A word before the Story

Act 1 - The surprise

The sun was shining and Applebloom was having one of the greatest days of her life. Everything had lined up so perfectly that the only thing that could make this better was if she got her cutie mark! She got excited as she thought of Twist’s invitation to help with a video would help Applebloom get her cutie mark. Twist…. Applebloom hadn’t thought of Twist in such a long time. They hadn’t talked since she met Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. She slowed her pace to wonder if they we’re even friends… no…. why would Twist invite her over if they weren’t friends? Her pace sped back up as she thought of her cutie mark again. If only Applebloom knew how wrong she was. Twist wasn’t her friend… and that’s exactly why Twist invited her over.
Applebloom knocked on the door and waited for Twist.
“Hello Applebloom!” Twist spoke with her slight slur.
“Hey Twist!” Applebloom responded.
“Whada ya need me fur, Twist?”
“Oh… wait here while I get your costume! Feel free to look around, just don’t..go… in… the…. Fucking… basement…” Twist’s face became very serious. “I have a surprise down there.”
Applebloom loved surprises! Curiosity got the best of her, and she crept silently over to the basement door. She turned the knob with an anxious breath. Applebloom didn’t believe her eyes. She rubbed them to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. Before her was a staircase which led down to a room filled with about thirteen little fillies and colts. Barely old enough to eat for themselves, they were caked in dried blood. Some had missing limbs, eyeballs hanging from their heads, and- Applebloom didn’t realize how long she’d been there, but she must’ve been a while because Twist had returned, shovel in hand. Applebloom felt a burning smack of a pain in the back of her head. She fell down the stairs to see Twist coming after her.
“Twist… the fuck… is wrong… wit… you”
Twist affectively silenced Applebloom with another crack to the head. She sat down in her chair and turned her camera on. It was going to be a while till Applebloom woke up so she decided to take a nap herself…
Applebloom woke with a start. Her fears had been confirmed. She thought it may have been a bad dream, but she awoke to the room she thought of as her nightmare. The stench of bodies filled her nostrils. She tried to stand with difficulty. Her movements we’re noticed by a very happy filly.
“Hello Applebloom! Ready for the film shoot?”
“wuh?” Applebloom responded.
“Come in, special star!” Twist yelled out of the room, and in came a tall stallion, who, head to flank was concealed by a black robe.
“Ready for some wincest?” Twist giggled.
“Eeeeeeeeyup…” He said, pulling the cloak away.
“Big Mac?” Applebloom said.
“Shut the fuck up ya dirty dried up cunt!” Big Mac lashed at his sister. He jumped on her and began to punch her in the face repeatedly. He kept punching her… ten… fifteen… thirty… thirty seven times. Applebloom’s face was bloodied and bruised. She struggled to speak, and through tears, managed to say….
“Mac…”
“I SAID TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” Big Mac shouted, socking his sister in the gut.
“I know how ta shut ya up…” he mumbled. The sudden taste of apples filled applebloom’s mouth, as a slimy creature ventured through her mouth. Big mac forced his tounge further down his sister’s throat. She gagged at the strange feeling. He pulled his face away, his penis now throbbing with an erection. He forced himself into his sister. Her screams of pain just encouraged him even more. She began to bleed as big mac felt his tip reach the end of her vagina. He forced himself further, piercing his giant horse cock through her. He pulled out and began to punch her again. He forced his penis into her mouth and thrusted into her dangly mouth thingy. She vomited onto his penis. He became angry and beat his sister in the face with his cock. He forced it into her eye socket, and it popped out. He began to fuck her in the brain. His penis became splattered in blood and vomit as he penetrated her brain. Applebloom tried to speak or scream, but slurred speech just left her lips. Big Macintosh came in his sister’s skull and, to finish her, punched the eye hole he had made. His powerful hoof splintered her skull and splattered her brain. She defecated on the floor. Big Mac picked it up and ate in. he stuck his sister’s hoof in his mouth, enducing vomiting. He vomited the mess all over Applebloom. He walked away with a smirk on his face.
“Well, Big Mac… That was swell.” Twist exclaimed.
Big Mac grabbed Twist and threw her on a nearby table. He inserted his still erected member into twist’s anus and began humping furiously. Twist began sobbing as the camera filmed the brutal sex the two were having. He punched her in the head, knocking her out. He broke her glasses and slit cuts into twist’s back with the broken glass. He walked up the steps and stepped into Twist’s shower. He turned on the shower, sat in the tub, and began furiously masturbating. After he came four or five times, he dried off and looked back downstairs. He saw the babies eating the guts of Applebloom, and Twist was still asleep on the table. Big Mac left Twist’s house, starting down the road home.

End Act 1.

Act 2 - An unlikely demise

He passed Rarity’s boutique as an idea struck him. He walked inside the shop, admiring the pony’s ability of dress making. That didn’t sway him. He found Rarity in her workshop.
“Miss Rarity?” Big Mac inquired.
“please, Big Macintosh, just Rarity.”
“Is Sweetie Belle here?”
“No… she left with Scoota-“
Big Mac grabbed Rarity and began to French kiss her. Rarity passionately returned the kiss. The two pulled away as Rarity began,
“Macintosh! I had no idea you felt that way!” she exclaimed.
“I don’t.” Big Mac stated.
Rarity began backing away. Her flank was soon pressed against the wall as Big Macintosh inched closer. Mac grabbed her and took her upstairs to Rarity’s bed. He threw her down and began to hit her. His blows were concentrated on her vagina, but occasionally hit her in the stomach.
“Jerk me off!” Big Mac ordered.
Rarity did as told. Her hoof grasped Big Mac’s cock. She felt it pulse, and began to stroke it. She cried silently. Big Mac let out a sling of curses and racial slurs and he fought back his sperm. Rarity expected nothing as Mac exploded on her. His semen sprayed her face and hair. She sobbed as Mac flipped her over and began to hump her. Mac grunted as he went, some swear words, other’s incoherent noises. Mac finished and stood up. It was of no surprise to him how Rarity acted. She was broken. He Punched her in the face four times. She was out cold.
“Heh… cold…” Mac said, slinging Rarity on his back.

Rarity awoke, crammed in a small space with one window. She couldn’t move.
“Mac?” she questioned. “Where am I?”
Mac stepped into view and said…
“Oven.” Mac turned the knob as Rarity began to struggle. She felt it getting hotter. Rarity screamed in pain, her voice as searing as the heat. Mac watched as her lovely white fur and skin turned black and charred away. Boils formed on her skin as Mac began to stroke himself. Rarity’s screams died down as Mac came. He opened the oven and wrapped her in a cloth. Mac tied the cloth on his back and began walking home again.

End Act 2

Act 3 - Sweet, Sweet, Death

Pinkie pie was happily bouncing around. She would open cupboards and toss whatever she felt like over into a bowl on the counter. The concoction appeared a yellow-orange color. Pinkie didn’t care. She quickly tossed her brew into the oven and began bouncing back to the counter. It was getting late. The last customer left with pastries in hand. Pinkie began to count the money in the register. There was a ding from the kitchen. She happily bounced into the back room, and removed her dish. Somehow, without even willing it, pinkie had made muffins. She began to frost them with vibrant shades of yellow and green. She tossed the cupcakes in a plastic container, wrote “James’ order” on it, and headed over to make a dinner of her own. There was a sudden ding of the front door.

“Sorry sir, but we’re closed. If you wanna place an order, you can leave it with me and I’ll have it ready in the morning.”

Pinkie looked up from the register to see Big Macintosh standing as calm and cool as ever.
“Oh! Hey Mac! Come to pick up an order or something?” Pinkie said as energetic as ever.

“Ennnnope.” He simply replied.

“Is there business with the elements of harmony?” she asked.

Mac inched closer to the register and placed ten bits on the counter.

“I’d like to buy some o’ them chimmichangacherrymacallits.” Mac spoke.

Pinkie bent over the counter to get the coins. As she bent over, Mac slammed Pinkie’s head into the table as hard as he could. Pinkie looked up, a constant fountain of blood pouring from her nose. Her eyes began to water. Mac realized how loud pinkie was and immediately clamped her mouth.

“MMMMPHMM MPHMHHM!” Pinkie mumbled. Big Macintosh removed one hand from Pinkies mouth and slammed it in her throat. Pinkie welped and gagged. Mac removed his hands and told pinkie…

“If ya scream, Im gonna punch ya in the throat.” He walked into the kitchen and began to look around.

This kitchen was a sadist’s paradise. All the knives, the large blunt objects, the appliances, and the still warm, still toasty oven. Mac took a cheese grater, a large knife, a lighter, and a blender out into the main room.
“Wait here.” Mac ordered. He began walking up the steps. He took a guess as to which room was which, and kicked the door in to mister and misses cake’s room.
Downstairs, Pinkie sat crying in a corner. She didn’t know what was happening. Mac had always been so nice, so quiet, so…. Mac. She began to weep as she heard screams from upstairs.

“A KNIFE, A KNIFE!” no doubt it was mister cake.

“NOOOOO” his wails were heard. The sound of a body hitting the floor followed.

“What about me? Please mac…. Let me go…” Mrs. Cake pleaded.

The following noises Pinkie heard were that of an old, noisy mattress and crying. He had raped Mrs. Cake. Pinkie heard nothing, so she decided to look up from her counter. As she did, two bodies came tumbling down the stairs. Those of the cake twins. The two kids were bruised, bloodied, and had obviously been orally raped. Mac came down the stairs and turned his attention to Pinkie. Pinkie bowed her head and had a very rare moment of silence. Mac was on pinkie in an instant, forcing her to the floor with his powerful arms. He didn’t do anything sick yet. He just had sex with her. Plain and simple. Pinkie couldn’t help but enjoy herself. The feeling of Mac’s member inside of her was a strange and welcomed pleasure. She had had sex before, just not like this. So experienced. So loving, yet so rough. Pinkie was lost in exstacy as Mac pulled the knife out from behind her. As she began to moan, Mac stuck the knife right in her shoulder. The pain was unbearable, but Pinkie loved it. Mac took the lighter and forced it deep in her anus. He turned it on and Pinkie felt the pain immediately. She was no longer enjoying herself. Mac flipped a switch and removed his hand from the lighter, so it would still be on. Pinkie yelled. Mac did as he promised and punched pinkie in the throat. She gagged again. Mac took the grater and placed it on the side of her face. He began to move it, tearing Pinkie’s flesh and muscle from her face, She screamed in pain, but Mac let it slide. He plugged the blender in, and took each of pinkie’s hooves and stuck them in. she howled in pain, but she could no longer fight back. Mac was done with her. He had had his fun, and he kicked her in the side till she collapsed. He placed her, bloodied and out of breath, in the oven. Mac once again pleasured himself to the sight and smell of burning flesh. Pinkie was finished, and Mac took her out of the oven and wrapped her into the blanket with Rarity. Mac set off down the road once again.

End Act 3

Act 4 - Bright Night Lights

Mac was disappointed in himself. He had realized that he had passed the library and not once thought of raping Twilight Sparkle. He turned around and headed back to the library. Mac thought of doing things differently, seeing as though it were night, and took the lighter he had taken from Pinkie’s out. He set the giant tree house on fire with glee. Nothing was in there but tinder. Books by the hundreds. Books by the thousands! Mac smiled and took off up the hill as the library burnt brightly.
Twilight Sparkle and Spike were awakened by the smell of smoke. They ran downstairs and out the door.

“What are we gonna do spike?” Twilight moaned. “Where are we gonna stay.”

A powerful voice echoed from the nearby hill.

“Ya’ll can come stay with me at Sweet Apple Acres.” The voice belonged to Big Macintosh. He trotted down the hill towards the two figures.

“Thank you, Big Macintosh.” Twilight stated.

Spike had fallen asleep. He never stayed awake late, and a fire wasn’t about to change that. Big Mac kindly put spike on his back. The trio began walking to Sweet Apple Acres.

“This is really nice of you, Big Mac! Now I’ll be able to see Applejack again.”

“Eeeeeyup.” Mac replied.

Spike sure was a heavy sleeper. Big Mac liked that. No witnesses. They began to cross a bridge. A small one… with lots of tree cover. Mac set spike down as Twilight turned her attention to Big Macintosh.

“Mac?” she began to ask why he’d set spike down, but before she could get the words out, Mac unleashed his fury like a rabid wolf.

He didn’t really want to fuck Twilight, but he did enjoy himself whilst he kicked the shit out of her. She began to cough after Mac took a step back. He admired his own strength. Twilight was shivering, but not crying. She thought it was over, but Mac had only begun. Mac crept behind Twilight and eagerly forced his hoof into Twilight’s anus. She howled in pain, but Mac didn’t care. He began to fist Twilight unrelentlessly. Her anus bled like a fountain, and, she shit all over big mac. He smeared it on the insides of his mouth and embraced twilight in a ferocious kiss. He thrashed his tounge around furiously, and Twilight vomited from the taste. Mac spit the concoction onto Twilight, and began to kiss her again. As her tounge slipped into mac’s mouth, he bit down. Twilight screamed, but Mac didn’t hear her. He was lost in the strange flavor. He swallowed the tounge and picked up Spike. Twilight froze on the ground, and Mac hit Spike in the gut, unleashing a hellish flame onto Twilight’s destroyed body. He then snapped Spike’s neck and tossed him into the river. He wrapped Twilight’s body in Rarity’s blanket and continued on.

Act 4 - A hero, A lover, And a comeback

The bridge led Big Mac to the outskirts of the Everfree Forest. He saw a small cloud of smoke rising from a chimney. He walked towards it, and found Fluttershy’s cabin. He knocked on the door. Fluttershy slowly opened the door and observed Big Mac.
“OH MY, Big Macintosh! You’re covered in blood! What happened?” Mac took this chance to get close to fluttershy and replied
“I…. I fell… Can I…. sit down fur… awhile?” Mac faked. Fluttershy bought it and took him inside. As soon as the door closed, Macintosh swung at Fluttershy. She ducked in time, and took off upstairs. Mac smiled and began to say
“Fee, Fi, Foe, Fum, I’m not one for rhymes but I’m gonna fuck you in the bum.” Mac began to walk upstairs. He found a slightly open door and pushed it open. Fluttershy was tucked into a corner of her bed, holding a rifle she hid nearby. She took a shot at Macintosh, but it only grazed the side of his face.
“CUNT!” Mac exclaimed. Fluttershy took another shot, completely missing. Mac took off. He would have to get her soon, but how….
Just then, Rainbow Dash flew overhead.
“Dash!” Mac shouted.
Rainbow was taken by surprise to see someone out as late as this. She flew down and recognized Big Macintosh.
“Hey, Mac!” she said. Macintosh forced her down, but rainbow fought hard. Eventually the stallion overpowered her. Mac began to hump Dash with a dangerous pace. After a while, he came. Mac looked down upon the mare and began to feel sorry, for he loved Dash…
“Dash… I love you. I’ll let you live if you help me.”
“Help you what?” she stammered.
“This…” Mac opened the blanket, revealing his misdeeds. “ I need to get Fluttershy outside.”
The two began walking to the cottage when they came across Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. Mac whispered to rainbow to kill them. She took two steps forward.
“Hey Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo exclaimed. “Have you seen Appleblo-“
“Run… now.” Dash warned them. The two fillies took off like lightning, almost making Dash proud. Macintosh was displeased. He slowly approached the mare.
“M….Mac…” Dash stuttered. He simply hit her, but it felt like she’d been hit by a carriage. She wiped the blood and tears from her face and followed after Big Macintosh, who had begun walking to the cottage.
“Fluttershy!” Dash yelled.
“Dash? DASH?! Are you alone?” she squeaked.
“yeah…” Dash spoke.
Fluttershy opened the door slowly. She looked the mare over and smiled.
“Oh, goodness, dash… you’re alive… what did you have to say?”
“I….. I’m sorry.” She sobbed. Fluttershy began to speak but was immediately met with a sharp pain to the head. Mac had drilled a rock into her head. He began to hit the back of her headwith the rock. He did this several times before a sizeable hole could be seen. Blood was spattered everywhere as Big Macintosh thrust his giant horse penis into Fluttershy’s brain and began humping furiously. Mac did this for several minutes before ejaculating.
“Hey, Dash, look.”
Dash reluctantly looked.
“SURPRISE!!!” Big Macintosh yelled. He had thrust his penis into the back of Fluttershy’s eye socket, launching it at Rainbow Dash, but replacing the eye with his cock. Rainbow vomited in her mouth as Big Mac cackled fiendishly. Macintosh threw Fluttershy into the oven. He grew bored and decided to walk through the garden. He did this while stepping on any animal unlucky enough to cross his path. Macintosh was soon confronted by Angel, Fluttershy’s bunny. Macintosh took little interest in the rabbit’s anger. Instead of squash him, Macintosh picked the rabbit up and began to eat it alive. The bunny’s screams would’ve struck a chord in anypony’s heart… except Mac’s. He finished his snack and returned inside. He wrapped Fluttershy up and started down the path with Dash at his heels.
Macintosh soon came across his home of Sweet Apple Acres. His journey would be over soon.

Act 5 - Homecoming (Finale)

Macintosh soon came across his home of Sweet Apple Acres. His journey would be over soon.
“You wait here you bitch, I’ll call your fat ass in fur supper.” Mac told Dash.
He stepped into the barn, yelling
“Sis, I’m home with dinner.”
“Golly, Big Mac, I haven’t seen Applebloom all day! Have you seen her?”
“Eeeeeeeyup.”
“Where at?”
“She was with her friend Twist when I last saw her.”
“Then you and I are on the same page.” She sighed “I guess she don’t get ta eat.”
Mac slipped into the kitchen and began to mix the ingredients into the oven. Mac took a small break and leaned out of the window. He saw a large figure with an even larger wingspan fly across the moon, pink, blue and teal hair glowing over the moon’s light.
“Sis, leave mah dish ta simmer… I have an appointment…” Mac started out the door.
“He seems a ‘lil off… ah, well.” Applejack stated.
Mac walked slowly down the road to the ashy remains of the library. Standing behind the police tape was princess celestia.
“Hello, Big Macintosh… have you seen Twilight?”

Applejack sat down on the couch as the doors to the barn flew open. Rainbow Dash tore through the house till she found her friend.
“Rainbow?” Applejack spoke.
“Applejack, you have to know what Mac has done…”

Celestia struggled to remove the enlarged genetalia from her vagina, but was met with a hoof to the muzzle. Blood trickled from all her oriphises as Mac enjoyed his guilty pleasures

“I’ma gonna vomit!” Applejack gagged.
“You think you have it bad? I had to watch!” Dash continued “He raped me…”
“Rainbow Dash… we gotta stop him…

Big Macintosh stood over the lovely princess’ corpse. He had torn her ribcage open and smashed her guts. He took a knife to her head, scalping her flowing hair and horn alike.
Rainbow Dash searched for something to defend herself with. Applejack came down the stairs with a shotgun in hand. She opened up a nearby closet and handed Rainbow a pitchfork. They were ready.

Big Macintosh walked down the dimly lighten road wearing the glowing scalp as a hat. He walked through the door to find Rainbow Dash talking to Applejack.
‘Didn’t I tell you to keep your fat ass outside?”
“Uh, hey mac… Dash looked cold outside, so I invited her in..”
“M’kay… why don’t the two of you play pussy lick and leave me the fuck alone.”
Macintosh stepped into the kitchen, followed by the two mares. Macintosh’s shoulder lit up with a surge of pain. Dash had forced the pitchfork into Mac. He turned and hit the mare as hard as he could, but Applejack hit him in the face with the butt of her gun. Macintosh bit his sister’s neck. It sprayed blood, but she fired a shot into his ribs. Macintosh howled in pain. He staggered backwards, and Rainbow Dash kicked him in the gut. He propped himself against the oven , but Applejack grabbed his mane and forced his head into the boiling pot of water…
It was over.

End - Story

Epilogue

Dear Princess Luna,

The tragedy of ponyville has lead to the death of four of the six elements of harmony… along with your sister. You are the princess, and we shall write to you now. Today I learned that people may not bee what they seem, and you should always protect your friends.. I don’t really want to talk about it, so I’m leaving it here.
Your new student,

Rainbow Dash