I'll let you use your imagination, if it can handle this.

I dunno what spurred me to write this. I haven't written anything real since... before last summer. And ironically that was a Pinkie Pie light hearted party poem.

This is technically unrefined. Didn't even reread it.

I didn't filter this cause... well, many of your typical visual blood and gore words and phrases are absent from this. Its about the same as my explicit sexual macro drawings. You know what is happening, but you don't actually see anything.