Title:           Rarity, Crawiling Things [spooky]
Author:          Writefag_Roulette
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/2r866Ncv
First Edit:      Saturday 8th of February 2014 12:13:10 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 8th of February 2014 12:13:10 AM CDT

>a girlish screech permeates the boutique
>fortunately for Rarity, you happen to be in the boutique
>rushing into the main room, you see Rarity huddled on top of a stool
>an understandable place to be, considering that the ground is crawling with bugs
>ho-lee shit
>that's a lot of bugs
>"Anon! Oh, I'm so glad you're here! Would you be a darling and help me out with these icky bugs?"
>lel, Rarity
>walking over to her, crushing some bugs in the process, you pick up the fashionista in your arms
>you walk out of the main room and set Rarity down on a couch in the back room
>"Oh my stars! All those bugs! All those icky, icky bugs! In my boutique!"
>she looked about ready to cry
"Don't worry, Rarity, I'll take care if the bugs."
>you grab a broom and dust pan as you reenter the main room
>how did those little niggers escape your jars?
>no matter; it'll still work
>you quickly sweep all the creepy crawlies into the dustpan, and return to the backroom
>"Oh, Anon, thank you thank you thank you for getting rid of those icky bugs. I don't know what I'd do without you!"
>kek
>don't thank me yet, Rarara
>without a word, you straddle Rarity's chest, dustpan still in hand
>"Uhm, Anon, I think you ought to get rod of the bugs before we… -ahem-."
>you force Rarity's mouth open with one hand
>this, of course, elicits a shriek, which you muffle with a mouthful of crawling things
>her mouth held open by the bugs, you now have a free hand to hold her horn to prevent any magic
>and another hand to shove more bugs into her mouth
>Rarity is flailing wildly, naturally, but it does her no good; you're just too heavy
>you keep on shoving bugs until you feel it
>a crawling in her neck
>she feels it too, or at least her pupils shrinking to pinpricks would indicate that
>only one more handfull in the pan
>you shove it in, and hold her mouth shut
>the bugs, burrowing their way through the fashionista's body are slowly killing her
>indeed, her struggles stop after about ten minutes
>but the crawling doesn't
>neither does the burrowing
>nor does the gnawing
>nor does the devouring
>nor does your desire