Principal Cinch smirked as she walked towards her prized student and holder of the key to the Friendship Games’ victory, Twilight Sparkle.

“I am sure that little device of yours contains more knowledge than any independent study program could offer.” She said, gently forcing Twilight’s head up by holding her chin.

“Perhaps…” Twilight said, her head squirming inside Cinch’s grasp. “But I still won’t do it. I am not ready to take up the responsibility that comes with activating the device, especially in light of what happened when leaks happened.”

Cinch’s smirk grew, as she briefly crossed her arms.

“Oh, don’t you worry,” Cinch said, freeing Twilight’s chin and slowly walking behind her, resting her head onto Twilight’s right shoulder. “This rotten place could always use a little re-do…”

Twilight recoiled with wide eyes, letting out a loud gulp.

“B-but that’s crazy Principal Cinch!” Twilight protested, freezing for a few second, squeaking and looking down with a blush afterwards. . “I mean… I don’t want to do that…”

Principal Cinch let out a little sigh as she disengaged Twilight’s shoulder and stood up tall in front of Twilight.

“Well, I guess that Everton can wait…” Cinch faked disinterest, looking at her fingernails and humming out a little tune.

“Isn’t there anyone else? That could do it in my place I mean?” Twilight said, painfully-contained panic in the tone of her cracking voice. She strongly shook her head. “I’m sorry, but I just can’t do it, it’s too risky!”

Principal Cinch’s eyes glimmered in the sunset sky, behind her pince-nez. She just had an idea...

“I did not think of that, miss Twilight, and I am grateful you made that way clear to me,” Cinch said with glee. “your application is safe, so as long as you now hand me that device and instruct me how to operate it.”

Twilight lifted her magic-capturing device before her eyes. She gulped and her hands shook and trembled, as Cinch lifted the glowing object with her hands cupped around it.

“So, pray tell, how do I activate this little marvel of your ingenuity?” Abacus Cinch said, leaving the amulet-shaped device on her right hand, caressing it with her other hand to the point of seemingly polishing it. “Am I supposed to unlock a mechanism or will it open itself automatically?”

“Y-you have t-to unlock it y-yourself, by snapping a p-pair of l-locks open,” Twilight said, looking worriedly and scared at Cinch. “A-are you r-really sure m-madam?”

“I am positive. Utterly so, in fact,” Abacus Cinch said. “Now, who’s ready to forward for our institution’s victory and their glory?”

Defying her expectations, none of the students stepped forward to claim the honour of freeing the power so thoroughly abused by Canterlot High. In fact, not even the five best ones of the team -- nicknamed “The Shadowbolts” -- had moved forward to grab the device.

Principal Cinch let out a disappointed groan, dramatically giving the shoulders to her pupils.

“It seems that my teachings didn’t encourage you to have lion hearts or a glory hounding attitude,” she said dryly, as she set the device’s string around her neck. “No matter. If you do not care about your own institution’s prestige, then I shall be the one getting her hands dirty.”

Principal Cinch adjusted the round object over her small breasts. Then, she snapped her fingers and, right on cue, the rest of the so-called “Shadowbolts” and a few other students of the Crystal Academy gathered close to Cinch.

“Let the hymns flow!”

Cinch walked away with an heavily-breathing Twilight, while the group of students that had gathered close to Cinch stood in place and sang out a song praising Cinch and her leading abilities, in turn causing Cinch to go forward even more resolutely in the middle of the two students’ crowds shouting taunts at each other.

“Principal Celestia, Vice Principal Luna, you shan’t win over me today.” She muttered, walking forward in the muddy ground and past the rows of mostly-unsuspecting spectators, resisting the temptation to play around with the locks until a moment that deemed as appropriate came around.

“The Third Challenge of the Friendship Games begins…” Dean Cadance said on the microphone, the sound spreading in the air and nearly echoing, going over the instincts sounds that came fro mthe students.

Cinch looked at the device, noticing a particularly strong glowing from it. Taking it for a sign to start to unleash the magic, Principal Cinch took a deep breath, then rapidly lifted her left hand up.

“But first let’s level the playing field!” She shouted, unlocking the device with an agile finger play.

Soon enough, a ball of pomegranate-coloured light came out of the device and Principal Cinch started to hover above ground, all of her clothes flowing in an unfelt wind. Soon enough, the gazes and hearings of everyone in the vicinity were onto her.

Then, almost suddenly, there was a deafening boom, followed by a visible shockwave that knocked a few students down onto the ground

Cinch felt her legs and arms begin pulled inside the sphere. She let out a choked cry of assistance that got cut off by her mouth begin enveloped inside the shiny ball.

Now, fully inside the mysterious light, Cinch felt her body begin pulled in all directions, especially on her back. Her old clothes turned themselves into rags, disappeared and were soon replaced by some kind of shiny dust, that in turn turned itself in clothes that were closer to her new size. Black trousers and black coat appeared, and a dark blue shirt replaced the old purple one. Black feathered wings appeared on her back and her senses sharpened themselves to the primitive condition, accompanied by the sensation of power and self-control she had never experienced before flowing through her.

But, out of all transformations she had gone through in that little amount of time, the one that kept Cinch’s attention the most was a tingling feeling in her crotch and a light headache in her head. As soon as she realized that, she felt an extreme -- almost compelling in fact -- desire to do something about it, and that something seemed to be contained right into the six girls that had tried to obstacle her.

“I… I could humiliate them…” she hissed to herself. “Yes… Yes… I could make them go through their most embarrassing minutes of their life… or maybe more than that.”

It was unusual, unfelt before. And, yet, she really wanted to do it.

When the ball of light waned enough, she let out a roar while rapidly fluttering her wings to propel herself up in the air.

"Stand aside, oh my faithful servants," Cinch said, surrounded by an astounded audience, feeling untold power flowing through her veins and enveloping her from all directions, accompanied by the ever-growing sexual desire. "For your leader shall ride forth for her and your own glory!"

"God Herself has been born! God Herself has been born!" Some students shouted from the astounded crowd of the Crystal Academy. Shortly after, a loud cheer followed, one that said. "And She's with us!"

Meanwhile, in the lines of Canterlot High, panic ran amok. Students ran around or cowered, and the principals looked for cover, as Abacus Cinch hovered above them all like a eagle over prairie dogs.

"And you, you shall fear me," Abacus Cinch shouted, pointing at Canterlot High’s crowd like a hanging judge. "For I am Priority!"

As she shouted this, Cinch also felt her unusual, sexually-laden wishes come to the forefront, starting to slowly but surely take a more definite and precise shape, until what she wanted became clear to Cinch.

“Need… to... “ she whispered, looking around her, looking for the six girls that had tried to stop her triumph, in order to enact what she felt proper revenge… the need to humiliate them, to break their spirit to… make them unwilling of ever standing in her way ever again.

Looking around her and inside the panicking crowd of Canterlot High’s pupils, Cinch saw the yellow and pink one and the white and purple one running away together.

A jolt passed through her left arm as Cinch suddenly and instinctively extended it towards the two and, from her index, a light blue beam was loosened and promptly hit the yellow girl, who immediately found herself completely naked in the middle of the trampling crowd.

The girl let out a loud, shrill wordless scream, her face, heavily deformed by the shocked and terrified frown she was wearing, turning beet red and arms flailing around as if they were made of soft rubber. Her breasts rested limply against her chest, her shapely rump had taken a slight shade of red in the few brief seconds it was left in open air and her vagina was laid bare for everyone else to see.

Cinch briefly looked at her hands, confused by her own power, before she looked up at the naked girl, which caused her to smile. Then, a fizzing sensation started from her own jade gate and rapidly spread all over her body, causing a moan to escape her as she arched her back in appreciation. She would not have ever thought that seeing a completely naked and extremely embarrassed teenage girl in the midst of a riot could ever interest her, and, yet, not only the sight enticed her, but it also made her feel... good. Extremely good and even more powerful, in fact.

"Let's see what happens if I target the white girl with this power of mine..." She muttered, flapping her wings rapidly and basically swooping over the white girl, who, apparently unaware that cinch was just above her, was running back at her yellow friend -- who, much to Cinch’s delight, was now flailing her limbs around as if she was having an epileptic attack and letting a stream of her own urine go down from her pucker onto the ground below, forming a yellow puddle.

Cinch pointed her index against the white girl and, not even a second later, another azure beam loosened from her index and middle finger and hit the white girl. The purple-haired girl froze and spread her arms out briefly as her face got disfigured by a grimace of both surprise and disgust. She then groaned and moaned loudly while bent over, holding her stomach and backing away slowly as an ominous loud gurgling sound came out of her.

Then, finally, s the girl’s face morphed in mere disgust and terror and embarrassment, a cracking sound ensued, prompting her underwear-clad bottom to swell up, turn brown and strongly smell of a most foul smell, soon followed by a shower of urine leaking through her panties.

"Yes! Yes! Let it all go!" Cinch shouted like a lustful woman engaged in coitus. “I… I wish to see you all embarrassed and messy like the… uuhh… unpleasant and dirty little girls you two are!”

She stared at the two, pleasant jolts of pleasure and power going from her genitals up to her spine and all over body, relishing in the reddened face of the still-urinating and still-pooping gal, and in the sight of the other girl’s entire body going from yellow to a shade of red that Cinch had never seen before, but still attracted her attention.

She let the sounds of them crying, moaning and going ring in her ears like music, almost as if her ears could distinguish and isolate them in the midst of the sounds caused by Canterlot High’s general panic and Crystal Prep Academy’s taunts and cheers.

Suddenly, Cinch was broke out of her trance by a loud screech that pierced her ears. She snappily rose her head and looked at her left, where she saw -- close to the statue depicting a rearing horse -- the rainbow-haired girl and the orange-yellow one talking between each other and a few other pupils.If her powers were anything to go by, it was extremely likely that they were planning her demise and fall from power.

Cinch smirked as she started to fly towards the statue.

"It was a piece of cake with these two,” she looked back at the naked yellow-red girl again, then to the now-curled up crying white girl. “I am sure that they will not be match for me…”

Author's Note

Translation from Polish

Bóg się rodzi

: "God Himself has been born."

I jest z nami

: "And He's with us!"