Twilihgt's Lava Bathroom
The Rise of MechaHitler
Load Full StoryNext ChapterTwilihgt Sparkle cowered before the might of MechaHitler himself, cowering with kippah in hoof.
She trembled before him, smelling of fear and arousal.
She began to plead now screaming for her life as he began to morph into something she never would have expected.
A gas chamber. She began to push into its quiet labyrinthine halls, moving as quickly as she could to escape her fate.
But all was for naught, as the door slammed shut, and a quiet "hiss" filled the air.
She done goof'd. As Twilihgt died of the death gas being pumped passionately quickly throughout the chamber's halls. She scratched,
scratching the scratched walls with her scratched hoovsies. The poor mare was scratched poisoned quickly by the gas, and she met her fate quickly. First, she felt her lady bits lungs burn, as the death gas push throughout her body's systems, much to her pleasure dismay. As her lungs melted, she stopped breathing, but that didn't matter, as the death gas was also torture gas! Thus, it kept her alive long enough to feel every tiny stimulation to her nerves, eating at her sanity, whilst the death/torture gas tore her skin with its magical properties. She could not withstand the excruciating pleasure pain for much longer, but she deserved it, for she had eaten pork at twelve, the disgusting pig(ha, get it?!).
MechaHitler began to change back to his normal, yet still utterly sexys, and well toned terrifying form. This forced Twilihgt to be crusehd, and led to her inevitable demise, which was rightfully delivered by god himself MechaHitler.
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