Title:           Sweetie Lewd IV: Fleshlight Sparkle Part III- 184 Inferno
Author:          Slasher_Science
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First Edit:      Saturday 17th of November 2012 04:03:49 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 17th of November 2012 04:03:49 PM CDT

>[NO REMORSE] CAUTION: Second entity identified. [NO RECOURSE]
 
>Dawn of the ninth day.
>The door opens.
>You look up slowly.
>She promised fascination.
>Fluttershy is thrown into the white room.
>She groans and attempts to stand.
>You notice several scrapes and cuts on her body.
Fluttershy?
>She looks at you and her eyes widen.
>There is no more Index.
>This was not ever supposed to be.
>She approaches you timidly.
>The intercom comes to life, "welcome to the next experiment."
>A spot in the floor begins opening.
>A large white chair rises in the middle of the room.
>Fluttershy looks around, beginning to hyperventilate.
>Magic lifts you and places you into the chair, metal clamps pinning your head, arms and legs.
>"Ready for agony?"
>Fluttershy is pinned down with magic, her wings held out.
>"Fluttershy, I will give you what you want."
>She whimpers, "Twilight? W-what is happening?"
>Twilight's face suddenly appears through the mirror.
>"Bye bye bye..."
>A line of magic makes it's way down Fluttershy's wings.
>Blood is sprayed all over.
>Fluttershy screams and flails, spraying more blood, some of it flecking your face.
>Her wings fall off to her sides in pools of gore.
 
 
>The door opens and Twilight enters.
>She lifts Fluttershy with magic and the pegasus gives a faint whimper with her eyes closed.
>The nubs where her wings once were flap feebly oozing dark blood.
>"I won't let you die yet. I'll give you Anon."
>You stare in horror unable to move.
>Twilight turns to you and smiles.
>"183."
>"That's how many times you've been reset."
>She makes Fluttershy slide along the floor on one of her nubs.
>Blood trails along the white tile below her and she screams.
>"And tonight will make 184."
Stop...
>"Or what?"
I'll kill you...
>Twilight throws Fluttershy across the room into a wall where she smacks with a sickening crunch and crumbles into a heap.
>The purple mare teleports face to face with you.
>"Kill me?"
>She makes a large nail appear in her hoof and stabs it into your hand, "how do you kill a god?"
>You scream, but can't move.
>Twilight walks back to where Fluttershy is laying.
>"You made this harder than it had to be."
 
 
>Twilight raises a hoof and stomps on Fluttershy's back leg at the knee.
>It snaps loudly and she keeps stomping.
>Fluttershy is unconscious, her body shaking with every stomp.
Stop...
>She picks Fluttershy up with magic again and takes her tail between her hooves.
Don't...
>She looks back at you and her eyes glow.
>"Cancer."
>You vomit vast amounts of dark blood into your lap.
>Agonizing pain courses through your abdomen.
>Twilight pulls with all of her might and a little help from magic.
>Fluttershy's tail is ripped out at the root and she regains consciousness screaming.
>More of her blood dots the white floor.
>Twilight tosses the pink tail into the corner and it erupts in flames.
>"If I can't keep from living with this regret, I'll need to change the way I think about us."
 
 
Twilight... We'll behave... I... I'll behave...
>She laughs and creates another nail.
>"As if you had a choice."
>She puts the nail to one of Fluttershy's nubs and slides it into the bloody hole.
>The screams are maddening...
>The screams pierce your brain.
>She repeats the process on the other side.
>"Are you ready for your reward Fluttershy?"
>The yellow pony is levitated into your lap.
>Her face is speckled with blood and she continues to cry.
>She looks at you pleadingly.
>Your head is released from the binding and Twilight's magic forces you to kiss Fluttershy.
>She moans a little into your mouth through her pain.
>Blood drips onto your shirt and pants.
>"I'm such a caring mother, Fluttershy aren't you happy?"
>The magic is forcing you but you willingly kiss Fluttershy.
>She has lost a lot of blood.
>Your head is forced to move down to her neck, your tongue made to slide over her fur.
>She sniffles.
>You feel your jaw forced open and placed around the warm neck.
>Your teeth sink into her skin and she screams.
>Your eyes go wide and blood spills out into your mouth and down your jaw.
>Twilight laughs and slams your jaw shut, pulling a chunk of meat from Fluttershy's throat.
 
 
>The flesh is chewed.
>She forces you to swallow it.
>Fluttershy swoons covered in blood weeping.
>"You are inside of him now Fluttershy, aren't you happy?"
>Your head hangs down and you spit red onto your shirt.
Fluttershy... I'm so sorry.
>She brushes your hair with her nose and coughs up a little blood.
>Magic flashes and the pain in your stomach is gone.
>Fluttershy's wounds stop bleeding but still remain.
>Your clothes have vanished.
>"I'll give you some time."
>You feel yourself slide into Fluttershy and she moans.
>The sensation of her warm insides wrapped around you makes you weakly moan with her after so much pain.
>She clumsily jams her lips onto yours.
>The magic is not holding her anymore and she slowly works her hips up and down on you.
>"A-anon does it feel... good?"
>You groan.
Yes Fluttershy.
>You cum deep inside of her and she sighs.
>"I-I'm so happy."
>Twilight magics her into the air again.
>"Enough of that."
>"184 let's burn it down!"
 
 
>"Fluttershy," Twilight brushes her hoof through the crying mare's mane, "you're the prettiest thing I have ever seen."
>She drops her to the floor, "I want to make you dirty."
Stop! I'll do anything!
>Twilight looks back and rolls her eyes.
>"Anything?"
Yes! Yes...
>Her magic surrounds your head.
>"There are some secrets in that head I haven't been able to get to all this time. Let me in. Hang them up."
Fine. What do I do?
>"Think about home."
>You close your eyes and think of your apartment back in Hollywood.
>Your family.
>Twilight's mind assaults yours as she geedily grabs at your memories you kept suppressed ever since your first week in Ponyville.
>Her presence sinks into you and you gasp.
>Then she's gone and you hear her chuckle.
>"Excellent. It will be added to the Index."
Now will you... Let her go?
>She looks down on Fluttershy's unconscious form.
>"No."
>Fluttershy's body erupts in flames and she wakes withering and screaming.
 
 
 
>The flames surround her and she cries out your name.
>"ANON! ANON MAKE IT STOP! HELP!"
>Your mouth is forced shut.
>Tears flood your eyes in the orange glow.
>You can smell the burning flesh and hair.
>"ANON! MAKE IT STOP!"
>Twilight exits the room and the flames stop.
>Your bindings are released and you fall forward onto the floor.
>Fluttershy lays in a pile blackened and burned making weak squeaking sounds.
>You crawl over slowly and touch her cheek.
>Some of the flesh moves away in sticky fluid and she shouts in agony again.
>You pull your hand away quickly.
>She doesn't have much longer...
>Her eyes look up at you and she forces a small smile.
>"A-anon are you... okay?"
>She hacks up a glob of blood.
Don't use up your strength, I'll make her fix you.
>She coughs again and lays her head on the ground.
>"I think it's... Too late."
Don't say that!
>You choke with tears and wipe your face.
She may kill me, but she won't get you!
>Fluttershy smiles again with her eyes closed.
>"Twilight wouldn't do that... s-she's my... friend..."
>A faint wheeze of air escapes her and she lays still.
Fluttershy?
>You gently nudge a portion of her shoulder that isn't as burned as the rest of her.
Wake up...
WAKE UP!
DON'T GO!
 
 
>Dawn of the tenth day.
>You sit curled in the corner.
>Your clothes had been replaced.
>The burns on your arms stung, but you ignored the pain.
>Her body had been ignited again after she died.
>Twilight used the flames until there was no trace of Fluttershy left but what was in your stomach.
>She made you watch.
>You had tried to put the flames out but only succeeded in getting your arms burned.
>Twilight's voice comes over the intercom.
>"Heart rate: 119 bpm. Blood pressure: 85 systolic, 50 diastolic. Respirations: 10 per minute. Pulse Oximetry of 83% indicates severe hypoxia and neurovascular compromise. Anon, you are not well."
>You gaze emotionless at the glass.
Kill me.
>"I'll do better. Number 184."
>"I will keep going until I'm satisfied."
>Darkness surrounds you and you feel as though you're falling.
>You see images all around you.
>Images you feel as though you have seen before.
Memories...
>Then
>Nothing.
 
END OF RECOURSE.