Altar Games

The two pegasi flew over and landed face to face on the altar about a foot apart. Twilight looked on with interest, covertly getting ready to hoof-rub herself in a professional manner.

They began to feel little tingles. Rainbow purred and quivered ever so slightly, but didn’t allow herself to loosen up. They just stared at each other with an iron glare.

Rainbow flexed her wings for a moment, feeling the erotic areas near their base already being molested. Not finding any particular relief, she folded them back again.

“I could do this all day, this is nothing,” said Rainbow.

“You’re trying to keep a straight face,” scoffed Spitfire.

“At least you can see my face! You’re hiding your panic behind those shady sunglasses. This would be harder for you if you could look me in the eyes.”

Spitfire gave Rainbow a deadpan expression, took off her glasses, folded each arm slowly, and set them aside. “See? I don't need them.”

Upon seeing Spitfire’s threatening display of confidence, Rainbow bit her lower lip and broke into a cold sweat.

Spitfire eyed Rainbow in all her colorful splendor. Seeing her in front of her like this, potentially minutes away from dying, was very arousing. Watching her squirm sent excited thrills down her spine and caused a bit of cruelty to surface within her mind.

“I see you’re getting a little wet down there, Dash, aren’t you?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Spitfire gave Rainbow bedroom eyes and continued to tease, “Have you ever imagined me licking at your sopping wet cunt?”

Rainbow looked caught off guard and blushed profusely. “Um… maybe…”

Spitfire looked stern. “Well, it’s never going to happen. I just find it adorable that you have such cute little delusional fantasies.”

Rainbow frowned and bit her tongue. The seconds passed and the tension increased.

Rainbow felt desperate and decided to stop trying to hide it. “Spitfire, the game wasn’t meant to go on for this long, it isn’t safe! We should call it a draw.”

Spitfire grinned wickedly. “Poor little Dashie, looking for any excuse to bail out early. How are you going to be able to live this one down?”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Forget the draw, I’m staying.”

Hearing that made Spitfire smile to herself; Rainbow had always been so easy to manipulate. She looked at Rainbow's body through lust-filled eyes as if she were her prey, her hunger growing by the second. She knew she wanted to have her, to own her. “You’re going to be mine, Rainbow Dash, I can’t wait.”

Rainbow was taken aback. “That's crazy for you to say! I’ve offered to be yours in the past and you turned me down.”

“Oh, Dash, take a look at my body." She rubbed her hooves up and down her torso and articulated every word that followed, "My... smoking... hot... body... You’re not worthy enough to lick the soles of my hind hooves.”

“I… I… I can’t believe you. I thought we were friends.” Rainbow sighed exasperatedly. “This is getting abusive and creepy. I’m… not staying much longer. ”

Spitfire hungrily looked at Rainbow and wondered what she would do with her corpse once she has it. She could preserve it and put it behind a glass display case at the academy, with a plaque that reads "NOT WORTHY TO BE A WONDERBOLT". It was the most satisfying thing that Spitfire could think of and she didn’t even care how wrong and unusual it was for her to think like this. She just HAD to keep Rainbow in the game no matter what.

Along those lines, she had an idea. “Rainbow, let’s make things a little more interesting.”

“Uh… I don’t think I’m… interested.”

“If you hang in there and you manage to win, I will make you an official Wonderbolt.”

Rainbow looked excited. “Oh my gosh… I guess I…” The spark left her eyes as she realized that Spitfire was tormenting her. “...I don’t know.” Tears began to well up as she knew she was being emotionally manipulated.

“Oh come on, Rainbow... Fuck it, if you win I’ll go on one date with you. Just stay in the game.”

Rainbow began to sob a little. “All right… since this is so important to you, I'll stay. If I don't make it out of this... I just... I just want you to know that I've always... loved you and looked up to you.”

"Daaaw, that's really cute." Spitfire leaned forward and affectionately licked up Rainbow's tears.

Spitfire looked Rainbow up and down, admiring the body she thought she was about to have. It was so tone, so athletic; there was so many things that she was going to do with it. Suddenly, she got distracted from her reveries by a mind-boggling need for sexual release.

Spitfire dumbly looked down at her nethers, noticing that she was very, very close to orgasm, her awareness of the danger finally registering. As she felt fear and self-preservation kick in, she looked at Rainbow in distress, causing her to stare back in confusion.

She was going to have to chicken out very soon or die. She was too important to die, but she would never choose to ruin her own reputation by dating a pushover like Rainbow Dash and allowing her to become a Wonderbolt without going through the proper procedures. Everypony would think that she had gone soft.

Spitfire inadvertently started moving her hips in a rhythm that felt natural. She realized that she desperately needed to find a way to stymie the pleasure. A few unsuccessful attempts later it was already too late—she was a dead mare.

Her orgasm began and her cutie mark started to fade. She made eye contact with Rainbow, her eyes getting teary. “I DON'T WANT TO DIE!” she cried in pathetic desperation, as if Rainbow could do anything about it. The orgasm wouldn't end, though, until she allowed her soul to be consumed. She could feel it being aggressively tugged at through her spasming pussy. She tried to resist but it only caused more friction and pressure to build up, making her scream like a little filly. Before long, she froze in shock and could no longer offer any resistance. Her joints locked and she convulsed violently while a massive amount of cum pooled under her. Her dead body collapsed forward on the altar with its cutie mark completely gone.

As soon as she fell, Rainbow launched herself off the altar like a rocket and slammed into the far wall. Her heart pounding, she desperately tried to control her breathing all the while feeling the orgasm that had nearly cost her life begin to subside ever so slowly.

“Phew… that was close! Oh my Celestia, I think Spitfire is dead! Uh… what are you doing over there?”

Twilight jerked her hoof away from under her. “N-nothing!”

“Why is your hoof wet?”

“Um, I must have stepped in Spitfire’s drool from when she was eyeing all over you.”

“Well that’s disgusting, go wash it away.”

Twilight wiped her hoof on Spitfire’s vest, pretended to check for a pulse and heartbeat, and concluded, “She is dead, just as the book describes… which means, Rainbow, that you've won fair and square. How does it feel?”

She started doing an aerial flip but then suddenly halted. “I dunno Twi, It feels awesome but still wrong in a way. When I saw that she was having her last moments, I was so happy that I was going to live I was almost in shock; it was the biggest rush I’ve ever experienced! I may have enjoyed turning the tables on her a little too much, I think? I just can’t believe somepony I looked up to so much is now dead.”

Twilight tried to comfort the unsure pegasus. “Come on Rainbow, you’ve risen above your own role model. Just think… when you were still young, Spitfire would never have even spoken to you because you were just a face in the crowd. You always wanted an intimate moment with your hero, but you’d be lucky to get an autograph.”

Rainbow considered this. “I never imagined it would be like this, but I’ve finally shared a deep moment between me and my hero, just like I always wanted.”

“Exactly, there couldn’t be anything more intimate than her death throes. Now your hero’s body lies before you, her consent given as part of the terms of the game, to use her body in any way you see fit. You’ve completely earned this right.”

“You know what, I think you are right, Twi! This is my greatest achievement and her body is my prize.”

Twilight grabbed Spitfire’s body off of the altar and laid it belly-up on the floor. Spitfire’s face was frozen in a mixture of wide-eyed fear and orgasmic contortion.

Standing over the body on all fours, Rainbow asked, “What do I do now?”

Twilight chuckled, “You know what you’d like to do, don’t ask me. Let your wild fantasies run free~”

“Well, I’m not sure I’m comfortable with this, what if everypony finds out what I’ve done?”

“Come on, we are partners in crime now. I will not tell anypony what happened here; this is off the books.”

“We’ve always been best friends, Twilight, I know I can trust you, it’s just that...”

Twilight interrupted, touching Rainbow’s cheeks softly, “Dawww, I know you too well and you cannot hide your true feelings from me. Go fuck your hero’s corpse like I know you want to.”

“Well, I suppose there’s nothing wrong with me doing some stuff to her; I’ve never even kissed her before and now she won't be turning me down.” Rainbow started making out passionately with Spitfire’s lips.

Noticing that Spitfire's eyes were still wet, she couldn’t resist licking up the salty tears. After making out with her for a few minutes, Dash exclaimed “Ah, to heck with it!” She removed the tie and unbuttoned the shirt, licking down her chest and sensually suckling at her hard crotch nipples.

Rainbow then turned her attention to Spitfire's legs and caressed her hoofies. “She said I wasn’t worthy to lick the soles of her hind hooves…” she moaned between hoof-licks, “she would find this so humiliating.”

She worked her lips up to the moist inner thighs, sampling the warm juices, but then hesitated.

Twilight assured her, “I don’t see why you shouldn’t lick her pussy dry, you’re just cleaning her up after all. Besides, it’s your grand prize: something that she never would give you access to in a million years!”

Needing no further encouragement, Rainbow moved on to the nether regions and lapped up the sweet nectar, almost tasting the pleasure that had lingered with her deathgasm. “It’s yummier than I ever imagined,” Rainbow said through tears of happiness.

Rainbow felt weird sensations in her head and nether regions, which caused her to look down and notice that she was rapidly growing a stallion cock. “Whoa, thanks Twilight! Having a cock will make bucking her so much ease… wait a second, you want me to desecrate her body?”

“She would do the exact same thing to you and you know it. Besides, having a new sex organ for the first time would probably drive anypony crazy, as they would never have learned to control and condition their carnal urges.”

"Yeah, you’re right about that. I’m going to go all the way, no more holding back."

She inserted her cock into Spitfire's warm dead pussy and commenced thrusting, clutching Spitfire's mane and hungrily making out with her lips.

Rainbow felt breathless from the exertion of fucking her so hard. She whispered laboriously, "Look who’s… on top… Spitfire…. you're... fucking... fucked... Make no mistake… who’s using you… I... Rainbow Dash... am fucking... fucking... you.”

She used her cock for all it was worth, rushing towards her first climax, not knowing what it would feel like. It didn't take long for her to cum hard inside the corpse, screaming “FUCK YES!” as she came. Rainbow lulled and panted in the afterglow of one of her most pleasurable sexual experiences ever.

Twilight applauded with another wet hoof. “Good show, Rainbow.”

“Thanks,” she replied between pants, “So… I wonder what I should do next?”

“Are you hungry to eat right now?”

“I haven’t eaten since this morning and I’m starving... why?”

“You said her pussy was yummy?”

“No way… I can’t do that Twi! That would be extraordinarily gory and sickening.”

Hearing that, Twilight got really pissed. “If you’re going to be such a pussy, you can step outside and I will cook up Spitfires clit for you. You can have a cunt steak, cooked meat is absolutely fine, isn’t it?"

Rainbow was caught off guard by the sudden outburst. “O-ok, good, cunt steak you say? I guess it’s not a bad idea as long as it’s well done.” Rainbow nuzzled and licked Spitfires clit, giving it a tentative bite. “Oh yes!~ Indeed, this would taste very good cooked. Alright, do it!”

Once Rainbow stepped outside, Twilight got out one of the ceremonial daggers hanging on the wall to cut out Spitfires cunt, seasoning it and cooking it over Zecora’s fire pit. When Rainbow returned, she sat on a chair at a small table, Spitfire's body propped on a chair across from her, a look of shock still on her face. Twilight walked over and set down a platter that was closed with a lid.

“Good news, everything came out intact and, as a bonus, her pussy has all of her orgasms encoded into it’s cellular structure. I’ve cast a spell to allow you to access all of her orgasmic memories through what it tastes like.” She removed the lid slowly, “Here you go, this is the best dish you’ll ever have in your life Dashie!”

Rainbow breathed in the aroma. “Oh my gosh... this is the most personal and intimate part of my hero's body.”

"Indeed, this is a very high quality piece of meat as Spitfire has spent her whole life caring for it, protecting it, and pleasuring it. It has only ever rubbed up against the highest quality stallion meat, every orgasm she ever had is contained within, and it's all yours to consume utterly."

"I'm ready, here goes..." Rainbow used her hooves to gently part the cunt lips to get into the center, her head leaning forward to take a bite of the soft inner flesh of the clitoris area. She moaned in delight. "So... tasty..." Rainbow felt a serene glow in her body and the orgasmic memories of Spitfire’s sex life washed over her.

Twilight watched her eat it in her usual morbid fascination. "I'm so glad you got what you always wanted, Rainbow Dash."

Rainbow finished eating. "That was satisfying, but what do I do with the rest of her body?"

"Why don't you keep it in your room at your cloud house? You'll go from having Spitfire merchandise to having Spitfire's very own corpse."

"That's a great idea, but won't her corpse decompose and fall through the floor once the pegasus magic wears off?"

"Nope! While you were gone, I used my magic to preserve the corpse; it will be as fresh, warm, and magical as the moment she died. And in case you were wondering, your cock will disappear by morning. Have fun while it lasts!"

Dash hoisted the body over her back, exclaiming, "Oh gee, I was wondering if that cock will be a problem. Thank you for everything, Twilight!"

"No problem, I love to help my friends. Visit us anytime!"