Equestria's Finest Hour

Fluttershy didn’t have much time to barricade anything, as Monster just crawled up the side of her house toward her upstairs window. Fluttershy started to turn and run, but stopped and sighed. If Twilight couldn’t escape this thing, she wasn’t going to. There was no point. She opened the window for Monster, then went to her bed.

“Um, Angel,” Fluttershy told Angel, who it seemed was currently in the process of banging his girlfriend on Fluttershy’s bed, “I know you had a date tonight, but I think perhaps you should move it to another location while I get murdered. You’re welcome to come fuck my corpse once it’s over, but for now...”

Angel’s stubbornness was his undoing, as he refused to stop that close to orgasm. Fluttershy hoped Monster wouldn’t notice Angel, but it did, grasping both bunnies in its magic and tugging them away from one another.

“Hey I was almost done you asshole!” Angel said, though only Fluttershy and his friend understood him, the enraged bunny wriggling about as his little cock flopped about in front of him.

Fluttershy loved animals, but they sure were stupid. She sighed as the bunnies were hovered in front of her by Monster, who sat on its haunches with its own rather massive cocks hanging out in front of it. It’s belly was still awkwardly swollen with Scootaloo, who was apparently still in its womb and fairly intact.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Fluttershy said sincerely as Monster held the bunnies near her, “How rude of me for not introducing you. Um... Twilight’s Monster... this is Angel and Snuff the bunnies. Angel, Snuff, this is Twilight’s Monster. It’s joined us today to murder us all.” No point in trying to deny the obvious anymore.

At first Monster didn’t approach them, instead stealing a plush from Fluttershy’s plush pile that was on her bed. This particular one had once been Dinky Hooves; Fluttershy had it so that she could remember fondly how she ended Dinky’s life via impalement on Fluttershy’s futa-cock at the time. Dinky still had the look of abject horror on her face that she died with.

“Oh do be careful with that,” Fluttershy said, “Tree Hugger spent so long getting her into a fuckable state after her little corpse was gang-banged, and she might be mad if I let her hard work be ruined. Come over and fuck me to death instead.”
Monster casually pushed Dinky’s forever underage cunny against his tip and pushed inside, though it didn’t seem to be ruining it yet. Sadly there wasn’t a hole for the second cock, as Dinky’s guts had been removed other than what was needed for the fuck tunnel. It was a fuck tunnel that was quite stretchy as well, even enough to accommodate him with its tightness.

Impressed by the well-made toy, Monster sifted through the pile and pulled out a second one, another filly who looked just slightly younger than Dinky and dressed in a cute little filly guide outfit, and somehow that made it hotter, despite the monster not really knowing what a filly guide was. Perhaps it was the outfit she died in, because it still had her name, Ginger Snap, stitched on the front. This toy Monster took to its free dick, Dinky on bottom and Ginger on top.

For Fluttershy, Monster found a colt in the pile, which appeared to be Rumble, and had an equally horrified expression on his face. He was laid on his back, his permanently erect shaft pointed upwards, and Fluttershy pulled atop him, sitting her plot down so that his little pecker pushed into her asshole. It wasn’t lubricated, but it wasn’t too incredibly large either, so Fluttershy gritted her teeth and pushed her rump down to start rolling her hips.

“Oh, well this is nice,” Fluttershy smiled, hoping the fact that she was obviously a psychotic foalaphile might sway Monster into letting her live. If she could just find a way to connect with it... “This one is Rumble. It’s a funny story! See his older brother Thunderlane got blamed for his death, so he got publically executed and all that. But once the one year statute of limitations for foal murder had passed, I sent his parents a video of me and Rainbow Dash murdering him, Rainbow because she was helping with the prank, even though she’s not normally into foals. We also included a video of us fucking the corpse on Thunderlane’s grave. You should have seen their faces when we gave them the videos. Rainbow said ‘gotcha!’. She likes to say that after a prank.”

Monster did listen to the story, looking at Fluttershy and even nodding with interest. It thought that getting someone’s hopes up only to dash them was really hot, and it probably wasn’t going to have a chance to do it often. It continued to fuck the filly holes as it did so, its shaft seeming to secrete slime to allow it to go deeper. The hole in the taxidermied delights went all the way from cunt to mouth, and their pelvises were already broken, which allowed them to stretch out enough that eventually it was sliding them up and down its whole shafts with its cock tips poking free of the foal-corpses’ muzzles.

Fluttershy began to moan as she rotated her hips around against the little body, the small size of the fuck-pole more than offset by the fact that it was a foal that she herself had murdered. Somehow it always felt better when it was one she had made herself. She was quiet for a moment, but then Monster pointed at Dinky and Ginger as it used them for a fleshlight.

“Oh of course, how rude of me,” Fluttershy apologized, “I should have told you her story. Well see, the gray one’s mother was raped and executed for being an idiot, then I took her home pretending I’d take care of her. But then Twilight gave me a cock and I fucked her to death; my bloody tip came out her mouth as she died and I came! You should have seen the look on her face when she realized she was going to die just like her retarded mother... oh well, I guess you can see it, since it’s still there.” She giggled.

Fluttershy began to relax completely when the Monster leaned forward to kiss her, exchanging a deep kiss with a bit of tongue battling. Angel and Snuff were having less fun, Angel spending most of the time spouting profanity as he tried to reach for her.

“I’ve done a lot,” offered Fluttershy, “And we could do a lot more together. With that filly guide, Pinkie actually got me a whole cart of filly guides, six in all. I was really depressed that day, so she was trying to cheer me up, and boy did it. That one there was the cutest, so I made her do all her friends before it was her turn; the first one...”

Monster was tired of the stories now, so pulled her muzzle wide open to stop her speaking. Feeling that she had enough hope at this point to be properly betrayed, it held both bunnies in front of her face. Her eyes widened when she got the idea.

“I’d rather not,” Fluttershy managed to speak with her mouth open, “If that’s okay...”

If it used magic to make things easier, it couldn’t have been much, because Fluttershy’s jaw felt like it was moments from unhinging. The squirming little Snuff chittered as her legs were held together, shoved into Fluttershy’s throat. Fluttershy gagged, though not much yet since she was well-used to having thick things rammed into her face.

Once she reached the hips, it became more difficult, though it wasn’t much larger than the girth of a large cock, since Snuff was rather young; Fluttershy had been a bad influence on Angel. Fluttershy lapped at her cunt on the way in, tasting Angel’s familiar taste, then tried not to swallow, but the reflex happened automatically.

Fluttershy’s eyes finally started to tear up. She didn’t care about this little bitch; Angel would have murdered her when she got too close to proper breeding age anyway, but she didn’t want to hurt Angel. Angel was more than a fuck-buddy; he was like a son to her. Of course this didn’t keep her from continuing to move up and down on Rumble’s cock as she rubbed her pussy with both hooves; no reason to stop if she wasn’t in control.

On the other hoof, Fluttershy had murdered foals in front of their parents a few times now, and sometimes wondered how it felt. She’d get to see things a bit from their perspective. Even if she’d hate it, she recognized how incredibly hot it’d be, she was getting more sopping wet just thinking of her upcoming torment.

Monster stepped back and watched for now, casually stroking Dinky and Ginger up and down its shafts as it did so.

Snuff began to panic as she went deeper, as if she hadn’t really been sure that they’d really shove her in until now. She pulled her hind legs up and forced Fluttershy’s throat open, literally running in place as she was pushed deeper, tiny claws tearing at Fluttershy’s lips as she tried to grasp hold of anything to keep from going down.

Fluttershy finally began to gag outright, and would have easily choked her out if it weren’t for Monster continuing to shove her down. Fluttershy tried to pry the little claws off her lips, and Snuff managed to tear tiny gashes as she went. She then grabbed Fluttershy’s tongue, pulling it as she went down, and in the process bending it all the way back so that Fluttershy was choking on her own tongue.

As the bulge moved down her neck, she coughed up blood, drooling down her lips. Even after Snuff couldn’t drag her claws against Fluttershy’s tongue, she continued to scratch and thrash, little claws slicing into the sensitive flesh within, shrieking loudly as her legs pushed out in Fluttershy’s stomach, loud despite being muffled with Fluttershy’s flesh.

Fluttershy tried to scream when Angel was pushed face-first into her muzzle, her jaws pulled harder until it finally unhinged completely, snapping out of the joint to take the larger size without any vore magic to make things easier. Angel screeched, clawing frantically, tugging her tongue back into her muzzle but immediately shredding it repeatedly with his little claws, which were surprisingly sharp.

“I knew you’d get me killed some day, you dumb slut!” Angel screamed, though only Fluttershy knew what he was saying, “I should have slit your throat and fucked the wound! My biggest regret is that I won’t get to see you die, worthless little-“ As his head went deeper, he began to gag, continuing to tear at her.

Despite what he was saying, Fluttershy was trying her best not to let him go down. Having forgotten about the colt corpse cock still inside her, she grasped at Angel with both hooves, sobbing in desperation even as she gagged up blood all over his white fur, drooling down her freely swinging lower jaw.

She screamed and sobbed even as Angel told her how worthless she was, though she already knew that. He was pushed in past the shoulders, sliding over his matted fur. He continued to claw at her throat with his forepaws, though when he felt his shaft against her warm throat, he began to buck his hips as well.

Fluttershy gagged a small stream of blood, and began to panic as Angel’s shape slid down her neck and down her body. She tried to block it with her hooves, to force him back up, sobbing more sincerely than she ever had before. This was far worse than just watching some stupid foal die. This was bunnies!er bunny!

Realizing she wasn’t being held still, Fluttershy stumbled off the colt and staggered to the bathroom joining her bedroom. Monster just continued casually fucking filly corpses as it watched her. She dug through the cabinet, finding a liquid that was supposed to induce vomiting, and turned it up, guzzling it down. Sure enough, her stomach lurched, and vomit was splattered all over the wall, but the Monster’s magic was still holding them down, so all she did was give the two roomier accommodations to die in. Monster even pushed air down her throat so they wouldn’t suffocate yet.

As Angel flopped into her stomach, got drenched in horrible tasting fluid, then got squeezed against Snuff as she gagged it all back up, he knew he was dead. Oh well. Snuff was here, and he was planning on murdering her at the end of their date tonight anyway, so may as well take care of that.

Snuff was still shrieking, but Angel grasped her hindquarters and pulled her close. He pinned her onto her back so he could feel her frantic hind legs kicking around him, though unfortunately he wouldn’t be able to see the terror in her eyes in such a dark place. He pinned her against the gooey flesh, more acidic fluid drooling on them from the top as he forced his cock into her, giving it one final taste of kit cunt before he died in this worthless slut’s stomach.

She squealed in confusion as he began to fuck her, and he squeaked as their bellies slapped. He shivered as his cock throbbed inside, feeling more pleasure than he’d ever gotten from this little cunt. It wasn’t anything to do with the stomach; it was more to do with the fact that pussy felt better when it was raped than when it was consenting. The way it convulsed and tried to expel him was delicious, massaging him as he forced it inside; it baffled him how anything with a cock could prefer willing sex to rape.

They were knocked around a bit by Fluttershy’s pawing at their shapes in her tummy, her sobbing a nice pleasant vibration as it reverberated down through her body. It was good to know that his death was causing that dumb cum-bucket agony, if nothing else.

“Oh my,” Fluttershy blinked as she felt her hoof over her belly, trying to push them upward, but also feeling the familiar rapid thrusting of Angel into his hot date’s rape-hole.

Fluttershy was torn between the horror of Angel slowly dying inside of her and the hotness of him deciding to take one last stab into baby bunny cunt on his way out. She simultaneously blushed and sobbed, one hoof sliding down to rub against her own drenched slit as the other continued to try to push Angel up from her stomach. She never knew it was possible to be so horny and horrified at the same time.

Angel felt his skin sting, Monster’s magic that was keeping them down also seeming to enhance the acid as it dripped all over them. As it got worse, he felt of Snuff’s flesh, feeling her skin go loose. He clenched his claw, fur and skin coming off of her like it was painted on. He took a handful of her flesh, then shoved it into her screaming muzzle.

His skin began to split too, especially down his back where her own foreclaws were trying to pull him off. At least their penetration point was protected for now. She had also been in here just a bit longer, so she always came apart just a bit more easily than him. He clawed her whole face off, feeling her melted eyes come off in his claws, his own eyes feeling like they were drooling out of his skull, the agony more than he ever thought possible.

Desperate, Fluttershy propped her hind legs up on the top of the toilet, head on the floor as she balanced herself upside down, trying to make it easier to gag him up as she continued to heave. Yet even as she did so, both hooves were now rubbing eagerly against her slit, wobbling as her hips rolled, and still able to feel the movements of the bunnies inside her wither her legs pressed against her belly. She creamed herself, cunt juice flowing down her body and dripping on her bleeding face, continuing to gag without success.

Angel continued thrusting his hips like only a bunny could, plugging that hole as many times as he could before he couldn’t move. Since she was screaming more, Snuff was getting more of it inside her, lungs and stomach filling faster as she fell apart inside. Angle groaned as he felt Snuff seized by her deathgasm, expelling his own load into her dying cunt, giving the little cum slut one more load as she was passing away.

Her body stopped twitching, but Angel didn’t care. He pulled free of her pussy and rammed it into her asshole, immediately starting his hips up again, even as he felt the acid burn at his body, muscles coming apart a bit at a time, slowly making him weaker. Finally he couldn’t move anymore, and he just fell limp. Accepting his fate, he lost consciousness to the beautiful song of Fluttershy’s sobbing, mixed with the slurping and slapping of her masturbation. He was glad to die knowing that that insufferable pegaslut was going to die in agony too.

Fluttershy was desperate, though by the time she came up with another idea, Angel was passing inside her. She didn’t know that though, running downstairs. Monster left the filly corpses on the floor, following her down to the kitchen. There she pulled a sharp blade from the drawer, then turned it on herself, stabbing herself in the gut, screeching the best she could with an unhinged jaw was the dragged it upward.

When she ran out of options, Fluttershy didn’t hesitate to rip her own chest open, crying through the torment as she felt for her stomach. She grasped it with her sticky-hooves, panicking more when she realized Angel wasn’t moving, then literally ripped her own stomach out of her body, tearing it in two. Out came Snuff and Angel, still embracing, cock in cunt fairly intact since it was in the middle, but most of their body eaten down until they were just flesh hanging from bone, guts having spilled out into the soup of her stomach.

Monster laughed as it watched, then grasped Fluttershy by the head, dragging her back over to it, leaving a trail of blood and guts behind. Fluttershy didn’t resist at all. She just stared with glazed eyes as she waited for it to slaughter her in some obscene manner. It was a fitting way to die; she was actually glad she was going in such a violent manner. Monster left the dead fillies aside to concentrate on Fluttershy.

She would have opened wide when it brought her head to its cocks, if she’d been able to. As it was, she just waited for it to press them together as one and shove both down her throat, swallowing along his shaft like a good cock guzzler, at least until her throat completely ripped apart from the girth.

As it did so, it picked up her stomach and the bunnies, stuffing them back inside of her through the hole in her gut, though not bothering to actually put it in its place, and sewed up her gut with its magic. It didn’t hurt any less. In fact, Fluttershy was certain that it hurt more, as if the magic used to heal her intentionally made it more sensitive.

It stuffed deeper, turning her fully upside down as it lay back, the bulge where Scootaloo’s body was still bouncing against her as she moved. It just lay on its back, forcing her down with its magic, cock sliding past the dead bunnies, then dipping into her gut.

Fluttershy figured that it was only polite that she pleasure it as much as possible. After all, it was still a guest in her home. She weakly moved her hooves to stroke at the base of its cock, fondling its balls firmly as much as she could as soon as they were in range, staring at its body as it moved forward and back with the thrusting motions. Her hind legs kicked wildly in the air, since she knew it wanted her to struggle.

Using its magic inside her, Monster punched a hole in the top of her uterus, as well as in a strand of intestines. It pushed a shaft into each. It smacked against her cervix from the wrong direction as it forced its way down.

Her body bloated grotesquely at his size, and finally her legs were pushed wide, vulva stretching wide as his tip forced its way out. The other pushed out of her anus at the same time, stretching it past bleeding and torn. It then began to hammer her up and down, face slamming into its gut with each thrust as its bloody tip existed her pussy and ass just like she’d exited the throats of fillies and colts.

She laughed, or tried. All she managed to do was wet gagging as she vomited blood around its cock. It laughed in return, and they shared a moment before it began to shiver. It groaned, cock pulsating madly as it neared its climax. Fluttershy doubled her efforts to massage its balls and undulate her throat against it.

Finally, Monster squealed and blasted a load right through her, shooting out of her pussy like a geyser. As the first surge rained down upon them, he clenched her pussy closed, letting the rest bloat out her body beautifully. There was a small geyser from her tail hole, so it plugged that as well, then finally her flesh gave way once again.

She didn’t just come apart where she’d cut herself open before. Her body literally exploded, guts smacking the walls on the other side of the room and slopping down to the floor. Fluttershy felt her body coming apart, and felt like she would have cum hard if she were still able to.

Fluttershy relaxed, letting death take her and eagerly looking forward to Pony Hell.