Author's Note

My first gore story, I am working on 2 other stories but they are not out to the public as of June 16th 2015. Maybe after a while when I figure this sight out, I will upload them. For now, enjoy this story which dives into the minds of the 4 Pie sisters. First is Pinkie Pie, so this is a little lighter than the others soon to come. Thank you and enjoy reading!

Chapter One: Pinkamena Diane Pie

I am Pinkamena. I am resposible for the disappearing a in Ponyville. I do not work alone, as my three older sisters, Inkie, Blinkie, and Minkie Pie all share my hobby. This hobby is baking, more importantly, getting the secret ingredient. What is this ingredient you ask? Why it's none other than sugar, love, and flesh. Pony flesh gathered from our victims.

What I see in the world is a place that needs more joy, but also a place that needs cupcakes baked to perfection. The right ingredients go a long way, and ponies are selected to be that sweet little touch, that extra something, that makes our cakes pop! You may have had some of our products before, never knowing you were possibly eating your best friend, or your sibling. I see the world as a place full of ripe, delicious ponies, ready to be harvested, baked, and sold.

How do I feel when doing this procedure? I feel alive! The blood dribbling down my hooves, the soft hide that I use in my dress, the hollow sounds of an empty skull as I paint and decorate it for display in my basement. Nothing can compare to the rivitting joy and excitement I feel when on the job.

The procedure is simple. Draw a number, find the name for that number, get the pony, tie them up, and wait for them to wake in my basement. For unicorns, I cut their horn before they wake up, as so they don't teleport or stab me with one of my knives. For pegasi I simply wait until they're conscious to cut the wings. Earth ponies, I just go straight to work cutting off their cutie mark once they're awake. After the cutie marks are removed, I place them upside down to dry. I then think of a fun way to entertain my guests, such as the hook game, or electric shocks! After my games, I numb my guest and wait for it to kick in. Sometimes I have to give them some adrenaline to keep them awake so they can see the harvest. Once they are numbed, I cut their torso open to start the harvest. I make jokes of the many organs I pull out. I save the lungs and heart for last, so they can last as long as possible before they fade. Once I'm done with all the organs, I get the lungs out, then the heart and I end the fun.

My share of the cutie marks goes into a dress, wings are sewn on the back so I look like I have many pairs of wings! The horns make a necklace, which makes funny sounds when I walk, like a set if wooden or bone keys!

My play time varies from pony to pony. Weaker ponies last much shorter, but tougher ones can go long while. Although I like to talk, some ponies need to have their dirty little tongues cut off. Bad language and attitude makes for bad tasting cupcakes. Some ponies, however, just get annoying! I end up cutting their tongues if I'm working solo.