Shattering Sunset's Spirit

Sunset sighed as she approached her house. She could hear her parents moving in the house, their voices a hushed, panicked half-whisper. Sunset wanted nothing more than to shout, to tell her parents to run, but that would just end poorly for everyone. That would kill them for sure. Maybe, if she did what Celestia said, there was a chance of them escaping with their lives.

“Have you given your explanation any thought?” asked Celestia, her magic hiding her and Twilight from view. “I hope you’ve figured out how to make it up to Mr. and Mrs. Shimmer. To lie to them for so long, it’s going to break their hearts. You should think it through.”

“Please. I’m begging you. Don’t hurt my parents,” sniffled Sunset, her tears returning in full force. “You can torture me. Make me forget what you’ve done so you can keep breaking me. Please! Just don’t hurt my parents!”

“Oh, Sunset. I have no intentions of hurting your parents,” said Celestia, much to Sunset’s surprise. “I was thinking it over when I was sending Maud to spend some time with her sisters. I’ve decided that I’m not going to hurt Sky or Dusty, so long as you do what I say. So, stop talking, open the door, and tell the the truth.”

Sunset bit her lip, but didn’t chance any further comment. She just reached under a rock by her driveway to retrieve the spare key. She unlocked the door, pushed it open, and, with a still-shaken stomach, dragged dead Sunset’s body through the door.

“M-mom? Dad?” Sunset called. She heard shuffling, clattering as her parents approached. They burst into the hall, their eyes wet with tears. Sky Shimmer was clearly shaken, her dark, reddish hair frazzled. She trembled in her husband’s arms, Dusty keeping strong for his wife. He adjusted his glasses as he entered the hall, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.

“Sunny?” said Dusty. He ran a hand through his short, spiky blonde hair. “Thank God, you’re okay, we were so worried!”

“We heard about what happened at the school,” said Sky. “We’re so relieved, we…” She just seemed to put together the state of Sunset’s being, naked and bloody. “Why are you naked? Jesus Christ, what happened to your eye!” Her eyes fell on the leg that Sunset was dragging. “S-sunset…?”

“There’s something I have to tell you,” said Sunset weakly. “I’m… I’m not who you think I am. I’m not… I’m not really your daughter.” The Shimmers went quiet, unsure of what was going to happen. “So… You know about Equestria, right?”

“The world of magic horses?” asked Dusty uneasily. Sunset nodded. “What about it?”

“Well, in Equestria… Every person has a counterpart in Equestria. An exact copy. My friends, you… Sunset Shimmer.”

“W-what?”

“I’m not really your daughter. I’m the Sunset Shimmer from Equestria.” It hurt Sunset to admit this, to see the betrayal and confusion on her parents’ faces. Invisible to everyone except Sunset, Twilight and Celestia were behind casually jerking off to Sunset’s misfortune. Occasionally, Celestia would lick her ear, teasing her with her tongue. “I’ve been lying to you for a few years now.”

“But… If you’re not our daughter…” Sky covered a gasp with her palm. “Then… Where is…”

Sunset gulped heavily, and pulled dead Sunset forward, dropping her at Sky and Dusty’s feet. Sunset had went to clean the cadaver before this meeting but, of course, Celestia forbade it. The Shimmers were forced to look down at their daughter’s corpse, her eye dripping with yellowish cum,

“Oh my God…” Sky’s tears were renewed, and even Dusty let the waterworks begin. “Dear lord, that’s our daughter…”

“I killed her. I’m so, so sorry. It was an accident. I didn’t mean for it to happen,” sobbed Sunset, crying right alongside the people she called her parents. “It was an accident, and I didn’t know what to do… I took her place, but everything I said has been true. I really do love you. I’m not your real daughter, but you’re really my mom and dad.”

The Shimmers, understandably, were taken aback. Celestia could have taken this moment to interject, but she chose to watch for a moment. She was curious to see if Sky and Dusty would forgive the girl that killed her or if they would reject her love. Either way, she was sure to have a show.

“Sunny… This is a lot to take in,” said Dusty. “But you said it was an accident?”

“I swear, I didn’t mean to. I was scared, I lost control, and… I didn’t know what else to do…”

Sunset closed her eye, waiting for her parents to disown her, just like they did in Equestria. To her surprise, a warm, tender embrace found her. She looked up to see her father wrapping his arms around her. He was crying, as was Sky, but the two accepted Sunset as if she truly was their daughter, which, for all intents and purposes, she was.

“It’s okay, Sunshine. We forgive you,” whispered Sky. “You came back around, and we love you. That’s all that matters. We’ll… We’ll sort this out somehow.”

“Don’t you worry, Sunny.” Dusty kissed her on the forehead. “It’s going to be okay.”

“No… No, it isn’t,” whimpered Sunset. She buried her face into her father’s chest, allowing herself this brief loving contact before Celestia came and snatched it away. “I’m sorry, I can’t stop her…”

“I suppose that means you’re ready to get this show on the road?” Celestia removed her spell, revealing Twilight and herself. The Shimmers jumped in surprise, their uneasiness not helped by Sunset’s tightened grip. The fear in their daughter was palpable, and infectious. Soon enough, they were trembling as Celestia approached, stroking her cock as she did.

“Who are you?” demanded Dusty. He stepped between Celestia and his family, which amused Celestia to no end. It had been so long since anyone dared to oppose her. She grinned as Dusty’s misplaced bravery wavered. She could see almost see the resolve leave his body, her sheer presence enough to reduce him to a trembling shadow of a man.

“I am Celestia. Sunset used to be my student, until she decided she’d rather run to this wretched world,” said Celestia. “This is my wife, Twilight.”

“Why do you have… Ahem.” Sky blushed despite the severity of the situation. “Erm… Erections?”

“I never really go soft these days, not with all of the depravity to partake in.” Celestia chuckled slightly. “Twilight, however, is probably jerking off to the idea of fucking your corpses.”

“You promised you wouldn’t hurt them,” said Sunset. “You said you told the truth, and you promised you wouldn’t hurt them!”

“And I won’t. What I will do is relocate us. Someplace with a bit more space.” Celestia peered around, finally deciding on the kitchen area. “That ought to give us a lot of room to play. Sunset, dear, please lead the way to the kitchen. Twilight, the body. And Mr and Mrs. Shimmer… I hope you’re good at following instructions. For Sunset’s sake.”

“What—” Dusty started to say something, but was stopped by Sunset’s hand on his chest. She shook her head, pleading him to play nice, and led the group out of the hall. Twilight scooped up dead Sunset and carried her forward and into the kitchen. It was a big room, with an attached dining room area. Celestia pointed them towards the table, grinning with anticipation.

“Sunset, you were always something of a Daddy’s Girl, so you pair up with Dusty,” directed Celestia. “And I know how you just love your MILFs, so you get Sky, Twilight.”

“Get me?” asked Sky. “Get me for what?”

“She’s… She’s going to have sex with you,” sighed Sunset.

“Like hell she is,” snarled Dusty. “I’ll—”

“Dad. Twilight is going to have sex with Mom. There’s nothing we can do about it.” Sunset felt her empty eye socket twitch in pain, just a reminder at what she had lost. “And it’s not gonna be good for her. I wish we could do something to help her, but we can’t. All we can do is get this over with.”

“What is this exactly?” asked Dusty. Sunset sighed, then grabbed her father by the wrist. She eased him to the dining room table, sitting him down on its surface. Beside him, Twilight was grabbing Sky by the hair and forcefully pinning her back to the table. “Hey! Don’t—”

Sunset kissed Dusty deeply, stealing the rest of his sentence. Twilight stopped to make Sky watch her daughter make out with her husband, taking great pleasure in her obvious discomfort. Sunset finally broke away, crying from her good eye yet again.

“I’m sorry about this, Dad,” she said. She went to work unbuckling her father’s pants. Dusty was too taken aback to realize what was happening until Sunset had gotten his jeans and underwear down, freeing his cock to the world.

“Sunny, what are you doing?” Dusty tried to resist, but also didn’t want to hurt his daughter. As such, Sunset overpowered him fairly easily, pushing him onto his back. She glanced back at Celestia, who sat herself on the countertop with dead Sunset. Celestia lifted the corpse up and slid her cock into its ass, smirking at Sunset as she fucked her dead copy. Sunset shuddered, then turned her attention back to her dad. She tried to calm her breathing, then brought her lips to Dusty’s cock. While she licked her father’s dick, coaxing him to attention, Sunset could hear her mother struggling, begging Twilight to stop.

Twilight had already ripped Sky’s clothes from her body, literally tearing her panties away and tossing them to the floor. She gripped Sky’s thighs tightly, digging her fingers into Mrs. Shimmer’s thighs, and thrust into her pussy. Sky let out a sharp yelp as Twilight went to work, pounding her cunt with reckless abandon.

“Sunny, stop!” Dusty tried to reach over and save his wife, but couldn’t do much with Sunset on top of him like that. “Your mother—”

“Daddy, please just let me do this.” Sunset clambered on top of him, straddling Dusty and grinding her pussy against his dick. Dusty grunted as her felt his cock get harder against his daughter’s hot, juicy snatch. “These two… They’re monsters. And if I don’t make them happy, it’s going to be bad for me. For us. So please, just try not to hate this too much. And Mom…” Sunset didn’t dare look towards her mother, a sobbing mess beside her. “I’m sorry. Just don’t give her any reason to hurt you more. Try to make her cum.”

“S-sunny…” Sky sobbed, but did as she was told. She tried to not to resist, to just let Twilight rape her, but that didn’t seem to be enough. Twilight grabbed Sky’s left hand, and slowly bent her middle finger back. Sky quaked in pain, peaking in a shriek when Twilight snapped the bone.

“Celestia!” shouted Sunset. “You said—”

“I said that I won’t hurt them. I never promised anything of what Twilight would do to them,” said Celestia, groping what remained of dead Sunset’s tits. “Or what you would do.”

Horror clawed at Sunset. How could she not have noticed that loophole? The hope for her parents’ safety had distracted her. Sunset gulped, and leaned forward to kiss Dusty again. While she did, she slipped his cock into her cunt and brought his hand to her breast. Maybe, if she put on a good enough show for Celestia, they would all emerge unscathed.

“Dad, you have to get into it,” whispered Sunset. “If she gets bored, she’s going to make me hurt you. You’ve got to fuck me like you mean it. Pound me, talk dirty to me, do whatever you have to do to give her a good show.”

“Sunny, you’re my daughter,” said Dusty, though his cock didn’t particularly seem to care. “I can’t… This is so wrong…”

“Dad, she made me have sex with a corpse. The concept of ‘wrong’ is a huge turn-on for her.” Sunset let out a breathy moan, bouncing gently on her father’s cock. “I don’t know what she’ll do to us if she’s not kept happy, so you have to fuck me. Pretend I’m Mom, or whoever you need to pretend you’re having sex with. Just do it!”

Dusty didn’t especially want to fuck his daughter, especially not with his wife being raped right next to him, but Sunset’s fear was too strong to ignore. She really needed him to do this, or else something bad would happen. In any case, his body had no real concept of incest, and reacted to Sunset’s twat the way it would react to anyone’s. His hands found Sunset’s hips and he held on tight while he bucked his hips, pounding into his daughter’s perfect pussy.

“F-fuck…” A groan escaped Dusty as his daughter’s cunt squeezed down on his dick. Reflexively, he spared his wife a glance, who was trying her hardest not to cry. Twilight was fucking her mercilessly, literally lapping at the tears that ran down her face, while her husband and daughter fucked right beside her. Sky knew she was being unfair, that Sunset and Dusty had no say in the matter, but she couldn’t help but recoil at Sunset’s moans, the groans that she was so used to being for her. She couldn’t look anymore, and turned to look her rapist in the eyes.

“Hehehe, I love moms like you,” giggled Twilight. “So fun to rape! I kinda wish we weren’t going to kill you, because I’d love to put a baby in you. I’d rape your pregnant cunt every day until you were ready to pop my baby out, then fuck that fetus right out of you. Hehe, maybe we’d even give you a cock, so you can feel a freshly born hole around your cock. But I’m going to have to settle with busting a nut in your hot MILF snatch before ripping you apart!”

Sunset kept going, kept bouncing on her father’s cock, even while hearing what Twilight was saying. She focused on her dad, guiding him and giving him instruction to grope her tits and slap her ass. She swore it was for Celestia, but she’d be lying if she was entirely against it. After the day she had, any sex without a large amount of pain was a blessing, even if it was foul, incestious, and under dubious consent. She felt so safe in her father’s embrace, his gentle grasp soothing in a strange way.

“What do you say, Twilight?” Celestia pulled dead Sunset’s cum-filled ass from her cock and flipped her around to take her pussy. “Ready to move on to the good stuff?”

“Yes, my queen!” giggled Twilight. “I’d like to take this bitch’s arms off, please!”

Celestia smirked, then used her magic to manufacture a hacksaw, which floated into Twilight’s grasp. She immediately went to work, placing the saw right at the bend of Sky’s elbow. She worked it back and forth, relishing in her screams and the feel of flesh shredding. Sky’s screams intensified when Twilight hit bone, cracking it enough to begin bending and pulling off with her hands.

“Sky! Sky!” Dusty screamed and thrashed, reaching for his wife. Sunset pinned his hands down and kissed him again, begging him silently to understand. She had to fuck him. He couldn’t get distracted. It was his only chance.

“Thanks for the hand!” cackled Twilight, pulling Sky’s arm free with a splintering snap. Twilight waved to Sky with her own hand, then forced the severed limb into a fist. Twilight pulled her cock from Sky’s cunt, dripping with pussy juice and a fair amount of blood, and immediately thrust into her asshole, earning another scream for her troubles. Twilight giggled at the pained squeals before shoving the severed fist into Mrs. Shimmer’s gaping, ruined pussy. She continued pounding Sky’s tight asshole, using the severed limb to fist her cunt while she did.

“Your turn, Sunny,” said Celestia, barely heard over Sky’s pitiful wails. “What do you want to kill your dear daddy with?”

Sunset sobbed, shuddering as her father made her cum around his cock. She bit her lip, unable to think. She just wanted to savor this moment for as long as she could. Who knew when she’d next get an orgasm this painless?

“I l-love you, Daddy. I’m sorry,” sobbed Sunset. “Give me… A knife.”

Celestia nodded, then swirled her magic through the air to create a knife, which fell into Sunset’s open palm. Sunset inspected it, a snarl creeping onto her features. The blade was rusty and dull. It could certainly cut flesh, but it wouldn’t be easy. It would be slow and painful.

“My mom is a sushi chef,” she said through gritted teeth. “She has a perfectly good yanagi in the drawer right next to you!” Celestia pulled the drawer in question open, pulling out a long, thin knife.

“You called this a yanagi?” asked Celestia. She stood up and crossed the room to Sunset.

“Yes. It’s for sashimi, it’s a food we eat in this world. It’s really thin slices of— AH!”

While Sunset was talking, Celestia plunged the knife into her side, right between her ribs. Sunset gasped as blood filled her lungs, setting her chest on fire. Celestia twisted the knife a bit before pulling it out and wiping the blood off on Sunset’s arm.

“Really thin slice of what? I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that last part,” said Celestia. “Don’t you know that it’s rude to just trail off when you’re speaking with someone?”

“F-fish… Thin slices… of fish…” Sunset grasped at the wound, then let out a hacking cough. Blood splattered out, spraying Dusty’s horrified face with a mist of red.

“Fascinating. You’ll have to make it for me some time. I’m sure your mother has passed some of her skills onto you,” said Celestia. She returned to her counter and fucking dead Sunset, dropping the yanagi back in the drawer she found it.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” said Sunset again. “She… She wants me to kill you…”

“It’s okay, honey,” said Dusty slowly. “It’s okay. She won’t kill you if you kill me, so… Do what you have to. I’ll forgive you.”

Sunset didn’t have the heart to tell him that she wished with all her heart that she would die like him. She didn’t have the heart to tell him that life for her would be hell until Celestia decided she was bored with her and saw fit to kill her, in an undoubtedly agonizing way. She didn’t have the heart to tell him that, when he was gone, there would be no rest for him, that Celestia would most assuredly pilfer his very soul and defile his corpse.

Sunset examined the knife she had been provided with, trying to figure out how to best use it. The edge was quite dull, but the point was still plenty useable. If she was quick about it, put all her weight into her stab, she should be able to plunge the blade into his heart and kill him quickly and, relatively, painlessly.

“She’s not gonna like that, you know,” said Twilight, watching Sunset aim her knife above Dusty’s heart. “That’s boring. She wants to see something exciting! Like this!” Twilight pulled her cock free and leapt onto the table, grabbing her hacksaw and pressing it to Sky’s throat. She took a moment to lick her tears, savor the terror in the older woman’s heart, and briskly began to saw at her throat. The blade split the skin quickly, and made similarly short work of the meaty flesh beneath. Sky tried to scream, only managing a gargle on her blood. Twilight grabbed Sky by the hair and propped her head up, then shoved her cock into the slit she had made in the throat. She fucked Sky’s throat, literally, smirking at Sunset’s horrified sobs.

Sunset turned her eyes away, focusing on her father. He squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see what would happen to him, nor did he want to lay eyes on his wife. Sunset’s hands trembled, the wet, sloppy sounds of her mother being throatfucked acting as a big distraction. She steeled herself as best as she could, and plunged her knife downward.

The blade stabbed into Dusty’s chest, only managing to go in about a half inch. Sunset squealed and, by some reflex, pulled the knife right back out. Dusty let out a pained groan, then another as Sunset tried again, with equally disappointing results.

“Sorry! I’m so, so sorry!” Sunset ripped the knife free again and, just as before, stabbed Dusty in the chest. She got a little deeper this time, but still not deep enough to do much more than make him suffer. Sunset panicked, her heart shattering when she realized what she had to do. She bounced on her father’s cock, feeling it twitch inside of her.

“Ooh, Daddy, fuck me harder! It feels so good!” moaned Sunset. She grinded her hips down before bouncing up and down again, quicker than she had ever done before. Instinctively, Dusty matched her speed, pistoning his cock up into his daughter. He pounded her, her hot, breathy moans distracting him from the fact that he had just been stabbed.

“Sunny, I think I’m gonna cum!” he groaned, opening his eyes. “I’m gonna—”

Dusty screamed as Sunset plunged her knife into his soft, squishy eyeball. The knife, while not sharp enough to do much to his chest, punctured through his eye and brain with ease. His screams reverberated throughout the room, drawing to a stop as Sunset twisted the knife, digging it deeper into his skull. In one last involuntary act, his cock erupted, sending jets of hot cum into his daughter’s womb. Sunset let out a sobbing, shaky squeal as she came again, falling forward onto her dad’s chest. She could feel his heartbeat slow to a stop, leaving him, cold, empty. Dead.

“Stupid fucking cunt!” Twilight bucked her hips fiercely, letting out a bestial, animalistic grunt as she came. “Take my cum, useless corpse cunt!” She thrusted one last time, shoving her cock out of Sky's mouth as she erupted, spewing a geyser of cum and blood up into the air. Pinkish, bloody jizz rained down onto her and Sky, staining Mrs. Shimmer's face with the combined fluids. She leaned forward and lapped it up, savoring the death of her friends' mother.

“Good work, you two.” Celestia reached out with her magic and snatched up the Shimmers’ souls, shredding them as she stole their hopes for peace and consumed them. The souls tipped her over the edge, and she let out a thick jet of cum into dead Sunset’s desecrated cunt. “Especially you, Sunset. You did far better than I would’ve expected.”

“What about me, my love?” asked Twilight, panting wildly. She pulled her bloody cock from Sky’s dead throat, grinning madly. “Did I do good?”

“Meh. You lose points for being clingy.” Celestia grinned at Twilight’s dejected frown. “And, as a prize for doing so well, Sunny, I’m only going to make you take one of your parents for the corpse pile. So, who’s cadaver do you want to be fucking for the foreseeable future?”

Sunset bawled against her father’s chest, feeling his cum ooze through her. Her hand found his, and she interlaced their fingers. Sunset sat there for a moment, feeling the heat seep from Dusty and his body grow ever-colder, before she answered.

“My Dad,” she said. Her voice was low, almost a whisper. “Daddy…”

“Very well. Twilight, you can keep Sky, if you like,” said Celestia. “And, of course, Corpse-set is mine. I’m going to have a lot of fun raping her dead holes while you kill people for my amusement.”

“P-please,” begged Sunset. “No more… No more…” Celestia laughed, pulling dead Sunset up and slinging her over her shoulder. She shrouded Dusty and Sky in her magic and teleported them away for later use. Celestia gestured to Twilight, who rushed to her feet and roughly yanked Sunset with her. Twilight dragged Sunset along to follow Celestia out of the house.

“Oh, Sunny.” Celestia grinned a wicked grin. “We’re just getting started.”