As you sit near the shed door, you just simply stare at the scene in front of you. It has been about 20 minutes since Derpy bleed out and died. Dinky finally stopped crying and is now resting against her dead mother with complete sadness on her face. The other two ponies are very quiet but you can see Dash staring daggers at you. You don’t blame her of course. She has been here since the beginning, and Derpy was the only pony she talked to when it was only them. Now all she was a saddened filly who cried nonstop. Resting beside you, you grab a pack of smokes from your pocket, which you nearly forgot about, and light one up.

“Have you come into terms with what you did Dinky? It’s your fault she’s gone.” You say taking a long poof from the smoke and then exhaling it.

“S-she said I could free…” Dinky started to say but quickly shut up.

“What? What was that?” You say not fully hearing what she said.

“N-nothing!” Dinky said as she snuggled closer into her mother.

“You better tell me what you just said or you’ll be joining your mom!” You say as you reach into your back pocket and grab the bloodied knife.

“She’s been through enough!” Dash snapped at you from her corner.

"Can it Skittles! Dinky you better tell me what you just said before I end you.” You say as you get to your feet and walked towards.

“T-the orange pony said I could free her!” Dinky said fearing for her life.

“So…Come here kid, you’re coming inside with me!” You say as you pause for a second and then advance on the trembling filly.

“P-please don’t hurt me!!” She screams at you.

“Leave her alone!” Dash snaps again.

Turning your glare to Dash, you change course and march toward her. The angered face of hers quickly turns into a fearful look as you near her. Reaching over her head, you grab her chain and yank her off the ground, which causes her to struggle for air.

“Can’t…breathe…” She gasped out realizing she can’t get rid of the pressure because of her broken wings.

You then quickly push her body into the steel wall and wrap your hand around her throat, just hard enough to hold her in place, yet enough to let her breathe. Able to catch her breath, she stares at you with fearful eyes.

“Heheh, one second you act tough but the next you become a coward. That’s just what you are. A filthy coward! You can talk smack but in the end you can’t take it. I could end your miserable life, but I don’t want to break my favorite toy, in fact it only gets worse from here on out. I took a bit of time the other night and looked up some things about you and a certain orange filly named Scootaloo…” You say as you bring your face right to hers.

“Wh-what!? NO! Don’t you dare bring her here!!” She snapped at you and punched you in the face with her free hoof.

The punched rattled you a bit, making you let go of her and falling back a few feet. In the process of being hit you feel your smoke pop out of your mouth and your knife tumble to the ground.

“Guess you can dish it out when you get angry. Heheh, after I bury that corpse in the lake, and confront Applejack about what she did, that little sister figure of yours is getting her sorry ass in this shed for my amusement.” You say as you crack your jaw from the punch.

“You sick freak! I’ll bucking end you if you bring her here!!!” Dash snapped as she tried to lunge from her zone.
Luckily you’re out of her range but you can see the anger in her eyes. It’s nothing but madness, anger, and hate all directed at you.

“Don’t be like that with me Dashie. I could easily pick a different pony but I just want you to have a bit of family. Applejack has her sister, Dinky has…or had, her mother, and you didn’t have anyone except for Fluttershy, and now that’s over. I’m just doing you a favor by doing this.” You calmly say as you approach her just short of her reach.

“I’ll kill you!!”

You answer back by punching her cheek.

“Grrr! Buck you! You hit like a bitch!”

You smile and this time you slap her.

“Why don’t you take this stupid collar off of me and try that again!!”

“Never thought a stuck up cunt like yourself actually cared for anyone but you.”

Dash just snarls at you and continues to try and attack you. Without taking your eyes off of her, you back away to Dinky.

“Buck you and this bucking collar! Once I get free of this thing, you’re dead!!”

“You sure you want to make threats to me? Once I bring her here, we’ll see you change your tone very quickly.” You say as you give your jaw a soft rub before you look to the brat.

“Alright brat, you’re going inside the house while I get rid of your mom.” You say as you turn your attention to her.

“Leave her alone! Don’t touch my mom!” She screamed at you as she attempts to cling onto her.

Not giving her a second to brace herself, you quickly bend over and grab the small filly by her mane and pull her into the air. You listen to the brat scream and flail about, but you simply ignore it and head for the door. As you kick open the door you toss the brat into a snow bank.

“Listen you. If you didn’t listen to Applejack then your mother would still be alive! It’s your fault for listening to her, and it’s your fault she’s gone. I’m sorry for your lose but since I can’t bury her in the ground because it’s frozen, I need to go somewhere else to bury her!” You say as you step forward and hold her in place with your foot.

“I want my mom! I want my mom!!” She screamed at you.

Normally you would worry about your neighbours hearing but all of them are out still on holidays with their families. Reaching down you grab her neck and pick her back up.

“Let…go of me!”

“We’re going inside and all of us are going to have a long talk with AJ!” You say as you close the door behind you, and head for the house.

Meanwhile back in the shed, Rainbow was still fuming with anger that the little filly she took under her wing was going to have to endure your monstrous desires. Looking around frantically, she noticed your small pocket knife and cigarette on the floor. Locking her eyes on the knife felt a bit of hope renew inside of her. Turning her body around, she quickly reached with one of her back hooves and just barely managed to pull the knife closer to her. After a few seconds of trying she eventually got the knife close enough to pick up.

Looking over the handle she wondered how to open it. The sight of the blood on it made Dash feel very queasy, but she managed to keep down what little food she had in her stomach. Noticing a small metal part sticking out, she used the edge of her hoof and pushed on it, which opened the blade fully.

“Ugh…I-it’s so bloody…” Dash said quietly as she noticed every inch of the steel was caked in Derpy’s blood.

“With this I may have a chance to fight back. He isn’t going to hurt Scootaloo and I’ll make sure he pays for what he did to Derpy! I need to be smart though or I could get killed as well…” She said as she closed the knife and hid it behind her body in case you came back in.

Applebloom on the other hand was shaking and sobbing quietly. Though it had been a bit since the death, she couldn’t look away from the body no matter how hard she tried. To watch a pony die like that hurt her fragile mind. She knew escape was impossible and didn’t want to die trying.

Before you enter your house, you look down at your boots and notice you got a bit of blood on them and quickly think on how to tell Fluttershy about this. You’ve already got into Dinky’s head that she was the cause of her mom’s death and you could most likely get her to believe the same thing. After all, it was her magic that ended her mother’s life.

Closing the door behind you, while you still had the sobbing filly under your arm, you remove your boots and head into the kitchen. The whole house is quiet save for the brats crying and you quickly wonder if Fluttershy fell back asleep from all the sex from before. Dinky’s crying quiets down a bit as you walk upstairs and face AJ’s room.

Opening the door you stare at the orange pony who honestly looks like she had just seen a ghost. You quickly toss the sobbing filly onto the bed and close the door behind you.

“What happened sugarcube?” AJ asked as she watches the filly cry into the sheets.

“Her mother is dead.” You say bluntly.

“W-WHAT!?” AJ snapped surprised to hear that.

“Little brat tried to take my knife away and only succeeded in sending it right into her mother’s neck.” You say as you walk to the side of the bed.

“Y-you’re lying!”

“Ask the brat herself.”

“Su-sugarcube what happened!?”

“I KILLED MY MOMMY!!” dinky cried out loudly.

“Hearing that AJ froze right up and stared in horror at the filly. She couldn’t believe the words she just heard.

“H-how did!?” She started up.

“It’s an odd story actually. It seems Dinky tried to free her mother and tried to take me down. Before she was a good girl who listened to me but for some reason she didn’t. Now why would that be AJ?” you say as you scratch your face.

“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She lashed out at you and then looked at the wall in anger.

“Oh really? You know you’re not a very good liar right?”

“I didn’t say nothing!” AJ said not wanting to be hurt for her actions.

“That’s not what Dinky told me.” You say as you step closer to her.

Noticing you drawing near, AJ pulled her body to the wall and braces herself for a beating.

“Tch. You should be ashamed AJ. You manipulated a young kid just for the slim chance of freedom. Why? Why bother? There is no way for you to return home unless I want you to. So what if your plan worked, this world is just as twisted as I am and you would have ended up dead or someone else’s fuck toy!” You snap as you grab her mane and pull her forward.

“LET GO OF ME!”

“Dinky. It’s not fully your fault your mom is gone. It’s this sluts fault! If she didn’t open her big mouth and fill your head with false hope then none of this would have happened!!” You say as you let go of her mane and punch her in the face.

“Grah! Buck you!” AJ says as she lands back on the bed and nurses her jaw.

Meanwhile little Dinky stared on and processes the words just spoken. You were right in a way. Dinky never wanted to try anything but Applejack did give her ideas.

“It…it is your fault…ITS YOUR FAULT MY MOMMY IS DEAD!!” Dinky shouted as she locked onto AJ with her eyes.

“N-NO! It his fault for trapping her in that shed!” AJ says as she notices Dinky directing her anger at her.

“Why did you want me to do it anyway? I-I know my mommy wasn’t treated nice b-but why did I listen to you…” Dinky stammers out trying to find her emotions.

“Sugarcube…I-I didn’t think…”

“What didn’t you think AJ? Did you honestly think a kid could do anything!? How old do you think she is!? You told a mere child to try and free her mother from steel chains that only I could unlock! You stupid fucking inbred!” You shout as you slap her again.

“STOP HITTING ME I’M SORRY!!” She screamed out as your hand connected with her face.

“Oh you’re sorry now? A few seconds ago you were pushing the blame elsewhere. So you admit it’s your fault that you manipulated Dinky?” You say as you let go of her.

“I…I…” AJ forced herself to find the words.

Dinky just stared at AJ with hurt eyes as she figured out AJ just used her to try and get free. AJ knew she wasn’t thinking straight at the time of her thoughts. All she wanted to do was get back home and away from this nightmare.

“Sugarcube. I’m sorry. It…it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have asked you to do such a big task…It…because of me…your mom is dead…” AJ said with a swollen look on her face as she turns it to the wall.

As you exit the room and close the door, you notice a very tearful eyed Fluttershy looking up at you. You quickly realize she must have been in the next room when you brought Dinky upstairs. Just below her neck you saw her wearing the pendant you bought for her.

“Di-did she really…” Fluttershy said in a very shaky voice.

“Yeah…Dinky attacked me, tried to take my knife away from me, and accidently pulled it into her mothers throat…Once it hit her body there was nothing I could do to save her…” You say softly as you close the door and bend down to her eye level and wipe away a tear from her eyes.

“T-that poor girl…D-did Applejack really tell her to try and free her?”

“Yeah. That *Friend* of yours is part of the reason Dinky is now an orphan.”

“But why!? She should have known she was just a child. Why did she ask her to do something so reckless!?”

“Honestly I don’t know. Listen, I…I’m going to have to bury the body somewhere Fluttershy. Did you personally know Derpy at all?”

“Not really…she was a…interesting mare indeed. I could tell that her smiles were always forced and she was hurt a lot…I also knew about all the ponies that visited her daily…Maybe…Maybe death was something she just wanted deep inside of her mind.”

You were a bit taken back by her response. You never thought she would say something like that. Maybe from her experience raising animals, she had her share of sickness or animal related deaths that caused her to say that.

“Wait. You’re okay with her dying?”

“Oh no…It’s just she always forced herself to live back home. I’m just saying maybe she’ll be happier now that she doesn’t have to hurt anymore.”

Somehow you know she’s mostly likely cursing you in pony heaven or some shit right now.

“What are you going to do about Dinky?” She asked.

“Actually…I want you to take care of her now. You’re a gentle pony who would be an excellent mother figure to her. You’re kind, gentle, and very caring. Anyway I need to…go bury the body alright?” You say as you give her a hug.

“A-alright…I’ll try and talk to her once she’s calmed down a bit.” Fluttershy replied as she stared at the door.

“Alright, I’ll see you when I get back.” You say as you head downstairs and start to gather your stuff.

As Applejack stared at Dinky still crying into the sheets, she can’t but feel remorse for what she tried to make her do. Now she didn’t have a mother and was now an orphan because of that. She wanted to reach out and try to comfort her but what could she say? She already said she was sorry but what good would that do? Thinking about Derpy, AJ suddenly realized Dinky was going to grow up without parents just like she did.

“Dinky.” AJ said softly.

“Leave me alone.” Dinky snapped at her and turned her face to the door.

“Sugarcube…I-I know what it’s going to be like for you growing up without your parents.”

Dinky slowly turned her tear crested face to AJ.

“My parents died in an accident when I was able your age and I only had my granny and big brother to take care of my lil sis when she was fresh out my mom’s tummy. I know what it’s going to be like for you and I…I want to help you.”

“What?” Dinky said a bit shocked.

“Look I’m…I’m sorry about making you go with my featherbrained idea but…I want to make it up to you now. I know you don’t…have a father but, I could…adopt you into my family.” AJ said as she tried to shuffle her body over to hers.

Dinky thought about it but knew she still had one pony left in her life, which was her big sister Sparkler. She knew Sparkler wasn’t that fond of her mom having random ponies coming over, and quickly moved out and in with one of her friends whose name she couldn’t remember at the moment.

No. I-I still got a big sister back home. I don’t want you to try and be my mom.” Dinky said as she saw AJ’s hoof reach out to her and quickly slapped it away.

AJ felt her words hurt her more than any other pain she ever felt. She tried to extend a hoof in friendship but she had no right to try and pardon what she did.

"I understand. But until we get back home, I want to try and keep you safe. I don’t want to see you get hurt by that human anymore. I promise that on my parents grave that he won’t harm another hair on your mane.” AJ said wanting to try and pay her back.

“Why would you promise that?”

“Because it’s true. I…know I’m part of the reason that your mother is gone, but I want to fix that mistake even if it causes me to get hurt more.” AJ answered back as she slid beside Dinky.

“Y-you promise he won’t hurt me anymore?”

“As long as I got life in my bones, he ain’t going to without a fight!”

As you continue to drive your vehicle, you can’t help but think you could have kept your pet alive a bit longer for your enjoyment. Bloody shame you have to get rid of her thanks to AJ’s little plan for escape. Least Dinky gave her a piece of her mind. It was completely true as well. If AJ didn’t convince Dinky to try and save her mom, then she would be alive still. You’ll punish AJ for her actions but seeing her face change the second Dinky said those words was your highlight for the day.

Looking to your right you see the still body of Derpy, covered by a simply blanket. As you hit the last traffic light going out of the city, you just stare at her. Removing the blanket a bit, you look at her face and think what a waste of a perfectly good animal. Once the light turns green, you cover her face back up and continue to drive.

Getting her body in your vehicle was an interesting task for you. When you headed back into the shed to get the body, you couldn’t help but notice Dash was almost smiling at you for some reason. You just shrug it off as you think she’s slowly losing it. You wouldn’t be surprised if she did go crazy. She’s been raped repeatedly, had her wings broken and her body nearly mangled, and to top it off, her best friend told you her darkest secret. Factoring in she watched a pony die in front of her, she’ll most likely go nuts very soon. You don’t mind it though, since crazy chicks are the best in bed.

As you finally break into the forest area you calmly look around. The area is totally white save for the barren trees near the ditch. Nature was always your element. It’s where you thrive and be at your best. Just seeing the woods reminds you of your hunting tales in your youth and you would love to hunt one more time. Giving it more thought you would love to one day take one of the ponies out here and play a little game with them. Set them free in the woods, and if they can evade you for an hour, you’ll let them be free. If not, then you can revel in the hunt and make more room in your shed for the next pony. You’ll most likely save that experience for Dash when her time comes, provided she doesn’t get a knife in her neck.
Noticing a sign on the side of the road saying you’re 40kms from the lake, you grab another smoke and lit it up.

After almost an hour of eerie quietness filling your ears, you take a left turn down a gravel road which ends up in taking you into a secluded area of the lake. You didn’t want to chance going to the main lake and stuffing a dead horse into a hole, so instead you opped for a smarter idea and went for a small inlet. No one ever put up fishing shacks in it and you knew it was the perfect place to dump the body.

Finally arrive at your destination; you look around with a neutral look on your face. It’s white and very desolate. You could see a few odd animal tracks in the nearby snow along with a few crows and even a bald eagle in a nearby tree which indicated an animal corpse was not far from your position. Looking around you don’t notice anyone or any ice shacks in view. You open your door and head to the passenger side to grab the body. As you toss the body over your shoulder, you head to your trunk and grab your ice auger you grabbed from your basement before you leave to get the body out of the shed.

Looking up at the sky, you notice the afternoon sun is being shut out by the incoming clouds showing that is was going to snow very soon. Putting the ice auger over your shoulder without cutting yourself open, you head to the frozen lake. As you hit the middle of the inlet, you notice a few ice shacks on the main part of the lake, but you don’t see any vehicles or fishermen about. Least you don’t have to worry about being watched. Of course you were just being a bit paranoid and never thought they would just see you as another fishermen. Dropping the auger, you reach over your shoulder and grab the dead body and lay it on the ice.

Taking a quick look at her still body, your eyes lock onto her nipples and her partially shown slit and your tainted mind got a new idea. The idea of screwing a corpse was something you never thought off, nor ever wanted to do but thinking back you never got to enjoy Derpy that much. Taking a deep breath you sit on the cold ground and stare at her body for a bit.

Do you really want to fuck a corpse? Part of your sanity tells you not to, and it seemed so sudden to do it, but part of your curiosity wants to do it, only once to see how it is. Thinking more about it you’re already going to hell for everything you’ve done in your life, so you might as well add necrophilia to the resume. Crawling over to her body you spread her legs and eyeball her dry, dead pussy like a curious child. Thankfully her flesh hasn’t started to rot, but just the thought of sticking your dick into something that is dead kinda scares you.

your brain have a logic moment, you recall an article on the internet about necrophilia that those who commit it do it for a different amount of reasons. Having an unresisting partner, reunions with a romantic partner, sexual attraction to corpses because they’re crazy, comfort or overcoming feelings of isolation or in simple terms, those people are forever alone, or seeking self-esteem by expressing power over the victim. Thinking about it you would seem to fit the profile of the last one and simply shrug your shoulders and continue to stare at her unmoving body.

“Why did you have to die Derpy? I wanted to have you for a long time. Screw it, I’ll give you one last parting gift before I break the ice and get rid of you.” You say as you take off your mitts and unzip your jeans.

Quickly pulling your flaccid member out, you begin to stroke so life into it for your vile deed. Bringing up perverted thoughts of screwing Fluttershy nonstop quickly invigorates your member and you position it in front of your target. Just from poking at the edges, you can tell she’s totally dry. What you wouldn’t give to have a bottle of Vaseline at the moment. Taking a deep breath, you look in the direction of the shacks and you were thankful no one was in or near them. Putting all doubt behind you, you push yourself in.

And it felt wrong.

There was no sound or movement from her. It wasn’t something you liked. You always loved having control over your victims. You loved to hear them cry and fight back against you. Disregarding your thoughts, the only thing you think of is your unhappy dick. Closing your eyes you simply imagine it’s Fluttershy or Rainbow your fucking and just go with it.
The minutes dragged on slowly and you wished you had something to lube her dry cunt with. Your dick was starting to get irritated but you felt your body getting closer and closer with each thrust. Though there was down sides to screwing a corpse, you started to notice a few upsides. Grabbing onto her legs, you spread them widely with gives you more area to push into her. There was something appealing to having total and absolute control over her body. You loved having any form of control available and smiled knowing you could bend her body around for fun. Simple things like positioning one of her front legs, to even thing like messing up her mane to give her a more satisfying look. Sure it was fun, but what little morals you had were telling you to stop.

As you felt your climax nearing, you put more power into your thrusts. The silence of the forest is almost deafening in a way but it’s a proper feeling for what you are doing. Wrapping your hands around her neck you push harder so her body doesn’t slide forward on the ice. The twitch came quick, and you poured what little amount of seed you have into her body. Slowly catching your breath, you look down at the lifeless body and for some reason hope it comes back alive. It doesn’t and remained still. Not hearing her moan or say anything is starting to get weird for you.

You quickly pulling your dick out and zip up your pants. Quickly rubbing your cold hands together, you blow some hot air into them before you pick up your mitts. Looking down at her body, you notice a bit of jizz running out of her and you watch you slide partly down her cunt and freeze to her fur just before it touched the ice. For some reason, you don’t feel any emotions other than disgust for what you just did. You sated your curiosity but you never felt so dirty in your entire life. Though you feel disgusted by your actions, you think about doing it again for some reason. Of course you know you’ll never be trying to screw a corpse again. Not only is your dick slightly irritated from the dry fucking, but you don’t like screwing something that doesn’t fight back or moan from pleasure. The control factor was fun, but it wasn’t for you.

Again the silence pierces your ears as you stare for a few minutes before you grab your ice auger and start spinning it on the ice. It takes a few minutes but you manage to make hole but quickly looking at it you realize you’ll need another one. Quickly drilling one right beside it, you now have a long enough hole that will fit Derpy’s body in it.

Turning back to the still body, you gently cross her hooves over her chest and move your hand behind her head and the other behind her back, and lift her up. As you rise to your feet you notice it’s starting to snow again. Walking over to the hole, you go to your knees and hold her body over it. You take another quiet minute just to look at her before you let her slide off your hands and into the lake. As you watch her still body start to sink into the blue water, for some reason this song starts to play in your head.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OSjxWJuuqQ

For the next few minutes, you just stare at the hole starting to freeze over, and for some reason, You can’t help but smile as a single thought comes into your skull. Least no one will ever know of your dark secret right? Reaching into your jacket, you grab your lighter and the final smoke from your packet before you toss it to the ice. Shaking your lighter you realize it’s almost empty and take a mental note to restock on the way back home. Looking to the shacks and seeing no activity, you light up the smoke and lay back on the ice and stare into the cloudy sky.

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