Dirty Sexy Pony

Twilight strained against the clawed hand grasping tightly around her neck. “Let...go of...me!” She struggled to breathe, barely managing to speak between choked breaths. “...what...did you...do...with...S-pike!?” Whatever this creature was it had somehow taken the form of her assistant. There was no way Spike would ever act this way. No way he even had this much strength to hold Twilight despite being smaller than her.

“Spike isn't home right now,” the dragon said with a smirk while shrugging his shoulders. “But if you have a message I can pass it along and he'll get back to you as soon as he can.” He noticed her horn glow and he flashed a toothy smile. “Oh my...” Still holding her by the neck in one clawed hand, he grasped her horn in the other and pulled her closer to him with ease. Twilight cringed as he brought his face ever closer to hers and dragged his long, forked tongue across her muzzle. She panted, suddenly lightheaded, and watched as the glow of her horn dimmed. Her spell was somehow interrupted.

Twilight was frozen in place and her whole body had stiffened, as though paralyzed. She grunted and growled in protest, and tried to pull away but her efforts were in vain. Slowly, his tongue continued up, up, upwards toward her forehead and then brushed against her horn.

She shuddered out a gasp. Her lower body quivered from a sudden explosion of heat. His long tongue coiled and slithered around the base of Twilight's horn, then uncurled itself and was dragged up to the very tip, before moving downwards once more toward her head. Twilight grunted and struggled to breathe for a moment as she almost literally drowned in the feelings of pleasure, which submerged her mind and left her muscles feeling listless and spent of energy. “What...are you...?” She began to ask with panting breaths.

Her body felt heavy. She began sinking to the floor, unable to withstand the invisible weight pressing down on her. The creature that had taken Spike's form was practically carrying her by gripping her throat and horn. Twilight moaned as another flash of fiery heat rushed through her. She had barely managed to recall bits and pieces from her books of only one scenario that would explain why she was feeling this way.

'He...' she groaned within her dulling thoughts, '...he's draining...my magic!' Twilight gasped and shuddered from a sudden peak. She clenched her jaw tightly as her body convulsed against her will.

Her defenses were crumbling. Rationality evaporating. The longer this predator had her in its grasp the sooner it'd be before he sucked her dry. Or worse. There were some creatures written about but never observed or even proven to exist that were said to prolong their victim's torture in order to continue feeding on them.

By instinct Twilight tightened her leg muscles to delay another orgasm peak as much as she could. “P-please...some...pony...” Twilight let out a whisper.

Blackness soon began to encroach on her vision, turning everything into a blur. Twilight could barely make out the form of Sweetie Belle in the bed nearby, unmoving despite her attempts to scream and shrieks and slamming of her hoofs against the wooden floor as she increasingly grew too weak to escape this dragon's grip.

In desperation, Twilight searched around the room until noticing at the doorway an image of a white unicorn, who had to have only been a few feet away but seemed to be fading farther into the distance. “--------” The form's voice echoed.

Twilight's eyes closed and her consciousness was engulfed fully into darkness.

“T-------”

A blast of sound. The roar of thunder following the shriek of fireworks.

“-w------”

An echo.

“--i-----”

A sharp ringing grew louder and louder as a voice made her stir.

“----...ght!”

“...igh...”

“TWILIGHT!”

The ringing abruptly stopped. Twilight gasped loudly and opened her eyes. Her view came into focus and she saw Rarity looking back at her. The fellow unicorn sniffled and her nose was scrunched and eyebrows arched high; her mascara ran dark lines down her cheeks. Dark tears were dropping from her puffy eyes and onto Twilight's face.

“Ra...rity?” Twilight groaned in confusion at the strange sight before her. “What...?”

“You...stupid...bitch...” a deep snarl sounded out of Twilight's view.

Rarity gasped, looked toward the direction of the voice then looked back down toward Twilight. She gulped. “I'm so sorry, Twilight...” Her whispered words were garbled by her sobs. “...so, so, sorry. Spike...Spike is...” Her voice trembled as she shook her head from side to side. Twilight felt her head set down onto the floor.

“...what...? Spike...? What about...?”

She turned her head to the side and saw the dragon returning to his feet. He was much taller and leaner than Twilight remembered. The floor and wall behind him were charred black and still smoldering, but the purple scales of his body and light-green underbelly were not even tarnished, much less dirtied.

His longer spiked tail swung to the side and ripped through a large wooden armoire on his right like it was wet tissue paper. Pieces of expensive wood crumbled down, making cracks and scratches on the floor.

“Rarity, today's your day off...” The slim dragon quipped in a calm voice. But his angry tone did not go unnoticed, as the white unicorn standing defensively over Twilight whimpered at the sight of him standing up. “What are you doing back home so early? Were you that impatient to come back to me?”

“You promised not to go after my friends!” Rarity screamed. Her eyes glanced toward the direction of the bed, where the young filly remained unstirred by the commotion. Her look turned angry as she turned again toward the dragon at the opposite side of the room. “You promised not to touch my sis-”

“You're mine.” His voice turned stern, cutting her off and causing Rarity to squeak in fear. “What's yours is mine.” With slow, confident steps, the dragon drew closer, but even as she trembled Rarity stood her ground. “Wasn't it kind of me to give you a break? So doesn't it make sense that since I gave you a day off, somepony has to take your place.”

“No, Spike! I'm the only one that has to suffer! Leave my friends and my sister alone!”

“Heh. Well aren't you generous?” The dragon gave a menacing smile and made his choice of words painfully obvious. “...Or could that be greedy, since you want me all to yourself? You should really ask your friend Twilight if she wants to-”

“BACK OFF!” The white unicorn bellowed and focused a dense amount of magic into her horn, and the illumination it caused lit up the entire room.

“Ohoho, Rarity, baby...” He raised his clawed hands up in a gesture of surrender, with his palms facing out. “You're just making me hungry over here!” The dragon chuckled. To Rarity's irritation he further taunted her by licking his lips and winking.

Meanwhile, Twilight's mouth went agape and her eyes widened as she watched helplessly during the entire exchange. “Spike? No...” She shook her head and tried denying what she had just heard. “...no, no, Rarity....you can't be serious...”

It had to be an imposter. It had to be some unknown creature that took his form, or possessed his body. This was no longer the Spike she knew. No longer was his head roundish or his eyes wide and innocent. No longer was he the baby dragon who laughed and got along with everypony he met, who was kind and dropped dead asleep as soon as night fell.

Her little assistant.

Her research partner.

Her only friend in magic school.

But despite her rationalizations, several questions remained. How could another creature have appeared? At what point could he have been replaced without her noticing? They had been together for practically the last few days, never out of each others' sights.

In fact barely a moment had passed when Twilight had gone downstairs to fetch an extra blanket for Spike, expecting him to be asleep next to Sweetie Belle. But when she had returned to the bedroom where he was reading a bedtime story for the little filly, he grabbed her when she got close. No matter how much she tried, there was a deep part of her that could sense that it was in some way, despite all her hopes, Spike.

The distinct blue glow of the seamstress' horn suddenly sparked and a heavy desk flew through the air and struck its intended target, shattering with a loud crash into broken pieces of wood and splinters showered the area. “TWILIGHT, RUN!” Rarity suddenly yelled out and tackled the dragon to the ground as he tried to stand up.

“Rarity? RARITY!” Twilight rolled onto her side and managed to her hooves, albeit wobbly so. Pain wracked her head. Dizziness sapped her ability to focus. Twilight could only watch, frozen in terror as her friend was easily overpowered by the dragon. Rarity screamed out as she was slammed against the back wall after he grabbed her mane with his clawed hand and she crumpled to the ground.

Showing no signs of harm from the attack, the dragon looked disdainfully at Rarity's still form atop the wreckage of furniture and ripped cloth. Then he turned his attention toward Twilight, sending a chill up her spine and causing her to jump back from the intensity of his glare. She was too terrified to even scream.

He took a step forward only for Rarity to desperately latch onto his legs from behind.

He blinked and looked down at the pony wrapping her forelegs around his right leg. “What do you think you're doing, Rarity? You're only embarrassing yourself at this point.” He laughed at her efforts.

“There's no way...there's no way at all that I can hold myself back any longer if you threaten my friends or my sister!”

His laughter grew louder after hearing the white pony's declaration. “Ever the greedy one, huh? Are you really that obsessed with having me all for yourself?”

“YOU'RE NOT HURTING ANYONE ELSE!” Her horn glowed brighter than before. Broken pieces of furniture strewn all around the room took on the same blue glow and were raised into the air. Their jagged points and sharp edges all pointed toward the dragon. Rarity looked toward Twilight, fresh tears running down her cheek. “Please...run...”

Twilight's sense of sound seemed to have disappeared. She watched Rarity's mouth move, saw the look of desperation in her friend's eyes but did not register her voice. But she felt the despair. Even as the weaponized furniture flew into a single center Twilight realized she had no chance against him. His roar made her bones shake and muscles quiver. In a panic, Twilight turned and ran out of the room, down the stairs and out of the boutique into the cool dark night.

Her mind was blank. Her only plan was to run.

As she ran, the seconds felt like minutes and the minutes felt like hours. She blindly ran. She could no longer hear the terrifying roars so she felt more assured that she could-“What?” She blinked at nothing happening. She tried to focus while running, instinctively knowing that she couldn't stop.

Her magic failed to even glow. “N-no way! He couldn't have-”

“What are you trying to do, Twilight?” His deep sinister voice seemed to echo from everywhere. She stumbled and nearly fell from tripping over her legs, causing her to stop in the middle of the road.“Did you forget already?”

“Get away!” She screamed out and began to run down the road to Fluttershy's cottage.

“I think not, Twilight...” His voice echoed ahead of her and began to laugh.

“N-no!” Shaking her head, Twilight dug into the dirt road and desperately began her sprint in the other direction, away from the chilling laugh.

Twilight gulped as she pushed her burning muscles to run. She looked about in the sky, hoping to find Rainbow Dash's-

“Wrong again...” She felt his breath right next to her, causing her to jump and thrash about in panic.

She panted and looked around. Realizing no one was there, his laugh echoed once again from all directions.

“What's got you so freaked out, Twilight?”

She swallowed her excess saliva and took a deep breath. The purple unicorn nickered and clenched her jaw tight, feeling her awareness slowly returning to her. With another deep breath, she stayed away from the road heading back to Ponyville and ran headlong toward the Apple Family's orchard.

She stopped at the sound of his voice yet again. “Apples do sound delicious right about now...what do you say?” In the darkness she felt a heavy breath against her face and the sick coil of a tongue around her horn.

“NO!!! GET AWAY!” Twilight screamed and tried to shake off the disgusting feeling against her horn. She swung her hooves and bucked her rear legs in anger now, growing increasingly frustrated and tired.

“This way!” A voice called out behind her. Twilight blinked and spun around only to be greeted by empty darkness.

“Who's there!?” Twilight screamed out. Her breathing was more composed and her heartbeat was no longer racing. She waited but the voice did not repeat itself. If anything she could be sure that it wasn't him.

Although uncertain, Twilight felt that she could place a cautious trust into the voice and took off down the road once again, away from Sweet Apple Acres. Only instinct drove her forward, fueling her past her fatigue and directed her to arbitrarily make turns at each fork and crossing she came to until she finally made it to the Ponyville train station.

Against all reason the train was there and not only that, Twilight saw smoke rising out of the stack. Unattached to any passenger cars, the steam locomotive rumbled quietly on the rails and hissed as its boilers were already running hot. She looked back over her shoulder and her ears directed themselves in an effort to detect any kind of sound around her.

The train hissed again as not even a soft breeze came by to relieve Twilight's exhaustion. Defying the part of her brain screaming for a rational explanation, Twilight chose to rely instead on instinct, and boarded the locomotive.

Twilight awoke in the roughly shaking cab to the sound of the steam engine chugging along, feeling no more refreshed than before she decided to take a nap. Her anxiety was simply too high, and the intense heat of the coal stove just feet from where she slept negated the high speed winds whipping about and howling loudly as the train rushed down the tracks. The substantially lighter load allowed the train to run much faster than it normally would, but it still felt too long.

Glancing up at the starlit night sky, Twilight calculated from her position and the current speed of the train that it would only be a few more minutes before she arrived at Canterlot.

Alerted by his lieutenant about an unscheduled train arrival, the Captain of the Royal Guard trotted down the palace steps, grumbling that he had to be awakened in the middle of the night out of his shift. However when he looked ahead, he was disturbed by the sight of a familiar purple unicorn mare being escorted by several armored stallions. He had forgone putting on his armor and chose instead to wear his favorite uncle's sash that depicted the family crest, which was similar to his cutie mark as well as “Twiley?” Shining Armor called out. “What are you doing here?”

“Shining Armor!” Twilight called out to her brother. The guards, four in all, halted and stood at attention as their Captain quickly rushed to the fatigued mare's side, catching her before she fell to the ground.

“You're hurt!” He regarded the smaller pony's bruises and faint signs of magic. He shuddered to think what it was that caused this to his sister of all ponies. No, at this point he simply wanted to thrash whatever did it for doing such a thing. He brushed back the messy and sweat-soaked bangs of her mane and furrowed his eyes in response to her weak smile. “Tell me what happened, Twiley!” He asked, barely restraining a growl.

“I...I need to speak with the princess...” She desperately wanted to tell him, but her mind was at a loss as to what it was that had even happened.

“The princess? Uh...Princess Luna hasn't arrived yet, but I'll make sure to tell her when she does. You need to rest, Twiley. You're almost totally spent!”

“Not...not Princess Luna...” Twilight shook her head and mumbled her protests to his suggestion. Very weakly, she placed her weight back onto her own hooves and to the white stallion's surprise she began to slowly forward. “...need to...Celes...”

“Twiley, hold on. You're not making any sense.” Shining Armor placed a hoof on his sister's shoulder, causing her to pause. Next he pressed his horn against hers, lending her a bit of his magic to help her realize she was too exhausted to keep going.

Twilight took a deep breath and felt the soothing warmth of magic once more flowing into her body. “Th-thanks...” She sighed and feeling strength in her hooves she pressed on.

“Hey Twiley! Stop already!” Becoming firmer now, Shining Armor placed a hoof on Twilight's other shoulder and forcefully pushed her to sit down, barely managing to do so. He was surprised by the amount of effort it took him but this only raised his worries. “You need to tell me what happened right now! Did something happen to your friends?”

There was no immediate response. Instead, he felt his sister's shoulder shake and heard Twilight beginning to softly sniffle. She clenched her eyes shut and tears ran down the cheeks of her haggard face and her voice came out in a heart wrenching quivering manner. “...my friends...everypony was...” Twilight sobbed quietly.

Shining Armor was on the verge of tears himself from the sight but was afforded a distraction to wipe his eyes when a regal voice spoke out from behind him.

“Twilight Sparkle? What brings you here?”

“Princess!” Twilight perked up and Shining Armor rushed to turn himself around as Princess Celestia emerged and descended the steps toward them. “P-princess! I....I!” Twilight stuttered and babbled with bloodshot eyes and snot dripping from her nostrils as Shining Armor and the other guards followed decorum, bowing in Her Majesty's presence.

Twilight had all but ignored these rules and galloped to the alicorn's side to press her face against the princess' pristine white coat.

No other pony in Equestria would dare even think of doing such an astonishing thing, but Twilight Sparkle was of course no ordinary pony. “Please explain to me every detail, my dear student.”

“...Princess Celestia...I...”

“Heeeeeyy, girrrrrls!” All of the ponies turned their attention to the deep, cheery voice, where they saw a large wingless dragon was standing in the middle of the palace courtyard.

“How did you get in here!? Identify yourself!” One armored unicorn stallion demanded in a gruff voice. The three other guards, all unicorns as well, surrounded the intruder and aimed their horns with their magic at the ready.

“Sorry it took so long to get here, Twilight.” The dragon ignored the guards around him. “You could say I was a bit...held up...So! You wanna continue where we left off, or start a new game?”

“Neither!” Twilight shouted out defiantly and without hesitation jumped in front of Princess Celestia but then Shining Armor jumped in front of her.

“Twilight! Go!” His horn glowed and a single beam of light shot up into the air, then flashed and expanded into a large ball that dissipated a mile up in the sky.

“No, Shining Armor, wait!” Twilight tried to say, but was cut off by the concussive roar of the spell's explosion now reaching them.

Not a second passed by before the clanging of metal, the thunder of hooves and rustling of feathers grew louder until dozens, if not a hundred or so armored stallions had appeared. Both unicorns and pegasi had now completely surrounded the scaly intruder both on the ground and in the air above.

The dragon simply gave a low whistle and smirked. “All this for lil' ol' me? You sure know how to treat a guy, Shining Armor!”

“How do you know my...? Wait...Spike...?” Only now did Shining armor recognize the familiar features of the large purple dragon standing in the courtyard. The light of the Flare spell had illuminated the whole courtyard including the dragon's features, before it waned and the dimness of the night returned once more. “...what in the world happened to you?” He said this no louder than a whisper, remarking more to himself than actually wanting an answer.

In the end it didn't matter. His sister was hurt and the offender was standing right in front of him. The blue maned unicorn could only shake his head at the monstrous sight.

“Twilight...protect Princess Celestia...”

Twilight shook her head in dismay, at the sight of her big brother's back. “Please...Shining Armor, no!”

After taking a soft breath, Shining Armor steeled his nerves. “ROYAL GUARD...” he shouted into the night. Shining Armor's horn glowed and a purple wall materialized between the stallions and the two mares. The wall surrounded the stallions and enclosed even the pegasi within a half sphere of dense magic. “CHARGE!”

At his command, the armored pegasi and unicorn stallions of the Royal Guard rushed headlong without hesitation, yelling out “Protect the Princess!” and “Defend Princess Celestia!” and “For Equestria!”

Twilight could only helplessly watch, banging her hooves against the barrier her brother had formed as Shining Armor refused to look back as she pleaded and screamed for him not to go. “I love you, Twiley...” Was all she heard before he rushed forward into the brawl as the dead bodies of ponies already lay.

“NO!” Twilight hit her head against the magic barrier and let out a sob. “No, Shining Armor, please! Please, no!” With all the force she could muster she banged her hoof against the barrier, impervious to her strikes. In the distance, she spotted her brother's blue mane and realized he was just feet in front of the dragon but before they collided a large white wing had blocked Twilight's view. The pony balked and turned toward her mentor, who's somber eyes was all Twilight needed to feel understood.

“Come, Twilight...” Celestia said as she quickly walked down the corridor. They passed many sets of wide glass windows as they walked. As the faint sounds of clashing armor and screams and yells echoed against the walls, Twilight struggled to keep up with Celestia's long strides who stayed ahead of her, leading the way.

“Princess?” Twilight followed the alicorn in confusion, unsure of where her mentor was taking her. As they continued down the corridor soon the sounds of the fighting grew inaudible. Only their hoof steps pressing against the carpet could be heard. Twilight pushed her tired, burning legs to move faster and barely managed to stay on pace.

After several turns they had stopped. “This way.” Celestia then said with urgency in her voice as her long horn glowed and she used her magic to unlock an iron gate.

Looking over her shoulder one last time, no longer able to hear anything from outside, Twilight turned and followed after the princess.

“Starswirl the Bearded Wing?” Twilight looked in amazement around her at the shelves of books that remained unrecognizable despite living in the palace for several years. “I never knew there was a Starswirl the Bearded Wing here in the archives!” She cantered up to one shelf labeled “Biology” and remarked at the several encyclopedias dedicated to the different forms of wildlife, plants and fauna sorted by environment. There was even a series of volumes for the Everfree Forest that couldn't be any less than hundreds of years old.

Celestia approached the smaller pony, catching her attention and bringing her senses back to reality, which her mind had all but tried to escape from not a moment ago. “Twilight, if there is anything that can help us it will be in this wing. Somewhere in one of these books lies the only chance we have of stopping what's become of Spike.”

“What? Princess, what are you talking about? Why can't you stop...him?”

The white alicorn's features softened and she lowered her head. “I cannot. The way he is now, I can only hold him back. And I fear I cannot even do that for very long if I'm alone. Hopefully Luna will arrive in time to help me, but Twilight, none of that will matter if you cannot find that book in time!”

“No, Princess, please...you need to explain this to me. I don't understand at all! Why can't...?” Twilight stuttered her words and felt her hopes sinking. If her mentor said she couldn't then there was a reason why she couldn't. “...I think that...with all due respect, Princess, I think that I would be much more useful if you let me help you fi-”

“TWILIGHT SPARKLE!” Celestia's voice suddenly boomed. The dim illumination paled to the sudden brilliance that filled the room for a moment, as though daylight had just emerged. “You may be my favorite student, but you are still a subject of Equestria. So you will listen to your Princess' orders.”

Twilight bowed her head with eyes shut as she was blinded by the light. “I'm sorry...princess...”

Celestia could only smile sadly and sigh. The light reverted to that of a moonlit night and the princess leaned down toward the smaller pony to press her cheek against Twilight's. “...I understand, Twilight. You've been through so much recently.” Celestia said softly as she nuzzled her cherished student. “But this is only the beginning if we are to overcome this difficulty. And I need you to stay strong and trust in me. Just as I trust in you.”

Twilight smiled from the comforting gesture, returning the affection in an effort to regain some normalcy. The warmth of the other pony was reinvigorating and soothing. Taking a breath to calm herself, Twilight felt assured that she could trust in whatever her teacher had planned. “Princess, what is it that I need to look for?”

“It's-”

“Ohhhhhh, Twiiiiiiliiiiiight! Celessssstiaaaaaa! Come out, come out and plaaaaaaaaay!” Twilight trembled at the sound of the voice echoing against the stone palace walls.

“It can't be...Shining Armor!” Twilight called out. Her breathing became quick and shallow, and soon Twilight felt her body begin to shake once more. “...Is he?”

A pure white wing touched her shoulder, then wrapped gently around the unicorn's body. Twilight looked upward once more toward Celestia. “Twilight...” she began to say. The flow of the alicorn's mane was dazzling even in the pale moonlight that managed to seep into the room through the large windows of the archives. And yet somehow, Celestia seemed as though was not at all affected by the shadows or darkness. Twilight could see her princess effortlessly. “I have faith you will succeed.”

The confidence in those words was contagious and immediately Twilight no longer felt fearful, even as the sounds of wicked laughter filled the air. Twilight couldn't be afraid. Not after looking right into her princess' steady gaze.

Princess Celestia brought her head low to nuzzle her student once more and then with her head held high, walked toward the archive entrance. She walked into the corridor with proud steps. The gate was shut and locked and then a barrier was raised over it. Twilight could feel an amazing amount of magic on the other side of the gate. A high level spell of some kind. Something not even she knew or thought could ever exist. It obscured what was happening in the hallway, even sound, and most likely the shimmering wall was seen from both sides.

Twilight let out a sigh and started wandering about in the wing. Looking out the sole window in the room, which nearly reached from floor to ceiling, it seemed that the Princess' spell extended all around the area, given the same shimmering light that covered the iron gate.

Somewhere in this archive had to be an explanation for what was wrong with Spike. What made it possible for him to absorb her magic. What changed him into a monster.

There was nothing written about the things Spike was capable of in the dragon section. In fact, all of books were about winged dragons and their hoards relating to their nasty character. And the entries written about magic-draining creatures were too spread out throughout the archive, and were either too obscure or written in another language or were actually spells invented by unicorns.

In frustration Twilight knocked an arbitrary book off of a shelf and a single scroll fluttered onto the floor at her feet. When she looked at the page she noticed something remarkable. She blinked several times, then rubbed her eyes with her foreleg. Twilight even touched her hoof against the page so that she did not mistakenly read words from different parts of the page. But even after a third read through, there was no denying what she saw. “Is this...? A time travel spell! Can this be what Princess Celestia wanted me to find?”

Twilight read and re-read the scroll from top to bottom, amazed by the elegant theorized mechanics and proposed incantation of the spell. The unicorn frowned as her eyes strained to read the small size of the words and formulas written onto the paper as a million thoughts began to crowd in her mind. “For so many terrible things to have happened...if something like time travel was really possible, why didn't I warn myself...?”

She shook her head and remembered how drained of magic she was. But on the other hoof she was currently feeling better and the spell did not seem all that difficult to perform. There were however a number of important questions that popped up.

Why didn't she appear before she was attacked? Or even during or after?

So many doubts began to appear. “...no...it's not that I didn't, but I couldn't...or if I already tried to but failed...Which idea of the universe should I apply? Is all this the result of my time traveling in the first place?” All of the possibilities rushing through her head gave Twilight a migraine, as though her skull was about to split apart from the anxiety bubbling up on top of her stress. Her newly found confidence was quickly beginning to wash away. “...ugh, there are just too many variables...so many uncertainties about all this...

“Where do I even begin...?”