The Seeds of Chaos

“Ponyville, The Chaos Capital of the World”

Those had been his words. Despite her best efforts to block them out, even while attempting to use the Elements of Harmony to defeat him, Twilight Sparkle found herself reflecting on this statement.

Chaos was something so alien to her. So different than how she, ever organized and always prepared Twilight Sparkle ever acted. Chaos was something better left to others, like Rainbow Dash and the disorganized mess she called a home, or Pinkie Pie’s sad excuse for a planner. Twilight still wondered idly how Pinkie had kept up with her parties, even before the events of Discord’s sudden rise to power.

Twilight may have been the element of magic, but she was also one of order and readiness. The concept of Chaos made her nauseous. How could it possibly appeal to anypony or anything? Chaos was the very opposite of her personality. Chaos meant a loss of control. How could anypony wish for that? Why would you want to not be in charge, not have anypony at all in charge? Being the control freak she was, this very idea scared her. Yet somehow, somewhere in the depths of her mind, another thought occurred.

What if Chaos wasn’t so bad?

What if she didn’t have to have everypony and all their various affairs in order?

What then?

Her hooves clopped lightly on the pavement as she continued to tread, head hung low, through what used to be Ponyville. A cotton candy cloud continually dumped a never ending wave of chocolate milk into her mane and all over her body. She looked around sadly, realizing just how far gone her world was. Then suddenly, the sun set and she was plunged into darkness. As she blinked, attempting to adjust to the new lighting and get the chocolate milk out of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Discord illuminated in the moonlight. His silhouette was utterly unmistakable as he stood in what she thought used to be the town square, but couldn’t be sure. His mismatched body was washed in silver, and even without her full sight, she knew he was staring at her. She could feel his gaze boring into her skin, looking her over with a strange fascination. She could almost swear she felt him smile.

Suddenly, it was daylight again. She blinked, and Discord was gone, only to reappear right beside her. He seemed to be in the middle of a laughing fit.

“Twilight, you’ve got to see what I just did!” He exclaimed, clearly proud of some new handy work that she would undoubtedly find a disgusting example of what he embodied. Pure, unadulterated chaos. She was quickly proven right, as she watched a poor pony, possibly Cheerily but she wasn’t sure, being what can only be described as assaulted by a giant pepper shaker the hung over her in mid air, forcing the poor mare to sneeze almost nonstop. Then suddenly the buildings that stood around her, or at least they’d looked like buildings, collapsed behind her.

Discord laughed harder. “Priceless!” The Draconequus cried out, now almost in stitches.

Twilight watched on, the biggest part of her mind somewhere between disgusted and sad, but not entirely. A small piece of her stifled a giggle that almost made its way out. The incident had been rather entertaining after all, hadn’t it? The wholly unplanned, illogical thing was a little funny, right? No. No, of course not. Or at least she told herself this, and closed her eyes.

Discord frowned. “Come now, Twilight Sparkle. You have to get into the spirit of things!” He told her, as he pulled a paper cone from nowhere and promptly began to devour the cloud that had been over her head. “After all, this is your new home!”
Slowly, the lavender pony looked up and took in her surroundings. No. No, she couldn’t let herself buy in. Not even if, in a way, it was appealing. There was a simplistic beauty to the Chaos that she couldn’t deny. Total equality. With no one ruling in any discernible form or fashion, all was left to chance. This meant all was fair and balanced. How could anypony argue with a system like that? Still, she fought the impulse. “Not anymore.” She murmured, as she trudged back to her library. Though she didn’t see it, the color began to leech out of her fur.

Surely, Twilight thought, surely I can’t be looking at this as a long term thing, can I? She had to wonder. In a way, the Chaos made sense. In its own right, it was just as reasonable as her own organized system. Her system exhausted the individual mentally, forcing them to keep up with many things in order to have what society called a successful life. Order meant that one had certain obligations to fulfill to avoid being scored. With Chaos, there was no such exhaustion. One simply lived, and you did your best to enjoy whatever came your way. No one had any more control over their circumstances than any other pony. Something about it…

Twilight shut the door and took a few steps toward the stairs. She once more tried to harden her heart against the Chaos. Spike would be waiting upstairs for her, and then they’d leave. They’d go away, somewhere Discord’s Chaos couldn’t reach. She’d almost made up her mind to do just that when a mysterious popping sound at her door caused her to turn around and gasp as she locked eyes with an intruder.

There he stood in his full glory. Four times her height, made up of more parts than any living thing could be. The head and mane of a pony, the body of an otter, the tail of a dragon. His back legs were that of a pony and a lizard, but his front two were a chicken’s and a lion’s. The two mismatched wings, one feathered and one bat-like, complimented the two differing horns, a Deer’s and something even Twilight couldn’t name with her encyclopedic knowledge of almost everything. Then there was his fang, over reaching the left side of his lips. What it came from, Celestia only knew, and maybe not even her. There he stood, Discord the Draconequus. Bringer of Chaos and Disharmony.

He was a hideous sight. Or, at least, he should’ve been.

As if he could read her thoughts, he smiled.

“Twilight Sparkle, I can see it you know.” He told her, his grin becoming a mischievous one. Yet now, there was no real malice behind it. “You’re intrigued. And why shouldn’t you be? Little miss organized had to want a taste of something different at least once in her life, didn’t she?”

As he spoke, Twilight felt herself being drawn to him. He was the master of Chaos. If she wanted to learn it from anyone, it was him. She took a step towards him. Lavender began creeping back into her hooves.

“There’s a good little mare.” He encouraged, opening his arms as if to hug her and leaning down to her height.

She took another step, and then paused, staring deeply into his eyes. The thought of how insane this was, whatever was about to happen was something that shouldn’t. He was the bad guy, the villain, the destroyer of her home and her closest friendships. The Princess needed her! This probably would’ve snapped her out of the whole thing, if he hadn’t spoken again, this time right in her ear.

“You’re a very curious mare, aren’t you Twilight?” Discord murmured, running the lion paw across her cheek, a line of vibrant color sprouting across her face as where it touched. “A very, very curious mare. Don’t you want to learn a little something from old Discord?”

He had her now, and she knew it. There was nothing that was going to pull her away from him at this moment. Even though she couldn’t see it, her color had entirely returned, joined by a light blush creeping over her cheeks.

“I’m so very old, you know. Older even than your dear, dear Celestia. Over the course of my life, I’ve learned many things, and many tricks.” He now ran his tongue over her ear. A snakes, perhaps? She wondered for a second, feeling shivers go down her spine as he continued. “I’ve learned all sorts of powerful magic, things I couldn’t teach you in ten life times! Things that could make your very soul bleed, but things that could bring you the highest reaches of happiness.”

For a second, he paused. A strange, even sad look crossed his odd eyes as he backed away to stare into her face again and at that second Twilight realized that even if he was a bringer of Chaos, he wasn’t evil. He was old, older than any living thing should be. Maybe even immortal. What a curse, to never be able to die. Without death, how could you live? One day simply bled into the next, a never ending cycle. Had he even been truly born? There was no ending, so was there really ever a beginning? But the creature speaking again pulled her from her philosophical thoughts.

Discord pulled away, his face no longer facing hers as he brought himself behind the mare, putting his head down to where it lined up with her own, side by side. “I’m so very, very old, Twilight Sparkle. So very, very old, and so very, very lonely.”

It was wrong, oh so wrong, but that was precisely what made it so right to the lavender female. She felt herself becoming wet in anticipation. The seductive tone in his voice was unmistakable, and the way he was on her now, so close to fully mounting her. She wanted it, she wanted this forbidden awful thing, and she knew it. For a second, she had to wonder what animals exactly would make up his genitalia.

“Care to help me with that, Twilight Sparkle? Care to help an old, lonely Draconequus, the only one of his kind feel a little less lonely?” Discord whispered, caressing her cheek with his paw again, as he brought his face around to kiss her, an act that would be impossible with traditional ponies but was made doable by his elongated body.

The first one was almost sweet and was all too short for Twilight, who had never experienced anything like it. There weren’t a lot of stallions around in Ponyville and when she’d lived in Canterlot she hadn’t had time for such things and such urges as they forced themselves onto her now. She could feel Discord smile as she let him reluctantly pull away, something maybe even resembling love in his eyes but she couldn’t be sure before their lips met again for a second kiss, one that was now hungry and passionate. This was a lesson Twilight had never read about in any books or learned about through her studies. This was all new, and she had a distinct feeling it wasn’t going to end here.

As Discord’s tongue began to explore her mouth, she felt something nudge against her now positively dripping marehood. She felt herself starting to lose total control of her body as she gave in to the kiss, allowing her own tongue to roam freely, tasting him. Like Cotton Candy and Chocolate Milk. Discord seemed to savor her as well, holding himself back from thrusting into her. Not just yet.

“You, my dear, are quite obviously a virgin.” He stated with laughter in his gaze.

Twilight blushed, and quickly began to stutter out an apology and any sort of explanation she could come up with. Discord just laughed and put a claw to her lips. “There’s nothing wrong with that, Twilight. Nothing at all. We all were once, you know.” He kissed her again before adding. “But I think I’m going to have a little fun with this.”

With that, Discord picked up Twilight and lay her down on her side on a couch that seemed impossibly soft and fragrant to the mare, smelling of nothing but roses. Not to mention, she knew she didn’t have a couch right there in her library, as it stood in front of a bookshelf. She lifted up her hoof, shocked to see rose petals of all shapes, sizes, and colors fall away. Discord smiled. Twilight looked up at him and almost started to ask, but then recalled she was dealing with the embodiment of Chaos. If Chaos said there should be a rose petal couch in her library, than it was going to be there whether she wanted it to be or not.

Slowly, the Draconequus parted her legs with his paw. He was gentle, which surprised Twilight. She could see his massive erection, and felt herself blush. It was a dragon’s; she recognized it from her readings for Spike’s growth phases. Just the same, it seemed like he truly cared for her, cared for her first time to be special. She was quite certain no stallion would ever create a bed of rose petals for her to lay on, not that it was particularly fair to judge them based on that. Still, she was nervous, but the wetness seeping out of her gave away how badly she wanted him.

The lavender mare gasped and felt her entire body tense as Discord gave his first well placed lick. He chuckled quietly, savoring the taste of her sex. The last creature he’d done this with had turned him to stone, he recalled, as this one likely would as well, but those were concerns for another day. He licked again, his pronged tongue able to lick both sides just around Twilight’s clit, causing her to gasp again in pleasure. Nopony had ever done this to her before, and she craved more. Discord’s stopping and starting was driving her crazy.

“Don’t stop.” The mare moaned, and a devilish grin lit up Discord’s face.

“As you wish, my dear.” He spoke with a shrug, before starting again. He continued working both sides of her simultaneously, faster and the slower again and again. Small, quick moans began to escape Twilight’s throat as she bit her lip fiercely, trying to contain herself and keep her composure which was cracking more and more quickly. Discord began to speed up again, using the length of his tongue to now reach the area directly above her clit as his prongs worked the thing itself.

Twilight’s hips bucked involuntarily as she came the first time, but Discord didn’t quit there. He wasn’t going to quit until she said stop. After all, she had asked him not to, hadn’t she?

The mare grabbed a clump of rose petals with her hoof (Though magic likely would've been more effective, she lacked the focus for it) and stuffed them into her mouth, attempting to quiet her own sounds. Spike was upstairs; she couldn’t start shouting at the top of her lungs. Another wave of orgasmic pleasure came through her as she came again and her eyes shot wide, biting down hard on her hoof to contain her scream. Discord chuckled, but continued onward until she came a third time and couldn’t take it any longer.

“Take me, Discord!” She shrieked, now all semblance of her normal self now absent. Twilight Sparkle was hardly present, she just knew what she wanted, and what she needed, and that Discord could give it to her.

On her command, Discord thrust his cock into her marehood. She gasped at the pain but also the pleasure, just trying to adjust to the sensation before Discord began to pull out and thrust again, and again, slowly finding a rhythm as Twilight grew used to the new feeling. Despite the pain, it was good, oh so good, and she didn’t want it to stop. He hips once again began to buck involuntarily, her sensitive pussy craving ever more stimulation.

Discord began to go faster, loving the expression of utter bliss but also concentration on Twilight’s face. Obviously, even with her earlier outburst, she was trying to quiet down again. But the concentration would have to go. He’d make her forget. This beautiful little mare… She reminded him so much of Celestia, a thought that did nothing but urge on his rock hard erection as he thrust more and more quickly into her tight little body.

“Discord, don’t stop, oh don’t stop.” She almost whimpered, needing more. “Please, Discord. Faster, harder.”

Suddenly, the Draconequus picked up Twilight Sparkle and pushed her body against the wall as he continued to screw her. The unexpected pain and deepness of his next thrust caused her to moan again. “You like that, don’t you, Twilight?” He almost snarled as he began to reach his peak. But he’d satisfy her one last time before he did so. If nothing else, his immortal life had provided him ample time to learn to control his cock.

“You like it a little rough, don’t you?”

“Yes, Discord. Rough. Don’t stop.” Came the mare’s voice, close to incoherent. Twilight didn’t want to think anymore. She didn’t want to be in control. She just wanted Discord to go harder, faster, deeper.

“What do you want from me, Twilight?” He murmured, sounding amused. “You’ll have to tell me.”

“More.” She responded, trying to form a better thought but failing.

“More what?” He questioned in an almost sing-song voice.

“More… More…” She muttered in between panting. Her eyes opened wide, all at once furious and insatiably horny. “Fuck me harder, damnit!” She shouted, seeming to surprise even herself with the outburst but not seeming to care.

Discord was only too happy to oblige, sliding the entire length of his member up into her and back out again, tossing her slightly against the wall with every thrust. He looked down at her now closed eyes, wide open panting mouth. The concentration had vanished.

He thrust once more, a quick, sharp motion that made Twilight scream in pain and pleasure as she came again and Discord released his load. For a moment, they stood like that. Then he pulled out, and lay her down at her staircase.

Twilight looked at him through tired, confused eyes, but extremely happy ones. There was no doubt that the mare was exhausted. Discord snapped, and a small pile of cotton candy created a place for her to sleep.

“There we are, Twilight Sparkle. There we are.” He murmured, as he shut her eyes for her. When they’d closed, he sent of pulse of magic through his fingers. She didn’t open them, just gave a yawn and turned over in her magic induced sleep. With a deep sigh, he ran his chicken hand’s claw down her back. Her color began to leak out again, and dissipate, leaving a dull shade of grey in its wake. He then pressed the claw to her forehead, and pulsed his magic again. The memory would now be erased. She’d wake up and go on as though their little adventure had never happen. Mostly, at least. He couldn’t quite bring himself to take it all away. What would remain were the seeds of Chaos he’d sowed deep within her brain. So deep, they may never have seen the light of day again.

Then again, the immortal being pondered as he stepped out of her home and into his beautiful world of Chaos, quietly shutting the door. He snapped his claw, and even through the door, he heard Twilight stir and began to make her way up the stairs, shouting for Spike.

Then again, Discord thought with a small smile. Then again, maybe they would.