Twilight was leaning in on her forehooves, far closer than Shining would’ve liked. “What do you mean, ‘don’t worry about it!?’ Your carriage was a full thirty minutes late!” It was hard to tell if Twilight was more concerned about his safety or the fact that someone in the family had been late to their honeymoon.
“Shining, what happened on the way over? After the wedding disaster, I was worried that maybe the changelings found a way back.”
Shining put a hoof on Twilight’s shoulder, lightly forcing her back on all four hooves. “Twily, don’t worry, we just stopped for food along the way. Besides, Cadance and I made sure they’re not coming back.”
“But there was food at the wedding and if I recall correctly, you ate more than anypony else. There’s not even anywhere to stop on the way to the Hot Springs from here. Wait, that means you-” She gasped in realization, “You stopped by the Everfree Forest!?” Twilight was leaning forward again, not a good sign.
Twilight saw right through his lie; she always did. Shining Armor was torn. On one hoof, he didn’t want to lie anymore to Twilight. Being as close as any brother and sister could hope to be, they shared all of their secrets. However, what really happened that night even Cadance wouldn’t want to disclose. This was one secret he couldn’t share.
Hoof behind head, Shining covered his tracks, “Cadance wanted to stop for a bit. She said we were so busy with the changelings during the wedding that she wanted to stop and look at the stars, y’know, have a little time to breathe. It was our first time alone together after all of the wedding stuff. Besides, it’s not like anything bad happened when we stopped near the Everfree Forest. I knew that stopping there would worry you and that’s why I lied about it. I’m sorry, Twilight.”
“You did what? I can’t believe you’d do that! “But-” Twilight eased back onto all fours again. “Shining, “ she put her forehooves around his neck, “I’m just glad you’re both ok.”
Shining Armor hugged his sister in return and patted her back reassuringly. Shining felt terrible lying to her, but as far as lies go, it wasn’t too bad, right? The truth just wasn’t kind of secret he could share with Twilight. While they were close and sometimes talked about their crushes and relationships, anything more than that was never discussed between the two. Shining didn’t want to change that now.
Twilight pulled away from Shining Armor. “I’m going to go see if Cadance needs anything then.” She trotted to the door and nearly closed it before turning around. “I love you, BBBFF.”
“I love you too, sis, good night.” The massive, stone double-doors closed shut abruptly. Shining Armor heaved a heavy sigh of relief. He was now alone in the study of his own home.
Shining was sure Twilight would hear the same story about stargazing from Cadance. There had been plenty of time to get their story straight before returning to Canterlot.
Shining began walking to the rear of the lavishly outfitted study. He stopped in front of a bookshelf that, like all the other shelves, was stuffed well beyond a safe capacity. The shelves were filled at Twilight’s behest with all manner of books “essential for married life,” as Twilight put it. What Twilight did not know, however, was that one of the books on this particular shelf wasn’t a book at all. This pseudo book was crafted to look as if the title had worn off over time, but that was simply to disguise its role as a magical switch.
The stallion’s eyes stared intently at the false-book in the shelf before him. He studied the spine checking for any signs of a light glow or hoofprints. In waiting for the couple to return home, luckily Twilight had not disturbed the switch, otherwise the spine would be lightly glowing. Strangely, Cadance hadn’t used it either. Shining walked back to the study entrance and pressed an ear to the door.
Twilight’s already faint hoofsteps faded to nothing. Shining pulled himself away and started scanning the room. Cadance’s surprise had to be here somewhere. After a few minutes of frantic searching, he noticed a strange box atop one of the bookshelves. Cautiously, Shining used his magic to lift the small wooden box from the top of a bookcase and levitated it in front of him. Eyebrow raised, he stared at how unusual this box looked. The box was only about as large as a pony’s head and appeared to be constructed from a random assortment of planks hastily fastened into a very rough cube. However, grinning with satisfaction, Shining noticed a note on it he knew Cadance must have affixed.
Clinging to the shadows in case Twilight should arrive again, Shining made his way back to the library’s magic switch, hopeful that Twilight wouldn’t interrupt him this time. He set the box down and used his magic to tug on the book above him. As the gears behind it started grinding away, the bookcase slowly sank into the floor. Shining once more lifted the box and dashed inside.
Behind the bookcase was a long corridor. It was dimly lit by two rows of torches each of which flickered with magical blue flames. Shining Armor followed hallway of torches into a circular room complete with king-sized bed, wardrobe, and a water trough. The room was a safe haven from prying eyes and dangerous intruders. It was constructed so that the captain of the royal guard could easily protect a VIP here, but it had never been used before, except between Cadance and himself. The room also held another secret. The central lighting revealed the secret ink that he and Cadance would often write with.
It was in this sound-proof room that he would read the notes Cadance left him. Some were silly love-letters, some were a little more than that, and others still were part of games they played. This time he was on a scavenger hunt, and she had promised something exceptional this time. Yet, he had no idea what. The box from the library seemed like the last clue, and had a note on it that he would soon be able to read.
Just as Shining set the crate down to look at the note on top, the box began to rumble. Shining was startled. This was unexpected to say the least. Cadance wouldn’t put any living creature in a box would she? What if he hadn’t found it? Would it have perished?
The intensifying rattle of the box interrupted his thoughts. Whatever was inside was growing impatient. The shaking kept getting louder as the room filled with the clatter of wood on stone. Shining gulped. He wasn’t sure what was inside, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to find out.
Author's Note
Here's clopfic number 2, I took the feedback from the first one and tried to apply it to this one. Hopefully you'll enjoy it.
Cadance giggled. “I wonder when Twilight had time to practice that song? That was amazing!” She leaned her head against Shining’s shoulder listening to the sound of the wooden wheels creaking.
“I’ll be sure to ask her when we get back. Maybe she’ll sing it again for us,” Shining chuckled. “I still can’t believe that whole thing with the changelings happened.” Shining placed a hoof around the mare of his dreams. He held her closely as the carriage drove on.
Cadance broke the cozy silence, “I was worried nopony would find me in the caves.” Cadance nuzzled her head further into Shining’s shoulder. “I was so scarred, Shining.” Shining held her there for a moment as he felt a few of her tears make their way onto his chest.
“Cadance, I promise, I won’t let anything like that happen to you again. We’re safe now, and we’re going to stay that way. I love you.” Cadance smiled warmly. Shining Armor slowly pressed his muzzle forward and kissed his wife’s lips. The two kissed for a while. “All of that is behind us now, Cadance. We’re on our honeymoon now and I know we’ll make the best of it.”
The newlyweds cuddled together in the carriage as they were led further and further from Canterlot. Their retreat was a proprietary hot spring in the Rambling Rock Ridge. Few ponies had heard of it and even fewer had been. It was the perfect place for royalty to hide from the world.
Rambling Rock Ridge was a few hours away from Canterlot and the direct path to it was fairly safe if relatively underused. The Canterlot attendees that knew of it prefered the safety of the train to nearby Ponyville and a short trot out rather than the direct path. Those that decided to use the road anyways found an easy journey that skimmed the outskirts of the Everfree Forest. Despite being close to the forest, reports of danger in the area were exceedingly rare.
Shining Armor and Cadance were making this journey and nearly three quarters finished when a pegasus guard pulling the carriage piped up. “Shining Armor, sir! There appears to be water in our way.” The white, guard stallions slowed the carriage to a standstill waiting for orders.
Cadance looked at Shining with concern. Shining momentarily donned his guard captain role and instructed the stallions, “What do you mean by ‘water’”? There aren’t any rivers around here, and Saddle Lake is on the other side of the forest.”
The young guard spoke up again, “It appears to be a puddle of some kind. Since we’re near the forest, I took it upon myself to inform you of anything strange, sir.” Shining then heard the sound of hoof on head as the senior guard smacked the younger one.
“You dolt! I told you it was nothing to worry about. Here’s the captain saving us from those changelings and now you’re gonna waste his time with puddles? Let’s just cross it already,” the senior stallion scoffed. He didn’t even bother to hide the annoyance in his voice.
“My apologies for the interruption, sir!” said the younger stallion. Shining put his face in his hooves and Cadance laughed. The royal guard were an interesting lot sometimes.
“Now I know why the pair me up with you. If it weren’t for me, there’d be a full alarm raised every time a raindrop touched your mane.” The pegasi began pulling the carriage once more as the senior guard continued, “Oh no! Better put some boots on first! Your poor hooves are going to get soaked.” The senior guard burst out laughing much to the younger guard’s chagrin. “Honestly, I don’t know where they find recruits like y- ARGH!”
The carriage stopped abruptly. Shining and Cadance heard the sound of the carriage harnesses being snapped open and muffled screams from the guards in front. Shining lept from the carriage only to find his guards held in the air by translucent, white tentacles. The tentacles seemingly grew from the white puddle below the guards like individual hairs on a pony’s mane. While the guards had been caught unaware, Shining wouldn’t make the same mistake. A third set of tentacles lashed out from the puddle directly at Shining.
Just in time, Shining managed to conjure a purple sphere around himself preventing the tentacles from snatching him. “Cadance! Stay in the carriage!” Shining Armor yelled.
“Shining, what’s going on!?” Cadance called back.
“It’s something from the forest; I’ll handle it.” Shining grunted while maintaining his spell. The tentacles that rushed to meet him, flailed mercilessly against the glass-like bubble that surrounded him. If it weren’t for the shield, Shining would have ended up just like the guards before him.
The two guards were hoisted in the air swaying in accordance to the whims of the tendrils. Safely observing from behind his shield, Shining noticed why their screams were muffled before. The creature placed a tentacle in each of the guard’s throats and was sliding the appendages in and out rhythmically. The poor guards were hopelessly gagged. The guards writhed and squirmed to try and break free, but the tentacles held tightly to their legs and wings. Hopelessly trapped, the two guards slowly stopped squirming as they began to realize there was no breaking free.
In an instant, more tentacles sprang from the puddle and seemed to be snaking their way to the underside of the guards. The tentacles began sliding across every inch of their underbellies. The tips lightly grazed across the flaccid lengths of the guards’ members and delicately writhed around their exposed balls coaxing the unwilling stallions into a shameful arousal.
Shining tensed in concentration. It would certainly be harder to concentrate what with his guards in front of him, well, getting harder. It was bad enough that the guards were hostages, but Shining was the only thing between this goo and Cadance. Sweat poured from his brow as he channeled more and more magic into the shield. He also hoped the additional hum of the shield would help to drown out the gags and moans of the guards nearby.
After the wedding incident, Shining had not fully recovered his strength. There was no way he could go hoof to tendril with this thing as he was now. All he could hope was that this shield would protect Cadance and himself until this thing was satisfied.
Checking on his charge, Shining quickly scanned the carriage to make sure Cadance was alright. Through the membrane of his shield, he saw her sitting in the carriage, but turned the wrong direction. Rather than facing the back, she was turned around in her seat looking at the guards being hoisted in front of it. Worst of all, was she… clopping!?
CRACK. In a split second of lost focus, the tendrils pummeled Shining’s shield and the purple membrane began break apart. Tendrils began writhing their way in through the opening, gunning for the white stallion. Shining backed away as best he could, but he, like the tendrils, was trapped inside the shield. His flank backed into the bubble’s edge and he could go no further. Shining gulped as the tentacles began prying the shield open like a cracked egg. The sound of shattering glass rose above the guards’ moans as the magical barrier was torn asunder.
In one last-ditch effort, Shining lept out of the shield in an attempt to board carriage, but it was no use. His rear legs were caught and bound in mid-air just as he lept from the shattered shield.
“Cadance!” He reached with a single hoof towards his beloved wife. Tendrils lashed out and ensnared it, fully restraining the guard captain.
Cadance smiled with a defiant hope. “I know it looks bad, but we’re going to be ok. Trust me.” Shining watched in horror as more tendrils sprouted from the puddle, surged past him, and wrapped themselves tightly around Cadance.
Shining went face to dirt as the tendrils sharply pulled him back towards the guards. What was once a puddle was now gelatinous orb with tentacles sprouting out every which way. Through the translucent writhing mass, Shining could see his guards finally starting to give in. Not like they had much choice.
Each of the stallions were still choking down tentacles - practically deepthroating them. Each was at full mast, their stallion rods encircled and tugged by a series of tendrils. Each had a tentacle cupped around their balls like a slithering cockring. They avoided looking directly at Shining, ashamed both that they were unable to protect him, and that they were starting to enjoy it all.
Shining, meanwhile, was dragged into the fray flank first and hoisted up into the air near the other stallions. Tendrils swarmed across his body; they were spongy, slimey, and somehow firm all at the same time. Chills went down his spine as he felt the tendrils begin to dance across his balls and sheath. It reminded him of the times Cadance would gingerly lick him there, except it now felt like Cadance had a thousand tongues at once. Shining shuddered from the mental image.
Despite the pleasure of having his cock teased, Shining squirmed as best he could trying one last time to break free. The tentacles were tough, but maybe it couldn’t hold his weight up so high. He wriggled with all his might and yelped in surprise as he felt a sharp squeeze on his balls. A tentacle wrapped itself around as if to say, “Try all you want, but I’ve got you by the balls here.” As if to cement its point, a tentacle quickly shoved itself into Shining’s open mouth and began plunging in and out just as it had with the other guards.
It was too big to bite down on, but as Shining realized when he started inadvertently licking the intruder, he didn’t want to; it actually tasted wonderful and noxiously sweet. He dragged his tongue as best he could all around the tentacle as it thrusted further in him. He feverishly kept licking, desperate to taste even more of the honeyed fluid. As the pleasing taste took over, he found he was bobbing his head in time with the thrusts hungry for even more. Part of him was burning with shame that he would even be enjoying this, but that part of him was drowning in mouthfuls of delicious ooze. He couldn’t tell if it was the sheer wrongness of the situation or the way the tentacles coiled around his sheath, but Shining couldn’t help but find himself fully erect in a matter of seconds.
Realizing the change, more tendrils surged from the gooey mass, wrapping themselves around Shining’s flared, grey member in a coil as tight as a boa’s. Slowly, the wrapped tentacles began sliding along the length covering his member in the same fluid that filled his mouth. It felt amazing. Shining whined with his mouth full, begging for the tentacles to pick up their speed. The pleasure was already intoxicating, but he wanted more. The tentacles did too.
From the goo crept several slender tentacles and a single extra at least as thick as Shining’s own shaft. The slender tendrils made their way to the stallion’s flanks and begin teasing his anus. In seconds, the entire area was slick and slippery. His flanks were coated in the addicting nectar. Already lost in pleasure, Shining barely noticed the massage-like attention his anus was receiving, and still barely registered it when a tendril slipped inside.
Feeling it all at once, Shining grunted from this sudden intruder. It started to slide gently inside of him, exploring his rear and filling it with nectar all the while. Soon it began sliding in and out, as if to let Shining Armor adjust.
The tendril receded and three more banded together as a single, thicker tentacle shoving inside to take the first one’s place. “MMPH” was all Shining could say in protest, swallowing as he was multiple tentacles. The three tentacles shoved themselves even deeper than the first had gone, exploring Shining in a way he was none too familiar.
His eyes opened wide as the tentacles began swirling about inside him, like a nectar-covered drill. The tentacles turned him about in the air and so that he could now see the guards in a similar position, on their back, hooves spread and being violated even more so. Rather than a drill of three tentacles, each guard was taking a single tendril. However, the tentacles pumping in the guards’ rears were as thick as any of Shining’s legs. The guards moaned like school fillies as their bodies writhed in pleasure, nectar dripping from their mouths and gaping flanks.
One just before the other, the guards were overwhelmed by the sensations and sent massive wads of cum into the air showering themselves and even Shining in their seed. Eyes closing in ecstasy, the two guards’ bodies went limp as more cum dribbled from their towering erections. Tentacles swarmed the stallions’ bodies and sucked up every last drop of cum on them before gently setting the passed-out ponies on the ground below.
Shining, now covered in his guards’ cum, felt his own orgasm drawing rapidly nearer. Without notice, he felt the tentacles in his ass withdraw quickly and dreaded the feeling of what was about to happen next. The tentacles that had been inside him gripped his entrance and began spreading his already gaping anus further apart. A tentacle the width of Shining’s hoof stroked his cheek and dragged itself down along his stomach, as if to say “Guess where this is going?” Shining gulped, both for hesitation and to swallow even more of the delicious nectar.
The tentacle circled around Shining’s entrance and, with no warning at all, slammed itself deep inside Shining. He could see his stomach distend from this monstrous tentacle, but that didn’t matter as it felt heavenly. Shining felt the tingle in his balls and entrapped shaft all at once as his orgasm erupted from his member, coating his own face in rope after rope of sticky cum while the tentacle pounded his ass. With a few more spurts, massive patches of Shining’s stomach and neck fur were drenched in his own sticky seed.
As the afterglow began to set in, Shining’s vision started to dim. The pleasure of his orgasm, the taste of the tentacles, the thick, sliding bind on his member, and the hoof-wide tentacle still pounding away inside him proved too much to handle. The tentacles and the night sky all started to become a single dark haze, and in the middle of it now, he swore he could see Cadance, smiling and sitting atop a chair of tentacles, her snatch moist from clopping to the sight of her husband and the guards helpless before the tendrilled mass.
“But… how did she-” Shining passed out before he could finish the thought.
