Corruptionemby 1337PonyChaptersThe BeginningAnnoying BunniesAn Epic JourneyPleasant SupriseA Wonderful PerformanceThe BeginningCorruptionem Chapter 1 The Beginning The pain. I slowly sat up from my bed as I opened my groggy eyes. My mind-splitting headache pounded through my body, causing me to rub my temples. I sluggishly tossed my sheets on the floor and slid my feet from the bed. I pushed back on the bed and with a little jump I stood up. Big mistake. A wave of nausea rushed over me, feeling like someone had put my intestines in a blender. I started towards my door, trying to reach the bathroom. I took a few steps, trying to keep myself focused away from the pain. I fell over, the sudden movement causing a stir in my stomach. I tried to control the feeling rising in my chest, but it was too late. I threw up a brownish liquid over my carpet, various pills floating in the substance. My mind blanked out as I slipped into unconsciousness. *** Without opening my eyes I already knew I wasn’t in my home. I felt the cool sensation of grass beneath my body. What happened? I don’t know. Why was I outside? It didn’t matter, nothing did. I felt at peace. The sun shined brightly, embracing me with its warmth. My silence was disturbed by the sound of nearby footsteps. I awoke from my bliss and sat up, looking towards where the noise came from. A strange pink horse stood in front of me with a look of confusion. A strange pink horse. A PINK HORSE. I pointed at it and tried to talk, but only inaudible gasps came out. “Wowie, I’ve never seen any animal like you before!,” the strange creature said. “I’m going fucking insane,” I replied. “What’s a fuck? Ooooo I know! Is it candy?! No, wait! I got it! It’s a game right?! And I’ve never seen an animal like you before! You look like a monkey!,” the horse said, jumping in the air with excitement. I look up and was surprised to see it had disappeared. “What the fu-” I was interrupted as a hoof touched me from behind. I nearly flew out of my socks as I stood up. I twirled around only to see the the same ‘thing’ from moments ago. “How did you get there?,” I said, completely confused. “Don’t worry about that silly,” the technicolor horsey thing said with a grin. “Since it’s your first time in Ponyville, I’m gonna throw you a BIG surprise party! Well it’s not so much of a surprise now,” she said with a sheepish smile. “My name’s Pinkie Pie! What’s yours?” “That’s not important.” “But OF COURSE it’s important! Every name is super duper special!” “Could you please just shut up!?,” I snapped at Pinkie. “But... I just wanna be friends,” Pinkie said, tears filling up the corners of her eyes. An idea crept into my head. “Pinkie I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. Could I give you a hug to make up for it?” “It’s okay silly!” Pinkie said, suddenly wrapping me in a hug, her warm face pressing against my chest. I returned the hug and let me arms go across Pinkie’s back. This was kinda nice. Pinkie was warm and seemed kinda friendly and..... No. I grabbed the sides of Pinkie’s head and sharply twisted. I heard a light crack as her head twisted almost completely around. I let go of Pinkie, her now dead body limping to the floor. Memories flooded my head. I was in Equestria, more specifically, Ponyville. It seemed killing a pony somehow gave you the power of their cutie mark. I knew everypony, Rainbow Dash, AppleJack, Fluttershy and the lot. I knew what they loved and what made them tick. How... interesting. I looked carefully around to see if anypony had seen what I had committed. When the coast was clear I grabbed Pinkie’s body and started dragging her to the nearby river. No body, no evidence. “Goodbye Pinkie Pie,” I said as I tossed her into the river. I watched her until she was swept away by the current, leaving only the faint smell of cotton candy still on me. I was near the edge of town, so the closest building was the cottage of Fluttershy. Although she seemed shy, she possessed a certain amount of strength of which I had no idea the limit of. There was also the stare, that could stop me dead in my tracks if I wasn’t careful. Oh, this is gonna be very fun. *** Author's Note This is my very first story ever, so it may not be up to super-awesome-cheese-covered-mega standards, but I think it came out pretty good. Special thanks to P3RROHAMBRE and Nexuskld for being awesome and helping me A LOT with the story. HOORAY FOR FRIENDCHIPS! Annoying BunniesCorruptionem Chapter 2 Annoying Bunnies “Fuck you” I continued walking forward. “Fucking looser” My feet went over a curved bridge, grass surrounding either sides of it. “Go to hell” A oddly-shaped grass cottage came into view. “I hope you die” Anger built up inside me. My steps turned into stomps. As I reached the door of the house I breathed slowly and calmed myself. Didn’t want to get caught because of a stupid mistake. Something lightly hit the back of my head. I slowly turned around to see a certain bunny thumping his foot with a carrot in his hand. “Hello Angel,” I said with a sweet smile. “Where’s Fluttershy?” He strongly shook his head and threw another carrot at me. I was expecting it this time and caught it midair. I let it fall to the floor and took a jump at Angel. He hopped out of the way just in time. “Come here you goddamn rabbit!” I chased Angel, falling several times from my failed attempts at catching him. “Gotcha now,” I said slowly, cornering Angel. A yellow figure went into view and my body went stiff. My entire vision tunneled into the big blue eyes in front of me. I felt completely vulnerable. “Now, I’m gonna let you go, and you are going to behave,” said the mysterious figure in a soft but firm voice. I felt the pressure release from my body and I fell on my knees. Energy returned to my limbs. I looked up to see the butter-yellow pegasus Fluttershy. She was going to pay for doing that. “Now, are you hurt?,” Fluttershy asked. I didn’t want to give away the fact that I was sentient. I back away from Fluttershy, pretending to look scared. “I’ve never seen any animal like you before. Can you talk?,” Fluttershy said, looking slightly guilty. I jumped up to my feet. “FAAAAALLLLLCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOONNN!” Fluttershy recoiled from the shock of my yelling. “PPPPPPUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNCCCCCCHHHHHHHH!,” I yelled, bring my fist up into Fluttershy’s face. There was a crunch and she fell backwards, knocked out cold. I walked up to her body and and looked at her face. It was actually quite beautiful. I brought up my foot and slammed it down on her head, her brains and blood splattering on the floor and and the front of my pants. Her face was no longer beautiful. I heard scuttering behind me. Angel. I turned around as he attempted to run away. My eyes locked with his and he stood still, paralyzed. I slowly walked towards Angel, a menacing grin on my face. I pondered different, elegant ways I could kill him. Nah. I grabbed him by the ears and lifted him into the air. A small squeal escaped his mouth. I lifted him higher and slammed him into the ground. I continued doing this until only a bloody pulp was left on the ground. About an hour later, the remains of Fluttershy and Angel were floating down the river, along with my blood-soaked pants. “Man, that was extremely terrible. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that.” I really liked those pants. *** An Epic JourneyCorruptionem Chapter 3 An Epic Journey “Dude, why are you leaving me like this?” “I’m sorry, it’s just the others... you know.” “So you’re leaving me for them!?” “I am really sorry. Goodbye.” “Fuck you.” My eyes stung as the small amount of light from the window invaded. What happened? Oh yeah, murdering ponies and stuff. Awesome. I had decided to spend the night at Fluttershy’s cottage. I was extremely tired after last night’s ‘activities’ so what better place to sleep at. Besides, I’m sure Fluttershy wouldn’t mind at all. Any minds she would have were stuck to the bottom of my boots. I am hilarious. I put my hands behind my head and thought and looked at the ceiling. I had to figure out what to do next. I didn’t want to kill too many ponies in Ponyville. No, murdering a couple of the most prominent ponies in Equestria was bad enough. Any more and the town would probably erupt in complete panic. Perhaps I could make my way to Canterlot. There were plenty of snobs there that deserved a good ole’ kick in the ass. Yeah, that was the way to go. I would try to find those with the most useful cutie marks and take care of them. Well, nothing’s gonna get done while I’m laying on my bum. I stood up from the bed and started scavenging through the house, looking for any supplies. I found a backpack that was slightly too small and some medicinal supplies. There were plenty of vegetables out in the garden that was in the backyard. Where in God’s name was all the meat!? Oh yeah, ponies. Stupid vegetarians. I picked out whatever looked the tastiest, which still wasn’t all that promising. I plopped everything in the bag and headed out. Onto Canterlot! I made my way through the house and reached the front door. Almost forgot! I ran back to the kitchen and pulled out a few knives from the drawers. Not butcher-sized, but better than nothing. Excitement ran through my body! I was about to embark on adventure unlike no other. I am going to kill ponies! Nothing could stop me now! I opened the door and was greeted by a cyan pony with a lyre on her flank. Fuck you karma. I hate you so much. Lyra’s eyes widened and her mouth went agape. Her hoof that she had in the air froze in place. I sighed as I reached into my bag, pulling out the sharpest knife I could find. I force suddenly pushed my on my shoulders, and Lyra was on top of me as I was pinned to the ground. “I just knew they existed I KNEW IT!,” Lyra exclaimed. She started repeatedly kissing my face. “Nobody will think I’m crazy anymore!” I slashed upward with my knife, cutting Lyra’s abdomen, while looking directly in her eyes with the stare. I didn’t want her to start screaming. Bits and pieces of Lyra’s intestines start falling on my shirt while she looked at my with pure fear. “Why...,” was all Lyra could manage to say before I stuffed the knife into her eye socket, popping hey eye, cutting open her brain, killing her instantly. God damn it, I thought. Now I was gonna have to take my shirt off too. Ponies can be SO inconsiderate. I swear I’m gonna be running around naked soon. Maybe I could a skin a pony into clothes... no, I wasn’t THAT desperate. Yet. A few minutes later I was watching yet another body flowing down the river. Time to leave before I cause Ponyville to implode. NOW I was on my path to Canterlot. Me, Nathan, the my little pwny. *** Author's Note Herpderp. Murdering off ponies is fun. Also, thanks P3RROHAMBRE and Biker_Dash for yet again being awesome sauce and helping me. Prepare to be molested by them. Pleasant SupriseCorruptionem Chapter 4 Pleasant Suprise “Dude, seriously, these guys are assholes!” “They’re my friends.” They’re complete jerks!” “You’re just a fucking looser.” I continued on the dirt road, keeping a close eye out for any pegasi. I had a close encounter with one earlier and I didn’t want to repeat that. A pegasus could easily get away from me. That is, until I could become more powerful. I heard the flopping of wings far behind me. With a moan, I started jogging off the side of the road. I continued on until the road was barely a speck behind me. I was a very careful man. I didn’t want this fun to EVER end. I lost my concentration when I see a blue triangular shape off to my right. Who would live in the middle of nowhere? It obviously wasn’t a permanent residence, and the only person that could be in someplace like that was... Trixie. I started walking towards the small campsite, hoping the blue unicorn wouldn’t come out. It would be a shame if Trixie were to run away before the ‘show’ began. She was going to deserve everything I gave to her and more. I crouched down as I reached the tent and put my ear near the entrance. “I cannot believe that Twilight dared to humiliate the great and powerful Trixie! She shall pay for her insolence!” Conceited bitch. I peeked through the flap of the tent. Trixie was sitting in a chair combing her hair, her back facing me. Perfect. I silently crept into the tent, a knife in either hand. “Now, who dares disturb the great the power Trixie!,” Trixxie announces as I feel my body enveloped in magic. Motherfucker I will beat the fucking shit out of you once I’m out. “And just what kind of ANIMAL are you?,” Trixxie announces, eyeing my face sharply. I looked into her eyes giving, giving her the stare. Trixie wasn’t phased and continued ranting. Why wasn’t the stare working? Did it not work on unicorns? No, it couldn’t be, it worked perfectly on Lyra. Maybe her magical abilities countered it... “And just what were you planning to do with those?” Trixie said while pointing her hoof towards the knives in my hands. “Did you really think you would ever be able to harm me, the great and powerful Trixie!” Death would be too kind of a wish for her. No, she was going to be tortured. I slowly moved my joints, the magic around me beginning to weaken. Trixie didn’t seem to notice, though, and just continued eyeing me. I already knew I was much stronger than any average pony and Trixie’s magic was mediocre at best. I continued slowly moving, being careful not to let Trixie know of my plan. When I felt the spell was as weak as it was going to get without magically dissolving, I pushed my arms and legs out as hard as I good. Trixie gave a short yelp and fell backwards. I began slowly walking towards her. “HOW DARE YOU LAY A HAND ON THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!” She stood up and began concentrating magic into her horn. Her face then had a quick conversation with my foot, in which my foot convinced her that being unconscious was a great idea. Now, what to do with Trixie. I couldn’t simply kill her while she was unconscious. I also didn’t want to get any blood on what was left of my clothes. I looked around the small tent, looking for anything that could remedy the situation. In the dark corner of the tent, something seemed to fit the requirements perfectly. I began laughing uncontrollably as I thought about how I should go about finishing her off. Trixie, you and me are gonna have some fun, quality time together. I guarantee it. *** Author's Note There is about a 69% chance that necrophilia shall be added to the next chapter. I am a very fucked up person. A Wonderful PerformanceCorruptionem Chapter 5 A Wonderful Performance “You’re one of ‘them’ now.” “And what’s that supposed to mean, huh? “Go to hell.” Trixie didn’t take long to wake up. Her eyes began fluttering and snapped open. She was trapped in a small blue box with stars etched on the sides. Her back hooves and head hung out of holes on either ends of the box. “Just what do you think you’re doing to the great and pow-” I put my hand over her mouth. “Now you listen very carefully. I’m going to kill you. How long I torture you will be based on your next words. You may yell, scream, and curse, but I swear to God that if you say ‘great and powerful’ one more time I’m going to make you wish I did kill you.” Trixie’s eyes went wide with fear. I removed my hand from her mouth. “Pl-please, Trixie is sorry for anything she did to offend you.” Trixie’s voice was starting to crack and tears were beginning to build up in her eyes. “No, I have nothing against you personally.” “B-but why are you doing this? Is it for bits? Trixie has plenty to spare. Or maybe some other... bodily services?,” Trixie stated with a small blush, hope seeming to return to her. “Nope, I’m just doing this for shits and giggles. Although it has been a long time... I know! I’ll kill you then have sex with you! I’m a genius.” Trixie started shaking with anger. “HOW DARE YOU TRY TO DEFILE THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!” “Now, don’t you ever listen to the rules?” I said with a smile rivaling that of Pinkie Pie. I reached into a nearby pile of tools and pulled out a very old saw. It was extremely dull, cutting anything with it would be extremely difficult and take a long time. Perfect. I placed the saw in top of the box and started cutting away. Sawdust flew everywhere, making my eyes sting. Trixie strained her head to get a better view of what I was doing. Her mouth hung open as she realized what I was going to do. “No....please no..... DON’T DO THIS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. I’M SO SORRY DO ANYTHING BUT THIS!” Tears were now flowing freely across Trixie’s face. “Please...” “Lolnope” The saw had completely cut through the wood. The edges of it were now resting on Trixie’s abdomen. Although this may seem weird, I had never cut a pony in half before. I had no idea how hard it was going to be, let alone how long Trixie was going to last. Well, the best way to solve a problem is by diving into it. Or in this case, cutting into it. That one was a kneeslapper. Oh shit, I forgot something. I reached back into the tool pile and pulled out a hammer. I began to walk towards Trixie and stood in front of her head. It would be VERY rude of Trixie to use magic while I was punishing her. I raised the hammer in the air and poised it to Trixie’s horn. “NO STOP!” “Hammer time,” I said, swinging the hammer downwards. The hammer hit its mark. Much of the skin on Trixie’s forehead was violently ripped off as her horn shattered in a blast of magic. The force of the mini explosion knocked me off my feet and I fell backwards on my bum. “OH MY CELESTIA THIS HURTS SO BUCKING MUCH!,” Trixie howled in a bloodcurdling scream. “Ow.” I replied. I promptly got up and walked up to Trixie again. “And for my next trick!,” I said, directing my hand towards an imaginary audience. “I shall saw my lovely assistant Trixie in half!” Trixie was now crying so much she threatened to cause a flood. Her blood, tears, and mucus flowed off her face and pooled together in a little puddle below her. “Now Trixie, will you please do me a favor and shut the fuck up?” She continued crying. With a sigh, l looked around in my backpack. I pulled out a knife, still covered in the blood and brain matter of Lyra. I forced open Trixie’s mouth and began cutting her tongue. She tried to bite down, but her jaw was no match to my strength. It felt as if I was cutting through a raw steak. When the deed was finished, I let go of her and backed up to admire my work. Trixie turned her head and began spitting out the rapidly forming blood in her mouth. “Umm..Trixie, if you try to scream again, you’ll probably drown in your own blood. Trust me, that’s not a good idea.” Trixie continued quietly sobbing as blood flowed from her mouth. She looked at me with pleading eyes that were not bloodshot from the crying. “Pwweeahhe..,” was all she could manage before she began coughing blood. *** I stood over the body of my ex-best friend. The knife held in my hand clattered to the ground. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His last few moments replaying over over in my head. We were at my house and just got into a small argument. We got angry. We began fighting. I pulled out a knife. I had pinned him down with the cold steel of the knife pressed against his throat. “Please...,” was all he said before I ran the knife across his throat. His hands shot up to his now open throat. He closed his hands over the cut, trying to stop the blood and return the ability to breath. It was too late, the deed had been done. “I hope you die.,” I said flatly. Oh God, I had just killed a man. I was a murderer. And it felt... somewhat satisfying. But of course, I was going to get caught. I ran out of the room and into my bathroom. I opened the mirror to reveal several miscellaneous bottles of medicine. I grabbed the closest one and began running the sink water. I took a sip of the water, downed some pills. Water. Pills. Water. Pills. I repeated this action with the medicine until the bottle was completely empty. Then I moved on to the next bottle. And the next. Soon the entire cabinet was empty. My stomach began to grumble as the effects of the various pills kicked in. I began to walk towards my room using the wall as a crutch. As I neared my bed, I flopped myself onto it. Within a few seconds I passed out. *** I snapped back to reality. Or at least what I liked to think was reality. How long did I doze off for? Probably only a few minutes. His last words pounded into my head like a hammer. “Please...” I decided to take my frustration out on the closest thing available, the blue unicorn laying next to me. Well, not so much a unicorn anymore, I thought with a small chuckle. If I worked as a comedian, I would be rich. I go to pick up the saw and return it to Trixie’s skin. Let the fun begin! I rapidly begin moving the saw back and forwards, breaking through the first layer of skin. As I continued cutting I saw from the corner of my eye Trixie’s difficulty with keeping quiet. I put more weight into the saw, ripping away muscles and tendons. Trixie’s body began shaking uncontrollably with pain. The movements made the saw shake, cutting even more flesh. I had now reached her ribs. I let the saw rest there and put my hands up. I slammed my hands on the saw, pushing it even further into Trixie. I could hear several loud cracking and crunching sounds. The shaking stopped, revealing that Trixie had passed out. Within a few minutes she would die from the blood loss. Well fuck that didn’t last long. I wanted to have more fun. Well, maybe I could, I thought, eyeing Trixie’s plot. Well she did offer her body and since she been so ill-mannered I believe I should help myself. I took off my only piece of clothing, my underwear, and approached her flank. I took a key out from my backpack and unlocked the padlock on the side of the blue box. The lock opened and the tossed off the top part of the box. Bloody nearly filled half of the box. Chunks of organs and intestines floated around in the red mixture. I attempted to pull Trixie out of the gooey mixture from one of her back hooves. The pressure tore her flesh at the cut and ripped her body in half. The only connected parts were the spine and some flesh, which I immediately cut off. I didn’t need the top half of her body anyway. I aimed the lower mutilated part of Trixie’s body above my fully-erect member, and began to pump it in and out of Trixie’s body. After about fifteen minutes of the monotonous thrusting, I climaxed inside of the bloody body. I had just lost my virginity to half of a badly cut bloody pony corpse. It is the safe bet to assume that I am the first person that this has ever happened to. I slowly walked over to a nearby bucket of water and began drinking from it. I had drained half the bucket before I remembered to breathe. I pulled my head up and coughed lightly a few times. I lifted the bucket above my head and dumped it on my naked body. I washed all the blood and other bodily fluids (giggity) from me. I went outside and sat in the sunlight. I was too far away from civilization to be spotted by any pegasi flying to or from Canterlot, and I doubt anyone cares enough for Trixie to go check up on her or even know where she is. After about an hour of sunbathing I went inside and picked up my underwear and supplies. Before leaving I spotted a roll of duct tape on a shelf. That would come in handy. I began reaching towards it but stopped myself. I had completely forgot about something. I focused on the tape and it floated to my hand. Fucking sweet. I wondered what else I could do. Although Trixie knew some general magic she was most powerful at illusions. I imagined myself as a brown mare and concentrated. I could feel the magic forming around me, but it just wasn’t strong enough. I couldn’t come close to completing the transformation. Trixie’s magic is fucking pathetic. Well, I’m bored now. Time to go back on the road to Canterlot. Hopefully I’ll be able to have another long session like that and and possibly another ‘happy ending’. Onward to Canterlot! Again! *** Author's Note Holy shit this chapter was long. My story now has like every single tag. Anyway, thanks to Biker_Dash, XxPon3xDashi3xX, and Nexuskld for helping me with the story and making me laugh my ass off. Also, I'm planning the make every fifth chapter slightly longer like this. Post any pony death suggestions you have in the comments. I need ideas. -_-
The BeginningCorruptionem Chapter 1 The Beginning The pain. I slowly sat up from my bed as I opened my groggy eyes. My mind-splitting headache pounded through my body, causing me to rub my temples. I sluggishly tossed my sheets on the floor and slid my feet from the bed. I pushed back on the bed and with a little jump I stood up. Big mistake. A wave of nausea rushed over me, feeling like someone had put my intestines in a blender. I started towards my door, trying to reach the bathroom. I took a few steps, trying to keep myself focused away from the pain. I fell over, the sudden movement causing a stir in my stomach. I tried to control the feeling rising in my chest, but it was too late. I threw up a brownish liquid over my carpet, various pills floating in the substance. My mind blanked out as I slipped into unconsciousness. *** Without opening my eyes I already knew I wasn’t in my home. I felt the cool sensation of grass beneath my body. What happened? I don’t know. Why was I outside? It didn’t matter, nothing did. I felt at peace. The sun shined brightly, embracing me with its warmth. My silence was disturbed by the sound of nearby footsteps. I awoke from my bliss and sat up, looking towards where the noise came from. A strange pink horse stood in front of me with a look of confusion. A strange pink horse. A PINK HORSE. I pointed at it and tried to talk, but only inaudible gasps came out. “Wowie, I’ve never seen any animal like you before!,” the strange creature said. “I’m going fucking insane,” I replied. “What’s a fuck? Ooooo I know! Is it candy?! No, wait! I got it! It’s a game right?! And I’ve never seen an animal like you before! You look like a monkey!,” the horse said, jumping in the air with excitement. I look up and was surprised to see it had disappeared. “What the fu-” I was interrupted as a hoof touched me from behind. I nearly flew out of my socks as I stood up. I twirled around only to see the the same ‘thing’ from moments ago. “How did you get there?,” I said, completely confused. “Don’t worry about that silly,” the technicolor horsey thing said with a grin. “Since it’s your first time in Ponyville, I’m gonna throw you a BIG surprise party! Well it’s not so much of a surprise now,” she said with a sheepish smile. “My name’s Pinkie Pie! What’s yours?” “That’s not important.” “But OF COURSE it’s important! Every name is super duper special!” “Could you please just shut up!?,” I snapped at Pinkie. “But... I just wanna be friends,” Pinkie said, tears filling up the corners of her eyes. An idea crept into my head. “Pinkie I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. Could I give you a hug to make up for it?” “It’s okay silly!” Pinkie said, suddenly wrapping me in a hug, her warm face pressing against my chest. I returned the hug and let me arms go across Pinkie’s back. This was kinda nice. Pinkie was warm and seemed kinda friendly and..... No. I grabbed the sides of Pinkie’s head and sharply twisted. I heard a light crack as her head twisted almost completely around. I let go of Pinkie, her now dead body limping to the floor. Memories flooded my head. I was in Equestria, more specifically, Ponyville. It seemed killing a pony somehow gave you the power of their cutie mark. I knew everypony, Rainbow Dash, AppleJack, Fluttershy and the lot. I knew what they loved and what made them tick. How... interesting. I looked carefully around to see if anypony had seen what I had committed. When the coast was clear I grabbed Pinkie’s body and started dragging her to the nearby river. No body, no evidence. “Goodbye Pinkie Pie,” I said as I tossed her into the river. I watched her until she was swept away by the current, leaving only the faint smell of cotton candy still on me. I was near the edge of town, so the closest building was the cottage of Fluttershy. Although she seemed shy, she possessed a certain amount of strength of which I had no idea the limit of. There was also the stare, that could stop me dead in my tracks if I wasn’t careful. Oh, this is gonna be very fun. *** Author's Note This is my very first story ever, so it may not be up to super-awesome-cheese-covered-mega standards, but I think it came out pretty good. Special thanks to P3RROHAMBRE and Nexuskld for being awesome and helping me A LOT with the story. HOORAY FOR FRIENDCHIPS!
Annoying BunniesCorruptionem Chapter 2 Annoying Bunnies “Fuck you” I continued walking forward. “Fucking looser” My feet went over a curved bridge, grass surrounding either sides of it. “Go to hell” A oddly-shaped grass cottage came into view. “I hope you die” Anger built up inside me. My steps turned into stomps. As I reached the door of the house I breathed slowly and calmed myself. Didn’t want to get caught because of a stupid mistake. Something lightly hit the back of my head. I slowly turned around to see a certain bunny thumping his foot with a carrot in his hand. “Hello Angel,” I said with a sweet smile. “Where’s Fluttershy?” He strongly shook his head and threw another carrot at me. I was expecting it this time and caught it midair. I let it fall to the floor and took a jump at Angel. He hopped out of the way just in time. “Come here you goddamn rabbit!” I chased Angel, falling several times from my failed attempts at catching him. “Gotcha now,” I said slowly, cornering Angel. A yellow figure went into view and my body went stiff. My entire vision tunneled into the big blue eyes in front of me. I felt completely vulnerable. “Now, I’m gonna let you go, and you are going to behave,” said the mysterious figure in a soft but firm voice. I felt the pressure release from my body and I fell on my knees. Energy returned to my limbs. I looked up to see the butter-yellow pegasus Fluttershy. She was going to pay for doing that. “Now, are you hurt?,” Fluttershy asked. I didn’t want to give away the fact that I was sentient. I back away from Fluttershy, pretending to look scared. “I’ve never seen any animal like you before. Can you talk?,” Fluttershy said, looking slightly guilty. I jumped up to my feet. “FAAAAALLLLLCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOONNN!” Fluttershy recoiled from the shock of my yelling. “PPPPPPUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNCCCCCCHHHHHHHH!,” I yelled, bring my fist up into Fluttershy’s face. There was a crunch and she fell backwards, knocked out cold. I walked up to her body and and looked at her face. It was actually quite beautiful. I brought up my foot and slammed it down on her head, her brains and blood splattering on the floor and and the front of my pants. Her face was no longer beautiful. I heard scuttering behind me. Angel. I turned around as he attempted to run away. My eyes locked with his and he stood still, paralyzed. I slowly walked towards Angel, a menacing grin on my face. I pondered different, elegant ways I could kill him. Nah. I grabbed him by the ears and lifted him into the air. A small squeal escaped his mouth. I lifted him higher and slammed him into the ground. I continued doing this until only a bloody pulp was left on the ground. About an hour later, the remains of Fluttershy and Angel were floating down the river, along with my blood-soaked pants. “Man, that was extremely terrible. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that.” I really liked those pants. ***
An Epic JourneyCorruptionem Chapter 3 An Epic Journey “Dude, why are you leaving me like this?” “I’m sorry, it’s just the others... you know.” “So you’re leaving me for them!?” “I am really sorry. Goodbye.” “Fuck you.” My eyes stung as the small amount of light from the window invaded. What happened? Oh yeah, murdering ponies and stuff. Awesome. I had decided to spend the night at Fluttershy’s cottage. I was extremely tired after last night’s ‘activities’ so what better place to sleep at. Besides, I’m sure Fluttershy wouldn’t mind at all. Any minds she would have were stuck to the bottom of my boots. I am hilarious. I put my hands behind my head and thought and looked at the ceiling. I had to figure out what to do next. I didn’t want to kill too many ponies in Ponyville. No, murdering a couple of the most prominent ponies in Equestria was bad enough. Any more and the town would probably erupt in complete panic. Perhaps I could make my way to Canterlot. There were plenty of snobs there that deserved a good ole’ kick in the ass. Yeah, that was the way to go. I would try to find those with the most useful cutie marks and take care of them. Well, nothing’s gonna get done while I’m laying on my bum. I stood up from the bed and started scavenging through the house, looking for any supplies. I found a backpack that was slightly too small and some medicinal supplies. There were plenty of vegetables out in the garden that was in the backyard. Where in God’s name was all the meat!? Oh yeah, ponies. Stupid vegetarians. I picked out whatever looked the tastiest, which still wasn’t all that promising. I plopped everything in the bag and headed out. Onto Canterlot! I made my way through the house and reached the front door. Almost forgot! I ran back to the kitchen and pulled out a few knives from the drawers. Not butcher-sized, but better than nothing. Excitement ran through my body! I was about to embark on adventure unlike no other. I am going to kill ponies! Nothing could stop me now! I opened the door and was greeted by a cyan pony with a lyre on her flank. Fuck you karma. I hate you so much. Lyra’s eyes widened and her mouth went agape. Her hoof that she had in the air froze in place. I sighed as I reached into my bag, pulling out the sharpest knife I could find. I force suddenly pushed my on my shoulders, and Lyra was on top of me as I was pinned to the ground. “I just knew they existed I KNEW IT!,” Lyra exclaimed. She started repeatedly kissing my face. “Nobody will think I’m crazy anymore!” I slashed upward with my knife, cutting Lyra’s abdomen, while looking directly in her eyes with the stare. I didn’t want her to start screaming. Bits and pieces of Lyra’s intestines start falling on my shirt while she looked at my with pure fear. “Why...,” was all Lyra could manage to say before I stuffed the knife into her eye socket, popping hey eye, cutting open her brain, killing her instantly. God damn it, I thought. Now I was gonna have to take my shirt off too. Ponies can be SO inconsiderate. I swear I’m gonna be running around naked soon. Maybe I could a skin a pony into clothes... no, I wasn’t THAT desperate. Yet. A few minutes later I was watching yet another body flowing down the river. Time to leave before I cause Ponyville to implode. NOW I was on my path to Canterlot. Me, Nathan, the my little pwny. *** Author's Note Herpderp. Murdering off ponies is fun. Also, thanks P3RROHAMBRE and Biker_Dash for yet again being awesome sauce and helping me. Prepare to be molested by them.
Pleasant SupriseCorruptionem Chapter 4 Pleasant Suprise “Dude, seriously, these guys are assholes!” “They’re my friends.” They’re complete jerks!” “You’re just a fucking looser.” I continued on the dirt road, keeping a close eye out for any pegasi. I had a close encounter with one earlier and I didn’t want to repeat that. A pegasus could easily get away from me. That is, until I could become more powerful. I heard the flopping of wings far behind me. With a moan, I started jogging off the side of the road. I continued on until the road was barely a speck behind me. I was a very careful man. I didn’t want this fun to EVER end. I lost my concentration when I see a blue triangular shape off to my right. Who would live in the middle of nowhere? It obviously wasn’t a permanent residence, and the only person that could be in someplace like that was... Trixie. I started walking towards the small campsite, hoping the blue unicorn wouldn’t come out. It would be a shame if Trixie were to run away before the ‘show’ began. She was going to deserve everything I gave to her and more. I crouched down as I reached the tent and put my ear near the entrance. “I cannot believe that Twilight dared to humiliate the great and powerful Trixie! She shall pay for her insolence!” Conceited bitch. I peeked through the flap of the tent. Trixie was sitting in a chair combing her hair, her back facing me. Perfect. I silently crept into the tent, a knife in either hand. “Now, who dares disturb the great the power Trixie!,” Trixxie announces as I feel my body enveloped in magic. Motherfucker I will beat the fucking shit out of you once I’m out. “And just what kind of ANIMAL are you?,” Trixxie announces, eyeing my face sharply. I looked into her eyes giving, giving her the stare. Trixie wasn’t phased and continued ranting. Why wasn’t the stare working? Did it not work on unicorns? No, it couldn’t be, it worked perfectly on Lyra. Maybe her magical abilities countered it... “And just what were you planning to do with those?” Trixie said while pointing her hoof towards the knives in my hands. “Did you really think you would ever be able to harm me, the great and powerful Trixie!” Death would be too kind of a wish for her. No, she was going to be tortured. I slowly moved my joints, the magic around me beginning to weaken. Trixie didn’t seem to notice, though, and just continued eyeing me. I already knew I was much stronger than any average pony and Trixie’s magic was mediocre at best. I continued slowly moving, being careful not to let Trixie know of my plan. When I felt the spell was as weak as it was going to get without magically dissolving, I pushed my arms and legs out as hard as I good. Trixie gave a short yelp and fell backwards. I began slowly walking towards her. “HOW DARE YOU LAY A HAND ON THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!” She stood up and began concentrating magic into her horn. Her face then had a quick conversation with my foot, in which my foot convinced her that being unconscious was a great idea. Now, what to do with Trixie. I couldn’t simply kill her while she was unconscious. I also didn’t want to get any blood on what was left of my clothes. I looked around the small tent, looking for anything that could remedy the situation. In the dark corner of the tent, something seemed to fit the requirements perfectly. I began laughing uncontrollably as I thought about how I should go about finishing her off. Trixie, you and me are gonna have some fun, quality time together. I guarantee it. *** Author's Note There is about a 69% chance that necrophilia shall be added to the next chapter. I am a very fucked up person.
A Wonderful PerformanceCorruptionem Chapter 5 A Wonderful Performance “You’re one of ‘them’ now.” “And what’s that supposed to mean, huh? “Go to hell.” Trixie didn’t take long to wake up. Her eyes began fluttering and snapped open. She was trapped in a small blue box with stars etched on the sides. Her back hooves and head hung out of holes on either ends of the box. “Just what do you think you’re doing to the great and pow-” I put my hand over her mouth. “Now you listen very carefully. I’m going to kill you. How long I torture you will be based on your next words. You may yell, scream, and curse, but I swear to God that if you say ‘great and powerful’ one more time I’m going to make you wish I did kill you.” Trixie’s eyes went wide with fear. I removed my hand from her mouth. “Pl-please, Trixie is sorry for anything she did to offend you.” Trixie’s voice was starting to crack and tears were beginning to build up in her eyes. “No, I have nothing against you personally.” “B-but why are you doing this? Is it for bits? Trixie has plenty to spare. Or maybe some other... bodily services?,” Trixie stated with a small blush, hope seeming to return to her. “Nope, I’m just doing this for shits and giggles. Although it has been a long time... I know! I’ll kill you then have sex with you! I’m a genius.” Trixie started shaking with anger. “HOW DARE YOU TRY TO DEFILE THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!” “Now, don’t you ever listen to the rules?” I said with a smile rivaling that of Pinkie Pie. I reached into a nearby pile of tools and pulled out a very old saw. It was extremely dull, cutting anything with it would be extremely difficult and take a long time. Perfect. I placed the saw in top of the box and started cutting away. Sawdust flew everywhere, making my eyes sting. Trixie strained her head to get a better view of what I was doing. Her mouth hung open as she realized what I was going to do. “No....please no..... DON’T DO THIS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. I’M SO SORRY DO ANYTHING BUT THIS!” Tears were now flowing freely across Trixie’s face. “Please...” “Lolnope” The saw had completely cut through the wood. The edges of it were now resting on Trixie’s abdomen. Although this may seem weird, I had never cut a pony in half before. I had no idea how hard it was going to be, let alone how long Trixie was going to last. Well, the best way to solve a problem is by diving into it. Or in this case, cutting into it. That one was a kneeslapper. Oh shit, I forgot something. I reached back into the tool pile and pulled out a hammer. I began to walk towards Trixie and stood in front of her head. It would be VERY rude of Trixie to use magic while I was punishing her. I raised the hammer in the air and poised it to Trixie’s horn. “NO STOP!” “Hammer time,” I said, swinging the hammer downwards. The hammer hit its mark. Much of the skin on Trixie’s forehead was violently ripped off as her horn shattered in a blast of magic. The force of the mini explosion knocked me off my feet and I fell backwards on my bum. “OH MY CELESTIA THIS HURTS SO BUCKING MUCH!,” Trixie howled in a bloodcurdling scream. “Ow.” I replied. I promptly got up and walked up to Trixie again. “And for my next trick!,” I said, directing my hand towards an imaginary audience. “I shall saw my lovely assistant Trixie in half!” Trixie was now crying so much she threatened to cause a flood. Her blood, tears, and mucus flowed off her face and pooled together in a little puddle below her. “Now Trixie, will you please do me a favor and shut the fuck up?” She continued crying. With a sigh, l looked around in my backpack. I pulled out a knife, still covered in the blood and brain matter of Lyra. I forced open Trixie’s mouth and began cutting her tongue. She tried to bite down, but her jaw was no match to my strength. It felt as if I was cutting through a raw steak. When the deed was finished, I let go of her and backed up to admire my work. Trixie turned her head and began spitting out the rapidly forming blood in her mouth. “Umm..Trixie, if you try to scream again, you’ll probably drown in your own blood. Trust me, that’s not a good idea.” Trixie continued quietly sobbing as blood flowed from her mouth. She looked at me with pleading eyes that were not bloodshot from the crying. “Pwweeahhe..,” was all she could manage before she began coughing blood. *** I stood over the body of my ex-best friend. The knife held in my hand clattered to the ground. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His last few moments replaying over over in my head. We were at my house and just got into a small argument. We got angry. We began fighting. I pulled out a knife. I had pinned him down with the cold steel of the knife pressed against his throat. “Please...,” was all he said before I ran the knife across his throat. His hands shot up to his now open throat. He closed his hands over the cut, trying to stop the blood and return the ability to breath. It was too late, the deed had been done. “I hope you die.,” I said flatly. Oh God, I had just killed a man. I was a murderer. And it felt... somewhat satisfying. But of course, I was going to get caught. I ran out of the room and into my bathroom. I opened the mirror to reveal several miscellaneous bottles of medicine. I grabbed the closest one and began running the sink water. I took a sip of the water, downed some pills. Water. Pills. Water. Pills. I repeated this action with the medicine until the bottle was completely empty. Then I moved on to the next bottle. And the next. Soon the entire cabinet was empty. My stomach began to grumble as the effects of the various pills kicked in. I began to walk towards my room using the wall as a crutch. As I neared my bed, I flopped myself onto it. Within a few seconds I passed out. *** I snapped back to reality. Or at least what I liked to think was reality. How long did I doze off for? Probably only a few minutes. His last words pounded into my head like a hammer. “Please...” I decided to take my frustration out on the closest thing available, the blue unicorn laying next to me. Well, not so much a unicorn anymore, I thought with a small chuckle. If I worked as a comedian, I would be rich. I go to pick up the saw and return it to Trixie’s skin. Let the fun begin! I rapidly begin moving the saw back and forwards, breaking through the first layer of skin. As I continued cutting I saw from the corner of my eye Trixie’s difficulty with keeping quiet. I put more weight into the saw, ripping away muscles and tendons. Trixie’s body began shaking uncontrollably with pain. The movements made the saw shake, cutting even more flesh. I had now reached her ribs. I let the saw rest there and put my hands up. I slammed my hands on the saw, pushing it even further into Trixie. I could hear several loud cracking and crunching sounds. The shaking stopped, revealing that Trixie had passed out. Within a few minutes she would die from the blood loss. Well fuck that didn’t last long. I wanted to have more fun. Well, maybe I could, I thought, eyeing Trixie’s plot. Well she did offer her body and since she been so ill-mannered I believe I should help myself. I took off my only piece of clothing, my underwear, and approached her flank. I took a key out from my backpack and unlocked the padlock on the side of the blue box. The lock opened and the tossed off the top part of the box. Bloody nearly filled half of the box. Chunks of organs and intestines floated around in the red mixture. I attempted to pull Trixie out of the gooey mixture from one of her back hooves. The pressure tore her flesh at the cut and ripped her body in half. The only connected parts were the spine and some flesh, which I immediately cut off. I didn’t need the top half of her body anyway. I aimed the lower mutilated part of Trixie’s body above my fully-erect member, and began to pump it in and out of Trixie’s body. After about fifteen minutes of the monotonous thrusting, I climaxed inside of the bloody body. I had just lost my virginity to half of a badly cut bloody pony corpse. It is the safe bet to assume that I am the first person that this has ever happened to. I slowly walked over to a nearby bucket of water and began drinking from it. I had drained half the bucket before I remembered to breathe. I pulled my head up and coughed lightly a few times. I lifted the bucket above my head and dumped it on my naked body. I washed all the blood and other bodily fluids (giggity) from me. I went outside and sat in the sunlight. I was too far away from civilization to be spotted by any pegasi flying to or from Canterlot, and I doubt anyone cares enough for Trixie to go check up on her or even know where she is. After about an hour of sunbathing I went inside and picked up my underwear and supplies. Before leaving I spotted a roll of duct tape on a shelf. That would come in handy. I began reaching towards it but stopped myself. I had completely forgot about something. I focused on the tape and it floated to my hand. Fucking sweet. I wondered what else I could do. Although Trixie knew some general magic she was most powerful at illusions. I imagined myself as a brown mare and concentrated. I could feel the magic forming around me, but it just wasn’t strong enough. I couldn’t come close to completing the transformation. Trixie’s magic is fucking pathetic. Well, I’m bored now. Time to go back on the road to Canterlot. Hopefully I’ll be able to have another long session like that and and possibly another ‘happy ending’. Onward to Canterlot! Again! *** Author's Note Holy shit this chapter was long. My story now has like every single tag. Anyway, thanks to Biker_Dash, XxPon3xDashi3xX, and Nexuskld for helping me with the story and making me laugh my ass off. Also, I'm planning the make every fifth chapter slightly longer like this. Post any pony death suggestions you have in the comments. I need ideas. -_-
