Chapter III

Fluttershy was not sure how long Applejack had been gone, but she was sure it was a at least a couple of hours. During that time, Fluttershy took stock of her situation.

Okay...I am trapped somewhere by a manic Applejack who is feeding me Pinkie Pie...and the worst part? I like it! I savor the sweet meat...even now, I hunger for it...no, I don't hunger for it...another hungers for it...

With this thought in mind, Fluttershy looked down at the sewed up incision on her stomach.

Perhaps if I were to get that apple seed out, this horrible hunger would not possess me...

Fluttershy began to study the stitching of her wound. Applejack was diligent, but did not have the skill she did in sewing...the knotted up end was some distance from the end of the incision.

Perhaps...if I tug on it?...

Fluttershy picked at the knotted end, and was about to pull it when suddenly the door opened. In walked Applejack, carrying a tied up and gagged filly. Fluttershy had seen the filly about Ponyville sometime...she was the daughter of Filthy Rich...what was her name? Diamond Spoon? Whatever the name, Fluttershy had observed the filly being rude and bullying to her peers, reminding Fluttershy of her traumatising and humiliating experiences in flight school. Apple Bloom and the other two Crusaders were often victims of the purple filly bullying. Why would Applejack bring such a rude filly here...where ever here was. Fluttershy realised she had no idea where she was...probably the basement of Applejack's farmhouse, but she could not be for sure. In any case, with the shackle around her leg, Fluttershy knew her chances of escape were very low.

Applejack laid the purple filly down on the table as Applejack's sister, Apple Bloom, entered the room. When the young filly saw her arch enemy tied and gagged, a smile took up all of Apple Bloom's face.

"Well, Apple Bloom...Ah think ya suggestion was a good 'un. This filly certainly sour," said Applejack to her sister. Apple Bloom smiled as she walked up to the tied up filly, ripping off the duct tape covering her mouth. At once the purple filly began complain, with Apple Bloom simply saying with a smile,

"This is for years of humiliation, bitch!"

With that, Apple Bloom bucked the filly's face. Blood and teeth flew from the filly face. With a lisp, the purple said after she had caught her breath,

"Wait until my daddy finds out about this."

Applejack responded, "Hay, rich bitch...you really think ya daddy cares 'bout ya? He'll just find another gold digging mare and make another spoiled brat like ya...his whore of a first wife shoulda just swallowed ya...waste of spunk, is what you are...hey, Apple Bloom, how 'bout you show our guest some Smith hospitality?"

With that, Apple Bloom grabbed an empty cider bottle and approached Diamond Tiara. Spreading the purple filly's legs apart, Apple Bloom swiftly rammed the bottle up Diamond Tiara's snatch. For her part, Diamond Tiara's eyes went big, then back to their normal size before she said with false bravado,

"Ya know, I like it kinda kinky."

"Hope ya into some serious masochist horse apples...this story ain't what ya thinking...most ponies won't clop to dis here tale..." replied Applejack.

When she had finished her sentence, Applejack looked at her sister and smiled and nodded. With this, Apple Bloom turned around, readied her hind legs, and bucked Diamond Tiara as hard as she could in the crouch. The sharp sound of glass breaking mixed with a mushy sound of tender meat being shredded. Blood and pieces of broken glass dripped out of the filly's now ruined hole while tears ran down her face. Apple Bloom laughed.

"Rough enough for ya?" she chuckled. Diamond Tiara sucked up some of her tears to plead.

"Apple Bloom...I...I'm so sorry for abusing you and your friends...if you just let me go...I swear I won't say a word...I promise I'll never make fun of another pony for the rest of my life."

Applejack laughed. "The purpose of this here little exercise ain't revenge...that's just a nice fringe benefit...some feathered brained ponies thought it'd be funny to burn down the apple orchard, and we need to regrow the trees...ya daddy needs produce to sale if he's gonna grab another gold digger. Now, Ah think some ham would be nice...how 'bout we tenderise the meat?"

With that, Applejack pulled a glove over her hoof and walked to a nearby fire place where a fire was crackling. She picked up a poker that was in the fire and began to walk back. Diamond Tiara's pupils became pin pricks as she made the connection between herself and the white hot poker.

"Dear Celestia...please...I'll...I'll donate all my money to charity...I'll open a soup kitchen and an orphanage...anything...just please don't let this happen...please!" Diamond Tiara prayed.

"Silly filly, Spike ain't here to take a letter to the princess," laughed Applejack. "Apple Bloom, how about ya spread those tender cheeks so we can get this here poker into her pucker?"

With that, Apple Bloom walked behind Diamond Tiara and grabbed a hoof full of purple arse in each hoof. Despite detesting the filly, Apple Bloom observed she was oddly hot and bothered by the sight of the puckered hole in front of here and the tender flesh in her hooves. She imagined fashioning a strap-on with a knife and hate bucking the purple filly to death...but she knew Applejack was in a hurry to regrow the orchard, so no sense in arguing. Perhaps there would be some left over filly for Apple Bloom to experiment her budding sexuality on when all this was done.

Diamond Tiara's body tensed up in preparation of the pain she was about to experience. She remembered the first time something had been inserted into her puckered hole...about a year ago after school by her secretly paedophilic school teacher, Miss Cheerilee...there was a reason she got away with bully every other foal most of the time. If a mare's hoof has been painful, Diamond Tiara could scarcely imagine the world of pain she was about to experience from the white hot poker.

Then Applejack screamed "Banzai!" as she rammed the white hot poker into the puckered hole. Immediately, Diamond Tiara screeched an inpony scream, sounding more like a dying animal, taking all of the air out of the little pony. This was followed by a river of urine, mixed with blood and broken glass, flowing from her front while faeces attempted to exit the blocked hole, instead being burnt onto the poker along with flesh. Half a minute in, the purple filly passed out from the pain.

Laughing, Applejack roughly yanked out the now slightly cooler poker, caked in burnt flesh, blood, and faeces and tossed it aside. Walking over to a nearby bucket of cold water, Applejack threw the water onto the purple filly, who woke up with a start.

"Not quite done yet, sugar cube," said Applejack, walking over to the purple filly.

Totally broken, Diamond Tiara weakly lifted her head and managed to get out, "Please...kill me...".

"We're getting' there, sugar cube. Just gotta bake 425 for two to three hours," Applejack replied as she picked the filly up and began to carry her to a pre-heated oven.

"No...please...slit my throat first," pleaded the filly as strongly as she could muster.

"Nah...live un's cook better," Applejack said simply as she opened the oven door and threw the purple filly in before locking the oven door. Through the glass door, everypony in the room could see Diamond Tiara's panicked expression as she impotently tried to wiggle free. In a couple of minutes, her skin began to blister...and a minute after that, her fur crisped, revealing the melting flesh. All the while, the filly was screaming her head off. After about five minutes, at which point the mass in the oven no longer resembled a filly, the screaming stopped and the mass of flesh went limp.

Turning the dial on an egg timer, Applejack said, "Okay, we'll check up on the roast in a couple of hours...have fun, Flutters!" With that, Applejack and Apple Bloom exited the room.

Fluttershy reeled from the horrors she had just witnessed. Even worse, her stomach growled and her mouth was drooling from hunger for the delicious smells coming from the oven.

Oh...surely some of my friends will notice me and Pinkie missing...well, perhaps not Rainbow Dash...she is a retard, after all...and Rarity has her head too far up her fashionable arse...but Twilight is the smart one...she'll rescue me...damn it all, this hunger is driving me crazy...gotta get this out of me!

With that, Fluttershy began picking at the wound again. Now the incision site was tender and swollen.

Knife must have been dirty...now I have an infection...thanks a lot, Applejack.

About to pull the string, Fluttershy was suddenly overtaken with nausea. Grabbing her stomach in pain, she quickly vomited. Her relief was short lived as her stomach cramped so badly she passed out from the pain.

Fluttershy slowly came back to the waking world, the sounds of ringing and hoof steps ringing in her ears. The smell of roasted meat made her mouth water before she opened her eyes. Applejack was removing the roast from the oven and placing it on a plate. Then, with a butcher knife, Applejack began to carve out Diamon Tiara's ribs. Fluttershy glanced down at her self. Her stomach was now bulging; her navel popped out.

"Have a good nap, sugar cube?" asked Applejack, putting the ribs on a plate. "My, that little seed about to pop out! Here, eat this sour so the we have sour apples."

With that, Applejack sat the plate by Fluttershy. Having abandoned any pretences of persevering her morality, Fluttershy greedily grabbed the ribs and began ravaging the meat. While opposite from Pinkie's meat, being rather sour instead of bubble gum sweet, the meat was still was delicious as Pinkie's. Pulling the meat from the bone, Fluttershy barely swallowed before scrapping more meat off with her teeth, even sucking the bones clean one by one. Soon the plate that was once full of filly meat was just a bile of bones. Fluttershy was licking her fingers when her stomach pained her again, causing her to bend over double. Then a very sharp pain shot from her stomach as she felt the flesh above her navel erupt. Gathering herself enough to open her eyes, she looked down at herself, and could hardly believe her eyes.