Centuries Ago

Everypony knows that there was once a time in which the twin Princesses, Celestia and Luna, ruled together in harmony. Before the Nightmare Moon incident, they held their benevolent rule over the land and the flowers grew and the sun shone and yada yada yada...

Perhaps a look into one of their most interesting exploits would do for this upcoming tale.

During their rule, the gates of Tartarus were let loose. No pony knows how THAT happened (Cerberus was denied his treats for a good 3 hours), but a select few know that the lands became infested with all matter of monstrosities. Some were standard demons, others looked much more exotic and frightful. Their intentions were one in the same. Desolation of the land and the creation of a Tartarus on Equestria.

Needless to say, this failed. Celestia, Luna, and all their forces drove them back into the hellscape. The battle was actually very swift, as the monsters were surprisingly unprepared for resistance. All they wanted to do was make a home the only way they knew how.

One monster, going by the name of Incipere, vowed that the lands would be covered in their subject's blood before they would give up on their quest to make the land a kingdom of abominations. Still, the outcome was clear. They would be trapped in Tartarus for the rest of their days.

Life would go on from then. The invaders had children of their own. And they had their own children. And the cycle continued. The same could be said about the surface as well.

One must note, however. With age comes experience. The monsters and, eventually, their descendants would think of new ways to reach the surface and claim the land for their own once more. However, most of the monsters had grown disillusioned with that goal. They just wanted a place to visit and have some fun.

If only somepony installed a telephone in that hellhole. One call and a pardon might be on hoof.

Present Day

To say that a kingdom of monsters would be an improvement over current life in Equestria would sound crazy to newcomers and those who clung to the past. Now, that would be a capital idea.

Political strife had led to one hair-raising event. The event that Prince Blueblood, through convoluted means, had ascended to the self-proclaimed title of 'God-King of Everything'. Apparently, he had gotten his hold on some kind of object that most ponies refer to as 'The Macguffin Muffin'.

All the ponies who laughed at that were eradicated by Blueblood's guards, who were deprived of their will beforehand.

This sudden cruel behavior was diagnosed as "Ronnus Deatheateri". You could see where this was going. Blueblood had turned into an absolute Caligula. Ordering holidays that had all to do with kissing his feet, giving out draconian punishments when it seemed minor, and all sorts of stuff that would usually get him dragged before a United Nations counsel.

The princesses were no-where to be seen. The theory of them going into hiding seemed popular with most of the populace. Still, they prayed for the day they would return and overthrow this mad stallion.

Oh, and make sure they chuck his radio where the sun don't shine. You can only play "I'm Too Sexy" so many times before it causes everypony's ears to rupture.

Just outside of Sweet Apple Acres

Despite the utter ire everypony faced, Sweet Apple Acres was still a shining beacon of decency. Sure, Blueblood was utterly disgusted with the food and threatened to sue, but it would be good while it lasted. The barn was still there and the Apple family was more and more determined to make sure they stood together. No matter what.

One such member, however, had decided to go one step ahead. Working tirelessly with a shovel, the grown mare kept digging. Even though the purpose behind this was anything but pleasant, she still had a smile on her face as she observed her hard work.

Her name was Apple Bloom. Gone was the filly that so desperately wanted a Cutie Mark enough to start her own 'club'. Now, thanks to her family and friends, she had found her talent. She actually had a knack for putting in some elbow grease into basic construction, so she set out to do just that. As her friends figured out their own talents, she continued to pursue hers. Years went by and the group went their separate ways on good terms.

They shall be seen again as the plot thickens, but before the narrator gets a taste of the lash, let's focus on her right now.

It wasn't just her determination that grew. She was almost as strong as her big sister, as her four-pac abs and muscles clearly demonstrated. Her skin was a bit darker in tone and her hair was slightly longer. She still kept her signature bow, though. The stallions and a few mares had also taken interest in her rack. Applejack would be proud, if she wasn't too busy chasing them all away with Big Mac in tow.

To say nothing of the incident where Granny Smith came charging in with a 12-gauge when one teenage colt got too close.

Due to budget constraints caused by Blueblood's reign, her clothing was also a bit of eye candy in of itself. For one things, her shorts had a broken zipper, exposing her red thong. Another distracting feature was the fact that her shirt was covered by a overalls/saddle combo that managed to cover her nipples just right. Her gloves, boots, and hard hat were fine.

Why was she here? Blueblood had planned to set up a beauty parlor right next to the barn. It would seem a bit odd to place it there, but Blueblood's rules were Blueblood's rules, right or wrong.

"Sheesh." Apple Bloom sighed, her smile fading as she continued to dig. "What I wouldn't give to be the one to dig that no-good varmint's grave. I mean, I'd like to stay out of prison, but this has gone far enough. Here I am, talking to myself while trying to keep my family afloat. At least I have it better than sis."

That would be a story for another day.

"Well, just this last hole and that should do for today." The farm mare said as she neared the end of her digging. "I hope the other girls are doin' fine. Nah, who am I kidding? They're probably just as miserable as the rest of us." She leaned against her shovel after her last dig. "C'mon, Celestia. Show us you're still there. Just...give us a sign."

She looked the sky. The sun was setting fast. Pretty soon, she would have to return home and be forced to listen to Applejack still working as the grown filly tried to sleep. It was helpful and all, but Apple Bloom worried that one day, her sister would work herself to death.

She was just about to give up the ghost and return home when she heard a rumbling. The ground beneath her looked ready to give way.

"Uh...what in the Sam Nell?" She remarked. "Did somepony mention the cancellation of the shOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWW!!!"

With that, she fell down the emerging chasm, her shovel being the only sign she was there. Nopony heard her screams as she descended.

Beneath Sweet Apple Acres

When Apple Bloom woke up, she was a bit worse for wear. Her hat, bow, and shorts were gone and her skin was a bit bruised from the fall. Other than that, she felt fine.

"Okay. What just happened?" She asked herself as she got up. Apparently, she was in some kind of shack. Only if the wood used to make it was made of brimstone and the bed looked like it was designed by Iron Maiden. There were also a selection of books titled 'Stories to Cheer Up Your Fellow Monster'.

"Getting a serial killer vibe here." She nervously said to herself as she was about to step out. Before she could reach it, she heard a knock on the door.

"Hello?" The voice called out. It sounded like a normal stallion would, yet a bit deeper. "Are you alright? I came here to thank you for the great thing you've done."

"Who is this?" Apple Bloom asked. "And could ya' please explain why I'm here? Sis must be worried sick."

"I'm sorry about that." The voice sounded sincere. "First, let me remind you. Don't scream if I don't look appealing to you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She raised an eyebrow.

Her answer came to her when the being opened the door and revealed his visage.

He was like a cross between a wolf and a dragon, yet he stood hunched like a weary stallion. He was mostly covered in black fur, but his underside, hands, and legs were covered in silver dragon scales. His eyes glew red with life and his long tail swished every 4 seconds. His claws were red as well and there were even some red spikes jutting out of his back. A large red scar was across his chest.

"Do I scare you?" Asked the monster.

"Uh...you certainly don't look like you came from Ponyville." The farm mare moved back into a corner. "Look, I know a thing or two about kicking flank, so don't try anything funny!"

"Relax. I'm not gonna eat you." The beast held up his hand in defense. "My name is Noctis and I've come here to thank you the only way I could."

"Thank me? For what?" She sounded curious now.

"First off, what's your name?" Noctis tilted his head.

"Name's Apple Bloom." She replied.

"That's a nice name." Noctis smiled. "And I thank you for breaking a hole through the surface so we monsters could return to our promised land."

"Wait. We're in the middle of Tartarus?!" She cried out. "I broke a hole into Tartarus?! That's crazy!"

"Don't worry. I can get you out." The creature assured. "Still. This means we can finally integrate into society and topple that idiotic ruler of yours! No offense."

"None taken, actually." She said. "That be great, really. The part about Blueblood. My family's profits are going down because of him. Unless this is a trick, then congrats."

"I'm glad to here that." Noctis got a bit closer and sat down in a little chair. "There is one thing I have to do before I release you and the rest of my kin. Our kind has waited a long time to come up above. One particular desire is to...how do we put this lightly? Create new blood."

"Nope. Not followin'." She said.

"Uh...bring upon the seeds of future achievements?" Noctis twiddled his fingers.

"You sound kind of like Twilight when you talk like that." Apple Bloom said. "It's kind of cute."

Noctis, unbeknownst to the both of them, began to sweat profusely as he ogled the farmy mare's skimpy frame. "FINE! We wish to mate with select members of the populace. We're packing heat, basically."

Apple Bloom didn't know whether to crack a joke about having her sister blow some steam through one of these guys or freaking out at the possibility of her town getting plowed by a race of monsters.

"And, you know, well..." Noctis got a bit closer. "You don't mind if I service you in return for your help?"

"Are you sayin' you wanna do me?" Apple Bloom flat-out asked.

"Actually, I'm asking YOU to do me, but whatever works." The wolf-thing had a huge blush on his face.

Apple Bloom thought to herself. She had been aware of how many ponies had tried to get her in the haystack, only to be met with the obvious result involving her family. Though they tried to dissuade her from such, it was hard to resist the thought of having years of working out pay off through a good screw.

That, and the scent of the monster was getting rather...arousing.

"Ah, land's sake." She sighed as she ripped her panties in half softly, surprising the beast. "Fine. But I'm on top."

"Really? You would mate with me?" Noctis could feel his member rise from his scaly loins. "That's awfully kind of you."

"Let's just say a few ponies taught me to always help a stranger in need." She said as she easily slipped out of her overalls, exposing her breasts. "Except if he's WAY older. Then, it's just creepy."

"I'm sure there's a moral loophole there, but I can live with that." Noctis remarked as his member was fully revealed. "Pardon the pun, but I think it's time we let our new relation...bloom."

There was a bout of silence. "Just kiss me already." Apple Bloom smirked with a sort of embarrassed look.

With that, Noctis pressed his snout against hers and did just that. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she deepened the kiss. His tongue was reptile-like, therefore he could wrap it around hers with ease. She moaned as they continued to do this. Noctis's hand were feeling around her muscular waist, enjoying every bit of skin they touched.

Breaking away from the kiss, Apple Bloom pointed down. "Sit." She commanded. He obeyed and she responded by spreading her legs, revealing her tight pussy to him. "Eat."

"You've been waiting to do this, haven't you?" The creature deviously asked. "That makes two of us." With that, the beast buried his snout into her marehood.

She moaned as his serpentine tongue danced around in the area. She grabbed her left breast as the pleasure became overbearing. The monster licked even harder when the other hand grabbed his black fur, riding him all the way through. Eventually, she lost her balance and fell down, leaving her at his mercy.

"My turn." Noctis declared as he loomed over her and gave her a tongue lash to the nose, tickling her and teasing her at the same time. His member was positioned directly in front of her golden pussy lips. "I just want you to know that this might hurt. If we do this, there's no going back. I belong to you and, while you can go about as you please, you are mine."

"So, you're my coltfriend if you do this?" Apple Bloom asked, her voice a bit soft from the pleasure she experienced earlier.

"Essentially." He edged closer, clearly getting impatient.

"Go right ahead." She smiled. "You don't seem that bad."

"Steady as she goes." He smirked as he instantly entered his cock into her entrance. She let out a gasp of pain and surprise, but she quickly got used to the thrusts when the pleasure increased in an instance. Moaning with each thrust, she grabbed his waist and started to thrust off of him instead. Wishing to make this even better, Noctis wrapped a claw around one of her legs and began to lick it all the way to the hoof at the end. That only caused her moan some more.

This went on a few good minutes until the both of them felt an orgasm about to transpire. No words were spoken as Noctis went even deeper inside of her and unleashed his load into her. Apple Bloom shivered uncontrollably as she came as well. Cum leaked down Noctis's member onto the floor as they finished their session.

All the two could do was hold each other in an embrace as sleep overtook them. Both of them have never felt so alive in quite a long while.

Noctis was especially happy when he saw a horde of monsters head towards the hole made in the ground. The freedom of both Tartarus dweller and surface dweller would begin right now.

Author's Note

Theme of Noctis:

Yep. This is my first clop fic. With art that isn't even mine. Sounds odd, but that stuff's popular here.

It's time for something a little different than the standard clop-fic. Let's have a go!