The Destiny of a Forgotten Goddess: An Anthology

Pairing(s):

Lyra Heartstrings(solo), Big Mac x Lyra Heartstrings

Contains: female masturbation (dildo) including magic ejaculation, voyeurism, urination, semi-non-consensual/forced breeding, cervical penetration, and very excessive cum with cum inflation and impregnation.

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Still panting hard, Denclop looked around as the pink flash of her spell faded from around her, seeing she was once again alone but outdoors and enveloped in the dim light of the full moon’s soft glow. She found that her teleport spell that she’d cast in her panic to escape Celestia had dropped her into what looked like the empty town square of Ponyville, making this conclusion as she looked upon the large pony statue in the center. Denclop figured that since she’d had never practiced with the spell and then suddenly used it in a panic, it had caused a random teleportation effect. She was lucky it hadn't teleported her into a volcano, or the Everfree Forest again!

While Celestia was with Twilight back at the library, Denclop quickly glanced over the town square while cloaked, discovering not a pony in sight. Denclop settled down on a nearby bench, her vessel panting hard and soaked from the strain of running earlier in the rain – but she quickly realized that something hadn’t changed since he'd left there. Denclop looked down as she again felt the tightness in her vessel's penis, it having remained erect even while she'd ran away.

As Denclop stared at Big Mac’s still-hard member, she could still smell that mare’s needing scent. She held the hard appendage in both hooves and saw it glisten in the moonlight, as though some of the moonlight had itself taken liquid form upon it. Traces of Twilight’s marejuice still clung to it, now cold and sticky against her vessel’s unsatisfied phallus. She debated on finishing herself off, wanting , no NEEDING, to feel the pleasure of release after getting so close to orgasm within her, but she could not bring herself to waste her vessel’s seed for her own selfish desires. She had a Destiny to fulfill, and couldn't do it with an empty Vessel!

Denclop instead wiped one of the wet spots off and held it up to Big Mac’s snout, giving it a big sniff as she smelled the mare she‘d had to leave without a Gift. She then put the slightly-damp hoof into Big Mac’s mouth. tasting again the mare she hadn’t had a chance to finish her Duty for. She felt anger welling for the first time ever, feeling it burning through her as she realized it was the Sun Goddess who had refused her this mare, and was the one who had refused her the completion of her Destiny.

Denclop was seething now and needed to get some of her rage out. “That foal!”, she growled in Big Mac’s voice, quiet despite the anger being very evident in her voice. She wanted to scream to the heavens, to show her fury at that mare being devoid of her Gift, but she kept her rage in check as best as she could – after all, she didn’t want to give her position away if anypony happened to be roaming the streets at night.

Denclop continued her ranting, the deep growl making her feel better as she released her pent–up frustrations; “I will NOT lose another mare. I MUST FULFILL MY DESTINY! It seems being nice and letting the mares get comfortable around me and convincing them to accept their Gift takes too long, especially now that I’m surely being hunted down by that self-righteous Sun Goddess! No more being nice, no more waiting for them to accept; I will fulfill my Destiny, whether they accept it or not! I guess I must give it to them by force!”

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Big Mac had awoken once again to the ferocious words manifested of Denclop’s anger. Big Mac was shocked by her ruthlessness, and started struggling to push through the barrier between him and her as he tried again to knock her out of control – to reclaim his body, and potentially save a mare’s dignity. He felt himself starting to press through the wall, only to be slammed back hard as Denclop detected him trying to take over again. In her fury, Denclop slammed Big Mac into unconsciousness again, and once again locking his cage door and forcing him into unwilling compliance.

After stopping the potential uprising inside her vessel's mind, a flash of movement caught Denclop‘s attention. As she once again picked it up a second later, Denclop’s head turned towards it and saw a mint-green pony heading into an alleyway across the street. Curious what reason a mare would have to be out at this time of night during breeding season, Denclop got up and slowly headed over to explore, keeping to the shadows and keeping her true self cloaked lest she be detected by her pursuers.

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Lyra had come here to this alleyway to not interrupt her housemate's sleep with her self-pleasure, her heat demanding her to be filled and rutted. As she pressed the enchanted dildo to her needing slit, no resistance was met as it slid right into Lyra's dripping hole and landed deep in her body. She sighed in pleasure after burying it almost completely inside her needing slit with her hoof, biting her lower lip as she then used her magic to pull it back out and jam it back in suddenly. She let out a soft cry as she felt it spread her, and sighed with relief as she felt her passage full again, finding her breeding instincts finally mellowing out again as long as the stallionhood stayed lodged between her legs.

Lyra thrust the dildo into herself again and again, her heat-addled brain firing on all cylinders as pleasure radiated through her body, simply needing more and more of that sensation to keep sane. She gave constant moans as she felt the dildo starting to pulse in her, and after a few more slow thrusts Lyra got up as she decided to try a new position so she could put the dildo deeper into herself. She wanted to feel it hilt in her again, to make her feel as full and satisfied as it had earlier. She stood in the traditional mating position, standing stiff with her rear legs widely spread and her tail flagged. before pressing the warm and throbbing dildo into herself again with another groan of pleasure.

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A couple minutes had passed since Denclop had made her slow crossing to the alley, moving as stealthily as possible. She knew Celestia had likely put out a warrant for her capture and wanted to pull as little attention to herself as possible, yet at the same time knew she had to encounter the needing mares to Gift them. As she reached the alley, Denclop heard a very loud groan, with it instantly piquing her attention. As she quickly closed the distance between her and the alley and looked inside, Denclop was instantly greeted by the sight of a mare’s puffy, mint–green slit being spread and pounded by...a disembodied penis? This strange “show” made Big Mac’s member start to harden as Denclop just stood there enjoying it, watching each thrust pound into the mare and each pull out giving him a glance at the pink insides of her slit.

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Lyra was oblivious to now being observed and moaned again as her new position let the faux–stallionhood penetrate very her deeply, her magic pressing it to the hilt as she felt the synthetic testicles at the base press against her. She continued to pound herself as deep as she could, tapping her cervix with the dildo's head with every thrust as she thought of being taken again by her foal-hood crush Crescent Moon. She fantasized again that this dildo was his now-stallion-sized member, him now a powerful adult as he made her his mare again – gripping her sides tight as he made his deep, claiming thrusts into her. She continued to work the dildo in and out hastily, a deep groan escaping her whenever the pleasure became too much, the sudden realization that she was doing this in public and could be caught at any moment only making her lust burn hotter.

A couple of minutes later, Lyra's inner muscles spasmed as she thought of Crescent hilting himself into her and groaning as he reached his peak, her in turn feeling the dildo throb harder as her own climax closed in. She cried out loud as her orgasm finally hit her, pressing the throbbing toy against her cervix and leaving it there as the tingling magic poured and shot directly into her womb. Lyra sunk gently to the ground as her orgasm surged through her, letting her legs give out as her powerful orgasm overtook her ability to stand – feeling the magic pressing into her deepest depths and making her mind overload at the sensation as she felt the shaft continue to throb in her tightly-squeezing chamber.

After Lyra's orgasm had diminished a short while later, she felt her heat return again as she realized in disappointment that the dildo had not satisfied her completely this time. With a moan she stood up and again assumed the breeding position, then with a magical tug she retrieved the dildo from her still-sensitive vagina before charging it up again and proceeding on to round two, hilting herself again with a moan.

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Recovering from the daze of watching the mare pleasure herself and finally realizing that there was a mare in need of her Gift standing right in front of her, Denclop started preparations to "help" the mare and to complete her Duty. She released the blue mist around Big Mac and inhaled deeply, starting the production of the extra seed she’d soon need as she watched the mare desperately try to sate herself. Denclop felt a tinge of pity for the poor, desperate mare.

Denclop said to herself, then took another deep breath of the mist. She would Gift this mare as she had the zebra. She would give this mare more than plenty of her vessel's seed to make a foal, with his balls already swollen before with that purple unicorn princess's Gift. Maybe this mare would even have twins!

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Lyra continued to pleasure herself, eyes closed as the intense sensations flowed through her from her over-sensitive slit and climbed up and down her spine. She was completely oblivious to the pink mist surrounding her as she was panting hard, inhaling a large amount of the mist and not even realizing it, the mist was completely odorless and flavorless now. Denclop had abandoned trying to coerce mares into breeding with her, realizing she just needed the effects of the mist. That she just needed for the mares to be paralyzed by their lust and need to be bred. To use their own instincts to aid her in fulfilling her Destiny.

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When Lyra suddenly felt her heat increase ten-fold, it felt as though somepony had lit a bonfire between her legs, her need amplifying to beyond what she'd ever before felt. She pulled out the dildo and threw it aside in frustration, knowing it wouldn't do her any further good. She needed another pony to satisfy her now.

As she considered going back to her house and begging Bon-Bon to rut her silly, Lyra felt her legs paralyze along with the rest of her body. She tried to squirm free, but discovered only her eyes and rear were able to move. She tried to cast a spell in her panic at suddenly being locked down, to try and counter whatever magic was being used to restrict her, but the silencing spell from Denclop had taken effect and Lyra's magic fizzled out as soon as the golden-yellow glow appeared on her horn.

Suddenly, Lyra felt a nip on her flank and her instincts took over, her tail flagging and curling over her back as her urine streamed down onto the alley’s ground, her clit winking to the pony behind her and making her need very evident. Lyra heard a sniffing from behind as the pony presumably smelled her urine or slit, determining if she was ripe for the taking. As she then suddenly felt a weight upon her flank as two large hooves started gripping her upper barrel tightly, she figured he'd determined she was. When she felt a nuzzle on her crest as she was mounted, she realized sharpish that she, a very fertile mare in heat, was suddenly being bred by a stallion she didn't even know!

Lyra tried to cry out 'wait', but her vocal cords were paralyzed before she could finish the word, only able to get out the first half before she was silenced. She then felt a very long, warm and hard object enter her already-spread lips, knowing in a millisecond what it was as her passage clasped around what it so longed for. She moaned as she felt the stallion's length sliding down her pre-lubed path, hilting to her cervix on the first thrust. She already knew what was happening and moaned hard as her body reacted to the phallic invader in full, her body finally getting the real thing instead of some toy and gripping it tightly within her, as though it would disappear if it let it lose for a second.

Lyra groaned at the fullness the stallionhood inside her provided and pushed back involuntarily, her body wanting to be filled and satisfied by the softly-throbbing length inside her. The stallion behind her apparently took that as a go-ahead and started to thrust very hard into her marehood, not holding back at all as he started a frantic pace of plowing into her and hilting her with each deep thrust. Lyra's body reacted out of her control, her hips moving back to meet his every thrust as she felt him rub her just right with each, sending waves of pleasure through her beyond what even her state-of-the-art dildo was capable of giving her, knowing then that nothing could compare to the real-life cock filling her.

Lyra suddenly heard a feminine voice in her head, confusing her pleasure–soaked mind;

A single tear streamed down Lyra’s cheek as she suddenly realized what the end result of this breeding would be, realizing she didn't want it to be like this. She didn't want to have a foal this way, put into her by somepony she didn't even know in an alleyway! She wanted it to be with Crescent, her special–somepony! Her body however didn't seem to agree, a jolt of pleasure racing up her spine and causing her mind to blank for a moment as she felt the stallion biting down on her neck now, gripping her crest roughly as he pounded into her.

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A loud moan escaped Lyra's lips as so many others had before while the rough pounding continued over five minutes later, with the stallion not having slowed a beat since he'd started, the wet sounds of his balls slapping her soaked teats and his now-sopping crotch meeting her rear echoing against the brick walls of the buildings beside them. When he'd started nuzzling and nipping gently at her neck, it caused her pleasure to spike with each touch, her mind moving to think about Crescent again as she was bred. Wait, she was...enjoying this?

Lyra moaned again as the stallion's cockhead rubbed deeply into her G-spot again, making her gasp and shiver at the sensation. Lyra didn't originally want this, but...it felt sooo gooood to be filled like this by an actual stallion, and to feel her heat being quenched by a real stallionhood. Sure the toys she and Bon-Bon used on each other helped get the edge off their heats prevented them from pouncing on any stallion in sight, but they were NOTHING compared to the real thing.

As Lyra felt the stallion throb again in her and send another burst of pre-cum inside, she moaned deeply as she thrust back on him, needing to feel him deeper. In response, the stallion continued to nuzzle and nip her neck as he pounded into her, causing Lyra to moan aloud at the stimulation she was getting. As Lyra felt her orgasm grow closer she imagined it was instead Crescent on her back plowing her depths, with that thought setting her that much closer to the point of no return.

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Minutes after, the already jackhammer-fast thrusts increased as Lyra felt herself finally reaching her peak. Apparently Denclop had released her grip on Lyra's vocal chords, because when the head of the Big Mac's penis started to flare inside her, Lyra suddenly cried out in her lust as she realized her fantasy from earlier was coming true, screaming out her desires to the mysterious stallion.

"B–Buck yeah, c–cum in me! GIVE ME A FOAL! GIVE ME A FOAAAAAAL!" Lyra cried out, then gasped and tensed up as she felt her vaginal muscles clench down hard on the fully-flared member so deep inside of her, a wave of intense pleasure overtaking her as she felt the stallion thrust deeply inside her one more time, his flared head probing her deepest barrier as he bottomed out in her.

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Denclop felt her mare start to clench around her vessel, feeling the warmth spray on her vessel's inner thighs as the mare released. She was glad for her feeling some relief, and would finish for this mare and give her the foal she'd cried out for, for her Destiny demanded it. Denclop continued to thrust roughly as she felt her vessel get nearer to climax, his throbs growing more insistent, then got him as deep into the needing mare as she could before finally letting go.

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When Lyra felt a sudden burst of warmth blossom deep inside her, she remembered back to the first time she’d done this with that cute little colt back in school. As she felt the second shot enter her depths, she accepted the fact that she knew she wouldn't be as "lucky" this time, and that she WOULD get pregnant from this breeding. This was not a little colt squirting his thin, immature spray into her, but instead a full–grown, mature stallion gushing his thick, virile cum into her. But was getting pregnant really such a bad thing? It sure didn't feel bad.

Lyra loosed a passionate cry, an intense burst of warmth blossoming through her as her body was wracked with pleasure, her pussy milking the once-unwanted rod and pulling more of this stallion's seed into her. Hearing a grunt from him at the increased tightness, she felt as he continued to thrust into her spazzing pussy, making her lull her head back and rub against the stallion's muzzle. She wanted to feel the closeness to another pony she'd not when she had cum alone earlier, wanted to feel the companionship she truly wanted most during her heats.

Lyra's first orgasm lasted a good minute, her shivering and moaning through it as she felt the unknown stallion continue to pump his load into her, making her orgasm stretch on and on as she constantly trembled beneath him. She could barely keep her legs from collapsing as the stallion's orgasm lasted seemingly forever, gushing non-stop into her passage.

After her first orgasm ended, Lyra suddenly whined as she felt herself clenching anew on the still-pumping and moving stallionhood as she started another orgasm, cumming again as the stallion's constant cumming overstimulated her to climax once more.

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After another while, just as her second orgasm was starting to ebb off, Lyra felt the final barrier between her fertile womb and the stallion's seed give out with the pressure of the constantly incoming bursts of cum. She felt a deep spreading as her cervix opened to the flood of semen pressing against it, crying out when she felt the stallion push himself even deeper into her. She felt his flare partially enter her womb, pushing the pool from her vagina inside and causing it to slide inside and pool at the bottom, the feeling of so much of the creamy warmth in her so deep now making her almost pass out from the pleasure.

When Lyra felt the sticky warmth of the stallion's seed start to spray even deeper inside her, into what must have been her very womb, it immediately set off another orgasm. Lyra’s pussy clenched down hard again, milking more foal-batter from the stallion as she shuddered and cried out through the third orgasm, loving every second of this now as her very core was filled and starting to expand quite a lot.

Him cumming in her felt so right to her, like her whole life had led up to this moment.

Like this was something she was always meant to do, whether with this stallion or Crescent Moon.

Like she was always meant to bear a foal.

~

After what felt like an eternity, with her womb then swelling heavily from the amount of seed forced into it, the stallion’s reserves finally seemed to run dry. Lyra noticed the weight lift off her back and then felt as the stallion dismounted her, his needs also very much sated judging by how uncomfortably full her belly felt. He pulled out and a flood of his seed gushed from her marehood and over her clit on the way down, causing Lyra to shudder one last time. The stallion then sniffed at her leaking pussy and chuffed, clearly proud of his job well done.

After the stallion had dismounted her, she heard the clip-clop of hoofsteps backing up. The feminine voice spoke in her head again: Lyra then heard the hoofsteps trotting away, increasing to a gallop a short distance away. She felt the magic release her body from its grip and she collapsed to the wet alley ground, her legs giving out as she panted on the ground in her afterglow, gasping for air as she recovered from four huge orgasms in under ten minutes.

Wanting to see the mysterious stallion who had given her a foal, Lyra looked up and saw a candy-apple-red stallion galloping away, seeing the green half-apple cutie mark on his flank. She saw his still-wet and dripping member flopping between his back legs as he galloped away, watching him until he turned a corner and left her sight. She gasped as she realized the stallion's identity – it was 'Big' Macintosh Apple! She had seen him deliver apples to the apple cart she bought from whenever she was in the market district, and had even bought a few from him directly!

As she noticed the huge, warm mass in her belly again, she reached a hoof up to it and rubbed over the swollen flesh, the feeling of over-fullness even still pleasant to her as she felt her heat completely gone now – surely nothing a toy could do! Her energy depleted again, she collapsed to the ground and felt tears welling up in her eyes, unsure if they were of sadness or of joy, this whole series of events leaving Lyra feeling as though she'd accomplished something she'd long wanted, yet unhappy as to how and with whom it had occurred.

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Denclop trotted away with Big Mac's head held high, not having felt so dominating over a mare since she was in the zebra homeland, and never having filled a mare so much since then as well! Despite her initial rush however, she didn't have the lasting satisfaction of cuddling with the mare, nor of giving her comfort in her loneliness. She decided to give future mares a chance to submit to her 'gift', having tried being forceful, but getting more satisfaction from them submitting willingly and spending some time with them after Gifting them.

If the mares refused her Gift, however, she would still give it to them. Denclop still needed to fulfill her Destiny after all, whether her subjects were ready or not.

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Ten minutes later, Ponyville’s Royal Guard Station reported in:

To: Princess Celestia/Princess Luna

From: Ponyville Guard Station #5

RE: Lyra Heartstrings

Reporting one Lyra Heartstrings walking inside the guard station.

Lyra's belly was very heavily swollen and her vulva was dripping semen onto the floors.

Lyra had tearstains running down her cheeks.

Lyra reported being magically incapacitated, then non-consensually bred by a citizen of Ponyville. She also claimed to have heard a feminine voice in her head saying that it was 'gifting her' and that its 'duty was now fulfilled for her.'

After Lyra was released from the magic binds, she reported seeing Macintosh Apple of the Apple Clan running away from the alley he'd bred with her in, then turning a corner and heading deeper into Ponyville.

– Corporal Nightwing

The message was relayed to Princess Celestia immediately via scroll upon it being written, along with a request for her orders for the guards. She read them with a sigh, vision blurring because of the tears starting to form as she felt pity for that poor mare. Celestia looked to Princess Twilight and Zecora, and simply said: “'It' is loose in Ponyville.”

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After cleaning up some and being released from the Royal Guard Station after giving her statements, Lyra had gone home and was met at the door by a teary Bon-Bon. Bon-Bon had been informed by a teleported scroll of the incident and asked to care for her during her time of need, with the scroll also explaining the details of what Lyra had reported. They hugged and Bon-Bon scolded Lyra for being so stupid as to go out at night alone in her full–blown heat, wishing she would have just woke her up to help her with her needs if they were that bad.

Bob-Bon then looked down to her friend's very swollen belly and could only cry some more, feeling that this was entirely her fault.

Lyra could only hug Bon–Bon and cry alongside her, though wasn't really sure how to feel about the incident herself. It had been against her will originally...but it had felt so good, so right! She hadn't wanted a foal this way, but...

After going inside Lyra took a long, warm shower, cleaning the rest of the caked-on mess of semen and her fluids she'd missed at the guard station from her mare-parts as well as she could and letting her overworked muscles relax some. After making herself as clean and relaxed as possible, Lyra settled down in bed with Bon-Bon, wanting the comfort of being with her closest friend as she dealt with her internal ordeal – to help ground her uncertain mind as she contemplated likely having a foal in eleven months. She fell asleep shortly after, sleeping surprisingly peacefully after such an occurrence.

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During the night Big Mac's sperm swam in Lyra's tract, seeking out their only goal of her egg. The next morning as Lyra awoke to breakfast in bed and an apologetic hug served by Bon-Bon, a sperm and her egg united, conceiving the child she was so unsure about, but would love regardless.

In eleven months, Lyra would learn that this night was really a blessing in disguise.