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In Equestria, the time was night. The gentle breeze didn't put up a fight.
Canterlot was peaceful and quiet. Almost no one made a sound, nobody would try it.
Soft was the bed, the two bodies in it almost seemed dead.
They were of the same bloodline, but they didn't care. They wanted fun time, and Twi was the perfect mare.
The mare's name was Twilight, the stallion's name was Shining. Endlessly, their bond was binding.
Twi said, "Pick my lock." Then she felt her brother's cock.
Soft were her moans, like a silent whore. Her brother's key never let her bore.
Slow and steady, her brother moved. His thrusting was almost rhythmic, like a groove.
Then after a while, Shining backed off. The fucking was tiring, it made him let out a cough.
Shining left, for he needed some pills. Twilight laid there, with no fun and no frills.
Bleeding was Twilight, so little yet so thick. So many different locks, they weren't hard to pick.
Twi rolled onto her back. When her brother returned, he was holding a pack.
Shining opened the pack, and grabbed a weird toy. It was colored black, even darker than the sauce of soy. (Saltier, too.)
Twi asked herself, "What could that be?" It was a different kind of toy, she was happy to see.
In front of Twi, Shining stood. Whatever he was holding, it would probably feel good.
In her cunt, Shining put the toy. Twi cringed a bit, but still trusted her boy.
Shining pressed the toy down more. This wasn't arousing anymore, but rather it became a chore.
Her brother twisted the toy, like a twirling screw. The amount of females who knew this sort of joy were few.
After a while, Twi began to cry, for she was feeling pain. The blood was now flowing, like a river in the rain.
Shining saw this, and removed the toy. Twi continued crying, and she began to annoy.
Shining stared at the toy, then put it away. For now it was time for Twi to pay.
Cool as ice, Shining made his way over to Twi, who was like hair with lice. The price she would pay would not be so nice.
Shuddering was Twi, so soft and fragile. Compared to her brother, she wasn't so agile.
Blood soaked the bed, so wet and moist. If the bed were alive, it would drink without choice.
The aroma of the blood aroused Shining. Twi began to wonder what secrets he was hiding.
Shining glanced to his right, for he saw a shiny tool. The item was a knife, and he knew her sister was a fool.
"Twi, baby, I've got a treat for you. It's shiny, hard, and sharp too."
Twi looked her brother straight in the eye. She caught onto the fact that this was no lie.
She tried to get up, but she couldn't. Would Shining help her? Of course he wouldn't.
Shining was no longer a brother to Twi. He was a monster, and one who would not abide.
Shining pinned down Twi, with the strength of his hoof. He raised the knife, and Twi would die so slickly with the speed of a "poof".
Just before he could strike, there was a knock on the door. His cock still erect, Shining got to the floor.
"Shining, what are you doing in there? Are you with Twi?"
"Son, open the damn door, or you'll see my bad side!"
Shining opened the door, he saw his parents. With the force of his horn, he gave them more than impairments.
So forceful and loud, his stabs were. Shining then saw Twi, again lustful for her.
His parents were dead, Shining saw. He held back the urge to guffaw.
Sinning and proud, Shining was. Winning and loud, over such a big fuss.
He pounced onto Twi, whom could no longer bear. The bleeding and sorrow could never repair.
Shining held the knife again, ready to strike. Twi was nearing the end of her life.
The knife penetrated her belly, so slowly it cut. The torturing surely didn't silence the slut.
Twi screamed, for she was in pain. Her cries for help were merely in vain.
Shining sniffed the aroma of the cut. The flow of blood put him in a rut.
He couldn't choose if he wanted the beautiful bleeding, or the spilling of guts. He was practically seething.
Bored with the slowness, Shining picked up the pace. He cut deeper and faster, so he won the race.
Twi screamed louder than ever before. Shining reacted by shushing the whore.
But she wouldn't listen, for the pain was too great. Shining stabbed her eye. For Twi, it was too late.
Twi's final breath was one in agony. Shining's horrible act was pure blasphemy.
Shining was still, for he had finally calmed. He got a chill from seeing how his love had bombed.
It was all over, and he dropped the knife. He fell to his knees, drained of life.
In a fit of unforeseeable rage, Shining had murdered his family. Now he had a price to pay, and it was one that suit his fancy.
He held the knife again, and put it to his throat. His emotions were dry, like an empty moat.
He quickly slit it open, and dropped to the floor. The room was completely littered with gore.
The floor became tainted with the blood. It poured from Shining's neck like a flood.
The hell was over, that was quite fun. It's a wonder why no one tried to run.
Elsewhere in Equestria, the event was obscure. Canterlot was no longer peaceful, that was for sure.
Twi and Shining, their love got too binding. That day became known as "The Twining".
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