nice work. Will you do an add-on to the latest tale involving a mad and upset Discord, a "zombie" Fluttershy and/or Pinkie Pie and a complete resurrection of one or both ponies?

>>13589
Might have to if I'm gonna end up killing them again without pulling some AU stuff.

>>13595
Still hoping for the CMC story. :)

Is it too much to hope that Rainbow's wish to hang with Fluttershy at the park is literal?
Thanks again for using my idea! It was a great, sexy chapter. I'm also a little surprised they caught Sassy so quickly. I'm interested to see where the story goes.
Just had an idea related to my off-hand comment about Rainbow. Maybe something is subconsciously affecting the mane six to either be more likely to act on a normal fleeting suicidal impulse or affecting ponies around them to make any random homicidal thought about the Elements irresistible.

Above post was me

are you still writing or are you taking a break?

>>14079
I am writing up another chapter.

Should Have Checked Her Pulse (EQG!Pinkie Pie)

The body was found in the morning after a jogger passed by her on the bench and noticed how she wasn’t responsive. The jogger lightly touched her plump legs, but still no response. Panicked, he first tried to call the police, but after a moment to think, he decided to just touch her just a bit more.

The woman’s chubby, pink body looked too cute not to at least feel. Erect nipples were outlined on her bra, as well as a cameltoe on her shorts. He squeezed her breasts, even sneaking a peak by pulling out her bra and looking down her chest. As he saw her nipples, he dug his hand into them and felt them up. He also felt up her crotch, tracing the outline of her cameltoe and rubbing his middle finger against the slit. He got on top of her and grinded his groin against hers. Her breasts bounced in rhythm as he groped at her belly. He even took the time to feel up her legs. With just a few thrusts, he jizzed in his pants. He didn’t want to go any further than that to avoid suspicion, so he called the cops and went on his merry way.

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Police bagged the body and shipped off her body to the morgue. The mortician there unzipped the bag and pulled the chubby body out. He laid her down on the cold metallic table and jotted down the information he was given. The corpse was that of Pinkie Pie, cause of death to be determined. After that, he wrote a toe tag, took off Pinkie’s shoes and socks, and placed the tag on her toe.

He next took three plastic bags and began to cut through Pinkie’s clothes. With each snip, the shorts became looser and looser. With one final snap, her short lost their grip on Pinkie’s body, exposing her pink thong to the moritican as he scooted her chubby legs to grab her shorts. With two snips, he cut Pinkie’s underwear as well. As he took the panties away, he saw a bush of Pinkie’s pink pubic hair.

The mortician noticed that he was getting hard just by looking at her feet. He decided to take a break and rub her dick against her sweaty soles. As he used Pinkie’s feet to jerk off, he spread her legs just to get a full view of her pussy. He was about to climax… No. Not now. He needed to continue.

He took the scissors and cut off Pinkie’s sports bra. Her breasts jiggled out. He couldn’t resist a grab. As he touched her large breasts and even licked her nipples. That’s when he noticed something…

It had been about six hours since the body was discovered… Wouldn’t the body lose its warmth by now? Suddenly, the corpse’s eyes opened up.

“Huh? W-where am I?” The corpse then spoke.

“The hell!?” The mortician moved away as Pinkie sat up. Her eyes widened as she looked at her naked body on the metal slab.

“What’s going on!? W-were you fondling me?” The mortician shook. If she tells anyone, his job’s over…

Unless…

Before Pinkie could say anything, the mortician squeezed Pinkie’s neck. Pinkie writhed as the mortician got on top of her. Her legs kicked at him, but he wouldn’t let up. His pants were already down and as he got closer to Pinkie, his dick entered her vagina. He began to have sex with her as he continued to choke her. Pinkie slowly lost the strength to fight back as her mind focused more on how she was getting turned on with this.

“Ungh! Yes!” The mortician exclaimed as Pinkie began to grit her teeth. Just a bit longer… He could feel Pinkie’s muscles twitch before she gave out one last gasp of air. Her limbs became limp save for the occasional spasms. A few spasms were felt in her vagina, which made the mortician ejaculate into her. As he pulled out, Pinkie continued to writhe. With one tight twist, the mortician popped her neck and ensured she wouldn’t get back up. Now all he can do is watch as the cutie jerk about until they too die, all while he recorded it as a momento. And after that, urine came out of her vagina and flushed out the cum.

Once that was done and over with, the mortician straightened out Pinkie’s body before the muscles began its rigor mortis. He closed her rolled up eyes and pushed her tongue back into her mouth. As far as everyone was concerned, Pinkie’s cause of death was a heart failure. He wrote that on Pinkie’s toe tag and covered her up.

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Three days passed as Pinkie’s family came to claim her. They would move her back to their farm where they would bury her. They didn’t care about what she would wear and thus she was buried in the nude, though as they transported her corpse, one of Pinkie’s sisters didn’t seem to mind sneaking a grab at her plump ass or fingering her…

Not that she would have minded, dead or alive. But still, a tragedy could have been avoided if someone had checked her pulse.

Good one! How about some CmC now? ;)

nice

Bumping this because some idiot spammed this off the list.

Considering a story about Somnambula

>>14862
Is this still a thing ?

Buried in Cum (Somnambula)

It was a weird request from her, but Celestia managed to arrange it so that Somnambula, for seven days, would be placed in a death-like coma and be placed inside a tomb for people to pay their respects. Supposedly, the people of Somnambula were convinced she was dead and when it turned out that she wasn’t, Somnambula decided to “pretend” she’s dead so that they could hold a funeral for her.

Cinderella was called in to dress Somnambula’s comatose body. Already, Cinderella began to touch herself as she saw the naked beauty. As her dresser, she had first pickings. After placing on her headdress, Cinderella gave her a customary kiss on the forehead, followed by her hand brushing down her velvety fur before fingering her pussy. Though she felt dizzy just from touching a warm body, Cinderella tried to hold her desires back, at least until she finished preparations.

She had placed golden rings on Somnambula’s legs, arms, and tail. As she lifted up her feet, Cinderella kissed the ball of her foot and got a good glimpse of her snatch. She then began to paint her nails, taking extra care of her feet. Toenail polish was just one of her kinks. As she set the legs down, she got out the undergarments that Somnambula requested to be displayed in. Both her bra and panties were made from see through silk. A nice touch, Cinderella noted.

Next she applied her dress, also see through. As she applied the finishing touches, Cinderella stripped down, pounced on Somnambula’s body and grinded against her. Her soft fur mixed with her silk dress was just irresistible against Cinderella’s own naked body. While she enjoyed fondling a couple of the bodies at the morgue when she prepares them for the funeral, she never made love with any of them. She found cold bodies to be unenjoyable, but with Somnambula, she was merely sleeping and thus her body temperature was warm.

She kissed Somnambula on the lips and groped her breasts. She was careful not to disturb any of the clothing she had or even the nail polish. The most she would do is rub her naked body up against Somnambula. She couldn’t help herself but scream in ecstasy. The excitement got too much for her that she began to discharge on her nude legs. She cleaned up and gave Somnambula one last kiss on the lips before going.

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Throughout the week, many travellers went over to pay their respects to Somnambula, as well as have sex with her. As per ancient Somnambulan traditions, the body of a female noble would have their nude body exposed and preserved for a few days as many people inseminate her so as to provide soldiers to guide her into the afterlife.

Though in Somnambula’s case, cumming inside her would risk her becoming pregnant and so it was agreed that internal cumshots would be a finable offense, just to be safe. It didn’t stop the visitors from cumming over her body though. As seven days passed, Somnambula’s well toned body, wings, tail, feet, hands, mouth, and even anus were covered and drenched in cum. She was effectively buried in it. Of course, after each day, someone would come and clean up for the next day, that way the smell doesn’t get too bothersome.

The last reported visitor to Somnambula said that he was doing the usual foreplay as per tradition, such as rubbing her feet over his penis and feeling up her ass, but just as he was about to penetrate Somnambula, he noticed her eyes open up. He freaked out and backed away, only for her to coyly lift a leg and tell him to keep going.

>>15070
Please sir ,can we have this( >>13286) now ?

>>15094
Wait no longer...

Sweet Bloom (Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle=

Based on Changotan's drawings

It had been a few hours since Scootaloo’s wake. Apple Bloom had just set down a glass of cider for both her and Sweetie Belle on the latter’s bed. The night was quiet, enough for them to gather their thoughts after seeing their long time friend eternally resting in her casket.

“I’m really gonna miss her…” Apple Bloom muttered. Sweetie Belle nodded. The two were staying at Canterlot Boutique, Sweetie Belle having inherited it after Sassy Saddles was arrested for the murder of her sister, as well as three other ponies. The two had been, in truth, scared. For the past few days, ponies had been dropping like flies. First it was Rarity and Coco, then Diamond Tiara, then Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, and just recently, Scootaloo. The scary part was that most of them were murders than just mere accidents like Diamond or Scootaloo’s deaths were.

“Apple Bloom… If… If one of us were to…” Apple Bloom put a finger to Sweetie Belle’s mouth.

“We won’t. Trust me… Now, let’s get our minds off this...” The two shared a glance. Apple Bloom felt up Sweetie Belle’s thigh and moved her hand to her crotch. Sweetie Belle took a moment to get into the mood, but when she did, her first place to touch was Apple Bloom’s exposed midriff. She rubbed her belly and moved it up to her bra. Sweetie Belle felt Apple Bloom’s cupped breasts.

“You sure have grown…” Sweetie Belle lustfully said.

“Not as much as you!” Apple Bloom’s hands went straight for Sweetie Belle’s large breasts and squeezed them. The two giggled before kissing each other…

And that’s when they heard a window being broken.

“Apple Bloom?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“Hang on…” Apple Bloom got off the bed and snuck downstairs. As she got onto the stairwell, she saw three masked men pry the casket holding Rarity open. The three then showed off their hands. Two of them held their hands flat while another clumped his into a fist.

“Oh come on! That’s no fair!” One of the burglars said.

“Hey, it’s the rules. I get first dibs!” Apple Bloom saw the apparent winner of Rock, Paper, Scissors haul Rarity out of the casket and slowly began to disrobe her. She realized what was going on and ran down.

“Hey! Stop that!” Apple Bloom clocked the winner’s head and knocked him down.

“Oh shit!” One of the burglars held his hands up while another just reacted on reflex. Apple Bloom could see the man reach for something, but she was too late to move accordingly as he pulled out a gun and unloaded a bullet into her skull. Blood and bits of brain flew out of Apple Bloom’s head as she fell over backwards. She only had enough life in her body to futility move her legs and look at the wound before she expired, legs spread and eyes rolled up.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” The burglar shouted to the armed man.

“S-sorry! I didn’t mean to kill her!”

“Put the safety on next time, dumbass!” As the two argued, Sweetie Belle rushed downstairs, then shrieked upon seeing Apple Bloom’s corpse. She tried to run off, but her leg slipped on the step and she fell. Her head bashed against one of the steps as she fell unconscious. The third burglar woke up.

“The hell happened, Score?” He asked.

“Dumbbell here shot one of the ponies and the other just got knocked unconscious!” Score said.

“Damn it! This would have been a good run too!” The main burglar, Hoops, eyed the two bodies. “Silver lining: we don’t have to share. I still call dibs on the sexy one. You two can decide on those two.” The two remaining burglars got to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. The one who went for Sweetie Belle took out a zip tie.

“What’s that for?” Dumbbell asked his associate.

“Insurance.” Score gently placed the zip tie over Sweetie Belle’s neck and, once he looped it, tightened it around her neck. Sweetie Belle’s eyes opened and she began to gag. Her legs thrashed about as Score just did nothing but watch her unintentionally flashing him her black lace panties. Sweetie Belle only had a few moments before she choked out, her tongue rolled out of her mouth.

Score undid his pants and whipped his dick out. The first area he would check was Sweetie Belle’s mouth. He placed his penis into her wet, warm mouth as her tongue served as a soft bed for it to grind back and forth.

“Damn! That feels good…” Score began to deep throat Sweetie Belle, his tip reaching the back of her throat. He undid Sweetie Belle’s shirt to see her bra, then lifted it up to expose her huge breasts, complete with very puffy areola. “Eat it!” He grabbed Sweetie Belle’s breasts and picked up the pace. He grunted and released his semen into her esophagus. Had the zip tie not done her in, the glob of cum would have killed her.

Meanwhile, Dumbbell opened up Apple Bloom’s shirt and tore her bra open to show her breasts. He took a look at her well-toned belly. Girl must have been working out. He undid the suspenders that held her short shorts and pulled them down along with her pink cotton panties. He noticed a trail of juice from her vagina.

“Hey, look at this horny slut!” Dumbbell looked at the huge forest that was her red pubic hair. He brushed his finger over her vagina to feel the moist juices that she excreted when she fondled Sweetie Belle. Score raised Sweetie Belle’s legs up and pulled her panties off.

While they were busy stripping the girls, Hoops had already stripped Rarity down to her bare skin. Her undergarments and babydoll were scattered by her casket as he carefully took off her pumps, just to adore her soft soles. He placed her on the ground, ass up, and inserted his penis right into her vagina. His peers also did the same thing and spread Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle’s legs before lancing their hymen with their shafts.

While Hoops scored himself with the most beautiful pony of the three, she paled in comparison to how warm Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle’s snatches were. Dumbbell lifted up Apple Bloom’s leg and kissed her foot, licking each of her little toes. Score groped Sweetie Belle’s plump ass and fingered her clit.

Alas, their blissful sex couldn’t last forever and one after another, they released their cum into their corpses. As they dropped the bodies off, the three converged and after a moment, Hoops’ jaw dropped.

“... We just committed murder. And we left our evidence all over the place… WE GOTTA BURN THE PLACE DOWN!” Hoops screamed just as he turned around and noticed the cops. Guns pointed right at Hoops and his band. “Oh fuck…”

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There wasn’t any need for a complex crime scene investigation. As soon as ponies heard a gunshot, police were called and they nabbed a trio of Pegasi who murdered two girls along with molesting their corpses. Despite the trends surrounding having sex with the deceased at funerals and the morgue, necrophilia as a whole was still considered illegal by Celestia’s standards. Cadance fought to insert some leeways into the system so as to support her ideals on love.

One of those leeways was something called “paid consent”. Ironic how the Princess of Love had post-mortem prostitution as one of those leeways. The long story short of it was that a pony can, as per their last will and testament or through whoever their body is given to, help pay for their expenses by selling their body for communal use. Some of the more beautiful ponies in Canterlot signed on for this so as to provide their loved ones with extra cash long after they died.

Rarity, however, didn’t sign on for that, as the handler of her, Sassy Saddles, merely used her as a prop for Canterlot Boutique. It was Coco that had paid consent. Though from what I saw, even if Rarity did have paid consent, prices would be so expensive that the boys couldn’t possibly afford her. So they broke in and fucked her. Now, had it just ended with that, they would have just gotten jail time and a fine.

But they murdered two ponies tonight, and thus, they would be taken to Tartarus. As for the corpses, Rarity was already processed so she doesn’t need to go through the morgue again, though Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle needed to be taken in. Flashing Climax just took a few pictures of the crime scene. He rubbed himself as he saw Sweetie Belle’s body splayed out. In a way, she looked more like she passed out from having too much sex, though the zip tie around her neck confirmed otherwise. He picked up the two corpses and placed them in body bags.

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Ever since Sassy Saddles was arrested, we obtained a new mortician: Rainbow Dash. It seems her time with Fluttershy had created a new fetish for her, as she became an on-call medical examiner. She had handled some of the corpses like Scootaloo and Derpy and created some erotic tapes to be sold to help pay for costs, so she was a shoe in.

When she was told she’d be handling Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, she was pretty excited. However, she wasn’t able to undress them the way she wanted. They were already naked as it was. Her job was to get the articles of clothing out of the way and document their bodies, to which she did. Though, it was what she did after that had me intrigued.

In her defense, we were short a trolly so Rainbow had to have Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle share, but the way she positioned them had me oddly aroused… Sweetie Belle was positioned on top of Apple Bloom, her tongue drooping down onto Apple Bloom’s vulva. Meanwhile Apple Bloom’s lips were pressed up against Sweetie Belle’s own vulva.

When I asked why she had them in a 69, she argued that they were good friends, so they wouldn’t mind it. It gave me some inspiration as I took photos of the girls. These would serve as good material for at least a week, maybe two. The last thing I noted was a small note on Rainbow Dash’s paper, in which she mentioned that Sweetie Belle’s breasts were like swollen marshmallows. Seems Dashie has a case of breast envy.

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We stored them in the cold for a while as we made the arrangements. When we pulled them out, though, they were stuck in the 69 position and we had to pry their cold, nude bodies off of each other. We got Big Macintosh, Apple Bloom’s brother to help, though he asked if he’d have alone time with Apple Bloom in return.

I gave him the alone time, though of course recording the “bonding” he gave to his sister, strongly squeezing her breasts and plowing her with sheer force. I could almost hear her legs popping under his pressure. He kissed her lips and neighed loudly as he released his cum in her body. The material added about a week.

With that done, I had Cinderella prepare the corpses. The two, to save space, would share a casket. It was truly an experiment of contrast. Apple Bloom wore a pretty farmer girl outfit, complete with overalls and was barefoot whereas Sweetie Belle was dressed in a classical gown, though not as risque as her sister’s. Unlike most of the other bodies who had entered the morgue, these girls were traditional, wishing to be buried by the tree where they had their clubhouse so many years ago. I managed to convince the handlers of Scootaloo’s body to bury her there too instead of whatever sort of fucked up experiment they were gonna have with her.

I guess it was my gift to them for providing such lovely memories.

>>15155
Wait,did i miss the story where Scootaloo died ?

nice job can't wait for more

>>15160
Nah. I'm planning for that to be next.

>>15166
Cool

>>15166
Suggestion:
Scootaloo do a try out for the Washouts
Since the Washouts have a laxist attitude about security like in the episode,Scootaloo end up killing herself breaking her neck doing a stunt with a skateboard
Rolling Thunder and Short Fuse pick her body to hide in the forest but notice that the kid is all grown up
Peel off her Washouts uniform and molest her sexy tomboy corpse,licking the sweat from her tits and stomach,fucking her virgin lesbian pussy and mouth
Dump the corpse in a dumpster bin
Cue additional mortician shenanigans in the morgue and her being burried like in the end of the Apple Bloom/Sweetie Belle story

more

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I wonder if we get any new story here.

>>15175
nice suggestion but I would have those two get seen dumping her body and get a vist from the cops

Have there been any artistic renditions of the original characters in this? Because I'd like to have a try.

no so go for it

more

Shitty sketches, but I'm making a few more, probably.
From left to right : Mort Momento, Flashing Climax, Cinderella Fashionista

>>18741
Wrong thread,wrong board.Is this a bot ?

>>18758
I'm honestly not sure if this is the right place to post those honestly even tho it's technically on topic

>>18743
Can we also have fanart of some of them tending to the corpses (preferably Sweetie Belle)

Glorious

>>18743
I think fanart being here is not breaking any rules.

Also i commissioned something to add to my drawings commissions (that this stories are based on) hxxps://www.fimfiction.net/story/439237/triple-wages Enjoy. :)

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Washed Out [Scootaloo]

“Damn it, why do we have to do the dirty work?” Short Fuse held the limp legs of the newbie member Scootaloo, who unfortunately broke her neck during a stunt gone horribly wrong. It was a simple one too, just do a backflip. However, her neck hit against the end of a ramp and pop, neck snapped.

“Because Lightning Dust is too busy trying to figure out how to spin this without getting us in shit!” Rolling Thunder’s fingers dug into the spandex of Scootaloo’s arms. To avoid investigation, Lightning Dust insisted on burying Scootaloo somewhere in the woods. “Here!” They stopped about a hundred and fifty feet into the woods as Rolling Thunder dropped Scootaloo’s body. Short Fuse still held onto her legs as the body landed with a soft thump.

He hesitated as he saw the way her body just hung from the bottom up. Her rolled up eyes were a bit scary to look at, especially when he saw just how happy and free-spirited she was, but the rest of her body? There seemed to be something irresistible about it. Once his eyes narrowed to her crotch, it all became clear.

“Alright, help me dig a ditch. It’ll get faster if we…” Rolling Thunder turned around and saw Short Fuse prod Scootaloo’s crotch with his hand. “… The fuck are you doing?”

“No one’s gonna know we’re here.” Short Fuse laid Scootaloo on the ground and proceeded to tug Scootaloo’s uniform. “Besides, Lightning would want us to bring back the uniform.”

“Well, if you want the uniform…” Rolling Thunder rolled Scootaloo’s body onto her belly and unzipped the back of the uniform. She peeled off the uniform and revealed Scootaloo’s underwear: a sports bra and bike shorts. Short Fuse let Scootaloo fall as her body limply hit the ground. As he saw her tomboy body, he got on top of her and licked her abs. He felt up her bra to feel at her small breasts, while another hand fingered her vulva.

Afterwards, he pulled her shorts up a bit and suck his erect cock into her. Rolling Thunder couldn’t help but feel turned on by seeing Scootaloo be violated. She touched herself and grinded her vagina up against Scootaloo’s nose. Short Fuse and Rolling Thunder made out as they humped their groins on Scootaloo. Soon, they released their discharge all over Scootaloo’s body. With the pent up sexual frustration out of the way, the two proceeded to bury Scootaloo…

—-

Unfortunately, they buried her too shallowly and it took one traumatized filly to discover Scootaloo’s corpse. It took no time to analyse her corpse. Broken neck, cum in her belly, discharge on her face. Needless to say, if the intent was to hide Scootaloo, they did a piss poor job at it.

There was something arousing about Scootaloo’s nude body splayed out on the slab, however. I decided to leave her like that for a bit while I checked to see if there were any visitors. There was.

A young adult by the name of Rumble. He claimed to be a close friend of Scootaloo. A lover, perhaps? Well, enough of a time for me to leave him alone with her and see if the sparks flew.

He seemed scared of the corpse. Could be the way her mouth was wide open or her eyes locked in a state of shock. But, like with some people, the moment they realized they were alone in a room with a naked corpse was the moment their eyes looked to below the head. It began with a cursory grope of her breast, followed closely by his fingers tracing down her softly formed abs before they stopped at her marehood. After a few fingers, he looked back to her head.

He pulled his pants down and allowed his erect cock to do the rest, leading it into Scootaloo’s mouth. After a few moments of rubbing his dick in her open jaw, he flipped her over. Scootaloo had a pretty firm butt, all things considered. Rumble seemed to agree too, as he felt up the buns. He had a go at her for a few moments before he ejaculated in her mouth.

He continued to do this for thirty minutes, making Scootaloo his doll as he explored her cute butt, even sticking his dick inside her anus. He had a pleasurable time with her, though cleaning her cum filled body was going to be a bit of a chore.

—-

Once that was done, it was time to prepare Scootaloo for her funeral. No one was there to pay for it save for some shady businessmen. I assumed they simply want her for their own pleasure, but when the wake occured, I overheard some of them talk about a “rainbow factory” and how Scootaloo was going to be transferred there once the funeral’s said and done.

Sometimes I wonder if this is some sort of sick contest to out bizarre our business practices. First Sassy with the dolls and now this factory.

Regardless, they managed to let Scootaloo go out in something other than her birthday suit, though it was a simple dress with mary janes. I doubt they even gave her underwear. It did give the mourners a show though, including two of Scootaloo’s close friends.

>>18944
I genuinely didnt expect you were going to write it anyway, thanks (Do you also plan to finish the Sticks CGI set you're making over 3DCG ?

>>18946
Yeah, just gotta get back into that.

>>18944
Quite a cool story! Did enjoy it twice already! xD
Did you see the new drawing by Chango with all the sexy student from Twilight School?

>>18974
No, I don't think so.

>>18974
>Vore
I dont think that's Mort fetish from what i read so far

>>18983
Yeah, I'm gonna have to say no to that.

>>18985
I dont know if you still take suggestion (given you did >>15175) so i'm putting this for you consideration,just in case you still do that
Name:Lyra and Bon Bon
Based on that line from one episode where Bon Bon said she's a secret agent,my idea is having a spy from an Equestrian foreign nation (Saddle Arabia or other of your choice) send on a mission to kill Bon Bon for state reason (with Lyra being a collateral damage)
Cause of Death:The story can open on the two lesbian ponies enjoying a night of sex eating each other pussy as our killer spy (you can give him a generic name if you want like Agent X or something) jack off to his future victim.As Lyra go to fresh up in the bathroom,our spy divide his plan,he sneak to the bathroom to kill Lyra to both lure Bon Bon and to leave no witness.He strangle Lyra in the bathtub with a garrote wire(like in the image i posted) and wait for Bon Bon to check on her girlfriend upon which our spy snap her neck as her last vision is of her dead girlfriend).The spy then get his just reward,molesting the two sexy dead dykes corpse,he fuck them,he shove his dick in their mouth before leaving and letting the two corpses stacked on each other,their lips locked in a last kiss
You can decide wether or not the mortician have fun with them,if he does,my main idea is of straight guy fucking lesbian girl so maybe the mortician can make the two corpse kiss each other or being stacked in a 69 position like in the CMC story
Death Outfit:Both nude i guess,Bon Bon can wear a white nightgown if you want
Funeral Arrangements: Together in their wedding dresses

>>19235
I still take requests, yes.

Any chances on something with Derpy or Rainbow Dash?

Maybe some accident that killed them + morgue necro? :D

>>19352
Not Mort but i think you'll have more chance to get a request written (porvided he have time and the desire to do so) if you developed your idea more

He made this little form in the OP
Name: (this would be a character from MLP. It might branch out to other series, but for now, it's MLP. If your suggestion is an OC, please link to their appearence)
Cause of Death: (how did they die and how were they found at the crime scene?)
Death Outfit: (how were they dressed when they were processed by CSI?)
Funeral Arrangements: (what, if anything, have they requested happen to them for their funeral?)

IMO "some accident" is too vague (unless you want Mort to improvise something for you or decide for you,i dunno) You dont necessarly need to write a whole wall of text/guideline but try to develop your idea more than just "Name X or Name Y get snuffed"

>>19353
Name: Derpy Hoofs and Rainbow Dash
Cause of Death: Accident(?). Collision at high attitude during flight.
Dash died from broken neck when impacting Derpy in the air.
Derpy got her back/spine broken on a rock when she hit ground -suffocated to death.
Death Outfit: Rainbow Dash tight spandex Flight suit with sport underwear under it.
Derpy - grey button-up shirt, jeans shorts. Pink cute bra and White panties with hearts on them.
Incident: Both flyers mush have collided in the air at high speed over the Evefree forest(Dash broken neck and bruise on Derpys forehead).
Bodies found after approximately one day. Singh of the scene being disturbed as both girls had they clothes in disarray and semen was found in and on them (probably someone found them as they were already dead and used them as no sights of struggle are present).
Funeral Arrangements: Dash - lack of any found in her documentation. Derpy - not written. By request of royal cort - bodies to be prepared for plastification to preserve them in as much natural looking condition as possible - both being transferred to XXX castle and into private rooms of Txxxxxxx Sxxxxxx.

Name: Nightmare Moon(herm version, has horse genitalia for some reason)
Cause of Death: Execution via beheading
Death Outfit: Naked, her head being mounted on her now perma erect horsecock
Funeral Arrangements: None, but her body and head were preserved and essentially given away for public sex relief. Thus certain spells were cast on them. The body should be still warm and is reacting to certain stimuli such as penetrating someone with the penis or getting penetrated by one as if it was still alive. Nightmare Moon's headless corpse and its severed head is also under a special anti-thieving spell that makes it return back to its original spot after 12-24 hours after the body removal or so.

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