4 Villainesses vs Dusk Shine

Wrath of the Goddesses

Silhouette

Dusk screamed as he was dragged through darkness, the feeling of the harsh pull on his lower limbs made his whole body ached with pain. His mind was on the breaking point, with no signs of recovery. His body demanded rest but was pushing its limits. And with his inevitable turn with the final Goddess, he prayed that if this was truly it, Death would be quick.

Darkness surrounded him. Pure, horrific, desolate and black void… all around and no light at all. He was left there, in the darkness. Was this death? Was this what the final goddess did? Kill him? Was this… purgatory? Was this… the after life? No… this couldn’t be for him. Not for someone like him.

“Dusk, Dusk, Dusk, don’t you know?” Her unmistakable voice pierced the darkness, “You never will come to understand the darkness inside.” From the void, the form of Silhouette somehow came to view, though her greenish eyes with smog trails pierced the darkness first. “But unlike the others, they stalled and didn’t act fast.” She said this, as Dusk began to retort and charge his horn. Black tendrils wrapped around him, forcing him down. The shadows immediately wrapped his frame and barrel until he was forced onto his back. The tendrils of darkness then wrapped around his mouth, muffling his screams of anger and pain.

“What they squandered-” she spoke through a hiss like a snake, without all the venom ready to strike, “-in their constant monologue, is the fact that you are at your breaking point.” As she called upon her dark magic, she ensnared her black tendrils around Dusk’s sheathe, where it housed his protective cock. He was not even remotely hard, let alone aroused. He was spent, tired, and pissed the fuck off. Yet that did not matter to the demigoddess. She had control here; she, like the others, invigorated Dusk with her magic, allowed him to be bathed in it, the darkness pooling around him like cold water.

His fur rippled with the magic while his skin crawled as if ants covered his body. She moved her magic around his sheathe, slowly working his shaft within his sleeve. Her magic cascaded over his balls, rejuvenating them to regain the swimmers lost in the previous batch.

She appeared over him, slowly and teasingly pulling one leg over the other side of him so that she stood over his body. He glared up with venomous rage at her, as her body was all that consumed his vision. She was preparing herself, using her own shadows to rub her marehood, rubbing her lips.

Meanwhile her dark magic had managed to fully reinvigorate him, making it feel like he had never spilled a single drop in the first place, just like the others did to him.

“Oh, the darkness fuels you, Dusky.” She purred, giving small hisses between as her marehood dripped honey over his erecting cock. “You know it, remember it, and even have a bit of it in you.”

He muffled out as best he could a swear, twisting and turning in the bonds that refuse to break. She flashed a fanged grin at him. “See, you still have some in you. I mean what good mother or parents figure would teach their sweet little colt how to swear?”

She swayed her hips over his cock, allowing her secretions to drip over more than just his cock, cold juices falling on him. They dripped over his balls, his lower abdomen and gave a small buck of her ips forward, flicking a string of juices to land on his stomach and chest. This didn’t excite him, rather he looked more annoyed.

But his twitching shaft said otherwise, at least to Silhouette. Pre was forming at the tip, but was getting coated and mixed in with the dark mare’s secretions. The Queen of Shadows had finally finished her small foreplay and put her pussy directly on the top of his dick. He groaned in disgust and annoyance at having to again feel the lips of another villain. This one was different though as they were from each other. Nightmare’s was hard and a bit cold, Eris had an odd feeling as herself with the unique fluids that fell from her body and Chrysalis had such weird feeling texture in her own pussy. Silhouette was cool but not unbearably cold, more like the first few seconds of a touching water. Her fluids were cooler than her actual pussy.

As she lowered herself on him, he groaned more, feeling his shaft getting squeezed by the mare, being the most tight of the four of them, albeit she was less warmer than the others have been. She hissed loudly, feeling her pussy spread over his large cock and expanding her walls to accommodate him. She felt heat radiating off his organ as it continued to sink into her lukewarm walls.

Dusk shook his head, trying to rid of the feeling of her body forcefully creating pleasure to his organ. Dopamine filled his body to try and become stimulated with the rest of his body, as her tight walls squeezed his organ. She must have never been laid at all or, no matter who she laid with her walls always remained this tight.

Either way, she sank all the way down until her pussy lips met his crotch. A clear outline of his cock could be seen through her lower abdomen and crotch. She was moaning loudly at having been fully stuffed with the young stallion’s cock. She dared not admit she was never touched like this before but she will admit that he was more stallion than most were at the Crystal Empire. To have this magnificent male inside of her, ready to fill her womb with seed, potentially giving her a foal far more powerful then herself, made all the efforts of not being able to conquer the Empire worth it. Now, she had power, now she was with partners and now, she would succeed!

She gave small movements forwards and back, feeling his cock touch all of her walls. A gasp left her as his tip was brushing her most sensitive areas and she released more of her juices to dribble down his spire and onto his crotch.

“Ohhh… the feelings you give me,” she said in a low whisper. “I have never had a stallion like this, make me feel like this.” She sighed and raised her hips, with only half of his cock in her before she lowered it, once more expanding herself. “Hmmm, you are truly gifted Dusk, all that power, all that magic,” She looked down at him, lowering her head to his. Her crimson eyes met his violet eyes, though she saw no lust or pleasure. Instead, she saw anger and annoyance, but she merely flashed him a dark grin. She lowered his head over to his head, letting her long almost draconic tongue last on his muzzle mouth and dragged it up to his face. From his snout to his eyes and up his horn, she allowed his face to be bathed by her tongue.

“I want you to remember this, Dusk.” She stated, confidently and with villianess pride. “That when we stand upon our thrones, when we conquer this land and its inhabitants, you will be watching from the sides.”

A shot of dark magic came from her horn and hit his own horn. Dusk’s eyes went wide and soon, dark magic flowed through his body, as horrific visions played.

Silhouette rose once more and slammed her body down onto him, earning a grunt but nothing else, as she groaned in ecstasy at his organ deep within her body. Her body squeezed and tightly held his cock, trying to already milk him dry and quench her fires with seed. Juices squirted from her cunt, cascading his lower half with her juices.

As she continued to ride him, the nightmares she provided with him began and played in horrid fashion.

In his mind, Dusk was filled with the visions of a dark and bleak future, world where they had won. The world in darkness of Eternal night, the moon bright and strong in its light, bathing it in dark and cold. Upon its service, the unmistakable shape and colors of Celestia were imprinted on the moon.

From his eyes, he saw ponies of many kinds, in some kind of horror of sorts.

Chrysalis’s changelings were forcefully raping themselves onto mares and stallions of varieties. Mass orgies mixed with changelings were seen across fields, with unending moans of unwanted pleasure. Those that couldn’t fornicate were stuffed into pods and were drained of their love. Chrysalis herself was in her hive, where his friends were stuffed into pods. While in the pods though, they were deep into sleep, being filled off erotic dreams, while changelings were fucking their unconsious forms. Chrysalis had Shining Armor under hypnosis, staying by her like a loyal pet and playing with his erect cock. Meanwhile, she cackled evilly as Princess Cadence was tied on a leash, pulling her close as the mad queen had her eating out of her cunt. She was matted from head to hooves in the queen’s greenish fluids.

Eris had her own part of Equestria, with other species as her play things. She sat upon a throne made of candy and other sweets, while a huge dick shaped donut plunged into her gaping pussy causing quite literal rivers of strawberry juices to pour out of her. The river let into pipes where many ponies were underneath the pipes and were being bathed in her sweet juices. Many were suffocating under the heavy amount of fluids in their bodies but Eris prevented them from drowning. Along with ponies, griffins, buffalo, deer and other species were being drowned in her secretions of strawberry or she was playing with them in some way or form.

Nightmare Moon was in Canterlot, sitting on the throne where Celestia once sat. But instead of the room decorated in bright colors and murals of ponies like himself and others, it was dark and cold. Banners of her insignia were placed all over, cold flames filled torches across the hallways. From her throne, she had a bunch of nobles fucking each other senseless, many with their distate amongst other equines like those below poverty lines or other creatures as well. She had Blueblood much like Cadence on a leash, though he was not eating her pussy out, rather he was just her hoof stool when she was laying against her throne and rubbing her pussy. She gleamed as she sprayed the useless prince in her cum, marking him as her own play thing and enjoying the theater that she had.

Lastly, was Queen Silhouette. The Crystal Empire was hers! She ruled it all! But she ruled her much more cruelly than the others. Half the populace was under direct control, having to wear helmets that took away the free will of the ponies. Those ones were forced to mine for crystals or be her enforcers. Most were males that served under her. She forced the males to mount any female that they came across and fill them with their seed. A mare couldn’t walk the streets without having a male already mounting her or, her holes already stuffed to the brim with seed pouring out of their bodies. The Queen herself sat on her throne, riding Dusk’s cock, moaning in glorious ecstacy, as she watched the world come to fruition.

She leaned over Dusk, seeing his fear and torment, at this twisted and dark fantasy that was happening. “This is the future, my young Dusk. This is our future and you will watch as it happens.” With that, she began to ride him fast and hard, earning a painful groan from him. She had him in a displaced time, for he felt like he had been there for days, but it was only an hour.

The queen of shadows had been riding him for an hour, using her dark magic to prevent him from ejaculating prematurely. His balls had been bound with a ring having somehow been placed at the base of his shaft, preventing any release. His body ached with pain at the ongoing pleasure but not release.

By now, his entire lower half body was covered in her juices, practically bathing him in her secretions. The smell was so potent and strong, it already messed with his warped mind. His groans were more of pain than pleasure, yet his cock remained strong and only allowed pre-cum to fall from his tip and into her depths. The queen was reaching her fourth climax already, feeling her juices flooding from her cunt and coating him in another layer of pussy juice.
But she wanted this to end now and she wanted her body to bring a foal into this world she would soon conquer. Speaking of foals, she reworked her magic into his visions and played a futuristic scenario.

Leaning to his ear, she spoke in half moans, half whispers. “All of this, all this future, will be because of you.” She released his balls and the cock ring around his base. He was about to release. “And you will be part of it. You will help bring this all to us.” She brought up her hips, as high as she could. “And it will be our children, yours, mine, theirs… they will be the gods that rule the world!”

She slammed back down hard and with a painful grunt, a feeling pure euphoria but extreme pain, he climaxed hard into the final female villain. His cock throbbed and gushed forth powerful streams of white hot seed that shot forth into her womb. A mighty moan of pure ecstasy left the dark villains, as her final image of the potential future was sent into his brain during his climax.

His body continued to shoot thick ropes of cum into her womb, his mind practically on the verge of breaking and insanity, with the final vision of him seeing the fall of Equestria. His friends and family being tortured or enslaved. Creatures of every kind falling to the whims of the four goddesses and… their children.

His mind gave him shadows, outlines of four figures that were high in the sky, blinded by powerful light, signifying their ascensions to godhood and their untapped, unmatched and limitless powers.

A cry of anger and rage left him as the last of his seed shot into her flooded womb, assuring her future projection of having a foal. She felt his hips thrust forward once before falling onto the ground. Pain caught up to him as his body finally rested with how long she had been riding him or abusing him. She looked down at the broken and beaten colt, feeling that her victory and the victory of the others was now assured.

With a satisfying groan, Silhouette disembarked off Dusk, letting her cunt spill upon him and onto the floor. A large river of cum fell from her body and she could just imagine his seed impregnating her. The idea of being a mother to a powerful unicorn that matches alicorns sends shivers down her spine.

Dusk meanwhile was gone. His mind was hazy, his body ached and his spirit shattered. Subconsciously, he was sucking in the darkness that radiated off of her. His magic was gone, but something was replacing and something inside of him stirred. Deep within the twisted and warped mind of Dusk Shine, a black spark began to form.

Silhouette, unaware of the changes, had felt something pushing through her domain. Bright lights began to pierce her web of darkness, causing her to hiss in pain. “We got a situation here, Sil!” Came the unmistakable high pitched voice of Eris. “It's the fuzz and they do not look happy! Get ready, we are about to get into some real shit!”

Next thing she knew, both her and Dusk were suddenly pulled out of her realm and into the front of the library. By her side, Eris, Nightmare and Chrysalis all stood; whereas to their opposite, was Dusk Shine’s friends and family along with the two rulers of Equestria, both powering their horns.

Neither party had truly understood that the Dusk Shine that laid behind the Villianesses, was transforming. Something was happening to him, and Dusk Shine was about to unleash his own wrath.

Author's Note

The prank that you read here is not that I posted a chapter, its what the next chapter will hold. The second prank is that this isnt edited, this was rushed and that you will not be able to get off on this.
When life tears at you, it takes a certain kind of pain were something eventually snaps, something just breaks and it will be impossible or at least a miracle to snap it back into place.

Two more chapters are left before the end of this series and perhaps the final few stories of pony based clop I will ever write on this site. Enjoy it while you can.

The End is Near