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// Getting Laid! 
// Story: The Fetus! 
// by Kafei Arouma 
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Part Two: Getting...Laid?

“Are you sure this a a good idea?!” Twilight yelled, as Kevin rubbed his hands together deviously.
“Yes, yes--This is my fetish after all.” He said, looking up at her.
“Well I know I’m immortal and everything but this looks painful!!” She shouted back.
“Its not!” was shot through the sound waves and into Twilight Sparkle’s pony ears just as he mashed his hand on his his trusty evil villain trap door button, she was dropped from the ropes that strung her. And landed on a solid grass floor with stone walls everywhere. Her eyes widened as a large metal block opened up from the cracked ground, encasing a crystal clear saw blade, sharpened by Satan’s horn. She shrieked in terror as she forgot to jump over the blade. The searing metal slid through her face; slicing a clean cut. She watched in terror through the last 30 seconds of consciousness as she watched her vision redden and be sliced in two. Her organs and entrails lashed out in time incomprehensible through this reality, and her two halves exploded in every direction, and instantly reformed in a time that isn’t even relative to this universe; and she fell on the floor, hyperventilating.
“HOLY SHIT” She said looking up at the glass balcony that encased him. Inside, Dr. fetus was ferociously relieving himself at a high speed. Her eyebrows raised and her face lost emotion.
He stopped in his tracks and looked her like a pissed off bear.
“Why’d you stop?!” He shouted at her. Twilight rolled her eyes, and stood up, no longer crippled from the pain she had endured.
She charged over the green grassy field, and managed to dodge the satanic saw blades instinctively so she didn't die. As she was happy with her mastery of that, she was slammed into a saw blade that had been rotating behind her, and it slit her entire body open, but a very sloppy cut. Suffocating for the last thirty seconds of her life, what happened prior to her last death; happened again, as she felt every split second of pure agony reform itself instantly. She looked up at the fish tank fetus, and saw he breathing heavy, as well as beating heavily. She teleported out of his death trap, and warped back into reality next to him, and leaned over him frowning. All at once his face turned steamy red and stomped and shot his “air” load.
“Well Mrs. magic unicorn thing, I’m out. Thanks, That really helped me clear some stuff up.” He put on his jacket, and walked up stairs. He pulled out his insta-warp zone button, and walked out of reality, no questions asked. Twilight peered in annoyance at the sight, and stomped up to bed; slightly sore from all the physical harm she had been through. She rolled over and sighed.
“What a fucking dick.” And that was that.