Equestria's Finest Hour

The map table couldn’t just summon ponies on its own. It also had ‘call’ function that would make a pony’s cutie mark light up to get them there. Monster was plenty strong enough to do that, but didn’t know exactly how, so Rarity showed it, in exchange for being allowed to help. Though since it never spoke, she wasn’t sure that it had accepted the deal until she showed it how and then wasn’t immediately murdered.

Spike, Starlight, and Trixie had been left to rot in the map room when Celestia and Luna took Twilight to Canterlot. If Rarity knew them, they might never bother to send anypony to scrape them up and bury them. Monster retrieved Fluttershy, and they had a nice little corpse party going.

Fluttershy and Spike were placed in their seats, and Rarity sat in her own. Starlight’s corpse was propped up in Twilight’s seat, since she was supposed to be mini-Twilight, with her personal slut Trixie in her lap. Scootaloo and Sweetie remained where they were, in Monster’s cunt and stretched over Monster’s upper cock respectively. Much to their amusement, the ‘call’ function still worked on the corpses, making Fluttershy’s cutie mark light up when they tried. That wasn’t what they were there for though, of course.

When they called Rainbow, it took a bit longer than it usually did, and for a moment Rarity just found herself awkwardly sitting at the table with Monster.

“So um, darling,” Rarity tried to make conversation, “Have you considered an outfit to wear during your... exploits? I do make some highly suitable fetish gear, made with a nice latex that won’t stain when exposed to various bodily fluids.”

Monster stared at her.

“Ah well,” Rarity stammered, “I guess you probably do enjoy feeling that on your bare skin, but I can make the material very thin, and it wouldn’t have to cover much. You’d be amazed how just a touch of fashion can make you even more intimidating... not that I’m saying you are currently lacking in that area.”

Staaaaaaare.

“Fine then,” Rarity said with some annoyance, but still trying to distract with conversation, “So are you going to murder all the princesses?”

Monster finally nodded, licking its muzzle with its ridiculously long tongue.

“Hmm,” pondered Rarity, “If you continually murder the leader, I wonder how long it’d take before nopony else was willing to take the role.”

Finally the door burst open and in flew Rainbow Dash.

“This better be really fucking good!” snared Rainbow, “I had three Wonderbolts balls deep in me when it-“

Rainbow stopped midflight and stared. She quietly landed, trotting up to the map table and looking around at the meeting of corpses.

“Is this a prank?” asked Rainbow, then wrinkled her nose. It sure didn’t smell like they were fake, but surely... “Who the fuck is the mutant alicorn with... Sweetie Belle on... huh.”

“Sort of a prank,” admitted Rarity.

Monster rose from its seat, crawling up onto the table toward Rainbow. Rainbow took a defensive stance at first, but the Monster turned its rear to her instead of attacking. It squeezed with its torso muscles, and Rainbow watched as a shape in its belly pushed downward.

Rainbow wasn’t sure why the creature was randomly giving birth in front of her, but at the same time she couldn’t take her eyes off it. She didn’t even notice when Rarity slipped out of her own seat and casually trotted around behind Rainbow.

Monster groaned lustfully as its cunt lips spread out, Scootaloo’s head pushing out, covered in the slime it had been basting in, obviously having been crushed, but still intact enough to recognize. Rainbow’s muzzle hung open as the foal corpse was squeezed out slowly, a gruesome series of slurps and pops sounding as she was fully pushed out. Scootaloo smacked the table in front of Rainbow, splashing her with womb goo.

Rainbow stared, and was so taken off guard by what was happening that she didn’t even close her muzzle or eyes when they got splattered by the corpse honey all over Scootaloo. Rarity had plenty of time to go around behind Rainbow, turn her own plot to face Rainbows, and then kick as hard as she could.

“Scootaloo...” Rainbow gasped, tears forming in her eyes, “Why?”

Rainbow received half a dozen cunt punts before she could even react, the last one ending with Rarity’s hoof popping into Rainbow’s recently-used pussy, though Rarity only bucked several more times, kicking Rainbow’s cervix and then the last blow bruising the back of her womb. When Rarity finally pulled her slick leg back, Rainbow fully collapsed.

“Gotcha, darling,” Rarity smirked as she moved up behind Rainbow and pulled her upward. “But don’t worry. Getting murdered seems to be the latest fashion craze, so at least you’ll be in style for once.”

Rarity helpfully cut off one means of Rainbow escaping by grabbing her right wings with both magic and forehooves, twisting and bending until there was a loud crack, followed by a scream from Rainbow. Rarity knew that injury to her wings was easily the ‘worst possible thing’ for Rainbow; even Scootaloo being murdered was second to that.

Rarity continued to fold Rainbow’s wing where it shouldn’t bend and pushed Rainbow’s face between Scootaloo’s hind legs, rubbing her muzzle against the sticky corpse-cunt, even forcing her tongue out of her muzzle to lap around Scootaloo’s slit. Despite being drenched with fluid, Scootacunt was gaping and stiff, wide enough that Rainbow could see inside, watching fluid drool from ceiling to floor as it slowly puddled at the bottom.

“Assholes!” Rainbow sputtered, trying to shake off Rarity’s telekinesis, “What the fuck did you do to her?”

“It’s it obvious?” asked Rarity, “It sucked the worthless brat into her cunt and crushed her there. I guess I can’t expect a pony of your intelligence to catch on quickly though.”

Managing to best such an athletic pony had Rarity both sopping wet and rock hard. She mounted up onto Rainbow’s plot, easily pushing into Rainbow’s cunt since she was a bit gaping from getting briefly hoofed. Rarity still managed to stretch her, and groaned at the heat of Rainbow’s tunnel convulsing in an effort to expel the non-Wonderbolt cock. Rarity squealed; rape was always a power trip, but subduing someone she never thought she could made it even better.

Monster watched for the time being, enjoying the sight of a pony forsaking her friend in order to get off. Or maybe it realized that it’d be more humiliating for Rainbow if Rarity managed to fill her with rape-cream without any assistance. And if Rainbow did manage to get the upper hoof, Monster was happy to watch that for a bit as well.

Rainbow didn’t though, the sudden trauma to her bits combined with the snapped wing leaving her unable to do much more than writhe and flap her good wing a bit uselessly. Rarity grasped the good wing and bent it slowly. She was having trouble breaking it without also using her front hooves, but it would do for what she wanted.

“I want to see you eating out your pretend sister’s cadaver cunt, eagerly,” demanded Rarity, “And I’ll keep breaking your wings until you start.”

Rainbow’s eyes went wide, not wanting to give in, but the threat to her wings, which she now knew was very real, was too much. She pushed her muzzle against Scootaslit on her own accord, diving her tongue between the lips, moist after soaking inside Monster for so long. It didn’t taste like it usually did for her, instead tasting... well like wet, rotting flesh.

Of course if Rainbow was smart, she’d realize that Rarity was going to break them, anyway, and more importantly that it didn’t matter as Rainbow wouldn’t be leaving here alive. But Rainbow wasn’t smart.

Rarity felt over Rainbow’s body with her hooves, feeling her squirm and shiver, enjoying the feel of the highly-toned muscles. Rainbow really was a hottie, and Rarity was convinced that letting every Wonderbolt that wanted to have a go at this body was why they’d moved Rainbow to the front of the waiting list to join. Not that Rarity disapproved of that; she’d used such a method plenty during business transactions.

Due to how gaping Scootaloo was, Rainbow was able to push her whole muzzle inside, up to her eyes. Rarity leaned forward so that she could hear the slurping noises of Rainbow’s tongue inside, just to make sure she was lapping, a sound that went very well with the sound of Rarity’s belly smacking Rainbow’s behind.

Rarity tugged Rainbow’s forehooves towards Scootaloo, and Rainbow obeyed by grasping Scootaloo’s behind, lifting it off the table and muzzle-fucking her outright, eyes as wide as her face was disgusted during the entire process. It seemed Rainbow would do anything to protect her wings, but unfortunately there was no one else present to make her kill, and Rarity doubted that Monster would suffer more delays.

“Oh Rainbow,” Rarity groaned, even as she pushed past Rainbow’s cervix and began to slam the back of her womb with each thrust, “I’ve wanted to see you utterly humiliated for so long, this is so the death you deserve. Murdered by a ‘weak’ fashionista. What would the other Wondersluts think?”

Rarity knew she wouldn’t have the privilege of being inside Rainbow when she died, but just knowing that the cunt she was fucking would soon belong to a cadaver was enough to make it super-hot, not to mention what must be going through Rainbow’s head as her friend suddenly betrayed her. In reality, Rainbow was too confused to feel much betrayal, and was mainly trying to keep herself from climaxing for her rapist.

It was a task that Rainbow failed, as she finally blew a nice waterfall of cream to drool down their thighs and Rarity’s balls. Rainbow began to sob outright, more than she ever had before, at the humiliation.

Rarity arched her back and blew her seed into Rainbow’s womb, pumping it full and feeling the excess wash warmly down her shaft and down her balls. As she did, she felt like her victory over the egotistical bitch was complete; there was nothing like brutal rape to put a pony into their place.

Rarity tugged Scootaloo away from Rainbow’s muzzle, and let Rainbow experience a small amount of relief before she pulled Rainbow’s muzzle to face upward and opened her muzzle wide. Scootaloo’s body floated stiffly above her as Rarity turned her so that her cunt and ass faced down. A mixture of monster goo, blood, and rotting puss poured out.

Rainbow looked terrified, but obeyed all the same, heaving in an effort not to vomit as she forced herself to swallow the mixture, or as much as she could, as it overflowed in her muzzle and splattered all over her face, running down her sleek body.

“You’re not such a hot-shot now,” teased Rarity, “All that pride coming to nothing as you’re used up like a fuck toy and discarded.” She panted, “It’s just a pity that all this didn’t happen in public where everypony could see your humiliation.”

Monster approved of the idea, and with a flash, the table, chairs, and all the ponies with it disappeared in a flash, teleported to the middle of town square, the fountain that had been there replacing the table in the castle. Monster erected a dome shield over them, less because it needed protection and more because it didn’t want to have to stop and kill a stupidly heroic pony every fifteen minutes. These ponies deserved its full attention.

“Oh-ho-ho!” Rarity giggled as they found themselves outside. She’d normally be mortified to be fucking in public, but knowing that she wouldn’t have to face consequences of doing it here made it so much hotter.

Rarity ripped herself out of Rainbow’s pussy, pushing against her tailhole instead. She found Rainbow’s ass fairly moist, since she’d been getting Wonderbanged before she arrived, but it was still a hard fit to make. Rainbow and Rarity both moaned together, in pleasure and agony, as Rarity began to thrust deeper with each stroke.

Rarity tossed Scootaloo behind her near the edge of the shield, letting the horrified bystanders getting a close look at the dead foal before they fled. Well, most of them fled, Ponyville did have it’s share of either curious or perverted ponies.

Rarity felt invigorated by her domination over the sobbing pegasus, and was able to more easily snap her good wing, just as she had her first. She didn’t wait, twisting the first wing at a new point, seemingly determined to break them as many times as possible.

“You said you wouldn’t!” shrieked Rainbow between sobs as she felt fresh pain shoot forward through her from her most precious parts; clenching around Rarity’s cock as she shook in pain.

“No,” smirked Rarity, “I said I wouldn’t as long as you were eating out that dead orphan whats-her-face. You’re not doing that!”

“Her name is Scootaloo, you fuck! And she’s not an orphan, I was in the process of adopting her!” Rainbow screeched in Scootaloo’s defense, getting every bit as upset as Rarity desired, fueling Rarity’s grin.

“Ahahaha!” Rarity laughed, even as she continued to pound Rainbow’s ass, “As if they’d let a pony like you adopt anyone. You’d probably leave her somewhere and forget where she was while you were off fucking”

Rainbow tried to protest more, but only screams came out as Rarity snapped another bone. Rarity was going all out, cracking every finger on every wing, then the base as well, wadding the wings up completely against Rainbow’s sobbing sides.

While Rarity was having a go at both Rainbow’s asshole and her ego, Monster must have gotten bored, because it dragged Scootaloo’s corpse back to the table. It pushed its lower shaft against Scootaloo’s stiff but gaping pussy, managing to fit rather nicely, being the shaft that made it gaping to begin with.

Though Monster chrred at the feel of dead flesh scraping along its shaft, still lubricated by the rot juice, it had something more in mind. It began to use its magic to rip out Scootaloo’s guts the same as it had with Sweetie, pulling them out through Scootaloo’s muzzle. It had to twist and yank to pull the cold parts out. It began to leave them in a pile on the table, right in front of Rainbow’s face.

Rainbow looked like she wasn’t even hearing Rarity demean her anymore, just staring at the parts of her little buddy get yanked out. As Scootaloo had never informed Rainbow about how the Crusaders were murdering ponies of their own free will, Rainbow had a much more innocent image in mind for Scootaloo, and it only made seeing her treated like this worse. Rainbow didn’t realize how much Scootaloo deserved this fate.

Heart, lungs, stomach, and a lot of other things that Rainbow didn’t know what were. The intestines didn’t want to pull apart into a properly straight strand, so Monster ripped it apart a bit at a time to drag each piece from Scootaloo’s muzzle. The very last thing Monster got was Scootaloo’s fuck parts, though at this point Scootaloo’s vagina had torn down the side anyway.

Finally Monster was thrusting into a Scootacondom, and began twisting and plucking her limbs off, taking care again to not leave a hole in her flesh. Rainbow screamed particularly loud when Scootaloo’s wings dropped in front of her.

“Oh come on,” said Rarity, seeing another chance to enrage her, “It’s not like the crippled bitch ever used those.”

Rainbow caught that, and it had the desired effect, though it also made it hard to keep Rainbow down, even with her injuries and exhaustion. Rarity was safe from bucking, since her hot bottom was nestled between Rainbow’s hind legs, but she barely even had to thrust from the kicks she was getting.

Rarity just laughed, only making things worse. Her laughed turned into a groan as she found herself creaming into the bucking Rainbow, though before she pumped it all in she was finally thrown off, slamming into the top of the domed force field.

It was more than just defensive, as Rarity felt jolts of electricity flow through her as she stuck to the roof. She immediately came again from the sudden energy, though also ejected anything in her digestive tract onto the pavement beneath her, mixed into a goopy soup with Monster’s cum. She felt her fur singing, and started to laugh even as Rainbow glared up at her.

Rainbow didn’t want her to die fast though. She leaped as far as she could without her wings, grasping Rarity’s hind leg, getting a jolt herself for a moment, but managing to yank Rarity down off the roof, landing atop Rainbow on the pavement.

Rainbow pinned Rarity down, sitting on her laughing face and leaning down to tear into Rarity’s cock with her dull teeth. Rarity felt the torment flooding into her mind as Rainbow crushed her balls between her teeth, but couldn’t stop laughing.

The laughter at least provided Rainbow with a massage chair, but also fueled her rage, and soon she was ripping off Rarity’s balls in chunks. She then gnawed down her cock, biting off the tip so that it became a fountain of blood, then tearing off an inch at a time as the blood splattering into her face.

Monster let them go for a bit, since it was just going to remove Rarity’s cock painfully anyway, but once Rainbow worked Rarity down to a flat belly, it reduced Rarity’s bleeding just a bit and dragged both mares back to the table.

Monster licked its lips as it floated them in front of it, rubbing over their bodies with ethereal hands to feel them out, both the lithe and the muscular. It turned them to face one another, Rainbow on the bottom and Rarity on the top.

“I’ll fucking kill you!” Rainbow yelled as she was pressed belly-to-belly with Rarity, immediately socking her in the face with a hoof.

Rarity just laughed as more blood drooled down her muzzle from the impact, “Darling, in a minute or so, neither of us are going to be doing much killing. Have you not noticed what it’s doing?”

Rainbow looked behind her and stared. Rainbow and Rarity were being held in a position so that Monster could fuck both pussies simultaneously, but it was going to use their little sisters as condoms to do so. Rainbow couldn’t speak, just staring with her muzzle open, as Rarity laughed and waggled her plot back at Monster, ready to meet her fate.

“That’s fucking sick!” Rainbow finally yelped, kicking and struggling, and in general not taking her fate with as much grace as a lady does. It didn’t help that Rarity moaned and ground her hips against Rainbow, enjoying how she was writhing.

“Oh stop being so dramatic, Dashie,” Rarity enjoyed saying that to a pony that always said it to her. “You’re being very immature about this.”

“Fuck mature!” screamed Rainbow, then felt Scootaloo’s face pressed against her from behind, “Oh fuck OH FUCK!”

Both of them were worn in from recent activity, but a foal’s head was quite the fit regardless. Rarity spread her legs wide, while Rainbow did her best to kick at Monster with hers, but the weakened impacts didn’t seem to bother the beast so much. Both screamed as their pussies were forced around the head, flesh ripping audibly at the entrance.

Rainbow was immediately sobbing full blast again as her legs kicked wildly, but it was a lot harder to aim them when her pelvis creaked at the pressure and suddenly snapped with a loud crack, sending yet another surge of pain up through her convulsing body. She begged for her life rather pitifully, though few of her words made sense. There were a lot of ‘please’ and ‘mercy’ in there at least.

Rarity felt pain too of course, in fact she felt more because Sweetie’s corpse had had time to dry out, so it felt like she was being raped by a giant rock. Despite tears rolling down her. She grasped her forelegs around Rainbow though, pulling her closer to feel her struggle. Rainbow screamed as Monster rammed deeper, Rarity kissing her as she did so, enjoying the vibration of Rainbow’s misery, then lapping the tears from her face, ceasing only to convulse when her own pelvis snapped cleanly in two.

Monster pushed further, thrusting deeper, sliding from neck to hips on the condoms, which were both drenched in blood and just about anything else they could be. By the time they reached where the cervix was, it didn’t matter, since both their vaginas had split. The flesh between their pussy and ass had ripped as well, leaving just one gaping fuck hole on that end.

Even Rarity had trouble keeping her ladylike composure as the grotesque flesh-condom battered her lungs with each thrust, most of her intestines and lower organs already drooling out around the murder-sticks as they hammered inside. The thing that allowed her to keep her dignity to the end was the sight of Rainbow’s face, twisted in agony and abject terror. At least Rarity knew that Rainbow, and indeed all her friends, had or would meet a similar fate.

Rainbow’s legs were limp, but Rarity managed to hold Rainbow’s head with her own, making out as deeply as she could, pushing Rainbow’s limp tongue around with her own. She bit Rainbow’s tongue hard, twisting and pulling back, managing to rip it right out with no resistance from Rainbow. Rainbow may not have even noticed though, obviously lost in the sea of torment already.

Rarity swallowed it, even if there was nothing down there to send it to, and began making out again, suckling the delicious blood pooling in Rainbow’s muzzle. Rarity spent her last moments staring into Rainbow’s eyes, enjoying her last moments.

Monster growled lustfully as it impaled them deeper, pushing through their lungs and finally crushing their hearts. They convulsed one last time, then Rarity vomited blood into Rainbow’s muzzle as her eyes rolled back. Rarity’s last expression looked like far more pleasured than it should, though Rainbow’s was a nice traditional terror.

Monster creamed hard, a flood of cream bursting out Sweetie and Scootaloo’s muzzles, and in turn out of Rarity’s and Rainbow’s. Their head fluttered toward the crowd, and Monster suddenly dropped the forcefield, hosing down some of the perverts and authority figures that had been trying to figure out the shield.

Another pair of ponies dead. Monster had learned that the most pleasurable act was murdering a pony; all the rape and torture was just foreplay to the big event, and it felt so nice after all that foreplay. It didn’t matter if they were foals or adults or even their species. If they were sentient enough to know true terror, then it would love to murder them.

It yanked its cocks free, leaving the foals impaled inside their big sisters. It pushed Rarity and Rainbow’s muzzles back into the make-out position, then casually walked away through an alley without bothering to clean up its mess.

“Neat,” Mayor Mare said, licking the hoof she’d been masturbating with, then turning to the guards, “Go apprehend it.”

“Fuck that,” one guard responded, “You just want to watch it kill us!”

“I cannot confirm nor deny that,” Mayor said, “Well, somepony drag the corpse-cum-sponges to the morgue at least. Leave the brats in the bitches for autopsy.”

Several of the enforcers went to get started, but Mayor stopped the one that had spoken to her.

“You,” Mayor said, “Send a letter to Celestia and tell her that ponies are being murdered in the street by a monster that we can’t stop. Maybe that will get her off her lazy ass to come help.”

Mayor turned to go toward the morgue herself, paused, turned, and added, “Don’t put the ‘lazy ass’ part in the letter.”