The End of Incontinent Anon

>Day 21914 in Equestria.
>You have had a long, fruitful life.
>A hero of Equestria, having rid the land of that insufferable twat Blueblood.
>Just you and her, living your lives to the fullest.
>Fluttershy.
>She nuzzles your hand as you lie in your bed, staring up at the sun shining through the window.
>Another fine spring day has risen.
>This is the dawn of your final day.
“Fluttershy…”
>”Yes, Anon?”
“We….had a wonderful run, didn’t we?”
>The tired yellow mare nods, kissing your cheek.
>”We sure did.”
>You grin and weakly stroke the mare’s cheek.
>Your mare.
“See ya….space….cowboy.”
>You close your eyes.
>And for one…last time….
>You void your bowels.
>Fluttershy looks on, a tear falling from her eyes.
>She looks down at your deceased, shit-caked corpse.
>With a moan, she starts licking it as she touches herself.
>You look up from the bowels of Tartarus, shaking your head.
“Fucking Fluttershy…”