Equestria's Finest Hour

“I hope you appreciate this, fucking cunt,” Limestone’s bedside manner was excellent, doing her best to set Marble’s broken leg.

Unfortunately for Marble, Limestone’s best included intentionally setting the bone wrong so that the hoof faced the opposite direction it should, ensuring that Marble would never be able to walk right enough to escape, even if they did survive. They had patched up the other burns and wounds, at least on the outside, but the internals were a lot harder to sooth.

Maud was there too and had put herself together enough to communicate again, after her sisters had held a funeral for Boulder and buried him next to Holder’s Boulder.

“We should leave,” Maud said plainly.

“Yeah it knows we’re here still,” said Pinkie, “I don’t know why it let us live to begin with.”

“Because I and possibly all of you house its children,” Maud said.

“Well I’m not going to give it a live foal, that’s for sure,” said Limestone, “Look, someone is going to kill it eventually, even if they have to resort to setting off the city self-destruct for wherever it is. So all we have to do is lay low in a non-populated area.”

“It could be listening to us plan our escape though,” pointed out Pinkie.

“Okay then,” Limestone finished Marble’s second leg. “Everypony follow me, don’t ask where, we’ll discuss more once we’re sure we lost it in the mines.” She rolled her eyes, “I’ll carry Marble and Pinkie, you carry Maud, we’re less damaged than they are and have to move fast.” She glared at Marble, “But I’m taking it out on your hide later.”

“Sounds like a plan,” said Pinkie, but didn’t sound like she thought it would be successful.

Still, it wasn’t a bad plan. There was an escape hatch in the basement already that led into the mines, so they locked the basement, at least enough that it’d slow down Monster, and continued as quickly as they could out through the mines. Monster would be much faster, but the path split several times into four or five different paths, so the chance of it choosing the same one was pretty slim.

“Fuck,” Limestone groaned on the other side of the caves, “Let’s take a break to hurt Marble... and piss.”

Limestone casually dumped Marble off her back onto the ground, the shy pony collapsing as soon as pressure was put on her legs. Limestone turned her plot around to Marble, straining as she tried to urinate, which was rather painful considering her condition. It helped that she could look down between her own legs to see Marble’s face with urine splattering all over it.

Marble obediently opened her muzzle, gulping as much as she could even as it stung at her eyes. It didn’t make it any easier to keep up with Pinkie and Maud joined in, in Pinkie’s case outright grunting in pain from the strain, their urine having more of a red than a yellow tint.

They made sure to collectively drench Marble, soaking her back before Limestone kicked her over, at which point Marble used her hooves to rub their piss into her belly and chest fur, as well as turn her own rump up and let out a stream of her own yellow-red mix onto herself. She gargled one last muzzle full before swallowing it down as it tapered off.

“So what are we gonna do about our crotch biscuits?” asked Pinkie casually as she finished her piss and turned around to Marble. She yanked Marble’s hind legs apart and pushed her hoof against Marble’s slit, twisting to drag the rough edges of her hoof against her charred vulva to force it open, pushing her hoof inside. Once she got inside, she began violently fisting Marble, literally punching her in the gut through her cunt, though her cervix proved to be quite sturdy with all the goo in there.

“I shall keep mine,” said Maud, “So I can kill it when it is born. I want it to be developed enough to feel the agony of death.” Maud moved up to Marble as she started to cry from Pinkie’s hoofing, and brought her own hoof down against Marble’s gut, kicking her repeatedly in the breasts, knocking the wind out of her with each punch and bruising her urine covered tits.

“Yeah, could be fun,” agreed Limestone, “I’ve never gotten to try proper foal murder.” She sat herself down on Marble’s face as she talked, facing her sisters. Marble licked at Limestone’s tail hole as it was pressed against her muzzle, but went wide eyed when she felt the anus flex as Limestone let out a nice juicy turd right into her muzzle. Marble gagged at the taste as it was forced into her maw, her attempts to spit it up just resulting in it getting squished all around her gums, and was finally forced to swallow the shit to keep from choking to death on it.

“We could make a party out of it,” suggested Pinkie predictably, “Like a foal-murder party.” She was really punching hard now, but the Monster-goo was holding Marble’s cervix tightly closed, bruised as it now was.

“Can we murder the toy while it is still inside her?” asked Maud, “By killing her?” She continued stomping all over Marble’s belly and breasts, knocking the wind out of her gagging sobs.

“Eh, we can always kill the dumb cunt at the climax,” Limestone found that agreeable, “Honestly she’s a pretty bad fuck toy. We can do better.” She ripped out another fart-filled shit brick into Marble’s muzzle, finally pulling her rump off of her enough to give Marble a bit of breathing room, only to follow up with a flood of mushy diarrhea to coat Marble’s face.

“Sounds like a plan,” nodded Pinkie, finally yanking her bloody leg from Marble’s cunt and moving to back her plot next to Limestone’s, “We wait ‘til all of them are born, make a party out of killing them, kill this shit slut here, then go find a better pet!”

As they casually talked about how they planned to murder Marble, they all three backed up over her face. Pinkie and Maud both let out a rich slop of gooey shit, Maud’s streaked with blood from her internal injuries. None of them held back, and by the time they were done, Marble’s face was literally buried in a pile of stench, face not even visible beneath the shit until she managed to eat enough of it to make a breathing hole in the pile.

“Where do we get the new pet though?” asked Limestone.

“I want an exotic pet,” Maud stated.

“How about Zecora?” Pinkie suggested, “She’s where I was gonna suggest we go anyway, cause she’s in the middle of nowhere and probably has a big stock of potions since she sells most of the futa-potions we use in Ponyville.”

“The striped bitch?” Limestone asked, “Sounds good, and makes sense to have an inferior race as a bitch anyway. Lead the way, Pink.”

Pinkie headed off in front, and Maud yanked Marble up off the ground to push her on second, Marble’s mane and face still matted with their feces. She grasped a nearby rotten branch, ramming it into Marble’s well-hoofed pussy, earning a nice little squeal from her. She was made to go right behind Pinkie, and whenever she slowed down, Limestone or Maud jarred the stick that was in her cunt to give her a few more splinters inside.

“Can’t wait to watch you die, you insufferable cunt,” Limestone said as she jarred it.

Marble hoped that Monster caught up with them soon. All she wanted at this point was to get to see her sisters die screaming with her.

Zecora was just getting ready for another round to Ponyville, though she always had mixed feelings about going there. It was really easy to sell potions there, though it was also a bit disturbing that they sold so well there. Not to mention having foals come buy futa potions and talk about how they’d use them on their next ‘victim’ was... well it was different. But these were ponies, she’d gotten used to them being fucked up.

She had stocked up her cart with all her best sellers. Futa, gender-shifting, pain amplifiers, and various poisons that were made to be slow and excruciating to the victim. She had a few healing potions as well, but she mainly just had those because it made her feel like not a complete freak, not because they actually sold well.

She was just opening the door when... what was that awful smell? Oh... it was a filthy earth pony with a stick rammed up her cunt collapsed on her doorstep. Well, it wasn’t the first near-murder victim that had shown up at her doorstep, so may as well get them in before their killer showed up.

“Oh you poor little fuck,” said Zecora, “You are totally covered in muck!”

Unfortunately for Zecora, Marble’s ‘killers’ weren’t very far behind. In fact, no sooner had Zecora stepped out to assist than she heard somepony rummaging through her cart. She turned to see Limestone digging through it, and was carefully thinking of a rhyme to tell her to fuck off when she got fucked off herself, via a powerful hoof slamming right between her thighs.

Zecora absorbed half a dozen powerful cunt-punts from Pinkie and Maud before collapsing onto the ground. No sooner had she hit the ground before they were upon her, kicking her over and tackling her racially-inferior plot. Maud and Pinkie each grasped around her hind legs, twisting hard and cracking her thighs with sickening cracks.

Zecora cried out as pain spasmed up through her hind legs, but they didn’t stop with one snap, moving up her legs and breaking them at every joint, making sure they were twisted beyond recognition, convulsing and shards of bones jutting through flesh.

Tears streamed down Zecora’s face as she watched Limestone pass gender-swap potions to the other two mares, and Zecora knew exactly what was coming next. This wasn’t exactly her first time being gang-raped by ponies, though they didn’t normally break her legs first.

This was normally the point where she’d put a curse on the ponies assaulting her, but apparently Pinkie had warned about that, because Limestone very quickly grabbed hold of Zecora’s head, pinning it to the ground and literally stomping on it, not stopping until she heard several cracks. Zecora spit up blood as her jaw was fractured and skull cracked in several places, pain penetrating through her head. Limestone yanked her head off the ground, then kissed her, grabbing hold of her tongue in the process, biting down and ripping back to yank it out by the root.

The Pies had chosen the gender-swap potions instead of futa potions because, while they stung a bit more than just the futa version, it also completely morphed around their rather sore pussies, replacing it with a nice fully intact shaft that felt nothing but good.

Zecora writhed as she felt the throbbing shafts against her, but was helpless to stop it as Maud crammed her zebra-cunt full of pulsating fuck meat, immediately ramming her womb door even as Pinkie forced herself into Zecora’s back door. Limestone finished the trio by forcing Zecora’s head back, opening her shattered muzzle wide and ramming right down her throat, face-fucking her and moaning as her shaft stretched out Zecora’s neck.

“Welcome to your new life, stripey-slut,” Limestone groaned.

“The only dances you’ll be doing now is bouncing on our dicks!” giggled Pinkie, seeming to feel a bit more like herself. Violent rape of an innocent had a way of putting her into a good mood.

All Zecora could do was cry and gag on Limestone’s shaft as Maud and Pinkie played pelvis-ping-pong with her plot, Maud quickly forcing her way into Zecora’s womb and Pinkie straightening a good portion of Zecora’s intestines.

Marble was left alone for a moment, watching her sisters have a go at her replacement. Well, if there was one thing that might allow her to live a bit longer, it would be if they were unable to find a replacement. Normally Marble would have welcomed death, but she really wanted to live to see Monster murder them all, and was confident if she could just stay alive long enough, she’d see it.

As her sisters were distracted with Zecora, Marble wobbled her way into Zecora’s hut, carefully searching for anything that she might could use. Finding a herb-cutting knife, she made sure it was sharp, then staggered right back out into the happy-fun-rape-time happening in front of Zecora’s shack. Before any of her sisters could notice what she was doing, Marble lunged for Zecora’s neck, ramming the blade into her and dragging it across, slicing her throat open wide and opening a fountain of red onto the ground as Zecora gagged violently.

Limestone shrieked as the blade also penetrated into her own shaft, unable to stop her thrusting before the sudden stabbing pain had literally shredded her shaft down the middle. She yanked free, bloody cock sliced cleanly in two down the middle. She fumbled at the potion cart, grasping hold of a male-to-female gender-swap potion and hoping it worked as she guzzled it down.

Sadly for Limestone, this only replaced her bleeding cock with a bleeding pussy, and only after guzzling several of Zecora’s healing potions did she bring the blood back to a trickle.

By this time, Zecora was twitching her last, Maud and Pinkie still banging her back and forth. In their excitement, neither of them had noticed that their act of rape had become an act of necrophilia. Pinkie squealed as she blew a hot load into the corpse-ass, Maud barely grunting as she blew her own solid stream of seed into Zecora’s womb, swelling up her belly, both ponies riding Zecora’s deathgasm as it massaged their shafts to perfection.

“Fucking cunt!” Limestone groaned, immediately tackling Marble and grabbing the same blade that had just murdered Zecora. She stopped short of stabbing Marble’s own throat though as she realized that if she did, they’d no longer have a fuck slave. Well, Marble’s plan seemed to have worked.

“Why is she dead?” Maud asked, just noticing the blood that had coated her face as it sprayed from Zecora’s throat.

“Limey, we weren’t supposed to kill this one, silly!” Pinkie pointed out, “We’re supposed to kill the other one!”

“I didn’t do it, dumbass!” Limestone groaned, “Fucking fuck... well at least we got a stock of potions... with no way to make more... fuck.”

“Seriously?” asked Pinkie, “Wow, we’ve lived two chapters longer than I thought we would. Guess we’re probably goners next one though.”