It wasn't difficult for Sunset Shimmer to lure a friend away. After all, how could they possibly know the goodie two-shoes version had become dinner for her and the Dazzlings?
With the advent of Nightmare Night reality altered, many people transforming into monsters; in her case she ended up split between a naughty and nice version, and the former won out thanks to some help from Adagio! The hunt was now on, predators like her and the sirens preying upon scattered mortals.
Civilization struggled not to completely crumble. Elsewhere there were riots, the streets running with blood and debauchery, humans free to be toyed with until they grew bored and ate them.
The abandoned warehouse was perfect; its wide interior now claustrophobic from the rows of nude, anatomically correct female mannequins that lined its shadowy innards.
“How do you feel, Rarity? Particularly generous today, I hope?” Sunset, who wore the old costume from her bully days that conformed so well to her ample curves, crossed her arms and started to walk in a circle around her captive.
“You...you tricked me,” murmured Rarity so quietly she was almost inaudible. “Why...?” She was completely stripped, on all fours like the bitch she was, complete with a collar and leash tied to a column. She would sometimes choke out sobs, her black mascara running down her cheeks. “Whatever I did to you, darling, I...I'm sorry.” She choked out the words.
“You should be” She curled her lip. “You turned me into a sad parody of myself! I was tough, smart, independent! Then, you and your friends soul-raped me with that rainbow, warped my mind and soul to make me conform! You can't stand anyone who's different, not really! No, polite society is all about trying to make individuals mediocre as possible!”
Rarity shook her head with a sniffle. “We-we only wished to help!”
“You'll help me now.” She leaned in with a devilish grin. “I'll let you in on a little secret, since you're never leaving here. You know how lots of people changed when Nightmare Night hit? I was one of those. I was split in half, and the bland, boring Sunset you knew with no real personality beyond being a generic nice girl who feels guilty or angry sometimes?”
A moment passed while her explanation sunk in. “What are you saying....?” Her voice almost cracked.
“I hooked up with the Dazzlings...and cannibalized the cunt.” Her laughter echoed throughout when Rarity started to wail. She actually tried to rise, a hint of rage rising to her features, but it died quickly as her muscles failed her due to all the drugs routinely fed to her which kept her sluggish and docile. “That's right!” She patted her belly in satisfaction.
“You're a complete monster. Irredeemable. The real Sunset would be ashamed.”
“Newsflash bitch, I am the real Sunset! Not that retconned sadsack you knew!” She kicked her in the face with a leather boot; not hard enough to ruin her good looks, just to put her in her place. She whimpered, cowering, urinating down her inner thighs.
“The Sunset I knew was never this evil, not even at her absolute worst...”
“Look at the mess you made on the floor!” She pointed at the yellow puddle. “Lick it up.”
Rarity balked, but when she started to raise her boot again, she hastened to obey. With a trembling, pouting lip she lowered her mouth to the grime-caked floor, and scrunched up her face when she started to lap up her own bitter pee. Sunset placed her sole atop her scalp, grinding her face into it, further smearing her makeup. “Don't leave a drop,” warned Sunset.
She had pulled out her mini camcorder, which she'd borrowed from Aria Blaze who usually used it to make snuff films. She peered through it, zoomed in, captured every subtle moment of Rarity's complete and utter humiliation. Of course this was mere foreplay compared to what she had planned! “It's about time we upped the ante.” She whistled into the darkness.
The shadows split and out padded Spike. However, he wasn't quite what the fashionista remembered; he was much larger, bulkier, a mass of muscle which loomed closer, predatory with teeth bared and dripping with drool. “N-no...”
His eyes didn't shine with any of the familiar warmth she knew. Only madness, and worse, sheer lust, leering at her pendulous breasts which hung like udders ready to be milked, topped by wide, pastel pink nipples. Slowly he encircled her, eying every last inch; her child-bearing hips, thick thighs, plush buttocks, and long legs, his tongue hanging out while he panted.
He paused directly behind her. She tensed up, and Sunset followed him, her camera focused where he was; the soft pink ring of her anus, and her tight vulva below, which he pressed his wet nose to while he started to sniff his new warm holes.
“P-please,” begged Rarity who chewed her lower lip in a vain attempt to stifle its tremble.
“You're his bitch now. What right do you have to deny him?!” She reached around and grabbed the name tag on Rarity's collar, which had SPIKE'S BITCH emblazoned on it. “He's been altered, like me. And he's been enhanced in every way you could imagine...especially his libido. He's going to rut you like you're a bitch in heat until you absolutely break...”
Rarity blubbered, but she knew it was pointless to resist. She froze up with a sharpy cry, more of surprise, when he started to lick her orifices in preparation. His red cock started to swell from its pouch, dripping a viscous fluid out of its urethra. His swollen testicles hung. He raised up on his hackles, resting his furry paws on her shoulders as he started to mount her.
Her eyes widened when he pressed into her, her pussy lips swelling and spreading while he parted her. His weight started to press upon her, stray furs trickling her back, his hips pressing forward while he sank into her moistening depths which were carved open by his fattening knot, her pink slippery cunt forced to conform to its new breeder. She winced, her lubricant mixing with her ruptured hymen which she'd carefully preserved, sluicing down her legs while her eyes stung with fresh tears.
Now fully knotted by the beast, he locked inside his personal fucktoy, his paws roughly cupping her tits and squishing them. He nipped at her nape, and his muscles drew taut while he started to hump her, balls slapping while her buttocks loudly smacked each time he impaled her. He huffed, and started to pick up speed, slamming into the whimpering wench.
“That's right,” called Sunset with a laugh. “Tame your bitch with your cock! Make her squeal!”
Bestial grunts escaped him when he battered her with brutal thrusts, making her frame shake each time he plundered her depths. Melodramatic whines spilled out, more tears drip-dropping, while his claws raked over her tits and ass, leaving thin red lines to mark her as his possession. Again-and-again he skewered her, and her face fully blushed, as she started to loudly moan.
“Umph...unf...” She tried to swallow her lewd cries, her face twisting into unbelievably lewd expressions, which Sunset zoomed in on and captured in all their glory. “Oh God...” Her eyes were rolling into her head, her body burning all over, especially in her tightening loins as her pussy tightened around his veiny knot like a vise to suck it into her. Its tip mashed against her cervix entrance, the precum slathering the slippery pink walls, marking her, readying her to accept his virile seed.
“Damn,” whispered Sunset with a flush of her own at how hard he was raping her, and how she was clearly getting off to it despite her protests. With her free hand she first slid her heavy tits out, one at a time, the orbs falling free with a bounce while she fondled them. Then she lifted her skirt, and reached into her frilly black panties, sinking a couple fingers into her wet twat.
Schlicks sounded while she desperately fingered herself, her face warping in its own lustful grimace, building to her own climax while she watched the behemoth of a dog piston into his own personal living fuckhole. She moved on, the camcorder focused solely on where his red knot was buried in her. "How does it feel?! You preserved your pussy like it was a sacred chamber, but now you're nothing but a cumdumpster, being need by a lowly mongrel!"
By now the drugs she'd put in Rarity's food were kicking into overdrive, her mind going blank to everything but sheer wanton desire, eyes rolling all the way into the back of her head and her tongue lolling out. “Ooohhh~” She moaned out, beginning to squirt all over his dick and balls.
“How rude, finishing before you master!” Sunset cackled, watching her slave's psyche crumble. "Not that I blame you! Those drugs were laced with a special magic! You're now a permanent bitch in heat!"
At this point Rarity's pussy milked the cock claiming it, until Spike howled and erupted with a final, brutal thrust, emptying himself into her womb. She tingled down to her ovaries while he painted her innermost core, packing it in without relenting, filling her with enough sperm to overflow a mare as her belly swelled under the release which flooded her uterus.
“Fuck,” yelled Sunset who spattered her own drenched panties. Her eyelashes fluttered and her eyes crossed.
Panting, Rarity collapsed under him, laying in a puddle of their own sexual excretions on the dirty floor. Her psyche was complete shattered, and she barked and woofed like a dog, while Spike turned around, his knot still locked inside her. He yanked repeatedly in attempt to withdraw it, pulling her a bit, unable to unlock them while his sperm settled and did its work. Her eggs swam within the white soup, the dark magic which had warped him allowing it to successfully seed his alpha bitch.
With a blissful sigh Sunset collapsed onto her bottom. She decided Rarity could live; she was effectively dead anyhow, her mind no more. Plus, she was curious to see her old 'friend' swelling like a cow until she delivered this beast's fat pups!
She continued to record the event, all the way until he popped free, her gaped snatch oozing out whiteness which she scooped into a dog bowl that also said SPIKE'S BITCH. “Eat up,” she ordered and Rarity happily crawled over and drank down a mix of his and her own release with a series of titters.
Naturally, she was but the first. All her former circle had to pay! The Dazzlings were no doubt doing their own part. But Adagio assured her they wouldn't kill any of them, not yet, until she and they couldn't have any more fun with them.
Fortunately, with the current state of the world there was no end of potential entertainment...
