>Be you, Cherry Fizzy
>Be talking to your… marefriend, outside
“Yeah, I came, like, five times in two hours. Had to throw it away so that I could actually finish the job.”
>”Ooh, sounds pretty nice. I’ll have to see the results for myself.”
“It was, what, nearly a whole day ago? It probably smells bad by now, if it’s still intact. I really did throw it away, too.”
>She pouts
>”Come on, how’d you throw away a severed head covered in jizz?”
“Everfree forest, in a burlap sack.”
>”…That’ll do it. We’ll have to go again in the evening, so that you can show me.”
>You want to interrupt, but the train pulls out of town and distracts you
>A thought strikes you
“Huh, I wonder who just wandered into town. I hope they heard what’s been going on here.”
>She smiles mischievously
>”I wouldn’t know. Anyways, back to fucking a severed head…”
>You laugh
>So does she
>As you calm down, you remember a question
“What’s dying like when it doesn’t hurt?”
>She pauses to think, catching her breath
>”How to describe it… in the last moments, everything is heightened. Smaller feelings hit you harder and harder until it’s all gone.”
>”When there isn’t pain, or fear, or pleasure, or any feeling at all, it’s just… not really like anything, but still kind of nice.”
>You weren’t expecting that
“Really?”
>”Yeah, really. You should kill yourself to see what it’s like. I can even help you.”
>A voice you haven’t heard in a while suddenly hits you
>It’s loud
>”HEY! STOP THAT!”
>It’s Princess Twilight Sparkle!
>And Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash!
>They’re back!
>Finally, now this mess is their problem!
“Welc-“
>”Now you listen here! You’re a fully-grown mare! What makes you think it’s acceptable to tell others to kill themselves?”
>Swirl waves her hoof at the princess
>”Oh, he’ll be fine.”
>Twilight is positively incensed
>”Fine? Suicide is permanent! You don’t come back!”
“Princess, a lot of things have happened. Why, just yesterday I was giving her a French Monarchist, and here she is.”
>Rainbow and Fluttershy lean in
>The former asks Twilight what a “monarchist” is
>The latter asks what “French” is
>Twilight herself is just confused
>”Wait, you do know what death is?”
“Oh, yeah. We’ve been having fun with death, haven’t we, Swirl? Remember our day with Amethyst star?”
>Swirl recalls that vividly
>”Yeah, I wonder how she’s been doing.”
>She turns to Twilight
>”Anyways, death hasn’t been permanent here for something like a week now. Except for Pinkie Pie.”
>Oh, yeah…
“Aw, I’d almost forgotten about that. At least Applejack’s in jail over that.”
>Twilight is now thoroughly confused
>So are the other two
>”Is there somepony else I can ask about what’s going on?”
>A second familiar voice interjects
>”Here I am!”
>It’s Reddie Bread
>Twilight loudly asks
>”And who are you? Literally, I’ve never seen you before. Are you one of Pinkie’s cousins?”
>”Even better!”
>Reddie shouts, taking off his hat and flamboyantly throwing it aside
>Then he takes off… his…
>Moustache…
>Holy shit, it’s Pinkie Pie!
>Rainbow Dash looks at her and says
>”Pinkie, what are you doing?”
>Swirl, however is just as surprised as you are
>”By Celestia, didn’t you die?”
>Pinkie jumps up while shouting
>”Yup!”
>”But how did you survive?”
>”No idea! Now, you two run along while I clear all this up.”
>As you and Swirl back off, as Pinkie takes over
>Her frenetic style of description leaves the trio of element-bearers confused
>As you turn and walk away, you can hear Rainbow Dash very loudly understand what she’s talking about
>”WWWHHHAAT!!??”
>In fact, most of Ponyville probably heard it
>You and Swirl speed up from a trot to a run

>You’re back in your house
>The loud, almost argumentative explanation has moved to the other side of town
>Swirl sits on the floor
>You are sitting in your favorite chair
>”I can’t believe that Reddie was Pinkie all along…”
“I don’t think anypony could have seen it coming.”
>”Yeah… ”
>You sit back and relax
>Yep, this is a pretty nice chair
“I’m just relieved that she’s alive.”
>She crawls up and leans against your legs
>”Want to celebrate?”
>You think you know where this is going
“What do you have in mind?”
>She sits up
>”I could suck your dick. Maybe something more extreme, if you want.”
>You sigh
“Come on, can’t we just cuddle and enjoy each other’s company?”
>”Oh, but that’s boring!”
>You roll your eyes
“Can we at least give it a try?”
>She avoids your eyes
>”…Fine.”
“Hop on up here.”
>She crawls on top of you, sitting on your lap
>You put one hoof around the back of her head, and another around her upper back
>You pull her close
>She’s still guarded, her legs in between your bodies
“Hey, relax. I don’t bite.”
>She obeys, and her legs fall to your sides
>You rub her back with your hoof
>Your heads are right next to each other
>The heat of her body slowly melts away the stresses of the past weeks
>This is more comfortable than you have ever felt since you were a foal
>You can tell that Swirl doesn’t agree, though
>She’s still tense
>Her wings are folded in tightly
>It puts a damper on your mood
“What’s wrong?”
>She speaks slowly
>”This doesn’t feel quite right. Why are you doing this?”
“I think I love you.”
>It takes a while for her to respond
“…Oh.”
>A few seconds pass in silence
“Well, do you feel the same way about me?”
>”Uh…”
>She is looking away from you
>”Can I get back to you on that?”
>You can’t help but feel offended, but you aren’t sure why
>She stands up, gets off of you, and starts pacing the room
>It takes forever and a day, but eventually she asks you a question back
>”Are you sure you don’t just want a casual thing?”
“Swirl, we’ve been through a lot. Even now, we’re a really complicated pair. Why not take it the whole way?”
>”But we don’t have that kind of relationship!”
>You remember when you said the same thing to her
>Time to pull out the same response as she pulled on you
“Swirl, you’ve let me kill you and fuck you more times than I can count. What’s the holdup?”
>”I just didn’t expect this! I need a while to think about it!”
>Alright, you won’t push it any further
>Actually, your sex life means that she has spent a lot of time dead
>Maybe that’s why this is all catching her off-guard?
>You’ve literally had more time to think about it in the weeks you’ve been with her
>Well, there’s how you’re going to help her think through it
“How about this: Come back tonight, and I’ll have my fun with you. After that, no more for you until you have an answer.”
>She stares at the ceiling briefly, before sighing
>”Deal.”
“Alright. I’ll see you then.”
>She takes one look at you before walking out the since-repaired door
>You hope that she decides she likes you

>That evening, there’s a knocking at your front door
>When you open it, it’s Swirl
>She enters, and you close the door behind her
>She starts
>”I did some thinking…”
>A slight hint of fear invades her voice
>”…And yes, I do believe that I love you back. At least, I feel strongly about you somehow.”
>You run up and hug her
“I’m so glad to hear that!”
>”Hey, hey!”
>She pushes you off lightly
>”I believe you said I’d be getting some sex tonight.”
>She says it lightheartedly
>You take a second to compose yourself
“Got it, got it. Anything in particular? I think I know one way to do it that will let you see your own head tomorrow.”
>”I’ll leave it up to you.”
>She suddenly remembers something
>”Oh, one more thing! Twilight looked at the knife.”
>”The enchantment is really complicated, but apparently, touching is how it keeps you protected, being injured by it just makes it last longer.”
“Wow, really? Makes my plan a lot easier.”
>She starts to tense up with excitement
>”What’s your plan?”
“Well, I have this piano wire…”
>”I thought you didn’t play piano.”
“I don’t, but a friend does, and I did a favor for him. Don’t ask why he paid me in piano wire, I don’t know. Anyways…”
“How about I take you from behind, while using that around your throat?”
>Her hind legs rub against each other
>”Won’t that… kill me a bit early?”
“If you’re having too much fun, I can ease off the pressure.”
>”Oooh… let’s go. Let’s do it.”
>She’s positively giddy
“Slow down, we’re doing this outside. It will be easier to clean up.”
>You walk over and get the piano wire in question
>You’ve already prepared it for your idea
>It’s very long and connected at both ends, and has been twisted once to make a figure eight
>You put some tough padding on the back of your neck and wear one of the wire loops over it
>This is going to be good, assuming it doesn’t hurt you
>You walk out to the back yard, where Swirl is waiting for you
>She is presenting for you
>You can’t help but smile
>You walk across the grass to her, lining up your shot
>You shove her marehood’s lips aside push your hard cock into her, until you can’t go any further
>With your head above hers, you maneuver the wire until you can slip it over her head
>After making sure it’s around her neck, you whisper into her ear
“You ready?”
>She nods, breathing heavily
>You move in and out of her, planting your front hooves on her back
>She begins to whimper
>Once you get into the swing of things, you push off of her
>The wire tugs against the back of your head, but the padding keeps it soft
>For Swirl, however, it’s a bit more serious
>Her noises stop instantly, and are replaced by her attempting to breathe through the pressure
>As you thrust into her, it becomes slightly harder or easier for her to use her throat
>Her choking takes on the same rhythm as your movements
>After she starts flailing from lack of air, you let up
>You fall back onto her
“How was that?”
>She says through her panting
>”Not enough!”
>You push down on her shoulders again, and keep fucking
>She is so unbelievably wet that it’s easy
>Her front legs are splayed to the sides from the weight of your body on her back
>Her rear is still in the air
>She begins to convulse and spasm from the choking
>It even looks like her face is turning completely red
>Her frenzied jittering feels great on your dick
>You give her a few more seconds before letting up again
>She chokes and coughs, laying on the grass as you ram her
“Now, how was that?”
>Her voice is raspy and broken
>”Still not enough!”
>She goes back to breathing as fast as possible
>You give her a few seconds to catch her breath
>Then, you pull up one last time
>You start pounding her as hard and fast as possible
>Her head is pulled up by the wire pushing against her neck
>As you rub her in and out with your throbbing cock, she begins to scrabble around
>Her hooves try and find traction somewhere, but they’re pinned
>You look down at her
>Her tongue is hanging out
>There’s a massive smile on her face, which is aimed towards the sky by the pull of the wire
>Even as her face is turning red
>You start unconsciously pushing against her even harder
>Her jerking reaches its peak
>You keep pushing her down against the improvised garotte
>As she slowly starts to return to limpness, you realize what’s going on
>She has just died
>You cum instantly, your mind overtaken by the feeling of power at using her
>It doesn’t last long, however
>After a few seconds, one of your hooves slips off of her
>It plants itself in the ground next to her body
>You look down and see that it’s in a pool of blood
>As you take the wire off from around your neck, you realize that it’s not moving from hers
>It’s actually embedded in her throat
>It has cut a groove from being pulled on so hard
>You get off of her
>On her side, slightly covered by her wing, is a series of cuts
>That’s where she was holding the knife, which is now laying in the grass next to her
>You probably should have checked that earlier
>You promised that you would show her her own head after it had been used by you
>You pick up the knife and get to work cutting it off, planning the rest of the night to use it as best as possible