When the hunter becomes the hunted

Nightmare Moon groans as she tries to find a comfortable position. Memories of the chase were still vivid in her mind, but everything beyond that was just a painful blur. Nightmare turns, sighing in contempt as she finds solace in the fact that she was comfortable, warm, and… wait what!

Faster than a rabbit during mating season, Nightmare Moon rises from where she is laying. A quick scan of her surroundings confirms her suspicions.

She was back in your shack.

It was, however, that very fact that confused her.

Why was she is back in your shack in the first place? She may not remember what happened before falling unconscious, but she is pretty sure it was not near this place.

Trying to get up from bed proves to be futile. The bed felt heavenly, despite being nothing but a bunch of furs and sheets on the ground. And even if she wanted to get up, Nightmare was too weak to even lift the blankets off of her.

A moment later Nightmare notices a new thing.

Something was cooking and smelling D-E-L-elicious.

Only now does Nightmare realizes just how hungry she is. She did not eat for what felt like forever, and whatever is cooking inside the cooking pot makes her mouth to water.

Nightmare tries using her magic to levitate the cooking pot over to her, but her horn does nothing more than sputtering a few light blue sparks.

Huffing in agitation, Nightmare rests her head back on the pillow and mutters to herself. Not noticing the creaking of the door.

You enter as quiet as possible to your shack, afraid to wake up Nightmare Moon. You cross the room silently and check the cooking pot above the gentle flames. It seems that the rabbit stew is coming along nicely, only a few more minutes and it would be complete. You crane your head towards the saddle bag on your left and extract a few herbs and spices to add a bit more flavor to the stew.

You make sure that all the ingredients are mixed properly before putting out the flames. All the is left now is to wait for the stew to cool down before it is-

"You're here."

You let out high-pitched squeak as you jump in your place, spin in mid-air, attach to the ceiling, arch your back, and hiss in the direction that the voice comes from. All without realizing you are doing it.

Nightmares looks at you with wide eyes while doing a pretty convincing imitation of a fish. When words finally form in her head again, she speak up, "Get down from there, you look silly."

You comply almost automatically, rubbing the back of your head and looking away from Nightmare.

"Umm, sorry."

Nightmare looks at you for a few more moments before she sighs. "It's fine, just… come over here…  I mean- thine master commands you!"

You are about to say 'no', about to tell her to go screw herself, but the look in her eyes… it give you pause. Something about her seems so different now. Nightmare Moon is suddenly not so scary anymore. In fact, you actually find yourself feeling like you have the upper hoof.

You slowly approach the mare, looking for any signs of malice in her eyes, which avoided your gaze, until you are right next to her, sitting on your rump.

She lays her head back on the pillow, releasing a gasp of air from her lungs, as if holding her head upright was tiresome. She wiggles herself closer to you until she reaches the base of your hooves. She then uses her hooves to weakly latch onto then.

You look down at the tired mare, not sure what to do. You lift a hoof and gently stroke Nightmare behind the ears. She responds in kind by closing her eyes and tilting her head, giving you greater access.

You notice that her fur where you are touching her is slightly changing. It becomes more vibrant.

"Umm… Nightmare?"

"Hmm?"

"What are you doing?" you ask.

Nightmare opens her eyes and raises them to look at you. She looks a lot less tired now, and her eyes seem to be more focused. She wiggles in the bed again, moving away and offering you a place next to her. "I'll explain everything, just please, lay next to me… I… need it."

You are not sure how to respond to that. It was only a day ago that Nightmare was chasing you through the forest and firing spells at you. And here she is, looking submissive as ever. You are not sure what forces compel you to do it, but you obey the mare's wishes nonetheless, moving into your bed. Almost immediately, Nightmare latches onto you completely. She closes her eyes as she nuzzles your body.

Being so close to Nightmare, you definitely notice a change in her body. When you carried her back to your shack, her fur was transparent and dull, and her mane was like a heavy fog, falling at the ground. But when she touches you, her fur turns to its once beautiful, healthy shade of black, and her mane is also turns more active and 'floaty'.

A few more minutes of tense silence pass before you dare open your mouth.

"So… about that explanation…"

Nightmare opens her eyes and fore a fraction of a second, you can see the malice back in her eyes, but it soon vanishes as she blinks and releases a sign.

"I was afraid of this," she says, pausing to collect her thoughts. "Tell me, what do you know about me, about my escape from the moon?"

You are caught off guard by this question. Is Nightmare trying to trick you? Her story is not exactly a good one.

"W-well," you stutter. "You tried to take over Equestria, b-but the elements of harmony stopped you and… turned you back to Luna?"

Instead of the tantrum you expect Nightmare to cause, she instead sighs again and pulling you tighter against her velvety coat.

"Is that what ponies are told? That Luna was back? That Nightmare Moon was destroyed? Fools, the lot of them! The elements of harmony did not purge me from Luna, it is not how they work. The elements cannot destroy, they can only fix. When the elements were used against me, I was ripped away from Luna. I'm not the powerful alicorn I was anymore. Instead, the elements wanted to teach me a lesson. They turned me into a leach, a creature that can only live on the back of another.

"The elements turned me into a creature similar to those inferior, chitin-covered changelings. I was sentenced to feed on the love of others. But unlike changelings, I had to earn it willingly.

"Luckily for me, I found a loophole. Apparently, lust is almost just as fulfilling, and I was able to use what little of my power to disguise myself and mated with different stallions. Unfortunately, lust, although a good temporarily substitution, was not enough, and soon I found myself without the powers to even conceal myself. That's when I found you.

"Bat ponies, unlike regular ponies, are much more potent when it comes to… extracting your energy. The shadow essence that naturally formulates in your body makes it easier for me to gain access to your lust, and I was able to gather enough power to keep myself alive a little longer. But when I chased you through the woods, I exhausted almost all my powers. Even this, just being next to you, is enough to keep me somewhat alive."

You stay quiet throughout the entire story, trying to take it all in. So this WAS the real Nightmare Moon, well, sort of. And as far as you understand, the elements are trying to reform her, despite using somewhat unconventional ways. It was a lot to process, that is for sure, but at least it clears some of the confusion.

"So… it was Twilight Sparkle that made you… this?" you ask, not quite sure if that is the best way of phrasing it. But despite that, Nightmare Moon shakes her head.

"No. When I said the elements turned me into this I meant the actual elements. Not those idiot fillies. They don't even understand the power that they possess. The elements are alive in a sense, and they are the one who did this to me without even the element bearers' knowledge."

You are now officially confused. So the elements of harmony are trying to reform Nightmare Moon by turning her into a sort of sex leach, and she uses physical contact to keep herself alive. You almost chuckle at the absurdity of it all. Has it not for the fact that Nightmare Moon is nuzzling your entire body you would have thought it was some kind of bed erotica tale.

And speaking of erotica, you notice Nightmare is nuzzling more than just your face. One of her hind legs is working on your sheath, encouraging your member to come out of his hiding place.

You moan into Nightmare's ears as she slowly massages your hardening member. You part your lips slightly, panting at the growing pleasure. Your eyes widen as Nightmare exploits the opportunity and connect her lips with yours. Her long, forked tongue snakes into your mouth and lays siege against your tongue. The kiss, unlike the previous day, was lustful and needy. Nightmare cups your face and pulls you even closer against her.

During all this, Nightmare stopped using her hind leg and instead grinding her eager, soaking wet cunt across your shaft. Her natural fluids drip from your member and unto your pelvis, making your lower half drenched in her mare juices. You moan loudly into Nightmare's mouth, finding the stimulation too amazing to express in mere words. Not that you can speak regardless.

Suddenly, Nightmare breaks the kiss. Her face is flush and her panting sends warm air across your face. You do not even care who she is at this point. All your mind can think about is the smoking hot mare in front of you and her needy cunt below you.

You shift in bed until you are lying on top of Nightmare. Your member is prodding her hot entrance. You give her one final, meaningful look before you shove your entire length into her.

Nightmare throws her head backwards at the sudden move, screaming in pain and delight. Her inner walls work across your member, massaging it and trying to pull it even deeper. You groan as you try to pull your member out from the wet confines of Nightmare's cunt, her muscles try in vain to keep you in. When only your flat head is still inside of her, you shove everything back in, again.

This time, both of you scream as lightning bolts travels up your spines. You enter a constant rhythm of pounding into Nightmare's cunt. She was far tighter than any mare you have been with before, and the slightly musky smell of your bodily fluids was intoxicating, serving only to fuel your lust and endless libido.

Nightmare grabs your shoulders and pulls you in for yet another fierce kiss. You keep thrusting your member into her as you exchange saliva. Her tight hole makes it difficult to concentrate on anything else. She just felt so heavenly. Anything from her hot cunt, to her silky coat, and even her wispy mane were just so wonderful. For the first time since the two of you met, you truly felt attracted to her.

You can feel Nightmare's muscles spasm beneath you. Her hind hooves interlock behind your back, keeping you hilted inside of her as more fluids gush out of her needy hole. The clenching of muscles sends you over the edge as well, and you scream to the ceiling above as you paint Nightmare's insides white.

You slide off Nightmare's barrel. Your member exits her tight hole with a 'pop'. A trail of semen pours from Nightmare's cunt as she scoops it with her hoof and licking it clean off.

Nightmare makes sure you are watching as she spreads herself on top of your bed and cleans herself up. The erotic display was enough to get your member at full mast again.

You feel a tingly sensation travels up your body as Nightmare picks you up with her magic, and pinning you on your back. She stands up and moves to straddle your form, a coy smile works its way on her muzzle.

"So… the servant thinks he can defile our body at will, is he? Perhaps a punishment is in order…"

She drops herself onto your body and starts grind herself on top of you, her eyes never leave yours as she slowly works her cunt all across your member. You grunt as you feel her hot entrance rub against your overly sensitive head.

Nightmare extends her tongue from her mouth and slides across your face. You shudder at the feeling of the wet appendage on your fur, and slowly extend your own tongue. Nightmare coils her tongue around yours before locking lips again, pulling your tongue into her mouth before doing as she pleases with it.

Meanwhile, her rubbing down below stopped as she angles herself. Your eyes snap open as she pierces her other hole onto you.

Nightmare pulls her head away, smirking. "You think… ahh… a lowly servant such as you… ohh… is worthy of my pussy?!"

You can feel her tail hole grip your member like a vice. It is far tighter than her cunt and slightly warmer too. Nightmare charges your lips again as you hilt inside her.

She moans into your mouth as she starts moving up and down on your shaft, picking up the speed as time passes. Nightmare breaks the kiss with a gasp. Her wings now fully extended and flap a few times. You place your hooves right on top of Nightmare's cutie marks and shove yourself into her everytime she comes down.

You grit your teeth as the sounds of your thighs collide in a wet smack. You look as Nightmare's mane moves like a tentacle across her body, caressing her thighs and teats. She moans loudly as the sensations overwhelm her senses.

You too feel yourself going over the edge as well. In a feat of strength, you push yourself upwards, forcing Nightmare on her back.

"You fiend!" she screeches. "How dare you- ahhhhh!"

You sink your teeth into Nightmare's exposed neck, drawing her sweet blood as you feel yourself cum inside her tail hole. Nightmare responds in kind by biting your neck as well as she comes hard on your underbelly, her juices completely drench your lower half.

Still basking in the afterglow, you keep sucking on Nightmare's blood as she on yours. It is a sort of a ritual between bat ponies. Such a thing as sucking each other's blood as the most intimate thing a bat pony can share with his mate.

Looking down, you see Nightmare is looking slightly different. Her scleras, once light shade turquoise, are now white. Her mane, instead of being ethereal, is now a real, light blue mane. She still has her black coat but it looks… not evil.

She looks up at you, then down to herself. Her eyes fill with tears.

"I… I'm alive…" she whispers, a single tear slides across her cheek. "Finally, I can feel my heart." She looks up at you before kissing you. It was not fierce, nor was it needy. It was a simple peck on the lips, yet somehow, it conveyed more emotion than all of her previous kisses combined. "Thank you," she chokes, "Thank you. By willingly giving your love, and opening your heart for me, I am finally released from all the hatred and malice."

You smile down at her, wiping her tear. You place your ear on top of her chest and feel her heart beating. It was calm and gentle.

You are about to say something when the door to your shack is blasted away.

And in comes Princess Luna, using her Canterlot voice.

"Finally, we hath found thy, thine foul beast! We will personally extinguish-"

Luna stops in her tracks once she sees the two of you. You flaccid penis is still inside of Nightmare, and even if Luna somehow did not notice your bodily fluids on your messed up bed, the smell was impossible to ignore.

Knowing that you are probably screwed not matter what, you can only say,

"Hey Luna, wanna join?"