1. The Part Where I Make Sure You Hate Blueblood
Clock is ticking Twilight!
Actually, it already ticked. She couldn't believe how late she was to her meeting with Celestia, Cadance, and Shining Armor. Her tea would surely be cold by now and it'd irrevocably ruin her reputation. Her whole like would come crashing down and Celestia would banish her to... no stop. She needed to stop panicking like this.
Twilight took a deep breath and opened the door, telling herself everything would be okay.
Everything was not okay.
Twilight widened her eyes as she opened the door to see Celestia with a drugged expression on her face, propped over the table where their tea should have been. The tea cups were spilled all over the table, one broken cup having fallen to the floor.
Blueblood stood behind her, grasping her plot and plowing her from behind. He was close enough to the door that some of Celestia's juice splattered her when it was slung off Blueblood's balls because of his violent thrusting, and Twilight got an eye full of her mentor's juicy pussy stretched around his rape stick before turning away from it.
Cadance was also there, sprawled out in the table's middle on her back, also looking drugged. Legs spread wide, Blueblood's cum dribbled down from her pussy into a small puddle on the table. She must have been aware to some extent as tears streaked her face.
He had propped Shining over a chair, and Twilight's brother had spunk drooling down his thighs from an anal invasion. Eyes glazed from drugs, he hung limply on the chair, unable to defend his family or friends.
Twilight immediately knew what had happened because Blueblood did it before; he'd even done it to Twilight and most of her friends. Last time as he had her disabled with a potion and bent over a desk, he bragged that he'd raped every pony that works in the palace, mare or stallion, and all three princesses. She supposed he was bragging 'all four princesses' now even though he hadn't gotten her since she became royalty.
"Blueblood!" Twilight screamed. "What are you doing?!"
"You're late," Blueblood turned up his nose, but didn't stop pounding Celestia. Twilight tried to ignore how sexy Celestia's large plot looked when it rippled from the impacts. "Hold on..."
Blueblood groaned, expelling his load into Celestia's pussy, taking a few long moments to pack it in before pulling his wet cock free. As her pussy drooled with his juice, he pushed his slickened cock into Celestia's tight anal ring, pushing in and groaning as he began to assrape her right there in front of Twilight.
"It's most unbecoming, you know," Blueblood continued. "I think this hole will sate me for now, but I'll rape your dirty princess pussy eventually, just like I raped your dirty commoner pussy before."
"Where are the guards?" Twilight demanded.
"I let them drag Luna's limp whore ass back to the barracks for a nice gangbang," shrugged Blueblood. So it was so well known now he could get away with it that some guards had joined the fun. "You don't think they'd defend her when given the chance to rape her without consequence do you? She'll wake much more sore than these sluts."
"Why you..." Twilight's horn glowed. She was ready to break every bone he had twice.
"No you don't," smirked Blueblood. "Don't forget what I have on you. You wouldn't want those little family incest parties of yours to become public now would you? And that photo of you getting double penetrated by your brother and father while your babysitter licked the penetration point... so lewd. You were so young, couldn't have been over eight years old and your brother wasn't much older. Your parents could get in serious trouble you know; you'd have to choose between seeing them imprisoned or ruining your reputation by pardoning them."
Twilight gritted her teeth and forced her magic back down. Blueblood seemed to have something on everypony; that was how he got away with horse-apples like this. She wasn't even sure how he'd gotten the photos, probably by blackmailing the Apple family, since Twilight traded with them for some photos of their family reunion fun. Either way, now he had them there wasn't much she could do.
"Oh yeah gonna cum again," Blueblood gripped Celestia harder and rolled his eyes back, then looked annoyed at Twilight. "Look, either drug yourself or pretend to be real royalty somewhere else. I'm already peeved because your brother didn't bring their brat for me to rape, so I'm really not having a good day. I guess I can blackmail them into bringing her next time they come to Canterlot. Nothing turns me on like breaking in foal snatch, her sobbing will be so delicious when I ram that tiny pussy."
Twilight clenched her teeth so hard they creaked, then turned to leave, slamming the door behind her. He was in there plowing Celestia while Luna was getting a gang rape in the barracks, and there was nothing Twilight could do.
This was it though. This was the final straw. She couldn't let him get away with this longer, especially if he was threatening Flurry Heart. And Twilight knew the perv would do it.
But what could she do to stop this? He had all that information he could release, and the only punishment that would ensure he didn't release them would be... but could she actually kill someone? The thought of Flurry Heart getting used by Blueblood like a fleshlight flashed across her mind, and she considered it more than ever. She couldn't let her niece grow up with that kind of trauma. Flurry needed to lose her virginity to her father when she was big enough to accommodate him, just like Twilight did. It was a valued Sparkle family tradition upheld for generations.
Maybe she should get advice though, but who to ask? Most of her friends wouldn't want to chance helping because he had stuff on them too.
Except Rarity.
Somehow Rarity had avoided it. Probably because unlike the rest of her friends, Rarity had virtually no shame. She had made using sex in business deals and getting off on abortions fashionable in Canterlot, two things that most ponies would have been too ashamed to revel.
Well, no better place to start, Twilight decided. It was off to visit Rarity.
"So, he even threatened to abuse little Flurry," Rarity's face clenched with anger. "And break your valued family tradition, so tacky! I'm sorry Twilight, I know he'd intended to rape me at the Gala that once before it crashed, but I didn't know he'd managed it on you and our friends."
"It's not for you to be sorry about," Twilight wiped tears from her eyes, trying to stay strong. "We can't let him continue, but Celestia and Luna won't do anything. I don't know what he has on them, but it must be severe. I can't imagine Celestia would have taken him as an honorary nephew if he didn't have something huge on her."
"Well," Rarity smirked. "I might have a plan. Let me tell you what I'm thinking... though it'd require... magical manipulation."
Twilight listened carefully to the plan, but her eyes widened with every sentence. She couldn't quite believe Rarity would come up with such a thing. It was almost like she'd been thinking of it already and just waiting for someone bad enough that Twilight would help her fulfil such a fantasy with them.
"A-are you sure you're okay with that?" Twilight asked when Rarity finished. "I mean, I don't want to treat your body so... I mean to use that part of you as a weapon..."
"Oh please," Rarity rolled her eyes. "I use 'that part of me' to get what I want all the time. And it's not like I haven't had plenty of abortions after business deals. It's..." She blushed and played with her mane. "I mean it's my fetish after all."
"Um, okay," Twilight took a step back, unable to hide how much that disturbed her, but nodded. It wasn't like Twilight hadn't eliminated her own pregnancy after he raped her, she just didn't wait until it was big enough to feel coming out. "But I can't have you abort it yourself, even if that's the way you normally do... then again I don't suppose there are any doctors that will help with it under these conditions."
"Well there is one," Rarity pondered. "She's a writer that works on the side at Canterlot Medical helping with euthanasia and abortions since her brand of writing doesn't sell well. Anyway, she's the only one I know with medical experience that will help and keep the secret that it was Blueblood who got aborted." Rarity added in a whisper. "Her family molested her as a filly and she would be happy to commit murder to protect little Flurry. Crimson Prose, I think her name is."
"C-Crimson?" Twilight blinked. "Isn't that the filly I walked in on during magic school when she was about to murder Hayscartes to steal his technique? And then they found all those bodies in her house, her family had killed so many ponies..."
"That was only because her father threatened her if she didn't," Rarity defended, apparently having gotten to know her. "She's been out of the institution for a few years now. Really, a delightful mare once you get to know her... comparatively... considering what she's been through." She added with a smirk. "And she really knows how to use a tongue if you're interested in a threesome later. Just don't mention having stallion friends around her, or not wanting to kill them all. She's sensitive."
"Well, psychopaths often are delightful until they get you alone," Twilight said uneasily, then blushed at Rarity's flirting. "I know she can't help how they treated her though so I guess if that works... it's what we have to do. I'll let Shining and Cadance know they don't have to worry about Flurry."
Blueblood couldn't believe what a week he was having. After blackmailing Cadance and Shining with the same photos he blackmailed Twilight with, they were bringing Flurry Heart during their next visit. He couldn't wait to plug that tiny little hole, she'd be almost a year younger than the youngest foal he'd raped so far. Honestly he expected to have to wrangle more with them, but they barely even seem worried. Maybe they were secretly into watching him rape their daughter. Who wouldn't be?
And now bonus: that bitch Rarity was staying at the castle on business. That was the only one of Twilight's friendship squad he hadn't raped. And he had some nice evidence on her that would shut even her shameless mouth. It was quite some luck a guard had given him the information only a few days before finding out she would be at the palace. A little odd too since that particular guard had refused to help with the fun just the other day.
Too bad the guard turned out to be unavailable when it was time to do the deed. He'd acted so happy at giving Blueblood the material too, like he expected to get something out of it, but then wasn't here. Still, Blueblood wouldn't complain. Rarity was just another commoner pretending to be more, and he'd love to rape her back into her place on his own. He smirked as he knocked on her room door, carrying the envelope full of blackmail photos in his magic.
"Hello?" Rarity asked as she opened the door, but her polite expression died soon after. "Oh. It's you. How about you take your lonely dick somewhere else and find a willing hole? Oh wait... there aren't any willing for yours, is there. How sad."
Rarity's uncharacteristic rudeness caught him off guard, but amused him all the same. The smell coming from her room was more amusing. Either she'd been dyking out with another mare in there or had been masturbating furiously when he arrived, because the scent of pussy was thick coming from insides. He hoped it was another mare because raping only one pony in a day would be boring.
"No, I think you'll find I AM allowed in," smirked Blueblood. "Unless you'd rather these to go public."
He opened the envelope with his magic, tugging out several photos and hovering them in front of her face. Before he'd tried to blackmail her with photos of her 'business deals', her bribing the Canterlot guards via a foursome during some investigation, and the hidden camera video of her getting off on an abortion. Each time she'd responded by going public with the behavior herself to keep him from having it, typically creating a fashion craze based around it.
But these were different. It was her getting gangbanged by no less than five blank-flank colts. She couldn't go public with behavior that was illegal and not just taboo. Rarity's face went slack, and she dramatically raised a hoof to her forehead. She always was a dramatic thot.
"Oh woe is me!" Rarity cried out so loudly that Blueblood took another look down the hall to make sure no one had heard. "If these photos get out, I will be RUUUUIIIINED! Fine! Come in and have your way with me, you FIEND! You BRUTE!"
"Fine, enough," Blueblood rolled his eyes. "I swear. Ponies these days become instant drama queens over such trivial matters. It's not like you haven't been raped before."
"Actually, I haven't," Rarity dead-panned for a moment, then went back to drama mode. "Oh but now I am trapped! Surely there is no way to resolve this horrible tragedy!"
She swung the door open so hard it almost hit him in the nose. He took a step back, huffing at her being such a baby about rape, then walked into the room as he shuffled the photos back into the envelope. She backed timidly towards the bed as he closed the door behind him. There wasn't another mare in here sadly but she'd definitely do.
"Nopony ever raped you?" Blueblood asked in disbelief. "Well, it's not my fault you had terrible parents who didn't get you ready for life as a mare. Now get on the bed before I make things worse."
Rarity backed against the bed, sniffling. He couldn't wait to hear this uptight cunt sob for him though. He grinned widely as he followed her. Her hooves shivered as she turned slowly, tailed tucked between her legs and crawled onto it.
"On you back, whore," Blueblood said as his eyes traced along her sensuous body. "Where you belong. I want to see the humiliation on your face as I use you."
"P-please," Rarity begged. "I'm in heat, can we at least use a protection spell?"
"Please," Blueblood rolled his eyes. "As if you have any problem having them scraped out. I'll have you know that thanks to you turning it into a fad, the number of mares being forced to raise my rape-foals by themselves has plummeted." He spoke as if she should feel guilty of it. "Because of that, you're not allowed to abort this one, or I go public. That'll teach you."
"I turn a lot of things into fads," Rarity smirked as if forgetting her situation for a moment, but then the look of utter despair returned. "Woe is me! I shall be forced to waste a fraction of my considerable wealth caring for a foal that reminds me of you!"
He was sure she'd been masturbating before him arriving now. She was already sweaty, and as she reluctantly rolled herself over onto the bed, he could see something other than sweat glistening about her thighs. That wasn't surprising. Even if she wasn't masturbating, somepony like her could never stay dry around his fiendishly handsome bod.
That was too bad; he preferred mares to start out unaroused since it made their vagina more shallow and made it easier to hurt them by ramming their cervix. Maybe next time he'd drug her so she wouldn't be as moist, but until then he was sure he could still buck her raw. He hadn't committed rape all day and was getting antsy.
Blueblood's shaft throbbed as he yanked her plot to the edge of the bed and forced her legs apart with his magic. She didn't dare resist with hers, but he was ready to crack her over the horn if she did. He admired her quivering lips above and drooling lips below as she tried without success to hold in her tears.
He leaned down, nose close enough to her slit for her to feel the warmth of his breath, inhaling deeply to enjoy her scent. The scent of her heat was unmistakable and had his cock throbbing to the point of pain, but still took it slow as he climbed onto the bed atop her, wanting her to suffer in anticipation of his perfect cock.
He ran his tongue across her pulsating vulva, feeling the texture as he parted her lips. Not want to pleasure her too much, he took a moment to bite down on her clit, twisting his head to hurt her. To his delight, her sniffling turned to sobbing, though it was suspicious sobbing. Her legs spread wider than before, one kicking like a dog getting her belly rubbed, and when he looked up at her face, she bit her lip as if stifling a moan. Maybe she was into that, or maybe like all mares and stallions, she was just unable to admit what a perfect specimen was using her.
Blueblood ran his tongue up her quivering belly, slowly pulling himself atop her until he moved into position. He ran his tongue to her neck, over her chin, and up the side of her face to taste her salty tears. He savored the fear in her eyes as he desecrated her body, pushing his tip against her and parting her lips.
When he rammed forward, he put all his force behind it, and she didn't disappoint. Her unwilling pussy clenched hard around him, convulsing delightfully as it slathered his rape stick in her fertile juices. He ran his tongue up the other side of her trembling face, earning a squeal as he forced one of her eyes open with his magic and licked tears directly from it.
While rape was always more pleasurable than a consenting partner, Rarity's pussy was special. The way her flesh twisted and rolled over him, one would think she wanted this, and maybe she did. Even if nopony ever admitted it, he knew he was the hottest stallion in Equestria and that was the real reason nopony told on him. He pushed belly deep, sending the sound of their wet flesh slapping together through the rooms as his large balls bounced against her plot.
"That's it, thot," groaned Blueblood between licks as he watched his victim sob. "Take my giant cock, so close to cumming... so close to putting my foal inside you. You'll want to scrape it out, because you know even half of me is better than you, but not this time!"
"Mmph, yes, cum inside," Rarity said between sobs, almost like it slipped out on accident.
"Oh, getting into it?" he grinned proudly as he continued. "I knew you wanted my sperm painting your insides, just like everypony does."
Rarity seemed to lose all pretense of not wanting it despite still sobbing beautifully, wrapping her hind legs tightly around his hips to feel the flexing of his muscles with each thrust. He groaned, rolling his eyes back as he allowed his shaft to explode within her, balls emptying inside yet another of his countless victims. Just more proof he was better than everypony else.
"I knew you wanted it, you slut!" Blueblood grinned widely as he packed his cum deeply into her waiting womb. Though he had to admit if she wanted it this whole time that took away some fun.
"Well I wanted you to cum," admitted Rarity, her tears drying up faster than Twilight's pussy at a book burning. "But not for the reason you think."
"Oh?" Blueblood rolled his eyes and kept thrusting. "So why did you want me to cum? Come on, admit it. You want this body and you have for a long time."
"Actually," Twilight's voice said out of nowhere. "It's because a pony's magical defenses are never weaker than just after an orgasm."
Out of nowhere, Twilight stepped out from beneath an invisibility spell in one corner of the room, her horn alight with energy. Oh so that's why this room smelled like two mares fucking when he first got here.
2. 80th Trimester Abortion
More importantly, Twilight was right. There was no time to raise a shield while packing his cum into Rarity and staving off the afterglow. The spell hit both him and Rarity and their bodies lit up for a few moments, energy coursing through them. He came again like the spell was literally squeezing the cum out of his shaft.
Rarity orgasmed hard around him. He could feel her pussy sucking at his cock as she arched her back and squealed, rolling her eyes back as both their bodies shivered together. They were both drenched in a spray of backwashed juice as Rarity overflowed.
Yet there was something not right. Her hole was gobbling against his shaft like a snake eating prey. He weakly pulled back, then suddenly realized it wasn't letting up. He braced all four legs against the bed and pushed as hard as he could, finally extracting himself, but it had more in store. As he staggered back, a tendril of magic whipped out, grasping both of his hind legs and whipping about to land him on the floor upon his back.
"Oh Twilight, that was incredible!" Rarity groaned.
"I thought you'd like it," giggled Twilight shyly. "I added a climax component to the spell since I knew Blueblood couldn't get off a mare properly if his life depended on it."
Blueblood had no time for the trite conversation though, too busy figuring out where the tendrils of magic were dragging his hind hooves. To his confusion, he realized it was right back to the hole he just extracted himself from. The magic yanked his hooves against the soggy hole and pulled, gooey flesh popping warming around them.
"What in my royal name is going on?" demanded Blueblood.
He kicked to pull his hooves free. But it was no use; somehow her hole became both ridiculously elastic while maintaining an impossibly firm grip around him. It didn't take him long to realize what this insanity was. He did not understand how this was happening, but he was being pulled inside. Rarity seemed to enjoy it, widening her hind legs further and reaching down to stroke her hooves at his struggling legs as it pulled them ankle-deep.
"Yes that's it!" Rarity groaned. "You wanted to give me a foal right? So give me yourself!"
"You don't know what's going on?" Twilight asked. "Well normally I'd love to explain, but right now I don't have enough crayons to make you understand. Rarity? You don't mind if I masturbate to this right?"
"Oh go right ahead, darling," offered Rarity in her most lady-like tone between groans as it tugged Blueblood's legs in to his knees.
Kicking his hooves only helped punch through her cervix, opening her hungry womb. He shrieked like a filly guide sitting on an ice dildo as he realized it was sucking him in faster now. He turned over, clawing at the floor with his front hooves to try to pull himself free. He grabbed hold of a table leg from the center of the room and clung to it as he felt something he hadn't in years: tears rolling down his face.
"Please!" Blueblood went from regal to pitiful in an instant. "You don't have to do this! I'm sorry! I'll do anything, please! I'll give you the blackmail I have on you, anything!"
"Oh we already have guards loyal to us searching your home for that," Twilight smiled. "You have nothing to offer us."
Twilight sat on her haunches in front, spreading her hind legs as both hooves slipped to her own wet slit and rubbed furiously. Her eyes looked at him like he were the most delicious hayburger in existence. He instinctively tried to use magic to push her away, but all the effort earned him with a throbbing headache, helpless under the spell's power.
"You can't!" Blueblood's tears turned to sobbing as Rarity's belly bulged and her elastic lips glided toward his hips. "You're the Princess of Friendship! You can't murder me!"
"Well, technically we're not murdering you," panted Twilight, happy to get off on the brilliance of their plan. "Unbirthing and age regression are legal; neither of those is murder. Abortion is always legal in cases where the mother's life is in danger, and I made sure to cast the spell so it would be if she tried to give birth to it properly. Doing that to her also isn't illegal if I don't actually kill her and she doesn't press charges. So there isn't actually any law on the books that says we can't do this."
"Mm," Rarity groaned as she sat up slightly and licked her lips down at him too. "Isn't it so terrible what those dastardly royals can get away with these days?"
"And besides," said Twilight. "I am doing this for my friends, and a lot of other ponies' friends, so it's hardly against my mission of friendship."
"You can't do this!" Blueblood begged. "Ponies will notice I'm gone! Who do you think they'll blame! The guards knew I was coming here!"
"You mean the guard that gave you the 'blackmail material' for us, darling?" smirked Rarity. "Oh those guards aren't telling on their favorite pussy or favorite princess."
"And he'll be getting several promotions once we arrest a few of his superiors for taking part in your activities," said Twilight. "You took the bait even faster than I thought, but enough talking. I'll put your annoying muzzle to better use."
As Rarity's juicy lips slid across his cutie marks and bathed him slowly in the unnaturally slick goo, Twilight pushed away the table he clung to and put her own slit to his muzzle. He sputtered as she ground her hips against him, smudging his nose with her fun juice. He attempted to bite, but the spell had weakened him so much that all he did was nibble at her vulva and elicit a few moans from her.
Rarity's pelvis would have cracked in two if not for the spell holding her together, but now her lips slid easily over his hips, her bones bending to make way for the huge load. His cock throbbed again against his wishes as her warm lips slid across it differently than before, enveloping it with the rest of him.
Once it got past his hips, the process sped. He pawed pitifully at the floor as Twilight's thrusting pushed him in even faster, the alicorn following him across the floor as he moved. Rarity's belly swelled to the point she could no longer see Blueblood, but Twilight moved a mirror from the wall with her magic to hold it above Rarity, letting her savor the perv slowly drowning in his favorite object of abuse.
Rarity moaned at the sight of her overstretched vulva gliding up his waist as he helplessly kicked at Twilight. That changed to him clinging to her soon enough, anything to keep from going deeper inside. Rarity forced herself to sit up again despite her swollen gut, grabbing for his head with her magic and tugging him upward enough to lap the tears off his face. He barely got a gasp of clean air before Twilight grabbed his head again and pushed his muzzle back to her thighs.
"Mm, you're right, they are tasty," Rarity admitted. She leaned up to kiss Twilight, giving her a taste too, then flopped down on the bed to roll her eyes back.
Rarity's womb stretched to impossible proportions as Blueblood slid in up to his shoulders. He lashed about, now grasping Rarity's hind legs with his forelegs since he couldn't reach Twilight, desperate to stay outside. He kicked violently inside Rarity, but his weakness and her elasticity made it impossible to harm her. Instead she creamed herself hard, drenching the bed with bubbling fuck juice and sucking him in harder.
"Oh Celestia," Twilight twitched, every muscle tightening. "This is far hotter than it should be."
"Oh Darling," moaned Rarity. "This is exactly as hot as it should be! Really fucking hot!"
Twilight creamed herself next, and Blueblood got a lung full of her bliss on his next inhale. He gagged violently as it flowed over his face, stinging at his eyes. She rubbed herself all over his face, forcing his eyes open with her magic and rubbing her pussy directly on them to make sure it burned.
His front legs kicked as Rarity's lips stretched over his shoulders and slid up his neck. He tried to beg more when Twilight pulled away but all he could do was choke on her juices and sob bitterly. As Rarity squirmed in bliss, Twilight gave Blueblood's face one final lick as her friend's hungry pussy slurped him the rest of the way in, savoring the mix of tears and cunt juice.
Blueblood's pleading face slowly sank into its place, leaving only his kicking front hooves outside. They flailed comically as he struggled to stretch her back open to get outside, but it was no use. Rarity's pussy slurped around his hooves, encompassing him fully as it pulled him deep into the wet flesh chasm.
Rarity couldn't move, but she didn't want to, unable to stop creaming herself. Twilight pushed her horn into the hole after Blueblood, charging up her magic again as she sent the second spell through him.
Darkness swallowed Blueblood within Rarity. He felt her womb undulate around him as it forced him to curl up in a fetal position, then the magic wash over him again. Twilight could have cast the spell instantly, but instead he felt his body slowly de-aging, loosing his masculine form as he shrank. As the masculine features he took so much pride in faded.
From the outside, it looked like he digested within Rarity's gut. Twilight massaged Rarity's belly, their hips working together as they scissored their drooling fun holes together. Twilight leaned in to put an ear to Rarity's belly, listening to Blueblood's gasps and moans inside of her as his body regressed, then gagging as the cervix closed up and his prison began to fill with embryonic fluid.
Blueblood kept expecting to fall unconscious, but he couldn't. As the umbilical cord attached to his belly button to keep him from suffocating inside of her, he was still fully aware. His body regressed to that of a fetus, then further to about a 5-month-old fetus, but he kept awareness of who he was and why he was here. Also aware of what would happen next, his warm gooey chamber became a terrifying place.
"Yes," Rarity moaned once more as she afterglowed, speaking loud enough for him to hear through her layer of flesh. "Now to get you to the doctor... well she's not a doctor but..."
"We'll get you to the mare with the clothes hanger," he could hear the smirk in Twilight's voice. "You may have been royalty, but now you're just an unwanted fetus."
Rarity grunted as Twilight helped her stand, leaving the drenched bed behind. Her belly almost dragged the floor as they wobbled out the door, Blueblood sloshing about inside. He kicked as hard as he could, but his attacks were only a light patter reminding his new mother of the hotness that awaited.
"Good," panted Rarity as she wobbled to a sitting position and then the edge of the bed. "Can you nullify the elasticity spell, darling? I want to feel the stretch when he slides back out."
"Sure!" Twilight said, rubbing at Rarity's belly with a hoof. "Wow this is... really messed up. Why is it so arousing?"
"Oh just wait until we really get started," promised Rarity. "Now let's go trot past the cushy hospital that I can easily afford and get this one poked out in a back alley like he so grossly deserves."
“And so I look her right in the dick,” Crimson said, “And was like 'I can’t do this with such a dull knife.'”
"I can't say I blame her for trying to cut off your ear if you said that," Twilight blinked.
"Um that is a very nice story, Miss Prose," Rarity cleared her throat. "But perhaps we could move on to the task at hoof. I'm rather... eager, and I expect Twilight will be as well once we get going."
"Oh right," Crimson tilted her head, her ribboned pink pigtails bouncing about. "Just to preface though: I'm not a real doctor. I assisted with some abortions and kick pregnant mares in the gut when I find out they're having a colt, but otherwise have no experience. We're kicking out this one right?"
"I prefer the hanger, thanks," Rarity nodded politely. "I'd rather keep my figure unbruised, I don't want to jeopardize future abortions because no one wants to knock me up again."
"Tsk," Crimson rolled her eyes as if Rarity made an unreasonable request, but opened her stained medical bag and dug around.
"That was a joke about you kicking pregnant mares, right?" Twilight asked uncertainly, but received no answer.
It wasn't a setting Twilight was used to, standing in a dirty back alley in the middle of the night. The smell made her think they weren't the first to use it for this even. But Rarity wanted the most humiliating route possible, and Twilight agreed in this one case.
Though Twilight expected the alley to be more secluded. The street outside the alley wasn't empty as they passed two whores and a pony selling magic mushrooms on their way into it. The latter was already peaking into the alley and looked suspiciously like he might masturbate. Twilight reminded herself that they still weren't doing anything illegal, and it's not like they knew who was getting aborted.
"So uh," Crimson added. "I'll not get in trouble for aborting a Prince in front of the Princess of Buckbuddies right?" At least she had the good sense to whisper the question.
"Princess of Friendship," corrected Twilight. "And no laws are being broken. It's just a kinky abortion of the fetus I magically accelerated inside Rarity."
"But this one can hear us right?" grinned Crimson as she tugged a hanger from her bag and then put her ear to Rarity's swollen gut. "That adds a new dimension to it."
"Yes, he can," Twilight whispered as she sat back on her haunches, slowly sliding her front hooves between her thighs to rub at herself. "Make sure you speak up so he hears everything."
"Knowing this slut, most of what he hears will be moaning," smirked Crimson. "Good enough though, so long as he knows his greatest achievement in life was getting off a few mares by dying."
Crimson preferred the muzzle-on approach, straightening the hanger with her teeth instead of her magic, then approaching Rarity. Rarity purred as the sort-of-doctor lowered her head, sliding her front hooves to sit atop Crimson's head. Rarity mounted Crimson's front end to give the mare better access to her nethers.
Rarity wanted to do this standing in the middle of the alley, not laying on her back or against a wall. Here moonlight illuminated her form, unashamed of her lewd act of discarding life for her own pleasure. While their audience wasn't huge, they had a few peaking into the alleyway now. Rarity's act wouldn't surprise them, as she made getting big and then little again so fashionable to being with, though seeing Princess Twilight back here was probably a nice sight.
As unnecessary as it was, Crimson got Rarity ready with her muzzle. She lapped over her swollen breasts and then nuzzled between her lips. She got a few long laps in, feeling around inside the soggy abortion hole to get a nice long taste, scooping out mouthfuls of juice with her tongue.
Twilight watched with wide eyes as Crimson moved one end of the hanger to Rarity's soft overused lips. She panted at the sight, surprised how much this was turning her on even beyond it being Blueblood in that womb. She bit her lip and rubbed her thighs with both hooves, one sliding up against one lip as the other slid down on the other. The moist sound joined the lewd sound from Rarity.
"No need to sit so far back, darling," Rarity offered to Twilight, spreading her hind legs and standing taller on them.
"Yeah come on over and dyke out," Crimson agreed as she tugged at one of Rarity's cunt lips with her teeth. "I know you nerdy mares are all secretly sex addicts."
"I don't want to make you jab her or anything," Twilight panted, but all the same trotted closer, her front hooves leaving wet hoofprints on the alley floor.
"Oh please, darling," Rarity giggled. "I've had so many of these, my insides have toughened up enough to take a few stray jabs."
"Yeah no worries," agreed Crimson. "Both me and Slutity here are artists at murdering fetuses. You might learn a thing or three."
Twilight had made out with all her friends and tasted their juices, but it felt more special as she leaned down to lap at Rarity's hole, feeling the goo drool onto her tongue and dribble down her cheeks. Rarity flexed her hips, thrusting into the motion, Twilight's hooves on her flanks feeling every delicious twitch.
As Twilight rubbed herself with her own tail, she tugged Rarity's other cunt lip with her teeth. The two mares could feel each other breathe as they pulled Rarity open. Twilight put a hoof on the clothes hanger too, wanting to feel like she took part directly in Blueblood's execution, but let Crimson guide it as they pushed it to the open hole.
Rarity shivered at the familiar feeling of cool metal wire against her pussy, increasing her hips movements with excitement. She placed a hoof atop each of their heads and leaned forward, watching as Crimson pushed the wire into her. It amazed her how such a thin little device could feel so good, the knowledge she was ending a tiny life making it as pleasurable as the fattest cock. And Blueblood deserved this for so many more reasons than her average abortion.
They took it slow, inching the wire into her, tracing the prickly end in circles around Rarity's vagina. Her thick juice drooled down the length, making them need to grip it more firmly with their sticky hooves. They released the cunt lips, allowing them to glide over the increasingly warm metal, thrusting it slowly as it made its way deeper.
"It's coming closer my little fetus," Rarity moaned as she stroked a forehoof over her belly. "Inching closer, the instrument that will end you."
Twilight ran her tongue down the wire to scoop up one last taste of Rarity's juice before pulling her head back. She slowly rose to her own hind legs, propping herself against Rarity as she slowly licked up across her body, feeling the plumpness of her belly and the frantic kicking of its occupant. She leaned her head against the belly for a few moments to just savor the writhing and frantic sloshing about within.
"That's right, this is what you deserve," Twilight said before continuing upwards. "Oh Celestia, why is ending a life so hot?"
The sweat on Twilight and Rarity's bodies glistened in the moonlight as they kissed, intertwining their front legs. Their tongued danced together as they stared into each other's lustful eyes. Twilight pressed close so she could continue to feel the undulations from within Rarity though Rarity's mind danced with even more pleasure as she felt every panicked kick within her more directly.
Rarity rolled her eyes back and moaned into the kiss as she shuddered. Even though Twilight had been with Rarity both one-on-one and in orgy settings before, she'd never seen her this lost in pleasure. She'd never been there when Rarity had one of her many pregnancies removed before, but now she wondered what it'd be like to experience the same first-hoof.
"Oh Rarity," Twilight groaned. "I've never seen so much pleasure in your eyes."
"Y-you really must try this darling," Rarity could barely squeak out the words. "You're the only one of our friends that haven't had a proper abortion. Getting it flushed out right after impregnation simply can't compare."
Crimson tickled Rarity's cervix with the tip of the hanger. She slid her muzzle back and forth between the two mares, giving first Rarity then Twilight a lewd slurp as if drinking from a baby bottle. While Crimson wasn't her first choice for mares to get it on with, Twilight didn't say no to the free cunnilingus in her current mood.
"You need to come to my next annual abortion party," Rarity offered as she drooled into another kiss. "It's still nine months away, so you have plenty of time to get big. Maybe your brother or father would assist? They've both assisted me."
"Oh yes," Twilight shivered more violently. "But so many months carrying it... I have to think about it."
"Fucking gross," Crimson gagged. She always hated working with weirdos that screwed stallions without even murdering them after. "I sell futa potions if you want to get knocked up the way nature intended, but try to keep discussion of disgusting straight sex to a minimum, huh?"
"Right, sorry," panted Twilight and Rarity together.
"Whatever," Crimson grunted. "Let's give your royal cunt a nice preview either way, Princess."
Crimson stood her head higher so that the mares could prop themselves on her better while they dyked out. She then twisted the hanger at the midpoint with her magic, and with no warning aimed the free end towards Twilight's snatch. Twilight squealed at the icy cold metal as she jabbed it deep.
Twilight was too aroused to feel the sting as it scraped along the edge of her vaginal cavity. Instead she clenched down on it so firmly that Crimson had trouble pushing it deeper. All she felt was pleasure as the wire lodged against her cervix. Crimson shoved deeper, pushing it through the tight opening and into her sadly unoccupied womb. She used her magic to twist the end around within Twilight, making a large loop so it wouldn't slip back out.
"Damn it Crimson!" Twilight complained at the unrequested intrusion, but squealed of pleasure. "I am so getting one of these."
"On stop complaining," Crimson lapped at the wire that now connected the two drooling snatches. "You have an alicorn womb; that shit is like titanium. Besides, my fetus kill count is high enough, so I'll let you make this one your first."
"Yes!" Twilight moaned, getting into it more than she ever thought she would. "You hear that little rape foal? I'm your personal executioner now!"
Crimson let the two friends have at it, letting herself be the prop for their lust. She slipped her own front hooves between her hind legs and rubbed at herself, adding to the puddle already formed by the juice drooling down Twilight and Rarity's hind legs. She opened her muzzle, letting the splash from the other two mares gather on her tongue.
The two mares grasped each other around the hips with their forelegs. Rarity raised a hind leg to brace it against Crimson and the two moved as close as they could with Rarity's swollen belly in the way. Twilight shoved her hips with a smooth stabbing motion as she fucked the wire deeper into Rarity.
"Yes, fuck that smug bastard out of me darling," Rarity begged. "I knew you were as much of a freak as me at heart! Be proud of it!"
"I am!" Twilight groaned as she pushed harder. "I don't even care that those ponies outside the alley are masturbating to us. This is incredible!"
"That's it, darling!" Rarity encouraged. "The best defense against blackmail is to have no shame!"
Twilight leaned Rarity back and rammed her hips. Rarity shivered as the wire tip jabbed her cervix violently before finally tearing it open. It pushed deep into the womb beyond, Twilight's belly slapping wetly against Rarity's. Blueblood's kicks became even more violent as the tip jabbed his behind and dragged up along the edge of his fragile body.
Both mares groaned as they scissored, their soggy pussies slurping lewdly against one another. Crimson moved her head slightly and Twilight raised Rarity's hind leg more, allowing the audience gathering at the alley entrance to get a good look of the wire shifting back and forth between them.
Twilight's horn glowed as she used an x-ray spell to get a better look at Blueblood. She watched him thrash as the wire scraped along his body with every thrust of her hips, leaving nasty red marks, but that wasn't enough. She carefully grasped him within Rarity with her telekinesis, yanking his legs apart and pushing his bottom down. She pushed the tip of the wire into his tiny little asshole.
Blueblood flailed nonstop as the wire raped him up the rear, unimaginable pain coursing through him as it punctured his fragile insides. Yet Twilight was very careful not to cause lethal damage, not wanting his suffering to end until he was on the pavement. Rarity's cervix tore open further and her womb juice poured down their thighs, sloshing over them as they pushed together.
The mares made out hotly, not caring who witnessed their public lewdness. Crimson lowered her head, opening wide to guzzle at the fluid pouring from Rarity's snatch as the pregnant mare's belly slowly deflated. As the fluid drained, Blueblood's thrashing became more visible through her belly, and Twilight pressed closer to feel it.
"Mmph, I think he's coming soon," Rarity moaned. "I think we're all cumming soon."
"Yes let's push this bastard out," groaned Twilight. "We need to get him out so we can watch him die on the pavement."
"If I know this area," Crimson licked her lips. "No one will even bother cleaning him up. He'll lay here until he rots into bones or a dog eats him."
"Perfect!" groaned Rarity.
Twilight wrenched the wire hanger, giving Blueblood several more rams before tearing it out of both herself and Rarity. She discarded the hanger, still wet with their fluids onto the pavement nearby as they moved closer still. Rarity's body heaved as she pushed, eyes rolling back as she worked to expel Blueblood like the fleshy turd he was.
Rarity's body convulsed as it worked to expel the useless load of flesh. The mares moaned together as they felt the lump move downward, Rarity shivering as her vaginal cavity stretched tightly around him. She held Twilight closer as she felt Blueblood's head squeezing through her vulva, cunt lips expanding around his worthless head as he emerged. The fashionista's moans reached a fevered pitch as he kicked his little hooves about inside her, sliding over her slick inner walls. No cock or toy could compare to the intense pleasure of a struggling fetus pushing through her.
Nipping at Twilight, Rarity held her closer, pushing Blueblood's head against her opening. Twilight shivered as her own pussy stretched wide, his head popping within her. For a while their pussies convulsed together, each trying to expel the tiny life into the other, using him like a double-ended dildo between them. His front hooves kicked wildly between them as his attempts to wail sent shivers of pleasure into Twilight and his hind legs continued to massage Rarity's insides.
"Holy buck that is hot," Crimson groaned and licked at the fetus as she continued to prop them up. She gave his tiny limp fetus dick a slurp. "You sluts need to get the other Princesses into this."
Twilight and Rarity were beyond communication though as the pleasure pushed through them. Their bodies, drenched with sweat and fuck juice, undulated together in the moonlight. They clung together, grasping one another's' flanks hard enough to leave red hoof-shaped bruises behind as their tongues battled.
The wet sound of flesh repeatedly shoving at the fetus was outmatched by their beautiful squeals as they came together. A waterfall of orgasmic bliss flowed down their thighs, drenching Crimson's whole body. Even the ponies watching and masturbating from the ally entrance got hit by the splatter.
Finally they pulled their plots apart and Blueblood slopped out onto the pavement, hitting it like a pound of spoiled meat. Blueblood's attempts to cry ceased as the afterbirth came quickly after, splattering onto him like a warm load of gory crap and turning his weeping to gagging. Rarity ripped out the cord and let it fall onto him like a limp noodle, then together the mares looked down, savoring his struggling form on the pavement.
"Mmm," Rarity purred. "I normally enjoy crushing their fragile head in my magic to watch the brains ooze out between the cracks, but this time I'll watch him writhe. We have no reason to put this bastard out of his misery so soon."
"Celestia this is so much hotter than I imagined," Twilight panted as they peeled their wet bodies apart. She quickly cast a bubble of silence around the group so their audience couldn't hear them. "I've decided, I absolutely want to do this... though I'm still not keen on carrying one for several months."
"Well then," Rarity whispered with a naughty expression. "We need another Blueblood."
"I was hoping you'd suggest that," Twilight nodded. "Trixie has been annoying me lately, and her and Starlight keep leaving wet spots on my throne because it's their favorite dyke-out spot. Though if Starlight figured out that I aborted her marefriend..."
"Then I'll just have to help by carrying Starlight," Rarity winked. "If you think we can pull this over on her. We could make it a double go? Same time next week?"
"I can get her right after an orgasm," assured Twilight. "They both deserve it, anyway. You're on!"
"You sure there aren't some stallions you wanted to do instead?" Crimson said as she sputtered and stood up. "Eh, I guess I'm in too if you still need me, I rarely get to end an adult's life legally. Though I guess you might not with how we did this, using the coat hanger double-dildo style."
"Sorry," Twilight blushed.
"Whatever," said Crimson. "Anyway, am I the only one that has to piss after a good buck?"
"Mmm, no," Rarity nodded. "That's a wonderful idea."
All three mares turned around, squatting over the writhing fetus in a nice formation as each one relaxed. Just when Blueblood got enough of the afterbirth clear of his throat to wail, he choked anew by three streams of warm urine splattering onto his face. The yellow fluid swirled into the puddle of slimy red and white as they added another layer of disgust.
"Well," panted Rarity as she looked between her legs at the glory of their revenge. "He was a horrible pony, but a fantastic abortion."
