Author's Note

(This chapter contains incest.)

Shining Obstacle

"I said no, Twiley, and that's final."

Twilight Sparkle stared at her brother, her mouth agape. "But..." she protested. "It's really not up to you," she said. "I mean, it's my choice, if I want to transfer to CHS—"

"Actually," Shining Armor said, "Mom and Dad put me in charge of your education. They want what's best for you. I want what's best for you. And what's best for you is the Everton Independent Study Program." He frowned. "I'm sure Principal Cinch will be more than happy to—"

"UGH!" Twilight yelled, throwing her hands up in frustration. "I don't care what Principal Cinch does or doesn't do anymore!"

Shining Armor winced. "Okay, yeah, my bad," he said. "Still, you have to understand, Twiley. We only want what's best for you. What's best for you is either Crystal Prep or Everton." He frowned. "CHS is a loser school. You're better than that."

"It is not a loser school!" Twilight yelled, stamping a foot.

"My mind's made up!" Shining Armor retorted. "Get used to it. You're staying at Crystal Prep. Or going to Everton." He tried to smile reassuringly. "You'll understand one day, Twiley. You'll see. I'm only doing what's best for you."

Twilight crossed her arms and frowned. "You don't know anything about what's best for me," she huffed. "I'll just have to call Mom and Dad—"

"I've already talked to them," Shining Armor said. "They'll go along with whatever I decide."

Twilight's jaw dropped. "UGH!" she groaned again. "You are IMPOSSIBLE!"

"I'm your brother," Shining Armor said. "It's my job to be impossible. It's for your own good."

Twilight stared at him, the soft flourescent glow of the living room's wall sconces reflecting off her glasses, not completely obscuring the hurt and disbelief in her eyes. Shining Armor stared resolutely back, the stare of a man absolutely certain in his convictions. Both adopted stiff-backed, folded-arm postures.

After almost a full minute of unblinking, unflinching staring, Twilight relaxed her posture, a slow smirk crossing her face. "You know," she said, "maybe we can make a trade. I give you something you want, you give me what I want."

Shining Armor rolled his eyes and scoffed. "This isn't Monopoly, Twiley," he said. "We're talking about your future here. Don't be childish about this."

Twilight put her hands behind her back and smiled at Shining Armor. "How about this," she said. "Let me make my offer. If it's...satisfactory...you agree to let me transfer to CHS without being a big mule about it."

Shining Armor frowned, chewing on the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. "Alright, I'll play along," he decided at length, "but my answer's gonna be the same no matter what."

Twilight smirked. "We'll see about that," she said. Smoothing her skirt, she moved directly in front of him and knelt down. Looking up at him with her liquid purple eyes, she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his trousers, and unzipped his fly.

Shining Armor stared down at her. "T-Twilight?" he said nervously. "Wh-what are you—"

A moment's work freed Shining Armor's dick from his tighty whities. Twilight smiled saucily up at him as she ran her fingers through his coarse pubic hair, then gently cupped his balls in one hand and caressed them. Shining Armor drew in a sharp hissing breath. Twilight moved her hand up to his member and wrapped her hand around it, giving it a long, slow stroke. It began to firm up in her grasp.

Never taking her eyes off her brother's face, Twilight lolled out her tongue and swirled it around the head of his dick, kneading the length with her soft, slender fingers. Shining Armor gasped; his manhood filled out more, stiffening in Twilight's hand.

"Mmm," Twilight said. "You do want this." She gave the vein along his length a slow lick, then leaned back on her heels. "Let me make it better for you," she said. She began unbuttoning her vest, then her blouse, spreading them open to reveal her eggshell bra. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked it; a minute later, her vest, blouse, and bra lay beside her in a pile on the floor. She cupped her round, supple breasts with her hands, then released them, letting them bounce fetchingly. Her nipples stood proudly, demanding attention as she watched Shining Armor's reaction.

Shining Armor licked his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. His eyes were wide, and his face was flushed and sweaty. "Twiley," he said hoarsely, "why are you—"

"Shh," Twilight said as she leaned forward again. Shining Armor's dick was fully erect now; she seized the base of it in one hand as she slowly, sensually licked his head, then parted her lips wide and took him into her mouth.

Shining Armor gasped as Twilight's lips caressed his manhood, her tongue covering every inch of it with slick saliva. She moaned quietly as she sucked him, her eyes rolled up to watch his face. Her breasts bobbed and swayed as she put her entire upper body into her work, stroking his cock with long, steady motions as she sucked and slurped and grunted and moaned.

"T-Twiley," Shining Armor whispered. Without thinking, he cupped his hands around the back of her head and thrust into her mouth. She moaned and picked up speed, putting more pressure on him with her lips and tongue as she squeezed the base of his cock harder. "Nghh...!" Shining Armor grunted. "Oh god...Twiley, I'm gonna—"

With a sudden sharp jerk, Shining Armor spurted into the back of Twilight's throat. She pulled back reflexively; as his dick popped out of her mouth with a wet sound and a splatter of saliva, a second spurt of cum sprayed across her face, followed by a third which mostly landed on her chest.

As Shining Armor's dick fell limp and he panted for breath, Twilight took her glasses cleaning kit out of her skirt pocket, removed her glasses, and idly began cleaning off the cum splatter. "So?" she asked calmly. "Do I get my transfer?"

"Y-yeah," Shining Armor said raggedly. "Yeah." Stepping away from Twilight, he looked down at her, face flushed and eyes wide. "I...I never expected something like that from you," he said.

Twilight rolled her eyes. "Well I do spend half my life on the Internet," she said. "I've learned a few things." She stood up and stretched, thrusting her chest forward. "I think I'll save the rest of what I've learned for when you decide to be a jerk about what college I want to go to." With a smile, she swept up her clothes and skipped off to her room.