What were they doing now? Oh gods, now those idiots from Crystal Academy were walking around Twilight Sparkle singing a song. Sunset Shimmer sighed and face-palmed, then rubbed her forehead as she watched them. She couldn’t pick up what they were singing, but she knew that usually when songs were sung, stuff happened. And this was the final event of the Friendship Games, which if she had learned anything from her other experiences, would probably end with a narrowly-averted world-ending.
She started to hold back and wait where she was standing, not wanting to be too hasty, but then it occurred to her. If stuff was about to happen, maybe she could prevent it if she jumped in before they even finished singing their stupid villain song. With a determined look on her face, Sunset walked away from the Canterlot team, heading across towards the opposing team instead.
“Uh Sunset?” Applejack asked, “Where ya goin’?”
“They haven’t started the time yet, Sunset.” Rainbow Dash added.
But Sunset ignored them. In fact, when she saw Twilight slowly walking out into the open herself, pulling the magic capture device from around her neck, Sunset broke into a run. As she came closer to Twilight, she could hear what the girl was singing. It was then that she realized that she had to end this now before Twilight turned into a she-demon and started blowing things up.
“Imagine all I’ll learn from setting it fr-,“ Twilight sung, before suddenly being cut off.
“Hey Twilight!” Sunset yelled, “Why don’t you slip into something more comfortable? Like a coma!”
Sunset took a flying leap and streaked towards Twilight. She swung her fist hard as she was landing, smashing right through the magic capture device, sending it clattering to the ground as Sunset’s fist slammed squarely against Twilight’s face. The magic device sizzled at having been partially activated only to stop, bursting in half with a loud crack. Twilight, no longer singing, was sent flying backward before she landed on the pavement herself, eyes dizzy and unfocused from the sudden impact.
Her friends’ magic began to return to them, the dazzling colors and magical symbols distracting the crowd. The area around Sunset and Twilight lit up brightly with energy as the magic emptied from the magic capture device, and while Sunset seemed to ignore this, it ensured no one would see what she did to Twilight right away.
Sunset looked down at Twilight laying there on the pavement. Twilight was covering her bleeding nose with both hands, eyes wide in shock as they looked up to Sunset’s tense eyes. Sunset couldn’t feel pity for her though. After seeing her gather their magic and suddenly try to blast everyone with it, Sunset was sure this Twilight was secretly evil and only putting on an innocent act. After all, it seemed unlikely that any version of Twilight would be stupid enough to be evil on accident. No, it was more likely that a version of Twilight might be evil, and the last thing they needed was a recurring villain making up new devices to be a pain in their necks.
Just as Twilight opened her mouth to speak, Sunset brought down a knee onto Twilight’s gut, the purple girl moaning in pain instead as the wind was knocked out of her. Twilight opened her mouth again, but this time she was interrupted by Sunset’s fist slamming down on her right between the eyes. Twilight’s head slammed down against the pavement, one lens of her glasses shattering from the impact.
Sunset held around Twilight’s neck with her left hand, squeezing as much as she could, then repeatedly pummeled Twilight’s face with her right fist. Twilight gagged, her nose breaking with a sickening crack. Twilight’s efforts to block Sunset’s rage with her arms was all for naught, the impact either brushing them out of the way or just slamming Twilight’s own hand against her face.
Sunset finally ceased, her knuckles bruised from the repeated use. For a moment she just caught her breath, looking down at Twilight. Twilight’s hands moved now to Sunset’s left hand, still around Twilight’s neck, trying to pull her off. Twilight’s eyes were still wide with shock, tears now drooling from each side of her face. Her face looked like it had caught on fire and got put out with a hammer. She looked up at Sunset again, seeing the rage still in Sunset’s glare, possibly even more than before.
“Sunset,” Twilight begged, barely able to breathe enough to speak, and cringing as if she expected Sunset to start punching again, “I’m sorry for the trouble I caused! I won’t ever be any trouble for you again!”
“No you won’t be,” Sunset stated simply.
“N-nono!” Twilight caught on very quickly, “You don’t need to kill me! I’ll go away I swear! You don’t have to do this… oh gods please don’t kill me!!”
“Drop the act, bitch,” said Sunset coldly, “”And DIE.”
“No wait- SOMEBODY HE---“ Twilight tried to scream.
But her air was cut off completely as Sunset’s right hand joined her left around Twilight’s throat, fingernails digging into Twilight’s skin, feeling like she was being suddenly stabbed with tacks. Twilight’s own nails were neatly trimmed, which didn’t do her much good when trying to pull Sunset’s hands away from her neck. She pulled at them weakly, then tried a few pathetic punches back at Sunset, her legs pinned by Sunset and unavailable for kicking.
The reality really sunk in for Twilight. She was about to die and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her only means of defense now was to weakly hold Sunset’s hands in her own and to look up at Sunset’s angry expression, Twilight’s own eyes begging for mercy that Sunset had no interest in giving.
Twilight’s chest heaved as her lungs tried pointlessly to pull in breathe, feeling the world go cold and dark around her. Twilight’s arms finally dropped to her sides, giving up resistance at all as her face turned even more purple than usual. For a minute she just patiently waited for her own death, which came for her soon enough. Her body went through one last heavy shiver like a deathgasm ripping through her, her thoughts convulsing in an effort to not cease, and then she was gone.
Sunset saw that Twilight had gone still, but kept squeezing her throat for a bit longer to be sure. She slowly pried her fingers away, ready to clench again if Twilight drew breathe, but there was no need. Twilight just stared upwards with a wide-eyed ‘what the fuck is going on’ expression now frozen on her face forever.
“That should shut down her little experiments nicely,” Sunset panted.
Sunset’s assault of Twilight had become an act of murder, but she didn’t care by this point. The sudden spout of violence had really tweaked at Sunset’s own inner evil. As she stared down into Twilight’s wide open eyes, she realized how absolutely amazing this felt. And the amazing feeling wasn’t just relief or pride for her victory; Sunset also felt herself getting a bit moist between the thighs. Okay, a lot moist.
So completely lost in the moment, Sunset began to forget she was in public at all. She ripped open Twilight’s Crystal Prep uniform, buttons snapping off and rolling away on the pavement. She felt her hands against the Twilight’s freshly-minted corpse, still pliable and warm to the touch, but devoid of breath and heartbeat. She slid her hands up from Twilight’s belly to her neck and then back again, then settled on her breasts.
Sunset always had a thing for Twilight, the other Twilight at least, and this was close enough to get her going. Her hands fondled Twilight’s breasts, squeezing them, pushing them up and down before mashing them together, enjoying how the flesh gave against her fingers. She leaned forward and kissed Twilight as she continued to grope, Sunset pushing Twilight’s limp tongue around in her mouth before pulling back and licking the blood from her own lips.
This was fantastic. She could do whatever she wanted to Twilight’s body without having to worry about what this Twilight thought about it, or about giving her the impression that she was the Twilight that Sunset had the hots for. Anything she wanted…
By this point Sunset’s cunt sap drooling from her and causing her panties to stick against her flesh. Her public location further and further from her mind, Sunset tugged her shorts down, pushing them until they were around her ankles. At the same time she used her other hand to pull one of Twilight’s shoes off. As she tried to quickly relieve Twilight of her shoes and socks, tossing them aside, her first hand tugged down her panties as well. There was an audible slurp as she pulled the wet fabric away from her sopping cunt lips, but by this time Sunset was so excited that she just yanked until they ripped right off her, tossing the torn panties to the side with Twilight’s shoes and socks.
Sunset had a weakness for feet, and Twilight’s were to die for… or perhaps to kill for. She picked up both feet in her hands, taking a deep breath before running her tongue against the sole of each, licking off sweat. She then took a moment to slurp at Twilight’s toes, one at a time, smacking loudly as she nursed each one for a few seconds.
Sunset’s pussy was now practically churning for attention, so she knelt at Twilight’s feet, pulling them up onto her knees. She bit her lip as she massaged Twilight’s feet with one hand, the other sliding down her own belly and pushing her labia apart with three fingers. There was a lewd squish as she pushed them in knuckle-deep, then began to work them around inside herself, making plenty more wet noises.
Oh all the things she was going to do to this corpse…
“Sunset! What the hell are you doing!?” came Celestia’s voice suddenly from the stands.
“Holy fucking shit Sunset!” Rainbow’s voice matched her, “Why the hell are you fingering yourself?”
It appeared that the magical glow surrounding Sunset and Twilight had finally faded enough for the crowd to see what was going on, and what was going on had most of them slack-jawed and wide-eyed. There was Sunset, massaging the feet of the very dead looking Twilight while rubbing one out in celebration of her kill, apparently.
In an instant, Sunset was brought back to reality and remembered that she was, in fact, doing this in public, and now that the magic faded her disturbing act was visible to all. Yeah, it was going to take more than a ‘sorry’ and some tears to fix this one. This time she had damaged something that couldn't be fixed with mortar and bricks. Oh yes. Her ass was going to prison.
Then again, if she was already going to prison for murder, she may as well enjoy it as much as she could, right? It wasn’t like they could charge her with more murder if she had a bit of fun with the corpse. In fact, she realized, this was her only way out. She had to get so freaky with Twilight’s body that everyone would think she was under the influence of dark magic.
So in response to being called out, Sunset didn’t even slow down her masturbating, keeping her three fingers knuckle deep as they worked about inside her.
“You're right Rainbow,” Sunset said, “Why am I just masturbating when I could be grinding my sopping wet cunt on my fresh kill?”
Sunset finally pulled her fingers free, pulling her pants and boots off as quickly as she could, leaving her bottomless other than her own pink socks. She pulled Twilight’s glasses off and tossed them aside; it wasn’t as if she’d need them anymore. She then turned herself around to straddle Twilight’s head, sitting her horny slit right onto Twilight’s face.
She moaned as she started to grind on Twilight’s face, Sunset’s happy-fun hole drooled with her juices, her secretions literally pooling in Twilight’s mouth and wide-open eyes. The sound of her labia and clit flicking against Twilight’s nose on each pass was rather loud now, especially audible due to the sudden shocked silence.
She picked up Twilight’s feet again, pulling them up to her face. She suckled on each again, this time sliding her tongue between Twilight’s still toes to make sure she licked every square inch that she could. She then lapped the bottom of the foot eagerly, leaving a glistening layer of saliva there as well.
Sunset kept expecting to be pulled off of the corpse and possibly beaten into being one herself, but it didn’t happen even as she moved from one foot to the other, giving the second foot the same erotic treatment, suckling each toe, running her tongue all over, and lapping it clean. Apparently no one as of yet had the guts to approach the clearly psychotic girl humping a fresh corpse. Even Spike was still just staring in shock as he watched his dead master’s body get desecrated. This was the best awkward silence ever.
“S-somebody stop her!” Luna finally called out over the microphone.
“We have to save Twilight!” Cadence added, running down the stands, but then pausing, questioning herself if she wanted to go anywhere near that. The answer, she realized, was no.
“Hate ta say,” said Applejack, “But pretty sure she’s beyond our help right now.”
“But why is she doing that?” Fluttershy was in tears, covering her face.
“She must be under the control of dark magic!” decided Rarity, “Everyone, stay away from her lest it infect you as well! We’ll take care of this.”
The remaining ‘mane 5’ gathered around Sunset and Twilight, each of them having their own special reaction. Applejack was trying to look, thinking it might be needed to undo the ‘spell’, but was having trouble making herself do so. Rainbow had less trouble, mainly because she couldn’t take her wide-eyed stare off of it if she wanted to. Rarity looked like the might vomit at any second, starting to cry, while Fluttershy was already sobbing so hard that you would have thought they lost the other Twilight. And Pinkie was… well she just stood in her position with a calm look and a slight smile, as if nothing was amiss.
On the plus side, they were all already ‘ponied up’ from the initial blast of magic from the magic capture device as they regained their elements, so at least there wasn’t going to be another annoying transformation sequence.
Sunset ignored them, knowing that it would help her case when she claimed the influence of dark magic. All she had to do was wait for them to do something flashy, then slump, stagger back to her feet, and pretend to be horrified and surprised. For the time being she ground her hips more firmly on Twilight’s face, actually feeling her inner muscles tighten with each stroke, coming up on her climax. The act of doing this so shamelessly in front of so many people was such a turn on, she wasn’t going to be able to hold it in for long. She just hoped no one tackled her before she was done.
As the group gathered around Sunset and Twilight, they could hear the lewd, moist sound of her pussy working against Twilight’s dead face, not to mention the greedy smacking as she continued to suckle on Twilight’s toes one at a time, rolling her eyes back at the taste. The team started to hold hands, but then realized that would put them close enough to Sunset to literally feel the wind off her enthusiastic hip thrusts. They backed off a bit, just sort of holding their hands out in the general direction of the person to either side of them.
“All right, what we need to do is-“ Rainbow started to take charge.
She was cut off by a sudden flash from behind her, then saw Photo Finish move up next to her to get several close-ups of what Sunset was doing. She even went to the extent of getting a close-up shot of Sunset’s pussy rubbing against Twilight’s face, Sunset helpfully moving her hips so Photo had enough light for the shot.
It helped that Photo apparently had very good timing, Sunset finally climaxing as she was getting the close-up of her convulsing cunt, drenching Twilight’s wide-eyed stare with another layer of sticky cream that drooled down the sides of her face and onto her neck. Sunset arched her back, her moan muffled by one of Twilight’s big toe, and rolled her eyes back as she rode the bliss. Afterward, she didn’t even slow her movements, continuing her grind even as her corpse-loving cunt became more sensitive.
“Is this REALLY the time?” Rainbow shouted loudly over Sunset’s orgasm.
“It is always time for da magicks!” Photo answered simply.
Photo calmly wiped the lens clean of splattered cunt honey before continuing, getting a few close-ups of toe suckling. Sunset kept on rolling her hips and suckling at feet, but got a bit more posy, smiling for the camera and even raising one hand into a ‘peace’ sign for a shot.
“Photo,” Applejack face-palmed, “Not EVERYTHANG is something that should be photographed. Some things just… just ain’t!”
Applejack growled at Pinkie, who looked suspiciously like she was going to start posing with Sunset and Twilight too, motioning for her to get back in formation. Pinkie grinned sheepishly and moved back to her position.
“Stop it this instant!” Rarity looked even more like she might vomit. “What would you even do with such photos?!” She then leaned over as Photo stood next to her taking a shot, whispering in her ear, “See me later; I want a copy and can pay.”
Photo nodded in response to Rarity, then continued her task. Rarity looked about shifty-eyed to make sure no one but Photo heard her.
“Photo Finish,” Celestia finally said over the microphone, “Step. Away. From. The… the event, immediately.”
Photo huffed, but shrugged and indeed backed away, fitting a zoom lens to her camera and taking the images from further back.
“Now, as I was SAYING,” Rainbow continued, “Let’s rock this with the power of friendship!”
Nothing.
“Maybe we have to sing a song?” quietly suggested Fluttershy.
Well a song sounded like a great idea to Sunset as well. The happy murderer was still shivering violently as if she never quite came down from her climax; it was like creaming herself in front of her itself was so arousing that she was more horny that before after doing so. A song was just what could get rid of some of that pent up energy, so she raised her voice and started:
“I might have been out of whack. I’m sorry about the sudden attack, but that was the only way our love could grow.”
“Because of you we were really downed, but now you’re lying on the ground. So I will see how kinky this can go!”
“Watch out! She's singing!” screeched Rarity, as if Sunset had just pulled out a machine gun.
“It’s worse than we thought!” Rainbow gritted her teeth, “Come on every pony!”
The five began to sing their own song, which they all of course sang in perfect time with one another despite having never sung it together. That’s just the way singing works after all. Cause magic.
“What you’re doing is disgrace, so pry your cunt right off her face. When we are together we can show,”
“Fucking a corpse is really gross, come back to good you are so close. That is all you really need to know.”
“You’re worse at singing than Twilight is at living,” called out Sugarcoat from the crowd.
“What… the fuck… is going on,” Principal Cinch’s shock finally faded enough for her to put in her two bits, “Cease defiling my prize student immediately!”
“Shut up Cinch!” Sunset shouted back, “Or your ass might get jealous of all that shit spewing out of your mouth!”
Cinch almost took a step forward in anger, but couldn’t get herself to actually get close. Cadence giggled a bit at Cinch before quickly getting herself under control and returning to her ‘this is awful’ face.
This was going so well, that Sunset figured she may as well up the stakes. She pulled up Twilight’s skirt, reaching one hand down to grasp at her panties, clenching them and tearing them off. She tossed them aside and they landed on Pinkie’s face.
“Ohhh, our Twilight’s panties don’t have these neat little hearts all over them,” Pinkie observed before a stiff breeze blew them off her face. “Which is ironic since our Twilight’s probably a lot easier. Mostly due to my influence.”
“I guess you’re not all bad,” admitted Sunset to Twilight, rather loud and shamelessly, “You have a hot little purple pussy at least.”
Sunset forced Twilight’s leg’s further apart, sliding her hands over the dead girl’s slit. She spread out Twilight’s labia, moving her head down next to it and smiling as Photo Finish got a shot of it through her nifty zoom lens. As gay as she was for Twilight, the other Twilight at least, Sunset wasn’t entirely sure about performing cunnilingus on a corpse. That didn’t matter though; she was ‘possessed’ after all. She lowered her head down and took a long lick up one side and down the other before pushing her tongue between the still-pliable lips. She positioned herself to leave Twilight’s drenched face alone for a bit, instead started to grind her pussy against the bottom of Twilight’s foot.
“Oh no,” Fluttershy cringed, “I think the curse is getting worse!”
“We need our instruments and we need em now!” Rainbow declared.
Luckily they had their instruments close-by, just in case a world shattering event occurred during the final contest, and it appeared that was exactly what had happened, but they still had to run and get them. The five ran as fast as they could, leaving Sunset alone (relatively speaking) with Twilight’s corpse and allowing Photo Finish to take a few more close-ups.
Sunset dragged her tongue thoughtfully into Twilight’s rapidly cooling fun hole, not surprisingly finding Twilight’s hymen still intact, before sitting up and looking at the audience. She smiled, spreading Twilight’s pussy as if putting it on display.
“Hey everyone, she’s a virgin,” Sunset spoke to the crowd “If I had a dick, I’d be balls deep in this cadaver-cunt, but… I sadly don’t.” Her grin became sadistic, “Any of you that do have dicks want a go at her? I mean it’s too late for her to not die a virgin, but hey… virgin cunt is virgin cunt right? You better come get it while she’s still a little warm!” She finished in a singsong voice as if she was offering candy to a child. “And hey! It doesn’t HAVE to be a guy, I’m not above making this a necro-dyke threesome.”
She waited for a response, another awkward silence taking the crowd. Of course Sunset didn’t actually expect anyone to take the offer, and she was already formulating what sort of offensive thing she would say next. Even then though, several males could be seen adjusting themselves and looking as if they wished they were alone with Sunset and Twilight. When Sunset offered the necro-dyke threesome, Lyra was half way out of her seat, wetness visibly drooling down her thighs, before Bon Bon pulled her back into the seat and glared at her until she stopped smiling.
“Well then I guess this corpse-cunt is all mi-“Sunset started.
“I’ll do it!” a voice suddenly called out from the audience.
Oh gods it was Flash Sentry. Was he really that desperate for a lay with Twilight?
“I mean,” Flash added, clearing his throat and then holding his arms out in front of him, “Oh noooo! The evil magic is controlling me! I can’t stooooop myself!”
Flash started walking like a zombie from some horror-flick, except that his acting wasn’t nearly as good. That wasn’t saying much given all that he needed to do was stagger towards her. Derpy came up behind him, trying to pull him back, only for him to turn around and deck her in the face. Derpy staggered back, her eyes going perfectly straight. She blinked, held her hands up to look at them, then smiled brightly as she turned back to the stands, walking back to her seat, looking around at everything like she was seeing it for the first time and no longer giving a single fuck about what was happening with Flash.
“A five year on crack could act better than that,” called out Sugarcoat, “But by all means go have some corpse-fun.”
Sunset had to resist the violent urge to facepalm, wishing that Sugarcoat would wander close enough to enjoy the same treatment as Twilight. Her grinding against Twilight’s foot missed a few beats before she realized she had stopped moving and started up again. She gritted her teeth for a moment and thought it over. Sugarcoat had called him out, but no one else seemed to be doing so yet, so maybe they were at least a little convinced. At any rate, her only chance was to play along or risk them figuring out that she wasn’t possessed either.
“Y-yes my slave!” Sunset fumbled on her words for a bit, “Come and let your… uh… throbbing fuck spire indulge in the… uh… necrotic bliss!”
As Flash drew closer, the bulge in his pants looked like it might just rip them off. Flash hurriedly dropped his pants to relieve the pressure, his throbbing shaft bouncing free. He tried and failed miserably at not blushing, then tripped over his own underwear as he was trying to step out of them, face-planting on the pavement no more than a foot away from Sunset.
“Uh, oh no!” Flash added as he staggered back up into a crawl, “The evil magic is making me hurt myself too! No please Sunset, don’t make me perform this grave sin against nature!”
“By all means, come closer,” called out Sunset when a few looked like they might, “I could use more slaves for my army of decadence. Together we’ll fuck this bitch til she rots right out of our lustful hands!”
Sunset appeared to be convincing enough that no one decided to risk it, instead continuing to wait as the Rainbooms could be seen returning now with their instruments in tow. Flash tried hard not to grin as he moved up between Twilight’s legs, almost shoving Sunset out of the way to get to her. At the same time, he didn’t seem very angry at Sunset, so he must have finally figured out that this wasn’t the same Twilight, though apparently she was still close enough to make sticking his dick in her corpse worth it.
As Sunset sat back on Twilight’s face, Flash pulled off Twilight’s bra so he could massage those breasts that he had wanted to touch for so long. They were getting a bit stiffer now, but still wobbled a bit and squished around as he rolled them around and tweaked at her nipples with his thumbs. He looked up Sunset and couldn’t stop himself from smirking.
“I see you still keep yourself shaved down there,” Flash mumbled quietly to Sunset.
“Get to plowin’ corpse-cunt before I make you the second victim,” Sunset mumbled under her breath back at him.
Twilight’s cunt lips weren’t quite as easy to pull apart now, but with a few jabs Flash was still able to wedge his cock head between them and sink deeper. There was a small amount of natural lubrication still coating her inner tunnel, though definitely not anything like he’d have gotten from a living female. He groaned and rolled his eyes back as he felt her damp hymen stretch around his tip and snap. He then pushed himself hard and managed to fully penetrate on his first thrust, his warm belly smacking on Twilight’s somewhat chilly one as he did so.
“She’s a bit dry,” he whispered to Sunset.
“Did you expect a dead girl’s pussy to be a fountain of fuck honey?” muttered Sunset in return, “Less whispering! More necro!”
Flash pulled back and began firmly dragging his shaft out and in, feeling Twilight’s tender sticky flesh cling to his cock a bit with each pass. He didn’t mind one bit, in fact it made his shaft rock hard, and soon he was noisily slapping bellies, his balls bouncing against Twilight’s ass as he moved. All the while the continued to massage Twilight’s breasts, squishing them one way or another, the massage seeming to help them slow their stiffening at least a bit.
Sunset had begun to grind on Twilight’s face once again, and Flash moved to get a good lick in at her cunt as she rolled her hips, slurping up the familiar taste of his ex-girlfriend. Sunset grunted in return, jerking up his head by his hair. She yanked one of Twilight’s legs about, and stuffed Twilight’s big toe in his mouth instead. If he was gonna be here, she was gonna make sure he at least did something that would arouse her.
Together they double-teamed the corpse, which moved softly back and forth on the pavement from the duo of thrusting motions, bouncing the body just a bit between Flash and Sunset’s hips. They each took their time sharing Twilight’s feet, slurping and lapping at them. Flash tried to move to share a kiss with Sunset, which she allowed but then bit down on his tongue. He stiffened up, trying not to yelp as he pulled himself back, then they traded Twilight’s feet to make it look believable.
“Oh shit!” Rainbow said as she ran back up to them, guitar in hand, “Flash has been taken over too!”
“Whoa,” Applejack said uncomfortably, “He’s hittin’ that like a train into a bus full of orphans.”
“No time for small talk!” Rarity said, “It’s time to save our friend!”
“Here we go!” Rainbow strummed a chord in preparation.
“How are you playing that without plugging it into an amp?” Indigo Zap shouted at Rainbow. Indigo totally wanted a guitar like that.
“It’s magic, bitch!” Rainbow cried out, and the sound of the Rainboom’s instruments filled the air.
“This freaky spell is really a trix, but we have you the perfect fix, to cure your little corpse addiction!”
“Come on feel our friendship force, and get your bits right off that corpse! To bring you back with us is our mission!”
“You’re not getting any better!” Sugarcoat shouted when the music lulled.
“Your lyrics could really use more rocks,” Maud suggested from the other end of the arena. She was carefully watching the scene, ready to charge in and literally rip Sunset in half if the 'possessed' girl made a move at Pinkie.
Sunset and Flash were definitely affected by the music this time, having the instruments blaring out loudly all around them at point blank range. They could resist the urge to cover their ears, they were rockers too of course, but it was no easy task to ignore something like that.
“Almost got it!” Rainbow said, but for all they played, they couldn’t get Sunset and Flash to do more than shiver in annoyance.
“There’s still something missing,” Rarity suggested, “There has to be.”
“Well we probably need an element of magic for it to work, duh,” giggled Pinkie Pie.
“Wait what?” Applejack looked at her, “So our friendship power is worthless without someone ta charge it up with magic? That doesn’t seem like tha example we should be settin’.”
“Oh don’t worry,” Pinkie shrugged, “I doubt anyone reading this story is looking for an example to follow.”
“But where do we get an element of magic?” Fluttershy added worriedly, “Sunset is possessed, our Twilight is unreachable, and their Twilight is well… not in a state to help.”
“Ha!” came a voice from the crowd, “Forget your puny friends and make way for their even greater replacement!”
Oh yes, it was Trixie all right. She was strutting out of the crowd, holding her own guitar over her head as if she was going to beat someone to death with it, then spun it around and caught it before stepping into the ring of friends herself.
“That wasn’t as impressive as you think it was!” called out Sugarcoat.
“Ha!” Trixie laughed, turning her nose up, “The Great and Powerful Trixie does not need to earn your approval, Sugardope. Trixie is about to prove her worth to all!”
“Trixie… sugar cube… you won’t work,” Applejack shook her head, “You ain't exactly our friend.”
“Not to worry,” Trixie smirked, “Trixie now allows you to be her friend. There, we may begin.”
“Trixie, you trapped us under the stage at the Battle of the Bands,” Rainbow pointed out.
“And that storeroom isn’t really used anymore,” Rarity pointed out as well, “We could have starved!”
“Indeed,” Trixie nodded, “And Trixie’s plan to murder you might have worked if not for that meddling mute.”
“Wow that… really doesn’t help your case,” Fluttershy muttered.
“Trixie was under the influence of dark magic,” Trixie replied, “Just like our little corpse-fucking friend over there.”
“J-just stop it!” Spike blurted out from his forgotten little corner.
Spike could finally not hold himself back, no matter how dangerous it was to approach the possessed students. He wasn’t going to let his master’s body be defiled in full view of both schools. He charged towards them, growling and barking.
“I’ll stop you if it’s the last thing I –“ Crack.
Sunset’s fist came down hard on Spike’s head, timing it perfectly and slamming his little head down onto the pavement. Flash followed up with a punch of his own, and they went back and forth, punch after bone-shattering punch.
“This…” Spike groaned between the punches that were pounding his brain case, “might not… have been… the best… idea…”
Even while pounding Spike into the cement, the two continued their affections to Twilight. Flash still used his free hand to fondle and grope at Twilight’s chilly breasts, propping Twilight’s bottom up a bit with his knees and plowing into her as hard as he could, a small sampling of his pre at least giving the ice cold orifice a small bit of lubrication.
He still managed to keep Twilight’s foot in his mouth, since Sunset was helping hold those. In fact, he and Sunset had started to match their movements perfectly; when Sunset slurped a toe on the foot she was using, Flash slurped the same toe on the other of Twilight’s feet that he was using.
And of course the whole time Sunset continued to grind on Twilight’s face, body pouring perspiration as she strained to keep going. It was getting just a bit less pleasant as she exhausted herself, but she knew she couldn’t stop until they hit them with the rainbow friendship ray or whatever. She began to fret though; what if they were unable to make a ray? How long could she keep this up?
The two almost forgot about Spike for a bit, but stopped cracking his head when they realized he wasn’t moving and went back to their previous tasks.
“I don’t suppose there are any necro-zoophiliacs that would like to join us?” Sunset offered to the crowd.
“T-they killed the puppy!” Fluttershy screamed like a banshee.
“They really have become fiends!” Rarity agreed, as if things hadn’t tipped over into ‘really unacceptable’ territory until a puppy was killed.
“Aw fuck yeah!” Flash re-interrupted their conversation, “Take up my cum up your dead cunt, you uptight bitch! That’ll teach you to be a cock tease!” Somehow those words seemed more honest than his previous ones.
Flash had lost a great deal of his control upon finally reaching his own peak, and he was having so much fun that not even Sunset had the heart to remind him again that this wasn’t ‘that’ Twilight. He squeezed Twilight’s breasts until they looked like they were near popping from the pressure, unloading a jet of warm seed into the frigid cunt, his thrusting only speeding up as he rode out his orgasm. Drooling on Twilight’s foot, he packed his seed deep before finally extracting his cock from her with a wet pop.
He didn’t stop there though. He grasped her hips firmly, digging his nails into her hips, and forced his cock against her rear entry as well. Lubricated by the gooey sperm from his first climax, he managed to pop inside her asshole as well, groaning as he started to plow hard.
Sunset continued her grinding, though by this point Twilight wasn’t warm at all, and it felt like she was rubbing her pussy on a sticky ice cube. What’s more, her thighs and pussy were getting just a bit chaffed, and Twilight’s foot felt really creepy in her mouth now that it had stiffened a good bit more. But she had to continue and just hope these idiots somehow managed a friendship canon.
“We have no choice!” Rainbow Dash admitted, “Trixie, show us whatcha got!”
“Trixie better get a transformation out of this,” Trixie commented before beginning.
More ear-shattering chords rang out as the group started up their song again.
“We’ll sing it in one awesome voice, and soon you will have no choice, but to cease your fucking of cadavers.”
“Come let our friendship lead the way, so in a corpse you will not stay, then we will something something whatever.”
“Yeah even I’ll admit that was pretty bad,” said Rainbow.
As bad as it was, it seemed that a magical element was all they needed, and somehow Trixie had fit the bill. This really, really did diminish the meaning of previous events, but if it worked it worked right? In fact, Trixie even got a transformation sequence, fluffy blue ears sprouting randomly from her head as her hair grew out to tail length with sparkles all around.
"That... hurt Trixie more than she thought it would have," Trixie admitted after her transformation, "Wait! Why doesn't Trixie get wings?!"
Meanwhile, a beam of rainbow colored energy shot up into the air and then cascaded down upon the happy-fun-necro-threesome, slamming down with a blast of magic that threw the Rainbooms and Trixie outward from the impact.
Sunset looked up at the beam coming down on her, breathing a sigh of relief just before it slammed into her. Though once the energy really started to buzz her, it didn’t have the effect she might have anticipated. Her whole body convulsed suddenly, like every nerve was firing off waves of pleasure at once. She suddenly came harder than she ever had, having to physically hold onto Twilight’s breasts to keep herself from literally shoot off of the dead girl from the pressure of the cunt sap pouring from her pussy. It splattered against Twilight’s face, then back up into those around her, even though they had already been thrown back several more feet.
Flash had a similar experience it seemed. He squealed like a school girl, his cock suddenly firing off again so hard that it felt like every drop of every juice he had was being wringed out of him. He held onto Twilight’s legs, determined to make sure most of the sudden freak climax jetted into Twilight. And magic being… magic… there was an impossible amount of spunk involved. There was so much in fact, that it blasted right up through Twilight’s rotting intestinal track, through her stomach, and right out her nose and mouth, forming a cum fountain that then blasted sperm right up into Sunset’s cunt.
Sunset’s eyes went wide at the sudden heat coming out of Twilight’s cold face, then looked down and took a few moments to realize that a fertile jet of baby batter had just rocketed up inside her and possibly fueled up her baby-factory. She growled, grabbing Flash by the collar and pulling him close.
“I swear if you just knocked me up, you better be responsible!” Sunset screamed in his face. “Or at LEAST pay to have it scraped out!”
As the magic faded, Sunset realized that everyone probably heard that. Sunset let Flash's collar go, her and Flash smiling sheepishly as they brushed the magical glitter off of themselves. They then looked around, eyes wide with pretend shock.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Sunset screamed, “Twilight, why am I grinding on your face? OH FUCK! Everyone! Someone killed Twilight!”
“Those bastards!” agreed Flash, howbeit with significantly lesser acting skill, “Wait… why am I fucking a corpse in the ass?”
"Oh and someone killed Spike t--" Sunset started, but then scratched her head, "Where did Spike's body go?... Okay who's the freak that ran off with the dead puppy?"
Fluttershy quietly shifted her eyes and quickly zipped up her backpack.
“Our friend is back, we did it!” cheered the Rainbooms together.
“Our friend is back, Trixie did it!” cheered Trixie.
“Wait,” Flash registered something as he pulled free of Twilight, “Friend? Why does everyone keep saying ‘friend’ in the singular when referring to us?”
“Sorry Flash,” Applejack said, “That’s just the way it is.”
“Yes, Sorry, darling,” agreed Rarity. “We were saving Sunset; you just got lucky.”
“Nobody likes you, Flash!” clarified Sugarcoat from the audience, in case there was any doubt.
“Phew, thank goodness none of us died too,” Fluttershy sighed, “Um, actually, does this mean we won?”
“Yes!” Trixie proclaimed, “Trixie has single-handedly won Canterlot High the Friendship Games!”
“Single-handedly my plot!” Rainbow screamed back.
But then everyone just laughed. That’s right, a cheesy ‘everybody laughs’ ending.
As they watched the ‘heroes’ laugh and hug the still bottomless Sunset as if this made everything better, and as Flash got tossed out of the group like a stale burrito, the principals of the two schools looked at each other nervously.
“And HOW, pray tell, are we going to explain this to the police?” asked Cinch.
“I have no idea,” Celestia rubbed her forehead.
