Celestia's Relaxing Vacation

A decapitation strike. It sounded more fun than it was, at least to Garble. He didn’t particularly like the idea of rushing into the Crystal Kingdom with only two other dragons to take out some weird portal. I mean it wasn’t like they could fly the whole army up to the Crystal Kingdom without being seen, but he still regretted volunteering.

He slid the last component into place, priming the charge, which looked more or less like a giant gas canister with an escape valve on one end that looked more or less like a canon. His hands were shaking as he put the final piece into place, and he breathed a sigh of relief when it primed without actually going off.

Inside it was basically concentrated dragon breath, packed in with such concentration that its release could probably... well it could drill right through a castle, which was exactly what they needed it for. The plan was that they would, rather than fighting their way to the throne room where the portal was supposedly being kept, assuming that their informant wasn’t just leading them into a trap, they were going to drill right through the palace from above, blasting through in an instant, streaking in to the throne room, and destroying the portal so that their ‘goddess’ couldn’t return to help them.

And all that was pretty impressive, though not the reason he volunteered. The reason for that is because he thought it would win him points with Dragon Lord Ember, and maybe that much closer to her letting him pack a load of eggs into her royal snatch There wasn't exactly any other drakes out here to fight with him over her pussy.

But she wasn’t touching him, or really noticing him much at all. While he put the finishing touches on the kamehamecannon, Ember was relaxing on a rock nearby, legs wide and leaning back against a tree behind her, eyes rolled back and hips rolling forward. Between her legs was Fizzle’s head, who she held with both claws digging into his scalp as he drilled his tongue into the Dragon Lord’s sopping wet slit.

And it was VERY sopping wet, as she was in raging heat. Garble couldn’t get his mind off of her even for a second, the air so thick with her ‘come fuck me’ scent that he could barely concentrate. It was to the point that he couldn’t walk straight, literally drunk from her pheromones. Garble tried to keep his cocks in their place, but eventually gave up, now just allowing his draconic twin cocks to hang freely in front of him. It really seemed like a bad idea to attack while she was in heat, but she said it couldn’t wait as no one was sure when Celestia intended on returning, and she didn’t want to risk not being there to make sure it went as it should.

Fizzle couldn’t keep his dicks from instinctively poking free either, though he clearly wasn’t enjoying it as much as Garble would if it were him. The poor guy looked like he bored nearly to tears. All the same, he was holding Ember’s ridiculously hot bottom in his own claws and digging his long tongue deep inside her, nuzzling his muzzle against her clit as he did so.

Ember groaned, arching her back and panting harder. Garble wanted to look away, but he just couldn’t.

“I... why... what... damnit...” Garble grunted, “Dragon Lord Ember. I am finished with the kamehamecannon.”

“Good work Garble,” Ember groaned, “I’ll be with you in a few minutes.”

“I... I don’t mean to be disrespectful, Ember,” Garble said, normally not even close to this polite, but she was the Dragon Lord now, despite all his best efforts, “But Fizzle is so gay it hurts, he’s ridden the dick of almost every drake I know including me, and never looked at a female that way. Why are you forcing him to do that when I would literally tear through a battalion for a chance at it?”

“Garble,” Ember panted, “Do you remember the Gauntlet of Fire?”

“Yes I do...” Garble groaned, putting one hand on his face. Gods did she have to keep bringing that up?

“What was it again that you said to me?” Ember panted, “That once you were Dragon Lord, you would be the only one allowed to rape a clutch into me ever again?”

“T-that was just... smack talk,” Garble shook his head, “I didn’t even know who you were at the time, and we were all talking to each other like that.”

“It’s not like I’m torturing poor Fizzle or anything,” she said between groans, “He doesn’t mind doing this, he just doesn’t get off on it. I mean really I could have had anyone come with me, all I need you guys for is to help hold the cannon. The only reason I chose you and Fizzle is because I felt my heat coming on, and I wanted a male that could sate me without thinking it gave him power over me, or more importantly, without going all the way in a combat situation where that would endanger us. And I wanted to torture you with my scent... nice cocks, by the way. If they didn’t belong to you, I might be riding them right now.”

Garble clenched his fists, turning and moving over to another tree, sitting against it and waiting, trying to clear his foggy mind, and still unable to take his eyes off that lovely snatch that his boy toy was getting to taste.

Ember glanced over at him, turning herself slightly to make sure Garble got an unobstructed view of the action, fuck juice dribbling profusely down from Fizzle’s maw, her sweet shiny labia giving subtlety to his tongue with each stroke in and out of her.

Finally she gave one final roar, clenching Fizzle’s head between her legs as her juice splattered all over his face. Fizzle was a good little toy, continuing to lap deeply, slurping mouthfuls of her fertile fuck batter.

“Mmm, keep one mouthful,” panted Ember, “Go snowball it with Garble.”

Garble felt like he was close to steam erupting from his ears, both from frustration and a bit of selt-loathing for blowing it at the gauntlet. Still, the Dragon Lord gave an order, so he stood up, and sighed as Fizzle stood up to, walking over to him. Fizzle took Garble’s hands in his own, their cocks brushing together and throbbing a bit from the warm contact.

“Sorry,” muttered Fizzle.

They kissed, and Fizzle pushed the mouthful of Ember’s liquid heat into Garble’s mouth, dragging his tongue about to paint it onto Garble’s gums. Gods this was torture, it was so fucking delicious. Garble’s shafts throbbed so rock hard that they felt like they’d burst. Garble shivered violently, so taken with his instinctive lust that he could barely stop himself from jumping Ember and holding her down to put some eggs into that fuck-tease.

“Damnit Fizzle,” Garble said as they pulled away from each other, “You won’t be able to walk for a week the next time I’m done fucking your faggot ass.”

“Really?” Fizzle looked hopeful and bright eyed.

“Fuck I hate you sometimes,” Garble put his hand to his forehead again.

“Stop talking about fag-sex and get over here,” said Ember, who had moved back to the kamehamecannon herself, seeming quite relaxed, the very opposite of Garble, “We got work to do.”

Sunburst hurriedly gathered his notes, galloping down the hall way towards the throne room of the Crystal Palace. This always seemed to happen; he’d get caught up in a book he was reading and almost be late. He hadn’t been late yet, which was good for him, because being even a minute late might have resulted in his corpse being gang-raped in the crystal square, depending on the goddess’s mood at the time. Even if she wasn’t here usually anymore, she might find out.

“I’m here!” Sunburst panted, bursting through the door with seconds to spare, “Sorry I was almost late again, but I’m here and ready.”

Usually there wasn’t anything to be ready for. This was just the time that he was supposed to be available for any problems that needed to be brought to his attention. There wasn’t a lot of ruling for him to do in general, as he had attempted to delegate most of his tasks so he could spend more time reading.

He had been studying dragons this morning, after having managed to acquire several very rare books on them. One of the perks of working for a monster was that rare book merchants, and every merchant really, tended to give him better deals. He had been able to get so many book that he’d never have gotten his hooves on otherwise.

Though today, the guards seemed to be positioned at the main entrance as if they did have someone to bring in. Sunburst pulled himself awkwardly up onto the crystal throne, and nodded to them to bring the first one in.

A light blue unicorn stallion with three stars on his flank came into the throne room, leading a small filly behind him. The stallions face was streaked with tears, though, more flowing down his face, while the little one was wide-eyed with confusion and fear.

Sunburst recognized him as Neon Lights, and the little one as one of his two adopted daughters, Glass Slipper. He had adopted two crystal ponies whose parents had been murdered in front of them during one of Celestia and Twilight's previous visits. Sunburst slouched in the throne a bit, as he already knew what this was related to. He was the one forced to choose the victims for these things after all.

“I’m... sorry to bother you,” Neon said, “I... I was ordered to bring... my daughter to the public altar for the sacrifice, but... the Goddess wasn’t there to... partake.” He shook her head, “I just don’t want her to think I didn’t show up, I don’t want the rest of my family taken as well.”

Celestia usually made monthly visits, and they were required to have a child as a sacrifice for her to rape to death on the public altar. Parents were required to escort their own child to the altar and watch the entire act, and if they did not, the entire rest of their family would also end up being a sacrifice. If the parent had more than one child, they themselves were required to choose which one died. Celestia delighted in that sort of psychological torture.

Sunburst had specifically chosen Neon, as much as he hated it, because he was a unicorn that had adopted crystal pony foals; Celestia hated it when unicorns made such selfless acts for the benefits of an inferior species, and had specifically told Sunburst to target the children of any he found. He had actually chosen this a few months ago; he had made a long list of sacrifices so he’d only have to think about it once in a very long while, but he hadn’t foreseen that Celestia wouldn’t be present for one at the regularly scheduled times.

“Oh yes, I am sorry and...” Sunburst was always awkward when dealing with such matters, “Celestia is actually away for a few days. Um, perhaps we should hold you and your little one in custody until she returns, so that she knows you did not try to escape.”

The father nodded, sniffling again, and holding his little one close as he was led out of the throne room by one of the guards.

“No raping them,” Sunburst called after to the guard, who grunted in annoyance at the order. “Especially the little one, she’s for Celestia.”

“There is one more, Warden.” a second guard at the main door nodded, then opened the door enough to nod at the one waiting.

Sunburst hoped dearly that it wasn’t something else requiring him to be complicit in brutal foal-snuffing. It wasn’t. It was a young mare, probably slightly less than legal age by the old standards, with a yellow coat and streaked red hair, as well as several red hearts on her flanks.

“Oh dear...” she said as soon as she saw Sunburst, eyes wide, starting to shiver. She was holding a letter in her mouth.

“Oh um, how may I help you, miss...?” Sunburst tried to be presentable.

“I’m sorry, I’m Ruby Love,” she said from around the letter, “I... sort of got this letter from the goddess and... now that I’m here I’m not sure what to do.”

“Oh well, I’ll read it and maybe we can figure something out,” Sunburst grasped the letter with his magic and floated it over to him, reading it aloud.

From the desk of the Goddess of Fuck and Death, Raper of Equestria, and Protector of Whoever She Feels Like at the Moment,

Dear Miss Ruby Love, you uptight little cock tease,

I’m appointing you as Warden of the North, a position which you will take immediately under threat of everything I can do to you. I expect you to take the seat prior to my return from my current trip, and if you are still a virgin in any hole when I return, I will turn you inside out and rape your internal organs. The current Warden of the North, Sunburst, will be executed and die screaming. I have determined that only ponies born with a juicy fuckable cunt like yours should be in charge. I expect you to be bowing to me the second I step back through the portal, at which point you will be raped repeatedly and non-stop for a week, by me and every guard at the castle, during which you will not be allowed to sleep or consume anything other than cum. I suggest you get broken in plenty before, so it will be less likely to kill you. Otherwise I might have to choose another female citizen at random.

I am not a monster, however, so in exchange for your cooperation, I will allow you to have sex with Spike’s corpse as often as you like; I know he’s some kind of hero to you worthless fucks.

Sincerely,
Someone that is going to be balls deep in all your holes.

Well, most of it was pretty standard fair, as far as letters that Ceelstia sent to ponies, though there was that very obvious little contradiction.

“I’m... I’ve been executed?” Sunburst asked slowly, eyes darting back and forth to the surrounding guards.

The guards looked equally confused, “First I’ve heard of it.” “Should we do it now?” “Seems like something she’d want to do herself.” “What if she just forgot and will kill us too if we do it for her?”

“I am very sorry,” Ruby Love murmured, starting to tear up herself now, “I really am, I don’t want to cause any trouble for anyone... I just want to do what I am supposed to do... I don’t want my family to die...”

“Maybe she’s giving you a running start?” suggested one guard, quite casually as if this sort of conversation was pretty standard, “Seems like something she’d do.”

Sunburst stared at the piece of paper. His own eyes were dry, no tears left in him after working for Celestia for so long. He took a deep breath, “I will kill myself, if that is what the Goddess desires. She won’t blame any of you for doing or not doing the right thing if I do it myself. Besides, I’d rather my soul have a running start than my body.”

“Oh goodness,” sniffled Ruby Love, “I’m... thank you.”

“It’s fine,” Sunburst put the letter aside and calmly rose to his feet, “I hope that your... week of rape doesn’t hurt too badly. I suggest you let the guards have a few goes at you so you’re plenty broken in before she returns.”

The guards grinned. Some of them were already half way out of their sheath in anticipation and only growing harder. “Don’t expect us to be gentle, fuck meat.” one of the guards colorfully added.

“When will she be back?” asked Ruby Love quietly.

“I’m not entirely sure,” Sunburst said, “I mean she wasn’t very specific, so I’d suggest you stay here in the throne room until she does return. Don’t even leave to relieve yourself, use a pot if you have to. Anyway, the portal is right over here behind the throne so... this will be where she arrives.” another deep breath, “Now, what is a relatively painless way for me to do this... “

The guards weren’t waiting for their part though. Ruby cringed as the three unicorns approached her from different directions, shaking. She started to say, “So, how should I stand for you to –“

But she was cut off as the nearest guard slammed her head so hard that she lost her balance and smacked her head on the floor. A second turned about and kicked her in the stomach hard, causing her to fall onto her side and curl up, holding her forelegs over her face.

“No, you don’t have to do it this way,” she begged, “I won’t resist, you don’t have to-“

The third guard reared up on his hind legs, and stomped her head with a hoof when he hit the floor, shutting her up again. Giving up completely, she just let herself go limp, beginning to sob uncontrollably.

“That’s more like it,” said one, “We like our bitches to sob... I’m calling her pussy first, let’s see if I can knock this cunt up.”

He yanked her over, laying himself on his back and pulling her up atop him. She obediently wriggled into place, spreading her legs and sitting up upon him cowgirl style. She was still sobbing, holding one jaw as a broken tooth throbbed, blood running down her hoof as she held it there. She shivered at the feel of his firm shaft throbbing against her belly, even as another throbbed against her back when the second guard moved up behind her. Another pulsing shaft was flopped out against her face, so she slowly pulled her hoof down, bracing herself on the floor and opening both her hind legs and mouth wide.

She wailed as the stallion beneath her firmly pushed his tip against her virgin slit, yanking her down with his forehooves to impale her as deeply as he could, immediately tearing through her innocence, her blood trickling down his fuck spire from the very first thrust. The one behind her shoved forward as well, forcing his tip hard for several long moments before it also popped inside, sinking into her dry asshole. Both began to thrust immediately, hammering her hips back and forth between them with all their strength.

She let out a sobbing shriek as her pussy and ass were devirginized by strangers. This was quickly cut off by the third one, who rammed his cock right down her screaming throat, grasping her head firmly and forcing her to deep throat hi8m from thrust one. He groaned happily as he felt her throat roll against his shaft with each gag, forcing it down until her neck swelled with his girth as well, then hammered against her, balls bouncing against her chin with each stroke.

“Uh, isn’t she technically supposed to be in charge now?” pointed out Sunburst, “That seems to imply well... not this.”

“Fuck off bookworm,” groaned one of the stallions, “As far as I’m concerned she’s just a mare like any other, this is what mares are for.”

Sunburst sighed. He wasn’t sure how Celestia’s rule had ended up making society that was simultaneously a complete matriarchy while still being full of ridiculous misogynists. It was spreading almost like a virus. It seemed that every pony that she interacted with began to suffer from it within a few days. Sunburst had taken pride in resisting such urges at first, but now even he was starting to feel them, and couldn’t deny that he really wanted to see this innocent girl raped and humiliated.

And raping her wasn’t even illegal, Sunburst knew, even if she was in command of them, they were still unicorns and she was a crystal pony, which gave them the right. They could have fucked her to death with no consequence if not for Celestia’s appointing of her and Celestia’s stated desire to use her later.

“Oh well, back to my previous task,” Sunburst sighed.

But then he heard a strange rumbling noise. It sounded like it was coming from above.

“Hey guys? Guys do you hear that?” It was pointless, they were far too busy, all three now balls deep in the hapless crystal mare, a chorus of their groans, her sobbing, and the slapping of their moist bodies together drowning out anything that Sunburst wanted to say.

Suddenly the room shook, and there was a large boom from above, then another louder. There were at least a dozen, happening in quick succession and sounding like they were closer with each bang.

The last one was very loud indeed, as a beam of pure energy smashed through the ceiling of the throne room. The beam drilled downward, in the process slamming into the flanks of the stallion that was enjoying Ruby’s ass hole, literally burning away his flanks from balls back in an instant, his guts pouring out his back side and his cock and balls left in Ruby’s ass, still hard as the base had been cauterized. The beam drilled right through the floor and could be heard smashing through several more floors before it finally stopped.

As it cleared away, the injured guard shrieked as long as he had enough guts to do so, but soon most of his insides flopped down into the hole, followed shortly by the rest of him. His cock slowly slid free of Ruby and hit the floor with a splat.

From the hole above them, a good deal of wet gore mess sloshed though, rapidly followed by one pony’s head, and another’s headless body, who both fell down the hole into their floor.

“Alert!” Sunburst screamed, “We’re under attack!” Even if that was pretty damned obvious by the time he said it.

The stallion that had been enjoying Ruby’s mouth was now clenching his teeth, as apparently Ruby had bitten down in shock at the sudden blast. He nodded though, staggering to the main doors with his bruised shaft swinging beneath him, swinging them open.

“Alert!” he shrieked, “Attack! ... fuck that hurts.”

All the guard heard was a smack of two feet landing on the ground behind him. He didn’t have time to turn around before Ember clenched his head in both claws, and spun it around with all her might. It snapped, going around four times before she popped it off, letting his body fall to the floor, geyser of blood spraying outward towards the guards he had been calling to. Ember turned and threw the guard’s head at Sunburst.

The shock of having somepony’s head thrown at him left Sunburst a bit dazed, and it hit him squarely in the face, knocking him back into the throne, dazed. Was that a dragon? But what were dragons doing here? And what in Tartarus was that beam they used?

Apparently it was a large metal cylinder with a cannon on one end, which shortly fell through the ceiling, being held from below by Garble and above by Fizzle. They slammed it down onto the ground, landing it right on Garble’s foot and causing him to shriek as well.

“Gods damn it Fizzle!” Garble yelled as he heaved to pull the weapon up again, pulling his foot free.

“Point it at the portal,” Ember called back to them, then looked forward out the throne room door. “Oh good, and here comes the Cavalry. Wow, there’s like a dozen of you. Well that’s almost a fair fight, at least.”

The guards came to a halt mere meters from where she was standing, looking unsure at the dragoness staring them down from inside her steel helmet, grasping a purple staff with a large red gem on the top in one hand. They looked rather silly in comparison, most of them wearing leather gimp suits, even worse than what Celestia made the Canterlot palace guards wear. None of them seemed to want to be the first to charge her.

“Hey guys!” she greeted them when they didn’t move, “Nice outfits. Looks like a pretty shitty job. Do you at least get good medical care?”

Finally one of them was brave enough to charge, a hovering pegasus grasping a spear with all fours. The others were quick to follow.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Ember said.

The first pegasus to charge got the dragon staff coming down right onto his head, a burst of energy sending his head onto the floor with a horrible crack, as well as blinding several other guards. She brought the staff down on his head again, smashing right through his skull, his eyes popping out of the sockets followed shortly by brain matter, and leaving him there in a head-down-ass-up position, corpse crapping out how most recent meal.

The guards weren’t being good evil minions and needlessly fighting the hero one at a time, which was a bit of an issue. She leapt upwards to narrowly avoid several slashing swords, a flap of her wings sending her over their heads to land behind them. One that hadn’t charged before lunged at her with his sword, which she grabbed with one hand and held steady by the blade.

Only a single drop of blood slid down the blade, despite her holding the blade tightly in an unarmored palm. The guard became very wide-eyed, slowly looking up at her face, which hadn’t even flinched. Urine streamed down his hind legs into a puddle on the marble floor.

“Hi...” he whispered, barely audible.

Ember yanked him closer by the sword, then grasped his head in both hands, swinging him like a baseball bat into the re-charging guards that were coming back towards her, bowling them over and then letting the bat loose. The swung guard glew across the vaulted hallway, screeching madly as he was impaled upon a flag pole, blood bubbling out of his mouth to turn his scream into a gurgle from the punctured lung she had gifted him.

Leaving that one to suffocate on his own blood, Ember followed up her home run strike with a blast of her own breath. Suddenly the hall was filled with the echoing screams of burning guards. Those leather suits seemed to be a lot more flammable than metal armor, and there was no less than four guards running in circles or rolling about trying to put themselves out.

She felt a charge building from behind her and turned, facing another unicorn that had entered, who was charging up a horn beam. Rather than dodging she walked towards him, utter calm on her face. She met the blast of energy half way, and showed him just how useless pony magic was against a dragon, much less the Dragon Lord herself, as she literally smacked the beam away with one hand, sending the energy off course and slicing the head off of another guard that had been coming up behind her.

Pulling her staff out again, she cracked him over the head with it. Once down upon his head, another flash of energy bursting from it, causing his horn, and his skull to crack quite loudly, splattering blood. She then smacked him upwards before he hit the ground, cracking against his jaw and breaking it so hard that it separated and left a trail of blood as it clattered across the floor. She followed up by punching him with her fist, sending him flying backwards and right out the window on the other end of the hall. He shattered through it and bellowed out a shriek the best he could as he fell several stories, followed by a dull thud and an end to his screams.

She turned around again, ready to take on more, but she was met with clattering swords and other weapons that had been dropped onto the floor before their owners turned tail and ran.

“Gods damnit,” muttered Garble, “She’s not leaving any for us! Again!”

He and Fizzle redirected the kamehamecanon towards the portal. He pulled the switch... and it sputtered rather pathetically.

“Shouldn’t it be good for two shots?” asked Fizzle nervously.

“It is good! I checked it myself!” Garble desperately checked the wires about the side, despite knowing very little about how it actually worked.

Sunburst staggered to his feet. His blurry eyes focused on the battle between the armored dragon and the rather outmatched harem boys, or what was left of it. It was rather over before he even had time to stand up; he wasn’t going anywhere near that. He looked over to the other dragons, who seemed too busy fiddling with the contraption to notice him.

He saw what they were planning on doing though and... he didn’t particularly want to stop them from doing it. In fact...

“Um, tip it over before you shoot it,” he offered.

“What?” Garble turned around and quirked an eyebrow.

“The source is at the bottom of the portal, you have to make sure to destroy it, as well as the entire gate.” Sunburst explained. “If you shoot it standing up, you’ll probably leave the base intact, so tip it over. T-that’s the first thing she’ll do when she realizes it’s not connected, she’ll try to link to the crystals in the base, so you want to make sure she can’t.”

“Aw, he’s so helpful,” said Fizzle. “And sorta cute. I really love the beard.”

“Stop fagging on ponies.” Garble grumbled, but then reluctantly agreed, “Yeah, makes sense I guess. “

Garble left the machine and heaved at the portal. It was quite a bit heavier than he thought, and Fizzle had to help him push it over. Once it crashed onto the ground, Garble went back to the canon, pulling the main shaft off its base so it would be against the floor to target the fallen portal.

This time it buzzed to life, and the bean shot solidly into the portal. It took a few seconds of pounding against it, but the base finally came apart, revealing a series of colorful gems inside, which quickly shattered. The magic protecting it fade, and the rest of the portal shattered. There seemed to be just enough energy to pull it off, as the kamehamecannon immediately fizzled, not even making it through the wall behind the portal.

Sunburst felt conflicted. Would that really keep Celestia out? It would sure as Tartarus delay her. He turned to where Ruby was laying, and blinked at what he saw.

She was sprawled onto her back, held down by the soldier that had been beneath her before. Apparently rather than fight, he decided he still wanted to get his rape on. He groaned heavily, arching his back as he sprayed his rape juice into her bleeding cunt, body shaking as he packed in his cum. He panted, and looked back up.

When he realized fully what was going on, he jumped up, sliding out of her in the process. “Oops.” he grunted, adopting his best ‘oh shit’ face.

“Done!” called Garble to Ember.

She turned, walking back towards them as well, “Honestly, I’m thinking we might could have just fought our way in, but I guess this was more my style anyway.” She glanced over at the only three living ones left in the room, Sunburst, the guard, and Ruby, the last of whom was still curled up in a sobbing ball on the floor and shivering, “Why are these three still alive?”

“Actually, that one sort of helped us,” Fizzle said, pointing at Sunburst.

“Don’t care,” said Ember, “I don’t want anyone alive that got a good look at the kamehamecannon, especially him. He looks smart enough to devise a defense.”

“Your magic!” Sunburst murmured over to the remaining guard while the dragons argued about their fate.

“Are you crazy?” the guard asked, wide-eyed “An armored dragon? She’s impervious to anything I can do even without armor!”

“Then don’t attack her directly!” Sunburst said. He wasn’t able to use powerful magic, but he knew how and what to use in any given situation. “Cave’s Ponderous Portal, I saw you use it a while back to blow yourself. Open up the portal right under her feet, with the other end of it directly above her head. Don’t give her any wiggle room between the two portals! I think I can... look close your eyes, then when I say, open them and cast the spell! Don’t question, just do it!”

What Sunburst lacked in magic, he did have in resources at the time, and he tugged a bright shimmering potion from his saddlebag. Never know when one of the castle guards would try to come onto him and he’d have to make a quick escape.

“What are you devils plotting over there?’ asked Ember at their murmuring, peering at them.

She looked about just as Sunburst threw a bottle up to her face. She caught it in her hand, looking at it confused for a second before it burst open, a glaring burst of light shining directly into her eyes.

“Now!” yelled Sunburst.

The guard opened his own eyes, and clenched his teeth as he tried to cast as quickly as he could.

It seemed to work; Ember took a step towards them, but suddenly the floor was simply not there in front of her. Caught off guard, she fell forward through the portal, immediately falling out of the portal directly above her. And through and through and through she went, at a velocity that would make landing very uncomfortable.

Of course she tried to use her wings immediately, but the short distance between the portals only gave her time to stretch them out enough to smack into the floor on her next pass. This earned a very loud “Fuck!” from her as she pulled them back.

She blinked her eyes, trying to see, and tried to grab the edge of the floor to swing against the ceiling, but misjudged the grab. Instead the movement just moved her head forward to smash it against the floor. She spun around dazed, then smacked her head against the floor on the other side the next pass, this time sending her helmet flying and clattering across the floor.

“Fuck... damnit... fuck... help me... you idi... “ She smashed her head again, then thrashed, swinging her limbs about wildly. She did manage to hook them on the edge, swinging herself on the edge so that she wouldn’t fall through the bottom again, which just sent her flying directly into a wall a few feet away at near terminal velocity.

She slammed into the wall, cracking it which was no small feat with a crystal wall, jamming one wing against it and literally leaving an imprint, several grotesque snaps ringing out as her wing bones gave way at several points. She was left with a crumpled wing, bone jutting through bleeding scales as she tried to stagger to her feet. It was no good, she fell to the ground and groaned, head still ringing from the multiple impacts, and spit a puddle of blood onto the floor.

Garble and Fizzle were pretty useless, having been blinded by the light themselves, and just now coming to.

“The Dragon Lord!” Fizzle shrieked, “We gotta get her out of here before more guards show up!”

In truth, there probably weren’t any guards on their way in, especially after the first ones fled. The standard tactic for a situation like this would be to try and surround the area and wait for them to emerge to take them all at once by surprise. They wouldn’t come in no matter how long it took, as they didn’t know the portal was gone. They probably figured Celestia would eventually come back and kill them herself.

Garble rubbed his eyes, though less from the burst of light, and more from that damned smell. Even now he couldn’t keep his dicks in. He looked at Ember, groaning on the ground there, clenching his teeth and fists tightly.

“Wait,” he said to Fizzle.

“Wait for what?” Fizzle tilted his head.

Garble decided to show more than tell, and moved towards where their leader was on all fours now on the floor. She was just looking back at her wing and almost shrieked when she saw how bad it was. Rather than helping her up, Garble stepped down on the broken wing as hard as he could.

“What the fuck, Garble!” she demanded, “I said kill them... then help me out of here!”

“Fuck that,” Garble kneeled, unlatching her chest armor, pulling it free and tossing it across the room to clatter across the floor after her helmet, “And fuck YOU! Literally... heh. I’m so hilarious.”

“Fizzle!” Ember called.

Fizzle was up on him as she asked, taking him by a shoulder and trying to tug him away rather gently. Before Fizzle could even speak to him though, he slammed Fizzle back against the nearby wall, very nearly leaving a second impact mark, hands around Fizzle’s throat and squeezing as hard as he could.

“You try and stop me again, and I will kill your faggot ass and fuck your corpse when I’m done knocking her up, GOT IT?” Garbles eyes were wide, pupils dilated, body shaking. He was beyond anything now, so deep into a breeding frenzy now that he probably really would rip his favorite boy toy apart.

Fizzle just squeaked and nodded his head, before Garble finally released his neck, instead dragging him across the floor, and more or less tossing him towards the remaining three ponies, “Foursome with this faggot, right now. Give me some porn to watch while I impregnate this whore cock-tease and I’ll let you live.”

Garble moved back to the groaning Ember again, unlatching her arm armor as well. She tried to swing at him, but he just responded by kneeing down on her good wing, folding it at an odd angle as well. She yelped, more in surprise that he was actually willing to break another bone than anything else, as her good wing splintered as well right at the joint where all the fingers met.

“Every time you resist, I’m gonna break something,” said Garble, “I’ll break every bone you have if I gotta, just as long as you can still hold my eggs in that hot royal cunt.”

“If you touch me again, I am going to fucking have you executed,” she said through clenched teeth as he tossed more of her armor away, quickly baring her body.

“Worth it,” he responded with no hesitation, truly mad now from his lust. He took a deep breath as he uncovered her slit, rolling his eyes back and running his tongue over her wet lips.

“I am your Dragon Lord!” Ember growled, pulling her hind legs together.

He responded as he promised, grasping the nearest arm, pulling it around and twisting it as hard as he could, not stopping when it snapped, twisting it around again until it looked like it might come completely loose.

“Right now, you are nothing but a PUSSY to me,” growled Garble, “Now spread those legs before I break 'em, female, I’m putting some eggs in that snatch whether you want it or not!”

“D-dragon Lord,” Fizzle squeaked, looking like he might start crying.

Ember clenched her teeth for a few more seconds, trying to resist tears herself, and then reluctantly breathed to Fizzle, “His mind’s gone. Do what he says for now. he’ll be easier to deal with once he’s... finished with this.” She also didn't want to test him as to if he'd break her remaining limbs or not.

Fizzle looked over at Sunburst, scratching the back of his head and chuckling somewhat awkwardly.

“I... sorta don’t like it... in the butt,” Sunburst said, pulling his hind legs together, not that that had kept him from getting it up the butt pretty regularly.

“Oh that’s fine, I’d sorta like you to uh... top,” he glanced him over, “You’re a really cute colt,” he blushed, then looked over to Ruby, “Oh um... but a female...”

Ruby caught on to his dilemma, and nodded a bit herself, “Oh... sure. You can um... have me up the rear and just... pretend I have a... dick? Oh and Mister Guard here... can help?”

“Oh well, okay,” Sunburst wasn’t extremely gay, but had no problem with a slut offering him an asshole to fuck either. That Fizzle though... he was way too nice, definitely not like the other dragons based on Sunburst’s research. Sunburst was sure he’d be dead and getting his corpse ass raped in no time flat. Even without Celestia around.

“Wow you guys are really nice,” Fizzle nodded.

Garble seemed to have forgotten about the porn show he’d demanded, taking deep breaths inches away from her juicy slit, taking in the pheromones until his whole body was shaking once again. He pushed his lips to her nether lips, slurping loudly. It tasted even better than it had when it had been indirect from Fizzle, and he immediately dove his tongue inside, scooping out her juice, rolling his tongue. He then pulled back, leaning his head back and gargling a maw full of her cunt juice before swallowing it down.

“Oh you have so been asking for this,” Garble panted as he crawled up onto her, rolling her further to lay upon her back.

She flinched at the pressure on her shattered wings. She was shaking too, but not from lust. There was pure rage boiling inside her, Garble could practically see it burning behind her eyes as he stared down at her, and would have been terrified if his mind weren’t warped with feral instinct. All he knew was that he needed to breed her right now.

As she clenched her jaw to keep from snarling, Garble slid both his shafts against her slit, feeling the warmth as her juice coating the throbbing dragon meat. He grinned widely as he pulled himself back, then slid a shaking head down to position his double cocks, one at her fertile slit, and one at her tight back door.

“This is what you wanted,” panted Garble, “That’s why you haven’t put out for anyone. You want a strong drake to hold you down and rape that drooling cunt full of his hatchlings. I can feel you shaking against me in lust, you slut. Admit it, this is the real reason you brought me, this is why you brought Fizzle to tease me with. You want this so bad it hurts, but you wanted me in a rage when I did it, you fucking pain slut.”

She just stared up at him with the same expression.

“Admit it NOW,” growled Garble, “Or I start breaking more bones.”

“Yes,” she barely got herself to say, “I have always really wanted you.” It wouldn’t have been very convincing, but he had it bad, his horny mind telling him that she was really into him.

“That’s right, this is what all dragonesses want,” he panted, “They don’t want us to mate like pansy ponies, they want to be pinned down by the strongest dragon and impregnated, that’s how it is.”

Ember grunted. He wasn’t entirely wrong. Dragons didn’t do mushy stuff or ‘mate’ like pansy ponies, many dragonesses, including herself, delighted in waggling their plots at a group of drakes and watching them fight over it. Even when she wanted a particular guy, it wasn’t even considered rude if another male dragged her aside and did it first. In fact, beating the crap out of other drakes and fucking the female they wanted regardless of her consent was the proper way to do it in their culture. The only reason Ember wasn’t used to being treated like this is because she had grown up as Dragon Lord Torch’s daughter and everyone had an unreasonable terror of him, but that annoyed her more than not.

In fact, the only reason Garble's 'comment' at the Gauntlet about him being the only one allowed to put eggs in her had made her mad is that it insinuated he would keep her to himself rather than competing with other drakes over her before raping her like was proper.The impregnating part of what Garble was doing wasn’t even illegal by their laws; rape was legal in any case that it would result in eggs. She would have thought it was hot as hell had he kicked everyone's ass, broke half her limbs, and violently raped her when they got home. Fuck, he could have done it to her on her own throne. She'd been looking forward to getting banged on her throne.

The breaking her bones part during a combat situation; well that was not only illegal, it was treasonous, and could even be construed as an assassination attempt. No one would bat an eye if she executed him for it.

She had intended on pinning down Fizzle after the meeting and having him impregnate her, and she had intended to do it right in front of Garble, but that would have been scandalous in her culture. She might have even felt bad after doing it. That's why she was waiting to do it when they were alone miles away from the empire. She could have ordered Fizzle to say he fought Garble for it, maybe acting outside his normal preference due to constantly smelling her on the trip, and no one would have believed Garble over her and Fizzle. Even with all that though, it would have turned her on a fuck-load if Garble had kicked Fizzle off her and forced it on her himself. It was strange to other creatures, but for dragons it was more how it was done than who did it.

Despite her rage, she was pragmatic about the situation. Even if he hadn’t been the one to best her, he did manage to pin her down, so she’d deal with having his eggs inside her. Though once they were back, she fully intended to have him deal with about two dozen drakes raping his ass before being skinned alive.

He pushed forward, his fuck flesh throbbing as it pushed apart her lips. He pushed deep, and probably would have gone balls deep in her cunt immediately, but his lower cock pounding its way into her ass was meeting with a bit more resistance. He moaned as he felt her encompass him, and seemed to be very close to just blowing his load right off, which she would have been more than fine with.

He sounded like he might cry in joy as he began to take long slow strokes, working his way into her until finally his belly was flush with hers, his balls laying against her tail. The shaft in her bum drooled happily at her tightness as it was forced in and out, his upper one even more happy inside her egg factory.

“I want to take my time,” he panted, “I want you to feel my dick for as long as you can, slut, and I know you wanna feel it.”

She wanted to remind him this was a battle and he didn't have the time, but she didn't want yet another bone broken.

The ridged dragon shafts popped against her lips and tight sphincter with each stroke, barbs dragging across her sensitive insides at the same time. She’d be lying if she said it didn’t feel good, especially since the sexual high was acting as a bit of a pain deterrent. Even though the rage never left her eyes, she did open her muzzle when he leaned down, returning a deep kiss, letting their tongues play together.

She clenched her legs about his hips, feeling the way they slid against her thighs with each of his thrusts, and she let her own hips push upwards against him, the strokes becoming heavier and heavier as they moved together. She reached her good arm down, grasping at his balls and massaging them roughly, the way dragons liked, as they swung and dripped with her cunt honey. Even she wasn’t sure if it was because she was getting into it or if she just wanted to get it over with. Her body was acting on its own now, as was his.

Garble was so fuck drunk now he could barely control his movements, breathing hotly into the kiss and his heart thumping so hard that it was echoing in his ear, pumping blood into those huge engorged shafts. It was incredible. Holding down a female that hadn’t chosen him was a power trip on its own, but this was the Dragon Lord. He was actually raping a clutch into the Dragon Lord’s cunt, he felt like he was going to pass out from the intensity.

“Aw yeah here it cums..” he groaned, “Time to pack you with my seed, Slut Lord. Then I’m gonna stalk you relentlessly, as soon as you have these and go back into heat, I’ll be fucking another clutch into this royal pussy.”

He pulled his shafts back further, letting the lower one pop out of her tail hole, then squeezing them together with one hand and pushing both into her pussy. He wasn’t planning on wasting a drop. He felt her stretch even more widely about his shafts and grasped her hips, beginning to slam his hips more violently.

She felt her body tensing up, and started to tear up a bit from the sheer effort of trying to avoid creaming herself for him. It was pointless though; her pussy was practically convulsing over those shafts. Her body wanted nothing more than to milk every last drop of cum from those balls, and his body wanted nothing more than to give it to her. Her own eyes were glazed over at this point, and this was feeling very good to her, her body ignoring the pain of her injuries in favor of getting the inside of her womb drenched in sperm.

Finally she couldn’t resist longer, letting her body go. Holding it back just made it hit harder, squirming on the floor as her pussy erupted, convulsing madly over his shafts as juice literally poured down his thighs. She pushed her lips to his, more eagerly, slurping him into another kiss, letting the sound of her moans rock through him. Her legs squeezed his hammering hips, and her good hand squeezed his ass, her tail coiling about his tightly.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, sounding less angry and more slutty for the moment, “Fuck that fertile jizz into my cunt, you stud, this IS just what I wanted, to be forced down and impregnated against my will.” She was far gone enough to forget that he was putting both their lives in danger by doing this.

Garble tensed up further as she gripped his ass hard, then finally blew over the edge himself, harder than he ever had before. He squealed like a school filly in bliss, shaking violently as he packed burst after burst of seed into her, double cocks flooding her entire system within seconds, her belly bulging out as he continued.

Her belly distended until she looked like she was carrying a dozen eggs, and he just kept slamming into her, that belly starting to jiggle and slosh about from the mass of fluid. Everything... her helplessness... her rank... all made this the best climax he had ever had, truly one worth dying for.

“Damn right that’s what you wanted,” Garble groaned, “Just cause you got a stick doesn’t mean you’re not a cock puppet like every other.”

While Garble was simultaneously impregnating Ember and digging himself an early grave, the others were enjoying themselves as well, even if by force.

Sunburst was getting a good look at Fizzle’s behind, and had to admit it was shapely as hell, the kind of plot that would make all but the straightest of dragons bend him over a rock. No doubt sluts like him were an important part of dragon culture for all the pent-up males that weren’t strong enough to win time with a female. He didn’t know how right he was; Fizzle was the type to attend battles over female dragons hoping that he’d get gang-fucked by the males that lost, and often he was actively invited to be there.

Ruby Love was also eyeing Fizzle’s bottom half, but what she noticed were the twin cocks hanging out, “Oh, uh, not sure if I can take two at once in one hole... maybe Mister Guard can help accommodate one?”

The guard sputtered, “What? No way, I’m not gay!” This guy must be fairly new-ish.

“Well I could tell the red dragon that you didn’t cooperate,” Ruby said, just a bit vindictively, “He’d kill you first, so you wouldn’t have to feel it when he fucked your asshole.”

The guard swallowed, then spoke between clenched teeth, “Fine.”

Ruby nodded to Fizzle, then slowly sat down, cringing a bit at the blood that was covering most of the floor, but rolling over onto her back and splaying out her legs. The guard was reluctant, but at least this way he’d still be facing the girl he had been happily boning before. He slide up onto her, pushing her legs further apart and grinning as he pushed his shaft back against her still-drenched cunt, moaning happily as he felt her folds envelope his shaft once again.

His smile faultered just a bit when he felt scales pressing against his back, Fizzle sliding his claws over the stallion’s plot appreciatively before pushing his own shafts forward. It was a bit of a stretch, and he had to pull the two beneath him together as hard as he could, but he managed to push one tip against each of their holes. Ruby just relaxed and let him slide through her tight ring and into her tailhole, though the guard tensed as his completely dry ass was invaded. The draconic shafts were more tapered, but a good deal more girthy near the base, not to mention being ridged and barbed to an extent that stallions could only dream.

“Love your ass...” Fizzle whispered in the guard’s ear before slurping it into his maw affectionately. Sadly the guard didn’t seem to appreciate the kind statement.

Fizzle also raised his own tail to Sunburst. Even if Sunburst weren’t too keen on it, his cock was rock hard due to Ember’s rather juicy sounding rape occurring mere feet away from them. Sunburst slid up behind the white dragon, the thick scaly tail wrapping affectionately about his hips as he drew closer, and pushed his tip against Fizzle’s behind. It gave more easily than the guard’s, both more well fucked and larger, and Sunburst purred at the warmth as it surrounded him.

Fizzle turned about to kiss Sunburst, surprising the stallion, but he returned it all the same. Fizzle whispered before he turned back around, “Fuck my ass hard, like the fag cum bucket I am.”

Sunburst blushed at such words, definitely not used to a male that wanted to be fucked by him rather than pin him down. He turned his head a bit so he could watch the pussy-pounding next to them, since Fizzle had faced himself away from it, and drew back his hips, before slamming forward as hard as he could, working immediately into hard hammering motions.

Fizzle groaned and rolled his eyes back, drooling profusely. He didn’t fuck the ponies under him so much as he rammed his ass back against the stallion behind him, his cocks just happening to cram the two plots beneath him as he thrusts away. Still, his cocks throbbed happily in their chosen orifices, coating their insides with spots of precum from Sunburst’s shaft grinding against his prostate.

Ruby was able to relax a great deal more now, feeling the shafts grinding against her pliable insides a bit more gently than before, even rocking her hips against them and writhing a bit as she let the pleasure push up through her and cloud her mind. It was easier to enjoy both because the huge cock stretching out her ass belonged to a seemingly nice male, and because the guard’s face above her looked like he was getting more pain from behind than pleasure in front.

She stroked down the guard’s body, gripping against his behind, then leaned up to give him a somewhat mocking kiss, getting a better look at the humiliation in his eyes in the process, as well as letting him taste his friend’s cum taste in her muzzle.

The guard’s shaft pulsed stiffly enough, the mare’s tunnel squeezing and rolling across his staff more enthusiastically now, but at the same time Fizzle was pounding him rather hard from behind, not even noticing as blood began to drool from the guard’s eyes, dripping down onto the lower cock. The harder Sunburst let loose, the harder Fizzle’s movements were, and the more it seemed to hurt, and it sure didn’t feel like it was getting better as he couldn’t keep himself from clenching his sphincter with all his might.

“Oh goddess,” groaned Sunburst, “Your ass is better than most pussies I’ve had...” Sunburst enjoyed it more and more, eventually not needing to watch Ember’s situation to stay hyped, and rubbing his head against Fizzle’s as if to cuddle him. The dragon turned about again, kissingmore, this time Sunburst being far more enthusiastic, lapping his tongue against the dragon’s much longer one as it rolled about his gums.

Fizzle was having a great time either way, legitimately ordered by the Dragon Lord to have an orgy with two stallions and one mare that he could pretend was a stallion. His whole body was shaking, drool dribbling from his maw, seemingly able to get into things every bit as much as a horny drake drunk on the smell of cunt. He smacked his ass back and forth, letting it bounce between Sunburst’s and Ruby’s enthusiastic thrusts, his body tensing more with each stroke into his cock-loving ass.

Though Fizzle thought he was being gentle, he was used to having happy-gay-fuck-time with strong dragons with armored scales. He grasped the guard’s plot more firmly, not even noticing when his claws sank into the guard’s flank like jagged nails, blood streaming down his thighs. Ruby realized this though and groaned, placing her own hooves atop Fizzle’s claws to drag them up and down, making them tear into more soft pony flesh. The claws only stopped going deeper when they met the stallion’s thigh bones.

Ruby also suspected that Fizzle didn’t realize how much he was hurting the guard, despite the fact that the stallion was now screaming up a storm, crying an awful lot more than Ruby had been when he had her pinned down. She pushed her muzzle around the guard’s head, licking Fizzle’s muzzle and whispering, “This guy really likes his neck bitten hard, he can’t get off without it.” She then pulled her head back, turning the guard’s head slightly now with her bloody hooves to give access to the soft part of his throat for Fizzle.

Fizzle didn’t question it; he liked having his neck bitten hard too after all. He may not have been dominant, but he was nice, so he wanted the guard to be able to get off. Before the stallion could protest, Fizzle sank his teeth into the guard’s neck, two rows of upper teeth grinding against the back of the guard’s neck, even as his lower fangs sank into the soft of his neck, causing his protests to be reduced to gags before he could make them.

Ruby kissed the guard, licking up some of the blood forming in his muzzle, and silently mouthed the words ‘Fuck off and die’ as she watched a bit more gleefully than even she felt she should.

It was perfect timing, as soon Fizzle was too far gone to even realize that he tasted blood, body wrecked with climax from Sunburt’s expanding flare grinding against his prostrate. His asshole rolled and convulsed over the pony shaft as he went over the edge, claws clenching and teeth only digging deeper, the guard’s eyes rolling back and face turning rapidly bluer.

Fizzle’s cocks firing off was more a side-effect from his anal orgasm, but he definitely loaded both the asses with dragon cream. Ruby enjoyed the filling immensely, her own pussy exploding all over the guard’s shaft as she felt herself filled up to the brim and overflow around the tight penetration.

Fizzle pulled his head back as he came, tightly clenched teeth ripping out the guard’s throat as he ripped back, and suddenly found himself getting sprayed down with the guard’s blood. Ruby did as well, but she enjoyed it a bit more, practically creaming herself again as the guard got his comeuppance, opening her mouth and letting his blood pool before guzzling several mouthfuls of it.

Sunburst got a bit of a spray too, but he was used to getting randomly sprayed with gore after working for Celestia a bit, and just concentrated on Fizzle’s hot gay ass, the convulsing shit hole sending him over the edge as well, cock flaring up fully and blasting a load into Fizzle’s cum trap, moaning and clenching his teeth as she enjoyed shooting off into the dragon.

“Sorry!” Fizzle said, “Oh wow sorry!” even as he came down off his fuck high, he sort of patted the guard’s fountain of a throat as if he thought that would help. “Um...” He clamped his jaws around the guard’s neck more fully, this time twisting and the guard’s neck and then twisting his own head to snap the guard’s spine and put him more quickly out of his misery.

And, since while he was a nice guy, he was also a dragon, he figured he may as well have a bite. He pulled the freshly dead horse off to the side, slipping away from his other two partners, laying the guard out and licking his lips.

“Oh... you guys don’t mind if I eat your friend do you?” Fizzle asked, “He’s like... dead anyway... so...”

“Not my friend,” panted Ruby.

“Um, that’s fine,” said Sunburst, awkwardly, “Uh, chow down to your heart’s content, plenty of uh... dragon food in here.” He then looked over at Garble, who was just finishing up raping a fertile load into the leader of his species, “Well uh... looks like you had fun too... you gonna kill her?”

“What?” Garble grunted, arching an eyebrow at Sunburst as he stood up and dropped Ember back to the floor like a used cumrag, “I just fucking knocked her up! Why would I kill her? Do ponies kill mares they just knocked up?”

“Um, sometimes?” Sunburst rubbed the back of his head.

“See I told you they were fucked up,” he said to Ember like he hadn’t just used her and left her broken and squirming on the floor, “Glad you finally gave in and invaded?” he smirked, “Not as glad as you are that I just rammed a clutch into you though, right? Heh. I’m still hilarious.”

“Mmm yes,” Ember squirmed, the pain coming back in force now that her pussy got the fertile load it wanted, sounding less convincing again, “Think I’ll... fuck you again... when we get home... for the hell of it.” It wasn’t easy being nice now that she was coming down, but she didn’t want him to flee. “Fizzle?”

She looked over at Fizzle, who was a bit distracted gutting the guard, not really hearing her because he just rammed his head into the stallion’s gut and ripped out a bit strand of tasty intestines. She groaned, may as well let him eat, he’d need the strength to lug her back home if Garble got wise and fled.

“Fucking something while it dies does sound kinda fun right now though,” Garble smirked, “Nothing like a good meal when coming down of a breeding high.”

Garble turned and looked at Ruby Love, who took a few seconds to register what he’d just said before she squealed and turned to run. He snapped forward, grabbing her by a leg and yanked her back so hard that it literally snapped out of the joint.

“No no!” Ruby screamed, “There are like a dozen dead guards in here, why are you eating me?!”

“Because they can’t squirm, duh,” Garble grunted, twisting her about so that she landed on her back once again. "Ponies taste better when they're alive."

“It’s not fair!” she shrieked as fresh tears rolled down her face, “I was going to be Warden! He’s the one that’s supposed to be dead!”

“Yeah, well mares are more tender,” said Garble, “So sucks to be you.”

Garble grabbed her around her hips, grabbing her good leg and yanking it out of joint as well, leaving her with two hind legs kicking randomly rather than doing what she wanted. His still solid shafts flopped out against her belly, sliding back a bit, then pulling her back against him. His hefty dragon cocks pushed inside her freshly stretched holes, and he rolled his eyes back just a bit as he felt the pony meat surround both of them.

“Mmm, hot cunt you got,” Garble growled, “Too bad for you I can’t knock this one up.”

“Uh, mind if I um... take her other end? Heh...” Sunburst asked. Well she was nice, but she WAS sort of his replacement, and with the possibility of Celestia not returning for a while, he might could actually keep the position. And it wasn’t like she wasn’t going to die anyway.

“What?” Garble looked at Sunburst like his head had started rotating, “What the... fuck... sure dude, I guess, if you wanted a go at her, may as well do it while she’s warm. I’m gonna be eating on her though...”

“Oh uh, that’s fine,” Sunburst said, moving to her other end.

“Wha...?” Ruby looked at Sunburst, her face etched as much now with betrayal as fear, “But... I... you...”

“No hard feelings.. and sorry if my dick tastes like dragon ass.” Sunburst apologized, pulling her muzzle open all the way and holding it such with his telekinesis. He could feel her trying to bite down as hard as she could as he pushed his cock into her maw, but it was no use. He cooed slightly as he pushed into her throat, feeling her gag around him and panting softly as he began to thrust, the shape of his shaft bulging out her neck.

Garble leaned down and tore a chunk of meat from her chest, chewing on it open mouthed as he looked at Sunburst like he was crazy, or crazier than him, still plowing her holes as hard as he could, claws tearing into her hind legs. He mmmed as he licked his lips.

Sunburst was a bit curious, and figured he may as well try it, so he leaned down as well, tearing a smaller loose chunk from the wound Garble had left, shivering as he felt Ruby’s screams vibrating up through his shaft as he throat-fucked the dying mare. He chewed on it a bit, swallowing it down, “Not bad...”

“Fuck man!” Garble snarled, “Can you stop being fucked up for ten seconds?”

“I’m fucked up?” Sunburst said, “You’re the one that started eating her!”

“I’m a gods damned predator,” Garble swallowed down the tender meat, “It’s practically my purpose to murder herbivores. You’re cannibalizing your own kind! You should be trying to save her tight ass so she’ll let you knock her up in thanks!”

“Oh um,” Sunburst realized he had a point, but didn’t stop thrusting into the screaming mare all the same, “I guess Celestia really is rubbing off on me... but can’t dragons eat gems instead of ponies?”

“We like gems,” grunted Garble, “But there sure as fuck aren’t enough of them to feed us three meals a fucking day.” He leaned forward and snapped at Sunburst, “Once we’ve crushed your puny fucked-up civilization, you’ll all be nothing but prey running scared through the woods as they overgrow the ruins of your pansy assed cities!”

That did slow down Sunburst’s thrusting, and he realized it would be a very good idea to run while Garble was busy. He tried to back away, but Garble’s claw grabbed his front leg in a flash, growling, “Oh no you don’t.”

Oh well, he had been expecting to die anyway, and wasn’t getting out of the dragon’s grasp... so may as well. He grasped her sobbing head with his other hoof, and renewed his thrusting.

“Hey Fizzle,” Sunburst said, “Uh, would you mind making sure I don’t suffer if this guy tries to eat me?”

“Huh? Oh sure!” Fizzle answered. He was glad to do a favor for his new friend!

Though right now he was busy. While Garble was continuing to get all the fuck out of his system, Fizzle had moved over to Ember, concern in his eyes as he carefully rolled her over onto her chest, pulling her wings slowly from their wadded up state. It was actually imperative for him to do so. Dragons had decent regeneration skills, but it meant that if he didn’t pull them back into their natural locations, they’d heal into their disjointed shapes, and they’d end up having to break them again to fix her.

“I’m so sorry,” Fizzle whispered as he moved to her arm, having to untwist it a full four times to put it into some semblance of what it was. “I feel awful I couldn’t stop this.”

“Not your fault,” panted Ember. “I’ll ... do something nice for you when I’m better.” If he were straight, she’d have offered to give him an advantage in putting the next batch in her, but that might terrify him more than make him feel appreciated. “I’ll um... you can tell me which drakes you like that haven’t wanted a go at you and um... I’ll order them to fuck your faggot ass silly.”

“Really?” Fizzle’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Thank you!”

Garble was meanwhile distracted by ripping chunks out of Ruby. He wasn’t intentionally trying to extend her suffering, but he sure wasn’t trying to ease her passage either. She watched out of the corner of her eyes as Garble ripped her gut open, pulling out her intestinal tract and gnawing it down, only leaving enough for him to continue fucking her ass, mmm-ing the whole time. He pulled out her womb next, cum drooling from it down his cheek as he gnawed it, leaving her fuck-tunnel, his cocks now visible through her tightly stretched flesh with one cock tip poking out through her cervix, which was now the door to nothing at all.

“Aw yeah, die in agony while I stuff your throat, bitch...” Sunburst didn’t quite catch himself from saying that out loud, “I’d fuck your corpse-cunt next except it doesn’t look like he’s left enough of it to do so.”

“Stop. Being. Fucked. Up,” muttered Garble with his mouth full of Ruby’s stomach.

Sunburst looked down, using his telekinesis to rip upwards through Ruby’s throat, not for mercy, but because he wanted to see his cock stretching out her esophagus. His wasn’t as impressive as a dragon cock, but it still brought a grin to his face now that he was really getting into it.

“Yeah yeah, Celestia’s rubbing off on me a whole buckload,” Sunburst sighed, “Mind if I rip out her heart and chew on it while she can still watch?”

“Go for it, dude,” Garble grunted, more distracted now by his throbbing cocks getting close to another load, scarfing down one last piece of meat before arching his back, gripping what was left of her flanks hard and pile driving his cocks into her fuck tunnel and the chunk of her intestines, which were basically the only organ parts left in her lower body. “Come on pony slut, die for me, I like to cream in freshly dead corpses.” It was okay for him to say that, apparently, and to be fair it was slightly less fucked up than if he were doing it to his own kind.

Sunburst grabbed her heart with his teeth, but had to use his magic to pull on it hard enough to actually rip it out. He stuffed it into his maw with magic and gnawed on the still pumping organ, grinning around it as he looked down at Ruby, her expression one of disbelief and abject horror as her eyes focused on her own heart, then glazed over, her face freezing with the delicious expression on it.

Sunburst had never actually gone this far with anypony before, and was surprised at how good it felt to watch a completely innocent pony die with his cock in her. He groaned loudly and came hard, ropes of thick pony seed spraying out of the bottom of her throat-fucking tube where her stomach use to be, splattering into her guts to pool there, swirling white and red as it mixed with the insides that she had that weren’t in Garble’s bulging stomach.

Garble was short to follow, still somehow having a flood of cum to shoot into the rapidly cooling corpse, roaring happily as he continued to pump his hips, and collectively the two males managed to fill her cadaver with cream, leaving a nice soup in her hollowed out gut

“If you’re done fucking around,” panted Ember, who had managed to stand up with Fizzle’s help, “Kill the last one, QUICKLY. We need to leave.”

“Wait! I can help you!” Sunburst yelped even as Garble stood up, yanking him off from Ruby and curling his other claw around his neck. “You don’t understand! Most ponies still hate Celestia! Why just crush the civilization when you can RULE it in her place!”

“Stop,” Ember growled, a split second before Sunburst’s head would have been popping off and hitting the ceiling.

“What? No!” said Garble, “You can trust anything this sick fuck has to say! This is the guy that just cannibalized a pony’s heart!”

“Well... technically she’s was a CRYSTAL pony, who are inferior to unicorns, ” Sunburst tried to play it off as best he could, “Really I was just watching over them until Celestia was done with the changelings, then we were going to kill them all anyway. They’re really more trouble to us than they’re worth.”

Ember just stared at him, not looking like she bought it, but also not telling Garble to snap his neck again yet.

“Y-you could keep the crystal ponies as your food herd, just gotta breed them fast enough, and we can provide magic for that!” Sunburst continued, “Look, Celestia WILL get back, it’s going to take her a while, but that just means she’s gonna be super pissed when she does get back. Believe me, whatever resistance you have, it’s not enough to stop her on your own. She is quite literally a god now... and has absorbed enough non-pony that she doesn’t have to rely on pony magic to fight you. But if you had her own armies at your back, not to mention the remaining changelings who would be very amicable after you stopped their genocide, you’d have a much better chance!”

“Crystal?” Garble said, “Eh... it DID taste better than other ponies I’ve eaten, to be honest...”

“Changelings are useless,” Ember rolled her eyes, “All their queens are dead, they’ll be dead in a generation even if I ‘save’ them. Besides, there are dragons the size of your houses, what do we have to fear?”

“No, one is still alive!” Sunburst shook his head, “The BIG queen, Celestia kept her alive so she would have to watch her race die, but if we got her reconnected...” He added a bit more quietly, “And, I apologize for calling your bluff, but I’m one of the very few ponies that have really studied dragons, and while I still don’t know a lot, I do know that dragons past a certain age can shrug off the Dragon Lord’s call and pretty much ignore you. In fact, they virtually always do; your father was highly unusual in keeping his position so long after becoming overgrown and infertile. All the other big ones will be too busy snoozing on some mountain top to come to your aid, even if their whole race is dying.”

“Yes... yes they would... and she would owe me big time,” Ember sighed, “Keep him alive, Garble. He’s coming with us.”

“Eh, if you say so,” Garble put him down

Though when Garble turned to look at Ember, it reminded him of what he’d done just a bit earlier. And he had finally fucked enough to get out of the frenzy she’d put him in. His eyes got slowly larger.

“Don’t even think about it,” Ember warned, seeing the look in his eyes. “Fizzle, whats-your-name, hold him down.”

“Fuck this!” Garble turned tail and ran a few feet, then skidded to a halt, realizing that all the exits were most certainly rigged to explode by this point, as crazy as these ponies were, and probably the shaft up through the castle as well. He turned around, “We can’t get out of here anyway at this point!”

“That’s sorta your fault,” said Fizzle, flattening his ears.

“Well we would still stand a chance if MOST OF MY FUCKING LIMBS WEREN’T BROKEN!” Ember screamed. It was one thing to plow through a dozen ponies that were caught off guard, but she didn’t think two average dragons and one bad-ass but crippled one could win in a fight against a prepared pony army. There were probably literally a hundred waiting for them just outside every exit from the castle.

“No we can! Um...” Sunburst said, “I can tell them to stand down?”

“You sure your fellow psychopaths would do so? They might kill you for the hell of it,” Ember glared. “Even if not, face it, the most logical assumption is that I told you to say that in exchange for your life.”

“Okay, there’s another way!” said Sunburst, “We could teleport! I mean pony teleportation will still work on you if you don’t have your defenses charged.”

“So you can teleport us then?” Ember asked.

“Um, well no,” Sunburst scratched the back of his head nervously, “I know a lot about magic but... not so good at using it.”

“Well sounds like we’ll have to try our luck with you as a hostage!” Ember snarled.

“No!” said Sunburst, “I’m not the only pony in the castle! I mean the guards fled but... I sent a unicorn to the dungeon earlier, he could teleport us! We just have to break him out and get him outside of the null field in their cells! He’ll help us for sure!”

“Can they teleport all four of us with themselves?” Ember stared at him intensely.

“Well, three of us,” said Sunburst, “I um, don’t think your red friend will be willing to take his defenses down and go with you. He might want to take his chances making a run for it.”

“You got any secret passages to the outside?” Garble asked.

“Not a chance in hell!” Ember glared at Garble, who was still backing away slowly.

“I spared your fucking life, pony!” Garble screamed, “You owe me!”

“No, I spared his life when I told you to stop,” said Ember, “YOU would have been fucking his severed head all the way home.”

“I know you’re mad at him, and with good reason,” Sunburst said quietly. “But I... just don’t think there’s anything we can do about that right now.”

Ember sighed. She knew Fizzle and this pony that couldn’t even use pony magic would not be able to take on Garble for her. Her only choice was to leave him and hope he didn’t get out alive.

“Take me to the dungeon, pony.” Ember sighed. “Garble, consider yourself an exile. That includes Equestria when I take over. If you live and I ever see you again, I will make Celestia jealous with the torment I unleash on you. UNDERSTAND?”

“But...” Fizzle sniffled.

“I’m sorry Fizzle,” Ember’s expression softened, she knew he liked Garble, at least in bed, “You can stay with him if you want and I won’t hold it against you... but I’m still killing him if he comes back, and I don’t think you deserve to live out there in some crap third-world griffin shithole or something.”

Fizzle looked like he considered it, tearing up a bit as he tapped his hands together nervously.

Garble just clenched his fists, his voice sinking in a way very much unlike him, “I never told you Fizzle, but... I fuck females to make eggs... but... I always really l... liked you.” He sighed, “And because of that... I won’t let you stay with me. I’d get you killed even if we made it out.” he shrugged, his voice moving back to its normal gruffness, “Besides, you don’t want to miss getting fucked by any straight drake you want when you get home, so enjoy that.” he narrowed his eyes at Ember, “And YOU... enjoy having hatchlings that look like me.”

“Fuck off,” Ember grunted, “Plenty of other red drakes that will claim them if I command it.” She glanced at Fizzle, “Set the self-destruct on the kamehamecannon.” then turned back to Sunburst “Pony?”

“Um right,” Sunburst said, feeling a bit sick at his stomach now that he had had some time to reflect on his actions. He wasn’t far gone enough yet that he couldn’t recognize his own creeping sickness. He tried not to look at Ruby’s remains as he stepped over them and went towards the corner exit.

Sunburst was right; Neon Lights was more than happy to assist, though Sunburst may have bent the truth about the permanence of Celestia’s current location. And now they were all in the prison office, outside of the spell and ready to go.

And it was definitely time to go, from the sounds of commotion upstairs.

Neon stood in the middle of the group, Glass Slipper now on his back. There was no way he was leaving her here for angry guards to rape for stress-relief. Surely he could just teleport back to his own house once his magic regenerated enough.

Around him, the others were tightly packed together, Ember and Fizzle on either side, and Sunburst smushed together with them in the front. It was taking Neon a good while to build up enough power to teleport them all. He knew how to teleport, and how to take others with him, but he wasn’t exactly a full-fledged mage either. He probably wouldn’t have been able to do it at all without some pointers from Sunburst on magical efficiency and building magical charges.

Either way, Sunburst felt real good about this. Celestia would be gone for probably a month after she realized the portal was closed, unless she was packing some sort of power he was totally unaware of.

Surely they could work up some kind of a trap in that time. He already had ideas for it. All they had to do is make sure the easiest return point was somewhere less than ideal, like inside a volcano, to increase the chance that she’d end up somewhere terrible when linking back.

He took a deep breath as he felt the charge building up around them, “Finally... after so long... it seems like it might be okay. This is the first time I’ve felt good about the future in a long time.”

Then with a flash, they were in the throne room. Now to let everyone know the good--- wait what's with all the screaming?

As Sunburst looked up from where he landed, his eyes fell upon the largest alicorn he had ever seen, a red head with empty blood red eyes staring down at him, cackling with a wicked grin stretched across her face that would have put Celestia to shame. Behind her was a wave of undead ponies shambling in through the shredded throne room doors, and he could see more behind them that had stopped to simultaneously rape and eat their victims, royal guard and changeling soldiers alike.

If that wasn't enough, he could barely hear the rear throne room doors shaking from impacts beneath the screams of panic from behind him, followed by an explosion from behind him as shards of wood and guts covered the throne room like a mist..

"Oh this is just not fair..." sighed Sunburst.