Dash ground her teeth as she tearfully watched her flesh peel off.
Pinkie then moved to the other side and repeated the process on Dash’s left
flank. Once she had finished, Pinkie held up both cutie marks in front of her
friend and started waving them like pompoms. Dash just whimpered. Her thighs
burned like nothing she had felt before.
Yeeah, I should hope you’ve never felt this before.
Placing the ragged patches of skin down, Pinkie selected a large butcher
knife and walked behind the blue pegasus. “Hope you don’t mind, I think I’m
gonna wing it now,” Pinkie laughed.
Pffft.
She grabbed Dash’s left wing in her mouth and played with it for a few
seconds, yanking it back so the sharp pain reignited the fire in Dash’s flanks.
Then, stretching the wing out, Pinkie brought the blade down hard at the base.
And there it goes. No more flying for Dash, I guess. Unless the wings were entirely cosmetic and pegasi can fly by way of magic like most fliers in Worm.
Then again, unless Dash gets out of these restraints soon, she won’t be moving much at all.
Instantly, Dash screamed and thrashed her appendage. The movement threw
off Pinkie’s aim. She tried to hit the mark again but missed, and carved a huge
slice into Dash’s back.
Oww.
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