Draconic Desires

That night, she became aware of an unusual magical signature nearby. She honed in on it and figured out it belonged to Lyra.

Twilight’s horn started tingling.

Twilight laughed from the sensations and determined that Lyra was going for a horngasm.

She went on to the library’s roof and used the telescope. Twilight peeped through a nearby open window to observe the rarely seen horn-sex.

Lyra was mashing her forehead into Derpy’s rear. Twilight tapered off her laughter and decided what she would do.

They were well out of earshot. Still, she grinned and said aloud “Stop doing that, Lyra. If you don’t behave I’m going to have to kill you both.”

Twilight’s magic revved and she started playing her game.

Unexpectedly, there appeared a black dragon sneaking up on Lyra while she was thrusting.

Twilight watched on. “Just what are you up to, big guy? I highly doubt you’re there for a threesome.” The dragon just stood there behind Lyra while she finished horngasming.

When Lyra withdrew her horn and started panting, the dragon used his claws to grab her and flip her onto her back.

The dragon began swallowing her by her hind legs.

Twilight’s eyes widened. She looked on in disbelief. She began to feel her heart fluttering. Everything she saw was like a scene out of some of her darkest of fantasies.

She debated on what she should do. She still had magic to influence Lyra’s fate. She made up her mind. She smiled evilly.

She wanted the kill. She wanted the first blood. She didn’t want the dragon to steal it.

“Think of this as an experiment, Lyra. While the dragon eats you, I can pump your horn full of so much energy that your low-gear brain will probably be fried. If it’s not, you’ll have one heck of a horngasm. Sound fun?”

Lyra couldn’t hear.

Twilight focused her magic into Lyra’s horn from afar.

Lyra wasn’t making much sense of anything, but she knew that she was in danger. She looked at Derpy. “What’s he doing? What’s up with my horn?”

Her horn was glowing with neon colors.

Derpy looked bashful and kept glancing at the ground. “Well, my dragon friend gets preeeetty hungry, and… he’s hungry for… you.”

Lyra gasped in surprise. Her adrenaline surged and her horn became brighter. She tried to twist out of him, but all she did was waggle pitifully. He swallowed her up her stomach and even got her forehooves in as well.

She closed her eyes and tried to focus on the pleasure and the unusual intensity coming from her horn. She began to feel aroused and excited.

She realized that her right forehoof was close enough to touch her pussy. She thought of all the reasons that she shouldn’t start rubbing.

She was in a situation where she was about to die. Her horn fluxed and crackled when she thought about dying.

She started rubbing. Her horn’s energy pulsated up and down her body.

She spoke aloud to herself “I’m going to die.” There was a jolt of electricity that clicked inside her head as she spoke those words. She said it again, “I’m going to die.” Again, the energy panged in her horn, spine, and in her pussy.

She rubbed and rubbed and as the dragon’s mouth started to pass over her neck. She opened her eyes and whined the words “I’m going to die.”

Her horn's intensity was only beginning.

The dragon finished swallowing her head and her horn until it was gone. Lyra sank into his stomach but she wouldn’t stop squirming and being electrocuted.

The dragon spoke. “I’ll have her put out in no time. She only has a few minutes.”

Lyra gasped when she heard him say that. She was going to have to endure this for minutes and then just die!? The intensity was unrelenting. Her brain was malfunctioning.

She kicked against the inside of his stomach as hard as she could. It was futile.

She knew she didn’t have much time left. Thankfully, she felt close to climaxing. She tensed and tensed and knew that she was seconds away.

She decided that she would orgasm and horngasm simultaneously on the word ‘die’. Violently she screamed at the top of her lungs “I… am… going… to… DIIIIEEEEEE.”

Lyra’s horn cracked and her brain was electrocuted. She died.

The dragon and Derpy both stared at his stomach in amazement.

“Are you okay, Derpy?”

Derpy giggled and responded, “Well, my pussy got roughed up pretty bad. Lyra wasn’t gentle!” Derpy laid on her back and pointed out her bloody marehood. “You know what to do, don’t you?”

The dragon licked her clean. Still, Derpy looked at him expectantly. The dragon didn’t know what else to do. Derpy whined, “Hey, my butt got pretty messed up, too!”

The dragon sighed. He gave her one lick there and told her that her butt was going to be okay.

As soon as Lyra died, Twilight bucked her legs and shouted in triumph. That was technically her first kill, but she didn’t feel guilty. She laughed and clapped her hooves.

She was in love with the dragon. She didn’t want him to just disappear from town without giving her some sexual release.

She went back to watching and waited for Derpy to be eaten, too. The dragon was presently licking her nether regions. After that was done, they both laughed about something.

Twilight’s heart began to sink.

Then the dragon offered his back and Derpy eagerly jumped on. Twilight’s breath caught in her chest. The two flew away out of the window.

She ran downstairs and tried to calm down. She wrote on a paper for a few minutes. She wrote across an envelope: To Derpy - give this letter to the dragon ASAP. Once finished, she walked out to her mailbox and threw the letter in.

She went back inside and went to bed.