"Well, if it isn't the riffraff! And here I was hoping you three would have realized how out of depth you'd be attending this party. Sadly, I was mistaken."

"Happy Nightmare Night to ya too, Mrs. Rich," Apple Bloom said, mustering all the politeness in her being towards Spoiled. Sweetie and Scootaloo didn't say anything but couldn't help giving dirty looks to the older mare clad in bandages, her mummy costume highlighting the plump curves her mature body had to offer.

The snooty mare snorted, leering down at the crusaders while taking in their costumes. "And what ludicrous costumes you have. A werewolf? Couldn't come up with anything original, aye? All that fur would be better spent on a nice coat instead of your body, dear."

The pegasus snarled, clutching her fists tightly to restrain the urge to punch the broad in the face.

"And you, have you no sense of modesty?" Spoiled said mockingly to Sweetie Belle. "You're lucky there aren't any children here, or I would have tossed you out until you came back in actual clothing."

"Oh, you're one to talk, you toilet paper-wearing bimbo," Sweetie muttered lowly while crossing her arms into her pillow chest.

Spoiled grinned smugly as her attention rested on the one her foolish daughter kept requesting for hangouts and sleepovers. Happiness in a relationship was not a factor when it came to success, and the last thing she wanted for Diamond was the idea that she needed someone else to be happy. And while Apple Bloom was one of the better relationships, her heritage and gender proved unfavorable for Riche's lineage and poverty.

And yet, as she turned to address and criticize her costume, Spoiled rose an eyebrow at the dress adorning the earth mare, who shyly looked away. Obviously, the first thing that came to mind was to laugh at her for trying to look aristocratic. But upon a further inspection, she wore the outfit very well. The blood-red velvet material complimented her yellow coat and even her bright red mane. And for the duchess's issues with the apple mare's appearance, manors were never one of them.

"I-Is everything alright, Ma'am?" Apple Bloom asked, flustered. She wasn't used to having those steely green eyes on her for longer than a few seconds.

"Uhm, no--Mhmm! No problem. You... Look adequate in this dress, actually. I may even go as far as to say elegant! Vampire, right?" Spoiled asked, to which the earth mare nodded while both Sweetie and Scootaloo looked back to one another in surprise. "Again, the idea has been done hundreds of times, but you do make for a very alluring figure, Apple Blossom. Perhaps if you dressed like that for more formal invitations, It would help me take your relationship with Diamond Tiara more seriously."

"Now, what in the world is this~!?"

As if on cue, the heiress to the Riches' estate came down the binding stairwell to greet the Cutie Mark Crusaders at the door. Much like her mother, she was dressed in an Egyptian theme costume, sporting the pharaohs' signature headdress to match her backless white dress. Gold collared the top to her neck, with matching braces around her forearms and belt. Diamond had the biggest grin on her face, much like she would back in the days she used to torment the crusaders over their lack of cutie marks.

"Is my mother handing out compliments at the door? To peasants!? Now that's a real treat~" she snickered, earning a seething leer from her mother as she took a step away from Apple Bloom. "Is it wrong for a lady to admire the limited quality of some of the minor folk? I figured I'd be generous tonight and share my word of wisdom to your friends, in good fortune to tonight's party," Spoiled insisted as if forgetting she ridiculed the costumes the other crusaders wore to the occasion.

"Pft! Like your whole 'class' act is fooling anyone, Mom," Diamond snorted before rushing past to give her marefriend a big hug. The stammered Apple Bloom returned it in earnest before she pulled away to get a better look at the dress. "Oh my gosh, Apple Bloom! That dress looks amazing on you! Where'd you get it?"

"O-Oh! Erm, just from a new costume store that opened recently," the flustered earth mare explained. "Lots of cool stuff!"

"I'll say, kiddo," the deep voice of Filthy Rich as he stepped into the frame. He was wearing an explorer's outfit to match his wife and daughter. "You guys all have some really nice costumes!"

"Thank you, Mr. Rich," the three mares said in unison.

"Alright, alright! Enough with the sentiment," Spoiled interrupted, turning back to Diamond Tiara. "Your father and I will be leaving now. You know the rules. Anything breaks inside; you make them pay for it. No drugs, mind the alcohol, and if I find out anyone went into our rooms to make woopie in my bed, I'm taking it out on your hind. Got it?" she said threateningly.

"Yes, mother," Diamond nodded, well adjusted to Spoiled's brash behavior.

"Good. I want everyone out before midnight."

"A-And have fun! That's the most important part," Filthy cut in to remove the tension. "Take care now!"

"Bye! Hope y'all have fun!" Apple Bloom said, waving as the pair made off down the lane. Diamond quickly ushered her friends inside before her mother got any second thoughts or adjustments. The two older ponies walked back before both let out a sigh.

"See? Being nice has its benefits," Filthy insisted with an arched brow and cocky grin.

"Being nice is not in my pedigree. You knew this well before you kept pestering me to marry you," Spoiled huffed.

"And with every rejection and scathing comment, you eventually softened up~."

"Oh, hush you. I only gave in because you cute you looked while humiliated."

The two smiled up at each other before resting their heads side to side, the guards closing the gates behind them.

"Apple Bloom and her family are good ponies. Give her a real chance, won't you?"

"Mmm, I suppose I could stop giving her a hard time. She did look rather ravishing in that red dress."

"And did you see the way our daughter swooned after her?"

"Heh. Like a helpless puppy~."

"Hahaha! No way, My mom actually addressed you by name?"

"Well, mah birth name anyway, but yah. Y'know Aah prefer 'Bloom' over 'Blossom.' Way too fancy fer me," Apple Bloom insisted while rubbing the back of her head sheepishly.

"Might wanna get used to it, because if I know my mother (which I do), she hardly wastes time remembering the names of commoners and servants. She must have tried really hard to remember your name. I'm almost proud of her!" Diamond giggled, escorting the three crusaders to the large living room where the party was taking place. Each mare gazed over the many mares and stallions present, bumpin' and groovin' to the beat of the music. The local disk jockey was in her own witch outfit while pumping out the haunting tunes. Probably the best part of the whole party, outside of the creative costumes everyone was wearing, was the spooky lights that flickered onto the ceiling. It would show Nightmare Night's traditional orange and black colors before occasionally shifting to a more eerie green and deep purple.

"Alright, ladies," Diamond Tiara shouted to them due to how loud everypony in the room was being. "Go wild!"

"HELL YEAH!" Scootaloo hollered before diving into the crowd to get down with the ponies dancing. She let out a howl that was answered with everyone around her howling back.

Sweetie, in turn, removed her jacket to show off her costume fully before swaying her way to dance along with the stallions eying her. Apple Bloom stared nervously before her marefriend took her hand to lead her into the crowd. With a reassuring smile, Apple Bloom grooved along to the rhythm. And while not the best dancer in the room, she did her best to sync her movements with Diamond Tiara, resulting in a couple of rump bumps and spinning around each other. Both mares eyed the other as the current track ended and played a much slower song.

The booming music and lights all around were getting a little disorienting. A pulsating sound filled her eardrums, and her vision blurred, causing the vampiress to tumble backward, knocking a few ponies aside. "Whoa there, are you alright?" Diamond shouted, bending down to help her up. Even with a shake of her head, the heiress took her off the dance floor, snapping at the DJ to change tunes. Thankfully, the lighting dimmed, and the music slowed down.

"Here, have some water," Diamond urged, giving her the glass. "Are you sure you're alright? That was quite the spill." The earth pony nodded after a couple of gulps.

"Ya, Aah'm fine. Musta got caught up in the lights is all," Apple Bloom insisted, smiling brightly. "Still, this is a ball, Diamond! Aah've never been to a party with so many ponies here. The music, the light, all these ponies in disguises! Aah wish you an Aah had started datin' sooner!" Diamond Tiara sighed happily before securing the vampiric mare into a close embrace, bringing their snouts together. "Good. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. And I'm glad you're here, Apple Bloom. Even if the party didn't happen, I would have spent my Nightmare Night with you. That's how much you mean to me."

"E-Even if Aah'm just a 'pretty-faced hillfilly'?" she asked with a sly raise of eyebrows.

The heiress scoffed. "Bitch, I'm the pharaoh of this whole fuckin' pyramid. And as pharaoh, I command you to stay by my side and serve me~."

"Hehe~! Well, ya forgot one thing, yer highness. I am a ravenous creature of the night! And I have a thirst for the blood of royalty."

"Ooooooh sounds scary," she teased. "Gonna come into my room at night and bite my pretty Lil' neck~?"

"Only if you invite me in first~" she added in with a wink.

"You know you're always welcome to my bedroom."

"Well, maybe we should think about headin' up there soon; so that I can show ya things no living mortal could," the earth mare purred, her eyes sporting a fiendish red glow as she whispered sweet promises into her ear. Diamond was lost in the excitement of their roleplaying to point out the strange detail in her marefriend's 'contacts.' So turn on, she couldn't control herself from taking a steamy kiss, earning a muffled moan from the vampiric apple mare. The two lovers swooned and held each other before slowly shuffling away from the partygoers, the music kicking up-tempo and beat.

Sweetie Belle blended right into the crowd. Despite how long her scaly mermaid skirt was, it didn't cause much trouble to dance around in. Hell, the changing lights made the texture glimmer off her curvy legs while she grooved her body up with many dancers next to her. And as she sensually slid down the back of her current partner, a voice caught her attention.

"Sweetie Belle! Hey, Sweetie Belle!"

The mermare ceased her actions when she saw Button Mash, her current boyfriend, cutting his way through the crowd. She shook her head with a snicker, figuring the young colt would go as his favorite class in Guardians of Lost World IV. It was the game he streamed the most online, and occasionally, if given enough bits, she'd pop up to play along or give his viewers some eye candy.

"Hey Babe~" She greeted the brown stallion, wrapping her arms over and bringing him close to place her peach flavored lips onto his cheek. "That's a sexy dwarf outfit you got there!"

"T-Thanks! It took me weeks to get the right fabric and cardboard to paint for the armor, sword, ax, and beard. But I think you're the clear winner for the best costume of the night award, Sweetie! Your mermare outfit rocks so many socks off~" he beamed brightly.

"Just the socks? And here, I was hoping I'd rock somebody's cock off~" she pouted playfully, securing her stallion close to her voluptuous body, her chest plush up against his cardboard breastplate.

"W-Whoa now, easy there! There's a lot of people here, and I don't think we-"

"Then, don't think. Just feel~" she said closer to her ear before pushing her lips upon his. Button was helpless to refuse his charming temptress and eagerly returned the steamy kiss, his hands making a beamline to grab her curvy ass, earning a moan from the unicorn. Pulling away from each other's mouth left a small string of saliva connecting their lips.

"G-Gosh, Sweetie, you're so... enchanting," Button murmured with heavy breath. His marefriend grinned mischievously before leaning back to whisper an enticing idea.

"Why don't we head towards the pool and have a bit of fun~? I don't think this flimsy top can handle my boobs for much longer. With so many stallions eying me, I can't help but feel valunerable~! But if you're not up to it, I could ask Featherwing over there and--"

"W-What!? No, no, no, I want to! I really want to!" Button Mash insisted, desperate to keep his marefriend from becoming 'adventurous.'

"Good boy~" Sweetie giggled, taking his hand and leading them out from the crowd of dancing freaks and goblins and through the kitchen. The backyard doors were wide open, showing off the large pool that shimmered the reflecting light of the pale moon above.

"O-Oh good," Button sighed with relief as he began to remove his fake armor, tossing the chest-piece and gauntlets to the side so he could better access the fabric underneath. "Looks like no one else is here. N-Not that I'm against you showing off for views; it's helped my live stream a bunch! Eheh.. heh... Sweetie?"

The unicorn mare said nothing. She stood motionless before the edge of the pool, watching the little waves dance in the moonlight. Her green eyes widen, a faint aura appearing around her pupils, gazing into the light refracting off the water. She felt a pull in her torso as if some invisible force called for her to jump in. To come back home where she belonged.

So she did.

Button Mash didn't really have time to finish removing his top before catching the sight of his busty marefriend dive into the pool. "S-Sweetie!?" he gasped, rushing over to where she once stood. It was too dark to see the bottom of the pool clearly. But soon, the top piece of her costume floated up to the surface. Just as he tried to reach for it, a new sound graced his ears.

Singing.

Unearthly, melodious singing that drew his attention to the farther side of the pool. Sweetie Belle was resting her elbows on the side, her eyes gleaming an eerie green glow while her voice let out pure euphoria. On her wet mane kept her breasts from being completely visible, matching the image of the creature she portrayed this evening. Button lost his own voice, trapped in the beautiful visage of his marefriend's beautiful face and smoldering eyes.

A slight curve graced her lips as she lifted her hand to beckon him forth with her finger, her hauntingly beautiful humming never skipping a beat. Compelled, Button Mash walked over to the deeper end of the pool; his eyes remained fixated with hers while she twisted her body around to better lay on her stomach. The skirt, despite being wet, kept the moonlit sheen highlighting her marvelous scales. It almost looked like it merged with Sweetie's wide hips from a certain angle.

The mermare continued to hum enchantingly to her lover, tugging at his pants while fluttering her eyes at him. Understanding her silent suggestion, the brown colt slowly pulled away at his pants to leave him in just boxer shorts, a hard bulge present. Sweetie Belle licked her lips before arching her back and pushing her chest forward, showing off how hard her nipples were, no thanks to the cold water and weather. Button Mash shivered, having only ever getting picks and teases of his marefriend's chest. This was the first time she was showing off her proud bust to him.

"A-Aren't you cold? The water must be freezing at least," he tried to question, but she only shook her head, urging him to sit down on the edge of the pool. Gulping, slide off the last piece of clothing, his healthy stallionhood standing stiff between his legs before dipping his legs into the water. Button sharply gasped, confirming his previous statement only to let out a louder noise upon feeling Sweetie Belle wrap her wet hands around his hard cock.

And whatever second thoughts he had about doing this was eased away with every long lick she gave to him. Her warm lips and tongue contrast her body's cold exterior, the mixing temperature pleasing his body in ways he didn't think existed. And the lewd smacking noises with each kiss only made his shaft erected further.

"A-Augh! A-Aw fuck, Sweetie! That feels good~!" he moaned, much to the unicorn's delight as her snout pressed into the base of his cock while working her tongue around his balls a little. Drips of pre-cum oozed from his flat tip, drawing the crusader to lick over and truly taste Button's flavor. She hummed thoughtfully, keep her eyes on his expression before spitting her saliva all over his cock, and stroking it all over his rigged pole.

"Such a big, strong stallion~" she sang huskily, unable to stop kissing his thick cock. "If I knew you were hiding this piece of scrumptious meat, I would have let you fuck me every time you wanted to stream! Show them how big and studly my Button Masher is~!"

"S-Shit, Sweetie Belle! I-I didn't know you had such a filthy mouth!" Button grunted, his cock painfully throbbing for the aquatic unicorn.

"Awww, maybe you should do something about it, babe. C'mon, fuck my throat~!" And with as wide a mouth she could make, Sweetie nearly inhaled every inch on Button's meatpole. The brown colt whinnied loudly, the sudden tightness and wet warmth enveloping his shaft urging his base instincts to come forth. His hips jerked in quick sprints to try and push more of himself into Sweetie's overstretched mouth while she slowly bobbed her head along his length.

"A-Ahhh! Augh! Oh, shit, that's it, babe! Suck on it just like that," Button snorted, gripping Sweetie's head of wet mane to help speed up her dick slurping. Muffled moans and slick 'gak's rewarded his ears, her eyes never once looking away while he stuffed her throat full of cock. "Fuck, you look so good like that. I-I don't think I'm gonna... A-Ahh~! Last!!"

This only made Sweetie suckle harder, determined to suck out his impending climax like a straw. To aid her in her thirst, Sweetie took a handful of her plump tit-flesh to wrap around the base of his cock, stroking him off in the valley of her cleavage. Spit and slobber leaked out to coat her pillowy mounds while the ecstasy proved too much for the gamer to take.

"I-I'm CUMMING! O-OHHHH SHIT! SHIT!" Button moaned to the night sky, pumping all that yummy, gooey seed down Sweetie Belle's gullet. His hands clutched hard to keep the mare's snout buried into his crotch, making her audibly swallow his load until the last drop. His grip tweaked, allowing Sweetie to slowly pop his wet cock out of her mouth. Both lovers were left panting heavily while the mermare gazed up, her mouth open to show no trace of his semen remained.

"S-Sweetie, Your eyes are... g-glowing!" Button panted.

Her head turned to look over her reflection, noting the emerald glow reflecting her pupils in the water. Apple Bloom's words echoed in her mind, reminding her that something was off with them ever since taking the costumes. But she planned for this night for so long. She had Button right where she wanted him, unable to express her feelings with her controlling sister always around. Always questioning her choices and actions. On how a proper mare should be. Her gaze returned to his, sporting a worried expression.

"S-Sweetie, are you okay? M-Maybe we should-"

"NO!" She yelped, reaching for his face and leaning up close. "This is my night! The one night, I get to dress up how I want with no judgment! No other eyes but the ones who want me! You want me, don't you? You love me, right?!"

"O-Of course I do, Sweetie!"

"Then let's keep going! Fuck me! Fuck me right here and now," She begged, pulling in for another hard kiss. Button Mash was unable to do much else but give what his marefriend wanted. Their tongue licked and wriggled within their mouths while grabbing hold of each other. He could feel her heavy breasts squish up to his, her hard nipples adding friction against his. But more importantly, he felt her need and desire for him. To provide for her as any good coltfriend should. And Button was here to give her night of her life.

Until she pulled him in.

The colt's eyes widened at the shock of feeling cold and wetness all around him. Small bubbles left his mouth and nose, rising to the surface while his body was dragged further down. His grip tightened to try and pull off of her, but Sweetie would not release him. Panic began to take in; Button thrashed about tor free himself before managing to unlock his lips with hers, the moon's light revealing the creature that stood in his marefriend's place. His confused and frightened expression met deep green slitted eyes. Scales now covered her entire body, with fins growing out from head, elbows, and sides. She no longer had a skirt around her legs, instead replaced with a full-on fishtail. Claws had grown from her nails while skin webbed between her fingers and thumb. And as her lips parted to let out a high pitched scream, thin needle-like teeth were bared.

Button Mash returned the scream, unable to hold back the terror as the liquid invaded his throat before the monstrous siren pulled him back for a clamped kiss. Her claws dug into his back, drawing red lines that oozed his warmth into the icy pool water. Whatever breath he tried to hold was sucked out, the mermare squeezing his body for more life to sustain her. The poor colt's body writhed and wriggled uselessly until Button went limp, his eyes glazed over. No more bubbles escaping the corner of his mouth.

It took a moment for Sweetie Belle to realize that her coltfriend stopped struggling, shaking him a couple of times before realization crept in. She quickly brought them back to the surface, gasping out, "BUTTON MASH!? Oh, fuck! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to... T-To..."

But no reply came forth. His mouth remained open, head to the side—no sign of life in his pale eyes. No amount of shaking able to undo the horrible deed she committed. The unicorn then looked to her cold, clammy hands, the scales now embedded into her body. Sweetie Belle panted hysterically, gripping at her mane as turmoil and dread sunk in. And all of it released into the air with an ear-piercing scream.

"NOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"

"Damn, someone's getting into the Nightmare Night spirit! Woooo~!" Scootaloo laughed, the scream echoing louder than the music. But that didn't stop her from partying like the animal she dressed as. The pegasus got a few partners to groove along with, but no one brave to get frisky with the werewolf babe. Not that she cared; she wasn't going to waste her time with pussies.

Yet her eyes kept going back to one single colt in the room.

Dressed in his own vampiric get up, Rumble would shift his eyes away from Scootaloo the moment she looked back at him. He wasn't really dancing, either. Just standing against the entrance to the front hall. 'Well, if he's going to gawk at me all evening...' she growled inwardly, making her way to the colt before he had a chance to run away.

"Hey, Rumble!" Scootaloo said, grabbing at his arm to pull him right back to her. "Whatcha doing, standing here by yourself? Plenty of people to dance with~."

"U-Uhh hey, Scoots!" the young colt said nervously, yanking his arm free. "I-I didn't mean to stare! It's just.. w-well.."

Scootaloo held her hips, waiting for his excuse with narrowed eyes.

"W-What I'm trying to say is you're, uh, looking good! Really good, like, whoa! I almost couldn't recognize you with all the fur, claws, and teeth!"

"All the better to frighten you with, my dear~!" She snickered, getting into a pose with her hands clawed and her smile showing off the fangs. A low growl emanated passed her lips.

"I-I can see that," Rumble gulped, his cheeks glowing pink against his pale blue completion. "So I was wondering maybe the two of us could dance... b-by ourselves somewhere away from the crowd, I mean-- Ugh! I'm already making this awkward. Look, I know my brother, and you had a thing an--MHHPH!?"

"Outside. Now!" She muttered lowly before yanking the frightened colt through the front door of the mansion.

Rumble found his mouth muzzled, the she-wolf clasping her hand around his face while glaring daggers into the male pegasus. Scootaloo dragged him towards the garden maze at the side, flinging him over to the ground. The shivering colt gazed up at the animalistic pegasus, the moonlight highlighting her figure while keeping her face (save the glowing yellow eyes) in shadow, adding to her intimidation.

"S-Scootaloo?"

"Who the FUCK do you think you are, blabbing about Thunderlane and me!? It's because of that prick's selfishness that my family's been at my neck about how I've been making money," She yelled at him, scratching at her neck in irritation. "Ugh! Should have known you were watching us, you fucking pervert!"

"O-Oh, I'm sorry! I-I didn't know tha--"

"So what?! You think because I let your brother rail me, I'd give you the same courtesy? Just ask nicely, and I'll suck your dick for 25 bits?"

"N-No! Scootaloo, that's not why I was... I'm not my brother!" Rumble insisted, picking himself up. "I don't want sex. I want you!"

"What?!" she barked in confusion.

"I-I like you! I really like you, ever since the start of High School. You're incredible to me, Scootaloo! The way you play sports, help out your friends... I've wanted to ask you out for the longest time!"

The mare pegasus' glare began to soften, not expecting this kind of reaction. Not prepared for a confession of feelings.

"A-And when I saw you with my brother that night, the way you two... spoke with each other. I felt bad. You don't deserve to do that to yourself! You deserved better than that!"

"And you think you're better than him? That you're better for me? Tch," she chuckled, though her voice sounded more strained than angry as if trying to hold the feelings bubbling off inside.

"No, Scoot, that's not what I'm saying!" Rumble complained, placing his hands over her shoulders to try and shake some sense back into the furry pegasus. He would come to regret this action as he found himself slammed hard into the ground, added weight pressing ontop of him. The male pegasus groaned in steering pain while wearily looking up at Scootaloo, bitter tears streaming down her face.

"Let's get one thing straight, Rumble. This image you see of me? Being an awesome, carefree yet passionate pegasus? That's not me. I'm not awesome. In fact, I'm pretty much the worse given how low I've sunken," she berated, grinding her teeth together while her grip around the colt's neck tightened.

"Every time I call my family, I just see disappointment. Whenever I hang with Sweetie and Apple Bloom, I feel their resentment of me. And then you're coming along to tell me how much you like me?! What a fucking joke."

"S-Scootaloo, I-I'm not-- Kaagh!" he tried to reason with, but his voice only wheezed the words with how much force pressing around his windpipe.

"SHUT UP!!" She snarled at him, veins pulsating from her head and arms, saliva dripping down her sharp teeth. She looked absolutely feral. "This is my time! I'm the one in control! You wanna show me how much you like me? Then show me!!"

Rumble gasped as he felt her claws tear open his dress shirt, exposing his bare chest to the growling pegasus. Before he could get another word in, he felt lips smack hard onto his in a rough kiss, tongue licking at his lips for entrance. Irritated by his resistance, Scootaloo jabbed her sharp claws into his side, forcing his mouth open to slide her tongue down his throat. All his squirming only made her feel hotter, grinding her crotch into his. She grabbed his hand to place onto her chest, feeling one of her small mounds under the wad of fur. Rumble could even feel any hint of cloth underneath. What was the fur even attached to?

His answer remained ignored as her hand slid down his abdomen, claws dragging lines before stopping at the buckle of his pants. And with a firm yank, the orange pegasus pulled his trousers down to exposed his semi-hard cock. Scootaloo broke away with a pant, rubbing his squishy member between her fingers with a snicker.

"So you are turned on by all this! What a freak," she murmured, licking at her fingers before sliding them down to her crotch to rub into her visible pussy lips, groaning softly. Poor Rumble gazed at the liquid dripping between her legs. What kind of designer allowed a slit?!

"S-Scootaloo, please," He begged, trying to wrestle his way out of before gasping at how hot her puffy marehood was against the top of his shaft. "I-I didn't want it this way! Please, Don't do this! GRAUGH!" Her hand clutched over his shoulder so hard, Scootaloo's claws pierce right into his flesh. Blood oozed from the punctured holes, the grey pegasus crying out in agony.

"Quit your crying! No one really wants to lose it this way," Scootaloo scoffed with little regard for his pain. Far too absorbed with how badly she needed him inside him. And with a bit more rubbing and stroking, he would be hard enough to ride. "Life's a bitch, Rumble. And now, so am I!"

With little time to prepare him, Scootaloo slammed her hips down and shoved Rumble's stiff cock into her gushing cunt. The pegasi pair yowled, the male gripping at her hips to try and pry her off while her grip on his shoulder tightened. The she-wolf grounded herself around to make sure every inch was inside before she began shaking her hips up and down, rutting poor Rumble into the gravel. Her long tail wagged along for the ride while Scootaloo gasped and whimpered from how high she felt.

"Graaaugh~! Come on, fuck me!" She barked, her forehead resting on his while her eye pierced through him. "Give it to me, Rumble! Show me how much you fucking want me!"

But all the whimpering pegasus could do was cry, screaming for anyone to help him. Yet with how loud the music was inside, not one pony could hear or see the violence happening at the garden maze entrance. The beastly mare grew sick of his infernal whining. If he wanted something to cry about, she'd give it to him.

Scootoloo locked her jaws into the other side of his shoulder. The force of the bite ripping out a chunk of his flesh made the colt scream in anguish. He flailed about uselessly while the predator kept grounding her pussy onto his cock, his eyes widening at the horrible sight of the mare he once admired, swallowing the torn piece of himself. Panting hungrily, she leaned back down to lick at his fresh wound, moaning at the rising pleasure building in her loins, slamming against him harder.

"Mmm, fuck! You taste so good, Rumble. I-I can't stop! I won't stop! It's too good~! AAUGH!" She lurched, canine-like sounds coming out of her bloodied muzzle. And all sound died from him as she took a bite out of his throat. Scootaloo chewed out her toy as the final wave of ecstasy crashed.

"YES! Yes, yes, yes, YES! Fuck, give it to me! I'm cumming! I-I'm IM!" As her pussy spasmed and squirted femcum all over the mutilated colt, Scootaloo arched her body and head upward, releasing all her pent up aggression and lust into the night with a dreadful howl.

"AARRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooo~!!!"

Author's Note

𝔸 𝕤𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕟'𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘, 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕝𝕗'𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕝. 𝕋𝕨𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥'𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕨𝕝

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