Embrace of the Night: Quenching a Dark Desire

by Emerald Skysoar

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Other, Nightmare Moon, Princess Luna, Fluttershy
Length: 5378

This story displays a scenario where Flutterbat and Nightmare Moon meet. It shows how they overcome their inner trials and conquer the darkness inside them, as well as satisfy a deep urge within themselves.

A few days after the whole “Flutterbat” incident, Fluttershy has been feeling some strange urges. This time, the focus was not apples, but for something more lewd. Embarrassed by the nature of the subject, she does not tell any of her friends about them, hoping they will just go away. To her disappointment and fear, they do not, and only become stronger. Eventually, her body cannot control it anymore, and something radical begins to take place, the return of Flutterbat! Enter Luna. Still feeling betrayed and bitter from Celestia’s decision to allow her pupil to ascend into an Alicorn without her consent, she decided a moonlight stroll through Sweet Apple Acres would help calm her. This story portrays the consequences of these two meeting and the trouble that ensues. Enjoy!

Published 2014-03-15 15:40:05 UTC
Last updated 2014-03-15 15:40:05 UTC

Embrace of the Night: Quenching a Dark Desire

It was just past midnight when Princess Luna gracefully landed on the small hill overlooking a scenic Sweet Apple Acres. The cool October air was filled with the aromatic scent of apples, despite the fact that a majority of them had already been picked. The pale glow of the full moon as it shone off the few fruits left was astonishingly beautiful. Except for a few hazy clouds, the sky was abound with countless twinkling stars, each having their own unique shape and color. Seeing this mesmerizing sight, Luna’s anger lessened significantly, at least for a moment, before she remembered why she had not seen it in a while. Her workload was nearly doubled for the longest time, due to the coronation of the new “Princess”, and the week-long festivities that followed. She felt like she needed to take out all her anger on something, anything. As she tried to calm herself, she failed to notice the dark figure mysteriously watching her from the bushes below. As soon as she regained her composure, the silhouette had returned into the shadow of the trees, waiting for its next victim deep within the brush.

It had been a few moments before Luna had realized something was off. She had been walking down the path of a neglected and far orchard in the west field. As far as she understood, the particular section had been given to the local animals to reside in, allowing many other plants to grow from lack of cultivation. The deep and intricate shadows woven by the wild and bare trees in the moonlight reminded Luna of the time she spent on the moon, before it became her prison for a thousand years. Back then, it was a safe haven of intense dark beauty, an escape from her many mundane duties. Above that, the sheer context it gave her, the feeling that she was so small compared to the heavenly bodies of the Earth and the Moon, allowed her to feel a sense of normality. Ever since she and Celestia ended the chaotic reign of Discord, winning their immortality, saving the world, and putting it into harmony, she had been given no chance to relax. This includes no time to enjoy herself the way a mare in her twenties should, with lots of sex.

To Luna, sexual intercourse was an unattainable indulgence. The last time she had ever truly pleasured her urges was before she was trapped on the moon. Ever since she first had got her estrus cycle, she was tortured with the strong desire to be mounted and fucked by any colt in sight. With time, she was able to control herself with her hoof and toys to quench her lecherous thirst. The regular ponies could only deal with this period of heat because Celestia sent away most of the stallions as guards across the sea, protecting Equestria’s inhabitants from the creatures that lurk in the hinterland. This left most regular mares to become homosexual, and was not uncommon for many to form large orgies so they could deal with their urge in one sitting. But on the moon, with complete and utter solitude, Luna was driven insane with libido. Mares from the past had stronger cycles, because they needed to reproduce in order to keep the species going in a time of upheaval. Even after hundreds of years, it did not lessen in strength. She was partly surprised to find that you could not smell a thousand years of her pheromones. She did it with everything, and by that, it was literally everything. All the moon rocks she carved were made to substitute for her dildos. She was even driven to the point of carving out several huge rocks into the shape of a stallion with a very long, and erect member poking out. By the time the spell dooming her there dissipated, all that was left was a tiny stub and many broken statues.

Back in the present, the strange feeling did not go away. In fact, as Luna silently walked on the worn out trail she had created, it grew in presence. The moon she rose hours before was now beginning to become covered by the now thick veil of clouds. At night, the orchard was alive with many nocturnal species, including an owl that she heard sporadically and a cricket or two. Soon the feeling became distinguishable as a presence, or to be more precise, a feeling of being watched. Luna was not worried at all by this, but rather amused by the whole situation. She had survived innumerable years, facing various threats before, so if one predator had the audacity to even try to take her on, they would soon be taught a lesson they would never forget. Still, she sort of wanted something to attack her, just so she could take out her burning rage out on the poor creature that attacked. Little did she know that she would soon get more than what she bargained for.

After about a good ten minutes of walking without any occurrence, Luna stopped. She scanned her surroundings, searching for the disembodied presence that was stalking her, to no avail. The moon at this point had been completely submerged in the dull cover of the clouds. By that time, her visibility became near zero. She did not want to produce a light from her horn, for she feared it would warn the creatures that had been watching her of her approach, scaring them away. Having no other option besides retreating (which to Luna meant losing, meaning it was not really an option), she decided that she would transform into someone better suited for the job——Nightmare Moon. Using magic, she dove deep within her subconscious and pulled at the darkness she had buried ever since she was defeated. After unearthing it, she loosened the seal that the Elements of Harmony had put on just a little bit so she could control her new form, and with smoke arising, she let the malice overtake her.

For Flutterbat, the events that led up to that moment were very different. Fluttershy just opened the door to her humble abode after finishing her shopping when the urges started earlier that day. When the first wave of erotic ambition hit her, she squealed and almost dropped her groceries on the floor. She dealt with it as she usually did, by trying to focus her attention on attending to her animals. These particular waves were very powerful though, most likely due to the fact that it was the beginning of her Estrus cycle. Right after she settled her last day critters off in their beds, the urge flooded her entire mind, drowning out all other distractions and forcing her to deal with it. She struggled down the stairs and barely managed to walk outside before she collapsed from her internal conflict. In her mind, the battle raged on. The mental barriers she had set up were beginning to run thin. Fluttershy was like that for three hours, locked in the introverted battle of iron wills.

What happened next was extraordinary. Through sheer determination, Fluttershy had started a peculiar process that ended her inner skirmish. During the hours spent on the floor struggling to maintain control, she had been carrying trace amounts of leftover magic from the transformation imposed on her by Twilight and her friends. From the tension, the magic began to swell and grow larger until it created an implosion followed by an explosion. The intrinsic force had captured her body, tapping it in a state of pure magic, while the rebounded force had redefined her body structure. In this process, Fluttershy had become it overwhelmed her with a fierce rush of power, it trapped her in the deep recesses of her mind, when at the same time releasing to source of the urges. It was this series of event that brought us to where we are today, with the return of the cute, but deadly creature of the night——Flutterbat.

When the smoke cleared, different mare stepped forward. One with long, slender legs, thin, but dark feral eyes, plus a grand and flowing starry mane. She stretched her larger wings and began to peer around. Using her new level of perception, Nightmare Moon scanned the area for her stealthy follower. She quickly (and rather easily to her displeasure, for she wanted at least a remote challenge) spotted hanging in a tree a few yards away, Flutterbat intently staring at her with dark crimson eyes, blissfully unaware that she could now be seen by her prey.

For the first time since she arrived, she turned toward the pony-bat, and spoke in a now deeper voice saying, “I know you’ve been following me. What is it that you want? Why have you been pursuing me?”
Confused at why her pray seemed to be talking to her, Flutterbat firmly held her position, waiting for the moment Nightmare Moon looked away, so she could move to another branch and continue her steak-out.
The silence ensued for a moment until Nightmare said, “No answer, coward? Well, I have ways of making you talk.” At that, she rapidly shot bolts of stun magic from her horn at the suspended creature. Flutterbat, hearing the bolt coming, briskly glided in the dark night sky just in time to avoid the electric bolt.

As she flew straight up into the air she caught the rays the rays of the reemerging moon, showing her full features of the creature to Nightmare Moon. In the new light, she registered that the creature was in fact a pony and bat crossbreed. It had pale yellow skin, a matted and light pink mane, with bat-like wings, ears, and fangs. There was one more thing that she had noticed, it was very angry.

After letting out a loud screech of ire, Flutterbat rushed toward Nightmare Moon, seething with rage. She promptly responded by bracing herself for impact. Flying at what seemed like supersonic speed, she rushed ever closer the nonchalant mare, who still had not budged an inch. Finally, right before they crashed together, NM dived out of the way, allowing Flutterbat to crash straight into the magic cage the dark mare had constructed behind herself. And as soon as she went in, the gate behind her immediately slammed closed, locking her into the hooves of a now smiling pony.

The cage rattled violently with assaults from the confined bat as Nightmare stepped closer to interrogate her new prisoner. “Now, who are you and why is it you’ve been following me?”
Her only response was a series of loud hissing noises and an increase in the shaking. Gathering that the monster could not speak standard Equestrian, she cast a translation spell over the creature. A series of low gargles were heard, almost as if the bat was clearing its throat.

All of a sudden, a low and muffled voice erupted from the creature that surprised even Nightmare Moon saying, “Filthy unicorn, I never wanted to speak with you. I don’t converse with my prey.”
“ You mean the prey that outsmarted you and is holding you captive?” Her smile became wider and wider with each word said. More sternly she said, “Now you will answer my questions before we do this the hard way.”

“Whatever you do to me, you would also do to your dear subject here.”
“And that would be…”

“How could you not recognize the sweetest and shyest pony around? To answer one of you questions before, I am the magical embodiment of the darkness in Fluttershy’s heart.”

This took Nightmare Moon aback a little bit. Despite the fact that she wanted to have her way with this dark being, she was still a princess and couldn’t hurt one of the her pony’s she was sworn to protect. After a moment she spoke again, “I have seen the mare that you speak of, but to my knowledge, she was only filled with kindness. How could you be the manifestation of her darkness if she didn’t have any?”

The yellow bat smirked and responded, “Everyone has darkness in their hearts. You have given into yours to take on the form you have now. It is true, though, that I was in the smallest corner hiding from the kindness, but I still existed.
Intrigued, she responded, “But how did you gain control of the overwhelming kindness in the young mare’s heart? How did you get that timid pony to give into the darkness and transform into what you are now?”

“That was just a fortunate accident actually. It seems the newly crowned Princess Twilight was not aware that her powers were amplified when she became an alicorn. You see, she cast a spell that backfired at dear Fluttershy here and transformed her into what you see before you. She eventually transformed her back to normal, but by doing so released a slight magical tension inside the mare’s body. All I had to do was manipulate the small pocket of energy until it switched our positions. Right now, she’s probably cowering in the same corner I was, trapped in eternal blackness.”

As soon as she heard that statement, Nightmare knew she would have to do something to free the poor mare from her stifling darkness. In a way, the scenario reminded her of herself, when she was trapped inside her own heart surround by the cold, black abyss of eternal nothingness. She needed to get Fluttershy out, and she would do whatever it took to do it. Deciding not to traumatize the pony anymore by stalling, she cast a truth spell on the enigma forcing it to tell her the truth. Then she asked in a pressing voice, “What must I do to bring Fluttershy back into control?”

“Foolish pony, why would I tell you th——The only way to vanquish me it to satisfy the desires Fluttershy has suppressed.——at? Wait, what have you done to me filthy magic user!?”

“What desires must I appease?”

“I will never——Her sexual ones.——tell you! Curse your foul magic sorceress, but still, you will never be able to quench the thirst of deprived darkness. You will be consumed by your own if you even attempt it.” The bat cackled viciously until Nightmare Moon shot a stun bolt at it, freezing it in the middle of its laughter.

“Then we shall see.”

The faintly flowing cage immediately dissipated and Flutterbat was unceremoniously dropped on the floor. Using magic, she carefully positioned her straight up against a tree. Nightmare circled the creature, looking closely at the limp bat spread across the floor, inspecting the specimen as a scientist would before they began a dissection. After a thorough look, she stepped back and starts her work.

The first thing she did was quickly charm Flutterbat with every sex drive incantation she knew, which for the horniest mare in all of Equestria, was quite a bit. Each spell hit harder than the last, compiling the effects with each new incantation. By the time she was done, you could see the craving in the pony-bat’s eyes, wanting so bad something she could not have. Nightmare Moon held the gaze, deciding what to do next with the lustful being in front of her.

Suddenly, a dark and clouding thought popped into her head. “Let’s tease her before we begin the exorcising ritual.”
Inside her mind, Luna felt a faint presence beginning to form. It was accompanied by faint whispers echoing all throughout the contours of her mind. Busy focusing on the mare in front of her, she could not fully comprehend what it was, or what the voices were saying. These unconscious drives were what made her body follow the whispers without her being aware.

In that next instance, she felt herself walking over to a nearby stump, conveniently placed a meter away from the paralyzed bat. From there, she sat down and spread her legs wide, revealing a dark, unexplored cave glistening with untapped treasure. Her hoof slowly creped down her body, lightly brushing alongside her greyish blue coat, until it reached its destination, the regal vagina owned by the princess of the night. As her hoof brushed against her marehood, a warm wave of pleasure crashed into her body. Soon she started to moan softly at the sensuality of the situation. This continued as she began to play with herself, and each touch brought her to an ever so close sense of ecstasy. It escalated as the movement of her hoof grew in speed, each meeting building upon the last until she reached he climax with a scream of sweet release.

It was this that snapped NM up from her trance, bringing her back to reality. A sharp bolt of pleasure flooded the inside of her mind with the force of a tidal wave releasing all prior metal processes. “How did I get here, and why am I doing this?” she thought as she realized the position she was in, blushing. Then, she remembered the situation of Fluttershy, and quickly stood up and calmly walked toward the horniest bat in all of Equestria, getting ready to begin to work.

By this time, all the prior spells cast on Flutterbat have settled, and have left her very hot and bothered. And when she saw the snatch of the beautiful mare in front of her being toyed with in front of her eyes, she could not control herself. Practically buckets of warm juices flowed out of her own hole upon the sight, steeping the air and the ground with the smell of fertility and invitation. It also lessened the effect of the petrification, giving her the freedom to emit low, pleasuring noises. Even after the sight was gone, the juices kept flowing out, like a slow, steady stream of a warm river. A feeling anticipation began to form as Nightmare Moon took slow and heavy steps to her.

She stopped just in front of the sprawled out pony-bat, once again to examine the situation of her adversary. Even before she looked down, she smelled the scent of pheromones in the air, and she knew it was due to the effect her previous performance had on the mare. Knowing this, she didn’t waste any time and moved straight to her flank. Upon arriving, she was greeted with the strong fragrance of a virgin and a puddle of love juice. Liking what she saw, Nightmare used her magic to lift up the creature carefully placed her leaning on an adjacent tree.

Then aloud she said coolly, “Get ready to have the time of your life!” and then dove down on the paralyzed pony-bat.

Even before she had fully came down upon her, Nightmare Moon could hear sequels escape from Flutterbat’s mouth. When her long, smooth ebony tongue came in contact with the sweet, tender marehood, the woods around them erupted with full-fledged moans for more stimulation. These lust filled pleas for more arousal sounded like a symphony of euphonious sound to her. She slowly dragged her tongue along her opponent’s snatch, paying extra attention to a newly budding clitoris. As a salty yet sweet liquid flooded her mouth, she knew she was on the right track.

As NM, lapped away at the mare’s crotch, her pony-bat opponent was transported to a world of pure ecstasy. Every little motion resulted in a new wave of intense euphoria, sending more and more lubrication out of the virgin. Every now and then she would open her eyes to see the large, midnight-black mare looking up at her. This caused the pleasure to intensify. With the attention she was getting, she came very quickly.

“OHHHH YESSS!!!!!!!” she yelled in a low moan with the ferocity of a lion as she ascended into a world filled with new heights of arousal. This also opened up her floodgate, creating a stream of juices rushing out from her pink, petite pussy towards Nightmare Moon’s ajar mouth who graciously accepted it. The flow itself lasted about a minute with a constant stream, while the effects of the orgasm were felt for several, due to the charms used prior.

Pleased with her work, Nightmare stepped back and waited for Fluttershy to materialize from the panting body in front of her. After what had been eight minutes, she angrily asked, “Why hasn’t Fluttershy returned to her original form?”
A sly smiled formed on the recovering creature. It calmly responded, “You’ll…..have to…..do better than that…… to free that …… weakling.”

Nightmare Moon was practically drowning with fiery rage. She hated the fact that she was losing, that her efforts were not good enough, and most of all the razor-sharp smile of the tricky bat. Amidst the maelstrom of these burning emotions, the strange presence once again began to root itself into her mind. It coiled around her thoughts until it controlled her whole brain.
By the time Luna had noticed what had took place it was too late. She struggled the furtive presence with her subconscious, only to find she was already placed within an isolated area, away from the master control panel, where she could control her outer body. She could only watch helplessly as a black figure wrested the panel. When it realized she had noticed it, it manifested itself into a pure black figure of herself, as if you took her shadow and transformed it into a three-dimensional figure. The shadow smiled coyly at her, sending chills throughout her body. It could be seen that this was the anti-Luna.

“You should have listened to you little friend out there.” It spoke with a dark yet cool tone. “Now, you’ll be under my control forever!”

It was this second line that fit the puzzle pieces together. Dark memories came rushing back to Luna, memories she had suppressed from a years of torture. This dark spirit was the entity that had transformed her into Nightmare Moon, trapped her to wander of the abyss of her soul for a thousand years, and was defeated and sealed by the Elements of Harmony. Now it regained its power and was ready to wreak havoc across Equestria again.

“I’ll never let you take control of my body” Luna yelled at the shadowy mass, sounding feeble in comparison to the prior voice that spoke.

This caused it to laugh. “Oh, but I already have. Now no one can stop me from amassing this world in pure evil. Don’t you see? I’ve already won!” It then broke into a hysterical cackle. “And I already have my first test subject.” Using her body to advance, the diabolical essence made Nightmare walk towards Flutterbat.

“NOOOO!!!” Luna shouted, for she knew Fluttershy was still inside, and she didn’t want her to suffer anymore. But this cry was a waste of a breath as an invisible curtain closed around her, trapping her once again to wander the dark void of her soul in utter solitude.

While this battle was going on, Flutterbat slowly recovered from the attention she had received before. Also due to this, the spells cast on her before began to fade. When she had regained the ability to move, she quickly rose to her feet and prepared to strike her captor and quickly flee. Though, as it turns out, fate was not on her side today, because right when she was about to take off, she felt a powerful magic pull her body into the air.

Suspended in the air, she struggled and began to speak with a hiss, “Releassse me at onccccce you filthy cur, or be prepared to ssssuffer my wrath!”

Nightmare Moon smiled and simply said, “Oh, how fitting, I always liked the feisty ones. Now, be prepared, for you will now be purified of all the goodness you have left.”

At this, used her magic to enchant the ground around her. Suddenly, large spiky vines shot up from the ground and snuggled themselves in the bat’s skin, wrapping around all her appendages, holding her as the thorny shackles dug themselves deeper into her flesh.

“AAAAHHHHH!!!!” she screamed as pain shot like lightning all throughout her body. Blood trickled from each new gash wound, coating the mare’s yellow mane with a distinct crimson. After a moment the vined stopped the moving and she was left with a lingering sharp pain where the spikes had torn through.

NM snickered at the scene of agony before her. Cutting the murmur of her wails of pain, she spoke saying, “How did you enjoy my little ‘massage’. I’m sure it was quite refreshing.” After she had said this, she walked over to the entwined pony-bat and started to lick her blood covered fur. “Your blood is so, refreshing. But this is not the real blood I want. No, what I want is the blood from you hymen. And I know just how I can get it.”

Through the immense wave of pain she was feeling, Flutterbat could barely comprehend full weight of that sentence. All she could do was grunt as Nightmare had tightened the bind of vines on her as they shifted her position. She was now lying back on a bed of thorns while her legs were spread wide in preparation for what was to come.

After she had moved her victim, Nightmare Moon was once again using her magic for more evil. When the incantation was complete, a strange glow enveloped around her crotch. Soon, a large midnight blue rod rose from where her vagina was. It linked it, allowing her to feel everything her surrogate dick was feeling. Her horn glowed again and it began grow wider and longer. Soon it was nearly five inched in diameter and eighteen inches long. Finally, for good measure, she added spiky nodes to grow out of the sides of it. With her weapon prepared, the exorcism ritual was about to begin.

She moved into position, aligning herself into the entrance of the pained maiden. Then she began to prod the her hole. Both parties screamed, but for two different reasons. One was due to the introduction to a new stretching pain on top of mountain of stinging daggers. The other was from the absolute tightness of around the head of her rod. She slowly went in and out, with the screams increasing each time. A moment passed of this before Nightmare became bored of this. In one seamless motion, she withdrew the tip of her spear and thrust forward with all her might.

In that one moment, Flutterbat’s pain reached its peak. She couldn’t even bring herself to scream. The pain was so intense, she passed out. She lay limp, cut and bruised as NM pumped in and out viciously without a care in the world, a steady stream of blood flowing out of her crotch. She was a maiden no longer. All her purity was stolen, her innocence robbed from her, all in one fell swoop.

Nightmare was on the completely other side of the spectrum. She felt all too good. As soon as the cherry burst, she was in a whole new world of heaven. Her rod flew in and out almost as if it had a mind of her own. She had cum three times in just two minutes from all her pumping. The feeling was so intense, it awakened an animalistic urge inside her, suppressed for nearly a thousand years. It was as if the world paused for her in that moment and her only goal in life this repeated horizontal motion.

This timeless moment was shattered as the muscles loosened around her glistening rod. Outraged by this, she realized this was because the slipping consciousness the weakling she was inside. Annoyed, her horn lit up once again and Flutterbat roared back to life into a world of torture. Satisfied, she continued her malicious assault for the tenth orgasm.

By this time, the earth was soaked in a mixture of blood, sweat, tears, and love juices. The air was overcome with the sound of suffering and joy. It represented the merging of emotions into one unison feeling, ecstasy. Yes, by this time the pain and pleasure mixed. The creature of the night officially became a machinist, as she started to associate pain with pleasure, and with the amount of suffering she was feeling she came quite a number of times. This blend of powerful emotions is also what presented with Luna the opportunity she needed to free both Fluttershy and herself. All she needed was time it right.

Following her fifteenth climax, Nightmare Moon was beginning to feel tiresome of this repetitious action. Slowly, she withdrew herself from Flutterbat, savoring the slow removal of her magical weapon. She examined the dripping body in front of her, deciding what she could do to milk more indulgence out of it. Finally, she came upon a bright red anus that was just asking to be penetrated. Once again she lined up her long staff along the entrance and pushed forward with all her might.

The rush of fresh stimulation gave Luna the perfect opportunity regain control of her mind. As she wandered through the endless darkness, she eventually came across the seal locked away her darkness. It lay fallen on the ground in front of a massive iron gate. This is what she needed to seal the shadowy mass of her alternate self in. The only question was how. How could Luna take back her mind, something she could never do in over a thousand years? The answer was something new that she didn’t have before. The only way to overcome this trial was to use the light of friendship to find the path back to the master control station, where she could then take her body back. She remembered Nightmare Night, when Twilight and her friends helped her to overcome social barriers and adjust the public’s view of her. This invisible bond created a large beam of light that cut through darkness like a hot knife through butter. Using this she quickly found the path to the MCS where the anti-Luna stood, too invested in the good feelings from the outside world to even bother defending herself.

As she looked up at the screen to see what was happening in the real world, she was astonished to see huge magical explosion occur. This magic was so strong, it melted away all the meager spells cast by Nightmare Moon. All that was left to see was a blinding flash, and after, nothing, for her sight had been temporarily disoriented. After seeing this, she knew it would be a matter of time before anti-Luna would reappear and send her back to the far reaches of her soul. She bolted down the large hallway and smashed right into the evil version of herself, slamming it across the room while she hastily regained control of the MCS. After she established that, she used her regained power to lock up anti-Luna behind the Iron Gate and swiftly replaced the seal.

When Luna finally took could feel her body again, she felt very sore and tired, especially in the nether regions. Nightmare Moon had disappeared along with the darkness. She stood a few feet away, blown back by the magical explosion. When she went to see what was at the center, she was flabbergasted to see a cut up and bruised sleeping Fluttershy in a pool of an assortment of bodily fluids. Using magic, she gently lifted up the mare out of the pool and onto dry ground, which was a meter away. After that was taken care of, Luna quickly attended to all the cuts and bruises of the shy, yellow pony. It took about two hours for her to heal her fully.

By the time it was done, the sun was just starting to rise, washing the land in bright light of dawn. There the two mares lay, savoring the warmth of a new day. They each overcame the darkness in their hearts, filling the space it once occupied with joy. It was in this beautiful scene that lulled Luna into peaceful slumber, with the feelings of happiness, for the first time, in a long time.