A Gala to Die For

Cadance’s murder spree was over, for now at least, but the fun definitely wasn’t. Near the end of the Gala, all the corpses had been dragged to the main dance floor and most hadn’t gone more than a few minutes the whole night without getting defiled a bit more. Virtually everyone at the Gala had at least one go, many of them several.

Though they’d let many others have a turn, the Wonderbolts had ganged up regularly on Rainbow’s drowned cadaver. Currently she was sprawled on her back atop a table, her bottom at one edge as Soarin drove his erection into her cum-drooling corpse cunt so hard that the table shook under the impacts.

The only reason the table didn’t tip over was the weight of Thunderlane and Spitfire atop it. Thunderlane straddled Rainbow’s gut, holding her stiffened breasts together to thrust his shaft between them for a nice cold titfuck. Meanwhile Spitfire was riding her face again, hot pussy stretched over the cool muzzle as she moved her hips up and down, pussy juice drooling down to puddle in Rainbow’s muzzle and wide-open eyes.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this,” Soarin groaned as he felt himself nearing another explosion into Rainbow’s womb, shivering at how her sticky dead flesh clung to his cock with each passing thrust.

“Better not,” Spitfire groaned as she leaned forward to lick Thunderlane’s moaning face. “I’ll pay whatever rent the murder princess wants to keep this corpse in our locker room for use before and after shows. Can probably make the money back by offering fans a go at her for a price.”

Meanwhile Applejack’s crushed corpse was on stage, her brother having barely left her alone since she died. Currently he was groaning as he pumped yet another load into her asshole, pussy beneath drooling his last blast of sperm, though with a sickening amount of other loads in her as well.

Her cousin Braeburn was there making double use of her as well. He had twisted her upper body to face upwards, and was pushing his shaft into her muzzle, gripping her to hold her face together as he pounded it. At the same time he was pushing down on one of the exposed ribs from her chest, fucking himself up the ass with the bone at the same time.

“I can’t wait until we get her to the family reunion in a few weeks,” Braeburn groaned as he shoved his hips back and forth. “I bet this fuck meat won’t go more than an hour the entire weekend without getting used. Lucky you will get her all the time, you’ll probably never go a day without boning this cadaver huh Mac.”

“Eyup…” Mac gasped out as he finished his load and groaned, pulling his wet dick from her corpse, immediately ramming it back into her pussy.

Rarity’s rich corpse was finding plenty of use as well. Her torso was currently being ganged up on by Blueblood and Hoity Toity. Hoity was pounding her pussy on one side as Blueblood was ramming her ass on the other, her headless, limbless torso bouncing back and forth between them in a game of pelvis ping pong.

“Finally this slut got what she deserved for teasing us,” Blueblood groaned.

“I know I’ll be using her enough to make up for it,” Hoity agreed.

Her head was nearby, with Fleur de Lis rubbing her pussy against her muzzle. Her husband Fancy Pants was on the other side, thrusting his long cock into Rarity’s neck and out through her mouth to fuck his wife through the severed head while they kissed passionately over her. Rarity’s head still had the last expression of bliss even as it dripped with the fuck juice of countless stallions and mares.

The gory mess that was Pinkie’s corpse got no less attention. Currently a band member Beauty Brass had her bottom half in his lap, pushing his cock into her guts from the opposite side as normal, exiting through her pussy in the wrong direction. As he did so, Octavia sat on his dick, letting him fuck her warm pussy through Pinkie’s body. She had stands of Pinkie’s intestines wrapped around her, rubbing the gore into her fur even if they were mostly dried out.

Her upper body was in equal amounts of use as Vinyl Scratch pushed the end of her upper spine into her pussy to use the bone like a dildo. Another stallion from Octavia’s band was helping push the spine into Vinyl’s snatch as he fucked Pinkie’s neck hole where her head had been wrenched off her body.

Her head was finding use as well as two more stallions fucked it from opposite directions, one into her mouth and the other into her neck so their cocks rubbed together on the inside and exited on opposite directions. They were just blowing their loads all over each other with her blissful head in between them.

Fluttershy had gotten her share of use from ponies, but most of it had been from her animal friends, who were currently ganging up on her now. A buck deer was laying on his back, clinging to her body with all four hooves as he used her to ride him, slamming his cock up into her pussy to bounce her frigid corpse freely atop him. Her skinless breasts were bouncing freely from the movement as her body swayed back and forth.

She was held steady by the bear behind her ramming his own erection into her asshole, the familiar hole now delightfully cool around his shaft while he blasted a load into her. He dragged his claws up her body as he did so, tearing free more of the loose skin, though very little of it was left on her skinned body at this point.

The smaller animals were getting their turns as well. A rabbit and squirrel were clinging to her head, having gouged out both her eyes so they hung freely from the nerve. Each one was ramming their cock into one of the sockets, squeaking adorably as they made use of her corpse in every way that they couldn’t have before she died.

The princesses of course had kept a large crowd, since everyone wanted a turn at the royal holes. Having been in use since before the others, their bodies were coated with sperm and pussy juice, layers ranging from dry to fresh all over their matted fur as they continued to find use.

Twilight got the privilege of being among them now, and had received almost as much attention since she arrived. Currently she was being used by two very close to her however.

Shining Armor was plunging her throat, massaging over her bouncing tits as he did so. He was lost in the bliss, rolling his eyes back as he savored his sister’s body yet again even though he’d been on her the most throughout the night.

The other was her maybe-friend Moondancer, who was riding Twilight’s cock of all things. Apparently Moondancer had managed to use magic to cast a spell to give the corpse a cock, inflate it to full hardness, and was riding it reverse-cowgirl style as she held one of Twilight’s legs and licked passionately at her bare foot.

This was how Cadance found the main hall. She’d spent some of the night greeting dignitaries as she was supposed to, though insisted on doing so without clothing or cleaning herself beforehand. Now she was back to see how the Gala was wrapping up, with many making sure they got one final go at the guests of honor before the end.

When she saw Moondancer riding Twilight, she arched one eyebrow and strutted over in her direction. Without a word initially, she moved to straddle Twilight’s body, sliding her arms around Moondancer’s midsection. Without even looking to see who was behind her, Moondancer hiked her tail up to give access to her tailhole.

When Cadance slid into her ass, it was already glazed inside with what seemed to be Twilight’s cum, which meant Moondancer had also managed to get her to go off using magic as well. Cadance grinned as she slid her hands down to Moondancer’s rotating hips, gripping her as she leaned forward and put her head on Moondancer’s shoulder.

“Did you do all this magic yourself?” Cadance asked, her curiosity getting the better of her. “To give her a dick, make it hard, and even make it cum?”

“Oh, Princess!” Moondancer’s mind shot back to reality as she realized who had joined in the fray. “Um… yes, I did. I guess I’ve… had a thing for Twilight for a while and always wanted to do this, and didn’t want her being… well dead to stop me, so I experimented a bit to try to make it possible in spite of everything.”

“So not only did you know how to do it,” purred Cadance. “But you figured it out on the fly? Now see that’s very impressive. I don’t know if even I could do that. Biological magic doesn’t work very well on dead flesh usually, and often the effort isn’t worth the results, but you barely look winded.”

Cadance took a relaxing pose and moved her hips slowly, matching the speed of Moondancer’s hips as they moved together atop Twilight’s body.

“Oh is it?” Moondancer panted. “I guess… yeah it is. I didn’t really think about that, I was just really horny and didn’t want to give up what might be my last chance to do something like this. I didn’t exactly come to the Gala expected a corpse orgy, not that I’m complaining either.”

“Well to be fair, I didn’t expect this either until a few hours before,” Cadance said. “And even then murdering the elemental six was sort of an on the fly decision based on how horny I was tonight, still am really.” She licked the side of Moondancer’s face slowly.

“So uh, I impressed you?” Moondancer asked again, curious if there would be any reward for it that wasn’t joining the victims. She wasn’t quite ready for that though probably would be one day.

“Indeed,” Cadance replied. “And it just so happens that I was looking for a replacement for Twilight. We’ll need one after all, we have villains on a pretty regular schedule around here. I wonder if you would be up for the job?”

“Me?” Moondancer blinked a few times, her hips sticking a bit before continuing their rotation. “What would I have to do?”

“Well for one, make five friends,” Cadance said. “I don’t think it even matters who they are as long as they are in fact friends. There wasn’t anything particularly special about Twilight’s friends after all, so I really don’t think there is as much in the way of qualifications for that.”

“Friends,” Moondancer wrinkled her nose a bit. “Well I guess I could. I have chatted with a few over corpse fun tonight, and I have some ponies that tried very hard to be my friend in the past that I could probably contact. So um… are you going to kill us too?”

“Not immediately,” Cadance didn’t hide her plans but was in no hurry. “I mean you have a year at least, probably several before I feel like it’s worth having to find another six to replace you.”

“Well, I suppose in that case, I’ll take the job,” Moondancer accepted. “Just… let’s finish with this fuck meat before we talk anymore about it… I wouldn’t mind having a go with each of her friends too.”

“Maybe you could show off some more magic for me,” Cadance suggested. “Some of the corpses are in rather bad shape and could use a bit more than an anti-rotting spell to be honest. I may have gotten messy at times.”

“Well sure, I don’t mind a test, so long as it’s fun at the same time.” Moondancer grinned.

The Gala festivities continued on into the night, but it looked like Cadance had found the replacement she needed to keep the realm safe from evil-doers. Evil-doers beside herself at least.