Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

Chapters

Fit to be Tied
(3) Oils, Leather and Lace
Cloak and Gagger
The Rise of Nightmares: Nightmare Luna
(6) The Rise of Nightmares: Nightmare Celestia
The Rise of Nightmares: Nightmare Rarity
Unleash the Hounds of War
(9) Spike's Big Surprise
In the Shadow of the Moon
(12) Spike's House Guests and Interlopers
The Return of Nightmare Moon
Spike entertains a Nightmare
(15) Fluttershy and Dash receive a Guest
Miss Rarity's New Look
Converging on a Library
(18) Seeing a Dog about a Bitch
Saved by a JERK
A Big Problem?
Every Dog has its Day
Chaos and Rebellion
(24) Dark and Motherly
Queen Sombra mines her own business
The Dark Crystal
(27) Come to the Dark... er Side
Burning Down the House
Our House Burns in the Middle of Our Street
(30) Growing Inferno
Griffon the Feel-Up
Sombrarity Forever
(33) And then it was Nightmare Night
The Best Laid Plans of Bastards and Bitches
EPILOGUES (Part 1)
EPILOGUES (Part 2)
EPILOGUES (Part 3)
Miss Rarity's Dilemma
(21) Wrath of the Burning Sun
The Fitting

Fit to be Tied

by neorenamon

"We do not understand why this fitting is required to take place after business hours," said Luna as she was pushed into the shop by her big sister, "Or why she is gripping us so tightly."

"Celestia," replied Rarity, "You are just getting a little on the smothering side. Be a dear and let Luna breath. I'm sure once we have our tea and biscuits, all shall become clear."

So Celestia released Luna. She glanced between her and Rarity, and wondered just what sort of influence she had over her big sister to make her agree to her slightest suggestion so easily. When she was taken into the back room, she was surprised by what she saw there. There was a round table just large enough to seat 4 comfortably. On it was a very nice silver tea pot with all of the proper accessories for tea service. A sugar pot, a honey pot, a cream boat, four porcelain tea cups with matching tea plates, and four teaspoons for mixing.

"Oh Luna," said Rarity as if she just remembered something, "There's just this teeny tiny matter I need to speak to Princess Celestia about before we start with the tea service. Could you just wait a moment? Of course, if you wish to pour yourself some while we're gone, that's perfectly fine as well."

She took Celestia by the hand as she led her back to the showroom.

Sitting at the table, Luna continued to wonder what the point was, until she heard something going on nearby. She wondered over to the door dividing the back room from the storage room and risked peeking in to see what was happening. Much to her surprise, she saw that Spike (the awkward teenage dragon) was dressed like some kind of barbarian warrior in loincloth, leather girdle, boots and a funny helmet with horns. He had Rarity's new maid that she seemed to remember being an Oryx from around the same lands as Zecora, but whose name escaped Luna's mind at the moment, over his knee with all of her skirts over her back, and he was spanking her bare flanks. She was wearing a lacy black maid's uniform that was surely designed to enhance her in a sexy sort of way.

Luna blinked as she stared almost enraptured by the sound of his clawed hand slapping her reddened cheeks as she softly panted and moaned her pleasure. She could tell by the way the maid's tail wagged back and forth so quickly that she surely wasn't being punished in any meaningful way. It was also obvious from the red blush in her cheeks that she was hot and somewhat aroused by the treatment she was getting.

"You've been quite the naughty one, Miss Bakabaka," he purred into her ear, "Miss Rarity hates not having enough bleach with her white loads. Everything white here must shine like the sun. Spanky-spankies for you my dear."

'If this is a punishment, why is she getting off on it so much?' thought Luna, 'Sado-masochism perchance?'

Luna shifted slightly against the door, making a slight creaking sound. A few seconds later, Spike stopped spanking.

"Bakabaka my dear," he said softly, "I think the hand is not sufficient. Would you be a darling and fetch the Master's paddle for me?"

She got off his lap and disappeared. Then Spike stood and walked out of her sight in another direction. But Luna was slightly fixated on the maid as she went over to a fairly large chest, bent over showing off her red flanks, and began fishing through it. But the door suddenly opened against her, knocking her down as somepony jumped her. Her cloak fell open as she found that Spike was on top of her holding her by her neck.

"Princess Luna?" he asked in shock and amazement.

"Spike," she ordered, "We demand to know at once what manner of dealings you're having with Miss Rarity's maid."

"What?" he asked, "You mean Miss Bakabaka? Oh... you saw..."

"Indeed we did," she replied, "and it didn't appear to be at all what you were speaking about."

"Oh..." he laughed nervously, "She's also my marefriend, and we were playing a game of... uh... Masters and Maids."

"Would you mind releasing my royal personage?"

"Oh of course!" replied Spike as he got off her.

Bakabaka came back holding the paddle as she blinked at the exposed Luna standing herself up. But while standing, she was kneeling on her own cloak, and that made the clasp pop open. The cloak remained on the floor as she stood up. She suddenly came up to her and kneeled down, almost scraping the ground before Luna.

"Oh glorious goddess that I love to see," she said, "Have you perchance come for late night tea?"

"Ah, such respect," sighed Luna as she patted the maid on the head,"Big sister brought us here for some kind of fitting. She assured us it was worth dragging us all the way out here at night just for this matter. It has yet to be explained to us. So what makes late night tea or oddly off hours fitting here so special?"

She looked down on Spike while the maid went about gathering her cloak from the floor.

"Funny," he said as he looked around, "I thought this was supposed to be the night for Princess Celestia's session."

"Session?"

"Oh how beautiful you are to see," said Bakabaka as she hugged Luna from the back, "If only Celestia wasn't the goddess for me." Her hands slid up Luna's stomach towards her motherly breasts.

"I'd say you have a funny way of respecting one of your... HEY!" said Luna as the maid hands gripped her breasts from behind her.

"Well I must say you are awesome beautiful, Princess Luna," said Spike as he watched her getting felt up. He was definitely looking from Luna's breasts to her flank and back, admiring her waist along the way was just enough 'padding' to make it appear just right to most.

"Please unhand us at once!" commanded Luna blushing as the praise was lavished upon her, "This is most unbecoming!"

"I must admit you have an odd sense of propriety considering you were the one spying on us in our... private moment."

"We assure you that was not our intent," replied Luna, "not to mention such behavior is highly irregular considering this is supposed to be a shop!"

"It might be a shop during the day," he corrected her, "but it's also Rarity's home that she shares with Sweetie Belle."

"Well now that we've concluded business," said Celestia, "Why don't we... oh dear."

"Bakabaka!" commanded Rarity, "Please cease and desist the fondling of Princess Luna at once!" She glared at Spike as she said, "I thought you were supposed to be punishing her quietly!"

"I was!" replied Spike defensively, "But I heard what I thought was some Peeping Tarpan, and I was sure it wasn't you! So I used Bakabaka to distract them while I got the drop on them... and it turned out the peeper was Princess Luna!"

"We were not peeping!" she replied, "It was merely investigating what we believed was clearly... *suspicious activities!***"

Luna crossed her arms under her breasts as she glared from Rarity to Celestia.

"And what manner of 'sessions' is big sister having..." she said as she suddenly yelped.

Bakabaka had slapped Luna's flank on her right side with the paddle.

"I take it you left out a few details about the reason for bringing her here?" asked Rarity as she glanced at Celestia.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," she replied, "but tea and a fitting was the only good excuses I could think of to bring..."

"It seems that you need to be punished, my dear," replied Rarity, "It seems deceit... or should I say diplomacy... is an area we still need to work on." She walked over to Luna as she purred, "You know, after that whole imprisonment thing, I'd say you'ld really love to see Princess Celestia... humbled just a bit?"

"Big sister... humbled?" asked Luna, "You have piqued our interests."

"In fact," said Rarity softly, "I bet you'd find watching that... to be a huge turn on. You might even want a turn with the paddle a bit later, shall we say?"

"That does intrigue us greatly."

Rarity snapped her fingers, and Celestia began to strip before them all. There wasn't much to take off before the white alicorn mare was as naked as her little sister. She even stood with her arms crossed behind her back and her legs together as Rarity's horn glowed, and long strips of silk ribbon began floating over towards her. The ribbons carefully bound Celestia's arms, wings and legs as she stood there. Finally, they tied her muzzle shut.

Luna glanced over to see that the maid had returned with her paddle under her arm, and a nice cup of tea in her hands. Nodding to her, she took the cup and sipped. The tea was strong, yet sweet, and reminded her of black tea and passionfruit. But there was something else in it she couldn't quite identify.

"Bakabaka," said Rarity, "Be a dear and being over a chair for Princess Luna. Make sure she has the best seat in the house. She is our guest, after all."

A chair was brought over, and Luna sat down as it was put behind her.

"You look kind of busy..." said Spike awkwardly as he edged towards the front room.

"Don't be silly, my Spikey-wikey!" scolded Rarity, "I'm sure this will be a valuable lesson in your own Master training!"

"Master training?" asked Luna.

Much to her surprise, Celestia was laid over Luna's lap face down. Her mane was placed over her shoulder so that it wasn't getting in the way of either Luna or Rarity. Her tail was lightly tied aside one of her legs to keep it down and out of their way. With her legs and flank on one side, she could feel her breasts over the other side. Rarity snatched the paddle from her, smiling at Luna, as she laid a strong swat over Celestia's flank. She gasp and moaned even as Luna watch her flank quivering.

She sipped her tea as she watched her big sister continue to be paddled over her lap. It was starting to turn her on to watch Celestia so helpless and punished before her. The maid kept refilling her tea even as Celestia's flanks reddened, as she could feel the heat of a blush growing in her own reddening cheeks.

"What blend of tea is this?" asked Luna as she stared into her cup.

"Oh, it's just a personal blend I created myself to help somepony relax... and get into the mood, shall we say?" replied Rarity as she rubbed Celestia's flank and made her moan even louder. She leaned closer as she said into her ear, "Touch her flank. Make her squirm. I know you want to."

Oddly enough, just the way Rarity said it was enough to make her want to do it. She caressed the flank even as her big sister moaned and squirmed. Her fingers ran over her mareslit to see just how wet she was in her privates.

"You would think she's humiliated and suffering," said Rarity softly, "but she's in her happy place right now. A place that you can share with her as well. While Celestia does pay me handsomely to show her such bliss, I'm perfectly willing to share that same joy with you at no extra cost to her. After all, she begged me to include you in future sessions like this."

Bakabaka slipped up behind Luna to reach around and fondle her motherly breasts again as she leaned in and nibbled at her soft and subtle throat.

"Uhh..." moaned Luna softly, "Why are we feeling so aroused like this?!"

"I told you my special tea... gets one in the mood."

"An aphrodisiac?" she moaned, "We didn't believe such things really worked... not for mares."

"Oh they are quite real," she cooed, "One must simply separate the myth and old wives tales from what really works." She placed her hand over Luna's on Celestia's flank and said, "Finger your big sister. Tease her until she cums. Let her excitement come forth like a small flood of erotic joy. She wants it. She needs it. I normally reward my subs myself, but I want to let you do so as a special guest this day."

"While we would certainly not touch big sister so normally," she replied, but they could see that she was already rubbing Celestia's clit with her thumb even as a couple of her fingers probed her vagina. "Ah, this is surely not what we were expecting from this night," she panted as she played with her sister, and the maid in turn played with her breasts and nibbled at her throat softly.

"Just look at how your big sister is taking it," cooed Rarity, "You're driving her crazy with just your fingers. I can assure you she loves being tied and treated like this. It's the opposite of how everypony gushes over her at the Canterlot Court. While she's in charge over there, I'm in charge of her over here. I decide when, where, and how hard she cums for me. She submits to me because I know deep down, she wants somepony to tell her what to do."

"Are you telling us... this is something we can do as well?"

"As you saw with Spike, I'm sure you already know that's true. But before you decide what you want truly, I think you should see what both sides of the fence looks like."

Celestia shuddered as she climaxed on her little sister's fingers, her juices leaking all about them as her vagina muscles seemed to grip at Luna's fingers.

Luna herself was not immune to being aroused as she was teasing her sister, and was being fondled and kissed herself. She could feel her nipples hardening as her own mareslit was growing increasingly warm and wet.

"Give me a chance to show you bliss," she replied, "and I promise you won't regret it."

"Then is this fitting thing some sort of sham?"

"Oh no," she replied, "I promise I have some very interesting things for you to try on. Perhaps Celestia would be even willing to show you... some of her special outfits she likes to wear... for our sessions together."

But Luna was becoming too distracted to speak as she leaned her head back, panting and moaning as she herself drew closer and closer to her own orgasm. It seemed her orgasm was upon her before she even suspected it was coming. A few minutes passed as Bakabaka's teasing of her breasts prolonged her climax.

"Very well," she panted at last, "We shall agree to more visits here. It is intriguing enough for us to know more of these fitting and special sessions with our big sister. But we promise nothing about letting ourselves be rendered so... helpless."

"I surely cannot ask more than believing you shall keep an open mind about the whole thing."

But something was nagging Luna in the back of her mind. She felt she should be doing something about the strange behavior of the nobles rather than indulge in some personal pleasure. Yet she couldn't deny how seeing Celestia so helpless wasn't a huge turn on for her. She was left breathless by how well Bakabaka had teased her just by her breasts and neck alone. There was certainly more to the unicorn tailor that she was aware of.

(3) Oils, Leather and Lace

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Now that the tea and the apparent humiliation of Celestia were out of the way, Princess Luna was ready to move on to the part where she'd find out just why Celestia had dragged her all the way out there in the middle of her night. Rarity had them move away from the center of the storage room as she opened a hidden panel, flipped a lever, and a platform lowered down from the ceiling. Another level folded up from a hidden place in the platform.

Luna looked about, and seemed surprised that she was the only one who didn't seem to know about the whole mechanical affair. So she followed Celestia, Spike, Bakabaka and Rarity onto it. She could see the first level fall back into the wall and the secret panel close behind it as Rarity signalled for the platform to go down into the ground.

As she was standing by her big sister, she took a moment to look her over again. She noticed that while her legs were no longer tightly tied together, they were tethered together with a hobble that left only about a foot of space between her hooves. It allowed her to walk easily enough, but certainly any faster form of movement was out of the question. Even with her muzzle still tied with the silk ribbons, she could see that she was smiling as Luna looked at her.

She wondered just how much big sister had changed in the thousand or so odd years she had be imprisoned within the moon.

As the platform lowered, she saw Bakabaka slip up behind Celestia and groped both of her breasts rather blatantly. She could see Rarity glance in their direction, and at least she gave passive approval by not commenting about it. Celestia's soft moans began to attract Spike's attention as well, but he also did not comment about it.

The platform came to a stop a few floors down. She found herself in a large room where magical lights came on. The room she saw was full of things she had only imagined before then. In one corner, she saw a large number of pony, griffin and changeling mannequins in various outfits she could only describe as kinky. In another corner was a number of mechanical devices that she was sure were used to both punish and arouse both the subject and the ones watching them. In the center of the room was a sitting area surrounding something that looked like an altar of some sort. Judging by all the chains around it, she wondered just what sort of things happened to the one who got chained on top of it.

On the walls all around were paintings of various nude mares naked and bound in various ways as well as a few stallions. It seemed that every painting was intensely erotic in nature. There was a few painting she could see of Princess Celestia. One showed her bound standing just as she was at that very moment. Another showed her tied upside down spread eagle as a personal part of her body was used as a holder for a giant lit candle with dripping wax. The last showed her tied over a pommel buck with her bare red flank facing the painter. Yet in every case, Celestia looked like she couldn't be any happier about the whole thing. Celestia's paintings were by far the largest she could see.

She also saw a painting of Spike in his barbarian Master costume, and one of Bakabaka in her maid uniform getting her bare flank spanked over Spike's knee.

But there was a number of painting that she had not expected to see at all.

One showed Cadance bound nude into a kneeling position muzzled and saddled as Shining Armor leaned over her from the back with a hand on one of her shoulders. He was holding a riding crop in the other hand, and had quite the nefarious looking grin on his face. If he was wearing anything, it was surely blocked by his wife's body. Yet her eyes didn't appear to be stressed or fearful at her situation. She wasn't crying. In fact, she was sure that the corners of Cadance's mouth was turned up in a grin. That painting was the closest in size to the paintings of her big sister.

Another showed Snips and Snails in a classroom with a mare tied over the front desk she could only assume was Miss Cheerilee. Her hide was the right color, after all, but her cutie mark couldn't be seen with her legs tied to the corners of the desk. They both had wicked grins on their face as they had one of their hands on her flanks, and she seemed to have been spanked for quite some time. Her flanks were quite red, and she could even see some signs of arousal from her mareslit when she got close enough to the painting. While they wore normal clothing, there was no sign of such on the bound mare.

She saw one of Gilda the Griffin hogtied nude while hanging upside down by a rope from a very thick tree limb. One leg was straight up while the other was tied folded down so that her sex could clearly be seen. In fact, she could swear it was a Golden Delicious Apple Tree laden with ripe fruit. With her beak tied, it was hard to tell if she were smiling about her situation.

Another painting that took her aback was one of a nude Fluttershy tied upside down by her ankles with her legs spread wide. Her arms and wings were bound behind her back while she was tightly muzzled. Just behind her with a cow-pie eating grin and the second largest erection she had ever seen was Big Macintosh. When she looked closely, she could just see his hand over her mareslit with at most one or two fingers inside her birth canal, and she was clearly very wet. Her cheeks were flushed bright red.

"How do you like my little art collection?" asked Rarity as she looked at Luna staring.

Then she saw one with Twilight undressed in her own bed. She was grabbing hands full of her own sheets as she could see the upper part of Spike's body on the end of the bed, and he was clearly licking at Twilight's mareslit. She could see that at the time, Twilight was not an alicorn, but still a unicorn. Her head was thrown back as she was clearly moaning.

"What manner of fantasy are these?"

"Oh, you think these are fantasies?" asked Rarity with a grin.

"We can see NO other way how such personal scenes could have been..." said Luna, but she suddenly stopped to gasp.

"Oh, we all have our little secrets, don't we?"

Luna looked about as she realized that EVERY painting had been done by the same hand.

"And I don't just let ANYPONY come down here to see them," she cooed into Luna's ear, "but let me show you my latest addition..." She walked over to an easel covered by a cloth. Luna was both curious and slightly scared by what she was about to see underneath the cloth. She did in fact gasp aloud as she saw a painting of herself sitting in a chair with Celestia bound over her knees just as she had been upstairs only a short while earlier. They were in fact both naked with Luna looking down on her big sister with a blush in her cheek, and Celestia smiling in spite of her muzzle being bound with silk ribbons.

"HOW COULD YOU HAVE ALREADY?!.." said Luna shocked beyond her beliefs.

"Ancient Chinneighs secret," replied Rarity quietly.

Luna could only look at Rarity with a mixture of fear and respect. There was dozens of much smaller paintings that she hadn't even looked at closely yet. She just stared slack-jawed as Rarity took the painting, walked over to an empty spot on the wall, and hung the new painting there.

"I think it truly captures Princess Luna's grace and beauty," she said as she looked at Spike and Bakabaka.

"Oh yeah," sighed Spike, "She's almost as awesome as you."

"Oh you are such a flatterer!"

"I can surely agree with such delight," said the maid, "When I say that Master Spike is quite right."

"You're going to swell my head something horrible if you don't stop carrying on about me like that!"

"But of all the paintings," said Luna, "We do not see a single one of you."

Rarity frowned for a fraction of a second as she said, "Oh, that doesn't matter to me."

"SURE THERE IS!" cried Spike as she took Luna's hand and dragged her all the way to the end of the wall. There in the corner was a small painting of a nude Rarity holding up her hand. Judging by the way she was oriented, it had to be a painting of her own reflection, and she wondered why her hand was positioned like she was holding a brush that just wasn't there. It was also positioned like she was reaching for a canvas just out of view.

"Oh Spikey-wikey," whined Rarity, "She didn't have to see that. It's so... so... embarrassing to me."

But it confirmed in Luna's mind that Rarity was in fact the one who painted it all.

"Oh it's surely one of the best paintings of all of them!" gushed Spike.

"One could almost swear that all of these paintings were done... by you... and yet you were upstairs with us the whole time... so one must wonder just how many of you... there really are..."

"Oh Princess Luna!!" laughed Rarity, "That's just so... SILLY!!"

Spike blinked as he asked, "More than one Miss Rarity?" He could still clearly remember the time that Ponyville was overrun by a horde of Pinkie Pies.

Luna boldly strolled over to the painting before anypony could act and sniffed it. As she guessed, the paint was in fact still wet as it hung from the wall. It was fresh oil paints. She knew she was right by Rarity's nervous laugh before she even turned just far enough to look at her with one eye.

"We shall discus this matter with you later... *privately.***"

It seemed that Celestia, Spike and Bakabaka were clearly missing her more subtle points, but she could tell that Rarity was painfully aware of every nuance in her words.

"Of course, my Princess," she replied awkwardly, "but surely it's time to show you the special outfits!"

She followed Rarity over to the mannequins as she noticed how many of them seem to perfectly mimic some of the mares she had seen elsewhere. In fact, three of them matched her physique perfectly even though they were all pearl white in color.

The first outfit was lacey black silk that as she expected, covered almost every part of her body except for her breasts, pussy and cutie marks. A domino-style mask concealed much of her face other than her muzzle and eyes. Each side had three garter belts to hold up the stockings from a broad belt.

"Certainly this would make a scene in the Royal Court, wouldn't it?" mused Luna.

Rarity laughed, "Oh, this surely isn't for the leering gaze of the Royal Court, my Princess!"

The others simply blinked at their exchange.

"How did you get such accurate detail about us?" she asked as she touched the mannequin.

"They're made of an expensive and powerfully enchanted wood with a glossy paint coating, my dear," gushed Rarity with pride, "I simply use my magic to reshape them as needed. Almost any detail but their color can be changed by my imagination."

In the corner of her eye, she saw a figure that perfectly matched the shape and form of Celestia. She was wearing thick leather bands about her neck, waist, hips, wrists, ankles, forearms, forelegs, biceps and thighs. Each band had eight steel loops spread about it, and it appeared that they could be used in conjunction with ropes to quickly bind Celestia into almost any position one could think of quite quickly and easily.

"The other outfits can wait," sniffed Luna as she took Celestia and pushed her back towards the middle, "We feel... the growing need... that we should cuddle awhile with big sister..."

"Of course!" replied Rarity, and then she turned to Spike and said, "Why don't you take Miss Bakabaka back up and have some quality time with her?"

"Will my lady have no need," she replied, "of any service needing my speed?"

"No no, my dahling. I'm sure we'll get along just fabulously!"

Cloak and Gagger

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Luna led Celestia over to the largest and most comfortable sofa. She laid her sitting on one side as she glanced back at Rarity. Then she sat down by her with her arm about big sisters shoulders while her other hand drifted down towards her crotch. She saw that Rarity appeared to be focused on the painting of Cadance and Shining Armor as she touched her horn to Celestia's. There was a brief flash of light as the two looked into each other's eyes. As long as their horns remained in contact, they could converse with each other without using words. Only their pure thoughts.

'Explain yourself, big sister' thought Luna to Celestia.

'What is there to know, little sister?' she thought back, 'Rarity already said that I've been in charge for hundreds of years. That I've been wanting to be told what to do for all those years.'

Luna lightly rubbed her fingers over her mareslit to make it appear like she was working harder to get aroused. She added to the illusion by kissing her on the lips as a reason to keep their horns together.

'What is Miss Rarity really up to?!' Luna thought at her sister.

'Up to? What makes you think she's up to anything?'

'She somehow made a painting of us from upstairs while she was up there with us. Yet she somehow made every painting in this room by her own hand. Haven't you ever wondered about this paradox?'

'I always assumed that she just had students that imitated her art style very well.'

Luna paused as she continued, 'Then where are they? I haven't seen anyone around here that I would take for such oil painters how works that quickly.'

'Surely you read too much into this, little sister.'

'We fear that we are not seeing nearly enough, big sister.'

Luna's labido continued to grow as she fingered and kissed Celestia with more passion and less show. She was actually pushing a couple fingers right up into Celestia's hot and wet vagina. Her tongue was pressing into Celestia's mouth as the later was willingly taking it in.

'The tea,' she thought hotly, 'I shouldn't have let that maid feed me so much of that... what is it doing to our judgement?Why do we feel like our... self-control is slipping away from us?'

'It's... all... something... wonderful...'

When Celestia closed her eyes, Luna did likewise in spite of every intuition telling her otherwise. As she leaned in with her weight, she could feel her big sister getting pressed deeper into the cushions. By then, she was using four of her fingers in a cluster to thrust in and out of Celestia's birth canal. The two panted through their noses as they moaned into each other's mouth.

With their horns touching and their minds speaking to each other, the erotic feelings they both felt were equally shared by the other. This caused their own feelings to rebound into their own mind even stronger. They both climaxed together sooner than either could have imagined. Even without being touched, Luna could feel her own juices just running down her inner thighs.

'BIG SISTER!' she thought with great passion, 'WE LOVE YOU!"

'I SURELY LOVE MY LITTLE SISTER JUST AS MUCH!'

But even as they came down from their shared orgasm, Luna was already starting them both on the path to the next. Now their breasts rubbed together freely even as their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other in more than one place and way.

"Are you having a nice little chat without me?" asked a nearby mare.

Luna's mind was fuzzy to the point that she didn't recognize the mare right away, but it came to her that it was the voice of Miss Rarity, and she had to be extremely close by. Opening one eye, she could see that Rarity was in fact leaning over the back of the sofa and looking down on them. She was no longer wearing her cloak, but was instead wearing an elaborate thin silk rope harness over her torso from her neck downwards.

Much to Luna's surprise, she leaned in and touched her horn to their's as her horn flashed for just a fraction of a second.

'Tell me my precious,' she thought to Celestia, 'What are you two thinking about?'

'Little sister wonders what you are up to, Mistress Rarity. She wants to know how you created all of your lovely artworks even if she didn't see you create your masterpieces. I dare say that she even thinks that you have drugged us, Master.'

'Mistress?! Master?!' thought Luna, 'Your thoughts betray you, big sister. Surely there is more to this than the simple desire to obey and be submissive!!'

Now that there was a third, the collective arousal of Luna and Celestia was being sent into Rarity, and it was reflected back to them in return. But Rarity didn't seem to be affected as strongly as Celestia and Luna were. A grape sized sphere of black light formed at the conjunction of their horns.

'Oh, I won't lie to you,' replied Rarity, 'You're absolutely right. It's more than just Master and Slave. More than just Dom and Sub. I love her just as much as you do, but I choose to show my love to her in the way she wants me to show her.'

Their bodies shivered as a second and stronger climax made their whole bodies tingle all over. The sphere of black light grew to the size of a moderate tomato as tiny bolts of red lightning began to circle around it.

'Oh Luna,' thought Rarity, 'Are you still harboring traces of Nightmare Moon in your soul?! Could the Elements of Harmony have failed to fully purge you?!'

'No!!' replied Luna, 'It's ALL OUT OF ME!! It has to be!!'

'All of our magic! It's making something happen! It feels like a spark of life!'

It continued to grow to the size of a cantaloupe.

'Whatever it is, we cannot control it! We cannot stop it!**'

The sphere exploded as their minds were overwhelmed with strange and black magic. As a last defense, their minds collectively shut down. As Luna's sight faded to black and her consciousness slipped away, she saw shadows move and a few of the mannequins twitch.

The Rise of Nightmares: Nightmare Luna

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Princess Luna awoke to a strange feeling. A mixture of a sharp headache and a hollow feeling of yearning, as if something precious to her had been torn away leaving a jagged edge on her soul. She slowly opened her eyes to see an oddly familiar, yet slightly different pair of slightly different eyes looking back at her hungrily. But all she could see was eyes, as if she were suffering from tunnel vision.

'NIGHTMARE MOON?!' thought Luna.

The creature smiled back with a mouthful of shark-like teeth as it replied, 'No, not Nightmare Moon. We are so much more than just that. Call us... NIGHTMARE LUNA!' She was all but nose to nose with her.

Her vision continued to expand as she could see more and more of Nightmare Luna's face, mane and neck. There was a number of distinct differences between her looks and those of Nightmare Moon. For one, she didn't bother to wear Nightmare Moon's silver skull cap. Second, her most prominent canines looked like the fangs of a vampire fruitbat. She leaned back as Luna found that her breasts were on the same scale as her own. When she gazed into her mane, she could see the Blood Moon crossing it from one side to another.

'Yes!' hissed N L, 'It's the same Blood Moon you saw more than 1,000 years ago! The last thing you ever saw before you transformed into Nightmare Moon!'

'This is surely just a nightmare!' she replied, 'A dream we are suffering after we passed out earlier!'

'If this is just a mere nightmare, than you should surely be able to awaken at any time.'

Luna tried and tried in vain, but she could not wake up. All she could do was squirm on the couch she remembered she had passed out on, but she was now tightly bound with thin silk ropes from hoof up as far as she could see on herself. Her mouth was also tightly tied, so she realized she was not speaking with her own voice. They seemed to be speaking one mind to another.

'Tell us where big sister and Miss Rarity have been taken!'

She laughed as she replied, 'You are helpless before us, and yet you think that you can make demands of us?! How utterly amusing and foalish you are!' N L blinked before she continued, 'If you MUST know, each of them has been taken away for some... quality time... with their own Nightmare counterparts.'

There was a sound in a place she couldn't see. Nightmare Luna was also looking over the back of the sofa at something.

'YOU THERE!' she hissed, 'Nightmare Chrysalis or something! We demand you take the hideous pink ball of blue eyed fluff and take it someplace else IMMEDIATELY!' She looked back at Luna as she said, 'It seems a few random nightmares came to life as well as us. We swear it must be some sort of cosmic vengeance leveled against us for our past actions.'

Luna struggled with all her strength, and yet it was totally in vain.

There was a derisive snort following by the sound of licking like that of a small dog.

'We care not where you go!' she added, 'As long as it is VERY FAR AWAY FROM US!'

She could hear a door open further away, and then slammed closed very hard.

'YOU ARE A USELESS PRETENDER!'

When she looked back at Luna, she blinked as if she had lost her entire train of thought.

'Uhhh,' thought Luna, 'You were going to tell us all about your dark and evil plans?!'

'See?!' she replied, 'Those two... *FREAKS!..** really just throw us off our stride! Good riddance to bad nightmares, we say!' She blinked again. 'Oh right. Evil plans. Well, it's not so hard to imagine. I plan to take you over and replace you back in Canterlot along with your big sister.*'

'FIEND!' she hissed, 'You shall surely not get away with this!'

'Or what? Your precious little Elements of Harmony will defeat us yet again?'

'As they have defeated Nightmare Moon, Discord and King Sombra, they shall surely beat the likes of YOU!'

She blinked a moment before she asked, 'Discwho? King Somewhat?'

'Then Nightmare Luna doesn't know all that we know!' she thought.

'You know we just heard that, right?' said Nightmare Luna as she leaned down and licked Luna's nose.

'BLAST IT ALL!'

Her crown was plucked from her forehead and waved before her very eyes as Nightmare Luna asked, 'Have you ever wondered why Celestia gave you a jet black crown? The same color as the Endless Void? It looks so empty... so pointless... like the blackness in your own heart that has been still festering for years and years. To this very day, your beloved Celestia still looks upon you with suspicion and fear, *even if she cannot admit it to herself!***'

'YOU LIE!!'

'DO WE REALLY, LITTLE SPOILED PRINCESS?!'

Luna was left huffing, puffing and snorting through her nose for moments before she thought, 'So what do you plan to do to us in the meantime?'

'We are in the midst of a glorious dungeon such as he one owned by Miss Rarity, and you have to ask that?!'

Luna gulped hard.

(6) The Rise of Nightmares: Nightmare Celestia

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Celestia awoke in an awkward position. She remembered passing out on a couch, but now she was just hanging upside down by her hooves. Her legs were pulled apart so far that it was hurting her, and she couldn't see what she was bound to because much of her own view was blocked by her mammothly royal breasts. But it was quite apparent that she was still muzzled, and her arms and wings both were bound tightly behind her back.

'Now that I think about it, this position does have a number of inherent drawbacks to it,' commented a nearby mare. It sounded like a slightly twisted version of her own voice. The was a bit of a pause before it continued, 'Well no matter, a submissive cow like you should surely get used to the position soon enough.' All she could see was a pair of hooves just like her own as it walked around in front of her.

'Who the hay is this?!' thought Celestia.

'Oh my dear, I'm sure you'll come to know me by several names. You can call me Nightmare Celestia right now. Eventually you'll come to know me by other names, such as Burning Sun or even Princess Molestia,' she said before pausing, but then announced, 'I'm the assertive side of yours that you are truly afraid of!"

But when Nightmare Celestia came to her side, she could see most of her. There was many things just like Celestia: The build, the hide, the horn and the wings. On the other hand, there was many disturbing differences: Her eyes shone red in the dark, her mane and tail were black as night almost like Luna's with stars, dim light... and a full solar eclipse shining in her mane! The black disc that blotted out all but the fiery edges of the solar disc. Her teeth were all like shark teeth with a prominent pair of canine fangs jutting out from just behind her upper lip. But her hip was bare, lacking any sign of a cutie mark. And of course, she could see her huge breasts were just like her own, except not in her face from hanging upside down.

She stepped out of view behind her, and then she thrust her head between her legs. It felt as if she were looking down on her as she sneered, 'Hooonnneeey... I'm hooommmeee!'

Celestia squirmed as N C rubbed her chin against her mareslit.

'Oh, how we understand you,' she said as she wrapped her arms about Celestia's waist, 'How dealing with Luna more than 1,000 years ago set you on the path to submissiveness. The burning guilt in your soul because it was YOU who banished her to the Moon on YOUR authority alone. You kept telling yourself that you didn't have the time or luxury of seeking advice on the matter. That Nightmare Moon was going to destroy you if you failed to act swiftly. That you were going to lose the Elements of Harmony and their use because you couldn't afford to hesitate.'

She could feel the great breasts mooshed against her lower back.

'But I was that little voice in the back of your heading saying that you were doing the right thing all along. That your little sister had fomented rebellion against you, and therefore HAD TO GO! I was thrilled beyond words that the whining little brat who stood against you was no longer an issue!'

'I LOVE MY LITTLE SISTER!' cried Celestia in her mind, 'and... and... *I HATED MYSELF FOR WHAT I DID TO HER!***'

'And yet when that little unicorn brat of yours saw the signs of Nightmare Moon's return, you were worried you'd have to put up with her again. You were scared that just because Nightmare Moon was turned back into Princess Luna, the issue was never completely buried. While she wasn't a monster any more, she was still quite aloof from you. Quite proud and arrogant in her own way. Torn between the love of Luna and your fears of Nightmare Moon's return, you sought out the one called Miss Rarity and you totally became submissive to her. Even now, you hoped that Mistress Rarity could beat that arrogant and aloof side out of Luna so she'll become *more like you!***'

'YES! I wanted Mistress Rarity to show her she's not in charge like she thinks she is!'

'Ah, now we're getting somewhere. Don't you feel better already?'

Celestia felt crushed and defeated by the words of Princess Molestia even as her chin drew back, and her hand took its place on her hot wet mareslit.

'**REJOICE! Now you can submit to me! The one who understands you like no other!'

Two fingers wiggled their way past her labia into her vagina even as she squirmed. Her juices spilled out from her mareslit and began to leak down her crotch and stomach.

"I shall rule Equestria with the confidence and force of personality you lacked ever since *the banishment of Nightmare Moon! There will be no weakness on my part! ONLY DECISIVE ACTION!***'

Celestia began to laugh almost madly in her mind.

'WHAT'S SO FUNNY?!'

'If you're here now, then surely my little sister's dark side has come to life as well.'

'SO?!'

'If Luna and I could not rule Equestria indefinitely without conflict, then how can you as my dark side hope you can co-rule with just her dark side?'

'You know what... that's a really good point... I must be careful of letting her betray me.'

Two invading fingers became a cluster of three. Minutes passed as she was fingered harder and faster. But the fingering suddenly stopped as she was on the verge of climax.

'What do you two want?!' hissed Nightmare Celestia.

Celestia twisted her head to see not only a pair of changeling legs, but a strange pair of legs clad in a thick layer of pink shag like she had never seen before. She heard a sound like somemare giving the raspberries loud and long.

'**NO!! We do not like fluffy things and changelings! We do not like what licking brings, and we do not like insect wings!'

Nightmare Chrysalis sighed. A short set of three bursts of raspberries was heard as well.

'You really think that stuck-up book worm I've been fawning over all these years will treat you any better than me?!'

A moderate burst of the raspberries.

"**FINE! Go see her if you must! If I'm lucky, something large will fall on you on the way over and *put the two of you out of MY MISERY! I'm voting for a **REALLY BIG ANVIL!*"

She heard hooves clopping away.

'Now that I think about it, you three *LOSERS** are pretty much made for each other!*"

There was a long pause before Celestia thought, 'You lost your train of though completely, didn't you?'

'Yes... *I MEAN NO!..* I was merely contemplating how I was going to sexually torture you next!'

'Of course you were... *OW!***'

Nightmare Celestia sharply slapped one of her flanks.

The Rise of Nightmares: Nightmare Rarity

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Rarity awoke in her own bed. She sighed in relief until she realized she was actually tied down to it. To be precise, her hands were bound together under her head to the headboard, and her hooves tied together and secured to the end of it. When she tried to call for Sweetie Belle, Spike or anypony, she found her muzzle was tied as well.

'Welcome back, Mistress,' said a voice in her head that sounded like a slightly twisted version of her own voice. It was so thick with sarcasm that Rarity could have cut it with a knife. Rarity opened her eyes to see the speaker, and could see that it was almost a mockery of her own looks. While the hide, mane and tail basically looked the same, she had shark-like teeth and fangs, and her eyes were much more cat-like.

'What manner of monstrosity are you?!' she thought.

'The likes of you may call me Nightmare Rarity, but then I'm sure Dark Mistress Rarity will do just as well.'

'YOU ARE NOT MY MISTRESS!!'

'Oh, you and I both know that won't last. One of the things I got from you was your craftiness and your diplomatic skills. I also got enough wits to spend the last hour digging through your mind for your little secrets.**'

She gasp against her muzzle as she looked into the cat-like eyes.

'I know about your little trick with the mirror pond, for example, and also know how you've been using a few trinkets to enhance your powers. You'd be in such trouble if the Princesses knew about you what I know about you now.'

She picked up a small chest and showed it to her prisoner.

'I've also read your mind enough to know these little secrets need to be used as little as possible, because just using them leads one down the path to darkness and corruption. Even I know enough to know I'm not immune to their influences. I surely don't need them to deal with you.'

Rarity gulped.

'I can feel the incredible power even through the sides of the box!'

N R set the chest aside on the nightstand, and then she leaned closer and grabbed Rarity's breasts, mashing them against her chest.

'Now I shall be your Mistress, foal!'

Something she couldn't see clearly came up from behind and tapped N R on the shoulder. She spun about as she thought annoyed, 'WHAT DO YOU TWO WANT?!'

While one was obviously the Changeling Queen Chrysalis, the other was a blue-eyed ball of pink fur she had never seen before. The pink one made a series of long and short raspberry sounds by sticking its tongue out and blowing.

'Very well. Even if it's just to get the two of you out of my mane!'

Her horn glowed bright green as she leaned in and touched it to Rarity's horn. The magic ripped though her mind, leaving her feeling as if she was just mind raped. Then she stood, walked over, and touched horns to the apparent Nightmare Chrysalis.

'There. That is the information you asked me for. Please take it and leave me with my new pet.'

The pink one looked at the changeling and gave a short noise from its tongue. Nightmare Chrysalis nodded, and the two turned as they walked out. She waited patiently until the door was closed, and the hooffalls faded away.

'Oh, how many delicious ways to make you suffer while you like it... where to begin.'

But she suddenly sensed a suppressed laughter in her prisoner's mind.

'WHAT'S SO FUNNY?!' asked Nightmare Rarity.

'You'll just have to read my mind and find out.'

She touched their horns again.

'There once was a unicorn from Neightucket?! What manner of foolishness is this?!'

Focusing harder, Rarity winced.

'Wait, you were trying to hide your real thoughts under a bunch of obscene limericks! Let's see what you're really gloating about, shall we?'

Rarity squirmed as the pain in her mind grew.

'What?! You used your magic to hide the chest in the fur of the pink fluffball?!'

She spun to see that indeed, the chest with the magical trinkets was missing from the nightstand.

'I shall make you so suffer for that!' She paused before she smiled, and said, 'But I know exactly where they're going! It shall be foalsplay to get it back from them!' Then she struck her across the muzzle sharply. 'That's for thinking you can be clever with ME! Now I'll make sure you can't use you magic again until I'm ready to let you!'

Rarity felt violated in a different way as her horn appeared in the hand of Nightmare Rarity. She opened the drawer as she dropped it inside, and then slapped it closed.

'That's a little trick I learned from you memories from the one called Discord! Now contemplate your fate while I get that chest back from those two clowns!' Then she added, 'Oh, and if you think that little dragon or your submissive maid are going to save you from this, you are sadly mistaken!'

'If you hurt either of them!..'

'Oh, I've done nothing to them... YET!'

Then her horn glowed brightly as she touched it to each nipple in turn, and then to what she figured was the place that her clitoris was resting.

'That should keep you... amused... until I return with that chest.'

Her horn glowed as her body shifted to look flawlessly like her. Picking a dress and a few items from her own closets, she dressed like she was going out on the town for the evening. She stalked over to the door, opened it, and then locked it behind her as she stepped out.

Now that she was alone, she tried calling out again. The muzzle was obviously too tight for her to make any sound through the door or the walls.

A powerful tingle was spreading out from the points she was touched by N R's horn. It was apparently supposed to make her quite aroused, and it was working. She wanted to fondle and caress herself so badly, but it was more like an itch she just couldn't reach. But without her horn, she was powerless to please herself let alone escape from her own room. It was ironic that the thing she could have most used to get her horn back from the nightstand... was her horn!

The minutes passed her her nipples hardened, her pussy grew damp, and her breathing turned into pants through her nose. She arched her back as she tried to break the ropes at either end, but it just exposed her clit more to the air as it emerged from its sheath. The juices from her mareslit began to trickle down the valley formed by having her legs and thighs bound against each other as tight as they were.

Her mind seemed to grow foggy as all she could think about was how sweet her orgasm was going to feel to her. And when it came upon her so powerfully, she knew she was right. The magic upon her seemed to magnify it a dozen fold.

Then her mind boggled as she realized that during her mind bending climax, her breasts had grown. They were now on the same scale as those of Princess Luna herself. She knew that with her new massive chest, she couldn't even pass herself off as Miss Rarity anymore. Even if she escaped, she doubted anyone would believe her over Nightmare Rarity.

But when she collapsed back onto the bed, she realized her booty and flanks were larger too.

'You shall so pay for this, *you fiend!***'

She lay still as she panted before she realized that she was getting worked up all over again.

'Oh no! How many times will this happen?!'

There was a tingling all over her hide as she watched herself turning from white to black. Her teeth itched as they changed their shape, become more canine and feeling her normal canines turning into fangs. The very colors of the world around her seemed to shift slightly as colors dimmed, and her sensitivity to seeing through the darkness around her sharply increased... LIKE A CAT!

'That bitch is setting ME up to take the fall for HER!'

But with another orgasm coming on her like a tidal wave, she was losing the focus of her thoughts again. So she threw every ounce of energy she had into her violent struggles.

'I! MUST! BE! FFFRRREEEEEE!!'

The ropes about her wrists and hooves burst open as she felt the most powerful orgasm she ever felt in her life.

Unleash the Hounds of War

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

When Mistress Rarity suggested that Spike get some quality time with Bakabaka, he figured she was going to want the whole place to herself. So he convinced her to spend the night at the Library with him. After all, Twilight Sparkle was over at Sweet Apple Acres overnight to help plan the wedding of Sir Big Macintosh and Dame Jifar Macintosh. All he had to do was send away the owl and they'd have the run of the place. And there was a few surprises he'd been holding onto for just such an occasion.

"Oh how does our love bloom?" asked Bakabaka, "To once again see Master's room."

"I've been keeping a few toys set aside for this night, my dear," he sighed as he looked into her eyes.

"How this just sounds so right," she sighed back, "It shall surely be a delight."

As they approached the Library tree, they could both see a silhouette pass overhead. A small book dropped at his feet.

"Owlicious!" he called, "Watch where you're dropping things! You almost hit us!"

She paused to pick up the book and handed it over to him.

Looking at the book, he read the cover aloud. "Equestrian - Owl Phrase Book?" he asked. Looking up, he asked, "What's the deal with this?"

The owl landed on a nearby street sign and began hooting.

"Okay okay," he replied, "I'll translate." He began flipping pages as the owl continued.

"Your grandmother's stuck in her root cellar?"

Owlicious shook his head 'no'. He hooted the phrase over again.

"Fondle my buttocks?!"

The owl shook it's head 'no' much faster.

"Cut down the tallest tree in the forest wiiiiiiiiiith a herring?"

It hooted and flew down to his shoulder. Leaning down, it turned the pages with it's beak and point at one.

"Dogs have broken into the Golden Oak Library and they're trashing the place?!"

The owl nodded it's head quickly. Taking the owl gently in his hands, he perched the bird on Bakabaka's head.

"You two find some help fast! I'm going in to find out what the deal over there is!"

She nodded as she ran off. Spike slipped around the side so he could climb the tree and enter the Library through Twilight's bedroom balcony. As he scaled the side with his claws, he could hear disturbances inside on the upper and lower levels.

"It's lucky no one's around," grumbled one of the dogs, "You idiots make enough noise to wake the dead."

"We are warriors, not cat burglars," snarled another.

"How do we even know it's here?" whined a third, "She could have taken it back to Canterlot for safe keeping!"

"Because our spy said it was here!" snapped the first, "and they haven't led us astray yet! Just keep tearing everything until we find it! Be sure to tear everything off the walls in case there's a hidden panel or safe around!"

Spike hooked his hand over the rail and pulled himself over it. He noticed the glass door were closed, but he knew just how to get past the latch. Looking around inside, he could see no signs of activity. But the room was torn apart. Sneaking up to double doors, he slipped a claw through the gap between the doors and opened the latch quietly. He heard somedog creeping down the stairs even as he approached.

"Break open any book with a strap and latch on it!" said the second, "Those brainy types just love to hide stuff in hollow books!"

"How do you know that?" asked the first.

"Somedog read it to me from a book."

He crept to the stairs and looked down. Dogs were crawling around with candle lanterns. The place was a disaster. Every pot was smashed, every picture and frame crushed, and every book shelf tipped onto the floor. The central carpet was torn to pieces. Spike was getting quite upset at seeing all of his hard work undone.

"Well if we can't find this thing and get it to Prince Blueblood," he replied, "The Shaman is gonna turn us into kibble!"

"How can he find us from the mines when we're heading back to the dog village?"

"You idiot! He obviously is all but all knowing and all seeing!"

Spike knew that he couldn't risk breathing fire around all that paper, and yet there was just too many to take on alone. He went back to Twilight's dresser to see if she had anything that could help. He picked up a short rod that said in glowing runes on the side, "EVERBURNING HEATLESS TORCH: Guaranteed for life (unless you're an alicorn Princess)". Then he pulled an empty pot that was used to hold Twilight's favorite nuts.

Then he boldly strode over to the top of the stairs as he lit the torch and said, "Hasn't anypony told you that dogs make lousy cat burglars?!"

"He has a torch in a Library?!" asked the first, "IS HE NUTS?!"

"Oh yes," he hissed, "Strict orders from Princess Twilight herself: If anypony breaks into the Library looking for the thing, I am to burn it all down and everypony inside! I think that includes dogs!"

He raised the jar over his head as it to throw it when the dogs panicked and fled towards the door at full speed. Spike smirked as the dogs burst through the door and ran right into a wide net. He figured it wouldn't take the owl long to lead the Guards over since a dozen or so were permanently stationed there just to protect Princess Twilight. Blowing out the torch, he stuck it in his belt as he walked downstairs. He noticed a dog had dropped his lantern, but it didn't break and just landed on its base. It was just a little odd that the candle kept burning.

Flash Sentry rushed in and shouted, "Princess Twilight?! Are you alright?!"

"Ah," he replied, "She's still over planning a big wedding at Sweet Apple Acres. I'm sure she's fine."

"Oh, that's good to know!" he said, and then as an afterthought, "Are you alright, Spike?"

"I'm great!" he replied, "I climbed in through Princess Twilight's balcony and scared them witless by pretending I was going to burn the Library down around their heads!"

"I should check you just in..." he said as he accidentally kicked the dropped lantern. It skittered across the room, shattered against a fallen book case, and the lose candle set one of the books on fire. Spike rushed over to stomp out the burning book.

"Whew," said Spike. The book was partly burning on the pages away from the binding.

"Sorry," said Flash quickly.

"Well compared to the rest of the damage they did," he laughed nervously, "I doubt it's going to make Twilight any more upset that she's already going to be."

"We shall haul the dogs back to Canterlot to question them at once!"

He waved Flash over as he said softly, "But let's keep this little incident on the down-low. No need to fuel the rumor mill back in Canterlot, right?"

"Of course, I shall only discuss the matter with Celestia and Luna... once they return in the morning."

Spike nodded as he wondered if her should mention what the dogs had said. He decided not to tell, as he feared it may well get back to Prince Blueblood, and if he was involved with the Diamond Dogs, worried about possible retribution against Twilight's friends in Ponyville.

(9) Spike's Big Surprise

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Spike sighed as he looked about the ruined Library. It was such a sigh that smoke came from his mouth. Bakabaka came from behind him and rubbed his back as she rested her chin on his shoulder.

"I sense that Master is very stressed," she said softly, "Perhaps a little play for him is best?"

"Yeah," he sighed, "It's not like this mess is going anywhere."

He took her over to his bedroom. Then he stripped her down and sat her on the edge of the bed. While he wasn't much interested in anything fancy, he did have her own pleasures to consider. So he simply crossed her arms behind her back at the wrists and tied them crosswise with a minimum of ropes and knots. He saw her smiling so peacefully as he laid her back. Then he pulled her legs up over her, spread them enough so she could still see him, and tied them at the hooves to the headboard. About the mouth, he tied a strap of cloth about her muzzle. It just enough for keeping her from opening her mouth. Lastly, a loop of cord about her waist was tied to the end of the bed kept her flanks down.

Kneeling at the end of the bed, her parted her nether lips with his fingers and began to lick and lap at her mareslit. He used his draconic tongue to his advantage not only to get her wet on the outside, but on the inside as well. Her gentle moans combined with the response he felt from her pussy told him that he was pleasing her in all the right ways.

After a couple minutes of that, he could see that her clitoris had risen from its sheath. A sure sign she was really turned on. So he wrapped the lower half of his tongue about it to stroke it as he replaced the tongue inside her vagina with a couple fingers from his left hand. She was starting to strain against the ropes with her squirming and panting through her nose.

Once her sex was dripping, he sucked her clit fully into his mouth as he added another finger inside. His finger cluster was pressed fully inside her vagina as he wiggled them about. He could see just enough over her stomach to tell that her head was thrown back as she moaned her pleasure aloud. Then she climaxed on his fingers.

He stood up, and she looked back to see that his throbbing cock was fully erect and ready to take it's turn. And since she was already sopping wet, it was all too easy for him to slip it into her. He took a hold of her thighs as he began to rhythmically hump.her. Even going as far as closing his eyes to he could just feel himself holding her and making love to her.

As the time passed, he found himself lightly grunting with each thrust, and could both feel and fear when his loins slapped into her buttocks. It seemed all too soon that he stiffened and dumped his load inside her.

He smiled as her arms reached about his chest from behind and rubbed his scales.

'WAIT!!' he thought, 'WHAT DA HAY?!'

He snapped his head around to look into the eyes of Bakabaka, and then turned back to look into the eyes of... Bakabaka?!

"Show us what Master would do," she purred from behind, "when there's not one but two?"

Her voice was the same, like a clone was speaking. If he wasn't so into the moment, he might have attacked her instead of just grabbing her shoulder and tossing her face down on the first Bakabaka instead. He slapped her flank and then picked up more rope. And while she had every chance to do something, she just passively lay there as he tied her wrists to the ankles of the one underneath. He then tied her to the corners of the bedframe by her hooves so that he now had their flanks stacked one on top of the other. It was a heck of a sight looking at their flanks, and even though one of their mareslits hadn't been touched, it was just as dripping and hot as the other.

Spike shrugged as he sighed, "What the heck. I'll figure it out later."

So he shoved his still hard cock into the other pussy and went to town on it. He would have been impressed at how the two of them panted and moaned in sync with each other if he wasn't so busy screwing one of them.

"Now you are completely free," she panted, "to live the Master's fantasy!"

He had thought a lot about three-ways, mostly involving Rarity and Twilight, but even he never dreamt that it would be with two mares that looked the same. Yet there was no reason to believe that Bakabaka could have a twin sister. The little voice in the back of his mind kept nagging him as it said, 'IT'S A CHANGELING, YOU FOAL!'

But his other head just replied, 'Whatevs... she's totally hot and I'M TOTALLY BONING HER!'

'You know you'll get us all killed one day, right?'

He set his nagging voices over to 'IGNORE' as he happily continued to hump them, and yet it felt by their reactions that he was somehow screwing them both at the same time. They even felt like they were cumming together even as he dumped his second load right into the one on top. Even as they climaxed and her pumped his seed into the one on top, he noticed that they both were identical down to the very last detail, and even identical twins weren't that identical.

"You're a changeling, aren't you?"

"If that were the case and true," asked the one on top, "then what would the Master do?"

"Oh, I'd imagine I'd freak out some. Imagine what Twilight would do. Remember I'm not an alicorn Princess. Think about other things to do with you. Something like that. But there is one thing I'm curious about."

"Only one thing you wish to know?" she asked, "Then surely let the question go."

"Changelings feed on love, but there's no way I could have fallen for you that quickly. I didn't even think changelings could get off on sex. I thought most of you, including the Queen, were inherently female."

"Then I should tell you as I must," she replied, "That I find I can feed on lust."

Then he heard a burst of the raspberries from the doorway, and could see a pink fluffball with blue eyes staring at them.

"What the hay is that?!"

"I surely don't know enough," she replied, "to give a name to that fluff."

"It's official," he moaned, "My life has become interesting."

"Based upon what it said," she continued, "There's a need to feed in its head."

Spike blinked as Owlicious flew up and landed on it's head.

"Well," he sighed, "Since you're a changeling, there's no point keeping you tied. You could turn into a snake and get out of them at any time." He walked over and began to untie them both. "Well, as long as your both maids, you can start cleaning up the Library while I start dinner, and Owlicous can... keep sitting on the fluffball's head."

He watched as the two of them walked towards the doorway as the pink fluff moved aside.

"Just tell me one little thing," he said before they stepped out, "are you the Changeling Queen Chrysalis?"

"While similar to her I may be," she replied, "there is not a kingdom for me to see. While it surely doesn't seem that fair, I seem to be more like a Nightmare. Nightmare Queen Chrysalis have I been called, but the name leaves me not enthralled."

The fluffball gave a series of short raspberries.

"Do you speak to me Missy?" she asked, "Why should they call me Chryssie?"

"I don't know," replied Spike, "but it sounds good enough for me."

"Why does it put my mind at ease," she asked, "when it does my Master please?"

"Then perhaps you share more with me than you know," replied the other Bakabaka, "that a strong submissive side should show?"

"So if you really wish to please me," he said, "then just go back to who you really are."

One Bakabaka turned back into the Changeling Queen.

"I surely cannot believe what I see!" exclaimed the original Bakabaka, "A *Dark Goddess** does appear before me!*"

"Uh... Dark Goddess?!" exclaimed Spike, "Oh how my life has become so interesting!"

He remembered back to how all of the refugees from Zecora's distant homeland all referred to alicorns as their Goddesses.

In the Shadow of the Moon

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Luna was only half paying attention as Nightmare Luna glared over her. If she couldn't remember what she did as a sleeper agent, then she had no idea how to find all of the ponies she had influenced in Canterlot. Even knowing that, she didn't know when she would be activated again, who pulled her strings, or what triggered the switch inside her head. It seems her Nightmare counterpart was at least right about one thing: She was going to have to go back to the Diamond Dog's mine-fortress and make the Shaman release her from his insidious control. Perhaps then she could remember all the ponies she had turned, and could act to fix them all.

'ARE YOU IGNORING US?!' thought N L hotly.

She had almost forgotten that she was laying on top of her bound and defenseless body even as she was shoving her whole hand up into Luna's vagina. Their breasts were mashed against each other tightly.

'We are trying our best to,' she thought back.

'Now you are just upsetting us,' came the retort, 'and you don't want to see us upset!'

'It begs the question,' thought Luna, 'What more can you do to us?'

'We are so glad you asked! It seemed like we were going to have to force a solution on you without you being prepared first!'

'In order to apply a solution, there must first be a problem.'

'And that problem... *IS YOU!!**' she hissed, 'While we cannot seem to completely control you as we wished, we CAN make you more agreeable to us!*'

Luna saw her horn and her eyes glowing with dark green energy as her rope muzzle was undone, but her mouth was forced wide open before she could utter a thing. Then N L forced a full throated kiss on her, sealing their mouths together tightly. She felt a twinge of panic as something magical was being forced down her throat. Tingling sensations ran down her throat to her stomach, and then spread outwards towards the extremes of her body.

She squirmed and struggled as her vision became fuzzy. Then it went completely black. She seemed to be floating in a vast black void, but soon she could see the twinkling of stars emerging from the dark. Then something seemed to rise into her view from someplace beneath her. It was the moon - a blood red moon. Across it's face was an image of a mare's head and neck that she hoped she would never have to see again: Nightmare Moon.

'Did you miss us?' she asked.

'Like Hoof Rot,' she replied.

'Oh, that sarcastic sense of humor,' she snorted, 'That is one thing that we surely did not miss.'

'The Elements of Harmony destroyed you!'

She laughed as she said, 'Do you think that pure evil can actually be destroyed?!'

'We hoped so.'

'Even you know by now that I wasn't fully purged from you system,' she replied, 'and did you ever stop for one moment to ask yourself what happened to the dark crystal fragments that were left behind after you were... saved?'

'Big sister assured us that they were all destroyed!'

She laughed even louder. 'FOAL! She lied to you! How can you dispose of something that wasn't even there?! The shards returned to the darkness as soon as you were out of the room! Celestia told you that nonsense just to make you feel better about yourself and what you had wrought!'

'NO!!'

'YES!!It was only a matter of time before somepony figured out how to rejoin the darkness inside you with the power that was left behind that day!'

'WE WILL NOT COME BACK TO YOU!!'

'YOU HAVE NO CHOICE!'

A sharp pain across her muzzle suddenly brought her back, staring into the eyes of Nightmare Luna.

'Do you dare ignore us again?!' she asked madly.

'No, I was having a pleasant chat in my own mind with Nightmare Moon.'

'EXCELLENT!' she replied, 'Then she is coming back! Even now, the physical part of her return is well underway!'

Luna realized that unless the world was shrinking, she had grown a bit in every way. The way she was taller back when she was Nightmare Moon.

'BIG SISTER AND THE OTHERS SHALL SURELY PURIFY US ONCE MORE!'

'Once the Elements of Harmony have been dealt with, you will be once of us... *FOREVER!***'

Luna's vision changed slowly as her mind was filled with thoughts she had long hoped she was over. She remembered the rage and jealousy about how big sister was always loved and respected more than her. How her nights were never truly loved and revered as much as Celestia's precious days. She remembered how Celestia merely pretended to love her even while she kept the full weight of her oppressive hoof on her throat.

She cried as she thought desperately in the back of her mind, 'No... not her again... We were wrong to think things like that about my big sister... wrong to think such things about Equestria and the ponies within... *I WAS WRONG!***'

But all she could hear was Nightmare Luna gloating, 'Welcome back, Nightmare Moon!'

...

Meanwhile, the altered Rarity was fighting to save Celestia from Nightmare Celestia. She was all but in her face as she hit her over and over again with both the crop and the cat-o-nine-tails. But the harder she hit, the more N C just laughed in her face.

'Do you really think that mere pain will stop the likes of us?!' she thought, 'Without you horn and your magic, you are truly a pathetic thing to behold!'

But Rarity simply turned the hand holding the crop sideways and buried her fist into Nightmare Celestia's stomach. She gasp and nearly doubled over as she was pushed back.

"I knew you would not be affected by pain much," she replied, "It was merely a ruse to keep you close enough until I could do that to you! Not so smug now, are you hag?!"

'We will make you suffer for that!'

"Promises promises!" she hissed back.

N C pointed her finger at Rarity as a blood red jet of flame shot from it at her. But the flames moved so slowly, and her aim was so high, that she easily ducked underneath.

"Your aim stinks!" she snapped.

'Oh no,' she replied, 'I'm going to hit *EXACTLY** what I was aiming at!*'

Rarity turned just in time to see the bolt of flame going right at Celestia's bare crotch (as she was still hanging upside down by her hooves). Moving with speed she had never felt before, she ducked under the bolt, and stood up with her back to it as she embraced Celestia's hips. A blood curdling scream came from her lips as her whole back burned. It even felt like most of her mane was burned away as well.

'Exactly what I thought you'd do, you simpering weakling!'

"I'm so sorry," she sobbed, "Your Mistress has failed you..."

'NO!' thought Celestia, 'Don't die for me! I cannot bear the guilt of another death on my hands!'

'Don't you worry about a thing,' hissed N C, 'I promise I'll take good care of her once you're dead and gone!'

"I promise I'll see you in Tartarus first, bitch!" she snarled as her eyes glowed sickly green.

'What trick is this?!' she asked, 'You have no horn! How can you have any magic?!'

The crop and the cat-o-nine-tails merged and were reforged into a golden glaive.

'You aren't even a complete pony!!" she hissed, "If it weren't for Celestia's defenselessness and your vile willingness to hurt her to get at me, I wouldn't have had to resort to THIS!!"

With a single stroke, she cut N C in half from her head to her crotch.

'You haven't seen the last of us!' she hissed as she burst into flame, and then faded as a cloud of black smoke.

The glaive clattered to the floor as she raced to embrace Celestia's hips again.

"Are you alright?!" she asked. But then she realized with Nightmare Celestia gone, she couldn't hear Celestia's thoughts any more. Just the panicked mumbles against her bound muzzle. She leaned down to retrieve the glaive with one hand as she kept her grip on Celestia with the other. Then she supported her full weight as she used the glaive to slash the chains above her hooves.

Gently lowering her to the floor, she used the tip of the glaive to cut away the ropes binding her. She was kneeling by her submissive's side as she did so.

"Mistress?!" she asked as she sat up, "Where is your horn?!"

"Nightmare Rarity removed it with her powers," she replied, "I left it in my room for safe... MMMPPPHHH!"

Celestia was so relieved to embrace her Mistress again that she went right to a deep kiss. She was holding Rarity in a death grip even as she tried to protest. Their massive breasts were mashed against each other in the process. Rarity found that she was becoming aroused again, and that surely wasn't good. Yet she just couldn't break the kiss, or get Celestia's tongue out of her mouth... or perhaps she just didn't want that tongue to go away. With one arm about her back holding her up, Celestia leaned into Rarity even as her hand reached down to Rarity's mareslit. By the time she even thought to close her knees, Celestia's fingers had already began probing her hot wet vagina.

Rarity was scared about what would happen if she should climax again, and yet her body was aching to feel it again no matter what the consequences may turn out to be.

(12) Spike's House Guests and Interlopers

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Spike looked across the dining table at his expanding... harem?

Perhaps that was too strong a word. After all, he was only really sure about Bakabaka. Next to her was Nightmare Chrysalis... Chryssie was it?.. Her motives were still unfathomable... and he didn't even have a clue what the pink fluffball next to her was let alone what her motives were.

But between coming home to the library under dog attack and spending the better part of the night cleaning up even with the assistance of others, he was feeling tired. So he just heated up some leftovers he dug out of the kitchen. There was some mushroom stew and Germaneigh Rye Bread.

Bakabaka would have eaten dog food as long as it came from him. He had never experienced such submissive devotion from anypony in his life before... not that he was complaining. Of course, the Mane Six were all his friends, but none of them really bothered to do what he told them, let alone go to bed with them.

Chryssie seemed awkward about using a spoon until she watched him and Bakabaka using them for a while. But her deadpan stare was just a little unnerving at times. She also seemed to have a trait in common with Twilight since her transformation back at the Diamond Dog's mine: The tendency to go about the Library barely half dressed. It was hard not to stare at her chest since her bosom was sitting right on the edge of the table.

And then there was the nameless pink furball. She seemed to do everything with a long prehensile tongue. He couldn't even tell by looking if she had arms and hands, or just forelegs ending in hooves. She didn't even speak, but instead just communicated by blowing raspberries or making soft gasping sounds. It seemed that Chryssie and Bakabaka had no trouble understanding the noises, but it was all apparently non-sense to him.

Then a knock at the door caught his attention. He looked at Chryssie and the pink fluff as he said, "I better see who that is. Bakabaka will look after you while I'm gone, but I think it's best that you two should remain out of sight of the door for now. In fact, it's best if you two just stayed in the kitchen."

Chryssie sighed and the fluffball gasp.

"I'll take that... as a 'yes'..." He stood and made his way to the door. Standing tall, he set his face to a neutral expression as he opened it... to be glomped by Miss Rarity.

"Oh Spikey-wikey!" she cried, "Are you alright?!"

"I'm fine," he replied, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"There's monsters!" she said dramatically, "They've been seen around the Library!"

"The only 'monsters' I've seen around here are the dogs that broke in here and trashed the place," he sighed.

"Oh Spike," she sighed, "How terrible!"

"So what do these monsters look like?"

"Well, I haven't seen them personally," she replied as she looked up, "but the reports say that one looks like the Changeling Queen and the other is an unidentified pink fluffball."

"No monsters like that have threatened us."

"Well I am so relieved," she replied, "but promise be you'll tell me if you see them immediately. I'm worried sick about your safety, dahling." She kissed Spike on the cheek before letting him go.

"Shouldn't I tell the Royal Guards?"

"Well... of course!" she replied, "But I'm sure I care more about you than they do!" She paused before adding, "In fact, I think you should keep Bakabaka here with you until Twilight returns. It would be safer for the both of you."

"Thanks Rarity," he replied with a smile.

"Anything for my Spikey-wikey," she gushed as she turned to walk away.

"Care for some leftovers?"

"Oh, I'm far too busy right now," she sighed as she walked down the street.

He carefully closed the door, watched her hips sway as she walked away, and then rushed back to the kitchen.

"Something's going on with Rarity," he said quickly, "For some reason, she was looking for you two." He said that part as she looked at Chryssie and the fluffball.

The pink one let out a small series of raspberries as Bakabaka and Chryssie looked.

"While this may well make Master stop," she said, "She claims they were born inside her shop."

"What?!"

"As far as they can tell," she added, "They were born from a dark spell. Perhaps born from the essence of Nightmare Moon, but to know more it is too soon. There was three major Nightmares they could see: Nightmare Celestia, Nightmare Luna and Nightmare Rarity."

"Funny," he replied, "I wonder why Rarity didn't mention that..."

"While it does not seem quite fair," she replied, "perchance that really was the Nightmare!"

"It's lucky that I told her I didn't see any monsters that matched your descriptions then," he said, "although it really pained me to have to bend the truth like that around Miss Rarity."

Chryssie sighed and Bakabaka replied, "The other Nightmares called them weak, and didn't wish to hear them speak. They didn't even wish them to stay, but instead chased them both away. This may surely chill your heart, but they were torturing their counterpart."

"TORTURE?!" gasp Spike.

Chryssie nodded.

"OH YES!" hissed a nearby voice, "I'll be glad to give DEMONSTRATIONS!" They all turned to the kitchen doorway to see Nightmare Rarity in the same dress she wore at the door as Miss Rarity. While they all wanted to run, they realized that they couldn't move an inch. "But first I need to get back something of MINE from that pink fluffball!" She paused to laugh as she held up what was behind her back, and it was the Elements of Harmony! "Just look at the bonus bling I found! Those dogs are really terrible at searching, aren't they? It only took me a minute to find the book they were hidden in... under the pile of Spike's naughty mare magazine collection!"

The Return of Nightmare Moon

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

"Welcome back, *Nightmare Moon*," hissed Nightmare Luna into her ear.

Luna smiled in spite of the gag.

'The Eternal Night beckons us!' she thought back, 'Let us make it come true!'

'Such pleasant thoughts,' she replied, 'but first, let us take care of your big sister. She shall surely attempt to punish you once more for simply fulfilling your destiny. We can no longer allow her to stand in OUR way.'

'YES! Her interference can no longer be tolerated!'

'As soon as she had been dealt with, then we can surely make our dreams realized!' thought Nightmare Luna as her horn glowed, and Nightmare Moon's body floated off the sofa.

'We can surely walk on our own!'

'And deny you all of that pleasure?' she thought back, 'We are sure that keeping you like that a while longer will surely make you appreciate it all the more when we... deal with Princess Celestia.'

'So you do not trust us yet.'

N L paused before she replied, 'We suppose that is the best way to put it. What you do to you big sister will tell us just how much that we may trust you.'

'Then we shall surely show you that we can be trusted to take care of our meddling big sister!'

'And we look forward to when you fully embrace and join the sisterhood of the Nightmares.'

'Do you think that Nightmare Celestia will allow us to have our Eternal Night?'

'We think she shall be quite satisfied as we shall allow her a number of Solar Eclipses each year,' she replied, 'and if she feels that is not enough... we can deal with her just fine. We are sure that Nightmare Rarity will take our side over hers. With three of us against her, *we shall surely get our own way*.'

'That would bring us great joy!' replied Nightmare Moon.

'We simply need to take care of the Elements of Harmony,' she replied, 'and then NONE can stand against US!'

Just then, the room lit up as a small bonfire appeared, and when that faded, they saw Nightmare Celestia scowling at them.

'Oh, did little Celestia give you troubles?' asked N L.

'Certainly not!' she replied as her scowl deepened, 'That... that... blasted Rarity did!'

'I though that Nightmare Rarity dealt with her already.'

'OBVIOUSLY NOT!' she snarled, 'Even without her horn, she was able to summon a weapon that surely would have killed me by cutting my entire body in half in not for my Nightmare powers!'

'Power without her horn,' mused N L, 'How interesting. We must surely discover how she does this.'

'She *MUST** have a black magic relic hidden around here somewhere,' she replied, 'and I'm sure that Nightmare Rarity is already searching around for it.*'

'Are you worried that she won't share this power with the rest of you?' asked Nightmare Moon.

'Since that is exactly what I would most likely do until a Nightmare Hierarchy has been established amongst us.'

'It's the most sensible thing to do,' agreed N C.

'Then it is agreed that we should not attack Rarity unless we must,' she thought, 'and even then attack her as a group. That is the best way to make sure she cannot prevail.'

'What if Rarity runs to Canterlot for help?' asked Nightmare Moon.

'Oh, the way she looks now,' gloated N C, 'even showing her face in public would most likely get her shipped off to a Canterlot dungeon cell before anypony would bother to take her word for ANYTHING.'

'In that case,' replied N L, 'I'm sure that Nightmare Rarity made SURE that she cannot alter her looks to get her back to anything resembling... normalcy.'

'Considering how judgemental these ponies can be, I dare say NOPONY WILL!'

...

Rarity moaned and moaned into Celestia's mouth as she was laid back almost against the floor, but she had a mouthful of Celestia tongue on one hand, and a pussy full of Celestia's hand on the other. Even though she feared what would happen to her if she should climax again, the spell placed on her by Nightmare Rarity made her all too horny to care about it. The juices that oozed about Celestia's fingers was a sure sign of both how aroused she was, and how much of a puddle was forming underneath her. Yet in the tender embrace from her number one sub, both of their great pairs of boobs were mashed against each other tightly.

It was only a matter of minutes before she climaxed hard again, and she couldn't wait to feel the magically magnified orgasm as it ripped through her body. The last one she felt was almost enough to make her pass out from bliss, and she wasn't sure at all if she could stay conscious through this one.

But Celestia was so desperate to please her Mistress that Rarity had to wonder just how often she was even breathing let alone paying attention to anything going on around them. It took all of her focus just to keep even a loose one-handed grip on the golden glaive in case the Nightmares should choose to attack them.

Then the new most powerful orgasm she had ever felt in her life hit her like a mega-tsunami from a distant land. Her consciousness fluttered as every nerve and brain cell seemed overwhelmed with erotic energy, and she could feel another expansion of her breasts even mashed against Celestia's as they were. She just knew that they were now basically the largest breasts on a mare ANYWHERE in Equestria. Her booty felt just a bit larger as well. She couldn't help but wonder if it was the curse on her, or just plain coincidence, that Celestia was cumming with her at the same time.

But the night-skinned Rarity could only lay her head back and take long gasping breaths as Celestia finally withdrew her tongue from Rarity's mouth and ended the kiss.

"Oh Mistress," panted Celestia, "I could swear I felt that orgasm radiating from your body into my own."

"And our breasts just got larger," replied Rarity, "A curse placed on me courtesy of Nightmare Rarity. Unless you want your Mistress to never walk upright again, I suggest you refrain from pleasuring me for the foreseeable future."

Celestia sighed heavily as she nibbled at Rarity's neck.

"Uhhh..." she moaned softly, "I feel... so weak... Must get back to room to..."

Without saying more, she found herself swept up in Celestia's arms even as they raced back towards Rarity's room. It only seemed like seconds before they were barging in, and Rarity was being deposited on her own bed.

"The drawer... night stand..."

Celestia almost threw the drawer across the room in her hurry to retrieve Rarity's horn. She could see her pristine white horn in Celestia's hand as it was moved to be placed against her forehead.

"I swear it shall be reunited with my Mistress in just a moment!"

A strange tingling feeling swept from her forehead across her entire body.

"It... it's... done, Mistress Rarity."

"What's wrong, my love?" she asked as Celestia placed a silver mirror in her hand.

Looking at her horn, she realized it had changed from her beautiful white to a black darker than her new hide.

"It's not your fault," she replied, "I... had a feeling... that this was bound to happen... It will make it all the more precious when I'm return to my former divine beauty."

"What was that *black magic** you used before?*"

"I'm truly sorry you had to see me using that," she replied, "and when this is all over, I swear all shall be explained. I can only swear to you that I've used that power... only when there's the most dire need to." Pausing, she added, "But right now, your Mistress... is so tired... worn out from magically enhanced orgasms..." The golden glaive clattered to the floor from her hand over the side of the bed.

"Rest well, Mistress... rest easy, my love... I shall defend you to the last drop of my blood!" she declared as she tucked Rarity under the sheets, and then picked up the glaive. She sat at Rarity's side even as she watched the door.

Spike entertains a Nightmare

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Once they were paralyzed by Nightmare Rarity, they were reduced to her playthings. She used coils of rope to bind Spike, Bakabaka, Chryssie and the pink fluffball. Even their muzzles were tied tightly shut. Taking the lot of them upstairs, she took them all up to Twilight's room, dropped off all put the pink fluffball, and headed for the door.

"It shouldn't take me very long to find what I want," she hissed, "and then I shall return to play with my new toys. I promise."

Spike was already struggling hard to escape before she even left the room.

"Eager to begin, are we?" she asked, "Don't worry. I'll give you all the attention you can take."

So she took the puff down to Sike's room and tied her spread eagle to the corners of the bed on her back. Yet the big blue eyes simply looked back as she let out a long raspberry inspite of being muzzled. It seems her tongue was just small enough for her to stick if our of her mouth.

'What do you mean 'Tie it tighter'?!' she thought, 'Are you mocking me, little inferior Nightmare?!'

Leaning down, she gave her best impersonation of the Fluttershy Stare, but the fluff only stared back.

'How can you be so *fearless** when your fate is in MY hands?!*'

She blew a short response.

'Not only is ignorance bliss, it also must be bravado! That shall soon be corrected!'

N R shoved her hands into the pink fluffy fur around her stomach looking her her chest. Her hands vanished, then she pushed in to her elbows, and soon her was in to her shoulders. Even her breasts were mostly into the fur.

"What madness is this?!" she hissed, "How can there possibly be so much room inside your fur?!"

She blew a short response.

"WHAT DOES TIME AND SPACE HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?!" she hissed as she pulled her arms back out.

She blew three short responses.

"You're kidding me," she said at last.

She shook her head 'no' as best she could.

"Oh the things I have to do to get my precious trinkets back..." Reaching down, she grabbed the fluffy tail and slid her hand up towards where she was sure the crotch would be. Slowly, her hand disappeared into the fluff until she finally said, "Ah, I think I've found something."

She blew a short response.

"That's your... your... EWW!!" she hissed, "I'll never be able to forget that!!" She kept reaching deeper.

Fluffy blew a short response.

"My... that's bigger than I imagined... Do you give birth to creatures the same size as you?!"

She blew a short response.

"Thank Celestia I don't need that!" she hissed, "Although... I might go after that later on..."

She blew a short response.

"Speaking of boobie traps, I think I found two teats. I hope those are teats."

She blew a short response.

"OH!! There is no need to take THAT tone with me!!" she snarled, "You seem to forget which of us here is the HELPLESS ONE!!" She paused to say, "You know, I could save a whole lot of time if I just burn all this accursed fur away!"

She blew a few short and long responses.

'You are a clever one,' she thought back, 'I would have to go to that one, use her powers, and then share my toys with Nightmare Celestia. The less she knows about what I have, the better for all of us.'

She blew a short response.

'Of course I don't trust her,' she replied, 'She's all vengeance and punishment. Some twisted little notion that SHE can somehow purify the world with her flames. The sick little thing wouldn't be happy until everything is burned away. After all, there is nothing in creation is PURE enough for her. I wouldn't be surprised if she burned herself away once she was the last thing left.'

She blew a short response.

"No, I don't know exactly how I know that about her," she relied curtly. Then she snarled and said into her face, "I know what you're doing!! YOU'RE STALLING FOR TIME!! Give me back what is mine or I SHALL GOUGE YOUR EYES OUT!!"

Her tongue snaked out and dove into her own fur. She fussed around a moment before it came back up holding the small golden chest that Nightmare Rarity sought.

"EXCELLENT!!" she snarled as she snatched it up.

Then N R paused to think. She shoved several pillow cases over the fluff's head before tieing them all down tightly.

'There,' she thought, 'That should keep your tongue from getting around. I promise you much pain when I'm down with the others. It shall be glorious. You'll be begging me to let you die!**'

If there was a response, she couldn't hear it, and that was good enough for her.

Her horn glowed brighter and brighter as she stared at the chest.

'Curse her!' she thought, 'The lock on this chest is even more magically sealed then I could imagine. I'll just have to go back to her and MAKE her tell me how to get it opened!' Then she paused, and added, 'But as long as I hold them, it can wait awhile. After all, it would be... rude... to ignore my... other guests.'

Fluff blew a short response through the muzzle and pillow cases.

"I don't care what Miss Manners thinks!" she hissed, "What everpony that might be!"

Taking the chest under her arm, she stalked out of the room.

...

Meanwhile, upstairs in Twilight's room, the three of them struggled to get loose before Nightmare Rarity returned.

'I'm sorry,' thought Chryssie, 'The ropes are enchanted. I can't escape them directly.'

'If you can escape by yourself, just do so!' thought Spike, 'I won't think any less of you! Come back with help!'

'What ever our situation may be,' thought Bakabaka, 'With my sweet Master I must agree.'

Chryssie closed her eyes and her whole body began to glow green. The glow grew brighter and brighter until she suddenly shot from the bed through the ceiling like a rocket. They stared at the hole she left behind.

'That'll leave a mark,' thought Spike.

It would, because she was depending on the splintering wood to strip and cut the roped from her as she bust through the roof. In fact, she was just about oozing dark blood all over her body as she rose up. It really hurt like heck. On some strange impulse, she shifted into the Pegasus-dog known as Rainbow Dash and flew in a straight line towards Fluttershy's cottage. At least the shift closed all of her cuts and stopped the bleeding.

'Oh how am I going to explain this to Twilight?!' thought Spike as he looked at the hole.

"So the little coward abandoned you at the first chance?!" hissed Nightmare Rarity, "Why am I not surprised?!"

'I was a fool to ever trust her!' replied Spike.

"Oh, I never trusted her!" she replied, "That's why I drove her away at the first chance!" So she looked at Spike and Bakabaka, cracked her knuckles, and said, "She cannot hide from our combined powers forever! We will destroy her at the first chance!" She paused to gloat, "All the more attention for you two, my dahlings!"

'Do you worst to me!' thought Spike boldly, 'Just leave the piddling little maid out of this!'

"Oh, how galant of my Spikey-wikey!" gushed Nightmare Rarity, "But I can't leave her out of ALL of the fun!"

'If you...'

"Oh spare me the macho threats!" she retorted, "I'll do what I want with you two and YOU'LL LIKE IT!"

She floated Bakabaka over Spike as they looked into each other's eyes. Then he watched as she was slammed hard to the ceiling next to Chryssie's exit hole. Wood tendrils seemed to grow from the wood as she was bound looking down.

"But since you insist on being her macho protector," she gloated, "I guess I'll just make you suffer first!" Nightmare Rarity walked about the bed as she looked down on him. "Just look at those hideous claws, those crude scales, and those monstrous teeth of yours!" she hissed, "You're just dying for a serous makeover!"

He gulped hard.

'It shall lead to naught but disaster,' warned Bakabaka, 'should you mess with my Master!'

"What foolish sentiment," she hissed as more of the wood tendrils began tearing her uniform to shreds.

Spike surprised her by blowing a short burst of flame from his nostrils, even though it hurt some. His nose wasn't really supposed to be used for blowing flames after all.

"What's a matter, Spikey-wikey?" she sweetly hissed, "Don't you like your little Rarity any more?"

'YOU AREN'T MY SWEET BEAUTIFUL RARITY!' he hissed, 'YOU'LL NEVER TAKE HER PLACE!'

She leaned in and stuck him across the muzzle as she hissed, "Never say NEVER!" He could see the shreds of Bakabaka's uniform as they rained down around them.

"I still don't know why you're so attracted to such small breasts," she hissed into his ear, "They don't do a thing for me."

'It's none of your business who I choose to love or why!'

She produced a thick black muzzle from nowhere that she placed over his snout. There was no nose holes, so he could only breath by the space between it and his scales.

"That should make you think twice before you try and blow fire through your nose," she hissed, "You'll just wind up giving yourself a couple of flaming lungs, and I'm sure that would hurt!"

(15) Fluttershy and Dash receive a Guest

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Fluttershy wondered how she kept getting herself into these situations. She was bound arm and wing, naked and hanging upside down in a darkened room. Her legs were spread so wide, it hurt some. She could almost see the juices dripping from her pussy down her stomach. Her mouth was tied tight.

"Didn't I tell you this would be all you expected and more?" asked Rarity. While she could hear the tailor unicorn very well, she couldn't turn her head far enough in any direction to see her.

She tried to protest through her muzzled mouth.

"Oh, I think you'll just love the special guest I brought," she replied, "He's been waiting patiently for quite some time while I got you all worked up for him."

'WAIT?!' she thought, 'HIM?! Who said anything about a him?!'

She felt a hand laid over her hot wet pussy and looked up to see a large red stallion's hand being laid over it. It was a powerful hand calloused from long years of hard laboring. The middle finger was pressed down into her mareslit and began to wiggle. She had a good idea who the stallion was, but she wasn't certain.

"Well, I did say a guest would be stopping by," commented Rarity.

A moment passed as her vagina was fingered, and she got hotter. More juice oozed from her mareslit as the pointer finger joined the other. She was aroused enough to see her clit emerging from its sheath even as she stared up between her motherly breasts that gave her an odd sense of tunnel vision.

"But I promise there won't be any mating until we're all sure your ready and willing, dahling," cooed Rarity from somewhere that seemed even closer.

She was panting hard through her nose as the ring finger was added, turning it into a three-finger cluster. The leaking juices were going to leave her stomach quite messy by the time she was let down. Glancing to her right, she could see part of a red throbbing erection, and she knew who it belonged to: Big Macintosh. She could also just see part of a large red hand as it was stroking that cock forcefully.

"Now remember my dear," said Rarity softly, "You promised you wouldn't touch her with your seed, so please be careful where you aim that. That includes any that gets on your hand, just so you understand."

But Fluttershy was losing focus as the fingers pushed her closer to climax. Her head slowly turned down towards the floor beneath her as she panted through her nose all the harder.

"I told you he had a lot more going for him than just the second biggest cock I've ever seen," mused Rarity.

'It's not fair,' she thought hotly, 'When I slapped him, I thought he understood I didn't want to see him like this ever again. He knows I won't give up taking care of the forest critters just to live with him.'

"Oh, I can't wait to see how this moment is immortalized in oil paints," sighed Rarity, "That grin of yours is just too precious, my dear Big Mac."

'No one ever said anything about...' she thought, but her own thoughts were interrupted as the orgasm washed over her.

...

Fluttershy awoke with a start. She was indeed untied and in her own bed, but something still didn't feel right. It felt as if she had actually cum as she lay there, and then she felt why: Somepony's tongue was lapping and licking at her mareslit. Looking down between her breasts as she lay on her back, she could see the Pegasus-dog known as Rainbow Dash with her head down between her spread legs using her whole tongue on her pussy.

"Naughty Dash!" she panted, "I thought we agreed there would be no more pussy licking while I was asleep!"

Dash sat up, panting as her tongue hung out her mouth. The canine teeth lining her mouth were quite noticeable. Her red eyes shined as she seemed so happy with herself. When she did so, Fluttershy could well see the aroused state of her four pairs of teats as the covered her chest and part of her stomach. Flutters could see if not smell her juices as they dripped off her tongue.

"Miss Rarity," she sighed, "She's going to be so disappointed in me. I've had you here for almost three days, and I still can't stop you from sniffing and licking my pussy and ass. She's surely expected some results by now."

Dash crawled up her stomach and sniffed at one of her erect nipples before she gave it a long, wet lick.

"Now now!" she scolded her, "We both know you're far too old for that, even if I did have any milk to offer you!"

She looked into Flutters eyes and whimpered pathetically.

"You know that won't work with me," she sighed, "Now if you would be so kind as to..."

She never finished her comment, as she noticed that Dash was leaning closer. No, something on her back was weighing her down. Then she saw something... the last thing she expected to see. There was another Pegasus-dog on Dash's back, and it looked just like her.

"Oh look," panted Dash as she looked over her own shoulder, "I have a sister."

"This doesn't make sense at all!" said Fluttershy quickly. As she tried to sit up, she noticed her wings were stuck out from her sides in a wingboner.

"Big trouble," said the second Dash, "Big trouble at the Library."

The first Dash collapsed on top of her, leaving her pinned under the two of their bodies.

"Please get off me," she sighed heavily, then adding awkwardly, "Uh... if you don't mind."

But she found her face was under assault from two sides as both Dashes were energetically licking her face.

"Now now," she chided, "We have to get some things done today, so we can't spend all day in bed like this."

But her pleas seemed to go unheeded.

"Don't make me use The Stare again," she warned.

That made the lower Dash sit bolt upright as the second Dash rolled off her back. Then the two of them turned into a wrestling ball of fur and feathers as even Flutters lost track of which one was which. While the two played, she managed to roll out of bed and work on dressing herself.

'I suppose the bath can wait until later,' she thought, 'By the time I'm done with chores, I'll surely need one.'

As normal, she didn't bother with underwear, but simply went straight to her all too short red pleated skirt and her heavy turtleneck pull over orange sweater. It took a moment of adjustments to get both of her wings out the neat hole in the back so she could use them without any hangups. Then she slipped on her knee length orange socks, and her brown hoof-sandals. Glancing at her own chest, she wondered how long her nipples were going to stick out like that.

As she looked back, she blushed as she noticed one Dash was on top of the other, and they were facing in opposite directions as they both sniffed and lightly licked at each other's mareslits. But when the one on top licked the anus of the one underneath, Flutters just had to look away.

"Are you two quite done yet?" she asked as her blush deepened, "This is just something that civilized ponies don't do!"

When she found a Dash head over each shoulder, she knew they were. Of course, she took a couple of her special dog biscuits from the drawer in her nightstand and gave one of them to each. She just couldn't stand butt breath or butt tongue, and she just wasn't going to take a chance. Besides, it also helped to keep their teeth sparkling white. They both chewed on the treat eagerly, dropping some crumbs over her shoulders.

Once they were done, she said, "Now would one of you please tell me what the trouble at the Library might be?"

"Must save Spike and Bakabaka from monster," said one, "and little pink fluff friend too."

"What monster?!" asked Flutters as her eyes narrowed.

"Nightmare Rarity!" she exclaimed.

"What now?!"

"Nightmare Rarity! Nightmare Rarity!"

"I've never heard of anypony like that," she replied as she narrowed her eyes at the Dash speaking to her, "Just who are you really? It's just too much of a coincidence that there should be two Pegasus-dogs around here that just happen to look identical."

One changed forms as Fluttershy stared, and then said "QUEEN CHRYSALIS?!"

Chryssie sighed heavily.

"No," said Dash, "Not smelling right."

She sighed again.

"Are you trying to say that you're also one of these... Nightmares?"

She nodded.

"Just how many of these Nightmares are there?!"

She sighed a few short sighs.

"What?!" she gasp, "There's a Nightmare of Celestia, Luna AND Rarity?! Plus you and the pink fluffball?!"

She nodded again. Then she sighed a long low one.

"But only Nightmare Rarity is at the Library?! The other two are at the Carousel Boutique?!"

She nodded once more.

"We better get right over to the Library," said Fluttershy, "If you two want to... I mean, I don't want to see Spike or his marefriend get hurt any more than any other pony."

Chryssie and Dash both nodded.

"If you promise not to wander off or stick that nose anywhere private," she said slowly as she looked into Dash's eyes, "then we'll not bother with the leash."

Fluttershy blinked as both Chryssie and Dash nodded.

"I'm sure this is going to make my life interesting," she sighed heavily.

Miss Rarity's New Look

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Rarity slowly awoke feeling something odd behind her head.

"Welcome back, Mistress," said a soft regal voice behind her, "Did you sleep well?"

She realized that she had been sleeping against Celestia, her head pillowed between her loyal sub's breasts. But Rarity could only look down at her own massive chest, now surpassing both Luna and Celestia in their epic size. She glanced to her side to notice the golden glaive laying there.

"It is good to see you, my love," she replied at last, "Have you slept any?"

"Not while you were at risk," she replied softly.

"It seems my Nightmare self has not only made me appear completely different," mused Rarity, "but now I sound nothing like the way I should. In fact, this voice sounds... oddly familiar..."

"It... does..."

"Well, if I ever plan to be seen in public again," she mused, "I have to do something to use their new look to my advantage. While I'm sure I cannot appear as I used to, considering these... new breasts of mine..."

"Might I suggest something, Mistress?"

"I always value your suggestions."

Celestia leaned closer to whisper something softly into Rarity's ear.

"Why that's... that's... BRILLIANT!!"

She smiled as she nibbled at her Mistress' ear.

...

Nightmare Rarity continued to amuse herself at the expense of Spike while Bakabaka was bound to the ceiling over them, forced to watch her Master and lover suffering so. It was a complex web of misery as Spike was made to look upon one that looked like his Rarity, but knew deep down it was just a Nightmare version of her. Just when he was getting used to being a Master, the one who looked like the one who gave him that power was stripping it away from him. And with a spell from her horn, she cursed his cock so he couldn't blow his wad, but could only feel the ever increasingly painful rock hard erection as he couldn't cum.

"So how does it feel to be weak, pathetic and powerless again, my Spikey-wikey?!" she hissed into his ear.

Of course, being muzzled and gagged, she wasn't really expecting an answer. But she did get his defiant and angered glare back into her own eyes.

"Oh, if a stare could kill," she giggled, "I'd already be six feet under." Then she placed her right hand over his left as she added, "But at least you won't being doing that with these nails... I mean, claws." His claws had been reduced to about the most marish of girly nails he had ever seen. She even painted them glossy ivory white and added a gem to each that appeared to be taken straight from Rarity's cutie mark. He could tell his feet had been treated the same way.

He could see part of Bakabaka past her, and he could see her tears running from her eyes down her muzzle, and then drip down either onto Nightmare Rarity's back or onto the bedsheets around them. Her naked form was being molested by the very wood tendrils that were holding her helpless to the ceiling.

"Don't mind her," she hissed, "She's getting her rocks off even as I speak. A little conditioning and she soon become quite the little voyeur of such pain, suffering and humiliation. Once I convince her you're willing to abandon her to save your own sorry scales, I can make her MY apprentice!" She stared into his glare as she added, "So, you really think you'd never NEVER forsake her just to save yourself?! We'll see about that."

She reminded him about how badly he wanted to cum by tickling his testicles with her fingertips. Keeping it back was becoming a painful distraction.

But Nightmare Rarity laughed in his face. "So you really think that a pathetic little tailor with as much black magic and secrets as Miss Rarity is going to save your sorry scales?! That she's somehow going to make ME submit to somepony as pathetic and useless AS YOU?!" she hissed loudly, "YOU ARE TRULY NAIVE!!"

Then there was a knock at the Library's front door.

"BLAST!" she snorted, "What is it now?!" She smacked Spike across the muzzle as she hissed, "I'll be back to torture you as soon as I deal with the nuisance at the front door!"

She stomped down the stairs and slammed the front door open as she said, "WHAT?!"

There was four teenage unicorns looking back at her with wide eyes.

She knew the first well: Snails. He had a golden hide with a blue-green mane and tail. His body was fairly tall as well as skinny. The horn was sticking out through the back turned black baseball cap. He stared back with his dark brown eyes. On his torso, he wore a black short-sleeved T-shirt that said in bold white letters, "I'M WITH THE JERK!" He also wore black shorts made from a pair of jeans cut down to size.

The second was also well known: Snips. He had a blue hide with a dark orange mane and tail, both of which were cut short. He stared at her with his beady black eyes. This unicorn stallion was much shorter and stockier than his lifelong chum. He stared back with his dark brown eyes. While his brow bore thick black and bushy eyebrows, his upper lip showed his pronounced buck teeth. On his torso, he wore a black short-sleeved T-shirt that said in bold white letters, "NO, IT'S THE OTHER JERK!" He also wore a well torn pair of denim jeans.

The next one she didn't know. He was a gray stallion who seemed to be somewhere between Snips and Snails build, altough her was much closer to the tall skinny one than the short chunky one. His gray eyes seemed to be offset by this narrow and well trimmed beard on his chin.. On his torso, he wore a black short-sleeved T-shirt that simply said in bold white letters, "JERK" He also wore a well worn pair of black cargo pants. He had a brown paper package under his arm that looked about the right size and shape as a book.

The last unicorn she didn't recognize either. The first thing she noticed was that his buck teeth were even bigger than those of Snips. It made him look like he had donkey kin somewhere back in his family tree somewhere. His eyes, mane, tail and hide were all almost the same shade of muddy brown in color.. On his torso, he wore a black short-sleeved T-shirt that simply said in bold white letters, "JERK IN TRAINING" He also wore a well worn pair of black cargo pants, but they were low enough on his flanks so she could see far too much of his gray underwear

They all just blinked and stared at her heaving boobs as she stood there and glared down on them.

"WELL?!"

"Uh..." said the one with the JERK shirt, "We're here to give back Canterlot Conspiracies Parts 10 through 12. I think we're ready for parts..."

She snatched the package from him as she screamed, "TOO BAD!! WE'RE CLOSED!!" Then she proceeded to slam the door in their faces.

As she turned to stomp back upstairs, she could hear him saying to the others, "See?! That's how you act when you're hiding something! I'm writing another letter to Prince Blueblood as soon as I get home!"

"Maybe she's just busy?" asked Snails.

"Busy plotting the takeover of Equestria!!" he replied.

"I don't get it," said Snips, "How can Celestia be plotting with the tailors to take over Canterlot when she already runs it?"

"THAT'S JUST WHAT THEY WANT YOU TO THINK!" he snarled, "It's all clearly detailed in book 11!"

'MORONS!' thought Nightmare Rarity as she stomped away from the door.

Meanwhile, two mares stalked up to the door just slammed in the stallions faces.

"Well," sneered one, "It looks like somepony put some dorks in their place!" She was a mare of pale violet hide, and had a two-toned mane and tail of purple and white. Her glare was marked by her blue eyes, but it wasn't nearly as gaudy as the silver and diamond chip encrusted tiara she had perched on her head. She was dressed in white silk from her neck to her coronets in somehing that made her look like a teenage pageant queen wannabe. On the sides of the skirts was a symbol that looked just like her cutie mark: A tiara like the one she wore. It was made worse by the black shiny pumps she wore on top of her hooves.

The other mare laughed at them. She had a silver hide with violet eyes. Her mane and tail were an off-white/light silver in color, but it was her thick rimmed glasses and the tasteless imitation pearl necklace that really stood out. Her dress was gray muslim, and was almost as extensive and richly tasteless looking at the first, but obviously not quite as expensive. On the sides of her dress was a symbol that looked like her own cutie mark: A large silver spoon. Like the other, she had black pumps over her hooves.

"Hello Miss Diamond Tiara," said Snails, "Miss Silver Spoon."

"Still hanging out with these losers?!" hissed Diamond Tiara.

"Sure, we've been best buds for years," he replied.

"Don't talk to them!" snarled the bearded one, "They're all part of the Plutocratic Parasitic Pompous Proprietors!"

"But they look like mares to me," he replied, "Really pretty ones."

"That's all part of the act!"

"Just the kind of nonsense I would expect from the underclass!" snarled Diamond Tiara.

"Oh no," replied Snips, "We're part of the upper classponies this year!"

"Ughh," groaned Silver Spoon, "She wasn't talking about Ponyville High School, you clown!"

"Well at least somepony knows their place," sniffed Diamond Tiara as she nodded towards Snips.

"Someday," hissed the bearded one, "You'll get put in your place when the ponies realize just how you make them miserable just so you parasites can feel good about yourselves!"

"That kind of nonsense can get a pony vanished into a Canterlot Dungeon for quite some time!" growled Silver Spoon.

"Canterlot has a dungeon?" asked the odd unicorn out.

"Of course it does, Puppydog Tails!" she replied, "Every disciplined society uses them to keep the riffraff in line!"

...

The door to Rarity's shop opened hard to reveal two figures, but only one was well known: Princess Celestia. She was dressed to the nines as she pranced out in her glorious white silk dress. One couldn't even see more than a glimpse of the silver shoes that covered her hooves under all the skirts and underskirts.

The other was wearing silver plate armor With her massive boobs, it gave a whole new meaning to the phrase 'chest plate'. The whites of her eyes were green, and the iris was blood red. The swirling mane and tail were midnight black. Yet the midriff was bare as well as most of her thighs. The rest of her legs down to her hooves were clad in armor as well as her arms up to her rounded metal shoulder plates. The head was covered in a cross between a helm and a crown, but it more than showed of the curved horn that was midnight black at the base as it shifted to blood red at the tip. About her shoulders down to the ground was a bright red cloak trimmed with white fur. A wicked grin showed off her fangs and pointed teeth. At her side, she was using the Golden Glaive as a walking staff.

"Grovel before QUEEN SOMBRA!!" she hissed, "Mine my crystals for ME!!"

A passing Pegasus stallion grumbled, "Isn't it another week to Nightmare Night?"

A passing Earth pony mare said as she leaned close to the Earth pony stallion next to her, "Yeesh, who thinks Queen Sombra would have boobs that massive?"

"If she was real, I'd totally obey somepony as SEXY as that!" he retorted.

"You're just perverted!" she hissed.

"I might look," he replied, "but I swear you're the only mare I love!"

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Perfect," said Queen Sombra.

"Of course, Mistress," sighed Celestia as she kissed her on the cheek.

"Well *WE** think you look ridiculous!*" hissed a nearby voice overhead.

They both looked up to see Nightmare Luna and Nightmare Moon glaring down on them.

"Little sister?!" cried Celestia in distress.

"Yes," hissed Nightmare Luna, "She has returned to the fold of Nightmares! If we didn't have to see a dog about a bitch, we'd obliterate you both *RIGHT NOW!***"

Celestia dropped to her knees as she wept, "No! Not again!" She covered her eyes with her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"WE LAUGH AT BIG SISTER'S PAIN!" snarled Nightmare Moon.

Then the two of them turned to sparkling purple smoke and flew away towards the new dog village.

Rarity/Queen Sombra leaned down by Celestia and hugged her as she said, "As your Mistress, I swear I'll find a way to set things right. Even if it means losing myself to the dark magics I've been hiding all these years."

"Please," sniffed Celestia, "I can't bear to lose anymore loved ones!"

"You can't get rid of your Mistress that easily," she purred as she kissed Celestia on the lips.

"It seems every Nightmare Night is tackier than the one before," muttered a Pegasus mare as she flew overhead.

Converging on a Library

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Nightmare Rarity stomped back up the stairs to Twilight's room. She was finally rid of the four unicorn teenage stallions that came by to annoy her about books. Her frustration was high enough that she just chucked the package back over her shoulder, not caring where it might land in the Library below. After all, she was beautiful, not a Librarian.

"Well now that those pests have been dealt with," she muttered, "It's time I got back to entertaining my guests."

She looked at Spike tied to the bed and Bakabaka as she was bound to the ceiling with tendrils of wood. The tears of the Oryx simply fell down upon Spike as they exchanged their concerns without speaking.

"If this wasn't making me queasy," she growled, "I might just think this was adorably cute."

She walked to the side of the bed as she began to disrobe. As she stripped, she looked at how large and hard Spike's cock had become since she cursed it to prevent him from any sort of release.

"Does Spikey's little cock feel like it's going to pop?" she hissed as she leaned closer to his ear, "Well let's just see how much worse we can make things, shall we?" Crawling on top of him, her boobs were in Spike's face even as he could feel his cock as it rubbed against her mareslit. She had straddled his hips just so the length of his erection was pressing against her pussy as hard as she could force it to.

'Tell me,' she thought, 'What happens when a tree gets planted in a mare's womb?'

'Nothing,' he thought back, 'They're not compatible.'

'If roots can split a rock to get to better soil, what do you think is going to happen to Bakabaka's body?'

'YOU WOULDN'T DARE!'

'I can,' she mentally hissed back, 'and I would if that means taking her away from *you!***'

'But you haven't done so already, have you? This is some kind of blackmail scheme. You want something from me.'

'Very perceptive of you,' she replied, 'I do.'

'Then just spill it so I can get this over with!'

'Oh, I fully intent to entertain the two of you for a while before then,' she thought back, 'Don't worry, I won't let any of my plans take root before I'm ready to let you go. She'll be perfectly safe above us, although she might get a little sore. Those tendrils are not exactly made of the most silken roots, you know.'

'I'll NEVER fall for a MONSTER like you!'

'Good. That means the suffering can be... prolonged... even more.'

She raised and lowered her hips to rub herself against his cock.

'Just listen to her moaning and carrying on right over our heads,' thought N R, 'I bet you she's having an orgasm even as we think about it. I bet you would do anything I ask for a Klon...'

'I won't do ANYTHING for the likes of you!'

'Ah, the more defiant the foals are, the more enjoyable it is when the finally have their spirits crushed!'

'DO YOUR WORST!'

...

Fluttershy made her way to the outskirts of Ponyville with Rainbow Dash and... another Fluttershy. She stuck out her arms and wings to stop the other two before some random pony would see them from the town.

"You know, it's probably not close enough to Nightmare Night before we can go around looking like each other," she suggested to Nightmare Chryssie, "Perhaps it might be... better... if you impersonated somepony else... if you don't mind."

Chryssie focused and transformed into the spitting image of Rarity, which caused the other two to blink.

"Well dahlings," she said with the right accent, "I very much doubt that she's left the Library while she's still holding Spike and Bakbaka as her prisoners, so it's very unlikely we should run into her on a street."

"I have to admit that makes sense," replied Fluttershy, "although it might look odd if you did so without any clothing on..."

Rarity looked at herself and realized that she was in fact naked. Just then, a thump was heard nearby, and the three of them noticed that Derpy Hooves had flown into a tree trunk not far from where they were. So she jumped behind another tree and emerged in a light blue summer dress while the other two went off to check on Derpy. She managed to slide down the trunk head first, dumping her mailbags in the process.

As she rushed over, she heard the mailmare muttering, "Oh dear, I don't know what went wrong..." Fluttershy and Dash were helping by gathering her mail parcels as she gathered her wits.

"Are you alright dahling?!" she asked as she got to Derpy's side.

"Oh, I thought I saw you buck naked just before I ran into that tree," she muttered.

"Well I'm obviously not naked, dahling!" she replied, "It must have been a trick of the light or something!"

"Yeah," she replied as Fluttershy and Dash began reloading her mail pouch.

"Rarity package!" said Dash as she picked up a wrapped box. Glancing at it, Fluttershy could clearly see the label, and it was supposed to go to Rarity over at the Carousel Boutique.

"Well since you're right here," muttered the mailmare, "Why don't you just take it with you?"

"Of course," replied 'Rarity' as she took the package from Dash's hand.

"Well if you have anything for me," said Fluttershy, "just leave it in the mail box. I'll pick it up later. If that's okay with you."

"Sure thing!" replied Derpy cheerfully as she walked away. She was still just a little too unsteady to go back to flying, but seemed perfectly fine otherwise.

So the three of them crossed the bridge into town. Everypony seemed to take them as normal as they waved and walked by. Even the Pegasus-dog that was Rainbow Dash.

"So far, so good," whispered Fluttershy quietly.

"Dahling?!" asked 'Rarity', "Wherever are you going?!"

Fluttershy looked to see that Dash was dashing ahead someplace. She just caught a glance of somepony that could only be Princess Celestia coming around the corner of a building just before she was tackled by Dash. In fact, Celestia was getting licked all over her muzzle as she and 'Rarity' managed to catch up with them.

"Naughty Dash!" she scolded her, "Get of Princess Celestia this instant!"

"It seems the training is a little behind schedule," said a deep dark yet feminine voice.

Fluttershy turned to see a strange mare that was a feminized version of King Sombra. One with truly huge... tracks of land. She squealed in fear as she looked on.

"It's alright, Fluttershy," she said, "I'm a friend in spite of appearances." Then she noticed the 'other Rarity', and added, "I see somepony is taking care of my image?"

"Chryssie can't be seen as Changeling Queen!" blurted out Dash.

"I suppose that makes sense," she replied, but then noticed the package just before she snatched it away from 'herself'. She glanced at the label before she announced, "AH, it's finally got here! I've been waiting for this for some time, and cost me plenty of bits to secure this as well!"

"It seems our common Nightmare is hold up in the Golden Oak Library, dahlings," said the Changeling Rarity.

"It doesn't seem she's managed to get my other trinkets out of the chest either," added Queen Sombra.

"Is there a reason for looking like that?" asked Fluttershy quietly as she looked at Queen Sombra.

"It would take too long to explain it all here and how," she replied, "but suffice it so say that somepony's Nightmare is going to have to be made to pay for making me look less than my most beautiful self!" Lifting the glaive by a few inches, she smacked it down hard into the ground, cracking one of the stones that formed the basis of the road.

"Oh my," she replied.

"So how are things with you and Big Macintosh?" asked the armored maiden.

"I don't know," she replied softly, "I've heard that he's getting married to a giraffe and becoming a consort to Princess Twilight Sparkle. There's nothing left between us now."

"You shouldn't be so quick to judge them," she replied, "As the Element of Kindness, you should give him a chance to be friends with you. I'm sure he doesn't want to make you move or give up tending you critters any more."

"Oh, I suppose you're right about that," she replied as her cheeks blushed. Then she really blushed as she said, "AH! Cold nose! No licking! No licking!"

Dash had in fact shoved her nose under Fluttershy's skirt from behind once more.

"I suppose I'll shall have to pay you more to house Dash while the training continues," muttered Queen Sombra. She snapped her fingers as Dash came to her side, sitting on her haunches and panting. She gave Dash a quick pat on her head and mane as she smiled down at the Pegasus-dog before she said, "Bad Dash. Naughty Dash."

"I'm doing my best to fix that," said Fluttershy softly.

(18) Seeing a Dog about a Bitch

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Fido glanced out the window as he looked out over the new dog village. Various ponies were finishing construction even as he was looking, and every already finished building was nearly busting at the seams with dog refugees that were allowed to leave their former mine-fortress. And yet a small group of dog warriors were already plotting to exploit them on behalf of their dog masters that no one ever bothered to swear their allegiance away from.

"Soon, this place will be a second home to those like the Shaman," he muttered to no one in particular.

There had been chaos in their ranks since the demise of the old chief, his replacement by Rover, and then Rover's detention in a Canterlot cell. In the order of candidates, Fido figured he was in the top three at worst. He was smart enough to know with his vast magical powers, securing the backing of the Shaman would make him the alpha male to all of the Diamond Dogs.

He growled as half a dozen bitches walked by just under the window. They were all wearing one-piece summer dresses of various lengths, shapes, colors and hues, and he believed that was wrong. Not one escorting male was anywhere around. He thought that a properly submissive bitch remained naked at all times, seen but not heard. They used to be kept so deep in the mines that outsiders had to speculate about whether or not they really existed. That was the way of the Diamond Dogs. Now they paraded about under the light of the sun as if they were equal to the males of the tribe.

He felt that Princess Twilight and Princess Celestia were filling the bitches heads with all kinds of wrong thinking, and he figured once he was installed as Chief, all of that was going away as fast as possible. Glancing over his shoulder, he watched the two apprentices of the Shaman installing a frame like that of a door inside a closet. Judging by their glassy-eyed stares, both the male and bitch were under the Shaman's direct influence to make sure they couldn't remember what they were doing for him. They both thought that they were free.

Once the portal was activated, they could instantly move troops and resources to the mine and back at any time. He had assurances that another portal was being secretly placed in Canterlot itself with the assistance of a fifth columnist among the nobles. While he was short on details, he knew that there was a loyal dog spy among them who was coerced to act as their agent most likely by somepony directly influenced by the Shaman back at the mines proper.

The puzzle pieces were falling into place quickly, and nopony seemed to be onto them as of yet. But then his thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. Stomping over to the door and opening it, he was confronted by a young bitch holding a square cardboard box. Judging by her size and form, she had to be barely old enough to have recently stopped nursing. But there was something that wasn't right besides the fact she was wearing a long tailed shirt. Her fur was somehow dyed blue?

"WHAT?!" he growled in her face.

She gulped and said, "Yer pizza is ready, nice man."

"I ordered no such thing!" he retorted as his nose was filled with the smell of mushrooms, cheese and hot crust.

"But it's paid for," she replied awkwardly, "I can't take it back. He'll punish me if I do. Please just take it."

"FINE!" he snarled as he took it from her shaking hands. He then slammed the door in her face.

The smell drew dogs towards him from all around the room. He growled at them asserting his authority as he took the box over to the small table in the corner of the room. Being the Alpha Male present, he got the first choice.

The door burst open behind him, surprising them all. The small bitch stood there as her open palm glowed with a strange blue energy. "What's a matter, cheapskate?!" she hissed in a strange voice, "Where's my tip?!"

The box opened as blue sparkling smoke poured out of it. "Not tipping?!" it hissed, "Where are your manners?!"

The bitch grew as her hide became darker, and both wings and a long horn grew from her body as her simple garment was destroyed. Her chest swelled as a huge pair of breasts emerged, and her paws turned into hooves. But her teeth seemed almost a cross between a dog and a shark, and her eyes were rather... feline. Her mane and tail grew out into a field of night and stars, and a silver skull cap covered her head including surrounding her black horn, but not covering her ears.

"INTRUDER!!" he yelled.

She gestured with her hand as one dog warrior floated up to the ceiling before being slammed down into the floor.

"A fine one to speak," commented the smoke from the pizza box as it formed into a similar mare. It formed into a mare like the first, but with some differences. One, she had to skullcap, and for another, one could see a full blood moon as it drifted inside her mane. Her hands glowed as two dogs suddenly were flung together in the middle of the room.

"Who are you?! What do you want?!" demanded Fido.

"Demanding, isn't he?" asked the mare from the pizza box.

"Annoyingly so," said the formerly delivery bitch.

"Well we are Nightmare Luna," she said, "and this is somepony even you should know: Nightmare Moon."

"I don't remember the legends saying anything about her being so hot... or naked," commented one of the dog warriors as he stared at their giant jugs in awe.

Nightmare Moon paused and she looked at herself, and face palmed herself when she realized she was making them more horny than horrified.

"We... intended this!" asserted Nightmare Luna.

Nightmare Moon's horn glowed as she dragged Fido across the room to her, and demanded in his face, "Take us to the one called the Shaman and you get to live another day!" She groaned and added, "Your doom may come sooner IF YOU DON'T STOP STARING AT MY TITS!!"

"Oh, don't be so uptight," purred Nightmare Luna, "if the poor thing wants to stare at our glorious assets, dear sister." She walked across the room as her horn glowed, and ran a finger across his chin. Suddenly, his eyes glowed the same color as her horn.

"The portal in the closet will take you right to him as soon as the apprentices activate it," said Fido.

"I think we can make them activate the portal," she sighed as she looked at her Nightmare sister, "but the Shaman's control is too strong to bend them to our will for more than a moment."

"Then that is all we need them for," replied Nightmare Moon.

The apprentices' eyes glowed as they stood, approached to portal, and began chanting in some ancient dog tongue towards the apparently empty door frame. At first, the frame glowed, and then a hissing sound was heard as a swirling black and purple vortex appeared inside the frame.

"Then have performed well. Let us... *reward them.***"

"Indeed, sister," she hissed as their heads nearly twisted all the way around to a sickening popping sounds.

The dog warriors stared in horror as the two corpses fell to the floor. But they didn't have long to contemplate the scene before their own heads were twisted the same way. None of them remained aware enough to see the two Nightmares passing through.

...

The two Nightmares stepped forth from a frame in a much darker place. They could barely make out the portal as its dark energies swirled behind them.

"SHAMAN!" called Nightmare Luna, "Come forth and face us!"

A deep voice laughed at them from the darkness, saying, "YOU SHOULD HAVE THE NERVE TO KILL MY APPRENTICES, SLAY MY WARRIORS, BARGE IN HERE WITHOUT AN INVITE, AND THINK I SHOULD BE BOWING TO THE LIKES OF YOU?!"

"Yes," hissed Nightmare Moon, "We do!"

"AND I'M THINKING OVER HERE THAT YOU ARROGANT BITCHES ARE OFF YOUR ROCKERS!"

"Come forth and face your doom!" hissed Nightmare Luna, "Release your control over Nightmare Moon and you shall live to see tomorrow morning!"

"OH HO!" he laughed, "IT BECOMES CLEAR TO ME NOW... PRINCESS LUNA!!"

A light appeared as a glowing staff emerged from the dark. An old and wrinkly dog was holding it in the long nailed hand.

"You bravado is misplaced, old one!" snarled Nightmare Luna, "It shall not save you from... *HURK!*" Something magical was choking her, and a glance told her Nightmare Moon was choking as well.

"IT SEEMS I'VE BAGGED MYSELF TWO BITCHES FOR THE PRICE OF ONE!!"

The two Nightmares dropped to their knees as they tried in vain to breathe.

"Kill... you..." gurgled Nightmare Moon.

"NOT LIKELY, LITTLE BITCH!" he snarled back as the two passed out.

Saved by a JERK

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

"What are we climbing the outside of the Library for?" asked Snails as four teenage unicorn stallions awkwardly clambered up the side of the Library tree headed for Twilight's balcony.

"Because using the front door is EXACTLY what the schemer inside is expecting us to do," replied the JERK.

"Well what if Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon rat us out to da man?" asked PD Tails.

"Because watching you clowns is just too precious!" sneered Diamond Tiara from the base of the tree.

"They're obviously going to double cross us to the fifth columnists when they feel they can get away with it," snarled the JERK.

"Because you idiots just aren't worth the trouble!" said Silver Spoon.

"Snails!" called Snips, "Must you stand on my head?!"

"Well you have the stronger neck," replied Snails.

"It's definitely thicker too!" giggled Diamond Tiara, "Like your big fat skull!"

"Well nopony's doing my shoulders any favors," grumbled Tails as the JERK stood on his shoulders.

Diamond Tiara leaned over to Silver Spoon and said, "Let's try the front door. I bet it's not even locked. What idiots."

The stallions watched as the mares walked towards the front door.

"Well they're doomed," smirked the JERK, "Doom walking in the front door."

"I got the edge of the balcony!" called Snails as he began to pull himself up towards the railing.

"Give me a hand," he said, "I almost got the edge too."

So a hand reached down and pulled his hand up to the edge.

"Thanks," said the JERK.

"Uh, that's not my hand," said Snails.

He looked up to find himself looking into the eyes of Rarity. The gloriously naked Rarity.

"Dahlings," she said, "If you're going to sneak up on somepony, you really shouldn't make enough noise to wake the dead. You'll be going so much better." Her horn glowed as the four of them were floated up to the balcony with her.

"When Miss Rarity says it like that," noted Snips, "It just makes so much sense."

But the JERK stomped up to her face, pointed a finger into it, and growled, "You think you can distract us just because you're naked?! That you can make us forget about how you'll plotting to take over Equestria?!"

"Oh dear," she sighed, "You figured me out."

"DENY IT ALL... WHAT?!"

They all blinked at her.

"Oh yes," she said, "between Celestia, Luna and me, we plan to rule Equestria with an iron hoof for a thousand years."

"Don't Celestia and Luna... already rule Equestria?" asked Snails.

She sauntered over to him and stroked his chin with her fingers as she purred, "Nothing gets by you, does it dahling?"

He blushed awkwardly as he gurgled, "D'uh..."

"Of course," she continued, "I'm sure that you've already figured out that in order to place me in power alongside them, certain nobles like Prince Blueblood must be... removed from the picture. Most of the nobles in Canterlot are useless parasites who enrich themselves at the cost of the rest of Equestria. When we rule alone, the government will be so much fairer... and beautiful."

"I want to see your beautiful rule," sighed Snails.

"And I promise I'll make it worth your while," she purred as she placed his quivering hand over her breast.

"Hey," said Tails, "I see Spike strapped down to Twilight's bed, and there's some strange mare on the ceiling."

"Don't mind them," she purred, "I'm just... entertaining them. It's all... voluntary... I assure you."

"And what the hay is that pink fluff that just came up the stairs?"

"WHAT?!" she cried as she turned and ran back to the patio door. The pink fluffball had somehow freed herself, and then she saw Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon come up the stairs just behind it. JERK jumped her just as she was reaching for the handle, clamping one hand over her mouth as her used his other hand to pin her arms. Her boobs were pressed against the glass of the door as he placed his full weight against her.

She watched as the unnatural tongue of the pink one unbound Spike seemingly in a couple of seconds. Then she gave his rock hard boner a little lick, and it blew like Mount Vehoovius. But when the other three unicorns helped the JERK grab her as well, Nightmare Rarity was beginning to feel overpowered.

But DT and SS were too busy looking up at the naked form of Bakabaka to pay attention to anypony else.

"What ever kind of mare is that?!" asked Silver Spoon.

"Obviously a foreigner," commented Diamond Tiara.

"She Rarity's submissive maid and my special somepony," growled Spike after stripping off his own muzzle as he pointed at Nightmare Rarity, "and that... that... THING over there is NOT MY MISS RARITY!!"

Her horn glowed brightly as she tossed the unicorn stallions away from her, making them slide on their backs into the railing.

"He's right," she hissed in a darker voice, "I'm not that weakling Rarity! I'm much better than her! THAT'S WHY MY SISTERS AND I SHOULD RULE EQUESTRIA!!"

"I did NOT see that coming," muttered the JERK.

"Me neither," muttered Snips, Snails and Tails.

Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon and the pink fluffball were all slammed into the ceiling around Bakabaka as they too were strapped there by the wood tendrils. While she was doing that, Spike crashed through the door and tackled her to the deck.

"You wouldn't hurt little me, would you?" she purred in his face in her hottest Miss Rarity voice.

"I'D NEVER HURT MY RARITY!!" he growled, "BUT YOU'RE NOT HER!!"

"I can't say the same for you!" she growled as she somehow shoved her nails through his hide and into his guts.

Spike spat blood and flames into her startled face.

"AHHH!!" she screamed as her face was scorched. Her fingers were torn from his torso as his blood spattered over her chest, boobs and stomach.

The JERK managed to get up in the meantime, ran over, and placed a solid kick with one of his hooves in the side of her head. The blow was powerful enough to send her rolling across the deck. He then ripped off his own shirt and tore it into strips that he used to bandage Spike's torso.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Rarity," he coughed.

With her hand over her eyes, she hissed, "I'll kill you ALL!!"

"HOW DARE YOU HURT MY SPIKEY-WIKEY!!" screamed a nearby voice.

They all turned to see Celestia and a female Sombra floating in the air just off the balcony. Sombra's horn glowed as the package exploded and something attached itself around her neck.

"Not the Alicorn Amulet!" called Celestia, "It's not worth it, Mistress!"

Nightmare Rarity's body made a hole in the wall as she was thrown though.

"Not for her," hissed Queen Sombra, "For my SPIKE!!" Her eyes glowed bright green as did her horn, and Spike floated into the air as the shirt disintegrated, and his wounds all magically healed.

"Whoa," said the JERK.

She strode through the smashed door as she hissed, "Now stop soiling my looks and my good name!!" Her eyes and horn glowed even brighter green.

Nightmare Rarity stopped looking like Rarity as she changed back to her Nightmare form.

"Please Mistress," begged Celestia, "Take off the Amulet while you still can!"

"Until all the Nightmares are gone," she hissed, "I NEED THIS POWER!!"

"Mistress?" asked Snails.

Nightmare Rarity's head was fully encased in something green and slick as Queen Sombra hissed, "That should keep you out of trouble until I decide how to TAKE CARE OF YOU!!" Then some slick green bands tied her hands behind her back and bound her hooves together.

But then Spike grabbed her hand and said, "Please save the mares! Please save Bakabaka!"

Sombra snapped her fingers as Bakabaka, Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon and the pink fluffball were all freed at once and fell down onto the bed below as they all yelled in surprise. Spike rushed to Bakabaka's side as Sombra approached Nightmare Rarity.

"I'll break you, nightmare bitch!" she hissed into the Nightmare's ear.

"But Mistress..."

"NOT NOW, MY LOVE!!"

Celestia stepped back from the sound off Queen Sombra's voice as if it were a hand shoving her back.

"My love?" asked Snails.

"How dare you!.." hissed Diamond Tiara before her voice was magically stilled.

"Your fathers are paying me a lot to teach you brats some manners," she hissed, "so we might as well begin now."

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon's eyes glowed green.

"What's going on?" asked Snails.

"I know Snips and Snails," she said as she looked at the unicorn stallions, "but who are you other two?"

"I'm Puppy Dog Tails," said the one, "and this one here is Danubian. But his friends just call him Dan... for some reason."

She looked at Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon as she said, "You! These four will take care of you until we can start training! You will obey them like you would obey me or Spike!" Turning to the unicorn stallions, she added, "I'm leaving Miss Bakabaka here to act as your maid until we return."

Spike kissed Bakabaka on her cheek as he said, "I promise I'll come back to you as soon as I can."

"I'm so worried about you," sniffed Celestia, "About us."

Sombra took her hand as she replied, "I swear that once I'm back to being Rarity, things will be alright my love."

Snips and Snails grabbed Nightmare Rarity and tossed her on the bed.

"I don't care what you do to her. Just have some fun. She's a monster and she deserves whatever you're planning."

She turned as Spike and Celestia followed her back onto the balcony.

"Well as long as your mares are doing what we say," sighed Snips to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, "Why don't you strip and get more comfortable?"

The three of them glowed as they flew back towards Rarity's shop.

"Why are we going back, Mistress?"

"With the power of the Alicorn Amulet," she replied, "I now know where Nightmare Celestia, Nightmare Luna and Nightmare Moon are. The first is still in my shop, but the other two are somehow being... entertained... at the Diamond Dog's mine-fortress."

"We have to save Luna, Mistress!"

"We will, my love," she replied, "but I want to make sure we're at our strongest before we confront them and the Shaman. It's best we take care of Nightmare Celestia first. I swear that one way or another, I'll get Luna back, and free her from whatever remains of Nightmare Moon have taken hold of her."

"I love you, Mistress."

A Big Problem?

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Fluttershy watched from the base of the tree as Queen Sombra and Princess Celestia flew away with Spike in tow. She just could not keep up with them as they floated up to Twilight's balcony and broke inside. But Rainbow Dash and Nightmare Chryssie elected to stay back with her. There was something odd about the neck of Queen Sombra.

"Goodness," she said, "I'd almost swear I saw Rarity wearing... the Alicorn Amulet."

Chryssie shrugged as Dash just sat down and panted.

"I mean where would she even get that thing?"

She waited just in case one of them had an answer, but they didn't.

"Well since I don't know where they're going," she sighed, "We better go inside and make sure that the others are alright."

The three of them made their way to the front door, which was still standing open. Fluttershy slipped inside, and then closed the door after the others had entered.

"I think I hear something going on upstairs," she said softly as she looked that way, "Perhaps we should... DASHIE?!"

The Pegasus-dog that was Dash was already bounding up the stairs even as she tried to tell her not to.

Chryssie sighed.

"I know," she replied, "Dash is so impulsive now. I don't know what I'm going to do to get her to show some... CHRYSSIE?!"

She was following Dash up the stairs, but unlike Dash, she came to an abrupt stop just at the top step. Fluttershy followed her until she came to see the same thing that Chryssie was seeing, and she couldn't quite believe it herself.

Diamond Tiara was naked while sitting on the foot of the bed, her eyes seemed to softly glow green, she had her hands tied behind her back, and was getting fondled all over by Snails. While he was still dressed, she could plainly see the tent that was pitched in his pants. It was hard to tell which of the two were panting the heaviest.

Then she saw at the head of the bed a similar scene between Silver Spoon and Snips. While Snails was generally fondling Tiara, Snips was definitely focused on using his fingers in a cluster fuck up into Spoon's mareslit. She could see the juices as they freely leaked about his fingers. With her head cast back, she was clearly panting harder, but she could see that perhaps the tent in Snips' pants was even tighter than the one Snails had going.

Between the two was a strange mare she had never seen before. Her head was covered with a slick green hood, her hands were bound behind her back, and her legs were bound at the pasterns. Somepony she vaguely knew as Tails was stripped from the waist down, had her legs over one shoulder, and was hammering her pussy with his cock as she lay on her back.

But the whole thing seemed unreal when she saw that a naked Big Macintosh was walking right over to her. It seemed his cock was coming to attention with every step he took towards her.

"Howdy, sugar cube," he said to her amiably.

"Wait," she said as she took a step back, "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be living with Twilight and that giraffe lady?"

"Jifar?" he asked, "Well she loves me so much that she don't care who I share mah love with."

"But what makes you think I'm ready to forgive you?"

"Oh, ah can tell by that blush in yer cheeks that you love me again," he replied, "and I promise you I'll never ask ya to give up yer critters just fer me. Ah understand just how much they mean to ya."

Her heart fluttered in her chest as he stepped right into her face.

"But... but..." she spluttered, "I'm not sure..."

He reached out and gripped her sweater as he began to pull it up over her stomach. In his rush, he had also grabbed her skirt, and that was slipped up over her hips as he continued to pull the sweater up to the swells of her breasts. Her arms seemed to raise themselves over her head as if they had minds of their own. The sweater kept raising until her motherly breasts just pooped right out of it, but it was starting to bunch up under her wings in back.

"Oh sugar-cube," he moaned, "Yer just as beautiful as ever. Ever since that time that Rarity invited meh over, and I saw ya hanging upside down like that there down in her basement. I promised her then that I wouldn't let mah seed get inta ua afore ya was ready, and ah still plan ta keep mah word."

She lost sight of his smile as her sweater was pulled up over her face. But then it stopped. She could feel him holding the sweater which was constricted about her wrists as he used his other hand to grab her tit and fondle it kind of roughly.

"Ah," she moaned. "What are you doing?"

"Yer sweater is hung up on yer wings, sugar-cube," he replied evenly, "but it's up high nough fer me."

"But I can't see your handsome face," she panted as her nipple grew hard under his hand.

"It ain't changed in tha last minute," he giggled.

"You must be lucky to be marrying somepony as open minded as Jifar," she moaned, "But why add Twilight?"

"Cuz honey-buns wants Twilight to be part of our lives as much as me," he grunted, "and Twilight is her one true goddess." She could feel her nipple being squeezed between his powerful fingers even as it grew hotter and firmer.

"But where does that leave me?" she gasp, "Where does that leave us?"

"Ah'm a knight an all now," he replied, "A real official-type knight. Even as mah Mistress, ah promise that any foal we have together will be treated just like any other member of mah family an clan."

She could feel him slipping his cock between her legs so that his rigid shaft rubbed against her mareslit, but the head of the cock was sticking out well past her buttocks and mareslit. Bringing her thighs together, she could feel his full cock as he moved it back and forth.

"Just tell me that you love me!" she cried just before she climaxed on his cock.

"AH LUV YA, SUGAR-CUBE!" he called as she could feel him dumping his seed through the hair of her tail.

...

Dan shook his head hard. "What the hay have I been doing?!" he asked as he realized he just fucked a mare's thighs. He had no idea why he was holding her sweater up over her face like he was, but then he was staring so openly at her own heaving double-D cups as they bounced on her chest. He realized that his hand was all but mashing her breast even as her nipple stuck between his fingers. His throbbing cock felt like he had just blown his wad big time.

"I love you, Big Macintosh!" she cried from under the sweater.

"Big who?!" he asked, "Wait, that huge red stallion?! How could she possibly confuse us like that?!"

While he wanted to just let her sweater fall back down, he was instead pulling it all the way over her head and back down over her wings. Now she was fully topless as the sweater just fell to the floor. It was the first time he looked into her eyes as she seemed to realize who she was staring at.

"Wait," she said softly, "You're not Big Macintosh. Who are you?"

"I'm Danubian," he replied, "but my friends just call me Dan."

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"I don't know," he pleaded, "It all seemed like a dream until just now. Like I had no control over my hands... my feet... or my dick... I just couldn't stay away from you the second I saw your awesome beauty."

She blushed as she looked around. There was something else going on that wasn't there before. Chryssie was laying on the carpet on her back moaning into the pussy of Bakabaka as she sat on the Nightmare Changeling's face. Down between Chryssie's legs, she could see the pink mare as she was energetically eating out the pussy of the one laying on the floor. Then she could see Rainbow Dash hotly fingering her own pussy as she leaned against the wall by the broken out patio doors.

Another sight that took her aback was when she saw Diamond Tiara blowing the cock of Snails, and Snips was getting a similar treatment from Silver Spoon. Fluttershy never thought she'd see the day that those two would be so passively and agreeably servicing 'common ponies' like Snips and Snails. And the one called Tails was still banging away at the Nightmare between them.

"I'm sorry," blurted out Dan, "I don't know what came over me just now!"

"It's alright," she replied, "I just have this feeling that... something dark and magical... is going on all around us." Then she looked him in the eyes and said, "but now I just have this strange... desperate... feeling... that I just have to get to Big Macintosh... and make up with him... as soon as I can."

"You might want to clean yourself up and dress again first," sighed Dan as he continued to stare at her motherly tits.

After she looked down at her own sopping wet and dripping pussy, she shook her head hard as if trying to clear it before she replied, "Yeah, that sounds good." Then she stumbled off towards Twilight's bathroom even though her sweater was still laying on the floor.

He glanced around at the orgy in the room as if he was seeing it for the first time.

"I know that the lackeys of Canterlot are somehow behind the whole thing!" he declared.

Every Dog has its Day

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Nightmare Moon awoke to the feeling her body was being constricted by a whole mess of ropes from her nose to her hooves. The ropes against her skin also told her she had been stripped of any semblance of clothing. She opened her eyes and managed to turn her head side to side just far enough to see that Nightmare Luna was similarly bound. Her nose told her that the ropes were almost made of magic designed to keep them in place or exerting their powers beyond the limits of their own bodies. Judging by the orientation of herself and the ropes, she was most likely bound to a pole as Nightmare Luna was next to her. About the only things that weren't hogtied and all but immobile was her motherly breasts. But she could tell that her legs were spread just far enough that perhaps somepony or dog standing on a ladder might be able to stick his cock into her maregina.

Her mind filled with rage as she struggled to get loose. While she could feel massive amounts of power building inside, she could not find any way to release it.

"You should be careful over there," said a familiar voice from behind her,"With all that power you're building up with no place ta go, ya don't wanna blow some pipe in yer mind or soul, sweet-flanks."

'Don't mock us, foul creature,' she thought, 'You have no cares about my mind, soul or flanks.'

"Maybe more than you think, syyn myydl (pretty girl)," he replied evenly.

'Keeping me tied, naked and helpless is surely your way of showing us courtesy and concern,' she thought back.

"Look, schmendrick," he replied, "If you were a bitch and acted the same way, I'd be taking much stronger measures that this, and they're a whole lot less dangerous than you, crazy şyyn myydl!"

'Cold comfort, old dog,' she mentally hissed, 'Besides, you've already made us serve you unknowingly as a lap dog. You've made me use our own body against our will to turn those of our own kind in your favor. Those twisted agents even now position themselves to replace Celestia and Luna with one of your puppets. Why should we be showing ANY mercy to the likes of YOU?!'

"I've twisted nopony," he replied, "I'm not trying to get a genocide going against ponies or nuthin. All I'm tryin ta do is get us dogs a fair shake in your high and mighty society. But you ponies can only look down on us dogs because we preferred to live underground for so many generations. If taking over some of the snobs at the top of the Canterlot pyramid will do that with the least amount of bloodshed, then so be it."

'How noble of you,' she thought back seering with cynicism, 'Why don't we just reorder all of society just for a few dogs. We imagine that the nice little settlement we set in place for you wasn't enough to satisfy you.'

"Great, a little village in the middle of noplace!" he replied, "Isolated from you ponies so you shouldn't have to be looking down on them from up on high! Forgive me if I'm not thrilled over here!"

'It surely is withing walking distance of Ponyville and a Princess of Equestria!'

"Well that calms all my concerns over here," he retorted.

'Release me at once,' she retorted, 'lest you suffer my WRATH and DISPLEASURE!!'

"Oh, you mean the same WRATH and DISPLEASURE you'd show me if I released you?"

'AH!!' she mentally moaned, '**STOP MOCKING US!! It's so hard to think when we are *SO ANGRY!! SO ANGRY ALL OF THE TIME!!***'

"Don't blame your sibling issues on the rest of us, ya jelous myydl (girl)," he replied.

'What makes you think my older sister has anything to do with our behavior?!'

"I took a look see in yer mind while ya was napping, and saw all of the ugliness hiding there in the darkness of yer own noodle. It's kind of messed up in there."

'Yet another tidbit you can use against us?'

"Well, I can't blame Celestia for it all over here," he replied, "I'm sure those schmendricks Sombra and Discord added their share of issues to that fragile ego of yours. But yes, you're insanely jealous of how much ponies love the day even though the overall size of the night lovers in Equestria has vastly increased over the thousand years ya was coolin yer heels in da moon."

'DO NOT TAKE HIS LIES AT FACE VALUE, NIGHTMARE SISTER!!' growled Nightmare Luna in their minds.

"Well you're a fine one to talk over there," he growled, "killer of dogs and butcher of apprentices."

'Those who oppose our glory and power must perish!"

"I need to contain you two until I can figure out what to do with you crazies," he said as two obedience collars floated before their faces.

'WE SHALL NOT CONSENT TO BEING YOUR BITCHES!!' she hissed as the collars were affixed about their throats tightly.

'WE SHALL NOT CONSENT TO BEING DEMEANED AND BELITTLED AS SUCH!!' added Nightmare Moon as her mind seemed to calm down and become much more agreeable.

The Shaman snapped his fingers as half a dozen naked bitches filed into the cave with him. They were surely waiting just out of view until he called for them with his finger snap. Three went to each dark alicorn mare and stood before them. Then the Shaman snapped his fingers again, and they fell into the waiting arms of the bitches as the ropes vanished into nothingness.

"Make the new bitches comfortable," he ordered them, "They shall obey you as they should obey me or any ranking warrior. Find some tasks for them to do. I don't care what it is. But then, I suppose a few hours of nursing hungry pups should make them even more motherly... if ya catch my drift over here... We can't let them go their whole youth without sucking some nutrition from a giant pair of boobs like those at least once in their puppyhoods."

The bitches nodded as they looked down at the sandy floor and assisted their two 'new bitches' from the cave.

"Kill!! Obey!!" said Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Luna over and over.

"Oh, you'll get used to being obedient little bitches," he replied.

But then Nightmare Luna looked over her shoulder just before she left as tears streamed down her cheeks, "We... are sorry... about the dog lives... we took... a while ago... so sorry..."

"Don't lower yourself by being sorry for *KILLING VERMIN!***" retorted Nightmare Luna.

"I should say that one of you syyn myydl might have that collar removed long before the other 'so called' sister."

Chaos and Rebellion

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were tied back to back at the end of the bed with their legs tied together just enough so that neither of them could close them or shield their mareslits, and the mysterious mare with her head covered and her hands and hooves tied was hung upside down from a rafter in front of an open window. It seems that it would be hard to look up clearly into the window unless one was far down the street, but that didn't seem to matter that much. Snails was seated next to Diamond while Snips was seated by Spoonie.

"Oh, this is so awesome," sighed Snails as he leaned in to kiss Diamond on the neck.

"Like my biggest dream come true," sighed Snips.

"I was a virgin until today," agreed Tails.

"Who are we kidding?" asked Dan as he paced the floor, "Every stallion in this room was a virgin until today." He was so agitated that he hadn't even bothered to replace his pants or underwear, so his stallion tool waved about with each turn.

Nightmare Chryssie sighed and Pinkfluff made a short raspberry noise.

"And does anyone actually understand what these two are saying?!"

"Chryssie is less than two days old," said Bakabaka, "yet feels the need to do as she's told. The pink fluff just paused to say 'It's the strangest thing I've done today.'"

"How can she be less then two days old?!"

"In what way can this be put?" she asked, "There's black magic aplenty afoot."

"You can make hot mares with black magic?!" asked Snails, "That's... AWESOME!!"

"Yeah," agreed Snips, "Where can I sign up?"

"I look upon my Mistress full of dread," she said quietly, "as I see she's in way over her head."

"But I have to wonder what that Queen Sombra did to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon," said Snails, "I've never seen them so quiet or agreeable in my life. They've done things to us and let us do things to them that I've only dreamed about... once or twice."

"Not that I can complain much," said Snips as he leaned in to kiss Spoonie's throat. She rolled her head aside to give him even easier access to it.

"Well," said Tails, "She did say something about their fathers paying them to train them... or something. And I have no idea who the exotic mare here is. I mean, she has no cutie mark and we can't see any details about her head or face at all."

"All we know is that somepony thinks she's evil, and yet left her to us to do as we please."

"She said we can play with Tiara and Spoony too," agreed Snails.

"Where did that other hot mare run off too?" asked Snips.

"Her?" said Dan, "She's taking a bath. In fact, I think most of us are in a need of a bath."

Tails groped Nightmare Rarity's boobs as he said, "And check out the awesome boobage on this one."

"But who the hay is she?! What if she's a whistleblower on the state of Equestria?!"

"While I'm not quite sure how it can be," said the quiet maid, "she seems to be part of Mistress Rarity."

"How can I please you?" asked Diamond as she gazed longingly into Snails eyes.

"Like I could ever say no to that," he sighed, "Will you be my marefriend?"

"Of course," she replied.

"How can we obey you?" asked Spoonie as she similarly looked at Snips.

"Be my marefriend too!" he said eagerly.

"Of course," she replied.

"This is definitely government mind control at work!" cried Dan as he all but spun in circles.

"But if these two are part of the parasitic class that are running things," said Tails, "then why would they be obeying us, the supposed underclass?"

"I can only believe that they're not really part of the coming ruling class!" he declared, "So... they must be being punished for pretending to be part of the rebellious class seeking to install Rarity, Celestia and Luna as our eternal rulers!"

"This whole thing about nightmares and rebellions is really confusing me," admitted Snails.

"It's so lucky you hang out with a savvy stallion like me!" proclaimed Dan. He looked around and pointed at Chryssie and Pinkfluff as he said, "Like these two seem to be harmless nightmares. They might even be likable. I can't think that they're somehow part of the master plot from the heads of Equestria."

Chryssie sighed, and then Bakabaka interpreted her words as, "Chryssie wants to thank you for your kind words. She wishes to travel with the herds."

"Well she sure seems a lot more awesome than the real Queen of the Changelings," said Snails.

Chryssie sighed once more, and then Bakabaka interpreted her words as, "Chryssie wants the love she feels in this room alleviates her sadness and gloom. Perhaps upon your love she does feed, but the pink one seems to meet her need. But she felt she just had to say, 'I wish not to rule you in any way.'"

"How do you get all that from a sigh?!" asked Dan.

"It seems how she communicates," she said, "but I know not how my mind relates. But if you wish to understand her true, than ask her to change form for you."

"Turn into Miss Cheerilee!" said Snails eagerly.

"Yeah!" agreed.

Chryssie sighed again, and then Bakabaka interpreted her words as, "This Cheerilee does not her look know, so you must think of her so it will show."

Snips and Snails closed their eyes, and then Chryssie turned into an exact image of their old teacher, although it seems that she was 'idealized' a bit by their memories of her. They had increased her breasts and hips while slimming her waist, although not a great extent. Her flower cutie mark was plainly visible considering she wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing.

"I really wish we were at school!" said Snails, "For so long, I've wanted to tie her naked over the desk and spank her flanks!"

"Funny," said Snails, "You never said that to me once."

"I didn't?"

"Me neither," declared Dan, "which adds credibility to my mind control theory!"

"I'll settle for hanging by the wrists from the rafters and spanking her flanks right now!"

"But what if... she doesn't want to?" asked Snips.

"I don't mind," she said, "There's a feeling I have that what will really feed me is when your lust is up. That it's even more powerful than what I feel from love."

"You did a great job hanging up that nightmare mare," said Snails, "Hang up our new plaything too, Miss Bakabaka!"

"As you wish, Master," she said as she began tying Chryssie's wrists together over her head.

"Well, I'm going to see how things are going with Miss Fluttershy," said Dan, "She's been in the bath for some time now."

He stomped out of the room as Snips tried to say, "But what about your pants..."

...

Fluttershy luxuriated in the bathtub. She had been soaking in a selection of Twilight's oils, soaps and bath scents for some time. It also took a while to make the water comfortably warm enough for her. She felt half asleep as her wings draped over the head of the tub and her motherly breasts seemed to just float on top of the water. It seemed like a distant memory that she was just sweaty a while earlier, let alone the fact that her marepussy was sopping wet from her orgasm that happened while the one she thought was Big Macintosh was rubbing his cock against it.

"How's it goin, sugar-cube?" asked a familiar voice.

She spun her head to see Big Macintosh standing in the doorway in all his naked glory again. His boner was at full attention once again.

"Is it really you this time?" she asked quietly.

"None other, sweetums," he said with a grin.

"I'm so confused about I feel about you right now," she said as she looked away from him.

"Well not me," he said, "Ah've always wanted a second chance with ya."

"I'm not sure I can have an intimate relationship with a married stallion," she sighed as she looked down.

"Ah just want to know that you're still not angry with me an all," he said as his voice drew closer.

"I got over that some time ago," she said as she stood to step out. One leg over the side, and then the other, she was standing aside the tub. "But I don't want to live under an illusion. I don't want to get in your way. The last thing I ever wanted to be was a homewrecker."

Her stepped up behind her, wrapping his hands about her torso and chest as she felt his back, and his throbbing erection, against her back and flanks.

"Mah relationship with Jifar an Twilight can never be broken that easily," he said into her ear.

"Please," she begged softly, "If you hold me like that any longer, I'll want you to mate with me. I'm not sure I'm ready for that level of intimacy with you."

"Yer right," he said as he backed up from her.

"All I want to do is be with you," she sighed heavily, "I want you to touch me so bad, it's almost unbearable."

"Ah feel the same, sugar-cube." She felt him take her hand and slip it between her legs. "So just pleasure yerself while ya think about me, and I can't ask no more."

"Will you do the same?"

There was no answer as he stepped from the room.

"I love you, Big Macintosh!"

...

Dan shook his head as he stepped out of the bathtub area.

"AH!" he said as he looked down on his rigid boner, "Why do I think I've been mind-controlled again?!"

He could hear the soft pants of Fluttershy as he was sure she was fingering herself, and it seemed all to easy to stroke his own cock as he thought about her. After all, she was extraordinarily beautiful, especially in her naked glory. He figured Big Macintosh must be one of the luckiest stallions in the world to have as many hot mares as her to love him. It only seemed a couple of minutes before he was squiring his load on the wall and floor across from him.

"Ah," he groaned and then called, "Bakabaka!"

"Yes Master," he heard her reply from a distance, "Is there disaster?"

"No, I just need a cleanup in aisle three."

"I have come from a distant land," she said, "so I do not understand."

"Ah," he said, "There's just a mess that needs cleaning as soon as you're available!"

"She'll come as soon as she makes sure that... uh... Miss Cheerilee is hung by her wrists comfortable and safe like!" said Snails from the same direction.

"Yeah," said Snips, "Did you bang Fluttershy this time?"

"No," snarled Dan, "I didn't bang her! While she's really hot and sexy, I'm not going after the mare of a stallion that can break me in half without trying!"

The gasp from the bath made him wonder if she was somehow bothered by his words, or perhaps she was just cuming on her fingers in her own right.

"Then what about the pink fluff?" asked Snails, "I'm sure she's got something going under all that fluff."

The sounds of a mare gasping grew as he could also hear the sounds of cupped hands as the spanked her flanks.

"I don't mess with any mare if I don't know what species she even is!" replied Dan.

"I don't know," said Snips, "We've got all these submissive mares to ourselves, but you don't have any. Not if you're not going to lay a hand on Miss Fluttershy."

Bakabaka approached with a few wash cloths to begin cleaning up the seed he had shot around before.

"I suppose there has to be a mare for me out there someplace," he grumbled, "One that doesn't need coercion or tricks to dig me for who I really am."

He walked over to the nearest window as looked out. There was some more rustling before a topless Fluttershy peeked out.

"Oh dear," she said, "I seem to have left my sweater in Twilight's room."

"Then I shall fetch your sweater," she said, "or perchance something clean and better."

"No," she replied, "My sweater will do just fine."

"Say," said Dan, "What's the deal with all those black crystals sprouting up all over the place?"

Fluttershy walked over and looked out. "I have no idea," she said softly as she put an arm around his shoulder, "but I have this feeling this is the second time you could have mounted me with no objections, and you didn't. I have to thank you for that."

"It's no bigs," he replied, "I just respect mares too much to... use them like that."

"Well whatever mare may fall in love with you one day," she replied as she kissed him on the cheek, "she'll surely be the luckiest one."

Dan blushed.

...

Prince Blueblood brooded in his chambers, looking over maps as to how he insurrection was going to overthrow Celestia, Luna and the other Princesses who didn't understand how real rulership went. But then the secret panel opened and his co-conspirators entered his room.

"I hope there's a reason to risk..."

But when he saw the naked and bound Princess they carried, he shut up immediately.

"Prince Blueblood," said one, "Soon to be King Blueblood! Rejoice as we have captured Celestia in her room at last!"

"Is it just me," he mused, "or is the Royal Boobage even larger?"

"Uh... we're weren't really trying to look like Peeping Tarpans..."

Celestia began to stir in their arms.

"Very well," he smirked, "Toss her on my bed and I'll... treat her like a Princess."

They carried her over to the bed and dumped her there, and that definitely made her wake up faster. She began to struggle wildly against her bonds.

He walked over as he looked down on her, and said, "Struggle all you want. Those ropes are magical, and they will block your magic as well as prevent you from escaping them. Bemoan your fate, Princess, as your reign shall soon end, and a glorious new one shall arise from its ashes."

She stopped struggling to glare into his eyes.

"Did anypony see you do the deed?" he asked.

"No," another replied, "Her guards are as inefficient and clueless as ever. They aren't even good enough to notice the spell we placed on her doors to mute noises from inside. I bet if they even did notice, they'd just assume the Princess was seeking some privacy while she masterbated or something."

All the stallions broke into laughter at that.

He reached down to stroke her muzzle as he said, "You're so lucky I'm not in the mood to just ravish you right now. But they're shall be plenty of time for that later."

"Well, we did notice one little thing," said a third.

"What?!" he asked as he spun to face them.

"This strange armored mare that kinda looked like a total babe version of King Sombra teleported her in, left her in bed all naked like, covered her with her cloak, and then just teleported away. We've never seen the likes of her before."

"So there's a unicorn mare with some kind of sick King Sombra fetish!" he sneered, "It means nothing to us or our plans! If she dares interfere, it will be the last mistake she'll ever make!"

"Long rule Prince Blueblood!" called one.

"Long rule the pack!" called another.

"Yes," he hissed, "Let all society feel the hoof of the pack."

One stallion leaned to another and said, "Aren't we supposed to be a herd?"

"FOAL!" hissed Blueblood, "That's part of the OLD way of thinking!"

He stepped over and placed a blade against his throat almost faster than they could see.

"Are you still one of us?!" he hissed in his ear.

"I am loyal to the death, my Prince!" he replied without flinching.

"Very good," he replied as the blade vanished again.

Yet there was just a trickle of blood from the nick that he had made in the stallion's neck in that short time.

"Loyal to the death!" the stallions chanted over and over as the Prince smiled down upon them.

"And your loyalty to the new order shall be richly rewarded!"

(24) Dark and Motherly

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Luna were escorted away from the Shaman as they were instructed. They were led through several tunnels and caves before they came to a particularly large and dark one.

"Release us or you shall suffer!" snarled Nightmare Luna.

At first, the bitches seemed a bit frightened and confused, but one of them walked right up to her face and said, "Hush."

She recoiled as her lips peeled back to bare her pointed and fanged teeth, but she either couldn't or wouldn't speak any more. The collar about her throat proved to be more powerful than the Nightmare. For a moment, she seemed to strain to open her mouth, but nothing happened.

Then she grabbed the bitch by the shoulder, opened her mouth as her fangs grew out, and... was hurled across the room as a magical bolt of blue energy struck her in the back. The bitch fell onto her back even as Nightmare Luna lost her grip. The rest of them jumped the Nightmare as she slid down from the wall.

Then Moon looked down at her right hand to see it was glowing blue, fading back to normal. She had fired the magical blast that had saved the bitch. Running to her side, she knelt down and made sure the bite had not connected. Other than being terrified, she seemed perfectly alright.

She looked over at Nightmare Luna as one of the bitches commanded, "BE STILL!! BE SILENT!!" In spite of her glare and sneer, she obeyed the bitch. They all kept holding her down in spite of her compliance, and then one of them ran off to a chest in the corner.

The bitch she had saved was now shivering uncontrollably as she hugged the one who saved her. She felt the need to hold her tight against her body and comfort the scared dog inspite of the voices in the back of her head screaming that she should kill the bitch while they were distracted and flee. Her eyes closed as her mind argued with itself. She breathed slowly and deeply as she did her best to suppress the enraged voices within her.

"Thank you," said a voice nearby. She shook her head, because she could have sworn she was just addressed by her big sister: Princess Celestia. "We owe you," continued the voice that sounded like a dog now.

She opened her eyes to see the other dogs looking into her face. They were smiling. Just past them, she saw the hogtied form of Nightmare Luna laying in the sand. The two were assisted in standing even as they released each other. Then each dog in turn hugged her tightly for several seconds each.

Then two bottles were brought forth, with Moon being handed the smaller one. She gestured towards her mouth, so she drank the whole thing as the dog smiled. Then the larger was held to Nightmare Luna's face as she was held up, and one dog simply said, "Drink this!"

She scowled and grimaced as her mouth seemed to open against her will, and then she had the bottle placed in her mouth and tipped up until she had drank every little last drop it held. Once the bottle was removed, he muzzle was tied tightly closed. Then one gestured for her to follow them as they all picked up the bound Nightmare and carried them away.

Moon followed them through more tunnels until she came upon a scene: About a hundred pups of various ages and sized gathered in a massive cave where the majority of them were feeding from bottles with rubber nipples. If they were old enough, they held the bottle themselves, and a bitch held the bottle if they were not. In the corner was a large vat, and she could tell by the smell that it was a batch of Canterlot nursing formula.

As they walked, she felt a growing strange feeling. Her body was tingling, but it was a most powerful feeling in her breasts. It was especially true of her nipples, which seemed to grow firmer without a reason to. Her breasts even seemed to become heavier as if they were becoming loaded with milk.

She was led by the hand to a wall with an open space, and sat down against it with her legs folded into a lotus position. The mildly struggling form of Nightmare Luna was propped up in the corner not far away. She closed her eyes again as her nipples just tingled like crazy.

Looking around, she could see that a few other bitches were nursing pups as they say against the wall, but it seemed that only the smallest pups were being fed this way. It seemed a little chaotic as each bitch had between four and six pups nursing from her at the same time.

"Here," said a voice.

She opened her eyes to see two small utterly adorable white pups with brown spots being rested on her legs. In order for them to reach her nipples to feed, she needed to hold them up behind their backs, so she did so. She saw enough of the naked pups to tell that they were both bitches, and then they eagerly took a nipple as they began to suckle firmly and feed. She threw her head back until she felt her horn hit the wall as soon as they made their first suck, as it felt like the feeling and tingle shot from her nipples all over her body.

In the corner of her eyes, she could tell that two much older pups had been sent to Nightmare Luna to nurse from her. They were old enough that she could see their first teeth coming in as they opened their mouths. That normally signalled the time that pups were ready to be weaned. She could see her react when they began suckling, and she could see that the teeth were having an effect on her nipples.

But she was getting aroused quickly herself, and it seemed the potion she drank had to be responsible for most of it. Her breathing quickened into pants and then gasps as the pups suckled in blissful ignorance of the effect they were having on her. They only seemed to be aware of the milk they really needed.

She could see in her peripheral sight that all the nursing bitches were being affected much like her. It seemed they had also been feed the potion before they started nursing, but she couldn't tell if the arousal was a planned or unintended side effect.

Then a wave of sensation came from her vagina and loins as she orgasmed. She wasn't even aware of how hot and wet her pussy was until she felt it spurting down the insides of her thighs and into the sand beneath. Her eyes closed again as she moaned during her climax, especially since the pups continued nursing had prolonged her orgasm.

The pups were taken away as she felt something pressed to her lips, and she felt some sort of tart fruit juice being fed to her. She just swallowed and drank until the whole bowl was drained down her throat, and it tasted extremely refreshing. Slowly she opened her eyes and lowered her head to see another bitch smiling at her.

"You are a good nursery bitch," she said, "Maybe a good mother too."

"No," she replied, "We have far to many things to make up for. Too many wrongs that must be righted. Not just now, but more than a thousand years ago. Celestia may love and forgive us, but we know that we need to do more."

"You cannot be truly forgiven until you can forgive yourself."

"Yet even as we speak, the inner voice tells us we should be furious, indignant, and lashing out against all of you. It cries for revenge and screams for blood. We don't know if we could hold the voices at bay if it wasn't for this collar about our throat."

"Yet you seem so calm."

"An illusion. One we believed ever since we were cured by the Elements of Harmony. We thought that Nightmare Moon was gone from our lives forever, and yet here she is again... tormenting us... trying to turn us back into the monster we used to be."

"As long as there are those who still love you, then there is always hope," she said as she leaned down, and began to lick Moon's pussy clean.

"Ah..." she moaned, "You need not do this for us."

The dog smiled as she replied, "I do this because I want to, not because I need to. You are not as nearly as bad as you seem to think you are."

...

Meanwhile, back at the farm...

...

Big Macintosh awoke in bed to the last thing he expected to see. A naked Fluttershy sitting on his stomach as he lay on his back in bed naked. All he could see really was her lovely face and her motherly breasts dangling from her chest as she leaned close to his face. She had his rigid cock pinned under her flanks. Her wings were down against her back and sides.

"Fluttershy?!" he asked.

"Yes," she replied quietly, "I was wrong to judge you so quickly. It was wrong of me to hold your simple desire to be with me against you the past two years."

"No," he said quickly, "It was mah fault. Ah wanted ya ta give up carin' fer ya forest critters ta move to the farm with me. Now that ah'm happily married, ah thought it was all over. That ah lost ya forever."

"I know you're happily married and a consort to a Princess," she said softly, "but I want you to know I forgive you. Please forgive me so we can be close again."

"There's nothing to forgive ya for, sugar-cube."

She picked up his quivering hands and put them on her motherly breasts. He softly fondled them as she smiled.

"Just remember," she panted, "Don't ever let our love take anything away from Jifar and Twilight. That's the last thing I would ever want to happen."

"Oh, Jifar is my perfect mate," he replied, "and Twilight is somepony we both want to love and share. But ah'll always have enough love ta share with you."

"I'm so happy," she replied as her wings opened out. Placing her hands over his, she pressed them against her bosom even more firmly as he felt them and fondled them.

"But do ya... uh..."

"Please don't ask me that," she moaned, "I don't know if I can say no now..."

"Alright," he replied.

He looked down and noticed her soaked mareslit was getting his throbbing cock wet.

...

He awoke as he sat bolt upright in bed. He was in bed between his Jifar and his Twilight.

"Is there something bothering you?" asked Jifar as she opened her eyes, "Is there something we can do?"

"Oh," he said, "It was just a dream an all."

"Dreams can tell you many things," said Twilight as she looked in his eyes, "if you let them take their wings."

"Oh, it was nuthin," he said, "I jus dreamed that Fluttershy wanted to be... friends again. Real good friends. But she don't wanna cause no troubles with Jifar an you."

Jifar took his hand and placed it on one of her rather enormous breasts. "Who you choose to love is up to you," she replied, "but my love's always here for you too."

"Ah'm the luckiest stallion ever, sugar-cube."

"And while I also have much love for you," added Twilight as she leaned into his side, "but I fear there's more influence here than that too."

"Oh, it was just a pleasant dream," he replied, "I doubt that Fluttershy is gonna show up here nekkid and beg me to take her back or nuthin."

Twilight and Jifar just raised their eyebrows.

"Well I know just what to do," she said as she rolled over and sat on top of him, "about what I can do for you."

"Yah sure do, sweetums," he said as he pulled her down into a full kiss. It lasted a few moments before the two of them separated, leaving Twilight to sit up and watch them.

"And I know without a doubt," she sighed as she looked at Twilight, "my goddess shall not be left out."

"And even should you take Fluttershy back," added Twilight, "our love for you will never lack."

"If'n I didn't know better," he grinned, "ah'd say ya was givin me permission to have myself a harem."

Jifar and Twilight giggled at his cow-pie eating grin. He was going to be ridden at least a couple of hours by Jifar and then Twilight before either of them would let him off the bed.

Queen Sombra mines her own business

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

With Spike at her side, Queen Sombra (aka the real Rarity) gazed down the cliffside to the entrance to the Diamond Dog's mine-fortress. A number if warriors were about watching over the surface miners, but it wasn't quite the same as it was last time. This time, the miners weren't in chains laboring under the lash. They were getting rest breaks and time for food and drink. Then she saw the reason why: Mining golems crafted and transported here at great expense from Canterlot. Normally, they all stayed deep inside the mines to prevent escapes, but now they had returned to working the surface resources all around them.

The golems were like spiders, except that they had a hand at the end of each leg. They were well suited to burrowing through solid rock, and could move boulders amassing to a few tons with each trip. Their eight eyes were attuned to things others couldn't see, like the subtle shifting in stone before a cave-in. She had heard that they had a few other tricks, like acid spitting to melt things too tough to burrow through, and spinning steel webbing to instantly reinforce a tunnel. They were even supposed to be self-repairing, so that they almost never had any downtime.

"I hoped I would never have to return here again," grumbled Queen Sombra.

She turned, and wagged a finger come hither at Spike.

He stepped up as he asked, "What'cha need?"

Her hand produced a ball of green flame, and he stared wide-eyed as she pushed it into his chest. It sank it over his heart as his mouth just dropped wide open.

"What have you done?" asked Spike.

"I have merely given you the powers of an Ancient Wyrm," she replied with a smirk, "The fire breathing. The scales as hard as diamonds and steel. The claws and fangs that can rend all. There will be no surprises this time. If the Dogs try to take us by force, there shall be no mercy."

"This isn't like you," said Spike

"Desperate times, my Spikey-wikey," she replied.

"Whoa," said Spike as he looked at his shiny new hide, "I feel incredible... like I could move mountains."

"Oh yes," she purred, "You do have their incredible strength all compressed into that body. Just remember that we are not here to CAUSE a problem, Spike-dahling... JUST FINISH ONE."

"No unnecessary violence," he replied, "Check."

"But just remember, there's no problem making a show of force."

"I get ya."

Queen Sombra's horn glowed as they all floated down to the base of the mining pit that surrounded the entrance. All the dogs turn to stare at the party as they touched down. She gestured for a warrior to come over, so he awkwardly did so.

"We are here on behalf of Equestria to speak to the Diamond Dog Shaman as soon as possible."

He paled as she spoke.

"If you cannot do so yourself, then take us to one who can." She waited a moment before she said, "Well?! What holds thy tongue?!"

He pointed with a shaking finger, so she turned to see Spike holding a 10-ton boulder over his head with a grin as he said, "Hey buddy, where do you want this?" It seems his voice had considerably deepened since the last time he had spoken.

"I'm sure it goes over here with the others," she replied as her horn glowed green, the rock glowed green, and it floated from Spike's hands over to a massive pile of similar rocks.

The poor dog looked like he might pass out. The miners and other warriors were also staring open-jawed at the scene.

"To show just how generous I am," she purred, "I shall grant you a boon as a sign of good will."

Her horn glowed even brighter as it spread out across the land. It went further than anyone could see. After a few seconds of quiet, the ground began to shake.

"QUAKE!!" screamed some of the dogs as they ran about in a panic. Even Spike and Celestia seemed concerned, but Sombra's face was a mask of stony confidence. Then gemstones of every description began to float in from all around. They piled up in the middle until the pile surpassed any other pile in the whole mine area.

She walked over to a pile, plucked the largest Emerald green stone of at least 2 pounds, and tossed it over to Spike. Then she plucked a larger ruby red stone of at least three pounds as she said, "I may well need you later." That stone vanished into her mane even as the other went down Spike's gullet in about three chomps.

"Now one of you fine dogs can surely take me to see the Shaman, no?"

One of the dog warriors stepped ahead.

"Very well," she replied, "I was sure one of you would be up to the task."

They followed the warrior towards the mine entrance as the remaining dogs continued to stare slack-jawed. She followed them a considerable distance before Sombra stopped and looked around.

"What is it?" asked Spike.

"I sense that Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Luna are close by," she replied, and then turned to look at a cave opening as she said, "They're right in there." They strode in to see a large number of pups and number of bitches. While most of the pups were now being bottle fed, a number were still being breast fed the old fashioned way.

Then she saw Nightmare Moon sitting lotus against a wall with two pups in her lap. Judging by the way her head was back, panting and moaning, she was definitely under some influence as they pups just seemed to be suckling her breasts... like pups.

Nightmare Luna was hogtied in a corner as two much older pups nursed, and while she was moved like Moon, it seemed to be more a mix of pain and pleasure, as she could see the pups' first teeth. A sign they were about ready to stop nursing. Somepony was being punished.

'Leave us here,' said Luna in her head, 'We must atone for our crimes. It is a small thing to give life instead of take it.'

'FREE US AT ONCE, NIGHTMARE SISTER, SO THAT ALL VERMIN MAY SUFFER!!' thought Nightmare Luna.

Then she noticed they were both wearing control collars like the one she was still trying to remove from the Pegasus-dog known as Rainbow Dash.

"As much as I would like to grant one of your wishes," she replied, "Your older sister is worried sick about you. If you seek penance and forgiveness, Moon, then you'll just have to find another way. I'm sure something more... equitable can be arranged once I've spoke to this Shaman. But first, I need to convince him to release you from his control. That is not acceptable to us... eh, to me."

Her horn glowed as sparks floated over to their collars, and then the ropes about Nightmare Luna turned to dust.

'AH! NOW FOR!... WAIT, WE CANNOT MOVE!'

"I have assumed control," she replied, "For the well being of you both. If I released control, the Shaman could easily take it up again. Besides, there shall be no massacres or revenge... for now."

She gestured as the two mares came to her side.

'Very well,' said N Luna, 'We shall accept your... concerns... for now. But we expect to be free soon.'

'How fares our big sister?' thought N Moon.

"To make a long story short, Celestia is resting in her room. Nightmare Celestia has taken control of the sun, so I had to create a spell to keep her strong until I get back control. To keep the Nightmare out of trouble, I trapped her in special black crystal to that she couldn't use the sun against us... again!"

'Ah, that would be my little Nightmare Celestia, wouldn't it?' thought N Luna with an almost reverent sigh.

"She's a mental case that tried to burn away everything!"

'And I suppose all of your motives are pure?'

"Of course not," she sniffed, "I'm far too..."

'Pragmatic?'

"I was going to say 'practical'.'

"You kinda encased your entire shop as well," muttered Spike.

'A small price to pay for security, no?' though N Luna.

"So how do we find the Shaman?"

"We need not search for..."

"WHAT'S THE DEAL GOING ON OVER HERE?!" demanded the Shaman as he walked with his staff into the cave with them.

"I need to take these prisoners off your hands," she replied, "One must be cured, and I need BOTH of them to make that happen. I'm reasonable. Not even here to start any trouble."

"WELL YA CAN'T HAVE DEM!!"

"I'm sure the tons of gems and jewels I've left on the surface will compensate you adequately for any injustice these two have visited upon you."

The guide dog came over and whispered something into the Shaman's ear.

"But for the moment, I have taken control of them from you. We need not have them causing any more trouble in Canterlot as your mole agents, now can we?"

"The things in motion cannot be stopped now even if I should be wanting to over here."

"That is something we shall just have to see about."

"Very well. Take yer bitches and go. We shall speak again like real soon, myydl."

"I am sure we will."

Spike coughed up a scroll that Sombra caught and opened.

"We have Celestia as our prisoner," she read aloud, "Turn over control of Canterlot to the Noble Rebellion if you ever wish to see her alive and unhurt again. In one hour, she shall be raped and ravished by us all. In one day, she shall surely be dead. The choice is yours." Her eyes glowed as the scroll vanished in a flash of green fire. "MONSTERS!! THEY SHALL PAY FOR THIS!!"

"When you look for that which is true," said the Shaman, "Seek out the blood that is most blue."

"So he's the head puppet," she snarled, "I might have known."

"But who's the..."

"Let's go, Spike," she called as she walked out with N Moon and N Luna in tow. Spike followed along.

"Crazy myydls," said the Shaman, "All of dem."

The Dark Crystal

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Now that he had his pants back on, he felt more comfortable greeting Fluttershy as she emerged dressed from the bath.

"I don't know," he said as he walked out over to the window and looked out, "It doesn't seem safe to try and make a trip out to Sweet Apple Acres right now." The black shiny crystals seemed to have multiplied and grown in size since even he last time he had looked outside. He turned back to her and said, "The way things are out there, it just doesn't look... right."

"I appreciate your concern," she said, "but I think I'll be safe as long as I fly high enough above them." Then she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek before she added, "but it was really sweet of you to care about me like that."

"Oh," he replied as he turned away, "It's nothing. I don't want... them... to get their hands on you."

"Yeah," she replied, "Not them."

"Maybe I should..."

"No," she interrupted, "It's fine." Then she paused herself before adding, "Besides, somepony responsible needs to keep an eye here on all the... guests. At least until Miss Rarity returns to reclaim her maid... and the others."

"That's a good point," he said, "I suppose it would be best to take off from Twilight's balcony."

In spite of the fact she fully knew where to go, he took her hand and led her there anyways. They could hear the sounds of pants, moans and gasps as they came upon the entrance to Twilight's room. Each gasp came just after they could hear the sound of a cupped hand meeting somemare's flesh.

"This is awesome!" said Snails.

"Probably the closest we'll ever get to the real flanks," agreed Snips.

He cautiously peeked around the corner to see that Chryssie was hanging from the ceiling beam still by her wrists as Snips and Snails were spanking her flanks. Even at a distance, he could see how reddened they were from their repeated strikes. Tails was standing in front of her as he was using both hands to forcefully grope her boobs. He could see just enough of her loins to see just how wet and dripping 'Miss Cheerilee's' mareslit was.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were both still naked, tied back to back, and watching the proceedings in utter quiet. It was something completely abnormal for anyone who had ever met the two of them at least once in their lives. In fact, the way the two of them looked at Snips and Snails with such adoration was... creepy.

"Sure you don't want me to cover your eyes or something?" he asked as he glanced back at her.

She giggled softly before she replied, "Oh, I'm sure it won't burn my 'virgin eyes' or anything."

So he led her across the room towards the balcony door.

"Oh, doing it outside?" asked Snails.

"No," grumbled Dan, "We're not doing 'IT' outside or anything. Fluttershy just needs to go someplace to see a stallion about a thing sometime."

"Are you going with?" asked Snips.

"No," he replied, "Somepony has to stay here to keep you foals out of trouble."

"We're in trouble?" asked Snails.

"No," he snapped, "Well, not yet."

She kissed him on the cheek once more before she spread her wings. "Take care," she said softly as she flapped her wings and took flight. While she wasn't fast like most Pegasi, he always felt she was a graceful flyer. She didn't fly very high above the ground either. He blinked and looked away when her fluttering skirt reminded him that she did not wear panties under it. The teen unicorn stallion had to wonder just how many unintentional peep shows she had given like that.

"Hey Dan," said Snails as he walked in, "When are you gonna take your turn with one of these mares?"

"Nah," he replied, "It's... forced. I can't just take pleasure from some government mind control plot. You guys... just keep things cool, would ya? I don't need to testify against you in court or anything."

"It's cool," remarked Snips, "but what are you going to do?"

"Oh, I think I'm going to the kitchen to get something to eat."

"We'll join you in a little while," said Snails as he spanked 'Miss Cheerilee' again.

He glanced at Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, and grumbled as he walked out, "Not exactly the justice I would have prefered to see. Make sure you're part of the right rebellion next time."

If either of them heard Dan's mutterings, they choose not to reply to it. He walked back down the stairs to see Rainbow Dash and the pink fluff in the middle of the main Library floor. The two of them seemed to be playing tug of way over a broken-off black crystal stalagmite. It must have been a good two to three feet in length.

"Hey you two," he grumbled as he snatched the crystal away from them, "You have no idea where this thing's been!"

The Pinkfluff softly gasp as Rainbow whimpered. They acted like Dan had just harshly scolded them. He held the crystal over his head as his hand shook.

"Don't touch any more of these things!" he shouted, "They could be poisonous! Or worse! You're lucky you have me here to... protect you from the impure! I would do everypony a favor by destroying that which is IMPURE!!" His eyes glowed red as if they were radiating a faint blood red flame. "Must destroy the IMPURE!!"

The two watched him stalk off towards the storage room. Pinkfluff blew a short raspberry and Rainbow nodded.

...

Fluttershy flew towards Sweet Apple Acres as she passed from one street to the next. She looked around and saw some things that seemed wrong to her. There was too many columns of smoke rising from the houses all around. It seemed there was dozens of them, and that didn't seem right at all for the time of year it was.

The ponies milling about didn't look quite right either. They seemed to lack focus and direction. It didn't seem like they knew what they wanted to do.

"FLUTTERSHY!!" called a familiar voice.

She looked up the street to see Pinkie jumping up and down while waving to catch her attention. She was standing just outside the entrance to the Sugarcube Corner. There was a pile of broken black crystals laying outside the door. She seemed somewhat panicked as Fluttershy landed and walked over.

"Is something wrong?" asked the shy pegasus.

"Is there?!" she replied, "First, there was these strange black crystals sprouting up in the shop! Then the Cakes and I took them outside! But by the time we were almost done, they started acting strange! He said the cakes were worthless! She said the shop was impure! They were acting like zombieponies or something! They went to the kitchen and turned the gas on! I could smell the gas building up, so I opened the windows! Then I had to jump Mister Cake while he was trying to get matches! Then I had to stop Mrs Cake from getting a road flare from the closet! They seemed so bent on burning down the shop that I just had to tied them up and shove them into their own bedroom! I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S WRONG!! Me and the foals seem just FINE!!"

"Calm down, Pinkie," she replied, "There must be a reasonable..."

An Earth pony stallion came screaming at them up the street waving a pitchfork as he called, "DESTROY THE IMPURE!!"

"Oh my..."

"Has everypony lost their minds?!" screamed Pinkie.

(27) Come to the Dark... er Side

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Celestia glared at the Prince as he leaned over her hotly fingering her pussy. While still fully dressed, she could tell he was turned on by her bound helpless naked glory. She was rather hot and wet between her legs, as he had been teasing her for some time. Her breaths came in pants through her nose, as her bound muzzle wouldn't allow her to breathe that way.

"Half an hour since the demand was sent out, and no knight in shining armor comes to save you?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He chuckled before he continued, "Perhaps they grow weary of being lorded over by the same bitch for over a thousand years? Perhaps they're ready for a new face?"

He shoved a four-finger cluster up her pussy that made her shiver.

"Perhaps you aren't as beloved as you would like to think?"

She leaned her head back as she became more aroused.

"Just think about how much fun it will be when 13 stallions take their turn at your slutty mareslit?"

He glanced at the hourglass as the sand continued to pass from top to bottom.

"The sands of time wait for none," he hissed into her ear. His free hand grabbed one of her nipples and gave it a sharp twist, making her squirm in pain. "Perhaps if they care about you so little, maybe we should commence the raping now?"

The doors burst inwards as two rebel stallions came sliding in and crashed into the dresser on the opposite wall.

"The sands of time don't have to deal with crosstown traffic!" snarled Queen Sombra.

"So the mystery mare returns to save you?" he gloated as he looked the armored figure over.

"I'd strongly think about the next thing that you plan to do, because she is the ONLY reason you aren't dead yet."

With a flick of the wrist, a blade was at Celestia's throat, and yet in the same instant, she had crossed the room and punched him right in the side of his muzzle. There was but a scant trickle of blood from her throat as he skidded across the floor to join the heap of his henchmen.

"You don't listen very well, do you?"

"I don't have to listen," he snarled, "There's nothing that you can tell me that's worth hearing!" He slipped a vial from his pocket, popped the cork, and chugged all the red fluid in one swift motion. His hide turned blood red as his body began to grow, and his muscles began to swell. He clenched his teeth tightly, as it was apparently not a pleasant transformation to undergo.

"So you think you can take me by turning yourself into a fiendish monster, do you?"

There was crashing and bashing in the hallway, and she knew Spike was making short work of the other rebel nobles. Not one of their blades or hooves would have any effect on his new armored hide, after all.

Prince Blueblood stood howling as horns came from his head and shoulders, and bat-like wings sprouted from his back with each wing as wide as he was tall. His perfect white teeth became fangs, and his tongue became a long forked thing. She watched as his eyes began to glow in a dark burning red.

"Don't worry, my love," she said as she looked down on the helpless Celestia, "I'll protect you to my last..."

But he had moved so fast that he grappled her and knocked her off the bed. With inhuman speed, he gripped her throat with one hand as he tore away her chest plate and codpiece with the other. She responded with a blur of kidney punches to his right side, but the pain was not enough to make him let go. It seemed the blows were being healed even as she watched.

"That all you got, bitch?!" he hissed.

"I was going to ask you the same!" she retorted.

Claws grew from his fingertips, but when he tried to plunge them into her heart, he found he couldn't break her skin.

"Actually, the armor is just for show," she growled as she drove her knee hard into his crotch, "but I guess even you've figured out that much, haven't you?"

"And I suppose you've figured out that common blows won't hurt me either, have you?"

"Ah, but I know the potion you took is temporary. When it wears off, I'll just tear you a new one."

"If that was the extent of my temporary powers, I might just have to agree with you. But since I'm stronger and faster than you, then there are some things I can do."

"Do you worst, freak!"

So he forced a kiss on her lips. His tongue slipped into her mouth as something sour and revolting was pumped down her throat. It was so strong that if she didn't swallow it, it would have been forced into her lungs. She grabbed at his arms in vain, as he was in fact too strong to push away. It felt like her stomach was filling up, and each swallow made her feel more light headed.

He broke the kiss as he hissed, "That should make you more agreeable, you bitch!" Then he looked her over as he said, "Oh by Celestia, you're so dam hot! I just want to do you right here, right now!" Something that appeared to be a cross between a cock and an tentacle erupted from his loins, measuring at least a few feet in length. The tendril slipped effortlessly into her mareslit as it started to screw her hard.

She laid her head aside as she started panting. Perhaps it was the coating on this monster dick, or perhaps she was just getting aroused so quickly, but she was soon sopping wet between her legs. His free hand pinched her nipple hard and twisted it rather viciously. But she wasn't as distracted as he would have liked. He didn't realize that when her horn glowed, it wasn't a useless effort directed at him. She was instead using her power to unbind Celestia.

"Oh yeah," he moaned, "Here comes the stuff."

Her hand flashed down between her legs to grab his monster cock even as the huge knot of his fiendish seed was coming out from his body. She squeezed tight enough that it couldn't move into her body.

"Don't be like that, sweet-cheeks," he groaned as he moved his hand from her nipple down to grab her wrist.

"I! DO! NOT! CONSENT!"

She only had to distract him another moment before Celestia was free. She struggled to keep her grip even as the pressure built up in his fiendish cock, and his hand began overpowering hers as he pulled it back.

"Just think of the monster babies you'll have for me," he hissed, "At least they'll keep you from spending time in a cell! Well, until they're born, anyways!"

Her fingers were slipping. She was going to be pumped full of seed any second. A few seconds she was willing to give if it meant her love was going to escape.

But then a few swords seemed to sprout from his chest, or they were at least buried there with great force and speed.

"YOU LEAVE HER ALONE, MONSTER!!" snarled Spike.

She looked as purple blood oozed around the blades.

"Shall you flee and live," she hissed, "or knock me up and die?!"

He closed his eyes, turned into an inky black shadow, and vanished without a trace. The swords clattered onto her chest and stomach even before he fully disappeared.

Spike rushed to her side as he shouted, "Mistress Sombrarity!! Are you alright?!"

"Sombrarity, huh?" she asked.

The next thing she knew, she was sandwiched between Celestia's boobs on one side and Spike's steel hard scaly body on the other. And Celestia was giving her such a hot full throated kiss. Even Spike had to look someplace else. It dragged on for minutes before she broke it off.

"Perhaps it's just that stomach full of... whatever he pumped into me talking..." she sighed, "But..."

"I know what to do, Mistress," she replied as she turned about and placed herself in an ideal position to 69 her Mistress. And very soon, the two were eating each other out hotly. They would be at it for some time while Spike tied up the rebel nobles that hadn't slipped away, which was about six. Prince Blueblood and the other six were long gone by the time Celestia's guards showed up to take them off their hands, and Spike had hung the 'DO NOT DISTURB' sign a while earlier. Another sign hung under that which read, "UNDER PAIN OF SEVERE PAIN, DISCORD!!"

"They never let me play in their reindeer games," grumbled Discord as he appeared in a flash of light.

"What do you want?" muttered Spike.

"Oh, what a powerhouse you've turned into," he purred as he ran his talon and paw over Spike's shiny new body.

Spike blushed as he asked, "What do you want, DISCORD?!"

"Oh, I just stopped by to say that Ponyville has gone to Tartarus in a handbasket."

"WHAT?!"

"Ponyville is in the process of being burnt to the ground by its own citizens."

"Why the hay aren't you doing anything about it?!"

"Because there's black magic everywhere," he muttered, "and if you think I'm annoying now, just imagine what I'd be like going around saying 'DESTROY THE IMPURE!' I can't risk having the black magic get into my purely magical form, you know."

"Burn down Ponyville?" he mused, "Destroy the impure? Why does that sound so familiar?"

"Well don't ask me, I just work here. So where's our Prince Bluetraitor?"

"Prince Blueblood got away before his temporary fiendish powers faded, otherwise the swords I skewered him with would have surely killed his flank."

"Oh Spike," he purred as he stoked his cheek and neck, "I didn't know you could do such glorious acts of brutality."

"He was about to knock up Sombrarity with some monster seed!" he growled, "MY SOMBRARITY!!"

"Sombrarity is it now?" he asked, "How... appropriate."

"Just until she becomes my beautiful Rarity again."

"But if she stayed like that forever, could you still feel the same?"

"I'd love her no matter what she looked like on the outside!"

"Then that is surely true love."

"I... guess..."

Burning Down the House

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

When we last saw Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, a crazed stallion was charging at the with a pitchfork screaming, "DESTROY THE IMPURE!!"

"I am not impure, thank you!!" shouted Pinkie.

"Ah," said Fluttershy quietly, "I don't think he's really being that rational right now."

"Well he's not getting in the Sugarcube Corner whether he's a customer or not!!"

"I don't think he's here to..."

Pinkie pulled out her party cannon from her mane and blasted him almost in his face. The bright red and green gift box sent him sprawling down the street at least several yards. The pitchfork fell a few yards away from him.

"NO MUFFINS FOR YOU!!" yelled Pinkie.

"I really don't think that's going to..."

The stallion got up and staggered away without bothering to retrieve his pitchfork.

"We better make sure the Cakes are alright!!"

Fluttershy followed Pinkie Pie into the Sugarcube Corner as she led them into the Cake's bedroom. Even as they walked through the place, she could still smell some of the rotten egg smell that was added to the natural gas the place used. Then Pinkie opened the door and she looked in to see the Cakes on their bed, hogtied and struggling weakly. Pinkie had tied their muzzles shut to keep them from chewing the ropes, so neither could understand what they were trying to say, but both of them could guess what they were trying to say if they could speak.

"Oh my," she said quietly.

"What's going on?!" asked Pinkie Pie in one of her panicked moments.

"Perhaps it's the black crystals," she suggested.

"Then why aren't I affected?!"

"I don't know for sure, but I think you must be protected by your connection to the Element of Laughter."

Pinkie paused to think, and said more calmly, "I guess that makes sense."

"We better make sure the foals aren't touching those things," she advised.

They rushed to see the two foals playing together in their crib. The two of them seemed perfectly fine. But then their noses wrinkled as they sniffed the air.

"Uh," said Fluttershy softly, "I think somefoal needs..."

"A diaper change," finished Pinkie, "I agree."

"Maybe it's not safe to stay here," she said as she changed Pound Cake's diaper.

"But this shop is everything," replied Pinkie as she changed Pumpkin Cake's diaper, "We can't just run away and let it get burned down."

"But what about the foals? Can you defend the shop and protect both of them as well as the Cakes themselves?"

"I... don't know..."

"Maybe it would be best if I take them both to Sweet Apple Acres with me. Even with them both, I can still fly high enough to stay away from trouble. I've noticed that I haven't seen that many pegasi in the sky on the way over, so perhaps what ever is affecting them is somehow discouraging them from flying."

"You should use the front and back harness," said Pinkie thoughtfully, "That way you can use both hands and not have them get in the way of your wings."

"That's a good idea."

Pinkie ran off to fetch it as she went to the window and looked out. She could tell that the house two houses down and across the street from the shop was burning, with flames and smoke shooting out of the upper story windows. It seemed that the chaos was getting ever closer.

"Oh my, this is such a disaster." She opened the window and stepped out to the roof while she waited for Pinkie to return, as it would have been awkward climbing through the window with the foals attached.

Pinkie returned to harness her with Pound Cake in to her stomach and Pumpkin Cake riding her lower back and flanks. She added a side pouch with a few changes of diapers, their foal bottles, and a small supply of powdered nursing formula.

"Please keep them safe," she begged.

"I promise," replied Fluttershy as she flapped her wings. Pinkie stood in the window and watched her go. Her flight was a little shaky at first, but soon she was climbing into the sky as she moved down the street.

As Fluttershy flew from sight, a squad of Royal Guards in their shining golden armor ran into view. They went from house to house knocking on the doors and yelling, "ALL PONIES MUST EVACUATE PONYVILLE IMMEDIATELY!! GO TO THE SCHOOL ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN AND AWAIT FURTHER INSTRUCTION!!"

She went back in to check on the Cakes before she heard a pounding on the door. Rushing to the door after making sure they were still okay, she found herself face to face with an armored stallion from the Guard.

"You must evacuate at once, Miss Pinkie!!"

"I can't!" she replied, "The Cakes were acting all weird, so I had to tie them up to stop them from burning down the shop! I can't leave them behind!"

"Are they the only ones?!"

"A friend has already taken the foals away to safety," she replied.

He turned and pointed at two other guards as he ordered, "You two! Carry the civilians to the Evacuation Point as rejoin us as soon as you can!"

"SIR YES SIR!" shouted the stallions as they followed Pinkie into the shop.

"Just remember," he yelled after her, "there's nothing in this shop worth more than your lives!!"

Pinkie could hear the rest of the guards running on. The guards with her went into the bedroom, and then each carefully took one of the Cakes over their shoulder. They all went to the front door, and then closed it behind them. She locked the door and wondered if she would ever see the shop in one piece again.

Then her attention was caught when she heard a scuffle ahead, and noticed that two guards from the group that had gone ahead of them had jumped a nearly naked mare as she was swinging a torch around wildly. The torch fell aside when she was tackled by them.

"This is nuts," muttered Pinkie under her breath.

...

"This is nuts," said Dan as he looked out over the burning houses and shops of Ponyville. There was getting to be almost too many columns of smoke for him to count.

"Are you sure it's okay?" asked Snails.

"Of course I'm sure," purred Diamond Tiara.

He looked back. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were separated now, but still tied. They were on their back on both sides of the mystery mare, and while Snips and Snails were now naked and sporting wood, only Tails was mating with the mystery mare as of yet. Yet with the legs over one shoulder, only their hesitation had stopped the two unicorn stallions from mating with the two known mares.

"How can they say 'it's okay' if they're under mind control?!" snapped Dan.

"Miss Rarity said..."

"And who said Miss Rarity owns any of these mares?! Isn't slavery illegal any more?!"

"Take me now!" snapped Tiara with a hint of her old demanding self, "Take me like a stallion!"

"Fine, if you think they aren't..." said Dan before he heavily sighed. Snips and Snails were mating with both of them as hard as Tails was with the mystery mare.

He walked over to 'Miss Cheerilee' and let her down by unbinding her wrists. But he was looking at the other stallions even as he was letting her down, so when he found himself embraced by 'Fluttershy', he blinked at her.

"Let me please you," she begged softly, "Even if I'm not really her, I know you're just fantasizing about her like crazy." Her breasts were mashed against him as she hugged him tightly. "Let me take her place. You should let your fantasies be fulfilled by letting me be her proxy."

"It just feels... I don't know."

She rubbed her hand over his crotch when he realized he was sporting some serious wood under his shorts.

"All right," he sighed at last, "but let's move to Spike's room. Intimacy should be more... private."

She nodded as she walked with him from the room.

"You might never love me the way you feel about her," she whispered in his ear, "but you can't keep her on a pedestal forever. She might come back to you once she's made her peace with Big Macintosh. He's married after all, and she would never want to be a homewrecker."

"Yeah, she's really so sweet and caring," he sighed. He averted his eyes from her even though he knew it wasn't really Fluttershy standing naked next to him.

"And you feel you're not good enough for her?"

"Who said that?!" he asked sharply.

"No one had to," she replied, "It's all written in your body language and responses."

"Well... it's true," he said softly (for him).

"No it's not. The funny part is she feels she isn't worthy of someone as sincere and considerate as you."

"Hey, I'm a jerk! I'm not considerate!"

But she laughed musically before she replied, "You're not fooling me. Not one little bit."

They entered Spike's room as she laid on her back on his bed and spread her legs for him. Even though he hadn't done a thing with her, she was already hot and puffy in her marepussy. So he dropped his pants and let his throbbing cock loose. He grabbed her thighs and thrust his cock into her easily as he said, "Thank you so much."

"Because you're worth it," she said as she threw her head back. Her breasts jiggled each time his groin slapped into her flanks. A fact not lost on him.

Suddenly, he heard a record player turn on, and there was a song being played mysteriously: "Can't Smile Without You" by Barry Mustangilo.

'Bloody government,' he thought as he mated with 'Fluttershy'.

Our House Burns in the Middle of Our Street

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Luna remained hidden as instructed even as the noble conspirators fled past them in a panic. After all, Queen Sombra (aka Miss Rarity) specifically ordered them to do so while she and Spike had gone ahead. The could see the shadows cast of Spike trouncing them, but they had lost all contact with the 'Queen'. It seemed like a long time before Spike finally came to collect them.

"Behaving yourselves?" he asked.

"Yes Master," replied Nightmare Moon.

'We had no other choice,' thought Nightmare Luna.

"Where is Mistress?"

"Oh, Prince Blueblood turned into a fiend and pumped her stomach full of some horniness drug, so Princess Celestia is helping her... ah... burn it off... you might say."

'So they're eating each other out on the floor, I take it?' asked N Luna.

"Uh... I suppose that's one way to put it..."

"But is big sister alright?" asked N Moon.

"I think she was saved well before the 'rape her flanks' deadline came up..."

'A pity really. Perhaps Celestia might have learned a valuable lesson.'

"There is *nothing** to be learned when you are helpless and raped,*" replied N Moon.

"HALT!" yelled a guard, and Spike turned to see four Royal Guards advancing on the Nightmares with their weapons drawn.

"It's cool," said Spike, "These mares are with me. They've just dressed up for Nightmare Night early this year."

They relaxed their stance, and Spike heard one whisper to another, "Wow. That's like the hottest and creepiest looking Nightmare Moon I've ever seen."

"Did she really have knockers that big?" asked the other stallion back.

"Who cares. That's some incredible boobage."

Spike chuckled while Nightmare Moon looked down on her own hooves.

But one Guard stepped up and glared at the mares as he asked Spike, "So what's the deal with them getting paraded around the Canterlot Palace naked?"

"It's not their fault," said Spike in their defense, "Their costumes were stolen by the traitors. I barely kept them both from getting raped by them. It was awful."

"Very well," he replied, "but please fing something to cover them with until proper attire can be found?"

"Sure thing," replied Spike.

Just then, they heard hoof-falls, and they all turned to see a naked Sombrarity and Celestia come into view.

"See?!" exclaimed Spike, "They even have no respect for Princess Celestia herself!"

"PRINCESS!" called the Guards as the kneeled down before her.

"Fear not, loyal Guards," she replied, "My good friend Sombrarity here saved me and kept me safe at great personal cost. Her sacrifices to protect me shall neither go unnoticed nor unrewarded by me."

"Sombrarity?" asked one guard to another.

"I'd swear the place is crawling with strange new mares," said the stallion back.

"Those must be the... most huge... tracks of land... I've ever seen."

Sombrarity looked down at her own boobs, and realized that she had completely forgotten about Nightmare Rarity's curse. Her boobs had grown somewhat larger when her sub had orally driven her to climax. Celestia was also staring, and apparently came to the same conclusion about the same time as she did: That her breasts had surpassed Celestia's and were still setting records in the process.

"Can you stop gawking at my tits and start looking for Prince Blueblood and the rest of the noble rebels?"

"Oh... OH RIGHT!" snapped the Guard Leader, "The rebels!"

They watched the Guards run off quickly.

"There's so much hot mareflesh around here," muttered Discord, "I might just change myself into a unicorn stallion just to get me a piece of that action."

"Keep dreaming."

"Those are the second biggest pair of boobs I've ever seen."

"And not by my choice," she added, "It's a curse placed on them by Nightmare Rarity. I hope those teen unicorns I left with her back at the Library are... teaching her some lessons about being such a bitch."

"Speaking of Libraries," said Discord as he scratched his chin, "I believe that places like that all over Ponyville are being burned down even as we speak."

"And you're here why?"

"Because Discord would be an even bigger jerk if he was taken over by black magic!" said Spike.

"Well that's not the way I was..."

"Black magic?!"

"Yes," he replied, "There's reports that a huge black crystal has sprung up in town, and that smaller crystals are popping up all over the place. They make ponies act like arsonist zombies or something. 'DESTROY THE IMPURE!' and all that."

"Ah, I thought I completely sealed away Nightmare Celestia and her powers, but I was wrong!"

"Then you better get your flank back to Ponyville while there's still parts of it unburnt."

"Thanks Captain Obvious," replied Spike.

"You're totally welcome."

"It's my fault... all my fault..." said Sombrarity as she cried into her hands.

"While I enjoy self deprecation and self accusation as much as the next Draconequus, maybe you should fix those problems you've caused and worry about blame later?"

"You're right," she replied as she wiped her eyes with her forearm, "I must fix things."

"Great," he replied, "Take your little troupe back to Ponyville while I help round up Prince Bluetraitor and the rebels here."

"Thank you for helping out," said Celestia.

"Don't I always?"

"I'm not touching that one," said Spike.

"Oh I don't know about that," said Discord as he slipped up behind Spike and felt his biceps, "Maybe if you do good, I'll polish those new scales of yours later."

"Uhhh..."

'I'd pay bits to see that,' thought N Luna.

"Uhhh..." said Spike as his cheeks grew red.

"Discord!" snapped Sombrarity, "There's things that need to be done besides teasing my widdle Spikey-wikey!"

"Party pooper."

"It seems I must take more drastic measures to make sure Nightmare Celestia's contained forever... or 1,000 years at least."

"It doesn't seem like forever is what it was cracked up to be anymore, Mistress," agreed Celestia.

"Mistress, you say?" asked Discord as he raised an eyebrow.

"Not that it's any of your business, but we were... roleplaying earlier while Celestia was helping work the... horniness poison from my system."

"That sounds like most delicious fun."

"Well hopefully I'll never be poisoned so again, so I doubt this will ever happen again either."

'I'd pay bits to see that,' thought N Luna.

"And no one asked you either!"

'Party pooper.'

"You're lucky I can't order you to stop thinking!" she snarled.

'Whatevs.'

"*But I shall surely punish you in a memorable way later!*"

'Promises, promises.'

"But now we must get to Ponyville to save what we can!"

...

Dan looked over the balcony of Twilight's room as a panic was setting in. The ponies of Ponyville were surrounding the Library Tree at the base with large amounts of broken wood, cloth, and apparently some oil lanterns.

"Darn it!" he called as he turned and came back. He waved his arms about as he said, "This place is surrounded! I think they're going to burn down the whole place!"

"But none of us can fly or teleport!!" replied Snails, "How do we get outta here?!"

He paced as he thought.

"Hey Silver Spoons," said Snips to her, "How would you get out of here?"

"Well I'd be saved by my father," she replied.

"We can't count on that," replied Tails.

"What about the mystery mare?" asked Snails, "Maybe she can teleport us out or something?"

"Even if we could get that stuff off her," replied Dan, "She's evil, remember?! I doubt she save anypony besides herself!"

"Good point."

"What about the Royal Guards?" asked Tails.

"I didn't see them anywhere," said Dan, "They must WANT Ponyville to burn down so they can speed up the takeover plan!"

"Then we must climb high in the tree," said Bakabaka, "so perhaps rescue we may see. Some time it shall buy at the least. More time before we become a fire's feast."

"Right," said Dan, "Untie Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. We need them moving on their own. I need you two," he said as he looked at Snips and Snails, "to carry our 'guest' here. You two better stay close to us as well." The latter part was directed at Nightmare Chryssie and the pinkfluff.

They nodded. He looked out to see wisps of smoke rising.

"Hurry," he added, "It looks like they're lighting up the 'bonfire of the libraries' even as we speak!"

...

Pinkie finally got to the School with the other refugees from Ponyville. She noticed that the Cakes were tossed into a caged wagon filling up with other hogtied ponies, but even with several wagons around, they were all filling up fast.

"Please be alright," she said quietly. Turning about, she looked back into town and could see the true extent of the fires spreading all across Ponyville.

Miss Cheerilee came over and said, "We've set up some food and drink, Miss Pie. You better feed and water yourself while there's still time. Once we leave here, there's no way to know when we'll be able to do so again."

"All right," she replied, "I just wonder how many ponies are still trapped in town..."

"I'm sure the Guards are doing everything in their power to rescue everypony."

"But what about the ponies tied up in the prison wagons?"

"There's nothing that can be done for them now," she replied, "but we may have to use tubed in order to feed and water them safely. I don't even want to think about their other problems and how those will be handled right now."

Pinkie nodded as she was led to the line of ponies waiting for their food to be served from a wagon set up not far from the School's front door. She got to the end of the line and waited as it slowly moved forward. There was easily dozens of ponies ahead of her, and she could see that each was being given a bowl of some sort of soup, a chunk of bread, and something to drink before they wandered off to find an open space on the grass to sit down and eat. Finally, she got her own food and went to look for a place to sit and eat as well.

She looked around and noticed that several ponies were eating near Mayor Mare. There was things she could hear them saying to each other as they ate.

"I promise you all here and now," she told them, "Ponyville will rise from this disaster like a phoenix. It shall be even better than it was before. Every house and every shop will be rebuilt... one way or another."

"Do you think Celestia and the Canterlot nobles will help?" asked a random mare.

"I surely hope they'll aid us in out time of need," she answered.

'Me too,' thought Pinkie.

...

Fluttershy flew as far as she could from the border of Ponyville before she had to land. She wasn't used to flying with such a burden, and her wings and flight muscles were sore and tired out. But at least no one was able to attack her, and she didn't see anypony around her where she landed. All she had to do was walk about another few miles and they would all be safe at Sweet Apple Acres. She hoped Twilight would still be there with them. Looking in front and back, she noticed that both Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake were both napping, and that probably was for the best.

So she began walking down the road. She was entering the apple orchards, so she knew it wouldn't be long.

"Well well," said a voice from a nearby apple tree above her and just off the road, "I come to apologize to Dashie and guess who I run into out here?" It was a golden eyed griffoniness that she knew all too well. Even laying on the tree limb as she was, Fluttershy could tell she had her by several inches and more than a few dozen pounds. She looked down as she preened her white feathered head and chest idly with one clawed hand. Somewhere under her white tube top, her chest feathers stopped and her deep brown fur began. From her back sprouted her large deep brown feathered wings as well. She looked down her stomach to her tight pair of black biker shorts she wore from which her lionesque tail sprouted and idly waved back and forth over her side. There was gray patches around her eyes, and her beak and talons were as golden yellow as ever. Her eyes followed her muscular legs that ended in her lion-pawed feet. She could even see the claws come out and back as she flexed her toes.

"Gilda?" she asked quietly.

"Aw, you remember," she said as she jumped down and walked up to Fluttershy as she asked as she looked over the sleeping twins, "So are those two your mistakes?"

"Goodness no," she replied, "These are the Cakes' foals. I'm taking them to Sweet Apple Acres to keep them safe from... the trouble back in Ponyville."

"Yeah," she replied, "I didn't need my eagle-eyed peepers to see that mess."

She turned as she said, "I should really..."

But Gilda put a talon on her shoulder as she said, "Don't run off so fast, sweet flanks. I gotta know how Dashie is doing. There's some catching up we need to do."

"Oh my..."

"And it would be rude to just leave me hanging over here. You wouldn't want to be rude to me, would you?"

"Of course not."

"That's what I thought."

(30) Growing Inferno

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Dan led the others up the Library as they headed for the highest point they could reach. But they soon ran out of space inside the tree, so they had to climb out a window to continue further upwards. All around them, the smoke was rising from the base of the tree that formed the library itself.

The mystery mare was tied to Snails back like a backpack to make it easier to get her out. He went out before Snips, Tails and Bakabaka to make sure they could all assist him with his burden. They also had to make sure that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon to climb the tree, as neither of them were proficient at climbing.

He looked down when he heard the sound of breaking glass, and could see torches being thrown in through what he was sure was now a broken window.

"Keep climbing!!" he shouted, "We won't let them take us that easily!!"

"I'm more worried about getting burned to ash!!" replied Snails.

"I'd rather be burned to death than be beaten, tortured, and THEN burned to death."

"I suppose he's got a point," said Snips.

They climbed several feet closer to the top of the tree, but progress was much slower than the flames chasing them.

"We should simply go on and try," said Bakabaka, "It's surely not a good day to die."

So the pinkfluff turned to 'Miss Cheerilee' and blew a short raspberry. She sighed back.

"What are they talking about?" asked Snails, "Does anyone besides Miss Bakabaka know what they're saying?"

"While they wish not to make a fuss," she replied, "Our situation do they discuss."

"What's there to discuss?" asked Snips.

Suddenly Diamond Tiara screamed as she lost her grip on the limb she was climbing up to. She began to glow as she floated upwards, and then they all noticed that 'Miss Cheerilee' had been replaced by the violet unicorn mare known as 'Twilight Sparkle'. Her horn was also glowing. Soon, they were all glowing as they floated up to the highest part of the tree that would support their weight.

Looking past the smoke around them, they could see the columns of smoke all around them. It was getting hard to see a building that wasn't on fire to some degree or another by then.

"I don't suppose you've got another spell that will help?!" asked Dan as he looked over at 'Twilight Sparkle'.

"I suppose if I had access to her lesson books and some time to study, I would," she replied evenly, "but we don't have the time even if those books weren't being turned to ash even as we speak."

"Then how did you do the horn thing?"

"The things unicorns do with their horn?" she replied, "That's just a thing they can do shortly after they're born."

"I guess that's true," he replied as he scratched his beard, "but I've never been able to move this kind of weight."

"I guess we just don't practice that kind of thing," said Snails.

"Say," said Snips, "What's that giant black crystal spire over there?!" They looked to see he was pointing across the city, and even through the smoke, could see a tall black crystal tower that he was pointing too.

"I'm sure it's the mind control tower that's going to rule over us when the reconstruction is over!!" called Dan.

"Well I'm not sure it's going to matter once we're cremated over here!" replied Snails.

"Can't Twilight over here just float us over to another building?" asked Tails, "Or maybe just float us out of town?"

"Look around," said Dan, "and tell me just what safe place there is to go to?!"

Then Bakabaka seemed to swoon slightly as she was grabbed about the waist by Dan.

"What's wrong?"

"Mistress Rarity called to say," she said, "Worry not: Help is on the way."

"Great," he muttered, "I've always wanted to owe a debt to one of the future rulers of Equestria!"

"While she is firm and not cruel," she replied, "I am not stubborn like the mule."

A burst of green energy radiated from the black spire as it spread out all over Ponyville.

"This is it!!" shouted Dan, "The end is here!!"

But the others noticed that all the fires had gone out, and that no more smoke was coming from the various buildings.

"Thank you for believing in me," said a nearby voice, "I always hope it will be justified, my dear."

They looked to see Sombrarity hugging Bakabaka as she floated in the air next to here.

"Whoa," said Tails, "Those are like the biggest boobs... ever!"

He, along with all the other stallions, were quite aware that she wore nothing but a fanged smile.

"Nothing gets by your lint trap mind, does it?" she responded as she looked back at him.

"I have missed my Mistress so," said Bakabaka as she nuzzled her Sombrarity, "Perhaps it is time to go?"

She snapped her fingers, and they found that they were on a new platform that just appeared around and under them. It was covered by a roof, and they were all laid out of wicker couches covered with red silk cushions. In the middle was a large table which was covered with things like pitchers of lemonade with ice, fruit punch, and orange juice. There was also plates of sugar cookies, finger sandwiches and raw veggie trays.

"It's better that you all stay up here until I can set things right, my precious sub maid," she said into Bakabaka's ear, "I couldn't stand to see you hurt before I get the ponies crazed by the power of Nightmare Celestia under control."

"What about her?" asked Snails as he glanced at the mare tied to his back.

"Oh, I think I can do something with this one," she smirked as she snapped her fingers, and she vanished. "My little Nightmare Rarity has been very naughty. She needs to be punished for her wrongs and crimes."

"Dang," said Snails, "I didn't get a turn with her."

"Don't worry," she replied with a really wicked grin, "You'll see her again soon. I promise. Then she'll be... more than willing to service your needs... or anypony else I tell her to. But that can wait." She looked about and said, "Oh, and it looks like you need some cover against the fliers who are bound to come by soon."

She snapped her fingers, and everypony except her and the mystery mare were now rather richly dressed. They looked like they could have gone right to the Grand Galloping Gala and fit right in.

"Hey," said Snips, "What about..."

But the naked mare was gone in a flash of light before he could even finish his thought.

...

Sombrarity appeared at the base of the black crystal tower where Spike and Celestia were waiting for her. The unknown mare they all knew as Nightmare Rarity was floating next to her.

"YOU BITCH!!" she growled looked upwards at the crystal that contained her shop as well as Nightmare Celestia, "You shall never twist another to your sick self-destructive goals!!"

"But what can you do about it, Mistress?" asked Celestia.

"Oh, I'm sure she has some trick up her sleeve," replied Spike with a smile.

She looked at her bare arms before she said, "Well, I do have a trick." Her horn glowed as a small swirling green and black portal appeared. They stared openly as the Elements of Harmony floated out and about Sombrarity's head.

"I wasn't expecting that."

Sombrarity looked at the circling crown and necklaces as if contemplating something.

"But Mistress, you're only connected to one Element: Generosity. What can you do with them all?"

"You did something similar when it was time to take care of the Nightmare Moon problem."

Spike stared open mouthed as Celestia said, "When I did that, the Elements were lost to ponykind for a thousand years!"

"Fear not. Even if that should come to pass, there shall be the Celestial Elements to step up in their place. But right now, there's so much destruction to repair. So many ponies to heal. So many minds to clear. It's the only way, my love."

"It still sounds kinda crazy to me."

"Desperate times, my Spikey-wikey."

The stones popped from their mounts as they began to circle Sombrarity. From her mane emerged the bright red raw gemstone that she got from the mines earlier. They spun faster and faster until they were a rainbow blur. She closed her eyes as she focused her will on the task at hand. Then a powerful rainbow shot from her horn into the sky. It scattered into a hundred beams as she passed all around Ponyville. The light grew brighter and brighter until none in the whole town or surrounding area could see anything. Her eyes snapped open as a massive white light burst from them.

After a moment, they could see again. The first thing they could see was the powerful crystal tower had shifted from black crystal to shiny silverish white. Every building was repaired and restored, and they could see that they were now reinforced with crystals like the ones forming the spire. Now there was a red crystal heart floating over the top of the spire shining it's light all around it. While it wasn't that bright compared to the sun, it would surely light the area around it at night.

Then they noticed some ponies coming from their homes. Judging by their burnt and/or torn clothes, it seemed like they had fallen victim to either the mobs or a fire, and yet they were somehow well and whole again.

Sombrarity looked at the gems on the ground, and said to them, "Thank you for trusting and helping us one more time. Now it is time for you to go home and rest."

"What da what?"

"The Tree of Harmony," gasp Celestia, "How could you know about it?!"

The Element stones floated into the air, and then all shot away towards the Everfree Forest.

"Oh my love," she replied as she hugged Celestia tightly, "They told me about it themselves."

"I'm lost over here."

"We discovered the Elements of Harmony long ago inside the Tree of Harmony. It was the only thing we found that could rival the chaotic power of Discord. So we used them against him to turn him to stone as punishment for his misdeeds. But when I alone used them to imprison my sweet little Luna in the Moon all those years later, the Elements decided that I was no longer worthy of their vast power. I had a feeling somepony would come along to take them up... but that was 1,000 years later."

"And now I've broken my link to the Element of Generosity in the same way."

"Now my love," pleaded Celestia, "Give up the Alicorn Amulet and the Inspiration Manifestation while you still can."

"For you," she replied as she tore off the Amulet and cast it down to the ground, and then her little golden chest appeared in a flash of light, "I forswear all of these dark magic artifacts."

Celestia rewarded her with a kiss to the lips. Spike looked awkwardly away as the two nude mares hugged and kissed each other openly. A crowd of ponies slowly gathered as they stared at the scene.

"That is just so darn hot," muttered a random Earth pony stallion.

"That is... just so wrong..." replied the random unicorn mare next to him.

"But you can't stop looking at them, can you?"

"Uh..."

Spike picked up the Amulet. Sombrarity's horn glowed at the chest opened, so he tossed it in. Then the chest glowed as a golden key appeared and locked it shut. He took the chest under his arm as he took the key in his other hand.

"This is going someplace really secure."

They broke their kiss as Celestia said, "You're forever sealed from you own shop, aren't you?"

"Yes," she replied, "A small price to pay for my own hubris."

"Where shall you live?"

"Oh, I'm working on something even as we speak, my love."

"WHOA!" said Spike as he stared in the direction of the Library, "What happened to the Golden Oak Library?! It's HUGE!!" The tree-library was now so large that it towered over all of the buildings around it.

Sombrarity chuckled softly.

Griffon the Feel-Up

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Fluttershy gulped nervously. She could feel the points of Gilda's talons against the hide of her shoulder through her sweater top. But she couldn't just think about herself then: There was Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake to think about too. Gilda placed her other talon on her other shoulder as she stepped up behind her.

"So how's my Dashie doing?" cooed Gilda in her ear from behind.

"She is... uh... well... There was... ah..."

"What's so hard about this?" she asked as she felt the point of her beak lightly brush against the side of her throat.

"Well... you see... there was this... magical kind of accident..."

"Oh, what did that Twilight nerd do this time?!"

"Oh... it wasn't Twilight... it was the Diamond Dog Shaman..."

"Whoa," she replied, "Dashie was messing with him?!"

"We were saving some mares and a stallion that the Diamond Dogs had kidnapped from the road."

"Uh-huh," she cooed, "Go on."

"Well the Shaman was going to turn her into a brainwashed dog bitch..."

"HE WHAT?!"

"I said..."

"I mean, I heard what you said! It's just I can't believe it!"

"Anyways, Pinkie kinda of disrupted his focus in the middle of the spell, so now she's kind of stuck as a half-Pegasus and half-dog bitch."

"Oh, maybe I do want to see this," said Gilda as she could feel the hot griffon breath across her neck.

Fluttershy felt a shiver as she saw an expanding ring of green energy passing overhead.

"Oh... my..." she said quietly, "What was that?"

"What was what?" came the reply as the beak played her throat hide.

"Something flew across the sky from Ponyville."

"I'm sure Twilight probably goofed up another spell or something," she purred, "Par for the Ponyville course."

"But she's not even in Ponyville right now."

"Whatevs," she replied, "Now tell me more about my Dashie."

She could feel her talons undoing the straps over her shoulders. Soon, the harness with the foals was being lowered towards the ground. It easily slipped over her waist and down over her hips.

"Is that Gilda?" asked a mare nearby.

They both looked to see Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle coming up the road towards them. Towards the Apple Farm. They saw that Sweetie Belle was the one who had spoken. Scoots was holding a fairly large bag in her hands.

"You two!" she growled, "Get over here!"

They trembled slightly as they ran over.

"Take these foals and this bag of stuff," she ordered, "and take them up to the farmhouse over there! You better keep them brats of the Cakes happy til Fluttershy gets there, or there will be consequences over here!"

She smiled as she watched Scoots strap on the babes while Sweets put on the shoulder bag. Somehow, Pound and Pumpkin were still managing to sleep though the whole thing. They rushed off so fast that they completely forgot about their own bag they left at the side of the road.

Stomping over to the bag, she hefted it like she was about to chuck it into the fields when she paused.

"Hey," she said, "This bag's kinda heavy. I wonder what those brats were doing..." She looked down into the bag as she said, "Whoa, what have we here?!"

Fluttershy walked over and glanced into the bag as she said, "Oh... my..."

"Let's find a place... a little more private," she cooed as she took Fluttershy's hand and led her into the orchard with the bag underneath her arm.

"Maybe... I should... see how the Cake's..."

"Forget about'it," she replied, "I'm sure those two will take care of them. I have this way with brats."

"Oh, I'm sure that Scootaloo and Sweetie..."

"Whatevs!"

They walked silently for a few minutes until she looked back at Fluttershy, and commented, "You know, I'd swear your boobs have really grown since the last time we... met."

"Well... uhm... they have."

They stepped behind an especially wide tree that one would have trouble seeing around from the road.

"I gotta check them out," she said as she turned to Flutters and gripped the edge of her sweater. She had grabbed the band of her skirt as well, and pulled them both up almost to her ribcage before she even noticed that the Pegasus mare wasn't wearing pantied.

"Well well," she cooed, "Still going au natural here?"

"I ah..." she said blushing as Gilda stared at her bared loins.

Gilda continued to lift both the skirt and the sweater until they were both over her face, and then she paused. Her large breasts were left hanging in the open air.

"Whoa," she purred, "You've got yourself a real motherly rack there."

One talon held up the sweater and skirt even as the other began to grope her right breast. She moaned as she felt the rough surface of the talon as it ran over her tit and rubbed her nipple firmly. Her nipple grew firmer even as the groping continued. It took but a moment for her to find herself panting as she was felt up.

"Hey," she said, "I haven't even touched that crotch of yours, and I can already see you getting worked up."

She realized that her mareslit was getting hot and becoming wet even as Gilda brought it up.

"Say," she cooed near Flutter's ear, "I didn't say you could stop telling me about Dashie."

"Miss Rarity asked me to... uh... retrain her..."

"How so?" she asked as she gripped her boob tighter.

"Well," she moaned, "She goes around sticking her nose under my skirt. I've lost count of how many time she's stuck her cold nose against my mareslit and then lapped at it with her whole tongue."

"Oh, that sounds like my Dashie to me," she purred.

"But I'm having trouble breaking her of such habits," panted Fluttershy. She felt herself being pushed back by her hands into the tree behind even as the other talon stopped feeling her boob.

"This should do," purred Gilda as she felt her hands tied to a branch over her head.

"Oh... maybe you shouldn't..."

"Don't worry your pretty little head," she cooed, "When I'm done with you, I feel you should have your turn... with me."

"Oh... my..."

Soon, she was thoroughly bound to the branch to the point that even her sweater and skirt were held up over her face.

"You know," purred Gilda, "I had no idea just what kinda hottie you've turned into. For a mare, I have to admit that you're making me... feel real horny."

She moaned as both talons were heavily fondling her breasts.

...

Apple Bloom answered the door. She opened it to find that she was looking at Scoots and Sweetie.

"Well, this isn't what I was expecting," she muse as she looked over the Cake's foals and the shoulder bag.

"We kinda ran into Gilda and Fluttershy while we were coming over," panted Scoots, "and she threatened us into bringing the foals here. I don't want to mess with no griffon."

"Okay," she replied, "I'm sure Granny Smith wouldn't mind... Hey, where's the bag of... stuff you were supposed to bring?!"

They looked around until Sweetie said, "We must have left it back with them!"

"How are we supposed to get our cutie marks in escape artist now?!"

Sweetie Belle leaned in and said, "But you already have your cutie mark."

"Well duh," she replied, "and you know MY cutie mark is about helping other ponies get THEIR cutie marks."

"Oh what are they gonna think when they find that bag full of ropes, strips of cloth, manacles and stuff?!" asked Scoots, "You know how much that cost us! What if they just throw all that stuff away?!"

"And how can we even ask them about it?!" asked Sweetie.

"Calm down," replied Apple Bloom, "I'm sure they'll just get a good laugh, and they'll wait for us to come back and get it. I just hope that Gilda... *gulp* isn't going to volunteer to help us with that stuff."

"Good point."

Pound Cake began to stir in his harness. He opened his eyes and looked about. Then he began to cry.

"Well we better take care of these two right away," said Apple Bloom as she ushered them inside.

"I'll make the formula while you two check the diapers," said Sweetie Belle as she rushed in past them.

"Why do you get to..."

"I called it first!!"

...

Fluttershy was moaning hard as she squirmed against the tree. She sounded a little muffled with her face covered by her own sweater. Still, Gilda had used more rope to tie her from her wrists down to her shoulders, including the ones bound about her head that made it hard for her to speak.

"AAAHHH!!" she moaned, "Aaaaahhhhh!!"

It was most likely because now Gilda had her legs over her shoulder even as she felt her beak and tongue working her oh so hot and wet mareslit. She could feel the griffon's tongue as it wiggled ever deeper into her birth canal.

"Oh yeah," moaned Gilda, "You taste even better than Dashie!"

She moaned and moaned as she drew closer to cumming in Gilda's face.

"Oh my," she said through the sweater, "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

And she did cum into the griffon's face. Gilda lapped it up as fast as she could as she panted, "Well... you certain... got more... juice down... here than... the last time... Dashie came... in my face." She used her shoulders to support Fluttershy's mass even as she rubbed her head back and forth in her crotch.

Fluttershy was left hanging a moment before she felt the knots being undone from her wrists. Gilda's arm was holding her up once the ropes slipped, and she was lowered to the ground. Her skirt and sweater were pulled clean over her head and wings as she was naked from her knees up. But she could only lean against Gilda as she came down from her orgasm.

Gilda leaned her back against the tree as she slipped down her own tube top. Now Fluttershy could clearly see her more modest C-cups with their pert pink nipples as her white feathers came down between her breasts. Then she slipped down her biker shorts as her tail wagged.

"I... uh... don't know..." she said softly.

Gilda stuck a coil of silken rope in her hands as she purred, "Come on, sweet flanks. You know you want to ."

"Well... if you're sure... you insist..."

"Oh, I insist," she purred as she stared into the Pegasus' eyes.

...

"Whew," said Granny, "Where did that smell come from?! It smells like foal... Oh my!"

She poked her head through the doorway to see Apple Bloom and Scootaloo trying to change some diapers on two squirming foals. There was white powder everywhere, and some brown stains (on the floors and walls) that Granny absolutely didn't want to know about.

"Oh," said Scoots, "We were coming here to work on cutie marks when we saw Fluttershy and Gilda by the side of the road on the way up here. They had the Cakes' foals with them. Gilda threatened us to take them up to the house for her. I don't know what she was doing with Fluttershy, but they didn't want us or the foals hanging around."

"Oh just move over!" grumbled Granny as she came in, "I'm too old for this kinda cowpies any more!"

It only seemed like seconds before the diapers were changed, the dirty ones were in a bag, and Granny was walking out.

"Now you two get to clean up this mess," she grumbled, "You better get some lessons before somepony saddles one of you two with a foal of yer own. I sure don't want to smell that... smell anymore!"

"Yeah," said Apple Bloom as she looked around, "That isn't gonna happen for a long time."

"Darn straight," agreed Scootaloo.

...

Gilda was now hanging upside down from the same tree that Fluttershy was. It was over the limb and tied about the base of the tree. She was hogtied with her arms and wings behind her back even as she dangled there. In fact, she was hanging from the limb by just one paw on one of her powerful legs. The other leg was tied folded down and behind her thigh so that her pussy was fully exposed and couldn't be defended.

"Wow Flutters," she said, "You seem to have a gift for this kinda thing."

"Well... I wasn't sure if I..."

"Now you know what to do, right?"

"Are you sure?" she asked very quietly.

"Totally!"

She stepped up, and at the level Gilda was hanging, her pussy was right in her face. Taking a long strip of cloth, she bound Gilda's head and beak so that she could still see, but she really couldn't make much of a sound. While her loins were also in Gilda's face, she knew she couldn't really do anything with her beak tied so tightly closed. She wrapped her arms about Gilda's butt before she began to lick and lap at the griffon's lionesque pussy. Gilda panted through her nose-holes as Flutters got her all hot and wet with the action of her tongue and mouth.

"I didn't think I'd like doing this so much," panted Flutters as she paused between her licks. With one hand behind her butt, her other hand drifted down to one of Gilda's breasts and began fondling it hotly. It seemed so firm against her chest the even hanging upside down, it didn't seem to make her breast shift that much.

Minutes passed as juice leaked from Gilda, mixed with her spit, and leaked down her stomach. But one she began to shiver and pant hard through her nose, she knew that the griffon was having a good strong climax.

"I see you're making new friends, huh?" asked a familiar voice overhead.

Fluttershy looked up to see a blue Pegasus-dog perched on the branch over the place Gilda was hanging.

"Dashie?!" she asked as Gilda's juices dribbled down her chin.

Sombrarity Forever

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Celestia and Sombrarity panted as they lay in the Princess' bed. Her head rested in the cleft of the dark unicorn's growing bosom. The giant boobs were wet from all the milk that leaked out from the persistent teasing of her submissive love while her nipples stood up from her breasts like iron-hard nozzles. It seemed that each orgasm didn't swell her tits quite as much as the one that came before.

"Well," panted Celestia, "as much as I love the new dark and mysterious you, I suppose it's time we set you back to the way you once were."

"Be sure of what you're doing, my love," she moaned back, "I don't want you... to strain anything."

She nodded as she looked her Mistress over, her eyes and horn glowing softly. Minutes passed as she stared and looked.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"This curse," she moaned, "It's so complicated. So powerful. It seems to be linked to all of the Nightmares: Celestia, Luna and Rarity."

"How can that be?" she asked evenly, "Those three probably wouldn't cooperate to save their pathetic lives!"

"It must be something intrinsic to their dark natures and the way they were created."

"*What about the other Nightmares that were created with them? What about Nightmare Moon?*"

"Nightmare Chrysalis and that Fluffle Puff?"

"Fluffle Puff, eh?"

"It seems appropriate," she replied calmly, "but they do seem to be involved as part of this dark... group. But since Luna was changed back to Nightmare Moon afterwards, she doesn't seem to be part of this... little troupe."

"So what are you saying?"

"I'm not sure how long it's going to take to turn you back," she replied softly, her cheeks blushing, "Perhaps as long as Nightmare Celestia is trapped and isolated in that black crystal..."

"But I changed my own appearance..."

"While you were wearing the Alicorn Amulet boosted by the power of the Inspiration Manifestation, my love. Two of the epic relics of black magic in the land of Equestria."

"So you're saying..."

"That you no longer have the power to change you own looks? Yes. That you can't remove the curse from your own boobs and body? Yes... I'm so sorry, Mistress." She sniffed as tears leaked from her eyes, and then she closed them.

Sombrarity hugged her tight, boobs mashed together, as she purred into Celestia's ear, "I made my own loft, and now I must sleep in it my love. It's not your fault. Not at all. Besides, weren't you the one who said you loved my dark and mysterious look?" Celestia opened her eyes as she waggled her eyebrows while she said the last part.

She blushed hard as she replied, "Yes. I did say that."

"Then we'll just have to make the most of the time you have with me, won't you?"

"THANK YOU!" cried Celestia as she broke down into uncontrollable weeping.

Sombrarity let her weep as she stroked her back and folded wings softly, and said, "I hope that making you weep so will not become another habit of mine."

...

Meanwhile, back at the farm...

...

Gilda managed to turn her head up enough to see Dashie perched on the branch over her head.

She sighed as she remembered the last time they parted ways over pranks and Dashie's new friends. The things she had said out of her own wounded pride and ego. She was arrogant, looking down on any pony that wasn't 20% cooler. That couldn't fly like she could. Even hanging upside down by one foot, she could still remember that she was the one who acted the worst. She was the one who wasn't a true friend or understanding that Dashie got when she moved to Ponyville.

And she was so sorry for it all. She came seeking Dash's forgiveness, and yet somehow got distracted when she ran into Fluttershy coming down the road. The shy Pegasus' body was hotter and sexier than any she had ever seen before. It was odd enough that she would let her tie her to a tree (although she liked to think it was because griffons were just that intimidating), but that she in turn allowed herself to be hogtied and hung from a tree herself. She was all but helpless before a total stranger that she only really met once in the street (and made her run away by roaring in her face).

"Wow," said Dashie, "You never let me tie you up this completely before. I must admit you look really hot like this."

"Oh... my..." replied Fluttershy softly.

She hopped down from the branch as she looked over Fluttershy.

"And I must say you look totally hot yourself," she whispered into her ear.

That just made Flutters blush all the harder.

"You're not thinking about dumping me for her, are you?" asked Dashie slyly as she leaned down to look into Gilda's eyes.

Gilda shook her head 'no' furiously.

"Maybe you should make it so Gilda can talk?" suggested Flutters.

So Dash began to unwrap her head and beak while she looked upside down at the nearly naked Pegasus-dog.

"I gotta admit you've changed," panted Gilda, "and for the better in a whole lotta ways."

"So what dragged you out here?"

"I... ah... well, you see..."

"You came by to apologize?"

"How did you know?!"

"Because saying you're sorry is the hardest thing I've ever seen you do, silly," she replied.

"That's right," she sighed upside down, "I've never been good at admitting I've been wrong... about anything. After thinking long and hard about what happened... I realize how prejudiced I was against... those who can't fly... against those not 20% cooler... like you. So I came here to do something I've never done before... beg for your forgiveness."

She stood up and lapped at Gilda's pussy before she answered, "Well... this will take some time to think about this myself. I guess I'll just have to get back to you after I think long and hard about this myself." Gilda shivered as Dash panted, her hot breath and lolling tongue just teasing Gilda all the more.

"Fairnough," mused Gilda as she took her own lick at Dash's pussy.

"Well," said Flutters softly as she dressed, "I guess I better get on to the farm to make sure the Cakes' foals are doing well. It was... nice to see you again... under better circumstances... Miss Gilda."

"Oh, I'm sure we'll meet again sometime, sweet flanks," she replied.

"Does my little Gilda have the hots for another mare?" asked Dashie.

"Well it's good I'm making new friends, right?"

"You know," she mused, "I was wondering where all this ropes and bondage toys came from?"

"Oh, those two little brats... left us this stuff when they came by."

"Two?.."

"That would be the Cutie Mark Crusaders: Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo," offered Fluttershy.

"What would they want with this?"

"Maybe they're out to get a cutie mark in bondage?" mused Gilda with a grin.

"Oh," she replied, "I'm sure we can help those three out with that, now can't we?"

"I'm sure we can at that."

Fluttershy was covering her ears as she ran away.

"Hey! You're pretty good with ropes too!" called Gilda after her, "You wanna help them out with those cutie marks, right?!"

There was no response.

...

Sombrarity stared at herself in the triple mirrors of the Royal Suite as Celestia hovered over her shoulder. She teased the edges of her blood red cloak trimmed with white fur to watch it flutter. While her top and briefs looked like fine silver platemail, she knew they were actually firm leather enchanted to look like shiny steel. Her knee-high boots and bracers were the same way. She could just see the edges of her bright red tube top above and below her massive cleavage. Her bright red panties were completely covered by her shiny fake metal panties. A new black gold crown with a small heart-shaped ruby rested just under her horn and around her head.

Since it had to be specially enchanted to increase each time her boobs grew, it wasn't easy. It all had to automatically expand, and not in an uncomfortable way either.

"So how does it feel," purred Celestia in her ear, "to embark on your first day as... *the Queen of Ponyville?!***"

"We both know it doesn't mean anything, right?"

"Oh, I'm sure the citizens of Ponyville will surely treat their new Queen with all due respect, my love."

"Oh yes," she chuckled, "I plan to abuse the Key to the City without limit."

"Of course."

There was a knock at the door, and a stallion said, "Delivery for Queen Sombrarity!"

"I didn't make that announcement yet," she replied.

She walked cautiously over to the door as Celestia hovered behind her. Opening the door, she saw an Earth pony stallion in a brown suit holding an easel and something fairly square wrapped in brown paper. His brown beret showed he had no horn. Without a word, he came in, set up the easel, placed the package on it, and then turned to leave.

"Don't you want a tip?" asked the Princess.

"We're salaried," he replied, "Not supposed to take tips." He tipped his hat to the mares as he said, "Thank you for letting Brown serve you today." Then he walked away.

"That's a stupid name," she muttered as she went around to look at the package. She then began to use her claw-like nails to tear it open. Celestia didn't see the front, so she was confused when her Mistress burst into laughter. "Come see this my love," she purred, "This is precious."

She stepped around to see something that made her pause. It was an oil painting of Sombrarity. She was naked and hogtied in a kneeling position. With her legs crossed at the ankles, her pussy was on full display. Her hands were tied behind her head, and with her arms raised so, her massive tits were raised even higher. Were Sombrarity's boobs slightly larger than they already were?! In spite of the way her muzzle was tied, she was smiling as she looked back over her shoulder at...

Princess Celestia?! Yes, she was standing just behind her and equally naked. With one hand on her shoulder, she was slightly leaning over the other shoulder while holding a smooth cat-o-nine-tails in the other. Her smile looked like she was the one in control of the whole situation. With a blush in her cheeks and a raging wingboner, she surely looked like she was truly into the moment.

Because everything around them was dark, only the blood red rug underneath them was any indication of where they might be. But it wasn't the same rug that she remembered being in Rarity's Dungeon.

"Mistress?!" she asked.

But Sombrarity just laughed and laughed.

(33) And then it was Nightmare Night

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

And thus did the ponies of Ponyville gather at the setting of the slightly greenish sun for an important announcement by Neighla the Good Witch (aka Mayor Mare). With her pointy hat and flowing midnight blue robes, she seemed to float out onto the stage as she held her wand/microphone before her.

"Before we begin the annual collection of candy, play the Nightmare Night games, and end with the annual sacrifice of candy and treats so the colts and fillies won't get devoured this year, I need to announce somepony... special," she said in a spooky voice. Okay, it was really just spooky to her.

"You're retiring?" asked a stallion dressed as a chainsaw wielding fiend in mask.

"You're making insider trading illegal?" asked a mare dressed like a really young and hot witch.

"We get Nightmare Night every month?!" asked an excited colt.

"No NO NOOO!!" scolded the Mayor, "It's time that we met our new ruler personally appointed by Princess Celestia. I'm proud to present the Queen of Ponyville: SOMBRARITY!!"

She swept out on the stage to the podium with its mic stands as the ponies gasp and stared.

"Greetings, my new Ponyville subjects. I shall rule over you with an iron fist in a silk glove. I shall rule you justly and fairly..."

"LOOK AT THAT AWESOME BOOBAGE!!" called Snails dressed as pirate's parrot.

She cleared her throat loudly before she started again, "Greetings, my new subjects. I shall rule over you justly and fairly..."

"Look at those sweet sweet flanks!!" shouted Tails dressed as a nerd with glasses in a red and white striped shirt.

"Would you please not interrupt Queen Sombrarity while she's speaking?" asked the Mayor.

After clearing her throat again, she said, "Thank you, Mayor. Now as I was saying..."

"I say it's padded!" accused a mare dressed like a pretty proper pastel pink ballerina.

"FAKE!!" said another mare dressed like a slice of strawberry cheesecake... mmm, cheeeeeesecaaaaaake...

"No, I've seen the boobage before!" said Snails, "They're the real deal!"

"Oh yeah," she replied, "Like you've ever touched real boobs before that weren't attached to YOUR MOTHER!"

Sombrarity facepalmed herself as she leaned her elbow on the podium.

"Nuh-uh," he said, "I've even felt them!"

"Then prove it, twerp!"

She might have seen what was happening if her hand wasn't still over her eyes, but somepony grabbed her other arm by the elbow and dragged her away from the podium. Before she knew it, her 'chestplate' was torn away along with the red tube top that was underneath. When she looked at Snails, the crowd was already gasping in udder amazement... *cough* utter amazement. She almost jumped out of her hide when her grabbed her boob (mainly her huge nipple) and just squeezed it hard before their open-mouthed stares.

"See?!" he answered, "There ain't no way that's padding!"

"Wow," she said, "even a dork like you can feel up watermelons like those?!"

It seemed like every stallion in Ponyville was lining up to feel up her breasts. Her cheeks turned redder and redder with each time they were felt up, but at least the second stallion in line (and every stallion afterwards) tossed some bits at her feet before they took their turn. Then she realized that mares were getting into line to take their turn as well. After the first hour, her nipples were rock hard and her cheeks so hot, she felt like she might... faint.

The Mayor could only stare slack jawed over her glasses as the procession, and the bits, kept coming. Soon the pile of bits were higher than the new Queen's boots. Spike began sweeping the bits into a bucket just to get them out of the way. Even he was blushing from the open displays of molesting and fondling.

"This is karma, I bet," she sighed heavily, "I hate karma."

Then lightning flashed across the clouds as a dark and scary voice said with the Royal Voice, "**EXCUSE US!! This is supposed to be *OUR NIGHT!! It is supposed to be **NIGHTMARE NIGHT!! Stop fondling the Queen of Ponyville and PAY SOME TRIBUTE TO US!!*"

She turned to see Nightmare Moon step up onto the stage followed by Nightmare Luna, Nightmare Rarity, Nightmare Chysallis and the Fluffle Puff. It was then that she realized just how stylish the control collars on the Nightmares Moon, Luna and Rarity were after she made a few adjustments to them. All but the Fluffle Puff was dressed in midnight blue gown she had thrown together a few hours earlier, but didn't remember the giant bows in the middle of their collars or just above their flanks. The crowd collectively gasp as she glared out at all of them.

"We have much anger to deal with, so bribe us well lest we turn our fury against you!! Give us our sweet due lest some of these colts and fillies ARE *NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN!!***"

"Check out Nightmare Moon," said Mr. Cake, "Since when was there more than one?"

Mrs. Cake glared at him.

She turned about to look at them as if she had completely forgotten about them.

"These are our Nightmare Sisters come all the way down from the Moon to add to the terror!"

"What's scary about the pink fluffy thing?!" asked Random Background Pegasus Stallion #9.

"She will!... That is!... With her dark powers!.."

The Fluffle Puff opened her mouth impossibly wide and roared like a certain 30-story tall fire breathing atomic relative of the Spinosaurus that everyone knows. The crowd shrank back in fear... before she face planted on the stage.

"Well, there is that..." she sighed as she facepalmed herself.

"Who are the other hot Nightmare babes?!" asked Random Background Unicorn Stallion #13.

"Oh, well this is..."

Nightmare Luna spun past Moon as she said, "Who are we? *WHO ARE WE?!" After pausing for dramatic effect, she said, "WE ARE NIGHTMARE MARS!! AND IN THE NAME OF MARS, **WE SHALL PUNISH YOU!!*" She finished her pose by dramatically pointing a finger at the one who asked the question.

"I'm going to be sick," murmured Sombrarity even as the crowd wildly cheered.

Then Nightmare Rarity skipped to the front of the stage as she said, "I AM NIGHTMARE VENUS!! AND IN THE NAME OF VENUS, *I SHALL PUNISH YOU!!***" She finished her pose by dramatically pointing a finger at the one who asked the question.

Sombrarity felt her lunch trying to come back up as the crowd cheered more. Then Chryssie stepped up to the stage, pointed and sighed heavily.

"What the hay was that?!" asked Random Background Pegasus Mare #3.

"Well duh!!" said Snails, "She's OBVIOUSLY supposed to be NIGHTMARE SATURN, the NIGHTMARE OF DESTRUCTION!!" He paused before he continued, "Nightmare Saturn is the quiet one who kicks flank, takes names, and has everypony scared of her. Let's keep up with the times here, ponies."

"OH..." she replied, "I see it now."

"And they're all awesome hotties!!" said a stallion from way in the back.

Spike gave Sombrarity a giant glass of fizzy stomach medicine that she chugged down in two seconds flat. Then she belched really loudly.

"Feeling better?" he asked.

"Only if this nonsense stops," she moaned.

But the stallions in the crowd took it as a sign that the belching contest had begun, so they all tried to outdo each other with their loud belches, their musical belches, and their alphabetical belches.

"I am cursed," she sighed, "Cursed I tell you." Her horn glowed as her new fainting couch slid out onto the stage, and then she fell onto it. Everypony paused to look as she replied, "What? Can't you see I'm traumatized? Is it too much?"

"YES!!" they all answered as one.

Nightmare Moon leaned over the back of the couch and whispered into her ear, "We are so sorry for the troubles we have all caused you, Mistress."

Sombrarity allowed herself to chuckle before she pulled her down with a hand behind her head into a kiss on the lips.

Three mares observed the proceedings from a nearby rooftop. They were shielded by the night and the roof from the lights and festivities below. Looking at each other, the one with the horn sighed before they all vanished in a flash of light.

The Best Laid Plans of Bastards and Bitches

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

It would still be a few days before the new and expanded library would be ready to be occupied, so the Queen of Ponyville had to stay in a hotel along with a number of the other future residents until they could move in. After all, most of the original furniture was burned up along with the tree. There was a small army of ponies outfitting the place at all hours of day and night. It was enough noise to wake the dead.

So Spike opened a new account for her at the bank do deposit all the bits she got for getting felt up, and with a little backdoor command from Celestia, all her money from Rarity's old account was moved into it as well.

Perhaps she would return to tailoring one day, and perhaps not. She wondered if it would be for the best if ponies believed Rarity had moved to a big city like Manehatten and decided to become a big time fashion designer? With the Elements of Harmony gone back home, she wasn't needed for that role any more.

But before she began her reign, she had to fix her costume armor so that it wasn't quite so easy to tear off by a horny teenage unicorn stallion. That meant it would take even her longer to take it on and off, but that was a small price to pay. It was also made a bit harder and more armor-like, as she did have enemies still running about... Like Prince Blueblood.

While his little noble rebellion was crushed and all but two of his co-conspirators arrested, he was still at large. She figured he still might try to take out Celestia, and that meant taking out her first. It was only a matter of being more clever than him.

Her first day tour of Ponyville was a smashing success. Perhaps by feeling her up so, the citizens of Ponyville had bonded with her at some deep subconscious level. Everypony bowed and scraped before her, and treated her like... a Queen. She didn't have to pay for anything, nor did anypony that was seen as being part of her entourage. Even the way Spike and Bakabaka acted as her Royal Butler and Maid were just adorable.

She wished Twilight could have been there with them to see all the strangeness going on around her, but she was planning a huge wedding along with Applejack and the rest of the Clan, after all. It was quite enough for her that Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash were there to be with her. She even seemed to impress Gilda of all beings. It was nice that the griffon had come back to make amends with Dashie as well as Ponyville, and it seemed she was planning to hang around for... some time.

But when the day was over, she retired to the Hotel to find a strange package and note were waiting for her. It was given to her personally by the Manager, a rather dour and serious looking elderly unicorn stallion with a large monocle.

"This package came for you while you were... touring," he sniffed, "It was delivered by some half naked bitch, so I'd be cautious about opening it, my Queen. I'm not sure if I can really trust any of them yet."

"Thank you for your concern," she replied as she opened the note, "but I hope that you'll keep an open mind and give them a chance."

I have crafted these potions to remove the influences I've used your Princess Luna to place on the various ponies in Canterlot. Perhaps there is a way for us to get along without such blunt measures over here. As a sign of good faith, I gift you with these with no threads attached. Use them in good health. The Shaman.

She opened the package to discover almost two dozen small clay vials sealed with corks. 'Could Luna have really influenced that many?' she wondered. She also had to wonder why the package was sent to her instead of Celestia. Well, she certainly planned to make good use of them.

Then the Hotel Restaurant treated her and her guests to an elegant four-course meal that certainly filled her up royally. In spite of several offers of company, she turned them all down to be by herself. She retired to her room, used her horn to light up the room rather than turn on the lights, slipped the box into a drawer, and the retired to the bath. It was one of those modern tubs hooked up to a central water heater so that hot water was available instantly. She took advantage of all the lovely soaps, oils and fragrances supplied at some expense to her by the hotel. After that, she towelled off with the huge fluffy towels and strode into the bedroom naked as a jaybird and looked over the bed more suited for four ponies than one.

After pausing to sniff around, she finally said, "So are you and your friends planning to hide under that bed all night, my dear Prince Blueblood?"

Three unicorn stallions did come out from under the bed.

"If you knew we were here," he replied, "you should have run away. But now we're going to take you..." But the Prince seemed to be fumbling around his pockets for something.

Sombrarity held up a vial in her hand and said, "Looking for this?"

"Yes I was," he replied as he jumped her.

She fell to the floor under him as he grabbed her wrists. Even as one of the other nobles pried the vial from her fingers, she didn't seem to be phased.

"No pony will stop me from ravishing you this time," he hissed in her ear.

"So you think you can handle the likes me?!" she hissed back.

"INDEED BITCH!!"

The other unicorn popped the cork and fed the potion to the Prince. He blinked rapidly as if he was seeing bright lights, and then he just stared at her blankly.

"Uh..." he moaned, "Where am I? What am I doing?" He looked down at the naked mare under him, and asked, "And who might you be?"

"Are you that drunk already?" she asked with a grin, "I'm the Queen of Ponyville and you were about to have your way with me. You and your little friends."

"My Lord," said one, "What has she... *HURK!*" He was surprised that similar vials were being magically forced into the mouths of him and his associate which they didn't see floating about in the low light of the room.

"What is going on?!" he asked.

"Oh, you were being used as the puppet of... somepony powerful..." she replied, "Somepony who wanted to rule Equestria from the shadows, shall we say? I've talked them out of that silly plan, so it just remains to fix his... undo influence. I knew you were hiding under the bed, so I took your little vial before I even got into the bath and then switched it for one of the antidotes. It was just too easy to let you steal the vial back thinking it would turn you into the fiend so you could rape me and most likely kill me... or at least impregnated me with some fiendish foal."

Prince Blueblood looked horrified as he listened.

"So do you still think I'm hot?"

He nodded.

"Are you planning to ravage me on the floor, or are we going to use the bed over there?"

He blinked.

"You're a Prince and I'm a Queen. We're all nobles here. What's the problem?"

He looked at the other two stallions, noticed the tent he pitched in his pants, and then smiled. "Since you asked so nicely, how can a gentlestallion say no?" he said smoothly as he leaned down to nibble at her throat. He then sat up and began to strip off his shirt and vest.

"My you are quite the stud," she purred as she looked over his hard body and washboard abs, "It's not all drugs and potions, is it?"

"While there's a number of things that are fuzzy in my mind," he replied as he stood, "I'm pretty sure this is all me." She stared as he dropped his pants to gaze upon his rigid stallionhood. It was impressive. He leaned down and offered her a hand up.

She looked about as the other two stallions disrobed as well.

"All I ask is that if a foal should come of this, you'll treat them like your own?"

"I believe I can speak for all three of us when I say, 'Of course, marelady.' I'd be even willing to marry you just to make sure it's all official."

She smiled as she sat on the end of the bed and laid back. Stretching out her arms, the other stallions climbed onto the sides. While the Prince lifted her legs over his shoulders and prepared to mount her, she would be using her hands to... entertain the other two. They in turn reached out to fondle her breasts and tease her nipples as the Prince slipped his cock into her rapidly swelling and quickly dampening netherlips. She panted with each thrust into her, and each thrust was just a bit harder and faster than the one before.

Minutes passed until he was pumping his seed into her vagina, and his friends were blowing their seed over her forearms.

"Well," he said with a grin, "It's time to roll over and take some more, you bitch!!"

She smiled and rolled over. They all changed positions. Now the Prince was sitting at the head of the bed with his still rigid cock in her face. Random unicorn noble stallion #1 crawled underneath her in the same direction on his back while Random unicorn noble stallion #2 took his place behind her. He held her tail up and out of the way so that he could take her ass, the one under her could take her pussy now, and the Prince got the blowjob fit for a King.

"By Celestia's horn, you're good at this," he panted as she sucked.

She backed off just in time for him to blow his second load all over her face.

"I don't know why," she moaned, "but it just seems this body of mine just knows what to do. Perhaps it's all the black magic I've been exposed to lately... the magic I've been using as well as the magic used against me."

"Works for me," he replied as he ran his fingers through the jiz in her mane.

"She's so tight," moaned the stallion under her, "Like she's never been screwed before even though I just saw you do her."

"Her ass," agreed the one behind, "It's like magic too."

She shuddered as she climaxed almost in sync with the two stallions blowing their wads into her.

And the three of them would continue having sex in various positions well into the night and up until dawn, when they would all fall asleep together. When the other nobles were cured of the Shaman's influence, the rebellion was over and the reigns of the Alicorns would continue and the Queen of Ponyville's reign would begin.

...

THE END?!

Well... not quite...

EPILOGUES (Part 1)

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Twilight Sparkle finally returned home to the new Ponyville. While her "official wedding" to Big Macintosh and Jifar was planned at last, she knew they were going to wait a few months for all the invitations to be delivered to the Apples and other invitees scattered across the land of Equestria, She was fairly stunned at all of the changes that happened while she was gone. With all of the bright crystal reinforcements, it looked like a suburb of the Crystal Empire now.

First she came by the Ponyville School. It was larger than ever. There was now separate buildings for kindergarten, junior high and high school plus yet another building for all sports related things (the gym, swimming pool and tennis courts) and its own library building. She wondered if they would have to bring in more teachers from places like Canterlot and Manehatten.

Looking towards town, she could see the upper limbs of the Golden Oak Library even from that distance. She figured it was going to be a sight to see.

She walked by the crystal tower that marked the location of where the Carousel Boutique used to be. There was a red crystal heart at the top, and she could see faint green runes if she squinted at the crystal close up. But the thing that bothered her most was she could swear that someplace above the top of the building, there was some winged figure reaching towards the sky above. She could also sense that the crystal went deep into the ground beneath to the bedrock itself.

Travelling on, she came to the Sugarcube Corner. She noticed a new sign in the window that read:

NOW FEATURING PINKIE PIE'S ROCK CANDY

AND CRYSTAL CUPCAKES!!

If she wasn't in a hurry to get "home", she might have stopped by to try some. Mrs. Cake waved to her from inside the shop as she passed the display window, so she smiled and waved back.

She went to the bridge that crossed the stream through town, and noticed a new stallion there just north. He was a skinny unicorn stallion with a little stand, but the interesting part was the half a dozen or so swan paddle boats that were tethered to the shore nearby. Each one was large enough to take two (or three) adult sized ponies for a leisurely ride along the stream. She waved at him when he smiled and waved at her.

Then she went through the Town Square as she noticed the Town Hall was about 50% larger (and 20% cooler). It looked like at least a couple hundred ponies could now come in and be reasonably comfortable during a town meeting, but still larger groups would still have to gather around the stage set on the side of the building.

At last, the last building was cleared so that she got a few view of the Library. It was massive. It was huge. She had no idea what all the new rooms and balconies could possibly be used for. But looking it over, she deduced it was divided into three sections: The main trunk, an eastern branch, and a western branch. The main trunk was the most logical place to house the main levels of the Library proper, and the eastern branch seemed to be set up as private apartments by the number of balconies and ledges she saw. She would just have to ask about the western branch.

As she came to the front door, she seemed a bit surprised that it flew open to have Spike and Bakabaka rushing out to meet her. He was dressed as an impeccable butler, and she as a stunningly beautiful maid. While they were both wearing fine black silk in the clothes, hers was much more lacey while his was definitely along the lines of a tuxedo, pants and open toed black leather shoes.

"TWILLIE!" called Spike as he embraced her tightly. She realized that she had never felt his scales so hard or his muscles so strong. He was also mashing her breasts in his enthusiasm, and making it just a little hard for her to breath.

"Oh Princess Goddess of Magic Twilight that I adore," said Bakabaka said to the two of them, "Spike loosen your grip that she may breath more."

Spike blinked before he let her go. It seemed he wasn't still quite used to having the strength of an Ancient Wyrm.

So he took her hand and said, "Come on! I gotta show you around the place!" He turned to the maid and said, "Please watch the door until I return, kay?"

"For Master Spike's every request and demand," she replied, "I shall always do as he should command."

He took her past the first set of double doors as she looked ahead to the second, and then looked at the walls as she passed by. There was a oil painting of herself in her regal best coronation gown, but couldn't remember ever posing for. Next to that was an oil painting of Sombrarity, Queen of Ponyville of similar elegance. Across the way was similar paintings, once of Princess Celestia and another of Princess Luna. She realized that somehow, all of the Princesses seemed to be staring out of their own paintings towards the painting of the Queen as if it were all somehow planned that way.

Before she could say anything, Spike had already swept her past the second set of doors and onto the main floor of the Library, and the size of that floor alone seemed to rival that of the main library in Canterlot itself. Even a rough estimate on her part told her that the place had the capacity to hold twenty times as many books and scrolls as the old Library, even though most of the shelves were empty. There was even half a dozen ladders placed around so that one could climb from one level to the next.

She wondered how safe the arrangement was when she saw Derpy fall of a ladder, and before she could even blink, her body glowed softly as she floated down a dozen feet or so to the floor below. "I just don't know what went wrong," she sighed as she sat on the floor at the bottom.

"Just think how amazing this place will look when we stock up the shelves with books and scrolls from all over Equestria!" he gushed, "Even Princess Celestia has promised that she will do her best to help with our collection!" Taking her by the hand to the passage downwards, he said, "There's four basement levels below here, and they're huge. They may well undercut every building around us, but they're still deeper than anypony's basement. We should be able to store the entire contents of the Library down here and still have room left over. There's a vault for the most precious... and dangerous things. We got rooms for doing restoration and preservation projects. IT'S AWESOME!"

She glanced at the heavy door to the western wing, and there was a sign on it that read:

PRIVATE: DO NOT ENTER!

BY DECREE OF QUEEN SOMBRARITY

He leaned closer to her as he said, "That's Queen Sombrarity's private wing. The place where she has her new gallery and conducts her *cough* private business... if you know what I'm sayin over here *wink*"

She nodded awkwardly.

"It's also where her bedchambers, her private kitchen, her pantry, bathrooms, closets and all that other mare junk is kept." He leaned closer and added, "I'd swear she has enough shoes now for a hundred mares."

"I heard that, Spikey-wikey!" said a voice from beyond the door. The door burst open as she found herself in a tight embrace from her friend. Her face was buried in the cleft of her bosom that even seemed to exceed Celestia and Jifar by a few degrees. With her tight embrace, she found both her arms and wings pinned tightly.

"Mmmpphh!" Twilight protested, "MMMPPPHHH!!" She wondered if she was cursed to be dragged face first into every massive set of boobs in Equestria.

"Sorry dahling," she purred as she relaxed her grip, "I was just so... overjoyed to see you again!"

"With magical sight do I see," she replied, "that you are the same Miss Rarity?" In spite of the curved horn and the King Sombra eyes, she somehow sensed it was the same Miss Rarity that was underneath it all.

"Oh, it's a rather long and involved story involving black magic and my own arrogance," she replied, "I'll have to tell you about it sometime." Glancing down on her tits, she said, "Even these are a curse from Nightmare Rarity, and I have yet to figure out how to have it removed yet. Suffice it to say they get larger each time I climax, and that makes it... awkward."

"I shall see what I can do," she replied, "about removing that curse for you."

Sombrarity smiled and nodded. Leaning down to sniff her neck, she added, "You definitely need to take a bath with me later, dahling. You smell positively... like laborer... Not that there's anything... seriously... wrong with that." Twilight found herself blushing when she leaned in to nibble at her neck softly, "and we definitely could use a little more time together for... a bonding experience, should we say?" Her wings twitched as they threatened to snap out into a wingboner in spite of the hug from Sombrarity.

"Come on," said Spike excitedly, "We gotta see the east branch!" He grabbed her hand and dragged her out of his Mistress' grip. "You have your new bedroom, a new study, a new lab and everything!"

"I'll be expecting you for a bath at 5," she said, "and then we'll have dinner around 7." She leaned in to kiss Twilight on the lips before she said, "Don't be late." Her eyes flashed green. "Seriously my dear, don't be late." The flash and the tone made Twilight swallow hard.

Then Sombrarity turned and vanished back through the door as her red cloak flowed behind her. It closed by magic with a little more force than perhaps was intended, which made ponies jump in the library around them.

...

Meanwhile, down in the dungeon...

...

"Aw come on," moaned Gilda, "My grandma got out of ropes faster than you! I should know! We tied her up often enough!"

Dashie and Fluttershy blinked. They looked at Gilda's expression and her new black rubber suit that covered her from her neck to her paws without covering her breasts or her loins. It was accented by the black leather mask over her eyes. Yet her arms, wings, and tail were all uncovered. Her new look had given the Pegasus and the Pegasus-dog wingboners for some time. But she was more focused on the gymnastic hurdles and their guests that were tied over them naked.

She stalked over to Sweetie Belle, and stroked her chin as she said, "I mean, if I was seriously keeping you as my sex prisoners, you would NEVER escape." Like the others, she was tied with her arms on one side, her legs on the other, and her muzzle tied rather tightly shut. There was just enough padding under her stomach to keep her from getting a cramp or tossing her cookies, but still it left her developing bosom hanging beneath her.

"Well," said Fluttershy as she self-consciously hugged and covered her motherly breasts with her arms, "We didn't exactly give them much in the way of instructions before..." She was rather bare herself, and was standing with her legs together so that they couldn't really see clearly though them.

"We're testing them to see what potential they have!" she replied.

"They did ask us to help with their cutie marks," said Dash as she rubbed the mane of Apple Bloom, who had her cutie mark already for helping others get their cutie marks. Dash on the other hand seemed much more at ease with her nudity and her new half-canine body. Many thought her exotic four pairs of breasts were a bit of a turn on for them, even if they didn't tell her so in so many words.

Gilda walked over to Scootaloo as she said, "Now just look at how hard she's trying." She rubbed her wings and her back even as she furiously pulled with her arms and legs. Leaning close to her ear, she added, "Of course, I think we all know just who she's trying to impress here, don't we?" That made Scootaloo blush as she looked over at Dash. "But ya gotta struggle smarter instead of harder. You're gonna have bad rope burns and pulled muscles all over the place that's gonna have to be magically healed up later. Am I right over here?"

Dash and Flutters nodded.

"Now before we take a break," purred Gilda, "I think somepony's ready for a little reward."

She dragged Dash behind Scoots and all but shoved her nose under the struggling mare's tail. Dash sniffed her mareslit before she started giving it long licks with her broad tongue. Each lick made Scoots squirm.

"I don't see any new cutie marks coming from this," sighed Fluttershy softly.

"Ya never know til ya try," said Gilda with a grin, "But in the meantime, why don't ya untie Sweetie Belle and giver her muscles a rubdown? Use plenty of that mineral oil. I'm sure she needs it. I'll take care of little Apple Bloom over here myself." Apple Bloom gave her such a stare that for a second, she might have thought she was Fluttershy.

EPILOGUES (Part 2)

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Snails was nervous. Very nervous. He was about to be introduced to Diamond Tiara's father as her steady stallionfriend and possible future husband, after all. But with a tailored suit from Queen Sombrarity herself and a quick makeover, he did look like a million bits. Her reassuring smile also seemed to make it all worthwhile as well.

Was Snips doing better with Silver Spoon's father? He would have to find out later. But it was decided that they should be introduced to their parents separately to make them look more... legit. He glanced over to the bushes at the corner of the house to make sure that Tails had his tail, and he was still there.

The door slowly opened as he heard somestallion speaking, "Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"Yes dearest Father," she replied evenly, "My etiquette training under Queen Sombrarity is going most delightfully."

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"This young stallion?" she asked as she glanced at him, "He his my steady stallionfriend. I met him during out training. He is... surely the best stallion for me in Ponyville." She then sighed as she stared into his eyes.

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"He's Snails."

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah."

"Oh, he's being taken on as a apprentice to Queen Sombrarity. He's being trained in the fine art of being a true gentlestallion. I'm sure that he'll fit in with all of your high society shindigs. Please give our union your blessing, dearest father." She reached over and took his hand into hers.

"I promise I'll always respect my sweet Diamond Tiara," he agreed, "her parents, and any foals we should have together down the line. With Queen Sombrarity's help, I'm sure I'll be able to keep her in the manner of living that she deserves."

There was a brief pause before he replied, "Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah."

"Oh thank you, dearest father," she said, "I'm sure he'll be the son you never had as much as the husband I've always needed."

"Blah bla blah bla blah ba blah?"

"As much as I'd like to, I'm still getting lessons about etiquette in a situation like that. Would it be alright to set that off until next week, kind sir?"

He nodded.

"Oh thank you so much," he replied, "I surely want to appear my best for someone as important as you and your household."

She smiled as she added, "And I'm also not quite done with her etiquette training, so I should be living at her new residence for another week or so. The servants there are most delightful while they address my every need."

So daddy hugged her tight, released her, and then closed the door. The two smiled at each other as they started their walk back to the new branch of the Golden Oak Library.

...

Twilight disrobed before stepping into Sombrarity's bathing room. It was a glorious affair with golden fixtures and a heavy zinc-lined marble tub suitable for four adults. Faucets in each corner looked like gold versions of her, Celestia, Luna and Cadance. She could see Celestia 'spitting' water into the tub even as she looked. The detail was immaculate in their nude glory even down to the smallest details of their nipples and mareslits.

What took her aback was the fact that Prince Blueblood was in the tub with the Queen, and judging by the way she was bouncing up and down on top of his submerged loins, surely riding his stallionhood for all she was worth.

"Perhaps I have come at a bad time indeed," she said, "I shall return..."

"Nonsense dahling!" she panted, "We're almost finished..." She paused to let out a long moan even as they both seemed to tense up. It was clear that she was cumming even as he was blowing his wad into her. She even stopped so that she remained pressed against his loins.

"Good evening, Princess," he said with a smile, "I promised Queen Rarity that I'd only make love with her, but she insisted we bath together as some sort of bonding experience. By the way, how are things with you, Big Macintosh and the giraffe lady?"

"Her sweet name is Jifar," she said, "A wonderful mare by far."

"Well I suppose they all must be if you're effectively in a polygamous wedding arrangement with them."

She stood just high enough that Twilight could see his rigid stallionhood pop out from Sombrarity's mareslit before she settled back down into the soapy oil-scented bath water. Then she gestured for Twilight to join them in the tub. Awkwardly walking over, she slipped into the tub besides the one she once knew as Rarity.

"I must admit that your new... body... has a certain exotic beauty to it," he sighed as her breasts just seemed to float on the water besides Sombrarity's. "But with all due respect, the Queen here is surely the fairest one of all."

"While you surely are of studly fare," she replied, "I shall not get between you and this mare."

"Well I should warn you my dear," whispered Sombrarity into her ear, "As Queen, I always get what I want. What I want is... you. I'm sure the Prince won't mind if we should have a little fun together in the bath. It will give him something to think about over dinner... and I'm sure for you as well. But since we're no longer bound by the Elements of Harmony, I want to make sure that we remain bound marefriends... in other ways." She then began to pull Twilight's head closer as she gave a good long wet lick to the Princess' horn.

She shivered and swallowed hard as her long red tongue played over her horn.

"I would surely never deny my Queen anything," he said as he looked at the two of them playing before him, "Even if you had a harem of a hundred mares and I couldn't lay a finger on a single one, I'd still be deliriously happy as long as we're together."

"Hundreds?" she replied as she paused in her licks, "No. A dozen or so? We shall see about that, dear Prince."

Twilight found herself panting with each lick. Somehow, Sombrarity just seemed to know how to drive her crazy. Then she took about the upper half of her horn into her mouth and began erotically sucking it like a popsicle. She saw his arm moving in the water as if he was pleasuring himself even as he looked on, and then she slowly closed her eyes so she could focus on the incredible feeling radiating from her horn throughout her body. She felt relieved that while she was getting turned on by her old friend, that she felt no particular need to include the Prince in the proceedings.

...

Dan paced the floor back and forth between Spike and Bakabaka. He was venting, after all.

"AH!" he moaned, "Of all the things that could have happened to me, why should my place be one of the few places in ALL of Ponyville that wasn't restored with the others?! It's part of the plot against me, I tell you!!"

"Oh come on," replied Spike, "The Queen has already agreed to allow you to stay here with us as long as you need to. I bet being fed by royal chefs and pampered by us will surely make up for anything you're going to miss back at your place. With Snips, Snails and Tails coming by, you'll hardly miss your old place at all."

"And that's just what they WANT me to think!!" he replied angrily.

Bakabaka stepped up and hugged him. "While as long as you wish to be here and stay," she said softly, "I shall make sure that all turns out okay."

"I suppose," he sighed, "After all, I suppose you would have tried something against me if you were part of... the Plot to Rule Equestria from the Shadows."

The Fluffle Puff danced across the floor to faceplant in front of him as Chryssie watched and sighed from the doorway.

"I don't have to share a room with these two, do I?"

"Unless you wish to make it so," she replied, "Your room is yours as far as I know."

"Oh yeah," said Spike, "There's enough room for every guest of the Queen to have their own pad." He leaned closer and added, "And besides, you aren't the only one who didn't get your place restored..."

As if on cue, the mailmare known as Derpy Hooves crashed through the glass window and plowed face first into the fluff of the Fluffle Puff.

"There's her for one. And then there's the ones here to be monitored, observed and trained to be respectable in society."

Nightmare Moon came into the room past Chryssie as Nightmare Luna and Nightmare Rarity followed along at her hooves.

"How's it shaking, Princess Luna?"

"We hope that one day, we'll be worthy to be addressed as such once more," she sighed, "But until then, Equestria must believe that we are at a retreat far away from here. They must believe that our sweet big sister is once again managing the sun and the moon on her own. We must mask our presence from dreams even as we manage them."

"Oh sweet sister," replied Nightmare Luna, "We must stop our simpering and crush the foals that..."

"OH SHUT IT!!" growled Spike, and she did. It was nice that he could control her though the collar about her throat. He then walked over to hug the once and future Luna as he added, "I'm sure that you'll be completely... set right... before you even know it. You'll be back to your regal self and over Nightmare Moon... forever, this time. Twilight and I promise."

"Thank you, Master Spike," she replied, "Your words give us confidence... and joy."

Then she glanced at the pile of pink fluff and feathers even as Chryssie jumped on as well.

"It's lucky this place was made so that it repairs itself," he said as he watched the window almost organically growing back into a state of wholeness before his very eyes. "Although I think someponies are going to test that by accident or... on purpose."

"You can't prove nothing!" snapped Dan.

He simply blinked as Spike and Bakabaka bust out laughing out loud.

...

Meanwhile, back at the farm...

...

Big Mac moaned as he gripped Jifar's motherly hips and drove his throbbing cock into her hot and wet mareslit over and over. "YEE-HAW!!" he called with delight. She laid on her back this time so he could see her teasing her own nipples as he banged her from the end of their bed. But he stopped his thrusts into her as he suddenly began to sniffle, and then sneezed with a mighty "AHHH-CHOOO!!" He paused to scratch his nose as he said, "Ah hope I ain't coming down with something, sugar-cube."

"While this seems to be no bug nor flu," she replied as she looked into his eyes, "Perhaps someone does speak of you?"

"Ah hope they's speakin well of us then," he sighed as he went back to mating with her energetically.

"If it involves the Goddess I know," she panted, "Then surely it must be so."

"Ah reckon so," he replied, "Ah wonder when Miss Fluttershy is gonna come by and get the Cake's foals back?"

"Sure all there is to say," she answered, "is that it should be any day. While I mind not feeding them my motherly milk, they should be back with their kin and ilk."

"An ah know it's just so awful nice of ya ta do that fer them," he panted as he looked back into her eyes. "Ah just hope that sweet Miss Fluttershy can find herself a mate that's good enough fer her."

"Even though that's no longer you," she replied, "I surely wish the best for her too."

He looked down at her cutie mark and how it was just like his own before he replied, "Yer the most beautiful wife ah ever done see. Surely ya'll is the best mare fer little ole me."

She simply smiled at how we was imitating her language and accent.

EPILOGUES (Part 3)

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Spike slowly crept up the stairs to Twilight's room. He licked his lips in anticipation as he peeked over the stairs at her bed. His claws made little noise as he slipped across the floor to the edge of the bed, and peeked over at his sweet Twilight. Her tween body was something he always had the hots for just after Miss Rarity, but he never really had the nerve to get so close to her delicious sleeping body before now. He looked at her rounded butt as it rested against the sheets, and her pert breasts just large enough that gravity tried to pull them apart on her chest. Her deep violet pouting lips were the kind that cried out to be kissed. With her eyes closed, he could see the light layer of eyeshadow over them. With her head turned to the side, it seemed her four inch horn was almost pointed right at him.

He slipped to the end of the bed as quietly as he could, and with her legs spread, he could look right up at her tender mareslit. Her little rosebud pucker and the bump where her sheathed clitoris could be seen as well. For years, he tried to see her like this, but it just never seemed to work out for him.

Pulling the upper half of his body onto the bed, he leaned in and sniffed her mareslit carefully. He relished the smell of her body being in season. Even a dragon could catch the delicate smell when a mare was ready to receive her stud. Sticking out his long forked tongue, he flicked it across her mareslit. There was no reaction, so he did it again.

Twilight moaned softly in her sleep as she rolled her head to point upwards, and yet she remained slumbering. So he let his tongue run up and down her slit from just above her anus to just below her clit sheath. He could taste her as his tongue pressed past the folds of her outer labia to her inner labia.

He crept a little closer to lick at her more deeply. She moaned softly some more as he could feel her slit growing warm, and the feeling of the growing dampness as her natural fluids began to flow and mingle with his spittle.

Slowly, her fingers curled up as she grabbed a handful of bedsheets, and her hooves began to pull up towards her body as her legs were bending at the knees. Her head leaned back further as she panted louder and more firmly.

Spike sighed as she responded just like he always dreamed she would. His tongue had already wiggled in well past her inner labia and down into her birth canal. Twilight all but whimpered in her sleep as Spike's tongue drove her crazy.

"Oh Twillie," he whispered, "You've been like my mother all these years, but I've been in love with you too. It was awkward enough to even think about you like that let alone to come this far to please you so."

She made a long low groan as her hips were lifted from the bed. He could see, smell and feel her cumming as her juices leaked about his quivering tongue. Then he leaned in and kissed her mareslit as she fell back to the bed panting.

"Thanks Chryssie," he sighed, "I needed this. It feels just like Twillie was back when I still secretly longed to please her so."

She looked up at him as she replied, "I'm glad I could help you, Master Spike. As a changeling, I can always help a friend live out their sexual fantasies as a surrogate for somepony they could never approach in real life, especially when they've seriously changed before they could be comfortably approached."

Spike crawled up and on top of Chryssie even as he smiled and looked into her eyes.

"Are you ready to mate with me now?" she asked as she laid her arms about his chest and hugged him.

He looked down at his rigid cock as it laid across her stomach and nodded eagerly.

...

Meanwhile, back at the farm...

...

Big Mac opened the door to see a shy Fluttershy looking back at him.

"Here ta collect tha foals?" he asked with a grin.

"Yes..." she replied, "and I want to... uh... I'd like to... introduce you to my steady stallion friend."

"Uh... where is he, sugar-cube?" he asked as he looked around the porch.

"He's not going to snap my back like a twig, is he?!" asked a stallion from someplace around the corner of the house.

"It's all good," he called back.

Dan nervously stepped around to come up by Fluttershy's side.

"Well, y'all is a lucky stallion," he said, "Why don'tcha come on in."

He took her hand tightly as they walked by him.

"But if'n ya ever do wrong by a sweet an kind mare like her," he whispered, "I'll tie ya into a knot that would take all the nurses in Ponyville a year ta undo."

He gulped hard as she said, "Oh, I'm sure he's just kidding you."

"Yeah," he said as he cracked his knuckles hard, "Jus kiddin."

"I swear I'll never do wrong by her," he squeaked.

"Sounds good ta me," he relied, "besides, I if wanted to see ya really hurt, I'd let my sweetums take care of you instead."

About then, the tall and heavy giraffe came by them as she smiled and nodded towards the pair. He realized that her thighs would mess him up as much as if not more than her arms might.

"I am known as Jifar," she said to Dan, "coming from a land afar."

"Nice to meet you," he squeaked as he looked up into her eyes.

"And I came by to say the foals are packed and ready to go," she continued, "But I'd give you a hand with that if you wish it so."

"Oh no," she replied with a grin, "I'm sure with Dan's assistance, we'll get them back to their parents with no trouble at all."

"Yeah," he said nervously as he looked between the large red stallion and the imposing giraffe cow.

"I'm sure the Cakes wanted to come themselves," she said as she snugged Jifar, "but they have so much work to do getting the new Crystal Sugarcube Corner ready for business in the next couple of days. I'm so glad there wasn't any long term illness from the exposure they had to those black crystals."

Big Mac and Jifar both nodded.

"So y'all are gonna be at our weddin, ain'tcha?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the next end of the world," replied Dan nervously, "or when we're all bowing to our secret masters from the Canterlot Elites."

He snugged Jifar as they walked away to the temporary nursery as he leaned over and whispered, "Ah sometime wonder if'n his apple gots all of its seeds in it."

"Seeds must leave the apple you know," she replied, "in order for beautiful things to grow."

"So wise," he purred as he drew her into a warm kiss on the lips.

...

Celestia circled her Mistress in their new basement dungeon. With the new lighting, only the center of the room was lit up, and Celestia seemed to weave in and out of the light as she moved. One could only see the bright red carpet underneath them. It was obvious that they were both fully nude for the occasion. Sombrarity stood there quietly as she half paid attention to the circling Princess. As she circles, the lines from her smooth cat-o-nine-tails came in and out of view.

"Are you ready, my love?" asked Sombrarity, "Isn't it exciting that you're the Mistress for tonight?"

"Oh, I'm so nervous, Mistress," she replied, "I don't want to let you down."

"Oh you'll be just mahveous, my dear," she gushed, "I just know it. Make me proud. Show me just how... diplomatic my sweet little Princess has become under my tutoring."

She took her Mistress' wrists and pulled them up behind her head. Then she laid a rope across her shoulder as she said, "Well, then let's begin this, shall we?" She began tying her hands together behind her head at the wrists.

"And I want you to know for sure," she panted, "that you don't have to be gentle with me."

Once her hands were tied, she reached around to fondle the Queen's massive boobs and her huge nipples. With her arms raised so high, her bosom was raised up as well.

"I'll have you kneel down in just a moment, my sweet," she purred into the Queen's ear.

"You don't have to tell me, dahling," she whispered back, "just make me do it."

Celestia's leg pressed against the back of the Queen's knees as she was in fact forced to kneel to the carpet beneath. Then she leaned in and nibbled at her neck as she continued to heartily grope the Queen's royal boobage. Then she dipped down to cross her legs at the ankles, and tied them together so that she couldn't close her legs or prevent the Princess from accessing her mareslit.

"Are you sure you wish me to continue?" she whispered nervously into her ear.

"I trust you with my very life, my love," she replied.

So Celestia began to bind the Queen's muzzle shut under a heavy layer of ropes both in her mouth and around it. Glancing back over her shoulder, she could see Celestia's nervous yet lecherous smile, and her wings now quivering in a full wingboner.

"The circle is now complete," she whispered, "When I left you, I was but the learner. Now, I am the master."

The Queen purred into her gag as she leaned back against Celestia. Even if it was really just for the one night.

...

Apple Bloom moaned and moaned as Gilda ate her out. This time, she was tied down spread eagle to a four poster bed even as she looked around. She looked to the side to see that Scootaloo was tied likewise, and she was getting eaten out by her personal hero, the Pegasus-dog known as Rainbow Dash. With Sweetie Belle tied to a pole, she seemed to be pleading with her eyes even as her pussy dripped from her watching the other two getting tongue lashed.

"Hey," purred Gilda as her tongue licked the edges of her beak, "even if this don't get ya no cutie mark, it's sure fun to try."

Well Apple Bloom had to admit it was more fun that knitting, and sure less gross than trying to give a sponge bath to the elderly mares down at the old pony's home.

...

Nightmare Moon, the once and future Luna, watched curiously as her new friend, the Fluffle Puff, danced on a crayon drawing of a rainbow she had placed on the floor. On her head, a pink sheet of paper had been rolled up into a 'unicorn horn' of sorts. She was humming some tune to herself that Luna couldn't seem to place. It continued for a few moments before Derpy burst into the room and announced, "Muffins!!"

Then the Fluffle Puff bolted over to the table as Derpy set them down. Before Moon could even blink, the two of them faceplanted themselves into the platter of muffins making a big mess. She could hear Twilight (with her striped arms, legs and flanks and her now Celestia sized horn) sighing from the doorway beyond. When the two came up, they had muffin mashed all over their muzzles, faces and manes.

When Twilight came over, the Fluffle Puff hugged her tightly and got mashed bits of muffin all over her own face. Then her blue eyes blinked before she licked a few bits off Twilight's face as she squinted back with one eye closed.

"Oh surely this is the thing," she sighed, "to make my life interesting."

"I like interesting!" cried Derpy. She leaned in to lick at Twilight's other cheek.

Miss Rarity's Dilemma

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Rarity lay panting on her own bed. Even though she managed to break free but a moment earlier, she was all but helpless under the magically enhanced orgasm. She was sure her bosom was now at least as large as Celestia's, and she didn't even want to think about her butt right then. Her sheets were in dire need of changing until she remembered that her Nightmare counterpart stole her horn and stuck it in her own nightstand. The cruelest irony was even though she could get the horn back at any time, she couldn't restore it without already having her horn restored.

There was one other option, but she wasn't truly desperate enough to resort to the blackest magic she had access to. Well, at least until her Nightmare counterpart recovered her chest and found that magic trinket herself. With her enormous and hard nipples, she knew no one would ever mistake her for her old self. In fact, without her horn, she was sure most would mistake her for an evil Earth pony instead of a unicorn. A small favor indeed.

She sat up and gingerly touched her throbbing nipples. They so longed to be caressed that she could hardly stand not to. She could hardly think straight until she gave them some attention, but knew in the back of her mind that if she went too far, there would surely be another massive orgasm and yet another breast expansion. It would well leave her with the biggest breasts that the world had ever seen... on a pony.

But the need was for her to fondle herself was so great, it took every shred of remaining willpower for her to make herself stop. At least she could now think about her next action with a... minimum of distractions. While she wanted to take the horn and run after Nightmare Rarity, she knew the sight of her would cause a panic wherever she tried to go. With Royal Guards in town on behalf of Princess Twilight, she was sure she would be quickly on her way to a Canterlot cell.

On the other hand, Celestia or Luna could use their magic to restore her horn. But she would have to find a way to at least bypass if not outright defeat one of their Nightmare counterparts... and without her horn! It seemed that most of her solutions to fix her removed horn only worked well... with her horn!

She shook her head hard, and tried to think of other things. There was magical things she owned that were not kept in that chest. Things that her Nightmare counterpart wouldn't think of as dangerous to her. She looked at her closet, and remembered the secret closet she kept behind it. That was where she was going to find some assistance to save Celestia and/or Luna.

All but falling out of bed, she managed to stand as she wondered just how long it took Celestia to get used to having so much of her center of gravity ahead of her like that. She would have to ask her about that sometime. One shaky step at a time, she made her way to the outer closet door. She threw the door open and made her way past her regular clothes as she searched for the hidden level in the back.

It took several minutes of searching and ignoring the sensations she felt every time a nipple brushed against one of her silky garments, but there was the satisfying click as the secret door popped back and slid out of her way. Then she saw them. Her most special genuine black leather Dominatrix gear.

The first thing she put of was the wide girdle. While it made her waist thinner, it also made her boobs and ass look just a little bigger. But it also enhanced her strength and stamina, and that was more important at the moment. In fact, the tighter she secured it, the better she felt.

After that came a pair of fingerless black silk gloves. It served the dual purpose of both increasing her spanking power, and making sure her palms were padded enough not to injure them in the process. In fact, she wouldn't have been surprised if she could use her hands to punch through a cinder block wall.

Next came a black leather choker with silver studs that she strapped about her neck. It altered her voice, making it sound both louder and more commanding. There was a few other minor effects that she had never dared to try before as she never had a need to.

Lastly, she took out a pair of punishing tools: A black riding crop and a black cat-o-nine-tails. Each was made to inflict the maximum amount of pain with the minimum amount of physical harm. She was as ready as she was ever going to be to rescue Celestia or Luna from their Nightmare counterpart.

As she stomped towards her door, she also realized she was really in the mood to inflict some pain on somepony...

...

Luna struggled and squirmed in vain to get away, but her counterpart was giving her no peace. She was getting fisted in her pussy, and already had two orgasms from that rough treatment. Her eyes were tightly closed because she couldn't stand to look at her own fangy and smug grin any more.

'You know I can force you to see me in your mind's eye, right?' she asked in her head, 'But we suppose that's besides the point. We should do you a great big favor by returning you to your Nightmare Moon state. With our combined power, we could overthrow both Celestias and rule an Eternal Night over ALL of Equestria. Your secret wish would come true. All we have to do is make sure those blasted Elements of Harmony cannot be used against us. I suppose Discord might prove to be troublesome... if we couldn't just wrap him about our little pinkies with our huge... dark charms.'

'**NO! We must NEVER become *HER** again!*'

'Your mind may say NO, but your body is saying YES! Deep down, we both know that the feeling of being Nightmare Moon was the BIGGEST TURN ON YOU'VE EVER FELT!'

The whites of her eyes turned black as strange green 'flames' began to leak from them. Luna could see them even with her eyes closed. Nightmare Luna made sure of that.

'I'll just... help you along in the right direction.'

She could feel the black magic flooding her mind, dampening her will to resist even as she rallied all of her will that she had left inside of her.

'Just relax and go with it, my precious. It will all be over before you know it.'

'NEVER!!'

'Be that way then. Perhaps the pain will make you even hornier than you are now.'

At least the fist was pulled out of her vagina. She could here the sucking sound as even more of her juices were splattered about the couch and her inner thighs. But something was not feeling right with her body and her mind.

'BLAST!!' thought Nightmare Luna angrily, 'Somepony else has already asserted their control over you, and it's too powerful and complex for me to undo right now!' She laughed evilly as she continued, '**It looks like you already serve another Master!'

'YOU LIE!!'

'It seems you serve and don't even realize it! How delightful! I can hardly wait to twist that control over to US!'

'Monster!!'

'Oh deny it all you like!' she hissed, 'I couldn't make this up even if I wanted to!' Her evil laugh was loud enough to make her ears hurt. 'But to take control of you, I may well have to confront the one who put it there in the first place. I have this feeling that whoever they might be, they are a distance away, and living some place under the ground. It does seems appropriate that they should be hiding in a hole.'

Luna's mind recoiled in horror as she realized SHE was the dog's sleeper agent the whole time! That SHE was somehow twisting the nobles to act against Equestria! It was almost too shameful to even contemplate!

'Let me turn you back into Nightmare Moon!' she hissed, 'As her, you need never feel guilt or shame ever again! I can make all those horrible feelings you are experiencing right now go away forever!'

...

Nightmare Celestia was surely enjoying herself. After slapping and tightening the largest clamps she could find on Celestia's sensitive nipples, she placed similar clamps all the way down her netherlips, closing her pussy in the process. Then she took obscene pleasure in taking a crop and striking her upside down flanks until they were bright red and searing hot in pain.

'I will so enjoy breaking you before I take over Equestria!' she hissed, 'You shall soon submit to me even more than you submit to Rarity! VERY SOON!'

'NEVER!!' she replied.

'Delude yourself if you must, but you know deep down that I alone am your perfect Master. Miss Rarity is a pathetic wannabe compared to me.'

'If you can think that, then you don't know how Rarity feels about me at all!'

'What?! Do you seriously think that stuck-up tramp actually *loves you?!***'

'She only dominates me because that's what I *want** her to do!*'

'Truly sad...' sighed Nightmare Celestia, 'I shall surely never be as weak as you!'

'Do you really think you could come from me, and NOT get my faults?!'

'YES!!'

'Then you are truly the deluded one!' thought Celestia smugly. That merely got her 'rewarded' with more stinging strikes against her painful flanks.

"LEAVE MY BITCH ALONE!" howled a voice in Nightmare Celestia's ear as something struck her hard across her jaw. The force of the blow sent her spinning away from Celestia.

'Great!' she thought, 'Another minor nightmare to bother me!'

"I am no minor nightmare!" she hissed, "I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE!"

'You've come to save me, Mistress!' thought Celestia.

She looked at Celestia before glaring at Nightmare Celestia, and howled, "HOW DARE YOU TREAT MY SUBMISSIVE SO SHAMEFULLY!! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!!"

'WAIT! Are you the *real Rarity?!**' thought N C, 'I must say I love the new look! Nightmare Rarity has surely outdone herself this time!*'

But Rarity simply looked at Celestia and said, "Give your Mistress a moment, and I will set you free. NO PONY gets to dominate you but ME. I promise you this... my love."

'I cannot wait,' thought Celestia.

"Actually, I don't think you have a choice about that."

'Oh, I think I'm gonna puke!' thought N C.

(21) Wrath of the Burning Sun

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

As Queen Sombra (aka the real Rarity), Celestia and Spike made their way back towards the Carousel Boutique, a reddish ball of fire was seen coming from the roof towards the sun. They lost sight of it long before it got there. But then Celestia suddenly seized up and fell towards the ground. Since Queen Sombra wasn't using wings to fly, she could change course on a bit and catch Celestia before she hit the ground.

"What's wrong?" she asked as she looked into Celestia's eyes, which seemed dimmer, "You feel so cold."

"Nightmare Celestia," she gasp as if having trouble breathing, "She's taken control of the sun."

"Why's that affecting you so?"

"I've been bonded to the sun for well over a thousand years," she replied, "It's a part of me now. Perhaps it's even what has allowed me to live for so long... That's why when I imprisoned Nightmare Moon in the Moon, she returned a thousand years later and not aged a single day."

"Then I'll make her give control back!"

"Something's wrong with the sun!" called Spike.

Celestia and Sombra looked up to see that the sun had turned from yellow to orange. It seems to have become larger as it shone its light down on them. As the disc grew, the temperature went up as well.

"She's making the sun larger by heating it up! If this continues, the sun will engulf everything and burn it all away! I can't let that happen to anypony!"

"THAT'S INSANE!"

Sombra glanced over her shoulder at Spike and replied, "You do remember who we're talking about, right?"

"I HAD NO IDEA SHE COULD BE THIS CRAZY!"

"Ah," she moaned, "Just once, I'd like to be able to handle one crisis at a time."

She created an orb of green flame in her open palm and pressed it down over Celestia's heart. It seemed to simply sink though her hide without burning it. Celestia's eyes erupted in beams of green light before the light faded, and she was breathing more easily.

"That should keep you going strong until I can return the control of the sun back to you, my love. I swear upon the Amulet that it shall not take long."

But she could just see the terrified look on Celestia's face.

"What's wrong?"

"Your eyes my love," she sighed, "They're... King Sombra's eyes..." Then her eyes fluttered closed as she passed out.

"I'm not like him," she promised, "I'll NEVER be like him!" She swept Celestia up into her arms as they continued on.

The disc of the sun turned from orange to red as it was now double its normal size, and the temperature continued to rise.

Then they heard a mare laughing from the roof of the Boutique as Nightmare Celestia called, "LET ALL THINGS IMPURE BE PURGED BY MY WRATHFUL FLAMES!!" They saw her float above the place, her whole body burning with blood red fire as she stared down upon them with her burning, hate-filled eyes.

"Why do you want to rule over ashes?!" called Spike.

"ONCE EVERYTHING IS BURNED AWAY, I'LL DESTROY MYSELF AS WELL, AND PERFECTION WILL BE ALL THAT REMAINS! THE WORLD SHALL BE PURIFIED!"

"YOU'RE NUTS!"

"Didn't we just have this little talk?" asked Sombra.

"Oh," replied Spike, "I just wanted to hear it straight from the mare's mouth."

The sun turned darker red as it doubled in size yet again. All visible sources of water were visibly shrinking as the water was evaporated, even in water glasses. Ponies and animals seemed to be hitting their limits on how much heat that could take, other than Nightmares, Dragons, and other naturally heat tolerant creatures.

"You know something? I'm getting real sick and tired of your little tantrums!"

"What do you plan to do about it?!" hissed Nightmare Celestia.

"Rather than be vague," she replied, "I'm going to make the solution CRYSTAL CLEAR!!"

She slammed the palm of her hand into the ground as a massive wave of black crystal shot up from the base of her own shop, and soon shot hundreds of feet into the air before anypony could blink. Nightmare Celestia found herself trapped in a huge mass of a black crystal prison.

"How do you know there still wasn't somepony trapped in there?!" asked Spike.

"Well d'uh," she replied as she tapped the Alicorn Amulet with one fingertip.

"Oh," he replied, "I didn't know that worked on things besides Nightmares."

The sun was shrinking as it shifted back to yellow, and temperatures were quickly turning back to normal.

"I swear as soon as the other Nightmare is taken care of and Luna is restored, I'll restore your connection to the sun. Just rest easy knowing that while she's stuck in there, she can't use her powers or control the sun against us again."

"You know she's unconscious, right?"

"She might still be able to hear my voice," she replied with a somewhat exasperated sigh, "It is magical now after all."

"Yeah... you keep telling yourself that..."

"ARE YOU DISRESPECTING ME?!"

"Of course not!" blurted out Spike quickly.

"Before we go to the Diamond Dog mines," she said as she looked back at Celestia, "I must make sure that my love is safe until she can be returned to full power. I'll meet you at the outskirts of Ponyville in the direction of the Diamond Dog's mine, Spike."

Celestia and Sombra vanished in a flash of black light. Spike ran for the exit on the way to the Diamond Dog mines. Nopony or dragon notices the black crystal that erupted from the ground where Spike's foot was just a split second earlier.

...

The two mares appeared in Celestia's bedchamber. With a green flash of her eyes, Celestia's clothing evaporated as she lay the slumbering Princess peacefully onto the bedsheets.

"You're so beautiful," she sighed, "I don't know what I've done to earn so much love from you."

She leaned down to nibble at the white alicorn's supple throat. Then she removed her cloak and laid it out over Celestia like a large thick blanket.

"Rest well, darling," she purred, "I'll return as soon as I can."

She vanished in another flash of black light. As soon as she was gone, the closet doors opened as a number of noble stallions emerged into the room.

"I knew she had to come back here eventually," hissed one of them, "and now she's our prisoner. Let's... gift wrap her for our new lord, Prince Blueblood!"

Celestia didn't even stir as the cloak was stripped away, and she was jumped by half a dozen stallions who hogtied her from nose to hoof with their coils of long silken rope.

"Wow," said another, "Is it just me, or are the Royal Hooters even bigger?"

"It's just you, you Peeping Tarpan!"

About four stallions picked up Celestia and began hauling her towards the closet.

"Now we'll whisk her out the secret door in the back of the closet and straight to the clutches of Prince Blueblood!"

"We shall all profit under his glorious rule!" said a third conspirator.

"No more pandering to the weak and poor! It shall be all for the rich, and none for the peasants!" agreed a fourth.

"What about Princess Luna?" asked the second.

"As long as Celestia is our prisoner, she dare not act against us!"

The nobles and their prisoner vanished into the secret passage as they closed the closet door behind them.

One of Celestia's Guards poked his head in the door as he looked around.

"Did you hear anything?" asked another Guard.

"I must have imagined it," he replied, "There's still nopony in here."

"And what the hay was the deal with the sun?!"

"I don't know," he sighed with a shrug, "I just work here."

The Fitting

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie...

by neorenamon

Luna glanced at her sister as their chariot flew across the sky towards Ponyville. The moon shone brightly down on them as they weaved their way among the scattered clouds that remained from the day's rainfall over the Canterlot region, but she was used to the Pegasus of Cloudsdale letting matters with them slide for a while before the bothered to clean up. The breeze that went through her mane, however, was almost exclusively because of the movements of the chariot as they flew along.

With the strange behavior of the nobles and lords as of late, she should surely place a higher priority over some trip to see Rarity. Yet her big sister insisted that the trip was worth all of the trouble, and even went to the point of having Luna come there wearing nothing but a full length black cloak. With her generous breasts, she was having just a little keeping it closed as the wind whipped around her.

She glanced at Celestia and noticed that she was wearing naught but a plain white dress herself. It seemed odd that she would not wear anything to contain her even larger royal breasts, and the wind whipping through her all too short skirt told her that she wore naught in the way of panties either.

Perhaps the stress of ruling Canterlot in such trying times was finally getting to her. She had a stressful attack against the Diamond Dog's mine-fortress to save Princess Twilight Sparkle and her friends from their clutches. The notion that her precious Twilight was raped and left for dead surely stressed her out as much as anything she could have imagined. Then she had to make a considerable dedication of resources to ship load after load of instant nursing formula to the mines plus a huge financial investment in having mining golems created to replace the lost slaves they liberated from the mines.

On top of that, a whole new community just for the dogs that chose to leave the mines was being set up between the outskirts of Ponyville and the Everfree Forest, and there was ponies that needed to supervise the whole deal until the dogs were ready and willing to manage their own affairs. Yet is was rather difficult to find any pony she knew and trusted enough to take responsibility for such a trying and patience testing task... Yes, Pinkie Pie immediately offered her services, but was told that a number of others had to be... interviewed first... as the most qualified had to be selected for the task. It of course was Royal Doublespeak for, 'Not you, not ever!' Hopefully nopony explained that part.

But then there was some nights each week where Celestia insisted she remain undisturbed ALL night in her private chambers. She insisted unless the moon was falling from the sky or some similar world-ending crisis, there would be HARSH penalties for any who tried to disturb her. That even applied to her beloved little sister. It seemed odd that Celestia insist she be dragged to Ponyville when this was one of her normal 'DO NOT DISTURB' nights.

Luna looked down over the side as they flew on. Woodlands, creeks and hills all passed underneath as she tried to piece together what was going on apparently all around her.

She nearly jumped out of her hide as Celestia wrapped her arms about her, one high enough on her chest to lift her breasts, and the other slipping under the cloak to rest just about her crotch. With her hug, she could feel Celestia's breasts getting mooshed against her back and wings.

"We still do not understand, big..." she began.

"When you see the wonder that Miss Rarity has prepared for you," whispered Celestia into her ear, "ALL shall be revealed. By then, you shall understand what all the fuss has been about."

"You're evasiveness is becoming worrisome to us," she replied, "This thing you're taking us too... it almost sounds... like something... *nefarious.***"

"NEFARIOUS?!" she asked, "Seriously, little sister?"

"You're right, of course," replied Luna as she looked away to hide her blush, "It must be those novels I've read where the heroine is whisked away by someone she trusts into some devious trap. We are sorry."

Celestia just laughed as she continued to hold Luna tightly. As she did so, one arm slipped up to lift her breasts higher as the other hand slipped lower towards her crotch. She could feel her big sisters's breasts getting pressed tighter against her back and wings as she began to grow embarrassed. In fact, they were getting lifted high enough that they were threatening to pop right out of her cloak.

She looked about, grateful that the Guards were not around to see Celestia carrying on so, and that the winged horses pulling the chariot were only interested in doing their jobs.

"I CAN SEE PONYVILLE NOW, MY MARE-LADIES!" called the lead puller.

"Take us to the place called the Carousel Boutique," called Celestia, "We shall not need you to return until tomorrow morning, but be here promptly once the sun rises."

"You won't lower the moon and raise the sun from the customary platform?!"

"Not this time," she replied, "There are things that are... too important. I'm sure they'll all understand if we miss the formal pomp and ceremony... once in a while."

"Of course, mare-lady," he replied, "Of course."

"We are now truly worried, little sister, about what could be so impor..."

But Celestia simply hushed her with one finger as she lifted her arm from underneath Luna's boobs. They settled back down so that they were firmly covered by the cloak once more.

"Trust big sister," she cooed in her ear, "It shall be... grand."

The chariot began circling down as the spire of the boutique came into Luna's view. Celestia returned her arm to grip her chest, yet this time, she seemed intent on hugging her so Luna's arms were pinned. She stepped out, all but pushing Luna ahead of her as the chariot flew off back towards Canterlot.

"This is getting to be too much for us, big sister!" called Luna, "We *demand** an explanation of this at once!*"

Celestia moved towards the door as it opened, and they both could see Rarity. She seemed to be wearing a cloak similar to that of Luna, but in pearl white. Luna could see under the shifting cloak, and had to wonder if she was wearing anything underneath the flowing cloak either.

"Welcome dahlings!" she called, "Come in and have some lovely tea before we begin... the fitting."

Luna had to wonder about the slanted grin on her face.