Experimenting can be Fun, but also Dangerous
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Experimentation can be fun, but also Dangerous.
Experimenting can be Fun, but also Dangerous
EXPERIMENTATION CAN BE FUN! BUT ALSO DANGEROUS. Part 1
(Story contains mature content, vore, soul vore, and transformation, read at thy own risk. Setting is shortly after Nightmare Moon was defeated and returned to the form of Luna.)
Luna sighs as her horn fizzles out, the mare breathing heavily from exertion. Several dozen pillows lose the glow around them and fall back onto the bed they had been levitated from. “I doth not have a fraction of the power I had before mine fall from grace.” Luna mutters to herself. “How can I claimeth to be royalty when at the moment any commoner unicorn on the street hath more power than I in her horn. . . .” the states ruefully, her wings ruffling in irritation before folding neatly. She stands and trots to a nearby mirror on the wall and regards herself critically, “Tis so odd that the elements gave me so youthful an appearance. Mine magic, my strength, speed, endurance . . . . all reduced to a fraction of what they once were. How can I guard the night like this . . . “she says sighing at her teenage form. It was then her ears perked up as she sensed a familiar being approaching.
“Sister, dear sister!” a familiar voice would call out from outside the Lunar Princess’s suite, distracting Luna from her reverie. Smiling happily the young looking mare would use her magic to open the door. “Tia!” she would exclaim as the Solar reagent enters the room, smiling benignly, Luna taking the moment to rush forward and hug her dear sister’s front. “It is good to see you too Luna. I’ve come to see if you are ready to take up your duty again, it’s almost time for moonrise, and you mentioned how eager you were to raise the moon again.”
Luna would go from jubilant to evasive, her ears splaying at her sister’s words. “I . . . I would like you to raise the moon tonight my sister. I . . . am not yet ready.” she states softly looking down at the ground. A golden hoof would reach down and gently lift her chin up so that Celestia can look into her eyes. “Don’t worry Luna. Give it time and your power will return, you must simply be patient. Getting hit by the elements would drastically affect anypony.”
“I know dear sister it’s just . . . you have been taking my burden and duty for over 1000 years. I just want to relieve you of that. You shouldn’t have to raise both the sun and moon . . . I will get stronger soon sister, I ‘WILL’ be ready soon. I must simply exercise my body and mind til I recover my former strength.” Luna states earnestly.
“Well don’t try too hard Luna. Like you said, I’ve been doing this for 1000 years. A few more weeks won’t hurt. You need to take time for yourself too you know, go out, have fun, play some games, play with some ponies . . . .” at the last words the Solar Princess gives her sister a rather risqué wink and wiggle of her nose.
“TIA!” calls out the now red faced and embarrassed Lunar Princess, her horn glowing blue as she starts to toss pillows at Celestia. “I’ll find a stallion when I’m good and ready, and not until I gaineth mine power back, now out you vile temptress!”, she exclaims, though her tone of voice betrays the amusement, despite her actual words as Celestia trots out laughing delightedly dodging the pillows as they are tossed, Luna’s door glowing golden and closing so that any other pillows are blocked thusly. “I’ll see you later sister” calls Celestia in a sing song teasing voice as she departs to raise the moon. Luna smirks and her horns’ glow fades, “She is too good to me . . . I must practice harder! For Tia!” she says a bit melodramatically.
Weeks pass. And though Luna exercises both her body and her magic, she shows very little improvement to either and grows increasingly frustrated as the weeks pass. She starts spending time in the Canterlot library doing research on a possible help to her condition. Celestia even occasionally drops by and teases her that she’s copying her student’s mannerisms, but would occasionally help her research as well, though mostly the lunar reagent would browse the tomes of knowledge by her lonesome during the evening hours when everypony was asleep.
And so it was one fine evening around 1 AM in the morning several weeks after her search began that the alicorn found an interesting text in the forbidden archives. It was labeled “The Tome of Empowering”, the name itself having caught the Princess’ interest. “What is this?” the mare at first holding off on feeling hope, having been disappointed so many times before, but as she read the ancient tome it seemed it was exactly what she was looking for. “A ritual to empower and magnify all of one’s natural abilities. Speed . . . strength . . . endurance . . . even magic all enhanced. It can’t be this easy there has to be a catch ah . . . here it is. . . .” the mare having kept reading and found the side effects. “Interesting, the price is one loses the ability to feel physical pain. That doesn’t sound all that bad . . . wait there’s more, an increase in the predatory instinct of the one the ritual is cast upon. Hah, I’m a pony, that won’t affect me at all, what’s it going to do, make me more ravenous for daffodil sandwiches.” she murmurs snorting in amusement. “Ah I see this book originally came from a race of predatory bipeds, there’s a picture of one here.” She murmurs to herself, the book showing an illustration of the ritual, with a humanoid animal person standing in the ritual circle.
“Let’s see oooh . . . the last Side effect is . . . enhanced sensitivity all over one’s body? But without pain that means . . .” the mare trailing off and blushing. “I’m liking this ritual more and more.” She murmurs to herself but then frowns as she turns a page. “The rest of the Side effects are smudged out. But it’s only 1/8 of a page that’s smudged out . . . .should I risk it?” she asks herself whereupon flashes of memory of the last several weeks of frustration come upon her and she narrows her eyes. “Buck it! You only live once.” She states with finality and closes the book.
Over the next several days Celestia would notice a marked uplifting of her sister’s spirits and would be overjoyed, the alicorn having been worried her sister had been lapsing back into bad habits of isolation and obsession. But no, instead Luna would take tea and spend lots of time with her older sister, the Princess thoroughly enjoying the time spent bonding with each other.
Meanwhile Luna had been, during her nights after Celestia retired to bed, gathering ingredients for the ritual. She had a great deal of fun doing it as well, flying around Equestria and refamiliarizing herself with her homeland, after all, a lot had changed over 1000 years. Finally though she had gathered all the materials needed. “It’s time . . . “
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Luna woke up with a splitting headache hours later. Her head throbbed as she lay splayed out in the middle of the ritual circle she had drawn in her room. “That . . . ritual was full of horse apples . . .I’m definitely feeling pain. Oh wait . . . it said physical pain, I guess headaches don’t count. Stupid nitpicky rituals.” The alicorn haven’t yet opened her eyes and was instead using her forehooves to gently rub at her temples. Though at the sound of soft squeaking she’d immediately stop. “What . . . . ?” her eyes flying open. “Oh dear creator I’m BIG again!” she exclaims gleefully looking down at herself. “The ritual worked!” she exclaims leaping up and turning all around to look at herself. “Too annoying, mirror! Yes!” she rushes over and skids in front of the mirror, again that strange squeaking noise happening again, but at the moment the lunar reagent doesn’t really care. She gapes at the mirror before grinning. The mare in the mirror is definitely a mature adult alicorn, but there was another quality, her coat it’s so glossy and luxurious. “I’m almost as big as I was as Nightmare moon. Hah!” she’d hmmmm and then stomp a hoof into the floor and grin even wider as the floor cracked under her hoof.
“I’m back . . . and oh my am I hungry.” She suddenly realizes as her stomach gurgles. “Hmmm, time to test my magic . . . “her horn would glow brightly and suddenly the dining room table would shimmer into existence in her room and squeezing gleefully, the mare would use more magic, summoning a feast’s worth of food onto the table. Pastries, fruit, pasta, and all kinds of other foods lay before her. “I’ve never been so hungry . . . that Side effect of the ritual. Well I guess I’ll just be eating more!” she says with a giggle and leaps onto the table devouring food with relish and gusto, though at one point before she can stop herself she stuffs an entire watermelon into her mouth and swallows it in one gulp. Only after she did so did she realize what she did. “Wait . . . how . . . how did I do that?” she’d murmur and look down at her stomach as she feels that watermelon settle in there, bulging out her stomach before it starts to flatten filling her with energy. “I’m . . . absorbing the food as fast as I can eat it!” she says shocked before blinking as she feels her belly with her hoof. “No fur . . .” so distracted had she been she hadn’t noticed . . . . she would paw all over herself with her hooves, and find that she was very soft all over; she had no mane of fur except on her head and tail. “It’s . . .it’s like my fur melded into my body . . .” she says looking at herself in the mirror at her glossy form. “That must have been one of the side effects that was smudged out . . . .” she said hmmming.
“Still, unless someone is huggably close it’s not noticeable, what an odd side effect. I wonder what else is different about . . . HOLY MOTHER BUCKER where is my bajingo!?” she screams in shock as she looks between her legs. Indeed her sex is gone; in its place is just smoothness. Her anus is gone as well. “How in the creator’s name am I supposed to urinate and defecate . . . more importantly who lists you lose your sex as a Side effect at the END of the Side effects. That should be at the BEGINNING of the Side effects. I’m tempted to find the descendants of whoever wrote this book and beat them senseless!” she says enraged. Her stomach then at that moment gurgles hungrily again. “Ack . . . be angry later, food now.” And she’d return to the table continuing to stuff herself with food until the entire table is cleared, a table that had 40 pony’s worth of food on it. The alicorn sits on her rump now her long starry tail swishing behind her in contentment as she rubs her forehooves over her rapidly shrinking tummy, mmming at how nice it feels. “Oh my, I am more sensitive . . . “ she croons rubbing her forehooves over herself a little bit and cooing in enjoyment before she frowns, “I’m more sensitive but with no sex. Whoever made this ritual has a sick sense of humor.” she’d grumble to herself
Sighing she’d call out “Guard, please enter.” And one of Celestia’s solar guard would trot in; she frowned and made a note to herself to reform her lunar guard as soon as possible. “Yes your highness?” he’d murmur before gaping at the vision of loveliness before him. Luna noticing his expression would grin and say, “See something you like soldier? Anyways, I needeth thou to get some servants to return this table to the dining room and the dishes to . . .to . . .”, the alicorn would trail off as she finds herself staring at the guard, his scent filling her nostrils. “You smell . . . delicious . . .” she murmurs starting to drool, her eyes glazing over as her mind fills with hunger. The guard however takes the statement the wrong way stammering, “You . . . your highness I’m . . . I’m a married stallion!” the armored Pegasus blushing up a storm. Luna’s horn would glow and the door behind the Pegasus would close with an audible slam, causing the male to jump, the mare now having a distinctly predatory posture as she stalks towards the male. “I’ll be sure to eat thy spouse as well then . . . but for now I want you to relaaaaaaax . . . “ her horn continuing to glow, her eyes now as well as her voice takes on a hypnotic relaxing tone, the Pegasus going from blushing to dazed and glaze eyed. “What . . . are you doing . . . I.” he murmurs woozily, swaying on his feet.
“Shhhhhh.” Coos Luna placing a forehoof over his lips as she stares into his eyes with her glowing orbs, the Pegasus falling under the full sway of the alicorn’s hypnotic power. “That’s it, just relax . . . I want you to close your eyes and just relax my delicious little morsel.” Murmurs Luna in a particularly sultry voice. The male giggles softly, his mind completely wrapped around Luna’s hoof at this point as he closes his eyes and awaits her orders. “Such a good treat. Now to get you out of your wrapping . . .” she murrs, and her horn flashes once, whereupon the Guard’s armor literally falls apart off of him, leaving him nude before his Princess. Without the magic enchantment of the guard armor, his true colors show up. “Oooh, yer a red Pegasus. I must eat more guards; you never know what kind of pony you’ll get.” Some small voice in the back of her mind tries to rail against what she’s doing, but her body screams at her that it needs this, that it needs this satisfaction, and it’s something only this poor Pegasus can sate.
In a fit of irony the alicorn is a slave to her new instincts, even as she enslaved the will of the Pegasus in front of her and before she can stop herself finds her jaws opening wide and slipping over the pegasus’s snout and face, a soft moan coming from her as her tongue revels in his full flavor. “Mmmmmm . . . “she mrrrs and would softly gulp, her forehooves reaching forward and rubbing tenderly over the male’s body as his head slips into her throat, her new soft squishy body allowing her to do the impossible as she starts to swallow whole and alive a pony almost as large as she is, her new instincts guiding her all the way as his neck and shoulders slip into her gullet, her long tongue slathering over his chest.
Meanwhile Rock Steady, as that’s the Pegasus guard’s name is shuddering in bliss inside the throat of his Princess, his mind is glazed over and he doesn’t really know what’s going on, but he can feel things quite well enough, and wherever Princess’s Luna’s fluids touch his body he tingles with blissful ecstasy, a wondrous pleasure that sinks deeper into his body with every moment, the male being changed into a soft shiny being like the Princess even as she devours him, the process so delightful that even if he were lucid at this point he’d be paralyzed by the ecstasy of the change, the male shivering in bliss as his back and forehooves and chest slip into the gullet of the naughty Princess.
Luna mmmmms hungrily as she pushes Rock Steady’s wings, which had ‘pomfed’ out a minute before, back down against his side, the alicorn giggling as she realizes the male is thoroughly enjoying being his Princess’ treat. Eager for the male to enjoy himself more Luna gulps faster, her mouth slipping over his wings and and stomach now as his head pushes into her stomach proper. Rock Steady cries out as that tingling ecstasy spreads over his sensitive wings, even as he feels his body lifted up off the ground by the powerful alicorn.
Luna tilts her head back and gulps lewdly with a squelching sound as the doomed stallion’s rump and hind legs slide into her mouth, her tongue slathering over his privates for several seconds before with a burst of sweet ecstasy his sex dissolves away leaving the male well . . . maleless and as genderless as the Princess eating him. At that point she just keeps gulping continuously until the male’s average sized tail slips past her lips and down her throat, whereupon she falls back onto her rump with a satisfied ‘urp’.
“Oh dear creator I needed that. You were so good, such a good guard pony I . . .I . . .what have I DONE?!” she exclaims in shock, now that the male is curled up and screaming in ecstasy in her stomach as he continues to change, her predatory instincts leave her lucid once more and she gasps in horror at what she done. “I . . . ate a pony . . . aaaaah . . . “she shudders and moans despite herself, the stallions every movement sending spikes of pleasure radiating out through her body. “The . . . ritual said it would make me more predatory . . . it . . . I’m a cannibal pony!” she exclaims and half cries half groans in pleasure/horror as her meal finishes changing into a shiny pony like her.
Now fully changed Rock Steady feels a decidedly different, but even more intense pleasure as Luna’s blue stomach starts to rub a blue liquid into his body, wherever it touches causing him to soften and drowning him in intense ecstasy. His screams return twofold, along with his thrashing as he starts to melt and become absorbed by the night princess. As the process starts, her crying stops and her eyes open wide in shock as she suddenly can feel all the pleasure of the prey in her stomach, the alicorn collapsing onto her back and thrashing in rapturous delight, her horror blown away by the intense pleasure as her doomed Pegasus melts away, feeling ecstasy comparable to a nonstop full body orgasm, both ponies, predator and prey both passing out from the mind shattering pleasure . . .
Luna wakes up about an hour later on her back, having had some ‘very’ erotic dreams. She mmmmms, and murmurs, “What an odd but pleasant dream . . . I . . . wait. . . .” she sits bolt upright suddenly and looks over herself. “No it happened, I did the ritual, that means . . . I ate my guard . . . I’m . . . I’m a cannibal pony, I’m a mon . . . wait. . . I can feel him.” She says in shock and focuses inwards. “He’s . . . he’s alive, I . . . I can feel his very soul. I didn’t digest him, I absorbed him . . . he’s a part of me now. A sleeping part of me currently” she says in wonder and closes her eyes to feel him more directly. Indeed his soul is sort of orbiting hers inside her, and she instinctively realizes that she didn’t kill him when she ate him; she absorbed him, his body merged with hers. “I . . . have access to all his memories, Rock Steady . . . married 8 years . . . had a secret crush on me and that’s why he volunteered to be my guard til I reformed my Lunar guard . . . such a naughty BOY.” She says giggling. “If he’s alive and my magic is telling me he is, I wonder if I can . . . .” the alicorn would wrap her magic around Rock Steady’s soul, and her new instincts would help her as she would give him a metaphysical ‘push’ to push him out of her, her horn glowing brightly as a mist flows from it.
As that mist flows Luna would feel a sense of weakness and hunger returning to her even as his body coalesces out of the mist, but now a shiny pony like her and utterly unconscious. Panting Luna would groan, “Makes sense . . . I ate him because I’m hungry, if I pushed him out of me, of course I’d get hungry again. But is he ok?” she’d murmur and use her magic to check him over, and other than being a shiny like her, and of course unconscious, he appears to be just fine. “I don’t feel so bad about being a cannibal pony now . . . in fact, you can stay inside me for a bit hehehe, ooooh, I have to give this gift to Tia . . . and then . . . maybe everypony! But first . . . back to my tummy you go big boy . . . .” whereupon the sounds of slurps and gulps and lewd squelches once again radiate muffledly outside the Princess’ room . . . .
End of Part 1
PART 2 OF EXPERIMENTATION CAN BE FUN! BUT ALSO DANGEROUS.
A flash of light appears outside Twilight’s window in the early morning. Princess Celestia would trot regally into her student’s abode and find the lavender unicorn waiting for her. “Princess! I have the tea ready, I got your letter, and you said you wished to speak with me. Spike, quick, give the Princess some tea.” The unicorn murmurs to her number one assistant. Spike just winks at the Princess who smiles serenely at him, the Princess knows how high strung her student can be when in her presence.
“Relax Twilight. I just have some news for you and the other elements.” She states softly as she trots over and takes a seat at the table across from her student, thanking Spike as he puts a plate of crumpets and a cup of tea before her. “Spike dear, why don’t you let Twilight and I have some privacy, you’ll find this story a bit boring; why not visit Rarity for a couple of hours.” Spike perks right up at that suggestion and looks over to Twilight, “Can I?” he asks eagerly, his big sister giggling and saying, “Of course Spike, if I need you I’ll come find you.”, whereupon the eager drake would rush out the door in a flash of green. “Ah he’s still so adorable.” Notes the Princess with amusement lacing her voice before she turns back to Twilight and takes a sip of tea.
“I have a story to tell you my dear student of recent events in Canterlot and a wonderful change in pony society.”, this captured the interest of Twilight pretty quickly, her ears perking up and her eyes wide and rapt as she pays close attention to her mentor. “It all began when Luna came to visit me yesterday . . . .
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“Dearest sister!” exclaimed a familiar voice outside the dining room of Canterlot Castle. Celestia was enjoying some vanilla cake at the moment, but pauses and smiles as she hears her sister’s voice, her brow furrowing as it actually sounds a bit deeper, the Princess looking over to where Luna was entering. Upon seeing her she’d gasp. “Luna you have grown back into maturity! Has your power returned?” she asks standing up and approaching her younger sister.
For her part, Luna looks positively radiant, her coat lustrous and shiny, her mane once more ethereal as her sister’s. “INDEED! I EVEN HAVE THE ROYAL CANTERLOT VOICE BACK!” her sister says with bone shattering loudness, Celestia hiding a giggle. “Oh my sister, we don’t actually use the Royal Canterlot voice anymore. It sort of fell out of fashion.” “WHAT? IT HAS? BUT . . . FINE. I always enjoyed using the voice too . . . “ Luna murmurs with a temporary pout before her smile returns, “But yes, look at me sister, do I not look glorious?” she says posing provocatively and showing off her new sleek figure. Celestia grins widely and states, “You look wonderful sister, but how did you manage this, did your powers just return on their own, are you ready to take over the moon once more. How did this occur?”, whereupon Luna gets a rather coy grin. “I will telleth you all you wish to know dearest sister . . . IF . . . you can catch me and beat me in a wrestling match.” Whereupon the normally stoic lunar Princess whirls around and gallops at a dead run out of the room giggling like a filly, leaving her older sister’s jaw dropped for several moments in surprise.
The solar alicorn rallies quickly though and bursts out a peal of laughter. “Oh it is ON!” the mare rushing out of the room after her sister before rushing back in 10 seconds later and stuffing the rest of her unfinished cake into her mouth and swallowing, and THEN going back to chase her sister. So began the great . . . “Wait wait wait.”
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“Yes Twilight?” asks the ruler of most of the known world to her student. “You played tag with your sister in the castle?” asks the lavender unicorn with an incredulous look on her muzzle. “Well . . . yes, I suppose I did. Is that why you interrupted the story?” Celestia asks with an arched eyebrow. “Oh um, I just wanted to verify. Nothing wrong with a harmless game of tag . . . in Canterlot Castle . . . with 2 goddesses playing a game for foals . . . nothing wrong at all . . .” Twilight mutters ears splayed. Celestia for her part simply beams and replies, “Agreed! Now, back to the story.”
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Where was I? Oh yes, and so began the great Lunar Princess Chase/Wrestling match. Luna is actually quite hard to catch, she is the Princess of the Night after all, hiding in plain sight is sort of a talent of hers and she had a head start on me, but that wouldn’t stop me . . .
Celestia rushed out of her room and did what any upstanding ruler of a nation does when trying to find a sneaky night princess. She cheated. “Guard, where did my sister go?” she asks galloping past nearby guards who all blink, shrug and point with their spears the direction Luna went to. Using that method it wasn’t long before Celestia caught the sight of a dark blue ethereal tail. “I’m right behind you sister!” she calls playfully, causing Luna to gasp before leaping out a nearby window and flying down into the hedge maze calling, “YOU WILL NEVER TAKETH ME ALIVE!” in the Royal Canterlot Voice, though Celestia definitely hears a pleased giggle at the end. Luna disappears from sight shortly after that but Celestia follows soon after, landing in the place her sister did and dashing through the maze after her, using her ears and magical senses to track down the playful night Princess. She’d finally come to a clearing in the hedge maze and find of all things a wrestling ring, with Luna standing inside with a big grin on her face no less. “Come sister, you have found me. Thou must enter the ring and engage in honorable wrestling combat! The loser is the pony that says Uncle!”
Celestia laughs delightedly and murmurs, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you sister, but this change of attitude is delightful. Very well, I accept your challenge!” and the alicorn then leaps into the ring and was about to pounce her sister before Luna holds up a hoof. “Wait . . . we must observe the formalities. It’s tradition.” She says insistently before her horn glows a soft blue and a hammer floats up next to a bell post outside of the ring and whacks it once, giving a clear chime. “Ok, now we may begin.”, the two mares taking the opportunity to finally pounce each other, meeting in the middle of the ring and flailing and wrapping their hooves around each other jockeying for a dominant position.
Meanwhile unbeknownst to both of them, several of the guards had followed them to the hedge maze; after all it is their duty to guard the 2 Royal Sisters. And so they find themselves with a bit of an impromptu audience as 4 royal guard ponies watch from the sidelines as the 2 alicorn mares roll around the ring, giggling and jostling for position, the 4 male’s attention quite . . . rapt at this point. “Does any other pony find this incredibly hot?” murmurs one of the guards whereupon the other 3 guards all nod and give different versions of “Yes”, “Oh buck yeah”, and “You idiots they’ll hear us” It is of course too little too late as both mares pause their wrestling match and glare at the 4 guards. “Um, we are just here to guard you . . . hehehe?” stammers the first one that spoke. Both Princess’s horns glow and the 4 males shimmer and find themselves teleported into the shallows of an ice cold lake, the 4 stallions all squealing and peeling their armor off before they sink into the water, the one smart stallion of the 4 berating the other 3 for being idiots and that they should have just shut up the whole time.
Back at the ring the now relaxed Celestia notes something different about her sister. “You . . . are so soft and warm.” She mutters, poking her sister’s chest and gasping when she feels no ribs, just more softness. “Oh dear, I was hoping the wrestling match would have distracted you from that . . . .” mutters Luna with a sardonic smile. “You . . have no fur except for your mane, what have you done to yourself my sister?” thoughts of playfulness fading as worry sets into the Solar Princess’s face. “You are going to find out sister, I lured you into a wrestling match to share this gift with you. . . “whereupon the lunar alicorns hooves cling tightly around Celestia, stretching around her and pinning her forelegs and wings to her side. In a bit of desperation Celestia’s horn glows, preparing a teleport spell for herself but Luna saw that coming too and lunged at Celestia’s horn, dragging her tongue from the base all the way to the tip, leaving a trail of tingling ecstasy as she does so, and scattering her sister’s magic and thoughts. “What . . . what was that?” she asks with a soft moan. “That was the beginning of your change . . . just relax and let me take care of you dear sister . . .” she coos before opening her mouth and taking the entirety of Celestia’s horn into her mouth and throat, her lips sealing around the base as she sucks playfully, her tongue swirling around it, tingling ecstasy burning down its entire length and starting to flow over her face, Luna’s shininess starting to infect her older “Wait wait wait!”
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Celestia sighs, “Yes Twilight?” “She . . . licked your horn and then sucked on it, but . . . but your sisters. That’s something only . . .” Twilight at this point has a deep deep blush on her face. “Twilight do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?” states the Solar monarch a bit testily. “Um . . . yes?” squeaks Twilight, though the deep blush never leaves her face. “Well then no more interruptions, listen to the end. Anyways, where was I . . . “
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It seemed the more Luna sucked and slurped at Celestia’s horn, the faster the shininess would ooze down over her body, after just a minute that tingling ecstasy had flown over her head and into her mouth and throat and also down her neck and was starting to flow down her forelegs and wings. As for Celestia herself, her eyes were glazed over in rapt ecstasy, sweet croons and moans coming from her mouth as her eyes were clenched shut in intense pleasure, while Luna had a playful smirk on her lips pursed around Celestia’s horn, suckling and licking at it tenderly as her sister changed, her soft hooves roaming and caressing her sister’s body to relax her as the change progresses.
Several minutes after her sister paralyzed her with bliss the pleasure drunk alicorn felt a slick warmth glide over her head and neck, a slick warmth that clung to her body and rippled and caressed her sensitive form. Opening her eyes all she saw was a blue darkness all around her as that warm pleasurable slickness enveloped the rest of her neck and started to spread down her chest and over her back. She had no idea what was going on and was about to try to do something when she felt the shininess finally ooze over and into her royal sex, the poor alicorn arching her back with a shuddering moan as her sex was infected both inside and out and started to melt away in a delightful haze of rapturous bliss, all thoughts of escape scattering from her mind.
Meanwhile that slick warmth would pull and tug at the alicorn, finding her wings and forehooves pinned and unable to move freely, but it felt all too good to really do more than squirm in delight, the tingling sinking into her body at this point, warm pleasure saturating her mind as a deeper warmth envelops her rump and hind legs, Celestia starting to curl up in the blue darkness.
It wasn’t until she felt that warmth envelop the end of her tail and heard a giggle reverberate from all around her now curled up form that she realized what just happened. “Luna ate me!” she says with a gasp, the knowledge startling her momentarily out of her bliss induced haze. “Oh yes mine sister . . .” and she’d feel soft forehooves rub over her from outside.” You were most delicious, and now . . . join me for a time sister, let our souls meld as one, let me share with you the gift I found from that wonderful book . . . “ she coos sweetly down at her tummy before Celestia feels Luna’s stomach start to massage and caress her all over, rubbing a tingling fluid into her body, which blossoms into an intense near orgasmic pleasure as it sinks into her, Celestia screaming in ecstasy as that feeling spreads to every inch of her, her body pulsing in never ending full body orgasmic delight. Over . . . and over . . . and over, until finally darkness took her as her mind could take no more . . .
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Celestia finishes the story and takes a sip from her tea. “That . . that can’t be it. Luna ate you, if she ate you how are you here now, none of this makes sense, you had to have gotten away somehow, or this is all some joke yes?” asks the incredulous unicorn.
“Oh no dear Twilight, it all happened as I described.” She murmurs with a growing predatory grin. Noticing it Twilight edges slightly out of her seat and stammers, “Then . . . then how did you get away?”, to which the solar monarch replies. “I didn’t . . . and neither shall you . . . ." whereupon her horn glows and all the doors and windows in the library close and lock themselves . . . . soon the sounds of a fearful unicorn change to moans of bliss and pleasure and pleas for her Princess to never stop what she’s doing . . . . of course, that’s another story.
Author's Note
My first story, commisioned by http://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/maplegleam/
Please feel free to critique.