Worse Stories For Worse People

Twilight Sparkle looked outside of her vessel, staring into the depths of the darkness that surrounded her. The stark blackness of the void outside was contrasted with the pristine whiteness of the inside of her new home, the Eclipse 69. She pulled her eyes back in from the black, to give her eyes a break from the unknown.

She took a moment to admire the condition of her ‘ship’, if you could call it that. It was untouched by any sort of filth. The pure white walls sparkled brilliantly. It contained the bare essentials in furnishing, while having huge cupboards containing all her food, her suits, her notepads, her erotic novels. It was supposed to be a home away from home, after all.

Twilight had always been one for simplicity, preferring to live in a hollowed-out tree over a castle. Many would say that it were not fit for a princess, but Twilight thought otherwise. She also prefered plain condoms, not ribbed ones for her pleasure. What a Trojan, I mean, Spartan outlook.

Twilight sighed loudly.

Nopony heard it.

She looked outside again.

It was just black.

There was nothing.

No sun, no moon, no sea, no land, just nothing.

Nothing.

Twilight frowned.

She decided she was tired enough to sleep. She flapped her wings to propel her, and she floated slowly to a ‘bed’. It was a ‘bed’ in the same way that a dick was a vagina. It was more akin to a modern stretcher than a bed, complete with straps. It was the only way to prevent herself from floating in her sleep. Using her magic, she strapped herself in, and tried to get into a comfortable position. She sighed once more.

Nopony heard it.

Sleep was a fruitless effort at this point, and she loosened the straps. She floated away from the bed, and past a cock-board with many nude pin-ups pinned to it, including a sexy stallion-a-month calendar.

She stared blankly at the calendar. Mr December had a huge cock. It was the day before Hearth’s Warming…

She would be celebrating it by herself. She closed her eyes.

As she reopened them, her eyes darted to the clock, nailed to the wall of the craft. 7 AM. She levitated her marker and she crossed out the date on the calendar. 24/12 had come and gone.

Crisis averted.

She didn’t want to celebrate Hearth’s Warming all by herself.

She wished she had some male company up here. Her heat was more intense than it had ever been on earth. She’d have to study whether space only intensified the effects of heat, if it had any effect at all.

She would be up here, dealing with it by herself. She closed her eyes, and wished for a huge cock to enter her, to give her the desperate release she needed.

She sighed.

Nopony heard it.

Space was boring and lonely. All there was out there was small lights, rocks, and blackness. Oh, and the very phallic Eclipse 69. Twilight sighed again.

She continued staring out the window. God, she was horny.

An object caught her eye.

A large cock-shaped rock passed by the ship. She levitated a clipboard towards her, and started frantically writing.

Name; Hottie

Type; Assteroid

Location; Approx. 69 light-days from Handsome

Description; Object is very large, and is making me very wet. Appears to be made from very valuable materials, such as cock. Possible fucking location in future? Multiple craters, presumably from past anal and vaginal impacts impacts.

She rested, clipping the pen to the spine of the clipboard. She continued staring at the rock, mesmerised by the beauty of the object. Despite it’s scarred outside, Twilight thought it was beautiful. The minerals shone in the light from inside the Eclipse 69. She smiled weakly.

She continued looking through her notes, and she thought about what her mission was. What she was doing in space. Why she was even there in the first place, when she could be home with all her friends, rather than in a stupid, cold bucket floating aimlessly in nothing. Twilight sighed again.

Princess Celestia had given her a very special research task. She needed to gather information on their galaxy. She wanted to be aware of inhabitable planets, potential mines, and other useful objects in the vast expanse of space. For this, she was required to live on the Eclipse 69 for several years. Celestia estimated about six years, although she was going to keep Twilight informed of any changes. Twilight only hoped that her mission would be shortened.

The spacecraft itself was almost brand new. They had only developed this technology recently, after many years of research. It was designed to last forever, and to keep a pony alive for many years. She was well stocked with non-perishables and oxygen.

She wondered why she volunteered for the mission. She thought it would be interesting. To be the first pony to live in space for so long. On the other side of the argument, she was a princess, and she had so many friends in Ponyville. She was devastated to leave them, but she had to do it.

It was for the greater good, she said.

She sighed again.

Nopony heard her.

Twilight was already six months into her journey. She sighed again. If her calculations were right, it was Hearth’s Warming. She imagined Spike, all alone in the library, wrapped in blankets in front of the fire. His two-headed lizard cock, firmly grasped, stroked to the point of ejaculation.

She imagined Fluttershy snuggling up in her little cottage, surrounded by her little animal friends around a fire, and letting a bear fuck her senseless. She imagined Rarity, cuddled up with Sweetie near their Hearth’s Warming tree, which would have been beautifully decorated with many erotic ornamentals. She imagined Rainbow Dash and Applejack in front of an old-fashioned fireplace, fucking like the dirty little animals that they are. She imagined Pinkie warming up with a plate full of gingerbread penises, with a Hearth’s Warming tree, covered with candy dildo. Twilight laughed a little, at the thought of Pinkie and her sugary teats. She would be so hyper.

Twilight closed her eyes and sighed.

Would she ever fuck them again?

She shook her head. Of course she was going to fuck them again.

In five years.

She continued to stare out the window, as if to remove the thought from her head. Oh god, she needed a good fuck.

Twilight couldn’t take it anymore. She needed a release.

She began rubbing her lips with her hoof. She moaned so sensually.

Nopony heard her.

She worked her pussy in a rhythmic fashion, rubbing her labia in a clockwise fashion. She would sometimes rub her clit, which just excited the horny filly more. She was making her hoof wet for the main attraction.

“Ohhhhh,” she moaned.

She decided her hoof was sufficiently lubricated, and starting hoofing herself. She moaned over and over.

She couldn’t take it for much longer. She was close already. All the pent up sexual energy was to be released into the unknown.

She squealed as she finally reached orgasm.

Nopony heard her.

She had not had enough. She looked for anything remotely phallic in the shuttle.

Nothing.

“Drat!” she said.

She decided she’d rub her vagina against the windows of the ship. How naughty of her. An alien could see her.

She moaned as she rubbed her vulva across the cold window. It left a short trail of her feminine essence on the window.

After only a few minutes, she once again orgasmed, feeling like a very naughty filly.

She started slapping her flank, and rubbing her labia.

“I’ve been a very naughty astrophysicist!” she said with a giggle, and another hard slap on her flank.

She penetrated herself once again with her hoof. She rapidly fucked herself with one hoof, while slapping her flank until it was red with the other. She felt an orgasm approaching rapidly.

She screamed as she orgasmed for the third time.

Nopony heard her.

She was in heaven. Nothing could take her from this euphoria she was in.

“szzzz- Princess Twilight?” the radio crackled.