Twilight Sparkle whistled to herself as she picked up a book and placed it onto a shelf. Followed by another book, and then another. For several days now, she had been reorganising the library and sorting all of the books into a new ordering system, and whilst it hadn’t been the easiest job, given the sheer volume of books there were, it had certainly been enjoyable enough for her to make everything more efficient than it had previously been. This was Twilight Sparkle after all; after reading, organisation and planning were two of her favourite activities.
As she finished placing Magical Theorems of Starswirl the Bearded, Vol.14 onto its new position on the shelf, a young boy with green hair wearing a purple shirt came into the room. “Okay Twilight, I’ve finished sorting out the new Teens section,” he said, grinning proudly.
“Wow Spike, you’ve finished that quickly?” the purple haired girl asked her assistant. He nodded enthusiastically.
“What would you like me to do here?” he asked, looking around for a job to do.
“Um, I don’t know, Spike,” Twilight said, looking around the room herself for another cardboard box of books that needed to be sorted. Although Twilight had barely noticed it, she had been just as efficient as Spike had been, and just had her current box of books to get through before the job would be done. “I could have sworn that there was more to do than just this…”
“The reason there’s so little work is because we’ve been working together as an awesome team the past few days!” Spike said, holding out his fist for Twilight to bump it.
“Oh really? So yesterday when you made that terrible excuse to leave and go see Rarity, we were being an awesome team?” Twilight teased. Nevertheless, she bumped her assistant’s fist as he wanted.
“Oh crap, you realised where I actually was?” he asked, looking embarrassed.
“I suspected as much when you failed to return from the ice cream truck - the one which I had been supposedly too busy to hear - after the second hour.” Twilight picked up another book, one of the final ones, and placed it on the shelf.
“Sorry, Twilight… you know how I feel about Rarity though!” Spike said. “Can you blame me for wanting to take a few hours off work and visit her?”
“No Spike, I don’t think I can at all,” said Twilight, smiling. “In fact, why don’t you go and visit her now?”
“Are you sure?”
“Look, I’m nearly finished sorting this box, and this is the final one.” Spike was looking happy, but he wasn’t doing anything - it was clear that he thought this moment was too good to be true. “Go on - you deserve a reward after helping me with all of this reorganising.”
“Well… if you say so,” Spike said, looking much more cheerful. “Attempt to woo Rarity number thirty-seven, here I come!” As he was about to exit the library, he turned back to Twilight and said, “Make sure you take a break too once you’ve finished with those books, okay? Everyone needs some downtime - I don’t want to come back to find you drawing up plans for an even better sorting system, or making a list of books to order in for the library.”
“Trying to avoid doing more work when you get back?” Twilight teased. Spike grinned, held out a hand as a means of saying farewell, and then exited the library.
It was only a few minutes later that the young adult finished, putting a thick adventure book onto the shelf. She took a few steps back and admired her handiwork, smiling to herself. We really did a great job, she thought. Now it should be much easier for guests to find the books they need!
Idly walking around the tree which served as both a library and her home, Twilight found herself in her bathroom, brushing her hair from the mess it had found itself in. She was currently keeping her dark blue hair at shoulder-length, something which she’d come to enjoy rather quickly. As she gave her pale skin a quick glance in the mirror, the girl smiled to herself as she thought of some of Spike’s last words to her. “Make sure you take a break too once you’ve finished with those books, okay?”
Not that Twilight would ever admit it to her assistant, but she had had an ulterior motive in sending him to Rarity’s. What with all of the reorganising the past few days, not to mention spending time with her friends, Twilight had barely had any personal time to herself, and had been looking for some as soon as she could get it.
Although Spike had been absent the previous day, Twilight had found herself bombarded with visitors to the library at the time, half of whom were struggling with the new system as they got used to it, or looking for something which was still packed away, ready to be re-organised back onto the shelves. Naturally, Twilight hadn’t had even five minutes to herself that day, nor the previous few before it, and, well… was it a crime to want some privacy for some simple masturbation?
The library had been closed for the last hour or so, so Twilight didn’t have to worry about any unexpected visitors. Nevertheless, she stuck her head out of the bathroom and had a quick glance around the library to make sure that Spike hadn’t unexpectedly come back, or that a visitor had somehow missed the closed sign and come in. Nothing. She ducked back into the bathroom and leaned against the wall.
Without wanting to rush things, Twilight slowly put a hand down below her purple T-Shirt and then below her bra. She stroked her hand over the smooth skin of her breast, taking in the smooth squishiness of it. Twilight was a C-Cup, so whilst she didn’t have enormous breasts, they were certainly large enough that she could have a fun time with them. After a quick explore of her breasts with her hands, Twilight found one of her nipples, and began to rub it slowly with a finger. The nipple slowly started hardening, and Twilight grabbed it with two fingers and was about to pinch it -
- there was suddenly what sounded like an explosion out in the main library. Twilight scowled and quickly withdrew her hands from underneath her top. Of course, it’s just when I’m getting started that something happens, isn’t it? She stepped out of the bathroom, wondering what could have made such a noise whilst also attempting to look casual.
The first thing Twilight noticed, of course, was that some of the books she and Spike had spent the past few days organising had fallen off the shelf. There wasn’t too much damage, and the majority of books were still on the shelf in the new order, but it still did nothing to reduce Twilight’s rising frustration. A moment later, however, as Twilight looked for the source of the explosion, she found her frustration immediately replaced by confusion - on the floor, leaning against a shelf was herself.
Several questions went through Twilight’s mind as she headed on over to her other self. Her other self was wearing what appeared to be a black one-piece suit, made of a shiny latex-like material, in addition to military-style boots and black gloves. This wasn’t the first time Twilight had been visited by herself like this - the previous time, her other self had ended up teaching her an important lesson about worrying about the future. This time, Twilight was glad to see, her counterpart didn’t have any injuries, nor did she have an eyepatch.
“Future Twilight! What’s happened?” she asked. “Why are you wearing that costume again? What’s happened this time? Are you still from the future? Wait, what am I talking about - if you were from the past, I’d remember time travelling to now. Unless you’re from an alternate past - say, does this mean you’ve made progress in understanding time travel better now?”
“Twilight,” her future self croaked. She held out a finger and beckoned Twilight over. “Come closer - my voice is too weak to speak up.” Twilight had already been standing in front of Future Twilight, but she obeyed, too wrapped up in what was happening to not do so.
“What is it?” she asked, slightly nervous, slightly excited.
“I - I need you to-”
“Yes?” asked Twilight, leaning in closer. Future Twilight’s lips smiled. Without Twilight expecting it, Future Twilight leaned forwards and kissed her past self. It wasn’t a long kiss by any means, but it was long enough to raise the other girl’s interest. It was at this point that Future Twilight picked herself up from the floor, all pretense of being weakened gone, and whispered into Twilight’s ear what she had been saying.
“I need you to give me an orgasm.”
“I - I what?”
“I need you to give me an orgasm, Twilight.”
“But, I - wait, you travelled through time so you could have sex with me? With yourself?”
“Well, yeah.” Future Twilight had started rubbing a hand up and down her latex costume, half-examining it, half-feeling herself through it. “I mean, I was feeling unsatisfied, you were feeling unsatisfied, so why shouldn’t we do this?”
“How did you know that I was feeling unsatisfied?” Twilight asked, still baffled.
“Twilight, I’m you from the future, remember? Everything you’re thinking and feeling right now, I was thinking and feeling not so long ago. And on that note, I definitely did end up agreeing to have sex with my future self, so if you don’t agree, we’ll create a paradox and possibly destroy the universe.”
“...So you’re saying that I need to have sex with you so that both of us will be satisfied, and to save the universe?” Future Twilight nodded. “Huh. Fair enough.”
“Right, so if you wouldn’t mind getting back to kissing me…” said Future Twilight, getting back to the floor and leaning against the bookshelf.
“Out of curiosity, how did your future self convince you to have sex with her?” asked Twilight as she moved in closer to Future Twilight, half of her body resting on her.
“She told me that if I didn’t have sex with her, it’d create a paradox and the universe would be destroyed,” Future Twilight said, sounding a little frustrated. “Now let’s make with the kissing!”
“Okay, okay. Gee, you must really need this if you’re sounding that grumpy…” Twilight said. Leaning in closer, Twilight hesitated for the briefest of moments before placing her lips upon her future counterpart’s. Just like before, during their brief contact, they felt soft and supple. Twilight hadn’t had a lot of experience kissing before - mostly during escapades with the rest of the girls, particularly Rainbow Dash - and so she simply moved her lips around on Future Twilight’s as best she could.
After a minute or so of this, Future Twilight stepped it up a notch. She started to assert control of the kissing, moving her lips around Twilight’s more and more. It wasn’t too long before her tongue was exploring both Twilights lips and the inside of her mouth, looking for new things to keep both of their arousals going. Twilight could feel a rush of adrenaline going through her brain, mostly thanks to the kissing, but also partially thanks to the knowledge that she was the first person in history who could do this with themselves. For a brief moment the two girls pulled away.
“That- that was really good,” breathed Twilight. “Where did you - I mean, where do I - learn to k-”
“You’ll find out soon enough,” growled Future Twilight before resuming her kissing with Twilight. In her eagerness to do things with her past self, the (slightly) older girl found herself leaning into Twilight more and more, not determined to give her another chance to break up the kissing. Before she knew what was happening, Twilight was lying on the floor of the library, with Future Twilight lying on top of her, kissing her madly all the while. Twilight felt something running up and down her sides, and was about to break the kiss again to see what it was before she realised that it was Future Twilight’s hand. It was a little cold, and it sent a few tingles up Twilight’s spine.
This time, it was Future Twilight who stopped the kissing, as she noticed Twilight reacting to her hand. “You like this?”
“Y-yes,” Twilight said. “It feels...nice.” Not that she was going to start getting off on running her hand up and down her sides like Future Twilight had been, but it was certainly getting her just a little hornier.
Future Twilight smiled. “Then you’ll love this.” Leaning back forwards, she resumed kissing Twilight again. For a moment Twilight wondered what was so different about this kiss that meant she was going to love it, before Future Twilight stopped kissing Twilight’s lips. Future Twilight started planting small kisses on Twilight, leading a trail from her mouth to her collarbone, which was accessible by simply pushing Twilight’s shirt down a bit. At the same time, Future Twilight started moving her hand so that first it was below Twilight’s shirt, and then so that it was running up and down her belly to her breasts. Feeling all of these sensations in her - including the cold of Future Twilight’s fingers near her breasts - sent a rush of new feelings through Twilight.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed as Future Twilight started sucking around her collarbone in an apparent attempt to give her a hickey.
“Gonna have to for just a moment-” said Future Twilight as she pulled back, “- so I can do this!” Within seconds Twilight realised what she was doing, and raised her arms so that her future self could remove her shirt. At the same time, Twilight used her magic to undo her bra strap, quickly reaching behind her back and throwing the bra away.
Grinning, Future Twilight moved down slightly, and began to tease one of Twilight’s nipples with her tongue. At the same time, to the other breast, she used her hand to massage the breast whilst pinching the nipple with two fingers. By this point, Twilight was simply lying back and enjoying everything that her counterpart was doing to her. She could feel more and more liquid dripping out of her pussy as Future Twilight continued to please and tease her.
I… I want to start masturbating bu- BUUUUUT- Twilight’s thoughts were briefly replaced by a reflexive shudder as Future Twilight started to bite her nipple softly - but I- I should do something for Future Twilight.
Looking down to her future self, Twilight realised that she could reach Future Twilight’s tits with her hands, although they were still encased in the shiny latex costume Future Twilight was wearing. Reaching out, she cupped them in her hands, and started to massage them in turn.
“C’mon, you can do better than that,” said Future Twilight, still with a boob in her mouth. Twilight flushed at this, annoyed. It wasn’t easy with the costume on!
Driven to prove herself to… well, herself, Twilight took the initiative. She quickly pushed her future self off her boobs and then gave her a small shove backwards. Future Twilight got the message and lay on her back, with Twilight lying on top of her a moment later. “Right, let’s see how this goes,” she said. In response, Twilight started kissing her future self once more. The difference was that this time, she found herself slowly rubbing her crotch against that of her future self as though there were no clothes to hinder them. With her hands, she pressed her fingernails into the costume, slowly stretching it until tiny holes appeared.
“Nice,” said Future Twilight approvingly as she broke the kiss. Twilight stretched the material further and further until she had a large hole from which her future counterpart’s boobs could hang out. Unlike Twilight, Future Twilight was wearing no bra.
With the tits openly exposed, Twilight went to work on one of them as Future Twilight had done to hers. For her part, Future Twilight played with her remaining boob, content to massage it and pleasure the nipple.
After a few minutes of this, both girls were quite aroused, so it came as no surprise to Twilight when her future self decided to stop playing with her boob and instead to pull down the pair of short shorts Twilight had been wearing. Seeing no further use for them, Twilight quickly pulled away and stood up. She quickly kicked off her shoes and socks, then threw away the short shorts. Within seconds she was back on top of Future Twilight, sucking and biting at her tits once more.
Twilight was forced to stop a moment later, however, and gave out a gasp of pleasure as Future Twilight did what she had wanted to do for while, and inserted a finger into her dripping wet pussy. Celestia, that feels - that feels so good! thought Twilight as the other girl slowly moved the finger in and out. Twilight forgot all about pleasing Future Twilight as she simply stopped to watch the activity down at her vagina.
How is it that -aaah! - that it’s so much better this way? thought Twilight, her pleasure increasing each time Future Twilight removed her finger and re-inserted it. Is it the foreplay? Is it the fact that somebody else - even if it’s myself - is doing the fingering? Maybe I should regularly time travel and conduct an experi-i-ohmyfuckingCelestiawhatisshedoingthatsamazing!! To add variety to the activity, Future Twilight had swapped from fingering Twilight to rubbing her clitoris - the abrupt change in methods had sent a bigger rush through Twilight than anything she’d had so far.
The rush that went through Twilight’s body as she reflexively shuddered gave her a new idea; one that she should have thought about much earlier. I want - no, I need to taste that pussy, she thought, looking at Future Twilight’s virtually identical body. By now, she was moving the lower half of her body somewhat, so as to increase the momentum placed upon her sensitive clit. Still moving her body as Future Twilight continued to fingerfuck her, Twilight grabbed at some of Future Twilight’s costume, and ripped it down the suit, creating an opening to her most sensitive spot. Twilight was in a horny frenzy, tearing as much of the costume as she could so as to allow herself access to as much of her counterpart’s body as possible.
Whilst fingering her (slightly) younger self, Future Twilight had simply been grinning the entire time as she pleasured Twilight. That changed as Twilight ripped the costume open, and before Future Twilight could prepare herself, Twilight had dived into the dripping wet pussy before her. Future Twilight let out a gasp as she felt her clitoris being teased, before Twilight’s tongue went through the vaginal opening. Greedily it licked and sucked at the flesh, drinking up all of the juices it excreted.
Future Twilight had stopped fingering Twilight as she had begun the cunnilingus, but as she regained her senses from the rush that had just gone through her, she started furiously fucking it even faster than before. It was as Twilight started fingering Future Twilight’s clit whilst still licking her out that both women came to the same realisation - they were both near climax.
“Don’t you - dare stop,” panted Future Twilight, feeling her vagina heating up. She had had a pressure slowly building up inside her from the early kissing, but with the continued licking and fingering of Twilight, who looked too eager to stop any time soon, it was steadily increasing exponentially. She thrust her hips forwards further into Twilight’s face, eager for the pressure to break.
Twilight too was close to orgasm, but not quite there. As she brought Future Twilight closer to it, the older girl’s fingering slowed down as her body became harder and harder to control, instead starting to shake and spasm slightly. As she felt Future Twilight’s fingers come out of her pussy and fail to re-enter, Twilight grabbed Future Twilight’s hand and shoved her fingers in there, determined to also have an orgasm.
In the hopes of encouraging Future Twilight to keep fucking her faster and faster, Twilight swapped the position of her mouth and fingers, so that her fingers were now entering Future Twilight whilst her mouth was licking her clit. For Future Twilight, the sudden change in sensations in such a sensitive area did it. She opened her mouth and barely managed to breathe out, “Twilight, I’m there!” before her entire body shook with pleasure from the tidal wave of release. Future Twilight’s toes curled up and her spine arched as she experienced her first orgasm in quite a while. She didn’t bother to keep fucking Twilight, simply content to gasp in pleasure as the shockwaves ran their course through her body. A small part of her brain noted her biting her lip in what should have been pain, but was turned into pleasure in the heat of the moment. As the orgasm finally died down, Future Twilight found herself lying on the ground, panting heavily.
“Oh… oh boy, Twilight, that was amazing,” she said, pushing herself up into a sitting position. It took a bit of difficulty - her arms were still shaking uncontrollably in the aftermath of her orgasm.
“Well, good for you!” said Twilight, also sitting upright. “Now hurry up and finish me off!” she said, pointing to her vagina. Although her own build-up wasn’t going to go away right away, she could feel it starting to die down again.
“Okay, okay, just give me a second,” said Future Twilight, pulling herself closer to Twilight. As she did so, she noticed something odd - her arm was glowing.
“What are you waiting for?” growled Twilight impatiently.
“Twilight I - I think the time travel spell is about to wear off!” said Future Twilight as the rest of her body started to glow as well. “I managed to modify it so that I’d last longer in the past than last time we time travelled, but it’s still imperfect.”
“Okay, fine! So just be quick about it!” Twilight said, grabbing Future Twilight and starting to drag her towards her vagina. But it was too late - Future Twilight was already starting to dematerialise, and disappear back into the future. Before she could go completely, she managed to get out one last piece of advice.
“Just finger yourself, you’ll be fiiiinnnneee!” Her voice drifted off as she vanished in a flash of bright light.
Did that seriously just happen? Twilight thought, frustrated. She stood up and looked around the room, as if hoping that Future Twilight was going to return. It did just happen! What the hell?! The build-up to Twilight’s orgasm was mostly gone, and she was too frustrated by now to bother getting herself off. As Twilight continued to fruitlessly look around the library, she noticed something else.
“And that damn time travel spell somehow most of the books off the shelf!” she said angrily. “Now what?” After a moment of contemplation, Twilight sat down on the floor and sighed. I could probably handle having to do the books again if I could have at least orgasmed. Now what do I do?
Twilight looked around the room once more and sighed. And then a new thought occurred to her as she looked at the shelf Future Twilight had been lying against when she arrived. Unless…
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“Hey Twilight,” said Spike as he opened the door and reentered the library a good fifteen minutes later, “you’ll never guess what happened! I knocked on the door and Rarity didn’t answer, but I suspected she was home so I climbed in through the window and - whoah!” He stopped his happy gushing as he actually paid attention to the state the library was in - books were thrown from the shelves, there was a small puddle or two of an unknown liquid, and for some reason some of Twilight’s clothes had been thrown around.
“What happened in here?” he asked out loud. Receiving no answer, and realising that Twilight wasn’t around, he called out her name.
“Give me a moment and I’ll be there!” Twilight called out. Spike couldn’t do anything but look around the wrecked library and wonder what she had been up to.
“There you are!” he said as Twilight came down the stairs from her room. “What happened here? Did Pinkie Pie throw a surprise party or something? And - and why are you wearing that?” he asked as he realised that Twilight was wearing her old sneaking suit.
“It’s a long story, Spike. I’ll think of an exc- I mean, I’ll explain when I get back,” she said.
“Back? Where are you going?” Spike asked. “Don’t just leave me to clean all of this up!” he added, half-jokingly.
“Don’t worry Spike, I’ll be back before you know it,” said Twilight as she prepared to cast the time-travel spell. “Like you said before, I need to take a break after working with all of those books, and I have the perfect idea for how to release some pressure...”
THE END.
Author's Note
First attempt at a clopfic; mostly written because I got the idea into my head and I couldn't sleep. Dunno whether I'll write any more, but nevertheless I hope you enjoy!
