Stitching them together, Art of the Dress

by Askfoxxy

Rating: mature
Tags: Sad, Main 6, Comedy, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 1056

Rarity makes her a dress...literally

Rarity invites all of her friends for a get together in the boutique basement. She sings a wonderful song as creates a wonderful dress of out their bodies. (Warning, Extreme Gore)

Published 2012-06-04 16:14:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-04 16:14:01 UTC

A Lovely Dress

A Lovely Dress

It was a beautiful, sunny, evening in Ponyville. Twilight Sparkle and her friends were at Rarity's boutique for tea, they had come to discuss their dresses for the Gala. Twilight and the other all yelled their ideas at Rarity, how she hated them, always wanting something from her. Had she not shown them her generosity had no bounds? Were they determined to push her for more and more...no, they would not. Rarity has a plan for them, all of them, and tonight was the night her perfect dress would be made.

Rarity smiled falsely at those stupid cunts, "Drink up girls" she said, bringing them all tea. Rarity had made them a very special tea, and they drunk it stupidly, just as she had planned. Applejack chugged hers down in one gulp, the barbaric little slut.

"You gullible imbeciles" she said politely. They all immediately stopped their conversations and looked at Rarity.

She laughed, "Tonight is going to so much fun!" she screamed, her laughter growing louder. The other ponies looked around at each other uneasily.

Applejack looked at her confused, "Rarity, wha-..w-" her eyes dropped, as she fell to the floor. The other ponies became frantic.

"Rarity what's going on!" Twilight yelled.

Rarity just laughed harder, "Shut your mouth you dirty cunt!"

Twilight opened her mouth, but before she could say anything she passed out, just as the others did also.

Rarity looked up from her equipment to gaze upon her materials, her five distorted friends. Twilight Sparkle laid on the ground, in a pool of crimson blood, her organs folded beside her. Rainbow Dash was in the corner of the dark basement, in a glass tank of her own blood and organs. Fluttershy was chained against the wall, blood pouring from eye sockets, her wings torn off and laid in front of her in a neat pile. Applejack was decapitated, her body chained to a chair, her head in her lap. Pinkie Pie’s charred body hung from the ceiling, by a thick silver chain.

“Vein by Vein, stitching them together.” Rarity sang to herself, cutting at her friend’s flesh “Twilight's throat, cutting out a pattern snip by snip. Making sure her organs fold nicely. Her bloods the perfect color and so hip! Always got to keep in mind their heart’s stopped pacing. Making sure the eye holes correctly facing. I'm stitching Twilight's skin!” she laughed maniacally.

“Cut by cut, fussing on the arteries. Slit the neckline. Don't you know cutting out their eyes saves time? Make her into something perfect to inspire. Bloody corpse into formal attire. Got to mind those intimate details, chopping off their twitching tails. Applejack’s skin is my new dress! Murdering is easy! Pinkie Pie’s hearts a lovely shade pink. Killing Fluttershy was easy, Blended her limbs, at the sight of her blood she got queasy! Rainbow Dash’s flank, needs more stitching. Hook through her eye, so she gets to watch herself DIE! Making sure I stab right through her chest. Blood magic completes the dress. Even though I cut high on the flank. Rainbow will drown in the blood tank. I'm stitching Rainbow's skin! Piece by piece, snip by snip. bashed their skulls, insides flipped. Limb by Limb, primmed and pressed, skin them all, into vests. And that's the art of the dress! Now, the star cuts over Twilights eyes need to be technically accurate. I’ve got to hollow out her annoying little brain. Slice by slice, stitching them together. Deadline looms, don't you know that Rarity’s always right, and my rotting fabric choice was perfect. Gotta get them all done by tonight.”

Rarity stared at Pinkie’s mangled body, hung on a hook, and resumed singing “Pinkie Pie, your color is too obtrusive, I’ll burn it off to make it bright! I'm sewing them together!

Rarity sliced down her burned flesh “Maybe I could fill up her lungs with candy? And in her fucking annoying head? Balloons? Yes Balloons!”

The ecstatic singing grew louder, “Hour by hour, remove the brains. I'm sewing their flesh together, ignoring their screams of pain. Fluttershy, I’m putting you in acid binds. Rainbow Dash, your still beating heart is mine. Oh my gosh, there's simply not much time. Don't forget, Applejack's bones must shine. Torturing is easy. Every customer dies. Brings a whole new revision. Have to pick up the pace, to complete my perfect vision.

Rarity grabbed Twilights corpse by the horn “That bitch Twilights horn gets pulled off! Who has the best magic now! French soup of Fluttershy’s eyes, that prissy little whore. It’s going to rain her blood! I’ll fashion Applejack’s bones into galoshes! More balloons in Pinkie Pie’s organs? Oh no, that's too many balloons. More candy in her heart? Oh, less candy. Oh wait, I know! Streamers! Streamers out of her fucking throat! Streamers it is!” she screamed.

“What? Aren't you going to tell me to change something too?” said Rarity, holding Rainbow’s decapitated bleeding distorted face. “This won’t do at all, It needs to be about 20% bloodier”. Rarity poured more of Rainbow Dash’s blood in through her eye sockets and watch it bleed out of her mouth, then she kissed Rainbow, drinking the blood from her skull.

Rarity smiled to herself, looking over her dead rotting corpses, they were so beautiful. She mimicked their voices.

“All we ever want is free dresses, and we can never be satisfied! Gotta balance style with our nagging. Make sure our bodies are cut into a good appearance. Even If you simply have to fudge it, Rarity has an unlimited budget. Got to overcome intimidation. Remember it's all in the presentation!”

Rarity laughed, as she gazed upon her wonderful work of art, a dress formed of ponies. Twilight’s head, dehorned, with large star cuts were the eyes would be. Applejacks, ribcage was carved into elegant slippers. Fluttershy’s wings, sewed onto the back. Pieces of Pinkie Pies internal organs were sewn around the dress. Rainbow Dash’s mane, dyed with blood, hung from the top. The dress fabric, was a beautiful array of her friends rotting flesh and skin. Rarity cried with joy, she had made them a divine dress.

‘Piece by piece, snip by snip, Croup, dock, haunch, shoulders, hip. Bolt by bolt, primmed and pressed. Yard by yard, always stressed And that's the art of the dress.