It felt like a tickle, nothing more than a light breeze, as a sodden squelch marked the moment Shimmer’s body bisected just above the pelvis with a shearing slice. The sound of rending flesh ending with a loud gulp as the torn away tissue was swallowed whole as little more than a twitching treat of uncoordinated flesh. The though causing a shiver to run up the unfortunate mare's spine as her vertebrae parted with the sodden sound of nerves tearing in a jagged gash as the earth pony was literally torn asunder in a sudden snap of predatory jaws. The force of her barrel getting butchered by a biological guillotine causing the mare to give a gagged gasp from her very much occupied gullet as the oral orifice continued to retch around an invading tendril.

The equine curious at the passing as she parted in the middle, her hoof reaching down as she lost sensation in her now misplaced legs, as she pawed the gory gape with dull probs. The blue mares hoof soon glistening with her slowly oozing lifeblood, the crimson stain tainting her trembling frog as she could barely feel anything other than a slight itching as she went into shock from the trickling injury. The grievous gorge carved in her flesh gutting her as her vital organs began to slip from the opening as sloppy sinew and foul fluids that pooled as a small puddle on the cold floor as Shimmer began to slowly bleed out. The nature of her cut no doubt fatal, but the brazen brutality of it had pinched the damaged tissue closed so she would not have the convenience of a rapid death from blood loss.

Shimmer slipping into shock, her heart growing faint in her chest as her eyes glazed over with a confused haze of death and lust. The mare’s loins would have twitched if they were still connected to her body, as she in fleeting flashes felt her bulging belly strain. The stomach sack packed to bursting with gelatinous globules that were the off-tasting eggs of the beast that had gone to town on her body as if she were but cattle in an abattoir. The abdomen protruding in a lumpy mess as if her flesh was lumpy porridge, that seemed to shift under her fur as the mare drew short shuddering breaths. Shimmer’s throat raw as the conveyor belt of copulation continued to thump down her throat in a chain of controlled clenches as the worm continued to scramble her insides.

The progress controlled and seemingly methodical as one after another, oblong lumps pressed down the parted oesophagus and disappeared past the sternum to slowly inflate the already swollen stomach until the mare seemed to twitch as if she might explode. The sturdy earth pony never feeling so open as she did right now with her tattered guts on show, her small intestine worming out of her like a spaghetti strand, that then slowly began to blossom. The feeling alien to Shimmer until she realized that her stomach had reached its capacity and now the jelly-like spawn was beginning to worm into her broken bowel piping. The velvety lumen opening in a yawn as the first egg slithered into the tubing and began to trickle through the velvety causeway tickling damaged nerves as they oxidised in the still air.

The sensation was like a case of bad bloating as Shimmer tried to grip an area of her body that no longer existed as her shattered nervous system ran cluttered communications up the cut short spinal column. This confused messaging leaving the mare unsure what to press to easy the uncomfortable pressure on her spilt innards, as she continued to rub her blood around like a child with finger paints. The sensation growing worse as more and more eggs began to wander into the inflamed intestine, as the pressure reached a peak before with a moist pop and the spurt of green bile the first egg rolled free from the convulsing cadaver of its surrogate egg sac to steam on the gore glazed floor.

Shimmer growing faint as her body burned for one last thrill, a biological impossibility as death hormones flooded her mind like a morbid mist. She wanted release, to feel her lacerated love tunnel getting ravaged so her marehood might quake one last time before her lights went out for the last time. Shimmer’s objectification complete, she was but a snack for some lecherous lurking monstrosity and its foul young, as her body went into a stuttering spasm that led into a groaning death rattle. Her confused hoof pushing against her exposed organs as if it might help her hang on for a few more minutes so that her oxygen-starved brain might suffer further hedonistic haemorrhages as she reluctantly gave up the ghost. The only thing she found was the spongy squelching of her liver, spleen and gall bladder as the organs spurted enzymes and other fetid fluids as they popped like ripe grapes.

The mares last moments not one of agony, but more a peaceful acceptance as her brain gave her one last kick of dopamine before she gurgled a tentative tremor, and her eyes fluttered shut. Shimmer going still as her hormone racked body gave her the sweet nirvana that the slut had wished to have snuffed out of her as she was completely dominated. The conquest continuing after brain death, as the mare fell backwards bucking back and forth as the worm continued to squeeze more of its slimy sprogs into the already over capacity meat bag. The wet slapping sounds continuing for a time before the worm was done, and it slithered off to let its savage shag cool in the corner as little more than sustenance for its young to devour once they hatched.

It was exactly what Shimmer wanted…..

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Small commission for  HypnoBitch who got the Lemon image combo that I and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ) call the doomwaffer commission.

In this adventure Shimmer Bolt has a savage sexual session with a horny worm that is more than a little rough with its lovers.

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