The Paradox

The Paradox

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One Month Later-

Cadance had already drawn up plans before talking to Shining, so it was just a matter of implementing them. Most of it went off without a hitch—including the announcement to the public—but Cadance had been oddly insistent that things be moved along as quickly as possible. Shining later learned that it was because the time spell had to be cast at a specific date and time, and if they missed the window, they’d have to wait a year to try again.

They managed to make the deadline, albeit barely, and the two of them now nervously stood in their bedroom finishing a few last-minute preparations.

“How long until Future-You gets here again?” Shining asked for the eighth time. He was still a stallion, though not for much longer, standing before a mirror with a forlorn expression.

Cadance didn’t look up from the long piece of parchment she was poring over. “Ten p.m. on the dot, Dear.” On the floor was an incredibly complex magical array filled with arcane symbols, and hovering in the center was a beautiful blue crystal, cut in the shape of a heart.

Shining looked up at the clock. “Uh… we kinda only have like five minutes, then. Shouldn’t we, you know, get ready ourselves?”

“In a minute.” Cadance scratched something out and wrote in something else in its place. “Ugh, Twilight, I love you, but you really need to work on your hornwriting…”

Shining watched his longer mane and tail swish back and forth. He’d never let them grow out this far. “Is she—er, future-you, I mean, coming as a stallion or a mare?”

“Dunno. Probably a stallion.” Cadance’s eyes flitted up and down Twilight’s writings. “The spell only gives us fifteen minutes to get the job done, so we can’t really waste time with preamble or prep...  oh! That’s supposed to be the derivative of the value! Didn’t see the prime symbol… okay, that all makes sense. I think we’re good to go!”

Shining chewed on his lip. “Are you sure you don’t want me to cast the time spell instead of you?”

“We’re not going over this again,” Cadance said. “I’m doing it, end of story. Now come stand in front of me.”

Shining couldn’t help glancing at the mirror one last time before reluctantly going over to her.

“I just don’t want anything to go wrong,” he said. “I trust you, but this is pretty advanced magic.”

“Good thing I’m a pretty advanced magic user.” Cadance moved Shining over a little bit before lighting her horn. “But hold that thought for a minute. Let’s get the easy part out of the way.”

A cool wave of magic washed over Shining. He tensed up at first, but then relaxed and allowed it to envelop him. It teased and brushed along his coat, sweeping through him with a pleasant tingling as it took in the contours and functioning of his body. The same thing happened to Cadance at the same time.

The changes started internally. Shining first felt a slight twinge in the back of his head, followed by a sudden shiver that spread throughout the rest of him. His entire frame rippled and morphed in its wake—his barrel lengthened and became more compact, his coat softened, his legs shortened, his hips widened, his neck thinned, and he shed a significant amount of muscle mass. He felt an abrupt shortness of breath as his internal organs shifted slightly, and his muzzle itched as it shrank and rounded out. There was also a sudden, maddening tingling in his throat, but he kept silent for Cadance’s sake.

And then the most relevant change occurred. He was well-acquainted with what it felt like, so he didn’t react much when his balls and sheath abruptly went numb. However, he—or she, rather, did gasp a second later when her new marehood formed, and she accidentally brushed it with her tail. She blushed and ceased the motion before it happened again.

“All done, my little Gleaming,” a male voice said in a sultry baritone.

Gleaming Shield opened her eyes. Standing before her was a handsome pink stallion, tall and sure, looking down at her with twinkling eyes and a mischievous smirk.

Gleaming finally cleared her throat and chuckled, her ears twitching at her new silvery soprano. “You say that every time, Eros.”

Eros was definitely masculine, but not overly so. His muscles were firm, his wings were angular and sleek, his jaw was rugged, his flanks were slim, and his hooves were unshorn. His mane and tail still had Cadance’s telltale curls, but they were cut short to give him a more dashing look. There was a mysterious air about him, one both bizarrely alluring and enticing, and while it was certainly unique, it was also very reminiscent of Cadance.

Eros licked his lips as he looked his transformed mate up and down. “That’s because it’s true. You won’t be little for very long, though. Not if I have anything to say about it, at least…”

“Whoa there, lover-boy.” Gleaming tilted her head towards the circle. “We still have work to do.”

“It’s all done for the moment.” Eros stepped to the side and fully took in Gleaming's new form. She was lithe and curvaceous, with a soft, downy coat and a bright blue mane that spilled down her slender neck and shoulders. Her military training was still evident in her athletic build, most notably in her shapely legs, and deliciously toned flanks. She had the same calm, analytic demeanor that gave away who she really was, but even if didn’t, her bright, cerulean eyes certainly did.

Gleaming cocked her head. “What do you mean?”

“The only thing I needed to do for the time spell was lock in the point I want to come back to.” Eros came closer and nuzzled her withers. “Everything else is done on the time-traveler’s end.”

Gleaming shivered from Eros’ hot breath in her mane. “S-shouldn’t we wait, though? We don’t wanna ramp things up too quickly…”

Eros laughed. “Things are going to ramp up quickly, regardless. The book said it takes a few seconds to kick in, but you should be feeling it very soon.”

“Feeling wha—”

And then it all crashed into her. Her entire body grew warm, her heart rate picked up, her mind grew fuzzy, her mouth went dry, and her tail lifted of its own accord. A deep, throbbing ache developed in her nethers, and a sudden trickle of fluid ran down her leg.

“Oh, Celestia...” she groaned as she caught the scent of her own arousal. “I forgot that I’d be…”

“Yep.” Eros raised his head and inhaled deeply. “Mmm, you’ve got it bad, too.”

“D-damn it...” Gleaming flushed as the feelings intensified. “You should’ve reminded me of this!”

“What, and miss out on this reaction?” Eros laughed, his wings slowly extending. “I’m surprised you forgot in the first place, to be honest. It’s kind of a necessary component of the process.”

Gleaming's eyes were now glued to Eros’ groin. His long, thick stallionhood was slipping free, and fantasies of being stuffed full with that wonderful rod were dancing through her mind. “Nngh, I don’t know how long I can wait...”

“Don’t worry.” Eros looked up at the clock. “Future-Me should be arriving here riiiiight… abouuuut....”

There was a flash like lightning. Crackling sounds filled the room as a jagged tear in space formed over by the closet door. Multicolored light spilled out as the rift became taller and wider, causing both Eros and Gleaming to squint and shade their eyes. The silhouette of a stallion appeared and carefully stepped through the tear, and when he was fully through, the rift disappeared behind him with a crack.

The newcomer grinned. “...now.”

Gleaming blinked several times. Standing before her was a second Eros, identical in every to the first. Same body, same manestyle, same boyish smirk… even the same raging boner. He waggled his eyebrows before sauntering over, a familiar, hungry look in his eyes.

“Hey there, gorgeous.” He licked his lips much like Past-Eros just had. “Feeling frisky? Antsy? A little wild, maybe? We’re about to fix all of that…”

Gleaming bit her lip. Her marehood was now literally dripping. The haze in her mind was overriding her self-control, and the fire in her core kept getting hotter.

“Hey there yourself, handsome,” Past-Eros cut in. He gave Gleaming a teasing lick on the cheek before guiding them both into the arcane circle. “Ready for some fun?”

Future-Eros’ smile turned devious. “Oh, yeah.” He sniffed the air, and his wings snapped open, as well. “I’ve been looking forward to this for a while.”

“You’re good to go, right?” Past-Eros asked. “No problems?”

“None.” Future-Eros stopped at the edge of the array, giving Gleaming a teasing wink. “We can proceed as planned.”

Gleaming felt her knees grow weak. She was in the center of the ritual circle now, with two horny alicorn stallions circling around her like sharks. Every fiber in her body was screaming at her to lunge at one of them, but her willpower held her fast.

“Eroooooos…” she whined.

“Soon, Honey.” Past-Eros said. An enchanted glass vial filled with a clear substance suddenly appeared in his magic. “Can’t start without this.”

Gleaming's breath caught in her throat. “What is...”

Past-Eros lifted the vial up to examine it in the light. “Just a little insurance to make sure this takes. We only have one shot at this.”

Gleaming swallowed hard. “This is really happening, i-isn’t it… we’re really g-gonna do this...”

Past-Eros smiled. “And there’s nopony else I’d rather do it with.”

Gleaming's pussy winked. Her eyes unfocused as her breathing became fast and shallow. Past-Eros began casting the spell behind her, and the Crystal Heart above emitted a soft ringing sound that drowned out the pop of him opening the enchanted vial.

“Ah, I remember it so well,” Future-Eros said in a husky growl. “How happy you were the whole time, the serene smile on your face, how good you said it all felt. The entire time you kept going on about how full you felt, but somehow, all you wanted was more...”

Gleaming patience gave out. She tried to tackle one of them right then and there, but she found that her hooves were stuck to the ground. She looked down and saw that the lines of the array had started glowing, the light already up to her knees.

“Bastards…” Gleaming ground her teeth as the light fully enveloped her. “Double-teaming me while I’m—AAAHH!”

Her tail was suddenly yanked to the side. A tendril of liquid probed at her glistening entrance and slipped inside her, swiftly traveling up her passage. It entered her womb and became embedded in her walls, and as it did, the heat between her legs became an inferno.

“OHHHHH!” Gleaming wriggled and squirmed as hard as she could. The edges of her eyes glowed with pink energy, the Love magic taking hold. “THAT’S IT! EITHER OF YOU, BOTH OF YOU, I DON’T CARE! JUST GET OVER HERE AND RUT ME!”

Past-Eros nodded to his future self. They both entered the glowing circle, their eager stallionhoods bobbing as they advanced on their frazzled mate.

“Shhh,” Past-Eros said from Gleaming's left. He leaned down and began nibbling on her ear. “It’s alright, Honey….”

Future-Eros pressed a hoof into one of her cutie marks. “Everything will be fine…”

“We promise you’ll enjoy this…”

“Oh, very much so…”

“NO FOREPLAY!” Gleaming snarled. “JUST F-FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!”

Future-Eros snickered. “As our love wishes.” He positioned himself behind Gleaming and reared, settling on her small, sturdy frame. His eager cock slapped up against her as he adjusted himself.

Past-Eros kissed Gleaming's forehead and started licking the base of her horn. “One more thing before we start, Dear...”

Gleaming gasped and went cross-eyed from such a sensitive spot. “Unnnnngghh, whaaaaaat…”

“Mmm, It’s not something you’ll object to.” Past-Eros ran his tongue up and down the fluted length. “See, we’re using a spell just to be safe, but it’s going to you much, much more fertile than you would be otherwise. There’s a good chance that this will result in you having twins... triplets… or possibly even more.”

The gravity of those words were enough to punch a hole in the fog.

“You mean…”

Future-Eros leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Don’t worry. You’re gonna be a great parent.”

He pulled his hips back and plunged into her with a smooth, powerful thrust, and at the same time, Past-Eros took her horn into his mouth and started sucking on it. The Crystal Heart above began to hum, and Gleaming screamed her approval so loud and long that half the castle heard her.

Future-Eros only managed to fit himself halfway into Gleaming's snugness, despite pushing as hard as he could. He pulled back with a grunt and spread his backhooves a little farther apart, then shoved back into her with even more force. He sank another inch into her, and from there on he began moving back and forth like a piston, going in a little bit deeper in each time.

Past-Eros, meanwhile, was running his tongue all around her horn while bobbing his head up and down. He mostly kept his attention on her tip, which was now emitting constant sparks that tickled his throat. Occasionally, he’d tighten his lips and swallow the whole thing so he could properly suck on it, causing a torrent of sparks to surge out. He continued this pattern while gradually increasing his pace, and as he did, his hoof unconsciously strayed down his barrel, rubbing his woefully unattended shaft.

Gleaming was in heaven. The weight of a stallion on her back, the heavy scent of sex, the feeling of fullness and being stretched wide, the warm slickness of Past-Eros’ tongue, the lewd squishing and sucking sounds, their hot breaths in her ears. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t orgasmed already, but then remembered that the spell prevented that until the Crystal Heart was fully charged. The pressure in her loins was well beyond her normal peak already, but still it built and built, without any sign of stopping. Fortunately, both of Eros’ efforts to ravish her were gradually picking up in intensity, and as they did, the Crystal Heart above hummed louder and louder.

“E-Er—” Gleaming cut herself off with a low, throaty moan. She took a breath and tried again. “E-Eros, more... I n-need... more…”

Future-Eros started nibbling on her ear. “Try to relax.”

Gleaming suddenly squeaked in surprise. A tendril of magic was poking at her backdoor, gradually snaking its way inside her while slowly getting thicker. It quickly assumed the shape of a phallus and began vibrating, occasionally rubbing against the thin barrier that separated it from Future-Eros’ thrusting member.

Gleaming's eyes rolled into the back of her head, the pleasant tingling added to the roaring firestorm within her. The Crystal Heart was now shining with sapphire light, but even still, it wasn’t near enough.

“More!” she cried.

This time it was Past-Eros who complied. While still servicing her, he reared and put his forehooves on her shoulders, giving her a view of his rock-hard cock. She was about to yell again, but then saw that his stallionhood had become enveloped in a pink hue. The foot-long rod started to grow—thirteen inches... fourteen inches... sixteen… nineteen… slowly making its way closer and closer to her face. Her jaw hung slack as she realized what he intended, and she found herself drooling like a dog.

When Past-Eros’ dick reached two feet, she was able to stick out her tongue and lick his tip. It then continued to grow until it entered her mouth proper, quickly pushing past her lips and filling all of her maw. She sucked on it like a lollipop, swishing her tongue all around it and greedily swallowing his delicious pre. Past-Eros groaned and reciprocated by taking in the full length of her horn, wrapping his lips around the base and making his mouth as tight as possible.

The Crystal Heart was ringing now. The thick air sparked and crackled with energy, the magic swirling around the three of them like a tempest. Gleaming was drunk with pleasure and lust, lost in the sensations, like a tiny rowboat in a raging storm. The pressure just kept on building. The fire inside her just kept getting hotter. Future-Eros was fully hilted in her now, the rhythmic slapping of his relentless pounding filling her ears. His magic vibrator had reached a fever-pitch. Past-Eros’ twitching cock was completely filling her mouth. He yanked on her mane as he pushed deeper into her mouth, causing it to slide down her throat.

The three of them became fully enveloped in the Crystal Heart’s light. Pulses of magic were now radiating off the artifact, all of which was funneling into Gleaming. The pulses became faster and faster, and all three of them felt their climaxes approaching. Their efforts became erratic and frenzied, and with one final thrust each, the Crystal Heart released a shockwave of power with a clear, deafening note.

Gleaming's orgasm was mind-blowing—an explosion that felt like the hottest fire being extinguished with the coldest water. Her body shuddered and convulsed as her muscles clamped down on Future-Eros’ rod, which was now pumping her full with shot after shot of hot, sticky, virile, cum. She could feel the magic erupting from her horn and into Past-Eros’ mouth, and also his cock swelling within her own, his seed spilling down her throat. Both Eroses filled her more and more from both ends, and she felt herself swelling with their fertile essence. The torrent of magic and endorphins made her head feel like she was flying. It just kept stretching on and on—and Gleaming could only hold on for so long before she whited out.

The first thing Gleaming noticed upon waking was that she’d been moved over to the bed. The second thing she noticed was that she was on her back, and her hips were propped up on pillows. The third thing she noticed was that Eros was right next to her, nuzzling, cuddling, petting, and generally just spooning the daylights out of her, his warmth adding to the warm, tingling heat deep within her belly. She was about to ask if he was the past or future version of himself, but upon seeing her wake, he answered the question for her.

“Future-Me’s gone,” he said with a smile. “It’s just us again.”

“Ah.” Gleaming shifted her lower half so she was more comfortable. “How long was I out?”

“About forty-five minutes.” He kissed Gleaming's cheek and hugged her tighter. “I half expected you to sleep through the night. You absorbed some pretty potent magic, there.”

Gleaming's kissed him back and looked down at her own elevated torso. “Did it work?”

“Mmhmm.” Eros patted his lover’s stomach. “Congratulations, Honey. You’re pregnant.”

“Heh.” Gleaming leaned into his embrace. “I suppose I should enjoy sleeping while I can, then.”

“Oh, hush,” Eros said. “I already told you you’re going to be comfortable.”

“Yeah, but I’m still scared.” Gleaming hugged him tight. “I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know how to feel.”

“Shhh…” Eros began humming a soothing song, gently stroking Gleaming mane. “You won’t be alone. I’ll be here for you every step of the way.”

Gleaming kissed his cheek. “Even when you’re listening to petitions in court?”

Eros laughed. “Oh, now that’s going to be an interesting backdrop. Petitioners coming in with petty problems, only to be snarked at by a hormonal, pregnant mare. I can only imagine the reactions.”

“Hey, It might deter some of the whiners,” Gleaming said with a small smirk. “Heavens know we get enough of them.”

“True,” Eros said. “Although they’ll probably come back before long.”

Gleaming rolled her eyes. “Unfortunately.”

A silence formed between them. They cuddled for a while, but Gleaming's gaze was inevitably drawn down to her currently-flat belly. She focused in on the warm feeling of Future-Eros seed still inside her, and she let out a contented sigh. She was surprised at how calm she was about all this. She thought she’d be nervous or panicking, but in truth, all she felt was peace. She was doing something that almost all mares did, and Eros was going to make sure it was easier and more enjoyable than the norm. It shouldn’t be too—

Her thoughts were drowned out by her heat returning full force.

“Uh, Eros…” Gleaming said in a husky whisper.

Eros hesitated. “Hmm?”

Gleaming ground against him, her magic massaging his sheath. “I need you to fuck me again.”

Eros smiled as his dick slipped free. “I think I can do that.”