Twilight, Summoning Sexual Gratification
Twilight, Summoning Sexual Gratification
Twilight Sparkle flipped through the dusty brown tome in front of her. Her lavender eyes were bloodshot, her eyebrows pressed close enough to each other that any closer would have them trading places, and her frown was as low as it could get without leaving her face. The candle seemed to grow dimmer with every moment she stayed awake.
"How hard can it be to find the right spell? I just need to dig a new well in the right spot," she said to herself and then slammed the book shut.
She often wondered what organizational system the magic that made the new castle used when it put all of her old library's books into the castle library. She suspected it used no system at all.
She levitated the book she'd been reading off the table and onto one of the many stacks on the floor, then looked around at the shelves of books radiating out from the center of the library.
"Eenie, meanie, meenie, oh I don't care! That one!" Her voice echoed off the books as she trotted down one of the aisles.
"Aerodynamics of Pegasi, Earth Pony Nutrition, Dragon Scale Jewelry... Really! What is the theme on this shelf? Eradication of Bedbugs, Summoning Sexual Gratification, Parasprytes As Pets- Wait! What was that last one?"
"Summoning Sexual Gratification? Could there be a book like that in the library? I don't remember it from the old one. Maybe the magic that made the castle made it too... I- I should get back to looking for that spell..."
Twilight continued plodding down the aisle but her eyes kept turning back. The book seemed to catch the dim light of the library and shine with it.
"Well, I have been working all night. It probably wouldn't hurt to read a book just for fun instead of work," she said to herself while walking back to the book.
She levitated the book free of the shelf as quietly as she could. Even though she was alone in the library, something about hoofing through a book with a title like "Summoning Sexual Gratification" made her feel like someone was watching her. The invisible eyes of imagined judges pressed on her for a moment, but she shook it off and brought the book back to her table.
"It'll be fine. It's probably not even really a spell book. Probably just some smut that I can think about when I curl into bed later."
Twilight set the book down and opened it to the middle. Experience told her that was where things usually got interesting in smut books.
"Phallus Portal Creation and Control. Hm. I guess it really is a spell book. It probably wouldn't hurt to try just one..." she said.
Her horn began to glow as she focused on the words, shapes, and emotions the instructions told her to hold in her mind. Spells were the most difficult the first time, when all of the pieces seemed to barely jangle together. Of course, after she'd done it once, it would be easy enough to do as many times as she liked.
About a foot in front of her a small hole began to form in the middle of the air. Through it the head of a large, hard, red phallus began to emerge. By the time her horn had stopped glowing, the head of the red cock was little more than an inch from her face.
"Nice! It's so real," she said
Twilight gave the disembodied prick a little flick with one of her hooves. It bounced up and down obligingly and a few clear drops of pre-come scattered to the floor.
"So. Very. Realistic," she said, her head bobbing up and down to match its rhythm.
She stuck out her pink little tongue and licked the very tip of the floating cock in front of her. The salty-sweet taste of the pre-come was just like she remembered. She was impressed with the level of realism this spell had manifested. She took the head between her lips and began sucking greedily, taking the length of the shaft as far down her throat as she could before backing off to just the head, while her front hooves worked her sweating pussy and flicked her tiny clit.
"I think it got bigger just now," she said after breaking away from the cock floating in front of her.
She concentrated again and brought the cock down to the floor. It seemed to stick up from the grey flagstones, as if the castle itself had grown a hard one, just for her. she sprawled out near it, and began licking along the bottom of the shaft, up to the sensitive space just beneath the head. She let her tongue dance along that tiny V and felt the member twitch, pulse, and shudder as it it were attached to a real colt.
"Oh, Big Mac, I can see why they call you "Big" now!" she said, pretending the cock belonged to Apple Jack's brother. "You'd like to do what to me? Oh, I don't know if you should do that to a princess. Well, if you can't stop yourself, I guess I'll just have to help you out."
She stood above the massive rod and slowly lowered her hot and wet pussy down onto it. The girth was bigger than any real cock she'd ever taken, but was close to the same size as her favorite black dildo. The way her tight cunny stretched around her made it clear though, that it was just a little thicker than her favorite toy.
"Oh! By Celestia's wings! You're huge, Big Mac! You want me to ride it hard and fast? Well, I'm inexperienced, but I can try," she said, imagining that the summoned magical cock was Big Mac's.
She slide up the length of the massive cock and then slammed back down, her rump rippling as it hit the stone floor. Every few strokes up and down the huge member stretching her dripping cunny, she wrap her tail around the length of it and then whip it away. She could feel the massive piece of meat quiver just within her snatch every time the end of her tail flicked free.
"You like that, don't you Big Mac? You like fucking your princess, don't you. Fuck me harder, Big Mac!"
She slammed down hard, driving the entire length of the cock as deep as it would go, then lifted up, faster with each repetition. A soft gleam of sweat began to coat her purple mane as she worked her aching snatch up and down the magically summoned cock. She felt a slow heat begin to build between her hind legs, starting to fill her entire body with a tingling not unlike the feel of magic flowing through her horn.
"Yeah! That's- that's it! Fuck your- your princess! Fuck princess hard, you big, nasty, dirty, earth pony! Fuck your alicorn princess like the dirty filly she is!"
She continued to talk dirty to her imaginary lover while she worked herself up and down the rod which seemed to spring from the floor. After a few more minutes, she froze still, her front hooves clacking solidly on the flagstones, her rear legs spreading wide, and she ground her aching snatch down tight on the massive cock she'd summoned. A guttural moan escaped her lips, then a sharp gasp, followed by a string of awkward giggles.
"Oh... oh dear Celestia! That was fantastic. I'm going to have to remember this spell," she said as she pulled herself off the still hard and twitching rod.
"You've helped me out so much. I wonder if you can come?"
She started licking the long rod again, the salty sweet of her own snatch thick on it only served to urge her on. Her deft tongue traveled up and down the length until she took the tip into her mouth once more and began to suck with all the strength she had left, while letting her tongue constantly dance around the tip.
She felt it start to throb and then the taste of hot come filled her mouth to the point of overflowing. Huge drops of sticky white come dropped form the corners of her mouth and splatted on the floor between her hind legs, despite the fact that she swallowed as fast as she could. At last the spasms stopped and she reluctantly pulled herself free of her magical partner.
"Well, thank you, Big Mac. I'll be sure to keep you in mind the next time I need someone to punish a little princess," she said and then giggled at herself.
She concentrated her magic once more, watched the steadily deflating cock recede into a fissure in the air, that could not exist without magic, then shelved the book on top of one of the many shelves.
"Wouldn't want Spike finding that one," she said.
She mopped up the spots left on the floor from her own excitement and from the rod she'd summoned with a few towels from the bathroom attached to the library. When she was certain what was left would dry by morning, she pushed the table over it to hide it just in case, and went up the long stairs to her bedroom.
"At least in the new castle Spike has his own room, so I won't bother him by coming in late or by doing anything else I feel like doing."
She pushed open the door to her large bedroom, stumbled to the soft and welcoming bed, and crashed face first into the downy pillows. She started to rub her now oversensitive clit and cunny, but fell asleep with her hooves firmly between her legs before she could reach another climax. Her dreams kept her hooves gently teasing her purple furred body for the rest of the night, even if she wasn't awake to notice.
When the light of morning pushed in through her window the next day, she fell out of bed, pushed herself up from the floor, stumbled into a half dozen statues, and didn't really wake up until she was half-way though her morning bath.
After she was presentable, Twilight made her way down to the chamber of thrones, where her friends would be waiting for their daily meeting. She wasn't completely sure what they were supposed to be doing, with her as the Princess of Friendship and them as her- What? Consorts? But she made sure they'd be doing whatever they were supposed to be doing on a schedule!
"Twilight! You're late! We've got some serious problems!" Apple Jack said as Twilight walked into the great chamber of thrones.
"What's wrong Apple Jack?" Twilight asked.
"Well, it's a might embarrassin', but keep an open mind. Ya see... Well, Big Mac, you see, he had a... well he thought it was a dream at first, but then maybe it wasn't..."
"Just spit it out already!"
"His doo-da vanished for an hour last night, but he could still feel it, and stuff happened to it, and he's really worried!" Apple Jack said and then collapsed into her throne.
"He- what now?" Twilight asked.
"Don't make me say it again, Sugar cube."
"Did anyone else see it missing?" Twilight asked.
"Um. Well, no, but..."
"It was probably just a nightmare. I'll be sure to ask Princess Luna about it," Twilight said.
She spent the rest of the meeting trying not to look at Apple Jack, but she couldn't help glancing at her and thinking of what she'd spent last night doing with Big Mac's "doo-da." What would her friends think if they ever found out the truth? She'd have to destroy, er no, hide that spell book where none of them would ever see it.
She vowed to herself never to use the spells in that blasted book again.
She also vowed to invite Big Mac over for dinner and a sleep over.
