Mare-Magnet

“Hey, is everything alright?”

A bit dizzy I searched for the source of the voice and I found it to belong to a lavender unicorn with a really straight manecut. Her sapphire blue mane looked like it was actually trimmed with the help of a rule or something. Not even the pink stripe which ran through it succeeded in making her appear less like a bookworm.

Her eyes though were something else entirely. They were curious, friendly, warm and, at this very moment, slightly anxious. For a brief moment I wondered if I had ever seen such a mysterious shade of violet. It was almost as if they glowed with some underlying secret. As if there was more to them as what was visible to the naked eye.

The promise of a great mystery and of an immeasurable price, if somepony would take the time and indulge in them.
I sighed internally. Why couldn’t these eyes belong to a stallion?

“Yeah. I’m okay. Just… what’s the deal with this hyperactive pony?”

The mare giggled behind her hoof. “It’s just how Pinkie is. She is actually a very kind pony and cares for her friends. Though she can get a bit overexcited at times she tries her best to make friends with every new pony in town.” She hesitated a bit but continued after a few seconds. “So… I take it that you are the new pony?”

I nodded. “Mhm. Moved here just yesterday. My name is Amber Dream. Pleased to meet you… erm.”

“Oh I’m Twilight Sparkle.”

She held out her hoof for me to shake but I stood still in shock. That mare in front of me couldn’t possibly be the Twilight Sparkle, could she? The princess Twilight Sparkle?
A quick, and maybe not so subtle, glance at her sides showed me that what I beforehoof thought was a unicorn was, indeed, an alicorn. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but it was already too late.

She let her hoof drop back to the ground and her eyes saddened at my behavior. I felt a pang of guilt in my heart. It was painfully obvious that this mare didn’t want to be treated in any other way than a normal mare. My ears fell flat against my skull and I tried to apologize hastily but she already was on her way through the crowd. Not hesitating this time I followed after her and attempted to stop her by placing a hoof on her shoulder.

She actually turned around but as our eyes met again the whole world turned upside down.

~~~+++~~~

My back was on the ground. The noise of the crowd had vanished so instantly that my ears ringed with the volume of the silence around me. I tried to move but my hooves and my wings alike met an unbreakable resistance. What was going on?

Panic crept into my soul as I could feel the touch of hooves on me. My eyes darted around and soon found another pair with a very mysterious shade of violet. Briefly I wondered if I had ever seen such a color.

The pony they belonged to had a straight manecut. It actually looked like she trimmed her blue hair with the help of a rule or something. Not even the pink stripe which ran through it succeeded in making her appear less like a bookworm.

Her eyes though were something else entirely. Her gaze was half lidded, sultry, and filled with a desperate hunger to fulfill a need which had been unfulfilled for way too long. They apparently burned with desire. And they almost screamed it out loud.

The promise of a great night and immeasurable pleasure, not caring in the slightest if the target of this gaze wanted it or not.

”Twilight… please don’t…”

The mare giggled behind her hoof. “Don’t what? Don’t delay it any longer? Don’t tease you and go for it for real?” She pouted playfully. “Awww but I like teasing.”

An involuntary moan escaped my lips as she brushed against my privates. She grinned deviously.

“See? I knew you would enjoy it.”

I gasped and tried my best to hold back more noises but it was futile. A whimper forced its way past my lips, supposed to be a sound of desperation and to make her stop. But it only spurred her on. The only few words I could say between my pathetic attempts to not sound like I enjoyed it were that I wasn’t into mares.

But instead of stopping her she just kept on molesting my marehood. She leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Oh? Well then you‘re lucky you ran into me. Because I know just a spell or two."

Her horn began to glow brighter and brighter until I was blinded by a flash of magic.

~~~+++~~~

I blinked.

“Look I’m used to this kind of reaction by now. I just… don’t like seeing the shock on anypony’s face.”

The only thing I could do was staring at her but that was not what I did. I sighed and hang my head in shame. “I’m sorry for it nonetheless. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. I was just kinda overwhelmed. Never thought I would actually meet one of you princesses and that in a small town like this.”

I stood in the middle of the crowd again, to be precise, in front of Twilight and apologized for my behavior. What was going on here? A quick glance over the crowd revealed that nopony else seemed to have noticed anything. They were just chatting about things I could not quite catch. But just as I thought that I may have just imagined being raped my eyes fell on a midnight blue pony which looked utterly confused and offended.

Her turquoise eyes stared wide open at nothing in particular and what was even more interesting was the fact that nopony else seemed to care. I left Twilight, all but forgotten, behind and made my way through the crowd. Somehow it was of utmost importance now that I found out who this strange pony was.

Eventually I found her and this time I was the pony who had the anxious look on its face.

“Are you alright?”

Apparently me addressing her directly startled her immensely. She stared at me, wide eyed and her mouth agape. I was worried for her wellbeing because she looked ready to faint then and there. It took her only a few moments to regain her composure. She appeared to be a, albeit just a little, taller than normal unicorn. Her mane was a lighter blue and her midnight blue coat shimmered a bit. Her posture could almost be described as regal.

“Thou can see us?”

I eyed her up and down as if I would find something that would explain her strange question. But I found nothing. “Erm yes. Why shouldn’t I?”

She eyeballed me for a few seconds and just as I began to feel uncomfortable her horn started to glow in a very beautiful shade of blue. I wouldn’t be able to describe the color if my life depended on it. It was just beautiful. Yes the color of her aura should be named beautiful blue.
But what happened in the next moment extinguished these thoughts.

The world around me shifted and changed, turned itself upside down again and one more time I could feel the hard and unyielding wood under my back. A pain shot through my head as if it had the purpose to split it open but I could not scream. I struggled as hard as I could against the magical restraints but they would not give in.
Fresh, desperate tears joined the growing puddle underneath my head and I was downright sobbing now.

"No! Oh sweet Celestia! Please don't do that to me, Twil-AHN"

I was cut off by something rubbing against my marehood but this time I knew it would not just stay outside and torture my body into obeying. Then she whispered into my ear.

"Funny that you chose to call for her. Because, you know, she is my mentor."

I tried to cry out for her to stop, to not do what she was about to do. And it never came.

A new voice cut through the silence. “ENOUGH!”

Confused but thankful I searched for my savior but she was not within my field of view. Twilight for her part seemed to have frozen in mid movement but what confused me even more was that she actually was not moving at all. Like somepony had just stopped time itself.

I tried to break free from my restraints once more but just like before it was futile. So I tried to address the other pony which must have been here with me.

“E-excuse me? I’m really grateful that you stopped her but can you please free me?”

My request was met with nothing but silence. I waited and with every passing second fear took hold of my heart again. Certainly whoever had saved me could not keep time from flowing for long. I wasn’t a unicorn but even I knew that it was a magical feat to behold.
Just when I opened my mouth again I finally got my answer.

“I cannot believe what I see.”

The sound of hooves on wood echoed through the room and then the same midnight blue pony which seemed so out of place before stepped into my view. The look on her face was shocked, her eyes glued on the lavender pony on top of me.

“What have you done?

Sadness replaced shock and I found myself unable to interrupt her thoughts. I felt sorry for her. Here I lay, mere seconds before I would lose the only thing I had left, and the sadness in her eyes made me feel sorry for her. She shouldn’t have been here nor should she have seen what happened here.

My heart fell into an endless pit as I realized.

She wasn’t here to help me. She couldn’t even if she wanted to. And I smiled.

“This is a dream… isn’t it?”

Her silence was all the answer I needed.

“This already happened… and it cannot be undone… right?”

I closed my eyes and let my tears flow freely. I felt the world shaking around me but I didn’t care. But suddenly I felt the urge to tell her. My voice was barely a whisper.

”It’s not her fault.”

This managed to gain the attention of the blue pony and she even took her gaze off of Twilight to look into my eyes silently questioning me to explain. But I shook my head.

”I don’t know how but I do this to other mares… please don’t be mad at her. It is not…”

I blinked and was greeted by a white pillow. I was resting on my side and my wing throbbed a little signaling that I lay on it for too long. A blanked was draped over me and the smell of disinfectant in the air told me that I apparently was in the hospital.

Strange. I must have fallen asleep on this stallion’s back and he had carried me all the way to the hospital. I tried to move myself to a more comfortable position but flinched as several parts of my body protested furiously. My breath caught in my throat and a tiny whimper escaped me as the pain hit me full on. I told myself to keep on breathing. This was not the first time I was in pain and I knew better than to risk passing out due to the lack of oxygen.

After a few moments to prepare myself mentally I changed my position in spite of the agony the movement caused me. When the pain died down again, which took remarkably more time than before, I looked out of the window and up to the beautiful moon in the equally beautiful night sky. I didn’t know why but I whispered like there was some being out there who would hear me.

”It’s not her fault.”