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Chapter 1 - Meet Twilight






Twilight groggily woke up in her library, alone. She glanced at a poster of King Sombra on her wall. She tried to imagine what it was like to enslave an empire.






His happiness wasn’t infectious enough.




Twilight had continued to dabble in powerful magic and thus Midnight Sparkle walked across the crystal prep recreational area towards the track and field. She saw in the distance Sour Sweet, Sunny Flare, Sugarcoat, Lemon Zest, and Indigo Zap, grouped together in the middle of the field. They were meeting on the weekend to train, as they were in the habit of doing. No one else would be present to see what was about to happen.




This chapter has much more of a loving theme and tone, but goes a lot farther into crazy town. I know it’s a very strange turn, but my intuition tells me that this is where the story goes. No one dies or is hurt in this one at all. (And in case you’re creeped out by me, I promise you I have never killed nor harmed anyone in real life.)






Months had passed since the events at the school

Cheerilee’s class of foals convened in the school house to begin another day. Months had passed since Tree hugger had been eaten and their practice had continued on to Rarity and the rest. They always kept their up and coming sacrifices on a platform near the side wall of the classroom, hogtied, with a plaque reading “plant food”. Not many of them had been there voluntarily. Since it was the start of a new week, there were none there today.


Cheerilee traveled with a dozen of her equine students through the forest. Everyone was having a good day and was easily entertained by their investigations of nature.






“We are not deep enough to encounter anything dangerous, but I will remind you to stay close,” warned Cheerilee.






Not

At Sugarcube Corner in Pinkie’s bed, Rainbow Dash laid on her back wearing a t-shirt and shorts, her ankles tied together and her wrists bound in front of her.






She chimed to herself, “Pinkie-time, Pinkie-time.”






Pinkie, in similar attire, bounded into the room with her favorite

Returning home to her cottage for the day, Fluttershy placed her pack on a couch cushion. She glanced outside the window to check on the backyard garden she had started a few months ago. One of the seeds was of an exotic tube-shaped carnivorous plant that had already grown quite large and had even gotten into some of her unsuspecting animals, much to her fascination.






What she saw outside caused

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I’ve been investigating my sexuality and I’ve discovered that my vore and death fetishes are almost completely based in humiliating the prey. I can’t believe I didn’t notice it before.

I started thinking about it since I don’t have a girlfriend and I noticed I would feel shame when I would see guys that are able to hang around cute girls (barefoot) like it’s no big deal and get no special satisfaction out of it that I would. It made me feel unworthy I guess and embarrassed. The shame made me curious more than anything though, and I knew that those people didn’t know about my shame so I had no one else to be embarrassed to.

When I entered puberty I had a very extreme phobia of being barefoot because I was humiliated that I was making myself like prey and I didn’t...
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