Chapters 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.
Chapter 3 - Derpy and the Dragon
That morning, Derpy woke up in the dragon’s embrace. They were in a secluded forest clearing.
Derpy prodded her dragon friend. “Wake up, my love” she cooed.
The dragon stirred and yawned. “Oh… right. Thanks for your help last night.”
“I told you it would be easy to pull off. I’m not as disaster-prone as other ponies say.”
“I don’t know how good your memory is, but we first met by mid-air collision, dead on . I still don’t know how you managed that.”
“It was destiny!”
“Still, you need to keep riding on my back so there are no more… destinies.”
“Alright then, drag . Who do you want next on the menu?”
She handed him a mailing list of all of the current residents of Ponyville.
He handed it back to her.
“Actually, I think we’ve taken enough risks. Let’s just lie low. I need to find somepony more expendable to help me out.”
Derpy pouted “Really? Lying low is no fun!” She sighed, “Oh, well. Just let me watch you cough up Lyra’s remains.”
The dragon complied. He disgorged a disorganized pile of Lyra’s white bones.
Derpy watched in morbid fascination. She started to sort through the pile for herself. She smiled and said, “Hey, here’s her skull. The horn must have broken off, though.”
Nodding, the dragon replied wistfully, “I like skulls.”
Eventually, she found Lyra’s horn.
Derpy pointed it skyward and declared “This is the one thing that we should save forever, in memory of Lyra and the sacrifice she was forced to make.”
The dragon couldn’t keep a straight face. He started laughing evilly and Derpy mimicked him by laughing evilly, too.
He felt a pang of annoyance. She was always copying him.
The dragon shook his head. “The horn is just a horn. Lyra remains as nutrients and energy. She is forever integrated within me.
“There we go; she lives on in a way! That assuages my last lingering guilt.”
The dragon grinned. “You’re such a sell-out.”
“Hey! I’m no sell-out! I’m just a friendly non-suspicious mailmare. Speaking of which, I have some mail to deliver.”
“Don’t hurt yourself.”
“Oh, come on! You’re so mean to me.”
“I love you, Derpy.”
“That’s better! I’ll see you later.”
Only an hour later, he noticed Derpy frantically flying back to find him. She landed in front of him in a rush.
Her voice was mixed with sobs. “I got to the library mailbox and Twilight was waiting for me next to it! She handed me a newspaper and a letter!”
The dragon knew about Derpy’s tendency to panic. He sighed. He wrapped his wing around her. “Calm down, love.”
She held up the front page of the newspaper for him to look at.
“I can’t read your language, love.”
Derpy cried out, “It’s horrible! It says that there will be investigations of everypony who was involved with Lyra leading up to her disappearance!”
The dragon thought about this. “Okay, well, is there anyone who saw you with Lyra at the party?”
Derpy sadly shook her head “I don’t think anyone was paying attention, but I don’t know for sure!” She sobbed. “I’m sorry I messed everything up! I cause disaster to everything!”
The dragon realized that Derpy was not going to calm down unless he took control.
He wrapped her in his wing very tight around her and said in a relaxed voice “Derpy, relax. It’s okay. You didn’t mess up at all. All that matters is I love you. Now read me what the letter has to say.”
She calmed down and starting to unseal the envelope. She read,
“Dear Dragon,
Meet me at the library as soon as you can today. I have an important proposition for you.
P.S. I’m going to tell everypony not to be surprised if they see a dragon because I’m having one come over for special dragon-related research.
-Twilight Sparkle”
The dragon felt good about this prospect. He told Derpy to go back to her job delivering mail and he would go find out what this was all about.
He headed out for the Library without delay.
On his way through town, a lot of the ponies looked somewhat surprised to see him, but they just sort of accepted it.
He was going to have to thank Twilight for taking the pressure off him.
He opened the door to the library and walked inside. “Is anyone home?”
He heard a mare’s voice upstairs. “I’ll be right down!”
She slowly walked down the steps, and he watched her. Everything about her attracted him, from her smile to her immaculate robes.
When Twilight saw his reaction, Twilight partied internally.
When Twilight was ground level, she spoke. “I want you to know one thing: I’m on your side.”
The dragon tried to feign ignorance, “Just what side do you think I’m on?”
“The dark side. The side that causes you to go around eating innocent, naked ponies.”
She used the word naked so that he would associate naked ponies with food.
The dragon looked hopeful. “Since you’re on my side, then does that mean that you’re also in the business of eating said innocent, naked ponies?”
“Oh, I admit I don’t have quite the appetite you have, but I wouldn’t mind sharing one with you. I can promise you about… 95% of the body. Is that a good deal for you?”
“Sure, but I don’t trust you.”
“As you shouldn’t, at least not yet. I have very dangerous schemes on hoof.”
“How dangerous?”
“Dangerous enough that I’ll need you on my side to protect me if I get in over my head.”
“Makes sense.”
“Indeed, it would make rational sense for us to help each other.”
“Fair enough. I’m willing to help you if you help me.”
“We’re a mutual match.”
“Okay, so how will you get me ponies to eat? Their disappearance won’t go unnoticed anymore.”
“Don’t worry about any investigations. I admit that I fabricated that newspaper in order to increase the urgency of you meeting me.”
The dragon growled, “You nearly gave Derpy a heart attack.”
She paused and glared at him.
He could sense that Twilight really hated Derpy.
She ignored him and continued.
“Lyra’s disappearance will eventually raise questions, but I can squash them. I’m the princess, and I have a lot of say around here. Still, you can’t be as careless as you were with Lyra and expect me to patch everything up.”
“So, what system did you have in mind for being more discrete?”
Twilight smiled in a sinister way and said, “My solution is to siphon off a few of the ponies that pass through town. There are a few hundred travelers a day. One here or there won’t be missed nearly as much as permanent residents.”
“Okay, you’ve got a deal. 95-5%. I’ll take it. We can shake on it.”
They shook claws/hooves.
Twilight seductively cooed, “Now we are partners.”
“Okaaaay… Anyway, I’m hungry. When do we start?”
Twilight gave him a devilish look. “How about right now? I nabbed somepony this morning in case I had to sweeten the deal.”
She led him to a nearby walk-in closet. She opened it and they both stepped inside. She closed the door behind them.
There was a naked blue unicorn gagged and in bondage. Her face was very flush. She looked up at them with extreme nervousness in her eyes.
Twilight said, “Here’s a toy that does a lot of tricks , great and powerful ones.”
The dragon was skeptical. She looked pretty pathetic.
Twilight explained, “I found her, Trixie, passing through Ponyville this morning. I made sexual advances on her and I was able to convince her to come to the library. I tied her up and gagged her and she wouldn’t lift a hoof to stop me. I threw her in the closet and told her I’d deal with her later.”
“Ponies just do whatever you tell them to?”
“No, Trixie had something else in mind. I’ll explain later. By the way, she has heard every word that we discussed as soon as you walked into the Library.”
The dragon looked into Trixie’s sad eyes and said, “Then she knows we’re going to eat her?”
Before Twilight could respond, Trixie gave a muffled moan and pleaded with her eyes to the dragon. Twilight backhanded hoof slapped her hard and said, “That’s for trying to garner his sympathy.”
Trixie sobbed loudly into her gag.
Twilight said, “By the way, Trixie, in case you’re entertaining any fantasies about “being rescued” or “living to see another day,” you should know that this room is soundproof and I put a magic lock on the door.”
Trixie looked even more helpless.
Twilight sat on the floor next to her.
Twilight began messing with Trixie and rubbing her hoof around Trixie’s nether regions. Trixie moaned sadly.
They did this for awhile, but there was no urgency or sense of climax. The dragon had no clue what Twilight was waiting for.
“Um, Twilight? Aren’t we going to eat?”
“Shhhh… I like to appreciate the calm before the storm.”
She continued rubbing Trixie’s pussy nonchalantly and listened to her breathing.
After some time, she finally removed the gag from Trixie’s mouth. She kissed her slowly for awhile. Then she paused.
“Okay Trixie, let’s hear you talk. What’s going through your head right now?”
She wasn’t sure what to say, so Trixie sorrowfully said, “Is Trixie really going to be eaten?”
Twilight seductively responded, “Swear to Celestia.”
Again, Trixie said in her sad voice “Really, really?”
Twilight sounded slightly annoyed, “Yes, really .”
Trixie sadly whispered “Maybe, hypothetically, the dragon can have a change of heart?”
Twilight backhoofed slapped her again. Trixie yelled in pain. She pissed herself on the closet floor.
After she recovered, Trixie whispered, “How is Trixie to be eaten?”
The dragon took this question. “I’ll swallow you gently headfirst, if you promise not to use your pesky horn mag-”
Twilight butted in, “I locked down her magic completely. But wait a moment, how am I supposed to eat five percent of her body if you swallow her whole?"
The dragon thought about this. “Assuming we want to minimize Trixie’s pain and suffering, we don’t have many options. I could disgorge a part of her body as soon as she’s dead. What part of her do you want to eat the most, anyway?”
Trixie listened wide eyed as they discussed how they were going to eat her. Her sadness started to fade slightly. Against her better judgment, her arousal of being dominated began to seep in.
Twilight declared, “I want to eat her pussy the most. I’ve always fantasized about literally eating a pussy.”
“Fine, you eat her pussy. You can do it while I swallow her.”
“Deal.” They both approached Trixie.
Trixie yelled “WAIT!” They both looked at her.
Trixie continued “Trixie’s pussy needs to be rubbed before it’s eaten. It needs to see one last use. Trixie begs you.”
The dragon looked at her quizzically “That’s really your highest priority?”
Twilight answered him, “It increases arousal, and in this case, arousal means submission. This is the part when the victim chooses to submit willingly. It’s called domination.”
“So that means she can be willing to be eaten by me? That’d be the first time any creature has done so.”
“Of course Trixie will submit. Hey Trixie, tell the dragon that you want to be eaten!” Twilight started rubbing her hoof on Trixie’s marehood.
Trixie was silent at first. She sniffled. Twilight said with more authority, “Say it.”
Trixie sadly whispered “Trixie wants you to eat… Trixie.”
Twilight slapped her again with her free hoof. “You need to sell it better than that.”
Trixie said a little louder, “Trixie is food. That’s all Trixie is. Kill Trixie, Eat Trixie. Trixie’s body is yours to do as what you will.”
Twilight grinned. “I like what I’m hearing. Now I want to know about how much pain you want to feel.”
Trixie’s mouth betrayed her. “Pain? Intense. Really. Trixie means it. Make Trixie hurt. Make Trixie suffer as much as you possibly can.”
Twilight grinned wider and looked at the dragon. “You see how that works? This is our first of many submissive victims. Of course, they won’t all be submissive, and that’s good because the unwilling victims are even more fun.”
The dragon nodded. He was learning so much. “How do you know all of these things?”
“I’ve already gotten this far in my own fantasies.”
Trixie moaned “please rub Trixie’s pussy and make sure Trixie’s pussy orgasms before Trixie’s pussy is eaten!”
Twilight complied and started licking Trixie’s pussy.
The dragon extended his mouth over Trixie’s head.
As the dragon swallowed, Twilight got rougher with Trixie’s sex. She gave it little nips in the beginning, but after the dragon got past her head and shoulders, Twilight decided to just gnaw on it with impunity.
After he got past her stomach, Twilight started munching hard enough to draw blood. Trixie kicked her legs futilely with each bite. When the dragon got to the pelvic region, he paused his swallowing to let Twilight finish up.
She bit and bit as Trixie tensed and tensed. She found Trixie’s clit with her teeth and started biting on it really hard. The intensity was starting to reach a peak. As soon as the orgasm hit Twilight face, she bit Trixie’s clit off.
It unleashed waves of flavor onto her tongue. It continued spasming in her mouth even though it had been severed. She chewed on it as Trixie kicked really hard. Finally, she swallowed it.
After the orgasm, Trixie was in horrible pain.
Twilight then started eating the rest of the pussy with earnest passion. Her taste buds were on a journey. She tore into the flesh with her mouth until she was sure that she had consumed all of the high-grade pussy flesh.
Trixie suffered terribly.
When Twilight felt satisfied that she had eaten enough, she let the dragon have the rest. He swallowed her hind-hooves. She settled in his stomach.
Twilight prodded the dragon’s belly. Trixie squirmed in his stomach but seemed to be slowing down. Twilight couldn’t have that.
“I’m going to make her dance.” She revved up her horn magic.
The dragon had had enough. He forcefully grabbed Twilight by the neck with one claw.
“Stop, Twilight. This is my 95% of the body.”
“But she said she wanted to suffer as much as possible!”
“She must have changed her mind. Now she’s trying to relax into death.”
Twilight tried to free herself from his claw but couldn’t. “Okay, you’re new to this domination thing, I get it. I’m going to have to come up with a metaphor.”
“A metaphor?”
“Trixie is like a toy that’s about to break. Therefore, we need to get as much sadistic fun out of the toy before it breaks. Does that make sense?”
The dragon tightened his grip. He growled, “Leave. Trixie. Alone.”
Twilight struggled for air. She tried to chuckle feebly, “oh, right… I guess I get carried away sometimes. Ha-ha!”
The dragon loosened his grip. Twilight freed herself and backed up.
The dragon explained, “Trixie was a very good sport about this. She deserves a break.”
“You’re right. She was very well-behaved.”
Trixie loved the dragon for sticking up for her. She began to relax and bleed out. Her pain ceased and her brain began to shut down.
Trixie died in a state of peace.
The dragon got very sleepy.
Twilight said, “I need you to rest here a little bit and wait to disgorge so that your belly can shrink and not alarm anypony.”
Then she added, “You can stay in the Library all the time. You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.”
They both leaned against each other and fell asleep on the floor of the closet. Twilight felt safe next to him and the dragon felt love in turn.
Chapter 6 - Choosing Between Them
The dragon woke up. His stomach was finished digesting.
He shifted Twilight’s weight off of him and walked to a corner of the closet and disgorged. Twilight watched him sleepily.
Twilight happily murmured, “We really are partners now.”
The dragon nodded in agreement.
“Now that you’ve got a good meal in you, are you ready to consummate our relationship?”
The dragon looked surprised and paused to comprehend this. He shook his head, “I’m sorry, but I’m with Derpy, presently. I only have a relationship with her.”
Twilight looked annoyed and spoke, “You’ll commit murder but won’t allow yourself to make this day even more perfect? What kind of twisted priorities do you have?”
The dragon countered, “One’s that don’t involve the outright betrayal of Derpy. She cares a lot about that stuff. I love you for being on my side, but I still love Derpy at least as much. So I won’t do it.”
Twilight looked upset, but then softened. “I’m sorry, please just listen to me.”
The dragon sighed. “Alright, I’m listening. Please explain your feelings as best as you can so I know what all’s at stake here.”
“I’m worried that you’re biased from making rational decisions, because of your infatuation with Derpy. It’s for your own benefit that you realize this. Before you got with Derpy, who do you think you would have had a more reasonable match with? Her or me?”
He answered without emotion. “You.”
“What is it about me that makes me compatible with you in a way that Derpy isn’t?”
The dragon thought about this. “You have well-thought out plans, you never panic, you have a lot of authority in this town, and you are more able to facilitate me getting prey.”
Twilight nodded calmly. “Yes. Now then, what about Derpy. Ask yourself this: what is it about her that makes her such an unusual choice for you?”
The dragon thought about this for the longest time. “She is not really like me at all, but she loves me for being different. She doesn’t always get good results, but our efforts are always fun. She feels fear, but she does it out of genuine concern for me. And perhaps the most unusual thing of all is that we came to be together in the first place.”
Twilight nodded. “All fair points. Now let’s get into the heart of the matter. If, hypothetically, you did choose me over Derpy, what are you afraid that would happen?”
The dragon felt a little guilty just thinking about it. “Derpy would be lost without me, of course. She’d be completely broken. She’d go back to her life and feel sad about things virtually forever.”
Twilight nodded. “So, what you’re telling me is that you do see the logic in choosing me, but you’re afraid of breaking Derpy’s heart. Is that right?”
“Yes, that’s the crux of the issue. I have to make sure that she knows she is loved for the rest of her life, or else her misery will be on my conscience.”
Just then, the two of them heard somepony walk into the Library. A worried voice shouted, “Twilight? Are you here?” It was Derpy’s voice.
Twilight asked, “Well, how about we treat this like a band aid? We can rip her out of existence lickety-split.”
The dragon stated firmly, “I am certainly not going to make that kind of choice. Just go tell her I’m in here and we can talk this out.”
Twilight said “okay” and walked out of the closet, shutting the door behind her.
He listened to them greet.
Twilight said, “Hey Derpy! How are you?”
Derpy’s voice was mixed with sobs. “My dragon friend was supposed to have met you here. Have you seen him? I can’t find him anywhere!”
Twilight wrapped her wing around Derpy. “Shhhhh…. it’s okay. Yes, your friend came to meet me. He’s still here, but I have him hidden in the interest of being discrete. We worked everything out. All is well!”
Derpy was relieved and almost sounded happy. “So, he’s fine? Everything’s going to be okay?”
Twilight wrapped her wing tighter in an embrace. “Yes, Derpy, everything is going to be okay. And you know something else?”
Derpy cooed and replied “what?”
Twilight whispered, “Your dragon friend wants you to know that he loves you very much.”
Derpy smiled and rubbed her side against Twilight’s body. Derpy cooed, “I know. I love him very much, too.”
What Twilight did next was not nice, it was not gentle, but it felt so rationally… correct .
Twilight put her forehooves on both sides of Derpy’s head and then snapped her neck like a matchstick.
The dragon felt a distinctly sickening feeling as he heard a body hit the ground. He paused to listen. There was silence. He ran to the closet door and threw it open.
There he saw Twilight standing over the body of Derpy. There was not a drop of blood, and yet she lay still on the floor.
The dragon face-palmed with his claw. “Oh, god! What did you do?”
He walked to Derpy’s side. He nudged her and she didn’t respond. He noticed how loose her neck was. She was dead.
He glared at Twilight. “Haven’t you learned not to piss me off, yet?”
Twilight smiled. “Nope. I think I need another lesson.”
He grabbed her neck painfully with one claw. “You’re crazy. Tell me one reason I shouldn’t choke the life out of you right now.”
“I did you a favor by killing that fuck up. Now our plans have a chance of succeeding.”
“Weren’t we going to talk this out?!”
Twilight shook her head. “Sorry, I couldn’t risk including her in the dialogue. You know how it is, I have to minimize variables. It’s called planning.”
The dragon tightened his grip. “Do you have any last words?”
Twilight smiled wickedly. “I’m in love with you.”
Against all reason, the dragon felt some sympathy. She was obviously crazy.
He released his grip. “I’m too angry to think straight. I’m leaving to go think of a suitable punishment for you. When I come back, tonight, you’re going to feel the pain."
Twilight taunted him. “I look forward to it.”
Chapter 7 - Twilight and the Dragon
After the dragon left, Twilight got really horny. She hoped he would get back soon.
Usually she had anxieties about being in compromising positions, but ever since she met the dragon she began to make an exception.
For the first time in ages, she removed her robes. She ran around the library naked. It felt so wrong. She laughed and remembered why other ponies liked to be naked so much.
It was liberating. But it was still wrong.
The dragon flew to the spots where he used to meet Derpy. He went through all of the emotions of loss. In the end, however, he realized that something about Twilight excited him. She made his blood race. Maybe there was something to her after all.
When it got to be nighttime he returned to the Library. One of the upstairs windows had been opened for him so he flew inside.
It was time for her much-deserved punishment.
He saw that Twilight was masturbating on the bed, naked, with Derpy lying motionless next to her. They were both lying on their back.
The dragon growled, “Twilight, just what do you think you’re doing?”
Twilight positioned her body so that the dragon got a good view of her cunt while she masturbated.
“Ha-ha, just what am I doing? Let’s see… I hope you don’t mind, but I got some sick things going on in my head right now. Masturbating next to somepony I just killed is so arousing. Mmmmh.”
“I do mind. I think you’re very fucked up. Stop disgracing Derpy’s memory.”
“Actually, I was thinking we could use Derpy’s corpse as a fuck toy. I’ve been rubbing my pussy juices into her cunt. She’s all ready for you to fuck.”
She spread Derpy’s legs.
The dragon flew onto the bed angrily and grabbed Twilight’s throat yet again. He held her up in the air.
“Twilight, the only one here who’s fucked is you. I have half a mind to snap your fucking neck and fuck your fucking corpse.”
She spread her legs and waggled them at the dragon. “mmmmmh, yes, one way or another I deserve a good fuck. So, fucking fuck me already. I’ve been desperate for release ever since I killed that fuck. I almost cumed when I snapped her fucking neck.”
He slammed her on the bed. He tackled her and pinned her shoulders to the bed and stood over her and glared at her.
He inserted his member into her tight ass.
He started thrusting. He poised his maw over her soft throat.
She panted hard and screamed.
He positioned his mouth so that he held almost all of her soft inner throat in his mouth. He felt the blood pulsing through her throat.
He realized that he had the power to bite and end her life almost instantly.
She realized how compromised she was. She could die. She was more vulnerable than she had ever been in her life. Her adrenaline spiked.
He decided to slowly compress her throat in his maw as if he intended to kill her.
She started whimpering.
He compressed it still further.
She was about to start choking.
He tightened his mouth just a little more and then he put all of his attention into thrusting.
He started to peak out. She screamed the most desperate scream when he orgasmed into her ass.
He tightened his jaw just a little more as her body relaxed. He pretended that he was choking out the last of her life. It was such an arousing thought.
Twilight lay still as if facilitating the illusion that he had killed her.
He released her throat for a moment. “Twilight, what does alicorn meat taste like?”
“Huh? No! Why don’t you just eat Derpy?”
He pulled his member out of her ass and shoved if up her pussy. She gasped.
“You must taste better than a pegasus. You deserve to fucking die anyway and I can't pass up an exotic species.”
“Please, fuck no!”
He tightly clamped his mouth over her throat again. She began to choke.
Her eyes went wide. She panicked and struggled frantically and he got really, really aroused.
Now he had to make a decision. He had to choose whether he was going to end her life. It was such a seductive idea, but at the same time an irrational one.
He thrusted and they both gradually approached the climax. He still had the ability to make either choice. As they both began to orgasmed, the dragon’s jaw quivered and…. released. The dragon moved his head back.
The dragon wondered if she knew how close she came to death.
He spoke, “Okay, Twilight, the deed is done. For all intents and purposes I've avenged Derpy.”
Twilight panted and laughed. The dragon licked her on the nose.
“Wow! That was the fuck I was going for. I had lost myself in the moment, too. If you chose to, I would have let you… well… you know. But there’s no rational sense in that. We’re going to have to be more careful in the future.”
The dragon agreed, “Yes, now that I understand you better, I don’t really want to hurt you. You’re too special, too unique to be killed over something like that.”
“Oh, who knows? Maybe I’ll let you eat me one day.”
He grinned at the prospect. “Okay! Well, until that day, I’ll be by your side to protect you. Whenever you want me to kill somepony, they’re dead. No questions asked.”
Twilight kissed him and started to put her robes back on.
Once dressed, she said, “Thanks for not taking advantage of me. Now it’s time for the fun part. We need to both eat Derpy together. It will symbolize our new and glorious love.”
“I’m in! Let’s start eating already!"
Twilight nodded, “Okay! First, we’ll split a wing.” She moved her mouth to Derpy’s wing base and bit it off and held it in her mouth.
Blood started pooling and getting on the bed.
Twilight liked the taste. She held the wing with one hoof so she could talk. “I’m feeling naughty enough to eat 50% of her corpse. What do you say to that?”
The dragon tried to raise an eyebrow. “You think you can keep up with me?”
Twilight put the wing back in her mouth. She mumbled her response through her clinched jaws, “Who here is the carnivorous pussy-eating crazy bitch, again?”
The dragon sighed, “You are, of course.”
Twilight nodded, “Right. Now help me eat the fucking wing.”
They began eating Derpy’s wing from both sides. They stared at each other. Their noses eventually touched and the dragon bit off what was in his mouth and pulled out.
She coughed out some of the dismembered wing while blood dripped down her chin. Somepony else might have described her blood soaked mouth gory and repulsive, but the dragon had a more trained eye and found it pretty natural looking.
He continued to stare at the blood. Something inside him mentally clicked. He realized that where the blood was touching, he was looking at the face of the real Twilight. No longer was she putting on a front. Her outside was finally starting to reflect what was inside.
And what was inside… was beautiful. Sinisterly, deadly, beautiful.
He dipped his claw into Derpy’s pool of blood. He moved his claw to one side of her forehead and got one half of her face completely soaked. She kept her face still and stared back at him. He stared into the face of the monster that he was in love with.
He took another claw full of blood. He took his claw and let it slowly approach Twilight’s robed chest. She swelled her chest to give him a surface to work on. He rubbed his blood soaked claw over her princess robes.
He began to paint her body and her robes all around. In a way it was abstract art, but in another way it was information intricately woven. They both laughed and they were both very happy.
Wherever the blood touched it revealed her true, demonic, other-worldly, sexy self.
When he was finished, Twilight said, “Now then, it’s time to have a contest to see who can eat more of Derpy. And let’s make a mess! I want to see some gore!”
The dragon laughed, “Yes, time to eat!”
The dragon no longer cared about a promise he made to Derpy that he’d never eat her. In a way she deserved it for all of the disasters she had put him through. So he ate her hard.
The dragon and Twilight gorged themselves all night on gore and sex. Derpy’s remains eventually lay scattered everywhere on the bed.
Twilight said, “I think I’m starting to get a stomachache.” Her eyes pleaded him for sympathy. The dragon responded, “I’ll protect you until you feel better.”
They got into a comfortable embrace and fell asleep.
The dragon dreamt very good dreams next to his new lover. At some point though, his dreams were interrupted by the bad vibes of a certain scary zebra. He stirred.
Eventually he opened his eyes to look at Twilight. He saw Twilight staring blankly at the center of the room. A dark portal was opening.
Twilight murmured, “My senses tell me that Zecora is opening a one-way portal from here to her hut. I wonder if she expects us to walk through?”
The dragon got very nervous. “There’s something I need to tell you about my origins.”
“Yes?”
“Zecora created me from her cauldron years ago. When I’m in her presence, she can psychically control me. I can’t lift a claw against her.”
Twilight grinned evilly. “That's it; I'm going to kill her. I could really get off on another murder right now!”
“This is rather serious. Once the portal is open I’ll have no choice but to walk through. Then, not only will you have to deal with her, you’ll also have to deal with me.”
“Not to worry! I’ll cast a spell to protect you from mental domination.”
“Phew, thank goodness! You’re so much more useful than that mentally challenged pegasus ever was.”
She cast her spell and the dragon felt very optimistic. They both walked up to the portal.
Twilight said, “Just act like you normally do in her presence.”
“Sure thing.”
The portal stabilized. Twilight and the dragon stepped through.
They immediately saw Zecora performing her evil dances. As soon as she stopped dancing, the portal closed behind them.
Zecora greeted them with an evil laugh.
[She doesn’t rhyme] “It looks like my pet has brought along a friend! That’s good; I told him to make some friends that I could use for sacrifices.”
Twilight played along, “Oh no, the dragon really lured me in good! And to think I thought that we were the best of friends.”
“Indeed, you foolish ponies are so easily manipulated by friendship.”
“Yeah, you’re telling me!” Twilight tried to mimic Derpy’s voice, “I would give my life in a heartbeat for the sake of my dragon friend.”
“Ha! That brute of mine doesn’t have friendship skills that good. You’re lying, which means he failed again.”
“It’s a patchy relationship to be sure!”
“His primitive disposition spooks his quarries. I told him to make better impressions so he can rake in more sacrifices. I’m going to have to do a lot of work on him after I deal with you.”
“You’re not doing anything of the sort.”
“You may think the dragon is on your side, but he’s really not. Allow me to demonstrate.”
She mentally commanded the dragon to intimidate Twilight. He started encircling her like a shark.
Twilight feigned surprise. “Oh, goodness! Maybe I will get sacrificed. Can you tell me how it works?”
The zebra walked over to a scary looking altar. “This altar is haunted by invisible spirits. As soon as you sit on top of it they’ll start gently playing with your naughty bits. If you orgasm on the altar, you die. And if you die for any reason on this altar, they take your soul.”
Twilight sounded interested. “And what will happen to my soul?”
“They’ll take it to a dark corner of the spirit realm where you will have to relive the last moments of your life over and over again, but incrementally more intense.”
“For how long?”
“Forever. While this could be used to achieve the ultimate pleasure, I rather like to make sure the victim’s deaths are so painful that they’re unbearable in the first place. Then the next iteration they feel twice the pain. Then the third iteration they feel three times the pain. This of course goes on forever.”
Twilight cooed, “Ooooh, nice!”
Zecora looked surprised. “Huh? What are you happy about?”
Just then, the dragon stopped circling Twilight and stood next to her protectively. He looked at Zecora like prey.
Zecora felt a pang of fear. She tried to mentally command the dragon, but it had no effect.
The dragon ran up and tackled her. He made sure all of Zecora’s voodoo trinkets were out of reach.
Twilight grinned and responded, “The reason I’m so happy is that you’re just so unbelievably fucked.”
Zecora struggled to get away to no avail.
Twilight stepped on the zebra’s neck and shifted her weight onto it. She chided, “Guess what’s in store for you?”
The zebra sounded very frightened. “I’m sorry for what I tried to do. Please, do not sacrifice me! I don’t want my soul tortured forever!” She looked at the dragon. “Wouldn’t you rather just kill me and eat me instead? You could make it as painful as you want!”
The dragon looked at Twilight. She shook her head.
The zebra was having a meltdown. “Please, I will do anything to change your mi…!!!” She was cut off by Twilight slapping her.
A smile played at the side of Twilight’s lips. “Na-ah-ah.” The zebra’s eyes widened.
The dragon, however, felt it would be fair to give his input. “I understand it if she doesn’t want to be sacrificed. One thing I know about this zebra, it’s that her will is stronger than mine. Breaking her would be crueler than breaking me.”
Twilight responded, “Her will is stronger than yours? That’s an interesting theory. Let’s find out if you’re right!”
She reached her hoof into Zecora’s nether regions for only a moment. The zebra’s shame was visible. She whimpered. Twilight then held out her hoof for the dragon to see. He could distinctly see the glimmer of a liquid.
He spoke, “What does that mean? A part of her is aroused!?”
Twilight nodded and stated, “She’s not completely submitting, of course, but she’s having some crazy disconnects between her rational thought and her sexuality!”
The dragon was still unconvinced. He replied, “Zecora would never be aroused at her own expense. Her psyche is made of stronger stuff! I bet that the liquid was from before, when she was getting really into her evil dances.”
Twilight sighed. The dragon was always behind on the program. “She’s leaking more by the second! Whether she’s conscious of it or not, her pussy is betraying her! Her pussy has an entirely different outlook on the situation!”
The dragon realized that it was true. It was evident that the zebra was having a horrible internal conflict. She convulsed a bit like a crazy pony. She started compulsively speaking voodoo gibberish.
They picked her up and laid her back upon the altar. She continued ranting nonsense. She looked absolutely terrified, but her fluids were still leaking.
Twilight laughed and looked at Zecora’s horrified face. “You know what? A crazy fuck like you could benefit from some shock therapy! It’s time for experiment #1.”
Twilight summoned electricity to her horn. It was evident from the dangerous looking current that Twilight was trying to maximize the pain.
Zecora shouted in horror as Twilight plunged her horn into her pussy. She screamed and convulsed violently. The sparks sent her pussy juices flying into Twilight’s hair and onto the altar.
Twilight withdrew her horn. Zecora was panting desperately and looking at Twilight in disbelief. She tried to say something but it wasn’t coherent.
Twilight grinned evilly. “Oh screw it; I don’t think this therapy has any scientific merit. The experiment failed, so I’m going to have to terminate the subject.”
Zecora had a moment of coherency. “Please, I’m begging you, don’t hurt me so hard!” She started crying. “Please go easier on me.”
“I can’t afford to go easy on my failed experiments. Your paltry feeling of arousal will be no consolation. It’s my professional responsibility to make sure that you’re violently killed in the most painful, gruesome manner possible.”
Zecora screamed, “NOOO!!!!”
Twilight shoved her horn back in. She pumped painful electricity into the zebra’s cunt. Zecora screamed more violently with each passing second. It was the most painful experience she had ever felt in her life.
It lasted for minutes. The zebra writhed and writhed. Once the zebra got to her climax, she screamed out at the top of her lungs as she was electrocuted to death.
Zecora was dead. Her body lay stiff as a board, still crackling with electricity. Her soul had been whisked away.
In the aftermath, Twilight was the first to speak. “Sorry I made Zecora suffer such a violent end. I do sometimes overdo it.”
The dragon just shook his head, “I’m just glad Zecora is gone forever! You saved me! You truly are my equal. You are the pony that I was destined to be with.
Twilight smiled. “I’m so happy you feel that way! But, the fun is only starting! This altar is going to be our best friend between now and the final act!”
The dragon fucked the zebra’s corpse then ate it hard. Twilight watched happily.
Chapter 9 - A Life of Sacrifice
Twilight finally had an outlet to quench her lust for murder. Therefore, she cancelled her plans of conquering Ponyville. She decided she’d be able to kill more ponies in the long run if she did so covertly.
The disappearances rarely raised suspicion. She got more and more cunning at roping in sacrifices and she even established connections to the Canterlot underground in pony-trafficking.
Twilight and the dragon spent the next decade sacrificing thousands of ponies to the altar. It was like an unending blur of throwing ponies’ backs upon the altar, and that includes Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, and everypony else that Twilight always wanted to see dead. The dragon had never eaten so well.
It was all fun and enjoyable, but after ten years Twilight grew weary of causing eternal suffering and actually became a much nicer pony being. The dragon supported her new disposition.
She longed to experience what the sacrifices experienced. She tried to convince the dragon to have sex with her on the altar. He warmed up to the idea. They gradually both decided that they would have to experience it for themselves.
Twilight made the plans for the finale event. It was going to be the best night ever.
Twilight and the dragon heard a knock on Zecora’s door. Twilight opened it. It was Vinyl.
Twilight looked back at the dragon and said, “Hey, it’s just Vinyl, my Ponyville friend. I told her to come this afternoon before the party.”
The dragon shrugged and worked on making the hut presentable.
Twilight turned her attention back to Vinyl, “so, how are things on the outside?”
Vinyl shrugged, “it’s pretty much pony utopia, the same as it’s always been since forever . Celestia has really put something in the water.”
Twilight laughed and nodded. “Yes, I stopped drinking the water the day I became a princess, and man did that free up my mind.”
They laughed and Twilight let Vinyl into the hut.
Twilight motioned to a table near the wall. She said, “Here, this is where you can set up. This is going to be one wild night so make sure you get comfortable.” Vinyl pulled multiple turntables out of nowhere and set them all on the table.
Vinyl asked Twilight, “So, what’s so wild about tonight? I hope you guys have some energy. I’ve never had a party that was wild enough for me.”
“Well, I don’t think you could really get anymore wild than this. Oh, it won’t be a big party by any means. I’ve only invited my Canterlot contact Fleur and she’s only bringing about ten trafficked ponies.”
Vinyl laughed, “Whoa, what do you need trafficked ponies for? I hope they know how to party!”
“Well, I hope so, too. I hope everypony has the time of their life. But here’s the thing. When they check in to this party, they won’t be checking out.”
Vinyl looked very surprised, “Okay, sounds like a wild party alright. Are you serious though? What’s going to happen to them?”
Twilight calmly responded, “It’s very simple. They will… die. We have an altar that takes souls to the spirit world. I’ll make sure they have a nice afterlife.”
Vinyl again looked surprised. “Whoa, you mean to tell me they’re… they’re going to die…? That’s… wild alright. And it’s a party? What’s the party for?”
Twilight responded, “Tonight, the dragon and I are going to the afterlife ourselves. We just want to make this exciting by having a warm up mass-sacrifice event. It’s a party because we need you to keep them happy. When the sacrificing gets underway, they’re going to start getting nervous.”
Vinyl laughed, “Oh okay. Regardless of the why , you need the event to be a happy one, not a horrific one. You need me to help spread good vibes so that everyone stays happy.” She nodded to herself. “That’ll be a challenge, but I think it can be done!”
Twilight said, “Thank you, Vinyl. You’re really coming through for us. You can have all of our worldly possessions when we’re gone if you want them. And I can promise you one more thing. You’re going to be the only one left alive at the end of the night. I promise we won’t harm you. You will be able to leave in peace.”
Vinyl responded, “Wait, if I’m the only one alive at the end of the night, then what happens to your contact Fleur?”
Twilight thought about how corrupt Fleur was. She’d be doing Canterlot a favor. “Dead.”
Vinyl responded, “Okay then.”
The three of them got the hut looking like the day it was new. That night, they heard a knock on the door. Twilight opened it.
It was Fleur and a pink floating whip. Around her were ten depressed looking ponies, all wearing barbed wire collars and chained at the neck to each other.
Fleur said, “Here’s the package you asked for. Ten slaves. I know you wanted me to attend this meeting, but there’s no way I’m walking into this macabre death trap.”
Twilight gave Vinyl a signal. Rave music started playing and lights started flashing within the hut. The slave ponies looked at each other in excitement. Fleur rolled her eyes.
Twilight said, “See, it’s just a harmless horror-themed party. There’s nothing sinister at all about this hut. The evil zebra who owned it died ages ago.”
The slaves murmured to each other about how fun this was going to be. Fleur glared at them and told them to shut up. Fleur said to Twilight, “Alright, I’ll stay for a while.”
Fleur ordered the slave ponies to walk in and Fleur whipped them so that they stayed in line and didn’t get tangled on each other’s chains.
Once they were all inside, Twilight shut the door and magically locked it. She walked over to the group of pony slaves. “It’s time to get you guys out of those chains! Slaves are not the kind of ponies you are anymore, and you never will be again.”
The slaves started to shout with happiness and eagerly anticipate their freedom. Fleur asked Twilight, “Just what do you think you’re doing? It took a lifetime of conditioning to make them so obedient. What good are they now?”
Twilight didn’t listen to her. She just started grabbing chains and breaking them with focused horn lasers.
As she did this, she spoke, “We’re going on a journey. We all are. A journey to freedom. There’s a special afterlife beyond this one where pure ecstasy may be experienced for all eternity. We’re all going there, tonight, and nopony can stop us.”
Fleur responded, “What are you babbling about? There is no afterlife. Is this all an act on the part of the horror-themed nonsense?”
Twilight didn’t ignore her this time. She hotly responded, “It’s real, and we’re going. If you behave, we might just let you go, too.”
Fleur responded angrily, “Well I’m not going. I’m a member of the Canterlot elite. No metaphysical journey can take me anyplace better.”
Twilight walked towards Fleur threateningly. She spoke loudly to the slave ponies, “So, prissy pants here thinks she’s special because of her status. But there is no status here, isn’t that right, my little ponies?”
All of the slave ponies agreed and watched in eager anticipation of where this was going.
Fleur was indignant, “What, this is supposed to be a rebellion? You’re just going to kill me, or force me to go to your stupid afterlife? It won’t work. Ponies know I’m here. I’m not stupid. If anything happens to me, they will hunt you down and kill you. In fact, they will come to my aid at any moment!” As she said this, her horn flared up a bit. But then it fizzled. Even her pink whip fell out of the air.
Twilight smiled evilly, “Ah, but I’ve been locking down your magic since the moment you walked through the door. There’s not going to be any distress calls or resistance on your part or anything .”
Fleur looked at her horrified.
Twilight looked at Fleur while speaking to the slaves again. “My little ponies, I do not believe Fleur should share the same fate as us. I don’t want her vile soul besmirching our divine destination. Do you?”
The slave ponies shouted no in agreement. Twilight then said, “My little ponies, would you to see me deal with Fleur appropriately right now?” They shouted yes.
Twilight walked face to face with Fleur. Fleur asked, “What are you going to do?” Twilight laughed and asked the audience. “What do you guys want me to do? Kill her ?”
The slaves started chanting for Twilight to “Yes, Kill her, Kill her!”
Twilight turned all of her focus back to Fleur. She smiled evilly and said, “It’s the will of the people. And you asked what I’m going to do to you? I’m going to blow your fucking head off.”
And with that, Twilight moved her horn to Fleur’s neck under her jaw and shot a powerful horn laser. The sound of the explosion shook everyone to their core. Fleur’s skull was obliterated and blood shot everywhere. After the astonishment passed, the slaves cheered. Fleur’s body collapsed on the ground, utterly dead.
Just then, Vinyl started the music up loud. Perhaps it was unfitting, but the song he played was the classic ‘Love is in Bloom’. Everypony loved it and started dancing and the slaves danced the cutest.
They partied for hours and the slaves ate the best meals they’d ever had. The dragon mostly sat in the corner waiting patiently. After they ate the cake, Twilight decided it was time to get things going. To be honest, she was tempted to procrastinate. But… it was time.
She said, “Okay, my little ponies. Listen up. It’s time for someone to cross over!” One of the slaves asked her how it would work. She replied, “This is going to sound crazy, but it’s true. All you have to do is lay upon the altar and… orgasm. That’s how we found out that it works. Your soul will then be whisked away. It’s completely painless.”
Some of the ponies seemed eager to believe it. Others looked skeptical. Twilight looked a little embarrassed. She said, “If any of you would like to volunteer to go first, you can be the demonstration and everypony will see.”
Fortunately, one of the ponies did bravely step forward. Twilight thanked her and gingerly lifted her and set her back upon the altar. She asked, “Are you comfortable?”
The pony nodded and lay as still as possible. Suddenly, she looked surprised and shot Twilight a weird look.
Twilight said, “As you’ve probably noticed, the spirits are going to work on your marehood.”
The pony started moaning and tensing up. Everypony else in the hut watched in morbid fascination. When she approached the climax, she started curling into a ball by lifting her hind legs up to her head. When she orgasmed, she screamed in ecstatic bliss. Her body then uncurled and relaxed. Her body’s muscles were still spasming a bit so she kept twitching for awhile. Then she lay still.
Twilight pulled the body off of the altar and placed it on the ground before the other ponies. They were in shocked silence. They prodded the body a bit. They investigated her marehood. She showed no signs of injury, but she was clearly dead.
Twilight spoke first, “Alright, now you know how it works. I don’t need any more volunteers; the remaining order will be determined by party games. Are you ready for the real party to begin?”
Everypony was still surprised, but they seemed to go along with it.
Twilight replied, “Good, so Vinyl will be in charge of the games. I’m sure she knows at least eight creative ways to determine a loser. The loser isn’t really a loser; they just get selected to cross over. The rest of you winners have the pleasure of watching it happen. The pony that keeps winning gets to cross over last. Just to remind you, we will all die. I just wanted to make it fun!”
One of the ponies asked her if Vinyl was going to be sacrificed, too. Twilight laughed and said, “No, Vinyl is immune to the party games. As for the dragon and I, we die after all of you.”
The slave ponies seemed to understand the game. Vinyl got the music started.
Whenever a loser was selected, they would always seem hesitant while the other ponies encouraged them to give in. The system was working perfectly.
It came down to one pony. She had a few close calls, but she was the luckiest one. Twilight thought that she was the cutest. She was tan with a garnet mane and garnet stars for her cutie mark.
Twilight said, “Okay, Sugar Fields. As you well know, you’ve won. Now it’s your time. Step up to the altar.” She hesitantly approached and Twilight picked her up and laid the mare’s back upon the altar.
The mare asked, “Can I please wear my collar?”
Twilight responded, “Of course! Let me get that for you.” Twilight used her magic to clamp it around her neck.
Sugar Fields looked embarrassed. She asked, “Can you please make it a little tighter?”
Twilight understood. “Okay, I’ll make sure it gets increasingly tighter until you climax. Do you want it to be… hardcore verge of death tight, or just a little tight?”
Sugar Fields responded, “Read my body language, please. Just be empathetic and do what feels right.”
Twilight complied as best as she could. She felt the weight of the responsibility in making sure Sugar Field's afterlife was perfect. Twilight choked her with almost surgical finesse.
Finally, there was only three left alive in the hut: Vinyl, Twilight, and the dragon. Twilight removed Sugar Fields dead asphyxiated body from the altar and dumped it on the ground.
The dragon was busily eating one of the bodies, but he stopped when Twilight told him it was time. They both walked up to the altar together and climbed on it. They both started having sex. When they climaxed, their souls transcended to the afterlife, once and for all.
Vinyl found herself all alone. She surveyed the beautiful carnage. It really was the wildest party she had ever experienced. There was really nothing more she had to do. She went over to the altar to make sure they were both really dead. She pulled them off of it and they both landed hard on the ground, lying in their final embrace.
She realized that she could choose to cross over, too. There was nopony to tell her if she should or shouldn’t do it. There wasn’t even anypony that cared. It was truly her own choice.
Although she had no real awareness of being watched, she could almost feel the presence of ghosts observing her that were very interested in what choice she would choose to make.
She went ahead and sat on the altar and listened to her music. She leaned back.
She felt her pussy being softly rubbed. She looked down and saw nothing there. “Interesting.”
She knew full well that if she orgasmed, her soul would be taken away. All she would have to do is not take it too far.
She decided to make a game of it. She let the ghost softly play with her until she felt an orgasm coming, then she bailed out by mentally shutting out the pleasure and squeezing her legs shut.
Then she let herself get caught in the sensations again. She halted it just in time. She had almost past the point of no return with that last one. She was going to have to be more careful. But it was such a thrill to be that close to the end.
She was getting really horny. So, she couldn’t bring herself to quit. She held out literally as long as she could have possibly held out. Then she approached the next point of no return. She felt the spasm coming on. She had to have release.
Her clit spasmed and she writhed in otherworldly ecstasy as the whole world was bathed in light that engulfed her vision completely and everything physical disintegrated.
Chapter 1 - Meet Twilight
Twilight groggily woke up in her library, alone. She glanced at a poster of King Sombra on her wall. She tried to imagine what it was like to enslave an empire.
His happiness wasn’t infectious enough.
She got out of bed in full dress. She always wore her coronation robes since becoming an alicorn princess.
She couldn’t stand the accessories. She had long forgone the uncomfortable golden horseshoes and she mostly kept her crown next to her bed.
She walked over to her window and looked down on her subjects. They looked like they were having fun. She revved up some of her most dangerous magic and held it at the tip of her horn. After a mental debate, she sighed and let the magic retract.
She was just one cast away from becoming a killer.
She had yearned to tell someone how she felt. Recently she told Pinkie Pie about this practice of hers, and Pinkie just laughed it off. One day, though, it was not going to be a joke anymore.
She cast a spell to clean her robes. If she had disrobed to have them washed, she would have felt naked and sexually vulnerable, and she had anxieties about that.
It had become a habit for her to be dressed at all times until she even wore them to bed every night. The robes were the only way for her to feel like she was sexually safe.
She looked again at the poster of King Sombra. “I bet you never walked among your subjects naked. That would be emasculating.”
Sombra just kept smiling.
Being a powerful alicorn, most of her domination fantasies started with forcing all of the naked ponies to be her slaves. Then she could take sacrifices, drain their magic, and of course kill them in the most arousing ways possible.
Then everypony would know that they were just fodder for her and that’s all they ever were. Then they would understand things correctly for the first time.
She started seething a little. Their ignorance was confounding.
Luckily, she knew how to relieve her stress.
She pleasured herself as she revved her horn with delicious magic. She let her energy flow from her horn down her spine to her pussy and back again.
The magic gave her chills and her whole body tingled.
When she was aroused she ignored her guilt and felt that her thoughts were correct.
She decided to go for a walk around town. She observed the Ponyville citizens and marveled that they were comfortable with being completely naked.
They all enticed her. If they knew how arousing their nakedness was, she believed that they’d stop doing it. They were flirting with danger and they didn’t even know it.
It was obvious that such helpless creatures were designed to be conquered.
Twilight was going to be the second pony with the guts to do it.
