Author's Note

Finally done. I hope you all enjoy this. Longest thing I've written in a while.

Five of the Mane Six have all cum their brains out while Anon fucks and slaughters them. Now, it's royalty's turn.

M/FFF, human-on-pony con and dubcon sex/snuff, dismemberment, beheading, impalement, sister incest, gutting, all kinds of fucking.

Triple Princess Buttslut Slaughter

With a metallic shimmering sound, Twilight Sparkle appeared inside a beautiful Canterlot receiving room, cradled in Anon’s arms. His left arm was hooked around her body under her forelegs, his right hand busy between her thighs. Slick, squishy sounds rose in the still evening air as he forced another orgasm onto her already overloaded body.

Twilight’s mouth hung slack, her eyes twitching as she came on his fingers. She was drooling slightly, her clever brain slow and unresponsive after hours of being simmered in her own hormones – hours of being made to cum, and cum, and cum while he whispered filthy things into her ears until she was willing to zap them both back to Canterlot just to get some rest.

The princesses will help, she thought vaguely. It’s fine.

Smiling smugly, he dropped the alicorn to the floor. Grabbing her by the horn, he dragged her behind him as he turned around, getting a feel for where he was.

A bolt of panic shot through him as he saw Princess Celestia and Princess Luna right behind him, watching him with hooded eyes. He jerked with alarm, dropping the sack he’d held in his left hand containing two items taken from the Apple family farm on the way to Canterlot – a wooden stake about a yard long, which he’d sharpened on both ends, and a hacksaw.

He was confident, extremely confident, in the conclusions he’d made about why they were letting him continue his rape and murder spree, but the godlike power radiating from the two lovely mares made him feel like his bones had been turned to jelly.

“Hello, human,” Celestia said, smiling softly. “That’s my student you have there.”

Luna gave a small laugh. “She seems the worse for the wear, does she not, sister?”

“I’m… fine!” Twilight said, trying to get to her feet. Anon reached down, gripped her left asscheek in his hand, and thrust his thumb up her tight butthole. Twilight whimpered and slumped forward, giving up her attempts to rise.

“You’re a bold creature,” Luna said, shaking her head in amusement.

“He certainly is,” Celestia said. The two sisters walked closer, leaning in to smell their visitor. “Bold and imaginative.”

“I wonder what he’s thinking of doing to Twilight Sparkle?”

Anon swallowed.

He picked up the saw. “I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about you all,” he said slowly. “And, you know. Jerking off about you.”

From the floor, Twilight let out a low moan. He dug his thumb deeper into her asshole, and she squirmed.

He turned the saw left and right to catch the light. The princesses watched with rapt attention.

“I’m going to saw this slut’s wings and horn off,” he said. “I’m going to take her identity away. I’m going to turn her into a fucking mud pony and I’m going to take her fucking head off while I rape her.”

Twilight Sparkle’s wings shot up and she let out a weak “No-o-o-o-o!”

Anon pulled his thumb out of her butt with a pop. “Clean this,” he said.

Twilight’s horn lit up, and with a flash of light it was sparkly clean. Celestia let out a dignified giggle at the look of disappointment on his face.

“Here, let me,” she said magnanimously. Leaning in, she took his thumb into her mouth, looking up at him through her lashes while she bathed his digit with her tongue. Pulling away, a tiny string of saliva hung for a moment between her lips and the tip of his thumb.

“There we go. Continue,” she said, slightly more breathlessly than before.

Anon unzipped his pants and tossed them aside. The princesses eyebrows rose in unison at the sight of his enormous erection in person.

He bent in over Twilight Sparkle, tapping her horn with the saw.

“You ready, slut?”

“No, please!” she said, but she wriggled against the floor, her ass in the air. “I don’t want...”

He slapped her butt. “Don’t want what, huh? Why aren’t you defending yourself?”

“I… the princesses...”

He drew the saw gently across her horn, sparks raising even at that slight touch, and Twilight groaned as weird, erotic feelings sizzled through her.

“Another fucking excuse.”

With his left hand, he aimed his cock at her well-prepared asshole, pushing inside until his cockhead was enveloped in her pulsing heat. Twilight’s wavering eyes locked on the princesses – her goddesses! Her teacher! Watching her get fucked in the ass by some monkey freak murderer!

He rammed his dick into her intestines like a murder weapon, and her eyes rolled back as she came, her back legs straightening to push her butt back up at him as he rampaged into her tight hole.

“Just like your whore friends,” he panted as he forced himself deeper, feeling her pulsating around him as he violated her tail hole. “I always knew you were a bunch of fucking sluts, prancing around naked all the time, just begging for a human to rape you stupid.”

Twilight’s eye twitched as images of her friends cumming themselves catatonic on his dick filled her mind. She’d watched them all succumb to the wicked pleasure of that strange, alien cock with its bulbous tip – Rainbow Dash with a little help from Twilight herself. And now, as it stretched her asshole to the absolute limit, she was experiencing exactly what they’d experienced.

Luna licked her lips and hunkered down, watching as Twilight bit her foreleg to keep from screaming as she came.

“I think watching her friends excited my student,” Celestia said, stepping closer. “Tell me, Twilight, how did it make you feel? Seeing Fluttershy getting raped and slaughtered?”

How had it made her feel? Twilight tried to gather her thoughts, to answer Celestia’s question, but it was hard with a human cock plowing in and out of her twitching pony butthole, sending electric thrills through her nervous system with every thrust.

“I… I…”

Feverish heat filled her brain as she remembered masturbating herself to sleep, over and over again, watching Fluttershy’s savage violation in the scrying crystals. When had she started imagining that it was her there, that it was her being buttfucked and impaled?

Almost immediately, really.

And then Pinkie Pie throwing her life away as casually as she did anything else…

And the rest following, one after the other, as if it was fate. Pounded full of hot human meat, forced to cum again and again on his dick, and then fucking slaughtered.

“I wanted it!” Twilight wailed. “I don’t care! I loved watching it and I wanted it so bad I could die!”

Celestia’s mouth curved in a lascivious smile. “You’re so precious,” she purred. “My star student. What a slutty little pony you turned out to be.”

Anon felt Twilight’s guts fluttering around his cock. He’d fucked enough ponies by now to know she was about to cum again. Sensing the moment, he bore down on her, forcing her flat on her belly on the ground. Holding her horn tight in his left hand, his cock buried balls deep up her butt, he set the sawblade against the base of her horn.

Twilight Sparkle was gasping, eyes wide and staring, mind racing with fear and pleasure.

Then he began to saw, and as the saw’s metal teeth bit into her horn, she toppled into an orgasm so intense that her vision whited out completely.

It was like falling off a cliff into brilliant clouds shot through with lightning. The saw cut, and sweet pain shot down into her body. He pulled his cock out slightly, then thrust back in, his hips smacking her ass, and she drooled on the floor, her face slackened into an idiotic melting expression.

Twilight Sparkle’s reservoirs of arcane energy were enormous, and the damage to her horn – the seat of her ability – was sending those energies wild. He cut again, and again, each stroke of the saw forcing accumulated magic into her overworked brain. Sparks flew from her horn, stinging his hand, but he kept slicing away, and he kept fucking her asshole, and Twilight Sparkle just lay there beneath him cumming, and cumming, and cumming.

The two princesses stood stock still, watching the show as their fellow alicorn was ravaged and ruined. Twilight made a wordless keening sound, joining the rasp of the saw and the wet noises from her hard buttfucking, her body shaking at the total sensory overload.

Then he blew out a satisfied breath, paused in his strokes, and dropped the saw. It clanged against the floor next to Twilight’s head.

He gripped her horn in his left hand, pushed her head hard against the ground with his right, and with a sharp crack! he snapped her horn completely off.

Twilight’s body stiffened completely, every muscle in her body tightening as he ripped away the core of her self-image. Her magic was what made her her. She didn’t think of herself as a princess, really, or even an alicorn – she thought of herself as Twilight Sparkle the unicorn, the magic-user, then expert in wizardry.

He dropped her horn and it clattered against the tiles as he picked the saw back up.

She stared at the severed spike, seeing the unique whorls and spiral pattern that marked it out as hers. It seemed to Twilight that she’d never really looked at it with the detail that it deserved. It was a beautiful horn.

Then he slammed his cock back into her asshole, grabbed her left wing and jerked it out straight from her body, and began to saw.

As her skin and flesh parted under the sawblade, Twilight Sparkle screamed. The feeling of her horn being sawed was mediated by the magic pouring into her body from the abuse, made distant by her own orgasmic horror at being defiled in that way. The raw, red torment of her meat being lacerated, of the blade cutting through the light, hollow bone of her wing, was a much more insistent agony, a searing, hellish shock that echoed through her and demanded a response.

She thrashed beneath him as he continued to fuck her, wailing in pain, but it was no good. He was too much stronger than her, she was too shattered by exertion and sensation, and in mere seconds he was through.

He flung her left wing away, blood pumping from the stump, and switched to the right.

“You uppity bitch, I bet you felt so damn special, didn’t you?” he growled. “I never liked you being an alicorn, so now you’re going to be nothing, how do you like that?”

“I don’t want to be a mud pony!” Twilight sobbed, then groaned as he started assfucking her faster, pounding her against the tile as he cut and hacked and ripped her right wing away. There was blood everywhere, blood and pain, and as she felt his cum shooting up her despoiled asshole she looked through watering eyes up at her princesses.

They were leaning against each other, moaning as they masturbated together.

Just like she’d gotten off to her friends dying.

She felt the sawblade at her throat.

“Any last words, Twilight?”

She sighed in resignation.

“I deserv-”

Mid-word, he started to cut.

The saw sliced into her neck just as easily as it had her wings, blood gushing down her chest. Her tears splashed into the crimson stream as he pulled her head up by her hair, cutting ever deeper, through her windpipe, into the muscle.

In moments he was at her spinal cord and she felt the horrid vibrations of the saw on her vertebrae. Then he was through, and she couldn’t feel anything below her neck. And he was through her flesh completely, her skin parting as her body fell away, and he was lifting her up and laughing in her face.

Twilight Sparkle’s eyes wandered vaguely as her decapitated body jerked on the floor. The last thing she saw before everything vanished in darkness was her princesses with undignified looks on their faces, cumming on their own hooves at the sight of her death.

A few minutes later, Celestia and Luna had gotten to their feet, slightly shakily, as Anon turned Twilight’s severed head left and right, looking at her beautiful, conflicted expression. The two princesses walked over to him, one nestling up to each side, rubbing their bodies against his.

Celestia telekinetically picked up the yard-long stake he’d brought.

“What was this for?” she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice more confident than he felt.

“It’s for you two.”

Luna shivered and gave a throaty laugh. “Presumptuous mortal,” she said, but her voice was rough with lust.

“What were you going to do with it?” Celestia said, her hooded eyes intent with curiosity.

He took hold of the stake and ran his fingers along the two sharply-pointed ends. Celestia ceded control immediately.

“I’m going to stick it up both of your asses,” he said matter-of-factly. “Then I’m going to push you together until your butts are touching. Whichever one of you is the tightest is going to drive this stake right into her sister’s guts.”

The room was quiet for a moment, only broken by heavy breathing from the two horny mares. He put the stake carefully on the ground.

“What makes you think we’d let you do something so… profane?” Celestia asked.

He put an arm around each princess, sliding his hands down their backs and over their butts, and the two sisters squealed as he began to feel their wet pussies.

“I knew there was a reason you were letting me snuff those ponies,” he said. “I think the two of you are the biggest snuff sluts of all, aren’t you?”

Celestia bit her lip, and Luna shut her eyes and moaned, her hips jerking as he circled her clit with his fingers.

“You can’t tell me you don’t want it,” he said, pulling his fingers out of the mares and picking the stake up again, rubbing their juices over the points.

“Maybe we’ll just try the first part,” Celestia said, turning slightly to present her butt to him.

“Just the tip,” Luna said, following suit.

Presented with two royal asses and two glistening princess pussies, Anon swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. He was rock hard. He looked back and forth between the two.

Celestia squealed as she felt the slippery tip of the stake at her sensitive asshole. She took a deep breath and steadied herself, then pushed back at the intruding presence. Slowly, she felt herself stretching open, felt the smooth, hard rod widening her tight tail hole.

“Oh, mercy!” she said, feeling trembly tingles shooting through her body. “That feels… so full!”

“It’s barely a few inches in,” he said, giving the stake a slight twist that made Celestia squirm.

He reached over and took hold of Luna’s tail at the base, taking note of how she whimpered as he moved her towards her sister. Placing the other point of the stake at her dark blue butthole, he pulled her backwards.

Unlike Celestia, Luna’s hole gave in to the stake easily. Looking back over her shoulder at her sister’s anal penetration, Celestia giggled.

“She’s always putting things up her butt while she watches dreams,” she said. “I hope you haven’t loosened yourself up too much, sister!”

“Sh-shut up!” Luna said, blushing furiously. “You just wait, I’ll...”

She broke off and moaned as the stake sank deeper. He took both sisters by the tail and just drank in the sight for a few moments. Two gorgeous royal mares, at his command, their princess posteriors thoroughly stuffed with hard, sharp wood. They were trembling, their assholes twitching around the intruding stake, and their pussies were dripping down their thighs.

He reached down and slowly rubbed his thumbs in circles around their clits, drawing sexy, helpless little sounds from the princesses.

“Is just the tip really enough?” he mused aloud. Not getting a response, he took them by the base of their tails again. “Let’s go a little deeper. Clamp down, now.”

The sisters gasped, but they were far too turned on to protest as he pulled their asses closer together. Celestia gave a determined grunt, her tight butt holding the post with a vice grip.

Luna squeezed her eyes shut, clenching her jaw as she tried to hold, but inch by inch the stake slid deeper up her slutty tail hole.

Celestia could hear the slippery sound of the wood pole intruding further into Luna’s rectum, and the sound, combined with her sister’s whimpering and the vibrations she could feel coming across the stake, supercharged her lust. She tossed her mane, giddy with the thrill of their game.

“Sister! I can’t hold… Ghaaa!” Luna’s eyes shot open as the pointed rod bottomed out in her insides. “It can’t… there’s no more room!”

“You’ve always been a sore loser, Luna!” Celestia said, her eyes flashing with triumph. Luna’s forelegs gave out and she slumped forward, Celestia coming right along with her.

Anon raised his hand and gave Celestia’s rump a healthy swat, and Celestia lifted her butt and slowly shoved downwards.

Luna writhed and squeaked, her hooves pawing the floor as she struggled with all her might to slow down the stake impaling her asshole. She thought back to all the nights she’d spent riding a huge dildo as she watched the sexy dreams of Equestria.

Now she was paying for her fun, in the form of a three-foot-long wooden spike that was going straight into her guts.

She felt it pushing insistently against her intestines despite all her efforts to stop its progress.

My sister! My sister is killing me! She’s fucking my asshole and she’s going to kill me!

Her belly tingled and throbbed with anal pleasure, and with a helpless moan, Luna started to cum. Her body pulsed, her butthole squeezed against the wood, and then with a breathless cry Celestia broke through into Luna’s tummy.

The wooden stake pierced Luna’s guts and ruthlessly shoved her organs aside to make room for itself, and Celestia’s voice cracked, her eyes wide as she felt through the stake how she was ruining her sister, how she was savaging her internal organs, buttfucking her to death on the floor of the castle. The anal stimulation, the feverish excitement, the blood and gore and sense of danger all mixed up together in the princess’s head as she shook with her climax.

“Take it, you whore!” she gloated, pushing deeper, making Luna squeal. “You’re such a little buttslut! I know you love this rod up your ass. In your guts!”

Blood pumped out around the stake as it rearranged Luna’s innards, the tip moving inside her as Celestia’s hips swayed, carving out room for itself. Luna couldn’t speak, she could only gabble wordlessly as the overpowering pain and deep, sick, horrible pleasure of being anally impaled gripped her.

Blowing out a breath, Celestia pushed one last time, her white butt cheeks smacking loudly against Luna’s blue ones as she sheathed the stake as far inside her sister’s asshole as she could. It had slipped a little deeper into her, perhaps six inches, which left two and a half feet of wooden spike pushed up into Luna’s belly.

With a determined sound, she pulled off, and turned to admire the view – her sister’s lovely ass in the air, red running down her swaying flanks, the unspeakable sounds the impaled mare was making.

With a tinkling sound, Celestia gripped the stake with her telekinesis and forced it all the way inside Luna’s straining body, the point tearing through her flesh.

Luna’s eyes wavered, her struggles stopping for a moment as she felt the yard-long stake ripping into her, ending so close to her heart that she thought she could feel it there. Then Anon put his foot to her flank, right on her cutie mark, and pushed her over.

She fell to her side and rolled onto her back. Her legs fell apart, displaying the lewd wetness of her royal pussy. She lay there, splayed out, wide-eyed and gasping and running her forehooves up and down her belly as if tracing the spike in her guts. Ignoring her whimpers of pain, he pushed between her thighs, and Celestia exclaimed with lustful joy as he began to rape her dying sister.

He rammed his dick into her soaking wet pussy, feeling the thickness of the wooden stake up her asshole as he fucked her. His cockhead stretched her open, her twitching insides sending him into a frenzied rut.

Celestia couldn’t control her arousal. She walked to her sister’s head, looked down at Luna’s face, seeing the expression torn between tremendous pleasure and unbearable pain as the stake moved inside her torn-up innards.

“I’m sorry about this, sister,” she said, stepping forward. “But here’s your last meal.”

She lowered her hindquarters and gave a high-pitched sound of lust as she started to grind her pussy against Luna’s face.

Luna was well beyond being able to really participate, but she opened her mouth, tasting Celestia’s arousal as she twisted beneath her sister, barely able to breathe. The asphyxiation clouded her mind, made the torture somehow distant, cloudy, unreal.

“Just like that! Yes!” Celestia cried, her hips working faster and faster as she used her sister’s face like a sex toy. “Rape that slut!”

In the grip of her maelstrom of sensory inputs, Luna’s conscious mind blanked out. She lay on the floor engulfed in pure sensation. The pleasure of getting fucked, the cock sawing in and out of her cunt, the delicious fullness from the stake in her ass, all whirled together with insane torment as that same stake was jostled back and forth inside her, tearing her apart.

Alicorns were practically immortal, and certainly hard to kill, but she knew somewhere deep within that she was fucking dead, and the thought lent a paradoxical urgency to her carnal need.

She had to cum, she had to feel more, she had to try and lick her sister’s pussy, she…

“Get me that sword,” Anon grunted, pointing at a blade hanging on the wall as he felt Luna’s dying twitches around him. Celestia obeyed, yanking the weapon away with her magic, sending it skittering across the floor to him as she hunched over and came on her sister’s face again.

It was a long, straight sword, keen-edged, and the hilt felt strange in his hands – which made sense; the thing wasn’t made for humans. He lifted it, pulled mostly out of Luna to make sure he didn’t accidentally cut anything important on his own anatomy, and drove the weapon down though her belly until the tip clicked against the floor.

The fresh pain sparked a new bout of thrashing, Luna wailing into Celestia’s nethers as Celestia screamed with pleasure. He yanked the blade back and forth, opening Luna’s belly to the air, reaching in to scoop her bloody guts out as he jammed his cock back into her tightly-squeezing pussy.

Celestia’s eyes were fixed on the red horror of Luna’s tummy, the blood gushing from the wound, the savaged internal organs Anon was ripping out of her. She saw the wooden stake inside her sister’s body, and as she thought I did that, I fucked that into her, I beat her, she realized that Luna was dead and her face contorted as she stiffened in orgasm again.

While she sat there, riding her dead sister’s face, lost in her own pleasure, Anon groaned as he dumped a fresh load of hot monkey sperm into Luna’s dead womb. Not giving himself or Celestia time to recover, he pulled the sword free, drew it back in both hands, and slashed it hard across Celestia’s belly.

The blade opened her white flesh easily, cutting a long opening across her tummy, and the pain spiked up into her heart and her head, wrapping around her orgasm and joining it to send Celestia’s mind reeling. She threw her head back, unable to process the mingled agony and sexual thrills, and Anon reached past her forelegs, shoved his hands into her abdomen, and pulled.

The feeling of her guts slopping out of the great wound in her belly was almost orgasmic. Her horn sparked and sizzled, and Anon picked the sword up in bloody hands and swung it with all his strength. It hit at the base of her horn, and a brilliant burst of light filled the room as the blade chopped halfway through.

Celestia screamed, loud and long, sitting stock still, staring at nothing as he gave her horn another sharp blow, and then another.

The fourth hit sent her horn spinning through the air across the room. Celestia collapsed forward, her face landing on Luna’s freshly-fucked pussy, smearing Anon’s cum on her own muzzle. She was trying to understand what had happened. He had gutted her, and… her horn?

He took my horn.

As that thought settled into her splintered mind, Anon pulled her buttcheeks apart and stuck his still-erect dick straight up her asshole. Celestia gasped at the intrusion. She was scrabbling with her hooves, trying to get some purchase, to move, or to scoop her spilling intestines back into her belly. Her horn stump sparked a few times, but it was no good. Anon’s huge cock was pounding into her butthole, his hands were in her hair, shoving her forward…

Faint burbles and a few bubbles of cum rose from Celestia’s face as Anon ground it into her sister’s dead cunt. Celestia’s eyes rolled back as she tasted his semen and Luna’s juices, as she felt the piercing, humiliating pleasure of being assraped, the searing agony of her sliced-open tummy. She struggled for air, for anything, but she couldn’t lift her head away. She had a plan set in motion for certain contingencies, she knew, but it still felt so… final.

Hornless, raped, and gutted, mindbroken by her own orgasms, Celestia gurgled out her death rattle into Luna’s pussy as Anon filled her asshole with his cum.

He leaned back as Celestia’s movements stilled. Suddenly he was overtaken by amazement at what he’d done, at his own temerity in raping and slaughtering these royal equine goddesses.

“If you can call it rape,” he said aloud, smacking Celestia’s ass. “Fucking maresluts.”

There was a creak, and a door opened. Stumbling slightly, starry-eyed and dripping wet from mane to tail, Princess Celestia stepped out into the reception room, followed by a slightly bashful Luna, in the same damp condition.

Anon’s jaw dropped, and Celestia laughed.

“That was quite an experience, human,” she said, in a tone of slutty reverence. “I think I might be permanently addicted.”

“How...” he stammered.

“It’s something like the Mirror Pool,” Celestia said. “I prepared it centuries ago, while Luna was serving her sentence. Just in case. You’d be amazed how difficult it was to get the magic right. The mares I tested it on originally kept coming back with different cutie marks.”

“You could have told me, sister,” Luna said reproachfully.

Celestia shrugged elegantly. “Don’t you like surprises?”

Anon tapped his finger to his lips. “Can you bring back the others?”

“I suppose so. I never thought about bringing back other ponies, aside from my test subjects. There are an awful lot of mares, but I do feel a particular affection for Twilight Sparkle. She’s such a good student.”

She looked up at him through her lashes. “You could do anything you wanted to them. To us. Over and over again.”

His mind raced as he thought of the possibilities. He stood up, his half-erect cock sliding out of the old Celestia’s dead asshole with a slurping noise. He wiped it off on the corpse’s tail.

“You were watching all those times I snuffed them, right? So you have some kind of recordings?”

Celestia nodded, her eyes following his dick. She licked her lips.

“The first thing we’re going to do,” he said, “Is get those sluts back, and we’re going to have a movie night. Just the nine of us.”

Luna bit her lower lip. “Perhaps… first I might...”

She pawed the ground nervously. “Suck your cock?” she finally squeaked out.

Anon felt giddy.

It wasn’t a dream, this couldn’t possibly be.

He was the king of Equestria, and he was going to fuck and slaughter as many ponies as he wanted, over and over again, forever.