Tales from the Canterlot Mortuary

The body was found in the morning after a jogger passed by her on the bench and noticed how she wasn’t responsive. The jogger lightly touched her plump legs, but still no response. Panicked, he first tried to call the police, but after a moment to think, he decided to just touch her just a bit more.

The woman’s chubby, pink body looked too cute not to at least feel. Erect nipples were outlined on her bra, as well as a cameltoe on her shorts. He squeezed her breasts, even sneaking a peak by pulling out her bra and looking down her chest. As he saw her nipples, he dug his hand into them and felt them up. He also felt up her crotch, tracing the outline of her cameltoe and rubbing his middle finger against the slit. He got on top of her and grinded his groin against hers. Her breasts bounced in rhythm as he groped at her belly. He even took the time to feel up her legs. With just a few thrusts, he jizzed in his pants. He didn’t want to go any further than that to avoid suspicion, so he called the cops and went on his merry way.

Police bagged the body and shipped off her body to the morgue. The mortician there unzipped the bag and pulled the chubby body out. He laid her down on the cold metallic table and jotted down the information he was given. The corpse was that of Pinkie Pie, cause of death to be determined. After that, he wrote a toe tag, took off Pinkie’s shoes and socks, and placed the tag on her toe.

He next took three plastic bags and began to cut through Pinkie’s clothes. With each snip, the shorts became looser and looser. With one final snap, her short lost their grip on Pinkie’s body, exposing her pink thong to the moritican as he scooted her chubby legs to grab her shorts. With two snips, he cut Pinkie’s underwear as well. As he took the panties away, he saw a bush of Pinkie’s pink pubic hair.

The mortician noticed that he was getting hard just by looking at her feet. He decided to take a break and rub her dick against her sweaty soles. As he used Pinkie’s feet to jerk off, he spread her legs just to get a full view of her pussy. He was about to climax… No. Not now. He needed to continue.

He took the scissors and cut off Pinkie’s sports bra. Her breasts jiggled out. He couldn’t resist a grab. As he touched her large breasts and even licked her nipples. That’s when he noticed something…

It had been about six hours since the body was discovered… Wouldn’t the body lose its warmth by now? Suddenly, the corpse’s eyes opened up.

“Huh? W-where am I?” The corpse then spoke.

“The hell!?” The mortician moved away as Pinkie sat up. Her eyes widened as she looked at her naked body on the metal slab.

“What’s going on!? W-were you fondling me?” The mortician shook. If she tells anyone, his job’s over…

Unless…

Before Pinkie could say anything, the mortician squeezed Pinkie’s neck. Pinkie writhed as the mortician got on top of her. Her legs kicked at him, but he wouldn’t let up. His pants were already down and as he got closer to Pinkie, his dick entered her vagina. He began to have sex with her as he continued to choke her. Pinkie slowly lost the strength to fight back as her mind focused more on how she was getting turned on with this.

“Ungh! Yes!” The mortician exclaimed as Pinkie began to grit her teeth. Just a bit longer… He could feel Pinkie’s muscles twitch before she gave out one last gasp of air. Her limbs became limp save for the occasional spasms. A few spasms were felt in her vagina, which made the mortician ejaculate into her. As he pulled out, Pinkie continued to writhe. With one tight twist, the mortician popped her neck and ensured she wouldn’t get back up. Now all he can do is watch as the cutie jerk about until they too die, all while he recorded it as a momento. And after that, urine came out of her vagina and flushed out the cum.

Once that was done and over with, the mortician straightened out Pinkie’s body before the muscles began its rigor mortis. He closed her rolled up eyes and pushed her tongue back into her mouth. As far as everyone was concerned, Pinkie’s cause of death was a heart failure. He wrote that on Pinkie’s toe tag and covered her up.

Three days passed as Pinkie’s family came to claim her. They would move her back to their farm where they would bury her. They didn’t care about what she would wear and thus she was buried in the nude, though as they transported her corpse, one of Pinkie’s sisters didn’t seem to mind sneaking a grab at her plump ass or fingering her…

Not that she would have minded, dead or alive. But still, a tragedy could have been avoided if someone had checked her pulse.