“Don’t do that.” Rarity looked at the remains of the wine glass in her hand. The bullet went through it and hit a copy of Abraham Lincoln’s portrait hanging on the wall right between the eyes.
Sunset obeyed the command, shuddering slightly when her back touched the cold floor. Rainbow Dash approached her and kneeled above her face, positioning herself. During the shower, she had been feeling a rising pressure in her bladder and she couldn’t bring herself to listen to Fluttershy who kept telling them that the should relieve themselves while showering. It had something to do with saving water, Rainbow Dash wasn’t sure. It didn’t matter much now.
“That’s not fair,” Trixie muttered. “Cloudchaser lifts ninety like it’s nothing.” It was indeed her first time in the gym; earlier, she went to “Stop The Oppressive Tyranny of Body Shamers” support group once, only to discover that they were mostly whining and eating chocolate ice cream. Trixie hated chocolate ice cream.
Just like those idiots who believe in Health at Every Size.
Well, this continues to be a thing. A thing that I read... for some reason that I'm sure will come to me eventually.
More criminality and perversion!
I'm still reading this! I'M STILL READING THIS FOR SOME REASON!
How far down the rabbit hole can we go?
This story just keeps getting more fucked up but i haven't turned away yet and I like it
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We need to go deeper...
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I can't...stop...reading this. It's the most beautiful train wreck I've ever seen. Destructive yet Beautiful.
This bitch is getting capped even in death.
Why does everyone do this with Rainbow?
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I don't know, but I also noticed that somehow Dash always ends up in such situations...
Just like those idiots who believe in Health at Every Size.