Depression & Adultery

  Then came that night. When I followed her,

after seeing her don a disguise-

Heading somewhere she never told me about.

I planned on scooping her up and tickling her

before kissing her like I often did.

But I was intrigued. Was she going to get me something in secret?

She didn't need to give me any gifts.

If anything, I owed her,

for making my life so wonderful.

I followed her as she went into the guard barracks behind the castle.

then...

  I found Twilight.

A stallion balls deep in her.

She was wearing her disguise.

A bit of magic that she learned after emulating some Changeling refugees.

Her secret identity was the persona called, Dawn Shine.

She's a dull pink mare with neat curled lavender mane.

Dawn was a 'castle maid;' she and I were 'best friends;'

we could go to town and shop for stuff for Twilight

since Twilight didn't want too much media attention.

The press made siege to the castle, and the mane 5

had to come to her with their husbands for tea.

The population liked, congratulated, and ignored me,

seeing how introverted I was,  when they found out about our relationship,

then marriage. They were all over Twilight, though.

I didn't care, so long as she was happy.

She said she didn't care, so long as I was happy.

Her 'love' for me made her able to ignore the press.

That melted my heart.

  I still remembered.

I was still there.

I am still there.

There is Dawn Shine.

Twilight Sparkle in disguise.

Flash Sentry, one of my most loyal guards, is balls deep in her.

I'm already feeling sorry that the poor guy has been caught up in this crap.

He's not going to have an easy time surviving the wrath of my in-laws;

I'm not going to have an easy time defending him.

He doesn't deserve any of this. None of it is his fault.

  The adultress always gets more flak than the adulturer in Equestria, it seems.

Kinda the opposite of earth.

They sympathize with the stallion- inwardly assuming she beat her husband.

Kinda the opposite of earth.

  Twilight's wedding ring is not visible on Dawn Shine's horn.

Before Flash can ask me

why his Prince-Cosort is barging in on him in the middle of a good time with his mare-friend,

I remove the wedding band from my finger.

Because of the magical enchantments put on them by Princess Mi Amore Cadenza,

as my ring slips off, hers does as well.

Because the rings have been removed, Princess Cadence will instantly know

that there's something wrong.

There is no way to remove the rings

unless there has been a great disturbance in the love between the two wearers.

And a great disturbance there has been.

  Her disguise spell, confused by the appearance of a foreign object

that was previously disguised, breaks.

Poor Flash Sentry finds out who Dawn Shine really is.

His well-endowed horse-cock--

much bigger than mine ever could be,

goes limp like a popped baloon.

His face goes pale.

His eyes turn to Twilight Sparkle's.

'Y-you are...'

Twilight says nothing.

Flash slaps her muzzle. 'You-youyouyou...'

He backs off the bed, dropping his plot on the floor.

He bolts into his bathroom and locks the door. I don't blame the poor bastard.

...

'Anon-- I--'

"I understand."

  I really did. Now I understood everything.

The gifts that she bought me when I was feeling down.

The continued experiments and tests that I continued to allow her to perform on my body and mind.

When she 'confessed' love to me

when I told her of my plans to move out of her Castle and make a life of my own.

How everything in the relationship seemed so mechanical and practiced on her part,

even the sex, though she insisted how wonderful I was...

How I suspected that her 'orgasms' were entirely fake only when we were fucking,

and never when I was using my fingers,

since they were the only things that really could please her.

  I really did want to please her first and foremost.

I wouldn't let myself orgasm until she insisted that I did.

If she didn't like me to cum, I would have waited until she slept to get off.

Even though she lied so emphatically that she convinced me that I was better than any pony,

how she told me all the time that she was the luckiest mare in the world...

and I would tell her that I was

the luckiest man

in existence...

  I was still that cold, hard, mean person when we were just friends

she couldn't soften my depression fast enough,

even though she succeeded.

But she couldn't do it with mere friendship.

She needed to give me something more.

She didn't like me;

she just wanted me for her science experiments.

She would dive into my mind and memories,

learning all of the technologies that humanity had.

She loved to spend hours with me,

traveling through my memories.

I would kiss her.

Because I loved her.

And it only

reminded her

that she 'loved' me.

I ignored the front she put up.

I was in denial.

So desperate for love and affection.

  Cadance was right.

I was obsessed.

  I was desperate.

Oh God, I was

SO, so desperate

for love and affection.

I couldn't even wrap my head

around the idea

that she would lie to me.

Couldn't understand

that it could be possible.

She was my everything.

She was the reason

I kept living.

Living.

Living was a gift

with her.

It was no longer a torment.

I could comprehend the idea, then,

that Life was precious.

was precious.

was.

  I walked from the barracks.

A fast walk.

The walk one made when they were 'storming' out or in somewhere.

Twilight only caught up to me when I reached the station.

She had to fly.

She probably had to clean my poor guard's cum off herself.

She had crocodile tears in her eyes.

'Anon, I'm sorry! I didn't mean t-'

I back-handed her,

knocking her out of the air

and back onto her belly

as she cried for being caught.

The crowd around the train station gasped.

I noticed tears running down my own cheeks.

My left hand still held the wedding ring.

Cadance's enchantments were strong with it.

I held onto it,

so she would be able to track me down

and possibly talk to, or at least console me.

I had a train ride for it.

I might use royal privilege to get one of the front coaches all to myself.

My right hand reached to my head,

where my circlet still wrapped around my head.

I was crowned prince when we were married.

It wasn't anything important to me.

I didn't care about being Prince.

I thought that was just another reason

that she loved me.

  Now, my princehood was less than important.

I removed the circlet, glancing at the beautiful work of smithing.

It was elegant and dainty,

yet masculine at the same time.

A green gem in the center.

"A lie," I said. "It was all a LIE!"

I threw the circlet to the ground right before her,

watching it break in two.

I spat at where it was.

The train whistled.

Twilight stayed where she was,

still crying.

I was still crying.

I turned my back on her,

then hopped onto the train while it was just starting to move.

  I took my seat in the royal coach.

The inspector came by. He'd seen the exchange.

I handed him the bit-cost for the ticket,

and a little extra, asking him,

"Please, see to it I'm not disturbed."

I knew he could see the tears

still flowing down my face.

He only nodded and scuttled off.

I locked the door behind him.

Cadance teleported into the coach.

I saw her eyes.

They were full of fury,

but not towards me.

I think her connection to the rings,

or her powers as Princess of Love

let her know.

  She hugged me.

And held me.

I couldn't do anything

but cry into her chest.

The whole trip, it seemed.

It wasn't the whole trip.

At least an hour, though,

I cried into her chest.

She didn't speak.

She didn't tell me sweet lies

about how it's gonna be okay.

She knew I was now back

to stage 1. Depressed again.

She knew why I was going to Canterlot.

She didn't challenge me.

How could she?

All her plans had failed.

In my heart, I knew that she felt betrayed, too.

Twilight lied to her, too.

  I lay in her arms and wings,

pretending to sleep.

  I knew what it was.

It was my fault.

I didn't see the signs.

I wasn't good enough for her.

My dick.

Short, misshapen, too dry, and too thin.

She told me it was wonderful.

Liar.

  I was no lover for her.

I was her science experiment.

She had to love me

to keep me in her grip.

She had to marry me, too.

I was nothing

but an inconvenience to her.

But she still could find satisfaction.

Just needed a guard

to scratch her itch.

When my fingers didn't do the job.

And poor private Sentry

was caught up in this shit.

It really isn't his fault he's bigger than I.

I had thought my stamina would have satisfied her...

"It's not his fault."

I whispered to Cadance.

'I know,' she said.

She must have known about the disguises

when I took off the rings.

Like I said, those rings that she makes for marriages-- really powerful.

They can tell her everything.

I wanted Cadance to know about our connection

and bond while we were married.

Because of the rings, she could check on it whenever she wanted.

I asked her to put on whatever enchantments she could

that she didn't already when we got married.

I wanted her to know and feel everything,

feel our love for each other.

I wanted to let her know always that her plan had worked.

I wanted to thank her for not giving up on me.

She was responsible for me finally having joy in life.

Now, she was the only thing left for me to hold.

The train reached the station.

I stood up quickly- then kissed her forehead.

It's platonic.

A sign of deep, deep friendship.

I knew she was married.

I'm not going to rebound on her.

I'm not that desperate.

At least, not any more.

All that construct-

that love and ability to love and live-

which Cadance built in me through Twilight-

broken.

"Thank you so much," I whispered.

  I left the train, storming again.

Every pony made way.

They saw the tears, still in my eyes.

I heard Cadance teleport away somewhere behind me.

I hope she went to warn Sun-butt.

  15 Minutes later...

I burst into Celestia's chambers.

There was only one thing on my mind.

I saw Cadance in the room at the edge of my vision.

I ignored her.

'Anonymous- I heard ab-'

I grabbed her by the collar and threw her into her cushion.

I didn't know I was that strong.

"KILL ME!" I demanded.

'Anon-'

"KILL ME!"

'I couldn'-'

I slapped her.

"KILL ME!"

My voice was cracking.

Cadance was shocked.

I think she didn't know that a male could be so agressive in this gender-reversed world.

Only the guard taught agression in males-

since their physiques made them more efficient in combat.

"KILL MEEE!"

I picked up Celestia with my failing strength

and pushed her to the wall.

I knew she was letting me.

I should have thanked her for it.

"Kill meee..."

I moaned, falling to my knees,

letting go of her.

All I could do was cry some more.

Heh. 'Cry some more.'

I just curled into a fetal position on the floor.

  Celestia wrapped me with her wings into a feathery cocoon with the help of Cadance.

Both of them were crying, too.

  I realized how much they cared for me.

How they weren't sadists.

They didn't prolong my life to make me suffer.

They did it because they loved life-

and couldn't let me go.

I fell asleep in their wings.

I dreamt of Twilight.

I dreamt of our love.

I was tackle-hug-kissing her at the door-

she and the five- with their husbands had come over for tea.

They laughed as I snogged her.

She kissed back.

My heart was leaping, kicking at my sternum.

It intensified as she moaned into the kiss.

I felt so, so safe as she wrapped her wings around me.

I just relaxed as my body hit the floor beside her.

My hands, already holding the back of her head

to keep her from getting hurt

were pushing her face into mine.

She couldn't kiss me hard enough.

But the kiss stopped. The wings vanished.

Her form seemed so far away.

I reached out,

but she had donned the disguise.

Dawn Shine ran out the door,

looking around in secret.

She ran off and I followed.

I knew that was going to happen.

I couldn't stop myself.

I followed her in her disguise

to Twilight's bed chambers.

Our bed chambers.

I finally found her.

It wasn't Sentry in her now,

but a bigger stallion.

A better stallion.

Big and muscular, but balanced.

He was as sleek as Celestia and muscular as Big Macintosh.

and I knew he was perfect for her.

He was better than me in every way.

Black coat and black wings-

a black and red mane that flowed in the air-

and whenever it touched her mane, it flowed too.

He had a long, black horn on his head.

A perfect alicorn stallion.

His cock filled her entirely.

It was stuffed into her, making her moan lewdly.

A real moan.

A moan of ecstasy.

Something I could never get from her.

His balls were thrice my diameter.

They could satisfy her.

They could bear her foals.

They could please her to orgasm

again

and again

and again.

She looked at me with a smug grin,

and kissed the stallion,

who only looked at her.

The pain I felt in my chest was unbearable.

It were as though I was hit by lightning in my spine-

the best I could describe it.

'You- Anonymous,' said Twilight Sparkle.

'You were stupid enough that it took this for you to figure it out.'

She kissed the stallion again.

Another lightning strike's pain

'you can't see what's in your own face, Anonymous.

'You are blind.'

She kissed the stallion.

Their mouths fit together perfectly.

She turned to me.

'You are weak.'

Another kiss.

'You are stupid.'

Another kiss.

'Now that I have all your memories and technology,

'I can put them to use in Equestria

'without making the same mistakes your people did.'

'You are useless to me, now, Anonymous.

'You are totally, utterly useless.'

She kissed him again.

'You are worthless.'

Another kiss.

'You are a freak.'

Another kiss.

'You.

'Are nothing.'