Author's Note

A speedy blue pegasus tries to take Our Hero down a peg, and winds up with a massive shaft inside her guts in more ways than one.

She also gets skullfucked.

Twilight Sparkle is there too.

Anon/pony rape, belly impalement, gutting, lobotomy, skullfuck.

Rainbow Dash's Hell Rape

“But why, Twilight? Why won’t they get off their butts and do something about this freak?!”

Twilight Sparkle sputtered something, unable to formulate a response in the face of Rainbow Dash’s angry indignation.

“Dash, we have to trust Princess Celestia,” she finally managed. “And Luna. We have to trust them.”

Rainbow Dash scoffed. “Trust them? They’re been lounging around in Canterlot watching on their stupid scrying crystals while we get slaughtered! It’s insane!”

Twilight pressed her lips together and sighed. “Look, Dash, it’s the law. He thinks he’s dreaming. He doesn’t know what he’s doing. We can’t do anything to punish him, we can just… try to convince him.”

She tried to put some optimism into the last statement, but Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.

“‘Convince him’ like Rarity convinced him? Convince him while he’s buttfucking you stupid and killing you? We oughta ‘convince him’ with a hoof to the brains!”

Twilight saw the decision click in Rainbow Dash’s head, and the rainbow-maned pegasus was off like a lightning bolt.

“Dash, wait!” she screamed after her friend. Her horn flared as she tossed her head in a circle and flung off a restraining spell. The twinkling magic flashed off after Rainbow Dash, but the pegasus was faster than the magic seeking her. Stamping her hoof and leaping into the air, Twilight Sparkle took off after her rebellious friend.

Back in the woods outside Ponyville, Anon walked through the trees, whistling to himself and crunching on an apple. He was thinking hard.

It seemed totally impossible that he had, in fact, been transported to Equestria. The idea that Equestria even existed was beyond the pale of rationality. And yet it had been days, to his subjective experience – the sun and moon rising and setting. He’d eaten, slept, crapped.

It all felt very real.

There was an itching sensation in the back of his head. This was impossible.

A rainbow-colored streak slashed across the sky high above him. He didn’t notice.

“If Celestia and Luna are watching me, and letting this happen, they must be crazy,” he said. “Or getting off on it.”

The idea bloomed in his mind, and he felt out the edges of it as the rainbow streak in the air zipped back and forth, searching.

Each pony he’d murdered had cum pretty hard. It was part of what made him still think it was a dream. Would Applejack really have been orgasming while her guts slopped out of her tummy in reality?

Maybe she would. It’s not like it had ever come up in the show.

And if Applejack was a slut for gutting, and Rarity had climaxed herself to death with a pair of scissors shredding her brains, and so on and so forth, why shouldn’t the princesses be just as big a pair of snuff sluts?

A tiny voice, very far away, called out “A-ha! Gotcha!”

Then the Doppler-shifting sound of a pegasus flying with a speed impossible to a non-magical creature impinged on his perverted musings. He had a fraction of a second to react, but his reflexes simply weren’t up to the task. One of Rainbow Dash’s legs crashed into the back of his knees, sending him toppling to the ground with a startled yelp.

“Alright, perv, now you’re gonna get it!” she snarled, bracing herself for another charge. “I may not be allowed to kill you, but I’m going to break every bone in your…”

With a tinkling sound, Twilight Sparkle’s restraining spell finally caught up with the speedy pegasus, wrapping her with shining cords of magic – binding her legs together, tying her wings, holding her muzzle shut.

Rainbow Dash’s eyes shot wide open. With a muffled cry of surprised rage, she fell to her side, struggling against the bonds, but even if the airspeed of Twilight’s spell was lacking, its efficiency at holding the pegasus tight was top notch.

Anon got to his feet with a wince of pain from his bruised knees. It took him a few seconds to take in what had happened, but as soon as it clicked he knew he had to act fast – whatever magic had trussed Rainbow Dash probably wasn’t going to last forever.

He didn’t know where it had come from, but he wasn’t one to look a gift pony in the mouth. Glancing around in haste, he saw an old line of wooden fencing.

Heaving one of the fence rails out, he swung it hard against a weatherbeaten fencepost. Two solid hits and the post split along the grain, carrying away the top half of the post and leaving a sharp, splintery wooden spike about two feet long.

Dash’s eyes bugged out, and she shook her head from side to side, but whatever she was screaming didn’t make it through her gag.

He wrapped his arms around her, cradling her like a wounded animal. Lifting her high over the post, he slammed her down hard, her belly right over the broken end of the wood.

The impromptu weapon punched right through her well-muscled abdomen and deep into her guts, ripping and tearing until it almost broke completely through her – he could see the impression of the wood tenting up the smooth blue of her back.

Rainbow Dash wailed in desperate agony. She was trembling all over, her body twitching and moving to try and get away from the pain in her belly, but that very pain held her still – impaled on the wooden stake. Thoughts flashed quickly through her head – He’s going to kill me, I’m dead, oh Celestia, Twilight you fucking bitch, you killed me!

He clicked his pocket knife open and drove it into her back, between her wings. It wasn’t a large knife, but it was enough to rip her flight muscles into uselessness – just in time, as with a pulse of magic the temporary restraints Twilight had put on Dash to try and stop her from executing the human vanished.

Freed, Rainbow Dash’s wings fluttered as she tried to escape, but the damage from the knife stole her strength and suddenly the terror of losing her ability to fly eclipsed even her fear of death or rape.

I can recover, I can still recover, I just have to…

She tried to push off the wooden post with her legs, but screamed hopelessly as the pain of the moving stake exploded inside her. Her knees buckled, and she sobbed again as she sank back onto the intruding object.

It was buried deep in her guts, and every little motion sent it moving, sent sickening pulses of torment through her body.

He watched her struggle, watched her tail lash back and forth, seeing the pink of her pussy peeking out between blue buttcheeks, and he tapped his lips.

That spell had come from somewhere, and he was pretty sure it had confirmed his suspicions about the princesses’ involvement. There was no reason anypony would be trying to restrain Rainbow Dash unless the princesses had commanded it.

His dick was painfully erect in his pants. Rainbow Dash gave an agonized moan that hit his ears as almost sensual.

“Fuck it,” he growled, and unbuttoned his pants, tossing them aside and looming over the squirming mare.

Rainbow Dash was still thinking about escape, part of her wondering if the human was just going to leave, he’d already… oh, fuck, he’d already killed her, hadn’t he? She whimpered at the thought, an incongruous sound from the tough athlete.

She didn’t hear him unzipping, but she felt his hands grip her ass, and she screamed again as he pulled her backwards, making the stake she was impaled on move in her belly. Blood spurted from the wound as he pressed his cockhead against her pussy.

This can’t be happening, he’s not going to do this, this is a nightmare.

Dash’s eyes spun crazily as she reeled from the waves of torture emanating from her savaged guts. Anon took a second to appreciate her athletic tightness, then shoved himself inside her with all the gentleness of a rutting bull.

The overpowering sensations crashed into her with the power of a runaway locomotive. Unbelievable pain from her tormented belly as he rocked her back and forth on the broken wood of the fence post, shame and hatred from the humiliation of being raped, fury that he’d beaten her, helpless anger at Twilight Sparkle for being the unwitting cause of her destruction, and an impossible feeling of fullness from the sheer size of his human cock stretching her open.

She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t even scream, the feelings burning in her were too potent. All she could do was hang there on the post, rigid, trying to find some center in the hurricane.

Meanwhile, her pussy was clamping down on his intruding dick. Anon grunted as he raped her, the incredible tightness of her wet, slick cunt sending a kind of pleasure not quite like anything he’d ever felt surging up in him.

He grabbed her rainbow mane, bent in closer, and plowed her against the broken post to the sound of her gurgling, strangled moans.

A few minutes ago, purple streak was speeding through the air from Canterlot.

“Please, please, please,” Twilight Sparkle repeated as she beat her wings as fast as she could. She was an accomplished flier now, but she desperately wished she knew exactly where Dash was so she could just teleport to her. As it was, she was following the trail of magic her restraint spell had left.

With a shock, she jerked to a halt mid-air, thinking of Rainbow Dash bound and helpless at the human’s mercy, and with a brief effort ended her previous spell. “Just in case,” she said, and charged off again.

Now nearing a wooded area after some hard flying, a rhythmic sobbing hit her keen ears, and the bottom fell out of her heart. She dropped to the ground and galloped into the trees.

Breaking out into a clearing, Twilight Sparkle stopped short, her hooves digging into the earth, and gasped.

On the ground on all fours was a bedraggled, bloody, whining mess of a pony. She looked like Rainbow Dash, but…

Broken.

Her wings hung limp, fluttering from time to time. Her legs didn’t seem to even be holding her up. On her face was a look of total despair, tears and agony distorting her features. And behind her, with one hand in her mane and the other on her right asscheek, was that human, wearing an expression of concentration as he raped her.

Twilight Sparkle heard a ripping sound from beneath the pair and glanced down. Her mouth fell open as she saw the thick wooden fence post buried deep in Rainbow Dash’s tummy, gouging her wider open with every thrust.

Blood was dripping down the post as Anon stirred Rainbow Dash’s intestines up, the sharp wooden point grinding against her ribs, shoving her organs around, making her intestines slop out of the hole in her belly, and Twilight Sparkle’s knees gave out. She collapsed on her butt on the ground, one hoof covering her mouth, her eyes wide as she watched.

“Twi… light...” Rainbow Dash croaked, but she didn’t have the strength to speak any further.

“Like what you see, Twilight?” Anon asked, grinning at the lavender alicorn.

She couldn’t respond. She just sat there with her eyes stinging and watering, taking in the violation of her pegasus friend.

“You could blow me up in two seconds, so I assume the princesses have ordered you not to,” he continued. “Uhhn, Dashie’s got such a tight pussy, I wish you could feel this!”

Dash moaned, a high-pitched sound, as he sheathed himself inside her again.

“She twitches around me every time that post moves in her guts, it’s incredible.”

“Stop saying those things!” Twilight Sparkle said, getting to her feet. “Rainbow Dash is a pony, and she’s my friend! Stop r-raping her!”

“No. What are you going to do about it? You obviously can’t hurt me.”

Twilight Sparkle’s mind raced. She couldn’t hurt him, she probably couldn’t even tie him up, and Dash…

Dash was basically already dead.

“I’m sorry, Dash,” she said. “I think this is the best I can do for you.”

She lowered her head, right next to Rainbow Dash’s temple. A brilliant bead of light gathered at the tip of her horn. The human paused, curious.

It hurt, but it was the only way for Twilight to help her friend.

A needle-thin beam of pure magical force lanced straight through Rainbow Dash’s skull, guided by Twilight’s anatomical knowledge. The pegasus mare’s eyes shot wide open as important parts of her brain were fried into oblivion.

Her face relaxed into a foolish, lopsided grin, and a mindless giggle came out of her mouth. Her hips swished left, then right, and she dug into the ground with her hind hooves, pushing her ass up towards the human.

Twilight Sparkle sighed, and shuddered as he continued raping her lobotomized friend.

She’d thought about doing that to Queen Chrysalis, and in moments of weakness pondered whether Trixie might be improved by a quick brain-coring. Now, seeing the results on Rainbow Dash, she almost wanted to try it.

Dash was gurgling with happiness as Anon raped her, pushing back against his thrusts even as it speeded her inevitable gutting. Loops of her intestines were draped over the post and she didn’t care, her ability to feel pain or horror or fear totally burned away.

Her face tightened, eyes squeezing shut as she unmistakably started to cum.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Anon said, laughing as he felt her spasming around him. “That’s a neat trick. Turned her into a real cocksleeve. Thank you.”

Twilight Sparkle felt light-headed. She bent forward, unable to look away from what was happening. Without realizing it, she lifted her hindquarters. Tingling sensations were spreading through her body, centered on her wet pony pussy.

Holding herself up by her left elbow, she thrust her right forehoof between her legs and began to rub, grinding her insistent cunt against her smooth hoof.

Sparks flew inside her, terribly conflicting feelings setting her ablaze, making her sweat, as the human rammed himself into Rainbow Dash again and again, his hips smacking her butt, until he forced himself as far inside as he could and grunted with release.

He’s filling her up, oh fuck! Twilight Sparkle thought. She could imagine the force of that jetting white human cum squirting into Rainbow Dash’s abused pussy, stuffing her womb with alien semen. She thought about the delirious pleasure on the faces of Fluttershy, and Rarity, and the others as they’d experienced… what whatever was left of Rainbow Dash was experiencing.

Then he pulled out of her with a slick sound culminating in a wet pop, and as his dripping cock came into her field of view, Twilight Sparkle orgasmed on her hoof.

Through a pink haze, she watched him step around to Rainbow Dash’s front. He had a knife in his hand, and Twilight whined with a weird, lustful terror as he drove it into the pegasus’s eye, breaking through and opening an entrance into her head.

He set the tip of his cock to the bloody hole he’d made, and Twilight Sparkle’s jaw dropped open as he grabbed Rainbow Dash’s head in both hands and pulled it hard against him.

Inches of hard human dick disappeared into Dash’s wrecked eye, thrusting deep into her brain, and her body jerked and twitched wildly as he mashed her grey matter into a useless mess. He sawed his cock back and forth, gouging out a bloody furrow inside Dash’s skull.

She squirmed and wriggled, moronic sounds from her mouth joining the squishy mashing noises from inside her head as he skull-raped her.

And Twilight kept grinding against her hoof, and kept crying, and kept cumming.

She couldn’t stop. Her whole self was oriented towards this horrible act of depravity. She could see Rainbow Dash’s body writhe as her brain was scraped out of her skull, as her insides slid out of her ruined tummy to splat on the ground.

Twilight thought of her other friends dying on this human’s dick, and she couldn’t help but imagine what he might do to her. Would he rape her first?

Almost certainly. Maybe after, too.

Would he be evilly creative, tear her mind apart with his cruelty, or would he simply make her cum her brains out and then break her neck?

Oh fuck that’s hot.

Would she resist him?

Would Celestia and Luna?

Twilight Sparkle realized that her tongue was lolling out of her mouth as she orgasmed again.

With one last thrust, Dash’s entire frame stiffened, her wounded wings thrashing, and then with a wet squelch he was fully seated inside her head, his balls tightening against her cheek as he poured his sperm into the ruins of her brains.

With a deep sigh of contentment, Anon pulled his dick out of Rainbow Dash’s eye socket, leaving a trail of jizz along her slack blue face as he walked towards Twilight Sparkle.

He gestured to his half-erect cock, wet with blood and semen.

Feeling like a marionette, pulled by strings beyond her comprehension, Twilight Sparkle opened her mouth and began to lick him clean.