I’m scared.

No, I’m being dead serious this time. I’ve been told by several of my friends that this and the next chapter are the WORST, besides one other. And as I’m keeping my tradition of not reading this story beforehand, I believe them. (They care about me, I know they aren’t lying.)

All I know about this chapter is that it involves....foals. DAMN IT. This is going to bloody SUCK.

Well, I’m not ready, but let’s dive in. 120 Days of Blueblood, chapter 5.

(Also, special thanks to KillerSteel, Fallen Prime and Nocturnal Melodies for sitting in while I riff. Means a bunch guys.)

        twow: I need to put the connector cable on the left...

        Pinkie: (from TV) Hi T! How are you?

        twow: Little better. Trying to create a flamethrower out of a hair dryer.

        Pinkie: And...how is that working?

        twow: Not good. It keeps shooting money at me.

        Pinkie: Money?

twow: Yeah. Sometimes it’s human money, and other times its bits. Hell, I have no idea how it’s even being MADE.

Pinkie: You should just keep it like that!

twow: I’m thinking about it, I really am...

Blueblood: Wouldn’t that be counterfeit?

twow: Think of it like a portable printing press. Also, what do you want?

Blueblood: I’d assume that you would be able to figure it out.

twow: I had to ask for my health. Who’s up this time?

Blueblood: Well, I couldn’t single out any of your friends this time and Pinkie Pie wouldn’t let me bring in who I wanted, so...

(The lab doors open to let Derpy in, closing behind her)

Derpy: (squeezing twow) twow! Are you doing okay?!

twow: Well....breathing helped.

Derpy: (lets go) Oops.

twow: So, he pulled you in here. This better NOT have you or Dinky.

Pinkie: It doesn’t. But...it has other foals...

twow: I’m going to eat your parents Blueblood.

*BUZZ*

All: We’ve got story sign!

"No man chooses evil because it is evil; he only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks."

—Mary Wollstonecraft

        twow: Unless they are nutcases.

It was late-December throughout Equestria. A time when ponies were encouraged to care for one another. Even Prince Blueblood was planning to do his part to give to those less fortunate than himself.

        Derpy: He’s not gonna be passing out milk and cookies.

        twow: It’ll be more like natural lemonade and cookies made out of shit.

The royal sisters walked peaceably through the long halls of Canterlot Castle. Celestia, goddess of the day, and Luna, goddess of the night, spoke in regal tones as they moved.

"We presume word hath reached thine ear, dear sister, of our nephew's depraved acts?" Celestia asked in a hushed royal Canterlot voice.

        twow: Wait, they KNEW?!

        Derpy: I guess?

twow: In that case, why didn’t Celestia flip her shit at Twilight’s death? I mean, that was her STUDENT!

"Yea," Luna responded in a similar tone, "The dressmaker's family, thy student, the gypsy and the distillers. Blueblood's deeds of cruelty hath spread throughout the kingdom. Rumors fly that he hath decreed that a select group of orphaned foals be brought into the castle."

"Then we must hurry before we are too late," Celestia said, as the sisters quickened their pace.

        Derpy: The princesses are gonna do something!

        twow: Anything less of castration is too little.

Blueblood could hardly contain his excitement in preparation for the night's activities. His friends were with him, Fancy Pants and Fleur-di-lis. The three of them stood in a round dining room with two tables; a rectangular one for the adults and a crescent-shaped table for the children.

        twow: I’da thought that the first table would have looked like a sun.

        Derpy: The carpenter ran out of time.

Everything was ornately decorated and immaculate in appearance. The three unicorns stood there, waiting eagerly for the rest of the guests to arrive.

The door suddenly opened as Filthy Rich walked in with two fillies; one pink and the other grey. The pink child had a smug look on her face that Blueblood had to admire seeing on one so young.

        twow: UGH.

        Derpy: twow, do you not like Diamond Tiara or something?

        twow: Fucking hate her. She reminds me of my third-grade “friends.”

Clearly she was used to getting everything she wanted. Behind her walked a blushing grey filly in a maid's outfit.

"This is my step daughter, Diamond Tiara," Filthy Rich said, gesturing to the pink filly. The prince bowed and walked over to kiss her hoof.

        twow: She then proceeded to stomp him in the face.

        Derpy: The dentist's bill was outrageous.

"Enchanting to meet you, my dear," Blueblood said, courteously.

"And with us tonight is Silver Spoon," Filthy Rich said, gesturing to the other filly, who did a timid curtsy, "She and her mother became my servants after her father racked up an enormous debt. The coward committed suicide in the wake of his bankruptcy, leaving his family to settle his debts through their servitude.

        twow: Wow. That was the way of the coward.

        Derpy: Twow!

        twow: He had a wife and daughter. You don’t just leave them like that.

" The grey filly gave a quiet sob. Filthy Rich ignored Silver Spoon's whimpering.

"Her job, as you can tell by her recently-acquired cutie mark, is to polish the silver." Filthy Rich added, gesturing towards Silver Spoon. Due to being similar in age, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon had become somewhat friends, but the pink filly was never afraid to lord her position as master over her servant.

        twow: Yup, that’s Diamond Tiara.

        Derpy: Your dislike of her better not be the only thing you dwell on.

"I take it the others have yet to arrive?" Filthy Rich asked, looking around.

"You're the first to make it, after us," Fancy Pants said, gesturing to Fleur and himself, "I can't imagine what's keeping those orphans."

        twow: “They started chasing a loaf of bread.”

As if in response to his words, the door opened again and four more children entered, three colts and one filly. They walked nervously, flanked on either side by guards as escorts. Obeying an order from the prince, the children had been recently cleaned in preparation for tonight.

        Derpy: Who thinks that that’ll change by the end of this?

        (twow spatially waves his hand)

        Derpy: Thought so.

With the exception of Diamond Tiara, all of the children wore apprehensive looks on their faces. No doubt tales of the prince's lascivious cruelty had reached their young ears. When the children had been delivered into the hooves of Prince Blueblood, the guards returned to their posts.

        twow: “At least we don’t have to watch this time.”

Blueblood approached the closest orphan, an orange pegasus, and asked for her name. She respectfully bowed her head before the prince, while still holding her ground.

"I''m Scootaloo," she said, "Why have you brought us here?" The three colts behind her listened anxiously for the answer.

        twow: “All we want is to feed you.”

        Derpy: “And don’t worry, it’s all natural.”

"Why my dear," Fancy Pants said, walking forward while chuckling, "The prince and his friends always have room at their table for beggars and orphans at this time of year." A rotund grey colt with a dark brown mane perked his ears up at the mention of a table. His fork and knife cutie mark wiggled as he waddled forward to speak.

        Derpy: It looked like a penguin.

        twow: Damn...

"You mean we're going to get to eat with you?" the colt asked, hopefully. Fleur walked up close and looked into his eyes.

"We have a special feast planned for everypony," she said, scrunching up her nose in a cute manner, "Tell me, my handsome young stallion, what is your name?"

        twow: I’m not sure that I like her tone.

"Truffle Shuffle," the colt said, blushing. He lowered his head as he lazily kicked at the air with his hoof, "We don't eat so well at the orphanage. I'm always hungry." To further emphasize the point, the colt's stomach rumbled. Fleur giggled.

        Derpy: Because hunger is funny. Okay.

        twow: Just as how rape is funny. Remember who we are reading about.

"I can assure you, you'll get your fill tonight," Blueblood said. When he saw that the fillies and colts were warming up to him, Blueblood approached the last two unidentified orphans.

"And what are your names?" the prince asked, "Tell me about yourselves." The first one to speak was a pinto earth pony colt with a thick cockney accent. He bowed before Prince Blueblood.

        twow: “Well, I’ve grown up learning about how you are a sadistic as-”

        Derpy: TWOW!

        twow: What? He IS!

"My name is Pip, your Majesty," the colt said, humbly, "My parents were but poor immigrants from Trottingham who died on the boat trip over to Canterlot. I arrived alone and was sent to live at the orphanage."

        Derpy: Aww, poor little guy.

        twow: He’s a strong one, I’ll give him that.

The last colt was still a bit dirty, in spite of his imposed bath. It was as if the dirt on him went all the way to his core. He was a skinny, sickly-looking pegasus with large ears and bad teeth. As the prince stood before the colt, the youth had the good sense to introduce himself.

        twow: Technically, they ALL did except for Diamond and Silver.

"My name's Featherweight," the colt said, sadly, "After my mother died when foaling me, I worked in the mines below Canterlot Castle, carting gems with my father. Not long after he died in a cave in, I became too distraught to work and was brought to the orphanage."

        twow: Hell, Rarity should go there to get her ge...oops.

        Derpy: Forgot about that, didn’t ya?

Blueblood ordered the children to stand in a straight line, which they did. Three fillies and three colts. Diamond Tiara resented being placed alongside her servant and four wretched beggars, but if it meant an audience with the prince, then she wouldn't complain.

        twow: Get the fuck over it.

        Derpy: Geez, twow.

        twow: Even in THIS universe, she’s being a little bitch.

Blueblood and his friends stared into the eyes of their young visitors. Some were excited, while most were nervous. Blueblood was about to ask the colts and fillies to turn around, when the doors burst open.

        Derpy: “You’re all getting whipped!”

        twow: “And none of you better like it!”

Celestia and Luna walked regally into the room. Everypony in the room bowed in reverence upon seeing the two sisters, except for Blueblood.

Even though Celestia and Luna were rarely if ever seen by the public, everypony in Equestria knew their faces.

        twow: That’s a duh moment.

 Tapestries and statues throughout the kingdom were adorned with their likenesses. The isolation from their subjects helped fuel their godlike mystique. The children dared not look up, fearing their eyes would melt if they gazed upon their radiant countenances.

        twow: So would they melt like in Indiana Jones?”

        Derpy: I was thinking more like in Drag Me to Hell.”

        twow: Why did I show you that again?

 Celestia wore a scowl on her face as she approached Blueblood.

"Nephew, what hast thou done?" Celestia asked regally, "We came to discuss with thee thy recent deeds and instead find thee with thy friends and a small host of children." Blueblood looked down, ashamed.

twow: If you do not remove his dick, I swear...

        Derpy: Finally! He’s gonna get what he deserves!

"I... I was about to inspect them for the Blue Moon Saturnalia," Blueblood said, reluctantly. Celestia and Luna exchanged glances before looking back at their nephew.

"We are very disappointed in thee, Blueblood..." Luna said, somberly. Blueblood lowered himself even further, before Celestia finished her sister's statement.

        twow: (cocks shotgun)

        Derpy: Excited twow?

        twow: Like you wouldn’t believe.

"We are disappointed that thou didst not wait for us!" Celestia said, smiling. Blueblood and his friends all raised their heads and beamed while breathing a sigh of relief. The children remained on the ground with their faces covered by their fore-hooves, unsure what exactly was happening.

        twow: Wait, what?

        Derpy: Just what IS this celebration?

"Thou knowest that the Blue Moon Saturnalia is our most favorite of celebrations," Luna said, "While thee and thy friends inspect the children, we shall instruct them on our history and our rules. Arise children."

        Derpy: Looks like it’s back to school.

        twow: I always enjoyed history.

Reluctantly, the children stood and cautiously opened their eyes. The fillies and colts stared at the sisters' hooves before slowly raising their eyes to view the princesses completely.

        twow: Wait! You aren’t wearing sunglasses!

The royal sisters were many things, but they were not goddesses. Without their assistance, the sun and moon followed their natural course in the heavens. Celestia and Luna viewed their pursuit of pleasure as the body's natural course and they were determined to follow it; no matter the cost.

        (twow and Derpy exchange looks)

        twow: Ahem. WHAT?!

The sisters' descent into debauchery began more than one thousand years ago. They had trained many libertines during that time; one of their most recent accomplishments being their nephew, Blueblood.

        Derpy: It’s THEIR fault that Blueblood’s a demented psycho?!

        twow: I WILL SLAUGHTER THIS AUTHOR.

Once they had won him over to their cause, he soon eclipsed them by the sheer volume of his depravity. Others amongst the Canterlot elite were soon inducted into their little group.

        twow: RRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAA...

        Derpy: twow! Calm yourself!

        twow: (breathing deeply) I’ll try...

One reason why the royal sisters didn't force all ponies to live debaucherous lives is because the libertine views were unpopular with a majority of citizens. For the impoverished peasants of Equestria, chastity, morality and fidelity were still cherished concepts.

Derpy: Not at the rate Blueblood’s going.

 The citizens viewed ethics as one of the few things in life they had any control over. The sisters didn't broadcast their activities because they didn't want to deal with a revolution fueled by moral outrage.

twow: Hey, remember how everypony watched while Blueblood forced Twilight to suck Shining’s dick? NOBODY GAVE A FUCK.

Their nephew on the other hand, was growing out of control and becoming more open with his debaucherous acts. It had gotten to the point where rumors of his salacious cruelty had begun to spread throughout Equestria.

        Derpy: Nopony’s gonna want to go to Canterlot.

        twow: I sense inflation.

The public act of forced fellatio during a heretical burning was the height of his flagrant impropriety. It was as if his desire to satisfy his depraved lusts had displaced reason in his judgments.

        twow: (glances though last chapters) Yup, that’s pretty much what’s happened.

The only thing stopping a full-blown revolution was the citizenry being too frightened to rise up against their betters, a weakness which Blueblood was only too happy to exploit.

        twow: We’re breaking. I am not ready for this.

        Derpy: Alright, twow.

        twow: Just...what the fuck.

Derpy: I can’t believe that the princesses are not only OKAY with what’s been going on...

        twow: ...it’s their fault.

        Derpy: That was the only thing I thought would be RIGHT about this story.

twow: Well, it’s not. And now we have two insane goddesses and a sick bastard prince along with three other fuckheads in a room with six foals.

        Derpy: I don’t know if I can do this anymore.

        twow: If you want Derpy, I’ll figure out a way for yo-

        Derpy: Not me twow. You.

        twow: What about me?

Derpy: You aren’t holding this well. You almost broke during Pinkie’s and Applejack’s chapter. This story is hurting you.

        twow: Well...

        Derpy: twow, it’s me. Your oldest pony friend. You KNOW that you can trust me.

twow: It’s basically the same shit I’ve said before Derpy. I’m doing this to get past my memories.

Derpy: But it’s deeper than that, otherwise this wouldn’t grate at you so much.

twow: (sighs) Look Derpy. One of the real reasons I hated those chapters was because it reminded me of my little sisters. I’d do whatever to protect them, but what if I couldn't? And what if it was my fault?

        Derpy: And...

twow: And the rape part, I know. I guess I wasn’t honest with you before. Yes,  I had a horrible incident in my past. And sometimes I still get haunted by those memories.

Derpy: (hugging twow) How about this? If you can complete this with me, I’ll give you a gift, alright?

        twow: I mean, you don’t ha-

        Derpy: No, I mean it. Please twow?

        twow: Alright. Only because you and Fluttershy are nigh impossible to say no to.

        Derpy: It’s a gift we have.

        *BUZZ*

        twow and Derpy: We’ve got story sign!

Blueblood commanded the children to stand at attention and face his aunts, which they did. Now that they were facing the other way, their buttocks were exposed before Blueblood and his friends. Their young rears would be the first thing examined.

        twow: They make good pillows.

Any defect in this area was grounds for immediate dismissal. Blueblood and his friends went from child to child, handling, sniffing and spreading their bottoms, inspecting them for quality. The children whined in protest at the unwanted touching.

        Derpy: “That’s reserved for spanking!”

        twow: “Or use as pillows!”

 As the adults continued to scrutinize the children's sphincter, they were pleased to report that nothing seemed amiss.

        twow: I mean, because you are all trained doctors and shit.

"We have to make sure you're healthy," Fleur said, compassionately as she deeply inhaled the scent of Featherweight's odious crack, "Once we're finished, we'll eat together."

To distract the children from the adult noses poking into their rears, Luna spoke with them about the philosophy of their movement.

        Derpy: Oh, this I GOTTA hear.

        twow: Nothing will make this right.

"We are a very exclusive group of libertines," Luna said to the children, "That means we are truly free; unencumbered by moral restraints, which are unnecessary and undesirable.

        twow: As opposed to being tied down by NOT being a sick fuck.

 Ponies are physical beings, so 'tis only natural that the things of most value in life are pleasures derived through physical senses." Luna walked up to the children and said her next words slowly and sensually, as though she were vividly describing her last orgasm.

        Derpy: Wut.

        twow: I’ll get the recorder.

"Sight. Hearing. Smell. Taste. Mmmm... Touch," Luna said, erotically. She closed her eyes and arched her eyebrows, while biting her lip and letting out a sensual moan.

        twow: Is...is she getting turned on by TALKING about it?!

        Derpy: I had no idea the princess had such a hair trigger.

 Silver Spoon gave a squeak as Fleur dabbed her tongue against the filly's bunghole. All of the adults disregarded her whimpered pleas for mercy. Celestia smiled as Luna walked back beside her sister and continued her speech.

twow: If she rubbed soap on her tongue, only then would I believe that she’s helping her.

Derpy: Could we use acid instead? 

"Whether ponies admit it or not, pleasure is the only intrinsic good," Luna said, "Our purpose is to maximize our levels of pleasure through decadent living. 'Tis our right and obligation to do everything within our power to achieve the greatest amount of pleasure possible."

        Derpy: But only for yourselves.

        twow: Pretty much, based on what we’ve seen so far.

 Her words were met with thunderous applause as Blueblood and his friends stomped their hooves in approval of Luna's words. She smiled and bowed her head.

        twow: “While all the children plotted her death.”

        Derpy: “Grab your torch and pitchforks!”

Once she had concluded her words, Luna stepped to the side, allowing Celestia to step forward. She glowered at the children as she unfurled her wings, causing the fillies and colts to flinch.

        twow: “It’s so bright!”

By this point, Blueblood and his friends had finished inspecting the children's bottoms and had moved on to their genitalia. Knocking their young hind-hooves further apart allowed the libertines a better view of the children's private parts. None of the children were aroused, but Blueblood knew that would soon change.

        twow and Derpy: No it won’t.

The adults began fondling the genitals of the fillies and colts.

        Derpy: O_O

        twow: Bad touch! Bad touch!

Filthy Rich rested his nose underneath Truffle Shuffle's tiny ball sack and sniffed at his scent. The stallion felt himself grow hard with anticipation at the thought of claiming the colt's chubby, virgin ass.

        twow: Well, I have no respect for him.

        Derpy: You had respect?!

"Please don't touch me there. You're making me feel funny," Truffle Shuffle said, as he shook with embarrassment, "I just wanted something to eat..."

        twow: Damn it. Couldn’t think of a song.

        Derpy: “If I only had a brain....”

        twow: And no idea how the hell you think that fits here.

The adults poked and prodded at the children with their fore-hooves, causing the fillies and colts to wince and moan with discomfort. Celestia barked for them to be silent.

        twow: “Now sit up!”

        Derpy: “Roll over and beg!”

 Once the children were standing stock still, the princess of the sun talked with the children about their situation.

"Tonight's feast ye shalt soon partake in is but a sample of what awaits thee within these walls," Celestia said. "Ye are all feeble creatures destined solely for our pleasures." Diamond Tiara panicked as a strange hoof moved across her marehood and she cried out to her stepfather.

        Derpy: I mean, at least she was honest?

        twow: The ONE TIME anypony’s been honest so far...

"Daddy, I don't want to be here!" the filly cried, "Take me home!" Diamond Tiara looked over at her stepfather, who was standing behind a mortified Featherweight. The stallion had lowered his head and was using his mouth to suck on the colt's dirty balls.

        twow: There isn’t enough Crest in the UNIVERSE.

        Derpy: Dude! Use some mouthwash!

Diamond Tiara stared at her stepfather with disgust as Celestia walked over to her. The princess leaned in close and looked at the pink filly, who turned her head back towards Celestia and immediately began quaking in fear.

        twow: Earthquake!

"I trust that thou hast not deluded thyself into supposing that the same considerations given thee in the outside world would be accorded to thee in this place," Celestia said to Diamond Tiara, "Thou art one thousand times more subjugated in here than thou wouldst be outside as a slave.

twow: Fucking Canterlot speech. It’s a trial enough suffering through this damn thing, but now I have to translate it?!

Derpy: You’re sitting next to a pony that’s an expert in five different languages. I got this.

Don't let thy stepfather's position in our inner circle embolden you. If thou hadst hoped for us to indulge thee with leniency on his account, thou wouldst be most gravely mistaken. No attachment by blood or marriage is sacred in the view of ponies like ourselves. The more cherished a relationship, the more our perversity will be stimulated upon seeing it ruptured."

        Derpy: What.

        twow: Damn it Derpy.

Most of the children were whimpering. They were too scared to move, being constantly groped and surrounded on all sides by salacious adults. The two sisters, whom the children regarded as the gods of this world, watched the molestation unfold with passive amusement.

        twow: I’m surprised they aren’t gushing waterfalls. (smacked by Derpy)

"Ye must expect naught but humiliation," Celestia said, addressing the children, "Obedience is the one virtue welcome within these walls. No other one will befit thy present state."

Silver Spoon was used to obeying orders, having already spent years as a lowly servant. She resisted the urge to struggle as the libertines took turns groping her vagina.

        Derpy: She’s a brave filly.

        twow: I would have already bucked some teeth in.

 Silver Spoon only hoped that by acquiescing to their demands, she might be shown mercy and allowed to return home to her mother. Almost as if Celestia read her mind, the princess' next words dashed the filly's hopes.

        Derpy: Did she really dash them?

        twow: Course not. She threw them on the GROUND!!!!

"Above all, do not think to rely upon thy charms," Celestia said, "We are utterly indifferent to those snares. Bear in mind that we will make use of you all. Don't delude thyselves into imagining that ye will be able to inspire any feeling of pity in us. What sympathy will ye tender to us that we shall not grind beneath our hooves?"

        twow: Well, how about the fact that they are FOALS?!?!

        Derpy: I just wanna know how they got so twisted.

Scootaloo was the only one who had not yet completely succumbed to fear. Even amidst the unwanted poking and prodding of her marehood, she stood defiantly against her molesters. The filly had only an inkling of the horrors that awaited her,

        twow: The sad part is, so do we.

        Derpy: But we’re here for you twow.

 but she was determined to weather this storm, as she had weathered the many previous ones in her young life. Celestia saw a fire of resistance in her eyes, and gleefully looked forward to squelching it.

        twow: With a HAMMER!

        Derpy: “It’s brilliant, BRILLIANT I tell you!”

"It is useless to conceal thy fate from you," Celestia said, "Thy services shall be arduous, painful and rigorous, and the slightest infraction shall be handled immediately with strict punishments. Hence, we must recommend ye exercise prompt exactness, submissiveness, and complete self-denial, which will leave thee heeding naught but our desires.

        twow: Can they even understand what she’s saying?

        Derpy: They’re just smiling and nodding.

 Let them be thine only laws. Fly to do their bidding; anticipate them and cause them to come to terms. Not that you have much to gain by doing this. Do it simply because, by not observing it, ye shalt have a great deal more to lose."

        twow: Remember that Bingo game I made?

        Derpy: The one about everything Bronystories does in his fics?

        twow: Yeah. I think we can start that now.

        Derpy: Why is the free space “rape?”

        twow: Because it’s GONNA happen.

Scootaloo had the boldness to stare into Celestia's eyes as she spoke. The other children cowered before the princess and flinched at the fondling of their genitals. Scootaloo remembered the pious nuns who loved and cared for her, as well as the other orphans.

        twow: Alright, we got Crying. Anal bleeding. Incest. "Massive girth." "Unbridled lust." False hope. "Sphincter." Watersports. "Gaping" anything. Journal. Murder. Did I miss anything?

Derpy: Alliteration. Marehood. A few others.        

She knew that they just needed to endure these afflictions a little longer until their guardians could come to their rescue. This hope was also dashed by the cruel tone of Celestia.

        twow: Would that be counted as false hope?

        Derpy: Nope. She’s been pretty clear about what’s gonna happen.

"The sooner you relinquish the notion of rescue, the sooner you can devote all thy thoughts and efforts to thy duties," Celestia said, "Ye are within the inner walls of Canterlot Castle, an impregnable fortress from which there is no escape. Nopony in Equestria can ever hope to find you in here. Ye are beyond the reach of thy friends and family.

        Derpy: Unless somepony has a Deus ex.

        twow: And uses it to castrate Blueblood.

 Insofar as the world is concerned, ye are already dead. Each breath you take from this point on is by our pleasure and for our pleasure only." At the mention of family, Silver Spoon began to sob for her mother, who she imagined even now, was worried sick over her missing daughter.

twow: Guess they ninja stole her.

Derpy: At least we know that she’s gonna live.

At this point, all the children's genitals had been thoroughly examined. The fillies and colts would not be using their privates for at least a month, but it was nevertheless important for the libertines to make sure that the children had serviceable equipment when the time came.

        twow: I mean, that’s really important.

        Derpy: Gotta be healthy.

As the fillies and colts stood there whimpering, Celestia informed the children of exactly who they were dealing with.

        twow: Six fucked up assholes. That was easy.

"You mayest wonder what kind of ponies ye are now subject to," Celestia said, "My sister gave an excellent summation. Sufficient to say, we are libertines. Ponies known for their profound and recognized cruelty. We have no master but our carnal hungers.

        twow: What about morals?

        Derpy: They all involve sex. ALL of them.

No laws but our depravity. No care but for our debauchery. In short, we are immoral, unprincipled profligates and the least among us is guilty of more assaults on what is considered good and decent than ye couldst number."

        twow: .........

        Derpy: Ow, my brain. Did you understand anything she said.

        twow: Not a word.

Pip's lip trembled. He thought back to the worst day of his life; the day when he watched as his parents' lifeless bodies were thrown overboard. The emotions he felt on that day paled in comparison to the sorrow he felt now. Celestia attempted to inspire the children with words of encouragement.

        Derpy: This’ll be interesting.

        twow: “Show no fear, young ones. At least you will be making somepony smile.”

"Show patience, submission, and courage," Celestia said, "Take comfort in the fact that we are not meant to exist forever in this world. The most fortunate fate that can befall a pony is to die young, before experience renders their past pleasures stale."

        twow: I STILL have no damn idea what she said.

        Derpy: If they’re lucky, the princesses will have a stroke.

Featherweight shook with fear. He reflected on the sacrifice of his father, who gave his own life to save his only son from the cave in. Featherweight would have preferred if the rocks had been allowed to crush him had he but known that this was to be his fate.

        Derpy: Poor little tyke...

        twow; Damn it! I HAD a song for this...

"In short, shudder, tremble, anticipate and obey," Celestia said, "Do all of this and if ye are very fortunate, perhaps ye will not be completely miserable. See that there be no plotting amongst you. No alliances formed. None of that ridiculous friendship between thee which is wholly unfitting for the simple humiliation to which ye are fated by us.

        twow: I get it. They don’t want the magic of friendship getting in the way.

        Derpy: Wouldn’t this trial bring them all closer together?

We regard thee not as ponies, but as lesser beasts that one feeds in return for their services, and which one withers with blows when they refuse to be put to use."

        twow: I think they’d rather be Gone with the Wind.

With those words Celestia stepped down and Blueblood stood where she had been. He addressed his friends and his aunts, detailing the rules for the One Hundred and Twenty Days of Blueblood.

        Derpy: Is this a yearly event?

"The Blue Moon Saturnalia is so named because it takes place under the thirteenth full moon of the year," Blueblood said, "It also marks one hundred and twenty days prior to my natal day.

        twow: What, your birthday?

        Derpy: Why didn’t you just say that then?

 As a build up to that annual celebration in April, tonight will begin the One Hundred and Twenty Days of Blueblood." The children stared at the prince as he explained their new duties to his friends.

        twow: So rude.

        Derpy: I know! If it’s the children that have to do it, then address them!

"The children shall perform as bidden, catering to my own likings and desires, as well as the likings and desires of my aunts and my friends," Blueblood said, "Intentionally, they shall not receive pleasure, but only give pleasure to us.

        Derpy: Wouldn’t it be better if they enjoyed it as well?

        twow: Remember the rape aspect...

        Derpy: Right.

 Their asses shall remain untouched until they become knowledgeable in every form of debauchery; only then will their seals be broken. They ought not think that they can spare their behinds from our wrath by shirking their duties in servicing us. Any lack of progress will be met with immediate and acute punishment."

        twow: How the hell are they gonna measure their progress?

        Derpy: With a ruler!

        twow: (facepalm)

As the prince continued speaking, servants entered the room, carting in table settings. The children watched as plates and bowls were set on the table. The servants, who dared not look at anypony, had learned to keep their eyes firmly on their work.

        twow: “Why did I glue my eyes to this plate?!”

"Nopony, whether male or female, shall be allowed to practice any sort of cleanliness, but must reek in their own filth," Blueblood said, "It is also strictly forbidden for a child to relieve themselves anywhere save in a specific room, which has been outfitted and intended for this purpose and all are forbidden to go there without individual and special permission, which shall often be refused."

        Derpy: Wut.

        twow: So...them being dirty is a turn-on? Okay.

 The mentioning of bathrooms made Truffle Shuffle realize that he needed to relieve himself as his intestines churned.

        twow and Derpy: TIMING!

"At the start of each morning, all the children's rooms will be searched," Blueblood said, "If evidence is found that a child has relieved themselves in the night, the delinquent shall be condemned to suffer the penalty of death." The chubby colt's eyes went wide and he crossed his hind legs, determined to hold it in for as long as necessary.

twow: Hey Blueblood, these are foals. They have small bladders. How the FUCK do you think they are gonna be able to hold it in?!

        Derpy: Uh, maybe they have to drink it?

        twow: I just barfed in my mouth Derpy.

"After breakfast, all youth are to pair off with a libertine and cater to their every carnal desire until a respite occurs in the form of the evening meal," Blueblood said, "At the conclusion of the meal, all shall pass into the salon for the orgies. The salon shall be heated to an unusually high temperature, and illuminated by chandeliers.

        twow: “Those chandeliers better NOT BE DIRTY.”

        Derpy: “And everypony bring extra toothpaste!”

 Everything shall be in disarray and everyone shall be sprawled on the floor and shall change, commingle, entwine, couple incestuously, adulterously and sodomistically." Fleur kissed Fancy Pants on the cheek as he rubbed her thigh anxiously with his fore-hoof.

        twow: How’s the incest part gonna...oops.

        Derpy: Princesses twow. Remember that.

        twow: It’s gonna be on the test. Right.

"Unless otherwise stated, the deflowering of the children shall be at all times banned," Blueblood said, "That being the sole exception, all participants are encouraged to surrender themselves to every excess and debauchery imaginable.

        Derpy: You need to add “OOC” to this Bingo board twow.

        twow: I’ll make a note.

When the time for said deflowerings occurs, it shall be at the moment and in the circumstances that those operations are to be performed. Once a child has been fully initiated, they shall be made available for every enjoyment, in all manners and at all times.

        twow: What, are there time limits?

 The orgies shall cease at precisely two in the morning and all shall retire to bed. Such shall be the daily order of procedures."

        Derpy: That’s assuming the foals haven’t passed out already.

        twow: They’ll keep going. I have no doubt in that.

At the conclusion of these remarks, the servants finished setting the plates and had moved on to placing cups and punch bowls on the table. The children noticed that everything was empty, but were soon distracted from that as Blueblood addressed them again.

        twow: They gotta bring the food out first.

"Should any child in some way refuse anything demanded of them, even when incapacitated or when said thing is impossible, they shall be punished with utmost severity," Blueblood said, "It is the child's responsibility to find the ways and means to fulfill any desire, no matter how irrational."

        Derpy: “I want that orange one to fly upside down while surfing on a thundercloud.”

Scootaloo's heart pounded in her chest as she tried in vain to formulate a plan of escape. The looming horror of the degradation that awaited them was preventing her from formulating ideas.

"Any evidence of disrespect or lack of submission by a child during the debaucherous activities, shall be esteemed as one of the gravest of faults and shall be one of the most cruelly punished,"

        twow: “You shall get raped MORE!” (smacked by Derpy)

        Derpy: That’s awful!

        twow: But it’s true.

Blueblood said, "All are encouraged to employ none but the most lascivious language and remarks indicative of the greatest debauchery. Make frequent use of filthiest, the most harsh, and the most profane of expressions.

        twow: “Make sure to use the word “poopy-head” all the time.”

        Derpy: “Also, “dum-dum” is a good one.”

 Anypony who fails to comply with any one of these rules, or who decides to act in accordance with a single glimmer of common sense or moderation and above all to spend a single day without retiring dead drunk to bed, shall be severely chastised." Blueblood's friends let out a united cry of "hear, hear!"

        Derpy: Do the FOALS have to be drunk as well?

        twow: They aren’t gonna have livers at the end of this.

Having finished his address Blueblood stepped back and Princess Luna stepped forward to express her insistence that the children follow these rules.

"The instructions ye hath just heard are very wise and well-designed for thy safety and for our pleasures," Luna said,

        twow: “Actually, I’m going to call lying on that.”

        Derpy: At least the first part.

"Obey them blindly, and expect the worst from us should we be irritated by thy misbehavior." Seeing that all the table settings were in place, Celestia addressed the children.

        twow: Geez. Are they gonna EAT now?!

        Derpy: I just want this all to end.

"Now that ye hath been instructed on how to conduct thyself, we may now commence the Blue Moon Saturnalia feast!" Celestia said, excitedly. She then instructed the children to each take a seat at the crescent-shaped table. They did so reluctantly, as their young minds were still trying in vain to process and make sense of what was happening to them.

        twow: And trying to understand what the FUCK she was saying.

        Derpy: It’s not that hard twow!

        twow: Says the pony that is fluent in GIBBERISH.

Blueblood's friends took their seats at the libertine's table, while Blueblood, Celestia and Luna stood in between the two tables and surveyed all the empty dishes. Celestia walked over to the children's table.

        twow: Wait, they didn’t serve the food yet.

        Derpy: She’s probably telling them about table manners.

"As new guests, 'tis only right for ye to sample the feast first," Celestia said, "I believe this colt was the most desirous to eat, so he shalt be tended to first." Celestia walked up to Truffle Shuffle and smiled, before turning around quickly. She lifted her tail and exposed her ass to him. The colt stared at Celestia's privates and blushed.

        twow: Whoa there princess! Getting frisky already?

        Derpy: At least serve the punch first!

"Dinner is served!" Celestia shouted, as a loud fart spluttered from her ass. The smell of her gas soon permeated throughout the room.

        twow: Not enough Glade in the world.

 The fumes caused the children to wretch and their eyes to water. The adults joyfully inhaled the princess' noxious aroma. Having grown familiar with her stench of her feces, the rancid smell was arousing to the libertines.

        Derpy: That... is a new one.

        twow: I don’t even...WHAT?!

A dark brown turd began to crown, before slipping out of Celestia's rectum and landing with a plop onto Truffle Shuffle's plate. All the children stared at Celestia's soft and lumpy shit with disgust. Suddenly, they became distracted from the grotesque display by the sound of sloshing liquid.

        twow and Derpy: ..........................................

        Derpy: I’m...just...gonna...check that off...

 The children turned their heads and watched as Luna had her back to a formerly-empty punch bowl and was happily filling it with her piss.

        twow: Don’t forget the lemons.

"Fret not, little children," Luna said, "We shalt soon quench thy thirst!" When the punch bowl was filled to the brim with her hot urine, Luna levitated each of the children's glasses over and filled them up. The cups were returned, filled with her dark golden liquid.

        Derpy: Ew.

        twow: Luna, you need more water in your diet.

Scootaloo stared horrified at what she was witnessing. She realized that the adults here were completely mad.

twow: Ya just NOW figured that out?!

 Scootaloo knew that she and all the other children were going to die here unless they figured out a plan of escape.

Celestia moved in front of each child in turn, shitting out their dinner. A disgusting blast of flatulence preceded the emergence of each new bowel movement.

        twow: I guess she was really move...i can’t.

        Derpy: (hugging twow) It’s okay...

Celestia's alabaster face grew red as she excreted wet turds onto the various plates. None of the children dared sample their nauseating meal. Once she had provided her waste for all the children, she turned to watch them consume it.

        Derpy: .........................

        twow: And I thought this couldn’t get fucking worse.

        Derpy: But.....they’re foals. And the princesses....

        twow: We’re stopping. Right the fuck NOW.

        Pinkie: (from TV) twow, I had no idea....

        twow: What the FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK?!

Derpy: I thought the whole story was just gonna be about messed up raping, but not THIS!

twow: This story has sunk to an all time low. Now only are they going to torture foals, but their....grrrrrrrr...

        Derpy: twow, calm down! It’s not healthy to get so mad!

        twow: You can’t blame me Derpy! What if it was Dinky in there?

        Derpy: They would never find the bodies.

        twow: EXACTLY.

        (A banging and crash is heard from the other side of the TV)

        twow: What the...Pinkie, what’s going on?

        Pinkie: Uh...oh! Hi Steel!

Steel: (Comes on screen, sitting down by Pinkie with his eyes blindfolded.) You have no idea how hard it was to get here. Twow, bud, you hangin’ in there?

twow: Nope.

Derpy: This chapter hit him really hard.

Steel: Chapter 5, right? Went through all 9 beforehand. Given my threat earlier, decided to drop by with a blindfold. If I don’t see him, I won’t severely injure him.

twow: He SHOULD be in there I thought, Pinkie?

Pinkie: He left. I have no idea why.

Steel: Probably heard me coming. Oh, Twow, I’ve got a question actually... where’s Fallen’s armory?

twow: Around Sugarcube Corner, why?

Steel: Preparing for the future. You’ll make it through this, twow, and I’ve got the exact reason why.

twow: And that reason is?

Derpy: And it better not be the Reason.

Steel: Well, recently, all I’ve been eating is veg and fruit. Not good. But you know... (Steel grins with quite a sinister expression) I’ve never tried pony before. So I need access to a few weapons... and we’ll all go hunting, eh?

Pinkie and Derpy: STEEL!

twow: That’s funny as all hell.

Steel: Ears, ladies, ears! Ow... (Rubs his ear from being right next to Pinkie.)

Derpy: You’re kidding, right?

Steel: When it comes to Blueblood? I wanna say yes, but after reading this story, I’m on the fence. And by God, I’m hungry. But anyone else? I’m friends with most of you, how could I eat you?

twow: I already want to throw a lot of sharp objects at him.

Derpy: You two are insane.

Steel: When you serve in the Explorers, it’s a needed trait.

twow: True. I think we should be able to get through this now. Thank you Steel.

Steel: No problem. Oh, and whenever you’re reading this story, just imagine Blueblood hornless, wingless, and at your complete mercy. Trust me, it helps a lot.

twow: I don’t have to. He’s gonna be like that after we get out of here. Let’s get back to it Derpy.

Derpy: Okay. I got my Bingo sheet.

*BUZZ*

twow and Derpy: We’ve got story sign!

"Eat up," Celestia commanded. The children whimpered, but didn't approach their food.

        twow: I WONDER WHY.

 Celestia was losing her temper.

"THOU SHALT EAT MY SHIT!" Celestia shouted angrily, invoking the Royal Canterlot Voice, which caused the windows and light fixtures to rattle.

        (twow and Derpy exchange glances, then bust up laughing)

        Derpy: I imagined her really saying that!

        twow: I can’t EVEN!

With extreme reluctance, the children leaned forward and timidly nibbled at the fecal slop. Celestia felt her marehood grow moist as she tried to imagine the revulsion the children were experiencing as they feasted on her piping-hot shit. She was so desensitized by her libertine lifestyle, that she could scarcely remember what utter disgust felt like anymore.

        twow: Don’t worry. We can do it for you.

        Derpy: Yes! I got marehood!

Featherweight sampled Celestia's mushy stool with fear and trembling. He took a small bite into his mouth and started to chew.  It had a chunky texture with the consistency of porridge and somehow managed to taste worse than it smelled, which the colt would have assumed was a physical impossibility.

        twow: I can say that I believe that.

        Derpy: (barfs)

        twow: And I was expecting that.

The shit molested the children's tongues in a more thorough and humiliating way than their recent genital molestation.

One bite of the foul manure was enough to make Truffle Shuffle want to vomit, but he feared what would happen to him if he did. Reluctantly, he swallowed, sending the shit down towards his unwilling stomach.

        Derpy: That can NOT be healthy.

        twow: Sure it is! If they wanna be sick for a long time..

        Derpy: Do you know that for a fact?

        twow: Disprove that.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were no longer master and servant, but equals in the eyes of the libertines. The two fillies sobbed as they forced themselves to consume Celestia's royal waste. The shit had stained their lips brown and traces of her scat coated their teeth.

        twow: Toothpaste of the future.

        Derpy: And it’s all natural!

Pip grabbed his cup with no regard for the origin of its contents and drank from it deeply, hoping desperately to wash the taste of shit from his mouth. Luna's hot piss washed over his tongue and he swallowed her acrid urine until his cup was completely drained. The colt shuddered in revulsion as he set his empty cup down and stared fearfully at the rest of his meal.

        twow: Alright, I got “piss” and “scat.”

        Derpy: So did I!

        twow: Did I give you the lucky board or does this universe just hate me?

The libertines sat with empty plates and were fully entertained as they watched the children struggle to finish their fecal feast.

        twow: Yes! Alliteration!

        Derpy: Awwwww.

Eager to feed her nephew's friends, Luna walked over to the seated libertines and hiked her tail up. The three ponies stared in reverent awe at the princess of the night's puckered shithole.

        Derpy: “Shield your eyes! It’s a black hole!”

 Over the course of decades of debauchery, all the libertines in Canterlot had developed a taste for scat and were eager to consume Luna's tish.

"We shalt nourish thee with our waste!" Luna said, as she strained to produce a meal for the libertines. She unclenched her anus while standing over Fleur's plate.

        twow: Um. I got nothing.

        Derpy: She better be careful, or she’s gonna get it all over her face.

 Fleur couldn't wait to sample her meal and leaned forward, placing her lips around the source. The princess cooed as she felt the mare give her a rimjob.

        twow: “Damn it! Stop hitting the backboard!”

"We thank thee for thy skilled tongue," Luna said, "Now enjoy the fruits of thy labor!"

Fleur felt a turd press against her tongue as it spread Luna's rectal walls. Pulling her tongue out, Fleur licked around the princess' anal ring as the large log began to slide out. Fleur started licking the shit as it crowned, savoring its rancid taste and breathing in its unholy stench.

        Derpy: Well, it got the unholy part right.

        twow: Downright diabolical.

 When a couple inches were poking out of Luna's sphincter, Fleur put her mouth over the turd and bit it off, chewing and swallowing it happily. Luna squeezed out the remainder of the bitten log, allowing it to land on Fleur's plate for her to finish.

        twow: BLUH.

        Derpy: It’s like a Toostie Roll!

        twow: Now I can never eat those again. Thanks for that.

The mare leaned forward and kissed Luna's shit-covered asshole. The princess was so startled by this that she let loose with a wet fart that filled Fleur's nostrils and stung her eyes. Fancy Pants and Filthy Rich both chuckled as the mare gagged and gasped for breath.

        twow: Oh yeah. That’s funny.

        Derpy: (mumbling) Dang, I don’t have farting...

Moving next to Fancy Pants, Luna groaned as she released an enormous log onto the stallion's plate. The long segment of shit stretched Luna's asshole wide on its way out. The girth and length of her turd would cause any stallion's member to appear inferior by comparison. The shaft of smelly shit shattered Fancy Pants' plate as it landed with a thud on the table.

        twow: What the hell did she EAT?!

        Derpy: And that use of alliteration makes me sad, because I don’t have that one.

Fleur and Filthy Rich began to happily consume the royal refuse. Luna's firmly-packed shit sent shivers of perverse pleasure up the spines of the mare and stallion.

While Luna shat out Filthy Rich's dinner, Celestia pissed into a punchbowl to provide the libertines with drinks. Filthy Rich immediately drained his cup when it was returned to him and asked for a refill, which Celestia was only too happy to oblige.

        twow: She still had piss to spare?

        Derpy: They must have bottomless bladders.

No sooner had Celestia returned Filthy Rich's cup with a refill, when Prince Blueblood placed his mouth over her asshole. Knowing what her nephew desired, she squeezed her liquidy shit into his mouth, which filled his cheeks. The prince kept his mouth closed, allowing the taste and texture to cover his tongue.

        twow: (barfs)

        Derpy: Not even YOU can keep this up, oh great twow.

        twow: Shut up Derpy.

Walking over to Luna, Blueblood kissed her open-mouthed. He used his tongue to slide Celestia's shit from his mouth to hers. She gagged slightly as the runny waste flowed into her mouth, while small traces dribbled down her chin.

        twow: And...we have incest. I have that one.

        Derpy: So do I, but I need vomiting to win.

Once she had managed to take her sister's mushy shit inside her mouth, Luna trotted over to Celestia and kissed her. Celestia's body tingled as her slimy, brown excrement slid past her lips. This waste had traveled in two different mouths before returning to its creator. When her mouth was filled with her own shit, Celestia sloshed it around happily, before swallowing it.

        twow: Mouthwash of the future. I just said that.

        Derpy: Ya know, I don’t have to go to the bathroom anymore.

The royal family stood in the middle of the dining room and watched as equally sickening events unfolded around them. The children were all crying as they forced themselves to swallow the last of Celestia's shit. Their faces were all green and several looked as though they were on the verge of vomiting.

        Derpy: Vomit! Vomit!

        twow: You’re really calling for a bunch of kids to barf up shit.

        Derpy: Is it bad that I really want to win this Bingo game?

        twow: Tiny bit.

The three libertines on the other end of the room were enjoying themselves much more. They were happily devouring Luna's shit and drinking Celestia's piss. Fancy Pants dribbled some of his drink down his front, staining part of his white coat yellow.

        twow: Like a dandelion.

        Derpy: It’s not gonna bloom.

 Fleur had a big, brown ring of shit coating her mouth, which she licked away with her tongue. Filthy Rich, who enjoyed well seasoned food, decided to add his own special sauce to his meal. The stallion lifted himself up on the table with one fore-hoof, while his other fore-hoof stroked his member.

        twow: “Gotta get some mayo up in this bitch!”

 The stallion groaned as he came on Luna's shit. He then lifted up the foul-smelling, semen-coated turd and put it in his mouth. Watching a stallion cum on her bodily waste before eating it gave Luna an idea.

        Derpy: “It involved a banana.”

"Nephew," Luna said to Blueblood, "Wouldst thou do us the honor of preparing 'Foals on a Boat' for us?" Blueblood smiled and said he would do anything for his aunts.

        twow: So if they came in here and asked you to die, would you do it?

        Derpy: I’m down with that.

Blueblood levitated an empty punch bowl and stood above it. He filled a punch bowl with his piss before turning around and shitting into it. One long, brown turd splashed into the bowl, sloshing urine onto the stone floor. His aunts stared at their nephew's shit as it floated on top of a foamy sea of warm stallion piss

        twow: It’s the S.S.Excrement.

. Blueblood then sat on his haunches over her bowl and began to stroke his stallionhood. Taking careful aim, Blueblood ejaculated so that his semen landed on top of his floating turd.

"There you have it!" Blueblood said proudly, "Foals on a Boat!"

        Derpy: Uh, okay?

twow: Apparently he doesn’t react when he cums. I know that I wouldn’t have been        able to aim that shit.

Luna licked her lips as she used her magic to levitate the cum-drizzled turd out of the bowl. The soaked log dripped urine onto the floor as Luna kept it suspended before her face.

"Wouldst thou deign to join us in sampling our nephew's salty repast?" Luna asked her sister. Celestia replied that she would with an eager grin.

        twow: They needed their daily sodium intake.

        Derpy: And Vitamin C!

The two princesses opened their lips and slid their mouths around one end of the turd until they met in the middle. The sisters kissed as they swirled the shit around on each other’s tongues. Blueblood's cum stuck to the roof of their mouths like peanut butter.

        twow: Annnnnd, now I won’t be eating that either. Damn it.

        Derpy: You can still eat jelly!

 The alicorns happily chewed the mixture of their nephew's shit, piss and cum. Finally, they swallowed their mushy meal, before they resumed kissing.

Having miraculously finished their meals without vomiting, the children sat in their seats, panting and shaking from revulsion.

        Derpy: Wow. Why did the story want to focus on the adults again?

        twow: No clue. But those are some strong ass fillies.

Celestia broke her kiss with her sister and walked over to Scootaloo. The orange pegasus stared straight ahead, unable to focus on anything. The filly had mentally-withdrawn from what she was eating and simply forced herself to finish her fecal food in a desperate attempt to save her sanity. Her lower lip quivered and her whole body convulsed as it struggled to keep her meal down.

        twow: I would have barfed. No contest.

        Derpy: Well, you already HAVE.

        twow: True.

Celestia leaned in close and used her tongue to lick a stray piece of her shit that clung stubbornly to Scootaloo's cheek. The filly scarcely acknowledged the Princess' presence, as she was too traumatized to react to anything at the moment.

        Derpy: What would have she done anyway? Start singing a song?

        twow: “It’s so great to be a-” (smacked by Derpy)

        Derpy: Stop that.

Fleur licked her plate clean of any shit that remained. Fancy Pants was only able to finish half of the titanic tish produced by Luna. Wanting to find a use for it, the stallion levitated the remaining shit with his magic and shoved it down until is covered the first half of his member. Fancy Pants sat on his haunches as he screwed Luna's shit.

        Derpy: WUT.

        twow: That’s...all natural lube! Waste not, want not.

 The fudge-like texture of her waste felt glorious as it massaged his dick. Fancy Pants moaned loudly as he came inside the turd. When he pulled out, the stallion left a deep hole in the center of Luna's log.

        twow: Remember that Derpy. It’ll be on the test.

        Derpy: (holding a pen) Got it!

Even though he was already quite full from finishing his own meal, Filthy Rich couldn't pass up an opportunity to sample some cum-filled crap. He asked Fancy Pants if he was planning to finish his food. The gentlecolt graciously offered the rest of his meal to his friend.

        twow: What a guy.

        Derpy: I know! He even politely used alliteration!

 Filthy Rich took the turd greedily into his mouth and sucked out Fancy Pants' semen along with any errant clumps of loose shit that became caught in the flow.

Once Filthy Rich had swallowed all of Fancy Pants' discharge, the businesscolt ate the remainder of Luna's log in three large bites.

        Derpy: That’s not safe! You’re gonna have splinters all in your mouth!

        twow: (facepalm 2X combo)

When everypony had cleaned their plates, Blueblood commanded the children to stand. They did so wearily and slowly shuffled their feet to stand in line. None of them dared to speak or make any kind of noise, lest opening their mouths serve as a tempting exit for their recent meal.

        twow: I doubt they have the capacity to think right now.

        Derpy: Being scared for life and all that.

In spite of not talking, the children made a small symphony of guttural sounds. Their stomachs churned and rumbled in protest upon receiving such a worthless and potentially harmful meal. They resisted their natural urge to vomit up the shit they had consumed and instead teetered miserably where they stood.

        Derpy: BINGO!

        twow: That doesn’t count!

        Derpy: But they ALMOST barfed!

        twow: ...fine.

Blueblood was simultaneously impressed and disappointed that the children had managed to keep Celestia's shit down. One of the most enjoyable aspects from previous years was watching the children finish their meal, only to vomit it back up.

        twow: I have half a mind to take back that win...

        Derpy: But you won’t because you like me and I’m so adorable!

        twow: That’s not even FAIR...

 When that happened, a second child would be commanded to lick all of the first child's vomit off of the floor. This often resulted in the second child puking, perpetuating the cycle until everypony's vomit was swallowed by somepony else.

        twow: Who knows how long that would take?

        Derpy: “Whoa! You had blue stuff come up! I call that pile!”

Fancy Pants, Filthy Rich and Fleur led the children out of the dining room and into their new living quarters in the recently cleaned dungeons below the castle. Prince Blueblood stood beaming beside his aunts as he watched the children leave. He knew that tomorrow the real fun would commence.

        twow: “Tomorrow, we will break out the cream soda!”

        Derpy: “And remember, it’s all natural!”

"So it begins," Blueblood said joyfully, "The start of another One Hundred and Twenty Days of

Blueblood!"

        twow: “Bring all of your condoms!”

        Derpy: Come on twow, we’re done here.

        twow: But...

        Derpy: No. Let’s go.

        Pinkie: (from TV) I hate to ask, but are you okay?

        twow: No. That was the worst. I really didn’t think it could have gotten THAT bad.

        Derpy: Neither did I. And we’ve read some sick stuff together.

        twow: Yeah...

Steel: You know what they say about being blind and all the senses being heightened as a result? (Turning a bit green) I really wish that wasn’t true... augh, that smell’s just sick.

Blueblood: (from TV) So, how was this chapter?

twow: Where in the mother of FUCK was your ass?!

Blueblood: I had to prepare for a future chapter.

Derpy: You are horrible, you know that?! How could you do this to us?!

Blueblood: I really grow tired of explaining myself over and over.

twow: It doesn’t matter. I already have plans to brutally eviscerate you after this.

Blueblood: With what?

twow: A butter knife.

Blueblood: .....

Pinkie: Derpy, you can go now. I’m sorry about that.

(The lab doors unlock and open.)

Derpy: (hugging twow) Stay strong twow. You’ve passed the halfway point.

twow: I’ll try. Promise.

(Derpy gives twow a final squeeze and leaves, the doors shutting behind her.)

Steel: 4 chapters to go, man. The light’s in sight.

twow: I know. This doesn’t get any easier though. If you don’t mind, I need to rest for a while.

Steel: No problem. I’ll be in here if y’need me. And Blueblood? If you wouldn’t mind moving to the next room, my hearing’s pretty good and I’ve got a lead pipe off hand... and one hell of a back swing.

twow: Pinkie, try to keep any murder from taking place, please?

Pinkie: I will twow. Get some rest.

*BUZZ*

twow: I’ve got break sign!