply cupboard. What could she possibly find in there? With her wings stretched out, Fluttershy hopped over the messy corpse and made her way to the cupboard to see what she could find. So much for being cleaner this time, but at least Cheerilee’s body was still mostly intact.
She opened the door, only slightly, and peeked inside. Reassured that there wouldn’t be any more surprise bodies to fall on top of her. Flutter swung the door open, revealing its contents. There in the corner of the cupboard stood three brooms, various cleaning products, and other useful supplies crowding the shelves. Fluttershy bit her lower lip and looked back at Cheerilee before turning back to the large selection of supplies.
After moments of pondering, she gently closed the door. She carried three brooms and a role of Duct Tape back to her spot next to Cheerilee. Fluttershy’s hoof held down the roll and pulled on the edge of tape with her teeth before ripping it away from the rest. Aligning the three brooms in a parallel formation, she used the tape to tightly hold the three brooms together. That’s right! She had created a tri-dildo.
Fluttershy’s eyes darkened as she clenched her creation tight between her teeth. She lifted it up and made her way to the back of the dead schoolteacher. Her genitals were perfectly exposed for Fluttershy to take her pick between the two holes she could shove the tri-broom-dildo into. Unable to decide, the yellow pegasus pony, with all her force, heaved the massive dildo between Cheerilee’s asshole and vagina. The newly created hole ripped downwards and combined itself with the pony’s vagina as Fluttershy violently thrusted the broom sticks in and out of the lifeless body.
Flutter felt her pussy shiver with anticipation and she knew she would have to take care of that soon before she got too wet. She could already feel her juices start to leak out of her.
Ripping the tri-dildo out of the corpse, Fluttershy dropped the brooms and closed her eyes. “I know no pony can find out, but I can’t resist.” She walked around the body and made her way to Cheerilee’s desk where she had left the box of cookies.
She carried the box of delicious bakeries back to the cadaver and fell into it as though it were a couch. Bits of Cheerilee flew out with the impact and landed on the floor and Fluttershy’s face. She plunged her hoof into the gore and pulled it out. She brought her hoof to her lips and licked it clean. With the other she took care of her wet pussy, her own liquids mixing themselves with the blood.
Hopefully no pony would find her or the mess before she had time to clean up. Flutter knew she had to get out of the school and get back home as soon as possible. For sure she would have to wait a long time before another opportunity like this could arise. Before stuffing the tri-broom back into Cheerilee to lift her upright and put her on display, Fluttershy enjoyed the sweet taste of Sugar Cube Corner cookies dipped in the best sauce in the world…
End of chapter: numero uno. (Sorry if this turns into too much of a trollfic! Hey, I can't help it!)
Necro 4 Lyfe! RNC.
Cutie Mark Killers: Fluttershy POV
Mr Happyface, Lost and Found
A Fluttershy POV
Chapter two: Mr Happyface, lost and found.
Fluttershy was heading towards home after a very eventful morning at Twilight’s library. Her head was high as she trotted along the outskirts of Ponyville. Humming a tune, she touched the edge of a puddle with her hoof and stopped. Fluttershy spread her wings and smiled.
“A hop,” she bent down slightly. “A skip, and a jump!”
With that said she flew over the puddle and landed on the other side.
Fluttershy laughed, “I guess it really was that easy!”
She continued on her path again, watching the scenery go by as her home got closer and closer. It was such a beautiful day. The skies were clear and all of Fluttershy’s songbirds were out to fill the day with their beautiful music.
The Pegasus pony was about to step on the bridge leading to her cottage, when one of her birds flew towards her in a state of panic. This one Fluttershy had met in the Everfree forest not too long ago. He looked worried and flapped his wings in a nervous manner, as if to warn her of something.
“What’s wrong? Slow down please.”
The bird flew down to the ground and caught his breath. With his wing he pointed towards the Everfree forest.
Fluttershy looked towards the forest. “Is something wrong in the forest?”
Over in that same direction, three fillies ran. They ran towards Ponyville.
“Oh my…” said Fluttershy, a little worried.
Her eyes darkened as she observed the crusaders gallop away from the Everfree forest. Her gaze followed them until they were out of sight. What were they doing in there? Fluttershy’s thoughts drifted back to that time at the school with Miss Cheerilee. The Crusaders had been there too; running, just like this.
“Okay little one, fly on back home now.” The bird tilted its head and continued to stare at Fluttershy, worried. “Don’t you worry now, I’ll go take care of it.”
With that said, the bird flew back towards the forest and Fluttershy would have to wait a little longer before she could return home. Hopefully, Angel Bunny wouldn’t mind waiting an extra half hour to eat breakfast.
~The Everfree Forest~
Flutter was no longer scared of the Everfree forest. She had a pretty good idea where the three fillies had been the night before.
“Zecora.” She said out loud.
Along the path to Zecora’s hut, Jimmies rustled in the bushes around her but she didn’t care. A short while later, Fluttershy arrived at the hut’s door. She looked up at the door and took a deep breath before opening it. She peeked inside but it was too dark to see anything but the warm, natural glow of some of Zacora’s potions and herbal mixtures. The Everfree forest sure was a strange place.
Fluttershy slowly entered the hut; she could barely see anything but the shadowy outlines of the vials, cauldron, and various other objects in the room.
“Zecora?” There was a hint of worry in Fluttershy’s voice. She walked forward and stepped on something slippery. “Eeeeeeeek!”
Flutter lost her balance and started slipping all over the floor, her wings flapped and eventually she took flight. Her jumpy reflexes, however, caused her to fly a little too high and she bumped her head on a jar of sleeping fireflies.
The room lit, and as soon as Fluttershy had stopped shaking her head, she opened her eyes. Now she could see what she had slipped on. It was blood and bits of Zecora’s half eaten brain. The cauldron was tipped over not too far away from the dead zebra.
“Oh my!” Her hooves covered her eyes for a quick moment before she slowly peeked over.
What happened here? Who could be murdering these friends of hers? First Miss Cheerilee, now Zecora? Fluttershy landed back on solid ground. It was all very clear now. The Cutie Mark Crusaders. Any regular pony should be sick to their stomachs at the thought of the three innocent fillies going off on a murdering spree, but she hadn’t exactly been good either.
Fluttershy had feared this would happen. That sensation was back, that sickening but desirable sensation was back. This time however, it faded. Confused, but slightly relieved, Fluttershy walked towards the carcass. Flies had started to fly around the cracked opened skull, its contents spilled all over the now stained floor. It was much like an egg.
Upon closer inspection, Fluttershy noticed that something was missing. She leaned forward to get a better look. Yes, the brain was half gone… Or half eaten.
Flashes of Twilight’s niece and Miss Cheerilee pushed themselves into the pony’s mind. She shook her head but they kept coming. They teased her. They tormented her. They excited her. They drove her insane.
“No! No! No!” she brought her head down onto the floor with unrelenting force. “No! No! No! No! NO! This can’t happen again!”
She continued to pound her head on the floor until a warm oozing liquid began to slide down her forehead. Her breathing increased and soon she began to feel lightheaded. The room began to spin and those memories kept haunting her. She fell to the ground with a loud thud. Sound asleep.
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Several hours passed by since she had knocked herself out. The young pegasus slowly opened her eyes. It took a few blinks before the room came into focus – as dark as it was. Fluttershy tried to lift her head but a pounding headache brought her back to the floor. She rolled onto her back and rested her hoof on her bloodstained forehead.
She moaned in pain. Her body felt stiff, but she had to do something about Zecora. The least she could do was protect Sweetiebelle, Scootaloo, and Applebloom, right? Or maybe she just hoped for more ponies to turn up dead to satisfy her unnatural and morbid fetish. The coroners would probably be investigating the unfortunate death of Miss Cheerilee at that very moment, and it wouldn’t be long before everypony started to notice Zecora’s disappearance. After all, she did go shop in the Market every week for supplies.
Fluttershy struggled to get back on her hooves. She clenched her teeth and ignored the pain. She walked to the dead zebra’s body and sorted through the possibilities. Finally, the best option came forth.
Flutter pushed the cauldron upright and took a deep breath. She would have to do this quick before anypony caught her and blamed her for the crime.
“There must be something around here somewhere with a cutting edge.” She trotted around the room and looked through every cabinet. Nothing.
However, it wasn’t long before Fluttershy found Zecora’s supply box. In it, she found a machete. Zecora must have used it to cut through difficult terrain on her never-ending hunt for supplies. It wasn’t very sharp but it would do.
She dropped the machete next to Zecora and gave a slight nod of approval. Fluttershy bent down and bit down on the zebra’s back leg, pulling it towards the cauldron. After a few minutes of struggling, the body was inside the thick metal container. Fluttershy took the machete between her teeth and began to violently hack at the dead zebra’s body. In almost no time at all, legs started to detach from the torso and the neck was almost severed. Blood made its way to the bottom of the cauldron and soon Zecora looked like a zebra soup.
Fluttershy dragged the cauldron out the back door to the swamp. There, she tipped the container over and spilled its contents into the thick, muddy mush. At least here, it would blend in a little more. All she could do now was go back home.
