Truth Behind Harmony: Discordian Society

Discordia walked around the great cave she had learned to call home, marveling at the new form of culture she had managed to bring into being here. Nothing was sacred in this dark world of hers, but nothing was frowned upon either, so the society that had sprung up from such behavior was unlike anything ever seen on the world of her sister’s creation.

As she walked through she watched as her people walked towards the center of their great city, many of them hanging off of various concubines and lovers of all ages and genders, for their was no discrimination due to who your sexual partner was. It was in her opinion one of the things that made this society prosper, for everypony here was connected by their undying love for one another, their bonds formed by the acts of pleasure they shared with each other.

And Discordia reveled in it, all those lusts, all those pleasures; she could feel every single one of them and drank it all in with gusto. But this day was different, for she was not simply looking for some random pony to buck today. No, today she was looking for a specific pony, a pony who had slowly stolen her heart, though she had yet to admit to herself.

As she walked she was waved over by two ponies she knew very well, and she grinned as she walked over them. “Flim, Flam, how nice to see you two again, how have things been.”

“Very good actually,” said Flam, while his brother hid behind him, looking nervous. “We actually managed to turn over a nice profit in Manehattan, and we also set up another outpost there, which is being looked over.”

“Excellent, well done you two, now if there is nothing else; I really need to get going…”

“Um…there was something else actually.”

“Discordia raised an eyebrow, “I’m listening.”

“Well we were just…just wondering if you could turn Flim back to what he was…now that everything is going so well.”

Discordia glared at Flam, “and what makes you think you have earned such a reward…”

“Please,” said Flim, turning to look at Discordia with pleading eyes. “I know we have messed up in the past, but I can’t stand living like this anymore, I want to be normal again.”

Discordia stared for a moment, then sighed, “Very well, I will make you a mare again.”

Her horn lit up, and with a flash Flim was instantly changed into a mare. Flim looked over herself, her eyes widening as she examined her old features, tears coming to her eyes as she ran over and hugged Discordia. “Oh thank you, divines above thank you!” she then turned to her brother, hugging him before getting a giddy look in her eyes. “I’ll see you later Flam, I got to find some stallions to rut me senseless.”

“Why wait?” said Discordia, turning her head and looking out over the traveling masses. “Oh boys?” she called, waving over a group of stallions and then gesturing to Flim. “This mare is in need of your services, she has been away for a while and is in need of a good rutting, so please show her a good time.”

The stallions grinned, walking over to Flim, who was shaking from excitement as she led them off to the outer caves to find a room. Discordia then leaned down to Flam, whispering into his ear as he watched his sister go. “I suggest you find some fun yourself, I had some mares set aside for you; they are waiting for you in your room.”

With that Flam was off, Discordia watching him for a few moments till she felt a hoof brush the side of her leg. She looked down, and then grinned widely as she bent down, kissing Sweetie Belle on the lips and causing her to moan a little due to the contact. “You’re supposed to be in the cathedral,” said Discordia, letting her hoof drift along Sweetie’s body as her partner kissed along her jaw.

“I wanted to see you, plus-” she said, letting her magic brush against Discordia’s folds, causing her to shiver. “-I really want to do it again, you know, for a boost of confidence.”

“Sweetie you have to pace yourself, not many can handle my ravenous appetite.”

“Well I know I can,” said Sweetie, digging her magic in and causing Discordia to squirm.

“Oh you are an eager one aren’t you,” said Discordia, “but you will have to wait till after your performance.”

“Fine, but you know I won’t be the only one waiting…and in fact, just for that I think I am going to punish you.”

Discordia felt something enter her folds besides the magic, and moaned out loud as she caught an evil grin from the filly. “This will vibrate to my voice and my voice only, and you can’t take it out for the entire performance, otherwise you get none of this.” Sweetie then used her tail to point at her nether regions, smiling as she turned to walk away. “Enjoy the show,” she said, and then she vanished in a flash of magic.

“Oh that naughty little filly,” said Discordia, shaking her rump in anticipation as she made her way quickly to the cathedral.

The cathedral was packed by the time she reached it, moving to her private booth before sitting down, smiling as the announcer walked onto the stage.

“Mares and Gentlestallions, tonight we have the honor of presenting you a filly who has recently come into her own special talent, a filly whose voice can bring anypony to their knees in utter admiration. So without further guiding the lily, I present to you Miss Sweetie Belle!”

He quickly leapt off the stage as it suddenly darkened; the music starting up as the spotlights focused on the one little filly, who after a brief pause leaped to the center of the stage and started to sing, swaying her hips along with the music as her voice rang out over the audience.

The moment her voice hit Discordia’s ears she fell forward, falling to the floor as intense waves of pleasure raced through her body. “That…clever…little…devil…” she moaned, slowly climbing back up, heading over to the edge so she could lean against it and watch as the pleasure raced through her.

As the song wore on however Discordia began to see something starting to happen around Sweetie Belle, noticing a slight glow beginning to surround the young filly. Fighting off the lust filled fog clouding her mind, she quickly cast a spell, and what she saw was breath taking. Sweetie was using her voice to leach emotional energy from the crowd, gathering in to her and hording away in her body, an act that in itself wouldn’t have surprised her, for all of the ponies she had converted could do such. But it was the act behind her leaching that energy that was causing her to feel such glee, for it was greed influencing her actions.

She licked her lips as the song ended, slowly standing on her shaky legs as Sweetie left the stage, grabbing one of the stallions standing outside and sending him with a message for Sweetie, telling her she would be by soon with a special present for her most favored filly. After the messenger was sent away she left for the outer caves, for she had an article she needed to retrieve, and a promise to keep.

Sombra stared miserably out of his bedroom window, watching with disgust as ponies from all over the great cavern entered one of the local orgy pits, no doubt to indulge in one of the many luxuries they had to offer there. He was diverted from the window however by a knock on his door, which he opened with his magic to reveal Discordia standing on the other side.

“Oh it’s you, what do you want.”

She stood there a moment, as though she did not want to say what she had come to say, but then stepped inside, closing the door before speaking. “I have come to take the Element of Greed from your care Sombra, and I shall also be releasing you from my service, I have no more need of you.”

Sombra looked surprised at this, looking cautious as he got up and spoke to her. “That’s it, no altering of deals, no offers of greater power?”

Discordia shook her head, and then surprised him as she brought out the crystal she had been using to keep him in check, floating it over to him and draping it around his neck by the beaded wire attached to it. “I am a mare of my word Sombra; I said I would let you and Marmora go once I found the true wielder of the Element of Greed, and so I shall.”

She then surprised him by giving him a hug, holding him close and then whispering softly into his ear. “If you wish to bring her back to physical form, take her to the place she was slain, and she will be made whole again.”

She then let go of him, turning to leave but stopping when he put a hoof on her shoulder, turning toward him.

“Dis…Mother you don’t need to do this, there is still time for you to talk to them, I am sure they will understand.”

Discordia smiled but shook her head, “no my son, it is far too late for words to stop what I have started, I have done far too much for them to listen to me. There is only one path left from me, and I shall do what I must to reach its end. Now go…your true mother awaits you.”

She then vanished with a flash of light, leaving Sombra with nothing but the necklace and his thoughts.