Me and my sister Cloudchaser love our little game. It's so much fun to see the fillies and colts play along, even if they don't want to. Oh, right... My name is Flitter, and our little game is called Fun Time Massacre. The game is simple really, we make the little children suffer and they endure it until they finally die. I'll let my sister tell you the rest.
Cloudchaser here and today we've some special little brats ready to suffer in our fun. I can't wait to see how long each lasts. However, I have my doubts it'll be as fun as that time with those four little brats called the Cutie Mark Crusaders but Flitter says she has new games for us so I'll see what happens next. It might be a challenge though because the only one my attention is set on is Thunderlane's brother. Flitter had an idea but I talked her into trying my idea and after explaining it, she happily agreed. Now let's begin!
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"Good night, Button Mash!" Twist walked away from the house, looking back a few times to see Button waving at her. Tonight turned out good for the filly known for being ridiculed for her appearance. She got the opportunity to play video games with Button and seemed to have formed a relationship with the colt, with his mother’s permission of course.
Twist continued her way back home, following the usual path of going past three blocks of houses and then through the park. Normally the park would be easy to traverse but that’s usually during the day. It was night and Twist knew better than to head in the park at night but the fact she was running late meant she had no choice and it was the quickest way home.
She made her way through the park easily thanks to the lamps placed around areas with benches. It gave her a clear view of any pony that might come her way. Of course this only meant the ground was exposed and not the sky around her.
Twist continued her walk through the central part of the park when her ears caught the sounds of laughter. She stopped her movements to try to focus her head in the direction of the laughter. Left, right, up, down, angled; she tried every direction for the sound however she found nothing.
“H-hello…?” Twist walked over to the nearby bench. Being the weird pony compared to her friends, she takes a seat and waits to see if the pony laughing would come into view.
For minutes she sat there waiting, hoping to find anypony making that laughing noise. Minutes turned into hours as midnight rolled around but the sound still continued and it was beginning to frighten the little filly.
“I should be getting home... my mom will kill me if I'm late and... I'm late...” Twist readied herself off the bench when she noticed the laughing getting louder. “H-Hello...Is someone playing a prank on me?!” she said as her nervousness kicked in
The laughter finally ended only to be replaced with, “I’m so hungry right now!”
“Uh... w-who’s there -” Twist shifted around on the bench and watched the two sides of the pathway for signs of anypony “- If you’re hungry then you should go to a store and get something to eat.”
There was a slight chuckle filling the air. “Oh but I’m hungry now and it’s part of a game I’m playing.” the voice said in a moaning, almost devilish way.
“I-I-I like games -” She hopped off the bench and rubbed her right fore hoof “- Where are you? I can’t see you?”
“Oh, you know... here, there, everywhere... but enough of that. You said you like games so you can help me out on this part then.” the voice was now more dark than before but Twist didn’t come to that conclusion like most children.
Her eyes lit up at the invitation of playing a game, forgetting how late it was and how angry her mom would be. “What game is it?” Twist asked.
“It’s a fun game that me and my sister Flitter play when we feel like being in the mood for it. It’s called Funtime Massacre.”
Twist cocked her head in confusion, “Funtime... Massacre. That hardly seems fun to me."
“Oh but you’ll love it once we begin but you have to promise to keep playing once we start. Can you do that?” the voice was now low yet playful.
Twist nodded and the voice started to giggle again. Wings could be heard flapping against the winds as the giggling voice moved in closer and closer. Twist averted her eyes at every direction but lights and benches were only visible. “W-where are you?” Twist’s voice was not hiding how scared she was becoming.
A pegasus wing crept up and slid across the little filly’s back causing the filly to nearly jump out of her skin. Twist quickly turned her head around to see the wing connected to the pegasus known as Cloudchaser. Twist forced a small smile on her face as she looked at Cloudchaser’s face.
“Hi...Miss Cloudchaser -” she looked into Cloudchaser’s starving eyes “- Nice night tonight... huh?” Twist tried to hide her fears of the pegasus but her shaky legs combined with sweat falling off of her was proving the obvious.
“It is” - Cloudchaser flared her wings while posing gracefully, almost as if she was royalty - “ such a nice night for fun and games.”
"Fun... games ...What kind of games? You still haven't told me yet." Twist watched while Cloudchaser folded her wings again.
"Oh right, *giggle* silly me." She settled down and cleared her throat. "Well... you see the game is simple, first I lick you all over, you'll laugh and giggle but then I'll begin to bite you. Hm... Maybe on your flank or muzzle, they're usually the more tender places on a pony."
Twist started shaking as Cloudchaser moved in closer. "L-lick me... all over..."
"Yep, don't worry though, it's nothing sexual. I don't enjoy that but think of it as a taste test."
Twist nearly fell onto her haunches, watching the fear inducing eyeS of Cloudchaser look her up and down. "P-please don't eat me!" Twist pleaded. Tears almost making a puddle around her and her glasses smeared by her hooves; Cloudchaser wanted to laugh at that moment but was too hungry to do the task.
"Oh I won't just yet besides, I'll get to lick you all over like they use to do back in old times. Near the ears, around the flank, on the forehead and between the legs. Nothing will escape my tongue -" Cloudchaser sticks out her tongue "- You'll love it trust me."
Twist's eyes widened and she tried to run away but Cloudchaser grabbed her back hooves with her wings and slammed her into a nearby tree. Before Twist could fully recover from the slam, Cloudchaser pinned her to the tree using her hoof. "Uh uh uh! No running while dirty!"
"Please... d-don't..." Twist's voice became scratchy by Cloudchaser's hoof pressing against her neck. Her eyes locked onto the pegasus' face as she leaned in with her tongue still sticking out. Twist could feel her slimy tongue press against her cheek. Cloudchaser's tongue made stroking motions alongside Twist's cheek, savouring the flavor of the little filly which was a combination of nachos and rancid cheese. Cloudchaser didn't care as she worked her way to the ears.
"You definitely taste better than our first victims." Cloudchaser admitted. She pressed her hoof further against Twist's neck, nearly cutting off her air circulation. "Hm...I wanted to savor you alittle longer but let's face it -" Cloudchaser opened her mouth as wide as she could and bit down onto the filly's muzzle. Twist's screams were unable to fully come out as Cloudchaser's teeth forced past more and more muscle and nerves. Skin gave way with blood trickling from the gaps inbetween the teeth.
Twist flailed her hooves as hard as she could but Cloudchaser was stronger and smarter. Anticipating her newest victim's approach to freeing herself, Cloudchaser removed her mouth from the now broken muzzle and removed her hoof from Twist's neck. She fell onto the ground with blood leaking from the wounds on her muzzle and nostrils. "Uh... this isn't fun...*cough*"
Watching the filly try to get back up caused the pegasus to laugh. "Oh Celestia, this is too much -" She forces her hoof down on Twist's back and crushes a few bones within the spinal area "- I. JUST. WANT. TO. HAVE. FUN -" With each word she said, she crushed a bone within Twist. From her neck to her back hooves, every bone was gradually shattered under the force of Cloudchaser's brutality. "- You're just like the fillies I've caught before and I love it so much!"
Twist attempted to move her fractured body with the only hoof she had still functioning. "I have to get away..." Twist thought as her hoof made it to the edge of the grass behid the line of bushes.
"Ooh, seeing you try to escape is making me feel so happy -" Cloudchaser slowly walked over to the frail Twist "- It's a feeling that you will never get a chance to feel but don't worry -" He left wing extends and grabs Twist's legs "- You'll be making me feel happy -" Twist reaches out towards the bushes as Cloudchaser dragged her back, licking her lips in anticipation. "I've been hungry all night and you'll do just nicely..."
"I want my mommy!"
Cloudchaser flung her back to the tree as hard as she could. The groan and blood splattering cough from the filly made Cloudchaser even more happy. "I'm so happy right now I could get off just from this!"
"P-please... let me *Coughs* g-go..."
Cloudchaser shook violently. She wanted the to have her fun but the filly's pleading was starting to annoy her more than normal. "Perhaps it's just me being hungry but perhaps I can persuade you differently to enjoy our fun together." She said with a seductive tone.
"Wha?" Twist whimpered out before coughing up blood.
"You recall when I said about the happy feeling you'll never get to feel?" Cloudchaser leaned close to the filly's ear and gave it a slow, pleasurable lick. "Well looks like you'll have the opportunity to feel that way afterall."
Author's Note
Implied rape warning
CMC Parter - Scootaloo
"Piece of shit!" Cloudchaser shouted angrily. "No one loves you not even your mom!"
The now broken filly laid there, whimpering and gasping for air as her assailant repeatedly struck her stomach. Purple bruises deepening in color each time they were struck. Her wings half way across the floor with only a trail of splattered blood to connect them.
Scootaloo's left eye, her only good eye looked at Cloudchaser's wide grin. The same grin she saw everyday for months now. The same grin that took her away from her home and down into this cellar. Her mind only registering the dark empty walls of her cage and the purple tint of the mare puncturing her intestines and lungs.
"Your mother literally dumped you onto us to forget you existed!"
Scootaloo would normally protest and even prove her wrong but her throat was too sore to even cough. Whimpering was her only form of speaking now and even that pained her to no end. Everything about her was broken, from bones to tissue. Nothing was able to relieve Scootaloo of the misery she was enduring.
Cloudchaser eventually stopped her actions and trotted over to the corner of the room. Only her flank was visible as she rummaged through what sounded like a bag. "Where the fuck is it?! Where, where, where!?"
Scootaloo just watched on as Cloudchaser stomped her hoof in anger. She opened her mouth to take in air but was met the horrible taste of blood escaping her mouth. It didn't seem to hold much to her though, her mind and body were broken beyond repair but deep inside she knew it was far from over.
Cloudchaser finally pulled away from the bag and leaped in the air with glee. An odd shaped weapon clutched in her hooves. It was round at the tip and sparkling red in color. It was definitely larger than even Cloudchaser's hooves but light as well.
"You know you little shithead.. I may have broken you but we're far from done because I still haven't broken everything." Cloudchaser licked her lips at Scootaloo and smiled. "Congratulations Scootaloo.. you're gonna graduate into a mare today~"
