Spike is a Good Dog

by Lighttone GryphonStar

Rating: mature
Tags: Spike, Comedy, Rarity, Horror, Non-consensual, Violence, Death, Human, Thunderlane, Gore, Equestria Girls, Porn
Length: 2510

Rarity is walking home drunk off her ass, not knowing that she's being watched. Luckily, someone else is watching both of them, or should I say a certain dog. And he will do whatever it takes to protect his dear Rarity.

After a very fun party, Rarity is walking home drunk off her ass, not knowing that she's being watched. Thunderlane, her ex-boyfriend is watching her all alone. Dank and disgusting desires drive his actions, he leap forward to claim his prize. Luckily, a certain dog is also watching over Rarity. Spike's drive is very different as he will do whatever it takes to protect his Rarity.

Warning: Poor, poor Thunderlane. Dumbass never stood a chance., Gorefic... if it wasn't obvious., Torture fetish, Mortal Kombat level fatality

Published 2024-01-10 22:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-01-10 22:00:01 UTC

Poor, Poor, Thunderlane

Author's Note

Another warning for anyone who didn't read the entire description. This is a torture fic. The whole point is to be cruel and gruesome. Not your preference. Then leave. Don't leave a like or dislike, just walk away as this story is not for the faint of heart.

If something far worse like cupcakes can exist on this site, then so can this. Plus, if you are a mortal kombat fan, you'll love the references.

Poor, Poor, Thunderlane

It was a typical Friday night in the bustling city of Manehattan. The streets were filled with people, music was blaring from every corner, and the bars were overflowing with patrons. Among the crowd, one girl stood out – Rarity. She had just spent the night celebrating Pinkie Pie's engagement to Cheese and was now making her way back home, completely intoxicated. Her friends had all gone their separate ways, leaving her alone to make the journey. She didn't see a problem in it, her family owned most of the buildings here.

Little did she know that she was being followed. He was keeping his distance for now, moving with the grace of a stealthy soldier ready to strike. His name was Thunderlane, Rarity's ex. They had dated for a year and a half and had broken up a few weeks prior to Rarity's 21st birthday. The breakup seemed mutual to her as they had just grown apart. However, the same could not be said about Thunderlane. He felt betrayed and humiliated. The man's love for her was so insane that he couldn't contain it. All of it had come crashing down on him and now he was alone, forced to feed these urges with random whores and hookers.

But not tonight, this evening as he followed her around, he felt an incredible need to reclaim what he had lost. Rarity was drunk, and ever so vulnerable. He didn't want to consider such a disgusting action, but he was reaching his limit and she was ripe for the taking. If he could just get her alone and have his desires met, then he could finally move on with his life and forget her.

His eyes narrowed as she reached an alleyway where there was no one around. Stopping over by a trash can she puked her guts out and cursed herself for such undignified actions. She kicked and stomped at the puke, inadvertently shaking her tight ass at him. Oh, how he remembered pounding that every night. That memory alone was enough to make his cock spring to attention. The temptation was getting too great for him.

Without thinking, Thunderlane ran so fast that his feet could barely stay on the ground. Rarity didn't hear a single sound, shaking her body around as if she was lustfully demanding he take it. Drool quivered down his chin as he got closer and closer. He could already imagine himself ripping off her panties and plowing her like a wild animal. Just as his hand was about to touch her, his feet tripped and his body flew forward.

The speed he had, threw him clear of the alley she was in and into another alley. He crashed face-first into a dumpster. He had just barely missed Rarity. Shaking his head, he tried to figure out what tripped him over. The path looked so clear. Maybe in his sexual crazy, he missed something. Knocking off all the trash and rubbing his eyes until things came into full view, his sight stopped at the image of a tiny dog standing at the edge of the two alleys. His eyes narrowed and his lips curled, showing the small dog his teeth.

"What the hell are you looking at?" he broke down laughing. "You expect to stop me or something!!" The dog only stood there, unresponsive. "Why I oughta kick your ass for what you just did to me." He raised his foot, ready to strike the little guy. The dog was unfazed by his threat and didn't seem scared at all. It was the most adorable little thing. He was a small dog with a purple dog with green ears and scales. Wait, why would a dog have scales? Leaned over the tiny mutt and checked the collar. "Wait, you're Twilight's bitch, Spike."

"I'm a male you jackass!!" Spike spoke openly to him.

Thunderlane jumped back in confusion. "Did you just fucking speak?!"

"No shit." He rolled his eyes. "You must have hit your head harder than you then you thought."

"Yeah!" Thunderlane laughed it off. "I must have some sort of concussion. Because there is no way I'm hearing a bitch speak right now."

"Are you deaf?" Spike laughed back at him. "I just told you that I was a male. What? Can your perverted eyes only see pussy!!"

"Pervert!!" Thunderlane's eyes flared up at that insult. "Hallucination or not, don't you mock me!"

"You're the one who's stalking an innocent woman." He folded his arms. "Don't deny it, I saw everything." Spike leered at Thunderlane's pants. "And really, I've seen bigger ones on chihuahuas."

Thunderlane went into full blush at this tiny dog mocking the size of his erection. "Why you little piece of shit. I'm going to stomp you're fucking brains in and drop off the remains at Twilight's dorm."

"I'd like to see you try." Spike taunted.

The rage had been building up inside Thunderlane and he couldn't take anymore. "Oh, it is so on." Turning his attention away from Rarity, he charged at the dog head-on. Lust was gone from his mind and all that was pushing him was a brutal desire for cold-blooded murder. He wanted to see Spike's body squirm beneath his foot, his blood spilling across the ground, and his bones cracking in his mouth. He was going to do whatever it took to get rid of this hallucination, even if that meant killing.

Spike remained in place as the man charged at him, not once did he flinch or show any sign of fear. Even when he was only a few inches from being trampled, Spike showed no signs of moving. Taking a stance, he closed his eyes and channeled a strange power within his very soul. A purple aura surrounded him and his body glowed like a star. When Thunderlane was finally on top of him, he opened his eyes.

"Oh, so the nerd gave her bitch the ability to glow! How cute!! Are you going to shine on my parade of doggy blood!!" Thunderlane dropped his foot down.

"No, this!" Spike scrounged his head as a small bit of pain coursed through his body. The strange scales over his fur started to move around. A strange noise came from the dog as he started to grow larger and larger. The tiny dog stood up on his hind leg and outstretched his arms. The bones gave a loud popping sound before stretching beyond his normal. The muscles grew and tightened along his now stretched limbs as his body followed suit. He slouched over as his back bent into several crooked shapes, slinking into a new more deranged form. His teeth gave a loud crunch as his jawline elongated with his giant and powerful fangs.

The transformation took less than a second and when it was done, Spike was no longer the size of a small dog. His paws, no, hands were now the size of the man's head and were used as such, Spike reach over faster than the jackass could react and took his head. Lifting him into the air and bashing the skull against the wall with just enough force to hard him and cause plenty of pain, but not break or shatter the bone.

Thunderlane cried in pain and reached up to the large hand grasping his face, his own small hands unable to even wrap around the massive clawed digits. His fur was so rough now, like that of dragon scales. The tips of his fingers left massive gashes in the wall, showing just how much strength Spike was keeping contained.

"What the fuck are you, you stupid bitch!!" Thunderlane cried out in anger.

"You don't fucking listen, ever! No wonder Rarity dumped you."

"I said, stop mocking me!!" Thunderlane pulled out a knife and attempted to stab the hand, but the blade broke like glass against the flesh. "You bitch, that was my favorite knife."

"Bitch!! Bitch!!" Spike repeated over and over as he pulled Thunderlane off the wall and dropped him down. He smiled cruelly and lowered the pervert to his hips. "Does belong on a bitch!" Thunderlane's eyes widened at the massive dick three times the length of his whole body and the width of his waist. The musk radiating off the beastly member made his body shiver with horror uncontrollably.

"Don't be too sick!" Spike retracted him away from his hips. "I'm not going to rape you!!"

"You're not!?" Thunderlane's heart began to calm down. "Oh thank goodness." However, his blood went cold upon another question. "What are you going to do?"

"This!" Spike slammed his back against the hard bricks as his other fist smashed into Thunderlane's gut. Blood spilled from his mouth, drenching his entire shirt. The pervert looked up in pure fear, the pain and terror overcoming him.

"Let me go!" The young man shouted, trying to pry the hand off of him. His efforts were wasted and the massive arm didn't so much as budge. Spike's tail was wagging furiously, and his ears were back against his head. He licked his jaws and savored the smell of fear all over the man.

"No, I want to enjoy every ounce of your agony!" With that word, he took one of the man's feet between the fingers of his other massive claw and clicked them together. he snickered at the easy snapping sound of Thunderlane's foot bending in ways it shouldn't. The man's limps shook erratically, trying to pop back the bone of pure reflex.

Thunderlane screamed at his several failures as his foot and muscles twisted around in utter agony. He was unable to stop the reflex, suffering until the limb grew tired from the pain. This did little to hinder the end of it all as Spike did the same to the man's other foot. His screams echoed down the large alleyway, the bloodcurdling howls and pleas for help. "Help me! Someone, anyone!"

"You're the one who tried to steal her!" Spike kept one eye on Rarity the whole time as she walked away, seemingly too drunk to hear or care about any of it. Just the way he preferred it to be. He was her true and greatest protector. "I will kill any who dare take advantage of my sweet Rarity."

He slashed his claws into the man's kneecaps, shattering both of them instantly. Thunderlane's legs shook and spasmed wildly, making him look like some sort of marionette on strings. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please stop! I'm begging!!" This was all that Thunderlane could get out as his lower half convulsed from the torture.

"Oh, poor, poor Thunderlane." Spike released the head only to beat both his fists into the shoulders of Thunderlane. Flipping his fingers around before the man could even react, he cupped the hands and squeezed them into breaking. This was followed by a sharp twist to ensure they were shattered beyond repair.

The man's cries turned into a gurgling mess as his throat was shredded from all the screaming. Thunderlane couldn't message anymore of his shock and could only simply fall against the wall and take it. Spike took both his thumbs and broke the man's collar bones, digging the nails into his back, and pressing against the spine.

The monstrous dog leaned back and admired his work. Spike had let the full beast out and completely destroyed Thunderlane's body. His mind and soul were soon to follow as utter defeat caked his face and eyes. He looked like a broken doll a pair of twins got a hold of it. All the man could do was voicelessly word his final pleas.

"Oh, fine. I guess I've had enough fun with you." Spike's face twisted into a sadistic smile and lowered the man to the ground. However, this wasn't over yet. Holding the man in place, the dog opened his jaws to their widest point. He let the man view the teeth one final time before the epic moment.

Taking the twisted remains of the feet with his tail, Spike dropped his top and bottom jaws down together, crushing hard and slow upon the body. He listened clearly to each blood-soaked scream for as long as possible as his teeth pressed down tighter. His tongue rolled around the flesh and bones, licking and savoring every inch of the taste. When the screaming slowly stopped, with ease he yanked back. A quick snap, and the entirety of Thunderlane's head, torso, stomach, and spine went upward, gushing blood everywhere. The upper torso went into his jaws, leaving behind his abdomen, arms, and legs. Flipping them back and splashing more blood all over the scene as his teeth finished the job.

Spike kept his eyes on Rarity the whole time, chewing as slowly as possible to savor every ounce of taste. He even juggled the head around his teeth and tongue, making sure to feel the heart gushing out like the sweet taste of a gusher fruit snack. Feeling the prize blast over his gums, he smashed his teeth and closed his mouth, taking in the taste of the very small brain before munching up the rest of the torse and swallowing.

Picking up the leftovers, he opened the lid of the dumpster and threw them away. Taking a nearby newspaper, he cleaned the blood off of him and threw the paper in the dumpster. He walked over to the wall and checked his reflection, making sure no blood was in his mouth or on his fur before changing back to his normal small size. He didn't want Rarity seeing him like this.

Once done, he gave the scene one final look before walking over to Rarity. She had finally stopped puking and fell to one side. He was quick to catch her and prop her back up. She shivered and shook, but managed to adjust herself.

Rarity smiled upon seeing him. "Oh, Spikey Wikey. Did you come all this way just to walk me home? How sweet." She petted his head and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Anything for you, Rarity," Spike spoke to her like he usually would and walked her home.

"You're the best friend anyone could ever have, Spikey." Rarity kept him close, using him guide her back to her apartment. "It's so late, would you like to say the night?"

"Of course." Spike responded with the biggest smile, standing close to her leg. The two walked home, Rarity none the wiser to anything that just happened.

******

SPIKE WINS!!!!

Flawless Victory...

FATALITY