Flutterrape: [Delicious] Let's just get to the gore already

>Wake up
>Shit, shower, shave
>There’s a knock on your door
>You sigh
>Get up and answer it
>Well, well, Yellow Quiet
What do you want?
>She smiles meekly and displays her outfit
>It’s…..a disco suit?
>It’s really shiny and tacky
>Yeesh
>Where is she getting these things?
>Most likely from Rarity
>Oh, Rarity
>You’re surprised she hasn’t told Fluttershy yet
>That’s probably a good thing
>She might take it better if it’s from you
>Sigh
>You’ve used the “No horsefucking” excuse on Fluttershy for sometime
>But she won’t be happy to know you’re in a relationship with Rarity
Okay, um so Fluttershy I’m going to be honest…
>She smiles
>”Disco suits are your fetish?”
No, they’re not
>You love Rarity, but sometimes her outfits can be really bad
>This one was awful
>It was a literal eyesore
I’m in a relationship with Rarity, Fluttershy
>She gasps
>”B-but you sai-“
I know, and I wasn’t originally lying. I fell in love with Rarity.
>Tears form in her eyes
>”Why? W-why not me?”
Because she didn’t always lust after me. She didn’t try to guess my fetish and act all desperate. Rarity has been charming, and supportive.
>Fluttershy shuts her eyes tightly
Are you okay? Look I’m sorr-
>”No!”
>She takes flight
>You can see some tears flowing from her eyes as she zooms off
>You can’t help, but feel a bit guilty
>That was draining
>You’d best visit Rarity, tell her about making this relationship public
>And to stop leading Fluttershy along
>After a few minutes of walking you find yourself opening the door of Carousel Boutique
>The smell, and the sight of this place is very comforting to you
>As you enter you see Rarity inspecting her latest creation
>It looks beautiful to you, but you’re sure she could find a thousand flaws
>That only she could see you might add
>You chuckle and begin to tiptoe behind her
>Ponies may have good ears but they usually don’t associate your silent footsteps with someone approaching
>They’re used to the clipping and clopping of hooves
>You kneel down on one knee
>Then wrap your hands around her eyes
>She cries out in surprise but then composes herself
>”Anon! I didn’t expect you to be visiting so early!”
>Neither did you
>She uses her magic to move your hands away
>Your marefriend turns around and pecks your cheek
>”I am quite busy at the moment. However, I do admit to being pleasantly surprised.”
>Her expression becomes sultry and her eyes glow with intended mischief
>It tugs at your heart, because now you’re going to have to kill the mood
Rarity?
>”Mmmhmmm	~?”
You know Fluttershy?
>”Oh Anon, let her have ho-“
I told her about us, and it’s best if you don’t encourage her pursuit of me anymore
>Rarity’s mouth gapes
>”Oh…I see.”
>”The poor dear! Anon you didn’t intentionally try to break her heart, did you?”
No I didn’t!
>You raise your hands defensively
>Rarity and Fluttershy are quite close
>She’s always worried about what Fluttershy is feeling and how she’s treated
>Pfff Fluttershy is a mare not a filly, she shouldn’t have to be treated any differently
>Still she’s sensitive
Rarity, you know Fluttershy, she didn’t take it well regardless
>”Are you sure?”
>Nod
She flew off. Probably back to her home.
>Rarity looks troubled
She’ll get over it Rarity. Trust me.
>She still looks worried but smiles a little
>”I suppose she will. Maybe, I can find her a suitable stallion.”
>Someone as crazy as her?
>You dare not say that aloud
I’ve suggested she try to pursue a pony willing to be with her
>”You’re a different case Anon.”
Ugh
>Because you were exotic
>And Fluttershy could relate to you easier, because she saw you as an animal in some ways
>Rarity rubs your chest with a soft hoof
>”But there’s much more to you than that darling.”
>”Trust me.”
>You grin, true, true
>Thoughts of Fluttershy begin to leave you and your lover when the ringing of a bell interrupt both of your thoughts
>Please be another customer
>Anyone but her
>Turn around
>It’s Fluttershy
>Of course
>It always is
>Oddly enough she seems to be showing no hints of sadness
>You’re quite shocked actually to see her already
>Rarity looks happy
>Maybe Fluttershy is starting to accept your relationship with Rarity
>You frown
>And maybe Fluttershy will be able to guess your fetish, and maybe pigs will fly
>Fluttershy trots up to the two of you
>”Um I have a present…for you two.”
>She holds up two sandwich slices
>You reluctantly grab yours
>You raise a brow but Fluttershy maintains a poker face
>You remove the content of the bread
>See a large horse tranquilizer
>You give Fluttershy a deadpan look
Did you really expect me to fall for this?
>She squeaks
>You turn to Rarity
Check your sandwi-
>Rarity already ate hers and is passed out
>Man these ponies are so naïve
Alright so you knocked her out, I’ll take care of her and pretend this never happened….go home.
>”No, I must do this.”
>Before you can ask what she sharply slams your head into a wall
>You are knocked the fuck out

>Your head swims
>Slowly you regain your vision
>It’s dark in here
>You’re on your back
>”Wake up~.”
Wha-who?
>You hear giggling
>”It’s me, your one true love.”
Rarity?
>”Don’t sass me mister!”
Oh…Fluttershy
>You blink and you can see everything now
>It’s very late at night
>You appear to be in the kitchen of Sugarcube Corner
>Wonder how the cakes haven’t woken up yet
>Also your head still fucking hurts
Why am I strapped to a table?
>”So you can witness my d-devotion to you.”
Are you going to cut me up? You’ve already done a fine job of seriously wounding me.
>”Wha-“
Yeah, didn’t you know? If you hit someone with enough blunt force to make them unconscious that’s a big deal!
>She fumbles with her hooves nervously
>”Listen, Anon I-“
No, you listen here. We aren’t in some bad fictional story that ignores serious injuries when it’s convenient only to get into detailed bodily harm later for convenience! Take me to a hospital!
>”You seem fine to me…”
>She’s right, but that’s no excuse
We both got lucky then. I could have had skull fractures, brain damage, internal bleeding, maybe I would have died!
>Ugh, you’re hoping Rarity is alright…
>Rarity!
Where is she!
>Fluttershy grins
>It’s an unsettling kind of grin
>She flutters over to a cupboard
>Opens it
>Rarity falls out
>Her horn is bound with something, and her hooves are tie together
>She has a ballgag in her mouth
>You can see the tears in her eyes
Let her go!
>”No! This slut stole you away!”
>Fluttershy screams this
>It actually makes you jump
What are you going to do?
>”Make you love me again….”
Stop being vague…
>”I’m going to kill her Anon, and feed her to you.”
>Rarity’s screams are muffled
>You’re disgusted
Really? I won’t love you if you do that.
>She looks puzzled
You know this is the worst excuse I’ve ever heard to commit murder. Like, if you wanted me to love you maybe you could be tasteful? Heck, if you wanted to drive me and Rarity apart maybe you should be more subtle about it and not try to murder one of your close friends? What makes you think I won’t tell the authorities or that no one will find out?
>”Ano-“
No! I’m not done yet! This is all some cheap uncreative excuse with the flimsiest justifications! I knew you were a creepy stalker, but you’re also the element of-
>While you were ranting she switched the ballgag from Rarity to you
>Fluttershy gives you a stern look
>”Now just rest, relax, and behave yourself mister.”
>A glint of bloodlust light up her eyes
>”Momma’s got a slut to take care of.”
>Your heart races
>Rarity flails about
>”No, Fluttershy don’t!”
>Fluttershy kicks her
>It sounds like marshmallows colliding with marshmallow, but Rarity appears to be in pain
>What is she going to do?!
>Choke her to death?
>Oh shit!
>Maybe chop her to pieces?
>Cooks always keep the best knives
>Speaking of that…
>WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE CAKES?!
>Are they not helping because of that one time you called Mrs.Cake Paula Deen?
>Well they wouldn’t know who that is…
>They’re probably on a vacation
>Who knows?
>To your right you notice a large wooden oven and a large open fire pit
>So that was what was lighting up the room
>You watch in horror as Fluttershy carries Rarity over to the fire pit
>Oh dear god no!
Mmmmph! Mmmmph!
>”Anon! Close your eyes don’t watch!”
>Rarity pleads with you
>But you can’t look away
>Fluttershy lines up Rarity’s ass on a spit
>Is she going to skewer her?
>Is that even possible?
>Rarity screams as Fluttershy jams the long metal rod through her ….wait
>She doesn’t have an anus
>It’s like putting a marshmallow on a stick
>”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!”
>Fluttershy grins evilly and jams it all the way through Rarity’s butt and out her mouth
>Then she positions her over the fire
>You’re mortified, but the smell is really delicious
>Like cooking marshmallows
>Rarity flails about
>”Darling don’t look!”
>Her lower body begins to become toasty and brown
>Fluttershy takes a while to get the motion right, but then begins spinning her around
>And around
>A good portion of Rarity is now a golden brown of toasty goodness
>Fluttershy does not like the way you are ogling Rarity
>She lowers her closer to the fire
>Rarity’s beautiful mane and face catches on fire
>”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
Mmmmph! Mmmph!
>Rarity’s face begins to char and drip
>You can smell ashes and smoke now
>What was once her face is now goopy drippy and in some cases, charred mess
>Rarity’s tail flails about in agony, and but she can no longer form words
>Her head is one giant glob of marshmallow
Stop! Stop!
>Fluttershy giggles
>”Of course, we don’t want to ruin the meal.”
>You glare
>Rarity begins to flail about
>Fluttershy takes out a knife and cuts her stomach
>Your marshmallow lover has no mouth and she must scream
>White warm yummy goo pours out of her
>It falls into the fire and the smell of burnt marshmallow fills the air
>While Rarity drips in misery Fluttershy searches through the cupboards
>She finds a large mixing bowl
>Fluttershy runs the sink and a bunch of water fills the bowl
>She moves it next to Rarity
>Then by lifting the spit she holds Rarity over the bowl
>Her marshmallow form melts into the bowl
No! Rarity! Stop this Fluttershy!
>”Sweetie, I’m cooking for you.”
>She says sweetly as if nothing was wrong
>”Be more considerate, I’m going to make you a very special treat!”
But I don’t want to eat Rarity you fucking freak!
>Fluttershy shows you another bowl with marshmallow goop
>”See? I prepared this earlier to show you how I’m going to prepare your meal.”
That’s not Rarity though, that’s just marshmallow goop!
>”Exactly mister! That’s all she is and that’s all she should ever be to you!”
>She forces Rarity into the large bowl water
>Apparently her disfigured face  can still breathe because you can hear gasping and bubbles
>Fluttershy forces her again and again into the water
>She slowly melts until she’s nothing but goop
>Fluttershy takes out a spatula
>You shudder as the yellow menace begins mixing it
>”Cooking is fun~. Cooking is so fun~.”
>She sings cheerfully
>”Now it’s time to take a break and see what we have done~.”
>She moves the bowl all the way over to you, and the bitch balances the goo covered spatula over to your face
>”Would you like a sample?”
NO! YOU MURDERER!
>Tears run down your eyes
>Fluttershy crams it into your mouth
>It’s so delicious
>That wonderful marshmallow goop tastes warm and wonderful
>Creamy
>Thick
>Full of gelatin
>But this was the love of your life!
>”Don’t cry, this is a new beginning.”
>You move your head away to prevent her from giving you more goop
>Unbeknownst to the both of you the marshmallow mixture that was once Rarity slithers out of the bowl
>It knocks over a conveniently placed canister of oil
>Fluttershy has just finished forcing the last sample down your gullet
>She turns back but then slips on the oil
>Her spine shatters
>Blood leaks out everywhere
>Well….
>That escalated quickly
>What is her back made of?
>Marshmallow?
>Probably…
>You notice your bindings weren’t really that secure
>This all could have been avoided if you noticed ponies can’t tie knots for shit
>Idiot
>You break out of your bindings and pick up Fluttershy
>”Anon….I…”
>Throw her into the oven
>You want to weep, but you’re empty
>You move over to the pile of marshmallows that was once your lover
>It smells delicious
>You can’t help but feel hungry
>Lick your lips
>It’s what she would have wanted
>You get a graham cracker
>Some chocolate
>Then you proceed to make the greatest smore ever
>You’re about it bite into it when
>”Anon….is that you?”
>You gasp
Rarity?
>”Darling, I’ve somehow have come back to life to you in this form.”
>You tear up
I’m so glad!
>”But aren’t I hideous?! And what happened to Fluttershy?”
Neither of those are important, let’ make love
>”Oh alright.”
>You unzip your pants
>Her soothing voice already made your member erect
>You move Smore Rarity down to your crotch
>”Be gentle, it’s my first time as a smore.”
>You nod
>Slowly and gently you penetrate her marshmallow center
>It’s warm and toasty inside
>You stifle a moan
>Her marshmallow body quivers
>You assume she came on insertion
>”Oh Anon I love you so much!”
Me too!
>You thrust in and out
>You’re gripping so tight you’re surprised those sexy graham crackers haven’t been crushed yet
>The heat from your love making melts the chocolate making it an even more delicious treat
>You thrust out and the thrust in a final time
>You cry out as you unleash your stay puft into her
>You look down at the beautiful smore in your hands
Rarity no matter what happens I’ll always love y-
>Notice the smore is gone
>Hear crunching sounds
>Pinkie is beside you eating something
>”Mmmmm~! That was chocolately, salty, gooey, and all kinds of yummy!”
>You fall to your knees
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
>You glare at Pinkie who looks confused
What are you even doing here?! Why now?
>”Well Twilight says we need the Elements of Harmony to stop this big bad monster!”
>Ah shit
>”Where’s Rarity and Fluttershy?”
Cooked and eaten…
>You begin to sob again
>Pinkie Pie giggles in disbelief
>”They’re just hiding.”
>She trots around
>Slips on oil
>Everything moves in slow motion
>She gasps in shock
>Pinkie begins to hit the ground
>Her neck falls onto a knife that happened to be lying around
>Blood oozes out of her jugular like a fountain
>Pinkie is dead
PINKIE!!!!!
>Rainbow Dash rushes in
>”Never fear your friendly neighborhood Rainbow Dash is here!”
>Unfortunately she flies too fast
>She cannot turn in time
>Dash just flew right into the oven
>”Aaaaaaaagh!”
>”It burns! It burns!”
>Your mouth gapes
>Her form slowly fades to ashes
>Rainbow Dash is dead
>Twilight Sparkle teleports inside
Twilight! Twilight! Most of our friends are dead!
>"All of them are!"
>What about Applejack
>You turn to your right
>She's bleeding out on the floor
>Skinned alive
>....
>Okay...
>She gasps
>”NO! Now we’re all doomed!”
>The roof is broken off
>You see this horrifying monster for the first time
>It’s the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man
>He grins happily
>You hold Twilight
>She holds you
>He moves in to eat you
>”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
>That’s what happens when an Element of Harmony dies
>Now the whole world is screwed
>Fucking Fluttershy
>BAD END

A parody of gore writers (Fractured Flow in particular) in the Flutterrape threads. Sorry Fractured, but it's true. Stick to your non-gore stuff in Flutterrape, take your gore to AIE or a gore thread.