Its Another Story Where A Foal is Tortured to Death in Horrifying Agony
"DIAMOND TIARA!" shrieked Spoiled Rich across the entire house, the worst mother on the planet, to her poor pink pony pride and playtoy. "MOMMY NEEDS TO PEE!"
The aforementioned Diamond Tiara, only five feet away, sighed heavily as she dragged her massive, nine-inch cock along the floor, making her way over to her hellspawn of a guardian. She rolled her eyes systematically and opened her mouth, as Spoiled Rich lifted her fat (in the bad way), juicy (in the bad way) cock into her daughters mouth before exhaling deeply in relief, letting loose a stream of urine straight into Diamond Tiara's mouth. The poor foal choked a bit, the stream a bit more intense and fast than usual, which in turn caused a bit of urine to spill out of her mouth and onto the floor.
Diamond Tiara whimpered in fear as she realized her mistake. Without a moment to spare, Spoiled Rich screamed in disgust, withdrawing her shaft and ramming her hoof straight into her daughter's face, who spilled to the ground, now sobbing and begging for mercy. The merciless mother lowered her hoof on the prissy pink foal's ballsack, starting to squash them.
"MOMMY! I'M SORRY!" she cried. She was fairly certain that her mother would never actually destroy her testicles, but this bitch sure knew how to push their pain to their limit. As if on cue, Spoiled Rich applied more pressure suddenly, the balls nearly bursting. Diamond Tiara shrieked in agony.
A few rooms over, the father, Filthy Rich, coughed loudly over a cigar, tossing the halfway-smoked stud into the pile on the floor of hundreds of others. He grumpily turned around, almost throwing up from the amount of nicotine and tobacco in him right now.
"Will you two shut the FUCK UP?" he growled at an increasing volume. His body, not expecting the sudden movement after being couchlocked for twelve hours, released its bowels, covering his favorite chair in a (more than usual) brown, sloppy mess. He cried out in dismay, falling to the floor into a second pile of burnt cigars. These fucking bitches were always screaming, and even though he had sound-proofed his man-cave twice, her deranged wife kept coming up with more horrifying ways to torture their daughter and make her scream even louder. Furious, the raging stallion burst into the room and shoved his wife aside.
"Ass UP, Diamond Tiara," he mumbled to her. Diamond Tiara, obedient, raised her ass, tears streaming from her face. Her father turned around and bucked her, hard, sending her flying against the wall. One of his hoofs had made contact with her balls, too, causing her even more pain. "NOW," he yelled at both of the knocked-down mares, "Will you all SHUT THE FUCK UP?"
"Yes sir," mumbled Diamond Tiara.
In her mind, though, she had had enough.
"Princess Twilight, PLEASE!" sobbed Toola Roola, another futa foal, in the presence of, aptly, Princess Twilight. Twilight stared down in disapproval, shaking her head, as two guards held the poor filly by her front legs spread angel.
"Toola Roola, I thought we had an agreement," sighed Twilight.
"WE STILL DO!" squeaked the foal. Her penis was so flaccid that it was practically retracted into her scrotum. "I'LL STILL COMPLETE YOUR FRIENDSHIP LESSON! HONEST!"
Wordlessly, Twilight turned away from the foal, an action understood as a death sentence. The foal screamed as the guards suspended her, legs spread in all four directions, and covered her balls with honey. Twilight opened the door to leave as the guards released the ravenous hounds, who went to town on the poor filly's ballsack, tearing it to shreds. Even as the door slammed behind her, she could still hear the shrieks and screams, and anticipated hearing them for another few minutes. It took several minutes for a foal to bleed out from the crotch, of course.
"Twilight!" exclaimed Spike, Twilight's faithful dragon assistant, bouncing up next to her in the hallway. "Who's got a friendship lesson today?"
"Diamond Tiara," sighed Twilight. "I don't exactly have high hopes."
An ear-piercing final shriek of death shot through the closed door as Toola Roola, scrotum now bleeding all over the floor, guts and pierced balls spilling everywhere and being ripped to shreds by the dogs, let out a final cry of desperation and mercy, before her tiny heart finally gave out and her world blanked out. Twilight and Spike didn't really react, simply pausing their conversation until the noise stopped.
"Come on, Twilight," groaned Spike. "You can't just give up on every filly that you don't think can handle a friendship lesson."
Twilight pondered for a moment. For a split second, her mind wandered back to Apple Bloom, a week ago, her jaw ripped open, labia torn ajar, clitoris yanked out and being fed to rabid animals. Back in the present, she sighed in defeat. Maybe she was a little too harsh on foals. Today, she would go and give Diamond Tiara a chance.
The foal of the hour had had enough.
Beaten, abused, and tortured her whole life. she was getting really sick of being her parent's fucktoy.
Diamond Tiara huffed as she stared at the knife. This would be fast. It would be easy. Cathartic.
So what was she waiting for? Her (literally) spoiled mother groaned and leaned her hips in the kitchen, her massive cock and balls hanging from her round, plump ass. She licked her lips, and just decided, like. Yeah. Let's go for it.
Without hesitation, she galloped up to her mother, lept into the air with the knife in her mouth, and dove down with it, piercing straight through the ballsack of the proud, prissy pony. Spoiled RIch was so taken back by the shock and pain that she immediately shattered the plate she was cleaning, screaming and crawling in agony. Wordlessly, Diamond Tiara slammed the knife into her crotch over and over, ignoring her mother's desperate pleas for mercy. With one final wail of absolute and utter anguish, Spoiled Rich breathed her last, her bowels completely emptying all over the kitchen floor.
As if on cue, Filthy Rich slammed open the door screaming.
"WILL YOU ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP????" he bellowed at the top of his lungs. Diamond Tiara, still wordless, with a neutral expression, flung her neck at a 90 degree angle, sending the knife careening straight through her father's back hoof. He shrieked like an immature two year old foal, slamming into shit and pissing himself. This beautiful display of immasculinity, combined with a brief glance in the direction of her deceased mother, her now defunct mouth spitting up blood, gave the little filly quite the hard on.
Her massive shaft erected itself to its full glory as she emotionlessly approached her father. Filthy's mind was in so much panic that he felt practically mind controlled, so when Diamond Tiara rammed her big pink dingus straight up his poop shoot, it shot endorphins straight to his brain, as confusing as they were. This incredibly awkward anal sex continued for anywhere between five minutes and seven hours, but, dear reader, I can guarantee you, I became too disgusted at this point to watch.
What the fuck, dude?
What? Oh god what the fYou fucking weak-willed motherfucker. You had one fucking job, keep the god damn story going until I could fucking waste a tiny innocent foal!
Look Twilight, I am so sorry and I promise I will go and get the details right now. Uhhhh
wait
wait
Okay they had sex for two hours.
It's too late for that, limp-dick.
Come on, Twilight, you couldn't have expected him to keep paying attention. I mean, who the fuck requests a foal killing her own mother and raping her own father?
It doesn't matter, Spike, I'm going to finish this.
WAIT TWILITwilight Sparkle then eliminated the idiotic narrator by slicing off his balls and banishing him to a pain dimension for all eternity.
She then dragged Diamond Tiara, the pathetic filly, from her house, by her testicles. The previously emotionless, murder-lust driven foal was now reduced to tears and please for mercy in the face of a literal god who would stop at nothing to see only her own pain and misery. The innocent foal shrieked and screamed as Twilight ripped her balls from her scrotum before shoving them up straight down her throat.
The pink filly whined and screamed; she had hoped her death would receive more attention, but that's not for spoiled brats like her. Twilight then promptly banished the little brat to her own pain dimension, and decided it was time to continue about her day.
She knew she was the boss.