Gel held his control only because he held the mares. He could start to feel their pleasure rise as he worked in and out of them. "Mmm, any requests?" The power was starting to roll off them and, even as the two began to moan and pant, he kept them walking.

Rarity was the first to give in, she threw her head back and shouted as she came hard. There was a drawing sensation, it was like the pleasure wasn't just hers anymore.

"Gel… Rarity told me what you did… with Twilight." The changeling listened to his other snack, Muffins panting and talking around her focus to not find her release too soon.

"You want her on you, in you?" Gel warmed to the idea, but he knew that if he did that he would be unable to fill her sufficiently. There was an option open, he felt it ease into being from that new, wilder part of him. He could make more of himself, grow bigger. He shoved harder into the talkative mailmare, puffing himself up inside her as he thrust. Muffins' self-control was dashed and she cried out her own love, moaning hard and begging him to be gagged. Gel was only too happy to comply and, after he did, he felt her pleasure rise again.

Still walking, Gel thought it would be a long night for both mares as he sealed them back up inside, keeping them warm in the snow and keeping their bodies hot. Satisfaction began to slowly start to sink in almost halfway to through the night, but Gel kept milking the pair for their pleasure and happiness. He was relentless and felt them tremble again and again but, at last, he was thinking of letting them sleep where a blue sphere formed around the two mares.

"I don't know what you are, but I assume you have ponies inside… you. I have heard of one changeling that can do that, but I was told he was unique. Now I see two more." The white stallion that stepped from behind a tree, flanked by a squad of the royal Crystal Empire guard, made Gel almost sink with relief. He bared Muffins' head first, then Rarity's.

"No… no! He is good, saved… oh Gel… he saved us!" Muffins had her world all kinds of twisted by the changeling that night and, now, she was expected to answer a question from Prince Shining Armor mid orgasm. Her flush and panting did nothing to hide her smile. "Please, release him."

Rarity nodded, her head fuzzy and lacking focus, but she agreed with Muffins. "Yeah… what… what she… she said." Rarity's mind gave up then and she passed out in the changeling's grip, Gel quickly flowed back up and over her head to seal her safely in. The constant pressure of pleasure on her mind slowed, but didn't stop. Gel wanted more.

"Muffins." Shining Armor knew of this mare. He knew she was the left hoof of Celestia, the one that came from the shadows and delivered that blow you never saw coming. Well, he had seen her coming now. "What the hay is going on?"

"Cadance got a letter off to Twilight, must have been-" Muffins began but was cut off.

"...been right before Sombra turned up. All Tartarus has broken loose. He used his magic to force the wills of those he could quickly break, then put… masks on the others, to weaken them up first. How did you get out?" Shining Armor had let his field of force drop, moving in to beside the conscious mare. "Why did he seal Rarity back up?"

"She passed out." Muffins looked at her new friend and reached a hoof up to gently rub her cheek. "Gel was hungry, when this… split, happened, I thought he was dead. He saved both of us." She was a staunch supporter of the changeling, she found, he was more than a nice stallion, he was brave. "Sombra clearly didn't expect anything like him, or me. Gel rode Rarity's body and drove her like a marionette, leaving her time to work magic. It was art." Muffins closed her eyes as an orgasm washed through her. She could feel the stallion now, drinking and feeding from her. It felt deliciously naughty. She rather liked it.

"Twily…"

The word jerked Muffins from her sudden stupor and she looked at Shining Armor and shook her head.

"Then we are lost. It was hard enough with him having one alicorn, he has half of the alicorns." Shining looked down, clearly brokenhearted at how things had gone.

"No, no we aren't. Gel? You can get that ring out for me?" Muffins squirmed a little, lifting a wing as a dark black shape flowed through Gel and sat in the middle of her back. "A horn-blocker so strong an alicorn cannot resist it… we tested it."

Shining Armor looked at the thing, both terrified and reassured. This was a terrible weapon, horrible to consider, but it was theirs. "How are we going to get it on him."

Muffins grinned wide, feeling Gel inside her, starting his rhythm back up. "Oh, I think we know how that is going to work. We are going to surrender, of course. Only we aren't, Celestia and Luna will."

The shock in Shining Armor was instant, he recoiled from the pegasus. "You can't mean that, we can't-"

"No, silly, of course not them. Gel, please." Muffins felt as Gel's efforts of harvesting were repaid, he flowed up the mare's wings, up her neck and finally covered her completely. Then the horn, long, thin and pure white, grew from Muffins' forehead. The white from it spread down, becoming a riot of colors as it reached a fake mane and spread further. It took moments before Shining Armor was standing beside a slightly undersized version of Celestia.

"Wow…"

"You can leave them be, you know." Shining told Gel, the unicorn knowing that both the mares slept. "I… I know what a mare smells like when she is driven that crazy, you should let them sleep."

"They are sleeping." Rarity's voice spoke back to Shining, startling him. "But they made a promise to me, and I to them." The mare's eyes were… well, since she looked exactly like Luna he couldn't tell if they were actually opened or closed, or if Rarity could even see within the odd changeling. "I will not let anything happen to them, not while I can protect them, and they can protect me."

"And this is protecting them?" Shining felt a little self-rightous, after all, this was partly his country. "I demand you leave them right now!"

Gel didn't want to fight him, it was wasted effort. "Rarity?" Gel whispered to the mare alone. "Please wake up and tell this officious oaf that his mate is the ruler, not him."

Rarity's dream was broken by an insistent voice, it bade her to wake and slowly, she did. She smiled within the prison that was Gel. He had kept his promise. With her hips shifting a little, she opened her eyes to see a very angry Shining Armor standing over her. Gel flowed back from her mouth, leaving her eyes staring through the Luna disguise. "Why is Gel waking me up? Shining, really? He is taking care of us, he is hungry, tired and so are we, darling, please leave him be."

Shining Armor recognized the voice and speech pattern, but he was still worked up over this. "Rarity, I don't trust your voice, he must give you up fully right now or-"

"Or what? What will you do to him that won't hurt me as well?" Rarity rolled from her side up onto her belly. The big changeling was still within her, still working her. She felt a wonder as he seemed to have not slowed down in the slightest all night. The light of dawn was on the horizon and Rarity was now fully awake and more than a little upset. "Back down, now!" A shiver ran through her, where had that voice come from? Was that… was that her? It was!

Shining was staring at the imposing figure that rose before him, looking every bit like Princess Luna, the strange hybrid of changeling and his sister's friend glared and raised her voice to match that of the Royal Canterlot Voice itself. "I… I didn't mean…"

"No, you meant well enough, but I am awake now." Rarity gave a huff and turned to see the pegasus, looking every bit as big and imposing as Celestia. "You grew, Gel?" Rarity's head nodded and she smiled. "Good, we might have a hope of this. A little to the left and…" Rarity's eyes rolled back and she squirmed a little. "There, I simply must get into character if we are to be believed."

Shining looked on in shock as the princess clone walked over to where their vegetable stew was cooking, settled down and began serving herself with her magic.

"'s all the racket?" Muffins' voice was nothing like Celestia's, thankfully, but it was still quite the sight to see what should have been a small pegasus now so big. "Oh Gel, that was a wonderful night."

Rarity's head turned when she heard Muffins. "Breakfast is over here." She was already serving a second bowl when the disguised pegasus reached her. "We are going to need to practice, I know a spell to hide the color of my magic, but while I maintain it I can't cast anything else." A spoon floated in golden magic toward Muffins and she looked down at it curiously. "I will try and do what you should expect, just be careful to hold still."

"I could make this easier." Muffins managed to get the words out after the first mouthful of stew was fed to her. Rarity seemed quite content to use her magic to emulate the princesses' own. "But I will need… my amulet."

"Of course, I forgot all about it, but Muffins, won't that make it so you can't fight as well? Your wings will be gone." Gel spoke to both of them, finding a conversation easier when he could inhabit more than one ear at once.

"Amulet?" Rarity sounded a little surprised, but stuffed more food in Muffins' mouth before she could reply. "Something to turn you into a unicorn, I gather. No, we will need to be convincing, so at least one of us needs to fly."

"I… I don't know if I can do that." Gel was a bit worried. Every time he had wrapped a pony with wings their wings were less than useful. "We could test it if you like?"

Muffins spread her goo-covered wings, the things looking much larger than they should be. "Okay Gel, what do you know about flying?"

"You… uh, flap your wings, you fly?" Gel was confused by the question.

A pristine white hoof lifted up and batted the Celestia-esque face in the forehead. "Okay, let's start from nothing. Forget about flapping, flow off of my wing except for the big feathers, feel the base of them." Muffins spread her wing and felt the changeling adjust himself along it. "Rarity, a breeze please."

"Oh, they… that is interesting." Gel was feeling and watching how the primary feathers worked. "Please, under her wing now." The wind adjusted, the feathers flaring and cupping it. "Okay, I was stupid, I deserved a face-hoof."

Muffins nodded and then adjusted her wing, tensioning new muscles and showing the changeling the basics of the very physical act of flying. "If you can make yourself act just like this, I can fly us." Gel seemed to be getting the hang of it and flowed down the mare's wing, extending it out. He felt her feathers, made duplicates of them from himself and focused on linking the two, translating motion from his feathers to hers, and vice-versa. "Okay, let's fly." Muffins stretched those big wings out, taking a deep breath as the powerful legs that were a combination of her own and Gel's, kicked them up and she flapped, and flapped. It worked somewhat, lift pulling them into the air.

"I can fly…" Gel's words were so soft in Muffins' ears that she almost missed how happy he sounded.

"We can fly." The pegasus corrected him and tucked her wings. They plummeted down and at the last moment she spread them wide, catching the air and setting their legs down on the ground. "We can land, which is even better."

Cadance could feel herself, she felt as fine as ever. She smiled as the masked alicorn that was her sister-in-law came up to her. "Now, let's get your training mask off so you can really feel His glory." Cadance reached out with her hooves and carefully unlocked the mask, pulling it forward.

Twilight gazed up at her, her mouth looking a little slack and hanging open.

"Oh don't mind that, the drugs will do that. Here He comes now, Master has returned." Cadance reached a hoof up to delicately push Twilight's drooling mouth closed.

Struggling with the world, Twilight was lost without the mask, it wasn't telling her what was right anymore, what she should think to do. She looked around for it, wishing to find it and press her face back down into the green, glowing heaven that was the embrace of the mask.

"And here we have another princess, Master!" Cadance's voice didn't distract Twilight at all but when she was looking over at a new pony in the room, her eyes catching his, her features pulled into the greatest of smiles.

"Master!" The green glow wrapped around Twilight's mind, she sank into it, let it fill that place in her head that felt empty without the mask. The place the mask had MADE empty.

"Ah, Twilight Sparkle, princess of magic and blah blah blah. You came right to us, so very convenient. I wonder at why it was so…" Sombra looked at the mare, looked into her eyes and filled her with his glorious purpose.

"I sent her a letter, Master." Cadance frowned a little, a touch upset that Twilight was getting so much of Master's attention. "Before you came, I heard a rumor of you being here, so sent for her and her friends to help."

"And who were these friends, Twilight." Sombra smiled back to the lavender mare, letting his vision rest on her, seep into her, remake her.

"Oh, there was Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Rarity," Twilight was gesturing to masked ponies as she spoke, but froze, "where is Rarity?"

"Don't you worry, Rarity is safe. Who else?" The voice, talking to her, giving her something to do, made Twilight almost squeal with delight.

"Fluttershy, Applejack, Muffins… and Gel!" Twilight had remembered them all. "Muffins and Gel aren't here either. I love Gel very much, and Muffins is cute, where are they Master?"

"We need to find out… but first, little Sparkle, I think I will take my ease. You and Cadance, in my rooms." Sombra turned, his face showing the most delighted of smiles. "Two alicorns, this will be good."

Cadance turned to follow Him, her body trembling. She had heard right, He was going to play with her and… Twilight. For some reason having Twilight there just seemed wrong, surely because she just knew He would spend so much time looking into her eyes. Maybe she should do something to Twilight, then He would look in her eyes more!

As they climbed the long stairs, Twilight turned to Cadance. "Master is so good to us. I bet he likes you more."

This shocked the pink alicorn, she looked at Twilight with a smile that she actually meant. "Oh no, Master looks into your eyes more, he clearly likes you." An odd rapport flashed between them.

"Where are those mares… oh!" Sombra was about to go and try and hunt down the wayward princesses when they came in, a very fixated look on each of them.

"Master, which of us do you love more?" Twilight asked it, but it was clear they had been talking. It was an unexpected delight to the stallion. His magic removed inhibitions, cleared out the pesky parts of a pony that decided what was right and wrong. He filled them with his own limits and morals. He made them perfect. He made them like him.

"Twilight," when her Master paused on the other mare's name Cadance almost stumbled, "I take none above another. You are all equally worthless to me. The only thing I love is power…"

"Master, we were talking." Cadance smiled and looked down at the red leaking from the blade-hilt. "We were thinking of just what your answers would be. If you would pick one of us, the other would be furious, angry. They would plot and plan and finally either kill or be killed."

"Not good at all." Twilight's hoof drew back from the knife handle, leaving it stuck in Sombra's throat, keeping his voice from clouding either of their monologues. "The other option was, you told us you loved both of us above all others. Master, we would have loved that, we would have been your little mewling mares for the rest of our days, in true happiness."

Cadance moved in as Sombra gasped and tried to draw a breath. His throat was full of blood and he was desperately trying to get some air. The alicorn lifted her hoof to the handle of the blade. "But this outcome… we promised each other, if any but the second promise left your lips, Master, then we would kill you. You are so wonderful to us, freeing us, letting us do as we please."

Twilight was in close too, her hoof joining Cadance's on the knife. They twisted together as the pair brought their mouths in for a tender kiss that was the last thing the megalomaniac unicorn saw.

"This outcome, turned out to be the best." Cadance looked to the lavender mare, a desire rising in her, unchecked by the strict morals that she normally obeyed. It didn't matter that Twilight was almost a sister, almost family.

"I still would have liked him to have told us we were special." Twilight felt her magic flow back, the limit Sombra's control imposed breaking. But what didn't break was the changes within her. She formed a solid shape with her power, wrought it into something she knew and loved. "I need to get my stallion, you will like him." She drove the huge, pony-shaft-shaped magic into Cadance, delighting at the other alicorn's squeal of pleasure. "You will like him a lot."

Author's Note

What's that? M. Night Shayamalan called? Fuck that guy, his twists aren't worth crap. Now, evil Twilight and evil Cadance, what sort of mayhem can you wreak?

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