A Celebration of Clop

by Damaged

Trapped in Oblivion

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"Why on earth would you want to stop the vines, Twilight?" Discord followed the newest alicorn into the Everfree. "And you certainly couldn't do it here, anyway." He turned and started walking tangential to the path.

"Discord!" Twilight stopped and looked after the Spirit of Chaos. "Discord this isn't funny, what do you mean I can't stop the vines?" She suddenly backed up a step as the draconequus pushed from the vine-choked undergrowth.

"Because they are mine, of course. I have spent years growing these things, pouring my own essence into them." He lifted a talon up, trailing it along a vine that seemed to curl lovingly around one claw tip. "And soon, you will too." He blinked and looked into Twilight, not just her face, not just her eyes, but into her mind. "A touch of love, a touch of strength…"

Discord's eyes had suddenly become absolutely fascinating to Twi. She stared at them. "I never noticed all these colors before…" Her voice was soft, breathy, as if she were relaxed and reading a nice, calm, book about Discord's eyes. Twilight was so relaxed, she couldn't even blink.

"Wow, that took less than I thought it would." Discord reached a paw out, guiding a vine forward and down. Twilight felt something touch her back, but it didn't matter, all that mattered was trying to keep breathing while watching the colors.

"You won't get away with this, Discord." Twilight's brain was operating on some level, she knew he was doing something bad. When that vine slowly twirled around Twilight's back, she just couldn't muster the strength to struggle. "Please… stop…"

"But you want this, Twilight." Discord put some power into the word. He saw Twilight's foreleg twitch, then reach out to another vine, stroking the dark, crystal-thorned limb. She let it spiral around her leg, the thorns barely teasing at her flesh. "See? And that one too." Discord had only to gesture and the mare before him reached out, teasing another vine to restrain her free foreleg.

The vines started to lift and tilt Twilight, the world seemed to shift under her, but always Discord's eyes were right before hers, his grin imprinting on her brain. "Can I have more vines?"

"Twilight Sparkle, you can have all the vines." Discord was done letting the mare trap herself, he guided more vines to take her back legs, the greedy plants spreading her legs wide. One claimed her tail, and another coiled around her wing pinons, forcing her wings up and together while binding them. "But this one, this one is special. All my other vines are just inert, growths of the base plant. This, this is the flower."

Her mouth fell open in a scream of pleasure, something thick and slick shoved into Twilight's mound, pushing far into her. "More…" Her vocal cords were getting a work out, she whimpered, cried, panted, and moaned in bliss. "More…"

"You are part of it all now, Twilight, don't you feel the chaos pouring into you? It is filling you, filling you up like a teapot. But Twilight Sparkle, when this pot boils over, it will become the tea." Discord's words didn't make sense to Twilight, she was feeling pleasure radiate out from her groin. A glance down revealed her fur was turning black, spreading in a wave. She realized suddenly that she could look away and, like the drugged mare she was, she looked back up, diving deep into the hypnotic gaze of Discord. "More? Oh you are a surprise, Twilight Sparkle."

The mare didn't even notice the thorns growing out through her fur, as the black spread over her. It felt too good just to stare into those eyes. Into infinity.


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