Spikey Wikey, Too

Starlight had taken too long and was a little late for the get together at Trixie’s wagon. Because of that, and because she didn’t want to explain to ponies why Twilight was acting like an idiot while walking there, she teleported herself and Twilight with no warning.

She found Trixie, wearing her trademark hat and cape. The other unicorn was sprawled out, idly rubbing at her pussy and staring at a clock, then growled at Starlight as soon as she arrived.

“You’re late!” Trixie said. “And Maud is even later! Trixie is always on time, why can’t you be… is that Twilight?”

Their friendly meets had started as general get-togethers, but they always ended with them in a moist pile of flesh thrusting at or into one another. Eventually, they dropped all pretense and just had sex for the entire thing, usually all night. Maud would often attend too, as would the occasional guest, pony they roofied at the local pub, or foalnapped filly guide.

“You’re on time because it's in your wagon,” Starlight rolled her eyes. “And because you have no other friends and thus nothing else to be doing. The only reason we still like you is cause you’re a freak in the sack and won't tell on us when we break the law.”

“Why you…” Trixie started, but it wasn’t like she could do anything to Starlight. She was barely functional as a mage.

“Hi, Trixie!” Twilight waved with a big stupid grin.

“Hi… Twilight?” Trixie tilted her head. “Are you here for the uh…sex? I mean Trixie thinks you’re reasonably hot so will sex you for sure, but… it’s a little odd as much as you get onto us for bucking at the school.”

“I think it’s more us bucking in every single room of the school,” smirked Starlight. “But yes she’s here for sex.”

“I don’t like sneks!” said Twilight. “Fluttershy says I should but they’re scary! Starstar said I should be here though and she’s really smart! Are you smart Trixie?” She sounded like a foal being led into a foal fiddler’s candy wagon.

"Is she roofied?" Trixie tilted her head at Starlight. "Are we gonna rape her? That's hot!"

“She's roofied in a way, but permanently,” smirked Starlight when Trixie looked at her in confusion. “You know how I told you and Maud that I still wanted revenge one day? Suffice to say, she’s permanently retard-ified. Mind completely destroyed beyond repair. She’ll never bother any of us again, so we can get back to more of the things we like to do, perhaps.” She let Trixie think that she’d done it completely herself.

“You’re serious?” Trixie’s eyes lit up, looking over at Twilight with a grin and walking over to her. “Oh this is beautiful, just what the bitch deserved for defiling the Great and Powerful Trixie’s image!” She glanced back at Starlight. “Starlight? Trixie desires to impale this senseless thot on a massive cock! With ridges, and a knot!”

“You like tying knots?” Twilight tilted her head. “Are you a sailor?”

Starlight rolled her eyes when Trixie couldn’t even gender morph herself. Starlight cast the spell easily, giving Trixie the shaft that she knew she’d want, which was basically an exact replica of the manticore dicks that the mare favored so much. Unlike the weird magic Spike was using, this kept Trixie’s pussy intact, nestled behind her sack as it grew down. A thick sheath swelled out as well, a shaft with tickly barbs and an already thick knot at the base slipping free.

Starlight preferred a more typical equine shaft for herself, though it was certainly larger than the average stallion, thick and veiny and moist, ready to go as soon as it spilled out. Both her and Trixie were had large enough endowments now that without Starlight’s magic, they’d probably be dizzy from blood loss as soon as they got fully hard.

“My pathetic former rival,” Trixie posed, then bowled Twilight over onto her back, pinning her down and forcing her legs apart with her telekinesis. “Don’t worry, you still have all the parts you need to be useful to Trixie.”

“Ow!” Twilight complained. “Starstar, Trix is mean, should I push her off?”

“Can you even do that anymore?” Starlight laughed.

Apparently she could. Trixie flew across the room, landing against the opposite wall and squeaking as she landed onto the floor head first. Her overly large dick smacked her in the face when she landed. It seemed the magic-dampening effect of the potion hadn't been permanent.

“Trixie!” Starlight laughed. “You just got thrown off by a half-wit, how does that feel? Interesting she can still use her magic even if she’s too dumb to apply it in the right situations… Twilight. Don’t do that again. We need to rape you for… medical purposes. And only use magic when I tell you, hm? I’m the only one smart enough to decide for your brainless ass.”

“Oh, okay!” Twilight nodded. “Sorry Trix, you can come do the rape thing now!”

“Trixie will not go easy on you,” Trixie said as she wobbled up and staggered over, her cape swishing about. She yanked Twilight’s tail out of the way again, pulling her up to her haunches. “Is she already dripping cum?”

“Yeah,” Starlight laughed. When Twilight faced Twilight towards her, Starlight turned her around to give Trixie the ass instead. “Spike, Smolder, and Rarity were ganging on her earlier. Spike has had… a change of heart on a few things. Murdered a few students, raped their corpses, raped Smolder into submission as a mate, had Rarity zombiefied into a sex slave, was raping Ember too when I left… some other stuff too maybe, I don’t know.”

“The school sure is exciting sometimes!” Twilight nodded, not even seeming to notice when two new pulsating shafts pressed against her warm body from either side. “I’m glad I’m head-thingy of the school!” Her pussy was sopping wet still, seemingly permanently so now, and her ass was still moist from it’s most recent raping.

“Trixie wanted her cunt!” Trixie complained, but didn’t try to turn her back around. Instead she pushed her shaft against Twilight’s rear. “Hm, if Spike is murdering ponies at the school, do you think there might be some job openings there soon?” She panted as she popped inside, rolling her eyes back and taking the first thrust slow so that she could enjoy finally getting her rape on with Twilight. After that, she took heavy thrusts, forcing her ridges and knot past the still-tight anal ring.

“I defeated her, I get first dibs, her womb is mine,” Starlight huffed. She used her magic to teleport Spike’s seed out from Twilight’s womb, letting it fall onto Twilight’s head. “Besides, you can fuck her retarded cunt just about any time now. She’s too mindless to say no.” Starlight cast a second spell to make Twilight’s cunny churn with revived fertility, then forced her shaft in with one stroke. The overly-long flesh pushed snugly up against Twilight’s cervix on the first shove, and Twilight began knocking on it violently with new thrusts. “And Twilight dear, you’re not Headmistress, you never have been. Don’t you remember? I’ve always been headmistress and you’ve always been the head of the Rape Bait squad. Spike is the Rape Bait Administrator so he helps decide who should rape you next.”

“That makes sense!” Twilight said between squeals as her body was pushed back and forth between the other mares. “Maybe if I do good I’ll get a promotion!” They slowly went from taking turns and bouncing her hips back and forth to pushing in at the same time, Twilight’s gut swelling slightly at taking two massive shafts at once.

“Sure yeah, something like that,” groaned Starlight, hips tensing as her movements became spastic in and out of her new delectable rape meat. She panted to Trixie as she leaned over to kiss her. “I’m gonna use this slut as a foal factory. Despite what I did to her head, her genes should still net me some better offspring than you ever could.”

“Hmph,” Trixie growled, but still kissed Starlight in return. She tensed herself up, drooling down onto Twilight’s face. Twilight seemed too stupid to even close them, saliva drooling over them as she wondered why they stung.

The conversation took a brief pause as both mares expelled their loads into Twilight. The magical shafts had an endless supply of seed, so they didn’t have to hold back when pumping their victim full.

“Ah, I’ve missed these holes of yours since I had you and your friends gang-raped in my village,” Starlight groaned. As soon as she finished, she yanked herself and Trixie out, even Trixie’s knot, turning Twilight around between them as she squeaked at the sudden repositioning. Starlight didn’t offer Trixie her pussy yet. Instead she pushed Trixie back and Twilight down into a head down ass up position. “Take her muzzle, Trix. I suspect stupid sperm may be faster, so I want to give mine a good head start.”

“Aw you missed them? That’s sad!” Twilight said as Trixie grumbled slightly, but took hold of Twilight’s head all the same.. “Should we invite your village over?”

“Unfortunately not,” Starlight rolled her eyes. “They’ve passed laws against rape since I left. They even made it illegal to fuck foals under 12 years of age. The nerve!” As she pondered the injustice of preventing her dick from being inside foals, she pushed her still slickened shaft to Twilight’s posterior. She wasted no time pressing inside, and Twilight’s grunt of discomfort was quickly cut off as Trixie took no time invading her throat.

“It’s really gone down the shitter since you left,” Trixie noted about Starlight’s village, forcing Twilight’s muzzle open wide. “When Trixie did a show there, they kicked her out for the part where I shot myself out of a cannon and landed on a manticore’s cock.” She felt her shaft throb a little thinking about her manticores, and soon was gleefully pounding Twilight’s throat as her balls repeatedly smacked her chin.

“But that’s the best part!” raged Starlight, now every bit as angry as Trixie at the stupidity of it all. “And then you shoot a second manticore out of it that lands with his dick in your ass, then a third that lands in your throat! Not even Hoofdini could have done that!... because you know… he only had the two holes.” It was especially angering after how many test subjects they’d gone through training the manticores to do that… good thing Twilight never found that mass grave while she still had sense.

“Even Canterlot didn’t kick me out for that part,” Trixie nodded. “In fact, Celestia tried to crawl into the cannon herself after she saw me on stage taking three at once!” She plugged Twilight’s nostrils with her magic as she continued to slam her throat, enjoying the sensation of her breathless enemy on her dick. It wasn’t like she had to worry about brain damage from lack of oxygen after all.

“You’d think that slut got enough dick from her army-sized harem without needing to impale her whore ass on your manticore,” Starlight rolled her eyes, smacking Twilight’s flank when she tried to wriggle too much, then slammed harder into her ass like a jackhammer as she stood on her hind legs.

“Seriously!” Trixie nodded. “She didn’t even ask to make sure me and the manticore were in an open relationship first! I mean we are… so it was okay and hot… but we might not have been! More annoyingly, ponies keep asking me at shows if Celestia would be a part of the act. As if Trixie isn’t enough!... ah choke on it my little moron!” Twilight wasn’t struggling for air much even as her face turned more purple than usual, as if having not yet understood why it was that she couldn’t breathe.

“You’re enough?” Starlight grunted as she smacked Twilight’s ass with her hoof again. “Come on, I like you, as a fuck toy at least, but even I won’t pretend you can compete with that thick sunny ass, nor with goddess puss in general. If Celestia or Luna ever offered to replace you, I’d gladly snuff you and leave you rotting in a ditch somewhere.” The idea of leaving Trixie’s well-fucked corpse in a ditch added to the existing hotness of the situation, and Starlight was quickly heading towards climax again.

“Well… well…” Trixie was a bit of a drama queen about her marefriend saying she wanted to murder her. “I’d rather be rotting in a ditch getting corpse-fucked by dogs than pregnant with your spawn!”

“Well this is unexpected,” suddenly a new, very bland voice was part of the conversation. They looked over to find Maud, and Pinkie of all ponies with her, apparently invited to join in. “Not the conversation, the fact that Twilight joined us for our futa-girls night out.”

“Wow, Twilight?” Pinkie giggled. “I didn’t know she had it in her to show up… though I guess she has two of it in her now!”

“Oh she’s only here because I mind-fucked her,” Starlight said, too into her imminent orgasm to think about having said that in front of Pinkie. “She’s permanently retarded now, so she’ll be a regular guest as our rape-toy now… that’s it, take another load, brainless cum bucket.” Starlight drooled onto Trixie as she pounded her spunk into Twilight’s posterior, joining the fuck juice already there as she began to slow her hips.

“I’m down,” said Maud without hesitation.

“You got Trixie out of the mood!” Trixie complained at Starlight as she couldn’t get off so fast, but continued pounding Twilight’s throat. “Trixie isn’t stopping until she gets off or Twilight dies!”

“Wait!” Pinkie blinked at Maud. “Maud… how could you say something that evil?”

“Pinkie,” Maud turned to her sister and reminded her. “I literally helped Starlight enslave a village once, we’ve been over this. Did you think me and her weren’t doing evil things with each other.”

“Yeah… but rape? Really?” Pinkie wasn’t having it.

Starlight wasn’t having Twilight dying either, but also didn’t want to stop Trixie after Starlight had said some semi-mean things to her and might kill her later. Instead she formed a knife with her magic and gave Twilight a precision throat stab, twisting it about to give her a hole to breathe through. Twilight’s face turned less purple as air gushed in and out of the hole, but she squirmed a bit more.

“Pinkie,” Maud peered at Pinkie but didn’t show emotion. “You literally threw a surprise rape party for Fluttershy the other week. You combined it with that FIlly Guide and Colt Cadet initiation and let all of them rape her, like over three dozen foals. For that matter, we’ve been raping Marble since before we were their age.”

“Well yeah,” Pinkie admitted. “But Fluttershy and Marble are both such rape-bait that them having consensual sex would probably be an affront to nature. Twilight isn’t… and taking away her brain uh… we might need that in the future. I mean what if someone starts murdering the friendship students or something?”

“That would never happen, Pinkie,” Maud assured her.

“You both make compelling arguments,” admitted Starlight. “But on careful consideration… I’m going to murder Pinkie.”

“I would have to object to that,” Maud said. “It is Pie Family tradition to only execute family members after a just trial at Holder’s Boulder, at which point we roll it over them if they were found guilty or if it would be fun.”

“Poor sisters Sandstone, Granite, Gypsum, and Slate,” Pinkie nodded, still not taking the threat of murder from Starlight seriously. “I’m okay with doing a trial party there though! I’m sure our parents don’t hate me too much for abandoning our family’s legacy to go have fuck parties, so I’ll probably live.”

“Hmmph,” Trixie chuckled as she rammed the gurgling throat a few more times. “Hear that, Starlight? The dirt pony objects to what we, the master race, deem necessary…. That’s it, finally!” The implication that Pinkie and possibly Maud would now die sent her over the edge as well easily enough. Twilight gagged as cum splattered out the hole in her throat but took a proper breath when Trixie pulled free. This could turn out to be a really fun get together at this rate!

Starlight didn’t waste time restraining the Pie sisters, apparently not amused at their suggestions for how to handle Pinkie’s unreasonable opinion that they shouldn’t turn one of their best friends into their personal multi-hole fleshlight. It wasn’t difficult, since they were both only earth ponies, and soon they were hovering above the ground helplessly.

“Hey, wait!” Pinkie complained. “You can’t kill me, I’m a main cha…” Her eyes widened. “Oh fuck, I just realized this is a fanfic! We might be bucked, Maud!”

“Stop having delusions, Pinkie,” said Maud, still reasonably calm.

“Nooo, it’s a Headless Rainbow fic too!” Pinkie lamented. “This is gonna hurt, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know what you’re on about,” Starlight said. “But yes, it will. Maybe I should use my mind control and…”

“No,” said Pinkie, far more matter-of-factually than normal begging. “You already murdered us like that in a different fic. And this isn’t even your fic, why do you even get to murder me in a chapter for yourself?”

“Okay, whatever,” Starlight shrugged. “Let’s see… Trixie, Maud’s pretty sturdy so get your manticores. Twilight will take care of Pinkie, I want to see if the idiot can still use pretty strong telekinesis instinctively.”

“Ugh, if you insist,” Trixie rolled her eyes. “But Trixie is fucking the Twi-puss next! She demands it!” With that, she trotted out of the wagon to the cages outside.

“I like taking care of my friends!” proclaimed Twilight happily, and wetly, cum drooling from both her muzzle and the bleeding hole in her neck. Luckily it was healing fast enough from her healing factor, so it looked like damaging her in fun ways would be something they could do often.

“Twilight, listen to me,” Starlight looked at her, putting on her serious face. “Pinkie has a horrible disease and is about to die. She’ll say she’s okay, but that’s just because the disease made her brutally stupid."

"She's always stupid," Maud pointed out calmly.

"Like more than usual," Starlight correct herself. "The only cure is to remove her skin with your telekinesis!... while sitting on her face or something.”

“I’ll save you Pinkie!” Twilight bellowed and staggered towards her pink friend, goo draining spectacularly down her thighs as she did so.

“Wait, I’m not sick!” Pinkie screeched, but as she was released from Starlight’s magic, Twilight immediately grabbed Pinkie with her own. It seemed like Twilight would be useful for more things than just being a pin cushion.

“Trixie has returned!” Trixie posed as she leaped back into the wagon, then looked briefly annoyed when no one responded before coming inside. “Fine then, these are my manticores, Excelsior, Thanatos, and Jill.”

“Why is one named Jill again?” Starlight asked as the three large creatures came in. It was a rather tight fit to have them all in here, knocking over everything they came in contact with it seemed. They’d have to replace a lot of Trixie’s stuff, but they could just have Twilight pay for it with royal tax money or something now that she was under their hoof. All three of them had huge erections hanging beneath them when they smelled and saw what was going on.

“Trixie was initially unsure of Jill’s physical gender,” Trixie explained.

“How!?” Starlight asked. “He has the biggest dick of all of them!”

“He’s good at hiding it!” Trixie claimed, then smiled. “Especially in Trixie.”

“I am not looking forward to this,” commented Maud.

“Well,” Starlight comforted her. “75% of the creatures in this room are, so democracy wins, right?”

“You’re just speaking over the mud pony’s head, Starlight,” Trixie pointed out.

Starlight would let the manticores take care of Maud. Though it was hot to know she was betraying her friend Maud to be raped to death by manticores, Starlight had much more interest in watching and helping Twilight torture one of her precious friends.

“It’s for your own good PinkPink!” Twilight assured Pinkie as the earther wriggled frantically in Twilight’s telekinetic grasp. She pinned Pinkie down on one side of the wagon, then dutifully and helpfully began climbing onto her face.

“Twilight, this is…” Pinkie couldn’t get many words out until Twilight sat down on her, smushing her gooey nethers to Pinkie’s face. Even knowing what was about to happen, the slutty pink pony couldn’t help indulging, and Starlight could hear her slurping at Twilight’s pussy and even taking a moment to gargle the cum milkshake that drooled warmly out into Pinkie’s throat.

“It’s Trixie’s turn at that hole!” Trixie kicked Pinkie in the top of her head, disturbing the slurping motions. Instead, Trixie yanked Twilight around, turning her to face the opposite directly while still on Pinkie’s face. She leaned her back, forced her legs open, and grinned widely as she finally got to push her own mare dick into Twilight’s increasingly well-used fuck hole.

“You taste like grape,” Pinkie commented, her voice muffled. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Twilight described as tasting like grape, despite her color.” Trixie shut Pinkie up by pressing Twilight down further again, but the pink pony simply started slurping and gargling at Twilight’s tailhole instead.

Starlight was happy with a nice casual penetration of Pinkie’s other end. She was easy to get into being the cum bucket she was, but surprisingly clamped down nicely over Starlight’s shaft. It seemed that Pinkie put her all into everything even when being murdered.

As for Twilight, she also put her all into everything even when brain damaged. She started at Pinkie’s lower legs, telekinesis tugging at the flesh around her hooves. When it didn’t come up so easily, Twilight slammed the hooves on the floor as hard as she could, desperate to help her friend as Starlight had told her. Pinkie squeaked with each slam until they shattered against the floor, and Twilight was able to grasp the edges of Pinkie’s skin and slowly full her fur back.

“What are you doing?” Twilight asked Trixie and Starlight, but didn’t stop what she as doing.

“Helping you concentrate,” Trixie panted against her as she drilled her hole.

“That makes sense!” decided Twilight.

Somehow being too stupid to know that being plowed should break her concentration resulted in Twilight not having to worry about it. She turned her head up to look at what she was doing behind her as Trixie drooled against her shoulder and rammed her cunt, continuing to pull Pinkie’s fur up her legs. Wanting to get every inch off so that Pinkie could feel better, she took it slowly as Pinkie now thrashed beneath her, having reached the point where gargling Twilight’s ass cum wasn’t enough to keep her enjoying the process.

“Don’t worry Pinkie, I’m making it hurt less!” said Twilight as the flesh pulled up above PInkie’s knees, stretching and turning perfectly inside out with only a single split down the side of each leg’s skin. Pinkie’s muscles were slowly exposed from underneath, twitching delightfully in increasing torment.

Starlight purred, continuing to slowly pump Pinkie’s pink puss while stroking a hoof along the bare muscle. The lightest touch made her jerk violently, but that wasn’t enough pain for Starlight. She used her own magic to open up Trixie’s food cupboard on the wagon, pulling out the container of salt, then beginning to slowly pour it onto Pinkie’s raw skinless flesh, thoroughly rubbing it into the wound spreading all over her body.

The reaction was delightful both in the muffled squeals beneath Twilight and the convulsing of Pinkie’s twat around Starlight’s shaft. Wanting more of those convulsions, Starlight searched for other helpful agents. Trixie was fairly well stocked, so she found vinegar, mustard, ground pony hooves, and cayenne pepper, which she mixed together with her magic and began rubbing into the raw flesh more.

“Ah, this is so relaxing,” sighed Starlight. “Just casually pumping an unwilling bitch’s pussy as you torture her.” She lifted Pinkie’s lower half to give Twilight more room, watching as the skin was peeled out from around her slit, tearing off strips of her vulva as the flesh worked its way off her body upwards towards her belly and chest. Starlight helpfully cracked open Pinkie’s front flailing hooves with her magic so that Twilight could begin working from there as well.

“Isn’t it though,” Trixie panted, taking her time as well, slowing her strokes and watching Pinkie’s form twitch and thrash beneath them. She assisted with Starlight’s efforts as well, using some of the choice ingredients and making sure not a single inch of Pinkie’s increasingly skinless body escaped.

“I need to go potty!” announced Twilight to ruin the moment. “Number two I think!”

“Just shit in her muzzle,” Starlight advised. “Can’t make this cart smell any worse, and earth ponies already smell like rotten sardines.”

“Goodness knows,” chuckled Trixie. “She has enough shit coming out of that hole, so may as well put some back in… wait, what did you say about Trixie’s cart?”

Twilight didn’t hesitate, and Pinkie’s pitiful sobbing against Twilight’s behind turned to chunky gurgling. The first brick of excrement came out thick and hole, shoving into Pinkie’s muzzle as she tried not to swallow it, but then came the splurt of a much wetter load. PInkie was forced to swallow to keep from suffocating, closing her eyes as it splattered all over her face and dribbled down. Though the sound was disgusting, it fit right in with the orchestra of wet noises filling the wagon.

“This has got to be the most bucked up thing I’ve ever done,” said Starlight, continuing to thrust and rub the stinging mixture over Pinkie’s body, scooping a bit of feces from the gagging throat and mixing it in. “It’s… kinda hot…” Pinkie was having literal seizures by that point, both all over her body and all over Starlight’s pulsating shaft, as Twilight worked her way all the way up to the ponies neck.

“Sorry Pinkpink, this is for your own good!” Twilight said. Tossing the main skin aside like a fleshy rug, she looked down and started to peel away Pinkie’s scalp and mane, pulling bits of gooey flesh from her weeping face as well. The whole time, her hips instinctively rolled against Trixie’s affections, even giving her deep kisses whenever she wanted. Twilight finished the chunks of goo splurting from her behind, and began pissing herself as well, which was also mixed to the mess Starlight was rubbing against the skinless pony.

“Such a worthless… fuuuuck,” Trixie felt the warmth of Twilight’s urine sliding down her thighs and went over the edge into Twilight’s pussy, grasping her hips and surging into her as Twilight was yanking the last bit of Pinkie’s flesh free.

“A better worthless fuck than you,” groaned Starlight, speeding up her own thrusting, rubbing her hooves all over Pinkie’s body. She leaned forward to put as much of herself in contact with Pinkie’s meat as possible, knowing that the barest touch was agony for her. “Murdering this bitch is so hot… I think I might leave you for her Trixie… maybe I can murder another bitch today even.”

Maud was a little disappointed she wasn’t getting to enjoy her sister. After all, if she was going to die no matter what, it’d be nice to join the fun, but it seemed that Maud had chosen a different fate so would barely be able to watch.

Since the unicorns had released her from their magic, she did at least put up a fight, kicking Jill right in his huge ball sac when he approached her first, then swinging around to smack Excelsior in the face with both hind hooves. Jill squealed more like a scared rabbit than a manticore, and for a moment Maud thought she might make a run for it. Maybe if she was lucky, she could even come back to make out with her sister’s corpse once they threw it out with the trash.

Unfortunately three manticores was a bit much for her. While she was distracted with the first two, Thanatos rammed his scorpion stinger right into her gut. She felt her stomach and blood filled with venom as her stomach was punctured, nerves going in a tizzy as she collapsed to the floor. The other two didn’t appreciate the attempt either, and soon she found Jill’s stinger ramming against the side of her neck, while Excelsior’s punctured her other end, poison spear ramming her cunt and pushing up through her womb. The stinger stabbed through her cervix with ease and pumped another load into her womb.

By the time they finished that, she was bloated and in intense agony, even more than she should have been. She couldn’t move other than to shiver violently, but the poison seemed to magnify every other sense as her vision swam.

One thing the venom didn’t do though was make her any easier to penetrate with huge manticore cocks. Her pussy had already been moist from what she thought she’d be doing here tonight, but not being the huge cock connoisseur that Trixie was, it wasn’t enough when Jill pushed his huge pecker against her impossibly small entrance.

He picked her up as Excelsior moved to the other side, sandwiching her tightly between their warm bodies. Her bottom hooves were off the floor as she was lifted, feeling both erections prodding at her underside. Thanatos yanked her head down at the same time, standing up taller on his hind legs to force her muzzle open. Even her muzzle wasn’t big enough tough; he may as well have been trying to fuck a straw.

But they were determined to get into her poisoned pulsating holes, and they didn’t give up. When one shaft finally popped her pussy open and rammed inside, Maud screamed for the first time in a long while, feeling like she was already being gutted before it was even a quarter of the way in. Her womb was once again pried open, the tip slamming against the back wall as her gut swelled just from the one.

Encouraged by the vibrations of her screaming, the cock in her muzzle succeeded next, opening her jaw so wide that it popped out of joint almost immediately, then turning her head back and ramming her throat directly as her neck distended grotesquely around his organ. Her breathing was cut off immediately, but under this much trauma, she wondered if she’d even survive to suffocate. She hoped not, because she wanted the torment to end quickly.

When her tailhole gave way, it felt like a thick splintered tree branch opening her up. Her belly was already stretched wide around the one, so bloated out even more at the other. There wasn’t enough straight intestine to accommodate even a fraction, so he more or less just rammed his shaft up through the bend and into the warm coils of her gut.

Her limbs trembled violently as she was invaded from all sides now, firmly regretting how durable she was now. The manticores apparently didn’t appreciate her convulsing limbs as much as her convulsing holes, and she felt large claws grab each of her legs in turn. They were twisted, wrenched, and then pulled off in a gory mess of splintered bone, rendering the earth pony’s torso fuckable without so many complications in the way.

For once, Maud actually had a lot of respect for Trixie, and realized that taking these three guys at once on stage truly was a magic trick. As they rammed deeper, she felt her insides giving. The back of her womb was punctured through, and her esophagus ripped down one edge to leave him more or less fucking her whole neck instead of her throat, scraping out the organic mess in the way. Her organs were stirred by the three giant javelins, each pulsing harder with every movement inside her.

She couldn’t have been more thankful when she felt them start to explode within her, her body bloating even further from the mass of manticore sperm filling her. As her deathgasm ran through her, the last thing she felt was her torso distorting to absurd proportions, now pressed even more tightly between the three massive bodies. As her body ripped apart, her consciousness finally faded, an explosion of cum and Maud guts splattering across the floor between them.

The manticores weren’t done though. Ripping their poles out of her remains, they found her in three large pieces. Her head, her upper torso, then her lower torso that had been separated by the massive cumsplosion. They simply resumed their affections, as Thanatos now picked up her posterior, pushing his cock into her once again. Her pussy and ass had torn into one massive orifice, but it was still somehow tight around his pulsating meat. Meanwhile, the other two discarded her head as too broken to fit their dicks, and instead plowed either end of her upper torso. It bloated out again, their cocks rubbing against one another in the middle as they continued.

“Wow that is… surprisingly hot for something so gory,” commented Starlight. “I guess those stretchy potions I gave you really do some good.” She groaned as she expelled a load into the now-skinless Pinkie, taking a moment to pant it out in bliss.

“Yes, Trixie agrees she is amazing,” said Trixie, coming down from her own blissful puncturing of Twilight.

“Yay, is she cured now?” asked Twilight excitedly.

“Yes, she’s fine,” Starlight told her. “The undulating skinless flesh means it's working.” She munched some of the leftover grinded pony hooves, then turned to Trixie and pondered. “You know, since we’ve already committed two murders in this wagon…”

Pinkie gurgled.

“One and a half murders,” Starlight corrected. “Why don’t I add another, to make my um… new relationship with Twilight official.”

“Hmmph,” Trixie wasn’t buying it. “As if you would ever leave the Great and Powerful OH FUCK OH BUCK!”

Starlight wasted no time shoving Twilight out of the way between her and Trixie. She lowered her horn, throwing Trixie onto her back and ramming it forward. She pushed into the tight little pussy still compacted behind Trixie’s futaballs, and lit up her horn to full blast. The energy immediately heated her flesh, and Trixie found her nice well-used shaft and balls absorbing enough of it to cause her some not-so-slight discomfort.

“What are you doing now?” asked Twilight, raising her voice to be heard over Trixie’s squeals.

“Therapy,” claimed Starlight, also shouting over her. “It’s important to have one last intimate moment with someone when you break up.”

“That makes sense!” decided Twilight. She moved to rub more of the stingy mess into the shivering almost-corpse of Pinkie while Starlight had her therapy.

“Starlight… you don’t have to…” Trixie begged, then squealed louder as Starlight’s magic was concentrated more fully to her bits. Her balls swelled up quickly, ballooning and then bursting into bits of gore that showered over the room, air already thick with the stench of guts. Her shaft blasted out the end and then coiled back like a peeled banana before dissolving into soupy flesh. Ripping the remaining bits from Trixie’s body, Starlight popped them into her muzzle and mmm-ed at the taste of magical dick flesh.

“Of course I don’t have to,” Starlight chuckled. “This is for fun!” Shaping her horn into a jagged edge, she ripped upwards, heating up her horn to slice through Trixie’s flesh more easily. She felt guts pouring out onto her mane, opening her muzzle to slurp up as much as the blood pouring down as possible while she felt Trixie’s body thrashing uncontrollably against her. “Ah, something about… murdering everypony at an orgy that makes it so much hotter.”

“I’m still alive!” pointed out Twilight, against her own best interests.

“But you’re a braindead idiot, I’m counting it,” said Starlight.

“That makes sense!” agreed Twilight, watching with interest and somehow not understanding that this was a strange activity for Starlight to engage in.

Starlight let Trixie fall over backwards as she sliced all the way up to her throat. As Trixie’s body fell backwards and gurgled in agony, Starlight moaned, scooping out gore and rubbing it all over her body. She straddled her, looping a strand of thick intestines around her body and pulling out her still beating heart to grind her pussy against it.

Trixie’s death was quick after that, but Starlight still came so quickly from the mere act of murdering her that she got to feel the splattering goo from Starlight’s puss on her face as she faded into oblivion.

“Ah, that was relaxing,” purred Starlight. “Now to cast a rape-craze spell on these manticores so they’ll rage through Ponyville. I’m sure all the blood in here will be blamed on them when it’s found.”

“How could they do such a thing!” pouted Twilight, already believing her story.

“Adorable,” chuckled Starlight.