Foaldo

“Can we leave this one dead?” Trixie asked. “You made me stop with that orphan and now my manticore doesn’t have any treats.”

“I have to agree,” Starlight said. “Letting us murder our rape victims would be easier than making sure they don’t talk.”

“While I agree,” said Twilight. “I’ll get in trouble with the Board of Education if foals die in my school. Besides… I need this one for Science™.”

“Didn’t you have foal-making planned with your brother?” asked Starlight. “You don’t have time.”

“There is ALWAYS time for Science™!” Twilight proclaimed. “Besides, I’d feel bad missing this opportunity to make a mud pony suffer. I’ll multitask.”

“Well I can’t argue with that,” nodded Trixie.

Applebloom was sure she died, but woke up in a soft bed. Relief washed over her when she looked up to see Twilight and Shining sitting with her. Not only that, but they’d cleaned her and healed her injuries, definitely because they were nice and not so Applebloom could suffer more.

“Oh thank Apple,” Applebloom sighed. “You heard and rescued me… so ah guess they’re in prison and you want me to report the crime, right?”

“Oh, Applebloom,” Twilight smiled and slowly reached a hoof out.

“R-right?” asked Applebloom again.

“Shut up!” Twilight said, smacking Applebloom across the face. “I don’t have time for some pea-brained mud pony to pretend to be sapient, it’s time for Science™!”

The impact sent Applebloom out of the comfortable bed, slamming her head against the stone floor. She shrieked and moved her hooves to defend herself, only to have Shining stomp one of her front legs. The impact by the powerful stallion shattered her knee, sending fresh pain through her.

“Fuck, I’m hard,” panted Shining. “Giving a foal hope and then immediately shattering it is my fetish.” He wasn’t lying. His shaft was fully erect and throbbing.

“Oh apples, not again,” Applebloom cried. She’d thought it couldn’t get worse than last time, but she now feared that might not be the case.

“Spike, explain what’s going on,” Twilight said. “You’re just stupid enough for her to understand.”

Applebloom looked around for Spike as tears rolled down her face, Shining keeping her pinned by her shattered kneecap, but she couldn’t find him. At least until Twilight turned to face Bloom with her plot, hiking her tail as her sphincter relaxed and Spike’s head popped free. He was covered in gooey white and brown smudges, but seemed pretty okay with it.

“You were murdered and resurrected by a princess,” explained Spike, his head easing out and sucking back in as her tightly packed ass shifted him. “That means you’re legally dead and have no rights, just like me! That’s why I’m Twilight’s slave; the second part of her magic test was to rape me to death.”

“W-what?” sobbed Applebloom. “Please ah just wanna go home to mah family!” She much preferred their abuse.

“Objects don’t have families,” Twilight shook her head, frustrated at Applebloom’s refusal to understand. “You are literally my dildo. Not even a foaldo since you’re dead, just a dilido.”

“Be reasonable,” Spike gave her a thumbs up, then was sucked in far enough that only the claw protruded. He continued, muffled. “You weren’t gonna make a difference in society with that useless cutie mark and a family that agrees with what we’re doing. Seriously, we asked them, even Applejack said it was fine.”

“She agreed in exchange for roofies,” Twilight nodded matter-of-factually. “Now she can finally fuck her ultra-mega-gay brother.”

“There’s no way she-” Applebloom started, but her words turned into a wail as Shining bent back her knee, twisting it slowly. She stared in abject horror at her bones splintering through flesh as he worked it free, then tossed it in the trash. She waggled the stump frantically as blood sprayed from the end, feeling ill at the sight of so much of her own blood. A beam from Twilight’s horn cauterized the stump so she wouldn’t bleed out, sending a new jolt of burning pain through her.

How was her day getting worse?!

“I’m not sure what’s going on, honestly,” Shining said. “But it involves the raping of an unwilling foal’s pussy, so I’m totally in!”

“This thing will be in too,” Twilight nodded, then looked down at Bloom, creasing her eyebrows. “And if you even try to escape, you rotten-sardine-smelling muddy, I’ll eat your soul and banish you to the shadow realm, or something. With Science™!”

“Ah only smell like that cause ah was inside…” Applebloom sobbed, holding her good hoof over the severed stump of the other. “You kin do that?”

“I dunno,” shrugged Twilight, as she sucked Spike deeper into her ass until even his ‘thumbs up’ disappeared behind her sphincter.

Was this a nightmare? Applebloom couldn’t believe such a positive role model descended into such depraved impulses. Her confused mind sank further into despair, because now she was afraid to even try to tell on them. For all she knew, telling the other princesses would result in something even worse!

“Science™ time!” Twilight proclaimed, her horn lighting up intensely as a wave of magic covered herself and Shining. Since Twilight’s rump was facing her, Applebloom got a good view of her clit swelling out into a plump shaft and weighty balls behind, slightly larger than Shining’s natural equipment, leaving her pussy nestled behind the sack.

The way Shining twitched and waggled his behind, she assumed he just got anatomy added too. Applebloom stared in confusion and horror. She assumed where this was going, but had a sick feeling it would somehow be worse than that.

“At least dun kill me this time,” begged Applebloom.

“We definitely will,” Twilight said. “Multiple times, but I’ll bring you back so your well-deserved suffering won’t end. And I’ll keep doing that for the rest of my life!” She paused, tapped her chin, then continued. “You’re too retarded to connect the dots, so I’ll just tell you that that’s practically forever.”

“No, ah wanna die and stay dead!” Applebloom shrieked, realizing just how much worse it had gotten, but then backtracked again when she further remembered she was going to Tartarus for having pre-marital sex. “No, uh…”

“Dumb slut can’t decide,” Spike’s muffled voice said. “It’s not that bad; I’ve died three times today.”

“I’m waitin’ sis,” Shining got impatient, waggling his rear towards Twilight, magical pussy packed behind his balls and drooling with desire.

Applebloom trembled as Twilight’s magic lifted her, the energy by itself sending shivers through her. Her body tingled with painful pricks as she watched Shining’s slit grow closer, and soon her face smudged against the sopping wet cunny. Shining moaned appreciatively.

Twilight smiled gently at Applebloom, but pressed her pulsating member against the foal’s rear, pressing the unlubricated tip against her dried up tailhole. Applebloom clenched her teeth, already knowing that this would hurt. Twilight’s kind look just made it all the more frightening.

“Ain’t Shining married?” Applebloom asked, desperately trying to talk sense into them. “And yer siblings!”

“Says the slut that fucked its brother and cousin before it died,” Twilight rolled her eyes, then licked her lips. “I can practically taste its fear, brother, isn’t that hot?”

“Don’t put air inside me,” Shining instructed as he pressed his behind back. “I want to feel it suffocate and die inside me…” They were even more blatant in their intent than the psycho-dykes were.

“But what if ya get him preggers?” Applebloom asked, terror welling up further. “Wait… what if ah already got preggers?”

“I intend to impregnate him,” Twilight chuckled. “We planned that before we knew you’d be available. As for you… I wouldn’t worry. Any foal you give birth to will also be legally dead… and even tighter when I use it as a condom.”

“We’re getting back at my whore wife,” Shining explained. “I found her list of 100 creatures she’s cheated on me with… and it was only last month’s list!”

“She’s going for the Equestrian infidelity record,” advised Twilight. “The current record-holder is your thot mother. Her record will be hard to beat, even if they don’t count all the timberwolves that violated her corpse.”

“What?!” Applebloom shrieked. She wanted to say that was impossible, but it seemed everypony she trusted was secretly evil.

Twilight shivered at the foal’s dismay; it was convenient when a foal’s parents were dead because it made verbal abuse easier. Before Applebloom could speak again, Twilight pressed against her behind as Shining’s pussy slid tightly over Applebloom’s gagging face. The hole was virgin tight again since the healing, so Twilight had to lance it with telekinetic energy to pry it open.

Applebloom squealed into Shining’s pussy, followed by a more intense scream when she realized Twilight hadn’t properly penetrated her yet. The throbbing organ sank in, Twilight having to shove with all her might due to the complete lack of lubricant. It wasn’t the most comfortable way to penetrate someone, but Twilight knew it’d hurt much more. Applebloom’s despair and agony would get her off more than a slick hole.

Shining’s lips stretched over Applebloom’s shoulders as he rolled his eyes back and pushed against Twilight’s violent thrusts. Without lubrication, Twilight mostly stayed fully lodged inside Applebloom’s rectum, while Applebloom’s body moved. The foal slid in to her hips and back out to her neck several times, gasping for air when she was close enough to the surface.

Applebloom felt another stab of telekinetic magic, and Twilight’s cock sank deeper, pushing right through the back of her rectum and into her guts directly. It shifted more inside her as blood oozed over the shaft, then pushed Applebloom to the hips again as Twilight mounted up onto her brother.

Bloom could only spasm with each ram into her gut, hind legs flailing as her head was pushed towards the womb. She tried to breathe when she was forced through the cervix, but they hadn’t teleported any air into the sack and she only inhaled thick stringy fluid. Her brain burned with a lack of oxygen, but each thrust from Twilight sent a shock of mana through her that kept her conscious.

“It squirms good,” Shining arched his back and drooled onto the floor from both ends. “Die again, you overstretched condom.”

“Yees!” Twilight groaned. “Suffer my brother’s cunt, for Science™!” Applebloom wanted to ask what in Tartarus that meant, but trying resulted in another lung-full of gooey womb slop.

Twilight’s balls smacked against Shining as she was fully engorged in both of them at once. Her shaft surged, a feeling that Applebloom unfortunately recognized, as a blast of fertile spunk rocketed into the foal. Her body bloated as it hosed directly into her gut sack, stinging and pressing against her insides.

Applebloom rocketed into Shining’s womb and it flooded with Twilight’s seed. It glowed dimly from the alicorn’s magic, letting Bloom see the red swirling mess as her guts poured out of the hole where Twilight had impaled her. She vomited blood as she literally shit out her guts, weakly thrashing with the last of her energy. As she bathed in an ocean of torment like never before, she wondered if Tartarus might not be quite as bad as this.

“She’s actually defecating her own innards!” Twilight purred as she used an x-ray spell to see.

“Super hot,” Shining groaned, looking at his bloated belly, savoring the thrashing of the defiled and dying filly inside.

Twilight popped free of his pussy, pushing her bloody cock into his tailhole as she clenched his vaginal passage shut with magic. She took slow strokes as they watched Applebloom. Since Twilight kept her from suffocating with magic, she was slowly bleeding out. The magic that kept her from dying of oxygen deprivation enhanced her senses, making the pain even more intense. It was the most beautiful thing the lover-siblings had ever seen, continuing their slow love-making as they waited an hour for the foal to pass on in agony.

“Mmm, finally dead,” Twilight said. “But since I kept her conscious, this will create some amazing trauma!”

“I love it when you say fucked up shit,” panted Shining. “How’s Spike?”

“He died half-an-hour ago,” Twilight said, squeezing her behind and shivering as the dragon’s corpse slid out and plopped onto the floor. He was still grinning, quite masochistic after a lifetime of delicious abuse.

“He looks more content every time,” Shining chuckled, shivering as Twilight withdrew her shaft from his ass. “Reckon she’ll get that happy after some breaking?”

“That’s what this experiment is for,” nodded Twilight. “I want to see the effects of short-term but intense abuse after an otherwise normal foalhood. Anyway, push out that dead cunt, I’ll cast a fertility spell to make sure I impregnate you, then resurrect the dildos. I want the foal meat up my ass next.”

Shining compressed his belly, pushing Applebloom out slowly. He enjoyed every inch of her somewhat-deflated corpse evacuating until she oozed out onto the floor as well. Her intestinal tract and organs that she had shit out flopped atop her in a small pile as she lay still.

“That’s a work of art,” Shining examined the foal. Her ass was a gaping hole, but he stretched her tiny pussy out with his telekinesis, shivering as he popped her cunt-lips over his tip and pushed inside.

“Hold your horses, brother,” Twilight giggled. “She can’t feel it.”

Shining didn’t stop thrusting into the corpse pussy as Twilight’s magic encompassed Applebloom and Spike. Spike was an easy raise, but Applebloom took longer, guts slowly easing back inside to slide into place. The foal awoke before the process finished, shrieking at the feel of both her organs slopping back inside and the penetration of Shining’s shaft. Even her severed leg grew back.

As Applebloom looked up at them, they licked their lips, and she knew it wasn’t near over.

“Phew,” Spike stretched as he sat up. “What’s the plan? Do I get to rape it too or not?”

“Hm,” Twilight pondered. “That’s a decent idea. Rape her up the ass while Shining fucks both of you into mine.”

“You sure?” Shining tilted his head. “Without a stretchy spell like you cast on me?”

“Alicorn bodies are durable,” winked Twilight. “And even if it hurt, it’d be worth it if it made something so worthless suffer more.”

Applebloom just sprawled on the floor, wide-eyed, feeling Shining’s shaft push deeper into her immature tunnel. Her dry, unaroused pussy wasn’t much better lubricated than her ass, friction stinging at her inner flesh, and it wasn’t even half-way.

There was nothing to do. She knew every avenue her life could take would result in more torture. After so much abuse though, she understood how deserving she was of this. It was only fair after her undeserved easy life up until today.

“She smells like rotten sardines,” Spike complained as he eased up behind her. “Hurry and push us inside, it smells way better than this.”

Bloom lay limp as she felt his claws grasp around her gut, digging into flesh like nails before his shaft pushed against her re-healed pucker. She sobbed quietly as he pushed inside her, eliciting a moan from the dragon. Would this ever end?

“I-I thought you liked me…” Applebloom whimpered as she was picked up with magic and watched Twilight turn her bottom back towards her.

“Please, Applebloom’s corpse,” Twilight said sweetly again. “I’m required to be nice to peasants in public, but you can’t possibly believe an alicorn had any affection for dirt horses. It’s degrading enough that I have to resort to unicorns to get some natural dick.”

Applebloom felt her body swell as Shining held her tightly and forced more of his shaft inside, ripping through her cervix once again and not stopping until the blunt tip impacted the back of her womb. Spike’s shaft was much smaller, but being a dragon was scalding hot, like a hot fire poker being repeatedly rammed up her ass. He took long deep strokes, slowly tearing apart her cooking rectum.

The foal stared at Twilight’s behind as her rectum flexed and pushed itself slowly over her nose, tears streaming down her face but otherwise quiet. She realized now that any action on her part at all would only make things worse. All she could do now is hope that everyone that wanted to torture her would eventually get bored and leave her laying in a corner somewhere so she could limp off or just die forever.

“This will never end,” Spike whispered into her ear as if he knew what she was hoping. Had he had the same hope? He didn’t seem to now, as he busily impaled her behind with his hot shaft, twitching in delight as the tight hole was slowly torn up around him. As one claw dug into her gut, his teeth bit down on her shoulder. It stung like his maw was full of needles, and she could feel him lap at her bloody flesh as he slowly suckled at the wound. His free claw reached up to push into Twilight’s behind, which pulsated in bliss as he stretched her out more.

Twilight meanwhile was having the time of her life. She’d never tortured a foal she knew well before, and was surprised at how arousing it was to betray somepony that trusted her so much. This would certainly be more successful than previous experiments on foalhood trauma, and Celestia would be so proud when Twilight finally finished her book on the subject.

She felt her rectum stretch more as she forced it down over Spike’s head too, feeling the movement of him nursing blood from their victim, as well as the pounding of his hips into her ass that shivered all the way up through Twilight as well. Applebloom was in such shock that she didn’t even close her wide eyes as they were encompassed, just letting the flesh slide over them as her vision was taken away.

Applebloom made no effort to hold her breath, having reached the point where literally any action on her part seemed pointless. She was nothing but a corpse now, after all, this was her existence now, and at least it was probably barely less agonizing than the fate that awaited her in Tartarus if her soul was freed.

“You’re such a psychotic ass-slut,” moaned Shining at Twilight, rolling his eyes back. He began to pump Applebloom’s pussy with more fever, and even with the added width of Spike’s body, the two were steadily forced inside the dark hole. The tight anal ring latched around their necks, squeezing their breath out momentarily before forcing its way slowly down over their shoulders, pinning their upper limbs to their sides in the process. Applebloom just let her own legs stay limp; they’d just get ripped off again if she tried to resist them.

But apparently she didn’t have to resist, as Shining decided that her hind legs were in the way. He grasped her hips in his magic, twisting them and wrenching them apart until her pelvis gave once again, splitting down the middle and spending another burst of all-too-familiar agony up through her. He didn’t stop at it being split, moving down to her legs and twisting them around like corkscrews.

Shining wanted to feel like he was really fucking a living fleshlight, but was mostly just looking for ways to make the experience worse for Applebloom, anything that would help in his hot sister’s Science™ project. He didn’t just twist the legs back, but also bent back at the knees and ankles, making sure to shatter the joints so that she felt each bone crack before he finally worked the useless limbs off of her.

It seemed not resisting was as likely to make it worse as resisting; Applebloom realized how truly doomed she was. She’d be lucky if she even remembered who she was after a week or two of this, but maybe that’d be better.

Twilight cauterized the leg stumps moments after her hind legs came free, not wanting any of Applebloom’s deaths to be too quick. At first Applebloom felt it was a small mercy that Twilight wasn’t helping her breathe inside, welcoming the burning of her lungs that signified she’d suffocate soon.

As Shining fucked her deeper and the anal ring spread over her and Spike’s hips, she felt herself finally fading again… only to jolt back to life with another resurrection, still encompassed in the terrifying depths of Twilight’s ass and immediately beginning to suffocate again. Spike, being much more sturdy and probably used to this, lasted long enough to keep pounding her ass through the whole thing.

Twilight drooled on the floor as she felt Spike’s undulating hips impale Applebloom as her own hole slid over their hindquarters. As much as she hated giving Spike any pleasure, she considered letting Spike do this with more of her butt-toys.

Shining pulled himself over Twilight as he continued to wail his hips as well. He shook violently as his shaft pulsated on the edge of climax, moving his hips faster and pushing Twilight’s head against the floor.

“I’ll never understand how you’re better at this than my whore wife,” Shining panted. It probably had something to do with Friendship™ and Science™.

Twilight was on the edge of her own orgasm, but still wanted more than the feel of children getting shoved into her with her brother’s fat cock. She threw her head back, impaling her horn up through Shining’s throat, ramming it right up into his brain. The sudden trauma made his orgasm even harder as he went over the edge, blasting so hard that she had to brace herself from being rocketed across the room.

Within her, Applebloom’s instincts took over and she began to thrash wildly once again, covered in hot cum as she was shot forward into Twilight’s intestinal tract. She was deep enough that it’d even begun to hurt the stretchy alicorn body, but she didn’t care.

As Shining’s corpse collapsed atop her from the head trauma, Twilight extracted her horn from his head casing and kicked him off of her to thump on the floor. After casting a resurrection spell on him, she grasped one of Bloom’s severed legs in her telekinesis, shoving it into her own ass with the rest. Before the torrent of fluid could leave Applebloom’s grotesquely bloated body, Twilight rammed the leg hoof-first into Applebloom’s over-stretched pussy, plugging the hole.

At the same time, Spike’s body twitched as he came into their victim’s asshole. While it wasn’t the flood that the stallion’s orgasm had been, it was many times hotter, like lava shooting up through her. Even Shining’s cum in her immature womb began to boil from the heat, the foal’s body bloating up further and giving Twilight even more of a stretch. Twilight creamed herself hard, a mist of her bliss and Applebloom’s blood spraying out behind her and filling the room.

Once again, Applebloom twitched to a stop as life left her. Spike kept pounding his orgasm into her corpse for several minutes before he began to slow as well, succumbing to suffocation within her as well. Twilight took time to enjoy their death throws before casting resurrection spells on them both. This was definitely her favorite spell.

“Wow, Twilly, that was intense,” Shining groaned as he picked himself back up, cracking his jaw back into place. “I can never tell when you’re gonna suddenly murder me. I love it! Are you really okay though?”

“I told you,” Twilight groaned, sliding her hooves over her bulging belly as the two forms inside began to writhe slowly once again. She teleported some air into her this time so that she could feel their agonized struggles a bit longer this time. “My body can take anything. I bet Spike could breathe fire inside me and I’d be fine.”

“Yeah, I doubt that,” chuckled Shining, idly picking up Applebloom’s first severed leg from the trash and pushing the hoof into his temporary pussy as he watched his incestuous lover squirming about in bliss. “I bet you five bits that you can’t survive that.”

Applebloom wanted to beg them not to do that, but knew it was pointless. She’d already died twice since getting shoved in her, and this time Twilight hadn’t bothered to completely heal her. Her legs were still cauterized stumps, one of them rammed as deep into her pussy as Shining’s dick had been, plugging up the intense pressure within her. She could feel her insides boil as Spike’s shaft felt like a hot fire poker, once again slowly thrusting into her agonized ass.

“You’re on… Spike?” Twilight patted her belly, teleporting more air into her in hopes that Applebloom would be able to get a good scream out.

“On it!” Spike called back out to her. Applebloom felt his claws extracted from her gut so he could give a ‘thumbs up’ against Twilight’s intestinal lining, and braced herself.

“You know, Applebloom,” Twilight added, wanting to add to the foal’s fear and anticipation. “Getting burned alive is the most painful way you can go, at least it was when Celestia burned me alive during our last Science™ session. I can’t wait to hear your screams.”

“Why’d she do that?” Shining tilted his head.

“Her and Luna had a bet over who could get me to scream the loudest,” Twilight advised.

“That makes sense,” Shining nodded, moving to slide a hoof over Twilight’s belly as he continued to fuck his sloppy pregnant pussy with Applebloom’s severed leg.

Applebloom was determined not to give them the pleasure of hearing her scream again, bracing herself and clamping her muzzle shut as she felt Spike draw in a breath behind her while still casually thrusting into her behind.

As soon as the flames washed over her, that went out the window though, and she wailed louder than she ever had. It was like every pain nerve inside and out went off at once, bathing her in an ocean of agony like she’d never felt. Twilight clamped her own rear shut, not allowing any of the heat to escape, and it only took moments for Applebloom’s blood to literally boil.

Wanting to make sure she got the most out of the experience, Twilight pumped energy into Applebloom’s body at the same time, keeping her alive for as long as possible. The foal’s skin blistered and swelled, superheated blood bursting out of the skin as she wailed delightfully. The wail began a gurgle as her tongue burst from the heat, eyes popping and oozing down her face like rotten pustules bursting.

Spike, unaffected by his own heat, took advantage of the undying cooking foal in the passage with him. Finally pulling himself free of her behind, writhing to turn himself around in the incredibly tight passage. He sank his teeth into her gut, which exploded in a burst of gore as the pressure was released. He began to slurp up her intestinal tract, flavored with his own hot cum, and feeling her squirm against him.

As she reached the point where she couldn’t even scream from the agony, Spike rammed his super-hot rod down her throat, not wanting to leave any hole unviolated in this experience. Bone weakened from the intense heat, her jaw cracked free as he rammed himself directly into her convulsing throat. He almost immediately came more hot fluid down into her esophagus as he continued to devour her.

Twilight squealed in delight at the squirming within her, horn glowing brightly and refusing to give the foal the peace of another death even temporarily as her gutted body was charred to a crisp within her. Seeing how hotly his sister squirmed, Shining eased up to her again, rolling her over onto her back and pressing his own shaft into her throbbing pussy, feeling the constant orgasm roll over his shaft.

“This is amazing!” moaned Twilight as she kissed her brother. “Such a pure little innocent burning alive inside me, feeling more torment than should even be possible, oh Shining this is the hottest thing I’ve ever felt!... like figuratively and literally.”

It was a small blessing that Twilight’s bliss made her lose control over her magic, but it wasn’t going fast enough for Applebloom. Even if her other senses had charred away, she could feel everything that was happening to her, even the clench of Spike’s teeth as he bit down on her cream-filled ovaries and began to gnaw them out of her body. She was beyond screaming, and could only float in the impossible pain for what seemed like forever.

Twilight managed to keep her alive for another half-hour in that state, getting pummeled by Shining the entire time. Shining didn’t even care when he felt his own shaft char from the heat as it made its way through the alicorn’s body, seeing his sister be this cruel was just too arousing to stop.

“That’s it, impregnate me too,” Twilight encouraged her brother. “Let’s give that bitch wife of yours two little ones to replace her own brat we’re going to murder in front of her.”

“I think she’ll be more angry that she missed this fun,” Shining rolled his eyes back until they were white, creaming one more time in Twilight’s snatch, insulated just enough that the sperm would survive jetting into her waiting womb.

Applebloom’s body was finally still, so Twilight pushed her free once again. As Shining backed away to give her room, Applebloom’s corpse flopped out onto the floor, blackened beyond recognition as a pile of her own charred guts flopped out wetly atop it. Twilight licked her lips as she pushed Spike out as well, smacking the floor next to the foal’s mangled corpse.

A wicked act like this didn’t feel complete if she didn’t defile her victim in one final way, so Twilight kicked Shining off of her once again. She relaxed her body and released a stream of urine out of her freshly impregnated hole, mixed with Shining’s seed that he’d just deposited there, licking her lips as she watched the urine puddle in Applebloom’s open chest cavity.

“Guess I owe you five bits,” Shining admitted, moving up to release a stream of his own urine from his shaft, splattering into the gutted rib cage with her own fluid. “And this little thing… her dreams are going to be so delightful from here on out; I envy Luna getting to see them.”

“That was fucked up,” Spike added, sitting up and stretching. He saw what was going on, padding up and letting his own stream of urine out onto Applebloom’s face, her throat and eyeless sockets filling with his filth. “But a good fucked up. I haven’t even seen Celestia on a cake binge make a pony suffer that much.”

“Thanks you Spike,” Twilight giggled and patted his head.

Applebloom woke again, screaming as soon as she was conscious. She’d died hoping that the damage would be too much to ever be brought back from, but there was no such luck. She was completely healed, but the pain was still intense, as if the intense death had locked the agony into every nerve.

She looked around to see what terrible fate awaited her now, only to be surprised that everyone was there. Not just Twilight, Shining, and Spike, but Starlight, Trixie, Mac, Braeburn, and even Applejack was there.

“A-applejack,” Applebloom knew she shouldn't trust anyone anymore, but couldn’t stop herself from reaching out to the one pony here that hadn’t tortured her.

“Oh don’t be like that,” Twilight giggled good-naturedly. There wasn’t a hint of malice in her voice, but somehow that made it more frightening. “Surprise! It was all a prank!”

“A-a prank…” Applebloom said, dumbfounded.

“Yeah, you weren’t legally dead,” Shining explained. “We were just torturing you for fun. You’re free to go now.”

“You are pregnant though, we checked,” Starlight added.

“Good luck raising it,” snorted Trixie. “Because we sure as Tartarus aren’t paying foal support to some muddy that couldn’t keep her legs closed.”

“W-what?” Applebloom stared at them, then looked at her family in desperation. “D-did ya really… tell em they could do this AJ?”

“Course I did!” Applejack glared at Applebloom like it was the most obvious thing ever. “Ya deserved it fer being a slut and havin’ pre-marital underage sex!”

“Oh, and don’t expect us to help with the brat either,” Braeburn said. “We decided to disown you… too bad too. Won’t be near as much fun to shove you into holes when yer not related to us.”

Trixie moaned. Being disowned was one of her fetishes.

“Eyup,” confirmed Big Mac.

“B-but what will ah do?” Applebloom stared at her ex-family with wide eyes.

“Probably die again, you little shit,” Twilight said.

Everypony laughed.