Hungry

>Hungry in Equestria.

>The sun's light peeks over the mountains and lays it's glow across Equestria.

>Lighting up entire chunks of land and towns is a lot for a lone Princess to handle, it's no wonder she gets all of that attention.

>It slowly creeps into your room and rests upon your face, warming it enough to awaken you from deep slumber just enough to turn over.

"Ughh..."

>Although you would rather stay in bed and sleep the rest of the day, you really do have to get to work.

>Eventually you gather enough willpower to move and stand yourself up.

>When you turn to the right, your eyes are blinded by the sunlight through the broken window.

>The floor boards seem to yell up at you to lose some weight but you ignore them as you trudge to the bathroom.

>If the door could talk, the translation as you open it would be, "FUCKING TAKE CARE OF ME YOU ASSHOLE!"

>But it cannot, so it just creaks.

>The bathroom is the only room that doesn't have a window, so you flip up the light switch.

>A rugged face stares back as you gaze into the mirror.

>Smile a bit and see the light tint of orange that is around your teeth from last night's dinner.

>Then your eyes move down to your facial hair.

>Dragging a hand against it, the stubble that desperately calls to be shaved scratches along your palm.

>You turn the handle to the rusted faucet and put your hand under it.

>A loud squeak is heard and a few milky brown drops come out.

>A silent but long sigh escapes your lips as you put the water on your face.

"Guess this is all I've got today..."

>The razor seems to look a lot more dangerous right now.

>Your hand is shaking a tad bit as you bring it up to your unkempt chin.

>Guide your eyes back over to the smudged and slightly cracked mirror and then lower the blade.

"Maybe tomorrow."

>Place the blade down on the sink and look around the tinted brown with dirt bathroom.

>It looks like it's never been used, although you come here every morning.

>A millipede crawls out from under a corroded tile on the wall, knocking it off and into the tub where it shatters to pieces.

>Perhaps it's time for a makeover.

>A knocking sound is heard on the door down the stairs.

>Or not.

"I'm coming!"

>After turning out the light and closing the door, you head downstairs and walk toward the knocking.

>Trying to see through the peephole would be the dumbest option at this point.

>Mostly because there is no glass protecting your eye and you don't really want tetanus from the shards of rust coming from it each time the wind blows by.

>Instead you just open the door.

>In front of you stands a yellow pegasus with a long pink mane and teal eyes.

>She stands in the same position she always does, hiding behind her mane a little as if she had never met you.

>"Hi Anon!"

"What is it Fluttershy?"

>"C-Can I come inside?"

"I don't see why you would want to..."

>Move aside and she walks in under your arm.

>She walks to the middle of the run down room and begins to look at the things on the wall as you close the door.

"So what is it today Stuttercry? Come to muster barely a few words and fly out sobbing again?"

>She turns from looking at a door on the floor in the corner.

>"N-No today I w-was wondering if y-you needed anything."

>You look around at the seemingly recently robbed living room and shrug.

"Besides a new house, I don't need anything."

>Before either of you can speak, your stomach growls.

>"Oh! I can make you some food!"

>She flies down the hall and around the corner.

"No Fluttershy! Get out of my kitchen!"

>She slowly walks back out and looks up at you.

>"Then what can I do to make you love me?"

>The look in her eye begs for love.

>But you know that deep down inside she is a sex crazy animal.

>She has been nonstop bugging you to have sex with her since you arrived here in this world.

>Almost tried to rape you a few times.

>The rage swells up inside of you as she just sits there asking you to love her.

>This isn't right.

>You can't get someone to love you just by doing things for them.

>Or by trying to molest them as they are alone.

>And she thinks that she can just do this.

>None of the ponies think that she would do such a thing so they look at you wrong.

>They look at YOU wrong.

>The guy getting raped is the one they blame.

>It doesn't matter if she's an element of harmony or really nice, this still doesn't cut it.

>Your stomach grumbles again.

>Then suddenly, nothing.

>Nothing is felt as you stare at her.

>Your fists relax.

>She smiles a little as you lower your glare.

>Everything is clear now.

"Actually Fluttershy, there is something you can help me with."

>Her eyes grow large as her smile gets wider in sheer excitement.

>"Oh what is it what is it what is it?! I want to help you so much!"

"The first thing I want you to do is go downstairs."

>She flies over to the door and opens it, the bottom scratching along the floor.

>Then looks back at you with a sad face.

"It's fine, just keep going."

>"O-Okay."

>She flies down the stairs.

>You walk down there as well and shut the door behind you.

>When you get down to the bottom you see that she is just flying there, unsure of where to sit.

>"Sit in the chair in the middle and close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."

>She carefully lowers her rump onto the rusted chair and closes her eyes.

>As she sits there you walk over to the corner and grab a knife from a cart.

>Circle around to behind her and tap her on the shoulder.

>When she turns around confused and shocked you force her down and place her legs in the straps.

>Lastly, her forehead is strapped in to the back of the chair.

>She is fully tied down now.

>"Oh I see... Bondage is your fetish isn't it?"

>She says as she licks her lips and her eyes go half lidded.

"No. It isn't Fluttershy. Do you want to know what is?"

>Her eyes gleam and she smiles brightly at you while nodding.

>That happy expression changes quickly at the instant she hears the noise the knife makes as it slides out of your pocket.

"Seeing what you're made of."

>Her face shows confusion, then fear, and now a nervous happy.

>"Haha... Good one Anon... You really got me there... Can you let me out now?"

>Letting out a hearty chuckle, you shine the reflection that the lone light bulb gives right into her eye with the knife and she tries to avoid it.

"No Fluttershy."

>Step away from her and into the darkness.

>She calls for you as you wheel in the cart.

>A look of sheer horror comes across her face as she sees the contents of the cart.

"What's wrong Shy? Afraid of getting a little messy?"

>She's staring at one thing in particular.

>The syringe.

"Hahaha... No. I won't be numbing anything. That's just to keep you awake sweetheart."

>"Anon please... You're really scaring me. S-Stop it."

>Grab the tweezers and hold them close to her eye.

>She tries to move her head around.

"Ah ah ah Fluttershy... Wouldn't want me to miss would you?"

>She remains still as tears swell in her eye.

>Raise the tweezers up to her furthermost right eyelash.

"Make a wish."

>Plucking out the lash makes her wince and more tears swell in her eyes.

>Setting the lash on a small tray, you continue on to the next.

>This one comes out with no problem and she takes deep breaths to attempt to calm herself.

>The next one however is not so easy.

>It is resistant to leave the roots it is attached by so you grip and pull harder until it rips out, bringing forth a dot of blood.

>The tears that were swelling in her eyes now trail down her cheeks.

"I just thought of a better method to doing this. All at once!"

>The instant you hold the tweezers sideways she begins freaking out, flailing her limbs in a pitiful effort to escape.

>Her jerking movements cause you to accidentally stab her in the eye with them.

>"Ow! My eye!"

>She closes that eye shut.

>This is not good.

"Fluttershy... I need you to open your eye so I can see it."

>"N-No you meanie!"

"It could have left a fragment in there, which could cause you to go blind."

>She slowly opens her eye.

>"Anon... D-Do I have an eye-patch on?"

"No."

>She begins crying and the irritation of tears to the wounded eye causes it to cry red colored tears.

>It isn't entirely blood but it's crimson like it is.

"So you can't see out of it?"

>"N-no! Help me Anon what do I do?!"

>It's so adorable how she still trusts you even though you did this to her.

"Well... There's no need for a broken eye is there?"

>Her working eye watches you as you grab a hammer and tongs.

>"W-Wait what are y-you doing?"

"You asked for my help, and I will give my help to you."

>Her lips tremble as you put the tongs on her lap and bring the hammer up to her eye.

>Turn the hammer around so it's the pick end and then you jam it up above her eye, in between the bone there and the eye.

>"AAAHHHGGG!"

>With a fast and hard push, you shatter the bone there above her eye.

>She screams out in pain as blood squirts out of her eye.

>Remove the hammer and grab the tongs.

"See now that the bone there is shattered, I should be able to fit this right in there and get you fixed up in no time, Shy!"

>She whimpers as you open the tongs and slide them in around her eyeball.

"This will only take a second..."

>She yelps in pain as you squeeze the eye and pull it out.

>Your hand accidentally releases the grip you had on it and it slaps against her cheek still attached to her body.

"Oops, butterfingers."

>Grab it with the tongs again and pull on it until the cord connecting it snaps and you admire your work.

"Not a scratch..."

>When you hold it up in front of her other eye, she vomits to the side.

>After you put the eye in the appropriate box, you look at her.

"You know, I've never been one that likes asymmetry."

>Grabbing the hammer a second time sends her into another fit of panic and this time she tries to break free again.

>Position the bloodied hammer to the same way you had before as Shy cries and stares at it, her vision being blurred by the blood gushing from her socket.

>A powerful push is all it takes to shatter the same bone on the other side.

>Fluttershy is screaming now as you remove her second eye with a snap.

>Placing the eye in the box, you put away the hammer and tweezers.

>Blood runs from her eye sockets as she cries out in pain.

"Okay now that's done, let's move on."

>She screams and flails her legs once again.

>"HELP ME! SOMEP0NY PLEASE!"

>You mock her.

"AHHHH OH NO HELP ME! Shy we're underground and on the outskirts of town. Good luck finding any help."

>"W-what is w-wrong with y-you...?"

>Leaning against the back of the chair with your arm, you reply.

"Well lets see... The sight of blood excites me... I can't get off to anything but gore..."

>Her entire body is shaking.

"Oh, and I enjoy the flesh of you p0nies. It's quite sweet for a meat but it beats being a vegetarian."

>She is completely still.

>Turn and grab the scalpel.

"Time to move on to the bigger stuff, Shy."

>"No... No please."

>She pulls on her restraints again.

"Flutterbutter, you can't escape. If I was you I would just sit back and enjoy as much time as you have left."

>You lean in closer and whisper in her ear.

"Because you're not leaving here alive."

>Lick her ear after saying that to sample her wonderful flesh.

>She's trembling in fear as you adjust the chair to a laying position.

>Move the scalpel onto her chest and drag it a little circle, cutting through her skin and some flesh.

>She squeals out in pain as you rip out the circle you cut.

>You bring it to your mouth and bite down.

>It's so sweet.

>But so tender.

>To make sure she understands what is happening, you bend down to her and chomp louder making sure not to close your mouth.

>"Y-You're... You're a m-monster!"

>Swallow the delicacy .

"Me, the monster? Who is the one that won't leave me alone? Who is the one that stalks me on a daily basis? Who is the one who tries to RAPE ME WHENEVER SHE CAN?!"

>Shy turns away from you and makes a whimper noise.

"You know what bitch? I'll give you what you want when I'm done."

>She is emotionless.

>Compose yourself and take the scalpel to the top of her chest.

>Push down so it stabs into her and she shrieks loudly as you drag it all the way down to her lower abdomen.

>Then you cut a line on each end of that one, perpendicular to it.

>She is sweating bullets and she turns to throw up as you pull open the flaps and nail them to the chair.

>You admire the complexity of the body system before grabbing on to one of her ribs.

>Then you pull back on it.

>*Crack*

>"AAGGHH!"

>It snaps off and you place it on the cart.

>Then grab the next one.

>*Crack*

>The air fills with the sweet stench of urine as Fluttershy screams over and over, each time louder than the next.

>...

>*Crack*

>All she can do is writhe in pain.

>She's screamed so much she's worn out her voice.

"And that's the last rib..."

>Set it aside so you can begin.

>"What are you doing?" She weakly asks.

"Hey, how do you feel when I do this?"

>A nice squeeze on her lung makes her cough up blood.

>"*ACK* What just happened?!"

"That's your lung sweetie."

>Pat on her cheek and then grab the scalpel again.

>You then reach in and pull forth her liver.

"You know, I never quite understood why they called this the 'liver' it just seems like such a dry name for a body part."

>She whimpers as you slice away the bindings holding it and place it on the tray.

>"Anon this burns... It all burns so much..."

>Her voice is slowing and her head turns side to side.

>A quick flick to the lung brings her back to normal with a blood cough.

>You watch amused as she struggles to inflate her lungs.

>It gives you an idea.

I'm gonna try something...

>Grab the knife you got from the cart and a needle with black thread.

>"W-What's going on?"

"Shhh."

>You wait until she breathes out to grab onto the lung and sever it.

>Then you throw the knife back away as she flails around trying to breath.

>Quickly stitch the hole you left back together.

>In almost a minute you finish and Shy coughs up more blood.

>Then she speaks in between gasps for air.

>"Why does it feel... Weird to breathe?"

"Don't worry Fluttershy, you still have ONE lung left."

>She whines again as you hold the lung up.

>Admire it for a few seconds before putting it on the cart next to the liver.

>"Annnn...ooooonnn."

>She's fading away.

"You're not leaving yet bitch!"

>Grab the adrenaline shot and stab it into her leg.

>She juts awake and begins wailing at the sensation moving through her bloodstream.

>"Why... What do y-you wan-"

>You watch as her stomach tenses up and a bulge heads up her esophagus and she throws up a red liquid.

>With a satisfied sigh, you stand up.

"Alright Fluttershy. I'll let you have what you want now."

>"F-Freedom?"

"Of course not! I'll give you what you've been trying to get since you met me! My dick!"

>You whip out your already hard dick and she shakes her head as if she could have seen it anyway.

>"I don't want that... P-Please..."

"That sounds familiar. Hmm... Wonder when that was said? OH RIGHT, ME WHEN YOU RAPED ME!"

>Grabbing her head, you thrust your member into her eye socket.

>She screams out in pain and tries to move around.

>But the more she does, the better it feels.

>You pump in and out of her like this as blood squirts out onto you.

>This continues in a similar fashion for ten minutes, until Fluttershy's screams of terror and pain are silenced.

>Blow your load inside of her head and pull out.

>Her heart remains still as she lays there with her mouth open and a trail of semen mixed with blood comes down her cheek.

>Put your member away and then unstrap her.

>Whistle a tune as you carry her to the door to the second room.

>Open the door and enter the slaughterhouse.

>Put Fluttershy's corpse down on the table.

>Then go back upstairs and get some silverware.

>Head downstairs and close the door to the slaughterhouse behind you.

>Pull up a chair to the table and stab the fork into her thigh.

>Time for breakfast.