Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

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.